My First Sex Blog!

Hello all! With some encouragement, I have decided to write a true sex story on here for you. The story today is about my first experience with a more mature woman. I can't actually remember how old I was exactly but lets say, 18.

I have never been what you could call a 'party animal' but when I went out for a rare drink with my brother, he immediately 'pulled' and left me at the bar. (Thanks Bro haha) Anyway, after a few minutes a woman (I'm guessing around age 40) approached me. We started chatting and as you can imagine - things 'progressed'.

She was very attractive, and very busty, I couldn't help but notice. Short and slim with dark hair, greyish eyes and she wore a tight t-shirt which hugged her body closely. Before I knew what was going on, I was being led by the hand into a taxi. I looked for my brother but he had left. I was a little uncomfortable actually, I have to admit. She spent the whole car journey stroking my leg and inner thigh in silence.

When we finally reached her place, I was surprised to see that 'her place' was actually a fairly cheap hotel. All sorts of thoughts rushed through my head and in my naivety, I didn't know what to expect from her. Needless to say, all of you will be able to see where this is going...I was pushed onto a single, clean-looking bed with crisp, cold sheets. I was somewhat speechless.

She unbuttoned my shirt and spent a little while just caressing my chest and abs through my open shirt. I was not at all turned on at this point. She soon moved to more immediate areas. She murmured her name in my ear in such a way that I was beginning to think she was a prostitute. (I think her name was Tessa.) Tessa unzipped my trousers and reached in. She squeezed and prodded everywhere. My penis, balls, chest, face, everywhere. As if by magic, suddenly, I became extremely aroused! Her magical touch awoke something in me. Tessa continued her probing of my genitals as I slowly grew harder and harder. It was beginning to feel uncomfortable so I reached down and pulled out my now semi-erect penis.

There I lay, on the bed, her face not more than a few inches away from my throbbing penis. I bent my head forward and looked at her. She just seemed to stare vacantly at my body as she played with my balls. It felt like ages but was probably no more than a few minutes. I was now fully hard and felt her attention shift to my erection. Gentle strokes at first. I kept hearing noises from outside the room, and was very jumpy. I felt as though someone was going to walk in at any moment. With my eyes darting around the room with their focus on the door, I was soon given a big shock. Tessa's gentle touch turned in an instant to violent squeezing, jerking motions with both her hands up and down my shaft. It almost hurt, but not quite. My neck ached so I lay my head back on the pillow. She put her mouth on the head and sucked like nothing of this earth. I can only compare it to a vaccum. Her lips locked tighly around the head as she moved her hands rapidly up and down. I was powerless to resist.

Before I could think again, she had let her iron grip drop for a moment. She grabbed my remaining clothes and slipped them off of me like lightning (or thunder :wink:) I was in ecstasy but felt so disorientated. I just let my body relax completely as she did all the work. My penis now very hard and slick, she hurriedly removed her clothes and squated over me. She pulled a condom out of no-where and put it on with expert speed as I looked up to see her squeeze her self onto me. She mumbled as she rode me roughly. Things along the lines of, "Fuck yes!" and "Squeeze the fucker in there!" It seemed like hours passed, she rode me, ordered me to take over and we did it in various positions before the night was over. It all seems a bit of a blur. I remember thinking that her body was remarkly firm for an older woman. I must have came more than once and remember being bundled out of the door after getting dressed the next morning.

A nice lady on the reception desk called me a cab and I made my merry way home, still a little sore from the previous nights/mornings antics. Regardless of whether I remember all the details or not it doesn't matter, it was a great experience and I'm glad it happened. ManofThunder, signing out.

Comments

Well done! Nice story! It brought me a lot of remembrances!Ah..those days!
 
Being a mature woman myself I am always glad to hear of or read stories where younger men fondly remember an experience with an older woman. We have so much to offer, yet so many men our own age look for younger women which I find very off-putting. I will watch for future writings.
 

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