Hi, I thought I'd share with you a Holocene experience I had during this by summer. I've previously shared some of my more memorable intimate encounters over the years.

My gens is maria and I am a hold living in Sydney Australia. I'm over 50 and I'm 5'6 '' tall brunette who has put on a bit of weight over the years. I've expectant tit ( 38 DD ) with large dingy ring of color and protuberant nipples, wide curvy rose hip and duncish thighs and shapely calfskin. Nowadays, I don't consider myself anything extra but in my younger days, I was pretty with a voluptuous physical body which not infrequently attracted wolf whistles from guys. I've been married for 25 years and apart from my husband I've only been fucked twice, once by another man and the early you 'll give birth to learn for yourself ( if you 're curious ) elsewhere on this site.

Our sex life is pretty standard ( a couple of times a calendar month, if that ), my husband is in his late 50's and over the preceding class or two, has had worry getting it up. To be perfectly frank, I haven't really missed it, as his erect tool was only 11cm/4.5 inches when we married, and after 3 kidskin, I hardly felt him when we fucked. I've always masturbated to relieve myself.

Recently I've been getting hornier and have resorted to masturbating while surfing the net. I think my increased libido is related to the Hormone Replacement Therapy that my Doctor has prescribed me for hot thrill. I forgot to mention that I've a turgid button measuring 2.5 inches/6.5 cm erect which likes to be stimulated and of which I ‘ m very majestic. If you're concern, you can hold back out my clitoris on < buttonstolove.tumblr.com > on the 3/15/16, 3/11/16, 1/20/16. I'm the white woman with the furry slit.

Anyway, one Tues this terminal summertime, I'd just finished a run of Nox shifts and got home and decided to lie down by our pocket billiards to get a tan. It was a gorgeous day, the sun was shining bright and it was exceptionally warm. My backyard is well secluded and my neighbours were not home but at work. I was alone. I stripped off and put on a bikini, applied my tanning lotion and laid down in a deck of cards president by the puddle and closed my eyes.

I must have got drifted asleep. The following thing I remembered was hearing the noise of the syndicate gate scuttle. I awoke suddenly and should've been startled but for some intellect, I felt very horny and aroused. My slit started to tingle. I must have been dreaming.

I opened my eye and in presence of me stood a handsome blonde tanned untried man. He apologised for disturbing me and introduced himself as Terry and said he was here to clean the consortium. Normally the pool is cleaned on a Thursday so I was not expecting anyone. He explained that the puddle cleaning party couldn't send person on the Thursday and therefore he had been sent to clean the consortium today.

When I focused my eyes, I could see that he'd been working for a slight while. I then realised that I was lying in forepart of him almost naked. I knew this offspring man was getting an eye replete. My large diskette breasts were barely covered by my Edward White bikini top. My nipples were set up and terry could n't keep his centre off my nipple. My peg were parted. I do not shave my Vannevar Bush and therefore thick tussock of my pubes were overflowing around my skimpy bikini hind end. To establish topic worse, I noticed that my pussy was wet and my clitoris was upright creating an obvious swelling and moist patch.

I noticed his gaze was paying particular attention to my breasts and also glancing down to my crotch orbit. I felt myself getting more raise but I also felt very guilty as he was Brigham Young, maybe 20 years old and he started to apologize for disturbing me. I could see the bulge in his drawers. I definitely got his attention. I made some excuse about going to get another cool drink from the kitchen, this was my excuse to get out of the way and compile myself. I went to the kitchen feeling flattered at his care but still very, very aroused.

I was in a bit of a daze as I poured a boozing and returned to my back pack of cards. I could see that Terry was nervous and judging by the bump in his boxers also turned on. He was standing by my deck hot seat and just stared at my heavy saggy breasts as they swayed as I sauntered towards him. My 1-inch erect shadow brown pap proudly pointing out through my thin white Bikini top.

I don't know what happened succeeding. I should have stopped myself but I couldn't, he was 30 years younger than me but it was years since a literal virile man had touched me and I was really excited. I felt like such a slattern, like a rabid bitch in heat.

I was delirious with starve, any control I had been taken over by a state of nature naive delirium and desire for sexual gratification and this young boy's erect phallus.

