the beginning of passion

I was the tall white guy on campus known for playing the Guitar and playing basketball. She was 5 feet tall, a Filipina/Latina and known primarily for her brains. She was definitely attractive, but coming from a large catholic low income family, they didn’t have money to waste on anything but mostly practical hand sewn clothing. Most of the guys were afraid of her because she was smarter than all of them and seemed to have a pretty no-nonsense attitude. I seemed to always have the most beautiful girls in school as close friends. Not because they wanted to fuck me or even go out with me. I played pretty songs on the guitar and was very shy and very polite and I suppose I was a good listener. It seemed that the aggressive guys were getting all the pussy. I was so damn horny, and I had all these beautiful girls around me treating me like a Priest!

My J was different. She had several brothers that I lived and breathed basketball with. So, I had the occasion to hang out at their house once in a while. The guys at school only had seen her in her conservative school clothes and only noticed her when she was receiving some academic award. I began to look at her differently one day when I went over to her house with her brother. She was there in the front yard in a pair of cut off Levis playing in the water . As I got out of the car, she stopped what she was doing, looked me straight in the eye and warmly said “hi”. We exchanged some small talk, until I remembered that I was there to see her brother. I think it was then that the fire started. I had never seen such delicious skin or heard my name spoken by a lovelier, sexier voice. She was there in her incredible natural beauty. It was a Saturday morning, she wasn’t dressed to go anywhere. She didn’t wear any of the war paint the other girls wore. Her beautiful long brown satiny hair flowed naturally and freely. The image haunted me.

Over the next few months, we played the courting game and finally became a couple. We became inseparable, spending as much time together as possible. I was still horny as hell, but very much in love and would not do anything to lose her. Our necking was becoming more and more passionate. One of the things that she always liked me to do was to scratch her back. To tell you the truth, I found this a bit of a chore until that evening she asked me to go up under her blouse to scratch her back. Her skin was absolutely perfect, The warmest, softest and smoothest thing I had ever experienced, My dick was harder then I ever had experienced. After that first time, I took every opportunity to have my hands under her blouse. Feeling brave one night I slipped a hand under her bra and on to her soft, perfectly shaped breast. She bolted from the sofa and proceeded to lecture me on what a good girl she was. Some how, my brain was able to maintain my solemn, guilty, sorrowful expression, while celebrating the conquest all at the same time. I was thrilled. She was so angry at me that I was put in cold storage for several days. She hung out with me but barely talked to me. I promised to be good and to never do anything like that again. I did my very best to behave.

She must have sensed my growing frustration and my struggle to behave. One night my car was parked in her parents driveway and we were kissing and holding each other. She proceeded to throw a surprise at me. While I was scratching her back, she ask me to unhook her bra to get better access. I gladly did so. I scratched her back for awhile. Afraid to let my hands wander to where they wanted to go. She then sat back in her seat. She said “ you know the other night when you tried to touch me?, well I’ve changed my mind”. She then unbuttoned her blouse. Wow!!!. I kissed her passionately and placed my hand on her firm stomach . I explored that velvety skin and worked slowly up to her perfect breasts. As I gently fondled them and explored them she laid back in her seat. I couldn’t believe it. I was in heaven! Her nipples were firm before I even got there. I so enjoyed myself. She made no effort to restrain me. I started kissing her hair and then slowly down to her ear and then to her neck. She knew where I was headed, but made no effort to stop me. I proceeded downward from her neck exploring her naked shoulders and chest. My heart was beating rapidly. I then kissed my way down to the center of her breast and took one of her nipples in to my mouth. I caressed it gently. I felt her hand on the back of my head gently stoking my hair and guiding me back and forth to each breast, I swirled around her nipples with my tung and could hear her rapid breathing . For a moment, I placed my hand on her upper thigh less than a inch from the goal of my next conquest, but decided not to push my luck that evening. I wanted to savor this precious moment. I returned my hand to her breasts. At some point I was afraid of overdoing it and decided to stop. I backed off to my seat. She didn’t move, but said “that felt good, do it again” So I again proceeded to taste and tease those beautiful breasts. She actually said thank you as she buttoned up her blouse.

