There are no characters under the age of 18 in this story. All characters portrayed are over the age of 21.
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All about sex. Susan's Saturday night 4F ritual of finding, feeling, fucking, and forgetting about men gets her through her week.
Another Saturday night with another young, handsome man picked up at the bar, Susan was intent on satisfying her weekly, sexual itch by going from one man to yet another. Always excited about it before the seduction, she soon became blaise about the whole thing. After a while with none of them standing out enough for her to remember any of them, they all looked alike, acted alike, and said the same things. After a while, but for the sexual excitement of her orgasm, she was bored.
Every Saturday night, choosing her victims randomly but with the learned skill of a doctor who knows how to read human behavior, she inherently knew the ones who'd want to play her sexy games of role play. With just a subtle look, she could tell the men who'd want to sleep with their mothers and would if they could. Filling that incestuous need, she was there for them. Yet, with her having had sex with so very many young men, sometimes forgetting their names while having sex with them, she's called more than one man by the wrong name.
After a while, especially with her having just met them, it was sometimes difficult to remember the name who she was sucking and fucking. With one young man morphing into another young man, they were just hard cocks to her there to service her, to pleasure her, and to give her a much needed orgasm. After all that she's been through and after all the people problems that she must listen to on a daily basis, becoming detached and unhinged, it's the sexual pleasure of having an orgasm that makes her feel human again.
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As soon as Michael entered his apartment and closed his front door, he kicked off his shoes while she removed his pants. Unbuckling, unbuttoning and unzipping his trousers before unbuttoning his shirt, while kissing and kissing him and feeling his erection through his underwear, he slipped off his pants. Then unbuttoning her blouse and unbuttoning and unzipping her short skirt before removing them both, they barely made it in the door before they stripped one another nearly naked. Now with both of them attired only in their undergarments, there were clothes strewn everywhere.
As if they were on their Honeymoon instead of two strangers about to have sex after some chance, Saturday night encounter and subsequent pickup, he escorted her to his bedroom. In the way of removing a shroud from a canvas, he threw his bedspread and blanket aside with aplomb. As if unveiling a precious work of art instead of his sheet covered mattress, he pulled her down on top of him. Kissing and kissing her while touching her everywhere and while she felt him everywhere too, they were so hot for one another.
"You're so beautiful Susan," he said kissing and kissing her while touching, feeling, and fondling her full breasts through her bra and touching, feeling, and squeezing her ass through her panty.
"Thank you Michael," she said pausing a second to remember his name. "You're so handsome."
"Thank you Susan," he said kissing her while reaching down to cup her firm, round ass through her blue, bikini panty.
In the way she loved feeling men through their clothes while kissing them, she loved having her tits felt through her bra and her ass felt through her panty. Kissing and kissing him, Susan felt his cock through his underwear while he felt her big tits and fingered her nipples through her bra. Continuing to have his wicked, sexual way with her mature body, Michael's other hand was busy feeling her round, firm ass through her panty. Making her way down his body, while kissing his shoulders, his chest, and his toned stomach, she kissed him everywhere. Then, when her mouth was level with his cock, as if she had found his hard, hairy surprise and she had, she slid her fingertips inside his shorts and pushed his underwear down. With his stiff prick making his stiff appearance, as if his personal periscope probing the surface, she looked up at him before taking him in hand and wrapping her fingers around his cock. Slowly stroking him, she looked up at him to watch his reaction to having sex with her, an older woman.
