MILF on steroids

MILF on steroids
Chapter 1

I glanced out my window, on the chance I would see her car drive up, my dick was hard at the very thought of seeing her, and I could hardly wait. We always had the most erotic sex, and she was a very willing participant. I loved her beautiful blonde short haircut and her beautiful face. She wore black reading glasses that gave her a sophisticated look, the kind of look that said I’m smart, I’m sophisticated, and I love to fuck.
She had long legs, stood five foot seven tall, and had a trim physique. Her breasts were perfectly suited to her body. The total package was one really sexy woman; she was indeed the proverbial fuck machine. She absolutely adored having sex with me, she was very submissive, but when she wanted, could be a real dominatrix. She was by far the sexiest woman I ever knew and would ever know. She liked everything about sex and would do anything I asked of her. Thoughts of the first time we met clouded my mind.

It was many years ago, in the town of Monteux, just outside Geneva by a 45 minute train ride. We were on a junket hosted by our company. We came from different parts of the country, and consequently didn’t know one another. Four of us, started walking up a steep mountain walk, on a warm summer day. Two of the other men, hitched a ride, to the top. We never saw them, until the next day. It took us an hour as Susan and I climbed the road to what we thought, to be the to. I was very impressed at her athletic ability as she climbed the steep hills at full speed. We came across some beautiful hotels, with hundreds of flowers in the garden. We stopped at two of them, and had a glass of wine. I enjoyed talking to her; she was intelligent, outgoing and, frank. We climbed higher, and as it was getting late, found an outside restaurant, and stopped in for dinner. Over dinner, I found she was married, but not very happily, and had a good friend named Jane. She talked a lot about Jane, telling me her story. She described Jane as smart and very pretty. It seemed Jane was married to a man that never gave her what she needed. Susan said Jane needed sex. “She needs a good fuck.” She said with a giggle.

This caught me by surprise, as I didn’t think she, (Susan), would use that kind of language. I was even more surprised, when she suggested I might be the one to ‘fuck’ her. By this time, we already consumed two bottles of wine and were feeling really good. I said, I didn’t want to ‘date’ her friend, but if this was to happen, I would meet her in a hotel, with only one thing in mind. I insisted she would have to agree to my terms, before I took any action.

Susan said, she thought it would work out okay. I started to look at Susan, in a different light. As I sat across from her, on this soft night, I started to really see her beauty. Her body was tall, and slim, she had beautiful breasts, pointed and high, and a beautiful face. Her eyes were large and gazing, her lips looked very kissable, and her hands very graceful. I thought to myself, why I didn’t see this before. Why didn’t I see, this beautiful woman, as she really was? Although, the easy victory over Jane was in the bag, I found myself wanting Susan, not Jane.
I suggested, perhaps, Susan would like to ‘test’ me out, to see if I would be okay, for Jane. She laughed at my suggestion, but left the door open. I worked that theme, for the remainder of the evening.

It was getting late, and we had a train ride ahead of us, so we started back down towards the train station. We were touching hands and, as we made our way down, came upon a store that sold spirits. We bought a very large bottle of red wine and drank it on the way down. We didn’t come across a soul on our way, but came upon a brook, with a waterfall. I found out years later, I could have had her right there, if I tried. I must have been oblivious.

We came upon a landing, overlooking the town below. There were two benches, one occupied, by an elderly woman, who left shortly after we sat down. This was a moment, which I will remember for the rest of my life. As we sat there, in the soft summer air, we both, in one motion, turned to each other and kissed. This was the most wonderful, and exciting kiss of my life. The excitement might have masked the fact, that, I had found, the women of my dreams.

The kissing became more passionate, and I started to touch her body. She stopped me, as I’m sure, she hadn’t decided what she wanted to do. We started out again, but this time we held hands, going down.
We waited for the train, and boarded after 20 minutes. We sat next to each other, and I was excited at the thought of having her, that night. We touched and kissed often, and by the time we reached Geneva, I was almost out of my mind with lust for her. We were both staying at the same hotel, and when we got to Geneva, walked towards it. We stopped at the lake, with the fountain, lit as it shot hundreds of feet in the air. It was time to come to a decision. I really needed her that night, and if I didn’t get her, I would masturbate, alone in my room, thinking of her. We walked parallel to the lake, and talked.

