An adult stories – Valerie & Sean 02 by AlexJensen,AlexJensen Again, many thanks to kenjisato for his gracious assistance with proofreading. Any errors which remain, are my doing and not his.
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Having not heard from Sean since Thursday, three days ago, Valerie decided that she would take it upon herself to make contact, and hopefully get them back in each other’s arms. She had been extremely aroused since their first ‘get-together’ at her house, and was aching to again ‘reconnect’ with Sean.
It was Sunday afternoon, and Valerie decided to bring a DeWalt, half-inch, hammer-drill to Sean, to see if this was the tool he said he wanted to borrow from her garage … and forgot to look for and take. She really didn’t know what tool he had in mind, if any (perhaps, Sean’s coming over, to borrow a tool, was just an excuse and all he really wanted was to make love to Valerie), but she figured this was as good a tool as any, to get them back in touch with each other. Her late husband had a large garage, full of tools, and she had very limited use for most of them, two years after he died from cancer. She did, however, want to have a reason for showing up at Sean’s house and not to be ’empty-handed’ and appear as though she was there for no particular reason (other than secretly hoping to be fucked), especially if she ended up interacting with Sean’s kids, whom she did not know.
Valerie put on a light blue, sexy bra that displayed her generous, natural boobs just right, and a tan miniskirt with a fitted, medium-blue, floral pattern, short-sleeved, button-up blouse.
After her last escapade with Sean, Valerie had made an appointment for a Brazilian wax at a nearby salon, as she was feeling the need ‘to clean things up’ down there, in case he wasn’t into hairy pussies. She always trimmed her dark, reddish-brown bush as a matter of self-care, but hadn’t had it waxed in twenty-plus years. She forgot how bad waxing hurt, but kept telling herself it would be worth it.
Valerie rang the doorbell of Sean’s home. They lived in a neighborhood of large, five- to ten-acre lots, and his home was six houses from hers. There was a long, disappointing wait and then finally, after her second ring, as she was about to turn and leave, the door was opened by a young, handsome boy who introduced himself as Trevor. He kindly, but matter-of-factly, asked what he could do for her.
She told Trevor her name was Valerie, and that she was wondering if his dad was home. She hoped that she had assumed correctly, that Trevor was Sean’s son. Seeing that his eyes were locked on the cased tool Valerie was carrying, she offered, “Oh, I brought your dad a tool from my house that he had mentioned he wanted to borrow.”
Trevor said, “Come in, my dad is down the hall. I’ll show you where he is.”
She followed Trevor into the home and saw that a young woman was reclining on the couch, in the family room, watching TV. Valerie introduced herself and the young lady said that her name was Christina. Valerie explained to Christina that she had stopped by to talk to her father and wouldn’t be there for more than a few minutes, not wanting to intrude in the kids’ home on a Sunday afternoon.
Christina immediately liked Valerie, thinking she was pretty and considerate, and said, “Okay, it’s nice to meet you and thank you … for coming over.” She had almost said, “… thank you … for coming over to see my dad,” but changed her statement ‘on the fly’.
Her dad had never had a female friend over to the house and her mom had been absent since Christina was really young, maybe five years old. She barely remembered her mother with whom Trevor and Christina had no relationship after she left their home. Christina sometimes worried about her dad and his lack of companionship from a supportive, loving woman. She often wished that he had someone special in his life because she knew that he deserved it. He had been a devoted, single dad to herself and her younger brother since they were both very young.
Wanting to hurry along, Trevor said to Valerie, “Come on. I will show you where my dad is.”
Christina watched Valerie walk away, paying attention to her large breasts, accentuated by her cute, fitted shirt and smaller waist; her small, but bubbly ass; and her smooth, toned legs, all of which were impressive to Christina for an ‘older’ woman. Many teenagers think a 30-year-old woman is ‘older’ and a 50-year-old, which Valerie was, may be ‘ancient’ in some teenager’s minds. Christina though mistakenly judged Valerie to be 30 to 35 years old with Valerie’s great looks.
Christina smiled for her dad’s sake, having an attractive female guest over to the house.
When Trevor got to the guest bedroom, between his room and the master, he turned and entered the room and said, “Dad, you have a neighbor here.”
