EROTICA: Naughty Cougar (Naughty Taboo, BWWM Short Story, Older Woman Younger Man Cougar Short Story New Adult Contemporary, Mature Woman Seducing,Women Fiction Short Stories)

Madam Raven

©2016 Madam Raven

Naughty Cougar

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Tasha cheered like the proud soccer mom
she was. Her 10 year-old daughter, Chloe had just scored the first
goal of the match.

Chloe looked a lot like her mom –
both had ebony skin and thick, curly black hair that framed pretty
faces with full lips and sparkling hazel eyes. Of course, Chloe was
only 10, and had a lot of growing to do before she filled out like
her mom.

Tasha was forty-three, though if you
asked her she was celebrating the 18
^th
anniversary of her
twenty-fifth birthday. She looked like she could pull off being a
twenty-five year old, too. Her complexion was as smooth as porcelain,
and her regular work-outs kept her body looking every bit as fit and
trim as she had been a decade before. It didn’t hurt that she tried
to keep up with the latest fashions and not look like some of the
other ‘frumpy’ moms on the team. Today she was wearing a tight
athletic jacket and yoga pants that showed off her enormous natural
breasts and curvy backside – both assets she was incredibly proud
of. Her husband would have been proud of them, too – if he were
around enough to enjoy them.

Ever since she had married her husband
– Daniel – it seemed like they saw each other less and less. As
an insurance adjustor he was almost constantly on the road
investigating claims and attending workshops, or whatever else it was
he did – frankly it bored Tasha to tears. When she married him he
was an energetic young man fresh out of the Army with limitless
potential. In the decade and a half since then he’d grown fat,
lazy, and completely boring in almost every aspect – especially in
the bedroom.

She spent most of her time pining after
the first few years of their marriage – when the sex was hot and
they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. That, and carting
Chloe around to all of her activities, hanging out with all the other
stay-at-home moms, and reading lots of smutty romance novels. Today
she was dutifully attending another hopelessly boring soccer match.
At least it wasn’t all bad, though.

She had her eye on the young referee.
He was much younger than her – maybe by twenty years – and had a
rugged build to go along with a boyishly handsome face. He reminded
her of a sexy mix of Dwayne Johnson and Tom Brady – cute little
chin dimple and all. His short brown hair was styled in a wave across
his brow, but even from the stands she could see his bright, piercing
blue eyes. She thought the symbolism of his white and black striped
shirt ironic as she was imagining the two of them in a tangle of
limbs; his pale skin in stark contrast to hers.

As she pretended to watch the game,
instead she kept her gaze focused on him; watching him jog up and
down the field with an athletic grace. He took long, powerful strides
as he easily jogged alongside even the fastest of the girls out
there. Tasha felt like she was spying on an animal that had no idea a
predator was stalking it. Maybe that’s where the term cougar came
from, she mused. Even through the slightly chilly wind she felt a
warmth spreading from between her legs and radiating outward
throughout her body.

On the way home from the soccer game
later she asked her daughter who the new referee was.

“I don’t know, someone they sent in
when Mr. Frederick got sick. I think he’s Amanda’s friend, or
something.” Chloe responded, referring to one of her team-mates.

Tasha made a point of getting together
with Julie – Amanda’s mom and a neighbor of hers in the swanky
housing development they both lived in. She learned, over salads and
chardonnay, that the referee – Eric – was actually Julie’s
nephew, and was in town doing a summer internship as a physical
therapist during the summer between semesters at the local
university.

“Well you tell him that I have plenty
of work to do around the house with Dan gone all the time, and send
him over if he wants to earn a little extra money.” Tasha said, a
seductive plan forming in her mind.

That very Saturday Julie called and
said Eric was indeed interested in making some spending cash, and
would be heading over that morning. Tasha made arrangements for Chloe
to spend the day at a friend’s house and started to lay the trap
she had set for her young, oblivious prey.

Tasha heard a knock on the door, and
threw it open. If she had been nervous before, seeing him this close
was like unleashing a swarm of butterflies in her stomach. He was
even more handsome and gorgeous up close and in person. She had to
fight from swooning, but could feel the familiar warmth start to
spread from between her legs as she looked him up and down. He was
dressed in a pair of light mesh gym shorts and a beat up t-shirt –
clearly ready to get dirty. If only he knew just how dirty, she
thought.

Tasha led him to the back yard where
she had a variety of yard work prepared for him – enough to keep
him busy all day.

After pointing out the things she
wanted done, she retreated to the house and stood in the kitchen,
watching him from the small window as he got to work. She enjoyed
watching his young body easily move through the tasks she had set for
him, and felt herself getting wet. She absentmindedly reached her
hand between her legs and started to rub her pussy through the tight
shorts she was wearing.

It was a bright, hot day in Texas and
before long Eric had removed his shirt – revealing a toned and
statuesque body glistening with sweat. Tasha decided it was time to
put the next phase of her plan into action.

She went outside, having stripped her
shorts and blouse off to reveal a bright white bikini underneath.
Donning a pair of darkly tinted sunglasses, she strode over to a lawn
chair and laid down in it, pretending to relax in the sun, but
secretly watching Eric through the dark lenses. She was pleased to
see that he was struggling to keep his eyes off her. The bikini she
wore was a stark contrast to her ebony skin, and since it was almost
a whole size too small, did an excellent job of squeezing her D-cup
breasts up and together, giving her exquisite cleavage. The bikini
bottoms closely hugged her skin, showing her perfectly shaped ass and
long, shapely legs.

Eric moved from one task to the other,
skin glistening with perspiration and muscles rippling in the sun.

