Chapter 2

My affair with Jean lasted for several months. Although I was in college, and she wasn't totally the stuck-up rich girl, we enjoyed playing the roles. Once, when she was having a party for her boring friends, she even asked me to come to the basement door of her parents' mansion. Then she had me fuck her down next to the furnace, getting her blonde hair mussed up and her white party dress dirty. It was a raunchy fantasy come true.

Next, though, I somehow got into older women. And here's how that started.. .

"Excuse me. Do you need a lift?"

The voice belonged to a woman of about forty, in a sports car. My own wheels were in the shop and I was hoofing it home from work, so I could use the ride. And, as a single guy of twenty-one now, I wasn't about to pass up a female invitation. Maybe she had another kind of lift in mind!

"Sure," I replied, sliding in the passenger side. Then, as we pulled out, I took a better look at the driver.

She was tall and sexy, more attractive to me than any older woman had ever been. Her hair was short and dark, her pretty face frank and open, and her mature body the kind that had only gotten better with the years. Dressed in a white sleeveless top and tight black slacks, she had firm, tanned skin, large, heavy breasts, a gorgeous ass, and long, inviting thighs. In spite of myself, my cock got hard in an instant.

She noticed, too! "Hmm," she purred, taking her eyes off the road for a moment. "You seem to like me, young man."

"Sorry," I grinned. "I don't know what's come over me."

"That's all right," she answered, smiling lustily. "When I stopped for you, it wasn't accidental. I'm married, I'm horny, and my husband's always away. And at my age, you take sex wherever you can get it."

She paused, shifted gears, and stuck out her formidable chest. "In fact, if you'll excuse my French, I go cruising for hot young cock!"

To make a long story short, we drove into the woods and parked. Never being one to let down a lady, I unzipped my jeans and let my long, thick tool stick up. She switched her hand from the floor shift to my upstanding rod. Her eager hand stroked me long and smoothly, until I thought I'd shoot off right then.

"Easy," I told her. "I won't be much use to you if you do that."

"My turn to be sorry," she laughed, showing perfect white teeth. "I just get so randy."

But then she leaned down and replaced her hand with her hot mouth, and I almost came again. This was in the 1970s, so we didn't think to use a condom. Her full lips formed to the head of my cock while her tongue played with the opening. She licked my throbbing shaft up and down, all the way to my balls. She got a good part of my length into her mouth and sucked strongly. Her head, with her short dark hair, bobbed up and down, her brown eyes looking lustily at me.

While she worked my cock, I explored her tall, well-stacked body. My hand wandered over her back, her firm, shifting ass, and her tensed thighs in her black slacks. I reached under her white top, unhooked her bra, and let the full weight of her mature tits come into my palms. Her nipples were long, thick and hard, and her wide aureoles puckered. Her smooth naked breast flesh quivered when I touched it.

"Mmmmm," she hummed, still giving me powerful head. That made my sensitive dick even happier.

Then I unzipped her slacks and got into her panties. She had a large, thick bush, a real "beaver," and it was warm and humid. When I moved my fingers lower, I found thick, slippery folds.

"Gotta see this," I said, lifting her head off my cock. "Gotta see your snatch!"

"Okay," she replied, licking her lips and smiling up at me. "By the way, my name is Toni."

I told her mine. "I'd say 'Pleased to meet you,' Toni, but I think I already have!"

We got out of her car, and she found a blanket in the trunk and spread it on the woods floor. I stripped down quickly, letting my engorged rod wag in her direction. Her eyes bulged hungrily when she saw it. I loved how lusty, upfront and upbeat about sex this older gal was. She was far more experienced than the younger women I usually fucked.

With a wanton smile, Toni proceeded to do a strip for me there in the natural surroundings. She peeled off her sleeveless top, then her bra, letting her heavy tits swing back and forth. Without skipping a beat, she turned her back and worked her tight slacks and panties off, too, waving her gorgeous, firm ass at me. Finally, she turned and showed me her snatch like I'd wanted.

My temples pounded when I saw it, and my cock got harder still. Under her thick black bush, her labia stood out red and swollen, and her juice ran down her legs.

"Gotta fuck that," I grinned, echoing what I'd said before. I stepped forward, getting our bodies into thrilling, naked contact. My rod slipped between her thighs and got all wet with her spunk.

"Come and get it!" she laughed, pulling us both down on the blanket, letting her big breasts roll around. A moment later, I was inside her.

Her snatch was wide and slippery on the outside, but excitingly tight within. It felt absolutely great on my raging rod. As I levered my hips, plunging deeply, she bumped herself up at me and urged me on.

"Go for it, young guy," she said throatily. "Fuck my pussy. Oh, sex is the best thing in life!"

My sentiments exactly. I pumped her faster, building us both higher and higher. Soon, a major orgasm wracked her tall, well-developed body and she grabbed onto my back, almost lifting herself off the blanket. Her tensed thighs seized my hips, her giant tits pressed my chest, sticking out to the sides, and her eyes glazed over with her fulfillment.

"Oh, yes!" she shouted, so loudly that I thought someone outside the woods might hear her. "Yes! Oh!"

She relaxed somewhat, but stayed with me until I had a massive climax of my own. As her mouth had, her snatch now set up an incredible suction, seeming to pull my dick inside as if to make it part of her. I even thought my balls might slip between her labia! At last, I felt a wonderful pressure at the base of my rod, then waves of electricity through my whole body as I popped off like a firecracker. I shot stream after stream of hot jism into that marvelous pussy of hers. It kept sucking me, too, until I had no more. That woman's pussy was alive!

