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MILF Magic – Your Guide to Pregnant Sex

Pregnancy is a beautiful thing for many reasons – but it can also be really freaking hot! Pregnant women have swollen, engorged breasts, round bellies, and thick thighs that bring their bodies magical powers. Not to mention they also have crazy amounts of hormones racing through their bodies that strengthen their orgasms and make them insatiable. While having sex with a pregnant woman can be sexy as hell, it can also be a little intimidating. 

If you’re thinking about getting a little MILF action, here are some tips to help you enjoy the experience.

Take Your Position

Positioning can be a little tricky because there’s a big belly in the way, but there’s still plenty of fun to be had when making love to a pregnant woman. The woman-on-top position can work well throughout the pregnancy because she can sit up straight, thus keeping the belly out of the way. You won’t get the intimacy that lying on top of each other brings, but it’s still fun when you’re getting pounded away.

Lying side-by-side and getting pounded from behind is a very intimate position for pregnancy sex, and it’s also one of the most comfortable. Your partner can even support the weight of her belly with a pillow which makes it great for the later stages of pregnancy. For the most part, stay away from back-heavy positions to avoid compressing the aorta with the contents of the uterus. If you must try a position on the back like missionary, make sure to place a pillow under the hips to make things a bit more comfortable.

In the last days of pregnancy, intercourse may be a bit more uncomfortable, but it’s a good idea to cherish those last few days together. Not to mention, it can also be a good way to speed things up if your partner is sick of being pregnant and ready to get the show on the road.

Intimacy Doesn’t Always Mean Intercourse

Some pregnant women report that their bodies are way too sensitive for vaginal sex, so they prefer to bend over and experience the pleasures of the backdoor instead. Anal is a new hole to explore for many of these women, so they want to make sure it won’t mess up their pregnancy situation. Luckily for you, anal is just as safe as vaginal sex during this special time. Just be careful not to go from one to the other because that could bring an infection into the vagina. Pregnant or not, it’s always important to stay clean back there and wash things off in between.

Another thing many pregnant women love is oral sex. They have multiple orgasms much of the time, making it one of the safest activities for pregnancy — and one of the most fun. Pretty much anything you would typically want to do is fair game; just make sure you’re extra attentive and caring.

Pregnant Sex is Better

Most women report that sex feels a lot better during pregnancy, making them want to have it all the time! That’s because there’s an increased blood flow to the pelvis, making everything feel a lot more intense. Some women don’t like this engorged feeling, but for many, it causes new sensations they miss once their pregnancy is over.

Another benefit of pregnancy is that not only do the breasts get larger and engorged with delicious milk for those with a lactation fetish, but they also get more sensitive. Just a nipple brush may be enough to put a pregnant woman in heat, so you can grab and caress the breasts to bring on all kinds of new pleasures.

Enjoy It While It Lasts

Just remember that pregnancy is your time to enjoy life together before things change drastically. It may be your only time to enact some of your fantasies for a long while, so you had better get on it!

 

 

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How to Seduce an Older Woman

Movies like The Graduate and American Pie make it seem like mature women are just young women in older bodies. As a woman in her 40s, I can tell you that’s 100% true. I may have a few extra years behind me, but make no mistake, I’m sexier than ever and can keep up with any 22-year-old in the bedroom. But how does a younger man get an older woman like me into the sack? Let’s just say it’s a bit of an art form.

Cut The Nonsense

Older women have a lower threshold for nonsense because we’ve heard it all, and we’ve heard it many times. We’re not looking for cheesy pickup lines or some guy to swoop in and act like no one has ever complimented us before. If you’re going to give me a compliment, make it real and make it count. I would rather something like, “you have the most contagious laugh” than “I could get lost in your blue eyes.”

When I was a young lass frolicking among the fields of sexy eligible men, I would fall for pretty much any line they gave me. If someone told me I was beautiful, I would blush. If they told me they’d never met a woman like me before, I believed them. Then I heard those lines over and over again and started to appreciate the more unique approaches as I got older, such as “Roses are red, violets are blue, I like peanut butter, want to fuck?” OK, so maybe not that exact phrase, but you get the point.

Make us Laugh

Young women love to blush and feel flattered, while older women like to laugh. In all fairness, so do younger women; they just haven’t realized it can be a faster path into sexville than cheap flattery. A man that makes me laugh will get me wet…from tears of laughter, wow what were you thinking? If you’re making me laugh, we’re sharing a connection, a moment, and something real. Making me laugh takes effort and investment on his part, plus a good sense of humor goes a long way in terms of sex appeal.

