In The Heat Of Passion (4)



I took the whole of his sweet looking Anaconda in my mouth. And believe me, it is quite a mouthful. One of the things that excited me about MD is the fact that, despite the big age difference between us, he never disappointed me in bed. The man never made me wish I was with a younger man whenever we made love. And this is largely due to his sweet and big looking Anaconda. MD had quite a power house inside his boxers which made it utterly difficult for me to go hungry for a younger lover. If I hadn’t known Jerry even before I met I met MD, he certainly would not have found his way into my life. And that is the gospel truth.

“Ah, yes…that is really good..” MD moaned as I ran my tongue un and down his sugar stick. From the corner of my eyes, I watched him as he closed his eyes in absolute ecstasy. He was loving every minute of it. This has always been MD’s weakness. Whenever I wanted to drive MD crazy and needed him to do something for me, all I needed to do was give him a special blow job, and before you know it, you’ve got what you wanted.

As I worked on his dick, I let my fingers crawl all the way up to his chest, rubbing my hands on his hairy chest and playing with his thick nipples. His sugar stick had grown really hard and huge now. I was already soaked wet myself and I needed him inside me like never before. But I knew I had to wait for MD. He never likes to be hurried into doing his thing.

Soon, he reached for my hand and pulled me up. He had had enough blow job, now he wanted to play with my boobs. He always told me he loved my boobs and he showed it whenever we made love. MD could never make love to me without paying adequate attention to my boobs. He took my nipples in his mouth, one after the other, and sucked them silly. At that point, my entire body was starting to come alive. It was when MD slid a finger inside my soaked and dripping honey pot that a huge explosion took place inside my head. Give it to MD, he certainly knew how to use his fingers. He ran circles round the tip edge of my pussy, playing with the tip of my clitoris.

“Oh, gosh!” I let out a groan as my entire body shivered under his soft and tender touch. “I’m really wet now, MD,” I told him, hoping he would understand that I needed him to come in and finish what he started inside of me.

But MD merely looked into my eyes and smiled. “I know you’re wet, darling, but don’t you worry, I will give you what you want soon,” he assured me. My eyes were half open now. They had grown hazy with hunger for MD. But I had no choice. I had to wait for him. He was a man who always loved to take his time. He never liked to be rushed into doing anything, especially making love.

I held on tight onto him, wrapping my arms firmly around his neck as I kissed him passionately.  As he responded to my kiss, his finger was probing deep into my pussy, tickling my clits and sending me into wild ecstasy. And when he was sure he had got me to the place he wanted to take me, MD slowly mounted me, scooped up my boobs in his hands to lick them hungrily before gently guiding his big, strong Anaconda down into my heavily soaked and waiting pussy….

The sensation I felt inside me was indescribable. I felt my head explode into a thousand pieces as MD drove his sugar stick gently down the tunnel of my heavenly treasure. The sweet bitter pain I felt as he brushed past the inner walls of my honey pot sent a hot surge of blood running through my veins. It was as though MD hadn’t made love to me before. He touched down the very depth of my soul and came up gently, only to come right inside almost immediately, this time, a lot harder and faster. I closed my eyes in ecstasy and dug my nails into his back as I held onto him tightly like I was scared he could leave me any moment. That was when I knew I was in trouble, MD was on fire tonight…

“Ah…MD, you’re killing me, I swear….” I moaned gently into his ears.

“You are killing me more, my baby, you’re just too sweet…” he responded, his voice thick and heavy.

Even as he responded, he didn’t break the action, every thrust was strong and deep. I looked up and gazed hard into his eyes, wondering how much of what he was giving was still left inside him. And, just as though he could read my mind, the man grabbed my legs and lifted them up high up in the air, using his hands to keep them up. No wonder he was mad with me for daring to go out and leaving him back home in the house without giving a hoot about the hunger he was feeling inside. He was really very hungry for me. I had never felt his sugar stick that wickedly strong and hard before. And as he dug in and out of pussy already soaked and creamy pussy, I wondered how long it would take for MD to quell the hunger inside him this time and satisfy the hunger inside him.

The man was still not satisfied enough. He lifted me up gently and placed one of the pillows under my ass, lifting me up slightly. This gave him the perfect position to penetrate me even deeper. When he drove down inside me and touched that sensitive floor base, I let out a loud scream and dug my claws into his wide and hairy chest. Then, slowly, deliberately, MD increased the tempo. He increased the pace of his thrust. It was coming faster now and every thrust seemed to be going inside my tummy and out of my mouth. It was painful, yet sweet and blissful. If truth be told, I didn’t want him to ever to stop.

“MD…’re driving me…driving me crazy…” I struggled to speak. My voice seemed heavy and under the same spell MD had put me.

“Are you sure?” he asked, a little smile on his face. He was obviously pleased with himself and proud of what he was doing to me.

Slowly, with my eyes half opened, I nodded. “Y-yes..yes…” I answered.

That response only fuelled his desire even more. He spread my legs wider, still hanging them up in the air, and dug into me with more ferocity.

“That’s why I was waiting for you…,” MD said softly, looking into my eyes. “I knew I was really hungry for you and if I didn’t have you right away I could run totally mad..”

…to be continued