Molly (Erotic Short)
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She pushed back, working her kegel muscles, pulling his fingers in. He slipped in a third. It went so easily in, and she so easily pulled it, that he thought she was going to swallow his hand. He raised up and glared at her, watching her writhe on the sofa, responding to his every move. She looked back. Her eyes were glazed over, watered with the tears of desire, showcasing her every need.
"Are you ready for the grand slam, ma'am?"
Manuel's voice pricked her ears like a sweet tune. She nodded and cooed. No words. Just a soft hum that said, "Yes, I'm ready. Take me."
Manuel needed no invitation. He stood and pulled his baseball pants off, dropping them to the floor. Then he positioned himself between Molly's legs. He towered over her like a well-chiseled sculpture, his pecs hard and glistening with the sweat of his youthful desire. Molly waited for him to take her. He could have her when he was ready.
She glanced at his cock. It was huge. A brown monster of a dick, it rose up into the air, ended with a nice round circumcised head. She wanted it inside her. She wanted it in her mouth. She didn't know which she wanted more. But she wanted to feel him, to taste him, to devour him. Her eyes told him everything he needed to know. He pushed it between her legs and up to the lips of her pussy, gently poking her, teasing her, making her beg.
"Let's go, Manuel. I'm your lady, you're my man. Take me right now."
Her eyes said so much more. Her eyes told him she wanted everything he had to offer. She was quivering.
Like a lightning bolt, she rose up and yanked her negligee, pulling it over head. As if it were caution, she tossed it aside, not caring where it landed. In the same move, like a body of water, she slid toward Manuel, pulling his cock inside her. No hands. Just his big brown dick and her wet, eager hole.
He slid in so easily she thought she'd never feel the end of it. Once inside her, Manuel didn't hold back. He pumped it, hard.
"That's it! That's it, my man!"
Molly lost control. She grinded against Manuel forcefully. Every pump of his cock inside her was met with a thrust and a joust of her pussy against his balls. She showed him how a pussy works, thrusting herself against him, not making him do all the work. She could feel the slathering juices of her woman hole filling up her ass, sliding down into her crack and saturating the cushions of the sofa. The more she fucked, the harder Manuel fucked back.
In seconds, she was gushing. Her cum shot in every direction, wetting Manuel, the sofa, and everything within shooting distance. Manuel pulled out and sprayed himself all over Molly, his dick shooting its own brand of hot milk all over her tits and flat motherly belly.
She thought about how hot Manuel looked towering over her, and she thought about how sexy she felt all covered with his juice. Before he could say a word, she raised up and took his dick in her mouth, sucked it dry of the remaining residue of cum that had yet to drip. Satisfied that she had drained it totally, she plunged her mouth down the shaft, taking in as much as she could, lathering it with her spit, wetting it more than it already was. As she did, she fondled his balls, slapping her fingers against the bottom of it, making it bounce against her chin.
Before he could say a word, she jumped to her knees and threw her arms around his shoulders. He put his around her waist and they embraced.
"I want you at my place every Monday before baseball practice. Understand?"
Manuel understood. She needed a boy toy, and he was the lucky boy. He kissed her, rolling his tongue around in her mouth one more time. Then he stood and grabbed his baseball pants.
"I've got to get a shower and get to practice,” Manuel said sheepishly. “But, I'll see you next Monday."
Molly then realized what a mess she had made of herself, and grabbed a towel to try and clean herself off before heading home. She worried that her son Richard might be waiting at home. What would he think if he saw her like this?
Molly didn’t realize that Richard wouldn’t be home for at least another hour or so. He was pretty busy that day.
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“Give it to me! Harder!” screamed Manuel’s mother. “Fuck me like you mean it!”
They’d been using this motel for a few weeks now, and Richard worried about the thin walls of the room. He didn’t want to get caught, but he couldn’t help himself.
Richard cracked Angie on her tanned, perfectly plump ass and pinned her down to the mattress.
“Take it, take it all,” he shouted at her, letting out a primal growl.
A Sample of “Political Whores”
When she would sun herself in a bikini at the community pool, the teenage boys would all climb into the water to hide their spontaneous boners.
There was no denying it, Mayor Lopez was hot.
She enjoyed the attention from the boys, too. Shit, it was the whole reason she went down to the community pool during those hot summer months. She could easily make the 5 minute drive over to Palm Heights and use the private pool at the country club. They’d made her a member, after all. But no, she preferred to use her small town’s public facility.
She knew by the way they leered at her that every teenage boy who hung out at the pool was collecting mental pictures for their respective spank bank.
The pool was a special place, and she had even successfully fought the city council when they tried to cut back the hours it would be open in order to save money. It was one of the rare times that Christina had done any actual work as mayor. Most of the time her duties just involved attending two council meetings a month and showing up for an occasional new business opening or community event.
It was sort of like being a beauty pageant winner, except that she was getting paid.
Last year, after taking a quick dip in her beloved community pool, the mayor delighted in using the public shower to clean up. Acting as if she thought no one could see her, she pulled her top up and washed off her ample breasts, then slid her already tiny bathing suit bottoms down a few inches and used her hands to scrub front and back. It was just a few seconds for each area, nothing too obvious that might let on that she knew she was being watched.
There’s no telling how many crusty gym socks that little shower stunt had inspired.
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