Sara Young is a black woman in her 50s. She lives in a small town only an hour's drive from where she was born and spent most of her life. She's worked as a receptionist for the local dentist for almost 20 years. She's divorced and has no children.
Sara has a healthy sexual appetite and regularly gets horny -- very horny. When this happens, she likes to be a little reckless and she likes to be in control. She also has a preference for younger men.
This weekend Sara is looking for a particular type of younger man. She's found that "Type A" personalities, like her, can be too much of a challenge -- competitive, demanding and impatient. She's in the mood for a "Type B" -- someone submissive.
She has instant success on Saturday morning when, on a whim, she stops in at a used bookstore, where she meets David. David is a tall, thin nerdy black kid. He's 22, single and lives with his stepmother, who also owns the store.
Within a few minutes she observes that he is very accommodating, and extremely eager to please his customers. He's a very shy, quiet nerd, with limited sexual experience. Actually, David is a virgin -- exactly what Sara is in the mood for.
Sara convinces him to come by her apartment that afternoon to pick up some books that she'd like to donate. She leaves the store and immediately goes back to her place and masturbates, imaging all the things she wants to do with and to him.
To make her intentions less obvious she manages to find some old books she's wanted to get rid of. When David arrives they sit in her living room and sift through the boxes.
Sara has changed into a low-cut, flower decorated, Mumu-style dress, and slippers; she looks very relaxed and "matronly". Beneath it, her ample curves are stuffed into a lace push-up bra and a thong. She flirts excessively and puts extra effort into bending and reaching to ensure that he notices her thick ass, and the loose C-cup cleavage that peeks over the plunging V-collar.
When Sara sees the bulge forming in the front of his jeans she knows that her efforts have been successful. She offers him something to drink, and catches him still trying to re-adjust himself when she returns from the kitchen.
"Aw, I'm sorry, Suga....did I do that to you?" Sara smiles, focused on his crotch and placing his glass of iced tea on the coffee table.
"Uh...I mean...sorry, I didn't mean to..." David stammers from embarrassment.
"Why don't you stand up and let me help you with that..." she instructs.
David hesitantly stands and Sara places her hands against the front of his jeans and manipulates his cock until it is neatly and loosely aimed at his waist.
"Better...?"
"Y-Yeah..." he nods, struggling to understand what just happened.
Sara then goes back to the books, acting as if what had just occurred was "no big deal". Meanwhile, David's hard-on is throbbing -- he can't wait for the opportunity to relieve himself. When the books are sorted, Sara walks him to the front door with his haul.
"After you're done at the store, you should come back over and I can give you some more help with that..." she tells him, rubbing her palm against his still rigid member and giving it a squeeze. She also presses him against the wall and assaults his mouth with a sloppy, wet kiss.
He agrees with a nervous nod as he rushes down the hallway. He hopes he'll get the chance to rub-one out back at the store, in the bathroom or storage closet.
"Ooh, I'm gonna eat that boy up...!" Sara laughs to herself as the door closes.
David returns about 2 hours later. Sara greets him at the door with a sly smile and offers him a beer, and they settle down in her living room and small talk for several minutes.
"You still have the 'problem' you had before...?" Sara finally asks pointing to the obvious bulge in his jeans.
David has a "new" hard-on that occurred as he was returning to her apartment. Unfortunately he was unable to relieve himself while at the bookstore, and had to let the previous hard-on subside while he finished his shift.
"Well, kinda...I mean...yeah, I guess..." he answers, shifting nervously.
"Why don't you show me?" She tells him.
David looks like a deer in highlights, not knowing what to do or say.
"C'mon," she insists. "Let me see..."
Sara drains her beer and sets the bottle aside as he slowly stands and nervously undoes his jeans. He pulls them down just above his knees, revealing the prominent "tent" and a small damp spot at the front of his striped boxers.
"Keep going..." she encourages.
David then pulls down the boxers, actually feeling some small relief when his still throbbing member is no longer in contact with fabric.
"Very nice." Sara compliments him. She rises from the couch and moves closer to him, taking pleasure at how nervous and aroused he is.
She pulls him close and kisses him -- David almost cums. When Sara breaks the kiss she sits down on the coffee table, which places his cock inches from her face. She teases him by blowing on it, causing him to moan out loud and tremble.
"Have you ever been with a girl, David?" she asks looking up at him. "Have you ever stuck your dick in a girl's pussy...?"
"Well, almost...kinda..." he fumbles trying to answer.
"Is it a 'yes' or a 'no', baby...?" she asks in reaction to his confusing response.
David nervously starts telling a story of how he and a former employee at the bookstore fondled and fingered each other one night after the store was closed. They didn't get to complete the act because his step-mother walked in on them.
"Aw, poor baby..." Sara coos. "Let me try an' help you with that..." She examines and admires his hard, twitching member.
"Seven, maybe eight inches...?" she thinks. "Kinda thin, with a little curve, but I can make do with it..."
She takes a firm grip of his cock and starts stroking him. She notices that he smells a little sweaty.
"I think you need to get washed up, baby...come with me." She says.
With his jeans and boxers still around his knees David awkwardly waddles after her. Sara leads him to her bathroom where she turns on the shower.
"Get undressed..." she instructs him.
