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The beams of sunshine streaming through her curtains gradually woke Sue up. She looked at the clock on her bedside table, surprised to see it was approaching 9 – she typically woke up at her usual 7 on the weekends. But her sleep had been restless, full of sexy dreams that had left her writhing. Laying on her back, the 45-year-old divorcee slipped her right hand beneath the waistband of her panties and found herself uncharacteristically wet.
She began rubbing herself, spreading her natural lubrication. She thought about her married neighbor Steve, who had recently reawakened her libido by seducing her. He’d helped her with some home maintenance, and then helped himself to her – getting her to masturbate to a climax in front of him, then making her give him head before making love to her in the kitchen.
No, they didn’t make love. She knew it wasn’t as soft as that, that the two of them had in fact *fucked.* And done so again in this very bed several more times that week before she’d told him that she couldn’t anymore, that it was a mistake. She enjoyed it as well as the cuddling and pillow talk that came after, but her values didn’t allow for fornication and adultery. She was conservative, raised Catholic…she knew lust was a sin.
But Sue also knew that it felt great. Her finger ran a gentle circle around her little bud as she thought about how desirable Steve had made her feel – the hunger of his gaze, the roughness of his tongue, the hardness of his thrusts, the way he’d pulled on her hair while feeding her his…cock.
She continued to touch herself, gently, writhing in her clean white sheets for several minutes as she drew closer and closer. Her left hand balled the thin cotton material as she climaxed, softly vocalizing while she came around her wet digit.
It felt good. After more than a decade without dating, interrupted only by a handful of shameful one-night stands and her week of sneaking around with her neighbor, she knew how to pleasure herself, how to make herself feel nice.
But good and nice only went so far. Being fucked by Steve had clarified the difference between the light orgasms she gave herself through external stimulation and the special kind of climax that only came from a hard, sweaty fuck delivered by a hot, hard dick.
Sue put her glasses on, rose from her bed, stood before the mirror affixed to her closet door, pondering what to wear. She pulled her camisole up and over her head, exposing her breasts. Were they as desirable as Steve had described, as full and firm as a woman years younger like he said? She pinched her nipples, making the pink tissue harden. She sucked her small tummy in, making her 36DD breasts appear even larger than usual as she shifted from a head-on to a sideways view. She was used to how they looked and hadn’t really measured herself much against other women, but decided someone as into women as Steve must know a thing or two about their bodies.
She rubbed her belly, wishing it were firmer like it had been back when she was more dedicated to fitness, before she’s started using the elliptical in her basement as a clothes-drying rack. She turned, decided that her rounded rear really was an asset as she slid her panties down to study it. She shifted again to a head-on view, wondered whether she should groom herself or if it was okay to be so hairy.
Then she considered her face. From an early age Sue’s mother had told her she was never going to win any beauty pageants, and she realized her mother was right. She wasn’t ugly, just plain. She was half-Polish, but had never developed into one of those legendary Polish hotties. She kept her eyebrows plucked, hid her brown eyes behind her round glasses that amplified the roundness of her face, which contrasted with her rather long chin. Her neck, too, was long…Steve had enjoyed kissing all over it, scared her with the possibility of leaving marks on it. He’d also liked her auburn hair, which she had dyed every month because she didn’t like her naturally mousey coloring.
Sue set about getting dressed, choosing a supportive push-up-style bra, black workout halter, high-cut panties and tight pink yoga shorts for her day of puttering around the house. She made a quick breakfast of granola cereal and milk, and then went outside to the garage to get her gardening cart before setting to work maintaining the landscaping out front of her small ranch house.
A few doors down and across the street, Jimmy Norton looked out his bedroom window and watched Sue as she bent over weeding. Man oh man, for an old woman Miss Nowak sure has a nice ass, the 19-year-old college student thought. He went over to his desk, rummaged through the drawers until he found the binoculars his grandfather had given him years ago. Returning to the window he focused in on Sue, delighted to see she’d turned around and was now showing her deep cleavage. What I’d give to stick my dick between those melons and come all over her old face, the young virgin thought as he stared from behind his curtains, kaynarca escort his cock hard as he watched Sue while imagining one of his favorite porno scenes.
After a few minutes of voyeurism Jimmy decided to get on his bicycle to watch Sue from a little closer up. As he opened the door to the attached garage he noticed that both of his parents’ cars were gone; they were already out and about on this Saturday morning.
