Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32
Dinah’s bedchamber was quite spectacular. The walls were a similar brown to the rest of the apartment, and the oak doors leading into her closet looked to be quite expensive. She had dressers along the walls that were probably worth more than an average person made in two or three months, and there were paintings hanging before me that were more than likely originals and not cheap imitations. Her bed was king-size, and she had the sheets and comforter all pulled back as she sat on the middle of the mattress waiting for me.Smiling from ear to ear, the beautiful brunette asked, “Do you have a preference to what side you sleep on?”I noticed that the bed sat directly next to a window overlooking the city. I thought it would be amazing to lie with her and gaze out across the lights of the nightlife, but I didn’t have to be directly in front of the window to do that. I shook my head and told her, “I’m good with either side.”She scooched over toward the window and began patting the spot to her left. “Come on over, then!”I made my way across the floor and could actually feel how comfortable the carpet was through my socks. When I stood in front of her bed, I paused for only a moment as I cleared my throat and brought up, “I want you to be honest with me, okay, Dinah?”She solemnly nodded while studying my countenance.“This is your home and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, so would you be okay if I slept with my shirt off? I get a little warm if I…”The buxom beauty broke out into an uncontrolled laugh as she pointed out, “We’re not twelve, Marcus! I won’t be offended if you sleep with your clothes off!”Her words didn’t go unnoticed as I peeled my t-shirt off. I thought about how fun it would’ve been to discard more than my shirt, but something held me back from doing so.“Geezus!”I glanced back at my brown-haired compeer while folding my shirt and setting it on a nearby dresser. “What is it?” I asked.Dinah looked my chest over and studied it closely with some assistance from the lamp she had on beside her bed. Her expression told the story, but in case I needed a little help, she mumbled, “Look at you…”I glanced down at my hairy chest and realized that the sultry cougar appreciated my physique. When I met her eyes again, I couldn’t help but smile since she was still staring.“Hit the gym much?” she asked as continued to examine my build.“Actually, I don’t. It’s not exactly my scene.”As I made my way back toward the bed, Dinah moved over to the side I would be sleeping on and threw her legs over the edge of the furniture. Her hands firmly gripped the mattress as she looked me over and pressed, “Where do you ever find the time to stay in such good shape?”“You should talk!” I chuckled as I stood about four feet away from her. “Look at the definition on those arms of yours!”She playfully flexed for me before asking me to do the same for her. I complied but felt silly while doing so since it wasn’t something I often did. Yes, I was in shape, but I was no bodybuilder by any stretch of the imagination. I didn’t think I was nearly as cut as she was making me out to be.After a little more playful banter back and forth, Dinah caught me completely off guard once again when she spoke up, “Marcus, before we go to sleep, would you be terribly offended if I touched myself?”I wasn’t sure I had heard the sultry cougar correctly. “Huh?”The buxom brunette shoved a hand down the front of her pajama pants and started viciously Beşevler Escort pleasuring herself while staring directly at my torso. I wondered if she noticed the boner she was giving me as well.I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing. I had been with girls who were older than me before, but not by a decade…and Dinah was super hot. I’m sure I’m not the only guy out there who feels that older women have a certain mystique to them that’s unparalleled. Add the fact that Dinah’s chest was stacked with the biggest rack of boobs I had ever seen on a natural beauty before…Instead of doing as nature dictated and grabbing my own piece to pleasure, I decided to instead clear my throat and ask, “Um, Dinah? Would you maybe want to take your shirt off also?”The top-heavy vixen answered by deviously smiling at me and then holding both of her arms up.I mouthed a silent “thank you” to any deity paying me any heed as I stepped forward to help the buxom beauty with her tank top. She continued to hold her arms up for me as I grabbed the bottom of it and started tugging it upward. It took me a few seconds to wrestle it past her enormous chest, but once I had done so, her tits came tumbling out