1.
San Diego in the spring is one of the best places to be for a quick getaway. The sea air seems to be everywhere, the restaurants and bars are packed. And depending on a person's interest, the music venues play everything from acid rave music to forlorn country western. Which is why Rose and her husband drove there for the three day weekend. A wedding shower was the real reason, but they had booked the trip months before and were looking forward to a romantic getaway. Friday they arrived mid-day and after checking in, went straight to a sports bar. The Dodgers were in town and the crowd was an even mix of fans from both teams.
Rose loved the atmosphere of sports bars, the roar of the crowd. She especially liked drinking, truth be told. Eating appetizers and drinking beer, it wasn't long before Rose and Ike, birth name Ignatio, were feeling tipsy. After the meal and game they returned to their hotel suite. Rose's husband had an unspoken rule. "Every vacation is a time to fuck". As Rose dropped her purse on the table, she felt him come behind her. His hands on her waist he started kissing her neck from behind.
"Can't you wait till tonight," she teased.
"Why, when we can play now, and tonight!" he replied.
She was starting to melt under his warm breath, his hands. The drinks were really at play, and of course he was wearing her favorite cologne. She reached behind her, sure enough his wood was ready and waiting. His hands were moving up to her breasts, so she squeezed his rod, hard. She meant for him to take the hint, which was to stop fondling her. But Ike liked pain, and he growled "yes, harder."
She had to admit, it turned her on.
Clothes started falling to the floor, Rose turning to kiss him directly. She was in her underwear when he scooped her petite form and carried her to the bed. "The curtains are open" she paused.
"Let people watch," Ike replied with a devilish grin.
"Fine with me then," she fired back.
Rose had been raised in a very religious family, but Ike had discovered her prudity vanished very quickly when she was aroused. Their bodies intertwined as they groped each other.
"Eat me," she begged.
"Pussy or ass," Ike said.
"You pick," knowing full well what he liked.
"Bend over then."
She assumed the position on the edge of the bed. He grabbed a thick pillow and dropped it where his knees would be. Once in place he dropped to his knees, parted her voluptuous ass cheeks and started tonguing her brown button. Rose started pushing back with her tushy. The first time he had ran his fingers over her other hole, Rose had been unpleasantly shocked. But over time with all his dirty thoughts and habits, Rose grew to appreciate Ike's openness to explore. She now loved when he ate out her ass. They had only done anal once, when she was really drunk, she liked it at the time, but not later when she hadn't been so inebriated.
"Mmmm, uunnhh," she moaned.
Ike shifted her so she was laying down instead, her ass up in air by the edge. His hands took her legs and shoved them back so her knees were by her shoulders. His tongue was running over her nether region, front to back. He would pause and suck on her taint; the space between her vag and butthole. His lips would tease her by sucking her labia, then switching to nibbling her pink starfish. Her hands grabbed his head and shoved him in even more.
"Oh yeah, mmmm, aaahhh," she groaned.
His hands reached up and massaged her large ladies. He cupped and squeezed them lightly and pinched her nipples in alternating waves of affection. Her bottom started shaking as she hit her first orgasm. She loved how his oral fixation could make her peak in a relatively short time.
"Can you take me somewhere?" she asked.
"I did, we are in San Diego, remember?'
"Take me to pound town" she breathed.
Ike did not expect that. Rose had opened up sexually over the years, but she still was gun shy about talking dirty. His cock got harder when she said it. He loved rough sex, but Rose had to be really horny to enjoy it. He wasn't going to miss this opportunity.
He quickly grabbed the lube, as Rose moved to the center of the bed. She folded a pillow and put it under the small of her back. Ike came back, his lingam shiny with oil. He started by lifting her legs over his thighs, then slid the tip in. His 8"+ hammer could be painful for her, but it was the thickness she loved. He rocked back and forth, sliding in, inch by inch till he was close to his base. He lifted her hips by placing the back of her knees in the crook of his elbow. He started swinging her hips back and forth on his johnson. She spread her arms on the bed for support and helped him penetrate her. He started pumping his manhood in her, their bodies started clapping. She reached for the oil and squirted some more on his piece. She started fingering her pearl as he was punching her pussy. The swinging was intensifying. His tip was bottoming at times, which made her even hornier.
"Yeah, fuck me. Fuck me harder" she moaned.
"Yeah? Harder? H a r d e r?" he cooed.
She rolled her head back, as he started to jack hammer her body. The world started melting away as her body roiled with the physical sensation of her pussy being pounded. Still, she wanted more.
"Harder! Harder! H A R D E R!!!" she said, lifting her head.
Ike pushed her legs back farther. He pushed her ankles back till her legs were a wide open V, she took over and grabbed her ankles, holding them there. He was slamming into her now, every thrust bottoming out and punishing her lips. His balls slapped her asshole, which she loved. Sweat was covering the both of them, the slipperiness making it harder to grip but also more fun to collide against each other.
"I said H A R D E R!!!", then started biting his nipples.
He sledgehammered her several times before exploding and painting her vaginal walls with his white paint. Her pussy responded by squirting her juice across his pelvic area. Still they rocked their bodies against each other for a few final thrusts. He shoved it all the way in so his still twitching and spitting cock was on her cervix. Then he leaned forward, laying panting on her large and beautiful boobs.
"Baby, can you clean me?" she begged.
"Oh yes," he smiled.
He got off her and shoved his face between her legs. He licked her juices from her inner thigh, all the licks bringing him closer to her clam. When he reached her womanhood, he raised her legs to get the cum running down to her anus. His tongue scooped it up and his mouth enveloped her pink taco as he sucked his man's milk out of her. She had a drowsy smile on her face as he licked her labia clean and cum tongued her clit over and over, sending more orgasmic vibrations through her body. He lifted up and over her to kiss her. He had swallowed most of his spunk, but left some on his lips. Her tongue licked his lips, before pulling his tongue in.
"How do I taste?" he asked.
