Suddenly she stopped, her gaping pussy hovering mere inches above my dancing erection.
“Well?” she said.
“W-what?” I stammered, dumbfounded.
“Are you a virgin, Jason?” she said slyly.
“But-but-”
“You are a virgin, aren't you?” she purred, malice dripping from every word. “Are you sure you want me to take your virginity, Jason?”
I didn't answer. My cock ached with anticipation.
“Are you sure?” she hissed.
“Yes!” I wailed, “I'm a virgin and I want to fuck you so baaaad!”
With that, she let her full weight drop onto my rigid pole. I felt the luscious lips of her pussy part as my shaft rushed inside. A low moan escaped her lips as my raging erection plunged deeper and deeper into her warm wet core.
Fireworks were going off in my head! Mrs. Robbins had taken my full length into her pussy! I could feel the soft moist flesh of her ample ass resting on my balls.
“Ohhh Jason...” she gasped, ”You're stretching me so wide!”
She began rocking back and forth, her pendulous breasts swinging hypnotically inches from my face.
“Don't just look at them,” she panted breathlessly, “Do something!”
I grasped her undulating tits in each hand and let my thumbs explore the rough contours of her areolas. Her nipples were like rocks under my thumbs as I pressed down on them. I began moving them in a circular motion with my thumbs, slowly at first, then speeding up. I had seen it done in a porn video once, and the woman seemed to like it. Of course, porn stars pretend to like everything that's done to them, but it was worth a shot.
Brenda groaned with pleasure. Her pussy was soaking now, and I could feel her juices streaming down my shaft.
“I'm getting so close!” she moaned,”Suck on my tits, Jason. Suck on them now!”
She thrust a bulging breast toward me and I took it into my open mouth. My tongue swirled over her soft, slippery flesh and explored the contours of her rock hard nipple. It tasted almost salty. She leaned forward heavily, filling my mouth with her warm supple flesh and I sucked it in like a vacuum!
From what seemed like miles away, I could feel my cock burning and throbbing inside of her, like a volcano getting ready to erupt. Suddenly her pussy constricted around my shaft like a vice! She jerked back, her boob making an audible “pop!” as it left my mouth, and sat astride me, her whole body rigid as the orgasm rushed through her. A cry of ecstasy emitted from her lips, echoing in the empty shower room.
Just then I exploded inside of her. I was ejaculating uncontrollably, filling her with bursts of hot cum! Torrents of thick white semen bubbled from the swollen lips of her pussy, and rushed down my pole like a waterfall! I thought it would never stop, but finally my balls emptied. Mrs. Robbins and I stared at each other but didn't say anything. We were both too out of breath to speak.
Brenda dismounted and we both sat on the tile floor, letting the warm water from the shower head wash over us. Mrs. Robbin reached down and spread the lips of her pussy apart. Long strands of cum, like white spider webs, escaped from between her legs and circled the drain.
“So,” she said, breaking the silence,” Did that live up to your fantasies?”
“Live up to them?” I blurted, “You blew them away!”
Brenda laughed. “Oh dear,” she said,”I've set the bar very high, haven't I? Now I'll have to try even harder next time!”
“Next time?” I thought, my heart quickening, “There's going to be a next time?”
***
“ I'll see you Friday, then?”
I had finished getting dressed and was sitting on the locker room bench, tying my shoes and stealing glances at Mrs. Robbins as she fastened her bra.
“Friday?” I replied, confused.
Mrs. Robbins sighed. “ This Friday? The game with the Wild Cats? Don't tell me you've forgotten too, Jason.”
“Oh right, the game. I'll be there.”
I added with a wink, ”I might even bring Natalie too!”
Brenda laughed.
“Not bad.” I thought to myself as I exited the locker room and made my way across the gym. I had actually made a joke to the MILF of my fantasies, and I didn't stammer once. In fact, I had sounded pretty smooth, suave even. Maybe there was hope for me yet.
I was daydreaming about what my next encounter with Mrs. Robbins would be like, when I came to a sudden stop. My phone! Who had called me when I was in the locker room! I cycled through my messages frantically, hoping it hadn't been Natalie with an emergency or Mom wondering why I was taking so long to respond.
I was greeted with a picture of a girl in micro bikini bending over, while Rich, beer still in hand, slapped her on the butt. The caption below read: “U Jelly?”
That idiot. I heaved a sigh of relief.
Was I jealous of Rich?
No. Not any more.
In fact, I felt kinda sorry for him.
He was missing the real party.
Story 2
All my life I have always been attracted to women my own age or older. I know that sounds strange, since I've just turned 40 and should be due up for a mid-life crisis, but I have never fallen for a younger woman. At least, not before Kate...
My 19 year old daughter, Lori, is an avid horse rider. She caught the bug as a little girl when my Father in Law showed her how to ride the pony on his farm, and she had been riding ever since. I drive Lori home from her riding lessons whenever I can, and even managed to get off work early a couple of times so I could watch her ride. But most times, Lori rides home with her friend Kate.
Kate was also 19 years old and the daughter of wealthy parents. She had her own horse and stable, lived in a mansion complete with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, and according to my daughter, would
