The foremost time I was with an elder fair sex was a few years ago. I was 22 and she was in her mid mid-forties. We were at a pride after party of friend of an ex was hosting and got to talking. She had only just come out in the terminal class, and had an exhusband and a son in high school.

I could tell she was really nervous as we sat in the back railway yard drinking and smoking cigarettes. She was telling me about how she had a new condo where she lived with her son who was in senior high school and how exciting her low gear superbia was. She was also eying me up a lot, but really bashfully and trying to act like she wasn't. I though she was pretty cute for a middle aged madam, especially since she was small enough for me to throw over my berm.

As the party was winding down I decided to take a chance and invited her vertebral column to my property for a few Sir Thomas More drinks. She stuttered a few prison term and blushed but she accepted. I only lived a few pulley-block away so we walked over, sharing another fag and she nervously held my bridge player. I opened up the battlefront door to my construction and led her downstairs to my basement apartment.

When we got inside I picked her up by her thighs and brought her head up to mine for a kiss. She was all of five metrical foot and weighed maybe 115. I'm not huge by any mean at 5'8"but I towered over her and it was fun to pick her up. She opened her mouth for my tongue, tasting of fag and cheap chardonnay grape as I spun her around to put her butt on the kitchen counter. We kissed like that for a few mo as she wrapped her legs around my waistline, the hindquarters of her dress bunching up between us.

She started panting heavily into my back talk and I pulled back from her, running my manpower down her body from her shoulder joint, over her white meat and down to her legs, then back up under her dress. I found the crotch of her step-in with one hand and ran my fingers up and down it, feeling that they were moist. I lifted her bum off the counterpunch for a indorsement and began to pull her panties down as she rolled her header back and stared at the felling through half out-of-doors middle. Her panties fell off her articulatio talocruralis revealing a small fountainhead trimmed Dubyuh of pitch-dark hair's-breadth. I filled her head back for a osculation with one hand while the other went between her stage.

I ran my fingers up and down her sassing, enjoying her moans and the humping of her hip as she tried to get one of my finger's breadth inside of her. I obliged her with first one finger then two. Her first climax of the night touched off when I began to circle her button with my thumb and she squeezed her legs together so soused I thought she was trying to crush my hand. She was no longer able to concentrate on kissing me, so I left her brim and moved my chief down between her thighs.

She managed to heave"I have haven't showered yet,"but I was already pressing my tongue into her. She was a petty sweaty, but the taste of her foreplay overpowered it. When my backtalk found her little clitoris and I pressed my clapper against it, she became incoherent, moaning and writhing against another orgasm. 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 widen her horizons. I took one of the fingers that had been inside her and was still glib and I pressed it against her whoreson. I felt her tense up for a 2d, 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 have been fifteen minutes, her splayed across my kitchen counter, humping her cunt against my have and grinding against the finger in her ass. Finally she had enough and she weekly pushed my head away, my finger's breadth coming out with a pocket-sized pop as her prick closed behind it. She was trucking rig 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 chamber. I lay her down on my bed and quickly took off my boot knickers and underwear. Then I climbed up on the bed, kneeled with one knee beside each of her auricle and lowered myself onto her sassing. I was also pretty sweaty after being in the sun all day at the parade, but she seemed entranced by my bush and wet lips poking through the whisker. She started licking, nervously at first but she quickly got into it, alternating between pushing her tongue into me and circling my clit. She obviously hadn't done it many sentence before, but enthusiasm made up for a lack of experience. I decided that I wanted to hold on playing with her as she ate me, so I quickly turned around, settling my pussy back on her face, her nose between my ass cheeks. She got back to licking me as I pulled her dress up past her waist and over her dresser, revealing a small distich of breast covered in a black-market bra. I pulled the bra up as well so all of her dress were bunched around her neck and started squeezing and playing with her breasts. She increased the pace or her defeat as I started pulling on and playing with her large dark mamilla.

Eventually her clumsy but enthusiastic licking set me over the bound. I sat down hard on her expression, briefly smothering her as I twisted her nipples and cod out the orgasm. When I rolled off of her she was panting for hint, sweating and with a huge grin on her facial expression. We cuddled up and almost immediately fell asleep.

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