I was slowly acclimating to new situation - getting used to being single in a new place, and having sex with some guys. We invited Hun to come up to the Tuesday night sessions ; he had a conflict some weeks so he said he 'd drop in on occasion.

I could secernate 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 nice billet, only a few days old, but off-white everywhere was n't going to cut it. I painted a span of rooms, which led to some new throw rug, wall hangings and the the likes of. I was getting to be a regular at the local home snapper. Then the odd thing happened, I was getting some paint mixed up when the department director mentioned that they were looking to lease mortal for paint and bulwark covering. I expressed an interest in a component part time job, and sure enough they hired me. I am not an overly social soul, but I can communicate well with customers about their needs.

I took a liking to a fellow employee from gadget, Marsha. The troupe had a vacation social, drinks after work, and I spent most of it talking to her. We had a very alike sense of liquid body substance, and I found myself comfortable being undefendable with her. A nice stunner too, fifty-something, and about five-nine, almost my height. Marsha was what you 'd call nicely rounded - not plump, just nicely sheer. Her walk was very graceful. She had lived in the sphere quite a piece, and it turns out that her Sister lives in the Meadows. Marsha described her sis, and I remembered seeing her at the cafe.

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A duo of days later, I was just relaxing after breakfast and got to thinking about Tom 's cock. I remembered how it was average distance but was nice and thick-skulled. More importantly, I thought about it being the first cock I sucked, and found myself getting very hard. I remembered putting my back talk on his thick organ the outset clock time, and how emotional I was. About then, I thought about having a jacking off, then called myself an cretin and called Tom instead. I invited him over for a potable, which he could see right through, and snickered at me. `` indisputable, a potable. Yeah, I 'm in the mood too, I 'll be over in a piece. ``

When Tom arrived, we did pour ourselves a couplet of beers, then retired to my bedroom. He asked what made me call, and I told him I had got to thinking about his fat stopcock. `` 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 privates. Finding a hard lump there, he said, `` Hmm, you are in the humor, I can say. '' But I stepped back a small, and reached for his whang. Tom put his hands on my shoulders and rubbed up and down seductively, while I opened his belt and zipper. Then, I pulled down his drawers and underclothes together. His shaft was getting hard and pointing out. I put my helping hand on his chest and sat him down on the bed, then knelt in front of him and had a good look at his stiffening penis.

Tom 's pubic hairsbreadth was graying, but still filled in nicely around the base of his cock. The reed organ itself was thick, like I said, and his head was distinct. I liked its build. Reaching for it with both hands, I ran my finger's breadth up and down the scape, which was luminance brown and had very sexy veins showing on each side. I wrapped my handwriting around it and stroked.

Of track, my hammer was good and hard too. I let go of him long enough to unfold my pants and deplumate it out. Then I took Tom 's meat in one script, cupped his balls with the other and lowered my face until I was breathing on his cock read/write head. Tom said, `` Go down on me man, I want your mouth on it. '' I obliged ; I put my mouthpiece over his head, licked his piss slit a niggling, then opened all-encompassing and slid down onto his thick shaft. I loved the way it felt to have his fat shaft filling my oral cavity, and when I reached bottom of the inning I could feel his putz heading against the rachis of my mouth. And my nose was buried in his private parts whisker. hoot this was hot, I loved that notion. My sassing was bed cover wide, which was very sexy. nil feels like a fat peter filling your mouth. I began to slide up and down on him, rubbing my clapper on it and humming a little.

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

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

I went right back down on him and started to suck in hard. I played with his balls with one hand and reached down to stroke my own cock with the other. Tom said he was getting close and I kept up the motion on his dick and my own. I was getting hot too. Then Tom started to moan and thrust into my oral fissure, three or four times, then I could finger his fellow member throbbing in my mouth. The gustatory modality of his jism hit my tongue as he called, `` Ahhhhhh '' ; he quivered and shook, and I could feel about three heart of cum hit my pharynx. I could n't hold back any more myself. I came off his cock, stood up between his legs, and he reached for my knockout dick. He only had a chance to stroke it about twice before I blew my load 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 hand 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 corking way to spend 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. Reginald Marsh said that she liked lots of kinds of music and we explored that interestingness ; we were both big into old rockabilly. On a new matter, she asked me what was new in the house. `` I 'm thinking about getting some ledge parts and making a wall shelf for the breakfast nook. I do n't have way for a big tabular array, maybe I could keep the condiments there. ``

'' Spice of life then, '' she asked ?

'' Nah, the spice of sprightliness is better stuff and nonsense than that. ``

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

I smiled back and said, `` Me too. '' Under the tabular array I went to move my leg next to hers, only to ascertain her doing the same. We were both a little surprised to touch the other so quickly, and broke a gag over it. Quietly, I asked, `` Are you getting fresh 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 palpate her business firm calf musculus and returned, `` You 're as toned as I 'd guessed. '' We savored the inter-group communication for a mo then chatted more. dinner party came and, between the skilful food and warm fellowship, we had a very dainty time.

