Surprise

Touching the soft skin of a young woman's breast. Running your hands over the firm, silky leg of a girl is undoubtedly an exquisite sensation. But nothing compares to the experience and passion of a forty-year-old! There are those who do not stop there though. Let me tell you one story: two years ago I met a woman in her forties, almost fifty actually. She didn't look like it; she doesn't seem that way at all. No small wrinkles around her eyes or on her hands. Oh my hands! They never cheat! She told me that they were splitting up after twenty-seven years of marriage, and when she found me, she felt something move her. She loved me for a day, for a month, for as long as I wanted. And I found it! And the first night came: she told me to my face that she had never done anything with anyone other than her husband, who was nothing in years and did not know how he would react; no longer childish and shy. So she wanted the light off. After some drinks we went to my cottage and made everything like the figurine commands: more drinks, background music, half-light, gentleness and tent armed. Well armed! She felt us dancing half My Romace on Sarah Vaughan's voice. The vision of both was great. I was willing to give that lady everything she hadn't gotten in twenty-seven years. Gently undressed and laid her on the bed, kissing her loins while caressing her breasts. Slowly went down with my lips, gently embracing her, and when it reached her breast started biting them lightly, almost to the rhythm of music. Moving towards the closest part at the foot of the bed I lowered my lips into her belly and came up to her pubic area. Using only my lips as my hands stroked her boobs, I began pulling by her hair near her big lips. She instinctively opened her legs a little more and buried her hands in my hair as if she wanted to lead me towards her sex. I gently turned away, realizing that it was going to be on my way. I got rid of the hands over my head, brought my mouth back closer to her sex and she again opened her leg. A warm, deep snort that she could feel. I repeated the sniff two or three times taking away her sighs and as she imagined then falling out of my mouth I climbed up again gently and slowly rubbing my lips on her body until it reached to her breasts after kissing them, biting them and sucking them back down, repeating operation downhill, and repeat operation ascending and descending and so forth till when coming down I noticed her entirely wet. After my third or fourth climb, she hadn't resisted and every time I went up again she would take the opportunity to masturbate a little bit getting all lapped-up and in broad daylight with her pubic glitter. At this point I decided to penetrate it. Until then I had remained underwear and in a position that did not allow him to touch or hold my penis. I wanted it to be a total surprise for her. Was it big? Was it small? She certainly felt when we danced but it was different; jeans, half tight pants and panties are things that deceive. With her lying there and me on my knees in front of her legs, she noticed that I was undressing myself, and opened up a little more the legs into a father-mother position trying to see me. It was all a surprise to her, the caresses and posture and form of penetration with my left hand now yes stroking his grill. And also my size: I'm no phenomenon of greeting, but my twenty-two and half houses something that in my opinion helps very much: another six and one-half diameters and this is well served. At first I penetrated halfway through, watching her face closely and her reaction as she gasped and moaned for pleasure with that facial expression of myotomy which Master & Johnson had observed to be characteristic of the plateau phase when enjoyment occurs. Let me tell you about this technique: the subsequent penetrations, performed quickly after the first one, if carried out with almost complete removal of the clitoris, give a woman a feeling of redoubled pleasure. The reason is simple. Firstly, the entrance gives great pleasure to the woman; secondly, air! That's right! Air penetrating at that moment of semi-retraction of the member and new, more vigorous penetration are highly stimulating for the woman - and also for the man! From then on she did not restrain herself and her previous low moan went up...and much so! She was writhing and I noticed that from the sixth or seventh go-go she started having multiple orgasms! I couldn't believe it! It had never been so easy to make fun of a woman as many times. In one of those twists, for fear of slipping away, being lightweight, I stopped caressing her with my left hand and bringing both hands on her buttocks raised her closer to me, holding her firmly, making the next sequence deeper and thus saw her throw two arms overhead emitting real screams of pleasure. She was in fact a bit scandalous and that throwing her arms backwards scared me a little, so I slowly slowed down until it stopped. I didn't make