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“I’m worried about my boys, Marge,” Gina Smith confessed to her best friend after church one day.

“Why?” Marge replied. “You’re a great mother, and your boys seem happy and they do ok in school, right?”

“I know… maybe I’m over thinking, but I feel like they need more of a male influence in their lives. Clancy never was around that much right after the divorce, and he rarely calls now than he and Kimmy have moved to California,” Gina said, practically spitting out the name of her ex-husband’s new, younger wife.

“Have you been dating much?” Marge asked.

“No. A little, but nothing has gone anywhere. It’s hard to find a good man at 38. I realize that it may be unfair, being a divorcée myself, but a lot of middle aged divorced men give me the creeps. I feel like a lot of these guys are still on the market for a reason,” Gina explained.

Marge nodded. “I’m sure you’ll find a diamond in the rough if you’re patient.”

“That’s easy for you to say, still happily married to your high school sweetheart. But, regardless of me and my male needs, I don’t want to thrust being a good role model for my boys on a potential boyfriend, at least not right away. I want something a bit more… organic than that.”

“What about a male babysitter?”

“I’ve thought of that, but I see these teenage boys, and I can’t imagine them being responsible enough. Hell, sometimes I wonder if the teenage girls I’ve had are really up to it. I guess I was lucky with Madison, but now that she’s a junior she doesn’t have much time anymore,” Gina said.

Marge thought for a moment. “I think I can kill two birds with one stone. You know my younger son, Keith?”

“The one who just finished college?” Gina asked.

“Yes. He still hasn’t found a job yet. It’s a really tough economy right now. He’s living at home with me. You’d have to ask him yourself, but I’m sure he wouldn’t mind helping you out, and making a little money in the process,” Marge suggested.

“Do you think he’d do it? I can’t pay him anymore than I pay the girls, $15 an hour.”

“When you have no income, an extra 40 or 50 dollars a week goes a long way. I’ll talk to him, and have him call you, ok?” Marge said. Gina and Marge hugged goodbye and walked to their cars.

Keith called a couple days later. “Hi Mrs. Smith, this is Keith.”

“Hello Keith! I was expecting your call. And we’re both adults, please call me Gina. Mrs. Smith is my mother-in-law. And technically it’s Ms. Smith.”

“Oh, well, right,” Keith replied. “So, Gina, my mom says you’d like me to watch your kids on Friday night. What time do you want me to come over?”

“The girls plan to meet up around 8, but I’d like the boys to get some time to get used to you before I leave. Is 6 o’clock ok? I’ll pay you for the whole time you’re here, of course.”

“That sounds great,” Keith agreed.

Gina was surprised how deep Keith’s voice was. She remembered him as a skinny teenager at church with a crackling voice. He’d stopped going with Marge once he started high school, and she didn’t recall ever seeing him after that.

Gina was almost stunned by the young man who arrived at her doorstep promptly at 6:00 Friday evening. He was tall and broad shouldered, with a hint of a 5 o’clock shadow on his face. Still, she recognized Keith’s dark brown eyes and dimpled smile almost immediately.

“I can’t thank you enough. I don’t know if Marge told you, but I’m worried my sons don’t have enough of a male influence on them ever since, you know, the divorce. BRANDON, PAUL, come in here please!” Gina called out. Two boys appeared one a few years older than the other, but both with red hair that matched their mother’s.

“Brandon, Paul, this is Keith. He’s going to take care of you tonight while Mommy goes out, ok?” The boys nodded, sizing up their new sitter silently.

“Hey guys,” Keith said, bending down on one knee to speak to them at their level. “Are you two glad it’s Friday and there’s no school tomorrow?”

“No school!” Paul, the younger of the boys cried out with a gleeful laugh. Brandon simply nodded shyly.

Gina, meanwhile, was admiring Keith’s fit young body, especially his ass, which was slightly outthrust in his prone position. ‘He’d never look at me, but there’s nothing wrong with me appreciating him,’ she thought to herself.

“Why don’t you men go play in the living room? I’m going to go get ready,” Gina said. The boys ran off, and Keith smiled at her briefly before trailing after them.

Gina went upstairs and stepped into the shower. She took the time to shave her legs and trim her pubic hair to a close patch. It was a habit Clancy had gotten her started on, and one she’d maintained despite the lack of male attention in her life. ‘You should always be prepared, just in case,’ she thought to herself.

Gina’s outfit was all about “just in case”, especially the lacy bra and thong underwear set she wore under her dress. She didn’t expect any guy to see it that night, but it still felt nice to dress up sexy, even if just for herself. That, and on the off chance she did meet an eligible man, gaziantep evi olan escort bayan she didn’t want to be caught in tattered old undies.

Gina was done with her make-up before seven, and went downstairs to check on Keith and the boys. She saw that they were engrossed in a Playstation game. She overheard Keith teaching Brandon something about how to beat a certain monster. It was like a foreign language to her, which made her smile all the more at Keith’s actions.

“My ride should be here soon,” Gina said, announcing her presence to the young men. Her sons remained engrossed in the game, but Keith turned to face her. Gina was flattered when his eyes popped open a little at the sight of her.

“You look great!” he exclaimed. “You’re going to have to beat the men off with a stick tonight!”

“You flatter me,” Gina replied with a smile. “But thank you. I shouldn’t be too late tonight. The boys have already eaten, but help yourself to anything in the fridge or pantry. Don’t let the boys eat too many snacks. Their bedtime is ten. It’s a Friday, so it’s ok if they stay up a little later than that, but they should be in bed with the lights off by 10:30. I should be home a little after midnight.”

“10:30. Got it,” Keith replied.

“Call your mother if there are any problems. Hell, you’re 22 right? You can probably handle any emergency on your own. Sorry, I’m used to dealing with 14 and 15 year old girls.”

“It’s ok; it’s natural to worry about your sons, especially with a new caregiver. I’ve watched kids before. Not recently, but they’ll be fine. Don’t worry; we’ll have a great time. Just enjoy yourself,” he said with a wink.

“Oh, I will. A couple of my friends tend to get a little crazy,” she said with a wink. “Boys, you be good and go to bed on time. Have fun, and thanks again Keith,” she said. There was a knock on the door, and Gina left for the night with her friend.

Gina had a great time at the wine bar, although there were no unattached men there who caught her eye. Still, she loved chatting with her friends, and after ordering a bottle of wine and drinking half of it by herself, she had a nice buzz going.

The group dispersed around midnight and Gina arrived at her front door shortly thereafter, the unfinished half of her Pino Noir bottle in hand. Most of the lights were off but she heard the sound of the TV in the family room. It turned off a moment after she stepped inside, and Keith appeared shortly thereafter.

“Did you have a good time?” Keith asked, smiling at the bottle in the older woman’s hand.

“I did. How were the boys?” Gina asked, sitting down to remove her uncomfortable shoes.

“They were great. I fed them some ice cream, and let them stay up until 10:30. Paul fell asleep on the couch watching Finding Nemo. I had to convince Brandon it was time for bed at the end of the movie. He wanted to wait up for you. Luckily he didn’t take too much convincing.”

“That’s good. What have you done since then? And do you want to help me kill this wine bottle?” she asked with a conspiratorial smile.

“I’ve just been watching TV, and I could have a glass. But I’m off the clock now. As of this moment I’m on my own time.”

“Sounds like a deal,” Gina said. She fetched two glasses from the cupboard and divided the remainder of the bottle between them.

Gina told Keith about her friends, and some of the topics they had discussed that night. She enjoyed sharing the salacious details of one of her friend’s affairs. It was with a younger man she’d met at a bookstore, and while Gina didn’t fully approve, she had to admit a bit of jealousy at her friend’s sexual adventure.

“This is nice, you know, just talking to a guy who is more than 10 years old. I love my boys, but we can’t exactly discuss the political ramifications of cartoon characters.”

“I totally understand. I like talking with you too, Gina.”

“God the girls at school must have gone nuts for you. Beautiful eyes, great smile, tall too,” Gina gushed.

“Stop, you’re embarrassing me,” Keith protested.

“It’s true. You’ve probably got a nice package too!” Gina stated, realizing the alcohol was preventing her usual brain-to-mouth filter from working.

Keith laughed nervously. “Well, I don’t like to brag, but I do have big hands and feet, you know.”

Gina reached out at took one of Keith’s hands in her own. “You do! Really nice hands too. They’re big, but not too meaty. Nice long fingers. I love them.” Gina looked into Keith’s eyes for a second. In a sudden moment of boldness, she opened her mouth and took Keith’s index finger into her mouth, sliding her lips down it gently. She kept eye contact with the young man the whole time, slowly bringing her lips back up the length of his long finger. As she reached the tip she released it, kissing the tip with her lips then lapping at it with the tip of her tongue.

Gina let go of Keith’s hand and there was a moment of silence before both started giggling. “You like that?” Gina asked.

“Um… uh gaziantep fetiş escort bayan yeah. Very… is it warm in here?” Keith stammered.

“I’ve got more tricks up my sleeve you know,” Gina purred, shocked at her own suggestiveness. Still, what was the harm in flirting? Keith was hot after all.

“I’m sure you do,” Keith said. “Still, I’m not sure what your children would say if they walked into their kitchen and found their mommy sucking their babysitter’s… finger.”

Gina nodded. “Well then, perhaps we should go talk in the spare bedroom. There’s a nice sized TV in there. And there’s a lock on the door,” she added with a wink. Somehow inviting him to the spare bedroom seemed slightly less slutty than bringing him to her bedroom.

Gina stood up, and left the empty wine bottle and glasses on the table. She was almost disappointed that she didn’t stagger when she walked to the spare bedroom. She realized that while she was a little tipsy, she wasn’t drunk, and the game she was playing with Keith was her own doing.

“This used to be a den,” she explained opening the door to a pleasant, uncluttered bedroom dominated by a queen sized bed and large television. “That’s why it’s at the other end of the hall from the other bedrooms. We converted it when, you know, Clancy and I started having problems.”

Keith nodded and sat down on the bed. He fetched the remote from the end table, leaning over so Gina caught a glimpse of his tight ass under his jeans.

“I have no idea what’s on TV right now, usually I fall asleep early, exhausted from the kids,” Gina explained, sitting down next to Keith.

“I’m happy to watch them for you, and glad you think I’m worth staying up to hang out with,” Keith said. He began flipping channels.

“We get a bunch of premium movie channels,” Gina suggested. “Clancy insisted on them, and the kids won’t let me cancel them.

“I was watching them earlier actually, after the boys were sound asleep.”

“Anything good on?” Gina asked, lounging on the bed but keeping her legs in a demure position.

“Well… there was a cheesy movie on one channel. One of those soft-core skin flicks,” Keith replied.

“I actually love those sorts of campy movies. Which channel?” she asked. Keith managed to quickly locate the film. An attractive young couple was making out in a hot tub. The woman was in a tiny bikini, and the man had swim trunks on.

“Any idea what the plot is?” Gina asked.

“I believe they are attracted to each other and are going to have intercourse,” Keith replied. Gina laughed louder than she intended to.

“Well, I think that there’s a scandal here,” Gina hypothesized. “The man, he’s engaged, but to another woman. Her sister actually.”

“Really?” Keith asked, chuckling.

“Yes. He knocked the sister up, which is why he’s marrying her. But this woman is the one he really loves.” The woman on screen’s bikini top came off, revealing very large, very unnatural breasts.

“God, do guys even like tits that fake?” Gina asked Keith.

“Well, I can honestly say that I prefer real ones, regardless of the size. Yours, for example, look very nice under that dress.”

Gina blushed. “Should you really be talking that way to an old woman?”

“You’re hardly an old woman. If I offended you I apologize. But my statement was true.”

“Well I certainly am not offended. So thank you,” Gina said. The onscreen man had been licking his partner’s breasts and now was simulating terribly fake cunnilingus. “Wow, you can totally tell he’s not actually going down on her,” Gina observed.

“I told you it was cheesy,” Keith replied.

“Is it exciting you?” Gina asked, glancing towards Keith’s crotch. There seemed to be a sizable bulge in his jeans.

“A little,” Keith replied. “You?”

“I’m a little excited. But I don’t think it’s the movie,” she added.

“Gina… this is fun. I like you. I find you very attractive. But I realize your sons are at the other end of the hall…”

“You want to know where this is headed?” Gina asked, soberly. Keith nodded. “It can go as far as you want,” Gina replied slowly. “The kids sleep soundly, and the door is locked anyway…” she trailed off, licking her lips suggestively.

“Ok. This is a little weird for me,” Keith stammered. “Sorry, it’s just usually things aren’t quite so… negotiated.”

Gina sighed, slightly crestfallen. Her expression must have betrayed her emotions, because Keith quickly added, “But I want to. You should know that I want you.”