“You know I want you, and I know you want me, so tell me what it will be. Make up your mind; is it yes, or no?” I said. She paused for quite a while and then said “Yes.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. This exquisite creature, this married woman, was going to give herself to me! I pulled her into a u-shaped dark shop, and kissed her passionately while in seconds, I opened her blouse, and pulled her breasts out in the warm summer air. I sucked her nipples. Some people came by, and she quickly covered up. We headed to the hotel. I asked her to come to my room, to which she agreed, after she went to her room. I was a little disappointed, as I didn’t know if she would go through with it. I didn’t know if I would see her again.

I showered and waited. After about 15 minutes, a knock on the door. It was her, and as she entered, we kissed passionately, and loved, and fucked for hours. I had never had sex with a woman quite like her. This was only a start to our relationship.

It was 5 min. after our appointed time, and I knew it would be seeing her at any second. Susan was once divorced, and now married to an older scientist, for the last 15 years. He was her senior by 12 years, and although she had sex with him, often she would fake her orgasms. She did however like to watch porno films with him; it made her hot, ready to accept his cock. When he did fuck her, she would think of me. She was never shy about rendering what went on in her sex life. When asked she would tell me the last time she had sex with him, what he did, and how she felt. Susan had left my company years ago, to go to medical school, studying to be an orthopedic nurse. She had been in practice for four years.

Just as this thought went through my head I spotted her Mercedes coming around the corner. She passed my house and parked just down the next block. I anxiously waited for her to get out of the car, knowing I would see her full silhouette in just a few minutes. I waited. I watched her car door open, as she stepped out onto the street. My cock jerked as I observed her walking towards my house. She was wearing a flowered dress, and medium heel shoes, she was also carrying a large handbag. I knew inside the handbag would be her high heel shoes and perhaps some erotic garb.

Susan and I loved to play dress up. I don’t know when it started, or how, but we always enjoyed it. I dressed the way she wanted me to; I had on a pair camel colored slacks, a silky shirt and nothing else, no underwear. I first dressed this way when we met one time, in Las Vegas. When she reached down to my cock she remarked you’re not wearing any underwear, I can feel your balls, and it’s really sexy. I like to see her wearing slutty outfits. In one of our sex sessions she wore a full loosely knit bodysuit, which covered nothing. I remember fucking her through the suit while she was propped up against a desk. She especially liked to wear stockings with a garter belt, and high heels. She always had a surprise for me.

I had asked her to bring a sexy dress with her I hoped it was in her handbag. I couldn’t wait to touch her; she was walking fast towards the door. I rushed downstairs in order to get the door for her. As she got close I open the door standing discretely behind it, and let her in.

Her sweet scent filled my nostrils. It was a hot day, and she smelled oh, so good. I closed the door and embraced her. As our lips met, as she melted into my arms. Her tongue met mine as we kissed with a passion shared by few. My hand found its way to her breasts and I could feel her nipples under her see thru bra. She knew I liked to see nipples under a bra so she bought this bra especially for me. With our tongue still swirling, I reached down to her dress, and lifted it above her knees. My hand found the inside of her thigh as I reached up and cupped her vagina. She let out a gentle sigh as I felt her pussy lips. She was not wearing any stockings her skin was warm to the touch. I distance myself slightly from her and started to feel her mound. I started working my hand into her pussy. She was getting wet.

I had spent days planning a thousand things I wanted to do to her. I wanted this to be special and very slow. I knew how I wanted her to dress, what I would do to her body, and how I would make her cum. I said in the quick whisper, “give me your tongue”, and with that, she stuck her tongue into my mouth. I put my fingers around her pussy, not quite inside yet, wanting to prolong that moment for a bit. I could feel the fabric of her panties getting wet. She was always such a slut for me. She let out a sigh, as I touched her vagina, this affirmed the fact that she was here to fuck, and was mine for the asking. I didn’t think there was anything she wouldn’t do. She was indeed, a dream fucking machine.

