That was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything. Job went finally better and some private investing also, but I had being working for 14 hours a day at time. It was About 1 am in the morning and was just went of from long shower and about to lay down on my bad.The voice from the other side of cell phone was very pleasant, some kind of baby talking voice. Voice said" Annnn' what what do want from me now?...LOL.. i said "who is this?&... Continue»
The Older Man -- Part 2
I swear, I didn't sl**p all that night. My orgasm has been exhausting, but I was so excited about having dinner with Rick, that I'd barely been able to close my eyes. I was still astounded that a 51 year old God of a man could find me the slightest bit interesting, let alone ask me out! And the phone sex the night before had been amazing; as my first time, I had nothing to gauge it against, but I digress. I'd never cum so hard in my life. Hearing his breathing change, his voice getting deeper and huskier as he'd told me what he wanted me to do to myself, knowing that he was stroking his cock while he listened to me - my 19 year old brain couldn't take it all in.
I worked my shift, but Rick didn't come in that late afternoon, and I was relieved. I got home at 6:35, and immediately jumped in the shower. At the conclusion of our call the night before, Rick told me he'd pick me up at 7:15. I hurriedly washed my hair, shaved my armpits and legs, and washed my body. Normally, I would have masturbated while in the shower, but not tonight.
Let me interrupt briefly to say that I didn't shave my pussy. The idea of that had never crossed my mind. For a time in my 20's and 30's, I did. The last few guys I've been with preferred my pussy in a more natural state, so I don't do it anymore.
After quickly drying off, drying my hair and dressing, I was almost ready to go. I've never been one to wear a lot of make-up, so I applied a little mascara and eyeliner, along with a baby pink lip gloss. I sprayed on a little perfume - remember Love's Baby Soft? How sophisticated was, smelling of baby powder? I looked in the mirror to survey the situation. I had on a blue man's oxford shirt with a white tank underneath. My breasts sat high up on my chest in the only "pretty" bra I owned. I also wore a pair of jeans that, as I turned back and looked in the mirror, made my big, heart-shaped ass look fantastic. A pair of white flip flops finshed off my ensemble. I looked at the clock on the nightstand. 7:04. Great. I rushed down the stairs and out onto the porch, and settled into the porch swing, awaiting his arrival.
He pulled into the drive-way at exactly 7:15. He got out of the truck as I started down the steps. He walked around the front of the truck to open the passenger side door for me, and pulled a bouquet of beautiful wildflowers and tea roses from behind his back. He leaned in gave me a delicate kiss on the cheek, and handed me the flowers. I thanked him, and scooted across into the bench seat. He shut the door behind, walked to the other side, and got in. As he turned the key, he looked over at me and smiled. I was extremely nervous and my leg was shaking a bit. He asked if I was okay, to which I replied quietly, "Yes." "Scoot on over here a little. I won't bite." he said. I complied, willingly. As I felt my leg touch his, he rested the heel of his hand on my thigh as his fingertips rested on the gearshift. My nipples were already getting hard just sitting this close to him! I looked up at him and smiled as we backed out of the driveway.
The ride to his house took about 20 minutes. He had purchased a beautiful little cabin when he moved to the area. Only three rooms, plus the bath, but for a single man, it was all he needed. As we pulled up to the place, I saw the wraparound deck and immediately fell in love with the place. His closest neighbors were about 1000 yards down the lane in either direction. He opened the truck door and I stepped out onto the driveway. He took me by the hand and led me to the front door. "It's not much, but it's mine", he said. I looked around and was surprised at the stylish way the cabin was staged. A large leather sofa and matching chair on one side of the room, along with the television and stereo system. He pointed to it and said "I can play my music as loud as I like. My neighbor to the east is only here on weekends, and the guy to the west is deaf as a stone.", he chuckled. He led me to the kitchen, where the smells of dinner were intoxicating. I spotted a bottle of wine, opened, on the counter. I'm not old enough to drink that, I though, and laughed on the inside. He poured two glasses and handed me one. The wine tasted heavy and woody and I wasn't sure if I liked it or not, but I didn't want to look like a little k**, so I drank it.