Don’t Be Boring

In my youth, I could sit and talk about nothing for hours. Nothing was fascinating. But somewhere between 18 and 40, I found some depth. Now I need substance. If we’re making small talk, then let’s talk about the weather, sports, or what’s on Netflix. But small talk isn’t going to get me to go upstairs or go on a date, so try to have an opinion about something. You don’t necessarily have to go into your stance on politics or religion, but if you’re going to talk about Bridgerton, discuss how it’s an allegory for our times…WOW! That sounds fascinating, and now I’m interested. Essentially, if you want me to be interested in you, you need to be interesting to me.

Be Confident

Older women tend to be more confident because we’re over our issues about our sexuality. We’re OK with talking about sex without feeling the need to blush, and hopefully, we’ve figured out what we enjoy sexually. Because we’re more confident, we generally find ourselves more interested in confident men. The emotional wreck isn’t as entertaining anymore — confidence is what’s sexy.

Bad Cougar

It’s fun to think of an older woman as a cougar, and while some of us may wear the title with pride, most of us don’t identify with it. Sure, it’s cute, but the term cougar focuses on our age, which makes us feel older. Trust me; we don’t want that. Pointing out an age difference by being overt and saying things like “Wow, you could be my mom” or “Did you know Sting was in a band?” will make that tiny little age gap feel like the Grand Canyon, and that’s not sexy.

Young and Virile

Just because you don’t want her to feel older doesn’t mean you can’t show off the benefits of your youth. Do things for her that older men may not be able to do – it’s an excellent way for her to feel enlivened by you. I like it when I see a strong younger man because it makes me think they can handle me in bed instead of the older counterpart who may throw out his back during one of my signature acrobat moves. Plus, it’s nice when I mention the blue pill, and you think I’m talking about the Matrix.

Don’t be an A-Hole

The bad boy facade often impresses young women, but as for the older woman, we’ve been there and done that. I know I’ve dated my fair share of bad boys, and frankly, I’m no longer interested in being strung along and mistreated by some emotionally unavailable d-bag. Be a gentleman — bringing me a flower or opening a door for me won’t compromise your masculinity. Most older women have had their fair share of a-holes and left them in the dust, so why would we want a younger version?

Be Discrete

In college, it was funny when guys would brag about their sexcapades…unless you were the one in the story, then maybe it wasn’t so amusing. As a younger woman, I dealt with my fair share of sexual judgments, and I took it in stride. However, as an older woman, I’m no longer affected by people’s judgment, mainly because I don’t care. If I’m getting laid, then I’m happy and don’t give two figs what someone has to say about it. That said, I still don’t want a partner plastering it all over social media. My sexual satisfaction comes from the sex, not the stories about the sex. So if you’re going to sleep with an older woman, give the frat-boy antics a rest and be discrete.

While older women are more confident about our sexuality, bodies, and ourselves, we’re also pickier about who we chose as lovers. Whether it’s Mrs. Robinson or Stifler’s Mom that piqued your interest in older women, neither movie was wrong. Older women are amazing, but to get something that amazing, you’ll have to work just a bit harder.

Are you looking to mix it up with a few older women and get tips from fellow cougar lovers? Find them all on Adult FriendFinder now!

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Mature Porn is Hotter Than Ever. Here’s Why.

When it comes to women in porn, age is just a number. 

Many people may watch porn for the hot younger women. However, a significant portion of men, both young and old, appreciate older adult stars as well, particularly those over the age of 50. Granny porn and mature porn adult film actors attract droves of men, each seeking sexual gratification in their fashion. If you’re new to granny porn or have developed an interest, you may often wonder, “Why do some people love granny porn?” There are multiple reasons, and they may not be as apparent as you may imagine. 

Sexual Excitement Is as Diverse As It Gets 

Generally, there are several reasons why people watch porn. Some watch it for sexual excitement and gratification; others watch it for emotional gratification. Not all porn watchers are necessarily escaping trauma or childhood fears. In most cases, they turn to porn because they are looking to bring a particular fantasy to life, whether it’s as simple as a beautiful woman doing a solo masturbation scene or a hardcore BDSM clip that appeals to a specific niche. 

