We met up through a dating site.   I was lonely after a break up of a long marriage.   I want to feel desired again, yearning for the touch of a man who appreciates a 50 plus body, changed by age and childbirth.

When I first saw his photo, I was hooked. I like his look: tall, large man,  with lovely eyes and a charming smile.  Somehow, the photo exudes sexual appeal and naughtiness. I messaged him and said hello.  I wasn't sure if he's going to reply.  I had butterflies in my stomach, wishing he would.

He said hi back, I was elated, I was wet. That night,  I had the most amazing orgasm, playing with myself, that's what he does to me from the onset. Our conversation went for a month, started as friends and soon turned very sexual. He matches my naughtiness word for word. I wondered if he match my desires too. I wanted to see him, I can't wait any longer.

He picked me up from my house, reversed his car in the drive, and stepped out. I almost melted,  here he stood towering in front of me. He's more handsome in real life. He smell nice, a mixture of his aftershave and sensual self. I wanted him to just scoop me up and bring me indoors and fuck me senseless. He opened the door for me. As I sat down in the passenger seat, I felt my panties soaking wet. I hope it won't show on the tight jeans I'm wearing.

We went for coffee in the nearby hotel. I had to excuse myself several times to use the facilities. I was nervous as we chatted,  casual at first, then turned sensual.  What time do you need to go, I asked. He said 5pm.  I looked at my watch, it was just midday. There are plenty of things we can do from now until then, I said looking straight into his eyes, wanting him to see how I wanted him. Should I book a room, he said.  I nodded shyly.

As soon as the door to the hotel closed, we were kissing passionately, tongues entwined, touching each other aggressively. I stopped, asking if I can use the bathroom first.  He said hurry up, giving me an aroused look. I changed into a sexy nightie, hidden in my bag, I secretly wanted this to happen.

He's laying in bed, naked, his stiff cock standing proudly. We went to kiss torridly, I can feel his hardness on my navel. When he sucked my stiffed nipples,  I had to control myself from cumming.  Not yet, I want this overwhelming  sensation to last. After he feasted on both my nipples, he went down kissing my navel, heading to my wet pussy, putting a finger to feel my wetness. I can hear the dripping sound of his finger fucking me, inserting another one, 2 fingers filling me up now and fucking me deep and fast. I can't hold on any longer, I can feel myself cumming hard, my pussy juices coating his fingers. He put them in his mouth, tasting my juices then coming up to kiss me, I taste so good.

I haven't come down from my orgasm yet when I feel his stiff cock pushing inside my dripping cunt,  fucking me wildly, faster and faster, deeper and harder. I am going to cum again, screaming his name, he came with me, shooting his cum deep inside mixing with my juices.  We were out of breath, cuddled together after a mind blowing orgasm, feeling each other's bodies.  It wasn't long afterwards, he turned me on all fours, ramming his hard erect cock in my cunt, faster than the first time. I can hear his balls slamming in my ass as he turned the speed up. I don't think he can go any deeper inside me. When he shoot his spunk the second time, the sensation was so overwhelming, I squirted on his cock as I cum, both our cum dripping on my legs and into the bed. 

We fucked again for the third time before it's time for us to go. I could barely walk, my pussy well fucked, I can't wait for the next time.