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Its not sure how many girls would admit their feelings towards older men when they were growing. I certainly don’t mean older in terms of age 50-60 but when girls are about 14-15. Once they start developing natural interest in physical change that leads to sexual fantasy. I’m not sure how many women would be able to recall their first object of fantasy that could be teacher, next door neighbour, perhaps close or distinct relative but I like to believe they all have developed it once for sure.

Well, Mona is one girl I know among many others who hasn’t just fantasized but showed courage to explore possibility that she got. She was barely 18 and I was 33 when I met her. Pretty soon we embark upon such a comfort zone where we both realise the value of communication. To me this is the most vital part of having healthy sex life so naturally I’m more inclined to female who shared the same views and ideas.

It was typical Friday evening where I was invited for social gathering at Mr. Parekh’s residence. He was more of a business associates than a friend. I had been to his place once before and did notice his beautiful young girl but nothing much occurred to me during that short visit.

Once again, tonight, I could not stop noticing her. Her outfit was more revealing. Perhaps, she is paying attention to her body and what a big difference such clothes can make. I blushed quietly thinking, I like this new generation who try and find a way to get all the attention they deserve.

But at thirty-three, I thought I was way too old for an eighteen year old even if we did have a lot in common.

I seemed to feel her stare because I suddenly looked up and met her eyes. Smiling, I mumbled something to the women standing with me and slowly made my way through the crowd to her side.

As I walked towards her, Mona noticed my eyes taking in her outfit. She knew she looked good in the figure-hugging skirt that’s hem ended three inches above her knees.

“What are you wearing, Mona?” I asked with a growl.

Mona looked down at herself. “A dress?”

“Barely. Your father actually let you out of your room wearing that?” I asked in surprise.

“Unlike some people, Daddy realizes that I’m an adult and can wear whatever I want. Besides, I look good.”

“You look beautiful, Mona. It’s just you look too…well…sexy.” I whispered the last word.

Mona’s heart skipped a beat then thudded madly to catch up. “Really?”

I nodded.

“I didn’t think you ever noticed what I wore.” She commented with a blush.

“I always notice.” I glanced around, grabbed her small hand, and pulled her out a side door that led into the private room. Locking the door behind them, I switched on the light then turned to face her. Staring down at her from my much more substantial height, I frowned at her. “You’ve got to understand, Mona. When you wear an outfit like that, it gives men ideas. Not so nice ideas.”

Mona’s eyes widened. “Does it give you any not so nice ideas, CB?”

I closed his eyes then nodded slowly.

“Well, it’s about damn time.”

My eyes snapped open. “What do you mean by that?”

Mona blushed again. “Do you know how long i’ve been trying to get your attention?”

“No.”

Mona rolled her eyes. “Seems like ages. You’ve just never really noticed me.”

“Mona Parekh. You have no idea. You’re just too young for me. For God’s sake, girl, you’ve just turned eighteen. Plus, I’m really good friends with your father. I don’t think he’d take too kindly to me hooking up with his princess.” Mona didn’t know if he was trying harder to convince her or himself.

“CB, do you honestly see any of that as a problem? Because I don’t. We’re both adults. If we find each other attractive, why should there be anything stopping us? Or is that it? Do you not find me attractive? I know I’m not tall … Model-thin … Or curvy like your usual women.”

I shook my head. “God, baby. Don’t insult yourself like that. You’re beautiful. Your body is what a woman’s is supposed to look like. You have bountiful curves that make a man want to bury his face..Ahem…Nevermind that. Mona, you are perfect. Don’t ever let anyone tell you differently.”

“So, it’s really just the age thing? Mainly?” Mona asked with a blush. She’d never known I saw her that way.

I nodded. “Although, the more we talk about it, the less I seem to care about it. But, I also enjoy our friendship. I don’t want to lose that.”

Mona grabbed my huge hands. “CB, I don’t want to lose out on a chance at happiness. Do you?”

I shook my head. My thumbs rubbed against the palms of her small hands sensuously, making her shiver. “Are you positive you want to see where this goes?”

Mona nodded. “But what I really want is to get you in bed.”

My eyes got widened. “What?”

Mona giggled. “Oh, the look on your face was priceless.”

I shook my head. “You never talk that way…just surprised me.”

