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Being an older horny female who likes to suck cock could be a problem, but not for me luckily. I live in an Eastern town which is home to several nearby Ivy League Universities. One day I got the bright idea of placing an ad in the sexy singles pages of the local weekly publication. Of course I had to sift through the replies but since there were so many I had my pick of quite a lot of horny young cocks. And you know how young men like to brag I knew that the number would double if not triple once word got out about my willingness to suck young cock.

Ironically many confessed that their girlfriends would not give them head. And of course many were nerdy geeks who had only fantasized about getting blown before meeting me. One great thing about younger guys who have never gotten head is that once you blow them they always come back for more. Plus they are more than willing to do anything for you sexually to get more head for themselves, anything. Read the rest of this entry »

Being as old as I am now, over 40 is all I will divulge to you, I have discovered a fondness for seducing younger men. Now younger means from 40 to 18 years of age, and since my profession has me traveling most of the time, I am able to come into contact with quite a few males of assorted ages and backgrounds. What it is I find that turns me and them on the most these days is using my feet to jerk them off with. It is the truest form of safe sex imaginable.

It works perfectly for those guys with a hang up for feet, shoes, and socks or stockings too. So I have collected quite an assortment of sexy shoes and stockings not to mention pantyhose. You should see the wide eyed looks on their faces when I come into the room wearing nothing but pantyhose which often are crotchless. I lay down on the opposite end of the bed and position myself so my feet can easily massage their stiff upright cocks as they lay back smiling and watching as I let my feet do all the nasty dirty work. Many like to smell, lick and kiss my feet first so many times when I have a date I do not wash them for a few days to make sure they smell nice and nasty for them. So far not one has complained about the rank, dank odor they give off and many have insisted on licking them clean first and even after they have shot a huge gob of come all over them.

I find feet can really be an added aphrodisiac to most men who secretly harbor some sort of foot fetish whether it be wearing woman’s shoes smelling them or sucking off women’s toes like they were ten tiny cocks. Amazing to as I had never contemplated foot jobs as being such a turn on to men. To think of all the years I had wasted just giving hand jobs and head to them, my ex-husband included. I know that kinky bastard would have loved to eat his own come off my stinking bare feet.

You would think the younger men still in their late teens and early twenties would rather get fucked or sucked, but no. Most have eagerly accepted my bare or stocking clad feet rubbing them off to ecstasy. Why just last weekend I managed to talk a hotel busboy to coming up to my room after his shift and keep me company for awhile. He was so into it I had him wearing my shoes and panties as I jerked his hard young cock off between my sweaty feet making him cry out loudly as he shot off all over them. It is also amazing how many grown men are into women’s panties in a big way. Then I politely asked if he would not mind cleaning them off with his tongue.

I figured he would have no part in it but was pleasantly surprised when he took them in his strong hands and brought them up to his handsome face to clean with is long moist tongue. He took his time too and almost made me come just from sucking my toes as I fingered my already wet pussy as he looked on in wonder. I guess he had never experienced such an unusually sexually challenging female, not to mention an older more mature one like myself. Experience is the key and you get it by doing it over and over and over again and loving it. I cannot wait for winter to get here because my knee high boots make my feet sweat and stink something awful.

I became aware of my overwhelming sexual attraction for women old enough to be my mother (or, in some cases, my grandmother) long before the movie “American Pie” came out and put the phrase MILF (Mom I’d Like to Fuck) into the vernacular.In retrospect, I believe it’s all because I’m one of those guys who actually 
did fuck his best friend’s Mom when I was a senior in high school. Well, she 
was really his stepmother, but hey, what the heck?

Anyway, from that day on I’ve never looked back and although I have tried 
relationships with women closer to my own age or younger, I keep going back to find older sexually experienced women to fuck. Trust me; there are plenty of them out there.

My best friend Adam was scheduled to enter the Army shortly after we 
graduated from high school a few years ago. He had lived alone with his 
stepmother, Belinda, for years, ever since his Dad had run off back when we were in middle school. His real Mom had died when he was just a baby and to him Belinda was “Mom”.

Belinda decided to throw a big going away bash for her boy about a week 
before he was to leave for basic training. In their backyard out by the 
pool, there were tons of food and drink (Belinda kind of turned her head the 
other way at the beer most of the guys snuck in) and she even hired a 
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Myself and a few of my closest girlfriends thought we might partake in the festivities of Mardi Gras down in the Big Easy. We had made ample preparations ahead of time since Marie, a 42-year-old recent divorcee and the youngest in our group, is a travel agent. So needless to say our hotel was not only in walking distance to Bourbon Street but one of those old ones instilled with character and Southern charm.

