I Will Make Her Mine

Elizabeth had never had a sexual experience like this before. She had never realized that a sexual, wanton lies inside her. But now, hanging on to a total stranger, his hard cock splitting her tight slit for the third time, she can barely recognized herself. As Trevor’s hard shaft continued to pound her now squelching pussy, she can only clung to him

“Yes..yes...take me, pound me hard with your cock. I want it...I can’t get enough of it.” Words escaped her lips, obscene and dirty, as she pussy continued to grip her young lover’s cock.

With her body already reaching an overload of sex, it will not take much to take her over the edge. With each deep thrust, she can feel herself climbing, until finally with a shriek, she came, quivering, her juices drenching the untiring cock that continues to give her pleasure.

“Oh god...you are amazing. I might just keep you,” she whispered into his ear, even as her climaxing pussy’s inner muscles rippled around his cock.
 
He continue to fuck her through her orgasm. He was extremely happy with the way the night was going and became even happier when he heard the words that she whispered into his ear. This was going to be an outstanding summer, and this hot older woman was going to be a big part of it.

When her orgasm subsided she pulled her body to his and held her close while she was still impaled on his big hard cock. He nibbled On her shoulder making sure to leave his mark on her. She didn't realize yet that the decision of whether or not she would leave was not hers.

He withdrew his hard shaft from her tight pussy. Then she lowered her choose a shower floor his hand in her hair forcing her to her knees. he placed the head of his hard cock to her lips. " he placed the head of his hard cock to her lips. " taste your cum on my cock. Clean me off and suck my cock so good. I am going to feed you my cum"
 
Elizabeth clung to her young lover, her body still quivering from her orgasm. She moaned softly as she felt teeth on her sensitive skin, her young lover marking his territory.

When he finally released her, she felt her legs buckling. With his support, she sank to her knees, where she was face to face with that hard male flesh that had given her such exquisite torture tonight. At his urging, she parted her lips and took his cock in her mouth, tasting herself on it.

She clasped her hands on the back of his thighs, both for support from the slippery floor and also as a way to bring him closer. She cleaned his cock, licking all juices. When done, she took him deeper, now applying her own skills, a little chance for payback as she started to torment his cock, with flicks of her tongue, with a slight scrape of teeth, searching for sensitive spots that would make him groan and clench his hand on her hair.
 
Trevor was impressed with the way she cleaned her cum from his cock. He was even more impressed with what she did after that. The way she attacked his cock with her mouth and tongue was incredible. He could not believe what an incredible blowjob she was giving him.

As she continued to work his cock, he began to move his hips..... fucking her mouth as he gripped her hair tighter and pulled her to him. "That's it pet. Suck this hard cock. Prove to me just how much you enjoyed having this cock please you, and show me that you want it even more."

He continued to fuck her mouth; pushing his co k into her throat. He was very impressed with her cock sucking skills. Before he knew it, he exploded.... shooting jets of cum into her mouth and throat. The , he pulled out.... making sure to spray her face and tits with his seed.

After he was finished, he stood her up and cleaned her face and tits off. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and cupped her breasts firmly. As he caressed her breasts, he whispered into her ear, "you have never had it so good. You know that is true. I have to admit, that you are very fucking hot, and I am going to enjoy spending my summer giving you this cock."
 
When he finally lost control and ejaculated in her mouth, Elizabeth gave a little purr of satisfaction, even as she tried to swallow most of the hot salty liquid. Before she can do all of that, he pulled out, giving her barely enough time to close her eyes, before he painted her face and breasts with his cum.

Breathing heavily from all her exertions, she allowed herself to be washed and cleaned, enjoying the warm sensations of being cared for. Fatigue is starting to set in, even as some parts of her body is starting to tingle. Muscles that were rarely use are protesting their unexpected use. She knew she will be sore tomorrow, but it is a small price to pay for all the pleasure she had tonight.

She leaned against Trevor as he cupped her breasts. Her tired brain is barely registering his words, unsure if she heard him say all ‘summer’. Hmm...that would be a lovely idea, having this hot young stud all to herself. But she is a realist, and young men like him think of older women like her as nothing more than a notch on their belt, someone they can brag about with their friends.