Gina beamed. She reached out tentatively to touch Keith’s chest. “I don’t think either of us planned for anything,” she stated, her hand tracing a line down his firm stomach. “We’re both adults, even if I’m a bit older. You don’t have a girlfriend right?” she suddenly asked, her hand resting just above the waistband of his jeans.

“N-no,” he said, his throat obviously dry. “I’m single.”

“Good,” Gina said, her hand sliding down to touch Keith’s package through his pants. “Oh my! Someone is a bayan gaziantep escort little excited. Or should I say a BIG excited?” Gina exclaimed, giggling at her own joke. “You weren’t lying earlier.”

Keith closed the distance between them, climbing on top of Gina and pressing his mouth against hers, kissing her hungrily. Her hand stayed fixed to his package, rubbing his length through his jeans. She moaned involuntarily, it had been too long since she’d been with a man, especially one so virile and sexy.

Keith’s mouth remained locked on hers, their tongues dancing together beautifully. Keith maneuvered his hips and Gina released his package, allowing the strong young man to press himself against her pussy. She gasped. She felt his hardness rubbing against her, even through four layers of fabric. Gina smiled to herself involuntarily about deciding to wear sexy panties that night. When she’d gotten dressed she never would have guessed it was the babysitter who was going to see them!

Keith nibbled down her neck and lavished attention up it and her earlobes. She appreciated that he seemed to be taking his time, despite the obvious lust in his pants. Gina moaned loudly as he continued grinding against her and kissing her exposed neck.

She couldn’t wait to see his erection, to taste it. She hadn’t sucked a cock since Clancy’s, and that was several years prior. She hadn’t sucked one the size of Keith’s since college, and she didn’t care to remember how long ago that was.

“I want to suck you,” she whispered into his ear, causing him to groan. Gina grabbed his tight ass, pulling him against her even harder.

“Not yet. Later. I want to see you first,” he replied.

Gina felt herself blushing as he slowly undid the buttons of her blouse. Her heart was racing a mile a minute. It had been far too long. Years and years had passed since a man had seen her naked, fully exposed, not counting her ex-husband or doctor. She gasped apprehensively as Keith finished unbuttoning her blouse and parted it open, exposing her black lacy bra. She felt relieved when he smiled at her. She still had a womanly figure, but she knew she couldn’t compete with the college girls this young stud had unquestionably spent many nights with. She was painfully familiar with how flat their stomachs were, how tiny their waists. Kimmy hadn’t been much older than Keith when Clancy began his affair with her.

“Hey,” Keith whispered. “You still with me?” He was slowly tracing across the exposed upper swell of her breast along the edge of her bra.

“Yes. Sorry, I just was enjoying your touch so much,” Gina replied, resolving to live in the moment and not think about the past. She was in bed with a 22 year old!

Gina undid her pants and slid them off her hips slowly, trying to be sexy as she exposed more of her flesh to Keith. Keith’s eyes were glued to her hips as she slipped the pants all the way off and tossed them to the side. Keith grabbed her ass playfully. “Nice thong,” he observed. “Very sexy.”

“Thank you,” Gina beamed, settling upon her back.

Keith leaned over her and kissed her chest then stomach tenderly, savoring every inch of her body. At first Gina felt embarrassed to be put under such scrutiny, but she quickly let herself get lost in the sensations. Her remaining doubts disappeared as Keith slid his hand between her legs, rubbing her through her panties. Gina could feel she was already getting warm down there, and she wasn’t even naked yet.

“Lose your shirt!” Gina hissed, then quickly added, “Please?”

Keith flashed her a beautiful grin. “I’ll trade it for your bra.”

Without hesitation Gina sat up and unhooked her undergarment. She handed it to Keith triumphantly, trying not to think about the slight sag in her tits.

“Wow,” Keith whispered. “You are such a Milf!”

“Milf?” Gina asked. She’d heard the term before, but forgot what it meant.

Keith chuckled and shucked off his shirt. He was firm and toned, the very vision of a young stud. “You know, a Mother I’d Love to Fuck?”

Gina giggled. “You should make that a Migf.”

“Migf?”

“Mother you’re GOING to fuck.”

Keith laughed. “Well, now that we’ve decided that and are past the first awkward stage, I gotta ask… do you have a condom?”

Gina’s heart sank. “I don’t have any.” It had been many years since she’d had casual sex, and their encounter was so spontaneous. “I’d be happy to take care of you though, with my mouth.”

“No,” he replied, to which she frowned, feeling rejected. “I want all of you. It’s not every day I see a woman I want to fuck then it becomes a reality. I want to do this right, and I want all of you. I’ll run to the gas station and buy a pack.”

“Ok,” she replied. “I guess someone has to stay with the boys.”

“I won’t be long,” he added, kissing her once more before putting his shirt back on. “Just don’t change your mind or fall asleep while I’m gone, ok?”

“I’m WAY too excited to fall asleep,” she replied. “And I can’t wait to feel you inside me.” She reached out to stroke his package through his jeans once more for emphasis.

Gina put her blouse back on to walk Keith to the door, but left off her bra. She kissed him goodbye at the door and watched him run off in the direction of the store. She couldn’t help but smile. She didn’t imagine a man her age would go to such efforts to have sex, especially with the offer of a blowjob on the table. Gina laughed, realizing how lucky she’d gotten, and was about to get.

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It was the morning after the night before and Mike was lying in bed replaying the previous night’s events through his mind. It started with his eyes taking in the beauty of Louise, the way her curves and assets were accentuated by her well fitted clothes. His mind then skipped to dinner, where he had the thrill and the pleasure of her foot caressing his leg.

“And then the phone.” Mike remembered. As he helped set up her phone, Louise’s hand had rested on his bum. She then took him upstairs, stripped him of his trousers and boxer shorts before setting her sights on his rock hard cock.

“Oh yes, her hands…” Louise’s hands had rubbed his cock before taking it in her mouth, and then finished him off with her magical hands. Within a few minutes his cum was streaming out of his cock.

“What a night!” Mike thought to himself. He gazed up at his bedroom ceiling in wonderment, thinking about Louise’s glorious cleavage and her expert mouth. He could already feel his cock stiffen at the thought.

“What could happen next? Will Louise do this to me again?” Mike’s mind was running away with him and he couldn’t stop smiling.

Mike got out of bed, showered and changed his clothes ready for the day ahead. He made his way downstairs where his Mum was already busy with today’s jobs, she gave Mike his list of jobs and, after a sigh of resignation, he made his way to the kitchen to make his breakfast. Already the new day was less exciting than yesterday. He could only think of Louise.

Putting thoughts of Louise to the back of his mind, Mike got on with his jobs for the day. It didn’t bother him helping out around the house and garden as it allowed him time to himself, and usually meant he was outside which he always enjoyed.

One of his jobs was to mow the grass. As the back garden of his Mum’s house was paved over Mike would only need to mow the front garden, which was still considerable in size. With the lawn mower plugged into the longest extension lead he could find, the work began. The weather was being reasonably kind and, although not excessively warm, it was still a good day to be outside.

The repetition of mowing the lawn meant Mike was almost in a trance as he slowly made his way up and down the garden. On one of his return journeys, which meant he was facing towards the house, he thought he saw a movement in one of Louise’s upstairs front windows; Louise’s house was to his left as he walked back down the garden.

Mike played a fantasy out in his mind that Louise was trying to secretly watch him, craving for his body. Even after the events of last night Mike still thought it unlikely, but he enjoyed the fantasy all the same.

“There it is again.” On his next return journey Mike again thought he saw movement.

“Could Louise have been watching me?” It excited him to think he had an audience.

He then heard Louise’s front door open and close. One of her trees by their shared fence began to shake and then, to Mike’s delight, he saw those familiar brunette curls, those twinkly eyes and that knowing smile appear over the fence.

As gaziantep escort bayan ilanları he turned off the mower Mike chuckled to himself, he remembered watching those curls bob up and down as Louise sucked on his hard cock.

“Good to see a young man at work” Louise called across to Mike. “You must have lots of energy to burn.”

“Always!” Mike replied. “It’s good to be outside.”

“Are your services for hire? I could use an extra pair of hands on this side of the fence.”

“Of course they are!” shouted the undeniable tone of his Mum’s voice. She was upstairs and had heard the conversation through an open window. Mike was disappointed that his chat with Louise was already cut short.

“Take him now, it’s good to keep him busy. Keeps him out of trouble!”

Louise’s smile grew at this response. “Well, Mike, that’s sorted. Over you come!”

After unplugging the mower Mike walked round to Louise’s house. As he made his way up the lawn he noticed how much effort Louise put into her garden compared to his Mum. Waiting for Mike to arrive she was sat on her white bench and this was his first chance to take in Louise’s appearance. A cream shirt with a few buttons undone from the top, giving Mike a glimpse of cleavage, then a tight fitting pair of khaki shorts and a pair of brown sturdy boots. Louise was ready for outdoor work, but it didn’t stop Mike from observing her smooth, creamy white legs, especially the outline of her toned thighs. Her legs were crossed and this reminded him of last night, when he first glimpsed Louise cross her legs and dangle her foot close to his leg.

“Right, young man. I need your agility and stamina.”

This excited Mike.

Louise pointed at the ladder resting against the wall of her house.

“I will hold the ladder still but I need you to climb up and clear out the gutters.” She was quite authoritative with her instructions.

Mike tried to hide his disappointment. “She actually wants me to do jobs!”

Not wishing to disappoint her, Mike made his first climb up the ladder and began clearing out the gutters. As he did so Louise started to make small talk about what jobs she needed to do this summer. She was a Senior Flight Attendant and was away for weeks at a time so had to make the most of the time she had at the house.

Occasionally, Mike would reply and he quickly realised the benefits of doing so. Looking down the ladder at Louise he had the perfect view down her shirt, allowing him to see her magnificent breasts. Mike’s heart was beating faster and he had to remind himself to focus on the job in hand.

Even with his new distraction Mike finished the job relatively quickly, and each time he was up the ladder he took the opportunity to take a look at Louise’s chest. Each time he looked his cock hardened and ached to be released from its confinement. To Mike’s disappointment, Louise was showing no signs of flirting with him, her focus was on completing the job.

As Mike descended the ladder for the final gaziantep eskort bayan time Louise thanked him for his efforts.

“Excellent work, Mike, thank you so much. Would you like a drink?”

“That would be great, thank you!” Mike was settling into the normal nature of this encounter and was happy just to be helping Louise.

With their shoes off, they stood in her kitchen and Mike began to drink his glass of ice cold water. He had worked up quite a sweat and was grateful for a long drink.

Louise was stood opposite him holding the cold glass against her neck. Mike noticed a droplet of water escape from the edge of her glass and follow the contours of her neck, down onto her chest heading for her cleavage. The droplet disappeared out of sight in-between her breasts. Mike looked back up to Louise and his heart skipped a beat as they made eye contact. There was a glimmer of excitement in her eyes. Mike had seen the same glimmer the night before. His cock hardened.

“Feel free to top your glass up.” Louise kept her glass against her neck.

“Thank you.” Mike was back to his usual nervous state, unsure what to say.

He stood filling his glass up from the tap when he felt Louise’s right hand rest on the side of his right leg. Mike froze. Louise was stood behind him. The tap was still running.

Her hand slowly glided round his leg and rested on his hard cock as it pressed against his jeans. In doing so, Louise was now pressed up against his back, he could feel her large breasts against him. Mike turned the tap off.

Louise’s hand softly rubbed his cock, neither Mike or Louise said a word. Her left hand now appeared on his left leg and, just as she did with her right hand, she glided it round his leg. Both hands now moved up to unbuckle his belt. The top button of his jeans was next. Finally, the zip was undone. The sound of his zip being undone was very erotic to Mike, and with a gentle push from Louise his jeans fell to the floor.

Her hands returned to his cock, her right hand rubbing its length through his boxer shorts and her left softly cupping his balls. Still neither Mike or Louise said a word.

Louise’s thumbs moved up and took hold of the waist of his boxer shorts and slid them down to his ankles. Moving slowly up his legs, with one hand on each leg, she found her way back to his hard cock. Once again, Louise’s right hand took control of his cock and started moving her hand up and down its length. Looking out of the kitchen window at Louise’s back garden, Mike was in a state of pleasure, just as he was last night.

Mike heard Louise’s shorts drop to the floor.

“So, that’s what her left hand was doing.” Mike thought.

Louise stepped out of her shorts and let go of Mike’s cock. He stood there for a moment, unsure whether to move. Louise was not holding his cock, nor could he feel her stood behind him.

“Ahem.”

Mike turned and there was Louise, bent over her kitchen table, her bum positioned invitingly in the air.

Lifting her right gaziantep bayan escort hand Louise beckoned Mike over with her index finger. Obediently, Mike walked up behind her and put both hands on her bum, caressing each cheek.

Reaching between her legs with her right hand, Louise took a firm hold of Mike’s cock and she gently encouraged him to stand closer. Mike could now feel the head of his cock against Louise’s warm and wet pussy. This was a new sensation to Mike and he felt a mixture of excitement and nerves.

