I am a 50-year old woman who has had more than my share of sexual
partners. I guess that I have had a lot of variety in life because I
haven’t merely been with men-I also enjoy women. I think I could be
classified as bisexual-although, if I had to make a decision between
the two sexes, I think that I would prefer to be in bed with a woman.
Most of my female bed partners have been around my age. But that was
before I saw Angeline in a department store. She looked to be around
20 something. There was a rare beauty and innocence about here that
impressed me very much.
Angeline was a petite young woman barely 5’4″ in her spike heels. She
wore very stylish clothes and had great legs. I found myself
returning to that store quite often so I could see her.
One day I purposely purchased an item from her department. No one
else was on duty and Angeline waited on me. The closer she was to
me, the hotter I felt. I studied her senual lips, and her clear-blue
eyes pierced my very soul. I smelled her hot body fragrances, which
made me not only weak in the knees, but steamy in the crotch as well.
I hoped she wouldn’t realize how infatuated I was with her or she
might be offended. But the more I saw of her, the more I knew if one
evening I finally got the courage to talk to her I would.
One evening It was near
closing time at the store so I took a chance and asked her if she
would like to come
back to my apartment for some tea or coffee. She accepted, having known
me now for several months, and came
to my place right after work.
My head and heart were both pounding. I guess that deep within my
heart I have always wanted to make love to a younger woman, but it
was not until I met Angeline that I realized it. But then the most
incredible thing happened:
Angeline made the first move.
She eased her body closer to me on the sofa, telling me how
attractive I was. I blushed. Angeline reached out and
stroked my hair. My body body tensed. Then she placed
her hand on my thigh and drew it up under my skirt.
She edged up closer to my steamy snatch. My juices had already
satuarated me panties. Here I had been wondering whether she would
my advances! She snuck her fingers in the elastic around my panties,
touched my pussy lips, and got a fingerful of crotch juice.
She pulled her fingers back out and licked them.”Umm, yummy,” She
cooed. “I want more of that!” She quickly pushed my skirt back up
around my waiste, then she pulled down my panties, and was ready for
a muff meal! She crawled between my thighs, ready to burrow into my
hole. Her tongue slashed inside my slit, striking my clitoris with so
much force that it vibrated.
For a younger woman, she knew how to eat pussy. She had my twat
steaming even more as she probed and poked at every inch of my pussy
palace. I began groaning, knowing she would soon make me come. The
buildup in my snatch was unlike anything I have ever experienced.
Angeline enthusiastically ate me out, bringing me ever closer to
Sharp tingles began to course through my cunt, a sign of what was to
come when I climaxed. Once she took my clitoris into her mouth and
gave it some tender loving licking, I knew I was ready to erupt!
I reared back my head and let out a wild shriek as my cunt’s
floodgate opened and my snatch serum began splashing over her probing
tongue. Angeline didn’t quite catch every drop of my juices, but she
did an incredible job of capturing most of it, considering how
quickly I was coming. Her tongue was like a spoon as it ladled up my
sweet stuff. It was a full minute before my flow started to subside.
When my newfound lover raised her head, her lips and chin were
covered with crotch juice. I kissed her on the lips, licking off my
own cream. Then Angeline started stripping and spread her thighs for
me, beckoning me to come and eat her out.
I was in her snatch within seconds, returning the favor. I licked
and sucked all over her musky paradise as her cunt muscles clung to
my tongue. I soon had brought her off and was busy collecting every
drop that her spasming pussy was shooting out.
I now have a beautiful lover for life. The two of us are very happy
together. I don’t think I’ll ever want to eat another woman again.
Angeline was heaven-sent!