0 comments/ 27393 views/ 4 favorites A Summer of Discovery By: UhlBWett Growing up in a small southern town turned out to be both a blessing and a curse for me. There wasn't much steady work around my hometown so doing odd jobs quickly became a way for me to make a few bucks after graduation. Thanks to some, let's say very appreciative ladies, I encountered at my job and in my parent's neighborhood; I was able to get a little more than just pocket change during the summer of my senior year. High School graduation was only a couple weeks behind me when I took a short-term job at a six pump Texaco station hidden in the shadow of the interstate. I only took the job to get some spending money before my classes at a local college began in the fall. I was barely eighteen at the time and my hormones were kicking into overdrive. I had broken up with my girlfriend Rhonda back around Easter. Since then the only sex I'd had involved my good friend lefty and a hand full of carefully selected nudie magazines hidden beneath my mattress. I lost my virginity to Rhonda a few months earlier down by the old train trestles in the back seat of her daddy's car. Ronnie, as we called her; wet more than just my appetite for sex. She was tall, firm and tan, with blonde hair, blue eyes and an athletic build. She had very fine blonde pubic hair. At the time a cut off T-shirt and tight faded jeans seemed to be the preferred wardrobe of teenage girls and Ronnie filled hers out quite nicely. That April night we made love down by the tracks was my first time, but it obviously wasn't hers. She knew just what she was doing, knew when to do it, where to do it, and above all, how to do it very well. As a horny teenage boy, I just reveled in the fact that she was doing it with me. I still remember it like it was yesterday. I guess you never forget your first time. The way she felt in my arms, the taste of her silky skin against my lips, even the heavenly scent of her warm moist crotch, is all still very vivid in my mind. While working down at the gas station I encountered more horny women during one summer than most boys will meet during a lifetime. For most of them, getting gas was all a little game. Many of these very flirtatious bitches however, were more interested in teasing than pleasing and I got to know many of them quite well. For some of them the game would begin as soon as they pulled up to the full-serve island. They might reveal a little breast cleavage or casually flash their sexy little panties if they were wearing any, while I cleaned their windshield. Most of them just wanted to tease me, but I was OK with that. Other women were much more open about their naughty intentions. Unfortunately most of those were usually much older and unattractive. I learned quickly how to spot cars with drivers that might indulge my newfound voyeuristic desires. I was horny and all the women knew it. Most of the women were married but a few were single. Some of the women used credit cards so I was able to learn their names. By the summer's end there must have been ten or twelve different women who had either accidentally or intentionally exposed to me; their bare breasts or crotches, some in panties and some naked. I'm no Greek God but I consider myself to be reasonably attractive. I'm 6' 3" tall 215 lbs., young with a muscular build, dark hair and eyes. My cock is only a little above average in length at just over seven inches long, but it swells to over 2 ¼" in diameter, with a soft spongy head that grows even larger when I get really excited. Ronnie seemed very fond of my "average" equipment despite the tiresome adolescent clumsiness she often bitched about. I was to say the least, eager to explore new sexual venues after she and I parted ways. I had my first real sexual encounter at the station during my third week of employment and my first week working alone. It was a Thursday night just before dusk and almost closing time. The driveway bell signaled the arrival of a customer. A black Chrysler convertible with the top down, was sitting at the full service island. I put down my broom and went out to wait on them. As I walked around to the driver's side I saw a pretty young red headed woman checking her makeup in the visor mirror. "Fill it up?" I asked. "Sure why not." she replied still staring into the mirror. I started the pump then went around and began cleaning the passenger side of her windshield. I had just begun to scrub the glass when the young looked directly over at me. "I hope I have that damn credit card." She said raising up and leaning over towards the glove box. She was wearing a canary yellow halter dress with purple flowers. The colorful dress showcased her huge tits very nicely. She pressed her breasts firmly against the center console armrest as she fumbled through the glove box. I took her revealing posture as a less than subtle signal to let the games begin! I was eager for a better look, so I quickly finished up and walked around to the driver's side. She was still fumbling through the debris inside the glove box. She slid even further toward the passenger side of the car then reached down and picked up some lipstick that had fallen onto the floor. When she did her short dress hiked up and revealed to my hungry eyes, her bulging crotch and most of her soft meaty but well shaped ass which was clad in a pair of bright white cotton panties. I stopped scrubbing her windshield for a brief moment and admired the view. Her eyes must have caught my stare, while she didn't openly object; she did reach back in a half-hearted effort to tug the dress back down over her fully exposed buttocks. "I know it's in here somewhere." she whined. Her complexion was extremely fair but almost flawless. "There it is!" she exclaimed as she plopped roughly back into the driver's seat. Her tits bounced abruptly before coming to a stop. Her nipples were now faintly visible and pressing against the soft fabric of her dress. She adjusted her top to reveal a little more cleavage before handing me the card. "Here you go Honey", she said with a teasing smile. The card had a man's name stamped into it. "Is that your husband's name?" I asked as I read the card. "No silly, that's my daddy." she replied mentioning the fact that she didn't have anyone tying her down. "Excuse me" she said opening the driver's door. She stepped out, shut the door, and walked over towards the pop machines as I wrote out her bill. Her plump round ass swayed softly from side to side as she methodically navigated her way across the open lot towards the vending machines. Her legs and ass were a little thicker than I am normally drawn to, but they were extremely well shaped and very sexy. She dropped several coins into the slot then bent over to retrieve a 20-oz bottle of soda from the slot revealing the full cheeks of her sexy ass one more time for my viewing pleasure. She turned slowly and walked back towards the car. Her earrings were jingling, her high heels were clicking and her tits jiggled softly up and down as she approached me. "How much do I owe you", she asked placing her lips very seductively around the mouth of the bottle. I handed her the clipboard and told her $26.50. She signed the receipt and we started to chat while she got back in the car. We talked long enough for me to learn that her name was Crissy and that she was from Illinois. She was a sophomore at the college and