Straight Female / 55
I know, you are going to click off this and I really can't blame you, a 75 plus year old straight female!
Let's get started then maybe you'll stick around.
This all started when I was 12 years old. All I knew about sex was fantasy story from other school kids my own age, maybe a year or 2 older. So, I began playing with myself at night in bed, thinking of my next door neighbor who was about 4 years older than me. I will never forget the first time I ever had an orgasm, it really almost scared the life out of me. I thought I was having a heart attack but after a few seconds it began to feel so good. So, that was the beginning. I'd masturbate every time I got the chance, in the bathroom, in the garage, in bed at night. It just felt so good having those orgasms.
My parents both worked the night shift in a local factory therefore they slept most of the day. I began to talk to my neighbor. We would sit in my dads car and more or less play man and wife. He would pretend to be driving and I'd be his wife sitting beside him. I finally got the courage/nerve to ask him to play with my pussy. As it happened, he, having more experience, taught me lots. He would massage my clit, the first time I ever heard it called a clit, and that really felt good. I could orgasm from that play alone. But, he would stick his finger in my pussy and find a particular spot that would drive me crazy. I have never before had so many orgasms all together. Normally when I would masturbate I would stop after one orgasm. He said the spot he would rub inside my pussy was called my GSpot. Again that was something I'd never heard of and still don't know where it originated. I have researched it but have never found anything that explains it.
We would get together often during the day while my parents were sleeping. He even taught me to play with his penis while he finger fucked me. His penis would get larger and harder as I played with it. It felt so good. His dad worked the day shift but his mom was at home. One afternoon his mom went shopping so he invited me into his upstairs bedroom where he, for my first, fucked me with that long hard dick of his. It scared me at first because it hurt but he was gentle, he got some Vick Salve to lubricate his dick and my pussy with and then he tried again. This time it didn't hurt as much. He kept pushing and the feeling of it against my clit and my pussy felt so good I had several orgasms while he did this. Then, WOW, something happened. His dick just entered my pussy all the way. At first it hurt to the point I almost cried but as he kept pushing in and out slowly I began to relax and enjoy it and would orgasm over and over. So, I lost my virginity shortly before my 13th birthday.
Now, He and his parents moved away and I never saw or heard of him afterward but thought of him every time I'd masturbate which was probably every day except for my period.
Now, after he graduated High School he entered the Air Force I learned. Later he married one of my school mates and they both moved away. Several years later I got married to a fellow I net and fell in love with. He thought I was a virgin on our wedding night and I never told him different as long as he lived.
So, one day I was reading a forward email where the sender failed to delete the name and addresses of the senders and I saw a name and address that just had to be the same man that took my virginity. I sent him an email asking if he was the same one I knew as a child and mentioned the town we lived in. He responded that he definitely was so we became involved again, not romantically as we both were married at this time. We started emailing each and I'd talk to my old friend, his wife, via telephone lots.
Well, as time went on my husband got cancer and died. But my friend and I kept corresponding by email, letters to his wife and telephone conversations.
