Afternoon Delight With "T"
Late spring had arrived, and with it harvest time. That meant myself and my truck were getting busy, even Saturdays. I worked as quickly as I could this end of the week day so as to make "coffee time" with "T." I passed her farm on the way to our place and gave the horn a toot as I drove by. I parked the truck and scurried inside to get cleaned up. Sure enough, after about an hour Dad's phone rang, I answered...it was "T." "Are you coming over to see me, I'm all nice and clean for you," she whispered.
"So am I now," I answered.
A quick exchange with Dad and off I went with him asking, "hot date?"
If he only knew, I chuckled to myself as I drove out the driveway for the short trip to "T's" place.
I parked in the shade of her big trees and walked in the house. I was instructed to wait for her in the den. She was still in the bathroom down the hall. She let me know by saying...."I'm kind of horny today...for your lips on mine, for our tongues to wrap up a bit, I need my tits fondled, my nipples sucked on and maybe a little licking down there before I do what I asked for a couple weeks ago."
She had mentioned it had been quite a while since she had tasted my load last time we related. We shall see what was to go on. She stepped out into the hallway and walked into the den...Wow, how she had changed over the last several months we had been enjoying each other. I usually never knew how she would be dressed, or if all as our relationship progressed. This afternoon she was sporting a cut-off pair of light weight pants that showed off ALL of her legs and my favorite shaking thighs. She also had on an abbreviated sleeveless blouse. Those soft upper arms exposed along with a touch of midriff. How things had changed between the two of us. I would sit and wonder how her legs looked and felt above the knees. Now so much later, I can feel their softness and observe the wonderful aged texture almost at will. She came and stood beside me and smiled. My right hand almost automatically reached behind her left knee and moved up her exposed chunky thigh; she no longer was self-conscious of those spider veins after I told her they just added to the mystique, there presence added a thrill of seeing what most ladies kept hidden. My open hand ventured up her somewhat rippled thigh and my fingers encountered , of course, the fleshy bottom of her...yes bottom...unrestricted this day by panties, it was an invitation to venture higher, which I certainly did.
"You like my behind, don't you? I'm so glad it's still attractive after all these years, I feel so special when you continue to explore me," she stated.
I answered, "Well, I wondered for a long time how you looked and would feel if I was ever given the chance...now I know and don't want to stop...you did something special by "surrendering," and I want you to know I'm enthralled to be so privileged to share seeing, feeling and having sex between the two of us."
Before she could say anything, my hand moved inside the loose-fitting old cut-offs and as my hand moved around the top of her leg, of course my fingers encountered her nice growth of black pubic hair, standing up nice and curly. Not smashed by tight fitting panties. She turned slightly to face me, her left hand on the back of my neck, she spoke, "You really seem to like my little hair spot too, don't you? Please tell me what you thought was there way back when you first came over help me out, I know you watched me outside and inside in what became or "coffee time" breaks."
"Oh gosh, when I learned along with my buddies when we saw magazines with nudes, I sure wondered what you possessed down there, I guessed it would be black...like the hair on your head was until bit became that beautiful silver, I also wondered if it was really bushy like, well you know....my Mom's was I said quietly...I saw a glimpse a couple times."
She laughed, "Yes my twin had quite the growth down there, she told me you Dad really enjoyed it and wouldn't let her trim it. I'm glad mine was less prolific...a nice triangle, don't you think so?"
I certainly agreed with here, even taking the risk of adding, "That emerging mound makes it look even more enticing , you know."
"Good, I've been concerned that makes me "old-lady-ish," but I guess not to you, " she sounded relieved.
