It had been two weeks since Saree and I had given each other a show, and me leaving it to her to make the next move, hoping I had given her all the incentive and motivation she needed. Nothing had come from her except social pleasantries and conversations about her yard. It had gone from just mowing the lawn to putting in flower beds to attract bees and Hummingbirds, with the hint of adding a vegetable garden. We work well together despite the sexual tension in the air between us. I was aware of the longing, yet questioning looks Saree sent my way when she didn't think I knew she was watching me. I returned them with the same amount of hunger, letting her know I remembered our introduction and wanted more. Saree would stand there looking confused and needy until she couldn't take in more and move out of my sight.
"Come on, Saree, the ball is in your court. Make a move!' I would whisper in frustration and longing to her retreating form.
After a long hot, tiring, and dirty construction job, the thought of having a cold one and a shower was on my mind. I arrived to find that I had a visitor sitting on my front porch, someone that stopped me in my tracks. Saree, wearing a form-fitting yellow sundress, glowed against the warm chocolate brown of her skin. Her dark hair was a loose free mass of curls that drifted around her bare shoulders. We stood there momentarily, taking in the view before I moved around her and opened the door to my home. I showed her to the living room when I wanted to show her to my bedroom and then went off to wash away the grime and stink of the day.
As I stood there under the water, showering down over my body, the fact that Saree was in my home was on my mind. She had me wondering, hoping she would come and do what I did, maybe even more. I could wish, right I thought as I washed away the day, then I felt a small hand on my back.
Her touch quieted my mind, allowing me to relax in the moment and her touch. Saree started to wash my back after taking the soap from me, moving down my ass and then to the rest of my body. When she arrived in front of me, my cock was sticking out from my body so hard that it hurt. Leaning against the shower tile wall, I could only watch as Saree continued her hand-washing me as her hands and fingers kneaded the flesh of my chest, pinching my nipples. Sending me into rapture caused me to close my eyes, moaning loudly about the pleasure of receiving her attention. Moving down my body, Saree continued washing me, alternating between the washcloth, her hands, and her fingers. Upon reaching my belly button, she stopped, and I opened my eyes in time to see her slide her index finger into the hole. In anticipation, I waited to see what she would do next.
At that point, thinking that my cock couldn't get harder, Saree proved me wrong. By sucking my right nipple into her mouth as she circled her finger around my navel. I couldn't think I, I, I What the Fuck!!! He had me coming, but Saree stopped that by wrapping her hands around the bases of my cock and squeezing. First lightly, then increasing as the shower water beat down on us, adding to my overloading nervous system. The more she sucked at my nipple and squeezed my cock at the base caused my blood pressure to rise to the point that I thought I might cum through my skin! My body was shaking so hard, and I may have lost consciousness for a moment as I found myself on the shower floor with Saree putting a condom on my cock. Looking into my eyes, she slower her pussy down onto my cock one fucking inch at a time until she is seated. Her eyes told me all she was going to ride me hard and wet. Her pussy muscle started squeezing me like a surround massage that, despite the condom coverage, I could feel her heat, and it was like nothing I had ever felt. It was new to me, so all I could do was lay there and enjoy the fucking. Combine with her enormous heavy tits swinging in my face and those amazing nipples, I came hard and loud. I was roaring her name while begging for more. Saree came screaming mine after sending a challenging upward thrust, meeting Saree's on the way down. We lost all control and brutally fucking each other until we could move no more.
I didn't return to myself until Saree rose off me, leaving me under the shower of cool water and the condom on my dick. Sometime later, it seemed maybe not. I found the strength to get up off the floor and rinsed off after removing the condom.
Outside the bathroom, I noticed footprints on the rug in the hallway that led to my bedroom. I guess Saree was making her move. I found her drying herself off with a towel she had taken from the linen closet in the hallway to my bedroom. I stood there enjoying the view as cock came to life, giving a full salute. Saree had her back to me seems focused on her task at hand, yet every positioning of her luscious body presented a tan zing seductive lure. Drying her legs and then the top of her feet, Saree turned her round plumb ass my way and gave so that all I could do was stand there with my mouth open. She showed me her intimated spots, wet and tight, waiting for me to play in them again. After was seemed like forever, Saree stood up and went up to her tiptoes, stretching her body. Her ass tightened, and her breasts pushed out as she moved to extend every limp of her body. That was my undoing. I found myself in the room, moving with her in my arms toward my bed.
