The Lonely Soccer Moms Pt 02

This is Part 2 of story #31 of my series about my post-marital sexual journey. Read the first story (Babysitter Lauren) or my profile, for any background needed. You may see references to prior stories/people, but for the most part each story stands on its own.

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Soccer Moms Week 2

Tuesday morning saw the return of Michelle. She had texted the night before and asked if 8:00 a.m. was OK, she'd drop the kids and be right over. My kids were with Caitlin so I said that was fine.

I decided to change course and show her my more dominant side, mix in a little rough sex. Typically, the most confident, self-secure and independent women like to be bossed around sexually, a welcome break from having to make decisions about every aspect of life every minute of the day, and treated a bit like sluts. Time to put that theory to the test with Michelle.

She walked in and called out, "Hey, I'm here" as she came into the house.

"In the bedroom," I said in response.

She walked into the bedroom to find me just in a pair of gym shorts, still quite sweaty from a hard workout.

"I said I'd be here early, weren't you expecting me?" she asked with some concern.

"Oh, I definitely was."

I walked over and stood in front of her. No hug or kiss or pleasantries of any kind.

"On your knees," I ordered.

She understood immediately, and willingly dropped to her knees. I slipped my shorts off and my sweaty cock and balls batted her in the face.

"Open your mouth" I said, and she complied.

"Stick your tongue out."

Her tongue came out, and I stood over her and dropped my sweaty balls on her tongue. She bathed my balls with her saliva for a few minutes, and then my cock found its way into her mouth. I grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth, pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust. She tried to slow things down by placing her hands on my thighs and holding me back.

"No hands!" I yelled, and she dropped them to her sides.

I forced my cock into her throat, picking up speed while she gagged and began to drool, a puddle of mucous beginning to form on the floor.

After a few minutes of increasingly forceful throat fucking, I grabbed a handful of her hair and said, "I'm going to come down your throat. Not in your mouth, down your throat. You understand?"

She nodded as her eyes watered. With a final thrust I buried myself in her throat as she gagged and coughed up cum and saliva which then drooled from the sides of her mouth.

She was so damn pretty, and covered in cum and saliva, I've never seen a sexier sight in my life.

I kept my cock in her mouth until I was almost limp, then pulled it out and threw her my dirty gym shorts as she gasped for air.

"Clean yourself up, then take your pants and underwear off and bend over the bed."

She wiped her mouth and stood up, dropping my shorts to the floor. She started to remove her top, but I said sternly, "You didn't listen, I said your pants and underwear."

Finally, she understood, and did as I instructed. She walked over to the edge of the bed and bent over resting on her forearms, her glorious ass cheeks looking right at me. I walked over to her and rubbed those beautiful globes for a minute or two.

Without warning I slapped her on the ass hard. She shrieked in surprise, and I immediately slapped her other cheek.

"Quiet! I'm going to eat your pussy from behind now, and lick your asshole. Does your husband do that for you?"

"No," she answered.

I knelt down and spread her cheeks and looked at the beautiful sight in front of me. Her pussy lips were open and very wet, and I shoved two fingers in and extended my tongue to give her asshole a taste. This woman was so perfect, I wouldn't have been surprised if her ass tasted like apple pie. I finger fucked her while licking her ass until she came, then I penetrated her ass with my finger.

I said, "Play with your pussy while I finger your ass."

She leaned forward on the bed so she was resting on her chest, then reached underneath herself and began rubbing her clit while I fingered her asshole.

I was working my cock with my free hand until I was hard again, then I stood up and shoved my cock right up into her pussy in one motion. She gasped, and I grabbed her hair by the ponytail and yanked her head back.

"Fuckin' slut," I scolded, and she moaned.

I fucked her like this for a while, then I stopped thrusting, and said, "You do it."

She started to throw her ass back at me forcfully. Eventually, I grabbed her hips and really pounded her, eliciting a couple of yelps from her lips. Every time she yelped; I slapped her ass again.

Finally, I reached up and grabbed a handful of hair by the roots from the top of her scalp near her forehead and yanked her head back further.

I said "You really are a hot cunt. Reach back and grab my balls, I'm going to pump my cum in your pussy, you fuckin' whore."

As soon as she grabbed my balls, I gave her hair another tug and unloaded into her. I pushed her down and collapsed on top of her, both of us now sweaty.

After a minute or so, I rolled off of her and we laid together on the bed.

I asked, "You OK?"

She turned toward me and slapped me on the chest, saying, "What the fuck was that!?"

I laughed and said, "Don't tell me you didn't like it."

She said "Oh, I loved it, kind of a caveman, cavewoman type thing. I just wasn't expecting it."

I responded, "Yeah I know you well enough, and I figured you wouldn't mind a little dominance on occasion. And I guess I was right. Besides, if you're expecting it, it wouldn't be as much fun, would it?"

"True enough," she replied. "Let's mix that in maybe once a month or so, it was pretty hot."

