I was slowly acclimating to new situation - getting used to being ace in a new lieu, and having sex with some guys. We invited Jerry to hail to the Tuesday dark Roger Sessions ; he had a conflict some weeks so he said he 'd drop in on occasion.

I could evidence I was getting used to my new life - I was getting bored. I decided to do some painting and decorating in the townhouse. It 's a nice stead, only a few years old, but whitish everywhere was n't going to cut it. I painted a couple of rooms, which led to some new throw rug, wall wall hanging and the like. I was getting to be a regular at the local anesthetic home center. Then the odd thing happened, I was getting some paint mixed up when the department director mentioned that they were looking to take somebody for paint and wall screening. I expressed an sake in a part time job, and for sure enough they hired me. I am not an overly social mortal, but I can communicate well with client about their needs.

I took a liking to a fellow employee from gadget, Marsha. The company had a vacation mixer, drinks after work, and I spent most of it talking to her. We had a very similar sense of sense of humour, and I found myself comfortable being unresolved with her. A Nice spectator too, fifty-something, and about five-nine, almost my acme. Marsha was what you 'd visit nicely attack - not plump, just nicely curved. Her walk was very graceful. She had lived in the area quite a piece, and it turns out that her sister lives in the meadow. Marsha described her sister, and I remembered seeing her at the cafe.

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A couple of twenty-four hour period later, I was just relaxing after breakfast and got to thinking about Tom 's tool. I remembered how it was average length but was nice and thick. More importantly, I thought about it being the first stopcock I sucked, and found myself getting very hard. I remembered putting my mouth on his thick organ the starting time time, and how frantic I was. About then, I thought about having a wank, then called myself an idiot and called Tom instead. I invited him over for a drink, which he could see right through, and snickered at me. `` Sure, a crapulence. Yeah, I 'm in the mood too, I 'll be over in a while. ``

When Tom arrived, we did pour ourselves a duo of beers, then retired to my bedroom. He asked what made me send for, and I told him I had got to thinking about his fat hammer. `` Maybe in your back talk ? '' he asked.

'' Definitely. It 's been almost a calendar week since I 've had any cock and cum. '' Tom walked up close to me and reached down for my crotch. Finding a hard hunk there, he said, `` Hmm, you are in the mood, I can severalise. '' But I stepped back a little, and reached for his rap. Tom put his hands on my shoulders and rubbed up and down seductively, while I opened his belt and zip. Then, I pulled down his pants and underwear together. His hammer was getting hard and pointing out. I put my hands on his chest and sat him down on the bed, then knelt in front of him and had a good look at his stiffening penis.

Tom 's pubic whisker was graying, but still filled in nicely around the basis of his cock. The organ itself was thick, like I said, and his head was distinct. I liked its shape. Reaching for it with both hands, I ran my digit up and down the shaft, which was light brown and had very sexy veins showing on each side. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked.

Of course of action, my hammer was honorable and severely too. I let go of him long enough to open my pants and attract it out. Then I took Tom 's nitty-gritty in one hand, cupped his balls with the other and lowered my brass until I was breathing on his cock point. Tom said, `` Go down on me man, I want your back talk on it. '' I obliged ; I put my mouth over his head, licked his make water slit a little, then opened extensive and slid down onto his thick slam. I loved the way it felt to suffer his fat tool filling my mouth, and when I reached bottom I could feel his hammer top dog against the spine of my sass. And my nose was buried in his crotch hair. Damn this was hot, I loved that belief. My mouth was spread wide, which was very aphrodisiacal. Nothing feels like a fat rooster filling your mouth. I began to slide up and down on him, rubbing my tongue on it and humming a little.

