Chapter 866: Kevin Nearly Exhausted
Kevin pounded away over a hundred times, feeling a tingling and numbness in his cockhead, knowing he couldn't last much longer. He collapsed onto his godmother's tall, voluptuous, snow-white body, pressing her stocking-clad legs towards the headboard. Grace's long legs stretched over her head in a challenging folded position.
Grace, being a physical education teacher who regularly exercised, had exceptional flexibility, allowing Kevin to manipulate her body this way. Her plump buttocks were raised high, and Kevin's body was straight and taut, with his waist muscles tight as he thrust into the enticing pussy of the forty-year-old beauty, much like doing push-ups in gym class.
This position allowed Kevin's cock to penetrate deeper, with each thrust reaching the depths of her womb, producing squelching sounds. Grace's thick, stocking-clad buttocks wobbled with each impact from Kevin's hips, her pale buttocks turning red from the friction. Her labia majora flipped in and out with the thrusts, and the sticky fluids at their union turned into white foam.
Grace's fair, athletic body writhed and trembled under the relentless pounding, her firm breasts flattened against Kevin's chest. Finally, with a series of wild thrusts from Kevin, Grace experienced the most intense orgasm of her forty-year life. The endless waves of pleasure caused her to spurt hot fluid from her contracting uterus, spraying like a high-pressure water gun from her cervix onto Kevin's thrusting cockhead. The fluid swirled back into her womb as Kevin's cock acted like a piston, causing her tall, voluptuous body to tremble violently. Her bent, stocking-clad legs tensed, toes curling, her face flushed with an expression of pain and ecstasy. Her lips parted, moaning in a voice filled with rapture, reaching the peak of sexual pleasure.
Kevin felt his cock enveloped by the swirling heat of Grace's orgasmic contractions, the sensation like a vortex around his cockhead. The deep vacuum-like suction of her cervix during orgasm made his scalp tingle. He thrust a few more times, driving his twenty-centimeter cock deep into her soft, contracting cervix. His balls pressed against her labia, with no gap between his cock and her pussy. Grace's vaginal walls, lined with countless bumps, sucked and stroked his cock, while her uterus sprayed orgasmic fluids like a vortex around his sensitive cockhead, quickly bringing him to the peak of ecstasy.
"Godmother, I'm going to fuck you to death... fuck your slutty pussy," Kevin, eyes bloodshot and veins bulging on his forehead, thrust his cock deep into her cervix with all his strength, nearly piercing through her tall, voluptuous body. Unable to withstand the suction and stroking of Grace's lewd pussy any longer, his balls contracted, sending a torrent of hot, sticky cum through his urethra and out of his cockhead, splattering against the walls of her uterus. The powerful jets of cum, propelled by the contractions of his balls, hit her womb like bullets.
"So hot, Kevin, you're going to fuck me to death," Grace, overwhelmed by Kevin's relentless assault, her hair disheveled, body drenched in sweat, her breasts bouncing wildly, felt the billions of sperm in Kevin's cum hitting her cervix like bullets, each hit sending a shiver through her soul, propelling her back to the heights of pleasure. The copious cum and her juices filled her womb, making her once flat, firm abdomen visibly swell. Under the immense pressure, the fluids gushed from their union, splattering onto Kevin's abdomen and thighs. Grace's stocking-clad buttocks and thighs were a mess, with milky, sticky fluid dripping down her smooth, flesh-colored pantyhose, exuding a lewd aura.
"Mm, mm, mm..." Kevin's cock continued to spurt cum inside Grace's pussy. Perhaps her stocking-clad buttocks were too enticing, his ejaculation couldn't stop. Nearly a minute later, his cock finally ceased its spasms.
Kevin felt a wave of dizziness, his body weak and hands trembling. He released his grip on her stocking-clad legs, collapsing onto Grace's voluptuous, hot body, gasping for air. His back and hair were soaked with sweat, clearly exhausted from the intense lovemaking, unable to continue.