When it comes to sexual excitement, many things get different people in the mood. For example, some people have sexual fetishes about feet, underwear, leather, and rubber, to name a few. Therefore, it should come as no surprise that many people are turned on by mature porn. 

People Of The Same Age

Many people often forget that we all grow older- both men and women. There are people with partners over 50 years of age that are still sexually active and excited. For older men, granny porn can be sexually arousing, especially for those who want to improve things in the bedroom or excite their minds with different scenarios. 

Older women aren’t unattractive- they’re just older. Therefore, men looking to expand their sexual fantasies about older women within their age bracket are less about escape and more about arousal. After all, adult film actors can reenact scenes that are unavailable to some porn enthusiasts. 

For example, a man may want to have sex with his wife or girlfriend in a public bathroom. Both people are over 50 and aroused by the idea of risky quickies in public restrooms. Rather than risk getting arrested and embarrassed, porn is a great way to enjoy the fantasy and climax. 

Mature Porn Stars Are In Business 

A quick search of “granny porn” on PornHub quickly reveals some popular choices of women-over porn for viewers. Gang bangs, interracial pornography, orgies, blowjobs, and even paid sex are popular. Words such as cougar and granny are used to describe most of the videos. There’s also a demand for sex between older women and younger women and men and more taboo subjects like stepmother scenes. 

Perhaps it matters not so much what people use in the search pad but also what they seek to fulfill through porn. The bottom line is that if there’s a demand, supply will come up. 

People in Younger Age Brackets 

The obsession with youth dominates the media and the porn industry. People want young women and click through adult films quickly if younger people involved-both men and women. However, not all young people are attracted to or aroused by young women—some like older women and preferably old enough to be grandmothers. 

The acceptance of younger women also extends into cultural norms. Madonna, for instance, has received criticism for dating a 27-year-old man. Otherwise known as the queen of reinvention, Madge is 62, which makes a solid 35-year difference. These stories are not uncommon in the celebrity world and around us. We argue that this attraction, while not considered the norm, extends into porn. 

Often, porn actors make fantasies come true- so, if you’ve fantasized about a sexual act with an older woman, there’s a high chance it exists on a porn site. It, therefore, holds that there are multiple people with the same fetish, and that’s okay. 

Some men feel that older women are more sexually mature, experienced, and open to more experiences because they have had long sexual lives. Therefore, having sex with such women or watching their porn is an opportunity to experience their sexual prowess. Sexual dreams always start in the brain, and mature porn exists to fulfill that desire. 

Other watchers have had sexual experiences, as light as simple kisses, displays of affection, and hugs from older women, and suddenly their brains conjured up a sex scene in their minds. It can feel scary and shameful for some people, but it’s completely healthy. Older women are, after all, women- what’s to say who you get to fantasize about?

Young men can be attracted to older women in their families, outside their families, teachers, workers, bosses, and strangers. These older women may represent figures of higher authority, which is arousing for many people. Some men want to play a submissive role sexually or are attracted to the idea of sexually dominating an older woman who knows what she wants and can “force” sex upon someone. 

Others are drawn to the affectionate idea of an older woman. In contrast, others are driven by uniqueness- like eating a Mediterranean diet but going back to your usual continental cuisine. Also, for those into BDSM play, granny porn is an opportunity to be submissive, probably as a slave, humiliated, and bonded. 

Some men are also anxious about sex and looking for more secure sexual partners- this plays out in their porn use. Is this to say that older women will necessarily stay in relationships or agree to consensual sex with younger men? No. However, some young men are afraid of rejection, especially from younger women who may not find them sexually attractive or sexual gods. For such men, finding an older woman to take the sexual lead lowers their chances of rejection. 

Don’t be fooled- these older women aren’t necessarily all made up and have undergone plastic surgery. A common misconception is that people who enjoy over-50 porn want to see older women, but with boob surgeries and body enhancements. No- some people are attracted to the mature, more aging body as it is. 

Conclusion

It’s clear that men, both young and old, are attracted to older women. There are rich psychological reasons for these attractions, and none can perfectly describe the appeal. 

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AFF Erotic Stories: The Forbidden Fruit… Tapping the Married MILF

I’d been at my new job for just over a month when I noticed Carmela going out of her way to chat with me, usually about random, meaningless things. She was the epitome of the perfect MILF. Through our conversations I learned that Carmela had a son overseas in the marines and a husband that she rarely mentioned other than to talk about the lost passion in their marriage.

