Snowman’s Seduction
I was feeling playful as I stepped out into the winter wonderland that morning. The snow had fallen heavily overnight, blanketing the entire neighborhood in a pristine white layer. It was a perfect day to indulge in some childlike fun, and I decided to build a snowman in my backyard. Little did I know that my playful endeavor would lead to an unexpected and steamy encounter with my teenage neighbor, Roy.
As I bundled up in my warm coat, scarf, and gloves, I couldn’t help but feel excited about the prospect of shaping the snow into a jolly snowman. I stepped out into my backyard, the snow crunching under my boots, and began my task. I rolled the snow into three large balls, stacking them on top of each other to form the classic snowman shape. With a carrot for a nose, coal for eyes, and a playful smile, my creation came to life. I stepped back to admire my work, feeling a sense of satisfaction and joy.
Unbeknownst to me, my activities had caught the attention of Roy, the 18-year-old heartthrob from next door. He had been watching me from his bedroom window, his green eyes sparkling with mischief. Roy had always been a bit of a troublemaker, with his charming smile and flirtatious demeanor. He found the sight of me, a mature and sophisticated woman, playing in the snow irresistibly alluring.
As I finished adding the final touches to my snowman, I heard a voice call out from behind me.
“Hey, Sharon! That snowman looks amazing!”
I turned around to see Roy standing there, his brown hair tousled, and a mischievous grin on his face. His eyes roamed over my body, taking in my tight jeans and the way my thick sweater accentuated my curves. I felt a flutter in my stomach, a mix of surprise and something else I couldn’t quite name.
“Why thank you, Roy,” I replied, feeling a bit flustered. “I thought it would be a fun way to spend the morning.”
“It’s freezing out here,” he said, taking a step closer. “Why don’t you come inside for some hot chocolate? My parents are out of town for the weekend, so I’ve got the place to myself.”
I hesitated for a moment, considering the invitation. I knew Roy was a few years younger than me, but his confident demeanor and the spark of desire in his eyes intrigued me. I decided to accept, curious to see where this unexpected encounter would lead.
“Alright, a hot drink sounds lovely,” I agreed, brushing the snow off my gloves.
We walked side by side into Roy’s house, the warmth of the interior instantly enveloping us. The living room was cozy, with a large fireplace crackling in the corner, casting a warm glow over the room. I removed my coat and gloves, feeling the heat seep into my chilled bones.
“Make yourself comfortable,” Roy said, his voice low and inviting. “I’ll go make the hot chocolate.”
I sat on the plush sofa, the soft fabric caressing my skin, and watched as Roy disappeared into the kitchen. I couldn’t help but admire his lithe, muscular body as he moved, the way his jeans hugged his firm buttocks. There was an air of youthful energy and raw sexuality about him that I found captivating.
He returned moments later with two steaming mugs, the rich aroma of chocolate filling the air. He handed me one and sat beside me, close enough that our thighs touched. I took a sip, the warmth spreading through my body, and felt a tingle of anticipation.
“So, Sharon,” Roy began, his voice husky. “What brings you out in this weather? I’ve never seen anyone so enthusiastic about building a snowman.”
I smiled, feeling a bit self-conscious. “Oh, I just felt like doing something fun and spontaneous. It’s not every day we get such a beautiful snowfall.”
“I can see that you’re a woman who knows how to enjoy life,” he said, his gaze intense. “And I must say, I find that incredibly attractive.”
My heart raced as I realized the direction this conversation was taking. Roy’s boldness and the way he looked at me made me feel desired in a way I hadn’t experienced in a long time. I leaned back into the sofa, feeling the heat from the fire on my face.
“You’re quite the charmer, Roy,” I said, my voice low. “I must admit, I find your youthful energy irresistible.”
His eyes lit up with a mischievous gleam, and he leaned closer, his breath warm on my neck. “I’ve always had a thing for older women, Sharon. They know what they want, and they’re not afraid to go after it.”
I felt a rush of excitement as his words confirmed my suspicions. I turned to face him, our bodies now inches apart. His green eyes held mine, and I could see the desire burning within him.
“And what do you want, Roy?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
“I want you,” he said, his voice hoarse with want. “I’ve been watching you from my window, fantasizing about this moment. I want to make those fantasies come true.”
His words sent a jolt of pleasure through my body. I had always been one to embrace my desires, and the idea of being wanted by this young, virile man was exhilarating. I placed my hand on his thigh, feeling the hard muscle beneath my touch.
“And I want you, too,” I whispered, my breath quickening. “Right here, right now.”
Without another word, Roy leaned in and captured my lips in a passionate kiss. His mouth was warm and demanding, and I responded eagerly, our tongues dancing in a heated rhythm. His hands roamed over my body, cupping my breasts through my sweater, making me gasp into his mouth.
With skilled fingers, he unbuttoned my blouse, revealing my lace bra and the swell of my cleavage. He kissed his way down my neck, leaving a trail of fire on my skin, before taking a nipple into his mouth through the lace. I arched my back, moaning softly as he suckled and teased, his hands now sliding under my sweater to caress my bare skin.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured against my skin, his breath hot. “I want to see all of you.”
