Well, you can just imagine that with my love of cum, I like to suck dick all the time. In our 20 years of marriage, my husband has gotten more blowjobs than he can count. But I'm a horny mature woman. Ever since my 51st birthday last month, he just hasn't been enough for me. So, I've had to go out in search of other cocks and more cum.
I haven't had to look far. My next-door neighbor, Scott, is in his mid 30's, wavy brown hair and dark mysterious eyes. His body is solid and tanned to a deep brown from being out in the sun all the time. Every Saturday afternoon, he mows the lawn and I watch him from my kitchen window. I know that by the time he's done, his shorts will be stuck to his sweaty body. The wet material clings to his skin and outlines his perfectly formed cock. I've been dreaming about sucking that thick pole ever since he and his wife moved in. When he goes inside, I'm left with my mouth watering and my pussy flowing like a river. After a few hours of spying on Scott, my husband is guaranteed to get a surprise blowjob and his cock deep inside my drooling pussy.
I was going to save that for Scott.
I got out of the bathtub and took a little extra time getting dressed. I rubbed lotion over every inch of my smooth skin. I looked in the mirror as I touched my body. I had the kind of full breasts that any man would love. They were large - 42DD and topped off with a pair of nipples that were the size of gumdrops. My body was ample and a little plump in all the right places.
I chose a low-cut yellow dress from the closet. The color made my slightly browned skin glow. I slipped it on over my bare body. It stopped just above my knees and showed off a pair of shapely calves. I pulled a pair of thong panties from my lingerie drawer. But then I put them back. I wanted Scott to touch nothing but skin when he slipped a hand underneath my dress. I knew that he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off my voluptuous curves.
I pulled a brush through my long hair. My black hair was beginning to turn gray but it was still thick and luxurious. I put a few drops of perfume in my cleavage and smoothed my dress over my curves. I knew I looked a lot better than some women who were even half my age.
As I left my house, I grabbed an empty measuring cup. I planned on telling Scott that I was coming over to borrow some milk. But his man-milk was the only thing I planned on drinking that morning.
I walked across the street and knocked on Scott's front door. I saw him peek out the window and look me up and down. When he came to the door, he was wearing nothing but a pair of basketball shorts. His skin smelled like soap and his dark hair was so wet that it looked almost black.
"Mrs. Ricks," Scott smiled.
"Hi. Scott. I was wondering if I could borrow some of your milk," I grinned suggestively. "I don't have enough at home."
"No problem. Come on in," he said as he led me into the house.
I followed close behind him on the way to the kitchen. He had a perfectly muscled back and the cutest ass that I've seen in years. All I was waiting for was a chance to make my move.
He put the carton of milk on the counter and turned around to me. I was only inches away from him. His eyes fell down to my busty cleavage. My nipples were hard and outlined against my dress.
"Oops. I'm overflowing," I giggled.
"Yeah. You are," Scott said in a raspy voice.
I was close enough to feel his
cock stir inside his shorts. I closed my eyes and ran my tongue around
my the outside of my lips.
I pushed him back against the refrigerator and pulled his shorts down
to his ankles. His dick was right there in my face. Finally. The skin
that was covered by his shorts was pale and white. His cock looked like
a long, ivory phallus. I wrapped my hand around the base and stroked him
a little. He moaned...
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