I woke up in Ana’s room, hoping for a round 2 of our activity the night before. But instead of the beautiful Latina coed I expected to see next to me, there was only a note: “Good morning! Sorry I had to take off. See ya! – Ana ♥”
“Damn,” I thought. “I guess she really did mean just one night.”
I took a shower, got dressed and walked out of Ana’s room, hoping to sneak away without being detected. Not two steps out the door, though, I ran into Maria, Ana’s oldest sister and my old college friend who had convinced me to come to this wedding in the first place.
“Sam! How are you?” she said, very happy to see me after several years. Her face quickly changed expression, though, as she realized where I had been. “Wait. Isn’t that my sister’s room?”
It was true. I had just spent the night with her youngest sister, a college senior. I didn’t have to say anything – the look on my face confirmed she was right.
“Sam! She’s just a kid, you know,” Maria scolded me.
“No, she’s not,” I thought to myself, thinking back on all the ways her sister had proven that point last night. I shrugged. “Sorry, Maria,” I whispered. “But your sister is more mature than you give her credit for… and she can be very insistent.”
Maria stifled a smile. “That little slut,” she scolded, shaking her head. “I guess I’m glad it was you and not some weirdo.”
“I’m not a weirdo? That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” I joked. Maria laughed. Perhaps this wasn’t the first time she caught someone sneaking out of Ana’s room. Whatever the reason, she wasn’t very upset and was friendly enough to invite me to her room for a cup of coffee.
“So how have you been? What have you been up to, besides screwing my whore sister?” she asked.
“Jesus, go easy on her,” I scolded her. “Besides, can you blame her? I am pretty charming.”
Maria rolled her eyes. “I just think you should be with women your own age.”
“Is that an offer?” I looked Maria up and down. She was wearing a hotel bathrobe. For the mother of three, she looked pretty damn good. Thicker than her sister, but in the right places.
“Funny,” she said, clearly not meaning it.
“Well, Ana did tell me you had a crush on me,” I teased.
Maria’s eyes got big. “Wow. Just when I thought I couldn’t be more disappointed in her…”
“So it’s true?” I leaned in awaiting my answer.
“Yes,” Maria sighed, before quickly corrected herself. “I mean, I did.” She paused. “Did she also tell you that never fucking you was the biggest regret of my time in college?”
“No…” I said, shocked at this new revelation.
“Oh… well…” Maria was embarrassed.
I looked around the room, wondering where her family was. “We could always make up for lost time,” I offered.
She exhaled deeply, coming to a decision and seemingly reading my mind. “My husband and the kids get in tonight,” she whispered. Both of our voices had gotten hushed, even though we were alone in the room.
“So there’s no need to rush,” I whispered. I leaned in and kissed her. She kissed back.
We made out like high schoolers for what seemed like hours. I took my time, exploring her soft, supple body with my hands. I slid my fingers over her thighs and under the terry cloth robe, touching her breasts and playing with her nipples.
She started undressing me first. As we kissed, her fingers unbuttoned my shirt and I felt the cool touch of her hands on my chest. Eventually, I untied her robe and laid her back on the bed. I used my mouth to cover my old friend in wet kisses, from her neck to her knees, and then back up again. When I got near her hips, she began to writhe in anticipation, but I took my time.
She rolled on to her front and got on her knees. I kissed the back of her thighs and began to lick the edges of her exposed pussy. Just little flicks at first, I soon was dragging my tongue from her clit to the bottom of her wet slit. I ate her from behind for several minutes, enjoying the feeling of finally tasting a woman I’d thought about for so long.
But Maria wanted more. So did I. I cupped my tongue around her clit one last time. She moaned, signaling she was ready.
I pushed inside her; her soaked pussy eagerly accepted my cock and bathed it in warm, natural juices. She felt much different than her sister – childbirth will do that – but her body had a much different, much more primal allure. This woman was built to have children. She was built to breed. I’d never realized how sexy that was until I got my hands on her experienced birthing hips.
Maria’s body knew its purpose: to draw out my sperm, to guide it to her egg, and to carry and nurture the life thereby created. Her body had done it three times before with her husband, and it was clear from the moment I entered her that her body would be fulfilling that role once more – this time with me.
There would be no disappoint as there was last night. When the time came, I already knew Maria wouldn’t ask me to pull out. I also knew I wouldn’t offer.
But we weren’t in a rush. We had more than a decade of sexual attraction to work through in a single morning. I took my time, letting her do the work as she was bent over on the bed before me. She bounced off my hips, each time taking my full length inside her over and over again. Each time she let out of a soft whimper.
She turned on to her side. I hugged one of her thick thighs and pushed into her, even deeper than before. My strokes were slow and deliberate, forceful and purposeful. My free hand started to tease her clit.
“Sam… yes…” Maria moaned as I rubbed her. “Don’t stop…”
I didn’t stop. I furiously worked her clit until she moaned in orgasmic ecstacy. I kept rubbing her until I felt my own orgasm approach.
Without withdrawing my cock, I moved her leg so she was on her back. We fucked in missionary, our foreheads just inches apart.
“I’m going to cum inside you,” I warned her, our hips meeting again and again.
“I know… I want you to…” Maria responded, looking me directly in the eyes.
I rocked my hips, working my cock as deep as possible inside her wet pussy, still quivering from her orgasm. Never breaking eye contact, I felt my balls tighten and send a stream of semen into Maria’s waiting pussy. Her eyes rolled back as my sticky fluid splashed against her cervix. I held myself inside her until I was certain I had no more cum to offer her.
I kissed her as I withdrew my hips. A small portion of the semen I had left inside her leaked out between her legs. She caught it with her fingers.
“I guess I should clean up before my husband arrives,” Maria smiled.
I smiled back, admiring the view. I got dressed and headed out the door.
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***Other stories in this series:*** [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/mc8xaa/the_wedding_part_1_mf/) • Part 2 (here) • Part 3 (to come)
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