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The Kaapschehoop encounter

"After it was all done it felt like a dream, and I wasn’t sure it really happened"

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This happened last week and I’m still in disbelief if it really happened.

I had a quiet day and decided to take a drive up to Kaapschehoop and enjoy the quiet a week day up there would present me. When I got up there it was like a ghost town. Only a few locals about. I parked in front of one of the quaint restaurants, went inside and ordered a coffee and a plate of chips.

After I was done I decided to take the hike out to the peninsula edge as the weather was mint. On the way up I passed an older woman, I guess in her late 50s maybe. She looked very good for her age, and I couldn’t help but notice her ample breasts. We passed each other, greeted, and smiled.

Around 5 steps past her, I turned for a second glance. She did the exact same thing, and when our eyes met she blew me a kiss. We both stopped, and there was a bit of an awkwardness before she more said, than asked “I look like I like older women”.

I said absolutely yes, I love older women. We both walked closer, she took my hand and we walked in between the rocks, off of the trail.She pushed me up against a rock and we started kissing while our hands started exploring each other’s bodies. I was rock hard, so horny by that time, I pushed my dick against her pussy. She grind-ed into me. I knew then it was over. There was no stopping this. I lifted her shirt and bra over her tits, started fondling them. When I went down to suck her nipples she started moaning and shaking.

My hand was fingering her pussy over her pants, and the next moment she loosened her pants, she took my hands and placed it inside her panty. She was smooth, and dripping wet. I found her clit with my middle finger, within 30 seconds she was orgasmic. So loud, I was afraid someone would hear us. I had to hold her upright as her legs were shaking.

She continued to turned me around, pulled my pants down, dropped to her knees. This woman could suck a dick, that is for certain. Sucking my ball sack, licking my shaft, all the way, almost to my ass. I told her I was close to cumming, so she let up and told me to fuck her. I pulled her pants down all the way to her ankles, turned her around so she was bent over the rock I had been leaning against. I slid my dick up and down her soaking pussy a few times. She was moaning and pushing her ass out against me. I slid my dick in balls deep in one motion. Her legs started trembling again and I had to support her a bit so she could stay upright. She told me to fuck her, so I did. For all of about a minute, maybe.

Before I blew an almighty load deep inside her. We both took a few minutes before our heart rate and breathing returned to normal, I slid out of her, my cum dripped out right after. She squatted down to have a look, started sucking my dick again as I was standing there. I didn’t even go limp. She invited me to lay down on the grass, which I did. She removed her panties fully, lifted up her shirt and bra to expose her sexy tits, and squatted on my dick.

God that was a sight to behold. I could see her pussy lips wrap around my dick, sliding up and all the way down. Squashing against the base, my ball-sack slapping against her ass. I told her I was getting close, she picked up the pace she was riding me with. As I came and thrust-ed my dick upwards into her, she came too. She collapsed onto me, we just laid like that for a few minutes.

She got up, thanked me, kissed me, put on her pants, and jogged down the trail towards the town. I was standing there, jaw dropped. By the time I realized what was going on, I jumped to get my pants back up, wipe the juices that ran down my ass crack while she rode me, I could no longer see her.

I took a quick pace back to the town as well, but couldn’t see the woman. I got to my car and drove up and down the town twice to see if I could see her, but no such luck. I had to pinch myself to be sure I was awake, the only proof that it actually happened was her sweet pussy smell on my hands, her perfume on my clothes and the wetness around my dick and nether region.

By the time I got home I had to be swift, knowing my wife was almost on her way home. I quickly put all the washing in the machine to wash the smell of sex and another woman’s perfume out of my clothes, as well as take a shower.

I often find myself wanting to drive up there, every chance I get in hopes to see her again. Then again, I know that was a once off and I would probably never see her again, or that ever happen again.

But, I can’t stop thinking about that sexy milf, and I didn’t even get her name…

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