The most years that separated us was 21.
I got a story for you. My first MILF
I was on the Rapid, that's like the El Train in Chicago, but in Cleveland. I was 26, and I saw this fine dark chocolate MILF with long dark chocolate legs, a skirt just above the knees, and 3 inch heels.
The train was packed, so she was standing holding on to the railing near the ceiling. A guy trying to be a gentleman asked her if she wanted his seat and she politely declined. I think it's because she wanted to show off them legs, and that cute ass.
I made eye contact with her right after that and shot my shot
"Excuse me Miss Lady, I don't mean any disrespect, but I just had to tell you that you look amazing in those heels."
"Thank you, young man."
"I'm not that young. I'm old enough to ask for your number. But I'm getting off at the next stop."
She reminded me of Suzanne Douglas, from Jason's lyric, but with a slightly darker complexion.
She withdrew a piece of paper from her purse, wrote down her number and slid it into my hand.
"Call me tonight if you're serious. Only little boys wait 3 days."
My dick got hard right then, so I shifted my position and she looked down and smiled.
"I'm getting off at the next stop, too"
When the train stopped at Superior Rapid station we both got off and walks down the stairs down to Superior Avenue.
I tried to to continue the conversation but she put a finger up and said. "My bus is coming, call me tonight"
That night I called her about 8 pm. Our conversation drifted into music because I'm a singer and she tried to call me young.
I played some William DeVaughn, "Be thankful..." for her and she was impressed.
"How old are you again?" She laughed
"26", I said. "But I'm an old soul. How old are you?"
"47. You ever been with a woman my age?"
I shook my head no, but over the phone she didn't see it so she said, "Hmmm?"
"No."
I've never had much game is so I asked who her favorite singers were and started singing some Jackie Wilson. Now, I was born in 77, so Jackie Wilson is a little bit before my time but, as I said, I'm an old soul.
"You are going to make sure I have a nice long shower."
"Make sure you think about me when you're in there," I said, directing the conversation as I wanted it, toward sex.
"Boy, I would tear you to pieces. You probably wouldn't even know what to do with this."
Don't tempt me, you just might see"
"Not tonight. Tonight it's just my toy in the shower. I've got my seventeen-year-old here and the shower is the only time I have some privacy," she said letting out a slight moan.
"But... You're playing with yourself now... aren't you?"
"Maybe"
I chuckled
"Don't laugh."
"I'm not. I do want to watch you, though."
"Do you now? Look, I'll call you back when I get out of the shower."
About an hour later she called me back and we started talking music from the 60s and 70s.
Actually, she was more like quizzing me because you couldn't believe that someone my age knew so much about music before my time.
We talked on the phone for a couple of weeks and she told me she had the Saturday off, and I told her to come by.
I made some fettuccine alfredo with chicken, and when she came to the door the apartment smelled of Italian food.
I thought we were going to eat first, but she had other plans.
She came through the door with the cleavage of those perky B cups showing in her red blouse, and a black skirt slightly shorter than the one I originally saw her in.
She ran into my arms and kissed me.
After the passion of the kiss, she reached for my belt, unbuckled my jeans, slid down to her knees and sucked my dick right there the kitchen.
She grabbed me with one hand behind my balls, gently squeezed her thumb and index finger and I got hard as fuck.
"You like that shit, huh" but her voice was different than it was on the phone. It was like the old pornstar Chocolate talking shit.
"Yeah," I said, grabbing the back of her head and she shook me off.
"No. Let me do what I do."
I backed off and held on to the refrigerator as my knees started to buckle from her glorious sucking. Oh my fucking God, this bitch could suck dick. The slurping, the drooling.
I stood there loving it the entire way.
I looked down and she was playing with her pussy through the skirt with one hand and holding my dick with the other. The way her feet were splayed out behind her I could see the backs of those three-inch heels and I got even harder.
I love a woman in high heels. It's one of my weaknesses, one of my fetishes. I also love MILFs. I'm getting a 2 for 1.
I felt myself about to bust, so I pulled back toward the refrigerator, but she waddled on her knees and wouldn't let me go.
"Are you a freak?" She said, stopping momentarily, then returning to suck my dick after the question.
