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I had to wonder what my delectable MILF was going to do later when her ass was being penetrated while her cunt was getting fucked. As I slipped the head of my cock past Kelly's cunt lips and buried my shaft into her, I couldn't help but reflect on how we had gotten to this point.

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I put the piece of paper back in my pocket and drove home. A late night and a very early class made me go through the day in a zombie-like daze. After classes, I went back home, did some homework and passed out.

The next morning I woke up feeling refreshed. Saturday mornings are typically laundry days for me. I don't have much so it's fairly quick. As part of that, I empty the pockets of my jeans and found the slip of paper again. Oh yeah, I thought, reaching for my phone, Kelly. I was typing a text when I stopped. Kelly? I looked at the slip again. Yep, her name was Kelly. Jordin's last name was Kelly. They shared a name. Jordin had wondered about the odds of her picking the one friend of Brian's who would actually be able to figure out who she was. Given the fact that Brian and I had been emailing and texting back and forth for a while, it wasn't that surprising that my name was at the top of his recents. Those odds frankly paled compared to a woman who I randomly met at the library while I was watching Jordin Kelly's video also being named Kelly. I was stunned that I hadn't noticed it Thursday night, well, Friday morning.

It, honestly, gave me pause. Was this a karmic warning about fucking another man's wife and my best friend's mother to boot? Or was it a cosmic blessing saying basically, "What you're doing to ease this woman's loneliness is so right that here's a little token of our approval"? I didn't know, but I figured that if it was the warning choice, then my text to Kelly would go unanswered. I quickly typed out, "This is Matt from the library Thursday. What are we doing tonight?" and hit send before I could chicken out.

I went to take care of my laundry, and had actually just stood up to take the hamper down to my building's laundry room when my phone chimed, telling me that I had a reply. I looked at the clock on the phone to check the time and wondered if she'd been sitting on her phone waiting for me to text. I opened her reply to read, "pick me up a 8. Going 2 a movie." along with an address not far away from me.

The rest of the day was an exercise in anticipation. I ate a light, late lunch and took a shower. Getting dressed I remembered the double look that she'd given my crotch and chose a comfortable pair of khakis and, remembering how her eyes went wide, no underwear. If I was wrong about how she wanted tonight to go, she would never know, but if I was right, having less material in the way was always a good thing.

I arrived at her address at seven fifty-eight and knocked on her door. She opened it and stood there in a button down sundress with narrow straps, sporting a floral pattern on a white background and low heels. She was almost tiny compared to my six foot one height at around five foot three or four or so. Her body was stunning though with perfectly formed hips and ass and what appeared to be B-cup tits above a narrow waist. The only thing really out of place was the large handbag that nearly dragged the ground. I held my arm out for her after she'd locked her door. She took it and I said, "And where are we headed, exactly?"

"Downtown," she said in a bright voice, "we're going to see possibly the worst movie ever made."

At the car now, I held the door for her, "Sounds delightful. Can I ask why you're subjecting us to this torture, or you just a masochist?"

"Because nobody in their right mind would sit through two and a half hours of shit for entertainment."

"Except us."

"Yep," she confirmed, "except us."

"Okay." I decided to change the subject while we drove, "So, I'm studying civil engineering, how about you?"

"Computer science," she said brightly, confirming my sense of her nerd vibe. "I'll write the programs you'll use to design your roads and bridges."

"We'll have to make sure we stay in touch," I said.

Her hand reached over and squeezed my leg close enough to my dick to make it take notice, "I don't think that will be a problem."

She didn't move her hand so I took a moment to look at her. She was watching me closely. I took a chance and moved her hand to my cock. "So what's the movie we're going to see?"

Her hand squeezed my cock through my khakis, "It's called 'Down and Dark'. Eight guys get trapped in a coal mine when it collapses and then the next two hours is about them trying to get out. Spoiler - everyone dies."

My cock was swelling by the moment, "Sounds enchanting and uplifting. It's a wonder more people haven't seen it." Okay, now things were getting uncomfortable. "That feels really, um, good, but if you don't stop, things are going to get very, very messy."

She gave me another little squeeze and then, with a smug little smile, relented, returning to her side of the vehicle. It was just as well because we were getting close to our destination and I was starting to look for parking. I was going to need a moment to calm down before I tried to walk her anywhere in public. And then she ruined that possibility by opening her mouth.

"I have a little confession to make," she began. "I have been thinking about your cock since Thursday night. I mean, the tent you're pitching right now is stunning but the one you were pitching in denim was a whole 'nother ball game! Denim just doesn't give that easily. Then I had to wonder what set you off. I don't think you noticed me until I shushed you, so I'm pretty sure it was something on your phone. I'd like to see whatever that was, but it doesn't matter really. Just know this," she leaned over and put her lips right next to my ear, "I'm gonna drain your balls."

