Chapter 4

She was bent over the sink and I was using the hand sprayer to flush my cum out of her eye. She straightened up and I shut the water off as she blotted her face dry on the hand towel. She tossed the towel onto the counter and leaned against the sink, looking at me and then at her piss soaked floor.

“My God!” she sighed, shaking her head.

I felt a little stab of remorse at what I had made her do as I surveyed the mess. “I’m sorry, babe,” I said, putting my arm around her. “I shouldn’t have ... well, I’m sorry. Tell me where the mop is and I’ll clean it up.”

“No,” she said, shaking her head and starting to chuckle. “You’ve got the wrong idea.” She laughed for a moment and looked at me, and then flowed into my arms, pressing herself hotly against me as she pulled my head down by my ears and kissed me. She ended the kiss, tucked her face into the corner of my jaw and said, “I don’t cum like that from masturbation,” she said quietly. “I ... I really got off on pissing as I came. And I really liked your finger up my ass. I wanna do it again.” Her fingers dug into my chest. “Only this time,” she whispered, “I want your cock up there.” She looked up at me and kissed my jaw. “Can we do that? Or is it too disgusting?”

It was my turn to chuckle and I hugged her tight in relief. “That was one of the things I promised you, remember?” I asked.

“Yeah, I do,” she replied. “I was wondering if you did.”

“Oh yeah!” I said hoarsely. “I remember.”

“Good.” She relaxed against me and I held her for a few moments, until she pulled away. “You’ll find the bucket and mop in there,” she said, nodding at a closet. “Clean this mess up while I go clean me up. I’m all pissy now because of you.” She grinned at me and hurried out of the room as I went for the mop.

I was flat on my back in the middle of that outrageously huge bed, concentrating on nothing but the feel of Lisa’s mouth on my limp cock. The problem was that she had been blowing me for the last ten minutes, tenaciously trying to raise a hard on out of me, and Mr. Johnston wasn’t having any of it. My cock slurped out of her mouth and she lay beside me, pulling the sheet and blanket up over us.

“I’m sorry,” I said softly.

“Don’t be an idiot,” she said, taking the sting out of her words with a loving smile. “Even Superman can’t get it up as many times as you have in the last eight hours.” She yawned widely and snuggled up to me. “We’ll take a little nap,” she said drowsily, “and see what comes up later.”

She was asleep in just a few minutes. I lay awake for ten or fifteen minutes and got out of bed, moving slowly so as not to wake her up. I went into the bathroom and took a leak, and stood at the sink after I washed up looking at myself in the mirror as I dried my hands.

I gave in to a sudden, nosey impulse and opened the medicine cabinet, curious to see what nostrums she used in her everyday life. It held the usual crap, plus a few things that surprised me. There was a can of shaving cream in there, along with a disposable razor. For men, not women. Her ex-husbands? I picked the shaving cream up and that’s when I found it. A vial of little blue pills.

Viagra.

I took one and went back to bed, falling asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow, no longer worried about performing for Lisa.

I woke up two hours later, with a cock that was harder than blue steel. The unfamiliar caress of silk sheets had gotten me hard in my sleep. I turned onto my side and spooned a still sleeping Lisa, wedging my cock in between her silky smooth thighs and went back to sleep after a quick peek at the clock. In the last thirty hours, I’d had maybe six hours sleep, mostly in catnaps here and there. I figured that Lisa would wake before I did, and I was sure that she wouldn’t be shy about waking me up, not when a cock as hard as mine was staring her in the face.

It was three hours later, around two in the afternoon when Lisa woke me. She did it in a way that I would like to be awakened every day, kneeling between my spread legs and sucking my cock. She slanted a look up at me as I stirred and spat out a purple-headed Mr. Johnston, consoling him with her hand as she smiled up at me. “Good afternoon, darling,” she smiled. “Did you have a nice nap?”

I stretched and smiled at her as she crawled over me, dragging her boobs up my body as she moved. “I feel like a million bucks,” I said, kissing her as her lips met mine.

“Mmm, you feel more like a steel bar to me,” she moaned, her hand circling my cock.

I rolled over and pinned her down, kissing her again. “I’m ready to keep my promise, if you want me to,” I said against her lips.

She shivered and her eyes widened as she moaned and gripped my cock. “You don’t mind?”