Remembering that they are at her home, she turned around to face him. “It is getting late, sweetie. Some of us here need our beauty rest.” she informed him, even as she slowly stroke his chest without thought. Remembering that he drove her car home, she realized that unless she called him a cab, he has to stay. For some strange reason, the idea of having him stay makes her happy. Still aware of the normal rules for hook-ups despite the fact that she rarely indulged in such behavior she politely offered, “You can stay the night if you like, crash in the guest bedroom if you want.”
 
He enjoyed having her in his arms. He kissed her neck and shoulders as he caressed her ample breasts, and rolled her nipples between his fingers. He was thinking about how happy he was that he agreed to help out at his girlfriend's parents' party. By now, she was his ex girlfriend he was pretty sure.

When she turned to face him, he grabbed her ass and dug his fingers in to her flesh. He caressed firmly as he listened to her say something about sleeping in the guest room. He had no intention of sleeping there. He smacked her ass playfully before moving his hands to caress her back.

"If anyone is sleeping in the guest room tonight, it will be you. After all of the pleasure that I have brought you tonight, I can't believe that you would think of trying to relegate me to the guest room." He ran a hand up through her hair, tilted her head back and kissed and bit her throat. He then moved his lips up to her ear, "tell me why I should go to the guest room."
 
To her surprised, she got a smack in the ass for her offer. The slight bite of pain rouse her from the sleepiness that was overtaking her. When Trevor tilted her head, she shivered a little, as he mock-bite her throat. His next words on her ear confused her a bit. In truth, he does have a point. Why should he sleep in the guest bedroom?

“Well,” sounding flustered and unsure, a condition that is quite rare for her, “I’m not sure. I don’t usually bring strangers home...so maybe you ….” She stopped, realizing how dumb she sounded. Too tired to nitpick the proper protocols of sexual liaisons with attractive young strangers, she decided to throw caution to the wind.

Looping one arm around his neck, she looked back at him, and give him a soft kiss on the lips. “Actually, why don’t you forget the guest bedroom and just come and sleep with me?” she offered.
 
He turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. He reached for a towel, and, as she stepped out, he wrapped it around her and began to dry off her firm body. After toweling off her hair, he released her and watched as she walked back into her bedroom. His eyes focused on her ass, thinking of the wonderful things he could do to it.

Once she went into her room, he took his time and dried his body. He made sure his hair was dry, which left it looking like a mop, but that was immaterial. After hanging the towel on the back of the door, Trevor walked into her bedroom. The light was on now, and he got to see just how amazing the room was. This woman obviously had a great deal of money, but what he liked about her was that he was able to awaken her sexual appetite.

He walked over to the bed and pulled the covers that had been rustled from their earlier activity back. He climbed into the bed and lay there naked; watching her. It may have been ballsy for him to get into her bed first, but he was making sure that he kept her off balance, and establishing control.
 
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With that decision made, Elizabeth allowed her young man to towel her dry. Once done, she walked towards the bedroom. She entered the large walk-in closet to take out a silk nightgown.

As she was doing so, she wondered if she is doing the right thing. She had past lovers, but most of the time, she did not bring them home. Now, a total stranger is going to sleep with her. Shaking her head at such thoughts, she quickly don the nightgown, a very thin silky material that reaches slightly down her upper thighs.

When she walked back into the room, she was surprised to see Trevor already in bed. Feeling a bit awkward, she went to the other side, lifted the covers and slid in. For a minute she hesitated on her side, but then not caring at all, she scooted closer, and nestled herself to his side.
 
He rolled onto his side and put his arm around her. He cupped her breast and pulled her close to him. He whispered to her, "you were incredible tonight. You looked incredible when I first saw you, and you were awesome all night long. I am going to enjoy spending time with you, and I am pretty sure you are going to want more of what I gave you tonight."

They fell asleep; both of them exhausted from the wonderful night they spent together. Trevor was awakened the next morning by his cell phone ringing. He didnt answer it, instead, he lightly caressed her breast through her silky nightgown while pressing his hips to her...allowing his cock to push against her ass.

He spent quite some time teasing her....his hand sliding down her body, pushing her nightgown up, and resting his hand on her hip. "Good morning my pet. I hope you slept well." He began to nibble her ear as he moved his hand to brush his fingers over her silky pussy. He was pretty certain that his growing cock pressing against her ass would have her aroused.

"I know you like what I am doing, and I know you want more of this cock. Unfortunately, you have to take me back where you found me...for now. However, I have something in mind that I think you ad I will both enjoy." He climbed out of bed, dressed, and went downstairs to wait for her.
 
