Planted on the dick of a high school graduate

Marin held the pussy open with his fingers and offered it his tongue. He caressed me gently and uncertainly, but that uncertainty soon turned into energy and passion. I swayed my hips and pushed my pussy onto his tongue, I was already all wet from how excited the little one made me. "Mmm... you're doing wonderfully... and I would really like to taste your cock right now, I'll burst if I don't suck it!"

Being an independent, unmarried, ambitious woman in her late thirties really has its charms. But, of course, there is also the other side of the story, the one where silence reigns in the apartment; boring rainy mornings, the irritating sound of the television trying to fill the void. Drawers stuffed with all sorts of erotic toys as if they were gathering dust because I had long realized that no plastic or rubber could replace real, warm, sinewy human flesh. And I had been getting less and less of that lately, due to my overcrowded schedule.

One lazy Sunday afternoon, I opened a bottle of imported whiskey, poured quite a bit over the usual limit, and leaned against the balcony railing. People were meandering everywhere, a gentle breeze was fluttering the fabric of my house dress against my soft skin. Right in front of the building was a basketball court where a few high school graduates from the neighborhood were bouncing a ball. I recognized among them the strong contours of little Marin, a sweet and strong young man of yet unblossomed beauty.

"Hey, Marin!" I shouted, and the dark-haired young man looked in my direction. "Be a sweetheart and run to the store for me to get a red Marlboro!"
He waved his hand at me and fluttered off to the store. I went into the apartment, stood in front of the mirror, and took a good look at myself. The dress made of pink sheer tulle reached my ankles, but the fluffy little kitty was clearly visible, neatly shaved into a larger triangle, along with dark pink labia and protruding nipples. After a few moments, I heard the doorbell. I took one last look in the mirror and headed down the hallway to open the door. The sincere smile on Marin's face gave me confidence.

"Come in, Marin, so I can give you money for cigarettes."
He just nodded, and his gaze wandered over my breasts, which were shaking with the movements of my body.
"Sit on the couch and make yourself comfortable. So, Marin, what do you think, is this dress a bit too sheer? I mean, can you see what shouldn't be seen?"
"No, Mrs. Kovač, I think the dress is fine."
Poor thing couldn't even look me in the eye while addressing me, as much as he was licking me with his gaze. I wiggled my butt and approached him, he leaned in uncertainly and waited.
"Do you like my breasts? I might have to uncover them a bit for you to study them better!"
With one swift motion, I pulled my breasts out of the dress, and they swayed, pressed together.
"Yea... I like them."

I decided to take action, I lifted my dress and climbed onto Marin's lap. I straddled him and lowered my soft, round butt onto his groin, where his hard cock had been struggling against his tight jeans for some time. He shivered and could barely breathe. I unbuttoned his shirt and pressed my breasts against his boyish chest. He looked me in the eyes as if hypnotized. I took his hands and placed them on my bare butt.
"Knead my butt, so my pussy gets wet from your touch!"

I teased him with my tongue on his lips and gently slipped it into his mouth. I caressed his tongue, and when he caught the rhythm, I felt him intensify the movement of my butt and began to press me onto his cock. I lifted myself off his lap, still standing on the couch, and spread my hairy bush with my hands. He watched my pussy like a wonder, I was parting my labia and gently touching my clitoris.
"Come on, lick it a little, your tongue will feel good on my clit!"

Marin held the pussy open with his fingers and offered it his tongue. He caressed me gently and uncertainly, but that uncertainty soon turned into energy and passion. I swayed my hips and pushed my pussy onto his tongue, I was already all wet from how excited the little one made me.
"Mmm... you're doing wonderfully... and I would really like to taste your cock right now, I'll burst if I don't suck it!"

I pulled away from his lips, unbuttoned his jeans, and together with his boxers pulled them down to his ankles. The young cock saw the light of day, beautifully straining with veins, and the pink head proudly jutted towards my mouth, like a cocked gun ready to fire. I squatted between his legs, took the rock-hard beast in my hand, and placed my tongue on his balls. I massaged them well, swallowed both, and sucked, while his cock was getting harder in my hand. I decided to give him all my attention as well and gave him a lick from the root, over the entire shaft, to the head, where I stopped and continued to swirl my tongue around it. I licked him, filling my little mouth with young meat. He was slapping me on the lips, tongue, throat, teeth, I wanted him all inside me, he was wet, smooth, and slippery, and I realized he could quickly wear out in my mouth.
"I want you to fuck me, I see you have a powerful tool, it's so nice to lick it. It will be wonderful when you plow into my horny pussy that desperately wants you."

Marin looked at me with excitement, completely surrendering to me. I climbed back onto him, squatted above his cock, and gently lowered my pussy onto his dick. He filled me completely; my breasts rose, and Marin, as if hypnotized, with his mouth open, caught my nipples and began to suck them. My butt went wild in his lap, I was driving my pussy down to his balls, moaning with pleasure, while the little one continued to lick my breasts.

"Fuck me from behind! That's how it will be best for you! I want you to cum on my butt!"
In no time, I was bent over the couch, and now already experienced Marin grabbed my ample butt and shoved his snake into my pussy.
"Ah, Marin, you really know how to fuck well! Pound me harder, I'm going to cum!"

A few finger movements on my clitoris were enough to wash over me with orgasm and to start pushing myself harder on his cock. The little one quickened the rhythm, he was panting and moaning, digging his fingers into my butt, and pulled his throbbing cock out of me at the peak and came on my butt. We were glued together with fresh sperm, our hearts were pounding, and I was satisfied that I had broken the routine of the monotony of being an independent, unmarried woman in her late thirties.