Firstly my sincere thanks to Kry Hub for editing this story for me.
The underlying theme of this story is panty fetish so if this is not in your wheelhouse rather read one of my other stories.
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My story starts in the late 1970's when, as a young man, I lived in Cape Town, South Africa. I had just finished studying and started my first job. Not being from Cape Town I tended to hang out with some of my university friends. On this particular Saturday, I had been invited to a party at a friend's house, which is where I met Jo. There was an instant attraction between us and spent most of the time chatting and dancing. So much so that I didn't even notice that my friend which I had arrived with had left in a huff. I didn't care; I was smitten with Jo.
We arranged to meet for dinner the following Tuesday. The dinner date went well, and we both established that we had just left fairly serious relationships and were not looking for anything serious. In my case, a school girlfriend, and we had just drifted apart. Jo told me that she had had a far-reaching relationship with a slightly older guy. Having an eight year age difference, she said that they were only looking for different things and this meant that they both realised that the relationship would not last and had an amicable split.
After dinner, I was really in two minds about whether to suggest we go back to my place. I figured that this might be moving too fast, and I was also concerned that Jo would think I was a total slob when she saw the state of my flat! I was saved having to make the call when Jo invited me back to her place for a glass of wine. We walked arm in arm back to her place. The warmth from her curves pressing against me had me hardening against my briefs.
Jo's place was small but beautifully furnished. I was very glad to see that the lounge only had a large leather couch where we could get nice and close. Being a bachelor flat, which in effect was a large room, meant that the bed was tucked away behind a head high room divider. I sat on the couch while she poured us each a glass of wine. She sat down close enough to me that our legs were touching. Once again felt myself hardening in anticipation. As we chatted, she turned sideways, facing me. As if it was the most natural thing in the world I put my hand on her knee. She didn't seem to mind. As we talked I stroked her leg; she just moved closer. Without a word, she took my wine glass from my hand and put both glasses on the table.
She leant towards me and brought her face to mine, and we kissed. It was not long before our hands were rubbing each other. I decided to take the plunge and slipped my hands under her top, feeling my way up until I cupped her breasts over her bra. She had lovely small tits, but I could feel she had huge nipples as they were very hard and strained against her bra. They were clearly enjoying the attention. Within minutes she broke our embrace and without hesitating, leant back and pulled her top over her head. Her hands stretched around, and she removed her bra, throwing her clothes on the couch behind her. She had the most beautiful pale pink nipples I had ever seen. I wasted no time in moving closer to her and lowering my mouth to her hard nipples. I was quickly sucking them. Her nipples were very sensitive, and her body was reacting to my attention. Without a word she bent over and pulled my T-shirt over my head leaving me bare chested. The skin to skin contact was fantastic, and by now my cock was rock hard and straining against my trousers.
After some time enjoying having her nipples sucked, and her tits massaged, she stood up in front of me.
"Let's go somewhere more comfortable," she cooed, taking me by the hand and pulling me to my feet. She led me around the divider and onto her bed. She sat back on the bed and pulled me between her legs. She wasted no time in unbuckling my belt and pulling my jeans and briefs down in one movement. My cock sprang free, pointing upwards towards her. I stepped out of my jeans, and she pulled me back towards her. By now I was so hard, my clear juice was oozing from the tip of my cock. She wasted no time in taking it in her small hands and wrapping her lips around my head, licking the juices with the tip of her tongue. This was definitely not her first time.
She pulled back my foreskin and sucked me into her mouth, her tongue dancing around the rim of my head. At the same time caressing my balls with one hand while the other stroked my foreskin slowly up and down. I could feel that it was not going to be long before she got a mouthful of my cum.
"Be careful," I said, "I don't think I am going to last long." She didn't miss a stroke and just continued to pleasure me with her hands and mouth. I could feel my balls start to contract and within seconds I felt my cum shooting into her. She just kept sucking until she had sucked every drop of my cum into her mouth. Licking her lips as my cock slipped from between them. She leant over and kissed me; I could taste myself on her. I was a bit hesitant at first but realised that I could not expect her to suck me off and eat my cum and then get squeamish! It tasted a little weird at first, but I was so horny I quickly got into it and quite enjoyed the taste.
I gently pushed her back onto the bed and unbuttoned her skirt. She lifted her bum off the bed to allow me to slip her skirt and petticoat off. I threw them over the divider and turned back to her. She was wearing an innocent looking pair of white panties with small red roses on them. I could see the satin fabric darkening, wetness seeping into her panties. As I knelt on the floor and my face approached her, her womanly scent drifted up to my nose. She smelt fantastic! I wasted no time pressing my face into her panties and running my tongue up and down her slit over the wet fabric. I could feel her beautiful pubic hairs against my tongue through the satin. I breathed in her scent and tasted her juices on my tongue as they seeped through her panties. She pressed her pussy hard against my face, her pleasure obvious. I carried on licking her pussy while she ground herself roughly against my mouth. I pulled back for a second and in one quick movement, slipped her panties to one side, and my lips were back at work directly on her wet, hairy pussy.
I gently pulled her pussy lips open and took her hard clit into my mouth. As I sucked on her clit, I slipped my middle finger into her. I can still remember the warm wetness that surrounded my finger and her copious juices flowing from her pussy, down between her legs and over her ass. I started to wiggle my finger inside her and felt her respond by bucking her hips to meet my finger.
"Try two fingers" she gasped. I pulled out and pressed both fingers into her. This time although she was very wet she was also quite tight, and I had to work my fingers slowly in. This seemed to drive her wild, and she was now fucking my hand with force. I was struggling to keep my mouth on her clit. Her cries were becoming louder and more urgent, and I felt her knees tighten against me, holding my head against her pussy. With a final thrust and a loud shout, her orgasm washed over her. I slowly withdrew my fingers and ran my tongue down to her pussy, gently lapping away, trying to drink in as much of her pussy nectar as I could. Inevitably it became too sensitive, and she stopped me by pressing at my forehead. I crawled up onto her bed and lay next to her. She rolled over with her leg across my thighs. I could feel the wetness of her pussy against my leg. We lay arm in arm, silently contemplating our pleasure. In my mind, I was convinced that I had found the perfect woman.
After a short while, I could feel her knee moving up until it made contact with my half hard cock. I suspect she was checking to see if I was up for more. Needless to say, I was, and I could feel my cock harden for the umpteenth time that night.
"Mmm," she hummed lightly, as she shifted herself around and straddled my legs. My cock was growing rapidly in anticipation. She took my cock in her small hands and slipped her lips over the head for the second time. She gave it a few sucks, and it quickly returned to its former glory. She let my cock slip from between her lips and shifted herself up my body. Raising her hips, she took my cock in her hands and positioned it between her swollen, wet pussy lips. Slowly she lowered herself down, and I felt her warmth enveloping my cock.
This time around I was less concerned about cumming too quickly. I tend to take a long time to cum after the first time. I pulled Jo down, and we deeply kissed while I thrust myself in and out of her in long slow strokes. Her hips were meeting my every thrust with equal force. We carried on fucking for what felt like ages. The warmth of her tight pussy around my cock felt like a warm silk glove. Her movements became jerkier, and I felt her hips starting to rotate. Her cries became more vocal. I felt her pussy start to contract around my cock; her body go stiff, and her orgasm hit her forcefully, as her body shook she just kept pounding away at my cock. This sensation soon pushed me over the edge, and I was squirting my thick, hot cum deep inside of her. We held each other tight until my cock stopped spasming inside of her. She eventually rolled off me, and we lay in each other arms, lovingly kissing until we fell into a deep contented sleep.
