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This is a true story that happened to me this past weekend. I haven’t changed anything, this happened.

Other tags: Courgar/MILF, Oral, Public sex

I (M24) was flying home to see my family. I arrived at the airport and after going through security as one does, made my way over to the gate, I know this is probably boring for most of us since we know how airports work by now. While waiting at the gate, I first saw her. She was a middle-aged woman with long dark blonde hair and very tanned skin. She was wearing a fluffy sweater and short shorts. My first reaction was that it was a very weird choice of outfit, the weather outside was normal for a spring, but defiantly not short shorts weather. The second thing I noticed about her was that she walked in very short steps, almost like she was limping. I never got her name, so I’ve decided to name her Candice, because this dick can definitely fit in her mouth, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

It was early afternoon, our plane was departing late as is and personally I hate having to wait in line to board a plane. I’m one of those people who sits backs and charges my phone while everyone else stands in line to have their ticket checked, then stand in line again to exit the terminal and then stands in line a third time to get the their seat. Fuck that, just wait and board last when there are no lines has all the time been my attitude. Candice in the mean time seems to have the same idea, she’s sitting a few benches away from me. I’ll take this time to describe her a bit more. Candice is as I mentioned, very tanned, she either got a spray tan or went to a tanning salon to get this tan. She is also quite skinny, and as such has small tits and a tight ass. The other thing I could see is that she wasn’t carrying much besides a small bag, so I figured she probably was only flying out for a short trip like me. As the line dies down I get up to finally board.

This airport terminal has you walk to the plane instead of taking a sleve, and so you need to walk down two flights of stairs to get down to the tarmac. If you couldn’t tell, I’m a lazy fuck and so I take the lift. The door is about to close when I see Candice walk past looking confused as to where she is going and she reaches out and hold the doors open. “Do you know where to go?” she asks, her English is surprisingly neutral in accent considering the normal accents of people here. “Yea,” I say, “we go down and to the plane”. “Thanks” she says as she steps into the lift and we ride down. At this point I still have no idea what would happen a few hours later, we don’t talk further and when the lift reaches the bottom I walk to the plane without giving her a second look.

The flight takes off and we land in south Charleroi airport. I think it’s essential to name drop the airport for the few people who have had the misfortune to fly through it for the sake of the story. For those who haven’t, it’s a enormous hub for low cost flights in the area and has some of the most aggressive pricing while you are in it. You need to pay to use the bathrooms at the arrival hall level of money hungry. That last part is especially essential as I get off the plane and I need to take a shit. I’m also among the first to get off the plane, so I can walk into the airport quickly, and instead of turning towards the baggage claim area, I walk “back” into the terminal as if I had a connecting flight. Since its now late evening by the time I land, I discover the terminal abandoned. And I mean completely abandoned: stores are closed except for a few cleaning staff finishing up, all the screens are showing flights the following day and there isn’t a passenger in sight. I walk over to the first bathroom I see, it too is empty.

A good 10 minutes later I emerge from the bathroom feeling much better. One of the reasons I’m not in a rush is because despite it being late, I know I’m not getting picked up for another ~40 minutes. I begin walking back through the abandoned terminal when from the opposite way I see who else but Candice limp walking my way. She sees me and gives me a small wave, she clearly recognises me from before too. As she gets closer, she once again appears lost as she asks me “Do you know how to get out of here?” “It’s back the way you came, I came through here because I needed the bathroom” “Really? Great…” she huffs presumably at the though of having to limp back “but is there a bathroom here?” “Yea just that way” I say gesturing behind me. “Do you mind waiting? I really need help finding the exit after” She gives a shy smile, a little embarrassed how lost she’s gotten. Having no real rush, I say sure and we begin walking back the way I came to the bathrooms.

On the way we exchange a bit of small talk, about the flight and about how it’s been a long day. She thanks me again and this time also calls me “her angel”. When we get to the bathroom, I take a seat near the entrance and she disappears inside. I’m just on my phone waiting when I hear the door open. “Hey cutie, can I ask you something?” I look up, she’s leaning on the doorway and doesn’t appear to be wearing her sweater anymore, I nod. “Do you think I’m hot?” “Sure” I say, “Do you want to have some fun with me?” she replies, inviting me to join her in the bathroom.

I look at her, is this a trap? Am I about to get robbed? Surely she couldn’t have snuck anything that could be considered a weapon with her, this is an airport after all… Then again, she’s clearly no real match for me strength wise, so I seriously doubt she’d try something. I stand up and walk over, cautious but at the same time confident. “What did you have in mind?” I say, standing closer but still out of her reach. “Well, I was hoping to get some young meat, I really like younger guys and I’ve never had the chance to be in an airport this empty before”. Suddenly we seemed to be on the same page, she’s a cougar, and while I doubt she knew I’d be there, once she saw me in the empty terminal she probably made up her mind to try her luck. Luckily for her, I also had yet to cross MILF off my bucket list.

I took a step closer and she reached out to grab my shirt and pull me into the bathroom with her. I dropped my bag at the door as it closed behind me and she pulls me into a kiss. After a bit of kissing and groping each other, she drops to her knees and started undoing my belt. I was already pretty hard and so she was quickly greeted by what I would describe as a decently thick cock. “Well, someone doesn’t disappoint” she says, smiling up at me while stroking it. All I could reply was a “mhh um” as I reached down her tank top to feel her hard nipples. She leaned in, taking my cock in her lips and wetting it with her tongue. When I tell you this woman knew what she was doing, believe me she knew. I have been fairly active in my sex life since my 18th, and very few have been able to live up to her skills.

She took me in, sucking and slurping on my cock while stroking my shaft and later my balls. It didn’t take long for a mix of her saliva and my precum to begin dripping down her chin. I did my best to keep up, but after a while I just kinda gave in and enjoyed my cock being serviced by this tanned pro. I watched her, eyes wide and hungry, her lips wrapped around my cock perfectly and her tits out for me to play with. Feeling myself get closer, I reached down and grabbed her hair, thrusting in and out of her mouth, to which she responded by taking me in her throat. I kept pumping, she kept taking it, and before long I was moaning as thick ropes of cum left my cock, ropes of cum she quickly swallowed. I looked down at her as she smiled at me and licked my cock clean. “If you have a condom on you, you can fuck me” she whispered as she stood up. Sadly, I did not, and after a bit of more making out, we got dressed and walked back out of the bathroom.

I was half expecting to see security waiting for us, but there was no one there. The terminal was still as empty and with a final slap on her tiny ass, we started walking back to the exit. I didn’t bother asking her for her contact info, and I think she wasn’t gonna give them to me either, this was one of those perfect strangers situations that one comes across that don’t live up a second time round. We said goodbye just next to the baggage belt, she walked out first and after giving her a few minutes, I walked out too, being picked up shortly after.

NSFW: yes

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