(Part 01)
Twenty eight year old Paul Galasso had himself an older woman, a forty year old, recently divorced posh piece by the name of Antonia Tarling-Toley, who was not only ready willing and able she also had a huge house that backed onto the The Forest Ridge Golf Club in the village of Forest Dean situated equidistant between Shallowfield and Childean.
So the ease of access to the house was almost as easy as it was to her.
The only snag was that what had begun for him as a bit of fun with a fit older woman, and for her some good energetic sex with a toy boy, had despite the age difference turned into something else, as they had fallen in love.
On the rare occasions that they managed to get to spend the night together they always made the most of it but most of the time they just stole a few hours here and there.
However for a variety of reasons several weeks had passed and they hadn’t been able to grab even a few minutes together.
In fact the first time he had seen her in a fortnight was on the day when he had driven over to Abbottsford to do a bit of shopping, which was when he bumped into Antonia coming out of a very expensive lingerie shop.
“Hello darling” she said and air kissed him and then she spotted him looking at the designer carrier bag she was carrying.
“No you can’t look at them” she replied to his unasked question
“Ok I don’t mind seeing them on if you insist” he offered
“You’re incorrigible,” she said
“Is that a maybe?” he asked
Unmoved she shook her head disappointedly.
“The chance would be a fine thing anyway” she said quietly
“Have you got time for a coffee?”
“I do” he replied
They went into a coffee house, a nice one, not one of the chains, and he ordered the drinks as Antonia sat in the corner.
When he joined her he asked
“How about Saturday?”
“For what?” she asked innocently
“To show me your new underwear” he said
“No” she replied
“Why not?” he asked,
“I have to go to a dinner party at Mornington Manor”
She replied “but I don’t want to go”
He looked at her with puzzlement and then said
“So don’t go, and let me spend the night doing all those things to you that fill your imagine when you touch yourself in the dark”
This made her blush and avert her gaze but after a few moments she looked back at him and smiled.
“I have to go, I’m expected” she said
“But I want what you want”
“I understand” he said
“It will be soon though wont it?” she asked earnestly and held his hand under the table.
“Yes” he replied
When they left the coffee house they air kissed and went their separate ways.
(Part 02)
Paul spent Saturday night watching a movie and drinking wine but at some point he leant back against the cushions and promptly fell asleep.
He woke up just after eleven o’clock, and he only woke up then because he needed a pee so he got up and attended to the matter in hand.
When he finished attending to his call of nature he was decidedly peckish so he went to the kitchen and made himself a snack.
Paul then returned to his sofa, restarted the movie he had begun watching four hours earlier and sat eating cheese and biscuits’ as he watched Richard Burton and Clint Eastwood taking on the Nazis.
At the end of the film he was still wide-awake so he got up and chose another DVD off the shelf.
He was about a quarter of the way through “The Fifth Element” when he detected the tell-tale clip clop sound of high heels from outside.
He glanced at the clock and thought it must be his neighbour Elaine arriving home from somewhere so he returned his attention back to the action.
A moment later there was a knock on the front door and he checked the clock again before he got up and walked out into the hall, he guessed that Elaine had locked herself out and was knocking for the spare key.
So he opened the door and a rather tipsy Antonia almost fell through it.
“Hello Paulie” she said with a flourish.
Antonia was immaculately dressed as usual in a full length green halter necked designer evening dress and a lavish faux fur shrug.
“Wow” he said, “you look stunning”
“Bless you darling” she responded
“You had a nice time then” he said as he helped her into the house.
“I had a wonderful time” she exclaimed
She tottered a few steps then kicked off her shoes, which made her a little more stable on her feet, and she quickly progressed into the lounge.
All the while talking nine to the dozen about how marvelous the evening was, who was there, what they ate, who said what, and to who.
“And plenty of wine” he asked as she plopped down on the sofa.
“I did,” she said smiling and giggled
“I’m glad you had fun” he said
“Me too” she said coyly
“Good” Paul said as he sat down next to her
“So what are you doing here then?”
“Well I saw your lights were still on from the taxi and I thought I’d come and tell you all about my evening” she explained.
“Why were you in a taxi?” he asked, “I thought you went there with the Conway’s”
“I did” Antonia said
“So why didn’t you come back with them?” he asked
“They left early” she said
“Could no one else give you a lift?” he asked
“David someone offered” she replied
“So why didn’t you accept?”
“What kind of a woman do you think I am? I couldn’t get in a car with a complete stranger” she said affronted
“And you’re such a shy little virgin” he said “Apart from when you’re with me of course”
“That’s different” she said “anyway with you it doesn’t really count because you’re such a tart” and then she roared with laughter to such an extent that she ended up collapsing in a heap with her head and shoulders on his lap.
“You’re my bit of rough” she said and then she disintegrated into laughter again.
“So you decided not to have David drive you home?”
“It would have been cruel to tantalize him with my gorgeousness for the whole journey only to dash his hopes” she said
(Part 03)
“So you decided not to have David drive you home?”
“It would have been cruel to tantalize him with my gorgeousness for the whole journey only to dash his hopes” she said
This bought about another burst of laughter and when she eventually composed herself she was laying at full stretch on her back looking up at Paul
“Do you still think I’m gorgeous?” she asked, regally draped before him.