I slid out of her and rolled on my back beside her, panting and heaving. She was obviously deeply satisfied too, her big breasts rising and falling, her hand idly playing with her thick, sopping wet black bush. In a few minutes, though, she turned to me with a lusty smile.

"More," that inexhaustable older woman purred. "More!"

My cock was still milked dry, but I had another idea. Her pussy had so captured my imagination that I eased down between her juicy thighs and burrowed my face deep. I mouthed her lush dark hair, tasting her spunk. I separated her outer lips and traced her endless, slippery pink folds with my tongue. Then, while she grabbed my head and started to moan and shudder again, I fastened on her clit and sucked at it like she'd sucked me.

"Oh. Oh, good!" she sighed, her naked flesh quivering. "Yes, eat my snatch now. Slurp up my stuff."

My, how that woman could talk. Her uninhibited words, her whole lusty manner, inspired me to give her my all. I stuck my tongue deep in her, making it as long and hard as I could, almost like a cock. Soon, her fine body was bucking with joy as she went over the top to another earthshaking cum. I could even feel her spasms through my lips while she put out so much juice I thought I might drown.

By that time, my cock was rock-hard and ready to go again. I was getting plenty of kicks myself, but now I was determined to give her all she could handle. Doing that would make me feel like a real stud and please me, too.

"Get up on your hands and knees," I told her. "I'll fuck your pussy from behind."

And she was ready. "Oh, yes," she said, assuming the position, wiggling her curvy hips and letting her heavy breasts swing. "I was hoping I could have your cock again!"

So I knelt behind her, taking a moment to look at her hairy, wide-open quim. Then I stuck my cocktip between her juicy vulva and slid in up to the hilt. Grasping her springy thighs, I got into a strong rocking motion, fucking the best way I knew how. She pushed rhythmically back at me, panting over her shoulder. Her smooth back was arched, and her tanned flesh shivered with delight.

"Oh, you young stud!" she moaned. "Give it to me. Give it to me right!"

I surely did. Her hot, tight sleeve felt fantastic on my rigid length, and I felt like I could fuck all day. I reached underneath and hefted her hanging tits, flicking her big nipples with my fingers. As we went at it there on the blanket, in the cool dark woods, we were in tune with nature in more ways than one. At forty, she was at her sexual peak, and at twenty-one, I was at mine.

At last she came again, shooting out so much female juice that it covered my balls. Our genitals were totally swollen and liquid now, as if they were our most important parts. And that woman had an endless supply of orgasms in her! She sank down off her hands, writhing and shrieking with delight.

But I held up her hips and kept plunging into her shameless hole. Soon I was rewarded with the longest, sharpest climax I'd ever had. It broke at the base of my rod, then flowed out its length and up my rigid spine. I pumped like a fire hose, putting out a brand new load of jizz while that magic snatch of hers milked me as before. Sucked dry, I slid slowly out, and again we lay down on the blanket together.

"I'm glad you needed a ride," my partner said after awhile, referring to how she'd picked me up in her car. "But now I need one, too!"

"Oh, no," I replied, catching her new drift. "My cock's had all it can take for now."

"Poor boy," she pouted, fondling me, but failing to get a rise. "You're right. We need a rest. But we're not done yet!"

So we got dressed, folded up the blanket, and drove off for some food. At the restaurant, after all that sex, I was so hungry I couldn't believe it. I wolfed down two specials while my older friend smiled tolerantly at me.

The food had the desired effect. We drove on to her place, ready for action again. Her husband was indeed away on business, and we had the whole nice apartment to ourselves. Adding to my guilty thrill was the fact that I'd be balling a married woman on her bed.

Without a word, we tore off our clothes. My lusty partner led me to the bedroom, pulled back the covers, and actually pushed me back on the mattress. Then she jumped on top, on all fours, straddling my lap and my renewed cock. She laughed, bent down, and gave me a wet kiss, getting ready for the ride she'd planned. She swung her heavy, hanging breasts on my chest, then moved temporarily lower and excited my dick with them. I stroked her arching back and her raised ass, and reached underneath her to cup her creaming twat.

Then she took my upstanding rod into her inch by delicious inch. Her snatch was as furry, wide-open, and juicy as ever, but there was even more to arouse me now. With her doing all the work, totally pleasing herself, she became an absolute wild woman. Raising up, she moved up and down and even sideways, rotating her sexy hips, sliding her sensitive clit along my length. Lifting her arms, putting her hands on her short dark hair, she let her big tits put on a show of their own. They bobbed, swung, and even moved in opposite directions, as though she'd once been an exotic dancer. But even exotic dancers didn't do that while they fucked!

"Oh, yeah!" she shouted, grinning down at me. "Damn, how I love to fuck, fuck, fuck." She tensed her belly, and I could feel her inner muscles as she went for yet another big O. "I could fuck all day and night. Oh, yeah!"

But I couldn't. Even though I was younger, I was about worn out by our marathon session. I did, however, muster one more orgasm, ejaculating strongly up into her. Where did all that stuff come from? Just looking at her mature, endlessly sexy body must have made me produce it. I didn't care. I was content to undergo one last massive, teeth-rattling climax, and to pump her marvelous love hole full.

She got off me, sighed contentedly, and we went off to sleep. In the morning I awoke, late for work, with her lying naked, warm, and voluptuous beside me.

"Come on, I'll give you a ride," she said, when she saw me rushing to put on my clothes. She wiggled sexily into her slacks and top while I struggled to keep my eyes off her. It was as though my cock had eyes, and if it saw her body, it and I would be held prisoner all over again.

"Okay," I grinned. "But you've already given me the ride of my life!"