I arrived on time, found a table, sat facing out ordered a beer and waited for S to arrive. She was late, then I saw her. Tight t-shirt, shorts, one inch heels. She still has that look except more mature…the hair, eyes, lips…most men would take a second and third look. Boobs look to be in good shape but the right bra does wonders. She is not my version of slim, it’s obvious her waist area has some flab and the flab has come down to the thighs a bit as well. Her butt is bigger now as a result, less perky but the shape is still there. All in, a late 30s hot milf. I was excited and my lil bro stirred a little when my mind wandered about possibilities.
I am convinced this is not an innocent catch up session.
She saw me, we smiled, I got up and we gave each other a friendly hug. I cheekily patted her butt, which drew no reaction from her. First thing she said was, “Wow! You look great! Still fit and you have all your hair! Hahahaa”. I returned the compliment, we sat down and she ordered a house red.
We spent the night filling each other in the details of how our lives have been like for the last 10 plus years. She married young, 25. First guy she dated after we broke up and he is 6 years older. He proposed after 2 years of dating. She shared some details about him that I did not ask for but the part I caught on was he is well to do enough to provide for her penchant of the nicer things in life, he travels a lot for his business and he knows that she knows he has girlfriends. She’s cool with it she said. Also, she goes out a few times a week, still partying and loving it. I probed her about one night stands or fb but she swore she has not been disloyal all these years of marriage even though many men tried. Of course she would say that but I’m not ready to give her benefit of the doubt given her history of a very high sex drive.
In turn, she was very interested to know about my love and sex life…why I choose to be single, how many girls I keep on the side, etc…I let on as little as I can, just enough to demonstrate I lead a pretty fun and interesting life but not fuck around type. I told her I’m not a monk but also not the type who fucks anyone in skirt. She might suspect otherwise but if I’m going to have a chance to fuck her again, I can’t have her thinking she’s just another chick I want to plant my flag on. No problem with any baggage here because I know her and she hasn’t changed one bit. Her current life is too good to give up.
We ended late, no calls or texts from her husband who is away again. I offered to send her home and we walked to my car. It was dark, carpark was fairly deserted. We walked over to the passenger side, I opened the door for her and leaned in for for the kiss. She turned away and let out a laugh and said “nooo. Hahaha”. It became a peck on the cheek instead.
As I drove off, she held my hand and said “it was good to see you.” I patted her lap and said “I’m glad we met too” then placed my hand on her lap with her hand on top of mine.
The next couple of weeks we were texting. Regular stuff and some mutual flirting. She was surprised at the level of detail that I remember about some of our sexual escapades. The first night we met and how we ended up in my bed. The conversations got more and more heated. I would make comments about my memory of how perfect her boobs were and she said they are still pretty awesome but stop short of sending me pics. I would ask her for a boob pic and she would ask me to show her my hardon. The naughtiest thing she did was when she took a video of herself in a restaurant toilet removing her thong and putting it in her bag. I could feel the sexual tension between us is ripe.
So a Friday night was set for our next meeting. She was going for dinner and then a karaoke session. I would pick her up around midnight. I told her we would go for drinks, I just didn’t say drinks at my place. So the day came, I was excited and very horny the whole day. Had to go for a massage to release some of that tension. LOL
(If you had read some of my earlier stories, you would know I don’t do the dating, wine and dine stuff with FBs. Party in a group yes but in the open and public with just two of us, it’s just not me. Being married, she also had a risk)
After work, I had dinner and drinks with my team to celebrate something. Around 11pm, the younger ones wanted to go partying so I went along but told them I’ll buy them a couple of bottles and will leave for home to rest. I checked her status, she said stick to midnight. I know from history she’s gonna be a bit later and I’ll have to wait. True enough, at 1am, I finally picked her up.
She was a little tipsy, not drunk. Got in the car and immediately held my hand and said “hey babeee…”. I smiled and complimented on her outfit. Silky, loose low cut blouse and tight skirt. She didn’t ask where we were going so I just drove in the direction of my place. She still didn’t say a word when we got there. It was like she was expecting to go back to my place.
Inside my apartment, she went to the bathroom, I went to pour ourselves a glass of wine each then we had a cig in the balcony and chatted a bit. After the cig, we sat on the couch in close proximity facing each other.
S: *smiling innocently* Why are we here?