"Done and done!" I said emphatically. "You want a coffee or anything? I'm gonna jump in the shower."

"Sure," she said as she got comfortable in my bed. I flicked on the TV and threw her the remote, then brought her a coffee and stepped into my bathroom for a quick shower.

I stepped out of the bathroom with just a towel around my waist. Michelle was still in my bed, the covers up around her chest. I could tell she had removed her shirt and bra. I dropped my towel and climbed into bed, getting under the covers next to her.

She was watching some lame talk show, but it was nice to have some non-sexual company in my bed, so we just sat silently for a half an hour or so, occasionally laughing at the show or commenting about what was being said.

Michelle eventually reached over and began rubbing my legs, and then of course her hand went between my legs. Throwing the covers off of us, she cupped and rubbed my balls for a few seconds, and then she moved her hand to my dick. I was about half hard by this time.

As she stroked me to full hardness, she leaned over and whispered in my ear, "It's hot to feel you getting hard in my hand."

Michelle then circled the rim of my cockhead with her index finger, and continued whispering, "The head of your dick is so fuckin' big. When you shoved it down my throat earlier, I thought I was going to suffocate, but I loved it. And all that cum -- my belly and pussy are so full of your cum that I'm practically overflowing."

With her hand, she squeezed my shaft as hard as she could. The blood in my cock was forced to the head, making it balloon up even more, turning dark red, almost purple. A drop of precum formed at the tip. Michelle watched intently as it rolled down the front of my shaft and coated her hand.

"God you're fuckin' hot," she said in a throaty voice just a bit louder than a whisper.

Swinging her legs over me, Michelle mounted me and sunk down on my cock, as she had done the week before in my loft, and again sat straight up on me. Her hands went to her tits as she tweaked her own nipples. I saw her look to her left and take in the sight of herself riding me in my mirror, and she kept watching herself as she ground herself against me.

"We look good," she said in a throaty whisper as her pace became more frantic.

Throwing her head back, Michelle's mouth opened in a silent groan as she came. Watching her was fascinating.

Michelle then went to the closing move -- the squat. Getting up onto the balls of her feet, she rode me up and down for several dozen strokes. With my hands under her ass cheeks to provide some support, it was all too much. On a downstroke, I held her firm and blasted my third load of the day into her, and cum flowed out freely since she was filled from the fucking I had given her thirty minutes prior.

She collapsed onto me and we laid there, both catching or breath. Slowly she untangled herself from me and got dressed, while I stayed in bed watching her. She leaned down for a goodbye kiss.

"Can't wait to see what next Tuesday brings," she said as she walked out.

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Rachel was back three days later, looking fantastic in some form fitting sweat pants. I was in the kitchen, as the first time, and she walked up and gave me a kiss.

She said, "I've been waiting for this all week, let's go!" and pulled me into my bedroom.

No need for a drink today, I guess.

Much like the first time, we stripped down and she grabbed my cock, stroked it a few times, and pushed me back on the bed.

I felt her pussy and she was soaking wet already, as she admitted, "I was rubbing my pussy on the drive over here thinking about riding you."

She mounted me and sunk right down on my dick. Her hips were moving a mile a minute while she pistoned up and down, reaching an orgasm within just a minute or two.

As she was laying on me coming down from her orgasm, I whispered, "I want to taste you. Get up here and sit on my face. Smother me with your sweet pussy."

"Yes," she hissed, and scooted up to plant herself on my mouth.

"Oh God," she yelled as I tongued her, sucked her labia into my mouth and flicked her clit with my tongue. I pulled her down hard so she was smothering me, and I loved it. She was riding my mouth and tongue and rubbing her wet pussy all over my face.

Finally, she tensed up and said, "Oh I'm coming again," and I could feel some fluid release from her pussy and onto my face. It was incredibly hot.

"Turn around," I said, and she flipped herself around into a standard 69 position. Her mouth found my cock, and my tongue worked her pussy and ultimately found her asshole as well.

She squealed like a baby pig at this, and she took her mouth off my cock, looked back between her legs at me and said, "That feels amazing!"

Encouraged by this, I went back and her, and she back at me. I spread her cheeks and ate her ass while she took my cock deep down her throat. It was all coming back to her, I guess.

Without a word, she raised up and sat back down on my dick, facing away in a classic reverse cowgirl. Her body was impeccable from this angle- small waist, round hips. Perfect hour glass figure. So fine.

I massaged her ass cheeks while she moved in circles, then back and forth, finally up and down. I placed my thumb at the entrance of her ass and slowly slid it in. I could tell she was rubbing her clit, and when my thumb penetrated her, she let loose with another orgasm. I was enthralled with this goddess and her sexuality.

She must have been drained - to this point she had done all the work and had come three times. I decided it was time for me to take over a little.

I grabbed her hips and rolled her over onto her back. Her hair was wet with sweat and she was out of breath. She looked like a sex angel. I got between her legs and rubbed the head of my dick up and down her pussy lips. When my dick hit her clit each time, she would shudder.

