Page 161 of S is for SEX

“Try this pussy out and see what you think of it,” I said with a laugh as I pressed my chest onto the table.

“Smart ass,” he breathed.

I exhaled as he rested his hands on my shoulders. As I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my wet pussy, I realized regardless of my overeager state of mind, I hadn’t been fucked in almost a decade and a half. As he pushed past my parted lips and began to fill my vaginal walls, I opened my mouth, widened my eyes drastically, and did the only thing I could think of which might provide a little relief.

“Ohhhhhh,” I groaned like a woman possessed by demons.

“That’s fucking painful…but it feels so good,” I moaned.

“Jesus, Sam. Your pussy wasn’t this tight when you were sixteen,” he said.

“When I was sixteen,” I said.

“You were…”

“Fucking me…”

“Three times…”

“A day…” I grunted as he continued to try and force himself inside of me.

I bit my lower lip and laid my head to the side as he pulled against my shoulders and slowly pushed himself deeper and deeper into my not so receptive pussy. As he slowly pressed his cock further and further into me, I gripped the sides of the table tightly and bit down harder on my lip.

As long as I had waited for this day to come, and as excited as I was to be fucking him again, I realized there was no way I was going to last. As much as I wanted it, and even though it felt amazing in an oddly awkward way, having his arm-sized cock inside of me was painful as hell. As I prepared to try and explain my need to throw in the towel and offer him one hell of a blowjob, he pulled up on my shoulders, lifted my chest from the table, and sank his teeth into my neck.

After thirty seconds or so of dragging his teeth along my neck and biting my shoulder, ear, and neck as he did so, his mouth came to rest against my ear. As he exhaled warm breath against my ear, a chill ran down my spine.

“That tight little pussy of yours is pissing me off, Sam,” he breathed into my ear.

Goosebumps rose along my arm and my upper body began to tingle.

“I’m about to pull out, shove you down on your knees, and jack off on your pretty little face,” he moaned.

The mere mention of having him jack off on my face opened a totally new chapter in my book of memories. The thought of it sent a tingling sensation through my lower region, and suddenly I felt my pussy open up like a blooming rosebud. Within a few seconds, the pain was gone, and Otis was sliding in and out of me not with ease, but definitely without much frustration.

“Oh fuck yes,” I moaned as I glanced toward the glass wall.

The two people were in the gym were running on their elliptical machines, staring at the mirror in front of them. In my mind, they were watching Otis fuck me and enjoying what they were seeing. As I felt each individual inch of his stiff shaft slide inside of me, I sighed and grinned, knowing it wouldn’t be long before I erupted into an earth shattering orgasm.

“I’m going to pull out and cover your face in cum, you sexy little bitch,” he moaned into my ear as he rhythmically worked his manhood in and out of my dripping pussy.

Oh dear God.

“Do it…but make sure they’re…watching…when you do,” I muttered as he continued to fuck me senseless.

The feeling of his hands pulling on my shoulders, his mouth against my ear, and his cock deep inside of me not only brought back old memories, but was quickly creating a new one as I watched the people on the other side of the glass. While he continued to pound every inch of his swollen rod inside of my sexually out-of-shape pussy, I felt like he was taking my virginity again.

When I was sixteen, I was a virgin. I gave my virginity willingly to Otis, because at the time, I knew not only that I was in love with him, but that I wanted to spend my entire life with him as my other. He was slightly smaller at the time, and stood roughly six feet tall, but his cock was every bit as large then as it was now. As he pounded away, his hips slapped against my ass, filling the room with the sound of sex, and my mind with thoughts of whether or not losing my virginity the first time or this time was more pleasurable.

“They’re watching you…fuck…me. You know that…right?” I said between choppy breaths.

“They better be,” he breathed into my ear as he released my shoulders and slid his hands down to my breasts.

His huge hands massaged my boobs as he continued to slide his cock in and out of my wetness. Each in stroke hit a spot deep within me that sent a sensation throughout every inch of my lady bits. As my swollen pussy tingled from the inside out, he began to pinch my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

Oh dear God.

Hell yes.

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