Middle Class Mums Pt. 03

Part 3 of a series called Middle Class Mums

'Christ, you look like a bag of shit'.

Johns words first thing in the morning didn't help how Dave was feeling.

'Cheers mate' Dave replied in a non too friendly tone. 'I didn't get much sleep last night'.

'Alice's food that bad?' John asked.

'Must have been something.. I didn't even make it to bed. I sat in the chair all night, that's why I'm in the same clothes as yesterday'.

Dave lied. He had been at Alice's all night and was exhausted.

Ten years ago, he might have got away with it but not now he was in his sixties.

Who was he kidding? Maybe 40 years ago, but now? No chance.

'This might take a couple of days to recover from', he thought to himself.

'You better go home mate. You'll be no good to me today'.

John tried his best at offering sympathy, but underneath, he wasn't happy.

Dave picked his car keys, phone and wallet up and got back into his car and drove home.

Hot tap full on. Standing underneath the jet powered waterfall and he let the hot water run over his head and down his body.

He stayed in this position for a few minutes until the intensity of the thin lines of water began to hurt his head where it relentlessly hit the same spot.

He turned his face up, reached out and squirted two globs of shower gel into his hand and began to lather his face, hair and body.

He was paying particular attention to his genitals, which got a lot of use and attention over the past 8 hours or so.

He even attempted to give himself an erection in a vain attempt to masturbate in the shower, but he was far too tender and sore right now.

He stepped out the cubicle, dried himself and slowly walked towards his bedroom, pulled back the duvet and climbed in. 'I'll tidy up later', he thought to himself.

Even though his body was on the verge of collapse, his mind was racing and reliving the previous nights events.

The meal, fucking Alice doggy style in her living room, the amount of spanks he gave her, the redness of her cheeks and how she brought herself off whilst he bit her hard.

Then of course, the 'afters' which happened in her marital bedroom.

He remembered lying next to her on her bed and her passionate kisses.

Until that point, they hadn't actually kissed, but he'd felt how she used her mouth elsewhere on his body.

She was gentle, as well as passionate.

After each kiss, she'd look at Dave deep into his eyes, and then leant in for another.

Their tongues slid against each others in an almost romantic embrace.

Their hands were stroking each other's bodies gently.

Dave had physically hurt Alice earlier that evening, and although that was demanded by her, this felt nice and it showed her softer side.

Dave's cock had regained its rigidity and was poking into Alice's thigh, and he remembered her rolling onto her back and he then moving on top of her and they began to make love.

Such a different sensation from the evenings earlier activities.

He recalled them kissing as they were in the act of love making, and how when he went to kiss her neck, she pulled him away, frightened of any marks being left that she couldn't cover up.

He also remembered how during the night, he was woken by a hand rubbing his cock.

Alice had at some point reached over while Dave had drifted into a much needed sleep and started to play with his flaccid piece of flesh.

Once he and it had 'woken up', Alice had given him a relaxing blow job.

She could have performed this act while he slept, but she wanted to ensure he enjoyed it as much as she did, especially by swallowing every last drop of cum he managed to deliver.

She topped that off by a giving him a deep french kiss where he could taste himself.

He found it erotic then and thinking of it now made him smile.

Finally, before he left this morning, he was requested to mount her and fuck her doggy style one more time in her marital bed.

He was blowing on empty, so he was pretty sure there was no major spillage to clear up from the sheets, but he did know he slammed into her for a good period of time before they both climaxed.

Dave had intended on going home first before work, so he could shower and grab a change of clothes, but Alice's needs put paid to that.

At least he got a day off out of it.

A beep indicating he'd received a message woke Dave up.

He picked the phone up and noticed the time. 6.30pm.

He'd been asleep for almost 9 and a half hours and 'missed' the day.

The message was from an unknown number. He opened it and read, 'sorry, got your number from John. All ok. Thanks for the coq au vin. A'.

Dave was a creature of habit. Not obsessive, but he liked routine.

