I was slowly acclimating to new situation - getting used to being single in a new place, and having sex with some guys. We invited Jerry to fare to the Tues night sitting ; he had a conflict some week so he said he 'd drop in on affair.

I could tell I was getting used to my new life - I was getting bored. I decided to do some house painting and decorating in the townhouse. It 's a overnice office, only a few yr old, but off-white everywhere was n't going to cut it. I painted a mates of rooms, which led to some new throw carpet, wall wall hanging and the like. I was getting to be a regular at the local habitation center. Then the odd thing happened, I was getting some pigment mixed up when the department handler mentioned that they were looking to hire individual for paint and bulwark covering. I expressed an interest in a part time job, and sure enough they hired me. I am not an overly social person, but I can pass along well with customer about their needs.

I took a liking to a fellow employee from Appliances, Marsha. The company had a holiday social, boozing after workplace, and I spent most of it talking to her. We had a very similar sense of humor, and I found myself prosperous being receptive with her. A nice looker too, fifty-something, and about five-nine, almost my meridian. Marsha was what you 'd call nicely rounded - not plump, just nicely arch. Her walking was very refined. She had lived in the sphere quite a patch, and it turns out that her sister lives in the Meadows. Marsha described her sister, and I remembered seeing her at the cafe.

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A match of daylight later, I was just relaxing after breakfast and got to thinking about Tom 's cock. I remembered how it was average length but was nice and wooden-headed. More importantly, I thought about it being the inaugural hammer I sucked, and found myself getting very hard. I remembered putting my mouthpiece on his thick organ the first time, and how excited I was. About then, I thought about having a wank, then called myself an idiot and called Tom instead. I invited him over for a drink, which he could see right through, and snickered at me. `` trusted, a swallow. Yeah, I 'm in the mood too, I 'll be over in a piece. ``

When Tom arrived, we did rain buckets ourselves a couplet of beers, then retired to my bedroom. He asked what made me phone, and I told him I had got to thinking about his fat cock. `` Maybe in your mouth ? '' he asked.

'' Definitely. It 's been almost a week since I 've had any cock and cum. '' Tom walked up close to me and reached down for my crotch. Finding a hard goon there, he said, `` Hmm, you are in the mood, I can assure. '' But I stepped back a little, and reached for his belt. Tom put his hand on my shoulders and rubbed up and down seductively, while I opened his belt and zipper. Then, I pulled down his trouser and underclothes together. His rooster was getting unvoiced and pointing out. I put my hands on his chest and sat him down on the bed, then knelt in front of him and had a good feel at his stiffening penis.

Tom 's pubic hair was graying, but still filled in nicely around the base of his cock. The organ itself was thick, like I said, and his capitulum was clear-cut. I liked its shape. Reaching for it with both manus, I ran my digit up and down the shaft, which was illume brown and had very sexy vena showing on each incline. I wrapped my deal around it and stroked.

Of course of instruction, my pecker was well and backbreaking too. I let go of him long enough to open my pants and pull it out. Then I took Tom 's heart in one manus, cupped his balls with the other and lowered my face until I was breathing on his peter drumhead. Tom said, `` Go down on me man, I want your sass on it. '' I obliged ; I put my oral fissure over his head, licked his urine slit a little, then opened panoptic and slid down onto his thick shaft. I loved the way it felt to have got his fat putz filling my mouth, and when I reached bottom I could feel his dick headland against the spinal column of my backtalk. And my nose was buried in his private parts hair. Damn this was hot, I loved that opinion. My mouth was spread head all-inclusive, which was very aphrodisiac. zip feels like a fat cock filling your lip. I began to slide up and down on him, rubbing my natural language on it and humming a little.

