Cream Park
I was sitting in my room, scrolling through my phone feed, when I came across Katya's profile on a dating site. Her photo immediately caught my attention: a blonde with blue eyes, petite, only 1.5 meters tall, but with a figure that couldn't leave anyone indifferent. Her large breasts and tempting ass were like a magnet, drawing my gaze. I read her description: "Looking for a real man." I was only 18, but I already knew what I wanted, and Katya seemed like the perfect candidate to fulfill my fantasies.
I wrote her a message, introduced myself, and we quickly hit it off. Katya was 35, but that only added to her
charm. She talked about her life, about how her husband, busy with work, hadn't paid her any attention for a long time, etc. I listened to her, imagining how I could change her life, at least for one evening.After a few days of chatting, I decided to invite her for a walk. I didn't have much money, so a summer evening in the park seemed like the perfect place for our first date. I had nowhere else to take her, and the park was the only option where we could be alone.
"Hi," I heard her voice as she approached me. Katya was even more attractive than in the photos. Her short dress accentuated all her assets, and her blue eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Hi, Katya," I replied, feeling my heart beat faster. We walked along the path, talking about trivial things, but I already knew this evening wouldn't end with just conversation. Next to me, Katya seemed simply tiny.
When we sat down on a bench, I felt the tension between us growing. Her scent, her closeness... It was already quite dark, and there were no people around; I couldn't hold back any longer. Leaning in, I gently kissed her on the lips. Katya returned the kiss, and I felt her body tense with desire.
My hands slid under her dress, and I began to caress her through her thin underwear. Her pussy was wet, and I knew she was ready. I started fingering her, feeling her moan with pleasure. Her large breasts bounced in rhythm with my movements, and I couldn't get enough of her body. Her pussy squelched with every movement of my fingers.
"Let's get out of here," she whispered, barely holding back her breath.
We moved deeper into the park, into a thicket where there were no streetlights, and stopped in the shadow of the trees. Katya knelt in front of me and began to unbutton my jeans. Her gaze was filled with thirst, and I knew she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
"Your cock is so big," she whispered, taking it in her hand. It was rock-hard from her touch.
Katya started sucking my cock, licking the head with her tongue, sucking it in, gagging on my size, bubbling through her nose. I closed my eyes in pleasure. Her mouth was warm and wet, and she did it so skillfully that within a few minutes, I felt an orgasm approaching.
"I'm going to cum soon," I groaned, but she only tightened her lips around my cock.
I pressed her head down and came abundantly in her mouth, releasing a three-day supply of semen. My cock throbbed for about 15 seconds, shooting more and more cum into her mouth, but she swallowed every drop without letting my cock out of her mouth. Her eyes were closed, and she savored every moment.
"Your turn," she whispered, getting to her feet.
Katya turned her back to me, lifting her dress and showing off her thick ass. I couldn't believe this woman, 17 years older than me, was ready to give herself to me, a teenager from just yesterday.
Hugging her large breasts from behind, with my other hand I started fingering her already wet pussy. Literally within a minute, my cock was rock-hard again.
I entered her from behind, feeling her tight pussy wrap around my cock. Her muffled moans filled the night, and I started fucking her with increasing force. Her large breasts bounced with each thrust, and I knew a real man hadn't taken her in a long time.
"Fuck me, fuck me harder," she moaned, and I did just that.
I fucked her for a long time, feeling each of her orgasms. Her body trembled with pleasure, and I knew she had gotten what she had been waiting for so long.
I took her without a condom, and as I approached ejaculation, I didn't even think about pulling out; that evening, Katya was only mine.
I growled, buried myself as deep as possible inside the woman, and released my cum into her, pulling her hair and covering her mouth.
Katya moaned, and my cock pulsed inside her. We stood there, embracing, until our heartbeats returned to normal.
"Thank you," she whispered, kissing my neck. "That was incredible."
I smiled, knowing that evening had changed everything.
She inserted a tampon, straightened her dress, wiped away the traces of cum and dirt from the tree, and we walked out onto the path and headed toward the park exit. I said goodbye to Katya at the subway and went home, while she went to her husband. I took Katya twice a week throughout the summer. I stopped masturbating at home and only came inside her, never receiving any protest. In September, I started college, found a steady girlfriend, and stopped meeting and communicating with Katya. Katya was childless and couldn't conceive with her husband, but our sessions of sex therapy weren't in vain. Closer to winter, she wrote to me that she was pregnant, and in the spring, she gave birth. Her husband never found out, and now he and Katya are happily raising my child.