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I guess I am not your average 22-year-old man when it comes to women.
From puberty I had the same fascination with the female form that my friend did, but
my tastes always tended towards a maturer woman. While all my friends lusted after
young pop stars such as Britney Speirs in her school uniform I was more attracted to
Monica Bellucci who made the cinema uncomfortably hot for me in the 2nd and 3rd
parts of the matrix trilogy. Similarly when my friends started getting interested in
the other schoolgirls in our class I was fixated on the female teachers. Don’t get
me wrong I had my share of girlfriends through school and college, and enjoyed
myself like every guy did, but my love of older women persisted throughout, and I
never ended up in a serious relationship. I kept my desires to myself, scared I
would be ridiculed by my friends, but they seemed to get more intense with time. It
wasn’t as if I was lusting after old women in their seventies, but neither wa!
s I into pretty young teenagers. I especially like busty dark haired women, (hence
my Bellucci fascination). My preferred age range was 35 to 50, mainly due my other
fetish of impregnating an older woman later on in her life when she thought her
child bearing days were well behind her. There was something very taboo and naughty
about this that I found unbelievably exciting. The thought of an older woman, who
really should know better, allowing herself to be knocked up by a young stud like me
was something I often dreamed about while masterbating. I liked to imagine what her
friends and family would say as her big, mature breasts filled up with milk and her
belly swelled with the baby of a man half her age. Little was I to know what an
impact this fetish would have on my future.

I left college two years ago as a qualified computer technician and quickly found
work in my local area servicing and repairing machines. Much of my work was with
the retail sector, and I found myself working for a chain of small travel agent
shops installing a new computer system. It was in one of these shops that I met Mrs
Maxine Dixon. Maxine was the manager of that particular travel agents shop and as
such was the person I dealt with most when working out what type of system would
suit them best. That suited me fine, as she was one of the best looking women I had
ever seen. At 44 she was the perfect age. She had fashionably cut shoulder length
black hair she generally wore up on top of her head, a very pretty face and a
seductive smile. She wore small black reading glasses, usually down her nose, which
gave her the “sexy schoolteacher” look that I love. Her body was also gorgeous. She
stood about 5’8” and though she carried a bit of weight it was perfectly distrib!
uted on her sexy frame the majority of it on her very ample chest. She wore the
same smart uniform as the other girls, a simple knee length black skirt, black
tights and a light blue sleeveless blouse, and though it was not supposed to be
sexy, when Maxine wore it the uniform looked great. She was very friendly towards
both the customers and staff, with a good sense of humour and a very suggestive,
flirty voice that was very appealing. From the first time I met her I was
enchanted, and was glad the computer install would take several weeks, giving me
plenty of time with this gorgeous creature.

I made it my mission to find out more about her, and managed to glean a fair bit of
info from the other girls without making my interest too obvious. I discovered that
she had married very young at 18, and quickly had two sons who were now about my
age. However tragedy had struck when her husband had been killed in a car accident,
leaving her to bring up her sons alone. This she had done very well. Both now had
good jobs and had left home leaving Maxine alone again. The other girls said that
even though she had dated a few men over the last few years there had never been
anything serious, and she seemed quite content by herself. I found it tragic that
such a lovely woman was by herself, and wished I could do something about it.
However I didn’t believe I had any chance with her considering the twenty two-year
age gap.

From the moment I met her I was attracted to Maxine. I would sneak glances at her
legs and ass in her tight skirt, and stare intently at her blouse in an attempt to
see the outline of her bra while her back was turned. However over the next few
weeks the attraction turned into something closer to an obsession. It all started
when I was installing the main computer server though the back of the shop, a few
days after starting the job. Maxine was through the front with the two other girls
Donna and Louise, and they all seemed to forget I was there even though I could hear
what was going on out the front quite clearly. When the shop had a quiet spell in
the afternoon the women started talking about clothes (a woman’s favourite
subject?). Donna brought out a flimsy low cut halter top she had bought that day.

“What do you think of this ladies” She asked her colleagues, “I have bought this top
for a night out with my boyfriend Mark next weekend. I reckon he will like it a
lot. It should make the most of my little B cup tits. On fact I am thinking of not
bothering with a bra, as the straps would be too noticeable with a top like this. I
am sure Mark will appreciate that!”

At the mention of bras my ears pricked up and I started listening more closely.

“That top looks great Donna,” Louise said. “I have one a bit like that. I always go
braless when I wear it as well. One of the main advantages of having small tits is
that I don’t need much support and can get away without a bra when I am out. My
boyfriend loves it as well. Men are so fixated with tits, even mine which aren’t
much bigger than yours Donna. Maxine, you must have got a fair bit of male
attention over the years, being so well endowed?” she said to her manager.

Maxine laughed that husky, sexy laugh of hers.

“I tell you girls, big boobs are sometimes not all they are cracked up to be. For a
start there is no chance I could go out without a bra wearing any kind of top, much
less one like that. I need so much more support than you do for your pert little
tits. Big boobs do get you a lot of attention and you would think they would be a
huge asset during sex, but believe me they can be a liability when it comes to your
own pleasure. Men become transfixed with them and don’t give enough attention to
more important areas further down the body. As much as I like having my tits rubbed
and sucked I am not going to get off on it. My husband was terrible for that when
we first started having sex. In those days he always ended up cumming all over my
boobs before he got anywhere near my pussy, leaving me frustrated. If things had
gone on like that I doubt I would ever have got pregnant, but he got a lot better
with experience.” He voice was tinged with sadness as she said this and I could!
tell she still missed her husband terribly, even 20 years after his death.

“Any way girls,” Maxine continued “Those days are long gone but I still have to
carry these heavy things about with me wherever I go. I have to do exercises every
day to keep the muscles of my chest and back in shape. This prevents back pain, and
also helps with the dreaded sag and droop that comes with age. I have done the
exercises every day since I was 15 years old. My tits don’t sag too much for their
size, especially considering I have had two children and will be 45 this year, but
it is still a pain having to get up early every day to exercise. Also getting
clothes that fit me can be a bit of a challenge, especially nice looking underwear.
Most shops only stock bras up to a D or DD cup and I am a 40 F cup so it can be
pretty difficult. A completely natural 40F I hasten to add, I don’t have such big
boobs through choice!”

“Wow, an F cup!” Donna exclaimed, “I didn’t know you were that Maxine. I mean you
do look big but not THAT big.”

“That is because I always wear a minimiser bra at work,” Maxine replied. “It
flattens me off quite a bit and means I can fit into these work blouses. Even then
it is bit tight and the blouse can gape open if I bend down too much. Sometimes the
buttons work their way undone as well and I always have to check I am buttoned up
properly. Also having to cram my big boobs into this tight bra every day isn’t
particularly comfortable. I have very sensitive nipples and they can get quite
painful getting pressed flat by this damn minimiser. I much prefer an underwired
push up bustier as it gives me so much more support and doesn’t press on my nipples
as much. The first thing I do when I get home at night is change into a bustier.”

