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The beauty of maturity Part 1 Fiction
Date: 10/16/2014, Categories: Mature, Voyeur, Author: xFreeWheelinx, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster
My eyes were closed as my mind wandered in an intense slumber, dreams of beautiful women, lewd interactions, and intense outcomes. My mind was that of heaven. I laid motionless in the covers of my bed, a small glint of a smile peeling across my face. My dream seemed more intense than what had seemed real. I could feel my hips moving in a consistent pattern. Something was swaying the reactions of my dreams. My body quickly reacted, my eyes opening as I awoke. My eyes were blurred from the intense light of the room, the door closed and locked, the window curtains wide open to let in fresh light. I lived alone but had only offered a key to one individual. A beautiful mature woman. We had met within a bustling bar, the music loud, and the air filled with the scent of passion. I could feel my own sexual desires taking hold of my consciousness, it was truly intoxicating. So I entered the dance floor where beautiful young women danced to the rhythm of the song but my eyes were quickly averted from the crowd and settled on the maturity of woman, the true sense of the word. A short, blond woman walked into the bar, her breasts full and her tight behind teasing by the length of her dress. My heart raced as I walked forward, slightly intoxicated and likely too confident for my own good. "Hello!" I shouted over the loud music, leaning against the bar she was at. She looked my in the eyes, grinning but quickly looked away. "Can I buy you a drink?" I inquired. She turned her head and ...