“Oh, fuck you’re deep,” Erica said as I left my dick buried for a few seconds before withdrawing.  She moaned as I pulled back and then said, “Think you can hold your cum long enough for me to come again?”

“I think so,” I said as I thrust into her pussy again.

She gasped as I withdrew, and moaned as I thrust yet again.  Her ass looked incredible with her back slightly arched.

“See if you can figure out how to get to my clitty,” she said.

Becky had done it herself when I’d fucked her doggie-style, so I didn’t have any experience to draw on there.  I knew immediately that trying to reach it from between her legs wasn’t going to work very well with my dick and balls in the way.  I released my grip on her right hip and slid my hand under her stomach toward her pussy.  I had to lean forward and to the right a little, but managed to reach her clit.

“Mmm...  There you go.  Frig that clitty while you fuck me with that big fucking cock.”

The angle was awkward and I was slightly off-balance, but I managed to get into a rhythm.  I couldn’t really rub her clit very fast, but her moans were encouraging.

“Good boy,” she cooed.  “Any time you can take care of a girl’s clitty for her, do it.”

I experimented with different fingers and angles, but nothing was really comfortable.  I was puzzling out another angle of attack when she dropped down onto her left elbow and I felt her fingers brush against mine.  Since she was going after her own clit, I moved my hand back to her hip and thrust a little harder.

“Oh!” she cried as a quiet clap sounded.  Then she chuckled.  “Does it bother you that I’m playing with my clit myself?”

“No,” I answered – a little confused.

“Good.  Some guys feel like it’s a threat to their masculinity.  Don’t be like that.  Do it for her any time you can, but if she wants to take over, let her.  It means she wants to come, and a girl knows what she needs.”

“Okay,” I said, and thrust a little faster.

She squealed.  “That’s good.  Mix it up a little.  Don’t just go at a girl like a jackhammer at first.  Faster.  Slower.  Harder.  Softer.  Surprise her a little.  The more you’re thinking about something other than how good that pussy feels, the longer you’ll be able to last.”

I gave her a few more of those quicker, harder thrusts, left my dick buried after one for a few seconds, and then slowed down.

“Mmm hmm,” she moaned in approval.  “I love feeling every inch of you when you do it slow like that.  Try reaching up and grabbing my shoulders.”

I had to shift my stance and lean a little, but she excitedly moaned when I gripped her shoulders and fucked her a little faster.

“That may be too aggressive for some girls, but I love it,” she said.  “The important thing is to switch things up.  I can feel that more toward the front.  Now try squeezing my tits.”

That was a request I was happy to comply with.  I slid my hands around her sides, grabbed a breast in each hand, and squeezed them hard.

Erica growled.  “That’s right.  You know how I like it.”

“But I should start off softer with other girls, right?”

“Exactly,” she answered.  “Keep surprising her.  It’s boring when it’s just pounding from the same angle all the time.  That is, until you start hearing right there, or just like that, or don’t stop.  If you hear that, or see it in her face, or hear it in the way she’s moaning, keep doing exactly what you’re doing for as long as you can do it.”

I don’t know where it came from, but I guess I was just in the moment with a double handful of her tits and my dick deep inside her.  I responded, “Yes Ma’am,” and winced as soon as I said it.

Erica moaned loud and long.  “I know it’s so wrong, but that really turned me on.”  She chuckled and said, “Now pull my hair.”

I was reluctant to let go of her tits, so I compromised and reached for her hair with my left hand.  I gathered her locks in my fingers and pulled.

She gasped.  “Obviously you’re not going to get away with this with some girls, but if they like it...”  She let out a growl.  “Harder.”

Taking a cue from the way she liked having her tits mauled, I pulled pretty hard.  Erica squealed and cried out, “Yes!”

The fact that she obviously liked it got me feeling it as well, so I squeezed her tit hard, yanked her hair, and pounded her pussy.  Loud claps sounded every time I slammed into her.

Remembering her instructions, I slowed down after a little while, and pushed on her back with the hand holding her hair.  She bent forward, and I slow-stroked her for a couple of minutes before steadily ramping up the pace once more.

Once I was back up to speed again, I took a risk and pulled a little harder on her hair.  When I did that, her hand suddenly left her clit and slammed into the bed.  A moment later she pushed up, as if to get some relief from my hair-pulling, so I relaxed my grip a little.

