A Weekend Visit
By Aleq de Satyr
Prologue
"Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Do not resist¬, that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like..." Lao Tsu.
You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough. In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on. To live is the rarest thing in the world. I live life to the fullest, and focus on the positive. Always turning a negative situation into a positive one.
What is my take on life? There is so much to see and experience in this world that we don't have time to waste. Life is beautiful as it should be, it is fantastic as it should be. But there are a ton of layers into it. Life is not about being successful, but it is about being happy with what we have.
An Epiphany
At any rate it all began when my ex sex partner and fuck buddy Brandi called from California where she was on an extended visit with her new lesbian lover. Brandi had discovered her bisexuality months earlier and decided to fuck women for a change. That caused our breakup...Brandi implored me to check on her 60 year old mother who had made a "very disturbing" call to her.
"Please Mark, she sounded very despondent, hurry and find out what's wrong" said Brandi frantically. "Most likely it's loneliness. But I have the feeling that she really needs a very good fuck; that cunt of hers has not seen any real traffic for the longest time," she added in typical Brandi fashion. I promised to provide the remedy if her diagnosis was accurate.
I am Mark Bruno, a 37 year old progressive, social activist. I am financially independent and own a very nice town house on the outskirts of town. I consider myself a non-conformist and an explorer, passionately exploring my sexuality. I am an exceptionally virile cocksman and a dedicated libertine who is stirred by women all the time. By their uniqueness, suppleness, tenderness, their amorous bodies. I dwell with women, learning from them, blending and merging with their essence. I'm a sensitive man who respects women.
The next day, late Friday morning I set out to see Ava, Brandi's mom in the city. We have spoken on the phone before but I'd never met her. Ava and I hit it off rather well; the attraction between us was mutual. She greeted me with a sweet kiss. She seemed forlorn at first but soon became animated and began to enjoy my company. Her face was slightly weathered but attractive and sensual; her body gently shaped, curvy and lithe... And by Jove Brandi is an exact replica of her mom. Ava's suntanned skin glowed in the sunlight. Her shoulder length hair was salt and peppery. Her eyes were brown, warm and friendly. I discovered quickly that we had a lot in common and a lot to talk and laugh about.
Her light cotton short smock peasant dress was so appealing, and the jiggle of her ass suggested she wore nothing underneath. She looked hot for a 60 year old. My eyes devoured Ava's firm body outlined in her dress. Her bra-less breasts moving easily, tits hard against the fabric of her dress as she moved about.
"I like you Mark," said Ava as she refilled my glass with more scotch.
"And you are lovable," I said patting her supple ass, making her giggle.
"Brandi had told me all about you and why you're here" she said.
I lit a joint, took several deep drags then passed it to Ava. She was reluctant at first, but took a few drags. Soon she was all giggles and wanted to dance to the music on the CD player...I held her close as we slow danced, grinding my hardon against her crotch while kneading her supple ass. Her gaze looked dreamy as I kissed her passionately, then sucked on her tits for long moments. It was a long, slow, crotch-rubbing dance, absorbed in a tide of lust and desire. Our bodies fitted well together, hands on each other's ass, my erect cock pressed against her crotch, wedged between her labia, rubbing, grinding. It seemed like we've been lovers a long time. We vibrated with sexual energy. I could hear Ava's silent gasps as she pressed against me, her eyes closed, her head on my shoulder.
"I'm going to fuck you Ava, you know that don't you" I whispered into her ear.
"I know, and you are most welcome to," she said tremulously as I slipped my hand under her dress and caressed her panty less hairy crotch.
"I must warn you Mark, I have not been fucked in a very long time, I may be rusty," she said, her body quivering.
"You'll be fine, besides you'll enjoy it more after such a long abstinence" I assured her. Her eyes were closed, I felt intense emotion coming off her in waves...My hand found the warm, thick wetness and sopping lips of her cunt. Slowly I pulled off her dress.
"Oh shit, I'm so wet, I'm about to come" she whispered, her body trembling as I stroked her clitoris. Minutes later we were both naked in her bedroom. Ava's jaw dropped when she saw my upright throbbing dick, her eyes wide open bulging.
"Jeez Mark, I had no idea you were this super hung, I have never ever seen a cock this huge, and those veins" she murmured, shivering. She grabbed my cock and squeezed hard. "OMG, this is totally awesome!" she cried.
She was still dripping cool juice from her fresh cunt as we lay down on her bed, and magnificently wet when I entered her slowly feeling the tightness of her twat...Her well-developed clitoris, hard, red, and pulsating, was soaked in viscous juice. Ava cried out shuddering, as I filled her with my entire dick. She came abruptly writhing while I rested inside her cunt, letting her feel the powerful throbbing and pulsations of my dick.
"Oh Mark, how hard and heavy your cock feels, how perfect" she said, as I moved in her deeply, tantalizingly, forcing out juices from her pussy, making her gasp repeatedly.
"You're wonderful beyond my wildest imagination" she murmured, as I fucked her slowly, patiently with smoldering intensity...She moaned sporadically, moving her hips rhythmically, effortlessly, flawlessly beneath me. Tightening her cunt around my dick, milking it, and sucking it in deeper and deeper like a vortex, keeping me there. For someone who has not fucked in a long while, she was amazing. An accomplished slut. The more I plunged into her the more she writhed and moaned in pleasure so deep, which in turn drove me deeper with hard rhythmical strokes.
Ava came and came, nonstop, crying out, screaming, her body thrashing about, her cunt hooked tightly on my cock. I fucked her hard and gentle in every position imaginable and she came and came, again and again. I fucked Ava for an hour. I could tell her body singing in jubilation as I fucked her with dedicated intensity.