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Sometimes a woman just needs to get fucked like a dirty who're.
When I say that. I mean she needs used. Have things done to her that she normally wouldn't do and do things she normally wouldn't do.

That was me.

I had an itch to find out what it was like to get fucked like the way some of these porn stars do.

Sure, I could have had my husband do it. But, it wouldn't be the same. I've been fucking him for over twenty years. I know what his cock feels like.

Nope, I needed a guy to fuck me that was gonna disrespect me and use me just for my pussy. I didn't want to be loved. I wanted to be fucked like a piece of meat.

If you didn't know me you would never guess I was fifty years old. I'm still in very good shape.
I still carry a nice curvy 36D-24-37 figure and at wieghing 130 pounds at 5'8" tall it looks good.
My blonde hair is still blonde and my blue eyes are still bright.
Sure I have a bit of sagging in place. But, my ass is still tight and shapely and my tits are still firm.

I chose my attire very carefully.

It was a white business suit skirt that I own with matching heels that hugged my figure just right.
I applied just enough make to look conservative but, also said I'm a who're if you know what your looking for.

As I figured I got hit on by a couple men my own age. But, that wasn't what I was looking for.
I wanted a young, viral cock pumping into me. One with staying power. I wanted to be screwed all day and hard. Not, wham bam and it's over with.

When I seen him, I knew he was the one.

Tall and lean with a military cut and a welcoming smile. Worn blue jeans, cowboy boots and a ball cap.
I guessed his him to be between twenty-five and thirty.

When he looked up and made I contacted with I gave him a welcoming light smile.
Slowly I made my way around to him every little bit looking up at him and smiling.

His sex radiated off him as I stood next to him.

I introduced myself as Sara and bashfully flirted with him.

I didn't want to be to forward.
So I found his name Jared and he was twenty-eight years.

Not that I really cared. But, it was nice to know.
When he told me he had been single for the last eight months I knew I had hit a gold mind.

Experience told me a twenty-eight year old man requires alot of pussy.

"Sara would you like to go get something to eat with me?" Jared asked as we made our way through the market.

That was my que.

I turned and looked at him with a lusty smile and a glint in my blue eyes.

"How about when skip the meal and you eat me instead." I smiled with a bashful grin.

"Are you serious? Just like that?" Jared asked me.

"Yes, I'm serious and yes, just like that. I want you to fuck me anyway you want and I want to suck that cock of yours till your squirting jizz down my throat." I smiled lewdly.

"Well then. I guess steak is out of the question for lunch then." Jared grinned still trying to grasp what I was saying.

"I'm your lunch." I smiled grabbing his hand and leading towards my car.

There was a little bit of small talk on the way to the motel.
But, it was mainly me telling Jared that he could fuck me anyway he wanted and how ever he wanted to.

I didn't worry about getting undressed when I heard the bolt on the lock fall.

I went straight to my knees and fished his big cock out.

I didn't care that I was making a mess of my dress shirt as I let the saliva run from my mouth as I sucked his cock deep into my throat making myself gag.

I had one intention and one only. That was getting the nastiest, brutalities fucking I had ever gotten in my life.

I smiled up at Jared as let his cum run freely down my chin and onto my white dress shirt.

"Jesus fuck!" I needed that I groaned lustfully still jacking his big, hard cock.
"Your kinda a dirty slut." Jared grinned down at me panting a bit.
"Honey, you have know idea what kinda dirty slut your gonna get today." I smiled up from knees popping his hard cock out of my mouth.

I know Jared had never had any pussy like I gave him.

We did everything I had ever seen in every fuck flick I ever watched.

Jared was a who're wifes true dream.

One if the things Jared did that really made me cum was I was on my hands and knees and he was finger fucking my already stretched out asshole.
He started with two fingers. But, the harder I would suck his cock the more fingers he would ad and the deeper he would shove them up my ass.
Well, he had all four fingers in my ass stretching me out wide.

God did it feel awesome.

I was deep throating him with everything I had. But, he had just enough cock that I couldn't get the hole thing in my mouth.
I was missing it by about two inches.

I knew Jared was watching me as he destroyed my asshole and every once in awhile I'd look at him.

I wasn't really thinking when he started moving under me.

With his stuck in my ass he pushed me forward and figure foured my head shoving his entire length down my throat.
At the same time he rolled us over where he was on top of us.
I was trapped. Mercifully he screwed me in the throat not caring that I could breath as he pulled my leg up and started shoving hard into my asshole with has hand.

It was to much for me. I had never I my life been so brutally used.
I erupted spraying cum everywhere.
It seemed like it took thirty minutes. But, in reality of it. It was only maybe a minute at best.

I laid in the motel bed sore and worn out. But, I was totally satisfied.
I had been fucked in every hole I had and been fucked in every way I had ever dreamed of and some I had never thought of.
My poor asshole was in a terrible shape from all the abuse it had taken during the day and my pussy hurt.
My tits where sore and had night Mark's on them.
I had gotten the fucking that I had long wanted for.
The sun had already set when we exited the motel room.

"Will I see you again?" Jared asked me as we set at his truck in the dark.
"Let me see your phone." I smiled bashfully.
"No phone calls. Texted only." I said as I input my phone number.

"Mature slut?" Jared smiled as he looked at his phone.

"Next time you pay for the room." I smiled looking at him already thinking about fucking him again.

"Deal." Jared grinned opening my door.

"One more thing." I said stopping him. "I like woman also." I smiled bashfully.

"Me too." Jared grinned closing the door.




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