“Don’t stop,” she growled almost immediately.

Properly chastised, I yanked her hair, which drew a yelp from her.  For good measure, I pinched her nipple hard, and the tail end of her yelp jumped an octave or two.  She straightened her back even more, until I was basically holding her up by the hair and her breast.  I had to slide my knees a little farther apart to keep pounding her pussy.

Explosive grunts escaped her every time my cock slammed home.  She would then whimper as the tug on the roots of her hair stung when I withdrew.  I was grunting from exertion as well, and it was all mingling with the loud smacks of our bodies colliding.

Suddenly, Erica said, “Throw me down on the bed,” in a tone that was strained, and almost a squeal.

I didn’t hesitate.  I let go of her breast and hair, grabbed her hip with one hand, and pushed on her back with the other.  She slammed into the mattress with a grunt – tugging rather uncomfortably on my cock at the same time.

“Take me!  Fuck me hard!” she demanded.

I grabbed her hips, lifted them up, and did exactly that.

Erica erupted into a long, loud, warbling scream.  I pulled back on her hips and slammed into her with everything I had.

“Yes!  Just like that!  F-fuck m-m-eee!” she screamed.

I could feel her fingers brushing my balls every time they slapped into her.  When I looked down, I could tell that they were going ninety-to-nothing on her clit.  This felt like one of those do exactly what you’re doing and don’t dare stop situations to me.

So I did.

Jason’s mom wailed, screamed, grunted, and yelped.  My own grunts grew louder as well.  I was hitting it balls-deep, and shockwaves ran through her gorgeous ass every time I drove my cock home.

Despite the thick condom, I felt a tickle in the head of my cock, and it was steadily spreading.  Growls began to mix with my grunts as my pleasure mounted.

She was well ahead of me.

A scream caught in her throat, transforming into a squeak.  For a few thrusts, she was completely silent.  Then the loudest wail yet exploded from her lips, and I felt her canal squeeze tight around me.

I kept going.  She’d told me to keep fucking her the last time she came, so I guessed that same applied.  She yowled like an animal as I battered her pussy, fighting the tightly clenched muscles of her canal.  The sounds of her almost painful pleasure made me want more, and I was rapidly heading toward an explosion as well.

Erica suddenly wrenched her sweat-dampened thighs out of my grip, rocked forward, and quickly sank down to the bed with a whimper.  With my prick throbbing angrily from being denied a rapidly approaching orgasm, I slipped a hand beneath her hip.  Before I could even begin to get a grip, she rolled onto her side, pulled her knees up, and covered her pussy with one hand.

Caught up in the rough play, my instincts screamed at me to force her legs apart and get back in that Milf pussy.  I actually grabbed her knee in preparation to do so when she let out a weak, frightened whimper and tensed up.

Her eyes were pinched closed, and her face was bright red.  When I let go of her knee, she relaxed for just a moment, and then gasped as a wave of climax shot through her, causing her muscles to contract again.  I overcame my instincts and ignored my angry dick to sit back and let her come down.

It took a while.  She twitched, jerked, and whimpered for the longest time.  Once it waned a little, I put a hand on her butt and caressed it.  She curled up even tighter at first with an alarmed-sounding gasp, but then relaxed when she apparently understood it wasn’t a prelude to jamming my cock back inside her.  I watched her – amazed that I’d put her in such a state.

“Oh my fucking god,” she murmured a minute or so later.  The sound was muffled and distorted by her cheek pressed into the mattress.  Her eyes fluttered open and almost immediately homed in on my still rock-hard cock.  “Oh god,” she whimpered as her eyes closed again.  “You didn’t come?”

“Nuh-uh,” I responded.

“Good god,” she said in a breathy whisper.  She held out a weak hand, pointed, and said, “Water.”

As I slid across the bed to get her water, Erica groaned and sat up.  She scooted to the headboard and leaned against it with a great sigh.  When I handed her the water, she looked down at my still bouncing prick, chuckled, and shook her head. 

“Thought for sure you were about to come when everything sort of went black on me,” she said as she opened the bottle.  “Were you close?”

“Yeah,” I admitted.

She moaned and shivered – her eyes rolling up in her head.  “Sorry.  I was coming and coming, and the next thing I know, I’m curled up into a ball.  I don’t even remember you pulling out.”

