I ride him

I quickly mount John and slowly slide down onto his cock, enjoying every second of it. Finally, I hit the base of his dick, and I sit still just savoring it. My eyes are closed because I'm still enjoying the pleasure, but then I hear the shutter from a phone taking a picture. I open my eyes, and I see John holding his phone, taking pictures of me. The fact that he did that without my permission should piss me off, but instead, it just turns me on even more. I begin to play with my tits, making sure that he'll get some good pictures.

"Those pictures better be only for you." I say, smiling as I start to slide up and down on his cock slowly.

"Oh don't worry, I don't want anyone else seeing these." he says, taking some more pictures.

I start to get even more excited at the thought that he's gonna use them, and I begin to ride him faster. He then throws the phone onto the bed, and he grabs onto my hips and begins to thrust up into me. I stop focusing on trying to ride him, and let him keep pounding up into me, all while I get lost in the pleasure.

"Fuck me! Harder!" I scream out, putting my hands on his chest to balance myself.

He starts to go even harder, and I can barely talk since it feels too good.

"Who's slut are you?" he asks while panting heavily.

It's hard to focus enough to even say anything, and all I can do is moan in response.

"Who's?!?" he says, thrusting up really hard, surprising me.

"Yours!" I scream out, wanting him to do that again.

I can feel myself getting close to cumming, which John notices. He keeps hitting me in all the right spots, and hearing him moan and say my name is too much for me to handle. I feel myself tighten around his cock, and my entire body tenses up, and all I can do is scream his name out while I cum on his cock. He doesn't even slow down, as he keeps pumping his cock in and out of me. Finally, my body relaxes, and I collapse onto his chest, panting heavily.

"God, you're so fucking hot." John says, as he starts to fuck me again.

Wanting to do something for him for making me cum that hard, I decide I should let him sit back and enjoy it while I ride him. I push his hands off of me, and I sit up on his cock and begin to quickly bounce up and down on it. John puts his hands behind his head, and he watches my tits bounce as I move up and down.

I'm getting tired from how much I have to move up and down because of how big his dick is, but it feels too good to stop, so I keep going. I want to make him cum. I want to feel him shoot his load inside of me. Luckily, I'm on the pill, so he can cum as much as he wants inside of me and we won't have to worry.

"Never thought Timmy's mom would be riding my cock." John says, smiling while watching me bounce up and down.

"And I never thought I'd be fucking my son's bully." I say back in between my panting and moaning.

"So you would still fuck me even if I did keep bullying him?" he asks, smiling cockily.

"I wouldn't!" I say, laughing.

I would.

"Mhm. Sure." he says, seeing right through my lie.

I start to ride John faster, and I can tell from the faces he's making that he's getting close to cumming.

"Cum for me, baby." I moan out, bouncing up and down on his cock even faster. "Shoot your load deep inside of me. Pleaseeeeee..." I beg him.

"Fuck" he mutters under his breath.

Finally, I feel him shoot his hot cum into me, and I keep bouncing up and down, and I'm not going to stop until I'm sure I've squeezed out every drop. John is moaning my name as I ride him, and I can tell it's extra sensitive from him cumming. Finally, I can tell he's done cumming, and I slide off of his cock and hurry to the bathroom to clean up, trying to make sure none of it spills out.

Once I'm done cleaning up, I go back to his room and start to get dressed. John is still laying there, panting lightly now.

"Holy fuck!" he says. "That was fucking amazing..." he says, laughing.

I feel like I'm on top of the world from just hearing him say that.

"It was good for me too." I tell him.

I look down at my phone and realize I should probably head home now. I lean over and kiss John and tell him goodbye, and I drive home, where my husband is asleep and my son is studying. The rest of the day continues normally. I make dinner, get ready for bed, text John while my husband is passed out next to me, and finally fall asleep.