Sean continued painting, thinking that Jim or Andy or Chris, his immediate male neighbors, must have dropped in to see what he was up to, and chat. Sean was repainting their guest bedroom and was wearing an older, black, concert T-shirt and a pair of ratty, denim work shorts, together with flip-flops. His mouth dropped open in pleasant surprise to see Valerie walk into the room. She looked beautiful to him.
Valerie said, “Hi there…” and refrained from finishing her greeting with ‘big guy’, thinking of the size of his cock, which she could not get out of her mind and had lustfully desired for the past three days.
Sean responded, “Hi … how are you?” He wanted to say, “Hi gorgeous. How are you?” But didn’t for the same reason that Valerie didn’t greet him with, “Hi there big guy”, because Sean’s son, Trevor, was still present.
Valerie said, “I’m … good … I brought you a tool.”
They were both a little ‘tripped up’ being back together, after what they had done three days ago, and now being in Sean’s home, with his children in the house and nearby.
Sean asked, “A tool?” At which point, Trevor turned and said he was going to watch TV with Christina and left the room.
Valerie said, “A half-inch, hammer-drill…just in case you need it. I noticed when you came over to my house the other day to borrow a tool, you left empty-handed.”
She lustfully thought to herself that his hands were not the only thing that were empty when he left, thinking of how his extra-large cock had deposited what seemed like a half-cup of its love juice in her pussy and on her ass. The thought of her having the power to make Sean hard, and to make his cock ‘blow its load’, in a fit of passion over her, made her squirm and want to touch herself, but she refrained from doing so, with Sean’s kids being in the house and not wanting Sean to think that she was a complete nympho– which, she ordinarily wasn’t, but suddenly felt like she was. Mostly, she just felt like she had allowed herself to become very sexually neglected for too many years, and after having made love with Sean seventy-two hours ago, she was going crazy wanting him to screw her … again and again. She wondered, “Had she become a nympho in Sean’s hands? After only one tryst?”
While Sean and Valerie were visiting, and Sean continued to roll the small amount of remaining paint he had poured into his tray, onto the wall he was working on, Christina decided to tell Trevor that they should go out for burgers and shakes. She wanted to give her dad some ‘alone time’ with the only woman who had ever come over to their house to pay him a visit. Besides, she thought, it was almost 4:00pm, and they would be wanting dinner soon enough. Trevor agreed, and said that he would get his shoes on.
Christina did the same and asked her dad from the hallway, partly thinking (hoping?) in her naughty, adolescent mind that her dad and the pretty, neighbor lady may already ‘be doing the dirty’, if it was okay if she took the car to In-N-Out Burger. She said that she was going to take Trevor out for dinner. Sean said that would be fine and came into the hallway, indicating he was going to get some money for them from his wallet in his bedroom. Christina followed him into the bedroom and quietly told her dad that she liked Valerie. She winked at her dad with a devious smile and a sparkle in her eye and assured him, “We won’t be home before six, Dad.”
He said, “Okay…” knowing his daughter was being a bit devious and told her to be careful driving. He gave her two, twenty-dollar bills and said that she could keep the change for taking her brother along for the outing.
Before leaving, Christina whispered, “Dad, you should try to kiss her. She seems interested,” and she left the room, hollering, “Trevor, let’s go.”
Christina and Trevor got into their father’s Toyota Camry and Christina carefully backed it out of the garage. She was 17-and-a-half, and an excellent driver for her age. Her dad had done a good job with her, instilling solid skills and confidence.
They drove down the long driveway through their open, front gate and onto the county road on which they lived, several miles out of town. It was a fifteen- to twenty-minute drive from their house to the restaurant, and while she didn’t particularly particularly relish spending a lot of time with her 14-year-old brother, she did want to afford her dad some privacy and hoped, for his sake, that something good would come of it. The thought of her dad possibly kissing Valerie, and being kissed, made her oddly happy.
After the kids had backed out of the garage, and Sean, through the bedroom window, saw the car turning onto the county road at the front of their property, he announced, “Well, they are going out for an hour and a half or two, and … my daughter likes you.”
