Then, suddenly, without warning I let
out a cry of, "Oh fuck!" as I groaned and arched and ground my pussy into your
friend's face. I was breathing hard,
panting, and now that I'd become fully satisfied my body had gone completely
weak. Your friend had made me cum for
the first time in years, and I felt myself begin to cry with gratitude.
"Nice technique," your friend
overheard Corri say, observing our performance almost clinically, as if she had
been some scientist watching an experiment take place.
"I love it when a guy eats me out,"
you heard my daughter agree, but she did not sound nearly as objective as did
her girl friend. After all, it was her
mother she was watching being disgraced right in front of her.
Silence filled the room, save for my
post-climax breathing. Corri broke the
silence with whispered words barely audible to even your friend, "Looks like
they're not going to use a condom."
Corri was right. Your friend hates condoms and sadly it had
been so long that I'd been fucked, and at my age the furthest thing from my
mind was getting pregnant, so instead I allowed your friend to do with me as he
pleased. He removed his fingers from my
pussy and moved so that he was between my open legs, and used his knees to
spread me even wider that I was. He
leaned over me, on his knees with his hands next to my shoulders and lowered
his face to mine, giving me what he said was an 'obligatory' kiss.
The two girls on the upstairs landing
watched as the two of us, your friend and me, explored each other with our
tongues. Then, when I could tell he was
ready, I guided his cock into my pussy and stroked him. I found out later he was what they call a
'sport fucker', doing countless women before me for sport, and without a doubt
fucking countless women after me, ready to prove to anyone that will spread her
legs for him that he is good not just with his fingers but with his cock as
well.
He slid slowly into me, pausing just
the briefest of moments to rest the head of his erection inside of me, then suddenly
and without any warning jammed himself all of the way into my pussy until he
bottomed out, his balls pressed against my crotch. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I swore
that our breathing became one of sexual release as he filled me with his cock.
"Bareback is definitely better," my
daughter said to Corri, who turned and looked at her with a knowing grin,
adding, "He'll probably pull out anyway."
As long as I'm being honest with you,
I don't mind telling you that it's been years since I've gotten laid. So long in fact that I can't remember the
last time I had a real live date, let alone a man over to the house, so maybe
it's not so shocking to you that using protection and having safe sex were the
furthest things from my mind. Instead I
was laying flat on my back, staring up at the vaulted ceiling of my living room
as each of your friend's thrusts drove me deeper into the cushions of the
sofa. My legs were wrapped around his
back so that I could meet each of his drives with my entire body and I held
behind his neck for support. Each time
that he drove his cock into me I was lifted completely off of the sofa and the
warm, wet squishy sounds of his cock plunging into my body filled the room.
He fucked me for god knows how long
and I was shocked that he had that much self-control. Finally, I guess when he'd figured he'd
explored my pussy with his cock as completely as possible, he let himself cum,
and spurt after warm gooey spurt of his sperm filled my pussy.
"Thanks, I so needed that!" I said
after the spray of his warmth inside of me subsided, then realized that he's
the one that should be thanking me.
Instead, the sound of the gratitude in my voice makes him smirk
maliciously and rather than thanking me he kept his cock inside of me an extra
while longer until he drained himself completely. Finished, he pulled out of me and sat on the
sofa, and I sensed he was being careful to keep his distance from my body. Thinking about the whole episode now makes me
want to vomit but at the time I felt like I was falling in love, head over
heels.
Upstairs, the girls have clearly
enjoyed the show I've been putting on for them.
"Looks like he didn't pull out in time Brianna. Creampie anyone?" Corri asked no one in
particular, then squinted to look for any tell tale signs seeping out of
me. Sure enough, Corri and my daughter
saw the whiteness of semen oozing out of my pussy. "Looks like you're going to have a baby
brother," Corri added with an evil giggle.