Erica laughed again at the sight of me weak and spent, but put her fingers to work gliding over my body, tracing the contours of my muscles.  “God, look at you.  It’s a good thing you never spent the night with Jason, or this might have happened a couple of years ago.”

That was enough to pull me at least partially out of my stupor.  I opened my eyes, and my surprise must have been evident.

“Oh yeah,” she said.  “I’ve had to get myself off every time I saw you shirtless since you and Jason were on the same baseball team.  When I saw that video of you jerking it to me, I knew I had to have you.”

At that moment, I really wished I’d been better friends with Jason.  My dick wasn’t real happy with the thoughts flashing through my head.  I sucked in a sharp breath through my nose from the shock that shot up my spine.

She chuckled and lifted her left leg up onto the bed, parting her thighs.  “Look.”

Despite the protests from my still softening prick, I propped myself up on my elbow.  There was no missing the darker spot on her dark blue panties.  She ran a finger over the wet spot and then lifted her panties away from her body.  There were little globs of pussy juice and strands of it stretching between her panties and her hairy pussy.

“Look how creamy you’ve got me,” she said.  Then she quickly swiped a finger between her pussy lips, brought it to her mouth, and sucked it clean.

“Oh fuck,” I said as I fell onto my back.

She giggled.  “I love it.  There’s nothing like a man who’s weak as a kitten from blowing his load.  But, you’re young.  You’ll be hard as a rock and ready to pound this pussy in no time.”

I wasn’t so sure of that, considering the way my dick was screaming at me.

I felt the dip in the mattress vanish when she stood up, and opened my eyes.  She was facing away from me, and when she saw I was looking, she grabbed her tits.  It was strangely exciting to see her bare back in that lingerie while she did that.  After a quick squeeze, she sensually slid her hands down her sides to her ass.  She cupped her butt cheeks, squeezed them, and then hooked her thumbs underneath her panties.

My dick still wasn’t happy about all the stimulation, but its protests were fading.  Jason’s mom pushed her panties down while swaying her hips back and forth.  Once she’d fully revealed her ass, she bent over slowly, pushing her panties down her legs.  She was bent nearly double when they reached her ankles, giving me an amazing view of her ass and pussy.

She pulled her left leg out, and the elastic caused her panties to snap over to her right ankle.  After another quick step, she held her panties out to her side while standing up straight.  She looked over her shoulder, gave them a toss, and then turned to face me.  She combed her fingernails through her pussy hair, and then strutted back to the bed.

I sat up and spun on my butt to watch her as she crawled into the bed and reclined on the pillow.  She parted her legs and slowly slid a finger up and down her slit.

She said, “Now that you’ve let some pressure off, you should be able to last longer when you’re hard and ready to fuck this pussy.  If you jerk off before you go on a date or out to hook up, it will not only do that, it should also let you think with the head on your shoulders, and not the one between your legs.”

I nodded.  That made sense.

“But for the love of god, don’t do it in the shower.  It clogs the drain, and you know what it is when you have to clean it out.  Don’t use a sock or something either.  The smell...”  She scrunched up her nose and made a gagging sound.  “Tissues or paper towels.  Bury them in the trash can, and dump the trash yourself often enough that your mother doesn’t feel compelled to do it.”

I was getting too much information on a couple of fronts there.  I made a mental note to stop whacking it in the shower and ditch the cum sock when I got home.  The creepy feeling was mitigated quite a bit by the fact she was still fingering her pussy and caressing her tits while she talked.

“You are smart enough to be using condoms, right?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

“That will help you last too.”  She moaned and dipped a finger into her pussy before saying, “You were paying attention that night, and it paid off.  Watching how a girl makes herself come is like cheating.  You can figure out what she likes and do it yourself.  Most girls are going to be too shy to tell you or play with themselves for you, so you’re going to have to experiment and learn to pick up on the cues.”

The entire encounter was like advanced sex education, and for the first time in my life, I was paying real attention to my teacher.

She gave me a crooked grin and said, “I’m not shy.”