“I know.” She said with a laugh. “Now, will you show me how to kiss?”

I looked down into her eyes, losing myself in her big brown eyes. Her full lips parted. Her little pink tongue swept out to wet her suddenly dry lips, readying herself for my mouth. I groaned. My head lowered slowly as my hands cupped her face. Slowly, sensuously, quietly, our lips finally touched. Softly at first, my mouth traced hers. My tongue darted out to taste. Mona opened her mouth allowing me to entrance as she groaned my pleasure. She had never known a kiss could be so sensuous. Such a turn on.

My mouth continued to make passionate love to hers as my hands slowly moved down to her shoulders, her arms, her waist, her hips, then slowly, oh, so slowly, they moved up to the undersides of her ample breasts. Mona gasped as my thumbs flicked across her pebbled nipples, causing them to harden even more. My knee wedged itself between her legs causing her dress to ride up as I put much needed pressure on her pussy with my thigh.

My hands left her breasts momentarily as I touched her stocking clad thighs, parting them to give myself uninhibited access to her throbbing wetness. My fingers found her panties soaked with her fragrant desire. Pushing aside the silken material, my thumb unerringly found her cl it, causing her to writhe against my hand as I brought even more pleasure crashing upon her. All the while, my mouth never left hers. I continued to kiss her lovely lips, groaning into her mouth as I found her lower opening and gently inserted a finger into it.

“You’re so tight, baby. You feel so good.” I whispered against her mouth. “Do you like this?”

Mona nodded.

I moved my mouth down her delicious skin, nibbling her neck, her shoulders, the tops of her breasts. With my teeth, I tugged the top of her dress down, exposing her breasts. Finally, I took a hardened nipple into my mouth. M tongue and teeth played with it as I suckled. Mona arched her back then turned a bit to allow me access to her other aching breast. I laved this one with the same attention, causing her legs to buckle.

Grasping her hips, I steadied her against the door. My fingers pushed the hem of her dress up around her waist as he lowered himself to my knees in front of her. Mona looked down at me in confusion then gasped in pleasure as my mouth and tongue made contact with her heated pussy. My hot mouth devoured her aching wetness as I groaned against her. “You taste so good, Mona.” I mumbled before continuing pleasuring of her.

Mona tensed as some unknown feeling came upon her. “CB?” She asked, frightened, as the feelings built and built.

“Let it go, baby. It’s okay. Trust me.” My mouth went back to tasting her with even more fervor as I knew she was very close to her first orgasm.

Mona let the feelings wash over her, trusting me to guide her safely to the other side. Her body throbbed against my mouth as the most wonderful feelings she’d ever imagined took control of her. “Ohhh…cbbb…” Her hands grasped my hair, holding me to her as she came.

I slowly lapped at her juices, calming her. I slowly stood, my hands running up and down her body, my mouth laving her breasts with wet kisses, keeping her aroused. Ready for me. Undoing my trouser, I let my throbbing dick out and rubbed it against her clit. I grasped her legs and wrapped them around my waist. My cock head found her drenched opening. Slowly, oh, so slowly, I entered her. Her eyes registered her slight discomfort, which was eased somewhat by her juices. “You okay?” I asked in concern.

Mona nodded. Her lips found my neck and she nibbled at it as my hips began to move. My erect cock filled her as her insides clenched around me. I groaned into her mouth as I moved in and out of her. My fingers grasped her firm ass as I pulled her tighter against mine, bringing me deeper inside her. “You feel so damn good, Mona. You’re gonna make me come.”

My movements became faster. Harder. I felt her pussy walls tightening around my cock and I knew she was close to coming again. I held my own orgasm back until I heard her moan my name in ecstasy as she came. My hips pumped faster until I found his own release. “Ohh, yes..Monaaa…”

Both of our breathing was ragged as we tried to catch our breath. I slowly let Mona’s legs slide down until they touched the floor. I rained kisses on any of her skin I could reach. “Oh, baby. That was amazing. Are you okay?”

Mona nodded shyly. “That was….out of this world, CB. Unbelievable.”

“I agree.” I adjusted my clothing. “It was more than I ever imagined it could be.”

Mona kissed me. “Thank you.”

