I’m a 60-something woman who has always lived a straight-laced, conservative (one might even say inhibited) lifestyle. However, for one brief moment in time, I threw caution to the wind and let my inhibitions run wild. It has left a lasting impression on my mind that I will take to my grave. I hope my story will be of interest to your readers.
I’m from a large metropolitan city in the southwest region of the country. At the time of these events, I was 21 years of age, working as a real estate agent. It started as a routine day. I was driving around town in search of prospective listings. While waiting at a traffic light, a silver Mercedes stopped in the lane next to me. The driver was the most gorgeous piece of male flesh I had ever cast my eyes upon. It was lust at first sight! I immediately felt a tingle in my lower region!
I knew I would regret it if I let this opportunity pass. I waved to get his attention, then began flirting with him by licking my lips in a suggestive manner. It worked. When the light changed, he pulled into the first available parking lot. I eagerly followed. I introduced myself and learned his name was Mario. I guessed him to be between 25 and 30 years old. I was so weak in the knees, I could hardly stand. We made plans to meet later that evening, supposedly for dinner and a movie, but I had a different scenario in mind!
I could hardly wait for our meeting. I had no intention of going to a movie. All I could think about was fucking this man’s brains out! With this in mind, I didn’t wear panties that evening. I didn’t want anything to obstruct his cock from having direct access to my slit. By the time we met, I was dripping wet. I suggested that before our meal, we drive to the foothills of a nearby mountain to enjoy the view of the city while getting to know each other better. This was nothing but a ploy, the only view I was interested in was his hard cock.
The moment he parked the car, I lifted my skirt to reveal my hairy pussy. He needed no further promptings! He instantly buried his face in my crotch. It was ecstasy! I squealed out my approval as I pushed his face deeper into my dripping cunt! Within minutes, I experienced my first orgasm of the night.
I couldn’t wait to taste his cock. I ripped off his pants and engulfed his rock hard dick as far as I possibly could. He was at least 8” long and very thick. So much so, I was concerned that I wouldn’t be able to accommodate his beautiful piece of manhood! It quickly became obvious that he was just as turned on as I. Within minutes, he delivered a huge load of thick, steamy cum into my mouth. I was unable to contain it all and it spilled onto my tits. To my surprise, and great pleasure, he licked his cum from my tits and proceeded to give me a deep, passionate kiss. This was my first cum kiss. The idea of a man eating his own spunk sent me over the moon! For several minutes, we swapped his jizz until we had swallowed every drop. It was wonderful!
By this time, I was aching to feel his dick thrusting inside me. I stretched out across the seat of his car and begged him to fuck me. I didn’t have to ask twice! His massive girth was a bit painful at first, but I was so wet that I was soon taking the full length of his shaft. He started slow, but was soon banging me with a vengeance. His thrusts were hard, deep, and fast. I was not taking contraceptives, so I requested that he not shoot inside me. He accommodated by bathing my tits and belly with another huge load of steamy cum (some even landed on my chin). Since this was his second ejaculation, I had not expected such a large volume. I stopped him as he began to lick my tits clean. I wanted to savor the moment. The feel of his warm, sticky juice covering me was pure bliss! I didn’t want to wipe it off. Instead, I sat there motionless until it dried.
To my dismay, he wasn’t done. He began eating my pussy again. He continued pleasing me in this manner until the cum on my chest had completely crusted over. He then informed me of his intent to fuck me again. Where was this man getting his energy from? Who was I to resist? If it was fucking he wanted, I was happy to oblige. I enthusiastically hopped on his cock in the cowgirl position. I rode him hard and deep until he warned me of his impending ejaculation. I told him I wanted to add his next load to the encrusted cum that he had given me a few moments earlier. I turned over and eagerly awaited my treat. His third load wasn’t as large or as forceful as the previous two, but it was sufficient to cover my belly with a second layer. I let it fully dry before getting dressed. By this time, we were both completely spent. He returned me to my car and we made plans to meet again. I could hardly sleep that night as I relived the experience over and over in my mind. I kept his dried cum just where he had left it until I showered the following day.
I couldn’t get Mario off my mind. The next day I made an appointment with my doctor to obtain a contraceptive. This would ensure there would be no restrictions for our next encounter. The moment I obtained my pills, I eagerly called Mario. Due to the fact that I worked in real estate, I had access to many model homes and empty houses. We decided to meet in a model home. The possibility of getting caught in the act only heightened my excitement. The model home I chose was completely furnished.
