6 comments/ 33430 views/ 0 favorites Before the Marriage By: Softassilk The marriage of Jeanne and Don had happened only seven years ago, but as seniors, they had not forgotten the playfulness of young love as they "courted.". Both had been married before, one spouse developed ovarian cancer, the other had a terminal heart problem, so the excitement sexual passion had been placed on a back burner during those years as they cared for their failing spouses. Almost as if by some quirk, both lost their spouses exactly one month apart. During those long periods of stressful dedication to their spouses, Don and Jeanne had become re-acquainted following a class reunion where they exchanged stories of their spouses illnesses and what they were both going through. Tit was the first time they had actually seen each other since the summer after high school graduation when both went in different directions for college. The brief talk they had during the reunion was really more about their current lives and how difficult it was seeing a spouse in a terminal condition. Those long dreadfully sad days following those losses, both had called the other to tell them of the death of their spouse, but neither could muster the effort to call after that, although both had often thought of each other in the months following. Jeanne was living in the Southwest U.S. and Don was in the Midwest-Great Lakes area, some 2,500 miles apart. But it is strange how things sometimes work out. Being attractive individuals, both were eventually pulled into short term relationships, some even involving a bit of sexual exploration. For Don, the "casserole brigade" was soon out in force, and a number of women who considered him to be a great catch, literally tried to seduced him with food (among other things) in bold attempts to capture this eligible widower. At sixty, he was still handsome, charming and had a wonderful reputation in the eyes of women for wonderful and loving care he had provided for his late wife. Likewise, Jeanne, a striking blond, had no trouble attracting men, having had one even approach her at the funeral, suggesting she consider him for a date not too far down the road. He was immediately rebuffed for his poorly timed move, but as a woman with an above average sex drive and good looks, she was destined to become the object of attention of a number of men, both younger and older than she. Don was approached by a number of women as the months went by. He was a charismatic master of seduction, but he decided to use a different technique, waiting for the woman to make the first move. In doing so, he marveled at the subtle approach they used to get "into his pants" and his plan never seemed to fail. Waiting until the third date, the woman always made her move, as if that had been a "proper waiting period." They all invited Don to dinner for that third date, and under the guise of "dessert" made their move. He began to wonder if they had all read the same book. Similarly, all of them made some sort of an initial statement before the first date, claiming they were NOT looking for sex and that he should understand they were NOT easy nor were they looking for a one night stand! He always responded that he had no expectations and just hoped to enjoy their company. So, having made no move before the third date, some began to wonder if he might possibly be gay. To that end, some decided to try a seduction approach to check his response. Ultimately, none of them were ever disappointed! Often during conversation after dinner, the women would managed to steer the subject to sex .... having moved to the sofa with an after finner cordial .... a successful approach in most every case. Some used the casual "boob in the the arm approach" as if by accident, a couple began a well planned scenario of innocently stroking his leg and gradually working up toward "the junction!" The two who used that persuasion were not disappointed when they encountered a stiff and rising erection, already awaiting their maneuvering fingers, which usually happened in the middle of a well executed French kiss. When one of Don's hands sought out a breast, there was never any resistance and he knew that "dessert" was about to be served. He was always amused, that, once a woman decided "that night was the night," how determined she became to accomplish her goal. In Jeanne's case, she found herself wanting "something" much sooner than she had expected. About five months after the funeral, she acquiesced to a couple of casual dates with an older friend and on the third one, he decided to make his move. They had returned from a lovely dinner where he had treated her to an expensive dinner with good wine and ample smooth talk, all of which she rather enjoyed. Neither were feeling any pain at the end of dinner. They were just feeling good and enjoying each other's company! They had made an early evening of it and were back at Jeanne's where she invited him in for a "9:30 night cap" ..... and so the stage was set. Jeanne loved to be kissed and soon they were locked in an passionate embrace in the den and George (age 72) was rapidly raising her blood pressure as their tongues dueled. On the to previous dates, she has received a polite kiss good