I don’t know how long we lay there together, but at some point, we ended up flat on our backs beside each other. For a while, we just stayed there, breathing and regaining our strength. This was when she started gently caressing my chest with her fingers. Her hands then moved downwards across my belly and down between my legs.
My cock had lost its hardness at this point, but Liz soon fixed that. By patiently touching it, and then taking it in her warm, wet mouth once again, she got it back to its erect state. Soon after, she straddled me and let it slide back inside her. With a pearly white smile, she looked down on me and cooed.
“This is step two of the plan.”
“Step two…?”
“Yes. I’m not done with you. You’re not going home tonight. I’m going to keep fucking you over and over…”
At this point, she started grinding on me. I could feel my cock bottoming out in her slippery insides. She was so wet with our combined fluids at this point that even though her pussy was really tight, I was sliding in and out of her with no effort. She put her hands on my chest to help support her weight, and kept dropping harder and harder down on me while she teased and talked dirty to her younger lover.
“… and over… and over again… until we get it right!”
“Ohhh…”
I reached up and put my hands on her weighty breasts, holding and squeezing them as she rose and fell on top of me. She kept riding my cock until she came, moaning and shivering with pleasure. Finally, she made me cum again too, happily letting me finish inside her. It felt wonderful.
“That’s it, cum inside your fertile auntie… give her that whole, juicy load…”
“Mmmmhh…”
“I much prefer this method to the clinical one… Don’t you?”
No, she didn’t let me go that evening. All through the night and well into Sunday morning, we just kept doing what lovers do. We slept for a bit, then woke up and immediately started having sex again. We had a bite to eat, then had sex again. We took a shower together, then… well, you get the idea by now.
We fucked in the bedroom, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, in the living room… She sucked me off, I ate her out; she taught me some things I had only ever heard about, and she let me do pretty much any depraved thing I wanted. Then, any time I got close to an orgasm, she made sure I slipped my cock inside her to deposit my load as close as possible to her fertile womb.
Once she finally let me go late Sunday evening, I was drained. My body ached all over and I could barely move, my muscles having run out of energy completely. Still, though… it was a good kind of tiredness. The whole journey home, I had this cheesy grin on my face. My groin felt sore for days afterwards and every time I thought about why that was, I just couldn’t help but smile.
After this, I didn’t hear from her for a couple of months. I kept thinking that the experience had been so incredible that I really wanted it to happen again, but at the same time I thought that there was no way we could top it. The way she had sprung that surprise on me, the way she had made me cum so hard that I practically passed out… there was just no way anything else could feel that amazing.
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