Tom said, `` You 've gotten really sound at that, shit you 're making me feel so hot. ``

I came off his turncock for long enough to say, `` Good. I 'm looking forward to eating your load. ''

I went right back down on him and started to soak up intemperately. I played with his balls with one hired man and reached down to stroke my own cock with the other. Tom said he was getting closing and I kept up the movement on his shaft and my own. I was getting hot too. Then Tom started to groan and thrust into my mouth, three or four times, then I could feel his member throbbing in my lip. The taste sensation of his jism hit my tongue as he called, `` Ahhhhhh '' ; he quivered and shook, and I could palpate about three pumps of cum hit my pharynx. I could n't waitress any more than myself. I came off his cock, stood up between his wooden leg, and he reached for my hard peter. He only had a opportunity to stroke it about twice before I blew my encumbrance out on his paw, with some of it falling down on his cock and belly. He caught what he could with his hand and brought that bridge player to his mouth and licked it off.

We laid around for a while and played with each other before we washed up and Tom took off. That was a swell way to expend the day.

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I invited Marsha out to dinner. The waitress brought our drinks and took our orders, and we relaxed and chatted. Marsh said that she liked quite a little of variety of music and we explored that interest ; we were both big into old rockabilly. On a new theme, she asked me what was new in the menage. `` I 'm thinking about getting some shelf parting and making a wall ledge for the breakfast nook. I do n't have room for a big mesa, maybe I could go on the condiments there. ``

'' spice of liveliness then, '' she asked ?

'' Nah, the spicery of life is better stuff than that. ``

She caught what I alluded to, and smiled at me seductively. `` Yes… I can think of more than interesting path to spice matter up. ``

I smiled back and said, `` Me too. '' Under the table I went to locomote my leg next to hers, only to find her doing the Saame. We were both a little surprised to touch the other so quickly, and broke a jape over it. Quietly, I asked, `` Are you getting unfermented with me ? ``

'' As a thing of fact, yes I am. '' She slowly rubbed her leg along mine and said, `` Nice leg. Very muscular. '' I could finger her firm calf muscular tissue and returned, `` You 're as toned as I 'd guessed. '' We savored the inter-group communication for a minute then chatted more. Dinner came and, between the good food and affectionate company, we had a very Nice time.

Before we were done, I realized that I had to pee full disclosure about my sex living. It was n't fair to her if she did n't see my interests and other natural process. At a letup, I said, `` Marsha, there 's something you should know before we get closer. ``

She cocked her school principal a minuscule and said, `` And that would be ? ``

'' I 'm actually epicene. ``

'' Actively ? ``

'' Yes. ``

She smiled and said, `` You must be mixed up with those guy cable at the meadow that watch dirty movies and play with each early. ``

Huh ? In a moment, I put 2 & 2 & 2 together. She laughed then so did I. mollie must feature spilled the bonce to open gossip, and Marsha 's baby lived in the composite. `` Oh I was mindful of that, and wondered if you were involved. Actually, '' Marsha added, `` It sounds like fun. I have no issuance with that, as long as everbody is pick. '' I felt sound about being honest with her, and I was relieved that the evening would continue with Marsha.

I drove her back to her home, and she rested her hand on my leg the unharmed way. I asked her if I might come in ; she squeezed my second joint and said, `` I was hoping you 'd ask. ``

Marsha lived in an senior theater that was decorated in the farmhouse look. She took my hand and showed me around the downstairs, then smiled at me and said, `` The bedrooms are upstairs. '' I drew her to me and wrapped my arms around her. She looked up and offered me her back talk, and I gave her a long, wearisome kiss. She pressed her boob against me, and I liked what I felt. I was well on my way to having a very stiff cock. We kissed a arcminute, then she broke the kiss and took my hand again, showing me up the step. Following her upstairs was marvelous, between her graceful move and her swaying buns. At her bedroom, the next kiss was n't obtuse and tender ; our passion catch up with us and we kissed hard and sexy. My hands went around her dorsum and hers found my ass. I slid one paw around and took hold of her booby, and holy place shit, was she firm and warm.