With that, she buried two curled fingers in her pussy and groaned – her back arching up from the mattress.  Already put on notice to pay attention, it wasn’t lost on me how she’d curled her fingers and sort of sent them up instead of straight into her pussy.  As she’d done that night months before, she pinched her right nipple with her other hand and pulled on it hard enough to stretch her tit out.  When she let go, it snapped back and her breast jiggled.

Her other boob got the same treatment while her buried fingers were obviously moving inside of her.  She wasn’t really fucking herself with them, but she was definitely doing something.

After giving her boob a final squeeze, she moved her hand between her legs.  She circled two fingers over her clit and let out a long moan.  Once the sound faded, she asked, “You are paying attention, aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” I said – never taking my eyes off her playing with that hairy pussy.

“Then show me.  Rub my clitty for me.”

I scooted closer and replaced her fingers with my own as soon as she moved them.  I replicated the two finger circles she’d been doing.

“A little more pressure,” she instructed.  Her back lifted up from the mattress and she grunted when I followed through.  “Now faster.  That’s right.  There you go.  Rub that clitty.”

Again, having her tell me I was doing something right gave me chills.  I doubled down, trying to go faster, but it wasn’t really working.

Erica held up her hand and waved her fingers back and forth.  “Try that.”

I switched it up, and that definitely let me go faster.

She let out a yelp and lurched.  “Oh, fuck yes,” she cried.

I was on cloud nine watching this sexy woman writhe and moan from something I was doing.  After a few seconds, I heard the slurp of her pulling her fingers out of her pussy.  They were covered in her juices all the way past the second knuckle, and a drop had even run down the back of her hand.  She brought them to her lips and sucked them clean with a loud moan.  Then she licked up what was on the back of her hand.

“Your turn,” she said.  “Slide those fingers into my pussy.”

I curled up two fingers the same way I’d seen her do it to herself, and then tried to duplicate the kind of scooping motion she’d used to slide them in her.

“Curl them a little more.”  She gasped when I obeyed and must have hit the right spot.  “Right there.  Now go like this,” she instructed while moving her fingers in a beckoning gesture.

I smiled when doing that caused her to whimper.

“Fuck yes.  Just like that.  And don’t stop frigging my clit.”

I got both sets of fingers moving, and it was obviously working.  She was writhing more, moaning louder, starting to whimper, and her cheeks were getting red.  Seeing the obvious effects of what I was doing had me absolutely mesmerized.

A couple of back-to-back yelps escaped her after a little while, and then she said, “Y-you do eat pussy don’t you?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Then show me.”

As I attempted to pull my fingers out of her, she quickly sat up and grabbed my wrist.  “The fingers stay.  You should be staying focused on my clit anyway.  Once a girl is warmed up, you get on that clit and stay on it until she can’t take any more – and I’m long past warmed up.”

As soon as I got the fingers buried in her pussy moving again, she let go of my wrist and fell back onto the pillow.  She squeezed those big tits hard and said, “Eat that Milf pussy.”

It was actually easier to get in position than it had been the last time with Becky, when I’d tried out fingerbanging her while licking her.  Only moving my fingers also wasn’t as difficult to coordinate.  Erica let out a squeal and her hand slapped onto the back of my head as soon as my tongue swiped her clit.

“Fuck yes!” she cried as soon as the squeal ended.  “Harder.  Harder.  Ohhh, there you go.  Just like that.”

Once again, having this sexy, experienced woman praising what I was doing sent shivers up and down my spine.  She was lifting her hips and pushing down on my head as she writhed beneath me.  I could feel a drop of her juices starting to run down the back of my hand from how wet she was.  Having her pussy hair tickle my nose while I was eating her was new, and more exciting than I would have thought.  I licked her clit as hard and fast as I could, trying to make her come.

I thought I might have sent her over the edge when she cried fuck and both hands ended up on the back of my head.  Apparently she wasn’t there yet, because she wrenched my head at an angle.  Still in eager student mode, it wasn’t lost on me that it was a little like how she’d instructed me to rub her clit.  So I twisted my shoulders to take some of the pressure off my neck and licked her at closer to a ninety-degree angle from how I’d started.