Louise slowly rubbed Mike’s cock. She sighed softly and positioned his cock ready to enter her pussy. She eased back and gasped as his cock entered her. Mike could not believe what was happening, the warmth and wetness of Louise’s pussy was like nothing he had ever felt. She started to move her pussy back and forth over the head of his cock, and with each movement he felt his cock enter Louise a little bit further.

It wasn’t long before one push from Louise meant his whole cock was now inside her pussy. The curves of her bum seemed to fit perfectly into Mike’s crotch. He held onto her hips as Louise held her position.

Mike knew he had to move his cock, so he slowly moved his cock partially out and glided back into Louise’s wet pussy. A soft groan came from Louise giving Mike the confidence to keep going. He continued his slow thrusts. Bent over in front of him was the woman he had fantasised about on a number of occasions, the woman who had given him his first hand job and his first blow job in the same night, and now here he was with his cock deep inside her. Mike was amazed at what was happening to him.

“Faster!” Louise moaned at him.

Mike quickened his thrusts, he looked down and watched his cock slide in and out. He could feel Louise’s pussy getting wetter. It made Mike drive his cock into her pussy harder, it made him drive into her pussy quicker.

Louise’s moans became more audible, they became more frequent. She began to rotate her hips into Mike, in rhythm with each of his thrusts. Mike, now completely delirious with pleasure, kept driving his cock into the pussy of this mature beauty. Once again he could feel the cum building up at the base of his cock, yearning for release.

“Ohhh Mike, yes! Don’t stop!” Louise’s moans were the greatest sound Mike had heard. “Cum in me!”

As if on demand Mike felt his balls tighten, he felt his cum stream out of his cock into Louise’s pussy. Louise clenched her pussy round Mike’s cock as he pumped the last of his cum into her.

A giggle escaped from Louise’s panting breath.

Mike stood there, his cock still inside Louise. Neither of them moved for another minute.

Eventually, Louise stood up and Mike’s cock left its paradise. She turned to face him and held both of his hands. She softly kissed him on his lips.

“You ok?” Louise asked, again with that mischievous smile.

Mike could only nod, but with a smile that had no intention of disappearing.

Louise giggled again. “You should probably get dressed and head home.”

Again, Mike nodded. He collected his clothes and got dressed, Louise did the same. She walked him to her front door, gave Mike a big hug and, finally, a kiss on the cheek to say goodbye.

“Thanks for your help.”

“A pleasure.” Mike smiled. Proud of himself for managing to respond this time. He then turned, opened her front door, and walked home.

This was going to be an extremely good summer holiday for Mike.

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Prologue…

With this being the third part of a long series you might consider reading parts one and two prior to. If you already have…forget that I mentioned it. Unfortunately this will be at least a five to six part series by the time it’s finished. Sorry about that, but a lot occurred during the three-day weekend.

*****

Once again the sun won out over the clouds. When it did the temperature jumped 10 degrees. With the high humidity the heat index had to be at least 100. I for one couldn’t be more thankful for Bill’s pool, and the fact we chose his place for our long holiday weekend together.

Because of the heat & humidity no one was in a rush to leave the pool. We spent two hours or more relaxing on either floats or sitting on the edge of the pool in between dips.

While Walter and Bill were discussing “men” stuff. Rita and I were talking about sex while on floats with our arms locked together. In particular things we’ve never done, but fantasized about. Especially since we had two willing cocks at our disposal.

One thing Rita was intent on doing while she had the chance was taking a cock both in her pussy AND mouth.

I couldn’t help but tell her about the one and only time I took cocks in two holes with Walter and David, and how I was sure she’d enjoy it as much as I did. And to make it more interesting I offered to dildo her asshole while Bill and Walter fucked her other two holes.

You can’t imagine how her eyes lighted up at the suggestion. Needless to say it immediately became a must for Rita.

Eventually everyone started to get hungry…for food. Bill and Walter fired up the gas grille and cooked Italian sausages while frying onions & green peppers in a pan on a side burner.

When done the sausages were served on sub rolls topped with the onions & peppers. To say it was delicious would be an understatement. We ate like pigs since none of us had lunch.

After diner everyone pitched in to clean-up. Then we sat around on the deck and chit chatted for a while. Since we weren’t in the pool or hot tub the mosquitos became bothersome once it started to get dark. We were all still stark naked so the mosquitos were beginning to have a field day. As a result we decided to seek refuge in the great room.

Once inside Bill got everyone another round of drinks. After we were seated and comfy Rita took the opportunity to share her fantasy with Bill and Walter about how she’d like to be fucked in all her holes at once. She even went into detail of who should fuck what, including yours truly doing her gaziantep escort bayan reklamları asshole with a dildo.

Bill and Walter looked at each other before Bill said…”We’re ready if you are. Now would be as good a time as any Rita.”

With that said, Bill went outside to retrieve a cushion from one of the over sized chaise lounges. Which he placed in the center of the great room. Then he went upstairs and returned with one of Rita’s anal dildos.

Rita positioned herself on her hands & knees in the middle of the cushion. It was decided by Rita that Walter would fuck her pussy while Bill got the honors of doing her in the mouth.

Once in position Walter knelt behind Rita and after licking her asshole and pussy for a bit he inserted his long 8 inch cock in her now very wet cunt. Slowly until all 8 inches was buried balls deep.

In the meantime I lubricated the anal dildo and asked Walter to spread Rita’s ass cheeks for me. When Rita’s asshole was fully exposed I placed the faux cockhead of the dildo against her butthole and with a steady pressure inserted it ever so slowly until a good six inches was embedded in her ass.

Then both Walter and I began a steady fucking motion of Rita’s respective pussy and asshole. Slowly at first until our in & out strokes were in sync with each other. Then gradually we fucked her a bit faster, and faster still.

At first Bill just watched us pumping away at Rita’s two rear orifices while stroking his cock.

“You two make a great team the way you’re pleasuring Rita. I almost hate to intrude on things.”

But Rita wouldn’t have none of that. When she was comfortable with both her cunt and asshole being fucked in tandem she told Bill it was time to do her in the mouth.

Bill asked if she was sure. When she said yes, he got on his knees in front of Rita, grabbed her head gently with both hands and slipped his cock into her open mouth. All six inches in one forward thrust. Then he withdrew just enough to remove his cockhead from Rita’s throat before he began to steadily mouth-fuck her while Rita sucked like a Hoover on his cock shaft.

All three of us worked in a perfect rhythm together so as to make it comfortable as possible for Rita while being fucked in all three holes. Not an easy task. I know it can be difficult enjoying the pleasure of being fucked in two holes, let alone three. It’s a lot more difficult than chewing gum and walking at the same time. Fortunately it became obvious we were achieving our goal gaziantep escort resimleri since in spite of Rita’s mouth being full she was moaning ever so softly. A good sign.

Dildoing Rita’s asshole like I was while watching Walter and Bill respectively fucking her cunt and mouth had my pussy dripping wet. My vaginal fluids were flowing so freely both my inner thighs became soaked. I became so horny from the three of us doing Rita I found myself fingering my clit. Albeit clumsily as I simultaneously continued to pump the dildo in & out of Rita’s ass.

I didn’t know about Bill and Walter, but I definitely was going to cum soon from rubbing my clit.

As though reading my mind Bill let out a series of moans before announcing he was going to cum. As soon as he did he shoved his cock as far as it would go in Rita’s mouth. Just as his balls slapped against Rita’s chin he let out a load groan and shot his creamy cumload down her throat.

It must have been a big load as he seemed to twitch and jerk a good half dozen times as each cum-shot squirted deep into Rita’s mouth.

Rita took it like a pro. And while she did both Walter and I eased up a bit from fucking her ass and pussy so her and Bill could enjoy it to the fullest.

When Bill tried to remove his slowly shrinking cock from Rita’s mouth she grabbed ahold of his cockhead with her lips and sucked until assured he was totally drained. When she finally released it Walter and I returned to fucking her even more intently than before.

After five minutes or so of getting both her cunt and asshole royally reamed Rita blurted out she was going to orgasm. When she did she wanted Walter cumming in her ass.

As a result I immediately removed the dildo from her ass and Walter replaced it with his cock. Not long after he did Rita began bucking back on it like a bronco as she all but literally exploded from her orgasm.

She screamed and shook for what seemed like five minutes. While she did Walter was dumping his hot sperm deep in her ass.

As I’ve mentioned before, Lois is a “squirter”. But she gave the term a whole new meaning as one of the biggest flows of vaginal fluids I’ve ever seen streamed out of her pussy. Even for her it was a proverbial gusher. She soaked both Walter and the cushion beneath them. “Holy cow” was all I could say to myself.

Finally Rita’s orgasm subsided and when it did Walter withdrew his cock. Which was followed by his cumload out of Rita’s now gaping asshole.

After Walter’s cumload gaziantep escort bayan sitesi drained out of Rita’s anus both she and Walter left to use the bathroom to clean-up. So did Bill. When they returned I was lying on a clean area of the cushion furiously masturbating. After everyone else had orgasmed yours truly needed to also…and badly.

When Rita saw me fingering my clit she asked…”Can I help you with that?”

Without waiting for a response she dove head first between my legs and proceeded to lick and suck my clit. I immediately grabbed her head with both hands and started humping her face since I was as hot as a firecracker and about ready to cum.

It didn’t take me long due to being in such a high state of arousal. When I did my legs clamped around Rita and I must have raised my ass two feet off the cushion. All while humping Rita’s face like crazy.

Pussy juice literally gushed from my cunt. Which soaked Rita’s face since she couldn’t escape because of my legs locked around her head. It didn’t phase Rita in the least bit as she sucked up my pussy juice like it was a fine wine. Once she did she resumed licking my cunt and clit. Albeit less intently, and more lovingly.

After I calmed down and lowered my ass, Rita moved up to kiss me. She laid there on top of me for what seemed like ten minutes. The feel of our tits and pussies rubbing together while we tongued fucked brought on another orgasm for us. Albeit subtle ones.

When we finally separated we found Walter and Bill standing there frantically jerking their once again fully erect cocks as they watched.

When we did we scooted over to them on our knees and immediately took their swollen dicks in our mouths. I gulped down Bill’s, and Rita took Walter’s straight in her mouth.

We both started sucking and mouth fucking as if having a cock sucking contest to see who could make them cum first.

Since both Walter and Bill cummed less than a half hour or so earlier it took a lot more work on our part to bring them to another orgasm. So much so it almost wore out our mouths and tongues from sucking and licking their cocks as long as we did.

But eventually our efforts paid off and as if on cue both exploded in our mouths together. While not as big a cumload as they dumped earlier in Rita’s mouth and ass, both were still pretty respectable.

Walter and Bill held our heads and pumped their cocks in & out until fully drained. And it both cases we hungrily sucked them dry and swallowed every drop.

“Wow”…said Bill. “You two have been insatiable this weekend. I don’t know about Walter, but I’m sexually exhausted. Both mentally and physically. Old age thing I guess. I couldn’t cum another drop if my life depended on it. Let alone get hard-on.”

“Same here.”…Walter added. “But not anything a good night’s sleep won’t cure.”

With that said, we all decided it was time to call it a day and headed for bed.

To be continued…

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Hi, I’m Lucia. I’m a 43 year old widow and I can’t stop fantasizing about my neighbor who turned 18 this year.

I haven’t considered or fantasized about any man since my husband’s death. I thought of only caring for my daughter but now she has moved out of state and I’m all alone for the first time in my life.

Ever since Zack became an adult I noticed just how gorgeous he really is. Tall, lean and a smile that would make me weak at the knees. Would he be interested in a woman my age, though?

I am attractive I know. I always get complimented and hit on. They love my Columbian skin, curves and long dark silky hair. My chest and ass are to die for. I’m always turning heads, men and women alike. But, I am so much older than him. Everytime I see him I get so excited my pussy gushes with juices. Usually running down my thighs. I can’t take it anymore. It’s time to find out.

I walk into my bedroom to do my usual routine of showering and getting ready for bed but tonight I don’t close the curtains. Not this time, Zack. You see the way our houses are positioned his bedroom is the only vantage point to see into mine and tonight and every night he’s going to get a full display of my body, if he so desires. I don’t know if he’s watching. I hope so. My body is tingling from head to toe. I’ve never even considered anything like this before. I keep my eyes down so as to not make him feel uneasy. I unbutton my blouse. My hands are shaking a little. I drop it on the bed. Next, I unzip my skirt and let it fall to the floor. Is he there? I can’t tell. I unbuckle my bra and let my breasts fall into place. My pussy is pulsing and getting wet. I want to touch it so much but I won’t. It’s my offering to him. Not only to expose my body to him but to offer it to do with as gaziantep escort bayan tanıtımları he pleases. He can do anything and everything. I will leave it untouched sexually unless of course he directs me to touch myself, then I will be more than happy to oblige. My panties are already soaked from all of these thoughts. I turn around so he can see me from behind as I slide my panties down with a full bend. I walk around a bit so he can see me from every angle. Nice and slow pretending to be straightening up. I am trying to look natural amf still I don’t look up. My body is yours to direct, Zack. It’s all for you. Please be watching. My legs are drenched in juices. I turn and go take a shower. He cant see this part. I so wish he could.

