My birthday was nearing, and I wanted to treat myself to something special. I went online shopping, starting with jewelry, but I could not find anything I liked. I shopped for clothes, shoes, and lingerie but came up empty again.

Feeling bored, I surfed the internet and wound up on an adult dating site. Just for the fun of it, I browsed through the M4F ads, especially those with pictures. I noticed one ad listed from someone not far from me. He was twenty-seven, single, and interested in meeting and having NSA sex with an older, mature woman.

I read the well-worded ad and checked out the picture of him wearing only a tight pair of briefs. He had a tight body, fit and firm, black hair, brown eyes, and devilishly handsome. In his ad, he proudly noted his thick, ten-inch cock, and from his picture, the bulge in his briefs clearly showed it.

I have a thing for well-endowed men. My pussy turned wet from looking at him, and temptation ensued. I read it over a few times and decided to write a note to the email address listed in the ad. I rewrote it several times to get the wording the way I wanted. I explained that my fifty-sixth birthday was approaching, and I wanted to treat myself to a well-endowed young man to make it a memorable day for me. I sent the reply with a description of myself but without a photo.

I checked my email the next day and noticed a response to the email I sent in reply to the young man’s ad. He had written a nice response to my initial reply. His name was Ken. He wrote about what he liked and didn’t like, even mentioning a couple of his fantasies. His response seemed very personable. He worded a few questions to me and asked me to send him a photo of myself, the more revealing the better.

I am not a shy woman. I have a well-kept body for my age, so I sent him one of me in my beige bikini and platform heels. Just before retiring for the night, I checked my email and saw a response from Ken. He sent me three pictures of himself, all nudes. He wasn’t kidding about his ten-inch cock. He looked even more handsome and athletic in these pics.

Ken made several compliments about my picture. He said he would love to seduce me. I think he had it backward because I was already having a dozen different thoughts of seducing him.

We decided to meet on a Saturday night at Angelo’s Italian Restaurant. I love the food and wine they serve. I wore a revealing black dress with a deep frontal plunge, revealing a delicious view of my cleavage and the rise of my mounds. The dress hemmed mid-thigh. A pair of black open-toe heels and thigh-high nylons finished the ensemble. For jewelry, I wore a pair of gold earrings. I perfected my makeup and wore red lipstick to match the color of my nails.

We met at the restaurant. Dinner was a success. We ate lots of pasta and shared a bottle of red wine. We talked and laughed like we were longtime friends. Of course, the sexual tension was alive and well. By the end of dinner, I eagerly anticipated that he would make a suggestion.

Finally, he asked, “Your place or mine?”

We went to his place. I didn’t want him to know where I lived, at least not yet. I could feel the wine relaxing me on the ride to his house. Halfway to his house, I reached over and rubbed his cock through his pants and said, “I am looking forward to a fun night.” And I felt his cock twitch under my hand.

“Oh, baby, I guarantee you a fun night,” he promised with a smile.

We drove the rest of the way in silence, but the sexual tension was thick enough to cut with a knife. We finally reached his house and pulled into the driveway. The house sat a distance from the road.

Ken came around and opened the passenger door for me. I got out, and he put his hand around my waist, guiding me toward the front door. Once inside, Ken led me into the living room and had me sit on the couch while he went to the kitchen to get us some wine.

Ken returned with two glasses in his hands. He handed me one and sat next to me. As horny as we both were, we talked more and drank the wine instead of grabbing and groping each other. We hadn’t even kissed yet. It was more stimulating to prolong and anticipate the inevitable.

When I finished my glass of wine, Ken took the empty glass from my hand and set it aside with his. He complimented my dress and rested his hand on my knee. He wished me a Happy Birthday and kissed me on the cheek. His lips never left my cheek and slowly moved to my lips. We kissed for close to a minute.

We broke the kiss and stared into each other’s eyes. Then we kissed again. As our lips melded together and our tongues entwined, I felt a hand move up my thigh, under my dress. Ken massaged my legs, slowly slipping his hand further under the hem of my dress.

I uncrossed my legs, and the hem of my dress pushed almost to the top of my nylons. I widened my legs to allow Ken to reach my panties. He rubbed my pussy through my panties, and I started breathing harder.

“Ohhh,” I moaned against his lips. My moans continued as he continued to rub my pussy through my panties.

I began to squirm as his hand manipulated my pussy. Feeling my juices seeping through my panties, Ken rubbed my pussy more aggressively.

“Let’s go to my bedroom,” Ken said as he removed his hand from between my legs.

Oh, I was hot, very hot.

Ken stood up from the couch and pulled me to my feet. He put his arm around my waist, and we climbed the steps to the upstairs bedroom. Ken kept his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. He turned on the lights in the bedroom as we entered. I could tell he was prepared, as the covers on the bed had been removed except for a single white sheet.

Ken took his clothes off as I stood there watching him. He had on tight black drawers. The large mold of his cock bulging his drawers was very prevalent.

“Undress for me so I can get a good look at that sexy body of yours,” Ken said.

“Would you mind unzipping me?” I asked and turned my back to him.

Ken pulled the zipper down on the back of my dress. He slipped the dress off my shoulders and down my arms. The dress clung to my hips briefly before falling to the floor. I stepped out of it and stood there in my bra, panties, nylons, and heels. I turned slowly to face him.

“Mmm, nice. Take off your bra, let me see those tits,” Ken commanded.

I shivered at the sound of his command, and I unhooked the clip between the cups that held my bra together. I slipped the straps off my shoulders, and the bra fell away. I felt my nipples grow erect as the air caressed them. Ken slowly approached me and kissed me lightly on my lips. A fire lit in my belly, and I kissed him back hard and passionately.

Ken’s hands on my waist slipped down over my ass, squeezing gently.

