Mrs G. Pt. 01 Mature

Evening all,

I’m back with five parts of a . This one is in a new category for me, mature. It’s a series that deals age difference in all it’s forms. It will cross some boundaries into other categories as it continues but I’ll keep it in Mature. As has been my recent practice i will list the Tags proir to the . That way any sensitive snowflakes can see what’s ahead and make an educated decision about reading on.

I’ve tried to give this series a light touch. The inspiration for them is eighties porn videos. A little bit of plot to set a scene then on to the . The plot will develop with each part but only to put the characters into another scene. To help you get into the era I’ll let you see the pornstars I had in my head playing the roles.

Mrs C /Carol. A composite of Ginger Lyn and Shayla LaVaux

Nigel. Joey Silvera

Shelby. Traci Lords

Ramon. Steven St Croix

Felix. Ron Jeremy

I have completed 6 parts. They will all be submitted over the next couple of days so they should be posted in sequence fairly quickly. We are heading into summer here so that means a busy time with harvest then Christmas so i doubt I’ll have any other work ready before 2026 is well under way.

Cheers

CharlieB4

Tags. MILF, Older Woman, Younger Man, Big , Reluctance.

Mrs G Pt 1

“They are on the trampoline Nigel.”

“Carol come away from the window.” Nigel said.

“She’s sitting on top of him. Do you think they’re doing it?”

“Carol.” Nigel said more firmly as he gripped his wife’s elbow to steer her up to the bedroom. “Shelby’s a sensible girl taking birth control pills. What’s more she’s nineteen so we can’t tell her what to do anyway.

“We can while she’s still living under our roof.” Carol retorted as she reluctantly let her husband lead her away.

“Do you really want her shacking up with him in a rancid little apartment 24/7 or just seeing him on weekends here?”

“Stop being so sensible Nigel. She’s your daughter. You should be defending her honour.”

“Is Shelby the issue or is it Ramon?”

“What are you implying?” Carol shook off her husband’s grip.

“You’ve never liked him. He’s a good kid with a good job.”

“He’s three years older than her.”

“Three years is nothing. We’ve known his family for years. His dad has always serviced our cars…”

“And every single woman over thirty in the district.” Carol shot back. “She deserves better. She needs to get out of this town.”

“She most probably will. It’s her first real boyfriend. How many people marry their first real boyfriend nowadays. And Felix’s wife passed away ten years ago. He’s allowed to have a personal life.” Nigel said offering a more conciliatory tone. “Come on, let’s go to bed.”

Carol fell in behind her husband as he went to the stairs. However she couldn’t resist one last dig at her husband.

“You married your first real girlfriend.”

“And look how well that worked out.” Nigel shot back quickly like he’d been anticipating the jib.

In the bathroom they took turns in the shower and brushed their teeth.

“I’ll just go down and check shall I?” Carol tried again.

“Come on, we’re alone in the house. Let’s take advantage of it.” Nigel gave his wife’s bum a playful slap.

They made love. Nigel was a kind and considerate lover. He always made sure Carol was ready and would wait for Carol to reach her peak before finishing himself. Soon after Nigel was snoring softly while Carol lay awake. Something about her latest orgasm had disturbed her. Specifically the images that had flashed behind her closed eyelids and played a large part in triggered it.

The previous Saturday afternoon Nigel had been at a working bee at the golf club. Carol was at a garden club event. Time had got away from her and she was late getting to the fast food chain to pick up Shelby. When she got there she expected to see her daughter waiting out front. Shelby wasn’t there and the manager told her an Uber picked her up earlier because she felt unwell. Carol had been angry on the drive home. She’d specifically told Shelby to call her. Her mood didn’t improve when she saw Ramon’s car in the driveway.

The steam was on the verge of coming out of Carol’s ears as she climbed the stairs heading towards Shelby’s room. However her intention to storm in and demand answers was tempered by the sounds she heard as she got closer. Her daughters guttural moans. The slapping sound of skin hitting skin. She should have retreated. Somehow she couldn’t. Carol slowed down but continued on until she got to the door that was slightly ajar.

