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Doing things I shouldn’t \ What should I callIt was a long while back, when I was still a servicemen. I was on an extended leave, helping a friend improve her business together. I made good money and before getting back into service I drove down to Florida to spend a few days with family. And then all the way to LA for vacation. I could afford a vacation, but not a hotel in LA. We didn’t have airbnb then, but you could still find a room or small flat to rent for a short period of time fairly easily.I rented a room from this older lady named Samantha. She was nice and sweet. Blonde, tall, somewhat big, and you could tell from her look she was in her late 50’s or even early 60’s. That being said, she was quite an attractive BBW, older as she was, though I didn’t give a second thought at the time. The flat was close enough to the beach which was great. I spent a lot of time there, and seeing the sights. I looked up a friend from my first tour, so I wasn’t bored hanging out on my own.Samantha was an excellent cook by the way, and we often had breakfast together, if I woke up early, and she didn’t mind if I came back to the apartment late. The room was cozy and the bathroom was modern and convenient. And cheaper than any rundown motel.One evening I came back early. I had heard her in the shower. I went to the room I was staying in, changed into pajama shorts and a tank top, and went to the living-room to watch some TV. After she finished showering Samantha went to her own bedroom. After a few minutes she came to the living-room and joined me on the sofa. But the biggest surprise was how she was dressed. Not one of her dresses which she typically wore, befitting her age, but a nightgown which was quite revealing. She also wore a pearl necklace and instead of her home slippers she wore fluffy ones on a stiletto heel. On the one hand she had all the features of an older lady. But she was tall and shapely. At least 175 centimeters tall (5’7 or 5’8) and plump. Her tits were really saggy, but you could see volume. Her belly was proportionally big, her legs very full, and her ass was massive. Her gown was a bit short and it just barely covered her izmir escort pelvic region. You could see the panties, but the weren’t the big white parachute type. Samantha wore thin tanga panties that left little room to the imagination. And no bra of course, which would have beaten the purpose both in terms of convenience and seduction.I should be so luck, I thought, as I started feeling excitement in my private parts. Samantha sat next to me, quite close by, but as if there was nothing unusual. She had her legs crossed like a daisy dignified lady. In the few brief glimpses I caught I found myself aroused. I got a hard-on which my shorts didn’t hide well at all. But how could I? She was almost 3 times my age! Don’t get me wrong, she was so hot! But her size gave way and her age was quite noticeable, attractive as she was. And here I was, on vacation, watching TV with a sexy older lady, hard as a rock, laughing at the situation, though only internally.At some point Samantha seemed to notice the bulge in my shorts and simply started touching it. It felt nice. I put my hand on her thigh. At that point she moved her hand into my shorts, and started playing with my balls. That felt great! I finally turned to face her, reached down to grab her left tit, and started playing with it. It was further away from me but it was better reachable.We kept messing around like that, she switched from my balls to my cock, and I decided to lower her gown, pulled in closer, and lifted her tit to suck and lick it. I mostly focused on the left nipple, licking and sucking. Sometimes biting, carefully. She liked it very much. In between licks, I would massage and play with the right tit as well. I enjoyed them both so much. And I went to town. I put my face in between them and squeezed both of her love balloons really hard.They were so big I could actually suffocate in between them.After a short while she lowered my shirts and put her mouth around my dick. Samantha really knew how to deep-throat. Her blowjob was fast, strong and aggressive. Amazing by all accounts. She was fast, somewhat forceful, and overly awesome. It felt as though my dick was being vacuumed izmir escort bayanlar by her fierce mouth. It took minutes at most, and I shot a few strong streams into her mouth. She licked her lips after taking my sperm and smiled wide. Samantha got back up, smiling. I was smiling too. “Now it’s your turn”, she said, finally speaking, if just 3 words. Took my hand and I followed her to the bedroom, half her body exposed, half barely hidden.Samantha fully undressed, leaving only the necklace and the heel slippers. She lay on the bed silently on her back. Again I was faced with a warm rush mixed with the same feelings. Here I was, a young man, looking at a naked older lady. Highly unusual. But also hot, juicy, plum, and ripe for the taking. I opened her big legs and saw her in her full glory. Waxed pussy, not wrinkled like I would expect, big fat ass, waiting for me. I started by kissing her hips. Then went up to her thighs. In some points I hit the right spot so she moaned, softly. They were juicy and yummy. This is when I first noticed a faint saint of perfume. Not too much though, faint and pleasant. And not the sort you usually notice on old ladies. In my memory I think she was wearing Ch**el Mad****selle, which is now a favorite of my very close friend, though I think it was just released so I’m not sure. But I digress. Samantha smelled really nice, and finally the time to taste her pussy came. She was wet. Very much so. She tasted so nice. Samantha was moaning louder now, especially when I would lick her the right way.On her own initiative she got up, and stood on all fours. Samantha pointed in the direction of her own asshole. I separated the huge cheeks, and dove in. I went to town, tossing her salad. It really turned her on. Me too actually, my face pushed hard against her ass. And it was so fun. I managed to push my tongue in, and again, hit the jackpot. Eventually I turned back to her pussy, still in that position. One of my hands on her clit, and my tongue trying to go as deep as possible. Moments later she finally came, in a few loud shouts I expect any number of neighbors would have heard, but no one came knocking izmir bayan escort at the door.Samantha turned to sit on the bed and I sat next to her. Still verbally silent, I started kissing her neck. Then found my way to her tits. Still delightfully yummy, still huge. Though now I wasn’t sucking or licking much, but just playing. I was getting hard again. Her tits were just so amazing. Difficult to even estimate their size i couldn’t get enough of them. And Samantha liked it too. But finally I was ready. And she noticed. Samantha got up and motioned at the bed. I lay on my back, and she sat on her knees, her huge legs at my sides, trapping me. She kept the fluffy high heels, still. She mounted her soaking wet pussy on my cock and just started riding me. I could feel the weigh of a big lady on me. It was awesome. I am kind of a big guy myself, and while I was temporarily out of shape, but still very strong. At times I’d put my hands on her sides to better coordinate the movement, admiring her perfect saggers flying in the air. At times I played with them. And at times I handled her magnificent ass. She increased the tempo of her movement, moaning louder and then – cumming. I could feel her fluids running down my dick first, and finally my balls and legs. That moment was arousing indeed and I came seconds later. Very unusual, nearly cumming together, and very nice indeed.She just fell off of me, and lay at my side. We were exhausted, sweaty, post-horny. We rested like that for a while. Touching and caressing each other but not really setting up for another round. We finally went to take a shower together. Samantha insisted on doing everything for me, as though I was a small boy. I was enjoying it very much, fighting the urge to call her mom or aunty. I got the courage to say it. When she intentionally extended the time and touching focused on washing my asshole and gentiles. “Thank you aunty” I said. “It feels really nice”. “As it should my boy” she replied. And further extended and messed around that area. We retired to our respective rooms. The next morning we did share a very interesting hour in the shower, extending the role play further.But the next time we role played, that was something else. So much more than just and aunty fantasy in the shower. That is another story I’d love to tell as well. It’ll take some time, but I will write it as well as soon as I get the time.

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