Our make out sessions became hotter and hotter. On several occasions I attempted to get my fingers down to that magical place between her legs, but she always deflected my hand. She didn’t get angry. Just gently would divert my hands elsewhere. I think, that in a effort to direct my attention from her pussy, She agreed to touch my aching cock. I loved the feel of her small soft warm hand on my dick, but beyond that she wasn’t comfortable doing hand jobs or blow jobs. I literally think she thought my dick was made of steel. She would get to rough and I’d have to stop her.

Things often happen when you least expect it. I was at her house along with almost her entire family. Her older brother was coming home from his first week long road trip with a Junior College Basketball team and we were all up waiting for him. He didn’t come and didn’t come. Her mom and dad were early risers, so J told them that we would wait up for him. They rounded up the four younger brothers and sister. They all went off to bed. You have to understand that this was no ordinary house. It was very clean and well taken care of, but it wasn’t up to anybodies code. It didn’t have any interior doors. All the doorways had a thin curtain instead of a door. There were also no hallways, you had to pass through one room to get to another. Mom and Dad slept in the very next room. You could hear them breath. After a fair amount of time we started making out. I had no great expectations of reaching any other goals since her folks were only feet away. She was unusually amorous and very into it that evening. I was a bit nervous about who was in the next room. It was a strange temporary exchange of rolls. I had been the sexual aggressor up to now. She was now getting lost in our love making. Some how in our passionate positioning I ended up on my back on the sofa and she was laying on top of me. She was kissing me more lustfully than she had ever before. I was very conscious of her precious mound grinding on my leg. My hands were up under the back of her blouse exploring her incredible warm soft skin. As my hands ventured downward I noticed that the jeans she was wearing were very loose around her waist. I decided to explore as far as I could . My hand moved under the waistband of her panties, and to the top of her ass cheek. I was surprised that I hadn’t been stopped yet, so I pushed further. I now held that wonderful firm ass cheek in my hand for the first time, It was so firm yet soft at the same time. I squeezed it firmly and kneaded it. I think I was testing to see if she realized where my hand was. No reaction!, She continued to kiss me passionately. Dare I go further? I did. My long fingers crawled down her ass and felt the upper part of her thigh. Her legs were parted somewhat, around my leg. I stretched my fingers where I thought that magical place that I desired so much was. She stopped kissing me and laid her head on my shoulder as to brace herself and settle in for what came next. My heart was pounding and my dick was throbbing. I thought “My God, she’s going to let me touch her” My fingers found their target. I knew nothing about pussy, I was totally going on instinct. I had learned enough to go slow though. My fingers found this incredible hot wetness. Her cunt was so wet. I gently explored and tried to determine the shape of everything. I was searching completely blind. I first touched down at the little space between her anus and her pussy. I proceeded downward to her extreme wetness. I felt the pussy lip on either side of her wetness. I placed a finger in the middle. To feel her opening, but didn’t push inside. I explored further down until I found were the two lips joined again. I then touched the swollen spot just after. I felt her pussy gently recoil and heard her gasp a little in my ear. I loved the response I got and decided to continue to touch that spot.. It was wonderful. As I touched her, her pussy reacted and she made those wonderful little noises. Sometimes a little gasp and other times a little moan. I continued doing this for a very long time. She was grinding her pelvis into my leg and seem to be in another world. I was hard as steel and aching to try and fuck her. Lucky for her I guess, that her parents were in the next room. That forced me to take it very slow and quiet. I let my other fingers join in. While keeping up the attention to her clit with one finger I used other fingers to pry apart her pussy lips even further. I couldn’t lose, every new thing I tried sent her to to a higher level. Almost by accident one of my fingers slipped in her part of the way. I could feel her extreme wetness. The muscles that surrounded the tip of my finger seemed to try to suck me in deeper. She now started rotating her hips and seemed to chase my fingers were ever they went. Her hands were gripping my arms tightly. I was dying to fuck her. Her breathing was hard and hot. I was afraid her whimpering was going to wake up the whole household. Her wonderfully wet pussy was grinding against my fingers. My fingers were free to take any liberty they wanted. She was really humping hard now and I was trying to read what her pussy wanted. She pressed hard onto me and took what sounded like a deep breath. Her body tightened for several seconds. She then let out a sharp little sound like OHHHHH!!! She ground her mound in to my leg a few more times and started whispering desperately “no more, no more” I quickly stopped moving my fingers and her whole body went limp. She had worked up a sweat and she was breathing hard with my fingers still pressed against her pussy. I thought to myself, I gotta fuck her right now, I don’t care who walks in. I removed my hand from her pants and we both sat up. Her face and her neck were red and she had a dazed look on her face. (She told me later that she had had her very first Orgasm that night). I told her that I wanted to fuck her. She shuck her head no and said “we can’t right now”. I wouldn’t have it. Her mind was struggling to be in control of her body, but I knew that her pussy was calling the shots.

