We were on the floor almost the whole time we were at the club — fast songs, slow songs, it didn’t matter. A couple of times a guy tried to cut in on us, but I stopped him the first time and
Avery took care of it the second time. At least to me, it seemed like it was just us, and no one else mattered.
I think we both knew what was going to happen when we got back to her apartment. I have to admit, I was pretty keyed up. I hadn’t been with a woman since before I divorced Traci, and at 47 I wasn’t exactly a kid anymore.
“I might be a little rusty,” I said to Avery as she slowly undressed me.
“I’ll be gentle with you then,” she responded back.
Apparently Avery’s interpretation of gentle and mine are two very different things. After I licked up her body from her knees to her neck with my tongue, she surprised me by grabbing me by the shoulders and rolling us both over. She then climbed on board cowgirl, taking only a few strokes to get herself impaled on my dick as she was already hot and wet. I reached up and squeezed her gorgeous melons in my hands while she rhythmically pounded me, so to speak, until her eyes rolled back in her head and she writhed in orgasm for what must have been a minute. When she finally finished, much of the middle part of my body was soaked in her juices. She put her face down on my chest and seemed to fight for her breath for a bit, but just as I was getting concerned that she might pass out, her breathing regulated and she lifted her head off of my chest. She then slowly started to ride on my still-hard dick, and five minutes later I had my own moment in heaven, pumping everything I had saved for two years inside of her.
She climbed off of me and laid down next to me, and I felt like a damn kid again as we laid there and nibbled on each other’s lips. After about 10 minutes of that, she looked at me with hungry eyes and asked how much longer it would be until I could get hard again. When I told her it would probably be close to an hour because she completely drained me, she scoffed, and looking me right in the eyes, said, “Way wrong answer, mister.”
Just as I was thinking I was about to disappoint my goddess, she slid down to my crotch, took my soft dick in her mouth, and showed me that I was way wrong. Five minutes later I was rock hard again, she was on her knees doggy and we were going at it full speed. Since I had come only a little earlier, I was good for a pretty long time, and we were able to slip in missionary position for a while before we reconfigured as she put her heels on my shoulders, allowing me incredible access to her incredibly hot pussy. I thought my head was going to explode when I came that time.
I had never eaten pussy on a woman previously after cumming inside her, but I felt since she had sucked me hard again with both of our juices on my dick, that I should return the favor, especially since I knew how I did my “best” work. So once I got my wits back about me, it was my turn to slide down to her crotch. Once there, I started by nibbling on her outer lips, and she sprang back to life almost immediately, giggling throatily as I started to work. Between both of our juices, she was drenched, and soon so was my face as I put my tongue as deep into her love canal as it would go. As I started fucking her with my tongue, she helped matters by bucking on my face before squirting a geyser on me. I was shocked, and at first I thought she peed, but the taste was all woman. I was never able to get Traci to squirt, so this was new territory for me, and once I figured it out, I really liked this new wrinkle. I made her do it twice more over the next half-hour before she pleaded with me to stop because she was exhausted.