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By the time I turned twenty I had slept with four different men over the age of forty. Not all of them are worth writing about.
I wasn't looking for love or a relationship with anyone. I didn't have daddy issues or low self-esteem. I just wanted fun. I still do!
However, I accidentally fell into a relationship with a lovely guy named Jack. He was twenty-two and we met online in a chat room.
Fast forward the two months of how and when we ended up in a relationship, and we arrive at the point where I met Jack's parents.
As a girl who loosely supports Liverpool FC, Jack's father Kevin and I hit it off straight away. I think my top heavy, bulging blouse may have helped matters to, if Kevin's big grin, when he looked at my chest, was anything to go by.
Jack's mum Sandra on the other hand didn't take to me too well. She sensed I was danger, and she was right. Although danger was never my intention.
Despite Sandra's disdain towards me, she did let me stay over their house on weekends, and she allowed me to sleep in Jacks bedroom with him.
I may have sexual desires for mature men to bed me but I still fancied guys my own age, and no, I wasn't looking at Kevin that way to begin with.
Kevin was a property lawyer and a handsome older man who cycled a lot, so he was in good shape for fifty-one. Sandra was a midwife who fitted the stereotypical hospital ward matron of old, that my mum used to joke about whenever she had a bossy nurse in a hospital.
Jack was a loving boyfriend and I didn't deserve him in the end to be honest. Short blonde hair with blue eyes, and good in bed, I had a good one there, but a good one wasn't what I eventually realised I craved. He was a bit too soft and quickly became a love sick puppy around me. I needed a dominant, older man to give me that thrill and excitement.
During the further three months that we dated, after meeting Jack's parents, our sex life was amazing. Jack loved me dressing up in outfits and lingerie, and we had sex every chance we got.
When Kevin and Sandra went on weekend breaks away, I would surprise Jack in his bedroom with a sexy basque and stockings. I loved waiting for him to come home all dirty from the building site in his work clothes, ready to ravage my body wrapped in pristine lingerie.
For bed, I often wear a sexy silk negligee. The mere sight of my boobs had Jack hard and ready to fuck me. But I always wanted more, something else, something older. I tried to discuss and share sexual fantasies but Jack always felt I was just trying to trap him into confessing his. I was getting bored of my boyfriend.
As fate would see to it, Jack called me one day and asked if I could pick his dad up from work because his car wouldn't start. Jack was busy on the building site and Sandra was also in work. My grandmother let me leave the florist early and off I went to pick up Kevin.
When I arrived at his office car park I found Kevin standing next to his car with the bonnet up. A breakdown vehicle was already assisting him, but the car had to be towed to a nearby garage for repairs.
Kevin explained what was wrong, but I had no idea what he was talking about. Driving is as far as my knowledge of cars extends.
Anyway, during the car journey to the garage, where we followed his car being towed, Kevin became a little flirty with me. I was wearing shorts and a baggy jumper and he told me he preferred me wearing blouses and tight, low cut tops. It was politely put, which took the sting out of the actual inappropriateness of his comments.
Me being me, however, I couldn't help but blush and smile. Kevin detecting I wasn't going to freak out decided to push his luck. He went on to inform me that he thought I was by far the prettiest girlfriend his son had ever had, and the most active.
"Most active?" I queried him, not understanding what he meant.
"You and Jack aren't exactly quiet on an evening, Alice," he chuckled. "Especially when Sandra is at work."
I blushed bright red. My cheeks were on fire. "Oh my god! You can hear us?"
Kevin laughed. "Don't be embarrassed, Alice. I was your age once."
"I can't believe you have heard us. I'm dying right now."
Kevin continued to laugh. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."
"No, you shouldn't have!" I laughed with deep embarrassment, and then arousal.
Kevin quickly changed the subject as we arrived at the garage, where I dropped him off and went home. I didn't say anything to Jack about the conversation, I had a better idea.
The following weekend Sandra was on a night shift at the hospital, and Jack and I had gone to a party. When we arrived back at his house Kevin was up watching a movie on TV.
"Did you pair have a good night?" he asked.
"Awesome, dad, but we're off to bed," Jack replied, slipping off his shoes and heading straight upstairs.
"It was great thanks, Kevin," I smiled at him. I wasn't flirting, but I did like the way he was undressing me from my short, low-cut red dress bahis şirketleri (http://www.hemeteam.com/) with his hungry eyes.
