Hi, my name is Dana. I graduated from high school at eighteen. That was about six months ago. My parents bought me a costly cell phone as a graduation gift. It worked great for the first month but after that when I tried to use an app on it my phone would freeze up and I would have to take the battery out for it to work again.
I could use it to make calls and it would work fine if I didn’t try to use an app. I was visiting my best friend when I called tech support to get help with my phone. As the phone rang I told my best friend, “I hope I get someone who speaks English.”
I was surprised when a man answered and said, “Tech support, can I help you?”
I couldn’t believe it. They were speaking English and in a strong Australian accent. I just love accents, especially Australian and British. Plus he sounded much older than me. Two things I love about a guy.
He said he needed to confirm I was the account holder and he needed to ask me some questions. Once I answered all his questions to his satisfaction and told him my problem he said, “I’m sorry. I can’t help you. I will have to transfer you to our advanced tech support.”
Before I could say a word I heard the hold music. I must have been on hold for about five minutes. As I waited on hold I told my friend about his Australian accent and about how I looove men with accents and that he sounded a lot older than me too and she knows I like older men.
The same guy came back on the line saying he was connecting me to the advanced tech now. I then heard a click and another voice saying, “Hello, advanced support tech, how can I help you?”
I explained my situation to him and it took almost two hours to get my phone fixed. After I hung up I noticed I had a text message. It said, “Hey, sweety. I’m on Tinder. Name, Big Aussie. Looking forward to hearing from you. I like your voice too.”
I gasped when I read the text and my girlfriend asked me, “Everything ok?”
I looked at her and asked, “Huh, what? Uh, yeah. E-everything’s fine.”
I then told her, “I gotta go. Talk to you later ok?”
I didn’t even wait for her to say anything. I went running out the door. I had to get home fast and check out this guy on Tinder. I signed in then I typed in his name in the search, Big Aussie. His profile came up a few seconds later on my computer screen.
I scanned through his profile. It said he was forty years old, single, no kids and he lived about two hours from me. I saw a couple of pictures on his profile. I was right, he was sexy.
I contemplated sending him a message. Before I did, it suddenly crossed my mind, how did he know I thought he had a sexy voice?
I sent him a message saying, “Hi. This is Dana, phone number xxx-xxx-xxx.” Thinking he might remember me from my phone number. It turned out he did.
He sent back, “Hey Dana. So you like my accent and are interested in older guys.”
I said, “Yes, but how do you know that?”
He told me, “I heard everything you said while you were on hold.”
I said out loud, “Oh my God.”
He told me, “I’m looking at your profile now. And I like what I see.”
I was glad he didn’t see me because I knew my face had to be beet red. He asked, “Are you still there?”
I typed, “Yes, I’m here.”
He told me, “It’s not often I see young women on here that are interested in older men.”
He then said, “You know, we only live about two hours away from each other.”
I couldn’t believe it. He was already asking me out? I pretended I didn’t notice. “I’m sorry. I didn’t notice. I just assumed you were in Australia.”
The next thing he asked was, “Can we video chat?”
I wanted to. And my answer was turning my camera on and smiling and saying, “Hi.”
About a second later his camera was on and I could see him on my screen. He said, “Mmmm, you’re about the prettiest little Sheila I’ve seen on here in a long time.”
I know my face was beet red because he commented on it. “Ahhh, did I embarrass my pretty little Sheila?”
I just gave him a big smile. He was really handsome too. He looked to have about a day or two of beard growth on his face, just what I liked. He said, “By the way my name’s Henry but my friends call me Bonk. So do you think I’m attractive now that you’ve seen me?”
“Yes, very.”
He asked, “So, tell me, what is it that you like about older men? Is it their experience, or how they treat you?”
Since I had never been with a guy before I didn’t really know. “To be honest, I don’t really know. I’ve never been with an older guy before, or any guy.”
“But I bet you’ve thought about it a lot, haven’t you? An older guy with an Aussie accent.”
I told him, “I just think older guys are so sexy and I just love that Aussie accent.”
I knew I had to be blushing again because my face felt like it was on fire. He again told me, “Well, like I said, I only live about two hours away. We could meet up for dinner and see what happens.”
I was so flattered. I asked him, “You’d come all that way just to see me?”
He said, “To see a pretty little Sheila like you I’d go anywhere. But I was thinking more like maybe you coming to see me. I’d pay for a bus ticket. You could come visit this weekend.”
I just about blurted out, Yes! Without thinking. But I said, “I don’t know if my parents would like that.”
He asked, “I thought you were eighteen?”
I told him, “I am but I still live with my parents. So I still have rules I have to follow.”