Not helping to calm me down, I thought as I finished parking. Once the car was no longer moving my right hand reached out for the back of her neck and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. My left hand found her left tit and found it to be a perfect fit. I squeezed it gently and felt her nipple poking against my palm through the material of her dress. "Be careful what you wish for," I said.

"Oh, I think I can handle you," she said with confidence.

"I've heard that before," I said, climbing out of the car and trotting around the car to open her door. I took her offered hand and helped her out of the car, "When I cum, it's a lot. Fair warning."

"And I've heard that before. Something else you should know about me," she said as we walked to the movie theater down the block, "I might be a little bit of a slut. Not in a gang-bang and cover me in cum kind of way, mind you, but I'm game for pretty much anything I think will feel good."

"Is this your typical first date," I asked, sort of wondering what I'd gotten into.

"Not at all," she said as we approached the booth and threw away forty bucks to two pieces of paper that allowed us to see possibly the worst movie ever filmed. We bypassed the snacks and went to the ticket taker.

She smiled and said to Kelly, "Cute." To me she said with a wink, "Enjoy the movie. You two are going to have the auditorium to yourselves."

As we walked to our theater she said, "That was Cassie; she's my roommate. I work here as well. I was last night, which is why I wasn't available. This theater has four screens and the owner tries to cater to everybody to try to stay afloat. Two screens are for blockbusters and two for what you'd call art films, I guess. Problem is, the owner thinks there's more demand for art films than there is and he has, basically, zero taste, which is how you get a disaster like we're about to sit through." She looked around ruefully, "I don't know how much longer this place will be here."

We entered the smaller theater and walked to the middle of the back row and sat down, "So, first dates?"

"Right," she said getting back on track, "They're usually pretty typical. Dinner, a walk, a peck when I'm brought home if I like the guy. Things progress so that on the third, or fourth date there will be some nudity involved if not actual sex. Once that line is crossed, though, all bets are off.

"With you, on the other hand, there really wasn't any question, in my mind anyway, of what I wanted with you, so I've decided to just lean into it." Her hand reached over and once again squeezed my cock through my pants. "I am curious about what it was on your phone that got you that excited, can I see?"

I hadn't forgotten that she had asked the same question before. I thought my ignoring it would have been enough, but here it was again. I'm pretty sure Jordin would be pissed but, who knew where this would lead with Kelly. It had been a while since I'd been with a free spirit as comfortable in her own skin and who she was as Kelly was. What the hell, I thought with a shrug, called up the video on my phone and handed it to her.

She watched it to the end and I noticed that her legs, which had been crossed, were now uncrossed and spread open a bit. "Wow," she said, handing me back the phone, "I can see why you reacted the way you did." Her hand closed around my cock again and I closed my eyes, enjoying it. "So you figured out who it was? That was the 'fuck me Friday' comment?" I nodded in agreement. Behind my eyelids, I sensed that the lights went out and the movie started. It's so bad that there's not even any coming attractions, I mused. I felt air on my dick as she pulled my zipper down and pulled me out, "You're going need to keep your eyes open while I blow you so you can tell me if anyone comes in the doors, left or right. So, who was she?"

Now she was stroking me and I was watching the movie which really sucked - I mean, yeah you want a realistic atmosphere, but there's not a lot of light in a collapsed mine and, apparently the director saw no reason to add any to tell the story. I quickly lost the thread and concentrated on what Kelly was doing to my cock. Answering her question directly I said simply, "Best friend's mother."

"Mmm, MILF action," Kelly said, kissing and licking my tip C'mon baby, "did you fuck her?"

"Mmm hmm," I moaned as her lips slid down my length. "Fucked her like I've wanted to since the day I met her. And then I fucked her again, And then again in the shower. I would have fucked her again, but she didn't want her neighbors seeing me leave the next morning so she gave me the boot." Light to my left as a door opened. I tapped her between the shoulder blades and said, "Hey."

She sat up quickly and I pulled my shirt out of my pants and covered my dick, "So not a one and done kind of guy. I like that." She looked to the left and reached under my shirt to start stroking me again, "That's just Cassie. The theater has the ushers do rounds to prevent what we're doing. Especially the art show auditoriums. We cover for each other if one of us brings a guy. To be fair, she brings guys all the time. You're actually my first in over a year." She returned to sucking me off, but not before asking, "You going to fuck her again?"

"Anytime she wants me to. Just like you." She wasn't wearing a very tight sundress so I thought I'd see if I could grab a handful of tit. To my surprise, my hand found her neckline easily and it closed around bare skin. I pinched her nipple between two fingers and gave it a little twist. She moaned with my cock buried in her mouth and I felt myself slip into her throat. I kept twisting her nipple and I kept going further down her throat. And her moans were absolutely driving me crazy. My hips started thrusting into her mouth and I could feel my balls tighten up. "Okay," I said, recognizing the symptoms, "I'm going to cum. If you don't stay where you are and take it, they're going to have to replace that seat in front of us and you're going to have to throw away that dress. Are you ready?"

