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This is a continuation of Unexpected Encounter.
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After a few minutes of rest, lying on top of Cheryl, my dick only semi-erect now, I slowly withdrew and rolled onto my back. Neither of us said anything and after a minute she rolled onto her side and then threw her leg over mine and lay her face against my shoulder. I put one arm around her shoulder and slowly bent my leg a little so it was flush against her pussy.
We lay like that for several minutes, Cheryl gently tracing her fingers up and down my chest, while her warm, moist labia slowly soaked my upper thigh. I was half dozing, resting, and recovering from our first fuck. I tend to get pretty sleepy after my first orgasm. I think that's because I'm a heavy cummer. Someone once told me that the more you cum, the longer and more intense the orgasm is and the more endorphins are released in your brain. All of this makes you sleepier.
Anyway, every time I breathed in my chest expanded and Cheryl's breast once again became firmly pressed into my chest. I moved my free hand from my side to her breast, which lay like a sleeping cat on my chest. I softly stroked the side of it for several minutes, and was rewarded with a number of deep sighs from my lover. Her hand continued to trace lines from my shoulder to my navel and our arms rubbed against each other as we went back and forth.
Cherly lifted her head up and looked at me. We made eye contact for the first time since we had started kissing out in the living room. Her expression was one mixed with sadness, contentedness, and gratitude. I could still see the dried tears on her cheeks. A small, closed-mouth smile told me she was more than fine with what had happened. I smiled a little back at her and made sure she saw my eyes move down to my hand which continued to stroke the side of her massive breast. Very sweetly, she inched up toward me a little so I didn't have to reach as far for her mammary.
She began kissing me, my lips, my cheeks, all around my face, very gentle and slow. It was a little weird because in a way, at times it felt like she was kissing me the way a mother kisses her son. I wanted to keep it romantic so I gently pulled her hair to bring her mouth down to mine and put my tongue in it. My cock was coming back to life and as it expanded it shifted position and started sliding up her thigh.
She immediately moved her hand down to it and began to caress it. She spent more time on my balls this time which felt great. Usually I'm not a huge fan of that because chics tend to be too rough. But her experienced hand was applying just the right amount of pressure. She started grinding her pussy against my hip and her kisses became more passionate.
She moved more directly on top of me and this gave me more freedom to explore her back and ass. She had good skin for a woman her age, pretty firm. She didn't bake in the sun like a lot of people who live in FL. By the time they were 30 some of these people looked 50. But Cheryl could have passed for 40. she had light tan lines though, not in the outline of a thong, but a regular bikini. Tan lines are a turn-on for me. Cheryl had a pool at her house as did I and many others.
I ran my hands up and down her back and over her ass. She had a nice round squeezable ass and I paid a generous amount of attention to it. I slid my fingers from her lower back all the way down her ass crack to her anus and back up to the back of her neck. This drove her crazy and every time my fingers reached her anus she gasped and her whole body tensed.
I knew what I wanted but I wasn't quite ready. I wanted her to mount me (my favorite position) but I needed some lubrication first. She'd been working her hand over my shaft for 10 minutes and it was beginning to chafe. A lesson for the women in the audience: don't do this for too long without some lube. The silence was also killing me. I think I've mentioned that I like some erotic talk during sex. I didn't think there was any risk of offending her at this point.
I pulled her face away from mine and asked in a very gentle but emotionless voice, "You want me inside you again, don't you?"
"Yes" she gasped. "Will you to do something for me first?" I whispered. "Yes," she gasped again.