A story inspired by two new authors connecting:
I joined the Literotica site at the ripe old age of 60, out of curiosity, and after reading about it in an online article. I quickly discovered the forum threads and enjoyed joining in to chat with other members, but it was the stories that really captivated me. An enormous range of them covering just about every aspect of human sexuality and catering to every imaginable taste.
I found reading the stories such a turn on, and I also discovered the audio stories. Listening to women delivering jerk off instructions and describing themselves masturbating is another dimension for me than just watching porn: so much more sensual rather than just sexual. Feeding the mind as well as the physical.
I decided to try my hand at writing and soon had my first story published. Just writing the story was a great turn on and I later found out that other writers experience the same thing.
I was surprised to see some comments appear on my home page so soon after the story being published, and even more surprised to see that some other authors had followed me and made the story one of their favourites. I checked out their published stories thinking that if they had followed me, they might have similar tastes and fantasies. I also message them to say thanks for following me, and also thinking it would be great to make some fellow-author contacts.
One of the authors; Lucie messaged back. Her bio described her as VERY much younger than me; only 25, easy going, busty, short girl. I read her published stories and was impressed with her writing. It's a great way to gain an insight into someone's sexuality.
We exchanged quite a lot of messages which started to become a little bit flirty and unexpectedly, during one exchange, Lucie suggested that I write a story about her. Wow: that was an intriguing idea and I started to mull it over. After sleeping on it I decided to do just that. It also gave me a cheeky excuse to ask Lucie a bit more about herself. After all, I wanted the story to be as authentic as possible. I'd also learned that Lucie got as turned on by writing as I did, and I thought it would be nice if our story got us both a bit horny.
As we continued to exchange messages, we also swapped photos of each other. Lucie was very kind about mine. Not really sure what she made of a 60-year-old guy, but she looked fantastic; very hot. I got the impression that Lucie was a bit of a tease. She also answered some cheeky questions about what turns her on., which really fed my imagination for the story. I was very much enjoying the flirty chat by now.
So, armed with all this info and pictures of Lucie I penned the story and sent it off. He next day it was published, and I waited eagerly to see if Lucie commented or made it one of her favourites.
To my delight, she added the story to her favourites and a few hours later my email inbox pinged to tell me I'd received a Literotica message from her. I logged on eagerly and read the message. Lucie had found it exciting to read about her and I getting it on in the story, and was very turned on by it. With my ego expanding I replied saying thanks, how much I appreciated her comments and how much it had turned me on to write it.
A couple of days later, I received another message from Lucie. She told me that she kept going back to re-read the story and kept thinking about it. We exchanged a few more messages that day, getting quite flirty and explicit about how we'd both masturbated while reading it again.
Another few days passed until Lucie sent another message. This was the message thread that played out:
Lucie: Still can't stop thinking about it. Wouldn't it be amazing if we could one day act it out for real.
Me: Can't think of anything better Lucie.
Lucie: Think we could?
Me: You serious?
Lucie: Yup!
Me: Deadly?
Lucie: Yup Yup! x
Me: Fuck me Lucie this for real?
Lucie: Be great fun; me with a grandad lol. x
Me: You're on Lucie; need careful planning. Send me some dates when you could meet. I'll check out some day use hotels. Meet halfway?
Lucie: Go for it! xx
I found a few day use hotels halfway between where we lived. Good business hotels, using spare capacity during the day between check out and check ins. I chose an upmarket one; check in after 10:00, check out before 15:00. I still couldn't believe this would actually happen but hell; it would be worth trying for.
I got to the hotel about half an hour before the time that we'd agreed to meet, so I could check in and check the room out. Everything was pretty standard with a nice king-sized bed. I had a quick shower to freshen up. My cock was semi-erect as I showered, and I had to force myself to stop thinking about what was/might be about to happen. I mouth-washed, put on some fresh trunks that I'd brought, my pair of jeans and a polo top. Filling a glass with water, I swallowed the Viagra pill I'd brought along with me. I'd never had erection issues, but they really cut down the recovery time between rounds one and two. I also double checked that the condoms and lube that I'd brought were on the bedside table.
I went back downstairs and stood in the hotel doorway watching the car park and looking at my watch far too frequently. Midday passed and I started to wonder; will she? Then, a few minutes later I saw a black mini pull into the car park. Lucie had told me what car she drove, so I was hoping this was her arriving. She stayed in the car for a few minutes. Was she having second thoughts? Or, hopefully, was she making any last-minute adjustments to her make up and clothing?
Soon enough, Lucie stepped out and began to walk over to the hotel entrance. I recognised her right away from her descriptions and the photos that she'd sent. As they say in all the stories; she was even more attractive than her photos. Mid-length auburn hair, lovely face lightly made up. She was wearing tights (or hold ups?), a short skirt and a very tight top. Her bra was seamless, and it really pushed her boobs up and together to show her cleavage to wonderfully inviting effect. She must have chosen that deliberately to tease. I was probably gawping at her as I was standing there just not quite comprehending that here I was, a 60 year old guy, about to meet a 25 year old, sexy, confident, attractive woman who I knew, from our messaging, and her stories, loves to have her boobs played with and giving tit fucks, talks dirty during sex and is as horny as hell.
If Lucie was nervous, she didn't show it. My mouth was dry, and I hoped I wasn't showing my state of nervousness too much. Lucie walked right up to me and leaned across. I thought she was going to kiss me, but she whispered seductively into my ear;
"Remember Jon; exactly like in the story."
So, this was going to play out for real I thought; I must play it just like in the story.......
In the hotel bar area, I ordered 2 glasses of white wine and large bottles of water, and we sat down in comfortable armchairs opposite each other with a low coffee table between us. Being midday, mid-week in a business hotel, we were completely alone in the bar.
Concentrate Jon, no small talk; stick to the story. I thought to myself.
Lucie took a sip of wine and licked her lips slowly as she stared at me.
"You look super hot Lucie. I see your cleavage is ready for me. Are you wearing any panties?"
"I'm desperate to tit fuck you Jon. You know it's my fave. Look below." Lucie said as she slid down into the chair, opening her legs just long enough to let me see her shaven pussy and the lacy tops of her black hold ups.
"The room's ready Lucie; shall we go up?"
"Not just yet Jon. You know I'm a tease. I want to get your cock throbbing and leaking pre-cum before we go to the room."
"You're a dirty talking cock teaser Lucie!"
"I know Jon; let it build so when you cum it's going to go all over my tits, face and mouth."
"Is you're pussy leaking for me Lucie?"
"Fuckin' is yeah. Let's go up now!"
