A snack before your big date

Mr. Wood's big belly rises and falls with his breathing as he slowly recovers from your passionate lovemaking.

"So where are you going to take me?" You ask him.

You watch intently as your fingers tease around the shriveled head of his cock just barely peeking above his nest of gray pubic hair.

"Have you ever been to Vito's Steakhouse?" He looks over at you and you smile back.

"Nope," you reply, your finger teasing around and around the slippery head.

"It's mostly an older crowd," he chuckles. "Back in the day it was the place to be, but I guess these days it's people around my age. Great steaks though."

"Mmmm," you agree, only half listening.

"I know the owner so he always gets me the best table," Mr. Wood brags.

You roll onto your stomach and prop yourself up on your elbows to look at the older man. Your big breasts dangle against the rumpled comforter.

"So are you going to buy me a thick...juicy...piece of meat?" You joke.

"Oh, well, of course if that's what you want," he replies, apparently not getting the innuendo.

"Mmmmm, I love a nice piece of meat in my mouth," you stick your tongue through your teeth and grin.

"Let me just go take a shower and we can go," he starts to sit up but you put a hand on his pot belly.

"Could I have a snack before we go?" You ask and bite your lower lip. "I'm really hungry."

"Sure, if you want to just meet back-"

You pull yourself against him and engulf his whole cock in your warm mouth.

"Oh my god, Joy," he moans, "you're crazy."

"Mmmmhmmmm," you agree, sucking hard and stretching his flaccid prick with your locked lips.

"I don't think I can handle this again so soon," he protests.

You let his shriveled prick plop from your juicy lips and fall back into his pubic hair. You look sideways at him with a frown.

"Just lay back and let me have my snack," you warn him.

You lower your face back to his crotch. He smells and tastes of your mixed juices, a sweet and salty flavor that turns you on as you tongue-bathe his soft cock.

Mr. Wood shifts and pulls pillows behind his back so that he can watch you over the hillock of his stomach. Gentle kittenish lapping on his prick becomes a very wet sucking as his cock begins to reluctantly stiffen. In no time at all the older man's hard cock is buried between your soft lips as your head rises and falls on his slobbery shaft.

Your blowjob is slow and sensual, not the lusty sucking you gave him earlier. You want him to know you really enjoy worshipping his dick and you want him to feel appreciated. You make hungry slurping sounds as you suck up and down. You pull away to lick and suck his balls and run your tongue along the underside of his shaft, up to the tip, to trace around his fat cockhead and flick at the drooling hole.

You relax your throat and take him all the way in your mouth, massaging him by swallowing around his dick. He groans, but you don't let him cum yet. Each time you feel his prick swelling in your mouth you go back to licking his shaft or planting kisses on his hairy thighs. You move between his big legs and tease his cock with your tits. You engulf him in your cleavage and rock your breasts up and down on his shaft.

"Please," he finally begs, "I want to..."

You pop your lips free from the head of his cock and look up at him.

"I want you to," you say and plant a kiss on the head of his cock. "I won't stop this time."

You don't say anything else, you push his cock between your puckered lips and roll your tongue along the underside of his shaft. Your head works up and down on him and you feel him growing and swelling inside your mouth. The older man's hands rest gently on your shoulders.

He groans a bit and stiffens when he climaxes. He pumps a surprisingly heavy load of his hot sperm into your mouth and you suck to match the spasms that jerk his dick. Your hand gently squeezes his balls as he empties his load into your wet teenage mouth. You let him fill your mouth completely with his salty cream before you swallow.

You lick and suck and stroke, easing him down from his orgasm. When his shaft finally falls from your lips it is already soft again.

"Mmmm, thank you," you look up and wink at him.

He laughs, his face flushed with excitement.

"Any time," he finally manages and he strokes your cheek.

You kiss his palm and then sit up.

"Well, I guess I'd better get ready," you announce. "You're still taking me out, right?"

"Of course," he replies.

"Sweet," you bounce up from the bed, your big breasts jiggling. "I'll be back in an hour."

With that, you dress and leave Mr. Wood wondering how his 18 year old neighbor just rocked his world. You hurry back to your house to get ready for your big date.