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Cutie to Cumslut
🕑 Added 2024-08-01 12:54:16 +0000 UTC“Such a big man deserves a little relief…” Chloe cooed softly into his ear. Her hand rubbing his chest under the sheets. “You've been working so hard to take care of me, now it's my turn!”
She slipped her hand down his pants. That aching feeling of needing to be filled taking over her as she got closer to her prize. She was too shy to admit it, but she needed this as much as he did. Maybe more.
Instead of finding the hard, 7” cock that had filled her to perfection so many times, she found him still limp. Not even a little hard after she'd spent the entire evening teasing him and building to this moment.
“Fuck, I'm sorry babe.” George practically yawned the words out. Already drifting to sleep after just getting into bed. “Work’s been so tiring lately.”
He gently moved her hand out of his pants, and planted a kiss on her forehead. Rolling over so she could spoon with him, like they did every night.
“Tomorrow… okay….” He mumbled. Sleep taking its hold on him.
“Yeah. Tomorrow.” Chloe suppressed a sigh and took her place beside him. That burning need still gnawing at her. A constant heat that her fingers couldn't quite satisfy.
It'd been weeks since they'd made love. George kept blaming work. Saying he was too tired for it. But these long hours weren't anything new. They hadn't stopped him before.
Was she the problem?
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“Bye honey! Have a great day!”
Chloe kissed George goodbye as he walked out the door, munching on a piece of toast he didn't have time to finish.
She wished he let her make more elaborate breakfasts for him. Something warm, delicious and home made that would leave him full of energy for the day! But George wasn't a morning person like her. He liked to sleep in as much as he could, leaving little time for breakfast to be anything more than an afterthought.
Alone in the apartment again, she slunk down on the couch. Watching the rising sun out of their balcony windows
After five years together, had things finally become stale? Chloe picked herself up and walked over to the floor mirror, checking herself out.
Standing at 5’ 7”, she wondered if she'd put on too much weight? Her hips were wider than they'd been back in her mid twenties. Her thighs becoming especially thick and plump as of late.
She wore nylon yoga shorts she'd owned for a few years, and the material stretched to contain her. The contours of her perky bubble butt so clearly visible she might as well have been wearing nothing at all. Sliding then down she revealed her smooth, fat pussy lips. Freshly shaved in anticipation of last night… She knew the tight shorts tended to ride up and give her a massive, obvious camel toe, but when she didn't do anything all day it didn't really matter.
Was it her boobs he was losing interest in? As her hips had become wider, so too had her tits filled out. The plump bundles of joy growing to a G cup. Her sensitive, soft pink nipples jewels at the centre of her milky pale. Craving to be sucked on or pulled at, just as desperately as her pussy begged her to get filled.
She looked herself in the eyes. Big, expressive and a shade of blue that sparkled in the morning light. She worked hard to keep her creamy skin flawless, long flowing light brown hair styled to perfectly frame her face.
No. It couldn't be anything physical. She knew she was everything her man wanted in a woman.
Then… was it her personality? Was she too boring, too vanilla for him? He'd wanted to add a bit more kink into the bedroom years back, but she'd been too scared to try. Too shy to imagine herself doing the things he wanted to try. She worried she'd be a disappointment. That any experiments would just be solid proof she couldn't be who he wanted her to be in bed.
Had that been a mistake? A let down to George that he was still feeling now?
A kick at the door jolted Chloe back to reality. She knew who it was just from the sound. The slow, steady knocking of their neighbour, John.
“Hi hi! I'll be right there!”
Chloe skipped over to open the door for John. Having the old man over always put her in a good mood! It got lonely spending most of her days at home, so having a man she could dote upon brightened her day,
“Hiya John! Here for some tea? Oh and thanks for helping out with that drain yesterday! She's been perfect since you got your hands on it.”
Chloe hugged the man to welcome him in. Wrapping her arms around his body that was still firm despite his age. He was maybe 60 or 70, but still had the energy of a twenty year old. His grey hair and wrinkles the only give away for his age. A nice enough looker now, and still cocky as ever, she knew he would have been a big hit with the ladies in his prime.
