13 comments/ 53399 views/ 7 favorites A Beautiful and Magical Day By: PeoriaDan Lying here in bed this morning, my mind naturally returns to that magic day in my life like no other that I can recall. Just thinking about it again gives me that erotic tinkle running down my spine and focusing on my most erogenous area of my body. The clarity and detail that I recall is most amazing as I lie here and reminisce about the plethora of feelings the coursed through my mind and body for those several days in December of 2002. Interestingly it all started because of my husband. His fantasy is to watch me make love to another man. We played this fantasy out over and over during our 30+ years of marriage with me seemingly playing along most of the times with less than enthusiastic responses on my part. With him however it seemed to be a deep desire and fetish that I simply didn't understand. Nonetheless he would occasionally tell me stories that had me hot and responsive way beyond our normal lovemaking. I was shocked and surprised when unbeknownst to me, he signed me up for several casual sex sites with a profile indicating I was a hot middle age women seeking a casual affair with a hot man. Until that moment, I never really realized that such sites even existed and certainly would never have had the motivation or the courage to put myself out there. I got my first e-mails from guys and thought there must be some mistake but the kept coming and finally my husband admitted to putting the ads on various dating sites. At first, I was shocked and I think I just pretended to be shocked as more and more guys wrote me suggestive and explicit notes. I must admit to being somewhat of a tease and throughout my life have enjoyed flirting with guys and basking in the reaction they exhibited to my sexual being. I learned early in life that I was built for sex and my persona while being quite Midwestern conservative nonetheless had a tint of the sexual person the I felt deep inside was the real me. Men/ boys invariably reacted to my innuendoes much to my great pleasure. I thrilled to the response I received from guys and basked in their desire for me. But, I was always a bit too straight to actually cash in on these responses and settled in on being a bit of a tease throughout my whole life. These e-mails however affected me differently. The anonymity of the email format allowed me to open up my teasing and to take it a bit further than I ever felt comfortable with in real life. After many email exchanges, a few guys actually caught my fancy. One in particular was an architect in Baltimore, MD and we enjoyed literally hundreds of sexy flirting emails for over a year. My husband was delighted to be the recipient of my heightened sexual responsiveness I acquired from flirting with Ted during that time, and I knew that he was enjoying me being "hot' much of the day as Ted wrote me very sexy letter in an attempt to get me to meet him for an afternoon of "fun". The idea of meeting him sent me into an intense sexual tizzy constantly but for some reason I resisted all his propositions because I was a happily married woman and it just didn't seem to be the thing to do. I did have sex with him however several times over the phone. Something I couldn't have ever imagined I would ever do. The first time, I actually initiated it when we were chatting on-line and I just got tired of typing so having his phone number, I called him. "ring, ring, you phone is ringing" I wrote. I don't know who was more nervous me or him as he answered the phone. I remember clearly, it was a Sunday afternoon and my husband was somewhere and his wife was out doing her real estate business. Ted and I were flirting on-line. When I called him on the phone it was if we were long lost lovers. Immediately he took charge and before I knew what had happened, I was lying on my bed with vibrator in hand as Ted talked me through several magnificent orgasms. I had never done anything like this but it was really good. Later that day, I confessed to my husband what had happened and we had fantastic sex reliving my phone session with Ted that day. After that first time, Ted talked me into several other sessions that always ended up with fantastic sex between My husband and I, but ultimately that phone sex thing just didn't do it for me anymore and we drifted away from continuing on that path. But my relationship with Ted grew over the next year or so. He became more than a lover and I actually began to love him in a way that was obviously different than the love I felt for my husband. I asked myself lots if it was possible to love two men at the same time and I don't think I ever resolved that conundrum in my mind but looking back I think that I truly did love Ted while loving my husband at the same time but in a different way. Ted was intelligent, funny, sexy, and very attentive. Hardly a day went by when I didn't receive a nice note from him telling me that he was thinking about me and desiring me. He made me feel sexy, important, and beautiful. My husband had been my husband for 30+ years and our relationship was significantly different. With Ted, I felt like he appreciated me and desired me 24 hours a day. As my relationship with Ted grew, my life with my husband was very hot as well, but I think it was hot because of Ted. I shared most of my communications with Ted with my husband and it always ended is some great sex but it left me a bit cold thinking about the fact that my husband was most sexy when he was fantasizing about me with another man. I don't understand how that works but it certainly seemed to work for him. Then the perfect storm hit me at a time when I was most vulnerable. I remember it clearly. It was just before Christmas in the year 2002. My husband had to travel to Germany and Holland for about 10 days and left me alone at home in Virginia. Christmas had always been an intense family time for us and here I was away from my family in Kansas and my husband was in Europe. I was alone and I was lonely. At the same time, I was doing well in my business and it happened that my mentor was having a seminar on Sunday in Philadelphia about 4 hours drive from my home. It also seemed that subconsciously while