Knowing how much Rachel got off on the look and feel of my muscles, the next day when I got dressed, with that in mind, I wore the tightest white tank top I owned. Checking myself out in the mirror before I left the house, I smiled as I flexed my pecs. My fully erect nipples were not only visible beneath the thin cotton, but already pressing hard at the fabric, as I imagined all the kinky shit I'd be enjoying with my good friend Hal's sexy-as-fuck mother today.
The jogging shorts I chose were short, showcasing my thick thigh muscles, and fit me like a glove. I could clearly see the outline of my swollen cock pressed tight against the body hugging fabric that just barely covered my tight toned ass. I figured Rachel would get one look at me and want to tear my clothes off.
At least I hoped, because I was so stoked for day two of our sexathon, it would really suck if she'd had a change of heart, and told me she just wasn't up for it anymore.
I rang her door bell, then stood and waited, doing my best to look cool, with one arm raised supporting my weight on the doorframe, while every inch of me was humming, eager to see her again, and of course resume our naughty fun and games.
But holy fuck! I almost choked when Rachel pulled open the door, wearing the tiniest sheerest, pale pink sundress I think ever created. The neckline dipped so low down in front all the way to her navel, giving me a bird's eye view of her luscious breasts, as well as a real nice eyeful of her long, lean shapely legs. She looked so hot, I almost came where I stood.
Thankfully, for me, while I was raking over her nice tight bod, getting off on the super-hot titty show and her hard pink nipples practically begging me to have a taste, she was doing likewise with me, staring wide-eyed at the outline of my erection and eagerly licking her lips. Then, I guess, anxious to get the show on the road, she groaned, grabbed me by the shirt, pulled me inside, slammed the door shut, and then holy crap, she dropped to her knees and started tugging at my shorts to get at my throbbing cock!
Yeah, I got a feeling she was more than ready for day two of our kinkfest.
Still, to see her on her knees, fighting to get at my tool, I wanted to pinch myself. A part of me still wondered how this could even be happening. Having lusted after this woman since the moment I realized what sex was all about, I couldn't believe how fucking hot she looked kneeling in front of me, struggling to get at my tool. Licking her lips as she impatiently pushed both my shorts and my boxers down my legs to the floor, she moaned at the sight of my thick eight inch pussy-fucker popping right out and staring her in the face, already dripping with a big fat bead of pre-come.
Then before I knew it, she had, not only had both her hands, but her lips wrapped tightly around my deal. And holy smokes, the delicious feel of her warm soft mouth enveloping my pulsing tool, instantly had my balls tightening up, almost ready to blow.
And wow, did she ever know how to give head. I don't think I'd ever groaned so deep in my life.
The erotic sight of her lips stretched tight around my dick, instantly had me grabbing fistfuls of her hair and thrusting my cock in and out of her mouth. Overcome, I couldn't stop staring, watching her working over my deal like her life depended on it, sliding it in and out of her mouth as I kept on thrusting, convinced I'd never seen anything hotter than Hal's mom gifting me with a blow job.
She was sucking me off so hard, she had me wanting to slam everything I had down her throat till my balls were slapping against her chin and I was coming so hard, I'd be filling her stomach with the biggest load of seed I'd probably ever shot.
I'd had tons of girls suck me off before, but nothing ever felt this good, probably because none of them were her. It felt so raw and dirty and yet so wickedly good to see my friend's mom, Mrs. Ellison on her knees blowing the living fuck out of my cock. Especially when she murmured, "Oh, I just love the taste of you, Brian. And you feel so good sliding over my tongue."
But when her dress slipped off her shoulders baring her big luscious titties to my eager gaze, I just about lost it. I was getting pretty close to losing my load as it was, but seeing those magnificent mounds heaving as she bobbed her head up and down on my shaft, sucking like crazy, was almost too much for me. Then just to get her a little hotter, I told her, "Rachel, tug at your nipples for me, twist them, baby, till you make 'em sting."
Fuck me! When she obeyed, and started to twist those big hard nipples between her fingers, as she sucked me almost raw, I swear I almost passed out. I could feel my cock swelling even thicker in her mouth, rocked to the soles of my feet by the sight of saliva running down her chin and dripping onto her big beautiful breasts as she tortured her nipples with her lips stretched tight around me. I wanted my mouth on those gorgeous breasts of hers so badly. I wanted to sink my teeth into those big hard nipples, so I could suck them between my lips and tug them till she squealed.
But I also wished that she'd never stop sucking me off, it just felt so crazy good that I think I was starting to see lights flashing before my eyes as I got closer and closer to letting go and filling her up with my juice.
But I had a dilemma, should I let her suck me dry or give her the fuck of her life? Finally, I pulled out, chuckling at her little mewl of protest. Seems she was getting off on blowing me, as much I was, watching her suck me off. But once I got her to her feet, tore away her dress and nearly kissed her face off, she happily wrapped her naked body around me, till I had her off her feet, cupping her ass, with her tight in my arms and my dripping cockhead pressed up tight against her bare pussy.
Holy crap, as I squeezed her bare ass, and slid a finger along her slit, I couldn't believe that under her sundress she wasn't wearing a thing. I'm guessing to give me easy access to all her goodies, so we wouldn't waste time getting naked.
"I have to get a condom," I groaned against her mouth. My cock was twitching so hard, probably from the delectable scent of her hot little pussy, practically kissing up against my weeping hole. My chest heaving hard, I told her, "I need inside you so bad right now, Rachel, you've got me aching."
That just got her grinning and looking all excited as she shared her news. "Well, then you'll be happy to know, I was at the sex shop this morning and I bought us all kinds of fun stuff. I got about a dozen boxes of condoms, all different kinds; ridged, flavored, glow in the dark, lubed, you name it. And I also got us a really big bottle of lube, some handcuffs and loads of new toys to try out, so we can do all kinds of naughty things with each other." She blushed a little as she watched my eyes go big and round as what she was saying started to sink in.
Holy shit, we were ever going to have some kinky fun now. I got a feeling we were going to fuck each other into a freaking coma by the time her son got here. Never mind the kind of bat shit crazy crap she was hoping I'd do to her once the coast was clear when he left a couple of days later to go back to Dubai.
Wow, if I thought she'd gotten me hard when she was sucking me off, my cock felt ready to freaking explode now, just imaging how insane things were going to get now that she'd brought home every kinky thing she could find to get us off, thanks to her favorite neighborhood sex shop.