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Jimmy Norton was about 10 minutes into his run when he first noticed her in the stretching area in the northwest corner of the indoor track. The soon-to-be college sophomore was impressed by the older woman’s enthusiasm as she energetically danced by herself like no one was watching, lost in the music on her headphones. Her baggy purple sweatshirt did little to hide the swell of what looked like an impressive pair of breasts and her tight leopard-print yoga pants showed a nicely rounded but toned rear. Her dark, frizzy hair moved with the beat of her feet, and her broad smile smoothed out her wrinkles, erasing at least a decade of time’s passage, making her look to be around the same age as Sue, his mid-40s lover who lived up the street.
Jimmy found her alluring. His recent experiences with Sue had given him an appreciation for mature women, and he’d always had a thing for Latinas. As he ran he wondered how she would look nude, what kind of rings her bright red lipstick might leave on his length as he fed it into her mouth. He was glad he hadn’t worn an athletic supporter, that he had some room for expansion in his boxer briefs and running shorts as his cock began to firm up.
Ronnie watched the tall young man as he ran by her every minute or so around the one-ninth of a mile track, favoring him with a smile each time as he tried to act cool and avert his gaze, his eyes dropping to the track each time hers met his. She raised an eyebrow on his fourth pass as she took note of his prominent bulge, took note of his barely restrained length through his yellow nylon shorts. She’d already begun to perspire from her exertions, and now she found her mouth and womanhood begin to moisten as well.
Jimmy nearly stumbled when he noticed her eyebrow raise his way. Had she noticed his burgeoning hard-on? Was she intrigued rather than shocked or insulted? He knew for sure that when he got home he was going to have an epic jerkoff session in the privacy of his room thinking about this sexy older woman and her sweatshirt full of goodies. As these thoughts played through his mind over the next 40 seconds he found himself running toward her once again, his heart nearly stopping when he saw her lick her lips as their eyes met.
Ronnie found herself turned on by this young man and his seemingly impressive cock, enjoyed toying with him. His reactions told her he seemed interested. Would he follow her out when she left? There was only one way to find out. After he passed her by once more she turned off the music player on her phone, picked up her towel, stretched and slowly arched her back when she saw him coming around the track again, tried to look seductive while drying perspiration off of her neck and face. She hung the towel around her neck and began to head to the track exit as Jimmy passed, still trying to be coy.
Jimmy was disappointed to see her leaving the track. He had planned to run another nine laps. But he hadn’t expected to find a tantalizing opportunity on this rainy Wednesday evening. As he ran around the track he had less than 30 seconds to decide whether he should follow the dancing woman out and try to engage her in conversation, see if this led somewhere.
He liked staying fit, but he loved fucking, too. He decided he’d skip his remaining laps and cooldown walk and see if the dancer was still to be found somewhere in the recreation center’s hallways or lobby. He slowed down with less than a quarter of a lap to go and walked the final hundred feet or so to the exit doors.
Ronnie smiled when she saw Jimmy through the glass door. She knew very well that it couldn’t be a coincidence that he was leaving just after her, that he had in fact followed her. She beamed toward him as he walked through the door.
“Hi there,” Jimmy said. “I…I know this may seem forward but I just wanted to say that you sure do seem to enjoy dancing. It’s kind of inspiring, really.”
“Well thank you,” Ronnie replied. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. It’s really a great workout.”
“Well, it certainly seems to keep you in good shape.” Ronnie’s olive-colored skin flushed at the compliment.
“That’s very nice of you to say. You seem to have quite the body yourself.” Now it was Jimmy’s turn to blush. “Are you tired out or do you want a little…extra workout?” she said with a wink.
“I think I’d love that. Where? When?”
“Have you ever been downstairs?” Jimmy nodded in the affirmative. “Then you know that they have those locker rooms for basketball and other sports. In between the men’s and women’s locker rooms they have one of those family bathrooms. Count slowly to 60, then meet me down there in the family bathroom.”
Ronnie’s eyes darted from side to side, saw there was no one in view, and quickly Dikmen Escort placed a hand on the back of Jimmy’s neck and pulled him down for a quick, deep kiss. “Now start counting,” she instructed as she turned and walked to the staircase.
