Age is Just a Number
When I went to Kathy’s, I knew I was going to have sex with her. Kathy has always been direct, so without any prudishness she simply suggested meeting for sex in the evening. She was an attractive 26-year-old who ended relationships most often because of unsatisfactory sex. She said it without embarrassment that for her, good sex is very important, if not the most important thing in a relationship. I was a bit surprised by her proposal, for example due to the age difference – I was 56, and she was 26, apparently it didn’t bother her. She stated more than once that her experience shows that mature guys have more to offer in terms of sex than younger ones. Her decision was probably influenced by the conversation about sex we had a few days earlier. Honestly exchanging information about what turns us on in sex.
As soon as she opened the door, I could see the desire in her eyes. She wore a red satin robe that barely covered her lacy lingerie. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom. Without saying a word, she started unbuttoning my shirt while kissing my chest. Her lips were soft and warm, sending shivers down my spine. She then pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me. Her robe fell open, revealing her perky breasts encased in a lacy bra. She started grinding against me, her hips moving in rhythm with mine. I could feel her heat through our clothes, and it drove me crazy.
She then stood up and slowly removed her robe, revealing her toned body in all its glory. She unclasped her bra and let it fall to the ground, freeing her perfect breasts. Furthermore, she then slid off her panties, revealing her shaved pussy that was already glistening with wetness. Furthermore, she climbed back onto the bed and straddled me again. This time she positioned herself over my hard cock and slowly lowered herself onto it. She let out a moan as she took me all in. She started riding me slowly at first, then faster and harder as she got more into it.
I reached up and grabbed her breasts, kneading them gently as she rode me. She leaned down and kissed me deeply, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths as our bodies moved together in perfect harmony. She then got up and turned around, positioning herself reverse cowgirl on top of me. Furthermore, she started bouncing up and down on my cock, her ass slapping against my thighs as she did so. Furthermore, she reached down and started playing with her clit as she rode me harder and faster.
I could feel myself getting close to the edge as she continued riding me like a wild animal. She then let out a loud moan as she came hard on my cock. Her orgasm triggered mine and I exploded inside of her, filling her up with my hot load. She collapsed onto me spent as we both tried to catch our breaths. We lay there for a few minutes before she got up and headed to the bathroom to clean up.
When she came back she snuggled up next to me, and we fell asleep in each other’s arms. It was clear that age was just a number for us as we both enjoyed each other’s company in and out of bed.
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