The Nymphs And The Dentist – By SBarak1 free porn video

The Nymphs and the Dentist – a Story by SBarak1

This is story #5 in the Nymph series. It follows ‘You Can Find Nymphs in Your Garden’, ‘The Return of the Nymphs ‘The Nymphs and the Morning After’ and ‘The Nymph’s Proposition. Although this story stands alone reading the previous stories provides the background. Please enjoy.


It was a Sunday night. The Nymph’s were at my place. It was becoming a regular occurrence. They liked to be here to pursue their ‘research’, as they called it, to establish their porn web site. They didn’t have a lot to show for their efforts yet. Although they would tell you they had spent a lot of time checking out various sites, video content and picture gallery content. I wasn’t complaining. Often the Nymphs would get excited about a particular video or picture gallery which would lead to some great ‘sucking and fucking’, as they termed it.

We were in the lounge room and Em was tripping around various sites. Deb was making notes and thinking about ‘plot lines’ for videos they wanted to make. On the screen was a guy in a dentist’s chair with a well-endowed female dentist leaning over him. Em piped up.

“Hey Alan, I’m going to the dentist tomorrow,” Em said.

“Oh,” I replied.

“Yeah, I go once a year for a check-up with Aunty Red,” she went on.

“Aunty Red?” I asked.

“Yeah, it’s not her real name. Come to think of it… What’s her real name Deb? I can’t remember,” Em asked.

“It’s Elizabeth or Liz, silly,” replied Deb.

“That’s’ right,” said Em. “Liz. Yeah. Deb and I have been seeing her for years. Since we were teenagers. She’s sort of part of the family. We really like her. Although she’s not actually a dentist. She’s a dental hygienist. She works for a dentist.”

“What does a dental hygienist do?” I asked.

“Well, she sort of does everything except fillings really. Wouldn’t you say Deb?” Em asked.

“I guess that’s the simple way of explaining it,” said Deb. “Basically she can do everything up to the point of doing fillings and X-Rays.”

“When was the last time you went to the dentist Alan?” asked Em.

“Couldn’t tell you. It was a few years ago,” I said, wanting to change the subject. I wasn’t a big fan of a trip to the dentist. I don’t know why. Maybe it was the sound of the drill.

“You need to see Aunty Red then,” said Em. “She’s really good. You’ll like her. She’s in her late forties and has this head of flaming red hair. That’s why we call her Aunty Red.”

“Dunno,” I said. “Maybe another time.”

“No, it’s time you had a check-up. You need to see Auntie Red,” Em said, very mater of factly.

I changed the subject. “Go back to that last vid Em. What did you think of that, Deb?” I asked.

Another video appeared on the screen. A busty MILF was bent over a kitchen chair being rogered by a young stud. The Nymphs were quiet for a while as they studied the video.

“It’s a bit basic,” Deb said. “We need to have something more than two people walking into shot, stripping then fucking in different positions. I think the punters want more of a story,” she went on.

“OK then,” I said. “Now what about my idea to set up a profile on XHamster? We need to start the ball rolling soon.”

“Em and I have discussed it and we agree it’s a good idea. We just need to work out a name and some wording,” said Deb.

“Great!” I said. “Whatever the name is it needs the word ‘Nymph’ in it.”

We then went on to discuss names for the profile and what words would go with it.

We chatted into the night. We covered a lot of ground. Fortunately Em didn’t get back onto the subject of the dentist. However they did mention Buffy, their name for the corsetry buyer where they worked. They mentioned she would be visiting their store soon for an extended period of time. Something to do with a promotional event. They were still keen I meet her, knowing my fetish very huge breasted women. I let them know I was more than happy to meet her and suggested they invite her for dinner or maybe we could go to a local restaurant. It was getting late, so we headed off to bed together. The Nymph’s would be leaving early in the morning. They had brought a change of clothes so they didn’t need to go home then go to work.

As we lay in bed, Em on my right side and Deb on my left, Deb let out a sigh.

“We really like being with you Alan,” Deb said.

“We particularly like the cuddles we have with you, like this,” Em said, snuggling in.

