BEV A GOOD DEED PAYS OFF
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Bev Tells Me A Story free porn video
I was heading home from work one afternoon, and ran into a detour which took me several miles out of my way, and tangled me in late afternoon traffic. The day was very warm, and I was uncomfortable with my top down. I decided to take my own route home, and soon after found myself on the street where Bev, the incredibly sexy 61 year old lady lived. Soon, I was apssing the front of her house, and saw her outside watering her plants. I pulled over to the curb, and greeted her. She smiled broadly, dropped the agrden hose, and walked over to my car. "Well, what a wonderful surprise !", she said, "Where have you been keeping yourself?" I told her about the detour, and the fact my "Plan B" had gotten me to her house by sheer dumb luck. "Hmmm...I'd say very good luck," she laughed. She looked very sexy with her hair pinned up high on both sides of her head, wearing a snug ;ight blue tank top, and matching satin shorts which were very short and showed almost all of her thighs. She had a pair of mid-heel white sandals on her feet, and as she knelt next to my passenger door, I could see she wasn't wearing a bra. "Wow...you look hot," she remarked, "Come inside and have a cool drink if you have time." I couldn't resist telling her she, too, looked "hot", and she giggled at the implied meaning. The air conditioning was on in her house, and the curtains closed, so it was instantly refreshing. She told me to sit down in the family room, and brought a large pitcher and glasses. "Mimosas will cool the hottest fire," she chuckled. We sat and caught up on each others' lives, and I could feel the effects of the drinks in my empty stomach. I watched her large breasts move and sway as she talked and moves her arms to illustrate her point. Her nipples pressed against the light tank top making my penis twitch. She suddenly turned serious, and said, "There is something I'd like to share with you." I listened as she told me that her mother had married a very decent man when she was only five years old. He did not adopt her per her mother's wishes, and she referred to him as "Tom". Their marriage was doomed by her mother's drinking problem and the fact she had a terrible marriage to Bev's biological father. When Bev was a sophomore in high school they divorced, but she and "Tom" remained fairly close, and kept in phone contact. Time passed, and Bev completed her college education, which "Tom" contributed to financially. She rushed into a bad marriage soon after completing college, which ended in a divorce, and she and "Tom" had only limited contact around holidays. Twenty four years passed, and one day - on a whim - she phoned Tom, who lived some distance away. They had numerous phone conversations which resulted in him coming to town to take her to dinner. As she spoke, I kept glancing at her full breasts under the tank top, and her long and shapely legs which she kept crossing and recrossing. Their dinner event went perfectly, and after she gave him a tour of the city. She invited him to her house for cocktails, and they began a serious discussion of what caused the marriage between him and her mother to fail. I felt a bit uncomfortable hearing these personal details, and very tactfully asked Bev why she was sharing them. "It's simple, Trev...you and i have shared intimacy, and that intimacy has allowed me to live out certain fantasies which are very special and important to me," she said. "All right, I understand some of that, but am still confused," I replied. She refilled our glasses, sat back, crossed her legs and said, "Let me get to the point." She proceded to tell me my interest in lingerie was very exciting to her, and my openess regarding masturbating with it for her intriguing. She told me that as she and Tom talked, he told her he thought he should excuse himself and get to his hotel. She was shocked, and asked why. He told her with great difficulty that she was now a very real woman, and that the long separation had made her young years seem so distant. With a great deal of prying, she finally got him to admit he viewed her as a very exciting woman, although he felt extreme guilt in admitting so. She told him that they were in no way related, he ahd not adopted her, he had always acted with utmost character with her, and she took his words as a compliment. They spoke about the coincidence that neither was in a relationship, and had not been for quite some time, and she admitted she had been very frustrated. She asked him bluntly if he would like to masturbate. His reaction was one of shock, but she softened it by saying she would like to pleasure herself at the same time. She asked him what he liked as far as arousal techniques, and he told her he was a panty and hosiery lover. She lifted her skirt to show him her stockings and panty crotch, which gave him an immediate erection. She took her dress off and sat across from him in her bra, slip, stockings and heels, and asked him to take his penis out for her. My own penis was now rock-hard, and had made a tent in my shorts. "Yeah...I thought you might react this way," she told me, "Take yours out as I go on." She went on to describe how she sensually removed her slip and bra, leaving only her garter belt, stockings, heels and panty on while he stroked his penis. She began rubbing herself and her breasts as she watched him, and not long after they both exploded in their own climaxes. "So you see, your tastes and techniques cater to my own fetish of watching a man cum for me, and your preference for lingerie only heightens the experience," she said. She told me he was transferred overseas, and only have sporadic contact. I was at the verge of cumming when she stood up, removed her tank top and satin shorts to reveal a very shiny and tight black nylon panty. She stood several feet away from me and began fingering herself, saying, "Shoot your load for me like Tom did...I need to relive that moment." I told her I would make a terrible mess of her coffee table, so she told me to catch my cum in her satin shorts. I could smell her perfume and juices on them as I held them under my raging penis. "You can fuck me any time you like, Trev," she said, "Cum for me now !!" I exploded in spurts of hot semen, most of which missed her satin shorts and landed on the table, carpet, and a framed photo of her accepting a community service award wearing a very sexy outfit. She walked over, took my semen in her fingers, and rubbed it on her breasts and stomach. She straddled my legs, pushed her panty aside, and lowered herself onto my still-stiff penis. She rubbed her breasts against my face as I thrust up into her soaking wet kitty. I pushed my finger into her ass, which made her kitty spasm and grip my penis even tighter. "Ohhhhhhh fucking hell !!!", she screamed as she had another climax. I was spent and could not cum, so we simply remained in that position for a time. She looked into my eyes and said, "Spend the night with me, and we'll do whatever you want." I was silent for a bit and said, "I want to dress you in all kinds of things." She kissed me and said, "I'll make dinner - just like I am, you get nude, we'll eat and then get to our night." I looked at her and said, "Bet you get fucked again before dessert." She stood up, gave me a devilish look, and said, "I'm going see that happens.
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