Carmela was originally from Puerto Rico, in her mid-forties, with straight, shoulder-length brunette hair, brown eyes, and nice little body, at 5’5” and approximately 120 lbs. One of the guys that worked in the same department described her as a “tight little spinner.” Carmela had nice firm, round breasts; granted they were fake tits, but they looked damn good! I thought I may have a pretty decent shot at nailing her, so I decided to pursue the opportunity.

I must admit, it did take a little time to seduce Carmela but the reward was well worth the wait. After a few lunches and drinks a couple times after work, she was quite comfortable as we bantered sexual flirtations and innuendos with each other. When it became obvious that our new relationship was destined for the bedroom I asked Carmela back to my place. She hesitated and tried to give excuses why she “shouldn’t” but we both knew it was going to happen sooner or later. Carmela finally informed me that her husband was going hunting for the weekend and she would be free to “meet-up” after work… if I was still interested. I, of course seized upon the opportunity and we arranged to meet for a casual dinner after work and then drinks back at my place.

I met Carmela at a funky little Tiki bar and grill and was pleased to see her show up wearing little blue jean shorts, a white blouse, and wedge-heeled sandals that lifted her ass perfectly. After dinner she followed me back to my place for “drinks,” of course we both knew that sex was on the agenda and a certainty. I poured us a few drinks as we settled in on the couch making idle chit-chat as we got cozier with each other.

It wasn’t long before our hands began exploring each other’s bodies. Carmela was incredibly passionate, stroking the growing bulge in my shorts while telling me how much she needed this and how long it had been since she’d had any intimacy. I kissed her neck, lips, and ear lobes as I slowly unbuttoned her blouse revealing her ample cleavage. I noticed that she’d taken off her wedding ring as she tugged at my belt to open my shorts. I popped the clasp on Carmela’s bra and immediately went down on her little hard, brown nipples, gently squeezing her tits as I licked and sucked. Carmela moaned with pleasure and ran her fingers through my hair as she pulled me in closer against her breasts. I greedily sucked on those pert nipples as my hand slowly went south and opened Carmela’s shorts.

“Mmmm, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Carmela said, reaching into my shorts and wrapping her hand around my throbbing erection.

“Wha’da’ya mean,” I asked with a sly grin.

“Cheating on my husband,” Carmela explained, “I’m going to have sex with you and I’m married!”
I slid my hand down, feeling the lace of Carmela’s panties on the back of my hand as my fingers slipped up inside her. Carmela tensed up as my fingers entered her and then purred with delight as they found the spot. She grew incredibly wet, incredibly fast. I slid down off the couch as I pulled off her shorts and panties. Carmela spread her legs, inviting me to go down on her. She had a neatly trimmed little landing strip just above her sweet little pussy. I spread her lips and hungrily lapped up her delicious nectar.

Carmela moaned and pulled my head into her as I devoured her pussy. “Oh Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, don’t stop… Oh Yes… that’s so good….”

I could feel her thighs quivering against the side of my head as I brought her to orgasm, again and again. I couldn’t wait to sink my hard cock into this delicious little pussy.

“That was incredible…” Carmela said catching her breath, “C’mon, let me take care of you now.”
I took one last lick and then climbed up onto Carmela, straddling her as my hard cock hovered in front her face. I watched with enthusiasm as Carmela took my cock; first licking around the head, then up and down the shaft, before taking me deep into her mouth. I grew harder and harder just watching her suck my cock. It was quite apparent that Carmela definitely knew how to suck cock, and I knew that I wouldn’t last much longer before exploding in her mouth.

Reluctantly I pulled my cock from her mouth and said, “Carmela, I wanna fuck you so bad.” Carmela smiled, “Good… I want to feel you inside me. How do you want me?”

“How do I want you?” I repeated.

“Yes, how do you want to mount me?”

I smiled mischievously, “let’s get you on your hands and knees.”

Carmela giggled as she turned over and got on her hands and knees, “Oooh, you wanna take me from behind, don’t you?” I got into position, kneeling behind Carmela, slowly caressing her little round ass and slipping my fingers up into her wet pussy. I couldn’t wait to sink my hard cock deep inside her.
Carmela looked over her shoulder as I started rubbing the tip of my cock up and down against her pussy lips, “You know my ass is off limits, don’t you?”