A second later, unable to restrain herself a moment longer, Valerie was ‘all over’ Sean. She wrapped her arms around him and grabbed his ass through his jean shorts, and immediately started aggressively kissing him on the lips (something they had not done the first time they were together), and within a few seconds, she opened her mouth and pushed her tongue against his lips, which parted allowing her to enter his mouth.
Although they had had incredibly passionate sex three days ago, they had not allowed themselves to kiss each other on the mouth. While kissing was often the first thing a young couple did, right after holding hands; Valerie and Sean, being older and having families of their own, understood that kissing each other on the lips, was really one of the most-intimate, personal things that they could do. For them, bringing their children into some kind of involuntary relationship with Sean’s and Valerie’s mutual decision for each other, to have a significant, continued relationship, made kissing of the utmost significance.
Valerie pushed her chest and pelvis against Sean, not wanting there to be any space between them, and slid her hands into the back of his shorts and into his briefs, to hold his solid, cute ass directly. She could feel the large, hard ridge that had quickly formed in the front of his pants against her, and began grinding her crotch on his thigh in sexual desperation, as they kissed and deeply inserted their tongues into each other’s mouths. She moved her right hand to the front of his pants, while the other one was still grabbing his cheek. She slid her hand under his short’s waistband and into his boxers, and was immediately met with the huge, rimmed head of Sean’s erect penis.
She took hold of his thick shaft and whispered in his ear, “I have been hot-and-bothered for three days, obsessing about how badly I want you.”
Sean responded, “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you, either.”
Sean’s hand slid down from the small of Valerie’s back, holding her tightly through her shirt, to her hips and ass, and then past the hem of her miniskirt to the backs of her smooth, soft but firm upper legs, and then back up toward her ass, under her skirt. Being under, and in her skirt with his large, strong hands, Valerie began to ‘purr’ with sexual anticipation, wanting her vagina to again be plowed into by Sean’s thick, long cock.
To Sean’s amazement, Valerie’s perfectly plump cheeks were bare, and he thought to himself, “This gorgeous woman is either wearing a tiny thong or nothing at all under her cute little skirt.” Wanting to know, he moved his fingertips toward her crack and felt nothing but her smooth, soft skin.
Sean playfully asked, “No undies today? Are you washing everything you own this afternoon?”
Valerie responded with a mischievous smile, “No, I have lots of panties, and all sorts of fun stuff to show you, but I didn’t feel like wearing them this afternoon.”
“I see” and he smiled and winked before running his finger down her crack towards her bumhole. Upon arriving, he made little circles around her anus, which elicited a clear, vocal response from Valerie indicative of pleasure.
She was, in fact, extremely stimulated with his fingertip being in close proximity of her tight, little anus and tightened her grasp on his hard cock in response, whispering in his ear, “Oh my God, Sean,” as she flared her ass back wanting him to penetrate her.
She had wanted anal play for what seemed like forever, but her husband had never been willing. He subscribed to the idea that the vagina was an ‘in-hole’ and the anus was dirty and only an ‘out-hole’.
While she knew that this was, in theory, correct; she also knew that many people derived pleasure having their ‘out-hole’ penetrated by an appropriate toy, a partner’s finger, and even a well-lubed, reasonably-sized penis. The thought of Sean’s extra-large cock entering her tight anus was out of the question, and she trusted that he would not try to do so, based on how he had so thoughtfully made love to her three days ago for the first time. She did not, however, object at all to him teasing her and even penetrating her with a fingertip or something else similarly sized.
Sean’s circles around the rim of Valerie’s anus became smaller and smaller, as he ‘closed in’ on her.
Valerie suddenly said, “Sean, can we pause for just a second. I want to resume exactly where we are but need to get some lube from my purse.”
She had brought a tiny little purse with her, which she had set down on the floor, in the guest bedroom, alongside the cased, hammer-drill. She took a few steps to her purse, bent over at the waist to pick it up (giving Sean a delightful, although-too-quick ‘beaver shot’), and removed a larger tube of personal lube, which looked as though it shouldn’t fit in her tiny purse. She squeezed a sizable glob of thick gel lube on her fingertips and put her hand under the front of skirt, spreading her legs, while she applied the lube where she wanted it, all with a beautiful smile on her face and a twinkle in her eyes.
