The first time I was with an one-time woman was a few years ago. I was 22 and she was in her mid forties. We were at a Pride after party of ally of an ex was hosting and got to talking. She had only just come out in the finish yr, and had an exhusband and a son in mellow school.

I could tell she was really nervous as we sat in the back railway yard drinking and smoking cigaret. She was telling me about how she had a new condominium where she lived with her son who was in gamey schooltime and how rouse her world-class 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 precious for a middle aged lady, especially since she was low enough for me to throw over my shoulder.

As the party was winding down I decided to take a chance and invited her back to my station for a few to a greater extent deglutition. She stuttered a few times and blushed but she accepted. I only lived a few stop away so we walked over, sharing another coffin nail and she nervously held my paw. I opened up the front threshold to my building 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 buss. She was all of five foot 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 lip for my tongue, tasting of cigarette and gimcrack chardonnay grape as I spun her around to put her butt on the kitchen counter. We kissed like that for a few minutes as she wrapped her legs around my waist, the hindquarters of her dress 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 leg, then back up under her dress. I found the crotch of her pantie with one hand and ran my fingers up and down it, feeling that they were damp. I lifted her bum off the counter for a second and began to pull her pantie down as she rolled her headspring back and stared at the felling through half unfold eyes. Her scanty fell off her ankles revealing a small fountainhead trimmed Dubyuh of black hairs. I filled her head back for a kiss with one hand while the early went between her legs.

I ran my finger up and down her lips, enjoying her moans and the humping of her pelvic girdle as she tried to get one of my finger's breadth inside of her. I obliged her with for the first time one finger then two. Her first coming of the dark touched off when I began to encircle her clitoris with my pollex and she squeezed her legs together so cockeyed I thought she was trying to crush my bridge player. She was no longer able to concentrate on kissing me, so I left her brim and moved my principal down between her thighs.

She managed to puff"I have haven't showered yet,"but I was already pressing my glossa into her. She was a little sweaty, but the taste of her stimulation overpowered it. When my lip found her petty clit and I pressed my spit against it, she became tongue-tied, 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 diversify her horizons. I took one of the finger's breadth that had been inside her and was still slick and I pressed it against her asshole. I felt her tense up for a second, 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 consume been fifteen arcminute, her splayed across my kitchen counter, humping her twat against my have and grinding against the finger in her ass. Finally she had enough and she weekly pushed my head away, my finger coming out with a small pop as her asshole closed behind it. She was semifinal 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 boots trouser and underwear. Then I climbed up on the bed, kneeled with one knee beside each of her ears and lowered myself onto her backtalk. I was also pretty sweaty after being in the sun all day at the parade, but she seemed entranced by my bush and wet back talk poking through the hairsbreadth. She started licking, nervously at firstly 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 open playing with her as she ate me, so I quickly turned around, settling my pussy back on her boldness, her nose between my ass buttock. She got back to licking me as I pulled her attire up past her waistline and over her chest of drawers, revealing a small pair of knocker covered in a black bra. I pulled the bra up as well so all of her clothes were bunched around her cervix and started squeezing and playing with her titty. She increased the footstep or her beating as I started pulling on and playing with her boastfully sinister nipples.

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

When I woke up in the break of the day she was gone, but she had forgotten her panty and they were still in a pile on my kitchen floor .