My friends were throwing me a big four-oh party and it kind of got out of hand there were a lot of people there. Many of whom I didn’t even know. Let’s just say that we passed small and intimate way back in the dust.
As I moved through the crowd, a woman who appeared to be about 45 caught my eye. She was one of the many people I didn’t know. She was in shape and had a great body. I decided that at 40, I was allowed to chat up women who were 45. I move over to her and introduced myself.
She told me she was Linda. As it turned out, she was friends with a couple I knew and they’d invited her to the party. I asked if she brough her husband, and she replied that she was a widow having lost her husband a year ago. I expressed my sympathies. She said that it wasn’t needed as she’d made it past the first three months and worked her head through it. He was gone and she had to move on.
“So, what’s the hardest part now,” I asked.
She leaned in and said, “No sex. I really miss that part.”
“A good-looking woman such as yourself should have no problem solving that,” I said.
“It’s harder than you think. After all, you haven’t offered now have you,” she asked with a provocative smile on her face.
“Never let it be said that I have no manners. You have my offer to help in that area at any time,” I said.
The room was crowded and everyone was on top of each other. Someone passed by carrying a couple of drinks and offering up a “pardon me”. In the bustle of the room, I felt her hand rubbing the crotch of my pants. It wasn’t an accidental bump against me, she was groping for treasure.
“Just checking to see if it were a valid offer,” she said. “Seems it was very real.”
By this time, she had a firm grip on my ball sack and my cock was swelling to full size. It was kind of fun. This had never happened before, even at drunken frat parties at college. Even college girls had been more discrete. By this point, she’d released my balls and was gently rubbing my cock through my pants. She rubbed it from end-to-end, slowly.
“Okay, you have my attention and a bit of pre-cum,” I said in a whisper at her ear. She smiled.
“I want more than that,” she whispered back.
The room had pretty much cleared. She stood in a corner, me facing her. Releasing my cock, she unzipped my pants and reached in grabbing my cock. She gave it a good tug and then fondling the head, said, “Yes, I see we do have a pre-cum situation.” With that, she released my cock, zipped my pants and slowly licked her fingers which carried my pre-cum.
“May I call you,” she asked.
“You can call me for anything at any time,” I replied.
With that she glided away and starting chatting with other guests. It was just as if nothing had happened. I was really hoping that she called. Then I remembered that we’d not exchanged numbers. Not-to-worry, I could always get her number from our mutual friends.
Sitting at my desk the following Tuesday, the phone rang. I picked it up and a woman said, “I’m in the market for some pre-cum. Would you be able to help me with that,” she asked?
“Yes, Linda. I can absolutely help you with that. I’m in a meeting with my boss right now, may I return you call,” I asked. “What’s your number?” I jotted down the number and promised to call her back shortly.
I rushed the remainder of he meeting with my boss. As he left my office, I picked up the phone and called Linda. She picked up.
“Hello, Linda. What can I do to help you,” I asked? I was sure she could hear the smirk in my voice. “Perhaps I could offer you dinner tonight.”
“No dinner. I told you I was horny not hungry. Do you have any offers that don’t involve food?”
“Perhaps I could come to your place and we could start with my pre-cum and take it all the way to post cum,” I said.
“Take down my address. Let’s say seven,” she said. She proceeded to give me her address which I wrote down, shoving the paper with the address and phone number into my pants pocket. I didn’t have to check anything. My cock was already hard in anticipation.
How refreshing to meet a woman who knew what she wanted and was not afraid to ask for it.
I arrived at her place, a nice house in the suburbs, promptly at seven. I didn’t want to be a minute late for what promised to be a big fucking evening. I rang the bell and waited.
She opened the door with a big smile and welcome me in. I handed over the bottle of wine that I’d brought reminding her that she’d passed on food, but hadn’t said anything about wine.
She got glasses while I popped the cork and pored the wine. We took our glasses to the living room, got comfortable on the couch. We covered the basic unimportant conversation: job, hobbies, likes, dislikes, nice house, how long you lived here, etc.
During the conversation, her hand had found my crotch again and was teasing me through my pants. I’d rested my hand on her knee and slowly moved up her leg. Finding her pussy without any panties. Using the first joint of two fingers, I slid them up and down between her pussy lips. She reacted positively. She squirmed a bit and I know it was exciting her so I continued to taunt her pussy. My finger found her clit and I started massaging it in a small circular motion. She let out a little sound that let me know that I had her full attention.
