Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 8.3

A few buttons undone of her simple, proper, innocent blue dress revealed her mature yet sexy body naked body. It ends up she wasn’t wearing a bra which was very impressive in my mind of someone her age. Her breasts were still perky, her nipples hard and pointing slightly upwards and my eyes lowered to see she was completely bare down there as well. I looked back at the once star high school football player to see his cock twitching at the sight of her splendid nudity and I couldn’t blame him as I felt myself dripping at the complete sight before me.

“You know the rules, big boy,” I was as she picked up his pants and pulled something out from his pocket, a condom.

She ripped it open with her teeth, and did something I’d never seen anyone do before. She put the condom in her mouth and leaned over slowly letting his massive cock go slowly into her mouth. The expression on his face was one of pure bliss as she made her way down about three quarters of his shaft before pulling back up, gagging slightly as she did.

“I used to take much more than that when I was younger.”

I saw his cock was almost fully covered by the condom and I really wanted to learn how she did that myself. She then pinched the tip and gripped the shaft right below the head with her other hand and slowly slid it down covering the rest of his cock with the silicone protector. Without wasting another second, she crawled up onto the desk with him between her legs, straddling his lap and I wondered how she was going to handle such a massive prick. It was so long that even completely straight, on her knees, there was still a couple of inches stopping her from getting the right angle to get it in.

“My big boy is bigger than usual,” she got up onto her feet, squatting over the tip of his dick, now lowering herself slowly.

I watched as inch after inch slowly vanished inside of her and I felt like a starving girl watching someone eat a delicious hot dog, bite by bite, vanishing as I was dying inside to taste it myself, to eat it and satisfy my hunger. I watched as she was back on her knees once again with her bare pussy rubbing up against his small patch of pubic hair. I’m not sure how she did it, but she managed to bend over and give what looked like a loving kiss to Brian, stroking his face as she gently placed her lips onto his.

“Mmmm,” she began moaning, first out of the satisfaction of what she was doing, “mmmm, so good,” her moans becoming more primal as she began slowly riding him.

I know I’ve had cocks inside of me that big, maybe even bigger, but I’d never seen someone else take one before and I wondered how it was physically possible. From the size, it should have been stabbing her in the stomach from how big it was. Up and down, she went, as high as she could go on her knees, lowering herself till she could fully take it in again, then half way up and back down. It went from climbing that massive stalk to now fucking her needy pussy.

“That’s my fucking good boy, don’t you dare cum till I tell you to,” her eyes closed tight, biting her lip as she talked.

I looked over to see Brian’s face in the same state, his mouth gaped open in pleasure, his eyes shut tight trying to fend off his pending orgasm from coming. I couldn’t help notice they both couldn’t see anything and took the opportunity to try to shift myself to a position where I could touch myself and quietly sank lower into my cover until one of the bean bags made a slight shifting noise and I froze in place along with my heart. But when I looked up, they were still going at it, so wrapped up in their lust and desire that they didn’t even notice. I had to hurry before they finished or if they did hear something that I would be in a position where they were unable to see me. I decided to rip the band-aid off and just quickly lay on the cold tile floor, completely hidden behind the bean bags, covered in plush animals shifting them just slightly so I could see through a small hole I created in my camouflage.

To my surprise, in all my careful shifting, I didn’t notice they had changed position and Mrs. Platt was now bent over the desk and Brian was fucking her from behind with enough force that he was pushing the desk every so often. Her hands gripped the desk tightly as her I could only imagine how her nipples must have felt rubbing up against the cold fake wood of the desk. Watching, I finally had the chance to touch myself as well, to feel some inkling of the pleasure she was experiencing. My left hand trailing up my site to my bare, sensitive breasts, my right making its way to my wanton hole.

I watched as he reached around and started massaging her firm tits with his large, strong hands and I mimicked his actions, wishing they were groping my chest instead. With each thrust of his cock, I started to shove two fingers as deep as they could go into my pussy, but felt that they were nothing in comparison to the intense fucking she was feeling. Like an answer from heaven, I looked to my write for a moment to see the base of that kids stacking toy. You know the one with the rings you stack from largest to smallest, but it was just the rod and the rings were nowhere to be seen.

“I’m getting closer, keep fucking me big boy, be a good boy and finish.”

My mind had only one thought, one need, one answer and without thinking I quickly grabbed the rod, base attached and began to push it inside of me. I didn’t think of if it was too long or too thick, the fact it was a children’s toy, the shame of that fact, all I wanted was to feel what she was, get off before they finished, quench this fire deep inside of me even for a few moments and once it was wet enough and as deep as I could take it, I started fucking myself with it in unison with Brian’s thrusting. If I closed my eyes and focused on the sounds of his pleasure it almost felt like he was really fucking me.