It had been a few days since John and Susan had had their lust-filled encounter, days in which things hadn’t really changed for either of them.  When they had got over the initial feelings after they had fucked each other’s brains out, they talked about what they really wanted from each other.  Susan had been honest when she had told him she just really wanted sex, and John had been more than happy to give her what she wanted, twice that day as it happened.

In the short time since though Susan had discovered that she wanted more.  Even though she had only planned it as a one-time thing, when she thought back about the encounter a few days after she had found herself unable to control her need for satisfaction.  She was tempted to give John a call for a repeat performance, but decided instead to break out her trusty vibrator; as she held the magic little wand though she found herself thinking how much she’d prefer the real thing.  It just couldn’t replace a hot, throbbing cock.  One that, more importantly, was attached to someone who could pleasure her in ways technology simply couldn’t.  It didn’t stop her from using the toy though.

Lying naked on her bed she kissed the tip of the vibrator just as she had John’s cock after their first fuck, switched it on, and ran it down her body, letting the vibrations send little jolts through her as she led it between her breasts, over her stomach to her waiting pussy.  The tingling feeling on her cunt sent a wave of warmth through her entire body, and she was surprised at how wet she had become just by running the pulsating tip around her sensitive clitoris.  The wetness reminded her of how John’s tongue had made her juices flow and she kept this thought in her mind as she held the tip against her clit, nearly losing her grip when her legs suddenly snapped shut as an orgasm caught her by surprise.

Her toy had never made her cum that quickly before, and she assumed that it was the thoughts of the previous encounter that had triggered it.  She also remembered that John hadn’t stopped his assault of her cunt until she’d had an orgasm so big that she had nearly crushed his head between her legs.

Regaining control of her toy she held it against her clit, letting the vibrations course through her body, before moving it in circular motions around her sensitive little bud.  Her breath became faster and juices flowed freer as her body got ready to explode with pleasure.  And explode it did.  She had never felt anything like it before, particularly when using her toy, but the sensation she felt sweeping down her body towards her pussy made her physically lift her arse off the bed.  This was quickly followed by a warm, wet sensation on her hand.

She had heard the more ‘adventurous’ people at work talking about ‘squirting’ but never really thought it actually happened, at least not to people like her.  There hadn’t been a great deal of liquid, and at first, she had thought she’d wet herself, but the neutral, if not almost sweet smell of the liquid on her hand soon reassured her, she even, hesitantly, risked a quick taste, something she would never have done before her adventure with John, and was pleasantly surprised.

When she finally regained her senses, and her breathing had slowed down she reflected on the last couple of days and came to the conclusion that her sex life had been on hold for far too long.  While her toy had bought her joy, she realised that she wanted a man and she was pretty sure where she would be able to find a willing one when she needed him.  She also realised that she needed to change her bedding.

John had never answered his phone as quickly as he did when he saw her name come up on the display.  He had tried to play it cool on the few times he had seen Susan at work, but it took all his willpower not to pull her in for a lingering kiss each time.

 ‘Hello?’ he said as he answered.  He knew it was her, but, as with many of his generation, he still answered phone calls as if he didn’t; knowing just wasn’t natural.

‘Hi, John, it’s Susan,’ she replied, speaking with a confidence that had grown out of their tryst.  ‘I know we never really discussed it, but I was wondering if you wanted to get together again.’

‘I’d love to,’ he said trying not to sound too eager, even though his mind was screaming wow, my very first booty call.  ‘What were you thinking, dinner and a film, or just pub and a chat?’ he asked, though he was obviously hoping she’d just want...

‘I was actually wondering if you’d like to come over and we could fuck each other’s brains out,’ she said, finishing his hope in the way he dared not ask.  ‘I mean, I’m not discounting the possibility of a date, but to be honest, all I want right now is a warm body, a willing partner, and a cock that doesn’t need batteries.  Are you okay with that?’

Her honesty and directness took him by surprise.  Indeed, up until a few days ago, he had never really thought of her in a sexual way.  Yes, he found her attractive and really admired her body, but that was not why he liked her.  She was funny and interesting, when they had worked together he had enjoyed spending time with her because she made the day fly by, and she made him think.  Now he found he had to push these thoughts out of his mind before he fucked up a good thing.

‘Well, it’s not something I’ve ever thought about outside of fantasy, especially not in my life anyway.  I mean a beautiful lady just wanting me for my body is pretty much every young man’s dream.  I just wish it had happened when I was a young man,’ he replied, quickly adding before she thought he was having doubts, ‘I can be there in ten minutes, five if you’re desperate.’

‘No, not desperate,’ she lied, giggling at the thought.  It had been two days since her session with her toy, and she had left it as long as she could before phoning him.  ‘But get here soon.’

Nine minutes later John was stepping through her door and pulling her into him for a long, passionate kiss.  Thinking about her on the short drive over had given him an erection, and he did nothing to stop her from feeling it pressing against her as their bodies came together.

‘Ready and willing I see,’ she said as he finally let her up for a breath; ‘and feel,’ she added as she grabbed his hard cock through his trousers.