"You look amazing, Alice. Very beautiful as always. Especially in that red dress. It shows everything a man wants to see," he grinned at me.
"Thank you," I smiled, feeling a little extra gooey inside.
I slipped off my heels, leaning with my hand on the wall for balance, which left my cleavage hanging on show, and whispered to Kevin.
"We'll try and keep the noise down," I giggled.
"If my boy falls asleep you can come join me down here," he whispered back.
"You're naughty," I giggled, and whispered once more.
"You have no idea how naughty I am, Alice. Feel free to find out anytime you feel curious about us older men. Enjoy the rest of your evening," he winked at me again.
Still giggling as I went, I wished Kevin goodnight and went upstairs, but not before I overheard him talking to himself.
"I'd fuck the arse off that sexy little bitch!"
I was shocked but also excited by his comment. I entered Jack's bedroom and found him naked on his bed, stroking his cock whilst he waited for me. I quickly stripped myself naked, closed the door, and then fucked my boyfriend, ensuring I was noisier than usual while I rode him hard and fast. We then finished with some good old noisy, hard, deep doggy.
The following morning I woke to the sounds of Sandra returning home from her night shift. She was talking to Kevin before I heard her say she was going to bed. As soon as she went into her bedroom and closed the door, I slipped my body from under the duvet and went downstairs for a drink, leaving my boyfriend snoring his head off.
In just my negligee I knew I was taking a huge risk. If Sandra came downstairs she would have told me in no uncertain terms to go and put something appropriate on. I entered the kitchen to find Kevin in his pj shorts and vest making a pot of tea.
"Yes please," I grinned.
"Woah!" he gasped, wide eyed. "How do you like it?"
"Strong," I giggled.
"Oh, it'll be strong young lady," he nodded and smirked. "Especially wearing that little thing around me."
"Tea, Kevin," I laughed. "I like my tea strong."
"I know what you meant. Do you take sugar?"
"No thanks."
"Sweet enough already, hey?"
"You said it."
Kevin approached me with the fresh cup of tea and took a moment to stand over me. I wasn't intimidated but I was aroused. My nipples had hardened, causing them to protrude through the thin silk negligee.
"Are you cold, Alice?" he nodded at my teats, poking at the silk. "I can turn the heating on. Or maybe you'd like to make some noise like last night to warm you up?"
"With your son and wife upstairs in bed?"
"I could always gag you to keep you quiet."
"Thanks for the tea, Kevin."
I smiled and turned to leave. Behind me I could hear him growling quietly too himself. It was only going to be a matter of time.
"You sounded damn fine when you got fucked last night," he told me.
"Thanks again for the tea!" came my response to that.
For the next few weeks Kevin and I played cat and mouse. I didn't wear anything like my negligee in front of him again, out of fear of having to deal with Sandra, but I did make sure I wore cleavage enhancing tops and bras.
The games finally reached their crescendo one evening, when Kevin once again needed a ride home. Sandra was of course working night shifts and Jack and I were watching Netflix and chilling. My boyfriends phone started ringing and it was Kevin asking to come pick him up from the pub. Jack moaned before he reluctantly agreed.
"I'll go," I told Jack. "I could do with fuelling my car while it's quiet on the roads."
"Are you sure, babe?"
"Yeah, yeah," I assured Jack. "Which pub his he drinking in?" I asked, getting up from the sofa, more excited than I should have been.
"The Three Bells. It's off Mile Lane."
"I know where that is. Do you need anything while I'm out?"
"Nah, I'm cool."
"Ok, I'll go get your dad and get back here as quick as I can."
I gave Jack a peck on the cheek and hurried out the door into my car. It was only an old Peugeot 306, but it did the job of getting me from A to B. Before pulling off, I quickly removed my knickers and stuffed them down the side of my door. I was already moist down there with anticipation.
As the Friday daytime temperature was in the early twenties Celsius, I was still wearing my jean skirt and tight fitting yellow t-shirt, when I went to pick up Kevin that evening.
I was bubbling with excitement and nerves as I drove to meet him. Unless Jack had text or rung his dad back to let him know I was coming to get him, then Kevin would have no idea. As far as I knew he was expecting his son.
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I opened my glove box and fumbled for my lipstick. I always kept a few girly things in there. Any minute now and Kevin would be walking towards my car. My heart was racing and my lips were full and red. I threw the lipstick back inside the glove box and closed it, waiting anxiously.