Held in her young lover’s arms, Elizabeth drifted off to sleep, her foggy brain barely registering his words. Her body, tired and sated, relaxed into a deep sleep.

Stirring, Elizabeth felt the weight of a man’s arm on her body, a large palm cupping her breasts. She moaned a bit as the hand traveled down, exploring her. She slowly woke up the erotic caresses, and memory quickly flooded in. She remembered what happened last night in its complete vivid detail, and the feel of an increasingly enlarging cock against her ass tells her who her bed companion is. His sexy greetings simply confirmed it.

However, to her slight disappointment, he moved away. The warmth his body has given her quickly cooled down as she watch him sleepily as he dressed. When he left the bedroom, Elizabeth forced herself to get out of the bed, wincing a little as she can feel soreness between her thighs.

Grabbing a robe, she put it on and belted it around her, and padded barefoot downstairs looking for her young lover, who she realized she still doesn’t know his name.
 
When he went downstairs he walked into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of orange juice. Then he opened the cabinets until he found a glass. If you're pouring a glass of orange juice he set up on the counter. He started to think about what he was going to tell his girlfriend about his disappearance last night. He had to figure something out until he made other arrangements for where he was going to stay.

His thoughts were redirected when he saw the woman descending staircase. He looked at her in the robe. His plans for the morning suddenly changed. Why should he be in a hurry to get back? His eyes followed her as she walked into the kitchen. He smiled at her and picked his lips. "Good morning sexy."

He hopped down off the counter and walked over to her. He untied her robe and slid his hands inside. He grabbed he ass through her nightgown and kissed her hard. Then he moved his hands up and slid the robe from her body. He looked over her body covered by nothing but the nightgown. Then, without warning, he tore the gown from her body.
 
Elizabeth found him in the kitchen, casually sitting on the island counter while drinking a glass of orange juice. Feeling a bit unsure, she came closer and returned his welcoming smile. Blushing slightly at his greeting, she can still remember how this young man had given her several screaming orgasms last night.

She was about to offer to cook him breakfast, when he hopped down from where he was to pressed her against the kitchen counter. She made no protest when he opened her robe, staring wide-eyed at his actions. She can feel her heartbeat picking, as his hands slid around her, giving herself up to the kiss. She cannot believe how quickly he was able to arouse her, her body still on a slow burn after the teasing he had given her earlier in bed.

When he released her, she looked at him, breathing heavily. When without warning, he ripped her thin nightgown, she gave a little shriek of surprise. “What are you thinking?,” she hissed. She can feel her nipples turning hard, whether from the cold air or the lust this young man had so quickly stirred in her.
 
He said nothing at first. He reached out and grabbed her tits firmly; his thumbs brushing over her hard nipples. He pressed her tighter to the kitchen counter as he caressed her breasts. "You know exactly what I am thinking and you love it. Your body loves what I am able to do to it, and your mind is coming around."

He moved his hands from her tits to her ass and he lifted her up onto the counter. He moved between her legs and kissed her wantonly. The , he broke the kiss, and moved his lips down her body. He kissed and sucked her nipples before continuing to kiss down her body.

He dragged his tongue flat over her silky pussy. He repeated it again and again before clicking her clit with his tongue. Then, he began an assault on her clit; flicking it wildly as he pushed her legs farther apart. He stopped for a second, looked up at her, and said, "you know you like the way I think and the way that I take care of you." Then, he went back to eating her pussy.
 
Elizabeth can feel her pulse racing as she stared at this young man that seemed to know exactly what to do to rev her up sexually. When he reached out to grab her bare breasts, she can barely suppressed a moan. She is already aroused. She can feel her pussy getting wet, as if already readying itself.

She made no protest when she found herself lifted up. Something about his size and strength she find such a major turn on. She parted her legs willingly as he kissed her. She kissed him back, opening her mouth so he can thoroughly kissed her. Her hands clutched his hair as he started heading southward, torturing nipples that seemed to have a direct conduit to her cunt.

When he reached her pussy, she released his head to clutch on the counter. She lifted her legs and planted her feet on his shoulders as she gave in to the powerful sensations his mouth is giving her. She moaned out loud as her pussy gets wetter and wetter, feeding him more of her musky juices.

“Oh..yes...that feels so good….,” she whimpered

When he raised his eyes to say something, she looked at him through a haze of lust.

