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MILF Book Club pt. 2
The middle segment of this story, again I felt it was so long that I broke it up.
After the others had left Sharifah sat in the living room thinking over what Miyu had described to the group. In truth she still loved her husband, but the sex sometimes left something to be desired. However she couldn’t actually say what she wanted, more perhaps, but no idea more specifically.
So she returned to reading the book. The story soon reached the heroine’s seduction of a young man at her office, who was providing tech support. This was not unexpected, given the way the story had gone so far, but the difference was the young man was a bit reluctant and the heroine wasn’t asking. She briefly lowered the book to consider the idea of being dominant during sex. In the bedroom she and her husband were equals, he may on occasion take the lead, but equals nonetheless. So the idea of dominating a lover was intriguing.
After clearing up from the meeting she went to her room to change. No sooner was she in the closet than one of the shelves noticeably sagged. Moving quickly she pulled things off the shelf to examine it close. She swore as she remembered that she had been putting off dealing with the shelf. A smile slowly came to her face.
“I guess I have an excuse now.” She picked up her phone and dialed. It was picked up on the second ring.
“Coleman Maintenance. Devon speaking.” Her grin widened as she responded.
“Hi, Devon this is Mrs. Kattan. Do you have time today to fix a shelf?” He paused momentarily.
“Me? Sure, but my dad could do it.” She laughed softly.
“I asked for you. It’s a minor thing. I’m sure we won’t need to bother your father.” She could almost imagine him shrugging in the pause before his response.
“I guess not. I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.” She sat as she responded.
“I’ll be waiting.” She hung up and stretched out on the bed, considering what she wished to wear for her seduction. She finally decided to go for simplicity, a loose fitting robe that covered her from head to toe, except for her forearms. Underneath she was naked, but she would not be exposed until she chose to be. At last she heard the doorbell. Pausing only to ensure that the robe covered her she moved quickly to the door. As expected it was Devon.
“Mrs. Kattan?” She nodded as she turned.
“Sharifah, please and follow me.” She led the way to the bedroom and pointed to a shelf in the closet. He nodded and set to work. Meanwhile she lounged on the bed to watch him as she idly ran a hand between her legs. Inwardly she was becoming impatient, but nonetheless she waited until he was finished and emerging from the closet. As he did so she allowed the robe to open, revealing her breasts. He stopped short and nearly dropped his tools. She waited a short time before speaking.
“Undress.” When he seemed about to speak she gave him a sharp glance. Nodding slowly he put his stuff down and swiftly undressed. She nodded and spread her legs before gesturing him forward. When he started forward she shook her head and pointed to the floor. “Crawl.” He blinked, but slowly lowered himself to his knees and crawled forward.
When he reached her she pointed to her pussy. He did not hesitate to put both hands on the bed to support himself and lowered his head between her legs. She forced herself not to jump when his tongue made contact with her lips. His movements were methodical, covering every inch of her pussy and even pausing to kiss her legs on either side. She moaned softly and placed both hands on his head.
He returned his attention to her pussy. This time his tongue penetrated between her lips and her moan became slightly more audible. She pulled him in harder and ground herself against his face. She moaned a bit louder as he spread her lips to thrust even deeper into her pussy. She felt her orgasm approaching, but soon grew tired of the position and pushed his head back. Struggling to find her voice she gasped out a command.
“On…the…bed.” He did not hesitate to climb on to the bed and lay on his back beside her. She slowly lowered herself onto him, eliciting a small gasp from him. Pressing her hands into his chest for support, she slowly began to raise her hips sivas escort until he was almost out of her and then slammed back down on him. This time his moan was louder than hers. She was soon gripping him with her knees and riding him at speed. She tightened her grip and began riding for all she was worth. She moaned louder as she leaned forward in order to concentrate more effort on her hips.
In time she rested her head on his shoulder and she began making hard, short downward thrusts. Her moaning became only somewhat louder, but her tightening pussy caused him to moan a bit louder still. At last she slammed on to him. She kissed his neck hard as she ran a hand through his hair.
She lay for some time gathering herself before finally rolling off of him. A sideways glance told her he was still hard. He looked up and they briefly made eye contact. Suddenly all feelings of dominance left her and she found she could no longer look him in the eye. He slowly stood and looked down at her for a short time. After a moment’s thought he stepped back from the bed and certain he had her attention he pointed to the floor in front of him. She found herself kneeling in front of him, a bit uncertain of how she had gotten there. He pointed to his hard dick and she saw a drop of precum in danger of dropping on to the floor.
“Suck.” She leaned forward to lick the drop of precum before it could hit the floor. She swallowed, enjoying the taste. Opening her mouth wide she got a good look at his cock. He wasn’t huge, but a respectable size nonetheless. Once her mouth was open he took her head in both hands and pushed forward. She didn’t have a lot of experience with giving blowjobs, but he wasn’t huge either. She concentrated on relaxing to allow more of him inside. About halfway he met resistance, but continued to push forward even as he attempted to reposition to allow himself further access.