Then, I saw Kevin. He didn't appear drunk, which was a relief. He walked towards my car with a big grin on his face and went straight to the passenger side.
"Hello, Alice!" he beamed, getting into my car and closing the door. "What a pleasant surprise this is!" he added, placing his hand on my thigh and staring into my eyes.
"Jack had a beer so I couldn't let him drive," I lied.
"Very sensible and wise of you," Kevin said, and then he began to stroke my leg.
I tried to ignore his hand as my skin broke out in tiny goosebumps. "Should you be touching my leg like that?" I asked, pretending to be shocked, while my mind fought to keep me composed.
"I think it's overdue, what with the way you've been teasing me lately."
A squeak escaped my lips before I giggled. I tried to hold it in but I couldn't.
"I mean it, Alice, and I think we should go for a little drive, don't you? We both know that's why you came alone."
Busted, with a big grin on my face, my trembling hands changed gears and steered the car back out onto the country road. Memories of the country lane with Robert flashed before my eyes as Kevin smoothed more of my soft thigh. As I drove us, his hand moved inside my thigh. I gasped as my body shivered, I was more than aroused.
"You're so beautiful and sexy, Alice."
The sensation of his hand rubbing firmly between my thighs sent tingles of arousal throughout my entire body. I was being such a slut.
Kevin then gently pulled my leg towards him, parting it from the other as I continued to drive. My skirt was now taut and open because of my spread legs, but he couldn't see up it from his position. He had a lovely surprise waiting for him and I couldn't stop giggling.
"There's a lay-by up on the left. Pull into it and kill the lights," he told me. "I have something I want to show you."
I followed his instructions but kept my mouth shut. It was pitch black outside and I hated driving in lanes at night.
"You're going to like what I have for you, Alice, and I'm going to enjoy giving it to you," Kevin hissed, while I concentrated on not missing the turn off, or crashing my car.
I pulled up and turned off the engine, killing the lights as requested in the process. I knew I was doing a terrible, terrible thing, so was Kevin, but I was caught up in all the excitement of our weeks of sly flirting that I sank back in my seat and kept my legs spread.
Kevin took the hem of my skirt in his hand and pulled it up as far as it would go. I was now exposed.
"Does my boy know you came to pick me up without your underwear?" he chuckled. Ignoring him, he continued. "Look at that young, tight pussy!" he groaned. "Perfect in fact. I just knew you shaved that sweet cunt!"
I looked down and smiled at the harsh tone of his crude words. My pussy was indeed bald and exposed. Proud, prominent and glistening with excitement, ready for action. I could feel the moisture seeping from it as I gripped the door handle with a deep need to be touched. Touched by an older man. Touched by Kevin, my boyfriends dad.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted you like this," he whispered, finally touching and rubbing my pussy with his fingers. He then pressed into it and ran his fingers down the full length of my outer lips.
"Uhhhh God!" I gasped.
"You like that, Alice? Of course you do. You're a naughty tease and I'm going to give you what you need."
"Ohhh fuck yes!" I sighed hard, and my eyes drifted closed with my breathing coming in short, sharp gasps.
"You're such a good slut, Alice. Keep your eyes closed and enjoy my touch," he whispered again.
I could barely make sense of his words when his finger touched my moist lips and tickled them. I was soaking now, sighing between breaths as one finger became two, searching just inside my folds. I loved how teasingly gentle he was.
I inhaled deeply through my nose, and then exhaled long and hard through my mouth. I was so turned on by his finger smearing my sex juices all over my outer lips that I turned crazy with lust.
"Mmmmmm, I'm going to fuck you so hard with my big cock! I bet your tight to."
"Shut up and put your fingers inside me!" I demanded. Kevin simply laughed.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" he groaned, after exhaling. Kevin sounded very excited, as if he had been waiting a long time for this moment. "This is what you've wanted all along, isn't it!" he then smirked at me, with his flies open and his hard cock exposed. I hadn't realised he had freed himself.
My gaze instantly locked onto his cock, and I took it in my hand, gently stroking him as kaçak bahis siteleri (http://www.hemeteam.com/) he finally slipped a finger inside my pussy.
"You like that, Alice? Ah, fuck! I know I do!"