She never stopped bobbing her head and hummed, "Mmm hmmm," around my cock. I thrust into her throat and started pumping my cum. She backed off so that she could breathe while I filled her oral cavity over and over. But she kept her lips sealed around me so I don't think she spilled a single drop. I couldn't really tell because the fucking movie was so dark that the only way I knew where her head was my hand tangled in her hair. She closed her fist around my shaft, milking me while her mouth sucked on my shaft, while my balls emptied themselves. I kept my noises to grunts as opposed to the outcries that I wanted to make. I squeezed her tit with the hand that wasn't holding her head. God, I couldn't wait to fuck this woman! Finally, my flow began to slow and my cock began to soften to the point that she was able to release me and sit up, "Damn," she said to the darkness, "I don't need dinner anymore." She started laughing and I couldn't help but join her. "Oh my God," she said, "it was so much."

I managed to get my cock put away before a light showed to our right and an usher - not Cassie - stuck his head into the theater to find out why we were laughing at a movie where eight guys die in a hole in the ground. I turned to her and whispered in her ear, "Let's go back to my place so I can fuck you the way I want to."

"Isn't it more exciting knowing that you could get caught," she asked innocently. Then she jerked my arm, "I'm just fuckin' with ya, let's go!"

As we left the theater I stopped and checked the front of my pants, which were clean. Good job Kelly. We walked back to my car with her arm hooked through mine, talking about what we'd just done, laughing some more about how much cum she'd just swallowed, me suggesting how much she was going to in a bit. In the car I grabbed her and kissed her again passionately, which I think surprised her a bit. My hand slipped down her dress and grabbed a tit again. I started working her buttons, getting them opened halfway down her body. "I have got to see these titties," I said, pushing her sundress open.

But she pushed me off, "And you are going to, but not here. Take me to your place Mathew." She made no effort to redo her buttons, undoing more, in fact down to her navel. The midline of her torso was exposed and I had a view of the inside of her right tit with the little underside crease, but no nipple, dammit! "Let me see that video again," she said, undoing more buttons, starting at the hem of the dress and working up. By the time I had the video called up and hit play, her legs were exposed. I handed her the phone and pulled out of the parking spot. I really needed to get this woman in my bed. Her hand disappeared under her dress as she watched the video, "God, she's gorgeous, I can see why you wanted to fuck her. Fuck, I want to fuck her."

That got my attention, "You do?"

"Absolutely," she said, a little breathlessly so I had to wonder what exactly her hand was doing under her dress. I reached over and pulled it up to my mouth and licked her fingers for a taste. Yep, she was playing with herself. And damn she tasted good. "That's so hot," she said and then returned her hand to where it was, presumably doing what it had been doing.

"So..." I ventured, "you do women a lot?"

"Not a lot," she said with absolutely no shame. "I prefer dick, but there are times that I'm between guys and I'm horny. Usually I'll use a toy, but other times I might be at a bar and an attractive girl might give me the eye. I've got an open mind and I think I mentioned I'm a little bit slutty. Sometimes Cassie is between guys as well and we'll take care of each other. I mean, it's what friends do."

I tried to imagine helping a horny guy friend out and the closest I could get to wrapping my mind around it would be to try to set him up with some chick. "Sure, I could see that," I said to Kelly.

"I mean look at those tits. I'd kill for tits like those."

"For God's sake, why?" I asked, truly dumbfounded.

"Well for one thing," Kelly began, "they're totally suckable. I'd like to suck them and I'm sure you did." I shrugged and grunted my assent. "Speaking of suckable, they're also totally fuckable. Did you wrap 'em around your dick so she could suck the head when it popped out? Mine are too small."

"Yours are perfect, from what I can tell," I said, "having not seen them yet. And I can't wait to see them, by the way. They fill my hand perfectly so I'd put them at a solid B-cup. And no, I didn't fuck her tits. If I'm getting head, I'm getting head, not playing peek-a-boo with your funbags. If I want to fuck something it'll be your pussy, or your ass if you're into that." I gave her a hopeful look, but she didn't betray any preference. "Hers look right on her because of her frame. She's a good four or five inches taller than you are and her D-cups on your frame would look ridiculous and eventually give you back problems before your pectoral supports gave way and they began to sag."

"Pectoral supports," she said incredulously.

I felt my face turn red. Thankfully it was dark in the car, "I don't know what they're called. It sounded engineery. You know what I mean."

"I do," she said, starting to laugh hard. "Pectoral supports! That's perfect! I'm going to try to work that into a conversation this week. Oh," she put a hand on my crotch, "I'm not laughing at you. My tits are perfect for you! That might be the nicest thing anyone has said to me in at least a month."

I looked at her in disbelief, "Has somebody told you that your tits are too small?"

She squeezed my growing shaft and shrugged, being evasive, "Well, you know, some guys can be jerks." She giggled, "It's getting big again."

Thank God we were getting close to my apartment. I said, "Some guys are morons. Okay, you're starting to drive me crazy with that hand! You know that once we get to my place, I'm going to fuck you silly, right?"

