“Based on my life: Names and places have been changed to protect privacy. Yes this stuff is all true, I cant imagine trying to make up crap like this!”
My first boyfriend had very fair skin. Where I could stay in the sun for hours and turn a dark brown, poor Ken despite the sunscreen would turn into Lobster Boy before my eyes. Twenty four hours into what was supposed to be our Wild Senior year of high school spring break instead of playing beach volley ball in one of the tiny bikinis Id brought, I was in a dirty Key West hospital, rubbing cream over my boyfriends burnt and blistered skin.
My mother, in her infinite wisdom had decided that instead of taking my friends and I to Key West herself would send my 20 something step brother and cousin to look after us. As irresponsible as that sounds my friend Lisa’s family was vacationing in the condo next to ours. I’m sure my mother thought that her friends and neighbors Lisa’s parents would keep an eye on us. Although she was far from mother of the year, my mother did know about real estate. The “condo’s” that my family and our neighbors had bought were actual pieces of Florida paradise. They were two identical, oceanfront, four bedroom, 3 bath, cottages separated by an incredible shared lagoon style pool. Yes, my mother knew real estate. She didn’t know that Lisa’s father had been, and still technically was my first lover. For most of my relationship with my friend’s father, I was still madly in love with my first boyfriend Ken. I couldn’t help myself with him. I never really told him no, but then again, I hadn’t exactly told him yes either.
It was well into day three of my vacation when Ken and I finally got back from the hospital. I gave some drugs to poor extra crispy Ken and he was finally able to rest comfortably, but it was more like a comma than rest. No one was at the condo. I found myself abandoned by my family and friends for the temptation of the boats and beach parties. I was bored and found myself drinking several very strong margaritas from the mix left over from the previous night’s festivities. Festivities which I’d of course missed! Fairly drunk and a bit sleepy decided to get some sun. I dozed off floating on a raft, in the pool listening to the sound of the ocean that sprawled out endlessly in front of me.
I opened my eyes. Through my pink sunglasses lens I saw him. He was sitting in a deck chair in his bathing suit watching me. My body was frozen in excitement but tingly still from the margaritas. I couldn’t seem to move. He looked so handsome in that blazing hot late afternoon sunlight. His lightly tanned skin glowing, reflecting from the sun. I felt myself smiling at him. My mind screamed at me. “What are you doing Lola!” it said. “Don’t look at him like that.. no stop it! You love Ken! Your gonna go to hell!” My body and the rest of my brain thanks to the drinks ignored this voice. I was smiling at him.
I slid off the raft and into the water. I waded toward the steps of the pool and slowly got out. He didn’t say a word. He just smiled back watching me. His eyes scanning my body top to bottom. It was like he was memorizing me. Looking at my body, noting its changes, since he’d last seen it. I took off my sunglasses and set them on the table. He stood up, and walked toward the door of their condo.
I could hear the television through the closed glass doors of our condo. A vision of my poor crispy comatose Ken ran through my head. “I should be in there with him” I thought. “I should walk away right now and lock myself in that condo with the man I adore”.
The sliding glass door of the other condo opened. I turned and looked at him. He looked at me. Goddamn, he was so sexy. I didn’t think anymore. I walked to the door and slowly stepped inside. He followed me in, sliding the door shut. Compared to the sweltering heat outdoors the air conditioning in that condo was like arctic heaven.
He locked the door, smiling at me. My nipples were hard as rocks from the air conditioning and the anticipation of his touch.
“We don’t have to hurry…” he whispered coming toward me. I shuddered at the sound of his voice. “They went to her parents house..”
I shook my head. I didn’t care. I didn’t want to hear why, or where his wonderful kind sweet wife was. I didn’t want to know why we could do the terrible things we were about to do. I loved his wife. I had wished countless times that she were my mother. I adored her! To this day I still do. I loved his daughter. She was then, and still is, one of my best friends! Our families had been intertwined for as long as I could recall. At that moment my mind raced, thinking of the past. All the times I’d eaten diner at their house. The millions of times his wife had been kind to me, when my own mother had neglected me. All these thoughts came to a halt when he pulled me close.