As he counted down the numbers in his head Jimmy struggled with the temptation to stroke himself. Where had this bit of good fortune come from? What kind of signals was he putting out into the universe to be so lucky all of a sudden?
He counted down to 10 and decided he’d waited long enough, and set down the hall to the same staircase this enticing stranger had just taken down to the lower level. Once there he found the family bathroom, tried the door and found it unlocked. He slipped in and quickly found a pair of arms embracing him as Ronnie hungrily brought his mouth to hers again.
He slid his hand up and under her sweatshirt, happy to find an unencumbered breast that more than filled his palm as their tongues slid around one another. He centered in on the nipple, found it had already stiffened in response to his touch.
“Save that for later,” Ronnie said, breaking off their kiss and sliding a hand between them, reaching beneath Jimmy’s waistband. “I crave young cock. Big, young, hard cock. Like the one I think you’ve got for me.”
Jimmy shuddered as she took his manhood in her hand, stroked the underside of his unit before cupping his heavy balls. He hadn’t masturbated all day and knew he had plenty of spunk saved up for this sexy stranger.
Ronnie pulled off her sweatshirt, dropped it to the floor, locked the door and then pushed Jimmy a few feet over so he was in front of the sink. She dropped down to her knees, knelt before him, peeled his shorts and underwear off in a single, well-practiced maneuver. She gasped in delighted wonderment as his semi-erect cock sprang out, wrapped her hand around the root, stroked it quickly to its full, thick seven inches.
Jimmy looked down, loving the sight of the stranger’s full breasts, mildly surprised at the exotic duskiness of her aureole and nipples. Then he looked to the left and noticed their reflection in the mirror. He removed his tee shirt, stood only in his shoes and socks, enjoying the view of this cougar manipulating his length. He gasped as he saw and felt her tongue extend and lick beneath his head, then thrilled to his view of things as she opened her mouth widely enough to take his plum-sized head between her lips. He alternated looks in the mirror with glances downward as she slowly took his entire cock into her mouth, felt his head go down her throat. She held it there for at least five seconds, then eased back until he was once more fully exposed to the elements, her saliva dripping, briefly straining as she pulled her head a full inch off of him.
“Your penis is amazing, young man.”
“So is your mouth,” Jimmy replied, thrusting forward suggestively. Ronnie was more than happy to oblige, reaching up and guiding her treat back to her mouth. She spiraled her tongue around the head, thrilling Jimmy as his nerves fired from her enthusiasm and skill. Seeing the two of them in the mirror was an extra turn-on for him, though it also made him feel like he needed to work on his abs more.
For several minutes Ronnie used a combination of her hand, tongue and throat to pleasure the young man from root to tip, then pushed his length up against his belly in order to suck on his balls, taking one and then the other deep into her mouth while rubbing her thumb against his leaking head, massaging him with his own slippery secretions before again engulfing him with her mouth.
“This feels so fucking good,” Jimmy moaned, trying to modulate his volume just in case someone may be outside by the door waiting to use the bathroom, not knowing that Ronnie had never been interrupted while using this quickie spot for multiple assignations. All too soon he felt the urge to come but wanted to delay his climax.
Ronnie was surprised when her young lover suddenly withdrew from her mouth, and more surprised when he suddenly shook his hips and slapped her right cheek with his wet cock. She was still even more surprised at how much she liked it. Seeing her smile, Jimmy took his cock in his hand and slapped her other cheek, then slid it around her face playfully while she tried to get her mouth back on it.
“You like this big dick, do you?” She nodded her reply. “Then suck it some more, bitch.”
He slid back into her mouth, then felt a sudden small, sharp pain as she bit down on him briefly before pulling her head back and off of him. She cupped his balls, applied a slight bit of pressure as an additional warning. Her face suddenly looked ten years older as the joy she’d Dikmen Escort Bayan earlier displayed while dancing, kissing and fellating him vanished.
“Young man, I’m a lot of things,” she said before pausing, a withering glare emitting from her eyes. “A widow. A grandmother. A cock enthusiast. But I am *not* a bitch, or a whore, or any of the other names that you may think are ‘hot’ but are in fact just plain disrespectful.”
