After we bid our farewells, we were on our own once more. We got into a taxi and as soon as we sat down, we began kissing and cuddling. At this point my cock was trying to burst through my trousers. This woman did not know how much she turned me on. She put her hand inside my trousers, squeezing me tightly as we devoured each other with a kiss.

We paid the taxi driver and giggled our way up the driveway of her home. As soon as we got through the door and locked it, I pinned her up against the fridge door. We began to roughly undress ourselves. Once my trousers hit the floor, I picked her leg up and pushed my cock past her dark purple satin knickers and into her pussy. She yelped in pleasure, drawing her breath quickly. This time I fucked her as hard as I could, getting deep inside her as I held her leg up with one hand and gripped her ass with the other hand. She in turn held onto me for dear life as I pounded her harder. Her fingers slid onto her clit and rubbed it. “Oh my god, I’m going to come!” Taking her left nipple in my mouth, I sucked and teased it with my tongue. Her pussy gripped my cock; I could feel it pulsing and get wetter, and her body shook as she held me tighter. Letting her come down, I slowed my pace right almost to standstill.

She led me to the living room and bent over the arm of the sofa. This was a position that I had often dreamt of with her. Pulling her knickers down, I sank my cock back into her wet pussy. I was on the verge of my own orgasm, and got there even quicker when she turned around and told me, “Fill me with your cum, baby, I want to feel it inside me.” Holding her hips, I fucked her slow and deep and really wanted it to last. Alas, it wasn’t to be. The last 4 or 5 thrusts were really hard and her ass cheeks shook; this set my orgasm off. I buried my cock deep in her, my cum pumping inside her pussy with a force that surprised me.

We were both breathless as I helped her up and took her through to the bedroom and we undressed each other. Falling into bed, we cuddled up together and drifted off to sleep making small talk.

The next morning I awoke early and watched her sleeping. Then I got out of bed and started to attempt to make her some coffee. I knew how she liked her coffee in the mornings. More by luck than judgment, I managed to make a pot of coffee, making a mental note to myself to find out what she liked to eat for breakfast.

As I went to stand by the bedroom door, she was still sleeping. A long-standing fantasy popped into my head. Starting from the bottom of the bed, I crawled under the duvet, kissing up her legs. She parted them automatically, even though she was still asleep. I nibbled and kissed