“Yeah, I wear a push up to work every day” Louise said. “With one of them on I fill
out the work blouse nicely, but if you wore one you would probably burst it open
Maxine. I can see why you need the minimiser,” she giggled. “I think you should
wear your push up bustier one day to give the male customers a thrill. We will be
so much busier of you do.”

“Ha Ha very funny.” Maxine laughed back. “Perhaps 20 years ago that might have
worked but I don’t think many men would be interested in my old boobs now.”

How wrong she was. In the back shop I was beside myself with desire listening to
the conversation. I had though Maxine was busty before, but now I knew she was
playing down her assets with a minimiser all I could think about was how big her
tits would be in her push up bustier, or even better out of a bra completely. I
felt my cock begin to swell and had the overwhelming desire to start rubbing myself
then and there, but I forced myself to calm down. However the conversation was not
over yet.

“Another thing with the work uniform is the skirt, I know it isn’t too short but it
is really a bit tight around the ass for an old woman like me who isn’t as slim as
she used to be,” Maxine complained. “If I wear normal panties the panty line is
just so obvious especially if I am bending down or reaching up to get brochures off
the shelves. I have ended up having to wearing a thong and hold up stockings to
work, which is a bit silly for a woman my age. I am sure you young girls are
comfortable in your thongs, but I just feel embarrassed wearing one. Also when I
first started wearing the thong all the hair round my crotch was sticking out the
sides of it which made me even more self conscious, even if no one else could see
it. I have ended up having to shave myself down there again, something I had not
really bothered with for years. I really will have to see if head office will change
the uniform to suit older women.”

“I think you look great in the uniform Maxine,” Donna replied. “You really are too
hard on yourself. Sure you might be a bit older than us, but a lot of men like an
older woman, especially one with 40F tits!”

“Oh yeah?” Maxine replied sceptically “I have yet to meet any men like that.”

“You have to be joking Maxine,” Louise gasped. “I can’t believe a nice looking
woman like you hasn’t got any offers, it has been years since your husband died.
Surely you haven’t been without a man since then ”

“Afraid so girls,” Maxine admitted bashfully. “I never had time when my boys were
young, and have kind of lost interest over the last few years. I did have a few
flings years back but never anything serious, and I was never satisfied by any of
the men I was. They never compared to my husband in the bedroom department, and to
this day he is the only man who has ever given me a climax, and that over 20 years
ago. As for the last few years I have had a few offers, but they have all been from
men a good bit older than me and to be honest I have never found older men that
attractive. I am sure they couldn’t satisfy me with their old wrinkly cocks that
probably don’t harden properly anymore without viagra.”

“Oh Maxine that is terrible,” Donna commiserated. “I don’t know how you have
managed without sex for all those years. I would hate it.”

“Don’t get me wrong girls, I haven’t gone off sex completely,” Maxine continued.
“In fact if some young virile toy boy was to make me an offer I might well be
tempted but I very much doubt someone like that would be interested in an old woman
like me.”

Through the back I wanted to shout out that I was the man she was looking for, but I
held my tongue for fear the girls would remember I was there and stop talking about
such an exciting topic. As it turned out a customer came in and the conversation
finished. However all I could think about was Maxine’s big F-cup tits crammed into
her minimiser bra just begging for release, or of the tiny thong running between her
meaty buttocks and over her shaved pussy. I thought about awakening 20 years of pent
up sexual energy in this gorgeous woman and could barely keep control of my cock. I
couldn’t wait to get away from work that day.

That night as soon as I got home I stripped naked and began jerking off with images
of Maxine in my head. I felt more aroused than I had ever been before. My cock is
normally an average 7 inches when erect, but that night it seemed to be at least
another inch longer and also much thicker than usual. The veins along the length of
my cock stood out and throbbed as I frantically tugged on the swollen helmet. With
my other hand I reached down to feel my smooth, shaved balls (a previous girlfriend
had preferred me shaved and I just kept doing it after we broke up in case I met
another woman like her). Today they felt incredibly heavy filled with hot cum that I
would love to spray over my mature goddess, or even better, inside her. I thought
of rubbing my cock over her tits and buttock, getting more and more aroused with
every second. Then my mind wandered to thoughts of her clean shaved pussy. I
wondered if she was still fertile. At 44 she probably had another couple of yea!
rs left. I thought of blowing my load deep inside her and about her getting knocked
up by a man young enough to be her son, over 20 years after she had last given
birth. That final taboo thought was too much for me and I felt my cock swell up
before spurting an enormous load of cum all over my chest and stomach. I imagined
my cock was deep inside Maxine, pumping my potent seed towards her last few fertile
eggs. After what seemed like 10 minutes my cock stopped spurting and I fell back
exhausted. Even this didn’t seem to satisfy me, and my desire for Maxine seemed to
grow even stronger. Within a few minutes I had another erection and soon blew
another load of cum as large as the first.

The next day I struggled to do my work. Every time she walked by I caught a whiff of
her perfume and I found my eyes drawn to her as if they had a mind of their own.
Now that I knew about her underwear situation I was on the look out for her bending
over to see what I could get a glimpse of. I didn’t have long to wait. The courier
came with a new stock of brochures soon after opening, and Maxine brought the box
through the back to unpack, right beside where I was setting up the computers. She
smiled pleasantly at me before turning her back and bending over to unpack the
boxes. As she bent forward her skirt pulled tight against her ample behind, clearly
displaying the swells of her buttocks to me, which were, of course, devoid of any
panties. I could even see the thin ridge of her thong as it passed from between her
buttocks and up over her hips. I imagined the gusset of the thong passing between
her legs and pressing hard onto her shaved pussy lips and clitoris. At the!
same time her skirt had ridden up her thighs revealing much more of her shapely
legs than I had ever seen before. Just below where her skirt stopped I could just
see the tops of her hold up stockings. I felt the familiar swelling in my groin
and tried to look away, but it was all I could do not to reach out and touch her
gorgeous ass. My cock was completely out of control and within seconds I had a
full erection, which I tried desperately to hide by crossing my legs. Maxine
seemed to somehow sense my discomfort. She turned and looked at me quizzically.

“Are you getting on OK over there Allan,” she asked. “You seem a little quiet today.”

“I..I am fine” I stammered out, and tried to get back to work. However it was not
to be as Maxine was now starting to place the brochures up on the high shelves over
her head. As she reached up her blouse strained against her huge bust and was
pulled loose from her skirt at the front. The blouse rode up exposing her navel and
the swell of her belly to me. She did not have a flat belly, which you could not
expect at her age and after two children. However the skin was still tight with no
sign of stretch marks and was the same creamy white colour as her face and arms. I
found the sight overwhelmingly exciting and though my cock was going to explode
through my trousers. I wanted so much to be able to cum all over that belly, or,
even better, deep inside it. I imagined that lovely belly swelling with a child I
had put there.

To my disappointment Maxine finished stocking the high shelves quite quickly and as
she dropped her arms her belly was covered once again. She noticed her blouse had
come loose and tucked it back in. I looked away quickly so the wouldn’t see me
staring at her. She put the now empty box over by the bins and then and went back
out the front, leaving me with a huge erection and a feeling of intense frustration
at not being able to do anything about it.

