We had spent the night together, Lynda and I, and had been extremely energetic before falling asleep in each others arms.
The next morning, we woke up slowly, but once awake, had our way with each other a couple more times, until we were completely awake and completely energized.
By the time, I was completely spent, every part of me. While at this age (50+) it wasn’t unusual to have completely worn out my cock, I had never had the experience where I couldn’t keep cunnilinging until my partner was spent.
But this time I was. My cock was worn out, my jaw was sore, my tongue was tired. Even my arms were tingling, from holding myself above her as well as some vigorous manipulation.
But Lynda still had another round left in her.
She sat me down, completely naked, in a chair at her kitchenette, and walked around in a short fuzzy sweater and a thong, getting us coffee. The sweater covered most of her ass, I could see it tickle her as she moved. And when she reached for something, the bright red strip running down between her cheeks peeked out.
She leaned over her counter, and her sweater rose up, exposing half of her ass, showing off a little more of her thong, but most was still invisible to me even though I was sitting almost directly behind her.
As she waited for the coffee machine to warm up, she picked up her phone, and, purposefully facing away from me, began scrolling. At first I thought she was just checking out fb or messages, it turned out that she was scrolling through pictures in her secret folder, watching videos, re-reading spicy messages between us. Occasionally she would turn around and show me one, “Remember this!” or “Ooooo, I love this one!” she’d squeal.
And I realized she was getting more and more worked up.
COuldn’t help herself, with one hand, she reached down below the counter, under her sweater, and start lightly touching herself. And looking over her shoulder at me, making sure I saw what she was doing. Arching her back, spreading her legs, I could now see that red strip of material pulled tight over her pussy, and then where it disappeared between her hard, round cheeks.
Her touching became rubbing, two fingers along the ridges on either side of her pussy. Then two became three, with the middle finger running right over her clit, and then into the valley between the ridges, her panties, now getting damp, preventing her finger from entering.
But that didn’t stop her from trying, pushing her finger into her pussy, pushing her panties inside, the material acting as a trampoline that’s stopping someone from hitting the ground, but just barely.
The more she pushed in, the more the material also rubbed against her clit, I could hear her breathing harder and harder, her strokes became more and more intense.
And the action of pushing her panties into her pussy, her thong rode up between her cheeks, she arched her back even more, so I could see the thin strap of material catching her tight little asshole in just the right place.
She’s enjoying the sensations that her wet panties are generating on her clit and her asshole, and she props her phone up against something on the counter as she finds a long video.
She looks back behind at me again, and sees that my cock is starting to wake up, it’s not going to be of any use still for a while, but the blood is definitely causing it to start stiffening. She smiles a wicked smile and continues.
Her tits are now plastered against the counter, she pulled her sweater off so she can feel the cool granite against them. Then, while she’s still rubbing her panties with the one hand, she reaches around behind her with the other hand, slipping a finger between her cheeks and begins tickling herself a little more directly.
She’s really enjoying all of this, but needed more.
“Wait right here,” she said, and leaned over to give the head of my cock a bit wet kiss. She disappeared, and returned in a moment with an anatomically correct dildo. “I hope you don’t mind I bring him to the party!” she giggled. She leaned over the counter again, showing her ass to me, and rubs her panties again. Then, tugging them to the side, she slid him in, slowly, until he’s pretty far in. Then, while still fingering herself in the back, she half-collpased on the counter, enjoying the feeling of fullness, while watching my stiff cock standing at attention in the video. I could tell she was imagining me inside of her again, instead.
Then she began thrusting, sliding him in and out quickly, angling him so that she got the occasional pass along her clit.
It didn’t take long to get close, and she slowed down, wanting to time her finish with the one she knew was coming on the video.
Closer, closer, closer, and she saw I’m about to explode, so she furiously fucked herself, grinding her finger into her asshole, making sure she’s positioned so I can see both holes being penetrated, and brings herself over the edge as streams of white cum burst from the tip of my cock on the video.
I could see her tight little asshole tighten as she came, adding just that little extra thrill. Finally, she pulled her hand away so she can lean on her arm on the counter, then let go of her dildo, and braced herself with both arms, watching the aftermath on the video, acutely aware that, behind her, I’m now mostly stiff. She purrs as cum drips off my cock in the video, over my balls, down my legs, and I can see the dildo slowly slip out of her as she continues to relax.
She looked behind her at me, then eyed my cock, and I moaned, “OMG that hurts! Just getting hard hurts!!!” “So I shouldn’t sit on you right now?” “I think I’d faint, give me a little bit longer to recover, please?”
The dildo fell to the floor, she wiggled to help her panties slip back into place, and she looked at my bobbing cock as the last tremors work their way through her body. “Well, maybe a little longer…”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/123wqbq/she_wanted_me_to_watch_mf