Okay, I guess we kinda fell in love again. He lived over 2500 miles away. His wife was in an auto accident and was in a nursing home recuperating when his brother feel ill and was hospitalized here. He talked to a doctor her and was told if he wanted to see his brother he'd better come immediately. So he asked the nursing home staff and they encouraged his to go, they would take good care of his wife. So he got the first flight out. We met at the hospital and had lunch together. He brought up our childhood days but I denied having any knowledge of that. Truthfully I remembered it as well as if it happened just yesterday. I have always heard that you'll always love the man that takes your virginity. So, that night they put his brother on life support. This was Thursday. So on Friday he came to my home for a visit. We sat on the couch summarizing old times. When without warning his arms went around my neck and I just couldn't resist. My arms went around him also. We necked and kissed and be went farther and began playing with my big tits and that's all it took. He began undressing me and I helped. He had me completely nude and started massaging my clit like old times. I just relaxed and let him have his way. Soon he was down on his knees, fingering my GSpot and tonguing, kissing and sucking my clit. I could not control myself, I kept cuming and cuming one right after the other. He final sat back by me and removed all his clothing. I was playing with his already hard dick which as larger than I remember it before although it was big enough back then when I was only 12. We were French kissing like mad. I am definitely not bisexual and the though turns me off but her told me, which was true, that I never objected sucking my own pussy from his tongue and lips. Anyways, I, still playing with his dick looked into his eyes and asked, "What do you want me to do?? Do you want me to suck it??" and he responded, "Do you think you really have to ask??" So I bend down and take his dick into my mouth. It taste so good. I just had to give him the best blow job he has ever had. I run my tongue around the head, then up and down underneath, then as deep into my mouth as I could get it. He would lay there and squirm and groan and moan and I knew I was doing a good job. I stopped before he cumed and gave him a big French kiss and asked him, "How does your did taste??" and them smiled. And his reply was, "If I ever see a dick as pretty as mine I'll definitely suck it even if I have to rape the man." I assumed he was teasing, at least I hoped he was.
He then got on top of me, missionary fashion, and gave me a fucking like I have always dreamed of since my husbands death. I don't want to have to rate them but I will say they are two of the best.
His brother died on Monday afternoon after the life support was removed. The day after the funeral and on his return to the airport for his flight back home, he did stop by my home and we had our finale, a close repeat of the last time.
Now, He has made one more return trip for the funeral of a cousin and we again showed the world that old people can still fuck like kids. His favorite saying is, "I can still do what I did as a teenager. Only then I could do it all night but now it takes me all night to do it." But that is a joke. He can still get a hard on at the wink of an eye. Although we are back to 2500 miles between us we spend lots of time on SKYPE and when I bare my tits to him he sits and masturbates right there for me to watch. I don't have the nerve to masturbate on SKYPE although he begs me to. I'm afraid someone can see but he insist no one but he and me can she when we talk. (Does any one know for sure??)
But, after we hang up and I go to bed, I always take my Jack Rabbit that he sent me, and use it thinking of him. Now tell me that old people can't still have fun!
Let's get started then maybe you'll stick around.
This all started when I was 12 years old. All I knew about sex was fantasy story from other school kids my own age, maybe a year or 2 older. So, I began playing with myself at night in bed, thinking of my next door neighbor who was about 4 years older than me. I will never forget the first time I ever had an orgasm, it really almost scared the life out of me. I thought I was having a heart attack but after a few seconds it began to feel so good. So, that was the beginning. I'd masturbate every time I got the chance, in the bathroom, in the garage, in bed at night. It just felt so good having those orgasms.
My parents both worked the night shift in a local factory therefore they slept most of the day. I began to talk to my neighbor. We would sit in my dads car and more or less play man and wife. He would pretend to be driving and I'd be his wife sitting beside him. I finally got the courage/nerve to ask him to play with my pussy. As it happened, he, having more experience, taught me lots. He would massage my clit, the first time I ever heard it called a clit, and that really felt good. I could orgasm from that play alone. But, he would stick his finger in my pussy and find a particular spot that would drive me crazy. I have never before had so many orgasms all together. Normally when I would masturbate I would stop after one orgasm. He said the spot he would rub inside my pussy was called my GSpot. Again that was something I'd never heard of and still don't know where it originated. I have researched it but have never found anything that explains it.
We would get together often during the day while my parents were sleeping. He even taught me to play with his penis while he finger fucked me. His penis would get larger and harder as I played with it. It felt so good. His dad worked the day shift but his mom was at home. One afternoon his mom went shopping so he invited me into his upstairs bedroom where he, for my first, fucked me with that long hard dick of his. It scared me at first because it hurt but he was gentle, he got some Vick Salve to lubricate his dick and my pussy with and then he tried again. This time it didn't hurt as much. He kept pushing and the feeling of it against my clit and my pussy felt so good I had several orgasms while he did this. Then, WOW, something happened. His dick just entered my pussy all the way. At first it hurt to the point I almost cried but as he kept pushing in and out slowly I began to relax and enjoy it and would orgasm over and over. So, I lost my virginity shortly before my 13th birthday.
