Middle Aged Folly

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Middle Aged FollyIt all began with an innocuous posting on this site. A gorgeous young lady changed her status to say she would be at All Bar One this Friday night. Well there are probably hundreds of these bars up and down the country but her profile said she was from Croydon and with the beauty of the internet, there was indeed an All Bar One there. Easy enough to drive up after work and take a chance I thought and if nothing else, it would be a lovely jaunt through the Downs and into town. Luckily, or unlucky depending on your viewpoint, I had accrued plenty of hotel points following numerous business stays, so reserved myself a room with a well known chain of hotels.Checking in, I quickly showered and changed and walked into town. The bar was in a fairly prominent location so pretty easy to find. Sitting down with a bottle of prosecco I wondered just exactly what I was thinking? Here I am, having driven, on a whim, up into a town just outside London and sitting in a bar just because a good looking girl said she was going to be there who said she liked men who were 40 plus. Obviously it would turn out to be either completely false or she’d be nothing like her pictures, or of course, she’d actually turn out to be a man. It’s not as if I had even spoken to her about meeting up. The more I thought about it, the more it seemed to be a middle aged folly. On the positive side though, there were plenty of good looking girls coming in, some tall, some slim, some tall and slim but none were as elegant as the girl in the photo.Thinking I’d give it until the bar got busy enough that people would encroach on my table or they all started drinking shots, I was surprised to see a young girl, mid to late twenties, walk through the door on her own. She was tall and slim with long, brown hair and dark eyes that held an awful lot of promise. She was wearing a simple but bahis firmaları stunning dress that accentuated her figure and showed off her tan. I looked over and smiled. Amazingly she smiled back and walked over. “Hi, Nira?” I asked questioningly? “Indeed” she replied “and you must be?”… “Well I won’t say I answer to my XHamster user name, so please call me Rich and it’s great to meet you. You look even better in person than you do your pictures. Can I get you a glass?” and with that the conversation took off. I think, having seen television programmes and magazine articles, that she was subtly flirting with me, twirling her long hair, biting her bottom lip. Tell-tale signs by all accounts although any doubts were erased when she leaned over and whispered in my ear “I hope you have a hotel room nearby because I didn’t come here just to share a bottle of wine you know!”I couldn’t drink up fast enough and just strolling back through town, hand in hand, got my pulse racing and my blood flowing. The guy on Reception smiled at me as we walked back in and you could just see him thinking, lucky bastard! Indeed I was, Nira was about 5’8” without heels, so with them, was almost the same height as me. Certainly I didn’t have to bend much as I lent forward to kiss her as we entered the lift. Half expecting a slap, I was surprised at the passionate response I received in reply. Her tongue invaded my mouth, exploring, entwining and I breathed in her gorgeous scent, a hint of very expensive perfume and coconut shampoo. I began to explore her body, her bottom was firm and round and I couldn’t keep my hands of it. Entering the room, a feat in itself when a gorgeous girl is biting your earlobe and whispering just exactly what she is going to do and what she wants in return, we make it in and I am pushed into the sofa and she stands before me.I sit and take in tipobet güvenilir mi the view. Up close she is gorgeous, tall, slim but all other thoughts vanish as she slips off her dress. Standing in front of me in only very expensive, yet very flimsy underwear and high heels is a beautiful young lady. I start to undress but she stops me “Let me do it” she whispers and unbuttons my shirt, hands rubbing across my chest, stopping at my nipples, pinching and making them hard. I moan, partly in a little pain but mainly an awful lot of pleasure. Moving down she unbuttons my belt. My erection is clearly visible, straining against my jeans. I reach down to take off my shoes and socks by which time she has undone the buttons on my jeans. Pulling them down she reaches into my pants and starts to feel my very hard cock.”Sit on your hands” she instructs as she kneels before me. I am slow to respond, probably due to the sense of shock and she stops, mouth inches away from cock. Hurriedly I sit on my hands and as soon as I do so, her mouth envelops me. I lean back into the sofa and moan in pure pleasure. Her tongue works my cock, with each bob of her head, more and more of my cock goes into her mouth. I can’t believe this is happening to me, this is the sexual equivalent of a lottery win. I look down and our eyes meet, hers dark pools, shining with lust. I’m probably just gurning but who cares, look at me, having my cock sucked by this gorgeous girl! Her hands play with my balls, caressing, squeezing, pulling; all of which play havoc with me and I wonder how long I can put up with this, I am like a teenager thinking I am going to cum before the night has even started. Sensing my urgency, she stops and stands before me. She utters only two words “Taste me” but what two words to utter.I lean forward and breath in the scent of her musky arousal bets10 and cannot help but notice an ever increasing damp stain on the flimsy material of her underwear. I push her legs apart slightly and begin to tongue her sex through the thin defence. She pushes her hips forward, grinding her pussy into my face. Reaching forward, she tries to pull her panties aside. I slap her hands away, afterall, I had to sit on mine when she was in control…. I continue to lick until I can see her knees tremble slightly and I roughly pull the panties to one side and force my tongue deep inside her, lapping up the juices as hard and as fast as I can. My hands force her arse cheeks aside and tease her tight arsehole. Licking a finger, I slowly begin to force it inside. Her moans become one hell of a lot louder as her tight hole is slowly penetrated and I grab her hands with my free one to stop them interfering while my tongue searches out her hard clit. With the finger tip inside her arsehole and my tongue torturing her clit she begins to shudder and her thighs tighten around me.”Oh God, no-one has ever done that to me before, but don’t get ideas, no way are you putting your cock there. I do however know a great place for that cock, right now” and with that she lowers herself onto me, cowgirl style. Inch by glorious inch, I disappear into her and she slowly begins to ride. My balls slap against her at the bottom of each thrust. I push up to meet each stroke, she knows I can’t last, she is too gorgeous and I am too turned on to do anything else. Looking at me, smiling tauntingly, she licks her finger, reaches down, pulls my butt apart and slowly but forcefully begins to insert her finger into my anus. This is too much and my balls tighten, pulsing as the spunk begins to spew from my cock, deep inside her. She continues to ride me, squeezing out every drop until she is satisfied.”Not bad for an old man, hope you have the power of recovery of a guy half your age because, trust me, the night has only just begun!” And with that, the alarm on my phone goes off, time to wake up. Ahhh the imagination of a bored business traveller….

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