He had been laying on her for over an hour. Romantic music played on the t.v. He set it to the Barry White channel, if you know what I mean. Over the course of the hour his kisses grew longer and deeper, her legs wrapped around him and they both slowly grinded hips - both still clothed. She was impressed how he was taking his time with her. Most men just wanted to jump her bones and be done with it.
Although nothing matched the night he cuffed her to the bed and initiated her into the wonderful world of anal, their sex had been anything but vanilla.
One evening he picked her up at about nine o'clock, they drove an hour to the beach and did it while the tide was coming in. He put down a large beach blanket. They enjoyed the wine and cheese he brought. Then she loosened the tan trousers he had on and freed his hardening member. Then she reached further in and massaged his balls until he began to whimper. She quickly hiked up her black, low-cut dress and straddled him. Brenda guided his manhood between her wet legs and let her weight guide her to pleasure. She started grinding slowly. Then, as she lost control she was bucking uncontrollably and making entirely too much noise. He firmly held her hips and pulled her down after she lifted herself up. She was going along nicely and when she felt him start to explode, she let herself go.
"Yes! Yes!" she screamed, unaware of the couple walking on the beach a hundred yards away. They heard the cries and turned to see what the commotion was about.
They stood, stunned at what they were witnessing. They were well into their fifties. The woman stared as if viewing an auto wreck taking place. She turned quickly, startled when she felt her husband's hand on her ass. She looked into his eyes for what seemed like many minutes. Then she grabbed his hand and led him into their beach house. They had been moved to passion and were going to deal with it right then and there.
Brenda let his quaking dick finish its spasms then lifted up and pulled her dress down. He kept his cock out enjoying the cool breeze. She pulled out some baby wipes and cleaned him off. They were quiet for a good part of the drive home.
Brenda broke the silence by admitting, "Ya know? When people talk about this fantasy, they never seem to say anything about 'sand fleas'."
They both laughed (and scratched) and drove home satisfied.
Another time they went to see a play down town. While walking back to the car, she pushed him into an alley and blew him behind a parked truck. He objected but that didn't seem to bother his dick any. It was nice and hard. She kneeled while he held onto the truck. No time was wasted. By the time he was undone, his dick was hard and ready. She clenched his cock with her right hand and stoked it expertly. She did this for a minute to let it complete its hardening. Then she leaned forward and kissed the top of his head. She lifted his giant dick and kissed the underside. She continued down his shaft until she reached his balls.
"Mmmm! You shaved!" She exclaimed. He smiled slightly embarrassed. "Ooh. I LIKE it!" she purred and proceeded to open wide to take him in her mouth.
While she sucked, moving in and out, she held up each hand on either side of his balls and lightly scratched them from the top down until her hands met at the bottom. Brenda did this several times.
He moaned. "God, that feels really good," he exclaimed. Clearly he never that this done to him before.
Then she slid one hand behind his balls and began to massage the back while the other hand massaged the front. All the while she was sucking on his dick like it was her only source of air. This all became too much.
He looked down and whispered, "I. I'm gonna...cum." She continued. He said again in a whispered voice that was practically a yell. "God! I'm gonna cum! I..." He grabbed the truck tailgate.
He wanted to grab the back of her head and shove his dick all the way down her throat. (He did this once with another woman. It ended badly with jiz filling her throat and shooting out her nose. That was it for blow jobs from her.)
Instead he held on and his dick went on autopilot. The first gush of cum was massive. Suddenly her mouth was filled with his hot, sticky splooge. She started to cough and gag but contained herself and stayed with him. The second burst was almost as big as the first. She figured he had three bursts, tops. After the fifth one she realized that this might be more than she could handle. Just as suddenly as the explosions started, they ended. After a minute she ensured that she had sucked every last drop of cum out of him, he leaned over and kissed on the top of the head.
"There! That's better," she said with a sense of accomplishment and they slowly walked to his car.
To show his gratitude, he took her home and licked her wet pussy to multiple orgasms. Brenda was happy with the first one but when he continued, she knew she was in for a long, pleasurable night.
Last week they went for a drive out in the country. Brenda taunted Mike with her halter top tied in the front (and no bra) and her Daisy Dukes showing off her incredible legs. They found a secluded spot and pulled over. He bent her over and fucked her like a mad man on the hood of his Corvette.
Their sex was NOT vanilla.
Tonight they were enjoying each others' company, talking about all sorts of things. Things turned romantic as they always do when they're alone together. They changed the channel to the swing station and enjoyed an old Frank Sinatra song. There were lots of long, soft kisses. After a while he helped her up and they went to her bedroom.
He said, "I've been thinking what you said about vanilla sex and I want to continue with the fun."
"Oh?" she inquired quite curious.
He held up a paper grocery bag that appeared to be full of items. She let out an approving squeal.
"This is going to be fun!" she said.
First he pulled out a blindfold, she laughed. Then some scarves for her hands.
"Ooh. I get tied up AND blindfolded. I like it." she cooed.
He replied, "you're in for a hell of a time." She giggled.
She put on the blindfold and he ensured she couldn't see out the bottom. Then he tied her securely to the bed - this time face up. She was more than happy to comply and he could tell this by how hard her nipples were. She was gleeful.
First she felt something soft and smooth on her skin. He started rubbing against her face, then down, between her breasts, then across her breasts, and then down between her thighs. It felt so soft and it tickled.
