Protein Milkshake – Part 1 (Hot Sexy Cum)

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Amy was holding the erect penis of a stranger in a theater while her best friend watched. How did she get here? That’s a story of whiskey, unsatisfied sexual energy, and pure courage.

A few hours back.

Amy 36-year-old single woman, was having a drink with her best buddy Arfa. Of all the people she invited, Arfa was the only one who showed up. Arfa, known for her cock riding skills, was adjusting to mere missionaries since her marriage.

She was married to an Orthodox trader from Mumbai and had two kids already. It was almost after 10 years she planned this event to which only Arfa showed up. Amy wanted to meet up with old friends and roommates from the hostel. But this was such a letdown.

Arfa was pouring glasses of whiskey one after the other since her husband never allowed her to drink. Well, if her husband would compare the amount of cum his innocent wife consumed before their marriage, he would have a heart attack.

She had to satisfy her burning pussy with just a dildo she bought behind his back for many years.

Amy, however, hasn’t spread her legs to anyone after her breakup 8 years back. She was earning well as a partner in a reputable firm that dumped money into her account every month. But both the women missed a hard cock that would spurt fresh warm cum.

The two old ladies recalled the erotic and fun sessions they had in college and late-night fingering competitions. Both of them lost the spark and impulse in sexual needs with age. Canceling all the events, the two ladies decided to watch a movie.

Partially drunk and aroused from the nostalgic memories, they took adjacent seats to kill time. It was a boring movie with hardly any fans to watch. But it was much better than two ladies drinking at a table for 10.

Half an hour past the movie, Arfa started giggling. She grabbed Amy’s palm and placed it over her pussy. Amy was shocked, but it’s not as if they never touched each other in college. Amy could feel the wetness and warmth.

She noticed Arfa’s hard nipples through the top she was wearing. Arfa was no longer trying to cover up her assets with her shawl. Arfa took out a small round mirror and placed it over the hand-rest, then giggled.

Through it, they could see a young couple making out behind them. They were smooching making wet slurping sounds with their lips, and rubbing each other’s private parts. The guy was squeezing the girl’s boobs over her T-shirt, and his dick was pushing on his jeans to meet any of her holes.

Giggling, they stared at the couple through the mirror. He pulled out the zip and took out his cock, surprising the girl eating up his face. She wasn’t ready for that. Maybe she was a virgin. She just stared at his manhood.

She pushed him away and turned around. He was begging her to suck it, but she was hesitant and acted like it was disgusting. Finally losing her patience, she slapped him and walked away.

“Well, she missed some milkshake,” Arfa giggled.

“Wait, I have an idea,” She said to Amy.

Swiftly Arfa grabbed Amy’s checked red shirt. She undid the first button exposing the cleavage line made by her 34B melons held together in a pink bra.

“Take your bra out that you are wearing. From a shirt, it’s easy,” Arfa ordered.

Hesitant but under the influence of whiskey, Amy undid three more buttons. Then she moved forward and ran her right hand into her shirt from behind, unhooking the bra with her fingers. She was wearing a pink bra with hooks at the back and soft padded cups.

Observing that, Amy’s bra loosened at the Arfa, grabbed it, and pulled it. It easily slid out as if her breasts needed some air. Amy’s brown nipples were erect. Her melons seem to glisten under the dim light from the screen. Her nipples were very sensitive, and the cold air of AC was getting get aroused.

Arfa rolled the bra while Amy buttoned her shirt back, but her nipples protruded out of the shirt. “This is for showing us your gun,” Arfa chuckled as she turned around and threw the bra at his shoulder.

Baffled and perplexed, the guy sat with his dick out. He quickly hid it by cupping his hands. But both the women could sniff the erotic smell of his pre-cum that was dripping out. He picked up the bra, placed it near his seat, pulled his zip back up, and buckled it back.

“I will suck him dry if you do not,” Arfa groaned at Amy. She was still confused, but she badly wanted that cock in her anyone hole at least.

Taking out a coin, Arfa said, “Head you suck it, tails I suck it.”

Amy’s face lit up with excitement and happiness when the coin that Arfa flipped landed on the heads.

“Wish me luck,” She whispered at got up walked to the row behind them where he sat. They’re just another couple in the last row making out wildly. But Amy was busy with the task she was assigned to. She quickly sat adjacent to him.

“Did you like her bra?” She asked like a slut nibbling on his earlobes.

“Yes, ma’am,” He answered in a feeble voice.

Despite being 20-25 years old, the tall, dark, handsome man was dominated by a hot milf, Amy. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her melons. Her perky nips pressed against his palm through her shirt.

“Do you know it’s a crime to keep a loaded gun in pants?” Amy giggled.

Arfa turned around to watch the scene. It was always fun to watch Amy seduce men and the last time that happened was years ago. Grabbing his crotch, Amy purred and moaned into his ears. She felt him grew bigger again.

She got up and stood between his legs after spreading them with her hands. He moved backward, giving Amy the leg space between seats. Amy then kneeled to display her skills again.

Amy wasn’t hesitant. The whiskey in her belly was giving her the confidence she didn’t have. Kneeling, she held the belt buckle and undid it. She could sniff the boner within the blue jeans that were waiting to find its hole.

Amy pulled the zip downwards and pulled the jeans down. Holding onto his elastic, she peeled the underwear exposing the rock-hard cock he hid behind his jeans. She grabbed his cock with her right hand and gently pulled the foreskin down, exposing the thick dick head glistening with pre-cum.

She arched forward and licked the pre-cum from his tip. He moaned when he felt her tongue wrap itself around his manhood.

Even after years, Amy was still good with her. Jerking him gently, she licked his throbbing veins and sucked his balls. Every drop of pre-cum that oozed out was licked again. Repeatedly doing the same made him even harder. His balls were pumping fresh cum and ready for unloading.

“You are going to explode soon,” She said, squeezing his balls and then finally took his dick head in her mouth. She felt its warmth in her mouth. He groaned, cupping his mouth to prevent loud moaning noises.

She was vigorously sucking him with saliva and salty pre-cum. His dick was shining. He probably had never received a blowjob like this or non at all. Her head moved up and down faster and faster, pumping in pre-cum more into her mouth.

His muscles tightened. Realizing he was about to shoot, Amy tightly wrapped her lips over her penis, forming a perfect ‘O’ shape with her red lips. Very gently, she squeezed his balls while her tongue played with his dick in her mouth.

Then with a loud muffled moan, he unloaded. Amy kept squeezing his balls, and his thick white juices unloaded like milk. It was salty and thick like curd, but it gave her back the memories she lost over the years. She kept sucking him again and shot another feeble amount in her mouth again.

Amy still had his cock in her mouth till she made sure he wouldn’t unload again. Finally, she licked him clean and got up. “Thanks for the drink” She grinned as she walked towards Afra.

Soaking wet and aroused like an animal, Afra appreciated Amy for her sucking skills.

“How did it taste like? ” She asked

“Like perfect protein milkshake,” Amy grinned, looking at the guy sitting tired while walking out of the theater.

To be continued.