After a sports injury, Trisha our married neighbor
gives my son massages to help him recover. (F/m-teen,
mast, intr)
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PART 1
The first thing I want to say is: THIS IS A TRUE STORY.
IF you don't think stuff like this goes on in YOUR
community, open your eyes.
We have been neighbors with Trisha and her husband,
Carter for 4 years, since I was 15. My dad died when I
was 14. He was a regional vice president for his
company. He was killed, along with a newer guy, named
Ramon, in a multi car pileup in California.
After he died, my mom, Jennifer, found out he had
planned for our futures very well. He had multiple life
insurance policies that made mom a multi millionaire
widow at the age of 32. A little background might help
here. My name is Mickie. I'm 19, about 5'10", I weigh
in the neighborhood of 170. I visit the gym 3 times a
week, so I'm in pretty good shape.
I got my dad's dark, curly hair. My mom Jennifer is 36.
She's 5'4, a trim 120 pounds. She has long dark red
hair that hangs to the small of her back. Trisha is 39,
and must be 5'10" or so, as she is as tall as I am. She
is a very healthy 140 pounds, and wears her hair collar
length.
I really think she is the most beautiful black woman I
have ever seen. Her husband, Carter, is 43 and 6'2". He
is very muscular and weighs 230 pounds. Carter keeps
his head shaved. He works for the same company my dad
did, and has taken over his responsibilities with the
company.
Trisha and Carter are almost like an extended family to
mom & me. We are always at each other's houses,
barbecues, swim outings, everything. Trisha is a
registered massage therapist, but she does it as a
hobby rather than as full time employment. She worked
with mom, practicing on her throughout her training
until she was licensed. Mom is always bragging about
how good Trisha is, and how well she sleeps after one
of her massages.
I pulled some muscles in my lower back lifting, and
after 2 days of complaints, mom convinced me to ask
Trisha for a massage. She immediately agreed, and said
she could see me the next night. I went over and Trisha
spent about an hour working the muscles of my
shoulders, then worked her way down to my lower back.
When she was done, I felt a lot better. She set me up
with an informal "appointment" schedule, and 2 days
later I returned for another massage.
After 2 weeks, I felt a lot better. The last time
Trisha was giving me a massage, when she got to my
lower back, she didn't say anything, she just pushed
the waistband of my jogging shorts down lower and began
working the muscles right at the base of the spine. As
she kneaded the still tender muscles, I realized I was
getting an erection. In seconds, I could feel my penis
pressing against my belly, fully erect.
Suddenly, Trisha said "All done," and stepped back. I
was hoping she would leave, but she stood by my side,
waiting for me to get up. I just lay still, willing it
to go down, but no luck. Trisha asked if something was
wrong, and I mumbled no. She waited patiently for me to
get up, and when I could stall no longer, I turned over
and sat at the end of the bench. She stood next to me,
talking about my next visit.
She finally said "Well, let's go."
I stood up, knowing my penis was still hard, but with
no other alternative. Trisha looked down, said "OH!!"
but she didn't look away. I picked up my shirt and held
it in front of me, embarrassed, but she said, "Don't
worry, it happens sometimes." But, that looks painful,
so you probably need to get it taken care of." She was
smiling mischievously as she said it. I blushed and
left.
When I went over for my next visit, Trisha acted like
nothing had happened, which I was grateful for. I lay
down on her massage table, and she worked on the
muscles of my middle and lower back. As she got to the
bottom of my spine, I felt the same thing happening.
I tried everything, thinking of college, grocery lists,
car parts, car wrecks (see? I told you I tried
everything!). This time, when she was done and I
hesitated to get up, she stood next to me, waiting, and
when I did stand up she openly looked at my crotch,
smiling. Little did I know everything was about to
change in a couple of weeks.
Late fall was coming up, and Carter was getting ready
to leave for a month to go to California for their
semi-annual meeting - the same one my dad used to
cover. He would make the meetings in Seattle, Denver,
San Francisco and Dallas. He probably wouldn't be home
until late October.
