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I love anal sex. I love to watch it, read about, and especially have it. You could say I’m an anal fanatic so when I find a woman willing to give her ass to me I know I’ve found something special. As I’m sure you know, not every woman today lets a man stick his big, hard cock into her tight little butthole, but thanks to porn and the growing depravity of the world, more and more women are curious and willing to give it a try. Some take to it like a fish to water, some, once they’ve had it, prefer it over vaginal sex… that’s the kind of woman I can get behind (pun intended).
I’ve discovered it’s usually the middle aged woman. Women that have been married and divorced. See, what I think happens is the marriage and sex gets boring so they experiment and dabble in a little anal during their marriage and get a taste for it. Then, life happens, the marriage doesn’t work out and they find themselves single and for some reason horny again. They remember the anal… that’s the sex that they remember having with their x-husbands… for some reason it’s the most memorable… maybe it’s because of how he acted, how it made her feel… the taboo, the excitement… but they remember it.
So they find themselves single, horny and ready to get themselves back out there. Maybe have even started going to the gym, tightening up that thirty something body that’s popped out a couple kids already. They start losing the flab, getting their bodies back, seeing good things in the mirror after six months to a year after the divorce. They start to think, “I’m hot… I’m a catch now… my stupid x-husband will be so jealous when he sees me again, oh and man I’m horny, I need a good hard cock!”
Next thing they know they are out on the town the weekend their x-husband has the kids. All dolled up in their new skin tight, short mini dress trying to blend in with the 20 something’s at the clubs. I can spot them a mile away. Tonight it’s a blonde, on the edge of the crowd, trying to dance like the younger girls but failing miserably. She realizes it after a couple more songs and I watch her try nonchalantly to work herself out of the crowd to the bar. She sits down, orders a drink and looks around, hoping someone will come by and offer to buy her a drink. I let her sit until her drink is gone, the doubt shows on her face. I begin to wander my way toward her, making sure she can’t see me yet.
She’s about to leave, probably thinking to herself what a fool she is to come to a place like this at her age. Just as she stands to leave she turns and almost bumps into me. She has to raise her head to look up at my face and as she does her eyes widen slightly and she suddenly can’t speak. She mumbles an apology before trying again to leave.
“No need to apologize, it was my fault,” I say, catching her eyes again and keeping her planted to her spot.
She’s speechless again.
“Name’s Jordan,” I say, holding out my hand.
“Umm. Sam… Samantha,” she stutters.
“Can I buy you a drink, Samantha?” I ask.
“Umm… what? Me? umm, sure… I guess,” she says, totally discombobulated.
I kind of have this effect on women. It’s less with younger girls my age but with these more mature women it’s potent. Just the fact that I’m speaking to them at all is incredibly flattering. Yeah I know what you’re saying… what a conceited prick… I’m not bragging even when I say it’s just a fact. I’m just painting the picture for you.
So there we are, sitting at the bar again and Samantha finally gathers herself, smiles at me and remembers what kind of drink she would like. I can see the veins in her neck pulsing. Her heart must be pounding but she starts to relax and begins to comprehend what’s happening and that yes… I am truly interested in her. She is after all a beautiful woman… Her natural blond hair is curled for tonight’s ‘night on the town’ and the fake breasts her x-husband bought her are on full display in her low cut mini dress. Her skin shows signs of age on her face and above her beasts where she’s seen too much sun at the kid’s soccer games or whatever sport they play. Her blue eyes aren’t as bright as I’m sure they were ten or fifteen years ago but they are still beautiful. Smile lines show distinct around her mouth and the corner of her eyes, but all in all she’s taken good care of herself.
Her toned legs are crossed and I can still see the tiny outline of where her wedding ring used to be on her left hand. We make pleasant conversation, mostly about me because she doesn’t want to tell me how many kids she has, how long she’s been divorced or how horny she is. After we finish our drinks I ask her if she wants to get out of here. The relief on her face is blatant as is the excitement.
Once we’re in my car the thing I love about these older women comes bursting forth. She’s mature enough to know why we are both at the club and what we want tonight. The younger women make it way too hard and the chances of getting what I really want is severely diminished with girls in their twenties who haven’t had enough years of normal sex to be bahis firmaları bored enough with it to try anal.