of her top like a couple of boulders rolling down a hillside. They were nothing shy of miraculous.Those two breasts were wonders of the modern world that I could actually get behind. Not only did they look even larger once freed from their confinement, but her nipples were beyond perfect. I had been half expecting them to be the kind that looked like “pepperonis” due to the mammoth size of her breasts, but her areolas were of the same immaculate design as most of the other women I had been with. Her nips were just as flawless, and even though I’ve said it before, the allusion applies here tenfold: A baby could’ve sucked from those teats for a year and never been in danger of going hungry.Her areolas had bumps along them that I couldn’t wait to run my tongue over, and along with the nubs protruding from them, they were a light-brown color that complemented her tanned skin tone perfectly. I’m sure I looked like a loon as I just stood there staring at them.“Like what you see?”I finally met Dinah’s eyes and did my best to nod as I told her, “Like you wouldn’t fucking believe.” I added the curse for extra emphasis.I think she approved of my answer as she suddenly reached forward and grabbed me by the top of my pajama pants. She tugged me toward her and smiled cunningly as she said, “Now it’s my turn to see something I’m going to like!” And with that, she whipped my pants down…and my penis lunged forward like an untamed jungle cat as it connected with her face.After witnessing my sausage bashing Dinah in the left cheek, I couldn’t help but pull my pelvis back and begin profusely apologizing. “Aw, crap! I’m so sorry, Dinah! I didn’t mean for that…”“Are you kidding me, Marcus?” The sultry cougar cut me off with a laugh as she playfully batted at my swaying pecker. “That was fucking great! In fact…”I watched on in amazement as the mature vixen clasped my base and leaned forward so she could begin pounding my hard cock all over her countenance. I was witnessing it before my very eyes and I still couldn’t believe it.Pornographic mediums have us believing that all men sport dicks the length of a ruler with the girth of a woman’s upper arm, but that’s just not reality. I may not be nearly as long or thick, but I’ve Escort Beşevler always been fine with what I do have, and when Dinah began thumping my rigid organ against her face and smiled up at me before shoving it in her mouth, I’m pretty sure she was good with it as well.I ran my fingers through Dinah’s brown locks and closed my eyes while feeling supreme satisfaction course through my veins. I let out a few groans of approval as the woman worked her magic on my shaft, and when I felt my cock snaking its way toward the back of her throat, I couldn’t help but smile since it felt amazing to be with a woman who was ten years my senior. While the buxom brunette was by no means old, I think at some point in our lives, every man desires an “older” woman.I opened my eyes and glanced downward so I could watch Dinah pleasure my prick. “You’re so fucking good at sucking dick,” I complimented her as her head moved back and forth along my pole. I wasn’t sure if she was the kind of girl who would appreciate such a commendation, but I said it anyway. I’m pretty sure it did manage to tug at her heartstrings in some way because not only did she glance up at me and try to flash me one of her glorious smiles with her mouth full of my cock, but she suddenly shoved her free hand back down her pants. “Fuck yeah…”Dinah finally pulled my wanker out of her oral orifice and gasped for air. Strands of saliva connected my length to her lower lip and chin, and she gazed up at me again while saying, “You’re so fucking GOOD, Marcus! I could eat your dick all day, every day!”I couldn’t help but chuckle as I ran a hand through her wavy, brown locks and told her, “I think I’d like that a hell of a lot more than you would!”“I wouldn’t be so sure!” The mature vixen fired back as she shot forward and began gobbling down my inches yet again. My body shuddered as she did so since the feeling of having my cock down her throat was breathtaking.In the past, I usually let any woman I was being intimate with control the tempo of how she wanted to go about blowing me. The way I figured it, if a girl was willing to go down on me, she should be the one in control of what she was doing. That was kind of an unwritten rule I had. However, something about Dinah made me want to break it. I don’t know if it was due to her age or her overall demeanor around me, but I couldn’t hold myself back.With both hands on the sultry cougar’s head, I began moving her back and forth along my length as I started to thrust my pelvis forward and back. The second I started doing so, she released her hold on me and opened her mouth even wider. She tightly closed her eyes and let me whale away on her throat as her tits wildly flopped about below. I had never done anything so sinfully delightful…but I quickly snapped back to reality when I heard intense gurgling sounds coming from her.I pulled my cock out of the brunette’s mouth and released my hold on her head as I immediately apologized, “I’m sorry, Dinah! I wasn’t hurting you, was I?”