she had just left a party on campus. "It's awful early to be leaving a party isn't it?" I asked. "I guess." she replied, adding that college guys can be such assholes sometimes. She hiked her dress slightly and sat the cold wet bottle down between her creamy white thighs. It was already more than ten minutes past closing time and I really needed to lock up before someone told old man Dawson that I was still open at almost a quarter past nine. So I took a chance and asked her if she'd like to grab a bite to eat after I locked up. She hesitated for a moment. "Sure what the hell." She replied. I was in luck. "Great give me a few minutes to lock up the place and then we'll go." I told her. She pulled her car over in front of the service bay doors and got out. Her shoulder length hair floated softly on the warm summer wind. Crissy followed me around the station while I locked doors, and turned off all the equipment. She asked me how old I was, where I lived, if I had a girlfriend, and that sort of thing, just small talk mostly. Soon everything was locked up except for the tire storage shed out back. With wood walls and a tin roof, the shed felt like a sauna most of the time. I walked in and went over to turn off the light. I have to admit that I felt more than just a little uneasy when I heard the door close then lock behind me. Luckily it was being locked from the inside. I felt much better when I turned around to see Crissy slowly walking towards me dragging her index finger across the stacks of new tires as she approached. "It's so hot and musty in here isn't it", she said playfully. I nervously agreed as she reached for my hand. She led me over to an empty corner and began to unbutton my shirt. "I think musty is sexy, don't you?" she asked, undoing the final button on my shirt. Her soft hands ran up my chest to my neck then gently pushed the sweaty shirt down off my shoulders. It fell quickly to the floor. Her soft hands began to caress my smooth chest. Scared but excited, I pulled her closer. Her breath was warm on my chest and her bright red lips were ready for the taking. I cradled the back of her neck and kissed her firmly on her hot wet lips. Her hair was soft and smelled sticky sweet. In an instant her wet tongue eagerly met mine and she began to squeeze the cheeks of my ass. My roaming hands worked feverishly at the knot beneath her hair as she kissed my chest. Finally the knot came free. She gasped playfully in teasing anticipation. Her neck and the front of her shoulders were now completely bare. She put her left hand across her heart to keep her top from falling towards her toes, but before long her right breast then her nipple became partially exposed. Her grip began to loosen as her excitement level started to rise. Her right hand skillfully tugged my zipper down then undid the button on my trousers. My work pants slid quickly downward and stopped as they bunched up around my ankles. I kicked off my shoes and then my pants. When I stepped back to undress, Crissy let the top of her dress fall. Her tits were large, soft, and creamy, and her nipples were swollen, dark and hard, and in my opinion, needed to be sucked. I leaned down and slowly teased her, swirling my hot wet tongue around each of her fully erect nipples. My hard cock pressed firmly against the tightly buttoned crotch of my cotton boxers begging for release. I ran my tongue down across her belly and slid my hands down along her spine and over her ample ass cheeks until they reached the backside of her sexy thighs. Crissy kissed me deeply as I slowly slid them up under her dress and roughly grabbed her soft fleshy panty clad buttocks. She moaned with approval, and lifted her dress up in the front exposing her visibly damp crotch and lower abdomen for attention. Eager to get a gain access to the mysteries hidden beneath them, I hooked her damp cotton panties at the waist with my fingers and slid them slowly down over her quivering legs. She pulled one foot from the leg opening and hoisted her shapely leg up onto a stack of tires beside me. It was bent at the knee. Her soaked, nicely scented panties were still draped around her other ankle. I kissed the top of her soft hairy mound then stood up and fondled her melon-sized breasts. We kissed deeply as I slid my hand from her chest down across her tummy and into the direct heat of her steamy crotch. My fingers slithered through her tangled red pubic hair like a snake through jungle grass desperately seeking out her wetness. Her body stiffened in my arms when my trembling fingers brushed her wet bulging clit. She bit my lip as my middle finger entered her for the first time. She was warm and wet, very wet. Crissy grew even more excited when she managed to pull my boxers down far enough to free my rigid cock and aching balls. The elastic band at the top was stretched tightly against the backside of my sweaty sack pushing my twitching cock even further outward. Her hand eagerly stroked the underside of my throbbing penis as I worked one, two and finally three of my fingers into her fiery hole. Soon her clit was as taught as a banjo string and slippery wet. I knelt down in front of her and placed my hot wet tongue between the dripping folds of her hungry snatch. The horny young co-ed began humping my face. Humping slowly at first then faster and faster as her orgasm began to build. She steadied herself against a stack of tires when she came. Her entire body tensed as she went off, shaking and trembling with a short muffled scream. She was still sucking for air when I stood up and spread a cloth fender cover on the floor and peeled off my bothersome shorts. I stood in front of her fully erect, wearing only my socks. She teasingly collapsed on the fender cover and spread her legs. Her dress was bunched up around her waist. Her juices coated my chin and insides of her upper thighs. Perspiration was beginning to appear over the rest of her voluptuous body. She rose up from her prone position and grabbed my cock. Pulling me towards her, she licked her lips. Before I could even imagine what her warm inviting mouth was going to feel like, her lips were devouring me. First she swallowed just the head, then a little more of the shaft with each enthusiastic bob of her head. She slurped and sucked as she took more than half of my throbbing manhood inside her mouth. She even gagged once or twice but she never stopped sucking. It was the first real head job I ever had. Ronnie would never do anything more than kiss the tip or lick my balls if she was trying and get me hard for our second or third romp. This girl was fucking fantastic! I knew from the tightening feeling in my groin that I couldn't take much more and being more than a little self-conscious about coming in her mouth I pushed her away. Breathing heavily she leaned back onto her elbows across the fender cover while I positioned myself on my knees between her wide spread legs. Crissy quickly reached down and gently grabbed my wet twitching cock with her right hand aligning its saliva covered purple head with the slippery pink lips of her gaping snatch. She slid her fingers a little further down the vein bulging shaft then guided me in. The fingernails on her left hand dug deep into my shoulders and she gasped for air as I poured my throbbing member deep into her tasty honey coated hole. She was extremely wet and by the third or fourth stroke my balls