Over the next few days I had an almost constant erection when I was around Maxine.
This was not helped by the fact that one of my aunts had come to stay the week with
me while house hunting in the local area and this meant I could not masterbate at
night to release the sexual tension for fear of getting caught. The walls of my
flat were so thin that my aunt was bound to hear what was going on and she was a
terrible gossip. I tried to stay away from Maxine as much as possible and get on
with my work, but things became more difficult when the system was up and running
and I had to give training to the staff on how to work it. I trained Donna and
Louise up first by eventually it was Maxine’s turn. I started by showing her how to
log customer details on to the system. I sat beside the computer while she stood
slightly behind me looking at what I was doing on the screen. The smell of her
perfume and even her very presence was getting me excited.

“This is the data input screen,” I said to her, clicking with the mouse. “You type
the customer name and address in here.”

“That looks pretty easy, let me have ago,” she replied in that husky, flirty voice
of hers.

She bent over beside me and started clicking with the mouse on the screen. I could
not resist any more and had quick sideways glance at her, then almost gasped out
loud. Her blouse had moved slightly as she bent over and even though it was still
buttoned tightly over her chest the front had gaped a little where it passed over
her shoulder. This gave me a tiny peek of the lacy strap of her bra as it
disappeared into her blouse, straining to hold her wonderful tits inside the tight
top. I could see the bra was lavender coloured and even though I knew it was an
unexciting minimiser I could feel my cock beginning to swell again. All reason went
out of my mind and I knew I had to see more of her gorgeous tits.

“Why don’t you sit down and try Maxine?” I offered. This was not a chivalrous
gesture, it was because then I would be standing about her and might get a glimpse
down her blouse at those gorgeous tits if I was lucky.

“Why thank you Allan,” She replied, smiling her seductive smile at me.

We changed places and I leant over her shoulder, going through how to use the
computer system. Every few minutes I took a furtive glance at her chest, but the
blouse was staying tightly fastened denying me a view of her cleavage. However I
could see the buttons were under a bit of stress with the sheer size of her bust,
and it looked like a little bit of tension in the right direction might pop one of
them open. I remembered Maxine’s conversation with the girls when she had said she
had problems with her blouse popping open. I had to figure out a way to get that to
happen now. There was a pile of computer manual on the side of the desk. As I
reached over to get one I “accidentally” knocked it over the side of the desk.

“Oh I am sorry,” I apologised. “Could you possibly get that for me”

“Sure,” she said sweetly and leant over to pick up the book. The sideways motion of
her body had exactly the desired effect. Her blouse was pulled even tighter by the
motion of her arms as she reached for the book, and this little extra bit of tension
popped the top button open. Once I had noted this I quickly looked away. If she
saw me staring she might realise her blouse had come undone and fix it before I had
got a good look. I took the book from her, thanking her profusely, and started back
on our tutorial. After about a minute she still had not noticed the loose button
and I sneaked a glance downwards. I was almost blown away with what I saw. The
loosening of just that one button had forced the blouse wide open at the top and I
could now see right down her voluptuous cleavage as well as the lacy edges of her
bra cups. She had a cute little mole on the top of her right breast and the creamy
white skin of her upper breasts were pulled in by the minimiser bra whic!
h forced her naturally voluptuous curves into a flatter shape to fit her blouse. At
the edges of the cups her boob meat bulged out slightly, trying to free itself from
the artificial restriction of the bra. I could see what she meant when she had
complained about the comfort of her work bra, and how she preferred the uplifting
support of her bustier. I ached to see how good her tits would look in a push up
bustier if they looked this good in her unflattering work bra, and wanted so much to
reach down and free those wonderful boobs from their uncomfortable lacey prison. I
felt my cock rear up to a full erection and knew I had to get control of myself soon
or she was bound to notice my now obvious arousal. I quickly finished the tutorial
with only the occasional glimpse down her top, and complemented her on her quick
learning.

“Not too bad for an old woman,” she laughed, and went out to join the other girls,
leaving me feeling even more frustrated than before.

The next few days were hell, having to work with Maxine during the day but unable to
relieve my sexual frustration at night due to my houseguest. Thankfully she was due
to leave the next day so I knew I didn’t have to hold on too much longer. My balls
ached constantly and I wanted to be able to grant them release, but to be honest I
was of enjoying the lack of masterbation in a kind of masochistic way. I would have
a quick feel of my balls when I was in the toilet and imagine all the cum that was
being stored up there over the week. They felt much more swollen than usual, and I
began thinking about just how much cum I would be able to produce after a full week
of denial. I decided that when I finally got the chance to cum I wanted to release
the biggest load I had ever produced in my life. I had read on the internet that
drinking a lot of fresh water can increase the volume of cum a man can produce
during ejaculation, so I took to drinking a glass of water every hour or!
so. I dreamed about all that water being spurted back out my cock in a massive
torrent of white hot cum during my next masterbation session, once my aunt had
left. The only pang of disappointment was that the massive load would be wasted,
shot onto my stomach rather than deep inside the gorgeous Maxine.

On Friday I saw my aunt off at the train station before going in to work. I spent
most of the day in the back shop working away, and the girls were busy out the front
so I didn’t see much of Maxine. This was just as well because self-control was near
breaking point and any more teasing from her would probably have ended up with me
jerking off right then and there! As the day came to an end I was counting down the
minutes when Maxine came in to see me in the back shop.

“Hi there Allan, how you doing,” she said smiling that soft smile of hers.

“Great, should have everything done by the end of next week,” I replied.

“That is excellent, you really are good with computers” she said in her most flirty
tone. “In fact you could do me a massive favour if it isn’t too much trouble. My
computer at home had been playing up recently and I have some important documents on
there. Is there any chance you could come over to my place and have a look at it?”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My mature goddess was inviting me over to
her house!

“Sure, that would be no trouble at all,” I blurted out before she could change her
mind.

“Great,” she said with a smile. “Is there any chance you could come over straight
after work. I will give you a lift back to your house after. In fact we could
leave straight from here to save time if that is OK?”

This stopped me in my tracks. Going straight from work would mean I would have no
time to masterbate off all the sexual tension built up over the week and that along
with such close proximity to the object of my desire would be a potentially
explosive combination. Still I knew there was no way I could turn down such an
offer and found myself nodding dumbly.

“Excellent,” she laughed a big smile on her pretty face. “See you out front at
closing time.”

Soon the workday was over and I found myself in the passenger seat of Maxine’s car
on the way to her house. We made small talk as I attempted to keep my eyes front,
while still stealing the occasional sideways glance at her tits or her stocking
covered legs as she worked the pedals. We arrived at her house in less than ten
minutes. She showed me into the front room where she kept her computer.

“I can’t thank you enough for helping me with this Allan,” she said. “It would have
cost so much to get an engineer in to look at it, you are a life saver. Can I just
leave you with the computer for a few minutes while I go and change.”

“Sure,” I replied. “I will just get started straight away.”

As she walked out I looked at her shapely rear appreciatively. Then I remembered
what she had said to the girls earlier in the shop.

“The first thing I do when I get home at night is change into a bustier.”

