Here's the first part of another story about my adventures, not sadly true but I can always dream! All based on real people and real pics I've been sent for inspiration. Positive comments, messages and winks always welcomed!
So, I’m on a business trip to the north east of Scotland for a couple of days, a beautiful part of the country but somewhat lonely when you are on your own. Anyway, for the last night I headed off to the local bar for a pint and a bite to eat expecting to be back in my hotel room within the hour. How wrong I was.
The bar was quite busy and noisy when I arrived, most of the noise coming from a group of women at the bar on a hen night, a vicars and tarts theme to it and very pleasing on the eye. There was a mixture of ages, all dressed up in their short revealing, short skirts and over the knee socks, all of them looking drop dead gorgeous.
My eyes were drawn to one particular woman, mid 50’s but very attractive. There’s always been something that turns me on about mature women, especially when they take care of themselves, they just ooze class and experience. I felt myself fantasising about this woman and decided that maybe I wouldn’t hurry back to the hotel.
I noticed that this woman was looking at me and she smiled. I was embarrassed but smiled back. For the rest of the evening, she kept glancing over at me and giggling with her friends. At the end of the evening as everyone was drinking up she came over and sat next to me and introduced herself. She said her name was Lynn and it was a work colleague’s hen do. She’d had a bit to drink and was clearly in a flirty mood. She then said to me that it was a bit of a walk home for her and she was a bit uncomfortable about doing so dressed in the way she was so would I be okay to walk her home? How could I refuse.
It was a warm evening with a clear sky and a bright moon. We chatted and Lynn was very flirty! After a while we turned left over the common and soon found ourselves without a living soul near us. Lynn then stopped and told me she needed to go for a pee. However, to my surprise, rather than head for the bushes she pulled her knickers off and squatted right in front of me, legs apart. The moonlight highlighted her beautiful hairy pussy and I stood there transfixed watching a stream of warm pee cascading from between her legs and running across the ground towards me. Watching a woman pee has always been a bit of a fetish for me and this was like a dream come true. My cock was like an iron bar. Lynn squatted finishing her pee and looked directly at me whilst she did. She smiled and asked if I liked the view. When I told I did she suggested we go a bit further away from the path into the undergrowth. She grabbed my hand and we headed off the beaten track until we found a small but well lit clearing.
She sat next to me and I realised that her knickers were still off. She asked whether my cock was still hard and when I told her it most certainly was, she asked if she could see and maybe offer some relief. Of course, I said yes and she hurriedly took my trousers and pants off so she could see my erect cock. She started to wank me off and then without a second thought took me deep into her mouth. One of the reasons I love mature women is their experience and Lynn certainly had experience in sucking cock! It felt fantastic and my feeling were heightened by the excitement of being outside on the common in the moonlight. All of a sudden, her phone rang in her handbag. She stopped sucking me, got her phone out and told me it was her husband Neil, who was working nights checking she was home safely. She told me she’d have to take it but as she did, she realised it was a videocall and not only could Neil see Lynn but also my erect cock that was right next to where her face was resting on me. This could be interesting…..
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