Almost with a 99% security I'd say that every heterosexual man at some point in his life has always liked cuties or bigger women.
When I was 20, I liked those of 30; with 30, those of 40; and now with 40, I love the 50-year-olds...ha!
I'm killed by big cuties, I don't know why, honestly...I have friends who get into it, lift them up, and give a good time to women of 20, 25 years old, and they tell me they're hell, that they don't have drama, that they know everything, and many other things...all well, but to me, the bigger women than I like more...
As my friend says, and I think he has a lot of reason, there are many women from 45 to 50 and beyond years old, married, separated, or divorced who think I want to die...I reached this age and left a bunch of things behind for having kids, raising them, instead of this son of my husband's slut...the only thing he did was do nothing... I'm not saying all women think that, nor am I saying all men got it (but...more or less..ha!) but if I'm convinced that many women around that age feel like they left a part of their life unfinished.
And the little experience I have tells me that women of 50/60 years old want and seek...company and someone who will listen to them. Well, this wasn't meant to talk about theories of society and its composition if not to say that I really like women of that age and discovered you can approach them without problems because they don't expect it, none of these cuties expects someone to approach them and tell them nice things...and that's something to take advantage of.
The first woman I approached was found in Jumbo Palermo, she was making her monthly purchases and was in the cleaning products aisle, more specifically in the deodorant for environments section...ha! looking at brands, fragrances, and comparing prices. When suddenly my change is hit and it runs violently. I turn around like to say who's the jerk who... and there she was, a woman of about 55 years old (at that moment I didn't know) clear age), hazelnut, clear eyes and quite pretty, arranged and saying to me excuse me I was looking the other way... and it came out of my soul, I don't know how but I said don't worry I turned around to flirt in several languages but seeing that you're you and you're doing so well...I won't say anything...
The lady smiled, got red-faced, told me hahaha thanks...you made me laugh and left with a playful glance, good vibes and something more...
I continued my shopping and minutes later I crossed her in another gondola, of course continuing with the jokes and things it's great to run into you...now I'll crash into you... and giggles like that. I kept going, finished my shopping, went to the cashiers and although there was a crowd where I ended...yes, of course, where the lady was...
I put myself behind her and when she turned around alone told me oh...what a coincidence...just here... smiling at me, yes, it's good...since everything is so busy, and if I have to wait...I prefer to do it here, right?! by the way, contemplate the view... winking an eye...half asleep but okay...I don't have a manual with the right words.
And that's when we started talking like who doesn't want to...about always buying here, prices, cashiers, products until passing to I'm single, I live alone, I work in advertising, and bla.bla. bla... and she I'm married, with 3 kids, I live in Belgrano and bla...bla..bla
The truth is that we started talking and of course I kept throwing punches, asking how you manage to be so good, surely your husband when he goes out with you, goes out with a patrol car beside him and all the nonsense that can be imagined...
I ended the chat with...come on...can I ask for your phone number? to call you and go get something..., don't tell me now because if not, it'll cut off the cream you bought but okay...like you see? Selva, who already knew her name didn't know what to do, was hesitating, should she or shouldn't she...I insisted with my phone in hand to schedule...okay...it's fine...I'll call you, and in those moments if you want and give...let's go and if not good luck.... The cashier stopped her ear and looked but didn't say anything. She gave it to me...scheduled, greeted with a kiss and left...I kept going with mine, paid my ticket and when I'm leaving the counter, I look up from the ticket and see her waiting for me...and then we went our separate ways each with our change to the parking lot...talking nonsense. We arrived at the parking lot and like a total fish I went with my change to her car to supposedly help her with the bags...
We put the bags in her trunk, talking more nonsense, then I approach and say goodbye...and I want to give her a kiss on the mouth....and to my surprise she says no, not here...get in the car...
We got into the car and we kissed each other for a few minutes...we devoured each other's mouths with fury, with desire, put some hands on her tits...touched her ass...we separated, half-choked by the kiss, with a thread of drool hanging and she said...I'll call you, give me your number better...she got it.