Through the gap Carol could see Shelby bent over. Her upper body and head pressed against the wall. Ramon standing behind her holding her hips as he ploughed his long brown cock in and out. Shelby encouraging him to go faster and harder. His cock slipped out and he’d stepped back. Carol remembered it shining in the artificial light. Shelby turned around and Ramon was on her again. They had kissed frantically while his hands kneaded Shelby’s pale breasts. Then the had started again. Shelby had her back against the wall and legs wrapped around her lover’s waist. Being supported by Ramon’s muscular arms and his rampant cock.

It had taken all Carol’s self control not to start touching herself. She’d moved slowly away to the stairs. Descending them as the two lovers both announced their pending orgasms. Retracing her steps to the front door she opened it and after a moment slammed it shut. Thus announcing to the other occupants of the house that she was home.

Since that afternoon something had changed inside Carol. She’d initiated three times with Nigel. Each time she had achieved release but it hadn’t scratched the itch. The raw animal passion she’d experienced with Nigel earlier in their marriage and witnessed in her daughters bedroom was missing.

She found herself studying Ramon on weekends. He wasn’t a big man. Average height, average weight, average looks but there had always been something about his nature. A confidence that seemed oversized for his slight, wiry frame. Now Carol felt she knew where some of it came from. What was it the magazine at the hairdresser called it? Big dick energy? More disturbing Carol now felt his leering eyes following her. Had he done it before? She wasn’t sure. It could just be her overactive imagination.

Restless sleep eventually took over from fantasy. Carol woke briefly when Nigel rose early. It was club championships at the golf club today so she wouldn’t see him until well into the evening. Sometime later she heard voices downstairs. Then Ramon’s car started and backed out onto the road. Shelby had another shift today. She was home alone. There were chores to be done but Carol grabbed Nigel’s pillow, pulled it down so she could hug it and went back to sleep.

Mid morning Carol was in a dreamy half sleep. The scene she had witnessed in her daughters bedroom was getting replayed in her head. Except instead of her daughter submitting to her boyfriend it was her body being mercilessly railed by Ramon. One hand was inside her pyjama top squeezing her breast while she ground her against the pillow between her legs.

Before things got completely out of control Carol roused herself. Rolling onto her back she put her husband’s pillow back. The crotch of her pants were damp. Her pyjama top was twisted around her body. She sat up and tried to straighten it before pulling it over her head and throwing it toward the dirty clothes basket in the corner. Now she was sitting her bladder let her know she would have to get up. It was time for a shower anyway Carol thought.

Out of bed she walked down the hallway towards the bathroom. Her large breasts swayed as she went. Such exhibitionism was something she would never countenance except when she was alone in the house. Carol could see the door of the bathroom was ajar and her daughter had left the light and the exhaust fan on. Typical teenagers, she thought. They weren’t paying the electricity bill. Pushing the door fully open she strode inside then stopped abruptly and wrapped her arms across her bare breasts. Ramon stood in front of the vanity with just a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Ramon, I, I, I thought you weren’t here.” Carol stuttered as brain tried to evaluate how to quickly retreat.

“Oh sorry Mrs G.” The young male replied with a smile. “I’ve finished so I’ll get out of here.”

Carol stepped to one side to allow Ramon to get past her in the narrow space. The problem was he went the same direction to go around her. They went back on forth in sync in that comical dance that happens sometimes. Carol could feel her face getting redder as the embarrassment burned inside her. Ramon put a stop to their dance by wrapping his hands around Carol’s biceps and holding her still.

“You stay on that side.” Ramon said as he stepped to the left.

Then he pivoted while still holding Carol so they swapped places. She couldn’t bring herself to look at the young man’s face. Instead Carol dropped her head so her gaze was fixed by Ramon’s broad virtually hairless chest. Looking lower to where his abdomen tapered, a flat hard stomach partially covered by the towel. Then there was no disguising a lump bulging out just below his waist.

Ramon didn’t mind Mrs G’s lowered head. It gave him free rein to stare at his potential mother in law’s bountiful bosoms. It stirred something in him. After catching a glimpse of Mrs G peering through the partly open doorway watching him take her daughter he’d wondered if he’d ever get a chance like this. Now happenstance had given him an opportunity. It was impossible to not try and take it further.

