I stood there without moving.
“It’s just you and me here,” he said soothingly, “no one else will know.”
I almost turned and ran, but then I remembered the condom wrapper in my husband’s jacket, and how he had always been able to think quickly, making up stories on the spot to fit the occasion. I knew that I had been lying to myself, believing his story because I wanted to believe. Deep down, I knew that he was fucking his new secretary, but I didn’t want to admit it, even to myself.
I undid the towel and let it fall to the floor.
Brandon stared at me with appreciative eyes, and he smiled slightly. I hadn’t been looked at that way in a long time, and just the lustful expression on his face caused another wet bubble to pop softly in my pussy.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. “Come here.”
I moved onto the bed, and lay beside him on my side, our faces close. He reached out to brush my hair from my face, and then softly caressed my cheek. When he leaned in close, I felt his warm breath on my skin, and I tilted my head up, waiting for the touch of his lips upon mine.
They were so soft, and as we kissed, he slid his hand down to the small of my back and pulled me to him, arching my body into his. My nipples hardened against his chest, and his cock pressed firmly into my stomach.
Then his tongue slipped between my lips, tentatively at first, but becoming more urgent as our passion grew. His hand moved down to my ass and pulled me harder against him, and a wave of pleasure swept through me as I felt his demanding strength.
As we continued to kiss, I moved my arms up around his wide shoulders, holding tightly to him. My honey continued to flow, and all I could think about was that big cock, and how much I wanted it inside.
He pressed against me, forcing me over onto my back and sliding between my thighs. Instinctively, my legs spread wider and moved up around him, and I felt the hardness of his erection bump against my spread pussy.
“That doesn’t feel like a vibrator,” I said with a smile.
He lifted his head and looked down on me with lust-filled eyes. “Later. Right now, I need to be inside of you.”
I had almost forgotten what it felt like to be desired like that. A surge of passion went through me, and I pulled him down, kissing him hard. I felt his cockhead find my entrance, and I moved my feet to his ass, urging him to enter me.
But he held back, and lifted his head again. “I’ll get a condom,” he whispered.
I smiled. “That’s thoughtful, but I’m on the pill. Fuck me, Brandon.” I pulled him down again, my lips finding his.
As our tongues danced, he flexed his hips, burying several inches of his thickness into me.
“Oooooh,” I groaned, feeling his insistent flesh spreading my tight cunt. “That’s it. Your cock feels so good, baby.”
He backed up slightly, and then pressed forward. I felt his strength as his cock surged into me, spreading my tight core to his invasion. My pussy muscles fluttered around his penetrating girth, as my lubrication painted his cockskin, making our union slick.
“Uhhh,” I moaned, feeling his cock bottom out in my cunt. The thick, swollen head nudged against my womb, as his hairy balls tickled the tender flesh of my asscrack. I tightened my legs, skewering myself hard up onto his jutting dick, pressing my clit against the solid root of his cock.
He groaned into my mouth and held his cock deep, pausing before beginning the rhythm of fucking. My inner labia were stretched tightly around his thick base, as my cunt muscles gripped him possessively. I had never been filled like this before.
I whined involuntarily as he slowly slid out of me, my pussy squeezing him tightly, trying to keep him inside. But when he reached the end, he immediately reversed direction, and filled me once again with his solid shaft. And then again, and again, fucking urgently into me as I spread my thighs and welcomed him inside. Our bodies moved together as if we’d been doing this forever, and each thrust into my tight sheath brought my pleasure higher.
A moment of surreality came over me. Was I really fucking little Brandon, the boy who lived next door? Did this man-sized cock actually belong to that kid who rode his bike through my flowers? I looked up into his eyes, and he smiled down at me. Yes, that’s exactly who it was, and he felt so good in my cunt.
His arms were straight, as he held himself above me, and I looked down between us. My legs arched up around his sides, causing my pussy to tilt upward, and each time he lifted his hips, I could see the glistening shaft of his cock slide out of me. My swollen outer labia curved around his thick girth, and each time he speared deep and stretched me wide, I groaned in pleasure. Yes, this is exactly what I needed – a good fucking.
