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By *oyle_45 OP Man
over a year ago
Worthing |
My ex-girlfriend had forced me to go to her Sister's Christmas Eve party. It was only a small gathering of friends and family plus her Sister's next door neighbour who we had never met before. The only titbits of information we had learned with regard to the neighbour were firstly that she was single and secondly that she was a bit of a maneater.
It wasn't far from our house to her Sister's and we arrived around 8pm, as did most of the guests, with the neighbour appearing approximately ten minutes later.
She was not quite as I had imagined. She looked about 55-60 years old (I found out later, she was 68), not thin but not really overweight, with grey hair and a reasonably pretty face. She was wearing a black dress that had a sheer panel around the shoulders with further see-through panels down the sides of the thighs. The dress reached down to just below the knee and was extremely figure-hugging, showing the outline of her large breasts and ample bottom which she was obviously quite proud of. She had finished the look with black high heels which only served to emphasise the shapeliness of her legs as she walked over to introduce herself to everyone in turn.
"Evening, I'm Debbie" she said, as she shook my hand "Pleased to meet you" and then she moved on to greet someone else but I couldn't help but think that she had looked at me as if she had recognised me from somewhere. I was pretty sure I had never seen her before so I just parked that idea and poured myself another drink and carried on with my previous conversation.
Around an hour passed, I had been in the kitchen talking with the men whilst the women were dancing and chatting in the living room and I needed the toilet so I made my way into the hallway where I bumped into Debbie coming the other way. Ever the gentleman, I allowed her to use the bathroom before me and as I held the door open and motioned for her to go first, she placed a piece of paper with something written on it into my hand. Then she locked the door and proceeded to use the toilet whilst I looked quizzically at the letters written on the page.
When she appeared a minute or so later, I must still have had a confused look on my face because she scanned around to make sure nobody was in earshot and quietly said "My Fab Username". Well, my face turned to shock because I had a girlfriend and I was obviously not supposed to be "swinging". Was she going to tell anyone? I dived into the toilet, locked the door and looked at myself in the mirror for a few minutes. I was panicking inside but what could I do? I used the loo, washed my hands and unlocked the door, ready to face the music.
She was still there waiting for me to reappear. "I guess by the shocked look, nobody knows you're on Fab", she said, "including your girlfriend". "No" I replied. The sound of approaching voices made her wary and she asked me to meet her in the upstairs bathroom to continue the discussion in 15 minutes. "Ok" I muttered as I headed back to the kitchen for a large stiff drink.
15 minutes later, I headed upstairs and couldn't see Debbie anywhere. I waited for a few minutes and then I tried the bathroom door...it was locked.
I heard the lock slide back, the door opened slightly and I saw Debbie's face appear. When she saw it was me, she opened the door and stepped aside for me to enter the room then quickly shut and locked the door behind me. "Well" she said, "Who's a naughty boy then". I explained that I had needs that weren't being met and rather than break-up, I had just dealt with them elsewhere. I asked how she knew I was on Fab and she said that I had appeared on her local search results and when she saw me earlier, she had recognised me from one of my profile pictures.
Debbie then hitched up the front of her dress with one hand, took my right hand with the other and guided it towards the top of her thighs. "I have needs too", she said, "and I think you know what you need to do".
I extended my fingers as I stroked up her thigh, expecting to meet the resistance of a pair of lace panties or something similar but instead I just found the warmth and wetness of an exposed and very excited pussy. She had started to pull my face in towards hers for a kiss but stopped as her body seemed to freeze with anticipation when my fingertips pushed inside her for the first time. Her hole was sopping wet and just seemed to swallow the two fingers I offered up. She quickly recovered from her anticipatorial pause and wrenched my face in towards hers. We locked lips and as our tongues probed and flicked each other's mouths, she let out a soft moan. My left hand moved to her dress-covered breasts and I pinched and tweaked at the rapidly stiffening nipples which I could feel through the material of both dress and bra.
She moaned again, softly....almost a purr.
My right hand continued to explore underneath the confines of her dress. Alternating between strokes of the thumb, starting at the clitoris, spreading the lips as it travelled down towards her vagina before being pushed inside and with my middle finger then playfully teasing the edge of her anal passage; and my index and middle fingers reaching deep inside her, reaching to find her g-spot and keep her juices flowing.
We continued kissing, barely coming up for air, which helped stifle some of the groans as she was getting louder now. I wanted her to cum, I wanted to feel the power of that body shaking as she lost control...but I wanted to do it with my mouth. I broke away from her lips and took the opportunity to let her taste her juices from my fingers and thumb, placing each one in her mouth to which she responded by sucking them dry.
I was about to go down her anyway but she forcibly pushed my head in that direction. She leant back against the basin and I lifted her dress up to waist height exposing her neatly trimmed but still quite hairy cunt. I teased her a little by planting kisses on her inner thighs but she grabbed my head with both hands and pulled my face to her beautifully formed pussy. Forcing herself onto me and me onto her in turn. Slowly I licked around her lips, gently, not trying too hard to guide my tongue between them. My hands slowly stroking up the back of her legs from ankles to calves then knees and finally the back of her thighs to her arsecheeks. She jerked as I roughly grabbed both cheeks and then i stiffened my tongue to really start the pussy-licking that she desired. My right hand remained on her arse, caressing each cheek in turn whilst I knelt between her legs, tongue licking up and down, slowly at first, alternating between soft and hard, flicking at her clitoris at the top of each stroke. My left hand moved to her pussy where two fingers were inserted gently inside. I wanted to eat that pussy for hours, but within what felt like seconds, I could feel her orgasm arriving.
I looked up to find that she had placed her underwear, which she had removed before I entered the room, into her mouth to stifle the noises of ecstasy that she would otherwise have been making. I could feel her legs starting to twitch and almost buckle and with my right hand now under her bum I helped support her as I sped up the combination of tongue and fingers to bring along the orgasm we both wanted her to enjoy.
Within seconds I heard her stifled moans, felt the pulsing of her pussy on my fingers and also the slight buckling of her legs as she reached the initial point of orgasm. She tried to push my head away but I wanted to give more....
I nibbled on her pussy lips and sucked on her clitoris, my fingers thrusting in and out of her like a jackhammer....within seconds she started to cum properly.....squirting all over my face, my hand and her inner thighs.
Her legs buckling underneath her as she struggled to hold herself upright using the basin for support. Simultaneously trying to manouevre herself away from me so she could regain control of her body. I pulled my face away from her pubic mound but repeated my earlier slow hand stroke up the back of her shapely legs. As I did so, there were repeated convulsions from her body along with further squirts.....her breathing was heavy and laboured.
I retreated...then touched her on the knee...bringing on a fresh wave of ecstasy. I stepped back and waited....
She opened her eyes, looked at me and she started to convulse again. The feeling of power rushed over me. I had done that. I had made her lose control. I was turned on and horny as hell but I didn't want to fuck her that night. Another time definitely but not tonight.
I stood up, pulled her face toward mine and kissed her deeply to which she responded by falling to the floor in a heap and then curling up into the foetal position. I whispered "See you soon", unlocked the door and left the bathroom to return to the party.
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