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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Part 5
I spin the steering wheel the opposite way with the palm of my right hand. My left hand on her hand on my thigh again.
I can feel my heart pounding ‘I can’t believe she just said yes’ I think to myself.
I can feel a cool, sticky mixture of precum and piss on my thigh where my dick is resting. Still semi hard.
We drive for about 10 minutes, my eyes darting, searching for the perfect place to get a second fix of the milf in my passenger seat.
Eventually we arrive at what looks like a farm. I can’t really recall what it was or where we were. All I know is that it seemed good.
My car waded through the thick mud reassuringly as we came to a gate to a field down the torn up old track.
The space infront of the gate was big enough for me to pull in to. ‘This’ll do’.
I turned off the engine and we immediately started kissing passionately, like we’d missed each other.
Now that I sort of knew what she liked since last time was so successful, I put my hand on her thigh as if to ask for her consent. She put her hand on top of mine and moved it higher before returning her caress to my lower jaw, neck and chest.
The leather skirt she wore really did something to me that night. I couldn’t wait to get underneath it.
Her curvy thighs together, I push her left leg away from the right. She let out a low moan into my mouth while we kissed, as I heard her left knee hit the passenger side door.
I had no fear this time. My right hand straight up between her thighs, I could feel her warmth, shrouded in lace, wet and waiting for me.
Not once during this time did she touch me below my waist. I was so ready for her.
I slip my hand into her knickers through the leg hole, and boisterously push them to one side, the crotch stretched over the back of my hand.
Just like before I forcefully part her and first slip my middle finger inside, shortly followed by my ring finger. The index and pinky either side of her incredibly sexy labia. My thumb and palm massaging her clit and the rest of her mound. She’s soaking.
It doesn’t take very long before I feel that now-familiar warm gush all over my fingers. Her cunt twitching and squeezing them.
We continue kissing. I’d expected it to stop there and we’d return to town, I’d drop her off and I’d go back home.
Except for that didn’t happen.
My cock still at full-mast, I sit back and stretch. I’m jolted by the sensation of her grabbing my hardon through my jeans. She’s squeezing and rubbing it, and trying to unto my belt.
I recline my seat and raise my hips to undo my belt.
I look over to see her staring at my bulge and biting her lip.
I undo my jeans in one quick motion and pull them down to below my boxers. My bulging cock exposed, still contained by my tight boxers.
Tantalisingly slowly, she reveals my cock, first pulling the waistband outward, and then down. The huge patch of precum mixed with the last drip of the piss I had now visible in the low light.
She took a sharp intake of breath and shrugged off the coat from her shoulders. All the time looking at my cock, pointing straight up, resting on my stomach. The waistband of my boxers tucked under my balls.
She leans over the arm rest, her head now half on my chest, and picks up my engorged cock with her left hand. A trail of precum connecting the half-exposed tip of my cock to the ‘treasure trail’ of hair on my stomach.
‘Mmmm’ I hear her moan. With that, I feel her pull back my foreskin and the tip of my cock become warm between her lips.
She sits up again and looks at me, my precum coating her lips. She licks it off while looking at me dead in the eye, my cock still firmly in her grip.
We kiss again. This time she’s working my cock. Nice and slow and rough, just how I like it. My hand guiding her at first, she soon got the hang of it.
She goes back for a longer suck. I tell her to pull on my foreskin with her lips on her up-strokes, which she does. She then sticks her tongue underneath my foreskin and rolls it around my helmet, now providing her a constant stream of sweet, salty precum.
‘Shall we fuck?’ I ask, half-panting.
‘Yes’ she says again, without hesitation.
We open the doors of my car and get into the back seat. My cock tucked into my boxers again, but my jeans and belt still undone.
Without the separation of the armrest we immediately sit closer.
‘I want this’. She said ‘but I don’t want you to hate yourself after’.
‘I won’t’ I promised.
With this, she leant back in the left hand back seat and I again lifted my hips to pull my boxers and jeans down.
I got on top of her, one knee resting on the floor of my car, and the other on the back seat. Her legs were spread wide around my hips. Her head resting against the arm rest on the door.
This angle wasn’t great so I grab her thighs and yank her further down. My cock meeting those incredible labia for the first time. I didn’t even think about using protection. I needed to feel her and I wanted her to feel all of me.
My left arm under her head, we kiss again for a minute before I reach down and grip the base of my cock, and guid myself into her. It takes a couple of attempts but when I hit the spot I collapse on top of her, moaning with total pleasure as I feel the warm wetness of her 48 year old milf cunt, married since 19, engulf my thick, throbbing 29 year old cock. The first, other than her husband, she’s had in that time.
I make sure she feels all of me. She grips my arse cheeks as she lets out an incredibly sexy yelp. I attempt to withdraw but she’s gripping me so tightly I can’t. I give up and we kiss. I deliberately make my cock throb inside her to show her how fucking hard I am for her. In the moment I’m convinced I’ll be straight forever.
I slowly thrust back and forth, feeling my foreskin slide with ease back and forth over my helmet inside her. Thinking of my precum being left inside her and how deep, sexy and warm her cunt felt around my girthy shaft.
I withdrew from her, acting out one of the things I’d always wanted to do.
I looked down at my wet cock, and pushed my helmet firmly, almost forcibly between her labia and just admired the scene for a minute. A bead of precum left my pisshole.
I took the opportunity to rub myself into her, slapping the underside of my fully erect young cock on her sexy, juicy, mature, p e r f e c t pussy.
‘Uhh-ohhhhh-fuck!’ She sighed. Keep doing that.
I whacked my helmet harder against her. I could feel our combined wetness landing on my hairy thighs. No doubt she could too.
The animalistic side of me completely took over, then. I rammed my whole length back inside that sexy little cunt. ‘I’m gonna breed you’ I whimpered in her ear as I thrust my hips hard, over and over again, relentlessly, making sure I took in the sounds of my full, heavy balls slapping against her, the smells, the sound of her moaning and whimpering. Fuck. The noises she made are enough to make me cum, even now.
I gave her all I had. Finally, I was fucking her. It felt incredible.
Before long I felt the now familiar squeeze of her legs as she let out an almighty roar. My cock was instantly surrounded by a surge of warm wet cum.. my rock hard cock being forced out of her with the contractions of her pussy.
Suddenly I felt my balls tighten and an overwhelming, hot, tingly sensation overcome my entire groin. ‘Im gonna cum’ I alerted her before sliding myself, hands-free, back inside her now stretched cunt.
She gripped my arse with her hands and wouldn’t let me pull out as I unloaded jet after jet of cum deep inside of her.
We did the usual awkward clean up and as we pulled away I said ‘what have we done!?’.
We laughed.
She made me pull over at the garage on the way home and go inside to buy her a bottle of white wine.
I drop her off around the corner and as she gets out of my car her skirt is undone still.I point this out before she goes into her son. We kiss through the driver side window and I drive home.
When I get there I open her message. ‘I can still feel you coming out of me’.
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