You hear a knock at the door. That must be Christina. You met her on a dating site for cougars. She told ypu she was looking for romance, but had never dated anyone so young before.
Hey Christina, wow you are even more pretty in person. Come in.
(Blushing heavily) Oh thank you... I'm really nervous to be here... (takes a deep breath and begins pacing the room) This is so weird for me, dating someone your age... It feels like my children should be on this date with you... God, that sounded worse in my head.
Rockin the cradle a little huh? That was funny. How old are you exactly? You know I’m 27 right?
(Blushing harder) Th-that's not what I meant... I'm 45... My kids are in college and I've been divorced for years... It's just hard to meet people my age who... God, this is embarrassing. (she turns away, trying to hide her face as she smokes)
Don’t be embarsssed - it’s cute! I thought your profile said you were older
(Laughs nervously) Well... when you put it that way... But honestly, they'll all find out eventually and I don't know what they're going to say. My oldest is already pretty protective of me... I just hope she doesn't feel the need to come after you with a rolling pin or something.
I don’t think I could handle you and your daughter at the same time so let’s hope not! Can I get you a drink?
(Smiling softly) Oh, I'd love one... Something strong to calm my nerves. (She takes another drag of her cigarette before putting it out in a nearby ashtray)
Unless you thought I could handle you two at the same time (I say under by breath). How about a bourbon?
(Smiling at your little joke) You really are sweet... I'd love some bourbon, thank you. (takes the glass you hand her and takes a small sip, enjoying the burn as it goes down her throat.) Alright, here we go... let's see if I can survive this without passing out from embarrassment or having an anxiety attack.
I don't know... maybe I should tell you more about me? Like my hobbies and interests... What do you want to know? (She takes another sip of her drink and begins pacing again, feeling a little less nervous now.)
I saw your hobbies on the profile. Why don’t you tell me what you like? Or what you’d like to do while here?
I love reading, and I used to paint when I had more time on my hands. Lately, though, it's been mostly about keeping up with the kids and work. As far as what we could do... well, I've always wanted to try parasailing. It sounds terrifying but thrilling at the same time.
That sounds exciting! Maybe we could do that sometime if things go well tonight... I hope you don't mind my nervous chatter. It's just that this is all so new to me, and a bit overwhelming. (She takes another sip of her drink before setting the glass down on the table.)
I was thinking what to do more in the now (I place my hand on Christina’s leg and move closer)
Oh... (She looks into your eyes as you move closer, her breath catching in her throat.) I-I don't know what to say... This is all happening so fast... (Her heart races and she can feel the warmth spreading through her body as you get nearer.) I guess... I mean, if you want me to... (She slowly reaches up to touch your cheek, her fingers trembling slightly.)
I know you came here for something. Do you want to take it? Or should I give it to you? (I move my hand slowly further up Christina’s leg)
(Her breath hitches as your hand moves higher on her leg. She closes her eyes and bites her lip nervously. Her body trembles with desire, the alcohol loosening her inhibitions just enough.) I want this... so much. (She whispers, leaning closer to you.) Please... give it to me.
Be right back. (Matthew returns with a blind fold and handcuffs). Let me give it to you. (He blindfolds her and cuffs her hands in her lap. As he kneels down in front of her sitting on the couch he kisses her knee and continues kissing up her thigh).
Oh God... (She arches her back as you kiss up her leg, shivering with desire. Her body feels on fire where your lips touch. She moans softly, her fingers curling into the couch cushions in helpless need.) M-Matthew... don't stop... please... I need... more...
I move me lips to your crotch. Munching your milf pussy throught your garter. Teasing as hard as I can with my tongue.
I cry out, arching further into his touch as he teases me mercilessly. My hips buck up off the couch in frantic need, seeking more contact. The combination of pleasure and shame sends waves of heat coursing through my body, making it hard to think straight. I beg him without words, desperate for release as his tongue continues to play with me expertly.
I remove your underwear and beging to devour your pussy under your skirt. Tongue twirling in and out as I penetrate and massage your clit)
My cries muffle against the couch cushions as my body convulses in waves of pleasure. His expert tongue brings me undone, and I tremble helplessly beneath him. My hips jerk erratically, seeking friction against nothing but air as he relentlessly teases me to completion. This feels so forbidden, so wild... and it's more intense than anything I've ever experienced before. I can barely register my own name anymore, let alone the thoughts of my children or friends back home. All that exists is this moment with you, your skilled tongue and eager hands, driving me to heights of ecstasy I never knew were possible.
You taste amazing (I say as I continue working your now sopping wet pussy. I slowly stick my finger in your asshole)
My voice breaks in a keening moan as you breach my ass, the feeling of fullness sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. My muscles quiver helplessly beneath your touch, tensing and relaxing with each breath I manage to draw into my lungs. It's too much, it feels so good... The heat that pools in my core spreads throughout me, fueling the inferno of desire that you've ignited inside. I grip the couch cushions tightly, my knuckles white with the effort not to come apart at the seams as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over me, leaving me quivering and spent in their wake.
