"Really Carol. It's not that bad. Could have been a lot worse. At least, I got two of the bulbs changed, right?"
"Yeah, right. Let me look at that cut again," you said, lifting the ice pack and pulling my pants further down along with the waistband of my underwear. I instinctively tried to shield my privates a bit, and you could tell my embarrassment. "It's ok...I've seen it all before. I just want to be sure the cut isn't bleeding anymore."
"OK. Let's have a look. I think it's not too bad." I couldn't help but feel a bit tingling in the nether regions at the proximity of your hand to my crotch and was trying as hard as possible to think of the pain in my hip rather than the rising erection I felt.
"Um...Carol...I think...um..." was all I could muster, coherent words not exactly forming into any sentence structure.
"What? Does it hurt that bad?" you asked, with concern in your voice and eyes wandering to the waistband of my shorts where you had lifted them away from my skin trying to assess the source of my discomfort.
"It's not that...it's just that, well, it's that there's something else..." I tried to form a sentence again, but couldn't help but focus on your hand and forearm mere inches from my cock, now swelling and the tip just poking towards where your hand was.
"Is there something else bothering you?" I wasn't sure if you appreciated my situation or that you were just playing the innocent but knowing muse.
"I think that my hip isn't hurting as much as I thought." Well, finally some sort of full sentence structure came to my mind.
"What is it then?" Again, the innocence of your voice not matching with your hand, again, just an inch from my now full, raging erection moving towards your hand as if that's where it knew the stimulus was coming from. "Is there something else here hurting you?"
"Well...not exactly hurting, I guess." Now your finger tips were brushing the thin cloth of my underwear covering my very swollen shaft, leaking just a bit causing a spot at the tip to seep through the material. I know this was not escaping your attention.
"Is there something else you'd like me to check out perhaps? Is this needing some attention?" you said, again, so lightly brushing the shaft of my now very full erection.
"Oh god...well, perhaps..." Again, the articulate me comes up with a witty response.
"I just feel so terrible that you fell. Perhaps I can make it up to you by having a look here?" you said, wrapping your hand now around my cock, stroking it softly but firmly through my underwear. "Would you like that? Has it been a long time?"
Nod.
"Well, that's not right. Let's have a look then and let's see what I can do to ease your injury."
Nod again. I had intended to shake my head 'no', but that message wasn't properly transmitted. I lifted my hips at your indication by pulling the elastic band away from my aching cock, and then pulled them off my legs with my pants.
"Oh my...that's lovely. What a nice cock you have. So big. So hard."
I wasn't sure if there was a question there. I just tried to breathe as slowly as possible so as not to interrupt the moment. I thought a single misplaced word would change your mind, or at worst, your hand. Your hand returned to my now naked cock and began to stroke it up and down, caressing it from base to tip, from my balls pulled tight to my crotch.
"It's been a long time for me too...I haven't held a cock in my hand for months...more months than I'd care to remember or admit." Your voice was soft and as mesmerizing as was your hand moving up and down, with intermittent caressing at the tip and wrapping and stroking around and around. "I think I can remember though...it seems to be coming back to me now. How's this feel?"
"That feels great Carol. Amazing. That's incredible," I gasped as your hand grasped me and stroked firmly as if near to coaxing my needed orgasm.
"I know it does. I can tell. Just enjoy this." Your hand continued it's amazing stroking, again stopping every few strokes to just gently caress the head and the undersurface groove eliciting a matching groan from me and a few more drops of fluid from the tip, which you swirled into my skin.
"God Carol, that feels good. So good."
"I'm glad. I'm enjoying this too. It's been a long, long time since I've felt this. It's making me wet too. No coming just yet though, ok?" You looked at me, squeezing my rising passion.
"Why not?" I asked, a bit puzzled and focusing on your hand and smooth skin rubbing my aching, red and throbbing cock.
"In due time baby. All in due time."
I tried to breath again, wondering how long I could hold out without begging. Perhaps that was your intent though? Meanwhile her other hand started caressing my balls, squeezing gently in concert with her stroking. Again I could feel my passion rise and my hips were moving up towards her hands, trying to push harder and harder.
"So how long has it been for you? How long since your last good come?"
"I don't know...a few days I guess?"
"Now that's not right...a few days is too long for most guys. Was that by yourself or was that with someone else?"
"Um...."
"So, that means by yourself, huh? That's not right either...such a waste...this should be tended to properly and regularly, " your soft voice continuing to urge me towards a monumentous climax along with the incredible sight and feel of your hands stroking my cock up and down, with a firm, knowing and inexplicably erotic rhythm.
"Oh god..."
"Feeling good? That's nice...so hard," you murmured, talking to my cock it seemed, equally entranced by the sight of your hands on my hard cock. I know it felt better to me than it did for you, but your face was filled with pleasure and your eyes were dilated as mine were struggling to stay open as my orgasm approached. Stopping and starting. The ebb and flow of my arousal was clearly in your plan at this point, not rushing to a much needed climax, but teasing, urging was incredibly erotic.
