Ms. Nancy, Part Three

"How much time do we have," I asked?

"Maybe 20 minutes," she replied.

"Can I do it again?"

She responded, "Let's try something different."

She took the small bottle of baby oil and poured it into her hand. She reached out and gently rubbed it all over my now throbbing cock, sending electric waves of pleasure through my entire body.

"Lock your hands behind your back," she commanded, "and don't think this gives you permission to touch me."

I obeyed. I tilted my head back as I drifted into a tidal wave of pleasure as this beautiful, forty something woman began to rub her fingertips up and down my swollen cock.

"You have a beautiful penis, I loved seeing it that night you masturbated in my bedroom and then earlier today." She whispered, acting as though she might be overheard. "I've always admired your smooth muscles and your slender physique. But I had no idea you were hiding this treasure."

Her left hand began tugging gently on my testicles and she began stroking my penis slowly and gently. A low moan revealed the utter pleasure she was providing. The baby oil was a perfect lubricant, as her hand felt so soft and perfect kneading my shaft. She gently pulled her palm over my cockhead, causing my hips to jerk in response.

"Sensitive, are we," she looked up at me and smiled. I looked down at her, not believing that my masturbation fantasy was actually doing the masturbating for me. "I love what you're doing to me." I responded in a small, soft voice. "I've never felt anything like this before."

"You need to hurry." She responded. "Jack or Larry might be home soon and if so, you're a pervert standing naked and hard out on my patio and I had no idea you were here."

With that, she began to quicken her pace, going all the way down my shaft and up over the head, watching my hips jerk with each stroke and listening to my quickening breath. She smiled at me with her pearly white teeth as I stared into her eyes. Her bra-less breasts jiggled beneath her t-shirt as she rubbed my hard-on back and forth. The sight was breathtaking.

Then she did something I will never forget. She took her left hand away from my testicles and plunged it down the front of her tight jeans, toward her pussy. I looked down and saw the outline of her hand as she started tickling her clit. "Ummmmmmm," she moaned softly and thrust her own head back, signaling her own growing pleasure.

With this vision of loveliness tugging on me and pleasuring herself, I lasted but a few minutes. My breathing quickened, the waves of electricity began to sweep over me, and with a loud groan, I told her, "I'm going to cum."

"Give it to me, you sexy man," was her husky reply, and with that she thrust her now clothing covered breasts in front of me and I exploded again, this time on her t-shirt. Not as much as before, but far more pleasurable. She stroked me through my orgasm and continued to tickle her clit. Her t-shirt was now covered with cum inside and out and she began to rock back and forth as obvious waves of ecstacy swept through her.

I stood there, taking it all in. In all my "vast" 18 years of experience, I had never seen anything like this and I thought I like never would again.

She didn't let me go, but held on long after I had been spent as she reached her own climax.

It was heaven.

Then I heard the front door to her house open and my best friend called out "We're back Mom!"
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2 years ago
Obviously, it went downhill from here.