Trisha had set my next appointment for Saturday . We
went into the spare bedroom, where she had her massage
table and supplies set up. She got everything ready,
turned the heat up on the warming pot for the oil she
uses, then told me to take off my shirt and lay face
down on the table. I did, and she oiled her hands and
began working on the muscles of my neck and shoulders,
and she began to talk. She told me about meeting
Carter, how they both worked while he went to college,
how they struggled.
She had moved to the middle of my back, and I was
really starting to relax and feel good. She talked
about moving into the neighborhood, about us moving in
and meeting us. She had moved down to my waist and was
working right along the top of my shorts. I was
suddenly focused when I heard her saying "You know,
I've only been with 3 men in my life. Carter was the
first man I was ever with. He was 21 and I was a scared
17 year old." She had been kneading the muscles of my
lower back , and moved to my legs as she continued.
"Shane, a guy we both knew from his college days, was
the second man. That happened when I was 24 and we had
been married for a couple of years. Something just
clicked, and I knew Shane and I were going to hook up
eventually. That happened when Carter was gone for a
while.
"Baby, he was soooo pissed when he found out. But, we
worked things out, and I think he knew then I was just
gonna have to do something from time to time. He
realized I'm married to him, and it only happened a
couple of times. Then when I was 31, I broke down and
found myself in a situation where I met my 3rd man. I
spent some time with Tony, you know... works at the
home improvement center, he was, oh, I don't know,
probably 20 at the time. You all 3 just alike... Dark
curly hair, toned, muscular... Carter kinda knew then I
just couldn't keep my hands off them white boys...."
As she said "boys", she slid her oiled hand up under
the open leg of my shorts and wrapped it around my
throbbing erection. She began sliding her hand slowly
up and down the shaft, then she would circle her
fingers over the head, then jack the foreskin quickly
along the length of my cock. I gasped at the sudden
contact, and Trisha whispered, "It's okay baby, let me
help you. I can take care of all your stress."
Her hand slid along the length of my shaft she kept
going, "Ummm." Then she would slowly rub the length of
my cock, before wrapping her hand around it and giving
it a number of quick full strokes. She stopped, and
returned to massaging my legs.
Then, after a couple of minutes, she slid her hand up
my leg, grasping my cock with her finger tips and
giving me a number of light strokes, then her full hand
encased my shaft as she gave me a couple of quick full
strokes. She sensed when I was getting close, as she
would stop the handjob and return to massaging me,
building the pressure in me. This continued for a
while, her oily hand caressing the length of my stiff
cock, pulling me closer and closer. Finally, In a soft
voice, she said, "Turn over and lift up baby...."
I did as I was told and she pulled my shorts down and
off. Trisha recaptured my upstanding shaft in her hand,
her other hand dropping to cup my full testicles.
"Ooohh Mickie, baby you got a nice big dick. I really
want to help you feel good... You want Trisha to jack
you off, help you cum?" she asked in a low, husky
voice.
All I could do was gasp out, "Oh jeez Trisha! Oh christ
that feels good!" I think every guy has measured their
cock, and I'm no different. I've got 7" and the shaft
measures 6" in diameter.
She continued the pattern she had established, running
her fingers over the head before grasping the shaft and
jerking me with full strokes, then rolling my testicles
around in her warm oiled hand. "Ooh, baby, you got such
a nice cock. So young, and hard and ready..." She began
jacking my shaft in earnest, her eyes glued to the head
of my cock as she worked her hand up and down faster
and faster, her fingers barely encircling my shaft as
she tightly gripped it.
My eyes were about to come out of my head as I stared
at her face, my buttocks clenching and unclenching,
lifting me up off the table as I drew closer and closer
to cumming. Trisha was beginning to breathe deeper, and
she kept moaning in a low voice, "Ummm... Yeahhhh."
My breath was coming in ragged gasps, when suddenly, I
felt that familiar feeling, and I had enough time to
cry out, "Oh god! Oh god! I'm cumming!!"
As my body jerked in uncontrolled ecstasy, she groaned,
"Ohh baby, give it to me... let it go... give it to
Trisha baby."
My first shot exploded out of the head of my cock,
landing between my nipples. She continued to jack me
off as 4 or 5 more large gobbets of semen landed
between my navel and my upright shaft. She smiled at me
as she said, "That's what I like about you young studs.
