Afternoons With Mrs K. Ch. 2

I returned to my bedroom and idly traced around my clitoris with my fingers. I was getting wet with anticipation now. I heard the shower noise stop, and resisted the temptation to go and dry him myself.

After a very long minute, Jay returned to my bedroom. He was dry except for his hair, which looked damp and was sticking up slightly. There was a wonderful fresh scrubbed, clean aroma coming from him. Jay was totally naked; his toned body and long limbs were tanned and beautiful. As he walked towards me, his half-erect cock swayed from side to side; I saw his body’s muscles work easily beneath his skin. His grey-blue eyes met mine and he smiled. 

He stood in front of me, tall and commanding. I reached up and placed my arms around his neck and we met in a kiss. Our tongues explored each others mouths. He ran his hands up and down my sides, from beneath my arms to my knees. His touch was electric. Then he kneeled and slid my silk panties down and off my feet. He left the suspenders and stockings alone. 

"Wow," he said, "you are just so beautiful, Mrs K."

"Well thank-you young man," I repied, in mock politeness.

He called me Mrs K from time to time, instead of Hazel. I just knew he found the age gap between us a turn-on. If he wanted to play up to me being his senior to heighten his thrills, then that’s fine with me. For my part, having sex with such a younger man is both flattering and oh so enjoyable. Maybe I should feel some sense of guilt about it - he is younger than my daughters - but I don’t. 

I lay back onto my bed with my legs loose over the end. Jay parts my legs wide. He inhales audibly and deeply, and then his warm tongue and mouth dance over the folds of my pussy. Lord, I’m wet and writhing lightly immediately. I run my fingers in his hair as he zones in on my clit. I feel as though I am almost on fire. His strong hands unclip my bra, and then his fingers roll my nipples; which are both hard and sensitive.

My head feels giddy in the best of ways. It is the blood rushing around my pussy and my breasts no doubt. I feel my torso shudder, and I cum; I flow; his greedy mouth stealing the juice from my pussy. He frees his mouth from between my legs, rises above me and kisses me. The taste merely heightens my inflamed senses. His cock, almost iron hard and warm, presses against the valley between my now nearly closed, soft, inner thighs. 

He’s kissing me deeply; his tongue is clever and teasing. I revel in the feel of his strong body moving against mine. I feel strangely simultaneously both fragile yet powerful under him. I feel so desired, so sexy knowing I can make this young man want me so: I will have his big cock deep inside of me; I will make him cum and pump his seed in my body. 

I break the embrace and kiss my way down over his muscled chest and flat, firm stomach. I want his manhood. I just love the smell of his big cock; there is a sexy soap clean and sweet aroma. I start by licking his full balls.

"Ahhh," he almost cries out in delighted fashion. "Fuck Hazel, that is so good."

I then suck on each testicle in turn, then take his shaft in my hand. God, he’s big. I lick and kiss the veins pulsing the blood to his cock’s head. Then my lips cover the head. I taste the tang of his pre-cum. I let my lips close over the swollen, mushroom like end. My tongue dances around it. Jay is moaning now:

"Hmmm, Ahhh, Ohhh."

Now I draw more cock into my mouth, I suck him hard. His prick is magnificent. It is both thick and long. Jay swears now, and begins moving in and out of my lips. My mouth is being fucked, and I love it. Just as I am aware of my breathing being constricted, I feel a massive pulse in his cock, and he shoots his seed in me. The tang of his cum assails my taste buds, and I swallow deep, drawing that nectar into my belly.

JAY’S STORY

Mrs. K feasted on my cum; she sucked it down and then licked the remainder of the end of my cock. As I pulled my cock free she held it and gently pulled it back to her mouth, and sucked hard for a few seconds more, then gave me just the most killer big smile.

"I love your cum, Jay," she almost purred.

"Any time you like be my guest, anyyyyyy time," I replied.

"I want the next load elsewhere though," she said, and rubbed the full bush above her pussy, giving another huge grin. She was getting freer in her talk and expressions; more overtly confident in her sexuality. That was a big turn-on.

Having been ‘sucked dry,’ temporarily at least, it was surely now only the polite thing to do to return the favour again. Considering that Hazel has a very long silky pink-red pussy, a sensitive prominent clit and a really wonderful taste inside her vaginal walls, all beneath a lustrous full dark bush, it was the kind of chore I’d tackle willingly any day of the week, or minute in an hour, second in a minute, whatever. Put basically, she just had the kind of a cunt that draws a mouth.

I lick all around Hazel’s long pink-red slit. I love every fold. I tease her big sensitive clit with my tongue. Eating this fine lady quickly gives me another erection. I slide in and fuck Hazel’s pussy from the side as she raises one leg in the air. She loves this. She is sooooooooo wet.

Hazel then athletically moves her position and rides on top of me. I hold her big hanging, swaying breasts as she eases up and down on my cock. She is also using her cunt muscles to squeeze and hold my cock from time to time. I raise my thrusts to meet hers; a curious and wonderful stop start rhythm ensues. Hazel rides my length easy and slow, then fast and hard. I catch a nipple from her swinging breasts in my mouth and suck it.

Mrs K comes. Her chest and face flush a vivid red. I feel her body’s intensity. I want to cum now. I want to spread my seed in her silky, beautiful cunt. There is, though, somewhere else I need to cum in more. She is spent and exhausted. I lift her off of me and she lies beside me. I kiss her and hold her tight; I can feel the pounding, then gradually subsiding, of her heart’s beat.

With mock politeness, I ask, "can I have a play with your wonderful big ass sweet-heart?"

"Most certainly dear, enjoy yourself," Hazel giggles out in reply. 

Again I’m reminded of how her voice gets girlish when sexually aroused; it’s most affecting.

Hazel assumes a position: she gets on all fours and sticks those big buns right out. The fullness and firmish roundness of her buttocks surely is a fine sight to behold. Her hands spread her cheeks to show off her anus. For the second time my chest tightens at the glorious sight of her wrinkled, puckered ring……. Fucking fantastic. Her asshole is presented as an offering.