The GILF Next Door: 3 Sexy Stories of Experienced Older Women

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I was working on a project when something caught my attention. I looked out the window and saw Babs doing some yard work behind her house. She was wearing another terry cloth outfit, electric blue this time. Her top was more of a tube top, exposing her flat tummy. Pretty impressive, given that she had birthed 3 children. The shorts were tighter than the outfit she wore when we met, and they were a lot shorter, to boot. She was able to bend over and pull weeds without bending her knees. This caused her shorts to ride up and display most of her ass.

Babs had cooked one hell of a meal. After dinner, Barbara's sons had to leave so I stayed to help clean up. I started with the dishes while she helped Ted get in bed.

I was sitting on the couch thinking two things: wondering what the hell I'd gotten myself into, when the doorbell rang. Frankly, I wasn't able to think straight. Another part of my brain kept thinking about seeing what was underneath the terry cloth. I was semi-stiff at this point. She introduced herself as Barbara. She and her husband Ted lived next door. I told her my name was Bobby. She was carrying a plate of food and explained that she figured that since I had just moved in, wouldn't have anything to eat. Between her hands guiding me and following her breathing and moaning I soon figured out what pleasured her. Soon, Babs screamed with her first orgasm! I was rather proud as I had never gotten a girl off orally. So, I figured I'd keep going. Ready to go again, she mounted me like a cowgirl. Between her juice and my cum, Babs' pussy was a sloppy mess.

Well, damn! I didn't think she was that old, almost 40 years than me! Based on her personality and her figure, I didn't think the age difference was that great! Only her gray hair hinted at her age. I started to feel a bit guilty about the thoughts I was having, which only made my nether regions tingle more. Her outfit certainly wasn't helping, either! I fell on the bed beside her as we caught ourselves. The room smelled completely of sex. I was in heaven!

Towards the end of summer, Ted's condition worsened and he was finally confined to a wheelchair. I helped carry him up a few times but it was obvious we needed to build a ramp. With that, she bent over sideways and took me in her mouth. I'd had a few blow jobs before but Babs' mouth felt like a pussy! Had it been one of my friends, they would have simply barged right in so I figured it was the Welcome Wagon lady stopping by to welcome me to the neighborhood. I had just finished with the dishes when Babs walked in the kitchen. She had changed into one of her terry cloth outfits but I noticed that her breasts sat lower than normal. As a bonus, she was showing off her lovely cleavage, more than normal, too! I blushed again and looked at her. Her shirt had slid down a bit, showing a bit of cleavage. I wondered if she had pulled it down on purpose. I certainly hoped so.