“Quite gorgeous” he conceded
“Well quite gorgeous won’t get you a look at the underwear I bought in Abbottsford the other day” she said
“I bet it does,” he said as he slowly moved his right hand, which had been resting on her chuckling belly, up to caress the roundness of her breast.
“Well maybe” Antonia murmured as she tipped her head back and closed her eyes.
Her breast rose and fell in his hand as she breathed and as he caressed the heaving mound he felt her stiffening nipple beneath the fabric.
Paul was just about to employ his left hand to fondle her other breast when Antonia lifted her head and reached behind her neck and untied the halter and with a brief lick of the lips she returned to her serene reclining.
With his free hand he tugged gently on the halter until both magnificent breasts were fully exposed, topped by her succulent nipples standing proud like dark pink sentinels.
His eager hands grasped greedily at then and kneaded them like warm dough and her bottom squirmed discernibly as his fingers traced around her areolas and teased and toyed with her nipples until the stood as stiff as his little finger.
Her breasts were still heaving like two ships caught in an Atlantic swell as his right hand returned to her belly and began pulling the fabric of her dress upwards slowly exposing her black stocking covered legs until the bulk of her skirts rested above her knees and when the hem was in reach he placed his hand on her knee so it could begin its journey under her skirts and up the inside of her thigh.
The rising and falling of her chest increased exponentially with the progress of his hand, as did the licking of her lips.
It excited him very much looking down on her as he played with her body like a musical instrument.
slowly he stroked the inside of her upper thigh, almost reaching the source of her heat and then stroking away from it, repeatedly teasing her and delighting at the reactions on her sweet face.
Until, just at the point when she thought he would stop short again, his fingers reached her groin and the expression on her face was pure joy as his digits traced lightly up to her pubis and down to site of the itch she so badly wanted him to scratch.
Even through her tights and panties the heat of her passion was palpable and as he fingered the heart of her fire through her clothing the fabric was slipping and sliding on her wetness until her cream oozed through the fabric, and Antonia wriggled beneath his hand and moaned erotically.
But as Paul continued to rub her nonny through two layers of material
Antonia suddenly sat bolt upright
“Ok” she said frantically “I’ll let you see my knickers”
And she reached up and kissed him, he loved kissing her she was such a great kisser.
The quality of a kiss is difficult to define and it is like many other things of a sexual nature dependent on the perspective of the participants.
(Part 04)
The quality of a kiss is difficult to define and it is like many other things of a sexual nature dependent on the perspective of the participants.
With kissing it can be the thickness of the lips, the width of the mouth, the size of the tongue, the size of the oral cavity and the amount of saliva produced.
For Paul, Antonia scored highly on every criterion and as she kissed him, she pulled herself up so she was seated on his lap, which allowed his hand, which was still up her skirt, though dormant between her thighs, to make progress into her pants.
Her tights had begun falling down as she squirmed, wriggled and fidgeted on his lap but when she suddenly sat upright the waistband had rolled down off her belly completely.
His hand was very quickly inside her tights and an instant later it was in turn inside the wet silk of her panties.
It paused momentarily with her public hair beneath his palm and the back of his hand pressed against the expensive wet silk.
“Woarrr” she exclaimed in his face as his fingers slipped into her creamy wetness.
In fact so well primed was she that it was only a matter of minutes before she came and she was again on the move.
This time she pulled his hand from her drawers and scrambled up so she was straddling him.
Antonia was kissing him almost absentminded as she struggled desperately to undo his belt.
Paul had both hands up her skirt at that point and quickly tugged both her knickers and tights off her plump buttocks and even had time for a long appreciative squeeze of each buttock before she finished with his belt and moved onto Paul’s fly.
She had now stopped kissing him and was concentrating so intently that she had her tongue poking out the corner of her mouth. So along with her great arse he took matters into his own hands and rolled her sideways onto the sofa and swiftly removed her tights and panties then he knelt between her naked legs stroking her thighs while she finished her task on his trousers.
Once she had finished she lay back smugly and watched on, as he stood up and stripped off and with her gaze firmly fixed on his erection she said.
“Now come and enjoy my gorgeousness”
But Paul knelt down on the floor and as he began kissing her thigh he said
“I want to enjoy your deliciousness first”
“No do that later darling” she urged “I want you now”
Paul stopped kissing her flesh and looked up at her
“Oh there’s a later is there?” he asked
“There’s going to be a later and twice in the morning if I’m a lucky girl” she replied
So he decided not to give her head and climbed on top of her pausing only a moment to suck on one of her teats then he kissed her as she grasped his cock firmly and guided it between her moist lips.
“Woarrr” she exclaimed in his face again as he penetrated her.
It had only been a few weeks since he was had last enjoyed Antonia’s warm welcoming wetness and she was doing her best to ensure he was going to remember this one for a very long time.
As Antonia dug her heels into the sofa she gripped his buttocks hard; digging her nails into his flesh as she repeatedly pulled him into her hot cunny.
He rested his weight on one arm as he fondled her breast with his free hand and watched the ecstasy etched into her face as she urged him to finish her and in three spine tingling thrusts they both came in noisy unison.
As they lay panting on the sofa still entwined and with him still inside her, Antonia asked
“Do I get to stay for later’s?”
“I think you might just have earned enough points to qualify” he replied and gave his cock a little twitch.
So after an appropriate period of recovery and a well-earned drink Paul took Antonia off to bed and let her take him to paradise.
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