Seeing my MILF taking every inch of me as I pounded into her was a great view, and I enjoyed this for some time, just steadily thrusting away while this gorgeous woman grunted and moaned under me. She was mare than taking it; she was pushing back into me as well, and I enjoyed watching the ‘ripple’ across her ass from my thrusting. But now it was time to see HOW open she was to me.
I then urged my MILF onto the bed, and moving in behind her again, placed my knees outside Sarah’s, but ‘hooked’ my feet inside hers to hold her legs. I was going to need that, because I pushed my now slick disk down her crack…and nudged against her anus. Feeling her stiffen I moved one hand to her shoulder, the other to the flat of her back and said “Come on pet, you can do this. Exhale and push back…that’s it, breathe….” And then I began a firm, slow, steady push, ignoring her tensing and pleas.
Sarah half-figured this was coming, and she tried to obey her lover, but her butt was TIGHT. She had only tried this once before, and it was not with her current boyfriend. “Danny! – Oooh! Please!” she said. But like an unyielding probe, the invader was moving into new territory. “AHHH!” she called out, because she felt the head ‘pop’ inside her. Sarah realized her eyes were tearing when she called “Wai-WAIT!…(huff-huff) Hold-Hold on Danny, let me adjust…” she cried. Sarah had barely time to catch her breath, when she felt the invader began to move. “Oh SHIT” she said aloud.
“S-Slow Danny! S-Slow…Ahhh….” Sarah said. She was sure that she was a sight, because now her face was flushed, and pushed into the sheets. Sarah groaned as she concentrated on her butt being able to accept her lover’s cock, but after several minutes, Sarah began to experience an almost ‘euphoria.’ The only real pain was at the anus itself, but the feeling of this man being deep in bowels was somehow powerfully erotic, and when, at her lover’s urging Sarah began to vigorously rub her clit, her moans became powerfully loud.
When my head first ‘popped’ in, the way it did so made me surprised there wasn’t a sound! Sarah Holland’s anus was TIGHT-TIGHT-TIGHT, so much so it was a bit painful for me. Actually the way her anus grabbed my dick I’m surprised my eyes weren’t bugging out! I heard my gorgeous MILF cry out, I’m sure any other rooms had to know what we were doing, but I wasn’t going to stop now. Once in I had to go s-l-o-w, but the sight of my dick penetrating my MILF’s anus was just incredible.
It took quite a bit, but very slowly, Sarah Hollands anus began to accommodate me, and I was able to move. Things really got going though, when at my urging she began to rub herself. It must have taken me 10 minutes to get myself in most of the way and able to start to stroke, but once Sarah got into it, her hips began matching mine. This sensation, combined with her pulsing anus had me moaning equally as loud, because an incredibly intense orgasm was rolling my way. I was trying to hold on, but it was a losing battle.
Sarah could feel the wave, and it was a big one. The feeling had gone from having her face stuffed in the sheets and nearly crying to an incredible euphoric wave. It was a combination of erotic pain, sex, her masturbation, submission….everything. ‘DAMN this kid’ she thought. Her hips were now working in unison with her lover, and her anus was ‘pulsing’. Sarah Holland knew from Danny Goddard’s twitching what was coming, and she shut her eyes as she rolled over the edge.
My MILF was working with me. The pulsing of her anus & colon, squeezing my dick as I slid myself inside her was just too much. I heard a sound, a growing wail…damned if it wasn’t me! I was trying my best to hang in there but I was going over the edge. I was holding Sarah’s hips and thrusting, when she suddenly began jerking and pulsating too. It was a mutual orgasm, so intense for me I thought I saw fucking flashbulbs.
After they both came, Sarah Holland & Danny Goddard slumped onto the bed. Between their animalistic wailing and the squeaking of the bed, there could be no doubt to ANYONE at the Inn as to what had just transpired, but neither really cared. In fact, they shared a mutual laugh as they lay there in their post-orgasmic delirium., drifting for a time in and out of a mutual dozing state.
We had lay there for a while, naked, staring at the ceiling, but eventually I got my MILF to her feet, and guided her to the bath. This old Victorian house’s bathroom featured a huge Clawfoot tub, so even with the wraparound sh ower curtain there was plenty of room. I enjoyed soaping and rinsing Sarah Holland’s body, and she did mine as well, and at the end, I was sure I had another throw in me.
Sarah lay there for a time and allowed her body to adjust. Afterall, it wasn’t every day she had her butthole penetrated and stretched like that. It was really too bad that they had gotten together under these circumstances, or…’No girl, don’t’ she told herself, but it was hard to not think it when the kid half her age was enjoyed caressing and holding her body in the shower, and by the looks of her lover’s cock, he wanted one more for the road, as it were, and Sarah Holland decided she was just fine with that.
We played a bit of ‘grab-ass’ as we dried off, and found ourselves back at the bed. My MILF had just climbed into bed, when from my little pack I produced an envelope with a thumb drive. “There it is” I said, and tossed it to her.
Sarah’s eyes popped open “Wow! So that is everything?”
“As far as you know” I replied, as I had a seat on the edge of the bed. (I was holding a pic or two, just in case)
“So it’s not everything.” She said sarcastically
“At this point, it doesn’t matter,” I replied. “If either of us “sells out” the other, we’re both assured a lot of long-term hurt, so why worry?”
“True.” Sarah responded, then asked “So why are you even giving me this then?”
“Because you’re right. Sooner or later, we get caught…and I don’t want to get caught anymore than you do, but I’ll tell you one thing…”
“Oh?” she asked.
“You’ve been enjoying this whether you want to admit it or not, and this evening has been proof of it.” As I said that I stood and placed her hand on my stiffening dick. “Take – oooh – what’s in your hand for example – aahhh – (she squeezed it) you seemed only too happy to have it inside you – yesss – (she gave it a pump) so why have some more fun tonight before we go our separate ways?”