I walk back into the bedroom wrapped in a towel. I let it drop to the floor and begin brushing my hair. I turn away from the window and put a pair of my sexiest underwear on. I give him a full viewing. I spend some time picking out a night shirt. Sauntering around in just my panties. I want to touch myself so badly. Just knowing he might be there has gotten me so excited I might have an orgasm right now. Finally I put a night shirt on and turn out the lights. I lay there imagining him staring at me with his beautiful dark eyes. Will he realize my body is under his control now? He can have anything. He can do anything. I drift off to sleep. This was my routine each and every night.

I am lounging by the pool in my sexiest bikini just in case he is watching drinking wine when I hear the gate. Moments later Zack comes strolling over. He looks amazing! I get up and give him my biggest smile and hug. I make sure to press my breasts into him. He couldnt stay long but he gaziantep escort bayan telefonları wants to say goodbye. You see he’s off to college tomorrow. I was hoping he would look me up and down but his eyes never veered from mine. I tell him I’ll miss him but hopes the experience is everything he hopes it will be. I give him one more big hug and watch him leave wanting him to turn around and take me right then and there but he just keeps walking.

That night I stroll over to the window, take a deep breath and look up. He’s standing in the window looking right at me. I can feel the blood rushing to my skin. My body is aching to be taken. I reach for the tie of my robe but then stop. If he wants a show tonight he’s going to have to give the go ahead. He’s going to have to tell me to do it. Please tell me to do it, Zack. I look down at my hands and then back to him and wait. He nods yes. I moan with excitement. I loosen the tie and let the robe fall to the floor. I never take my eyes off him. I so desperately want to see him see me. My body is shaking and my pussy starts to gush. I put my hands to the ties of my bikini top and stop. There is a pause and then once again he nods yes. I untie the ties and let it fall to the floor. My breathing becomes heavy. I place my hands on the bottoms and wait for his say so.

This time he begins to pace back and forth in the window frame. I forget to breathe. I wait. It’s only seconds but feels like hours. He looks at me very intently and nods yes. I gasp. With my hands shaking uncontrollably I pull the bikini bottoms down. Here I stand completely exposed. Internally begging for more. He could tell me to do anything and I would without hesitation. He lifts his gaziantep escort bayan videoları hand and twirls his finger. He wants me to turn. I moan again. My pussy is throbbing now. I could cum at any moment. I slowly turn and show him my ass. I turn my head to look at him and he shows me that gorgeous smile. I start breathing heavier and shaking more. I close my eyes and explode into a violent orgasm moaning and convulsing.

When I get my composure back I look back at him and he tells me to turn so I turn to face him. He smiles again. I put one hand over my shaved mound and look expectantly at him. I wanted to expose myself more by rubbing my swollen pussy for him but he nodded no so I let my hands fall to my sides. He blows me a kiss and reaches up and turns out the light. I can’t see him anymore. I stand there naked waiting to see if he comes back but he doesn’t so I eventually give up and go to bed. I lay there for quite a while thinking about the way he was looking at me and that damn heart stopping smile of his. I thought about how completely exposed I was and how excited it made me feel and how completely I trust him.

I am going to be so lonely tomorrow knowing he is gone. I am not sure I will be able to keep my pledge of not touching myself. This whole experience has lit a fire inside me and I am not confident I can control it now.

It has been about 3 months since then and I have kept my pledge. It was excruciatingly hard some nights while fantasizing about Zack. What is odd to me is that still no other man has any affect on me. I was a little worried that now the floodgates have been opened that I wouldn’t be able to control my urges when I see other handsome men but that hasn’t been the case. Only Zack makes me feel that way. Only you, Zack!

I am laying in bed thinking about Zack. I was hoping beyond hope he would call or text but he hasn’t. I often think about what he is doing and who he is with? I won’t be jealous if he has been with many girls. It is college after all and he is so young and handsome. I saw his mom today and she mentioned he will be home this saturday. So, I guess we will find out together if this story continues or ends. Please let it continue!

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It is 1963 and Dorothy Hammond has been living with Dave for 10 years, as man and wife in the East End of London. Ten years ago when Dave was 25, he was a lodger in her house in Bedford . They had an affair and when her husband found out, she had to leave and go live with Dave in London . There were a few raised eyebrows and nobody had seen a wedding, but more about the age difference, as Dorothy was 40 at the time.

Dorothy awoke quickly. What was the time? Dave got really narked if she was not ready to go out in time. Only 5’O’clock, just time for a cup of tea and then she could start getting ready for when he came home about 6.30. She found her glasses and heaved herself up out the low settee, wishing as usual it would be nice to lose a bit of weight and staggered a little and slid her feet into her ‘low’ 5″ heeled stiletto’s, her calf muscles pulling as they were stretched back again, and her bunion complaining as all of her 12½ stone came down upon it. The quick nap on the settee had been to recover a little from last night and to try and prepare a little for tonight; last night had been late one. They had got in a 1am . Usually gaziantep escort bayan haberleri on Thursday nights (pay day) they were home before twelve. And today had been a rush; she had gone to the hairdressers and had her beehive washed and reset, which took 3 hours, had her nails done and then onto Dave’s Auntie’s shop to pick up her new suit.

After a quick cup of tea, it was off upstairs. She stripped of her fawn wool dress, bra and one of her day corsets for quick wash. Looking a bit sorrowfully at the garments, she wished she would be as comfortable tonight. She could get away with more relaxed clothing when Dave was at work. Not that the corset was that relaxed (yes corset).

When she had moved in with Dave 10 years ago, she quickly realised that she had to smarten herself up. Dorothy had quickly found out that if she wanted to fit in with Dave’s friends and their wives / girlfriends, she would have to be done up to the nines at all times, as it seemed to be a competition between them. But she already knew the reason Dave had really fancied her from the gaziantep escort hikayeleri beginning was her figure. He went for large women, and Dorothy was large at that time in nineteen fifty three ; 44EE breasts, 43″ hips and a 26″ waist. To keep all that under control and look at her best in the pencil skirts and the tight waisted fashions of the 50’s, serious foundations were called for. And as Dave’s income increased, so did his insistence that Dorothy stay neat and well upholstered, and very soon. She started right away to ‘improve’ her figure, so that she had (in his eyes) the most stunning figure in the neighborhood.

Within two years, to keep up with Dave’s desires and to keep her maturing middle-aged figure in check, she had had to progress from her formidable girdles to full blown corsets. Dave became fascinated by her figure and how it was displayed, buying her ever more form fitting / sexy / and frankly unwearable outfits. After four years Dorothy had said enough was enough! She had told him that she was getting to old to wear such outrageous fashions. What would gaziantep escort bayan ilanları people think? Dave had backed off with some reluctance and Dorothy had breathed a sigh of relief and toned down her outfits and loosened her corsets a little.

But his attitude to her changed. He was no longer as keen to take her out, mentioned that he might start working away again and he had started looking at other women in the wrong sort of way. Dorothy had told him off after one flagrant ogle in a pub while she was at his side. That night he had told her straight; he was still a young bloke and as she had started to let herself go, what did she expect. He liked good looking women, who made an effort, not somebody who dressed like his granny

Dorothy could see the writing on the wall. As the Americans say, “Shape up or Ship Out”. The next day she had thought long and hard about what to do. But what options did she really have? She did not want to lose Dave, for if she did, where would she go? She was 44, never had a job in her life, living in sin with a man 15 years younger and still legally married to a man in Bedford. That evening, she made her decision, when he came home, she was dolled up to the nines and dressed in the latest bedroom outfit he had bought her. The subject had not been mentioned since and Dorothy had bit her tongue as over the years, she had to wear increasingly embarrassing outfits when out with Dave. And in the privacy of the flat it was a continual parade of bizarre costumes and other more bizarre fixations.

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This is a true story that happened to me about thirty-eight years ago. I was 18 years old at the time. My family lived next door to a middle aged couple who had me doing all the “HEAVY” work around their home as the husband had had cataract surgery. (Back them they would not allow you to do any “HEAVY” work for one year after the surgery, times sure have changed) The ladies names have been changed to protect their families

To start you where chapter 1 left off —–

When I got home from work Thursday afternoon, I notice Berthas husbands company car in their drive and figured- Nothing tonight—Well I was sure wrong as Jeanne called out the back door to me as I was walking from the garage to the house. She asked me if I wanted to have dinner and a “special” dessert with her tonight. I said sure thing, can I clean up first and can I bring anything. She said, “Just yourself and plan on a long night.”

I went in the house and took a shower and call Nebraska to let my parents know all was well and I would see them Sunday afternoon. (Back in the sixty’s you did not have answering machines and the like to keep in touch)

I got dressed in shorts and “Tee” shirt. I headed next door for dinner. Jeanne was at the sink rinsing the lettuce for the salad. All it looked like she had on was an “old fashioned” ladies apron. (You know the one like they wore in the late fifties and early sixty on TV) You could see her breasts hanging ever so nicely under it and then I noticed the silk panties gaziantep escort bayan sitesi she had on. I walked up behind her and kissed her left ear and rubbed her hinny with my hand. She wiggled her ass and pressed it firmly against my hand. I took my other hand and slid in under the apron and grasped her right breast. She turned around and gave me a sweet, juicy kiss. She said, “later for desert honey.”

She said we were having steaks and salad for dinner. I went out and lit the grill and told her it would be about twenty minutes before the “coals” would be ready. She handed me a cold drink and said to sit and relax till then. I was sitting on the lounge on the porch when she handed me a book of old photos of things I never thought she would have.

This book was of her and a couple of other “girls” when see was single and in nurses training. She just said, “See I was always the horny one that loved to play with myself or have other girls play with me.” She said she never messed around with guys for fear of catching something or getting pregnant. (She later found out she could not get PG, so that is why her and Terry never had any children)

I just sat there and hoped she would continue “using” me for her new lover. She came up to me and as if she could read my mind said, “Do not worry I will only play around with you as I have waited till now to make my move on you.” I looked at her and reached up and hugged gaziantep escort bayan forum her and smiled. (This is something to have an older lady tell you just as you turned into an eighteen years old horny male)

I went out and cooked the steaks and returned to the house about fifteen minutes later. She was just pouring the ice tea and putting the salad on the table. We sat across the table from each other and all through the meal she rubbed my leg with her foot. Jeanne got up and cleared the table of the food and dished. She than came back into the dining room with just a can of whipping cream. I looked at her and she said, “Stand up and drop your shorts.” I did as I was told. She sprayed whipping cream on my semi-hard cock and started licking head to balls. It did not take but a second for me to get rock hard and start rubbing her hair. I pulled her to her feet and we walked to the bedroom with the can in MY hand. I removed that apron and her panties and laid her on the bed on her back. I then sprayed whipping cream on her nipples and crotch. After I had cleaned her up she looked at me and winked. I knew something was up besides me.

She got off bed and went to the closet. She got a movie projector out and up on a porno movie. (Remember this is 1963 and there was NO VCR’s or DVD at that time)

The first one was all girls and the second on was of this well endowed chick taking on four different men at different escort bayan gaziantep time, not a group gangbang.

All the time the movie was playing she was stroking me and I was foundling her. About half way through the movie I rolled her over and we fucked doggie style. She pushed her ass up so high in the air that my cock just slid in ever so easy. Her boobs were rubbing the bedspread so fast that he nipples got her so aroused. After I exploded in her and fingered her till she came, I put some more whipping cream on her pussy and licked it clean. I said, “That was a great tasting desert.”

We went into the bathroom and showered each other. I lathered her all over and with my hand held those soapy boobs tweaking her nipples. She reached behind her and with her soapy hand grabbed my hard then ever cock. She guided it up against her ass and rubbed her rear end till I could feel her ass hole with the head of my cock. I pushed ever so gently against that hole till the head of my cock was just entering it. She pushed back and I slid in almost all the way to my balls. She moaned every thrust I made. All of a sudden she let out this load scream and reached for her pussy. I could feel her cumming and that made me explode inside her ass. This was the cause for the second shower of the night.

After we had dried each other off and I sat there watching her brush her hair, I said, ” let go for a drive and relax for a while. She said she would like to get a soda or something.

About an hour later we returned to the house and found her bed for the rest of the night. Friday morning came to soon for me, as I had to again go to work. I kissed her goodbye and went to work with a semi-hard cock thinking all day about the last two nights.

Our relationship went on for the next three years till I met my wife and got married.

