Barbara had been a student in one of my adult Ed computer classes. She had been rather flirtatious and had never missed an opportunity to brush against me, or touch me, or stand really close while discussing something. I had enjoyed the contact and her company in general. She had divorced several years before and was living alone when she invited me over to help her with some minor problem on her computer. She offered me something to drink and I followed her into the kitchen while she looked for something to offer me.
When Barbara bent over looking into the, the pose stretched her powder blue cotton shorts around her wonderfully rounded ass revealing the outline of her bikini panties I told her that she had a beautiful ass, and she wiggled back and forth while she looked over her shoulder and told me, "Keep your eyes in the right place. You are married and should not be looking at my rump." I crossed the distance between us and boldly held her hips in my hands and bent at the knees a bit so that I could rub my groin against her yielding ass.
Barbara said, "Don't! You are married. You are not supposed to do that." I started to release my grip on her hips figuring that I had grossly misjudged the situation, but I felt her gently grind her ass back against me. I was more than a little confused, but she was definitely mashing her ass against my groin while she was admonishing me to behave like a gentleman. As my dick hardened, my up strokes stabbed one of her ass cheeks and Barbara rolled her hips so that the down stroke was in the crack of her ass and the next up stroke probed her other ass cheek. We maintained that rhythm while my dick got harder and harder.
I slid my hands up her sides and under her matching powder blue knit top and under her bra pushing them up over her breasts. Barbara moaned and said, "Don't, you're married. You are not supposed to do that." As I pinched each pink nipple lightly she put her head back against my chest while arching her back and grinding her magnificent ass against my hardened rod. I leaned forwarded and nibbled on her exposed neck and she moaned saying, "Don't, don't, don't." All the while her body and motions were telling me to continue. I pushed her tank top and bra up to her shoulders and over her head. She let them hang from her one hand that was still holding on to the open fridge door. I continued to maul her breasts with one hand while I pulled my zipper down with the other. Barbara said, "No! No! No!" As she moaned and rubbed her ass against my now bare flagpole, I took her free hand and covered her breast with it pinching her nipple with her finger and thumb. As I moved my hand back down to her waist, she continued to play with her own nipple. Barbara continued the hula style rolling of her hips while I continued my up and down thrusts.
I pushed her shorts down to mid thigh and allowed my cock to slide up the crack of her, power blue, nylon-covered ass. I nearly came with that first contact. My cock burrowed into the crack of her ass and my precum wet her panties. She was saying, "No! No! Don't! You are married. You are not supposed to do that!" as she stepped out of her cotton shorts and kicked them beside the fridge. My up thrusts pushed her bikini panties into the crack of her ass and soon my cock was in contact with her bare ass cheeks. I looked between us and could see my purple cock head making furrows in her smooth, yielding ass as she gyrated against me.
My precum was wetting her ass as the silky material of her panties and her smooth yielding ass flesh teased the underside of my cock. On the next upstroke I could feel my cock bump over her puckered anus and I noticed a small shudder ripple over her body as goose flesh rose on her arms. The second and third strokes across her anus brought low moans from her throat as she continued her litany of "Don't, don't, don't you are married and not supposed to do this to me." On the next up thrust my cock head stubbed on the opening of her anus and my dick tried to enter her anus through her panties. Barbara jumped and said, "No. No. No. Not there. No one has ever gone there." She pulled away, and I figured that I had ruined the whole thing when I felt Barbara lift her leg and step up on her tiptoes as she guided my cock between her legs before she lowered her leg.
Now my thrusts were no longer up and down, but rather back and forth, and on the first forward thrust, I could feel Barbara's silky thighs on each side of my cock as it slid forward. Then I felt her puffy pink pussy lips with her panties buried in her pussy crack. The purple anvil, of my cock, slid forward and back over the wet pussy lips as Barbara changed her pelvis rotations to forward and backward to maximizing the friction between my cock and her pussy. On each forward thrust I could now feel my cock nudging her clit making her moan loudly as she continued her "No. No. No. Don't do that. You are married."
On the next thrust, I pulled my cock completely out from between her legs. Barbara was completely dazed and confused as she worked her ass back trying to find my cock. I pulled her panties down to mid thigh noting how they were stuck in her pink-lipped pussy. I sternly told her, "Take off your panties."
She said, "No. No. No. You are married and should not be doing this to me," as she tried to move back against my cock again.
"Take them off!" I said.
Barbara leaned forwarded and pushed her panties below her knees and lifted one leg then the other as she pushed them down with her feet and kicked them on the pile of her other clothes. I could see her fat, pink, pouting pussy lips clearly when she bent over. I took the opportunity to remove my shorts and boxer shorts and toss them on the pile. I stepped forward allowing my cock to touch her bare back as I pulled my knit shirt over my head and tossed it on the heap.
Looking between us, I could see a streak of precum dribble down her back and paint a line between her wonderful ass cheeks as I lowered myself for more contact. Barbara giggled and gurgled deep in her throat as my cock lubricated her ass crack. Again my bloated cock head snagged as it scuffed over her puckered anus. With each stroke Barbara shuddered and gasped, until my cock angled into her anus trying to gain entrance into her hot tight little hole. This time she leaned forward a little to accommodate my entry, but lurched as my dry cock head tried to wedge open her tightly clinched anus.
Barbara said, Again, she lifted her leg and redirected my cock between her legs and against her puffy pink pussy lips. This time I placed my hand between her shoulder blades and pushed her forward. She resisted until she felt my cock slide into the entrance to her vagina. Then she bent far forward grasping the fridge with her other hand. My cock made a slow, smooth entry into her steaming pussy till my hips mashed against her yielding rump. I could feel the under side of my cock head slide up against the inner side of her pussy and push against her cervix.
Barbara raised her head and groaned loudly as my cock pushed all the way against the far wall of her pussy. Then she pushed back against me rattling the contents of her fridge. I pulled almost all the way out and then slammed into her again. Again, the contents of the fridge rattled. I hurriedly looked around and saw the counter that was only a couple of steps from the fridge. I pulled a very confused Barbara away from the fridge and pushed her over to the counter. When she realized what I was doing she took the couple of steps to the counter making sure that my cock did not slip out of her burning pussy. Once she had her hands on the counter she began to push her pussy back onto my pole with each in thrust, and pull herself back with each out thrust. As soon as this rhythm took effect, I could feel my balls slapping against her clit. My thighs were afire with the effort of fucking in this half squatting position.