June also played and again, like last time, her partner had to leave straight after having played their games. So, June came to me during the evening and asked if I would give her a lift back home.
I said, “Yes, sure. Is Paul on early again?”
“Yes, he’s got to get off; he’s got an early start in the morning.”
We had won quite easily at eight games to one and were all tired but in a good mood. It was late, eleven thirty, when we finished.
On the way home, June asked, “So how is Sue? Have you seen her lately?”
I glanced at June and said, “Sue, oh yeah, Sue, she’s fine. I spoke to her a few days ago before she left for her trip.”
As I looked at her, a small smile appeared on June’s face. “You spoke to her, on the phone? Or…”
I don’t know why but it was like my mum had caught me with my hand in the cookie jar. I went bright red, good thing it was dark. I looked back at the road and said, “Yeah… I… I spoke to her in person the day before she left.”
I looked back briefly towards her and her smile turned into a big grin. She said nothing but lightly nodded a couple of times and looked ahead at the road.
A couple of minutes passed and June asked, “So, how long is Sue away?”
I turned to look at June but she looked straight ahead. “The whole week. She’ll be back next week.”
Another quiet minute passed then June said, “Sid’s away also, just for three days or so.”
After the other night when I dropped June off, I knew she more than liked me. She’d kissed me and asked me in but I had declined. Now, I thought she was sort of making the same invitation. But I did’t make any comment.
We reached June’s home and I walked her to the front door because it was dark and her door was some way from the road.
I had known June for a long time and never thought of her in a sexual way. But I knew she wanted me to, well, take it further. It seemed she thought I was not interested when I had not answered her so, at the door, she gave me the usual kiss and said, “Goodnight.”
I also said, “Goodnight,” and we parted a couple of steps. Thoughts ran through my head: should I, shouldn’t I?
June had turned around when I placed a hand on one of her shoulders. She turned back and I asked, “June, about the other night, were you serious about, well… you know.”
June stepped closer and kissed me on the lips. “Never been more serious.”
She hugged me tight and I thought she would never let go. But she did and, as she loosened her grip, and she kissed me deeply for almost two minutes. Our tongues slowly glided across each other and my cock got so hard June must have felt it.
We broke off and she opened the door, went in and walked on. It was obvious she wanted me to follow. I went in and closed the door behind me. She said nothing but went straight upstairs and I followed. She had gone into her bedroom, I presumed. I still followed in silence. I entered and she was taking off her clothes. She didn’t look at me, just carried on like I wasn’t there.
I had only taken off my shoes and socks and June was down to her knickers. June is in her late fifties and she is five ten tall and slim with shoulder length greying hair and she does not hide that fact. I’d never seen June naked, but bloody hell she had very nice tits; not big but nice. They sagged only slightly and were still a nice shape.
She took off her knickers, walked to another door and said, “Join me.” She went through.
I started to strip and heard the shower turn on. I walked into the suit. June must have seen me, she opened the glass door. I walked in and slid the door close. It was not a big cubicle, quite cosy for two.
June had her back to me and water cascaded down her svelte body, making it gleam. She squirted some soap onto her shoulders; I took that as a signal for me to wash her down. I massaged her shoulders, down her back and I got to her arse, which I spent some time over. I lightly buffed her thighs and calves.
June’s forehead and hands rested on the tiled wall, her legs slightly apart. I made my way up to her back and then reached around to her tits. June squirted some more soap over them as I fondled, caressed and groped her tits. I felt her hard nipples. They were not big but certainly aroused.
I worked my way to her stomach and slipped my hand lower. No pubic hair! I felt along her slit and I bathed June’s pussy lips. She gave out light gasps of pleasure, but she never turned around. I had one hand on a tit and the other on her pussy. I moved towards her clit. Fuck, it was so hard, like a thorn on a stem of a rose, but it felt quite large. I flicked it and slowly ran my finger across, up and down, right and left. June’s gasps got louder and she sounded much sexier.
I kissed her softly on the shoulders as I continued to caress her body. The hot water rained down and steam filled the room.
I flicked her clit and she parted her legs further. As her thighs shook, she gasped and took in a deep breath. I felt tremors vibrate up her body. She lightly banged her forehead on the wall, moaned out and said, “Oh god, please, more. It’s been so long.”
I moved my fingers down to her slit and pushed a couple into her pussy. I gently rubbed her pussy walls and used my thumb to tease her swollen clit. My cock was so hard between the crack of her arse.
