Mrs J Ch 02 Hard Work Deserves

I returned home from my first sexual encounter with Mrs. J exhausted and exhilarated. I'd worked hard all day and then had the most explosive orgasm of my life.

The next morning, after a hearty breakfast, I headed over to Mrs. J's. I quietly slipped in the side gate and walked into the backyard, anxious to see what she had in store for me. I sort of hoped to see her laying there where I'd left her, naked except for a thick coating of my cum.

Instead, I found the scene of the crime completely cleaned up. No pile of clothes, no puddle of cum. I shouldn't have been surprised. While the experience was unprecedented for me, she was far more experienced. And as I'd said before, she kept everything in her world in order.

I walked to the back door, and as I was about to knock on the sliding glass door, she appeared and beckoned me in.

I'd never been inside her house before. I was standing in the kitchen. Large, modern, clean and organized. Like something out of a home decor magazine.

She'd been awaiting my arrival. She stood before me, wearing the sexiest babydoll outfit I could imagine. Light pink, gauzy transparent fabric, trimmed with white wispy fur. A single clasp closing the front, just below her huge tits stressing the clasp to its limit. Her nipples were clearly visible and rock hard, poking against the fabric. The babydoll ended at her pussy, which was hidden inside a pair of matching skimpy panties. Slutty slip-on heels, with matching fluffy white fur and her toes peeping out. She did a little twirl, the babydoll flaring out, revealing her beautiful ass cheeks and the tiny see through back panel of the panties. She stepped up to me, ran her hand up my chest, leaned into me, and started rubbing her tits side to side against me. She sighed at the pleasure.

"Good morning, Joe." She whispered quietly. "I had so much fun yesterday. And thank you for my cum bath, my skin feels so good today."

This was not the wild MILF I was fucking yesterday. This was a sex kitten. My cock was already raging in my shorts.

"I have some things I need to attend to today in town, but I wanted to be sure to take good care of my boy first, especially after he did such a good job yesterday. So just relax and enjoy this." she said quietly.

Without saying another word, she picked up a cushion from a chair, dropped it on the floor in front of me. She paused for effect, kicked off her heels and dropped to her knees on the pillow. She untied my boots, nudged my leg. I lifted it up and she pulled the boot off and then pulled off the sock. She caressed my foot for a moment and then did the same to the other foot. Pulled off the boot and sock, caressed my foot. She casually picked up the boots and tossed them over by the door. Not a word out of her mouth. Another pause, kneeling in front of me, resting back on her heels, hands on her thighs, passively looking up at me. My eyes darting between her eyes and the deep cleavage on display. She then stood up, pulled the bottom edge of my t shirt up, and pulled it up over my head and tossed it over by the boots. She leaned into me, ran her hands across my chest and then up my arms and shoulders while nuzzling her face on my chest, I could hear her softly sighing. My cock was rock hard, and she hadn't even touched it.

She looked up at me, went up on her tiptoes and kissed me softly. She dropped back down, still standing in front me, unbuckled my belt, undid the button on my pants, unzipped my fly and dropped down to her knees again and pulled my shorts straight down to the floor and wiggled them off my feet and tossed them over by the other discard clothing.

Another pause. Silently kneeling.

She ran her hands up my thighs, over my boxers, and lightly brushed her fingers over my cock. She ran her hands around my hips, hugging me and nuzzling her face against my now throbbing cock. She started making slow kisses on my cock, from the base to the tip through the thin fabric.

I knew this was all an act. Less than 24 hours earlier, the woman was a wild animal, plunging a huge dildo into all of her holes, thrashing her way to multiple orgasms while I stood and watched. But the act was having the desired effect.

She ran her hands up my thighs again, this time going inside my boxers. She ever so gently took hold of my cock, her fingernails of one hand playing quickly around the head as the other squeezed the shaft. She looked up at me, looking for my approval. I nodded slowly. She smiled in response.

She withdrew her hands and tugged my boxers down. My cock sprang free, swinging out and brushing against her face. She giggled softly. She pulled my boxers to the floor and off my feet and tossed them onto the pile.

I was now standing in her kitchen, completely naked, my erection inches from Mrs. J's face as she knelt in from of me in a transparent babydoll. This was a dream come true.

She returned her gaze to the tip of my cock. Her hands were resting on her thighs. She kissed the tip, gently with closed mouth at first, then again, her mouth opening and her tongue reaching out and scooping the precum from the tip. She then ran her tongue underneath the shaft, from the base to the tip. She started depositing kisses all over my cock, occasionally bending to kiss my balls, my shaft resting on her face. I was mentally urging her on to increase the intensity. As if reading my mind, she took hold of my cock, lifted it up against my stomach, and ran her tongue slowly swirling, from the bottom of my ball sack, across the base and up to the tip. My knees were shaking.

She smiled up at me, let my cock drop, kissed the tip and moved back. Just as I was ready to bury my cock in her mouth, she changed the tempo. The woman was a master of her craft.