Always good for lots of cum."
As I settled back on the massage table, she picked up a
warm wet hand towel and cleaned the cum off of my upper
body, slowly and lovingly cleaning my quivering shaft.
"There, now don't you feel a lot better? I can tell
you're relaxed now. You really need to take care of
these pressures you get. Next weekend, you feeling
pressured, you just let me know, OK?"
The following weekend, I could barely wait for my
massage. When I arrived, Trisha brought me to her
massage room, and I peeled off my t-shirt.
Trisha started on my shoulders, and commented that I
didn't seem as tense as the last time. I told her the
massages really helped, that my muscles didn't hurt
like before, and I thought I would be ready to start
back working out in another week or two. As she
massaged my lower back, I felt it again. I guess it was
in anticipation of what awaited me, just for the
asking. Suddenly, Trisha was leaning over, whispering
in my ear. "Mickie, I really think you're still
stressed. You want Trisha to give you some relief
again, don't you?"
"Uh, yeah, it was unbelievable the last time." I said.
I got off the bench, took off my shorts, and sat back
on the edge of the bench.
Trisha gripped my cock and began to slowly slide her
slender fingers along the length of my growing shaft.
She stopped, dipped her fingertips in the warm oil,
then began running her hand along the full length of my
erection. She squatted between my thighs, then regained
her grip as she began pumping my foreskin up and down.
She varied her grip, sometimes a delicate, teasing
touch, then a full fisted grip jacking the foreskin
along the full length, then she would lightly touch me.
Her tightened grip lasted longer and longer, as she
stared at the pisshole in my cockhead, her tongue
lightly touching her lips, her eyes glazed and glued to
my cock. With her other hand, she lightly palmed my
balls, rolling them and pressing them up against the
base of my shaft as she pumped.
Suddenly I cried out, "Fuck, here it comes!!" as my
cumshot fired out of my cockhead. Her strokes sped up
as great gobbets of cum splattered on my chest, finally
shooting 2 last droplets near my navel. Trisha was
panting and squirming as she knelt between my
outstretched thighs.
She slowly got up and got a warm hand towel to clean me
up. As she did, she softly said, "Carter been gone to
damn lonPART 2
Almost 3 weeks have gone by since Trisha gave me my
last handjob. She has only given me a massage once a
week. Carter, her husband won't be back for another 3
weeks. Saturday, I went over for a massage, and
everything went like it has been. I was laying face
down as she worked on my shoulders. Trisha stopped,
said she would be right back, and I could hear her in
the bathroom across from the room I was in, water
running. When she came back, she leaned over me and
whispered in my ear, "Mickie, I've waited long enough."
I slid off the end of the bench, and took off my
shorts. I sat back on the end of the bench, and Trisha
knelt between my thighs. This time, she didn't have any
massage oil in her hands. She gripped my shaft in her
hand and began slowly jacking me off, her other palm
cupping my swollen testicles. She stared at my cock as
she slid her hand along the length.
Suddenly, she said, "Too dry!" And as I stared, her
tongue came out, flattened, and licked all around the
head like she was trying to catch melting ice cream,
before she took the head in her mouth and began slowly
bobbing up and down, her full lips slipping off and
then back over the swollen head. I heard a groan, and a
low, guttural, "Oh shit!" before realizing both had
come from me.
Her hand continued to jack the foreskin along my shaft
as she bobbed over the head of my cock. I could feel
her tongue licking around and around the head, darting
into the piss slit before licking around the head
again. She looked up at me, maintaining eye contact as
she sucked my cock. I could see her lips stretched
around the head as she sucked me. She took more of the
shaft in her mouth, about half, then she went back up,
keeping my cock in her mouth the whole time as her
tongue worked over the head.
This time, she went down the shaft until her lips were
pressed into my pubic hair, then she slowly came up off
the shaft, and looked up at me, her eyes lidded and
heavy. "Cum in my mouth." Then her lips slipped back
over the head of my cock as she continued stroking my
shaft.