“And the fucking, of course. But the cuddles are really good. Besides you smell so good,” said Deb, taking a deep sniff, then giggling.

It wasn’t long before we drifted off to sleep.

The Nymph’s were up before me in the morning. Showered, dressed, they said their goodbyes with a kiss. I got myself ready and headed off to work.
I was about Noon when I received a text message on my mobile phone from Em. She had booked me in for a dental check-up with Aunty Red later in the week. The last part of the message told me in no uncertain terms I was required to be there. No cancelling.

A few days later I found myself at a dental surgery not far from where the Nymph’s lived. I had arrived at 11am sharp as instructed. The receptionist took my details and asked me to take a seat. She noted that I was here to specifically see Elizabeth. Ten minutes later a tallish woman in her late forties came out to the reception.

“Alan?” she asked.

“That would be me,” I replied, as I got up and walked over to her.

She stood about 5’10”, although I could see she was wearing a least a 2” heel. Her most striking feature was a mane of red curly hair. I couldn’t tell how long it was as it was pulled back. She was wearing a white coat which couldn’t hide an impressive figure. She was showing a discreet amount of cleavage. Her breasts were full and she had matching hips. As I walked up to her she held out her hand.

“Hi I’m Elizabeth, but you can call me Liz,” she said, as we shook hands and I looked into her green eyes.

I followed her into one of the rooms and settled into the dentist’s chair.

“So Emily made this appointment for you”, Liz started saying. “She mentioned it had been a while between checkups for you.”

I mentioned something about not being a big fan of the dentist.

“This is just a checkup along with a clean and scale today. I’ll also do an initial survey of your teeth for our records. You’ll be out of here in 20 minutes. It won’t hurt a bit,” Liz said with a big smile. I could see she had perfect teeth.

As she went about her work Liz chatted away and I responded with mono-syllabic grunts. She mentioned how she had known Emily and Debby for over 20 years. She hadn’t always worked at this dental surgery but as she moved to different surgery’s Emily and Debby and always followed her. She had got to know their families and was really quite fond of them. Liz also noted from my address she lived in my area. We worked out we go to the same shopping centre and supermarket.

True to her word I was heading out the door after 20 minutes. Liz had also let me know I would need to return for a filling next week. We made an appointment for late in the week.

That night I got a phone call from Em.

“How did it go with Aunty Red?” asked Em.
“Everything went fine,” I replied. “It was all over in 20 minutes, it didn’t hurt a bit. She very good. Unfortunately I have to go back for a filling next week.”

“See, was worth it then,” said Em. “I don’t want to be kissing a guy with poor oral hygiene,” she said with a giggle.

“Have you ever noticed her voice?” I asked Em.

“What do you mean?” she replied.

“Your Aunty Red has the sexiest voice going,” I said.

“Never really noticed it,” said Emily. Maybe she saves it for the blokes.

“Maybe,” I said. “But she is one hot lady,” I said with a chuckle.

The Nymphs were back at my place on Sunday night conducting further ‘research’. We were in the lounge room. As usual Em was on the laptop using the big TV as a screen. Deb was making notes and I was mucking around on my iPad.

While we were chatting Em made the comment. “So you think Aunty Red is hot do you?”

“Sure,” I said. “Haven’t you noticed? Pretty face with high cheek bones. Great figure. Beautiful hair. Fantastic green eyes.”

“Never really thought of her that way. She’s always been just Aunty Red since we were young,” said Deb looking up.

“And I think she has a very sexy voice,” I went on.

The Nymphs looked at each other. Interesting I thought. I had seen this look before. It was almost like some sort of telepathic communication.

“You know we saw her on Thursday night”, said Deb. “She dropped into the store and I fitted her for some new bras and matching bits and pieces.”

I sat up. Deb had my attention.

“She was asking about you. You know, things like, how we know you, what your job is, and general stuff like that,” Deb said.

“Maybe she’s interested,” said Em.

“Maybe,” said Deb. “What do you think Alan,” Deb asked with a sideways glance at Em.

“I think she is very attractive,” I replied. “She’s very personable, has amazing hair and has a drop dead sexy voice,” I went on.

