After 2 or 3 years of talking, flirting, cyber and phone sex, she agreed to meet me in person. So I jumped on a plane and flew to Phoenix. I had no idea at the time what that first night would be like. Little did I know that it would exceed my imaginations.
I arrived at Sky Harbor and sent her a text letting her know we were on the ground. She replied back and told me she would be waiting for me at the exit to the concourse. As I approached the exit I spotted her immediately. She was wearing a tight fitting top that showed the full shape of her breasts and a mid-length skirt. We kissed briefly and made small talk on the way to baggage claim. As we walked my eyes kept glancing at her breasts, my mind racing, knowing that soon I would be caressing them, kissing them, sucking them; at least I hoped I would!
We got my luggage and made it out to her car. Once inside the car we kissed deeply, then kissed again and again. My hand slid up her body and closed around her breast. It felt so full, so firm in my hand. She moaned softly and arched her back slightly; the night was starting well. As we kissed I slipped my hand down her thigh to the hem of her skirt, pushing it up leg until I could slip my hand up under it. As my hand started to move to the inside of her thighs she spread her legs for me, giving me permission and access to her body. My excitement and desire turned quickly to need as my finger tips touched the thin fabric of the panties that covered her pussy and found that her panties were completely soaked. I slid my finger up and down the outside of her panties, coating my finger with her wetness, tracing the outline of her slit. The thought went through my mind that she must have been thinking about sex all the way to the airport to pick me up.
I whispered in her ear, “Mmmm baby, your panties are completely wet” and as I did so, I pushed them to the side and caressed her pussy. It was so wet, so warm and so incredibly soft. As we kissed, I slipped my finger inside of her for a moment, then withdrew it and slowly massaged her clit for a few seconds. Then we started up the car and headed for home.
I was driving her car and she was giving me directions on how to get to her house. I was also taking in as much of the city scenery as possible, while my mind was racing with thoughts of undressing her when we got to her house. Two or three times as I drove I reached over and slipped my hand back inside her panties. Her pussy was so soft and wet that I didn’t want to wait to get home. I couldn’t wait! Every time my hand slipped between her legs she would spread them open for me. I slipped my hand under her dress one more time. She sighed softly, spread her legs then laid back in the seat. I moved my fingers inside her, outside of her, caressing her pussy lips, massaging her clit, then sliding my fingers back inside of her. I had just slipped my fingers inside of her again and I felt her body tense. She wrapped both of her arms around my arm, laid her head against my shoulder and squeezed me as hard as she could. She held on to me that way for a couple of minutes. Then she sighed again, released me and said, “That’s never happened before.” When I asked her what had never happened before she said, “I’ve never cum while riding in car.” That turned me on more than ever because now I knew how hot she was, how ready her body was; and there was no doubt that I’d have her naked in a matter of minutes after getting to her house.
We arrived at her house and didn’t bother getting my luggage out of the car. We went into the house and straight to the bedroom. We stood at the end of the bed, kissing non-stop. I kissed her lips, her ears, neck, over and over. I reached down and lifted her top, pulling up and over her head. The sight of her breasts, ever covered by her bra, drove me insane. I could see her ample nipples, hard, erect, pressing against the fabric of her bra. I caressed her breasts through the material of her bra while kissing her. I ran my hands down her body to the top of her skirt and begin pushing it down. After it cleared her hips it dropped to the floor. I slid my hand between her legs, caressing her pussy through the material of her wet panties. I moved back towards the bed, pulling her with me, and sat down on the edge of the bed with her standing in front of me wearing only her bra and panties.
She leaned down and we kissed again and again as I reached up behind her and unfastened her bra. My eyes were instantly drawn to her full, firm breasts, her swollen nipples. I begin kissing and sucking them as my hands caressed her body. I reached down and pushed her panties down, and was with the dress, they dropped to the floor after clearing her hips. I slipped my fingers up inside her pussy as I continued to suck her breasts. Her soft moans and sighs fueling the fire inside me, causing my already swollen cock to begin to throb and drip. I laid her down on the bed then stood up and begin removing my clothing. She laid on the bed, her arms over her head, her hair fanned out on the bed; and though she 56 years old, she had the body of 30 something. Her breasts were firm, full, nipples pointing up at the ceiling like tiny mountains. Her body was trim, firm in the right places, soft in the others. Her curves were perfect from the swelling of her breasts to the narrowing of her waist, to the flare of her hips. She was beautiful.