Her saliva was sliding down my hard cock, lubricating
her tightly gripping hand. Her head bobbed at a steady
pace, deep-throating me at odd intervals as she sucked
my cock. I could hear and feel my breath coming in
ragged gasps and grunts as I got closer and closer to
cumming. I could hear Trisha making slurping sounds as
she sucked my dick. Suddenly, I felt my testicles pull
up, and I literally cried out, "Oh fuck here it comes!"
Trisha pulled up until just the head was in her mouth,
and I saw her cheeks balloon as my load filled her
mouth. I could see her throat work as she swallowed,
her hand almost a blur as she jacked me off. It felt
like I was never going to stop cumming, and I felt for
a moment like I would pass out. Trisha pulled up, and,
holding my cock right near her lips, she squeezed the
last of my semen out, licking it off of my cockhead.
"Ummmm, so good. Th-ank you baby," she said, as her
tongue came out to lick her full lips. Trisha said,
"Why don't you take a shower, cool off?"
***
Just two days later, Trisha called, and when I
answered, she simply said "You need to come over." I
went next door, and Trisha let me in. She had on a zip
up short sleeve grey terry top, and really short, tight
matching shorts on. As soon as I got inside, and she
had closed the door, she took my hand and led me down
the hall to her bedroom. She turned, and jumped,
wrapping her long legs around my waist.
She aggressively kissed me, pushing her tongue into my
mouth, attacking me, sucking my tongue, then moving
down and biting me on the neck, then kissing me again.
She dropped her legs, stood in front of me and pushed
me to the bed. I just sat and stared, as she pulled the
zipper on her top down and slipped the top off. She was
nude from the waist up. Her breasts were the size of
two cantaloupe halves, capped by big dark pebbled
areolaes the size and color of Oreo cookies. Her
nipples stood up like two raisins.
She smiled at me and said "Got pretty nice titties for
40, don't I? 36C, and they been like this since I was,
oh, I guess about 13. Come here baby, why don't you
suck Trisha's titties, make me hotter?"
She came closer, cupping her tits in her hands,
offering her hard tit caps to my lips. I took one hard
nipple in my mouth, and she hissed "Oooh yeah baby,
suck that titty." She pressed her tit to my mouth, and
I began chewing on her nipple, pulling at it with my
teeth. "Oooh, suck it, suck it hard baby. Here, don't
ignore the other one."
I switched to her other nipple, suckling and licking
her titty as she moaned. She slid her hand down and
cupped my crotch. She grasped my wrist, and pulled my
hand to her groin, in a low voice saying "Umm, feel how
hot I am? You got my pussy so hot."
I could feel the heat pouring off of her through her
tight shorts. She stepped back, turned around and
peeled her shorts down, bending at the waist to push
them to her feet. She was nude under the shorts. She
stayed like that for a minute, looking back at me and
smiling, before stepping out of them.
I gazed up her long thighs, taking in her taut butt
cheeks. I could see the muscles in her thighs stand out
as she stayed bent over for a moment. She turned and
faced me, her hands behind her head, modeling for me.
The pose pulled her titties up, and thrust them out.
Her pubic hair was trimmed short, but she wasn't
shaved. I could smell the lust pouring off of her.
Trisha slid up on the bed next to me, her eyes
smoldering.
She bent her legs at the knees, grasped her ankles, and
pulled her thighs back against her chest, her feet
touching her buttocks. Her pussy was laid open for me.
I could see her bright pink interior, her clitoris
standing up hard, the tip sticking out from the hood.
It was the size of an eraser, and I leaned over and
swiped my tongue along her slit, from her asshole up to
her clitoris.
She cried out, and I slid down and cupped her muscular
asscheeks in my hands, then began licking along her
lips, dipping into her juicy pussy, then back along her
lips again. I would occasionally slip up and lick her
clitoris, then back to eating her pussy. I would drop
down and tickle her asshole, then back to her pussy.
She was hunching up off of the bed, her breath rasping
as I moved up and concentrated on flicking her clitoris
with my tongue as I slipped a finger in her pussy,
marvelling at how snug she was, and how her pussy
seemed to suck my finger in, and began pumping it in
and out of her with quick strokes. In a low, husky
voice, Trisha cried, "Oooh, yeah, eat it. Eat that
pussy."