were pressed firmly against the fleshy white cheeks of her soft supple ass. Once again her large inviting nipples were screaming to be sucked. I sucked one and then the other as she wrapped her thick sexy legs around my ass and locked her ankles. She groaned and played wildly with my hair as I kissed and sucked at her neck and shoulders. Her cunt was hot and hungry. It also felt and tasted very different than Rhonda's, it was much softer and much sweeter. Eager to make her come again, I raised my head from her luscious breasts and locked my arms straight out to her sides. I began gently pumping her harder and deeper like I was trying to push her across the cold dirty floor. I made sure to lift my ass so the shaft of my cock came in solid contact with her swollen throbbing clit every time I thrust into her. A trick I learned from Ronnie. I pulled almost completely out of her on every stroke, leaving just the soft spongy head inside. I was almost hypnotized by the way her tits drifted up and back across her chest in constant harmony with my lengthy thrusts. She closed her eyes and arched her back, lifting her ass hungrily off the floor to meet my deep penetrating thrusts. She wrapped her legs even tighter around my ass pulling me deeper into her wet steamy hole. Her legs and ass jiggled as I began to pound her harder. She wasn't there yet, but she was getting closer. The sounds of our sweaty naked bodies smacking together echoed through the tiny metal storage building. Breathing heavily and sweating profusely I stopped stroking and eased my body down against hers. Crissy quickly seized the opportunity and rolled me over onto my back. My throbbing cock never left the soggy confines of her wet hairy pussy as we made the turn. "Let me do the fucking for a while." she said sitting upright on my cock tall and straight. She ran her fingers through her hair and began to grind her hips back and forth slowly. In no time at all she was violently bouncing up and down, feverishly impaling herself on my vein bulging cock. "Oh fuck, I'm going to come!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, before biting her lower lip and tilting her head forward. Her huge tits swayed uncontrollably above me. My hands gripped her ass cheeks pulling them as far apart as I could get them beneath her dress, which had fallen down across her gyrating hips. Her sweaty buttocks continued to slam hard against my upper thighs until she came again this time with a long broken whine. She collapsed on top of me confused and gasping for air. That's when I realized that I couldn't hold back any longer either. I pumped relentlessly upward at her tender wet snatch until she uttered yet another broken moan. I was ready to explode! I quickly lifted her quivering ass up off my pulsing cock. The room went dark and my head began to spin as spurt after spurt of my hot slippery cum began shooting into the air. My cock twitched wildly until the warm gooey contents of my balls had been strewn across her sweaty naked ass. I was somewhat embarrassed by what I errantly perceived to be an obvious lack of control. I laid there gasping but otherwise motionless trying to regroup. Completely exhausted, I released the death grip I had on Crissy's slippery cum soaked buttocks allowing her to slowly ease her cum drenched ass back down against the extremely sensitive head of my still oozing penis. Thanks to the intensity of my spirited orgasm she had hot cum trickling down between the cheeks of her ass, smeared over the insides of her sweaty thighs, and matted in her thick red pubic hair. She even had it clinging to her crumpled dress almost half way up her back. "I want more!" she exclaimed. She moaned again and sighed heavily before she teasingly bit my left nipple. She placed her head on my chest and we quietly embraced remaining in a naked pile on the floor for several minutes kissing and fondling. After five or ten minutes passed, we began the arduous but necessary task of cleaning ourselves up. We finally got dressed and Crissy wrote her number down on the back of a blank gas receipt and squeezed my crotch. We promised to meet me again the very next night and pick up right where we had left off. Crissy and I made it together several more times that summer, including that next day. The locations of our wild and often lengthy sexual escapades included her apartment, in the dugout at the local baseball diamond after midnight, and the back row of the drive-in theatre. The sex was hot every time we had it, but none of our sessions equaled that lust filled first hour we spent together in that hot musty smelling old tire shed out behind the station. I couldn't go in there again without being vividly reminded of our first erotic encounter. I found some of the older women who came into the station to be the most interesting. I think many of them were just lonely and enjoyed the "personalized" attention I gave them. Some were much more blatant about their intentions while others were very discreet. A Summer of Discovery Most of the women who did come on to me were usually unattractive and wrinkly. Lou, an old pervert that I worked with and Mr. Dawson used to tease me about it, saying that the piece of ass I turn down may be the best I never had. But then again Lou was a cock hound from way back. One day a very attractive and very sexy older lady pulled up in an old beat up pickup truck. She sprang from the cab and began to pump her own gas before I could reach the full serve island. "Ma'am I'll do that for." I told her. "O.K. Honey, but don't call me Ma'am it makes me feel old." she replied. I apologized and took control of the nozzle. She leaned back against the truck pushed her sunglasses up across her forehead with her fingers and flashed a playful smile. She gently ran her fingers through her short black Halle Berry style hair and sighed. She was maybe five foot seven and very well proportioned. She was wearing a very short pair of faded cut-off denim shorts and a white Jimmy Buffet tank top. She was nicely tanned and had a very seductive pair of hazel eyes. Her shimmering orange bikini top was slightly visible through the arm opening of her loose fitting top. She was very hot looking for an older woman and despite her age I found myself desperately wanting to fuck her silly. We talked while the gasoline flowed into her all but empty tank. She had a very sexy voice. I introduced myself and she told me that her name was Lynn then asked me how long I had been working at the station. I noticed the bed of her truck was full of hand tools. "That looks like a lot of work." I told her pointing towards the bed of the truck. She grinned and told me that she lived alone in an old farmhouse off highway eleven. "There is always more work than I can ever get done", she said. The pump kicked off and I took her money. I told her I was off the next day and I offered to help here with the chores she had planned. "Thanks, but I can't afford to pay you near what its worth." She said. I shrugged my shoulders and told her I had nothing else to do this weekend and that I'd be glad to help. She reluctantly agreed and gave me the address. "Do you mind splitting wood?" she asked. "Not at all." I replied. "Great I'll see you tomorrow morning around eight A.M. if that's O.K.?" she said as she pulled away. I arrived the next morning bright and early. It was indeed an old farmhouse. It was set back about a hundred and fifty yards off the road down a long gravel lane. The house was sitting on about thirty partially wooded acres with a small pond in the back. There was a huge stack of wood piled up on one side of the house. She was hanging out her laundry when I arrived, bed sheets I think. "You're right on time." she said with a smile as I walked into view. "Ready to get started?" she asked. She had no idea just how ready I was. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans that showcased her camel toes nicely and a peach colored sleeveless T-shirt cropped to reveal her firm mid-section. It also did little to conceal the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. She wore leather sandals on her feet. Her nipples played hide and seek against the soft cotton fabric of her shirt when she stretched to hang up the wet laundry. I watched her ass shake gently in front of me as I followed her down to the small barn that housed her horse and most of the few hand tools that she owned. "You don't know how much I appreciate your help." she said with a smile. I started chopping wood and she disappeared into the house. It was mid July and I knew the morning sun would quickly turn into afternoon heat. By ten O'clock I had already worked up a sweat and I had taken off my shirt. I was stacking the wood up near the porch one wheelbarrow load at a time when she emerged from the house with another basket of wet laundry. "Do you always work so hard?" She asked. "Always!" I teased. She began hanging the clothes out while I finished stacking the last of that load of wood. "Take a break and talk to me." she said. "Alright." I replied as I wiped the sweat from my brow with my bandana and sat back against the freshly stacked wood. She was hanging out her under things so I tried not to be too obvious as I watched her. She had some very sexy panties. Some were cotton, in soft pastel colors. Others were made of silk in very vivid shades of red, lavender, and blue. I fantasized about her seeing her dressed in the sexy lingerie as we talked. There were thong panties, lace panties, and panties made of see through material. My cock began to harden watching her as she bent over to pick up one piece of wet laundry after another. She even had garter belts and stockings. I wondered if she had actually worn the stuff or if she had washed them to proudly display for my approval. If a positive reaction was what she wanted my hard cock was certainly an indication that she got it. When I stood up to go back to work my rigid cock pressed firmly against the buttoned fly on my pants. She noticed the bulge, smiled. "I guess you like pretty lingerie as much as I do." She giggled, glancing away a little embarrassed, I pretended not to hear what she said, and went back to work. Quite a feat considering the throbbing erection that I was trying to ignore. I worked until around 3:00 PM then began to finish up since a storm was blowing in from the west. The sky began to darken and the winds picked up noticeably. I tapped on the back screen door and told her that I had finished. She came out and inspected my work. She complimented me then paid me as she had promised. "I know this isn't much money for all the hard work you did, so if you're free tonight, I'd like to fix you dinner?" she asked taking my hand in hers. I quickly jumped at the opportunity to spend more time with the raven-haired temptress. Besides my parents were out of town for the weekend so I had no problem accepting her flirtatious invitation. We had just begun to talk about the impending evening when the approaching storm when the clouds opened up. A cold hard rain began to fall. She ran to clothesline to retrieve her laundry. I rushed out to help her. The huge drops stung sharply as the rain pelted my naked chest and back. We quickly pulled down her sheets and her lingerie from the clothes line and ran laughing back to the sanctuary of the screened in back porch. In only seconds we were both soaked to the skin, giggling and breathing heavily. She laid the sheets in a basket on the table and turned to face me. Her hair was dripping wet. The wet fabric of her shirt clung tightly to her firm round tits as if it had been painted on. Her cold and hard eraser sized nipples were nicely centered on her ample breasts. Silently she walked over to me and took the dampened pile of lingerie I had clutched in my arms. Thunder rumbled and lightening lit up the background as we both tried to down play the awkward but exciting moment we were sharing. Lynn got us both a towel from the bathroom and we dried off as best we could. Her breasts danced softly on her chest while she dried her hair. I wiped off my upper torso and strolled towards the front door. "So what do you say, will you join me for dinner?" she asked again. "Sure I'd like that." I told her. I agreed to return around 8:00 PM then made a dash through the falling rain to car. She stood in the doorway, smiled and waved goodbye as I drove away. Once I was home, I tried to take a power nap. It was difficult to get to sleep as visions of her hot hard-nippled body kept running through my mind. I couldn't help but wonder if she was just being nice to me or if she had something else in mind. I had never been with a woman who was so much older than I was and I began to feel more than a little anxious as I pictured in my mind what making it with her could be like. I finally managed to fall asleep. When the alarm went off around six, I got up took a shower and prepared for my much anticipated evening with a sexy older woman. I shaved, showered, brushed my teeth, and put on my favorite cologne. I chose to wear only a faded pair of bib overalls, a nice western shirt and boots. I didn't put on any bothersome underwear because I wanted to draw her attention to my well-stuffed crotch and besides, I felt much more at ease without them. Heavy rain continued to fall outside but relented long enough for me to reach my car. My cock began to press anxiously against the buttons on the crotch of my bibs as I fantasized about how she might look totally naked. I was eager to experience the touch and taste of an older woman. On the drive over I decided however to spare myself any unwarranted embarrassment by not making any type of move on Lynn unless I was absolutely sure about just what her intentions were. My questions regarding her intentions were answered the moment I rang her doorbell. She came to the door looking extremely hot. "Hey, come on in", she softly gestured. She was wearing a short blue fiesta style dress. It was the type that gathers around the waist then flows from the hips down to just below her mid thighs. The neckline plunged deeply to reveal a great deal of tanned cleavage. I had seen this style of dress worn by other women before with the shoulders exposed or covered. Lynn had chosen to cover hers, probably to conceal the straps of her push-up bra. She wore pearls around her neck, bracelets around her wrists, and diamonds in her ears. Black seamed stockings covering her shapely legs and a pair of sapphire blue "come fuck me pumps" completed her sexy ensemble. Her makeup was flawless and her lips were painted ruby red. "I hope you don't think that I'm over dressed, but I don't get the chance to entertain very often." she said. I assured her that I didn't and told her that I thought she looked fantastic. The storm had knocked out