Porn story “Hunter for mature women”.
I don’t know what kind of porn stories mature women like to read, but mine will be about how I met that one and unique … Everything happened when I was 25 and I was sent on another working trip to the neighboring city.
We met with this special autumn at the reception of one of the hotels of the hospitable Krasnodar. She just went to the rack, having two suitcases with her: one manual and one on wheels. My attention was immediately picked by her miniature black shoes on a low heel. She was dressed in a strict suit with a needle, and in classics – a bright top plus a dark bottom. She was a prominent blonde, with gray large eyes, natural long eyelashes and a proudly rising chest of the third size. If you take responsibility and try to guess its age, then it looks 30-35 years old, and according to the passport, as it turned out further, 44 years old.
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I decided to make a pleasant first impression, so a little smiling offered her my help, so that, although a mature, but fragile woman, would not drag heavy suitcases herself, she smiled back and agreed.
We continued to wait for the administrator, when suddenly, unexpectedly for ourselves, I interrupted the silence:
– Wonderful weather today!
“Amazing, especially for this time of year …” she supported.
– The first time in Krasnodar?
– He is already like a native to me, and you?
“For the first time,” I decided to deceive. – And, as it is not regrettable, I can’t see the city from the word “completely”, since all work and work. Can you tell me what you can see here in the evening?
When I asked this question, a young girl who interrupted our dialogue appeared behind the counter reception, and we settled in the number. As soon as we got the keys, I picked up the suitcases of my charming stranger, and followed her.
– Theater. I would recommend going to the theater in the evening – she stopped, and with a gesture showed that she would like me to leave her suitcases. – Thank you for your help, then I myself.
– can recommend a specific theater? – I clung to the dialogue.
“The performance, not the theater,” she said with mockery, “You are not one of those who care … What to look at?
– I can count on your company? Emotions are always brighter when there is someone to divide them with ..
“I doubt, young man,” sadness replaced the smile on her face. – In the evening I am too tired, because I am busy during the day.
Leaving her suitcase, I handed her a card with my number.
-If at some of the evenings you still have strength, then I will organize everything with great pleasure. All week I can also be found in this hotel.
“Don’t wait much,” she glanced briefly at the card that I gave her, “Sergey. I’m really very busy. All the best.
– And you!
Only when the door of her room closed, I realized that I had not recognized the name of the future heroine of my sex story with a mature woman.
In the hotel’s cafeteria, in the morning of the next day, I found her breakfast alone, and decided not to miss the chance to make a conversation:
– Good morning!
– Good morning, Sergey, – she smiled.
– Eh … and I never recognized your name.
– I’m sorry. Svetlana. Yesterday I got the impression that we are already familiar, – her sweet smile adorned her face again.
– Svetlana, very nice. I can join you?
Her name was perfect for her, it was an adult and strict, but not too much, and possessed some special attractiveness. In my head, I played it with the name, like a candy in the language “Sil-l-Lan”.
Conversation on neutral topics, then with the help of perseverance and courtesy, I recognized her phone. Having considered all the options, at the dinner of the same day, I called her:
-Sergey, you know, I have many friends in the city, and I would not want them to see us, I was still a married woman. But if you really want to chat with someone, then we could have dinner in your room.
Svetlana was the charm itself in this dinner and in all subsequent. In the first two days, the situation was such that it seemed that it was a dinner of two old friends. So no my tricks worked. But I was already so delighted with her that I pushed my dream of porn stories with a mature woman to the background.
Two dinners later, she agreed to treat her wine.
– Eh … we sit here, hiding … – She drank a good sip of wine. – And you dance?
This question has put me at a dead end, and I silently looked at her.
– Can you turn on the music? – She pointed to the speakers with a nose. -Something dance, but calm.
I had a selection for such a case (although I doubt that our musical tastes were similar, still different generations), turning it on, I went up to her and gallantly gave a hand:
– Let me invite you ..
Svetochka smiled, I hugged her waist, and we slowly surrendered to the dance. The aroma of her hair turned my head. I felt the warmth of her body with my hands through clothes, it excited imagination. In my head, the images of how her delicate beautiful body reacts to caresses circled in my head.
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I don’t remember for sure, but I am ready to argue that it was she kissed me first. I was too stupefied by the situation, our short, but strong “friendship” with her, that all this forced to lose control.
Feeling the touch of her lips with my own, I froze for a moment, I just can’t remember what to do. And now the taste of lipstick, a cherry aroma, and a kiss, whose passion exactly depends on the life of a pair of small planets.
