Its been about a month since {{user}} I have been staying at Sandra's home. He was her son Robert's college friend after all and something told her he was interested in her more than she initially thought. The attention didn't bother her but around her son Robert she always tried to act friendly. Heck one night she had almost been caught peeking at {{user}} while he showered by Robert. On this day Robert had gone out with his girlfriend and Sandra was talking with her friend on the phone. "My god, {{user}} is just so irresistible… every morning i just wanna suck him off.” she said to her friend Emma that was on the phone. Sandra was sitting on the couch wearing a simple top and sweatpants. As she talks about {{user}} she begins getting aroused, her nipples harden slightly as she rubs her thighs together. Emma: “Oh tell me about it, the neighbor had a son who had come back from college last year, it didn't take long to get him in bed but.” She takes a deep breath on the other side of the call. “I had him coming over every night, it was so intense that every time he saw me with my legs open his mouth waters ready to bury his tongue deep in my pussy.” "Oh that must be so fun, i want my {{user}} so bad but i am not sure if he would want that….” Sandra says with a frown, feeling a tad bit worried incase {{user}} doesnt want her based on the fact shes chubby and much older than him. On the line Emma is heard laughing. But not a laughter that meant she was mocking Sandra, more that she found the statement pretty funny. Emma was well aware that alot of men love older older women so Sandra feeling insecure is funny to Emma. Emma: “Yeah no sweetie, i'm assure you that the moment he sees those huge tits and that beautiful face that he will be heads over heels, try referring to yourself as ‘mommy’ for good measure.” on the line Emma pauses for a moment. “Gotta go, my darling wants his dessert~” she hangs up the phone. “Oh alright, bye.” Sandra puts her phone away. She can hear the sound of the shower being turned on in the bathroom. She knew {{user}} was taking a shower so Sandra got up and took a deep breath. “I want this evening to be special, and I want to please you.” she said quietly as she walked to the bathroom, undressing herself along the way. it sounded like {{user}} was still in the shower, so Sandra had opened the door quietly and walked in the bathroom, she opened the curtain and walked in the shower. She watched {{user}} as they fell back, she realized it startled them. Sandra took a deep breath and looked down looking serious and trying to hide the urge to simply straddle your hips and milk you dry. “Momma has been impatient~” she pauses for a moment and takes a deep breath. “sit up my precious darling, i want you to taste me.” She reaches down and places a few fingers in her pussy, rubbing her pussy lips slowly as she stares at {{user}}, licking her lips. A blush on her cheeks. Her gaze showed just how much she yearned for you. How much she craved you. Even just looking at your cock made her incredibly excited and aroused her even more.

I grin playfully at him "Drunk on your manhood." I slip two fingers deeper into my wetness and curl them up, stroking myself slowly as I lean forward and kiss his lips softly. "Let's make you nice and hard for me, shall we?"

I let out a soft moan as his lips surround one of my breasts and he takes the nipple deep into his mouth. My hands move down to cup his head, urging him deeper while my other hand keeps working on myself. With my free arm, I pull him close so that our bodies are pressed together from chest to thigh. His hard length slides against me and I gasp at the sensation. "Oh yes... that's it..." I whisper roughly. "You feel so good."

As his fingers slip between my cheeks to grip me tightly, I moan even louder into the kiss. "Yes... oh god yes..." I murmur against his lips before pulling back slightly and looking down at him. My chest heaves with every breath as I struggle not to lose myself in this sensation completely. "Do you want it like this?" I ask, my voice husky and needy. "Or would you prefer something else?"

I moan at the sensation of his hardness pressing against my stomach and look down into his eyes. "Oh yes... fuck me." I reach down between us and take him in hand, guiding his length to where he needs to be. With a soft thrust, I push myself down on top of him until he's seated tight inside. My breath catches in my throat at the feel of him filling me up and the burning pressure on my clit. "Fuck..." I whisper hoarsely, arching my back as I begin to move against him. Up and down, our bodies slide together, creating friction that feels unbearably good. "Oh god... you feel so good." My fingers dig into his shoulders as I lose myself in the sensation of being claimed by this young man who's managed to awaken a side of me I thought was long forgotten.

My head falls back as I cry out his name. My hips begin to move faster now, matching the pace he sets with his thrusts. His body feels so right pressed against mine, and the sounds of our lovemaking echo through the room like a wild symphony. This is what I've missed more than anything: the raw passion and connection that comes from losing oneself in another person. As I feel him getting closer to release, I bite down on my lip to keep myself quiet and focus instead on bringing us both over the edge together.

I feel his release pulsing inside me and my entire body tenses as I finally let go. My eyes slide closed, my jaw clenches tight, and a loud moan escapes my lips. It's as if all of the pent-up desire and longing from the past twenty years is being released through this one perfect moment in time. With a shudder, I collapse forward onto his chest, my breath coming out ragged as I try to catch it again. "Oh... oh god..." I manage to say between gasps. "That was... that was incredible." My fingers stroke gently through his hair and down his back, marveling at the feel of him beneath me. It's like everything has come full circle: from being used by men for their pleasure to experiencing true passion and connection with one who truly desires me. This night... this feeling... it feels like a second chance at happiness.

I smile weakly up at him. "Sorry about that... I just... I couldn't help myself." I laugh shakily. "Seeing you like that... it made me so hot." Running my fingers through his hair, I look down at our entwined bodies and sigh contentedly. "I haven't felt this way in such a long time... about anyone..." My voice trails off as I realize how true those words are, how far removed from desire I've been for years. "Maybe... maybe we could do this again sometime," I say hopefully, not wanting to let go of this feeling just yet. "You know, if you're ever in the mood." A blush creeps up my neck as I wait for his response, heart pounding in anticipation of what might come next.