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By *_ream OP Man
2 weeks ago
Leatherhead |
In the early 2,000’s when dating online was still small I was just 20 or so and finding my way to making my first profile. It took a whole evening to do my very first one and on top of that loading up a photo through dial up seemed to take forever but just before Midnight it went live.
I was just about to turn it off when it pinged, I wasn’t expecting it. It was a message from a lady called Liz she was 20 years older than me and said she liked my profile and would I consider meeting just to give her oral. I was a little deflated but as I read on it started to change how I felt. If I met her regularly to kiss, sensually touch and make her orgasm with my tongue she would teach me how to understand a ladies body, learn to know exactly how to tease, slowly manage her arousal building her as fast or as slow as her body needed, how to make her feel and orgasm how she never thought possible.
Every male friend I knew said he is amazing at oral, the best (nothing changes) and my ego would probably have said the same but here I was being given the opportunity to truly be one of the best.
Her photo finally came through, petite, long blonde loose curl hair, a beautiful lady in all aspects topped off by red lipstick, stunning high class lingerie and heels.
I messaged back smoke coming off the keyboard as I typed. If I was to do exactly as she said when I entered her house then tomorrow evening 7pm. I agreed and she sent me the address.
I arrived early, she opened the door and I was blown away by how stunning she was, she looked 28 not in her 40’s. She took my hand and led me in, we sat next to each other on the sofa and she leant in and kissed me. Delicately, sensually, I instantly got hard, she smiled and said that will have to wait until you get home. She leant back on the sofa and pointed between her legs, I knelt down and she pulled her panties to the side. I lunged in eagerly tongue first only to feel her hand stop me and her telling me I haven’t told you what to do yet. From that point on I did whatever she told me.
Over the space of 6 mths to a year I saw her once or twice a week, she would let me show what I had learnt, correct my mistakes and teach me everything. My job moved and I had to move abroad with it so I sadly said that it would have to end. For the last week we met three times and she gave no instructions, she said it was down to me to show her what I had learnt and to show how slowly I could build her up. Each day I spent over 3 hours each time teasing and building her until she had some very load orgasms.
When the last time was over we kissed and she went to say thank you, I stopped her and said no the thanks is all mine. Not only did she teach me to understand a ladies body over 150 hours of practice, but I realised many years later that she also taught me patience and an even deeper respect for women for which I am so grateful.
I never got to say thank you for the last two things so have tried to track her down for the reason of letting her know and saying thank you as it has helped shape me and my life. I have not succeeded though, so if you know a Liz of that description who lived in the Home Counties way back when do out me in contact.
I hope you like the true store and before you ask, I am a little bit rusty lately but it’s like riding a bike, what I learnt will stay with me forever!
G x |