My hand moved up in the loose-fitting pants and I released the button at the waist, removed my hand and let them slip to her ankles, she quickly stepped out, now she was exposed from the waist down, so I began to unbutton the scant sleeveless blouse, now revealing her wonderful sagging B-cup breasts, always a turn-on for me and her also when I fondled them and tweaked her nipples with my fingers or my mouth. I let my mind review how fortunate I was to get to see one of my favorite all-time women in a state of undress after wondering about her for years, then a few months past my dream came true, and in a way hers also as she was a widow that was reluctant to date or get involved with a man her own age, due to the farm. Over the course of those months, I even questioned myself as to whether I would tire of the situation...apparently not , as not only did I return quite regularly, she was also the subject of my masturbatory sessions when we were apart. I either recalled some past encounter, or fanaticized about a new scenario.
She halted my thoughts by suggesting I stand up so she could remove MY clothes , then head for her bedroom. She pulled off my T-shirt and rubbed my chest and pinched my nipples for a change for a short while, then she unbuttoned my shorts and unzipped them. The shorts fell to the floor past my hardened dick which quickly attracted her hand to lightly stroke, then she quickly leaned down and took it into her mouth for a few strokes.
"Be careful," I told her, "It may go off before we make it to bed!"
"Oh, I wouldn't want that, now, would we?" she said;
We both stood up straight and she led the way down the hall to her room, me following with my hands on her shoulders and the end of my erection tapping the small of her back as she giggled. She sat quickly on her bed placed her left hand on my hip, her mouth again on my dick and her right-hand fingers began to fondle my balls...I thought to myself how long a way the two of us had advanced since the times she stood by the range while the coffee warmed and I sat at the kitchen table admiring and ...wondering. Yes, intimacy between us finally happened, and I was yet to tire of it, and hoped she did not either.
After a short time, she released her lips from my hard-on and looked up with wide open eyes, "Are you ready to lay with on the bed?" She asked.
"Of course," I answered, glad for the fact I hadn't sprung forth my load yet.
I had over the months really enjoyed lying beside her , both of us expecting satisfaction, her being "wanted" and me wanting to! We started our ritual of kissing then tongue wrestling a bit , me playing with her breasts, then moving my mouth to her nipples, then back up to her mouth, while my hands explored her pale, soft torso, her belly and navel an on down to her mound with that pleasing triangle of curly hair guarding the entry to her vagina. The feeling and discovery never seemed to get old; my open hands caressed the inside of those soft, forgiving thighs causing her to moan some audibly , then her legs spread with her hand reaching down to guide my finger into her awaiting pussy...she was already moist, I could feel and hear it. Then came her command, "Stick that big thing in for just a bit, you already know how I want to finish today!"
My body got up on it knees and I proceeded forth to let my dick bury itself, though only for a moment, I watched with rapt attention as I disappeared into her private zone, recalling again and again how it was once only a dream, now somewhat common reality. After a few quick strokes, the request to pull out came and I was told to recline on my back, she scrambled up on all fours and wrapped her mouth around my hard pecker ...she was a an almost right angle to me so my right arm and hand found their way between her legs and I began to finger her...another part of our time together I enjoyed a lot, but this time with her wonderful butt cheeks up in the air. The palm of my had was cradling her mound and pussy hair while my finger made its way in and out of her.
What a view I had, of her running her mouth up and down my swollen rod, just like she wished, and the added treat of her behind in the air reflected in the mirror on one of the sliding closet doors. This was sure something new for us! That view in the mirror of my finger having its way in her puddy was beyond comprehension almost....Yes, I had day dreams of this, but now to be part of it in real life was something....she used to be so sullen in the early time of her widowhood, understandable, but now there was a smile even in her eyes. I was so glad to part of the transformation, of course I benefited also from having long-time dreams become reality if over coffee OR physically connecting in intimacy, Her body features were a sight when revealed and feeling, even better!
Watching her mouth go to work on my erection, up and down its length, one hand steading it base while she worked over my know, seeing its outline on the side of her cheeks as I neared orgasm...I didn't want it to end, and perhaps she also, but there it went, I could no longer hold back, I announced I was near cumming....."Oh, let it flow, I'm so ready!" She almost screamed.
