Further Adventures With Older Ladies
Copyright© 2022 by Zak
Chapter 65
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 65 - 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 Farming Military School Incest Sister Aunt Orgy Interracial White Male White Female Oriental Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Petting Safe Sex Sex Toys Spitting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism BBW Big Breasts Teacher/Student Revenge Violence
A few minutes later, we were both gazing at the ceiling and getting our breath back. My cock was standing proud, and I knew that I would get to fuck Sue before the night was over.
I felt her hand running down my torso, and then she slipped her fingers around my throbbing dick. She slowly wanked me... “I want to ride you, Zak, I want to ride your big, hard cock!” she purred.
I didn’t say anything. I was holding my breath. Sue’s lips sucked on my nipples as she ran her hand up and down the length of my dick.
I gasped as she ran her lips down my body, licking and kissing her way down to my groin.
She slurped my dick deep into her mouth, and at the same time, one of her hands cupped my balls. She fondled them, rolling them in her hand. My breath was now gusting; I could hear Sue panting as she slid her lips up and down my throbbing shaft.
She really knew how to suck a cock, Sue did. I just lay back and enjoyed the sensations that were washing over my body. I felt her pinkie finger slide down between my buttocks, and she started to massage my arsehole as her head bobbed up and down.
The feeling of her lips dragging up and down my throbbing shaft was divine. I knew I would not be held back if she kept up this pace and intensity.
I could feel my balls tingling and that nagging ache in the pit of my stomach. I closed my eyes and tried to block out the feelings that were sending me to heaven.
Then Sue slid her lips up my dick and started to suckle on my bell end. It was all too much, and I felt my balls unload into her mouth. Sue was purring like a cat that got the cream as she swallowed my seed and sucked my cock clean.
We lay in each other’s arms. No words were said for a good half an hour. Then Sue reached down and stroked my cock back to fully working order before rolling me onto my back and mounting me.
The view of her riding me was quite the picture. The view of her big tits shimmering and shaking as she pounded up and down on my cock. The smile on her face as she rode me like she was riding her favourite bay mare.
She orgasmed twice, once by just riding my cock, then as she was riding me, I started to frig her clit. I knew she loved that; it always sent her over the edge.
Once she had been sated, I rolled her off me, and then pulled her onto her hands and knees, and then I fucked her. It was not lovemaking; it was out-and-out fucking.
And she loved it...
She really did like a rough, frantic fuck.
I made her cum again, and then I shot my load deep into her pussy as I grunted my way through my own climax.
We fucked three more times that night; Sue was horny, that was obvious. She rode me again, but that time she was facing my feet. Giving me a great view of her arse and my cock slipping in and out of her tight pussy. Then I rolled her over, and I slipped between her thighs; that was nice, as we could have a good snog as I shagged her. We finished with our favourite, a good doggy style fuck.
I woke up the following morning feeling used and abused and with a sore cock. I got up and used the toilet. Then after a wash and brush-up, I went downstairs and made us mugs of coffee. I had planned to take Sue’s up to her, but she came down before I had put the milk in.
We held each other. It was my penultimate day at the stables. I think we both knew things would change for both of us once I left.
It was Sue that broke the embrace...
“Right, I am ravenous; how does bacon and eggs sound?” she asked.
“That sounds good to me!” I said.
We worked as a team; I made toast and more coffee, and Sue cooked the bacon and eggs. We ate breakfast and talked about everything but the elephant in the room.
After eating, we did the washing and drying between us. Then I made more coffee, and Sue took out her project plan. There was really only one job left: painting.
We both decided to shower later, as painting always resulted in getting covered in paint splatter. We headed out to the shed, and we filled the wheelbarrow with all the gear we would need. Then we headed down to the paddocks.
We spent all morning painting the fences around the paddocks and the fences the horses jumped over. We chatted as we worked, first using wire brushes to remove the dirt, the bird crap, and the old paint, then applying a fresh coat of paint.
By lunchtime we had run out of paint, but the place was looking so much better.