I made long slow licks, flattening my tongue, from her
tightly puckered asshole to her clit, back to her
asshole and up to her clit, back and forth. I suddenly
realized that Trisha got nasty when she was horny. She
began a low, hissing/moaning litany of, "Yeah, eat it!
Oooh you sweet pussy licker! Ooh Mickie, eat that
pussy! Lick it, yeah, like that! Oh yeah, get that
clitty! Yeah, oh yeah get in there and eat it! Ooh
Mickie, eat that pussy!"
I caught her clit in my mouth and sucked it, burying my
finger inside of her up to my palm and flicking it like
I was motioning to her to come here, as she cried out
"OOOH SHIT, I'm cumming, I'm cumming Oh goddamn don't
stop eating my pussy!"
Trisha clamped her thighs tightly against my head,
locking me against her crotch as she went crazy,
yelling obscenities, grabbing my head and hunching
against my face, grinding her pussy against me as her
cum started. "Awww yeah, eat it, eat that motherfucker,
eat it, oh yeah eat it, eat that coochie, Oooh you
pussy eating motherfucker I'm cumming, Oooh shit baby
it's good," then, only seconds later, "Oh God, here
comes another one, I'm cumming off again, aw shit, aw
yeah baby eat it, eat that coochie oooh goddamn you eat
my pussy..." just babbling on and on. She finally
unlocked her thighs, letting them drop to the bed. I
just laid my head on her stomach, feeling her body
tremble, her abdomen rising and falling quickly, then
slowly coming down, until she finally seemed to be
breathing normal.
"Mickie, where the hell did you learn to eat a pussy
like that? I've never cum like that, baby. You can come
over anytime if you just promise to make me feel like
that!!" I blushed and just smiled. "That was good, but
you aren't stopping now."
She pulled her thighs back, opening her pussy up to my
gaze, and pointed with one finger at her hot pink
opening. "I want you to put that big dick right here,
baby... Get on me, and do it... stick me with your
dick, Mickie."
I moved over her, and she grasped my shaft, lining the
head up with her opening. She gazed up at me as she put
her hands on my hips and pulled me in, her feet near my
ears, until my balls slapped wetly against her
buttocks. We both groaned, as she wrapped her arms
around my neck, pulling me down on top of her, her
thighs still hooked over my biceps. Her pussy was
completely open to me, and I cupped her hard butt
cheeks in my hands as I began pumping in and out,
giving her full length strokes.
I could feel her pussy clamp down, and suck me in as we
fucked. Her pussy made squishing sounds as I filled and
emptied her pussy. She pulled my mouth to hers, sucking
my tongue into her mouth as she clenched her butt and
thighs, rocking up and down on the bed, as we fucked in
a slow steady motion. She laid her head back, her eyes
wide open, her hands gripping my sides. Her elbows were
pressed against her, pushing her titties together.
I leaned down and sucked one big hard chocolate nipple
into my mouth as I picked up the pace, staying buried
in her as I used deeper shorter strokes. I could feel
the head bumping her womb as I hit bottom on the in
stroke, our crotches lewdly making smacking, sucking
sounds from our combined juices. "Oh god Mickie, give
it to me baby. Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Come on! Give me
that dick! Fuck me harder, harder! Oooh, fuck! Fuck it
gooooood!" she moaned out as we both picked up the
pace. Suddenly, she cried out, "Shit, it's here baby...
Momma cumming on that dick, give it to me...Fuck my
pussy, fuck me, tear that motherfucker up."
I held my cock deep in her, hunching against her,
bumping against the deepest parts of her pussy with my
cockhead as she came. She kept her legs up high, her
thighs pressed against my sides, as we fucked. I began
giving her longer strokes again, bouncing her ass off
the bed as our crotches collided, her pussy sucking and
grasping at my cock. I moved up a little higher, and
began fucking her faster, my cock scraping her clitoris
as I rode her pussy with hard deep strokes.
In a moment she cried out she was cumming again. I
moved back down where I could completely fill her pussy
as we picked up the pace. I could feel it coming, and I
wanted to warn her. "Trisha, Trisha, I'm so close..."