‘Oh yes,’ he replied before surprising her by throwing her over his shoulder, slapping her arse, and carrying her up the stairs.  He put her down as soon as he reached the top, partly because he didn’t actually know which room was her bedroom, but mostly because he wasn’t as young and fit as he used to be, and he wanted to put as much energy as he could into pleasing her once they were in bed.

Taking his hand Susan led him into her bedroom where they carried on their kiss, only stopping when they got to parts of their clothing they couldn’t get off without breaking their embrace.

Once they were both naked John realised that, despite all they had done together, this was the first time he had actually seen her body, and he breathed in the sight before him as if it were oxygen.

‘What?’ she asked, raising her hands to cover herself, thinking that his long pause was a bad thing.

‘Don’t,’ he replied, gently grabbing her arms.  ‘You’re beautiful, and I just want to take it all in.’

While she had just wanted a sexual encounter, she couldn’t help but feel enlivened by his comment.  The warmth she felt coursing through her body was echoed by the smile that filled her face with light and joy.  But, while her heart and soul welcomed the compliment, it made her body want him even more and, while he was still transfixed by her body, she pushed him down onto the bed and jumped on top of him.

Before he even realised what was happening she had positioned herself just above his steel hard cock, and in one swift, satisfying move engulfed him inside her hot cunt.  The smile on her face remained, but now it was one of pure lust.

Regaining his senses John looked into her eyes and saw that she had been taken over by her desire.  He knew that if she could see herself as he saw her now she would recognise the look as the one he’d had during their first session.  He also knew that, while she was in control of this entire situation, she wasn’t really in control of herself.  She had a need and he was just there to help her fulfill it.  And he was more than happy to just enjoy the ride; literally.

Getting used to the feeling flowing through her Susan let her body take charge.  The sensation that John throbbing cock gave her made her want to keep it inside her forever, she swore she could feel his pulse through the hard rod, which sent jolts of joy through her clit to the rest of her body.  The feeling was intensified when she raised herself almost to the tip of his cock only to plunge back down.  The pleasure this gave her made her lose control of rationale and she kept going, up and down over and over.  The effort that it took barely registered in her lust-filled state, she didn’t even hear John’s cry of pain as her nails clawed into his chest, almost to the point of drawing blood.

As her orgasm hit her she instantly realised that she had been completely out of control, but her body still wouldn’t let her stop.  John, recognising the look of confusion and panic in her eyes, simply took her head in his hands and brought her down to kiss her.  While her pussy was still gripping onto his cock, reason returned to her mind, and his kiss reassured her that everything was alright.  As her orgasm died down her body followed suit, and the effort that she had put into their fucking started to take its toll.

Taking control of the situation John brought both his hands down onto Susan’s arse cheeks with a smack, both the sound and feeling of which sent another shiver through her body.  Grabbing each wonderful globe he began to drive his cock inside her with a similar intensity to that which she herself had used; the only real difference was that John alternated his pace and power so that Susan never knew what to expect from one thrust to the next.

Feeling his own orgasm fast approaching he increased his speed until he was at the point of no return.  Releasing his grip on her arse he timed his final thrust into her with another slap on her delicious cheeks, and the sensation of the stinging heat on her arse and his flooding her cunt with hot cum sent Susan over the edge once again and she came once more.  As her orgasm hit she felt the same sensation she had the last time she had used her toy, soaking John’s pulsing cock with liquid as he had flooded her with his own.

They held each other, kissing as they came down from their respective orgasms.  Their bodies glowed and were soaked with sweat, and so hot that they would see steam coming off them if it were colder in the room.

After a couple of minutes, Susan suddenly remembered how much she had enjoyed John sharing their combined juices with her after their first encounter.  Kissing her way down his body until she reached his still semi-hard cock, slick and shiny from their lovemaking she licked it from base to tip, savouring the taste as much as she had the first time.  Unable to resist, she then took the whole shaft into her salivating mouth, sucking it as she brought her mouth back up as if to clean every last drop of their juice from him.

Had he been younger, such attention would have had his cock standing to full attention once more, but, sadly, it only grew slightly in her mouth.  As she let his cock slip from her mouth she noticed a pool of their juices lying just at the base which she eagerly lapped up, swallowing the nectar before she even considered sharing it with John.

Returning to the head of the bed she kissed him once more, torturing him with the hint of their fuck fluids still on her lips.

‘Didn’t even think of sharing any with me, huh,’ he joked, smacking her arse as she got out of the bed.

‘If it’ll get me a spanking I might never share again,’ she giggled.  She had never really thought about it before, but she had loved the tingles he had sent through her body the few times he had slapped her arse since walking through the door.  And, in her newly found spirit of sexual adventure, she wanted to try more.  She wiggled her arse suggestively as she bent down to pick up her robe, and would have smiled her broad smile had she noticed the twitch it sent through John’s cock, before leaving to go and clean herself up.

‘Well that was almost embarrassing,’ Susan said as she returned, though John’s attention was taken away from what she was saying by the fact that she was holding her robe closed tightly which had pushed her boobs up and together like a wonderbra.