"Yeah."
"Are you a fucking freak?" she said.
"God...yeah," I said. "I... God..."
"Alright then," she said, and she did a move I've never had anybody do since.
"I'm gonna...," I said as I looked down and she deep throated my dick to the balls, and with one hand did a jackrabbit move with her index finger and her thumb and rabbit Jacked me off at the same moment I came.
"Godddddddddd!" I screamed, so loud they could hear it a block away.
She took it all. All of it, every last fucking drop and my knees buckled. If not for the refrigerator I would have fallen on the floor.
She manipulated me. Used my moment of weakness against me.
She came up, stood in front of me, grabbed the back of my head and thrust her tongue down my throat. I tried to fight, but couldn't. I reached out my hand to push her, and she did some kind of kung fu, Bruce Lee move and wrapped my hand in hers.
She grabbed the back of my head and twisted her hands in my afro to pull me closer.
I found a way to be disgusted and turned on at the same goddamn time. Disgusted at...well, you know. And turned on by a woman shoving her tongue halfway down my goddamn throat.
If you remember the scene from Nightmare on elm Street 4 when Freddy Krueger kissed that black girl and said "Wanna suck face?"
It was just like that.
She let go of me, I pushed her away and looked at her with wild eyes. Pissed, and spitting like I'd just tasted kombucha.
"What the fuck did you do that for?"
"How are you going to expect me to taste you if you don't like it yourself? Hmmm? And you got a good diet, though. You taste good. You eat a lot of pineapples?"
I spat again.
She walked up to me defiantly, grabbed my still hard dick, and pulled me back toward my bedroom.
I fumed, and just as I was about to erupt she squeezed my dick so firmly I nearly passed out, but kept on walking.
This bitch was crazy.
She turned me around, let go of my dick and pushed me on the bed with both hands.
She got down on her knees and started stroking my dick.
I was mad, but I couldn't remember for what anymore. This fucking bitch had me.
With one hand she started unbuttoning her blouse - no bra - and her b-cup titties spilled out. She had dark silver dollar sized areolas with nipples like thimbles and I began to drool.
I love Titties.
Immediately I started drooling and I reached for one.
She swatted my hand away as she continued to Jack my dick. Then, she grabbed my hand in hers and placed it on her nipple. I rubbed it gently.
"Squeeze a little harder...not too much."
I did as I was told. I've never had a chick work me before, but I never fucked with a chick 21 years my senior.
"That's it," she said.
Then she leaned over and kissed my dick again. For five seconds she lick up and down the shaft of my dick, and that she put it in her mouth and started sucking again.
Anyone who is fucked with an older chick knows a lot of them do so much goddamn licking up and down your shaft and not enough sucking your dick. I've had that shit before (not before this chick, but since her).
Oh, but this one, she would much rather suck dick than lick my dick.
She shrugged out or her blouse. Still sucking my dick, and sucking it so fucking well, she stood with her butt tooted in the air and my dick still in her mouth.
She didn't miss a stroke. She reached one hand behind her back can unzipped her skirt.
With a wiggle the skirt slowly fell to the floor as if she did it with her mind like the chick from Bewitched.
I felt myself about to cum again and she slid a hand up and squeezed just below the head of my dick.
"Not yet," she said. "Condoms?"
I nodded my head over to the dresser and with one hand still clasping my dick she reached over to grab one.
With her teeth she took it out of the package, slid her hand down to the base of my dick, squeezed, and with the other hand rolled the condom on.
"You never had an older woman ride your dick have you?"
"Nah, I..."
"Shut up. You talk too much."
This was odd. This was... This bitch didn't know who she was fucking with. I'm Sunny Rothmiller. I know everything. Names dates...
This was me in my mind. I'm usually the one talking shit. But like Sunny Rothmiller in Low Down Dirty Shame, she showed me who was boss that day
Like Sexy Brown Chocolate talking shit to Wesley Pipes she was like..."Not today"
She threw her leg over me and straddled my dick. Her hips Rocked forward, then back, then forward again, then back, then forward again.
She had abs like she did yoga or Pilates or some shit. But she rode my dick like it was the Kentucky Derby.
