43 year old Live-in Lover - Sex Stories

43 year old Live-in Lover

... shower. I walked into Paula's bedroom an hour later as she came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. Paula reached down and feels my cock through my pants as we kiss. She begins to rub it up and down as my hand touched her towel and found her mound inside. Paula knew we were going to have a good fucking time again as I pulled her to me, my cock growing larger as she feels it against her crouch area. " Let’s take these clothes off," I said. " Oh, Yes! I want to feel this big cock in me again," She answered as she begins to unzip my pants. " I need it in me now." Paula is level with my navel. She sees my full arousal in the outline of my pants. She stared at it dazed for an instant by the sight and the touch of my knee on her own. She then raised her gaze to meet my own. I press my knee between her own, then knelt and parted her legs at the same time. I held her there, her knees under my arms, and held her chin in my hand. My gaze is primal lust and determination. " I told you I would return." Panic closed in sharply. Paula decided to make a break for it. In an instant she leaped from the chair and sprang towards the bed. I caught her just as her knee landed on the edge of the first one. I pressed her face down to the mattress, her feet hanging off the bed. I pressed my own body down on top of hers and pulled her back until she is bent over the edge of the bed. My hips are pressed to hers and my hairy chest now bare on her back. She fought me. She is horrified ...

... that I'm back so soon, she is responding heatedly to me even as her brain is trying to stop me. I held her hands against the bed and kissed her ear. " Paula," I spoke hotly in her ear. My tongue tracing the lobe, flicking slowly at the inner most part. " When are you going to realize," I pressed her hands into the bed with my own. She feels my arousal pressing hard against her round ass. The feel of my hard hot cock against her made her shamefully wet. She knew full well what I was doing. I took the moment of her change from flight to arousal to reach under our bodies for her breasts. I cupped each one in a hand, holding them firmly, then thrusting against her ass with my body, " You belong to me." My grip on her chest became harder; I reached for her nipples and pinched them into painful points. My legs covered her own and held her in place. She is bent to my contour and helpless against the hard cock running back and forth against her ass cheeks. The intensity of the moment made her moan. It is all I needed. I took my hands and ripped her towel open in a quick jerk leaving her bare to my touch. She reached to claw at me with her hands but I pressed her back down to the bed with a hand in the small of her back. The other hand moved to pull her towel off. I fingered her pussy then slip two fingers inside against the warm wet mound I'm pressing into the edge of the bed. The sound I made is possessive and masculine when I discovered she is hot and slick under me. Her mind maybe ...