"Oh God, Mrs. Canyon! Yes! Oh shit! That's so good!" the words being said brought a bemused smile to the older woman.
Forty-four year old Christine Canyon loved giving head. There was something overpowering about the control she felt when she had a cock in her mouth and its owner's balls in her grip. It didn't matter that the man she was doing at that moment was young enough to be her son. Well, maybe it did. Unlike that of her former overweight husband, she loved running her fingers and tongue over this 20 year old's washboard stomach and his muscular pecs before she worked her magic on his manhood. Like everything else she did in life, the divorcee threw herself into the task with her whole being. Her tongue worked its tantalizing wonders on the tip of his 8 inch cock as her fingers gripped his long, thick throbbing shaft.
Early in their marriage, her husband Ralph had forced her to watch pornos so that she could learn how to give head the way he liked it and now she duplicated what she had learned at every opportunity. Too bad he was no longer one of the recipients of her talent.
She had divorced him after catching him screwing the 18 year old daughter of their best friends. The divorce had been ugly and having been deceived and humiliated in front of all their friends, Christine had taken him for everything he had.
Not everything had turned out like it does so often in the movies and on television. Unlike the stereotypical cheated on spouse, Christine had not become a bitter man-hating recluse. She had not hidden away despondent and feeling sorry for herself. She, with everything she'd accomplished in her life, was too proud to let the jerk win in that department too.
She was the owner of her own real estate company and realizing that 8 employees and their families relied on her. Rather than wallow in self-pity, she had thrown herself into the job. Plus now with the freedom of not having a husband to make demands on her time, Christine had built into her schedule a visit to the gym almost daily and the workout routine had worked wonders. She had been fifteen to twenty pounds overweight at the time of the divorce but now 9 months later, she was back into a size 4 dress.
The recent divorcee had taken some glee in spending her monthly alimony on frivolous things such as spas and high-end clothes. She had found that men loved her in high heels and so she had built up a collection of stilettos that surely would have impressed Ismelda Marcos or even any dominatrix for that matter. The increased height made her feel wicked and getting compliments about her legs when she wore them, she had even started shortening her skirts and dresses. A fact ,though frowned upon by the ladies in her social circle, was appreciated by every straight male she encountered from the age of puberty up to… well,… any age.
As she bobbed her head up and down on the fat cock head, she squeezed her young summer apprentice's iron-like rod and rotated her hand at the same time. She alternated from time to time by pumping the shaft as the young man pleaded with her to take more and more of his cock into her hot mouth.
She loved to tease and would look up and ask rhetorically, "Do you like that? Hey baby? Do you like having your big, fat, hard, young cock sucked? Hmmm…it's so hard!" She always knew the answer but she loved the way they'd groan their approval and beg for more. Bobby Benson was no different than any of the other multitude of men and boys that she had sucked off. The fact that he was the son of Barbie Benson, a fellow member of the Bramalea Golf and Country Club, just made it a little more wicked for Christine.
Barbara Benson was considered to be the sexiest woman at the club but everyone knew she'd had little surgeries done, especially on her boobs.
Christine however, was the real thing. No surgery. No breast implants. Just good old fashioned natural beauty and endowments. Now the male club members and even their sons were sneaking looks at her whereas before her weight loss and the divorce they hardly knew she was alive.
Her new and improved looks had not been lost on the twenty year old youth she was now fellating and when she had asked him to work at her office during the summer , he had jumped at the chance without even asking how much he would be paid. The fact that he was just a piece of meat for the cougar was beyond his comprehension. Indeed, even if he had known, it wouldn't have deterred him. Like all young men, his cock did a lot of his thinking for him when in the presence of a beautiful woman.
Christine had set the trap by assigning the young man office duties which kept him in her sight most days. Her high heels and shortened skirts were the bait. She set the trap slowly. She'd be bending over a filing cabinet just after she'd summon him into her office. When he was at his desk, she'd lean down over his arm so that he'd be forced to look into her cleavage. The tips of her breasts would somehow just manage to rest on his strong, fair-haired arms.
More than once in the first two weeks of working for the buxom beauty, Bobby had had to sneak off to the washroom and jerk himself off. The timing of his frequent departures was not lost on his employer. She knew her plan to seduce the young fellow was nearing fruition. Christine just had to get him alone.
"Bobby we need to talk about your lack of output. I have a meeting across town so I want you to wait here for me until I get back."
Her tone had been malevolent as she added, "Make sure you're here when I get back. I want this resolved today." Of course, this had just been a ruse. She did have clients across town but she had really only left the office to get a spa treatment. She liked having her body pampered just before she slept with someone for the first time.
The Heavenly Touch Spa is where she had first become a cougar and now she was shamelessly insatiable. On her first visit, one of the young and very hung masseurs had turned her on so much that she had sucked him off and fucked him before her first hour was even up. After that she had a regular weekly appointment. One week, he wasn't there so not to be denied her regular treatment, she had seduced the happily compliant replacement.
As her weight dropped, her looks improved and the more attention she got, the more she enjoyed it, especially from the younger men. They were much more obvious in their lust for her. The older guys she came in contact with were usually married and she vowed she'd never do that to another unsuspecting wife.
Her first seductions were sales clerks or junior workers. While getting fitted for new shoes one day, Christine noticed the young clerk kept touching her ankle and then on the pretense of doing his job, he brazenly ran his fingers up her calf all the while trying to look up her skirt. At first she had almost protested but that was before noticing that the kid was sporting a very sizeable erection. Totally out of character for her, she had brazenly asked if he had a permit for carrying a concealed weapon. She in turn had reached down to cup the pleasantly surprised high school senior's balls and within minutes they were in the back room fucking on the shop's lunch room table.
She had teased the 22 year old gas jockey at the local Amoco and boldly allowed him to do her in the back of a Ford van that was in the garage for servicing. Little did the owner suspect that it wasn't just his vehicle that was serviced that day.
On another occasion Christine had gone to a house in Scarborough that she was trying to sell. She had intended just to give the owners some brochures on how to make their bungalow more saleable. Finding the Maskell's 18 year old son Ryan home alone, she had given the awestruck teen a quickie in his bedroom before his mom came back from a hair appointment.
Most of her other conquests were simply pick ups she made at the local "Meat Bar" known as Benders. She went there regularly after closing sales in order to celebrate. The young college boys from York University liked to hang out there as it had the rep of being a place where cougars liked to congregate. Christine with her new look seldom went home alone.
