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I love having sex with older women. I find they’re usually so much better at it than their younger counterparts, plus they don’t go gossiping to their friends after you’ve fucked them and quite a few of them are very grateful, especially the less attractive ones. I don’t care myself, as long as they’re over forty and not too fat, then they are fair game.
My first oldie was a teacher from school. Miss Shaw was her name, Helen Shaw. She was fifty when I fucked her and still a miss. I was twenty three and we’d met in a pub one night. She was with a party of women and I was waiting for my mates. We chatted while I waited for my friends, leaving shortly after they arrived, but not before getting her address and an invitation to visit the next day, which was Saturday. She’d put on a few pounds over the years since I’d left school, but she still looked hot. I spent all day Saturday fucking her and man she was good, even doing anal when here in the UK it was still illegal. We fucked for about three months until she left town to take up another appointment. I was sorry to see her go.
Now Gina is 36yrs. 5'7" about 118lbs. married with two k**s a boy 10yrs. and a girl 17yrs. her and her husband Tom live a good safe life married 20yrs. both work good high paying jobs nice home the total package. There sex life is good not great but good. Friday at the start of the day Connie a girl at work comes in all happy and ask everyone to the bar after work she is getting married, Gina thinks I know Tom would not like me to go but why not I'll be home early it'll be fun, so she calls...
BOB`s side When I first met Gina I liked what I saw short bubbly blonde with big tits , we went to her local pub , and like all true gentlemen I treated to lunch , and what surprised me but pleased me as well was her willingness to drink a pint with me , I thought to myself , play it cool boy you`re going to do well with this one. I have over the years had many conquests it`s not just getting in her knickers its managing to change the woman`s preconceived notions, ( I`m a good...
Gina goes to the mall for a new dress to wear for her husband's company bash Tom her hubby was being honored for his 25yrs of servers to the accounting company. He started as a mail boy and now was becoming a partner in the firm. Gina was so proud that she had to look just right to support him. As she looked around the new dress store she was seen by Penny who was Tom's biggest rival at work she thought she was the one in line when they picked Tom and was not at all happy to stand aside. ...
The plane was about to land. All I could think about for the last five hours was Gina. I kept thinking about what she would be wearing and what she said the last time we met. Gina is about 15 years younger than I. She worked for me a few years ago when I hired her right out of college. I will never forget her first day in the office. She was wearing an off-white blouse with a short navy blue skirt along with 2 inch heels. Her brown hair glistened and her smile could light up a room. I always...
The plane was about to land. All I could think about for the last five hours was Gina. I kept thinking about what she would be wearing and what she said the last time we met. Gina is about 15 years younger than I. She worked for me a few years ago when I hired her right out of college. I will never forget her first day in the office. She was wearing an off-white blouse with a short navy blue skirt along with 2 inch heels. Her brown hair glistened and her smile could light up a room. I always...
Straight SexI love having sex with older women. I find they're usually so much better at it than their younger counterparts, plus they don't go gossiping to their friends after you've fucked them and quite a few of them are very grateful, especially the less attractive ones. I don't care myself, as long as they're over forty and not too fat, then they are fair game. My first oldie was a teacher from school. Miss Shaw was her name, Helen Shaw. She was fifty when I fucked her and still a miss. I was twenty...
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As in my other story. Rudy my longtime friend was caught cheating by his wife,Gina. He paid the price of haveing to watch me fuck his wife and fuck her ass. Couple months have gone by, I keep in touch with Rudy, seeing if he is still fucking around on Gina. He swears he isnt,but is makeing excuses why he isnt comeing home on weekends for awhile. Gina is very suspious, cant blame her. So we decide to take a road trip,she wants to know if he is lieing! 3 hours later Gina and I check in to a...
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September 9, She: Hey… I thought of you last night. I thought of you when I was naked and alone in my bed. My pussy throbbed, already wet, thinking of you… thinking of your lips on mine… our tongues exploring… your mouth kissing its way down my neck. I rub my nipples, they are so hard and sensitive, sending waves of pleasure down my spine. I stroke my slit once and pull away, I imagine again… I imagine you kissing my tits, sucking and licking and pinching. I can’t stop moaning, I need you so...
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This story will make more sense if you read Part 1 first.I didn't see Jenn any more the rest of that day as she was doing her chores and I was doing mine. The next day I saw her drive out to the field around 8. I'd been two fields away since 6 that morning. I always start early to beat the heat of the day. She wasn't too far into the field as I drove by about 9:30. She had this really shit-eating grin on her face so I figured it might be redundant to ask how she was but I thought it best to get...
MatureI awoke at dawn, which in mid February is about seven, so I had time for a shower and breakfast before the taxi containing David arrived. The journey was uneventful. As the train sped from Stockholm to Vasteras, I was intrigued, not so much by the red painted houses as by the feeling that this was all somehow familiar. I wondered if I had spent any time as a child or youth in Sweden. The hotel was comfortable and the staff efficient and attentive, and in the case of the receptionist...