She stood up and stepped back. Standing with her legs well apart, she began to touch herself, both for her pleasure and for mine. She looked straight at me and cupped her breasts, gently weighing them. She pinched her nipples, a small gasp escaping her lips. She gave them a little twist and pulled gently on them, her breath increasing. Keeping one hand on her breasts, continuing to pinch and pull on her nipples, she ran the other hand down across her belly into the front of her panties, cupping her mound, and pulling upward. She then spread two finger and rubbed up and down her labia before rubbing them vigorously across her clit. She turned around, bent at the waist, pulled the gusset aside and showed me both of her holes, looking back at me as she did it. she ran her fingers between her lips, plunging first one, then two and then three fingers into her wet pussy. While she was getting great pleasure from the sensations, her real purpose was to incite my lust and it was working as intended. I stepped forward. Without moving she wagged a finger at me and shook her head. No words were spoken but I got the message. This was look, but don't touch.

She continued playing with herself for a few moments, then turned back around, stepped up to me and offered her sticky wet fingers to me. I gladly sucked the juice off her fingers, realizing I had not tasted her sweet pussy yet.

She knelt back down in front of me and returned to her cock worship, lavishing kisses and licks all over the head of my now purple cockhead. She unclasped the front of her babydoll and slipped it off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. She took my hands and placed them on her breast and guided me to push them together. She looked down and drooled into her cleavage and then took my cock and slid it between her breasts. I involuntarily moaned at the exquisite pleasure of the sight and feeling. I titfucked her for a few moments, while she gazed up at me and bent her head down and licked the tip of my cock at the end of each stroke.

I was nearing my climax. My balls were tight against the base of my cock. She took hold of me and began her blowjob in earnest. She opened her mouth wide and slid me in, closing her lips down on the flared ridge. She drew in her cheeks, applying suction as her tongue was swirling madly on the tip and underside of the head. She wagged her head, causing her lips to move around the super sensitive ridge.

Just as I thought I would burst, she stopped and release me from her mouth and pressed her thumb firmly on the underside while squeezing tightly on the shaft, stalling the imminent explosion. My breath was coming in ragged bursts.

She let me cool for a minute and slowly relaxed her grip. She resumed her assault by taking me into her mouth and sliding me all the into her throat and just holding me there for a moment. I felt her tongue sliding along the underside and slipping downward to lap against my balls. I took her head in my hands.

She withdrew again and let go of my cock. She hadn't spoken a word since saying hello. It'd been almost an hour. My knees were shaking. My face and chest were covered with a light sweat. My breathing was ragged, and my heart was pounding.

"It's a shame,"" she said, looking up at me, my cock dangling over her, "I'm really getting into this, but I do have appointments to keep so we'll need to wrap this up now. I know you would love to finish on my face, and I would love it too, but as I said, I have places to be... so I can't have you blasting me again like yesterday. This one goes in my tummy, okay?" She said all of this calmly and slowly. I was pretty much incoherent at this point. I just nodded.

She giggled and gazing at the drooling tip of my twitching cock, quietly said, "Yummy!"

She paused again for a moment, looked up at me again and said, "No face blasting this time, don't make a mess of me, ok, you promise?"

I nodded again.

"I promise you can drown me another time. Now fill me up."

And with that, she returned her focus on her reward. She slowly took the head of my cock into her mouth. She cupped my balls with one hand and gently started stroking my shaft with the other. She looked up at me and gave me a nod. She began swirling her tongue and pumping my shaft quickly.

I moaned and grabbed hold of her head and let the wave overtake me. I pulled her face toward me. I felt her nose hit my belly, my cock entered her throat, and she inserted a finger into my asshole and twirled it around. My balls instantly contracted hard, and I let loose, my cannon going off in rapid fire, every drop going straight down her throat into her waiting stomach. My eyes were screwed shut, my ears were ringing, my fingers were twisting her hair, my hands were holding her head firmly against my belly. I have no idea how much cum I dumped into her that morning or how she was able to handle that firehose of jizz unloading in her throat.

Eventually, she pushed me backward, my now spent cock slipping from her throat. She gasped for air, her chest heaving.

I collapsed on the floor next her. Both of us sat there for a few minutes, dazed and slowly recovering from the experience.

"Thank you," I said, "that was amazing. Best blowjob ever."

"You're welcome, but that was nothing". she replied with a smile. "That was the best I could do with limited time but I'm glad you enjoyed it."

I reeled at the thought of what she could do with more time.

"Thanks for keeping your promise and not dousing me. In my opinion, a good blowjob should end with a mess, I'll make it up to you next time. I must admit, I do wish you'd left some for my mouth. On the other hand, I'm supposed to meet a friend for lunch, but I may just tell her I already ate." she said with a wink.

"And before I forget, I didn't even come during this little show. You owe me big time and I'm going to start collecting tonight. Go home, take a nap, you're going to be up late tonight."

Stay tuned for more of my adventures with Mrs. J.