Hot and petite Kristina Bell is one of those little teen girl who just loves to fuck and she proves it in this scene from Tiny4K. She was a virgin not that long ago, but this small bundle of sexual energy has taken to fucking with the best of them and now really loves to get a good boning! She still even has braces, which is more than enough to get some guys to cum without any other prompting I think. This scene has it all from some great shots of her puffy lipped pussy spread open, to her sucking a big cock before getting really truly fucked. She gets a huge cumshot too, and this girl is smile all the way as the guy fills her mouth and face with a generous load of his man goo!
Here’s a hot shot from a neighborly fuck from Neighbor Affair. Summer Brielle is sort of the local welcome wagon, when she sees a new hot guy come into the neighborshood, she’s the first one over there to offer a big welcome and a hot sloppy blowjob and fuck! With her hot looks, big tits, and juicy shaved twat she gets plenty of uptake on her desires to make people feel welcome to the neighborhood! This guy is packing, and she gets right into munching on his cock and licking his shaved balls. From there it’s a good hot fucking with her big boobs bouncing and her pussy creaming and a nice cumshot in her mouth and on her face and tits. Yummy!
As we prepared for my upcoming office party, Tammy looked for some pie recipes.
Tammy is my wife and she also happens to be absolutely beautiful.
As she looked through her cookbooks, she kept frowning.
“I can’t find any good recipes. They all seem so average.”
I told her to try the Internet for some ideas. She wanted to bake a cream pie or something like it for the party. She sat down at the desk and began typing.
I heard her say, “Oh my gosh!”
When I turned and looked at the computer screen, there were some pornographic pictures on it.
“I don’t know what I did?” she said.
I looked at her search and she had spelled “creampie”. I told her that she had left off a space between the two words.
A creampie must be something that is X-rated. I also noticed that she still hadn’t closed out the search. In fact, she seemed mesmerized by it instead.
“Can you believe this stuff? It says here that a creampie is when a man ejaculates inside a woman and then they watch it drip out,” said Tammy.
I leaned over her shoulder and hoped that the topic would get her excited. I knew we had plenty of time to fool around and I was always ready.
I said I wanted to see what she was looking at also.
As she scrolled through, she stopped and clicked on a site and said, “Let’s see what this is all about?”
This was unusual for her. Tammy and I never looked at porno on the computer together. I could tell that this was getting to her. I figured I’d make a move on her soon.
The site that she had clicked on had pictures of beautiful women who had semen running out of them.
When she saw a picture of a woman squatting over the mouth of another woman, she said, “Oh that is so nasty. Can you imagine being the woman underneath her?”
I figured I’d just go along with what ever she said. So I told her that all that cum must be nasty tasting.
She turned to me and said, “How would you know?
I meant the two girls being together. Not the taste of the cum. You don’t mind it at all when I swallow it. Do you think it’s gross for me to swallow your cum?”
I figured I’d better fix this or else she’d never swallow for me again. I told her all I meant by that was that there was a lot of it.
She said, “So you don’t think it tastes bad?”
I reminded her that I wouldn’t know.
She seemed satisfied with that answer. I thought I was off the hook.
She kept looking at this particular site and then clicked on the story button. Moments later she told me, “There’s a story about a husband who will eat his wife’s creampie here.”
As she read it to me, I stood behind her and rubbed her tits. Her nipples were hard like pencil erasers. I kept rubbing them until she got real hot.
I got an idea and moved around in front of her.
“Why did you stop?” she said.
I told her to scoot forward in the chair and relax. I knelt down in front of her and between her legs. I lifted her sundress and leaned forward.
When I found her panties, I saw how soaked and fragrant they were.
I heard her say, “I’m so horny.”
Of course, I already knew that.
As I removed her panties, she lifted her feet up to assist me. I slid them over her legs and then I removed her sandals. As I moved in to start eating her, she asked me to stop.
“Get under the desk and eat me as I read. This way I can pretend you are really eating my creampie. This is so exciting.”
This was very out of character. I loved eating her box but this seemed like she was using me to get her off as she read porno on the computer. None the less, I slid under the desk.
She pulled her chair forward and slid to the edge. “Now hurry, please eat me!” she urged.
I leaned in and first inhaled. Her musky fragrance was overpowering. She was trimmed up and glistening. I pushed my tongue in deep. She was so hot and juicy. I heard her start moaning.
I sucked and licked her through several stories, not just that one. Finally, she must have put the mouse down because she grabbed both sides of my face and pulled me into her.
