I moved in and kissed her hard. "Yes, you are going to get fucked, and you're going to love it. There's no little girl in the next room now, so you can be dirty, vocal, and loud. I don't mind. In fact, it's actually an ego boost to a man when the woman gets noisy."
"Figures. Men need more ego-stroking than dick-stroking."
"Ummm. I'm not sure that that's true. But we do enjoy all forms of stroking."
Maggie finished undressing quickly and I was not far behind. She climbed into the bed and gave me a smoldering look. God, this woman was hot when she wanted to be. She smiled and ran her hands over her body. "Are you going to prove to me what you just said?" She was completely different from the woman who entered my apartment 15 minutes ago.
I crawled up next to her. "As many times as physically possible."
She grinned and we went into another clinch, kissing hard, tongues fencing, our hands finding each other's erogenous zones. When I lightly pinched her tits she broke the kiss and moaned. "Please, fuck me now. I've actually been wet most of the morning trying to figure out if I should come here or not."
I crawled up over her and centered my dick. I slowly worked it in and she threw her head back and groaned. Her shaved pussy was delectable and still very tight. It took me a couple of thrusts to pick up enough moisture to get it all the way in. Once I was buried, she put her legs up around my waist. "Why would you not have wanted to come here?"
She looked at me quickly and I could see something approaching fear pass over her face. She put her head back down. She seemed to be trying to determine if she should tell me. Finally, she did. "Because I have had bad taste in men in the past and you scare me." She looked up at me again as I slowly began to move in and out. "I'm afraid you'll think I'm pushy or trying to capture you. I don't want to scare you off by coming on too strong and I also am afraid that I will fall for you and you'll turn out to be some sort of asshole."
"Well, I don't think you are pushy, but if I don't want to be captured, I won't be. And I don't know why you said that since we've only known each other a couple of weeks. It's a little early, don't you think?" I started a little faster rhythm, dragging my dick all the way out and pushing all the way in.
"Uh!" She grunted each time I bottomed out. "What -- about -- the -- asshole -- part." Each word was punctuated by a small release of air and the speaking of each word, timed at the point where I thrust deep into her.
"Maybe I am. In that case, you can just use me for your fuck toy."
She grinned. "I'm already doing that."
We then stopped discussing anything other than the actual sex act. Maggie really got into it and I could tell that, like Mary, she loved sex. She had just controlled her urges more from the way everyone talked about the two of them. I watched as her excitement ran over her face. She would smile at me and then close her eyes and concentrate on the enjoyment her nerve endings were sending to her brain. I slow stroked her and her body was very responsive. She humped back up at me, her pubic bone and mine coming together and stimulating her clit. Her nipples were at attention and I would lean over and suck on them occasionally and she loved that, too. We thrashed and made the hump-backed animal until I filled her with cum. She had two orgasms and seemed to love them, but her talking died away as she got into it so she was not noisy at all. When we finished I moved off her and we lay there recovering. Maggie was flat on her back and I was on my side, slowly running my hand over her very flat stomach. She really was in excellent shape.
"That feels good." Maggie was purring as I rubbed her belly.
"You are in very good shape. You deserve to relax and enjoy life a little, so I'm trying to help with that."
"I certainly enjoyed that. It's been since my husband left that I've had sex more than once with anyone."
"That's a lonely existence."
"Welcome to the life of a single mother with a daughter who is living with her parents."
"Why do you live at home? Why not somewhere else? Isn't he providing child support? And you said you were doing part-time teaching until you got a permanent job."
"When he first left, I was a mess and I needed the help, not financially, just the day-to-day psychological support you get from people that love you. My parents, really my entire family, rallied around me and when my mother told me I could live at home I figured I would until I got a permanent job. Jack pays decent alimony and child support. I've just been too lazy to get out on my own. And grandparents really do make the best babysitters."
I left that alone. I wanted to say that maybe she was hiding because her self-esteem was so low, but I was afraid to even broach it. Finally, I leaned over and kissed her. "I don't know about you, but I'm getting hungry."
She smiled. I loved her smile. "Good idea. After we eat, we'll be replenished enough for another round of sex." She stood up, still naked.