It worked for him.

He'd lived with a chaotic person before, and it eventually drove him crazy.

All his working life he'd been reliable, worked to the highest standards, followed the rules and achieved much within the organisations he worked for, and this also followed into his personal life as a single man.

Laundry day: Wednesday. Full house clean: Saturday, Weekly shop: Sunday.

This routine worked well for him and ensured it all got completed without having to worry about other chores and tasks. It also gave him time to potentially pursue other interests and hobbies.

Sunday at the local supermarket tended to be a bit more of a gentle experience as most families tended do their shopping on Saturday.

He'd witnessed it, unhappy families arguing about dinner plans for the week, blocking other shoppers from getting to items on the shelves and the stress of pushing a pyramid of products around to eventually having to take out a second mortgage to pay for it all.

At times like that, he was glad he was single.

Another nice thing about shopping on a Sunday is he began to notice the same faces. Pleasantries were often exchanged mid aisle.

Even the odd harmless flirt too.

Waitrose, Sunday morning, and Dave is pushing his trolly around, ticking off items on his list as he went about his shopping as normal when his concentration was broken.

'Hi', said the voice.

Dave turned round and saw Alice's neighbour, Kelly standing behind him.

Dave seemed startled, 'Oh, hi. How are you? You're Alice's neighbour, aren't you?' He didn't want it too obvious that he recognised her as he had only seen her the twice before.

'Hi, yes that's me'. She replied.

Kelly looked to the floor, it seemed that she was upset and didn't want to make too much eye contact.

Dave used his best 'dad humour' to try and get a smile from her by raising his pen to his lips and did an awful Groucho Marx impression by saying, 'do you come here often?'

Kelly immediately burst into tears.

'Jeez, I didn't think it was that bad' Dave said.

Kelly spluttered and the tears turned to a mixture of laughs and tears.

'Oh shit, I'm sorry. No, it wasn't that bad. Well, actually, it was'.

They both began laughing like idiots while other shoppers were trying to get past them.

'Look', said Dave, 'I normally have a coffee at the Costa's next door before I go home to unload my shopping. Why don't I buy you a coffee when you've finished your shopping and you can tell me what the problem is?

Or, you can tell me to mind my own business and you can still just enjoy a coffee on me? How does that sound?'

Kelly nodded and agreed to meet him there once she'd finished her own shopping.

Dave placed himself on a table for two in a quiet corner away from the tills and the bustle of the customers.

He'd ordered himself his usual order: a cappuccino and a pan au raisin, but didn't order Kelly anything, in case she didn't show.

He'd almost given up hope of her showing, when he saw her standing in the doorway.

He stood up and waved to her, then beckoned her over. 'What would you like? My treat'.

'No, it's ok. I feel embarrassed for blubbing like that'.

'I didn't see it' Dave said with a reassuring smile.

After calming her nerves and confirming her order, Dave came back with a flat white and a blueberry muffin.

'So, what's up?'

'Nothing really. It's silly'. Replied Kelly.

'It's got to be something to bring you to a Supermarket on a Sunday?' Questioned Dave.

Kelly took a breath and replied, 'I just needed to get out from the house. I feel so trapped in there, day after day. Housework, kids, husband. Sometimes I just want to scream and leave it all behind. I need some excitement. I just happened to see you and thought I'd say hello and just brighten my day. I'm obviously more depressed than I realised'.

Dave was showing some concern, 'Do you not have any hobbies? Part time job?'

'I used to manage a hotel, that big one out of town, but when I had my son, I took maternity leave... and never went back. Normal story I guess, lots of support initially and it was fun. Then after a while, you're on your own. It does get lonely'.

'Your son, he's what age?' Dave enquired.

'He's the same as Alice's youngest. That's how we met'.

'Oh, the 'middle class mums', Dave said jokingly.

'I hate that title, but yes, that's what Alice calls us'.

'Do they not support you or offer help? Looks like you need it?'.

