The Assignation

I stood a moment amazed by what I saw. Her tits were truly massive in size, DDD? Maybe bigger? Her nipples were hard and pointed at me and we're the size of the far end of a cigarette holder and maybe a half inch long. Her areola was the diameter of the bottom of a tea cup.

The looked heavy and full; like a water balloon filled so full that looking it just might burst it. I reached out and slid my hand under her right tit. My fingers brushed against her ribs and she spilled way past my wrist.

Putting my thumb on one side and my fingers on the other I squeezed as I pulled away from her body. As my hand approached her tip a bead of a semi translucent fluid beaded at her nipple. Breathlessly I asked the obvious, "You are breast feeding? "

Sheepishly she nodded and said, "Yes sir."

I almost lost it; my cock was throbbing painfully and I groaned out, "What a lovely surprise ginger snap."

My mouth latched onto her tit and I sucked at it until she began flowing freely. As I collected a big mouth full of her milk I unfastened her skirt and let it fall pooling on the floor around her ankles.
 
I had felt so self conscious about my breasts. My husband hadn't really touched them since the baby had come. We had only had sex a twice since she was born and I was close to weaning her. I had been so worried that he would be turned off by them.

But instead, once again he made me feel sexy and lovely. His mouth on my breast made me feel lovely and desired. I almost melted. I cradled his head as he sucked my breast. I sighed, his mouth gave me relief, physical and emotional relief.

I couldn't stop myself from tearing up. I ran my fingers through his dark hair and cradled him to my breast.

i trembled under his touch and held my breath, as I started to tear up. I tried to stop them, but my tears came. I swiped them off of my cheek as he pulled my skirt off.

I had no more defenses.
 
I sucked at her that getting as much of her milk as I could while running one hand across her ass while the other found her other breast and massaged it firmly.

I glanced up and saw her eyes were red and wet. I was curious as to what she was feeling at that moment but not nearly curious enough to stop what I was doing.


As I felt a drop of milk on the hand mauling her tit, I moved to it quickly and began drinking from her again. I moaned, she moaned, or the room did, but a hungry sound filled the hotel room, a promise of the week to come.

I moved my hands as I fed, one on her ass massaging for all I was worth, the other dropped between her legs and came up until my thumb brushed against her sopping wet pussy.

I straightened my thumb and worked it into her pussy and stopped suckling at her. She was tight. Way tighter than a mother of two would normally be. Looking down I saw a scar running a few inches horizontally across her stomach. "C-section," I thought.

I leaned farther over and kissed along the scar from one end to the other, "Thank you," I whispered to it, "Thank you for letting the babies out and leaving my ginger snap deliciously tight. "
 
His hands and mouth had me trembling. He kissed across my scar. The scar didn't really have much sensation, but the skin around it was so alive. I could feel his soft lips and the hint of stubble on his skin.

His finger pressed into me and I gasped. I knew I was slick with arousal.

"Please, Sir...." I whimpered softly. I stood on my tiptoes as he pushed his finger in and out of me, tightening the muscles in my ass and my legs.

I felt so malleable and soft and feminine. it was perfection.
 
I kissed my way back up her stomach and to the side until her heavy tit covered the side of my face. With the left side of my face pressed against her stomach and her tit covering the right, I sucked at the crease between tit and chest for all I was worth, reveling in the feel of the smooth skin beneath my lips.

I continued to slow finger fuck Andi with my forefinger in no way bringing her close to am orgasm but keeping her tight tunnel wet and aching so that when the time came I could fill it.

After leaving a series of hickies along the bottom of her tit I extricated my head from the flesh that had been hugging it.

Standing upright I looked at her and said, "Undress me, using no more than one hand and your mouth. "
 
I was trembling when Rusty asked me to undress him with just my mouth and one hand. I placed my left hand behind my back, so that I wouldn't be tempted to use it.

I used my mouth to undo the buttons of his shirt and used my hand to pull his shirt tails from his pants. I kissed the skin of his chest as I opened each buttons. I nuzzled against the warm skin of his chest.

I sunk to my knees and used my teeth and fingers to open his belt and then his trousers. I knew I was shaking but I didn't stop.

I looked up at him from time to time to see if he was pleased.

I used just my teeth to tug down his boxers.
 
It was the most erotic moment ever. At least that I had experienced.

She really is lovely to behold and seeing her on her knees was mind blowing and cock hardening at the same time.