She spluttered and even choked a bit, however he was soon all the way in. He stayed in this position for a time and she began to see spots, but he quickly pulled out. He waited until she had recovered before thrusting back in. This continued for some time and she felt she was taking it better, but her choking continued. Without warning he stopped and released her. She collapsed and he stood in silence. When she looked up he spoke.
“Are you a dom, or a slut?” She blinked as she considered this. Finally she looked down, shrugging.
“Both, neither I don’t know.” He pointed to the bed.
“Bend over.” Only briefly hesitating she stood to comply. She waited anticipating what would come next. The sudden smack on her rear caught her by surprise. She yelped and turned her head to look back. This time the smack was to her cunt and her cry was louder.
“Eyes front, slut.” Her head immediately turned back and she realized she was wet. She squirmed as she squeezed her thighs together. He returned to spanking her. Her cries slowly changed into moans and she struggled to remain in position. With each smack she felt herself grow wetter still. With as much suddenness as it had begun the spanking stopped.
However she waited without looking back. Instead of further smacks she felt his cock at the entrance of her pussy. She groaned when he only pressed the head against her, but did not penetrate. His cock slid up her pussy until it rested between her cheeks, with the head pointing to her own head. She groaned, wondering if she should speak. He broke the silence.
“Beg, beg for my cock, slut.” The words tumbled out before she could consider them.
“Please…sir fuck my pussy, use me until you cum.” She thought she heard a gasp behind her, but all thoughts were pushed out of her head as he thrust inside her. She moaned loudly and he soon was pounding at speed. He smacked her ass, but primarily squeezed as he maintained speed. His pounding was unrelenting and with each thrust she was crushed into the bed. All thought was focused on the pounding she was receiving unable to keep her head up she let it fall to the bed. He pounded her through at least two more orgasms before his thrusts became erratic and he was reduced to sudden hard thrusts before he at last came.
When she opened her eyes he was dressing. Instead of leaving as soon as sivas escort bayan he was dressed he sat next to her on the bed.
“How was that, Sharifah?” She smiled.
“Amazing.” He cocked an eyebrow and she laughed. “I don’t know. With my husband we have always been equals in bed.” He nodded.
“I guess you are a switch.” She blinked at him before nodding.
“I guess so.” He rose to gather his tools.
“I need to get going. My dad called and I missed it.” She nodded and lay back to consider her afternoon. She smiled as she reveled in how thoroughly satisfied she felt. Reaching for her phone she dialed Athena, who picked up on the third ring.
“Hey Sharifah, what’s up? You cancelling the meeting?” Sharifah felt her face break into a grin.
“Nothing like that. I just wanted to tell someone, I did it.” There was silence as Athena processed this statement.
“Did what?” Sharifah burst out laughing and couldn’t speak for a moment.
“Not ‘what’, whom actually, Devon.” Athena’s response was initially annoyed.
“You ‘did’ Devon. What do you…oh, really?”
“Yep, it was amazing. I’ll give everyone the details at the meeting, I just had to tell someone.” Athena was once more briefly annoyed.
“Oh come on, you’re seriously going to drop something like that on me and not give me details.”
“See you at the meeting.” Sharifah hung before Athena could respond.
Once the phone was back on the table Athena briefly stared at it as she considered what Sharifah had told her. It was only two out of five, but she didn’t like the idea of being left behind. She stood and though about what she was going to do before the next meeting. Once in the kitchen she realized that she needed to do dishes. She groaned but set to the task with determination if not enthusiasm.
When she finished she pushed the switch for the garbage disposal. She heard a whirring sound that was a bit disturbing before it cut out completely. She groaned and cursed before she remembered the earlier conversations about Devon’s skills outside the bedroom. More accurately what he could do with his clothes on. She picked up her phone and breathed slowly before dialing. The phone was answered by an older man that she could only vaguely recall speaking to before.
“Coleman Maintenance, Sid speaking.” She clamped down quickly on a curse and spoke calmly.
“Hi Sid, it’s Athena Smith. My garbage disposal has just died. Any chance you could fix it today?” He inhaled slowly and she could imagine him shaking his head.
“I’m sorry Athena, I’m actually just packing it in for the day. My schedule’s pretty solid for the next couple of days. But I could send Devon. He’s been so eager to do more these days. Would that work for you?” She grinned, but tried to keep her voice calm.
“Yes, could he stop by in the morning, say ten?” He inhaled slowly as he considered.
“Yeah, that shouldn’t be a problem. I’ll text if something comes up.” She tried to keep the grin from her voice as she spoke.
“Thanks Sid, good night.”
“Night, Mrs. Smith.”
