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Many years ago when I was in my late teens and at college,
I had the dubious pleasure in trying to locate some cheap digs for myself.
As this was well before the days of the cell phones that every student
now seems to carry, finding the right type of accommodation involved
an extremely technical process mature
porn of wandering around on foot and ringing doorbells! I had been
traipsing around for days in the blistering heat of the mid-summer sunshine
and getting nowhere. All the decent rooms had already mature
sex been taken, and the ones that were left were either way too
expensive, or so horrible that I would not have been able to sleep for
nightmares.
Sitting in the student bar early one evening after another unsuccessful
day's searching, I was joined by my friend, Frank. We exchanged the
mature
fucking usual grunted greeting in that monosyllable language that
only other teenagers seem to be able to understand. Frank asked why
I looked so miserable, and I explained about my accommodation problem.
"Have you tried Beech Street yet?" He asked
"Shit, I dunno, I been mature
slut everywhere, man!" I replied into my almost flat beer.
"I heard that there's a pretty nice room going there. Number 27
I think. You should check it out."
Well, I didn't really feel like doing anything that evening mature
woman apart from getting well and truly loaded, but nonetheless,
I knew I had to go look.
7.30pm, saw me standing outside a large three story house and, thinking
how impressive it looked, I quickly rang the bell. The door was answered
by mature
gallery a middle aged woman with bleached blonde hair and a large
chest. After introducing myself and stating the reason why I was there,
the woman shocked the hell out of me by saying that the room was still
available. Mrs. Phillips or Gwen, as she insisted on being called, led
mature
amateur me up the steep stairs to the top floor. I couldn't believe
it. The room was huge. Tastefully furnished with a single bed against
one wall, plenty of closet space and a good sized desk with drawers
under the window. My elation faded as I realised that there was no way
that I would ever be mature
pussy able to afford the rent. Gwen noticed my head drop.
"What's the matter? Don't you like the room?"
"Oh god no! It's wonderful." I replied quickly. "But
I know it's gonna be way too much money for me."
"Well, you look like a nice boy. I like you already. What if mature
hardcore we said a hundred a month, could you afford that?"
I didn't know what to say. I'd been looking at tiny rooms in war zone
neighbourhoods that were more expensive than that!
"Wow! That would be great!" I cried mature
nude woman excitedly "I can't wait to move in!"
The deal was struck with a shaking of hands and me watching Gwen's chest
jiggle as she moved. I had to stop myself looking quickly. I had always
preferred the more 'mature' woman, but I sure wasn't going to blow the
chance of this room by letting her see me checking out her nice big
tits!
Two weeks had passed and I was thoroughly enjoying my new found accommodation.
It was such a treat to have the privacy of my own space after weeks
of crashing on other peoples floors. Gwen had really taken me in. She
was kind and friendly, a little mature
moms mumsy, I suppose, but I still found her full figure and heaving
bosom really sexy all the same. I had met Mr. Phillips once or twice
in the hall. He was much older than his wife. Gwen laughed and said
that I was unlikely to see much of him as he was for ever sat in front
of the TV! Although the house was large, there only appeared to be one
bathroom. This was mature
vs young located on the floor below mine where Gwen and her husband
had their bedroom.
I remember the day well. I had just finished a full day of classes and
had played an hour of basketball. I was tired, but I knew that I had
to complete an assignment that was due the following day. Deciding to
take a shower at home, I jumped on my bike and cycled mature
xxx the short distance to Beech Street. With my gym bag in my hand
I slowly trudged the two flights of stairs to the top floor and let
myself into my room. I grabbed a towel from the closet and, taking off
my shirt and shoes, sauntered back down the stairs to the bathroom.
As I got to the foot of the stairs and turned the corner, I bumped straight
into the ample figure of Gwen as she was coming out of the bathroom.
We were both surprised at the collision, and each took a step back apologising
to the other. I tried to say more but the words were stuck in my throat.
I could not take my eyes off the woman in front of me. Gwen had wrapped
a towel around herself, above the chest as women tend to do, but in
the collision, it had slipped down a little and her large, pendulous
left breast was now completely exposed. I gawked for several seconds,
feeling a rising tension building in my loins. I expected her to say
something or at least make a dash for her bedroom, but all the sexy
woman did was to smile sweetly at me and slowly tuck her beautiful tit
back under the towel. As she casually and unhurriedly made her way to
her room, I was left standing in the hallway with a massive erection.
The thoughts raced through my mind as I let the warm shower run over
my body. What the hell was all that about? I thought. The picture of
that superb breast haunted my mind for ages. It had been a good few
months since I got laid last and I knew that I wanted my landlady now
more than any teenage babe.
Sitting back at my desk and wearing only a pair of running shorts, I
opened my lap-top and tried to concentrate on my due assignment but
it was near impossible to focus myself. My head was filled with visions
of large breasts swinging invitingly in front of my face. I was just
about to give up and use my hand to relieve the tension in my balls,
when I heard a light tapping on the door.
"Are you decent?" I heard Gwen's voice inquire.