“Ohhh… here I cum. Suck my creampie. Swallow all that cum” she cried.
She was still fantasizing about being eaten with a load of cum in her. I never saw her so excited. I sucked her clit hard and then went back to her hole while I used my fingers on her clit.
She came harder than I’d ever seen. Her pussy clenched my tongue as she gripped my head with her hands and between her thighs.
She finally let go and I tried to push the chair back so I could stand up. My cock was as hard as a rock.
Instead she pushed me back and said, “Where are you going? I want to read another story.”
After one more story and her having one more orgasm, she let me crawl out from under the desk.
“Reading this stuff gets me hot. If you’ll eat me from now on under the desk while I read, you’ll definitely get lucky more often.”
I nodded my approval and pulled my shorts down to present myself to her. I was desperate for relief after the nearly forty five minutes under the desk eating her wet box.
She stood up and pushed me into the chair. She kneeled down and began to lick my pole. It was leaking cum and bobbing in the air.
She engulfed my prick with her full red lips and slid them down until she had me completely in her mouth.
I felt her tongue sliding from side to side on the bottom of my cock. She started massaging my swollen balls as I gently began thrusting into her mouth.
She kept up her rhythm as I kept up mine. I knew that after a few minutes, I would have to explode.
I told her to stop, if she didn’t want me to cum yet.
She pulled me out of her mouth and said, “Please, cum in my mouth, I want to taste you.”
That was it. She slid me in deep and began sucking me as if to quench her desire. I clawed at the chair as my cum was being drawn up out of my balls.
I thrust my hips up and started to cum. I felt wave after wave shoot in her mouth. She kept swallowing until I was drained.
I looked at her face and there was my cum on her lips and chin.
She said, “Wow, you must have liked those stories also. You came like a horse.”
I was empty. I just lay in the chair and listened.
She said, “I feel so good, I want more of this, Okay?”
I knew she meant tonight, so I agreed. Then she leaned in and gave me a sloppy kiss. She sucked on my tongue passionately. I tasted a faint hint of my cum still in her mouth.
After the kiss, She looked at me and said, “I’m so glad you’re not afraid of a little cum. I could never enjoy swallowing again if I knew you thought that it was gross. I love you.”
If kissing her after she had swallowed a load of my cum made her love me, how could I refuse.
We cleaned up and she went back to her recipe book as I watched some TV. Tammy announced she was going to the store.
While she was out, I went back to the computer to look at the creampie site. There were loads of pictures of women with cum dripping out of them. I started getting an erection.
All of a sudden the door swung open. I had forgotten to lock the door.
It was Tammy. “I forgot the recipe.”
She looked over at me by the computer with a hard on. She recognized the site and smiled. “I knew you’d like it.”
She turned and headed back out. The rest of the day was pretty normal. She made the pie and then we got dressed for the party.
We had a good time. It was a formal party for work and everybody really looked their best.
Tammy wore a long black dress with a slit up the side and no back. Her heels made her legs seem even longer than they were already.
I noticed that her toes had a French manicure. She knows I love her feet and I always suck on them during sex.
I asked her for a slow dance and we left for the floor. As we danced, she purposely would rub herself against me. I was as hard as a piece of granite and she felt it.
She said she wanted to tell me something. So I bent down and she started to tongue my ear. She stopped and said, “I hope you are in the mood for dessert later.”
We sat down at our table and she reached under the tablecloth. I felt her begin to rub my hard cock.I was afraid someone might see us but she wasn’t.
I got really got nervous when she slid my zipper down. When she started stroking me, I stopped caring. She did this for a few minutes.
I was slowly filling up with cum and I knew I wouldn’t get relief until later. So I pulled her hand out from my pants. Her fingers were shiny and wet.
One of my co-workers walked up and asked me if I had tried out the dessert bar? Before I could answer him, Tammy said, “I did and I got some sauce all over my fingers. Taste this, sweetie.”
She pushed her fingers in my mouth. My co-worker walked away laughing. Tammy meanwhile enjoyed watching me swallow the juice she deposited in my mouth.
She looked at me and winked with her long lashes. “That was just a sample. I can’t wait to feed you a whole slice. I’m so wet right now.”
I would have left right then but she wasn’t through. We danced and danced. Everybody was admiring her beauty.
Finally, she grabbed my hand and said, “I’m all danced out. I need to get out of these sweaty clothes. Any ideas on what we can do then?”
I would have run to the car with her if I could.
On the ride home, Tammy was all over me. While I drove the car she laid her head in my lap. I told her to stop because I might wreck the car.
