Post Reception Surprise

I’ve been divorced for over 5 years and I have two young kids. I’m the director of a large physical rehabilitation facility and between my career and kids I have had no time for relationships and/or extracurricular activities and to put it frankly, with the exception of some off the cuff lesbian fun with some of my subordinates at work, I have not gotten laid since my divorce. I’m 5’8″ 1/2 and the last time I checked a few days ago… a slender 144 lbs. I take pride in my appearance and stay fit. I have straight chestnut brown shoulder length hair with bangs, hazel eyes that twinkle and a fair complexion with some freckles thanks to my Scottish and German heritage. I appear surprisingly much younger than my 47 years, have a pixie nose, high cheekbones, still perky 34 B’s and what has been described as the perfect heart shaped derriere. Think a very young statuesque Katherine Hepburn. I have a belly button piercing and a strategically placed tattoo on my right hip. My only downside is my voice has been described as creaky and shrill ok, not one of my best qualities. I have a wild side in the bedroom and an unsatiable sexual appetite that can sometimes lean towards the unusual. Because I’m soft spoken and considered an intellectual and have always dressed conservatively my nickname is “Lexi the librarian”.

This past month I had the opportunity to attend an out of town wedding. I ran the kids over to my ex, and then hopped on the plane. Although sex wasn’t really on my mind I spontaneously packed my lavender french cut silk panties and bra… .. Just in case… The wedding itself wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. Most of the guests were paired up and the few overweight middle aged men that weren’t… I could never be interested in… As my eyes wandered around the room, someone suddenly caught my attention… . A boy… no… . A man??? Well yes. And what a beautiful sight. He was tall… I’m guessing around 6’2 or 6’3″… Very lanky… athletic but very slender with a lighter olive complexion (could he be part Italian?) … . And obviously very young.. He had a long thin face paired with a square chin, (an odd combination but it works) a long aquiline nose… large dark brown eyes with long eyelashes, short, thick, gelled straight sandy brown hair parted on the side and he was wearing a pair of charcoal gray dockers and a white dress shirt. I gazed at him several times and I think he caught me a few times.

I decided to casually mingle with the other guests making small talk and eventually made my way over to him… I discovered his name was Evan and he was a freshman in college… Score!!!-He’s legal! I guess that would make him at least 18 or 19… We chatted for quite a while and discovered that Evan was an engaging, intelligent yet somewhat shy young man and I couldn’t help noticing his nicely shaped  kissable  cupid bow lips as he spoke in a resonant  tone somewhere between tenor and baritone . As the reception ended, I gave Evan a hug and inconspicuously slipped a piece of paper with my hotel address and room number in his jacket pocket. After the reception I drove back to my hotel. Although I wasn’t expecting much of anything I slipped on the lingerie that I packed and a terri clothe bath robe supplied by my hotel.

After a couple of hours I had lost hope and was ready to drift off to dreamland when I heard a faint knock on my door… It startled me and I froze… then I heard another knock.. This time a little louder. My heart was racing and I knew I didn’t order room service. I got up and opened the door and there stood Evan with a bottle of wine, wearing a shy boyish grin and a hint of cologne. He was dressed in a pair of Levi’s that were a tad loose due to his long legs and slender frame and a black form fitting dress shirt. I invited him and told him that I hope he didn’t mind I was in my bathrobe. We sat down on the couch and finished off the bottle of wine. My inhibitions had relaxed and I asked Evan to make himself comfortable as I dimmed the lights. I suggested we move over to the bedroom (it’s a suite) As Evan stood up, I touched his chest which felt like a solid block of plank wood and started to unbutton his shirt. Underneath Evan was wearing a white tank top and I noticed an interesting tattoo on his right upper bicep. Although Evan had a naturally slender physique, he had a toned athletic build with nice shape and some definition and a perfect “V” shape, although I’d hardly describe him as “ripped” he had little body fat.

I told Evan I have a tattoo too as I removed my bathrobe revealing my bra and panties. I slipped off Evan’s tank top, began to unzip Evan’s jeans and as they fell to the ground I observed his blue cotton bikini briefs outlining a generous bulge. He was naturally smooth with some sparse dark hair on his calves. I gently grabbed Evan’s head with one hand and gave his rock hard bulge a gentle squeeze with my other hand and we began to kiss passionately. Evan was an incredible kisser, he knew what to do with his skilled tongue which was quite long I might say… He seemed well beyond his 18 years. Evan began to touch my nipples over my bra, I removed my bra to reveal my perky tits as they were being caressed by Evan’s long spider like fingers as my nipples grew rock hard. He then slid his fingers underneath my now moist panties, fingering my clit interchangeably tapping and pressing it. I gazed at the mirror from time to time as we were kissing, watching both our silhouettes in the soft glow just turned me on even more… .

I whispered that we should move over to the bed. As I followed Evan, I couldn’t help staring at his cute little butt. His hips were narrower than mine and mine are on the narrow side compared to your typical modern female (34-24-34). As we were heading towards the bed I grabbed Evan’s buns just to give them a little squeeze. God! It’s all rock hard muscle. Evan turned around quickly and grabbed me with his strong arms and playfully lifted me over his shoulders and gently threw me onto the bed, his shy smile turned into a huge wide grin that just lit up the room as he mounted me and began to suck on my nipples. I ripped off his briefs and sniffed them, imbibing the intoxicating musky aroma I then playfully threw them onto the dresser on the opposite end of the bedroom as I started to stroke Evan’s cock… . It was average sized but appeared longer due to Evan’s thin physique.. I’m guessing maybe a tad more than 6 inches but with a large head. Evan warned me not to play with his cock too much or he’ll explode right then and there. As Evan removed my panties, he began to go down on my shaved pussy as if it were a plate of lasagna. I was so wet at this point that my panties were completely drenched.