He told me dinner was ready, and pulled out a chair at the small table. I sat down, and watched him bring a pan of lasagna over to the table, along with the bottle of wine. The food was delicious and we spent the next 45 minutes talking about our lives as we ate. He was incredibly sweet, and if he was just pretending to be interested, the man deserved an academy award. At one point while we were talking, he'd taken my hand in his. I was so comfortable, or the wine was getting to me, that I had taken no notice until he brought it to his lips and kissed it. I felt the blush begin to rise in my cheeks. He leaned in and kissed me softly. I'd kissed a couple of boys before, but this was a MAN. And did he ever know how to kiss! I was nervous about my inexperience, and he could tell. "Just relax, honey", he reassured me. "Do what feels natural. Do what feels right to you." The blush in my cheeks spread to my neck and chest. "I just don't want to do the wrong thing, Rick", I told him. He told me not to worry. He stood up from his chair, picked up the dishes, and put them in the sink. I stood up and offered to wash them. He smiled at me, and said he appreciated it, but it wasn't necessary, he'd do them in the morning. The dutiful daughter in me insisted, telling him that it was easier to do them now than try to chip off sauce in the morning. He laughed as I turned on the water to fill the sink. He handed me the sponge from under the sink, and I put dishwashing liquid into the water, swishing it with my finger to make suds. As I picked up a plate, I felt him standing behind me. I tried like hell to keep hold of it; just feeling his so close to me was making my clit throb and my nipples had been hard since he picked me up at my house. I mentally steadied myself and started rubbing the sponge on the plate. I felt his get closer, felt his cock against my big ass and almost dropped a knife. When I felt his hands on my breasts, I put my hands down to steady myself against the counter. "Are you done yet?", he whispered in my ear, and turned me around. He pulled me tight to him, as I leaned my head up to kiss him. He leaned down and kissed me passionately. I curled my arms under his and held onto his back, bracing myself against him. I was dizzy from the kisses and wine and had to steady myself by leaning into his chest.
We kissed for what seemed like an eternity. I felt his tongue slowly glide along the inside of my lips, then against my own tongue, before he gently sucked my lower lip between his. I'd never been kissed like this before, and I liked it. I could have kissed him for days, but he pulled away. He took my hand in his, and led me to the bedroom. Inside was a huge bed, king sized, covered with a stark white duvet. We stood at the foot of the bed and kissed again. He sat down on the edge of the bed. He put his hands on my shoulders, then ran them down my arms before taking my hands in his, our fingers entwined. "Have you been with a man before, Linda?" he asked. I told him that, yes, I had been with a boy before, so I wasn't a virgin. He looked a little disappointed for a second, but quickly returned the smile to his face. He asked how old I was when I lost my virginity. I told him " I was a virgin until about 6 months ago." He smiled.
He let go of my hands and began unbottoning my shirt. He slid it off my shoulders and tossed it into the chair near the bed. I kicked off my flip flops and pushed them over beside the chair before unzipping my jeans. Once undone, he slid them down the length of my legs and held them as i stepped out of them. He placed the beside my shirt, then surveyed what was before him. My tank covered my belly, and went down over the top of my panties. At the time, I wore granny panty style briefs, as that was all that was offered for fat girls. He smiled and sighed audibly. I was afraid he'd be able to tell that my panties were wet by looking at me. Every time his fingers grazed my skin, it was like a jolt of electricity through my body. I thought I was going to explode when he pulled my tank up. I automaticaly raised my arms up as he pulled it up over my head and off my body. The only thought in my head was "Hurry up!". I just wanted to be naked against him, but he was being very deliberate. He reached around to unhook my bra, and I felt his cheek graze against my skin. I nearly came at that moment. I turned away as he slowly pulled the straps down and slid them down my arms, exposing my large breasts. Then he moved his hands down to my ample hips, and slid my panties down my legs, before I stepped out of them. "Oh good", he said. I looked at him with obvious curiosity and he said one word. "Bush".