Instead of stopping, she opened my fly and pulled out my stiff cock. She slid me deep into her mouth. It felt so good.
Then she stopped and said, “I’ll stop if you want me to?”
I just pushed her head back down. It was a thirty-minute ride from there. She sucked me slowly, bathing my cock with her saliva. She brought me to the edge over and over.
When we finally got to our house, she thought it was cute the way I could barely walk to the door.
She said, “I’ll race you upstairs!”
She beat me in my current state. However, I beat her in the clothes removal contest. She lit some candles and I jumped in the bed to watch her undress.
Watching her strip was like watching a picture being painted. Each piece of clothing was a brush stroke.
She said, “I don’t want you to cum too quickly. So just lie back and relax.”
I lied back but she wasn’t going to let me relax. I felt her long hair across my stomach and her lips on my cock. Her oral assault tonight was unrelenting.
She sucked me slowly with a nice rhythm. My balls were swollen. I needed to cum very badly. This beautiful woman had teased me for half the night.
As my balls drew up tight and were ready to fire, she pulled off. I let out a groan of desperation.
“I think you’re ready now.
Ready for what?! I’m begging you, please, let me cum!
She slid back up and kissed me. I tasted my cum in her mouth.
She said, “You’ve gotten all the pleasure so far. I want you to pleasure me from head to toe.”
I wasn’t sure I could last but I was going to try to make her squirm now. I lied her on her back and kissed her neck and then slid to her breasts. She tasted salty from her sweating on the dance floor.
I alternately sucked each nipple as she moaned. I felt her push my head down to her crotch and I put my mouth on her clit. It was sticking out and engorged with blood. She was in heat.
Instead of taking her over the edge, I moved down to her feet. She begged me to eat her.
I told her, “All in good time. “I lifted her left foot to my face. They smelled delicious. Her toes were delicate and her French manicure was new.
I ran my tongue up her sole and sucked her big toe in my mouth.
“What are you doing? I’ve been dancing on my feet all night? Don’t you care?”
Her feet tasted salty at first but I didn’t care. They were beautiful. I answered her question by popping another toe into my mouth.
She shivered with pleasure.
She now started moaning and twisting on her nipples. I alternated sucking on each toe and then licked in between.
When I was through with that foot she practically jammed her other foot in my mouth. I guess she didn’t mind the attention to her feet anymore.
“Suck my pretty feet while I rub my clit.”
Pretty soon I could see a desperate look on her face. “Fuck me now. I need you inside of me,” she said.
I started to eat her box instead.
“You can eat me later, now I told you to fuck me!”
I figured I’d fuck her a little and then pull out to eat her some more. I slid inside her warm tight pussy and knew immediately that I was in trouble. I knew I’d never last.
She reached back to grab my hips and then hooked her legs around me. I tried to pump slowly but she was like an animal. She started thrusting back at me with each stoke.
After all her teasing and sucking, I knew I needed to slow down but she wouldn’t let up. She pushed me on my back and started bouncing up and down on my cock. I was trying not to think about cumming.
She looked down and said, “Hurry up and cum in my pussy. I can’t hold out much longer and I want to cum on your mouth. I saw you on the computer today so I know that you want to eat my creampie.”
I really didn’t want to do this, but she did. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I buried myself deep inside her and began shooting. My swollen balls were finally getting relief. The load was enormous. I came and came. All of her teasing and sucking had done its job.
“I can feel it. You’re filling me up more than ever. It feels so hot and thick. You’re going to love this too. I love you and the way you always make my fantasies come true.”
Then she lifted off of me and moved towards my head. I wasn’t sure about this. Then I looked up at my beautiful wife. She was excited and I knew she wanted this.
“Here it comes!” I heard her giggle.
As she lowered her pussy on my face, I saw that her pussy lips were shiny and red. When she made contact with my mouth, I smelled my cum and felt its heat. She spread her lips open with her fingers to unlock its cargo.
“This is going to feel so good. You almost made me cum with your dick. Now suck me out first.”
I opened my mouth and felt the first drip. It was hot and thick. I swallowed instinctively. I noticed the taste. It was a little salty but not as bad as I thought it would be. So I stuck my tongue in her pussy as far as I could to get some more.
She sat down with all her weight. I looked up. Her head was thrown back. Her nipples were erect and she had sweat all over her. I sucked her pussy real hard and was rewarded with a sudden rush of thick hot semen.
“I just felt a ton of your cum pour out of me. I’m so glad you like the taste. To think that your eating all of the cum that was in your balls a moment ago and not me, is kind of funny.”
