She punctuated my words by taking half my cock into her throat. Holy shit this girl had talent. I wonder how much she’d been practicing on my son.
This escalated quickly. How had I gone from deciding not to do this to her coming on to me? She said she loved Josh but here she was deepthroating his mother.
“What about Josh?” I asked.
She had grabbed my fleshy ass and was pulling my cock deeper into her throat which each repetition when I posed my question. She pulled my cock out of her mouth, a string of spit connecting the end of my futa-dick to her lips.
She swallowed the excess spit and took a deep breath. “He loves sharing me. I think he’ll love sharing me with you, too.”
With that bombshell and it’s implications dropped on me, she shucked off her hoodie in one quick motion exposing her lace covered breasts and immediately pulled me back into her throat, almost all the way down to the base. Her neck was distended from my monster and she started using my dick to face-fuck herself, her spit making that same “GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK” sound in the back of her throat on the short strokes that I’d heard earlier.
The situation was so unbelievable and she was so enthusiastic, combined with being worked up for longer than I’m used to, that I was feeling ready to cum soon.
I grabbed both my tits and started pinching my nipples, giving in to the sensations she was giving me, pushing me closer to orgasm. Normally I like to build slowly to an orgasm to make it more powerful, but I remembered we were on a time crunch, so I started thrusting into her throat to meet her mouth as it came forward.
The sounds of saliva SCHLICK-ing on my dick and around her lips, the repetitive sound of her literally gagging herself on my cock, the occasional sound of swallowing as she deepthroated me down to the base, and the rattling breath she took to replace her missing oxygen, was all so erotic that I couldn’t resist the building warmth anymore.
“Oh shit! Oh SHIT! I’M GONNA CUUUUUM!” And with that I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her all the way down to the base of my girl-cock as I pumped my fluid directly into her stomach.
Her throat was milking my dick and I was shuddering and twitching as she kept drinking it down. Seven, eight, ten spurts directly into her gullet. Just as my orgasm started to wind down and I pulled back and into her mouth,, she quickly inserted two fingers into my dripping pussy and thrust them in and out, making the “come here” motion and triggering a whole nother set of orgasms from my g-spot.
My pussy gushed all over her her arm and my cock let out another spurt into her waiting mouth.
I stumbled backwards, coming out of her mouth with a “SCHLOCK” and sat on the bed, leaning back on my arms. My massive erection twitched and jumped in front of me and I heaved for air, trying to recover from such a mindblowing orgasm. Since Dr. Freeman didn’t touch my pussy during our encounters, I’m not used to having both organs stimulated at once, unless I’m the one doing it.
This was way better.
Claire was using her hands to collect all the excess spit and fluid off her face and chest and licking it off her fingers.
“Oh my god, it’s so sweet. I love this taste.”
Despite having just cum buckets, my clit-cock stayed rock hard and twitched at the sight.
After Claire was satisfied she had ingested all the sticky evidence, she stood and stripped the rest of the way. Her chest was gorgeous. Heavy DD’s that youth still allowed to be perky, capped with large – and very rigid – areola. She had a neatly trimmed landing strip above her vulva, which was swollen and leaking with need.
She stood and walked towards the bed, placing her knees on either side of me and pushing me back, so I lay on the bed instead of being propped up.
“To answer your earlier question,” she started, while grabbing my still-rigid phallus and lining it up at her entrance. “No, I didn’t get to cum earlier.” Without further ado, she sank down onto my girl-dick until her ass was resting on my thighs. She was tight, but with so much lubrication, she slipped in easily.