Kevin plunged his finger deep into my body. He then pulled it back out and plunged two fingers back inside.
"I'm gonna make sure this cunt is primed and gagging for my big cock, Alice. I'm going to make sure I give you the best fuck of your young life!"
In a whirl of excitement, I began to move my hips. Lifting and tilting them back and forth, and then up and down with his hand movements. The intensity was building so quickly I knew I'd come soon.
"Take off your t-shirt. You're not wearing a bra either. You're such a good slut!"
Without a moments hesitation I grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and pulled it up and over my head, exposing my large, natural breasts to yet another older man's gaze.
Kevin naturally gasped. "I've seen these beauties before, you know," he chuckled. "I've caught a few glimpses of you changing in the house. Never managed to catch a proper glimpse of your cunt though. A lovely pair of big, young tits you have on you!"
Despite Kevin's excitement, he remained calm, cool and in full control, just how I liked it. He then leaned over into the drivers side and started mauling them with his free hand. He squeezed my flesh and pinched my nipples, and I wondered how I compared to Sandra's saggier tits. Kevin then leaned further forward and started sucking my left nipple.
"Ohhhh yes, don't stop!" I gasped, writhing at the pleasure this mature man was inflicting on my young body.
Whilst I still managed to stroke his cock, Kevin released the nipple from his mouth with a loud sucking sound. "I need to taste you, Alice."
Suddenly, I was declining backwards in the seat. Before I knew it, Kevin was instructing me to spread my legs as wide as possible while he resumed rubbing my pussy.
"Yes, Alice. Mmm, we're both going to enjoy this," he moaned, enjoying the feeling in his hand. "I bet you rub this cunt every chance you get," he added, before shifting into position, and his head dived between my legs.
I closed my eyes, panting and relaxing as I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips wide, opening me up. Then another finger pressed down on my clit and rubbed it, before finally I shrieked in pleasure and experienced his tongue everywhere. I bucked my hips, arching my body, and flung my head backwards. With his tongue lapping up my juices and flicking my sensitive, throbbing clit, I opened my eyes, staring and gasping up at the interior roof of the car.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Kevin moaned loudly into my mound. It felt amazing, and I grabbed my heaving bust. "Oh, Alice. You taste so good. Your tight pussy is so wet and juicy. You're loving this, aren't you?"
"Yes... uh... uh... yes... don't stop."
Of course he had no intentions of stopping. I remained in that position, riding his experienced tongue until I couldn't hold out any longer. I soon climaxed hard in the driver's seat.
Regaining my breath, feeling my heartbeat begin to settle, I knew I was never going to be able to quit older men.
Kevin then lifted his head from between my legs and sat back in his seat. "Come over here and return the favour, Alice," he urged me.
His muscular cyclist thighs felt good when I stroked them, before I took his cock in my hand once again.
I shifted as comfortably as possible in my seat and leaned over into the passenger side, lowering my head into his lap. Kevin suddenly grabbed a fistful of my hair and stopped me going any lower.
"You're so hot," he grunted, staring dominantly into my eyes before forcing his tongue inside my mouth.
Our tongues entwined and it felt so right, despite it being so wrong. Kevin then broke the kiss by pulling my head back by my hair. He was rough, and I was loving every sordid second of it.
Kevin then grinned at me with carnal lust in his eyes and finally guided my head all the way down into his lap. I put one hand on his solid thigh and the other on his seat for stability.
"Oh, fuck!" he groaned. "Open your mouth and take it all, straight down that sexy, young throat!"
Appreciating his cock properly, since he had exposed himself, my eyes widened with further excitement. I love sucking a good sized cock, especially one that's been around for fifty-one years.
I closed my eyes and opened my mouth wide, savouring the moment I was about to suck on his big cock.
"Ohhhhh fuck yes!" Kevin groaned, filling my car with the sounds of his appreciation, while I filled my young mouth with his old cock.
My tongue touched his spongey head, and I began to hum my moans as I carried on sliding my warm, wet mouth over it, until I had engulfed the shaft.
"Deep throat me! You filthy little slut!"
Suddenly, I coughed and gagged when he pushed my head down until it touched my tonsils. He pulled me back up and chuckled, making some comment about me getting used to it before pushing my head back down again. He still had my hair firmly in his grip, lowering and raising my head under his control. I swirled my tongue around his length and thickness. Soon enough, I was tasting tiny droplets of precum, and he moaned louder.
