Middle Aged Male Sex Chronicles Ch. 04

Kelly Ch 1.
Our old babysitter, Linda, left us in mid-summer, so we asked a variety of friends and neighbors to help out with the kids when we couldn't. School started in late August, which was good, but we still had no regular help after school.
My oldest was now in elementary school, and there was a substitute teacher there filling in for someone who was out on maternity leave. She wasn't my child's regular teacher, but did spend time in my child's classroom for one class. My wife Kim, ever the busy body and anxious to know everyone, struck up a conversation with her one morning at drop off.
A few days later she came home and said to the kids, "How would you feel if Ms. Moore was your after school sitter?"
They were thrilled of course, and we arranged for Kelly (Ms. Moore) to start the next week. She'd bring my oldest home from school and pick up the youngest on the way home. Then same routine as before -- she'd stay with the kids until one of us was able to get home around 5:30 or 6.
Let me describe Kelly. Thirty-one years old (I was now 42), dirty blond hair, and a great athletic body. Whereas Linda had more of a runway model's body, Kelly had an athlete's body. About 5'9", maybe 150 pounds, with some meat on her bones. Not overweight or out of shape at all, in fact very much in shape, a former college soccer player. And a nice full set of tits.
Kelly grew up local and her parents still lived about 10 miles away, but she lived on her own, in an apartment about 15 miles in the other direction. Super polite, courteous, always smiling. Everyone loved her, she was the All-American girl.
My marital sex life really tailed off after that first weekend I'd spent fucking Linda the prior fall. But once she left town over the summer, I was without any relief. I didn't dare go back begging to Kim now that I was without my side piece, so I'd jerk off occasionally, and every now and then Kim would feel guilty and offer her pussy for me to fuck. With Linda gone, I took her up on it even though it was duty sex.
I started the same routine with Kelly that I did with Linda - coming home early and getting to know her on a personal level. I learned that she had dated several guys in both high school and college, and several more over the last few years, but was currently single and not actively looking. She said she never had trouble attracting guys (I believe that) so when she was ready to date, she was confident she'd have plenty of interest.
As polite and sweet as she was, Kelly was also very confident and assertive, and as I would come to find out, she let her feelings be known in no uncertain terms. She picked up on Kim's month or so, Kim's attitude toward me was on full display to Kelly.
One day when I was in the kitchen with her, Kelly flat out asked me, "Why don't you leave that bitch?"
A bit surprised, I almost protested, like, "Why would I do that?" or "What are you talking about?"
But she knew; and I knew she knew; and she knew that I knew that she knew.
So I kind of slumped my shoulders and said, "The kids are so young. I couldn't bear to break up this family when they are so young."
She understood, but drawing on her older brothers awful marriage, begged me not to waste my life and these good years. She described how her bother has spent the last 10 years trapped in a loveless, sexless marriage and it was taking its toll on everyone.
"Speaking of," she asked, "How's your sex life?"
I shook my head. "Practically non-existent," Çankaya Escort I said, "and even then, it's awful. Boring charity sex."
She said, "You are a great guy, a great dad, funny and good looking and smart. Really hot actually. Anyone would be lucky to be with you. If you can't leave your wife right now, then at least go have an affair."
"Here we go again," I thought to myself hopefully.
Crossing my fingers (figuratively), I said, "Done! How's your schedule look the next 9 and a half weeks?" (A reference to a movie about an affair that she probably didn't get).
Expecting a slap in the face and a resignation, instead she looked thoughtful, finally saying, "Do you think you could handle me?"
Again, Linda wasn't a meek mouse and hardly submissive, but Kelly was a whole different ball game. She was confident and assertive. I knew if I went down this road, I'd better eat my Wheaties.
I said, "Oh I have no doubt I could handle whatever you dish out, and maybe dish out some of my own."
Kelly peeked her head out into the living space (I had no need to engage the sliding door or camera after Linda left), saw that the kids were watching TV, then walked up to me and gave me the most wonderfully aggressive kiss I've ever gotten. She bit my lip and drew a bit of blood.