He kissed me. He’d been the first man I’d ever kissed. The only other had been Ken. Lisa’s father kissed me hungrily. As always I felt like he was devouring me like he was a starving man, pawing my body roughly, bruising my lips with his kisses.
The guilt that I had felt before when he touched me wasn’t as prevalent now. Maybe it was the heat, or the drinks? I didn’t care. I hadn’t been fucked since the last time we’d been together on New Years. I wanted him. I loved my boyfriend. The good catholic boy he was very pleased with the active sex life we had, although it was all oral. Ken was sure I was a virgin like him. In fact, everyone was sure I was. Everyone except for Lisa’s father, who’d been fucking me every chance he could for almost a year. By that spring break, it had been three months since the last time we’d been together. All the protest that I had had in our previous encounters was gone. I wanted him. I wanted him so badly.
He smacked my ass hard making me burst out in giddy laughter. “Goddamn” he laughed “Have you been drinking?” I backed towards the door grinning playfully. “Hmm bad girl” he laughed. He grabbed me pushing me forward toward the master bedroom “Get in there!” he said playfully. I slowly walked toward the door turning around beckoning him with my hands. He watched me, standing there breathing calmly. My eyes roamed his body again. His cock was hard in his swim shorts it making an odd bulge. I watched his chest as he walked toward me. The faint muscles in his stomach moved with each step. “Your so sexy Lola” he said biting his lip.
I laid back on the edge of the bed supporting myself with my elbows. I smiled devilishly “Shhh..! Don’t wake my boyfriend!” I whispered. “Damn I’m such a bitch” I thought to myself.
“Have you let him fuck you yet?” Lisa’s father asked. He nodded in the direction of the condo, where my sweet Ken was still passed out. I shook my head no. “Patient guy” he laughed. He slid his hand up my thigh, over my stomach, making me shiver. He slowly kissed me and caressed my skin making me shake.
“I didn’t think you could look anymore like a woman.” he whispered. He pulled my bathing suit top off exposing my white breasts. “I was wrong.” he said, cupping my breasts in his tan hands pushing them together, squeezing them.
To my dismay in the months since he’d first fucked me my body had filled out more. My breast had grown much larger than they’d once been. The small B cups my breasts had been were now D’s.
I reached down rubbing his cock through his swim shorts. He groaned biting gently into my breast. “Please..” I whispered. My hand slipped into the waistband of his swim shorts grabbing his hard cock, squeezing it. He groaned in pleasure. He stood up, pulling his swim shorts off. I marveled at his cock as it sprang out in attention.
He hungrily kissed and licked my stomach, pulling my bathing suit bottoms down. He sucked and bit my nipples, still fondling me. My body was on fire. He ran his tongue down my stomach, past my navel. My breathing growing heavier the further south he went. Finally his lips hit my labia. I whimpered in pleasure biting my tongue to keep from crying out. He hummed quietly with excitement, like he always did.
He put his hands under my hips, holding my ass in his hands. He began to lick and tease my pussy at a torturously slow pace. His tongue ran up and down my pussy lips never using it to relieve the furious ache of my clit. Finally he pushed me apart with his fingers and sucked and licked me furiously. I screamed. I couldn’t help it, it was too intense. His eyes jumped up from my stomach, to my face. Seeing the pleasure I was in he grinned and continued eat my sopping wet pussy. Our eyes met as I began to cum hard on his mouth. I gasped and writhed in pleasure, my legs wrapped around his shoulders. He never let up on his work between my legs extending my orgasm to incredible heights. Finally, still shaking in pleasure, I pulled him up to me by his hair kissing him.
