Michael Bush (author)


Michael bush

"I can't." she said. I was humping my hips at her now, she had more or less made a little cone with her fingers and panties and it was into this I was thrusting my cock as she held her hand over to me. I wanted her fist but this was surprisingly hot too.

"What do you want to do with my pussy?" she asked.
"I want to lick it. I want to taste it. Smell it. Suck it. Drink it." I gasped. I didn't dare let go of the card table. My legs felt like jelly. 
"And my ass?"
"Everything. Anything."
"You want to taste that too? You want to smell it? Lick it?"

I grabbed her wrist and started to spurt deeply, my cum pushing up through the lace and coating her fingers. She watched as I pulled the panties off and laid her hand flat under my tip, squirting streams of white cum into her palm. Together we watched me finish my orgasm, her finger tips brushing the edges of my tip a I spasmed one last time towards her. I pulled back slightly a little dazed and she just picked up another pair of panties, this time pink, and wiped her hand off. It was an awkward moment as we looked at each other, with her glancing over her shoulder again.

A drop of cum dripped onto the card table from my cock and she wiped it up.
"That was fucking amazing." she said, her face flushed. I ran a hand over my face and made to tuck my cock away and snug my shorts back up.
"If it wasn't for..." She trailed off. Again looking over shoulder. 
"I just want you to know it has to end here, OK?" she said and I nodded. 
"But you can also know that after you leave I'm going to go inside and seriously finger fuck myself silly before my husband comes home."
"I would walk across hot coals to see that." I finally said with a smile. 

She smiled too and bent down to pick up a paper bag.
"These will have to do." she said and she began to tuck some of her choice clean panties into into it.

I walked down the driveway on quivering legs, all thoughts of the sale forgotten and a little stunned. Behind me she made small talk as I walked off, standing at the end of her garage as if nothing had happened. Probably for the benefit of any neighbors lurking around. But in my bag I now had what must be a dozen pair of panties that had been wrapped around this incredible womans body. Snugged up to her pussy and ass. To bad they were all clean. 

As for the pair I had cum in she stood there again with her hands on her hips holding them in one fist and the pink panties she used to wipe off her hand in the other. Later, when I would jerk off about her again and again, I would imagine her already tasting my cum from the crotch when she stepped inside her house. 

I reached my car just as some old man came tottering out of his house, headed for his mail box. I sighed, deciding then and there that some how I had to come back here at a better time and find out.

I looked up the driveway and waved and she raised one hand up and called out to me as I opened my car door. 
"Have a good time."

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