Lost Universe

Josephine was a whirlwind. Hot mom with a few layers of complications turned into one hot mess. But I loved every second of it. Slowly getting more and more intoxicated in her essence, only to be thrown out of her pocket universe. The likelihood of her to read this is bleak, but I one can hope. 

She looks like your average mommy. Gandang filipina, glasses, coke bottle figure but with a little more yumminess on the right places. Hindi talaga akalain what she can do, and what she has done for the sake of satisfying her desires. Rough, numerous, aggressive, carnal… all in stark contrast of her pureness of smile, beauty, and heart.

We’ve been talking for a while, slowly peeling the skins and flesh of the onion, making thoughtful connection, flirty machinations, helping her along the way. 

Our first meeting was light, bubbly conversation over cake and coffee. Our conversations went over closing. We continued our chika sa car, driving about until I had to go back to my obligations. All the while my hand was on her open thigh, grazing inwards ever so slowly. In our call on my drive back, she was saying she wanted to fuck me then and there na! She kept herself as best as she could.

The next date happened, showered, and dimmed lights as she requested. We started our dance. As I entered her sphere of comfort, I can’t get enough of her scent, her warmth, her longing. I was not like what she was used to. I’ve always been tender but hungry. Devouring her nape, breathing in her hair, lavishly smothering her with kisses as I drew her tongue out to play.

I worked my way down around her breasts, across every nipple, underneath the breasts sipping every taste of her. I loved how the hairs of her body tenderly caressed my face as I travel from one zone to another.
She squirms in pleasure as I run my lips down her navel, breathing in the scent of her pubes as I skip her mound to jump over the crooks of her groin, licking it around in full up and down. The moist of her pussy wetting my cheeks and I haven’t even touched her pussy a single time.

I straddle her legs around my back, I position myself slightly off center to have a little bit more movement, preparing myself for the dive.

The ritual is as before, starting with the letters of the alphabet. Her moans are now screaming pockets of pleasures. I haven’t finished the intro sequence yet and she cums on my face, drenching me with her full sweet nectar. I was hard a rock and hungry for more.

I continue, and in just matter of minutes she cums again. Thena gain, then again. It’s as if I’ve broken a dam of pleasure in her, unlocking her primal sexual avatar. I add a finger, she goes ballistic. Shaking uncontrollably, ramming my face hard down on her mound. Another finger, rubbing the underside of her pussy sending explosions of sensation to her gspot and she convulses as she cums yet again. I honestly could not get enough of her, I loved how I could make her feel, I loved how she would curse at me, shout, laugh and just be pleasured uncontrollably.

I let her rest a bit before I mount her for the next stage. While she and I took a sip of water. I kissed her again as I just couldn’t get enough of her. I rushed downwards to eat her yet again, missing the feel of her on my face, missing the sound of her voice as she cums again in a matter of moments. As she wriggled in pleasure, I spread her legs around me as I entered her. She cums again. The amount of pleasure sends her back, arms raised as if in defeat, surrendering her soul to me for that moment. My thrusts became instinctual, I navigate my hands around her body, her armpits, her neck, her mouth. She sucks hard on my fingers, same fingers that was just in her moments ago.

She cums yet again, and again. She mounts me from above, now I get to admire her full breasts. Her beautiful face, delirious in pleasure, excitement, and admiration.

I adored her that moment, and focused back on giving her pleasure.

She was wondering why I haven’t cum yet, told her in my age, I can only do it once, so you can cum all you want, and I will when you tell me when. And orgasm after orgasm she did. We hugged and fucked hard in a sitting position. Her arms barely around me but her grasp was like a bear trying to pull me in her more than I could physically be. 

We kissed lovingly as we fucked. Her round plump ass, wrapped fully in the palm of my hand, thrusting forcefully onto my hard member, ever waiting for the command. 

She was all but spent, legs trembling as she let herself fall gently beside me. Cum for me baby.  That I did. Wads of myself was all over her in moments. Secretly I wanted to make her cum more. But I feared I might push her over the edge.

This happened a couple of times, a few dates, daily conversations. All the while, she was nursing a wound in her heart I could not mend nor did she want me to. She saw a possibility in me, her body and mind yearned for me, but her heart was with another mistake.

 And so just like that she disappears, leaves without a trace except a last message, she knew she was trapped, but her heart dictated her decision for her, although when her lover asked her if there was one she would come back to, without skipping a beat, she told him it would always be me.