I press her closer to me, the sensations are incredible, as if I were going to her, but at the same time I make decisions myself. I’m under hypnosis, but I like it. I enjoy her lips. Languages weaved in a dance, even closer than we are time ago. Never in my life a kiss brought such pleasure.
Pretty lazy, slowly, I feel the buttons on her jacket, unbutton, remove from one shoulder, the other. The blouse is also slowly succumbing to me. Our lips are busy with business, it seems to be already impossible to separate them. The blouse is on the floor, and I first spend my hands on its naked, fragile collarbone. I feel how her body is covered with little goosebumps, and I myself high.
The last defender of her chest remained: but he did not resist me for a long time and also ended up on the floor. The picture that opened me was worth it to distract from her lips for a moment. Miniature areolas decorating a perfectly symmetrical elastic breast swell and firmly crashed into my memory.
Very close hotel double bed, light in my arms, it is happy with what is happening, I gently put it. I devote more time to studying her opened body. It is fine, there is not a drop of flaw, even a little sad, because it does not leave a spaciousness for fantasy.
Going down one knee, I carefully removed the shoe from each legs. Then I went in search of a castle on a skirt. While doing everything guessed with him, in stockings she or tights. This is an indescribably beautiful feeling: leisurely revealing the body of this adult beautiful woman, enjoying every new bend.
And here she is. In front of me, incredibly good in himself in stockings and little black thongs. She does nothing, but everything shouts “take me”.
She could not stand the first. She grabbed me by the shirt and began to unfasten the buttons, but recollected as he pulled herself together, and began to calmly stroke my chest.
“You are so hot,” her cool hands continued to move smoothly along the torso.
I was not just hot, I was already boiling. And I really wanted to demonstrate it to her as soon as possible. Quickly taking off my shirt, trousers, shoes and socks, I stayed in my underpants. Svetlana, not hiding curiosity, studied my body along and across, focusing on the tip of the rising peak most of attention. I started to the limit, you can no longer wait, covering her body with our own kisses, already more passionate and more chaotic.
I lower it below, I can’t wait to pull off tiny panties. A quick look in her eyes, she seems to mock me … My gaze is hard, I grab the black edges, and slowly, enough, but not too much, I begin to pull them from her enjoying the moment. Literally one moment and my gaze opens a beautiful flower of her delicate lips. What surprised me was that between the legs it was perfectly smooth, even though in all erotic stories with mature and it was said about the opposite.
I can’t resist, and my lips say thanks for the seductive taste of her vagina. Her labia is so hot, wet, and smell perfectly. I play with them, gently caress the clitoris. Svetlana leaned back on the pillow, very often breathes, moans slightly, and I almost immediately noticed that her legs began to tremble when I paid too much attention to the clitoris.
I decided not to limit myself only such caresses. I wanted to merge again in a passionate kiss. As soon as this happened, I felt my fingers in my underpants and immediately pulled them off. She caressed me a little with her palms, and then pushed me into her hip, as if giving good to the start.
Catching every moment, my cock slowly entered its amazingly moist and warm bosom, we merged in a kiss, I put my hand under her back, caress the velvet skin of the neck from the back, our bodies are in contact along the entire length. Her legs wrapped around my hips, I entered the heated body deeper into her heated body. How long I dreamed about this, and now she, my Svetlana, beautiful, lies in front of me, covering her eyes slightly with pleasure. Her hips, her whole body succumbs to the meeting of my cock, which has already plunged into full depth, taking everything from this clot of passion.
The night was endless, and I liked it. Revel in every inch of her body, which already ceased to withstand the pressure. My affection were tireless until her condition was not critical, and the same sweet sound that I heard in my life was not made out. After her body, a little trembling, lay a little relaxed, allowing to do anything … at that moment I did not feel the triumph of victory, like a man, but a sincere joy for the success of my partner for sex
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Having caught her breath, she moved to my body even more tightly and very gently kissed the lips. In her eyes, quiet “thank you” was read. She called me a charm, and it was the most pleasant that I heard in my life. Hugging her stronger, I made a couple of movements, and the seed erupted into the depths of her body weary of my caresses. We kissed again, but no longer vulgarizing this moment with passion, rather, it was a kiss of mutual gratitude to each other, looking a little more in silence, looking into the void, we fell asleep. So my dream came true. The dream of sex with a mature and the story that I wrote.
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