Somebody's Baby: The Cougar Crusher

We had to be having a heatwave in Chicago this particular week. Every Monday I make my usual run to Unique's Thrift store on 32 & Halsted. I was there trying to find an all white outfit for this white party at the Mason's Lodge. I was in the men's suit aisle when this woman ask me how she looked in this sombrero hat she was trying on, I said ,"Its all crunched up on your head like a fucking tortilla." She said, "No, it's not it looks like I was riding a horse." I replied, "More like you got trampled by some horses." We laughed in unison. The conversation died down and she walked off.

Fast forward a week. Next Monday at the Thrift Store I bumped into her again. She happened to be there with her nieces helping them get fly for school. We chopped it up and flirted, while her nieces laughed at Auntie trying to get her groove back. She asked me, "Are you stalking me?" I said, "No, it looks like you're stalking me." With a witty comeback she said smoothly, "I just might be." We continued to talk and laugh. However, she was shocked by my age...taken back even. She stated that, "I can't believe I'm talking to somebody's baby." I fired back saying, "Don't be ashamed you're just a cougar." She gave a glance that aroused every inch of me, a carnivorous glance that could have single handedly made any prey run for its life. "So are you gone give me your number before I leave?" I said. Number saved, I Left.

Later that night, she hit me up, surprisingly. She told me that she wanted to get to know me better. We met a park near her house and just talked in my car. There were d!cks and sticky boys speeding down the street and walking thru gangways; it was possibly the hottest place to just sit out in the car with no real business to attend. We vibed and talked shit. She was twelve years my senior, at the ripe age of thirty-two,   her son is 14, she had her own business, house, and car; those are good qualities I suppose.

I could tell she was horny, when she became more comfortable she massaged my waves, ran her fingers through my beard, and gushed over my ears (I didn't get that but she liked it.) What turned me on about her was that she oozed sexuality, lust, desire, passion, maturity. She bit her lips and continuously gave me this look like she couldn't her a fucking word I said. Her eyes were a light brown, like brown sugar. She was older, but she had all of these young girl features. She was full of life or was I the spark that ignited this explosion of youthfulness? I doubt it.

She turned me on, so I played along with her. I ran my game. While she played hers. I grab her inner thighs, I traced the inside of her palms and kissed the back of her hand, and mimicked some of the faces she gave me. I took a risk and leaned for a kiss while placing my hand in-between her thighs. Her pussy was hot and fat, and she had a bush. If you know anything about me I love bushes. She massaged my d!ck through the denim fabric of my jeans. She wanted to see it. At first I refused, I kinda felt put on the spot. But I pulled out the rod that beat the child and let her caress it like an anthropologist would caress the hard, yet brittle remains of civilization. I coaxed her into giving me a 1 minute blowjob, I was nervous but her mouth calmed me down. I couldn't believe we were fucking round like this with every cop in the district around that park. Lust Blinds. I wanted to fuck her immediately. And so the feeling was mutual.

So we devised a good reason for us to go back to her house, because after all she did have a 14 y/o son. No matter how much, I wanted to pound her old ass away I refused to disrespect a woman's child. So her lie was that her car broke down and I was her friend, we would wait in the basement until AAA towed her car back to her home. It's funny how when you're the child you lie to your parents and when you get older you lie to your child.

*press fast forward*
Park Car.
Tiptoe to the Basement
Watch a Little TV
Bullshit
*press play*

She sat on my lap, we kissed. She likes to lick my lips like a cat. In my head, I'm thinking what have I gotten myself into. I've come to the f^cking Venus Trap she's a fucking freak-a-leek. She hops off and slips her black summer dress off, while keeping her wedges on. She sat back down on my lap. Her titties were perfect, it didn't seem like she had ever given birth to a child. They were heavy, soft, and rich cafe brown. I sucked them, grabbed them, and squeezed them. She even squeezed them. She had a small, tight ass. She had not one tattoo and that shocked me as well. Her hair was short and kinky, dirty black and brown. Her face had such youthful features even though you could tell she was in older woman she was playful...

I tossed her off of me and began to tease the f^ck out of her. I gripped her ankles. I pushed one leg back and the other nearest to me down. I bit the bottom of her thighs and the lower parts of her ass. I lost my face in her muff and bush. I spread her pussy lips and devoured her clit like an eager student on his first day of class at a very good school. She looked like she hadn't had a person other than herself play with her cat in a long time. He veins in her neck appeared in disappeared wit every flick of my tongue. I grabbed the ball of her feet will I pleasure her. Spit and p^ssy juice flowed like a hip hop cypher. She was tired of the head she wanted the d!ck.

She made me sit down. I slid the rubber on. She rode my d!ck like I wasn't even in the room and this turned me on. My d!ck would touch something deep in her and she would let out soundless shrieks. She rode me like an equestrienne. She used my shoulders for balance sometimes her own hips. She played with my nipples while riding, she grab the back of my neck and jerk on the d!ck. She made herself cum, I can't really recall when. But she rode my d!ck until she tired herself out.

I bent her over on the couch. Her body was on a slant toward the corner of the couch. I mounted her and fucked her passionately. I held the back of her neck and stuck every ounce of d!ck I possessed into crevices of her p^ssy that hadn't been touched. My d!ck might've been the hardest it had been in many weeks, she turned me on immensely.

Pounds, strokes, and hair grabs later. I let her sit back on the couch and I stroked her p^ssy with the length of my d!ck and rubbed her clit simultaneously. She squeezed her titties and tried to control her quivering legs. She had gotten hers. And she wanted to please me so we switched positions.

She turned off the TV and all of the lights. She took my d!ck in her hand and sucked it. She even paused and looked at it. She told me how big it was and how it had f^cked her stomach up. She sucked my balls like a negro would the bone marrow of the last piece of chicken. She smacked this heavy d!ck of mine over her lips and face. She spat on it and flicked the translucent lines of spit that linked her mouth to my schlong. She was a nasty motherf^cker. She began to do something I've never experienced before. She massaged the big vein of my d!ck with her thumbs, while slowing bobbing her head up and down. This instantly made me start talking sh!t:

"These young hoes ain't got sh1t on you"

"Damn, you sucking that d!ck."

"What's your last name?"

"Damn, You s^cking the f^ck outta of that d!ck, Ms. _____.

I'm ready to bus whenever you want me to.

She had at the point of no return and I should have never told her that I was there. Because she refuse to let me bus, now she was horny all over again and wanted me back inside her sweet pot of lust. She would suck and smirk. Smirk and suck. Until she lay back on the floor legs spread summoning my young d!ck. I sat there with a d!ck hard enough to carve my name in any mountain. I got on top of her abd serenaded her insides, I pushed my soul inside of her. I went as deep as I could I wanted make her stomach pay. I felt my d!ck getting back to the point of detonation. I flexed in her insides. I knew this was going to be a huge nut. And I knew she didn't want me to come on her face, either...Too Bad. I pulled m d!ck out and bust round all over her stomach, titties, shoulders, chin, and lips. My nut ran the distance I covered her in my young, fertile spunk like she was an old slut. Things changed...she rubbed it in like I was a $20 bottle of lotion from Avon. My cum re-juvaneted her skin and brought that smirk back to her face. The only two words she let out were, "Thank you."

Have you ever had sex with a person much older than you dilf or milf? Is age just a number to you? What do you think of women that are attracted to younger men? Do you think your mom is a milf/cougar? Do you believe you will be a milf/cougar when you get older? Has an older person ever disappointed you in the sack? What do you think about one night stands? Do you think I left something out? 

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