my husband was away that my communication with Ted became more frequent and more intense. I let slip that I was going up to Philadelphia for the seminar on Sunday. I never even gave a thought to the fact that I had to drive through Baltimore to get to Philadelphia but Ted picked up on that immediately. At first he just suggested that I stop in Baltimore to have lunch with him on the way but he pushed further to have me spend the night in Baltimore on Sat and drive on into Philadelphia on Sunday morning. At first I rejected the idea out of hand but he had several days to work on me and as the days went by and my husband was in Europe, my resistance weakened. So in the end, I agreed to meet him in Baltimore on that Saturday in December 2002. When I finally agreed, I immediately went into a serious psychological meltdown. Should I go or should I not go. I had a couple days to decide and I can't tell you how conflicted I was during those two days. I must have changed my mind hundreds of times as I considered all the ramifications of my decision. My mind was conflicted but my body certainly was not. I walked around in a constant state of sexual arousal for at least 48 hours. At night when I crawled into bed, I could not sleep thinking about what it would be like to lie next to Ted and have him do all the things he had written to me and spoken to me about on the phone. Each night, I was forced to take matters into my own hands along with my trusty vibrator and relieve the sexual tension that was ever building. Finally the night before I was to go meet Ted the next day, I was a basket case. I wanted to do it but didn't want to violate my wedding vows. Despite the fact that my husband and I had talked often about me making love to another guy, it was just a fantasy and this was real. I don't think I slept at all that Friday night knowing what was to transpire the next day. Saturday morning broke bright, and cold. I awoke early (I really don't know if I even slept) but by 6:00 am, I was wide awake and scared to death. I had so much going through my mind from what to wear to whether to go or not. I had to make a decision. As I stood under the hot shower early that morning, I could feel my body awaken to the desire I knew awaited me in Baltimore. I don't ever remember feeling so sexually aroused and aware of my needs. This day represented a new horizon of life that I had never contemplated before a few weeks or months before. I was married early in my life and my husband was my one man. Here I was in my 50's contemplating having a sexual affair with another man. It scared the crap out of me while at the same time creating the most intense sexual desires I had ever experienced. With the hot water running down my back and me soaping my most private parts, I made the final decision that I wanted this. Maybe I was being selfish but I wanted to experience what lay ahead of me that day and damn the consequences. The first decision was made, now what to wear. My closet was filled with clothes but nothing really that I would describe as sexy "having an affair" kind of clothes. I wanted to look really sexy for Ted but what. I had some sexy thong panties that would work but I really didn't have a sexy bra to match so that stressed me out even more. I surveyed my closet and amazingly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the soft leather pants that I had purchase recently. I loved the way they fit and my husband always complimented me on how sexy my butt looked in the leather pants so I made my mind up that black leather pants was the armor I would wear for Ted. I had the perfect sweater top in a red cable knit mock turtle that was silky soft and very sexy as it accented my rather large breasts. Standing at the mirror that morning, I never felt sexier and could feel myself oozing sex from all my pores. I was still nervous but I was also committed as I hauled my bags to my red BMW and began my 3 hour drive to Baltimore. As I mentioned, the day was bright, sunny, and cold but it was perfect for what I was anticipating. I drove smoothly with the radio blasting out Cheryl Crow and her songs that always made me feel sexy. Around the beltway in Washington DC, I begin to once again experience the nervous jitters. I was only a ½ hour away from hitting the outskirts of Baltimore and doubts were seeping into my mind. I attempted to fight them off by turning up the music ever louder but I was flooded with contradictory emotions that almost had me turning back or bypassing Baltimore and heading direct to Philadelphia. As I crossed the river bridge in Baltimore and saw my exit, I knew it was now or never, My BMW seemed to steer itself to the off ramp and I followed the directions that Ted had given me to the harbor side Marriott in downtown Baltimore. I was committed now and it was too late to turn back. I cautiously pulled into the hotel and was greeted by the valet staff. Unloading my bags, I turned toward the front door and there was Ted standing there to meet me. My heart thumped in my chest so loudly that I knew the doorman could hear and knew exactly what was happening. The guilt feelings rushed through me like never before. I had played out this scenario in my head over and over and this was NOT how I imagined it. Ted rushed to me and took me in his arms right in front of the Marriot staff and despite the intense sexual desire I was feeling, I was also embarrassed about being so public. After all, I was having an affair and the man was not my husband. How could he be so cavalier about the situation?' I kissed him lightly and quickly began to follow the doorman to the check in desk. I checked in while Ted stood beside me, and I can tell you it was a most uncomfortable situation. Ted didn't want to use his card as he didn't want his wife to know and I had assumed that he would have already had a room so I could sneak upstairs without all this public exposure. Finally I was checked in and we headed to the elevators. We stepped in and the door closed behind us. I looked at Ted and he looked at me and for a moment, we were both shy and a bit embarrassed. Then he moved towards me and our lips met. It was the first passionate kiss between us and it was s doosey. I could