I was slowly acclimating to new billet - getting used to being single in a new place, and having sex with some guy rope. We invited Jerry to come to the Tues Nox sessions ; he had a dispute some hebdomad so he said he 'd cut down in on social function.

I could assure I was getting used to my new life story - I was getting bored. I decided to do some house painting and decorating in the townhouse. It 's a nice place, only a few geezerhood old, but off-white everywhere was n't going to cut it. I painted a couple of rooms, which led to some new stroke carpeting, bulwark hangings and the like. I was getting to be a regular at the local home middle. Then the odd affair happened, I was getting some rouge mixed up when the section manager mentioned that they were looking to hire somebody for pigment and wall screening. I expressed an interest in a part time job, and sure enough they hired me. I am not an overly social person, but I can pass well with customers about their needs.

I took a liking to a lad employee from Appliances, Marsha. The troupe had a holiday social, boozing after work, and I spent nigh of it talking to her. We had a very similar sense of witticism, and I found myself comfortable being capable with her. A nice peach too, fifty-something, and about five-nine, almost my height. Marsha was what you 'd call nicely attack - not plunk, just nicely twist. Her walking was very graceful. She had lived in the area quite a patch, and it turns out that her baby lives in the Meadows. Marsha described her sister, and I remembered seeing her at the cafe.

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A couple of days later, I was just relaxing after breakfast and got to thinking about Tom 's cock. I remembered how it was ordinary length but was gracious and duncical. More importantly, I thought about it being the world-class cock I sucked, and found myself getting very hard. I remembered putting my backtalk on his midst organ the initiatory time, and how excited 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 drink. Yeah, I 'm in the mood too, I 'll be over in a patch. ``

When Tom arrived, we did pelt ourselves a distich of beers, then retired to my bedroom. He asked what made me telephone, and I told him I had got to thinking about his fat cock. `` Maybe in your sassing ? '' he asked.

'' Definitely. It 's been almost a week since I 've had any putz and cum. '' Tom walked up close to me and reached down for my crotch. Finding a hard lummox there, he said, `` Hmm, you are in the mood, I can assure. '' But I stepped back a little, and reached for his rap. Tom put his script on my shoulders and rubbed up and down seductively, while I opened his smash and zipper. Then, I pulled down his gasp and underwear together. His cock was getting punishing 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 near look at his stiffening penis.

Tom 's pubic whisker was graying, but still filled in nicely around the theme of his cock. The organ itself was thick, like I said, and his head was decided. I liked its shape. Reaching for it with both hired man, I ran my finger up and down the shaft, which was Christ Within brown and had very sexy vena showing on each side. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked.

Of course, my pecker was good and operose too. I let go of him long enough to spread my pants and commit it out. Then I took Tom 's meat in one mitt, cupped his egg with the other and lowered my face until I was breathing on his putz head. Tom said, `` Go down on me man, I want your mouth on it. '' I obliged ; I put my mouth over his headway, licked his relieve oneself slit a little, then opened wide and slid down onto his thick shaft. I loved the way it felt to receive his fat dick filling my mouth, and when I reached bottom of the inning I could sense his hammer drumhead against the back of my sassing. And my nose was buried in his crotch hair. Damn this was hot, I loved that feeling. My oral cavity was spread broad, which was very sexy. Nothing feels like a fat rooster filling your mouth. I began to slide up and down on him, rubbing my lingua on it and humming a little.

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

I came off his rooster for long enough to say, `` Good. I 'm looking forward to eating your freight. ''

I went right back down on him and started to nurse voiceless. I played with his glob with one hand and reached down to stroke my own cock with the early. Tom said he was getting close down and I kept up the apparent motion on his pecker and my own. I was getting hot too. Then Tom started to moan and shove into my mouth, three or four clip, then I could feel his appendage throb in my mouth. The taste perception of his jism hit my glossa as he called, `` Ahhhhhh '' ; he quivered and shook, and I could finger about three heart of cum hit my pharynx. I could n't wait any to a greater extent myself. I came off his dick, stood up between his legs, and he reached for my hard putz. He only had a luck to stroke it about twice before I blew my consignment out on his paw, with some of it falling down on his stopcock and belly. He caught what he could with his hand and brought that hand to his mouth and licked it off.

We laid around for a piece and played with each early before we washed up and Tom took off. That was a great way to expend the day.

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I invited Marsha out to dinner. The waitress brought our drinks and took our lodge, and we relaxed and chatted. Marsh said that she liked lots of kinds of music and we explored that involvement ; we were both big into old rockabilly. On a new matter, she asked me what was new in the household. `` I 'm thinking about getting some shelf parts and making a wall shelf for the breakfast nook. I do n't have room for a big table, maybe I could keep back the condiments there. ``

'' spice of life then, '' she asked ?

'' Nah, the spice of life is better poppycock than that. ``

She caught what I alluded to, and smiled at me seductively. `` Yes… I can conceive of more interesting ways to spice things up. ``

I smiled back and said, `` Me too. '' Under the mesa I went to travel my leg next to hers, only to find her doing the same. We were both a niggling storm to rival the early so quickly, and broke a jest over it. Quietly, I asked, `` Are you getting invigorated 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 sura muscles and returned, `` You 're as toned as I 'd guessed. '' We savored the link for a minute then chatted more. Dinner came and, between the good food and warm company, we had a very nice time.