I wasn't looking for love or a relationship with anyone. I didn't have daddy issues or low self-esteem. I just wanted fun. I still do!
However, I accidentally fell into a relationship with a lovely guy named Jack. He was twenty-two and we met online in a chat room.
Fast forward the two months of how and when we ended up in a relationship, and we arrive at the point where I met Jack's parents.
As a girl who loosely supports Liverpool FC, Jack's father Kevin and I hit it off straight away. I think my top heavy, bulging blouse may have helped matters to, if Kevin's big grin, when he looked at my chest, was anything to go by.
Jack's mum Sandra on the other hand didn't take to me too well. She sensed I was danger, and she was right. Although danger was never my intention.
Despite Sandra's disdain towards me, she did let me stay over their house on weekends, and she allowed me to sleep in Jacks bedroom with him.
I may have sexual desires for mature men to bed me but I still fancied guys my own age, and no, I wasn't looking at Kevin that way to begin with.
Kevin was a property lawyer and a handsome older man who cycled a lot, so he was in good shape for fifty-one. Sandra was a midwife who fitted the stereotypical hospital ward matron of old, that my mum used to joke about whenever she had a bossy nurse in a hospital.
Jack was a loving boyfriend and I didn't deserve him in the end to be honest. Short blonde hair with blue eyes, and good in bed, I had a good one there, but a good one wasn't what I eventually realised I craved. He was a bit too soft and quickly became a love sick puppy around me. I needed a dominant, older man to give me that thrill and excitement.
During the further three months that we dated, after meeting Jack's parents, our sex life was amazing. Jack loved me dressing up in outfits and lingerie, and we had sex every chance we got.
When Kevin and Sandra went on weekend breaks away, I would surprise Jack in his bedroom with a sexy basque and stockings. I loved waiting for him to come home all dirty from the building site in his work clothes, ready to ravage my body wrapped in pristine lingerie.
For bed, I often wear a sexy silk negligee. The mere sight of my boobs had Jack hard and ready to fuck me. But I always wanted more, something else, something older. I tried to discuss and share sexual fantasies but Jack always felt I was just trying to trap him into confessing his. I was getting bored of my boyfriend.
As fate would see to it, Jack called me one day and asked if I could pick his dad up from work because his car wouldn't start. Jack was busy on the building site and Sandra was also in work. My grandmother let me leave the florist early and off I went to pick up Kevin.
When I arrived at his office car park I found Kevin standing next to his car with the bonnet up. A breakdown vehicle was already assisting him, but the car had to be towed to a nearby garage for repairs.
Kevin explained what was wrong, but I had no idea what he was talking about. Driving is as far as my knowledge of cars extends.
Anyway, during the car journey to the garage, where we followed his car being towed, Kevin became a little flirty with me. I was wearing shorts and a baggy jumper and he told me he preferred me wearing blouses and tight, low cut tops. It was politely put, which took the sting out of the actual inappropriateness of his comments.
Me being me, however, I couldn't help but blush and smile. Kevin detecting I wasn't going to freak out decided to push his luck. He went on to inform me that he thought I was by far the prettiest girlfriend his son had ever had, and the most active.
"Most active?" I queried him, not understanding what he meant.
"You and Jack aren't exactly quiet on an evening, Alice," he chuckled. "Especially when Sandra is at work."
I blushed bright red. My cheeks were on fire. "Oh my god! You can hear us?"
Kevin laughed. "Don't be embarrassed, Alice. I was your age once."
"I can't believe you have heard us. I'm dying right now."
Kevin continued to laugh. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."
"No, you shouldn't have!" I laughed with deep embarrassment, and then arousal.
Kevin quickly changed the subject as we arrived at the garage, where I dropped him off and went home. I didn't say anything to Jack about the conversation, I had a better idea.
The following weekend Sandra was on a night shift at the hospital, and Jack and I had gone to a party. When we arrived back at his house Kevin was up watching a movie on TV.
"Did you pair have a good night?" he asked.
"Awesome, dad, but we're off to bed," Jack replied, slipping off his shoes and heading straight upstairs.
"It was great thanks, Kevin," I smiled at him. I wasn't flirting, but I did like the way he was undressing me from my short, low-cut red dress bahis şirketleri (http://www.hemeteam.com/) with his hungry eyes.
