She was sitting on the couch, me being close to her on her right. She was lovely in a pale yellow cocktail dress, slightly low cut with thin straps. She wore a pair of olive green pumps with stiletto heels on her bare, beautiful legs. At 69 years old she was a knockout.
It was the middle of the afternoon and we sat quietly in warm glow of fall sunlight. She seemed a little melancholy. I ventured to put my arm around her and rest my hand on her shoulder. Without saying a word she leaned in to me and put her head high on my chest and shoulder and closed her eyes. I instinctively brought my hand up and gently stroked her pretty, dark hair. My petting moved to include her temple and then her cheek. I had never kissed her. This was the first physical contact we had ever experienced. We began to slump into the pillows on the couch and I moved to kiss her forehead. As there was no resistance from her I moved my kisses down to the bridge of her nose and then to her closed eyelids and cheek. Her beautiful mouth was so close, I couldn't resist. I put my hand under her chin, lifted her head slightly and ever so gently kissed her full lips. Without being too eager she returned my kiss. It was a delicious slow kiss with our heads moving slightly so that our lips were in constant motion. As our kiss ended she opened her eyes, smiled and said in a whisper "I liked that."
Never had I heard sweeter words. I knew that she could be away until early evening. I was encouraged as she lifted her face again, inviting me to kiss her mouth a little more ardently. Our second kiss was much the same as the first but much longer. As we kissed we easily snuggled in to the pillows on the couch in almost full recline. Our bodies were perfectly molded one into the other. I felt the fullness of her right breast on my chest while her other breast stood proud and inviting under the delicate material of her dress. As I started to pull my mouth away from hers I felt her part her lips in an invitation to explore her with my tongue. It was absolute bliss. I extended my tongue ever so slightly and was instantly met be hers. It was soft, wet and warm. We used the wetness of our mouths to make our lips glide over each other's as we kissed ever deeper and deeper.
There was something about her that I hadn't experienced in a long time. She was so desirable, so willing and so obviously experienced in love. I felt that we had made an unspoken commitment now, so I carefully began to stroke her back with my right hand. I had a rush of excitement as I noticed through the thin fabric of her dress the lack of a bra strap. As we kissed I moved my hand down to the small of her back and massaged it with firm, tight circular strokes. I moved my hand down to the cheek of her butt where it made that beautiful ninety-degree turn into her leg. My petting met no resistance and I was eager to explore more of her body.
We broke our long wet kiss and as she looked intently into my eyes I moved my hand to her front, up her stomach and onto her waiting left breast. In only seconds I felt her nipple go very hard in response to my gentle stroking through the wonderfully thin material of her cocktail dress. I reached up and slid the spaghetti strap off her shoulder and down her lovely arm. As I reached under the dress to cup her breast in my hand she moved her body to accommodate my desire. The breast was free and I moved my mouth down and over it savoring the softness of the flesh and the hardness of the nipple.
I was greedy for her body. My left arm and hand were pinned uselessly behind her and I desperately wanted all my resources to fulfill my pleasure. I pulled my arm from under her, which caused her to lie flat on her back. As my hand moved over her face she seized upon my index finger with her mouth and used the wetness of her tongue to give me immense enjoyment. God this woman was sexy!
As I continued to work my tongue over her breast I moved my hand down her body to her left leg. She immediately brought her leg up into a right angle bend to give me access to her calf and foot. She had a fantastic pair of legs and she knew it. The stilettos caused that classic pure straight line down the front of the leg all the way to the toes. I used my fingertips to tickle the top of her foot and then moved up and around to the back of her lower leg where I lavished my attention on her calf.
As I moved my hand up her leg toward her thigh I felt her give a slight shudder of pleasure and an almost imperceptible spreading of her legs as to not discourage my intentions. Her inner thigh was soft and warm and creamy white. I desperately wanted to taste her thighs but instead moved my mouth from her breast to her lips again. This time her tongue was already out of her mouth as I enveloped it with mine. She opened her legs a little more and I went from one thigh to the other in turn, each time stroking a little higher. As I finally reached the apex of her legs the backs of my fingers were brushing the silkiness of her delicate panties. As we deeply kissed I reversed the lie of my hand so that my fingertips were stroking her vulva through her panties. She now spread her legs wide open to make my pleasure and hers deeper!
My cock was rock hard and straining through the fabric of my slacks. I felt the warmth and fullness of her generous inner vaginal lips that waited behind her panties. I could feel the hardness of her clitoris as it moved from under its protective hood.
There now was a new sensation which I experienced as I stroked her intimate parts through her panties. Not only was there wonderful warmth, but there was also a beautiful increasing dampness. I stroked her with more firmness using my middle finger to try to drive the panty crotch up inside her pussy. I could stand it no longer. I slid my fingers under the elastic side of her panties so that I was on her flesh. That beautiful place wasn't just damp; it was very, very wet. It was so wet that there was absolutely no resistance to any movement of my fingers. My middle finger instantly went into her now hot opening to its full length. She moaned with pleasure as I raced along the inside of her wonderful mouth with my eager tongue.
I started to work on her clitoris in earnest. I used the tip of my index finger in little circular motions to increase her arousal. Her clit responded immediately; it stood proud and hard. She was now producing so much natural lubrication that she was wonderfully, almost sloppy wet. I slid two fingers up inside of her, which made her gasp with pleasure. I knew I could do whatever I wanted. She was with me and gave me total encouragement. She reached down and seized my cock in her hand through my slacks. "God, you're huge," she moaned. "You really want to fuck me, don't you?"