The end of the story, sad but true!!

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Dusk, the world around us starts to get a bit darker. We sit on the couch, eyes locked, smiling, enjoying each other’s company. There’s a faint rumbling outside, and a brief flash of light from time to time. A rhythmic drumming on the window, as rain starts hitting the glass. We talk about everything and nothing at all. Sitting, facing each other, our arms stretched across the back of the couch. I move to slightly change my position, and my fingers gently brush over yours. The first physical contact…

Everything stops momentarily. I blush, smile, and quickly look down. I don’t know why I pick that moment to get shy with you, I’ve felt nothing but comfort, and ease since we sat down and started talking. I start feeling rather foolish for even getting embarrassed, which makes me blush even more. Just then, I feel your hand on my cheek. You’re lifting my face so I’ll look at you once more. “There’s that blush that makes you look so beautiful.”

All I can do is smile and quickly look away. I feel you moving closer. As your hand touches my face a second time, I bite my lip, and smile. You turn my face toward you yet again. Only this time, you’re not only turning my head, your pulling me closer. I lock my eyes with yours for a split second before closing them and surrendering to your pull. Just as my teeth release my lower lip, I feel your warm soft lips press against it. A gentle kiss for my lower lip, and one for the upper. Then, softly, slowly, your tongue traces every curve, every contour of my lips, before sliding between them, parting them with such ease. My tongue slides forward to meet yours. Our tongues start to dance as our arms wrap around us, pulling us closer. So close, we feel as one. Fingers, hands roaming, sliding through hair, over soft warm skin. Sighing, taking in each other, as we kiss harder, the passion in us grows.

We pull apart from the kiss, breathing heavier, our eyes lock again. We’re both smiling. We can almost see it in each other’s eyes, the thoughts going through our minds. The smiles pretty much turn to grins, no more words need be spoken. Wanting to make the next move, mainly because you made the first, I lean forward, and start placing little kisses, nibbles, bites and sucks all the way up the side of your neck. I can feel and hear your breathing change, which causes a grin to spread across my face as I continue up your neck, to your earlobe. One hand runs fingers through my hair, as the other makes it’s way down my back, and back up my side. I turn your face, and kiss your lips once more, before making my way back down your neck.

Just as my mouth makes it to your collar bone, I feel your hands slide up my shirt to my bra. I can feel your fingers fumble Ankara travesti with the hooks as I continue to nibble and suck on your neck and collar bone. “You’re not making this easy on me.”

I look up at you and smile, “That’s the entire point, my dear.”

“Pure evil. Damn! You ARE a goddess!”

“Indeed,” I kiss you again, and move to the other side of your neck. The softest moan escapes your lips. Hearing it sends noticeable chills over my body, which causes you to grin. You get the bra un-hooked, and slide it and my shirt off. I in turn, slide your shirt off, and we start kissing once again.

While kissing, you start pushing me back, laying me down. You begin exploring my body with your tongue, and lips. Kissing, nibbling, licking, and sucking your way down my neck, over my collar bone, down my chest. There’s a pause at each nipple, to pay extra close attention to them. Your hands join the exploration. One hand cups around the breast that’s being sucked, as the other drifts over to the unattended nipple, to pinch, and roll it. Heavy sighs and soft moans start to escape my parted lips, as my head rolls from side to side, my eyes closed. Your mouth moves over to the opposite breast, to give it the attention you gave the other. Your hand now pinching and rolling the other one.

Your hands start to trail themselves down my sides as you kiss your way back to the center of my chest. Your mouth starts descending down my belly, you can feel my tummy muscles tighten as your lips move slowly down, down, down. You pause at my belly button to lick a slow circle around it. You start moving further down, your hands undo the button and zipper of my jeans, and pull them open. I gasp as your mouth reaches the top of my panties. Your teeth grip it, and pull it down slightly. I open my eyes and lift my head to watch you. Your eyes lock with mine, I can feel the grin on your face. You don’t stop your actions at all. Your hands grip the waistband of my jeans and start sliding them down. I’m more than happy to help you pull them off. The top of my panties still in your teeth, you pull them down a bit further before letting them go. Your tongue darts out and gives a quick lick across the now exposed flesh, causing me to gasp again.

You lift your head, and look up at me again, “God, Jenna! If you only knew how beautiful that sounds!” (Again, noticeable chills over my body, as I bite my lip, and let my head drop back.)

You move down and start kissing, and licking up my thighs. My legs just instinctively start to part, my breathing gets heavier. Your tongue moves slowly up, up, up, to the crook of my thigh, teasing me mercilessly. All I can do is softly moan and Antalya travesti sigh. You move to the other side, and back down the opposite leg. Making your way back up, you switch from side to side, kissing, licking, sucking. Instead of moving to the side, your mouth presses into the lace and the smooth soft warm skin of my lips.

I moan a little louder, my hips roll forward, my legs spread further. Then your tongue drags along the lace. Gasping, “Oh God,” comes flowing out of my mouth, as one hand reaches the back of your head. Your tongue presses harder, and moves slower. You move to the side, and your tongue pushes the lace out of the way a bit, so you can feel the soft, wet, hot, velvet skin you’ve been tasting through it. Sliding your tongue under the lace, you begin to trace the outside of my labia. Every now and then, as you get close to my clit, you hear my breathing get heavier. I gasp as you flick your tongue across it.

To give you better access, you slide my now soaked panties off. You come up, and kiss me quickly before going back down to venture more between my legs. Your tongue slides around the outside of my labia, down to the bottom of my opening. Your tongue slides inside. You feel my walls tighten around it, before you slide it out and further up my slit. Your drag it agonizingly slowly up my slit. When you finally reach my clit, I feel you press down harder. Then your hook your tongue under my hood, and with a slow firm lick, pull it briefly away from my clit and let it snap back, causing me to moan harder.

Your hands decide they want to explore too. Two fingers push inside me, and start probing along my upper wall, searching for that sweet spot. Once it’s found, a third finger slides in to join them. You start rubbing the spot, firmly in a come hither motion. This causes my hips to start pumping. Your other hand slides up my body, and starts playing with my nipples. Your tongue continues to dance along my wet hot skin. Your fingers pressing harder, moving faster inside of me, as you see, feel and hear me climb toward my peak. Your other hand pinches each nipple rather hard, before moving down and resting on my belly, just above my pubic mound. The hand on my belly presses down firmly, as your fingers work that wonderful spot inside of me. Your mouth, and tongue continue to play over my clit.

My moans become louder and longer. My hands fly up and start to push on the arm of the couch, pushing me onto your hand harder. My hips start bucking hard and fast. No words can be formed, only loud moans. My hips begin to spasm every now and then, which only drives you to pursue harder, and faster. My moans turn to yells, I start trying to wriggle away İstanbul travesti from you, but you won’t let me. I try to form words. It’s the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do in my life, it seems right now. Finally, “I….. I, I, I…..I need you…..*long loud moan* to fuck me NOW, Kyle!!”

There’s a pause, as you slide your pants off. You make your way up my body, kissing and licking. Your cock, so hard, slides between my lips, not penetrating yet, but it becomes coated in my juices. You kiss me, letting me taste my wonderful juices on your tongue, and lips. Then you move to my ear, your cock still sliding up and down between my lips, not letting it dip in yet. Your teeth just scraping my earlobe, your breath hot and moist on my ear, as you whisper, “You want me to fuck you, Jenna?”

“Oh God, Kyle, YES!”

“You want to feel my cock inside your pussy, Jenna?’

Moaning hard, “Yes, Kyle! Please fuck me. Fuck me NOW!”

“How badly do you want me to fuck you, Jenna? Do you want me to fuck you hard? Tell me, Jenna. Tell me how badly you want me to fuck you.”

Moaning and whimpering, “Oh God, Kyle! I need you to fuck me! I need to feel your cock inside of me. Kyle, please fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me NOW!!” My nails dig into your back. My eyes lock with yours. You can see the craving in my eyes.

With that plea, you slowly slide your cock inside me. Inch by inch, letting me feel every bit of your cock as you enter me. My head falls back, and I let out a long loud groan of pleasure. You slowly slide it back leaving only the head inside of me. Again, you slide it slowly inside me and slowly back out to the head, this time pausing right there. My eyes open once more. You’re smiling, “Tell me again, Jenna, how badly do you want me to fuck you?”

My hands immediately move down to your ass, my nails sink into your flesh. My eyes lock with yours. As I start trying to pull your hips into mine, my voice like nothing you’ve ever heard before, I demand, “FUCK ME NOW, KYLE!”

With that, you drive your cock into me hard and fast, slamming your hips into mine. My head flies back and I let out a loud groan. You start a rhythm, fucking me hard and fast, our hips grinding. All I can do is moan, yell, bite your shoulder and dig my nails into your flesh.

I feel your hips start to move faster, and more furious. Suddenly you let out a yell, and bite my shoulder. Your hips start spasming as you explode inside of me. When you release my shoulder, I grab your face and kiss you hard, my hips still pumping slowly, as you expel you last bit of sperm into me. We hug each other tight, as we come down together. After catching your breath, you pull out, and move down to lick me clean, tasting both our fluids mixed inside of me. I, in turn move down and lick you clean, enjoying the beautiful taste we make together. I then, move up and kiss you, so we can enjoy our tastes together. We wrap our arms around each other for a warm hug, lay down and fall asleep.

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Readers who have read my story submissions over the past number of years will recognize that I have a penchant for writing in the ‘Mature’ category. I suppose that it comes from my early appreciation of mature women. I enjoyed being around them. As I entered manhood some of these women evoked erotic feelings in me, particularly those that showed a reciprocal interest. Sad to say, all mature age women today are much younger than I!

A sometime dismaying result of my writing efforts is that the more ‘real’ the story was, the poorer was its reception combined with questions from readers about its believability. It became apparent to me that imagination was received better than the real thing and that probably makes sense. Actually I usually base my stories on real life people and events to which I can add a little sauce.

I decided to take one more shot at a mostly real happening from my much younger days.

*****

I was raised in a gold rush village. Actually it was not actually a village but a cluster of homes located just outside the limits of a mining town. The location allowed inhabitants to avoid taxes and ignore town bylaws. It was comprised of houses built randomly along a road to nowhere with an occasional intersection and a road to a few more homes back in the trees. The area had originally been home to bootleggers and prostitutes who could avoid harassment by town cops while still having access to a large population of hard rock miners.

By the time my family arrived the bootleggers and hookers had departed and the village was composed of hardworking men and women with young families. I had a great early life living in the boonies with swimming and fishing and full access to the wild while walking to town and back every school day. We villagers stuck together as kids, teenagers and adults in the face of ridicule from the town folks about living on the “other side of the tracks”. In this case that reference was true, we had to cross railway tracks on the road to the village. Parties and other gatherings were for everyone; the only divisions were by age.

I was twenty-one at the time in question. I had finished high school and traveled around working in mines for a few years, but had decided to try a shot at a college education. I returned home for a year to live with my parents once again while earning top money working in a nearby underground mine.

I realized shortly after my return home that I was no longer comfortable with the teenage group that I had left, and not a hell of a lot more comfortable with the older group who were largely of my parent’s age. I sought out friends in town, looked constantly for a steady girlfriend, and spent a few hours after each shift in a beer parlor with my buddies from the mine. But I did drop in at an ‘adult’ village party on occasion. They were generally held on Friday or Saturday night but often through the week depending on the season.

Eva was one of the village ladies, about 45 years old, almost birdlike in build except for a set of out-of-proportion breasts that she invariably displayed in an up-lift bra. She was pretty, flirtatious and outgoing, always one of the bright spots at any party. She was one of the most well spoken people in the village, quite well educated and aware of local and world events.

She was in a childless marriage to a real Jekyll and Hyde character named Eddy. Eddy was a normal decent guy during the day but turned into a very nasty man in the evening and night, all caused by his addiction to alcohol. He turned ugly during the first hour of a party, insulted his wife, made passes at other men’s wives and became sarcastic and aggressive towards any one close to him. Eddy often didn’t get to see the end of the party because he had been packed off home by friends and often in a near unconscious state. Eddy was lucky to be living among understanding people and married to a well-liked woman.

To sum up the erotic side of my life at that time, I was pretty much a busy but unsuccessful seeker of sex. The only real bedtime that I had wracked up was in two short encounters with working ladies. We are talking minutes here, not hours. I could be classed as desperate to prove my manhood and short of a promise to marry someone, the way forward did not look promising.

I began to drop in for a late beer at the village parties. I was working shiftwork at the time but I could make it to the end of a party on either day or afternoon shift. By arriving late I missed the square dance part, the twist and shout part, and it was usually into the ‘slow dance’ ending of the evening when I joined the rest. I always had at least one dance with Eva.