I imagined her stripping off her work uniform blouse and trousers, then peeling off
her restrictive minimiser bra. I felt the overwhelming urge to walk in on her as
she was squeezing her huge melons into her sexy push up bustier, get down on my
knees and beg for her to take pity on me and my painfully swollen erection. However
I didn’t think that would go down too well so I started work on the computer. It
turned out to be a fairly straightforward software problem, which only took me
minutes to fix. Just as I was finishing off I heard the door open and turned to see
Maxine enter in her evening clothes. She was everything I had dreamed of and more.
She had changed into an elegant long silk skirt, which came down to her ankles and
pulled tight in at her waist. Her top was an expensive looking cashmere sweater,
which hugged her figure perfectly. And what a figure it was. She had obviously
shed her minimiser in favour of her bustier, as her boobs looked about twice as bi!
g as normal. They now jutted out proudly from her chest getting the proper support
they needed rather than crushed into the flatter profile dictated by her work
clothes. Her bustier also gave her a much more impressive cleavage, which I could
just see peeking out from underneath the mildly revealing V of her sweater. Her
hair was still up, but she had applied a little more make up to her eyes and a dash
of red lipstick that made her pretty face even more appealing.

This time there was no way I could conceal my admiration, and I had to tell her as
much.

“Wow, you look great Maxine,” I stuttered, my mouth hanging open.

She just smiled self-consciously and walked over to stand beside me.

“Thanks for saying that. It’s been a long time since man has complimented me in that
way. How are you getting on with the computer?”

“Fine,” I said. “Almost done.”

“That is great,” she replied. “I will fix us some coffee if you want to go over to
the couch.”

I quickly finished my work on the computer and retired to the couch, still trying
desperately to control my semi-erect cock, which was pressing hard against my tight
boxer shorts and jeans. However after seeing Maxine dressed in those sexy clothes
that was becoming an almost impossible task. In a few minutes Maxine came in with
the drinks on a tray and the situation became even more sexually charged.

“Do you want milk or sugar in your coffee,” She enquired as she walked over to the
couch.

I never got a chance to answer because as she placed the tray down on the low coffee
table in front of me the V of her sweater fell open and I was treated to a cock
hardening view right down her top. Her cleavage was the most impressive I had ever
seen and seemed to go on forever. Her twin mountains of creamy white boob meat were
pressed together and forced up by the supportive cups of her sexy push up bustier
rather than pressed flat like in her work bra. I could see the black lacy edges of
the bustier cups as they strained to contain their heavy load and a small white lacy
flower was sewed on to the bustier where the cups met in the middle. This looked so
feminine and so sexy I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I abandoned my attempts
to control my cock and felt it rear up to its full size inside my tight boxers and
just sat there looking directly down her top, my eyes glazed over in lust. There
was no way she could have missed the look of pure animal desire on my f!
ace and after what seemed like several minutes she slowly stood back up and lifted
her hands to cover her chest.
The move looked quite defensive, and I was worried I had blown it totally. However
when I looked at her face the expression was more one of surprise than anger.

“Allan, you weren’t looking down my top were you?” she said with a nervous giggle,
trying to laugh off the obvious sexual tension in the air.

I knew I had to make my move now, and it would have to be bold. I said nothing but
simply stood up in front of her with my hand on my hips. Her gaze dropped down my
body to the huge bulge disfiguring the front of my jeans which these was now no
mistaking.

“Sorry Maxine, I have been lusting after you for as long as I have been working in
the shop and can’t take it any more. The sight of your big tits was just too much
for me and I can’t pretend any longer. If you want me to leave ask now because
either I will have to do something about this erection in the next few minutes or
you will.”

Maxine looked totally taken aback by this. She rocked back on her feet slightly and
I saw a myriad of emotions pass over her pretty features. Sure there was a little
fear and confusion there, but also interest and possible a little lust? After
several minutes she seemed to make a decision and a naughty little smile appeared on
her lips.

“Well I suppose if you feel that way you might as well relieve yourself here,” she
said mischievously looking directly at my groin. “You did help me with my computer
after all, and I would feel terrible sending you away with something like that
between your legs. Who knows I might even enjoy the show.”

This was exactly what I hoped to hear. I quickly kicked off my shoes and socks then
pulled my shirt over my head and slipped out of my jeans. Finally I stood before
her naked apart from my tight designer boxer shorts. However I didn’t remove these
yet. I figured that Maxine has been teasing me since I met her (even if it was
unintentionally) and now it was time to return the favour.

“Do you like what you see?” I asked her, putting my hands behind my back and
thrusting my groin out towards her. My erection felt enormous and was very obvious
through the tight cotton of my boxers. She could easily see the long thick shaft
pointing up and out as well as the large bulge created by my swollen, heavy balls
pressing hard against the thin fabric. I reached down and gently began rubbing the
engorged helmet of my cock through my boxers. Soon precum started to leak out
seeping through the fabric and a small damp patch began to form, which I was sure
she could see. Instead of just looking interested I was sure I could now see
definite desire on her face.

“Why don’t you take your boxers off baby,” she whispered seductively. “That will
make your task a lot easier.”

“I don’t know,” I said. “It would seem a bit unfair if I was completely naked and
you were fully dressed wouldn’t it. Now if you could take your sweater off it might
even things up a bit.”

She glanced down at her sweater, a look of indecision on her face. I though for a
second I had pushed too far too soon and blown it. However I almost cried for joy
when she reached down, grabbed the bottom of her sweater and quickly pulled it over
her head. For a second she clasped it to her chest before dropping it to the floor.
A huge grin spread over my face as I got my first proper look at her sexy black
push up bustier. The lacy garment began just above her naval and spread out into
two large underwired half cups which contained the lower half of her magnificent
melons, with the top of the cups just concealing her nipples. Two thin black straps
ran from the half cups over her shoulders and appeared under tremendous strain due
having to support such a heavy load. The top half of her voluptuous tits were
completely exposed as they were pushed up and in by the supportive garment and I
could just see the edge of her areolas at the lacy edges of the cups. In fact I
tho!
ugh I could even make out the small bumps of her erect nipples through the material
of the bustier. When I finally managed to tear my eyes away from that marvellous
sight I saw a slightly nervous but proud smile on her lips.

“Well, I have fulfilled my part of the bargain” she said “It’s now your turn to
loose the boxers.”

A look of intense lust appeared in her eyes as she stared hungrily at the huge
throbbing bulge in my underwear and I knew it was now or never. I reached down and
quickly dropped my boxers, kicking them to the far side of the room and standing
fully naked in front of my mature goddess. I thrust out my groin again trying to
make my cock look as big as possible. I knew I wasn’t small in that department but
had no idea how big the other men she had been with were, and I didn’t want to
disappoint her. I needn’t have worried.

“Oh my!” she gasped, putting her hand over her mouth. “That looks so painful, I
have never seen a cock as thick and hard as that, or a set of balls so swollen. I
can’t believe just seeing my old tits has done that to you. I can see why you need
to do something about it!”

