Well, there is a story behind this one, yet it's one of many stories. The setting starts at this antique shop in this little town along the way on a day trip. It's a big two-story building with allots of old things. my cup of tea. Inside ran into and yes walked into a woman who was coming around the corner from one of the rooms. Apologize for it I did, we chatted up a bit and went opposite ways. The woman was older, gray hair, jeans, local high school team shirt, and oh yes simple pink flip flops. We met again a few times, and pressing some flirting about. One flirt was that she liked young a man, and I was on her board. simple but flirting went on the more we met up. Even saying to her in my own nerdy way "Milf you are, Milf I like". But it was all in good fun, until we met down in the basement floor for some more old stuff.

Down there, she was playing around with different things, chairs, tables, beds, while talking about how each one would be a good place to have fun on. I took the bait, met up with her by one bed, just how of view of the stairs, and the camera. Wasted no time on each other stripping the pants off. We got on the musty old bed, hearing sound of the creeks coming from it. She started first, lips around my cock. Older woman had game, felt good, didn't want her to stop, really wanted to blow my load in mouth. That was until she climbed on me, pushing my cock her in pussy. I being a fool asked about a condom. Her responds was funny " Not going to knock this broad up, but keep on trying" No time to talk, just fucking. She teased me enough about her boobs, while keeping her shirt on. Though I can be a while, she was pushing me to cum deep in her married pussy. Yes, all the flirting, I didn't see the ring until she was holding onto my chest. Even better was her telling me about how her husband wouldn't be fucking her here like this. I loved it more, telling her I wanted to creampie her married pussy. I flirted with her more, talking about her body, how sexy she was, and the feeling to be lucky to fill her pussy up. And then all that talk, flirting and chances of being caught pushed me to cum hard into her pussy. She held onto me, while keeping her mouth shut from the feeling. I had to hold my own moans inside too. We held for a moment or felt like that, until I whispered that we could go again, but me on top. Instead she wanted me to fuck her from behind facing the stairs. I got few minutes into her pussy, holding her plumb ass ready to cum anytime. I mean her ass was thick, not curvy, yet it was begging for me to slap it, or fuck it. Never got the chance then to try. Just as I was getting ready to cum again, we could hear footsteps coming down the stairs. She turned her head to say stop, but I was already shooting my load in her pussy. The fear of getting caught for me was hot but for her it was fear of getting caught like oh shit fuck no. The moment the last step hit the floor, We both were dressed. I was beary holding the left over cum in my cock, so hard not to just shot it out. She was moving around with me, trying to keep her mess in her panties. The people that came down were tourist, so we were good in a way. To end this creampie story, We parted aways, her telling me to come on down anytime for a pie to enjoy. I left before her, stopped by one of the shop owners who asked if I was testing out the bed down there. Told her yes, and thinking about getting it. Walked out and went home with our mess in my pants. Still gets me hard thinking about that, and other times I creampied a married woman.