“So, what are you going to do for sexual release in view of your divorce?” Karen asked in a very sultry voice as she stroked her index finger over my chest.
I smiled widely. “I’ll have to find somebody else — not a one-night stand, though; someone that I could learn to love.”
“Are you taking applicants for the job,” she asked while staring into my eyes and now rubbing my chest with her whole hand.
“This is too good to be true,” popped into my pea brain. I hesitated for a few seconds while she continued staring at me — more into my soul than just my eyes. There was no alternative. I planted the most passionate kiss that I could muster on her lips. She kissed back just as passionately.
When we broke our kiss I chuckled “You’re one hell of a great kisser.”
“Wait until you see what I can do with my pussy,” she snickered with a malicious grin on her face.
Only a couple of minutes later as Karen lay on her back on my bed — naked — with my lips trying to suck her clit down my throat, the fingers of my right hand abusing her Gräfenberg–spot, and the fingers of my left hand pinching her profound nipple extending proud from her massive right tit I thought to myself “Is this really happening?” In case it was a dream I didn’t want to wake up.
When her first orgasm hit Karen flipped like a pancake, so violently that she almost spun off the bed. I continued to stroke her thighs and tits as she recovered. Once she did recover she got a diabolical grin on her face, pulled me completely onto the bed and with more strength than I thought her capable of turned me on my back. After two strokes with her hand of my already rock-hard cock she slowly impaled herself on me. It was then that I found out what she meant by her boast “Wait until you see what I can do with my pussy.”
The woman must have been doing Kegel exercises her entire life because her pc muscles acted on my cock like a peristaltic pump displacing a viscous liquid. After she had me almost on the brink she started bucking up and down at the same time as she was squeezing and releasing. I came like a volcano, so hard that I’m surprised that I didn’t blow Karen up to the ceiling. She groaned loudly as I discharged spurt after spurt of seminal fluid into her deft pussy.
When I was done ejaculating I looked up at the sex goddess as she continued to buck as her prodigious tits flopped up and down. While she had a pleased look on her face I had cum so quickly I doubted that she had as a result of penile penetration, so I pulled her down to me, smashing her soft yet firm boobs into my chest, and thrusted hard upwardly a dozen times or so until her orgasm hit and she spasmed like she had stuck her finger in an electrical socket.
Ultimately we both lay silent, Karen on top of me. I felt the most euphoric I ever did in my life as I leisurely stroked the sides of her tits as she purred in appreciation. Sometime later she rolled off of me and smiled as we were face-to-face. “You sure know how to back up a boast,” I chuckled; “your pussy is radioactive.” She giggled appreciatively.