A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years.
Chapter Thirty-Five. 2015.
(Early-April.) Adam, twenty-one.
I was on my way to a two-day assignment in P when I saw him. Approximately fifteen miles from my destination I spotted a young hitch-hiker walking along the side of the road who, on hearing my car approaching, rather half-heartedly stuck his thumb out.
(It transpired that many vehicles had passed him by without slowing down and he'd given up hope of a lift by the time I came along.)
Pulling up beside the hitch-hiker I told him to drop his rucksack in the rear before climbing in beside me. Adam, for that was his name, quickly complied as it was coming on to rain by this time.
Once settled into the car beside me the good looking young guy was profuse in his thanks, saying he'd given up hope of anyone stopping. The dark-haired Adam was wiping his rain spattered glasses as he spoke.
In response to my question Adam told me he was on his way home, home being the town I was heading for, so I was able to ask him the exact location of the hotel the client company had booked for me.
Seeing a lay-by I swiftly turned into it and once the car had rolled to a stop said, "Here, show me the best way to the hotel on my street map. I can't concentrate on your directions while driving."
I opened the street map out across my lap and Adam pointed to the location of my hotel and the best route to access it, commenting that the hotel was very plush, the most expensive it town.
Folding the map up again I found his hand was now resting on my thigh instead of the map.
"Nice legs," he murmured, staring at my stocking clad limbs, the hem of my skirt inevitably high.
"Compliments are always welcome," I smiled at the good looking Adam, pleased to feel his hand making small caressing motions on my thigh.
Having turned fifty-one just two days earlier I was delighted that this young guy of twenty-one seemed to fancy me.
The lay-by was deserted so with Adam's hand beginning an exploration under my skirt I activated the lever to fully recline my seat.
"That's handy," he grinned, leaning over.
"Your hand feels divine," I murmured, enjoying the feel of his fingers stroking the skin above my stocking tops.
He kissed me then and as he did so I surreptitiously pulled my skirt higher to enable me to spread my legs a little more. Of course Adam didn't miss the move and grinned at me as he slipped his fingers inside my panties.
"Hmm, you're moist," he commented and I gasped to feel a finger penetrating my cunt.
My questing hand found the bulge of an erect penis and stroked it through his jeans.
"Lucky day for me when you stopped and offered me a lift," Adam said, his fingers probing and stroking, soon locating my clitoris.
"Lucky for me too," I gasped. "Your fingers feel exquisite and you clearly know what you're doing."
"I've had a few girl friends," he said boastfully, "but today I'm going to fulfil a fantasy."
"What's that?" I asked, as if I didn't know!
"Fucking a mature, much older woman. You're probably a good bit older than my mum and I'm really turned on by that. Take your panties off for me," Adam said excitedly.
He certainly doesn't lack confidence in himself I thought, slipping my panties off. Meanwhile, he undid his jeans and pushed them and his boxer shorts down. Adam eagerly moved across on top of me and I just as eagerly spread my legs further. Our cries merged when he drove his penis inside me.
It was far from comfortable fucking on the reclined car seat but we accomplished it, Adam rolling back onto his own seat afterwards with a contented smile on his face.
"I'm growing too old for car sex," I told him while wiping myself. "Come to the hotel where we can do it again, but more comfortably."
"That would be great but I'd be nervous about entering with you because a girl I know sometimes works on reception."
Thinking fast I told Adam I'd check in alone and then text him my room number.
"Perhaps you could slip through reception unnoticed."
The suggestion met with Adam's approval so that's what we did, although while checking in I found the receptionist to be nearer my own age and unlikely to be the girl he was concerned about. Adam confirmed my thoughts when he eventually joined me having slipped through reception unseen, or so he thought.
(However, although he didn't know it Adam was followed by a porter, alerted by the receptionist about a strange young man sneaking into the hotel. The porter followed Adam to my room but after listening outside realised what we were up to and returned to reception with the news. But more of that later.)
I had undressed down to my underwear by the time Adam arrived in the room and he quickly followed suit, although didn't stop at his underwear. I smiled to see him removing his socks and boxer shorts, the smile due to him sporting an erection.
Kneeling at Adam's feet I smiled up at him before going to work on his balls with my tongue. I caressed his soft warm buttocks as I sucked Adam's balls, the young man's hands resting on my shoulders. Next, I licked his penis thoroughly before taking it into my mouth. My exploring fingers were now stroking the crevice between his buttocks and Adam's reaction when I stimulated his anus was one of voluble surprise. Continuing my ministrations to his penis I slowly eased a finger in and out of Adam's anus, the young man growing more and more excited.
Suddenly he could take no more and staggered backwards, gasping that he wanted to do the same to me.
"I should hope so too," I smiled, slipping my panties off.
"I want to fuck you up the bum!" he cried excitedly, "Can I?"
"Of course, but you'll have to visit me tomorrow evening for that. Today I want to feel your
gorgeous young penis deep inside my cunt again."
I removed bra, stockings and suspender belt while speaking and then lay back across the bed, flinging my legs wide for him.
His face glowing Adam knelt between my feet and began licking my cunt. His probing tongue quickly found my clitoris and I knew Adam had experience in the art of cunnilingus. His hands beneath my bottom then, I knew of course what was coming next. I felt the first tentative touch of Adam's finger on my anus but he seemed hesitant.