Eva was of French extraction with an olive skinned complexion and green eyes. Her eveningwear was usually light and mostly white blouses and dresses that set off her skin colour. Her well-presented breasts further magnified her appeal. She was much in demand at the parties and enslaved every dance partner Maltepe Escort by pressing her boobs against their chests as they danced. An occasional bump with her hips thrust forward added a delicious tease to the ballad. Eva left little to the imagination while dancing but admittedly only after Eddy had lost focus.

While I really enjoyed holding her in my arms I accepted that I was just one of several every evening who had felt those lovely boobs pressed against their chest. I did not read anything more into it than that although the desire to do something about it often lingered in the back of my mind.

As time wore on I tried to make it to the parties regularly if always late. The thoughts of having another dance with Eva counterbalanced the slow progress I was having with younger women. I sensed that Eva recognized my increasing interest in her and that she appeared to be open to some sort of advance.

I kissed her on the lips one night as we parted. It was not my usual ‘good friends’ sort of peck on the cheek. She pulled back quickly, looked me right in the eye and pulled my head down for her parted lips and tip of the tongue. We had to pull apart as others joined us at the exit. God there had to be something more coming my way.

The party was at her house one night. I arrived late as usual, and after a beer and a chat with some of the guys drifted out to the main room where half a dozen couples were grinding away on the dance floor to some slow sweet ballad. I had a few dances with some of the other ladies before asking Eva to dance.

She was even more soft and pliable than normal. She was also more serious, her eyes slightly hooded when we looked at each other. She melted into my body and I was quickly at full erection. She was quite short despite her heels and when she moved her hips up against mine, my cock pressed somewhere near her belly button. I was excited and aroused, something new was evolving between us and I hoped like hell that it was what I had been dreaming for.

She moaned softly in my ear as she ever so slowly massaged my erection with her belly. She kissed my neck and brushed my skin with her lips. I dropped my holding hand down her back, aching to reach down and cup a cheek.

She whispered, “Wait in the front porch and I’ll chase the rest home, it’s late anyway. Eddy’s out of it until noon tomorrow probably. We can talk.”

Talk was not on my mind at that point, but what the hell it was a start. I drifted into the kitchen and pulled a beer out of the fridge before sidling my way out onto the fully glassed-in front porch. I don’t think anybody noticed me and eventually all would have assumed that I had left the party.

Things quieted down within half an hour, I could hear the sound of all of the goodbyes and so on from the main entrance located to the side of the house away from me. Within minutes Eva appeared, pausing to kick her heels off and advancing directly to me as I stood to greet her. She encircled me with her arms, pressed her entire body against mine and tilted her head up for a full-tongued kiss. The kiss lasted minutes, not seconds, it was the hottest kiss that I had ever been part of and I wanted more.

Eva pulled back from me, a wan smile on her face as she said; “I’ve been aching to do that for months now, ever since you came back home.” She came back in for another one, even more exploratory than the first one. She had the most active lips and tongue of anyone that I had yet encountered. I now believed that anything would be possible this night.

She pulled back again to look at me, leaving her hips and belly pressed against my now throbbing cock. She said, “Don’t you want to touch me? I’ve been dreaming of those big rough hands feeling me.”

Our eyes remained locked as I moved one hand up inside of her arm to clasp one of her tits. My fingers trembled as I gently massaged it through her light sweater. I was much emboldened now and moved my hand down between our bodies to find and rub on her mound through her skirt. She signaled her acceptance by burying her tongue deep in my mouth so I pulled the front of her skirt up and pushed my knee between her legs. My hand soon followed up along the inside of her thigh to discover that Eva had removed her panties. I touched her pussy with a tentative finger.

I felt her stiffen, had I moved too fast? She pulled back and sighed. She said, “I can’t do this. It doesn’t seem right. We have to think about this.” She leaned in and kissed me softly and whispered, ‘Better go now.”

I groaned as her words hit me, my hand sliding down to console my cock over its loss. Eva smiled a little as she said, “C’mere baby, can’t let you go home like that.”

She loosened my belt and zipper and then pulled my pants and shorts down to the floor. She circled behind me and reached around to find my stiff cock. Oh God, what a feeling. I wasn’t sure which was more pleasurable, the small soft hands jerking Anadolu Yakası Escort me off or the tits jammed and rubbing on my back. I was off very quickly but Eva was ready and quickly wrapped a hankie around my knob as I blew my load. My knees were weak as I reached behind to pull Eva tight against my back.

One would have thought that I would feel terribly let down at not getting some pussy that night. But it was the opposite as I think back. Here was this pretty married woman showing sexual interest in me. Who knew? I had always believed up to that time at least, that married people did it every night and never had to go look for it. For some reason this lady had wanted me! A hand job was progress.

The summer drifted onwards and I was soon to leave for my first year of college. I was quite content, my bank account was filling up, I was getting a few dates and I was excited about the coming school year in a new environment containing a lot more females.

I was walking home at the end of an afternoon shift and noticed that the house for this night’s party was still lit up and crowded with people. I decided to drop in and say goodbye to all of these good folks as I prepared for my pending departure.

I grabbed a beer and began to mingle, talking and chatting. The party excitement was dying a bit as people began their exits. I noticed Eva sitting beside Eddy, who was apparently right out of it with his chin resting on a table. She spotted me and came right over. She said, “Do you have time to help me get Eddy home? I can’t handle him if he gets angry.”

I said, “Sure, I’ve got time, be glad to help.”

Eddy was a little guy with a very frail body. I did not anticipate that there would be a problem in getting him home. It was about a half-mile walk in pitch-black darkness to their home and Eva and I supported him from each side as he stumbled and bitched and cursed all the way. I had to pick him up at one point and his body felt like a sack full of jelly. We got him home and into his bedroom. Eva told me to wait in the front porch for her and she would get Eddy undressed and under the blankets and that we had more things to discuss.

I suspected that I was going to get more than conversation from Eva. She seemed to be very confident in her thoughts and appeared to have made a decision regarding the two of us. I was ready for either option regarding our relationship but damn she looked great. I was sure that she was horny for me.

I settled on a foldaway sofa that was kept there in case an extra bed might be needed. Eva appeared suddenly. She had undressed and pulled on a bathrobe, white of course. She was without heels and apparently without a bra. Her hair was loose and she was acting in a submissive manner. My heart was pounding in expectation as I stood to greet her, although I was not real sure about what to do.

Her intentions were clear however; she slid into my arms pulling my body to hers. She kissed my neck and nuzzled my ears and then her parted lips found mine. I could feel her bra-less breasts rolling and pressing to my chest. I opened her robe and ran my hands under it to feel her bare skin. Her warm silky body felt tiny in my hands, slim waist, little round hips, bare soft ass cheeks and finally a handful of a silky tit. God is good.

I pushed back enough to be able to view her entire naked body. My previous experiences had not included full views of the woman involved. The ladies of the night had only pulled their skirts up to the hips to allow me access, and on those rare occasions where I had bared some portion of a girl friend it had been in total darkness. This was actually the first time that I had been in intimate contact with a naked woman.

The naked Eva was spectacular to look at. There was enough light streaming through the windows to see every bump, wrinkle and belly button. Her tits hung somewhat lower than when she was dressed but they looked even more enticing than what I had imagined. She had a full bush, black and untrimmed, nestled in the Y between soft pale belly and round little hips and thighs. I pulled the robe off of her and tossed it to one side.

She undressed me as I kissed and fondled every part of her. I was much more calm than I had ever been with possible sex approaching; probably because I was certain that the decision had already been made and some pussy was definitely coming my way and that there was no need to rush. We were finally both naked and I lifted her up along my body dragging her soft tits along my belly and chest. We kissed passionately as I held her against me.

My cock ended up between her legs and I lowered her down to position my erection along her slit. She gently slipped her pussy back and forth along the shaft of my cock.

“Oh Jimmy,” she whispered, “How I’ve wanted this ever since we said goodbye that night. I had you in my hands, so urgent and desperate, I could feel it throbbing and wanting to Ümraniye Escort get off. I was going to suck it but you started coming. I wanted to taste you.”

Talk about adding heat to a boiling kettle! I duck walked her over to the sofa and set her down while we both struggled to release the back and flatten into a bed. We tumbled onto it desperate to feel the others naked body. We kissed and rolled like two snakes, bodies and legs intertwining in an effort to feel every inch of the other.

I pushed her to her back to quiet her as I leaned over to suck on her tits. She lay still, occasionally pulling me off one tit while presenting the other. I could have sucked the damn things all night and been content, but then I touched her pussy, her legs parting for my fingers. It was so moist that I could hear the sound of my fingers making lapping noises in her slit.

I moved between her tits and began to lick her skin with long vertical suggestive licks. I wanted to go down on her and taste her pussy. She knew where my mind was and whispered, “Are you sure baby? Is that what you want? It’s been a while for me.”

I said, “Do you like to be kissed there?” I had never done this before although I had heard that it was guaranteed to convince a woman to spread.

Eva’s answer was to guide me down, gently pushing on my shoulders. I kissed my way down from her tits to her soft belly and then to a point where my chin rubbed between her legs. I could smell the musk of her pussy. She raised her legs over my shoulder and guided my head to the inside of her thigh. I licked downward until I could tongue her moist slit. A repeat with the other thigh before she raised her legs and spread wide for me with her heels resting on my back.

She jerked upwards as I massaged her pussy with my nose, fingers, tongue and lips. I was tentative and uncertain of what was expected of me and waiting for guidance from Eva. She arched upwards using her hands on my head to press her pussy against my mouth. It was wide open and larger than I had imagined. I flattened my tongue and she rubbed back and forth on it. I finally came to understand that short of biting her anything I did would bring her pleasure.

She started to talk between her moans of pleasure, “I was your age when a man first went down on me. He was older, a family friend who often flirted with me. He became bolder with his eyes and suggestive talk.” She stopped to cry out, “Yes there, there, stay there.”

I have since learned that I was circling her clit with my tongue tip at that point. I felt powerful now, certain that I was controlling matters, and damn it was fun to have a woman desire me enough to want me to drive her to distraction.

Eva continued softly, “He made passes at me when we were alone and I enjoyed arousing him. He got me in the back seat of his car one night. I let him take my panties off.”

She stopped again as I continued to suck and lick. “Ah careful baby,” she moaned, “I’m close to coming.” I backed off a bit, removing my tongue and just rubbing my face and head on her belly and pussy and thighs. I wanted to crawl inside of it.

She continued, “I wasn’t expecting him to go down on me, but suddenly I felt his hot tongue in my pussy and I almost got off!”

I pulled up off of her and crawled up over top for a passionate kiss. I moved my cock down between her legs and whispered, “So did you get off?”

My knob was poised between her pussy lips when she cried out, “Yes, but only after he fucked me.”

I lurched forward and slid into her so easily. She was so ready for it, my knob parting the velvet folds of her pussy on its way to heaven. I felt her wet pussy lips close around the base of my cock. I can still feel that first thrust despite the years. She controlled me, quieted me when I became aggressive but never appeared to be considering stopping me.

I centered my hips between her legs and slowly withdrew my shivering shaft. I am not sure if I was slow because I didn’t want to get off at that point or if I was uncertain as to what to do next! But nature guided me and I was soon humping my beautiful family friend with slow measured strokes.

I pushed up on my arms to see her under me. Her eyes were shut; she was biting and moving her lips as I stroked her. She was spread wide encouraging me to pump harder and faster. I was very proud of myself. Her knees closed tight to my thighs as if trying to contain me in her. The hard black nipples mesmerized me as they bounced and swung to and fro. I suddenly became desperate, speeding up my thrusts, trying to bury deeper into her pussy.

Eva’s arms reached around to pull me down on her while thrusting her hips up to meet each stroke. She whispered in my ear, “Now baby, it’s time, bring me home.” She hooked her heels into the back of my thighs and began fucking me. That’s what it felt like anyway but I had little time to think about me or she or the man in the moon. I was coming with a more powerful release than I had ever before experienced. My balls tightened as I shoved my cock into her from every angle possible while the cum-column entered the base of my cock and raced upwards. I could not have stopped it if I had wanted to, and I did not want to.

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I guess we all walk around with a lot of preconceived notions about things and, I suppose, for most of them, we carry them with us throughout our life.

But there are a few that, in living our lives, we run dead up against an exception to these firmly-implanted ideas and they have to change. That happened to me last year when Olivia and I were looking for a house to buy.

Olivia is my girlfriend, we’d been together nearly five years and felt really good with each other and had decided to do what many couples do, buy a house together.

We’re both established in our careers, Olivia is in marketing with a consumer food company, one you’ve heard of and I’m a financial advisor with a division of a regional bank. She’s twenty-six and I’m twenty-eight. So, we’re not kids and we’re not middle-agers, either.

Now to the idea that I’d been carrying around that got blown out of the water. I know you’ve been waiting for it.

Older women. Mature women.

I had heard guys talk, sure. But, well, there were just so many women around near my own age, right? So, I never paid them any mind. That is, until I met our real estate agent, Brooke Davies. Well.