She giggled at me as I swallowed it down.
“Mmmm, that looked like a mouthful. Now open your mouth again, I want to watch this.”
I opened up and she lifted up off my face. Again, she spread herself open with her fingers. When she tightened her abdominal muscles, a huge strand of cum flowed down into my mouth.
She looked down and said, “Yum, yum, yum.”
That was it for her. She slammed her crotch back down and started grinding on my out stretched tongue. As her orgasm approached, she worked her clit onto my tongue.
I sucked it hard as she rode my face to a crashing orgasm. She fell to my side. She was exhausted. As I swallowed the remnants of her orgasm, she regained her composure.
“Thank you. I don’t know why that excites me so much. Did you enjoy eating your creampie?”
I told her that I loved making her feel good and that my orgasm was terrific, too.
“I could see that it was. You just swallowed a lot of cum and to think that you came earlier in the day, too.
Next time I’ll tease you for a couple of days before I let you cum in me again. We’ll make a jumbo pie for you to eat!” she laughed.
I told her if that’s what she wanted, it was fine with me.
She seemed pleased with that answer and said, “We’ll have to save all that for this weekend. Now, I want some more of your delicious cum in my belly, so lie back. You taste so good and I never got any tonight.”
As I lied back and enjoyed her lips on my cock, I realized how much I loved my wife. Our relationship changed for the better that day. We are now more open and playful.
I love her.
Sexy Karla Kush is a blond with a great natural body and some perky B cup tits. She’s also a lover of big cocks, especially big black cocks, and this scene from Blacked has sexy Karla Kush taking a really big black hose monster cock in all sorts of ways. It’s amazing to see her trying to suck it all down, there is no way Karla Kush will be able to take all of this cock in her mouth, and I don’t even think she ever could take all of that cock in her sweet juicy fuck hole, but she will try hard and really make the guy spurt cum all over her tits and face. She loves it, this girl really likes that big cock poking her holes!
In the summer of 1973 Aunt Patricia came to visit. She wasn’t my real aunt, not a blood relation, but she was my mother’s oldest friend and I had always known her as ‘aunty’. I didn’t know much about her really, just the bare bones of her life. I knew she’d met my mother in London during the dark years of the Second World War, when she was 16. She’d been orphaned by the Luftwaffe during the blitz and had managed quite competently on her own despite her tender age. No doubt her pretty face and voluptuous figure opened doors for her, and she was a very wealthy woman in 1973.
Patricia arrived in mid July and was still there a month later on a hot Saturday afternoon in August. She’d made a fuss of me when she eased herself elegantly from her Bentley, teasing me mildly about how much I’d grown, how I’d filled out etc, and I was treated to a butterfly winged kiss on the cheek, her subtle scent gently enveloping me when she briefly held me close to her bosom. Patricia was grace and elegance personified. She was always tastefully dressed and immaculately groomed, simply oozing sophistication. Her face was still beautiful and her figure voluptuous and curvy at the age of 46. It was her figure that I noticed on that fateful Saturday afternoon when I spied her sunbathing on the patio at the rear of our house.
I’d been out, and mum and dad were away. We weren’t expecting them back until late Sunday, and it appeared that Patricia had taken advantage of being alone and decided to get in a spot of sunbathing. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I first saw her from an upstairs window. She was stretched out on a sun lounger gloriously naked, and I feasted my eyes on her magnificent, oiled body. My cock stiffened instantly as I gloried in Patricia’s total abandonment. Her full, round breasts and dark brown nipples glistened with the sheen of her sun oil and were a magnet for my hungry eyes. I was captivated by the sight of her crinkly haired pubic bush, as my eyes roved over every glorious, naked inch of her voluptuous body.
I’d never seen a naked woman before in my life and my stomach flipped and fluttered as I stood for long minutes, drinking in every detail of Patricia’s nakedness. The lust for the mature woman was an ache in my hard cock, and I conjured up vivid fantasy images of her in my fevered 18 year old mind. I longed to suck on her big, rubbery nipples, to maul her heavy tits with both hands, and to stab at her experienced cunt with my virgin prick.
I had a brief moment of panic when Patricia sat upright on the lounger. Her tits swung and wobbled weightily as Patricia raised herself, and I was relieved to see that she was just changing position, turning over to sun her back when she settled down on the lounger again. I committed the detail of Patricia’s shapely figure and fleshy buttocks to memory as I spied on her from the cool interior of the house. My cock was still throbbing stiffly, begging for release, and I found myself standing in the doorway of Patricia’s bedroom.