Tom said, `` You 've gotten really sound at that, shit you 're making me sense so hot. ``

I came off his cock for long enough to say, `` in force. I 'm looking forward to eating your load. ''

I went right back down on him and started to fellate hard. I played with his balls with one hand and reached down to stroke my own dick with the other. Tom said he was getting close and I kept up the motion on his dick and my own. I was getting hot too. Then Tom started to groan and thrust into my mouth, three or four fourth dimension, then I could finger his member throbbing in my mouth. The taste of his jism hit my clapper as he called, `` Ahhhhhh '' ; he quivered and shook, and I could feel about three pumps of cum hit my throat. I could n't look any more myself. I came off his peter, stood up between his legs, and he reached for my hard prick. He only had a chance to stroke it about twice before I blew my encumbrance out on his hand, with some of it falling down on his cock and belly. He caught what he could with his mitt and brought that hand to his mouth and licked it off.

We laid around for a patch and played with each other before we washed up and Tom took off. That was a with child way to spend the day.

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I invited Marsha out to dinner. The waitress brought our drinks and took our order of magnitude, and we relaxed and chatted. Marsh said that she liked lots of kinds of music and we explored that pastime ; we were both big into old rockabilly. On a new topic, she asked me what was new in the theater. `` I 'm thinking about getting some ledge component part and making a bulwark shelf for the breakfast corner. I do n't experience room for a big mesa, maybe I could keep the condiments there. ``

'' Spice of life history then, '' she asked ?

'' Nah, the spicery of spirit is better hooey than that. ``

She caught what I alluded to, and smiled at me seductively. `` Yes… I can guess of more than interesting manner to zest thing up. ``

I smiled back and said, `` Me too. '' Under the table I went to travel my leg next to hers, only to obtain her doing the Sami. We were both a fiddling surprised to touch the other so quickly, and broke a laugh over it. Quietly, I asked, `` Are you getting fresh with me ? ``

'' As a matter of fact, yes I am. '' She slowly rubbed her leg along mine and said, `` Nice leg. Very hefty. '' I could feel her firm calfskin muscleman and returned, `` You 're as toned as I 'd guessed. '' We savored the contact for a minute then chatted more. dinner party came and, between the good food for thought and quick company, we had a very nice time.

Before we were done, I realized that I had to progress to full revealing about my sex life. It was n't fair to her if she did n't translate my interests and other activities. At a lull, I said, `` Marsha, there 's something you should have it away before we get closer. ``

She cocked her head a little and said, `` And that would be ? ``

'' I 'm actually bisexual. ``

'' Actively ? ``

'' Yes. ``

She smiled and said, `` You must be mixed up with those guy cable at the meadow that watch dirty movies and play with each other. ``

Huh ? In a mo, I put 2 & 2 & 2 together. She laughed then so did I. Molly must have spilled the beans to spread rumormonger, and Marsha 's sister lived in the coordination compound. `` Oh I was aware of that, and wondered if you were involved. Actually, '' Marsha added, `` It sounds like fun. I have no issues with that, as long as everbody is clean. '' I felt just about being dependable with her, and I was relieved that the evening would continue with Marsha.

I drove her back to her firm, and she rested her hand on my leg the whole way. I asked her if I might issue forth in ; she squeezed my thigh and said, `` I was hoping you 'd ask. ``

Marsha lived in an older house that was decorated in the farmhouse look. She took my hand and showed me around the downstairs, then smiled at me and said, `` The bedrooms are up the stairs. '' I drew her to me and wrapped my arms around her. She looked up and offered me her lips, and I gave her a farsighted, dim kiss. She pressed her tit against me, and I liked what I felt. I was well on my way to having a very stiff cock. We kissed a minute, then she broke the kiss and took my hand again, showing me up the stairs. Following her upstairs was marvelous, between her graceful movement and her swaying seat. At her bedroom, the next kiss was n't slow and attender ; our passion overtook us and we kissed hard and sexy. My hands went around her back and hers found my ass. I slid one hired man around and took detainment of her booby, and holy shit, was she firm and warm.

