I took her by the hair and guided her up, then sat her on the stool behind the counter. This time, she took hold of my cock, squeezed it and then parked it up her tight horny pussy. I just followed her lead and commenced to fucking again, watching those sexy tits jiggle like jello.
Mo squealed like an overly excited kid. "Fuck me! Damn it, fuck me fuck me fuck me!! Aaahh yesss!" Both of us panting and screwing furiously. Her voice sqeaky and high pitched. "Do it baby! Fuck me! Give it to me good! Harder, yeah harder...Fuck yeah, like that!" Each time a filthy word came out of her gloriously dirty mouth, she would gasp for air and each gasp trailed into a sharp high pitched sqealing sound.
Damn, I was going to burst. I could feel the sperm welling up at the base of my throbbing cock. Moaning deeply, "Oh yeah... Oh fuck... Aah Mo Oh fuck Mo!..." I made it obvious I was about to cum.
Mo almost jumped off of my dick and dropped to the floor sitting before me leaning back supporting herself with one arm behind her. She grabbed hold of my pulsating cock, stroking it above her face with her eyes wide open fixated on it and her mouth oh so slightly open, just enough to see the silver of her braces. "Cum on my face, cum on my face..." She said it over and over again until my cock began pumping sperm. As Mo jerked me off, drops of cum were being tossed around dripping down onto her pretty face and landing in her hair. It flowed out onto her cheeks and lips and a little into her mouth. She sucked the last of it out. "Mmmmmm," she moaned as she sucked. "How do I look?" She laughed hard and loud.
I studied her face. Pearly streams of cum dripped down her right cheek from under her eye. There was a stripe of cum across her fore head and some was dripping from her bottom lip as well as a bunch of drops decorating her lower left cheek and streaming down her chin. Her sandy hair had splatterings of sperm droplets shining from it. "You look incredibly sweet and beautiful." I chuckled. She really did look cute. The cum made her look 'pop' so to speak.
Not more that 2 seconds later she stood up. "Can you give me a ride home?" I always gave her a ride home, so I told her I certainly would. "Thanks. Just give me a minute to clean up." Then she went into the bathroom to remove the spunk from her face and hair.
She also had a significant other. A boyfriend with whom she had been living with for at least a year. I don't think either one of us felt any guilt what so ever.
I looked over at her on the ride to her house and said "You know, that was the wildest sex I could have ever hoped for Mo." It really was intense and raw.
"Oh yeah it was. Right?" She agreed. "Man it was wild. Don't even worry about nothing either. You're like my dirty little secret. Alright?"
"You know it Mo." I kissed her on the lips before we turned the last corner before her house and when she got out of the truck I just had to tell her, "sweet dreams."
She laughed and said "Damn, I sure hope so." Then she jogged up the steps and disappeared behind her front door.
Two days later on Saturday evening, I fucked with Lisa. For the last twelve years, Saturday was the only evening we had sex. Same time, same place, same position, same short fore play. No oral and she hadn't actually put her hands on my dick in those twelve years. It was like she only did it because she had to. The marriage only lasted for another seven or eight months after that. It was no real surprise and was a long time coming.
During those months, Maureen and I only fucked two more times. Once in my truck behind the store and once in her house when her boyfriend was gone hunting for the weekend. Each time was close to being as intense and fun as the first and she always talked through the whole sexual episode. I loved that.
Shortly after that I sold the store. About a year after the store closed, Mo got married. Oddly enough, maybe four months after she married we probably got together and had wild sex at least once every week or two. Even one time did a three some with her friend Cathy. As quickly as our illicit episodes began, they ended. I don't regret any of it. Hell, why would I? It was crazy fun. But I don't miss it that much either. I guess it's because it was more intense than anything I could have hoped for. It was almost a surreal time period.
Occasionally, Mo and I run into each other here and there. We're still good friends.We don't bring it all up too much though. It was special enough in it's own right.