'Not really, we only get together to celebrate birthdays, anniversaries and stuff. They're party girls. I'm not. They're more interested in getting drunk'.

Kelly took a sip from her coffee but before she could take another, she began to sob again.

Dave looked around concerned. To the outsider, it looked like a marital argument or break up.

He reached out and touched Kelly's wrist which seemed to calm her down.

'Thank you', she said between sniffs. 'I'm sorry, I should go'.

'Wait, look', Dave gripped her wrist a bit tighter. 'I've an idea'.

'What's that?'

'You're lonely, yes? You need someone to talk to, just as a friend, yea?'

All through Dave's words, Kelly was nodding.

'So, why don't I become that person you have a chat with? We could meet here every Sunday. I come here anyway to do my weekly shop, so you won't be putting me out. It just depends on whether it fits your schedule and whether you want to, of course'.

'That sounds good, thank you. I'd like that'.

'Great stuff. I trust your husband won't find it weird?'.

'There's nothing to tell him. I'm going shopping and meeting a friend for coffee'.

'Ha, of course. Look, here's my number if you change your mind. Just let me know'.

Dave tore up his shopping list and wrote his number on the back of the scrap of paper, then handed it to Kelly. He didn't really see the harm as he didn't expect to see her and he thought she'd text at some point to cancel.

As they stood to leave, Kelly leaned over and kissed Dave gently on the cheek, and said, 'Thank you, my round next week'. Then turned and left.

Dave watched her cross the car park and get into her car.

His opinion of her was that she was sad.

It seemed her life had beaten her down.

To him, her current lifestyle meant she no longer took any self care.

At a guess, Dave thought she was in her late 40's.

Her shoulder length hair was straight and grey with a centre parting. Her two front top teeth stuck out slightly and had a small gap between them. She wore an old baggy olive green t-shirt, her jeans were scruffy and looked ill fitting and her trainers had seen better days.

He guessed that sex had not been something she enjoyed for a long time, but that was fine, because this was an innocent friendly thing happening. Wasn't it?

The following Sunday came around and there hadn't been any messages from Kelly.

He was looking forward to seeing her and hoped she was in a better frame of mind and was happier.

He had almost come to the end of his shopping trip and was putting some frozen items in the trolly when he saw Kelly.

'Sorry I'm late'. She was panting out of breath.

'I had to drop the kid off at football, then I couldn't find a parking spot'.

'Oh dear', Dave laughed. 'Did you want to leave it for today? I've nearly finished and you've not started yet?'.

'No!' Kelly responded in a firm manner. 'I've been looking forward to this. But can we skip the coffee today? I've only got a while before I pick him up from the game'.

'What did you have in mind?' Dave asked.

'Can we sit in the car and chat instead?'.

'Yea, sure. Where you parked? I'll pay for these then put them in my car then find you?'.

'Ok. I've a blue BMW SUV. I found a spot over the far side of the car park. Meet you there?'.

'Sure, see you in a few minutes'.

Once Dave had put his groceries in his car, he walked to the far side of the car park to find Kelly's car. It wasn't hard to find as it was the only car in the line.

He tapped on the window and Kelly let him in.

'Did you scare them off with your parking?' Dave joked.

'Must've'. She replied with a grin.

They spent a few minutes catching up on weeks events.

Work, family life. Then Kelly changed subject.

'I spoke to Alice the other day'.

'Oh yea, what about?' Dave asked.

'Just about you. What you did over the two evenings you spent together'.

'Oh yea?' Dave was equally perplexed as to where this was going and worried about who else might know, ie Alice's husband.

'I've realised that what I'm missing and what I need is sex. I need an affair or a damn good seeing to occasionally. And what I understand from Alice is you deliver the goods, so to speak'.

'Oh jeez'. Said Dave.

'This is all a bit serious. I thought you needed a shoulder to cry on?'.

