This story, as with all of the stories I have written, is purely fictional. No accounts are to be taken literally, and all characters in this work are fictional also. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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Her name was Estelle and she was Ken’s, my bosses, wife. For a 61 year-old woman, she was beautiful. She had hardly any wrinkles and her body was incredible.
She had short, curly auburn hair and amazing hazel eyes. Every time I was around her I could feel my dick hardening inside my pants.
My boss and I were close friends, being single and 22 I would spend the night at his house often times after work.
I often lie in bed at night and fantasize about Estelle while I jack-off hard. Sometimes I run downstairs and grab a pair of her panties to smell while I beat-my-meat.
The smell of her pussy is incredible. A little strong and pungent with the odor of piss, but it smelled so good as it emanated from the soft fabric into my nose.
I sometimes sleep in and meet Ken at the office after he made his calls later in the day.
Estelle was a nurse so she would sleep in too.
Sometimes I fantasized about how a situation would occur where her and I would be able to have sex.
I imagine being really bold and sneaking into their room after Ken had left. I imagine her sleeping there under the covers wearing only a bra and panties.
I could envision myself sneaking up and crawling on her bed, being careful not to disturb her.
I would peel back the covers and admire her soft and sexy body.
I carefully position myself between her legs and move my face in close to her pussy. With my hands I carefully push her panties to the side exposing her beautifully trimmed pussy.
I then see myself bending down and moving my face in close to her pussy, inhaling her sweet aroma, being careful not to wake her before it is time. I then clamp my mouth of her pussy and start licking her lips up and down as she breathes deeply and awakens, unsure of what is going on.
By the time she realizes that it is I licking her pussy, it is too late.
She would be overcome by the feelings and sensations of my tongue probing deep inside her pussy that all she would be able to do is moan and succumb to my sucking and licking her moist cunt.
“Oh yeah Chris,” she moans to me.
“Mmmmm,” she whimpers as I flick my tongue over her super-sensitive clitoris.
Just as I imagine her flooding my face and mouth her cum, I blow my wad and the fantasy is over.
I had various other fantasies about her; little did I know one of them was about to come true.
I was lying in bed one night at their house after work, horney as hell, beating my tool. I had the covers down over my legs and my underwear pulled down to my ankles.
My body was completely exposed and the door was open.
Just as I was getting close to cumming, my eyes clenched tightly, I hear Estelle’s voice,
“Chris?” she said with surprise.
“Ohhh Estelle,” I reply with a bit of embarrassment, feeling my face turn bright red as my cock turns into a limp noodle.
She walks in and smiles at me as I try to cover my 8-incher with my hands. It didn’t work.
“No worries Chris,” she went on, “it is nothing I haven’t seen before,” she told me as she smiled and approached me.
“Uh,” I stumble on my words, “I was getting kind of close so, uh…” I trail off, expecting her to get the hint.
To my surprise, she asks,
“Well how about I help you out with that? It is the least I could do for interrupting,” she grinned.
‘Holy shit dude’ I thought to myself. Is this a fucking dream or what? I do not ask questions. Before I could say or do anything, her soft, warm hand was wrapped around my cock.
“Oh,” I said as I jumped at the touch of her tender loving care.
“Mmmmm,” I moaned as she started jacking me up and down at a slow tempo.
“Oh Estelle, god, that feels so good, mmmmm,” I encourage her.
I noticed her eyes were locked on my cock as she jacked up and down, as if she were a robot.
