This is an amusing thread. Like quite a few others here, I have been asked to show up many times (starting when I was in 5th grade elementary). It seems that more often than not I was asked to show hard. I almost always did so and rarely refused help in getting there
I'm reminded of one of the most unusual requests I ever got. Many (and I mean MANY) years ago I had a business in California. My most favorite cousin asked about moving there from Kansas and joining me in my enterprise. I agreed and he, his wife and young daughter made the move.
I owned a large house in the beach area and to facilitate matters we decided that they would live there with us for the time being.
One day when my wife was away visiting in another town and my cuz was out making calls, I was putzing around with some junk in the garage. I was surprised when cuz's wife came down into the garage and made some small talk about what I was doing, etc., etc.
Eventually she got around to the REAL reason for her visit. She and my wife had got in the habit of staying up late after the house had quieted down and apparently on one such time they had discussed their husband's sexual equipment. NOW she told me that my wife claimed that I had nine inches while my cuz was a bit shy of six. (I knew that because he and I had compared and played with one another since we were three years old.) Anyway, she claimed to having been consumed by curiousity ever since and couldn't imagine a tool that much larger than her husband's. I admitted that mine was that size and without hesitation she asked for me to show it to her. We talked about that for a bit but in the end I agreed to show it to her and dropped my pants and shorts as I invited her to work her magic. She filled her hand and I was almost instantly steely hard. Her reaction was to say something like, "My God! I know it's really long but WHY didn't she tell me how THICK it is?" She continued to stroke as she began to rub her own crotch before cutting me in on the idea that "just this one time" she'd like to fiind out if she could handle a big one. With that she pulled up her dress and revealed that she had no panties and at the same time she grasped my hand and placed it on her pussy which was in the nearly dripping stage. She didn't know it but I couldn't have stopped at that point no matter what. I lifted her butt up onto my workbench and started feeding hard cock into her. She grunted and groaned some while I was getting the head inside but then, as sopping wet as she was, it went easy and I buried it all in her. I let it soak for a short time and when I started to pull back for some stroking she went off like a bomb. We've talked about it since and she always says that before I got around to filling her up with my juice, she had had six or seven orgasms.
It's hard to believe but that was the only time that we fucked while we lived on the coast. Years later they had moved back to Kansas and I and my family had moved to Iowa. She called one day to say that Cuz had died during surgery. Then twenty one years ago I lost my wife to cancer.
Since then we have visited back and forth, traveled together and fucked up a storm in a dozen states. A sorta funny side note: she asked me once if I liked to be sucked. I told her I loved it and she said that Cuz had asked her to do him many times but that she had refused him. I don't know (never asked) if he had ever eaten her pussy. I sure had and maybe it was for that reason that she offered to give me head. I let her go down on me and it got to be one of her favorite things. Mine too. She said that she got the same sort of feeling as an orgasm when she made me cum.
It's been over a year now since we were last together and I'm wondering if it will ever happen again. She's just one year younger than I and at this age - - - - you never know.
Gramps