He continued his steady pace, stroking into me with a confident rhythm – a sign of someone who knew what he was doing. I could feel my inner pleasure getting tighter, preparing for my climax.
My cuntal walls stretched and shrank as his cock slid in and out, making my clit feel amazingly good. Streaks of pleasure shot up my spine, and I groaned loudly, letting him know I was close.
He reacted by picking up his pace, fucking into me in long, hard strokes. My hands slid down to grip his asscheeks, and I could feel his power as he filled me again and again.
“OhhhhhhhhUhhhhhhhhhh!” My orgasm burst like a collapsing dam, and I began to thrash beneath him, convulsing and spasming as his cock pinned me to the mattress. I cried and groaned as the pleasure overwhelmed me, and I felt my pussy walls clutch tightly at his invading hardness. With a loud roar, he arched his back and drove his cock deep, and the muscles of his shoulders and neck knotted as he jetted his cum into the bottom of my throbbing cunt.
We held like that for a long moment, clinging to each other as the pleasure washed over us in waves. I could feel his cock pulse and jerk in my tight wet embrace, giving me all of his creamy seed.
Then, his body went limp as he collapsed down on me, and I held him in my arms and legs, enjoying the feeling of the weight of his warm body on mine.
After a few minutes, he lifted his head and smiled down at me. “That was incredible, Mrs. Alden.”
I returned his smile. “I think you can start calling me Jenny now.”
He laughed and slid wetly out of me, rolling onto his back. I turned to lie against his side.
“Ok, Jenny. You were amazing, just like I knew you would be.”
I lifted my head and looked down on him. “Just like you knew I’d be?”
“Of course.” He grinned.
“How long have you been thinking about me?”
He thought for a moment. “Since I hit puberty.”
“No way.”
“It’s true. You’ve always been sexy. I thought I never stood a chance. And now look at us. It was amazing.”
I smiled and traced my fingertips over his chest. “Was? This isn’t over.”
I moved my body down until I was pressed against his hip and leaning over his cock. It was half-hard, and leaned lazily onto his thigh, still wet and shiny from the combination of our fluids. Without pausing, I leaned down and captured the swollen head in my mouth, sucking it to the back of my throat as my lips ovaled around the shaft.
The taste was overwhelming – a mixture of his masculine flavor, and my delicate musk, combining to form a slick coating that my tongue enjoyed licking off his intimate skin.
He groaned and laced his fingers through my hair, and I felt his cock stirring back to life, swelling in my mouth, hardening to full thickness once again. Ah, youth. I used to be able to get my husband up after we’d fucked by doing this, but as he got older, it took longer and longer to get him ready for a second time, even after going weeks without it. But here was Brandon, just minutes since he’d filled me with his cum, his cock like an iron bar.
I gripped him at the base, holding his cock at the proper angle so I could take him deep to the back of my throat. My lips stretched tightly around his shaft as my tongue worked over his skin. I allowed my mouth to make soft sucking so
unds as I bobbed my head, and he seemed to enjoy it, moaning louder and pressing his hips up into me, trying to go deeper.
I shifted down to lie between his legs, my breasts pressing against the insides of his thighs. Gripping his shaft in my hand and pressing it against his stomach, I gave his balls some loving, licking them softly and taking each into my mouth, sucking gently. He groaned again, and I looked up to see him watching me with half-lidded eyes. I smiled as I continued to lick his nutsack, and then I held his cock up, running my tongue up the shaft to engulf the head, watching his eyes the whole time.
My lips locked around the flared rim, as my tongue flicked relentlessly against the sensitive tip. He let out a low growl, and tightened his hand in my hair. The pain sent a jolt down to my cunt, which spasmed in pleasure.
The upper half of his cock was now glistening with my saliva, and I began to face fuck him, driving my mouth down until the spongy head pressed against the entrance to my throat, and then back out, keeping my lips tight all the way up his shaft until I was kissing the tip. Up and down, I moved at a steady pace, drawing the pleasure out of him.
