Older Man Makes My Pussy Drenching - 1

We have been in contact via the app for a few months now. After our meeting on the square near the pub. I didn't have a lighter with me, I took the wrong one at home and it was empty. To my left stood a tall man. I tapped it and asked: 'hey, can I borrow a fire from you?' cheerful eyes and a smile from ear to ear looked at me. I raised my eyebrow. I did not expect this. Quite a cutie! That evening we chat for a long time. His name is Peter and he says he is 41 and has two children, but no relationship. I feel a lot younger than him at 29 and I'm on a slightly different level than he is. Still it's fun and there's a nice vibe between us. He is enthusiastic and cheerful. When we go to another bar and my friends are all gone I don't feel comfortable anymore. Peter is chatting away and a drunk man is talking to me. If I stay now I'm afraid he will come home with me and it will be too colorful. I want to behave. I'm going to put him out of my mind. I quickly squeak out without saying goodbye.

Four days later I open Facebook on my internet. I don't use the app anymore but sometimes I need it. I see that I have a message in messenger that I need to approve. Peter Visser is there. I see a man with a horse cart and children in the photo. Not really something that gets me very hot. I open the message: "hey! I had a great time last night! Greetings Peter." I smile. How sweet! Then I'm scared. This message is from Sunday and it is already Wednesday. Ah, poor dear. What will he think. I type a message back. "Sorry, I don't use my Facebook, you better follow me on Insta. I had fun too!"

That evening I get a text back. We chat about the evening. He wonders if it was his fault that I left. I act tough and say that this is not the case, that it just suddenly became too much for me. And that is also true. But that's because of him and the risk that it had turned into drunken sex. I just don't tell him that. We text back and forth and very slowly the messages become a bit more spicy. He really liked my buttocks in my jeans and described in detail how he thinks my body looks naked. It turns me on. I can feel the moisture flowing out of my pussy and I blush. My pussy gets so soaking wet that sometimes I feel a little exposed. A man immediately thinks I'm horny. Okay. To be honest, I am too. I've been single for a few months now and I miss good sex. But I don't miss a relationship. This guy seems just right to me. A bit older, so more charming. Children, so nice and discreet. He's nice and long so I'm hoping for a big cock. Yes, I'm horny. But I want to hold back. I don't want to just meet up in the middle of the night, fuck and sleep together. I want to meet again first.

In bed I play with my clit. Massage him, knead him. My outer labia are tightened because my clit is swelling up a lot. A lovely sight, if I do say so myself. I just need to satisfy myself a little while longer. No problem. I am happy with my pussy. He almost never disappoints me and can even have a good chunk of my big 10 inch giant dildo. I grab him and put him between my legs. I push him against my vagina with my feet. My hole is too tight to get the monster cock in without help. I grab some lube that I use to lubricate the head of the cock and my labia. Hmm, naughty Peter, you should know how horny you make me. I lie on my back and pull my knees up with my arms. This way my cat will lie up and I can see well. I press the black head against my opening and stiffly it slides in a bit. This won't slide anymore, it's that thick. I shudder. How horny I am. I want this fat thing in my horny gash. My pussy filled makes me horny the most. I pull my pussy lips aside to lower the dildo further inside. I get it in about four inches, barely half the bar. My lips are tight. Oh I would love to get a nice lick all over my clit right now. I fantasize about Peter sucking and slobbering my clit. I move the dildo in my cunt. Slowly at first but I increase the pace faster and faster. I run the rod along my gspot and it feels raw and terribly horny. I don't even have to touch my clit. I feel my heart beat in it. I feel it coming. My cunt tightens around the rod as far as it can go. With both hands I pump the rod into my cave, while I look at it. I feel like a horny slut who likes to get stuffed. I whisper to myself: come slut, make that cunt of yours cum. Come for me. Get ready! Then I feel it. It washes over me like a wave. My clit pulsates and my pussy pulls and sucks the cock. I shudder and gasp. The orgasm waltzes through my body for a wonderfully long time. I lower myself and the dildo slides out of my red, glowing pussy. What a wonderful turn this was.

It goes on like this for a while. Every now and then we text horny and I play with my cunt, but lately it's increasingly late at night and right for sex. Then suddenly I don't dare anymore. Although I would like to. Until I see him again at some point. It's after going out and he comes to visit me for a while. I promised he would be allowed to sleep over, but the vibe between us is tense. And I do know why. I said I don't want sex tonight. However, the sexual tension is intense. I want him. I can feel my clit scalding in my panties. When he lays his head on my lap to fall asleep and starts caressing my leg I feel a drop of horny seep from my cunt between my buttocks. I would prefer to take off his pants right away and sit on his dick, but I don't want to. Not so with so much booze involved. I want a good fuck, not a mediocre fuck. I choose to send him home anyway.

When I'm in bed I'm sorry. Oh how I wanted a cock. I wanted to discover that new dick. Feeling him through the pants, in the underpants. Licking his head and shoving his cock down my throat. Taste him. And then sit on that wet dick and let it fill my cave. But I'm also tired and fall asleep with one hand in my underpants.

The next morning I wake up. I grab my phone and see that I have a message from Peter. "good morning, are you awake yet?" I smile. Now yes. I app him back "just woke up, I'm still in bed" and let myself fall back into the pillow. Hmmm, that tension yesterday was to die for. Only sex would have broken that tension. My shirt is a little twisted and my nipple is coming out. I grab my breast and hold the nipple between my thumb and forefinger and rub back and forth. I can feel my clit burning against the fabric of my panties. Yummy, it tingles.

