With her body shaking and twisting under him, she sunk her nails into Michael’s back bloodying him. And he, desperately fighting his onrush of coming, sank for a long, marking-her moment his teeth into Rita’s shoulder while he stopped fucking her. With his cock remaining deep in her searing, pulsating cunt, he wrapped Rita into a peace-making cuddle.
But Rita neither needed to be consoled nor wanted to be pacified and he was quickly put right.
When he rolled onto his back, she quickly followed, straddling him without dislodging his cock. Then, lifting her pussy almost off she rammed her cunt with a cry onto Michael’s bone-hard erection. Swallowing a moan and then fighting for breath she gasped:
“You gave me the quickest, wildest climax in my life! God, did I come! Now, I’ll ride you! I am going to fuck you into a coming like mine!”
She sat up and with a lust-charged moan began her ride, throwing back her head and arching out her glorious tits to be admired, and wanting them to be grasped and caressed. Michael had kissed them in the forest’s dark but now he saw their sensual, beautiful shape, with brown areolas circling the darker, lust-filled berries of her nipples. As she rode him, now leaning back with her hands on his knees, she splayed her groin as wide as she could. Licking her lips, she wanted Michael’s eyes to fix on her hot glistening pussy and clit, every time she lifted off his cock for another, lust-squelching deep thrust.
Michael and Rita were a perfect match in their play of reciprocal excitation. Getting closer to coming, Michael grabbed her ass. His fingers clawed into the rim of her crack, pulling it apart. Rita cried out in surprise. Then she gasped, “Yes! Yes! Touch me! You love my ass, don’t you?”
“I love all of you! Your naughty mind, your sexy voice, your lips, your tits, and your sexy ass. And how your hot cunt grips my cock and how you flash your luscious pussy and clit at me. You want them touched and kissed, don’t you?”
While he stammered his suggestion, Rita began to shake and squirm in the storming-in throes of another coming. Michael was sucked in too and as he poured his cum into her, she sank onto him for a long kiss.
But then, still shaking in the aftermath of her coming, she panted her unstilled lust against Michael’s mouth:
“Yes! Yes, Michael! Make more love to my pussy; kiss me there, lick me, eat me up! Haven’t you done it with other women; why not me? With me, you’ll be the first. God, I want it! Just thinking about it makes my pussy all wet.”
Closely intertwined, they let the storm gradually fade away. Rita first and then Michael went to the bathroom. As he got out of bed with Rita ready to get in, she noticed the large wet patch on the sheet. She burst into laughter, “I’ll have to change that before the chambermaid sees it and starts the gossip among the staff.”
Settled back in bed, this time for a rest, Michael could finally ask some of the questions that puzzled him.
He drew her close. After a lingering kiss, with his fingertips playing over Rita’s bush, he returned to her wish to be orally pleasured:
“Next time we won’t rush into a first, hotly waited-for fuck. We’ll enjoy exciting foreplay. I will kiss and lick and suck your sexy pussy and clit until you almost come. Maybe, you want to do it to my cock? I wanted your pussy like that from the beginning. When you stepped up to my bed and put your sexy bush so close to my face, I could smell your cunt’s hot excitement. It made me grab my rearing cock but I wanted to grab your ass and sink my hungering mouth onto your hot, excited pussy!”
Rita chuckled:
“I don’t know what I would have done if you had. Sure, I was excited, and I wanted to excite you too. But not like that!”
“You are such an openly sexually alive woman, so uninhibited in the way you talk and act, and you have been married. How is it possible that you are an oral virgin?”
Rita leaned back against the headboard and took long seconds to order her thoughts:
“Michael, you may have thought I was a hussy. I am not even a hyper-sexed woman with a list of past lovers. I married at nineteen, Robert; Robert Gruber. Ours was a good marriage; we loved each other, established a home, and had a child. Robert built a successful career as first the local, then the regional representative of an insurance company. We met at a tennis club function and liked each other. Although he was five years older, I had to seduce him into our first kiss and his first touching of my boobs. When it came to sex, Robert was just shy and inhibited — I blamed his mother — and he remained so throughout our marriage.
Or so I thought.
I never realised, right until the end, that our kissing and Robert looking at naked me or touching my tits and ass and fingering my pussy, did not sexually excite him. But seeing me getting aroused by my more and more elaborate games of seducing him, usually gave him a quite normal erection for our brief fucks. It was for me — I had been so innocent when I married — what sex for us was supposed to be. I liked the bodily closeness and the feel of his cock in me when I had again seduced him into fucking me. Admittedly, for me, it was not often enough.
Robert had been promoted to head office in Vienna and we were going to shift. Then, on a visit home, out of the blue, he asked me for divorce. He told me, with many apologies, that he had met the love of his life and that they were going to share the rest of their lives.
His newfound, life-changing partner was a man.
My shock was brief; we separated as friends. Regretfully, our son Heinz – he was sixteen when we divorced – refused to have any further contact with his gay father. He has since joined the military, and even I see him not often. He seems to blame me too.”
Rita slipped down under the doona. Half-covering her face she tried to make it sound like a joke:
“So, you see why I am so forward in seducing and so backward in knowing much about normal sex. Oral sex in my marriage was a No. And the only ways we fucked was in the doggy, and rarely the missionary position. When you pulled me on you to ride, it blew my mind. I could not stop coming and flooded the bed.”