"God, I hope so," Kelly said. "I'm on B.C. so if you don't have condoms, or run out, it's okay."

"I have them," I said, "but you've seen how I cum. They'd be useless so I always make sure that the woman has a backup plan. Good to know."

We pulled into my complex and I parked in my spot and turned off the car. I didn't get out right away but pulled her in for a kiss. While our lips mashed, I let my hands explore, cupping and squeezing her perfect tits under her unbuttoned sundress. I didn't expose them and suck on a nipple or two because I wanted my first view of them to be in better lighting. I did, however, drop my hand to her lap and then slide it up her thigh, confirming my hope that she had skipped panties as I had underwear, making her moan in my mouth when I strummed her swollen clit and then buried my middle finger to the third knuckle in her cunt. I broke the kiss but kept stroking her pussy as I whispered in her ear, "All I can afford right now is a studio apartment. I have a couch, a coffee table, a bed, a kitchen counter and a kitchen table. Before the night is out, all of those things are going to be covered in your pussy juice. And then we'll order pizza." I brought my finger up and looked in her eyes as I licked it clean. "Then we'll take a shower and I'll fuck you there too."

"Sounds delightful," Kelly said as I opened my door. By the time I had made it around to her door and held out my hand for her, she had buttoned up the top of her sundress to within four buttons. I took her hand and helped her out of my car and led her to the stairs leading up to my apartment. At my door, she stopped me from opening it with a hand on my wrist and a surreptitious glance around. Satisfied that we were alone she turned to me and smiled serenely as she slowly unbuttoned every button on her dress, with her handbag hanging from her elbow, which was only about ten buttons because she hadn't refastened the skirt portion of her dress, but undeniably sexy. I both could and couldn't see her entire body at the same time. The sundress didn't fall off her breasts, revealing a strip of skin down to her pussy, which was hidden by shadow. I wanted to spread the fabric out of the way and put my hands around her bare waist, but I was curious what she would do next. My answer came when she stepped forward and unzipped my fly and pulled me out. To be fair, my cock sort of sprang out of my pants, so she didn't need to work too hard. She looked me in the eye as she stroked me, patiently waiting for me to finally unlock the door.

I inserted the key, turned it and pushed the door open for her to step through before me. As she crossed the threshold, she dropped her bag to the right and doffed the sundress like a coat, letting it fall to the floor and walking, naked, into the room. I closed and locked the door, kicked off my shoes and dropped my pants on top of her dress. Stepping out of them, I followed her into the room, coming up behind her at the couch where she had stopped. I loved the view from behind, hourglass shape, nicely formed legs, dimples above her round ass. I let my cock nestle itself in her crack as my arms circled her body and my hands cupped her tits. Because of our height difference the angle of my cock was sort of uncomfortable so I bent her over the armrest of the couch, used one hand on her hip to steady her while my other hand guided my oak staff into her fuck hole.

"Oh my God, yes!" she cried as I buried myself. Fuck she was tight. Her cunt gripped my cock as I slid back out, only to plunge back in. I loved the shape of her ass as I looked down, watching my rod repeatedly spear and inverted heart. I couldn't get enough of the feel of her, her pussy getting more lubricated by the moment. She pushed back onto my cock with every thrust, her fingers digging into the cushions of my couch. The harder I fucked her, the harder she returned my thrust. Happy little noises came out of her open mouth, Her eyes were closed, hopefully concentrating on the feelings in her cunt. Her legs were beginning to shake and her breathing was getting more erratic as what I hoped would be the first of many orgasms this evening built inside her. I felt the walls of her pussy clamp down on my member. I kept thrusting, feeling her juices coat my thighs since her body couldn't contain the flood. She was squealing in pleasure when I pulled out, dropped to a knee, spread her cheeks and did my best to devour her cunt. I'm pretty sure she lost her mind at that point because she started speaking in tongues. Well, maybe not but I sure as hell did not recognize any of the words coming out of her mouth. She was grinding her hips against my face when I stood up and plunged back in.

"Oh, no," she whimpered, "oh, no, oh, no. I can't take it." But her ass was grinding against me like she really wanted to. And I was happy to oblige.

I grabbed her hips and leaned back, maximizing my penetration with each thrust, as the orgasm coursed through her body until her legs gave out and she collapsed over the arm of the couch like a ragdoll. I pulled out, helped her stand up and turned her around. Then a single finger to the middle of her chest had her fall backwards over the arm and onto the cushions with a laugh.