Olivia and I, like any modern-day real estate shoppers, had scoured the computer listings over and over looking for just the right combination of all the features we had listed. And there were a lot. But there was one house in particular that rang just the right note with us and we called the agent.

She sounded nice and was immediately helpful answering some additional questions that whetted our appetite to see the property. I did see her picture on the website and really didn’t think much of it.

She arranged to meet us that afternoon at the property and when we drove up, she was there in her shiny black Mercedes.

As I was getting out of my Honda, I looked over and saw a beautiful pair of legs tapering out of the Mercedes shoed in black high heels as my eyes followed up to the short black skirt straining to remain closed as she came out into the sunlight. She was wearing a black knit top and crowned with bright, platinum-blonde hair falling in curls.

Statuesque. That was the perfect word for Brook Davies. Tall, blond, curvy and, yes, no doubt almost twice my age. A few pounds too many but they got lost on all the curves. She was sexy. Oh, for sure.

After our introductions and the enlightening house tour, especially following her up the stairs to the second floor, we stood back outside discussing the various aspects and features that we were looking for comparing them with those we had just seen. Well, Olivia and Brooke were discussing them, I was more captivated by the lovely and generous cleavage Ataşehir Escort presented for my entertainment by our new real estate agent.

I’m sure I heard some of what was said, I know I remember her saying she’d been married thirty-five years so I figured she must be mid-fifties anyway, maybe more.

We did go back to the house two days later to look it over again, though I was really, at that stage, more interested in looking over our real estate agent. I think she might have gotten the idea but I don’t think Olivia did.

We later decided to scratch that particular house off our list, it was just too far from where we worked but I kept thinking about Brooke Davies and how sexy she was.

I had her card in my wallet and called her the next morning to see if she could meet me there so I could check out a few more aspects of the property.

As I pulled up, she started getting out of her car again, all the time looking over at me, taking her time, stretching her long, beautiful legs out as I watched.

“Where’s Olivia?” she asked.

“Oh, couldn’t come. Just me today.”

“Well, I’ll just have to control myself, then won’t I?” she purred as she twisted the key in the door. “Where do you want to start, today?”

“Um, the master bedroom,” I answered as I followed her up the stairs. She had on a trim dark business suit, one that showed her fabulous legs to a tee.

Well, I had decided to make my move as soon as we got through the door. It would be over quickly or may take several hours, all depending on what was to happen next.

I was right behind her when she turned. I slid my arms round her and pulled her to me as I kissed her. There was no pushing me away, she even pulled me to her.

Our kiss lasted through several tongue swaps until our heads pulled back.

“Well, Hayes, that’s a bit of a surprise. A nice surprise,” she said smiling up at me, our arms still holding each other.

I bent down and kissed her again as I felt her hands unbuttoning my shirt and pulling it open. Then she pulled away and leaned in to take one of my nipples in her mouth as her hand rubbed my eager cock trapped inside my pants. I had pulled off her jacket and was now unbuttoning her blouse; there was no question what was happening.

As she stood there in her bra, I reached around and unhooked it to pull it off her arms.

Just so you know, Olivia’s a slender woman with pretty 34B breasts. Brooke, well, they were much larger, I’m guessing 38D at least. And, oh, they were beautiful. Large, circular pink nipples with the very centers all pointed-out. I stood back with my hands under them admiring the sight before me.

“God, Brooke, Kadıköy Escort they’re even more beautiful than I’d imagined. You must get a lot of looks at the beach,” I admired.

“Oh, the beach I go to in Cancun is topless. I do get a lot of looks. Just like you’re looking right now,” she said as I bent over to suck one of her lovely nipples. She was also trying to unbuckle my pants and soon had them loose and was working to shove them down.

I lifted up, got out of my pants and pulled my boxers off and looked at her there in heels, high-thigh stockings and panties.

“You are so hot, Brooke, so hot, god, I want to fuck you.”

“It’s nice when a client and I have the same goals, Hayes. And, look, a nice, big, king-sized bed,” she said as she went over and stripped the covers back. She sat down, pulled off her shoes, rolled down her stockings and pulled off her pretty lace panties.

Bare. Perfectly bare. And with a delicious-looking slit all ready for my tongue as I knelt down between her legs as she opened herself for me.

“Mmm, this is nice, Hayes. You’ve been wanting this, haven’t you? I could tell the other day.”

I did manage to nod up and down some, it seemed enough as her hands held my head to her.

“Mmm, lovely, just lovely. Mmm, oooh, right there, you know what I like don’t you?” she murmured.

I was in no rush and I was hoping the rest of her day was free as I licked up and down, dragging my curled tongue deep in her furrow, then reaching in and pulling her open to probe deeper.

“Mmm, Hayes, yes, you make my pussy such a happy girl, mmm, oh, inside, yes, oh, like that, it’s…UUH, UUH, UNH, UNH, MMM, mmm, oh, my sweet man, please make love to me, mmm, I want you inside me, hurry,” she moaned as she scooted up on the bed widening open as I waddled up to her and pushed my hard cock all the way inside.

“Oh, oh, yes, you feel so good, Hayes. Oooh, just nice and slow. Mmm, take your time, let’s really enjoy being together like this. Just fuck me nice and slow. I hope you’re not disappointed, Hayes, I really do.”

“I think you’re wonderful, Brooke, I knew when I first saw you that I wanted you. And, you’re even more wonderful that I’d imagined. You’re so tight, just incredible.”

“Lots of exercises, my boy, lots of exercises. I have a dildo with a suction cup on the bottom that I squat over fucking it almost every day. I’ll have to show you how good I am on top. I could almost pull your cock off.”

“Wanna do it right now?” I asked and bent down and rolled us over, keeping my cock well-placed as she ended up on top.

“Ah, my favorite spot, up on top of a man’s hard cock,” she groaned as she began Ümraniye Escort scissoring straight up and down. Her tight pussy glided up and down gripping me tightly, just so good.

“God, this is the best I’ve ever had. You tighten so much, it’s just incredible.”

“Well, you feel good to me, Hayes. Really good and wonderfully hard.”

Her breasts were softer than Olivia’s which was not surprising, they’re rather larger. But they felt so luscious as I rubbed them while she fucked me straight up and down.

“This is why you called me today isn’t it?” she asked.

“Yes, it’s as simple as that, I wanted this. I wanted to fuck you, Brooke.”

“Well, I’m glad you did, it’s lovely. Just perfect, mmm.”

She kept moving sinuously up and down on me, just pulling me up each time, she was so hot, so seductive, so lustful, it was an incredible experience. This woman was sex.

“Mmm, nice and hard, yes, I’m glad you called. This is just what I needed today, a nice hard, young cock. Am I making you feel good?”

“Oh, Brooke, you’re fantastic. I can’t believe how tight you are. And when you fuck me real slow like this, oh, it’s just the sweetest kind of torture on my cock.”

“Yes, I know, my dear, I’ve had lots of practice. Here, suck my nipples, Hayes, while I fuck you,” and she leaned over to drop a nipple on my mouth as she continued slowly sucking me with her pussy, which is what it felt like.

“Mmm, I’m close, really close,” she purred, “Oh, yes, now, yes, uh, UH, UH, UNH, UNH, mmm, mmm,” she groaned and she kissed me hard, never stopping, still fucking me so sensually, her pussy keeping its tight grip on me.

My orgasm was unlike any other I’d ever had, just sudden and explosive, almost doubling me up as spurt after spurt of my hot cum went deep into my new lover as she dropped over me kissing me softly and sweetly.

She lay over me as we kissed, her hips still moving just enough to keep me from going soft, she really knew how to use her body for pleasure,

“Mmm, thank you for a lovely afternoon, Hayes. I hadn’t expected this and I just love surprises. Are you happy?”

“Oh, yes, this was wonderful. I hope you can sell these people’s house to thank them for us borrowing their bed. It was wonderful.”

“Well, they stand to make a nice profit, enough that we should be able to use it several times, if you’d like? Even this afternoon, if you want?” she asked me saucily. I knew right then that Brooke Davies, though no longer my real estate agent, would become my lover.

We have met at least once each week ever since, usually in a different house each time; her husband’s retired so we can’t use her home, but the accommodations are always upscale, fitting for such a lady as Brooke Davies.

So, meeting my favorite real estate agent taught me something: proper aging can improve all manner of things, women included. You should have her give you a showing. She has so much to offer.

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Chapter 1:

I can’t believe I’ve been in this clothing optional RV park for only 24 hours. I met two gorgeous older ladies in the trailer next to me, Madeline and Sandra, this morning. They teach in grade school, have a special bond while spending their summer months looking for hard cocks and wet pussies. They look like twins, each with the same beautiful big breasts capped with wide areola and rock hard nipples the size of my thumb. The only way I can tell them apart is that Madeline’s amazing pussy is shaved smooth and slick, while Sandra sports a generous growth of auburn curls. At least she did up until a few minutes ago.

I spent the day with these two hot ladies at the beach here in Pismo. We sunned in the secluded dunes where I received a gut wrenching hand job spraying my cum all over Madeline’s big tits, which she then shared with Sandra. Just before a wonderful steak dinner, Sandra gave me a stunning blow job, swallowing all that I could give her. And just now, I shaved Sandra’s overly hairy snatch. She is silky smooth except for a nice one and half inch runway leading down to her throbbing clit. (You can read all of this in parts 1 through 3)

Having coiffed Sandra’s very wet pussy, followed by a delicious snack eating her to an explosive orgasm, she was ready to catch forty winks. Madeline and I settled her in bed and pulled the sheet over her. Madeline suggested we let her sleep in peace and head over to my trailer. She grabbed a robe as we left.

“Hey Madeline, why the robe? We’re in a clothing optional park.”

“I’m not sure what time I’ll be leaving you. If it’s at 3:00 AM, I don’t want to freeze between here and there, even if it is clothing optional.”

Yikes, it’s only 8:00 PM now, what does this lady have planned for us!

We entered my travel trailer in space A18. I ‘lit’ several of my electric candles placed around the cabin. They provide a low, flickering glow that adds a cozy feeling, and I don’t have to worry about burning the place down.

Madeline went over to the kitchen counter and picked up my Fleshlight. It was drying, after getting a thorough work out this morning. She examined it carefully running her fingers around the top.

“Isn’t this cute. It has a labia around the opening, and a cute little clit right at the top. Do manufacturers really think this looks real?”

Madeline placed my toy on the night stand. She pulled down the covers on my bed.

“Come make love to me, Paul.”

I joined her in bed and cuddled up to my well-endowed neighbor. I lay down on my back and Madeline moved in close with her head on my chest and leg curved over mine. I could feel the heat between her legs against my thigh as she hugged me close. Her right hand massaged my chest before heading lower and finding my cock. She wrapped her fingers around my shaft as I began to come to life. Madeline’s leisurely touch showed that she was in no hurry. Her hand moved lower and she cupped my balls, rolling each between her fingers. For the next several minutes, she moved back and forth between lightly squeezing my balls and stroking my cock.

My right arm was tucked under this lovely lady and I was stroking her back.

“Mmmm, I love having my back rubbed. It gets me in the mood. Let’s enjoy this, I don’t want crazy acrobatic sex tonight, just gentle loving.”

Madeline’s hand was in perpetual motion, moving up to massage my chest and back down to my cock and balls. This was very nice. The candles provided just the right amount of flickering light and created this romantic moment. As Madeline continued stroking, she could feel my cock becoming very hard. “Your cock feels so hard right now, Paul.”

“It might be from the two Viagra I popped just before dinner. I’m not a young man and need a little extra help, especially when you consider five orgasms in one day. You two are going to wear me out.”

Madeline was surprised, “Five orgasms. Where was I when all of this took place?”

I related my day so far, as she continued stroking. “Well, the first time was right after I ‘fixed’ your refrigerator. When you showed up at my door and you were topless. I got an instant hard on. I was so worked up after meeting both of you and then you hugged me close, smashing your tits into me. I came right back here to masturbate and quickly shot a load of cum all over my chest.”

Madeline sighed, “You should have asked, we would have been overjoyed to take care of you. So that’s number one.”

“I thought it might be a bit forward, since I had just met you. Anyway, I had to go register and that’s when I met Pamela and her perfectly toned body. I think she was coming on to me. She told me how much she likes smooth, hard, circumcised cocks. Shaved balls are a must, since she loves sucking them so much. She had me so worked up, I came back here to use my Fleshlight. I had a real powerful orgasm. I just finished cleaning my love toy when you came over to take me to the beach.”

Madeline was whispering to me, “So that explains why it was on your counter. I thought maybe you were trying to shock us. It takes a lot more than Maltepe Escort that to turn our heads. So that’s number two. Number three was in the dunes. I remember that one, because it was my hand wrapped around your throbbing cock, just like it is now.” With that comment, Madeline squeezed really hard.

