David Cleveland: Sharing mom_s lover

"What exactly is your thing, Barbara?"

"Oooh, I love a man who's direct. I'm a divorcee with lots of time on her hands. I'm not a whore, but I do like to fuck. As much as I can with the right man." She gave him a quick glance. "And what do you do besides run?"

"I'm a male dancer," he replied. "A male stripper is a better word for what I do."

"Hey, I think that's neat!" Barbara exclaimed. "Where do you dance?"

"Place call Max's."

"I heard of it but I've never been there," she said. "I bet you have all the women trying to entice you, huh?"

Mark smiled. "Yeah, you wouldn't believe some of the offers I've had. I've even had a few toss their underwear on stage."

"You working tonight?"

"As a matter of fact I'm not. Why do you ask?"

Barbara winked. "Because I figure we can spend the evening doing the kind of exercise I like doing."

"Sounds fine to me!" Mark smiled, showing a set of beautiful white teeth.

A short while later they arrived at Barbara's fabulous split-level home. He helped her carry her packages into the house.

"You have a beautiful place here, Barbara," Mark said, looking around the sunken living room.

"Thank you. Make yourself at home."

She turned, and he watched her delicious asscheeks bouncing lewdly under her shorts as she walked over to the stereo system. She put a cassette in the tape deck and turned back around.

"Care for a drink?"

"Some cognac if you have it."

She pointed toward the wet bar. "Would you mind making us both one? I simply must get out of these sticky clothes."

She vanished into one of the bedrooms while he found some ice and poured the drinks. She returned a minute later wearing nothing at all. She knew she had a body to be proud of, and she enjoyed showing it off.

Her tits were full, and jutted out from her chest like two ripe melons, and the pink, marble sized nipples were stiff with excitement. Her belly was flat and taut, and the black hair between her shapely legs had been shaved in the shape of a heart. Her pussy mound seemed to bulge with swollen lust.

She glanced down at his crotch, pleased to see his cock stirring around inside his jogging shorts.

"Jesus, Barbara, you're built like a brick shithouse!" He walked toward her with her drink. "If you don't mind my asking, how old are you?"

"How old do I look?" she asked, looking over the top of her glass at him in amusement.

"It's hard to say. You look about twenty, but somehow you strike me as being much older," he said.

"Would you believe I have an eighteen-year-old daughter? I'm thirty-eight."

Mark looked surprised for a moment, running his eyes up and down her youthful, luscious body.

"Would you believe I prefer older women?" He smiled. "You look gorgeous, Barbara."

"Thank you." She took a couple of sips of her drink and set the glass down. "Aren't you going to undress? You make me feel so naked."

Mark grinned, then pulled his damp T-shirt up over his head and dropped it on the floor. He kicked off his jogging shoes, slipped off his shoes, then started removing his shorts.

"Mmmmmm!" Barbara moaned when she saw the large reddish head of his cock extending out from the top of his jock strap.

Groaning, she reached out and pulled the jock strap off him. She stared in awe at the massive column of cock-flesh that jutted out from his body like a miniature bat.

"My, God, Mark!" she gasped, kneeling in front of him. "I figured you were big, but I had no idea you were this well hung!"

She was beside herself with desire just staring at his enormous cock. He was a beautiful man with a big prick. She felt her swollen cunt creaming with lust.

"I'm all sweaty, Barbara. You better let me shower first," he said, lifting her to her feet.

"Fuck a shower! Let's go into the bedroom!" She grasped his cock and led the way into her bedroom.

Mark saw that the bed was round, and at least eight feet in diameter. It was covered with a blue velvet bedspread. There were mirrors everywhere, and at all angles. There was even a large circular mirror directly above the bed.

"I love watching myself getting fucked," she explained.

Barbara bent forward to pull down the bedspread when she felt Mark slide his arms around her waist. She felt his hands caressing their way upward, cupping the heavy fullness of her tits. She moaned when he squeezed her sensitive nipples, and she pressed her quivering asscheeks back against him with a demanding, rotating motion, enjoying the feel of his hot massive cock against her soft ass.

She turned in his arms and her open lips eagerly pressed moistly against his, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth. Her fingers wrapped around his cock, measuring the thick throbbing shaft, and the size and heaviness of his bloated balls.

They fell across the bed, locked together. Barbara straddled his body and began sliding her wet tongue along his neck, his shoulders, then to his broad chest. She inhaled his male scent with a rising excitement. She sucked greedily on his nipples, then reached down to caress to the length of his thighs.

Lower and lower her seeking lips went, tasting the saltiness of his drying sweat, and she started to whimper, a faint sound at first, gradually becoming an almost harsh cry.

With her cunt creaming juice down her inner thighs, and her eyes shining with a wild gleam, she cupped his balls and buried her face in his groin.

"Mmmmmm, I love the smell of your cock!" she murmured, her nostrils flaring with desire.

She took his prick in her hands. She felt the bulging veins running like a road map along the entire length of it. She rubbed his cock as if she was kneading a chunk of dough, as if she was massaging a sore muscle, watching his cock expand and throb in her hands.

"Oh, Mark, you got such a beautiful cock!" She squeezed the fat head in her fist, watching the bubble of cream ooze out the shit hole. "So nice and long and thick!"

She brushed her hair to one side of her head, then took his cock in her hungry mouth. Her wet tongue lapped at the head of his prick, laving it with her warm saliva.

Mark let out a low groan as she took her own sweet time, licking up and down the length of his cockshaft and all around it. She teased the piss-hole with the tip of her tongue, and he uttered another groan of pleasure.

"Uhhh! Uuuuuuh!" Barbara moaned as she sucked on his prick.

Her wet lips slid smoothly over his blood engorged cockhead and down the thick shaft, sucking as much of his massive meat into her mouth as she could take. Her cheeks drew inward, her mouth making greedy slurping noises as her head bobbed up and down on his throbbing cock. Her pussy was creaming like mad, and she felt the heat steadily building in her cunt. She knew it was only a matter of seconds before she would come.

"Yeah, baby, that's the way I like it, nice and slow!" Mark groaned, slowly pumping his hips in concert with her bobbing head.

Barbara enjoyed hearing his moans of pleasure. She knew she was pleasing him, and he was pleasing her with his ability of self-control. Most of the men she'd been with would have shot their wads by now.

Barbara moaned and whimpered as she hungrily sucked his cock. Her hands played with his balls as she sucked his prick, gently massaging each ball. Her fingers probed the base of his cock, applying pressure to the thick vein, then releasing it to let fresh blood flow back in.

Mark stared up at the mirror, watching her head bobbing up and down between his legs. His balls tingled, and his muscles were taut, wanting to hold out longer but not sure how much more he could take. He'd had lots of blow-jobs in his life, but Barbara was one of the best cocksuckers. She just didn't suck his cock, she made love to it.

Barbara sucked more diligently as she felt herself soaring faster and faster to the edge of climax. She began to whimper deliriously, her tongue lapping up the constant bubble of cream that oozed from his prickhead. Her cunt was pulsing wildly, and suddenly the fire in her pussy exploded in orgasm.