I stepped around and put a knee on the cushion beside her head, offering my cock to her lips - which she willingly began to devour - while I took in the goddess displayed before me. I realized that 'goddess' wasn't exactly the right word. I reached over to play with her clit, as she sucked on me, while I tried to come up with a single word description for this beauty. Miraculously, her glasses were still on her face, framed by her curly hair, which made the image of her deep throating my rod all the more sexy. And then it came to me that this was actually the first time I was seeing her tits since I had bent her over and taken her from behind without turning her around when we walked through the door. They were smaller than Jordin's, to be sure, but still perfect. They were large enough to fill my hand with perfectly proportioned areolas with hard nubs in the center. She was right, they wouldn't wrap around my dick, but who the fuck cared. She was sucking my cock and I was playing with her cunt which, by the way, was shaved smooth except for a landing strip on her mound and, to my eye, shaped like a flower. Her clit was swollen and her labia were puffy. Her legs were shapely, if short. But what the hell, she wasn't a tall person. The word that suddenly sprang to mind was 'sprite'. No, not quite. 'Pixie'? Still no. 'Fairy'? Closer. Then it came to me: Nymph. Not the derogatory Nympho, but like how I would imagine a wood nymph to look. What it all boiled down to though was, "You are perfect."

She released me and smiled up at me, while using a hand to stroke my dick, "So are you. I love how hard your cock gets for me. Do you like fucking me?"

"I do," I replied.

She adjusted herself on the couch so that her honey pot was facing me and she rolled her hips, throwing her legs back, "Want to fuck me some more?"

"I do," I confirmed, "but we're done with the couch." I bent down, sliding my left arm behind her back and had her lower her knees onto my right. She weighed barely anything when I picked her up and carried her over to the dining table. It was styled after the kind of thing you'd see in a fifties diner with four chromed legs holding up a square red formica table top, edge banded with more chrome. It kind of looked like a card table, but it couldn't fold up and supported her weight easily when I put her ass on the edge and laid her back. I grabbed a leg behind her knee and guided myself home once again.

"Ooh, that's cold," she said when her hot skin touched the table top.

"Hopefully I'll give you something to take your mind off of it while you warm it up," I said, settling into an easy rhythm with my hips. I hooked one of her knees over each of my arms and leaned forward to suckle first one, then the other nipple. I felt her hand slip between us to play with her clit when I covered her moan with my mouth. Then the moans turned to squeals and her body started shaking beneath me. I could feel her vaginal muscles start to grip me again as they did the first time she came on my cock. It was sort of her tell.

"Oh my," she gasped, "I'm gonna - I don't - FUCK - so soon - OHHHH EEEEEE! OH FUCK!!" Her pussy clamped down on me and again I felt her juices coat my thighs. I can't begin to describe how sexy it was to feel this woman cum on my cock but I recognized it as a gift. One that I repaid by upping my pace. I let her legs free to lock around my waist and her nails dug into my forearms. And then her grip shifted to the edge of the table. I took the opportunity to drop to my knees and sucked her clit into my mouth. Her hips rocked against my face and her fingers tangled in my hair, guiding my tongue exactly where she wanted it to go. I lapped up every drop of her nectar.

I stood again and entered her again. I noticed that her legs fell apart as if she no longer had control of them. "I was thinking of taking you over to the counter and fucking you there. You know, one leg on the counter while you stood on the other," I said. "But that would involve you actually being able to support yourself on one leg. Can you do that?" No response. "Kelly?"

"What?"

"Can you stand?"

Her brain took a second to register the question, then she shook her head, "I don't think so. Not right now anyway."

"Okay," I said. "Had plans for the counter, but maybe we'll just start there next time." I leaned forward and grabbed her around her torso, gathering her to me, her arms wrapping around my neck as I lifted her. Her legs locked around my back and my cock stayed buried in her cunt as I carried her to the bed. I could feel my own climax starting to build so I made a quick detour to the bathroom to grab a towel. In a studio, everything's a quick detour.

At the bed, I threw the towel to the middle and it landed mostly flat. Then I stood there, lifting and lowering Kelly onto my cock a few times. I mean, with her legs locked around my waist and her arms around my neck, it took no effort at all. I could see fucking her like this until I came. Maybe in the shower later? For now I laid her down next to the towel, gave her a couple of thrusts because I made sure my cock hadn't slipped out during this process - damn she felt good - then rolled us over onto the towel so that we ended up with her on top. I reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling them apart as I started driving my cock into her from below. Her tits jiggled as I pounded her. Her eyes were closed and she was panting through her mouth. Then she gave up and surrendered to my cock, falling on top of me, her hands clutching, holding on for dear life.

"I'm getting close to cumming," I whispered in her ear, "am I good inside you?"

"You're fucking fantastic inside me," she said with a dreamy smile. "My cunt is so hungry for your cum. Fill me up." Then she started moaning again, "God, just the thought of it makes me so horny that I might cum again. I don't know if I've ever really stopped since that first one."

