I was meeting Patrizia again for coffee, it’s always enjoyable, we met at a craft fair and struck up quite a platonic relationship and it is the third time this week we have met ??? Whilst I love her company I was’nt ready for how a couple of americanos and a croissant would pan out. To tell you about Patti ..Patrizia , she is a very attractive, nay teetering on beautiful, a woman in her late 50’s. Jet black hair piercing dark eyes and sensuous lips, always with lipstick. Very Italian looking and reminding me of Sophia Loren, in her fifties, great tits and beautiful curves, which I have to admit created a stirring I had not felt in years. Many an innocent meeting had led to growth in my pants. Which if I am honest, at 10 yrs her senior, I was glad to experience. Well we were on to our second coffee the conversation was humorous and convivial, as usual and then she put her hand on mine and looked me in the eye. Her hand was soft and gripping me firmly in an attempt to keep my attention.

‘Jerry do you still have sex?’

How do you answer a question like that !…..her eyes were questioning dark pools that were almost devouring me. Without blinking, no physical reaction on my part, well not ‘yet’ anyway. A question like that from a beautiful woman can have a whole range of responses. I still looked her in the eyes and said, ‘It’s been a while’

Quick as a flash she came back with ‘How long?’

I hesitated and as I opened my mouth she said ‘It has been three years for me and my body needs some contact’.

This stopped me in my tracks …. Totally ….! I was about to respond when she then said softly ‘Would you help me?’

‘Patti’ …… I blurted.

‘Oh I am sorry Jerry’ … she said with a sob, I should not have said this.

This was begining to feel very one way. I put my hand on hers to get a reaction and offer some comfort ….. ‘Patti, it’s ok, I would love to help how do you …..’

I was cut off again, tears were welling in those beautiful eyes as she looked at me. She leaned in closer to whisper ……

‘My poor pussy is dripping Jerry …… dripping …… I need you today to take my pussy I desperately need to feel your tongue in me, not your cock your tongue!’

‘Fuck me!’ Was all I could say a natural spontaneous response.

‘No Jerry just your tongue not your cock did you not understand?’

I looked at her and giggled, I thought she would be upset and ridiculed but I couldn’t help it. I wiped away a tear as she waited for an answer and stared at me with a look of hope on her face. ‘Oh Patti I would love to when ….’ And I was cut off again. ……. ‘Please take me home .. now’.

I smiled and we got up, I left some money and we left. Patti only lived around the corner and as we walked, initially not talking, she slipped her hand in mine.

‘I know this must be a surprise’ , she said ‘ You were probably thinking about going home for some gardening and not coming with me to suck my pussy’.

‘Well … in truth pussy always crosses my mind, though, no, I hadn’t anticipated that I would get to meet yours … ever’.

‘Oh Jerry you are slow to notice interest when it is thrust in your face ….. I love that about you’.

All I could think of was her pussy being thrust in my face as my cock was getting harder.

‘We are here’ . As she turned to open the gate and let us in. Not once did she let go of my hand in case I ran away I suppose. But not one to turn down any pussy I keenly went inside, the door was shut behind us, she had let go now we were inside.

‘Jerry I don’t want to get undressed and go on the bed I want you to take me on the table’. and she led me to the kitchen.

Inside she backed up and edged onto the table her long legs opening. There were some tight cotton panties which were visibly wet, she was holding her legs open and laying back on the table.

‘Oh Jerry please let me feel your tongue’.

I moved in and sat on a chair in front of her. There is something glorious about a mature woman, her legs are a bit plumper and so is her arse, her skin is so soft and smooth, as I ran my hands up the inside of her thighs.

‘Oh god I am sorry ….. I am so wet.’

I reach her panties and pulled them off her pussy and there were visible strings of her juices joining her panties to her pussy.

‘I am so embarrassed I am so wet’.

‘No you are not’ I retorted.

‘You are right I am not … I want to you to see how wet I am …. It is for you, for your tongue’

‘No it isn’t’ you are just a horny bitch who wants her pussy sucked.’