I laughed. “Well, that’s a new one. No need to thank me, darlin’. Just tell me you don’t regret it. And that we’ll be doing it again.”

Mona giggled. “i’ll never regret it. And I can guarantee we’ll be doing it again. Every chance we get.”

Well that was my first encounter with young Mona and damn it surely was a fantastic one. Later she started sending me mails and I with all my honesty – not only enjoying it but persuaded her as well. But like I said I get tremendous kick reaching into bottom of women’s mind, the source of feeling, the very core of her lust and much more.

She started visiting my house on regular intervals. Now we are more of a buddy who have gained mutual need and respect out of each other. But like a true hunter I wanted to tame my object as much as I could. I wanted her to reach her pick, needed her to be restless, demand what she wanted, wanted her to kick off her shyness. So I never made any move well knowing how easy it is for me to have he again. I surely was enjoying this state of constant arousal. Strangely my male ego was getting kick of my life.

During one of the session where I needed more mental stimulation I asked her about how she has ever enjoyed her first sexual touch. She said – “I used to fantasize about an older man when I was 15-16. He was a family friend who was married, and I really liked his wife, but there was something about him that was so sexy. He was almost 40, but he was so confident, possessed, and whenever he was over I found myself looking at him. He would look at me as well, and we would spend long moments with our eyes locked, and we would smile at each other.

One night, he was over and our whole family was watching a video on TV. I was lying on my stomach in front of the easy chair where he was sitting. The rest of the family was on the couch, so that he and I were slightly behind them out of their view when they were looking at the TV. The lights were out, so we were only lit by the glow of the television, and about halfway through the movie he put his foot on the back of my thigh.

He was resting it there, on top of the blanket that covered me, and I immediately lost all concentration on the movie, only aware of the warm feeling of his foot on my leg. After about five minutes, what seemed like forever, he slowly moved his foot along my leg so that his toes stroked the back of my butt, and then back down my thigh all the way to the back of my knee. He moved casually, as if it were no big deal.

After a few languid strokes, he slipped his foot under the blanket, so that his foot was on my bare thigh, only his sock between his skin and mine. I was wearing shorts under the blanket, and as he kept stroking my leg with his foot, he gradually shoved my shorts upwards, so that the crotch began to tighten and pull on my lips and his toes were massaging my cheeks. Up until that moment, I had been frozen, but now I found myself relaxing and opening my legs ever so slightly. He must have noticed, because he started to stroke his toes between my inner thighs, moving a little higher each time until he was tracing a delicate line up and down my pubic region and up the crack of my ass.

I could feel how wet my panties were becoming, and my lips and clit were so swollen that it felt like I was bursting. On one of his strokes, he dug his big toe into my lips, so that they parted and the fabric of my panties and shorts rubbed my inner lips. I spasmed uncontrollably, and he dug in deeper so that his toe was rubbing against my clitoris. By now I was breathing in short, quiet panting, and my eyes were darting around the room at my mom and everybody else on the couch to see if they were noticing any of this. They seemed to be focused on the movie, which unfortunately was now almost over.

He increased the pressure of his toe on my pussy, and I began to rhythmically grind my cunt against his foot, raising my ass upwards and downwards by clenching my thighs. This had the added affect of squeezing my clit each time and I began to build towards a climax, a feeling I recognized from the same technique of squeezing my thighs that I used to masturbate sometimes when I was lying in bed. Just as I started to feel the familiar tightening that signaled the beginning of an orgasm, the movie ended and my sister turned on the light.

His foot quickly withdrew and I felt like I was left hanging. In fact, even as the lights came on, I continued to clench my thighs around where his foot had been, and the rhythmic squeezing finished off an incredibly powerful orgasm, my very first orgasm that had been caused by someone else other than myself. I guess you could say that somehow I had lost some form of my virginity to him, even though we had never actually had intercourse. But in some ways it was an even more powerful and intimate moment that night, as furtive as it was.

After the lights came one, and as I continued to lie on my stomach trembling as my orgasm subsided, it was as if the the whole thing was a figment of my imagination. He stood up and acted as if nothing had happened, and chit chatted with my mom before going to the door to go home. Usually, he would hug all of us, but this time he didn’t, and even though I was watching his face intently, he only met my eyes once, giving me a quick smile before turning away.

