As a woman in my late forties, I have the most wonderful sex life. In fact, its more like a sexual lifestyle. Without a husband (only an ex) I choose young men to seduce, to take to my bed. They are like the boys of my own younger years, at university and before I got serious about relationships. The age when everyone is following their hormones and boys think only about screwing.
I enjoyed my youthful exploration of sex. But as an older and experienced woman, I take charge. For a while, I was surprised by how easy it was. I forgot how eager young men are to stick their dick into a woman. Even just to play with her big, firm breasts. For my part, I was expecting to be rejected. Or embarrassed. But from the first, I realised what I'd not understood at their age -- young men are grateful to be given the chance to screw and eager to please the woman who will open her legs for them.
Their dicks get so hard and they throb so wonderfully. And they can screw again and again. And instead of settling for their fumbling, crude approach, I teach them to pleasure me like a real man. My sex life is just perfect.
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Aaron usually acts cocky, as if he has everything figured out. I am sure that works for his friends and the young women in his circle. Not much past twenty, he is quite good-looking, tall and lean and with a cute, blonde man-bun. He doesn't know much about good screwing, even though he has a sweet girlfriend. But I crave his impressive penis.
In my usual state of arousal, I was wearing only a t-shirt and shorts when I let him into my apartment. I hoped he would not recognise the scent of my arousal but he could not have missed my hard nipples. They pressed against him as we hugged. I permitted him to run his hands down to my butt cheeks. I got to feel his big bulge.
"Seeing your girlfriend tonight?" I teased.
"Ummm... yes, later..." he mumbled, almost embarrassed.
"Is that why your dick is so hard?"
"Umm...no, I was thinking..."
"I don't mind you cheating on her. But you better keep me a secret. Don't forget about my ex."
"I won't," he promised me once more, with a solemn expression.
"Bring that big dick to bed," I said with a grin and led him to my bedroom.
With my heart racing, I sat on the bed and told Aaron to undress. Young men sometimes can be discomfited by being naked in front of a woman. But I was excited to watch the unveiling, watching seven-plus inches of manhood standing tall and straight. A big, spongy head that feels so good in my vag. And smallish, hairy balls. I realised that Aaron was standing in the same spot where my Matthew leaves his clothes. That made me more hungry for my newest lover.
I beckoned him closer, my vag melting as that bobbing penis came into reach. It is a thing of wonder that a young woman probably can't appreciate. My fingers wrapped around the shaft, not even reaching all the way round. I felt his throbbing and, looking up into his eyes, I started very softly to stroke my hand along his length. I could barely stop myself from taking him into my mouth.
"I want you to cum twice for me tonight," I said as I caressed his delightful boner. "Can you do that for me?"
He nodded but seemed a little unsure. Younger guys usually manage it easily. But we didn't have a lot of time so I had to take a chance.
"I'm sure these lovely balls can manage it," I said as I cupped his hairy pouch.
I guess I was telling him. No time for arguing. I had to take him between my lips. Luckily, holding him had made my mouth water. I opened just enough to force him in. The rim of that big, spongy head popped through the firm "O" of my lips.
His seven inches filled my mouth just right. Already I was thinking of how it would feel in my vag. But I took my time, taking half of him in my mouth and letting my saliva run down the shaft. I ran my tongue along that thick ridge on the underside of the shaft, wanting to make him slick and perfect for screwing.
"You going to lick me?" I grinned up at him as I resumed my stroking.
He looked disappointed but I yanked my shirt off, excited at the way my big boobs bounced. I was proud to expose myself to my new young man. And I was achingly horny and very pleased when he grabbed my boobs.
"Long licks," I instructed as I ripped my shorts off and spread myself.
I was lying on my bed, naked and beckoning a young man, young enough to be my son, to pleasure me with his mouth. Aaron was a good boy that night, making me gasp as his inexperienced tongue ran all the way from top to bottom.
"Lick my hole," I groaned as I guided him to the spot. "Yes, stick it in... good boy, yes..."
Like most young men, Aaron is an eager learner. I lifted my knees high to bring him closer.
"Oh, fuck... good boy... my clit... lick my clit, yes... now go back..."
It was very satisfactory considering Aaron has never really licked pussy before me. I came very nicely -- and loudly. Yes, I was a desperate, slutty older woman and my vag really did need the attention.
"Don't stop...don't stop," I ordered, panting and grunting while I came on his face twice more.
We took a short break, lying together while he ran his hands over my body. He was hungry, too. Aaron had no idea how much I'd wanted him since seeing his lovely tent in the café. It had been the right thing to make him wait but self-denial had been a terrible torment. Now I slid down the bed, over his long, tanned body to that throbbing prick.
"Be a good boy," I told him as I started to lick the underside of his impressive shaft.
His groan was exquisite. And I loved the way he twitched. His clear pre-cum was oozing from the tip. There was no time to wait. That big, spongy head popped past my lips again. Being so skilled, I could grip the base of his shaft and stroke his balls at the same time. His sweet girlfriend is no match for me and I already knew that Aaron would go home that night with a new feeling of glory. I worked my mouth along his shaft as I took him to the point of no return.
"Wait," I ordered him with a gasp. "Hold it."