'I do, but I also need a good hard fuck occasionally too. Alice told me everything including how much cum you deliver, and Dave, I need it. I want it, and I'm going to have it'.

Kelly had changed instantly from a downtrodden and trapped housewife into a determined woman with seemingly one objective.

Her hand which was resting on the gearstick started to imitate a masturbation motion.

'Can I hold it? No one will see, that's why I parked this way and in this location'.

'What about your kids' football game?' Dave asked.

'I've 30 minutes yet' she said checking her phone. Her hand moved from the stick to his groin and found the lump she was looking for and began to squeeze. Soon enough it began to get hard under the jean fabric.

'There it is...' she mumbled to herself under her breath. 'Kiss me. Please'.

Kelly leant over, placed her lips onto Dave's and stayed there for a minute or so. She pulled away, smiled then leaned back over and began to kiss Dave again, only this time she pushed her tongue through her lips which touched Dave's lips.

He got the hint and opened his mouth to receive Kelly's tongue and soon they were embraced in a passionate kiss.

Kelly's hand had begun to tug at Dave's flies and managed to pull them down enough to create just enough room to get her fingers inside.

By now, Dave had a full erection and needed to help Kelly by unfastening his jeans. He then slid them and his boxers down over his hips to his thighs.

His cock by now was pointing straight up and was throbbing in anticipation.

'Oh wow' sighed Kelly, who grasped Dave's rigid tool and began to slowly move her hand up and down in a similar motion to what the gear stick had previously enjoyed.

'Have you tissues? I make a mess' Dave asked.

'Hopefully you'll tell me when you're about to cum'. Kelly replied. 'If you produce anything like what Alice said, I'll swallow what I can then mop up the rest. I have tissues in the glove box.'

Dave laid back in the car seat and placed his hand under Kelly's t-shirt and found one of her breasts and began squeezing one of her nipples through the bra fabric.

Kelly began to moan and kissed Dave with a bit more urgency in reaction to Dave's fingers on her nipple.

Dave knew what they were doing in a public place was so risky, he decided not to lift her shirt but carried on squeezing the best he could under her shirt.

Kelly's hand was working wonders on his cock and he had begun to produce a stream of precum which she was spreading over his helmet with her thumb.

The excitement of being wanked off in a public car park by a woman who was full of lust was getting too much for Dave to control himself, and soon he was warning Kelly by saying 'I'm cumming'.

Immediately, Kelly moved her mouth down to cover his purple, wet head and began to pump his cock with her mouth, her head moving up and down in rapid, rhythmic motion.

As she was working on his cock, Kelly was making moaning noises like she was eating the most delicious meal she'd ever tasted.

Dave's hands rested gently on the back of Kelly's head enjoying Kelly's mouth.

His own noises of pleasure was filling the car, and the tingling tell take signs began in his thighs.

'I'm cumming' he called, but Kelly didn't seem to notice and kept her head moving up and down the full length of his cock.

As soon as the first jet of sperm erupted out of his slit, he held her head in place and began to fuck her mouth.

'Fucking hell' he cried as he emptied his nut contents into her eager mouth and throat.

Five thick ropes of salty cum flooded her mouth with smaller spurts following on.

Kelly tried her best to swallow it all, but some flowed from the sides of her mouth and onto Dave's thighs.

As he was shooting his load into Kelly's mouth, he noticed a car pull up next to them which had a young couple inside.

They noticed Dave and gave him a quizzical look, but as Kelly had finished swallowing, her head became visible to the couple who then quickly drove away and parked elsewhere.

'Wonder if they had the same idea' thought Dave.

'Alice was right about the volume. Delicious, thank you'.

'My pleasure'. Laughed Dave.

'Now I need to find out if the rest is true'

'Whats that?' Dave enquired.

'That you fuck like an animal'.

Dave snorted a laugh at that comment. 'Well, I'm not sure I fuck like an animal, but doggy always seems to be the favourite position.