He said, “Hmm, it could have been fun. I guess I’ll let you go now.”
I told him, “No, no! Please wait! Let me think. Ummm, I could tell my parents I’m going to spend the weekend at my friend’s house.”
I looked into his eyes and he said, “Yes, yes. That could work. Give me your address and I’ll call in a bus ticket for you there and you can just pick it up and come see me.”
I couldn’t believe I was doing it. Meeting a man I didn’t know. Someone I hadn’t even met in person. I gave him my address and he said he would call the bus terminal there and have a ticket waiting for me the next morning.
I hadn’t realized the next day was Saturday.
I wanted to talk to him more but my parents came home and I always helped with
dinner so I told him I had to go.
He told me, “I can’t wait to meet you in person, my little Sheila.”
Before I had a chance to respond he’d signed off. I called my best friend and explained my plan and she agreed to help me. So that night after dinner I told my parents I was going to spend the weekend with my best friend.
I spent Friday night at Andrea’s house but then the next morning she drove me to the bus depot to go and meet Big Aussie as I called him when I talked to Andrea about him.
I didn’t have to worry about Andrea’s parents ratting me out because although she was only eighteen like I was she had her own apartment and lived alone.
I was both scared and excited about meeting Big Aussie. I knew it was dangerous to meet a man I knew absolutely nothing about. Especially when I knew it might lead to sex. But at that point, I didn’t care.
After I had been on the bus for about twenty minutes it dawned on me, how would I get to Big A’s house after I got to the bus depot in the town where he lived?
I worried for nothing because when I got to the bus depot he was there waiting when the doors of the bus opened. He gave me a big smile and then went and got my suitcase from the bus.
He told me, “I’m so glad you’re here Dana. I thought maybe you would change your mind.”
I said, “The thought never crossed my mind.”
He opened the passenger side door for me and I got in his truck. Then he put my suitcase in the bed. He asked me, “How about we have lunch before we do anything else.”
I told him, “Sure, I’m starving. I was so excited about meeting you that I didn’t eat any breakfast.”
I thought maybe we would stop somewhere for lunch but he took me to his home. He had a really long driveway. It felt like it took forever to get to his home after we turned onto his driveway.
We made small talk on the way to his home. He asked about my family and stuff like that. He seemed really interested.
When we got to his home he got out and opened my door for me and got my suitcase out of the bed. He said, “If you’ll follow me.”
I followed him into the house and he showed me to my room. He put my suitcase on the bed and said, “Well, if you’d like to unpack I’ll get lunch started.”
I just wanted to grab him and kiss him right then and there but I controlled myself. It took me a few minutes to put my things away then I found my way to the kitchen where Henry was cooking.
The smells coming from the kitchen were to die for. I said, “Whatever you are cooking smells delicious Henry.”
He had his head in the fridge getting something out of it and I walked up to the stove and it looked like he was cooking some kind of pasta. I could see pasta boiling in water and what looked like a sauce of some kind.
As I was standing at the stove Henry had come away from the fridge and was standing behind me. He asked me, “Would you like to taste the sauce?”
Before I could answer he had some sauce on a wooden spoon and was holding it up to my mouth to taste. It tasted as good as it smelled. I told him, “Mmmm, delicious.”
After he pulled the spoon away he used the old trick of saying, “You have sauce on your mouth.”
I used my tongue to try and get it but he said, “Here, let me.”
Then he kissed me on the lips. It was my first real kiss. I mean, I had been kissed by boys before but nothing like this. I closed my eyes and when he broke the kiss I told him, “You know, I’m really not that hungry…”
He smiled at me, “I had a big breakfast.”
Then he picked me up in his arms like I was nothing and as he carried me into his room we stared into each other’s eyes.
When we got to his room and he let me down I dropped to my knees and started to fumble with the belt on his pants. He took my hands in his and I stopped. I looked up and he was looking down at me. He said, “There is plenty of time for that love.”
Then he said, “Come on, on your feet.”
He helped me to my feet and kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear. He kissed down my neck and planted a kiss on what cleavage I had. He kissed me on the lips as he undid the buttons on my blouse.
He slowly removed my blouse, kissing my skin each time it was exposed. I loved the feel of his lips on my skin. His breath and lips gave my skin goosebumps. He noticed and asked, “Are you ok little Sheila?”
I gulped and said, “Y-yes.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
Then he kissed my skin again. I managed to whisper, “God, no.”
He removed my blouse, letting it fall in a heap on the floor. He then used his teeth to undo the clasp on my bra between my breasts. He let it fall to the floor on top of my blouse, then he placed a kiss on each of my hard erect nipples.
