No, she keeps going

Amanda's eyes searched mine for any hint of hesitation, but all she found was the raw, animalistic lust that mirrored her own. She bit her bottom lip, her hand still gripping my cock, and for a moment, I thought she might back out. Then she leaned in, her breath warm and sweet with a hint of tequila, and whispered, "Nothing's stopping me." before dropping to her knees in front of me. My heart raced as she peeled down my boxers and finally freed my erection before smiling up at me. She wasted no time and started stroking me and fondling my balls while taking my tip into her mouth and sucking on the bulbous head. Her mouth was hot and wet and I felt her tongue begin teasing my slit before she pulled her mouth away then ran her tongue from my ball sack up the underside of my shaft, then sucked me back into her mouth while stroking my at the same time, her eyes never leaving mine. I groaned out loud and threw my head back at the sensation, her technique obviously honed over years of experience.

Her hand was a tight fist around my base, stroking me in rhythm with her mouth as she began to deep-throat me. Each time she took me in, she moaned around my cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through me. I could feel the muscles in my legs start to shake and knew that if she didn't stop soon, I would cum right there and then. "Get up," I told her, my voice strained. "It's time for you to ride me and make your fantasy come true."

Amanda stood up, the lust for me obvious in her eyes, and followed me as I moved towards the couch. I sat down then watched as she climbed on top of me, straddling my lap. She reached back, pulling her thong to the side before she grabbed my cock and aligned it with her opening. Before the tip of my dick even parted her lips, I could tell she was dripping wet and with one hand braced on the back of the couch and the other on my shoulder for balance, she began to lower herself down onto me. She was so wet that I slid in easily and the feeling was everything I could have hoped for. Her pussy was tighter than I thought it would be after birthing two children, and the heat was intense. She moaned as I filled her up, her eyes rolling back in her head as she took me inch by inch until she was sitting on my hips and I was buried to the base inside her.

With the knowledge that Eric was passed out and snoring down the hall, the two of us still had enough sense to know we had to be quiet, but it also just added to my excitement. Amanda started off slowly, rocking her hips back and forth, sliding herself along my length, but it quickly became apparent that wasn't going to be enough for her and she started picking up her pace. It wasn't long before the sound of our bodies slapping together filled the quiet room with an occasional muffled cry from her mouth when the head of my cock banged into her cervix. She leaned forward over my shoulder, her hands now supporting her weight on the couch as she started going faster, and her pussy making wet, squelching noises as she rode me like a champ. I had my hands on her hips as she fucked herself on me, and I had to fight to keep from pulling her down and slamming myself into her, wanting to let her be in control for now.

"Fuck, Amanda, you feel so good!" I murmured into her ear, my hands sliding down to squeeze the two thick globes of her ass. "Your pussy is so hot, so tight around me." I whispered, earning a quiet moan from her lips. I could feel her pussy tightening around me as she got closer to orgasm, and I could tell my dirty talking was going to help push her over the edge. "You're so fucking sexy." I told her, "Every time I see you, I think about fucking you. You don't know how many times I've jerked off fantasizing about you."

Amanda leaned back, placing both of her hands on my shoulders and started to bounce faster on my cock, her eyes shut tight as she neared her climax. "I want you to cum on me," I whispered, my voice urgent. "Let me feel you cum on my dick Amanda." And just like that, she was there, her whole body tensing up and she brought her hand to her mouth, biting down on her knuckles to keep from screaming. I kept my hips thrusted up into her and watched as she rode the waves of her orgasm, her pussy rhythmically pulsing around me.

Eventually her contractions began to slow and she opened her eyes and looked down at me with a lazy smile on her face. Her cheeks were flushed and her chest was heaving with exertion and I didn't think she realized at first that I wasn't finished yet so I rocked my hips up into hers, letting her feel that I was still rock hard inside her. She looked surprised, then impressed and whispered, "You're not done yet?"

"Not even close, Amanda," I assured her, my voice gruff. "I told you I was going to make it worth your while, didn't I? Now get up and take that outfit off for me. I don't want to ruin it on you."

Amanda giggled then climbed off of me and began to undo the corset. Seconds later it was discarded on the floor, revealing her large, round breasts and pink, rock hard nipples. Her thong quickly followed, landing on the floor as she stepped out of it and giving me my first view of a tuft of neatly trimmed public hair in the shape of a narrow triangle that sat above an otherwise smoothly shaved pussy. I couldn't help but stare at her, my eyes taking in the site of her naked body before me and she looked at me with a mischievous glint, enjoying my obvious appreciation as she rolled her nylon stockings down her legs and stepped out of them.