night, but George had not gone any farther than that. Before she realized it, he was caressing a breast and, though surprised, she decided she didn't seem to mind that at all. In fact, it felt good to be wanted again! He eventually got around to undoing three buttons on the front of her blouse and without realizing it, he had pulled the blouse from her skirt. As the kissing continued, he worked the blouse up high enough up her back to reach the hooks on the back of her bra. Once unhooked, she felt his hands massaging her back as he hugged her to him. The sensation was wonderful and as they broke a long kiss for air, his hand slipped around her side until it had slipped under the cup of her loose bra and was caressing her breast. Almost immediately he felt a very erect and sensitive nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. His lips soon followed. It seemed like forever since Jeanne had felt that thrill of pure passion, that internal roar in her ears .... that undeniable horniness she was feeling at that moment, as his tongued teased and sucked on both her nipples. She totally surrendered to the pleasures of his touch as she thought back to her days in high school when she had that first experience of allowing her steady touch with her breasts for the first time. Now however, her urges to advance this passion, instinctively caused her hands moved to his belt and zipper and soon Jeanne had expertly exposed him to her cool, manipulating touch. His excitement was definitely a match for hers as he sought out her womanhood. She had rolled to her side on the sofa to be more accommodating, she was very aware of his hand as it move inside the elastic and of her slacks, inside the top of her pantyhose and down across her abdomen. She was experiencing for the first time in years that fluttering tremor in her stomach as his fingers continued on their journey. The shock of feeling his middle finger suddenly dipping and stroking it's way through her rapidly moistening pubic hairs, set off alarms and passion she could barely remember and she felt no desire to fight off his advances. They simply felt TOOOOO good! His erection, fiercely caught in her grip, was twisting and turning like a snake caught in a trap.... but he, too, was loving every twist and turn of it. She was, after all, a true expert! Then, as if in slow motion, George released Jeanne long enough to allow her entire body shift and pivot on her hip, her face beginning a slow decent to the front of his unzipped trousers. Her hand still held his manhood, captured and stroking it up and down through her teasing fingers. It was at this point that he fully began to realize exactly where she was headed. His body twisted, too, to align his erect cock on a direct path to Jeanne's lips. Like those two attracting dogie magnets, their bodies were rapidly drawn together until her tongue slithered out, snake-like, searching until it made contact with the tip of his rigid cock. A slight smirk danced across her hidden face as she felt him respond to her flicking tongue. She was about to enjoy getting back into the swing of things! Her fist felt him flex and thrust in an attempt to bring it to her mouth. But she needed no encouragement .... she just wanted to tease it a bit first! "Ohhhhhhh," he moaned. 'Suck it, Jeanne," he moaned, surprised at his own words, as she thought to herself, "Beg me, beg me a little first, George!!" Unable to restrain herself any longer, her tongue lapped across the head of it before she finally engulfed the colorfully engorged head of his cock and slowly pushed head of it up and into her mouth. Her lips slowly slid down the first half of his throbbing cock as her tongue teased the sensitive underside as her mouth began some serious sucking. While her mouth slurped up over the end of it, her hand continued to jack off that portion that was still not buried in her mouth. In the meantime, and almost with out her awareness, his hand had moved to push her slacks and pantyhose down and instinctively, she had raised her fanny to let him push them down beyond her knees. Turning on to her side and raising the knee of her top leg, his fingers had complete access to her smoldering pussy. His middle finger was once again buried deep inside her, curling back and up against her aroused G-spot while the pad of his thumb rotated on her hard and erect clit. She was easily guided her to her first thundering orgasm of the evening, the first of many that night! Agonizing moans were finally transitioned into muffled shrieks of passion followed by the flailing of her abdomen as a genuine orgasm exploded in her for the first time in more than two years. Most of her body remained levitated above the sofa for moments, her mouth now gasping, removed from his saliva covered cock, before she crash down to earth again with a magnificently "lung clearing" sigh that almost muted the words she spoke, "Oh, my gawd, George, did I ever need that." She lay there limp for a couple of minutes before her hand began searching for his softened cock. When she found it, it quickly began to stiffened back to life and her mouth moved to capture it for more of her "world class sucking." George moved around until he was on his side and in a position