As I get in the driver side and sit down, she reaches across the car, grabs my head and pulls me in for a kiss. It’s hot and wet and I can tell she isn’t used to drinking much alcohol because she’s already half-drunk with just two drinks. The kiss lingers, sloppy and wet but tells me everything I need to know… sex is a lock and anal is more and more a possibility.
The kiss breaks, she’s still holding my face as we look into each other’s eyes. I say, “My place?”
“Yes, and drive fast!” she responds.
Samantha can’t sit still, she’s fidgeting with her dress and trying to figure out what to do with her hands as I drive, toward my place. I finally reach over and grab her left hand, placing it on my leg before returning my hand to the steering wheel. She gets the hint and soon inches it closer to my crotch until she finally bumps into my trapped cock and balls. She hesitates before moving again but soon is caressing my shaft through my thin slacks and jockey’s. It plumps up at her touch but can’t fully emerge.
“Are we almost there?” she asks.
“Almost,” I kind of chuckle.
Pulling into my driveway, she removes her hand as the car stops. I get out, walk around to her side and let her out. Inside, Samantha attacks me with the ferocity of a woman who hasn’t had sex for over a year it seems. As we kiss and tear off clothing, I lead her toward my bedroom and she pushes me over onto my bed when I bump into it. The mini dress is already off, she’s standing over me in just a matching black bra and panties that look brand new like the dress. She knows her x-husband paid good money for her rack and that’s the next thing she wants to show me. Unclasping her bra, she takes the straps off her shoulders, covers her breasts with her hands and lets the bra fall to the ground. She’s teasing me now as I lay shirtless on my bed with my cock still wedged in my pants. She bites her lip and removes her hands to show me her gorgeous c-cup enhanced breasts with small areolas and nipples. The surgeon did an excellent job. I smile, staring at them as the nipples gather and raise slightly. She climbs on the bed, hands find my pant legs and run up my thighs to the black belt she begins to work on unbuckling. She’s interested in the present she has yet to see beneath.
I’ve learned it seems to matter more to these older women. It’s almost like unwrapping a present to them. They never know what to expect but are looking for something the world and their own minds have built up to be important. With the belt and zipper undone, Samantha yanks down my pants leaving me in just my jockey’s but with a better view of what she wants to see. She grabs the waistband with one hand, pulls it down and with the other grabs hold of my cock, flipping it up onto my stomach. The smile appears, a large one. It’s at least as big as her x-husbands, maybe bigger from the look on her face, but it’s nothing to brag about.
As it grows, I take her by surprise and raise up, grabbing her around the waist and rolling her over onto her back. She giggles, moves some hair out of her eye and looks up at me. I kiss her, first on the mouth then neck, collar bone, upper chest until I’m bathing her breasts with small kisses as my hands move down her midsection to her black panties. She’s breathing heavy with anticipation, I make her wait a few more seconds before my fingers trail under the material to find a shaved mound and a very wet pussy. She moans loudly and arches her back into my hand as my fingers spread her open and dive deep into her hot and soaked insides.
I keep them deep as I suck on her nipple for the first time and find her clit with my thumb. She is already shaking, trembling in my grasp, so horny and wet I think she might explode before I even penetrated her with my cock. It has been so long since she’s felt the hands of a man on her she’s absolutely putty in my grasp. My fingers leave her body drenched in her juices. I rub them around her sex, coating her clit and lips with herself before testing the waters below. I can usually tell how good my chances of anal are with a simple brush of my fingers below the woman’s pussy to see how she reacts. I switch breasts, taking her right nipple in my mouth, pinning it amid my teeth and flicking it with my tongue as my fingers trail down toward her ass.
Samantha coos and responds encouragingly as my fingers brush her tightly puckered asshole. If she would have flinched or tightened up, I would have been worried. My fingers slide back into her and I suck her nipple harder before descending lower with my mouth, kissing her stomach slowly until my head’s between her legs and her fully ripe sex is before my eyes. She’s so smooth, I would guess she’s had a Brazilian wax or has taken a lot of time shaving herself for this night out. With my fingers deeply entombed in her sex, I suck on her clit and begin flicking it with my tongue. Her hands find my hair and she grips tightly, screaming she’s going to cum already.
