Note- Not a true story but one born out of imagination.
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David arrived at the home of Carol Vorderman right on time. He had always been one for punctuality and was even very early for most of his appointments. He was a young and happy soul just getting established as a home renovater and amateur designer. The famed TV presenter and media personality had answered his advertisement and he had duly arrived at the honey brick mansion. He rang the doorbell and the man literally did a double take when the voluptuous Carol opened the door stark bollock naked.
"So glad you made it," she smiled back. "Pardon my appearance, I simply don't have a thing to wear!"
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"I confess that I have a very active sex life. I get up to a lot of mischief. But hopefully nothing out of the ordinary."
Carol addressed Emma Watson, Amanda Holden, and Kelly Brook in this first session of Emma's sex addiction therapy.
"Everyone I fuck is single and good looking, and they're all very young. The only thing I think about all day is wanting a virile young stud to guvk me senseless with his big cock. I don't wish to settle down but I would like to curb my desires. I'm becoming a cradle snatcher!"
Emma nodded and took notes.
"Do go on."
Carol explained that having already knocked off ten thousand pounds off the price of her home in Bristol she had decided to redecorate the five bedroom detached house in an attempt to lure more potential buyers. The £2,500,000 price included four acres of grounds with a heated outdoor pool and gym. She considered it too large for a single woman and had plans to relocate to a smaller property.
"I'll be right back. Feel free to set up."
David closed his gaping mouth and slowly snapped out of his temporary shock of seeing the stacked woman in the buff. He proceeded to unload his paint rollers and brushes, tarps and metal stepladder. He planned on starting in the upstairs bedrooms and began to lay out a large roll of canvas on the floor of the smallest room.
"David?"
The sweet scent of a bouquet of flowers assailed his nostrils as Carol returned wearing silver high heels, a silky camisole over a busty black bra and matching pink panties. Since she hit the limelight in her early years on the daytime show 'Countdown' she had now hit the age of fifty but the so named maths whizz did not look her age. The honey highlighted brunette still looked incredible although now more rounded and curvy.
"Ah, there you are. My laundry machine is on the blink and I have only underwear to put on. Hope I didn't shock you before. My, but you're so young."
She turned her back to him momentarily and he noted how her panties barely covered her curvy cheeks. Carol sat down on the dust cover that was spread out over the big bed and she crossed her shapely legs. David had to blink several times at the sight of her striking figure and attire and felt the distinct stirrings of a hard on.
"Are those some of the samples?" She asked as she pointed to a thick book on the floor.
"Yes."
Carol bent down to pick it up and her creamy thighs parted to display a rather plump pussy mound under the tantalising triangle of her gusset.
"Come here and sit a moment."
She smiled broadly and swept her long tresses over her right shoulder. With the big book on her lap she turned some of the pages and David pointed at one particular colour of paint he liked. Carol bent over and placed her hand on his and hummed in approval.
"Yes, that is a nice one."
David made a furtive look to his left and peered down the plunging middle of her bra and he gulped hard at the ample flesh of her thirty six inch sized breasts. He inhaled deeply and her perfume made him positively giddy.
"It's nice and early, I like that you came on time. Do you come on time a lot?"
David opened the neck of his shirt with his fingers as he felt the heat rise in the room. Her dreamy dark eyes had a definite gleam in them and her lips drew back in a teasing smile. His breath caught in his throat as he struggled to answer and he felt the older woman press against him firmly.
"How old are you?"
David could feel her the heat from her near naked body as he told her he was twenty three. Her hand slithered up his thigh and rested at his left hip.
"I think we need to work feeling fresh and focused, don't you agree?"
"Uh, huh." He grunted with a dry throat.
"So, I thought we would deal with this before we start."
Her voice sounded downright sinful as she suddenly gripped his bulge that threatened to burst out of his zipper. David had never had a woman over the age of thirty and would never have considered having sex with an older woman, but he had no qualms over Carol Vorderman as she looked directly at him.
"You look to be in a little discomfort down there."
Carol tugged the bottom of his shirt out of his waistband and undid the front of his paint stained jeans. She pulled the jeans and his Y-fronts down to his knees and his erection sprang out and swayed in mid air.
"Ha! Look at that! Did I cause that?"
Carol laughed as his thick boner throbbed and bobbed with a mind of it's own. David squirmed on his backside as Carol gripped him by the root and popped his spongy tip inside her pursed lips. The sensation of his dick being sucked in was amazing and his lower body jerked as if he had been electrocued.
"Mmm, lovely." Mumbled she as her tongue flicked out to the swollen cock head.
Her mouth and lips slid down the underside of his upright pole as she gently lapped away. As she moved back up her hand stroked him with a clockwise twist of her wrist. She nodded her head over his dick and she engulfed the top half with ease. His hips responded and he grabbed the bed cover with two fists.
"Holy shit!"
Carol's face was a picture, with half closed eyes and a dribbling chin. Her nails dug into the meat of his thighs as she devoured more and more of his generous length. Now and again she paused for breath before diving on him with a renewed vigour. He was amazed at how her tongue danced on his knob as she deep throated him an unstoppable lust.
"Wow!"
Carol reached behind her back and unhooked her bra to unleash her mammoth tits. She wrapped the large globes around his stiff rod and began to give him a tit fuck. She dribbled a line of spit down the home made channel and his dick made a neat wet line in her stunning cleavage. As she clamped her tits together firmly David pushed up into the welcome chasm of flesh.
"That's it, big boy. Fuck 'em."
Carol made a small O with her mouth and met his emerging glans when it popped up like a turtle head breaking the surface of the water. His bell end was gobbled up with Carol's yummy sound that she emitted when he was lovingly sucked on.
"Feel like returning the favour?" Asked the hot brunette as she looked him in the eye.
"Sure."
