Free Ladies Listen Up by Darren Coleman Page A

back and dove right back to feasting on me. I could make out her face in the bit of light that crept in through the curtains. She had gotten sexier as the night’d gone on. Her skin was the color of light chocolate and her short hair felt like silk as I ran my hands across it. Her mouth fit my penis like a glove. Any bigger and I imagined she wouldn’t have been able to fit it inside.
    Now she was on her hands and knees. I thought about our evening and all that we’d shared up to this point. How it always led to this.
    “You like that?”
    “Oh yeah,” I responded. She gripped it tight and flicked her tongue over the tip and then massaged the head with her wet lips. “Don’t stop.”
    She didn’t and I began to feel that tingle. I rode it out for a second or twenty. Feeling like I was going to shoot, I pushed her back. “Let me do you.”
    “What’s wrong?”
    I shook my head while I caught my breath. “Nothing, just not ready for you to make me cum yet.” She smiled. “Take your bra off and get on your back.”
    Kissing her stomach, I could taste the sweetness of her skin. The subtle scent of her lotion mixed in with the slight moisture on her belly made me want to lick her more. I caressed her thighs and rubbed the insides of them while I kissed her. Her skin was well cared for, soft like a baby’s. When I got a handful of her breast I was greeted with her thick, rock-hard nipples.
    I slid my body down hers and she whispered, “You don’t have to do that.”
    I ignored her and planted my lips on her midsection and slid right down into her pussy. “Ohhhh shit, uhh, uhhh,” she panted out. Her body jerked and she arched her back. “Yessss, ahhh yesssss.”
    She was really appreciating my art and I began to pull out all my tricks. I took my index finger and began to trace circles along the base of her vagina all the while sucking gently on her clit. When she moaned even louder I stuck that finger inside of her and pressedagainst the bottom wall of her pussy to open her up. More sucking and then I slipped two more fingers inside of her. I was surprised at how tight she was. For some reason, I expected a woman over forty to have a looser booty. “Oh, Diego. It feeeels sooo good.”
    I pulled her lips slightly with my teeth, and when I had her clit in my grasp I increased the flickering of my tongue. “Oh, bayybeee,” she screamed. “I about to…uhh…I…uhh, uhhh.” She let out one grunt after another as her hands dug into my scalp. Her legs wrapped around my shoulders, locking my face in her lap, and she came all over my face.
    She panted heavily as her body recoiled. Fine beads of sweat coated her. I reached for the condoms and slid one on. As I was about to enter her she tensed up. “Diego, I’m not sure…”
    I knew where it was headed. She was about to let the guilt overwhelm her. She knew she was wrong and this was the last chance for her to catch herself. If in fact she wasn’t lying about never having committed adultery, she was about to cross a line that she could never return from.
    I pretended I didn’t hear her and slammed all nine inches of meat into her. “Owwww, ohhh shit,” she screamed. That was all she wrote. I banged her for thirty minutes straight. The liquor.
    I’m good for ten or fifteen minutes on the first round usually, but the cognac had my senses dulled. “I never…I’ve…never been fucked like this,” she said. I had her ass in the air as she rested with her face in the pillow. She came twice and never got dry.
    She climbed on top of me and humped me like a woman in heat. She leaned over sucking my nipples while reaching back to massage my balls. She was so horny that I was enjoying the show she put on. “Get on your back again.”
    She obliged, and when I entered her she began rubbing her breast with one hand and her pussy with the other. When it seemed as if she was about to have another orgasm, my own excitement took me over the edge and I began to fuck her