The Cougar and the Stud: An Office Erotica with Anal, Vaginal, Bukkake, and Cumshot!

By Hannah Butler

 

All characters are 18 or older. This is a work of fiction.

Copyright 2013. All rights reserved.

Craig had no idea what he was in for when he straddled Martha sitting on the couch. She gingerly picked up his heavy cock (she was always surprised by the weight of the big ones) and accepted it into her mouth. Slowly, she worked it deeper, starting with a light sucking of the head and licking the super sensitive underside. Like the pro she was, she worked her hands up and down the shaft to complement what her mouth was doing. Now it was Craig's turn to arch his back and moan with pleasure. Then, out of nowhere, Martha did that thing that men the world wide dream of: she deepthroated him. Starting from the end of his penis, she ran it into her mouth and down her throat, until her nose was pressed deep into his neatly trimmed short pubic hair and her tongue reached down and licked the underside where his dick met his balls.

Craig had never been deepthroated before. He was positively amazed at the tightness of Martha's throat. As she worked his cock inside her throat, he was reminded how much like a pussy it was like. Craig played with Martha's huge tits, letting her do all the work. If he thrust inside her throat, he'd cum in no time, and that stuff belonged on her face.

After a minute or so, he pulled himself out. His dick just kept coming from her face, more and more. He didn't know he was so big! Martha wasn't a petite little thing, but he had to wonder how even she could put that much cock away in just her throat! She worked him in her mouth, making lots of sloppy noises that drove Craig crazy with ecstasy. They kissed again. Martha worked down his neck to his chest, kissing his pecs lightly until she came to his nipples. Those she sucked like a pro, having plenty of experience with girls.

Interestingly, Craig enjoyed it, especially as she ran her hands over her six pack abs and squeezed his tight ass in her hands. He loved having his body explored as much as he loved feeling all the fun places of a woman. Martha continued to kiss him, getting lower and lower until she was kissing just above his dick. Suddenly, she stood up and walked away, leaving Craig confused.

His spell broke, and he followed behind her. Martha was laying on his bed, legs spread apart, showing the pink of her pussy. Without a word of suggestion, Craig was on his stomach kissing the lips of her pussy just like he kissed the lips on her face. His tongue flitted in and out of her, darting around quickly like a hummingbird zipping around a bird feeder, trying to suck out the precious nectar. Martha moaned and writhed and Craig licked, doing as good a job as any of her lesbian lovers. Craig thrust with his tongue into her pussy and used the tip of his nose to work her clit. Martha came quickly, stunned by this new technique. She wondered where he learned it.

Trumpets should have played. When Craig finally slid into her, she felt like she was being made complete. A hole inside of her was filled, not just literally in the physical sense, but in a mental way that had never been done before. Craig went slow, letting her wet pussy expand to accept all of his humongous cock. He smiled, thankful that Martha could accept all of him. Too many women, usually petite little things who never touched food and were proud of the gap between their thighs, couldn't fit even half of him, then they whined about he was "too big" and "hurt them," even though they had spent their lives yearning for a fat, long dick. Those girls couldn't suck a dick to save a life, which meant that Craig usually just jerked himself off, showering the reluctant bitches in the face with a big, white, sticky load of reality.

With each thrust, Martha fell further and further into the world of total pleasure. She couldn't be brought out of it. Craig's cock was perfectly designed by nature to be totally satisfying, and she wondered why he wasted it on dumb young girls in their early twenties who were too stupid to have good sex. When Martha was that age, she was different. She had good tutors. But now, all she wanted was Craig's cock inside her. She loved the way a million fireworks exploded inside her with each movement, in and out, of his cock.

She loved the feeling of his powerful thighs hitting the soft flesh of hers. She loved his strong arms alternatively grasping her legs, her waist, or pinning her arms to the bed as he furiously pounded away. His hot breath fell on the side of her face as he panted, getting as much pleasure from her tight pussy as she was from his thick dick. Enjoying himself immensely, he kissed her on the lips. Martha freed her hands and ran them over his abs, up his chest, squeezing his pecs like he squeezed her supple breasts, and then grasped his biceps. Heavens, his arms are strong, she thought. They were like two girders of steel coated in a soft, tan outer coating. She put her hands on his ass, feeling the muscles work as he thrust away, pounding her like a pile driver broken and driven by a mad man.

"Come inside me."