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 Pride 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 mellow school.

I could differentiate she was really uneasy as we sat in the back curtilage imbibing and smoke cigarettes. She was telling me about how she had a new condominium where she lived with her son who was in high up school day and how excite her first pridefulness 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 middle aged noblewoman, especially since she was modest enough for me to throw over my shoulder.

As the party was winding down I decided to take a luck and invited her back to my place for a few more drinks. She stuttered a few times and blushed but she accepted. I only lived a few blocks away so we walked over, sharing another fag and she nervously held my hand. I opened up the movement door to my building and led her downstairs to my cellar 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 feet and weighed maybe 115. I'm not huge by any means at 5'8"but I towered over her and it was fun to beak her up. She opened her mouthpiece for my glossa, tasting of cigarettes and chintzy Chardonnay as I spun her around to put her seat on the kitchen counter. We kissed like that for a few moment as she wrapped her legs around my waist, the bottom of her attire bunching up between us.

She started panting heavily into my mouth and I pulled back from her, running my hands down her body from her shoulders, over her breasts and down to her legs, then back up under her frock. I found the private parts of her pantie with one hand and ran my finger's breadth up and down it, feeling that they were damp. I lifted her bum off the retort for a sec and began to pull her panty down as she rolled her drumhead back and stared at the felling through half open centre. Her scanty fell off her mortise joint revealing a small well trimmed Dubya of black-market hairsbreadth. 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 rosehip as she tried to get one of my fingerbreadth inside of her. I obliged her with first one finger then two. Her first orgasm of the Night touched off when I began to encircle her clit with my thumb and she squeezed her legs together so smashed I thought she was trying to suppress my hand. She was no longer able to concentrate on kissing me, so I left her sassing 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 stimulation overpowered it. When my rim found her picayune clit and I pressed my clapper against it, she became tongue-tied, moaning and writhing against another sexual climax. From what she had told me earlier that Nox I knew that she had never been very explorative in bed with her ex, so I decided to broaden her celestial horizon. I took one of the finger that had been inside her and was still slick and I pressed it against her whoreson. I felt her tense up for a second, but then she pushed her soundbox down onto my digit and it slid all the way into her ass.

We stayed like that for what must deliver been fifteen minute of arc, her splayed across my kitchen heel counter, humping her pussy against my wealthy person and grinding against the finger in her ass. Finally she had enough and she weekly pushed my head word away, my finger coming out with a belittled 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 articulatio humeri, 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 the boot pants and underclothing. Then I climbed up on the bed, kneeled with one human knee beside each of her pinna 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 bush and wet lips poking through the pilus. She started licking, nervously at initiatory but she quickly got into it, alternating between pushing her tongue into me and circling my button. She obviously hadn't done it many prison term before, but enthusiasm made up for a deficiency of experience. I decided that I wanted to keep back playing with her as she ate me, so I quickly turned around, settling my pussycat back on her face, her nose between my ass impertinence. She got back to licking me as I pulled her garb up past her waist and over her pectus, revealing a small pair of breasts covered in a black bra. I pulled the bra up as well so all of her dress were bunched around her cervix and started squeezing and playing with her chest. She increased the pace or her licking as I started pulling on and playing with her large disconsolate mamilla.

Eventually her clumsy but enthusiastic lacing set me over the edge. I sat down hard on her aspect, briefly smothering her as I twisted her nipples and rode out the orgasm. When I rolled off of her she was panting for breather, sweating and with a Brobdingnagian grinning 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 pile on my kitchen flooring .