her electric just before I arrived, but we made the best of it. "Dinner is ready, but I hope you don't mind eating by candle light." she teased, as she leaned over to light the candles at one end of a huge mahogany table located in the spacious dining room, her dress hiked slightly to reveal the tops of her stockings and the bottoms of the garter straps that held them in place. "There we go"; she said blowing out the long fireplace match. She brought the meal in from the kitchen while I poured us both a glass of wine. As soon as we sat down to eat the rain began once again. Not a violent type rain but a steady gentle, almost soothing rain that pounded on the tin roof of the old farmhouse. Thunder rolled off in the distance and lightening occasionally lit up the otherwise dark and cozy room. We finished dinner and she began gathering the dirty dishes and taking them into the kitchen. Several times during dinner our eyes met. Our legs touched beneath the table almost as often. I sensed a real hunger in her focused stares. I didn't know how long it had been since she'd been with a man. A steady summer diet of Crissy had kept me sexually satisfied but I was eager to broaden my horizons by parting the legs of the delicious raven-haired beauty in front of me. She was standing at the sink rinsing off some plates when I walked up behind her. I took the dishes and sat them down beside her, then gently reached up to align the clasps on the strands of shimmering pearls that adorned her sexy slender neck. She took a deep breath as I stepped up close behind her. As I adjusted the pearls she tilted her head forward then rolled it slowly in a circular motion. I began slowly massaging the exposed portions of her bare shoulders. "You're very tense." I told her allowing my warm breath to caress her skin. "You need a massage." She answered my subtle if not obvious advances with a soft moan and stepped back slightly. She pressed her soft round ass back against my crotch and her back against my chest. "God that feels good", she said clumsily setting down a plate that was only partially rinsed. She closed her eyes and turned to face me. She leaned forward then hesitated briefly before she softly pressed her wet inviting lips against mine. Her tender wet kiss was the sexual signal that I had been waiting for. She pulled back her head and I brushed her cheek with my thumb and cupped the back of her head with my fingers. Lynn tilted her head back into my hand and exposed her neck and shoulder area to me. With my other hand on her waist I gently kissed her neck as I slid the sleeve of her dress off of her shoulder with the other. She placed her hands upon my tapered waist as I continued to sample her freshly exposed flesh. We kissed again as I slid the other sleeve from her shoulder. "Isn't that better?" I asked, as I leaned forward to kiss her again. She nodded softly with her eyes closed, not speaking a word. The narrow straps of bra were still draped across her otherwise naked shoulders. I deeply but gently probed her open mouth with my hungry tongue. Her tongue forcefully met mine and she began to breathe very erratically. Lynn grabbed the sides of my bibs and pulled me closer and started sucking hard on my tongue. Her right hand began a slow nervous descent towards my bulging crotch. I slowly lowered my right hand down over her left breast and began to gently caress it through the soft sexy fabric of her dress. Soon both my hands were filled with her firm well-rounded tits and her hand was stroking my fully erect and noticeably throbbing cock. While I struggled with the zipper on the back of her dress Lynn unsnapped the shoulder straps on my overalls. The bib portion fell towards the floor; the sides were still buttoned at my waist. She hastily flipped the straps off my shoulders with her fingers. As I eased the once bothersome zipper down her back her dress began to fall open in the front revealing her impressive breasts. She was wearing a bright cobalt blue bra with sheer cups. Her tanned breasts were pressed tightly against the thin transparent fabric. She indeed had eraser-sized nipples which were now fully erect and surrounded by areolas just slightly larger than a nickel. She began unbuttoning my shirt while I continued gently squeezing her firm round tits and kneading her hard pink nipples between my thumbs and index fingers. Her fingers peeled the shirt from my shoulders as I undid the snap of her bra. She took a deep breath when I stepped back and pulled the sexy bra from her chest and tossed it to the floor revealing her beautiful naked tits. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as I leaned down and softly placed my lips to her bare breasts, kissing each of her hard, dark, sensitive nipples one at a time. The sweet alluring scent of her perfume was beginning to cloud my mind. All I wanted to do was toss her to floor and fuck the living shit out of her! Despite my enthusiasm I managed to control my desires. I had a firm grip on her left breast with my right hand and my tongue was swirling around her right nipple. Lynn moaned softly as I kissed the undersides of her firm round breasts and moved my lips slowly around the sides and upwards towards the curve of her shoulders. She shuddered with pleasure as I devoured her silky skin. I reached down with my left hand and began a slow teasing caress. I started at her knees and worked my way beneath her dress and up along the inside of her smooth sexy thighs. The feel of her silky nylon stockings beneath my fingers and the soft naked flesh at the top of her inner thighs almost made me blow my load right in my pants. Her legs quickly parted when my callused hand reached the dampness of her steamy crotch. Her tiny thong was made of the same sheer blue material as her bra. The narrow crotch of her skimpy panties contained little more cotton than an aspirin bottle. Her pubic hair was thick, dark but neatly trimmed and totally concealed by her narrow thong. Lynn reached for my bulging crotch as I burrowed my middle finger beneath the elastic leg opening of her panties in search of her wetness. Kissing me deeply she began to desperately caress my cock through the faded denim of my bibs. I slid my hand further southward over her crotch until my fingers reached her steamy wetness. She gasped and moaned softly as I gently tugged her silky panties to one side. She was slowly losing control and quickly shedding her inhibitions. Growing hotter, Lynn yanked with the snaps at the waste of my bibs until they came undone. My fully erect cock sprang free like the diving board at the deep end of the pool. She moaned with approval as she quickly grabbed its pink spongy head and gently gave it a squeeze. She gasped softly as I parted her warm wet pussy lips and entered her with my middle finger. Slowly I slid it further into her hot wet snatch until it was completely inside her. She pumped her hips against my hand, banging her ass against the cabinet doors, letting me know she wanted and needed more! I eased yet another finger into her slippery hole. Her meaty pussy lips clung to my fingers as I swirled them inside her. She bit her lower lip and rocked with pleasure in my arms. I kicked off my boots and stepped out of my overalls. I was naked and fully erect. Lynn pinched her nipples with one hand and stroked her clit with the other as she watched me undress. She turned away from me