Erica growled, and then said in a breathless voice, “Good boy.  God damn!”

After a little while doing that and reveling in the sound of her whimpering and moaning, I quickly twisted my head the opposite direction and attacked her clit that way.  Her gasp followed by a chuckling moan was music to my ears.

Her fingers entwined in my hair and she said, “That’s right.  You’re licking that pussy so good.”

Her whimpers were getting louder and more frequent.  I decided to go for broke and try something Becky had asked me to do.  I didn’t quite get hold of her clit with my lips on the first attempt.  Erica let out a frustrated moan as I was trying again.  It changed into a squeaky cry and the fingers clenched in my hair pulled at the roots when I managed to latch on.

“Oh shit!” she cried.  “Yes!  Harder!”

I was happy to do that, but she immediately repeated the word harder.  I backed off the suction for a fraction of a second, parted my lips a little wider, and sucked hard.  I got not just her clit but part of her pussy lips as well, which made a stronger seal.

Erica squealed.  Her hips lifted and her hand shoved me tight against her at the same time.  I followed along as she cried out new instructions one after another.

“Fuck!  Yes!  Use your tongue!  Lick it!  Shake your head!”

I wasn’t able to shake my head much without losing suction, but she was squirming beneath me and whimpering like crazy, so I guess it was good enough.  I sucked hard, flicked my tongue up and down, and shook my head from side to side.  I could almost feel the energy building inside her.  I realized that I’d kind of forgotten about the fingers in her pussy while I concentrated, so I got them moving again.

Her scream was a sweet reward for that.

“Oh my fucking god!  Don’t stop!  Don’t you fucking stop!  You’re gonna make me come!  Gonna make me fucking come!”

She went stiff and silent for a few seconds after that, and then suddenly I heard the beginning of a scream, which was immediately muffled by her thighs clamping down on my head.

Her pussy squeezed around my buried fingers so tightly that imagining how it would feel if it was my dick instead caused it to finally start getting hard again.  She had my head so well trapped that I was able to keep hold of my mouthful of pussy despite her bucking and thrashing like she was possessed.  Her nails were digging into my scalp and she was wrenching my neck every which direction, but I had a grin on my face so wide that my cheeks ached the whole time.

It must have been more than a minute before her thighs snapped open as quickly as they’d closed.  A weak and trembling hand pushed against the top of my head, but I still had a mouthful of pussy, and I didn’t let it go.  I shook my head as quickly as I could without losing suction, which caused her to stiffen and let out a rapid-fire series of whimpers.

I let go in a hurry when fingers that had desperate strength yanked up on my hair.  The moment I gasped and lifted my head, her other hand darted in to cover her pussy.  I looked up to see her arch her back so high that only her feet and the top of her head were touching the bed.  I sat back and watched her collapse back down on the mattress with a pained yelp.

Her face, neck, and even her chest were flushed red.  The light glistened off a sheen of sweat on her face, and I could see where a couple of drops had rolled down her face from her hairline.  Her eyes were pinched tightly closed as she twitched and jerked through the aftershocks of her orgasm.

I reached down to give my once again rock-hard dick a squeeze.  There was an odd, aching numbness to my erection, but nothing I couldn’t deal with.  The sight of her almost completely senseless filled me with pride and wonder.

She was panting for breath and muttering some almost-words as she slowly settled.  After a stuttering gasp, her eyes opened.  “H-holy shit,” she said barely loud enough for me to hear.  Her eyes snapped shut again, and she stiffened, curling up.  A grunt escaped her a few seconds later when she relaxed from the lingering shock of orgasmic energy.

“Did you come hard?” I asked.

A brief, weak chuckle escaped her.  “What do you think?”  She chuckled again and said, “Well, you learn fast.  You do that for one of those inexperienced little girls your age, and she’s going to flat out worship you.”

That set me to grinning again.

Erica moaned and said, “Fuck, you got me good.”  She nodded her head upward and said, “Come here.”