I stood before him, naked, as he looked me over. With my hands on my hips, he turned me around so my back was to him. I felt his hands run over my ass cheeks and heard him moan approvingly. I turned back around and asked "Did I pass inspection?" He smiled and slid his hand between my legs. I thought I was going to pass out when his finger touched my already engorged clit. He slowly slid his fingers between my pussy lips and palmed my clit. He looked up at my face, which by this time was crimson red, and said "Honey, it's okay. I won't hurt you." He stood up and brought his palm to my face. "Taste yourself", he said. I complied. I had tasted myself before, and as usual my juices tasted sweet. I licked his palm clean of my juices, and he kissed me deeply, taking in my taste from my tongue. He turned me around and told me to lie down on the bed. I sat down and scooched my ass up toward the headboard. "Lie back, Linda", he said. As I laid back, I watched him take off his shirt, jeans and socks, leaving only his boxers. I could see his erection clearly. The mushroom head was sticking ou the top of his shorts. "Close your eyes", he said. Once they were closed, I felt fingers sliding my pussy lips apart. I gasped at his touch, but didn't open my eyes. His fingers were exploring my pussy. "Beautiful", he whispered, and slid a finger inside me. I felt my pussy tighten against his finger and he moaned approvingly before sliding in a second finger. "God, you are so wet, sweetheart." I felt his thumb manipulating my clit as his fingers slowly pistoned in and out of my drenched cunt.
Then it happened. I felt his tongue on my clit. Slow and deliberate, he ran his tongue from my clit to my cunt and back before taking my clit between his lips. He sucked harder on my clit as he finger fucked my pussy. My body involuntarily writhed against his face as I could feel myself getting close. I'd never felt like this before. No man had ever eaten my pussy before, and I loved it. I moaned as his pace quickened. "Honey, cum on my fingers!" That was all it took, and my cunt exploded in orgasm, contracting against his fingers. I cried out as I climaxed, and he didn't stop. He continued sucking my clit and fucking me with his fingers until I had to beg him to stop. I felt like my body was on fire. He crawled up the bed and laid beside me. "You okay?" he asked, grinning at me. I told him I wasn't sure. "Nobody's ever done that to me before", I explained. His smile broadened. He told me he was flattered I let him be the first.
We laid on the bed together for a few minutes, spooning, while I caught my breath. Once composed, I rolled over onto my other side, and kissed him deeply. Leaning up on one hand, he ran the other from my shoulder, down my arm and onto my hip. He squeezed my ass cheek playfully. I looked down to see his erection was back at full mast. It was about 8 inches, I would guess, and pretty thick. It was the biggest I'd ever seen up close. I took it in my hand and slowly stroked him. I ran my thumb over the tip of his prick, paying special attention to his piss hole. I'd given handies before, and I was pretty good at it. He must have thought so too, because it wasn't long before I felt precum under my thumb. "Linda", he asked, "i want to ask you something, but there really isn't a delicate way, so I'll just ask." I must have looked confused, because he smiled at me reassuringly. "It's nothing bad, honey. I was just wondered if you'd ever given anyone a blowjob before?" I shook my head no. I would tonight, though.