I got out of the car thinking this cutie won't call me again...it was already gone and I couldn't call her back...oh well...at least I got her...haha
I'm not going to pretend that I forgot about her at the time...or even in a coma...I stayed thinking according to the days passing...dedicated some thoughts with my imagination ja and a Wednesday around 17:30hs message that said hello...how are you?! Are you busy?!
I responded that no, not at all (obviously I was working) and she replied...asking me where I was geographically, I replied and a little later an SMS arrived saying good...do you think we could meet up in Pedraza and Conesa 19:00hs
I responded yes, of course...
19:00hs I was standing on the corner of Pedraza and Conesa looking around but with the greatest possible disguise...a C4 appeared, dark...black windows...brakes...lowered the passenger window and it was obvious, Selva...get in...come on...
I get in...she gives me a kiss...we make 2 blocks and she says do you drive? Hey?!...the question surprised me and in response, I said 'after getting it on is what I do best...' her response was a loud laugh and to stop the car and tell me 'ok...you drive now....' I was surprised but didn't doubt her order...I changed seats...adjusted my mirror...put it in first gear and we took off...when I was about to say 'where are we going...' Selva...grabbed my jeans...unbuttoned them...and started sucking on my cock which was completely deflated...and she said 'I don't have time for a hotel...my husband is waiting, so is my son...but don't stop thinking about how I got you in the supermarket...guy with a broken leg...and besides...I had sex with my husband thinking of you...but now I'm going to suck it while you drive...does that sound good?' Like an idiot...all I could manage was to mumble that everything was fine...that I loved it...'you drive, I'll suck...' I grabbed her cock...started sucking on it and telling the truth, she was a master of oral sex...ufff...she did it so well...sucking me off while holding my balls...learning my cock (which obviously got hard in 3 seconds)...a lot of saliva... Between what she was sucking and driving, I soon realized we were going to crash...I sucked and sucked until I thought about finding a place to park. I couldn't find one... At some traffic lights, she'd lift up and eat my mouth...so much kissing...so much tongue...and she'd finger me...something that drives me crazy...being eaten out by kisses and fingers uffff it's too much for me... Started looking for places to park the car but didn't see any good ones...then I remembered and turned onto DOT Street...we entered the parking garage and Selva, when she realized what was happening, said 'here?!?! you're crazy...they'll catch us' I told her it was okay, that we'd be fine... She sent me to the second underground level...I looked for a spot with cars but not too many and parked...Selva...sucked...you suck... No longer could I take it...I knew it would end at any moment...and I said...'Selva...I can't take it anymore' more...
She replied no for...bank...come here give me some kisses I grabbed those incredible...well-preserved...with a huge...dark nipple...to suck and suck...which I did and she was sucking me off...and then I said go ahead...suck me and take it all...
Down and continued...with her hand...her mouth...saliva...sucking...hard...soft...slowly...all at the right timing and I said do you like sucking cock no?! daughter of a slut and her response was I love seeing what I provoke and if...I'm fascinated by sucking cocks...
Act...followed...I started cumming...each drop of semen...was coming out from my toes...with a sound aaaaahhhhhhhh uffff ahhhhggggrrrr guttural...choked...extinguished...I shot everything in her mouth and she...received it all...without drama...looking at me...at the eyes and enjoying too...as I always say...many cuties say they like sucking cocks...few...very few do it well and take it to the point of being an art...
I took everything out...until the last drop...swallowed...cleaned myself up...got up...grabbed a paper towel...cleaned myself up...took a caramel...and put it in her mouth and at the second she said don't make me get home with new cock breath...they'll kill me
What made me unable to contain my laughter...and we laughed together...
A real Cougar...
I got out of the car...went to open the door...
We left the DOT I left her near my house...gave her a kiss and said I'll call you and we'll arrange to see each other again took a kiss in the air and she went away...