The Nymphs looked at each other briefly without saying anything. Deb changed the subject.

“We’ve come up with some ideas from a profile name and some words to go with it,” Deb said, handing me a piece of paper.

The rest of the evening was spent discussing possible scenarios for videos the Nymph’s wanted to shoot. Em brought up some videos that provided some ideas that went with the story lines. The Nymphs were getting rather worked up. Towards the end I found myself with Em holding my cock in my pants and I could see Deb fingering her pussy.

“How about we head off to bed?” I asked.

We packed everything away and headed off to bed. Again the Nymphs would be leaving from my place in the morning to go to work so they had their clothes with them. We got into bed and Em resumed holding my cock then gently stroking it. It didn’t take long before Deb straddled my chest and was feeding her hard nipples into my mouth. A little while later Deb slide down my torso and slid my hard cock into her hungry cunt. Em moved around and straddled my face so I could search out her cunt with my tongue. Both Nymphs faced each other and were kissing. After a while the Nymphs changed position after Deb had a small orgasm. After about another 15 minutes Em orgasmed. The Nymphs then lay either side of me and proceeded to jack me off. I had a satisfying cum, spraying a load over my torso and onto the Nymphs. The Nymphs then slowly licked up my cum.

Laying there together enjoying our post orgasm state. I asked the Nymphs a question.

“Considering how much time you are spending here and that you go to work straight from here sometimes, I think you should bring some things over here. It will make it easier for you. What do you think?” I asked.

There was a slight pause as the Nymphs lifted their heads to look at one another across my chest.

“Thank you Alan,” they both said in unison.

“It will make things so much easier,” said Deb, as both Nymphs snuggled into me.

I got up at about 7:30am. The Nymphs had already left by this time. I noticed the house seemed a bit empty without them.

Later in the week I went to the dentist for my filling. After seeing the receptionist, Aunty Red or Liz took me into the room and settled me in the dentist’s chair. She prepped me and the dentist then came in and proceeded to fill the cavity in my tooth. After the dentist had finished Liz was cleaning up and we were chatting. Or in my case doing my best to talk considering the left side of my mouth and tongue were numb. During this visit I was able to notice that Liz had a great set of legs encased in sheer white stockings. I’m not sure if she meant to but on two occasions she had brushed against me with her breasts. We were talking about the Nymphs, but of course she referred to them as Emily and Debby. After a final mouth rinse I stood up. Liz moved close to me.

In a low husky voice Liz said. “You know, I normally do my supermarket shopping between 5 and 6pm on a Sunday.”

“Who knows,” I replied. “We might just bump into one another.”

“That would be nice,” said Liz, with a smile, as she moved away.

With that I paid the bill at the reception, made a time for a check-up in 12 months and left the dental surgery.

Em was on the phone that night. “How did you go with Aunty Red? I mean, you know, at the dentist?” she asked.

I wasn’t giving anything away. “Fine,” I said. “Got the filling, even made an appointment for a checkup in 12 months’ time. How’s that?” I asked.

“Do you still think she’s hot?” Em continued to press me.

“Yes, I still think she’s hot,” I replied.

“Good!” said Em, and hung up.

I could tell the Nymphs were up to something. I just couldn’t work out what it was.

The weekend rolled around again. The Nymphs had been at my place since 11am on the Sunday. We had gone for a drive to a nearby wine growing region. After lunch at one of the local cafes we checked out a few wineries. It was about 4:30pm. We were back at my place and were lounging around talking about the wineries we had just visited with an open bottle from the results of our trip. The Nymphs had questioned me further about my interest in Aunty Red and I had played it cool.

“By the way,” I said. “I’ve set up the profile on Xhamster. It’s called ‘HornyNymphs’. I’ve even selected a couple of vids and pics that should fit within the theme of what you want to do. Want to have a look?”

Before I had finished the sentence Em was on the site and now looking at me for the profile password.
“Have a guess,” I said, with a big grin.

Three attempts later she had logged on and the two of them were staring intently at the laptop screen.

“I’m just going to do some supermarket shopping for dinner. I’ll be back in 30 minutes,” I said.