My mind was spinning. I'm forgetting how to take control in this bitch. Who the fuck did this bitch think she was?
She grabbed my face with one hand, and smacked me gently...well, not so gently, and I snapped out of it.
With both hands I grabbed her hips and felt them roll. Oh, that beautiful roll. Her stomach clenched showing those well-defined abs, but not too defined.
She's grinding and I throw my hips back up into her and I hear her moan. I needed that. Hearing that moan brought me back.
I'm not her bitch, She's mine.
I threw my hips back into her and she moaned again, so I did it again, and again, and again, and again. I did it until her strokes lost their rhythm like a white person dancing.
But my strokes never did. They never lost their rhythm after she smacked me.
With my right hand I let go of her hip. And with my thumb I began to flick her swollen clit over, and over and over again.
She had one of those Vanessa del Rio clits that swelled, and every time I flipped it, she moaned, and moaned louder, and louder still. Until...
She let loose a neanderthal scream that could call back the ice age. And while she was screaming I'm tapping on her swollen clit with my thumb over and over and over again and she started convulsing.
She tried to roll off of me, but I wouldn't let her. I swiveled my hips to the left and to the right like I was the bull and she was the cowgirl attempting to dismount.
Finally, I let her go. She heaved on her back while laying on my bed. But I wasn't done.
I looked at her. This bitch tried to take me out. Like I was her bitch. Nah. Bitch I'm Sunny Rothmiller.
I watched her for a second. Maybe, more than a second. The face that a woman has as she's coming is one of the most beautiful in the world.
A 47 year old woman with a body that would put women half her age to shame. Almost defined abs, you could just barely see the hint of them.
Perky B-cup breasts with thimble sized nipples.
A C-section mark just below her stomach.
Her legs were spread wide open, knees up. Her heels on the bed displaying a beautiful dark chocolate pussy. She had a strip running down to just above her pussy lips that was sprinkled with gray hairs. I have never seen gray hair on a pussy until then
I wasn't done with this bitch by a damn sight, but when I looked down at my dick - he was done.
"You motherfucking traitor," I nearly said aloud.
Fuck it. I thought. she's going to know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon her.
I got on my stomach just below her and forced her legs in the air. I'm a pussy eating master, and that day, on that moment that Padawan was about to meet a Jedi Knight.
Her swollen Vanessa del Rio clit was pulsing. I rubbed it with my thumb and she let loose a low moan.
I licked it, then slid my double jointed fingers inside her pussy and her back arched. I crooked my finger and began to stroke her g-spot from the inside while I lick her clit.
She began to moan, louder, and louder, and louder still. My dick was starting to get hard but the condom was gone. The only way I was going to tame this bitch was by eating her pussy like it had never been eaten before.
She was tired, but I had gotten my second wind.
I started licking, and sucking, then licking and sucking and licking then sucking that clit as I stroked her g-spot from the inside. I felt a swell to the right of her g-spot.
She was about to squirt.
A gutteral scream erupted and she did exactly as I thought. She squirted. Not as drastically as they do in the movies, but just a little bit.
I slid my index finger inside her alongside my middle finger and began making that 'come here' movement.
Her back began arching, then flattening, then arching again. She began moaning, and moaning.
I had this bitch.
I kept alternating between licking, then sucking that clit while making my fingers Rome the inside of her pussy and another scream erupted, and then another.
She squeeze her legs around my head, but I didn't stop. I was just getting started.
I wouldn't let go.
I pressed my face my face against her pussy, put that clit in my mouth and started sucking it and she let loose and ear piercing shriek. Thank God for her thighs being over my ears.
She was pounding the bed trying to get me to stop, but I wouldn't. She scooted around the bed trying to get me to stop. 30 degrees, then 90 degrees, then 180 degrees, then 360 degrees, then 720 degrees, and I held on for dear life.
I kept sucking that clit and doing the come here movement with my fingers on the inside of her pussy and she was shrieking. I felt her legs quiver, but I didn't give a fuck.
Sonny Rothmiller is back, bitch.
She is bucking her hips like an angry bull, and with one arm underneath her butt I was ready for the ride.