Sean thought to himself, that he had never been with a woman with such a loose sense of privacy. He thought that this gorgeous lady could probably take a crap and wipe herself in his immediate presence, with a smile on her face, and look beautiful doing it. He was deeply intrigued by her.
Sean used the opportunity to strip down, dropping his shorts and underwear and removing his shirt.
Valerie watched him undress and was mesmerized, seeing his nude body again. His wide shoulders, muscular arms, his strong back and chest were all exactly what she would want from her man. Not to mention his muscular legs, and perfectly proportioned ass (not too flat and not too fat) and his delightful, circumcised penis with its thick shaft and well-defined, rimmed head. The size of his penis remained incredible to her, but she knew, after being with him three days ago, that she could take him (and had consequently fixated on being screwed by him again-and-again ever since).
With Sean being already completely naked, looking like an idealized, white marble, Greek statue (with an extra large penis rather than the small ones which were featured on the historical statues), Valerie untucked and unbuttoned her cute, blue, print shirt and took it off, revealing her large, gorgeous breasts in a sexy, light-blue, C-cup bra which further enhanced and supported them, like fine chocolates in a presentation box.
Sean couldn’t believe this was happening to him for a second time in just a few days. Being busy, and devoted to his children, he had not been involved in a sexual relationship of any significance since his wife left a dozen years ago.
Shirtless, with just a bra and miniskirt on, Valerie again tightly embraced Sean’s now-nude body and asked, “Would you please resume where we left off?”
Sean carefully walked, with Valerie clinging to his nude body, to the nearby queen-size guest bed, and pulled the comforter, blanket, and top sheet back.
Valerie sensually said, “Ohhh yesss,” wanting to be bedded down, and again taken by Sean.
Still standing at the edge of the bed, they kissed on the lips, and again, began French kissing as they pulled each other tight. Sean placed his hands on the back of Valerie’s legs, and again came up under her skirt to grab her fine butt, which elicited an involuntary, “Oh Sean … ooh … I want you in my ass,” as she firmly took hold of his shaft.
While most guys would take this as an invitation to attempt to put their hard cock in their lady’s tight bumhole, Sean knew better.
He responded, “Alright, baby. Let me know if everything is okay,” and placed his right index finger on her anus, which now was coated in slippery, thick gel and with his other fingertips, teased the nerve-loaded area immediately surrounding her small, tight opening, preparing her to grant him entrance into her most private place.
After a minute of teasing, she began rhythmically moving her pelvis, wanting to feel him in her anus. She said, “Sean, I’m ready.”
Having heard her, he pushed his lubed fingertip against her, and slid it into her, up to his first knuckle.
Doing so, elicited another involuntary, “Oh my God,” from Valerie, as she closed her eyes and shuddered with electric energy coursing through her body.
Sean moved his fingertip in small circles inside her, and pumped his finger a half inch, in and out of her ass. After a minute, she pushed back against him, wanting a little more. His index finger was now inside her two inches, to his second knuckle. He extended his thumb towards her engorged clit, and started rubbing it.
This sent Valerie into theatrics saying, “Oh Sean, Oh Sean, ohh…” as Sean started pumping his index finger in and out of her anus, with his thumb applying pressure to and rubbing her clit. After another thirty seconds, Sean sank his entire thumb into her wet pussy and began fingerfucking both of her openings. This sent Valerie into orbit saying, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, you’re sooo good,” as she shuddered and writhed in ecstasy, with her head thrown back and her tits pushed forward. Sean was cupping her large, right breast through her bra with his available left hand, which had been freely perusing her body.
Valerie suddenly lost emotional control and began profusely crying, questioning, “Why did I have to wait? …Why did I have to wait so long to have my needs met?”
Sean listened to her and offered no answer other than, “It’s okay. I’m here, baby. It’s okay.”
