[M][F] A mature fling part 3

If the likes continue, I will continue this story.

Mature Fling Part 3

It was a rainy day and I was at the gas station. I bump into Lynn and we chit chat. The rain is coming down hard, and she didn’t have an umbrella. I offer to driver her home. Her mixture of perfume and cigarette fills the car. It’s intoxicating and my cock starts to tingle.

As we pull up to to her apartment, she asks if I want to come in for a tea. Her and I know, we have an understanding. I am in my late 20’s and she is in her late 50’s. She doesn’t have a way to contact me, and me to her. I just show up and knock at her door.

As we climb the stairs to her place, she whispers into my ear. I have a guest over, you think we can do this in the basement? I’m curious, so I agree. She proceeds to tell me, her 20 year old son is over. Lynn is annoyed since we can’t use her place, but she still wants to have some fun.

[M][F] A mature fling Part 2

Mature Fling Part 2

A user requested I continue Mature Fling Part 1 and here we are.

My cock was pulsating as my pre-cum bubbled from the tip of my cock. Her soft lips wrapped around my cock as she slurped loudly. She slurped my shaft, each time taking a breath as my cock slid out of my mouth.

Even though she was 60, her ass looked like a 30 years yoga instructor. I admired proudly in the mirror and she continued to slurp on my cock. I grabbed her by the hair and thrusted my cock down her throat. I could tell she wasn’t expecting the mouth fucking. I grabbed her head and pumped my cock deeper. She grabbed my thighs and arched her head and took my cock. Saliva was dripping from the edge of her lips. Our eyes locked and I knew Lynn was truly enjoying herself.

I couldn’t get her ass out of my head. I guided her up and grabbed her pussy. I slid 2 fingers into her pussy. And reached up and yanked them out. My fingers dripping with her cum. I slide my fingers near her lips and slide them into her mouth. She sucked on them slowly. And I lean in and French kiss her. Our tongues locking as we shared her pussy juice from her lips.

[M] [F] A mature fling

The local bar by my house was a weekly event for the boys. Watch a game and have a few drinks. It was a seedy bar in an area that had run down apartments. We’d always close out the bar and there would be cougars, hookers & thots hovering outside.

One night I was standing outside having a smoke before heading home. This cougar, probably nearing 60 asked for a light. Her body was of a 30 year old. A bit of an ass, a bit of a pooch in her belly and C cups. You could tell she was a hot little slut in her earlier years. Her red hair was flowing down to her lower back. The thing that gave away her age was her sagging face. Too much “fun” had caught up. Her teeth were perfect, which I later found out were fake.

I gave her a light and didn’t say much. “Not much of a talker eh?” Lynn says. I quickly finish my cigarette, and head to my car. A few weeks later I’m plastered at the bar, and I run into Lynn inside of the bar. I end up buying her a drink. She somehow remembered me, and we hit it off. I had to go take a wizz. She follows me into the stall and we make out. I grab her ass, and my cock is throbbing. I’m not sure what to do. She says we should head back to her place.