where he cold thrust it easily into her sucking mouth. The sensations he was feeling were like nothing her had ever experienced, a combination of a wonderfully soft, wet and suctioning mouth. Gradually, he pulled her abdomen closer and eventually managed to wedge his face between her thighs as he sought her pussy with his tongue. The commonly referenced "69" was not among her favorite positions, but the playfulness of his tongue was driving her crazy as she attempted to get as much of his cock in her mouth as possible. With about a seven inches to work with, a majority of it fit. This scenario continued without words for another ten or fifteen minutes when he heard garbled sounds emanating from Jeanne's still filled mouth, ...."Oh God, George, I have to have the real thing in there!" George, in his teasing mood asked in the throes of passion, "Ahh, what is it you are talking about?" Jeanne's mumbled reply was, "You know darn well what I'm talking about!" "I .... I can't understand when you talk with your mouth full," followed by his snicker. "Ouch, .... hey, stop biting me, Jeanne! Are you asking me to put it into you?" George inquired coyly? "God, you can be impossible. Yes, that IS what I was asking." "Okay, Sweetheart, that can definitely be arranged!" And with that said, he pivoted on the sofa and aimed his seven inches of harden manhood straight at her pussy. But, George continued to tease. As "it" made the first initial contact with the pussy lips, he stopped, moving its head up and down her "heat generating target" before gradually easing the head of his cock slowly into just the opening. However, his stalling tactic was only frustrating Jeanne and she lost her patience by ordering him, "WILL YOU PLEASE JUST PUSH IT IN!! .... You are driving me absolutely crazy!" Finally he buried two or three inches of it in her and then slowly withdrew all but a half inch. He slowly began to push back into her, this time giving her about four inches of it. This tease continued until, at last, he had successfully planted all seven plus inches into totally her welcoming and gripping pussy, his balls up against her ass, aided to some degree by her heels which were locked above his hips, forcing him down fully into her. "Oh, my gawd that feels good! Move it around, George, it feels so good in there! Do it to me, ... yes, just like that ..... Aahhh..... I just love that feeling of having you inside me like this!" It was an outstanding performance for this seventy-three year old man. George continued to rock back and forth, pushing her to three violent orgasms in succession before she finally pulled away, stating that her overly sensitive clit could not stand any more for a while. Subtly, when she had caught her breath, Jeanne's head once again dropped to George's lap and began licking and sucking and within moments, his hands held her head firmly in place as his cock entered her sucking mouth. He felt that tell-tail tightening in his balls, so did Jeanne, indicating his climax was only moments away. Then, in a moment of sheer pleasure, he exploded into her mouth as she sucked him dry, even licked up those drops that had escaped her lips and had dripped down on her hand. -------------- George was not Jeanne's only paramour. There was a young man, David, who did frequent odd jobs around her house and yard. He WAS a hunk, 19 years old, 6-4 and about 190 pounds. Good looking, he had even played some very small parts in a couple of movies that were being shot in Tucson. Oh, how she had dreamed of bedding him down. But recognizing the fact that she could almost be his grandmother, caused her to control those animal urges. He stopped one morning unexpectedly to see about an outside faucet that seemed to be leaking around the hose connection. She had just showered and was finishing her make-up and hair when the door bell rang. Thinking it was the UPS truck that always stopped about this time and left immediately after ringing the bell, she opened the door to the carport and was bending over to retrieve the package when she looked up to see David only a couple a yards away, peering innocently down the gap of her loose fitting light weight robe. He had arrived just as the UPS truck left. He rushed to help her pick up the package, though unable to pry his eyes from her exposed breasts. When they stood up with the package be held by both of them, his eyes were still focused much lower. He still stared helplessly, riveted on her breasts and her now rapidly erecting nipples. The fabric of her thin robe was drawn tightly over them with her end of the large box pressed up snuggly against her waist. When eye contact was finally made, both were blushing and Jeanne was amused. She finally released the box and turned to go into the house, holding the door for David who now carried the box alone. Fascinated that this hunk was captivated and fascinated by her breasts, she placed her arms across her waist, again stretching the flimsy fabric over her even more erected nipples, curious to see if his eyes would again be magnetize to them. As he turned around, they were still focused there and she smiled confidently. "That was so sweet of you to carry that in for me, David, but I was not expecting you until much