I held her hand and walked her over to the other sofa across the room that wasn’t in direct view from her parents bedroom. We laid down on the sofa facing each other and I started kissing her and pulling her pants and panties off. She lightly protested but continued to kiss me passionately. I had my pants down just about to my knees, and was rubbing my cock against her pubic hair. I was just about to roll her over on her back , spread her legs wide and plunge my hard throbbing cock into her soaking wet cunt to fuck her like a madman. Just then the room was suddenly filled with light from the driveway. We both gasped and started getting dressed, knowing that her brother had arrived. We barely got ourselves put together before the door opened. I suffered through a long tedious heroes welcome with Mom, Dad and big brother (the whole time I was smiling on the outside but in my mind I was saying shut up and go to bed, I want to fuck your sister). It was time for me to go home. J walked me to my car and got inside with me where we again attempted to fuck. We got to about the same spot where we had been interrupted before when we thought that we saw the silhouette of her dad in the night. We again hurriedly dressed. I kissed her good bye and went home.

By the time we were alone again, she had cooled down and her head was again in control. I was now allowed to touch her pussy, but no fucking would take place. On the next couple of dates, I put my down her pants and fondled her and opened her until she thought that her pussy was starting to take control. She would then put a stop to it. It was in this stage that we started a new routine. We would go to a movie and leave a little early to come back to my house were we would sneak quietly in to my room, take off all our cloths and get under the covers. It was there in the light that I was first actually able to see how beautiful she really was. Not an imperfection anywhere. I gloried in her perfect naked body. She really enjoyed being naked in bed with me. We would kiss and hold each other, fondle each other and roll around under the sheets. It was a lot of fun. She was willing to do this almost anytime. I guess that I had learned some patience, things were moving forward, even thought they weren’t quite at my pace. One thing that was frustrating was that she wouldn’t let me look at her pussy. I could touch it and rub my dick against it but could not look at it or kiss it. Eventually our little game under the sheets started to progress. She surprised me again one evening when she rolled me over on top of her. She spreed her legs and guided the head of my cock to her pussy opening. She moved her hips up and down driving me crazy. She then encouraged me to press my cock into her opening, but stopped me abruptly when it hurt her. This became a regular part of the game. We had tried this 3 or 4 times, but it hurt her to much. I could tell that she felt bad for me and always apologized. I kind of got the feeling that she was just going through this pain for me. One night we couldn’t go out because her parents were to be gone and she had to watch her younger siblings. She invited me over. We had great fun playing card games and board games with the kids. I was always a great hit with her brothers and sister. At one point they all disappeared and came back wearing their pajamas. J did too. She wore those long soft cotton flannel PJ’s. I felt very relaxed and right at home. J got the kids playing a board game and then came over to me, took my hand, pulled me off the sofa and lead me to one of the back bedrooms. We could hear the kids arguing over the game in the next room. She got up on the bed pulled her PJ’s up past her waste exposing her perfect naked Pussy . I was startled. She said “come on” I waisted no time pulling my pants down and crawling between her legs. She got hold of my cock and guided it to where she wanted me to be. She said to me “try it” I tried to push into her but again she stopped me. She rested again and then had me try it again. This time I actually felt some progress, I felt that I had gotten about and inch into her. The pain was to great and she pushed me off. Big tears welled up in her eyes and ran down her checks. She was so frustrated and angry with herself. I’d never seen her in this state before. These tears weren’t for my benefit. She wanted this and was very disappointed with herself. I think she was feeling abnormal in someway. It isn’t everyday that a beautiful woman cries over not being able to fuck you, or give herself to you. I was very sad and very touched all at the same time. I figured that I was going to have to do something about this.

