“No. Don’t,” I told him and quickly pushed him away and closed my legs.Derrick stood by the bed and looked at me. He looked both confused and annoyed at the same time.“What’s wrong?” he asked. His voice sounded as if he was frustrated with me. I didn’t blame him.I smiled at him. “I don’t want to do it with my butt half hanging off the bed,” I told him and got off the bed.I neatly folded down my bed comforter to move it out of the way, folded down the blanket above the comforter, and pulled back the top sheet a little. Sheets I could wash when they got messy, but the comforter would have to be dry cleaned. I heard Derrick chuckle at me.“What’s so funny?” I asked.“You,” he told me as I got in the bed and under the sheet. “How anal-retentive you are even when you are about to get fucked.”“I am not,” I told him with a grin. I did not suffer from OCD, but I could be a little anal-retentive, and I liked things organized and neat.I lifted the top sheet of the bed. “So you just going to stand there or join me?” I teased the boy.Derrick looked at his feet as if he was embarrassed. That surprised me after all we had done up to that point.“I don’t have any condoms,” he muttered and looked at me.I smiled. That was sweet of him to think of that.“Well I certainly don’t,” I teased. I liked teasing him. “It’s not like I go around daily picking up young men to have sex with.” “I would never think that of you,” he told me in a serious tone. He didn’t know I was teasing.“Baby, it’s okay,” I assured him. “I can’t get pregnant and unless you go around having sex with skanky girls it’s fine.” I grinned at the boy again. “Plus, you already came in my mouth so, oops, too late now. May have to visit the health department next week to get tested,” I continued to tease him.I didn’t feel the need to tell Derrick why I could not get pregnant. I was pretty sure he would not have understood anyway and discussed when I went through menopause would have been a mood killer. Derrick chuckled and got in the bed with me and I pulled the sheet over our bodies. I turned to my side to face him and he turned on his side to face me. We wrapped our arms around each other. I pressed my body tight against his and moved my head to kiss him. He stopped me and looked at me with a serious expression on his face.“Lori, I don’t have sex with skanky girls. I don’t like skanky girls,” he told me. “I can get tested if you want me to.”“I believe you, darling,” I smiled and moved my hand and ran it over his chest. “Plus I want you so bad right now that I don’t think I could wait a couple of weeks for the test results to come back. I may end up cruising the local college campuses looking for a young frat boy to fuck me,” I continued to tease him.Derrick did not smile at that and I knew he was concerned about what I thought about the type of girls he dated and had sex with. I ran my hand through his hair. I liked his hair. It was soft and fine and came down just below his ears. He normally styled to give it a natural, mussed-up look, but that day after working in the yard it was messy and even still slightly damp from his sweat.“Baby, I believe you,” I told the boy. “I trust you, Derrick.” And I did. Derrick smiled and we started kissing again. I let him push the sheet off our bodies as he rolled me onto my back. When he got on top of me, I spread my legs for him as he started kissing my neck as one of his hands went to my breast and fondled my erect nipple. I felt his hard penis on my stomach.“Ohh, yes, now, Derrick, put it inside me,” I moaned out. He didn’t. “I don’t think I ever heard you say the word fuck before,” he whispered in my ear to tease me. “Or the other filthy words you used.”I was not in the mood to be teased at that moment; I wanted him inside me. Still, I could not help but grin and give a faint giggle. “Do you want to fuck me,” I emphasized the word fuck, “or talk about my unladylike behavior?” “I’d rather you show me your unladylike behavior,” he told me. I laughed at his clever reply. Derrick propped his body up slightly over mine by positioning his arm on the side of my body and using it to prop himself up. He let go of my breasts and brought his hand between his legs. I could feel him searching for the entrance of my pussy with the tip of his cock. He found it quickly.“Wait, wait,” I told him as he was about to enter me. “Go slow, go very slow.”I didn’t want him to go slow because of the size of his penis. Yes, he was maybe an inch and a half or two inches longer than average and the girth was slightly larger than average, but I knew it would not hurt.I didn’t care about the size of the boy’s penis. That was not why I started my affair with him or continued it. I didn’t even know the size of him until I saw his penis naked. I could have cared less how big he was. The size was not a big deal to me at all. If his penis was of average size, I would still have had sex with him that first time and continued after that and xnxx would have been completely satisfied sexually. I wanted him to go slow because it had been years since I had a man’s penis enter me and I wanted to feel it and enjoy it sliding in my pussy.Derrick slowly entered my pussy. He slid in easily due to the wetness between my legs. As the boy entered me slowly, I put my hands on his shoulders and gripped him tight as moaned out. My eyes were closed. I could feel him going inside me; feel how his penis expanded my pussy as the muscles stretched to accommodate him, and how the inside of my pussy hugged his cock tight. It felt wonderful.