later in the day," she said, making conversation. "Well, we had an order of steel that was supposed to be at the site early this morning, but it won't be there until after 3 PM so I just thought I'd stop by to take a look at that faucet. Seems I caught you at a bad time......" his eyes now locked on hers, only to magnetically drawn down to her breasts momentarily before looking directly into her eyes. Aware she was aware and blushing awkwardly, he said to her, "You sure have a (cough, cough) .... a .... great looking figure, Mrs. Buckhold! I hope I didn't embarrass you, catching you in your robe," he blurted out and then blushing an even brighter red at the boldness of his comment. Jeanne turned to the refrigerator and pulled out two Cokes, turned and walked into the den, motioning with her head that David realizing was to follow. They both sat on the couch when Jeanne had patted the cushion next to her. She sat sort of side-saddle, facing him with the hem of her robe half way up her thigh. When he turned around to seat himself, she thought she saw a slight "bulge" at the from of his short work pants. Working in Tucson in the summer with temperatures often to 110 to the 115 degrees, loose fitting pants and shirts were the order of the day. She smiled as he took a long swig of the cold Coke and immediately fought back the urge to belch. The conversation wandered as they talked about the heat and his construction project, but she eventually steered the questions around to his romantic life. He was certainly a handsome young man who would never have trouble attracting women ....younger or older. His blue eyes and short blond hair and tanned, rugged appearance would attract a wide range of women, regardless of age, she thought. As they talked, however, she had manage to move, causing the hem to creep up another inch or two and the front of her garment to gap slightly, something his eyes had not missed. Causally, she mentioned how tan his arms were and had reached over and stroked his muscular forearm and patter his wrist at one point. The seemingly innocent contact caused her to shivered slightly as she felt his muscles flex as a wave of pure lust race through her. He had noticed all of this, but simply smiled at her. While working at the house, he had often wondered what a woman of sixty might be like, but never dared to even imagine if she'd be interested in him, still practically a kid in her eyes. She found herself losing track of the conversation as she wondered what his reaction would be if a woman old enough to be his grandmother were to make a move on him. He'd probably freak-out, she thought, leaving her embarrassed. Probably better play it straight, she thought, but yet, there seemed to be more than a passing interest in her boobs and where that hem seemed to be moving. A few minutes later, her hand moved again, almost involuntarily, stroking his forearm a second time. Looking him directly in his eyes, she commented on how strong young men were these days ...... and handsome, too. In part because of her inner most thoughts ..... and in part because of the air conditioning and the silky fabric of her silky robe moving over them, she was definitely becoming aroused and realized her nipples were hard as rocks ... something that had not escaped either of them! David had not missed anything! He was well aware that something was going on between them and was finding it difficult to look directly into her eyes when talking to her. When she spoke, her voice was a million miles, as if she was talking through a long tube and he continued to be helplessly drawn to those incredible boobs with those great, pointed and hardened nipples that were only inches away from him. Oh, how he desired to reach out and touch them .... but fearful of the consequences! "It seems to be quite cool in here," she said rather nonchalantly, as she moved the palms of her hands up and down the outside of her own bare arms, a gesture intended to warm the skin. This only caused him to focus on that motion which was causing her breasts to sway. It also enhance the visibility of her already visible cleavage as her robe moved on it's own. Following his eyes for a moment, she glanced down at her cleavage, only to see that her nipples totally outline in the fabric, their arousal totally obvious. Before the Marriage It was apparent that he was becoming more turned on with each passing minute and she decided to make a daring move .... "Wow! David," she exclaimed, "look at what this cool air is doing to my..... my ...... well, my front!" With that, he felt perfectly comfortable looking directly at her breasts, then fumbled for something profound to say .... which never seemed to materialize. "I'm not sure how to discretely warm them up........" then he stopped, unsure if he had crossed the line, She simply looked deeply into his blue eyes, smiled and moved across the short distance that separated them and without even a moment's hesitation, press herself tightly against his chest ... as if to warm those cooled nipples. He moved quickly and met her part way and they hugged. She could feel his "heat" immediately..... Now both were unsure what the next move should be, both somewhat unsure what the other might be