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Me and the Canadian MILF, Part 2 (true story)
Needless to say, after just having a wild fuck with a gorgeous MILF from Ontario, I was a bit preoccupied at work. I replayed what has transpired over and over in my head, glad that my loose fitting pants were able to hide my hard on. The memory of her feel, her voice and her scent remained vivid in my mind. Luckily my job at the time didn't require much thought, so I was able to daydream my way through the shift.
At the very least, it helped to pass the time. Sooner than I expected, my work was done and I was out the door in a flash.
I couldn't wait to get my hands on D.J. again. I hurried up to my room to get cleaned and emerged from my building to find her waiting for me, leaning up against her car. While still wearing the same outfit from before, she had taken some time to clean up, since there were no traces of the cum I had sprayed on her chest and in her hair only a few hours earlier. She smiled when I came out, looking beautiful.
As I approached, D.J. tossed me the keys and told me to drive.
She figured it would be better that way, since I knew my way around. Little did I know that she had an ulterior motive.
After taking the passenger door for her like the gentleman I am, I settled in behind the wheel of D.J.'s coupe drove off. When I asked her if she had decided what she wanted to do, she said first she wanted go to a liquor store. Apparently liquor is heavily taxed in Canada and she wanted to get some bottles cheap to stash in her bags while she was south of the border. It was still early in the evening, so I headed toward the biggest liquor store I knew. As we drove down the main strip of the city, D.J. and I talked like long lovers.
You would never have known that we had only really met that day. She rested her hand on my leg as I stroked hers, marveling at the smoothness of her skin. As I slid my hand up and down D.J.'s thigh, I was a bit surprised to find she had left her panties elsewhere. Surprised, yet still pleased.
I wanted to tease her a little, but there was no room for me to get a proper angle while trying to maneuver through traffic.
I'm not sure if she was following my lead, or if it was her intention all along, but D.J. decided that she would do the job for me. Slouching down a little in her seat, she hiked up her skirt to expose her swollen, glistening pussy.
I had never been more acutely aware of the traffic around me than I was at this moment. Not that I minded anyone seeing this hot woman diddling herself next to me, but the last thing I needed was for a city cop to pull up along side. D.J., though, was oblivious. She finger fucked herself as if she were in the privacy of her own bedroom, dipping a finger or two inside and using the juices to wet her clit as she rubbed it. Clearly the situation stimulated her as much as it did me. Her pussy dripped while my cock strained against my pants. It wasn't long before short, choppy breaths announced her impending orgasm. When she came, she scrunched up her face with the effort of trying not to thrash her head and scream, which would give her away. All I could do is grin as she sat there, smiling back, trying to catch her breath.
D.J.'s orgasm has come none to soon as shortly after she rearranged her skirt, we pulled into the parking lot of the store. Before I could say or do anything more than turn off the car, she leaned over and planted her lips firmly on mine, all the while fumbling with my belt and pants. We continued to kiss passionately as she reached into pants and extracted my hard cock. I moaned as she bent down and took is in her mouth, her blond head bobbing slowly with each stroke. At this point, I was content to just sit back and let D.J.'s talented mouth coax a nice load of out me, but she had other plans. After only a couple of minutes, she popped my cock out of her mouth, stuffed it back in my pants and zipped me up. She was being a tease, but I loved every second of it. She hopped out of the car, leaving me to gather myself, and make sure it wasn't too obvious that I was sporting a massive erection.
After picking up some Wild Turkey and, of all things, Root Beer Schnapps, D.J. and I headed back to the hotel. As much as I wanted to get my hands on her naked body again, I had promised D.J. a night out, so I behaved myself as she got ready to go.
My jaw dropped when she was done. Tight black pants accentuated her firm legs and ass perfectly. Her matching black boots gave her another three inches in height. A black v-neck sweater clung to her breasts, revealing cleavage that I couldn't help but to flash back to seeing my cock sliding in and out of. She looked amazing. I would be proud to have this hot thirty-something on my arm tonight. Having finally met D.J. in person, one of the things that attracted me to her (aside from her fabulous tits) was that she was so down to earth. She had decided that she simply wanted to go to a nice bar and share conversation over a few beers. Over the next couple of hours we talked about my schoolwork, her career, any and everything that came to mind. Despite, or maybe because of, the fact that we knew we were going to be fucking each other senseless later on, our conversation steered clear of the erotic. It was the type of talk you'd expect on any first date. It was the looks and small touches that gave away the lust we had for each other.
