I Love A Seasoned Older Man To Get The Job Done For Me!

Recently I had an experience with an older man I did not anticipate.

 

I’d gone home to visit my parents for a week. One of the nights I was there they went out to dinner. I didn’t feel like going, so I just stayed home. They’d had tickets for a show after the dinner and were going to be out for several hours. There was a knock on the door and I answered it. I hadn’t seen the man in several years who stood on the other side. It was an old business partner of my father. I knew they’d be disappointed they’d missed him. He hadn’t seen me since I was in my early teens. He barely recognized me all grown up now. I invited him in and told him they were out for the evening.

I poured him and myself a drink and we caught up on old times. He was a very distinguished older man and still quite attractive. A few years younger than my father. He was widowed now and told me how beautiful I’d grown the last few years. We chatted and got along very well and had a few more drinks. He asked me if I minded if he kissed me and I said not at all. He leaned over and caressed my face and kissed me tenderly. I couldn’t believe how attracted I suddenly was to this older man I’d known practically my entire life. Granted I hadn’t seen him in many years, but did find myself attracted to him.

The kiss quickly became impassioned and we were touching one another.

I suggested perhaps we go to my bedroom and he quickly agreed. He looked around my bedroom and smiled. Then turned towards me and slowly began to undress me. I undid his belt and unzipped his pants as he unbuttoned his shirt. We were soon falling back onto my bed. He kissed me all over, taking his time. Many men my own age seem impatient to get to the main event and care only for their own pleasure. He took his time and seemed concerned about me and my enjoyment. I was thoroughly enjoying my experience with this older man.

I was soon in my bra and panties on the bed. He kissed up and down the insides of my thighs and slowly peeled my panties off of me. He kissed and licked my pussy, teasing me. I spread my legs wide, giving him access to my most intimate areas. He didn’t disappoint. His tongue caressed up and down my pussy, from my clit to my ass and back again. I was gripping the headboard behind me, as he brought me to my first orgasm. He then mounted me and I wrapped my legs around him to pull him in extra close. His cock was a good size and was certainly able to please me. He wasn’t as hard as a younger man, no, but certainly hard enough.

I’d only been with an older man once years before, and it was also a good experience.

They didn’t seem as hurried as younger men, and more apt to care about my satisfaction. He kissed me and my nipples as we fucked. He still had a full head of hair, and I ran my fingers through it as we made love. I positioned myself so that every time he thrust into me he just grazed my clit, giving me pleasure. I knew I was going to cum soon. So, I ran my hands over his shoulders and back and bucked my hips to meet his thrusts. I came and he kept fucking me. I exploded against his cock and once I’d finished, then, and only then, did he let go inside of me.  Then, I could feel multiple spurts in my cunt as he let his cum go.

He kissed me again and rolled off of me. I held him and he held me and he told me he’d always thought I was cute. I even suggested next time we add a third party. Then, I laughed and he told me he’d treasure this evening always. We got up and got dressed and I again told him how sorry my father would be he’d missed him. He couldn’t wait any longer though, so he drove off. Around an hour later my parents returned and I told them of their visitor. They felt badly they’d missed him. I told him I had him in for a drink and a chat, but that was all I said. My evening with the older man would remain my little secret.

 

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