Honey Buns

>I can get a bit. . . stressed
>and it is perfectly normal for a woman like me to get stressed
>Behind the scars and motherly wisdom I am still a woman after all
>a woman with needs
>Sadly its difficult to find a young, strapping buck to fulfill those needs
>i wont pretend im the same spry golden bunny i used to be
>Thankfully there is a solution. Some boys can get past the scars
> three young bucks call in need of a mother's touch
>I arrive in my good coat. Michael was kinda enough to replace my old one last winter
>I made sure to reward him for being such a good boy, but that's not what i should be thinking about
>I decline the brown buck's money and firmly remind him i am not a harlot.
>we are adults with needs, although these men are at least in their twenties. He apologizes and we begin
>I remove my coat. Now I may not seem like it but i like to dress for the occasion.
>Foxglove was kind enough to help me with this ensemble
>A deep, red and silken bustier that highlights my assets.A pair of stockings attacked to garterbelts.
>All vaguely hidden under a dark, transparent slip that outlines my curvy silhouette
>Two of the boys practically bowl over eac other. I'd be proud of myself if they weren't so rude about their turn
>i habe them drop their pants. I take both their lengths in my hand but not before the third young man offers me a pillow to kneel on
>I thank the young gentlemen and then tend to these two eager boys
>i make sure to give them each slow, heavy strokes. I smile as they moan in pleasure it's good to know i havent lost my touch
>I massage the testicles of one of the boys while i slip my mouth over the hot, firm flesh of the other.
>I wrap my tongue around his cock and bob my head slowly, picking up pace as i go
>"F-fuck!" one of them says. I immediately pop him out of my mouth and give him a proper scolding
>He says hes sorry but a proper punishment is in order

>I ignore his whining and turn my full attention to the other Buck.
>With his head in my mouth i take him fully inside of me, tasking the heavy, sweaty flavors of his manhood as i fit him into my throat
>The look on his face says it all
>Unfortunately his lack of experiance bleeds through. Without so much as a warning he rudely takes my ears and roughly pulls my head deep into his musky crotch
>He finishes before collapsing to the ground. I spit his juice out in disgust, Seems like i wont get to enjoy myself tonight
>I lazily pump the other off and before long he finishes all too soon before leaving for a cigarette
>In my disappointment i cant help but remember the third young man
>i find him in the kitchen making coffee of all things. He offers me a cup
>We drink coffee and have a little conversation
>Apparently he is far to nervous to indulge himself and found it weird his roommates wanted him involved
>i understand how awkward it must of been, and voice my disappointment with to nights performance
>He offers to try and give me a proper rutting but insists we go to the bedroom
>His room is quite well kept for some one his age. A few childish collectibles here and there but aside from that it seems very mature
>I move in and take his zipper in my mouth but the young gentlemen stops me
>"Ladies first," he says pulling me up with a surprising amount of strength an hoisting me over his shoulder
>i protest, the poor thing may throw his back out but he simply sets me on the dresser and parts my legs
>He explains he is a little rusty and to give his ears a good tug if he does something wrong
>I expect him to dive in like a sloppy eater but he gives me a long, dare i even say loving lick
>I brace myself against the dresser as he eats from my honey pot stopping only to blow a cool, refreshing breeze over my mound
>I mound loudly, his dexterous tongue flicks over my winking sex and traces it oh so teasingly
>I tug on his ears and demand he go faster
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>Where did he learn to be such a experienced eater?
>I shiver in delight and tug harder. He nips on my tender flesh, his cold nose brushing near. This feeling is heaven
>I Finish sooner than i'd like to admit. Embarrassed as my nectar gushes free onto his face
>he wipes himself with a sleeve and grins. I grab him by his tie and pull him close for a kiss
> I break away and savor the combination of my own honey and his saliva and tell him firmly
>"Get to bed, mommy will tuck you in."
>He does what he is told. Such a good boy
>I straddle him, lowering myself inch by inch slowly engulfing his manhood into my folds
>He grunts and i comment how big and strong his cock is and buck downwards
>the bed springs back up and my supple rear slaps against his thighs. Such a satisfying smack
>In the throws of passion I shout out my love for him. And in that moment i truly did
>This time he overtakes me, flinging me onto my back and assailing me with a barbaric display of passion
>Such a naughty boy i whisper into his ear, giving them a healthy tug
>By the time we finished the bed, his shirt, my lingerie. All soaked in our fluids.
>It;s also morning.I had best get home and open the restaurant
>He offers to drive me home and i accept with a kiss. Such a gentlemen. i wouldn't mind keeping him around