Sarah had to admit the damn kid was right. He wasn’t what she would have sought out in a lover to be sure, but so far, he was proving worthy of the name, no matter the means by which this got started. So she simply smiled and rolling away to expose her ass to this young man half her age, she slid herself over towards the edge of the bed, then emitted a laugh as he pulled her. Sarah’s submissive side was going full bore. She was wet again, and groaned with lust as she felt the kid slide the best part of him inside her.
My dick was stiff, knowing I was going to his that pussy one more time, so as she slid towards me I grabbed those hips and moved her to the position I wanted her in. That pussy looked fantastic through the gap between her legs, and with her positioned I eased my hips forward…a nudge here… a bit of a shift…and I slid it inside her like I was a 3rd baseman batted in to home. That gorgeous MILF looked back at me and groaned, shifting and pushing back into me, and I began to happily stroke away, enjoying the squeaky noises of the bed.
Sarah was laying on her side & her lover was standing. He was thrusting powerfully into her, just as she liked it. She instinctively grasped & moved one ample ass cheek open to let him hit her deeper, and grunted loudly as he did so. With her other hand she steadied herself and began pushing back, telling her lover “Ah..YES…Come on….Give it to me Dan-nn-nn-ny…”. Sarah looked away and moaned very loudly. The sound of him sliding into her and the bed made for a lovely noise.
It felt good to give that gorgeous MILF a hard fuck. She was taking everything I was pushing in to her, and asking more for more, even holding her ass open for me. I got even more aggressive, lifting & supporting one of her legs, and with the other hand I grasp her breast & began to squeeze and tug her nipple. When I did I saw Sarah’s face wince, but not from pain, and the tone of her moaning became louder.
‘Oh shit Girl’ Sarah thought. Damned if that kid didn’t go and give her exactly what she had asked for. It was one thing to have him hold her leg and power-thrust himself into her with abandon, but Sarah Holland’s weakness was men playing with her chest, and this kid seemed to enjoy it. He was tugging and lightly tweaking her nipple as he thrust, and it just made her want to melt. It certainly made her gush, and she could feel herself go even wetter. “AHhhhhhhhh….Gah-FUCK me!” she moaned.
I REALLY liked having a gorgeous MILF tell me to fuck her…so I proceeded to do just that. I fell into a good rhythm, pumping away. It felt GREAT to be thrusting inside her, tweaking her breast (she had to really be in to that) while she pushed back into me, and the bed squeaking just made it that much better. I wanted to maintain control though, so I pulled out (much to her dismay)…rolled her onto her back…a little adjustment…and with her knee/ankles together and feet straight up and beside my head, I pu-uu-shed in, and continued to happily pound away.
“Oh-Gah-hhh-h.Da-Dan-Danny-yy-y-y…” Sarah said. It was so good she wasn’t even getting whole words out. The kid was positively pounding himself in to her, and Sarah was positively enjoying every inch of it. She wasn’t to this position on her back, and when her lover held her loges in place with one arm while switching over to her other breast, Sarah Holland found herself squirming in pleasure, as she took it, asking Danny Goddard to fuck her.
I was REALLY enjoying giving it to his gorgeous MILF….MY gorgeous MILF, at least for a bit more. The way she was moving I had to be doing it right, so I cracked open those thighs and only slightly slowing my stride I transitioned to an arm under each thigh. ‘Now for the fun’ I thought, and rolling forward, I moved her thighs up & open until her feet were pointing straight up, and I could feel my mushroom head rubbing Sarah Holland’s cervix. The reaction was priceless.
The kid had been steady at it, plunging himself in and out of her with abandon for what, an hour? Nearly at the start Sarah had glanced at the clock, then just now, and damned if it hadn’t been that, if not more! A super-intense Tsunami had been slowly, steadily building inside her So when the kid rolled her into this position, she wasn’t sure what was going on, but when he shifted up and that fat mushroom head rubbed her G-spot, Sarah simply didn’t know what to do with herself.
“Oh…OH N-No Johna- O-OH-SH-SH-Shit….AHHHH!!!!!!!” When her lover began making those little circles on her G-spot, that was the total shit! Sarah tucked her chin, she tried, but she was well past holding on. Her body began spasming and she convulsed on her lovers cock as she screamed bloody murder. After the build up of steady pumping, THAT orgasm felt like she got pushed into another fucking dimension or something, and the quaking, shaking orgasm lasted a solid 20 seconds before Sarah found herself laying there, panting, completely and totally spent.
I still had one last trick. Well, not a trick so much, but something I’m sure she would remember. With care I rolled my totally compliant MILF over and on to her stomach. I’m sure she was expecting me to violate her in some new way, but instead, I took the bottle of lotion that was on the night stand and, starting on Sarah Holland’s calf, I began a steady, deep massage, periodically switching to her lower back, then to the back of the knees, spine below the ribs…steadily working my way up. In moments, my totally gorgeous MILF was out, in a deep-deep sleep.
***
It was well past midnight when Sarah awoke. She was totally alone, and beside the squeaking of the bed, the Inn was silent. Her lover, who had been thoughtful enough to wrap her nakedness in a blanket, was gone. At least he had left a small envelope, and it contained a small hand written note: “You were far too pretty & peacefully sleeping to wake. I’m very sorry for the way we met, but I do not regret what we’ve been doing. In fact, my only regret is that it must end. You are now free, but I will treasure this time always. D.”
Sarah needed to get dressed & get home. Her adult son or husband could be home soon and she could not afford the risk of being caught. It was over, at last Sarah Holland was free. She could now go back to her normal life. Sarah sat at the Inn, alone except for the last moments of her dying double-life, and wept sad, mournful tears