feel it all the way down to my toes. I thought he was going to begin undressing me right there in the elevator. But finally we reached our floor and went to my room. Once inside, I went to the window and looked out over the harbor at an absolutely beautiful site. It was noon and I was feeling hungry so mentioned that we could go back downstairs and have lunch. Ted had other ideas. Suddenly there was a knock on the door as the man brought my bag to the room. Ted tipped the guy as I stood looking out the window and then I felt him move in closely behind me. His lips were exploring my neck and sending chills up and down my back. I wanted lunch but saw immediately that he wanted me for lunch. As he kissed my neck, his arms enveloped me and I felt him place his hands over my breasts. Now I was sunk, there was not way that I was going to change the direction he was taking me nor did I want to. The 3 hour drive to Baltimore had more than gotten me ready to receive him as my lover, it had caused me to absolutely scream inside for release of the sexual tension I was feeling. My underpants felt soaking wet from my arousal and I knew that I had to get relief soon. This moment in time is frozen in my mind as I faced outward towards the view and Ted caressed my breasts and nuzzled my neck for the very first time. I could hear his breath quicken as my own heart beat faster. As he pressed tightly against me, I could feel he was his hard erection grinding against my ass. My black leather pants were thin and nothing was left to the imagination. Slowly I turned into his arms and as I tilted my head back from him, he was staring into my eyes. I could read the lust and desire written across his face as our lips met in an intensely passionate kiss. I felt my knees go week and without his support, I surely would have collapsed. I wanted him to make love to me like I have never wanted anything so much in my life. I knew that he felt the same way as we moved toward the bed. With his support, he lowered me gently to the bed and then lay next to me. We were fully dressed still but he made it clear that he wanted to undress me. This was exactly how I had envisioned our meeting together. It was so romantic as I felt him begin to explore my body through my clothes and then begin to move his hands up under my sweater to feel my swollen breasts and hard nipples. From our many conversations, I knew that Ted was a very oral person, and as he began to undress me, he also began a slow descending movement with his lips down my body. He gently removed my sweater and unclasped my bra. My breasts uncovered were the obvious target for his lips as he nuzzled and tickled my turgid nipples with this lips and tongue. I could feel the cool air in the room cause goose pimples all over my chest as he left slight saliva residue across my breasts and nipples. I was so aroused that his kisses felt like fire and still he moved lower. I could feel him unfasten my black leather pants and begin to slide them down over my hips. His hot breath was concentrated just above the line of my thong as I gently raised my hips to allow him to slide my pants further down. When he finally got me totally naked, he hesitated only momentarily as he looked at me. I lay there totally naked for another man for the first time in over 30+ years and I was luxuriating in the feeling of being idolized by my new lover. I could see it in his eyes as took in the beauty that was my female body. I could virtually smell the odor that I was emitting due to my overt state of arousal. I wanted him to touch me, to do whatever he wanted with me. After over a period or 2 years or more of attempting to get me this position, it was unbelievable to me that I lay there totally naked, my pulse racing, and my face flushed with extreme arousal. Ted was a gentle and a very caring lover. I first felt his hot breath on my inner thighs which are always extremely sensitive but today it felt as if fire was coming from his mouth. His tongue gently licked me all around my pussy but I could tell he was teasing me as he studiously avoided my core. Gently he spread my legs further as he explored ever closer and closer to the ultimate target. I closed my eyes and allowed my full concentration turn to what I was feeling and what Ted was doing to me. No longer did I feel any embarrassment or hesitation, in for a penny, in for a pound. The next thing I knew Ted was lifting my legs up so that the soles of my feet were flat on the bed. My thighs were apart and I was unconditionally exposed to my lover. His tongue continued to explore ever more closely to my pussy and I felt him spread my ass cheeks apart and his tongue flick across my anus and lap up my peritoneum. The shivers ran up my back and concentrated themselves in my mind. My mind sent the shivers back down to my pussy and I shook with anticipation. He was becoming more and more aggressive with his wonderful tongue and as he split my labia open, I could feel his tongue snake into my pussy farther than I had ever felt a tongue before. He greedily lapped at my pussy both taking and leaving more juices as he fucked me with his tongue. God, I said to myself, what is he doing? Never had I experienced anything quite like that feeling. It was so warm and smooth feeling as his tongue penetrated me and then lapped upward just catching the lower part of my clitoris. He continued like this for several minutes taking me right to edge of my first orgasm. I could feel it so close and I was concentrating so hard to make it happen but just couldn't quite get there. My pulse must have been racing almost at it max and I wanted to cum so badly but it seemed the more he lapped at me, the more frustrated I became. Finally, I had to tell him that I need stronger stimulation of my clitoris to get to my first orgasm. I don't know how it would be with anyone other the Ted but he was absolutely committed to giving me pleasure. Slowly he worked his way back up by way of my breast which he stopped off at only briefly to suckle each hard nipple into his magnificent mouth. Finally he arrived back up to me and our mouths searched each other out hungrily. His kiss was wonderful and maybe he was the best kisser I ever recall experiencing. I