He eased his grip on Mrs G but didn’t relinquish it entirely. Instead he let his hands drift higher. Caressing her upper arms before drifting across her shoulders. Going back out again he let them slide down following around so his fingers lightly danced on her forearms. Carol’s dilemma was if she reached out to move his hands away she exposed her breasts to his hungry gaze. She knew she should tell him to stop. The trouble was part of her didn’t want him to. And at that moment that part was winning the internal debate between desire and reason.

Ramon’s hands were back on Carol’s shoulders. Goosebumps were raised on her arms and the fine blonde hairs stood up waiting for the next act of stimulation. But this time his fingers moved straight down. Lightly touching the tops of her breasts. Tracing the curves until they came to rest on her clasping hands. Now they applied more force encouraging Carol to drop her arms and expose her breasts to further exploration.

“Come on Mrs G. I’ve dreamt about your fabulous titties. Let me have a look.”

With a defeated sigh Carol let Ramon ease her hands away.

“Oh wow, they are even better than I imagined. So beautiful.”

Ramon wanted desperately to squeeze and suck on every square inch of exposed flesh. However his instincts told him the final outcome of this adventure was far from certain. So he continued with his light touches. Using his fingertips to trace the outline of each nipple. They were red and engorged. A quick glance at Mrs G informed him he’d guessed right. Her head was still tilted down. She was watching what his hands were doing. When his touch moved closer to her sensitive tips her mouth opened slightly and she bit her lip.

A voice in Carol’s head was screaming at her to stop this but she was mesmerised by the young man’s teasing hands. She ached to be touched. No, not touched, grabbed, squeezed, manhandled by this young stud. She didn’t want to have to tell him, that would be a step too far. But if he took it, forced the issue, then there was mitigation. Still he continued teasing her relentlessly, ratcheting her desires up to a uncontrollable peak. Carol looked up to see him staring at her face intently.

The look in Mrs G’s face told Ramon now was the time. There was an unspoken pleading in her eyes. He cupped both breasts and ran his thumb roughly over her nipples. Her eyes flickered shut and an involuntary groan passed between her open lips. Changing his grip he pressed harder while squeezing her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. The effect was immediate and he thought for a moment she was going to crumple to the floor. So he closed the gap between them and Mrs G lent against him.

“Oh god Ramon, this is wrong… this is so wrong.” Carol gasped as she used her hands on his hips to steady herself.

Carol felt Ramon’s lips on her shoulder. His hands still mauled her breasts while lower down the lump under his towel now brushed her pussy. She could feel the wetness in her cunt. It wanted the same treatment her boobs were getting. When Ramon’s kissing reached the nape of her neck she found herself surrendering completely. Her hands drifted down over the young man’s firm butt while her hips pressed forward forcing the hard lump into direct contact with her clit.

Ramon knew he had her now. He moved his head up so his lips could seek hers. Mrs G met them with passion as she pushed her tongue into his mouth. Damn, he thought, I’m gonna fuck Mrs G! He relinquished his hold on one of her breasts and pushed one hand down between them. Slipping inside her pyjama bottoms it pushed down further until his fingers glided between her fleshy folds. She was so wet.

At first Ramon concentrated on stimulating her outside. Working his hand back and forth against her labia. Mrs G went to another level. Her arms came up and clamped around his neck for support while she opened her legs to give him better access. The kissing stopped as she lay her head on his shoulder and mewed in time with his ministrations. Wanting to keep his momentum so she didn’t have time to think Ramon pushed two fingers inside Mrs G’s pussy. And that’s when he thought he’d blown it.

“Oh fuck,” Carol gasped. “Oh Jesus fuck, wait… stop stop you’ve got to stop.”

She straightened up and one of her hands grabbed at Ramon’s wrist and dragged it out of her pants.

“I’ve got to pee, I’ve got to pee or I’ll wet myself.”

Ramon let her go and Carol fought to regain control of the situation. She was about to tell him to leave when he squatted down in front of her.

“What, no, wait…”

Before Carol could react he’d pulled her pants down then he was back up in front of her. Gripping her biceps again Ramon eased her backwards until she felt the toilet seat at the back of her legs.

“Sit.” He said as he applied a little more pressure to her arms.

Carol sat so now Ramon stood over her. The bulge under his towel was level with her eyes. She looked away as she fought in vain to get her raging hormones under control.

“You’ll have to go, I can’t, not with you here.” Carol hoped some time alone would help.

