Do older women have extra sizzle?

At 45 she was drop dead gorgeous and could make a crowded room stop and stare. Simple magnetic sexual attraction.

He was just a young kid of 26, smart and interested in whether the myth was true about going out with an older women. He just had to find out.

It was no small feat to enter the circle of her world, she was rich, elegant, and divorced.  Every rich man was going after her. His tactic was going to have to be the opposite. In fact he only had average good looks, a good personality but a natural confidence with the ladies.

Finally he got audience, and played it cool, but friendly. She was even hotter up close. They chatted, made small talk. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath the low cut silk blouse and he could clearly see she was erect. And her smell. Definitely not bubblegum. It was pure luxurious sophistication. He was feeling dizzy.

Through the small talk they found they were attending the same party later on in the week. As they kissed goodbye, she got up and brushed her breasts lightly across his arm.  He went home and masturbated.

She was a no-show at the next party. As he searched for the hostess to say goodbye, there she was, sitting in a chair in the kitchen chatting away with the hostess. She had come in through the back door. “I think you’re too drunk to drive home.  Can you drive him?” the hostess said looking at her. “Of course. I was going home anyway.”

He slid into the passenger seat next to her, intoxicated by her presence, her smell. Her neck was exquisitely formed, her hair perfectly done. “Where do you live?” she said, bending slightly forward to start the car, revealing her beautifully shaped breast. He had to think a moment. Newport. Great that’s where she was headed.

They parked in a small lot next to his house to chat. It was clear there was mutual passion bubbling underneath but they were both trying to remain casual on the surface. Finally, he leaned over, kissed her lightly, and slipped his hand into her blouse and firmly cupped her breast. It wasn’t as firm as the younger girls but it was soft, full and… wonderful.

And that was the start of the sex fest. They did it everywhere, in the car, in the garage, in the laundry room of his condo. She consumed him whole in a movie theater. He fingered her while they casually dined with six other dining partners in a famous restaurant. She mounted him while driving home. He had the youth stamina to keep up with her insatiable appetite. He loved it when he could bring her body to a near crescendo, then maintain it until, with one thrust of his manhood deep into her core, bring her to a multiple climax that kept her body convulsing for more than an hour.

The better the sex, the better the perks. New clothes, presents, dining at expensive places, travel to exotic locations for intimate encounters. It was a goldmine. Until they started wanting more.

Her friends were all in their forties and fifties. His Mom’s age.  It was easier to hang out with his friends, but he could see she sometimes felt they were immature. Like her children.

On their last date, he wanted to make it a memorable one as they both knew it was over. He gently tied her to a chair with scarves fully clothed, and blind-folded her. Her breath was heavy, anticipatory.  It took an hour for her to be fully nude, only the blind fold remained. He kissed, licked and touched every part of her body. Again he didn’t let her come for another hour, bringing her close, but always stopping when he sensed she was going over the edge. She was swollen, blood pulsing thickly through her body. Finally, with one last small flick of his tongue, she convulsed, arching her body backwards and almost tipping over the chair. He caught her, held her close while wave after wave came over her. When she finally became still, he removed her bindings, kissed her lightly, and they said goodbye for the last time.

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