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From: "David Lavenham" <davidlavenham@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Experience Counts by David Lavenham
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Date: Fri, 13 Jul 2007 14:10:01 -0400
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Experience Counts by David Lavenham

MF Mast Anal Fist





Feedback appreciated - davidlavenham@hotmail.com

More stories on my blog:  http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com and at

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/~davidllavenham







Fucking a teenager is fun. The sensation of a nice young tight pussy
enveloping your manhood is no doubt one of life's great pleasures, as is the
feeling of conquest when a young girl submits to you, but often the pleasure
is diminished by the apparent lack of experience of a younger partner. In
the never ending quest for young pussy many men are denying themselves an
equally great pleasure, fucking the mature cunt of an older woman.



Now I am not talking about granny fucking, or some sick incest with your
mother. I'm talking about a good looking 'MILF'. Once women hit thirty they
often feel unattractive or unloved. Their husbands often take them for
granted and having given birth they somehow feel they are 'damaged goods'.



What many men forget is that with a little love and a lot of listening they
open up and almost invariably end up in the sack with you.



Take Sue. She was 38 when I first met her but looked ten years younger,
regular trips to the gym shaping and firming her petite body and a few
minutes a week under a sun lamp giving her a golden toned skin that
beautifully contrasted against her blond hair (tinted of course)  and brown
eyes. We got chatting at an office event and, immediately attracted to her,
I made it my business to get close to her. A few days of brief chats by the
coffee machine and we had established a bond which allowed me to suggest a
coffee and with it the opportunity for her to tell me more about her life.
She had teenage kids and a husband she loved but who was often away and when
he was at home spent too much time on the golf course. She enjoyed her life
but I sensed she wanted more, a little adventure.





For her I was fun. I listened to her problems and laughed at her jokes.
When, only a week after we first met, I suggested she may want to join me
for lunch at my favourite diner she accepted readily. It was a safe meeting.
Nothing special, just lunch with a friend.



The booths in the diner are small horseshoes. As we talked and laughed I
moved closer and, when my leg touched hers and did not move away, I knew she
was ready to take things further, even if she didn't realise that yet. Our
food arrived and as we ate I asked her about her youth and growing up. She
told me about her time as a cheerleader and we laughed about the antics of
teenagers who knew no better.



As we talked I let my hand fall on her knee and squeezed her leg. Again no
objection. Coffee arrived and as we drank I slipped my hand up her leg,
pushing up the material of her knee length skirt.



"Dave", she whispered, "you shouldn't". Not stop or don't, just you
shouldn't.



"Why not?" I responded, "Who is going to know or care?"



She smiled but did not respond. Returning her smile and still looking deep
into her eye's I slid my hand further up her skirt resting it at the top of
her thigh with my little finger an inch from the burning heat of her pussy.
I leant towards her, a move that she mirrored, and our lips met, as we
kissed, awkwardly at first but soon with a deep passion, I moved my hand
some more and touched the hot wet material of her panties. She moaned softly
as my little finger brushed her cunt, teasing her pussy through the material
of her panties.



'Oh Jesus!', she whispered as our lips finally parted.



Once that moment was over I did not push it any further. I knew I could have
her whenever I wanted so there was no point in rushing.



We resumed our conversation, finished our coffee and returned to work like
nothing had happened between us.



I saw her out of the corner of my eye as I walked through the parking lot.
She had obviously been waiting for me to leave the office and hurried to
catch me up.



 "Dave", she called once she was a few feet away.



"Oh, hi!" I responded.



"Dave", she continued, "about what happened at lunchtime".



"Yes"



"Well it's just", she paused and looked confused, "It's just ... well ... you
know ... I'm married and well ... I love Steve ... it's just".



"Sue", I said quietly. She looked happy for the interruption.



"Sue", I repeated looking deep into her eyes, "It's ok. No one but the two
of us need ever know what happened. If I went to far I'm sorry, you are a
very attractive woman and I feel a strong connection exists between us. I
think we could have some fun together. I know you love Steve and would never
leave him, but does that mean you cannot have your own life and have some
fun? After all I guess he is not spending every night he is away locked in
his hotel room".



I took her hand and squeezed it gently. "I would love to have fun with you
and get to know you better, but it's up to you. You have got to feel
comfortable with whatever happens and, if nothing happens apart from us
remaining good friends then that's fine by me.



"Thanks Dave", she said, then looking at her watch, "Hey, I've got to go".



"See you tomorrow", I called after her.



Sue e-mailed me as soon as she got into the office.



'We need to talk', she wrote.



'No problem', I replied, 'see you by the coffee machine'



'Somewhere more private', she responded, 'Do you know the park?'



The park was an area of land between the campus we worked on and the
freeway. It was designed as a recreation area with a jogging track and
benches but it was rarely used and had descended into an unkempt area of
scrubland.



'Sure'.



'Midday, by the entrance'



'See you then'



She was already there when I arrived. We walked together and talked,
strolling down the overgrown gravel paths. A couple of times I had to hold
back branches so they would not snag her grey skirt or stockings. The park
was deserted and it was obvious no one had been this way for days.



"I guess I am a little overdressed for a hike!" she joked as I helped her
jump a large puddle.



As we reached a picnic bench Sue took my hand and lead me towards it,
sitting down next to me on the wooden seat.



I turned to face her and, as I did, she put her hand on the back of my neck
and pulled me towards her. We kissed hard and passionately, our tongues
wrestling as we held each other close. I slipped my hand around her back,
pulling her closer to me,



When we finally broke our embrace she whispered, "No one need ever know".



