He followed me into the kitchen when I offered him something to drink. He leaned against the sink as I went across to the refrigerator. He had been my computer teacher in an adult education class. He is tall, six foot two inches tall with red hair and beard. He is about 10 years older than me, but at my age that doesn't really matter much. He is a good conversationalist and I just love to tease him by brushing my breast against his arm or shoulder or by rubbing my ass against him "accidentally." Today, he is here at my place to fix a computer problem that I have had for quite awhile. I know that I could have cracked the book and fixed it myself, but it is so much fun to torment him. With him, I am in complete control.
I wore a powder blue knit top and matching shorts to show off my tan and because he would be able to feel my nipples when I brushed by breast against his arm. I opened the Refrigerator and bent over to give him a really good look at my ass while I pretended to ponder the drink choices. He said, "You have a wonderful ass." I gave my saucy ass a little jiggle then looked over my shoulder and noted that his eyes were stripping my shorts and panties off completely. I teased him by saying, "Keep your eyes in the right place. You are married and should not be looking at my rump."
I looked back into the refrigerator to see what we could drink on such a hot summer day, when he startled me by grabbing my hips. Then I felt him grind his groin against my outstretched ass, and it felt wonderful, but I said, "Don't! You are married. You are not supposed to do that" as I ground my ass back against his groin. I could feel his dick getting hard through his shorts and mine. He started to pull away, but realized that I was just teasing him and that I loved what he was doing. I knew that I was in complete control I could stop him any time that I want, but for right now I reveled in the feel of his hard meat pressing into my yielding rump.
I rotated my hips like I had seen on one of the mindless daytime TV shows that was teaching women how to hula. He was thrusting his dick up and down while I was grinding in a circular motion. His dick plowed up one cheek and down the crack then up the other cheek and it was driving me just wild. It started to feel like he was using a baseball bat and not his dick. His hands slid up my sides and pushed my top and bra up over my breasts while I said, "Don't! You are married. You are not supposed to do that." When he pinched my nipples I put my head back against his shoulder and arched my back till it hurt, trying to maintain as much contact as possible with his powerful dick and my yielding ass. I said, "Don't, don't, don't." I felt his hand between us, but could not focus on what he was doing till I felt his bare dick against my shorts. He captured my left hand that was dangling at my side and brought it to my breast. He pinched my nipple between my forefinger and thumb.
It felt so wicked to pinch my own nipple while he kissed my neck and shoulder. He ran both hands back down to my hips and pushed my shorts down to mid thigh. It felt wonderful to have his cock so close to my bare flesh. Only my powder blue bikini panties separated his rod and the soft skin of my ass. It was wonderful and sent goose bumps down my arms and across my nipples. I said, "No! No! Don't! You are married. You are not supposed to do that!" as I stepped out of my shorts and kicked them to the side. His cock was deep in the crack of my ass before I realized that the bloated head was rubbing across my anus.
On each up thrust I could feel him pushing my anus open with the head of his dick. It felt wonderful, but I only said, "Don't, don't, don't, you are married and not supposed to do this to me." On one thrust the head of his cock lodged in my anus and tried to push in through my panties. I jumped and said, "No. No. No. Not there. No one has ever gone there." I pulled away from him and raised my left leg and guided his dick between my legs. I could feel a Latin beat in my whole body as his cock slid between my legs I shuddered a Cha Cha Cha. My bare thighs caressed him and I rocked my hips front and back now to maximize the contact with my thighs and my panty covered cunny, but his dick had pushed my panties into the crack in my cunny, and I could feel his bare cock on my cunny lips. The feeling was wonderful, and when he thrust forward the fat flange on the head of his dick rubbed against the bottom of my clitty. I was in complete control. I could stop him any time I wanted.
I was moments away from coming when he pulled back completely. I pushed my hips back to regain contact, but his hands held me away. I started when, in a stern voice he said, , "Take off your panties."
I said, "No. No. No. You are married and should not be doing this to me," as I tried to push my hips back to regain the feel of his burning hot cock against my cunny lips and clitty. I was so close to coming, and he was pulling away.
He said, "Take them off! I said."
I was so hot. My cheeks were flushed and breathing was difficult, but I knew that I wanted my orgasm more than anything else. I didn't want to give in to this depravity, but I meekly bend forward and pushed my panties down. They were caught in my cunny and I had to give them a real tug to get them down to my knees. They were sodden with our combined juices and the aroma of our sexual activity enflamed my nostrils. I could feel his eyes burning into my ass and cunny like lasers. I didn't look back at him, I just wanted him to push me over the edge and give me the orgasm that I want so badly.