She felt his hands returning to her hips as hers dropped down to his chest and roamed along his body. Grabbing at his skin as she moaned and arched her back, pressing her hips further against his cock. Christine soon felt his length explode within her as Paul had reached his orgasm, the sensation of his thick load filled her up completely as she felt her pussy pulsing against his throbbing cock. Shortly after, Paul collapsed on top of Mrs. Rogers with a heaving breath. She ran her fingers through his hair as she laid there beneath him.
Slowly stirring she whispered, “We need to talk, Paul…”
She gently pushed her way from under him as she stood up and quickly dressed again, picking up her phone before leading him to the living room and sitting down with a plop. She gestured for him to sit down next to her as she reached for a nearby throw blanket and covered herself up while adjusting her once shoved bra.
Christine looked to the young man, studying his face. “I firstly want to know what was the slap for?”
“I’m sorry Christine I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he replied, looking away in embarrassment, “it was sort of like an instant reaction to you hitting me. I didn’t really know what I was doing.”
She looked beyond Paul for a moment, “Oh, okay… I guess that is understandable… I have a slight confession though… I have some darker fantasies that I have had for a while, ones that I keep very quiet about. Not even my husband knows about them. I have ravishment fantasies, the force you used…to take me… Well it turned me on, it was as though you didn’t care if you were raping me or not.”
“Oh… I think I understand now. So, that was why you finally gave in and let me fuck you. Me overpowering you turned you on?”
“Yes, that is why I gave in and caved…but no one else can find out. It MUST stay between us. I’m more than happy to keep it all a secret and continue seeing you. I loved the way you fucked me over the last two days, it’s so much more exciting than with my husband… How would you feel about helping me explore my fantasies further.”
“This has been the best experience of my life,” the teenager smiled at her, “and of course I want to go on fucking you but what do you mean about exploring your fantasies further?”
“I mean… Maybe something like a fantasy rape where you take me against my will, all for fun of course. I’d want you to surprise me to make it as realistic as possible… but there are limits.” She pulled the throw blanket closer to herself playing with the edging of it.
“Wow, that sounds so exciting. So, you mean as well as fucking you normally… you want me to pretend to rape you?” he replied, getting ready turned on. “To actually take you when you’re not expecting it?”
“Yes… but there has got to be limits. I don’t want any bruises; you can slap me lightly just as long as there are no visible marks left. Hair pulling is fine, I didn’t know that I would be into the next thing, which was light choking. I didn’t realize I would be so turned on when you put your hands around me and started choking. That would be okay, but only lightly. Other than that you can take me as roughly as you want.”
“Jesus, Mrs. Rogers… You really mean that? I can actually kinda rape you? Are you sure?”
She smiled while looking into his eyes, “Well… yeah. I’m certain. I think we can have a lot of fun together.”
“Er …. Exactly how would it work though? Would you give me periods to work with like in the next couple of days or would you be more specific. Like say within the next week and also would you tell me where you wanted it to happen?”
“I don’t know… A long a period as possible I suppose, so I wouldn’t be expecting it. It would have to act it out sometime when your parents and my husband are away to be safe.”
“You think we could do that? You really think it would work? God that sounds so exciting. So as well as being able to fuck my favorite MILF, I can get to kinda rape you?”
“Mmmhmmm, Indeed you do. And yes I think we could as long we are careful about it.” as she nodded her head in agreement.
The teenager smiled and slid a hand underneath the throw blanket cupping her full round breast. “All this talk has turned me on so much that I want to fuck you again right now.”
Just as he leaned forward to kiss his hot neighbor, her phone began to ring with a text. “Stop, Paul… I need to check what this is.”
She glanced down and saw the message from her husband. She read it and held it so Paul could look at it for himself. “Hi, love. Just had a quick drink with my buddies and I’m just about to start for home. Should be back in about 20min. Do you want me to pick up food on the way back?”
Paul looked disappointed as she said she had to go straight away to take a shower and tidy herself up before John got back.
“Never mind, lover… Tomorrow is Sunday and John will be away all day on a fishing trip. You can come over and take your time fucking me.”
She leaned down and rubbed his bulging cock as she gave him a deep French kiss before getting up from the couch and running out the door with her blouse pulled shut. Christine made her way down the walkway and soon to hers in no time. She moved up towards her door as she let her blouse fall open as she went through the entryway.
Once inside Mrs. Rogers removed her shirt and went upstairs to her bedroom where she gathered a dress from her closet. Something simple to throw on once she had finished tidying up. She stuffed the beaten shirt into a nearby drawer of her dresser and made her way to the bathroom. She quickly undressed and then stepped into the shower and washed herself off and took the time to allow her fingers to roam over everywhere Paul had touched her. Remembering the experience fondly.
Afterwards she went back downstairs as John was walking in the door and greeted her with a warm welcome. “You look like you’re glowing, absolutely beautiful”
Christine immediately blushed as she looked to John and stepped onto the landing of the stairs. “Thank you, I spent some time out in the sun by the pool.”
