My only reply was, "Mmph, mmph, mmph," as I continued stroking my lips and tongue the full length of his cock. As his cock head slipped past my palate and down my throat, I did a swallowing motion with the back of my tongue and was rewarded with a loud groan as he pumped his hot semen directly down my throat. I pulled my head back and caught his last couple of spurts on my tongue and swallowed as I continued to suck him dry.
When Farley could take no more, he pulled me to my feet and planted his lips on mine, his biker facade momentarily lost in a passionate kiss. Somehow he managed to kick free of his boots and jeans and carried me the short distance to his couch. I sat there passively, looking Farley over and thinking what a great body he had for a man pushing forty. He held my feet up, one at a time, by my heels and deftly loosened the laces of my sneakers and pulled them off along with my jeans. When I was stark naked, he looked down at me. "Gawd, you could be on a centerfold," he said.
"You're not too bad yourself," I said, "for an old fart." I patted the couch next to me, signaling for him to sit down. When he sat I turned around, facing him and straddled his legs. He stroked his hands up my back, pulling me to him and kissed me. The warmth of his bare flesh against mine sent tingles all through me. "Is it your work up on the steam rigs that keeps you in such good shape?"
"Naw, it's just hard living," he said as he leaned forward and took one of my pert little nipples into his mouth and nibbled on it and then the other.
"You keep that up and your life's going to get harder." I said as his oral caresses sent major jolts of electric pleasure straight to my pussy. He had me squirming and moaning in no time. He cupped my ass cheeks and pulled me forward slightly so that his semi flaccid cock shaft became wedged between the slippery lips of my pussy. Pressing the cylinder of hot flesh against his abdomen, I began moving my hips in a back and forth motion, sliding my dripping slit up and down it. With Farley biting and sucking my nipples and the sensation of his cock growing and getting hard as it pressed into my sensitive parts, was building orgasmic pressure in me.
I wanted that cock pounding into me! Feeling it grow and get harder every time I slid my pussy lips up and down its length made me ache for it. I raised up slightly so that its head was positioned at the entrance of my dripping sheath. I pressed down on it while wiggling my butt a little and engulfed a portion of it in my velvet glove. The unexpected girth of that marvelous instrument made me gasp in pleasure. I undulated my hips, taking more of him into me little at a time until I was filled with him completely and my pussy lips were stretched around its base. I came with gush of slippery fluids but it was only when my resilient tissues became accustomed to the girth of Farley's cock was I able to slide off of it and take it back into me completely in one ecstatic stroke. I had Farley pinned to the couch so that I was in control as I raised myself off of him and slid his marvelous tool back into my waiting aperture. He had me stretched so tight I could feel every vein along his shaft and the rim of his cockhead as it moved along the slick walls of my vaginal sheath, stimulating every sensory nerve along the way and driving me into ecstatic delirium.
If I slid forward while gripping Farley's cock deep inside of me the upward curvature of it would cause the bulbous head to slide over my G-spot each time it went by. I was doing my best to fuck Farley to death, bouncing wildly up and down on his cock, grinding my pussy into his pelvis while taking as much of him into me as I could and rotating my hips to stir that marvelous protrusion around inside of me. Orgasms began crashing over me like waves in a storm and I'm sure I wasn't quiet about it.
After a while, Farley rolled me off to the side and slid his cock out of me. The sudden absence left an aching empty feeling in my cunt. Before I had the chance to relish the sensation completely, Farley had me face down on the couch with my ass in the air and the knob of his dickhead sliding between my pussy lips on its way towards the opening of my dripping cunt. When the helmet shaped tip found its target, I pressed back on it and engulfed it in its entirety in one stroke, squealing in delight. He leisurely stroked his dick in and out of me its full length several times then started picking up his pace. I held myself at arm's length from the arm of the sofa so that I could push back into his every thrust, each one building the orgasmic pressure in me to new heights.
