[MF] When I was 18 my 56F boss gave me a blowjob in her car the week before her wedding day.

18 year old me, 6’5″ 220lbs, fit tennis player, working at a pizza restaurant, horny all the time. My boss was a fairly good looking cougar of 56 years old. Blonde hair, medium build curvy body with nice DD tits.
 

I worked the closing shift on the weekends quite a lot during the school year, then during that summer I began working the closing shift 5 nights a week, 3 of those nights with the store manager “Jan”.
 

Jan began obviously flirting with me at times when we were alone in the back of the store. It started by her brushing up against my back as she edged past me in the tight space by the sink area. I would feel her large tits press against my back and drag across me as she passed by slowly stepping sideways behind me to get to the stockroom area.

On one of these occasions I pressed back against her and trapped her against the wall behind us. She let out a sudden moan that could have only been pleasure and then pinched my side just above my belt line, causing me to move and she moved on as well, no words spoken.

MF public park rendezvous with the wife

I was at working today and my wife texts me just before lunch telling me that she is wearing a skirt and no panties, about to do some errands and she is wet and wanting me. The next line from her asks if I would like a rendezvous somewhere.

I suggest we get some lunch together and then we can go find a spot to have some fun! She meets me for a decent lunch where we sit across from one another and she leans forward to talk to me several times, pressing her tits against the table edge, causing her shirt to gap open and her cleavage to spill out towards me.

She sees me smiling and asks innocently what I’m smiling about. I pull out my phone and snap a picture of her tits and then show her. She giggles and says she didn’t know her shirt was gaping open like that.

We pay out, then go to her car where she suggests I drive. Once we start to pull through the parking lot, she wastes no time in hiking her long tight yet stretchy skirt up to her waste, spreading her legs, propping her right leg up on the door handle. Her neatly trimmed cunt open to the sunlight streaming in the windows as she keeps her eyes on me and begins to rub herself with both hands slowly.

[M/F] Late night picnic

Our second ride on my motorcycle was late on a Friday night. I picked Ann up after dark and we headed out for a nice ride in the cool of the late evening air. I was already enjoying Ann as a riding partner, as she took to it with ease and was not the typical high stress new rider. She settled back in the seat, squeezing my hips with her thighs and held onto my shoulders with gentle hands, caressing me once in awhile. I would drop my left hand to her leg and return the affection with a soft squeeze and circling motion of my fingers on the inside of her thigh just above her knee.

We kept to the surface streets of the large city I live in, driving by a few of my favorite areas as I showed Ann my town and where I enjoy riding. In the months that Ann and I have cultivated our relationship online with over 5600 miles and the Atlantic separating us, we have had our fair share of “cyber sex” if you want to call it that. We see it as the way we make love, and to say we enjoy our time together sexually would be putting it mildly.

[M,F] A Bike Ride To Remember

Let me start with a short and sweet bit of background here to get you familiar with our story.

Ann and I met on r/dirtypenpals in 2015. She lives in Europe and I live in the US. As we grew closer in our relationship we made plans for her to come spend a few weeks with me here. This story and others that will follow are from our time together this summer. Some details will be left out or made a bit vague to preserve our anonymity here and IRL. While there are many stories to be told from our wonderful time together, rather than tell them in chronological order, we’ve chosen to write about whatever events come to mind as we pour over memories of those amazing days.

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**How an afternoon motorcycle ride turned out to have a happy ending**

We enjoyed a camping trip for the last days of our time together. We decided to take this trip on my v-twin motorcycle since the weather was cooperating finally and because Ann had already developed a love for getting into the wind from our first rides together the week before.