Zoe and the older spanker.
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We spoke via message almost constantly for the next few days and finally, we both had space for her to come over. She arrived wearing the outfit that she had been instructed to wear. It was summer and her black and white tight skirt made the most of her curvaceous bum. Before she could get through to the living room she was pressed against the wall. Kissing passionately, pulling the skirt high over her bum cheeks. Her tiny g-string soon pulled down around her thighs and my fingers explored her pussy, her clit and her bum hole. All there in the corridor. We ended up on the floor, Zoe on all fours and my cock straining. The ecstasy of holding my cock and teasing her pussy lips, after the best part of a month of imagining what it would be like to push my cock inside her. Feeling the smoothness and the wetness of her pussy, slowly, enjoying every moment I pushed inside her. Slipping straight inside her tight little cunt. I felt her push back on me. Both of us moaned, knowing that we’d wanted to fuck for so long and now enjoying every thrust, every buck of the fuck, watching her bum cheeks ripple with every thrust into her. I knew I was close and I pulled out. Zoe, quick as a flash turning around, taking my cock in her mouth as I started pumping cum, trying to hold it back, but reaching that point where it had been triggered and I pumped and pumped hard into her mouth. As I took my cock away, she opened her mouth for a moment to show me the heavy load she had there and then closing her eyes and swallowing, looked back at me and said ‘Yum!’
We spent a glorious evening, and yes, fucking. Zoe sucked cock so well, probably the best I have ever experienced and she loved to lick my balls, which are very heavy and dangle nicely. I looked down as I sat on the sofa watching her
Gently sucking my balls and then licking and kissing them gently was perfect.
In the early hours of the morning, with our wine glasses full, we started to peruse fab. There weren’t many people up at that point of the night. One guy, not far from us in North London, a fit chap on his early sixties, was very taken with the three pictures I had posted of Zoe. One the initial picture she had sent me in the black and white skirt, and then two others, one of her on all fours on the bed in a delightful white thong she had bought, after she’d had a few wines and deserved a little spanked bottom, and one curled up on the bed laughing after our second fuck of the night.
I gave my phone to Zoe and watched as their messages became increasingly flirty. She made it plain that she didn’t need a fuck, but was certainly curious about sucking such a mature man and was intrigued by his love of ‘over the knee’
Spanking. She carried on messaging as I licked and kissed her pussy, and then I heard her say ‘Oops!’
I looked up from between her thighs and said ‘What oops?’
‘I’ve said yes’ she said smiling
‘Yes, to what?’ I asked, feeling that prickle of horny adventure stirring in me.
‘We are going to his flat tomorrow afternoon so he can spank my bottom’.
I took my phone back from her and read through her messages, and sure enough there was the address and Zoe promising to arrive and strip in front of us both before Stan could spank her bottom.
We finished the wine and played on the sofa before both falling asleep.
The next morning I woke and Zoe was already showered and fixing a cup of coffee for us both.
‘That was quite a night’. I said as I sipped my cup of rocket fuel.
‘Bit crazy yeah’ Zoe said as she sat next to me on the sofa. I thought to myself that I’d leave her to ‘remind me’ of the rendezvous that afternoon. A glance at the clock told me was closer than I thought, God it had been a long night!
We chatted for a while and then Zoe went off to get changed. A pair of leggings and a long white lace top. Not see-through, but very delicate. As she came into the living room she casually said ‘You better get a move on if we are going to get to Highgate by two, I wouldn’t want to be late’. I smiled and said ‘I thought you had forgotten!’
‘No, I’ve been excited since I woke up! Now go and get a shower, and no wanking, I don’t want your Willy falling off before we have some more fun.’
I didn’t need to ask twice, and showered and by the time I was changed and ready we were cutting it fine to drive there. As we walked to the car I asked Zoe what panties she was wearing. ‘A black thong, for black leggings’. She had a blue jacket coat on over the top and I could tell as we sat in the car and hit the road that underneath her adventurous spirit she was a bit nervous. We chatted as we hit the motorway about anything but the upcoming meet, then, as we came into the outskirts of North London, Zoe went very quiet indeed. I had my eyes on the traffic for a few minutes and then I turned around and looked at her, She was looking out of the passenger window away from me, but her hand was between her legs. I could see it moving slowly, rubbing herself lightly. I chose to say nothing and followed the sat nav, finally finding the leafy road just around the corner from Stan’s that I had chosen to park in. I turned to Zoe and asked ‘Sure you want to do this?’. She turned to me her eyes sparkling and kissed me on the lips ‘Actually, I can’t wait, my heart is beating fast but you only live once don’t you?’ I locked the car and we walked around the corner to the nice modern block of flats I said to Zoe ‘Flat 9, I think you should buzz him’. I held back a little and watched her walk to the door about four feet away. I could hear the intercom ringing and then a cultured voice answered “Hello?’
‘Hi, ummmm it’s April and James’ Zoe said.
‘Oh! Great bang on time, come on up, first floor’ Stan said and with a buzz and click the front door opened and we stepped inside. |
