I’ll never forget that night, the night I met Carol. It was just a regular shift at the pizza joint, and I was eager to finish my deliveries and head home. Little did I know, my life was about to change; I was just a college kid, working part-time to pay my tuition.

As I hopped on my bike, a stack of pizza boxes secured in the carrier, I checked my list for the night’s deliveries. The first one was to a Carol, an address I didn’t recognize. I pedaled my way through the familiar streets of our small town, the warm summer breeze blowing through my hair. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the neighborhood.

I reached the address, a cozy-looking house with a well-maintained garden. The porch light was on, inviting me in. I knocked on the door, my heart racing with anticipation. I had no idea what to expect, but something about this delivery felt different.

The door swung open, and there she was, Carol. My breath caught in my throat as I took in her appearance. She was stunning, a vision of mature beauty. Carol was a BBW, with soft curves that filled out her silk robe. Her blonde hair framed her pretty face, and her green eyes sparkled with mischief. I could see a hint of her cleavage, her breasts straining against the fabric, and my mouth went dry.

“Hello, dear,” she purred, her voice low and sultry. “You must be the new delivery boy. Come in, come in.”

I hesitated for a moment, taken aback by her forwardness. But her smile was warm and inviting, and I found myself stepping into her home. The scent of vanilla and something sweeter, like honey, filled my nostrils, and I felt a tingle down below.

“Make yourself comfortable,” she said, closing the door behind me. “I’m so glad you’re here. I’ve been waiting for you.”

I looked around, taking in the cozy living room. The lights were dim, creating a sensual ambiance. Soft jazz music played in the background, setting the mood. Carol’s robe fell open slightly as she moved, revealing a glimpse of her creamy skin and the swell of her breasts.

“Can I get you something to drink? Some wine, perhaps?” She walked towards the kitchen, her hips swaying seductively.

“Umm, sure,” I managed to stammer, my voice cracking. I placed the pizza on the coffee table, my hands shaking slightly. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

Carol returned with two glasses of red wine and handed me one. “Here you go, sweetheart. Now, tell me, do you have a girlfriend?”

I shook my head, my eyes locked on her. “No, I don’t. I’m just a student, focusing on my studies.”

She smiled, her lips curving upwards. “Good. That’s very good. You see, I have a particular taste for young men like yourself. I love the energy and enthusiasm you boys bring.”

I felt my cheeks flush, both from the wine and her words. I had never been with a woman so much older, and the thought of it excited me. Carol was a mature, confident woman, and I was intrigued by her boldness.

“You’re blushing, dear,” she said, taking a sip of her wine. “Don’t be shy. I can see you’re a handsome young man. And I have a feeling you’re quite the stud, am I right?”

I felt my confidence growing, encouraged by her flattery. “I, umm, I guess I can hold my own,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

Carol’s eyes lit up with amusement. “Oh, I’m sure you can. But let’s not rush things, shall we? I want to savor this moment.” She took a slow, deliberate sip of her wine, her eyes never leaving mine.

I watched, mesmerized, as she placed the glass back on the table. Her every movement was graceful, like a seasoned seductress. She took a step closer, her robe falling open further, revealing the tops of her full, round breasts.

“You see, I have a confession to make,” she whispered, her breath warm on my face. “I have a huge appetite, not just for food, but for pleasure as well. And I’ve been craving a young, virile man like you.”

My heart was pounding in my chest, and I could feel my cock throbbing against my jeans. I had never been so turned on in my life. Carol’s boldness and sheer sexiness were overwhelming.

“I-I don’t know what to say,” I stammered, my voice hoarse with desire.

“Shh,” she whispered, placing a finger on my lips. “No need to say anything. Just let me show you how much I appreciate your company.”

With that, she leaned in and kissed me. Her lips were soft and full, and they parted easily under mine. I tasted the sweetness of the wine on her tongue as she explored my mouth. Her hands cupped my face, her touch electric.

I moaned into her mouth, my hands instinctively reaching for her. I pulled her closer, feeling the softness of her body against mine. Carol’s robe fell open completely, and I ran my hands over her ample curves, marveling at the softness of her skin.

She broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. “Oh, you feel so good, baby. I want to feel all of you.”

I couldn’t believe my luck. Here I was, a young delivery boy, being seduced by this gorgeous, mature woman. I was determined to give her the pleasure she craved.

Carol took my hand and led me towards the stairs. “Let’s go upstairs, where we can be more comfortable.”

I followed her, my eyes feasting on the sight of her voluptuous body. Her hips swayed with each step, and I couldn’t help but admire her thick thighs and the way her ass bounced beneath the silk robe.

At the top of the stairs, she led me into a dimly lit bedroom. The room was cozy, with soft lighting and a large bed covered in silk sheets. Carol turned to me, her eyes smoldering with desire.