“Why’d you stop?” The busty vixen resolutely queried. “I was just getting warmed up!”“It sounded like you were choking!” I replied. “I’ve…I’ve never really taken control of a blowjob like that before, and I was afraid that…”“You might be a little too sweet for your own good!” The charismatic cougar educated me. “While I appreciate the fact that you don’t want to hurt me, I think you should know that a little Beşevler Escort Bayan force never hurts…and if it does, trust me when I say that I’ll let you know!”I promptly nodded my understanding.“With that being said,” Dinah deviously finished her thought, “Shove that cock back in my mouth and fuck my throat!”It was amazing that I didn’t blow a load right then and there. I can’t think of too many red-blooded males who wouldn’t want to hear a beautiful woman say those very words.The blue-eyed beauty opened wide for me as I placed my hands on the side of her face and guided my prick back into her oral orifice. I let out a low moan while feeling my inches glide across her wet tongue and toward her gullet. I once again closed my eyes while taking complete control.Dinah didn’t have to know it, but I did my best to go easier on her the second time around. She had told me that I could be a little forceful, but I truly didn’t want to inflict any kind of harm on this warmhearted woman. I didn’t want to physically hurt any woman for that matter, but after everything the brown-haired beauty had done for me, I would’ve never forgiven myself if I had accidentally gone too far.I know there are a lot of guys out there who like to throw their weight around during the act of lovemaking. In my opinion, when a guy gets rough beyond what’s good for the woman, it can no longer be identified as “lovemaking,” but becomes flat-out domination. While some guys enjoy this and some women out there are even okay with it too, I’m just not one of those guys. I could never get enjoyment out of purposely hurting my partner, and being overly physical with a girl has just never appealed to me. I’m all for some action and acrobatics, but when it comes to causing a female permanent injury to get off…fuck that.As Dinah gargled while devouring my dick, I glanced down and noticed her squeezing her massive melons together. Well, maybe I should say that she was “trying” to squeeze her massive melons together because her mountains were so large and sweaty, they were spilling out of her hands. She kept trying to do so until finally giving up and shoving both of her appendages down her pants. I could only imagine what kind of slippery fun she was having in there.A couple minutes passed with a few breaks for air in between before my beauteous partner asked if we could do something else. I was certainly game for whatever she had to offer, and when she suddenly stood up before me, I took a step back to allow her room as my heart raced. I wondered what she had in mind as she placed one thumb under the elastic band of her pants and looked me directly in the eyes while asking, “Do you promise not to make fun of me?”At first, I had no idea what the voluptuous vixen was talking about, but then my mind was completely diverted from whatever my brown-haired compeer had planned as I noticed something for the first time. “Holy shit, Dinah!” I called out in shock.“What is it?”Due to her enormous jugs blocking my view earlier, I finally laid eyes on her toned abs for the first time. Her breasts were so big that they covered part of them, but when I finally stepped forward and lifted them both out of the way a bit…Dinah laughed and asked, “What are you doing?”“You have washboard abs, girl!” I called out as I checked out the fit figure of the mature woman I had the honor of being with. “Holy shit! I knew you were in shape, but I didn’t know you were this fucking in shape! And to think that you were actually impressed by me! Holy hotness!”Dinah continued to laugh and playfully batted at my hands. I think she may have actually been blushing a bit. I found it incredible that I could make an older woman become giddy in such a way.
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32
Bir yanıt bırakın