She pushed me down on the bed and laid me on my binding. Without hesitating, she reached for my belt and opened it, then my zipper. When she reached in my underwear, she smiled at me and said, `` My goodness, what a nice hard peter for me to play with. Mmmm, it 's been a while. '' Pulling my cock out of my underclothing, she added, `` I think I need to suck on this, like right now. '' She reached for my pants waist and I lifted my butt so she could pull down my pants. `` My God that 's a nice dick. '' She leaned down and kissed my head, then started licking up and down - but not for long. Next thing I felt was her wet back talk on my dick head, and slowly moving down on my shaft. This lady friend was commodity at it ; she slid on and off, stopping to suck now and then. She could get most of my seven inches into her mouth, and I could n't help but pulsate in there.

This went on for some fourth dimension, then I got very interested in putting my face in her genitals. I gently took hold of her head and lifted her off, then stood up. We finished undressing each other, but I only got as far as removing her bra. Marsha 's single-foot was exquisite ; so firm and round. I dove in and started licking her nipple while I massaged the former female child. She just moaned and put her handwriting behind my head. Eventually my urge to eat her pussy overcame the fun I was having with her titty. I took off the rest of her wearing apparel and it was my routine to lay her Down. She pulled down the covering and hopped up on the bed. I spread her peg and just stood admiring her endearing lilliputian flower of a puss with a nicely trimmed bush - all Gray no LE ! She said, `` Are you just going to front ? I really need you to eat my pussycat. ``

'' Your pussy is beautiful, and I have every intention of… '' Could n't land up that as I was already running my nozzle through her fur and began to kiss all around her vulva. `` Ohmygod, you kiss so nice ! '' I licked all around, working my way to her sass which I licked up and down. Then without warning, I stuck my spit in her snatch as far as it would go ; she inhaled sharply and squeaked out an `` Oh !'My tongue went to puzzle out then, up and down her purulent and occasionally touching her clit. `` Oh god oh god, yes… '' I worked harder and drop more time on her clit ; she started to sway her hips up, and I put my back talk all around her love push. I licked her, slowly gaining intensity, as she rocked her hips and moaned, louder and louder, then I went hard after her clit. She cried, `` Ahhhhh '' and humped hard against my face, as her coming overtook her. I let off her and lifted my head as she convulsed up and down.

As she came to rest, I moved up and put my prick head against her cunt mouth. Marsha grabbed my hip joint and pulled, urging me to enter her. She was very wet, and I just slowly skid into her until I was mostly buried. One or two quick motions to ensure her wetness was spread all over my peter, and I went all the way in. Marsha approved ; I could palpate her pussy squeezing my cock. It was heavenly. I looked lustfully at her face, then scanned down to her titty and looked to see myself buried in her. Marsha said, `` Fuck me, Pete. I need a ripe fuck from a big knockout man. Pump me until I cum again and fill me up with your cum. ``

I began to be active in and out of her, moving around until she squeaked her commendation at one spot. I pumped in earnest, getting faster. Putting my lips to hers, I put my tongue in and she passionately returned my osculation. Our lips locked as I started to pump her harder and harder, and felt her warm business firm tits on my chest. Both of us moaned in unison as I stabbed her pussy, then I felt my climax hit and I buried my stopcock in her twat, and shot my seed into her. She screamed and humped against me as her second climax overtook her.

As we relaxed into afterglow, Marsha said, `` So you guys do all kinds of fun stuff ? ``

'' Hands and mouths. We do n't do anal. ``

Marsha thought about that, then asked, `` I 've had tribade experiences, and I think it 's sexy when guys suck each former. Do you theorize they 'd mind having an consultation ? ``

'' You wan na check ? They might go for that, we 're all bi. Especially if you gave us something nice to see. ``

'' That could be arranged. And I 'm sure my baby Anna would want in on it. ``

cool ! Her baby was an attractive charwoman too, a picayune plumper but looked to have a nice rack. `` I 'll see what they think. ''