thinking, yet at the same time, feeling the eagerness in the other and assuming that they were both on the same track. Jeanne allowed a soft swooned and kissed his neck twice and then pulled away and once again they made eye contact, and as they looked, each saw pure lust in the other which encouraged an exploratory kiss which followed! That was quickly followed by a second ..... and a third, each one getting more passionate than the last. At some point, neither knew when or how, he had twisted Jeanne around but they were lying on the sofa with his right leg firmly and wonderfully embedded between hers and she could clearly feel his erection through his short pants. Seconds later he felt Jeanne tug open her uncomfortably binding robe that had bunched up between them. As the belt loosened, he could see almost all of her breasts. Instinctively, she pulled his face into her cleavage and kissed his forehead .... and reached for his zipper. In a "zip" it was down and the sound of it heralded the next step as her hand snaked into the unzipped opening, up over the elastic at the top of his underwear, then down into his shorts where she grasped his very hot and throbbing eight inch iron ingot. The thrill he felt was like nothing he had ever experienced. By now, his head had turned into her enough to have one of her hard nipples in his mouth which he was sucking it with great finesse. Abruptly, Jeanne pushed away from him. His startled expression held a look of both fear and sheer disappointment. She patted him on his still shirted chest, smiled and said with a surprised look on her face ...., "Hey, why the unhappy look? If you think I'm going to send you away right now, you ARE crazy. I just want to get more comfortable. Just follow me, Sweetheart. The best is yet to cum," a devilish smile crossing her lips at her clever play-on-words. Together they walked down the short hall to the master bedroom, he in locked step behind her ... but losing no ground. Jeanne sat on the bed, her flimsy robe having been slipped off her shoulders, and waited for David to walk up to her. She was playfully aware that as good looking as he was, he was not nearly as experienced as she was, something that actually excited her, and so she took command. Deftly, she unbuckled his belt, unhooked his pants and allowed the already unzipped shorts pants to drop to the floor with a clunk. As she hooked her thumbs into the elastic of his briefs, he was already kicking away his unlaced boots and pants as his underwear followed the same route as his pants. She then leaned forward, her blond hair brushing intentionally up against his erection and balls, as she supervised the stepping out of his underwear and socks. She made a production of dragging her tresses against him as her head lifted up to face, head on, a very attractive and impressive erection which had now grown to it's full nine inches of young manhood. She teased him by shaking her hair on his forward protruding erection before she looked up into his eyes. Without breaking eye contact, she, oh, so lightly flicked the end of her tongue out to barely graze the tip of his pulsing cock. She observed his eyes close, his head loll back as her tongue continued to circle near the head of his shaft, finally flicking off his first drop of pre-cum. He stood, a bit wobbly, his head still back, eyes closed, a smile of complete satisfaction on his face as he savored her tongue, moving along one side, up over the end and then down the other side all the way down to his balls. He couldn't believe the sensations she was creating. He could hear his own rapid heart beat throbbing in his ears, his breathing becoming ragged and raspy as he reached out to hold her head in an attempt to force his cock into her teasing and evasive mouth. Finally, on her terms, her mouth slid up over the end of his cock and almost all of his upright nine inches erotically disappeared into her mouth. He flinched twice, opening his eyes to observe what was causing these incredible sensations for him. Right before his very eyes nearly all of it slid hungrily beyond her beautiful, sucking lips and mouth. He had never, ever felt anything like it before and, caught up in the moment, he began to somewhat roughly fuck her face. Quickly, Jeanne pulled him away, chastising him for being too rough. His demeanor changed immediately and she allowed him to once again re-penetrate her mouth. In a matter of minutes his entire body stiffened and before he could control it, he came in her mouth. No one enjoys that experience more than she does and she promptly sucked him dry. They laid in bed together afterward, talking about how both had been curious about sex with the other and how wonderful it had been. Jeanne, not wanting to be left out, continued to play with David's incredible dick and soon it was beginning to show signs of life again after shrinking down to it's normal six inch length. She bent over him and gently began sucking him again which soon brought it to fill attention again. She wanted more than anything to feel that incredible monster up inside her before he experienced another premature ejaculation. Getting up on her knees, she slipped a leg over him and placed his cock up to the opening of her still