The first time I was with an elderly woman was a few age ago. I was 22 and she was in her mid forty. We were at a superbia after party of friend of an ex was hosting and got to talking. She had only just come out in the last year, and had an exhusband and a son in high up school.

I could tell she was really nervous as we sat in the back yard crapulence and smoke cigarettes. She was telling me about how she had a new condo where she lived with her son who was in high school and how turn on her first of all 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 centre aged Lady, especially since she was pocket-sized enough for me to throw over my shoulder.

As the party was winding down I decided to subscribe a luck and invited her back to my place for a few more drinks. She stuttered a few meter and blushed but she accepted. I only lived a few blocks away so we walked over, sharing another fag and she nervously held my manus. I opened up the front door to my edifice and led her downstairs to my cellar apartment.

When we got inside I picked her up by her thigh and brought her head up to mine for a kiss. She was all of five understructure and weighed maybe 115. I'm not huge by any substance 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 cigarettes and cheap Pinot Chardonnay as I spun her around to put her goat on the kitchen parry. We kissed like that for a few hour as she wrapped her legs around my waist, the bottom of her dress bunching up between us.

She started panting heavily into my backtalk and I pulled back from her, running my hand down her body from her articulatio humeri, over her chest and down to her legs, then back up under her apparel. I found the crotch of her scanty with one mitt and ran my finger up and down it, feeling that they were moist. I lifted her bum off the counter for a second and began to pull her step-in down as she rolled her head back and stared at the felling through half afford eyes. Her pantie fell off her ankles revealing a modest well trimmed shrub of disastrous whisker. I filled her head back for a osculation with one hand while the other went between her legs.

I ran my fingerbreadth up and down her sassing, enjoying her moans and the humping of her hips as she tried to get one of my fingerbreadth inside of her. I obliged her with first one finger then two. Her first sexual climax of the Night touched off when I began to circle her clitoris with my pollex and she squeezed her legs together so tight I thought she was trying to crush my hired hand. She was no longer able to concentrate on kissing me, so I left her lips and moved my head down between her thighs.

She managed to gasp"I have haven't showered yet,"but I was already pressing my tongue into her. She was a little sweaty, but the preference of her rousing overpowered it. When my lips found her minuscule clit and I pressed my tongue against it, she became tongue-tied, moaning and writhing against another orgasm. From what she had told me earlier that Night I knew that she had never been very explorative in bed with her ex-husband, so I decided to diversify her celestial horizon. I took one of the fingers that had been inside her and was still sleek and I pressed it against her asshole. I felt her tense up for a second, but then she pushed her consistency 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 snatch against my have and grinding against the fingerbreadth in her ass. Finally she had enough and she weekly pushed my head away, my finger coming out with a minor pop as her asshole closed behind it. She was semi coherent, but she begged me to let her eat me.

I picked her up and tossed her over my shoulder, caressing and grabbing her ass as I carried her into my sleeping room. I lay her down on my bed and quickly took off my thrill knickers and underclothes. Then I climbed up on the bed, kneeled with one knee beside each of her ears and lowered myself onto her sass. 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 fuzz. She started licking, nervously at first off but she quickly got into it, alternating between pushing her natural language into me and circling my clit. She obviously hadn't done it many clock time before, but enthusiasm made up for a lack of experience. I decided that I wanted to keep playing with her as she ate me, so I quickly turned around, settling my pussycat back on her face, her nose between my ass nerve. She got back to licking me as I pulled her dress up past her waist and over her pectus, revealing a humble pair of breasts covered in a pitch-black bra. I pulled the bra up as well so all of her wearing apparel were bunched around her neck and started squeezing and playing with her titty. She increased the pace or her licking as I started pulling on and playing with her large dark nipples.

Eventually her clumsy but enthusiastic lacing set me over the edge. I sat down hard on her human face, briefly smothering her as I twisted her nipples and depend upon out the orgasm. When I rolled off of her she was panting for breather, sweating and with a huge grinning on her case. We cuddled up and almost immediately fell asleep.

When I woke up in the good morning she was gone, but she had forgotten her panty and they were still in a quite a little on my kitchen flooring .