Without moving their heads the Nymphs both said “Bye”.

I was in the supermarket within 10 minutes. It was about 5:15pm. And sure enough who was walking down the soft drinks aisle with a trolley and a big smile on her face? It was Aunty Red.

“Alan, what a surprise. It’s so good to see you,” Liz said, coming up to me and giving me a peck on the cheek. She looked stunning. She was in a form fitting green tee-shirt showing some cleavage along with a pair of tight denim shorts. Her long curly red hair was out and she was wearing a pair of strappy sandals with a 4” heel. Her long shapely legs went all the way up to her round ass. As I suspected she had a classic hour glass figure. She would have easily been 38-24-40 with a double-D cup. I caught my breath.

“Great to see you Liz. How are you?” I asked.

Liz turned her half full trolley around and we proceeded to continue our shopping chatting away. We were nearing the checkout and Liz asked me how Emily and Debby were.

I replied, “As a matter of fact they are both at my place right now. Tell you what, why don’t’ you drop around for a drink once you have got home and packed that lot away.”

“Love to,” said Liz.

“Great,” I replied. “What’s your mobile number? I’ll text you the address.”

After telling me her mobile phone number I texted Liz my address.

“See you at about 6:30pm. Don’t change and don’t bring a thing,” I said.

I headed home with my shopping. I dropped the shopping bags on the kitchen bench and announced to the Nymphs.

“OK you two, you’ve got 15 minutes to clean that lot up & make yourselves presentable. Aunty Red is going to be here in 20 minutes,” I said.

“Aunty Red?” said Em, with a quizzical look on her face.

“That’s right,” I said. “Aunty Red. I just bumped into her at the supermarket and have invited her over for drinks. I told her you were here. So once you have tidied up you can prepare some nibbles to go with the drinks. I’ve got everything here.”

With that the Nymphs sprang into action and started tidying up the lounge area. They were back in 10 minutes having changed. I pointed out where the cheese, biscuits, olives, etc. where and the Nymphs got to work preparing the nibbles.

It wasn’t long before there was a knock at the front door. I opened the door to see Liz with a big smile on her face.

“Hope you don’t mind, but I just had to change,” she said.

Liz was standing in front of me in a light summer dress, which accentuated her curves, showing a lot of cleavage. Her magnificent curly red hair was still out. She was wearing bright red gloss lipstick which really highlighted her lips.

“You look great,” I said. “Come in, come in, we are just through here in the lounge,” I said.

Liz stepped through the door, gave me a peck on the check and we walked through.

“Aunty Red!” cried the Nymphs in unison, as they both came over and hugged and kissed.

“Glass of wine?” I asked as Liz sat down on the couch between the Nymphs.

“Thank you,” she replied.

I headed off to the kitchen and quickly returned with 4 glasses of a chilled chardonnay we had found on our trip that afternoon.

Back in the lounge we chatted, drank wine and picked at the platter the Nymphs had prepared. We spoke about when Liz had first met the Nymphs when they were teenagers. How she would get yearly updates on their progress as they went through school and started working. She mentioned she enjoyed visiting them at work so she could buy lingerie and have a quick catch up. The Nymphs went on to talk about the trip to the wineries that afternoon. Eventually we moved on to what the Nymphs current project was and why they were at my place. Deb explained I was showing them how to take digital photographs and videos and then edit them.

By now it was getting onto 8pm. We were onto our third bottle of wine. I asked Liz if she would like to stay for dinner, I would just order in some pizzas. She agreed, so I went off to find my mobile phone and place the order.

When I returned the Nymphs had taken Liz out to the garage, to my makeshift photo studio. They had the lights on and were explaining to Liz how it all worked. Em got behind the camera.

“Why don’t I just take a few snaps of you, while you are there,” said Em.

Without waiting for a reply Em started taking pictures.

“I’m not sure,” said Liz apprehensively.

“You look great,” said Em. “We will look at then afterwards and you can delete any you don’t like. Hey Deb, just move Aunty Red to the side a bit. That’s it,” continued Em as she kept snapping away.

“Oh, OK. If you insist,” replied Liz, as she did a few cheesy poses.