I had no idea how I came to be in her room. I had moved on automatic pilot and the first conscious moment I can recall is the remnant of Patricia’s scent wafting on the warm air of her bright, sunlit room. I went to the chest of drawers and, ever so quietly, slid the drawers open one by one. I found her underwear and pulled a lacy brassiere from the pile, a silky pair of cami-knickers dropping to the carpet as I pulled the bra out. I picked up the soft, velvety panties and felt the soft texture of the garment with my finger tips. I held the brassiere up to my nose and sniffed Patricia’s scent deeply, unzipping my jeans as I did so.
I wrapped the silky panties around my cock and wanked hard. I was filled with desire for the mature Patricia, and the closest I could get to fulfilling my fantasy was to masturbate into her underclothes. Looking back it was complete madness, pulling my cock in our guest’s bedroom, her underwear drawer hanging open. I was tempting fate, begging to be caught in the act, but the sight of Patricia’s unashamed, abandoned nudity sent me temporarily insane.
It didn’t take me long to come. With a low moan and a vigorously pumping hand, I spurted my hot semen into the delicate fabric of Patricia’s undies. The silken garment caught most of the flood, but a few thick drops of white, sticky goo dribbled onto the carpet. When my cock finally stopped its spitting, and my breathing had returned to near normal, I put the bra back in the drawer, cleaned myself up as best I could, and taking the ruined knickers with me, left the room.
I hid the panties in my bedroom and went down into the kitchen, making some noise so Patricia would know I was back and could get herself covered up.
‘Oh, hello Richie,’ she said as she padded into the kitchen on her bare feet. ‘Have you had a good time?’
‘Yes thanks, aunty Pat,’ I replied, allowing my eyes to flicker over Patricia’s now bikini clad body.
When I looked into Patricia’s face I noticed that she’d seen my brief appraisal of her voluptuous curves, and I reddened at the fact of being caught in the act. If only she’d seen me 15 minutes earlier!
‘Well, I’d better go and make myself decent,’ Patricia said brightly. ‘I’ll go and cover myself up. It’s not nice for you to see me half nude,’ she added.
Was she teasing me I thought to myself as I watched Patricia’s lovely arse wiggle in her bikini briefs when she left me alone in the kitchen. She’d seen me ogling her big tits for sure, and I would have been happy enough if she’d stayed in her bikini all afternoon. Even though I’d spunked my load only 15 minutes earlier, I could feel my cock thickening again as I thought lewdly about my mother’s friend.
When Patricia came back downstairs I noticed a strange look on her face. I couldn’t define it, but it was a sly, feline look. A slight upwards curl at the corners of her mouth, and a narrowing of the eyes. What did that look mean? I asked myself. Or is it just my imagination? I wasn’t sure at all.
Patricia had bathed, washing the oily residue from her body, and was now dressed in a light coloured cotton summer frock. The dress that Patricia was wearing was showing a generous amount of cleavage, and I surreptitiously admired the light, golden hued upper slopes of her bountiful, braless breasts. I could see the outline of her thick nipples as they pushed against the thin cotton, and a vivid image of Patricia’s earlier nakedness flashed across the screen in my mind like a slideshow.
‘I’m going to have a glass of wine on the terrace,’ Patricia said as she opened the fridge door. ‘Would you like one?’
‘Er… sure,’ I replied as Patricia looked at me, her head tilted to one side questioningly.
Patricia poured the wine as we sat down together, the warm afternoon giving way to a balmy early evening.
‘Ah, that’s good,’ sighed Patricia appreciatively as she took a sip of her wine and leant back in her chair. She crossed her smoothly shaven legs as she relaxed and I noted the clean, elegant lines of her exquisitely sculpted calves.
‘So Richie, how are things?’ She enquired, opening the conversation.
‘Yeah, not bad thanks aunty,’ I responded. Not really giving too much away at all.
‘How’s college? You must be fighting all the young women off.’ Patricia said, a glint in her eye. Was she teasing me? I couldn’t fathom her out.
I reddened at the reference to girlfriends, and Patricia laughed softly at my discomfort when I mumbled that I didn’t have a female companion.
‘Well, I would have thought that a handsome young man like you would have any number of eager young girls to choose from,’ she said in a low voice, looking at me with those narrowed eyes over the rim of her glass.
My face burned as my embarrassment heightened. Why was she teasing me like this? I had the notion that Patricia was playing with me, and I was very uncomfortable with the way the conversation was going.
