Chapter 1794
Kevin had no idea his buddy Albert was next door. He was fixated on Cynthia's curvy backside right in front of him. They had switched to doggy-style, with Cynthia on the bed, her plump rear end up, while Kevin was going at it from behind. He was grabbing her juicy buttocks with both hands, really getting into pounding and squeezing them.
Cynthia was propped up on the bed with her hands, her soft waist dipping down, showing off her mons pubis in a tempting way for Kevin. Her ample breasts were swaying with each movement, creating alluring waves that were hitting Kevin just right.
Kevin reached around to play with Cynthia's two smooth, full breasts, teasing her nipples while he was doing his thing. It was like heaven multitasking between playing with her breasts and thrusting into her.
"Oh, Kevin, faster! I can't handle it anymore," Cynthia gasped, a bit worn out. She had lost count of how many positions Kevin had put her in, probably five or six by now.
Kevin had way more stamina than Cynthia's husband, Edgar. He was like a little sex machine, and she was starting to feel a tad nervous despite starting this to get back at her husband.
"Okay, Cynthia, I'm almost there too," Kevin said, feeling a bit tired. He knew Audrey would be back soon, so he had to wrap things up. He shifted their position, grabbing onto Cynthia's ample buttocks and increasing the intensity of his thrusts. His hips were smacking against Cynthia's firm rear, his member moving quickly in and out, causing some wetness.
At this point, finesse wasn't the goal. Kevin was all about rough, forceful thrusts, making Cynthia's buttocks slap and jiggle. His member was relentlessly entering her tightness, but despite the speed, it wasn't enough for her.
Cynthia was being taken to the edge of ecstasy and exhaustion. Kevin's sizable member was driving her towards climax. Edgar had been rough, but Kevin was on another level, and his stamina was surprising. Cynthia couldn't resist, gripping the sheets as her body absorbed the waves of Kevin's assault.
The intensity was overwhelming for Cynthia. She couldn't believe the raw energy Kevin was bringing. Despite her years of experience, she felt like a novice as her body was manipulated and taken over. She was teetering on the edge of losing control, feeling Kevin's hot, hard member stretching and penetrating her, causing her body to tremble, convulse, and break out in a cold sweat, all while letting out hysterical moans.
How had she ended up here? Cynthia felt like she was losing her mind. She wasn't the typical rule-abiding woman. She had dated in college but had been faithful after marriage, never straying. Yet here she was, in a scandalous situation, enjoying being taken by a young man almost her son's age. She felt utterly corrupted.
Kevin's member felt like a searing iron rod plunging into her, making her soft form writhe in pain. Their union produced sticky wetness, leaving Cynthia's plump legs red from the friction. Her eyes glazed over, losing focus, as if she were a lifeless doll at Kevin's mercy.
"Ah, ah, ah! I can't handle it anymore, Kevin," Cynthia gasped, her voice hoarse from her cries. The waves of orgasm were crashing over her, almost causing her to black out.
Meanwhile, Kevin, with bloodshot eyes, ignored Cynthia's pleas, focusing solely on his pleasure by vigorously thrusting into her, seeking more satisfaction. Every muscle in his body was engaged as he pounded into her, aiming to bury himself deep, bringing forth more wetness, leaving Cynthia's mons pubis glistening in the dim light.
In the rundown hotel room, Kevin's heavy breathing, Cynthia's sweet moans, the sounds of their passion, and the bed knocking against the wall created a disorienting ambiance.
Kevin caressed Cynthia's long, silky legs in stockings, thrusting rapidly until she brought herself to climax. Feeling her tightening around him, he couldn't hold back his release. With all his might, he drove deep into her, hitting her cervix. With a loud groan, his release came forcefully, filling Cynthia's uterus like a flood. "Ahh!" Cynthia experienced another peak under the intense release. Wetness continued to flow, causing her lower abdomen to swell. The pressure forced the mixture to spray out, further staining the already messy sheets.