I was standing in the door way with a smile on my face watching what was going on. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Deb looked over at me with a grin.

“Hey Alan, can you come over her and pose Aunty Red. You are much better at it than I am,” said Deb as she stepped away.

I went over to Liz, in front of the camera.

“Do you mind?” I asked, as I placed my hand on her hip.

“Sure,” she replied, as she moved closer to me.

I positioned Liz into a number of simple classic poses both standing and sitting. I was moving the position of her hair, asking her to turn her head, cross her legs, cross her arms. At one stage I had my hand in the small of her back. All the while Em kept snapping away taking pictures with me in and out of frame. At one stage I felt Liz’s breasts brush my upper arm and heard her let out a little gasp. As we went on Deb was starting to direct Liz into other positions and I had stepped back. There was a loud knock at the front door.

“That will be the pizzas,” I said, as I headed out of the studio to the door.

As I opened the door the pizza guy looked at me.

“Geez mate, where have you been? I have been knocking for a while now. I really had to bang on the door,” he said.

“Sorry about that,” I mumbled, as he handed over the pizzas and I paid him. “Here’s a bit extra for your trouble,” I said, as I gave him a generous tip.

“Thanks mate, see you next time,” he said, as he turned on his heel and headed off.

I walked back in the lounge to find everyone sitting down waiting for the pizzas. The Nymphs had got some plates and topped up the glasses. We started to eat.

The topic of conversation during dinner was all about photography, editing and ideas about what the Nymphs wanted to learn. At this stage they had made no mentioned as to their real intention of setting up a porn web site. It was getting on to about 9:30pm.

“Goodness, is that the time?” exclaimed Liz. “I must get going. Got any early start at the surgery tomorrow.”

With that we all stood up and walked to the front door. Liz thanked me for dinner and drinks and we all said our goodbyes. The girls gave Liz big hugs and kisses and this time I placed my hands on Liz’s hips as I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Back in the lounge room with the Nymphs.

“Well that was a bit of fun,” I said.

“Sure was,” said Deb. “We haven’t really had much of a chance to socialize with Auntie Red over the years. She really is a nice person.”

“Yeah,” said Em, somewhat distractedly. “What I really want to do is check out the pics.”

With that Em got up and headed off to the studio. She returned with the camera and the laptop. Before long she had everything connected and we were looking at the first pictures on the large flat screen TV.

“The camera likes her,” I said as we scrolled though the shots.

It was surprising how many pics Em had taken. The framing was pretty good in most. The lighting could have been better in some because it was a bit rushed. And then we got to the sequence of shots where Liz brushed my arm with her breasts.

“Hold it there Em,” said Deb. “Did you see the look on her face? Just back up 2 shots. There it is.”

On the screen was Liz having just brushed my arm with her breasts. Her eyes were closed and she had a look of pleasure on her face. Her mouth was slightly open. It was a good shot I thought. Good angle…

“She looks like she is really getting off on that!” said Em excitedly.

“Sure does,” agreed Deb.

“I think you have just caught a ‘magic moment’,” I said. “That’s when you find a pic you have taken that has everything you want with a little bit extra. It’s a great shot.”

The Nymphs were genuinely excited. They had learned a little more about studio photography and were having fun. It was getting onto 11pm.

“Better head to bed,” said Deb. “We have our usual early Monday morning start at work. Come on you two.”

With that we packed up, gave the kitchen a quick tidy up and headed off to bed. Lying in bed naked with a Nymph either side of me I said.

“That was a really great evening.”

“Yeah, Auntie Red is a great person,” Deb said.

“I really liked taking all the photos,” said Em.

We lay there a bit longer. The Nymphs snuggling in.
“Did you really just bump into her at the supermarket?” Deb asked.

As usual Deb had worked out what I had done and had short circuited any plan they had been hatching. She then reached over and held my cock around its base.

“Maybe,” I said with a smile the Nymphs couldn’t see.

“What do you think Em?” Deb asked.

Again I was sure there was some sort of telepathic communication going on between these two. Maybe it was my vivid imagination.

