I missed a huge cock head spreading my throat out like Jamie’s. I held my position for several seconds. I then backed off to half-staff and then plunged down again. I did that several times. About plunge number ten Jamie screamed out, ‘Laura, for god’s sake, I am cumming already!’
I pulled all the way off. His look was of disappointment. I began edging the head with my tongue holding his balls in my hand. In a minute, the first cum stream launched at least a foot up from his cock.
I redirected the streams to my face. He painted my face hitting my forehead, into my eyes, up my nose and into my wide-open mouth. All the time he was wrenching his head back and forth on the back of couch. Eventually his orgasm subsided. I deftly swept the cum up from my face and licked my fingers while he watched.
‘Aunt Laura — sorry — Laura, that was amazing. I have never lost control like that — ever.’ I didn’t think I was ever going to stop cumming.’
I wasn’t done with him. I moved up on top of him. He was still hard. I guided his erection into my very wet pussy. With my legs straddling his body, knees anchored on the couch, I supported myself with my hands on his muscled shoulders. I leaned into him, kissed him, and said.
‘Now I am going to fuck you. Amazon fuck you. Pull your legs up and hold them. That’s good.’
I began fucking his cock with up and down motions. I started slow, then I picked up the pace. He helped hold me up while I pushed down with my pussy and clit hitting his pelvis. It was working for me. I could feel the familiar feeling of an orgasm building. I picked up the pace. I was getting closer. He took hold of my breasts squeezing them, pinching my hard nipples. I was moving to a place I would like to be. My orgasm came so strong that my strength to keep fucking him left me and I collapsed on him.
He held me affectionately and kissed me on the cheek. I kissed him. He was till inside me. I didn’t want it to end. We were both satisfied but not wanting to let that go. I rolled off of him. He slipped his arm under me keeping contact.
‘Holy shit — we had sex on the couch!’ I blurted out.
We both laughed. We cuddled. And then it dawned on me the words he used.
‘I will be a great host and take care of your every need tonight.’
‘I want to have a beautiful sexual experience with you. Is that what you want?’
The alternative he slyly presented was sucking his cock and then riding it — that is what we — I did! His beautiful sexual experience was allowing me to play out what I wanted to do all along. The difference being the planted idea that he had something better in mind. All a clever ploy that enhanced my desire to take command and do what I really desired to do.
By fulfilling my prime desire to be in command when I felt I had lost control it was super fulfilling to me. His sophisticated plan executed to perfection enhanced my need to be his ‘lover on the side’.
‘Jamie, I want to be your side lover. You are somebody I just need to be around more. I truly believe you will be good for me, and I will be good for you.’