Busty MILF Goes to Young Stud's Place

Ms. Carlson leaned back in her office chair, her gaze lost in the intricate numbers that danced across her computer screen. The hum of the air conditioner and the soft patter of her fingers tapping on the keyboard created a soothing symphony that calmed her nerves.

She knew her day job as an accountant wasn’t thrilling, but it was a necessary evil to maintain her lifestyle. However, she couldn’t help but allow her naughty thoughts to drift towards her secret rendezvous with James.

“Damn you, Carlson,” she muttered under her breath, adjusting her blouse as she felt a sudden surge of arousal.

Her heart raced, and her palms began to sweat. “I need to see him,” she whispered, her voice shaking slightly. She reached for her phone, her fingers trembling as she texted James: “Hey, how about I come over later? Got some free time. ;) Let me know so I can blow your mind with my mouth!😊😉. I miss tasting your yummy cock!”

She put her phone away, amused. She knew nobody in the office would ever believe a quiet and seemingly shy woman in her late 40s would send a text like that to a man half her age.

As she sat there, waiting for his response, she couldn’t help but feel a familiar wave of excitement wash over her. It was a feeling she hadn’t experienced since her early twenties.

The thrill of desire coursing through her veins, like a warm, intoxicating cocktail of lust and longing. Her thoughts were filled with images of James, his muscular arms encircling her waist, his lips tracing a path down her neck, his fingers teasing her nipples. She could almost taste the sweet tanginess of his skin, smell the faint scent of his cologne, and hear the soft moans escaping his lips as she pleasured him.

James’s reply finally came…”Yes. Can I play with your balloon titties?”

She giggled like a schoolgirl upon reading it, flattered he had mentioned their pet name for her chest.

“Of course! Please make my job easy; or should I say BLOW job easy and be naked when I arrive.”

Looking around, she exhaled a sigh of relief that no one was looking at her phone screen right at that moment. With a quick glance around the office, she slipped the phone back into her purse.

With a renewed sense of purpose, she dove back into her work, knowing every passing moment brought her closer to the sweet release she sought. As the minutes ticked by, she found herself glancing nervously at the clock, unable to shake the growing anticipation within her.

At last, the blessed hour arrived. She quickly gathered her belongings, her heart pounding in her chest like a hammer striking an anvil.

As she left the building, she took a deep breath, inhaling the crisp autumn air. The leaves crunched beneath her feet, and the smell of burning wood wafted toward her from a nearby fireplace.

Ms. Carlson drove her car towards James’s apartment, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. She could hardly contain her excitement, the anticipation of seeing him gnawing at her insides. Every corner turned brought her closer to their forbidden love affair, and she couldn’t stop smiling.

As she pulled up to James’s apartment complex, she noticed a group of college students loitering near the entrance. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy, knowing that they might cast admiring glances towards her younger lover. She ignored the nagging sensation and parked her car, taking a moment to fix her makeup before stepping out.

Her heart fluttered in her chest as she approached the building, and she couldn’t help but imagine what lay ahead. Would he surprise her with an intimate dinner? Or perhaps he planned something daring and risky?

Regardless, she couldn’t wait to experience whatever surprises awaited her. As she climbed the stairs leading to his apartment, she could feel her heart thumping wildly against her chest. Each step seemed to take an eternity, yet somehow, she managed to reach his door without collapsing.

With a nervous smile, she knocked gently on the door, and the sound echoed loudly in the hallway. She waited patiently, her knuckles pressing firmly against the wood. After a few moments, she heard footsteps approaching, followed by the sound of locks being undone.

The door swung open, revealing James standing in front of her, completely naked. His lean, muscled form stood out against the dim light filtering in from the living room. His gaze locked onto hers, and she felt a rush of warmth spread through her body.

“Hi, Ms. Carlson,” he said softly, a small grin playing on his lips. “Come in.”

She hesitated for a moment, suddenly feeling self-conscious. But the sight of James, naked and handsome, pushed all doubts aside. She stepped inside, closing the door behind her.

The scent of fresh laundry hung in the air, mingling with the subtle aroma of lavender candles. The room was dimly lit, with only a flickering candle casting shadows along the walls.

Ms. Carlson looked up at James, her eyes scanning his body hungrily. He stood there, naked and magnificent, his muscles rippling beneath his smooth skin. He smiled at her, his blue eyes sparking with passion, and extended an arm, inviting her further into the apartment.

“You look amazing today, Miss Carlson,” he murmured, reaching out to caress her cheek.

His touch sent shivers down her spine, and she felt a surge of desire pooling between her legs. She swallowed hard, trying to compose herself.

“Thank you, James,” she replied, her voice barely more than a whisper. “And you…you look…”

He smirked, his eyes sparkling mischievously. “Oh, I think we both know why I look this way. Isn’t that right, Miss Carlson?”

She nodded, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. “It’s right.”