She kept going, panting and screaming and shrieking, and I kept sucking that clit and stroking that g-spot from the inside. I could feel smaller squirts burst against my neck, but I was out of harm's way. I was at the very top of the clit. They can burst down there all they want to.
810 degrees.
900 degrees.
This bitch was going around and around and around my bed and I wasn't letting go of her ass.
That bullshit she pulled earlier, she was going to pay for that shit. How fucking dare she kiss me like that with my...
I shook my head at the thought.
I am eating that bitch like it's my last meal before The Green Mile. And oh how The Green Mile seems so long.
The bitch pulled a 1080 and shortly after that she fell off of my bed, onto the floor and away from my tongue.
With her legs still trembling, her chest still heaving, her eyes looking down at the ground with the look of a beaten woman.
I stood up, chest out and she raised her eyes to look at me.
"How many times did you cum?"
"How the fuck did you, how did you, how did you, how did you... Who taught you how to do that?"
"How many times did you cum," I said, a little more force in my voice.
"I lost count at 21," she said meekly. "Who taught you how to do that?"
"That was payback for what you did in the kitchen," I said, mentally trying to shake away the thought of her kissing me in the mouth after swallowing my nut.
"I'm sorry," she said, her legs still shaking. "I didn't..." Her chest still heaving, and her still trying to catch her breath. "I just...I never came that many times in my life."
A broad smile spread across my face like the Grinch who stole Christmas.
I'd tamed the bitch that tried to tame me.
She looked up at me and smiled and I helped her up off the floor. We walk to the kitchen butt ass naked. I made her a plate a fettuccine alfredo with chicken and we sat down and watched a movie.
Later on that night we slept like lovers, even though that was kind of like a first date.
The following morning she had an attitude because... Who the fuck knows, she's a woman.
She ended up telling me later that she couldn't be with a guy like me because I was a year younger than her oldest son.
She said that she had fun, but she was a mother and she had to consider certain things.
But, that was my first MILF, and I've been longing for those older Black cougars ever since, particularly, the slim, fit ones
I got a story for you. My first MILF
I was on the Rapid, that's like the El Train in Chicago, but in Cleveland. I was 26, and I saw this fine dark chocolate MILF with long dark chocolate legs, a skirt just above the knees, and 3 inch heels.
The train was packed, so she was standing holding on to the railing near the ceiling. A guy trying to be a gentleman asked her if she wanted his seat and she politely declined. I think it's because she wanted to show off them legs, and that cute ass.
I made eye contact with her right after that and shot my shot
"Excuse me Miss Lady, I don't mean any disrespect, but I just had to tell you that you look amazing in those heels."
"Thank you, young man."
"I'm not that young. I'm old enough to ask for your number. But I'm getting off at the next stop."
She reminded me of Suzanne Douglas, from Jason's lyric, but with a slightly darker complexion.
She withdrew a piece of paper from her purse, wrote down her number and slid it into my hand.
"Call me tonight if you're serious. Only little boys wait 3 days."
My dick got hard right then, so I shifted my position and she looked down and smiled.
"I'm getting off at the next stop, too"
When the train stopped at Superior Rapid station we both got off and walks down the stairs down to Superior Avenue.
I tried to to continue the conversation but she put a finger up and said. "My bus is coming, call me tonight"
That night I called her about 8 pm. Our conversation drifted into music because I'm a singer and she tried to call me young.
I played some William DeVaughn, "Be thankful..." for her and she was impressed.
"How old are you again?" She laughed
"26", I said. "But I'm an old soul. How old are you?"
"47. You ever been with a woman my age?"
I shook my head no, but over the phone she didn't see it so she said, "Hmmm?"
"No."
I've never had much game is so I asked who her favorite singers were and started singing some Jackie Wilson. Now, I was born in 77, so Jackie Wilson is a little bit before my time but, as I said, I'm an old soul.
"You are going to make sure I have a nice long shower."
"Make sure you think about me when you're in there," I said, directing the conversation as I wanted it, toward sex.
"Boy, I would tear you to pieces. You probably wouldn't even know what to do with this."