I began to notice a new taste, and realized he was drooling pre-cum from the slotted hole. My tongue quickly licked it away, savoring his masculine flavor. Each upstroke brought forth a fresh dribble, and I lapped at him in lustful thirst.
His breathing became deep and rhythmic, matching the pace of my mouth on him. Each exhale was now a moan, and his cock seemed to stiffen an extra notch.
“Gonna come soon,” he whispered.
I smiled up at him and tightened my mouth, gripping his shaft as I forced my lips down on him. His eyes widened and I knew he had gotten my unspoken message, letting him know I wanted him to come in my mouth. I quickened my pace, and my mouth made lewd, wet sounds as I rode up and down his rigid dick.
“Uhhhh,” he moaned, “So fucking good.”
I cupped his ballsack and squeezed gently, and that sent him over the edge.
“Arrrhhhhh!” he roared, lifting his hips as his cock jerked in my embrace. The shaft throbbed and then I felt the first hot spurt against the roof of my mouth. His muscles locked as he held his hips up, and I took his cock deep, feeling him jet his seed into the back of my throat, where I swallowed it as quickly as I could.
“Ohhhh,” he cried, clutching at my hair, holding my head in place despite the fact I was exactly where I wanted to be. His cock spasmed as his orgasm rolled through him, until finally it ebbed and one last soft spurt landed on my tongue.
I held him inside of me as he began to soften, licking and sucking at his skin, swallowing all traces of his pearly juice. We lay like that for several minutes, until he pulled me up to him and kissed me hard. I was a little shocked, since my husband always refused to kiss me right after I had sucked him off, but Brandon had no such reservations, even invading my mouth with his tongue as our kiss intensified.
He pushed me over onto my back, and then moved between my legs, sitting on his haunches. Since his cock was drooping down in a soft arc, I wondered what he had in mind.
That question was answered when he hooked his hands under my knees and pulled me upwards. I felt myself being lifted until my knees were hooked over his shoulders, and my back and shoulders were still on the bed. Then his hands moved to my hips, and he pulled me up further, while at the same time, leaning his head down into my crotch.
“Oh!” I cried in surprise, as I felt his tongue worming into my pussy. In my position, just my shoulders and the back of my head were on the bed, while the rest of me arched up over him, thighs on his shoulders as he began to feast on my cunt. I reached up and gripped his wrists, steadying myself as I concentrated on the pleasure he was giving me.
His tongue slid down through my sopping slit, finding the entrance and probing deep as he pressed his face against me. I groaned as I felt the miniature cock spreading my delicate folds. Then he was moving back upwards, parting my inner labia as his tongue traveled up my slick cleft. I cried out loudly when he reached my clit, batting it with the tip of his tongue and sending shards of pleasure jangling up my spine.
“Uhhhh! Yessss!” I hissed between clenched teeth. Whether it was this kid’s skill, or the general situation, but I could already feel the beginnings of my next orgasm.
His tongue tormented me mercilessly, seemingly everywhere at once; on my clit, delving deep into my cunt, or even naughtily exploring lower to briefly tease over my puckered anus. My cries increased in intensity as my fingernails dug into the skin of his arms.
When he sensed I was getting close, he abandoned the rest and focused solely on my clit, sucking the erect nub of flesh between his lips and flicking his tongue lightly over it. I could feel the familiar tightening inside of me, like a rubber band being stretched to its limit. And then suddenly, I was there.
“Uggghhhhh!” I cried, as my body clenched in spasms of ecstasy. Brandon held me tightly in place and continued licking my clit as my legs thrashed, and my head rolled from side to side. My orgasm seemed to go on forever, and I babbled incoherently and shuddered as my lover held me.
Finally, it was over, and Brandon set my limp body down on the bed, and then lay beside me on his side, letting his fingertips trace lightly over my skin, causing me to quiver in small aftershocks. I smiled and drifted away, feeling warm and sated as he lay against me. I would worry later about the ramifications of what we had done, but for now, I was happy to just bask in the afterglow.