All of us had been partying way too much from the get go, as were all of the others who were down there to celebrate this annual event of debauchery. So there we were, four “mature females”, there for the very first time and loving every bizarre minute of it. It was as though we were al making up for lost tike of some other insufficient part of our lives and seizing the moment at hand with both hands.

Well by the second evening I was more than exhausted from having way too much fun. We kissed enough strangers and exposed our tits and asses for beads that we knew many a home video would be showing them on a regular basis. This newfound naughtiness was certainly intriguing to us not to mention making us more than horny. Well to stay in for the rest of the evening and order up some room service and take a hot bath.

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Being eighteen and feeling I knew all there was to know about life, I made one slight mistake, cursing in front of my boss. The crude words no sooner left my mouth, than she came stomping into the kitchen grabbed hold of my ponytail and gave me her stern ultimatum. Either I allow her to wash my foul mouth out with a bar of soap or receive an old fashioned bare assed spanking from her.

Stunned yet bewildered I pondered my fate, but took too long as she decided for me as she pulled me by my fashionable ponytail into her pink decorated bedroom. She had been divorced for many years and had prided herself at going back to school to learn interior design. Her entire house, which she worked out of, was an example of her newfound ambitions. One had to admit this older lady did have a gift for decorating.

She ordered me to remove all my clothing and kept telling me how she never ever wanted to hear me use that kind of language in her house. I got the message as I embarrassingly fumbled with my buttons removing first my shirt throwing it to the carpet, next my pants as I unzipped them while she watched leering that look of hers of utter disapproval. I managed to step from my jeans standing there in just my white cotton briefs as she eyed me intently. It was the first time she had ever seen me undressed obviously. She sternly ordered me to take off my underwear so she could really give my ass the punishment it deserved for using such nasty language in the house.

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Even for a woman of my age, starting a new job was the equivalent of being a youngster at a new school, as far as I was concerned. My latest move up the corporate ladder had me accepting yet another transfer from the comfort zone of my last surroundings, although they too, were far from home to me. Now I was in the Midwestern region of the country struggling to make a new life for myself. Far away were the concrete and glass high-rises I cut my business teeth on. No more decadent night spots for me. Now I was to become a mature, country woman, or so I assumed.

Everyone at my new job was nice to me. Of course none of them knew from looking at me that I was such a kinky female. Even Todd, who worked in my section, did not seem to notice, even though he did befriend me immediately upon my arrival. Yet, he was the tall, rugged, handsome younger man type, while I was the shorter pudgier older female. So it actually seemed unusual that Todd was even talking to me, let alone carrying on a lengthy conversation showing he was more than interested with me.

This took place my first day as we agreed to have lunch together in the company’s cafeteria area. Although he was conservative in his manners, his language was quite the opposite. Mostly risqué at times, and the lewd subject matters of which he often made reference to, really made me hot. The hell with sexual harassment in the workplace, I loved it. You see he was talking about underwear, his to be more precise. Todd evidently had quite a passion for it and his collection was rather intriguing.

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 Oddly enough I would never have thought that such a carefree summer would change my life. It all began once I had agreed to help out at the local gas station and mini mart owned by a family friend. Mr. Jennings was a quiet good-natured man and working for him was very much a pleasure. All was easy going and I loved working around engines, although my job was strictly to cashier and help customers at the gas pumps by allowing them access to each specific gas pump station. I was hot and dirty at times, but being an older woman direly in need of work, I loved very minute of it. Besides that the worst of the summer was over and fall was arriving shortly.

It was located at the outskirts of town along the exit entrance ramps of the interstate highway, which most of our small town depended on. It was full of restaurants, motels, and a few other mini mart style gas stations, but we were the only full service with the exception of a large truck stop which was located miles up the interstate.

We were strategically situated, as Mr. Jennings liked to say in just the right distance between stops so that most motorists and even a few truckers would pull in for needed services. I loved this job, but never knew just how much until a month ago. It was late at night near closing when I was working alone and heard the bell ring, signaling a customer had pulled up to the pump needing service. It was a dark maroon tow truck. One of the many independent wild catters that prowled along the interstate in search of broke down motorist needing assistance.

