My relationship with Shirley became stronger every time we were together. The crafty minx even engineered a couple of evenings out with my parents, so that if she called me at home and my one of parents answered it did nor seem strange.
As well as our regular Sunday morning sessions, she also managed to meet me at the local sports ground on several occasions. From there it was a 30 second walk into some secluded woods where we would soon be busily playing with each other.
Two notable events happened over the next few weeks during our regular-ish Sunday morning meetings.
The first was about 2 weeks after she had lost her anal virginity. Arriving at her house, I knocked on the door as usual, only to hear a muffled "Who is it?" Once I had announced myself she said, "Come in, it's not locked."
Walking in I was surprised to see Shirley, wearing only stockings and suspenders and a three quarter length frilly slip rucked up to her waist, bent over her favourite armchair, her bare arse sticking up, feverishly thrusting a cucumber in and out of her arsehole.
"Quick," she moaned, "My arse is on fire, and only a cockful of your spunk will cool it down."
Quickly dropping my trousers I pulled out the cucumber and forcibly replaced it with my, by now, fully erect and throbbing knob.
"Oh Yes! Yes! Yesssss...." she cried, as she rapidly came. My balls and her thighs became literally soaked in her gushing juices, as I quickly emptied my tanks into her quivering anal canal.
Her sphincter muscles were so strong that they soon "milked" my cock dry but, as the contractions continued I was soon again fully erect. As my first come had taken the edge off my arousal I now had more control. So, still buried in her rectum, I recommenced reaming her arse until, after she had come several more times, she moaned that she needed to rest, as she was beginning to feel sore. Pulling my still erect cock out of her ring, I said to her, "Do you have a portable mirror somewhere?"
"Why?" She murmured.
"There's something I want to show you," I replied.
Pointing to a nearby sideboard, I moved across and picked up gilt framed mirror that was lying on a shelf.
Moving back behind her I held the mirror behind and slightly under her, and asked her to tell me when she could see her own arse. Eventually we obtained the right position, and she said, "Oh my God. Look at all that frothy goo around the rim of my poor, sore little rectum, and all that white sperm trickling out of it. Did that big thing of yours go in there?"
"Yes it did, and you loved it." I said. "Go on, rub my spunk in where you feel sore." Needing no further prompting, her fingers were soon smearing my first lot of spunk into her skin.
Moving around to face her I popped my stiff cock into her open mouth, which I proceeded to fuck. Pumping away in her mouth, I looked over her shoulder and saw her fingering herself in the mirror. This blew my mind and, aided by her tongue and the heat of her mouth, my cock was soon boiling. Sensing I was about to blow, she pushed a spunk-covered finger deep into her own arsehole and, as I exploded into her mouth, she came, loudly screaming, "Oh Hell... Another one." After we had both recovered she said, "What made you think of the mirror?"
"Well, as much as I love the tight feeling of being buried up to the hilt in your arse, with your cheeks cushioning my balls, I really love to lean back and watch my cock sliding in and out. That really gets me going. But the ultimate turn-on is after I pull out a trail of spunk always dribbles out of your arsehole. When we're not together and I think of your gaping arse hole and that trickle I just have to go and play with myself. I just wondered whether or not the sight would appeal to you."
"It did," she replied, "I really enjoyed it."
"So did I," I said. "It was so erotic, watching you playing with yourself, via the mirror."
"Watching you watching me was also a huge element of the enjoyment," she added.
Even though circumstances mean that we don't get together very often any more, I still see Shirley to this day. Whenever an opportunity arises, even though she is now over seventy, she always makes sure a mirror is handy, so that we can both enjoy the sight of her fingering her own arse or pussy. She has even developed the technique whereby she will sit on my prick, facing a mirror. She says that watching my cock slide in and out of her cunt or arse magnifies the sensations greatly.
The second notable event to happen on a Sunday, was that I finally lost my vaginal virginity. Having tried more things in a few weeks than a lot of people ever do, I was still desperate to lose my virginity in the accepted way.
