More orgasms
 

Thanks to thefergieferg1, I now feel brave enough to spill the beans on one of my experiences which I alluded to in my first post in this thread. I say that because on it's own, it sounds SO far out, it's unreal and if I hadn't been there, you could NOT have convinced me!

I only met the lady once - though we'd exchanged many messages on the now defunct Informed Consent website - so when we did meet, there was no pretence. She was a mature submissive, I was very Dom and we were there to have sex.

She was dropped off at a bar/restaurant near to her home by a female friend. I met her outside and straight away, could feel the right vibe between us. She was plenty attractive and the context was aided by the fact that I was close on a foot taller than her and in general, a good bit bigger.

We went inside and had a few drinks. I was civilised and polite but left her in no doubt about the 'polarity' of the relationship and the context of the conversation was very sexual.

Part way through the evening - much as described by thefergieferg1 - I noticed a surprising change in her demeanour. She couldn't look at me but instead looked down at the table. She was visibly shaking and I also detected a rhythmic tension which appeared to occur in waves as she sat opposite me. She'd rise slightly in her seat, then relax a little before repeating the action.

I asked if she was ok and she just mumbled, keeping her eyes on the table in front of her.

It went on for a few minutes and then I clicked; "You're coming, aren't you?" at which she shuddered, threw her head back, let out a huge breath and looked straight at me.

"Yes! What have you fucking done to me?"

Didn't realise I'd done anything. I thought from that, she must just be an exceptionally sexual woman although when she looked up, I did wonder for a moment if I was in for the full Meg Ryan act!

She became very embarrassed and I decided that was time to leave so I took her back to hers and spent the rest of the night having some extremely enjoyable sex, not entirely unaided by the fact that when I stripped her, I saw that she'd quite clearly been caned quite hard and very recently!

Sexy sl*t!

First time
 

Not my first fuck - but my first orgasm NOT caused by my own hand!

I'd be 14, maybe just 15 and Pam was 19. She was a woman! And she wore stockings!

She was a curvy girl with lovely thighs and delicious, full, heavy breasts. She also had particularly lovely, very dark and perfectly inverted nipples which I loved no end because I had great fun sucking them the right way out (which she loved too).

So, we were at our house one night, in the other room with the old folks watching the box in the living room. We were playing music, snogging each other to death and I was alternately loving her tits and her stocking tops.

Not sure how we came to be there but I was lying on the floor with Pam sitting across me, her lovely tits in my face and she was grinding herself against me with a delightful rhythm and pressure.

Next thing, I'm coming - in buckets - and making a right mess inside my jeans! That was it - my very first, female-induced orgasm!

And the sad thing? I never did fuck her!

We bought a house and are in the process of moving in. My wife wants to have a lot of the needed work done, painting, plumbing, electrical before we complete the move. Friday she had 2 woman, 30ish, not models, but attractive, repainting several rooms, an AC guy was replacing the blower motor, I was cleaning the pool. It was pretty warm inside, we had several fans flowing, when the 2 painters finished they came outside to see the pool.

I was finished, just sitting there admiring my work, my wife told the painters, "it was hot inside, to bad you don't have swim suits".

The tall prettier one said, "we've been eyeing the pool from inside, we're not modest if you don't mind if we jump in."

My wife said "I'm sure my husband won't mind, help yourself, I'll get you some towels".

Both of them stripped down in front of me and jumped in, nice bodies, they weren't landscapers if you know what I mean. Now that shocked me.

MILF surprise
 

Going back a long time (to when I was 19) I had a very nice affair with a woman who was responsible for some of the nicest surprises of my life both at the time and to this day.

The first of those was the fact that we actually got together in the first place!

M..... was sister-in-law to my ex-girlfriend and although I never knew exactly, I'm pretty confident that she was 39 to my 19. She was of Irish descent, had flaming red hair, vivid, green eyes and a personality to match! She was a lovely, vibrant lady and though she never did anything obvious, something about her always radiated SEXY! We hadn't coined the term then but today, she'd be pure MILF!

So, I'd known her a couple of years while I'd been going out with C... (which was now over) and that night, I'd been out with the boys and as was usual in those days, we'd made the last minute dash 'over the border' because the licensing laws then meant that we had half an hour longer to drink in our home county than the neighbouring one where we spent so much of our time chasing skirt!

I was pleasantly surprised upon entering the pub to find M (who I hadn't seen for a few weeks) but less pleasantly surprised to see that she was out with one of C...'s sisters. Nonetheless, as soon as she saw me she flew across the room, wrapped herself around me and pulled me onto the dance floor.

No objections from me and her close undulations soon had me as hard as rock!

Now comes the real surprise! She'd obviously had a few but was also quite clear about her intentions as she explained quietly to me;

"I've always fancied you! I'd never let anything happen while you were going out with C... but now you're not! You're taking us home and you're dropping HER off first!"

Ok! What else could I say! I'd always fancied her too but never imagined in a million years she'd be in any way interested in the 19-year-old that was going out with her husband's sister!

I did as I was 'told' - drove them home, dropped J... off first, then followed some hurried instructions from M... to find somewhere quiet where she totally snogged my face off and made arrangements to meet again before I dropped her at home.