A question like Valerie’s would send many guys into an ‘uncontrolled tailspin’, not knowing how to deal with a woman’s emotions while having sex with her, or even worse, taking her questions personally. Sean, though, confidently knew he was being and doing exactly what Valerie presently needed. He knew that her history, other than the past three days, had nothing to do with him. He just wanted to become a significant part of her life going forward, and to assist her in having all of her needs and desires met, to the extent that she would allow, and wanted him to do so.
Having her eyes and cheeks wet with tears, with Sean’s thumb buried in her pussy and his index finger in her ass, Valerie closed her eyes and imagined two penises, filled with desire for her, taking her from the front and the back. In addition, she was stroking the largest penis of the three in her hand and she, momentarily, secretly desired, a fourth, large, hard penis in her mouth, as she stroked her lover with her hand, and raised and lowered herself on the two ‘penises’ that were devouring her pussy and ass.
She shuddered as a wave of orgasm came over her, and cried out, “Oh fuck, … fuck, … fuck me harder!” Sean responded by inserting more of his fingers into her, and she cried out, “Ooh, oh my, oh, oh, fuck, ooh, fuck,” as a second wave of orgasm came over her. She had never experienced an anal penetration orgasm, or two orgasms in quick succession, before. She was amazed at the incredible intensity of these orgasms, which left her, momentarily, without inhibition or self-control.
A minute later, she opened her eyes and was glad to see that it was just her and her sexually magical, delightful new boyfriend, Sean. She thought to herself, that he was a one-man orgy for her, able to meet all her needs single-handedly. Well, not actually single-handedly, but with both of his hands, his lips, and his magnificent penis, which she suddenly felt guilty for neglecting.
She thought to herself that this man has patiently waited to have his needs met, while he has pleasured me to the point of two orgasms already. She was awestruck with him and beginning to feel possessive, knowing that he was the best thing that had happened to her in a long time, if not forever, other than having and raising her kids.
Valerie said, “Sean, while this has been beyond delightful, I need your big cock back inside me. I have been obsessing about it for three day, and I’m not going to leave until you fuck my pussy hard and your cock hurls it’s load. I want to see your breathing stop, and your heart miss a beat, as you grimace and close your eyes and arch your back and push your pelvis forward and your penis throbs, launching its warm, thick cum all over me.”
Sean smiled and said, “Oh, that sounds really good! I was starting to wonder if I was going to get the opportunity?”
Valerie responded, “I’m sorry, I will make it up to you. I promise.”
Sean loved that while Valerie had a ‘presentable and proper’ side, she was aggressive and ‘crazy’ when it came to sex. She spoke her mind, used explicit language in private, and told him exactly what she wanted, and saw to it that he was also taken care of. Sean felt that although they had only been together twice, Valerie was a woman that he could imagine being in a significant, long-term relationship with.
Sean said, “Let’s take a break for a minute and reconvene ‘in sixty’.” He told Valerie that she could use the guest bathroom connected to the bedroom they were in, and he would use his bathroom, down the hall.
Sean walked toward the bedroom door and down the hall to his bedroom with a thick, tall erection and what Valerie thought was one of the cutest asses she had ever laid her eyes on. Valerie, with ‘sexy eyes’, said, “Don’t be long. My pussy wants you bad.”
They both washed their hands, peed, wiped off and washed their hands again. Sean then walked down the hallway, nude, back to the guest room where Valerie was behind the closed bedroom door. He knocked, and she said, “Come in.”
She stood naked between the door and the bed and, she looked gorgeous to Sean. He noticed now that her former, trimmed reddish brown pubic hair was absent and thought her bare vagina was beautiful with its darker, thin, inner lips slightly protruding from her round, full outer lips. She looked juicy and ripe for Sean’s taking and his penis immediately became erect again, seeing her naked and wanting to enter her body. She was gorgeous and she was clearly his to be fucked.
Valerie was thrilled to see Sean’s penis transition from its flaccid state to fully hard, standing tall and thick with just the view of her naked body. She felt sexually desired and beautiful, seeing the lustful look in Sean’s eyes and knowing that she awakened the true man inside him which was going to now proceed ‘to fuck her brains out’ with his huge tool.
Valerie said, “Sean, come and take me. I want you to fuck me with everything you have and cum all over me. I need you to fill me up if I’m going to have to wait another three or more days to be with you.”
