Chapter 2

Taking David’s hands, Diane allowed him to pull her up on her feet to stand naked beside him.

Still holding her hand, David led Diane to the large leather couch. He sat down and pushed himself forward a bit before looking into her eyes. “Come ride me.”

“I’ve never...” she stammered.

“Come on,” he smiled as he took her other hand. “Just put one knee on each side of me. I’ll help you.”

Doing as David instructed, Diane, put one knee of each side of him, leaving her sex open to his cock. She only had to move a fraction before she could feel the hot tip of his member touching her dripping wet opening.

He could see the hesitation in her eyes. “Just move down on it slowly,” David reassured her.

Letting her body drop ever so slowly, Diane could feel the head of his cock split open her vaginal lips and find its target. She felt the head slip into her wetness and continue into her channel.

David felt like he was pushing his member into hot velvet. She was so wet and smooth it glided into her depths, seeming to get tighter with each quarter-inch. He looked up to see her eyes closed and mouth open. The look on her face said she was enjoying ecstasy. He saw her eyes pop open.

“You’re so big, David.”

“Not really, Diane. I’m probably just larger than your husband.”

“Much larger,” she groaned. “But so good ... I can’t believe it.”

David was still until she had taken all of him. Again her eyes were closed, but there was a smile on her face. He looked up and her full, round breasts with slightly pink nipples. He took one in each hand and said, “Move.”

Diane lifted herself up slowly before dropping back down again. “I’ve never felt anything like this,” she whispered as she lifted up again. Sliding up and down his shaft, Diane made little whimpering sounds.

After a few minutes of her slowly sliding up and down his cock, David took her ass cheeks in his hands, pulling her back and forth rather than up and down. “Move your ass, Diane. Show me how much you want to be fucked!” he demanded.

She quickly picked up the pace and moved as David had told her. Each move forward, her clit would rub against his thick cock, pushing her closer to another orgasm. As she moved smoothly back and forth, David opened his palms to let her nipples rub against them as she moved.

“Oh, yes,” she whimpered.

David took her hard nipples in his fingers and pressed them tightly.

“Yes!” she screamed. “Oh god, I’m going to cum again!” Her body shook as she dropped her head onto David’s shoulder, her body trembling.

He didn’t need to look to see that she had coved him with her fluids.

Giving her a minute to recover, David shifted positions, putting Diane on her back with him between her legs. “I know what you want,” he growled at her before pushing her legs back until they were almost touching her breast, her sex open to his desires.

With her butt off the surface of the couch, David speared her again with his member, pushing it even deeper than it had been when she was on top. He put his hands on her face and held her. “You are a woman that needs to be fucked. You need it hard and fast. I can see it in your eyes, and that’s what I’m going to give you.”

It was only a matter of seconds before Diane knew what David meant. He began to pound her, pushing his cock to her depths again and again. Faster and deeper. In thirty seconds, Diane started to call out his name, begging for more. In just five minutes, Diane had two more orgasms, leaving her body in a constant state of quivering.

Suddenly, David pulled out of her, shouting, “Watch!” He pulled on his juice covered cock two times before a blast of hot semen came shooting out, landing on her chest. Four more hot streams of cum followed until her chest was covered along with her chin.

Holding himself up with the back of the couch, David was breathing heavily. His face and chest were covered in sweat. “Have you ever seen a man cum?” he asked.

“No. Never,” she whispered. “It was so erotic.”

Pushing himself up off the couch, he said, “Be still. I’ll get something to clean you up.”

As he walked to the kitchen, Diane ran a fingertip through the jizz on her breasts before putting the finger in her mouth. As long as he wasn’t watching, she wanted to know what it tasted like. In the years she had been married to Ted, she had never seen him cum. Diane had always wondered.

When David came back to the couch with a hot towel in his hand, he began to softly clean her up.

“Why didn’t you come inside me?” she asked.

Chuckling, he sat down beside her. “Because I’m a gentleman. I didn’t bother to ask you if you could get pregnant and didn’t want to create a problem.”

“Thank you,” she said with a smile. “I’ve only ever had sex with my ex-husband, and he always came inside me. I just think he never made as much cum as you. Do you always make that much?”

“This woman maybe thirty years old,” David thought, “But she’s as uninformed as a sixteen-year-old virgin.”

“It depends,” he answered her question. “The amount of fluid created is directly related to a man’s excitement level.”

“Were you excited?”

“Oh, hell, yes. I was very excited,” David said as his hand fondled her breast. “You have an exceptional body, Diane, and you express your level of enjoyment. You weren’t shy about letting me know how much you enjoyed what I was doing.”

“I’ve never made noise before,” she whispered in surprise. “Ted told me I should be quiet and accept the gift of his semen.”

“Then Ted was an ignorant mother-fucker,” he blurted out, feeling angry that such a beautiful woman that obviously enjoyed sex could be treated so stupidly.

