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My name is Lynne, I am a fifty year old married woman
and the other day I did something that I would never have dreamed of
doing. My husband Don had made an appointment with an insurance man to
come and dicuss with us a new personal insurance policy for us both.
When he arrived we sat at one end of our long living room with the two
kids watching television at the other, they were grown up but still living
at home, the boy was twenty and the girl eighteen. Don sat the bloke down
opposite us, he was, I would guess, in his mid thirties, very good looking
and self assured. He had an incredible and unanticipated effect on me, he
oozed sexual energy and my body reacted to seeing him immediately. I was
astonished, there was I, as I thought a staid, matronly woman having
sexual thrills from a man I could only see! The discussion was excessively
boring and, about halfway through, I asked if our visitor would like a cup
of tea or coffee, he elected for the latter and I went into the kitchen to
make it. While the kettle was boiling I slipped into the toilet in the
hall to spend a penny, while there I took my pants off. What made me do
it? I have no idea.
I went back with cups of coffee for the three of us and sat down opposite
this gorgeous young man again. I had noticed that he was paying me quite a
lot of attention and now this continued. Gradually, as we talked, I let my
legs sag apart. His eyes immediatel took in what he could see. I didn't
know really how much I was showing so ended up with my legs well apart.
After a couple of hours discussion he said that he would work out a plan
to suit what we wanted and drop it in a couple of days later. Leaving he
shook my hand, or I really should say gently squeezed it in a suggestive
mannner. He asked when he could drop the documentation in and I told him
anytime as I was home all the time, he smiled and left. Don and I didn't
really discuss anything and he apparently didn't notice me opening my legs
for the young man.
Two days later there was a ring at the door bell and, answering the door
there stood the insurance man. I invited him in. It was a very hot day
and, in addition anticipating his call, all I had on was a button through
cotton dress. I should tell you that although I'm fifty I still have a
good figure and as I moved I knew my nipples would be tracing patterns on
the front of the thin material. I invited him into the kitchen and
suggested that we had a coffee, once I had made it I sat him opposite me,
both of us sitting on those high stools people have in a kitchen. Somehow
my legs were parted and as we chatted I saw him looking up my skirt. I
asked him what made him want to be an insurance man, his reply was that he
enjoyed calling on attractive women like myself. Quite apart from my
nipples, which were already erected, I could feel my fanny developing in
response to his animal magnetism. 'Go on,' I said, I bet you say that to
all the women!'
'Only the attractive ones!', was his response.
'Yes, I can imagine that you don't go without!' I teased him.
'Actually, it can be quite difficult, it only needs one complaint if I
overstep the mark and I'd be sacked.' he said.
'Well, you needn't worry about that here. Tell me what's your first
name?'.
'Mark,' he responded, 'and you have the most beautiful legs that I've seen
in a long time!'
'Oh, I've noticed you looking!'
'Yes! And I've noticed that you don't like wearing pants! You've really
got me going!'.
'How long do you have?' I asked.
'Long enough,' he replied getting aff his stool. He came over to me and
picked me up from my stool, 'where's the bedroom?' he asked. He carried me
down the passage and into the room I indicated. By the time he set me down
I had my dress unbuttoned and I let it drop to the floor. He stared. I'm
what they would call a 'faded blonde' I suppose and I had virtually no
pubic hair, as by now I was in a state of some excitement it was obvious
that he could see my fanny. 'What a beautiful cunt!', he said. He
undressed quickly exhibiting the nicest looking cock I had ever seen, it
was about eight inches long and thick with it. He eased me onto the bed
crossways, knelt, pulled my legs up over his shoulders and applied his
mouth to my fanny. Fancy having one's cunt kissed before one's mouth! But
he certainly knew what he was doing. First he kissed my lips, then his
tongue traced first them, then my inner ones, he licked around inside the
mouth of my cunt, thrust his tongue in my hole and fucked me with it
before finally teasing my clit unmercifully. I had a huge shuddering
orgasm. I hadn't come in years and now I yearned for him to enter me. He
didn't waste any time, first reaarranging me on the bed he mounted me and
I felt his big cock nudging inside, I put my hand down and positioned it
for him and he thrust it straight up me as far as it would go. It felt
huge, I'd never had a cock that big in me in my life and every stroke
thrilled me beyond measure. I had never come whilst being fucked before,
but now I did, almost constantly it seemed. I just let him use me,
glorying in the feel of his lovely cock as it did it's work and coming on
and off all the time. He also fucked me for longer than I had ever been
fucked before, my juices flowed as never before too. We were both sloppy
with my love-juice long before he finally came and shot spurt after spurt
of his lovely come deep inside my cunt. I lay exhausted beneath him, the
shudders and thrills of my orgasm gradually dying away.
Eventually he rolled off, I kissed him, 'I've never been fucked like that
in my life,' I told him.
He smiled sleepily, 'If you want to be fucked again for even longer, just
suck my cock and get it hard!'
I couldn't believe it, but I did as he said and sure enough he did exactly
as he said he would. The taste of my love-juice and his spunk as I sucked
his cock made me want more even though there was spunk and love-juice all
over my thighs and stomach, bum too if it comes to that. I had never felt
so sexy and I let him do me as he wanted just lying there and enjoying the
best sex I had ever had.
We cleaned up after that, my legs were all wobbly but he didn't seem fazed
at all, I told him that I just couldn't let him go and he's promised to
visit me again, he said that he'd found that there was nothing like
fucking an older woman and he wanted to go on doing it. |
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