Part V The Aftermath
I sat on the edge of Kathy’s bed, my head in my hands, and a sheet soaked with sweat draped over my lap. Kristina had bolted from the room, slamming the door behind her just as I dismounted from her mother. Neither of us had any idea how long she had been standing there, but it really didn’t matter, she had seen enough.
“She’ll be okay,” Kathy said softly in my ear, stroking my chest from behind me, her gigantic breasts pressed against my back. Her head rested gently against mine, her right cheek on my left shoulder, her right hand caressing my right hip and buttock.
“Kathy, my girlfriend just caught me fucking her own mother. She ran out of here before we could say anything to her. I don’t think she’ll laugh it off.”
“I didn’t say she would, I said she’d be okay. It won’t happen overnight, but it will happen. Of course, she could come in here and shoot us as well.”
“That wasn’t funny,” I said.
“I wasn’t joking,” Kathy replied with a slight grin.
I stood up, walking to the bathroom, as Kathy climbed off her bed behind me. Ignoring the light switch, I fumbled in the dark before managing to turn on the cold water. Cupping my hands together, I brought the cool liquid to my face and sighed as it splashed down from cheeks to my chest, and from there, to my cock and thighs.
Kathy’s arms encircled my waist, and once again, I felt the hot peaks of her nipples burning into my back. One of her hands slipped casually down my abdomen and cupped my balls; the other began to massage my cock as Kathy worked her sopping pussy against my ass cheek.
“You’re a beautiful man, Kevin. I love men that work out. And your cock is so thick and powerful. I’ve never been fucked so hard in my life.” Kathy licked down my back as I stood leaning against her bathroom sink, and I felt her tits slide down my body, my skin burning along their path. Finally, Kathy’s lips and tongue found their way to my ass, kissing and stroking the cheeks with tenderness and passion.
Kathy was on her knees, stroking my thighs from behind, before running her tongue quickly right up the slit between my buttocks.
“Kathy…” I moaned softly, wondering whether I should leave the house immediately, attempt to talk to Kristina, or simply allow Kathy to continue doing what she was doing.
“Shhh, baby, just move your feet back a bit and lean over a bit further.”
“Kathy, we shouldn’t be doing this. Kristina’s probably in her room crying.” Despite my protests, I allowed Kathy to move my body as she wanted, and soon, I felt her soft hands spreading my ass cheeks, her tongue working it’s way around my hole.
One of Kathy’s hands found my cock, which had sprung to life, and she began to work it up and down slowly, while her tongue stiffened, poised to penetrate me in a way I had only allowed Kristina to do previously.
“Kathy, what are you…Oh, fuck…” I groaned, as Kathy slipped her tongue deep inside my ass, her hand still working my cock mercilessly.
I pushed back against Kathy’s probing tongue, listening to the moans of pleasure escaping Kathy’s mouth as she tongue-fucked me.
“Mmm, you like that baby, don’t you? You like it when I lick your ass…”
All my previous apprehension disappeared, and I turned as Kathy rose to her feet. She led me back into the bedroom, and we stood near the window. I looked down into her beautiful face, still flushed with the glow of orgasm, and she was smiling as I wiped several strands of sweaty hair off her forehead.
“You are so beautiful, Kathy. I wanted you from the moment I saw you.”
She moved forward and I caught her in my arms, our lips entwining in a hungry kiss. I explored Kathy’s mouth with my tongue, tasting her, drinking from her mouth while exploring the hills and valleys of her incredible figure with my hands. The sweat covering her entire body had left her skin feeling moist and slightly sticky, and her breasts and belly stuck to me as I picked her up and carried her over to the bed.
Laying her down gently on the edge of the bed, I dropped to my knees, and as I spread her legs, the ripe fruit of her beautiful pussy blossomed before me. I kissed up her thighs, licking the salty skin, breathing in her scent as I neared her sex. Kathy was breathing heavier than she had been, her breasts rising and falling before she squashed them together, creating an incredibly deep, dark valley between her tits.
“Eat me, baby,” she moaned softly as my tongue burrowed into her soaking wet bush. I spread her open with my fingers, trying to gauge which parts of her sex were the most sensitive. In a barely audible voice, Kathy whispered to me to apply more pressure on her clit, and guided my fingers with her own, showing me the patterns that gave her the greatest pleasure.
Kathy’s creamy emissions began to dribble on to my tongue, and I felt them roll down into my mouth; the tight walls of her sex clenching me with greater force. Kathy had already cum, and her body began to shake beneath me. When she whispered “just your tongue”, I reached around to clench her cushiony buttocks, which enabled me to hold her in place as I continued driving my tongue into the soft, velvety folds of her pouting sex.
A strange thought occurred to me as I heard Kathy’s breath grow more ragged and uneven. Gulping down more of her cum, I realized that I was eating the very same pussy that had delivered my girlfriend 19 years earlier, and a new pang of guilt swept through me, even as Kathy’s body began to convulse, and her voice grew louder and louder.
“Keep licking that fucking pussy,” she cried, as the hardened tip of my tongue flickered back and forth across her clit. Another orgasm took hold of Kathy, and her breasts flopped from side to side while her hands gripped me, pushing me down against her raised pelvis. My tongue grew tired, so I held it in place, shaking my head back and forth inside as quickly as I could.
“Jesus, oh God Kevin, I’m cumming again!!”
