Horny MILF finally lets go....
Jill entered the Italian restaurant and beamed broadly
when she saw me. Despite being in her mid forties, her crinkly
blond hair, shapely figure with its large breasts, and
long legs with its short skirt and high stiletto shoes drew
admiring glances from both other patrons and staff alike.
I stood up and we briefly embraced and, as the waiter assisted
her into her chair beside me, I glimpsed her full, plump,
firm cleavage discretely displayed by her tight white
blouse.
Immediately I felt her hand, screened by the tablecloth,
start to caress my thigh. My cock had immediately stirred
when I first saw her and was now so swollen as to have become
uncomfortable within its constraints.
A lunch of shared plate of pasta and a glass of wine later,
her hand had progressively moved such that, as it caressed
my thigh, the side of her hand intentionally stroked my
testicle. Jill leant towards me. John, she whispered,
is it time to leave? Then she added, giggling, Are you
able to stand up without too much embarrassment?
After setting the account, we walked towards the car park,
her arm in mine, the weight of her breast pressing against
my arm. You dont know how much Ive been looking forward
to this afternoon, she murmured, an entire afternoon
in bed! I reminded her, smiling, that we had only had sex
a couple of evenings before. I know, she giggled, but
Im making up for lost time!
I let her into the car and, as she slid her legs in front of
her, she, totally unconcerned, displayed the darker tops
of her stocking, briefly flashing the soft, white flesh
of the thighs above.
I then went and paid at the car park pay
station and as I climbed into the car, my nostrils caught
the delicious scent of pussy. Suspecting that she had removed
her panties whilst I had been away, as I edged the car towards
the ramp, I eased up her skirt, progressively displaying
the tops of her stockings, her naked thighs and finally
her totally waxed, bare crotch. Her thighs slid apart and
I caressed her already wet and distended labia as her hand
now caressed the outline of my still swollen cock. You
guessed, she giggled, now lets get home as fast as possible!
I drove out of town and as I we entered the freeway, she unbuckled
her seat belt and slid towards me, her hands unbuckling
my belt and pulling open my zip. Soon she had carefully extracted
my cock, licking and sucking, had forced it into her mouth.
With it still in her mouth, she half turned onto her back
and, pulling up her skirt, wantonly exposed her naked crotch,
inviting attention. She groaned as I inserted first one
finger, followed by a second, inside her, her now crotch
starting to thrust against my hand. My cock briefly slid
from her mouth. You make me such a slut Mr. John Thomas,
she gasped, her lips closing again around my shaft.
It had only started a couple of months previously when I
had noticed an attractive, smartly dressed, older woman
in a local nightclub. With my being so much younger than
her, married and with children, I was very surprised when
she accepted my invitation for lunch a couple of days later.
We had lunch a number of times, talking about our lives including
her divorce fifteen years earlier, her teenage daughter
and my family and, when I finally plucked up courage to invite
her to dinner, I was again very surprised when, without
hesitation, she accepted.
As we headed home after the dinner date I drove down a very
quiet lane and parked, out of sight, in some trees. As we
kissed for the first time, I could sense her eagerness and
soon had extracted her large breast from her blouse. She
moaned, her mouth wide and inviting my tongue, as I fondled
her breast, occasionally squeezing her rapidly swelling
nipple. As her hand started to caress the outline of my swollen
cock, I suggested that we moved to the backseat. Soon, with
the rear doors wide open and totally oblivious to the cars
interior light, she was moaning as my cock was sliding deep
inside her. Its been so long, she moaned, seemingly
upset. I asked her if she wanted me to stop. No, she replied
enthusiastically, adding, its exactly what I needed!
Over the next few weeks we fucked like rabbits at the least
opportunity, usually discretely, but once at night against
a tree in a park as a woman walked her dog. The woman seemed
to be watching us intently as the dog sniffed at our ankles.
I suggested to Jill, whispering, that we stop; Jill whispered
back, clearly enjoying my cock well inside her, to continue
and that the woman could go fuck herself! Other times
we fucked on park benches, over my car bonnet and on her kitchen
table, all totally as the mood took us.
However, initially, despite our regular fucking I learnt
that she had never orgasmed during sex and only by self masturbation.
Once she lay and masturbated as she sucked my cock. As I watched
the erotic scene, she finally orgasmed as I emptied my load
over her breasts and neck. She giggled as she wiped herself
clean, clearly very pleased with herself. I also learnt
that, prior to our meeting, she had been celibate since
before her divorce i.e. some 16/17 years and was slowly
coming to terms with our intimacy.
Today I pulled into her driveway and, as she fumbled with
the key in her door, I slid my hands under her skirt, exposing
her bare thighs and buttocks. She giggled, pulling away
and adjusting her skirt, looking to see if she had been seen
by her neighbours, I guessed half hoping that they had seen
the attentions of her young lover.
Inside the house with the door firmly shut, her one arm pulled
my mouth to hers as the other hand groped my genitals. Minutes
later we later nude on her bed, her mouth sucking at my tongue,
my cock penetrating deep inside her as my hands squeezed
her breasts. Suddenly, her thrusting intensifying, I
could feel that she was now very actively fucking me. With
my cock still deep inside her, she rolled me onto my back,
thrusting herself, moaning, up and down my shaft, her vagina
muscles squeezing like never before. As I caressed her
flat stomach and fondled her large, pert breasts with their
huge aureole, she continued to thrust at my cock, now smiling
at me through half closed eyes.
Now urgently thrusting,
her eyes closed, her head now moving from side to side, veins
showing on her neck as sweat appeared on her upper lip. Suddenly
she screamed, her thrusting becoming longer and slower
as I shot my load into her. Finally, now quiet, she slumped
onto me, her vagina muscles now slowly pulsing, seeming
to suck every last drop of semen from my cock. That was unbelievable,
she murmured, her face now nuzzling my neck, a first ever!
Then she giggled. I was going to asked you where you had
been all my life, she continued, then I realized that,
for most of the first half, you werent even born!