I thought I knew most of them, but this souped up rig was new to me. It was fancy with pin striping and extra work lights mounted on top of the cab. When the driver exited I was shocked at first. For having such a sparkling clean rig he was quite a mess. Although rather tall he was a big burly type in his late teens or early twenties with a few teeth missing. He had a long beard and long hair, which straggled out from his dirty baseball cap. He smelled too, of rather ripe body odors and his tight fitting jeans all but held in his big bulging nut sack. They too were dusty and greasy, as was his denim shirt with cut off sleeves. This made his big muscled arms seem even larger as I slowly leaned over and approached him asking what I might do for him.

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Oddly enough it all started out rather innocent at first. I was in town for an unspecified period of time working for my company, which is one of the Fortune 500. My position allows me some amenities such as a rented house in a rather nice neighborhood, which of course included a pool with servicing as well as regular scheduled lawn service. This was how I first came to meet the younger men who would be working on the pool and doing the landscape work for my newly rented company home.

My corporate position allowed me the freedom to work from the house at least one day a week. It was on just such a day I gazed out my window to see the most gorgeous young man working topless in the rear yard. After boldly introducing myself I found out that his name was Robert and that his age was 21. We became close friends immediately and soon started seeing each other socially. It did not take long before I had my way with him, as he was such an eager seduction, which is something I enjoy doing when dating younger men. I may not be as young as I used to be but that does not stop me from seducing younger men and enjoying their lust. It seems younger men really do enjoy making love with an older woman and I try to take advantage of it each and every time I can.

When Robert and I first began experimenting with sex toys it all seemed so innocent, but now we are both sex crazed auto-erotic deviates. We both went well past our limits of sanity concerning inserting objects up both my aged holes. Lately I have a penchant for aluminum base ball bats which Robert loves to administer wearing a baseball player’s uniform for added effect, or at least so he says. It gives a whole new meaning to the phrase, “batter up”.

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” Do you need help out?”, a voice behind me asked.
“In every way!”, I replied without even looking back.

When I did, I was pleasantly surprised. A tan athletic body with a very charming college boy grin attached to it was offering to take my grocery cart. His red apron set off some devishly disarming green eyes. He openly scanned my body, making me blush.

“Umm, yeah okay.”

As we strolled out , I noticed a lady having a terrible time with her children and a clumsy cart. I realized that she probably needed his help more and yet, here he was. I smiled. After all, this was a kid and I am well 40, (still damn fine though!). He must have liked what he saw, cause he really started to chat me up.

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In order to do justice to this description of a unique poker game I need to introduce the players. Ladies first naturally, Ceil is a petite red-head with measurements that run 34-23-35 and besides having the tightest pussy I have ever experienced is a ball of fire in bed. Dian is more demure brunette 5 feet 4 plainer than the other ladies with smaller tits and a fantastic ass that as it turns out really gets hot in a bi-sexual grouping. Carol is a tall perfectly proportioned blond with a figure that runs 36-25-36 over her 5 foot eleven inch frame, and an equally diverse sexual appetite. Patti is a petite dirty blond with young firm tits and a fantastic ass, she loves to suck cock and pussy and takes her time giving pleasure. For myself I sport a 10 inch rod on my 6 foot 180 pound frame and just love to suck and fuck pussy, mouth, and assholes of as many women as I can. To start the ladies made me set the rules for the game, which were simply five card draw nothing wild except for the sex. All players must ante and no raises. The winner is the holder of the highest hand and the looser the holder of the low hand. The winner gets to remove the lost piece of clothing and do whatever he or she wants to what gets uncovered. The looser can ask for additional stimulation as long as it doesn’t require the removal of additional clothing. I had a feeling this was a setup since all of my poker partners were dressed in similar outfits, skirts and blouses, with more than one showing hard stiff nipples even at this early stage of our adventure. HAND 1: This first hand went quickly with Dian winning over Ceil both girls were a bit nervous as they left the table but Dian wasted no time in removing Ceil’s blouse revealing her small firm tits with their erect pink nipples. The site of this had me fully erect immediately. Dian gave Ceil a full deep kiss then descend to her firm naked breasts fondling them and sucking hard on Ceil’s stiff pink nipples as though they were miniature cocks. Ceil took Dian’s hand and pushed it under her short skirt and from Ceil’s ever increasing moans of pleasure and the squishing sounds I knew Dian’s fingers were fully inserted up Ceil’s hot wet pussy. After about two minutes of this hot pairing Ceil had an orgasm and Dian removed her sopping hand and proceeded to suck Ceil’s juices from her fingers.

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