“Yes...take care of me. I love it. Take care of me and I’ll take care of you,” she mindlessly offered, even as she closed her eyes and leaned farther back into the counter, opening herself more to him.
 
Trevor loved the way that she was reacting to his treatment of her body. As he licked her clit, he slid a finger into her pussy. Slowly, he pushed it deeper until it was buried in her hot, tight pussy. He flicked her clit again and again as he began to move his finger in and out of her.

He could not believe the situation he was in. Oh, he was not complaining....not even a little bit, but just 24 hours before he was helping get ready for a party. Now, here he was with this sexy woman eating her pussy on her kitchen counter.

He pulled his finger out of her pussy and stood up in front of her. "I want you to taste just how good your hot pussy tastes." He fed her his tongue, allowing her to suck her nectar from it. His hands mauled her tits as he let her taste herself.

The , he stepped back and looked at her sitting on the counter. "You look so fucking good sitting there. You look so fucking hot, and you look so needy." He reached out and smacked her clit lightly. He looked into her eyes and smiled. He smacked her clit again. "Do you like that, my hot fucking pet?"
 
Elizabeth was drowning in sensations. Her pussy was so wet, her clit throbbing hard as Trevor tortured the sensitive nub of flesh. When she felt a finger inserted inside her, her cuntal muscles clenched around it.

“Oh..yes…,’ she panted, as he started to finger fuck her. The feeling of that invading digit continues to drive her arousal. She moaned a protest when he pulled it out, even as accepted the open mouthed kiss he ravished her mouth with. She can taste herself in his tongue and somehow it made it the whole kiss hotter.

When he stepped back, she stayed where she was. There is a part of her that feels surreal. She cannot really be naked in her kitchen counter, legs spread apart, her pussy swollen and slick with need. She gave a soft mewl when he smacked her clit.

“Please…,” she begged softly, unsure if she wants him to stop hitting her clit or to beg more for the exquisite torture.
 
He smacked her clit again. Never before had he experienced anything like this. He couldn't believe the sexual appetite he had awakened in this woman and he could not believe the side of him that she was bringing out. He wanted to explore things with her and he was certain that she was going to be willing to be explored.

He rubbed her clit lightly and leaned in and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He sucked on it hard before allowing his teeth to graze over it. The. He bit her nipple lightly while simultaneously smacking her clit again. He had every intention of driving this woman wild.

He moved his mouth to her other breast and began to lick and suck the nipple while lightly rubbing her button. He sucked hard on her nipple whip circling it slowly with his tongue. He held the nipple in his teeth and then bit down on it as he smacked her clit once again.

After releasing her nipple, he whispered in her ear, "you know that you like the way I make you feel. I know that you have never had anyone give you pleasure like this before." He stepped away from her, walked to where her nightgown sat shredded on the floor. He ripped a long length of it and folded it over itself. He walked back over to her and used the piece of her nightgown as a blindfold. After tying it behind her head, he began to lightly rub her pussy. "Feel good pet?"
 
Elizabeth can feel sharp pricks of pleasure every time he smacked her clit, making her moan. Just when she think the sensations are too much, he added it by attacking her breasts. He keeps her off-balanced, mixing pleasure and pain, as she once again lose herself in the moment. Her world has shrunk to her body, mainly her nipples and her clit, as Trevor continued his sensual ministrations of them

When he paused to walk away, Elizabeth took a deep breath. She is panting, her skin flushed, her pussy throbbing with a need.

When she saw him with strips of her nightgown, she had barely asked, “what is that for?” before he covered her eyes. The loss of vision all of a sudden intensified her other senses. When he started playing with her pussy, she moaned aloud.

At his question, she cannot help but answer, “Oh, yes...it felt so good. Please, I want you. I need to be fucked, need my pussy filled.” She was never a verbal person, but a part of her sensed that if she does not answer him, he will keep asking. Who is this guy and what kind of sensual magic has he spun around her?
 
Her reaction to his touch after the blindfold was applied was perfect. He removed his fingers from her pussy and laid her flat on the hard kitchen counter. Then, starting at her toes, he began to move his fingers up her body. Slowly, he moved his fingers with just his fingertips grazing over her soft skin.

As he moved slowly up her inner thighs, he noticed her legs part even more. He moved ever closer to her needy pussy, but when he got there, he did not touch it. He bypassed her silkiness and moved his fingers over her hips, across her abs, and then he slowly circled her tits.

