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An Erotic Handjob From A Mature WomandeleteddeletedAs always, I only write from my own personal experience and none of my stories are fiction or made up at any point. With all due respect to fantasy writers, I find that writing from experience, or at least based on reality brings depth to the stories. Philosophy aside, let me delve into the story.It was a couple of years ago when I was active on Facebook that I received a friend request from a woman. From the pictures, Shweta looked every bit the typical Indian woman, a couple of pictures of herself and a few with her family. She was probably in her late 30’s.Due to mutual interests, we started talking online and discussing a wide range of topics from personal life, to professional to hobbies that we both shared. Back then I had no intentions of any kind toward Shweta. However, she really was the kind of woman the young me always liked: mature, plump, happy and friendly.We talked for days on end when one day she said she was bored and wanted to come hang out. I did not want to have her come over to my place so I suggested she come for a walk near where I live. We could talk more and I could give her some of the documents we had discussed about previously. She readily agreed and after waiting a while, she did.We talked for hours while walking and after a while, it had gotten dark so I told her it was probably time for her to head back.I leaned in for a hug and she hugged me back. Now, being the curvy milf she was, as soon as we hugged, her massive breasts crushed my chest and I felt good! I broke the hug and stepped back canlı bahis şirketleri and realized that by then I was getting slightly hard. I bid her farewell and continued home.“You know”, she texted me back from her car, “I wanted to kiss you.”This was a shock to me. I had just met her and wasn’t expecting this level of forwardness. Still, I took it in my stride. A mature, curvy woman who knows what she wants is what I like. If she were a bit dominating as well, she would be the dream woman.“I know. Maybe someday”, I replied, “A community road isn’t the best place for love.”“Love? No boy, I want to fuck you raw and hard”, she replied.My heart skipped a beat. I didn’t know reading words could have this effect but reading that immediately turned me on so badly, I found it hard to continue walking back home.“Do you workout?”, she asked.“Yes, rigorously. Why?”“It shows. I wanted to rip your pants off and spank your ass hard.”I realized things were taking an interesting turn. And definitely for the better.“I am scared now”, I said.“Good. Come to my place at 3 pm on Monday. Bring the documents you were supposed to give me.”I just realized I had forgotten to give her the docs I was supposed to give her while going for a walk. Good for me, I thought. Another excuse to meet her.A few days later, as she had instructed me, I packed my bags, hailed a cab and set off towards her apartment. I was worried her family might be at home. I reached the place and waited downstairs.She came down in a pink nightie and bathroom slippers. We hugged and walked up to her apartment. canlı kaçak iddaa Climbing up a few stairs, I was fine but she seemed out of breath, her chest heaving up and down with beads of sweat running down her neck and deep into her cleavage which I could clearly see through her nightie.We entered her apartment and I noticed nobody in the house. I sat down and she offered me a glass of water while I took out her document and gave it to her. She took it from my hands abruptly and disappeared into her bedroom for a while.“Shweta?”,I said a little loudly.“Be there in a minute”, she said.As I sat there and looked around, I noticed the air conditioner remote lying next to me. I grabbed it and was fumbling with it when she entered. I stood up.“So I think I should leave then, it’s getting late”, I said meekly.“Sure”, she said and came in for a hug.As soon as our bodies touched, things were different. I wrapped my hands around her body and started feeling her up and down her back. She started making “Oh” noises constantly while I was caressing her body over her nightie.I broke the hug and bent back a little, while still holding her back with my hands, my crotch firmly stuck to hers. I am sure she could feel my manhood by now.“So, how is the hug?”, I asked“Maybe a little more of it is required”, she said and pulled me back in.It was a mix of lust and desire which coursed through both our bodies, but I could feel her resistance in not wanting to take things further. I did not force her and let it be, even as we kept holding the embrace and I kept feeling her body with my canlı kaçak bahis hands running all over her back.I removed my hands from my back and put them on her waist. She looked at me curiously as I kept raising them up and kept bringing them to the front of her body, then immediately going down her body as if giving her a massage. Each time I brought my hands up, I felt the soft touch of her breasts on my hands and I could feel her shiver.I could feel her bra on my hands and I could understand they were covered her huge bosom. My cock was throbbing hard at this point and I was grinding it into her knees.I could not take it anymore. I unzipped myself, took my cock out and touched her thighs.“Ahh”, an audible sigh escaped her mouth as she suddenly felt the heat of my hard cock on her legs.I started humping her legs a bit while massaging and caressing her body and breasts all over, yet only over her clothes.“Cum for me boy”, she said.I grabbed my shaft as she leaned in and gave me small kisses on my neck and face. But this time, she looked down, shooed away my hands, and grabbed my hard cock tightly.She held my cock from the base and slowly went up, driving the precum to the top. She looked straight into my eyes while doing this. I was going crazy.Just a few more jerks and suddenly, I felt myself ejaculating fiercely onto her hands, spurt after spurt! She looked deep into my eyes as I came. When I was done, she stepped back and started to lick the cum off her fingers, one at a time. She hasn’t stopped looking at me yet.“Take your panties off”, I ordered her.She looked at me weirdly, and then took off her panties. They were red but had a massive wet spot in between. I sniffed it, then licked it and smiled. I cleaned my cum up with her panties and put it in my bag and winked at her.“Souvenir for today”, I said as I left.

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