The next time that we were in my room playing our games under the sheets. We once again got to the point where she was trying to get me into her pussy. We tried and tried but got same results. I started to get up and get dressed when I saw that sad depressed look on her face again. I couldn’t bare it. I laid back down on top of her and she said “no, we better not, it still hurts to much”. I said “come on, one more time”. She finally said “ok” . I got my dick into positions and started to press. My heart was beating fast, because I felt I was taking a great risk. I decided that I was going to ignore her protests and make this happen. I started pressing hard. Then harder. She said no,no it hurts. I paid no heed. I pressed harder then I ever had before. She was in great pain, but I continued even harder until like walking into the sunshine from a dark room, I felt myself slip in. With every thrust I inched deeper and deeper until I felt I was all the way in. I gave no pause and began to fuck her. She no longer protested, but her face showed that she still felt some pain. I fucked her hard.. I slipped in and out easier and easier. It wasn’t long before I couldn’t hold it any longer. I buried my cock in her and exploded, filling her young sweet beautiful virgin pussy with my cum. I laid there for a moment and feared what came next. I felt guilt for hurting her, and relief for having finally fucked her. I thought she might hate me now. But quite the opposite. She held me tight. And kissed me hard. I carefully pulled my dick out of her and we lied there holding each other and talking about it. We were both happy that we’d gotten pass that hurtle that made her feel substandard. She was happy that she had given me what I wanted. That was a great day, we were both very happy and very proud of ourselves. It wasn’t that the sex was the greatest, I got no joy out of hurting her. We were lovers now, We were in this for the long run. It was only going to get better from now on.

The next few days were great, we didn’t get the chance to have any privacy, but we had a naughty little secret. We had both passed the test. That whole week the school was preoccupied with homecoming plans. For reasons I can’t remember, I drove her to a neighboring town that was about 10 miles away to pick up something. On our way back, she said that we should stop somewhere, because she really needed to talk to me. I pulled off the at a local recreation area. We walked over to a picnic table and I sat down. She moved in between my legs and I held her and kissed her. I was concerned, because I could tell she had something serious on her mind and was trying to find the right words to share her thoughts with me. Her basic message was that she loved me very much and that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with me, but what we did the other day we can never do again. I of course was once again confused, but had to take her seriously. I loved her so much. I didn’t know what I was going to do. All I could do was to take one day at a time and see what happens. Her head was definitely in control at this moment. I couldn’t imagine being without her, but I couldn’t imagine being around her and not making love to her. I was in such a confused shock. I must admit that I privately tried to get mad at her, but knew that she had already gone way beyond what her good judgment had told her was ok. I couldn’t stay mad very long. The rest of the week was very somber. We weren’t able to see much of each other. Which was probably best. We both had a lot to think about.