She said, "I'm so sensitive right now."

I eased into her, letting my full length penetrate her slowly. She raised her hips and opened her legs a bit wider, and I slowly moved in and out of her. For the moment, I was happy to take my time and give her a tender fucking rather than a full out pounding. I sat back and looked down at the beautiful sight of our union.

She moved her feet to my chest, and I could play with her tits and nipples a bit while I continued to move in and out of her. I had picked up the pace a little, but it was still far from the hard pounding she had received a week earlier. The angle and tightness of her pussy were just right, and the visual of her face and body was too much.

"Do you want my cum?" I asked. "Tell me."

"Yes, do it. Fuck me hard and come in me. I want your cum so bad, please."

I hooked her knees behind my elbows, completely exposing her. She was at my mercy as I hammered away. With a groan I came inside her, shoving all the way in as deep as possible. Her pussy gripped my cock and milked everything out of me. I collapsed on top of her and we laid there catching our breath.

After a few minutes, Rachel whispered to me, "Come up here. I want to clean you off."

I moved up and straddled her chest, and her mouth opened in hunger to accept my spent cock in her mouth, covered in her cream and my cum. She cleaned me off and gave my cock one last kiss before I moved off of her.

We laid there together for a few minutes, just chatting.

She said, "You like to play with my ass, don't you? You did it last week a little, and then today, with your tongue and fingers, I mean holy cow."

I replied, "Well you have a fantastic ass, so that helps, but yeah I'm into ass play generally. But if you aren't into it, that would be no problem, it is not a must have for me at all."

"Oh, I love it," she said, "I just didn't realize it. I've never had anyone play with my ass before, certainly not with their tongue and no one has ever put a finger up inside me like that."

Then a second later, she asked, "Are you into anal sex?"

"Well," I said, "I've done it and enjoyed it for the most part, but again, it's not something that I must have. Not everyone is into it, and I can understand that. I mean I certainly wouldn't want a dick in MY ass."

She laughed and said, "Yeah I'm not sure about it either. Especially your dick, it would rip me in half!"

"Well then I'm glad we sorted that out. Fingers and tongues only, deal?"

"Well, I never say never, but for now, yes, deal!" and we did a pinky handshake.

She continued, "You know who's into anal? Michelle. She told me that when things were good with her and Tom, they did anal a lot, like a couple times a month, but now they barely even have regular sex, and she only gets anal if she begs for it, but she's done begging him for anything. Doesn't that suck?"

"Sucks for Tom", I thought, but great news for me!!

She was playing with my dick as we talked, and eventually I got hard again. I had her get on her hands and knees and face my mirror, and slowly slid into her from behind while we looked at each other in the reflection.

"You like mirrors, don't you?" she questioned as I started fucking her slowly.

"Totally," I answered. "I'm very visual. The more I can see, the better."

Rachel continued, "Last week was the first time I'd ever seen myself getting fucked in a mirror. It's hot. Thanks for opening up some new stuff for me. Getting married in college to your third boyfriend who you've never loved doesn't usually mean you've had a great sex life."

I felt bad for her. I mean she had a great life, from the outside, like most appear to have, but inside she was lonely and missing a big piece of a fulfilling life. Feeling like I was filling that hole (literally and figuratively) helped take away whatever slight guilt I had over fucking a married woman.

The conversation stopped and turned to moans and dirty talk as my pace and power increased, and soon I was hitting her pretty good, her fine ass slamming back against my abdomen.

Rachel had shorter (not short) hair, not long enough to really wear in a ponytail. If she were to tie it back it would be more of a bun than a tail. Still, she had enough for me to grab onto. As I was fucking her and holding her hips, I used one of my hands to wrap her short hair around my fingers. I gave a slight tug, jerking her head back.

She loved it!

"Oh my God, yes, harder please," she screamed.

I upped the ante and grabbed her head by the top of her scalp, near the front of her head, and pulled back hard.

I decided to push the envelope a little more, unsure how she'd react to name-calling as Michelle had.

"Look at me," I commanded, and her eyes met mine in the mirror while I gripped her hair.

"You like being pounded from behind, don't you? Fuckin slut."

"Oh fuck, yes!" she screamed. "I'm coming, Oh God, yes pull my hair! Harder!!"

I complied with her wishes, and added a few ass smacks in for good measure, inflicting a fair amount of pain on her. If her snooty in-laws could see her now, I thought.

I forced myself all the way inside her and unloaded in her again, and she felt it, saying, "Oh God yes I can feel your cum shooting into my slut pussy."

My dick softened and fell out of her with a wet plop, and we laid there and rested for a bit.

"That was wild," she said. "Now I know why they call it doggy style. It's so animalistic when you do it that way, with the hair pulling and the spanking. No one has ever treated me like that, holy shit."

I pretended to tip my cap to her, "My pleasure, Ma'am," I laughed.

We dressed and said our goodbyes until next week, though I would see them both the next day at soccer.

These chicks were going to wear me out!

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