could taste my own juices on his lips and tongue as he pushed his tongue deeply into my mouth. I could tell at that point that his tongue was very long and knew why what he had been doing to my pussy had felt so wonderful and different. He broke the kiss and moved towards my neck and then I heard him whisper in my ear "My darling lover, please tell me exactly what you want me to do for you, I will do absolutely anything. I want this day to be remembered forever." I took his hand and moved it down to my clitoris and told him "I need stronger stimulation to get the first orgasm. After that, I promise you I will be able to respond to most anything you wish" I was almost there anyway but as he began to make circles around and across my clitoris, I immediately raised up a notch on the orgasm scale. I told him "a little harder, not faster just more pressure". He responded by saying "Donna, I love you and I want to make you feel better that you have ever felt. It is my sincere desire to be your slave today and do anything, ANYTHING, for your pleasure" God when said that and even before he was through, I began convulsing with the power of my first orgasm. It hit so hard and was so powerful, I screamed out louder than I think I had ever screamed with my husband. God I can still remember that first orgasm, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. A Beautiful and Magical Day As I began to come back down from that, Ted continued to stimulate my clitoris and again I launched into an amazing orgasm. Over and over, Ted made me cum. I don't usually count but it must have been at least 6-8 orgasms later before I had to remove his hand so I could have a break. He held me tight as I quivered in his arms. His mouth continued to kiss me and I grabbed his back to hold on tightly. I was totally drenched from the sweat of the exertion. He said "That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. When you are experiencing orgasm, you become an absolute sex goddess. Show me more ways to make you cum; I will do anything for you". That rocked my soul. Here was a man who for the first time making love to me was totally focused on me. Focused on what I wanted and I could feel the sincerity of his convictions. It hit me at that moment that I felt the same way. I wanted to give him extraordinary pleasure just as his goal was to give me pleasure. I realized that I would do absolutely anything for my lover at that moment. I don't know if I had every felt that way but I was willing to submit to anything to get and receive pleasure from this beautiful and wonderful man. What I wanted to do, no what I needed to do was to feel his cock in my hands. So far, he had been the one taking the lead but I needed to feel him and see his cock. I moved my hands down so that I took his balls into my right hand and my left hand encircled his cock. He was very hard. Obviously he was every bit as turned on as I was. He felt very thick, maybe even thicker than my husband, and there was a plenty of cock sticking out above my hand as I enveloped him. I love the feel of power when I am fondling and stroking my husbands cock and I wanted to see how Ted would react to this skill as well. He rolled over a bit to give me better access and I heard his breath escape as I closed my hand around him. His balls were big and swollen with his cum and I wanted to feel him release in me very soon. I didn't want him to cum with my hand so I kissed my way down his stomach and when I got to a level point with I cock, I had to explore with my eyes how wonderful it looked. As I move it around for a look at the underside my tongue snaked out of my mouth and licked the tip. I noticed a bit of clear liquid sitting on his cock and I touched my tongue to it and tasted the saltiness of his pre-cum and lapped my tongue al around the head to make certain I cleaned up all that was there. He tasted and looked yummy. By this time he was moaning and I could feel his heart beating as the blood pumped into his cock. I was concerned that he would cum too quickly and I was certainly not ready to end this session so I moved back upward to him and inserted my tongue into his mouth so he could share the taste of his own juices just as I had moments before. I told him "I would love to have your tongue on my clitoris again now. Please Ted, make me soar again." Boy, that did it, he immediately worked his way back down and with me laying on my back and my thighs spread wide, he began what I found to be the most amazing tongue lashing every. I never knew it could be this way. Ted was obviously an expert with that long glorious tongue. Within minutes, I was once again climbing the orgasm scale and boom, I was shaking and screaming. I reached down so that my hands were in Ted's hair and pushed his face tighter against my clitoris. I was becoming very sensitive but I was not about to let him quit what he was doing. When he would bring me to orgasm, he would then move off and lap at my pussy and ass until I calmed down and then go right back to focusing on my clitoris. Over and over he made this circuit and each time I cried out and shouted as the orgasm coursed through my body. He also inserted a couple of fingers into my pussy so that he could curl his fingers upward to stimulate my G-Spot. God was that good. My orgasms became more intense and got to the point where a new orgasm followed so closely on the heels of the previous one that it was like floating on an ocean of waves going up and down. There was no way to count how many orgasms I had because it was just like one continuous screaming, spasm in my body. After I had experienced so many orgasms, I was beginning to fade. My legs were in constant spasm but I felt amazing. I knew I had to have his cock inside me though and I literally begged him to fuck me. I said "Ted, I need you in me, Ted, please, I need you in me" I don't now if he ignored me or just was too in to what he was doing but I begged him for at least two more circuits of orgasm, and ass/pussy licking before I screamed out "Ted, I need you to fuck me. Please Ted, fuck me." He broke away finally and rose up. I was laying there going limp with my eyes closed. He said "Donna, open you eyes." When I opened my eyes, he was staring at me with a huge smile on his face. He said "Donna, tell me again." I said "what?" and he said "Tell me again." God, I wanted him to take me and quit playing games. "Fuck me. Ted, fuck me" I said. That was what he wanted to hear. All guys must like their lover to beg them. I usually felt uncomfortable when my husband wanted me to say that but today I was prepared to do ANYTHING for my new lover. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" I was either saying or that was going through my mind. Who knows at that point, all I knew was that I wanted his cock in me immediately. I raised my hips up and he stuffed a pillow under my ass so that my pelvis was rotated upwards towards him. He moved closer and brought my legs up so I rotated more. When he was close enough, he said "Take my cock in your hand and show me where you want it." No problem I thought. I wanted him and I wanted him now. My hand circled his cock and I aligned it with my pussy. He shuffled forward a bit more and I felt him put his hands on the back of my thighs and push them up and over me so that they were flat against my chest. Slowly he began to penetrate me with his cock. I felt the head move in and felt my pussy stretching to accommodate him. He was in only about an inch or so and he was moving in a rotating movement pattern but I wanted him in me. He was teasing me. Again he said "Open your eyes and tell me what you want." I have a habit of closing my eyes when I am having sex. It is hard to keep them open and even when they are open, I can't focus too well, but I opened my eyes and he could tell just by looking at my eyes that I was pleading with him to fuck me. I said it anyway, "Ted, please don't tease me, please fuck me, I need to feel your cock inside me" Just as I finished saying that, he plunged into me and buried his cock all the way. My eyes sprang open in surprise as he began to withdraw and then again plunge deeply into me. He was pressing hard against my thighs so that he could get maximum penetration and I don't know if it was the position or the fact that Ted's cock was longer than my husbands but he was hitting on the bottom of my pussy with each stroke. All I know is that I had never been so filled up before. He was getting into a rhythm now as he plunged in and out of me. God it felt good and I could feel another orgasm coming on. When it hit me, I screamed and my legs went straight out. I was so strong; he couldn't hold my legs up against my chest. My legs went out and wrapped around him to pull him in further. My hands went to his ass as I pulled him against me. I could feel my fingernails biting into his flesh and my orgasm racked my body. He just continued to pound away as I squirmed and screamed with pleasure. I wanted him to fuck me harder and faster and I told him so. We were like animals thrashing about. We were both totally wet with sweat and our bodies slapped against each other. I was out of control. I wanted him deeper, faster, and longer than I have ever wanted anything before. I could tell that Ted was tiring but I wanted his seed. I wanted to watch him cum while I had my legs wrapped around him. I told him "I want you to cum in me, please cum in me". I could feel another orgasm coming and I could also feel Ted tightening up in my arms. All the sudden without notice, we both achieved an ultimate orgasm. I screamed out and Ted screamed out even louder. I had never heard a man scream that loud as he came. He was in me deep and driving deeper as I felt the hot flash of his juices as that splashed into my pussy walls. It was fire and I could feel his cock spasm as he shot gusher after gusher into me. After what seemed like minutes of filling me with his liquid fire, he collapsed on top of me and we both struggled to catch our breaths. I didn't want him to pull out of me but I couldn't breath so I rolled him off the side. I could feel his hard wet cock lying against my thigh as we held each other in a post-coital embrace. We kissed and giggled a bit like teenagers as we basked in the aftermath of the most magnificent sex I had ever experienced. Ted nibbled on my lips and his tongue wouldn't stay still as he licked and nibbled me like he wanted to eat me up. Slowly our breathing settled down and we were able to relax. We did not part however. Neither of us wanted to move away but needed to be close to our new lover. After about 10 minutes however, I realized that Ted had snoozed off. Still I didn't move away but held him in my arms as he lightly snored in my ear. I could still feel the heat of our sex as well as smell both our fluids. Ted was leaking out of my pussy and dribbling down the back of my leg, but I didn't care. It only reminded me that I had just had great sex. It was a perfect moment for reflection on what had happened as Ted lay in my arms. I remembered how I changed my mind about meeting Ted today and almost didn't come. I also reflected back about the moment just before my first orgasm when I realized that I wanted to give back to this beautiful man every bit as much pleasure as he had given me. I don't ever recall feeling that way before. Sex with my husband was always good but with him, there was always time to do again the next day. With Ted, this one afternoon might be the only time I would be able to experience him and I wanted, no needed it to last as long as possible. I didn't know if Ted would be able to go on again after a rest, but I knew that I was feeling that familiar tingling feeling in my pussy and knew that I needed more. Later: I must have dozed off as well. As my body began to cramp up, I had to readjust my position and realized that some time had gone by since my last conscious thoughts. I could still feel Ted's juices wet against my butt and thighs and without thinking moved my hand behind me to wipe it away. My hand came back wet and glistening and I looked at and felt the urge to taste it. Slowly, I moved my hand up to my face and the aroma was quite pleasant and very sexy. I touched my hand to my tongue to taste our combined juices and was pleasantly surprised to realize that our combined juices tasted differently than either him or me singly. It was nice and I tongued all the liquid