I smiled at her and chuckled, “Well, I do now!” Then I spread her lips with my fingers and pushed the tip of my cock into her sweet little pussy.

Carmela moaned as my cock slipped into her, “Mmmm, Oh Yes! That’s it… Push it in… Mmmm yes, I want you inside me….”

I had a firm grip with both hands, holding Carmela’s little ass as I pushed deeper into her pussy. I couldn’t believe how tight she was! I could feel her pussy tighten around my throbbing shaft and it felt amazing as I pumped my cock in and out of her pussy.

Carmela moaned with every thrust I drove into her. “Mmmm, Yes… That feels so good… You have no idea how bad I needed this… Mmmm, Yes… Yes… Yes….”

I could feel a big load building and I started thrusting into Carmela harder, faster, and deeper. I was pounding her relentlessly as I couldn’t wait to shoot my load into her. Carmela turned her head to the side as she lay across the armrest of the couch. I could see that her eyes were closed tightly and she was biting her bottom lip. The expression on her face told me that maybe I was fucking her too aggressively and she was hurting a bit. Regardless, she never told me to stop and took it like a good girl. I tightened my grip on her ass and thrust into her deliberately hard, then holding tight I moaned as I ejaculated into her. One hot stream of cum after another shot into her pussy, over and over again until I was spent.

“Fuck… that was good!” I said as I pulled back and let my semi-hard cock slip out of Carmela’s pussy. I watched with satisfaction as my cum slowly oozed out and began to drip from Carmela’s pussy. Carmela raised up off the armrest of the couch and turned to look at me, “Wow… I can’t even remember the last time I was fucked this good! I’m gonna be sore for a while.”

We both cleaned up and I asked Carmela to stay the night since her husband was gone for the weekend. She knew we’d be fucking again and agreed without any hesitation. I grinned from ear to ear, knowing I’d be fucking that tight little pussy again by morning!

Story submitted by Adult FriendFinder Member 13Beetle.

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Mother’s Incredible Best Friend

I was a 20 year old home from college for the holidays staying with my divorced mother. We had a good relationship and she pretty much let me come and go as I wanted as long as I didn’t do anything that created more work or caused any problems. She was dating a guy and spent a lot of time out of the house either at work or with him. Just after Christmas a week or so before I was to head back to school, she told me she was having one of her old friends come and visit for 10 days. She told me her friend, whose name was Carrie and whom I had never met, would be staying in the guest bedroom next to mine. She wouldn’t be any trouble as she had just gone through a divorce herself and was looking for some quiet time away from all the bad memories. I didn’t think much of it other than that it was nice that my mother would be able to have some time to spend with a good friend. Nothing left me prepared for what would happen the following week.

Carrie showed up late Sunday night and was a total surprise. She was in her mid to late 30’s and gorgeous! As I was introduced my very first thought was “What kind of nut would let a woman like this go?” She was about 5’8”, blonde, blue eyes, tanned ‒ and for what I could see under her winter coat, very well put together. My second thought was that Carrie must have some kind of problem or the guy wouldn’t have let her go. I mentally reminded myself to “enjoy the view but watch myself.” I wasn’t much for dealing with female head-cases. I’d seen a couple of them in college and knew enough to stay out of their way ‒ no matter how hot they seemed to be. Besides, this was my mother’s friend. I never gave it another thought ‒ at least for a couple of days.

The second night Carrie was there, my mother had gone out on a date and I spent most of the early evening watching TV. Carrie had joined me on the couch and eventually we started to converse. It turned out her husband, who had been her high school boyfriend had been involved with another woman and despite Carrie’s forgiveness and efforts to save the marriage, he had been a real jerk. I felt bad for her. Obviously she was a great woman and had deserved better. I thought she was close to tears but she seemed to compose herself. She asked about my life ‒ whether I had a girlfriend, what I was studying, what I wanted to do after college ‒ all the normal stuff. I found myself growing to like her very much although I had no thoughts about any kind of a relationship at the time. Though I was enjoying our conversation I excused myself and went to bed about 11:00.