“Yeah baby,” I moaned as I stated slowly stroking the thick shaft of my cock. “I
have always had a thing for busty older women but you are the best looking one I
have ever met. See how thick and hard my cock is for you, I have never felt this
big for a woman before. See the throbbing veins sticking out the side of my shaft
and my angry red helmet oozing with pre-cum, you and your big tits have done this to
me. See how swollen my balls are, they have never felt so full of cum. And every
drop of the thick white cum in these balls is for you. I would so love to blow it
all over your glorious tits or anywhere else on your gorgeous body.”

I continued with this dirty talk as a languidly stroked my shaft deliberately
staying away from the sensitive head of my cock so I didn’t cum too soon. I could
see the effect this was having on her. She half closed her eyes as she listened to
me running her hand through her dark hair and pulling it out so it fell free down to
her shoulders. This made her look even sexier, and I told her so.

“Oh baby you look so hot with your hair out like that, I could just cum all over you
right now.”

Then she started rubbing her tits with her left hand through her bustier, forcing
more of the acres of creamy white boob meat out the top of their lacy and wire
prison. I could see most of her right areola and her nipple was almost exposed.
With her right hand she began stroking her thighs through her silk skirt slowly
moving in towards the junction between her legs where I knew her pussy would be.

“I can see your bustier is struggling to hold you big tits Maxine,” I teased. “And
I wonder how your pussy is feeling down there in your tight little thong.”

Maxine look at me in amazement.

“How did you know about that,” she said questioningly.

“I know everything about your lovely body from your 40F bra size to the shaved pussy
hiding away in that thong. If you want to give your sweet little pussy a rub that
is OK by me.”

She looked guiltily down at her skirt, deciding if she wanted to go that far but her
lust got the better of her and she reached down for the hem of her skirt and slowly
pulled it up to her waist and holding it there. This exposed her sexy long legs,
complete with black hold ups, and the brief black thong hanging from her shapely
hips. She looked down at the gusset of her thong before, with a shaking right hand,
tentatively pulled the material off her skin and looked directly at her sweet pussy.

“Oh, I don’t believe it, I am so wet,” she quietly gasped more to herself than to
me. “It has been so long, so very long since a man has done that to me. I didn’t
think it would ever happen again. You say older women turn you on, well for me it
is young men with big hard cocks and I haven’t seen one of them for 20 years. Thank
you for doing this for me.”

Than to my amazement she put her right hand deep into her thong and started
frantically rubbing. I couldn’t believe that this lovely woman had started
masterbating because of me. I couldn’t miss the chance to take things further. I
stopped rubbing my quivering cock and stepped closer to her till I was only inches
away. I took both hands and gently lifted her face till she was looking me in the
eye before kissing her with a passion I had never felt for a woman before. The kiss
lasted about a minute before I dropped my hands from her face and gently removed her
right hand from inside her thong.

“Let me help you with that baby,” I whispered, as I slid my own hand into her
gusset. The smooth shaved skin felt wonderful, and I was amazed how wet she was
down there. Her thong was soaked almost right through! Gently I slid a finger
between the moist petals of her pussy lips while rubbing her engorged clitoris with
my thumb.

“Oh Allan, that feels wonderful,” she moaned. “Please let me help you as well.”

I felt her small hands snake down to my groin and gently begin rub my cock and balls.

“You’re cock feels so big and hot baby,” she hissed. “And you balls are so swollen
heavy with cum I can barely lift them. I can feel them jerking and pulsing, I don’t
think you will be able to hold on much longer will you? I can’t wait to see what
sort of a load you can produce for me.”

Her ministrations were becoming bolder by the minute and I felt very close to
cumming myself. I could also tell from her moans and the twitching of her clitoris
that orgasm was close for her as well. As good as it would feel to cum then and
there I though I might be able to take things even further if I could change gear
for a moment. I gently removed my hand from inside her pussy before stepping back a
little. I heard her moan with disappointment.

“What are you doing baby, that was so good,” she pouted.

“I just want to get a closer look at your pretty pussy Maxine,” I replied. Why
don’t you bend over?

With a little uncertainty she did as instructed, presenting me with a great view of
her silk covered ass. I gently lifted her long skirt up over her hips exposing her
naked buttocks only covered very briefly by her skimpy black thong. I gazed at
those full succulent globes that I had dreamed about after seeing them covered by
her skirt in the shop.

“What an ass you have got Maxine,” I said appreciatively. “You can’t know how many
times I have stared at it in the shop and wished I could see it naked like this. I
could just cum all over it this second, but I have other things I want to do first.”

I reached up and slipped my fingers under the waistband of her thong tugging it
slowly down her thighs and letting it fall to her feet, exposing the crack of her
ass and wet pussy lips to my hungry eyes. Her pussy was magnificent, with thick
puffy shaved lips that were slick with her juices and a lovely little nub of a
clitoris at the top. I just had to lick her. First I lightly kissed each buttock
several times, each time moving closer to the junction between her legs. Maxine
quickly realised what was going to happen and started encouraging me noisily.

“Oh baby don’t tease me, I really need to cum soon. Eat me out baby please. Oh
just put your tongue in me now.”

I was happy to oblige. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and lightly licked
the inside of each lip before sticking my tongue as deep inside her as I could. She
lifted her legs in an attempt to get them further apart and allow me even deeper.
Then I slid right underneath between her legs, letting her skirt fall down over me.
I was now facing her crotch and in a perfect position to work on her throbbing
little clitty. I began by licking her tight little bud several times before gently
biting it with my teeth. This seemed to send her into rapture and I knew her orgasm
was fast approaching. However I didn’t want her to cum yet as I still had plans for
her. Just as I got her to the edge of orgasm I pulled back and slid out from under
her.

“Oh baby why did you stop,” She complained bitterly. “I was so close to cumming
there, I need to cum so bad baby.”

“Sorry Maxine, I can’t let you cum without seeing to your gorgeous tits first. I
have been dreaming of them since I met you and need to see them and feel them first
hand. They look so uncomfortable crammed into that tight bustier, I really don’t
think it is big enough for such a large and heavy load. Look, you nipples are even
popping out.”

It was true. While I had been performing between legs she must have been rubbing
her big tits, and had pushed even more of her overflowing boob meat from the tight
half cups of her bustier. Now most of her right areola and nipple were exposed.

“You are right,” Maxine replied mischievously. “The bustier feels so tight on my big
heavy tits that I can barely breathe and my sensitive nipples are so hard they are
popping out the cups. I think it might be for the best if you take this tight
restrictive garment off for me and let my titties hang free.”

I didn’t need a second invitation. I reached up to the thin straps of the bustier
and slipped them down her shoulders. Then I grabbed her round her waist and tilted
her entire body back, forcing her chest forward. The huge globes pressed hard
against their half-cup prisons and without the help of the straps the bustier
finally surrendered. Her enormous boobs spilled out of the tight confines of
bustier and I could finally see the tits I had lusted after for the past few weeks.
They were even bigger than they looked in her bustier. Without the support of the
underwire they obviously sagged a bit, as you would expect in an older woman, but
the voluptuousness of her creamy white boob meat overwhelmed me and I had to bury my
face deep into her glorious chest. Her tits were so soft and warm, everything I had
dreamed of. I pulled back for a second to take in her nipples as I pressed the twin
mountains of titty meat together. They were light pink in colour and stood over an!
inch proud in their erect state. Her areolas were the same light pink colour and
very large covering about half of the front of each perfect mammary. I gently
sucked on each nipple then took as much boob meat into my mouth as I could. I
imagined her huge breasts swollen with milk, and me feeding from her, and this
turned me on even more.