She kept talking, saying things that gave me incentive to pound her harder than ever and achieve that cum. Her ass was bouncing upward with every thrust. I made scissors with two fingers and slid them down onto my cock as it pistoned in and out of Kelly's body, getting them lubed up with the juices flowing from her pussy. Then I found her rosebud with those two fingers and let them slip in to the second knuckle of both fingers. Kelly's head popped up and her eyes were as wide as they could go. I think she wanted to yell, but no sound came out of her open mouth as her cunt clamped down on my cock. I used my other hand to pull her lips down to mine to have a tongue duel as my firehose began to empty into her. She started bucking, so I had to use both hands on her ass cheeks to hold her in place as I drained my balls. I could feel moisture running down my ass crack to the bed - hence the towel - but I couldn't tell if it was mine, hers or a mixture of both. Judging by the way she was shaking on top of me, most likely the latter. Finally, she went limp on top of me as I continued to fill her.

She lifted her head a little, "Are you still cumming? Oh, yep! Okay, I'm going to pass out now. Let me know when you're done." And she dropped her head on my chest. I don't know if she did pass out - or fall asleep from exhaustion - but she just lay there as I finished filling her pot. All too soon - well, not that soon - my flow began to wane. But I wanted to keep fucking this woman and was disappointed that my erection was going to fade for a time - my thrusts were reduced to mere twitches. And then even that stopped and we just lay there, her on top of me with my cock softening inside of her, me with my arms wrapped around her, clamping her to my chest, listening to each other breathe heavily. "I think we made a mess," she said, rolling off of me onto her back on the other side of my narrow bed.

I stood and gathered up the drenched towel. "Not a problem. I'll be right back." I took the towel into the bathroom, laid it out in the bottom of the tub, and turned on the shower. A good rinse would keep it from getting crusty until I did laundry again tomorrow. After a minute, I turned off the water, wrung it out, and deposited it in the hamper before returning to the main room. "What kind of pizza do you like?"

"I'm easy," she said unironically, "I even like pineapple. But not canadian bacon. It's too bland." I made the call and placed the order; no pineapple though. Then I opened my dresser and grabbed a couple of t-shirts and gym shorts. I tossed her a set while I pulled mine on and went to find my wallet. When I turned back around she was taking a seat on the couch, stretching her bare feet out to the coffee table. It was a bit of a reach, so I pulled her side closer. "Thank you. So, I'm curious about this woman whom I have to thank for one of the best fucks of my life." That was nice to hear, but to my mind there was so much more to explore with her.

I stood and went to the fridge, "You want a beer? Wait," I said, suddenly worried. She had to be eighteen to be in college but, "How old are you? I'm not corrupting a minor am I?"

She laughed, "I turned twenty-one two months ago, sweetie. I know I look young, though. I'll probably still get carded when I'm thirty-five. I'll have a beer, but if we're going to hang, you'll need some white wine."

I handed her the beer and we clicked rims, "Cheers. I would very much like to hang out with you. You are easily one of the most surprising women I've ever met. And given that I've fucked my best friend's mother, that's saying alot. But you said 'if" as if there was a chance that I wouldn't want to."

She looked away and shrugged, "I can be alot for some guys. I'm horny as hell all the time. I like cock and I'm not shy about reaching for it. But sometimes - rarely, but sometimes - I'm in the mood for pussy. And I know I don't have classical 'Sex Goddess' looks. I mean, my hair is frizzy, I wear glasses, my boobs are small and I'm short." She looked at me seriously, "If I hadn't said something in the library, and given you my number, would you even have noticed me?"

"I did notice you," I said, nearly offended. "You were already at the table when I walked in. There were plenty of other tables available. I sat there because I thought the glasses were sexy. I didn't say anything until, you know, because you looked so absorbed." I cradled her face in my hands and kissed her. "Because of that, you're right, I probably wouldn't have said anything to you and I would have gone on with my life and died an old man in my bed not knowing that I had walked away from the sexiest woman I have ever known."

"Except for your friend's mother," she said. "You're going to fuck her again, aren't you?"

"Probably, yeah," I said. "I'll explain why while we eat. But that's a different thing entirely. Yes, she's sexy, but it has absolutely zero chance of going anywhere. She is strictly fantasy fulfillment. She isn't going to leave her husband and I wouldn't want her to." I put a hand to my forehead, "The thought of having to explain to Brian why I fucked his mother - it gives me the heebie jeebies just thinking of it.

"So, that's not going anywhere," I continued, "but this could."

She took a sip of beer, "Well, I can't blame you. She's sexy as hell." She took another sip before saying quietly, "What if I wanted a little taste?"

"That's interesting," I said, "because I sort of suggested the same thing as I was leaving and she said -" * BUUZZZZ*. The pizza had arrived.

I gave the guy a decent tip, grabbed some paper towels for napkins and opened the box on the coffee table. She dove right in and had taken a bite before I even sat down, "So, you were going to explain why you are going to fuck her again."

"It's not a quick story," I began. I told her the whole thing. Edward and Jordin's age difference, his heart condition, her not having intercourse in four years, how her pregnancy with Brian had nearly killed her. She asked questions along the way and I answered them as best I could, when I knew the answers. By the time I was done, there were only four or five slices left.

"So," Kelly said after I'd finished, "She's going to send you a - what? A sexy pic when she wants you?"