“Fuck, you are so tight, Lori,” Derrick told me after he was about halfway inside me and stopped. I opened my eyes and saw he was looking down at my face. “More, baby, go deeper,” I told him between my gasps of pleasure.“I like it when you call me baby,” he told me.I moaned out again and then again and then again when Derrick slowly pushed his cock into my pussy. When I felt his pelvis touch mine I knew he was all the way inside me. I moved my hands off of his shoulders, grabbed his face, and pulled him to me. As I started kissing him passionately, he moved one hand under my head and the other to my chest so he could fondle my nipples again. When I felt his finger gently pinch my nipple I moaned into his mouth and thrust my hips up into him. Derrick responded by pulling out of me slightly and thrusting back into me.At first, our movements were awkward and timid as our bodies got to know one another’s and trust each other for such intimacy. I winced a few times as his penis pushed against my cervix until my pussy elongated enough and my cervix moved out of the way to accommodate the boy. Soon the learning curve seemed to be over and our bodies moved in sync as Derrick’s thrusts into me, while still slow, became more powerful and confident. I lifted my legs and wrapped my lower legs around his calves for leverage and thrust upward to meet his downward thrusts. Derrick kept telling me how good my pussy felt. With each thrust into me, I made grunting-like moans and in between told him how good he felt inside me.Derrick smelled good to me; God did he smell good! It was not the smell of that putrid body odor of someone who had not showered in several days, but the scent of fresh sweat and masculinity. That smell aroused me. “Uhhh, God. Uhhh, yes, yes …Uhh, God, do that again,” I moaned out.Derrick had pulled almost out my pussy and when he pushed back in he rotated his hips. He drove his cock deep into me as far as he could and held it in place. With his penis fully in my pussy he started rotating his hips again. It felt great! Derrick repeated the movements several more times and my fingers pressed into his shoulder blades. Derrick was kissing my neck and I made a funny squealing noise when he started kissing and licking my ear and then gently nibbling on my ear lobe. I loved my ears licked and kissed and sucked and nibbled on. It drove me crazy with desire when a man did that to me when we were having sex.Derrick and I continued to have sex. It was akin to making love but I won’t use that term about sex with Derrick, that phrase was reserved for my husband. Still, I highly enjoyed the intimacy and passion of our sexual intercourse. His mouth would go from my neck, to my ears, to my lips and my nipples as we thrust into each other. “Uhh, baby, uhhh, God, Derrick! Uhhh, God, I’m about to cum!” I cried out as I felt my orgasm building. “Don’t stop, Uhh, baby, don’t stop!” I slid my hands down his back and grabbed his butt cheeks, my fingernails digging into his butt cheeks, and I pushed as if to try and get him to go deeper in my pussy. “Cum for me, Lori,” Derrick grunted in my ear. “I want to watch you cum.”When I orgasmed, Derrick lifted his head to see my face, my back arched, and I gave a series of high-pitched cries of ecstasy. Derrick drove his cock deep into my pussy and held it there as I came. I could feel the inside of my pussy contract and release as it spasmed around his penis.“You look and sound so sexy when you cum,” Derrick told me after my orgasm ended.I lay there panting and clutching his back, enjoying the after-orgasm blissful feeling. Derrick didn’t move at first as if he was letting me enjoy the moment but it was not long before he started thrusting into me again. This time his thrusts were harder and faster. I gripped his back but did not raise my butt to meet his thrust, honestly, I was tired and showing my age, but that didn’t mean I did not enjoy him trusting into my pussy with his cock. I did! His tempo soon became harder and while somewhat erratic, still felt great. “Ugh, fuck,” Derrick grunted out and I knew he was about to cum.Unlike me, the boy did not announce he was going to orgasm, but I could tell by his harder and wilder thrusts into me, that his masculine grunts of pleasure had changed, and I felt his body tighten. bakire porno I placed my arms around his neck and used the leverage to pull my head up and started kissing his neck.