“I’m…I’m sorry. I just got carried away.”
“I know. You seem sweet. But you probably watch a lot of porn, like most young men. And even though you have a cock that could be in porn and even though I fuck like a porn star, you need to respect women, which often doesn’t happen in porn. Especially women who choose to share themselves with you through acts of love. Do you understand me?”
He nodded. “Good. Because I think you’re probably a good guy.” She paused, lifted his slightly deflated cock, licked along the entire underside from root to stem. “And I think we can have a lot of fun together. Just so long as you understand the importance of respect.”
“I do. I’m so sorry.”
“Apology accepted, young man,” Ronnie said before once more sliding his entire length down her throat, smiling as she felt it returning to full tumescence. She gently massaged his balls with her hand, then slid her mouth off enough to stroke his shaft while sucking on his head.
“Oh my god that feels so amazing please don’t stop oh my god I’m going to…”
Ronnie finished him with her hand, recoiled slightly as his first few dollops of come jetted forth and onto her face, kept milking him, felt copious amount of his hot fluid strike her chin, her neck, and then her breasts until he was spent. He looked down at her in wonderment and just a touch of confusion, surprised to see her rub his thick come into her skin before licking her fingers clean.
“Thank you,” Jimmy finally said. “But…I’m a little confused.”
“By what?” Ronnie replied, standing up next to him.
“You don’t like nasty talk, but you’re okay with…facials? They aren’t demeaning to you?”
“Young man, you’re missing something important.” He looked at her quizzically. “Having you come on my face was *my* choice. Had you pulled out and sprayed all over me without my consent, I would probably be angry. But I actually believe that semen beautifies, that it has properties that help to keep my skin young. In fact…would you like to guess my age?”
“I’m not sure. You mentioned you are a grandmother. I’m not a math major but that means you’re probably at least in your late 40s?”
All of the wrinkles on her face disappeared as Ronnie beamed in response to his low estimate. “I’m 57 years young.”
Jimmy smiled in reply. “Years young. I like that. You seem to have a really great attitude about things.” He pulled her in, kissed her gently, then embraced her, almost engulfed her in his arms. She wiggled against his groin, felt his penis rise a bit in response against her yoga pants. He then drew back, offered her his hand. “I’m Jimmy, by the way.”
“Ronnie,” she said, pumping his hand. “It’s short for Ronetta.”
“That’s a pretty name. For a beautiful, vivacious woman.”
“Spoken like a true college man,” she laughed. She disengaged from their handshake, placed her hand on his cock once more. “So, Jimmy…do you want to give it the old college try?” Ronnie pulled her pants and thong down, then sat up on the edge of the sink, her legs open in invitation.
To Ronnie’s surprise Jimmy knelt before her, repeating her own trick of using her sweatshirt as a bit of knee protection, and took in the view of her womanhood. She was neatly trimmed, but while her head was covered in jet-black tresses her pubic hair showed both black and gray. Like her nipples, her labia were somewhat dusky, less pink than most of those he’d seen on screens and even in real life. He leaned in eagerly, planted a long lick on her womanhood, then tried to stab into her with his tongue.
Ronnie ran her hands through Jimmy’s sandy-colored hair, briefly tried to guide him while he took in the intoxicating scent and taste of her arousal. “No, slower…not so much there…maybe if you try using your fingers more,” she said, happy for Jimmy’s enthusiasm but disappointed by his clumsiness. “Okay, I think we should put that amazing gift of yours to work instead if you’re ready.”
Somewhat disheartened, Jimmy abandoned his attempts at cunnilingus and grasped his cock, glad to find it was already near full length. He stood before Ronnie, kissed her mouth briefly before working her way down to her breasts, latching on to her left nipple, which he proceeded to lick and suck while he stroked himself.
“Ooh, Escort Dikmen that feels nice, Jimmy,” she cooed. “But I really need to feel you inside me. I need to be filled.”
He lifted his head, took a half step back and bent his knees slightly to line his cock up with Ronnie’s pussy. He felt her take him in her palm, pull suggestively. He followed her guidance, felt her petals yield to his hardness as he inserted his head into her.