Sean asked, “Do you want to sit on the bed facing me or bend over with your hands on the bed facing away?”
Valerie said, “Last time we were together, you took me from behind. Today, I want to watch you and see how your eyes and your cock react to me and … I want to kiss you.”
She sat on the bed and lay down on her back, with her legs slightly spread, to receive Sean. As Sean approached the bed, he suddenly dipped down and kissed her pussy, which made her further spread her legs and involuntarily turn and raise her pelvis, wanting to feed herself to him.
He commented, “You look so gorgeous and inviting,” and wondered to himself, if he should have done something about his pubic hair. With her legs spread further, he licked her slit from its back, just in front of her cute, dark pink anus to her hooded, engorged clit.
Valerie cried out, “Oh my, Sean!” as he began ‘nursing’ her clit with his lips and tongue, as though he expected to receive something from her. She had never squirted and while she was curious about doing so, believing that this may be the female response of the highest orgasm, she wasn’t sure that doing so with his mouth in her pussy was going to be a good thing.
Sean though was relentless in sucking, kissing, and licking her clit; he explored every millimeter of her pussy in the next few minutes with his lips and warm, wet tongue.
Valerie was again worked up into a frenzy with the thought of a third orgasm coming upon her and, suddenly, it did. She loudly cried out in unintelligible sounds indicative of the highest sexual bliss, as she encircling Sean’s upper torso with her strong legs and pulled him, with all her strength, using her legs and her hands in his armpits, from his back, toward her, deeper into her.
Sean, momentarily, felt as though he was going to drown in her pussy, not being able to freely breath, with his nose and mouth being forcefully pulled into her, as she convulsed with another orgasm. A moment later she cried out, “Oh my gosh…you are so incredibly fucking good!” as Sean momentarily pulled back a centimeter to breath and then continued to ‘eat her out’.
As her orgasm subsided, she released Sean and he emerged from her with glistening pussy juice on his nose, chin, and lips. He took another breath, and Valerie told Sean, “You have blown my mind a third time. It looks like I’m going to have to take matters into my own hands to get you taken care of, young man (Sean was ten years younger). You are a pussy-pleaser-extraordinaire and a very bad boy, who won’t stop ’cause you’re wanting to make me crazy’ … for you … and it’s working.”
With that, she told him in a commanding voice to lie on the open bed. She said, “Now, I’m going to make love to you fucking mercilessly and you are going to take it, and you’re going to do what I tell you to and your going to cum when and where I tell you to.” Continuing in a no-nonsense tone, she questioned, “Do you understand?”
He responded, “I understand,” and submitted, lying on his back with a grin on his face, in response to Valerie suddenly becoming bossy and dominant. He had never been with a dominant woman and was suddenly further interested in her.
Lying on his back with his penis semi-hard, Valerie was impressed with the considerable size of Sean’s scrotum, which she judged to be about the size of a softball rather than a tennis ball, as she would have formerly considered most ‘well-hung’ men to possess.
While his scrotum was still ‘loose’, not presently having an all-out hard-on, Valerie wanted to feel his individual testicles. She thought he must have big balls and having become obsessed with his size, she wanted to feel his nuts for herself. She held his scrotum in both of her hands and tugged at it gently, probing with her fingers. She quickly found his individual testicles and rolled them gently in her fingers. She was impressed with their size, thinking they were the equivalent of jumbo, unshelled walnuts.
She thought that if he was not ‘clipped’, his semen must contain billions of swimmers, although it didn’t matter, having had her ovaries removed a few years ago to deal with ‘female problems’, and not wanting to get pregnant again anyway at 50 years old, after raising her three kids.
The thought, though, of Sean forcefully expelling his potentially life-creating semen in response to her, made her squirm with sexual desire.
With both her hands on his scrotum, holding his testicles between her fingers, his penis filled with blood and became rock hard. His erect penis was truly impressive at seven to eight inches in length and nearly as thick as the rolling pin in her kitchen. She exclaimed, “You are so fucking magnificent!” as her vagina again became wet with desire for him.
