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STORY TITLE Debbie And I - She's Late
AUTHOR Gene
CODES MF, Impreg
DATE ADDED 7th May, 2007
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Sex with Debbie is always incredible! She always says that she could “have sex three times a day, every day”. I know, I know, every man’s dream lady. A little background… she is just less than 5’ 10” tall, blonde, blue eyes (yes the carpet matches the drapes), and a nice smile. She will be 43 in July, and as such has “a few extra pounds”. She is not fat! Confident – she has no problem looking me right in the eye and saying “lets fuck”, which she does from time to time. She waxes. A full 38C.

About once a month we get together. She goes to a sporting event with me, I bring her dinner and a bottle of wine, or she just calls and says that she is horny. In any case, one thing leads to another and we always seem to end up fucking.

This last time was nothing different. She called me at work and we chit chatted and what not. She said her breasts were sensitive and that she was horny. She always gets that way every month. On Wednesdays I attend car club meetings. (I’m a collector car guy. One of the guys in my car club jokingly says that it is a disease, and well, all us guys have it…. LOL). She suggested that I blow off my car club meeting and come over and help her with her predicament. I knew exactly what that meant. Sure enough at 5:30 PM I arrived, and let my self in.

I went there straight from work. My car club usually doesn’t start until 7:30 PM. She was walking down the hall as she heard me pull into the driveway. As I walked through the screen door, she had on her usual oversize T-shirt with not a stitch else on, except her ankle bracelet. I just think ankle bracelets are soooo sexy and she knows it. She said “hey there” kissed me on the cheek, put her hands on my shoulders and turned me around. She said, “go close the door and lock it”. When I walked back towards her she said “come on”, and as we walked down the hallway to the master suite she pulled the T-shirt off over her head. She looked back over her shoulder at me and kinda giggled. She’s kind of ornery in some ways, I think that’s why I like her so much.

She hopped up onto the bed while I got undressed. She kind of propped herself up to enjoy the show of me stripping. We are totally comfortable with each other, as we have dated since she was in high school, so when she enjoys the show she always likes to tease me. She lies there with her legs spread. I told you she was ornery. The first thing I always do is eat her pussy, and this time was no different. I started eating pussy, and it was tasty as usual. In about ten minutes I could tell that she was really getting into it. Some of the things that she does every once in a while to let me know she’s really into it, is 1) the sounds she makes 2) she will grab her legs and hold them open, sometimes holding them up and then looking at me in action for about ten seconds or so at a time 3) she begins to run her fingers through my hair and watch me. Her wetness intensified and she was cumming.

Plainly she was having one hell of a good time at this point. Just a few minutes later she suggested we switch. I hoped up onto the bed and laid down, thinking we would 69. She was having none of that and started giving me head. She was just off to the side enough that I could reach her breasts. I started playing with her nipples (which were already hard). She has the greatest boobs. I don’t know what it is about them but they are just right. Full, yet firm, and her nipples stand at “full attention”. Finally I convinced her to turn so we could 69. She laid down on top of me and I began having as much fun as she was having. I got an arm free and began fingering her pussy as I was eating. We were both right on the “edge”. I lasted about another ten minutes or so and erupted.

Her juices were flowing again by that time too. Good thing the air-conditioner was on because by this time I was whimpering like crazy. Only thing was that I was loud! (Debbie has a way about giving head that she can make it last, and be so different. She stops every once in a while to make sure that my cock stays teased. She doesn’t stop totally. She may just “choke the chicken” a bit, lick the length of the shaft. She has her ways.) After she swallowed it all, and once she was sure she got all my love juice out she moved her torso towards my feet, reached down between her legs and inserted my cock into her pussy, and then leaned back. She knows that when I come in her mouth, for some reason, I can stay hard as long as we get right back to it.

My dick slid right in, and let me tell you she was going to town. Debbie has a horse (she really does), and she was definitely giving me a riding lesson! She leaned forward slightly and was resting her hands on my thighs as she rode. Then she leaned forward, and I instinctively knew that this position meant… doggie-style. With Debbie we affectionately refer to it as horsy-style. I have learned over the years to shave. She waxes, but I could never get up the nerve. The reason being is that when we start fucking like this, sometimes we will get a hair caught between us, and it ends up being painful. Feels like sandpaper. Stops the fun, if you know what I mean. It’s like a rug burn on my dick – PAINFULL!

After a few minutes I found my rhythm and picked up the pace. I couldn’t hardly quit playing with her boobs long enough to get to my work at hand. Finally I decided that I had to quit being so damn greedy and fulfill my obligations to her. Especially if I want invited back soon. That’s one of my pet peeves, that people don’t take well enough care of their lover. One’s lover will take care of you if you take care of them. So anyway back to my story, I grabber her hips and picked up the pace just a bit more. By this time I was really fucking her as hard as I could. She was holding herself up and stable by clinging the sheet so that she could meet every thrust.

Then I heard her start to let go. I heard her say

SHIT……..DAMN……………………………………….….FUCK………..A little louder she became as we went along. About this time I was really hard, and could feel my thrusts occasionally hitting her cervix. AH FUCK…………………………..FUCK ME……………………………

She came, and then so did I. My little guy squirting again, this time in her little love canal. I leaned forward my chest resting on her back. I felt her breasts and she was having her usual reaction to an orgasm – when she cums her nipples go from attention to relaxed. We just stayed like that for a minute or so with me holding her. I could tell at that point that she wanted to rest because she just collapsed her arms and fell to the bed. I rolled off, but didn’t let her go.

She rolled face-to-face with me and I brushed her long blonde hair out of her face. She was beginning to perspire. We kissed. We kissed some more, and some more.

We were lying there kinda cooling off and resting a bit. Then she paid me a huge compliment (OK a huge compliment by my standards) and said “damn you can eat pussy”. I remember looking right back at her and she was already looking at me, and saying to her “thanks babe”. We laid there for a while, and I was tired. She got up after about 20 minutes to check on Basil and Patton (her Bassett Hounds) and came back and laid down. Must have been about five minutes later I felt her start sucking on me.

When she got me hard again she scooted up on top of me and said “ready to go again?”. I said “hey, you got the horse out of the barn now we are going to have to do something with it”. I rolled her over, kissed her, and she instinctively opened her legs and I popped right in for another visit. She was lying there just enjoying the fun. After about ten minutes of this I reached down and grabbed her left leg by the calf and negotiated it up and over, grasping the heel of her left foot and pulling it up about as high as my shoulder. I did the same with her right leg / foot, and now I was straddled between her legs with her pelvic region tilted upward. I was up on the balls of my feet, and was supporting my upper region by my elbows. I began to withdrawal and then to fully relax in an instant and just fall down into her. I did this over and over, resting from time to time.

Next I released her ankles and we went missionary for a bit. Then she held onto me, and rolled over on top of me as she kissed me. Then she started to lay on top of me and fuck. She likes that because she can control things. Everything from the pace, the angle of penetration, and the depth. I could go on and on about this but I usually am hanging on for dear life at this point. After a couple of breaks from here, she got going again and came again. I was still hard and she said “hey, I’m tired OK”? I agreed but was still hard.

After about ten minutes we were off to the shower to cool off. But that is another story……