Cum shot from my dick to spatter on my belly and drip onto the towel beneath me. I shook with pleasure and couldn't tell which squirts were from his c...ck and which were from mine. Time stopped while our world became one of incredible orgasmic release. Our bodies were fused with lust as spurt after spurt of cream erupted from our throbbing hardons. He came in me so much that I began to wonder if he were peeing and I could feel his hot, sticky jism filling my pillaged bowels. We grunted our. Oh, and who said all the stories on Literotica has to be about sex? One last note before I get on with the story, if you waste your time feeling pity for me then don’t bother making a comment. I don’t want your pity and personally I’m happy with my life and enjoy it. Also I apologize if there are errors as I don’t have any editor and writing is not a natural talent of mine. I have never been able to write anything until I felt compelled to write this short series of stories. * The date is Oct. Her clothing ranged from shorter-than normal business skirts to sarees that clearly exposed her navel. Many of the guys in my batch used to gawk her when she passed by in the corridor. Unfortunately, she was a science teacher (I was in commerce) so I was unable to interact with her in the first week. Later on, some of us were helping the school organize the auditorium for some big speaker who was due to arrive in a few days.I was assigned to oversee the seating arrangement. Wondering how long. Her face beamed when she realized who I was and we were hugging and dancing around like fools, knocking various items off tables in our joyous reunion.The clothes forgotten we filled each other in on our last few years. The important thing (from my point of view) was she was no longer married and had no steady companion. At last we noticed it was dark and Jill shut the garage door and invited me into the house. Damn she looked good. Jill is a big woman, powerful and lithe and sexy as hell. I.