canefone
03-19-2010, 02:27 AM
Though this is not my first experience, I wanted to share this story first because this is truly special :-)
Around 15 years back, on my regular route to work, I used to pass a house on a street where an attractive lady, brunette, fair, shapely, about 5'4" and in her mid 30s used to stand in her doorway watching the going ons on the street. On one particular day, our eyes met and I smiled at her. She gave a cold stare in return. Not to be discouraged, I continued passing her house daily and continued smiling at her. One day, she smiled back! So the next time I passed her house, I stopped at her gate to say hi and chat about nothing in particular. Pretty soon, I found out her name and got to know that she stayed with her husband and her autistic child. Her husband leaves early for work and only returns later in the evening and travels often for days leaving her alone to tend to her son. She hinted that she was mostly free in the afternoons after her lunch and a short nap.
After chatting at the gate for a couple of weeks, one afternoon, she finally invited me in for coffee. I jumped at the chance. We sat across each other on her cane sofa set in the living room and began to know each other. I finished my coffee and lingered around only for a short time excusing myself to go back to office. The next day she asked me to stay a bit longer. We began joking and flirting with each other. I noticed changes in her behavior, she stated to flirt some more and compliment me as well... I took the plunge, so got up and sat next to her. I took her hand in mine and caressed it gently, she gave a tiny shudder and a her eyes started to droop. I leaned forward to give her a kiss on her cheek but she moved back. So I popped the 'all important' question and she immediately withdrew her hand, went into a shell and refused to speak to me.
Bad timing, I thought. So I got up and walked away... I even stopped going by her house for a couple of days.
A few days later, I got a call from her asking me to drop by he house because she wanted to talk to me... like the good boy I am, I went without hesitation. Her front door was always kept open whenever I visited her earlier. I noticed that she closed and latched the door after I entered. I also noticed that she seemed nervous and a little pale. I asked why and she replied that she had been thinking about me a lot and asked me what I really wanted from her and why. So I told her that I found her very attractive and that I wanted to make love to her. She said that she was married and much older than me (I was 22 then and she must have been 32). I said never mind, I wanted to make love to her badly.
She took me into her bedroom adjoining the living room and sat nervously on the edge of her bed. I sat next to her, put my arm around her and kissed her on her cheek. She did not object this time. I grew bolder and gently kissed her on her lips, she responded with a passionate one. Whoa! this was one hot woman. So I continued kissing her and feeling her shapely body through her house coat. I slowly unbottoned her top, kissed her cleavage and unhooked her bra, her breasts were medium sized, firm and pear shaped, with brown nipples the size of pencil erasers. She passionately pressed by face to her breasts. I kissed her soft breasts and took her stiff nipples into my mouth, hmmm they felt beautiful! She moaned loudly. I kissed and sucked her breasts for some more time.
I could feel her passion growing as she moaned some more and asked me to remove her panties. So I pushed her gently back on the bed and pulled her panties down. I saw her beautiful pussy when she parted her legs and her sweet smell wafted up to me. She had a hairy bush and her labia was all wet and creamy. She became so shy that she blushed and covered her face with her hands. Seeing her like this, I could not hold myself any longer. I quickly unbuttoned my shirt, unbuckled my belt and removed my trousers in a flash. By now, she'd opened her eyes and was now staring at my erection. She reached out, wrapped her hand lovingly around my penis, reached down and kissed it. I went ballistic! She said that she did not know how a circumsized penis looked until now.
She was getting very hot and wet. I caressed her pussy lips and stroked her clitoris, she moaned and urgently pulled me over her body. Her body felt soft and her skin was very fair and smooth. She was definitely a looker. She reached under her pillow, pulled out a condom and asked me to wear it. I did and then positioned my penis at her pussy lips. She guided me in, all the while looking deep into my eyes. I too watched her face, which showed pleasure as I entered her slowly. She was like a furnace! I started moving slowly at first then increased my pace when she egged me to go deeper and faster. She was moaning loudly while I was moving in and out of her, at one time she gave a shriek and stiffened. I was not sure if she came since I was too engrossed in my own pleasure. I finally exploded into her and came in waves.
She cradled me close to her and became so overwhelmed with emotion that a few tear drops escaped her eyes. She then kissed me so long and hard that my lower lip got bruised. She started to talk to me about how lonely she feels everyday. Sometimes she goes without sex for months since her husband is always travelling every week, keeps late hours most times and always returns home tired. She blushed when I asked her if she masturbated when she felt lonely.
On the pretext of meeting customers, I continued visiting her once or twice each week, always in the afternoon between 2 to 3 pm. We made love in various positions over the next couple of months, standing up, sitting down, doggie style, even had sex while soaping each other's bodies in the bath. Her favorite position was on top of me, where she could control her orgasm and I could directly stroke her clitoris with my thumb while she was riding me. She also loved to take me full in her mouth and bring me very close to orgasm, then finish me off with a hand job. Always telling me that I come lots. She even tasted my cum one day with her tongue. Once I went down on her, she was reluctant at first then agreed. I could say that she enjoyed that immensely, even asked me to do it again a few more times later. Once she brought chocolate, applied it all over my penis then ate it all up while sucking me dry. She loved experimenting with sex.
