I rolled off Charles, my feet hitting the floor, before my brain had even finished processing the noise of the front door open. I scooped my dress of the the floor and pulled it quickly over my head. Charles watched me with a bemused grin as I quietly opened his door and slipped out into the hallway.
“Mom! I’m home.”
I made my way to the kitchen, beating Paul by only a few seconds. My hair was a mess and I smelt of sex. I prayed he wouldn’t notice anything. Oh god what had I been thinking, seducing Charles like that. Paul walked into the kitchen, going to the fridge and getting a can of drink.
“Hey Mom, don’t worry about food. I only came back to get changed and grab Charles. We’re going to meet the rest of the guys at a restaurant, then go clubbing if that’s ok?”
“That’s fine sweetheart. Thanks for letting me know.”
Paul was already headed out the kitchen, he waved back at me as he left. I closed my eyes and leaned on the counter. A huge sigh of relief escaping me. My thoughts a whirl, my emotions confused. Equal parts shame and happiness, excitement and embarrassment. It had felt so good to let go, release my inhibitions. Doing it with someone my own age would have been one thing, but Charles was less than half my age. Did that make me a cougar or was I just a slut?
I poured myself a glass of wine to calm my nerves and puttered about the kitchen preparing a quick meal. I ate on my own at the dining table, a second glass of wine my only company. I heard footsteps on the stairs as Paul called out to say goodbye. I sipped my wine, trying not to let my thoughts dwell on Charles. Trying to forget the feel of him, his scent, his taste. I caught myself licking my lips.
Shaking my head to clear it, I stood up, turning to take my plate to the kitchen. Charles stood in the doorway, dressed in blue jeans and a white shirt, his feet were bare. My breath caught in my throat at the delicious sight of of him. He was holding something behind his back.
“I told Paul I wasn’t feeling well. I lied, Lisa this is the best I’ve ever felt.”
He showed me what he had in his hand, my underwear. I’d left it in his room in my rush. I still hadn’t put anymore on, a fact I was acutely aware of as my body betrayed my brain. Even as I was thinking that I should stop whatever this was, my pussy started to warm, my nipples stiffened. I felt sure they were visible through the thin fabric of my dress.
“Charles, I think…”
He crossed the distance between us, silencing my protest with a kiss. Before I could stop myself my arms circled his neck and I found myself kissing him back. His hands were on my waist pulling our bodies together. His tongue was in my mouth, I could still taste myself on his lips.
His hands slipped lower, pulling my dress higher, his hands found the bare skin of my legs. His fingers caressing my thighs as they slid higher to find purchase on my ass. I untucked his shirt and broke several buttons getting it off him. I was shocked at how wet my pussy felt, my hands dropped to his belt unbuckling it and undoing the fly of his jeans at the same time.
I reached my hand inside his jeans, my fingers wrapping around his cock. As I pulled it free, his jeans dropped to the floor. He stepped out of them pushing us backwards till I felt the dining table hit the back of my legs. Charles lifted me up and sat me on the edge of the table. I broke the kiss and let go of his cock just long enough to pull my dress over my head and throw it to the side.
My pussy was throbbing with desire, wet with passion. I kissed Charles again, my hand reaching down between us, grasping his cock. I guided him forward, positioning him at my moist opening. I moaned into his mouth as he pushed forward slowly. He entered me slowly, exquisitely, my pussy gripping his thick shaft tightly as it spread me open. I closed my eyes as he buried himself fully inside me, I clenched my inner muscles, gripping his hard thick cock.
The chill of the table felt good against me ass, compared to the sweltering heat of my pussy as Charles started to move his hips. I stopped kissing him, moving my lips to his neck, I bit the slope of his shoulder as he thrust himself back inside me with a grunt.
I wrapped my legs around his hips, my fingers clutched at his back, trying to pull him in deeper. He found a slow steady rhythm, plunging himself into me again and again. I let go and laid back on the table my hands finding my own breasts, teasing my nipples as he gripped my hips and thrust into me causing me to moan loudly.
“Harder Charles, please, harder.”
