Mature Women

(Author's notes: This story is non-fiction and my first submission to Literotica [or anywhere, for that matter]. My wife and I met mature women in basic training, and this is [obviously] only part of our adventures together. I've changed her name in the story, and I won't say what branch of the military we met in for obvious reasons. Please feel free to email comments, suggestions or criticism. Hope you all enjoy this one, and there is more to come.)

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"We have to be really careful," Shasta said. I nodded. We sat together on a bunk in the old barracks. We were supposed to be cleaning it, getting it ready for the next training cycle, but our lust mature women overrode any sense of duty on that particular day. She leaned forward and started kissing me.

I've never been able to figure out what she saw in me. I'm no Brad Pitt by any means. But she was sincerely attracted to me, and I wasn't about to complain in the least. mature women It's not every day that a pretty girl like her comes on to me.

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