very wet and hot pussy and slowly, gently lowered herself on his now fully erect cock. They both emitted long sighs of pleasure. Once totally inside her, she mellowed at the wonderful feeling it gave her, sitting down fully on it. Finally she began to move, beginning some slow, long, tantalizing lifts upward, before crashing down on it as she felt it hit to very bottom of her pussy. Having gotten off earlier, David was confident he could take her through her paces without losing it before they were ready for his second orgasm. "David, tell me, have you ever eaten a woman before?" she asked coyly. "Just a little bit," he answered. "Why, does that turn you on?" "Are you kidding? There's isn't a woman on the face of the earth who doesn't enjoy having attention paid to her pussy! It's our way of enjoying oral pleasures just as you do a good blow job! And e both know how much a guy loves to have his cock sucked ... you'll agree with that won't you?" "You better believe it! Especially if it's you doing the sucking! You are incredible beyond belief, Mrs. Buckhold!! I never dreamed it could be so good!" "David," she began ...... "If I'm going to let you do what you've done with my mouth the way I just did, the least you can do is call me Jeanne! You make me feel like an old woman when you call me Mrs. Buckhold. Agreed?" "Oh yes, aaaaah, Jeanne! Yes. I'll call you Jeanne from this point on!" He smiled to himself as he thought about the language she was using. She almost sounded like one of his drinking buddies and he loved it. There was something especially erotic about hearing an older woman using language like a truck driver that really excited him ... particularly when he was already deeply embedded in her pussy. By now Jeanne could feel the beginning of her orgasm approaching. It was a wonderful feeling, one that was starting slowly from way deep inside and she could tell it was going to be a really good one. She reached her hands behind his head, inter-locking her fingers and lifted his head up to where his mouth could reach her stiff nipples while she continued to rock up and down on his erection. Having her nipples sucked as she began to orgasm ratcheted the sensation to the next level and that was where she was headed. Just a couple of more hard jams down on it and she'd be there ... "Oh, God, David, suck my nipples. Ohhhh, Oh, my God!! .... here it comes..... oh, gawd, David, fuck me, ... ram it to me .... fill me with your second cum, ohhhhh, yes, fuck me, fuck me, David! ...I'm almost ... OH!! OH, GAWD... here it cooommmeeeessss! Oh my gawd, it's incredible. Just keep doing it into me and make it last!!!!!!" In the wonderful afterglow, she realized he hadn't cum a second time through all of this. She gradually shifted her weight and simply slid off of him and eased her way down to his cock, jacked him off for about five or six strokes and then suck his erecting cock into her mouth as he exploded another orgasm into her mouth. At last, she had been able to realize a long sought fantasy .... she had seduced David and she knew it wouldn't be the last time! Sex had returned to Jeanne's life and she welcomed it, and him, with open arms....... She thought about it frequently and tried to plan the excuse to have him come to "fix something!!" She knew he would know what to expect when he got the call this time and he waited patiently for that call. When it finally came, he took a two minute shower, shaved, threw on some shorts and a muscle shirt and was out the door. The back door was open with an attached note that said simply .... "Close and lock the door, Sweetie, and come find me!!" He found her in a shortie robe and nothing else. In a flash he managed to discard his shorts and muscle shirt as he crossed the den toward her. When he stopped in front of her, his nine inches was bobbing rhythmically with each step and she immediately grasped it and they were off for a two hour session of provocative sex. She orgasmed seven or eight times ... actually she lost track after about the forth or fifth and she managed to take him over the edge four times. Interestingly, she could clearly remember each one, the first one in her mouth, the second in the missionary position inside her, the third doggy fashioned leaning over the edge of the high bed and him standing on the floor and the last one sitting on the john after they had taken a shower together where she got him hard again and didn't want to waste it. Their fun continued for almost a year, playing three or four times a month. Their last time together was as he was just about to leave for a two year job in El Paso. She had accidentally run into him in a restaurant after work one night and he was with a friend, sitting in the bar. She saw them as she was about to leave the restaurant and he called out to her. He introduced his friend, someone who was going to El Paso, too, and they were celebrating their last night in Tucson before leaving the next day. His friend was a real specimen and a very handsome black man. After they bought her a drink, she said she was ready to head for home but suggested they might stop by her house and have a nightcap with her ... saying with a smirky smile that she "would even buy!" They did! And after a