She straddled him with her knees near his armpits and rested her pelvis on his hard, mostly-flat belly, as she ran her fingers through his chest hair. She could feel the broad, firm tip of his penis against her butt, as she sat on him and teased him with her breasts. She gently shook them from side-to-side, and rolled her nipples between her fingers to make them gather and become hard and long. With her nipples standing firm and erect on her beautiful, full, C-cup breasts, she teased, “You are not the only one with a hard-on.”
With that, she lifted her pelvis from his tummy and repositioned herself bearing down on his erection, using her bare, swollen, outer vaginal lips and her slightly protruding, delicate inner lips, to stroke his shaft directly from its thick base, connecting with his large scrotum, to his broad, rimmed head which Valerie fancied was created for her express pleasure.
The thought of his thick, rimmed head entering her body and opening her vaginal canal was too much for her. Not able to wait any longer, she reached behind her and grasped his shaft to lift his long, hard erection into the same plane as her torso, and came down on his broad head with her vagina perfectly aligned to receive him. With his head now in position to penetrate her, Valerie bore down on him and cried out, “Oh yes!” with unrestrained sexual desire, as his huge penis began to part her lips and open her, slowly working its way into her hungry, wet, aching pussy.
His head was enormous upon initial entry, and she felt momentary alarm as her vagina reached its full, natural circumference– and then stretched further to accommodate him. She thought to herself, that it’s a good thing that he is not a millimeter thicker … or longer, as she bottomed out on his pelvis with his broad head being at the very end of her vaginal canal with his complete shaft now inside her. She began to slowly raise herself five to six inches on him and felt as though she could distinctly feel the tight seal which was created by his rimmed head traveling inside her pussy. She loved the feeling of being so filled up with him and the perfect friction his rimmed head created against the walls of her vagina. She lowered herself on him slowly and made several more controlled cycles, as she prepared herself to vigorously fuck him with all of her being.
After having made five or six passes on his cock, Valerie began raising and lowering herself on him harder and faster, wanting to make him ‘fucking crazy’, as he had done to her three days ago and again that afternoon. She transitioned from being on her knees to being on her feet, squatting over him. They held hands for Valerie to steady herself, as she was now skillfully traveling the full length of his cock, with her eyes closed and a grimace on her face relishing the feeling of having his broad head open her up over and over, from the start of her vaginal canal to its end. Sean’s broad head was perfectly seated at the completion of the each stroke against her cervix, which had shifted several inches upward with the sexual stimulus, elongating her vaginal canal to optimally accommodate all of Sean as her perfectly plump ass smashed again and again into his pelvis.
She expertly came up on his cock, knowing exactly when to change directions without having him ‘pop out’. This is not as hard when a gal is riding an eight inch “horse of a man”, compared to an average ‘five-incher’, with 50% to 70% of Sean’s girth. Valerie didn’t want him to pop out altogether, to break their rhythm and she did not want him to mistakenly end up in her bumhole, as she was coming down on him now with nearly all of her weight and force, slamming her pelvis over and over into his as she rode his throbbing, thick, heavily-veined pole with abandon.
Sean involuntarily cried out, “Fuck yeah baby, ride me hard; ride me so fucking hard…” as he arched his back and raised and lowered his pelvis in unison with her. He felt like a bull-riding machine being skillfully ridden by the damn best looking cowgirl at the local, country-western watering hole. He transitioned from moving in-sync with her, to delay his orgasm, to being 180 degrees out-of-phase to give and receive maximum, desirable friction and pleasure to his newfound lover.
Valerie desperately inquired, “Are you ready to cum, Bad Boy” seeing the look of a forthcoming orgasm in his eyes and facial expression?
Sean nodded and said, “Yes” with a grin, mixed with a grimace, as both men and women sometimes make, as they labor with all their being, both physically and mentally, to achieve orgasm.
Valerie matter-of-factly stated, “When you are ready, I want you to pull out.”
She questioned, “Do you understand?”
Sean nodded and Valerie said, “I need to hear you say that you understand.”
Sean stated, “I understand,” but wasn’t initially excited with the idea of having to pull out ‘in the heat of the moment’, when he knew he would want to push in with all of his being to deliver his seed as deep in her as he could possibly get.