"I'm not sure what to do", I told him as I sat up. He put his arm around me and rubbed my back. "Something tells me you'll be a natural", he said. "I just don't want to do anything the wrong way", I told him sheepishly. He smiled again and told me not to worry, he'd help me. He propped up his head with pillows so he could get a good look. I scooched down the bed so I was at the same level as his cock, and started stroking it again. "If I do something wrong, please tell me", I pleaded with him. I was so afraid of hurting him, or embarassing myself. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, and slid the head of his cock on it. I ran it all along the outside of my lips as I slowly stroked him. I sucked the mushroom head between my lips and into my mouth, and looked up at him. He smiled back approvingly. I sucked on the head and pulled it out of my mouth with a loud pop. I giggled, and he smiled again. "Lick the shaft, honey", he asked, and I complied. I ran my tongue up and down the base of his cock. When I reached the top, I licked the head, paying special attention to the pisshole, flicking it with my tongue. His moan proved to me I was doing something right, so I repeated it over and over, stopping occasionally to catch my breath and stroke his cock. I could feel it getting bigger, more engorged, in my hand. I sucked the head into my mouth again, but this time I took it deeper. In my enthusiasm, I took it a little deeper than I was prepared for, and gagged audibly. He picked up his head and looked down at me. I looked up at him, tears in my eyes, searching for approval. "You okay?" I nodded, his cock still in my mouth, and tried again. This time, I was more careful and relaxed my jaw. I took him only as deep as I was sure I could without gagging. I heard him moan again and did it again, and again. I felt his fingers in my hair as I fucked his cock with my mouth. Saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth as I noisily sucked his hard prick. I quickened my pace and his moans got louder. "You want to taste it baby?" he asked breathily. I nodded quickly, and he took his cock from my mouth. "Open your mouth", he said, and I did, sticking out my tongue. He stroke his cock maybe a dozen times, and shot his spunk onto my tongue and into my mouth. It felt hot and tasted funny, from the wine I presume, and I wasn't sure what to do next, so I swallowed it. I had to swallow three times to get it all, then I wiped the corner of my mouth. "Did I do okay?" I asked him, seriously. "I knew you'd be a natural, Linda." I beamed with pride. "C'mere", he said, and I crawled up the bed beside him. We crawled under the sheet and spooned.
I'm not sure how long we slept, but I woke up to his erection against my ass cheek. I rolled over on my back and turned to face him. "How long did I sl**p?" I asked. "Half an hour or so, I think", he replied. "It wasn't long. I slept too." He put his hand on my left breast and started palming my nipple. I reached down and took his cock in my hand and stroked him as he began manipulating my nipple between his fingers. He got it to full hardness, and started on the other nipple. I closed my eyes and moaned, and he kissed me deeply. I could still taste my pussy on his lips, and began kissing him harder. I let go of his cock and held his face in my hands as I kissed him. He moved his hand from my nipple to my bush, parting my labia with his finger and rubbing my clit. I moaned into his mouth as he slid a finger inside me. He pulled away from me. He looked at me seriously and asked if I was on the pill. I told him I was, but shouldn't we use a condom anyway? "I don't want to get pregnant", I told him. I had always used condoms with my first boyfriend. "I had a vasectomy 20 years ago, honey", he stated. At that, he slid another finger inside me, and that was the moment I knew I'd let him fuck me bareback. I wanted to feel his cock inside me the way it was supposed to be-unencumbered by latex. "Fuck me, Rick", I begged him. "What about the condom?" he asked, grinning. "Please fuck me!" I pleaded with him to fill my cunt with his cock. He fucked my pussy with his finger a couple more times, then brought his hand to my mouth. I sucked my juices from his fingers like I'd sucked his cock an hour earlier. In one fluid move, he was on top of me. With his cock in his hand, he rubbed the head from my clit to my cunt and back again, over and over. "I need your cock inside me, Rick!" I begged. After teasing my cunt for what seemed like an eternity, he plunged his prick inside me. I gasped as my pussy swallowed his cock. I hooked my knees with my elbows so that I could get every inch of him inside me. He fucked me faster and harder, the top ridge riding my cilt with each thrust. I wrapped my arms around him and held on for dear life. I could hear the wet slapping sounds as he fucked my soaking wet cunt. I smelled the heady scent of our combined sex filling the room. I was in sensory overload. "I'm gonna cum!" I shouted. This fueled his fire and he fucked me faster with shorter strokes. It was just seconds before I climaxed, cumming all over his cock. My cunt contracted rhythmically against his cock, and in short order, I felt him shoot his load deep inside me. The sound of our labored breathing was the only sound in the room. Our bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat. He started to pull out, and I kissed him deeply. He slowly pulled out, his cock deflating. He laid down beside me and slid his arm under the back of my neck. He propped himself up partway with the pillows and I rested my head against his chest, falling asl**p.