Homecoming night finally arrived. We went to the game and then got ready for the dance. She was absolutely gorgeous in her long blue gown. She smelled like a rose garden. I didn’t like her hair, I always loved it long a straight. The dance was fun and we both had a great time. We danced, laughed at other people and chatted with our friends. As the evening was winding down and it was time to leave. I was still confused and not sure what we were going to do. We got in the car and I asked her what we should do. She said “ maybe we should head for home.” So thats what we did.. She sat next to me (we were in my Moms 1968 Ford LTD, They had full bench seats back then) I put my arm around her an she laid on my shoulder. We drove the 10 miles toward home talking a little about the dance and the people there. Once we got close to her house she suggested that we not stop there just yet, but maybe we could go to the dump. (its not what you think, The dump was a remote area that had these very small hills and no piles of garbage. Perhaps a few rusted out cars or kitchen appliances but basically a pretty cool place, especially at night). I thought that was a good idea, but I was afraid that I was being tested. She was going to be real tough to resist. Especially after all that dancing and her looking so delicious. I fought the memories of her beautiful naked body and all the incredible things we’d done. I thought it a little unfair that she would take me to such a place after asking me to control my passions. We finally arrived at our destination and found a very private place to park. It seemed that you could see all the stars in the sky. We sat there quietly for a moment and I played with her hair and kissed her. I could not believe what happened next. She said “Why don’t we switch sides? Why don’t you sit over there?” , pointing at the passenger seat. I said “ok,” Not understanding what this was all about. So, we twisted and turned until I was on the passenger side of the car. She kissed me passionately and then proceeded to lye back on the drivers side of the car with her head against the door. She raised her bottom off the seat and pulled up her dress up above her waste and pulled off her slip and her panties. She bent one leg up and propped it up against the back of the seat. The other leg was bent and placed on the front edge of the seat. I couldn’t believe it! Talk about confused! Was this the same woman that looked me straight in the eye and told me that we could never do this again? Is this the same woman who wouldn’t let me see her pussy? There was that beautiful pussy in the light of the full moon waiting to be examined and explored. She said softly “touch me”. I reached out an touched the beautiful site before me. I examined her pussy lips. I opened them then let them close and then gently stretched them open again. I noticed that she was secreting fluid. I looked at her face and noticed that her eyes were closed. I looked at her clit for the very first time. I gently touched it. Like before her opening contracted. I continued to explore and loved to be able to control her contractions by touching her. Again and again I opened her and touched her. She said softly “Fuck me.” I first unbuttoned the top button of my shirt and pulled my necktie off and threw it in the back seat. I then reached down, undid my belt, kicked off my shoes and pulled my pants off. I was now on my knees with my cock aimed right at her beautiful pussy. I looked up and saw that she had a tight grip on the steering wheel with one hand and was holding the back of her seat with the other. I lowered myself and placed my hands on each side of her shoulders I placed the head of my dick on her wet hungry opening. I was a little concerned that this would again be painful to her so I proceeded very gently, even though I was so hard that I was almost in pain. I slid my dick up and down her deliciously soaking pussy until she reached down with her hand and guided me to where she wanted me. She pulled me and raised her body to met me all at the same time I easily entered her about 2 inches. I pulled out and then entered her again, and then again. I could feel the wetness of her pussy come with me as I pulled out of her. I decided to go deeper and did so. No pain no resistance. I so wanted to plunge but strained my self to go slow. I pulled out and tried to go the same depth again but she arched her back and pushed her pussy up to met me half way. I went deeper than I planed and decided it was time to plunge. I pulled almost all the way out of her, feeling the night air cooling my hot wet dick. I plunged deeply in to her until I could feel her pubic hair pressing against mine and my balls up against her ass. My balls could now feel her wetness as it oozed out of her pussy. Again no pain no resistance. She was now trusting her pussy into the air tying to get me to fuck her. I started taking long hard fast stokes. She was going crazy. She was trying her best to match my strokes, her head was moving side to side. Her mouth was slightly open, Her head was bent backwards, the breathy sounds and the slight whimpering sounds she was making drove me wild. I fucked her hard, and she loved every inch of it. This is what I’d been dying for, but it was so much better than I could of ever imagined. The sensation that my cock felt was unexplainable. The wetness and the strength of her pussy was wonderfully shocking. The fact that I was fucking her so hard and she was taking it and loving it amazed me. She wanted more and more. I couldn’t believe that this pussy, that she had defended and protected from me was spread wide open and was hungry for more cock.. I started to feel the urgency of orgasm and fucked her even harder. I got no complaints. Her hand left her grip on the back of the seat and she pressed her hand against to car door to keep me from fucking her through the door. All my senses were on overload. The smell of her perfume and shampoo mingled with the smell of our sweat and her wet pussy. My eyes alternated from watching the full length of my cock completely disappearing into her pussy to the lust and desperation on her beautiful face. My ears consumed the sounds of the rocking of the car, her heavy breathing and hungry whimpering. The sound of my hard dick plunging again again into her wet pussy was like music. This was it, I was going over the edge. She raised her pussy high off the seat and I plunged deeply into her one last time shooting and shooting what seemed like to me gallons of cum into her. The sensation was so wonderful. All this struggle had been more that worth it. We both relaxed and I pulled my dick from her pussy. I collapsed back on the passengers side of the