“Guess that felt good,” I said with a smile. “Thank you for the present.”
“Give me a minute,” she panted. “I know what you want. I just need a second to catch my breath.”
I held her and stroked her back, letting her rest a moment. She soon shifted her feet so she was on her knees again. She lifted herself up off my lap and then down again, this time letting my hard shaft slide easily into her sopping wet pussy. She pushed herself up and looked at me, staring in my eyes as she started to lift and lower herself.
“Ohhhhh. Yessssss,” I breathed as she slowly lifted and lowered her pussy along my shaft. I could feel her body still occasionally spasming around me, her body not quite done climaxing now that it was being stimulated again. She held my shoulders and stared into my eyes, looking for what I don’t know, but she kept sliding up and down on me, watching my face. I let my hands move to her big soft tits, cupping each one and gently teasing her nipples. “Oh that feels good,” I whispered.
“I’m glad,” she whispered back, looking almost determined as she moved a little faster up and down. “Are you really turned on now?”
“Oh hell yes,” I answered honestly. Surprisingly,she lifted herself and pulled off my dick. She backed off the recliner and then held a hand out for me. She stepped back when I took her hand and she pulled me down the hall. Where are we going?” I asked her as she pulled me along walking backwards.
“You’ll see,” she said as she stopped at the workout room door and pushed it open. She turned on the light and then pulled me into the room. “You’re going to get to do what you wanted to do before.”
“What I wanted to do before?” I asked a little confused.
She let go of my hand and stepped to the bike. She stepped on the pedals and then started to slowly ride the bike. She pushed her ass out towards me as I stood behind her. “I saw what you did,” she said. “In the reflection of the TV screen. I saw you stroking your cock, wanting to fuck me while I did this. Well, here’s your chance,” she said, wiggling her butt side to side exaggeratedly.
“You saw me? You’re not mad?”
“For what? Getting carried away and stroking your dick in front of my friend? Trust me, she didn’t look like she minded, so I’m going to let it slide. Now, if you wanna fuck me until you come, I’m ready. You don’t have to wait to make me come. I’ve already come more than enough for a little while.”
I didn’t have to be asked twice. I stepped behind her and moved so my legs were spread over the back of the machine, my balls resting on the seat and my dick sticking up towards her. I held my cock with one hand and used the other on her hip to guide her down towards me. “Ohhhhhhh,” I groaned as she pushed herself down my shaft. She started to ride the bike again, her pedaling moving her up and down my shaft. In and out my cock slipped, feeling her body shift and squeeze me as she pedaled. Her pussy, tighter than it had been with her legs spread in the recliner, stroked my shaft in all the right places, including that really sensitive spot under my head. “Oh damn. I’m going to come,” I groaned as my excited dick went into overdrive.
“Good. Come for me sweetie. Come for me like you made me come for you.”
My back arched and I pushed into her as she slid back, and then let her slide part way off of me again. Time and again I arched and shoved into her until that point of no return hit. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me as I drove myself up into her. I felt my cock surging and pumping into her, filling her with cum I didn’t think I had in me. She held herself just barely off the seat so she didn’t hurt me, letting my jerking and twitching cock empty itself into her. “Ohhh damn,” I groaned as my body slowly recovered.
She pulled off my now softening cock and then climbed off the bike. She took my hand and walked me back to the family room. She pushed me into the recliner and climbed in with me, practically laying on top of me as she reached for the button to recline us. The recliner motored back until we were laying more than sitting. She shifted herself so she was laying with her head on my shoulder, her soft tits pressed to my body and her pussy pressed against my left thigh. I let my arm close around her and pulled her tightly to me. “Thank you,” I whispered.
“You’re welcome,” was all she said as we lay that way, watching the game until it was time for bed. We both went to bed naked, not worried about sex, but just snuggling, feeling more closely bonded to her than I had in years. I hoped she felt the same way.