It was a peaceful Saturday afternoon. Persephone awoke in bed. She lay tired, a happy tired.

She and Gabriel had made love again late that morning. She moaned softly and rolled over on her side as she thought about how her younger husband was always agreeable, actually eager, to make love to her whenever she wanted. For the first time in her life she wanted sex in the morning, when she came home from work in the afternoon, and when she went to bed at night. She wanted more on the weekends. They had only been married two weeks and she was already a sex addict.

Persephone smiled.

Persephone got out of bed and went to the front window. She closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, and enjoyed a nice breeze. Persephone opened her eyes. She saw children playing in the street and teenagers lounging in front yards. She stopped to look at some of the little girls who were sunning in bikinis. She couldn't help but think that they would not be so scantily clad if their parents were home, instead of on week long cruises and vacations around the world. She then realized that some of the little girls she was looking at were not so little. They were now high school girls. It felt like yesterday they were running around the neighborhood with ribbons and wearing pigtails. Her daughter, now a college professor only a few years older than her darling Gabriel, had babysat some of those very same girls in the neighborhood. It reminded Persephone of her age.

Persephone walked over to her dresser and mirror. As she walked, she became aware of just how tight her panties had become. Her t-shirt also did not cover her as it once did. Now, it only came to the top of her larger, round butt and the bottom of her slightly round tummy. The tight fit of her clothes reminded her of the weight she had gained in the last five years.

Persephone looked in her mirror. She was attentive to the signs of aging. She looked at the crow's feet around her eyes and her lips. She looked at her round cheeks, fuller than they were when she was a collegiate athlete, yet, somehow still having evidence of her years of weightlifting and training. Persephone looked at her gray hair. She had one large streak in the middle, running front to back, with gray scattered elsewhere. Her nose was slightly bigger than it was years ago. It was not huge. However, it was not exactly the cute, little button nose she was known for when she was a young woman.

Persephone thought for a moment that she looked like someone's grandmother with her round face and soft wrinkles, with her big, round butt and full, curvaceous hips. Suddenly, she had an image of Gabriel in her mind. She saw and felt him having an erection while gazing upon her. She smiled as she remembered how her ever hard young brown stud didn't seem too displeased by her mature features to make love to her three or more times a day. Their passionate love affair had flamed up so quickly, they married before she could actually take the time to stop to fully contemplate her age compared to his. She was older than his mother would have been if she were alive.

Gabriel returned to the bedroom with a turkey and chicken sandwich cut into triangles and two chocolate chip cookies covered with vanilla icing. He placed the plate on the night table. He then walked around to the foot of the bed, smiling.

Persephone turned around to visually feast on the muscular, brown body of her sexy, young black husband and the delicious quick meal and dessert he brought her. She felt loved.

Persephone walked towards Gabriel.

“Do I look like I could be one of your college buddies' grandmothers?” asked Persephone, part of her not wanting to hear the truth.

Gabriel's smiled widened. He looked up and down Persephone's body with lust in his eyes. She recognized that smile. She was going to get some more loving. Her mind was at once put at ease and aroused.

Persephone was surprised to see Gabriel's member pop out of his underwear and swell up right before her eyes. She took another step and marveled at how quickly the thick, brown woman pleasing organ came to life. She looked back up into Gabriel's eyes and felt a link to him, a connection with his inner being. She could feel how her words had aroused him emotionally and physically. She felt like she had married a dirty young man for lusting after older women. At the same time, she was happy that he lusted after grandmothers, she was old enough to be one.

Persephone wrapped her arms around Gabriel's neck and kissed him, passionately. Gabriel ran his hands all over her hips and butt.

Persephone felt another part of her awaken, deep inside her mind. She whispered in his ear, “You're a dirty, lustful boy for wanting to freak a granny like me,” she said, both surprised and delighted by her naughtiness and the joy that she was free to be as horny and as naughty as she wanted to be with Gabriel. He loved her, all of her.

“Let's get these off,” said Gabriel as he pulled her tight panties down over her huge butt. Like much of her clothing, she had bought them when she was smaller. Now she stretched them and a few of their threads snapped as Gabriel pulled them over the round hump of her large bottom.

“Why did I even bother putting them on today?” asked Persephone.

“I don't know,” said Gabriel as he got down on his knees, pulling her panties down her full, strong thighs. Gabriel then ran his hands up and down her curvaceous thighs and calves.

Gabriel kissed her full, strong thighs. He put his face in her bush and sniffed.

Persephone's heart raced and her body grew warm. She loved how he would smell her pussy before making love to her. Dirty memories of how he had pleasured her just a few minutes ago, ran through her mind. She decided the food could wait.

Persephone stepped out of her panties and sat down on the foot of the bed. Gabriel followed her, on his knees, keeping his face close to her warm, scented womanhood. Persephone smiled as she spread her legs, looking down and realizing for the first time how her scent enchanted her darling young love. She was the only woman he had ever been with and everything about her was special, magical, enticing and arousing.

Persephone guiltily lifted her full, heavy thighs and placed them on Gabriel's shoulders, giving his lips greater access to the thick, puffy, and itchy lips within her bush. For a brief moment she wished she had shaved so that Gabriel wouldn't have to deal with her hairiness while licking her. Those thoughts vanished as Gabriel buried his face in her bush and sniffed. He exhaled through his mouth, moaning as he did so. His hot breath on her sensitive, moist lips and clit aroused her body even more, making her juices flow. The sound of pleasure in his moan was a melody to her ears and aroused her mind.

Persephone lay back on the bed, emotionally enraptured by the knowledge that her young husband loved burying his face in her hairy, hot, sweaty, dirty, smelly pussy and licking it ...

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