With Brad snoring away, Cathy stepped into her shorts, no panties, and a t-shirt. I pulled on my cold, wet swimsuit. We crept out of their room and walked down the hall to mine. As soon as the door was closed, I shed the wet clammy suit and grabbed a towel to dry off and cover my inevitable shrinkage. Cathy just laughed and sat on the bed.
We had a few moments of embarrassing silence. We had talked some in the hot tub and then had sex, but we did not know each other. We were in my room for more sex but had no other reference point for a conversation.
In their room, our sex had been frantic, rushed. We were still horny but felt less urgency. This time I wanted to make love to this lovely lady.
I had warmed up and put the towel away. Naked, I sat down next to Cathy. Neither of us was ready to make the first move. After a few minutes, I stood up, leaned down to kiss her, and pulled her t-shirt off. Again, I was transfixed by how a forty-plus-year-old woman could have such firm beautiful breasts. They were all natural, with no enhancements.
Kneeling in front of her, I took my time. I started by kissing her on the cheek, avoiding her lips for the time being. Kissing her lush lips would lead back to frenzied passion. I really wanted to take this more slowly. I worked my way down Cathy's throat, kissing, licking, sucking and light biting. I was careful to leave no marks as she enjoyed the seduction. I would kiss and bite my way down, then lick my way back up to where I started. I loved the way she tasted.
Still kneeling in front of her, I gently separated her knees. I wanted to spend some time with her beautiful breasts. I avoided her sensitive nipples at first. I licked the valley between them, working my way to the sensitive underside. I kissed and nibbled as her breaths became more ragged. Taking the soft flesh into my mouth, I sucked like a teenager. She started to push my mouth away from giving her a hickey but gave up and just moaned her pleasure.
I figured only Brad would ever see these love bites on each breast, so I sucked. As I finished the second hickey, I could tell Cathy was getting close to cumming. I gently released my suction on her left breast, looked her in the eyes, and then almost violently bent my head down and grabbed her right nipple between my lips, biting just a bit while sucking hard again. Cathy was surprised by my suddenness but grabbed the hair on the back of my head to pull my mouth against her tit and let out a long breathy moan as she came. I love giving nipple orgasms!
As she calmed down, Cathy pushed my mouth off her nipple, took my face in her hands and kissed me soundly. Our passions were building rapidly. Cathy pulled me onto the bed beside her, kissing and tongue dancing. She leaned against me, causing me to lie on my back. Still lip-locked, Cathy slipped her hand down to begin stroking my erection. I love blow jobs. I have even more explosive orgasms when given a hand job.
The way she was stroking me, I knew I could not last very long. It was just that I was torn. Should I let her continue? Do I suggest a combination of hand and blow job, or do I ask her to stop so I can make love to her and fill her sweet pussy once more? This time, though, she went to her knees between mine. She took my head into her mouth. Her moan was more like an enjoyed taste during a meal. For a while, Cathy fervently licked and sucked my whole cock. She was not trying to get me off. She was enjoying our combined taste from the earlier fucking.
That settled my dilemma.
I gently pulled her to her feet and got up myself. Taking her hand, I took her to the side of the bed and pulled down the covers. Then I turned her to face me. I pulled her shorts down and off her lovely legs. I could smell her feminine arousal mixed with the scent of my semen. I could see that her lower lips were glistening. On my knees before her once more, I could inhale all of her essences. I wanted to lick those lips again, but I was getting ideas for a while later. We were both nude now. I took Cathy into my arms, holding and kissing her passionately.
I pushed on her shoulders so she would sit on the bed then I laid her down. I climbed onto the bed beside her, still kissing with our tongues sword fighting for dominance. I started to run my fingers through her beautiful red pubic hair. Red hair on a pussy, is the loveliest to me. Cathy seemed to keep it trimmed. It was just long enough to pull between my fingers. While there, I rubbed her clit, which caused her to begin moaning again.
I may not be normal. I get more than half of my pleasure, from being with a woman, by making her cum whether manually, orally, or from different sex positions. Making her climax is my goal and pleasure. I especially love it when my face is between her thighs she is panting and trying to push my face away because her orgasm is so intense that she cannot take anymore. I did this to Cathy. I lightly licked my way up her still twitching body, stopping for a little more nipple/tongue play. I let Cathy catch her breath, just barely, as I lined myself up to enter her orally abused pussy.
Unsurprisingly, she had another minor orgasm as I slid between those luscious lips. Her vaginal walls clamped down on my erection. I just waited, balls deep, for her to calm down somewhat. I wanted to keep her as close as possible to cuming without pushing her over the edge. My problem was she had clamped down hard on my erection. She was hot, wet, and so tight that I was losing control rapidly. I had often thought about but never tried what came next.
Since my control was about gone and Cathy was cuming on my cock again, I quickened my pace fucking the woman hard and fast. When the time came, pun intended, I buried myself as deep as possible and shot my load into her waiting womb. Even though I had cum in her earlier, it felt like I was shooting gallons more this time. I must have shot four big loads into this exquisite red-haired beauty.
That was one of those times when my cock did not deflate. I was still hard. I started to roll off of Cathy, but she held me tight, saying that she loved the feel of my hard cock in her filled pussy. Who was I to argue? Her tight grip on my still-hard penis felt great to me as well.