Post separation from my first wife I was having some fun with a woman from work, she was/is about 15 yrs older than me, also separated and also a horny girl.
I’d picked her up from a night out with the girls in town in the car I still shared with my now ex wife.
She jumped me as soon as we dropped her friend and I had to find somewhere quiet to satisfy her.
A quick drive into the countryside and a dark lane found our lips locked, our hands exploring and her sliding her jeans over her ample ass, legs spread and granting me access to her pussy, her red silk panties pulled taught and already very damp.
As my finger brushed lightly over the fabric I felt her body shudder and buck with the anticipation and sparks of this opening moment of exploration.
Reclining the seat and opening her blouse to show me the matching red silk bra her eyes were filled with lust and need, “touch me” she commanded as she lifted her hips to deepen the contact with my fingers, ohh yes, she cried as I made contact with her clit through the now sodden materiel.
We kissed again, a hungry kiss of a woman who knew what she wanted and was going to get. A kiss that felt like I was being eaten.
I hooked my fingers inside her panties and guided them to one side.
By the fading light outside and the dashboard I could see her mature pussy lips, meaty and hanging, covered in her juices, the nectar collecting on her trimmed bush.
Pressing my fingers inside felt an almost magnetic pull, and find her well lubricated vagina accepting my finger then demanding 2 and 3 to satisfy its hunger.
The slurping sounds like splashing in a sink filled the car and she Moaned loudly at my ministrations.
Parting her lips and applying pressure to her walls, my thumb undresses her clit from its hood, and find her pleasure center erect and wanting attention, which I duly deliver, pulling more animalistic sounds from her core and pulling her hips to meet my hand, desperate to feel more.
Her body braced against the door and the reclined seat her hand rips her ample breast from its silky prison as it flops down exposing her large nipple to my eyes, Instinctively my head lowered to take her puckered nipple in my mouth, lightly nibbling and pulling at the wrinkled skin surrounding it, her chest rising and lowering with her ragged aroused breath, my fingers continuing their journey oy exploration of her, fingering her, playing her.
She begins to climb the mountain of climax, reaching plateaux after plateaux torest before another assault her panties are removed to grant unlimited access to her body
Loud whispers in my hear as we kiss and embrace encouraging me on, taunting me to go deeper, fill her more and rub her harder.
Until she stops, stops breathing, stops writhing under my touch stops her expletive’s laden talk and lies below me, pussy red and swollen and after a second I’m aware that my arm, the seat, the dashboard and windscreen are all wet, very wet, dripping.
She then explodes in a body convulsion and moaning that gives a feeling of possession by the devil. As she cums, her hand pulling my hand between her legs, as she rides my hand through her orgasm.
The wave subsides briefly before she enters another shuddering climax.
Riding through this one she lies back and looks at me.
Smiling, panting, glowing and proud of her mature body still naked under me.
I never told you I squirt, did I?
I smile, kiss her and hold her as she basks in her post organic bliss.
This was the first of many fun times I had whilst single………
Let me know if you want more.
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