And flow it did! The first spurts she contained and swallowed with some ease, then some spilled past her lips and along the length of my dick, but she cleared her throat and her tongue lapped up the rest while she smiled at me. My final weak ejaculations were taken care and she rose to her knees, I extracted my finger from between those wonderful legs and sampled HER juices with my tongue and mouth. Oh, My! Her face drew close to mine, my right hand grabbed as much of her butt cheek as it could hold, We began to kiss, I could sense the warm scent of my jizz on her breath! We had sure come a long way in a few months after that somewhat tentative discussion we had in her car that day when she suggested perhaps an intimate relationship be explored. As we relaxed, my mind wandered way to my youth, when I just had to imagine what was covered up by her modest dress or whatever she wore back then to just a few minutes ago when we were both naked and involved, my forearm being rubbed by her belly, my right palm full of her mound and bush while my long finger penetrated her pussy while she busied herself with a mouthful of my hard penis.
After a short interlude of me going down memory lane, her eyes opened and she smiled and stated, "Thanks, I needed that....sometime I just have to taste that stuff."
"I would guess then it reminds you of something from long ago?" I asked.
"Well, yes it sure does from long ago, your late Unc liked it too once in a while, but I also know if I did blow him, or you, it seemed you guys like it, but also missed out on regular sex, for sure, that will happen next time we are together, I surely know you love to stick it in me, and I kind of enjoy it too," she offered.
"Yes, I so enjoy what we have now between us, and I just love to see my dick disappear into you when I go between those marvelous legs that I long wanted to see, let alone lie between.....," I told her.
The two of us arose, cleaned up, got dressed and she said it was coffee time. I went to the kitchen to heat it up while she finished dressing, I got 2 cups out the cream & sugar and sat to wait for her at the table like so many Saturdays previous. She walked in, we both laughed at her attire... a dress from long ago, below her knees like many years ago. She poured the coffee and added, "Well, maybe next time you can get me out of this old dress, huh? Maybe with stocking, garter belt, panties and slip, fully clothed for a change."
I answered, "No problem, especially now that I for sure what is underneath!"
Thus ended another Saturday afternoon of fun and the promise of another on the horizon.
"So am I now," I answered.
A quick exchange with Dad and off I went with him asking, "hot date?"
If he only knew, I chuckled to myself as I drove out the driveway for the short trip to "T's" place.
I parked in the shade of her big trees and walked in the house. I was instructed to wait for her in the den. She was still in the bathroom down the hall. She let me know by saying...."I'm kind of horny today...for your lips on mine, for our tongues to wrap up a bit, I need my tits fondled, my nipples sucked on and maybe a little licking down there before I do what I asked for a couple weeks ago."
She had mentioned it had been quite a while since she had tasted my load last time we related. We shall see what was to go on. She stepped out into the hallway and walked into the den...Wow, how she had changed over the last several months we had been enjoying each other. I usually never knew how she would be dressed, or if all as our relationship progressed. This afternoon she was sporting a cut-off pair of light weight pants that showed off ALL of her legs and my favorite shaking thighs. She also had on an abbreviated sleeveless blouse. Those soft upper arms exposed along with a touch of midriff. How things had changed between the two of us. I would sit and wonder how her legs looked and felt above the knees. Now so much later, I can feel their softness and observe the wonderful aged texture almost at will. She came and stood beside me and smiled. My right hand almost automatically reached behind her left knee and moved up her exposed chunky thigh; she no longer was self-conscious of those spider veins after I told her they just added to the mystique, there presence added a thrill of seeing what most ladies kept hidden. My open hand ventured up her somewhat rippled thigh and my fingers encountered , of course, the fleshy bottom of her...yes bottom...unrestricted this day by panties, it was an invitation to venture higher, which I certainly did.
"You like my behind, don't you? I'm so glad it's still attractive after all these years, I feel so special when you continue to explore me," she stated.
