Summertime Loving

While Travis contemplated how to transition into another position as soon as she came again, the moment arrived. As her body shuddered with pleasure, he seized her hands and raised her to her feet, pushing her against the wall with a firm yet tender grip. He began fucking her again, this time with even more intensity than before. Her cheeks jiggled like a flowing river with each rapid thrust, the sound echoing throughout the room.

*Pa*Pa*Pa*Pa*Pa*

The relentless pounding continued, the rhythm keeping the other women in the house awake. They were well aware of what was happening and had prepared themselves with books and other distractions to occupy their time through the night, ready to endure until dawn broke.

"Fuck me hard, baby!!" she cried out, her voice filled with urgency and desire.

Travis was already delivering powerful thrusts, but if she wanted him to go harder, he was more than willing to oblige. He turned her around, lifting one of her legs and placing it on his shoulder, granting him maximum access to her wet pussy. As he began to move again, they faced each other, feeling the palpable lust radiating between them, each thrust deepening their connection as they indulged in the pleasure they created together.

More hours passed as they moved together like rabbits, lost in their primal desires. Travis came inside her multiple times during the night, yet he didn't stop; the pleasure was too intoxicating to resist. As the clock struck 2 PM, he finally reached his last release, painting Judith's body with his semen as she lay on the bed, utterly spent. Her skin glistened, a testament to their wild night, the remnants of their passion mingling on her form.

Her pussy was leaking a mixture of his cum and her juices. Her whole body was covered in white jizz, the whole room was exposed in this aroma of sex.

Travis got off her and settled onto his side, breathless and spent. He had come more than he ever had before, a mind-blowing experience that felt surreal in this world.

He sighed contentedly, turning his face towards her as she mirrored his movement. Both wore satisfied smiles, their eyes sparkling with the remnants of shared ecstasy, a silent acknowledgment of the intimate journey they had just experienced together. The atmosphere was heavy with a lingering warmth, the remnants of their passion still hanging in the air, binding them in a moment of pure connection.

Travis acted nonchalant, but in truth, he wished he could've continued, at least for another few hours.

"Guess I'll have to take care of things myself later," he thought with a wry grin.

"That was...amazing," Judith murmured, snuggling up to him, her body still flushed and glistening. She looked up at him, her expression one of pure bliss.

"Yeah, it really was," he replied, pulling her close in a tender embrace.

"I just wanna slee...," she started to say, but her words faded as she drifted off. Travis smiled, slipping out of bed and gently covering her with a blanket.

"I should get going," he thought, making his way toward the door, distracted by plans for what came next. But just as he opened it, he froze.

Judith's mother stood right there, eyes wide with surprise.

'Oh no...this is bad,' he thought, caught off guard.

As her gaze slowly traveled upward, taking in the full view of his physique, she blushed, her eyes lingering a little longer than necessary.

'Wow…' she thought, feeling her cheeks heat up as she quickly looked up, meeting his eyes, a flustered look crossing her face as she realized she'd been caught staring.

"Umm hello," she greeted.

Travis knew who she was but honestly didn't know how to respond. She'd been listening to them, which was weird, but then again, that was something he'd thought about experiencing later in life. Since it happened sooner, he found himself smirking.

"You must be Judith's mother," he said, pulling her into a hug. Beth, taken aback, nervously tried to push him back, but he held her firmly, feeling solid and unyielding like a wall.

"Umm, yes, you must be Travis," she replied, a bit flustered as he finally released her and took a step back.

"Oh, Judith's already told you about me. That saves us some time," he said casually. "Well, I should probably get dressed." He turned and disappeared into the room to put his clothes back on.

"I'll be waiting downstairs. If you want to take a shower, you're welcome to," Beth said quickly before making a hasty exit.

Travis smirked to himself. 'That was a good first impression. Since I plan on taking everyone in this whole town.'

Beth hurried to the sink, gripping the counter as she turned on the tap and brought handfuls of cool water to her lips. She drank in quick gulps, trying to steady her racing heart and calm her trembling hands. Her entire body was buzzing in a way she hadn't felt in years, a kind of quickened warmth that caught her off guard. This wasn't new to her, but she'd never experienced it this suddenly. This was middle-aged arousal—a surge she thought she'd left behind.

There was an undeniable allure, particularly for younger men, in the thrill of an encounter with an older woman. For some, the thought of seducing a "cougar" was an enticing notch on their belt—if they had the boldness to go for it.

Beth took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to shake the image of what she'd just witnessed, but her mind kept circling back to it, her pulse spiking each time.

'I can't just leave the house. I'll sit here until he's gone,' she resolved, nervously pacing as she replayed the scene in her head.

Upstairs, Travis stood under the steaming water, letting it relax him as he belted out the best opening from Gintama. It was his favorite, something he found himself humming more often than he'd admit.

And, well, mine too.

TO BE CONTINUED