As I gently stroked her pussy, she had gotten really wet. I guess she’d been missing a lot of sex after her husband. Her cunt seemed ready to make up for lost time.
“What do you say to moving this to the bedroom,” I asked.
“Not quite yet,” she said.
I was a little surprised. She knew why I was here and she was sitting in a puddle of pussy juices. What’s the deal?
Just then, I heard, “Mom, I’m leaving now.” Down the hall came a teenage girl with a backpack. I quickly pulled my hand from under her dress before the girl could see what I was doing.
“This is my teenage daughter, Lilly,” she said.
I offered Lilly my hand and said hello. She returned it with a smile. I couldn’t read the meaning behind the smile. It could have meant “nice to meet you — I have good manners” or it could have been “I know you’re her to fuck my mom.”
Lilly was a pretty blond, with a great slender body characteristic of teen girls. She had nice breast — not huge, but she was not flat chested. Her tiny hips were covered by a short denim skirt. She looked athletic with a flat tummy and strong, but still girlish, legs. In short, she was a dish, just like her mom.
She said her goodbye, said she’d be home late and kissed her mom goodnight. In a flash she was out the front door.
“So, I’m guessing that is why we’re not in the bedroom yet.
“Bingo. And, I wanted her to meet you. Sometimes after meeting someone she gives me our secret ‘dump him’ code.”
“Am I on the Dump Him list?”
“No, she liked you. You got two thumbs up.”
“Glad that I passed! So, where were we? Oh, yes, I was wondering if you had a bedroom in this house, because I’m ready to fuck.” I normally would not have said that, but Linda was proving to be an up-front lady.
She showed me to the bedroom and I took off my shoes and socks and tossed them in the corner. I drew her close and started to kiss her. She went right for the tongue. She was sexy as hell! She removed my shirt and dropped it to the floor. I fumbled with her top and when it was off, I released her breast from her bra.
I really like the feel of her tits on my bare chest. I focused my tongue on her tits and nipples. They responded quick; the nipples became hard. I had never seen nipples pop up that large and I couldn’t resist sucking them — first one then the other. She responded with low moaning.
Dropping to my knees, I removed her skirt. Now, her pussy was right in my face. My fingers went back to the exploration they’d started in the living room. She was still wet from earlier.
There she stood, naked. I looked up to see her holding her breasts and pinching the nipples. I was still on my knees. I moved her legs apart just enough to get at her pussy hole. I rub all around it and then inserted one, then two fingers. My tongue was playing with her clit. I could tell that this was all working for her.
In a moment, her body became stuff and I knew that she was going to have an orgasm. Her breathing picked up and then she held her breath. She was cumming.
I’d been so intent on making the most of her pussy, that I’d forgotten about my cock. I looked down and it was super hard and pointing straight ahead.
I stood up and picked Linda up and took her to the bed. Laying her down I lay beside her. She turned half a turn so that she faced me as I lay on my back. She started to rub my chest. Soon she was playing with my nipples. Like her nipples, mine became hard and she started to suck on them. I’d never had a woman suck on my nipples. I thought of that as something men did to women, but it was a real turn-on.
She rubbed my chest and proceeded down to my pubic hair which she stroked. She brushed pass my very stiff cock and reached down and fondled my balls. I was so turned on.
“That feels so good,” I said.
“How about this,” she asked.
She slid down in the bed and between my legs. With one hand she pushed my cock up out of the way and started to lick my ball sack. Again, something no other woman had ever done for me. It was good.
In no time, she had taken one of my balls into her mouth and was gently sucking it. After a minute or so, she allowed that ball to slip out of her mouth and she took the other one into her now empty mouth. After a couple of minutes, she tried to get my entire ball sack and both balls into her mouth. She worked at it but it was too much for her mouth. She let the remaining ball slip between her lips as it came out of her mouth.
To have easy access to my balls, she’d been holding the tip of my cock against my pubic hair. With the ball sack now laying between my legs, she released my cock head. My cock pointed to the ceiling. She started at the base and licked it the entire length wiggling her tongue when she reached the head. This she repeated two more times. On the third time, when she got to the head of my cock, she swallowed it.