“Do it inside me,” I whispered into his ear. “I want you to cum inside me.”I gripped tight and kept kissing his neck when he orgasmed. He pushed his cock deep into my pussy, causing me to moan out, and held it there as he came. Derrick’s body clinched and he made short jerking motions inside me as he made loud, masculine grunts of pleasure. He said he liked hearing me orgasm and I liked hearing him also. I could feel his penis pulsing and his cum shooting inside me. It felt so good. “Fuck, Lori, that was so awesome,” the younger man told me after his orgasm ended.“Umm, it was very nice,” I told him. “Very pleasant.” I don’t know why I said very pleasant. It was much more than very pleasant. Derrick didn’t seem to hear me, which was good. I didn’t want to hurt his ego even though he had nothing to worry about there. The sex was great! It didn’t last long, maybe at the most ten minutes, but we didn’t care. We were both completely sated by it. He had lifted his body and head up to look down at me. Unlike me, who was panting and out of breath when my orgasm ended, Derrick was barely breathing hard.“I never fucked a girl without a condom and never came inside a girl,” he told me. “It felt great to do that.”I smiled, I liked that he always wore a condom during sex with other girls; showed he was careful. I pulled his head down and started kissing him again. As we kissed he started to roll off of me. I pressed my body tight to his and rolled with him and once on our sides facing each other I wrapped my leg over his and still hugged his neck. “No, stay inside me,” I told him as he was about to pull out. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of him inside me until he became flaccid. Derrick grinned at me with that charming, boyish grin he had that was so cute and I was sure got him many dates.“I’m curious about something,” I told Derrick as we lay in each other’s arms and I started to run my hand over his chest.“What?” “Don’t laugh and it’s personal so you don’t have to answer,” I said and he nodded. “Where did you learn to do that?”Derrick grinned again and made a small trust inside me. I made a faint moan. While his penis had softened a little, he was not getting flaccid like I thought he would.“Well, Lori, when a man and woman care about each other they start to have these feelings…” He teased.I laughed, “Shut up, silly,” I said and playfully slapped his chest. “I mean earlier. What you did with your fingers and mouth.”“You didn’t like it?” he asked but was smiling.“Stop teasing me. You know I did,” I answered. “Just tell me.”“As you told me earlier,” he started, “I am a horny eighteen-year-old boy with raging hormones. What do you think we do when in our rooms alone with access to the internet?”“Ewww, gross,” I said and giggled, “I don’t want to hear about that.”“You sure didn’t mind watching though,” he kept teasing me. I gave a faint moan again as Derrick made another small thrust into me. He was still not getting flaccid. “Yes I did,” I admitted. Why deny it? He knew I did, I had asked him to, and I would like to watch him do it again another time. I liked him watching me also. I found it a turn-on and erotic. No point in getting embarrassed. “Yeah, porn is a good way to be sexually educated,” I said sarcastically. “like learning to stick your tongue up a girl’s butt.”Derrick blushed that time, “I’m sorry about that, I really am. I would not have assumed you would like it.”“You’ve done it before?” I asked.“A couple of girls let me and I liked doing it,” he admitted.“You don’t think it’s gross? I think it’s disgusting,” I told him and tried not to sound offended by it. Wasn’t offended by it. Just did not want him to do that to me. “Please don’t do that,” I added. It did not come out as me telling him not to but sounded like I was begging him not to make me do that. I found that tone in my voice odd. I cleared my throat so I would sound more normal when I talked.“So what else did these porn sites teach you?” I teased again. Derrick chuckled. “I didn’t mean porn,” he told me. “I am not going to lie and tell you I don’t watch porn, you know that would not be the truth. There are more legit websites with advice from doctors and professional people that have diagrams and everything,” he explained. “The internet can be a good tool to learn about things.”“Well, God bless the internet,” I giggled.I did not care for porn much at all and never had. It just did not do anything for me, and neither did looking at pictures of naked men. I did, however, enjoy erotic story sites. Reading about sex was more of a turn-on for me than watching people have sex. I didn’t care that Derrick watched porn either. That was his business and I knew billions of people watched it. “Have you ever had bedava porno anyone do that to you before?” Derrick asked.I didn’t answer but instead started kissing him again. I had with my husband, who was very good at giving me oral sex and finding my G-spot. I was not going to tell Derrick that, however. My sex life with my husband was personal and off-limits. I was a little flattered he asked that question. He asked it like I was a girl his age who had very limited sexual experiences and that amused me a little. Derrick brought up his hands to my chest and gently fondled my breasts and then nipples. He no longer cared if I answered his question or not. We kissed for a while and I felt his penis, which had not even gotten close to being soft, become fully erect inside me. He rolled me onto my back.