Tasha decided to up the ante, and
flipped over onto her stomach. As she did so, she reached behind and
untied her bikin top, throwing it to the side and making sure Eric
saw it. With her arms folded under her head and her breasts pressed
between her and the seat, she knew Eric had a tanrtalizing view of
the side of her glorious tits. She felt her nipples getting hard and
her pussy start to throb as she continued to watch him trying to
surreptitiously look at her.

“Eric, hun?” She called out. “Would
you help me for a moment?”

Eric dutifully put down the shears he
was using and walked over to her. She felt her heartbeat speed up as
she watched him stride towards her. When he got closer she held up a
bottle of sun-tan lotion.

“Would you mind?” She asked,
smiling.

Eric was dumbstruck. Without speaking
he reached out and took the bottle of lotion from her, squeezing a
dollop of the creamy liquid onto his hands and rubbing them together
in anticipation. He settled down on the edge of the chair next to her
and started working the lotion into her dark skin.

She flinched at first, in part at
finally feeling his touch and partly because of the cool lotion on
her warm skin. His fingers rubbed her neck and back, working lotion
into her skin. She noticed with satisfaction that as he worked the
lotion into the middle of her back his fingers drifted around the
side of her body, grazing the sensitive skin of her breasts as they
were pressed out to the sides. She moaned ever so ssoftly, wondering
if he would pick up on it.

He continued to work the lotion into
her, moving his hands into the valley between her back and the top of
her perfect, heart-shaped ass.

“Be sure to get everything, sweetie.”
Tasha encouraged.

She felt him squirt more lotion on his
hands and then his fingers began to trace paths across her ass,
lingering on her soft cheeks and rubbing and squeezing them. He spent
much more time there than was necessary, and she enjoyed every second
of it.

She spread her legs slightly as his
hands began to work their way down to the lower part of her ass
cheeks and find their way onto her thighs. She felt his fingers brush
the fabric of her bikini ever so slightly and fought the urge to rock
her hips back so she could rub her throbbing and soaking wet pussy
against him. That time would come, for now she was savoring the
feeling of being the center of his world. She loved the attention,
She wondered what kind of sordid and depraved fantasies he was
having, and if he had eny clue they were all about to come true.

Finally his fingers and hands moved all
the way down her legs, and abruptly Tasha flipped herself over onto
her back.

She watched with delight as Eric’s
jaw hung open as her enormous tits jiggled as she shifted position.
She feigned surprise.

“Oh, I’m sorry, you don’t mind do
you?” She asked, as she squirted lotion on her own hands and began
to rub it into her neck, working quickly down to her chest.

She smiled as she began to rub her
fingers along her breasts, rubbing lotion onto her already hard
nipples and making sure to squeeze her tits together while he
watched.

“Um, no ma’am.”

“Please, call me Tasha. Thanks for
your help, dear.” She said.

She watched as he walked away –
noticing he walked somewhat awkwardly and wondering if he was getting
hard inside those shorts of his.

She continued to rub lotion on her
breasts as he tried to go back to work, and with great satisfaction
watched as Eric continued to steal glances at her as she did so.
Eventually her hands found their way down her toned and flat stomach,
then onto her hips, then rubbing lotion between her legs, her fingers
brushing against her binkin bottoms as Eric had done. She pulled her
lower lip into her mouth as she felt a surge of electricity course
through her body.

She lay there with her tits sticking
proudly in the air and watched as Eric tried to focus on getting the
small push-mower started, failing miserably at first because he
couldn’t help but stare at the beautiful black goddess a few feet
away from him.

Shortly after he got it started, as he
was pushing it forward but staring at her, he crashed it violently
into a small shrub – almost destroying it completely. He tripped
over himself trying to fix it and save the damaged plant, and Tasha
couldn’t help but laugh. Now was as good a time as any. She
pretended to be shocked.

“You were looking at me, weren’t
you!?!”

“Uh, yah. I’m really sorry Ms.
Davis-“

“Tasha.” She corrected.

“I’m sorry, uh, Tasha.”

She just smiled.

“Don’t worry about it. Come over
here.”

Ashamed and fearing he was going to be
reprimanded, he walked over, sullen, his head hanging down.

“You like looking at me, don’t
you?” She asked.

Eric was stunned. He looked up and saw
Tasha’s hands were once again running all along her body, pausing
on her breasts and rubbing in circles around her nipples.

“Um… yah, you’re beautiful!”

“You’re sweet for saying so. You’re
pretty cute, yourself.” She said. Her hands dipped between her
thighs, rubbing her pussy bthrough her bikini bottoms.

“Have you ever had a real woman?”
She asked him.

Eric couldn’t believe his eyes.
Watching this hot older woman pleasure herself in front of him was
something he had never experienced before. He felt his cock getting
hard, and a growing bulge appear in his shorts.

“Oooh,” Tasha moaned, noticing how
he shifted uncomfortably trying to conceal his erection. “Come a
little closer.” She ordered.

Tasha reached out to grab his hand,
pulling him to within a foot of her chair as she pulled herself into
a seating position. She cast her sunglasses off and looked up at him,
her hands running up his thighs and up to the elastic band on his
shorts, then tugging them down slowly.

As she pulled them over his hips she
was nearly poked in the face as his enormous cock sprung free,
twitching and throbbing as it stood at full alute in front of her.

“Ooooh.” She purred. She placed her
hands on his hips and leaned forward, her lips inches from his
swollen head bobbing in the air as his pulse quickened.

She watched as his face twisted into
one of agonizing expectation as her lips got closer and closer, then
intense pleasure as she placed them gently on his engorged head. She
swirled her tongue around the swollen tip and then plunged it deep
into her mouth. He was far bigger than Dan, and she had a hard time
getting it in her mouth.