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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Mary was walking down the road in Little Hampton when she slipped of the kerb and twisted her ankle and was laying in the road.
I happened to be driving past at the time, Mary was a gorgeous older aged woman with a figure of someone much younger her beautiful long blonde locks now looked dirty from laying in the wet dirty road.
I switched on my hazards and pulled the car over, I got out and helped her back up onto the pavement.
She was a little shaken, I offered to drive her home after she said she felt OK.
Are you shore she said I live quite a drive from here.
Yes I’m shore I can’t leave a lady in distress on the side of the road, why thank you she said blushing, I’ve never been called a lady before.
Well obviously you haven’t met many real men before, a real man would never leave a lady in distress after such an incident, a real man opens the door for a lady and closes it behind her.
Well you are a charmer aren’t you she said, I opened the car door and helped her to her feet she limped into the passenger seat, still in a little pain once she was seated I closed the door behind her, I picked up her bags of shopping and placed them gently in the back.
Soon I’d set the sat nav and we was on our way, she lived about 30 miles away, she had only been there to do some shopping and visit a friend earlier in the day.
I’m Mary she said, John I replied and held out my hand, she gave me hers I brought it up to my lips and kissed it, nice to meet you Mary.
Well I’ve never been kissed on the hand before, I feel like royalty.
I laughed well there’s always a first.
So what are your plans for today I asked her, not much now, rest this ankle I suppose.
How about you she asked, not much, I was just on my way back home, oh where do you live? I’m from London I told her.
OH very nice I love London, so what brings you up this way, I was visiting family in Corby I told her.
We chatted on the way to her house quite a bit, I found out she’s a widower her husband died about 8 years ago and she’d been single ever since.
She had 2 grown up children, she lived alone in a big detached house in the countryside.
It took about 40 minutes with traffic to get her home, her house was big she wasn’t exaggerating at all, it must have been five or six bedroom.
It had a massive drive with electric gates.
When we pulled up she pressed a button on a key fob the gates moved aside, and I drove on in, I Parked right in front of her front door.
I got out the car and opened the passenger door, I picked her shopping out from the back seat and helped her to the door.
She fiddled with the key getting it into the lock she pushed the door open.
The house was as beautiful inside as it was out.
Would you like to come in for a coffee she asked, yes please I said with a smile, it was only polite to except such an offer.
She took her shoes off at the door I followed suit, it wasn’t right trampling dirt through her lovely home.
She took me into the living room and said to make myself comfortable, she limped through to the kitchen, would you like some help I called, no I’m fine, you’ve done enough.
I sat back into the couch, it was really soft, the type you sank into.
She came back through with two mugs of hot coffee.
She sat on the couch next to me and handed me one.
Thank you I said, a took a little sip, it was scorching.
I hope you don’t mind me saying but your home is lovely, thank you she said, it’s early 1800s
It was partly destroyed in the second world war, but was rebuilt in the 1960s to look the same as it did before.
It’s marvelous.
She smiled, I don’t mean to pry, but why do you live here all alone, surely it gets lonely in this big old house.
You would be right it does, but I can’t bring myself to give it up, knowing some developer would buy It and probably demolish it and build 4 or 5 modern houses on the land, or turn it into apartments.
That’s true I said. It would be a shame, you have a nice piece of history right here.
Your so kind she said, she lent forward and placed her hand on my knee, after your coffee would you like a tour of the house, I’ve not had the pleasure of showing anybody for a few years.
Id love one, I’m a real history nerd, She laughed.
After we finished our coffee she took me through the house she started off in the study, it was huge just like the living room, gorgeous with beautiful ornate fixings.
Then she showed me the kitchen it to was really nice with a massive coal fired aga instead of a modern conventional oven
She said the property was kept original and that there was no gas supply to the property, the only modern upgrade was electricity.
Each room had a coal fire they wasn’t all lit, but they was all kept clean and prepared for lighting on cold nights.
Next she took me up stares, she showed me the bathroom it was grand in all its glory, the bath was iron with massive legs on the bottom that raised it off the floor, the sink the same a grand peddle stool and the both had decorative gold taps the toilet more modern but still fitted in with the antique décor with a golden handle.
She said it was 5 bedrooms, she showed me the 4 guest rooms they was really nice, she kept them tidy and clean and kept the beds made up.
Next she led me down to the far end of the landing, this is my bedroom the master bedroom she said before opening the door.
It was incredible and huge, three times the size of the guest Rooms, golden covings, an oak four poster bed with ornate carvings, it was the center piece of the room you couldn’t help but be drawn to it.
The bed looks amazing I remarked, it is its very comfortable too, lay down on it and see for yourself she said.
I can’t do that I replied, please she said I’d like you too.
I couldn’t refuse, I laid on the right side nearest the window.
She was right it was heavenly not like modern beds, she came and laid down next to me, see I told you it was comfortable.
She rolled onto her side and stroked my lower leg, do you like it she asked. All of a sudden I had a frog in my throat, I couldn’t get it out, I coughed a little, it’s lovely it really is.