After we couldn't stand the waiting anymore, D.J and I left the bar and made haste back to the hotel. Once inside, I threw her down on the bed, letting her know what type of fucking she was in for. She gave me a seductive look as I climbed on top of her, and began to kiss her passionately. She shared my enthusiasm as we were both soon panting for air. Taking advantage of my breathless state, D.J. pushed me off of her and sprang from the bed. When I opened my mouth to protest, she cut me off, ordering me to undress. I judged from the look in her eye that it would be good for me to comply. I hastily disrobed while D.J. messed around with the clock radio.
Soon she found a suitable tune, something catchy with a hip-hop beat. Taking me by the hand, she sat me down on the edge of the bed, took a couple steps away and turned her back.
She started to sway that tantalizing ass to the music, hypnotizing me with the perfect mounds. She then proceeded to give me an enthusiastic strip tease. What D.J. may have lacked in professional skill, she made up for with desire. She rubbed and ground every part of her body against nearly every part of mind. She faced away from me when she took off her pants, being over deep to show off the lacy black thong splitting her ass cheeks. After stepping out of the pants, D.J. straddled me, rubbing her panty clad pussy up and down on my cock while burying my face in her tits. It was such an amazing, sexy feeling. After several minutes of dancing and wriggling, D.J. was finally swaying naked in front of me. I went to reach for her, but she pushed me back on the bed. By now, I knew what was coming so I just laid back and closed my eyes as I felt her warm, wet mouth engulf my cock.
After a few minutes of D.J.'s superb cock sucking, I felt her mouth slide off of my dick. When I opened my eyes, I saw her climbing on the bed, getting ready to straddle my head. She settled in a position with her dripping pussy directly over my mouth. I eagerly went to work.
Craning my neck to reach, I attacked D.J.'s sopping hole with more fervor than I had before. I wanted tonight to be on that she would never forget. As I licked and sucked on her sweet pussy, D.J. leaned back down and once again took my stiff cock in her mouth. She attacked it with energy to match my own, so I took a firm grasp on her ass cheeks and doubled my efforts. I was determined to win this contest of oral skill. D.J. humped and wiggled her ass, as if to try to get her clit away from the tongue lashing I was giving it. But I held firm, keeping contact with her button to pleasure her as best I could. She kept up well for awhile, her mouth making long, powerful strokes up and down my cock. But soon she was more often just pumping it with her fist while moaning in response the the attention I was giving her. She buried her face in my crotch when she came, gripping my cock tightly and ticking my balls with her spasming breath. Then, she abruptly swung off of me, releasing my cock. Maybe she couldn't take it anymore, maybe she wanted my stiff dick elsewhere.
I think it was the latter.
I have to admit, I love to be ridden. I love to watch a woman fuck herself on my big cock while her tits bounce around right in front of my face. That's exactly what D.J.
did. Swinging herself around, she positioned her pussy right above my cock. Taking it in her hand to guide it in, she showed no hesitation in sitting down on it. She plopped herself down with a moan, taking the whole thing in. We both remained still for a few moments, savoring the feel of all ten inches of my cock being buried deep inside her all at once. Then, slowly, D.J. began to rock. Sitting up with her hand on my chest, she ground her crotch into mine. The feeling of her pussy sliding around my cock was amazing. After readjusting to the size, D.J. began to fuck herself faster, using my cock as a tool for her pleasure. I was more than content to be used while I watched her tits jiggle and bounce as she rode me. After a while, D.J. leaned forward to put her hands on the headboard, leaving those magnificent melons withing tongue's reach. I didn't hesitate to put my hands, and mouth, all over them. I lost myself in the feeling of her silky pussy sliding up and down my cock and her stiff nipples in my mouth. I could hardly believe it was happening.