I kaçak iddaa don’t stop and Samantha’s convulsions soon start as a powerful orgasm takes over her body, one that has been begging to be released for a long time. The fingers in my hair become painful but I ignore it as she shakes and screams her orgasmic grunts. I feel her contractions pulsing on my fingers as I try and continue licking her clit amid her movement. The climax continues for perhaps a minute before easing down. Her hands fall from my head and lay limp at her sides as she melts into my bed with euphoric bliss.
Her clit shrinks slightly, I stop licking it and remove my fingers from her sex with a downward motion so they glide over her anus again, which elicits no ill response once more. I raise my head and look up at her, her breasts are rising and falling rapidly on her chest, the nipples both hard and pointing to the celling. She opens her eyes and sees me looking at her.
She smiles, gathers herself and sits up slightly but is still too weak to fully rise. Instead her hand clumsily searches for my cock until she finds it. She pulls me up with it and I roll over onto my back. She holds me with all four fingers and her thumb as she rolls over onto her side before stroking me gently. It’s a bit awkward at first, but she soon remembers how as her grip eases and she uses the loose skin to stroke my cock. She gains more energy back and soon moves into positions to start sucking me. This is when I can really tell her lack of practice. She’s so timid it seems like it’s her first time sucking a cock. I’m sure she wasn’t sucking her x-husbands much after the first few years of marriage because she really had to remember how to do it.
I’m not complaining and I let her slowly remember and it begins to come back to her. She has me humming with my balls nestling up soon after getting used to having a cock in her mouth again. That’s when I rise up and spin her around so her pussy is in my face in the classic 69 so I can munch on her as she sucks on me. I play with her butt checks as I lick and tongued her hole and clit. Always with the thought of anal in my head. My hands inch closer and closer to her tightly puckered rosebud as she continues to suck my cock and stroke it as well.
Getting bold, I place my finger on her anus, just holding it there while I eat her and lick her clit. She doesn’t even hesitate or slow down on my cock and I begin to get excited at the prospect of fucking this hot, older woman in her ass. Bolder now, I start rubbing her puckered ass with the pad of my finger, flicking her clit faster and she starts to moan on my cock as she sucks. With my other hand, I dig my fingers into her extremely wet sex and replace the dry finger with the wet soon after. Moving again, my finger slips into her ass slightly with the new moisture and she moans louder. My heart is racing now, the tip of my finger is in this woman’s ass and I am going nuts. She doesn’t even flinch, welcoming my finger in. I let it ease deeper and Samantha never even tightens up, giving me all the evidence I needed to know.
This woman has had anal before!
I am up to the last knuckle. My entire finger is in Samantha’s ass and she is still going to town on my cock as I eat her pussy and finger her ass. I start moving it around, in and out slowly fucking her and wiggling it when it is in deep. This continues and I’m in anal heaven for some time, very content to just finger her ass for as long as she will let me.
Suddenly she takes me out of her mouth and screams, “I’ve got to have you in me!”
She pulls away from me, forcing my finger to slide out of her ass as she crawls forward and straddles my body, still holding my cock in her hands. She rises up, positions my cock and sits down on me, taking me deep into her pussy as she lets go of my shaft. She screams with joy as I slid into her and she basks in the sensations for a few seconds before rising up and falling down over and over again. She is riding me in reverse, facing away with her hands on my lower legs and just gyrating on my cock, bending me and taking me where she wants my cock to go. I sit up, reaching forward and take her breasts in both hands, palming her nipples as she rides my cock to her hearts content.
Her pussy is hot and wet but loose. I could tell she’d popped out a kid or two as she bends me and rubs the sides of her sex to get the friction she wants as well. I’d have to be hung like a horse for her to get the sensations she wants on every part of her vagina. To help, she moves her hand onto her clit and I feel her playing with her lips and clit with her fingers as she rises and falls onto me.
After a few minutes, I can tell she is getting tired and seems to be wanting more, because she hasn’t cum a second time. Taking the initiative, I move forward, pushing her onto her hands and knees and taking her from behind. She bends her arms and puts her head down on the bed, letting me drive my cock into her deep over and over as I hold her hips, pounding into her for another couple of minutes before kaçak bahis moving my thumb over her anus again. That’s me, always thinking anal. She is still pretty wet and my thumb plays around and she moans for me to continue until I ease my thumb into her ass, adding to the tightness of my cock and to her pleasure.