“I love feeling your little cunt cum in my mouth” he whispered, as I kissed his neck. I shook in pleasure his dirty words sending my body into sexual overdrive. I grinned sliding out from under him pushing to my side. He laid on the bed on his back. I was quickly positioned between his legs my mouth immediately on his cock. He cried out in surprise and pleasure. I giggled and slowly pulled his cock from my mouth. I had to tease him a bit. I slowly licked the length of his shaft with my broad flat tongue watching his reaction as I did. I kissed the head of his cock, ever so slowly my mouth wet and hot, and my lips stroking the sensitive curve of his organ. “Hmmm… Lola..” He moaned grabbing my head forcing his cock into my mouth even deeper. I sucked the length of him down my throat quickly. The deep throat action made his entire body clench in delight. I wasn’t done tormenting him. My mouth left his shaft and I began to lick and suck his balls. I gently massaged each one in my mouth with my tongue as I stroked his hard cock. I could feel his heart beating as I moved my hand up and down his cock. He was breathing heavy, grunting sinful words, and thrusting his hips forward, pushing himself deeper into my throat. I sucked and swallowed him greedily. My hands running up and down his thighs, exploring his body. He yanked my head up by my hair roughly. He looked at me. I licked my lips wantonly. He was breathing heavily. His eyes were glassy. His gaze drifted down my neck, to my breasts, that were crushed against the bed. He smiled wickedly and sat up quickly. Using my hair her pulled me to him. I slid my hands over his smooth skin, which was slick with perspiration. He kissed me, biting my lip making me moan in his mouth.
“Lay back” he commanded guiding me back onto the bed.
I lay on my back waiting eagerly for his next move. He straddled my stomach his cock pointing straight at me throbbing and hard. He stroked the sides of my breasts flicking my nipples with his thumbs. I looked up at him quizzically but he responded before I could speak “I’m gonna fuck your nice big tits honey” he murmured. I shivered, He leaned over me licking the flesh in between my breasts wetting it.
I groaned in delight as he put his cock in between my breasts, crushing them against it. His cock was pulsing as he squeezed my breasts tightly around it. I replaced his hands with mine on my breasts. He began to thrust back and forth in between my large mounds. He moaned in pleasure. His eyes starring intensely at his cock, as it went in and out of the tunnel my breasts created.
I was amazed by the intense pleasure of this act. It felt incredible. I licked and sucked the head of his cock as he thrust it toward my mouth. He gasped hoarsely “I like this..” he groaned fucking my tits even faster. I nodded in response my mouth still taking his thrusting cock. “Damn your body is so hot! It makes me crazy!” He kept fucking my breasts, reaching down and pinching my hard nipples. The pain and pleasure, made my body begin to shake in ecstasy. My pussy was tingling with excitement, dripping with arousal. I let out a muted cry of pleasure. He grinned again looking down at me “Hmm you like this too huh little girl?”
“Ugh huh..” I managed to reply.
He stopped thrusting and reached behind his slipping a finger in between my labia “Ready for my cock in you?”
“Yes!” I cried out softly.
“Shh.. you’ll wake Ken” he whispered leaning over and kissing me.
I frowned. I was annoyed, by the fleeting feeling of guilt that quickly passed over me. He slid down my body aligning himself with my pussy.
“Ohh your so wet” he groaned rubbing the head of his cock up and down my slit. He kissed me softly sucking my lip still tormenting me with the head of his cock.
I shook in anticipation. “Please” I whispered.
He smiled at me. “You’re so beautiful” he murmured, his eyes scanning my face. I looked down at his chest. His body was hovering over mine, but joined at the hips. He slowly pushed his cock into me. My arms wrapped around him. I cried out. My hips pushed up toward him. Again, my body was forced to accommodate his size.
I moaned into his chest. My body was shaking hard. He pulled out and thrust into me again much harder. This time the head of his cock bottomed out against my cervix and he groaned in pleasure.
“Damn” he said slowly retreating from within me and plunging back in. My muscles twitched in pleasure as my legs clamped around his hips. I grabbed his ass pushing him deeper into me. I moaned, kissing his neck and chest.
“God you feel so good Lola.” He whispered, licking my neck. I moaned softly in pleasure pushing my hips up against him. He kissed my mouth harder, our tongues caressing violently. His hands left the mattress and traveled to my breast. He licked and bit at them roughly. His hands massaging and squeezing making me shiver. Our eyes once again met briefly “Like this?” he said nodding.
“Yes” I gasped.
He began thrusting into me harder. “I want you to come on my cock little girl!” He panted looking at me. I shivered in pleasure. His voice in my ear, quickly sending thrills through me. He began to pound into me harder making me gasp. Pleasure made my eyes water, and faux tears ran down my cheeks. I grabbed his ass harder. His hips pounding into me viscously.