Wondering if I had messed up …. She said ‘At last some truth, yes I just need your fucking tongue Jerry give it to me now’.

Holding her panties to one side my tongue slipped straight into her pussy, her beautifully sweet tasting gloriously wet pussy.

‘Do not play with me Jerry I need you deep I need to cum hard Jerry I need to cum nowwwww!’

I love demanding women and I pushed my tongue in and over her clit.

‘Yes like that …like that …faster Jerry faster … I really need it’

This woman was responding to everything, she started to grind her ass against me and then her legs closed around my head I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t do anything as she convulsed against me.

‘Oh Jerry oh Jeeerrrryyyy … I am cumming I am cumming’

I fucking knew that I was just hoping to still be conscious when she finished.

Her legs relaxed and opened, all I could think about was breathing.

‘Oh Jerry I have been so selfish are you ok’

Having just survived her amazing orgasm feeling pretty good was second only to breathing again.

Sitting up she pulled me up and kissed me hard on the lips. This was a really full on kiss, hand behind my head, hand on side of my face, type of kiss no tongues just a sensual embrace. We shared her juices and I have to say it was the most fucking sexiest kiss I have ever had in my life.

Separating she looked me in the eyes, I was gone in total bliss, ‘Thank you Jerry you were wonderful’.

‘Jerry no one has ever made me cum like that ….. will you do it again only slower this time’.

‘Please …’

‘Yeah ‘course’ was all I could manage.

‘Jerry I can see you are are hard would you like me to make you cum’.

‘Well … oh ok then’ was the most nonchalant response I could find and was worried I would cum as soon as she grabbed my cock.

There was a brief execution of extracting my cock.

‘Oh Jerry you are so hard … let me rub you, that’s it sit down, I can use your precum over you knob, is that good? … Jerry you are getting stiffer… oh baby yes’ …. As I shot a huge fucking load with most of it landing on her exposed cleavage. She gratefully pulled the last drop out and licked the last bit off her thumb into her mouth.

‘Mmmmm you taste good too!’

We sat there silently basking what just happened.

‘Tea’

‘Please’

She got up and headed for the kettle and for the first time I noticed the beautiful swing of what I was to later find out is a beautiful arse.

‘Jerry I will need you again before you do your gardening … is that ok?’

‘Lovely’ was all I could muster …. the thoughts of her wet pussy, her bringing me off were still crashing around my head.

Tea was wonderful we chatted about life, sex, love, and fun.

‘Jerry are you ok with not fucking me …. To me this is so much more intimate. For me to surrender my pussy to your tongue for your inspection, to taste me and feel me as you make me cum. It’s so different from being impaled on a cock.’

‘Patti it was wonderful to share that with you …. I would love more’

She moved closer and pulled up her skirt and this time she got her boobs out, fat round melons with rigid nipples.

Sliding up on the table she wriggled her bare arse to the edge of the table opened her legs and the view of her wet pussy was too much. Assuming the position on the chair I leaned in and made contact directly with her clit.

‘Oh no Jerry … ease me in I am so sensitive I won’t last long’