I answered, "Well, I wondered for a long time how you looked and would feel if I was ever given the chance...now I know and don't want to stop...you did something special by "surrendering," and I want you to know I'm enthralled to be so privileged to share seeing, feeling and having sex between the two of us."
Before she could say anything, my hand moved inside the loose-fitting old cut-offs and as my hand moved around the top of her leg, of course my fingers encountered her nice growth of black pubic hair, standing up nice and curly. Not smashed by tight fitting panties. She turned slightly to face me, her left hand on the back of my neck, she spoke, "You really seem to like my little hair spot too, don't you? Please tell me what you thought was there way back when you first came over help me out, I know you watched me outside and inside in what became or "coffee time" breaks."
"Oh gosh, when I learned along with my buddies when we saw magazines with nudes, I sure wondered what you possessed down there, I guessed it would be black...like the hair on your head was until bit became that beautiful silver, I also wondered if it was really bushy like, well you know....my Mom's was I said quietly...I saw a glimpse a couple times."
She laughed, "Yes my twin had quite the growth down there, she told me you Dad really enjoyed it and wouldn't let her trim it. I'm glad mine was less prolific...a nice triangle, don't you think so?"
I certainly agreed with here, even taking the risk of adding, "That emerging mound makes it look even more enticing , you know."
"Good, I've been concerned that makes me "old-lady-ish," but I guess not to you, " she sounded relieved.
My hand moved up in the loose-fitting pants and I released the button at the waist, removed my hand and let them slip to her ankles, she quickly stepped out, now she was exposed from the waist down, so I began to unbutton the scant sleeveless blouse, now revealing her wonderful sagging B-cup breasts, always a turn-on for me and her also when I fondled them and tweaked her nipples with my fingers or my mouth. I let my mind review how fortunate I was to get to see one of my favorite all-time women in a state of undress after wondering about her for years, then a few months past my dream came true, and in a way hers also as she was a widow that was reluctant to date or get involved with a man her own age, due to the farm. Over the course of those months, I even questioned myself as to whether I would tire of the situation...apparently not , as not only did I return quite regularly, she was also the subject of my masturbatory sessions when we were apart. I either recalled some past encounter, or fanaticized about a new scenario.
She halted my thoughts by suggesting I stand up so she could remove MY clothes , then head for her bedroom. She pulled off my T-shirt and rubbed my chest and pinched my nipples for a change for a short while, then she unbuttoned my shorts and unzipped them. The shorts fell to the floor past my hardened dick which quickly attracted her hand to lightly stroke, then she quickly leaned down and took it into her mouth for a few strokes.
"Be careful," I told her, "It may go off before we make it to bed!"
"Oh, I wouldn't want that, now, would we?" she said;
We both stood up straight and she led the way down the hall to her room, me following with my hands on her shoulders and the end of my erection tapping the small of her back as she giggled. She sat quickly on her bed placed her left hand on my hip, her mouth again on my dick and her right-hand fingers began to fondle my balls...I thought to myself how long a way the two of us had advanced since the times she stood by the range while the coffee warmed and I sat at the kitchen table admiring and ...wondering. Yes, intimacy between us finally happened, and I was yet to tire of it, and hoped she did not either.
After a short time, she released her lips from my hard-on and looked up with wide open eyes, "Are you ready to lay with on the bed?" She asked.
"Of course," I answered, glad for the fact I hadn't sprung forth my load yet.
I had over the months really enjoyed lying beside her , both of us expecting satisfaction, her being "wanted" and me wanting to! We started our ritual of kissing then tongue wrestling a bit , me playing with her breasts, then moving my mouth to her nipples, then back up to her mouth, while my hands explored her pale, soft torso, her belly and navel an on down to her mound with that pleasing triangle of curly hair guarding the entry to her vagina. The feeling and discovery never seemed to get old; my open hands caressed the inside of those soft, forgiving thighs causing her to moan some audibly , then her legs spread with her hand reaching down to guide my finger into her awaiting pussy...she was already moist, I could feel and hear it. Then came her command, "Stick that big thing in for just a bit, you already know how I want to finish today!"