“By the way, your cum tastes good, sweeter than most other’s. As for Pamela, you be careful. She can get a little kinky. Be wary if she tries to lure you into the back room. The last time I was with her, she used nipple clamps on me. I’m not much into pain. Although I must admit, after a little while I was extremely wet.”

I wondered,”Maddy, if you are not into pain, why didn’t you just pull them off.”

Madeline continued, “Well because my hands were above my head clasp in handcuffs.”

“You are such a tart. I bet those clamps stayed in place, because your nipples are BIG, just the kind I love to wrap my lips around. Well you know about my fourth orgasm, because Sandra blurted out at dinner about the blow job. Number five, well that’s the one I am about to experience with you.”

I told Madeline it was time to switch positions. I was very close to shooting a major load of cum and needed a break. Madeline shifted to her back and I was now on my side pressing into her. Her hand latched onto my seven inches again. I now had my left hand free to stroke and massage her body.

Madeline’s big boobs were spread out, but her nipples were rock hard. From this position I was able to move my hand all around her incredible body. I ran my palms over her soft flesh and hard nips. She really responded to my stroking. Her areola were visibly darker and her breathing became shallow. My hand moved slowly around her tummy. I cupped her breasts and my fingers massaged the mounds. I dipped my wandering hand lower landing on her smooth, hairless mound. I felt the puffy outer lips of her pussy. My fingers pinched and rubbed each lip, alternating back and forth.

Madeline spread her legs wider giving me more access. I continued massaging her hot gash, my fingers feeling the increased heat and wetness. She was dripping. I spread her juice all around her pussy as if it was massage oil.

Madeline again whispered, “I think I am ready now. Will you use your hand and some lube to make me cum? I orgasm so much easier being stroked and having my clit rubbed, rather than straight fucking. Sandra is so fortunate; she can cum buckets with a hard cock deep inside her cunt. I need my clit played with for my ejaculation.”

I’m not one to turn down a request like that. I grabbed my bottle of warming lube and poured some into my palm. I moved it directly between Madeline’s spread legs and rubbed her inner labia, spreading her outer lips in the process. The warm liquid quickly heated up. I repeated with another handful of lube directly on her lips and clit, letting the overflow drip down between her ass cheeks. I wanted her ass nice and wet as well. Her slit was properly prepared for me to slide my hand up and down and finger her gash. I rubbed between her lips, spreading them to give my fingers more access. I dipped two fingers deep into her pussy. She was remarkably tight. I sawed my fingers back and forth feeling Madeline spasm deep within her inner core. I withdrew my fingers and moved lower to feel her rosebud. I moved my fingers back and forth over her tight ring. I felt her loosen her a bit and pushed my index finger inside her hole.

Madeline was breathing harder now. Her large breasts were moving up and down with each breath. Her nipples spiked out further as her arousal increased. I could feel her getting wetter as her fluids mixed with the lube.

I was able to slide my hand faster and faster, dipping fingers into her two holes with each pass. I pushed two fingers into her pussy at the same time my little finger invaded her ass. The classic shocker move. Madeline’s sexual gratification was growing by the minute. I withdrew my fingers and concentrated on her clitoris. Her little nubbin was now very hard and fully extended from beneath its hood. I used two fingers to slide up and down the sides of her clit. Madeline was gritting her teeth and lifting her ass of the bed.

She moved her hand down to her pussy to join mine. She grabbed the top of her vagina with two fingers and pulled up. Her clit came into view, looking like the pink eraser on top of a pencil. I concentrated my effort on the bulge and rubbed quickly with added pressure. Madeline’s juices flowed as she rode the crest to a wild climax. I bent over and grabbed her left nipple with my lips. I sucked hard, using my tongue to massage the tip. I licked all around her puffy areola.

One of her hands reached around my head and pressed my face hard against against her breast. Her other hand grabbed my hand, pressing it hard to her pussy as her climax ripped through her body. Her thighs quivered with involuntary spasms. Her whole body shook for several seconds as electric volts shot from womanhood through her total being.

It took several minutes to regain her composure. She was flushed. Her Anadolu Yakası Escort breathing was ragged. Her legs separated and she released her tight grip on my head and hand. She was satiated. Her clit was ultra sensitive and she pushed my hand away.

“No more! No more!”

I let Madeline come back down to earth before saying anything. She was the first to talk,”Geez, that was amazing. I was on the edge of coming when you applied the extra pressure to my clit. And when you bent down and sucked my nipple into your mouth, I just exploded. I swear my nipples are hard wired into my clit. You didn’t know, but I have cum many times with just my nipples being sucked and licked. I am so lucky that way. I like my sensitive tits and I love you playing with them.”

“So what’s your pleasure Maddy?”

“I want you on top. Old fashion missionary.”

That sounded good to me. Madeline spread her legs and I moved over on top of her, using my elbows for support. Madeline grabbed my cock and moved it up and down her slit gathering wetness on my tip. She directed my hard shaft right into her sweet spot. I pushed my hips and entered her. I drilled my seven inches deep into her pussy, feeling her warmth and tightness all at once. Such a sublime feeling.

I withdrew my manhood slowly and deliberately until just the tip was between Madeline’s thick lips. I pushed in again, slowly feeling the same sensation. I knew I wouldn’t last very long. These guys that say they ‘pounded her pussy for 45 minutes’ really meant ‘four to five’ minutes. Ha. If I could last fives minutes gripped by Madeline’s tight twat I would be king of the world.

I increased the tempo of my thrusts, some deep and others short and swift. The pressure on my glans was building with every movement. I love this feeling, the building of yet another incredible climax. I looked deep into Madeline’s eyes, looking into her soul. Here smile was inviting and I lowered my lips to hers. Our first kiss was sweet and loving. This was not casual fucking, this was a shared passion between two new found friends. We continued kissing with open mouths, our tongues playing against each other. I intensified my thrusting, delving deeper into her heated sheath. She was so wet with the combination of her juices and the lube. I didn’t stand a chance.

Madeline’g giant tits were mashed between our bodies. I could feel her nipples harden against me. Her mammary flesh provided a soft cushion for me. I lust for her big boobs.

I picked up the pace and that familiar feeling emerged. It starts at the tip of your cock, runs up through your shaft and all along your spine. The road to final ejaculation. I’m not usually this aggressive, but Madeline brought it out of me. My thrusting was now fast, hard and deep. My balls slapped against her ass. The bed was shaking with our movement. Maddy was now fucking me back as hard as I was fucking her.

The four to five minute mark was achieved and I blasted a load of thick cum into the depths of her waiting pussy. My head swirled as I pumped more seed into Madeline. The intense feeling up and down my cock made my head spin. I continued to move in and out, in and out. My feelings turned to total satisfaction and I felt our combined juices lubricate my cock and her inner walls. We smiled at one another listening to the splashing sounds made by our mutual contact and the frothy mixture of semen and girl juice.

I slowed my movements as my cock deflated within her womb. Madeline squeezed down hard on me trying to keep hold. Finally the pressure of her legs relaxed, I slipped out completely and rolled over on my back. I took deep shallow breaths as the head spinning stopped and I was able to appreciate what just happened. The union of body and soul, cock and pussy, man and woman, lovers!

Madeline sighed and rolled toward me, once again cradled in my arms. Our legs intertwined. Her breathing was also quick and shallow.

“Whew, that was something, eh?”

“Only the greatest with you, Madeline! You are incredible.”

With that we drifted off to sleep on one another’s arms.

Chapter 2:

I awoke sometime in the middle of the night with a strange feeling on my cock. I came to my senses and realized Madeline’s hand had a tight grip around my shaft. She was awake and looking at me.

“Hey, what time is it?”

Madeline whispered, “Around two in the morning.”

“Why is your hand around my cock?”

She replied,”I just woke up and was about to turn on my side to go back to sleep. I looked over and you have this massive hard on. Well there is something fun to play with. I figured I’d worn you out earlier. But no, look at you now, you stud.”

She gripped me tighter. Obviously, I was not going back to sleep anytime soon.

“I’m sure it’s just my VR. I often wake up with a nice rod after taking Viagra the day before.”

“VR?”

“Yep, Viagra Reflex. Viagra Redundancy. Viagra Response. Viagra Redux.”

Madeline again whispered,”You are so goofy. Let’s take care of this at once. I can”t go to sleep knowing I have a İstanbul Escort hard object I can play with. Let’s see, what shall we do?”

Madeline was not going to let this go, so to speak. I resigned myself to another round of hot sex with my camp neighbor. Darn. She was already up and straddling me, her legs on either side of my hips. Her pussy was still damp and wet against my skin.

She reached over for my Fleshlight sitting on the night stand. “Let’s see how this thing works, shall we?”

“Maddy, you know how it works?”

“Madeline whispered,”Well I’m not sure, I’ve never had one. All of my toys are different and go inside of me. Let’s see, I have my vibrators, my dildos, my vibrating egg, my butt plugs, and my magic rabbit. Oh, and I must not forget the double headed dildo that Sandra and I share!”

“You’re killing me, Maddy!”

My cock was standing up straight. Madeline grabbed the bottle of warming lube also on the night stand. She poured some directly on my shaft and used her hand to slather it around. Then she poured some into the opening of my silicone sheath. She moved her hand to her mouth, first inhaling the fragrance and then licking lube from her fingers.

“Mmm, cherry flavor. I love it. Now, let’s get to work.”

With that, Madeline grabbed the base of my cock with one hand holding me upright, and proceeded to push the Fleshlight all the way down my shaft. She had this evil smile as she looked directly into my eyes and shoved.

The lube did its job. My cock was completely enveloped. Madeline used both hands to pull our toy all the way up. As she pulled, she remarked,”That is some crazy suction. I don’t think my pussy can squeeze this hard. I see why you like this contraption.”

She pushed down slowly, watching my shaft disappear inch by inch. When I was completely engulfed, she twisted the Fleshlight quickly. The sudden movement was both erotic and scary. “Bet you didn’t see that coming?”

Madeline seems to be full of surprises. She twisted the sheath back and forth several times slowly. This change of pace had my cock throbbing. She started the up and down motion again adding a little more lube to my shaft. The Fleshlight moved a little freer now. Madeline began a smooth movement up and down with a slight rotation, almost like she was giving a double fisted hand job. A nice benefit of her hand motion was her huge breasts jiggling back and forth. The quicker she masturbated me, the more her tits shook. Watching her boobs and feeling the silicone on my cock was enough to put me over the edge once again. My balls tightened as I felt a surge of sperm move through my cock and shoot out. The sticky splurge covered the inside of my Fleshlight and lubricated my shaft. The sheath moved freely now that it was full of my cum.

Madeline pulled the device off my cock. “Ooops, I think you made a mess. Too bad you have to clean it up once again. Darn.” This is one time I won’t mind that chore.

She placed the Fleshlight on the table, grabbed my shaft at the bottom and sucked me all the way into her mouth. I wasn’t expecting this bit of cleanup. Madeline licked up and down my dick, collecting all of my jism on her tongue and swallowing. Once she was satisfied that I was clean again, she smacked lips and smiled.

“Yum.”

“Oh, Maddy, I’m so happy you woke me up. You are amazing. Now it’s time for me to return the favor.”

“I really should get to my place. I don’t want Sandra worried about where I am.”

“Oh no you don’t”, I demanded. “I want to eat your pussy and taste you. I owe you an orgasm. I had a taste at the beach, but I want the real thing right now right from the source.”

“OK, OK, I get it. You want to eat my pussy! Haven’t you had enough. For goodness sake, we have all week.”

Madeline was easily swayed. She moved up onto my chest, leaving a trail of her wet fluids. With one more shift, her pussy was square on my face. Pussy heaven. I inhaled her womanly scent and tasted her essences. She used her fingers to spread her lips giving me access to her inner labia. My tongue had full access to inner genitalia. I used my tongue and lips to full advantage. I licked and tasted Madeline over and over. I tasted her juice, the cherry flavored lube and even a bit of my own cum. It was a very tasty cocktail.

Madeline squirmed on my face. She ground her quim onto my tongue and lips. My tongue darted into her gash, licking and sucking all around. I located her clitoris, now starting to emerge from its hood. Madeline was coming alive and becoming wetter and wetter. I was licking from the bottom of her slit all the way to her clit. I twirled my tongue around her clit over and over until she let go a torrent of cum once again.

Madeline’s thighs quivered, her hands moved down to my chest to support her body while her orgasm spurred through her body. She moved her pussy back and forth over my lips. I stuck out my tongue to gather her honey. Her body spasms continued as I licked relentlessly intent on spurring her onto a second climax. I grabbed her legs and pulled her pussy into my face for one last volley. I caught hold of her inner lips with my open mouth and sucked them in. My tongue was fiercely licking my captive target. My licking and sucking took hold and Madeline came again. More female liquid dripped down covering my cheeks and neck. Her whole body nearly suffocating me.

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