In our conversations prior to meeting, I had promised her an orgasm by going down on her. I knelt down on the floor and kissed the inside of her thighs before lightly moving the tip of my tongue up the inside of her thighs, closer and closer to her swollen, glistening, wet pussy. As the tip of my tongue touched her pussy lips she let out a small moan. As the tip of my tongue penetrated her pussy she let out a gasp. I slipped a finger inside of her pussy as I massaged her swollen clit with the tip of my tongue. As I massaged the inside of her pussy I would suck, nibble and furiously lick her clit. I looked up at her, watching her breast rise and fall in rhythm with her rapid breathing. I pussy was so tight around my finger that I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to know what it felt like to have my cock deep inside of her. I stood up, pulled her to the edge of the bed and without saying a word, placed the tip of my dripping cock against her the opening of her pussy and begin to enter her slowly. Her wetness we so great that even though her pussy was small, my cock slid inside of her with no resistance except that of spreading her body open to accept the thickest part of my manhood, before closing around me like a velvet glove.
I slid in and out of her, lost in the feel of her body massaging every inch of me, enthralled by the sight of my cock glistening, covered with her wetness, telling her how good she felt, how hot, tight and wet she felt to me. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to fuck her then and there until I filled her with my cum, but I had promised her and orgasm by oral. So I withdrew my cock, knelt back down and resumed licking, sucking, nibbling her pussy.
It didn’t take very long until she began to moan and sigh non-stop. I only stopped going down on her long enough to ask her, “Are you going to cum?”
“Yes, oh yes!”, was her reply.
“ Cum for me, baby. Cum for me! Let me drink from you body.”
That was all it took, she arched her back, forcing her pussy against my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her hips and pulled her tight against my mouth as my tongue furiously lashed her clit.
“Oh God! Oh God! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!!”
I held her tight against my mouth until I felt her body relax. Then I loosened my hold on her but continued to gently massage her sensitive clit with my tongue until her body was completely relaxed. Then I stood up, moved between her legs, lowered myself down into her again. This time I would not stop.
I entered her softly, lost in the feel of her body surrounding mine. I moved inside of her slowly at first, my arms wrapped around her thighs, watching as my cock slid in and out of her. I begin thrusting into her a little harder and faster, asking her if it felt good, it she liked it, if she wanted me to fuck her harder. Her reply to all three questions were, “Yes!”
I begin fucking her as hard and fast as I could. Every thrust into her was made with the intent of forcing as much of me inside of her as was possible. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, arms raised above her head as she begin to moan and sigh. I asked her again, “Are you going to cum again, baby?”
“Yes, oh yes!”
As before I begged her, order her to cum for me. Begged her, ordered her to give me that sweet cum, to cover my cock with her cum. Seconds after that she told me she was cumming. Watching her, feeling her body respond to mine was more than I could stand and I felt my own orgasm beginning to build, and quickly.
“Do you want me to cum, baby?”, I asked.
“Yes, oh yes. I want you to cum!”
“ Do you want me to cum inside of you?”
Her reply to that brought an immediate reaction.
“Yes! Yes! Cum inside me! Cum inside me!!”
I did. One, two, three, four very long, very intense streams of my cum erupted from my cock. Each pulsation injecting her with my cum. The entire time I was filling her with my cum she was saying, “Yes, oh yes. Oh yes!!” That cause me do cum even more, I think.
Finally my orgasm faded but I remained inside of her for a few minutes more. I leaned over and we kissed. I kissed her breasts one final time then stood up and withdrew from her. What I saw then was incredibly sexy and erotic. As the tip of my cock slipped from her body it was as if someone pulled a cork from a bottle. A stream of my cum gushed out of her pussy, running down her ass and on to the bed; a tiny river of white.
We got up, slipped on some shorts then went out to her patio to have a smoke and something to drink. After about 20 minutes, her shorts where down around her ankles, mine were pulled off to the side and she was bending over leaning on the barbeque grill as I moved behind her, deep inside of her again.
The next 10 days were like the first night. Sex in the morning. Sex after breakfast. Sex on the side of the road. Sex in the afternoon. It was better than anything we’d talked about or even imagined.