She had another orgasm and moaned, “Oh that’s so nice.”
I removed my fingers and June pushed her arse out. I got hold of my cock, guided it to her slit and had just found the entrance when June pushed hard and took me in. I pushed forward to get fully home.
I fucked her slowly, sensually. I felt each bit of my cock going in and out. We were not in a rush. We let things happen naturally, nothing forced. I held both her tits and rubbed her immensely hard nipples. I moved my cock out and I then ran my hands along her shoulders, slowly down her arms to her hands, which were raised high above her head, flat on the tiled wall. I wove my finger between hers as I softly kissed her neck.
We fucked for about five minutes in silence except for sound of the water splashing down our soaped bodies. June’s moans were many, but most were in a low sultry tone. She turned off the water but we kept our sexual intercourse going for a bit longer. June shook again; I kept fucking her and increased the pace slightly. June still gasped and, in almost a whisper, I heard her say at every thrust, “Oh fuck.”
She had a very intense orgasm and I withdrew as it subsided. June turned around and we kissed, long and with passion before we stepped out of the shower. June grabbed a towel and dried her hair very quickly. She did not dry her body, or let me dry but threw the towel into a basket and grabbed my hand. “Bed,” she said.
June lay on her back and placed another pillow behind her head. She opened her legs and I took my place between them. We kissed again, my hard cock resting on her stomach. She held my head and said, “Thank you; I haven’t been fucked in ages.”
“What do you mean, what about Sid?”
“Not a lot of people know, but Sid suffers from mental health issues. He gets depressed and has not been able to… well, you know, for almost five years now.”
I looked into her eyes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”
June smiled. “Don’t be sorry, you weren’t to know. I’ll live with it, if you can live with giving me more of what you just did?”
I moved my hips, my cock slid off her pussy mound and to her entrance. June was open and ready for my cock. I plunged in, straight to the hilt, and I kept it there.
She said, “Oh lord, that feels nice, so nice.”
We kissed again;nNot with a great hunger or passion, but with a mutual respect and fondness.
June’s eyes closed, her hips shook and she wrapped her legs around my lower back. She pushed her hips up from the bed in a quick movement, but then back to the bed slowly. She hugged me tight, her lips close to my ear as she said in a whisper, “Sweet lord, thank you.”
Then, with every thrust of her hips throughout her orgasm, she whispered, “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
On her final thrust up she kissed the side of my face, lowered us to the bed and unwrapped herself from me. I was going to pull out but, as I looked into her eyes, she shook her head, ‘No.’
June never got very wet in her pussy; it was almost a dry fuck, but there was enough juice to make it really gratifying. It gave my cock and me a different but great sensation.
I rested my head on her shoulder, lightly kissed her face and neck. June placed a hand on my arse and, with the other on my head, slowly ran her fingers through my hair. I felt her pussy pulse on my cock like a heartbeat. I started to move in and out very slowly and June said, “Oh god you feel so wonderful.”
Then she had to go and spoil it. She placed a hand on my face, kissed a cheek softly and said, “Don’t take this the wrong way, but… you’re not very big down there.”
I still slid in and out and said, “Thanks, you really know how to turn a man off during sex.”
She squeezed my arse, softly and said, “But, you really do have staying power. I can see why Sue likes you.”
I turned June’s face to look at me and asked, “How do you know about Sue and me?”
“The way she looks at you; I can tell. Call it a woman’s intuition.” She patted my face and said, “I didn’t really know, but you just confirmed it.”
Our bodies still moved slowly in time with each other’s, my cock moving just a couple of inches in her. I knew I was not big but I also knew I could fuck June at this pace for a whole week, after the sort of sex Sue liked.
June lay still and asked, “Can you bring it up here?”
I slipped out and straddled June’s tits, placing my cock in her mouth and grasping onto the headboard. June placed her hands on my arse and took me all in as I face fucked her. and closed her lips. I felt her tongue around my shaft; her mouth felt much wetter than her pussy. She sucked hard for a few seconds every so often, but otherwise she was very gentle.
We kept that up for a while and then June grabbed my cock with one hand and stroked it while she sucked on the head. Again she stroked gently, not with a tight grip but firm. After some time I said, “If you want me to cum in your mouth, you’ll have to suck harder.”
June let me go and said, “Go back down.”
