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Eating this fine lady quickly gives me another erection. I slide in and fuck Hazel’s pussy from the side as she raises one leg in the air. She loves this. She is sooooooooo wet.
Hazel then athletically moves her position and rides on top of me. I hold her big hanging, swaying breasts as she eases up and down on my cock. She is also using her cunt muscles to squeeze and hold my cock from time to time. I raise my thrusts to meet hers; a curious and wonderful stop start rhythm ensues. Hazel rides my length easy and slow, then fast and hard. I catch a nipple from her swinging breasts in my mouth and suck it.
Mrs K comes. Her chest and face flush a vivid red. I feel her body’s intensity. I want to cum now. I want to spread my seed in her silky, beautiful cunt. There is, though, somewhere else I need to cum in more. She is spent and exhausted. I lift her off of me and she lies beside me. I kiss her and hold her tight; I can feel the pounding, then gradually subsiding, of her heart’s beat.
With mock politeness, I ask, "can I have a play with your wonderful big ass sweet-heart?"
"Most certainly dear, enjoy yourself," Hazel giggles out in reply.
Again I’m reminded of how her voice gets girlish when sexually aroused; it’s most affecting.
Hazel assumes a position: she gets on all fours and sticks those big buns right out. The fullness and firmish roundness of her buttocks surely is a fine sight to behold. Her hands spread her cheeks to show off her anus. For the second time my chest tightens at the glorious sight of her wrinkled, puckered ring……. Fucking fantastic. Her asshole is presented as an offering.
I quickly dash into her washroom. There are various creams and medicinal items in a wall cabinet. Among them I find some odourless gel. I return with some of it on my fingers. Down on the bed again I slip a finger in her anus and lube it. I drop down onto one knee so as to get my mouth to it at the optimum angle. I smell her unique smell; a very feint but attractive musky aroma, then raise my tongue and draw an ‘O’ around it, all the while pressing firmly. I’m eager as hell, but at the same time endeavouring to savour these moments.
Hazel gives out a murmur, almost a deep purring sound. I widen her hole slightly with my thumbs, and then ease my tongue inside, very, very slowly. I lap her; stroking inside her ass with my tongue; the taste and sense I receive is gorgeous, and I am aware that my cock is pulsing, and I know it is releasing sticky pre-cum. While I enjoy this feast I very lightly trace around the outline of her clit with my right index finger, my left thumb goes under her to her mouth; she sucks it greedily.
Her asshole is relaxed and when I eventually withdraw my tongue it gapes open for a second. Illusory, perhaps, but her anus appears once to wink at me. I rise onto my knees, lean forward and whisper into her ear:
"Sweetheart, I want to make love to your beautiful ass."
"It’s yours baby, but be gentle," she replies, her voice betrays a mixture of anticipation and a tiny bit of anxiety.
I line myself up; the pulsing head of my cock presses against her ring, and I press steadily. The head enters the muscled anus and I slide on gently, through her lubed, tight tunnel. I push on very slowly, until my cock is balls deep inside her. Whether Hazel has been ass-fucked before I really do not know, but she certainly responds. Initially her body goes taught, but as I hold still in her, it relaxes.
"Sweet surrender," she purrs, "Jay, lover, take your throne."
At this I slide back slowly until the glans of my cock-head meets the sphincter, then I ease back in and fuck with as much restraint and tenderness as I can muster. Each part of my penis feels as though it is being squeezed by a cunning, slightly moist velvet glove. The feeling is just so delicious.
I’ve screwed a few young women in their asshole before. I’ve had rounded bottoms and slim waists in my hands, and relished the taper of their hips and the shudders and trembles of their bodies as I’ve watched and felt my cock pump in and out of their tight sphincters. I’ve revelled in their sighs of contentment and occasional gasps as pleasure and pain engulfs them. I’ve shot waves of cum in them and even on occasion had them beg me do it again, but never in my life have I ever felt as intense a pleasure as here, as this glorious creature; this mature, curvy, busty, big-bottomed lady writhes and groans in unadulterated pleasure at my pounding.
Hazel moves to meet my thrusts as the pace rises up a gear. My penis seems to me more than a mere physical organ; it is the outlet of all power and pent up physical and emotional desire.
"Your cock feels so good lover," Hazel gasps out. Her breathing is ragged, and I am aware that her fingers are entering her pussy and rubbing around her prominent clit as we screw on.
I lightly spank one of her full butt-cheeks. Then again, slightly harder. I grab her generous wide hips firmly. Hazel groans. Now I am ramming my cock in hard and fast, balls deep on every stroke; riding that big rounded ass.
All the frustrations, angers and fears that I had felt in the last few months are being released as I fuck that fine ass deep and hard, and it feels great. Mrs. K shudders beneath me and with a probing hand I feel her cum; juice flows from her cunt. The tips of my fingers are damp with her fluid and I taste them…. delicious. I feel hypersensitivity in my whole body, as if it is electrically charged.
Slamming away with total and utter abandon, my forehead flowing sweat, I feel the rush begin way back up behind my balls; deep in my body. I erupt. Just as I feel the first cum flow from me I very fleetingly have a brief moment of semi-consciousness, the ‘small death,’ which occurs all too rarely.
Now I come in waves.
"Fuck, fuck," I’m virtually screaming, "fuck it, fuck it, FUCK!"
My cock spurts white nectar into Hazel’s bowels.
I lay still with my chest gently touching Hazel’s back for a while, and I feel my cock soften, though not entirely. When I withdraw from her there is a crude audible "plop" sound. I lie beside Hazel, and kiss her mouth quickly. She pulls my head back and slips her tongue deep inside my mouth. Her kiss is firm, harsh almost; she then pulls back her tongue and bites my bottom lip hard enough for me to be aware, via a coppery taste, that she has drawn blood. It stings a bit but feels kind of good. My spent body rushes blood to my muscles and I feel a good warm glow all over my body, the kind you also get after a work-out when you are in good shape.
While I had been riding Hazel I had been fleetingly aware of various family pictures on the wall. Now I looked at them with interest. There was Hazel with her husband at various stages of their life together, and photographs of children of different ages. I remember her telling me that she had two married daughters and a son away at university.
On her dressing table were pictures showing her daughters on their wedding days and between them two of her son. In one Hazel and he were arm in arm together, both smiling broadly, and in the other he was clad only in a tight pair of Speedo swimming trunks, with a surf-board under his arm. He was tanned and wet; muscular and young. This photograph was larger than the others beside it, and had been placed slightly forward of them. My mind raced.
To be continued..........
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