car. I sat there breathing heavily. I was content and happy. I looked over at her and she hadn’t moved. Her legs were still in the same position. It was so sexy to watch my cum drip out of her and down her ass to make a puddle on the car seat. The thick gooey substance made a thick white trail down her crack. Her lovely black pubic hair had beads of my cum sprinkled throughout. I caught my breath an looked at her pretty face. She looked up at me with a serious hungry look. She looked me right in the eye and started moving her pussy up and down in a fucking motion. I was surprised!. She wanted more! Her movements were enough to make me hard as steel again. This was much more that I bargained for. I jumped at the opportunity. I got in position again and looked down at her freshly fucked pussy and saw a wet nasty hungry cunt. I entered her with no assistance and again buried myself all the way up to where my balls were pressed up against her ass. I moved slowly at first to try to regain my composure. But I had to work against her for awhile as she was trying to get me to fuck her hard again. I needed a little more time. This woman had seemed so fragile just a few days ago. She was unbelievable! She was anxious for me to pound her again. I was enjoying the feel of her slick cum soaked cunt. She was loosing her patience and said “come on” and she tried to simulate how hard she wanted it by moving her dripping cunt up and down on me. Thats what it took to restore my strength. I now felt up to giving her what she wanted. She anticipated my revival and now placed both of her hands against the the car door so she could brace her self to be ravaged. She was nasty, I felt my own cum gushing out of her and running down my balls. I picked up my pace to what she wanted. I tried to read her cunt and maintain the the depth and and rhythm she wanted. It felt good to be able to control myself a little more. I could be sensitive to what she needed, although at the moment she wasn’t in need of sensitivity, she wanted to be fucked and fucked hard. I fucked her even longer than before. Probably not harder, but I sustained a longer hard rhythm. It was so rewarding to watch her enjoy it so much. I watched her face and her cunt closely. She wasn’t giving me anything, she was selfish and horny now. She was relentless and I felt myself needing to cum again. I was concerned about wearing her out, I’d been pounding her pretty hard for quite a while now but she showed no signs of slowing down. I held off cuming as long as I could, but I finally told her that I was going to cum again. She responded OK!!! and again arched her back. To meet my thrusts. I kicked it to high gear and fucked her as hard as I could . Until I again shot a big load into the depths of her cunt. I again pulled out and felt a flood of cum pouring out of her now twice fucked cunt. The puddle on the seat of the car grew larger. I was tired again and collapsed onto the passenger seat. I was pretty damn proud of myself. We didn’t speak we just vegged there for a while. She continued to lay on her back and I had a wonderful view of her naughty wet cunt. It may sound like an exaggeration, but when again our eyes met. She once again gave me a lustful look and raised and lowered her cunt in a fucking motion. I couldn’t believe it! I was feeling a little threatened. I wasn’t sure that I could do it again, but didn’t want to say no. My cock started to rise, but there was no way that I was going to be full mast anytime soon. She looked up and saw my situation and said bring him close to me. I laid my limp dick against her cunt. She reached down and held my cock in her hand started rubbing it up and down her cum soaked cunt. She gave me a horny look and said” So you don’t want to fuck me any more, Thats to bad” The combination of her verbal challenge. And the rubbing of my cock against her incredible soaking cunt was enough to get me up to about three quarters firmness. That was good enough for her. She took what she could get and guided me once again into her soaking cunt. Once I was in her she said “awe, there we go” I started fucking her very slowly in order to try and maintain what I had of my erection but I had to press all the way in and pull only a short way out. She was still enjoying it, but at a much more leisurely pace. She sat up partially and kept one hand on my hip to keep me close to her. When ever she thought I would slip out she pulled me back to her. I actually did slip out a couple of times to her immediate frustration. She would quickly reach down and stuff me back in and pull my hips tightly to her with her hand. This was all very sexy. It was amazing being in her cunt semi hard. She was so wet and her muscles were strong. We played like this for quite awhile and enjoyed it. Then she said “ I want you to fuck me again’ and I could sense the she was getting aroused again. She started to pick up the pace slowly. I could feel some life back in my cock. She could feel me grow in her and it excited her. She said “YES”. She dropped back down to her laying position and braced herself against the door. Like a locomotive we slowly started to pick up speed and I grew harder and harder. The fire returned to both of us. I continued to fuck her for a long time at a solid steady pace. She was less desperate, but enjoyed this much more relaxed leisurely pace. I had the opportunity to feel even more of the inside of her cunt at this rate. I had time to think. What a glorious cunt she had. I felt I belonged right here in this wonderful pussy. How did I ever earn the right to be buried deep in the beautiful woman that was lying beneath me with her legs spread wide giving it all to me. Eagerly taking all the lust I could give her. Draining every last drop of cum from me. I’d dreamed of this moment for years, but no dream could ever match the reality of what was happening at this very moment. How could anything ever be better that this. Eventually, I think she was ready to end it and started picking up the pace again. She encouraged me saying “ come on, fuck me” I matched her pace and fucked her pretty hard for a few minutes until once again from somewhere my orgasm started to rise. This was going to be hard. I could feel my balls and my cock straining to complete their task. Her cunt felt so good I never wanted to leave, But I had to finish this. I felt myself getting to the peek as my eyes locked on to hers. The lust on her face was what I needed to find the needed resources. For the last time I plunged deeply into her and came in the most beautiful, the most delicious, the hottest, the wettest pussy that any man could ever imagine. I came with just a trickle.. But we were both done for the evening.

