Older lady - post vacation fun

It had been a slow drive back from the airport, having spent a month in Spain. I took my things in and laid back on the sofa. The garden looked scorched with the summer that we were having.

I dozed, tired from the long drive but was keen to sunbathe and enhance my tan. I made myself a cool drink, grabbed a towel and laid it on the grass, taking off my shorts, leaving just my thong on, the way I had sunbathed on vacation.

As I did this, my gaze was drawn to the upstairs window next door and the curtains moving. It was Pauline, she was sixty years old or so. She'd lost her husband the year before and was a sweet soul, always asking after me across the years.

Our eyes caught each other, I smiled. She held my gaze for what felt like an age but was probably only seconds. It was hot and I mopped the sweat off my forehead and laid down.

I continued with my drink and had the radio on. A voice came from over the fence, "hey Steve, do you need some lotion rubbed in, it is hot you know". Ha, ha I said, you're so kind Pauline.

I laid back down and continued to doze. The doorbell chimed. I put my shorts on and answered, it was Pauline, I was a little taken aback, she had a towel with her and wore just a loose top, bra and panties, and had the lotion in her hand. Do you know what she said, I couldn't find my bikini, too many years of being a naturist she joked.

I'm not disturbing you am I Steve she said, can I join you? Of course you're not disturbing me I spluttered, come on in.

She walked through to the kitchen, she may have been in her sixties but her breasts were perky and her the outline of her generous rounded ass clear under the loose top. I felt my cock grow a little as she walked in.

You're sunbathing then, I saw from upstairs? Yes, I said, just back and time for a beer and sun. Mind if I join she said. Please do, I said, my heart pounding a little.

She wandered out, her body outlined by the bright sunlight. It's hot she remarked as she bent over to lay her towel next to mine. Her back to me, she took a while to lay the towel down, and took her top off. The white cotton of her panties was thin, nearly translucent with moisture, clinging to the damp hollow of her spine.

Come join me she beckoned. Take those shorts off she said, as you were just now !!

She smiled, as I stepped out of my shorts, her gaze on my ever growing cock, now stretching my thong. She unclasped her bra, her breasts, heavy and full, swaying as they were released. She straightened, and the motion was a slow, languid stretch, a cat uncurling to a patch of sun.

She turned, wiping a forearm across her brow, and her eyes met mine. A slow, knowing smile spread across her lips. Her nipples were erect, hard, two dark, prominent points, impossible to ignore. They were large, the areolas wide and dark, a perfect, mouth-watering target.

"Hot enough for you?" she asked, her voice a low, purr that cut through the hum of the insects. "God yes, you're hot," I replied, my own voice a low rumble. My eyes didn't leave hers. I held her gaze, letting the silence stretch, letting the heat between us build until it was a palpable, living thing. She didn't look away. She bit her lower lip, a slow, deliberate gesture.

I meant the weather actually, but yes, I'm hot she said, again holding my gaze again looking at my thong as I grew ever bigger. Hmmmmm ..... that's big she said ........

She turned back to position her towel, but this time, the bend was different. It was slower, more deliberate. She arched her back, pushing her ass out, the cotton straining. The fabric had ridden up, exposing the smooth, pale skin of the underside of her cheeks, the fabric wedged deep between them, marking the contours of her pussy lips.

It was an invitation. A blatant, unspoken offer. I didn't hesitate. The grass beneath my feet was thick and damp, cool against my bare skin. My world narrowed to the view of her ass and the panties. The sound of her breathing, to the scent of sweat, sunscreen and pussy, what looked to be something wet, very wet.

"Let's get those panties off", my voice coming from just behind her. She didn't startle. She knew I was right there. She simply turned her head, her dark hair sticking to her cheek, her eyes half-lidded. "Yes, I think you've got it under control."

"Have I," I whispered, my hand reaching out, my fingers tracing the damp, hot skin of her shoulder, sliding down her arm. She shivered. I pressed my body against her back. I could feel the heat radiating from her, the solid, soft curve of her ass pressing against my hips. My hand moved from her arm, sliding around her waist, my fingers splaying across the taut, damp fabric of her stomach. She let out a soft, shuddering breath, her head falling back against my shoulder. She turned in my arms, her body molding against mine. Her mouth was hot and hungry, tasting of salt and wanton. Her tongue pushed past my lips, demanding, searching. It was a kiss that wasn't a question. It was a claim, a claim on me.

