Suzanne

Even though Suzanne, a thirty-five year old goddess with brown hair and a curvaceous figure, never did quite figure out just what it was about herself. That attracted the ardor of men far younger than herself while seemingly repelling those males her own age and older. The well endowed divorced woman didn’t let that lack of understanding stand in the way of her enjoying the attentions showered upon herself by the twenty something males she knew. Especially since it made others of the sisterhood, whom she knew personally, her age and older. Along with those who were younger then herself green with envy and even those she didn’t know frown down upon her with envious disapproval.

Nor did Suzanne allow the difference in age between herself and her youthful suitors to prevent much less stop her. From rewarding those she especially liked by allowing them to catch her naked between the sheets of her bed. Where more often then not Suzanne not only gave these eager beavers a run for their money as well as the rides of their lives. But taught each and every one of those twenty something boys a new trick or two. For which their future lovers, girlfriends, wife’s or one night encounters would be grateful enough to thank Suzanne had they only known of her, however belatedly, efforts on their behalf.

This time the thirty-five year old divorced goddess found herself secretly pleased when she found herself being courted by one of new hires. A curly brown haired and sky blue eyed twenty something boy who was at the very least fifteen years her junior. Of course Suzanne ignored the wagging tongues of her feminine counterparts with whom she worked with in the auto parts factory. As she allowed the twenty something boy to pursue her shamelessly without making any effort what so ever. Not even so much as a half hearted one at that to dissuade the brown haired and sky blue eyed eager beaver from seducing his way into her pants. All the while secretly licking her lips in anticipation of bedding the prime specimen between the sheets of her very own bed.

Nor was the opportunity to bed the wayward young man long in coming when he offered to take Suzanne home from work a few days later. As well as offering to pickup the brown haired and curvaceous goddess the next morning, which just happened to be a Saturday, in order to take her to get her car out of the repair shop. Where Suzanne had been forced to have her vehicle towed after the transmission  had failed, stranding her on the side of the road, while on her way to work the previous Monday morning.

Since both the thirty-five year old divorcee and the twenty something eager beaver wanted to bed each other. It didn’t take Suzanne very long to lure her brown haired and sky blue eyed coworker between the sheets of her bed after coaxing the twenty something eager beaver inside her modest two bedroom mobile home. Nor did the twenty something brown haired and sky blue eyed skirt chaser find it especially difficult to seduce his way into the thirty-five year old divorcee’ pants. Eagerly taking the naked brown haired and curvaceous goddess into his arms after slipping between the clean sheets of her bed.

Though quite eager to bang the living daylights out of each other both Suzanne and her much younger coworker refused to get in a hurry intentionally taking their time. Their fingertips throughly exploring each others secret and private places as they lay in each others arms making out their tongues chasing each other in and out of their mouths.

Until at last Suzanne heard herself moan when she felt her twenty something coworkers fingers slip downward over the cliff of her mound. Her silky smooth thighs parting of their own accord as his fingers crept between them and made their way down towards the honeycomb of the thirty-five year old goddesses womanhood.

Inside of which Suzanne’ twenty something  lover gently inserted two of his fingers causing the thirty-five year old divorcee to shiver and moan. Ever louder when the tip of his finger began to briskly rub the sensitive nub of Suzanne’ clitoris intentionally driving her towards the brink of an intense climax. Where the curly haired and sky blue eyed eager beaver held the thirty-five year old divorcee as he gently rolled Suzanne over onto her back. Climbed on top of his coworkers body easily slipping between Suzanne’ clean shaven and silky smooth legs and luscious thighs. Suzanne’ arms and legs instinctively wrapping themselves about the body of the twenty something skirt chaser as he mounted the thirty-five year old goddess like a cowboy mounts an untamed filly in a rodeo.

A moment later the walls of the thirty-five year old divorcee’ bedroom began echoing with her cries. The brown haired and curvaceous goddess body responding autonomically by tightening her arms and legs about the twenty something eager beavers body. Even as Suzanne’ unconsciously arched her back upwards when she felt her labia lips spread apart as her wetness engulfed the entire length of her much younger coworkers manhood. His rock hard and throbbing cock easily slipping into the warm depths of the velvety sheath of Suzanne’ love canal.

Within moments Suzanne heard herself screaming, “YES! YES!”, in ecstasy as her much younger coworker rocked his hips back and forth. At first driving his rock hard and throbbing cock slowly in and out of his much older coworkers hot and wet pussy. Gradually increasing the tempo of his movements until he heard her beg, “Oh! My! God! Please! Don’t! Stop!…” in between her gasps, ecstatic moans and screams of ecstasy. The sounds issuing forth from the depths of the thirty-five year old divorcee’ throat becoming louder. Each and every time the twenty something skirt chaser rammed the fullness of his hardness inside the warm depths of the velvety sheath of his much older coworkers wetness.

All the while holding back his own orgasm until Suzanne had begun to climax over and over again. It was only then that the twenty something eager beaver allowed himself to cum in a rush. Shouting out loud each time he felt his manhood pulse as it sent wave after wave of his seed laden seminal fluid splashing against the opening of Suzanne’ cervix. His tadpoles of life swimming upwards into Suzanne’ fallopian tubes in a life and death race to fertilize any ovum lurking inside her still fertile womb.

After which the thirty-five year old divorcee and the twenty something eager beaver lay in each others arms catching their breath. After which they spent the next few hours taking turns riding each other soaring again and again above the clouds of orgasmic delights. Until at last Suzanne and her much younger coworker fell into a deep and exhausted sleep in each others arms.