I asked, “Do you want it any other way?”
She opened her legs and said, “No, this is fine, missionary is my favourite. Unless you want me another way?”
I shook my head. “No I want you to be happy.”
Back in position, we engaged again, fucking with a slow, sensual, satisfied harmony. We let our bottom halves take care of themselves, while we kissed and sucked each other. It was like four different people: two below, slow and sensual, and two above, sucking hard in haste.
June shook and again I was surprised that this time she did not wrap her legs around me but hugged me tight and thrust fast and hard. She stopped kissing and said, “Jesus fuck, holy fucking shit, that’s so fuckin’ nice.”
I felt her pussy squeeze my cock; it was a nice snug fit. Her orgasm subsided and she relaxed. I started to fuck her again and thought I would up the stroke rate, more for me than her. Although it was quite exquisite fucking June slowly, I needed to release my seed. We had been going for quite some time and it was my turn to feel the glory moment.
I nibbled on June’s hard nipples while fucked her with longer thrusts, almost fully out and driving back harder than before. I lost it for a second when I started to fuck fairly hard. I went like a train but then remembered who I was fucking. It wasn’t Sue, it was June, so I slowed down, right down. I lowered my head to her ear and said, “Sorry.”
June grabbed my head to make me look at her and said, “There’s absolutely no reason for you to be sorry. You can do that, it’s good for me too, but just wait a second.”
June unclasped her legs and placed them wide apart, knees bent, feet flat on the bed. Her arms held me, and she said, “Go ahead, fuck me like you want to.”
And I did. I didn’t want to spoil it for her, but I needed my cock to feel a different sensation, even if it was for a couple of minutes. I grabbed her head, looked into her eyes and asked, “Are you sure you want this?”
She closed her eyes and nodded.
I started slow as before, but built up to a fast pace. I fucked June for three or so minutes the way I would have fucked Sue. The sensation on my cock was amazing, but in my heart I knew that was not really what June wanted. I was not close to cumming but I slowed down and reverted to the sensual fuck which I knew June wanted. But there was one thing, June’s pussy had become wetter.
June opened her eyes and asked, “You okay? Did you cum?”
“No, I didn’t cum. I’m sorry I did that to you.”
She hugged me tight for a few seconds and said, “Don’t be sorry; never be sorry.”
Her arms came back around me; her legs locked around my lower back. I sucked her nipples and squeezed her tits. We continued with our delicate, deliberate and consensual love of fucking each other. God it went on for an amazing time. And all the time my cock felt like it was just on the verge of exploding. June’s pussy, and the way she liked to be fucked, was just awesome.
After a long time, I felt June wanted my cock to give her its contents. Her thrusts met mine in agreement. June had started to gasp heavily. We fucked and fucked. I fucked her fast in spurts, but I slowed it down to the way I felt June liked it better. It was never very fast or hard, just a glorious fuck.
I felt June tighten her arms and legs, her thrusts became hard, she pulled away slowly at my pace but then rammed into me with a greater passion. The slapping sound of our pelvises against each other bounced off the walls.
June was there again and I was soon to follow. Her legs pulled me in harder and tighter and I felt her body go into feverish vibrations. The only sound that came from June was, “Ah, ah, ah.”
I rammed on and on and felt a very wet sensation on my cock. I kept up the pace and June unlocked her legs and her arms and flopped back into the bed. She said, “Oh sweet Jesus I haven’t been this wet for a long, long time.”
She lay there content with me fucking her, just her hips moving in time with mine. June had not been loud all through the night, but she was now louder. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ… keep going, keep going, oh please keep going.”
She went from loudest to almost silent and I looked at June and her eyes rolled. I was about to blow and I pushed in deep and released; puled back, pushed in and blew. I shot five or six loads. And it all came to a shuddering halt with my final load. I stayed fully in for a minute, then I rolled off and we lay side by side, our chests panting as we gasped for air.
I closed my eyes and felt June’s hand grip mine. She ran a finger up and down my palm and said, “It’s been five long years without sex. Thank you.”
I did not say anything – not that I wanted her to thank me, it was for my satisfaction as well as her needs. But I was out of breath even with the way June liked to be fucked. Our bodies were wet again from the sexual performance.
The sexual requirements and fulfilments of Sue and June, were poles apart. Although I enjoyed both equally, there was no way either would want to be sexually treated like the other.
