Making Amends

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Eli had been more than respectful in our daily life. No furtive glances, no behind the back touching, and most important, he didn’t make any suggestive comments, whether we all happened to be in the same room or it was only him and I.

That is, until yesterday, when he offered to help bring in the groceries, me leading the way into the house from the garage. Trailing a little closer than usual, his voice low, he said, “you know I didn’t finish.”

My only response was a light laugh. What he meant by that comment I couldn’t guess, and it would be two days later before I got the explanation.

I couple of mornings later I got the full explanation and surprisingly, it wasn’t an earthshaking surprise. In looking for my satisfaction and consumed with getting that high again, I failed to take into account what took him into that similar zone.

I was perched on the counter stool in my thigh length silk nightgown having morning coffee when Eli walked in and gave me a cheery good morning. He sat and we talked a couple of minutes about our upcoming workday and errands to run.”Is my daughter still sleeping, I asked him. “Oh yeah, for about another 45 minutes she’ll be out,” he replied, taking note of my protruding nipples.

Between sips he suddenly said, “I didn’t finish.” He looked at me and continued, “and you’ve probably been wondering, what the hell is he talking about, when did we not finish?”

“That’s precisely what I’ve been thinking.” “What is it you didn’t finish, since I’ve been completely satisfied, I said, as I smiled and looked down at his rising cock.”

“Out on the deck that morning when you had me pull out of your ass so you could swallow. I wanted to unload into that sweet behind of yours. So I saved some, theoretically of course, so I could finish you off the right way,” he explained.

“So, she’ll be asleep for a while longer?” I asked, verifying that we had time for him to satisfy that fat cock kumköy escort of his, and make me a happy bitch, all day.

“That’s right, he said, then she’ll hop in the shower, so about an hour total, but hold on,” he said. He stood up, teasing me with his hardness, then he quickly went downstairs, and just as fast came back up. He sat back down facing me and released his cock through the slit of his pajamas. His fatman popped out. “It’s time to make amends,” he said.

I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, gently applying pressure, stroking up and down. Damn, I wanted to feel him fucking me, anyway that he wanted to. “Kiss it,” he said. I got up, pushed my stool back, bent down and happily obeyed, kissing around the head, licking up one side and down the other.

He moaned as he reached down and began playing with my hard nips. “That’s it, now suck this dick like it’s yours,” he ordered.

I looked up at him and said, “right now it is mine,” and swallowed his wholeness deep inside my warm mouth, one hand resting at the base of his shaft, the other massaging one ass cheek.

Eli placed his hands on both sides of my head, and then in a demanding voice said, “bitch, I said, show me this dick is yours!”

He was definitely in charge now. He was forcing my head up and down on his cock until I started gagging. He didn’t care and didn’t stop. I adjusted and kept slurping his rod as fast as possible, saliva flowing and soaking his pajama bottoms.

“That’s it, he said, show me that you want this cock.” Do you want this cock?” He asked, knowing my mouth was too full of him to speak. “I said, do you want this cock,” he repeated more forcefully this time.

“Yes, I managed to squeeze out while he still had control of how fast he was fucking my mouth.

“Where do you want it?” he asked me. It felt damn good between my lips, but he had already told me how he needed to fuck me.

“In kundu escort my pussy.” I mumbled. “Where else?” he asked. “In my ass,” I answered. “Good fucking answers.” he said. He lifted my head my up and passed me a dish towel to wipe my lips. When I stood he pulled me to him and planted his mouth on one of my tingling tits. “I love fucking you as much as I love fucking your daughter,” he said.

“Do I fuck you better than she does,” I asked jealously. “Almost, but you’ll get better, was his reply as he toyed with my tits. He then really surprised me when he kissed me full on the lips and stuck his tongue in my mouth. “I want all of you,” he said.

He stood up and said, “let’s go in the living room.”

“No, what if she comes upstairs,” I said in a warning voice, afraid of her catching us.

“If she does, it’s time for her to know, now go in the living room like I said, and lay on the couch,” he commanded. I’m going to check on her one more time.

When he came back up, I was stretched out, a bath towel underneath me, anxious to be his fuck toy, my nightgown barely covering my wet pussy. “Open your legs,” was his next firm command. Again, I obeyed as he knelt beside me.

“Oh Eli, I moaned as his tongue began exploring my clit, circling my super sensitive vulva, making me spasm. His hands found their way up to my tits, massaging their fullness, playing with my stiff nipples.

He tasted my juices working his way deep into my wetness until he landed on my protruding clit, forcing me to let out a yelp that made him look up, branding a lusty, wet smile. “Please don’t stop Eli,” I whispered and pleaded, please don’t stop. He continued to feast on my hot cunt like he was enjoying a Sunday dinner.

I couldn’t wait any longer. Abandoning all my fears, I no longer cared if she caught us. She was the one I heard give her wholehearted approval for him to fuck me. “Eli, I said in a low, kurtköy escort sexy tone, you need to fuck me.” “Now!”

Eli didn’t any waste time. He lifted one of my legs over the back of the couch giving him full view and access to my soaking wet cunt. His dick was still bulging through the opening of his pajama bottoms.

This time he wasn’t gentle. He plunged his cock in me like a jackhammer. I was bucking up to meet his every deep dive. “That’s it, baby. Fuck Mama good, give Mama what she needs and what she wants. Treat this pussy like it belongs to you! Fuck me like the hot bitch that I am.”

His dick was sliding in and out of my pussy, hitting my clit both ways until I started shaking and trembling, my orgasm forcing my lips to tighten around his thickness, preventing him from moving either way. At this very moment this hard cock belonged to me!

As soon as my cunt lips relaxed he pulled out and repeated what he said earlier. “It’s time to make amends.” Then he did the totally unexpected. Instead of telling me to turn over, he lifted both my legs over my head and I felt his cock slide easily into my back door. The second time was easier than the first. This motherfucker was dangerous!

I’d never been fucked like this, but it felt deliriously good. Eli then claimed it. “This ass is mine and I’m gonna shoot my fucking juice in it,” he said. He was pumping in me slow and hard. He tensed and I could feel his manhood flowing.

I gripped his arms and couldn’t believe that I was coming again. “Yes, it’s yours Eli, come get this ass and this pussy whenever you want it.”

After his explosion into me we eased up but stayed in motion. I rotated my ass in a slow circle and he rhymed with me, caressing, then burying his face in my ample bosom.

For a few minutes we talked and slow-fucked, his semi-hard cock remaining in my ass. Of course, we wouldn’t tell her that we’ve been fucking, but it’s time to set it up so she knows it’s going to take place.

We could hear the shower come on alerting us that my daughter was up. Thankfully, our session didn’t run over. Before we parted for the day we agreed that the next time would be the one that she would know about. It was time. I would anxiously wait.

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