He stands behind me and presses his body to mine. Our eyes meet in the mirror and he starts to play with my breasts. I moan. I feel a haze of desire wash over me. I can feel his erection caressing my lower back. Suddenly I lean forward, putting my hands on the dresser, pushing my butt out behind me.
“Whoa,” Blake says. He looks down and puts his hands on my hips. “We need to make you taller,” he says, looking around my room. In the corner he spots the big plastic step I use for step aerobics. He quickly goes across the room to grab it and comes back. I move as he places it on the floor. Then I step onto it. It’s about 3 or 4 inches tall. It raises me up just enough. Blake is a little taller than Bill.
Blake puts his arms around me from behind and feels me up. I am dripping with my sexual juices at this point. I want him so bad. I lean forward again, putting my hands on the dresser. Blake groans.
“Oh, God, Erica,” he says as he puts his fingers in my slippery pussy. Then he slides his hard dick right into me. I moan. I glance up at him in the mirror. Our faces are both full of desire. He starts to fuck me.
“Oh, God, yes,” I say with passion as he thrusts. That makes him thrust harder.
“Oh, God, Erica… Oh, my God…” he keeps saying as he fucks me. He fucks me hard and fast, no buildup. Just straight to the wild abandon. I am moaning and panting.
“Yes…” I say over and over again. “Yes… Oh, god, yes…”
He slams his cock into me and I can’t think straight. Every once in a while I look into the mirror to see him fucking me. It turns me on so much. I can feel a huge orgasm surge up in me, threatening to burst.
“Fuck me!” I yell. “Oh, God!” The ecstasy explodes inside me. “Ugghh!” I yell as I cum. It grips me and shudders through me hard.
“Ugghhh!” Blake yells as he shoots cum into my cunt. Then he grunts loudly again. “Ugghhh!” and shoots another load. Wow.
My legs are wobbly underneath me. Blake pulls out of me and picks me up and carries me to the bed.
“I love you, Erica,” he says as he lays me in the bed. He lies down on top of me and starts kissing me.
“I love you too, Blake,” I say between kisses, but I’m not sure I mean it.
Later, when Blake is gone, and it’s dinnertime, I’m sitting on the couch watching TV, but not really watching. I’m thinking about Bill. Does he really think I would choose Blake over him? Why? Because he’s my age? There’s no comparison.
Just then Bill walks in through the front door. I stand up. He looks sheepishly at me.
“You were away for a long time,” I say.
“I wanted to give you time with him.”
“Oh.”
“Did you… sleep with him?” Bill asks cautiously.
“Yes,” I say, suddenly feeling bad. “I thought you wanted me to.”
“I did. I mean, I don’t want to limit you,” Bill says as he stands a few feet from me, looking into my eyes kindly.
“Did you film us?” I ask.
“No,” Bill says, looking surprised. He steps toward me. “That was actually wrong, Erica. I never should have done that.”
“Oh,” I say.
He stares down at me for a moment and I get nervous. “Are you on the pill?” he suddenly asks.
“Yes,” I say.
He breathes a sigh of relief. “Thank God.” I smile.
I take a step closer to him, so we are touching. I reach up on my tiptoes and kiss him on the lips. “Welcome home,” I say.
He puts his arms around me and kisses me deeply, with the same hunger as before. It takes my breath away.
“I missed you,” he says.
“I missed you too,” I say.
He puts his hands on my butt and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around him and we continue to kiss.
“Are you going to fuck me here?” I ask between kisses.
“Yes,” he says in a matter of fact way. I feel dizzy with desire now.
He lays me down gently on the big light brown overstuffed couch. I moan. He pulls my shirt off, and quickly unhooks my bra and peels it off of me. I moan as he dives between my breasts to nuzzle and kiss them. I run my fingers through his hair. He pulls off his plaid button-up shirt and tosses it to the ground. Then he pulls off my jeans and panties, leaving me naked and ready on the couch. He unzips his jeans and pulls them off with his boxers, socks and shoes. He kneels on the floor next to the couch.
He runs his hands down my body and puts his fingers inside my pussy. I am dripping wet for him. I gasp. He massages my breasts with one hand as he fingers me with the other.
“Oh, Bill,” I say. I feel so naked and on display as he fondles my tits and fucks me with his hand, staring at my reaction. His hand rhythmically thrusts in and out of me, massaging me. Then he starts to rub my clit with his thumb as well. I feel like I’m going to die. I feel so exposed and so horny and pleasure is searing through me as he fucks me this way.