off my hand and savored the flavor. As I readjusted my position, Ted rolled over onto his back and I was able to recover my arm that had been lying under his neck. I sat up and stared at my lover. He looked so peaceful as he lay there recovering from our exhilaration of earlier. I noted the hair on his chest and began to lightly rub my hand through it as if tickling him. He didn't respond and my touch remained light. That was a distinct difference to my husband who had virtually no chest hair. Further down, I could see Ted's cock flaccid and flopping against his leg. He was circumcised and the head of his cock was exposed instead of being withdrawn into a foreskin like my husbands. That was intriguing. Additionally, it seemed much bigger in the flaccid state as compared to my husband. I had read somewhere that men were either showers or growers. My husband was obviously a grower as his cock when flaccid was small but when it became hard it grew by 3-4 times it's flaccid state. Ted's on the other had seemed about as big as a hard cock even when flaccid so I chuckled when I thought Ted must be a shower meaning his cock showed itself off even when soft  With that thought, I got the silly ideal of showering Ted's cock with kisses while he slept to see if I could make it hard without him waking up. I moved down and began to gently lick at his balls and then up the shaft. Again, I could taste our combined juices and I really liked the taste. I don't know why I had never done this before with my husband. I took my hand and picked his cock up off his leg and opened my mouth so I could envelope it with my lips. With my tongue, I began to stimulate the little spot on the underside of the head. Ted moved ever so slightly so I got more careful and very gently began to take his cock all the way into my mouth and while sucking, moved my head upward so that I pulled on his cock as I slid up the length. It was beginning to work and I could feel his cock begin to respond as the blood rushed in. I don't know if he was still asleep or playing possum but I continued and before I knew it, it was hard again. I was so happy. He chuckled so I knew that he was awake as I became more vigorous with my head bobbing up and down on his cock. He tasted so good and I wanted him to feel good and I loved every minute of it. After about 5 minutes of this, he was very hard and his breathing was coming quicker. I didn't know if he could cum again so quickly but kept my head bobbing going. I felt his hand on my ass and it was trying to move my butt up towards his head. I assumed he wanted to join in the fun so I rose up and moved myself upwards until my knees were resting on either side of his head. He placed both hands on my ass and pulled me downward so he could get to my pussy. It suddenly hit me that I was still full of his cum and I could feel it running out of my pussy in this position. I hesitated a moment before letting myself be pulled down to his mouth but he said "You look so gorgeous and wet, I want to lick you clean. " Now this was a new thing. I recall my husband talking about a cream pie. He had once told me a story about me making love to Ted and after he left the hotel room, my husband came and joined me in the bed that was still warm from my lover. He said he wanted to experience a real cream pie after I had made love to my lover. That seemed strange to me as I'm certain my husband had absolutely ZERO homosexual leanings. Nonetheless, it was his story and I certainly could tell that he was turned on by the idea. So despite my hesitation I wasn't about to deny him this pleasure or any pleasure for that matter as I lowered myself downward so that his tongue could reach my pussy. He immediately stuck his tongue into my pussy and I could actually hear him lapping up the juices that were by this time pouring out of my pussy. For some reason, this really turned me on. Sex is mostly in the mind, and my mind had already decided to let go today and enjoy everything that Ted wanted. With Ted eagerly lapping at my pussy, I turned back to my job of sucking his cock. I think I enjoyed sucking Ted's cock more that I had ever enjoyed that before. My mind had found a new place and I wanted to give him the maximum pleasure. But in the end, it was me who was the first to experience another orgasm. Ted was the master at stimulating me with his tongue. It was as if his tongue was a vibrator. It was flicking back and forth across my clitoris and then ramming into my pussy so quickly that I was screaming and shaking all over again and again. With each orgasm, I could feel Ted's cum being pushed out of my pussy and hear Ted lapping it up. God, how many organisms can you have in one day? Who cares, I loved it and I wanted more. Maybe a record? We were both really into our respective responsibilities and he gave me fantastic orgasms. I wanted to give him one too but it wasn't working. I sucked and sucked until my jaw and head were stiffening up but he couldn't cum again. Finally, I had to take a different tack so I pushed up and turned around. I straddled him and took his cock and placed it at the opening to my pussy. Looking him straight in the eye, I slowly lowered myself down on his cock until it was fully buried in my pussy. As I leaned forward, he raised his head and our tongues met for more exploration. I could taste what he had tasted and it really set me off again. He felt so good inside me again so I began to move up and down on his cock as his hands came up to fondle my breasts. I was really pumping now and he began to pinch my nipples. I love that and immediately I began to cum again. I was racing up and down on him as he continued to pinch my nipples and my orgasms kept on coming one right after the next. Still he didn't cum and finally I ran out of gas and collapsed on his chest. I told him "I'm sorry I can't make you cum again." And he replied that "I'm almost there, please use your mouth again. I think I can get there soon". I rose off him and again I took his cock in my hand and I wanted to give him the best blow job he had ever had. This time, I also took his balls in my hand and massaged them as I twirled my tongue around the head of his cock with each up and down movement. My