“Undress for me, baby,” she whispered, her voice thick with need. “Let me see that gorgeous body of yours.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I quickly shed my clothes, eager to reveal myself to her. Carol’s eyes widened as she took in my young, toned body. I was lean and muscular, with a hint of definition in my abs.

“Oh my, you’re a gorgeous specimen,” she purred, running her hands over my chest. “So young and firm. I can’t wait to taste you.”

I felt my cock stiffen further under her touch, already aching for release. Carol knelt before me, her hands gently caressing my thighs. She looked up at me with those sultry green eyes, and I felt like I was under her spell.

“May I?” she asked, her voice a raspy whisper.

I nodded, unable to speak. Carol leaned forward and took the head of my cock into her warm mouth. I groaned, my hands instinctively tangling in her blonde hair. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the tip, driving me wild.

Her mouth was hot and wet, and she took me deeper, inch by inch, until I felt the back of her throat. I looked down, watching as she deep-throated me, her eyes never leaving mine. The sight was almost too much to bear.

“Oh God, Carol,” I gasped, my hips thrusting gently into her mouth. “That feels incredible.”

She hummed in response, the vibrations sending shivers down my spine. Carol was a skilled lover, and she knew exactly how to pleasure a man. She sucked and licked, teasing the sensitive underside of my shaft, making me squirm with pleasure.

I wanted to last, to savor this moment, but my body had other plans. I could feel my orgasm building, an intense pressure in my balls.

“I’m gonna cum, Carol,” I warned, my voice strained.

She pulled back, my cock glistening with her saliva. “Not yet, baby. I want to feel you inside me first.”

Carol stood and guided me towards the bed. I followed, my eyes never leaving her. She climbed onto the bed, her robe falling open, revealing her naked body. Her breasts were full and heavy, with large, dark nipples that begged to be sucked. Her pussy was hidden beneath a thick bush of blonde hair, already glistening with arousal.

I joined her on the bed, my cock standing proudly, eager to please. Carol smiled, her eyes filled with lust. “Now, take me, baby. Show me what a young stud like you can do.”

I positioned myself between her thighs, my cock hovering at her entrance. I looked into her eyes, seeking her permission. Carol nodded, her breath coming in short gasps.

I thrust forward, sinking into her warm, wet depths. Carol gasped, her body welcoming me. I felt her tight pussy gripping my shaft, her walls massaging me as I slid in and out.

“Oh yes, fuck me,” she moaned, her hands gripping the sheets. “That’s it, baby. Give it to me.”

I started to move, my hips finding a steady rhythm. Carol’s pussy was like nothing I’d ever experienced. It was hot and wet, and it clenched around my cock, milking me with each thrust.

I leaned down, capturing one of her nipples in my mouth. I sucked and teased it with my tongue, earning a sharp cry of pleasure from Carol. Her hands tangled in my hair, urging me on.

“Yes, suck my tits, baby,” she panted. “Oh, you feel so good. So fucking good.”

I continued to fuck her, my pace increasing as my desire grew. Carol’s body moved beneath me, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. She was so responsive, her moans and cries filling the room.

“I’m close,” I groaned, my voice hoarse. “I can’t hold on much longer.”

“Cum for me, baby,” Carol urged, her nails digging into my back. “Fill me up. I want to feel your hot cum inside me.”

Her words sent me over the edge. I thrust harder, my cock plunging deep into her welcoming pussy. I felt my orgasm building, an intense pressure in my balls.

“Oh fuck, Carol!” I cried out, my body tensing. I exploded inside her, my cum shooting deep into her warm depths.

Carol cried out as well, her body convulsing around me. Her pussy clenched and pulsed, milking my sensitive cock as I came. I collapsed onto her, our bodies slick with sweat and cum.

We lay there, entangled in each other’s arms, our hearts racing. I looked into her eyes, seeing a mixture of satisfaction and lust.

“That was incredible,” I whispered, my voice filled with awe. “I’ve never experienced anything like that.”

Carol smiled, her eyes sparkling. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, sweetheart. I knew you’d be a perfect fit for me.”

I blushed, feeling a sense of pride. Carol was an incredible woman, and I was honored to have been her choice for the night.

“I should probably get going,” I said, reluctantly disentangling myself from her embrace. “It’s getting late.”

“Oh, but you can’t leave yet,” she pouted, her lower lip jutting out playfully. “I have so much more to show you, baby. And I’m not done with that delicious cock of yours.”

I laughed, feeling a surge of confidence. “In that case, I guess I’ll have to stay a little longer.”

Carol’s eyes lit up, and she pulled me back into her arms. “Good boy,” she whispered, her lips brushing against my ear. “I have a feeling we’re going to have a very satisfying night.”

And so, I stayed, eager to explore the pleasures that awaited me with this captivating, mature woman. Little did I know, this was just the beginning of a night filled with passion and discovery, where I would learn that age was just a number, and that pleasure knew no bounds.