Her hands moved quite naturally to my cock and she let out a gasp of surprise as she undid my trousers and it sprang out, eager to join in the fun. I know I am well endowed and many of my girlfriends have told me how big I am, but of course Mrs Pennyman would not have known that; or would she?
“Wow what a whopper” was her reaction’ “this really is king size.”
As she caressed it in both hands she suddenly looked up and said, “Shall we fuck here on the sofa, or in my bed?” This was an explicit invitation that far exceeded the original one for tea and scones and I realised that this had been a seduction expedition on her behalf from the word go.
Being a bit prudish, (at least I was then), I opted for the bed rather than the sofa.
She stood up, took my hand and led me towards her bedroom. My cock was still sticking out of my trousers, preceding me as I walked and she said, “No need to put that away, it will only be out again very soon” which covered any embarrassment I felt and made my arousal that much greater.
Her bedroom was large and beautifully furnished in a modern style, although why I should notice it at that moment was beyond me. She sat on the edge of the bed with her knees and legs wide open, with me in front of her and expertly undid my belt and pulled down my boxers and trousers. As I looked down I could see a small bead of pre-cum forming at the head of my cock which was curving upwards toward my belly like a glistening scimitar. She leaned forward and licked it off. I was extremely aroused!
“Can you undo my bra” she said as she unbuttoned her blouse which just fell off her shoulders. I was trembling so much that I fumbled with the clasp and she had to help me with it.
As if fell away the full majesty of her creamy white tits were revealed like two gigantic blancmanges with a cherry topping. As I sucked at her nipples I was aware that no blancmange could ever taste as good as this. I wanted to lose myself in the valley between her tits as I nuzzled into her like a lost puppy dog.
“Take off your shirt” she ordered and as I did so she undid the zip at the back of her skirt and wriggled out of it, her panties followed. She lay back on the bed, now wearing only her garter belt and stockings and it was a sight I have never forgotten. As she leaned back she opened her legs even wider as if inviting me in; which is exactly what she was doing. One thing I noticed among the jumbled thoughts racing through my mind was that she might have had more pubic hair, perhaps she shaved most of it off, there were just a few tufts around her pubis and her beautiful inviting pussy was on full display, glistening, moist and awaiting its new arrival.
“Oh, hell Mrs Pennyman, I don’t have any condoms with me, it never occurred that I might need them.” She replied “you don’t need them, I have never been able to have children so there is no danger of you putting me in the club” This was a new experience for me and one I had been hoping to encounter for a long time. Unprotected sex at last!
By now I was at a fever pitch, inflamed, lustful and randy as a rutting stag, my erection felt bigger than I had ever experienced. If I could have seen my face I am sure it would have been drained of blood because it was all going to my cock!
As she leaned back on the bed, I leaned towards her on my knees, taking my weight on my arms and she held my cock so that it nuzzled against her labia and the delights beyond. I was all set for my first experience of bareback sex, I was going to fill her up and drive her to height of ecstasy.
And then a terrible thing happened!
As I pushed gently forwards the end of my cock just barely entered her and I ejaculated in a sort of muted and stifled orgasm!
My seed which was destined for her inner parts shot all over her thighs, her legs, stockings and bed linen. Very little of it went inside her and I was utterly, totally mortified. My first attempt at unprotected sex, my first fuck with my voluptuous, sexy landlady, had been a dismal failure. I was ashamed!
My cock which seconds before had been like a raging poker of hot flesh now started to go limp as it slipped out of her, it was no longer under my control. But even semi flaccid, it continued to jerk and spurt streams of semen, jerking like a fireman’s hose out of control.
Mrs Pennyman was superb, she was kind and understanding, despite being totally unsatisfied by this premature ejaculation. “Don’t worry this happens, we will go and finish off our tea and then see if we do better next time.” With that she got up and reached for some tissues to wipe herself down, took off her stained stockings and suspender belt and put on a dressing gown. I put my clothes back on and we made our way to the sitting room.
The next half hour was the most miserable of my life as we sipped tea and tried to pretend nothing untoward had happened, I wanted big hole to open up and swallow me. Few things hurt the male ego more than to fail at the act of sexual intercourse so dismally as I had.
After thirty or so minutes she moved closer and kissed me, at the same time running her hand gently over my limp cock which had the extreme cheek to still dribble some semen from the end. As she did this I felt deep inside me the familiar stirrings of arousal and when she bent forward and put it in her mouth the stirring became a rumbling reality, as once more it shot back to life inside her mouth. It had been dormant, not dead!
She sucked and teased the end of my cock with her tongue until there was no doubt that I was ready for action once again. She took off her dressing gown and for the second time I was divested of my shirt, underpants and trousers. This time we remained relaxed, naked on the sofa, she lay prone, with one leg overhanging the edge and the other bent at the knee with her legs wide open. I was on my knees between her thighs and as she guided my cock it located the outer lips of her vagina and I fully entered her at last. She was soft and wet and I guess some of the semen from my first dismal attempt did make it inside which would have added to the sensual lubrication.
I would like to say that this was my most magnificent performance, that she had multiple orgasms and was completely satisfied.
None of that happened. But I did last longer and by the look of pleasure on her face and the tiny groaning sounds she made, Mrs Pennyman may have even enjoyed the experience. This was, despite my utter failure first time, a new experience, to move so smoothly inside a vagina, my flesh, her flesh, joined effortlessly in a creamy liaison. I tried very hard to think of other things, my course work, football, anything to delay the inevitable. When it came, sooner than I wanted it too, I enjoyed my orgasm and was very much aware that my semen ejaculated in spurts inside her.
We turned sideway facing each other, I was aware of how much of me there must be in her vagina, it was warm and rather squishy. My cock was in good shape, it remained erect, it was about ten minutes since I had last cum. As she stroked my hair I began to move rhythmically and slowly once more. She whispered in my ear ” the second time was superb, I enjoyed it, but what you need is some tuition in the art of sex and lots of practice, I think you will make a wonderful lover, are you up for it?” “You bet” was my answer.