"I can feel it now.close, isn't it? Just be patient...slow is better...so much better," your voice now barely a whisper, as your hands continued their tortuous pleasure, urging me ever closer with their strokes and caresses, and not with that end game intensity just yet. Man, did you know what you were doing. I've never had a hand job like this. Not rushed, not too slow either.
"Lots of built-up tension in there isn't there?" you whispered to my cock, as your hands continued to knead my aching and tight balls. "Full...so full of come...I can tell."
"Oh...god...Carol...oh..." I could feel my orgasm nearing, painfully slowly and almost there.
"There it is baby...I can tell...close now, isn't it...so close." Your hands did not speed up, but slowed down dragging my orgasm out slower and slower, but not stopping just easing me closer and closer to eruption.
"Let me feel you come now...come for me...let it go...Come. Now." you urged, voice barely erotically whispering to my cock, as my orgasm hit me like never before. I erupted at your urging, shooting my come up high in the air, landing with an audible splat up onto my shoulder and your arm, twice, three times each one as powerful as the last.
"Oh baby...that's nice...let it ...oohhh..." was the sound of your voice amplifying the onset of my orgasm as I finally crossed the line of arousal and came and came and came, until your hands coaxed the last few drops from my cock until the white fluid ran slowly down your fingers coating them with pearly, white liquid.
"That was a good one...too long to wait between comes baby...not good to wait. Didn't that feel good now?" I'm pretty sure that was rhetorical, but I couldn't yet talk.
"Oh...god...shit...." I watched as your hand milked the last few drops and the sight of your hand covered with my come was etched—and even burned—into my mind's eye.
"You needed that one, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I guess I did. Never felt like that though. That was amazing."
"I'm glad. I hope that at least partly makes up for the fall you had." Your hand was still gently squeezing my cock, which had not yet lost any of its rigidity.
"I definitely think so..."
"Let me get so
mething to clean up a bit...you sure came a lot." With that, you stood and left for a moment returning shortly with a washcloth and gently cleaned the globs of sticky come from my chest and stomach, and around the base of my cock.
"That was amazing Carol. Where did you learn how to do it like that?"
"I guess I had some practice in my life...I've always enjoyed giving a good hand job. I'm glad you liked it."
"Indeed I did."
"Looks like there's still some life in you yet. Pretty good for a 40-something guy," you said, giving my cock a squeeze and a smile.
"Care to make use of this then?" I asked, enjoying still the feel of your hands wrapped around my stiff shaft.
"What do you mean?"
"How about a few moments for you? I think you might perhaps need a bit of the same release that I just had."
A moment pause and then a look of resolution came across your face. That look was quickly followed by you shedding your clothes faster than a guy in a whore house. In seconds, you were as naked as I was and I could only stare at your wonderful form. And before I could take this situation in fully, you were climbing atop of my thighs and leaned in to kiss me, pressing your breasts against my chest and trapping my still-hard cock in between us.
We gasped as we kissed and I pulled your back and ass tightly to me as we devoured each others' lips and tongues. I felt my cock against your pubic mound, closely shaved and your tight ass and thighs under my hands.
"I need this inside me. Now." You gasped into my mouth as you reached between us to place my cock at the entrance to your hot center. I could feel the wetness and moisture there as you sat on top of me and inched me deep into your pussy with a firm and complete and satisfying drop to have me completely inside you.
"Oh god, that feels good...it's been so long...so long since I've had a hard cock inside me."
"That feels so good Carol...so good to be inside you...so good..."
"Oh my god...fuck...that is good..." you said, raising up and down, pulling me deep into your hot, wet core. "I got so turned on stroking you, I forgot that I need this too," you said, staring into my eyes, and then looking at the erotic sight of our coupling, of my slick, wet, hard cock sliding in and out of your pussy.
I reached to squeeze your small, firm breasts, with very hard nipples poking into my palms, and then squeezed them too, rolling them softly, then with firmer pressure between my fingers, trying to gauge your response.
"That's good...harder...pinch them harder...oh god, I think I'm going to come," you guided my actions with your response and with your body. Your eyes then clamped shut as an orgasm wracked your body after only a few minutes of me being inside you. Luckily I had just come, so I was good for a while more.
I kept pulling your body onto mine, never letting my cock escape your pussy, while you rolled up your climax, or rather, had it roll over you.
"That was a quick one, huh Carol? I guess you needed that too."
"Oh you aren't kidding...I haven't come that fast in I don't know how long...I guess it's been a while for me too. "
"I'm glad I could help," I said, smiling, and still feeling quite randy and hard and enjoying the sight of your naked body on top of me, still deep inside your dripping pussy.
I continued to caress every inch that I could reach as we stayed glued to eachother, gently exploring all possible exposed areas and erogenous zones, trying to learn the others' favorite spots.
"Feels like you've got some more left in you, eh?" You said, posing your question with a firm pulse of your inner pussy muscles on my cock.
"I think so...how about you?"
"I'm quite sure I do...but I'm rather liking this for a while." Which is exactly what we did for a few more minutes, basking in the pleasure and now the slow, repeat arousal now that our urgency had been temporarily alleviated.