"What? Again? What are you, a nympho?" I stood up on the other side of the bed and we both started toward the bedroom door.
Maggie laughed. "No, but I do have some lost time to make up for." She reached for her clothes before leaving the bedroom.
"It's pretty warm in here. Would you mind staying naked for me? I think that'll make it easier to make up for some of that lost time."
She grinned and seemed to be feeling better about herself. She seemed to hesitate only slightly before murmuring, "Okay". She went into the bathroom to clean up a little and then while I was standing there waiting, she bounced into the kitchen, and I do mean that everything bounced.
We made some sandwiches and sat on the couch and watched some of the news. I had an old blanket that I had used as a cadet thrown over the back of the sofa, so we pulled it over ourselves and Maggie cuddled up to me with her head on my shoulder. I was thinking that maybe things were moving a little fast, but I did enjoy having her around. She could be a smart-ass as right back at me when I threw a barb her way, she was gorgeous, she was obviously a good mother, and she liked me. I was still worried about where it was going, but I decided to just relax and enjoy the day with her.
After a while Maggie started running her hands over my cock to awaken it for more fun. I grinned and let her until it was hard. Then I pulled the cover back and lightly pushed on her head. I wanted some head. She got the idea and leaned over to suck me. She was pretty good and knew how to give a blowjob while making it slow and sensuous. There was no hurry, that's for sure.
Finally, I pulled her up and pushed her back on the couch. She lay back and I took in the view. She seemed a little reticent to let me look her over, still wary of me, but I looked her over good. She was flushed across the top of her chest and neck. Her hair was mussed and her face glowed showing both good health and our recent exercise. Her tits were probably bordering on c-cup and the nipples were sensational. I had sucked on them before, but they were just so delicious that I had a hard time not diving in again. But I had other things in mind. I looked down at her crotch and her shaved pussy stared back at me. It was also swollen and flushed from both our earlier tryst and her new arousal. She watched me carefully and then I smiled. "Absolutely gorgeous." She grinned.
I crawled between her legs. Her pussy was still a little wet, but she assured me that she had washed herself. I was not fond of going down on a woman with my cum in her, but she said she had cleaned it and it had been over an hour, so I went to town. She thrashed and moaned and really let herself go. She seemed to have no reservations with being physical, regardless of her self-esteem issues.
Her pussy was very pink and extremely wet. I nibbled on the lips, licked the entire slit up to her clit, and gave her what she needed. I licked around her asshole and that made her tremble. I kept licking all the way up to her clit, which was making itself known, and that really got her going. I put a couple of fingers into her pussy, finding her g-spot, and then went to town on her clit. When I finished off her second orgasm by sucking and humming on her clit while two fingers rubbed her g-spot, I thought she was going to crush my head. She had obviously stayed in shape. I don't know if she just was active or the psychological trauma from being called fat by her husband was the motivator, but she definitely had strong legs.
After the second orgasm she was lying there like a limp wet dishtowel. I let her recover for a couple of minutes and then knelt between her legs and smiled at her, my cock pointing at her delicious pink cavern. She grinned back. "Go ahead; I'm certainly ready for it."
I looked down at where I was lining up the male and female ends of our sex. "Me, too."
As soon as I entered her, she smiled at me and pulled me down for a kiss. I slowly humped her and she held onto me by keeping an arm around my neck. "Don't worry about me," she whispered, "you already took care of that, just cum."
But I continued to slowly and methodically fuck her. She was really starting to get into it and I was getting close. Her body was rocking every time I hit bottom. She stared at me with her mouth open, a little gasp occurring with each thrust. Her tits were bouncing with each thrust as well, so I tweaked her nipples as I fucked her. Finally, I reached down and started running my right thumb over her clit and within ten seconds she was thrashing again. It was enough for me. I went into a tight clinch, slammed into her, and pumped her with cum. Each time I needed to spurt I had the undeniable desire to pull back slightly and slam into her. It was a good one and it lasted a long time. When I was finally done, I almost collapsed on top of her. She ran her hands all over my back and was just humming as we relaxed.
