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When Sherl asked me to fix her boiler, I never
realised just what that would lead too.
She was over forty for God's sake, well above my pulling capability when
there were so many gorgeous teenagers plying for my attention. Well in my
dreams; we all have our ultra-ego's I guess.
Hey! That sounds big headed I know but the truth is that Sherl was about
to change all my aspirations and I was about to experience the most
exciting and thrilling episode in my life.
I could never have imagined that was possible with an older woman, well
let's say we are talking 15 years older. I think she had 'toy boy'
syndrome in mind.
It was in the midst of winter and Sherl complained that she was doing
everything just to keep warm in bed, like taking to filly two hot water
bottles and cover herself with two duvet's , but still she couldn't get
warm.
"I've tried everything but you, Steve" she said with an enticing smile of
hers and I wondered how she meant.
"Well" she whispered with a cheeky grin; "I am sure you would have warmed
me up" and then the penny dropped.
I didn't pursue that remark but instead told her that she would be alright
now, because I'd fixed her boiler!
"How much?" she said and I replied that to her it would cost just £40 for
the labour.
"That's fair - and how much do you charge for your more personal labour"
she asked provocatively. I saw she was allowing her skirt to slide up her
thigh where she was sat - crossing her legs in a way I was well able to
get a peek of black frilly panties underneath, I noticed for her age she
was well bestowed and straight away I felt the urge pulse in my groin.
For a moment, knowing my reservations about older women, I intended to
ignore Sherl's very charged and provocative remark, but then I guess it
was just the way she looked at me with those deep brown and very
expressive eyes, and all at once I was thinking this woman is not to be
sneezed at, she is really something for a woman her age and knows how to
keep herself slim and very alluring. I thought; yes I could go for that so
why not let is flow and respond to her overtures?
"For you Sherl I would gladly do it for nothing"
I saw her face flush bright red and a great big smile spread across her
face.
"Then let's go to bed shall we?"
"But I am a bit sweaty and soiled after fixing your boiler, should I
shower first." I said knowing that for myself I always prefer and enjoy
close proximity with a woman when I am squeaky clean.
"I don't mind you how you are but if that's what you wish be my guest" she
said and showed me where the bathroom was.
I stripped and got into the shower, already I was perked up with a half
erection with the thought of what was soon to be. Then quite without
embarrassment Sherl appeared, me in my nothing's - she standing there
looking!
She had nothing on but her black bra and matching panties and looked
delicious. This woman knew what she was about alright and without a word
she was handling me like it was the most natural thing to do to a boiler
man in the shower.
But who was I to object, Sherl knew the ropes and her touch was simply
fantastic. My fervent extremity was beating like wildfire as she squeezed
and busied herself with the consequences.
"You feel so good, Steve. Janice my friend said I should get myself a
really good toy boy to give me a new stance in life," she whispered going
down on her knees and kneading my cock between her palms, it felt good and
I was getting more hard and stiff. Her touch was out of this world and it
was pleasure just to stand there, still wet and be pampered in such a
delightful way.
I had to ask her was she ever married or anything?
"I was divorced two years back and have never touched a guy until you,"
she replied, " I can't tell you how much I miss that, you do feel so good
baby, would you like me to suck you?, I crave for that; it has been so
long since I sucked cock." Her explicitness was breath-taking and now she
could do anything she wanted with me.
It was the way she was talking made me really dead horny and then I was
wanting her fuck so much as her busy tongue worked my p-hole and no doubt
about it; fifteen years older than me or not, what does age mean anyway
when it comes to being attracted to someone you really want to fuck?
I just stood there, she would have seen that my stance said it all, I
opened my legs enough for her to slide between and pushed my full erection
out for her enjoyment - that first touch of those gorgeously teasing
feminine lips was magic but then, the way she kneaded my balls too; her
hands squeezing and guiding my length upwards until she got a good deep
mouthful of hard throbbing cock, her head jerking from side to side. I
could feel the excitement and joy like it was a current of electricity.
She started to deep suck me without reservation and I was soon in my
element, there is nothing quite like being really enjoyed that way by a
really sexy and willing candidate and watching her suck was a site to
behold. Occasionally she paused to take a breath but still grasped tight,
squeezing my length around the girth, plying it upwards which she seemed
to like, then shifting her mouth below and licking my balls.
"If only you knew just how good this tastes and feels” she muttered, half
licking - half sucking and I realised by the way she was increasing her
hand movements she wanted me to cum into her mouth. I closed my eyes and
felt it build, it really felt so wonderful and so good, the feel of her
tongue working my p-hole, her mouth wrapped around the girth of my cock as
she took it deep throat and I was completely under her control.
I felt the deep surge in my cock and heard her moan and cry as I deluged
her with my cream, in her mouth and over her face.
Then she yelled "fuck me, fuck me for God's sake" and I was right there,
feeling the deep warmth of her deep hungry and very wet pussy sucking me
into her, helping me thrust deep inside . Fucking and fucking her until we
were both there.
And there we were on the bed, me not realising it, and she still wanting
more and more, I must have fucked her on and off all the afternoon, she
was some hungry woman,
And at the end of all that, well "a nice thick meat broth to give me
strength for the next time," she said and then I knew I was onto good
thing and had joined the toy -boy scene.
"Baby, you don't know what you have done for me, it was divine.”
"I fixed your boiler” I teased.
"You fixed me too, good and proper, my toy boy Ooh la la!” |
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