Mature and Young Porn

CHAPTER 3
Jay smiled and invited me in. He kissed me lightly on the cheek and put his hands on my breasts. “No,” I said, removing his hands, “plenty of time later for that though, lover.” Although, in truth I was really turned-on at his touch. The taxi came and drove us to the restaurant. Jay paid the driver and ordered him again for later. I told him this meal was on me; he accepted this graciously. It was an Italian restaurant and the food was sumptuous. I enjoyed it but ate rather sparingly. Jay, in contrast had an enormous appetite. We had starters, and then a glorious beef dish accompanied by a fine bottle of red wine. At one point the waitress began flashing Jay a flirty smile. I felt my face flush. I was surprised at my level of jealousy. Jay did smile back at her, but only in concise politeness; and then, bless him; he gave me his full smile and briefly held my hand. He looked so handsome in his crisp button down white shirt. I was aware that a few women dining there gave him a distinct look, so to speak. I thought to myself that someone might think I was his Aother or Aunt or something. I told him this, which made him laugh. After the meal we ordered coffee and brandy and chatted some. I asked Jay about his career in the Navy and the Iraq situation. He admitted that he had got frustrated and was considering his options; he was thinking of leaving the Navy when his service period was up; but that he had two more years before he could do so. He seemed patriotic though, which is not that common a trait in the young English these days. He didn’t say much about Iraq, and I didn’t push it. When I’d made love with him this afternoon I had noticed, what appeared to my untrained eye, to be two healed-up bullet wound scars in his left thigh. I do vaguely remember his Aunt, my neighbour, Cathy, telling me about her visiting her nephew Jay in a military hospital one time. I’d have though it more usual for those serving in the Army rather than the Navy to have such wounds. Again though, I figured if he wanted to tell me about his experiences then he would in his own time.

CHAPTER 2
“Surrender, sweet surrender.” I was holding off from cumming with a huge effort of concentration. Finally, feeling her body tense and almost spasm, she flowed juice onto my balls, and I released my restraint. My sperm flew out of me, splattering inside her pussy with force. We lay together in a tight hug, smiling at each other between kisses. My stomach then began rumbling which caused her to form a mock frown, before she laughed. “Well Hazel,” I said, “you’ve certainly satisfied my cock’s appetite, but my belly tells me I’m starving.” “Jay, I’m sure we can rectify that problem if we try; go back to your Aunt’s and shower and get changed lover, while I do the same, then I’ll treat us to a meal.” I left. Under the shower, once again I found it curious how Mrs K’s voice fluctuated so much. During foreplay or the actual act of sex, it was girlish, gigglish, and very youthful. But in normal conversation, it was deeper, riper, and almost authoritative. I found both forms affecting. As well as her being a wonderfully expressive, sensuous lover, I had to admit that I found the big age gap between us, maybe as much as nearly thirty years, a huge turn on. I’d always had girlfriends of my own age, or slightly younger; and while I had some good times with them, I just seemed to find a heightened sensuality with this mature lady. Whether it was some sort of power thing, or maybe even a form of repressed guilt, I neither know nor care. It was hard to define, but it was oh so delicious to experience. MRS K’S STORY I showered and dressed. I wore a pale blouse, black skirt and high heels. I took care with my make-up. I felt good, better than I had for a long time. I had a lovely warmth in my stomach; that exquisite feeling I have known in the past after I’ve had long, satisfying sex. I called a favourite restaurant and ordered a table, then rang for a taxi; I didn’t want to drive; I felt like sharing a drink with Jay. I went and knocked on my neighbour’s door. Jay seemed to answer almost immediately. He looked so gorgeous. In ways he reminded me of my son. He looked so tall and handsome; with a kind, yet very vaguely sad face, and beautiful eyes.