She moved her hand up my leg to my inner thigh, It tickled and felt good, but it felt so wrong, I’d only helped her because she was hurt.
She moved her hand again, this time to my crutch, I looked at her she had a look of lust in her eyes.
She used her fingers to open the button on my jeans and pull down my fly.
She slipped her hand down into my boxers, her had was warm and soft. She squeezed me gently massaging my shaft.
I could feel myself getting semi hard. I was growing in her hand, do you like that she asked, I looked up at her and nodded I did, are you shore you want to do this I asked her, she nodded back .
It’s been years since I had a man in my bed she proclaimed, I need that feeling again.
How could I refuse this lovely lady, she was gorgeous after all.
She was at least 30 years older then me but that didn’t turn me off in fact it turned me on more.
She must have been in her late 50s early 60s.
She pulled my semi hard cock out from my trousers, she slowly moved her hand up and down rubbing her index finger across the opening to my foreskin, that made me jump to attention, I was still not quite solid but getting close, she pulled my foreskin back for the first time revealing the head of my penis, her face was beautiful, looking at my cock as if it was the first one she had ever seen, I thought she might start drawling soon, she was so entranced.
I lifted my bum off the bed and pushed my trousers down to my knees I kicked them off the rest of the way and onto the floor beside me.
I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off my arms and threw it down next to my trousers.
I was laying there completely naked, I was hers to do as she pleased.
She stood up from the bed and stripped herself naked, her body looked perfect like that of a 35year old.
She had nice breasts with perky nipples at a guess I’d say around 34dd,
She sat on the bed and took me back into her hand, slowly rubbing my cock up and down, she lent forwards and kissed the head, her lips felt smooth against it,
She ran her tongue around the little hole in the end tickling it with the tip, she took me into her mouth it felt moist, the sensation of her blowing me was like nothing I’d felt before.
I lent down the bed and felt around her crutch, her vagina was neatly trimmed, I found her clit and rubbed it in little circular motions. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter under my fingers.
I told her to lay down on her back, I moved down the bed and went down on her licking round her pussy lips and sucking her clit, I was only down there about 30 seconds and she was already orgasming.
I Put my tongue up inside her as she moaned with pleasure.
I crawled up her body was that what you needed I asked her, yes she said.
Would you like to fuck me she asked, only if you want me too, I do, do you want a condom she said, only if you want me to ware one.
She put her hand down between us and guided me into her pussy, I got my answer.
I pushed into her and started fucking her, slow down she said I want this to last not be over in a few minutes, so I slowed down and moved in and out of her slow and gentle , she asked me to suck and chew on her nipples I did with pleasure taking one into my mouth, her boobs where lactating, I looked up at her, you still have milk in your breasts, yes she smiled I’ve been expressing it for about 30 years for the local hospital.
Mmmmm sexy, I love a woman’s milk, I sucked and chewed on them some more, I could feel her milk squirting down the back of my throat she tasted so good.
Where do you want me to cum sexy lady I asked her, I’m not on the tablet or anything, but you can cum where ever you want she said.
Are you ready to cum now she asked, no but just wanted to know ready.
Good she said, she rolled me over a sat on top of me and slowly rode me rolling her hips, I grabbed her boobs one in each hand, I squeezed her nipples and pulled them, a stream or two of milk shot out over my face and chest.
Mmmm she moaned, she bent down and licked it up, don’t waist it she said.
I popped her nipple back in my mouth and drank some more, the warmness covering my tongue.
Can I kiss you she said, thought you would never ask I replied, she lent forward and kissed me.
It felt so good being inside her, not rushing it really felt amazing, feeling every stroke her pussy made on my erection.
I’m going to cum soon I told her, not yet your not, she stopped moving so I could calm down, she laid there a bit just kissing me.
It that better she said.
Yes I replied I think I can go a bit longer now. She started riding me again. Pausing every few strokes, teasing me, edging me closer and closer..
And when I was ready to cum she would stop and let it subside before carrying on, she done this for about 20 minutes.
The Last time she stopped and got off, she got on all fours and told me to get behind her, now fuck me like I’m the last pussy on earth.
I rammed it into her hard, moving as fast as I could go, really pulling her hips back hard as I thrust into her.
Do you want it in your pussy or mouth I asked, my pusssssssssssy she screamed.
My cock twitched stream after steam injecting into her.
She threw herself back into me, so my cock was deep in her, as deep as it would go.
After I’d cummed she sucked me again till I was clear of all the remaining cum droplets.
We laid there on the bed for a while.
So do you need to be on your way or do you want dinner and dessert again later on.
I’m starving I quickly replied.
We had dinner then fucked all night into the early hours.
She was one of the best fucks I’d ever had.
It a shame she lied to me, her husband pulled up just as I was leaving, I presume he had been working nights.
I drove out the gate as quick as I could, he chased me down the drive screaming and shouting,
I disappeared into the night.
Now that’s what I call a close encounter.
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