“I can’t wait, baby,” I said truthfully. “I’ve wanted to fuck your ass since I first laid eyes on it.”

She gave me a tremulous smile and pushed against my chest. “Let me up,” she whispered. “I have to get some lube.”

I rolled to my side and asked, “You wouldn’t happen to have a condom lying around somewhere, would you?”

She rummaged around in a drawer of the nightstand for a moment and her hand came out holding a bottle. She shut the drawer and rolled back into my arms. “You won’t need it,” she said in a low voice, her face reddening. “I ... cleaned myself very thoroughly.”

I put a finger under her chin and made her look at me. “Enema,” she said, her face flaming. “Twice.”

“Jesus!” I said, completely nonplussed.

“I can’t have you getting an infection now, can I?”

“A condom would have been easier.”

She shook her head. “No. I want my first time to be skin on skin.”

My eyes widened and I looked at her in astonishment. “Your ... first time?”

She nodded. “Uh huh.” She gave me a small smile. “You’re getting my cherry.”

I was staggered by that news. “How could ... I mean, you’ve never...”

“Had anal sex? No.”

“No guy ever pressed you for...”

“Anal sex? Of course they have. I didn’t want to, so I never did. Now I do, with you.” Her eyes searched mine. “I trust you, Larry. I know that you’ll be gentle.” With that, she rolled onto her front and hiked her beautiful ass up into the air. “Come on, stud,” she whispered, “It’s high time that I lost my last cherry!”

I got between her legs and bellied up to her butt, caressing each firm, round cheek with my hands. She reached back between her legs and slathered my rigid cock with a thick, cool liquid until it shone in the dim light leaking into the room around the fully drawn shades. She tapped my leg with the bottle and I took it from her, gritting my teeth against the exquisite sensations I was getting from her hand on my cock.

She seemed to know that I was excited enough and she let go of me, cleaning her hand off with a towel as I looked at the bottle of lube. It was called Liquid Sex and it was by far the slickest stuff I’d ever felt. I had the feeling that I could fuck a knothole and enjoy it if I used enough of it.

I thumbed the pop-top lid open and Lisa, hearing it, reached back and spread the firm cheeks of her delectable ass, showing me the rosebud of her tight anal pucker. “Use a lot of it,” she said, her face blushing scarlet.

I nodded and tipped the bottle, letting a long, thick string of it drool onto her asshole. “Rub it in with your cock,” she whispered as I let go of her hip. “I wanna feel that big fucker against me.”

I had to hold my cock in my fist; it was too damned slippery to hold any other way. She shivered as I prodded her anus and rubbed my cock head against it, her breathing getting heavier as her imagination began to work.

“Do it!” she hissed a few moments later. “Stick it in me!”

I squirted another dollop of lube on her anus and seated my cock against it. Then I leaned against her. My cock slipped into her so easily it took my breath away. Lisa moaned and jerked back against me, inadvertently taking the full length of my thick cock in her ass.

“Oh my God!” she cried. “I feel so full!” Her hand splayed against my belly. “Wait! Lemme get used to it!”

I bent over her back and used the time to clean off my hand and caress her, playing with her hanging breasts with one hand as I toyed with her clit with the other. A few moments later, she swayed forward, my cock withdrawing a few inches from her stretched asshole. She swayed back again and we both gasped as her asshole swallowed my cock.

“Fuckin’ hell, that feels weird!” she groaned. She did it again and groaned a second time as her ass hit my belly. “I think I like it,” she sighed. “Go ahead, but go slow!”

I settled my hands on her hips and started to fuck her ass, withdrawing my cock until only the head was in her, and then slowly driving it back into her.

“Oh yeah!” Lisa sighed, her head hanging between her shoulders. She reached between her legs and began to tease her clit, her fingers rubbing it between the thick lips of her labia. She clenched the powerful muscles of her ass and smiled at me over her shoulder as she dragged a surprised gasp out of me. “Go ahead,” she moaned softly. “Fuck me, sweetie. Fuck my ass!”

I started to screw her in earnest then, using all of my cock on her, biting my lip as she squeezed and released my cock with the powerful muscles of her ass while I pumped it in and out of her rectum.

“Oh God, yeah!” she sobbed, her fingers abusing her erect clit. “Just like that, Larry. Fuck me just like that!”

