Diplomatic Relations Pt. 02

Dean was a little nervous about Gisele showing up. He was looking forward to it, obviously, but he couldn't help but have some performance anxiety. Would he be good enough for her? She seemed to think so. Though, maybe it was the two Cokes he'd drunk a few hours earlier. He didn't want to be tired. She showed up at 9 pm.

They looked into each other's eyes with a longing, lustful hunger and, without saying a word, started kissing passionately. Dean grabbed a fistful of her fat ass. It was like a big bowl of gelatin but velvety soft. He began tearing her clothes off and she did the same for him. He threw her on his hotel bed and continued making out. She pulled his face away from hers and said, "Make me yours, Dean. All yours."

Dean could feel the tight warmness of her pussy swallow his cock. It was a like a nice, warm hug. "You feel amazing," he said between kisses. He pounded her like a hammer to a nail.

Dean did not disappoint. He had the energy and power of a young man but the passion and skill of a man two or three times his age. Gisele felt things she'd never felt before, emotionally and physically. He made her feel warm and safe.

As that sculpture-esque phallus explored the pink, supple cave it wanted to make its new home, Gisele pulled Dean closer. Her large, soft breasts squished against his flat, hairy chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist, keeping his cock submerged in the depths of her pussy. He only had a little room to thrust but now every thrust sent shivers down her spine and made her emit a deep, throaty moan.

Dean broke free from their kiss, leaned toward her ear, and gave it a little bite before whispering, "You're mine now, baby girl."

Baby girl? Where did that come from? Dean was more of a lover, the kind of guy who one time got a crush on a girl entirely because of a dream he had about her. But it felt appropriate in the moment and Gisele later said she loved it but her thoughts at the moment were more like, "ohmygodohmygodohmygod."

Dean could felt an intense warmness and a tightening throughout his body. His cock found its new home. Now, it needed to fill it. She gripped his muscular body tighter and made sure he was as deep as he could be. With every throbbing pump, the two seemed to moan in unison. This lasted for what felt like an hour until Dean was done and collapsed next to her. She instinctively snuggled up next to him and he held her close, keeping a large, strong hand on the fat ass he knew he'd be pounding within the hour.

"You're the best I've ever had, Dean," Gisele said after a long silence. Dean felt like the fucking king of the world.

He turned over to face her and gave her a kiss. "I told you, baby girl, women like you and guys like me belong together."

"We do," she said, smiling. Dean pulled her face toward his and started kissing her again. He held her in hisvarms. Gisele felt like she was 20 again.

"I've never asked a man this before," Gisele said, breaking from his sweet-tasting lips, "but would you like to be exclusive? You're wasted on those young bitches. That beautiful dick of yours needs a proper woman to take care of it. You need an older woman with years of experience who can truly appreciate your talents in the carnal arts."

"Do I detect a hint of jealousy?"

"Of course I'm jealous. They don't appreciate you, but they get all your attention. After tonight, I want to keep you all to myself. I've felt things with you that I've never felt before. And I bet you have, too."

With her head on his chest, she and Dean noticed his hard cock standing tall and proud. "It's so beautiful, Dean. You're a very beautiful man. You could be a model."

Dean pulled her face toward his and kissed her. "Well, let's see," he said with a coy smile. "I could go back to younger women and never feel like what I feel like tonight or I could enjoy a fat MILF ass and feel like the king of the world. Hmm, I guess I'll go with the latter."

She smiled. "It's all yours, docinho. But, for the record, I'm not a mom. Not yet, anyway."

She got on her stomach. Now, Dean could see her ass in all its glory. It was like a big watermelon but one made of Jello. Even just a little shake made waves. No wonder it won the Miss Bumbum pageant. It was heart-shaped perfection.

Her ass swallowed Dean's cock effortlessly. "It's so hungry, baby," he said with his hands on her hips, bucking his hips gently. She cooed in response.

"It finally has a man. A real man to fuck the shit out of it. Pound it, baby. Fuck it like a fleshlight. Harder. Harder! Yes! Yes!"

Dean was doing as she said. The backshots were gorgeous. Ripples echoed across her ass like the ocean during a tsunami. She was practically screaming with every thrust. The sound of his thighs slapping against her ass was erotic.

He gave it a hard slap, enough to leave a red imprint of his hand. He didn't mean to hit her hard but he felt cocky and wanted to send a message: I'm in control. "Gas me up, baby. Make me feel like a king," he told her, "and I'll give you the best dick of your life."

"Harder," she said, "you beautiful, beautiful man. You're my dream, my love. I want you. Yes! You know how to pleasure a woman. Your moms raised you right. Fuck. Harder, Daddy."

Daddy? Gisele never called a guy that before but it felt right. It felt so wrong and dirty, too, but in a good way, especially since she was not only so much older than him but she was actually 4 years older than his mom. Dean thought it was extremely hot. No girl ever called him that before.

Dean could feel himself becoming a lot more bold and dominant. He placed a soft kiss the back of her neck. "Always call me that, Gisele. You might have more experience than me but I'm in control now. I own you. Thank me." Dean couldn't believe he was saying what he was saying. He felt like a completely different person.

"Yes, sir. Thank you, Daddy."

Dean felt an orgasm welling up. He couldn't last much longer and grunted as he came. Gisele had already came a few times by now. Dean collapsed on the bed and quickly fell asleep. Gisele snuggled up to him. She whispered, "You're an amazing man, Dean. I think I've fallen in love with you."

Dean woke up and Gisele was gone. He found a note from her nearby. "Last night was the greatest sex I've ever had. You deserve the title Daddy. If you're ever in Brazil, visit me. Like I said, I'm all yours. In the meantime, call me. Sincerely, your Gisele."

She left her number encased in a big heart. Dean smiled, put it in his phone, and sent her a good morning text while he got cleaned up and dressed.

"Damn," he thought, "I'm so sore."