Ramon didn’t leave. He reached slightly behind him and turned on the tap in the sink. The water running out the tap and gurgling down the drain had the desired effect and he heard a solid stream of piss hitting the bowl under Mrs G’s legs.

Still Carol thought this was her chance. Her breathing was back close to normal. The voice of reason in her head was starting to reassert control. That was until she looked up. Ramon was still directly in front of her. His hands poised on the knot holding the towel in place around his waist. Her gaze drifted higher to the young man’s face. He was smiling down at her.

“This is what you’ve been wanting to see isn’t it?” As he spoke he flicked the knot and the towel began to drop to the floor.

Carol tried desperately to catch it so she could hold it up. She was too slow. Her fingers missed and instead closed around the thick brown cock hanging only inches from her face. Before she could release it Ramon’s own hand covered hers. He began moving her hand slowly up and down along its length. The voice of reason began retreating in her head. Her finger barely touched her thumb on the other side such was the girth of the cock before her. The foreskin moved back and forth exposing the plump head that was leaking copious amounts of precum.

“Is it everything you thought it would be?” Ramon asked.

Mrs G didn’t reply. She looked up and he could see the consternation on her face. He took his hand off hers and was very happy when it kept moving of it’s own accord. Inching forward Ramon wanted to ensure that Mrs G’s field of vision was filled with nothing but his cock. It also allowed him to reach down and resume his exploration of her breasts. When his fingers found her nipple again Mrs G’s mouth opened and she sighed. Ramon closed the gap so now the head of his dick brushed his girlfriend’s mother’s lips.

“Come on, taste it. You know you want to.”

The sight and smell of Ramon’s cock just millimetres from her lips was intoxicating. Any second thoughts about what was about to occur had been banished. When Ramon suggested she suck his dick it simply reinforced what was already going to happen. Carol was going to do whatever her young lover wanted. The only aim now was to get the same treatment her daughter experienced a week ago.

Carol pressed her lips against the fully exposed head. While she continued to work her hand back and forth as she slurped up the young man’s essence. Now it was Ramon’s turn to groan. Spurred on by his reaction Carol began running her tongue along the full length of his shaft. When she was satisfied she’s covered every inch Carol returned to the head. Opening her mouth wide she worked as much of the Ramon’s cock in as she could.

“Fuck yeah Mrs G,” Ramon’s hands went to the back of her head.

He held her head loosely at first. Letting Carol dictate the depth and encouraging her to get into a slow rhythm. As his excitement grew so did the force. Ramon began exploring just how deep he could go. Luckily for him she loved cock as much as her daughter. Even though she gagged occasionally Carol always came back for more. So much so that when he decided to change position she looked up in alarm and disappointment as he stepped back.

“Don’t worry. It will be back inside you soon enough.”

Hoisting Carol to her feet Ramon twisted her around and bent her over the vanity. He swung in behind her guiding his cock up between her legs.

“Just go slow,” she said as she bent over further and widened her stance. “You’re a lot bigger…oh god… so much bigger then I’m used to.”

“Don’t worry Mrs G. You’ll be taking it like Shelby in no time at all.”

The mention of her daughters name stung Carol but as her lover was at that moment pressing his cock against her wet pussy it soon faded. It took a couple of attempts. In the end she had to hold Ramon’s dick at the right spot as it stretched her to stop it slipping off to the side.

“Oh god that is so big.” Carol repeated as her pussy opened enough to let the head in. “So big…”

Ramon tried to force more inside but Carol reached back putting her hand on his abdomen to stop him.

“Wait, wait, let me do it.”

Carol kept her hand on the young man as she began working her hips while edging back and forth. As wet as she was it still hurt a little. When she was more accustomed to his size her movements became more deliberate. Carol took her hand off Ramon and braced herself against the sink.

“Okay you can go now… just not all the way, I’m not ready for that.”

Ramon was in heaven. The first time Shelby invited him home he later told his father how hot Mrs G was. Now he was her. As she had requested he started slow and didn’t push too hard. He’d had plenty of experience in his short life of women who found his appendage too much. That was part of the attraction with Mrs G’s daughter. Shelby had taken his full length the second time he’d fucked her. Some girls were just built for big cock. It surprised him Mrs G wasn’t like Shelby although he suspected she could be. It’s just she was out of practice.

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