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Category: Male-Female (MF)
Submitted by: Anon. Age: 58 Gender: Male

An older lady.

About eight years ago I was reading the "Personals" section of my hometown magazine when I came upon an ad where a woman described herself as buxom, among other details. I decided to write to her through her mailbox number at the magazine, saying, among other things, that I would very much enjoy her meeting me at her door where I would enter and remove her top to suckle at her oversized breasts. Certainly I did not expect a reply, at least an affirmative one, but she did write back to me right quickly. She said in her missive that I sounded as quirky as she was, and that she would accede to my proposal seeing as I had written in the King's english and sounded all-around healthy. Plus, we lived nearby one another by happenstance.

We made a date, and the next thing that I recall I was driving over to her house through a nice neighborhood that I knew well, thinking how I was going to do this thing.

I parked in front of her house, opened a fenced gate, shuffled up to her door, and knocked, never thinking for a moment of my next part in the script. I'd forgotten it...completely. She came to the door and opened it. I looked her in the eye and said "hello". She stood there and said "Well?"

Finally it hit me that I was supposed to do it now. She stood there in a non-descript dress motionless as I came in and moved up to her. Taking her left breast (the most convenient) out of her fairly scooped neckline, I teased her nipple softly at first running my tongue lightly over the tip. Still nervous, I reached in and lifted the right tit out and pushed them both together. That was quite a site. At least a D, this woman just stood smiling proudly at my adoration of her breasts...my thing. As I looked at her whole countenance there before me, my pecker finally came to life in front of her eyes.

It was not 'til then that I took a really good look at her face. It did not match the beauty of what I held together in my hands. She wasn't fat. She was just plain old in the face. To blank that fact out was not easy, but I did. I leaned forward again and pressed the front of both breasts together...surprisingly fibrous for an older woman. I sucked both teats into my mouth; an easy task as they were now distended giving away the excitement she would not betray with her face until that moment.

She then threw her head back while holding my head steady with both of her hands. I wrapped my arms around her and made out the buttons that held her dress closed in the back; all the while continuing to suck on her teats with irregular intensity. A moan, however slight, had me thinking that this woman was as much a breast gal as I was a breast guy. Her dress buttons undone with some confusion on my part; she had her arms supporting her breasts upward as I used every oral trick I knew, while she used her hands to keep me close.

I reached up and pulled the dress from her shoulders, and removed her brassier. Topless, but still standing, she began to grind her pussy into my penis; working herself into a breathless state. I just kept sucking on those tits as she began to enjoy my hand's invasion of her ass-crack. In the back of my head, I really didn't want to get much closer to her than I already was. Her tits were marvelous, but the thought of her insides really made me a bit queasy. Her face; it was that face.

Eventually, she came in my arms, just pressed hard against my penis with me doing my thing with her sensational breasts, and my hands massaging her ass. I let her down on the sofa behind her, and sat next to her for a few minutes as she stroked my penis slowly with her fingernails; too exhausted to do more.

I said to her something to the effect that she surely must have fun masturbating. Without looking at me, perhaps because she was a bit disheveled, she arose and while going up the stairs, asked me if I wanted to see her cum again. I replied "Sure. Would you mind if I did myself too?"

Totally nude, except for a see-thru short nightie, she came back down within a few minutes with a very big and unusual looking vibrator. It was white with a bulbous head the size of an orange. The electrical cord trailed on the floor behind her.

I think I'll save the rest for another time. This was an unusual older women. Nuf said.

PS: Great site for resurrecting the dead. anon

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