Hidden desires of maturity

You’ve always taken pride in keeping your lady parts neat, tidy, and squeaky clean even though your husband hasn’t appreciated you sexually in decades. You’ve gotten hornier with age while your lesser half can barely get it up, and god forbid he would be unselfish enough to go down on you. So you’ve taken to enjoying yourself over the past decade and you love how perfect your little pussy is. You’ve figured out which lotions get that mound silky smooth on the occasions you shave it all. You tend to the pubic hairs when you decide to grow out your bush in just as much detail as you have with your actual hair your whole life. You shampoo/condition it daily, even blowdry and comb it. You used to love getting your bush hair pulled while soaking a hard cock: drove your clit crazy. And of course you’ve tried different shaving patterns over the years to keep things interesting and fun. The mere thought of knowing you had this perfect, platinum pussy, got you going. You’d be ready any time a lucky guy got his chance to experience your tight, tasty, totally perfect pussy. But .. back to reality… How could this ever happen. Hubby doesn’t satisfy you, he’s too old now. The monotony was funkfully draining when it did happen years ago. But there was one guy you had in mind… But he was attached… To someone very close to you. And let’s just say you know he would give it all to you if you ever made a move. But you just couldn’t gather the courage to get over the guilt. Life is short and you reached an age of maturity where you felt it was selfish to keep that perfect pussy all to your self. You miss the feeling of your wet pussy gripping and pulsating on a smooth, hard, throbbing cock. If he ever did decide to take this pussy for his own, without any objections on your end of course, you knew he wouldn’t last a minute. But you already had a plan to keep him hard with your pussy grip and dirty talk. “He wouldn’t get off that easy,” you’d always joke to yourself. But, he was the only option as he was the only one you could trust to keep a secret, and you just knew he would. You’ve read his dirty text messages to HER and SHE clearly wasn’t giving him enough. Another sexually selfish being she was, such a shame. You know what he craved, what he needed… And you were very curious about what his dick was like and if his tongue was as good your past lover. You eventually reached a breaking point and your pussy was gonna be his. So you put on your black, sheer, panty hose. Next, your crotchless, nude-colored, body suit shaper. Then you grabbed your ultra soft, black, long-sleeved, open front blouse/cover. Your pussy was already soaked from the excitement and the panty hose rubbing directly on your pussy/clit didn’t help the situation. You knew he was home by himself, so you entered the hallway, and stopped to listen. He was totally jerking off, probably had a pair of your dirty panties again. Such a dirty boy, you fucking loved it. He was just in there with his hard cock and your pussy deserved a hot fuck again. The door was cracked so you crept forward and peeked in. Yup, caught red -handed. It’s like he always knew how good your pussy was. You started rubbing your pussy through the panty hose as you watched. You were so worked up by his soft moans you didn’t care anymore. Your moans grew louder and he noticed. He stopped, not sure this was reality, and looked directly in your eyes. This was it .. You pushed the door open revealing your sexy ensemble. His mouth dropped as you walked towards him… That’s a damn nice looking cock you thought to your self. You climbed on top of him to position your crotchless panty hose covered zone directly on his throbbing dick. You let your open blouse loose and moved forward to let your big DDs find there way to his hungry mouth. He was about to speak, but you quickly put your hand over his mouth. No words, just fantasy becoming reality. To be continued? Guess we’ll find out…

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11oz7pc/hidden_desires_of_maturity