"Fuck... take it." Steven said as he forced her lips to stay sealed around his dick with his fingers.
His cock jerked hard as semen climbed up his dick unloading thick ropes of cum straight down Miss Ann’s throat, his fingers still kept her lips locked in place. "Fuck. Get down on all fours, I can’t wait anymore."
"~ Y-Yes." Miss Ann replied as she immediately turned around and raised her round ass up, getting on all fours.
Miss Ann couldn’t explain what was happening with her body at the moment. She just let her natural female instincts kick in and follow Steven’s orders.
Steven grabbed one of her ass cheeks and squeezed it tightly.
"Fuck, Miss Ann. Your ass is so fucking soft."
"Anhhh~" A big moan escaped from her mouth but Steven didn’t mind to cover it.
Steven bent down and brought his mouth closer to her eyes.
"You don’t want my cock? Moan louder and let the entire hotel know I’m about to fuck you senseless."
As Steven bent down, his cock touched the entrance of her pussy. His cock got soaked wet on contact.
Without delay, Steven shoved his cock into Miss Ann’s soaked pussy.
"Anhhhnnmmm ~ It’s so loong, it’s filling me up... ~ anhhnnn." Miss Ann moaned loudly.
’A real, tight MILF’s pussy,’ Steven thought as he rammed deeper, feeling her slippery walls clamp down on his dick, squeezing him like her pussy was starving for it.
Clap Clap Clap
Steven slammed into Miss Ann’s soaked, twitching pussy like an animal. Wet and filthy claps filled the room and past it. Echoing louder with every brutal thrust.
His cock moved in and out of her pussy, stretching her tight walls around his cock, her juices dripping down his balls and splattering on the mattress.
"Mnnh~ Mnnh~ Mnhhh~" Miss Ann’s moans spilled out loud. Her face was sunk into the mattress, hands tightly gripping and pulling them. Her fat ass jiggled wildly with each brutal thrust.
For twenty minutes, Steven smashed Miss Ann’s pussy.
Her pussy clenched around him, squeezing his cock, milking him as her body refused to let him go.
"Fuck... I’m cumming — I’m gonna fill your filthy MILF cunt with every last drop."
Steven hands gripped her hips hard and yanked her back onto his cock, slamming deep against her dripping pussy lips one last time as he buried himself to the root.
His cock twitched and then he exploded. Thick ropes of cum flooded her womb, pumping into her again and again. His hips bucked with each pulse, forcing every drop deep inside her.
Miss Ann’s body convulsed, her back arching off the mattress as her tongue rolled out of her mouth. She felt his cum filling her up, and attacking the entrance of her womb.
Squirrrrrtt
Her pussy spasmed, messy stream of squirt gushed all over his cock and ruined the mattress as her body shook uncontrollably.
Miss Ann’s body collapsed beneath him, limp from the overwhelming pleasure after so many years.
The only sounds left in the room were two people breathing.
Steven stared at the ceiling. His chest rose and fell slowly while a stupid smile spread across his face.
’So this is what it feels like...’
Beside him, Miss Ann rolled over. Her hair was a mess and her cheeks flushed a deep red.
She crawled across the sheets and pressed herself against his side. Then she draped one leg over his.
"Mmm..."
Her fingertips traced lazy circles on his chest.
"Where did you learn that?"
Steven coughed.
"Learn what?"
She laughed softly and buried her face in his neck and sighed against his skin.
"Never mind. Don’t answer. I don’t want to know."
Steven kept his expression cool and mature. Inside his head, however, he was crying tears of joy.
’Videos. Hundreds of hours of research. Years of dedication. It finally paid off.’
He wanted to stand up and bow to the ceiling but his eyes drifted to the clock on the wall instead, and the smile on his face froze.
10:07 PM.
His stomach dropped.
’No, no. It’s already this late?’
Steven’s shift started at seven in the morning. That meant waking up at five if he wanted to reach the warehouse before his boss did.
Steven closed his eyes for a second. He really didn’t want to leave. Slowly, he placed his hand on Miss Ann’s round heavy ass and gently lifted himself up.
"Anhnn~ You naughty boy."
"I have to go."
The fingers on his chest stopped moving.
"What?" She raised her head. "It’s only ten o’clock."