She pushed me down on the bed and laid me on my spinal column. Without hesitating, she reached for my rap and opened it, then my zip. When she reached in my underwear, she smiled at me and said, `` My goodness, what a nice arduous cock for me to play with. Mmmm, it 's been a while. '' Pulling my cock out of my underwear, she added, `` I think I need to imbibe on this, like right now. '' She reached for my pants waistline and I lifted my butt so she could pull down my trouser. `` My God that 's a squeamish dick. '' She leaned down and kissed my nous, then started licking up and down - but not for long. side by side matter I felt was her wet mouth on my shaft head, and slowly moving down on my lance. This little girl was upright at it ; she slid on and off, stopping to suck now and then. She could get almost of my seven inches into her oral cavity, and I could n't facilitate but throb in there.

This went on for some sentence, then I got very interested in putting my face in her crotch. I gently took clutches of her headland and lifted her off, then stood up. We finished undressing each other, but I only got as far as removing her bra. Marsha 's rack was exquisite ; so steadfast and one shot. I dove in and started licking her pap while I massaged the former daughter. She just moaned and put her script behind my head. Eventually my urge to eat her pussy overcame the fun I was having with her titmouse. I took off the rest of her apparel and it was my bit to lay her down. She pulled down the covers and hopped up on the bed. I spread her wooden leg and just stood admiring her endearing little flower of a pussy with a nicely trimmed bush - all greyish no lupus erythematosus ! She said, `` Are you just going to search ? I really need you to eat my pussy. ``

'' Your kitty is beautiful, and I have every intention of… '' Could n't polish off that as I was already running my nose through her fur and began to kiss all around her vulva. `` Ohmygod, you kiss so gracious ! '' I licked all around, working my way to her lips which I licked up and down. Then without warning, I stuck my glossa in her bit as far as it would go ; she inhaled sharply and squeaked out an `` Oh !'My tongue went to work then, up and down her puss and occasionally touching her clit. `` Oh god oh god, yes… '' I worked harder and pass Sir Thomas More clock time on her button ; she started to rock her pelvic girdle up, and I put my mouth all around her honey clitoris. I licked her, slowly gaining strength, as she rocked her coxa and moaned, louder and louder, then I went hard after her clit. She cried, `` Ahhhhh '' and humped hard against my grimace, as her orgasm overtook her. I let off her and lifted my head as she convulsed up and down.

As she came to rest, I moved up and put my cock head against her snatch brim. Marsha grabbed my hips and pulled, urging me to enter her. She was very wet, and I just slowly slew into her until I was mostly buried. One or two ready motions to guarantee her wetness was spread all over my dick, and I went all the way in. Marsha approved ; I could feel her kitty-cat squeezing my cock. It was heavenly. I looked lustfully at her face, then scanned down to her pap and looked to see myself buried in her. Marsha said, `` nooky me, Pete. I need a good fuck from a big hard man. Pump me until I cum again and replete me up with your cum. ``

I began to move in and out of her, moving around until she squeaked her approval at one spotlight. I pumped in earnest, getting faster. Putting my lips to hers, I put my knife in and she passionately returned my kiss. Our lips locked as I started to pump her harder and harder, and felt her warm firm tits on my thorax. Both of us moaned in unison as I stabbed her kitty, then I felt my orgasm hit and I buried my cock in her twat, and snap my semen into her. She screamed and humped against me as her minute coming overtook her.

As we relaxed into afterglow, Marsha said, `` So you guys do all kinds of fun clobber ? ``

'' Hands and lip. We do n't do anal retentive. ``

Marsha thought about that, then asked, `` I 've had lesbian experiences, and I think it 's aphrodisiac when cat suck each other. Do you suppose they 'd heed having an audience ? ``

'' You wan na observe ? They might go for that, we 're all bi. Especially if you gave us something nice to see. ``

'' That could be arranged. And I 'm certain my sister Anna would desire in on it. ``

Cool ! Her sis was an attractive woman too, a little plumper but looked to have a squeamish wrack. `` I 'll see what they think. ''