Erica brought the bottle to her lips, and drank every last drop.  She let her hand fall and dropped the bottle when she was finished, letting it roll off the bed and onto the floor.

“Do you want some more?” I asked while gesturing toward the mini-fridge.

“Water?  Or..?”  She laughed, and waved away the offer of water.  “I can’t remember the last time I had multiple orgasms.  Never mind more than once.  I’m going to be walking bowlegged for a week.”

That made me smile.

“Have a drink.  Can’t have you getting dehydrated,” she said while twitching her eyebrows at me.

Still grinning, I grabbed my bottle and finished what was left.  When I put the bottle down, I saw her running her fingers through the curls between her legs.  The hairs were stuck together and glistening with pussy cream.

When she noticed me looking, she said, “Look at the mess you made.  I love it.  Time to make a bigger one.  Take that condom off.  I’ve had my tubes tied for all these years, and the only cock I’ve had bareback is Jason’s dad.”

My eyes widened and I stammered, “Y-you mean..?”

She nodded her head.  “I only half-meant that sorry earlier.  I want you to come inside me.”

I don’t think she’d finished the word inside before I was yanking at the condom to get it off my throbbing dick.  She laughed as she slid down the headboard – spreading her legs in the process.

I glanced around, saw a trash can, and gave the condom a toss toward it.  I’m fairly certain I missed, but I was already moving between her legs by the time it landed.

“I want it like this so I can see your face the first time you slide that hard young cock into a wet pussy.”  Erica grabbed my dick when it was close enough to wrap her fingers around and asked, “Ready?”

“Yeah,” I answered while nodding a little too hard.

Jason’s mom guided my cock to her pussy, and just the first touch of her warm, slippery folds made me gasp.  Her eyes lit up.  She smiled and moaned while rubbing the head of my dick up and down her slit.  Then she centered it over the entrance to her canal and said, “Give it to me.”

Erica let out a grunt as I penetrated her. The sound I made was a comical mingling of a groan and whimper.  She was soaking wet, and the sensation was a thousand times better than doing it with a rubber.  I could feel every inch of me being caressed by her slippery walls as I buried my cock inside her.

Her feet hooked behind my butt when I hit bottom and she asked, “How does that pussy feel?”

“Oh my god,” I groaned.

“Mmm hmm,” she moaned.  “So hot, and tight, and wet, and just begging for your cum.  Do it.  Fuck my cunt and fill it full.”

I pulled back slowly, marveling at the way her pussy was milking me.  That single, slow pull was all the restraint I had left in me, though.  A slap sounded and she cried out as I slammed my way back into her with a growl.  My dick had completely taken over, and it was determined to erupt as quickly as possible.

“Yes.  That’s it.  Use my pussy.  Fuck me.  Fuck that cunt,” she encouraged me with the sexiest, dirtiest look on her face.  “I want that cum.  I need it.”

I grunted and growled like the animal I’d become.  The itch was already building, and it was as if she’d unlocked some deep, primal, breeding instinct in me.  I was going to blow my load in her pussy, and I couldn’t hold back.  She continued to talk dirty to me, and her tits were quivering like crazy, but it was all a blur.  My whole world was that tight, wet pussy.  My fingers dug into her thighs as I leaned forward over her, trying to get even deeper inside her.

Erica yelped and whimpered whenever she wasn’t telling me to fuck her and come inside her.  The bed springs creaked and the headboard tapped against the wall as I tried to pound her straight through the mattress.

The hot itch in my prick swelled, and I was on the edge for what felt like forever before my cum finally surged up.  I felt as much as heard the roar that escaped me with the first jet of cum.

“Fuck yes!  I feel it!” Erica cried.

My hips bucked with every eruption inside her.  Despite having already come once that night, I was exploding like I’d gone a week without jacking off.  I could actually feel the pressure in my slit as the cum surged into her greedy pussy.

“Yes.  Empty those balls.  Give me every fucking drop,” she said in a low, sultry voice.

I continued to throb long after I had nothing left to give, and then my strength just left me.  The next thing I know, I’m on top of her, barely supported by wobbly elbows.  Her slippery tits were pressed against my chest.  She wrapped her arms and legs around me, pulling me even tighter against her.

