Chapter 865: Ravaging Mr. Cooper's Stocking-Clad Pussy
"Oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm exhausted," Grace suddenly lowered her plump, stocking-clad legs, panting as she looked at Kevin. "You lazy boy, it's your turn."
"Alright," Kevin replied, flipping over and getting up. He saw that his godmother had already spread her legs apart, her voluptuous, stocking-clad pussy tightly wrapped in the flesh-colored pantyhose. The mature woman's sultry allure made his cock throb. Grace's already impressive figure was even more irresistible in stockings, hitting all of Kevin's weak spots.
Kevin wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, moved closer, and caressed Grace's smooth, stocking-clad legs. He then brought his mouth to the base of her thighs and began to lick her plump pussy through the thin stockings.
"Mm, it tickles," Grace's voluptuous body trembled violently as Kevin's tongue touched her private parts. Her stocking-clad legs instinctively tensed, and her plump buttocks lifted slightly, pressing her lower body closer to Kevin's mouth.
After a while, Kevin noticed that Grace's enticing pussy was already secreting copious amounts of juices, soaking through the ultra-thin pantyhose, making them even more transparent and revealing the woman's lewd springtime scenery.
Despite her athletic build and tall stature, Grace's vulva was relatively petite. Her moderately sized labia majora enveloped the pink inner labia, which, despite her being in her forties, remained as fresh as a young girl's. Above the inner labia, her clitoris stood out like a ripe fruit, inviting close attention. Between the inner labia lay the enticing slit, now slightly parted and secreting a steady stream of fluid under Kevin's tongue's stimulation.
Kevin was mesmerized by the sight of his godmother's alluring vulva, swallowing hard as his twenty-centimeter cock swelled even more, veins bulging. He grabbed Grace's plump buttocks and pressed his hard cock against her lower body, rubbing the head against the slick slit through the thin stockings, savoring the plump, smooth feel of her stocking-clad pussy.
"Ah..." Grace shuddered as Kevin's cockhead rubbed against her labia, letting out a soft moan. Her face flushed, her ample chest heaving, and her eyes filled with anticipation. Her long, round, stocking-clad legs spread further apart, welcoming the imminent guest.
Kevin continued to push his cockhead against the wet slit, but the thin stockings provided a slight resistance. He pushed harder, and the head, along with the stockings, slipped into the slit. The sensation made him wonder if this was what it felt like to penetrate a virgin's hymen. He had only been with married women and had never been with a true virgin. Although Laura was definitely a virgin, he didn't dare to take her virginity, fearing the consequences. He could only fantasize about what it would feel like to deflower a virgin.
He continued to push his cock deeper, the head wrapped in stockings penetrating further. Despite the stockings' elasticity, they had a limit. When Kevin's cockhead fully entered Grace's slit, the resistance became too great to continue. Kevin enjoyed the sensation, repeatedly pushing against the stockings as if he were breaking through a virgin's hymen. The friction of the stockings and the soft flesh at the vaginal entrance heightened his pleasure, almost making him cum if not for his earlier release.
"Yes... you naughty boy... stop playing... godmother's pussy is itching like crazy," Grace, her pussy dripping and her vaginal walls tingling, urged impatiently, "Hurry up and put it in. We can play more later."
Unable to resist the allure of his godmother's seductive pussy, Kevin grabbed the crotch of her pantyhose, trying to tear it open like in the porn movies. But the high-quality stockings didn't tear easily, and he was soon sweating profusely, frustrated at not being able to penetrate her fresh pussy.
"Let me do it," Grace, unable to wait any longer, sat up and used her fingernail to slit the tightly stretched crotch of the pantyhose. The soaked pussy was immediately exposed, emitting an intoxicatingly lewd scent.
Kevin, overjoyed, grabbed Grace's long, round, stocking-clad legs, resting her slender calves on his shoulders. Her stocking-clad feet trembled slightly, and her massive, plump buttocks, with a gushing pussy in the middle, glistened with her juices. Her stocking-clad legs shone seductively in the sunlight.