When my cock sprang free of my boxers the head smacked Andi in the middle of her forehead leaving a splat of pre cum.

Grabbing two hands full of hair, one on each side of her face I ordered, "Open wide, beloved. "

I could see her eyes welling up as her mouth snapped open. Pressing my hips forward as I scooted up I informed her, "I am now going to fuck your throat."
 
I couldn't explain why I obeyed so easily. But I did. I opened my mouth and he grabbed my hair. I gasped a little bit and then he thrust his cock into my mouth.

I wanted to adore him with my mouth but I wasn't in control. I looked up at him and let him be in control. I melted even more when his fingers tangled into my hair. His hands controlling me, guiding me made me sink even more into submission.

His fingers felt perfect on my skin. It had been a while since I had given head. I choked a little and he made a reassuring sound and gave me a moment to adjust. My eyes watered and he used his thumb to brush away my tears.
 
It was not a violent throat fuck by any stretch of the imagination. It was slow and powerful. I kept my eyes on hers while I rammed my cock deeper and deeper into Andi's throat.

I said nothing just kept fucking in a slow deep manner. I felt the pressure building in my balls threatening to blow. As I approached the point of no return I pulled out and said, "I am going to cum now."

The first volley of my cum splattered against her forehead. Grabbing the base of my cock I sprayed my cum all over her face watching it dribble onto her massive tits.
 
I couldn't explain how pleased I was when I heard him say he was going to cum. I thought he was going to cum in my throat, but he pulled out and his cum splashed on my skin. I scooped some of his cum onto my fingers and then licked them clean.

I cupped my breasts in my hands and rubbed his cum into my skin.

"Thank you, Sir." I offered breathlessly. I felt so sexy and desirable covered in his pleasure.
 
I stood there above her my cock in my hand as she thanked me for cumming all over her face and tits. Any thought that I would become flaccid flew from my mind in that moment.

While it lost some of its hardness, my cock did not fully deflate. I looked at her and said, "Use your fingers and clean my cum off you, swallow every damned drop if it."
 
I kept my eyes on him as I scooped his cum up with my fingers. I sucked and licked my fingers. I sucked each finger like it was his cock.

"Thank you for your cum, Sir." I whispered. I watched him, I bit my lip, it made me feel so sexy that his cock was still semi-hard.

"There might be a few drops still on your cock." I whispered to him, licking my lips, hoping I could have him in my mouth again.
 
I watched in rapt fascination as she used her fingers to collect every drop of cum from her body. As she did I could feel blood trickle back into my penis. Not enough to get me hard again, but enough to keep me in that glorious semi hard state.

I nodded, "It appears you are correct, but first, let me rearrange things a little."

I walked to the door that led to the balcony and opened the drapes wide. Then I moved a chair to be centered on the French door. Sitting in the chair I said, "Crawl over here like a good cum bag and clean me."
 
I crawled to him with my eyes focused on his hardening cock. I knelt up at his feet and lovingly took him in my mouth.

I swished my tongue back and forth on the underside of him, cleaning away any of his cum that was left.

I took a deep breath and took him all the way in, I started to gag but I pushed past it and pressed my lips to his body.

I felt beautiful kneeling before him in the New Orleans sunlight. I could feel the warmth on my skin and knew it would light up the red highlights in my hair. His hand reached down and cupped my face and I found myself sighing contentedly.
 
The sigh around my cock sent a shiver up my cock and spine and left me shuddering in pleasure. Her mouth was so delicate, even as she tried to swallow my shaft, and when her nose eventually brushed against my stomach, I was duly impressed.

I looked down at her pretty face, cheeks puffed out with my cock and said, "I am now going to fuck you like you want, and then we are going to dinner."

I moved my hand from her cheek to the top of her head and grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her up. I spun her to face the glass of the door leading to the balcony and pressed her against it.

Kicking her feet apart, I placed my feet outside of hers and guided my cock to her entrance. No sooner had the head pressed against it than I felt her quim seeping out and down my length.

I thrust hard, forcing her face, tits, and shoulder to bounce off the glass as I filled her in the one sharp movement. The sensation as her pussy clutched at me was incredible. She was so damn tight, way tighter than any mother of 2 had the right to be.

I moaned out, "Fuuuuuuck," as my balls slapped her clit.
 
He pressed me to the glass of the french doors. I felt him so hard against me and then he was buried to the hilt in just one stroke. I cried out sharply. My hands were splayed against the glass.

