Loading...I woke up Sunday morning with an erection. What else is new, right? I ran my hand down across my chest and belly, over my hard cock and balls, and got the same little thrill I got the first time I touched myself in a sexual way, when I was about 10 years old. Life is good! Forty-two years old and I can still get turned on just by touching myself.
I looked over at Cindy to see if she was awake yet.
She was lying on her side, with her back to me, so I couldn’t really tell for sure. I moved in behind her, rubbing my hardon against her butt, seeing how she would respond. She reached back and adjusted my cock so it was nestled between her ass cheeks, so obviously she was awake.
We snuggled for a while, spoon fashion, with my hard cock resting in her crack and one arm reaching around to fondle her breasts. I pushed forward with my hips, letting her know I wanted more, and she said, “Why don’t you go get cleaned up?”
I broke away from her reluctantly and headed for the bathroom, knowing we were just getting started. I took out the anal douche we bought a few months ago and went to work. Once I had cleaned myself on the inside, I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, and headed back to the bedroom. Cindy had been busy while I was gone. The dildo and lube were sitting on the nightstand, and she had covered the bed with our “fuck blanket,” an old brown blanket that she liked to use to protect the sheets, in case we made a mess.
“Hey big boy, wanna have a little fun?” she teased.
“What did you have in mind?”
She patted the bed beside her. “Come over here and let me show you.”
I pretended to hesitate, then got on the bed. “Just lay back and let me take care of you,” she said. “You won’t be sorry!”
I laid back, closed my eyes, and let her work her magic. She ran her hands over my chest, pulling gently on my nipples, then continued down across my belly to my cock. She ran her hand up and down the shaft, coaxing out a bit of precum, then took the head in her mouth. I felt the same thrill I had felt earlier touching myself, but this was much more intense. She ran her lips up and down the shaft several times, taking me a little deeper with each stroke.
When I was good and hard, she shifted her focus to my balls. At first she just ran her tongue over them, getting them slick with her saliva. As they started to loosen up, she took first one then the other into her mouth, sucking them gently. I think that helps relax me and keep me from cumming too soon. Anyway, it feels great, and Cindy knows how much I love it. She kept at it for a few minutes, then said, “Turn over, Sweetie.”
I turned face down, rearranging my cock so I wasn’t lying right on top of it. Cindy pushed my legs apart and knelt between them. She rubbed her hands over my buns, down the backs of my thighs, then back up along the insides. Her fingers brushed against my balls, as if by accident, then her hands were on my buns again. She leaned forward and I felt her breath first, then the tip of her tongue as she ran it up along my crack, bottom to top. She pushed my cheeks apart, just a bit, and did it again, then held them further apart and blew lightly on my asshole.
They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, but for me anyway, my asshole is a better bet. Cindy of course is well aware of that fact. Next she made her tongue flat and wide, and ran it up my crack, scraping lightly against my anus on the way up. After a few more passes, she zeroed in on the tightly puckered opening, running her pointed tongue all around it, then gradually working it in. My ass got looser and more relaxed, and soon she was tongue fucking me as deep as she could go.
She took the lube and drizzled some into the crack of my ass, then got the dildo and rubbed it around in my lubed up butt crack. She held it with the tip touching my asshole, took my hand, and guided it to the dildo. “Show me,” she said. I know she likes to see me fuck myself, watch the dildo disappear into my ass, listen to me groan with pleasure. I think she also figures that if there is any pain, I’ll blame myself and not her. True enough!
I moved into a little better position, then began working the rubber cock into my ass, taking my time. I let my sphincter open up slowly, and when the head of the dildo popped inside, I held still for a bit, just to adjust to the feeling. When I was ready for more, I pushed the shaft into my ass all the way, until the balls at the base were pressed against my butt. I fucked myself that way for several strokes, then Cindy was ready to take over.
She pulled the dildo all the way out, drizzled more lube into my crack, then shoved the dildo back in with one vigorous thrust. She began pumping it in and out in long, deep strokes, and I let out a loud moan. “Oh yeah, fuck me baby, you can fuck me like that all fucking day!”