"You look amazing, Alice. Very beautiful as always. Especially in that red dress. It shows everything a man wants to see," he grinned at me.
"Thank you," I smiled, feeling a little extra gooey inside.
I slipped off my heels, leaning with my hand on the wall for balance, which left my cleavage hanging on show, and whispered to Kevin.
"We'll try and keep the noise down," I giggled.
"If my boy falls asleep you can come join me down here," he whispered back.
"You're naughty," I giggled, and whispered once more.
"You have no idea how naughty I am, Alice. Feel free to find out anytime you feel curious about us older men. Enjoy the rest of your evening," he winked at me again.
Still giggling as I went, I wished Kevin goodnight and went upstairs, but not before I overheard him talking to himself.
"I'd fuck the arse off that sexy little bitch!"
I was shocked but also excited by his comment. I entered Jack's bedroom and found him naked on his bed, stroking his cock whilst he waited for me. I quickly stripped myself naked, closed the door, and then fucked my boyfriend, ensuring I was noisier than usual while I rode him hard and fast. We then finished with some good old noisy, hard, deep doggy.
The following morning I woke to the sounds of Sandra returning home from her night shift. She was talking to Kevin before I heard her say she was going to bed. As soon as she went into her bedroom and closed the door, I slipped my body from under the duvet and went downstairs for a drink, leaving my boyfriend snoring his head off.
In just my negligee I knew I was taking a huge risk. If Sandra came downstairs she would have told me in no uncertain terms to go and put something appropriate on. I entered the kitchen to find Kevin in his pj shorts and vest making a pot of tea.
"Yes please," I grinned.
"Woah!" he gasped, wide eyed. "How do you like it?"
"Strong," I giggled.
"Oh, it'll be strong young lady," he nodded and smirked. "Especially wearing that little thing around me."
"Tea, Kevin," I laughed. "I like my tea strong."
"I know what you meant. Do you take sugar?"
"No thanks."
"Sweet enough already, hey?"
"You said it."
Kevin approached me with the fresh cup of tea and took a moment to stand over me. I wasn't intimidated but I was aroused. My nipples had hardened, causing them to protrude through the thin silk negligee.
"Are you cold, Alice?" he nodded at my teats, poking at the silk. "I can turn the heating on. Or maybe you'd like to make some noise like last night to warm you up?"
"With your son and wife upstairs in bed?"
"I could always gag you to keep you quiet."
"Thanks for the tea, Kevin."
I smiled and turned to leave. Behind me I could hear him growling quietly too himself. It was only going to be a matter of time.
"You sounded damn fine when you got fucked last night," he told me.
"Thanks again for the tea!" came my response to that.
For the next few weeks Kevin and I played cat and mouse. I didn't wear anything like my negligee in front of him again, out of fear of having to deal with Sandra, but I did make sure I wore cleavage enhancing tops and bras.
The games finally reached their crescendo one evening, when Kevin once again needed a ride home. Sandra was of course working night shifts and Jack and I were watching Netflix and chilling. My boyfriends phone started ringing and it was Kevin asking to come pick him up from the pub. Jack moaned before he reluctantly agreed.
"I'll go," I told Jack. "I could do with fuelling my car while it's quiet on the roads."
"Are you sure, babe?"
"Yeah, yeah," I assured Jack. "Which pub his he drinking in?" I asked, getting up from the sofa, more excited than I should have been.
"The Three Bells. It's off Mile Lane."
"I know where that is. Do you need anything while I'm out?"
"Nah, I'm cool."
"Ok, I'll go get your dad and get back here as quick as I can."
I gave Jack a peck on the cheek and hurried out the door into my car. It was only an old Peugeot 306, but it did the job of getting me from A to B. Before pulling off, I quickly removed my knickers and stuffed them down the side of my door. I was already moist down there with anticipation.
As the Friday daytime temperature was in the early twenties Celsius, I was still wearing my jean skirt and tight fitting yellow t-shirt, when I went to pick up Kevin that evening.
I was bubbling with excitement and nerves as I drove to meet him. Unless Jack had text or rung his dad back to let him know I was coming to get him, then Kevin would have no idea. As far as I knew he was expecting his son.
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I opened my glove box and fumbled for my lipstick. I always kept a few girly things in there. Any minute now and Kevin would be walking towards my car. My heart was racing and my lips were full and red. I threw the lipstick back inside the glove box and closed it, waiting anxiously.