I was having some trouble getting to sleep. At about midnight I heard Carrie come down the hall and into her room. 20 minutes later, I thought I heard some muffled “sighs” and “moans”. The walls were pretty thick and I thought she might be crying. We had an adjoining closet and after a while my curiosity got the best of me. I felt bad for her. After the crying went on for a while I decided to get up and ask if there was anything I could do. I knocked gently on her door and heard her say “Come in.” I entered the room and sat at the foot of her bed. I told her how badly I felt that she had gone through what she had and asked if she wanted to talk anymore. She wiped her eyes and sat up on the side of the bed. As she did, her night gown opened slightly to reveal a pair of beautiful breasts. I was embarrassed for looking and turned my eyes away. She looked at me as I did. I said “I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking on purpose.” She kind of smiled and replied “It’s OK. It wasn’t your fault. Besides I know how young guys like you are about things like that. Nobody blames you for looking.” She took my hand, looked into my eyes with her beautiful big blues, and said “I appreciate your asking if you could help but there really isn’t much you can do. It’s just something I have to get over ‒ and I will. It’s just lonely and I miss being with a man. Especially one like I thought my husband was. In fact, you seem like the kind of guy I thought I was getting married to when he and I wed. Some girl is going to be lucky to meet a guy like you someday. Anyhow ‒ Thanks.” She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I headed back to my room with my head swimming. I certainly had been wrong about her. She was not “head case”. In fact, she was one of the most decent, rational women I had ever met. The thought of her kiss went through my mind, but I erased it realizing that I was being totally ridiculous even thinking that I would ever be anything more to her than “her best friend’s son.” I have to admit that she was the subject of my dreams that night.

The next morning, I woke up and decided to get going early. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed for the shower. As I approached Carrie’s room I noticed the door was slightly open and couldn’t help peeking in as I walked by. I guess I had hoped for ‒ but didn’t expect the sight before me. Carrie had obviously showered and was lying on the bed completely naked. Her eyes were completely shut and her hand was down between her thighs as she masturbated furiously. Her body was even more beautiful than I had imagined it would be. There wasn’t a flaw to be seen. She had a flat stomach, beautiful breasts, and an ass and thighs that were muscular but incredibly feminine. Afraid of being caught staring again, I headed to the shower ‒ but with an erection that made it hard to go around corners! As I stood in the shower I could only daydream about what it would be like to climb between Carrie’s thighs and slide my cock deeply into her.

As I headed back to my room I glanced into her room and saw that she had left ‒ probably to go down to the kitchen. I dressed and headed down myself. When I arrived, Carrie was standing at the stove in a robe making breakfast. “What’s this?” I exclaimed. She replied with a sly smile, “I just thought a nice guy like you would enjoy a big breakfast ‒ how was your shower?” I didn’t know what to think. Had she seen me looking into her room as she pleasured herself? Or was she just making a pleasant morning comment? I stammered “Great”. She replied “I thought so”. She brought the pan over to the table where I was sitting and bent over to put the breakfast food on my plate. As she did her robe partially opened, but she didn’t seem to be very self-conscious about it. In fact she looked straight into my eyes as she remained bent over with her bare breasts showing completely. Her nipples were stiff and she seemed to be breathing a little heavily. I couldn’t figure out whether to look into her eyes or at the sight before me. Finally, I looked into her eyes and once again apologized for “peeking”. This time she laughed and said “Actually, I take it as a compliment having a sexy young guy like you admiring my body. I enjoy it. It makes me feel good. Feel free to peek whenever you get the chance!” She sat down on my lap and put her arm around my shoulders. I could feel the heat of her bare bottom in my lap. I was getting almost dizzy from the thoughts going through my head. She kissed me directly on the lips and got up and headed for her room. On the way she said “I’m going to get dressed and go shopping. See you later.” All I could think was “What a tease!” I had to wait for my cock to go down before I could even get out of the chair.

I left for the day and didn’t get home until well after midnight. The house was dark and both my mother and Carrie were obviously asleep in their rooms. I was both disappointed and relieved. Disappointed that what I had been thinking about with Carrie probably wasn’t going to ever happen and relieved that I wouldn’t have to get teased again without any remedy other than my own hand. I showered, climbed into bed and went to sleep. Something woke me in the middle of the night. I heard the click of my door and some shuffling. I rolled over and looked up to see one of the most welcome sights I had ever experienced. In the moonlight that shone through the window Carrie stood next to my bed. She looked down on me put her finger to her lips and whispered “Shhhhhh”. As I watched she dropped her robe and then her night gown into a pool on the floor in front of her. She reached for my hand and pulled me to a standing position next to her beautiful, naked body. “You didn’t really think I could be so cruel as to leave you in the state you were in this morning ‒ did you?” She walked around behind me and pressed up against my body. Her hands slid under the waist band of my shorts and down to grasp my cock. It felt like a bar of steel but her hands felt like heaven. She pushed my shorts down then came around in front of my naked body and pressed up against me. My cock slid between her thighs. I could feel her pubic hair brush against it and the wetness of her cunt as the tip of it slid between her lips. She deep kissed me passionately. I could feel the tips of her breasts press into my chest. My heart raced as Carrie slid down to her knees in front of me and I imagined what was to come. As she looked up into my eyes she exclaimed “I’ve been thinking about the taste of your cock in my mouth since I saw you peeking into my room this morning.”

