Ugh!

Heather rolls off of the bed and approaches me, her thick, soft body bouncing to each step as her heavy softening schlong sways pendulously in front of her. She comes to stand before me with one hand on her hip. With her cock barely a foot away from my face she lingers a moment to look down on me in the most wonderfully dominant way. I gaze back up at her, my eyes wide and pleading. For a moment time seems to stop.

“You are going to make a lucky woman very happy someday, Elliot.” She pinches my chin.

“Yours will be the luckiest man in the world.” I whisper back.

“We’ll see.” A wistful smile flits across her blushed face. Lowering herself she kneels in front of me and begins to unbutton the shirt of my pajamas. “I’ve heard of friends with benefits but this is getting out of hand.” She quips as she pulls my shirt apart to reveal my chest and stomach. Pushing her palms up my torso she guides the shirt up and over my shoulders where it tumbles down to gather around my tied wrists. “We’re pushing this honey boy thing way past where it’s supposed to go.”

“I won’t tell anybody if you won’t.”

She laughs and kisses my tummy. “Silly boy.”

“Bum up.” She says as she takes a hold of my waistband. Needless to say I listen. “OH!” She giggles when my aching hard dick springs free as she pulls my bottoms down my legs. “Happy to see you too, fella.” After removing my pants she then pulls the garter from her own mighty cock to drop it down over my stiffy. Like in a game of ring toss the lacy loop twirls freely down my pole. Seeing it so loose around my member was a humbling and titillating reminder of our vastly disparate dimensions. Taking the bottom of the loop she tucks it under my balls so that it encircled the whole base of my junk. The soft lace tickles my scrotum and gooch. “Look at him in his fancy tuxedo! My goodness!” She fans herself as if catching sight of some well dressed beef cake. “So dashing!”

“You are something else, Heather.” I chuckle. “Please, don’t ever change.

With a wink she quips. “Why mess with perfection?”

“Ha!”

What was this feeling? I was having…fun! Usually sex was such a serious business as both me and my partner tried hard to be hot and sexy. But with Heather my soul felt light and free.

“Heather?”

“Yes, handsome?”

“I, um, I think I like being tied up.”

“Oh?”

“I think you’re going to give me a new fetish.”

“He he he!” With twiddling fingers she tickles my balls. “Well I’m glad I can still teach a guy a thing or two.”

“Ha ha ha!” I laugh and squirm at her tickling which gets her giggling even more. Then, all at once, Heather stops. A strange look of…longing comes over her as her eyes glide about my naked, helpless body. Was she thinking of Alexander? Was she having regrets? I couldn’t read her. “Heather?”

Standing as tall as she can on her knees she leans in and wraps me up into a big, squishy embrace. Raw flesh against raw flesh her soft, warmth presses into me and around me as she hugs me close.

“Heather?”

“Shhhh.” She kisses my cheek tenderly. “Shhh. Let me hold you, baby. Just…just let me hold you.”

“Okay.” I whisper.

And hold me she does. After a full minute passes I realize this was going to take awhile. I lightly lay my head down on her shoulder and allow her to take what she needed from me. It was…wonderful. Her skin was hot from her recent arousal and still moist with sweat. As always her flesh is so unbelievably soft. Never had I felt so much of it before as she does all she can to press as much of her against as much of me as she could possibly do. Her supple belly against my hardness is particularly nice. With soft nuzzles and even softer kisses along the tender flesh of my shoulder and neck she sends goosebumps spreading across my skin. Relaxing completely I give myself over to being snuggled. I don’t know what inspired this moment, perhaps it was simply a need for softness during her post-nut glow or something deeper, either way I let Heather hold me for a long as he heart desired and savor every single second of it.

When she eventually pulls away again and sits her butt down between her feet on the floor the trouble had passed. There is a calm, easy joy emanating off of her as she returns her attention to my penis without even a mention of what just happened.

“Okay. I warned you I’m out of practice.” Shifting closer she curls two fingers and a thumb around the base of my raging erection and licks her plump lips. “I’ll do my best.”

Without giving a chance to reply she wraps those lips around the knob of my cock!

“Oh!” I gasp as her warm wetness engulfs my knob. “Oh wow!”

“Hmm.” Settling in to get get comfortable she tucks her hair behind her right ear and begins to suck. Her voice high, soft and feminine she lets out the most delightful hum. “Mmmm.”

“Ohhh, Heather. Ohhhh.”

She looks up at me, her eyes dancing at the sounds of my joy, and begins to slowly bob up and down the top half of my dick. “Hmm. Mmm. Mmmm.”

Gazing down into her beautiful brown eyes I am consumed by them.