When I got up onto my knees, she moaned and lifted her eyebrows, having apparently just noticed that I was hard again.  I moved to the head of the bed and she pulled me down into a brief hungry kiss.

“I taste so good on your lips,” she said with our lips almost touching.  Then she licked my chin.

Her licking her pussy juice off my chin caused me to growl.  Apparently understanding how much it turned me on, she chuckled while lapping my face like a puppy.  She even paused once to let out a little bark before giving me another long swipe of her tongue.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I said once she relaxed back onto the pillow.

She reached out and let her fingers glide over my erection, “And you’re hard again.  Bring that cock over here.”

A little shuffling on my knees put me next to the pillow.  She moaned, rolled onto her side, and started suckling on the tip.  I put my hand on the back of her head and groaned.  She only gave me head for a few seconds before pulling back and letting it slip out of her mouth with a pop.

“A little numb, and maybe achy?” she asked while caressing my balls.

“It’s not that bad,” I was quick to reassure her.

“It’s perfect,” she said.  “I was hoping you’d get hard fast after coming so you’d be a little desensitized.  Between that and a condom you should be able to give this pussy a good pounding.”

She gave the head a few quick licks, which made me shudder.  I groaned, “Oh, fuck yeah.”

Erica rolled onto her back again and spread her legs.  “Get down there and warm me up with that silver tongue of yours.”

I didn’t hesitate in the slightest.  She laughed as I hurried to position myself between her legs and dive in.

Before I could lean into the V of her legs, she said, “No fingers this time.  I just want you to lick me.”

That was fine by me.  I went straight after her clit, and with a little experience under my belt, latched on hard.

She squealed – the sound mingled with laughter – and pulled lightly on my hair.  “Whoa there, eager for the beaver.  I said lick me and warm me up, not eat me like you’re starving.”

I let her clit slip from my lips and said, “Sorry.”

She moaned and said, “Nothing to be sorry about.  I just want to come on that cock this time.”

I switched up to licking her clit hard, as she’d instructed me a short while before.

She said, “That’s right.  Get a good taste of that Milf pussy.”

After a little bit, I turned my head again, but to the right instead of the left as she’d started me before.  She moaned in approval, and then yelped when I paused and sucked her clit for just a second while turning my head to the opposite side.

Right after I went back to licking her from straight on, she pushed on the back of my head.  I wisely didn’t resist this time, and backed away from her pussy.  She rolled onto her side and reached out to the chest of drawers between the beds.  On top were a couple of condoms that I hadn’t even noticed were there.  She snatched one up and playfully tossed it at me while rolling onto her back.

I tore the packaging open blindly, because she was rubbing her clit and breathing hard.  I looked down long enough to check which way the condom was rolled, and to slip it over the head of my dick, then turned my attention back to her while pinching the tip and rolling it down my shaft.

I’d noticed it felt a little odd from the moment I opened it, and that became even more evident as I covered my dick in latex.  I saw Erica lick her lips and push three fingers deep into her pussy before she asked, “A little snug?  It’s an extra-strength condom.  One more thing that should help you last longer.”

“It’s a little tight at the bottom, but okay,” I said.

She pulled her fingers out of her pussy and put them to work on her clit again.  “Mmm... it would be even tighter down there if you didn’t have that big cock.  The ring of rolled-up rubber would be thicker.  You checked which way it was rolled and pinched the tip.  Guess you weren’t lying about using condoms.”

I shook my head as I made my way between her bent knees.

She shuddered and gasped.  “Oh my god, I’ve been fantasizing about this for so fucking long.  Give me that hard young cock.  Tear this pussy up.”

As I took my dick in hand, she tried to spread her pussy, but her fingers were too slick.  She quickly switched hands and gave me a wide-open view of the pink center that was visibly wet.  I rubbed the head of my dick up and down her slit to get it slippery, and then took aim with my heart racing.