Ken pressed his bulge against my pelvis. His cock was hard as a rock. And my pussy was as wet as a Louisiana swamp. His tongue probed deep into my mouth, causing me to moan softly.

My lips slowly parted from Ken’s. He cupped my naked breasts, gently kneading them with his large hands, and caused me to gasp as he pinched my nipples between his fingers.

“Ohhh, yes…Mmmm,” I moaned when I felt my nipples tingle and swell.

Ken released my breasts, taking a step back from me. He put one hand on my shoulder and reached down to my panties with his other hand. Ken slipped his hand just inside my panties, toying with them. Suddenly, he gave them a hard jerk and ripped them completely off of me. My body jerked, and I squealed with surprise when my panties were torn away, and I loved it.

Ken grinned at me and led me to the side of the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the bulge in his tight drawers. I was mesmerized by it until Ken reached down and pulled my legs up, causing me to fall back on the bed. He pulled off my heels. Then, Ken pulled my nylons down and off my legs. He had me completely naked on his bed and vulnerable to his whim. I was hot, so hot that my nipples ached, and my pussy was dripping wet!

The surreal pleasure began when he knelt between my legs. He kissed my inner thighs, slowly moving towards my pussy. I had a smile on my face and opened my legs wider. Ken inched his way to my pussy, now kissing and licking my folds.

“Oh…God. Yesss!” I cried out pleasurably and rolled my head back. I moaned over and over as Ken worked on my hot little pussy with his lips and tongue. My pussy was shaved bare and extremely sensitive. My legs began to shake, and my hips arched as he jabbed my introitus with his tongue. My ass slid from side to side when he started tongue-fucking my pussy.

“MMMMM… OHHHHHH,” I moaned loud and shamelessly as the undulant pleasure swelled within my belly.

Ken’s tongue found my throbbing clit. He sucked on it, and I went over the edge. I cried out loudly. My back arched off the bed as my orgasm ran in waves through my pussy. My legs shook uncontrollably during the entire orgasm. Oh, my God, it felt so good! He was bringing out the slut in me. I wanted more, so much more!

Ken slowly got up from his kneeling position. I lay flat on the bed, my legs dangling over the side. I was breathing hard, still recovering from my orgasm. Ken positioned me further up the bed and put a pillow under my head. He got off the bed and pulled his drawers off. He was facing away from me, so I could not see his cock at first.

I was admiring his ass, but when he turned to face me, my eyes grew wide at the first raw sight of his cock. It looked more intimidating than in his photos. I watched his cock bob in the air as he slowly climbed between my legs. He crooked his arms under my legs and bent them back to position my pussy at an upward angle.

He rested my legs over his shoulders and grabbed his cock. He ran the tip of his cock up and down my hot, juicy slit, and pressed into my introitus. He gyrated his hips, slowly pushing more of his humongous cock inside me. Ken’s cock was not only long but very thick. I felt my tender pussy stretch tightly around his girth. He worked his cock deeper and deeper inside me until I could not take another inch. My pussy was stretched as far as possible.

I felt relieved when he stopped pushing into me and pulled his cock back, almost pulling it all the way out. Then he slowly eased it back in.

I moaned as he proceeded to fuck me slowly. He gyrated his hips when he pushed into me. My legs widened as I tried to accommodate as much of his cock as I could. He pumped me a little faster, and I came hard for a second time.

Ken fucked me harder and harder, not plunging all the way into me but giving me all I could take. I continued moaning as the pleasure mounted, and then I let out a loud shriek as I reached another orgasm. Ken barely moved his cock during my orgasm. He seemed to enjoy feeling my pussy convulsing around his cock as wave after wave of pure white pleasure ran through me.

When I calmed down, Ken fucked me fast and hard until he pumped his hot semen deep inside my hot, juicy, pulsating cunt. He thrust his cock into me a few more times, cumming a second time. I brought my legs together, wrapping them around his waist. I wrapped my arms around him like I was never going to let go as he drained the last of his cum inside me. My heart was pounding wildly inside my chest. It felt like it would never slow.

Ken slowly lifted himself from my spent body. He slipped his cock out of me, leaving a gaping hole where his cock had been. His cum leaked from my pussy, and I liked how his warm cum felt as it seeped between the sweaty cheeks of my ass and onto the bedsheet. Yes, I felt like a well-fucked woman.

Ken managed to get to his feet. His cock still appeared big in its limp state. I raised up on my elbows. Ken reached down and took my hand, pulling me to my feet, and helped me to the bathroom. We showered together for several minutes.

I was still drying off when we walked into the bedroom. We got back on the bed and started kissing passionately. Ken lay on his back, his cock growing hard again. My hand moved down his chest and his abs and finally wrapped around his cock to stroke it. Ooh, I was excited! I knew the night was not over yet!

I was about to give Ken something I was very good at and knew he would love as I moved downward and guided his bulbous cockhead toward my mouth. I looked up at him as I swirled my tongue all around his cockhead and down his long shaft. I ran my tongue up and down every side of his cock. I saw him grinning.

I worked the head of his cock between my lips, focused on pleasuring him until I got him off. I took his cock as deep into my mouth as I could without gagging and stroked the rest of his cock with my hand while I bobbed. Ken was tensing, getting ready to shoot his load.

His cum was that I hungered for. I was gagging and drooling all over his cock in trying to make it happen. Then, finally, his body stiffened, and his cock turned as sweet as sugar just before the thick salty load of his semen spewed into my cum-hungry mouth. I swallowed every deliciously nasty drop of his cum and sucked his cock clean. Then I licked the sweat from his balls before I released my grip on his cock.

Ken put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me back alongside him. My body was still limp, totally spent when it was over. We relaxed on the bed for a while before we got dressed and Ken drove me back to my car. We kissed and promised to get together again very soon.