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.
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?”
“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.
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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