We sneak away to neutral ground, far from our families. A cozy restaurant in a small town. My lover waits, eyes hungry. I’m in my sixties, slim and elegant, blue eyes sparkling with sin. My dress hugs my small tits, flares over hips to knees. Each step sways my tight little ass. We sit tucked away. Lunch is divine. We chat like old friends. But my gaze drifts past his shoulder. A lone guy at the back. Staring. Heat builds in my core. Heart quickens. Pulse throbs in my throat.
“You’re eyeing something,” my lover teases. I smile, wicked. “A guy back there. Checking me out.” His cock stirs, I know. “Play if you want, darling.” I shift. Cross my legs toward the stranger. Ankles slim, calves taut. Skirt rides up. Self-hold stockings peek. Thigh skin flashes. He locks on. My pussy swells. Juices soak my thong. “He’s staring at my legs. Sees skin high up. I’m wetting, love. Cunt throbbing.” Lover grins. “Tease him.” I blow a discreet kiss. Rise slow. Pass his table. Head to the restrooms. Hear his chair scrape. Footsteps follow. My skin burns. Nipples harden. Heart hammers wild.
The Fever
The powder room door swings. I lean over the sink. Arch my back. Fix lipstick. Mirror shows my ass offered. Door creaks. He’s there. No words. Eyes say enough. Hands grip my hips. Slide up flanks. Fingers find my tits. Pinch rock-hard nipples. Electricity shoots straight to my clit. I moan soft. Grind back. My ass massages his bulge through pants. He sucks my earlobe. Licks neck. Saliva trails hot. I reach back. Claw his zipper. Free his thick cock. Boiling hard. Veins pulse. I spin. Tongue his lips. Stroke the shaft. Peek at door. Safe. Drop low. Tongue laps the fat, smooth head. Pre-cum beads salty. Suck his heavy balls. Cup them. Roll. Finger dips to his ass crack. Circles the hole. He bucks. Breath ragged.
The Blaze
I stand. Feed him my tongue, slick with his taste. Hike skirt. Expose dripping pussy lips. Grip his cock. Guide it back. Face the mirror. Bend deep. Curve my spine. Impale slow. Gland stretches me. Fills deep. I groan. Eyes lock on his in glass. Lustful grin. He thrusts. Slams home. Wet slaps echo. Pussy grips tight. Juices coat him. Heart races frantic. Skin slick with sweat. Balls slap my clit. Tension builds. His cock swells. Cum brewing. I reach under. Tickle those tight nuts. Finger presses his anus. He groans deep. But I want it in my mouth. Pull off. Rip off condom. Drop to knees. Swallow the pussy-glazed head. Suck hard. Finger fucks his ass. Thighs clamp my head. He tenses. Erupts. Thick ropes blast my tongue. Salty, hot. I milk every drop. Hold a glob. For my lover.
Heels click back. Cheeks flushed. Lips glossy. Sit slow. Eyes on him. Part lips. Show the creamy pearl on my tongue. Lick slow. Swallow with a purr. “Dessert first,” I whisper. Laugh low. Skin still fever-hot. Pussy aches empty. Heart slows to satisfied thud. His cock tents pants. I spill details quick. Hands on hips. Nipple twists. Ass grind. Cock freed. Balls sucked. Mirror fuck. Cum bath saved. Unique rush. Danger lingers. Our escape just hotter.