It didn’t matter. I was standing at the edge of the abyss. So – fucking – close – just – a – little – more ..
“Fuck!”
Dancing lights went off inside my eyelids.
I started pumping jets of seminal fluid into my sexy Science teacher – and still I pounded her.
Each time my cock drove deep, it fired another blast of seed at her womb.
Every. Fucking. Time.
I could see again. I was awake.
I was laying over the top of my lover’s back. Her fingers were white. She was still gripping the countertop. She was panting.
“Sorry!” I apologized, willing my body to move – but nothing happened.
“s’okay,” she replied. “Not. Heavy. Just. Came. So. Hard.” she finished.
I finally got my strength – and stepped back – sliding my sloppy cock from her raw twat.
I looked down. Mrs. Williams was a mess. She had shit running everywhere. Some of it looked like mine – but most of it looked like hers.
I grabbed the quicker-picker-upper and started cleaning her legs, the door of the dishwasher, and the floor.
She was still leaning forward – gripping the counter – catching her breath.
When I finished discarding the refuse, I went to grab my pants – to pull them up – but she stopped me – turning to face me – taking my cock & balls in one hand – and using her other one to pull my face to hers.
“Thank you,” she said, as serious as death itself, and then pulled me into a kiss that was threatening to reawaken my cock. Her hand, massaging that very item, wasn’t helping.
I gave up, threw my arms around her, and kissed her like I’d fucked her – hard. Her hand left my cock and reached around to pull me more tightly to her face.
When we were both breathless, she leaned her forehead to mine and whispered, “I love you. I’m so glad you agreed to this whole messy arrangement.”
“Messy is right,” I laughed, looking down.
She laughed as well – and pulled me into a bear hug.
“Fuck!” she said, “I’d forgotten what it was like to be loved.”
“You’re very easy to love, beautiful,” I said, pulling her chin over for another kiss – this one as soft as her fabulous breasts.
“You’re such a suck-ass!” she laughed – but kissed me again. “You fucked me good, young man. I’m gonna have to go shower. Want to join me?”
“Mother,” Kasey laughed, “he’s never going to get home if you don’t quit.”
“He’s like a little teddy bear,” her mother complained. “He’s so adorable and cuddly, I can’t help myself.”
“Yeah,” laughed Kasey, “a teddy bear with a nice dick.”
“It is nice,” her mother said, grinning. She grabbed my jaw and gave me one last kiss before she headed upstairs – leaving me to start the dishwasher.
“What time do you go to church?” Kasey asked.
“Why?”
“I should probably go with you.”
“Pastor John won’t care,” I replied.
She just looked at me, waiting.
“10 o’clock.”
“Pick me up at 9:30?”
“If you want.”
“Yes, please – and come give me a kiss like that one you just gave my mother – before you grab your stuff to head home.”
I picked her up and carried her to the couch.
“Reggie ..” she warned.
I dropped onto the couch and sat her, sideways, on my lap – hugging her and kissing the corner of her mouth until she finally gave up and faced me – so I could give her a clit-tingling lip-lock.
“Mmm. That’s nice. I love you.”
“I love you.”
“.. and mom?”
“I do love your mom.”
“.. and her pussy?”
“She has a very nice pussy,” I agreed.
“Is this going to work?” she asked.
I laughed. “You just sat at the table and talked me through foreplay with your mother. Yes. I think you get almost as much out of my relationship with her as you do mine with you.”
“Will that change when we’re physical?”
“We’re physical right now.”
“You know what I mean, dummy.”
I waited.
“Sorry. You’re not dumb.”
“Show me your pussy and I’ll forgive you.”
“You’re just after my body.”
I waited again.
“That was out of line. You have been more patient than any of the others.”
“I’ve only had to wait like a week. We dry-humped the other day and I thought I broke you.”
She kissed me – gently but firmly.
“You are being patient. I should be nicer to you.”
“So, you will?”
“Will what?”
“Show me your pussy.”
“In two weeks, we will be married. When that happens, you had better be ready. Until then, no touching, no looking, no ..”
“Licking?”
I’m not quite sure how she managed it but she was straddling my lap, and tickling my sides.
“Stop! Stop! I’ll quit!”
“Are we a little ticklish?” she giggled.
I was trapped. “Yes!” I gasped. “Please! Stop! I’ll be good.”
She hugged my neck and kissed me, grinding her pussy on my crotch.
I was gasping for breath when we separated and she said, “You are good – and I love you – and I want to show you my pussy so bad!”
She gave me one last peck and then climbed off of me to return to her tablet at the table.
I grabbed my pack and stopped to give her one more kiss before heading out the door.