Make your way over to Denise's house

Once your car was loaded up, you got into the driver seat and started the short, ten minute journey over to Denise's house. This past week, the two of you had been unable to get together due to a variety of reasons, and though you'd had plenty of sex with your girlfriend in that time, having it with Denise satisfies an entirely different type of craving that hasn't been addressed. Just thinking about how you'll soon be fucking that dirty MILF to take care of that craving has caused you to become uncomfortably hard and you have to try, unsuccessfully, to adjust your bulge into a more comfortable position at the next stop sign.

Finally reaching your destination, you hurry to unload your car, wanting to give the two of you as much time together as possible, then make your way to the front door, ringing the doorbell when you reach it.

"Good morning Mrs. Jensen." you greet her with a smile when she opens the door. "I was pleased to see you requested me for another private massage today. Should I set things up in the usual spot?" you ask her, keeping up the illusion of this being a professional interaction. Even though the two of you have been regularly fucking each other, Denise likes to use these booked massage times for a little roll playing to help prevent things from going stale. Keeping up with that illusion, she's dressed as if she might be going to a meeting or a lunch date after the massage, with her hair brushed out, and wearing a snug-fitting, black, short-sleeved, cocktail dress with plunging neck line that hugs all her curves, a pearl necklace, and a pair of bright pink, high heeled shoes.

"Oh David, you don't actually think I'd request someone other than you, do you?" she asks, returning your smile and reaching down to cup your package, acting out a scene reminiscent of some cheesy, 80's porn. "You know you're the only one that can massage me as deep as I need it."

The pent-up sexual energy between the two of you is thick and you don't waste any more time with talk. Setting the massage table and supplies down on the floor in the foyer, the two of you quickly embrace, locking lips and darting your tongues into each other's mouths while pawing at each other and trying to make your way into the living room.

As the two of you stumble towards the closest couch, your hands slip around to her ass and you begin inching up the bottom of her dress giving you better access to her plump, firm bottom allowing you to discover, unsurprisingly, that she's unencumbered by any panties. "Mrs. Jensen, I think you forgot to put panties on this morning." you said to her as you slip back into role playing mode.

"I did!?" she asks you in feigned ignorance. "Oh my goodness, I did! Silly me. Well you can't let me be the only one in the room without underwear on, can you?"

"I guess I can't." you reply, unfastening your pants and pushing them, and your boxers, down to your knees in a swift motion before lying down on the couch with your rock hard dick pointing straight in the air.

Since that first time you hooked up, Denise has told you how much she loves it when you eat her pussy, and it's become the foreplay of choice for the two of you whenever you get together. Today isn't any different and you watch as she kicks off her heels then hikes her skirt up over her hips before climbing over you into a "69" position, swinging her leg over your head and lowering her pussy to your face. As you eagerly bring your tongue up to meet her, you feel her hot breath on your crotch a split second before her mouth latches onto your cock and swallows down half your length.

The first swipe if your tongue along Denise's slit runs from her clit all the way up through the crack of her ass and you feel her shudder and pause her work on you as you spend an additional second probing her tight sphincter with the tip of your tongue. As is always the case, Denise obviously spent extra time washing and cleaning herself before you got there. She smells and tastes amazing, and you could be happy if all she wanted for the next hour, was to stay in this position, with the two of you orally pleasuring each other.

The two of you love to fuck too much for that to happen, though, and it isn't long before Denise is shifting off of you, flipping herself around to straddle you in a cowgirl position.

She lines your dick up with her opening, then settles down onto you, letting her dripping, wet heat slip down and around your saliva-coated cock. "Ooh David, I never get tired of feeling your hard cock stretching me out! You fill me up sooo good! God I missed it this week!" she tells you as she begins grinding her crotch into yours, burying the rest your length into her steamy depths. "Now let's use this big, hard tool of yours to massage those spots that only you can get to."

"Ooohhh, Mrs. Jensen." you groan out as she begins to slide her pussy up and down your dick, her hot, inner folds squeezing and stroking you in all the right places. "As my favorite client, I'll use any tool I've got, anywhere you want it, to try and satisfy you. Just tell me what you want me to do." you say, moving your hips in rhythm with hers.

"Fuck David... Unh, you're already right where I need it!... Shit, right there!... Faster!... Fuck, I'm close already!... Unh!... Unh!... Uunnnggghhhh!" she screams out as she experiences her first orgasm of the day in, what could be, record time.

For the first few moments, the two of you stay in synch, but as the spastic contractions course through her abdomen, Mrs. Jensen's movements become more disjointed making it impossible to do so. Instead, you do your best to keep yourself buried inside her and let her ride you and use you as she needs.

It doesn't take long for Mrs. Jensen to regain control of her movements, as the initial, intense waves quickly pass, and she is soon looking down at you with a renewed look of hunger and lust in her eyes. "Mmmm. I can tell already that today's going to be just what I needed. I hope you'll be able to last though David, because I'm going to need a lot more of those before I'm satisfied." she says to you, as she begins to pivot on you in a move to change positions. What that position is going to be though, you're not sure, because you suddenly realize you're not the only two people in the room.

"Holy fuck Denise! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" you hear someone shriek, though you're unable to see who, as your view is blocked by Denise and the couch.