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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is my first thread contribution to the stories section (perhaps 2nd ever created thread).
Anyhoo, this is a true story and something that took place around 4-5 years ago on a previous profile I had here.
A Fab member had been messaging me around the same time late at night for months and I surmised he was either married/attached and messaging whilst his partner or wife was in bed OR he worked night shifts. I had already seen a face pic of him and I can safely say I didn't feel at all attracted to him and steered the conversations at a level where I didn't encourage anything despite his numerous requests and I declined each time. Through questioning, he'd informed me he worked for the same establishment as I did but in another site and that he was single. His profile indicated he wasn't much older than me however I suspected he was much older than he claimed simply by the photos he'd shared and eventually when I met him in person.
One particular day I'd been out and about all dressed up for the occasion, had met up with friends and had great company and laughs. Once we'd said our goodbyes, I knew I was going home to my usual set up of adult son and daughter doing what they do in their rooms and I'd revert back to "mum" mode; only I wasn't quite ready to revert to that role. The evening was still young; I was still dressed smart and casual wearing a white tee shirt; black, above knee fluent skirt; stockings + vintage garter belt (tights aren't part of my vocab). Added to that, I felt good, smelled good and horny as hell and sometimes when I've reached its high peak, I'd have probably fucked anything the horn was soooo bad. So, on this occasion, he was actually doing a back shift and my colleague messaged me. He thought I was joking and teasing him I challenged him that I'd be at his workplace in 40 mins so he best be ready.
He had some organising to do, had to get cover for his time away from his work area as his office was in a separate building. When I met him at the arranged place on site, the excitement was intense - I'd never ever done this before!
He guided me to his office taking care to ensure no one was around to witness. We'd already concocted a "story line" should we have bumped into anyone. We entered his office, locking the door behind him. His eyes popped outta his head when he ran his hand gently up my skirt to find I had my stockings and vintage belt on and then! To feel I had no knickers on exposing my smooth pussy all damp and ready for a treat. We start off with a kiss and finger fuck which gets me going....we swipe stuff along his old tea cup stained wooden 70s desk, propping my voluptuous arse on it. He releases my tits from bra and I roll my white tee shirt above them, now
all loose and jiggling. Next, I slowly lift my skirt up and as I pull my knees up, the display of my now swollen smooth pussy and ass hole is accentuated - he's mesmerised like it's the first time he's seen a pussy (by now I realise he's 60+ years old so I know he has!). The man is obviously starving as he dives immediately into my pussy. I push his head in applying more pressure on my clit and tell him to insert a couple of fingers and fuck me. I know his face is gonna be absolutely soaked in my juices and that's good, cos when he comes up for air, I'll be tasting myself as he kisses me back... He's still got his uniform top on and by this time it's clearly stained with my juices... His trousers and boxers have been dropped, and I've already told him I'm cock hungry but to take it easy as he starts to penetrate me with his dripping hard cock (bearing in mind I havent even touched his cock nor tasted or had my mouth anywhere else on him)...
The feeling of a splendid throbbing cock inside my pussy is amazing - can't beat it! By this time we pick up speed, my large tits bouncing all over the shop, breathing becoming heavier and my moans of pleasure making us more excited.... The desk making just as much noise as we're banging away... I'm feeling a little uncomfortable so I tell him I need to get off the desk leaving apparent tell tale signs of our mixed sex juices on it. There's an old 70s style seat next to his desk, the style where there's broad elastic strapping under the bum cushion, making it spongy. The wooden arms however, we're at the height of the desk. I turn around, bending over, skirt hitched above my arse cheeks, legs spread, me looking over my shoulder to him beckoning him to kneel and taste my wet sex and arse...Amazeballs. He was soooo lapping me up like a good lover should, with a short blast of 3 fingers fucking my tight hole again, I orgasm and start to gush down his hands and arm, dripping over the 70s style seat. Now I'm need his throbbing hard cock and he complies with my firm request. I don't know what it's like for other ladies, for me I just know it always feels like the "very first time" a cock has entered my wanton pussy. He holds my hips, we get back into rhythm, the sound of skin slapping against skin, the thrusting of a dripping hard cock filling the walls of my pussy is undescribable as is the feeling and sound of his balls slapping so hard against me, but the gasps and moans of pleasure from both of us sends us over the edge.... He tels me he's about to cum..... I said go ahead and fill me with your hot spunk - I need to feel hot spunk inside me.... And with that, we both fuck hard and to a point it was animalistic and we cum at the same time.... By the time he withdraws, the cum is already running down my thighs... My pussy absolutely drenched in cum and the unmistakable scent of sex fills the room. I collapse on the spongy seat, skirt still wrapped around my waist, oozing all over the chair. Sweat dripping off the both of us. He asks if he can clean me up - to me, that's hot AF. I give him permission and ask him to leave some cream pie for me to play with when I get home. He happily obliged and I orgasmed again...
(NB: before anyone from the bare back brigade start, it's something I don't do and I did get myself checked out!) |