seductively and faced the window. She then pushed her dress down over her tanned pretty ass until it fell to the floor. The narrow strap of her thong disappeared between the baby smooth cheeks of her mature ass until she bent over. I dropped to the floor on my knees strategically behind her. She leaned forward and braced herself with her hands flat against the edge of kitchen counter. I kissed her ass cheeks softly and slowly and again pulled her panties to one side, this time from behind. The hot steamy, needy scent of her much older pussy was making my cock throb and my pre-cum run. I ran my hands softly across each off her naked buttocks and down the entire length of her stocking clad legs to her ankles. After realizing that she was wearing her thong on the outside of her garter and stockings I quickly removed her panties. I slid my fingers beneath the straps of her garter belt and pulled apart the firm round cheeks off her ass with my thumbs. She took a deep breath, one heavy with anticipation. Lynn's hot bulging pussy was different in many ways to the pussies of the two young women that I had fucked. Her outer lips were much more swollen than Crissy's and her inner lips were elongated, mostly hidden, but very shiny and wet. I couldn't wait to plunge my hot wet tongue into the warm pungent dampness of her twat and press my nose firmly against the pink puckered ring of her asshole. She moaned and trembled with excitement as I began to work my tongue. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks with her own fingers as I lapped eagerly at her hot juicy pussy. Just when I was really getting into eating her hot steamy slit, Lynn pulled away and pushed me down onto my back. She walked around my body and dropped down onto her knees just above my head and facing my feet. I stared up at her hairy wet naked twat in anticipation of what might be next. She eased her dripping snatch right down onto my waiting lips, then leaned forward and took the soft purple head of my hard swollen young cock into her warm hungry mouth. She swirled her tongue slowly around the tip, tongued at the hole and stroked the shaft until I thought I would blow her head off. I eagerly buried my face in her dripping snatch trying to get my mind off my impending orgasm. It worked for a short while. Her firm ripe breasts and hard nipples rubbed against my lower abdomen and her hips ground against my face and chin. Soon my entire face was covered with her sweet heavenly scented juices, even my forehead. A Summer of Discovery Her ass quivered and she stopped sucking as she neared orgasm for the first time. Her strong shapely thighs squeezed my head and her entire body tensed before she briefly went limp on top me. I tugged at her buttocks and flicked surgically her tender asshole with the tip of my hot eager tongue. She quickly came back around and began grinding her clit against my chin once again. Her head quickly bobbed up and down as she sucked my throbbing young cock. Before I knew what was happening, the warm salty contents of my shrinking balls were headed for her throat. I tried to warn her of my impending release by patting her quivering ass cheek wildly, but she already knew I was there and was eagerly waiting to suck down my entire load. I arched my back, lifted my pelvis and shoved my cock further into the back of her throat. I felt too good to worry about it! Lynn gagged briefly then giggled softly. I moaned loudly and even screamed, unable to hold back any longer, as I released burst after burst of hot slippery cum inside her mouth. She took every bit of my load swallowing several times without removing her mouth from around the shaft of my pulsing cock. She grabbed it at the base, then slurped and sucked on it, chasing a few missed drops down over my throbbing shaft. She slowly milked the last drop onto her outstretched tongue and released her coaxing grip, letting it fall abruptly against my pelvic bone. "Was that your first blow job?" she turned to ask with a cum soaked grin. My blush must have given me away because she knew that I was lying when I told her no. We slowly gathered ourselves and headed off into the master bedroom. It was huge from what I could tell about it in the dark, and full of antiques. A large canopy bed was the centerpiece. Lynn cracked open the windows and lit a couple candles before we threw our naked bodies into a pile on the bed. She straddled me again this time facing me. She leaned forward and began kissing me. Her skin was soft, smooth and hot to the touch. It wasn't, rough or wrinkly they way I thought an older woman's skin might be. The sweet scent of her perfume still clung nicely to her neck and naked breasts. Lynn had a look in her eyes that I had never seen before, a hunger perhaps. I struggled briefly to try and understand. I began to apologize for coming so quickly when she gently reached over and placed her index finger to my lips and softly whispered hush. "Just don't let it happen again", she teased as she nibbled on my ear lobe. My hands wandered slowly down over the back of her smooth sexy body and across her sexy lace garter belt towards her ass. Her tits rubbed against my chest as we kissed. My hands squeezed her firm white buttocks. I allowed my fingers to occasionally trace the contour of the still moist crevice of her ass down to the hot slippery opening of her inviting twat. She squirmed uncontrollably and kissed me harder every time my finger crossed her tightly puckered anus. "Damn that feels good." she said running her fingernails slowly across my chest. My fingers were once again exploring her forty-year-old twat. I stroked her clit until it began to grow then slid two fingers slowly inside her well-lubricated snatch. Our tongues tangled in a deep wet passionate kiss as she rocked her hips back and forth making her mound brush up against my rapidly rising cock. Just when my manhood was almost at full strength again, she kissed my chest and slid her face down across my body dragging her hot wet tongue towards my swollen cock. She pushed my legs apart and buried her face between them once more. I couldn't help but flinch slightly the first time her soft wet tongue caressed the sensitive wrinkled flesh that covered my sagging balls. The thunder grew louder as it moved closer and the lightening became more frequent and intense, often lighting up the room like a flash bulb, capturing the erotic images of our lovemaking and recording the carnal nature of our illicit sins for eternity, as if God himself were watching. Lynn slowly and skillfully licked and sucked on my balls until my cock was once again fully erect. Then her tongue ascended the entire length of my love muscle. The trip took only seconds but seemed longer. When she reached the head her hand gently slid down the shaft pulling the skin on my hard cock even tighter against the base. Hungry for more, she kissed the tip, placed her tongue across the opening then eased her warm inviting mouth down engulfing the entire head. I watched with amazement as her cheeks sucked in and her head began to slowly slide up and down my member. With each downward stroke of her head she took a little more of my cock into her mouth. Each time her head slid back up, more of my thick vein bulging shaft glistened with her saliva. It felt great and I wasn't ready to explode yet, like the first time. Lynn had managed to take the edge off earlier