“God yes.  So hot,” she said as she squeezed her pussy, making me grunt as I panted for breath.  “I swear I can feel it all inside me.”

I was getting really sensitive at that point.  An evil-sounding chuckle escaped her as she clamped down on me, and I jerked from the shock.  Her arms and legs released me, and I rolled off her in a desperate need to escape.  I heard the slurping sound as my cock slid out of her.

While I lay there breathing hard and twitching from the aftershocks, she let out a long, satisfied moan.

I opened my eyes to see her gathering up the cum dripping out of her pussy onto her fingers.  She brought them to her lips, sucked them clean, and went back for more.

“Yummy,” she said as I whimpered and pinched my eyes closed again.  The sight had my dick screaming at me.

Despite closing my eyes, I could still hear her sucking on her fingers and moaning.  The post-come coma began to descend on me, and I welcomed it overwhelming my sensitive prick.

The next thing I remember, Erica is shaking me awake.  When I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, I saw that she had stripped off her stockings and garters.  She was completely naked and the ends of her hair were damp.

“You should go take a quick shower.  Trust me, it’s not going to be fun to wake up all crusty in the morning.  Come on.”  She grasped my hand and pulled.

Despite being out long enough for her to shower, I still felt weak, and actually needed her help to sit up.  When I tried to stand, my legs didn’t want to cooperate.

“Just go slow and hold onto things.  Lean against the wall in the shower.  It will help,” she suggested.

She was right.  After the slow journey on my wobbly legs to the bathroom, the warm water seemed to chase the weakness away.  I washed up, dried off, and emerged back into the room.

Erica was in bed on her side facing me – tits above the covers.  She licked her lips as she saw me emerge, which caused me to shiver from the lingering effects of blowing my load in her pussy.  She beckoned me with a crooked finger, rolled onto her back, and pulled back the covers on the opposite side of the bed.

When I climbed in bed, she immediately snuggled up against me and rested her head on my shoulder.  “God, I haven’t come like that in so long,” she said.  “How was your first time coming inside my pussy?”

“Unbelievable,” I answered.

“God, the look on your face, the way you roared, and that big cock throbbing inside me...”  She shuddered.

“It was incredible,” I said.

“Mmm hmm.”  She sighed then and said, “As much as I’d like to make this a regular thing, you know as well as I do that we’d get caught.  Probably sooner than later.  That’s not going to end well for anyone.”

“Yeah,” I had to agree.  I couldn’t imagine how pissed my parents would be.  Not to mention Jason.  God only knows what she would be put through for getting caught banging a guy half her age.

“At least we’ve got tonight.”  With that, she got up and turned out the lights.  She climbed back into bed, encouraged me to wrap my arm around her, and snuggled up against me with her tits pressed against my chest.

That’s how I drifted off to sleep.

****

I was completely disoriented when I awakened in a strange room, in a strange bed, with only the faintest light filtering through the curtains.  As my senses and memory clicked, I realized what had awakened me.

Erica’s tongue slathered over my morning erection, and she moaned when she noticed I was awake.  “Good morning,” she said before going back to her tongue bath.

“Uh-huh,” I said with a grin.

“We’ve got a couple of hours before we need to check out.  May as well take advantage, since we’re both up.”

My dick was sort of numb, with a faint dull ache, but her tongue continuing to wash over me was enough to distract me from any discomfort.

She ended with a little swirling lick on the head, and grinned at me while twitching her eyebrows.  She got up on her knees, straddled me, grabbed my dick, and sat down on it.  She moaned, and I groaned as that sweet Milf pussy wrapped around me.  It was just as amazing raw-dogging her the second time.

Erica leaned forward onto her hands with her tits dangling right in front of my face and started rocking.  I growled from the heavenly sensation of her pussy sliding up and down my naked dick.

“Tell me if you’re getting too close to coming, or if I get carried away and it hurts,” she said as she fucked herself.

I grabbed her tits, squeezed them, and nodded.

“I’m serious.  There is such a thing as a broke dick.  If she’s bouncing away and you slip out, you can get jammed into her tailbone or something and actually break your dick.  It takes some practice, and those little girls you’re going to be fucking around with probably won’t have it.”

“Okay,” I said, nodding.

She moaned.  “As soon as I get nice and warmed up, I’m going to sit on this hard young cock and ride you like there’s no tomorrow.”

