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She just arrived from work, her morning shift had just ended. She stepped in, the house was silent, as her kids were watching Netflix and nibbling on snacks.
“Welcome, mum”, they both chorused, she waved them and went upstairs, kicked off her shoes, untied her neatly packed hair, and set her glasses on the dresser.
Just then her phone screen came alive, with her appointment in the next hour, suddenly a joust of electricity coursed through her body, it was like she had just come alive, the tiredness in her body had disappeared, and she was now full of life, she had almost forgotten about the appointment she scheduled with him.
She stepped into the bathroom, and freshened up, quickly, she had waxed everywhere the weekend before. She rushed out of the bathroom and stared at her body in the mirror.
It certainly looks impressive for a woman close to her 50s, who pushed out 2 adorable teenagers, but what mattered was her getting her groove on.
She is a beautiful woman but all standards but as she grew older, she fit into the mode of the adorable and beautiful professor who taught literature, whose students get lost in her lectures, and fantasised about eating her pussy right underneath her desk, when she was giving them notes on their submitted poem.
She enjoyed that, her glasses with large rooms but squared frame made fit the model even more. Her small breasts were respectful of her outfits aside from those pesky big hard nipples that unashamedly point out.
She tonged her hair, making it bouncy, they looked silky smooth, few strands were grey, but it added to the allure that she had. More often than not, she has heard from her colleagues at work how “bangable” she is, but none seem to have the cojones to step up to her.
She had met her date from the pesky pages of social media, she had a fetish that she had never tried, and was down to try it.
She wore a long flowing gown, with a V-neck, that showed, she had a black jean jacket on it, put on her glasses, and booked her ride. The mission for the trip is to get slutted out, tied up and mercilessly fucked. Her Uber arrived, and she took off, pantless…
She was a bit anxious, not the first time she was trying this, but something was different about this. She arrived at the venue, it was a hotel.
He came downstairs to pick her up, and they both went back to the room,
“Do you want something to drink?” He asked, and he filled his wine glass with the red delicious liquid
“I think I’m fine for now” She said, dropping her bag on the bed, to sit on the sofa just opposite the bed.
She scanned the room like she was working with the police.
“You’re a very beautiful lady,” He said
“You should have seen me in my 20s” She joked.
They both chuckled,
“But the vibe I keep getting from you is sexy professor” He said
“I hear that a lot, it must be the glasses” She responded
“I disagree, I think you’re very beautiful, calm and ridiculously sexy” He continued
“Maybe I’m ready for that drink now,” She said
He poured her a glass and handed it to her
“I think I can stare at you all day and listen to you talk all night too,” He said
“Sorry to disappoint you, I’m gonna need to be back home in an hour or less, but thank you for the compliment” She said
“Are they usually this pronounced on you?” He asked, pointing to her big nipples
“Oh yeah, but I just decided to let them fly free today,” She said, taking off her jacket.
His brain went into overdrive, the soft and small mound of her boobs sat pretty on her chest, and the knob on her nipple seemed to call him over
“Fuck” he said unknowingly.
“I don’t bite,” She said,
He moved closer to her
“Can I?” He asked again, as he moved closer to her
He sat beside her on the couch, his hand on his thighs, she spread her legs for him, he kissed her neck, and played with her bouncy curly hair.
He kept kissing all over her face, neck, collarbone, ears, and jaw, then he kissed her lower lip. She tasted like red wine, cool and tasty, she kissed him deep, sucking on to his tongue.
His hand found his way up into the V-part of her gown, circling her small but pronounced boobs, and pressed them softly, his hands came over her nipple, and twisted on it.
She moaned into his mouth, his hand went downward, and softly pressed into her inner thigh,
“No panties” He whispered
“I like to be prepared,” She said giggling
She continued to kiss her, while his fingers probed into her pussy, she was wet and tender. She kissed him deeper and deeper, her hand was running over his lap, trying to see how much he was packing. Her fingers scanned through the inner thighs, and she said
“Oh wow, you’re packing…”
“I like to be prepared too“ He replied to her.
“Touche” She replied.
She unzipped him, and saw his long fat dick, she sighed and ran her hands through his thick cock.
“You like?” He asked, hoping to impress her
“You have no idea” She replied with excitement on her face.
She got up from the seat and knelt in front of him, freeing him, removed her hands from the gown, and proceeded to suck on the big cock, spitting at it, and mouthing the big veiny muscle.
He closed his eyes, and threw his head backwards, enjoying her warm wet mouth over his tool. She sucked him like she has been dick thirsty, and he enjoyed it thoroughly, he stood up and slapped her across the face with his huge meat, and she smiled and giggled.
The sexy professor he whispered as she knelt and worshipped his dick
He stepped away to his bags and brought out the ropes, her eyes lightened up even more, and this time around, he tied her legs together, put her in a doggy position, her hands behind her, tied together, her face to the side on the bed.
She looked ready, this was his to take, the sight of the professor being tied up like this, did wonders to his mind as his erection got stronger.
“Fuck my little pussy” She said to him.
He grabbed his condom and strapped on, positioned behind her, he rubbed his dick up and down her snatch, lubricating them, she was in pleasure even before he started.
He played with his own dick, stroking it back and forth, looking at her and how fucking sexy the scene is.
He felt powerful, “Please fuck me,” She said
He put it in and thrust a little bit, a shallow thrust, he stretched her out, and she bit into the pillow her face was on, he removed his dick and then thrust back in, but this time around, he thrust into her to the tilt, he felt hit her cervix.
She screamed into the pillow again, and this time around, he started to stroke her hard and long, her body was receiving all of the strokes, and she was lost in the pleasure, he held onto her tied hands and stroked her harder and harder
She begged him not to stop, but she was moaning and screaming, his dick was too big for her little pussy but she wanted it either way, she wanted that big meat beating all her insides, stressing it, tearing it all up.
She wanted to feel something bigger than what she had known, and she was getting that right now.
“You like big dicks, don’t you?” He asked
“Yes,” She answered, with tears in her eyes, with sweat running down her make-up
“I can’t hear you,” he said, making sure to drill her harder than before
“YES-YES” She spoke up.
“You’re a big dick cock whore, aren’t you?” He asked, this time pulling in extremely until he knocked on her cervix.
“YES, I AM!!!” She has loosed herself to this big wonderful dick, and all she could do was answer in the affirmative.
He continued to drill her until his cum was close, he pulled out of her, pulled out the condom, put her on her knees, and splurged his cum all over her ass and chest, smacking her all over her face.
She took it like the good girl that she is, he untied her, and she went into the washroom to clean up, and freshen up.
She came out looking clean and dapper, although the restraint showed on her skin. She took a sip of the wine and was about to exit the room.
“See you soon?” He asked.
“Definitely… you can count on it,” She said.
She exited and got into her Uber.
The End
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