‘Hmm,’ Patricia studied me coolly. ‘Are you a virgin Richie?’ The question stunned me by its directness, and I could only stare at Patricia with disbelief written all across my features. ‘Well?’ she persisted.
I nodded dumbly and Patricia leant forwards, almost whispering her next question. ‘Were you in my bedroom earlier?’
My mind boggled. How did she know? Had she noticed the missing knickers? Had I disturbed something? It was irrelevant anyway; she knew I’d been in there, and that was all that mattered.
‘Sorry aunt Patricia,’ I said with a hangdog expression. I was ashamed of my behaviour, but I had been in the grip a lust fuelled insanity, powerless to resist.
It should have dawned on me then. If Patricia knew I’d been in her room, why wasn’t she spitting with rage? I had invaded her private space, rifled through her possessions and defiled her with my obscene act. Rather than being angered, Patricia seemed amused by the whole incident. Of course the shock of her questions, and being caught out in such an indecency had fogged my powers of logical thought. I was more concerned with the consequences.
‘Did you see me sunbathing?’ Another nod from me, I hung my head with the shame.
Patricia said nothing more for the moment; she just looked at me levelly. Then she spoke, ‘You don’t know much about me, do you Richie?’ I looked up into her face, puzzled. ‘I met your mother during the war.’ Patricia seemed to slip into some sort of reverie. ‘I was 16,’ – she continued absently, a distant look in her eyes as though she was actually looking back into the past – ‘and your mum worked as a secretary for a man at the Home Office.’ She paused there, and her eyes focussed once more as she looked directly at me.
Patricia told me the story of her early life. About how she met my mother during a party that had been organised for my mother’s boss, who was also Patricia’s lover. He was Lord ‘somebody or other’, a big wig at the Home Office, and had found the ripening Patricia very much to his taste. He had established the pretty, young girl in a smart little pied-à-terre, lavished her with gifts and taught her how to please a man’s carnal desires. Despite the circumstances of Patricia’s private life my mother and she had become firm friends after that party,. Whilst my mother followed the more conventional route of marriage and quiet suburbia, Patricia had trodden a path towards high class call girl when her lover took his interest elsewhere. She was the most sought after whore in London by the time she was 21.
I was shocked by the revelation that my aunt Patricia was a prostitute, and she left me to absorb the information when she went in search of a fresh bottle of white.
‘I have 3 houses house, and several girls working,’ Patricia continued as she returned with the chilled bottle. That explained the money and the lavish automobile, the collection of expensive clothing and shoes. A lot of pieces to the jigsaw suddenly fell into place now, but I was puzzled by Patricia’s decision to tell me such sensitive, personal information. As if reading my mind she explained. ‘I’ve opened my legs for lords and common men alike, and I’ve turned a pretty penny indeed,’ she said in a low voice. ‘But…’ She leant towards me, placing her elegant hand on my thigh. ‘I have a yen for young men.’ Her fingers squeezed gently and moved higher along my leg.
I just sat dumbly, my brain not making sense of Patricia’s blatant invitation. She had basically told me that she wanted to fuck me, that she liked young men and I was on the list for tonight, but I was pole axed by everything she’d revealed to me and incapable of acting.
Patricia stood up and held her hand out to me before she led me through the kitchen and up the staircase towards her room. I held her hand as we climbed the stairs, still not fully realising what was happening.
‘I know you saw me this afternoon, and that you came into my room,’ Patricia whispered as she released my hand. ‘That looks like cum,’ she pointed to where my spunk had spattered onto the carpet that afternoon. ‘You pulled your cock right here, didn’t you?’ She was very close to me now, I could smell her and feel the heat from her body she was so close. In spite of my fuzzy brain, my prick rose to the occasion and stiffened swiftly in my jeans.
Patricia kissed my dry lips gently and pushed the palm of her hand against the bulging front of my jeans ‘Did you like what you saw?’ she asked throatily. ‘I think you must have,’ she continued and answered her own question, ‘Otherwise you wouldn’t have wanked in my room. You’re such a bad boy.’
She unzipped my jeans and undid the button, allowing her access to my rigid cock. ‘Mmmm, you won’t have to wank any more darling,’ she said as she scooped my prick and balls out of my pants. ‘My, my, my,’ she said with genuine appreciation. ‘That is such a lovely specimen.’
Patricia peeled my foreskin gently back and revealed the spongy, purple dome of my cock head. I groaned out loud as she gently squeezed and massaged my prick. ‘Do you like aunty Patricia playing with your fat cock?’ she asked. The vulgarity of her phrase excited me beyond words, and the perverted reference to her being my aunt only fuelled my desire.