My body got up on it knees and I proceeded forth to let my dick bury itself, though only for a moment, I watched with rapt attention as I disappeared into her private zone, recalling again and again how it was once only a dream, now somewhat common reality. After a few quick strokes, the request to pull out came and I was told to recline on my back, she scrambled up on all fours and wrapped her mouth around my hard pecker ...she was a an almost right angle to me so my right arm and hand found their way between her legs and I began to finger her...another part of our time together I enjoyed a lot, but this time with her wonderful butt cheeks up in the air. The palm of my had was cradling her mound and pussy hair while my finger made its way in and out of her.
What a view I had, of her running her mouth up and down my swollen rod, just like she wished, and the added treat of her behind in the air reflected in the mirror on one of the sliding closet doors. This was sure something new for us! That view in the mirror of my finger having its way in her puddy was beyond comprehension almost....Yes, I had day dreams of this, but now to be part of it in real life was something....she used to be so sullen in the early time of her widowhood, understandable, but now there was a smile even in her eyes. I was so glad to part of the transformation, of course I benefited also from having long-time dreams become reality if over coffee OR physically connecting in intimacy, Her body features were a sight when revealed and feeling, even better!
Watching her mouth go to work on my erection, up and down its length, one hand steading it base while she worked over my know, seeing its outline on the side of her cheeks as I neared orgasm...I didn't want it to end, and perhaps she also, but there it went, I could no longer hold back, I announced I was near cumming....."Oh, let it flow, I'm so ready!" She almost screamed.
And flow it did! The first spurts she contained and swallowed with some ease, then some spilled past her lips and along the length of my dick, but she cleared her throat and her tongue lapped up the rest while she smiled at me. My final weak ejaculations were taken care and she rose to her knees, I extracted my finger from between those wonderful legs and sampled HER juices with my tongue and mouth. Oh, My! Her face drew close to mine, my right hand grabbed as much of her butt cheek as it could hold, We began to kiss, I could sense the warm scent of my jizz on her breath! We had sure come a long way in a few months after that somewhat tentative discussion we had in her car that day when she suggested perhaps an intimate relationship be explored. As we relaxed, my mind wandered way to my youth, when I just had to imagine what was covered up by her modest dress or whatever she wore back then to just a few minutes ago when we were both naked and involved, my forearm being rubbed by her belly, my right palm full of her mound and bush while my long finger penetrated her pussy while she busied herself with a mouthful of my hard penis.
After a short interlude of me going down memory lane, her eyes opened and she smiled and stated, "Thanks, I needed that....sometime I just have to taste that stuff."
"I would guess then it reminds you of something from long ago?" I asked.
"Well, yes it sure does from long ago, your late Unc liked it too once in a while, but I also know if I did blow him, or you, it seemed you guys like it, but also missed out on regular sex, for sure, that will happen next time we are together, I surely know you love to stick it in me, and I kind of enjoy it too," she offered.
"Yes, I so enjoy what we have now between us, and I just love to see my dick disappear into you when I go between those marvelous legs that I long wanted to see, let alone lie between.....," I told her.
The two of us arose, cleaned up, got dressed and she said it was coffee time. I went to the kitchen to heat it up while she finished dressing, I got 2 cups out the cream & sugar and sat to wait for her at the table like so many Saturdays previous. She walked in, we both laughed at her attire... a dress from long ago, below her knees like many years ago. She poured the coffee and added, "Well, maybe next time you can get me out of this old dress, huh? Maybe with stocking, garter belt, panties and slip, fully clothed for a change."
I answered, "No problem, especially now that I for sure what is underneath!"
Thus ended another Saturday afternoon of fun and the promise of another on the horizon.
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