Bareback and creampie

I stopped sucking him as there was nothing left in his cock, and he was beginning to go a little limp. Snuggling up beside him, we kissed deeply, his hands exploring every inch of my body.

“That... was the best blowjob I’ve ever had,” he said, still catching his breath. “It was amazing, and you swallowed it all. I’ve never had that before.”

Smiling, I replied, “I thought you’d like that. From your moaning, I could tell you’ve never been sucked like that before—and I always swallow.”

His lips curved into a cheeky grin. “Now this is why I prefer older women. You just know how to have fun.”

We kissed again, the passion lingering between us. For a while, we lay there talking, kissing, and touching. My hand stayed wrapped around his cock, occasionally stroking it, teasing him. It didn’t take long for him to get rock-hard again, ready for round two.

I kissed him deeply, pulling him on top of me as I spread my legs. Our lips collided with passion as his hands began to wander. He worked his way down my body, lingering on my breasts, sucking each nipple until they were wet with his saliva and stiff with arousal. His kisses trailed lower, down my stomach, as he gently pushed my legs back to give himself full access to my soaked pussy.

He started by kissing my inner thighs, teasing me, before dragging his tongue across my clit and back again. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as his tongue glided up my wet slit. His attention to my clit was perfect—expertly alternating between flicking it with his tongue and sucking gently. Occasionally, his tongue darted into my slick hole, making me moan louder.

His hands cupped my breasts, fingers playing with my sensitive nipples as his mouth worked wonders on my pussy. For a young guy, he knew exactly what he was doing down there—better than most men his age, to my pleasant surprise.

Then he surprised me further, his tongue venturing to my back hole. The moment it flicked over my sensitive rim, I let out a deep moan, letting him know how much I enjoyed it. He alternated between licking my pussy and ass, sending waves of pleasure through me. After thoroughly devouring me, he began kissing his way back up my body.

I grabbed his hard cock, positioning it at my dripping entrance. Our lips met again, and I tasted myself on him. Wrapping my legs tightly around his waist, I pulled him in, guiding his cock deep inside me, all the way to the hilt.

We both groaned as he filled me completely. “Wait... what about protection?” he asked suddenly.

Smiling wickedly, I pulled him closer and kissed him again. “Don’t worry about that,” I whispered.

He got the message and began to thrust slowly, his cock gliding in and out of my tight, wet pussy. We clung to each other, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm. His mouth found my nipples again, sucking and biting them gently as he pumped into me.

It didn’t take long before my orgasm hit. My pussy clenched around him, gripping his cock like a vice. “Christ,” he muttered under his breath, feeling my muscles pulse around him. I held him tightly, riding out the waves of pleasure, our bodies locked together.

When my orgasm subsided, I smiled up at him, brushing his damp hair back. “You like fucking this pussy, don’t you? Does it feel good wrapped around your cock?” I whispered seductively in his ear. “I want you to fill me up. Give me that hot spunk—I need it.”

The dirty talk sent him over the edge. His thrusts became erratic, his body tensing as he groaned loudly. With one final deep thrust, he exploded inside me, unleashing a torrent of hot cum that filled me completely. I moaned as I felt each pulse, his cock twitching with every spurt.

“Good boy,” I thought, relishing the warm, sticky sensation of his release flooding me. There was nothing quite like the feeling of being filled like this—my favorite indulgence.

Once his climax subsided, he collapsed onto me, out of breath but with a satisfied grin on his face. We lay there for a moment, kissing softly. Eventually, he pulled out, and I told him to bring his cock to my mouth. I licked him clean, savoring the mix of our juices while he groaned at the sensation.

He played with my breasts as I used my fingers to scoop up the cum oozing out of me, licking them clean one by one.

“Now that is so fucking hot,” he said, watching me with wide eyes.

I smirked, kissing the tip of his cock before getting up to clean myself. In the bathroom, I took a moment to freshen up, feeling the pleasant ache in my body.

When I returned, Oliver was sprawled on the bed, his cock soft but his balls still looking full. “He’s got at least two more loads in him,” I thought to myself. I wasn’t going to let him leave until he was completely drained.

Before diving back in, I asked if he wanted a beer. When he said yes, I slipped on my robe and went downstairs. I grabbed a bottle for him and one for my husband, Carl, along with a glass of red wine for myself.

Carl was in his office, playing one of his games on the computer. I kissed him on the cheek and handed him the beer. “How’s it going?” I asked casually.

He smirked without looking up. “From all the moaning I’ve heard, I’d say it’s going well.”

I chuckled. “It’s going very well.”

Giving him another quick kiss, I headed back to the bedroom, determined to make sure Oliver left my house with nothing left in his balls.