I had no idea at the time but there was SO much more joy (and a few scares!) to come...........!!!

MILF M
 

The affair I had with M.... was definitely one of the nicest things that's ever happened in my life. I say that because it never went wrong - it just ran its course! There was no nastiness, no falling out, no acrimony of any kind - mostly because it never pretended to be anything other than it was - a sexy, middle-aged woman having a lot of fun with an attentive, younger guy - seemples!

She WAS incredibly sexy! I'd always thought it and I was proved right on many occasions. Sadly, she was also desperately frustrated and repressed by her caveman husband. Ironically, he was banging another woman yet seemed to neither know nor care what a little bundle of sexual dynamite he had at home.

Unlucky!

This was demonstrated in many ways and on several occasions but the first one that really told me what things where was on a Saturday afternoon trip into Nottingham.

She got into the car and immediately pulled another dress out of her bag and started to change in the passenger seat.

"He won't let me wear this!"

Jeez! It was only a little t-shirt dress. Ok, a bit short and a bit tight but she had everything it needed and I was more than proud to be walking around town with a woman who could so easily carry it off. She stopped traffic!

In those days, we still had an abundance of independent, privately-owned sex shops (before Sullivan and Co, fucked it all up for everyone else!) so our mission that day was to visit as many as possible. We did the lot - and by the time we got back to the car, were ready to eat each other!

I'd parked in the Victoria Centre underground car park which - for those less local - is your typical, underground concrete car park. At the time, I was driving a Cortina Estate (more of that later too!) the last of the Mk 3's and they didn't have wind-back recliners - just a pull-lever.

As we shut the doors - and without a word - M.... leaned across and pulled the lever on my seat, causing the back to drop completely flat and me with it. She then immediately climbed on top and - as was her way - totally snogged my face inside out.

I was up like a flagpole as quick and you could blink which was just as well because what I hadn't noticed was that as she'd changed earlier, she'd also ditched her knickers and as soon as she'd undone my jeans, she impaled herself on me in a single stroke and rode me like a National winner!

She wasn't a big girl in any direction but I did at one point fear for the roof as she bounced her way to our mutual orgasms!!

What tickles me to this day as that when we'd recovered and eventually sat up, every car around us was different to when we got back to ours - and I never saw one move!

So, adjusting ourselves into a position to drive, the little minx did no more next than lie across the car and suck my cock all the way home.

Told you she was sexy!

Close call!
 

Although it was never anything but fun and enjoyment between M.... and I, things sometimes went awry due to external circumstances so I'll relate one such instance which I still find amusing although it could have turned out very differently!

Do bear in mind that all this took place around 1981 so there were no mobile phones - you couldn't discreetly call or message anyone - you just had to 'go for it' and sometimes just take a chance!

I can't remember what led up to this but given the context that I do remember, we must have arranged it. To properly appreciate what happens, you need to understand that her house stood on a slight hill and the land fell away behind too. As a result, they had a triple-bay garage under the house, accessed form the rear and the drive was a slope past the side of the house.

I arrived (presumably as agreed) and was met at the door by M.... in a white towelling robe and what looked like black stockings. Looks weren't deceiving because as she locked the glazed back (side) door, she dropped the robe to the floor revealing a black lace basque and yes, stockings.

My 19-year-old cock did the decent thing and responded instantly to the call! Without much preamble, we were locked together, kissing passionately and stumbling towards the living room area (their ground floor was pretty much open-plan.

They had the stereotypical double-length sheepskin rug and - after short interlude for some of her fabulous cock-sucking - M.... was on her back on it and I was in her as deep as humanly possible!

I've no idea how long this went on for because a subsequent event dominates my memory and stands above almost everything else of that day - the image of her husband's blue Ford, unexpectedly driving past the back door in the direction of the garage - as I'm still balls-deep in his passionate, sexy wife!

I just happened to be facing that way at the time and...............Holy shit!!!

I got out of her and into my jeans in record time, bundled the rest of my clothes in my arms as M.... slipped her robe back on and I left via the front door, pretty much as he came in the back (NO puns intended!).

I often wondered what he thought, walking in to find his sexy, little wife in a basque and stockings in the middle of the afternoon. Anyone with half a brain (and the proper urges) would also have found out within a few seconds that her pussy was as wet as Niagara too - but somehow I doubt he did.

Oh well, as I said - it could have turned out VERY differently!!

Lots of year ago I took a seven days vacation on a spanish island. I was on my own and had a huge bungalow all for myself. On the first night I went for dinner, the restaurant was not crowded, just a few couples. So I ended up sitting alone at my table. Theat was okay for me, in fact that was the whle idea of my trip: spending some time just with myself.

Few minutes later a red haired lady arrived. She was tall, slim, wearing an nice summer dress. Not fancy, not sexy, just nice. She took the table next to mine, studied the menu, placed her order, got some wine. So she was not expecting anyone else. By the time she got her starters and I was waiting for my main course we made eye contact. And I said: "Looks like both of us are eating alone, we could as well be dining together." She smiled and invited me to her table. Ten seconds later I sat there.