Don't tempt me, you just might see"
"Not tonight. Tonight it's just my toy in the shower. I've got my seventeen-year-old here and the shower is the only time I have some privacy," she said letting out a slight moan.
"But... You're playing with yourself now... aren't you?"
"Maybe"
I chuckled
"Don't laugh."
"I'm not. I do want to watch you, though."
"Do you now? Look, I'll call you back when I get out of the shower."
About an hour later she called me back and we started talking music from the 60s and 70s.
Actually, she was more like quizzing me because you couldn't believe that someone my age knew so much about music before my time.
We talked on the phone for a couple of weeks and she told me she had the Saturday off, and I told her to come by.
I made some fettuccine alfredo with chicken, and when she came to the door the apartment smelled of Italian food.
I thought we were going to eat first, but she had other plans.
She came through the door with the cleavage of those perky B cups showing in her red blouse, and a black skirt slightly shorter than the one I originally saw her in.
She ran into my arms and kissed me.
After the passion of the kiss, she reached for my belt, unbuckled my jeans, slid down to her knees and sucked my dick right there the kitchen.
She grabbed me with one hand behind my balls, gently squeezed her thumb and index finger and I got hard as fuck.
"You like that shit, huh" but her voice was different than it was on the phone. It was like the old pornstar Chocolate talking shit.
"Yeah," I said, grabbing the back of her head and she shook me off.
"No. Let me do what I do."
I backed off and held on to the refrigerator as my knees started to buckle from her glorious sucking. Oh my fucking God, this bitch could suck dick. The slurping, the drooling.
I stood there loving it the entire way.
I looked down and she was playing with her pussy through the skirt with one hand and holding my dick with the other. The way her feet were splayed out behind her I could see the backs of those three-inch heels and I got even harder.
I love a woman in high heels. It's one of my weaknesses, one of my fetishes. I also love MILFs. I'm getting a 2 for 1.
I felt myself about to bust, so I pulled back toward the refrigerator, but she waddled on her knees and wouldn't let me go.
"Are you a freak?" She said, stopping momentarily, then returning to suck my dick after the question.
"Yeah."
"Are you a fucking freak?" she said.
"God...yeah," I said. "I... God..."
"Alright then," she said, and she did a move I've never had anybody do since.
"I'm gonna...," I said as I looked down and she deep throated my dick to the balls, and with one hand did a jackrabbit move with her index finger and her thumb and rabbit Jacked me off at the same moment I came.
"Godddddddddd!" I screamed, so loud they could hear it a block away.
She took it all. All of it, every last fucking drop and my knees buckled. If not for the refrigerator I would have fallen on the floor.
She manipulated me. Used my moment of weakness against me.
She came up, stood in front of me, grabbed the back of my head and thrust her tongue down my throat. I tried to fight, but couldn't. I reached out my hand to push her, and she did some kind of kung fu, Bruce Lee move and wrapped my hand in hers.
She grabbed the back of my head and twisted her hands in my afro to pull me closer.
I found a way to be disgusted and turned on at the same goddamn time. Disgusted at...well, you know. And turned on by a woman shoving her tongue halfway down my goddamn throat.
If you remember the scene from Nightmare on elm Street 4 when Freddy Krueger kissed that black girl and said "Wanna suck face?"
It was just like that.
She let go of me, I pushed her away and looked at her with wild eyes. Pissed, and spitting like I'd just tasted kombucha.
"What the fuck did you do that for?"
"How are you going to expect me to taste you if you don't like it yourself? Hmmm? And you got a good diet, though. You taste good. You eat a lot of pineapples?"
I spat again.
She walked up to me defiantly, grabbed my still hard dick, and pulled me back toward my bedroom.
I fumed, and just as I was about to erupt she squeezed my dick so firmly I nearly passed out, but kept on walking.
This bitch was crazy.
She turned me around, let go of my dick and pushed me on the bed with both hands.
She got down on her knees and started stroking my dick.
I was mad, but I couldn't remember for what anymore. This fucking bitch had me.
With one hand she started unbuttoning her blouse - no bra - and her b-cup titties spilled out. She had dark silver dollar sized areolas with nipples like thimbles and I began to drool.
I love Titties.
