Strange pleasure in summer – 02

No doubt I was in heaven. Janet’s personal slice of heaven, she kept hidden away behind those sexy gym shorts and bikini bottoms. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair to the world that she should have this goldmine, this diamond strike, this magical gift, and only old Bob should get to mine it.

I didn’t get soft. I couldn’t, not while I was still inside my Janet. Janet Mallory. Stunning Janet Mallory. I leaned back, pushing my knees in beside her hips, and slowly stroked in and out of her mind-numbing source of joy.

I reached down and touched her, sliding my thumb over her puffy mounds, opening her up, exposing her tender little love button. I slid my thumb inside her pussy, above my cock, reveling in her wetness. She may not know what was going on consciously, but her sweet pussy sure as hell did. Pulling out my thumb, I rubbed her clit, varying the pressure, rubbing little circles, checking to see how her pussy responded to me.

I was sure I felt her tightening, clutching my cock with her moist folds. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to stay hard for her, and I wanted to play a different way.

“Watch out, Jim. I’m going to turn her over.”

“Maybe we should give it a break.”

“Break? You haven’t even fucked her yet. You have to try this. I’m telling you man, she’s the greatest. You know I’ve fucked a lot of women and nothing compares to this. She’s hot, and wet, and begging for it.”

“She’s out cold, dude,” he said, snappishly.

“I’m telling you her body isn’t. It responds to everything I do. I’m going to fuck her until she comes.”

“She can’t come. She’s unconscious.”

“Whatever. I’m turning her over. Move.”

I stacked a couple of pillows around her waist level, then eased her over onto her front. She shifted position a couple of times, but I stayed with it until I had her where I wanted her, on her belly and her incredible ass exposed to me for the first time. God, what an ass! Round and smooth, raised up and ready.

With his personal playground buried in the covers, Jim was at a loss for what to do.

“Put your dick in her mouth bro. Close your eyes, and fuck her sweet mouth. Just don’t push too hard, Ok?”

“I…I don’t know.”

“C’mon! It’s Tanya’s big mouth. Remember all her snide remarks, her mean comments. It’s time to shut her up. Fill her mouth. Do it!”

He still seemed a bit reluctant, but he moved up the bed to her face, pulled his cock out of his jockeys, and eased the head into her mouth.

“Oh, God!” he moaned, moving his hips and fucking his mom’s slack mouth. I barely had time to get between her legs and worship that holy temple that was her perfect ass, before he was groaning.

“Take it, Tanya,” he groaned behind eyes , clenched shut. “Fuck!” I looked up to see him hunched over and holding her head while his ass twitched and he unloaded in her mouth.

I held my breath to see what would happen, but she barely moved. He slid his cock back and forth between her lips. “Oh, God. Swallow it. Swallow it Tanya.”

“Pull out and hold her mouth closed.” I told him, before allowing myself the chance to lick her puckered little asshole. I squeezed her ass cheeks, spreading them, then pushed the tip of my tongue into her, feeling her tightness slightly give, allowing me just a bit of entrance.

Everything about her was so perfect. Her tits, her pussy, her amazing ass.

I searched out my trusty lube, and greased up my pole, sliding it back where it belonged. Now and for always. With my cock buried in my dream woman to the hilt, I poured a stream of lube down her crack, and started my journey of exploration into her forbidden back door.

“I bet Bob doesn’t get to play here,” I murmured as my slippery finger slid into her warm butt-hole.

I’m not ignorant. I’ve read a lot, and I’ve seen a lot of porn. I know there’s a lot of guys out there who love the Hershey highway, but there was no way I was pulling my cock out of her pussy for anything less than Armageddon.

But I wanted to own her. Every single inch of her golden perfection. The pale skin where her bathing suit blocked out the sun was a gift from God, and not one to be taken lightly. This special treasure, between her cheeks, hidden from all but me and her unworthy husband and ex’s. Fuck them. It was mine now. And that most private, most taboo of all openings, was giving way to two of my fingers.

I loved the look of her ass spreading, the feel of her tightness, but it felt awkward. I pulled out and inserted just my thumb. Right to the hilt. Damn, it felt so right, so utterly perfect. That was it.

Jim was lying next to his Mom. He’d worked an arm under her, and was cuddling up to her, hugging her, kissing her shoulder. It looked like maybe he was crying. What the fuck was up with that?

“That’s cool, dude. Show her you love her.”