“These are the best tits I have ever seen Maxine,” I gasped as I came up for air.

“Glad you like them,” she said cheekily. “They sag a bit more than they used to,
but I am still quite proud of them. I love having my nipples sucked, but haven’t
had it done for so long, at least not by anyone except myself during a frustrating
masterbation session. You are such a good nipple sucker baby. I know you like my
big tits so you must be a tit man. Imagine how good it would feel to rub your hard
cock against them. I bet you would love to cum all over my hard nipples. Do you
think you could produce enough cum to coat my titties completely? I think with the
load in those balls you just might. Why don’t we see.”

Maxine kissed me gently and then slid slowly down my body, rubbing her big tits over
my chest and belly before arriving at my quivering cock. She gazed up and gave me a
wicked look before grabbing my cock and placing it between her voluptuous melons.
Then she used both her hands to press her boobs together from the sides trapping my
cock in a cavern of soft warm titty meat. I was in heaven.

“Let’s see if you like a tit wank,” Maxine giggled. “I bet you won’t be able to
hold on very long, no tit man can resist a good titty wank.”

Then she began slowly moving her torso up and down so he head of my cock would
appear and then disappear between the soft mountains of female flesh. I couldn’t
resist thrusting in the opposite direction and soon we had a good rhythm going.
Every so often she would lower her head into the warm cavern between her boobs and
give the head of my cock a lick on the upstroke. She was right, there was no way I
could hold on for long with this degree of stimulation and I longed to pound away
for the few seconds longer it would take for me to blow my massive load all over her
tits. However just as I was on the brink I changed my mind and pushed her away
gently.

“What is wrong baby, I know you were close there,” Maxine said in surprise. “I could
feel your cock throbbing against my tits. Let me finish off with my tits and then
get your magic mouth down between my legs again. I need to cum soon Allan, I am
dying for it.”

“Sorry Maxine but I don’t want this to end just yet,” I replied. “I really want to
see you fully naked first. Lets get your skirt and bustier completely off.”

I reached down for the waistband of her skirt and pulled it down as she raised her
ass for me, before sliding the skirt off her legs and throwing it to one side. Then
I reached round her back and undid the clasps on the bustier, removing it
completely. I gazed down at her succulent body, now completely naked bar her
stockings and knew what I wanted to do. I had to get inside her pussy.

“Baby, you are so hot and we are both so excited. I really need to make love to you
baby,” I moaned in her ear as I played with her tits and rubbed her pussy.

“Ohh ,baby I would love that,” she gasped. “Do you have a condom? I don’t have any
here”

I felt my hoped begin to falter. I didn’t have a condom, as I had never expected
things to turn out this way.

“No I am sorry, I don’t,” I replied. “Is that a huge problem?”

“Well I am not on the pill or anything,” She said. “I have had no need to be as my
sex life has been non existent for so long. I know I am getting on a bit now, but I
am still having my periods and in fact this is a really bad time of the month for
me. I think I could still get pregnant if we are not careful. I would feel so
embarrassed if I fell pregnant again at my age.”

This was completely the wrong thing to say to someone with an impregnation fetish.
It just made me even more determined to get inside her, as the risk of possible
pregnancy turned me on immensely.

“Don’t worry baby, I will pull out before I cum. Just let me get a few strokes
inside you. I know you are close to cumming yourself. Wouldn’t you like to feel my
big cock inside you as you cum. Once you have cum I will pull out and you can get me
off with your big boobs just like you promised”

I could see she was wavering between her lust for my cock and her fears about
pregnancy. The lust won.

“Well I suppose that would be OK as long as you are sure you will pull out in time.
I doubt I am very fertile anyway at my age, so if you leak a bit of pre-cum it
shouldn’t matter, but with the full load of cum you have got in those balls you
could probably knock up a seventy-year-old. Please be careful baby, I can’t get
pregnant at my age!”

I promised to be careful, but to be honest I would have said anything to get inside
her sweet pussy. I laid her back on the couch with her ass resting on the cushions
and slowly guided the swollen head of my cock to the folds of her pussy lips.
Firstly I rubbed and slapped my helmet against the outside of her pussy and on her
throbbing clitty both to get her more excited and to lubricate my cock in her
juices. Then I pressed a little harder against her pussy lips and slowly penetrated
about half way in. Despite her age she still felt pretty tight and very wet. I
could feel every ridge and fold of her vaginal walls as I penetrated further and the
sensations coursing through my cock head were exquisite. My poor cock had already
taken too much stimulation from her tits and I knew I couldn’t hold on for long. I
could already feel the familiar twitching in my balls. Still I fully intended on
pulling out before cumming, just like I had promised her. Slowly I built up a rhy!
thm pressing in and out of her tight sheath. Maxine was becoming more vocal as we
progressed and I could feel her pussy muscles contracting against my cock as her own
orgasm approached.

“That is it Allan, pound my hot little pussy with your big cock. I can feel it
coming; I am going to cum so soon, just a little longer. Just think how good it
felt when I gave you that tit wank and how much better it will feel in a few minutes
when I let you explode all over my big, soft boobs. Just hold on a little longer
baby and please don’t cum inside me.”

Unfortunately I knew I couldn’t hold on any longer and just as I felt her pussy
begin to pulse heralding the beginning of her orgasm I knew I was seconds away
myself and had to pull out. Maxine screamed out in frustration and anger as she
felt my cock leave her warm wet insides.

“Oh baby why did you stop I was so close. Surely you must be able to last longer
than that, a fit young man like you. Put that big cock back in me now, I need to
cum so bad.”

“Sorry Maxine, I really couldn’t hold on any longer,” I apologised. “Just give me a
few seconds to calm down and we can try again.”

“OK,” she said grudgingly. “But this time I want to go on top, I like being in
charge. It also means you can shout out if you are going to cum and I can get off
quickly”

She got no complaints from me on that score, I loved it when the woman was on top
particularly a dominant older woman like the lovely Maxine. A naughty little voice
in my head was telling me to try delay telling her I was cumming until I released a
couple of squirts of my seed inside her warm fertile belly. My impregnation fetish
was still lurking at the back of my mind, and though I knew I had to try and think
rationally it was becoming increasingly difficult.

I lay back on the floor and reached over for my gorgeous mature lover.

“OK Maxine, your turn, be gently with me.” I joked.

She just gave me a wicked smile and straddled my prone body. Her hair was soaking
wet with sweat by this stage hung loose over her pink, flushed face and she looked
so desirable it was frightening. Her huge boobs sagged down to within a couple on
inches of my face, pulled down by gravity now that she was on top. She looked down
at me with the “sexy schoolteacher” look that I loved so much.

