I'm a big reader, but the libraries in my city are rather lacking, so I spend a lot of time in bookstores. In particular, there's a local used bookstore that I shop at quite frequently. It seems that nearly every time I'm there, a particular type of woman is present to distract me from the contents of the shelves. This type of woman is invariably a brunette in her late 40s or early 50s, usually with medium-length straight hair and glasses. These women usually have pale skin, and a general look about them that I associate with Irish (or sometimes Jewish) ancestry. But the defining feature they all have, the one that catches my eye and engorges my cock, is a round soft, slightly saggy ass. I remember seeing women of this type among the faculty when I was in college. It seems to be a common look among intellectual women of that age. A certain sensibility might explain the hairstyle, but why do they all have such pillow-like asses? Are they a product of the largely sedentary life of the academic? Whatever the reason, they arouse my lust for mature women. And when I'm attracted to a mature woman, it's because of features that are particular to mature women. The only "young" feature I like on mature women is smooth skin. If they're going to get a lower back tattoo, work out until their limbs are twig-like lengths of stringy muscle, and fry themselves to a leathery brown in a tanning bed, I'll pass on them and pursue a woman my age or younger. When I want a mature woman, I want one with a mature body. I want one with a big, soft ass.

I think my desire for these types of women began when I first saw my friend's mom bottomless. My friend's parents were intellectuals, with walls of shelves packed with books and classical records. His mother, a woman named Sally, had the look I described above. It seems that fate decreed I should see this woman's bare nether regions several times, and from several angles. She's the same woman who I saw on the toilet at a young age, an experience that sparked my interest in seeing mature women on the toilet. But the most explicit exposure came some months later. I was spending the night at my friend's house, and I couldn't sleep. I decided to walk around in the dark, silent house, perhaps stopping to check out the art prints on the walls or browse through his parents' library. As I was walked into the hallway, there she was: she had just left her bedroom, and had her back to me as she slowly closed the door, trying not to make any noise. Even in the dim light, I could see that she was wearing nothing but a small t-shirt. Her long, curvy legs, and round, jiggly ass were completely bare. I stood there transfixed as Sally reached to her left and switched on the overhead light, her back still turned. Not only did I get an even better view of her bulbous, pale ass, but she turned around so quickly that I saw her enormous triangle of thick black pubic hair before she had a chance to cover it with her hands (and believe me, it took both hands to cover it, and even then a fringe of hair was still visible on either side of them). I apologized for surprising her, and told her that I was having trouble sleeping and was just walking around a bit. She didn't seem to have a problem with that, but the way her face turned bright red seemed to in dicate that she was more than a little embarrassed. Bidding me goodnight, she ran into the bathroom, still covering her bush, and giving another fantastic view of her ass before she shut the door behind her. I wouls see her bare ass a couple of more times, most memorably when she was talking on the phone and, not realizing I was in the house, dropped her pants to mid-thigh and vigorously scratched her buttocks, then let out a short, sharp fart that made her pale bottom jiggle almost as much as the scratching had.

I still think about that ass every time I see a woman of her particular type. I imagine going back to the woman's house, an older house in a picturesque neighborhood near one of the local universities, a house with hardwood floors and numerous bookshelves. i imagine us taking off our clothes and jumping into bed, she on her hands and knees, presenting her big soft butt to me. I'd fuck her hairy pussy while kneading and parting her asscheeks, looking at her crinkly, red-brown butthole, playing with it and teasing it open. Perhaps, as I place the head of my cock against her back door, she'll express some reservations. But we'll take our time, and I'll sink in slowly, feeling the heat of her bowels sheath my throbbing member. We'll take it as slow as we need to for her to be able to realize that her ass can be used for things a hell of a lot more fun than sitting or shitting. And as we finally work up to a good speed, and she's moaning and gurgling in that particular way that women often do when they're truly enjoying being ass-fucked, I'll squeeze her cheeks together during the backward-moving part of my thrusts, keeping my cock constantly, blissfully engulfed with one part or another of her big soft ass.