“Shut up,” he growled.

Whatever. I just closed my eyes and slid my love shaft in and out of the most perfect woman in the world. My thumb in her butt, fingers splayed across the top of her ass, I felt joined to her in a special way. With my other hand I caressed her soft skin, from her waist to her thighs, over and over.

I was on automatic now, back and forth, just enjoying being with her. I zoned out, oblivious to all but the sensation surrounding my cock. I could fuck her forever. I could fuck her until she woke up and begged me not to stop. I could fuck my beautiful Janet until Tanya walked in on us and begged for a turn of her own. Fat chance.

I was Janet’s and Janet was mine.

At some point I realized Jim left us. His loss. I was a bit tired, but not enough to stop. Hell no. I pulled out and gently maneuvered her body around, putting her on her side, looking for a nice comfortable position for the long haul. My cock felt great. Indefatigable. Ready and eager for more. I’d never felt like this. Not even close. I was Superman with a cock of steel.

I worked my way through a couple of positions, including another brief face fuck, and eventually found what I’d been looking for. With both of us on our sides, her bottom leg aimed forward, her upper leg thrown over mine, I could enter her easily and fully, and with only the slightest of effort, fuck that sublime well of joy.

It meant stretching out almost perpendicular to her, losing contact with most of her body, but the real contact, the contact that mattered, was astounding. I made her as comfortable as I could. I lubed up thoroughly, and kept the pump handy. Inserting myself as deeply as possible, I leaned back and closed my eyes again.

My attention narrowed, focusing on one thing and one thing only. I became nothing more than my cock, every nerve tingling, aware of nothing but being inside of her. Then even that started to waver, and I was one with her.

The urge to come came upon me, and I didn’t fight it. But it was different, not as painfully intense. It was good, and right, but it was a slow cresting, not an explosion. And the drop-off was non-existent. I might have softened a bit, but not enough to notice, and soon I was filling her completely again, as thick as ever.

If it got to be a little uncomfortable, I’d apply more lube in mid-stroke. Squirt – stroke – squirt – stroke, until it was smooth and easy again. If I felt the need to come, I did, then went back to easy stroking, until my full firmness returned. It was surreal. I lost count of how many times I came. I lost track of everything.

Still, it wasn’t enough. I wanted to make love to Janet. I wanted to stretch out over her, feel her tits against my chest. I wanted to kiss her while I made sweet, beautiful love to her.

I pulled out, cuddled up to her back and held her. “I want to make love to you Janet.” I kissed her neck and shoulders, gently caressing her breasts. I got up to prepare her for our lovemaking, unable to fathom how it had come to this.

Looking down at her miraculous body, I flashed on all I’d done with her already. It was already the greatest night of my life, and I wanted to immortalize it. I retrieved my camera and took some pictures of her in her current position. She was like a big rag doll to me, and I moved her around, positioned her however I wanted.

It was a little tiring but worth it. I got it all. Picture of me in her mouth. Janet, on her belly, ass raised. Close-ups of her pussy and ass. A nice little vid of me lubing up her asshole, and my fingers opening her up.

A little lube and some quick strokes of my hand, and I was hard enough to film my cock entering her. Filling her completely. The camera distracted me and I spent longer fucking my sweetheart from behind than I had planned; I really wanted to make love to her.

Back on her side, leg lifted high, pussy exposed for the camera. Entering her again. And again. Finally onto her back, my cock between her tits, where it had all begun. So amazing. So utterly perfect.

Putting my camera-phone away, I gently eased my love onto her back, positioning her carefully. I got a new washcloth and wiped her down, cleaning up her sticky pussy, her greasy ass, wiping her face clean where I could see dried lines of cum had leaked out of her mouth.

No, that wouldn’t do.

Her hair was a tangled mess, so I took my time and brushed it out. I don’t know a lot about makeup, but I did my utmost to help her look her best for our REAL first time. I wanted it to be special. A little lipstick, some eye shadow, some blush. Nothing too crazy, just enough to show that it mattered.

While I was working on her, I covered her up with a sheet so she wouldn’t get cold. She seemed to appreciate it, and she pulled it across her body, turning sideways a bit.

I felt grimy, so I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth using her toothbrush. The pink one had to be hers. I even borrowed a razor and shaved. I didn’t want any stubble to mar our perfect moment. Brushing my hair back, I looked at myself in the mirror. Looking good. No wonder she wanted me.

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