TheBlindWriter

Note: Not-so-young women are not often seen as sexy main characters in erotic stories. It is my mission to represent older women, especially the mamas, and humans with disabilities, in sexy, hot stories. All of my work is fiction. If characters remind you of someone, please keep in mind you are reading fiction. So lay back and enjoy the read!  

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I sucked in my breath, told myself to put my big girl panties on and just fucking knock on the door.

So I did.

I knocked on room 259 and tried not to pass out.

I can’t believe I decided to do this. I mean, I was fucking in my 40s and I didn’t do this shit in my 20s.

I heard the door unlocking and I pasted on what I hoped was a smile.

“You look gorgeous,” he said and he yanked me in.

“Thank you,” I laughed, “but really … you don’t have to say that. You already got me to come to your room.”

“You don’t even know what you’re talking about. I haven’t made you cum yet.”

“Well, you certainly know how to get a woman all hot and bothered.” I smiled while leaning in for a kiss.

We had agreed on no names. We met on FetLife and decided to stick to our profile names for now.

How did I get here?

He was in town for business and somehow came across my profile and initiated a conversation that led to me taking a ride share to his hotel. I just hoped dearly I wouldn’t end up as a precautionary story told in The Community.

I did tell someone I was here, right?

I kind of forgot everything I was thinking and panicking about when our lips met. His lips were warm and insistant and his mouth was thoroughly kissing me. 

“MMMMM,” I said. “Do you think we can get away from the door?”

“What if …” he growled as he pressed my back to the door and started to kiss my throat, and my collar bone, and he was very quickly working his way down.

“Oh my god,” I sighed. “Right now? I’ve barely been here three minutes …”

“Shhhhhh,” he said. “I told you I was going to take care of you and I meant that. … Also, you’re talking too much and that means I’m not doing my job.”

I pressed my lips shut but couldn’t hold back the grin.

He kissed my stomach through my dress and decided there was too much clothing I guess, since before I knew it, my dress was whipped over my head and his lips were back on my stomach, but this time, they were brushing directly against my skin. 

I hadn’t felt that warm flip in my stomach since who knows when. And I was standing here in my snow leopard print panties and black heels about to have his mouth …

“Oh god …” I gasped when his mouth kissed the very top of my pubic bone. And then I was completely distracted as he slid my panties down to my ankles and reduced me to moans and a lot of heavy breathing while he worked his tongue down and into me. Diving around with his tongue, I felt myself start to shake a little and get a little weak-kneed.

“Open your legs for me and stay standing,” he demanded. 

“okay,” I gasped.

He placed his tongue as far back as my anus and licked me from ass to clit. Over … and over … and over. 

“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” I was being reduced to whimpers. I ran my fingers through his hair and brought his mouth more firmly onto my clit.

“Mmmmmmm,” he said. “You taste sweet like wildflower honey.”

I couldn’t get words out, I just panted my response.

“Mmmmmm,” he said. “You’re so wet and creamy for me. And I’m loving licking you all up.” 

He teasingly bit the inside of my thigh and put his mouth right back on my pussy and continued to lick away. 

“I can’t stand up anymore. … And I’m going to cum. …” I gasped while waves of pleasure began to ripple through me.

“You will stay standing or I won’t let you cum.”

Okay, so he was playing it this way. I think I could manage staying on my feet while cuming. If not …

“Oh fuck yes …” I said through my teeth while I began to feel the very beginning of my orgasm. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. … I’m going to cum all over you.”

I swear it felt like he had more than one tongue in, on, and all over my pussy. I started to feel my orgasm rising from my toes and up through my thighs. I was shaking so hard.

Finally!

My whole body shuddered and I felt my juices dripping down my thighs. My pussy felt slick and wet and oh-so hot to the touch. His mouth was still pressed against me lapping me all up while my orgasm pulsed a second, and third time–each time, I felt myself squirting all over his face.

“God I love this. You taste so good.”

“Yeah, I love it too, but how about you having a turn now?”

“Today is about you.”

“Yes and I want you to fuck me so let’s make it enjoyable for the both of us.”

“Yes ma’am.” He stood up from his kneeling position between my thighs and snaked his arms around my naked waist. 

We somehow made our way to the bed– me stepping out of my panties, and the two of us entangled in each other’s limbs, kissing and fondling each other. We sunk down onto the bed and I assertively climbed my way onto his lap–straddling him and pressing my 36DDDs all over him.

“You’re wearing far too many clothes,” I said while starting to run my hands in and up his shirt. I coaxed his shirt over his head and threw it to the ground. Leaning in for a kiss, I decided his nipples needed attention so I licked them with my tongue. I decided I really liked his right nipple so I gently placed my teeth round it and gave it a little bite.

He sucked in his breath and let out a little moan.

“Do you like that,” I asked.

“Yes I do. but today is supposed to be about you.”

“Oh this is about me.” I brought my mouth to his other nipple. “This is about me getting my way. with you.”

He laughed darkly and let out another, deeper moan as I bit down harder than before on his nipple.

