1. Like Riding a Bike


    Date: 12/3/2015, Categories: MILF, Author: RejectReality, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    causing strands of blonde hair to stick to her sweat-dampened face. “So close!” she exclaimed in a pained voice. “Fuck! I’m about to come,” Jeremy growled. “Don’t stop! Fuck meee!” she screamed, the last word turning into a rising squeal. But it was too late for him. The very next time he buried his cock in her depths, he let out a roar that would have done a lion proud and erupted into her clinging sheath. “Please!” he dimly heard her scream over the thundering of his heartbeat in his ears. Somehow, he found the strength and presence of mind to pull back and slam into her. A second roar that he could feel in his chest echoed back from the walls, and another volcanic burst of cum flooded her depths. He could only follow that up with an uncoordinated, jerky half-thrust into her cum-filled pussy. It was enough. Gayle’s shriek of climax drowned out his quavering groan. He fell forward onto his hands when her walls clamped down on his pulsing manhood. A moment later, a foot thumped into the small of his back and fingernails bit into his shoulder. He dropped down onto his elbows in a reflexive response to the pain, pressing her damp and heaving breasts against his chest. The ecstasy clouded his thoughts as he pumped cum into her for what felt like an eternity. He only realized he’d jerked free of her when cool air kissed his manhood. Gayle continued to cry out from the orgasmic energy coursing through her body and hold him tight against her. Long minutes of gasping for breath ...
    passed before either of them began to recover from the sweet agony. Jeremy rolled off of her when he shivered from the air-conditioning reasserting itself over the heat of their coupling. His softening cock tapped against his skin when he settled, leaving an imprint formed of their mingled cum. Gayle let out a long moan, though it sharpened and rose into a whimper at the end. Following a gasp to draw air back into her lungs, she chuckled, and then said, “Oh god, yes.” His heavy eyes had closed, but he forced them open when he felt the bed shift. Gayle had propped up onto her elbows again. She looked between her legs and smiled. “Wow,” she said, and then turned to him. “Look.” Though his body was screaming to stay right where he was and go to sleep, he overrode it to sit up. When he looked between her legs, he could see tendrils of cum hanging from her pussy lips, and more pooled on the bed below. She pushed, and a bubble of cum welled up from inside her. It dribbled down her labia to join the rest. “Did Nancy ever make you come that hard?” she asked. The truth was that he could think of a few times – especially the first time they’d fucked. There was no reason to tell her that, though. “No way,” he answered. She sank back to the bed and said, “I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard. Oh, it’s still coming out. It’s a good thing my tubes are tied.” With that, she reached between her legs, gathered up the cream on her fingers, and brought it to her lips. Jeremy closed his eyes, ...