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You know that I will do anything you want. All you need do is ask. I am not a mind reader so you must tell me what it is that you want of me because I know what I want from you. I want your undivided attention. I want to feel your strong hands undress me slowly, placing kisses on my body as you expose my skin. Those lips of yours are so soft and tender, your caresses are gentle but with purpose.
You lay me down on our bed. Hovering above me, taking in the sight of my fully naked body. You trace your hands up my thigh, over my stomach, then lean down to kiss me. I trail my fingertips over your back as you take my nipple into your mouth to suck on it softly. You then press your teeth against it, not to break the skin but enough pressure to make me moan.
My hand slips down your stomach to your hardening cock, I being to stroke you against me. I know you know how wet I am already even without touching my pussy. You kiss your way down my stomach, stopping to press your mouth against my wet lips, spreading them with your tongue as your hands go under my ass to lift me up against you.
You make your way back up my body to kiss me. I can taste myself on you. Your cock pushes against me, finally filling me up and you hold yourself still. Your breathing is already shallow, raspy. I wrap my legs around you, clinging to you. You begin to fuck me. We move together, matching each other’s rhythm, it becomes faster and faster until I can feel myself tense up and we cum together.
If you really love making love to a woman, to really fuck her with passion, then I think you and I will get along very nicely.
I saw you this morning as you left for work. You had to get out of your car to scrape your windshield off. I watched you, your breath like a cloud enveloping your head. As you were turning to open your car door you looked up at me. I stood there, almost completely naked. I touched my finger to the frosted window pane and drew the words “come inside and get warm”. You looked back at your house and shook your head no but you blew me a kiss. I saw your wife open the front door to yell something to you as I quickly erased the words from my window.
I laid back down on my bed beneath the warm covers. I started to think about you and I, our first kiss, the first time I felt your mouth on my pussy. The way you moved your tongue over my wetness. I grabbed the dildo that was in the night stand and started to suck on it lightly, just like I did to your cock the first time we were together. I moaned as I thought about the way your hand swept over my hair as you looked down at me, feeling your cock grow in my mouth.
I heard a knock at the door and sighed. I put the toy in the bathroom so I could wash it off before I used it again, pulled on some leggings and went downstairs to see who was at the door. It was you. You quickly came inside, took off your gloves, hat, and coat then pushed me against the wall to kiss me hard. You told me you called off of work and you took an uber from the park and ride back to my house.
You lifted me up in your strong arms and took me upstairs, I quickly got undressed as you did the same. My warm body pressed hard against yours, I could feel the chill start to leave your skin as you pressed your hand between my legs. I grabbed your cock and softly started to stroke you. You turned me around to kiss my neck while you ran your hands over my tits, stomach and down to my pussy.
We fucked. Slowly at first but as the day went on we became more and more aggressive as our time together was short. By the time you left it was already dark and I knew it would be a while before I had your hard cock inside of me again. That was okay, because I knew that tomorrow I would see you again as you got into your car, and maybe, just maybe, I might be able to coax you in from the cold once more.
I love shopping, I don’t care what it is for, but I just love it. If there is something really expensive that I want I save for it. It makes buying it all the more sweeter. I enjoy wearing designer clothing as well, so when I saw a pair of leather pants from one of the favorite designers I saved my pennies until I could afford them. I was so damn excited as I made my way to the fitting room to try a pair on. I shut the curtain and got undressed. I pulled them on and they felt like butter. I had them just below my ass cheeks and was ready to pull them up the rest of the way when I heard a gasp.
It really scared the crap out of me! I stood up really fast and looked out. A man was sitting there, with a purse. I knew he must of been waiting for his wife. In some stores that sell only designer wear they will give you champagne and wait on you hand and foot, this was one of those stores. I looked at him and he raised his glass up and mouthed the words, “Nice ass.” I smiled and mouthed the words, “Thank you.”
I went to close the curtain the rest of the way shut but I decided not too. I opened it up more. I turned so my ass was in plain view. I bent back over at the waist and pulled those pants down over the curvature of my ass then slowly back up. Then I stood up. I turned around to face him. He was looking right at me. I could hear his wife in the next changing room, complaining about the lighting.
