Eventually I started up her legs rubbing her calves and then her thighs right up under her skirt. Wendy moaned again, her eyes still shut. So much, I thought, for her wanting to see me. I reached around and undid the skirt and Wendy lifted off the bed to let me take it off her. I then rolled her onto her front and sat astride her at the top of her legs. My raging cock was only a couple of inches away from where it wanted to be and two layers of undies were all there was to keep it out. I pulled her blouse off, I undid her bra and then I rubbed her back in long, slow strokes.
Wendy moaned with pleasure. I made the strokes longer and longer until I was pushing her underwear down a bit each time and then I was rubbing her ass on the down strokes and running my fingers up her crack on the way back up. Wendy was getting very wet and very excited, moaning loudly each time I touched her. I finally moved down her legs so I could reach her ass with my mouth. I gently bit the cheeks and then got firmer and firmer.
Wendy was wriggling and moaning so loudly I was worried we would wake Mary Ann but there were much more important things to deal with first. I got off Wendy and pulled her black lacy panties down and off. I rolled her on her back and got my first ever real view of Wendy naked. She was definitely not a disappointment in the full light. Her hair was almost the same as when she was nineteen, maybe just a bit shorter but still in the ponytail, and her body was very well looked after. Her breasts were still firm and although they did fall to the side a bit she did not look anywhere near her thirty-eight years. Her stomach was still perfectly flat and there were no stretch marks to tell stories of her pregnancy. Her pubic hair was quite thin and her wet lips showed clearly through it.
“Take them off.” Said Wendy, breaking into my thoughts.
“Um, sorry?” I was still mesmerized by her body.
“Your underpants, take them off, I want to see all of you.” She said.
My undies hit the floor and my cock stood proud, not quite on my belly button as it used to be when I was standing with a hard on, but still pointing up.
“Nice.” Said Wendy. She was evaluating me, as much as I was her. I was glad she liked what she saw. I tried to move between her legs for a taste but Wendy stopped me. “No, David, I am not going to wait to get your cock in my mouth, if you get to go down on me then I get to go down on you too.”
“You on top then.” I said lying down on the bed. She straddled me sucking my cock into her mouth and I stared at the beautiful sight so close in front of me. Wendy’s lips were perfect, straight and tight on her mound, the slit slightly open gave just a hint of the heaven inside and even her little puckered asshole looked neat and clean. She was working her mouth around my shaft, sucking it down as far as she could, then sliding it out until she could lick the end.
I tore myself away from the pleasure of just receiving and licked her lips, slowly working my way down to her clit. Wendy moaned around my cock giving me what was essentially my first ever “hum job”. I almost blew in her mouth at the feeling but did manage to hold back and I went to work harder. Licking from the clit to her entry, and then back down. She tasted fantastic and I just wanted more. Sometimes I poked my tongue in her hole, sometimes I sucked her clit into my mouth and nibbled as we built each other up and up. Neither of us used their hands at all, but our mouths were well and truly enough and the pressure got higher and higher. I was sucking her clit when I came. It was so sudden I did not have time to warn her, but Wendy did not seem to mind, sucking my cum down as she reached her own orgasm within ten seconds of my first spurt and she bucked and moaned with me. I was licking up the extra juices she had produced as she was sucking the last drops out of my cock. I was still hard, which is very unusual for me, but Wendy was a very unusual lady. I licked and she sucked and then Wendy rolled off me and turned to face me.
“That was sensational,” she said, “where did you learn to do that?”
“I once knew this curious nineteen year old girl,” I said, “and she taught me a lot of things.”
“I really should thank her,” Wendy was smiling mischievously, “and I think I know how.”
She straddled my body facing me and slowly lowered herself onto my cock, working slowly down the shaft as her motions spread her lubrication over me and the movements became easier. Before long she was sitting on me, my dick totally buried inside her. Wendy then used her muscles to grip me tight as she moved up and down a little but forward and back more. The sensations were great and it was my turn to moan in pleasure. She rode me for some time before we rolled over and tried the missionary position. Then we tried doggy style, and then a number of positions that must have names but I don’t know them. We screwed for over an hour, my having cum already helping me last longer than I ever had before, and finally we were lying on the bed, her along it and me across it, her right leg over my hip and her left leg between mine. I was thrusting up into her and playing with her clit and her right breast and she was getting louder and louder moaning she was going to cum. When she did the convulsions were enough to set me off and I pumped my load deep inside her.
“Wow.” I said.
“My first ever lover said that a lot.” Said Wendy, still panting heavily.
“I think you would have that effect on any man.” I said, trying to catch my breath.
“Thank you David.”
I went and turned the light off, it was close to two in the morning at that stage, and I crawled into bed with Wendy. She was lying on her side, facing away from me, and I cuddled into her. I wanted to ask her to stay permanently but I thought that is something for the morning.
During the night I had a dream that we were again having sex, this time in the position we went to sleep in. At least I think it was a dream.