I helped him remove my blouse and bra, baring my breasts to his hungry gaze. His eyes darkened with desire as he took in my full, round globes, my nipples already hard and begging for attention. He wasted no time, lowering his head to take one nipple into his mouth, sucking and laving it with his tongue.
“Oh, Roy,” I sighed, running my fingers through his hair. “That feels incredible.”
He switched to the other breast, his hand replacing his mouth on the first, squeezing and kneading, while his tongue and teeth teased the sensitive peak. I squirmed on the sofa, my body on fire, my core throbbing with need.
“I want to taste all of you,” he said, his voice thick with lust.
His words sent a shiver of anticipation through me. I wanted him to taste me, to feel his mouth on my most intimate places. I spread my legs, inviting him to explore, and he eagerly accepted the invitation.
Roy slid down my body, his lips trailing kisses along my stomach, making me quiver with anticipation. He reached my jeans and unbuttoned them slowly, his fingers brushing against my sensitive skin as he slid them down my legs. I lifted my hips to help him, my breath coming in short gasps as I anticipated his touch.
My panties were the last barrier, and he hooked his fingers into the sides, slowly pulling them down, revealing my glistening folds. I was already wet and ready for him, my arousal evident. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of my exposed pussy, before leaning in to inhale my scent.
“You smell so fucking good,” he groaned, his voice hoarse.
He placed a soft kiss on my inner thigh, making me tremble, before finally pressing his mouth to my core. His tongue flicked out, tasting me, and I cried out, my hands gripping the sofa cushions. He licked and sucked, his tongue delving deep into my wetness, finding my sweet spot with ease.
“Oh my God, Roy,” I panted, my hips thrusting involuntarily. “That’s it, right there.”
He continued to lavish attention on my aching clit, his fingers now sliding into my slick heat, stroking and curling, finding all the right spots. I was lost in a haze of pleasure, my body on the brink of orgasm, when he suddenly stopped.
“Not yet,” he whispered, his breath hot against my sensitive flesh. “I want to feel you come around my cock.”
I whimpered in protest, my body craving release. He stood and quickly shed his clothes, revealing his toned, youthful body and a thick, erect cock that throbbed with need. He knelt between my spread legs, his eyes locked on mine.
“I want to watch your face as I fuck you,” he said, his voice rough with desire.
With that, he positioned himself at my entrance and slowly pushed inside. I gasped as he filled me, stretching and pleasing me in a way that only a man could. He paused, letting me adjust to his size, before beginning a slow, deliberate rhythm.
He withdrew almost completely before thrusting back in, filling me to the hilt. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders, as he repeated this slow, torturous pace, driving me wild with need.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned, his eyes never leaving mine. “So tight and wet.”
I matched his rhythm, lifting my hips to meet his thrusts, desperate for more. The fire crackled in the background, the flames dancing over our naked bodies, adding to the erotic atmosphere.
“Touch yourself,” he commanded, his voice thick with lust. “Play with your clit while I fuck you.”
I did as he asked, my fingers finding my swollen bud, circling and rubbing as he pounded into me. The sensations were overwhelming, and I could feel my orgasm building, a coiled spring ready to snap.
“That’s it, Sharon,” he grunted, his hips snapping forward with increasing urgency. “Come for me, beautiful. Let me see you fall apart.”
His words were the final push I needed. I cried out, my body convulsing around his cock as I climaxed, my juices flowing freely. He continued to thrust, his own release building, until with a final, powerful stroke, he came, filling me with his hot seed.
We collapsed onto the sofa, our bodies still joined, our hearts racing. I looked into his eyes, seeing the satisfaction and desire that mirrored my own.
“That was incredible,” I breathed, stroking his face.
“Just the beginning,” he promised, a wicked smile playing on his lips. “I have so many more fantasies to fulfill with you, Sharon.”
I smiled, feeling a thrill of anticipation. This was just the start of our steamy weekend affair, and I couldn’t wait to explore all the pleasures Roy had in store for me.
Hot MILF For You
I have a college age son, and let me tell you, some of his friends are fucking hot. I divorced his dad years ago, and haven’t had many boyfriend’s since. Now that I’ve gotten older, I don’t know why it is I’ve started to fantasize and drool about younger boys, but I sure have! Ones my own age seem to be losing their erections as well as their hair, not very appealing in my eyes. I over heard one of my son’s friends telling another friend that he’d had hot phone sex with his girlfriend on the phone and how hot it made him, how horny he’d gotten. I was a bit surprised he’d be telling his friend this.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it all night, this hot young kid masturbating when he called his girlfriend. I didn’t want to make a fool out of myself, but I was alone later with him in the kitchen when he came in to get a pop to drink. I told him I’d heard him talking to his other friend about his phone call. He blushed a little and I said no, it was ok, it had turned me on hearing it. I swear as soon as I said that, he started to get hard and I could see a growing bulge in his pants.