Then after a few minutes, I leaned forward and lifted you so that you were on your back again, with your head against the back and side of the sofa and one leg was on the floor and I was still buried deep inside you.
"That's nice..." you said, running your soft hands along my chest and stomach.
"You are so sexy Carol, so incredibly sexy."
"So are you...now fuck me proper," you commanded.
"Yes m'aam...that I will..." I replied as I plunged harder and harder into you, watching your breasts bounce with each thrust while one hand pulled my ass towards you with each thrust and the other reached to stroke your clit. That was yet another image I tried real hard to imprint on my memory.
"That's it...do it like that...I like that..." you panted, urging me on and contributing to your own arousal with a hand that made its knowing rubs of your clit. I love the sight of a woman touching herself while getting fucked. I don't know why; I just do.
"I'm gonna come again...keep doing it...like that..." and with that last comment, I could feel your orgasm consume you as your pussy clenched my cock and your hand pressed hard against your throbbing pussy pushing you over the edge. Man, were you as sexy as hell coming like that.
"God, Carol...do you always come like that?" I asked, mesmerized by your erotic and quick arousal.
"Well, not always. But like I said, I really needed that. You hit just the right spots."
"What are the other right spots for you?"
"Well, how about from behind...I like it like that too. And it feels like you're still hard for more, huh?"
"That I am," I said, rising with you and watching as you kneeled in front of me with your arms towards the back of the sofa, offering your gorgeous ass to me. And also, the sight of you looking back at my over your shoulder as I approached your gaping pussy with my still hard cock was as erotic as hell. I guided my cock into your pussy from behind and again relished the feeling of being buried inside of you.
"Oh god...that's good too. Feels so good to have your cock deep...so deep like this," you said, pressing back meeting my thrusts, each time getting me deep until my stomach hit your ass with each stroke. And again, I felt your hand alternatively caress my balls and also stroke yourself as I held on to your hips, pulling you hard against me. I couldn't believe how sexy your back was, muscles rippling and skin shining with the pleasurable exertion of our passionate fucking.
I reached up to stroke your back and your hair, gently pulling at your hair to see if you liked it a bit rough. You groaned with arousal as I pulled at your hair and your hips as we continued to fuck and fuck. This time I could feel my arousal building at the multiple assaults of my senses. The smell of sex and mostly your scent filled my nose; the sounds of our fucking; the images of your muscular back writhing beneath me.
I wasn't sure how some logical thought came into my head due to the passion of our screwing, but it occurred to me that I needed to know this. I wasn't sure if I need to pull out before I came or if you had some protection. That was not a topic of prior discussion. Subconsciously I slowed the pace of my thrusts so that I wouldn't come just yet.
You continued to stroke your clit and I could tell you were close to coming again. I stroked slow and deep, feeling your arousal and enjoying how much you were getting off and marveled at the extent of your ability to get off yet again. Making a woman come like this was such a treat and I was so turned on by your body.
"Oh god...I'm coming...I'm coming...like that...keep...doing...it...like...that..." you moaned, as I reached around to pull at your nipples while I continued to grind into you and you helped your own cause by rubbing your clit. I placed one hand over yours to feel how you touched yourself, should the information be needed in the future. That plus my cock buried deep into your pussy and my other hand pinching your extremely hard nipple sent you over the edge yet again. You screamed something unintelligible as you came and came and came, finally collapsing down on the sofa and I fell on top of you, yet not withdrawing my cock from the warm, wet confines of your throbbing pussy.
"That was a good one, huh Carol? I love to feel you come like that. "
"Oh yeah...that wa
s good. Hit the right spots again."
"Seems so," I said, rubbing your back and hair.
"How about you? Can you go again?"
"You mean can I come again?"
"Yeah, that's what I mean"
"Yes I can. I'd love to. But I wasn't sure if I can, you know, come inside you."
"Good point. I guess I got wrapped up in fucking that I didn't think of it. You can by the way, but I'd rather you came on me, so I can see it and feel it."
"That sounds good to me too." Who was going to argue with that logic?
We temporarily disengaged from this position, and you returned to laying on your back, this time with one leg propped up on the back of the sofa and the other on the ground. I took my time enjoying the sight of your wonderful body, shiny with perspiration of our intimate exertions and so open with the passion of your recent orgasms.
I stroked my cock up and down along the wet slit of your pussy, feeling it get slick with your juices. I bent quickly to lick your pussy too, savoring the taste of your rather intense arousal.
"God, you taste good," I managed to say in between licks while also inhaling your seductive aroma.
Your hands wrapped around my head pulling me towards your core as I put two fingers inside you while continuing to lap at your pussy and then suck firmly at your clit, which was still aroused and sensitive from recent climax.
"I want you inside me again...it's been a long time...please...just fuck me more," you pleaded with me, pulling me up so that my cock was lined up again with your pussy. You reached between us and guided my cock into your opening and quickly I sunk in balls deep into your waiting pussy.
"That's good too...you feel so good. You're so sexy, seeing you like this," I said, again trying to burn into my brain this image of your wonderful body beneath me.
"I'm enjoying this a lot too, if you couldn't tell."
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