Before we were done, I realized that I had to make entire disclosure about my sex life. It was n't bonny to her if she did n't understand my sake and other activities. At a lull, I said, `` Marsha, there 's something you should know before we get closer. ``

She cocked her heading 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 rope at the Meadows that watch dirty movies and gambol with each other. ``

Huh ? In a moment, I put 2 & 2 & 2 together. She laughed then so did I. Molly must birth spilled the noggin to spread gossip, and Marsha 's sister lived in the complex. `` Oh I was cognizant of that, and wondered if you were involved. Actually, '' Marsha added, `` It sounds like fun. I have no yield with that, as long as everbody is clean. '' I felt good about being fair with her, and I was relieved that the evening would keep with Marsha.

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

Marsha lived in an elder household that was decorated in the farmhouse flavour. She took my helping hand and showed me around the downstairs, then smiled at me and said, `` The bedrooms are upstairs. '' I drew her to me and wrapped my weapons system around her. She looked up and offered me her lip, and I gave her a long, slow kiss. She pressed her tit against me, and I liked what I felt. I was well on my way to having a very stiff peter. We kissed a minute, then she broke the kiss and took my hand again, showing me up the steps. Following her upstairs was terrific, between her graceful bm and her swaying buns. At her sleeping room, the side by side candy kiss was n't slow and tender ; our cacoethes sweep over us and we kissed hard and sexy. My hands went around her back and hers found my ass. I slid one hand around and took hold of her boob, and holy bastard, was she business firm and warm.

She pushed me down on the bed and laid me on my back. Without hesitating, she reached for my whack and opened it, then my zipper. When she reached in my underwear, she smiled at me and said, `` My goodness, what a nice hard prick for me to work with. Mmmm, it 's been a spell. '' Pulling my cock out of my underwear, she added, `` I think I need to suckle on this, like right now. '' She reached for my pants waist and I lifted my bum so she could pull down my pants. `` My God that 's a overnice hawkshaw. '' She leaned down and kissed my school principal, then started licking up and down - but not for long. Next thing I felt was her wet oral cavity on my tool header, and slowly moving down on my shaft. This lady friend was in effect at it ; she slid on and off, stopping to suck in now and then. She could get well-nigh of my seven column inch into her mouth, and I could n't assist but throb in there.

This went on for some clock time, then I got very concerned in putting my face in her crotch. I gently took hold of her head and lifted her off, then stood up. We finished undressing each other, but I only got as far as removing her bra. Marsha 's wheel was exquisite ; so firm and cycle. I dove in and started licking her pap while I massaged the early girlfriend. She just moaned and put her hired man behind my oral sex. Eventually my urge to eat her cunt overcame the fun I was having with her tits. I took off the rest of her clothes and it was my turn to lay her Down. She pulled down the natural covering and hopped up on the bed. I spread her legs and just stood admiring her lovely lilliputian bloom of a cunt with a nicely trimmed George Bush - all gray no lupus erythematosus ! She said, `` Are you just going to calculate ? I really need you to eat my pussy. ``

'' Your pussy is beautiful, and I have every intention of… '' Could n't finish that as I was already running my nose through her fur and began to snog all around her vulva. `` Ohmygod, you kiss so skillful ! '' I licked all around, working my way to her mouth which I licked up and down. Then without warning, I stuck my spit in her snatch as far as it would go ; she inhaled sharply and squeaked out an `` Oh !'My tongue went to bring then, up and down her pussy and occasionally touching her clitoris. `` Oh god oh god, yes… '' I worked harder and spent more time on her clitoris ; she started to rock her pelvis up, and I put my mouth all around her love button. I licked her, slowly gaining intensity, as she rocked her hips and moaned, louder and louder, then I went hard after her clitoris. She cried, `` Ahhhhh '' and humped hard against my face, as her orgasm overtook her. I let off her and lift my promontory as she convulsed up and down.

As she came to take a breather, I moved up and put my cock head against her cunt lip. Marsha grabbed my coxa and pulled, urging me to enter her. She was very wet, and I just slowly slue into her until I was mostly buried. One or two quick apparent movement to ensure her wetness was spread all over my cock, and I went all the way in. Marsha approved ; I could feel her puss squeezing my cock. It was heavenly. I looked lustfully at her fount, then scanned down to her teat and looked to see myself buried in her. Marsha said, `` Fuck me, Pete. I need a good fuck from a big severely man. Pump me until I cum again and fill me up with your cum. ``

I began to move in and out of her, moving around until she squeaked her favorable reception at one fleck. I pumped in earnest, getting faster. Putting my sassing to hers, I put my tongue in and she passionately returned my kiss. Our brim locked as I started to pump her harder and harder, and felt her warm house tits on my chest. Both of us moaned in unison as I stabbed her snatch, then I felt my climax hit and I buried my cock in her cunt, and scene my cum into her. She screamed and humped against me as her s orgasm overtook her.

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

'' Hands and mouths. We do n't do anal. ``

Marsha thought about that, then asked, `` I 've had gay woman experiences, and I think it 's aphrodisiacal when guy suck each other. Do you say they 'd beware having an interview ? ``

'' You wan na watch ? 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 surely my baby Anna would want in on it. ``

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