I groaned aloud and almost screamed, “O’h Jeez, Fuck, Fuck, faster, faster!”
I came, shooting strings of semen hard against Sue`s hand that was cupping the head like a small umbrella.
As the waves of ecstasy began to wane she collected the discharge onto her hand and began to gently stroke me again, my semen now the lubricant.
At first I didn’t think I could bear the sensitivity any longer, arching my back off the bed and trying to squirm away from her.
For a while her vigorous hand movements verged on pain, making me feel like screaming.
Then. As she slowed down her long strokes up and down my shaft, I felt strangely excited again, the head still intensely sensitive but wanting more.
Sensing the change in me she began to work the rim around the head until I moaned that I could feel myself coming again.
My face screwed up and both eyes shut as the ejaculation began to erupt for a second time.
My abdomen convulsed as, in one glorious moment, more strings of semen shot from my prick.
“Jesus, fuck, fuck, I’m coming,” I gasped.
But this time the jet stream was directed at me, most of the load dropping hot on my chest, some reached my neck and one shot landed on my lips.
It tasted strangely earthy and salty.
Then it was over and Sue began wiping the cum from her hands and rubbing it vigorously into the black mass of my pubic hair.
The remainder of the semen she wiped onto the hair on my chest.
I lay back, the head of my still erect prick radiation sexual pleasure.
Opening my eyes I saw Sue had now stood up on the bed above me.
Other than for black briefs she was naked, sunlight bathing one side of her beautiful figure. Her nipples stood erect on her firm breasts.
“Well, how was that, smelly bum? Any better than you could do yourself?” She said, smiling down at me.
“Not bad for a MILF!” I said.
“Hmmm, MILF,” she said thoughtfully, Mother I’d Like to Fuck. I like that, but don’t you think MIGF would be more accurate?”
(BTW, that was the first time in my life that I’d heard her use the ‘f’ word!)
“MIGF, I repeated slowly?”
“Mother I’m Going to Fuck!” she said bouncing up and down on the bed. “Now shift your smelly arse off the bed and wash all that cum from your pubes,” she said with a mischievous squeal, then bounced off the bed and made for the door.
For a mature 36 year old, she had the moves of a teenager.
At the bedroom door she stopped and turned, making monkey sounds and moving her arms at me, like a Disney cartoon orangutang.
“Red haired MILF,” I called after her, throwing my legs out of the bed and heading after her.
“Smelly bum silverback!” she called back, sounding like a playful child, “and don’t forget, we need to use this early morning light to take some portfolio photos!”
Chapter 7
Twenty minutes later we sat together around the breakfast table, sipping coffee and enjoying the hot buttered toast she had made.
It took a further 15 minutes or so before the shutter on my DSLR clicked on the first pose for our portfolio.
I had feared that Sue might freeze or look wooden through the lens. But I needn’t have worried. She was a natural exhibitionist and the camera loved her.