I began to squeeze Evan’s butt admiring how rock hard (and tiny) it was as I whispered “you’re a total hottie that’s designed for breeding”. Evan then entered me  missionary and began to thrust quickly as I was watching Evan’s glutes contracting and expanding with each thrust. He was vocalizing these cute sporadic grunting noises as he was pounding me. My entire body was tingling as Evan’s cock filled my snatch. All of a sudden I began to shake and explode and starting to scream in ecstasy as I came the first time. I am convinced that the entire hotel heard me in the throngs of passion. Evan was still thrusting rapidly harder and harder, and he knew how to work his cock. The head of his rod would slide all the way up to my lips as he worked his cock up and down my snatch. Suddenly Evan began to arch his back, let out several long soft moans and as I quickly stuck my index finger up Evan’s ass, his moans grew louder and louder as he began to pump shots of cum inside me.

I  exploded a second time screaming even louder than the first time as I felt the warmth of his cum splashing and shooting inside my snatch. I watched Evan’s glutes twitch rapidly each time he shot a load I then looked up at Evan's face. His eyes were closed and his mouth was wide open expressing sheer extacy. As his twitches began to slow down, he finally stopped and Evan just fell right on top of me,   collapsing on his forearms as he pulled out and rolled right over. His entire body was dripping in sweat  with his natural musk and cologne staining the sheets. I peered into Evan’s doe eyes and began to kiss his lips, face and chest ,  I  gently tugged his nipples gently with my teeth but he was fast asleep. We were both exhausted and I fell quickly asleep in Evan’s strong arms. The next morning I woke up and Evan was still sleeping. He looked so cute and innocent… I was gazing at his youthful boyish face, but after last night he was clearly all man. As my eyes began to wander further down I noticed a bulge sticking out from beneath the covers. I gently removed the blanket and observed Evan’s rod saluting and began to gently lick the head of Evan’s cock.

As I grabbed his shaft with one hand, I was gently playing with his nut sack with the other hand. Evan quickly woke up looking completely surprised as I purred “good morning”. Evan began to pant very quickly and was obviously aroused. His cock began throb while I was nibbling and sucking his shaft and scrotum. Suddenly Evan tensed up began to moan softly and then voraciously, I opened my mouth anxiously wanting to taste Evan and that first shot of cum completely missed my my mouth and actually hit the wall on the opposite end of the room with an audible "splat". The second shot hit my eyebrow hard, it actually hurt. Finally multiple shots of warm sticky thick salty -sweet cum was splashing onto the roof of my mouth, on my tongue, and shooting down my throat. The load was so huge that some of it spilled onto the bed. As Evan laid there I told him he tasted like a warm celery and fruit smoothie. He giggled and said he did have some celery and carrots in ranch dressing and an apple before heading over to see me. I replied “Ranch dressing”? He laughed and said he always covers his veggies in ranch dressing. Evan got up and went to the bathroom to pee, as he was peeing I heard him let out a fart that sounded like a quick blast of a loud atonal trumpet- I laughed and thought… Wow… Even his farts turn me on!

We both cleaned ourselves up and showered together… in the shower Evan grabbed me from behind and started pounding me again … I came quickly, my wails echoing through the shower walls like surround sound. Evan pulled out just as more shots of cum spurted onto the shower tile and down the shower drain. My god, in my entire life I’ve never seen a man shoot as much come as you I exclaimed… . How do you do it? He just shrugged and responded sheepishly deliberately slurring his words... “I dunno.. ”. We had a couple of hours before my flight left and we had room service for breakfast. Oatmeal and fruit for me…. Eggs, Bacon and French Toast for him and a couple of Mimosas for both of us. I found out a little more about my college boy… He is in fact 6’3″ as I previously suspected, played football in high school, and is in ROTC and weights about 150-155 lbs. I asked about his heritage and he replied “my grandma was 100% Italian”. He also had a little Irish… French… German… “Heinz 57″. I strongly encouraged Evan to consider going into modeling, I said to him “you’re gorgeous”, I even offered some connections since my daughter does some child modeling. He replied with a  sheepish grin that he’s been approached several times but would feel awkward doing it. Evan then asked me how old I was so I asked him to guess. He responded “28?” I told him to keep guessing.. He replied “32”? I replied “no… . 47… . ” He looked at me in disbelief, with his mouth wide open and he responded “Shit! You’re older than my mom”! I responded… ”I was born in 1971″ Evan replied … “I was born in 2000. ” I started laughing and replied- “wow- I just fucked a Y2K baby. I asked Evan how old his mom was, he replied “she just turned 40. ” I laughed even harder, my hand grasping his… and I whispered “do you realize the first time I got laid… you’re mom was only 10 years old!” Evan ran the calculations in his head realizing I was 17 at the time… . And laughingly replied… “I beat you, I was 14!” I told Evan he was quite experienced in the bedroom for someone who was just 18. His response was “friends with benefits… . Lots of benefits… …. ” I smiled and replied “so you get laid on a daily basis?” He didn’t respond verbally but gave me that wide “light up the room” grin again and I didn’t have to ask any further. We both laughed as we put on our clothes Evan had to head to work later on and I had a flight to catch… Although I will always remember my amazing weekend encounter with Evan, I also accept I was just another notch in Evan’s belt… A “piece of ass”… . I invited Evan to come out and visit me sometime- Airline tickets and hotel are on me… . I wonder if our paths will cross again.