Why mature women turn me on (especially Suzie!)

[Aspic]

For as long as I can remember I have always had an obsession with older women. My relationship with Suzie is so exciting for me because it fulfils my fantasies in so many ways. I can trace this back to when I was just 13 or 14 when I developed a huge crush on one of our neighbours in the village where I lived. Mrs. Tiller was early 40’s and lived in a very large house with huge grounds. She had a beautiful, full figure, I think the word ‘voluptuous’ is the right word. She was quite slowly spoken and exuded an air of quiet confidence, almost a sense of mystery about her. One thing I noticed was her perfume, whenever I was near her the scent of her filled my head and even made my heart beat faster. Naturally, as a young teenager I used to regularly whack off, thinking about her intently, wondering what her boobs looked like, but somehow I could never quite imagine what it would be like to actually have sex with her. For years I lived with this fantasy.

When I was about 16 or 17 my parents went away for the weekend and they arranged for Mrs Tiller to pick me up after my football match in the morning, and I would have a shower and get changed at her house, and then I would mow her lawns for her, which was something I did regularly for her to earn some extra pocket money. I was very excited, as I always was when I went to her house, especially when she was alone and her husband was away. I don’t know what I imagined would happen, but just being in her company and having her full attention made me feel so good each time. On this occasion she put out a towel for me and showed me to the bathroom. When I had finished I put the towel around me and went to the room where my clothes were. As I walked in she was standing in the room. I must have gasped in surprise, just seeing her there in the room. Half a second later, I noticed something else – she was wearing her bathrobe. So she was about to have a shower too, and I thought nothing more of it, except I knew that that would give me lots more wank material to think about in the weeks ahead. She stayed standing in front of me, and I couldn’t quite work out what was happening – it was as if she was waiting for something. Just as I was trying to work out what was happening, she suddenly opened her robe and let it fall to the ground. I was suddenly staring at Mrs Tiller standing n front of me fully naked. It was incredible. Her boobs simply tumbled out and I couldn’t take my eyes off them. They seemed to me to be huge, I had never seen a grown woman naked before, in the flesh. My heart was pounding and I started to shake, my head was swimming. Almost immediately I noticed my cock was standing at a 45 degree angle under my towel, it was kinda hard to hide, and I started to feel a bit embarrassed – I didn’t know what to do, I just stood there and trembled. She said something about ‘did I like what I see’ but I don’t think I was even able to answer. She stepped forward and put her hand under my towel and held my dick in her hands. At this point I nearly collapsed I was shaking so much. She worked my towel free and it fell to the floor. I was now completely naked in front of her, my penis sticking out in front of me with her hands enveloped around it. She carried on stroking it, and to me this was the most exciting thing in my life – ever! At some point she knelt down and put her mouth around it and I couldn’t believe the feeling I got from this as her lips sucked and slid up and down my cock. I think this only lasted a few seconds, and I don’t remember how, but soon we were both lying on the bed naked and she guided my hand to her fanny and started moving my fingers across it, and I kept on doing this for a while. This was way, way beyond anything that had ever happened to me before, and as I continued to rub her she started to breathe more heavily. All I can remember is that she started to sound like an express train, breathing heavily and gasping – I had never heard this sound from a woman before, but it was so exciting, hearing her responding to my touch. I kept on rubbing her with my fingers, she wasn’t very vocal until suddenly she gave a couple of deep groans and then a huge shriek. She’d actually had an orgasm from me just touching her! Almost instinctively I rolled on top of her (no thought of condoms here, I guess she must have been on the pill) and entered her almost immediately. As I was pumping away at her I kept thinking ‘this is really happening to me – I am fucking Mrs Tiller, I’m actually fucking her right NOW!’ She was fairly quiet by this time, and needless to say, I came within a minute or so, the build-up was inevitable and the release was spectacular, I must have flooded her with spunk. I remember crying out loud as I came, such was the intensity, not something I usually do. We lay together not speaking for several minutes. She began to talk to me, but really didn’t know what to say to her. She was more than twice my age, almost three times!! She had dark, reddish hair and a magnificent sexy figure, and her nipples stood out, ripe for sucking. We stayed there for what seemed like an hour, and by then I wanted to take advantage of the situation again, this time I could savour it a bit more. This time we fucked together, I lasted a lot longer and I think she might have had another orgasm, I can’t really remember, and anyway I couldn’t have been sure, inexperienced as I was. I remember lying on top of her with my dick embedded deeply inside her, thinking that I have to hold on to this moment forever, it may not happen again. We stayed this way for easily half an hour. And sure enough, the feeling of an approaching orgasm returned and I pumped away at her for the last few seconds, this time my orgasm was incredibly intense and almost painful. A few minutes later we got up and I went home. I never did get to mow her lawn.

I hoped against hope that we would do that again, but it was as if nothing had ever happened between us. I think she just wanted to try out a young guy, I also think she fancied me a little, and having fulfilled her own fantasy she chose not to risk it again. It goes without saying that the experience was the focus of some vigorous wanking for the next few months and beyond. I wanted more than anything to re-live that experience, but it was not to be. So when I met Suzie, some 5 years later, another woman twice my age, it became the most exciting fulfilment of my fantasy I have ever experienced. The fact that Suzie is a sexually- focused woman, with a huge appetite for younger men, and a pair of lungs that can raise the Titanic, made it all the better for me. I think my appetite for listening to women having sex and having orgasms led me to buy my sound recorder, and I am forever grateful that I thought to use it throughout my time so far with Suzie. You can hear dozens such encounters in the archive section of this website. Somehow, younger women just don’t ‘do it’ for me any more. I am turned on my older women, I love their deeper voices and their approach to sex.

I hope you have enjoyed this little story!