“Oh Christ! What a sweet fuckin’ ass!” I gasped as I watched my rock-hard cock disappear up her tight, buttery asshole. My fat shaft slid in and out of her quite easily, considering how tight she was. My balls slapped against her drooling, wet cunt as I screwed her and she shivered with pleasure. Her whole body rocked and quivered with the force of my thrusts.

“You feel so fuckin’ good!” I panted. “You’re so hot and tight on me!”

“Oh God!” she groaned, letting her upper body sag to the bed. She thrust her other arm down between her legs and began to finger-fuck her drooling little cunt while she teased her clit. She moved her ass against me faster, forcing me to speed up my thrusts into her.

I leaned over her and seized her big, ripe tits, squeezing them as I pumped my cock into her up-turned ass. My balls were heavy with my load and they swung against her cunt as I screwed her. I was worried about being able to last long enough in her exquisitely tight asshole; it was enormously exciting to be screwing this beautiful, mature woman’s ass, even more so because I was her first. I was having a lot of trouble staving off my climax.

I tried to make it last as long as I could. I buried my face in her sweat-dampened red hair, inhaling the scent of her. God, she was so eager ... so hot ... and so fuckin’ tight! She was a staggeringly willing MILF, a beautiful, mature woman and it was exciting me beyond words to make such a hot looking babe moan and groan on my cock and come back, begging for more.

“Are you going to cum?” Lisa’s words broke into my thoughts. “Are you going to cum up my ass, lover?” Her voice shook as I rammed my cock deep into her bowels again and again.

“Yeah! Oh God, yeah!” I gasped. I was hammering my cock into her so fast now that everything around me was just a blur. I felt her stiffen under me, her body quivering madly and I knew that she was cumming. I could feel her asshole contracting around me, the tight buttery walls massaging my cock. I trembled and bellowed as I climaxed, my balls drawing up against me as they spasmed my load into her ass. She wailed as she felt the hot flood of my jism squirting deep into her bowels and the muscles of her anus convulsed around my bucking cock.

“Cumming in your hot fucking ass!” I bellowed as my cock jerked and throbbed in her anus, jetting still more thick ropes of my semen deep into her belly. The ecstasy turned my bones to water and I collapsed on her and rode her down to the bed as my weight drove her to her belly.

She shrieked as my cock was driven deeper into her ass, the sudden deep penetration setting her off again. I clenched my teeth as her ass worked over my cock, the ecstasy turning into a weird, agonizing pleasure as my rod grew too sensitive to bear the tight, clenching of her ass.

I squeezed her ass hard in my hands and felt her pussy tighten up around my half-hard cock.

I was back in bed with her, and balls deep in her cunt after leaving her just long enough to wash my rod. “You know what I like best, Lisa?”

Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the feel of my cock slowly re-inflating in her cunt. She slowly shook her head. “No,” she sighed. “What?”

“I like it when you use your pussy to squeeze me and get me hard again.”

Her face was becoming flushed and I could feel her thick nipples stiffening against my chest. “You mean like this?” she asked, opening her startlingly green eyes and looking at me.

I groaned as her cunt began to pulse around my cock, squeezing and massaging me. The first time we had made love, I had been surprised at how snug her cunt was on me. Considering her age and the fact that she had birthed two kids, her pussy had been amazingly tight. And I found out why.

“So you like it when I do my exercises with your big cock inside me, huh?” She gave me a lazy grin. Her ass began slowly moving, up and down and around in tiny circles. Taken together with what she was doing to me inside her talented cunt, she had me right back to a full erection in no time.

“Uh! Oh fuck!” she grunted, bracing herself up on her elbows and looking at me as she scrubbed her cunt against me.

I braced my heels on the bed and humped up at her, making her groan. “I’m gonna make you cum in me!” she gasped. She caught her lip in her teeth as her box clenched and spasmed on me, milking my rigid prick.

“I’m gonna suck that big fucker off inside my pussy!” Her tits were swaying gently, her erect nipples grazing the hair on my chest as she moved. I clenched my teeth, fighting down the urge to cum in her as my balls pulled up against me.

“Gonna make you fill me with big wads of hot cum!” She pushed herself up and rode me, taking tiny, two-inch strokes on my cock, her breasts bouncing as her cunt walls flexed and squeezed, working over my cock.