While he felt some embarrassment at not having a car of his own, Jimmy knew that his education was more important than being cool for now. Biking also helped to keep him in decent shape; he hadn’t added the “freshman 15” that so many of his friends had during their first year of college as they adapted to unlimited food in the dorm cafeteria and late-night pizza deliveries.
Mounting his mountain bike, Jimmy began slowly pedaling in low gear down the sidewalk toward Sue’s house. Her back was to him once again and he felt his erection returning as he stared at the outline of her ass. He kept staring as he passed her house, failing to notice a buckle in the sidewalk ahead. Ignorant of the hazard, he was sent flying over his handlebars when his front tire struck the upturned concrete.
“Shit!” he exclaimed as he came to a hard landing on the ground, fortunate that most of his body had fallen onto the parkway grass rather than the concrete. Startled, Sue looked over and saw her neighbor sprawled out on the ground and quickly came over to lend him aid.
“Jimmy, are you okay?” she asked, kneeling over his prone form.
The young man turned his head and looked up, his eyes immediately drawn to the tops of her breasts and the shadowy valley between them. “I…I think so,” he said, rolling over.
Sue’s eyes skimmed over Jimmy’s body, noting a bloody scrape on his left knee, a surprising bulge between his legs and another abrasion on his left arm. “You’re bleeding a bit, but it isn’t too bad. We should get you home to get cleaned up.”
“No one…no one is home, Miss Nowak.”
“Please, call me Sue. You’re in college now, right? Anyway, okay, let’s get you inside my house and I’ll see about getting your scrapes taken care of.”
“Okay. What about my bike?”
“I’ll wheel it over by my back door. You walk on over there and we’ll get started.” Jimmy nodded his assent and gingerly picked himself off the ground, then followed Sue up her driveway and around her the back of her house.
“Just a second while I get some supplies,” Sue instructed, leaving the young man in her living room. She walked around the bend to the bedrooms, found a spare pillow, pillow case and sheet in the linen closet, then scrounged up a few wash cloths, some oversize band aids and antibiotic spray from the bathroom.
“Hold these,” she instructed, handing the medical supplies to Jimmy. His pain subsiding, he leered at her round rear as she laid the sheet out on the flower-patterned couch and smoothed it out, then placed the pillow so that the left side of his body would face the front of the couch. “Now lay down.”
Sue knelt down beside Jimmy and began to examine his bloodied elbow. “This doesn’t seem too bad; I’m just going to wash it a bit to start,” she told him. He thrilled to her touch; he hadn’t so much as kissed a girl since early the previous semester, when he’d made out with and felt up another freshman who lived in his dorm.
“Now the hard part; this might sting a little,” Sue told her patient before applying the antibiotic spray. Jimmy felt a cooling sensation followed by a sting.
“Ow, that hurts!” he exclaimed reflexively.
“Well I’m sorry, but you don’t want an infection, do you? Now hold still while I bandage you,” Sue half-scolded as she opened the sterile strip, removed the backing and applied the tan fabric over his elbow. “There, one down and one to go.”
Sue kneewalked several feet to the left to tend to Jimmy’s knee, unthinkingly positioning herself near his feet. Jimmy enjoyed the view of her breasts as they practically spilled out of her halter top. He fought not to enjoy it too much, though, as his ever-ready teenage cock began to harden once more. Intent on her work, Sue didn’t initially notice as she cleaned Jimmy’s knee up.
“Fuck, that stuff really stings!” he yelled when she sprayed him again.
“For a big strong guy you’re kind of a wimp,” Sue laughed. She looked up toward his face but found her gaze instead locked on the tent that stood proudly in his gray nylon shorts.
“Maybe you can kiss it and make it better?”
“What? That’s inappropriate, young man!”
“I meant my booboo!” he replied, embarrassed.
“Your booboo? I’ve never heard it called that before!”
“Oh, no, shit, I’m sorry,” Jimmy said, his face turning red as he sat up, trying to will his erection away. “I just meant my knee! I can’t help the other thing; you just look so sexy.” His blush deepened.
“You think I’m sexy? But…I’m old enough to be your…older sister.”
“My sister doesn’t küçükyalı escort have a bangin’ bod like you, Miss Nowak.”
Now it was Sue’s turn to blush. “Well, I guess that’s nice to hear.”
“I’m not the only one who thinks so, Miss Nowak. My mom is totally jealous of you and yells at my dad every time she catches him checking you out.”