CHAPTER 1
JAY’S STORY I woke up after a short sleep of an hour or so. My head had moved from its resting place against her big soft breasts and was now against her tummy. Mrs K was stroking my face; it felt good. Better still was my memory homing in on what had happened. “Hello sleepyhead, looks like I wore you out,” Hazel said, laughing, and then smiling broadly. “Hello my beautiful lady,” I replied. I wriggled up her body and we shared a deep kiss. Then I gently nibbled her ear-lobes, kissed her neck and moved my mouth down over one of her huge pink nipples and sucked. It hardened beautifully in my mouth. As I feasted on her, Mrs K resumed stroking my face. I felt my cock press hard against her leg, and I ran my hand through her lustrous, thick, dark pubic bush and teased my fingers over the increasingly slippery wetness of her pussy. We lay like this for a while. “Ahhhh, the vigour of youth,” she almost purred. “Jay, make love to me again.” I removed my mouth from her breast and kissed her, slipping my tongue past her teeth. As I did this, Hazel held my cock tenderly and guided it inside her. She was just so wet and warm. I rode on top of her with our chests and stomachs joined and our mouths and tongues playing together. I fucked her slowly at first, with deep but gentle strokes. It was heaven. Firstly, I clenched then pushed alternatively with one then the other of my butt-cheeks, so I was probing all parts of her vaginal tunnel. I felt her react to this instantly, her hips rose to meet my strokes and I revelled in the warmth of her body. Then I shaped my hips and drew a figure-of-eight inside her pussy with my cock. I was balls deep inside Mrs K, and moving very slowly. I broke our kiss and sucked and lightly bit on the flesh between her neck and shoulders. Her breathing became ragged, and in a quiet but husky voice she rasped out: “Oh fuck, fuck me hard, fuck meeeeeeeee.” My mouth met hers again. I started riding her straight on: quite fast, then very fast and deep with each long thrust. Sweat was wet on my face. Hazel was moaning now, and repeating more loudly:

1 boy and a friend’s aunt Part 2
Without saying a word,the little boy just stopped jacking it and while holding it still, bent down and kissed it, like he had done it a thousand times before. As soon as he raised back up, he started working it again, working it again just like nothing had happened. I watched as he worked the man’s cock faster and faster, until finally the older man’s precum was oozing out of the end of it and running down across the little boys hand. What happened next shocked even me because without even being told to do it, the little boy bent down and started licking at the man’s precum until it was all gone. ” Oh shit, that’s it, that’s it baby, lick it.” ” Oh fuck yeah…” Watching the little boys tongue and how it was moving all around, told me that he had done this many times before, many times. As the older man laid there watching him licking on it, he reached over and took ahold of the little boys boner and started working it up and down, trying to get the little boy as excited as he was. ” Come mere baby, turn around, I want to 69 with you again, ok?” The little boy didn’t even hesitate as he let go of the older man’s swollen cock and climbed up ontop of him, facing his feet while pointing his little butt back towards the older man’s head. I watched as the older man reached under the little boy and grabbed ahold of his little boner, pulling it back towards his mouth and starting to lick on it, just as the little boy was starting to lick on his again. If I said that watching them 69ing like that didn’t do anything to me, I’d be lying because my boner was hard as a rock and that was just from watching them. After they’ed 69ed for at least 3 or 4 minutes, the older man went after the little boys asshole with his warm wet tongue. As soon as the little boy felt the older man licking on his little asshole, he started whimpering because he knew what was coming next. All at once the man pushed the boy up off of him and whispered, ” Vaseline, go get the vaseline ” and I watched as the little boy crawled off the bed and I guess went into the bathroom.
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1 boy and a friend’s aunt Part 1
It was almost dark, as the man across the street’s car pulled into his driveway. There was something about how quiet and slowly he had driven it in, that made me keep watching out the window. Watching as he got out of the car and nervously looked around. I didn’t understand what was going on until all at once the passenger door opened and a boy, a very young boy that looked to be no more than 11 or 12 years old, quietly got out and followed the older man inside. For the next 15 or 20 minutes I tried to figure out what was going on. Finally I couldn’t stand it anymore and slipped on my dark jacket and went out my backdoor. Hoping that nobody would see me, as I snuck across the street and peeked in his window. I couldn’t see anybody in the first room, the livingroom, so I snuck around back and peeked into another window and it turned out to be his bedroom window. The older man was laying on the king sized bed naked, had his hand down inbetween his legs and was working his swollen boner up and down faster and faster. The little boy was nowhere to be seen. I had been wathing the man stroking his cock for about 3 or 4 minutes, when all at once the naked little boy came through the door and crawled up onto the bed. I couldn’t believe it as he crawled over and watched the older man, as he worked his boner. All at once the older man let go of it and without saying a word the little boy just reached over, took ahold of it and started working it up and down, just like the older man had been doing. Watching the little boy jacking him off made the older man let out a moan and I’m embarrassed to admit, that at the same time he was moaning and watching the little boy doing it, a little moan came out of me too. And then something happened that even I never expected to happen, the little boy started getting a boner. Even though it wasn’t even 3 inches long it was still a boner and there was no doubt about that because it was sticking straight up. All at once the older man was saying, ” Kiss it, Kiss it, Kiss it like you did before.”
End of part 1.

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