I moaned, and then he slowly went to his knees, kissing my belly as he went. I had on a miniskirt and thigh-high boots. He used his teeth to pull the zipper of my skirt down then hooked his thumbs in the waistband and slowly pulled it down and off.
I was now standing in front of him in just panties and a pair of thigh-high boots. It felt like my panties were soaked. I felt him nuzzle my pussy with his nose, then felt his tongue as he slowly licked the outside of my panties.
I let out another moan, louder and longer than the last. He asked me, “Shall we get rid of those panties my pet?”
All I could do was moan. I felt his teeth on my hip as he grabbed the waistband of my panties and slowly pulled them down and off.
I felt his nose touch my pussy and then he inhaled, “Ahhh, nothing smells quite as nice as a young Sheila’s pussy.”
I then felt his tongue touch me. I thought for sure I was going to fall down, my legs were like jello. But I put both my hands on his head to steady myself.
As he slowly slid his tongue in me I cried out, “Ohhhh, Godddd!”
I had never felt anything like it before. Sure I had used my fingers to bring myself to orgasm before but a tongue felt a lot different.
Henry pulled his mouth away and told me, “Cum for me little Sheila.”
Then he plunged his tongue back into my pussy. I wanted the pleasure to last as long as possible, but when he found my clit and sucked on it, I couldn’t hold out any longer. I know if I wasn’t holding his head I would have collapsed in a heap on the floor.
I just started cumming and cumming. I didn’t think I would ever stop. Henry kept his face buried in my pussy until my orgasm subsided. Then he stood up and kissed me on the lips, my juices dripping from his face.
I had never tasted my own cum before, I had never wanted to. And he was right, I was delicious.
When we broke the kiss, Henry picked me up and tossed me on the bed like a rag doll. Then he removed my boots and then he undressed.
I had never seen a male naked body up close. Henry sat on the edge of the bed and told me, “Come here little Sheila.”
I crawled to him and I wrapped my hand around his cock. I couldn’t believe the size of it. It was like trying to wrap my hand around a soda can.
Without him having to tell me I slowly started jerking him. When I leaned in to lick the precum from the tip I felt his hand on my ass. “Mmmm, you have such a sexy bum, pretty sheila.”
I felt his hand over my ass and his other hand on the back of my head as he slowly pushed my head down on his cock. I willingly took the head of his cock into my mouth and even took more after he stopped pushing my head down on it. I took his cock into my mouth and down my throat until I started to gag and choke.
Henry looked down at me and said, “Hey, look at me.”
I looked up at him keeping his cock in my mouth. He moved his hand from the back of my head and told me, “Slow down, we have plenty of time. Just take what you can handle.”
With my hand wrapped around his cock and his cock in my mouth I smiled up at him and just sucked on the head as I jerked him. He said, “Yeah, that’s it, baby, mmmmm.”
I slowly bobbed my head up and down on about half of his cock. I felt him spread my ass cheeks and felt a fingertip at my hole. I didn’t like it and reached back and pushed his hand away. Henry said, “Ok, ok. We will get to that later little Sheila.”
He told me, “Be a good girl and play with my balls.”
With the hand I wasn’t using to jerk him with, I moved it down and caressed his balls. They were huge, I just hoped they were full of cum.
Henry moaned as I sucked his cock and caressed his balls, “Mmmmm, yeah baby. That feels so good.”
After a couple minutes of that he told me, “Suck on Daddy’s balls.”
I pulled my mouth off his cock and tried to get both of his balls in my mouth but they were too big and it was impossible. After a couple of tries, Henry said, “Hey, hey, watch the teeth, honey. Just suck on one at a time, ok.”
When I tried doing that I didn’t have any trouble sucking on them, although just one was a mouthful. Not only were they big they were hairy, and for some reason I liked that. I liked the way the hair on them tickled my nose. I thought for sure I would sneeze but I didn’t.
After I sucked on one for a while I moved to the other one. Then I went back to sucking his shaft. I put extra effort into it. I really wanted him to cum so I could see what it tasted like.
Henry must have been ready to cum because he didn’t tell me to slow down. He was moaning and groaning and every time I pulled my head up he would push it back down on his cock.
His other hand was back on my ass again, but this time he was only squeezing my cheeks and playfully slapping them. He wasn’t trying to penetrate me.
Henry told me, “Faster baby, and take as much as you can!”
I did as he told me and bobbed my head faster up and down on his cock. He kept pushing my mouth down on his cock every time I pulled it off his cock making me gag and choke every time. So much for going slow and taking my time.
I was playing with his balls and just before he said, “Mmmm, yeah baby! Daddy’s going to cum!”, it felt like his balls tightened up.