It dawned on Sue that Steve hadn’t been lying about the esteem in which the men in the neighborhood held her, but she tried to play coy. “Well, that’s certainly news to me. But I guess it’s a compliment, right? Even if it’s kind of inappropriate.” She paused, eying Jimmy’s bulge again as he lay back down. “Now, let me finish with your knee.”
Jimmy squirmed under her touch. “Hold still so I can get this bandage on,” Sue instructed. She removed the adhesive backing, stuck it over the scrape carefully and then smoothed it out, repeatedly stroking Jimmy’s knee. His erection literally twitched several times as she did so, leading her to smile. Emboldened, she ran a hand up his thigh until she reached his scrotum. She cupped his balls through his briefs, gently squeezing them; they felt like eggs in her hand.
“Mmmmmm, that feels really nice,” Jimmy said.
“I’m sorry, that wasn’t right,” Sue replied, removing her hand, shocked at her momentary boldness.
“But it felt really nice, Miss…Sue. I don’t mind if you touch me.”
“Your mother and father would mind, though!” she said with a scold in her voice.
“I won’t tell them. Honest.”
“What about your friends? Are you going to brag about the lonely lady who played with your penis?”
“Of course not. No one will ever find out. I promise.” Feeling the balance of power shifting his way, Jimmy reached down and pulled his shorts down, then opened the gap fly in his tighty whities, exposing his hardness to her. “See how turned on you’ve got me, Sue?”
She gulped. Jimmy was better equipped than Steve, than her ex-husband, than possibly any man she’d ever been with. Her hand trembling, she reached out and touched his head, ran a curious finger just below it, squeezed it gently between her thumb and two fingers before making a fist and stroking him from head to hilt. “It always amazes me how the tip feels so soft and spongy when the rest is so hard,” she murmured.
“Do you like it?” Jimmy asked with pride. “I like how your hand feels on it. It’s okay if you look a little closer or do whatever you want with it.” Sue immediately had visions of her riding this young man to multiple climaxes but knew it would be better to slow things down a bit.
“It’s really nice, Jimmy. Girls must love your penis. It’s so long and thick, and your testicles are big and firm.” She pictured him behind her, his balls slapping against her full ass while he fucked her.
“I do okay with the ladies,” he lied as she stroked him slowly; he’d only received a few hand jobs to date, with one of the girls he had dated telling him she couldn’t even conceive of fitting him in her mouth or between her legs. “Not every guy my age packs eight thick inches like me.” Sue suspected it wasn’t quite *that* long but she wasn’t about to get a measuring stick out to verify Jimmy’s claim.
“How many girls have you been with, Jimmy?”
“Um, you know…a gentleman never tells,” he said as his precome began to ooze forth. Sue massaged the slippery, sticky discharge into his head with her right hand as her left began to fondle his balls. Jimmy’s cock seemed to be getting even harder as she stroked it. “So far you’re the best at handling my dick, though.”
She continued to massage his length, sometimes with one hand while she handled his sack and in other moments using both hands on it to stroke the shaft while giving special attention to his head. “Your touch really is amazing, Sue,” Jimmy opined. “I bet it would feel really good if you did kiss it.”
Responding to the challenge, Sue leaned forward, stuck her tongue out near the root of Jimmy’s cock, licked around his balls a bit before slurping upward with a spiraling motion until she was circling around the head. “Oh my god that’s so fucking good, Sue. I don’t know how much I can take of your sweet mouth.” She proceeded to wrap her lips around the head, her jaw straining, licking all around it while her right hand milked his shaft. “So close so close so close,” he murmured.
Not wanting to taste his come, Sue removed her mouth while tightening her grip on his slick shaft, surprised at just how purple-ish the head had become over the past several minutes. She was startled when Jimmy suddenly shifted to a sitting position; she lost her grip on him, saw his own hand replace hers, heard him grunt as he grabbed on to the top of her head with his other hand and shot a powerful glob of warm, thick come into her hair. “Oh fuck!” he exclaimed through gritted teeth as he wanked all over her, shooting pearls of his discharge onto her glasses, her nose, her lips, her chin, even down onto her chest before he finally stopped sancaktepe escort erupting all over.
“You bastard; you weren’t supposed to come on me!” Sue exclaimed, shocked by his boldness, amazed at just how much semen he’d produced, surprised at how good it felt on her skin.