I was getting the fuck of my young lifetime from a gorgeous strawberry blond nearly ten years my senior. I could have died a happy man. Soon, D.J. picked up her pace and the sounds of her breathing announced she was about to cum. As the tell-tale quivers of orgasm began, I clutched D.J.'s ass and thrust my cock up into hard hard and fast. That sent her over the edge. She bucked and screamed like I had yet to see from her as the orgasm coursed through her body. I abandoned all attempts to keep a mouth on her tits as I watched the beauty of a woman cumming. When it was over, she collapsed on my chest, breathing hard.
I smoothed D.J's red-gold locks as she buried her face in my neck, panting for breath. Looking around the room, I saw something interesting. "You know what I really wanna do?" I asked. "What?" she replied, sitting up and flipping her hair out of her face. "I want to bend you over that table and fuck you from behind, "
I said with a smile. Her gaze followed mine to the small table standing in the corner. "Well, why don't you?"
she said, returning my smile. "Because you're still on top of me, " was all I said.
That was all the motivation D.J. needed to hop off of me and head over to the corner. It was the perfect height, as the table top was just level with her waist. We cleared off the odds and ends and D.J. bent over seductively and wiggled her ass. I almost covered it in cum at that moment. Instead, it was able to compose myself as I took my cock in hand, and guided it to the entrance of her dripping hole. Having already been well fucked and cum several times, D.J.'s pussy accepted my cock with ease, big and hard as it was. I didn't bother to tease her with it, as she didn't seem to be in that type of mood. Instead, I pushed myself in deep until my abs touched her ass, and began long, steady strokes in and out of that steaming cunt. Back and forth I went, making sure D.J. felt every inch of throbbing cock I had to offer her. I pulled out until I felt her pussy lips clinging to the head of my cock, then I would push back in until I felt her wetness dripping on my balls. Most of the time I would thrust nice and steady, but occasionally I pushed it in hard and fast, slamming my cock into her. The moans that escaped her lips on those occasions only encouraged me to do it more. So did the moans when I slapped her ass. It wasn't long before there was a decent sized red spot on each ass cheek where I had spanked her at her urging. With all of the excitement, I couldn't help but to pick up my pace and soon I was fucking D.J. as hard and as fast as I could. Her torso lay flat on the table top as she clutched the far side.
I took hold of her waist and watched her perfect ass jiggle as I fucked her like a man possessed. It was a miracle we didn't knock the table clean over. It was soon apparent that she was going to cum again. I picked up the pace even more. "Jesus, "
D.J. managed to gasp between moans, "When I say I want to be fucked, this is what I mean." Acknowledgement that I had satisfied her only made me want to please D.J.
even more, I didn't have to worry about that, though.
Not a minute after those words escaped her lips, a massive orgasm took hold of her. Every part of her body was shaking.
Her legs buckled with my cock buried deep inside her, so I had to catch her before we both crashed to the floor. "Come on, " I said, "Let's lay down before you fall down."
Taking her by the hand, I led D.J., knock-kneed and wobbly, back to the bed. I laid her down gently, and kissed her soft lips as I prepared to enter her yet again. She had the same spaced-out look that I remembered from earlier in the afternoon, and her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath. This time, I entered her slowly, and was able to keep the pace.
Though obviously enjoying herself, D.J. was spent. Unable to fuck me with the vigor she had before, she instead settled for telling me how good my cock felt inside her and how she had never been fucked like that in her life. Even at this slow pace, after having watched her in the throes of orgasm and with her whispering in my ear, it was only a few minutes before I felt the cum rising up from my balls. D.J. must have felt my cock throbbing, because he encouraged me to let it out. With a masculine groan, I released all the pressure that had built up over the last ninety minutes. I pumped spurt after spurt of cum into D.J.'s waiting pussy as I pushed my cock as deep as it could possibly go. After what seemed like a dozen spurts, I collapsed on top of her.
After I finally caught my own breath, I rolled over and laid along side D.J. She immediately rolled herself, laying her head on my shoulder. We stayed in that embrace for some time, just talking, until we drifted off to sleep. When morning came, D.J. said she wanted to get an early start in order to make her destination on time. No time for another fuck, be we showered and dressed together. When we pulled up in front of my dorm, we said our goodbyes and shared another kiss. I watched her drive off before heading up to my room for some much needed rest. I certainly had a story to tell my golf buddies when they asked where I had been all weekend.