My days of fucking in supermarket car parks are probably behind me, and I need to get my shopping away before some of it thaws. I'm assuming your place is out of bounds, so you'd better come to mine, unless you prefer somewhere else?'

'No, no. Yours is fine. Obviously not today.. football, kid, blah', Kelly rolled her eyes as she spoke the last few words. 'Next Sunday? I can sneak away during the game?'

'No, that doesn't give you a lot of time and that's a lot of running around. Besides, I like my routine and shopping on Sundays suits me. I'm free most afternoons. Does that help?'.

Kelly thought for a while. 'Yes, as long as I'm back by 4.30, that works for me. What days?'

Dave was taken aback by the word 'days'. Did she actually mean more than one meeting in a week?.

'I'm free Thursday, if that fits?' Dave spoke before Kelly could say anything else. '3 onwards?'.

He already knew Kelly would be on a tight schedule, and in some ways he hoped she'd say 'no'. This was in danger of getting messy if he wasn't careful and not the kind of mess he'd enjoy.

'Perfect. I'll be there'. Kelly, leant over, kissed Dave on the cheek. 'I really need this, thank you'.

Dave got out of the car and began walking back to his own vehicle.

'What the fuck have I agreed to?' He thought to himself.

Later that evening, Dave was slumped in his armchair watching some mind numbing program on tv when his phone pinged. A message from Alice.

'Just heard about earlier today. Jealous. A'.

As he was reading this message, another arrived from an unknown number. 'Thanks for the shopping. I can still taste you. Looking forward to Thursday. X'. Obviously from Kelly.

Images of both Alice and Kelly began to fill Dave's mind. His cock grew hard, and he pulled it out from his boxers. He then began to slowly rub his shaft the full length, noting that every down stroke made his cock twitch and every up stroke produced a glob of pre-cum.

He imagined both ladies kneeling in front of him taking turns of sucking his cock. He wondered who he would finish in if this actually happened.

The image was so powerful and the thoughts turned him on so much that it didn't take him long to feel the tell tale signs of his imminent ejaculation being very close.

He kept his eyes closed and layed his head back as the first thick rope of cum erupted from his cock, arcing through the air and landing across his t-shirt. There was so much force to his spurt, the initial sperm rope landed on his neck. Four more spurts followed which also landed on his shirt covered chest.

Dave's heart raced as he recovered from cumming so heavily.

After a few minutes, his pulse neared its normal level and he then removed his shirt, put it in the washing machine, and went to bed.

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'You got much on tonight?' John called to Dave as they were leaving work.

'Nah, normal Thursday. Quiet night in. Might watch that new series on Netflix that everyone's talking about. You?'

'Yea, Thursday quiz at the Three Apples. It's a biggie'.

'Oh yea, good luck'.

Dave knew it was a quiz night as it's all they talk about at work really. John always talked about the previous nights results, where they were in the league and tested Dave out on some of the questions they got wrong to see if he knew them. Mostly he did, which gave him a huge glow of self satisfaction.

Dave was also trying to play it calm about getting home as soon as possible as he won't have a lot of time before Kelly was due to visit.

When he got in, he did a quick tidy up, changed his shirt and put on some deodorant, just in case today's work efforts made him smell a bit stale.

The door bell rang. Dave opened the door and let Kelly in.

She wore a similar set of clothing to what she wore the other day: an old baggy blue t-shirt, baggy well worn jeans and a pair of crocs. 'Not the clothes of a seductress', he thought.

No words were spoken as Kelly immediately stepped into Dave's arms and began kissing him.

Pecks on the lips grew into longer, more passionate kisses. She ran her hand through his hair, looked at him and said, 'take me to bed and fuck me'.

Dave smiled at her and said, 'hmmm, ok then'. He took her hand and led her upstairs into his bedroom.

'Curtains open or closed?', he asked thinking she might be a bit shy and want a bit of mystique.

'Open's fine by me', as she pushed back Dave onto the bed so he was sitting on the edge.