I pulled my sweater off over my head. I reached behind me and undid my bra. I tossed it at him. He caught it and quickly tossed it back. He looked so nervous. It was cute. I turned around in a circle for him, touching my tits and moving my hand down over my ass and in between my legs. I could clearly see that he was getting hard. He kept shifting around on the seat that he was in. If I would of had the time, and he was alone I would of told him to come and join me. I was having so much fun but then his wife emerged.
She startled him so badly when she forcefully opened her curtain that his drink went flying. I covered my mouth and laughed then quietly closed my curtain. I changed back into my other clothes then exited the fitting area. I bought my new pants then went home. Every time I wear them I think of that man and wonder how he explained the fact that he had such a raging hard on just from sitting in the fitting area.
There is something to be said about slowing it down. Taking your time, engage in a long session of foreplay and kiss. Kissing someone is one of the most intimate things you can do besides fucking someone in the ass that is. That right there is more than likely the number one most intimate thing. I want to feel your lips on mine, that slight pause before our mouths open to allow our tongues to intertwine. Running our hands over each other, exploring each and every part of the other person.
I have a lover who does just that. We are not dating, he is not my boyfriend, we just crave each other once in awhile. Most of the time my sex life is anything but vanilla, but with him, it is a whole experience, the fucking is secondary. We do role play a lot though. This last time I played the part of being stood up on a blind date and he was one of the bartenders. Since he is a bartender, it worked out great! The only thing was I was so dressed up that I was getting a lot of unwanted attention. Other than that though it was fantastic.
The way he undressed me with care and tenderness. Kissing his way around my body as my clothing fell to the floor. I did the same to him. We kissed deeply. slow and languid. My clit started to throb, and he was getting harder and harder. We played like that for at least two hours. No oral sex, no penetration, no touching my pussy or his cock. It was a huge, long, slow tease between the two of us. When we did get to the part where he laid me down on the bed, he took his time again, he was moving so slowly that my whole body was screaming for him to bring me to orgasm. It didn’t take long, once I came he came a little while afterward.
You see a hard fuck against the wall, over a car hood, or in a bathroom at a club are amazing, but taking your time with someone? That can be just as good, or better!
Once upon a time there lived the sweetest girl in the world. Everyone in the village would smile when they saw her. The women would tell her how pretty she was and wish her a good day. The men would tell her how much they loved seeing her big tits bounce and how they would love to fuck her. She would smile back and say, “Maybe someday.” Then skip away. The men would sigh and wack off to the thought of being her first. The ladies wouldn’t do anything because they weren’t Lesbians.
As the young girl grew, so did her tits. Her ass started to fill out, her hips started to widen, and soon she was the curviest Lass in the Kingdom! Many men would beat off to the thought of what had to be the most perfect pussy ever beneath her dress. They would also think of ways to catch her eye. Her Father took to escorting her around the village as he knew all too well the magic spell her body could weave over men.
One day, while her Father was working in the fields the King himself made his way through the village. There were many men on horseback in front of his Royal Carriage. She was picking flowers by the side of the road and stopped so she could pay the proper respect by curtsying as the King passed. However, on this day, his carriage stopped right in front of her. She wasn’t sure what to do. He leaned out the window and asked her her name. She told him. He told her how beautiful she was, she blushed at his words. He told her that he would send someone for her in the morning, that she would now be part of his Court and would need to leave the village.
She ran to her Father to tell him the exciting news. Her Father wasn’t as excited as she was. He forbid it and told her that he would take care of it. She was disappointed as she had always dreamed of being at Court with all the fine Ladies and Gentlemen, as all girls her age did. She cried herself to sleep that night. She awoke to a strange sound coming from the kitchen. She made her way downstairs as quietly as a mouse. As she peeked around the corner she saw her Father with the King’s man’s cock in his mouth. He was sucking away, hard, then slow, this went on for a pretty long time until the King’s man pulled out and shot cum all over her father’s face.
Every day a new King’s man would come to the house to collect her, and every day her Father would turn into a cock whore and suck the man off. She decided that something had to be done. She waited until all were asleep and made her way to the road where she would wait until morning and stop the King’s man before he made his way to her home. As the sun rose she heard the sound of horses. She stood up and watched as the King himself made his way down the road to her home. He stopped when he saw her.
