Fantasy (Older Woman) Part one
The drive over was surreal, my mind everywhere but on the traffic, our first 'meet' and I still couldn't believe this was really happening.
The only thing remotely real was my erection, heavy and thick, uncomfortably wet and a constant reminder of why I was here.
We'd started with e-mails, both looking for something we didn't expect or hope to find... me, long time single, too burnt out on my failed marriage but too careful for 'casual'. Missing the freedom and familiarity of a regular partner, and the thrill of another's hand or body. You... widowed for years, a well meaning family had put you 'on line', unaware that the discovery of adult sites had reawakened your long dormant libido. Like me you found masturbation no substitute for that glorious 'cock in cunt' feeling.
So we'd found each other... tentative e-mails building confidence and trust, finding out exactly what both wanted or expected, until the last step was planned and agreed: We'd meet.. fuck.. then part, mutual physical satisfaction the only requisite.
I parked a few doors down from your drive. As agreed I wore a suit... should any neighbours query then it was an insurance salesman calling, locking the car door I adjusted my rampant member, grinning that he was basically my whole reason for being here.
I rang the bell then turned away, on hearing the locks slip I counted to ten before letting myself in, closing the door behind me. The hallway was as described, slowly climbing the stairs I remembered where you said bathroom and bedroom were, as I gave my cock a final reassuring squeeze through my pocket.
Entering the bedroom I could just make out the bed, curtains drawn made for a gloomy atmosphere, but a distinct shape under the covers promised so much more. I undressed in the dark, my erection weeping as I stroked it yet again, silently praying that years of idleness wouldn't result in disappointment for either of us.
The sheets were crisp and cold as I slid between them, but the warmth of your body permeated through as I moved closer, We'd agreed not to speak, so by way of introduction I stroked a tentative finger along your back. I heard the intake of breath followed by a shallow sigh... so my moves became bolder....
The only thing remotely real was my erection, heavy and thick, uncomfortably wet and a constant reminder of why I was here.
We'd started with e-mails, both looking for something we didn't expect or hope to find... me, long time single, too burnt out on my failed marriage but too careful for 'casual'. Missing the freedom and familiarity of a regular partner, and the thrill of another's hand or body. You... widowed for years, a well meaning family had put you 'on line', unaware that the discovery of adult sites had reawakened your long dormant libido. Like me you found masturbation no substitute for that glorious 'cock in cunt' feeling.
So we'd found each other... tentative e-mails building confidence and trust, finding out exactly what both wanted or expected, until the last step was planned and agreed: We'd meet.. fuck.. then part, mutual physical satisfaction the only requisite.
I parked a few doors down from your drive. As agreed I wore a suit... should any neighbours query then it was an insurance salesman calling, locking the car door I adjusted my rampant member, grinning that he was basically my whole reason for being here.
I rang the bell then turned away, on hearing the locks slip I counted to ten before letting myself in, closing the door behind me. The hallway was as described, slowly climbing the stairs I remembered where you said bathroom and bedroom were, as I gave my cock a final reassuring squeeze through my pocket.
Entering the bedroom I could just make out the bed, curtains drawn made for a gloomy atmosphere, but a distinct shape under the covers promised so much more. I undressed in the dark, my erection weeping as I stroked it yet again, silently praying that years of idleness wouldn't result in disappointment for either of us.
The sheets were crisp and cold as I slid between them, but the warmth of your body permeated through as I moved closer, We'd agreed not to speak, so by way of introduction I stroked a tentative finger along your back. I heard the intake of breath followed by a shallow sigh... so my moves became bolder....
9 years ago