I grunted and paused as my dick popped inside her, because she was just as tight as any other girl I’d fucked.  If she was a slut like the rumors said, it sure hadn’t worn out that pussy.  Her eyes shot wide open and she gasped at the same time.  Then her head slammed down onto the pillow hard.  Her hands likewise thudded into the mattress and she bunched up the bedclothes in clawed fingers.

Her voice high-pitched and strained, she cried, “Oh my fucking god!”

A warbling cry passed her lips as I pushed on, burying my dick in that soaking wet pussy.  She grunted when my balls settled against her, and she hooked her feet behind my butt.

I wiggled my hips a little, which made her jolt and groan.

She looked up at me with wide eyes and said, “You are so fucking hard.  So fucking deep.  Let me see.”

Her feet dropped back down to the bed, and as much as I wanted to start pounding that pussy, I resisted.  She sat up, braced an arm behind her, and then spread her pussy lips with her fingers.

“God, look at the way that cock is stretching my pussy,” she said.

Some part of my brain took that literally, and I looked down.  She wasn’t exaggerating.

She tickled her clit as she said, “Take it easy and let me get used to it.  It’s been forever since I had a cock this big and this hard.  Enjoy it while it lasts, because there’s an expiration date on those rock-hard erections – trust me.”  She let out a chuckling moan.

“I’ll go slow,” I said, even though I knew it was going to be easier said than done.

“See if you can tell when I’m ready without me telling you,” she said as she reclined once more and let her feet fall from behind my butt.  She then squeezed her tits hard in both hands.  “And frig my clit while you’re stuffing me with that big cock.”

I tried, but the angle was awkward.  Her leg was kind of in the way.  I fumbled around, trying to replicate how I’d rubbed her clit earlier.

She chuckled.  “It takes some experimentation, and some positions are harder than others.  Try pinching it – not too hard – between your finger and thumb and sort of rub them together.”

When I tried that, she sucked in a gasp between clenched teeth, squeezed her boob, and ran her fingers through her hair.

She moaned and said, “That’s it.  Get your thumb wet with my pussy juice every once in a while, and keep that up.  Now fuck me.”

I slipped my thumb down between her folds, got it slippery, and did just that.

Hearing her moan and groan as I slowly pumped my hips was incredible.  I could absolutely tell the difference with that thicker condom.  I wasn’t feeling that pussy anywhere near as much as I had when fucking other girls.

After a dozen strokes or so, she opened her eyes and slid a hand down to where it was resting on her stomach and her mound.  “God, you look so good.  It feels so good.  Oh, I can feel every inch of that hard young cock.  So deep inside me.  So full.”

“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” I said on the next thrust.

“So are you.  Those fucking muscles – god!  You love this hairy Milf pussy, don’t you?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“You want to make it come all over that cock, don’t you?”

“Fuck yes.”

I took a risk on the next stroke and buried my hardon a little quicker.  She whimpered and jerked, but then let out a long moan.

“That’s right.  Good boy,” she encouraged me.

I didn’t wait long to kick it up another notch.  She rewarded me with a sharp whimper, and her back arched.

“Pinch my clit a little harder.”  When I barely let her finish before fulfilling that request, she let out a yelp.  “Oh fuck.  Just like that.  Try faster.”

I did, on two fronts.  I was hitting it hard enough for our bodies to clap together, and those big tits were jiggling from the shockwaves.  I didn’t feel the slightest tickle indicating I was going to come despite starting to really fuck her.

“Oh yes!  Oh yes!  Fuck that pussy!  You’re not getting close, are you?”

“No,” I answered with a smile.

“Ohh, fuck yes!” she cried.  “Then give it to me.  Just fuck me like an animal.  Tear this pussy up.”

Letting my thumb slide over my dick for a second got it good and wet.  I pinched her clit again, rolled it as hard and fast as I could, gripped her thigh, and gave her what she wanted.

Erica let out a long, warbling scream.  Her tits had gone from jiggling to bouncing, and the sight made me growl.  Becky’s were too soft to really bounce, and the other two girls’ weren’t big enough to do more than quiver.  Loud smacks filled the room every time I slammed into her.  I couldn’t quite get up to full speed while concentrating on her clit, but it must have been close enough.