finger also played across his ass and I could tell he liked that. Wetting my finger, I pushed it into his ass just a little ways and pressed upward against his prostate as I continued to suck and tickle his cock with my mouth and tongue. I felt his balls pulling up and before I knew it, he was arching his back off the bed and he exploded into my mouth with a huge flow of cum again. I was surprised, there was no build up, he just exploded. I don't know if intended to let him cum in my mouth but he didn't leave me room to make that decision. I could feel his balls releasing his cum and his sphincter captured my finger hard so I couldn't pull out. His cum splashed against the back of my throat and I struggled to swallow it all. When I pulled his cock out of my mouth, he continued to spurt and a couple of squirts splashed across my breasts. Just as before, when he came, it let out a roar that must have been heard throughout the hotel. I felt power as a woman creating such a pleasure jolt in my lover. I felt rewarded that I had given him as well as he had given me. I felt very much love for this man at that moment. He let out his breath and exclaimed "WOW, God you are fantastic. Come here". He wanted me to come up and hold him. He wanted me to kiss him and share his cum with him. So many new experiences today and again I was willing to do anything for him. Our lips met and we shared our juices once again through our tongues. It was very erotic and I lay beside him and held once more in a post-coital hug. What an experience. Never had I had so many orgasms in one day. I was exhausted but fulfilled. It was abut 3:00 in the afternoon and we had been going at it for 2 hours. Ted was a 60+ year old man and he was amazing. 2 ejaculations in 3 hours and he gave me so many orgasms in return. We were both in heaven and totally worn out. I could feel my pussy getting a little sore and thought that what a day this had been. It wasn't over yet however: We just lay in each others arms for a very long time. We were both tired but as I began to realize Ted was not finished yet. Even as we lay there, his hands were busy fondling my breasts and caressing my butt. He loved to move softly across my skin leaving a trail of goose bumps. I just laid there and enjoyed everything he was doing. I was surprised when he moved down on the bed and rolled me over on my back. He wanted to look at me. At first I was embarrassed but immediately remembered the pledge to myself to let Ted do whatever he wanted to do. A Beautiful and Magical Day He spread my legs apart and moved his head very close to my pussy. I could feel his fingers opening me up as he explored every inch of my private parts. He pushed my leg us so my feet were flat on the bed. He pushed a finger into me and then 2. He spread me open and stared deep into my core. He moved his hands downward and spread my ass open and explored my little hole. With a finger he tickled my ass and then tickled my pussy. Next he asked me "Show me how you masturbate". What? I was shocked at first. He as asked me to bring my favorite sex toy with me today and I had a vibrator in my bag. I told him where it was and he got up and retrieved it for me. He plugged it in and handed it over while he took his place down between my legs once again. I turned on the vibrator and began to work my clitoris over with it. I didn't know if I was capable of cumming again but he was convinced that I could. With him looking on, I found myself enjoying the exhibitionist side of my personality. I was getting very turned on again. I could feel my clitoris getting very hard and knew soon that I would be soon having a wonderful orgasm. As my orgasm built up, I felt him insert 2 fingers into me with the palm of his hand facing up. In that position he was able to flex his fingers and rub my G-Spot and, with the added stimulation, I launched into an immediate orgasm. Once again it surprised me with the force of that first one and before I knew it I was cumming over and over again just as before. Ted removed his fingers and moved up to lie beside me. My eyes were closed as orgasm after orgasm racked my body. I knew that Ted was watching me and I wanted him to enjoy the show. He began kissing me and using that wonderful tongue to assault my mouth while I continued to have wonderful orgasms. He wanted me to continue on and on while he watched. He said "I want to know exactly how you look as you masturbate so the next time we have phone sex I will be able to see you in my mind as I cum along with you." That was a very sexy thing to say and gave me ideas of my own. As my orgasms lessened, I turned the vibrator off and pushed Ted over onto his back and said "It's your turn now buddy, I want to watch you masturbate". His cock was already very hard and sticking straight up in the air. He looked at me and smiled and said "Fair's fair I guess. Remember how I do this so you will always know that when I masturbate, I will be thinking about how beautiful you are when you cum". He slowly began to play with his cock. His hand totally encircled his shaft and slowly he moved up and down. He put saliva on his fingers and rubbed it over his cock head and began to move quicker up and down. He closed his eyes too and I pushed myself up on my elbow for a better look at him masturbating. He continued for several minutes before finally admitting that he didn't think he could cum again so soon. I laid back beside him and cuddled him for a bit. Finally it came to me that we had missed lunch and I was feeling hungry. I suggested we go get something to eat and with that jumped up and got in the shower. I asked him if he wanted to join me but he just lay there while I cleaned up and re-did my hair so it was acceptable to go out to dinner. We walked downstairs and into the underground shopping center and found a nice restaurant to enjoy a meal and a bottle of wine. It was getting on to 6:00 or so now and I knew that our time together was coming to an end. It saddened me to think that he had to go home to his wife and couldn't spend the night. The next morning I was off to Philadelphia for my meeting and who knew if we would ever experience any thing like this afternoon again. Around 7:00 or so, we