Making the milf list 2 - Sex Stories

Making the milf list 2

... gotten no props for doing so. This woman sat on the table, her legs open, her cunt dewy and visible, her eyes closed. I escaped the pants around my knees, removing shoes and everything so I was naked in the kitchen with the naked woman lying on the table. Mrs. Clark watched me fight with my clothes with a sort of predatory patience. I pulled up a chair and sat down. I put a finger out and touched her cunt lips. Her whole body jerked and she moaned but otherwise, she did not change her pose. I ran my hands along her legs and they moved wider. I touched her waist with my hands and her hips rose, lifting her pussy towards my dry lips. Dry lips. I glanced down at her pussy and decided I needed a drink, so I went and got a glass of water. She watched me, her eyes lidded; posed naked on the kitchen table. I was having a 'pinch me, I think I'm dreaming' moment and I was not sure if I wanted to pinch myself before or after I fucked her. I soon figured it out. After, definitely after. I returned to the table with the glass, drinking deeply. I kept some water in my mouth, set the glass down on the floor and leaned into her body. I pressed my lips to her pussy and Mrs. Clark groaned. I was going to spray water into her cunt but I had to swallow because I was not sure where the opening was, just poor planning but it was a private mistake, a lack of experience which I was hopeful would change. Having swallowed, my curious tongue emerged from my ignorant lips and began to search around ...

... on the bare flesh for the right spot. I must have touched it because she cried out and dropped down on the table. Her hands moved to the back of my head and I felt the gentle, directing pressure. Then the lips of her pussy opened and I encountered her moisture with my tongue. Rather than pull back, I speared deeper and then licked her cunt from bottom to top and back again. Mrs. Clark squealed. "Oh, Sonnnnnny!" I am eating my friend's mom, I said to myself. My cock twitched and was hard again. Then I began to eat her in earnest. I kissed and sucked without much of a plan, sort of searching her flesh for the jerk and the flinch and the groans that I could draw from her body. I think I found her clit in the course of this blundering around between Mrs. Clark's legs. She shuddered when I touched my tongue to the protruding little bit of flesh that seemed wholly out of place. I sucked on it and tweaked it with my tongue and I thought she was going to buck me off on the floor. Luckily her hands had a firm hold on the back of my head so I was aided in keeping my mouth plastered against her quivering cunt. My lips released her clit and moved down, down to the weeping pussy. I rammed my tongue as deep into her as I could. Her whole body jerked again. She was fucking my face, bouncing her great ass on the table which shoved her pussy at my face over and over. Her legs had been up on the table where she balanced on her ass, feet and shoulders to give her leverage to fuck my tongue. The ...