I was absolutely out of my mind with ecstasy as Farley held me by my hips and pulled me on to his rigid tool over and over again, his lower abdomen slapping my ass and his nut sack bouncing off of my pussy lips at each stroke. It seemed as if I was having one climax after another, each one more intense than the one before, until he reached around me, filled his hands with my tits and pinched my nipples. White-hot jolts of absolute passion shot straight from my tits to my pussy and I climaxed in a fury of blinding light.
The contractions of my vaginal musculature squeezed down on Farley's cock so that he could hardly move and with a loud groan and several grunts, he pumped his load deep inside of me. As his body convulsed in his final release, he held me tight and bit the sensitive spot at the back of my neck.
We laid together spoon fashion for some time, Farley's twitching cock still buried deep in my gripping pussy, until our spasms receded and our breathing returned to normal. Farley held me while caressing my tits and kissing the back of my neck. After a while he let out a sigh. "God, woman," he breathed into the crook of my neck, "you are something else. If you're going to fuck me to death, I hope you take a long time to do it."
"As long as it takes," I said, twisting around to kiss him. Both of us were dripping with sweat from our exertion and the chill night air was starting to have its effect on us. "Now would be a good time to jump in a hot tub."
"The best I have to offer is a hot shower," Farley said as he slipped his semi flaccid cock out of me. He stood and helped me to my feet. As he led me by the hand to his tiny bathroom, my knees felt weak. Soon the bathroom was filled with clouds of steam from the hot shower and somehow we both managed squeeze into the small enclosure under the spray of water.
When Farley had finished going over my entire body with a soapy wash cloth, leaving me tingling from head to foot, I took it from him and started scrubbing him down with it. I was getting a real charge from running the wash cloth over his well-defined musculature, our soapy bodies sliding together. I paid special attention to his tight ass and the stringy muscles along the backs of his legs. I pressed myself into his back, then reaching around him, started working over his chest, abdomen and then down the front of his legs. By the time I got around to washing his cock and balls his heavy cock was standing out from his body, about half hard. I loved the feel of it, from the veins along its shaft to the spongy helmet shaped glans. He let out a little moan of pleasure as I stroked my soapy hand along its length. "You sure have a beautiful cock," I said, feeling it grow and stiffen in my hand.
"If you keep that up, I'll have to pack it into that tight little pussy of yours again."
I answered by tightening my grip slightly and stroking it a little faster. He reached around behind him and ran his fingers through my wet muff and into my puffy crevice. He seemed to instinctively know exactly what to do to get me going. When his finger slipped effortlessly into my vaginal opening the delicious sensation caused me to involuntarily squeeze down on it. He wiggled it around, finding all the sensitive spots up inside of me and had me on the verge of coming again in no time.
Still stroking Farley's cock, I could feel it twitch each time my hand ran over the shiny knob. He turned under the spray of water, and kissing me soundly, lifted me up by my ass cheeks as if I were a rag doll and slid me on to his raging hard on. My arms went around his neck as I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold on tightly while I undulated my hips back and forth to stroke my pussy over that marvelous tool of pleasure. Even though Farley was holding me up by gripping my ass, a good deal of my weight was still riding on his stiff shaft and it seemed to press right against my clit. I couldn't wiggle my ass fast enough as I kept thrusting my pelvis, impaling myself over and over again on that fabulous rod. I clawed at his back and was biting his neck as the hot pressure built inside of me.
Farley leaned back against the shower wall and held me tight as another orgasm crashed over me. My grunts and moans turned into a long drawn out squeal as the climax completely took over my consciousness. I completely lost control of my body and was nothing more than a quivering mass of flesh as Farley continued thrusting into me, keeping me at pinnacle of orgasmic ecstasy until he let out a loud moan as his body spasmed, pumping another load deep in my gripping cunt.
I was almost totally limp as Farley lifted me off of his twitching hard on and sat me on my feet. My mind was an unfocused blur as Farley rinsed us and shut off the water. After we dried, he led me down the narrow hall to his bedroom. A standard size futon mattress piled with old comforters and a couple of sleeping bags took up most of the floor space, leaving just enough room to walk around it. After the hot steamy shower, the chill mountain air made the mess on the bed look inviting.