She sat up and kissed me hard and then we tore the car apart trying to find Kleenex to control the flow of cum pouring from her cunt, but none was to be found. The best she could do was to pull her panties back on. She excitedly said “we’d better go” We had lost all track of time. I got dressed, started the car and zoomed back toward her house. She tried to straighten up the best she could on the way home. I pulled into the driveway and kissed her one more time. We looked at my watch for the first time and saw that it was after 3am. She grabbed her shoes and bolted from the car and toward her front door. Before she opened the door she stopped and turned to wave goodbye. Her shoes were in her hand, her dress was a wrinkled mess, her slip was visible down below her hemline. Her hair was going in all different directions, part of it pined up and part of it lose. Her face was flush as were her neck and chest. Anyone that would see her now would know in an instant that she had been fucked hard all night. That was such a sexy picture. I imagined my cum running down the inside of her legs.

That was just the beginning. There was no stopping us after that . We tried to fuck everyday, I remember the day that Miss Honor Student surprised me before school. She somehow charmed her way past my parents. (they were hoping that she would be a good influence on me) She came into my room took off her clothes and crawled into bed with me. I fucked her lights out. We snuck back to my room at lunch time and fucked again. After school we did it one more time before I took her home. For a while the only day we couldn’t fuck was Sunday. Sunday at her house was for going to Church and doing your chores. They weren’t to have visitors. It was her idea to do her chores in the morning and then go to the evening Mass by herself. I would park outside the church and wait for Mass to be over. She would rush out and jump in my car and we would drive out to the Dump and fuck like crazy. Since she was always in her Sunday best and she didn’t want to wrinkle them to much. She would often pull off her panties, lay me down in the back seat, climb on to my stiff rod and fuck me hard like she liked. She sometimes would work so hard that she would have to stop and rest in order to catch her breath. She would never give up though until I shot at least one load of cum into her. As much as I loved to have her naked, I can’t tell you how naughty it was to be fucked hard by a beautiful woman In her Sunday best not less that 10 minutes after she left church. The stories go on and on. 32 years 2 kids and 3 houses later. Her skin is still perfect, most of the inhibitions have been tossed aside and she still likes to get fucked hard and often. We’ve made hundreds of sexy memories. I am the very lucky man that has been given the honor and privilege of providing her with what she desires.

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