“Now young man, you have been a naughty boy having all these dirty thoughts about a
poor, innocent old woman like me,” she scolded. “To make up for it you are going to
have to give me the most mind blowing orgasm I have ever felt, but you better not
cum yourself. If you are very good and hold on you will have the best tit wank of
your life to look forward to. However if you feel you are going to loose it too soon
and I have to get off before I cum then those aching balls of yours will be leaving
here full, because I won’t be letting you empty them anywhere near me. Do I make
myself clear young man.”

“Yes Mrs Dixon, I will try my best to be a good boy for you,” I said sweetly,
sticking my tongue out at her.

Maxine moved down me body to her pussy was positioned directly above my quivering
cock. She grabbed by shaft roughly and started rubbing my swollen helmet against
her clitoris; she gave a few little moans, then pressed the head of my cock directly
against her pussy lips. She relaxed the muscles on her legs and slowly sank down on
top of my cock. I felt myself penetrate deeply into her sweet pussy as Maxine
settled down on top of me and as our pubic bones made contact I head her give a
little gasp of pleasure.

“Oh baby I have never had a man that deep inside me before, I can feel the tip of
your cock against my cervix.”

She was right, her on top appeared to be a better position for us, and we could
achieve a deeper penetration that way. Unfortunately the pulsing of her vaginal
muscle deep in her pussy was also was providing a greater degree of stimulation for
poor cock and even with the little rest I had taken I still felt dangerously close
to cumming. Still I couldn’t tell her that. I was not sure if she was serious in
her threat about sending me away without letting me cum, but I certainly didn’t want
to take the chance. My one hope was that she seemed just as aroused, and I was
confident that if I could hold on just a minute or two she would have the orgasm she
craved, and I could pull out and blow my heavy load harmlessly on her magnificent
boobs. This train of though was brought to an abrupt close however when Maxine
started moving up and down my rampant cock. At first she moved slowly, using her
thigh muscles to raise and lower her pelvis, but before too long she started
increasi!
ng her pace and was soon bouncing up and down like a woman possessed, her huge tits
flying about everywhere. I had to close my eyes, as the sight of my gorgeous lover
bouncing on my cock was just too erotic for words. I would dearly have loved to
thrust my own hips back towards her on the down stroke, crushing my pubic bone
against her sensitive clitty. However it was taking all my self-control to hold off
my own orgasm. If I was to take a more active role in out lovemaking I was sure my
stamina would run out even quicker, and I could not afford for that to happen. I
sensed that Maxine was becoming increasingly frustrated by my lack of involvement in
our sex session.

“Come on baby, don’t just lie there and take it,” my sexy older lover moaned. “I
want to feel your cock thrusting in and out of me hard, so you need to do something
as well. Don’t make me do all the work, surely a young man like you isn’t tired
already? Perhaps you need a little more motivation? How about a feel of my big
tits?”

With this Maxine grabbed both my hands from down by my sides and forced them onto
her big bouncing breasts. I could not resist fondling the soft titty meat with my
hands and this appeared to get Maxine even more excited.

“That is baby, play with my boobs, they are just so sensitive. I want you to suck
my nipples as well.”

I was happy to oblige and started licking and sucking away at her hard nipples,
hoping this would bring her to orgasm sooner so I could pull out and explode all
over her bountiful boobs. It worked in a way; she did appear to be getting more and
more excited. The problem was this extra arousal meant an increase in both the
frequency and force of her thrusts. The hot, wet sheath of her pussy also seemed to
be getting tighter as her vaginal muscles squeezed my cock like a vice as if they
were trying to milk the cum out of my cock. Maxine may not have wanted me to cum
inside her, but her pussy muscles certainly seemed to want me too! Pretty soon I
knew I was not going to make it. Though Maxine was moaning and gasping like an
animal in heat, obviously on the brink of orgasm, I was very close myself and didn’t
think I could last another 10 seconds like this.

My impregnation fetish was also starting get the better of me. That small voice in
my head was telling me to just let myself go, cum in her pussy and deal with the
consequences later. I imagined what those wonderful consequences might be like, such
as her shapely belly swelling out as it filled up with my child. I had always found
pregnant women very attractive, and I knew Maxine would look great with a big
swollen belly. I also imagined her enormous tits growing even bigger as they filled
with milk. As I sucked on her nipples I imagined I was feeding from them, just like
our child could be in 9 months time. All I had to do was stay inside her for a few
moments too long as I released my seed, a couple of squirts deep inside next to her
cervix might be enough to knock her up. However my rational mind knew that if I did
cum in her without warning her first she would be very upset, and I would probably
never get another session with her again. This was the best sex I had e!
ver had, with my dream woman, and I couldn’t risk upsetting her too much or there
might never be a repeat of it. I knew that I would have to warn her to get off very
soon.

“Maxine, I’m so sorry, I am really close to cumming here,” I said reluctantly. “You
had better get off now, I can’t hold on.”

Maxine looked down at me in horror.

“You can’t be serious, I am so close” she panted. “Can’t you feel my pussy
throbbing? I need to cum so bad baby. You need to hold on a few seconds longer then
you can pull out and cum harmlessly on my tits. Just hold on a little longer, I know
you can do it.”

Unfortunately I knew there was no way I could hold on. I could already feel my heavy
swollen balls begin to throb and the muscles round my prostate beginning to tighten
in readiness to pump the first pulse of my potent semen deep into my mature lover.

“No Maxine I can’t stop it, you have to get off NOW!” I shouted in desperation.

I knew there was less than 3 seconds till my orgasm, but with her on top there was
nothing I could do. She had to get off before I could withdraw. Just then I felt
the weight of her body lift off my cock and I though she was going to let me
withdraw in time. However she paused with the tip on my cock still inside her,
holding her body suspended there with her thigh muscles. I looked up at her face in
confusion and saw a look of pure unbridled lust, her orgasm had started to take hold
and she was loosing all her self-control.

“Nooo, please,” She screamed incoherently “I can feel myself starting to cum. It had
been 20 years since a man had made me cum and I need it so bad. I can’t get off yet,
just give me a few more seconds. You have to hold on just a little longer baby
please, I know you can do it for me!”

Then to my surprise she dropped all her weight back down on me forcing my cock into
her pussy even deeper than before. She threw her head back in ecstasy and pressed my
hands harder onto her boobs, forcing me to knead them roughly. Her ramblings were
becoming even more incoherent as her orgasm intensified. She was alternating
between the ecstatic pleasure of sex and fear of me cumming inside her and knocking
her up.

“I am cumming soon baby, I am cumming soon, please don’t cum inside me baby, please
don’t cum inside me baby. Ohh your cock feels so good deep in my pussy. Ohh Allan
that feels so good just don’t cum inside me baby I might get pregnant. Ohh I can
feel myself cumming….”

Her pussy began pulsing rapidly as her orgasm really got into it’s stride and her
vaginal muscles clamped down tight on my cock making it completely impossible for me
to withdraw. This was far too much for my poor cock, which had no chance of
resisting the combination of intense stimulation that was assaulting it. I cried
out loud as my balls gave an almighty surge, my prostate muscles contracted and a
large wad of thick white hot cum was forced from deep inside my balls and up my
quivering shaft. The swollen helmet of my cock was right up against her cervix and
the huge first spurt of cum exploded deep inside her spasming pussy dangerously
close to her womb. I knew exactly what was happening, but my orgasm had now taken
hold, and my impregnation fetish was now in complete control.