I surprised myself by getting down on my knees and unbuttoning his shorts and pulling them down so I could get to his throbbing inflexible manhood. He just stood there, not offering any resistance. I could find a swollen pecker straining under his shorts and had bother getting his hard cock out, so he helped and had it out in just a back. He was n't very big, in fact he was average-sized, probably around 6 in but his cock was hard and compared to my married man's little gumshoe, it appeared Brobdingnagian. His proud, Lester Willis Young turncock was curved like a ripe banana with a large glistening empurple glans and a thick-skulled veiny beam of light with a wakeless hanging scrotal sac covering two declamatory testicles.

I looked up at him and he had his oculus closed now and was just enjoying the feeling. As I leaned forward and took the tip into my sassing, he let out a gasp. I slid his choke tumesce manhood into my mouth and started to go down on it hungrily trying to do my beneficial for this young he-man. My hubby has always wanted to be better endowed, he has always had a problem with the size of it of his 4.5-inch peter. For some reason, I caught myself thinking I only wish he could see me giving this boy the Best bodge job of his lifetime, sucking on this boy's much turgid and harder penis. He would be so envious.

terry cloth instinctively reached out and catch my tits and started playing with my erect tit releasing my two-piece top which rendered me even more rabid. My wet aching pussy hungered to be filled.

Here I was sitting on my back deck, topless, with a 20 yr old kid 's stopcock in my mouth. It was so arouse that I started to really take up on his turgid manhood, taking him all the way in until it touched the book binding of my mouthpiece and then back out again. Here I was, actually acting like a literal slut giving this young stranger a blow job.

After a few hour of this I took his fleshy cock out of my backtalk and asked him if he was enjoying this and he groaned. He still had his eyes closed as I was stroking his rigid quivering rooster. I continued to kiss and lick the tip of his dick as I stroked it with one hand and rubbed his heavy balls with the other. He had a overnice sac with very much great ballock than my hubby's. Pre cum started oozing from his incision as I greedily licked it up, circling my velvety knife around his trembling swollen trench purpleness head.

As I took his cock back into my mouth, I sucked on it with a hysteria, taking it in out of my sassing as quickly as I could and then reached back and started to rub my finger's breadth around his anus and he gave out a guttural consonant moan.

I could feel his rhythm method start to change with his involuntary hip push as his sonorous balls retracted up into his groin and I knew it was only clip before he released his loading into my rima oris.

Soon after, he mumbled that he was going to cum and I took his large cock out of my mouth and told him to attend at me as I stroked his egotistic humanity with one hand and pushed my finger in his anus with my other hand and he just erupted, shooting watercourse after stream of his cum all over me, his anus twitching convulsively around my fingerbreadth. My digit massaging his pulsating walnut-sized prostate. The low squirt landed on my face and then I pointed his prick to my tits and continued to stroke it. He was shooting so much cum I could not trust it and it was running down my breast and to my belly. When he finally finished, I took my fingers and wiped his cum from my grimace and licked it off my fingerbreadth and he was spent, still recovering from his orgasm, his still erect but dwindling humanness twitching involuntarily.

I could smell the distinct musky odour of his cum. I have never seen so a lot semen from a guy before. I'm only used to my husband's onus which is usually only about 2/3's of a teaspoonful.

He then got distressed and wanted to leave alone. He was neural that my husband would come home base and hitch him. I told him that he would not be home until much later but my reassurance was insufficient, he insisted that he had to go. I knew I had given this boy the substantially muck up job of his life and I think that in his naivety he just didn't know what to do adjacent and therefore ran.

Here I was sitting beside my pond, topless, with this foreign kid's cum all over me and I was now bequeath horny as a phrenetic godforsaken beef in heat, my well up vulva aching to be satisfied. At that moment, I would take offered my swollen clit and pussy to anyone and fucked anything that walked by. I was so delirious and overwhelmed with repressed naive animalistic lust.

I went to the bedroom and got my big 8-inch flesh-coloured dildo out and fucked myself silly with it, imagining what it would've been like if young Terry had stayed and pumped his throbbing cock inside me. I feverishly rubbed my swollen congested purple clit, my ‘ obscene organ of brute pleasure'until I spasmed with consummate hug drug, having one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had. I could barely breathe.

On reflection, I could not believe that I would do something like that, it was so out of character for me, a middle-aged dowdy suburban housewife. I blame my heightened lust on my hormone therapy. But I did score a immature boy and if I'm honest with myself it felt wild. I hadn't felt so alive for a long clock time. Now when I'm masturbating or on the few juncture that my married man is worry in fucking, I imagine a young proud virile cock in me. I think that every woman has thought about seducing a young man like this, but they are afraid to act on their desire. I did .