MILF Book Club pt. 2
The middle segment of this story, again I felt it was so long that I broke it up.
After the others had left Sharifah sat in the living room thinking over what Miyu had described to the group. In truth she still loved her husband, but the sex sometimes left something to be desired. However she couldn't actually say what she wanted, more perhaps, but no idea more specifically.
So she returned to reading the book. The story soon reached the heroine's seduction of a young man at her office, who was providing tech support. This was not unexpected, given the way the story had gone so far, but the difference was the young man was a bit reluctant and the heroine wasn't asking. She briefly lowered the book to consider the idea of being dominant during sex. In the bedroom she and her husband were equals, he may on occasion take the lead, but equals nonetheless. So the idea of dominating a lover was intriguing.
After clearing up from the meeting she went to her room to change. No sooner was she in the closet than one of the shelves noticeably sagged. Moving quickly she pulled things off the shelf to examine it close. She swore as she remembered that she had been putting off dealing with the shelf. A smile slowly came to her face.
"I guess I have an excuse now." She picked up her phone and dialed. It was picked up on the second ring.
"Coleman Maintenance. Devon speaking." Her grin widened as she responded.
"Hi, Devon this is Mrs. Kattan. Do you have time today to fix a shelf?" He paused momentarily.
"Me? Sure, but my dad could do it." She laughed softly.
"I asked for you. It's a minor thing. I'm sure we won't need to bother your father." She could almost imagine him shrugging in the pause before his response.
"I guess not. I'll be there in about twenty minutes." She sat as she responded.
"I'll be waiting." She hung up and stretched out on the bed, considering what she wished to wear for her seduction. She finally decided to go for simplicity, a loose fitting robe that covered her from head to toe, except for her forearms. Underneath she was naked, but she would not be exposed until she chose to be. At last she heard the doorbell. Pausing only to ensure that the robe covered her she moved quickly to the door. As expected it was Devon.
"Mrs. Kattan?" She nodded as she turned.
"Sharifah, please and follow me." She led the way to the bedroom and pointed to a shelf in the closet. He nodded and set to work. Meanwhile she lounged on the bed to watch him as she idly ran a hand between her legs. Inwardly she was becoming impatient, but nonetheless she waited until he was finished and emerging from the closet. As he did so she allowed the robe to open, revealing her breasts. He stopped short and nearly dropped his tools. She waited a short time before speaking.
"Undress." When he seemed about to speak she gave him a sharp glance. Nodding slowly he put his stuff down and swiftly undressed. She nodded and spread her legs before gesturing him forward. When he started forward she shook her head and pointed to the floor. "Crawl." He blinked, but slowly lowered himself to his knees and crawled forward.
When he reached her she pointed to her pussy. He did not hesitate to put both hands on the bed to support himself and lowered his head between her legs. She forced herself not to jump when his tongue made contact with her lips. His movements were methodical, covering every inch of her pussy and even pausing to kiss her legs on either side. She moaned softly and placed both hands on his head.
He returned his attention to her pussy. This time his tongue penetrated between her lips and her moan became slightly more audible. She pulled him in harder and ground herself against his face. She moaned a bit louder as he spread her lips to thrust even deeper into her pussy. She felt her orgasm approaching, but soon grew tired of the position and pushed his head back. Struggling to find her voice she gasped out a command.
"On...the...bed." He did not hesitate to climb on to the bed and lay on his back beside her. She slowly lowered herself onto him, eliciting a small gasp from him. Pressing her hands into his chest for support, she slowly began to raise her hips until he was almost out of her and then slammed back down on him. This time his moan was louder than hers. She was soon gripping him with her knees and riding him at speed. She tightened her grip and began riding for all she was worth. She moaned louder as she leaned forward in order to concentrate more effort on her hips.
In time she rested her head on his shoulder and she began making hard, short downward thrusts. Her moaning became only somewhat louder, but her tightening pussy caused him to moan a bit louder still. At last she slammed on to him. She kissed his neck hard as she ran a hand through his hair.
She lay for some time gathering herself before finally rolling off of him. A sideways glance told her he was still hard. He looked up and they briefly made eye contact. Suddenly all feelings of dominance left her and she found she could no longer look him in the eye. He slowly stood and looked down at her for a short time. After a moment's thought he stepped back from the bed and certain he had her attention he pointed to the floor in front of him. She found herself kneeling in front of him, a bit uncertain of how she had gotten there. He pointed to his hard dick and she saw a drop of precum in danger of dropping on to the floor.
"Suck." She leaned forward to lick the drop of precum before it could hit the floor. She swallowed, enjoying the taste. Opening her mouth wide she got a good look at his cock. He wasn't huge, but a respectable size nonetheless. Once her mouth was open he took her head in both hands and pushed forward. She didn't have a lot of experience with giving blowjobs, but he wasn't huge either. She concentrated on relaxing to allow more of him inside. About halfway he met resistance, but continued to push forward even as he attempted to reposition to allow himself further access.
She spluttered and even choked a bit, however he was soon all the way in. He stayed in this position for a time and she began to see spots, but he quickly pulled out. He waited until she had recovered before thrusting back in. This continued for some time and she felt she was taking it better, but her choking continued. Without warning he stopped and released her. She collapsed and he stood in silence. When she looked up he spoke.
"Are you a dom, or a slut?" She blinked as she considered this. Finally she looked down, shrugging.
"Both, neither I don't know." He pointed to the bed.
"Bend over." Only briefly hesitating she stood to comply. She waited anticipating what would come next. The sudden smack on her rear caught her by surprise. She yelped and turned her head to look back. This time the smack was to her cunt and her cry was louder.
