I pushed the lacy fabric down over her boobs, exposing all to the cool night air. I worked my hands over those gorgeous orbs, squeezing, kneading, mauling, my fingers quickly found her rubbery nipples and I drew them into my mouth, sucking like a baby.
“Oh god yes, suck them hard, I love my nipples played with.”
Taking her advice, I continued to play with them as my left hand slid downwards between her legs to grasp her throbbing pussy. The tiny G-string was doing very little to cover her pouting snatch, the lips stuck out over the tiny strand of fabric which was now wet with her juices. Mauling the string, I pushed it over her lips as they opened to receive my finger, which edged inside.
God, she was hot and wet. I had this stupid notion that because of all the sex she would be sloppy and loose, but god it was the opposite: she was tight, her pussy walls clutching and grasping wantonly at my finger as it moved in and out, up and down and along her slippery slit.
She wasn’t shy; her hand stroked my erection, roughly squeezing it, her thumb rubbing my urethra as my fingers found that hot spot inside her squelching pussy. “Oh fuck, you filthy bastard, you dirty fucker, oh god that feels so good, don’t stop.”
She gyrated wildly, rubbing her clit against my hand as I slipped first one finger and then another inside her. I lifted her up on her toes as I roughly fucked her pussy with my hand. I was rough and forceful as I drove it up until I could get no more inside her and she jerked, writhed, wriggled, her knees trembling, barely holding her up.
Her free hand curled tightly around my neck, her hot breath on my neck as she panted and mewed noisily, “Oh fuck, I’m close darling I’m fucking close, I’m going to come… keep doing that… yes… faster… harder… fuck me, fuck me… oh god, yes.”
Her body went soft and floppy in my arms as she came in a violent shuddering orgasm.
I removed my hand from her slippery gash, raising it to my mouth to lick her juices, and she joined me, licking and sucking, kissing, biting. “Damn, I’m ready for bed!” she gushed. “I need that beautiful cock inside me now.”
Not one to deny a pretty woman, I knelt and slipped her sodden G-string down her sinuous legs. As I stood, I raised them to my nose and inhaled deeply, smelling her juicy earthy pussy.
She left her stockings on as we climbed onto the bed, and as I ran my hands over her body, she stroked my cock. I went to kiss my way down to her pussy but she gripped me tightly. “No… I need you inside me now, you can do that later, right now I want to be fucked.”
She reached over to her night stand and pulled out a condom. I smiled; this would be the first time I had worn one of those since Annie and I started dating….
At that moment, the thought of Annie burst into my mind and I realised she was probably doing something similar right at that moment. She was probably cooing in Joe’s ear as he fucked her.
Strangely, my cock softened. I could feel it, and I think Allison realised as well, because she quickly slipped her lips over my cock and sucked it hard before slipping the latex sheath over it.
Inside her hot steamy pussy, I began to fuck her. She raised her legs up over my waist, her ankles tangling together as she held on tightly.
In and out I thrust, building pressure and pace. Deeper and deeper I thrust, pushing her down into the spongy mattress.
It got hot quickly, her fingernails gripping my shoulders, her hips thrusting back against me as hard, and as I banged her, she fucked me back and we were on the midnight express to cum city.
I think the condom helped me; the slight loss of sensation kept me on the job until her orgasm charged through her body; she shuddered and jerked violently as her whole body exploded.
Her crushing pussy, sucked the cum from my balls, filling the rubber in an enormous eruption.
Afterwards, we lay together in that post coital bliss, our bodies slowly recovering from the energy-sapping fuck.
She whispered softly, “I’m glad you decided to stay; what changed your mind?”
“You did. God, you are a very beautiful woman, and once you kissed me, that was it. I was trapped.”
She kissed me again. “Well, I’m glad you stayed, that was wonderful. I hope you have a little energy left, though!”
I smiled. “God, I hope so as well.”
Her fingers toyed with my sticky cock as it swelled a little under her touch, “Why did you get that sad look on your face when I went to put the condom on?”
Deciding honesty was the best policy, I explained, “Allison, this is the first time since Annie and I married twenty two years ago that I have so much as kissed another woman; we have been totally monogamous. When you went to put it on I got a mental flash that she was probably doing the same thing, and it scared me.”
She kissed me sweetly, her lips gliding across mine in a seductive smooth swish. “Honey, we all go through that the first time. I remember the first time Laurence and I did this. I was so scared; every woman there was so much prettier than me.”
I interrupted, “OH bullshit, you are gorgeous; I bet it was the other way around.”
She smiled. “Thank you, darling, but we women have the same fears you do. I have never considered myself pretty. Over the years I have come to understand that men find me sexually attractive, but when I look in the mirror I don’t see why.”
I hugged her tightly, realising she wasn’t fishing for compliments, she honestly felt that. “Allison, you need never fear that; you are a truly remarkable woman. You are everything most women crave to be: sexy and alluring, seductive and sensuous. You, my dear, are nothing but a delight.”
She smiled, kissed me and whispered, “Thank you.”
I took the opportunity to roll her on her back and dive head first between her legs to lap greedily at her pouty swollen pussy. Normally, I am reluctant to do it after fucking, but because of the rubber there was no mess to clean up, just her sticky juicy cum, and she tasted good.
The night was full of sex. I decided I wouldn’t stay the night, but leave so I would be home when Annie got there. God only knew how long she would be.
I was at home and showered, checking my watch; it was already three AM and she wasn’t home yet. I considered calling her, but thought better of it. She might think I was interfering with her night.
I climbed into bed, my mind swirling crazily. I don’t care who you are, in a situation like this you wonder; is the other guy bigger? Better? Have I lost her, and as the thoughts raced around my head, I got more and more anxious. It took ages before I fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was with a start. It took me a while to figure out why I was alone in bed. The sun shone through the bedroom window and I quickly grabbed my phone to check for messages and the time. It was already nine AM. I climbed out of bed and headed for the kitchen for coffee and toast.
I wandered out to the deck to try and get my head together. I had finished when I heard a car in the driveway. I jumped up and rushed to the front of the house to see Joe pulling out and Annie walking in looking a little sheepish.