“OK bitch, if you want your orgasm so bad then you can have it,” I snarled at her.
“But you had better be ready as I am going to fill you right up with my hot seed.
You had you warning, now you will have to take all my huge cum load deep in your
pussy.”

My aim was now to pump as much cum inside her as possible, all I wanted to so at
that moment was to follow the genetic programming of all men and knock up my lovely
mature woman. The more cum I produced the better chance there was of that happening
so I began to thrust my groin into her as she continued to bounce up and down using
her thigh muscles. I banged my ass hard against the floor trying to stimulate my
prostate as much as possible to increase the force of my ejaculation and hopefully
the quantity of cum that was erupting out of the quivering tip of my cock. Now I had
abandoned all attempts at holding it back my orgasm began to pick up pace with
another two thick creamy spurts of cum exploding into the fertile unprotected womb
of my gorgeous older lover.

“Feel that baby,” I shouted again, completely out of control now. “Feel my cock
spurting deep inside you, both my balls are filled to the brim with cum and every
drop of it is for you. I am going to knock you up you sexy old bitch, I’m going to
give you another baby!”

I looked up at Maxine as I shouted this. Her eyes were still closed but on her face
was a look of pure primitive ecstasy. It seemed that part of her must have wanted me
to cum in her, and perhaps even to knock her up. Even at her age the desire to
reproduce was still very strong and it was blocking out her rational mind. She must
have felt my cock throbbing as the first couple of spurts of cum erupted deep inside
her but her rational mind had no control over her body an anymore, and her body
wanted to take my cum as badly as I wanted to give it to her.

“Oh Allan are you cumming inside me?” I heard her gasp through the groans, her
rational mind vainly trying to salvage the situation. “You know you can’t do that
baby, I might get pregnant!”

That was the totally wrong thing for her say as it spurred me on even more. Spurt
after spurt of potent creamy white cum pumped from the helmet of my cock into my
mature lover. As she squeezed my balls rhythmically I felt them contract time after
time as the 4th, 5th, and 6th load of cum were deposited in the warm, fertile
receptacle of her unprotected womb. Instead of reducing, each load seemed bigger
than the last. That week of not being able to masterbate has meant my swollen balls
felt as full as they had ever been in my life, and it was going to take an epic
orgasm to empty them. As I spurted deep inside the lovely Maxine I felt her orgasm
intensify even further. The pulsing of her vagina muscles increased in intensity
and frequency even further. The muscles were carrying out their job, which was to
pump as much of my potent seed towards the fertile eggs in their owner’s fallopian
tubes as possible. However I was producing so much cum that I quickly filled her
pus!
sy with the thick gooey liquid and soon it was leaking out between our bodies as we
continued to thrust against each other like a couple of mating animals.

After what seemed like half an hour, though it was only about 30 seconds, I felt
the contractions of Maxine’s pussy begin to lessen as her first proper orgasm for
20 years came to an end. She slowly opened her eyes as the enormity of what had
just happened finally hit her. She gasped out loud and lifted her body up, finally
letting me withdraw from her wet writhing body. As my cock popped out it was still
spurting cum, and the last few loads splattered all over her big boobs as my own
orgasm ended, my balls finally empty after ejecting almost their whole enormous
load of cum deep inside Maxine’s pussy. She looked down at her groin and saw a
large blob of cum leak out between her shining wet pussy lips. She reached
between her legs and touched her pussy. When her hand came away absolutely covered
in cum.

“Oh no Allan, you came inside me,” She said in horror. “I told you not to do that
baby. Look at all this cum, it is all over my tits, belly and pussy. How much of
it did you pump inside me before you pulled out?”

“I am afraid pretty much the full load Maxine,” I said sheepishly. “I told you my
balls were full for you and I did warn you I was going to cum, but you didn’t get
off so I couldn’t pull out. I am sorry love but there was not much I could do, you
were so caught up in your own orgasm and you did seem to enjoy it.”

She smiled at that, remembering the unbridled pleasure of her first proper orgasm
for 20 years.

“Yeah, it was really good, I haven’t felt anything so wonderful for a long time. I
just hope there are no unintended consequences, I don’t know how I would explain to
my sons if I got knocked up at my age, especially by a boy not much older than they
are. Now I am going for a shower to try and wash as much of the cum out of me as I
can, you can get washed up in the kitchen.”

Maxine got to her feet and headed for the bathroom. I watched her shapely ass wiggle
as she walked, cum dripping from her pussy and felt another twitch between my legs.
I couldn’t believe I was still aroused by this woman even after our marathon sex
session. I washed up in the kitchen and got dressed. After about 10 minutes Maxine
came back wearing a dressing gown.

“Allan, I think you had better go now”. She said quietly. As she saw my face fall
she continued. “I am very confused over my feelings towards you and need some time
to come to terms with what has happened. I never thought I would have a man in my
life again, certainly not someone as young as you, and I just don’t know what to
do.”

“Please Maxine,” I begged. “I need you so much. I don’t care about your age, you
are everything I have ever dreamed of and I think I love you.”

This admission of love really shocked her, and I could see she was very confused. I
decided not to push the issue and left, but promised I would see her at the shop on
Monday.

The weekend seemed to go on forever for me. Several times I was on the verge of
going round to see Maxine, but thought it best to give her some time. I slept
fitfully on Sunday night, got up at the crack of dawn, and was in at work half an
hour early. When Maxine arrived I nervously approached her trying to get some idea
of her mood. I needn’t have worried; she gave me a big smile and whispered in my
ear that I could call at her house that night, but to remember to bring the condoms
this time.

Our affair continued in secret for the next few weeks, we had sex at least once a
day and both of us loved it. However Maxine told me her period was late, and soon
enough it was confirmed she had indeed got pregnant during out first encounter. To
be honest I was delighted with the news, and though Maxine was not too happy at
first, my enthusiasm was infectious and she soon warmed to the idea of becoming a
mother again. She quickly began to show, and as her belly swelled it became
impossible for us to conceal our affair any longer. The girls in the shop were
stunned, but delighted for us and even Maxine’s sons were supportive after seeing
how happy I was making their mother. It just took them a little time to get over the
fact that their mother had got herself knocked up my a man about the same age as
themselves. Maxine found she became even hornier during her pregnancy and we
continued having sex almost right up until the birth. She was even more sexy with
her big swoll!
en belly and tits than I had imagined and I loved our pregnant sex sessions. Almost
9 months from that fateful day our daughter was born. Maxine was delighted as she
had always wanted a girl, but though it would never happen. I reckon we will try
for another child pretty soon, as Maxine doesn’t have that many childbearing years
left and we both would like another one. Life is pretty good with my mature goddess.
She is everything I had ever dreamed of, and I wouldn’t swap her for all the tight
bodied teenage beauty queens in the world.