A Risy Crazy Itchen Smash!

Standing at the kitchen counter in my long flowery kimono-like robe, I waited for my steaming, too hot to drink, early morning coffee to cool. The sweet Chamomile aroma brought a feeling of peace to my inner being.

Already showered, I was scarcely dressed underneath, I had only my favorite purple panties on, and with only about fifteen minutes left to chill before it was time to dress-up for work. I had it timed just right.

I hadn't actually seen Eli in roughly 10 days, except for the one day we all arrived home at the same time. He was cool, I was cool. He told me the last time we fucked that he had a very good reason for the delay in telling her.

His reasoning was, since my daughter already approved us, at least for one rendezvous, that occasion would be sanctioned, and therefore we could take time to explore and thoroughly enjoy the experience. The first two were surprising, risky, and rushed.

I heard him before I saw him. "I hope what you're thinking about is the same thing I'm thinking about?" There he was! "I haven't the slightest what you could be thinking about," I replied, with a slight smile.

"I'm giving my coffee a few minutes to cool which should leave me just enough time to get dressed for work. That's what I'm thinking about. What are you up to this early," I asked him.

"I decided to begin working out again which I usually do in the evening, but I have a late meeting today."

Still sweaty, his nylon shirt was plastered to his torso defining his chest muscles and developing six pack. His black nylon shorts strained to contain his fat bulge.

"How much time do you have before you need to get ready for work," he asked as he stood a few feet away from me preparing his own cup of coffee.

"I'm down to thirteen minutes," I replied, looking at the oven clock.

"Just enough," I heard him say under his breath. "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you," I said.

"Oh, I said you can do a lot in thirteen minutes," he answered, if you're a good time manager."

"Really, I replied, like what? "Well, like making this return to its original state," he said as he turned to me, his hardness now out of his shorts and pointing straight at me. Seeing my silent, wide-eyed surprise, he moved on me before I could recover.

Eli wrapped his arms around my body and squeezed both my ass cheeks. "Thirteen minutes is just enough time to give that pussy something good." He had not talked dirty to me the first two times we fucked, but I liked it. My juices started flowing.

"You mean you want to fuck me right here, right now, in the kitchen?" What if my daughter comes upstairs and catches us?"

"She won't, she just got in the shower. I was going back down to join her, but I've learned that when the right opportunity presents itself, you need to jump on it."

"So, you want to jump on this opportunity?" I asked nonchalantly, while my eyes were saying, fuck yeah, jump! "I want some of this pussy right now," he said, as he reached inside my robe and placed the palm of his hand over my hot box, his fingers circling around my wetness.

"Are you going to talk nasty to me also," I whispered in his ear when I felt his lips on my hard, swollen nipple.

"I'm going to put my fat cock in you until you come on it like the hot bitch that you are," he said, turning my ear inside out.

"Well, you need to hurry," I said. Eli pushed me back against the counter and told me to lean back. I placed my elbows on the counter, spread my legs, and leaned back as he commanded.

It was a smooth entry...and filling. His dick was in. "Fuck me fast," I said.

Eli was rotating inside my hotness, and whispering dirty shit in my ear. "I love squeezing your fat ass," he said. "And your wet pussy keeps calling my name."

I whispered back, "tell me what my pussy says to you." He told me a quick story while he continued to rotate his cock in and out of me, his hungry mouth planted on one of my full titties that he likes to gorge on.

He paused and said, "I came in from working out and saw your light on. Immediately, my dick tingled, and started rising, on its own," he said softly. "I knew what that was about, he said, this pussy was calling me."

"So, I came up here to pleasure you, and to pleasure me too." He began pumping my guts harder, and I was squirming and loving it. Even standing up his dick fit my pussy the right way.

"You didn't know you were going to get fucked this morning, did you?"

"Fuck Eli," I almost screamed out! "No, I didn't know you had plans to fuck me."

"You want me to cum it this hot cunt, don't you?" He teased me now, face to face, eyeball to eyeball, his rock hard fatness going up in me, pumping like you see those oil derricks pumping for black gold out in Oklahoma.

"Please, please," I begged as I glanced at the clock. Squeeze my tits. "My cunt is so fucking wet for you, Cum in me, cum in me, motherfucker!

Eli tightened his grip on my tits making my nipples silently beg for attention.

"We're...out...of...time," I said in short breaths to Eli; the clock." I didn't get a chance to say anymore. Suddenly, it seemed his cock expanded, and his hot cum erupted like an overactive volcano inside me.

"That's it, give me all of it," I cooed, "I want all of it."