Putting her hand on his bare leg, Diane said, “I know that I’m not very experienced, and I hope I wasn’t awful, but I need to know if sex is always supposed to be so good.”

David touched her face, running his fingers lightly over her lips. “Yes, precious, sex should always be that good. Always.”

Her eyes were large, studying David’s face. “Can we do it again?”

“We can if you want to,” he said with a laugh.

“I’ve never had sex more than once in a single night. Not even on my honeymoon. I would love to do it again.”

“Have you ever had more than one orgasm in a night?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever had an orgasm like I just had. Certainly not while having sex. When I asked Ted about it once, he told me that I would eventually start having them, but it wasn’t important for a woman to have them. The woman’s job was to accept the gift of semen and produce children.”

The more David heard about her ex-husband, the more he wanted to beat the moron. “I suppose that is a position that some religious people take, but it’s not one I hold. I believe it is important for both men and women to equally enjoy the experience. Our goal was not to produce a child, but to enjoy each other’s body.”

“I enjoyed your body very much,” she whispered with a blush.

“And you, sweet girl, have an exceptional body. If you had become a hooker, you would have made millions of dollars.”

“You really like my body?” she asked.

“I’d say you are just about perfect. The only thing I would do to make you perfect would be to get rid of that bush between your legs. The red hair is silky and beautiful, but I’m not a fan of pubic hair.”

“Why not?” Diane said as she sat up and looked down at her crotch.

“I like oral sex, Diane,” he explained. “I love to give women pleasure with my mouth and tongue. But I don’t like pubic hair in my mouth and teeth. I like to run my tongue over smooth skin.” He reached over and took a handful of her pubic hair in his fingers. “How can you wear a bikini with a patch this thick?”

When she started to speak, David interrupted. “Are you going to tell me that your ex-husband didn’t let you wear a bikini?”

“Well ... yes,” Diane answered. “He said that God had made our bodies as He wanted them. Ted insisted it was sinful to desecrate the temple that God had built. To remove my hair was wrong. He wouldn’t even let me thin it. So, wearing something small like a bikini was out of the question.”

As David was mulling over her remarks, Diane moved close to him. “I have another question. Do you enjoy oral sex?”

“Enjoy is too mild a word to describe how I feel about it,” David replied. Then looking at her with squinted eyes, he said, “And now you’re going to tell me that you’ve never had oral sex. You’ve never given it or received.”

“But I’ve always been curious,” Diane insisted.

“Holy fuck!” David gasped, hitting his palm against his forehead.

“Would you like to teach me?”

“Not till that bush is gone,” he said as he grabbed it again.

“I would cut it off for you,” she said sincerely.

“We may have to consider that,” he said before leaning over to give her a soft kiss. “But right now, I think you need a glass of wine, and I need to replenish my scotch. Has all this work made you hungry?”

“No,” she answered with a blush. “It’s just made me needy. Sex with you is so good it seems like it’s something that should be done all the time.”

“I’m a little older than you, Diane. I need a little time to rest between filling your needs.”

“How old are you, David?”

“I’ll be forty-six next month.”

“Then you’re fifteen years older than me. I hope you don’t mind the age difference.”

David got off of the couch and retrieved Diane’s wine glass. “Drink some of this, and I’ll refresh your glass.” As he walked naked to his bar, David said, “I think older men are thrilled to be with a younger woman, because it feeds their ego. A man of any age would be happy to be with you, sweetie. You are beautiful and sexy as hell.”

“I’ve just never thought of myself as either of those.”

Coming back to the couch with a chilled bottle of wine, he poured it into her glass. “You give me some time, and I’ll convince you of both.” He put the wine back in the bar fridge and freshened his drink. He took a swallow and walked back to Diane.

“Now, let’s discuss why you never got pregnant,” he said as he said down. “Were you ever tested to see if the problem was yours or his?”

“No,” Diane answered as she sipped her wine. “I asked him once if we should, and he told me that it would happen or it wouldn’t. Ted told me that it was all God’s will.”

“Then, I will continue to consider him an ignorant mother-fucker and proceed with caution. Come on. I’ll show you my bedroom.”

Taking her by the hand, David led her down a hallway to the door at the end.

Diane stepped into a large room that featured a large modern four-poster bed. She shivered, looking at it as images of sexual desire ran through her mind. “That’s a huge bed,” she whispered.

“I think you’ll like my bathroom, too,” he said while guiding her to it. David flicked on the lights, and Diane stepped into the room.

“Your bathroom is larger than my bedroom,” she said with a sigh. “I love your shower. Do you ever entertain in it?”

“From time to time,” he said with a chuckle. “I had it built extra-large and added several extra showerheads. I especially like the one up top. It can make you feel like you’re out in the rain.”