Taboo Boss - Older Man Younger Woman Romance

Tom’s strong hands clamped down on my thighs, holding me in place as I wriggled and writhed in his grip. His tongue pressed into my clit, and he seemed to derive pleasure in how much I bucked under him as he lapped me up. When I finally stopped shaking, I looked down and we made eye contact over my soft mound, and a burst of unbridled desire welled up in me. I pulled him up and slid out of the chair, turning him by his hips so he switched places with me. I yanked on his belt as our mouths met for another kiss, and his hands slid down to clasp my ass, clenching hard.

I could feel his hard, thick erection pressing against my core through his pants, and as I undid the belt, he nudged it toward me. One hand slid down to rub over the edge of it while the other undid the button of his slacks. When his pants dropped to the ground. I pushed him gently in the center of his chest, and he sat down in the chair. Kneeling between his legs, I pulled his waistband down slowly, my eyes trained on his own until the last moment.

Suddenly, his cock sprung free, as I got the boxers the rest of the way down, and my vision tunneled on it. He was huge and thick, and I wasted little time wrapping one hand around its base. He groaned as he undid the buttons of his shirt, opening them the rest of the way to reveal the chiseled abs underneath I had glimpsed earlier when he woke up. I scooted forward and met him with another kiss while I stroked him, the head of his long, incredible cock bouncing against one of my breasts.

I made my way down his neck, kissing him as he had done for me, until I was tracing my tongue over the ridges of his muscular chest and stomach. I tried to pace myself, but I was too excited, too eager, and I plunged my lips over the head of his cock, tasting the salty fluids that had gathered there. I circled my tongue around it, then slid him deep down my throat, trying to let myself relax so he could go as deeply as possible. The loud, rumbling groan from above me rattled through his body, and I felt the vibration on my tongue. As I slid back up, I stroked him, and his head fell back as he enjoyed the sensation.

I bobbed on him, feeling him harden even more under my grasp until suddenly, he grasped my hair and pulled me up. I thought he was going to guide me in a rhythm, but instead, he sat forward, pressing his mouth onto mine in a searing kiss and then guiding me to stand.

“Bedroom,” he growled, and the sound of his deep voice commanding me sent a shiver up my spine.

I darted into the bedroom and dove on top of the mattress, turning to face him. As he climbed in, he pulled at my legs so I landed on my back giggling. Climbing on top of me, his cock slid through my soaking folds and I braced myself for his colossal length to fill me. As the head found my opening, Tom leaned down to kiss me again, and I cried out into his mouth when his cock plunged into me.

He held me there, as my body shook and stretched, and I felt incredible ecstasy. Grasping the comforter, I balled it up in my hands and then dropped it to reach back, grabbing the rails of the bed frame for support. His hands slid up my body until they clasped around mine, and he rocked back before driving even deeper inside me.

I wrapped my legs around him, holding him deep in my pussy, trying to find some measure of control. But the oncoming wave of another powerful orgasm was beginning to crash around me, and Tom continued to pound deep inside. His grip over my hands on the railing tightened as he rocked into me, and our eyes locked together. I watched as the pressure to release built on his face and the intensity and speed of his thrusts increased.

The climax began to bubble over, and I lost control of time, no longer paying any attention to the world around me, only existing in that very moment, our bodies locked together, his thick cock slamming into my soaked pussy. A roar built up from deep in his chest, and I let myself release along with him. My entire body lit up as he came, exploding inside me and filling me with his seed. I tensed along with him as he thrust a few more times, milking him for every drop until we both collapsed into each other, sweat beading from our brows, and the taste of one another on our lips.