Straightforward missionary sex

"I want you," he replies and pulls you onto the bed.

You chuckle and sprawl out. Old Bill stands up at the foot of the bed and looks down at your naked body, a smile on his face. He has an unwashed roughness about him, a tragic sort of strength, but he is also surprisingly gentle.

You part your thighs and move your hand down to your pussy as he begins to undress. His skin is pale and a little loose, as if he was once quite muscular but has since lost most of his definition. He has military tattoos on his arms.

He unbutton his jeans and a large uncircumsized cock springs out of his boxer shorts. It's long, thick, and very veiny. The pale hood of skin doesn't quite cover a bulging cockhead. You push a finger between your lips and feel the moisture inside your warm pussy. To your surprise, you're more than ready for Bill.

"What are you waiting for?" You ask with a grin.

Bill kneels on the bed between your legs and guides his cocks to your hand. You reach out and take hold of him, tugging back the hood and positioning his sensitive cock at the juicy entrance of your pussy.

"I'll be gentle," Bill promises.

"Don't be too gentle," you reply and pull his cock into your hungry pussy.

You and Bill groan in unison at the sensation of his hard prick sliding into your tight cunt. You're very wet, but he's so big it's still a slow entry. When you feel his balls nestle against your ass you know he's buried to the hilt in your hot hole.

"Oh my God," Bill laughs. "That feels amazing."

"Been a while for me too," you agree.

Bill begins to move in and out, not quite leaving you on each upward stroke, his thrusts even and deep. He is quiet, but you moan each time his cock fills you up. You lift your legs and wrap them around him to give him deeper penetration.

The small room grows swelteringly hot. The smell of sweat and the musk of sex fills the air. The pleasure of the older man fucking you begins to build in your sweat-slicked stomach. His cock drags against your clit. You lean up and kiss him without thinking. Your eyes meet. His lips part and your tongues intertwine.

When you pull away you hold his lower lip between your teeth and pull it out before releasing it. He grabs your soft breasts in his callused hands and squeezes them. His thrusts become more urgent. His face contorts with pleasure.

You're almost taken off guard when your orgasm swells inside you. Pleasure, liquid and flowing, surges through your body. You cry out and throw your arms around his neck. Your inner walls flutter and contract around Bill's invading cock.

Your pleasure feeds into his. His thrusts become powerful and slow. His cock stiffens.

"I'm going to cum," he says and he reaches between your bodies.

"Inside me," you moan, working your hips beneath him. "On the pill."

"Ohhh," he smiles with satisfaction and lets his hand drop back to your breast.

You feel him cum. His cock throbs and jerks inside you. You can feel the warmth of his semen spurting deep inside your cunt. Bill holds himself rigid, nearly motionless, just rocking his hips a little as he drains his load into you. You hold him inside you for several seconds after he finishes cumming and then he rolls off. His juices ooze out of your pussy and down to your asshole.

You are both panting for breath, flushed with pleasure, and drenched in sweat. The smell of sex is overpowering, but its yours and his, so it only heightens the afterglow.

"That was amazing," you say.

"Yeah," he agrees, at a loss for words.

You look at each other and laugh. You kiss and absently fondle one another with affectionate hands. Your hand gradually moves to Bill's cum-drenched cock. You wrap your fingers around it and begin to stroke up and down his shaft. It isn't long before he stirs in your grasp. You kiss him again and give his shaft a playful squeeze.

"Ready for dessert?" You ask.

"What's on the menu?" Bill counters.

"Anything you want," is your answer, and you mean it.

"Well," Bill bites his lip, "that's a tough one, but I'd have to say..."