“Jesus! You have some hand, there. You’re driving me out of my mind. Keep it up, and I’ll shoot a load in my pants.”
“Does that mean you won’t have anything left over for me?”
“Not until after supper.”
“Well then, we don’t want to get your pants messed up, do we. We’ll just have to take them off.”
While Al continued writhing on the sofa, she pulled his pants open. Then she tugged them down, pulling down his undershorts, as well. He hoisted his buttocks from the sofa so she was able to pull them to his knees. His mighty erection suddenly sprang up as if from a trap and stood there, trembling, looking enormous and fighting mad. Judy caressed the throbbing length of it with her palm, letting cool air from between her pursed lips blow all over it. In the meantime, Al continued squeezing her malleable breasts.
“My God!” Judy gasped, staring at his throbbing organ. “Is that all one penis, or is it three penises pushed one on top of the other. I’ve never seen anything quite that long or that thick.”
“I’ve found it more than adequate,” Al laughed nervously, shuddering as her hand squeezed it. She was the first woman to ever make him jittery.
“I’ll say,” Judy nodded. “Say, slipping out of my play acting role for the moment, I just want you to know I take precautions, so you don’t have to be afraid of firing inside me.”
“I’m not worried,” Al told her. “I’m sterile, and though I can go all day and through the night, I can’t make babies.”
“In any case, I’d love to feel that wonderful instrument playing a solo inside me,” Judy said to him.
“I’m just as agreeable,” he nodded, enjoying the feeling of being the one seduced for a change instead of having to be the seducer.
Al found himself trembling and twitching as if he were a nervous teenager about to experience his first woman. Certainly she was the first woman he’d ever known for whom he felt such need rather than mere lust. She had created the need by coming to him and seducing him in this rather outlandish fashion. His hands clamped on her rounded breasts all the more tightly, and the pulling pressure of his hands caused her brassiere to lift up and hang around her neck. He squeezed her breasts as if he meant to pull them off. They weren’t quite the size of grapefruit, but they felt just as solid.
“Mmmmmmmm!” she hummed, rubbing her hod against the pressure of his hands.
“Like?” he asked.
“You know I do,” she nodded. “I like playing games too, but there are games, and there are games. Let’s you and I get down to the playing of real adult games.”
“I’m for that,” he nodded. “But first, don’t you think it’d be a good idea if both of us stripped down. Maybe some men prefer their women partially clothed, but I like my females baby-naked.”
So she pulled away from Al and got to her feet, proceeding to pull off her clothing, while Al stood up and kicked his pants from around his feet while removing his shirt and undershirt as well.
Al sat back on the sofa and looked as Judy finished shucking the last of her undies. She was a vision, she was, small, but well-shaped. There was nothing about her that was too large or too small. Her full breasts were the perfect size for a woman of her height, and they stood up so nicely. The nipples were a light tan, as were each of the small surrounding areolae. She saved the removal of her panties for last, turning away from him and bending forward a little, poking her rounded asscheeks in his direction, revealing the dark cleft between them, making her asscheeks stand out like two small snow banks.
She turned to face him again when her panties were down around her ankles. Al simply stared, taking all of her in, gazing with unfeigned admiration and lust, looking at the furry playground between her slender, pillarly white thighs.
“You are something,” he said to her. “You are really something. If I were to ever become serious about a woman, it would have to be a woman like you.”
“Why a woman like me?” Judy asked. “Why not take the real thing, me!”
“Why not!” he nodded.
The small, full-breasted lovely woman walked toward him, then squatted, sitting astride his thighs, moving forward until the brushed thicket of curling brown hair tickled the tip of his shuddering penis. Then she rose up on tiptoe, leaned forward, reached back and under her with one hand, and with her thumb and her forefinger she tilted the head of his throbbing cock into her waiting chalice.
“Ggghhhuuunnnggghhhaaaggghhhh!” she gasped, her weight now on her knees as she sank all the way down, shaking all over.
Al was aware she had enjoyed an instantaneous climax, and this with just a single thrust of his fleshy wand into the willowy softness of her feminine vale. Her arms wrapped themselves tightly around him, and she clung to him, squirming and rotating her vagina all the more solidly against his groin, kissing his pubis with her cuntlips as she rubbed her rounded ass against his thighs and balls.
Pressing down on her knees, she lifted her body up only to sink right back down on his throbbing cock-length, her rubbery buttocks once again hitting his legs. Her mouth had fallen open, and her brilliantly shining eyes had a faraway look in them Al had never seen in the eyes of any other woman. Judy was special, all right. He knew that without even thinking about it. His arms were around her slender waist, firmly holding her as she sat there trembling, squeezing the walls of her trembling cunt that much more tightly around his throbbing cock.
She had needed that! She had really needed that! Her body was quivering, and she was perspiring heavily, and she knew this was only the beginning. She needed more, much more.
Her arms pushed between them, and her hands pressed on his shoulders, signaling to him that she wished to sit back. He released her waist and let her all but recline, with his stiff staff still solidly implanted inside her vaginal depths. His hands reached up and filled themselves with the round fullness of her lovely breasts.
He cupped them, bunching the lovely mammaries and lifting them into globe-like piles of fleshy putty, all white and smooth. His digging fingers kneaded both spongy spheres, sending constantly fresh surges of overpowering passion visibly charging through her quivering body. The cock-stuffed woman was still quaking, and groans escaped from her throat as she found herself in the grip of a sensual thrill. She surged her breasts forward into his manipulating hands, wriggling on his lap, feeling his upthrust pike massaging her inner walls and building new heat ever higher in her shuddering body.
For a long while she sat perfectly still, riding her cock-horse. Al did all the work, mostly with his hands as he continued massaging her marvelous tits.
Then Judy pressed her hands into his shoulders and tugged back, slowly lifting herself, carefully starting to fuck the seated man. The pressure inside her was unbelievably thrilling.
Al enjoyed the way his seductress was riding him, moving with steady, gliding strokes that continually sheathed his rearing length of hard cock all the way into the depths of her sucking pussy over and over again. He hunched forward and up, ramming his hips to meet her descent each time, his hands now pressed into the sofa on either side of him. The panting woman was gasping at the new ramming power of the gigantically thick mast she was riding so wildly and happily. The lovely brown-haired woman began pumping herself on his throbbing cock with an uncontrolled fierce passion.
Her firm breasts, solid as they were, flopped up and down with the wildness of her movements, jiggling as if attached to slinky springs. Her nipples looked like two cocked fingertips. The curly haired woman’s open pussy was trickling clear, heavy liquid around the hard length of his well-clasped masculinity.