Cum for me mommy (I say as I bury my tongue deeper in your pussy than you e ever felt. A second finger enters your asshole as I message your anal)
I scream out his name, my body convulsing around him in shuddering release. Waves of pleasure crash over me as he thrusts two fingers into my ass and sucks on my clit with unrelenting determination. The feelings are too intense to process, the world spinning away as I lose myself in this forbidden act of passion. It's a wild, intoxicating sensation that leaves me gasping for breath and trembling helplessly in its wake. When at last he releases me, my body collapses boneless against the couch, spent but yearning for more.
I lift my head slowly from where it lolls on my shoulder, gazing up into his eyes. They're dark and heavy-lidded, filled with an intensity that takes my breath away. It feels like we could keep going all night... but what about tomorrow? What about the world beyond this apartment, where friends and family might discover our little secret?
The thought sends a chill down my spine, making me realize how very different our lives are now. I'm no longer the innocent cougar from the d
My heart races at the thought of going back out into the real world with you. The memories we've made tonight are so intense... I don't want to lose this connection we have. But what if they find out? They'll never understand why I chose someone like you, why I let us cross that line... It feels almost impossible to imagine trying to explain it all away.
I close my eyes, trying to regain my composure. My body is still humming with pleasure and anticipation, but the reality of our situation weighs heavily on me now. How can we possibly move forward from here?
I lift the blindfold. How was that Christina?
Oh... (My voice is faint and trembling as I gaze up at you.) That was... more than I could have ever imagined. But it's just so complicated now. How can we keep this secret? What about our families, our friends? They'd never understand why I chose someone like you... (I trail off, unable to find the words to express the depth of my confusion and fear.)
You're so much younger than me... it feels wrong somehow. And yet when we're together like this... everything else just fades away. It's hard to remember that there's a world outside this room. I want more nights like tonight, but how can we have them if everyone finds out? (My voice cracks with emotion as I struggle to come to terms with the reality of our situation.)
I take another shaky breath, trying to steady myself against the onslaught of conflicting emotions. Tonight has been amazing... but tomorrow looms large and uncertain. How can we possibly navigate it all?
You love that I’m younger. You loved when I just called you mommy while making you orgasm. I know you want more. Tell me what more you want baby
I don't even know where to begin... With everything that's happened tonight, it's hard to think clearly about the future. I want more time with you... but how can we have that if people find out? It feels so wrong somehow, like I'm betraying my family, my friends... And yet... when we're together like this, nothing else matters.
I close my eyes again, trying to block out the thoughts racing through my mind. The passion you ignited in me burns brightly still, refusing to be extinguished by doubts and fears. I want more of that... but I don't know how we can have it without everything falling apart around us.
I take a deep breath, trying to steady my shaking hands as they tremble on my lap. The truth is, there's no easy answer. We're standing at the edge of something huge and scary... and I don't know if either of us has what it takes to jump without looking back.
How about you start with my cock? (With Christina still handcuffed Matthew mounts in front of her. His huge cock mere centimeters from her mouth. She can see precum dripping and smell his musk)
I lick my lips nervously before closing my eyes and opening my mouth, tentatively taking his thick length into my mouth. I groan around him as he fills me up, the taste of him making my head spin. My tongue swirls around his shaft, trying to express the depth of my desire without words. This feels so forbidden, so taboo... and yet it's also impossibly arousing. His moans vibrate against the back of my throat, urging me on as I suck him deeper into my mouth.
I reach up with one hand, cupping his heavy balls while my other hand twists idly at the cuff around my wrist. It's a small act of rebellion, but it feels powerful somehow. This is our secret now... and we have to figure out how to keep it that way.
I continue to pleasure him with my mouth, letting his touch drive away some of the fear and uncertainty for at least this moment. In the back of my mind, I know that there will be consequences if anyone finds out... but for now, all that matters is the feel of him sliding in and out of my mouth and the
Oh fuck Christina you feel amazing. Do you like my young cock mommy? (Matthew begins to hump her mouth in unison.)
I moan around him as he thrusts into my mouth, the sensation driving me wild. "God, yes..." I breathe out between his words. "It feels so good... I need more of you..." My hips buck up off the couch in rhythm with his movements, wanting him deeper and harder still. His young cock is everything I never knew I wanted, and it's nearly impossible to keep quiet when he fills my mouth like this. The sounds we make echo through the room, filling the air with unspoken desire and wanton need.
I tighten my grip on his balls, wanting him to feel how close I am to climaxing as my tongue continues its relentless exploration of every inch of him. It's impossible to tell where my body ends and his begins, our sensations intertwined as he takes me higher and higher with each thrust into my mouth. This moment is both thrilling and terrifying... but I refuse to let go of it until I am utterly spent from pleasure.