Immediately, without conversation and without delay, where too many women his age just dabble and seldom swallow, that is if even allowing a man to cum in their mouths, she took him in her mouth and stroked him while sucking him. She was giving him a real blowjob instead of just a polite one. Wrapping her lips around his stiff prick with the appropriate enough pressure to make him stare down at her before falling back and closing his eyes, her experienced tongue gave him oral pleasure. Already putting a gentle hand to the back of her blonde, pretty head, he gently humped her mouth. Stroking him faster while sucking him deeper, she was really getting into the blowjob now. As soon as she started making all the slurping, cock sucking sounds that men love to hear to show that she was enjoying sucking him as much as he was enjoying being sucked, putting more pressure to the back of her head, he fucked her face. Being that his hard cock was exactly what she wanted and needed, never mind what he wanted, hopefully he wanted the same thing too, sexual intercourse. With him already hard enough to penetrate her, she was already wet enough for him to penetrate her too. She removed him from her mouth and when she did, he reached for her.
After sucking on his family jewels, she climbed up his body as if scaling a second story window. In the way of a cat burglar deftly removing precious jewels from a jewelry box, he unhooked and removed her bra with nimble fingers. As if her nipples were the secret combination to her sexual passion and they were, his horny hands were all over her big nipples. Pulling them, turning them, and twisting them, he made her nipples bigger and harder. Kissing and kissing her while touching her, feeling her, fondling her firm, panty clad ass, and caressing her big tits, he continued fingering her nipples before sucking her nipples. Moving away from him, already ready and not wanting to waste precious time with meaningless conversation, seemingly as if she was doing something naughty in between seeing patients, she removed her panties to expose her blonde, trimmed pussy.
"Eat me Michael," she said having to think a second to remember his name again. "Lick my pussy and I'll suck your cock," she said giving him her sexy instruction while whispering her sexual message in his ear. "Give me an orgasm with your lips, your tongue, and your fingers, and I'll let you cum in my mouth. I'll swallow every drop of your cum while licking you clean."
A blowjob is what she knew he wanted, no doubt. A blowjob is what he'd pretend his mother was giving him instead of her. After he gave her an orgasm, if she allowed him to cum in her mouth, without a doubt, he'd be thinking of cumming in his mother's mouth.
No doubt with the prospect of her not only swallowing but also licking him clean, he immediately got up from bed to move down and make himself comfortable between her long, shapely legs. Fingering her pussy while licking her pussy, he reached up to feel her big tits with one hand while fingering her hard nipples and finger fucking her wet pussy with his other hand. Licking and licking her, he rubbed her clit with his finger and fingered her pussy while continuing to lick her. It's funny how so many men have so many different techniques to accomplish the same thing in giving her an orgasm while giving her oral sex. If she had the time, as if she was Xaviera Hollender from Penthouse Forum fame, she could write a book on the proper technique of cunnilingus.
"I see you're a natural blonde," he said with a dirty laugh. "I love your blonde, trimmed pussy Susan. You have a beautiful pussy," he said licking and licking her clit while fingering her.
Interrupting her focus while pretending he was someone else, not needing the extraneous pillow talk and with him ruining her sexual mood that she needed to cum, she wished he'd stop talking.
"Don't talk," she said grabbing two handfuls of his hair to mash his face in her wet pussy. "Just lick."
Licking and licking her while fingering her, in the way that she made love to his cock with her mouth, he made love to her pussy with his tongue and fingers. He made oral love to her pussy for a dozen more minutes before moving his head away to take a breath and to take a break.
"Sorry," he said. "I need to blow my nose."
Wanting to get to the point of what she was here for and what she so wanted before fleeing, his prick in her pussy to give her an orgasm, she gave him a pardon from continuing to lick her pussy and giving her an orgasm with his mouth. As long as he gave her an orgasm with his cock, he didn't have to eat her anymore. Bored and with her mind elsewhere, normally, she'd have an orgasm by now. Only, she was bothered, baffled actually, that he reminded her of someone but who?
In the way that most men prefer, she knew that he'd rather have her suck his cock than for him to lick her pussy. Yet, not to be denied, not there for romance or to develop and continue the pretense of a mature mother and son relationship, she was only with him for him to give her a good, hard fucking and a sexually satisfying orgasm. After that, ready to bolt out the door, she was good to go. After that, in the way that men have dumped her, she was ready to dump him.