Mrs. Offor - 2 (R 18)

Here is the concluding part of last week's story. In case you missed it, go Here.

Without a word, she reached for his dick, closing her hand around its hardness and felt it pulsate. Emeka’s breath quickened. She squeezed her hand over dick again, inching closer to him. He stood, immobilized, staring at her face and breast with naked longing. She pulled his head towards her, pushing him down till his lips made contact with her exposed nipple. Emeka’s resistance crumbled. He sucked at her breast with a hunger that couldn’t be belied. He was surprised to taste milk. He liked the taste and sucked on it some more, eliciting a soft moan from her. With her back to the corridor wall, she used her leg to pull the stool closer and put her left feet up on the stool. Her robe rode up and exposed her crotch. She was naked underneath the robe. The air wafted with the smell of her pheromones and it was so strong that Emeka thought he would go mad if he didn’t bury his dick in her now.

She released his dick only long enough for her to pull it out of his boxers and pull him close. Emeka stared into her eyes, as if seeking silent acquiesce, before leaning to kiss her. She tasted of brandy. He sucked on her tongue and ground his dick onto her crotch. It was clean-shaved, fleshy and wet. Taking the reins again, Mrs. Offor grabbed his dick and teased her pussy lips with the head.  Emeka released her lips from the kiss and groaned aloud.

“You’re a big boy… A really big boy,” she whispered in his ear.

Her voice in his ear, his dick head wet with her juice, her full breast crushed against his chest… All coherent thought left Emeka. He grabbed her ass with one hand, hooked his other hand under her hanging left knee and thrust into her. Her pussy muscles clenched around his dick instinctively. She had some really strong pussy muscles…. he could tell she took her kegel exercises seriously. He thrust into her again, roughly slamming her back to the corridor wall, making her full breast bounce. Emeka knew that he would shoot soon but he couldn’t help it. He pounded her, groaning and sweating and was about to shoot into her when she pushed him out. His cum hit the tiled floor in splats.

Emeka pushed away from her, trying to hide his shame at cumming so soon but she smiled at him reassuringly and grabbed and stroked his sticky dick again.

“Come with me…. I need to show you something.” she said to him.

“I really need to go back home. Your husband will be back any moment.” Emeka offered reluctantly.

“My husband’s at a nightclub with some random sex-toy.” she said with a smile. Emeka was surprised. Does that mean she knew about Henry’s philandering?

Without another word, he followed her into the living room, his dick still hanging out of his boxer. She turned off the bright lights, put off the A/C and pushed Emeka onto a high-backed brown chair with a foot-rest. She removed her robe and stood naked before him. Emeka’s eyes bulged. For a woman who gave birth barely a year ago, she was really in good shape. His dick nodded to life swiftly. Mrs. Offor grabbed a small remote control and sat astride him, easing her legs out of the space beneath the arm-rest of the chair. She held his dick upright and sat on it slowly, engulfing him totally. Emeka jerked his hip up to ensure that she took all of him in. He grabbed her ass and ground her into him just as she punched the small remote control and the chair began to vibrate. She turned up the tempo of the massage chair and the vibration increased. The effect was surreal. Emeka was getting his butt and back massaged by a chair while his dick was buried inside a warm-wet coochie.

He squeezed her butt-cheeks, sucked her breasts and jammed into her pussy as they vibrated together. He heard her whimper and knew she was going to cum. Slipping his hand between their joined bodies, he managed to slip his thumb onto her clit and pressed on the little knob as he jammed into her furiously. She shuddered and let out a moan as she climaxed. Emeka held her fast, their bodies vibrating, till she lay on him limp and spent. She eventually turned off the massaging chair and got off Emeka. But he hadn’t cum.

“Golly… that was breathtaking….” she said with a sexy smile.

Emeka smiled but said nothing. His dick nodded is if in agreement. She looked at his glistening dick and smiled again.

“I should probably help you get rid of that stiffy…” She said as she got on her knee in front of him.

But he pulled her up led her to the couch. In all his dreams about her, he always fucked her from behind. He was going to make that a reality. He gently pushed her over the back of the couch, her ass in the air. With meticulous care, he parted her ass and positioned her till he could see her wet, pink, fleshy pussy… then jammed into her. She moaned so loud that he was afraid it would wake up her kids. Then he began to thrust. Fast strokes which made her ass bounce and her moans loud…. slow strokes that caressed her pelvic walls and gave her untold pleasure. Then Fast strokes again, that made her grip the cushions of the couch and bury her face in the throw-pillows to prevent her from screaming.

“Fuck me big boy… fuck me good…” her voice sounded muffled through the pillows.

Emeka felt his cum rush to fore. He jammed into her furiously, thrusting his full length and released warm spurts of cum… filling her inside with his cream. He withdrew from inside her and leaned on the couch tiredly, trying to catch his breath. His limp dick dribbling the last residue of his release. Mrs. Offor turned to him with a smile.

“I think my holiday just got interesting…” She told him weakly.

Despite the enormity of what he’d done dawning on him, Emeka still managed a half smile.

“Henry and I have an open marriage, you know. He fucks whoever he likes; I fuck whoever I like. And right now, I think I like you.” She looked at his dick and smiled broadly. “I think I like you very much”.

“And I think I like you too, Mrs. Offor” he said with a half smile.

“Oh please… call me Charlotte. Mrs. Offor is way too formal. We’ve sailed past that stage, don’t you think?”

Her smile told Emeka that this was going to be the first among many other sexual experience they were going to share before she returned to England. He smiled in anticipation.

THE END!