I know it was very forward of me, but I asked him if he’d like to call me one night for such a conversation. His jaw literally dropped and he let go of the can of pop and I laughed. He picked it up off the floor and smiled and said he’d think about giving me a call for such a naughty conversation. Apparently he didn’t have to think long, less than eight hours later as I was reading in bed my house phone rang and it was him. We talked for a while then he told me to touch myself. He gave me guided masturbation, and it was the best I’d ever had in my entire life. I hope this becomes a regular thing, I was so fucking turned on!
I’m On The Naughty List
Every year I like to do something very Christmasey. I volunteer at the mall for a day dressed as Mrs.. Claus to help greet the children going to see Santa. It’s usually quite fun. This year however, it turned a bit more naughty than I thought it would. One of the “elves” was a very cute high school senior that just turned eighteen. He looked so cute in his little green outfit and tights, and I could tell he had a fantastic body. I told him on my way home that I asked Santa for something very naughty that year. He grinned and asked what I’d asked for. I said I wanted a frisky elf to play with!
He laughed and asked if he was the frisky elf. I said yes, would you like to come home with me and have some egg nog? He couldn’t resist a horny, older woman coming on to him. We got to my place and I poured us some egg nog. We sat and admired my Christmas tree and I put on some sexy Christmas music played with a sax, what’s sexier than a sax? So he knew I was warm for his form, so he wasted no time in reaching over and putting his hand under my skirt. He teased my pussy lips through my damp panties and he could tell how turned on I was.
We walked to my bedroom and stripped out of our costumes and were soon naked on my bed. My little Christmas elf had quite the lovely young cock and I soon was touching it and sucking on it as he groaned in pleasure. He told me to sit on his face, and he was soon tasting my sweetness and driving me wild. He might have been young, but he was very talented in his sexual skills. I soon got on his cock and sank down onto it, bucking back and forth, teasing my clit against his young shaft and dripping all over him, making him a sloppy wet mess. I soon came all over his dick and then my orgasmic contractions soon triggered him to shoot his young seed inside of me and I was feeling him go off inside of me, it was so sexy. I told him I wanted to see him again, and he said he’d be happy to come over any time I wanted him to. Christmas came a bit early this year for Mrs.Claus.
Pool Masturbation
I’ve always enjoyed masturbating in the shower with the shower massager. The hard stream of water hitting my clit feels fantastic and I’ve done it in pools with the water that comes out of the side of them and in hot tubs as well. I was housesitting for a friend of mine that had a pool and I was happy to volunteer to do it since I could use the pool the whole time I was looking after the house and I swam daily when I’d go over and check on things.
One thing I hadn’t planned on though was her teenaged cousin coming over to swim as well and I didn’t see him. I was nude in the pool and they live in the country so I didn’t need to be quiet, as there was no one around for miles. I am really loud when I cum and I wasn’t paying attention to anything except that water on my clit from the pool side and I was moaning loudly. I was really enjoying myself and felt as though I was being watched. I looked up and saw this kid on the upper deck watching me and stroking his cock. He was on the phone with someone and I assumed he was having phone sex with them as I could see him rubbing his hard, young shaft up and down. He saw me look at him. I didn’t care I was so into my water masturbation I wasn’t going to stop just because he was there.
He didn’t seem too concerned either and continued to leisurely stroke his cock and I could feel the water shooting right on my clit from the water jet. He was talking naughty on the phone, I could hear a few words he was saying and I let out a huge moan when I came and I saw his cum shoot up into the air in an arc a few seconds later. His call ended shortly after he came and he walked over to the edge of the pool and knelt down and I started sucking on his young cock. He may have had phone sex, but he was about to have real sex!
The MILF Next Door
I am a MILF, and I love young guys. We cougars usually do. There’s a college boy that lives next door and I’ve literally watched him grow up and turn into a young man before my eyes. I never thought when he was a young boy that one day I’d lust after him, but that’s exactly what’s happened. My husband doesn’t have much time for me anymore, he’s too wrapped up in business and his secretary to pay much mind to me, but the college freshman next door pays attention and I have allowed him to see things that let him know his attentions are quite welcome.
When he’s home from school, his bedroom window is opposite of mine, and I’ve casually walked around in the nude and even masturbated with the curtains open and I knew he was watching and jerking off as he spied on me. Yesterday I invited him over under the guise of helping me move some furniture and I took him upstairs and gave him a blow job and fucked him, he seemed surprised I was so bold, but I have been lusting after his young dick for a few years now.
I sat him on the bed and thanked him for moving the heavy bookcase, and knelt before him and rubbed my hands over his young thighs and then caressed his cock through his jeans and it was mere seconds until he was rock hard and I had my lips wrapped around his cock and was sucking and licking and slurping for dear life on that teenaged cock of his. I swallowed every drop of his cum and told him I wanted his cock in my pussy. I stripped down and he admired my hot, MILF body and I got on all fours and he pounded my pussy from behind and shot a load of his jizz in my cunt. I plan on having lots of fun this summer with him!