There’s something particularly arousing when your partner is moaning and responding to your touch. It’s something that really gets my juices flowing and certain body parts throbbing. So I bit him again … harder than before.

He let out another groan.

I ran my tongue over my bite mark and kissed the spot. I kissed all over his chest while wriggling around on his crotch.

“Too many clothes,” I said frustratedly. I slid my body down his front and started to kiss him right above his pants. I dipped my fingers into his waistband and caressed him through his underwear. “Imagine all the things I can do if only you had less clothes on.” I started to lick the skin just above the edge of his pants.

“Take them off,” he panted.

“At your service.” And I yanked his pants off revealing a pair of zebra printed boxers. 

“So we’re both into animal print,” I chuckled.

I knelt between his thighs and placed my mouth right on the tip of his cock through his boxers. It twitched under my lips and I gave a little moan of pleasure.

“It’s so hot,” I said. “I can’t wait to feel it in me. all the way deep inside my wet pussy.”

I oh-so gently wrapped my lips over the head of his cock – zebra printed fabric and all. I slid one hand through the legs of his boxers and cupped his balls andsoftly scratched my nails across the surface while tightening my lips. 

“Fuck,” he said as he grabbed my hair and pulled hard enough for my mouth to come off his cock.

“You,” he said, “are a tease. Come here and let me kiss you.”

He sat with his back against the headboard and dragged me up to his lips. He situated us so that I straddled his lap and had quite the access to his cock rubbing against my clit and other parts. 

He deeply kissed me and tongue fucked my mouth. 

And I lost myself in his kisses. 

…

We pulled apart and came up for air. Wrapping his arms around me, he buried his nose in my neck and inhaled. “You smell so good,” he breathed, “so sexy and sweet. Just smelling you makes me hot.”

“Well, that kind of makes me hot,” I laughed, bringing my lips back to his mouth for another round of kissing.

“I think you’ve been a good girl and deserve to be rewarded,” he said in between kisses. 

“Mmmmmmmm, I like to be rewarded.”

“Good.” He gently removed me from his lap and he slid off his boxers. 

“Oh yum!” I breathed and reached out to touch his bobbing cock. 

“Hello there Sir!” I giggled.

“Would you like to do the honors,” he handed me a condom.

“Absolutely,” I said taking the purple condom from his hand.

 I leaned in and kissed the tip of his cock, and then began to slowly roll the condom down … and down … and down. Caressing the length of him and placing another kiss on the tip. Quite satisfied with my handy work, I sat back on my heels and coyly smiled at him. 

“So … what’s next?”

Laughing, he growled and wrestled me onto my back. Kissing me with his amazing mouth, running his hands all over my body, he quickly worked me into a sexual frenzy. I could feel the heat of his cock burning the skin of my inner thighs causing me to squirm and writhe under him.

“I …” I panted, “I … want to be on top.”

“At your pleasure,” he said and reversed our positions.

I straddled his thighs and leaned over once more for a quick kiss. He nipped my lower lip and I moaned. Sliding down the front of his body and rubbing my breasts all over his chest, I made sure to capture his cokc between my thighs and give it a few squeezes. 

I worked my way into a kneeling position and slid my hands up my thighs, up over my hips, and all the way up to my breasts. I ran my palms across my nipples and took each hardening tip into my fingers. I rolled them between my fingers, and slowly rocking my hips, I pinched and tugged both nipples.

“That’s hot,” he said, reaching out with a hand and placing a thumb directly on my clit causing me to moan and shudder. I gritted my teeth.

It was time.

I found the tip of his hot cock with my very wet, and very ready, pussy. I wriggled my hips and slid myself over him – working my way slowly and teasingly all the way down to the base of his cock, fully taking him all in. 

“Fuck,” he moaned while trying to keep his thumb on me.

I grabbed his hands and placed them around my waist. “You’ll want to hold on,” I said smiling. … And began to rock.

I rocked my hips forward and backward.

I shifted my weight side to side.

I circled my hips.

I clenched around his cock while sliding up and down.

I did everything and anything that felt good and I made sure he knew it.

I moaned and panted with each movement and as my orgasm neared, I got louder, and louder with my sounds of pleasure. 

His fingers dug into my skin and all I heard him say was Fuck – over, and over again.

Pressure began to build up just behind my belly. My pussy was so wet, I could feel myself slick and creamy all over his cock. My clit was throbbing, my pussy walls were rippling …

And then … with a final up and down motion, I rode myself to an orgasm.

I kept moving my hips to the feel of each orgasmic wave … my nipples tightening … my whole body flushed … and I SCREAMED!

…

When I finally stilled, he slid out from inside of me and positioned the two of us on the bed so we were spooning. He kept placing soft slow kisses on the back of my neck and he kept breathing me in and slowly rocking his hips against my backside.

I lay there trying to slow my breathing – letting the afterglow of an amazing orgasm wash over me. 

“So …” I asked, “when are you back in town?”

— By LM D’Lishes