Then, I saw Kevin. He didn't appear drunk, which was a relief. He walked towards my car with a big grin on his face and went straight to the passenger side.
"Hello, Alice!" he beamed, getting into my car and closing the door. "What a pleasant surprise this is!" he added, placing his hand on my thigh and staring into my eyes.
"Jack had a beer so I couldn't let him drive," I lied.
"Very sensible and wise of you," Kevin said, and then he began to stroke my leg.
I tried to ignore his hand as my skin broke out in tiny goosebumps. "Should you be touching my leg like that?" I asked, pretending to be shocked, while my mind fought to keep me composed.
"I think it's overdue, what with the way you've been teasing me lately."
A squeak escaped my lips before I giggled. I tried to hold it in but I couldn't.
"I mean it, Alice, and I think we should go for a little drive, don't you? We both know that's why you came alone."
Busted, with a big grin on my face, my trembling hands changed gears and steered the car back out onto the country road. Memories of the country lane with Robert flashed before my eyes as Kevin smoothed more of my soft thigh. As I drove us, his hand moved inside my thigh. I gasped as my body shivered, I was more than aroused.
"You're so beautiful and sexy, Alice."
The sensation of his hand rubbing firmly between my thighs sent tingles of arousal throughout my entire body. I was being such a slut.
Kevin then gently pulled my leg towards him, parting it from the other as I continued to drive. My skirt was now taut and open because of my spread legs, but he couldn't see up it from his position. He had a lovely surprise waiting for him and I couldn't stop giggling.
"There's a lay-by up on the left. Pull into it and kill the lights," he told me. "I have something I want to show you."
I followed his instructions but kept my mouth shut. It was pitch black outside and I hated driving in lanes at night.
"You're going to like what I have for you, Alice, and I'm going to enjoy giving it to you," Kevin hissed, while I concentrated on not missing the turn off, or crashing my car.
I pulled up and turned off the engine, killing the lights as requested in the process. I knew I was doing a terrible, terrible thing, so was Kevin, but I was caught up in all the excitement of our weeks of sly flirting that I sank back in my seat and kept my legs spread.
Kevin took the hem of my skirt in his hand and pulled it up as far as it would go. I was now exposed.
"Does my boy know you came to pick me up without your underwear?" he chuckled. Ignoring him, he continued. "Look at that young, tight pussy!" he groaned. "Perfect in fact. I just knew you shaved that sweet cunt!"
I looked down and smiled at the harsh tone of his crude words. My pussy was indeed bald and exposed. Proud, prominent and glistening with excitement, ready for action. I could feel the moisture seeping from it as I gripped the door handle with a deep need to be touched. Touched by an older man. Touched by Kevin, my boyfriends dad.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted you like this," he whispered, finally touching and rubbing my pussy with his fingers. He then pressed into it and ran his fingers down the full length of my outer lips.
"Uhhhh God!" I gasped.
"You like that, Alice? Of course you do. You're a naughty tease and I'm going to give you what you need."
"Ohhh fuck yes!" I sighed hard, and my eyes drifted closed with my breathing coming in short, sharp gasps.
"You're such a good slut, Alice. Keep your eyes closed and enjoy my touch," he whispered again.
I could barely make sense of his words when his finger touched my moist lips and tickled them. I was soaking now, sighing between breaths as one finger became two, searching just inside my folds. I loved how teasingly gentle he was.
I inhaled deeply through my nose, and then exhaled long and hard through my mouth. I was so turned on by his finger smearing my sex juices all over my outer lips that I turned crazy with lust.
"Mmmmmm, I'm going to fuck you so hard with my big cock! I bet your tight to."
"Shut up and put your fingers inside me!" I demanded. Kevin simply laughed.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" he groaned, after exhaling. Kevin sounded very excited, as if he had been waiting a long time for this moment. "This is what you've wanted all along, isn't it!" he then smirked at me, with his flies open and his hard cock exposed. I hadn't realised he had freed himself.
My gaze instantly locked onto his cock, and I took it in my hand, gently stroking him as kaçak bahis siteleri (http://www.hemeteam.com/) he finally slipped a finger inside my pussy.
"You like that, Alice? Ah, fuck! I know I do!"
Kevin plunged his finger deep into my body. He then pulled it back out and plunged two fingers back inside.