John had started coming over a while back, when George was working late and Chloe made too much for dinner. She thought it'd be a nice thing to do, inviting the lonely old man over. Ever since then he'd come round to help her around the house, or just to enjoy her company.
“It's a man's pleasure to clean a woman's pipes.” John gave her that old fox girl, and then lowered his eyes. His tongue rolling over his crusted lips. “Is this a thank you for me then?”
Chloe stood stumped at what he meant for a moment. Confused by what he meant until the old man reached his hand out. His wrinkled fingers pressing hard into the soft smooth freshly shaved flesh right above her pussy. This meaty thumb brushing against her clit as the old man copped a feel of her.
“Oohhhmygaud! I'm so sorry mister!” Chloe's pale face burned red with embarrassment. She'd been focusing so much on working out George’s issue, she forgot to pull them back up!
“Hehe, S'alright Missy.” John flicked a finger down the length of her smooth, thick pussy lips, before bringing the finger up to his face to smell. “Ya'know. Girls back in my day didn't shave like you young girls do. Makes me wish I was a young man again!”
John tended to be a bit of a handsy guy, but today he seemed a bit more energised. As Chloe pulled her shorts back up, she could see the growing tent in his pants. The embarrassment of it made her blush harder, but she could hardly blame the man. It was a natural reaction…. One she wished George would share…
“I, I'm really sorry John! Let's just forget it ever happened! ‘Kay?”
She walked into the kitchen to prepare their tea as the old man settled in. The tent in his pants only getting bigger as he watched the cutesy housewife pour his drink. Seeing it, after feeling his strong hands on her… she couldn't help but rub her thick thighs together. That itching need to be filled a constant noise that was only getting louder.
“Course M’lady. But just one question first. Judging from the smell, I'd say I interrupted something.”
Chloe's hand shook as she poured out their tea. Dying inside. She couldn't believe her nice old neighbour was going to think she was some kind of pervert. It didn't help that she felt like one right now. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second as he watched her work. God she wished George would come home early today….
“I wasn't-”
“S'alright. Really. What you do with your alone time is none of my business. Hehe. But if I may ask, what's a pretty young thing like yourself doing, ‘helping’ herself out? Where's that big strong man of yours?”
As Chloe plated their cups onto a serving tray, she had an idea. A way to find out about John's problem, and in turn fix hers.
“He's umm… he's been a bit tired after work lately…” She admitted. Bringing the drinks over to him and sitting besides the old man. “But actually… I think I'm the problem…”
“Now don't talk like that.” He put his hand over her shoulder. Pulling her into a half hug. “A girl as fine as you ain’t ever a problem.”
She felt relaxed with the old man, safe. Even if he did smell a little. Probably forgot to shower again today. She knew he hated having to shower at all.
“It's just… I know he had a few girlfriend's before me, but he was my first! Next to all those girls in bed, I've got nothing!”
“Don't be selling yourself short.”
“Could you…. Could you give me some tips?” She leaned a little closer to him. Putting on her cutest look with her big blue eyes and leaning forward enough to show off her cleavage. A dirty trick, but she really needed some guidance from an experienced man!
“Mmmhhhmmm…. I can think of one tip to give ya.” Her plan worked a little too well. John stared deep into her cleavage and felt confident enough to put his hand on one. Squeezing her large soft tits with his hard wrinkled grip.
She knew she should stop him… but it felt kinda good… and, and she needed his advice! Yeah… George wouldn't need to know about a simple touch… it was for his benefit anyways…
“So then… you'll teach me?” The room was starting to feel a lot hotter with the run rising. “Teach me how to satisfy a man?”
“Hmm hmmm hmmmm… for you my sweet angel?” John's thumb flicked her hard nipples over the tip of her clothes. Her whole body shuttering just from the touch of it. He smiled a hungry smile. A big bad wolf all alone with his prey.”
“For you sweet thing, anything.”
Comments
northdrop
Love that you’re getting commissioned works! This poor lady just wants to please her husband; surely nothing could possibly go wrong with this arrangement :p
TriangleToast
Another start to a commissioned work! Really thankful for all of you guys support!! Hope everybody enjoys this one!
