The first time I was with an older woman was a few years ago. I was 22 and she was in her mid forties. We were at a superbia after company of friend of an ex was hosting and got to talking. She had only just come out in the final stage year, and had an exhusband and a son in highschool school.

I could differentiate she was really skittish as we sat in the rear grand drinking and smoking cigarettes. She was telling me about how she had a new condo where she lived with her son who was in heights school and how exciting her first pride was. She was also eying me up a lot, but really shyly and trying to act like she wasn't. I though she was pretty cute for a eye aged Lady, especially since she was humble enough for me to confound over my berm.

As the party was winding down I decided to take a hazard and invited her spine to my place for a few more potable. She stuttered a few time and blushed but she accepted. I only lived a few blocking away so we walked over, sharing another cigarette and she nervously held my hand. I opened up the presence door to my building and led her downstairs to my basement apartment.

When we got inside I picked her up by her second joint and brought her head up to mine for a kiss. She was all of five substructure and weighed maybe 115. I'm not vast by any means at 5'8"but I towered over her and it was fun to pick her up. She opened her lip for my lingua, tasting of cigaret and sleazy Chardonnay as I spun her around to put her stern on the kitchen counter. We kissed like that for a few minutes as she wrapped her wooden leg around my waist, the bottom of her attire bunching up between us.

She started panting heavily into my backtalk and I pulled back from her, running my hands down her trunk from her shoulders, over her knocker and down to her peg, then back up under her dress. I found the crotch of her panties with one hand and ran my fingers up and down it, feeling that they were damp. I lifted her bum off the counter for a second and began to pull her panties down as she rolled her head back and stared at the felling through one-half open eyes. Her panty fell off her ankle revealing a diminished well trimmed Vannevar Bush of pitch-dark pilus. I filled her head back for a kiss with one hand while the other went between her legs.

I ran my fingers up and down her lips, enjoying her moans and the humping of her coxa as she tried to get one of my finger's breadth inside of her. I obliged her with number one one digit then two. Her first orgasm of the night touched off when I began to circle her button with my pollex and she squeezed her legs together so tight I thought she was trying to crush my hand. She was no longer able-bodied to rivet on kissing me, so I left her lips and moved my head down between her thighs.

She managed to heave"I have haven't showered yet,"but I was already pressing my spit into her. She was a little sweaty, but the taste of her arousal overpowered it. When my rim found her little clit and I pressed my clapper against it, she became tongue-tied, moaning and writhing against another climax. From what she had told me earlier that dark I knew that she had never been very explorative in bed with her ex, so I decided to broaden her horizons. I took one of the fingerbreadth that had been inside her and was still pat and I pressed it against her dickhead. I felt her tense up for a endorse, but then she pushed her body down onto my finger and it slid all the way into her ass.

We stayed like that for what must sustain been 15 bit, her splayed across my kitchen counter, humping her twat against my rich person and grinding against the digit in her ass. Finally she had enough and she weekly pushed my head away, my finger coming out with a small pop as her asshole closed behind it. She was semitrailer coherent, but she begged me to let her eat me.

I picked her up and tossed her over my berm, caressing and grabbing her ass as I carried her into my sleeping accommodation. I lay her down on my bed and quickly took off my boots pants and underwear. Then I climbed up on the bed, kneeled with one knee beside each of her ears and lowered myself onto her mouth. I was also pretty sweaty after being in the sun all day at the parade, but she seemed entranced by my George H.W. Bush and wet rim poking through the hair. She started licking, nervously at maiden but she quickly got into it, alternating between pushing her clapper into me and circling my clit. She obviously hadn't done it many clip before, but enthusiasm made up for a lack of experience. I decided that I wanted to prevent playing with her as she ate me, so I quickly turned around, settling my pussy back on her nerve, her nozzle between my ass cheeks. She got back to licking me as I pulled her dress up past her waist and over her chest, revealing a small pair of breasts covered in a black bra. I pulled the bra up as well so all of her clothes were bunched around her neck opening and started squeezing and playing with her breasts. She increased the stride or her licking as I started pulling on and playing with her large shadow nipples.

Eventually her clumsy but enthusiastic defeat set me over the edge. I sat down hard on her face, briefly smothering her as I twisted her nipples and depend on out the climax. When I rolled off of her she was panting for breathing time, sweating and with a immense smile on her face. We cuddled up and almost immediately fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning she was gone, but she had forgotten her panties and they were still in a wad on my kitchen floor .