I should have known better, this was all too much for Wayne, he moaned, “oh no,”. His hips thrust forward. He erupted. Thick creamy cum in copious amounts hit me in the face, catching me unawares. My right eye stun my vision blurred. I opened my mouth to catch some of the cum that still spurted from his cock. More landed on my face, in my hair, on my neck and on my breasts.
“Sorry,” Wayne said.
“Don’t be these things happen.” I answered, toying with his rapidly hardening cock.
I positively glowed when he said, “you are just so sexy I lost control.”
“Why thank you kind sir,” I replied coquetishley. “First things first, I’d better let the dog see the bone. – Or in this case the Bone see the bitch.” I said as I undid the waist of my wrap-around skirt, the material fell away onto the sofa, revealing me in my naked glory. Wayne gawped open mouthed.
“is there something wrong Wayne?” I asked.
“No … No nothing wrong — its just I didny expect you to be knickerless.”
“Oh I was just relaxing Wayne. I was feeling a bit randy — If you hadn’t come back I was going to ease my frustration.”
Wayne looked shocked. “You were going to do yourself!” He said incredulously.
“I’m a woman and women have urges the same as men do.”
“I ken that about Jules, but you — your older than my ma. I didn’t think older women did sex like that.”
I was getting angry. “So you think by my age a woman’s cunt is all shrivelled up. So what did we just do — I’ll tell you it was sex S… E… X… Did you think it was your magnetic sex charm that reawakened my libido? Answer NO! In fact to date you are only average.”
“I just thought when you get older the sex drive disappears.”
“Wayne I’ve got a baby in there — now I’ve seen no angels hanging round — Joanna is not the result of immaculate conception — Richard fucked me in my bed in this house.” I know I was being sarcastic and cutting — I cannot help it that is how I am when I get angry.
I changed my tone of voice, I wanted Wayne. “Now if I pop your cock in my mouth you will be hard in no time.” Cum was drying stiffly on my face like an obscene masque, but I driven by desire for his cock ignored the sensation. As soon as my tongue commenced a cock massage, his cock resumed its previous hardness. I gently let his cock slip from my mouth as I pulled my head away. “Now dear boy get your beautiful cock into my cunt and fuck me.”
It felt delightful as he parted my labia with his fingers then swiftly guided his cock into me. Soon I was meeting his thrusts, together we were building a rhythm. I felt his hands and arms slide under me, a pressure on my shoulder blades. I knew he was about to lift me. I drew up my legs, wrapped them round his waist and clasped.
He lifted. I hung from his body remaining impaled by his hard cock. He lowered our bodies onto the floor. A voice in my head mentioned, “carpet burns” – “Fuck carpet burns” I thought. He hooked his arms under my knees – lifted my legs. Only my head and shoulders were in contact with the floor. I was in the Pile-driver position his virile young body slamming down onto me, our pelvic bones colliding. I had not been fucked like this for thirty years or more. It was the type of fuck an older woman fantasises about, the one you really want when the equally elderly guy has difficulty getting it really hard in the first place. It makes me feel absolutely wonderful, I don’t want Wayne to stop. “Fuck me … Hurt me … Ram it into me … Don’t dare stop ….. Harder … Fuck me harder!” I knew I am screaming at him like some demented mad woman and I cannot stop myself.