"Mature demanding mistress, 49, seeks student for education in my wicked ways. Must be prepared for anything." read her advert. It was accompanied by a photo of her in a shiny black PVC leotard with numerous zips, long black satin gloves and black thigh boots. She was a full figured woman standing legs astride with hands on hips. She certainly did look like she would be hard to please, but how could I resist such an offer. My letter was hurriedly dispatched along with a naked Polaroid of myself and then I waited in anticipation. 10 days of wishing it took before her reply arrived, nervously I fumbled with the envelope as I opened it.
The first thing that hit me as I opened the letter was the photo of her attached to it. It had been taken outdoors and she wore a run of the mill raincoat. But she stood holding it open, facing the camera, and underneath she wore nothing but black knee high patent leather boots with 4 inch heels, black stockings and a leather basque from which her full breasts had been uncupped and black satin panties. My eyes kept returning to this vision of horniness as I read through her letter.
"I got your reply and you're right, you do have a very muscular body, a notch I'd very much like to have on my bedhead. So if you think you can cope with my high demands then ring me now."
Apart from her phone number that was all it said, it was signed "Anne". The aura of mystery made her even more desirable, that night I phoned her. She sounded just as horny on the phone but still wouldn't give too much away. She only lived about 40 miles from me and I arranged to go round the next night, Friday.
I took nothing with me except a bottle of wine which I grabbed from the passenger seat as I pulled into the drive of her smart suburban semi. I knocked on her door, a little nervous anticipation in my stomach as I waited for her to answer. "So glad you could come" she said as she opened the door to greet me. Dressed nicely in a long green wraparound dress and black high heels she looked a million miles removed from her photos. She ushered me into her living room and went to get a corkscrew and some glasses for the wine. She sat watching me as I uncorked it and poured it out for us. She motioned for me to sit next to her on the settee as I passed her a glass. I did so and she put her hand on my knee and looked me in the eye as I sipped at my wine.
"So Steve, you think your man enough for me do you?"
"Only one way to find out." I replied.
She laughed, "Good, a man of action, that's what I like" she said.
"And what about you?" I asked, "You look nothing like you do in your photos." I commented.
"Ahh, this is just for the sake of the neighbours, you'll see more of the real me soon enough. Good choice of wine." she added.
Her hand crept a little further up my thigh as she sipped her wine and smiled at me. Then putting her glass down she began to rub my crotch through my trousers with her other hand and I bent my head and began to kiss her. I quickly felt myself beginning to grow in my pants as she rubbed me and our tongues locked. I reached across and began to fondle one of her breasts through the material of her dress. She unzipped me and freed my straining dick from my briefs and began to wank me with good strong strokes. My hand slipped down to her calf and I began to pull up her dress as I rubbed my hand along the inside of her leg. I slid it over her knee and continued to climb along the inside of her thigh.
"Mmm, you sexy bitch, you've got stockings on" I murmured as my hand moved from the silky sheen of her black nylons to the smooth skin of her upper thigh.
"I never wear anything else. It makes moments like this so much easier."
"And sexier too" I added. She continued to jack me off and as I ran my fingertips over the silky front of her directoire knickers she shuddered lightly. I began to rub her pussy through the thin cloth that separated my fingers from her mound and could quickly feel her dampness beginning to seep through. She began to rub herself off against my hand all the while pulling at my dick with stronger and faster strokes.
"I think it's about time we went upstairs" she said. We finished off the wine in one gulp and she took me by the hand and led me upstairs to her room. Once inside she undid my shirt and removed it, sighing appreciatively at my muscular torso she found underneath.
"My my, this will be a big notch on my bedhead" she said.
She bent down to remove my trousers and shorts and my dick sprang free once more and she kissed it lightly on the tip before standing up before me. She put one hand on my chest and pushed me back onto the bed. I fell backwards and lay there watching her as she stood before me. She turned away from me and bent over, her nice round behind jutting out towards me. She slowly pulled her dress up to expose her black stocking tops, suspenders and creamy white directoire panties. Then hooking her thumbs into the side of them she slowly slid them down over her luscious big white bottom giving me a glimpse of her dark hairy pussy as she bent right down to remove them before standing up and turning to face me again. She climbed onto the bed and straddled me and I could feel the heat of her pussy against my thick shaft underneath her dress. She began to rub herself against me and I could feel her juices leaving a slippery trail along my shaft. God she felt good, I couldn't wait to get inside her properly.
"I'm going to fuck you Steve" she said very matter of factly.
"So what are you waiting for?" I answered.
She undid the tie at the front of her dress and pulled it open, I reached up and began to fondle her big tits through her bra and her nipples stiffened to my touch. Raising herself up off me slightly she reached down and grabbed hold of my dick, placing its tip between her damp lips. She rubbed it along the length of her wet gash before pausing at her entrance. Slowly she lowered herself onto me as I pushed up to meet her. She gasped out as my full length forced its way inside until I was completely buried within her.
"Ooh, that feels good" she said. Slowly I began to move in and out of her with short strokes as she bobbed up and down on me gently. She pulled the dress from around her shoulders and let it fall around her waist before reaching behind her to unclip her bra. As she removed it I sat up and took one of her nipples into my mouth, nipping it gently with my teeth and licking around it with my tongue. She grasped the back of my head with one hand and encouraged me to do the same to her other breast all the while continuing to ride me. I began to force into her with longer and harder strokes and she bounced up and down on me higher and harder also, crying out each time my full length reached all the way inside.
"From behind" she whispered in my ear as she climbed off me and knelt on the bed, her big arse sticking up in the air towards me. I knelt up behind her and took my dick in my hand, she reached beneath her and grabbed it again and guided it into her sopping pussy and I shoved it back in in one long stroke, groaning as I did so.
"Harder" she urged as I began to push into her again, so grabbing hold of her meaty buttocks I pumped into her in long hard strokes.
"I going to come" I warned her as felt the tingling sensation build up behind my balls.
"Hold on, I'm nearly there too." I slowed down my thrusting and let her push herself back onto my dick, her arse banging into me with continued eagerness each time she pushed back.
"That's it Steve" she cried. I couldn't hold on any longer and grabbed her round the front of her thighs and rubbed her stocking tops as I again pulled her onto me as fast and as hard as I could go. Both crying out loudly we came, my semen jetting deep into her womb as our movements slowed.
"That was fantastic" she declared as she pulled herself off me and fell face down onto the bed. My sentiments exactly.
