1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    outstretched tongue even as I fought to remain standing. She jerked me off while it shot on her cheek and rolled over her nose. I don’t know what set Bob off. Either his mother getting creamed in the face or his buck wild pounding into her pussy. But she got filled in both ends and moaned on my cockhead while it happened, riding the wave of her orgasm. Images tallied up that would stay in my mind; semen, like war paint, under her eyes; the pure excitement on her face as she lapped up the remnants of my explosion that she milked from my shaft... But the one that stood out the most was of her mouthing ‘I want to swallow your cum’ that burned the most. After considering the dirty talk that put me over, I thought I had been tricked. Since I forced her attention on me while sucking on her, she paid me back with such an awesome blow job that I would certainly remember it. Oh sure, guys will argue over skinny or plump, maybe big butts or an hour glass shape. But it struck me right then and there, while a forty year old nursed on my spent cock, that sexy wasn’t an age or shape. Sexy was only an attitude. After she reluctantly let me go, a feeling of guilt swept over me. I had decimated a friend’s mother even though he had done the same. Nothing would ever be the same between us now. I gathered my clothes and put them on while Bob did the same. Dee-Dee cleaned off the mess we’d made on the table with a dish cloth and put her dress back on. I just couldn’t leave without saying ...
    something about the situation. “Um, I am sorry for walking in on you guys.” and added, “I really am.” “It’s ok. We shouldn’t have been doing anything anyway.” Bob admitted. “It’s just that the mood hit us.” “It’s a slow day and we don’t get many customers.” Dee-Dee admitted. “Although it’s picked up some since your family made an inn out of the mansion.” “Yeah, it’s good to see somebody that isn’t a farmer every now and then.” Bob chuckled. “I get tired of lugging fifty pound sacks of feed for grumpy old men that just complain about the weather all day.” I took the towel out of Dee-Dee’s hand and wiped under her chin, “Missed a spot.” I explained. “Sorry about the mess.” “Well thank you Jake.” she replied, taking the towel back from me. “That was very exciting for me.” “Oh, I didn’t expect it to get out of hand like that.” I explained. “That’s ok; I did.” she replied, giving me a big smile. I headed back home for lunch with a head full of memories to think about. I focused on the dirty talk she used, wondering if she was faking it or really meant what she said. But then, what did it matter any? It did the trick either way. I mean, if ever there was a magic trick in a woman’s playbook she could use to make a guy go off, that had to be a nuclear option in their arsenal. I wondered if a guy had something like that in his playbook. I walked into a kitchen filled with laughter and giggles. “What are you two doing?” I asked, seeing Julie and Betty pointing at a brochure on the counter. ...