The phone buzzes. I pick up my phone and see the message, again from Peter. "Fancy breakfast in bed?" i grin. I will not say no to that. "I think it would be great" I hesitate for a moment, but then I add "if there is also a man in pajamas there" and press send. This will be a nice breakfast. I feel my pussy throbbing, but try not to touch it. Let's freshen up a little first. In the bathroom I remove some makeup residue from my face and brush my teeth. I comb my hair and put in a new ponytail. I put deo under my arms and wash my vagina with a washcloth. I want to be clean and fresh when he tastes my pussy. And he will. The rough fabric of the washcloth touched my swollen clit. Then all of a sudden the washcloth slides easily. My cunt is so wet that it has already run out quite a bit. I press a finger in the washcloth into my pussy. First take away a little bit of horny. You will.

I wipe my clit with my thumb in the washcloth. Hmmm, I'm sinking a little on my knees. So sensitive. My cunt is really longing for a horny fuck. Then the bell rings. I startle and take the washcloth out of my pussy and dry myself off. I press the intercom and say: first floor! "I am almost finished!" I go back to the bedroom and put on a pair of shorts and a tank top. When I walk out of the bedroom he is in the hallway with a bag of groceries. He wears a white shirt over dark shorts and sneakers. I walk over to him and stand very close to him. He's a head taller than I am, so I look at the buttons of his shirt. "so you wanted to bring me breakfast in bed.." I say with a challenging voice. He puts down the shopping bag and grabs me by the waist. Suddenly he lifts me up and against him. "yes, but you're not in bed" he says and he looks at me with intense eyes. The fabric of his pants is thin and I can feel his penis getting hard and my panties rubbing against my pussy lips. He walks me to the bedroom. Rubbing his penis against my clit and labia. My panties no longer chafe, the fabric slides between my labia. Oh how I long for this man's cock. I don't even know what to expect. I hope a big one, I love big dicks.

He throws me on the bed and bends over me. His beautiful clear eyes look at me and that sexy smile appears on his face. "I can't believe we're finally doing this! I want you so bad!" before I can react he bends over and kisses me. A tickle goes through my body. A wonderfully languid kiss follows, which soon turns into a passionate French kiss. I feel Peter's hands go over my body. He feels under the loose shirt I'm wearing. I don't have a bra underneath. He'll have my chest in no time. He folds his hand lovingly around it. "Hmmmm, what lovely tits" he sighs. I moan as he roughly grabs my nipple. "I remember our conversations well." I grin "well done, I'm glad to hear that. Please continue spoiling me." the grip around my nipple tightens. He gets on his knees next to me and pulls down my panties. "what do we have here. Nice and completely bald." he strokes my mound and labia with his hand. I slide my legs apart a little. "just shaved too!" he happily looks at my pussy and pulls his finger up from my hole. I feel it slipping there. His fingers are thick and manly, which you can expect from a man of almost 2 meters. He puts one of those big fingers in my little cave. I moan. "oh yeah fill me up. I'm horny." Peter abruptly takes his finger out of my cunt. "Fuck it," he pushes me to the side of the bed. He stands next to the bed and squeezes down his shorts. He's not wearing any underwear and a big cock with a thick head looks proudly at me. "i want to feel your pussy, fuck your pussy!" growls Peter and pulls me closer to him by my legs. His head of the head presses against my opening and I fall backwards. Then Peter slowly but surely slides his cock into my pussy. I tremble with delight. I love foreplay to get in the mood, but in the end I love that nice cock in my pussy. Especially when I'm so nice. I feel the horny flow between my buttocks. Hmmm, his cock slides against my gspot again and again. His growl makes me horny. I start to pant. My clit tingles and I feel a horny wave coming. Then Peter stops fucking. He takes his cock out of me and grabs the bottle of water on the bedside table and takes a few sips. "I want to fuck a little longer before I make you breakfast, okay?" I smile. "I almost came." Peter looks at me sternly. "I know, but we're going to do that differently." before I can react he gets up and lifts me up. He pushes my back against the wall and holds my legs up with his arms. My pussy hangs open and his big cock rubs the lips. "oh what a lovely cunt you have. What a lovely hot tight cunt." he sighs as he stares down. His cockhead presses in front of my opening and he rams his entire rod in at once. Aaah! I moan. It hurts a little bit, but it's also so horny. My clitoris rubs against his belly and his cock slides right past my gspot. I can already feel my body tightening. An orgasm is already in the air. And that while he only went inside me. I look at him and wrap my hands tightly around his neck. "Fuck this delicious pussy ready, I can't take it anymore." peter grabs my ass and starts thrusting hard. Oh how hot my cat is! My clit burns with pleasure and I feel the orgasm rising from the bottom of my stomach. "oh yes baby I can feel your pussy getting tighter. Come on for me." i moan. "ahhh Peter I'm cumming! Ahhh ahhh aaaaah!" I hang in his arms shaking. I feel him turn me over and throw me on the bed. "What a nice girl you are." his penis slides into my swollen and soaking wet cummed pussy. He punches and picks up the pace. He looks deep into my eyes and his breathing quickens. "You wanted this so badly? Fuck that nice pussy. Are you going to spray that nice pussy full?" "ohhh yes" moans Peter and he fucks me harder. My gspot is still swollen from my orgasm. That cock feels good. Ooooh, this is nice. "Peter squirts your cum in my cumming pussy" I scream and I come shuddering. Peter moans "I'll squirt you full, ahhhhh" and thrusts his cum deep inside. He falls onto my shoulder and rests. If interested: to be continued.