I growled and squeezed her tits harder.

“My pussy feels so good, doesn’t it?  So hot.  So wet.”

“Oh, fuck yeah.”

“Fuck, you feel so good.  My pussy is so full.  You’re so deep.  So hard.  Fuck!”

She started rocking a little faster, but only for a few strokes.  After that, she sank down to where she was resting on her left elbow, letting her slide her right hand between our bodies to her clit.  I could feel her hard nipples brushing against my chest.

Erica gasped as her fingers found her clit.  The moment they did, her pussy started sliding over my dick again.  Her nipples traced little circles on my chest as she rode me.  I could feel the back of her hand moving as she rubbed her clit, and she whimpered every few seconds.

I got worried when I felt the first little tickle in less than thirty seconds of that.

Her eyes lit up, and she said, “Oh.  That’s too much isn’t it?  Getting you there too fast?”

Not knowing what to say, I answered, “It feels good.”

“Yeah, too good,” she said, and then chuckled.

Her hand slithered back out from between our bodies once again, and she pushed herself upright on top of me.  I slipped out of her when she sat back off her knees and planted her feet instead.  She braced one hand behind her, and used the other to slide me back into that hairy Milf pussy.

That hand remained between her legs, and all four fingers circled, tugging at her pussy lips over her clit.  She looked down and said, “Just look at the way that big cock is stretching out my pussy.”

It did look incredible as she slowly stroked me inside her.  Her pussy hair was already getting damp and creamy.  My dick was streaked with her juices too.  The angle was tugging on my hardon a little.

“A little uncomfortable?”

I shrugged.

“But not bad?” she asked.

“It’s good.”

Her fingers circled faster and she moaned before saying, “But not too good.  Can’t have you coming before I get there.  That’s something the girls your age probably don’t know.  It takes some experience to learn how to work a cock and make sure you get yours.”

It was working.  It still felt great, but having my dick pulled toward my feet yanked me back from that dangerous rise I had started on.

She shuddered and let out a growl as her pussy lips wrapped around the root of my dick.  “It’s such a good angle for me though.  Fuck, that feels so good.”

Erica moaned and breathed hard as she rode me.  I realized she was sort of pushing her clit down against my dick as her fingers circled.  At the back of one stroke, she let out a pained whimper and then leaned forward to sit up on top of me.

“I just wish I could do it longer,” she said with frustration evident in her voice.  “That’s something else that comes with experience – knowing how much work you’re doing when you’re on top.  You boys are getting a workout up here.”

As if to emphasize that, she wiped the back of her hand over her brow, which was glistening with sweat.

Erica slid her knees back under her again and started rocking her hips forward and back.  “Let’s see how you do with this.”

I felt a similar tug on the backstroke, and I could certainly feel that tight pussy wrapped around me, but it wasn’t remotely as intense as sliding in and out of her.

“Good?” she asked.

“Uh-huh,” I answered while nodding.  The snake-like motions of her body were actually really sexy.

She moaned while putting her fingers back to work.  “Say something if I get too carried away, or if you start to feel like you’re going to come.”

The words popped into my head from somewhere, and I said, “Ride my dick.”

Her eyes widened and she responded in a low, raspy voice, “Oh fuck yes.”

My eyes roved up and down her body as she kicked it up a notch.  The tug on my dick got a little more uncomfortable, but from the look on her face, it was working for her, so it was more than worth it.  Her fingers stopped circling and switched to a rapid back-and-forth movement.

“You want to feel this pussy come all over that big dick?”

“Fuck yes.  Come for me.”

Erica growled as she braced a hand on her knee, which let her rock even faster.  She went absolutely wild on top of me.  I could hear the squelching sound of my dick inside her and her fingers flapping her pussy lips.  I could see her cheeks growing redder by the second.  She was breathing hard and grunting.  I was doing some grunting of my own, because she was really starting to yank on my dick.

Suddenly, she leaned forward and froze with a frustrated whimper.  “Oh fuck.  Just take me from behind, please.”

She hadn’t even finished speaking before she lifted off me.  My dick slung pussy juice as it popped out and slapped against me.  The moment she rolled off me, I sat up.  I got in behind her as she lifted her ass with one elbow supporting her and her fingers already hard at work between her legs.