Before we were done, I realized that I had to nominate full revealing about my sex life. It was n't fair to her if she did n't sympathise my interests and other activities. At a quiet, I said, `` Marsha, there 's something you should know before we get closer. ``

She cocked her head a niggling and said, `` And that would be ? ``

'' I 'm actually bisexual. ``

'' Actively ? ``

'' Yes. ``

She smiled and said, `` You must be mixed up with those guy at the hayfield that watch dirty movies and looseness with each former. ``

Huh ? In a moment, I put 2 & 2 & 2 together. She laughed then so did I. Molly must suffer spilled the bean to scatter chitchat, and Marsha 's sister lived in the composite. `` Oh I was cognizant of that, and wondered if you were involved. Actually, '' Marsha added, `` It sounds like fun. I have no event with that, as long as everbody is plumb. '' I felt undecomposed about being fair with her, and I was relieved that the eventide would retain with Marsha.

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

Marsha lived in an sure-enough house that was decorated in the farmhouse flavor. She took my manus and showed me around the downstairs, then smiled at me and said, `` The bedrooms are upstairs. '' I drew her to me and wrapped my sleeve around her. She looked up and offered me her lips, and I gave her a long, dull kiss. She pressed her breast against me, and I liked what I felt. I was well on my way to having a very corpse cock. We kissed a minute, then she broke the osculation and took my mitt again, showing me up the step. Following her upstairs was wonderful, between her graceful movement and her swaying buns. At her bedroom, the future kiss was n't slow and tender ; our passion overtook us and we kissed hard and sexy. My manpower went around her back and hers found my ass. I slid one hand around and took hold of her booby, and holy son of a bitch, was she firm and warm.

She pushed me down on the bed and laid me on my backbone. 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 operose rooster for me to bring with. Mmmm, it 's been a spell. '' Pulling my cock out of my underclothes, she added, `` I think I need to suck on this, like right now. '' She reached for my bloomers waist and I lifted my butt so she could pull down my pants. `` My God that 's a courteous hawkshaw. '' She leaned down and kissed my headland, then started licking up and down - but not for long. following thing I felt was her wet mouth on my dick head, and slowly moving down on my gibe. This girlfriend was good at it ; she slid on and off, stopping to suck now and then. She could get most of my seven inches into her sass, and I could n't avail but throb in there.

This went on for some sentence, then I got very concerned in putting my face in her private parts. 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 rack was exquisite ; so firm and round. I dove in and started licking her pap while I massaged the other girl. She just moaned and put her hand behind my head. Eventually my urge to eat her pussy overcame the fun I was having with her tits. I took off the remainder of her clothes and it was my twist to lay her John L. H. Down. She pulled down the natural covering and hopped up on the bed. I spread her legs and just stood admiring her endearing little flower of a slit with a nicely trimmed bush - all grayish no lupus erythematosus ! She said, `` Are you just going to search ? I really need you to eat my snatch. ``

'' Your pussy is beautiful, and I have every aim of… '' Could n't fetch up that as I was already running my olfactory organ 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 lips which I licked up and down. Then without warning, I stuck my clapper in her pussy as far as it would go ; she inhaled sharply and squeaked out an `` Oh !'My tongue went to work then, up and down her snatch and occasionally touching her clit. `` Oh god oh god, yes… '' I worked harder and spent Sir Thomas More time on her clit ; she started to rock her hips up, and I put my mouth all around her love life clitoris. I licked her, slowly gaining intensity, as she rocked her hip and moaned, louder and louder, then I went hard after her clit. She cried, `` Ahhhhh '' and humped hard against my cheek, 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 peter fountainhead against her cunt lips. Marsha grabbed my hips and pulled, urging me to enrol her. She was very wet, and I just slowly slue into her until I was mostly buried. One or two immediate motion to ensure her wetness was spread all over my cock, and I went all the way in. Marsha approved ; I could feel her slit squeezing my cock. It was heavenly. I looked lustfully at her face, then scanned down to her mammilla and looked to see myself buried in her. Marsha said, `` fuck me, Pete. I need a in effect shag from a big laborious man. Pump me until I cum again and fill me up with your cum. ``

I began to move in and out of her, moving around until she squeaked her approval at one maculation. I pumped in earnest, getting faster. Putting my lips to hers, I put my lingua in and she passionately returned my osculation. Our lips locked as I started to pump her harder and harder, and felt her warm firm tits on my chest. Both of us moaned in unison as I stabbed her pussy, then I felt my orgasm hit and I buried my stopcock in her cunt, and shot my semen into her. She screamed and humped against me as her second gear orgasm overtook her.

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

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

Marsha thought about that, then asked, `` I 've had lesbian experiences, and I think it 's sexy when guy suck each other. Do you suppose they 'd bear in mind having an consultation ? ``

'' You wan na watch ? 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 need in on it. ``

Cool ! Her babe was an attractive woman too, a little plumper but looked to accept a nice wrack. `` I 'll see what they think. ''