Reconnecting

Eventually, she came down from her mind-shattering orgasm, and her grip around my waist loosened enough so that I could continue fucking her. I could feel myself getting close, and I wanted to get off again. Kayla had the same idea and was meeting every thrust with her own as we continued to make out like two kids in heat. She started cumming again a few moments later, another intense climax that forced her to scream in my mouth again.

Once she recovered from the second one, she pulled her lips off mine, our breath mingling as we gulped down mouthfuls of oxygen.

"Cum for me, baby," she panted as her lips brushed mine. "If you've been dreaming about it for years, this is your chance. Cum in your babysitter's pussy."

That sent me over the edge; I gritted my teeth and groaned, once more feeling my balls preparing to inject another load inside Kayla's sweet petals. One hand squeezed the shit out of her tit, and I heard her hiss in pleasure; the other slid up her neck and behind her head, entwining fingers through her hair and gripping it tight.

My groan was starting to get loud, and she reached up, grabbed my face, and pulled it to hers to swallow my scream as I unloaded deep inside my old babysitter's womb. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, and my world became a narrow sensation of feeling my cock squeezed by her cunt, and her tongue rolling around my mouth.

I'm not sure how much time had passed, but as I started to regain my senses, I realized that my head was lying on Kayla's soft breast as her fingers stroked through my hair. I could still feel my semi-hard cock lodged in her pussy.

I raised my head and saw her simply staring up at the ceiling. Feeling me stirring, she looked down at me and smiled with her generous lips. "How was your first time?"

I stretched out my neck and pressed her lips to mine once more for a kiss, then said, "That was amazing."

"God, it was for me too," she said as her head dropped back on the couch arm.

"Good," I said. "I'm glad we got to do this. I thought it was over when I came in your mouth."

"No," she chuckled. "I like swallowing."

"I meant that I came. I always thought it was game over after a guy came. That's why the whole 'two-minute-man' joke exists."

"You're young," she said, looking back down at me with a smile. "Most guys your age can cum and keep going. A lot of guys my age can do that, too. You shouldn't have to worry about that for a while."

That made sense. I'd gotten myself off three times in a row before.

"Thanks for this," I said. "This was a fantasy I thought I'd never experience."

"Are you kidding?" Kayla said. "It'd been forever for me. Pickings are slim in this town."

"Yeah. I know what you mean," I said. My graduating class had twenty-three people.

We lay there in silence for a long time as I thought about how I regretted that I would have to leave and go back to college tomorrow. I considered whether or not I should skip class for a day or two if she was up for it. After all, I wasn't sure if I'd get the opportunity to do this again.

"Ten-minute warning," Kayla said. "I don't want to be like that, but my mom will probably at some point in the next hour, and I don't want her to find me fucking a guy six years younger than me who I used to babysit.

"Oh," I said. "Okay. Yeah," I said, looking up at her.

She gave me a sympathetic smile. "I know you're probably ready to go again, and if we had more time, I'd be down for it."

"Yeah," I said, trying not to sound too disappointed. "You said you'd teach me how to eat you out."

"Oh, I'll totally do that," she said.

"I'm not going to have time this weekend," I said. "I head back to school in the morning."

"So, visit your mom more," she said.

I sat up to get a better look at her. "We can keep doing this?"

"Yeah," she said. "If you want. We can even arrange for more time if you're interested."

It looked like I would be making the hour-and-a-half drive to visit my old home more often.