Immediately I started drooling and I reached for one.
She swatted my hand away as she continued to Jack my dick. Then, she grabbed my hand in hers and placed it on her nipple. I rubbed it gently.
"Squeeze a little harder...not too much."
I did as I was told. I've never had a chick work me before, but I never fucked with a chick 21 years my senior.
"That's it," she said.
Then she leaned over and kissed my dick again. For five seconds she lick up and down the shaft of my dick, and that she put it in her mouth and started sucking again.
Anyone who is fucked with an older chick knows a lot of them do so much goddamn licking up and down your shaft and not enough sucking your dick. I've had that shit before (not before this chick, but since her).
Oh, but this one, she would much rather suck dick than lick my dick.
She shrugged out or her blouse. Still sucking my dick, and sucking it so fucking well, she stood with her butt tooted in the air and my dick still in her mouth.
She didn't miss a stroke. She reached one hand behind her back can unzipped her skirt.
With a wiggle the skirt slowly fell to the floor as if she did it with her mind like the chick from Bewitched.
I felt myself about to cum again and she slid a hand up and squeezed just below the head of my dick.
"Not yet," she said. "Condoms?"
I nodded my head over to the dresser and with one hand still clasping my dick she reached over to grab one.
With her teeth she took it out of the package, slid her hand down to the base of my dick, squeezed, and with the other hand rolled the condom on.
"You never had an older woman ride your dick have you?"
"Nah, I..."
"Shut up. You talk too much."
This was odd. This was... This bitch didn't know who she was fucking with. I'm Sunny Rothmiller. I know everything. Names dates...
This was me in my mind. I'm usually the one talking shit. But like Sunny Rothmiller in Low Down Dirty Shame, she showed me who was boss that day
Like Sexy Brown Chocolate talking shit to Wesley Pipes she was like..."Not today"
She threw her leg over me and straddled my dick. Her hips Rocked forward, then back, then forward again, then back, then forward again.
She had abs like she did yoga or Pilates or some shit. But she rode my dick like it was the Kentucky Derby.
My mind was spinning. I'm forgetting how to take control in this bitch. Who the fuck did this bitch think she was?
She grabbed my face with one hand, and smacked me gently...well, not so gently, and I snapped out of it.
With both hands I grabbed her hips and felt them roll. Oh, that beautiful roll. Her stomach clenched showing those well-defined abs, but not too defined.
She's grinding and I throw my hips back up into her and I hear her moan. I needed that. Hearing that moan brought me back.
I'm not her bitch, She's mine.
I threw my hips back into her and she moaned again, so I did it again, and again, and again, and again. I did it until her strokes lost their rhythm like a white person dancing.
But my strokes never did. They never lost their rhythm after she smacked me.
With my right hand I let go of her hip. And with my thumb I began to flick her swollen clit over, and over and over again.
She had one of those Vanessa del Rio clits that swelled, and every time I flipped it, she moaned, and moaned louder, and louder still. Until...
She let loose a neanderthal scream that could call back the ice age. And while she was screaming I'm tapping on her swollen clit with my thumb over and over and over again and she started convulsing.
She tried to roll off of me, but I wouldn't let her. I swiveled my hips to the left and to the right like I was the bull and she was the cowgirl attempting to dismount.
Finally, I let her go. She heaved on her back while laying on my bed. But I wasn't done.
I looked at her. This bitch tried to take me out. Like I was her bitch. Nah. Bitch I'm Sunny Rothmiller.
I watched her for a second. Maybe, more than a second. The face that a woman has as she's coming is one of the most beautiful in the world.
A 47 year old woman with a body that would put women half her age to shame. Almost defined abs, you could just barely see the hint of them.
Perky B-cup breasts with thimble sized nipples.
A C-section mark just below her stomach.
Her legs were spread wide open, knees up. Her heels on the bed displaying a beautiful dark chocolate pussy. She had a strip running down to just above her pussy lips that was sprinkled with gray hairs. I have never seen gray hair on a pussy until then
I wasn't done with this bitch by a damn sight, but when I looked down at my dick - he was done.
"You motherfucking traitor," I nearly said aloud.
