I 48F celebrate finalizing my divorce by tying up a college boy 22M and having my way with him [MF]

I had just finalized my divorce after almost 20 years of marriage. 3 kids. Marriage and a baby early in life. We had some happy times early but he was abusive, not physically, just pushy, verbal. I think he cheated a few times. We fought and weren’t in love anymore. I probably got less than I could have, but I wanted the process to hurry along.

I’ll call myself Mia. I’m 48, long hair dirty blonde, good healthy shape, little thicker than my younger days maybe. I work in real estate and my ex had a good job. We are professionals and belong to many clubs. I have been referred to as a milf and cougar ;)

I walked out of the lawyer office solo. I wanted to celebrate. Alone. I decided to go get my favorite meal. A local restaurant makes a gourmet cheeseburger that’s so messy you need fork and knife. While eating I texted me best girlfriend. She agreed drinks were in order. I had no plans tomorrow and had not been out in a long time.

I went home. Had a glass of wine while getting ready. I looked at my naked body. For 48 I think I still look good. Better than my peers. Healthy shape and tone. Very small tummy. Bigger breasts but with not much sag.

My eyes were drawn down between my legs. Over the past few months I had started shaving myself. You see that wasn’t the norm in my day. A pubic bush was to be proud of and men desired it. Sometime around the 00s in porn my husband tried to talk me into shaving. I declined. However, the last 6 months I had started. Not for him. But because a divorce was pending and I wanted to be ready for the dating scene. I had only slept with one man. I wanted to impress my next suitor. I started by trimming then shaving bald. It took practice and sometime for my skin to get used to the change. But now I was bald. I shaved every Friday. And today was Friday. Shaving cream and a razor. After my legs. I would see my crotch in the Mirror after. Hairless. Such a change. I preferred a bush but I guess I’m old school. It looks like a clam. My naked slit. Mmmm

I met my friend Stephanie out for drinks at our favorite bar when we were younger. She was in a bad relationship too. We got pretty drunk just chatting at our table. This is a large open bar. A hot spot at night. Some of my husbands friends were there.

“Hi Mrs. Pearl” I looked and it was one of my acquaintances Helen’s son. (I say acquaintance because she was a friend of a friend so I feel less Guilty) his name is Kevin. Kevin is short but kind of wild. Knucklehead a bit. Maybe a black sheep of his affluent family. He is in college. On summer break. 22. Blonde. Played football. Drinks heavily. And most importantly to the story… I have heard he has slept with quite a few older women.

Over the past two years I had heard stories and details of him going home with actually two of my close never been married girlfriends. I also heard of him going home with a coworker of mine. That’s just the stories I know, who knows if there are others. His mother I believe also heard and was embarrassed. I thought he was kind of dirty. Getting so drunk and going home with old drunken ladies, he should clean himself up and date a nice girl his age. I never thought of him attractive, I actually thought he was sloppy, but today, my mood, the atmosphere, the celebrating, the booze. I changed my mind.

Him and his friend sat with us and chatted. Lots of laughs Kevin was goofy funny. Then the dancing.

My exhusbands friends were watching. I was dancing with Kevin to 80s music. Dancing hard. Working up a sweat. I was getting wet that my ex husbands friends were watching me.

Bar soon closed. I actively asked for a night cap. Kevin’s apartment was actually closer than my house. All 4 of us went. Stephanie wouldn’t cheat but she came along to wing woman for me.

There wasnt much of a night cap. I went pee and looked myself In the mirror. Showtime. Honestly I gave myself a taste test. I seemed good to go.

I walked out and Kevin and I had no words. Just began kissing and went to his room. Bye Stephanie and Kevin’s friend for the night.

Now I know we like details but I must be honest. I just have snap shots in my brain from the alcohol. I remembering make out and him lifting my skirt to finger me like one of his college girls. Then he spread my legs fair and in one quick motion, knelt down and put his mouth on me. There was so much pressure in my groin and I was so worked up, my ex had not ate me out in probably 10 years. When he licked me and sucked on my clit I had a mini orgasm. Then I settled down. I hope he liked it. I hope my pussy was fresh for him and he appreciated me shaving.

He decided he was done eating me out after a few minutes. He had a glistening face from my wetness. Got up on his knees. Started getting undressed. So did I. We were both bare naked. His body was ok. A little chubby. Stocky. His penis looked normal. Thick. Average length. Looked trimmed. He told me he liked it rough. I didn’t know what to do.

I pushed him back. There wAs a long sock like for soccer. I used that to tie his arms. Then I climbed up and sat on his face. I almost smothered him with my crotch and thighs but he seemed to like it. My ex liked this years back.

I looked for more toys while he was licking me. I think I was dripping on him. There was also a cell phone charger on the ground. I leaned back and picked it up. Then climbed down. I grabbed his hard dick and swallowed it all. I licked his balls and all around and blew him enthusiastically. He tasted sweaty from dancing. Musky. Sexy man scent.

I didn’t know how to be rough. Not too hard but I ended up tying the charger around his balls. He liked it. Then I would squeeze his balls a bit. Left one then right one, then both, he smiled. See how much he could take. He winced a bit. I was scared I would hurt him. I blew him more and jerked him off with the charger around his balls. Then I tied the charger around his dick head.

After that rough play I threw the charger on the ground. Straddled him and let his penis slip inside me. Usually when riding my husband it takes a few strokes to adjust and go in but I was so wet, no resistance. I rode him slowly for a few moments. Then he ripped the sock off his hands. Pushed me back and fucked me without protectIon. I’ve never used a condom in my life actually. Him on top fucking me hard. It felt amazing. He ended up pushing my legs on his shoulders. It hurt and felt good. I don’t think I was as flexible as some girls his age. This was new. Soon I could tell he was close. I told him to pull out. I could still get pregnant. I think he did pull out but honestly with the drinks it’s hard to tell. Maybe not perfect timing and some sperm got on my lips??

We slept together. I had to walk home from this guys apartment in my skirt and heels, hair a mess. Walk of shame. I also decided to get plan B because I wasn’t sure. So embarrassing. The drug store was on the way. I didn’t care. Looking like a hot mess, drinking a Gatorade asking for plan B almost at 50.

Ex husbands friends told him who I left with. I had texts calling me a slut. To this day I claim we just danced and had a night cap. I did it one more time a few days later with Kevin. He’s married with kids now. Cleaned himself up a bit.

So listen. I love erotica. This is the best porn for women. At least for me. I read this every morning. I wanted to share a tale of mine. I don’t have many stories but I do have a couple more from my brief window of being single, before I got married to my second husband, what u would call cougar stories. I was single and hooked. It made me feel young. Don’t tell me it’s fake. I’m real. I hate when people try to call people out. It’s rude. I’m real and this is an important story about me becoming a stronger woman.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f09f11/i_48f_celebrate_finalizing_my_divorce_by_tying_up