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It took about ten days, but Dave Jorgensen got a response on an over 40's dating site. "Hi, I'm Sherry. I find men my age unable to keep up. I do yoga, run half marathons, play pickle ball. If you can keep up, I'd like to meet you."

Dave Jorgenson was an outstanding golfer and baseball player. "How hard can pickle ball be?" he asked the brothers.

Smitty who was a regular player at the university's intramurals gave him some quick lessons and reviewed the basic rules with him. "Dave, you can use my paddle, but if you get lucky, maybe she has a friend," he smiled.

Sherry Martin's picture on the dating site did not do her justice. She was forty-six and gorgeous. Her long legs well-toned. She knew it, too. The short skirt she wore showed off far more than any woman her age should wear, but on her, it caused movement in Dave's pants.

They met at the city-owned park where there were pickle ball courts. "Nice to meet you, I reserved this court for two hours, ready?"

Dave, a good athlete, held his own, but her experience showed. They were both competitive but two hours later, Sherry won. "Dave, you're a good sport. You can keep up. I'd like to know you better. That was a good work-out. Let's go to my home and take showers."

What Sherry meant was take a shower together. She didn't hesitate to undress, "join me, Dave," she giggled as she jumped in the walk-in shower.

Dave didn't, at least not right away. He just stared at the woman; the naked woman, old enough to be his mother.

"C'mon, Dave, after pickle ball in this heat, my boobies are all sweaty. Help me out."

Could any nineteen-year-old turn down an offer like that? His cock was already hard as he stepped in the shower with Sherry Martin.

She handed him the soap. "They sure could use a good washing," she laughed and stuck out her chest.

They weren't particularly big, even a teenager like Dave had felt up bigger ones, but this was a woman, and unlike those teenage girls, Sherry was giving them to him without any hand-to-hand combat.

While Dave was soaping up her tits, Sherry was playing, too. "Do you know how turned on a woman my age gets when she feels a boy your age excited by her tits?"

"I, uhhhh. . ."

"You said on your profile that you can't keep a girlfriend. Why do you think that is?"

"I don't know. We go so far; we get in bed and then they tell me they just can't."

"You don't know? Really? Give me the soap, Dave."

Sherry started soaping up Dave's cock like he'd soaped up her tits. It was standing tall. Sherry got on her knees. At his age, this was a first: a girl on her knees. Not a girl but a forty-six-year-old woman.

"Dave, I've been married, and been with a few guys. The reason those girls walked away was that you're way too big for them."

"What?"

"You have the biggest cock I've ever seen. Those teenager girls with their tiny, virginal pussies knew you'd hurt them. I, on the other hand, have three children; my last two, both boys weighed over ten pounds each. My pussy is stretched enough to handle this monster." She kissed his cockhead.

"Dave, when I was your age, I have to confess, I was concerned I'd get pregnant. One way to have fun in bed without getting pregnant is blowjobs. Am I right to assume that you've never had a blowjob?"

"I-I-I . . ."

"Then this is your lucky day. Mine, too. I've never sucked a cock so big." Sherry sucked and sucked, but didn't make him cum. "Dave, my pussy is so ready for your huge cock. Let's get dried off."

By Sunday night, Sherry Martin's 8 x 11 photo was on the drinking room wall with her age and the caption ‘blowjob.'

That first night, Dave didn't get that blowjob, but he did have trouble keeping up with Sherry Martin who fucked like she ran half marathons; she kept going and going.

It was Saturday morning that he got his first blowjob. It was late Saturday morning that he got his second blowjob.

TO BE CONTINUED

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