“Yes! Now pound me!” she screams as my thumb sinks deep.
My cock is coated in her juices, lines of white cream stripe my shaft as I watch my cock disappear and reappear over and over as I have my fingers up on her butt and my thumb deep in her anus. I wiggle my thumb, pull it out slightly and in again as I pump her full of my cock until the sweat is a light sheen all over my body.
I usually like to see if I can get the woman to ask for anal. I love hearing the words come from their mouths. Words like, “Put it in my ass,” or, “I want you in my ass,” or “Do me in the ass,” or even “Fuck my ass!”
Samantha doesn’t say any of those instead she just turns and looks at me and says, “What are you waiting for? I know you want to.”
Oh boy, do I! She puts her head back down and I remove my cock and thumb. I love this part the most. The initial anal penetration is the thing I live for… the thing I relish the most in this life. I love grabbing my hard cock and easing my purple head into a woman’s ass for the first time. Watching her muscle open up around my head as I ease into her nice and slow. It gives me visual ecstasy. This was no different. My heart is pounding, it always seems to be, as I rise up on my knees slightly higher, grab my cock and place my head at the quivering, slightly open hole of Samantha. She is a pro! Who knows how many times she’d done anal but there isn’t even a hint of strain as my head eases into her hot anus before letting go of my shaft and slowly descending into her hot bowels. She’s so tight the foreskin moves and becomes tight before the shaft beneath finally slides into her. My life is once again complete. I’m having anal sex again and I am elated. My heart is pounding, the heat and pressure on my cock is mind-blowing. I knew she was one of the special ones when I saw her at the bar tonight, I just knew it.
I hold my cock deep, letting her adjust and bask in the heat and tightness of the ass I have conquered. I’m so hard, her ass is really straining around the base of my cock where it grows slightly wider. I can hear her breathing deeply, her head is down on the bed face first, probably suppressing a scream. Her ass soon remembers, she begins to relax as her hand finds her sex and she begins to play with her clit. I’m sure that was something she had to remember as well. Soon after she begins to play, I can feel her muscles ease up around my shaft and I know it’s time I can move back out.
I watch my cock leave her tight ass, scrapping me clean. Another visual treat. Her hand is going nuts on her clit as each inch slides out of her until just my head remains in her lovely ass. Pausing a couple of seconds, I slide in deep once again, loving the sensations coursing through my cock. Nothing beats anal sex, nothing. I’m practically shaking I’m so excited. My heart pounds in my chest and my cock throbs with each pulse. My shiny cock disappears once again and I feel her hand move around on my balls as she plays.
When I’m in again, she moans. It’s a good moan, she’s grown accustomed to me and remembering how good it can be. Her head comes off the bed and she turns toward me.
“Now, fuck me… fuck my ass!” she yells.
I don’t dare go crazy because I know I’ll cum too soon, I’ve got to settle myself down before I lose it. I speed up slightly, no longer pausing between withdrawals and descents. It’s a nice steady in and out, as I watch without blinking as my cock slides in and out of Samantha’s ass. The greatest sensations in the world course through my cock as my eyes take in the visual splendor I live for. Her head is back down, she’s moaning with each thrust, playing constantly with her clit and sex as my balls hit her hand and pussy with each thrust.
It’s difficult to stay in control. My balls are so tight I can see them climbing up above my cock under my skin. I have two options. One, I keep going and cum, which sounds wonderful but it would be over too soon. Two, I can pull out and try and settle down and change positions. Two is risky because I may not be able to get her to let me back into her ass again. That’s happened before, unfortunately, so most the time, once I’m in, I stay in until the end.
I can tell Samantha’s different, the way she’s acting, the way she’s moaning and pushing her ass back when I thrust forward, I can tell she’s really into it and enjoying the tight feel of anal.
I risk it and pull out right before I’ve gone too far and can’t stop my load from boiling over. As soon as my cock is out, I give the head a hard squeeze, forcing the blood out of it and my balls drop slightly. She lifts her head again and watches me get off the bed and walk in front of her. She doesn’t hesitate and falls onto her back, legs up and spread. Before it’s too late I grab my cock, bend it down and push it back into her ass before it closes all the way. She takes me like I had never left, moving her hand into position on her clit and making a circular motion I now get to watch.
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