wandered back up to my room and feeling a bit awkward, we entered the room. I assumed that he would give me a few last kisses and take off for home but after a couple passionate kisses, I could feel his cock getting hard again and that old familiar tingling between my legs. He began to undress me again and next thing I knew, we were both standing there hugging totally naked again. Again new experiences were in store for me and the day was definitely not over. Ted pushed me down onto the bed on my hands and knees with my feet hanging over the edge of the bed. From that position, my naked butt was sticking up in the air and my red and swollen pussy was wide open for him. Exposed as I was I again felt the thrill of my own exhibitionism. Ted liked it too as he stooped down and licked me from the clitoris all the way up to my anus. A thrill ran up my spine and an exclamation of satisfaction escaped my lips. He said "Like that do you? You taste wonderful!". With that he dug in wholeheartedly and I immediately began to coo as Ted licked and sucked my clitoris into his mouth and then moved upward and I could feel his talented tongue penetrate me father than any tongue ever before. Even my anus was not safe because when he got that high, I could feel his tongue circle around my hole and tease itself in an attempt to penetrate. Then back to my clitoris again and up. This time however he lingered on my ass and it seemed he was making love to me with his tongue and I felt him penetrate me just a bit and wow, did that every send the chills up my spine. His focus was now solely on my butt and I could feel his juices dropping down my crack and unbelievably I felt a big orgasm building up from nothing other that stimulation of my ass with his tongue. In this position, he inserted a couple fingers into my pussy and his thumb on my clitoris. With his tongue pushing into my ass, his fingers stimulating my G-Spot and his thumb rubbing my clitoris, I exploded once again. It was never ending it seemed and Ted wanted to give me more and more. I could hear the sloppy noises he was making and he we getting me very wet. I had brought some lubricant with me so Ted grabbed that and stuffed a big glob into my pussy and all over my ass with his fingers. During our email flirting I had told him I was always turned on by the thought of being stuffed full with a guys hand having read a story in my teens about a girl having an older man stick his entire hand into her. Ted obviously remembered that because he stuck 3 fingers deep in my slick pussy and began wiggling them around inside me. He then stuck a forth finger in and began to push harder and hard stretching me wide open. I was wet and slick all over my butt as his hands assaulted my pussy stretching it to maximum. He then took his thumb and inserted it into my ass. I was so lubricated up, it slipped easily into me with no pain, just pure pleasure. With his fingers buried in me and working to get even more inside, I was in heaven. My husband had done this several times before and it never failed to take me over the edge. In fact this is the only way I had ever ejaculated when having an orgasm. This time was no different. Each orgasm was so powerful and I could feel my fluids running down the inside of my thighs and realized I had ejaculated from his hand in me, as he explored me so obscenely. I could feel Ted reach under my chest and take my breast in one had as his other hand continued to work on my pussy. With his pinching my nipple and his hand assaulting my pussy, the orgasms were fantastic. Finally Ted quit and I felt his hands on my hips pull me closer to the edge of the bed. I felt his cock slid up between my ass checks and push against my ass. Now, I had decided that I was going to allow Ted to do anything he wanted to me today but I was never too open to having a cock in my ass. He continued pushing and I could feel myself opening up. I felt his cock head slip through my sphincter. It hurt and I winched so I had to ask Ted to not. I could tell he was disappointed but being the gentleman that he is, he immediately stopped and I felt his cock slide into me. I was so stretched out and wet, I could hardly feel his cock but I could feel him slapping against my ass as he pounded in and out of me. I also felt him slip his thumb into my ass again as he pounded me with his cock. This time I was so turned on that the thumb in my ass actually felt good and felt myself go into orgasm one more time. For the next 5 minutes or so Ted aggressively pumped in and out of me while he stood on the side of the bed with me and my ass sticking up in the air. The height was perfect and he had optimum access to my pussy. I came one more time but I'm not sure if Ted came again or not before he finally slowed down and then stopped. I collapsed onto the bed and rolled over so Ted could join me on the bed. I knew our time together was coming to an end and within 15 minutes he was getting up and getting dressed. I suggested that he take a shower before he went home as I knew he smelled like sex. He refused and I didn't push it. Maybe he wanted it last as long as possible and he could smell me on him for the rest of the night. I don't know but as I stood up and kissed him one last time, he turned and sadly went out the door. That long beautiful magnificent day was at last over. As the door closed, I lay there on the bed totally spent. I didn't know what to do and I felt the immense loss of Ted leaving me alone. I don't know how I felt for certain but knew that at that moment his loss saddened me. I had just experienced the most Beautiful day of my life with a man that I loved a great deal right then. That made me glow with satisfaction and sad at the thought that I would probably never be able to recapture the moment we had shared. I didn't even know if I wanted to, but I knew that I was ecstatic that I had made the decision to take the leap and enjoy what we had today. I knew that I could carry the memories of this extraordinary day with me in my mind forever. I thought for the rest of my life, whenever I was alone with my trusty vibrator, the images I would conjure up to assist me with sexual release would focus on this one day with my lover Ted.