…young love the assured experience and the other side of the fence is that a lot of older men  actually do like someone more their own age

The industry doesn’t have enough older gals..The Red Zone hovers around 50 advertising at any one time…the other 450 advertisers mostly under 30 years of age…

We are led to believe that this industry only caters to the younger gal, perfect model type body…

Well, there he stood at the door, eagerness obvious this am…arrangements made for my Early Morning Special just within the perimeters! I can be a stickler for details…like you don’t know that by now

Voices can be deceiving for age but he was quite the lovely sight, all buff, his workouts resultant in pecs bursting from the seams, simple t shirt, beach shorts, sandals,fluffy hair and a big shy smile.

He never quit smiling, grabbed me for a big luscious kiss before I could be the one with the first move.

I do find the younger guys a little on the shy side…they are somewhat hesitant with whether they are really there for the right reasons, obviously the little head takes over if they are happy with the first sighting of a gal in a little open holed fishnet halter dress, nipples poking their way free, black thong temporarily hiding the female jewels, bare tanned legs, curvy bottom, tight ass cheeks, high heels, fresh from the shower, fresh light makeup and gossamer hair, and of course a huge smile in return.

“So you like older women?” I giggle as I sit before him on the edge of the satin sheets in my cosy boudoir.

“Oh, yes,” is the quick retort, his eyes following me with every move I make.

“Well, I must say you are not hard to look at,” I wonder if his attitude is as nice as his buff exterior.

It is.

 He is quiet but pretty well raping me with his eyes and urgent desire to get me naked, his hands and mouth all over my half naked body.

“I like to take things slowly. We have plenty time…an hour, so let’s make the most of it,” I whisper as I push away slightly from the adrenalin I could feel from his pumping heart against my ample breasts.

Seamlessly, he drops his shorts, Commando to boot displaying an equally large, thick cock and shaved pink balls, his sturdy muscular thighs taught with standing slightly ajar.

“Hmmm..well I must say you do work out and it shows…kudos for that as it isn’t easy to keep up…I know. When one gets older it takes even more effort to stay at zero let alone get past that!”

He is 35 I find out so he isn’t that young but anything below me is young and I am pushing, on a certain side of 50.

“So what is it you like about older woman?” I ask as I reach over to adjust the music, my ass bent over, in his face, taunting as I am famous for.

“Everything….confidence, skill, trust, maturity. I love your body…the curves are great,” he smiles as he cups a feel.

He is looking like an Adonis reposed on my pillows, his hungry eyes following my body around the room.

He is so ‘hungry’ I am sort of wondering when he got ’some’ last.

“I don’t get down this way very often. I am married and I don’t like bars and I like the anonymity of paying for this companionship.”

“I know ,,, it is always better to pay for ‘it’ then having a girlfriend on the side especially if you are in a relationship…it always comes back to bite you in the ass. I am like your accountant, mechanic, hairdresser…always in your back pocket, trusted, valued, ready for you when you need ’servicing’…then off you go until the next time.”

He nods in agreement as he thrusts his head into my free breast, nibbling sucking, squeezing…

” I adore being touched,,,all over.”

“So do I, ” he says, his eyes bright to see a Woman understand everything he could possible hope a Woman could understand.

“I think a lot of men love to be caressed but are too afraid to admit to it….they think it isn’t ‘Macho” to kick back and enjoy touch. I love teasing, stroking , fondling, pulling, nibbling, my hands and fingers and lips all over your body, watching in glee to see you squirm in delight…”

To be continued……!

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”Do you think we could…’ Talk’… this time?

She is sitting on the bed smoking like how they always seemed to do in the 60’s, and replies “What for?”…He crawls back timidly with a feeble “Okay,” with the mental note they just need to be fucking and nothing else.

Well, this ole’ gal loves to talk, as you can well imagine, but if you want me to shut up you know what to stick in it!

My young lover de matin relished the softness of his Mature cohort, wriggling in painful ecstacy, clenching at the towel ends, white knuckled, moaning, head flopping side to side to temper the ghastly sensations of Lust and Desire…. to the skilled expertise of a honed older Woman’s tongue on his already poker straight pink Cock..

I lick ever so slowly, spitting once in awhile at the beginning to get a good stroking of tongue motion going, from the base to the Everest tip, smiling, teasing, taunting, devilish eye contact, the look most say is what is so sexy of me…well, besides the Confidence.