He asked her where her Father was. She told him, he told her to come with him. Her heart was racing, what if her Father was taken to be put in irons? She couldn’t live with herself if that happened, as he was only trying to protect his Daughter. As they stopped in front of her humble home her Father came out of the door, the King turned and pushed the beautiful young girl off the horse. She fell to the ground with a thud. The King extended his hand to her Father as by now the stories of his dick sucking skills had become legend. The girl watched as they rode away together. Her Father turned to wave good-bye and she never saw him again.
News spread far and wide of the King’s new cock hungry member of the Court. Now when she went into the village people would pretend they were sucking a huge dick when they walked by and would laugh. Although her body was perfect nobody longed after her the way they once did. She eventually became a serving wench at a sleazy road pub where she was paid coin to fuck and suck on anything and every thing that someone wanted.
The moral of this story? There is none. It is just a story about a cock sucking Father and some dumb bitch who should of learned to suck and fuck long before the King showed up.
There are times where a woman doesn’t want anything more than to please herself. I think watching a woman masturbate is one of the most erotic things that someone can look at. The way a woman’s body moves as she brings herself to orgasm is incredible, not to mention the sounds.
I had been doing some work on my laptop for my other job when the mood struck me to play. We had just finished with our pre-Black Friday inventory and I was making sure all the managers had sent in the required paperwork so that I could compile all the information for the report. I have a couple of assistants that help with this as it is a huge project. We had just finished a very long Skype session together and I deserved a treat.
I went to get a glass of wine, I told Alexia to put on some Wardruna and I stripped down to my bra and panties and sat back down on my sofa in my home office. I started running my hands all over my body, running my fingers over my clit through my panties. I took my time, teasing, touching, finger fucking myself to almost orgasm then stopping.
This went on for a pretty long time. I got up so that I could get more wine a couple of times. Finally, I just couldn’t make myself wait any longer, I plunged my hand into my now soaking wet panties and fucked myself hard with my fingers until I came loudly. I took a few minutes to catch my breath, then told Alexia to stop playing music. I was going to get into a nice relaxing bath then go to bed.
As soon as the music turned off, I heard a noise. It was faint, I sat up straight and listened. I looked down at my laptop and I saw that my Skype was still open. I had completely forgotten to log off, I brought up the screen and one of my assistants was jacking off so damn hard. He sat straight up when he saw my face. I didn’t say anything but this time I made sure I was completely logged out of Skype. I started to laugh I had given him one hell of a private cam show!
I am, by nature a very nice person. I always have been, I can’t help it. I’m like a girl scout with a sex addiction if you will. My cousin owns a cleaning business and she always offers half price for those over a certain age. She has a soft spot for older people too, mine happen to be for sexual reasons, but hers is because she thinks it is the right thing to do. Everyone deserves a clean home is what she always says.
She has a lot of older single divorced men on her clientele list. That is why I help her actually. Once in a while one of these men will make my pussy so god damned wet that I have to go out to the van and play with my cunt until I cum. Otherwise I can’t concentrate on the cleaning. One guy always flirts with me and my cousin thinks it is so cute. I think it is more than cute! He is pretty damn good looking.
I decided that I was going to give him a free cleaning session if he wanted it. I showed up in a very short dress, stockings, high heels, you know, the basic cleaning lady get up and knocked on his door. He was very surprised to see me. I told him that I thought that perhaps his house could use a little tune up since I knew he just had family there for Thanksgiving. He said he didn’t have enough money, I told him he could pay me in other ways.
He had no clue what I was talking about. lol I started to clean. I could tell he was watching me, every time I would bend over I knew my dress was riding up over my ass. I adjusted my stocking a few times. I do have to say though, trying to clean in high heels is awful! It wasn’t long before he figured out what I was really there for.
He came behind me and kissed the back of my neck. I turned around so that we could really get into the kiss. He took his time undressing me, he even asked me if it was okay. Of course it was okay, that is what I was there for. I went to my knees and took his hardening cock into my mouth. He was looking down at me and stroking my face. I wanted to make sure I took him as deeply as I could into my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum, but he wanted to taste me instead. He lead me back to his bedroom, laid me down, pressed his tongue against my clit and brought me almost to orgasm then stopped.
He crawled between my legs and fucked me for a pretty long time. I was very impressed with how long he lasted. I stayed with him most of the day. We had a great time, and I told him that I would come back once a week if he wanted and we can see where it goes from there. However, he would have to understand that I love sex and I love sex with a lot of different people. He told me that that would be fine, he wouldn’t stop me from having fun. I think I am going to really love this arrangement.