The once noisy bedroom fell silent, save for their heavy breathing and the occasional car horn outside. Grace, still immersed in the afterglow of her unprecedented orgasm, her voluptuous, athletic body undulating like waves, causing Kevin, lying on top of her, to rise and fall. Her eyes, filled with springtime ripples, showed infinite satisfaction. It's laughable, she thought, that after nearly twenty years of marriage to Byron, she now understood what it meant to be in ecstasy, what true lovemaking was. Her previous encounters with her husband were mere intercourse, unable to provide this cloud-walking pleasure.
Seeing Kevin's pale face and trembling body, Grace felt a pang of pity. She stroked his sweaty hair, softly saying, "Kevin, are you too tired? If you're exhausted, just lie down for a while. Andy won't be back for a while. Look at you, sweating so much. Who told you to be so vigorous earlier? What if you exhaust yourself?"
"I'm fine, godmother," Kevin replied, resting his face in Grace's soft cleavage, listening to her heartbeat. His cock still nestled in her uterus, soaked in her warm juices, feeling close to collapse. Although the session was short, just under Eighteen minutes, it was nearly all high-speed thrusting without rest, and he had to support her heavy, long legs on his shoulders, leaving him no chance to recover.
Making love to a tall, athletic woman like Grace was already challenging, and her wearing pantyhose today made him extra excited, driving him to exert himself fully. By the time he ejaculated, Kevin felt completely drained, his godmother's pussy a terrifying abyss that couldn't be filled no matter how much cum he pumped in.
No wonder Byron always seemed so submissive to Grace, lacking confidence. He was probably like Alissa's husband, Zachary, unable to satisfy his wife's sexual needs. Grace's tall, strong physique would be challenging for any man. Kevin, with his decent stamina, could only last Eighteen minutes. If he had to make love to his tall, hungry godmother daily, he'd be skin and bones within a month.
"You say you're fine, but you're speaking so weakly. Take it easy in the future, don't be so rough. You've swollen my pussy," Grace said worriedly, noticing Kevin's weakened voice. After all, Kevin was still a high school student, not fully developed, and doing it twice in a row was too much.
"I understand, godmother," Kevin replied with a tired smile, lifting his hips to withdraw his still semi-hard cock from Grace's pussy. As the cockhead left her vaginal entrance, it made a popping sound, like opening a bottle.
Looking down, he saw her swollen labia, red and puffy from friction. As his cock withdrew, a mix of cum and her juices oozed from her slit, flowing down her snow-white buttocks and dripping onto the red bedsheet, filling the air with the unique, lewd scent of their intense union.
Grace lay back against the pillows, her hair disheveled, face flushed, her breasts marked with bite marks. Her stocking-clad legs stretched out weakly, her lower body a mess, with white, sticky fluid still oozing from her slit, looking as if she'd just been ravished.
Kevin felt a tingling ache in his lower back, his balls throbbing with pain, regretting his earlier vigor. He couldn't keep doing this. He lay beside Grace with a long sigh. Though exhausted, it was his most satisfying sexual experience. He'd read about men being drained dry in novels, thinking it exaggerated, but now he understood the feeling of cumming to the point of exhaustion. His godmother's pussy was too irresistible, making him cum uncontrollably.
Grace turned to him, her voluptuous, hot body pressing against him, her pale, full breasts squashing against his chest. One of her long, stocking-clad legs draped over his abdomen, gently rubbing. After the stormy sex, her restless mood had calmed, and she enjoyed the post-orgasmic afterglow with Kevin, initiating a tender kiss.
Kevin swallowed the sweet nectar from his beautiful godmother's mouth, one hand playing with her smooth, full breast. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on their bodies, making him feel like it was just the two of them in the world.
After a while, Grace broke the kiss with a light laugh, saying, "Alright, rest time's over. Get up and take a shower. You're all sweaty, making me smell bad too. The room is filled with the smell of your cum. I need to clean the sheets."
"But godmother, I want to cuddle with you a bit longer," Kevin said, enjoying the tender post-coital moment more than the sex itself. Holding Grace's smooth, naked body, playing with her breasts, and touching her plump buttocks, he thought that the luxurious life of the wealthy back home wasn't much better than this. Besides, not everyone could have a stunning mature beauty like Grace.
"Alright, five more minutes," Grace said, seemingly reluctant to get up too. She leaned lazily against Kevin, her stocking-clad leg gently rubbing his cock, smiling, "Does this feel good?"
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