fun of it. But it seemed as if she had made fun! At first I imagined her menstruating or bleeding for some other reason; then I found out not to be the case: she had such an amazing lubrication system that it would flow through her legs! Having realized that I was still hard and hadn't yet enjoyed myself, now totally uninhibited she took me into her hands and started sucking on me, wanting to mock me like this. But that was not what I had in mind for the moment; frightened, he was a bit flaccid. Meanwhile, I let her suck me for some moments and then gently removed his head wrapped it in a towel and took him into the pool. It was a warm night and a dip would be welcome, relaxing In Italy from Piedmont region of Canale province is made the most magnificent Amaretto which any human being can drink. I don't just use it for drinking. A long time ago I decided to replace champagne with amaretto for the famous waterfall. I call it Cascata di Piemonte! And this was my next step. Sitting her on the pool bar counter, I filled two long glasses with plenty of crushed ice and made a couple shots of amaretto. As she drank it she gave a face of delightful surprise - amaretto is really fantastic - and her beautiful young smile spread wide reflecting her perfect teeth in moonlight. The liquid descended between her breasts and made its way at just the right speed to your mount of Venus. When it threatened to overtake you, I placed my lips on the bottom part of his bowl so as to let the fluid first run through it all then dissolve it in the end. If only Piedmont's craftsmen knew the process that I discovered for blessing such a precious liquid! New waterfalls, new dives and beautiful plush towels well rubbed onto our skin left us ready to begin again. On the way home, already naked without embarrassment, then she really had a chance to see me as good Arab with dagger in laughter and so I sat her by the bedside Balinese style at just the right time and let her suck on me for a few moments. I then positioned her on my knees in the middle of the bed, but closer to the headboard, looking out over the whole length of it and opening up her legs so as to keep her well balanced with a standing torso. It makes the couple not know whether they are concerned with their own enjoyment or that of each other. The position in which I left her, you see well, she was being sucked while, with my left arm because it's small, I circled around her thigh from outside and reached for her ass gently stroking his anus, and with the other one I kept masturbating myself, not so much to excite me but more to provide him a highly erotic view of my pussy. It was, in fact, an exhibition punch where I held the base of my penis longer than usual when you want to have fun by this means, leaving your eyes wide open and head upward for excitement. And still left his arms free, one to lean slightly on my chest, balancing himself perfectly and another so that she could also caress herself, which he knew how to do masterfully, reaching at some point a phenomenal speed! At this point "a" surprise: between moans and bouncing back and forth, which made it difficult for me to continue sucking her and penetrate her with my tongue in a certain way, came into my mouth an outpouring of slightly bitter taste together with an extremely loud cry, a mixture of pleasure and amazement. In principle I imagined that by some misfortune he had been offered a small pee-pee. However, at the time the thickness of the liquid and later on in conversation made me realize that actually I'd ejaculated her. Yes, the term goes in italics because I never believed this would happen ... until then. When I realized that it had been an unbelievable fun, I got too excited and thought I should give back: I ran my arm which was still wrapped around her thigh and caressing the anus to neck height and made her bend over my cockpit burying him in his mouth. The time was right. As soon as she sucked me two or three times came the enjoyment. So the first and second jets, this last one stronger all went into her mouth. The others hit part of her face as she was trying to get out from her mouth and another ripped air back over my body along with other runoff that follows enjoyment. The fact that even though she had also laughed in my mouth caused me a momentary apprehension. How would she react to that laughter in her mouth? Some women don't like it... It wasn't her case. Next thing you know, she's putting her fingers in my face and wiping it off. And then licking them all over me like a rite of passage so that at the end we can grab our glasses... I've also learned that as for the ritual of licking myself and all over me, this came from observing cats with whom she spent a lot of time, and her mouth-fuckin', well...this is something I have made it my business to repeat at least once a week with the most incredible woman I ever met who says she loves me and I accept that competitors say they don't know what I saw in her.