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I returned to the bedroom to find Oliver lying on the bed. Handing him a beer, he smiled and thanked me. I slipped off my robe, leaving us both naked, and climbed onto the bed to lie next to him. We sipped our drinks, chatted casually, and kissed occasionally. His hands wandered, stroking my pussy and caressing my breasts. He was clearly enjoying the attention, reveling in the experience of being with an older woman who could show him what he’d been missing.

Oliver was mature for his age, and I liked him—a lot. I could already tell this might become a regular thing. He had stamina, a lean, toned body, and a decent-sized cock. Not to mention, he’d already given me plenty of cum that night. As we set our drinks aside, our casual touching turned into something more. It didn’t take long before he was on top of me, sliding his cock back inside for round three. He moved slowly, savoring the way my pussy clenched around him, drawing out every sensation.

After a while, I pushed him out and got on all fours. He knelt behind me as I spat on my fingers, slicking up my ass. Grabbing his cock, I positioned the tip at my back entrance, teasing him.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, his grin wide and eager as he realized what I wanted. His hands gripped my hips as he slowly pushed in. We both moaned as he sank in, his cock burying itself all the way to the hilt, his balls pressing against me. His hands roamed up my body, caressing my back and cupping my breasts as he began to move, claiming my ass with slow, deliberate thrusts.

I leaned back to kiss him, and our tongues intertwined as his hands returned to my tits, squeezing them roughly. My arms reached back to cradle his head while his cock continued its relentless rhythm. When I dropped back onto all fours, I told him to stop moving so I could take control. I began to work my hips, grinding against him, fucking his cock at my own pace.

“Jesus, this is so good,” he groaned, his eyes glued to the sight of my ass moving as I rode him. I glanced back at him, catching the lust in his gaze as he watched his cock disappear into my ass over and over. The sensation of him filling me was incredible, and the way he watched me only heightened the thrill.

After what felt like ages of grinding, I finally said, “Okay, your turn—grab my hips and fuck me.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. His hands gripped my hips tightly as he began pounding into me, harder and faster. I could feel his balls slapping against my pussy with every thrust. Our groans grew louder as he neared his peak. Moments later, his body tensed, and with a guttural moan, he exploded inside me, his cum flooding my ass.

“F-fuck…” he gasped, his breath ragged.

I closed my eyes, savoring the warmth of his release, licking my lips with a satisfied groan. Reaching back, I gave his balls a gentle squeeze as his orgasm subsided. Once he finished, I leaned back against him, and we hugged. He cupped my breasts, squeezing them as we kissed deeply, his cock still nestled in my ass.

When he finally pulled out, I turned around and wasted no time taking him into my mouth. My lips wrapped around his shaft as I sucked him clean, teasing out the last drops of his cum. He twitched with every stroke, still sensitive from his climax.

“Fuck, you’re so filthy,” he said, smirking as he placed a hand on my head, guiding me deeper. His confidence was growing with each time we fucked, and I could tell he was loving every second of this. When I was sure I’d drained him completely, we collapsed back onto the bed.

“I thought you’d enjoy that,” I said with a mischievous grin.

“I did,” he replied, grinning back. “I’ve never fucked someone in the ass before, and Christ, was it amazing.”

We kissed again before reaching for our drinks and settling back into conversation. He was eager to talk about everything we’d done that night, clearly still riding the high. He admitted he’d never been with someone who swallowed, let alone gone bareback or done anal. I could tell by the way he talked about it that he found it incredibly hot—a huge turn-on. The idea of a woman letting him fuck her ass and unload inside her had been a fantasy he’d only seen in porn. His previous girlfriends had never entertained the idea. They were more reserved, he explained—just a quick blowjob, a condom, and a straightforward fuck. He found it boring, lacking the passion and filth he craved.

Tonight had been different. And by the way he looked at me, I knew it wouldn’t be the last time.