Awakening desire
Lyudmila Borisovna S. stood at the counter of the plumbing store, her gaze wandering the empty aisles. The day
had been long, and after the store closed she felt tired, but at the same time her body
was filled with a strange tension. At 53, she still remembered what it was like to desire,
what it was like to want a male body. Her husband, busy with work and his own affairs, had long since
delivered the pleasure she craved. Her gaze stopped on a young guy,
who often bought goods from them. She once wanted to introduce him to her daughter, but something
stopped her. Now she understood,
that it wasn't just because of the age difference, but also because heevoked feelings in her that she had long forgotten.
The guy, T., was twenty years younger than her. His muscular body, covered in a thin layer of sweat,
drew her gaze. She noticed how he looked at her, and felt her heart beating
faster. The atmosphere in the store was charged, the air filled with a tension they both
felt. Lyudmila approached him, her hands trembling from the excitement she tried to
hide. She felt her body reacting to his presence, how her breasts rose and
fell, how her pulse quickened.
T. stood, feeling her gaze, his cock already hard beneath his trousers. He knew she was looking at him,
and it aroused him. His hands were busy with a mop, but his thoughts were far from cleaning. He
felt his body reacting to her presence, how his cock filled with blood, becoming
hard and hot.
Lyudmila moved closer, her lips whispering: "I want you." Her voice was quiet but filled
with passion. Ivan looked at her, his eyes widening in surprise, but he didn't say a word.
She sank to her knees, her hands undoing his belt, his trousers sliding down, revealing his
hard, hot cock. She takes it in her hand, feels it pulsing, how it reacts to her
touch.
Her fingers wrap around it, she feels its heat, its hardness. Slowly, she runs
her tongue over the head, tasting him. His skin was salty from sweat, but it only added to her
excitement. Her lips envelop him, she begins to suck, deep and passionate, her tongue plays
around, her hands massage his balls.
T. moans, his hands in her hair, he tries to hold back, but she doesn't stop. Her mouth
works skillfully, she knows how to bring him to the edge. Her tongue moves up and down, her
lips squeeze him, her hands massage his balls, driving him wild. He feels his body
tensing, how his cock pulses, how close he is to orgasm.
But Lyudmila stops, rises, her eyes burning with passion. She turns her
back to him, her dress slides down, revealing her mature but still attractive body. Her breasts
were full, her waist narrow, her hips wide. The hair between her legs was slightly gray, but that
only added to her appeal. Ivan approaches from behind, his hands on her hips, he runs
his fingers over her wet pussy, feels how ready she is.
He sinks to his knees, his tongue plunges into her juices, he licks her clit, his tongue works
fast and rhythmically. Lyudmila moans, her hands in his hair, she feels her body
tensing, how her orgasm approaches. His tongue moves up and down, his lips suck her
clit, his fingers plunge into her pussy, driving her wild.
She feels her body trembling, her voice breaking with pleasure. Her orgasm builds,
her body tenses, her voice is filled with passion. T. rises, his cock ready, he enters her
from behind, slowly and deeply. Her pussy envelops him, he begins to move, her body meets
his thrusts.
Lyudmila moans, her voice filled with passion. She feels his cock plunging into her, how
he fills her, how he drives her wild. Ivan changes position, lays her on the table, her legs
spread wide, he enters her in the classic missionary position, his cock plunging into her wet pussy.
He moves rhythmically, her breasts bounce, her voice breaks with pleasure. Her body
meets his thrusts, her pussy squeezes him, her orgasm builds. She asks him: "Fuck me in
the ass." And T. doesn't hesitate, lubricates his cock, enters her tight back hole.
Lyudmila moans from pain and pleasure, her body trembles, her voice is filled with ecstasy. T. moves
slowly, then faster, her body meets his thrusts. Her ass squeezes him, her pussy
pulses, her orgasm approaches. She feels how close he is, how his cock pulses, how he
is ready to cum.
He pulls out of her pussy, she takes his cock in her mouth, sucks him until he cums in her mouth. His
semen fills her mouth, she swallows, enjoying his taste. His cum is warm and salty, she
feels it running down her throat, how it fills her.
They both lie, panting, their bodies covered in sweat, their hearts beating in unison. Lyudmila
smiles, her eyes shining with satisfaction. She knows it was cheating, but she doesn't care. She
got what she had wanted for so long. Her body was satisfied, her soul was filled
with passion. She felt alive, felt desired, felt like a woman.
T. looked at her, his eyes filled with admiration. He never thought he could
experience such a thing with a woman twenty years older than him. But Lyudmila was different,
she was passionate, she was desirable, she was a woman who knew what she wanted.
They lay in silence, their bodies still trembling from the experience. Lyudmila felt her
heart beating in unison with his, how their bodies were still connected. She knew this was only
the beginning, that they would continue, that they would explore each other, that they would
enjoy each other.
The tension still hung in the air, but now it was filled with satisfaction. They both
knew this was only the beginning, that they would continue, that they would enjoy each
other. Lyudmila smiled, her eyes shining with happiness. She knew it was cheating, but she
didn't care. She got what she had wanted for so long, and she was ready to do anything to preserve the feelings.