"I don't care, don't stop now, give it to me, give me
that stuff...Cum in my pussy baby, give Trisha that
nut..." I began fucking her as fast as I could as she
rocked into me, taking my strokes, keeping up with me,
whimpering and grunting as we smacked against each
other. I felt it starting, and I buried my cock in her,
feeling the head hit her womb as I emptied my cum in
her. Trisha cried out "I can feel it, I feel it baby,
give it to me...ahhhh shit yeah give it to me."
I couldn't move, so I just collapsed on top of her, as
her thighs slid down to the soaked sheets. We just laid
there, as my penis slowly softened and slid out of her.
I finally rolled over next to her, and watched as she
went and got towels and said "Let's go wash up. I can't
send you back to your momma smelling like a fresh
fucked stallion. Come on lazybones, let's go shower.
I'll even wash that sweet meat for you." We went in and
took a shower together, then Trisha stripped the bed
and put clean sheets on. We fell on the bed, still
exhausted, and, in seconds, I was asleep.
I awoke to Trisha saying "Hey, wake up. Are you
hungry?" She was sitting next to my head in a short,
sheer robe that was open, revealing her luscious body.
I looked over at the clock on the nightstand, 9:00 a.m.
I had slept the night. "Yeah, I am." "Me too" she said,
then moved over on top of me, lining her thighs up with
my sides, pressing her pussy to my face as she took my
cock in her mouth.
I reached up and cupped her buttocks in my hands,
pulling her pussy to my face as she sucked my cock. I
could feel her lips touching my balls on each down-
stroke. She was deep-throating me, going all the way to
the head, then taking my cock in her throat as I ate
her pussy, licking her and fucking my tongue in and out
of her hole. She was dripping juice down on my face, as
she ground her crotch on my face, her mouth moving
faster and faster on my cock. I flicked her asshole
with my tongue, then gently touched it with my
fingertip.
"Go ahead, put it in my ass." Then, she went back to
sucking me. I pressed my index finger to her puckered
asshole, and it slipped in. I licked and sucked her
clitoris as I pressed more of my finger up her ass,
until my palm was against her ass-crack, and my finger
was buried in her.
I began slipping it in and out, finger-fucking her
asshole as I sucked her clitoris. She grunted, began
scrubbing and grinding her pussy against my face as she
speeded up her sucking. She was grunting and shaking,
then she went all the way down on my cock and stayed
there, just bobbing up and down maybe an inch, my cock
buried in her throat, and I knew she was cumming. Just
as she seemed to peak, I felt my balls tighten, and I
thrust up from the bed, burying my cock in her throat
as I began shooting. I heard her gag for a second, and
I could feel her throat muscles massaging me as she
swallowed, somehow keeping up with my cum-shot. Trisha
collapsed on top of me, and we both laid there for a
little bit until our breathing had returned to normal.
When we had both calmed down, she rolled off of me and
said "Now, let's go eat some real breakfast. I'll make
us omelets and OJ, ok?". We went into the kitchen nude,
and she made breakfast. We sat and ate like nothing had
happened, and it was perfectly normal for 2 people to
eat in the nude. After Trisha had put the dishes in the
dishwasher, she said "I'm ready, you want to go back to
bed?" I said sure, and we headed back down the hall.
This woman is insatiable!!!
We went back to the bedroom, and Trisha stood in front
of me, her back to me. She said "Honest - do I have a
nice ass?" as she lifted her gown. She clenched and
unclenched her buttocks, then shook them. They are so
taut and muscular, there wasn't really any jiggle to
them. I said "Um, yeah. It looks great to me." She said
"Carter says it's too small, he wants it bigger.
Course, that don't stop him from fucking it." She
turned, laid on the bed between my thighs and took my
dick in her mouth again, licking and sucking me, gently
jacking my foreskin until I was hard.
She looked up at me and asked, "You ever tried anal?"
I could feel my mouth go dry as I told her no.
Trisha said, "Well, I need it regularly. I need it now.