I drifted off to sleep, and when I awoke, I was on my side with Brandon nestled behind me. I could feel his hard cock against my back, and his hand was trying to worm down over my stomach and between my legs. I smiled softly and lifted my thigh, giving him access. His hand immediately covered my mound, holding it gently before slipping one finger into me.
He found my clit and rolled softly over it, causing me to sigh in pleasure. I could feel my desire rising again, and I reveled in what I had been missing for so long. I remembered how exciting it was to be desired by someone, and this boy definitely desired me. I could feel it in every touch of his on my body.
His hand left me and reached behind his back. I wondered what he was doing, and then heard a soft buzzing begin. I smiled. So, he was going to use my vibrator after all.
His hand returned, and the vibrator came with it, and soon I felt the wonderful sensation of the vibrating softness on my clit. I groaned and arched my back, opening myself further to him. After a minute of attention on my clit, he slid it down and nestled the bulbous plastic tip into the entrance of my cunt.
“Yesss!” I groaned, giving him all the encouragement he needed. He began to push the fake cock into me, spreading my recently fucked cunt back open, stretching my inner walls.
He pressed it deep, and while it didn’t quite reach the places his cock had, it still felt marvelous, and my sensitive clit nestled up against the vibrating plastic. As he guided the vibrator in and out of my cunt, he nuzzled through my hair to the back of my neck, kissing my skin.
His cock nudged against my asscheek as we spooned together, and I reached behind to take it in my hand, stroking it gently. I figured I could come once from the vibrator, then he could fuck me. But he had other plans.
Taking my hand in his, he removed it from his cock and moved it around to the front, resting it on the vibrator. I took it in my hand and resumed the slow fucking motion he had started.
He then slid down slightly, so that his hips were behind my ass. Taking his cock in his hand, he positioned it between my cheeks and nudged at where the vibrator was penetrating me. I pulled it out, allowing him entry, and he pressed into me, sliding his cock halfway into my gripping cunt. I groaned and arched my back, pressing against him as his flesh parted my intimate core. I was just about to put the vibrator to the side and focus on his cock, when he withdrew.
He guided my hand so the vibrator slid back into me. It wasn’t quite the same, but it still felt good, and I groaned softly from the pleasure. Is this what he had in mind? Alternating b
etween the vibrator and his cock?
But then I realized what his real goal was.
Returning his hand to his cock, he nudged his swollen head into my butt crack, and I felt it nuzzle up against my anus. A slight shiver of fear went through me. My husband and I had done anal occasionally, and I had enjoyed it, but he was nowhere close to the thickness that Brandon was. My ass couldn’t handle this big of a cock. I instinctively drew back from his touch.
His hand moved to my hip and held me in place, as he slowly pushed forward, and I felt his cock press against my tender asshole. My pussy juices coated him, making our contact slick.
“No,” I whispered. “It’s too big.”
“Shhh,” he breathed. “It’ll be fine. We’ll take it slow.”
“I can’t.” I tried to move away again, but his strong hand held me in place.
“Relax, Jenny. You’ll enjoy this, I promise.”
His soothing voice seemed to settle into my brain, and I did relax, feeling safe in his strong embrace.
“Ok,” I whispered, “but go slow.”
“I will.” His hand tightened and his hips pressed forward, and I felt a pressure against my asshole. His cockhead pressed urgently against my delicate raised ring, but it refused to yield, and I became even more convinced this wasn’t going to work. I moaned low in my throat.
His lips tickled my ear. “It’s going to be ok, baby. Shh.”
He pressed again, harder this time, and the pressure was almost unbearable. My poor little bum hole fought valiantly against his rigid assault, refusing to let him pass.
Using his other hand, he turned my face up to his and kissed me hard. His tongue darted into my mouth, and I felt a surge of lust fill me. His hand then moved down and cupped my breast, pinching my nipple between his fingers.
“Ohhh,” I gasped into his mouth, forgetting about the pressure against my ass. The pleasure of his lips and fingers on me was my only concern at the moment.
Then, I felt it. The head of his cock popped through my tight sphincter and slid inside. I could almost feel the ridge glide through my anus and lodge inside my ass. I groaned loudly, not sure if it was caused by pleasure or pain.
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