with that fantastic pussy in my face blow-job in the middle of the kitchen floor. She licked, sucked and slobbered until my entire cock and most of my balls were completely drenched. Her lips and even her chin were wet. Undaunted she raised up, placed my legs together, turned and eased down over me on her knees, straddling my body until her crotch hovered a couple inches above mine. Reaching behind her, she once again took my rigid cock between her fingers and hoisted it to a vertical position. Quietly she nuzzled the saliva covered head against the folds of her steamy wet snatch rubbing it slowly up and back before easing down onto it. She sighed softly as she began her descent. With her hands pressed firmly against my shoulders she eased slowly up and further down until the cheeks of her ass came to rest against my pelvis. Within seconds she was taking it all. Just when I thought she was about to find her rhythm Lynn lifted up off my wet rigid cock and slid down off the end of the bed. She leaned forward and took my hand. Without speaking she led me across the room to a large upholstered armchair. She had a gleam in her eye and a purpose in her step as she patted the velvet covered cushion of an antique chair. "Sit here" she whispered with a kiss. I eagerly obeyed and awaited her next command. There I sat with the head of my hard cock poking against my belly button. Lynn stepped towards the chair. Facing me she licked her lips and hoisted her left leg over one arm of the chair then put her right leg over the other. Her pussy parted wide as she slid across the arms towards my waiting cock. Her legs dangled helplessly over the arms of the chair. Her hands gripped the back of the chair on each side of my head and her firm breasts swung softly back and forth in front of my face. Her nipples were hard and her snatch was wet. I squeezed her ass with both hands as she slid closer causing yet another hungry moan to escape from her lips. She had a very determined look on her face as she reached for my cock again. Not wanting to waste any more time she lowered her hips and guided my cock deep inside her. She rolled her head back and groaned as she slid all the way down until her ass cheek reached my upper thighs. Lynn rose up slightly then rocked her hips back and forth. She giggled playfully as I gently caressed her tits, kissing and sucking at each of her hard pink nipples. I ran my hands down over her slender waist and underneath the extremely taught rear suspenders of her garter belt. I grabbed the cheeks of her ass and she began to bounce up and down, slowly at first, then much faster and noticeably harder. Lynn's shapely ass began making a hot flesh smacking sound every time it came in contact with my upper thighs. Lynn's breasts danced in a circular motion in front of my face. Her nipples occasionally came in contact with my eager tongue. She was moaning and writhing wildly in my arms, virtually impaling herself on my rigid cock. My balls began to tighten and perspiration began to bead up on her neck just above the shimmering strand of pearls and down over her naked shoulders. Determined to make her come I placed my hands on her hips and began applying even more pressure and force to her downward thrusts. Grunting and groaning, she continued to bounce until her breathing became very erratic and her legs began to tremble from exhaustion. Her high heels had long been tossed from her feet and across the room during her spirited ride. Her juices covered my cock like syrup on an ice cream sundae. Lynn came twice before we were finished. When her first orgasm arrived the muscles in her thighs began to bulge from squeezing the chair with her legs so hard. She bounced up and down uncontrollably and let out a loud primal scream as she dug her long fingernails into my chest. When the rush of euphoria finally took her she completely lost it. "Oh fuck!" she hollered at the top of her lungs. Her mouth was open and her head was tilted back. Her up and down motion quickly turned into a forceful pelvic grind. She let go of the chair and began to fall back. I grabbed her by the arms to keep her from falling off onto the floor. She reeled back and forth a few times then her entire body shook. She hoisted her ass up off my thighs then slid it hard back down onto my cock for a final time. Her legs relaxed their grip and dangled lifelessly over the arms of the chair. She collapsed against me gasping for breath. I fondled her ass while she moaned and tried to regain her senses. She trembled as I began massaging the tender tissue surrounding her tightly puckered asshole with my middle finger. She lifted her head from my shoulder opened her eyes long enough to give me an "Oh, Baby" glance and place a long wet thank you kiss upon my lips. I placed my right hand softly behind her head and kissed her back. "Now it's my turn", I whispered in her ear as I lifted her leg off the arm of the chair in order to slide out from underneath her. Lynn leaned to one side still dazed and drained from her orgasm. I stood up and she placed her knee back down on the chair and began to stand up. I gently stopped her and instructed her to put both her knees back on the chair cushion and face the wall. Still in a haze, she did I asked. Her teardrop shaped ass was gorgeous and ready to be taken. Her entire pussy and the crack of her ass were covered with a shiny aromatic glaze, the lingering result of her gut wrenching multiple orgasms. I gently patted the insides of her soft wet thighs coaxing her to part her legs as far as the arms of the chair would allow. At first she seemed a little puzzled but quickly picked up on my unspoken intentions. I stepped up behind her then reached around and fondled her hanging breasts, gently pressing my hard slippery cock up and back between the soggy cheeks of her ass. I kissed the back of her neck and squeezed her throbbing nipples tightly. "Lean forward." I whispered to her softly. She pressed her ass back even harder against my cock then leaned forward. She laid her head gently on the back of the chair and arched her back which stuck her tanned ass even further into the air. "Is this what you want?" she teased. The only tan lines on her gorgeous body were from a thong bikini bottom; a small triangle that barely covered her pubic hair in the front and another narrow strip that started just above her ass and disappeared into her crack in the back. "Yeah, that's it." I told her as I slid my fingers under the garter straps that stretched tightly across her hot round ass down to her soft silk stockings. With my fingers pointed to her sides, I squeezed her ass and parted the cheeks with my thumbs. Her pussy lips were wet, open, and inviting. I was still coated with her juices, so my cock slid easily inside her until my balls shuttered to a stop against her swollen mound and hard bulging clit. She bit the back of the chair as I began to slowly deep stroking her hot steamy hole. I soon discovered that I could change the angle of penetration and my fucking rhythm by standing on my tip toes or by moving my hips just a little from one side to the other. Lynn seemed to respond well to the changes I was making and began to meet my eager thrusts with her own. The sight of my hard wet cock disappearing between her hot wet pussy lips was really turning me on, I needed more. I placed my right foot up onto the arm of the chair and began