Nuzzled up in the warmth and security of Mr. Edwards’— Daniel’s— arms, Clarissa almost forgot herself. She’d slipped into the fantasy life of “Camilla” as easily as dreaming, and found it oh so difficult to think of waking from it. Her gaze slipped down to the coarse, firm hands and their broad fingertips still digging into her sumptuous buxom chest. If he squeezed any harder, it’d feel like he was milking her! Though would that be so bad? Lactating was just another part of actually becoming a MILF, wasn’t it?
Oh, she really ought to get up before she got carried away. Visceral images of Daniel filling her up and outright breeding her poisoned her every thought; she needed to clear her head. Otherwise, she might not be able to get out in time… No clocks in the room to see how late it was. Who knew how long it had been? With a careful push, she tried to peel herself off her crush. He groaned and shifted in his sleep, now draping his muscular, hefty arm over her side. Great, she was pinned! What a lovely and terrible position to be in. As he pulled her in close and nestled his head in the crook of her neck, a searing heat warmed her thickened rear. Mmm, already hard this early?
Clarissa turned a girlish pink as she slid herself against his morning wood. Even with the added ‘confidence’ of the pill, she was still her practically virginal self underneath all this. Though she should be going, she couldn’t help wanting just a little bit more experience before she did? Who knew when she’d get the chance to indulge in the pleasure of riding Mr. Edwards again?
With a soft moan she lowered herself further onto his dick, sandwiching the member between her absolutely juicy thighs. She’d miss them when she turned back, so cushiony, so soft… Her long nailed fingertips dragged along their length as she turned herself on. A tremble caught in her throat as she gasped, suddenly aware of just how wet she was getting. Daniel exhaled right by her ear, hot breath steaming over her. The fact that he hadn’t even woken up yet… She could get addicted to mornings like this.
“Mmm, hungry for more?” He growled, that mature voice of his rumbling in the pit of her full stomach. Clarissa just nodded, craning her head back to expose her neck for him. He dove in to kiss every inch hungrily, drawing a sheepish moan out of her.
She coiled up tight, only drawing him around her more like a blanket. He chuckled. “Aww, am I making you all shy?”
He didn’t know the half of it. Clarissa’s self-assured attitude was melting away by the second, a clear sign the pill must be starting to wear off. But it felt too good— she couldn’t let it end like this! He was still sleepy, maybe if she hurried up and got him to finish, he’d pass back out and she could slip out the door. Yes, yes. Good. Great. Perfect! She was so proud of her quick thinking she didn’t even stop to consider why she was shifting to straddle him. How difficult it was to swing those big, child-bearing hips over his cut groin! She had to lean forward, pressing the weight of her chest into his as she lowered herself back into position. Daniel could only stare up at her with wide, delirious eyes. Before he could say another word, she brought a finger to his lips to shush him.
“Just a quickie, then it’s back to sleep little man,” she teased with a wink. It was the last gasp of flirtation she had in her.
Soon as she eased her aching folds over his cock, her mind went absolutely blank. Clarissa kept her hands planted on his taut stomach, burying her fingers in the curls of his body hair for support. It shouldn’t turn her on this much to see this experienced older man going to putty in her hands. He looked as horned up and nervous as she’d been BEFORE the pill. Utterly enamored, she pounded him raw, each time letting him in deeper and deeper. Maybe he’d be kind enough to lend her his seed as a parting gift? She surprised herself with how lewd she was getting.
Clarissa closed her eyes and enjoyed the ride. So much so that she didn’t notice the subtle shifts in posture as she shrunk from her mature height back down to Clarissa’s 5’4”. Her bouncing, heaving breasts sank in until she couldn’t feel their weight whatsoever. Those thighs shrunk back down to their scrawny size, at least making her more limber. Daniel audibly howled as she tightened into a vice grip around his cock, something which roused her enough to finally realize something was wrong. Time was up— but not just for her.
Clarissa’s mouth hung open as she stared down at Mr. Edwards.