I'm now, sixty four, married with four grown children, but this all happened about back when I was twenty three and single. I had a job working for a large national company. I was sent to work in a small town where I got a room at a boarding house.
The widow who owned the house was Martha, who was in her fifties at the time, also three other women in their forties were boarded there and worked at the local mill.
I kept a bottle of whiskey in my room and would have a shot now and then. I stored it in my suitcase under the bed, as the town didn't have any bars or sellers of alcohol. From what I heard it was frowned on to drink alcohol in that community.
After a while, I noticed my bottle was going down without me touching it. I soon worked out it was Martha who was taking a shot now and then. As it went down when the other ladies were away one weekend.
I didn't really mind, as she didn't say anything to anybody else about my bottle. On a trip to another town, I got two more bottles of whiskey. Then when Christmas came the other Ladies left for a two week holiday, leaving me alone with Martha.
On the weekend before Christmas, it snowed heavily and not many people were moving about. I stayed at the boarding house and Martha came into my room to change the sheets. I had my bottle on the chest of drawers and she saw it and didn't say anything.
After she had changed the sheets, I asked her,"Would you like a drink?
We started to talk and she told me, "I knew you had a bottle and although it was frowned upon in our town. It really isn't anyone's business."
After a while, we ended up in the lounge, drinking, we had drunk half the bottle and were still drinking. I gave her another drink after which she said, "One more drink and I'm anybodys."
She drank it and I took her at her word and kissed her and started to feel her up. She seemed to like my hands on her big soft titties but she seemed to like my mouth on them even more, once I got her out of her top and bra. I licked over and around one of her nipples before sickling on it like a newborn, while pinching and pulling on the other nipple, then I switched sides.
I told Martha,"Since you liked my tongue on your tits so much you're going to love my tongue between your legs."
Martha surprised me by letting me know her former husband never went down on her.
"Now, that is truly a shame and one I'm aiming to rectify right now."
So I took her to her bed, got her skirt and panties off then went to town, munching on her hairy snatch. She probably had the wooliest bush I had ever seen on a woman. It didn't turn me off as I was after the creamy pink center nestled in all that hair.
Martha bucked, squirmed, pulled at the sheets while moaning and groaning, sayingover and over, "oh fuck... what are you doing... fuck that feels so good!"
I lashed her clit with my tongue and tongue fucked her pussy hole. She climaxed so hard she squirted into my mouth. Something she had never done before, at first she thought she had peed a little. I corrected her by continuing to eat her until she squirted again. Then I replaced my tongue with my fingers rubbing and banging her hard and fast that she squirted two more times, one after another. The bed was soaked under her ass.
I didn't let her catch her breath as I mounted her, driving my hard cock up her sloppy wet twat. It was a good thing I had made her cum so much because Martha's underused cunt was as tight as a virgin's.
Mathra squealed in pleasure, "yes fuck me... Fuck my pussy!"as I rammed her honey hole, I've no ideal how long I fucked her before I couldn't hold back my need to cum. It had to have been a while as I worked up a sweat. As soon as I pulled out of Martha's tight cunt hole, it was like a cork out of a champagne bottle, my cum began to leak out and down onto the sheets making even more of a mess. I rolled off her and onto my back, Martha cuddled up against me and quickly was softly snoring.
With the snow helping to keep us stuck at the boarding house, there wasn't much to do but lay around, talk, and of course, fuck. Which we did.
We made the most of the place being empty and fucked in several rooms around the house. Martha wasn't a nympho or anything but it been a years since her last fucking and I was giving it to her good, she especially enjoy my tongue in her hairy twat. I enjoyed the taste of her pussy, so I happily went down on her as often as she was willing.
Boy, was she willing.
After I did my three licks to the center of the tootsie pop routine, if you know you know.
I always got my rocks off by fucking Martha and leaving her even more wet as she was too old to get pregnant. There is a subliminal pleasure in fucking a woman, not having to wear a condom or worrying about pulling out. Just cumming, when you're ready to cum.
The time flew by, but it was a couple days before the other lady boarders returned. Martha and I were sitting in steaming bath water, a large claw foot tub, in what was called the bathing room.