"Our secret", I responded kissing her again. As we kissed she began to
caress my dick through my pants. I reciprocated, feeling her pert tits
through the material of her blouse then slipping my hand down between her
legs. Still kissing we manoeuvred ourselves awkwardly until she was sitting
on the edge of the table. She wriggled her skirt up around her waist and,
taking the cue I released my throbbing dick from my pants.



"Do we need protection?" I whispered in her ear. "It's OK, I have a coil".



I held her white silk g-string to one side and slipped my thick 9 inch dick
into her wet pussy. "Fuck yes", Sue whispered as her cunt engulfed my
manhood.



"Fuck me hard", Sue moaned as I began to penetrated deep into her body with
long slow strokes. I increased the tempo and, with the assurance you never
see with a teenage lover, she began to finger her clit, masturbating as I
fucked her.



Fucking outside was a huge turn on for both of us and she was soon moaning
as her orgasm built. When she finally gasped and tensed I let go the load I
had been holding back, filling her pussy with my cum as she climaxed.



We giggled like teenagers as we returned to the office.



That afternoon the real flirting by email began.

'Dear David, It appears your cum has leaked from my pussy and stained my
chair. Should I call facilities or will you?' She wrote.



'Re Cum stain on chair', I joked in response, 'Having checked the intranet
site for facilities cannot find a request for removal of bodily secretions
from office furniture. Suggest surreptitious swap of seating with
colleague.'



A later exchange went as follows.



'Pussy still twitching' She wrote.



'Dick now hard', I responded



'Pussy getting wet'



'Dick even harder'



'Need your dick in my cunt'



'Want to make you cum again'



"Oh fuck yessssss!"



'When?'



'Tomorrow night? Steve away and kids on a sleep over'



'I will book a motel'



'Cannot wait!'



'Suggest restroom masturbation to help you through the day!'



I heard her laugh across the office.



'Will be thinking of you!' She responded and I watched as she got up and
headed for the rest room carrying her handbag.



She walked back past my desk a few minutes later and deposited a banana in
my in tray.



"You left this in the break room" she said casually as she passed.



"Thanks", I said, smelling her pussy juice on the banana as I peeled it.



We were naked within seconds of entering the motel room, tearing the clothes
from each other as we hurried to explore each others bodies. Naked at last
we fell into a 69 and I buried my face in her fragrant cunt as she took me
in her mouth and expertly pumped my organ.  Her pussy was shaved smooth bar
a 'V' of hair above her clit and I greedily probed her hole with my tongue,
drinking down her sex. As I licked her I slipped a finger into her pussy and
fingered her as my tongue flicked across her clit. She moaned appreciatively
as I slipped in a second finger encouraging me to go further.



Releasing myself from the 69 I carried Sue over to a chair and sat her on
the edge of the seat, kneeling between her legs. Her pussy was soaking and I
easily slipped three fingers into her pussy. Sue held my wrist and guided me
as I held my fingers together and slowly inserted my hand in her cunt. She
gasped as the thick part of my hand passed through the opening of her pussy
and then rubbed her clit with one hand and squeezed her tits with the other
as I worked my hand in her body. Soon she was writhing on my hand and she
screamed as an orgasm ripped through her body.



I eased my hand from her now gaping cunt and she pulled me towards her, once
more enveloping my dick in her mouth. She sucked me deep down her throat
and, as she sucked she fingered my anus, slowly slipping a probing finger
past my sphincter. With her other hand she pumped the base of my cock and
soon I felt the cum rise in my balls. Sensing my imminent orgasm she
increased the tempo until finally I exploded, pumping my hot semen into her
mouth.



She took the first few blasts of cum in her mouth then let my cock fall from
her and spray a few spurts of white cream over her tits. Finally she took me
back in her mouth and sucked the last drops from me.



Exhausted I collapsed back on the bed. "Fuck that was good!" I said.



"No going to sleep", she joked, "I need you hard again!"



With a wicked grin on her face she gave me her best 'porn star' look and
began to play with herself. She slowly slid her hands over her tits and
collected some of my cum on her fingers before provocatively raising them to
her lips and licking them clean. She then began to massage the rest of my
cum into her tits before sliding her hands down her body and holding her
pussy wide open. I watched transfixed as she reached over to the telephone
and took the receiver in her hand, running it up and down the length of her
pussy before sliding it into her cunt. Masturbating with it whilst she
rubbed her clit. Once she was finished with the phone she began to fist
herself, sliding her hand into her own pussy and moaning with pleasure as
her cunt became full of her own hand.



My dick began to swell as I watched her and soon it was rock hard. Seeing my
readiness Sue came over to the bed and positioned herself on all fours, her
ass thrusting up in the air. I quickly slipped my dick into  her distended
pussy and, as I did, she thrust two of her fingers in with it.



"Why not fuck me in the ass?" She suggested.



I needed no further encouragement and, using her juice as lubricant, pressed
the head of my dick against her butt hole and slowly pushed the head past
her sphincter. She gasped as I penetrated her then moaned as I began to fuck
her butt. As I fucked her she began to play with her pussy and soon she had
her fist buried in her cunt as I fucked her ass. I could feel her hand work
against my dick through the membranes between the two and the sensation was
exquisite. Far better than the tightest virgin cunt you could imagine.



Sue and I fucked regularly from that night on, right up to the point when,
because of her husbands job moving she left town.



by David Lavenham



Feedback appreciated - davidlavenham@hotmail.com

More stories on my blog:  http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com and at

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/~davidllavenham
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