When he did cum he shoved my mouth down into his cock and held it there as he emptied his balls. He came so much it shot out my nose. I gagged and choked the whole time he was cumming.
I tried pulling my mouth off his cock and he just shushed me, “It’s ok Sheila. Just relax and drink it all up for Daddy!”
I did my best to drink it all up but it was just too much. Some shot out my nose and some leaked out between my mouth and his cock. He held my mouth on his cock balls deep until he emptied his balls.
When he finally let me up he said, “Sorry about that Sheila baby. I haven’t cum that much in a long time. I hope I didn’t spoil your first blow job by doing that.”
I know I should have been mad but I just pulled him to me and gave him a big kiss on the lips making sure he got some of his own cum in his mouth.
I told him, “No! I thought it was great! I hope every blowjob I give turns out like that! I loved it!”
He smiled and asked, “So, are you ready for me to make you a woman?”
I knew what he meant by that. He must have seen the scared look on my face because he pulled me to him and kissed me again and said, “Don’t worry, we’ll take it as slow as you want, ok?”
Well, I couldn’t argue with that. I said, “Ok.”
Henry slid back on the bed and laid on his back, his cock sticking straight up. He told me, as he stroked his cock, “Come, sit on my cock. That way you can control how fast we go.”
I liked the sound of that. I asked, “What about protection?”
I’d been meaning to get on birth control but since I didn’t have a boyfriend I just hadn’t gotten around to it. Henry said, with a big smile, “Every young Sheila’s first time should be bareback.”
I asked him, “But what if I get pregnant?”
Trying to reassure me he said, “How about if I promise to pull out before I cum? Would that make you feel better?”
I knew I shouldn’t have trusted him. I mean I hardly knew him. But I didn’t want him to tell me to leave if I didn’t do it. So I said, “You promise to pull out?”
He told me, “Yes. I promise.”
I got in position and straddled him, facing him. He put his hands on my hips to steady me then I used both my hands to guide the head of his cock to my pussy.
Just as I was about to sit down on his cock, Henry said, “Wait a minute, sweety.”
Then he reached into the nightstand beside the bed and took out a small bottle. He took the cap off of it and said, “Hold out your hands.”
When I did he poured something from the bottle that felt like oil. He told me, “Rub it all over my cock sweetie.”
When I asked him, “What is it?”
He said, “It’s a surprise.”
I asked him, “Will I like it?”
He said, “You’ll love it. Trust me, Sheila.”
I did trust him so I did what he said. Then I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. When he was about halfway in I felt a sharp pain. I cried out, “Ow, ow! Henry, it hurts!”
He told me, “It’s ok baby. I’m just breaking your hymen, you’re becoming a lady. Just keep going.”
I slowly lowered myself onto his cock without stopping. I wanted to cry out and lift myself up off of Henry’s cock but I didn’t. I bit my lip and kept going.
Once he was all the way in me I laid down on him so our chests were touching one another. Henry whispered in my ear, “Are you ok, baby?”
I said, “Yes, I just need a second.”
I could feel his hand on my ass. He was squeezing it again and trying to probe my hole with his fingers. I didn’t push him away this time.
I told him, “Ok. I’m ready.”
He moved his hand from my ass to my hips and I sat up and he lifted me up off his cock and then let me take his cock again at my own pace. It didn’t hurt as much going in the second time.
We did this over and over until there was no pain and it started feeling good. I started to feel all warm inside. Henry later told me it was from the oil I had put on his cock before we started. He said it reacted to our body heat.
When I started moaning he said, “See, you like it, don’t you?”
I just moaned. All of a sudden without warning Henry turned us over so I was on my back and he started fucking me missionary style. Now he decided how fast and deep he went. I didn’t mind, I just laid on my back and enjoyed it.
I gripped the sheets on the bed with my fists and cried, “Oh God! Henry, I’m going to cum!”
He just kept fucking me and said, “Well, I’m not going to stop you”.”
When he said that, I didn’t even try to hold back. I just let go. Henry didn’t stop fucking me he just kept right on going.
Henry said, “Ok, I’m going to pull out now like I promised I would.”
I wrapped my legs around him and wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him to me, whispered in his ear, “Don’t you dare.”
Then I kissed him. We held the kiss until we both came again. When he shot his load in me it was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was amazing. Henry was like an animal. He just kept fucking me right through both of our orgasms.
Once our orgasms were over Henry rolled off of me and laid beside me, both of us panting trying to catch our breath. Once we recovered he turned to me and kissed me and said, “Now all that’s left is your bum.”
I said, “Wait, what…?”
