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I lead us to my bedroom, holding her hand in mine. We kiss the whole way there, slowly removing each other’s clothes bit by bit until we finally cross over into a realm of privacy. I close the door behind us. I am tempted to lock it, but I don’t want to keep myself from the kids, in case one of them needs me in the night.
She wants the lights off, which irritates me. I want to see all of her as clearly as I possibly can. I’m used to a lot of women wanting the lights off during sex, but I want to see if I can get away with a little light. I don’t want to scare her away, though.
Once we are both completely naked, we just lay in bed and touch each other. We are getting to know each other’s bodies, trying to memorize every centimeter of skin our fingers encounter. She is very good at intimacy. Her passion is raw, unfiltered, and it is enough to make me unusually hard, solid enough to plunge right in.
She would move closer to me whenever our kisses include tongue. Fearing that she might crawl on top of me and end the fun too fast—I felt I could burst at any moment—I decide to give her something before I give her my cock.
I slide myself down the bed a few feet, kissing down Megan’s body the whole way down. I linger by her chest for a few moments, massaging her breasts and kissing her big, perky nipples. While I continue slowly kissing down her smooth body, I decide to check her humidity.
She is soaked. I’ve never felt a woman so wet and aroused. I can’t wait to taste it.
I don’t hesitate after feeling her wetness. I kiss along her thighs briefly, but within seconds, I am feasting on her pussy.
I give her oral sex because I want to please her and I want to try the taste of her juices. My tongue is buried deep inside her, enjoying the exquisiteness that exists within her.
I look up and I can just barely see her face. I love seeing the look on her face while she experiences carnal bliss. She is biting her lip, trying hard to control her volume. She is moaning more frequently, and I know she will get louder when I touch her sweet spot.
I have my hands on her breasts, but I decide to move them before it is too late. I put one hand down by my mouth, and I put the other inhermouth. I want her to bite down on my fingers or hand to help keep her quiet for what is to come. Instead, she mostly just keeps licking and sucking on my fingers while I lick and suck on her clit. It is enough to fill me up to maximum capacity. I am completely ready for her.
And she is ready for me. I fervently lick her clit once I know I’ve hit her sweet spot, not stopping, working hard to earn Megan’s orgasm. She puts her hand behind my head, keeping me steadily in her lap until the job is done. She bites down on my fingers once she is ready to let go.
I make her cum, and I do it well. She trembles, moaning at a low volume, giving me so much of her cream and riding my face like a real woman to pull out every last drop.
After her orgasm is complete, I decide to give her a twofer. I get on my knees and crawl back up to meet her at the head of the bed.
“That wasincredible,” says Megan.
Without warning, I go for it. Even though she’s climaxed, she is still wet for me. I put the tip of my penis up against her soaked walls, gently rubbing them together to get them acquainted. I can feel her tremble, anxious for me to penetrate her.
It isn’t going to take long for me, but I doubt she’ll blame me. After all, she’s gotten hers already. Plus, I suspect that it might not take much for her, either. We are responding to each other so well already.
I climb on top of her and stick my thick cock as deep into her pussy as it will go. She bites down on her lip again. This time, it is pleasureandpain. I am stretching her wider than I think she’s ever been stretched before. I’m already getting close just watching her face while I make myself home inside her.
I fuck her wet pussy good and hard, drilling into her with a mighty force. I stare down at her chest, watching her breasts move up and down along with our motions. She puts her hands on my back and runs her nails down my flesh.
“Oh, Dustin,” she moans.
I gently apply subtle pressure back onto her clit with my thumb as I thrust in and out of her to achieve what we want. Soon, we are both coming together, and we are coming hard.
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After,we stay in bed and cuddle for a while, and before either of us can pass out, she gets out of bed and gets dressed. I stay in bed and watch her.
“I enjoy watching you get dressed almost as much as I love watching you getundressed,” I say.
She smirks. “I would stay longer, but I’m about to pass out.”
“I’m not kicking you out… you don’thaveto leave,” I say.
“What would the boys think if they saw me here tomorrow morning?” she wonders. “I don’t want them getting the wrong idea. We don’t want to confuse them, right?”
“That’s true,” I consent. “That’s quite mature of you. You know, come to think of it, the boys have never seen with me with a woman like that, other than their mom. You’re doing the right thing.”
She finishes getting dressed quickly. I put on a random shirt and throw on a pair of shorts so that I can walk her out to her Uber.
“Are you sure me having kids isn’t freaking you out?” I ask her quietly while we move through the house.
“I’ll admit, I have been thinking a lot about it,” she replies softly. “I’m not really sure how I feel about all of it yet, to be honest. Not that I don’t like Mason and Austin-”