Oh my God...these GILF are the best...!!!
When I was 20, I liked those of 30; with 30, those of 40; and now with 40, I love the 50-year-olds...ha!
I'm killed by big cuties, I don't know why, honestly...I have friends who get into it, lift them up, and give a good time to women of 20, 25 years old, and they tell me they're hell, that they don't have drama, that they know everything, and many other things...all well, but to me, the bigger women than I like more...
As my friend says, and I think he has a lot of reason, there are many women from 45 to 50 and beyond years old, married, separated, or divorced who think I want to die...I reached this age and left a bunch of things behind for having kids, raising them, instead of this son of my husband's slut...the only thing he did was do nothing... I'm not saying all women think that, nor am I saying all men got it (but...more or less..ha!) but if I'm convinced that many women around that age feel like they left a part of their life unfinished.
And the little experience I have tells me that women of 50/60 years old want and seek...company and someone who will listen to them. Well, this wasn't meant to talk about theories of society and its composition if not to say that I really like women of that age and discovered you can approach them without problems because they don't expect it, none of these cuties expects someone to approach them and tell them nice things...and that's something to take advantage of.
The first woman I approached was found in Jumbo Palermo, she was making her monthly purchases and was in the cleaning products aisle, more specifically in the deodorant for environments section...ha! looking at brands, fragrances, and comparing prices. When suddenly my change is hit and it runs violently. I turn around like to say who's the jerk who... and there she was, a woman of about 55 years old (at that moment I didn't know) clear age), hazelnut, clear eyes and quite pretty, arranged and saying to me excuse me I was looking the other way... and it came out of my soul, I don't know how but I said don't worry I turned around to flirt in several languages but seeing that you're you and you're doing so well...I won't say anything...
The lady smiled, got red-faced, told me hahaha thanks...you made me laugh and left with a playful glance, good vibes and something more...
I continued my shopping and minutes later I crossed her in another gondola, of course continuing with the jokes and things it's great to run into you...now I'll crash into you... and giggles like that. I kept going, finished my shopping, went to the cashiers and although there was a crowd where I ended...yes, of course, where the lady was...
I put myself behind her and when she turned around alone told me oh...what a coincidence...just here... smiling at me, yes, it's good...since everything is so busy, and if I have to wait...I prefer to do it here, right?! by the way, contemplate the view... winking an eye...half asleep but okay...I don't have a manual with the right words.
And that's when we started talking like who doesn't want to...about always buying here, prices, cashiers, products until passing to I'm single, I live alone, I work in advertising, and bla.bla. bla... and she I'm married, with 3 kids, I live in Belgrano and bla...bla..bla
The truth is that we started talking and of course I kept throwing punches, asking how you manage to be so good, surely your husband when he goes out with you, goes out with a patrol car beside him and all the nonsense that can be imagined...
I ended the chat with...come on...can I ask for your phone number? to call you and go get something..., don't tell me now because if not, it'll cut off the cream you bought but okay...like you see? Selva, who already knew her name didn't know what to do, was hesitating, should she or shouldn't she...I insisted with my phone in hand to schedule...okay...it's fine...I'll call you, and in those moments if you want and give...let's go and if not good luck.... The cashier stopped her ear and looked but didn't say anything. She gave it to me...scheduled, greeted with a kiss and left...I kept going with mine, paid my ticket and when I'm leaving the counter, I look up from the ticket and see her waiting for me...and then we went our separate ways each with our change to the parking lot...talking nonsense. We arrived at the parking lot and like a total fish I went with my change to her car to supposedly help her with the bags...
We put the bags in her trunk, talking more nonsense, then I approach and say goodbye...and I want to give her a kiss on the mouth....and to my surprise she says no, not here...get in the car...
We got into the car and we kissed each other for a few minutes...we devoured each other's mouths with fury, with desire, put some hands on her tits...touched her ass...we separated, half-choked by the kiss, with a thread of drool hanging and she said...I'll call you, give me your number better...she got it.