A couple of friends and I were at dinner the other night when I noticed a very nicely dressed man sitting alone a few tables over from us. His clothing were impeccable, his grooming was on point, and he was extremely handsome. Our main course came and I turned my attention back to my friends. It wasn’t until after dessert that I glanced back over to where he had been sitting. He kept looking at the door and checking his phone. The look on his face was one of pure disappointment. I instantly knew this man had been stood up. My one friend asked me what I was looking at so intently, I pointed to the man sitting alone.
She looked at me and smiled, she said, “Why don’t you go over there and cheer him up a bit. I know you would love too, he looks just like your type.” Then she laughed. My friends think it is funny that I gravitate to older men. All joking aside, I grabbed my purse, coat and glass of wine and made my way over to him. I startled him a bit but I asked him if I could sit down. He said that someone was supposed be joining him but he didn’t think they would show up and that I could. I asked him if it was a date, he said yes, a blind date. I told him that I was sorry that she didn’t show. He looked at me and said, “I’m not.” He had the most wonderful accent, he was Czech, and I was enthralled.
Him and I sat and chatted for a long time. He ate while I drank wine and chatted. He did offer to buy me food but I explained to him that I had already eaten and wasn’t the least bit hungry, at least not for food. He just grinned at me. I asked him how old he was and he said he was fifty. Perfect. We stayed a little longer but then I really had to get going. He offered me a ride home, I explained to him that I already had one and I motioned toward the table my friends were sitting at only to discover that those bitches left me.
I accepted the ride. He said he had to stop at his place first to let his pet out and it would only be a moment. I sat in the car and waited, then I decided that I would just go into his house. He was just closing his back door to let his pet back in when he saw me. His pet came over to me, wagging his tail in greeting. He told him to go and lay down. One thing lead to another and before long we were on his sofa naked. That man knew exactly what to do.
He worked my pussy like a master. His tongue movements had me cumming in no time at all. The way he caressed me, kissed me, sunk his lovely cock into me was just heaven. I came three times all in all, he came twice, once on my face, which I didn’t mind at all. He took me home in the morning after we had one more quicky on his kitchen counter. We will be spending more time together tonight, and I have to say that I am so glad that that dumb bitch stood him up. She doesn’t know what she is missing.
I have always had a thing for older men. My Mom thinks it is because of my Aunt Kennedy, or as we call her: Aunt Kenni. I love my Aunt. She used to watch me all the time when I was younger and now I go over to her house at least once a week just to hang out, drink wine, and gossip. I was a flower girl at her wedding, her second wedding, and her third. Her forth I was a bride’s maid. I was too old to be a flower girl by that time.
The first time she was married she was twenty-one. He was in his forties. He wasn’t like super rich or anything like that, my Aunt really loved him, so she married him. He treated her so well, he did every thing for her that she wanted. She worked and he supported her in what she was doing. When she decided to go to college he helped her with her classes. He was a super nice guy. After she was done with college he became seriously ill and that all ended, sadly.
Every time she has married it is always with someone older. This last time I noticed the groom’s Brother looking at me off and on. Yes he was way older than me but he was so handsome. We slow danced together and the way he lead, the way he smelled, his deep voice. I was in lust. I told him too. He said that he was married, I told him that I didn’t really care. He introduced me to his wife, she was lovely, so friendly, little did she know that I was working out a way to fuck her husband.
A week after the wedding I went to his office. He looked happy to see me, so did his cock. He asked me if I wanted to go to lunch. His assistant asked him if his wife was aware that he was taking me to lunch. He called his wife in front of his assistant and told her that he was taking his Brother’s new Step-Niece to lunch and then would bring me home for dinner so I could get to know my new Uncle’s side of the family. His wife was elated and told him to have a good time. With his assistant satisfied we left.
We never made it to lunch. As soon as we got into his car I told him that I was there to fuck him, not eat a Hamburger. He kept saying no, but I wore him down. We went back to my apartment, I kissed him deeply while rubbing his cock through his pants. He was unsure, I think he was feeling guilty, but by the time we were done, and I was lying there, feeling his cum drip out of my pussy, he wasn’t feeling guilty any more. This went on for a very long time, and ever since then I have been enamored with Older Men and I fuck them whenever I can.