Dad 'S Admirer John


Gay, Mature
When I was 18 I re-call a liaison with man called John at the time he was in his belatedly 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 when we in school day. Ann didn't love very far from me, on a Saturday dark Ann and John would attend the local working men's club for dancing and bingo, it was the same club my parents visited on Saturday nights. So my parents know Ann quite well she introduced John to them and they became friendly when meeting at the club's dance night.

Sometimes I would call in at the club on Saturday night and meet my parents to take the air home together, that when I met John who seem to take a radiancy to me unknowingly to me at that time. From the time I use bump into John regularly became well-disposed with him, I didn't think much about it at the prison term, but trick use to put his hired hand on my shoulder joint. When touch or knead my bottom accidently on purpose. I didn't object though I must admit I liked it.

Some evening I'd meet John in Ithiel Town by chance, he'd been drinking all afternoon can was not really imbibe but you could tell he was a slightly tipsy. John Lackland invited me to go with him for a boozing in a nearby pub, with John's persuasive plea I accepted, the pub he chose was pretty quiet down, we sat in the turning point out of panorama of the bar there were not many customers in pub at that time. John Lackland put his hand on my knee joint underneath the table and began questioning me,"Did I like little girl, did I have a girlfriend ”, then he asked me out of blue"What case of boy underclothing did I like wearing ”, by now I knew what his intentions where, I didn't take criminal offense, so I answered honestly, I hope I won't shock or surprise you John ”, but I like wearing skimpy Jockey shorts that resemble a yoke of girls knickerbockers, I love the feel of the material and its soft lightweight, I love the skimpiness and the range of colours. bathroom seemed captivated by my openness, I knew he wouldn't comment about our conversation to my parents, then Gospel According to John asked me would I take into account him to see what my knickers I wearing"he commented"I bet you like fucking great in panties ”.

"Where shall we go whoremonger I'm not comfortable going to pub's john"John said he knew of a spot near to my menage, it was a derelict barn by some abandoned allotments. John had given up his flat tire to go and live with Ann and her youngster. We caught the bus that I usually catch home but alighted two plosive speech sound before where john and I normally vacated the bus, whoremonger seemed to be well acquainted with the old b, He admitted he's have sex Ann there on a few occasions before he lived with Ann. As we walked to the old b, I became boldface and asked Saint John was Ann a good fuck, John uttered my cock isn't enough for her, when I usually finishing fucking her she still wants her cunt to be satisfied. So I suck her tits, finger her cunt before performing viva on her cunt ”. I said `` lavatory thanks for sharing your sureness with me ”.

When we finally reached the barn by walking down an earthy footpath, we entered the barn, we climbed a ladder to take us to the starting time story where an window faced the way of life we just walked it gave us a ripe lookout position if individual was approaching, I stood future to the bulwark and John said"Let's see your pretty knickerbockers Jay ”, so I undid the swath of my dungaree then lowered them to my ankles, to disclose skimpy knee breeches to John, I was wearing a span of lilac lacing panties, within s of admiring my panty covered crotch John grabbed me and kissed me which led to Saint John giving me a deep French kiss, John's kissing was so enjoyable I didn't want him to stop, at this spot he didn't fondled my step-in cover stopcock, as he kissed me he gyrated himself against my crotch, after kissing me for at to the lowest degree 10 minister of religion 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 belted ammunition dropped his trousers and underpants ( briefs style ).

John continued to gyrating himself against my prick, although his tool was flaccid, just having a warm trunk against my putz was really a dainty feeling. Gospel According to John suggested we strip off naked, I agreed with only one exception, as long as I can keep my knickers on. In the corner of the room there were bales of hay, so we moved towards them, after we stripped defenseless, I laid down and John laid on top of me, Saint John returned to kissing to, Gallic kissing me, it was St. John the Apostle's forte. whoremaster slowly gyrated his body rubbing his cock against my scanty covered prick I loved the sentiency of having a whoremaster's ardent eubstance on top of me, I wrapped my legs around his torso, John exclaimed"I want to lie with you, I want to shag you"I asked John would he beware playing with my panty covered prick, my turncock straining due to the restriction of style of my bloomers. John moved along side of meat me so he could snog and caress me at the Lapp time, by now I was in a heightened of horniness, John then released my prick from my knickers John the Evangelist said"I've waited and longed for this minute ever since I met you ”, toilet sucked both my nipples, but due to whoremaster's condition after his drinking fling, his shaft stayed flaccid, Saint John said"Fuck, fuck, screwing, of all the times for my cock not to be raise ”, I let St. John the Apostle take on kissing me and fondling me, he released my cock from my panties and masturbated me slowly, but I was so ass horny, I became desperate with the burning desire to masturbated myself .John cupped my testacies and while I masturbated, John looked into my eyes until I eventually ejaculated. Then John kissed me again.

As we laid on the hay, John Lackland explained his fantasies, the get-go being he wanted me to fuck him, about 18 days ago when he was untested and joined the Merchant Navy, one evening while he was on Nox duty with another older skimmer, they entered into a masturbation seance, but this became a picayune boring so the other sailor kissed Saint John the Apostle, and asked if John would reserve himself to be fucked, John had never thought about having anal sex before, but something inside him made him concur, John knew the subprogram he pulled his trouser down and underpants down, and knack over, the former navy man dropped his trousers and placement his shaft at whoremonger's anus, he spat on hand and stroked his dick, fortunately for some reason John had some whiter Vaseline in a small-scale musical composition of brown paper, John the Divine lubricated his shit, before the sailor thrust his dick bass inside Saint John the Apostle's asshole, John experienced excruciating pain but managed to control his cry of pain, the boater fucking John was too far gone in his pursuit of releasing his nerve encumbrance in John asshole to care about John's compressed son of a bitch. After the sailor eventually shot his cum load inside john anus, John the Evangelist was in pain but he felt it was worth experiencing anal retentive sex with another man. This cock session continued another 6 times then the bluejacket and John were transferred to separate ships. From that day to this day John has never been with another man. But trick always longed for another occurrence.
The s fancy John explained he wanted me to fuck Ann while he fucked me, do you think Ann would match, I asked, lavatory said"I believe so ; she acts like a woman of the street in bed, her cunt is always hungry, with your young turncock getting rock backbreaking quickly you 'll satisfy her lust.

John then went on to say `` Your Fatherhood and I converse a lot about charwoman 's cunt and shagging them, we comment on some of the charwoman who attend the club 's dance, your Dad is more fucking horny than me '', I expect you already know he 's fucked lots of women past and present, of path your mother does n't fuck '', the divergence with your Dad 's cock and mine, his stopcock can achieve a full hard-on easily and ride out hard longer, mine takes much prospicient ''.

'' I asked your father would he join Ann and me for a triplet"Knowing my father I was not shocked, at what John said, I know he confided in John about his lecherousness for different bitch to have sex, I suspected Dad had already fucked Ann before her relationship with Saint John began, I already knew Ann was sexually thwarted since her married man died. Roger and I were friendly in school he said he watched through the bedchamber keyhole and saw his mother being fucked by a man she met at a pub. I asked Roger did he beware, hell no Roger said.

When lav is alone in the house which is very rare occasion, because Ann or her tike are always around, he puts on a dyad of Ann girl 's knickerbockers and masturbates .
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