I slid my tongue down and made contact with her juices before her pussy, my goodness she gets wet.
She was starting to move against me now almost involuntarily. Her legs had widened and now were closing against my head. I relentlessly used my tongue on her, concentrating on her clit and combined some heavy sucking of her clit into my mouth while still using my tongue inside her pussy. Her grip on my hair increased as she thrust onto my mouth and her hips are jerking against my face…… she was starting that short road to climax. Her breathing had almost stopped and replaced by muffled grunting.
‘God …. O fuck’
Was all that came out of her mouth while my mouth was fully locked on her juicy pussy.
The grip of her legs on my head was subsiding and her trembling was subsiding.
‘Oh my God Jerry ……. you have surpassed yourself today……thank you, thank you’ As Patti was starting to regain her composure.
‘You are very welcome Patti’ …..was all that was needed from me.
I raised myself up and she let go of my hair.
‘That was truly beautiful’. She said, as she moved herself towards the downstairs loo.
I sat on the edge of the chair with a hard on I would have to deal with by myself later.
It was a small price to pay as my new venture was starting to take off and I was becoming in demand amongst the ‘mature ladies’ of Brighton. My main clients were those that were widowers, or still happily married but where pleasure of the body was no longer part of their marriage and where discretion is required and ‘mums’ the word.
You dear reader are probably wondering how this fortunate circumstance came about. Well, one of my  previous partners suggested, jokingly, after receiving a very heavy afternoon of oral sex that I should start a business - providing sexual favours to needy women focussing simply on non reciprocal oral sex.
Well to be honest I pooh poohed it and then one day in my favourite coffee shop I thought why not!! And so here I am with a busy week of at least 4-5 clients wishing to employ me. My clients have ranged from ultra busy women directors needing some uncomplicated economically priced relief to much more mature ladies wanting some fleeting, ‘simple’ male contact. Like Patti. Obviously my rates fluctuate in relation to means. After all I am in it for the pussy, let’s be honest here.
Experiences had been very varied from long afternoon sessions to arriving to find the lady already bent over a chair knickers around her knees and her skirt pushed up waiting to be ‘serviced’. Of course to arrive at that scenario had taken a few meets where we have built some trust. You know, back door key hidden under pot, that type of thing. I never did find out how Patti ‘knew’ about my services but it appears word of mouth is working!
Things were going along swimmingly, and my holiday pot was growing nicely, when I was about to experience something quite unexpected. One of my regulars had a young daughter, about 20, we had never met though I was about to be exposed to a very attractive but scheming young lady. It seems she had been tipped off about my ‘visits’, by a friend of hers, my goodness don’t these girls talk!. Her mum wasn’t aware she knew until she confronted her mum and pleaded to be a part of the action. So when I picked up the key from under the pot, her mum was in her usual ‘pose’ and the sneaky minx was in the other room waiting for the action to begin.
Assuming the position, I grabbed a chair and sat down, well I can’t kneel ……. what with these ‘knees’😳, I won’t get up again. It was a true vision, now sitting behind what is one of the most glorious arses in East Sussex, plump round and very large.  I would put my hand on her lower back and she would continue to arch her back until her tight bald pussy would come into view. That was the signal I would administer my tongue! It was truly a wonderful sight, no hair and she had a perfect pussy, what ever that is, and she was already dripping in anticipation, as always. My tongue pushed between her lips and her back arched more, pushing back towards my face. We had only been ‘engaged’ for a few minutes when I felt a hand on my shoulder and I immediately froze. Her husband was no longer around so I was completely unsure who this was.
‘Don’t worry mummy knows! keep doing what you are doing’. Came a soft voice in my ear as her other hand went to the back of my head, to keep pussy and mouth, locked together.
‘I am going to help you’.
Then I felt her hand on my ‘tented’ jeans.
‘Oh my you are hard’.
Slowly I was unzipped, unbelted and soon my cock was free.
‘You look like you could do with some help, there is already some precum’.
What followed next was almost surreal. For a young girl she was quite adept at stroking a cock. She stopped and fumbled in her pocket and came back to my cock with some lube. My goodness she was good, smoothing some lube over my knob and gently squeezing. Her mum, Helen, was already getting close as she was making some small squeaking noise which was a signal she is imminently going to come ……… and so was I.