After what seemed like an eternity, Cynthia finally floated back down from the clouds of ecstasy, panting heavily as she sprawled on the bed. Her silky legs were slightly curled, her buttocks still trembling. Watermarks and sticky fluid adorned the base of her thighs. With disheveled hair, a dazed gaze, and flushed cheeks, she exuded sensuality in every way.
Kevin, too, felt drained and worn out, lying beside Cynthia, breathing heavily. The thrill of being intimate with a beautiful, mature woman was fading, replaced by a creeping headache. He realized his vulnerability in giving in to Cynthia's advances. How would he explain this to Albert? If Albert discovered their secret affair, he would surely suspect Kevin of having hidden motives.
Cynthia swiftly composed herself after the climax, sitting up and retrieving a pack of cigarettes from her bag. She lit one, took a deep drag, blew a smoke ring, then turned to Kevin and offered, "Want one?"
Kevin was taken aback that Cynthia smoked. In his mind, only Natalie smoked. He accepted a cigarette from Cynthia, not the usual one he shared with Albert, but a women's cigarette. Placing it between his lips, he leaned towards Cynthia, letting her light it for him, taking a drag before shaking his head. "This cigarette is weak."
"Kids shouldn't smoke," Cynthia chuckled, putting out the cigarette butt. She reclined, her tousled hair partially veiling her flirtatious face. Her pink, plump breasts were slightly lifted, her mature form shimmering under the light. The recent lovemaking had left her completely content, both physically and emotionally.
"Cynthia, about tonight..." Kevin couldn't resist asking. He wasn't sure why Cynthia had made a move on him out of the blue. Feeling a bit uneasy, he feared Cynthia might expect something more. He couldn't refuse, and his delicate nature couldn't handle it.
"Are you scared?" Cynthia glanced at Kevin, instantly grasping his concerns. She chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Don't worry, I won't cling to you or make any demands. I just wanted to find someone to be intimate with. Whether it's you or Albert doesn't matter. You can relax now."
"Cynthia, that's not what I was getting at," Kevin felt awkward and somewhat let down by Cynthia's words. He realized he was just a convenient outlet for her desires. Her sudden warmth made him suspect there was an ulterior motive. When she showed less interest, he felt insecure.
"What's the matter? Not satisfied again?" Cynthia chuckled. "You weren't happy when we didn't hook up earlier, and now you're not happy after we did. Was it not what you expected, or do you think other women are better?"
"No, it was fine," Kevin felt a wave of panic as he met Cynthia's deep, mysterious gaze. Her words seemed to carry a hidden message. Other women? Who was she talking about?
Cynthia had limited interaction with the women around Kevin, except for Audrey. Could she be referring to Audrey? Had she found something out?
No, that couldn't be. Kevin's heart raced. He hadn't spent much time with Cynthia, and their recent encounters had been private. There was no way Audrey could have discovered anything. It must be his mind playing tricks on him.
"Anyway, I had a good time tonight. Thanks. You're quite skilled," Cynthia suddenly extended one of her stocking-clad legs toward Kevin's crotch, teasing his semi-erect member with her toes.
Feeling Cynthia's smooth stockings caressing his glans, Kevin's flaccid member quickly stiffened, standing at attention.
"Is this more to your liking?" Cynthia smirked, bringing her other leg over, enveloping Kevin's member between her feet, gliding from the tip to the base, teasing him slowly.
The sensation of a foot job in stockings was incredibly arousing. Kevin gasped, watching Cynthia's alluring feet move around his member, causing him to climax once more. The white fluid trickled down the sheer stockings, creating an intensely provocative sight.
"Ah, you came a lot again," Cynthia exclaimed playfully. She leaned down, running her tongue along the tip of his member, licking up the spilled fluid. Then, with a seductive smile, she opened her crimson lips, taking his entire member in, starting to suck and slurp.
Feeling a surge of warmth traveling down his member, Kevin experienced a tingling sensation. Cynthia's expert techniques helped him relax, close his eyes, and savor her oral attention.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