“Oh” I cried out
“You love it!” He whispered into my ear. “Say it Lo..” I felt the nerves in my body firing. “Come on little girl!” I knew I was about to cum my body quaked.
I moaned.
“Fucking say it!” He said, thrusting himself deeper into me.
“Yes!” I whimpered, trying to gain control over my body. It didn’t work. My body was out of control. I began to spasm. I jerked forward burying my face into his shoulder. I screamed loudly in pleasure as I came. He slammed into me harder fucking me through my orgasm. Plunging in and out of my little hole as it squeezed, and convulsed around him. He growled in ecstasy. His face buried in my hair.
I collapsed back into the bed. He slowed his thrusts allowing my body to rest briefly. We where both covered in sweat. I was still shaking from my orgasm.
He kissed me deeply. “Jesus Christ!” He gasped. “When you fucking cum its like.. like a vice or something on my dick..” I blushed. He kissed me. “You’re going to be one amazing woman,” he whispered.
As he spoke, he started moving in and out of me slowly. I whimpered in pleasure. The sensations almost too much for my young body to take.
He grabbed me tightly rolling us over. Suddenly I was on top of him. I smiled and on shaky trunk muscles slowly sat up. His cock slid deeper into my body. We both groaned. I slowly started to rock my hips causing friction on his cock that was now even deeper in me. His hands went to my breasts, as I began to slide my body up and down his cock. Moving as much as my body would allow. My hands covered his as he massaged my tender breasts. He was grunting and groaning in pleasure. I was moaning softly with each movement. It was incredible. He began thrusting his hips up into me. I worked my body on his cock, moving and grinding against him.
I loved fucking him. My eyes opened. I looked down on my friend’s father. It was man who’d picked us up from girl scouts and taken us to the movies. This was the same man who’s cock was deep in me, whose hands were all over me. This man, the man whose voice had silenced a thousand giggly sleepovers. My mind raced. A man who was lifting me up and down on his cock making me cry out in pleasure and pain. He was all the same man.
He cried out hoarsely. Grabbing my neck, pulling my face down, he kissed me deeply. His hands roamed my body.
“God girl,” he moaned. He grabbed my hips slamming my body harder onto his throbbing cock. I panted in pleasure. My pussy began to tighten around his cock again. Both our bodies were vibrating with pleasure. He squeezed my ass hard as he began to cum. My body exploded in ecstasy and I came again. I felt his cock jerk and spasm within me as he came.
I could feel his cum sliding around in me as I slowly walked across the patio from his condo. I felt guilt return. I could feel his eyes watching me through the windows of the bedroom. You couldn’t see in them very well but I knew he was watching me. Still lying there in the bed, we’d just sinned in.
The sun was setting. It was a beautiful night. I caught my reflection in the window. I looked guilty. “Slut, whore, jezebel!” my mind screamed. “Adulteress, sinner, harlot! You are going to hell! You enjoyed that!” I felt tears begin to form in my eyes.
I heard a noise from my condo. Without thinking, I dove into the pool. I surfaced hoping the chemicals would wash away any evidence of my trespasses.
Ken stumbled out of the condo door. I smiled at him weakly. He was still pretty out of it and covered in antibiotic cream. “Miss me?” he laughed groggily.
I climbed out of the pool at the same time collapsed into one of the chairs. Dripping wet still I sat down with him.
“Yeah” I smiled. He grabbed my waist pulling me closer to him.
“I know you’re mad at me.” He whispered, slipping his hand into my bathing suit bottoms. I gasped and shook violently in fear and arousal. His other hand reached up slipping under my top caressing my breast. Careful not to lean back on his sun burnt body, I sat their frozen. He kissed the back of my neck.
“I promise when this heals up, I will make it up to you.” He whispered slipping his finger into my pussy. I moaned softly. “Hmmm” he whispered. “Your all hot and wet already.”
I was breathless. I couldn’t speak, I was writhing in pleasure as he finger fucked me, but at the same time, I was paralyzed with fear. I knew Lisa’s father could still be watching. Ken’s fingers began to move faster hitting my clit repeatedly. I was shaking in his arms. He pulled at my breast with his other hand.
“God your so hot baby…” he whispered in my ear.