Now, He and his parents moved away and I never saw or heard of him afterward but thought of him every time I'd masturbate which was probably every day except for my period.
Now, after he graduated High School he entered the Air Force I learned. Later he married one of my school mates and they both moved away. Several years later I got married to a fellow I net and fell in love with. He thought I was a virgin on our wedding night and I never told him different as long as he lived.
So, one day I was reading a forward email where the sender failed to delete the name and addresses of the senders and I saw a name and address that just had to be the same man that took my virginity. I sent him an email asking if he was the same one I knew as a child and mentioned the town we lived in. He responded that he definitely was so we became involved again, not romantically as we both were married at this time. We started emailing each and I'd talk to my old friend, his wife, via telephone lots.
Well, as time went on my husband got cancer and died. But my friend and I kept corresponding by email, letters to his wife and telephone conversations.
Okay, I guess we kinda fell in love again. He lived over 2500 miles away. His wife was in an auto accident and was in a nursing home recuperating when his brother feel ill and was hospitalized here. He talked to a doctor her and was told if he wanted to see his brother he'd better come immediately. So he asked the nursing home staff and they encouraged his to go, they would take good care of his wife. So he got the first flight out. We met at the hospital and had lunch together. He brought up our childhood days but I denied having any knowledge of that. Truthfully I remembered it as well as if it happened just yesterday. I have always heard that you'll always love the man that takes your virginity. So, that night they put his brother on life support. This was Thursday. So on Friday he came to my home for a visit. We sat on the couch summarizing old times. When without warning his arms went around my neck and I just couldn't resist. My arms went around him also. We necked and kissed and be went farther and began playing with my big tits and that's all it took. He began undressing me and I helped. He had me completely nude and started massaging my clit like old times. I just relaxed and let him have his way. Soon he was down on his knees, fingering my GSpot and tonguing, kissing and sucking my clit. I could not control myself, I kept cuming and cuming one right after the other. He final sat back by me and removed all his clothing. I was playing with his already hard dick which as larger than I remember it before although it was big enough back then when I was only 12. We were French kissing like mad. I am definitely not bisexual and the though turns me off but her told me, which was true, that I never objected sucking my own pussy from his tongue and lips. Anyways, I, still playing with his dick looked into his eyes and asked, "What do you want me to do?? Do you want me to suck it??" and he responded, "Do you think you really have to ask??" So I bend down and take his dick into my mouth. It taste so good. I just had to give him the best blow job he has ever had. I run my tongue around the head, then up and down underneath, then as deep into my mouth as I could get it. He would lay there and squirm and groan and moan and I knew I was doing a good job. I stopped before he cumed and gave him a big French kiss and asked him, "How does your did taste??" and them smiled. And his reply was, "If I ever see a dick as pretty as mine I'll definitely suck it even if I have to rape the man." I assumed he was teasing, at least I hoped he was.
He then got on top of me, missionary fashion, and gave me a fucking like I have always dreamed of since my husbands death. I don't want to have to rate them but I will say they are two of the best.
His brother died on Monday afternoon after the life support was removed. The day after the funeral and on his return to the airport for his flight back home, he did stop by my home and we had our finale, a close repeat of the last time.
Now, He has made one more return trip for the funeral of a cousin and we again showed the world that old people can still fuck like kids. His favorite saying is, "I can still do what I did as a teenager. Only then I could do it all night but now it takes me all night to do it." But that is a joke. He can still get a hard on at the wink of an eye. Although we are back to 2500 miles between us we spend lots of time on SKYPE and when I bare my tits to him he sits and masturbates right there for me to watch. I don't have the nerve to masturbate on SKYPE although he begs me to. I'm afraid someone can see but he insist no one but he and me can she when we talk. (Does any one know for sure??)
But, after we hang up and I go to bed, I always take my Jack Rabbit that he sent me, and use it thinking of him. Now tell me that old people can't still have fun!
