See previous story: ‘Hot tub fun with mature Geraldine’) They threw away the mould when they made the fucktastic Geraldine! The mature, larger-than-life blonde sex bomb was definitely a one-off, as I discovered when she drained every drop of cum from my middle-aged balls during a day and night of passion at my country cottage one hot, summer. First she sat facing me on my lap, while I fucked her long and slow in the secluded hot tub in my back garden, my big thick cock filling her still surprisingly tight fanny and her 38GG tits bouncing for England as we hit our peak together. Then, with her cheeky promise of some back door fun still ringing in my ears, we retreated to the bathroom to towel one another dry before she dropped to her knees and began working on my semi-erect old soldier, to get him in prime condition for a bit of anal action. When she was satisfied that her remarkable oral skills had worked their magic, she looked up from her position, kneeling in front of me, and chuckled: ‘I’ve helped you to get up, now it’s your turn!’ She gave me her hands and I hauled her upright, pulling her towards me for a deep snog – another of her specialist subjects – while I mauled her mighty mammaries and rubbed my stiffie against her neatly trimmed bush. Breaking away from our hot kiss, Geraldine wagged her finger at me and said: ‘The front entrance is temporarily closed, although we’re far from finished in that department. I want your big beast somewhere entirely different now please.’ So saying, she turned on her heel, leaned forwards and pulled her bum cheeks apart to show me her pink rosebud asshole. My rock hard cock twitched with anticipation as I grabbed some lube and began smearing it around the lady’s winking sphincter. I could see her pussy getting aroused as my fingers worked up and down her crack and couldn’t resist rubbing her swollen clit. Geraldine’s entire body quivered with sexually-charged anticipation as she braced herself on the back of a chair and waited for my bulging knob to ease its way inside her back passage. Fuck, she was tight and even with my cock covered in lube that first entry took what seemed like forever until she relaxed and I slid deep inside her dark hole. ‘Oh. My. Fucking. God!’ said Geraldine through gritted teeth as I began to pump her asshole. ‘Want me to stop?’ I asked, hunched over her back with my balls slapping her buttocks and my cock filling every inch of her anus. ‘Hell no!’ came the reply. ‘Fuck me harder . . . ’ As I said earlier, they threw away the mould! Never one to deny a lady what she wants, I set to hammering her fully stretched asshole until my engorged cock exploded with cum deep inside Geraldine’s arse. She hit her peak moments later, shrieking with delight as her orgasm engulfed us both. Slipping out of her, I pulled her around to face me and kissed her hard on the mouth, pinching her rock hard nipples between my fingers and thumbs, then dropping to my knees and licking her juices as they leaked from between her swollen pussy lips, hooking my finger inside her dripping fanny to rub her g-spot at the same time. ‘Oh fuck,’ she muttered, pulling my head towards her crotch, ‘I’m going to cum again . . . . Mmmmmm, fuck yes, right there . . . holy shit, god yesssssss!!!’ Her breathing had become rapid as she came for a second time and the room was filled with the sound of both of us panting as we slowly recovered. ‘Time for a rest?’ I asked her as I held her in my arms. She replied: ‘I haven’t got quite the same stamina as I used to have when I was in my twenties and could go hard at it all night long, but give me half an hour and we’ll see what else you’ve got in your repertoire.’ I wasn’t sorry to take time out and led my sexy guest back through to the kitchen, where she perched on a stool while I made us each a gin and tonic. Her face, neck and chest were still flushed from our earlier exertions, but there was a naughty twinkle in her eyes as we chinked our glasses together and sipped our drinks. I could feel the blood starting to rush back into my semi flaccid cock and knew we were in for a long session. ‘Have you got to dash off anywhere later?’ I asked, trying to hide my growing erection as I sat on the stool next to hers. ‘Eggs on toast,’ she replied, laughing at my puzzled expression. ‘That’s what you can cook me for breakfast after you’ve shagged me all night!’ She looked down at where I was pathetically trying to cover my cock with my hand. ‘Doesn’t look as if I’m going to have to wait long to feel that monster inside me again,’ she said, her barely supressed mirth causing her tits to wobble in a very erotic way. Abandoning Operation Cover-Up, I let her see my full mast as it sprang to attention unimpeded. ‘Mmmm, yes please,’ murmured Geraldine, reaching out to stroke my pulsating manhood. We knocked back our drinks, slipped off the stools and made our way to the rear lobby of the cottage, where I pulled aside a heavy curtain to reveal a hidden door. Pushing it open I ushered Geraldine inside the darkened room, which was soon flooded with light as I flicked on the switches just inside the door. She gasped at the sight before her, a large four poster bed standing square in the middle of the room . . . To be continued . . .