My dick actually slipped out from under my thumb as I tried to slide it in her, because it was so slick.  I wrangled my hardon again, and buried it inside her.

Erica yelped and said, “Fuck me hard!”

I dug my fingers into her hips and gave her what she wanted.

Jason’s mom cried out in time with the smacks of our bodies colliding, and then screamed, “Yes!  Take me!  Fuck me!  Fuck me hard!”

Grunts and growls escaped me as I gave her everything I had.  I pounded her like my life depended on it, and it started to take a toll.  The hot itch was spreading fast, and my balls tightened.  I closed my eyes, clenched my teeth, and fought it.

“I’m so fucking close!  Don’t stop!” she screamed.

I managed a couple dozen more thrusts before I hit the danger zone.  “Fuck.  I’m about to come,” I warned her.

“Don’t fucking stop!  Fuck meee!” she wailed.

I was past the point of no-return anyway.  I slammed into her a few more times and then bellowed as I blasted whatever cum I’d built up overnight into her hot, Milf pussy.

“God please!” she cried in desperation as I spastically jerked.

Somehow, I started thrusting again.  I could feel my cum squirting out around my dick every time I buried it inside her, filling her with even more as my dick throbbed and pulsed.  Everything was white-hot, angry ecstasy for a while until I heard her wail, and felt her pussy clamp down on me as she came.

I forced myself to give her a couple more weak pumps once she started coming, and that was all I could handle.  I yanked my dick out of her and collapsed onto the bed.

As much as my prick protested it, I smiled when I saw her still ass in the air, gasping for breath with my cum dribbling down her leg.

****

My legs had stopped wobbling by the time I got out of the shower and dressed in clean clothes.  Jason’s mom was dressed too, sitting on the bed and talking on her phone.

She said, “Gotta go.  Bye,” as I emerged.  She put down her phone, picked up a pair of red, lacy panties, and tossed them to me.  “I don’t know if guys still want panties as a trophy, but you sure earned them, stud-muffin.”

I stretched them out to get a good look at them, smiled, and then stuffed them in my pocket as I walked over to sit down next to her on the bed.

“That was my niece, Amanda.  We’re going shopping today.  Do you remember her?”

It had been about six years, but I vaguely recalled meeting her one time, so I nodded.

“She just started at State, so she’s close by now,” Erica said.  She then handed me her phone.

The message app was open, and the first message from Amanda said, “What’s up?”

My face got hot when I saw the picture Erica had replied with.  It was a picture of me asleep next to her in the bed, hard as a rock.  I assume it was taken right before she woke me up.

“Robbing the cradle?” Amanda had replied to that.

“Scroll,” Erica told me.

“Eighteen and a few days,” was the next message.  “He’s in the shower after filling me full of cum again.”

Damn, I thought.  I couldn’t imagine any of my aunts talking like that to anyone.

Amanda had replied, “How am I supposed to get any dick if you’re taking all the guys my age?” with a bunch of frowning face emojis.

“One-time thing.  Too dangerous,” Erica had replied, and added a devil emoji.

“Ooo!  Calling you!” was the final message.

The phone sounded off as a new message arrived.  It said, “Give him my number,” followed by her digits.

Jason’s mom laughed when she leaned in and saw that message.  Another came in almost immediately.  It read, “And this.”

My eyes widened and my mouth dropped open when the picture popped up on Erica’s phone.  Needless to say, things had changed in six years.  The picture was of Amanda naked on a bed with her legs and pussy spread.  Her tits were even bigger than her aunt’s.

Erica leaned away and covered her eyes as she laughed.  “Put her number in your phone.”

Needless to say, I did.

Erica took her phone back and sent me the picture of Amanda.

“Should I text her?” I asked.

“Wait a couple of hours until we’re out shopping.  I want to see how excited she is after I get done telling her how good that cock feels.”

I nodded with a shit-eating grin on my face.

“Don’t show that picture to your friends.  They might make the connection with where you were tonight,” she warned.  “Even if they don’t recognize her, it’s going to come out who she is eventually if things go well.”

That was a bit of a letdown, but I understood the logic.

Erica leaned in for a long kiss that started out soft, but got pretty horny before she suddenly pulled away and said, “Go see if the coast is clear and get out of here before I jump your bones again.  Happy birthday.”

It was the best present ever.