She laughed when I gulped and nodded. I looked down to see my thick cock held in Patricia’s slim fingered hand. She was expertly wanking me, bringing me very close to the edge, and she must have sensed my threatening explosion and stopped her manipulation.
‘Take your clothes off,’ she ordered, and pulled the cotton dress she was wearing down over her shoulders. She wriggled free of the dress as I hastily disrobed, and then stood in all her magnificent, naked glory, hands on her broad hips, looking at me with a haughty expression on her pretty face.
She strode over to me, her big jugs wobbling enticingly as she walked, and kissed me once more on the lips. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and we kissed like real lovers for the first time. I had kissed girls before, but this kiss was different. It was the first time I’d kissed a naked woman, and it held the promise of my sexual awakening, my initiation into manhood, and the taking of my virginity by this experienced, mature goddess.
As we kissed deeply I felt Patricia’s breasts squash up against my chest, and I could feel her slightly abrasive pubic bush against my thigh. I was in a state of high arousal now, and I was achingly desperate to penetrate the mystery of Patricia’s cunt.
Patricia, being expert in all matters sexual, knew that my need was urgent and sought to calm me down a little. She drew a hot bath, and after tenderly washing me down with soap and a flannel, she joined me in the steaming, foamy water. I lathered up the soap in my hands and soaped up Patricia’s body, not because she needed washing, but because I wanted to feel the texture of her skin under my hands. I savoured the feel of her springy, heavy tits and the thickly erect nipples that tipped her full globes. Eventually we left the bathroom and made our way to Patricia’s bed.
I watched in delight as Patricia lay back on the soft bed and spread her long thighs for me. I gazed in awe at her sex and saw a smile of amusement flicker across Patricia’s face.
‘Come here,’ she said, her voice leaden and heavy with lust. ‘Get between my thighs and let me show you how to lick a woman’s cunt.’
Her use of the word sent a frisson of delight through me. It was shocking to hear Patricia use such profane language, but I did as I was bid and lay down on the bed, Patricia’s freshly bathed pussy inches from my face.
Patricia reached down and parted the thick folds of her loose labia with the tips of her fingers exposing her gooey pinkness. She gave me my first lesson in how to please a woman with my tongue, and I proved to be a willing, and apparently capable pupil.
‘Oh yes,’ she moaned as I tentatively dabbed at her large clit. ‘Lick my clit baby, that feels so good.’ I tongued at Patricia’s opening as she requested, and tasted the syrupy juice that she was dribbling. ‘That’s it baby. Oh yes, that’s beautiful,’ she cried as I moved from the rim of her pussy to her clit and back, licking and probing at her, her moans of delight spurring me on.
‘I’m going to come darling. Come on… that’s it… on my clit… harder… up and down, baby… ooooh!’ Patricia was panting as her climax built; her grunts taking on an animal quality as I furiously tongue fucked her. Finally she exploded into a noisy orgasm, her body shaking with the intensity I had brought to her with my tonguing. Patricia held my head tightly and pushed her sopping sex into my face, smearing her juice across my chin and cheeks.
‘Baby, that was fucking gorgeous,’ Patricia said when she’d calmed down a little. She manoeuvred her body so that she could kiss me again and she licked her own cum juices from my face before kissing me deeply and passionately. ‘Darling, I almost pissed cum,’ she said when she released me from the kiss. ‘You have great potential, if that’s the first time you’ve licked a woman… phew.’
Patricia pushed me over so I was lying on my back. I put a couple of pillows under my head so I could watch as I was about to get my first blow job. My toes curled when Patricia wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. Her warm mouth was wet and welcoming, and I felt her busy tongue move slickly around the knob of my cock as she sucked on me. She wanked the root of my cock with her hand as she sucked, and I knew I was going to blast off very shortly.
As she sucked and wanked at me Patricia managed to look me right in the eyes, winking at me as my thick prick distorted her lovely features. Her lips were stretched around the girth of my cock and I was staggered by how much of the length Patricia could get into her mouth. ‘I’m going to come aunty,’ I groaned out a warning. ‘Oh, God, I’m going to…’
The spunk spurted from my cock, forcing Patricia to swallow fast. It just kept on spitting from me and I kept my eyes locked on the sight of Patricia swallowing furiously, my seed overflowing from between her stretched lips and my shaft. She let my still spunking cock slip from her lips and was instantly rewarded by a jet of thick, stringy come spattering onto her cheek. More of the stuff landed wetly on the upper slopes of her divine breasts and finally, I was done.