She took a step back and lifted her shirt over her head revealing that she was not wearing a bra.

Her breasts were on the small side, slightly saggy due to her age and no doubt breast feeding her child when it was a baby.

Her nipples were dark and thick, which stood out like cigar butts.

Dave reached out and pulled Kelly towards him and began to suck on her left nipple, causing Kelly to take a sharp intake of breath followed by a moan.

She gripped Dave's head and pulled it closer to her body.

'Mmmmm, that feels so good' Kelly moaned as Dave flicked the tip with his tongue then started to gently chew the piece of flesh in his mouth.

Dave's hands unbuttoned Kelly's jeans, pulled down the zip and slowly tugged the fabric down over her hips until gravity helped it in its way and the material rested in her calves.

She wasn't wearing any panties either. 'This woman came prepared', he thought.

Dave switched nipples, placed each hand onto Kelly's bum cheeks and pulled her lower half onto him.

Kelly leant down and pulled Dave's shirt from the hem up over his head, but stopped before it fully came off.

She leant down, kissed him, making sure her tongue met his, then pushed him back so he was lying in his bed with his shirt acting as a blindfold, his arms also restrained within the garment.

Kelly released herself from the kiss and began to gently lick down Dave's body until she reached his nipples and began to circle them with her tongue.

Dave groaned not only at the feeling as he adored his nipples being licked, but also at the expectation of what Kelly might do next.

Her hand reached down and began to unfasten Dave's belt whilst she was sucking and nibbling Dave's now hardened and sensitive nipples. The gap in her teeth matched the shape and size of his nipple perfectly.

He managed to release one arm, reached down and pushed as much of his clothing down as far as he could, his cock was already extremely hard in reaction from what Kelly was doing with her mouth further up his body.

Kelly moved her hand down until she found his man flesh and began to stroke him slowly.

'Fucking hell' moaned Dave.

'Does that feel good? Want me to stop?' Kelly teased.

'Don't you fucking dare' growled Dave.

'What will you do if I stop?' Kelly continued teasing.

'Probably teach you a lesson you'll never forget'

'Ooh, promises'. Kelly stopped, stood up and kicked off her clothes fully. 'Gonna teach me, are you?'

Dave removed his temporary blindfold along with his other clothing.

'Damn fucking right I am'.

Kelly was standing in front of him and this was the first time he'd seen her fully naked.

She was trim and in reasonable shape. No real body fat, and you could make out her rib cage quite easily, just a few stretch lines, but they suited her.

But what really took Dave's attention was the full bush of pubes on her pussy. As grey as her head hair, but it looked fantastic to Dave.

'Mmmmm, lovely', Dave mumbled as he reached out and placed two fingers into her bush.

He gently rubbed between Kelly's legs and soon found the entrance to her pussy which was surprisingly wet.

'Jeez Dave, you've magic fingers', Kelly moaned as Dave's fingers entered her.

She had to grip his shoulders to stop herself from falling over as she'd also raised herself onto her tiptoes so he could gain a better entrance.

Her tits were hanging invitingly in front of Dave's mouth and he began to suck on each one.

Kelly drew a sharp intake of breath and shook.

'Goddamit' she called.

Dave could feel a sudden flow as Kelly had just cum on his fingers.

'One - nil to you', Dave said jokingly.

'Shut up and lay back', Kelly pushed Dave until he was fully on his back and she continued to manoeuvre until her wet pussy was over his mouth.

Dave enjoyed eating pussy, but had never had one with so much hair. His tongue found her clit and began to lick and suck on Kelly's sensitive area.

'Good boy, goood booy', Kelly repeated over and over as she ground her wetness over Dave's face.

'Fukkin Goddamnit', called Kelly again.

'Two- nil?' Dave mumbled from between her legs.

'Uh huh', Kelly replied, nodding her head, out of breath.

The room temperature had warmed up, so both were beginning to sweat.

'Ready for the hat-trick?' Dave chuckled as he climbed out from under Kelly.

