Going back to the dating scene is a hard thing to wrap someone’s head around. Getting that feeling that you haven’t felt for a long time. The bigger the gap, the bigger those feelings start to be–and being on the hook-up scene after a 20-year relationship with your high school sweetheart would take the cake—that’s what Tori is feeling right now. Sure, she’s single, and the kids are old enough that she can have a social life again without worrying about the babysitter.

She laughs and is a little bit cheeky with her friends. Some are single men (but both parties know nothing is going to happen). Women who are a little bit of a stereotype, wanting to know all of the gossip. Tori joins in the conversation but doesn't feel like she can be herself, knowing the dirty things that she wants to say. Worry about her friends acting like parents. Make a dick joke, “Tori, act your age”

She had enough of them for a little bit. Loves them, but just needs a break. There’s a bit of wine in her glass, and she drinks the whole glass in one go. Excuses herself and walks towards the corner.

She asks for another glass and the bartender goes away to do that for her. While she’s waiting, a young man. Looks like he’s in his early to mid 20s and confronts her. Not in an asshole-in-the-bar way, but just saying hi to strangers.

Tori, firstly, brushes the whole thing off: a “hi there” from him = a simple nod, but the more he talks, the more she listens. He seems to be more mature for his age, like he’s her age inside his current age body, which makes her start having a conversation with him. Of course, the question had to come up: “Why are you talking to me? I’m old enough to be your mother”, but he replies with “I always get along with people who are older than my own age. Old soul. I don’t think I know how to talk to people my own age. Plus I was like, who is this hot chick”

Hearing him calling her hot was shocking. In her mind, her body was shagging her face and boobs. Maybe it's just tonight’s make-up that comes across as not. Maybe he’s drunk, but then the most forward thing he said to her happened. “What are your plans tonight beyond here?” she replies. “Nothing, really”. “Well, do you want to get an Uber and come with me?” he says with those fuck me eyes. She knows what he was talking about - her brain going through her mind. Should she? Is he like 20-something? Do I want to–

To keep it short - she says yes, but they didn’t go to the house or unit or whatever. They parked at the side of the road. In his car. Him in the driver's seat, and her passenger’s. Making out heavy. Lips touching each other. Tongues looping around. His hand touches her cheek, but he moves in down. Sliding down between her cleavage and placing it underneath the dress. Grabbing, squeezing one of her breasts.

You know that feeling of when you are watching two people kissing for what feels like hours. And you’re like, “Are they going to breathe? You know, come out for air.” That’s what’s going on here. Oh-he pulls the fabric across and mouths the same boob. Sucking the nip. Circling with his tongue with the odd, gentle bite.

She pulls him back a bit and unzips his blue jeans. Whipping out his nice, thick cock and placing her mouth onto it. The feeling of her lips makes him moan in seconds. It feels so good. Pervy over her body. Sliding the bottom of her dress to see her ass, which makes him want to ask.

“Do you like to be spanked?”

“Uh-huh.” Then he spanks her, first gentle, but with every spank. He gets harder and harder, and her cheeks become redder and redder. Then follows with another question, “Can I fuck your throat?” Once again, from her “Uh-huh,” and he does. Just pounding his hard cock into her mouth. Making him moan louder because of how good it feels. To the point that she finally came out for air. He shouted, “FUCK!”

She throws a suggestion - “Let's go outside”

Tori is sitting at the front of the car, and he is standing in front of her. Does he care that she is rocking a brush? Nope. Because he’s going down and licking her pussy like he hasn’t drunk water for 3 days, but he’s good with his skills. Making her bend back. She moans and becomes louder and louder. Reaching her first climax for the night. She softly says, “Fuck me please”

He got back onto his feet and pulled her closer to him. He inserted his rock hard cock inside of her and began to fuck her hard. Now Tori here hasn’t had much experience with dicks outside of her husband, who was–fine in bed, but THIS was a whole new thing for her.

The two of them are not holding back on how good each other feels. They don’t care if someone can hear them or drive past and see them. It feels that fucking good.

Her tits giggling, sometimes flying into her face. Watching him thrusting into her. Hard and fast. Pounding. Looking at his average chest. She'd be glad she made this choice because she’s about to reach Climax number 2, and she can feel it. She can see it on his face. He's ready to cum.

It's building, building, building until–they both cum at the same time. She creampie his cock while he creampie her pussy.

Both of them are recovering from the intense sex that just happened, but he says to her.

“We better get back inside the car”

“Take me to your place”

She gives him a look of “Oh, this is only Round 1, buddy” - which we know he’s willing to give.