‘That was a lot of spunk darling,’ said Patricia as she wiped the goo from her cheeks with the back of her hand. ‘That’s why I love young men, they’re so virile and can come buckets.’ She heaved herself to her knees, and before I knew what was happening she had squatted over my thighs, and was easing her thick lipped cunt down over my still hard cock.
I watched in amazement as Patricia’s sticky pussy lips enveloped my prick, and I felt, for the first time, the sublime sensation of a vagina gripping my thickness. I was in a strange place mentally. On one hand my senses were being overloaded as my brain tried to recognise all of the new sensations at once. The warmth and wetness of Patricia’s cock hungry opening, the tightness of it gripping me as she flexed her inner muscles, the sound of her moaning in satisfaction as she impaled herself on my manhood, the smell of her arousal and the heaviness of her weight as she used her hands on my chest to steady herself, all clamouring for attention within my tortured brain.
On the other hand I was somehow detached. I can still recall, with great clarity, the way Patricia’s big, heavy tits swayed and wobbled as she fucked up and down on my cock. I can still see the puckered texture of her nipples, as they stood out long and thickly erect with her excitement, and the look of ecstasy on her contorted features. Patricia’s eyes were tightly shut, her mouth open in a silent scream as she let herself be taken by the feeling of my hardness deep in her belly.
I reached up to feel Patricia’s breasts, and she opened her eyes to smile down at me when she felt my hands upon her skin. ‘You feel lovely baby,’ she said. ‘So thick, you’re stretching me open. It’s divine.’ Patricia continued to slap her fleshy buttocks down hard against my thighs, the sound of our fucking cracking sharply with each thrust.
After a few minutes of energetic coupling, Patricia lifted herself from my glistening prick. It was coated with her juice, and I could see that my lover’s thighs were slick with the wetness that had poured from her. Patricia lay back on the bed and offered herself to me again in a wide legged invitation.
I pushed myself into her and Patricia wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close. We kissed and made tender love gently for a while until her need grew urgent. I lifted myself up onto my palms, arms fully outstretched, and I began to fuck into Patricia with hard, savage strokes. Her back arched and her fingers clawed at the sheets as I powered into Patricia’s soaking cunt, slamming myself viciously against her, my pubic bone clashing against her large, oversensitive clit.
‘Come on lover; make me come,’ she cried out shrilly at my efforts. ‘That’s right, hard and deep. Come on, fuck that big, fat pick into my cunt,’ she exhorted. Patricia was certainly vocal when she was aroused, and I found her use of profanity very exciting.
‘Come on, that’s it… I’m going to come. Oh yes… fuck me, fuck me with your lovely, fat fucking cock… YES!!!!’ Patricia screamed as her orgasm took her. Her hips bucked spastically as she let the waves of her climax break, her big tits wobbled on her chest, and I saw the cords on her neck stand out alarmingly as Patricia screamed out her joy.
Finally I fucked my mature teacher from behind, holding her broad hips in my hands as I fed my meat into her. Patricia was on her elbows and knees, her big, shapely arse high in the air, and she was sobbing with sheer pleasure as we fucked like a pair of rutting animals.
‘Oh fuck, I’m going to shoot into you,’ I said through gritted teeth when I felt my spunk begin to surge.
‘Do it in me baby, let me feel it shoot inside me,’ Patricia responded, panting as she lifted herself, resting on her hands now rather than her elbows. She pushed back against me to meet my thrusts, and the sight of her rippling buttocks tipped me over the edge. ‘Fuck, oh shit… here it comes,’ I grunted as my cock began to spit its hot load deep into Patricia.
‘I can feel it, I can feel it,’ she cried delightedly as my seed jetted into her molten cunt. I could only grunt in reply as my prick unleashed its venom. It felt as though Patricia’s body was sucking the very core out of me, the marrow from my bones, and I sobbed with the intensity of the release.
I pulled my cock out of Patricia and lay spent, my body glistening with sweat from the exertion, my chest heaving as I fought to control my breathing.
Patricia cuddled up close to me and pressed her soft body against me. We kissed and talked long into the night and I fucked the wanton bitch 3 more times before dawn’s early fingers lit the morning sky. My parents weren’t due back until that evening, so I had ample opportunity to play with my lover for the rest of that day.
I wonder how long my aunty Pat is going to be staying? I think I’ll have to go and visit her at work sometime when she goes back. Perhaps meet some of her girls!
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