I moaned. It felt so good to be full. I closed my eyes and concentrated on tightening around him. Then he was fucking me good and hard. I tried biting my lip, but I couldn't keep quiet. He was hitting me just right. Each thrust pushed my tits into the glass, flattening them. And his hands. I loved the way his hands just owned me, put me right where he wanted me.

I was quivering with need, literally shaking as he fucked me hard.

"May I cum, Sir?" I asked gasping for breath, my exhales steaming up the glass.
 
After Andi asked if she could cum, I grunted, "Wait."

I has hammering at her pussy exalting in the sensation as she clutched at me. I began spanking her ass slowly but firmly. With each pull of my hips I slapped her ass cheek and watched as it jiggled with the impact.

Her breathing became short and ragged and I knew she wouldn't last much longer before she came. Grabbing her shoulder with my left hand I turned it up so her tits pointed to my right.

I raised my hand and brought it down sharply against the side of her milk filled tit, leaving a hand print. "Now," I growled, "Cum for me now."
 
I cried out sharply when his hand slapped against my breast. I came hard with my face and my breasts flattened to the glass. His cock was buried inside of me. It had been so very long. I shook so hard I was worried that I might break the glass on the door. I heard his growl behind me as he fucked me so very hard.
 
Andi almost collapsed as she came harder than anyone I had every been with. I pressed her against the glass, not moving much until she recovered some. Then I pulled her away from the French door over to the desk.

Folding her over the desk top so that her face was smashed against the wall, I slammed my cock back home in one hard, violent thrust. "Now, slut, I am going to hammer you senseless."
 
He fucked me so hard that the desk rocked and my tiptoes kept leaving the floor. With each thrust my face rubbed against the wall. I whimpered and moaned as he fucked me harder and harder. I tried to contain myself but I couldn't keep quiet. I found myself crying out sharply.

I gripped the sides of the desk.

"Please, Sir. Please, Sir. I am yours. I am all yours." I orgasmed again. My thoughts were gone. I had no words. Just sounds. Just breath. Just sensation. I think I was in this state called sub-space that I had only read about.
 
While her body continued to react to what I was doing to her, And it became limp and incoherent. All noises coming from her sounded nothing human, rather, it was all primal and animalistic.

The only word I could really make out was, "Yours."

That word worked magic on him. It simultaneously brought me to the edge of organ and put it off. My sense of feel, especially that part of buried balls deep in her became almost preternatural. It was as if I could feel each millimeter of her sheath massaging my engorged member.

With one final hard thrust which threatened to sunder the desk below her I came. Harder than I had thought possible before and collapsed on her back, pinning the poor woman to the desk.
 
I shivered underneath him. I loved the feel of being pinned beneath his body.

"Thank you, Sir." I whispered. I sipped in slow, deep breaths. I did my best to stop shaking but it was too much. I had had no idea that it could be like that, that I could let loose like that.

I felt his chest rise and fall and I closed my eyes and listened to his breathing. I allowed myself to just soak up his touch.
 
I noticed that the sky was darkening with sunset and my stomach rumbled it's displeasure at being neglected so long.

I levered myself off Abdi and looked down at her. "Brush your hair and put on a dress and shoes. Nothing else. Do not clean up other than your hair. We are going to dinner."

As she started to move, I grabbed her hair and pulled her down into a kneeling position. "First clean yourself off my cock."
 
He had me by my hair and for a second it startled me and took my breath away. But I told myself to relax, to let him be in control.

I sank to my knees and he told me to clean his cock. I took him in my mouth and sucked him clean. I closed my eyes and sweetly and softly sucked him. I adored him with my mouth.

Then I got up on my feet, just a little unsteady. I dug out my hair brush and smoothed my hair. Then I slithered into my little black dress and a pair of high heeled sandals. My thighs were sticky with his cum and mine, but I didn't wash up. I bit my lip while I waited to see what he wanted next.
 
Holy fucking shit, was all I could think as Andi sucked my cock clean. It was perhaps as loving as any woman suckled me. "Like that, always suck me like that," I moaned at the top of her head.

After she finished, I watched her as she dressed exactly as instructed. I dropped a couple hundred on the bed and said, "Tomorrow, while I am at my conference, I want you to go buy a few of the sluttiest outfits you can find. You will try them on for me after conference, and I will approve them or not."

I dressed quickly and said, "Let's go,"
 
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