“Honey no wait not here we cant..” I panted as he pawed at my body “Your burns honey.. I.. I.. don’t want to hurt you!” I could feel his cock hard against my ass.
“My dick hurts worse…” he whispered in my ear. I moaned in excitement. I stood up and climbed between his knees.
I momentarily forgetting all the guilt about what I’d done with my friends father. At that moment, it was just Ken and I again. My mouth on his cock, sucking gently careful not to touch his burnt skin. My wet lips moved up and down over his cock.
“Suck that cock baby..” he moaned. He suddenly cried loudly and began to cum in my mouth. Although I was surprised, I still managed to swallow his cum, gulping it down my throat hard. I jerked my head up quickly smiling at him. He grinned at me happily. Then his eyes traveled behind me, his red skin blanched in white.
I turned around quickly. There he was standing there in the doorway of his condo. I became nauseous with shame and fear.
“Come on Lo” Ken said standing up grabbing my arm. “That fucking pervert isn’t ruining our fun this time..” He murmured ushering me to the door.
“I can’t wait!” I laughed, pulling her into a hug.
A moment later we reluctantly broke apart. It would be bad if anyone ever saw us together this way, very bad. Of course, the Tyler’s had a nice tall fence around their yard. They also weren’t all that close to their neighbors’ houses, but you never knew.
“I think we’d better go inside,” Marisa said as she took my hand and directed me to the house. She didn’t pause as we entered. She led me directly to her bedroom.
“Um, Mrs. Tyler,” I said with a shake of my head. “Just so you know, I’ve never actually slept with a woman on a bed.”
“I bet you did it in your car most of the times?” She smiled.
“All but one,” I replied. “That one was in Sandy’s basement. I’m pretty sure her mother caught us because I could have sworn I saw a light at the top of the stairwell somewhere during the middle of it. Besides, she never did like me after that.”
“Well, we’re the only ones here tonight,” Mrs. Tyler said. “We have as long as you can stay to have as much fun as you can stand.”
I reached for her phone without a word and called my house. Marisa watched me with a curious frown. She started to ask a question, but I held my hand up to forestall her.
“Mom,” I said into the receiver. “I’m at Tim’s.”
“She’s doing okay,” I added after hearing my mother’s question. “Actually, that’s why I called. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to sleep in Tim’s room tonight so that she won’t be alone.”
Mrs. Tyler eyebrows rose in surprise, but then she broke into a wide grin. It took me a few minutes to get my mother off the phone and Mrs. Tyler thought it would be fun to tease me. She reached for my cock and started stroking it. Marisa used her other hand to cup my balls.
I desperately tried to remain focused on the phone call, but it wasn’t easy. It became all but impossible when Marisa shifted closer and started rubbing the head of my cock up and down her moist slit. Her face was only inches from mine, and her ‘fuck me’ eyes were now demanding satisfaction.
“Mom!” I cried a little louder than I probably should have. “I’ve got to go. Mrs. Tyler is waiting for me to watch a movie with her.” A moment later I hung up the phone and grabbed Marisa.
“That was so mean!” I laughed as I picked her up and threw her onto her own bed. Mrs. Tyler lay there with open arms. Her legs were also spread invitingly. I met her gaze and groaned. “You eyes are driving me crazy!”
“Are you ready to listen to them?” she asked invitingly.
I moved onto the bed and between her legs as quickly as possible. She stopped me from thrusting into her with one hard stroke and added, “Take your time! I’m wet enough to take you like you want, but wouldn’t it be more fun to really enjoy the feel of my pussy as I take you in?”
“Later!” I cried. “Right now I want you too much!”
“Okay,” she laughed. “If that’s how you want our first time to be then let me shift around.”
I backed up slightly with a frown and watched as she rolled onto her hands and knees. The sight of her ass sticking out sent a shiver through me.
“Right now, you want to take me,” she said. “It’s okay. You can admit it. I don’t know about other women, but I like being taken sometimes. I’m guessing most do.”
“I want you so badly!” I growled.
“Then come here and take me! Ride me as hard as you like!” Mrs. Tyler said as she waved her large ass back and forth enticingly.
