Me & Mrs. Robinson

Me And Mrs. Robinson

We all love babes and especially those who don’t have husbands or boyfriends. But there are married women who are so unbelievable beautiful that you just need to try her if she ever gives you the chance.

I got the chance with Mrs. Robinson and it doesn’t seem to stop. She’s 42 years old but she has a body of a fit 24 year old goddess. I’m gonna tell you all about it.

Real life story by
Mark H

Okay let me tell you a bit about this…

I have known her for my entire life. In the beginning as my babysitter (she needed to make some money before going to university) but later on just as a normal friend of the family and especially my mother. She’s quite older than me but you really can’t tell she’s 42. It’s only because I’ve known her my entire life I believe it.

Anyway, the first time I started dreaming about her was when I was around 16. I was just hanging out in the garden when she just stopped by one day. My parents wasn’t home and she only had a tiny top on and tight short jeans. I’m not sure if she thought about it but when she hugged me in the garden she pushed my head between her breasts and I had NEVER tried that before. For a 16 year old boy that is something you never forget. I still remember the feeling till this day.

She took off again and I was left with Playboy and the sweet memories of her.

A couple of years went on and I actually only saw her a few times. I got a girlfriend when I was 17 and that lasted a year. One day my mother asked me to help her by heading over to Mrs. Robinson with something in a plastic bag. My girlfriend had dumped me that same day so I wasn’t in the mood for doing anything but I got on my bike and went to her house.

I went up to the door and started knocking. Apparently a bit too hard because I could hear she ran to the door and yelled “WHAT?” when she opened it. “sorry didn’t mean to kick the door in” I said. She laughed and said “it’s okay, come on inside”.

I decided to tell her what was wrong and told her about the girlfriend who had kicked me out. I quickly found the same spot in the sofa I always sat in when I was there with my family. I really felt like shit and she could see I wasn’t in the mood for talking about it. So she gave me the biggest hug and didn’t let go again. She said “you know you can always come to me if you are sad?”. Of course I knew that but that wasn’t the biggest problem right now. My dick started growing in my pants because I had a big boob on both sides of my arm and it was the greatest feeling ever.

I knew this would end with a big explosion if I didn’t do something so I quickly got off the sofa and said “can I take a glass of water?”. “Sure” she said and I almost ran so fast to the kitchen that I forgot to stop. My dick was pumping in my shorts (shorts are not built to cover hard-ons) and I didn’t know what to do. “Hang on, I’ll come help you” she yelled from the livingroom. Just what I needed, a goddess to stand next to me while my dick was so hard it could raise a bridge.

She took the cup and gave it to me and looked straight into my eyes and I got completely red in the face. It was like I was going to die. I started filling water into the cup but suddenly she put a hand on my dick. “What if I help you if you’re so sad? -I don’t want you to go home and feel sad”.

She got behind me but didn’t let go of my dick. She was holding it outside the shorts and I could have exploded any second but she knew what she was doing. She slowly started playing with my dick. Not too hard, back and forward, back and forward. Then she whispered in my ear “put your hands on the table and spread your legs”. I could feel her right hand work its way over my dick, she played a bit with the head and moved on to my balls. She took my balls in her hand and gently squeezed them while moaning a bit in my ear.

I could hear she enjoyed it because she started breathing quite hard and loud. She kept her right hand on my balls while she started masturbating my dick with her left hand. Suddenly she pulled down my shorts so the only thing I had on was a white t-shirt. She masturbated my cock faster and faster and I could feel it pumping hard in my dick. I kicked my shorts far away because I didn’t wanna blow sperm all over them and then having to sneak in when I got home so no one could see what I had been up to.

“Spread your legs more” she said. She now had her right hand on my cock, still while standing behind me. She started kissing my neck and my cock was dangerously close to the point of no return. She pushed me closer to the table and whispered “cum in my hand”. She was now masturbating my cock so fast I couldn’t do anything. My cock exploded like never before and my knees couldn’t carry me anymore. I fell down on the floor and I still don’t know what went on during those 3-4 seconds. When I woke up she was laying next to me on the floor, still masturbating my cock. Gently moving her hand back and forward while the last sperm came out of it. Her hand was covered with sperm but she didn’t care. She kissed me and said “still sad?”.

“NO!!!” I said and she laughed out loud.

Sorry if there are a lot of typos in my real life story. I’m in an airport right now, on my way home. I think I’m going to stop by Mrs. Robinson tonight and see if she wants to go for a walk. I haven’t fucked her in the park yet but maybe tonight?

Story written by Mark H