“It’s the eyes, it’s how you look at me, it’s the smile of the Devil, it’s the rabid Tease of your lips as they twitch and smirk all the while you are running your nails up and down my shaft, grazing softly my balls, the crack between my legs, the gap between my ass cheeks, like a feather…yes, like a feather…I have never felt this crazy feeling before…nobody takes the Time.”

So because Time was not in his normal agenda that is what propelled him to Rush and he was the one paying for the total experience….maybe it was more about fucking than languishing with Time. He was still young where fucking could be repeated more than once in a short period of Time…

“Half the fun is the Tease and the Denial,” I laugh in jest to the dance of his round taught buttocks trying to distill the Pain of Pleasure, aborting ejaculation so he could see what his thick young cock would feel like in this older Woman’s trained pussy….would it be tight? would it suck the juices from loins? would it squeeze and taunt driving me wild?

Of course it would.

All were valid questions I could definitely summize from his poignant lack of eye contact as he struggled to keep in the seed that so was desirous to escape.

“Can I eat your pussy?” he blurts out…”I could eat it for an hour. I love eating pussy.”

“Absolutely…heck if I knew that we could just have had a pussy eating session, I could, I would just kick back and immerse myself into another world, relax for a change and enjoy it.”

He delved down there like he had never seen pussy before, but maybe he didn’t have it in a long while. Maybe his wife doesn’t like him eating her out. All sorts of things go through my mind.

“One thing though while you are down there I must say, looking in and around my legs in the air, the look of your white butt cheeks and bare feet twisting and turning in the air is quite nice…what a view!…now I know what I look like to foot fetish guys who adore bare feet naturally twisting and turning to the sensations given in the groin.”

His tongue flicked my clit, pulled on my lips, his hands grabbing from below my ass cheeks pulling my hips towards his greedy face, so buried I wondered if he would ever come up for air.

“Let’s fuck,” he blurted out again gasping for air.

On went the wrapper…I watched him for a change slide its creamy self down and along the thick hard pummeling tool in front of me as he spread his hard thighs balancing on his heels in front of me on the towel laden satin sheets.

“Okay, let’s fuck…you on top?” I ask but before the whole sentence came out he was indeed on top taking charge, this quiet younger guy, seemingly so shy showing his prowess in the bedroom perhaps where his comfort zone really was.

This was his forte…fucking, fucking hard, slow, up and down and all around…on my back, side to side, doggy…he wanted it all and all in one session.

I don’t believe he is coming back any time soon, so let’s get it all in right now.

“Are you okay, “ I had to ask…”are your knees okay banging away like this for so long?”

I felt sort of guilty not being in charge for a change.

“No, I am great. I love this,” a big grin going on.

“Well, you look good doing it and I suppose this could take the place of a normal workout,” my big grin.

I squirted crazily 3 times on his thick cock, my eyes I am sure were rolling backwards in their sockets…small kisses kept coming on the downswing…

Either he is enjoying this or showing off…it didn’t really matter at the end of the day…bring it on!

“Can you feel the hot water on your cock,” I gasp in between thrusts.

“Oh, yeaaah,” he blurts out not missing a beat until he fell backwards wanting more of my mouth.

“Can we finish with a blowjob?”

“Absolutely, I love blowjobs and I guess you do too judging by the quick change of mind on how to finish,.,have I spoiled you?”

“HMMM…yes…I love how you take your Time …so slow.”

Well, me on my tummy, head buried in between this young gaffer’s legs was pleasurable, the music droning in the background, the whir of the fan behind me cooling off my wet pussy…my bare feet found their way in and around the protruding cock of my strap on dangling from the doorknob of the highboy chest behind me, so here I am sucking cock, a slurp here, a flick there, and fondling cock with my feet, at the same time, sort of like how I doodle at the telephone…time management.

He drifts off to another place, maybe fantasizing, maybe a big blank, who knows.

He does know that he is being handled with kid gloves…soft and wet and teased mercilessly.

The stress of the world fell from his shoulders, and into my mouth, drained in more ways than one.

“I don’t know when I will be back as I only come here for courses.”

“Don’t worry. You come when it is good for you. God willing, I should be here.”

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