Marisa reached behind herself and pulled her ass cheeks apart giving me full access to her swollen pussy. I shook my head in amazement. I was having problems believing that this sexual woman in front of me was Tim’s mother! Yet, in the end, it didn’t matter what I believed. All that mattered was the need somewhere deep inside of me that I could no longer control.
“Yes!” I grunted as I pushed into her pussy with one long, hard stroke. We both cried out. She was soaked and surprisingly tight, but no too tight to take my entire length in.
I thought I’d cum quickly, but I guess my first orgasm helped because it took me almost ten minutes to lose control. Mrs. Tyler came at least twice in that time and we were both sweating profusely as my orgasm neared. I was holding her hips and slamming in and out of her by that time.
“I’m going to cum!” I warned.
Mrs. Tyler pulled away and I groaned as my cock popped free of her pussy, but before I could protest she spun around and took my cock into her mouth. I grabbed her head and let go of the little control I had left. My cum filled her mouth and she swallowed as quickly as she could.
Poor Marisa wouldn’t have been able to pull away if she wanted, but she didn’t want. In fact, Mrs. Tyler grabbed my ass and pulled me as deep into her mouth as I would go!
I didn’t so much lie down on the bed afterward as fall onto the pillow next to Mrs. Tyler. I was able to focus a little while later. Mrs. Tyler was resting her heads on my shoulder. She had tears in her eyes.
“Are you okay?” I asked in surprise.
“I’m fine,” she smiled. “It’s just been such a long time and you were amazing!”
“Me? You were the one that was amazing!” I laughed. “I just did the best I could to keep up!” Marisa joined my laughter despite her blushing slightly.
“You do know that this is a one time thing?” she asked after a while of lying quietly together.
“I doubt it,” I replied. “I expect we’ll be doing this a lot until one of us meets someone else.”
“Meets someone else?” she asked.
“Marisa, you’re feeling old right now, but the bottom line is that you’re a beautiful woman with a great personality. Guys will be knocking down the door to get in line to date you. I’m not naïve enough to think two people like us will end up together in the long run, but can’t we have fun until that happens?”
“You really are much more mature than your years imply,” she said with a shake of her head.
“If you say so,” I shrugged.
“I do,” she laughed. “And if we’re going to be doing this more often I guess I should show you a few things that will not only be enjoyable for both of us, but will also be appreciated by all of the woman you sleep with while searching for your special someone.”
“What kind of things?” I asked.
“Well, how would you like to know almost every woman’s secret, or maybe not so secret, weakness?” she asked. My eyebrows rose in interested and she laughed. “I thought so!”
She lifted her head off my shoulder and sat up. I did the same. The room smelled of our sweat and cum. My cock jumped slightly despite the work out it already received. Mrs. Tyler grinned and shook her head when she noticed, but didn’t comment on my cock’s reaction.
“Have you ever pleasured a woman with your mouth?” she asked a few moments later. I must have made some sort of expression because she quickly added, “Hey! Don’t knock it until you try it! Some guys love the taste of a woman, and even if they don’t they’re smart enough to know what it can do to a woman when done correctly.”
“But…” I began.
“Shush!” she interjected. “I promise, you’ll never have to do anything you don’t like a second time, but tonight you’re going to try a whole bunch of things for the first time. How else will you know what you like and what you don’t?”
“Good point,” I laughed nervously.
I moved between Mrs. Tyler’s legs and got ready to taste my first pussy. I’ll admit my actions were a bit tentatively. I wasn’t sure I was going to like it despite Marisa’s promise that this was most women’s weakness.
Mrs. Tyler had a thick bush of dark hair surrounding her opening. I could make out her swollen lips and the touch of pink at her center. Even before my tongue touched I felt my mouth water slightly. Marisa was already wet and the scent of her filled the room. I paused a moment to enjoy it. My cock started to harden again and I smiled. So far, so good!
I stuck my tongue out and gently brushed Mrs. Tyler’s lower lips. She moaned, obviously very excited. I smiled. I barely tasted her, but I liked the affect on Marisa. I brushed my tongue against her again, only this time a little harder.
“That’s it,” Mrs. Tyler sighed encouragingly. “Don’t be shy. It feels so good!”