She responded breathlessly, allowing her gaze to roam freely over his body. Her heart hammered against her chest, her pulse surging through her veins. She felt alive and vibrant, like a wilted flower had been revived and transformed into a blooming rose.

“Would you like to sit down?” James asked softly, gesturing towards the couch nestled in the corner of the room.

She shook her head, her resolve strengthening. “No, thank you.

I want to stand here and admire you,” Ms. Carlson breathed, her eyes roaming hungrily over her younger lover’s naked form.

She moved close to him and stood to the side, with one hand rubbing his ass cheek, while the other cupped his balls. Immediately, he groaned, her hand massaging his testicles while the other swirled around his buttocks.

“Mmm, it feels like they’re full,” she whispered, feeling each testicle, witnessing his eyes being closed, his head tilted back.

“I bet you got a load of cum ready for me, don’t you?”

He smiled and grabbed her hand, placing it on his erect penis. It twitched beneath her caressing touch, responding eagerly to her exploration. His shaft throbbed in her grasp, filling her palm with its velvety texture. His erection stood tall and proud, eager to be consumed by her eager mouth.

“I’ve missed you too, tasty dick,” she cooed, her voice cracking with emotion.

“Let me show you how much.”

She reached out tenderly, stroking his face with gentle fingertips. James closed his eyes, savoring the sensations coursing through his body. He felt like a flame igniting within him, spreading heat and light throughout his being. His heart pounded furiously within his chest, while his blood pulsed through his veins urging him onward.

“I’ve missed you too, Ms. Carlson,” he confessed.

“Here, sweetie, let’s go to your sofa.”

With a throbbing erection, James led the way to the sofa, Ms. Carlson in his wake. The anticipation for later, when he could rid her of her full-length dress, made his cock even more excited. He had lusted over the exposed cleavage that was displayed within it, along with her big, curvy ass that was framed perfectly on the other side.

Ha! He thought, feeling sorry for most men his age, who only liked chicks with small waists and moderate-sized tits; they don’t know what they’re missing with big tits and big asses…

He reached the sofa first and laid down upon it, his hands folded across his chest. Like a cougar on the offensive, she removed her glasses, her head dropping down to his crotch. He yelped upon, feeling his balls in her mouth, whimpering and wickedly aroused. Her palms came down on his stomach, as if to calm him.

The contrast between her dark skin and his pale flesh was stark, yet the intensity of their connection transcended any boundaries imposed by society.

“Let me get this off,” she gasped, her tone strained and urgent.

In one swift motion, she ripped the straps of her dress from her shoulders, exposing her voluptuous curves. The garment fell to the floor, leaving her standing bare-chested before him. Her ample breasts jiggled slightly with each breath she drew, and her nipples were stiff and erect, begging for attention.

“You got enough for two rounds, James?”

“Yes, ma’am, I do. I do!”

“Excellent!”

Moments later, his shaft was in her control, her tongue dancing around his cock head, teasing the sensitive spots.

“Please…please…don’t make me wait! I want to cum in your mouth so badly!”

His back arched when she took him in, her lips dropping down all the way to his pubic hair, the room filling with shrieks of bliss.

She sucked in a deep breath, her mouth enveloping the entirety of his cock, savoring the intense flavor of his pre-cum. The heat of her oral cavity surrounded him, her tongue sliding up and down his length, making him writhe beneath her attentions.

Suddenly, she paused, tormenting him by taking her mouth off. “Do you like it when I suck your yummy cock? Does it turn you on?”

“Oh, yes!!

“Just thinking about you coming over here and sucking my cock gets me all hot and bothered.”

***

Ms. Carlson laid on the edge of the sofa, her head barely hanging off, her eyes fixed on James’s crotch as her lips wrapped around his engorged member. The feeling of his throbbing cock filling her mouth sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She sucked greedily, her tongue swirling around the swollen head, collecting droplets of pre-cum. The salty taste of his arousal only fueled her desire, and she yearned for more.

“Oh fuck, baby,” James moaned, his hands getting lost in the fleshy sea of her bosom. “I missed these boobs so much,” he groaned, rocking his hips, his scrotum practically hitting her chin.

“Oh, yes, baby,” he whined, face-fucking her, while pancaking her tits together.

“I’ve been craving these succulent mounds!” His eyes widened at the sight of her ample cleavage, his face displaying a mixture of lust and admiration.

Faster his cock went, working like a piston. Finally, the blessed moment came, and he came. “Uggh, yes!”

His load shot into her warm mouth, cascading down her throat. “You said you wanted to suck my dick…now you’re getting my load!”

She whimpered in approval, gluttonously swallowing his juices.

Her fingers clasped around his cock, her grip tightening as she continued to suckle him, her mouth slurping and popping.

Once the last drop dripped from his dick, she released it from her mouth, kissing the tip affectionately. A satisfied smile spread across her face, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “That was amazing,” she sighed, her voice husky with desire.

“Thanks, babe,” James croaked, still reeling from the explosive orgasm.

“You know, I’ve never had anyone suck my dick quite like that before.”