This young girl is incredibly gifted. I know having one’s face in a pussy, which is about to about to cum is enough for any red blooded male to happily unload, and I was no different, but her hand and lube have brought me to the point of no return. Her mum started to cum and so did I … the girl pushed my head further into her mums pussy. I was just about to cum and her jerking hand was quickly replaced by her warm mouth. That was when I felt my cock erupt and I started to spurt. I moved my hand to her head so she couldn’t escape my load. Her mum was finishing, so I let go of her clit and looked down at a struggling blonde head of hair. My spurts were subsiding, my cock was spent, so I let go of her head, which came up quickly to a mixture of coughing and spluttering. Then went straight back down, she had squeezed my cock to get the last drop, which she gratefully sucked off.
Holding my cock she looked at me with her face covered in my cum and a big smile …. ‘Lovely cock mate!’
And she disappeared to clean up.
Both Helen and I were now sipping tea. And Helen explained Jules was not her real daughter but adopted and she is constantly on heat.
‘So what was that all about?’
‘She is a lovely girl, but can’t get enough cock, I don’t blame her she is a good kid and looks after herself and doesn’t get into trouble. And she reminds me of me with a wry smile. We both giggled just as a more demure Jules came back in the kitchen. Freshened up with a crop top, no bra, and a ridiculously short skirt and no pants.
‘I need you to make me cum!’ She said sternly.
That wasn’t a request it was a demand!
I looked at Helen, who just shrugged leaving it up to me.
My cup was taken from before me and replaced with Jules. Her bum was right on the edge of the table and her legs were wide and her feet rested on my legs.
Before me was a blonde unshaven pussy and a girl determined for a new experience.
I looked up from her pussy and looked her in the eyes.
‘Ok I will make you cum by what ever means I want! …..’
There was no response just a look of young anticipation.
I quickly looked over at Helen who was sitting back in her chair. With a mischievous look and trying not to smile.
‘What do you think Helen?’ She mouthed … five minutes …… do her in five minutes.
Jules was still just staring at me with that little plump pussy at just the ready.
‘Ok’
‘Ok .. what?’ Said Jules.
I looked her in the eye and told her I was going to give her a totally new experience.
Jules just continued her stare.
I moved my head straight to her pussy and my tongue made direct with her clit, I sucked her clit into my mouth and held it there.
Jules head went back and she let out a long groan……
Right, I thought I am going to see how she reacts to ‘this!’….
I slipped two fingers swiftly into her and found her little ‘g’ spot.
Another gasp left her mouth.
Then the fun began!
I lightly rubbed against her g spot at the same time a I sucked her clit!
Now, I was totally gambling on her never having had this ‘treatment’ before. …… I was right!
Her bravado had gone and she could not resist, she was no longer sitting .. she was laying down and Helen had grabbed her wrists.
Jules began letting out short sharp gasps and trying to push her hips more into my face.
Her pussy was really wet and our combined juices were running between the cheeks of her tight little arse. I needed something to shock her so I slid the index finger of my left hand straight into her bum. She was not expecting this and the extra sensation did the trick and she started to cum. Her hips kept thrusting, I moved my head off her pussy and concentrated on her with my fingers speeding up my movement in her pussy, then she clenched and then let out a little squirt, I carried on with my fingering and there was another little squirt and then she tensed up and thrust her hips up I pulled my fingers out and she squirted again, a little more this time. She was convulsing a bit, Helen let go of her arms and she went into the foetal position, with some small gasps.
‘What did you do ……… Jerry, what did you do…’
She was coming down now, her eyes were open and her breathing had returned to normal.
‘Bloody hell Jerry …. What was that?’
‘Your first squirt Jules?’
‘Oh ….. my ….. god’
‘How?’
‘I think your body was ready Hunny’.
Her eyes had closed and Helen and I just sat.
‘You went over the 5 minutes’ Helen said with a giggle.
‘I don’t think Jules cared’ I said grinning still covered with her juices.
‘How did you do that’ asked Helen all eager and excited.
‘It wasn’t planned it just happened’
‘I want one! ‘
‘It’s going to take some work’
‘ I don’t care, I want to try … next time?’
Helen put the Kettle on as I helped Jules up and sat her down. She gave me a quick peck and a smile. I could see she was already re running everything.
‘Would you do that again for me ‘. Jules asked quietly.
‘I need some tea first.’ I smiled.
And we both started laughing.
Well I don’t need to tell you Jules told her friends and I was inundated with a group of young women looking for a ‘new experience’
Life was looking up 😎, I don’t know why I didn’t think of this earlier. Think I will explore the Canaries for holiday, posh hotel with mature patronage looks on the menu.

Patti did finally let me fuck her, amazing fuck…but for another time, oh and I do find younger ladies don’t last quite as long and want quantity. Well we learn something new all the time.





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