We were still in the hall, and she was ready and willing. “What underwear are you wearing?” I asked? “A bra and panties, my bra is see-through type that you love so much, my panties are thong type that just covers my pussy. I shaved my pussy lips two days ago, and my husband didn’t even notice. I know you like a nice shaved pussy, and I just love the way you suck my cunt. Many people think that cunt is a nasty, dirty word, but I think it’s very erotic. I got this from you, you know. I love it when you use it, it makes me really hot.” She replied.

“I see the zipper is in the back of your dress Susan, why don’t you just turn around”. She did as I asked. I stooped down and ran my hands up her body, starting at her feet, up her legs, around her hips, past her breasts, upper neck, past her mouth, into her blond hair. The only words from her were Mummum. I put my hands on her breasts, and squeezed them. They were very firm and very athletic. On almost every occasion that we met, we would go through this ritual, we both loved this time. I reached behind her neck, and found a zipper. It went down to the small of her back. I slowly unzipped it, and could see her tan colored bra. I started to slip her dress down past her shoulders, and as I did, Susan put her hands behind her head.

She then ran her hands through her beautiful blonde, short hair. I stripped the dress, off her body, and let it fall to her feet. She didn’t move or try to step out of the dress. She loved the fact that I was running the show. I guided her feet out of the garment, and picked it up and put it aside. “Turn around Susan.” She turned and stood there in her bra and panties.

“You look so good, standing there, in just your underwear, are you mine for today?” “Yes, she replied, I’ll do anything you want, I’m here for you, anything.” She put her hands on her hips, and slowly turned around, so I could see her body.”I really love when you tell me what to do, I like doing it for you, it makes me very, very, hot, and gives me juicy pants.”

She turned around slowly, I watched as her muscles tensed, her breathing caused her breasts to rise and fall, she was quite a sight, now facing me, with her hands on her hips; I was so hot for her. “Keep your hands on your hips; I want to strip you right where you stand.” I took a step towards her, and put my hands on each side of her panties, and slowly pulled them down. When I got them down to her knees, I released them, and let them fall to her feet. I noted her pussy was mostly shaved, and there was a small wet spot on the panties that now lay at her feet.

She stood there for me, in her 3 inch heels, and see-through bra, her panties at her feet. Her pussy was exposed and vulnerable. I reached behind her and unclipped her bra, and pulled it off her body. She was quite a sight, nude, except for her shoes, and her panties at her feet. “Susan, step out of your panties.” She did as I asked; stepping back, out of her panties. I walked up to her, and with my index finger, put it in her mouth.
“Suck it and make it really wet, because I’m going to put it right up your cunt.”

She sucked on my finger and I took it out of her mouth, and put it right up her hole. She had a warm and very wet, slippery pussy, I could see by the expression on her face, that she loved having my fingers up her pussy. I put a second finger up her, and started to move them in and out, to make her even hotter than she was. She started bending her knees slightly to my rhythm. I let her enjoy this for a few minutes, and then took my fingers out of her, now, dripping cunt. I held them up to her face, at which point, she opened her mouth, knowing that I was going to have her suck them off. I slipped my fingers dripping with her cunt juices right into her mouth, and she sucked her juices off each of my fingers. My dick was so hard it was straining against my pants, I wanted to fuck her, right then and there, but I also wanted to make this last.

“Susan, did you bring some sexy things to wear?”
“I knew you’re going to ask me that, and you know I always try to please you, so I brought some really sexy lingerie with me.” “Susan, step out of your shoes, I want you completely nude, as you tell me what you brought.”

Susan slipped out of her shoes, first the left, and then the right. She gracefully pushed them aside with her left foot, and stood there in the nude. She described the clothes that she brought, the clothes that she would wear when I fucked her. She took a half a step back, and then let her left hand, wandered to her left nipple. Next her right hand wandered towards her clitoris. She started to rub it as well. She now stood there, before me, nude, massaging her nipples, and her clitoris.

“You know, it’s very exciting, for me to shop for lingerie that you like to see me in. I get very hot, as I shop for stockings, high heeled shoes, garters, panties, and bras. I think of you making me put these things on, and performing for you. It gives me juicy pants every time. To answer your question, I brought a pair of 4 1/2 inch black high heels. They are very elegant closed toed as you like. I wore them the other night, when I went out with my husband, it made him very hot, I could see him looking at them, every now and then.