Fuck it. I thought. she's going to know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon her.
I got on my stomach just below her and forced her legs in the air. I'm a pussy eating master, and that day, on that moment that Padawan was about to meet a Jedi Knight.
Her swollen Vanessa del Rio clit was pulsing. I rubbed it with my thumb and she let loose a low moan.
I licked it, then slid my double jointed fingers inside her pussy and her back arched. I crooked my finger and began to stroke her g-spot from the inside while I lick her clit.
She began to moan, louder, and louder, and louder still. My dick was starting to get hard but the condom was gone. The only way I was going to tame this bitch was by eating her pussy like it had never been eaten before.
She was tired, but I had gotten my second wind.
I started licking, and sucking, then licking and sucking and licking then sucking that clit as I stroked her g-spot from the inside. I felt a swell to the right of her g-spot.
She was about to squirt.
A gutteral scream erupted and she did exactly as I thought. She squirted. Not as drastically as they do in the movies, but just a little bit.
I slid my index finger inside her alongside my middle finger and began making that 'come here' movement.
Her back began arching, then flattening, then arching again. She began moaning, and moaning.
I had this bitch.
I kept alternating between licking, then sucking that clit while making my fingers Rome the inside of her pussy and another scream erupted, and then another.
She squeeze her legs around my head, but I didn't stop. I was just getting started.
I wouldn't let go.
I pressed my face my face against her pussy, put that clit in my mouth and started sucking it and she let loose and ear piercing shriek. Thank God for her thighs being over my ears.
She was pounding the bed trying to get me to stop, but I wouldn't. She scooted around the bed trying to get me to stop. 30 degrees, then 90 degrees, then 180 degrees, then 360 degrees, then 720 degrees, and I held on for dear life.
I kept sucking that clit and doing the come here movement with my fingers on the inside of her pussy and she was shrieking. I felt her legs quiver, but I didn't give a fuck.
Sonny Rothmiller is back, bitch.
She is bucking her hips like an angry bull, and with one arm underneath her butt I was ready for the ride.
She kept going, panting and screaming and shrieking, and I kept sucking that clit and stroking that g-spot from the inside. I could feel smaller squirts burst against my neck, but I was out of harm's way. I was at the very top of the clit. They can burst down there all they want to.
810 degrees.
900 degrees.
This bitch was going around and around and around my bed and I wasn't letting go of her ass.
That bullshit she pulled earlier, she was going to pay for that shit. How fucking dare she kiss me like that with my...
I shook my head at the thought.
I am eating that bitch like it's my last meal before The Green Mile. And oh how The Green Mile seems so long.
The bitch pulled a 1080 and shortly after that she fell off of my bed, onto the floor and away from my tongue.
With her legs still trembling, her chest still heaving, her eyes looking down at the ground with the look of a beaten woman.
I stood up, chest out and she raised her eyes to look at me.
"How many times did you cum?"
"How the fuck did you, how did you, how did you, how did you... Who taught you how to do that?"
"How many times did you cum," I said, a little more force in my voice.
"I lost count at 21," she said meekly. "Who taught you how to do that?"
"That was payback for what you did in the kitchen," I said, mentally trying to shake away the thought of her kissing me in the mouth after swallowing my nut.
"I'm sorry," she said, her legs still shaking. "I didn't..." Her chest still heaving, and her still trying to catch her breath. "I just...I never came that many times in my life."
A broad smile spread across my face like the Grinch who stole Christmas.
I'd tamed the bitch that tried to tame me.
She looked up at me and smiled and I helped her up off the floor. We walk to the kitchen butt ass naked. I made her a plate a fettuccine alfredo with chicken and we sat down and watched a movie.
Later on that night we slept like lovers, even though that was kind of like a first date.
The following morning she had an attitude because... Who the fuck knows, she's a woman.
She ended up telling me later that she couldn't be with a guy like me because I was a year younger than her oldest son.
She said that she had fun, but she was a mother and she had to consider certain things.
But, that was my first MILF, and I've been longing for those older Black cougars ever since, particularly, the slim, fit ones
When I was 23 I smashed this 33 year old lady who was posted here on the "Crazy looking people on the internet" thread.
