The maiden time I was with an senior woman was a few age ago. I was 22 and she was in her mid forties. We were at a pridefulness after company of friend of an ex was hosting and got to talking. She had only just come out in the last year, and had an exhusband and a son in highschool school.

I could narrate she was really uneasy as we sat in the stake chiliad boozing and smoke cigarette. She was telling me about how she had a new condominium where she lived with her son who was in high school and how exciting her starting time pride 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 centre aged lady, especially since she was belittled enough for me to throw away over my articulatio humeri.

As the party was winding down I decided to take a chance and invited her back to my place for a few Sir Thomas More drinking. She stuttered a few times and blushed but she accepted. I only lived a few blocks away so we walked over, sharing another fag and she nervously held my hand. I opened up the social movement door to my building and led her downstairs to my cellar apartment.

When we got inside I picked her up by her thighs and brought her chief up to mine for a buss. She was all of five substructure and weighed maybe 115. I'm not huge by any mean value at 5'8"but I towered over her and it was fun to foot her up. She opened her mouth for my knife, tasting of cigarettes and cheap Chardonnay as I spun her around to put her rear on the kitchen counter. We kissed like that for a few minutes as she wrapped her legs around my waist, the butt of her frock 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 tit and down to her legs, then back up under her garb. I found the private parts of her panty with one hand and ran my digit up and down it, feeling that they were damp. I lifted her bum off the counter for a second gear and began to pull her step-in down as she rolled her brain back and stared at the felling through half open up eyes. Her pantie fell off her ankles revealing a small fountainhead trimmed bush of pitch blackness hairs. I filled her head back for a kiss with one mitt while the early went between her branch.

I ran my fingers up and down her lips, enjoying her moans and the humping of her hips as she tried to get one of my fingers inside of her. I obliged her with first one finger then two. Her 1st orgasm of the night touched off when I began to circulate her clitoris with my thumb and she squeezed her legs together so tight I thought she was trying to beat out my hand. She was no longer able to concentrate on kissing me, so I left her sassing and moved my head down between her thighs.

She managed to heave"I have haven't showered yet,"but I was already pressing my knife into her. She was a petty sweaty, but the gustatory modality of her arousal overpowered it. When my brim found her little clit and I pressed my lingua against it, she became incoherent, moaning and writhing against another sexual climax. From what she had told me earlier that night I knew that she had never been very explorative in bed with her ex-husband, so I decided to broaden her horizons. I took one of the fingers that had been inside her and was still slick and I pressed it against her asshole. I felt her tense up for a secondly, 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 take been fifteen minutes, her splayed across my kitchen replication, humping her pussy against my have and grinding against the digit in her ass. Finally she had enough and she weekly pushed my headland away, my finger coming out with a small pop as her asshole closed behind it. She was semi 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 accommodation. I lay her down on my bed and quickly took off my boots gasp and underwear. Then I climbed up on the bed, kneeled with one knee beside each of her ears and lowered myself onto her sassing. I was also pretty sweaty after being in the sun all day at the parade, but she seemed entranced by my bush and wet lips poking through the haircloth. She started licking, nervously at first but she quickly got into it, alternating between pushing her tongue into me and circling my clit. She obviously hadn't done it many clock time before, but enthusiasm made up for a lack of experience. I decided that I wanted to keep acting with her as she ate me, so I quickly turned around, settling my cunt back on her face, her nose between my ass cheek. She got back to licking me as I pulled her dress up past her waist and over her chest, revealing a humble twain of bosom covered in a sinister bra. I pulled the bra up as well so all of her clothes were bunched around her neck and started squeezing and playing with her titty. She increased the footstep or her licking as I started pulling on and playing with her large dismal nipples.

Eventually her clumsy but enthusiastic licking set me over the edge. I sat down hard on her look, briefly smothering her as I twisted her tit and rode out the orgasm. When I rolled off of her she was panting for breather, sweating and with a vast grin on her fount. We cuddled up and almost immediately fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning she was gone, but she had forgotten her panties and they were still in a sight on my kitchen story .