'Ooh yes please'. Kelly said gleefully.

Dave moved round behind Kelly and ran the head of his cock from back to front along Kelly's pussy.

She was already dripping from cumming twice, but even though he had lots of precum, he wanted to spread her juice over his cock head for a nice smooth entry.

He grabbed her pert arse cheeks and spread them to expose her puckered arse ring as well as her gaping cunt.

'Don't suppose you fancy having your arse fucked do you?'

'No! That would be an own goal' Kelly replied, somewhat miffed, but Dave cut her complaint short by sliding his dick into her waiting opening.

'Oh yes, yes, yes'. Gasped Kelly. 'Deeper, please' she added.

Dave obliged by pulling out just a bit then pushing himself back in.

'That's it. Deeper still, faster' cried Kelly.

Dave picked up the tempo.

His shaft was covered in a bubbling film of pussy juice.

Kelly was enjoying his cock and so was her cunt.

'Harder, please. Fuck me like you fucked Alice'. Kelly was almost pleading.

Dave spanked one of Kelly's cheeks. 'Like this?'

'Oh yes, love it. More, firmer. Kelly replied.

Dave continued to fuck her at a pace, his balls smacking her clit as he reached his limit and with every out stroke, he slapped one of Kelly's cheeks until she was bright red.

He remembered that Alice liked her hair being pulled, so he reached out and took hold of Kelly's hair in one hand and yanked her head back.

'Fuck yes, treat me like the whore I am. The cheating whore fucking someone behind her husbands back'

Dave changed his angle slightly and managed to place his left foot onto Kelly's face and pinned her down as he pummelled her from behind.

She garbled something into the bedsheets, but cramp soon set into Dave's leg.

As he pulled his leg back round, he collapsed forwards, his hand placed between Kelly's shoulder blades.

'Fuck me, fuck me. Own me'.

Kelly felt Dave's hand on her and loved how she was being pushed down into the bedclothes by this man.

She needed excitement and this was exactly what she was receiving.

'Good girl' Dave called to her. 'You're mine now, you little slut'.

'I am!' was all she could reply.

Although he was getting out of breath, he found this position perfect for when he was deep

Inside her, he could grind his swollen cock around.

It felt like he was mixing her insides up and both he and Kelly loved the feeling especially when his shaft rubbed along the front wall and hit her g-spot.

He noticed the first tell tale signs that he was approaching his climax and reverted to gripping Kelly's arse cheeks and pulled her firmly onto him for the final few deep thrusts.

Just as he was about to cum, Dave pulled out of Kelly's now destroyed cunt and finished himself off with his hand.

'Fuck!.... Fuck!..... Fuck!... Fuck!.... Fffuck!' Groaned Dave, and with every expletive, he shot a thick line of cum from his twitching cock which landed across Kelly's shoulders.

Five lines of cum, which looked like creamy fingers where the hot liquid landed, which was quite ironic in a way as his hand had been in exactly the same position just a few seconds earlier, his hand was pinning her down as he was fucking Kelly from behind for all he was worth.

He collapsed onto the bed next to Kelly, his head and chest covered in sweat and his heart beating so hard he thought it was going to burst through his rib cage.

Kelly stayed in the position that Dave had just fucked her in.

Head down on the mattress, arched back and her rear end high in the air.

She turned her head to where Dave had crashed, and between catching her breath, she gasped, 'fuck me, Alice was right'.

'Three - one?' Dave asked through his gasps.

'Fuck no, more like ten' replied an equally out of breath Kelly.

'Fuck, is that the time?!' Kelly suddenly snapped out of her post coital trance. 'I've got to go'.

She quickly got dressed as Dave watched her.

I'll shower when I get in' Kelly said, explaining an answer to Dave to a question he didn't ask. 'Next week, if not before', she blew Dave a kiss and was gone. He heard the front door close and lay there for a few minutes, then drifted off to sleep.