“Again?” I asked. “So soon?” I should not have been surprised but I was. The last time I had sex with an eighteen-year-old boy was when I was an eighteen-year-old girl. I may have forgotten how short of a “recovery time” they had and easily they could get erect. Derrick grinned. “This time I am going to try and make it better than very pleasant,” he said.“I didn’t mean…,” I started to try and explain my comment.“Shhh,” he interrupted me and lowered his head and started to kiss me. The young man started to slowly thrust inside me once again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started kissing him back. “Uhh, harder, uhh, baby, go harder,” I encouraged him after about a minute of him going slow.“Are you sure?” he whispered in my ear.“I won’t break, I promise,” I teased. “I’m not that old.”“I don’t like that you…,” Derrick started to say but I kissed him before he could finish. I knew what he was going to say. I knew he was going to tell me he did not like how I referred to my age. I then started kissing his neck again.“Just fuck me, baby,” I whispered into his ear. “Fuck my old pussy with your young cock.”I couldn’t believe I said that. If I had the time to reflect on what I told him, I would have been embarrassed by what I said. I didn’t have time to think about it however because Derrick didn’t give me time to. Derrick placed his hands next to my head, lifted his, and kissed me. As I started kissing him back he slid one hand down under me and cupped my butt cheek and placed the other hand on the small of my back. He then started fucking me. Derrick was eighteen, athletic, and in good shape. He didn’t play football but played baseball for his high school team and during the summer he played organized softball. During the summer he worked for a roofing company and I knew he went to the gym and worked out when he had time but was not obsessed with it. He was in great shape and when he started fucking me he proved how strong he could be and the endurance and stamina he had.His thrusts into my pussy became more powerful and faster. At first, I tried to meet them with my own, but I couldn’t match his pace. I untangled my legs from his calves, held them up and bent them at the knees, dug my fingers into his back, and let him fuck me. As he fucked me at a fast and hard pace, he didn’t talk to me as he did the first time we had sex. There was no one telling me how good my pussy felt or how tight I was. The boy just fucked me and at times let out grunts of excursion. I didn’t say much either. The only sounds I made were loud, feminine, grunting moans each time he thrust into me with an occasional “Oh my, God” or just “Oh, God, Oh, God” repeated several times and the back to my moans. The other sound I could hear was the box spring on the bed squeaking. Maybe it was time for a new box spring and mattress.When I had an orgasm, Derrick did not stop like he did the first time; he just kept fucking me with the same powerful, hard thrusts into my pussy. When I came I dug my fingernails into his back, raised my head, and cried out my high-pitched squealing moan into his neck. After my orgasm ended, the younger boy still kept fucking me.As Derrick continued to fuck me and exert himself, he started to sweat. He was not one hundred percent cooled off from the yard work he did earlier, and it was warm in my house. I liked it warmer than most and hate cold weather and being cold. It was the start of spring weather and I kept the heater set on 74 to keep the morning chill out, but by the time Derrick and I ended up in bed the outside temperature was in the low eighties so it was warm in my house. I liked it that way.He was not dripping sweat, at least not yet, but the times I opened my eyes as he was fucking me, I could see his perspiration on his forehead and his chest. I placed my face and lips on his neck and licked a couple of beads of sweat off of him. I guess I had a fetish for a man’s sweat during sex and foreplay because I always liked it.Derrick kept going and going and was taking a long time, not that I was going to complain. I liked being fucked hard at times as much as I liked the passionate, intimate, slow lovemaking type of sex. Both were equally satisfying to me. I was not surprised he was taking longer because he had already had two orgasms and the last one he had was only several minutes before he started fucking me a second time.