“Mmm. Hmmm. Mmm…glrgh!” She comes up suddenly after going too deep. Clearing her throat then swallowing hard she says with a laugh laugh. “Heh! You’re a big boy!” With a quick lick swirled around my knob she is back on me again in a blink.

Big boy? Big boy!? FUUUUCK! Nobody had ever called me big before. Certainly not Blair. Not said it and meant it at least. I knew I was only a humble five inches but by God Heather made me feel twice that size.

Her other hand rises to oh so tenderly cup my balls and begin to rub them as her lips glided smoothly up and down my boner. Her mouth felt soooo good. Everything was sooooo soft. Soooo gentle. By any objective measure Blair was superior at giving head. She sucked hard, deeper, faster and did things with her tongue that would make my eyes roll back. But Heather…it was just…it was more. It was all so much more. Her coos, her hums, the way she touched my manhood like it was the most precious and fragile thing in the world. And while she might not give blowjobs with the skill of a porn star she gave it earnestly and with of all her heart. She was an inappropriately older woman. She had a cock that dwarfed my own. I was bound to my chair. This ought to feel kinky and nasty. But instead it felt as natural as the sunrise. I never knew a beej could be beautiful. Heather made it beautiful. She made everything beautiful.

“Mmm. Mmmm. Mmmm.” With soft, crooning hums she glides up and down my shaft while the fingers that fondled my berries began to wander. Lower and lower the explore down my sensitive taint toward the hole she’d just been fantasizing about. As I would do for no other woman…I spread my legs wider and push my butt forward.

“Ohhh, Heather. Ohhhh my God.” I sigh as my passion swells. “You feel so gooood.”

“Hmmm.” Her middle finger strays from the rest to lightly push through my cheeks.

“Hah!” I gasp loudly as touches my anus.

“MMMM!”

Sucking hard and faster her finger begins to push and probe against my tight sphincter. My hips begin to rock causing me to push deeper into her mouth on the thrust up and increase the pressure against my asshole on the way down. All the while her gorgeous face beamed up at me and the strong aphrodisiac aroma of her ‘jelly’ still hung thick in my nostrils. This was so fucking GOOD!

“Heather…Heather I…I…!” In a flash I am suddenly gripped by an uncontrollable urge to cum! “Fuck! I’m gonna…!” My warning is too late as it hits me with the speed and **** of a bullet! “NNNGH!”

“HM!” Heather’s eyes flare wide and she lets out a soft hum of surprise as suddenly sperm is pumping into her mouth. “MMM!” Her face contorts at the unexpected taste of my semen flooding her palate but diligently her lips remain tightly sealed around my shaft. Going still she grips my base tightly in her hand while maintaining a hard suction with her mouth. “MM! Mmmm!”

I am rocked in my chair as my hard throbbing manhood unloads into her hot maw. “Hahhhhh!”

After a few hard pumps Heather has a decision to make and make it she does as I hear and feel a strong…“Glrp!”…as she swallows my jizz.

Not one creamy drop escapes her lips as I grunt and groan and writhe at the mercy of the climax that had seized me.

After what felt an age I tremble down the other side of my ecstasy to the sight of Heather’s hardened eyes staring up into mine. She raises an unamused brow as she lets my spent wiener flop from her lips.

“Sorry!” I gasp.

“You stinker!” She jabs my belly with a finger. “You need to let a girl know when you’re going to cum. It’s basic consideration.” Sticking out her tongue she cringes. “Ugh!”

“It happened again. I’m so sorry. It was just so…ohhhhh.” I melt back into my chair. “You’re too good for me, Heather. You’re too much.”

Smacking her lips she runs her tongue around her mouth. “I guess it wasn’t so bad.” By her reaction it hits me that she’d never, or at least rarely, swallowed a load before! “Mmm, actually not bad at all. Intense!” She draws a sharp sniff through her nose then lets the breath out her mouth. “But…manageable. But still! A little warning next time? It’s only gentlemanly. I won’t have my man not being a…I mean…you should be considerate, Elliot.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” After a beat I hoot. “Next time!?”

“IF there’s a next time.” She states firmly. “IF! And if I do I won’t let you off so easy if this happens again. Understood, young man?”

“Yes, Ma’am!” I say with a big grin. “I’ll be better.”

“Mmmm.” Her faux sternness fades, replaced by that wonderful warm smile again. She looked positively smitten as she watches my dick slowly shrink. “You were just excited, that’s all. Men are so excitable, aren’t they? Especially men your age.”

“Yeah. You can say that again! Whoo!”

“He he he! You’ll learn, baby.” With a single finger she pets my manhood like it were a pet hamster. “Mmm.” A contented hum accompanies her growing smile as she lays her cheek on my thigh and begins to treat my softening member with gentle little pecks and smooches. Nuzzling in she plants a hard kiss in the center of my shaft and whispers. “Good boy.”