"I'm gonna make sure this cunt is primed and gagging for my big cock, Alice. I'm going to make sure I give you the best fuck of your young life!"
In a whirl of excitement, I began to move my hips. Lifting and tilting them back and forth, and then up and down with his hand movements. The intensity was building so quickly I knew I'd come soon.
"Take off your t-shirt. You're not wearing a bra either. You're such a good slut!"
Without a moments hesitation I grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and pulled it up and over my head, exposing my large, natural breasts to yet another older man's gaze.
Kevin naturally gasped. "I've seen these beauties before, you know," he chuckled. "I've caught a few glimpses of you changing in the house. Never managed to catch a proper glimpse of your cunt though. A lovely pair of big, young tits you have on you!"
Despite Kevin's excitement, he remained calm, cool and in full control, just how I liked it. He then leaned over into the drivers side and started mauling them with his free hand. He squeezed my flesh and pinched my nipples, and I wondered how I compared to Sandra's saggier tits. Kevin then leaned further forward and started sucking my left nipple.
"Ohhhh yes, don't stop!" I gasped, writhing at the pleasure this mature man was inflicting on my young body.
Whilst I still managed to stroke his cock, Kevin released the nipple from his mouth with a loud sucking sound. "I need to taste you, Alice."
Suddenly, I was declining backwards in the seat. Before I knew it, Kevin was instructing me to spread my legs as wide as possible while he resumed rubbing my pussy.
"Yes, Alice. Mmm, we're both going to enjoy this," he moaned, enjoying the feeling in his hand. "I bet you rub this cunt every chance you get," he added, before shifting into position, and his head dived between my legs.
I closed my eyes, panting and relaxing as I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips wide, opening me up. Then another finger pressed down on my clit and rubbed it, before finally I shrieked in pleasure and experienced his tongue everywhere. I bucked my hips, arching my body, and flung my head backwards. With his tongue lapping up my juices and flicking my sensitive, throbbing clit, I opened my eyes, staring and gasping up at the interior roof of the car.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Kevin moaned loudly into my mound. It felt amazing, and I grabbed my heaving bust. "Oh, Alice. You taste so good. Your tight pussy is so wet and juicy. You're loving this, aren't you?"
"Yes... uh... uh... yes... don't stop."
Of course he had no intentions of stopping. I remained in that position, riding his experienced tongue until I couldn't hold out any longer. I soon climaxed hard in the driver's seat.
Regaining my breath, feeling my heartbeat begin to settle, I knew I was never going to be able to quit older men.
Kevin then lifted his head from between my legs and sat back in his seat. "Come over here and return the favour, Alice," he urged me.
His muscular cyclist thighs felt good when I stroked them, before I took his cock in my hand once again.
I shifted as comfortably as possible in my seat and leaned over into the passenger side, lowering my head into his lap. Kevin suddenly grabbed a fistful of my hair and stopped me going any lower.
"You're so hot," he grunted, staring dominantly into my eyes before forcing his tongue inside my mouth.
Our tongues entwined and it felt so right, despite it being so wrong. Kevin then broke the kiss by pulling my head back by my hair. He was rough, and I was loving every sordid second of it.
Kevin then grinned at me with carnal lust in his eyes and finally guided my head all the way down into his lap. I put one hand on his solid thigh and the other on his seat for stability.
"Oh, fuck!" he groaned. "Open your mouth and take it all, straight down that sexy, young throat!"
Appreciating his cock properly, since he had exposed himself, my eyes widened with further excitement. I love sucking a good sized cock, especially one that's been around for fifty-one years.
I closed my eyes and opened my mouth wide, savouring the moment I was about to suck on his big cock.
"Ohhhhh fuck yes!" Kevin groaned, filling my car with the sounds of his appreciation, while I filled my young mouth with his old cock.
My tongue touched his spongey head, and I began to hum my moans as I carried on sliding my warm, wet mouth over it, until I had engulfed the shaft.
"Deep throat me! You filthy little slut!"
Suddenly, I coughed and gagged when he pushed my head down until it touched my tonsils. He pulled me back up and chuckled, making some comment about me getting used to it before pushing my head back down again. He still had my hair firmly in his grip, lowering and raising my head under his control. I swirled my tongue around his length and thickness. Soon enough, I was tasting tiny droplets of precum, and he moaned louder.