DIARY OF A TEENAGE MILKMAN

I swear my cock grew another inch when she said that, I’d never been so turned on, just when I thought she couldn’t arouse me any more than she already had that evening she’d done it again. I better not fuck this up and cum too soon, I wanted to watch her take my cum in her mouth, “Better not to think about that scenario.” I told myself, “It will be much better to experience it rather than be left apologising for not holding on till she came.” Linda started to grind her pussy into my groin, “Enough chit-chat, we don’t have all night, you better fuck me now or get your clothes on and go home.” Linda said, trying to look stern barely resisting the temptation to laugh. I wiggled my hips in return, before pulling back till just the head of my cock was inside her before driving deep inside her hot wet pussy as she tightened her cunt muscles around my shaft. A few more strokes and we quickly found a rhythm, Linda would tighten her grip on my shaft as I plunged inside her, my balls slapping her arse, then relax a moment before tightening as I withdrew. I leant back as far as I could so I could reach down with my left hand to find her clit, taking it gently to rub it between my finger and thumb. Linda moaned, I stopped playing with her clit as I re-entered the depths of her quim then rubbed again on the outstroke. Linda moaned again, I quickened the pace, re-doubled my attention to her clit making her moan even louder. “Yes, yes, yes” she cried, “like that, just like that, don’t stop, don’t ever stop.” Sweat was pouring from my forehead, my back was soaked, Linda’s legs were starting to slip from my shoulders, it was difficult for me to keep fucking her, playing with her clit and keep the same position.
I grabbed hold of Linda’s left leg with my free right hand to keep it in place and she let the other slip from my shoulder, spreading it as wide as she could. I heaved her right leg as high as I could, lifting her bum off the bed, shuffling forward on my knees to keep her arse in the air by resting it on my thighs. Positions re-arranged we continued, finding our old rhythm with ease, much better, I felt I could get even deeper inside her. Linda’s cries continued and increased in volume as I plunged deeper, grunting with the f***e as my balls slapped her arse. Eventually this position became tiring too, my legs were beginning to cramp, “Stop, stop.” Linda cried, “Let me go on top.” I withdrew from her pussy and sat back on my heels as Linda rolled over to give me room to lie down. “Ok big boy, time for aunt Linda to get her rocks off.” She swung her left leg over my body and sat on my thighs, taking my cock in both hands, giving it a few firm strokes. Then she raised her butt from my legs and moved forward positioning herself above my cock which she still held in her right hand. Then she maneuvered it till she found what she was looking for, the entrance to her waiting pussy. She stroked the head of my cock backward and forwards over her clit a few times before lowering herself onto it with a satisfied sigh.
Linda was in control, I was a mere passenger, at least I could play with those big titties that were swinging above me, I was in heaven. I took one in each hand and squeezed them, kneading them like dough, just the way she liked it, I hoped. Linda looked as if she was enjoying it as much as I was, her head shaking from side to side, eyes closed, mouth open, she would raise herself up until just the head of my cock was inside her then plunge her hips downward till her arse slapped down on my thighs. She was leaning back as far as she could, her left hand on my knee, her left playing with her clit, driving herself into a state of sexual frenzy by the look of things. I’d never imagined sex might be as good as this, if this was what it was like my first time then I thought the next time would kill me. My heart was racing, bl**d pumping from my brain to my cock which felt as if it was going to explode, I wasn’t ready to cum just yet, it was just throbbing that much that I really thought it would blow up. I was beginning to feel light headed, my head was spinning, I could feel my heart beating in my head, only poppers have ever come close to the feeling I experienced that night. Linda was wailing like a woman possessed, I was expecting the police to burst in the door any second to rescue her from a deranged killer. “Sshh, sshh, you’ll have the neighbours calling the police.” I told her, “They’ll think you are being murdered.” It suddenly occurred to me that if this was what she was like with a first-timer like me then the neighbours would probably be used to the nocturnal noises that came from Linda’s home when she had a visitor, no wonder she’d arranged for her daughter to go out for the night, nobody could live with a racket like this? Not that I was complaining, I was loving every second of it, as long as she came before the fire brigade broke down the doors with axes.