When I was 18 I re-call a affaire with man called John at the sentence he was in his late 50's, he was divorced but in a relationship with a widow woman called Ann whose son Roger who was my age but in a different course of instruction when we in shoal. Ann didn't get it on very far from me, on a Sabbatum Nox Ann and trick would attend the local working men's club for dancing and Bingo, it was the Lapplander club my parents visited on Sabbatum nights. So my parents know Ann quite well she introduced John to them and they became friendly when meeting at the cabaret's dance night.

Sometimes I would call at the club on Saturday Night and meet my parents to walk home together, that when I met trick who seem to take a shine to me unknowingly to me at that fourth dimension. From the time I use encounter into John regularly became friendly with him, I didn't think much about it at the time, but John use to put his hand on my berm. When pinch or massage my bottom accidently on intent. I didn't object though I must admit I liked it.

Some eve I'd meet john in Town by chance, he'd been drinking all afternoon John was not really drunk but you could tell he was a slightly tipsy. trick invited me to go with him for a drinking in a nearby pub, with John's persuasive plea I accepted, the pub he chose was pretty quiet, we sat in the quoin out of aspect of the bar there were not many customers in pub at that clip. John put his hired man on my articulatio genus underneath the table and began questioning me,"Did I like girls, did I have a girl ”, then he asked me out of low-spirited"What type of boys underwear did I like wearing ”, by now I knew what his intentions where, I didn't take offence, so I answered honestly, I hope I won't shock or surprise you bathroom ”, but I like wearing skimpy briefs that resemble a pair of young woman breeches, I love the feel of the material and its lenient lightweight, I love the skimpiness and the range of colours. John seemed captivated by my openness, I knew he wouldn't scuttlebutt about our conversation to my parents, then John asked me would I give up him to see what my knickers I wearing"he commented"I bet you like fucking great in panties ”.

"Where shall we go John I'm not comfortable going to pub's toilets"John said he knew of a spot near to my family, it was a abandoned ship barn by some abandoned allotments. john had given up his flat to go and live with Ann and her children. We caught the bus that I usually catch nursing home but alighted two stops before where John Lackland and I normally vacated the bus, John seemed to be well acquainted with the old barn, He admitted he's fucked Ann there on a few occasions before he lived with Ann. As we walked to the old barn, I became bold and asked John was Ann a skillful nooky, John uttered my cock isn't enough for her, when I usually finishing fucking her she still wants her puss to be satisfied. So I suck her tits, finger her cunt before performing oral examination on her puss ”. I said `` bathroom thanks for sharing your assurance with me ”.

When we finally reached the barn by walking down an earthy nerve pathway, we entered the barn, we climbed a ladder to engage us to the start floor where an windowpane faced the path we just walked it gave us a good lookout office if soul was approaching, I stood next to the bulwark and St. John the Apostle said"Let's see your pretty knickers Jay ”, so I undid the belt of my denim then lowered them to my articulatio talocruralis, to reveal skimpy knickers to John, I was wearing a twain of lilac-colored lace panties, within seconds of admiring my panty covered crotch John grabbed me and kissed me which led to John giving me a deep French osculation, John's kissing was so gratifying I didn't want him to stop, at this full point he didn't fondled my panty cover hammer, as he kissed me he gyrated himself against my crotch, after kissing me for at least 10 ministers constantly, he kissed me all over my face, he said"Jay I've really fancied you ever since your parents introduced me ”, Then John undid his belt dropped his pant and underpants ( legal brief style ).

John continued to gyrating himself against my cock, although his rooster was flabby, just having a warm organic structure against my cock was really a nice feeling. John suggested we strip off naked, I agreed with only one exception, as long as I can sustain my knickers on. In the niche of the way there were bales of hay, so we moved towards them, after we stripped defenseless, I laid down and John laid on top of me, John returned to kissing to, French kissing me, it was John's long suit. John slowly gyrated his body rubbing his turncock against my panty covered cock I loved the wizard of having a privy's warm organic structure on top of me, I wrapped my stage around his torso, John exclaimed"I want to fuck you, I want to shag you"I asked John would he mind playing with my step-in covered peter, my dick straining due to the limitation of manner of my knickers. can moved along incline me so he could kiss and fondle me at the Saame time, by now I was in a heightened of hotness, John then released my cock from my drawers John said"I've waited and longed for this present moment ever since I met you ”, John sucked both my nipples, but due to toilet's condition after his drinking fling, his stopcock stayed flaccid, John said"Fuck, fuck, fuck, of all the times for my prick not to be upright ”, I let Saint John carry on kissing me and fondling me, he released my cock from my panty and masturbated me slowly, but I was so fucking horny, I became desperate with the burning desire to masturbated myself .John cupped my testacies and while I masturbated, privy looked into my middle until I eventually ejaculated. Then privy kissed me again.

As we laid on the hay, John explained his phantasy, the low being he wanted me to fuck him, about 18 geezerhood ago when he was Lester Willis Young and joined the Merchant Navy, one eventide while he was on night tariff with another older sailor, they entered into a masturbation session, but this became a fiddling boring so the former sailor kissed John, and asked if Gospel According to John would allow himself to be fucked, John had never thought about having anal sex before, but something inside him made him agree, John knew the routine he pulled his trouser down and underpants down, and bent over, the other sailor dropped his trouser and position his hammer at John's anus, he spat on hand and stroked his cock, fortunately for some cause John Lackland had some whiter Vaseline in a small piece of brown paper, John lubricated his dickhead, before the sailor boy thrust his shaft cryptical inside John's son of a bitch, John experienced excruciating pain but managed to check his cry of pain, the straw hat fucking John was too far gone in his quest of releasing his mettle lode in John asshole to care about John's pissed asshole. After the crewman eventually shot his cum load inside trick anus, lavatory was in pain but he felt it was worth experiencing anal sex with another man. This cock session continued another 6 times then the sailor and John were transferred to furcate ships. From that day to this day John has never been with another man. But John always longed for another occurrence.
The second base fantasy Saint John the Apostle explained he wanted me to sleep with Ann while he fucked me, do you think Ann would check, I asked, John said"I believe so ; she acts like a whore in bed, her cunt is always thirsty, with your young tool getting John Rock hard quickly you 'll fill her lustfulness.

John then went on to say `` Your father and I converse a lot about women 's twat and shagging them, we comment on some of the cleaning lady who attend the club 's dance, your Dad is more fucking horny than me '', I expect you already know he 's fucked muckle of womanhood past and present, of course your mother does n't sleep with '', the difference with your Dad 's stopcock and mine, his cock can gain a full erection easily and stay hard longer, mine takes much longer ''.

'' I asked your father would he join Ann and me for a ternary"Knowing my father I was not shocked, at what St. John the Apostle said, I know he confided in John about his lust for different cunts to bonk, I suspected Dad had already fucked Ann before her relationship with King John began, I already knew Ann was sexually frustrated since her husband died. Roger and I were friendly in school he said he watched through the bedroom keyhole and saw his mother being fucked by a man she met at a pub. I asked Roger did he mind, hell no Roger said.

When John is alone in the house which is very rare affair, because Ann or her children are always around, he puts on a pair of Ann girl 's breeches and masturbates .