Connie's Compulsions

Connie is a MILF. Why would you pass up the opportunity to fuck those beautiful titties of hers?

You eventually make your way to your room with her. Once there, you close the door and turn to her.

"What's this about, Connie?" you ask.

"I-I'm... not sure," she says, hesitating. She glances down at your crotch, then quickly back up to your eyes.

"What?" you ask.

"I didn't come here on purpose," she explains. Her eyes dart down to your pants again, linger there for a moment, then look back up at you. "That's not entirely true. What I mean is that I didn't mean to come here. I wasn't planning to. But then it's like my body took on a mind of it's own and I had to come over here."

You look at her, raising an eyebrow. "You know you're not making any sense, right?"

"I know," she says quickly. Her eyes are basically glued to your crotch now. Just the attention is starting to make you horny again. "Let's call it... compulsions. I didn't think about coming here. My body just did it on it's own."

The very next second, she gets down on her knees and reaches out to your pants. You feign surprise and back off.

"Connie, what the fuck are you doing?" you say, sounding shocked.

"I-I don't know!" she says, her voice ****. "I c-can't stop myself! I didn't want to go down to my knees, but I felt like I had to! And now..." She gulps. "And now I really need to strip you from the waist down."

"What?" you say as she quickly moves forward and grabs hold of your belt again.

"I said that I really need to free your cock from your pants and boxers." Her eyes go wide as her hands get to work stripping you. "No! That's not what I need to do. I need to leave. Yes." Her hands undo your pants and quickly pull them them down. She then grabs your boxers and shoves them to the floor, unleashing your semi-hard dick. "I should go," she says as she gently grabs the base of your cock. "I should really go right after I slobber all over your cock." With that, she brings her head down and starts licking up and down your shaft.

You gasp. "Fuck, Connie, if you wanted to suck my dick, all you had to do was ask."

She continues to slurp at your dick as she speaks. "I don't know why I'm doing this! *slurp* I can't help myself! *slurp* I'm trying to stop, but I just can't--- *slurp* can't stop myself from licking at your delicious dick. *slurp* Fuck, this really is a tasty dick you have." She brings her head up and brings the head of your dick into her mouth, sucking on it like a lollipop, swirling her tongue around it.

"Honestly, Connie," you say with a moan. "I don't really care why you're doing it. All I know is that you're really good at blowjobs."

With this last sentence, she takes the majority of your cock into her mouth. She gags a little on your cock, but doesn't stop the bobbing of her head. She licks up and down your shaft with every head movement. After a moment, she begins to hum, making your cock vibrate. You moan along with it.

She backs off your cock, a look of fear and regret on her face. "John, I'm sorry. What I'm doing is so wrong." She brings her hands up and starts jerking you off slowly, spreading her saliva along your shaft. "Really, I'd love nothing more than to keep sucking off your amazing, young cock until I can swallow your jizz---" She stops herself, blushing hard as she continues caressing your dick. After a moment, she brings her hand off of you and brings her mouth to the head of your dick. She begins kissing at it softly as her hands go to her button up shirt and start to undo it. "I mean... *kiss* I obviously really wanted this or *kiss* I wouldn't have done this." She doesn't seem to notice her hands going down her shirt and unbuttoning every button. "And I really hate *kiss* to leave my lovers blueballed *kiss* especially lovers *kiss* with such delicious dicks." Her shirt is now fully unbuttoned. She slips it off and reaches behind her to undo her bra. "Goddammit, I have such a filthy mouth *kiss* when I'm using it for such filthy tasks. *kiss* What I mean to say is that I really need to go." Her breasts spring free, flopping down in their own weight. Her nipples are dark and very round. She brings her hands back to jerk you off again as she backs off and looks at you.

"Before I go, though," Connie says, "I need you to promise that you won't tell your mom about this."

You smirk down at her. "Connie, why are your tits out?"

She blinks. "What? My tits aren't..." She looks down and sees her state of undress. She gasps. "Holy fuck, what am I doing?" She immediately starts to maneuver her body so that she can wrap her breasts around your manhood. She gulps and looks up. "I mean... I can't..." She looks down at the head of your dick poking through her cleavage. She looks back up at you. She frowns, then looks determined. "Fuck it. John, how would you like to fuck my big tits?"

You shiver at her blatant naughtiness. "Why, Connie, how very blunt of you."

She sighs. "If I'm going to do this, I'm going to go all in. Now, really, I don't care about your answer, because my boobs seem determined to get fucked by your dick." She starts thrusting her chest against your prick.

Her firm yet jiggly breasts feel amazing against your dick. Your slick cock slides easily up and down between your cleavage.

"God, I never thought I'd get to do this," you say.

Connie smirks at you. "You've jerked off to the thought of me a lot, haven't you? Don't think my daughter and I haven't noticed you peaking out through your window while we're sunbathing or in the pool. It's become a fun thing for us to talk about."

You moan. "What do you mean?"

She chuckles. "Oh, we have silly arguments about which of us you're looking at more when you're looking out through the window and jerking your meat. And yes, we can definitely tell you're doing it. You're not exactly hiding it."

You groan in pleasure and partial embarrassment.

She continues. "Hell, sometimes we do some deliberate things to tease you. Like when we take off our tops for some topless sun bathing and deliberately keep our backs to your window." She doubles her efforts, going faster on your dick. "So tell me. Which of us do you think about when you blow your loads?"

You gulp. "I-It depends. Most of the time, I just think about both of you going to town on each other and then blowing me at the same time."

Connie laughs. "I knew it. You're such a pervert, John." She looks down at your red, hard cock. "And your pervert balls are ready to pop for me, aren't they?" She looks up at you and fucks you as hard and fast as she can with her boobs. "Well, I want you to show me what a good job I did. Cum all over my tits, John. I really fucking need it."

The next moment, you grant her wish, letting your load loose onto her. You unleash spurt after spurt until you're spent. You stumble backwards a little, but stay on your feet.

Connie looks down at her cum covered chest. "Damn, I forgot how much younger folks can cum."

Your head is spinning both from the situation and from post-orgasm bliss. You can't help but notice, however, that you're still hard. Should you let Connie go or maybe have some more fun with her? Maybe you can lure her daughter over and make your deepest fantasy come true. Or maybe that can wait til later. The choice is yours.