She stepped back, grabbed her purse, and said, "I hope so."
She left, so I ran up to the bathroom and jerked off a load that squirted about a foot into the air.
The following week, I wasn't able to see Kelly after school, just due to schedules, and I was afraid the momentum had died. But that Friday afternoon she texted me, saying, "Meet me for a drink."
I let her know that I was concerned about being spotted with my child's teacher and babysitter in a bar, but she said, "Kim gave me the afternoon off, she's taking the kids to (a local Halloween-themed farm). Let's meet at ABC Bar, it will be happy hour, no one will think it strange that we bumped into each other, I go there all the time."
I agreed, and met her there about 4:30. She liked to party, downing 2 drinks before I finished one. We were at the bar, I didn't see anyone I knew. We talked for a good 45 minutes or so, enjoying each other's company very much. She kept putting her hand on my thigh or arm when I'd make her laugh.
After her third drink, she looked at me and said, "I want you to fuck me. Today. Follow me back to my apartment."
Who was I to argue, she had made her intentions clear, and I had no reason to object, so I followed her.
She lived in an apartment building about 15 miles away. Far enough that I knew very few people in the town. I guess it was possible that someone I knew or Kim knew lived in this building, but it seemed pretty safe and out of the way. There was a parking garage so there was little chance of my car being spotted. All seemed OK.
I followed her into the elevator, where she kissed me passionately until we hit the 3rd floor. She led me into her apartment, and as soon as the door closed we were right back at it. She was an amazing kisser, soft but urgent at the same time.
Her tongue was all over the place without being too aggressive. She licked my lips and bit my lip again. I was beyond turned on.
I asked, "Want to move to the couch?"
"No, bedroom" was all she said. So in we went.
"Get undressed and get on the bed," she said as she started stripping her own clothes off.
I was in a daze. Cebeci Escort In a flash I was naked, and so was she. Her body was like that of a Greek goddess. Tits at least a size bigger than Linda's, a solid C cup, like softballs, and firm, with big nipples that were hard as glass.
Seeing me look at them, she said, "They're real," as if reading my mind.
Her pussy looked like it had just a bit more hair than Linda, a little wider of a landing strip. I was on the edge of the bed, she walked over and pushed me back so I was laying with my head on her pillow. She climbed up and sat her pussy right on my face.
"Make me come," she commanded.
I went to work, her pussy flowing like crazy already. I stuck my tongue up inside her, moved it around, and in and out. She had a real meaty pussy with big lips, so I sucked all of her meat around her clit into my mouth and sucked hard on it. She was like an animal riding my face, smothering me, my nose crushed under the weight of her athletic body, and I was again in heaven. I reached up and pulled and squeezed her nipples, and she rode my face even harder.
Her language was filthy, and every now and then I had to remind myself that this was the sweet Ms. Moore that taught and babysat my children.
"Eat my pussy, make me come all over your face, thats right, stick your tongue up into my cunt and lick all my pussy juice..."
I couldn't believe it. But I didn't dare stop, she was in charge, at least for the moment.
Finally, after several orgasms (or one long one), she climbed off of my face and got down in between my legs. She held my dick in her hands and licked up and down the sides of it, around the head and in and out of her mouth about an inch.
Then she stopped, held it upright, and turned her head a little bit.
She said, "Looks like about 7 inches or so. Beautiful cock."
And then she inhaled the entire thing right down her throat, all the way to the base until her nose was up against my stomach. I'd been deep throated before, but a long, long time ago, for one, and for two, this was not just a deep throat, this was a show of power. The head of my cock was halfway to her stomach, and she was working me like an artist. Up and down, in and out, it was amazing.
After a few minutes, actually probably less than a minute, I felt myself getting close. I wasn't sure what to do. I could easily come down her throat, but then I'd need some time to recover before I could fuck her. The last thing I wanted to do was not be available to fuck her when she wanted it.