‘Wh-what?’ John asked, shaking the thought of her boobs from his mind.  He found it strange that here was a woman he’d seen naked; indeed whose pussy he had licked his own cum from, yet seeing her dressed like this made his mouth water just as much.

Well, you know Tara, Kev’s ex-girlfriend?’’ she said with a quizzical look at John, wondering what had distracted him. Kevin was her son, and John had known him both from his early friendship with her and the fact that Susan had got him a job in the store after he finished school, but it had been a couple of years since he had seen him.  He had moved on to bigger and better things now, having relocated to Leeds for work shortly after the first Covid lockdown had been lifted.

‘No, I don’t think so,’ John replied, making a mental note to ask how he was getting on.  Preferably at a time they weren’t both naked.

‘I’m sure you do.  She works in the store.  Anyway, they split up when Kev moved ‘cos she didn’t want to go.  But, as she was living here at the time, and didn’t really have anywhere else to go – bloody Covid – I told her she could stay.  We get on well anyway, and it’s nice to have someone around...  What?’ she had been so focused on what she was saying she had started to ramble, but the smile that had appeared on John’s face had made her stop.

‘I have no idea what you’re talking about, but this is the longest conversation we’ve had for an age.  It just reminded me of when we first met and you couldn’t stand a silence that lasted longer than two seconds.’ He answered, still smiling.

‘Well, our mouths have been too occupied to talk lately,’ she said with a sexy little giggle.  ‘Anyway, I hadn’t tied my robe and Tara almost caught me with the ‘goods’ out.’

‘Lucky Tara,’ John replied.  ‘’I was going to go and grab something to drink but, knowing that she’s here, I’d better put something on.’

‘Can you grab me a bottle of water, please?’ she asked as he pulled his boxers on and went downstairs.

John assumed that Tara had either gone out as he saw no sign of her as he walked through the house.  He decided to use the bathroom after dropping off the drinks, but as soon as he opened the door he realised he was wrong.  The sight that greeted him as he opened the door was one of sheer delight.

He had always loved a shapely bum, but the vision of Tara bent over the wash basket was mouth-watering.  Her arse, even covered as it was in light grey yoga pants was almost perfect in his eyes.  It curved as if it were sculpted by Michelangelo, and the small shadows created simply showed the lines off to their best effect.  He didn’t even need to touch it to know that there would be a firmness to her arse, and the best way his mind could describe it at this exact moment was spankable.

The position she was in though showed him something else, between her legs the yoga pants did nothing to hide the outline of her pussy.  Between this and the sight of her sweet arse cheeks, John felt a firmness in his own pants and, before she even realised he was there, he was back in Susan’s bedroom.

Without saying a word he grabbed her as she lay on the bed, pulled her hips up until she was on all fours, flipped her robe over onto her back so he could see her own delightful arse.  Then, in one powerful thrust, he buried his steel-hard cock inside her.  The lust that had started with the sight of Tara bent over and took him to an animal state, much like Susan’s own barely half an hour ago, and he rammed his tool into her over and over without saying a word.

After getting over the initial shock, Susan was driven back into an animal state of her own.  The feeling of being taken so roughly soon started to overwhelm her senses, and her body was responding with one orgasm after another.  And, while John, apart from the occasional guttural grunt, was silent, Susan squealed her delight every time he thrust his hard cock inside her.  And thrust he did.  Every powerful drive of his hips showed on her arse cheeks as they were propelled forward with the force of his strokes.  He reached down and grabbed her hips for some stability but, when the animal lust in him started to wane, he released them only to bring his hand down on her arse with a sound like a very slow applause.

The sound was only broken by Susan screaming ‘yes’ over and over as she came again and again.  The pleasure she felt with his cock driving into her cunt and the slight, pain from the spanking had her in a sexual state that she had never felt before.

John’s own sexual state was one which he would have been proud of if he had been a caveman but, possibly from the fatigue he was starting to feel, along with his own fast-approaching orgasm, his mind was starting to regain control.  It was only then that he noticed their reflection in the full-length mirror on her cupboard.  And, proud though he was at the sight of him fucking a beautiful woman, it was something beyond that which caught his attention.

He noticed that he hadn’t closed the bedroom door properly, and in the opening, he could see Tara watching them.  Her eyes were fixed on them like a cat focused on its pray, her bottom lip was clenched between her teeth, and her plain white t-shirt was pulled tight over her small but pert breasts by one of her hands gripping it while the other hand was getting dangerously close to the delight he’d seen between her legs.

The sight of this young woman turned on by his and Susan’s display fuelled his lust, and with one last, forceful shove he plunged his cock into Susan’s willing cunt and held it there as he erupted inside her.

Spent of both energy and fluid John collapsed on the bed, rolling over so he was facing the door, but Tara was nowhere to be seen.  Had she been there at all?  Or was it just his lust-driven mind putting visions of that which had started his latest sexual exploit to fuel him till the end?

Whichever, if either question was right Susan had been fucked like she’d never been fucked before, and the sweat which covered both of them coupled with the combination of both their fluids seeping from her satisfied cunt had made them both realise that their sexual adventures together were still only just beginning.