After a rather hectic couple of days with my mature cougar Carole I felt more like resting up than getting together with my girl friend Gemma. But when I got back to my flat my flatmate Mike had said that he had been fielding calls from Gemma on my mobile which I had 'forgotten' to take with me for my weekend with Carole.
When I 'phoned' her she said that she had really missed me over the weekend but a crowd were going out for a meal and she would love me to join them. And free from exams she would love to make it up to me what I had been missing all week. As I rather reluctantly agreed to meet up with her and her university friends I thought that she would be rather shocked at just how much I hadn't missed out on sex as I had packed almost a week of sex into a couple of days with Carole.
However I simply said 'I'm a bit tired from travelling and the work over the weekend but I couldn't help thinking of your beautiful ass in that red g-string and skirt and would love you to wear it for me tonight'.
I could hear her hesitate before saying 'It's a bit gross but if you want me too I will. We are meeting at Rick's at 8.00.' This time it was me who hesitated because that's where I had been with Carole two nights previously!
I had a quick bite to eat and went to bed to sleep off my exertions of the weekend and it was nearly 7.30 before I woke and after a quick shower I didn't get to Rick's until nearly 8.30. Gemma was in the middle of a crowd of guys and girls from her year and in a white lowish cut strappy top her little tits and long nipples were well displayed and as requested I could see she had worn the skirt I liked. The top also showed off a little bit of side cleavage which I love. She looked very pretty but I couldn't help comparing her unfavourably with the body of the mature woman with whom I had just spent a no limits weekend.
I didn't have to just mentally compare them because I had hardly started my first pint when I heard a one of the guys in the company say 'That's what I call a woman' and I turned round to see Carole enter the restaurant with a good looking well preserved guy in his early fifties.
Carole looked fantastic in a black low cut and obviously very expensive dress almost slashed to the navel, very tight and clinging to her big ripe ass and about 5" above the knee teamed up with a black seamed stockings and quite high heels. She smiled as she walked past and I noticed that she sat in a position so she could look at our group. She looked exactly what she was -- a fantastically sexy woman just built for sex. There were some very complimentary comments passed about her within our group by the guys as they watched her big bum cheeks bouncing to her table and some catty ones by the women. I personally was in a state of turmoil as to whether I should acknowledge her or not as well as thinking to myself -- I've fucked that big woman they are all lusting after in virtually every way possible including buggering that big mature ass.
When I went past their table she solved it for me by getting up and offering her hand, saying 'I thought that was you -- Mark isn't it?' . Turning to her husband she said 'Bob this is the young man I was telling you about who stopped the guys bothering me in Starbucks.' As he got up to shake my hand and thank me I have to say I did feel a little bit guilty at being thanked when I had been shagging his wife all weekend.
When I came back Gemma asked how I knew them and I said I had stopped a couple of guys bothering her in Starbucks -- she rather cattily said 'Well if you're her age and showing off what you've got I suppose you've got to expect guys coming on to you.'
Anyway , cover story in place, I relaxed enough to enjoy my meal and a night with plenty to drink.
I noticed Carole having a look at Gemma as we walked past their table to the bar but I didn't see Carole and her husband leave and as Gemma normally just a wine drinker had moved on to the shorts my attention had moved to her and I enjoyed watching her pert 'though ripe ass well displayed in the red g-string and sheer skirt going and coming from the loo.
We moved on to another bar with Gemma getting increasingly drunk and quite amorous and in spite of my exertions the previous night I was soon felling randy again -- to my shames probably thinking I would enjoy the contrast of taking Gemma's slim body after having had serious fun with Carole's ripe one.
When we got a taxi back to my flat as we kissed there was very little ceremony about me getting Gemma's top off and groping her firm little 32A tits. With her long nipples they had a different appeal to Carole's big dangling 40c's but I still found them sexy in a different kind of way. In fact the complete contrast between their two bodies was a turn on -- one slim and youthful and the other mature and ripe.
Small tits bouncing I pulled her through to the bedroom and taking her skirt off I admired her long slim thighs with the exciting space between them which led to her very pretty little shaven pussy. Again I couldn't help thinking of the difference between this pretty little pussy mound and the girlish pussy lips and Carole's big handful of pussy mound and insatiable box in which I had spent quite a bit of the weekend. .