She must have sensed that I was close, because she pulled my cock out of her throat and mouth, and gripped me tight at the base, standing my cock upright again. It was hard and throbbing, the head a deep, angry purple.
She said, "Not this time mister. I want your cum, but you need to fuck me with this monster first."
Then she climbed up and, a lot like Linda had done our first time together, just sank my full length into her pussy in one motion.
One of the best things about sex is the look on a woman's face when you first penetrate her, and Kelly did not disappoint. Her mouth opened in a silent scream (she DID have neighbors close by) and her eyes had a dreamy, faraway look. She leaned forward and shoved her tits in my face, and I licked and bit her nipples and she had an immediate orgasm.
She came down, and then started rocking again. This repeated about 3 or 4 times - wild ride, orgasm, Çukurambar Escort slowly come down, rinse and repeat. Fortunately this is not a position or angle that makes me come easily, so I could keep pleasuring her this way as long as she wanted.
After her third or fourth orgasm, she sat back and got up onto her feet and squatted over me like a baseball catcher. Up and down she went while I grabbed her ass to give her some help and support. I love this position but it had been many years since I had gotten it. Such a deep penetration this way, and I could feel the head of my cock bumping up against something. The look on her face was some combination of pain and pleasure, and I thought maybe I had gone as deep as anyone ever had in her.
Finally I decided that I'd establish a little control. I don't mind playing the sex slave on occasion and letting the woman take control, but I was still the man and I wanted to show her that I had some attitude of my own.
I grabbed her ass and flipped her onto her back and simply said, "My turn."
A wry smile told me she knew what I meant, and approved. On her back, she opened her legs and welcomed me to fuck her. I rubbed the tip of my cock up and down along the length of her vagina a few times, then leaned in and my cock slid in easily. I leaned down to kiss her and lick her tits for a minute or two while she rocked her hips.
But soon, it was hammer time. I sat back and grabbed her ankles, opening her legs up wide. I worked up some saliva and let it drip out of my mouth onto her pussy.
She said, "Oh God that's hot," and rubbed my spit all over her pussy and my cock with her hand. I hooked her knees behind my elbows and leaned forward, her legs spread wide and her body now completely at MY mercy.
I was relentless. I fucked her like it was going to be my last fuck, pounding in and out while she alternated between nonsensical grunts and filthy vulgarities.
"Fuck my pussy hard, gimme that cock, bury your cock in me," she screamed over and over.
Sensing that I was close, she grabbed my chest with her hands and dug her nails into me (that's gonna leave a mark, I thought) and said, "Come in me, give me all of your cum, shoot it way up into my pussy."
With a final grunt I pushed all the way in and unloaded into her, with so much cum that I felt light headed. She grabbed my ass and held me inside of her while she milked me. I was truly spent.
I laid my head on her soft tits and she stroked my hair while I came down. She had gone from a bossy and commanding cum slut to gentle and soft while I regained my senses.
Finally she took my head in her hands and said, "Thank you so much. I haven't had sex in about six months and I really needed it. That was wonderful."
I agreed and said, "You're welcome, and thank you."
As we laid there talking afterwards, I told her that I was a bit surprised by her take charge attitude and her passion, and she said, "Oh you mean the dirty talk and how I kind of lose control? Yeah it must be weird coming from your child's teacher huh? Don't worry I don't use that language when I teach or babysit."
We laughed at the image of her talking that way at school.
She said, "I like to enjoy myself, and I'm a free spirit, but there's a place and time for everything. I'm proper when I have to be, and I let loose when I can. Thanks for understanding."
"No problem," I said. "You do you!"
We got dressed and had a drink, and talked about what this all meant. We agreed that it doesn't change anything. Life would go on as usual. We'd meet up at her place when we could, and no one would be the wiser. She said she wasn't interested in dating at the moment, and she viewed me as a perfect playmate, because we could have fun without the pressure of dating and all that comes with that.
Perfect.