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Fucking The Handyman, Part Two (Day One)
Mac told me that he wanted our first night alone together to be very romantic. He wanted to treat me to an expensive dinner at a nice restaurant followed by a quiet evening of conversation back at my place. I know…this is not starting out as all of the other steamy “naughty posts” that you see on this website. But for me it was such an INCREDIBLE TURN-ON! I wore a light chiffon dress with spaghetti straps to dinner…one of my very favorite outfits because the skirt is cut around mid-thigh so that it really shows off my long legs. I never wear hosiery because, quite frankly, my legs look fucking awesome just the way they are. I also chose this particular dress because the fabric clings to me in such a way that it highlights my curves; my hips and ass look GREAT in this dress! My lacey push-up bra that I’d bought at Victoria’s Secret over the weekend supported my modest 36B titties nicely up top. I had on my first-ever thong (also from Victoria’s Secret). My new underthings made me feel like SUCH A SLUT and it was a great feeling. Other than some light eyeshadow, I wear hardly any make-up; I’m blessed with my Italian grandmother’s beautiful skin with an olive Mediterranean complexion that makes me look ten years younger than I really am. I’ll be 53 next February but when people hear that they’re blown away; they thought I was in my late 30s/early 40s.
When we got back to my place after dinner, Mac and I sat together in the dark on the elevated deck overlooking our secluded backyard and shared a bottle of Jameson’s Irish Whiskey (my personal favorite). We drained it and got a little drunk, but we talked until midnight and the conversation was even more erotic than anything we could have done physically. Mac explained that all he wanted to do tonight was hold me in his arms while we slept, to feel me near him. That we had all week to fuck. Hey, I might be easy but I’m no dummy and I knew exactly what Mac was doing. He was teasing me. He wanted me sopping wet from anticipation by the time morning rolled around. And you know what? I was!
Mac set the alarm for 5:30 a.m. because he had a full day ahead of him. He woke up with an enormous hard-on and proceeded to rouse me by pulling back the sheets and gently kissing my buttocks. By the time I was fully awake he was running his tongue up and down the length of my ass crack as I lay on my side with my nightshirt bunched up around my waste with no underwear on. I looked over my shoulder to find Mac completely naked; he’d stripped out of his t-shirt and had tossed it onto the floor. “Good morning, beautiful,” he said. I smiled at him and pulled off my night shirt. Once I was naked, too, Mac grabbed hold of my hips and raised me up into the doggy-style position and told me to wait there while he got a condom. I clutched my pillow and waited while he sheathed himself. I was so fucking wet and horny. When Mac finally climbed back onto the bed and mounted me, he surprised me by driving himself into me so hard that my head banged up against the headboard. But I was surprised in a good way, and Mac’s raw animal passion only made me wetter down below. His breathing got heavier and he began grunting. I heard him mutter words like “fuck” and “shit” under his breath and then out of nowhere he slapped my right ass cheek REALLY hard…so hard that it brought tears to my eyes. But you know what? I liked it! I really liked it! I told him to keep doing it…to fuck me harder…to talk dirty to me…to call me names…any names he could think of…to give me what I deserve. The thrusts started coming faster and faster and faster. I heard him mutter “you fucking bitch” and “you’re my whore now” and “you really like it rough, don’t you?” He began alternating his slaps from one ass cheek to the other until he finally let out a loud groan and his thrusting eased back to soft, gentle strokes. He stopped slapping my ass cheeks and instead grabbed hold of them with his strong hands. He pulled my hips close to him as he buried his cock deep into my pelvis and just held it there with what I would describe as “mini-thrusts.” He was cumming. When he withdrew, I told him to show me the condom before he pulled it off. The balloon end was HUGE with semen; I’m really surprised it didn’t burst. It was a beautiful thing to see. I was so happy.
Since I hadn’t cum yet, Mac obliged by having me roll over so that he could finish me off orally. I got onto my back and pulled my knees back up against my titties so that Mac could have a spectacular view of my beautiful thighs, my glistening labia surrounded by my trim brunette bush, my smooth crotch, and my gorgeous Italian asshole. Within minutes I was gushing…so much so that I had to change the bed sheets. Mac and I took a shower together, enjoyed a nice breakfast together, and then I drove Mac back to his townhouse so that he could get to work by 8:00 a.m. I kissed him goodbye in his driveway and told him: “Your whore will be back to pick you up tonight at 6:00.” Stay tuned for Day Two.
That sounds fucking amazing. Did he munch on your pussy, & asshole again?
Yes, he made me cum by eating my pussy. But he woke me up by kissing my buttocks, running his tongue up and down the length of my long, deep well-defined ass crack, and by snaking his tongue deep into my little shitter.
I've never met a 52 yr old who's as horny as you, or who likes to curse as much as you. I think It's really sexy, & clearly Mac does as well. Oh and it sounds like you're deeply in love with your body.
As I said before, I'm very proud of my body. In fact, considering I'm the mother of two college-aged daughters, I'd say I have a great body. I can still wear bikinis and mid-riffs. My tummy is muscular and taught and flat as a washboard (and, trust me, after having kids it took a LOT of hard work to get that back into shape...so, yeah, I'm proud of myself and like the way I look in the mirror). And I've always had a dirty mind and a brassy personality that can "spit and cuss" as well as any man out there. Along with my body, it's probably the other thing that attracts men like mosquitoes and horseflies. It's what attracted my husband to me way back when. But he hasn't kept himself in shape the way that I have. He's overweight (not obese yet, but getting there) and this has made him impotent at the age of 58. He can't satisfy me anymore so he doesn't even try and he refuses to go to the doctor about it. I still love him, but Mac has awakened a lust in me that I have not felt IN YEARS.
I just find it incredibly arousing that a 52 yr old woman enjoys anal sex, & having a man tounge fuck your asshole.. it's really fucking sexy.
You're so very sweet to say that. Thank you! Be sure to check out my other post about last weekend, "Fucking The Handyman, Part Two (Day Two)." One reader thought it was disgusting, but Mac and I didn't think so. To each his own, right?