"I guess," I said. "I don't really know for sure. This whole thing only started the day before yesterday."

"After that video, it will be interesting to see what she sends."

I leaned in and kissed her again, my hand cupping a tit, her hand falling to my lap and squeezing my, once again, wakening cock. I thought we were going to go again, but she broke the kiss, "I'm kinda sticky. Did you say something about a shower?"

I stood and held out my hand, "Right this way, m'lady." I led her the short distance to the bathroom and turned on the water to warm while I pulled her t-shirt over her head and she did the same for me. By the time we were naked, the water was up to temp and I was fully hard for Kelly. She closed her hand around my cock and led me into the tub. I pulled the curtain closed and pinned her against the opposite wall, sucking her tongue into my mouth. My hand found the soap and I lathered up her pussy. She took the soap from me and suds up my cock, stroking it with both hands.

I couldn't take it any more. I grabbed her by the ass and lifted. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs around my waist. I quickly used a hand to make sure my cock was pointing straight up and lowered her onto it. She gasped as I filled her and then laid her head on my shoulder as I fucked her under the running water. My shower wasn't as roomy as Jordin's, but we managed and when we came - I was first, but I think I set her off - the cum that seeped out went down the drain just like hers.

As long as the water was still running, we cleaned each other up again and I turned off the water. We towelled each other off and walked out into the main room over to the bed and collapsed onto it. She scooted over to me and I put my arm around her just for a couple minutes, I thought, until we would get dressed and I took her home.

I woke up with my cock pulsing into a warm, wet space. I opened my eyes as I exploded, seeing the back of Kelly's head bobbing up and down as my balls emptied themselves into her throat. I reached over and pulled her leg over my head and settled her body on top of me. I studied her pretty little cunt before I closed my lips around her clit, making her moan around my cock. Very soon, she was rubbing her crotch up and down, spreading her cum juice all over my face. She turned around on top of me and backed her cunt onto my not-quite-soft cock.

"That was nice," she said. "I don't need breakfast now. You take such good care of me. But I should go home now."

I hadn't expected to fall asleep last night, so I figured that I'd be bringing her home around midnight after a fun night out, as far as anyone knew. Now though, she'd be wearing the same clothes that she'd left her place in. Pretty much the definition of the "Walk of Shame". I needn't have worried though because, after a quick shower, she went over to her handbag, which was still by the door, and pulled out a pair of jeans and a hot pink blouse. At that moment, I realized that I had had very little input last night on how the night was going to go. I was essentially a passenger on the ride that Kelly had planned. I thought about it and found that I was just fine with that. But it did sort of take me aback. And that must have shown on my face because she said, "What?"

"I really had fun last night," I began, "I meant to get you home but fell asleep, sorry. But you brought a change of clothes, suggesting that you knew you'd be spending the night. I don't want you to be a one off, but I don't want to be a one off either. Are we going to do this again? Because I want to."

She stepped to me, "I want to too. One thing though, if we're together when Jordin calls, she has to wait, okay?"

"That's fair," I agreed and kissed her.

I took her home and that was where that particular date ended. I saw her again the following week and we went for a hike. At one point we found a promontory overlooking a waterfall and I fucked her from behind while we looked and the view. On another occasion, we were on a busy beach and Kelly got horny - to be honest, with the bikini she was wearing, I was already there - and dragged me behind a driftwood log. We were able to eavesdrop on another couple as they walked by. The log was only like ten feet from the base of a sheer cliff so it was unlikely that someone would randomly walk behind the log and discover us, but there was a chance and that seemed to excite Kelly even more. The girl was definitely turned on by dangerous sex. Meaning that if there was a chance of getting caught, she'd cum harder than any woman I've ever known. If we were someplace that she couldn't make noise when she came, it would intensify that orgasm to the point that it was a couple of minutes before she could form coherent words afterwards.

On one occasion, I had been spooning her, fucking her cunt when I pulled out and batted her clit a couple of times with the head of my cock before lining up again for re-entry. Only I had moved back a bit too far and slipped into her ass before I knew it. Her pussy was tight, but her ass was tighter which was the only way I could tell where I was without looking. I froze, buried halfway into her colon, "Oops, wrong hole?"

She giggled and pushed herself all the way onto my shaft, "No, you're good. Fuck that ass and fill 'er up."

About a week after that, anal having become a staple of sex between Kelly and I, Jordin sent a text. It was the second time since she'd sent the video. It seemed like Edward would go out of town every couple of weeks, although this was about three weeks on from the last time. It was a picture of her nude, supporting herself with one hand on one of the bedposts. Her back was to the camera with one foot on the bed, her back slightly arched so the dildo could be seen buried in her cunt. But it was her other hand that interested me most. The thigh of the leg with the foot on the bed created a flat surface and her hand held a short, squat item in place there.

Kelly and I were grabbing a sandwich on our way to an early afternoon party that neither one of us were really excited to go to. I held out the phone to her and said, "It's Jordin. I'm going to tell her I'm busy, but what does that thing on her thigh look like to you?"

