After her divorce, Mrs. Hudson had finally moved to a quaint villa at the outskirts of Toronto. She felt free for the first time in her life. Truth be told, she felt nothing for her former husband except missing the sex. Not that it was mind-blowing, but at least she was getting sex. At this point, even that felt great, being deprived of it for almost six months. Once she settled down in the new home, she started checking out the local dating options. She was craving some young blood and kinky adventures in her life. In her mid-thirties, Mrs. Hudson looked younger than most thirty-year-olds. Her curvy body would often turn heads in the neighbourhood, and her golden blonde hair, bouncing off her hips, made her look delicious.
Within a week or so in the new neighbourhood, she had already met a couple of guys. Among them, a guy called Matt caught her eye the most. He was a cute, twenty-five-year-old studying in a local college. His muscular build and the naughty glint in his steely gray eyes made him look carelessly sexy. She had invited him to her home over the weekend. She prepared herself the best she could and got everything she needed from motorbunny. She wanted to experience every kinky fantasy she ever had at one go. She dressed in a little black leather dress for the day and wore light makeup, enhancing her best features. Around seven in the evening, Matt was finally there. She put on a housecoat and received him at the door.
Matt looked rather apprehensive as his eyes swept up and down her body, huddled in a bulky coat. He was thinking whether it was a good idea to accept the invitation of a middle-aged cougar. What if she were psychotic? What if she didn’t want sex or wanted something way too kinky? But he took his chance, for he had seen this woman up and down the street occasionally. Nothing about her appearance or behavior ever suggested she was not stable.
Mrs. Hudson led him to a bedroom upstairs. He was in awe as he entered the luxurious room where a circular bed dominated as a statement piece. But more than anything, Mrs. Hudson’s silent transformation from a huddled lunatic to a sexy vixen as she shed off the coat made his jaw drop.
Mrs. Hudson noticed the awestruck expression of the guy and smiled to herself. Matt was hungrily running his eyes all over her body. She turned to him and swiftly wrapped her hands around the guy and kissed him passionately. He did not hesitate as he reciprocated with equal force wanted to explore her kinky adventures. As he ravaged her body with kisses and caresses, they tumbled on the bed behind them. In seconds, Matt had torn off the dress from her body and was squeezing her breasts hard. He started sucking on the nipples as she moaned and groaned under him.
She was already dripping wet and could feel Matt’s boner nudging her thighs. Matt was already going down on her and had buried his face between her thighs. He was kissing her lady parts and licking them. In a decade of her marriage, she had never felt this sensation before, and she knew after today, she could not do with anything less.
Mrs. Hudson moaned loudly and cried out Matt’s name as she felt her bed getting wet from her dripping pussy. She begged him to fuck her and pulled him up her body. Matt was more than happy to oblige, and in one swift movement, his hard boner was piercing her pussy. She felt his dick hit the G-spot perfectly. She cried out in pleasure, and Matt kept fucking her over and over again. His hard chest was rubbing against her boobs and making her nipples hard.
After almost half an hour, Matt turned her over and then started fucking her from behind. Her round ass was jiggling with every thrust he made. Matt watched her curvy waist and hips appreciatively as he fucked her. He could not help but pinch her waist and grab the slight fat deposits while she fucked her. He moved forward and grabbed her jiggling breasts as well. They were so soft, even though they were a little saggy.
Mrs. Hudson was moaning every time Matt thrusted, and with every touch, the guy was sending sparks through her body. Soon, in another fifteen minutes, Mrs. Hudson could not hold back anymore, and her climax burst out of her body, sending ripples of pleasure through her. Matt felt a gust of hot liquid drenching his dick and crotch as she moaned out and screamed his name. Matt went harder than ever, and the force of his thrusts was almost toppling her over. Finally, he was climaxing hard and deep inside her. Once he got out of her and rolled to his side on the bed, Mrs. Hudson’s knees gave way, and she lay down. Matt’s love juice was running down her thighs and out of her pussy on the bed.
They were both spent. It was a conventional sexual session, but Mrs. Hudson was feeling satisfied and happy after a long time. So much so, she was almost falling asleep in Matt’s arms. Forgetting that he was practically a stranger. On the other hand, Matt loved the experience and how Mrs. Hudson knew exactly what to do for his pleasure. This is why he wanted to be with a mature woman who knows what she wants and what their partner would want. As they were lying down, he felt his boner was growing once more. Mrs. Hudson noticed that and smiled. She went down on him and started sucking his dick, and they both got ready for the second round.
That day, they went on and on for the entire night. It seemed the time was too short to fully satiate them. But Mrs. Hudson knew at least one thing for sure- she would be enjoying Matt at least for some time and live those kinky adventures.