She broke the kiss to stand there before me, she was bare to the waist, her breasts full and heavy, her nipples erect, beaded with sweat. I didn't look. I bent my head and took one in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the hard, pebbled tip, tasting the salt of her skin. She moaned, a low, guttural sound that seemed to vibrate through her whole body. Her hands gripped my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin. "Oh My God, yes," she hissed. "Fuck, yes." I pushed her back, my hands finding the edges of her panties.

I could see the swell of her thighs, thin, white cotton panties, already dark with a wet stain at the crotch. The sight sent a jolt of raw, animal hunger through me. I hooked my fingers into the waistband, pulling them down. The scent of sex was palpable.

She stepped out of them, her pussy bared to the hot, heavy air. It was beautiful. A thatch of dark, neatly trimmed with the occasional grey hair matted above the smooth lips. They were slick, glistening with her arousal. I knelt, my hands on her hips, pulling her towards me. She didn't resist.

She spread her legs, as I leaned in. I inhaled her scent - musky, sweet. My tongue found her clit, and I licked it, a long, slow, deliberate stroke from bottom to top. Her gasp was sharp, her hips bucking against my face. I held her steady, my tongue working her, circling the tight nub, flicking it, sucking it into my mouth. Her taste flooded my senses, a heady, intoxicating brew.

"Don't stop Steve," she breathed, her voice a ragged plea. "Please, don't stop." I've watched you for so many years, all the while wanting your huge cock inside me. I didn't stop. I licked and sucked and teased until her legs were trembling, until her moans were a continuous, ragged stream. Her juices coated my chin, my lips.

I slid a finger inside her, then two, feeling the hot, tight, slick grip of her cunt. She was close, so close.

Her body was taut, every muscle straining. I pushed her over the edge. Her climax hit her like a wave, her body convulsing, her cries sharp, desperate and loud. She bucked against my face, her fingers pulling my hair, her thighs clamping around my head. I didn't stop, drinking her pleasure, milking every last tremor from her body until she slumped against me, panting, weak.

I stood, my own cock aching, straining against my thong. I just tore it off, and let my cock spring free, now fully erect, long, hard and thick, the head glistening with pre-cum. An enraged red with the flow of blood. She saw it, and her eyes widened, a slow, predatory smile spreading across her face. She reached out, her hands wrapping around the shaft, a soft, possessive squeeze. "God Steve, you're huge. I want this inside me," she said, her voice a low, husky command. "Right now." I didn't need to be told twice.

Kneel down I barked, she arched her back, presenting her ass to me, her pussy wet and open and waiting. God Pauline that pussy looks amazing, I bet it takes a lot of cock ! It's been a long while Steve, but it does, a lot of cock indeed, my husband was very well endowed!!

I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my cock pressing against her slick, hot lips. I looked down at the sight. Her round, pale ass, the dark, wet slit of her cunt, the way she was trembling, waiting. It was a vision.

I pushed, she was so wet, she opened to let me in. The sight was wonderful, this older pussy gobbling up my cock. She purred, fuck, fuck god yes "FUCK ME STEVE". I need it so much.

Slowly, inch by inch, I sank into her. She was tight, hot, a perfect, wet glove that gripped me with every inch I drove. She cried out, a sound of pure, raw pleasure. Too big, too big she called as I went deeper, the slurping noises of her cunt as I began a rhythm. I held still for a moment, then buried deeper inside her, bringing a purr of pleasure. I could feel her cunt clench and pulse around me. Then I began to move. Do you want it I asked, slapping her ass cheeks, every inch? My hand reddened those large cheeks, making them wobble. Well - do you? Yes, yes she called out loud.

I began a slower rhythm, in and out, with long strokes. Ugh, ugh, her cries grew. That's a good girl I whispered in her ear. My hands reached round to her nipples and tweaked them hard, rolling their firmness in my fingers. Her orgasm hit hard, causing her to gasp, and let out a squirt of pussy juices over my fully erect cock, now very much deep inside her.

I was now like a piston, full speed, pulling her hair back as I drove my cock deeper inside. My balls now slapped her ass cheeks as I built. Come inside me Steve she called loud, cum in my love tunnel. I want your spunk. I was close now as she again squirted over me. The sensation rose through my body as I erupted inside her, hot semen squirted deep.

We both collapsed panting. You're one hell of a fuck Pauline. It's going to be a good summer.