Without another word, she mounted my inflexible shaft as if she was mounting a horse. It slid easily into her wet hole as she eased herself all the way down to where the soft lips of her pussy were against my balls. With her hands supporting herself on my chest and smiling down into my face, she commenced her ride. And quite a ride it was, up and down, back and forth, in and out, until I was once again ready to pump her full of my jism.
At the last second, her eyes lost their focus and her head sagged. I think she stopped moving and was only quivering because she had a climax, but it held me on the pinnacle of orgasm until my need had passed. Slowly she regained her senses and resumed her journey, going up so high I was afraid I would fall out. She came back down just far enough so that the helmet of my prick was just barely inside of her. By flexing the muscles of her vagina, she was able to ‘milk’ me as one might milk a cow. This time there was no stopping, and I unloaded what little sperm I had left into her warm box as a gigantic orgasm overtook me. I was left shuddering and gasping for breath.
Now it was her turn to collapse alongside of me.
“Oh God, Mr. Wilson, you are so much better than Todd, I can’t believe it. He didn’t like to eat pussy, and he couldn’t last anywhere near as long as you. Oh look, it’s almost dark, and I’ve got to get dressed and get home. My mom will wonder where I am. If I come back tomorrow, will you eat my pussy and fuck me again?”
My common sense screamed “no”, but my ego said, “Sure, any time.”
I drove her home, smug and self-satisfied with what had happened. Sure, she was young, but she was an adult and well experienced in sexual matters. And since it was the first piece of ass I had had in over a month, I certainly enjoyed it, and thought I did pretty well by her.
The next day, at the shop, I thought about her all day long. Every time I thought about the previous days events, I got a hard on. I finally got so horny that I asked my business partner, Fred, to take over and went home. I thought about jacking off, but I knew that she was coming over and was expected to give her a repeat of yesterday’s performance.
I straightened up a little, sprayed some air freshener around, fixed some hors d’oeuvres, opened a nice bottle of wine, put out some candles, and was just stepping out of the shower when the doorbell rang. I quickly splashed on a very sexy after-shave, grabbed my robe, and dashed to the door to let her in.
“Hello. Are you Mr. Wilson, Ted Wilson, Todd’s father?”
Standing there was not Sarah but rather a more mature version of Sarah. She was slender, perhaps in her late 30s, taller than Sarah but with the same blue eyes; the same round, firm ass and tits; the same short, blond hair.
“Er, yes. Are you Sarah’s sister?”
“No, I’m Ruth, her mother. May I come in?”
Oh shit!
“Of course. Forgive me; I just stepped out of the shower. Give me a moment to slip into something.”
“That’s all right, I won’t keep you. I just want to know if you are the one that seduced my Sarah.”