Taking a deep breath, Kevin thrust his hips forward, his now reddened cockhead parting her labia and sliding into her well-lubricated vagina. The head passed through a narrow entrance into a warm, soft interior. The numerous folds inside her vagina rubbed and sucked on his cockhead. Unlike Vanessa's intricate vaginal maze, Grace's vagina was straightforward but long!
Grace, over 1.7 meters tall, had long, strong legs nearly a meter long, thick buttocks, and a wide pelvis. Her superior physical attributes gave her a uniquely deep vagina, much longer than an average woman's. Even Kevin's twenty-centimeter cock had to work hard to reach the end.
"Mm... so big," Grace's brow furrowed as Kevin's cock slowly penetrated her. She gripped the bedsheet tightly. Though her vagina was deep, it wasn't tight. She responded more intensely to thick cocks than to slender ones.
Kevin's cock was both long and thick, her dream come true. Feeling her vaginal walls gradually filled by his hot cock, she was overwhelmed by the long-lost sensation of fullness. Her abdominal muscles contracted, making her vagina suck on Kevin's cockhead. Her stocking-clad legs wrapped around his waist, pressing down to push him deeper inside.
Kevin pushed his cock into her vagina until the head hit a soft, resilient barrier. He knew it was Grace's cervix. Earlier, when he fucked her from behind, he could barely reach this point. But now, with no thick buttocks in the way, he pushed harder, his cockhead breaking through the barrier and entering the warm, moist chamber. The head was soon enveloped by tender flesh, massaging it from all sides, almost making him cum.
Their sex organs were now fully merged, fitting together perfectly. Kevin felt his godmother's deep vagina squeezing and rubbing his cock. He began to thrust, pulling out most of his cock before plunging it back in, hitting her sensitive cervix each time.
Only Grace's deep vagina could handle Kevin's vigorous thrusts. Each thrust felt the rhythmic contractions of her vaginal walls. As Kevin's cock moved, Grace's body became more aroused. Her vaginal walls quickly swelled, forming a tight net around his cock, sucking it hard.
Kevin moaned, "So good, godmother, your pussy is sucking me dry, it feels so good." He began to thrust faster, his long, thick cock ravaging her pussy like a powerful engine. Though Vanessa had taught him many techniques, with Grace's deep vagina, he had to rely on brute force. He grabbed her stocking-clad legs, thrusting his cock into her pussy repeatedly, like a high-powered motor pounding her thick buttocks. Grace's juices soaked her stockings, and her big ass made loud slapping sounds with each thrust, audible even in the living room.
"Ah, ah, ah..." Under Kevin's relentless pounding, Grace was overwhelmed by waves of intense pleasure. Kevin's cock, in length, hardness, and heat, far surpassed her husband Byron's short penis. The high-frequency thrusts were incomparable to her husband's slow, gentle movements.
Thinking about her dull sex life with her husband for over a decade, Grace felt a mix of emotions. She had married Byron out of gratitude for his father's life-saving grace, but sexual needs can't be ignored. As she aged, her sexual desires peaked.
Women in their thirties and forties often cheat on their husbands who can't keep up. Grace used to disdain such women, thinking they were just making excuses for their promiscuity. But after being with Kevin, she understood them.
Once you've experienced such intense sexual pleasure, you can't forget it. The past few days of travel were torture for her. Her vagina, once filled by Kevin's thick cock, felt empty. She used to find some satisfaction with her husband, but now she couldn't stand his penis. She constantly thought about Kevin's big, spiky cock, making her itch with desire, tossing and turning at night, unable to sleep. She felt like an addict, lifeless until Kevin's cock entered her again.
To hell with being a noble teacher, a virtuous wife, a chaste woman. She didn't care anymore. She had endured half her life and wanted to live it to the fullest. Otherwise, what was the point?
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