This story takes place between two adults in their 40's.
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Another Thursday afternoon, another taekwondo practice. At least it was summer and she was not forced to spend the hour waiting in the small room set aside for parents. She had escaped out to her mini-van for some much needed peace and quiet.
She loved her daughters, but having them around the house all day, every day took a toll on her sanity. For one thing, she was desperately missing her usual afternoon masturbation session. She glanced around. The parking lot serviced mostly industrial buildings and so there was a minimum of traffic. Her van was parked in shade - as inconspicuous as it could be.
She climbed into the passenger seat and reclined. Slipping one hand under her shirt to begin teasing her nipples, the other went down into her yoga pants, under her underwear and found her clit. She let out a deep sigh and cast around her imagination for a fantasy-of-the-day.
Soon she was regretting not hiding a dildo in her purse. She longed for a hard cock pushing up and into her. She was also realizing that she was going to make a mess. Fortunately swimming lessons had been earlier. She climbed into the middle seat, grabbed a towel from a knapsack, set it in the middle of the seat, and then slipped both her pants and panties off.
Resuming her rhythm, she thrust into herself with three fingers... reaching for her magic spot. Her attention turned inward, so that what was real was her fantasy and a pleasure peak was imminent... she cried out with abandon, pumping herself as the liquid squirted out, creating the most delicious sensations as it did. As the last wave crested, her eyes drifted open - and then she sat straight up and screamed again!
There was a man staring in her side window.
At her scream, he raised his hands in a sign of surrender.
After her initial moment of shock passed, she was surprised to discover that she was attracted to that face. Not simply his physical appearance - but more so his expression. He was looking at her with a mixture of lust and... awe.
Acting on impulse... she opened the side door. He beamed at her, and climbed in.
"I would be honoured to help you with that." he said, in a pleasantly deep voice.
"All right." she acquiesced.
He got down on his suited knees, on the floor of her mini-van, and started to kiss his way from her knee upwards. She relaxed again against the seat and briefly entertained the notion that she had had a mental break and her fantasy had come to life. When his tongue ran the length of her dripping slit, she believed he was real.
Teeth... oh... my goodness... he started to nibble and play along her labia. Not since college had anyone been near that area with any sense of creativity or adventure. She surrendered to him completely.
His hands moved up her thighs and slid under her buttocks - cupping them, massaging them, and using them to keep her angled and pressed into his talented mouth. The pressure inside her built again. She opened her eyes and looked down. The sight of him almost pushed her over. It was clear from his expression that he was enjoying servicing her as much as she was enjoying his focused attention.
She tried to compose a coherent thought. She tried to moan out "I want you" - which was both shorter, and more polite than 'I want your hard cock inside me' - but was not sure that her vocal chords managed more than another cry of pleasure. But he did rise up, so she thought he must have understood.
She opened her eyes and stared into his. The intensity of his look stole her breath away. She barely felt one of his hands move up to pause at her opening. He smiled at her and said "Cum for me.", as he thrust his fingers inside.
And she did.
Connecting through his gaze made the explosion stronger. Her vision narrowed to only his intense stare, while white lights danced at the edges. The final peak forced her eyes closed.
She lay moaning as she floated on a cloud of delicious post-orgasm sensations. She heard a noise and her body startled up, pushing herself up to her elbows. She panicked, afraid he was
leaving. She was relieved to see he was only removing his tie. She took a few minutes to truly look at him - and liked what she saw.
As pleasant as squirting G-spot orgasms were, she wanted the deeper, full body orgasm that only a cock could provide. She reached forwards and ran her hands up his thighs - and discovered a beautifully shaped erection. He smiled down at her encouragingly.
"I want this inside of me" She said in a surprisingly husky voice, that sounded unfamiliar to her ears. "There is a condom in my purse..." she trailed off and laughed, as he was already pulling one out of his wallet. He handed the condom to her, then sat on the edge of the seat and properly removed his shoes, socks, pants and boxers - laying each folded on the front passenger seat. He got huge points for not leaving on the socks.
He knelt in front of her and presented himself for the condom. Her brain had cleared enough that she was able to pause for a few moments and explore his equipment. Reaching her hand along his shaft, she cupped his balls and rolled them lightly in her hand. His look of pleasure and soft moan brought a different kind of tightening between her legs. She stroked back up his cock, and then leaned down and lapped up the drops of pre-cum that were forming. It was his turn to close his eyes.
Lapping and licking, she continued to stroke down, cup the balls, and then stroke up again. His taste was addictive. She became mesmerized by the rhythm of her own ministrations.
A few minutes later, he growled "Condom - now."
