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It was a year or more since my divorce. I had just turned fifty and was thoroughly enjoying my newfound sexual freedom. I had engaged in numerous dalliances but nothing really spectacular unless you count Shane’s occasional visits from Europe (see my previous story Surrender). At the risk of sounding like a sexual predator, with the notable exception of Shane the men my age simply weren’t up to the task; not physically fit enough, not confident enough, not in control of their bodies if you know what I mean. Mostly disappointing.Then I met Marcus. He was the butcher and local Giant Food grocery store nearby where I live. I was never really attracted to black guys per se but there was something about Marcus that turned me on the very first time that I saw him. He was about 6’1” with short dreadlocks and was powerfully built. I estimated that he was in his early forties. He had broad shoulders, a flat stomach, and a narrow waist. His exposed forearms were sinewy and the product of many hours butchering sides of beef. He had large hands but I could see as he prepared my order that they were at the same time skillful and gentle.He moved with the grace and strength of an elite athlete. Then he stepped from behind the counter and I caught sight of the rest of him, especially his muscular thighs and the huge bulge in the front of his chinos. He caught me staring and smiled. I blushed, knowing that I’d been caught. I paid for the meat, turned, and quickly left. I could feel his eyes on my swaying hips as I sauntered out and it turned me on. I was thinking about our brief encounter all the way home. When I got home I quickly changed to go out to dinner with a friend. Kartal Escort When I peeled off my panties I noticed that the crotch was wet with the sticky residue of my female arousal. I threw them in the hamper.I was curious about Marcus and very horny at the same time. And honestly, I asked myself what I had to lose. I just needed to invent an excuse to get this man into my bed. Nothing too sophisticated. I slowly hatched a plan. I would place an order that I knew would require special preparation. And one that would require delivery. I was confident that he’d figure out the rest.I called in to place an order for stuffed veal escalopes. That should do the trick. In a stroke of lunch, Marcus answered the phone. He took down the order.“I have a dinner party tonight Marcus,” I lied. “When will it be ready?”“I’ll have to prepare this today Margot, but it will be ready this afternoon when I get off work,” he offered. “Around four o’clock if that’s okay?”Time to spring that trap. “I’ll be pretty busy getting ready, is there any chance you could, maybe drop it by? I’m just around the corner.” I blushed, hoping that I had not been too forward.“Sure,” he said. “I’ll drop it off around four o’clock.” His voice betrayed no knowledge of the seduction that he was unwittingly the target of.I didn’t want to scare him off so I dressed in a pair of jeans. I put on a simple white blouse with the top three buttons unbuttoned. And no bra. Any ambiguity in my intentions would surely be removed when he saw my ample 36D tits. I had been blessed with very large aerolas, and my nipples stood out prominently when aroused as I very much was at that Kartal Escort Bayan moment.Four o’clock came and the doorbell rang.“Good afternoon Margot,” he purred (or was it just me). I took the package, and thanked him. I could see that my charms were having their intended effect. No more need to play games. My heart was beating through my chest.“Care for a cold beer?” I asked him. He quickly accepted and I invited him inside. I fetched him a beer and gave him the obligatory tour. He paused in front of my bedroom. “And this must be where the action happens.”I was taken aback by his directness but quickly recovered and closed the short distance between us, threw my arms around his neck, and embraced him in a long sensual kiss. He responded in kind and we were soon groping each other passionately.I broke our embrace and dragged him into my bedroom. I fell to my knees and, unfastening his belt, pulled his chinos down around his ankles. I could see the enormous bulge of his cock through his briefs. I buried my face in his crotch inhaling and savoring his masculine smell, but unable to restrain my desire I quickly pulled his briefs down and his cock sprung free. I noticed a slimy snail trail of pre-cum in his briefs which confirmed my suspicion that he had been onto my plan of seduction from the beginning. I guess I wasn’t very subtle after all.I grasped it at the base and lowered my lips to the tip, swirling my tongue around the head. It was by far the thickest cock I had ever laid eyes on and I wondered how I was going to get it into my mouth. I’m proud of my deep-throating skills but attempting that feat with this Escort Kartal monster was out of the question. I worked my mouth up and down on his cock flipping my tongue across the tip to taste the saltiness of his pre-cum. I could tell by the way he was moving his hips that he was clearly getting into what I was doing. I reached around and put both of my hands on his ass cheeks and I heard him half grunt and half moan in approval. I really had to make a concerted effort to suppress my gag reflex.As much as I was enjoying pleasuring him with my mouth, I was desperate to get his cock in my aching cunt. I quickly stripped off my clothes and laid back on the bed. I spread my legs wide. My knees were bent and my sopping pussy was exposed. I’m sure that he could literally smell my arousal.He kicked off the trousers around his ankles and stood naked in front of me his massive cock gently throbbing with his heartbeat. He slowly climbed onto the bed and positioned his heavy fuck machinery, placing the bulbous head of his enormous cock at the entrance to my pussy. I involuntarily spread my legs further and positioned my hips to accommodate him. I took the initiative. Grasping his cock in my hand I rubbed it up and down the length of my slit spreading my juices and lubricating his manhood, preparing myself for what was to come. I had given birth to two children but I was still a little nervous. I did not want to disappoint.My pussy juice was everywhere, such was my level of arousal. His cock made a sticky smacking sound as I moved it in a circular motion around my labia. I felt like I was rubbing the end of a rubbery baseball bat against my engorged flesh.I was literally trembling with excitement and anticipation. My breasts heaved and my areolas were puffy and crimson. My nipples were fully erect and jutting out. Marcus lowered his lips to my breasts and gently sucked one of them, flicking his tongue back and forth over the nipple and driving me crazy with desire.