“They will be good together,” said Em, somewhat unexpectedly I thought.

“Agreed,” said Deb. “Alan, you should take Liz out to dinner. She would really enjoy that.”

Interesting I thought. I had just received the Nymph’s seal of approval. The more time I spent with the Nymphs the more interesting my life was becoming.

“I might just do that,” I replied.

We dozed off in each other’s arms.

As was becoming usual, I awoke on a Monday morning to find the Nymphs already up and getting ready to head off to work. By now they had claimed some wardrobe space in the spare room and placed a small collection of toiletries and makeup in the spare bathroom. I wandered downstairs to the kitchen.

“Morning Alan,” said Deb, as she came over to kiss me. “We’re about to go. There’s breakfast for you. We’ll catch you later.”

Em came over to me, gave me a kiss and said good bye.

It was a fairly average week. The usual work things going on. Managed to get out for a bike ride or a run most evenings. Interesting and sometimes naughty texts with the Nymphs. I was also thinking about calling Liz. I wanted to phone about Wednesday but didn’t want to seem too keen. And then I received an unexpected phone call from Liz on Wednesday morning.

“I hope you don’t think I am being too forthright,” she started out. “But I would like to invite you out for dinner this Friday night. You don’t have any other plans do you?”

I did a quick mental check. Friday night. I was due to catch up with a few mates at a pub in the city. Easily fixed.

“Thank you. I’m flattered,” I replied.

“Great! Pick me up at my place at 6:30. I’ve booked a local restaurant. I think you will like it,” Liz said.

“6:30pm sharp,” I said.

Friday night came around and I was standing on Liz’s doorstep at 6:30pm on the dot. I was dressed smart casual: open neck long sleeve shirt, trousers and boots. I knocked. Liz opened the door. She was wearing another light summer dress. This one was more fitted around the bust to show off her curves and ample cleavage. Her hair was up and she was wearing a pair of strappy sandals.

“You look great,” I said to Liz, as I looked her up and down.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” she replied with a smile.

She stepped out the door and gave me a little hug and a kiss. She then locked the front door and we headed for the car.

“I’ve made a reservation at the new Japanese restaurant near the shopping centre,” she announced.
“Sounds great. Been meaning to try it out,” I replied.

We were parked and in the restaurant in under 10 minutes. You could still smell the fresh paint the restaurant was so new. The restaurant was about three quarters full. Not bad for a new place on a Friday night I thought. I had an entrée of sashimi, Liz had sushi. We shared a main course of sukiyaki prepared at the table. We drank warmed saki with the meal. Throughout the main meal Liz told me her story. How she had always worked as a dental ther****t but taken some time off two have two k**s after she was married. She divorced her husband 5 years ago. Her daughters were now in their 20’s and one was married and had recently given birth to a baby boy. Liz proudly announced she was a grandmother. She went on to talk about some of her overseas trips and some of the short courses she had taken with varied subjects like philosophy and ancient roman history. Towards the end of the meal, after she had done most of the talking, she said she thought I was a really good listener.
The food was delicious. We had a look at the desert menu. Liz didn’t want desert, she suggested we go back to her place for a night cap.

We arrived at Liz’s house and went inside. Liz guided me into the lounge room.

“What would you like to drink?” she asked.

“Whatever is going,” I replied.

“I’ve got just the thing,” she said heading off to the kitchen.

Liz returned with two chilled Tokays in large brandy balloons. She handed one to me. “It’s amazing how tokay changes when you chill it,” she said taking a sip.

Liz sat down next to me on the couch twisting sideways and tucking a leg up. I tasted the tokay.

“Hmmm, very good,” I responded.

She was looking directly into my eyes. I could smell her perfume. I thought the time was right so I put my glass down on the coffee table and took Liz’s glass from her and placed it down as well. I then lent forward and gently kissed her on the lips. Her lips parted and our tongues met. She leant forward placing her hand on the back of my head. I put my arm around her shoulders. She tasted of tokay. She moved back and looked into my eyes.

“I really fancy you,” she said.

Before I could reply we were kissing again. By now Liz had turned and was kneeling on the couch beside me. Our kiss was deep and passionate.

