Michael pulled his cock most of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus Christ, I thought, NOW I’m getting fucked!
I let go of my tits so I could grab his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so fucking good. I’ve masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all! Soon he put his whole weight on me and I felt… overwhelmed. He was in complete control of me, I couldn’t move anything except my pelvis, up and down to meet his strokes. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his cock impaled me and I was trapped under him.
I loved it. God damn I loved it.
Each stroke he ground into my clit. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural, primal noise. My cunt was stretched to it’s limits, but I didn’t want him to stop, no fucking way. At some point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his hand so much that I cried out.
“Sorry baby!” he panted.
“Pull on it harder goddamit!” I cried.
He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my eyes, he encircled my rigid nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.
I shrieked with pain/pleasure.
“Make it feel better,” he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.
I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a little weird to suck on your own body parts. I didn’t think anyone else would think it was ok.
He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my right. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these long, powerful strokes now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.
“Switch!” he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.
“Hold them, baby!” he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me fast and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and tits as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that wonderful sensation developing in my pussy. My orgasm, it’s nearby. It’s on it’s way, it’s building up.
“Michael,” I panted. “I’m going to, I’m going to cum soon.”
From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the word ‘Fuck’ about a thousand times, with the occasional ‘Fuck me Daddy’ thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my back and lost all control.
“Oh my GOD MICHAEL!!!” I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my body. As my cunt trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this long, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t move, I was just a bunch of raw pleasure nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. Waves of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.
Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my asshole. It felt fantastic. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked interesting, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it didn’t seem all that far-fetched.
With a shout of “I’m cumming!”, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot feeling in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His cock trembled many times, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as tight as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my substitute Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was happy beyond words.
Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a light sweat. His iron cock seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so stretched, I couldn’t tell. He kissed me a little, stroked my face with his fingers, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.
“Baby,” Michael whispered. “I gotta lie down.”
As he started to roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.
“Take me with you!” I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.
“Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you” I whispered.
“No honey, thank you! You are awesome and this was fantastic and holy shit I can’t believe it…”
“It was good ,wasn’t it?” I interrupted. “I mean, it was fantastic for me!”
“God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus… You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out.”
Oh yeah, good idea. He probably shouldn’t have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, balls, and thighs.
“Sorry Michael! Good god that’s a lot of cum! Don’t worry, I’ll clean it up.”
With only a little hesitation, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I don’t like it? The first taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy juice, how fucking cool is that! Our juices were mixed together! And, it was fine. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to grip it at the bottom and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum right from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. Balls are so weird, so sensitive, and… ugly… but in a cool way I guess.
Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to have been tasting some of our cum, god he’s fucking hot.
After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a little hungry. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to keep it from flying around. Michael didn’t put on anything.
“It’s just us here,” he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.
And that’s when we bumped in to Mom.
“Hi guys!” she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and didn’t cover up much on top, either. Her face looked a little flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.
“I’ll be out of your way in a second!” she said as she grabbed some cookies from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.
“Now where’s that little tray…” she fumbled around.
Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The only living stud within who knows how many miles, and who can fuck like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.
I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a little, which upset her.
“What did you do to her, Michael!” she demanded.
“No Mom,” I said. “Its not that. He was fantastic. It’s just… well… Michael can you give us a couple minutes? I’ll bring back something for you.”
Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.
“Honey?” Mom asked me. “What is it?”
“Mom,” I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and happiness, but she didn’t know that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.
“Mom, you didn’t have to give him up, for me. I mean, he’s fantastic! I could never do that, not in a million years!”
Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. “Oh honey, I just wanted you to have a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what’s going to happen today, tomorrow, next week? Know what I mean? And, I guess you’re happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you!”
She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so soft and Mommy-like, it was nice to hold on to her.
“So, had fun, did you?”
I leered at her. “Oh my fucking God yes. You wouldn’t believe how sexy… oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is!”
We chatted a little bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.
“So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to give him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready? I mean we don’t have any Astroglide like you use at home…”
“What do you mean? You’ve seen me use Astroglide? You’re such a little slut!” Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.
“Well, the truth is yes, I’ve seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here?”
“Well, dearie. I’m a little older, and when women get older they don’t always lubricate as much as they used to. I’m sure, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough.”
Mom sniffed the air. “I know you’ve got enough pussy juice!”
“Just pussy juice? But… how? I don’t want to get hurt. There’s no doctors, you know.” The truth was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to death of Michael’s big cock in there. But I knew some of the other girls took him, so I had to be at least as good as they were at it.
“Well you just,” started Mom. “See, you take some… oh for heaven’s sakes. Lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, can’t figure anything out. Go on, spread your legs, yes like that.”
Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.
“Mom!” I gasped.
She easily slipped two fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about thirty seconds or so. I could feel my arousal building, and I could feel my juices starting to flow again.
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