I shifted lower and touched my tongue to her opening. I received my first real taste of her juices. I froze for a moment and then grinned as I relaxed. It was an odd taste, but not bad. In fact, I liked it. I liked it a lot!
I grabbed her thighs and drove my tongue into her depths. Marisa gasped as more of her juices flowed into my mouth. Her scent grew stronger, making my dick harden even more. This was my first time pleasuring a woman this way and I was instantly hooked!
I’d like to say that I was good at it from the start, but it wasn’t true. Mrs. Tyler had to explain that I needed to focus on her entire pussy, not just the special place where the delicious nectar came from. She explained about what a clit really was and how it needed to be treated.
I may not have known what to do instinctively, but I’d like to think that I took to it well. I must have done something right because it wasn’t long before Mrs. Tyler cried out and came. I was little surprised when she literally sprayed her juices into my mouth as her orgasm hit. Of course, that didn’t stop me from drinking them down.
“You are delicious!” I sighed when she was done.
“Come up here,” Marisa said, sounding sated. I lifted my head reluctantly and moved up the bed.
“What now?” I asked as my cock slapped against my stomach as I moved. I was obviously excited.
“Well, it’s only fair that I reward you for doing such a good job,” she smiled and then took hold of my cock and directed it to her pussy. I sunk in slowly this time and her mouth fell open as she groaned. Unable to resist, I kissed her. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths for a while before she broke the kiss and used one hand to wipe her face.
“You might want to dry your face before kissing a woman after you make her cum all over it,” she grinned.
“Sorry!” I said in embarrassment as I cleaned my face.
“Don’t be,” she said. “I don’t mind my own taste, but some women don’t like it.”
“So, you’ve tasted yourself before?” I asked, causing her to shake her head.
“What do you think?” she grinned sexily. In answer, I reached between us and made my fingers wet with her juices.
“I think you’re one horny bitch who’ll try anything once!” I laughed, sticking my wet fingers into her mouth. “Twice if you like it!”
Mrs. Tyler didn’t bother responding. She was too busy licking my fingers clean. I started stroking my cock in and out of her. She smiled up at me and kept on sucking my fingers. I pulled them out and made them wet with her juices again. Marisa grabbed my hand and brought my sticky fingers back to her mouth. Her eyes locked with mine as she worked my fingers in and out.
I wet my fingers once more a few minutes later and let her lick them clean again before my threatening orgasm forced me to focus on my own satisfaction. Mrs. Tyler didn’t resist when I picked up the speed of my thrusts and used both hands to prop myself up. In fact, she smiled happily and wrapped her legs around my back.
It wasn’t long before I was slamming into her pretty hard. Marisa raked her nails along my back. It wasn’t hard enough to break the skin, but it certainly let me know how excited she was!
“I’m close! Are you ready?” I asked, fighting my own orgasm.
“Not yet!” she cried. “Slow down and let me catch up with you!”
I groaned, but slowed my pace. It wasn’t easy. I wanted to cum inside of her so badly! She saw my expression and laughed gently.
“Don’t worry,” Marisa said, obviously reading my mind. “You’ll be able to fill me soon. I want it just as much as you do! The only different is that I know it will be better if we orgasm together.”
I nodded and forced my strokes to become slower and longer. She obviously liked the change because she started moaning on each down stroke. I regained control of my pending orgasm.
A few moments later I smiled in satisfaction as I watched Marisa’s face. Her passion was building. More important, I was causing it to do so. Knowing that fact made me feel good. It was one hell of a charge giving pleasure to beautiful woman!
The previous times I had sex were normally rushed. There was usually a real fear of being caught. That was exciting in it’s own way, but it didn’t really let you focus on pleasuring your partner.
This time Mrs. Tyler and I had all night and she obviously planned on getting as much out of it as I did. I didn’t have a problem with that. My smile grew as I realized how much I liked making a woman orgasm!
Don’t get me wrong, I fully planned on cumming as many times as humanly possible during the night, but I was learning just how important and enjoyable it was to take my partner along with me. I promised myself that I was going to learn everything Mrs. Tyler offered to teach me, and I was going to do so by making her orgasm with each new lesson!
“I’m ready,” Marisa said a little later. “You can pick up the pace.” I did and she gasped.
