Breaking in Natalie by Cochisegntlmn
I got married for the third time five years ago to a really beautiful, but naïve lady. She was a strong Christian with good morals and very limited sexual experience. She had been married to really nice guy for 29 years, had two boys and perhaps two orgasms too. She thought she might have had a couple more but wasn’t sure.
In my past, I was into swinging in my younger adult years and had more than my share of lovers, which at some time in the future I may discuss. Natalie was 67 when I married her, having been faithful and not messing around before I came along. I was a commercial truck driver doing cross country refrigerated runs and saw her profile on eHarmony. She had a smoking hot body, but it was always wrapped up in turtle necks and loose-fitting clothes.
While driving, we would talk for hours and I told her about my background. Most Christian women shun men like me, as they think we’re disgusting. Yes, I’ve fucked plenty of women, mostly married and I left that behind…We talked for several weeks and we were both very interested in each other. Lots of commonalities and also lots of differences too.
She knew from reading her romance novels, that there had to be more to sex than just having babies. As she got older, her hormones were taking over and she was fighting a losing battle; but to be honest she remained faithful. She never masturbated and probably never knew how. She grew up in a strict religions family who never spoke of such things.
After three months, I quit and told her I was moving out her way. I drove back to Iowa to collect what was left over after my ex sold everything. Not much left, but I took my car, clothes, massage table and tools and left for California. Natalie lived in Redlands, CA near the I-10. She allowed me to move my stuff there and I had arranged to live with a friend in Compton (in the nicer part of town). I dropped off my tools with Natalie and spent the night sleeping on my massage table. Before being a commercial driver, I was a massage therapist in Minneapolis and Iowa but lost the business in the divorce.
The next morning, I awoke to find Natalie had headed off to work and I was on my own.. I wandered around the house, found some cereal and milk and made breakfast. She had a very nice, but small three-bedroom home with a nice walled in backyard. I inspected the yard, went back to my room and grabbed my shorts and went and sunbathed for an hour or so. It’s something truckers can never do as they are always on the road and/or sleeping. It felt nice to enjoy the warm late summer sun.
One of her neighbors called the cops on me as they thought I was a vagrant and was trespassing. I explained who I was, then called Natalie at work to tell the cops. They had her drive back home to prove that she was the home owner and I was her fiancé (unofficially). They let me go and she was shocked to see how red my body was, as I misjudged the strength of the southern California sun. She led me into the living room and brought out the aloe and applied it liberally all over me. By the time she was halfway done, I was hard as a rock and wanted to make love to her, but refrained.
She was surprised to see my bulge as her late husband rarely got hard. We were both embarrassed and we laughed it off before she headed back to work. When I said I was unofficially engaged, I had asked her to marry me on one of the few visits to the Inland Empire. She said yes, but only after her sons approved. One lived in Washington, the other in Nevada. I asked her how old they were, and learned, one was 35, the other 38 and both were married. I agreed to this and figured road trips were always fun.
Two days later, after overcoming most of my sunburn I noticed her garage storage looked like it was built by kindergartners and asked her about it. She told me it came with the house. I couldn’t believe it had survived the numerous earthquakes that rattle the region. She admitted it looked bad and wondered if I could fix it. I told her I couldn’t fix It as it was poorly made and designed, but I could definitely rebuild it for her.
We agreed and I called my friend in Compton and told him I would be delayed a few days. Over the next week I stripped out her garage, dumped numerous loads of junk she had collected and started to rebuild the storage area. I built two sections on either side of her two-car garage, and built it well. She was very surprised at the workmanship as she knew I was a trucker and before that a massage therapist. She had no idea I was a carpenter prior to that, but gave it up because it was starting to wear out my body.
That night, I was pretty sore and she heard me moaning in my room. My back and shoulders were killing me and she knocked on my door and wanted to know what was wrong. I told her my shoulder and back were sore, so she offered to massage me. She did a pretty good job and I immediately figured she not only was trainable, but submissive. I smelled her perfume and eventually kissed her. We had kissed plenty of times, and I pulled her into my arms. She was dressed in a light pajama top with granny underpants. I caressed her breast, while kissing her deeply. She flushed all over, but never stopped me from exploring her. I got to her panties and they were sopping wet, but I never went further.
After work the next day, she came in while I was rebuilding the storage area and asked me what I was doing the following Wednesday. I had no plans, and told me that, when she said “I just applied for our marriage license and we were going to get hitched.” Natalie said “I can’t have you in the house as I’m ready to rip your clothes off.” The next Wednesday, we got married.
We had our wedding night at a local motel and we attacked each other. We made out for a bit, then I explored her. She has incredible firm tits with huge, tasty rock-hard nipples…with no sensation at all! I explored further down and found her pussy covered with thick, but very damp hair. I started to lick her, but she immediately freaked out and demanded I stop as it was “disgusting.” I pusher her back, told her “Shut the fuck up, lay back and let me enjoy.”
It took about 45 minutes to get to her to cum, and boy did she. She wet my face and squirted in my mouth. I tried to finger her ass, but that was not to be. She told me “I refuse to suck a penis,” but I could make love to her now. I did and it took a long time for her to open up to accept me. As it turned out, her pussy almost returned to virginal state. It had literally sealed itself up and it took another three months to finally open her up. What I couldn’t figure out, is why her gynecologist never said anything! During that time, I kept eating her out and slowly getting her used to my finger near her ass.
One day, as she was enjoying my oral ministrations, and nearing an orgasm, I slipped my well lubed finger in her ass. She exploded, writhing around grabbing the sheets and murmuring unintelligible sounds. She soaked my face, wet the sheets and covered my shoulders and hands with her nectar. After calming down, she realized I still had my finger still in her ass and I was sawing it in and out. She started to cum again and I tried to insert another finger, but she wasn’t ready.