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With some ugly weather rolling in, your favorite MILF Fem Dom Viv may have some connection issues today, which makes it a perfect day to finish up our erotic story, while you dream of sensual phone sex sessions.

When we last left our horny hounddog, he was shooting his jizz, straight down the redheaded barfly’s throat, and greedy slut that he is, wants more.

The Switch Part 3

She had this hot little roadster and seemed to like making a game of it, speeding up and then slowing down when it looked like I was falling too far behind. A few miles from the bar, we pulled into a couple of spaces in front of a nice condo complex. As we walked up to the door, she grabbed my ass and gave it a quick squeeze, and once we’d gotten through the door, she pushed me back against the wall and locked me into another hot, long, wet kiss. When she finally let loose of her lock on my lips, I had to take a deep breath and had another boner rising in my briefs. I wanted to fuck her so bad. She kicked off her high heels and led me up the stairs. From behind, I could watch her ass bounce up and down underneath her tight, tight short skirt. It rose up almost to the point where I could see a hint of her panties peeking out. I’d been with a lot of older women, but none that got me so hot.

Once we got into the bedroom, I took her into my arms once again and pulled her up close. Her tits felt so warm and firm up against my body and she ground one of her thighs into my crotch. She pushed me away as she began to unzip the side of her skirt. Immediately, I slipped off my shoes and pulled my t-shirt off over my head. As I sat on the bed to pull off my socks, I looked up to see her skirt fall down around her ankles, revealing some sexy black lingerie. The bra was low-cut and opened from the front, barely concealing her perky breasts. They sort of flowed over the sides of the material. Her panties were hip-hugging bikinis, showing off her smooth, firm thighs. She stepped out of the skirt and walked over to me. There, just within what seemed like an inch from my face, she unhooked the front of her bra and let it fall away from those delicious-looking breasts. I reached up and took them in my hands. They were just big enough to palm, like a pair of oranges, and she let me rub and squeeze them for a bit before pushing my hands away.

She stepped up between my legs and took my head in her hands. She pulled my head forward and proceeded to rub my face into those warm, fleshy mounds. My hands slid lightly up and down her back, finally settling on that firm ass. I squeezed and rubbed it, trying not to be too rough. I was in heaven. I pulled my head back and licked and sucked on her nipples, running the tip of my tongue light across them and around the aureolas until they felt as hard as large pencil erasers. I bit them gently and I could hear her moan. Thus encouraged, I began kissing my way down her stomach. She pushed me back onto the bed and returned the favor. Her lips and tongue felt so wet and warm on my body as she worked her way down my chest and abs. Her fingertips playfully pinched my nipples as her tongue ran round and round my bellybutton and then darted in and out of it.

By this time, my cock was hard and throbbing again, and I wanted to fuck her pussy so badly, but she wouldn’t let me up. Joan climbed up on top of me and sat straddling my crotch. Her ass ground into my dick and balls. I tried to sit up, but she pushed me back down and lay with her breasts mashed tight into my chest as she bit and licked my neck. I closed my eyes and just let her go. I could feel the pre-cum beginning to flow in large amounts as she continued to massage my cock with that firm, tight butt of hers. She started out with a sort of round and round motion, pressing my meat tightly against my body, and then graduated to a dry hump. She started this out slowly, then began to go faster. She must have had some sort of psychic powers, because every time I felt like I wasn’t going to be able to hold back any longer, she would slow down or stop and work my chest with her tongue and kiss and suck my lips.

My hands were left to roam her body with abandon as she continually brought me to the edge of ecstasy. Her skin felt smooth as silk and as soft as velvet. It was a kind of milky peach color and was so warm to my touch. I finally just closed my eyes and let go. She wanted to be in control of things. I wasn’t going to argue. I began moaning, which I never do, and she began riding me faster and harder. I’d never had a woman do this to me before and I loved it. It was giving me such intense pleasure, so much different from just shoving my dick into a pussy and slamming away till I came, that I didn’t mind just going along for the ride. My pubes were soaked with my pre-cum and I told her I was going to blow my load. That brought my next surprise of the night. She leaned across me and pulled open the drawer on her nightstand. From it, she pulled a bottle of lube. I asked her what she was going to do with that and all she would say was that I’d see and that I’d really, really like it. In my mind I wasn’t sure, but from the way my cock began to hurt from the pressure of that pent-up jiz, I could tell it was willing to lead me anywhere.

Joan must have seen the uncertainty in my face, because she just grinned and said not to worry. I think I just sort of mumbled something. I was really in no condition to do much more at this point. She stood up and pulled my pants and briefs the rest of the way off, allowing my cock to spring to freedom. It was such a relief, as it had been pressing so tight against the material of my underwear. I’d never seen it so big. Normally it’s about seven-and-a -half inches long and maybe six inches around, but it looked like I’d gained another inch in length from all her work down there. You can imagine how all that pressure down there must have felt. It laid heavy against my abs and felt like a hot poker. The head was a dark purple color. Pre-cum just seemed to flow out of it like water from a garden hose.

She told me to slide up so that my body was entirely on the bed and then she got down in-between my legs and began running the tip of her tongue up and down the underside of my shaft. I tried to grab her hair in my fingers, but she slapped my hands away as she ran it down to my balls and licked and tickled there. They were tight up against the shaft and were beginning to hurt. I haven’t had blue balls in years. Then, she sat up and took that bottle of lube and poured a bit out onto her index finger. I felt it slide into my crack, right behind my balls and massage the spot between them and my asshole. It tingled and felt so good. I’d played with myself down there before and with just the right amount of pressure, it could bring goosebumps all over my body. I’d never had a woman who liked to do that for me before. Or even mentioned it. It just seemed kinda weird to me that playing around with my butt could be pleasurable. I mean, it’s not like I was gay or anything.

After massaging there a little more, I could feel the tip of her finger pressing on the entrance to my asshole. I involuntarily clenched my ass a bit, not used to the unfamiliar feeling of having something knocking at the door to come in, but as he ran her fingertip round the rim, I let go and gave in to the new pleasure I was enjoying. She took my meat in her hand and began bobbing up and down on it slowly and stroking the shaft with her hand. Then, I felt her finger squeeze it’s way into my ass. A shudder went through me and I emitted a loud groan. I could feel it wiggling in me and as she slid it in all the way to the knuckle, I felt it rubbing against my prostate.

Oh my god!! Suddenly, I began trembling and shaking all over. It was so intense. I couldn’t hold off any longer and as I began to cum, I looked up to see her on her knees over me- and she was stroking not MY cock, but HERS!! I didn’t have time to think. My load, when it blew, was huge, I hit myself in my face and it spurted all over my chest and abs. I was shaking and my butt was clenching and releasing. It just seemed like someone had turned on the taps and all I could focus on was the sight of her there, with her head thrown back and her back arched, stroking away furiously on this dick that seemed to pop out of nowhere as she continued to work my hole with that nasty finger of hers.

And then Joan came. She blew this load all over my chest, where it mixed with my own cum that was pooled there all over and between my pecs. The heat of it stung against my skin. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath. My head was swimming as she leaned in and began to lick the jiz off my body. Her tongue felt rough as she lapped it up from my head down to my crotch until I was completely clean. When she had finished, she collapsed on top of me and snuggled up against my shoulder. It just seemed natural to slip my arms round her and hug her close to my chest. I didn’t care whether she had a pussy or a cock or whatever down between her legs. I was just too worn out and intrigued my new experience. Little did I know that we weren’t finished yet. Joan had some more surprises in store.

THE END

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