Nothing excites me more than to see a beautiful, sexy woman parading around in a public place dressed in "fuck me" clothes.
These are women who love to put their sexuality and their beautiful bodies on display. And, in most cases, you can bet that they love men and they love to fuck.
I am attracted to all kinds of women, including the "plain Jane" types who look conservative on the outside but have a smoldering sexual intensity on the inside. It is a real thrill for me to find a woman who is secretly desperate for a good fuck, and then to be the lucky recipient when she unleashes all of that sexual frustration.
But nothing gets my blood boiling more than women with spectacular bodies who love to show them off by dressing in provocative clothing. These women are very sexual and they let you know that by the way they are dressed. Sure, there are many, many women who dress that way just to tease or to show how beautiful they are. These women only want the attention. They want to be looked at and they want men to desire them. That is enough for them.
But the women I'm talking about are the ones who dress that way because they are seriously looking to get fucked. These women live for sex and their idea of a good time begins and ends with sucking and fucking a good man.
Most of the women who dress in "fuck me" clothes are very young. Sometimes, but not often, you will see a middle-aged woman trying to let everyone know that she's still got it.
That is why one of my most recent pickup excursions revealed something very unusual, a woman dressed for sex who didn't fall into any of the normal categories.
My wife's job forces her to be on the road two weeks out of every month and I usually spend that time trying to find a great woman to take to bed. It is what I do. I pick out a place to go to, I try to spot a woman I want, and then I do everything I can do to seduce her and fuck her.
I have been very successful in getting women into my bed over the years. I have a calm demeanor and women have a tendency to like me. I always, always treat them well and with respect. But the women I look for, in most cases, are very ready to get fucked. I just have to tap into that desire.
I always enjoy going to the ball park and it is one of my favorite places to go when I am trying to pick up an incredible woman for an afternoon of intense fucking. It's a good place because there are so many beautiful mothers out there, many of them experiencing various stages of sexual frustration. Even when I don't find one to fuck, the trip is still worth it because of all the great pussy I get to look at.
Early one Saturday afternoon, on a beautiful sunny summer day, I decided that it was the perfect day to try to find one of those sexy and horny mothers at the local ballpark.
I got to the park and it was very crowded, with adults and kids walking frantically from the parking lot to the various fields. I started walking around, very leisurely, just admiring all the beautiful young mothers walking around that place. But I wasn't looking just to look. I was trying to find one to go after and it's one of those cases where I always depend on my instincts to tell me who that woman might be.
I was standing between two fields just casually looking around when I spotted something out of the corner of my eye that caused alarm bells to go off in my head. Walking my way was an older woman with short, bleached blond hair and a very deep tan. She had to be in her late 50s or early 60s but my mouth dropped when I saw how this woman was dressed.
As she walked toward me I saw that she was wearing blue jean shorts that were cut all the way to the tops of her beautiful, big, well-developed thighs. But what was even more amazing was that they were skin tight, causing her huge, wide thighs to be fully exposed. Her walk was also amazing as her hips exploded back and forth with every step.
I was mesmerized immediately. As she got closer I saw something even more spectacular. She had on a thin tank top that stretched tightly across her chest. It covered her stomach but barely covered her nipples, exposing just about every inch of her tits. And her tits were massive and bouncing wildly as she walked.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This woman was absolutely beautiful, just smoking hot.
As she walked past me I looked straight at her. She turned her head and looked directly into my eyes. Our eyes locked briefly and I will never forget the sight of those gorgeous green eyes as they looked at me. They sent a clear message of sexuality and lust. It also may have been my imagination but I could have sworn that she slowed her walk just a bit, her head moving up and down slowly to get a full look at me. I think she liked what she saw.
As soon as she walked past me I saw her big, wide ass in motion inside those tight shorts. It was a fantastic ass, one of those big, fat asses that just begged to be eaten. I also saw that her tank top tied at her waist, exposing almost her entire back. Her skin was dark, very dark, a perfect contrast to that bleached-blonde hair.
It was like I had been hit with a hammer. What kind of nerve must this woman have to dress like that in this kind of family atmosphere? It would be one thing if she was 25-years-old. Or even 35. But to dress like that in a public, family-type setting at her age was definitely something you don't see every day.
My first thought was that all these young women around here must be looking at her and snickering. But seeing this old woman dressed like a whore thrilled me completely. She was up in age, yes, and some wrinkles were evident. But that only added to my attraction to her. She was still a very, very beautiful woman and obviously extremely sexual. And her body was still remarkable and in fantastic shape.
I made up my mind that she would be the one. I would take my best shot at getting her home and into my bed. I came to the ball park looking for a mother to fuck but it was this grandmother who had caught my eye.
I kept her in sight by following her from a short distance and I just couldn't believe the fantastic body on this incredible creature. She eventually sat down in a folding chair next to an elderly gentleman who was obviously her husband. I sat in the adjacent bleachers, in a spot where I could keep an eye on her. I was just hoping that I would get an opportunity to talk to her and, if that chance arose, I would be ready.
She crossed her legs and I could see nothing but flesh. Her dark, tanned skin was incredible.
I was on edge and I couldn't sit still long. I decided to try to move to a position where I could hopefully catch her eye. I got off the bleachers and started walking toward her until I had the right angle. I just folded my arms and started looking her way.
She turned her head almost immediately. It was as if by instinct that she knew I was looking at her. Her gaze lingered a few seconds before she turned her head back to the field. I stayed there until I was convinced that she knew I was looking at her. She glanced my way two or three more times and I looked straight at her. I wanted her to know what was on my mind. After a few minutes I returned to my seat in the bleachers.
About 20 minutes later she got up from her seat and started walking toward the concession stand. I knew this might be my chance. I got up and followed her, again just marveling at this great woman and the amount of skin that she was showing. I absolutely could not believe those tits and that ass that I was looking at.
The line was pretty long at the concession stand and I moved in line right behind her.
I moved to her side where she could see me and said, "Hello, how are you?"
She looked at me intently. Her eyes travelled up and down as if she were giving me some kind of inspection. I actually loved it. This was not a shy woman.
She gave me a broad smile and answered. "I'm fine. How are you?"
Her voice was deep, sultry, electric and sexy. Her face was so beautiful, just perfect, with full lips ripe with bright red lipstick that served as a wonderful centerpiece to her impeccable makeup. I knew at that moment that I was going to do everything I could to get this woman into bed.
"Beautiful day, isn't it? Who do you have playing out here today?"
"My grandson. We go to all of his games. They've played twice today so far and won both games."
"Great. They must have a good team."
"They do. They've only lost two games this whole season."
"How many grandkids do you have?"
"Three. All boys."
"Great. I bet they keep you running."
"They do. But I love it."
I knew time was of the essence so I redirected the conversation.
"Listen, I hope you don't take this the wrong way but I really, really love your outfit. You are a very beautiful woman. And the tan is just spectacular."
I could see the momentary surprise on her face but it was only momentary. This was a woman who had probably spent most of her life being approached by men. She looked at me and gave a slight smile.
"Oh. Well, thank you."
She turned her head in the direction of where her husband was sitting. Maybe she was interested and wanted to make sure he wasn't looking? I could only hope.
"My name is Joseph by the way."
I reached out my hand and she took it.
"I'm Vera."
She was still studying me closely and I could tell she was thinking about what I said and where this might be leading. I was lucky that the concession stand line was moving slowly.
"Nice to meet you Vera."
I didn't let go of her hand right away and when she tried to pull it away I put my other hand on her arm.
"Vera, I know I'm a total stranger but can I talk to you about something for a couple of minutes?"