She reached around my ass and pulled me tight against her face as she deep throated me. She grasped the base of my cock with one hand and scratched my balls with the other as she licked the head of my cock and started to mouth fuck me. It didn’t take long before I could feel the cum rising in my cock. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face tight so that my cock was buried deep in her face and I blew everything. She drained me taking every drop and swallowing it. My knees almost gave out from the intensity. “I hope you’re not done for the night” she whispered, “I had plans for much more than this!” My cock hardened again instantly as I contemplated the possibilities. She whispered again “I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cock buried deep inside me.”  I pushed her back on the bed, her legs splayed in anticipation of my cock, but I wasn’t ready to start that yet. I knelt between her legs and pressed her thighs apart with my hands. When she realized what I was doing she lifted her head up of the bed and I could hear the breath push out between her lips in anticipation of my tongue in her pussy. I slowly licked the inside of her thighs one at a time, stopping on each one just as the hairs of her pussy brushed my cheeks. I could smell the feminine juices leaking from her as she enjoyed my “teasing.” I reached up with my hands and pushed the lips of her pussy apart to open it for my tongue. I bent my head forward and blew gently into her pussy lips before sliding my tongue into them. Up and down, side to side. Her hips bucked from the intensity of her feelings. I slid my hands under her ass and pulled her tight against my face as I started lapping her clitoris. She bucked some more. I slid a finger, slick with her own juices, into her ass as I lapped away. She moaned “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop until I cum.” I didn’t. She exploded and sat bolt upright from the intensity until she had to push my face away. She fell backward onto the bed. “I can’t believe how intense that was” she whispered, “What can I do for you.” I took her face into my hands and pulled her to me. “That’s easy. I want to feel my cock in your pussy. I want to fuck you until you pass out from the intensity. I want to feel my cock empty inside you.” She smiled, slid back onto the bed and spread her legs apart. “I can’t wait” she replied as she took my cock and pulled it to the entrance of her pussy.

It’s nearly impossible to do justice in describing how it feels to have your cock slide into a woman as beautiful as she was. All the initial feelings are at the tip as it enters here pussy and pushes it open. But when you start to push forward, every inch of it feels the same sensation ‒ her pussy lips tightening around you. Then, when you are all the way in, you feel it all over. You feel in your cock, your balls, even your pubis as it presses tightly into her before you start to actually fuck. That’s what I felt in Carrie. I started to slowly fuck her. Slowly part way in and part way out. Then deeper and back out. I could feel my balls tighten in anticipation as they slapped against her ass. I could feel the wetness of our combined juices as I slid in and out of her. I pulled back out, took my cock in my hand, and started brushing the tip back and forth over her clitoris. She moaned and bucked some more. “Ohhhhh, that feels so good ‒ I’m close. I’m almost there. Put it back in. Please put it back in”.

“Turn over” I said. She hurriedly complied. The sight of her beautiful ass facing me was almost more than I could take. I grasped her hips and pulled back as I pushed forward into her. Again I experienced the wonderful feeling of my cock sliding through her pussy lips deep into her. We started to fuck in earnest. I slammed into her as she pushed back. The air was filled with the smell of her sex and the sounds of our lovemaking. The slapping of our hips against each other, her moans and my groans as we approached the ultimate climax. Finally, I slammed deeply into her and stayed as I felt my cock flex as it drained into her. She buried her face in the pillow as she climaxed. We fell forward on to the bed breathing heavily at our efforts. I rolled off and she rolled over to lie against me. “That was incredible” she exclaimed. As she got up to dress and head back to her room, her parting words were “I’m glad we’re both going to be here for a few more days. Maybe tomorrow we can shower together to start the day.”

 

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