Dianne was having a very good day. She was on her knees in front of Joseph and he had just released a torrent of fresh cum into her mouth and over her chin. There had been so much that some had dripped down onto her ample breasts. Dianne knew what she was doing and Joseph always tried to get this round when he knew Dianne had a parcel to be delivered.
Joseph was studying for a Masters degree and worked part-time as a courier to help with the costs of his studies. He had met Dianne a few months ago and the attraction had been mutual and instantaneous. A bit of flirty chat had led to an invite for coffee and then the offer was made obvious. Joseph was as diligent with his work as he was with his studies. Every time he saw Dianne’s name on his list, he found a way of delivering her parcel last. This meant he didn’t need to rush. As long as the van was back in the depot in time for the next driver to take it out, nobody minded.
Dianne was an attractive divorcee in her early fifties. She had made a success of her new life in every aspect. She did, however, miss male company sometimes. It was on one of those days that she had first met Joseph. She had been masturbating enthusiastically, trying to scratch the itch when he had knocked at her door. The irony of the situation that afternoon was not lost on her. The parcel he was delivering contained a new sex toy and some odds and ends that made self-pleasuring fun.
Although Dianne had made herself look respectable before answering the door, it was obvious to both of them that something had been going on. Joseph found older women very attractive and Dianne ticked all his boxes. After signing for the parcel, Dianne had watched Joseph walk back down her drive. Even in his garish work uniform, she could tell that he had a great arse. She shut the door, went back to her bedroom and resumed masturbating. Lewd visions of Joseph helped her to a spectacular orgasm.
The previous night Dianne had enjoyed a steamy lesbian session with a friend who worked as aircrew for a Dutch airline. Whenever she had to overnight at Manchester airport, she would make a beeline for Dianne’s and the delights she knew she knew she could count on in Dianne’s bed. This woman was a lesbian, whereas Dianne was bisexual.
Despite all of the delights she had experienced the previous night with her Dutch friend, Dianne was craving cock. She knew that Joseph would not disappoint her. One of the many advantages of having a much younger lover was that their recovery time was a fraction of that of her ex-husband. There was hardly any waiting time with this young man.
Sometimes she would describe in graphic detail what she had done with her Dutch friend and other occasions she would use coarse language to it make clear what it was she wanted. The sound of this respectable middle-class woman speaking like a sailor really turned Joseph on.
Dianne led Joseph through to her bedroom, She had changed the bed after her Dutch friend had left because they had soaked the sheets after both climaxing during an energetic scissoring session. Dianne lay on her back, raised her knees and spread her legs, giving Joseph a clear view of her pussy. To encourage him she started running her fingers along the length of her slit.
Joseph needed no more encouragement. He advanced on Dianne, holding his already superbly erect cock. He was learning to read his sexy older lover and was quickly learning how to tell, what it was she wanted.
Joseph knelt between Dianne's legs and leaned forward. He ran his cock along the length of her slit until he found her opening. With a forceful thrust, he pushed his rampant cock into her. She was wet and ready for him, so he drove it home. Dianne’s satisfied grunt told him he was doing just what she wanted. He began fucking her.
Dianne was ready, but even so, it felt wonderful to be taken so forcefully by this young man. His energy was unmatchable. As soon as he found his rhythm, Dianne locked her legs behind his back and pulled him closer. This way she felt every inch of him as he pounded her. Her initial satisfaction gave way to a feeling of being almost deliriously happy. Young cock was just wonderful, she thought.
Dianne had slept with Joseph about four times up until now. On each occasion, she felt his confidence as a lover grow. She wanted him to know he was doing exactly what she desired and that it was OK.
Dianne felt Joseph pull out of her, he playfully slapped her arse and told her to get on all fours and stick her arse in the air. Dianne did as she was told, she teased him a few times with her round bum and then felt him mount her and begin to fuck her powerfully doggy style.
Dianne reached between her legs and found her clit, not out of frustration but because she knew that with this young man, she was going to have more than one orgasm. She wasn’t wrong. The first arrived very quickly. Her young lover didn’t stop for a second. God, he was good, she thought.
Joseph was hammering Dianne, he could feel the sweat flying off his brow as he drove his cock into Dianne. He never felt this way when he was with girls his own age. Dianne knew what she wanted and made it clear she was enjoying herself. He felt Dianne begin to push her bum back towards him in time with each of his thrusts. She was also encouraging him verbally to keep going. Joseph knew a good thing when he saw one. It never ceased to amaze him that Dianne was actually older than his mother.
Joseph felt a tightness in his gut and his balls began to swell, he knew he wasn’t far off. He pulled out of Dianne and, with a couple of strokes of his hand, sent a long string of spunk that splashed her bum. While pumping his cock, Joseph sent a second load flying, some of which landed on Dianne’s back.
He and Dianne slumped forward onto the pillows and then held each other tightly while their beating hearts calmed. Joseph would have liked to be able to stay longer but he knew he had to get the van back to the depot. Dianne had to get herself looking respectable for this evening’s book club.
Both knew that this afternoon’s exertions would not be the last.