He moved his fingers across the top of her chest, over her shoulders, and then slowly down one arm. When he got to her fingers, he moved back up the arm and down the other. When his fingers came back up to her shoulders, he whispered to her, "you have been waiting a long time for someone to treat you like this. You are never going to want me to leave you." He teased her ear with his tongue.
 
Instead of giving her what she wanted, she can feel him removed his hand on her burning pussy. She whimpered in protest even as she felt herself being lowered on the counter. The cool granite contrasted sharply against her heated flesh. Deprived of sight she can only feel.

She moaned a little when she felt him touch her toes. Each teasing caress, each light stroke of his fingers, sensitized her skin. She whimpered with need when his hands traveled farther up but refused to touch her most needy pussy.

She was quivering with sensations, the blindfold keeping her in the dark, unaware of where he is going to touch her next. When she can feel his breath by her ear, she moaned.

“God...you are driving me insane. Please, I need more,” she begged. She had never felt like this before. She had never met a lover who is so focused on her, who is creative in ways that can intensify their pleasure. “Please,” she whispered, even as she blindly turned her face to where his face might be, needing that contact, that intimacy.
 
He stepped back from the counter and looked at her laying on the granite. Damn, she looked good there.....his personal feast. He moved his hand slowly down her body, and he let his finger rest on her silky, wet pussy lips. He did not move his finger...he only rested it on her pussy with minimal pressure.

He wanted to fuck her on this counter so bad, but he had a plan. He wanted to make her want so bad that she would almost lose control in begging for his cock. He had a feeling that she was getting close to that, but she wasn't there yet.

"You look so fucking good stretched out on your kitchen counter. I know you never dreamed of anything like this. You obviously love what is happening to you, because your needy pussy is fucking soaked. Your lips are drenched in your nectar and I am barely touching them. I think I have awakened a need in you. I think your body and mind are open to things you never imagined were possible."
 
He is driving her crazy with need. Instead of coming closer, she can sense him stepping away. Still she tensed in anticipation when she felt the weight of his hand on her body. When it hovered near her needy cunt, she canted her hips, hoping to tempt him.

His words, graphic in its details, draw vivid images in her head of what she must look like to him. She felt a mixture of shame and pride course through her. She cannot believe that she can be so wanton, legs spread out, in broad daylight, in her own kitchen. But somehow her body has a mind of its own. After so long denied, it seemed to have decided it now wants its own satisfaction.

Still, she knew he wanted her. If he doesn’t, he would have long been gone this morning. That knowledge thrilled her secretly. Need and lust can swing both ways, she thought.

“Yes, I need you. My body need you.” she willingly admitted. Lifting a hand blindly to touch his arms. “Tell me do you want this. Don’t you want to bury your cock deep inside this tight hot pussy that is dripping wet for you? Would you not like to make me scream in passion as you pound me hard and fast?” she whispered seductively, even as she parted her legs farther, as if to emphasized the invitation.
 
He applied a little more pressure to her pussy with his finger. He did. Not reply to what she said. He was going to let his actions speak for him. He moved his other hand to her throat and gripped it lightly. He was taking possession of her.

He could not believe what was going on between them. He had never really thought of anything like this let alone do something along these lines. There was something about this older woman that made him want to keep exploring with her...to see how far she would let him go. His prior sexual experiences had been rather straight forward. What was going on between them was far from that.

He moved his finger slightly and applied some pressure to her swollen clit. He knew he had her in an extremely heightened state of arousal. He was also fairly certain that she had been through nothing like this before. He rubbed her clit lightly..in very short movements of his finger before smacking it again.
 
Except for an increase in the pressure of his fingers on her pussy, Elizabeth did not receive any verbal reply. She tilted her head, wondering if she had gone overboard with her dirty talk. She made a soft gasp when she felt male fingers gripped her throat. It was not too tight to block her breathing but it was firm enough, a signal to her of who is truly in charge.

She can feel her pulse ratcheting up, the suggestion of danger adding an extra thrill to the moment. She tried to lift herself up on her elbows, but paused when she felt pressure on her clit. She breathed heavily as he rubbed it, and almost growled in frustration when he smacked it again.

“Stop,” she panted. “Please, its too sensitive...don’t...please, I ache….I want….,” she pleaded.
 
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