pumping faster. It wasn't long before my cock was sliding in and out of her twat with the speed and accuracy of a needle on a commercial sewing machine. Lynn muttered a broken whimper as my balls slammed against her clit with every stroke. Her hands clenched the upholstery on back of the chair. Her tits swayed and ass cheeks rippled against my pounding pelvis. The room was quiet and almost dark. The thunderstorms that had been around most of the evening had finally moved off sometime during our lovemaking session. The strobe like lightening flashes that had metaphorically captured our lust filled moments earlier in the evening were now gone. The only sounds to be heard were the sloshing noise of my cock plunging into Lynn's hot wet pussy and the occasional low clickety-clatter of her pearls banging together. Lynn rose up and placed her hands on the back of the chair. I caressed and squeezed her wildly flailing tits and reached around with my left hand and stroked her hard clit in a circular motion with my right as I continued pounding her pussy with my rock hard cock. Fuck this bitch is hot; I thought to myself. Lynn was nearing orgasm once again. By stimulating her clit, I had brought her to the edge again. "Oh fuck that feels good!" she screamed. "Harder, fuck me harder!" I was only too happy to oblige her. I began recklessly slamming my cock deep into her twat with all my might. She let out a series of loud screams, reached over her shoulders, grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked me closer. My lover's body shook uncontrollably then she loosened her grip and fell forward against the soft back of the chair with her head turned and her cheek pressed against the fabric. Experiencing her orgasm had brought me to the brink. My rhythm became broken and my legs started to tremble. "I'm going to come!" I warned. "Come on my ass!" she begged. "Pull it out and come all over my ass!" Five or six hard deep strokes later I felt an overpowering tightness in my groin. My mind went blank as a surreal feeling engulfed my entire body. I was ready to explode a second time. I continued fucking her frantically until I could absolutely no longer hold back. Moaning loudly I prepared to withdraw as my moment of release had finally arrived. I pulled my pulsing cock from her inferno like twat and began spewing streams of hot cum onto the smooth bronze skin of her elevated ass cheeks. The first burst shot wildly into the air leaving a trail of thick white cum up across the rear of her lace garter belt and halfway up her back. The second spirited stream of erotic nectar splattered against her right ass cheek. All of which happened before I was even remotely able to concentrate on where I was aiming. The next two bursts each found their mark landing just above or around the lifesaver sized puckered ring of her asshole then trickling down across her well-fucked snatch. The fifth and ultimately final surge missed her ass and dribbled down onto the inside of her thigh and the top of her nylons. After pumping as much of the creamy load from my cock as I could with my hand. I used the head to smear my cum all over her ass then eased it back into her gooey twat and slowly fucked her until I went soft. We were both covered with cum, hers and mine. I leaned down and kissed her neck as my limp cock slid from her slightly battered and well buttered pussy. "You're a bad boy." she giggled placing my hand on her right breast. Her nipples were fully erect and hard as a rock. She eased herself around to face me and we embraced. I grabbed her messy ass cheeks and lifted her from the chair. She wrapped her legs around me and I carried her across the room towards the bed. I collapsed on top of her, half-playing and half from exhaustion. We kissed and played for a while before drifting into a deep gentle sleep. I awoke the next more to the smell of bacon cooking on the stove. I wandered into the kitchen to find Lynn wearing only a T-shirt standing at the toaster. "Good Morning." she said with a smile. We talked over breakfast and both of us agreed that I should do more work at her place before the summer ended. After filling our bellies with some much needed nourishment and one more quickie in the shower, we finally got dressed. I thanked her for a wonderful night and reluctantly headed out. All the way home I played back the events of the night before. The sights, the tastes, and the smells were all still fresh in my mind. Lynn had made me a believer in the charms of older women. I returned to her house several times that summer and all of our uninhibited sessions were just as satisfying and intense as the first time. My final sexual encounter of the summer took place late in August just before Labor Day. It was one of those hot "dog day" afternoons the Deep South is famous for. The temperature must have been close to one hundred degrees. Old man Dawson had gone to Tylersburg to pick up part for a car that was on the rack. I knew he'd be gone at least an hour. So it was just me, the new guy (my replacement), and the customer that owned the only car in the shop. She was a tall attractive light skinned black girl with a very shapely build. She asked me for the key to the ladies room and smiled before she disappeared around the side of the building. I had never really been attracted to black girls before, but I found something about this chick very sexy. She had shoulder length dark curly hair, big dark eyes and a pretty smile. She was wearing a knit button front vest, a short faded denim skirt and platform shoes and she was without question one of the most attractive black girls I had ever seen. She had nice large breasts, a well-rounded booty, and long sexy legs. I was sweeping up a few minutes later when I noticed the indicator light that draws the attention of the attendant on duty to the restrooms was on. Usually it means that the dispensers are out of toilet paper or the toilet is clogged. It was my least favorite job of all around the station. It seemed strange that the restroom would need attention already because I had it standing tall and super clean before my shift started. Somewhat disgusted, I walked around the back of the station towards the restrooms. As I approached I noticed there was an ink pen stuck between the ladies room door and the jamb to keep it from closing. Somewhat puzzled I knocked softly. "Is anyone in here?" I asked loud enough for anyone inside to hear before I entered. I knocked again and got no reply. I eased open the door and peered inside a little confused. Leaning down I glanced down to see if I could see feet or legs beneath the petition of the stall. I saw nothing so I strolled on in wondering where the young black girl had gone with the key. The stall door was unlocked so I gently pushed it open about two or three inches. I looked around the room for any obvious or glaring problems, then pushed the door to the stall open and stepped in. What I found took me completely by surprise. Sitting up on the tank of the commode with her feet up on the toilet seat and her legs spread was the sexy young black girl. I was petrified that I had really screwed up and walked in on this girl without her knowledge. I stepped back slamming the stall door shut as I went and began to frantically apologize. She laughed and told me to relax. "Does it always take you so long to come when a horny girl needs you?" she asked.