Stopping at the foot of it, I placed Saree on the white sheets I had put on the bed this morning. Between smile and laughter, she laid back and arranged herself even more seductively than she had when she presented her ass to me. Legs spread just enough, exposing her mauve-colored hairless pussy to me, nestled among her thick, firm thighs. I wanted to linger there, but I continued looking up at her body, taking in her smooth chocolate skin, contrasting with the dark chocolate color of her large areolas and big nipples. If reading my mind, Saree started fondling her breasts, spreading her legs further apart, reminding me what had happened in the bathroom. Her actions brought every part of me to attend and had me licking my lips in anticipation as I took in the vision of Saree. A roar came from deep inside and escaped my mouth as I fell upon the woman on the bed. We quickly dissolved into a tornado of arms and legs with hungry mouths stirring our lust.
Kissing my way down her body, I sucked Saree's right plump nipple into my mouth, teasing and sucking as my hands claimed every inch of her. I had her so rallied up that Saree was chanting my name and begged me to fuck her.
"It was not happening, babe. No time soon. You have been on my mind since you moved into the neighborhood. I will take my time and explore every inch of you, and then, if you are a good girl, I might fuck you."
Burying my face, her pussy was warm, juicy, and fragrant. I licked and sucked at every inch of it, sending Saree into a bone rattle orgasm. I stopped to take time to look at my handiwork and was pleased. Saree was a lovely wreck. Tears streamed out her eyes, moaning my name as orgasmic waves of pleasure overrun her. Then flipping Saree over onto her stomach, I pushed her knees. This position exposed her pussy and asshole to me. I took a moment to relish the sight before me again and to smack that fat tight ass of hers, first one cheek, then the other. Creating a rhythm that seemed to have her begging me more, it made me smile, and it made me hungry. My fingers found their way into each hole, testing and gauging what I had to do to get there despite Saree being so wet and ready for me. I spanked her pussy and asshole with two fingers and sent Saree into another orgasm. I left her writhing on the bed, tearing off the rest of the bedding while I got what I would need for my next foray into her body. With condoms in and lube encase, I decided it was time to give Saree what she had been begging for.
Just as she was at what seemed to be the end of her orgasm, I pushed her back into place, and without any announcement, I shoved my thick length into her pussy. Saree shot up like I had hit her with a cattle prod clinging to the sheets that remained under her fist. I was not gentle or offered a warning. I fucked her hard and fast at first, then slowed down and pulled out to the end of my cock. Sending Saree into a cursing, howling, begging verbal rampage that only stopped when I shoved my cock back up to my balls. Holding myself in place, fighting my body, and the need to come was eating away at my reserves. Quickly, gathering myself, I reached deeper into my reserves and started fucking Saree in a way that left her speechless and reduced to a shaking mass of flesh in total submission to her orgasm. The sight was beautiful to behold, and I could tell she was finished, for now, so I thought I would join her.
Saree flipped over, took me down onto the bed beside her, and climbed on top of me. The look on her face was feral, driven by need. Shocked by what I had assumed and now what I was seeing, I was taken by further surprise when she climbed onto my cock and started to ride me. Saree locked her body around my cock and held on. Between the grabbing massage of the muscular walls of her pussy and the madding kisses that she gave me. Saree road me like she was beyond caring as she slammed herself down on my cock.
My orgasm hit me so hard that I came screaming, roaring her name amid curses and other guttural noises. Somehow, I was back on top with me driving Saree into the mattress, the bedding gone. The head broad repeatedly banged against the wall denting it and knocking off paster.
With a roar from me and a scream from Saree, we came seemingly together, crashing hard into each other with a bruising force that also caused the bed to crash to the floor, taking us with it.
Sometime later, after laying within the tangle of each arm and leg, hot and sweaty, we talked in whispers. Touching as we did, not to arouse but to offer assurance and comfort. Saree was the first to fall asleep, lightly snoring as she did so, which I found enduring. I slowly drifted off and was almost there when a thought occurred. What happened to the condom? My eyes shot open, and I thought about looking around for it after realizing that it wasn't where it was supposed to be. Well, it would be something else we will have to discuss later after I get a new bed.