“But you look so fucking hot covered in my come,” he replied, reaching into his pocket for his phone. Too shocked to react, she watched in surprise as he stood over her and took a quick succession of photos of the sticky mess he’d made of her, positioned his still-engorged cock near her face, rubbed it on her cheek as he continued taking snaps until she put her hand up to cover the phone. “See?” he said, turning the phone over, showing her the dozen pictures he’d quickly taken.
“Give me that,” she said, swiping the phone from him, scrolling through the photos more slowly as she knelt on the carpeting. “There’s no way you’re keeping any of these. How do I delete them?”
“You know I’d never show them to anyone,” Jimmy replied.
“No, I don’t know that! I have a reputation to protect. How do I get rid of them?”
“Here, I’ll do it.” He took the phone back, spent 10 seconds touching the screen quickly, then handed the device back to Sue. “See, they’re gone now.” She scrolled through his photos folder, smirked at some of the childish selfies he’d taken of himself and with friends, the dumb things kids today found to be photo-worthy. Satisfied that he’d deleted the photos, she nodded and handed the device back to her.
“I’m sorry about that. It’s just something we guys like to do with our conquests, Sue.”
“Is that what this was? A conquest?” She was no feminist, but Sue certainly felt like her dignity had been insulted by his objectification.
“No no no,” Jimmy tried to assure her. “It was a very special moment. You turn me on so much, Sue. See how I’m still practically hard?” He flexed his pelvic muscles, made his rod elevate and bounce back down again several times. The sight turned Sue on, the feeling that she was able to inspire such lust in someone not even half her age, tamping down her anger. She found herself reaching for it, stroking it back toward its fullest state as he stood before her.
“Well, I guess you can make amends,” Sue said, standing up. Her hand returned to his cock, brazenly pulling him toward her bedroom as she began walking there. He struggled not to trip over his own shorts as they slid down past his knees as he shuffled behind her.
A moment later they stood at the foot of her unmade queen-sized bed. “Undress me,” Sue instructed. She raised her arms, and Jimmy obediently removed her halter. She fought not to laugh at the difficulty he had opening the clasps on her bra, then shifted her hips to assist him as he pulled her shorts and panties down, then removed her sandals. “Now taste me,” she requested, applying downward pressure on his shoulders. Once he was on his knees she lay back on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide.
“It’s so hairy,” Jimmy remarked as he studied Sue’s womanhood. The two times he’d previously gotten inside a girl’s underwear had been a very different experience; both of them had been clean-shaven. “I’ve only seen them like this on the internet.” He tentatively extended his tongue, found the hairs to be softer than he’d expected, that they easily yielded to the pressure of his proboscis. It had been months since he’d tasted pussy; Sue’s seemed tangier than what he remembered from his younger partners.
Sue found the young man’s technique to be too tentative, frustrating her. Jimmy’s clumsy tongue seemed to wander without any clear direction or goal – just movement. Despite his awkwardness, after several minutes his efforts began to make her wet.
Jimmy was surprised when his efforts led to a tap on his shoulder; he knew that this was his signal to stop. “Aren’t you enjoying this?” he asked, looking up at Sue, who had a surprisingly neutral expression on her face.
“Oh, no, it’s not that,” she lied. “I just want to feel that big penis of yours inside me.”
Jimmy’s heart nearly stopped; this was literally virgin territory for him. “How do you want to do it?”
“I’m comfortable where I am. So get on top of me and get to work.”
Jimmy swiftly removed his tee shirt, underwear, shorts and running shoes and socks. Somewhat clumsily, he then placed his arms on either side of Sue. He began by laying a kiss on her left nipple, then nipped it. “Who told you to bite me? That hurts!”
“I’m sorry. Mmmm, some of the girls I’ve fucked have gotten off on it.” The false bravado in his voice was a dead giveaway, and it dawned on Sue that Jimmy might be, probably was, a virgin. The awkwardness with which he licked around her breasts and up to her neck, finally finding her mouth, reminded her again how full of shit most men were. The kiss was satisfactory; he was definitely enthusiastic as he swirled his tongue around her mouth. At the same time she felt him begin to thrust against her, as if her labia were supposed to magically yield to him and allow him entrance.
“Here; I know I’m sort of tight so I’ll help get you in,” Sue said as she took his cock in her hand, felt his abundant precome on her fingers as she lined him up with her opening. “Now push yourself inside.”
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