“You love it, don’t you, Sweetie. You like my big hard cock up your ass.” She was giving my ass a pretty good pounding at that point, but then she switched to shorter strokes, just three or four inches deep, so all the sensation was around my sphincter and prostate. “Or how about this? Does this feel better?”
“God, baby, it feels great however you do it. Much more of that and I’m going to lose it!”
“Turn over, then. I don’t want you making a mess on my bed.”
I turned on my back, and she took my cock in her mouth, still fucking my ass with the dildo. She ran her lips up and down the shaft a few times, then pulled away. She took my hand, gave me a little lube, and said, “Let’s see some fireworks!”
I rubbed the lube onto my cock, trying to go slow and make the feeling last. It only took a few strokes, though, before I was going full throttle, and within just a couple of minutes I erupted. Cum was flying everywhere — on my chest, my belly, the “fuck blanket,” one glob even hit my chin. If I had wanted to, I probably could have cum in my own mouth.
Cindy waited until she was sure I was completely drained. She kept the dildo buried in my ass for a couple more minutes, then slowly eased it out. We’ve learned the hard way that pulling out too fast can be an unwelcome pain in the ass.
She set the dildo aside and took my cock in her mouth, sucking, licking up any remaining love juice. When she had finished with my cock, she continued up my body, collecting all the cream I had shot onto my belly and chest. She licked up the glob on my chin, then held my head between her hands and locked lips with me. She had swallowed most of my load by then, but our kiss was still infused with the pungent, salty taste of my semen. She sucked my tongue into her mouth, working it as if she was sucking my cock, and I began to respond.
Cindy felt my cock stirring against her body, and broke the kiss to say, “You like the taste of your cum, don’t you?”
I tried to act noncommital, without much success. “I’ll bet you’d like to suck Brian’s cock.” This wasn’t the first time she mentioned Brian. He’s our neighbor, good looking, gay, unattached as far as we know. Cindy put a hand on my cock, which by now was hard as a rock again. “I wonder if Brian would like to fuck you.”
I wasn’t sure if this was just sexy talk, like foreplay, or if she was really serious. After all, if I liked the dildo so much, why wouldn’t I want to try the real thing? “Maybe Brian would rather have me fuck him,” I said, trying to change the conversation.
“Mmmm, maybe so. Maybe he’d like to get on top of you like this and sit on your cock.” With that, Cindy lubed up my cock, held it up to her butthole, and lowered herself onto it.
My cock slid into her ass easily, I raised my hips, and I was buried all the way in up to my balls. Cindy worked my cock in and out, getting a nice ride, and when we were both really into it, she said, “Close your eyes and try to imagine you’re fucking Brian.”
I closed my eyes and pictured Brian impaled on my cock, riding it up and down, with his hard cock sticking out and flopping up and down, slapping against my belly. The image was extremely vivid, and I couldn’t quite decide if I liked it or not.
I told Cindy, “Turn around so you’re facing toward my feet. That way I can see my cock sliding in and out of your ass.” What I didn’t mention is that it would also be easier to imagine I was fucking Brian if all I could see was her ass. She may have figured that out for herself. In any case, she turned around, sat on my cock again, and rode it up and down enthusiastically. If I hadn’t already cum once, I would have been done for. As it was, I was able to fuck her that way for another few minutes.
Cindy asked if we could try another position. Her knees were getting tired, and she wanted to see me face to face. I had her lie on her back, I put her legs up over my shoulders, and buried my cock in her ass. By then I was ready for the grand finale, so I began really putting it to her, hard and deep. My balls tightened up, my cock seemed to grow another inch, and then the flood began. I closed my eyes and I swear, it was as if I was actually fucking Brian, filling his ass with warm, sticky cream, feeling his sphincter squeezing every last drop out of my cock.
Cindy, meanwhile, had been masturbating furiously, and just as I was coming down, she started an intense, body-shaking orgasm of her own. I pushed into her ass as deep as I could go and just held on.
“Damn, Mister, we should do that again sometime,” she gasped when she had recovered her breath.
“Anytime!” I replied.
“Only next time, we’re inviting Brian!”