One day, she asked me if I can stay over one night when her husband was out of town. I instantly agreed.
--- to be continued.
Around 15 years back, on my regular route to work, I used to pass a house on a street where an attractive lady, brunette, fair, shapely, about 5'4" and in her mid 30s used to stand in her doorway watching the going ons on the street. On one particular day, our eyes met and I smiled at her. She gave a cold stare in return. Not to be discouraged, I continued passing her house daily and continued smiling at her. One day, she smiled back! So the next time I passed her house, I stopped at her gate to say hi and chat about nothing in particular. Pretty soon, I found out her name and got to know that she stayed with her husband and her autistic child. Her husband leaves early for work and only returns later in the evening and travels often for days leaving her alone to tend to her son. She hinted that she was mostly free in the afternoons after her lunch and a short nap.
After chatting at the gate for a couple of weeks, one afternoon, she finally invited me in for coffee. I jumped at the chance. We sat across each other on her cane sofa set in the living room and began to know each other. I finished my coffee and lingered around only for a short time excusing myself to go back to office. The next day she asked me to stay a bit longer. We began joking and flirting with each other. I noticed changes in her behavior, she stated to flirt some more and compliment me as well... I took the plunge, so got up and sat next to her. I took her hand in mine and caressed it gently, she gave a tiny shudder and a her eyes started to droop. I leaned forward to give her a kiss on her cheek but she moved back. So I popped the 'all important' question and she immediately withdrew her hand, went into a shell and refused to speak to me.
Bad timing, I thought. So I got up and walked away... I even stopped going by her house for a couple of days.
A few days later, I got a call from her asking me to drop by he house because she wanted to talk to me... like the good boy I am, I went without hesitation. Her front door was always kept open whenever I visited her earlier. I noticed that she closed and latched the door after I entered. I also noticed that she seemed nervous and a little pale. I asked why and she replied that she had been thinking about me a lot and asked me what I really wanted from her and why. So I told her that I found her very attractive and that I wanted to make love to her. She said that she was married and much older than me (I was 22 then and she must have been 32). I said never mind, I wanted to make love to her badly.
She took me into her bedroom adjoining the living room and sat nervously on the edge of her bed. I sat next to her, put my arm around her and kissed her on her cheek. She did not object this time. I grew bolder and gently kissed her on her lips, she responded with a passionate one. Whoa! this was one hot woman. So I continued kissing her and feeling her shapely body through her house coat. I slowly unbottoned her top, kissed her cleavage and unhooked her bra, her breasts were medium sized, firm and pear shaped, with brown nipples the size of pencil erasers. She passionately pressed by face to her breasts. I kissed her soft breasts and took her stiff nipples into my mouth, hmmm they felt beautiful! She moaned loudly. I kissed and sucked her breasts for some more time.
I could feel her passion growing as she moaned some more and asked me to remove her panties. So I pushed her gently back on the bed and pulled her panties down. I saw her beautiful pussy when she parted her legs and her sweet smell wafted up to me. She had a hairy bush and her labia was all wet and creamy. She became so shy that she blushed and covered her face with her hands. Seeing her like this, I could not hold myself any longer. I quickly unbuttoned my shirt, unbuckled my belt and removed my trousers in a flash. By now, she'd opened her eyes and was now staring at my erection. She reached out, wrapped her hand lovingly around my penis, reached down and kissed it. I went ballistic! She said that she did not know how a circumsized penis looked until now.
She was getting very hot and wet. I caressed her pussy lips and stroked her clitoris, she moaned and urgently pulled me over her body. Her body felt soft and her skin was very fair and smooth. She was definitely a looker. She reached under her pillow, pulled out a condom and asked me to wear it. I did and then positioned my penis at her pussy lips. She guided me in, all the while looking deep into my eyes. I too watched her face, which showed pleasure as I entered her slowly. She was like a furnace! I started moving slowly at first then increased my pace when she egged me to go deeper and faster. She was moaning loudly while I was moving in and out of her, at one time she gave a shriek and stiffened. I was not sure if she came since I was too engrossed in my own pleasure. I finally exploded into her and came in waves.
She cradled me close to her and became so overwhelmed with emotion that a few tear drops escaped her eyes. She then kissed me so long and hard that my lower lip got bruised. She started to talk to me about how lonely she feels everyday. Sometimes she goes without sex for months since her husband is always travelling every week, keeps late hours most times and always returns home tired. She blushed when I asked her if she masturbated when she felt lonely.
On the pretext of meeting customers, I continued visiting her once or twice each week, always in the afternoon between 2 to 3 pm. We made love in various positions over the next couple of months, standing up, sitting down, doggie style, even had sex while soaping each other's bodies in the bath. Her favorite position was on top of me, where she could control her orgasm and I could directly stroke her clitoris with my thumb while she was riding me. She also loved to take me full in her mouth and bring me very close to orgasm, then finish me off with a hand job. Always telling me that I come lots. She even tasted my cum one day with her tongue. Once I went down on her, she was reluctant at first then agreed. I could say that she enjoyed that immensely, even asked me to do it again a few more times later. Once she brought chocolate, applied it all over my penis then ate it all up while sucking me dry. She loved experimenting with sex.
One day, she asked me if I can stay over one night when her husband was out of town. I instantly agreed.
--- to be continued.