Valerie continued to mercilessly milk Sean’s large, throbbing cock with her pussy, wanting to bring him to orgasm and to see his cock expel its fruit, after Sean couldn’t take it anymore.
She stated, “I want to watch you spray me and feel your thick, warm cum splatter on my décolletage and tits.”
Sean responded, “Yes ma’am. I understand.”
The instructional conversation set Sean back a bit from orgasm; although he very much liked the idea that Valerie wanted to watch his dick hurl its load on her tits. He felt like that was quite a compliment, that she would derive pleasure from seeing him cum and feeling his spunk splatter against her beautiful, lightly freckled chest and tits.
This in turn made Sean possessive and determined to ‘lay claim’ to Valerie, marking her as being his by launching his most personal possession onto her chest and breasts as he had done with her pussy and ass the first time they were together.
In truth, Valerie’s main, personal objective was to see for herself, how much semen a man of Sean’s size had in him. With this question in mind, it occurred to her that she really had become a nyphomaniac in the past week, a few days prior to meeting Sean and for the past three days, after they ‘got it on’ for the first time.
Despite her concern for her new sexual obsessions, the thought of Sean spraying her was titillating to her; although, she had never thought about it with a prior lover, at least, not that she presently remembered. If anything, she previously thought that having a man’s semen running out of her vagina after sex was more of an inconvenience, and a cost of having sex with a man, than a pleasure.
Sean could see the intense look on Valerie’s face, as she extended all of her available energy to fuck him with all of her might. She had beads of sweat forming on her cheeks and forehead from the physical exertion, as her large breasts and semi-tight, orangie-pink nipples freely bounced up and down and forward and backward and side-to-side, mimicking the movement of her pelvis as she milked Sean’s penis with her tight-fitting vagina.
She asked with a desperate, hopeful look on her face, “Are you ready to spray me, baby?”
He replied, “Yes, baby.” And asked, “Are you sure you want me to?”
She emphatically said, “Yes, definitely!”
With that, he said, “Okay, baby, I’m about to blow,” as his cock was starting to contract internally to forcefully ejaculate his semen.
Valerie flipped them both over with amazing, sudden strength, as she expelled his pulsating penis from her vagina to catch his first burst of semen on her face. She had been splattered with what felt like a full tablespoon of his thick, white cum leaving her with a ‘string of pearls’ from her upper, left cheek, across her lips and mouth, to her lower, right cheek.
Sean had not meant to spray her face and immediately apologized. She opened her mouth and strongly said, “Don’t!” as she licked her cum-soaked lips, with a look of genuine satisfaction on her face. Sean’s next several contractions expelled another large spoonful or two of his love juice on her décolletage and tits, exactly as she had requested.
Having Sean’s warm semen on her face and chest, Valerie began loudly proclaiming what an incredible lover Sean was, as he pumped out the last of his remaining cum in her vagina; taking one final deep plunge into her, as she cried out. “Fuck yeah!”
She wiped the semen from her cheeks using her fingers, and transferred it to her chest, where she sensually rubbed it into her beautiful, delicate, freckled skin between and above her breasts.
She then said in a commanding tone, “Suck my tits,” wondering if Sean would reject her cum-splattered nipples. She always thought it was peculiar how most guys like to cum in their lady’s mouth but would then be hesitant to kiss her even 15 minutes later, long after she had either spit out his cum, or swallowed it, depending on the guy, the girl, and their relationship. Regardless, it was her conclusion that men were ‘grossed out’ with their own cum but expected their lady to take it in the mouth and anywhere else they cared to deliver it.
Sean was clearly different. Latching first onto her slightly larger, right breast, he took her nipple into his mouth without hesitation. Her nipple hardened and she moaned with satisfaction watching him kiss, lick, and suck her formerly cum-soaked teat.
After a minute, she said, “Don’t forget your second cupcake,” turning her upper torso to offer him, her slightly smaller, left breast, to also ‘be loved on’ by Sean. She said, “I want to watch you lick all the icing off.”
He did so, and she shuddered with sexual fulfillment, as they melted into each other’s bodies, holding each other tightly and kissing for five more minutes.
–AlexJensen