Mature stories 3
I'd been invited to a wedding and I was dateless, but
thought I might be able to pick myself up a nice piece of ass
at the reception. People always seem to get so pissed at
weddings and often the girls really let their hair down
and turned into horny little sluts. Well, to my disappointment
there wasn't much unattached talent at the party so
I decided to make the most of the free booze and food and have
a good time anyway.
I hardly knew anyone there so I loaded up my plate, grabbed
a bottle and headed out to a large balcony that was off the
reception room. After I'd eaten I thought a walk in
the grounds might be nice so I started to wander around and
that's when I saw someone sitting under a tree in the
dark.
As I approached I could see that the stranger was a woman
of mature age and I could hear muffled noises that sounded
like crying. She heard me approaching and began to wipe
her eyes and she tried to smile as she stood up brushing grass
off her dress.
"Hello there" I said cheerfully, "What's
up?"
"Hi yourself" she said sniffing slightly.
"I am ok, weddings always make me cry, " she
said.
"Well I've got a nice bottle of champagne here
that I swiped from the bar. Want to share it with me?"
"Oh yes please" she said with a smile, her tears
all dried up now and gone it seemed.
She was definitely older than me but it was hard to tell her
age as she had one of those elegant chiselled faces with
wide slanting eyes and she was indeed a beauty. Small smile
lines appeared around her mouth as spoke and she had an aura
of sexuality about her I had never picked up in younger women.
We sat under the tree drinking the wine and told each other
about ourselves and why we were there alone. She admitted
that she had been crying because she had always been unlucky
in love and had never been married. Now that she was pushing
50 she was convinced she would always be alone.
I decided there and then that I would make her feel desired
at least and proceeded to successfully charm her out of
her mood. By the time the bottle was empty she had the giggles...
She was filled with champagne bubbles in her head and a cheeky
smile on her succulent mouth. I asked her if she wanted more
to drink and she told me that what she really wanted was to
take me home and make wild passionate love to me!
I wasn't really surprised by this considering her
melancholy of earlier and my attempts to seduce her! This
lovely feminine lady who I had found crying like a little
girl was now acting like a slutty little wildcat and I knew
I was in for some interesting sex with this perfectly delightful
creature.
She moved forward and kissed me softly on my mouth and whispered
"God I think you're sexy. "I'd really
like to have you right now."
The taste of her beautiful mouth, the heady scent of her
perfume and the way she was acting had my cock bulging behind
my zip and when she reached down and squeezed it I attacked
her in a wild and reckless way. I grabbed her breasts hard
and roughly undid the front of her dress. I could tell by
the wanton look in her eyes that this is exactly the way she
wanted it.
"Oh yes baby" she said. "Oh yes, I like
it rough, so don't stop what you're doing, please
don't stop."
Her breasts popped out of her dress and they were big and
full and had large deep brown nipples and I bit them and sucked
at them hard and she squealed in delight. I pushed her back
up against the tree and unleashed my swollen member from
the confines of my pants. She grabbed it with both hands
and shoved it in her mouth and sucked on it like a starving
baby would suckle its mother. Just as I thought I couldn't
stand it anymore she stopped sucking and begged me to fuck
her.
"Oh god my pussy is so wet, please fuck me, fuck me now!"
"I will." I said. "But first I have to taste
your hot juicy slit."
I was still on my knees and she stood and leaned up against
the tree, pulling her skirt up at the same time. God she made
a beautiful sight in the moonlight with her blouse gaping
open revealing her bruised swollen breasts and her skirt
hiked up exposing her cleanly shaved pussy, her clit red
and standing out against her pale skin. She rubbed at herself
until I enveloped her perfectly ripened cunt with my warm
mouth and licked her roughly with my tongue. She tasted
delicious and she moaned as I sucked on her hard little clit.
I stood up and we pressed our hot sweating bodies hard together
as we kissed, savouring the flavour of each other on our
tongues. I picked her up and slid her down onto my hard throbbing
cock and I fucked her there up against the tree. She wrapped
her legs around my hips and I rammed myself into her aggressively
and her cunt tightened each time I withdrew forcing me to
stab into her harder and harder.
She was so hot and juicy inside and I could feel the wetness
leaking onto my rock hard balls as her little round butt
banged down onto them as we fucked.
"Oh god I am going to cum" she said and as her pussy
began to pulsate she started to cry softly as if in awesome
relief.
I couldn't stop looking at her expression as she rode
her orgasm that seemed to go on and on. The look on her face
was pure pleasure but mixed with the tears in the moonlight
it was an awesome twisted sexual thing that seemed unreal
and out of control. When I finally allowed my cock to explode
it started squirting so hard that it almost hurt. When the
flooding was over we slid down the tree totally exhausted
and I held her tightly as she continued to whimper quietly.
"Are you alright?" I asked and she smiled and
said "Yes, it's just that I always cry when I cum,
especially at weddings."
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