1. Erotic Date


    Date: 4/11/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    Shelly glided into the room and sat down at the bar. Dance music filled the nightclub as she watched the young people lewdly gyrating on the dance floor. Disgusting, she thought as she ordered a whiskey sour contemplating her night. It has been a long time since she had accepted invitation to go out on a blind date. Ever since she broke up with her boyfriend, Shelly had kept to herself focusing on getting her life back. She feels free for the first time in two years. She spent her days at the gym flattening her stomach and toning her body. The curves of her hips and luscious breasts are not that of a 32-year-old and all the young men in the club notice her. Shelly is unlike any of the girls in the club. She is class. She is sophistication. " Excuse, me. Are you Shelly." She looks around expecting to see a young man, instead saw the chiseled face of a distinguished man. Dressed in a expensive dark suit, I sat next her, but I'm definitely in my early to mid-50's. " I'm John," I said. " Your friend Jamie thought we might be a good match. I don't usually go out on blind dates, but I'm glad I did." My eyes scanned her taut body. Shelly knew she had a great body and wanted to show her date that she is every bit as voluptuous as the pin-up girls on the dance floor. The dress fit her body like a glove accentuated her breasts and firm ass. Her long legs followed the slit up most of the dress before disappearing just before the waistline. " You look amazing," I said but the look on ...
    Shelly's face gave her away. " You weren't expecting someone as old as me were you." My chiseled looks matched my strong arms and she only surmised I hid a firm body under my clothes. I sat engaging in meaningless chitchat that all dates go through. Shelly caught me time and time again scanning her body and lingering at her chest. My arm gingerly touches hers and hers brush me sending a tingling between them both. I told a joke and Shelly noticed she laughed a little to much smiling. Oh my God, I'm flirting with him, she tells herself. As I talked, it started a tingle between her legs, as the night wore on she feels the dampness of her pussy. It throbbed every time my hand held her or when her leg would brush against my knee. She finds herself staring more and more into me and snatching glances at me especially my cock. It is hidden by my pants, but she can definitely make out a bulge that meant I'm as excited as her. " Would you like to dance," I said and pointed to the dance floor. The deep base thumping had temporarily given way to a softer more sensual tune that Shelly recognized from the radio. I hold her hand and led her out to the middle of the club. She is a vision of radiance among the rabble to young whores that frequent the clubs. Their only purpose was to use their body to get free drinks and a quick fuck before the night ended. I rested my arms around her waist pulling her closer to me. We held each other in a rhythmic embrace letting the notes flow over our bodies. ...
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