As a means to keep our meeting discreet, we parked a few blocks away and walked, separately, to the house. No words needed to be spoken, we both knew why we were there. Since I had the keys to the house, I arrived first. I disrobed and eagerly anticipated his arrival. The moment he entered the house, I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth. I recalled how great his cum tasted and couldn’t wait for a second helping. When I sensed he was close, I moved my head back a few inches and told him to jack off on my face. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth as wide as possible, and stuck my tongue out. When I felt the first spurt hit my face, I began to move my head in all directions to ensure my face would be completely covered with his steamy jizz. When the spurting finally stopped, I swallowed the cum he had sprayed into my mouth and began licking everything within reach of my tongue. It was delicious! He then wiped my face with his fingers and fed it to me. This was followed by a deep passionate cum kiss.
We then proceeded to the sofa, where he buried his face into my crotch. His tongue action soon had me gushing all over his face. This was followed by another passionate kiss. I had never tasted my own juices, but it really turned me on! His slippery cum was still coating the roof of my mouth so I was able to taste both of us simultaneously. This was enough to get my juices flowing once again.
I had to feel his cock inside me! I informed him that I had taken a contraceptive and enthusiastically invited him to fill me up. We moved to the master bedroom, where he proceeded to ravage my body! For the next hour, we fucked nonstop. Thanks to the size of his massive dick, there were no restrictions on positions, and we tried each and every one. Eventually, I got my wish. He shot a load of hot cum deep inside me. I couldn’t move. As I was lying there in a state of ecstasy, his cum began slowly oozing from my crotch. Not wanting to stain the bedding, he immediately gobbled it up. He then inserted his fingers inside me in an effort to get more of his jizz to flow out. He really seemed to enjoy what he was doing. When he finished, he gave me another deep passionate kiss, sharing his cum with me. I held it in my mouth, savoring the blend of our juices, before swallowing every drop.
I recalled that during our first encounter, he had shot his wad three times. I was hoping for a repeat performance. He didn’t disappoint! I excitedly took his shaft into my mouth. It wasn’t easy, but I was eventually able to swallow his massive cock all the way to the base. When I did, I paused to get the full sensation of my throat being stretched by his big dick! As with our first encounter, I wanted him to splatter my tits and belly so I would have something to take home with me. I continued to lick and suck until I felt his first spurt hit the back of my throat. I immediately pulled away and directed his tool at my tits. I let the cum in my mouth slowly drip down my chin where it eventually joined the rest of his warm treat. I stayed in a kneeling position to allow his juice to drip down my belly, then lay on my back until it dried.
By this time, we were both exhausted. We straightened up the house to cover our tracks, locked up, and walked back to our cars. We hardly spoke. There was no need for conversation. We were both in a state of bliss!
When I returned home, I stood fully naked in front of a mirror, staring at his dried cum on my tits and belly. This sight only acted to stir my emotions. I grabbed my vibrating dildo and began shoving it deep inside me. There was no need for lubricant, as the imagery of our encounter was sufficient to get my juices flowing. I feverishly worked my pussy until I gushed all over my toy. Earlier that day, I had learned that I actually enjoy the taste of pussy juice, so I licked my juices from the dildo. To my surprise, there was still a bit of Mario’s cum that had remained inside me. I have always enjoyed the taste of sperm, but his was exceptionally tasty. I licked the vibrator clean, then reinserted it, hoping to get more of his seed. To my disappointment, there was no more to be had. Oh well, that just meant I would need to see him again!
These encounters continued for the next few months. We both understood that we were nothing more than fuck-buddies. We never did have a formal date. It didn’t matter. We were both getting what we needed. Each time we met in a different house. Some were furnished and others weren’t. It didn’t matter to us, fucking on the floor was equally exciting. With each event, we got more kinky, but there was always a repeated pattern to our encounters: He shot his wad three times, in my mouth, pussy, and chest (not always in the same order); and we always shared at least one cum kiss (I really enjoyed swapping cum with him).
We experimented with unique and nonconventional positions, sex toys, pornography, etc. I even let him shave my pussy. Once in a while, I will shave myself as a way to relive our time together. My ultimate kink is when I had him ejaculate into a small plastic food container. He shot two loads into the container. I took it home and placed it in my freezer. The following morning, I thawed it and poured it over my eggs and bacon. That was the best breakfast I’ve ever had! With each encounter, I secretly hoped we would get caught in the act, but it never happened. Over time, our encounters became less frequent until we just stopped meeting. There was never a formal agreement to end our relationship. I guess we just grew bored with one another.
I have never done anything like that before or since, and I never again met a man like Mario. In some respects, this relationship ruined my sex life. I’ve had a few boyfriends over the years, but their drive and enthusiasm never matched Mario’s, which left me feeling unsatisfied. I eventually married and had two children. I love my husband, dearly, but he could never match what Mario had. My sex life has been adequate, but it’s nothing to write home about. I guess, in part, it’s my own fault, as I have never allowed myself to disregard my inhibitions as I had done with Mario.
Dear Mario:
If you’re reading this, I miss the excitement you brought into my life. If there’s any way possible, I would love to spend just one more night together.
Signed,
Holding on to Yesterday