The next day she was standing in the kitchen checking the time and tapping her foot. She muttered to herself each time she checked.
“10:01…10:02…where is he?” Finally at five past the bell rang. When she reached the door she inhaled slowly and exhaled with equal slowness before opening the door. Devon was in the doorway, eyes down.
“I’m sorry Mrs. Smith, I know I’m a little late. I promise you won’t be disappointed.” She slowly nodded.
“Fine. This way.” She led him to the kitchen, where he set to work on the disposal. She didn’t have a plan or even a certainty that she was even going to go through with this. Deciding to get some water she turned to the fridge with a glass and pushed it into the dispenser alcove. Almost immediately the water burst forth onto her shirt. She gasped and almost dropped the glass. She quickly set the glass aside and check the damage. When she looked at her shirt she gasped out a more vocal response.
“Shit!” He looked up and she covered herself as she blushed, her shirt was now transparent revealing her bra. Quickly pulling herself together she spoke. “Just concentrate on that. I’ll go change.” He slowly nodded, although escort sivas it was clear he was focused on her chest. Once she had turned away from him she smiled and walked to her room to change.
Swiftly shedding the shirt she tossed it into her bathroom and discovered that her bra was equally soaked. Removing the bra it joined her shirt in the bathroom. She went to the dresser and pulled out a bra. She was just closing the drawer and pulling on the bra, when she realized Devon was standing in her bedroom door. He spoke hurriedly, but his eyes remained fixed on her breasts, the nipples hardening.
“Sorry, Mrs. Smith…I didn’t know. Uh, the door was open. Need a part…can’t finish.” He seemed ready to speak further, but wasn’t sure what to say. She immediately stepped over to him and pressed an index finger to his lips, silencing him. Without speaking she gently pulled his face toward hers. He yielded easily to her as their lips met. She moaned softly as her lips slowly parted and their tongues met, tentatively at first, but soon moving with greater speed. Slowly the urgency left as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in tighter. She moaned again as she felt her chest crushed against his. Their lips briefly parted before pressing back together and he took her in his arms.
After several moments and she took his hands to lead him to the bed. They sat and returned to kissing. She moaned and pulled him in tighter. His hands slowly moved over her arms and shoulders before moving to her breasts. She moaned as his gently squeezed her breasts. She gasped out loud as his fingers found her nipples. Once the kiss was broken he kissed her chin and slowly kissed his way down her neck until he reached the base. She felt his lips and tongue at the side of her neck and she moaned louder as he pinched her nipples. She cried out and he pulled at her pants.
She lay back and raised her hips to allow him to finish undressing her. He returned to kissing her neck as he rubbed her pussy, eliciting loud moans from her. With some pressure from him she slid back and he joined her on the bed. His lips returned to hers and one hand lined up his cock with her pussy. He found her quite wet and soon pushed inside her.
They embraced one another and he broke the kiss to kiss the other side of her neck. They thrust their hips toward one another and one of her hands pulled his head in tighter while the other was on is back, the nails starting to dig in as they got up to speed. Wrapping her legs around him in an effort to draw him in deeper. She felt herself tighten as her orgasm approached.
With difficulty he moved his head to take a nipple in his mouth. She cried out as she felt his teeth delicately sink in. However this soon turned to cries of pleasure. He switched to the other nipple, eliciting fresh cries from Athena. She tried to grip him tighter and to increase the force of her thrusts. As she increased in volume her thrusts became increasingly erratic before she collapsed onto the bed. Devon’s thrusts continued unabated and Athena’s vocalizations became almost undetectable as they reached a higher pitch.
Suddenly he returned to kissing her, muffling her cries. She made an unexpected, thrust and once more collapsed onto the bed as her orgasm hit. He continued to thrust for a short time before he stopped and sat back to watch her. In time she sat up and grinned when she saw that he was still hard. Switching to all fours she crawled to him to take him in her mouth. He moaned as she engulfed him, with her nose touching the hair at the base of his cock. She moved rapidly using her tongue.
He began making thrusts of his own. She reached forward to take his balls in hand, causing him to moan louder. With her other hand she grabbed an asscheek and squeezed. His thrusts became harder and she moved her hand further on his ass until her index finger was probing the hole. He cried out and made one last thrust, before making several shallow thrusts. He soon stopped and she licked to clean him up as she swallowed. Athena lay back to catch her breath. When her breathing returned to normal she sat up and he slowly stood to dress.
“I can get the part and be back tomorrow, is that okay, Mrs. Smith?” She nodded as she lounged on the bed.
“Same time, I’ll be out all day, but my husband will be here.” His face fell slightly as he nodded.
“Tomorrow.” When he left she lay on the bed, grinning.
“I guess Sharifah isn’t the only one who will have a story to share.”
To Be Continue in MILF Book Club pt. 3
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