She took a bite of her sandwich and took the phone from me, enlarging the picture as she chewed. Her eyes narrowed and her jaw stopped moving. Her throat moved as she swallowed her mouthful. She handed the phone back to me and I looked at the enlarged picture. She said, "That, I think, is a butt plug."

"That's what I thought," I said, warming up. "The last time I was with Jordin, I upped my ass play and I think she started to like it." I turned the phone back to her, "Enough to start experimenting maybe? Maybe she wants it?"

"You're gonna go," Kelly accused. "I want to go too. Can I go?"

"Um," I said, typing in the reply field, "I'll see." First I typed, I'm with somebody, and hit "Send". Jordin's reply was, Oh, OK. Another time. While typing, I said to Kelly, "When I suggested anal or another guy for DP or another girl after the first time we got together, she thought anal was possible but she was less optimistic about the other two. But she did say that if the opportunity presented itself, who knew." I held out the phone to show Kelly what I'd typed: She wants to cum, and hit "Send".

"Clever spelling," Kelly said as we waited for a reply. The longer it took, the better, I thought. A quick NO would be easy. Time meant she was thinking about it, weighing the possibilities. Finally, my phone chimed and I looked at the message. "Well?" Kelly said impatiently.

I held my phone out for her to read, Bring her.

"Has she ever..." Kelly began.

I shook my head, "She'd never even cheated before me."

"So, going all in. I like it."

"So, I have a thought," I said. "I'm thinking of a way to give her a hat trick without another guy."

Kelly looked wary, "I'm listening."

"You told me that first night that you and Cassie would sometimes help each other out when you were between guys. I don't suppose that possibly involved a strap-on, did it?"

Kelly smiled at me, "What should I wear?"

**************

Jordin opened the door wearing a white bikini and a translucent coverlet. She was gorgeous. She stood back to let us enter, giving Kelly a once over as she passed. She looked at me with an arched eyebrow. "How much does she know?"

"All of it," I said. "Kelly and I met -"

"Hold up," Jordin said, holding up a finger and then pointing at Kelly, "her name is Kelly?!"

I had to laugh, "I know, right?"

And then Jordin was laughing too, leaning against the wall, covering her mouth with both hands.

Kelly was looking at us both as if we'd lost our minds, "What?"

"No," Jordin exclaimed. "You didn't tell her?!"

I spread my arms and smiled, "Why would I ruin this moment?"

"What moment," Kelly asked, exasperated.

I put an arm around Kelly's shoulders and walked her over to Jordin, "Kelly, meet Jordin Kelly."

Kelly's eyes went wide, a smile growing on her lips, "No way! Wait, if I met your son and we fell in love and got married, I'd be Kelly Kelly?"

That sort of ended the laughter and I said, "Well, yeah. Let's make sure that doesn't happen."

Kelly dropped her bag in the entryway, "Well, there would be the whole explaining-to-Brian-how-we-knew-each-other thing."

"Speaking of that," Jordin said, looking at me, "how does she know me?"

"She was at the table I was sitting at in the library when you sent the video. I said, 'Fuck me Friday," out loud by mistake when I figured out it was you. Kelly said, 'I'm busy Friday, but I'm free Saturday,' and gave me a slip of paper with her number and the rest is history."

Jordin's face turned red, "Did you show her the video?"

"She wanted to know what had happened in the library. I showed it to her, yeah."

"I love your tits," Kelly said. "Not to sound stalky, but you're even more beautiful in person than on the video."

"Thank you," Jordin said, "but you should never have seen that."

Kelly stepped over to her and put her hands on Jordin's hips. She leaned in and kissed the inside surface of Jordin's right breast. "I'm glad I did." She stepped back and pulled off her tank top revealing her small but perfect breasts. Her shorts pooled around her ankles and she stepped out of them, naked except for her sandals. "I hear you have a pool. That's where I'll be."

Jordin watched her go, a little longer than absolutely necessary, I thought. Then she turned to me and held out her hand, "Phone." I dug it out and handed it to her, but she didn't take it right away, "Bring up the video." I did sheepishly and then she took it. She deleted the video and then handed my phone back to me. "Should have done that the first time we got together. I can't risk that Brian might somehow see it."

"That's fair," I said. "Sorry about Kelly. We were starting to get serious and she deserved to know why I might have sex with my best friend's mother." Not the exact truth, I know, but close enough.

"That's fair," She said. "I like her. Just don't do it again.'

"Can't," I said, pulling my shirt over my head, "you deleted the video." I dropped my shorts, not bothering to hide my growing erection. "I'm going to find Kelly. You are going to have some fun today."

To Be Concluded

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Aquick writes Tue 3 Dec 2024 23:55:

The start of this chapter is FIRE!!!! Well done!

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Pete writes Tue 3 Dec 2024 13:57:

looking forward to the conclusion

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