“Now!” she shrieked, her fingers digging into my chest. “Cum in me, right NOW!”

I did. I humped up at her with all my strength and buried my cock deep in her belly, howling as a thick wad of cum jetted from my cock and splashed against her cervix.

“Yes!” she screamed. “Oh yes!” She came too, her nails drawing blood on my chest as her orgasm shattered through her.

My balls churned and another wad of cum boiled through my cock and jetted into the depths of her spasming cunt. She wailed as my cock pulsed repeatedly, spraying my load deep inside her, her cunt milking the last drops of cum out of me until my balls hurt.

She was curled up against me, her legs entangled with mine, her head on my shoulder as she played with the hair on my chest. “I’m really, really sorry about that,” she said, blushing a deep red as she gently touched one of the crescent shaped cuts on my chest.

I laughed and pulled her closer, kissing the top of her head. “Sweetie, that’s a price I’ll gladly pay to see you cumming like that on top of me.”

“I don’t know what it is about you,” she said softly. She looked up at me. “I’ve done things with you that I’ve never even dreamed of doing, with anyone! Masturbating in front of those boys like that in your van ... hell, fucking you in your van, a man I didn’t even know!” She shook her head. “And letting you fuck me in the ass ... pissing all over my kitchen ... It’s as if I’ve become ... someone else. Some eagerly wanton slut, wanting to experience it all before it’s too late.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” I said, tightening my arm around her. “You only get one chance at this life, honey. You might as well enjoy it whenever you can.”

“Humph!” she snorted. “That’s nothing but a fucking platitude.”

“Maybe so,” I agreed, “But that doesn’t make it any less true.”

“If I were a superstitious woman, I’d say that you’ve put some kind of spell on me.”

I laughed. “If I were a spell casting man, you’re the woman I’d pick to cast my spell on.”

“Why?” She looked up at me again, her brows knit as she waited for my answer.

“Hmm, that’s a good question. Why not?”

“Don’t stall me with that kind of shit,” she said sharply. “Why me? Why not some sweet young thing with boobs out to here and a nothing waist, and an ass that you can hold in one hand?”

“I’ve had a girl like that, that’s why,” I replied. “Dating her was like dating a blowup fuck doll. All she wanted to know about was the latest gossip on her friends and Hollywood stars. Her head was just as empty as that blowup fuck toy.”

I leaned over Lisa, tangled my fingers in her hair and kissed her hard, sweeping my tongue into her mouth and mauling a proud, up thrust breast with my hand as she moaned into my mouth and sucked on my tongue.

I broke the kiss as suddenly as I had started it and Lisa sagged back to the bed, panting and fanning her face. “Jesus!” she gasped. “Why’d you stop? What the hell was that, anyway?”

I laughed mirthlessly. “You know what Suzy, my last girlfriend would’ve said after that?” I pitched my voice an octave higher and made it whiney. “Jesus, Larry! What the fuck is wrong with you? You’ve messed up my hair and I’ll bet that you’ve smeared my makeup too! Why do you always have to be such an animal?” I grimaced as I continued in my own voice, “It didn’t matter if we staying home, she’d still bitch about her hair and her makeup. And she sure as hell wouldn’t have asked me why I stopped! Screwing her was like fuckin’ a whore; you didn’t kiss her and you made it fast or she’ll make you pay for it.”

Lisa stared at me, her mouth open in astonishment. I suppose that I had been a little vehement talking about Suzy. We had not ended well and it was a painful memory.

“You wanna run that part about fucking a whore past me again?” Lisa asked in a quiet voice. “You haven’t really...”

“What? No. Christ, no! I’d rather beat off. That part about a whore was something one of my uncles said when I asked him for some advice about my relationship with Suzy.”

She relaxed as I explained and looked at me solemnly when I had finished. “That’s part of what I mean, Larry. I don’t know a thing about you and what did I do? I let you fuck me and then I bring you home so you can fuck me some more. It’s not exactly a smart thing to do in this day and age.”

I sighed in frustration, thinking furiously, trying to find the answer that she wanted to hear. My problem was that I really had no idea what she wanted to hear. So I said fuck it and told her the truth of the situation as I saw it.