couple of drinks, one thing lead to another and soon they had her between them on the sofa and the playing began. She had always fantasized what it might be like having two men at the same time and she was not about to let this opportunity escape. And, the taboo of having a black man playing with her was more than she could comprehend, but it soon became apparent to her, they were both going to have her before the night was over! Within the first few minutes after a lengthly Frenching session with both of them, David suggested they go back to the bedroom and her big king-sized bed where they could get more comfortable. With both of them leaving Tucson, maybe forever, she decided she might as well pull out all the stops ..... Once in the bedroom she put each of them in a chair while she undressed, making it a provocative strip tease before she crawled, cat-like onto the bed. She instructed each of them to undress for her, and then one at a time, invited them over to join her on the bed. Jason, the black man got the first call. She played and caressed his cock as David watched, rubbing it all over her face and breasts before she finally took Jason's incredible 10-11 inch cock to her lips. She noticed David, still in his chair, was masturbating himself as he watched his buddy getting sucked by an expert. Jason, fearing too quick a climax, had man aged to move away from her mouth and had crawled up between her open thighs. Without much hesitation, he was soon had his mouth and tongue stroking Jeanne's pussy. Jeanne beckoned David to come kiss her and to suck her nipples as Jason's tongue continued to expertly pleasured her. Now deep breathing and becoming very excited, she rasped Jason by his short hair and managed to pull him up over her body, eager to experience her first black cock ... all ten plus inches of it. Oh, how she longed to feel it inside her. Almost like an out-of-body-experience, she could hear her own panting ringing in her ears, and, to add an additional bit of pervertedness to all of it, she asked David for some help. To her amazement, he followed her request and reached down between their bodies, grasped Jason's iron-hard cock and after dragging it up and down along her pussy lips a dew times to drive her over the edge, he slipped Jason into her pussy and that's when the real fucking began!! And it continued non-stop, with one of them fucking her while the other had his cock pistoning in and out of her sucking mouth. The motion and emotions were continuous for nearly three hours and she never said "Uncle" ... not even once!! Everyone had multiple orgasms that night and sometime around three AM they departed, leaving her weak-kneed and with a bed full of wet spots. She has always craved genuine the deep fucking, and she received some of the best from both of them, especially that received from Jason. His cock was longer, bigger around than anything she had ever encountered and he had a technique, .... boy, oh, boy, did he have a technique that made her absolutely swoon. Funny what a great session with a man of color can do to all of the old taboos she had previously harbored. She knew that she'd never pass up the opportunity to bed a man of color again! ------------------------------------ I learned of these activities during many of my sessions of pure lust with Jeanne. She loves to talk and relive some of both our previous sexual encounters during sex. When she begins to talk, I always ask questions about details during that period of build-up before she reaches the ultimate orgasm. There are times, we've learned, when it is fun to share each other's experiences .... especially when passion is building and inhibitions melt away. It's then during wild sex with each other that many of our stories are shared ....... [Author's note: The name Jeanne fictious name used in this story as are the names and places, but the happenings are all very real. Jeanne was not someone who hung out in bars to meet men, but she did have a few who just seemed to come (cum?) into her life for one reason or another. Though very selective, she did share a little (a huge understatement ...) passion from time-to-time as a sexual outlet for herself!! There are stories of at least four or five who shared her charms after her husband passed away and before we met. I was fortunate to be her last before were were married ... but the fun certainly didn't stop there. We are now both in our early seventies, still highly active and still occasionally enjoying some of these provocative interludes involving a third partner ... usually younger ... usually with a woman, but sometimes with man. But in all cases, always fun and satisfying for all involved! So, for all you youngsters out there ... never pass an opportunity for a passion filled interlude with a "mature senior," something that can add a wonderful dimension to sex that never existed for you at twenty or thirty or forty when you had far too many things on your agenda that diluted your sex lives. Seriously, what was good up to fifty becomes better after fifty, gets to be even better yet at sixty and where you truly reach the absolute heights at seventy. Don't ever believe for one minute that sex is over at fifty. It sure hasn't been for us!]