My plan of spending time with just myself had vanished in no time - or to be exact: In the time you need to finish a small plate of prawns an half a glass of wine. Nothing much happend after that, we just chatted about the island and what places to go. Turned out she would have loved to rent a car, but it was a budget vacation for her and she could not afford one. Well, I jumped in. Told her, I would rent a car anyway and if she wanted I could take her to some places. She told me where her hotel was (real cheap one) and I promised to pick her up next morning.

Fast forward to next morning: we where driving with her looking up the map for some nice beaches. We found one, got our towels, walked over the dunes and found a nice spot. It was pretty much hidden - not because we wanted to hide. I was just looking for something not too windy. We dropped our towels and, much to my surprise, she dropped all of her clothes too. Nude bathing was not uncommon in that part of the island, but still...

She was about 30, had nice small breasts, a fiery red landing strip and clean shaven lips. That was in the early ninties, most women would not shave at this time and region of the world. I could not help but stare.

We both knew what would come next. We never talked about it, but soon we started kissing. Then we went back to the car and I took her to my bungalow. She was not a good kisser ans as it turnd out soon, she wan not very good in giving blowjobs. But, surprise number two, she was the most orgasmic girl I ever met. I touched her labia a bit, she'd orgasm. I lick, she comes again. I fuck her, another orgasm. And so on. She came about ten times more often than I did.

We spend a lot of time in bed. One time she asked if I would prefer it completely shaved, next day she showed up hairless. One time I asked her to masturbate for me, she said: "You go first." I touched myself, she just sat there watching, her hand on the armrest. When I came, she came too. Without having touched herself. "Ah, that is just a little muscle work", she explained.

I told her she was blessed among the women.

Two days later I had to leave. Never saw her again.

A Quickie........
 

........literally!!

Not a huge story but more an example of just how delightfully spontaneous our whole relationship was.

Being the energetic, 19-y.o. that I was back then - and largely fuelled by my outrageous sex drive, I somehow couldn't help but take a slight detour and deliberately drive past M....'s house any time I was in the area or passing. I did this one particular day, only to find her crossing the road at that exact moment, apparently just nipping to the shop down the street.

She didn't even have any shoes on!

I stopped of course - and she got in (of course) and immediately suggested we go a bit further down the road and round the corner.

We did - about five minutes away - and found somewhere suitable private, got in the back, tore each other's clothes off and fucked like psychotic rabbits!

We dressed and I dropped her back at the shop to get what she'd dome out for - now dripping wet and utterly radiant - and went home.

I never asked what she said at home - presumably she 'bumped into someone and got talking'......!!!

Surprise Orgasm
 

So, here's another (outwardly) far-out tale but I was there and since then, I've seen and learned enough to know that the amazing IS sometimes possible!

This was not long after I left home and moved in with a very hot, older woman who I've discussed briefly in other threads. She was 13 years older than me and by then, I was 20. She was a cute, little brunette, as fit as a butcher's dog and voraciously sexual, if (sadly) quite conventional.

At 20 I was of course incredibly 'experimental' and wanted to do, see or try pretty much anything heterosexual you could name and one of these things was group sex.

Jen was extremely opposed to this - though I knew from her previous life that she wasn't averse to black cock - so it was something I came back to from time to time but was always met with the same, firm rejection!

One night, I woke in the middle of the night to find her very animated, agitated but surprisingly still asleep. After a few seconds, it became apparent that she was in the middle of a very energetic dream. A little after that, I also established that she was in fact (in her dream) in a situation where she was in 'imminent danger' of having sex with another guy and was objecting strenuously.

To this day, I've no idea how this worked or what possessed me to do it but by then I was fully awake and switched on so I chose to (verbally) participate in what she was doing and in essence, talked her though the action as if it was real.

The true delight came shortly as - while she was reacting to (in her dream) this other guy and me both fucking her - she orgasmed quite violently, right next to me - and then promptly settled back to sleep as if nothing had happened!

Of course being a stupid, arrogant 20-year-old, I couldn't resist proudly telling her next morning and after I'd explained what I'd witnessed, she went completely ballistic and called me a colourful variety of names.

Doesn't take away how she reacted to what she thought was happening though!

Wow - she'll be 67 now - and I bet she's still as gorgeous and sexy as ever!!

My ex surprises me.
 

This one i have post before. For the other it's a normal story but this one excite me very much.

It's from my ex. A classy girl. After one year of break up, we have a dinner. She comes with a tight mid-thigh pencil skirt. She's a shy girl. I've never seen her in short skirt before. It's a normal story until we go to a dessert shop. It' has a deep low seat sofa and a low table. The shy girl with high awareness of her skirt that i can't see her lower thigh just sit across of me. Her skirt ride up at her crotch. She doesn't adjust her skirt but also raise her bag up. Her legs is under cover and i can see her panties. I shock because i think she wear shorts under. Double shock is the panties is thin. I think i see her pussy line. An entrance to her vagina.

After this event, i surmise that she tease me. I delete her nerdy girl image form my brain.

I will write further.
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