"That’s the problem." Steven scratched the back of his head and gave her an awkward smile. "I have work tomorrow and I have to be there early."
"Skip it."
"Miss Ann..."
She sat up, and the sheet slid down her shoulders. She grabbed his wrist with both hands, and her lower lip pushed out in a pout that didn’t belong on a grown woman.
But it worked anyway.
"Stay," she said quietly. "Just tonight."
"..."
"You’re too good, Steven. Do you even know that? I haven’t felt like this in... I don’t even remember how long. Don’t leave me like this. I need you."
Steven swallowed.
Those words hit him harder than anything else that night. Nobody had ever needed him before, especially for a good dick.
’Just stay, you idiot.’
His heart was shouting it. But then his boss’s face appeared in his mind.
’That old bastard would fire me on the spot.’
And Steven needed the money.
’Damn it... why does it always come back to money?’
He turned around and cupped Miss Ann’s ass with his hand, feeling the heavy weight of it. She looked up at him, Steven leaned down and kissed her.
His tongue slid against hers, and she melted into him with a small, muffled sound in her throat. Her hands released his wrist and climbed up to his neck, pulling him closer.
When Steven finally pulled back, a thin thread of breath still lingered between their lips.
Her eyes were closed. She looked dazed.
"I’ll be back tomorrow," he whispered. "Right after work."
Her eyes opened.
"...Really?"
"Really."
The change on her face was instant.
The pout disappeared, her whole face lit up, and she sat upright quickly.
"Then I’ll be ready for you!"
She bit her lip and smiled at him in a way that made his knees weak.
"Don’t be late, Steven. Or I’ll start without you."
Steven laughed awkwardly, grabbed his shirt from the floor, and almost put it on backwards.
Miss Ann giggled behind him.
Steven walked slowly towards the main road with his hands in his pockets.
He couldn’t stop smiling.
He was twenty two years old and tonight was the first time in his entire life that he had done it.
’She didn’t laugh at me. She didn’t say it was bad. She even begged me to stay.’
He replayed it in his head. The way she clung to him. The way she said his name. The way she called him too good.
A slow realization crept into his mind.
’Does that mean I’m actually gifted.’
He had a 9 inch dick so it wasn’t an overkill to say that.
He nearly laughed out loud. All those years of staring at his phone and wondering if something was wrong with him, and the entire time he had a hidden SSS-RANK talent.
Then a question appeared in his mind.
’So why the hell was I a virgin for twenty two years?’
He frowned.
’It doesn’t make sense. Someone with my kind of talent should have been popular, wanted and chased after.’
He thought about it but still couldn’t find an answer when he reached the end of the road. A traffic light stood at the junction, glowing a steady red.
Steven stopped and waited until the light turned green. He stepped off the curb, still smiling.
He was already counting the hours. Tomorrow’s shift suddenly felt like the longest sentence in the world. Eight hours. Nine, if his boss decided to hold them back. Why couldn’t time just move faster?
He was halfway across the road when a strange glow appeared at the corner of his vision.
At first, he thought it was just another streetlight. But it grew brighter and then it exploded into a harsh white glare that swallowed the entire left side of the road.
Steven turned his head.
Two blinding lights were rushing towards him.
His eyes squeezed shut, and his arm shot up instinctively to cover his face.
’Wha...’
There was a deafening horn. A scream of tires.
And then...
THUM!
The world flipped and the impact hit him like a wall of solid iron slamming into his side.
His body left the ground and for one moment, he floated. Then the road came rushing up to meet him.
He crashed down hard on the asphalt and tumbled across it. His arms and legs flopped uselessly around him like a doll’s, scraping against the ground until he finally came to a stop on his back.
Then the pain arrived.
Something warm and thick was rising in his throat, and he coughed, only for it to spill out of his mouth and run down his cheek.
Blood.
The taste of it was bitter and metallic, and it filled his mouth until he could barely breathe.
"Cough... cough..."
Far away, a woman was screaming.
"Oh my God! Somebody call an ambulance!"
Steven stared up at the sky. The stars looked blurry. Wobbling.
’Am I dying?’
The thought came slowly, as though even his mind was struggling to move.
The last thing Steven felt was the cold finally reaching his chest, and then...
Darkness.