Further Adventures With Older Ladies
Copyright© 2022 by Zak
Chapter 43
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 43 - These are my further adventures with older ladies ( and some not so old). I recommend you read my adventures with old ladies before you read this story.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Mult Teenagers Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual True Story School Incest Sister Aunt Orgy Interracial White Male White Female Oriental Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Petting Safe Sex Sex Toys Spitting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism BBW Big Breasts Teacher/Student Revenge Violence
After a few minutes, Sally rolled off me and planted a kiss on the top of my head.
“You need a shower, young man!” she giggled.
She stepped off the bed, and I saw her pick up the toy and head out of the room.
I heard the shower running, and then Sally put her hand around the door.
“Come on, I have needs this afternoon!” she smiled.
When I got to the bathroom, Sally was already in the shower. I stepped in, and she pressed me into the wall. I felt her washing my shoulder and down my back. She dropped to her knees to clean my lower back and my arse. She took her time washing away the lubricant she had used when she had put the toy in my ass.
I felt her hands stroking my buttocks, and a couple of times they slipped between my legs and cupped my nuts.
Then she stood up and swung me around. She used a flannel and shower gel to wash my chest. Again, she dropped to her knees to clean my thighs, my cock and my balls. The feeling of having my sexy teacher cleaning my groin made my cock twitch.
When she was done, she kissed me and passed me the flannel and the shower gel. She turned around and faced the tiled wall. I washed over her back, down over her buttocks. When I was washing her legs, I made sure I gave her pussy a few brushes.
I took my time. I made sure I touched and stroked.
Then I swung her around and started to wash her big, firm tits. Her nipples reacted to my touch. I soaped them up and swilled them off half a dozen times. Sally was purring as I worked my hands over her breasts.
I dropped to my knees and washed her legs from her ankles up. Then I took my time on her sex. I knew she had had enough when her hands stroked my face, pulling me up to her face. We embraced. We kissed. Our bodies moulded into each other.
Sally pushed me away and stepped out of the shower, tossing me a towel. I dried off and washed Sally as she did the same. She had one hell of a body. Once we were both dried off, she took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom.
She lay on the bed and smiled up at me.
“So what would you like to do?” she asked. Her voice was full of lust and need. I didn’t reply. I knelt at the edge of the bed, pulled her legs over my shoulders, and started to rain down kisses all over her pussy.
“Mmmmmm, that feels good!” she purred.
I used my fingers to open her petals and pressed my tongue into her soft pink flesh. As I lapped and sucked on her pussy my fingers found her love button, and I started to massage it. Sally was getting more and more excited, and her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I started to French kiss her quim, and that brought an immediate reaction. Sally’s moans and groans got deeper and more passionate.
My fingers were still playing with her clit as I thrust my tongue in and out of her tunnel of love.
“Oh, fuck that feels so good!” she purred.
I wanted to make her cum, so I increased my efforts. I licked and lapped at her quim faster and deeper. At the same time, I increased the pressure of my digits on her love button.
It took less than five more minutes to take her over the edge. She orgasmed with a low moan; her body started to quiver, and then she seemed to go rigid before she exploded into a flurry of shivers and shakes. I kept eating her pussy until her hands pushed me away.
My cock was hard and throbbing. I needed to fuck her...
I rolled her over, and she took the hint; she scrambled to her hands and knees. I stood behind her and took my cock in my hand and rubbed its crown up and down the crease of her pussy.
“Stop teasing me, Zak!” she growled,” Give me that cock!”
I pressed my cock into her tunnel of love.
“Mmmm, that feels so good,” she murmured.
I gripped her hips gently and started to drive my cock in and out of Sally’s tight little pussy.
“Your cock feels so good buried deep in my pussy!” she purred.
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