“Feel good?” I smiled knowingly.
“It feels incredible!” she groaned. “Your hard cock fills me perfectly. It stretches me in all the right places!”
“Why Mrs. Tyler, do you like talking dirty during sex?” I grinned.
“Only when someone is fucking me as hard and as deep as you are!” she laughed briefly, but it quickly turned into a groan.
“So, then talk,” I said. She looked up and I saw her eyes flash.
“What do you want me to say?” she asked rhetorically. “Do you want me to tell you that I haven’t been this wet in years? Do you want to hear how your cock is so much bigger than Mr. Tyler’s? I plan on fucking you to exhaustion tonight. Would hearing that be enjoyable?”
“Yes to all the above!” I groaned.
“Good!” she gasped. “Because then you’ll probably love hearing me say that despite the fact that I’m your best friend’s mother and old enough to be your own, I’m the most passionate woman you’ve ever met! And for the rest of the night, I’m all yours!”
“Longer than that!” I growled, causing Marisa to moan. I was slamming into her pussy hard enough for it to hurt a little, but it didn’t seem to bother either one of us.
Mrs. Tyler pulled me down on top of her and kissed my lips feverously. A moment later she bit them and then thrust her tongue deep into my mouth. She was like a wild woman! My weight was crushing the air from her lungs, but she refused to release me.
Eventually I was able to break free and what I saw in her eyes touched a deep animalistic place in me. Her normal ‘fuck me’ look was there, but it was surrounding and enmeshed in a look of pure passion and lust.
“Do you want me to cum now?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“Yes!” she whispered throatily as she grabbed my ass and pulled me as deep as I could go, but I held off.
“Then I want you to play with your clit while I fill you!” I demanded.
Mrs. Tyler didn’t hesitate for a moment. She released my ass and stuck both of her hands between us. Her left hand came back up a moment later. Her fingers were covered in her cum. She sucked them into her mouth with a lust filled grin.
She licked them until they were clean and then switched hands. This time the fingers of her right hand were in her mouth and her left hand was playing with her pussy. I could feel it. In fact, she was getting most of her fluids on her fingers by wrapping them around my cock as I stroked in and out of her.
“You’re supposed to be playing with your clit,” I said. “Not holding my cock.”
“But I like to hold your cock while you’re fucking me,” she argued with a groan. “Besides, it gets my fingers sticky and wet so that I can taste my excitement!”
“You do taste amazing,” I admitted. Marisa smiled and the next time she switched hands she thrust her fingers into my mouth instead of her own. I groaned and licked them clean.
“It’s time!” I growled a few moments later.
“Do it!” Marisa cried in agreement.
I fell forward and kissed Mrs. Tyler passionately. I grabbed hold of her shoulders and held on as I pounded into her pussy. Her legs were wrapped around my waist and I could feel her nails digging into my back as my cum boiled free.
“I can feel it!” Marisa cried in amazement. “I can feel your hot cum filling me!”
“Cum with me!” I demanded.
“Yes!” she nearly screamed as her orgasm took her.
Mrs. Tyler shivered and shook under me for a long time. That was okay because I was having my own problems regaining control of my body. I’d never cum so hard in my entire life!
I rolled off of Marisa and lay there panting uncontrollable. She was in the same shape. It literally took almost five minutes before we had enough control to speak again.
“We have to do that again!” were Mrs. Tyler’s first words.
“Do you think we can?” I asked with a shake of my head. Marisa leaned up just enough for me to see her face.
I looked into her eyes and tilted my head slightly. They no longer had that ‘fuck me’ look. Now they seemed playful. I suddenly realized just how lucky I was having Mrs. Tyler to teach me.
“This really is going to be a long night,” I said with a shake of my head.
“You have no idea!” she laughed. “Before we’re done, you aren’t going to be able to do anything tomorrow but float in the pool as you recover! Me too!”
“Promises, promises,” I joked.
“I always keep my promises,” she replied. I took one look at her and laughed. She frowned and asked, “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” I replied. “I just can’t believe the ‘fuck me’ eyes are back! I thought you’d be exhausted.”
“Hardly!”
I groaned, but it was a happy groan. The rest of that night was going to be one of the best experiences of my life. I just knew it!