I came just as my piss ran out, this time he had my squirt to deal with. It must have excited him too, within seconds I felt his ejaculate spray up my back. I remained where I was. My body was too fucked up to move. Eventually I had to ask for his support and get off of him and out the bath. Looking down on him I watched as he carried on rubbing my piss and cum into his body like a lotion. “Wow!” I thought. “He doesn’t just like it, he fucking loves it.”
I stood there watching until he finally got out the bath and wrapping his arms around my waist he pulled me to him and kissed me so ardently I thought we were going to fuck again. I liked the taste of my piss and cum on his tongue. It made my skin shiver and I searched his mouth for more and was really getting into it but his sensibilities got the better of him and he got back in the shower. I stepped back in the bath and sat on the edge. I considered everything that had happened and I didn’t regret a thing.
Shane got himself ready whilst I showered myself clean and by the time I entered the bedroom he was all ready to go down and do what he had to do. I’d already decided while I was in the shower that I was going to attend this dinner as respectable as I could. I know longer needed to tease and flirt with him or anybody else, the one thing I didn’t need was him coming back to the room all fed up and angry. We both knew where this night was going to end up and I couldn’t wait. I decided to wear my longest dress, it fell just below my knees, which is long for me, and didn’t show any cleavage whatsoever, I could do nothing to hide my big tits. I stayed with my heels and underneath I still wore my stockings and thong. This was about as respectable as I could get with the clothing I’d brought.
Shane finally came up to escort me down. I could see him looking at me in the lift. “What’s wrong honey?” I asked. “Am I not suitably dressed?”
“No mum, it’s not that. I just expected you to be wearing a bit more, shall we say risqué.”
“Oh darling, I am. But that’s just for you; you’ll see when we come back up.”
To cut a long story short, the dinner went as well as could be expected. Went on a bit long for my taste, but that could just be my impatience. All my thoughts were on getting Shane back upstairs and carrying on where we left off. It seems Shane’s were too. We were the first people to leave and as we said our goodbyes to everyone we were making our way to the lift. I was so tempted to grab his butt as he was slightly in front of me, but that would have caused a real fuss.
The lift took an awfully long time to arrive. It must have been up the top at the penthouse. I had visions of Shane’s boss entertaining some skinny escort. Before I knew it I was laughing myself silly. As we waited I tried in short gasps to explain to Shane what I’d envisaged. Soon we were both giggling like kids.
I looked up and the lift was finally on the way down. I was holding on to Shane’s arm like my life depended on it. Oh, I knew he wasn’t going anywhere; I was just so desperate to get him inside of me I could barely stand still.
When the lift finally arrived I was relieved to see it empty, but before I could take a step, Shane literally dragged me inside. Somehow he managed to push the button to our floor before we’d even fully got in; as soon as the doors slid shut he had me pressed up against the back of the lift, his mouth attached to mine, his tongue hungrily searching my mouth and his hand underneath my dress. Fuck, I loved that. The urgency in him was matching my own and I soon started palming his fat cock. I don’t know how long he’d been hard, but he was sure hard now. I hoped we wouldn’t be interrupted until we reached our floor as I was enjoying this so much. Luckily for us we weren’t.
Shane had the sense of mind to keep one eye on the floor indicator and as soon as we reached our floor he pulled himself away and straightened himself out. Stepping out the lift we both looked up and down and could see as I suspected that it was devoid of other guests. They were still downstairs enjoying the free booze. I didn’t need booze. Not tonight. Shane had everything I needed.
There was an urgency in Shane I hadn’t seen before, I had to hold his wrist so he could get the key card in the door he was shaking that much. I couldn’t wait to let him let that urgency out on me. It reminded me so much of when Richard comes round. He wouldn’t be in the door two seconds before he’d have me bent over and his fat long cock embedded inside me. I love that feeling. But it also made me think about having the two together. Do I mention it now? Will it spoil what’s about to happen? He obviously knew how nasty I was, I wouldn’t be fucking my own son if I wasn’t. Plus the piss games we’d played with earlier. Fucking two guys at once seemed pretty tame to me. But what would he think? Would jealousy raise its ugly head and ruin what we had just started. I decided to wait until we were in the midst of our first fuck to ask him, he would be too far gone to say too much and I knew I could paint a nice lurid picture for him.
While these thoughts were flashing through my mind, Shane had me in the door, he back heeled it shut and had I pressed up against it. His big hands were up underneath my dress and were pulling my thong from between my butt cheeks. His left hand was firmly placed on the small of my back, pulling me against his hard rod and his right was kneading my left breast. His mouth was firmly latched onto mine as he thrust his tongue inside. Fuck, I love a man that loses control.
As I ground my hot cunt against him I was desperately trying to undo his neck tie. I was getting as frantic as he was. I wanted so much to feel his cock inside me, but I needed to slow it down a little before he ripped my dress right off my body. I gently pushed against his chest and separated our spit coated lips.
“Baby, slow down; I’m not going anywhere. We have all night now. No more disturbances. We can take our time and still get there with time to do a whole lot more.” he nodded sheepishly and backed away and started undoing the buttons on his shirt. I looked down; his cock was poking obscenely in his dress pants, a clear sign of how needy he was. I unbuttoned my dress and let it fall to the floor, followed by myself as I dropped to my knees. I deftly undid his fly and wormed my hand inside his boxers until my fist was wrapped around his hard rod. I squeezed and twisted it as I watched his hands shakily undo his belt and top button. I had to remove my hand whilst he pushed his boxers down, but as soon as that was done that lovely big cock was in my mouth.
I sucked hard on his throbbing helmet, savouring the juice oozing out onto my tongue. I held him firmly in my right fist and brought my left up to cradle his big hairy balls gently scratching his scrotum with my long red nails. I stifled a giggle as his body shook with my ministrations and I just knew that soon he would be shooting the first load of this night down into my hungry gullet.