I want to tell about a sexual experience I had last evening. But before I do, I suppose I'd better tell you a little bit about myself.
I'm Krystal. That by the way, is not my real name. Many years ago, a gentleman told me I was precious like a jewel, somewhat like a crystal. I think he was just being nice as I had a mouthful of his cum at the time. Anyway, I took a fancy to the name and adopted it as my own. I think it sounds so much better than Marge. Don't you?
So, back to me. I'm 62 years young, as the saying goes. Don't be deceived by the age. I don't look 62. I'm quite wealthy, have my own house, with it's own gym and outdoor pool. I use both often as I learnt long ago that men prefer to fuck fit women. I actually own a retirement home. I take good care of my retiree's and make sure I employ the right kind of staff as well. I've had many adventures there as you can imagine. I'll tell you about them as well some other time.
I'm divorced and have been for 4 years but even through the marriage I kept to my fitness regime. In another story I shall tell you about my husband and married life.
I have a full womanly figure, which I've managed to keep respectfully tight for my age. I possess 40DD breasts which to this day, attract all the attention a cock hungry slut like me could ever dream of. I stand in stockinged feet at 5' 7". You wouldn't see me like that very often as I always keep my heels on. The one thing I'm really, really strict about is my hands. I learnt as a girl, that there is nothing more sexy for a man, than to watch a hand around his cock with slender fingers and nice, but not too long nails. Women out there, ask any man the question. I've had men cum over my hand just because they were long nails and painted a nice burgundy. Almost any colour will do. Men will appreciate them .
I have good legs and always wear heels, as I said before. Again, I learnt what men like. I made it my study. I've taken men off a lot younger women in my time, all because I now what they like. Stockings or not, it doesn't matter, as long as you've got heels. High enough to look sexy. Low enough to walk in. I have special shoes for the bedroom. We'll hear about them later.
As I look in a mirror, I notice a few lines appearing which weren't there a couple of months ago. Maybe I should consider some sort of surgery. Am I that vain? I really don't think I am. So I probably won't. it was just a thought. I refuse to grow old.
Still, enough about me. As time goes on, you'll hear more about my likes and dislikes. Let me tell you about yesterday. Maybe I should start at the beginning.
Round about 5 months ago a new family moved in next door. I actually live in a place called Chichester in Surrey. It's quite a opulent area, so when I say next door I don't mean that literally. Their a black family called "Mason". Their obviously well off, drive "C class Mercedes, his and hers, they also own one of those big camper vans. Don't know what you call them. Their very nice people and I took to them right away. The husband Bernie and daughter Celeste both commute to London each day, so I only see them at weekends. Brenda is a housewife and they have a 22 year old son Liam, whose at university. He's home on summer vacation at the moment and why I'm able to tell you this story.
This past week, the weather down our part of the country has turned for the better. For the first time this year I've been able to get out and catch some sun. Don't misunderstand me. I'm no sun worshipper, but when you've been having miserable weather on and off for months and then suddenly the sun comes out, you just have to get out and make the most of it. Anyway, I'd been out by the pool for about an hour, with a good book and a long G&T, when suddenly a noise like a football crowd came from the Mason's house. I have to admit, my first instinct was annoyance. I do like my peace and quiet. Especially when I choose to have it. Another thing you will notice about me, I don't spend too much time on my own. I do like company, especially male company. But, I have been known to keep female's as well. A girlfriend once told me, "it's all good." and she's right.
So, picture this. I'm laid on my sun lounger, in my white bikini, with my book and drink and what sounds to be a football crowd have decided to move in next door and disturb me. I chose to do nothing for the time being and try to ignore it. But within minutes, a Frisbee came sailing over my hedge and landed not 4 feet away. Minutes later there was a knock on my back gate and before I could answer, an Adonis in Speedo's entered my back garden. I couldn't move as he walked towards me, all I could do was to stare at him from behind my sunglasses and admire his chiselled body and of course it wasn't long before my eyes lowered down to see what he was packing. I caught my breath, he was certainly well hung. He looked absolutely perfect. By the time I looked up at him, he was only a couple of feet away from me.
"I'm sorry" he said, "Me and a few friends have come back to my house and wanted to play some disc. We didn't mean to disturb you".
I couldn't help but notice that his eyes kept darting down to my huge breasts and then back up. "Mmmmmmmmm, This could get interesting." I thought to myself.
"That's alright. I'm Krystal by the way. I'm assuming your Liam, home from university, so Brenda tells me."