Guess I'll bust your cherry." Trisha opened her
nightstand, and got out a tube of KY. She took my shaft
in her hand, and squirted some on it, rubbing it along
the length to lubricate me. She rolled over on her
back, and said "Get on top of me, but you got to take
it slow. I need time to get used to a big dick, and you
definitely got that. Hold out your hand."
I did, and she squirted some on my fingertips. "Rub
this around my butthole, then slip your finger in and
lube me so you can get that big piece of meat in me." I
worked my forefinger into her butthole, then slid it in
and out, adding my index finger when she told me to. I
slid over her, and she again pulled her thighs up along
my sides. She reached down and took my shaft in her
hand. She lined it up with her butthole, then said "Ok,
give it to me slow."
I pressed forward as she guided me, and felt the head
slip in. "Wait, wait, let it sit there." I did, then
she put her hands on my hips and pulled me forward a
little. "Oh shit, wait, wait, like fucking a coke
bottle." Then, she pulled me forward a little more. I
had about half my length up her ass, and she was
breathing deeply, then she pulled me the rest of the
way in with one stroke. My balls slapped against her
upturned buttocks.
"Oh yeah, full of dick. Just stay there."
I did, and I could feel her rectum squeezing and
massaging my cock. It was exquisite! She pressed back
against my hips with her hands, and I withdrew. When
just the head was still inside her, she pulled me
forward again until my balls again pressed against her
ass. She gave a low gutteral groan, then pushed me away
again, then pulled me to her.
I began stroking her ass slowly, pulling almost all the
way out, then back in all the way. Trisha was gasping
and licking her lips, her eyes closed. I could tell
already, from the tightness of her butt, that I
wouldn't be able to keep this up. Trisha looked up and
said "Don't cum yet. If you want to, stop and wait. I
ain't had my ass fucked good in a while, and I want it
to last." I stopped pumping for a little bit while I
was in her ass. Suddenly, she said "Wait, let me turn
over."
She got on her knees, then laid out flat on the bed,
her hands under her face, her ass up in the air. She
had her legs spread about a foot and a half apart, and
I could see her little butt-hole in the cleft between
her cheeks. Trisha looked back at me and said "Put it
in me. Fuck my ass off." I lined my cock up with her
asshole, and felt her suck me in as I watched my cock
disappear into her. I stopped when my balls slapped her
upturned pussy.
I gripped her by the hips, and began thrusting in and
out, watching my cock appear and disappear. I could see
her asshole pooching out as I withdrew, then turn in as
I fucked her butt. I began fucking her faster as she
grunted and moaned out "Yeah, fuck it, fuck me, fuck
that ass, fuck me, come on, give it to me, fuck my
ass." Trisha moved the pillows under her, then slid
down until she was laying over the pillows, her ass up
in the air. I laid out on top of her, and slid my hands
under her. I gripped her shoulders, and held her as we
fucked. I felt her asshole squeezing me, and I slid my
hands down and took her nipples between my fingers.
I squeezed and massaged her titties as I pumped in and
out of her welcoming butt-hole. I felt the urge to
come, and I stopped, my cock buried completely inside
her. After the urge went away, I pulled back and began
fucking her with a little faster pace. Trisha looked up
and said, "Unghhh, Mickie you are fucking my ass good
baby. Give it to me, come on, fuck that ass. Fuck it,
fuck me harder, fuck my ass!"
I started fucking her faster, feeling her ass suck at
my cock, coaxing me, and in minutes, I could feel it. I
looked down at her with a look of wonder and said "Oh
god Trisha, I want to cum, I want to cum so bad." She
said "Give it to me, baby cum in me Mickie."
I began fucking her asshole as fast as I could, and as
I felt my first blast coming on, I stopped stroking, my
balls resting against her taut quivering ass-cheeks as
I filled her with my seed.
We got out of bed, finally, and showered again before I
went home just before dinner. When I walked in, mom
turned and looked at me, gave me a knowing smile, and
shook her head. "What?" I asked. "You KNOW what, Mick.
I know you're hungry" she said. "I made ribeyes and
baked potatoes. There's steamed veggies, and I made the
crescents you like."
"You aren't going to get on me?"
"No, I never have. You're a big boy, and I trust you to
know what you're doing. Let's eat."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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