She mauled her right breast with one hand while the other clawed at the bed.  Then her back arched and both hands ended up digging into the covers as she screamed.  Her head was lashing back and forth on the pillow, and her face was getting redder by the moment.

“Oh fuck!  Oh fuck!  Oh fuck!” she cried as I continued to pound her.  Her eyes and mouth both opened wide after that, though not a sound escaped her.

I watched with rapt attention as her jaw began to quiver, her brow furrowed, and her eyes rolled up in her head.  Then she let out a wail and yanked hard on the bedspread clenched in her fists.

She flailed and thrashed and screamed like nothing I’d ever imagined.  I lost contact with her clit almost immediately.  Her pussy squeezed tight around me, and I was absolutely feeling it despite the thick condom.  I tried to keep pounding her, but her hips were bucking so much that I nearly slipped out twice.  I switched to short, slow strokes while I marveled at the way she was coming.

“Keep f-fucking m-meee!” she screamed before another orgasmic convulsion caused her back to arch up high from the bed.

I dug my fingers into her thighs and slammed my cock home.  The sound she made when our bodies clapped together almost sounded like I’d punched her in the gut.  She gasped on the next one, and then screamed on the next.

With a tight grip on her thighs with both hands, I was able to give her everything I had.  Her screams sometimes vanished into croaks and squeaks in time with my dick slamming into her depths.  I slowed down once she stopped screaming and instead only grunted or gasped while spastically twitching.  When those gasps started sounding labored and wheezy, it concerned me enough to stop and pull out.

She slapped a hand over her pussy and clamped her thighs together almost before my dick got out of the way.  Her face, neck, and chest were as red as a stop sign.  Strands of hair were stuck to her sweat-dampened face.  She gasped and coughed as she fought for breath between the lingering throes of her orgasm.

I can’t even describe how I felt watching her slowly recover.  I was still rock-hard and ready to go.  While the thick condom and the dull – but fading – ache in my erection were dampening the physical sensation, she was more than making up for it with pure sexiness to keep me throbbing.  Knowing that I’d put her in the state she was in had me feeling like a million bucks.

“You okay?” I asked.

She responded with a high-pitched, “Holy shit.”  After a second or two, she finally opened her eyes, gestured weakly to her left, and said, “Water.  Fridge.”

I slipped out of the bed and located the mini-fridge once I was standing.  Walking over to it naked with a rubber-covered hardon was a new one for me.  There were half a dozen water bottles inside, so I grabbed two.  I was a bit sweaty myself.

When I stood up, I saw her pushing herself up against the headboard.  She was still twitching, trembling, and gasping, but she had a hell of a lot more strength than I would have after getting off.  Her hand was a little shaky when I handed her the water bottle, but she opened it and drank without spilling any.  I drained a good amount of my bottle before putting it down.

She sat hers down on the chest of drawers and moaned at about the same time.  “You got me so good again.  I think I blacked out for a few seconds.  Did you even get close?”

I shook my head.

Her head thumped into the headboard and she moaned again.  “I may have overdone it with that condom.  Can you even feel my pussy?”

“Yeah, it feels great,” I answered.

“Not enough to get you off, though.  Don’t worry, we’ll take care of that.  I think I can survive one more pounding with that cock tonight.”

I certainly hoped so.

“Let me guess,” she said.  “You’ve only done missionary and doggie?”

Becky had bent over and had me pound her that way the last time, or I wouldn’t even have had the second position to lay claim to.  I nodded and answered, “Uh-huh.”

“Harder to keep your cum down in doggie?”

“Yeah, it was,” I admitted.  That realization had hit me pretty quickly.  I’d barely held out long enough for Becky to come, and I’d gone down on her for a good while first.      

Erica twitched her eyebrows at me, and then rolled over onto her hands and knees.  I already had my hands on her hips before she looked back over her shoulder.

I was feeling pretty confident when I slipped inside her, and her groan as I buried my dick balls-deep only boosted that confidence.

The best was indeed yet to come.