Ronnie gasped at his entrance; her most recent partners had been neither as long nor as thick as Jimmy. “There’s nothing like a big, firm young cock,” she sighed as he stretched her.
“There’s nothing like your pussy,” he replied. “You feel so tight and wet.”
“Kegels keep me tight, and you got me wet,” she said with a smile. Their gazes locked as Jimmy placed his arms around Ronnie’s back, pulled her to the edge of the sink as he figured out the somewhat tricky rhythm of fucking while standing, a first for him. “So wet for you, my Jimmy.”
Something about the way she said those words triggered a kink that Jimmy didn’t know he had. Granted, both of the women he’d actually fucked were more than twice his age but he’d thought it was just a coincidence and a consequence of the shyness he felt around the coeds at college. Did he actually have a thing for older women? For the moment, it was just a brief thought.
“I’m so hard for you, Ronnie,” he said, his full seven inches buried fully inside her. “I feel like I can lift you with my dick.” A moment later his hands slid down to her ass and he literally picked her up, like he’d seen done in porno videos online. He wasn’t as ripped as some of those guys but he found her weight to be more than bearable.
Ronnie found herself overwhelmed at the new depth of penetration he’d achieved as her full weight seemingly rested on the strength of his length. She moved her hips off of him a bit, found his hands intuitively adjusted to her movements as they began a new dance together. She began to sense that Jimmy’s natural attributes, his size and strength, could help him to overcome his lack of actual sexual experience. She briefly wondered if he might want to learn more under his tutelage or if this was a one-time event.
And then she stopped wondering and just began feeling. She felt open to the universe, open to Jimmy’s cock, open to the idea that their fleshy union was in fact the entirety of the universe. She leaned into him, held onto him with her arms, kissed all over his face as he continued to thrust into her, hitting her in her deepest place, luxuriating in his smile.
Jimmy felt like he was being milked by Ronnie’s hungry pussy, felt his balls begin to tighten. “Fuck, Ronnie, I’m so close to coming,” he warned.
“Yes, do it, shoot inside me. It’s safe,” she whispered hoarsely into his right ear, biting it. The sudden surprise nip sent Jimmy over the edge, and he placed her back onto the edge of the sink for fear that his knees would give out while he ejaculated.
“Fucccccckkkkk!” he exclaimed as he felt his seed begin to pulse forth through his length, thrusting throughout the entirety of his orgasm. Ronnie, too, began to climax as her young lover filled him with his copious seed, a broad smile followed by joyous laughter as the sexy sensations overcame her. Spent, Jimmy embraced her, kissed her forehead as she laughed, chuckled as her own joy flowed into him. They held each other for more than a minute, looking into one another’s eyes, running their hands over one another’s backs, kissing and nipping at each other until Jimmy’s deflated tool slid out of Ronnie’s soaking wet womanhood, their conjoined secretions audibly dripping onto the tile floor.
“That was wonderful, young man,” Ronnie finally offered. “You’ve got quite a gift. You’re going to make a lot of women happy with it.” She reached down between her legs, scooped up a bit of their combined come, licked her finger clean while Jimmy watched in fascination.
“No, Ronnie. You’re amazing.” Jimmy paused, afraid to ask what he wanted to know, hoping he was correct. “Can I see you again?”
“I would like that. Do you have your phone?” He nodded. “Okay, unlock it and hand it to me.”
The young man complied, and watched Ronnie’s hands at work. A moment later, her own phone rang from the pile of her clothes on the tile floor.
“Now you have my ‘digits,’ as we used to say,” she said with another one of her youthful smiles. “You can probably get dressed more quickly than I can, so do so and get going. I’ll wait a few minutes so no one is the wiser.”
Ronnie watched as the young man dressed, looked wistfully as he stuffed his impressive cock into his underwear. He pulled his shorts on, then finally his tee shirt, before leaning in for one last long, languid kiss that got his groin stirring a bit once more. “Thank you,” he said one last time as he unlocked the bathroom door and walked away, a satisfied grin on his face as he headed up the stairs and off to the parking lot.
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