She pulled back again and reached around to her left shoulder with her right hand rubbing it.

“Damn,” she exclaimed, “Sore shoulder. Been bothering me all week,” she complained.

“Let me see if I can help. Turn around,” I offered.

Liz sat back down on the catch with her back to me. I started to manipulate her left shoulder, through the material of her dress, searching for the knot of muscle that would be there.

“Let me make this easier,” Liz said standing up. She undid her dress and shrugged it off. After placing it on the end of the couch she sat back down beside me. She was a true red head. Pale almost translucent skin. Freckles on her forearms and upper body. To set it all off she was wearing an orange low cut bra and matching lacy briefs.

“Very nice,” I said as I resumed the massage.

“They are new,” she said. “I went to see Debby and purchased them the other week. You know they both speak very highly of you.”

Just then I found the spot right under her bra strap.

“Got it,” she said.

“Have you got some moisturizer or better still baby oil?” I asked.

“Just a tick,” Liz said as she got up and went out of the room. As she returned I was able to fully appreciate her figure. She was a classic hour glass. Her hips were slightly larger. And that low cut bra was a real turn on.

“You like what you see mister?” Liz asked, stopping briefly to give me a good look.

“Pretty impressive for a grand-mother,” I said with a big grin.

Liz laughed. I stood up.

“Best if you lay down on the couch. I’ll kneel down on the floor,” I said.

Liz lay down and positioned a few cushions for comfort. I put some baby oil on my hands as Liz reached around and undid her bra. I eased her bra strap out of the way and went about working the knot of muscle in her shoulder out. After finishing with her left shoulder I gave her right shoulder and quick going over then worked my hands down her back.

“Hmmm, that’s delicious,” said Liz. “You could do that to me all night long.”

I finished by giving her a playful pat on the bum. Liz got off the couch and sat down next to me. She leaned across and give me a quick kiss. The she eased off her already undone bra revealing her beautiful breasts. They had the palest areola with thin long nipples that were already hard.

“Be careful, they are extremely sensitive, particularly when hard”, she said, looking down at her breasts.
I didn’t need any further prompting. I moved forward and so very gently ran my tongue around each nipple. I heard her gasp several times. Then, very carefully I put my lips around her very hard thin long left nipple. I felt her shudder.

“On my!” she exclaimed, in her husky sexy voice.

I placed a hand on the crutch of her briefs. The material was soaked. I moved to the right nipple. She shuddered again even more.

“Goodness!” she said in that voice.

She was very turned on and so was I. I could feel my cock wanting to escape the confines my pants.

“Kiss me again,” Liz commanded in her husky sexy voice.

We kissed again as I gently explored her breasts with my hands. She lifted my hands down and placed them on her hips. She lifted her head back and looked into my eyes.

“I know it’s not fair as you have already brought me to orgasm twice. But this is a far as we go tonight tiger. I could easily eat you all up. We will save that for a later date,” she said.

I leant forward and kissed her again searching for her tongue. She responded.

I don’t know how long we kissed for. Me sitting on the couch of a near naked red-headed beauty who, only a few weeks prior, had been scrapping the plaque off my teeth. Now our tongues were locked together.

I pulled back.

“You are truly beautiful,” I said. “I will wait.”

Liz stood up and quickly returned with a light cotton robe on. We finally finished our drinks. I stood up. We kissed again. She reached down and stroked my cock through the fabric of my pants.
“Next time I’m going to suck your cock and then fuck you,” Liz said in that husky sexy voice.

My cock immediately hardened again.

“Hmmmm, he likes me talking to him does he?” she asked.

“When you say it in the husky voice of yours he does,” I said.

Liz led me to the door.

“It’s been a beautiful evening,” Liz said in that voice.

“It’s been a perfect evening. Great food, beautiful company and you have the most amazing nipples,” I said with a grin.
“You are a real gentleman, Alan. I like the way you respect that I don’t screw on the first date. Got to leave them wanting,” she said with a giggle.

“Until next time”, I offered.

We then kissed again and I walked out the door. I walked down the drive way, waved and got in my car and drove off.

To be continued…


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