Me: *smiling back* You didn’t ask so I just drove…*wink*
Then I playfully ran my fingers up her thigh and said softly “You know why we are here and you want to be here as much as I do”. She smiled, I extended one arm over her should to pull her in for the kiss, other hand up her skirt and as our lips locked…my hand below reached it’s destination and could not feel a thong!! (pun intended)
I muttered a “mmmm…” as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. My dick is suffocating, struggling to get free. We are kissing passionately with my fingers playing with her pussy and starting to feel moisture. Still on the couch, I broke away from the kiss to take off my pants then proceeded to help her remove her skirt, exposing that glorious, bare and perfectly moist pussy. I asked “what happened to the thong. You left home like that?” She said it’s in her bag. She went to remove it before I picked her up. Knowing that got me even hornier.
We had removed our tops, I helped to unclasp her bra and went straight in to kiss and caress those beautiful boobies. Really beautiful and well maintained, still 36C, fair, smooth, perfect softness and not sagging even after breastfeeding. Nipples were perfect size and color and very sensitive. While kissing her breast, I played with her nipples…intermittently sucking on each and circling my tongue around the nipple. I know she loves it and gets her very very high. In no time, she was moaning and aching in pleasure. Scratching my back, grabbing my hair, getting extremely horny and kept saying “where are you? ahh…where are you…” in that fucking horny voice that’s begging to be penetrated.
At that point of her begging to be fucked, I am also damn fucking horny. Knn…imagine I have been horny the whole fucking day…
I stood up, motioned to her to adjust her position so she can lie down with her head resting on the couch armrest. My right leg was my standing leg, my left leg was on the couch. My legs have spread her legs apart, my right hand held her left leg and her right leg was pressed against the backrest of the couch by my left leg. I looked down at that slutty and horny face, smiled and bent my right leg to lower myself down to penetrate her with my left hand holding my dick for positioning. The tip of my dick felt the moisture at the entrance and she moaned as I entered ever so slowly. It was easy to enter slow because this is one fucking tight pussy. Mutual moaning as I was entering and I commented “fuck you are tight”…which got no response from her. Don’t think she even heard me. Once fully in, I placed my left hand on the top of the couch and started to fuck her slowly.
My god, the feeling of fucking her was so amazing and incredible. Not withstanding the build up in sexual tension in recent weeks, the fact I’m fucking this sexy, beautiful milf who was my gf more than 10 years ago was enough to make me cum in no time. She definitely looked like she felt the same or the feeling was even more intense for her. The moment I fully penetrated her and start to pump, she was moaning, grabbing and scratching my arms, the couch, shifting herself and if I thought I was going to cum really quickly, she came first and she came in waves!! Within a minute, I could feel her pussy muscles squeezing my dick, it kept squeezing and squeezing while she got louder and louder. She’s in another world now. She kept cumming, the squeezing and moaning did not let up. It’s unbearable and incredible at the same time. Within the next couple of minutes, I could not hold it anymore and she knew I was cumming. I increased my speed and she tried as far as possible to wrap her arms around me. She let out a “cum inside…” in between moans of pleasure then I ejaculated inside her. Fuck I shot my entire load shot inside her pussy. Both of us slumped on each side of the couch, panting as a trace of cum leaked out from her pussy.
I chuckled in between breaths. “Wow” I said. She echoed back “Wow”. We laughed, still catching our breaths. Once our heart rate settled, I got up and leaned over to give her a kiss on her lips then went to clean up. She followed me to the bathroom. We washed up, I put on a tee and shorts and gave her a tee to wear. Back in the living room, she reached into her bag and retrieved a tiny lacy red thong. She gave me a little wink and a laugh. I laughed too. She removed it in the toilet before I picked her up to give me a surprise.
We had more wine and chatted. I didn’t ask for details about her personal life but she wanted to know a lot about mine. She was envious of the lifestyle but I assured her she made the right choice to marry someone who can and is willing to support her. She acknowledged she is high maintenance and I told her we cannot have the best of both worlds. I quickly moved the conversation to a sexual nature. I complimented her on how well maintained her boobs are. Just nice for one hand, so soft and pretty firm for her age. Then we made some dirty talk about each other between then and now.
More than an hour of talking and laughing passed before I stood up and held her hand, leading her into my bedroom. No words need spoken.