He sped up, grunting with each thrust, hammering his thick cock inside me, hitting all the right places as my hips matched his. His eyes watching me enjoy myself as I tweaked my nipples, moans of sheer pleasure came from deep down inside me.
“That’s it, there, right there. Fuck me Charles, Fuck me.” I ordered him.
My eyes rolled back as he did what I said, thrusting into me so hard the table was moving across the floor. I cried out his name as my pussy tightened on his cock, my legs locking his hips in place. My hips bucking hard, I felt my shoulders lift off the table as I orgasmed on him. I was still cumming as Charles thrust twice more before burying his throbbing cock deep and filling me with his cum. Each spurt made me cum again and again, my cries so loud I thought the neighbours would hear.
He collapsed over me, leaning on the table. My pussy still gripping his cock as it softened and started to slip out. I found his lips and kissed him over and over. When I thought I’d be able to stand I pushed him back and got off the table. I noted the marks on the floor, where we’d managed to move the table. With a smile I grabbed all of our clothes from the floor.
“Follow me.”
I led Charles from the dining room and took him upstairs to my bedroom. I dropped our clothes on the floor, I could feel his cum seeping out of me, dripping down my thighs. I pushed him onto my bed and told him to stay, I cleaned myself up in the bathroom. Making my way back into the bedroom, I stood in the doorway, admiring the way he looked sprawled on my bed. I watched his eyes as he looked over my body, up and down before coming back to my face.
“You’re so beautiful Lisa”
I laughed and laid on the bed beside him, all thoughts of guilt pushed deep down as I kissed him. My hand trailed over his chest, resting on his stomach, he rolled towards me his hand on my side, our tongues continuing to explore each other’s mouthes. I pushed him back to the bed, swinging my leg over him I straddled his hips. Charles moved his hands to my breasts, cupping and fondling them.
I smiled down at him, enjoying his attention. I felt his cock start to stiffen under me. Youth is wasted on the young. I smirked and rocked my hips, rubbing my pussy along the growing length of his shaft. I felt myself getting wet again. Rocking my hips back and forth along his length, Charles tried to roll us over, but I pinned his shoulders to the bed. Continuing to grind against him, rubbing my clit along his cock as I enjoyed the shivers of sensation spark through me.
I reached down and with a little shift of my hips I moved the tip of his cock into me. I shuddered in delight as I lowered myself onto his thick cock, the lips of pussy spreading as I took all of him inside me. I could feel the head of his cock deep inside me, teasing my g-spot, tantalising close to hitting me perfectly. I moved carefully and moaned as his cock hit that sweet spot.
His hands gripped my breasts, I started to move again, rocking my hips back and forth, feeling his cock rub back and forth inside me. Each startlingly perfect hit of my g-spot eliciting a gasp of ecstasy from me. Leaning forward slightly I ground my clit against the base of his shaft. I wasn’t moving much, I didn’t have to, with my clit rubbing against him while the head of cock rubbed back and forth over my g-spot.
I gripped his chest, digging my fingers into his skin supporting myself as every little movement of mine sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me from head to toe. I whispered Charles’ name, bringing his attention back to my face. His piercing blue eyes finding mine. I licked my lips as I looked wantonly back at him. I let my secret inner slut out of her closet and rode him harder, faster.
His name escaped my lips again and again, louder each time. I screamed it as I orgasmed over him, a rush of heat washed over me. I felt my pussy cling to his cock as it flooded and overflowed with my juices. My body shaking and shuddering for the fourth time in one day, I let my muscles relax and stop their spasms as I laid my head on his chest. Breathing deep, I came back to myself, his arms holding me close and tight. I rolled off him and snuggled into his side.
Charles pulled the covers over us, and kissed the top of my head. His arms wrapped round me.
“Thank you for today Lisa, you’re a dream come true.”
I smiled into his chest and pressed closer, inhaling his aroma. The feeling guilt rose inside me, I pushed it down with the thought that I didn’t regret anything that had happened. I didn’t know where we would go from this, how much more we would explore, but I was excited by the possibilities.
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