I got out of the car thinking this cutie won't call me again...it was already gone and I couldn't call her back...oh well...at least I got her...haha
I'm not going to pretend that I forgot about her at the time...or even in a coma...I stayed thinking according to the days passing...dedicated some thoughts with my imagination ja and a Wednesday around 17:30hs message that said hello...how are you?! Are you busy?!
I responded that no, not at all (obviously I was working) and she replied...asking me where I was geographically, I replied and a little later an SMS arrived saying good...do you think we could meet up in Pedraza and Conesa 19:00hs
I responded yes, of course...
19:00hs I was standing on the corner of Pedraza and Conesa looking around but with the greatest possible disguise...a C4 appeared, dark...black windows...brakes...lowered the passenger window and it was obvious, Selva...get in...come on...
I get in...she gives me a kiss...we make 2 blocks and she says do you drive? Hey?!...the question surprised me and in response, I said 'after getting it on is what I do best...' her response was a loud laugh and to stop the car and tell me 'ok...you drive now....' I was surprised but didn't doubt her order...I changed seats...adjusted my mirror...put it in first gear and we took off...when I was about to say 'where are we going...' Selva...grabbed my jeans...unbuttoned them...and started sucking on my cock which was completely deflated...and she said 'I don't have time for a hotel...my husband is waiting, so is my son...but don't stop thinking about how I got you in the supermarket...guy with a broken leg...and besides...I had sex with my husband thinking of you...but now I'm going to suck it while you drive...does that sound good?' Like an idiot...all I could manage was to mumble that everything was fine...that I loved it...'you drive, I'll suck...' I grabbed her cock...started sucking on it and telling the truth, she was a master of oral sex...ufff...she did it so well...sucking me off while holding my balls...learning my cock (which obviously got hard in 3 seconds)...a lot of saliva... Between what she was sucking and driving, I soon realized we were going to crash...I sucked and sucked until I thought about finding a place to park. I couldn't find one... At some traffic lights, she'd lift up and eat my mouth...so much kissing...so much tongue...and she'd finger me...something that drives me crazy...being eaten out by kisses and fingers uffff it's too much for me... Started looking for places to park the car but didn't see any good ones...then I remembered and turned onto DOT Street...we entered the parking garage and Selva, when she realized what was happening, said 'here?!?! you're crazy...they'll catch us' I told her it was okay, that we'd be fine... She sent me to the second underground level...I looked for a spot with cars but not too many and parked...Selva...sucked...you suck... No longer could I take it...I knew it would end at any moment...and I said...'Selva...I can't take it anymore' more...
She replied no for...bank...come here give me some kisses I grabbed those incredible...well-preserved...with a huge...dark nipple...to suck and suck...which I did and she was sucking me off...and then I said go ahead...suck me and take it all...
Down and continued...with her hand...her mouth...saliva...sucking...hard...soft...slowly...all at the right timing and I said do you like sucking cock no?! daughter of a slut and her response was I love seeing what I provoke and if...I'm fascinated by sucking cocks...
Act...followed...I started cumming...each drop of semen...was coming out from my toes...with a sound aaaaahhhhhhhh uffff ahhhhggggrrrr guttural...choked...extinguished...I shot everything in her mouth and she...received it all...without drama...looking at me...at the eyes and enjoying too...as I always say...many cuties say they like sucking cocks...few...very few do it well and take it to the point of being an art...
I took everything out...until the last drop...swallowed...cleaned myself up...got up...grabbed a paper towel...cleaned myself up...took a caramel...and put it in her mouth and at the second she said don't make me get home with new cock breath...they'll kill me
What made me unable to contain my laughter...and we laughed together...
A real Cougar...
I got out of the car...went to open the door...
We left the DOT I left her near my house...gave her a kiss and said I'll call you and we'll arrange to see each other again took a kiss in the air and she went away...
Oh my God...these GILF are the best...!!!
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