My tee came off the moment we entered the room. We kissed lightly on the lips, my hands went under her tee and removed it easily. Then we french kiss again as I slowly lowered her onto the bed. The kissing became more passionate once we were horizontal and one of my hands were groping and squeezing her boobs and her hands were roaming all over my body. Round 2 will be a slow and much more intense one for maximum pleasure.
Her hand found its way into my shorts and started to touch, stroke, caress me down below and then she used her nails to lightly scratch my balls. My dick is super hard, I took off my shorts and whispered in her ear “blow me”…she replied “I don’t blow”.
In my extremely horny state, my mind went “WTF!! SMLJ!! Don’t blow???” Without saying out loud. I lifted my upper body up a little, away from her…
Me: *skeptically* What do you mean you don’t blow? You used to blow me all the time.
(She used to blow me all the time, in private and public)
S: I have not blown anyone since you.
Me: No way. Your husband?
S: He knows I don’t blow.
Me: How come? What happened?
S: No reason. It’s not you…hahaaa…don’t flatter yourself.
Now my mind is blown. I was looking forward to rekinkle the feeling of her blowing me doing whatever she did and maybe got even better over the years.
She didn’t want to go down on me but I love to eat pussy and I hope she still loves to be eaten. Moving slowly from her neck down to her pussy, she opened her legs. Yes…check. Completely bare, no smell and moist already.
I licked around her pussy, get the senses going, play with her a bit. She starts moaning uninhibitedly, struggling in pleasure and absolutely loving it. The moans start to get more intense and my arms that’s keeping her legs open can feel the pressure of her thighs tightening. I resist and continue tongue fucking her and sucking on her pussy. I didn’t let up and continue to go at her. Half my face is covered in her juices as they kept flowing.
She is begging me to fuck her and we have a little wrestling match going on where she tried, futilely to make me come up from down under. Then again, she in so much pleasure, I doubt she knows whether she wants my dick in her or hahe her pussy eaten. I lost track of time and was lost in eating such a beautiful pussy when I heard her moaning “stop, please, baby please stop, stop…I’m cumming…”. It only made me tongue fuck and suck her pussy her faster until she stiffened and stiffened. I finally came up, without missing a beat, french kissed her, make her eat her own juices. We were locked in a passionate kiss while she tried to grab my dick to penetrate her. I let her. Gosh, that tight pussy felt like it was an under utilised pussy except it wasn’t. It felt like a very short time when she moaned again “I’m cumming…cumming…” She wrapped her arms and legs around my back, was somewhat thrusting her hips towards me, I was kind of carrying her in a missionary position and we fucked faster and harder and this time, she half screamed half moaned and came again and again…and again. She kept cumming …that fantastic feeling of her pussy muscles throbbing and squeezing my dick…I fucking love it.
I pulled out, told her to get up. She struggled a little. Our battle tonight has taken quite a bit out of her. I positioned her to bend forward so her hands are on the bed supporting her. I opened her legs from behind and inserted. It was not easy given how tight she is. Once in, I started to fuck her slowly while both my hands are slowly pulling her hair back. One is so her hair does not fall onto her face while I fuck her from behind and two, once all her hair are pulled back, I held them in one hand and pulled her head back while doggying her.
Soon, I established a rythm of tugging and fucking and as I steadily increased the momentum, careful not to tug too hard because I don’t want to hurt her, she started moaning again. I could feel her getting wetter and it got smoother sliding in and out. She also started to push her ass back into me. We got into a really good rythm with both of us are moaning, grunting and saying dirty shit to each other. It was getting a bit too intense I had to let go of her hair and held her butt to get better balance as I could feel myself cumming soon. I increased the tempo and by this time, she was throwing her head back, her glorious head of hair flying around as I gripped her ass harder, fucked harder then I could feel it…could not hold back any longer, I shouted “I’m cumming!!” and I unloaded inside her. The moment I unloaded, she came, very loudly, shuddering and that awesome throbbing of her pussy muscles on my dick that kept squeezing every drop of cum into her pussy.
We collapse onto the bed, she turned around, we hugged and kissed passionately. My dick was limp, I’m sure her pussy was sore, we each had cum on us and the bed was a mess. What a night to remember and the start of our affair.
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Fat Fatt
Hi bro,
Great story, you know it’s bad to owe us the updates through CNY. Better not owe, update soon.
Hahaha our necks long already waiting for you to continue
LOL…will update soon. Met her week before CNY. Always amazing. Makes me hard even thinking about her tightness and how her pussy creates this vacuum like suction around my dick when she cums