I fantasized for years afterwords about him, usually romantic settings where he would slowly make love to me as if it were a scene in a movie. But I would almost always be masturbating at the same time in a much more violent manner, using two or three fingers to finger fuck myself in a rapid, thrusting manner that made a dirty slip slapping sound that was nothing like the slow strokes I was imagining him applying. It was only years later that I began to fantasize about him in a manner that matched the urgent thrusting of my masturbation.

I have regretted ever since that I never did anything else with him, and have always wished that he had somehow found a way to be alone with me. I would have done anything he wanted me to, would have given myself completely to him. My fantasies about him have become increasingly more explicitly about being in his control, so that I have imagined him binding me, or bending me over the back of a couch and thrusting into me from behind, holding me down on the ground as he pumps into my mouth.”

Mona narrated all this entire thing with a childlike innocence but she didn’t realise the effect she had on me. I was totally charged up. Every inch of my body is on fire. She colourd my imagination though I was about to have her and could do anything I wish, something about those visual effect was taking over me. I gently stroked her beautiful hair, fondle them s softly as I could knowing that beast in me is about to take over.

I leaned over to her where she sat nervously on the edge of bed. I was in playful mood after whatever she told me about her first sexual touch. I grinned my little kid grin and reached my arms forward to take her by the hips and draw her closer. My nose brushed against the tip of hers, my eyes were twinkling and her heart was pounding. She could feel my cock stiffening against her and my taut body and all sense of right or wrong left her, this was the girl I wanted again. I wanted to teach her everything I knew, I wanted to leave her with memories that would stand forever. The heat of my close body and her intense yearning was combining to make her face flush hotly.

“It’s okay, don’t be nervous. I’m not.” She said softly as my lips touched hers while I spoke. “You know this is a good thing.”

She is young and excited and wanted to push further and faster but my knowledge and experience took over and I held her back murmuring her to slow down.

She gave me a nervous glance. “I guess I never thought of what to do once we get here.” We both laughed nervously. I decided to make the first move by putting my arm around her waist and pulling her close to me. Our lust for each other took over at that point and we started to make out. As we embraced, I could feel her nipples grow hard against my chest. I reached behind her back and undid her bra clasp through her tight shirt, and she gasped in surprise.

“Wow, what a move!” she exclaimed. “I guess I know what’s on your mind.” She slowly pulled her bra out from underneath her shirt and looked at me. “Why don’t you take off my shirt?” I couldn’t believe my luck, and I hastily ripped off her top.

“Damn Mona…” was all I managed to say. My hands found her perky breasts and we both moaned in ecstasy as I massaged her amazing tits. I started to kiss and lightly bite her nipples as I licked my way around her chest. By this time she had laid onto her back and I had taken off my shirt. I kissed my way down to her waistline and looked into her face. A look of apprehension crossed her face, but it quickly changed to excitement.

“CB, you’re the only man i’ve ever gone this far with. To stop you from satisfying me beyond my wildest dreams would be insane,” she replied. I didn’t hesitate to pull off her tight jeans, but I decided to tease her I caressed her from her knees to her upper thigh with my fingertips. As my touches became more intimate, her tongue found its way deeper into my mouth.. I slowly sucked each inch of her tongue, taking it deeper inside. As I added more intensity to sucking her tongue, my hands moved up the entire length of her thighs.

I discovered a pair of silk panties under her jeans. I loved the material and the proximity to her flesh made it even more alluring. My hands being that close to her clit brought on a more intense moan, followed by a long sigh.

The look in her eyes matched the growing moistness between her thighs. She seemed to be fully immersed in the seduction of the moment. Her vocal confirmations became more and more overt. I moved my fingers inside of her panties and played with her clit very casually. She was already beginning to drip, allowing my fingers to slide around more easily. I removed my fingers and sucked on them. I truly loved tasting her.

I leaned in and whispered for her to stand before me. She stood, and I observed her lovely body inch by inch. As I stood to meet her, I ran my hands from her fingertips to her shoulders. I looked into her eyes and began to kiss her neck again. This time, my kisses were much more random. I began to suck on her neck, parting my lips on occasion to allow my tongue to taste more of her beautiful skin.

She tilted her head back to allow me to taste even more of her neck and shoulders. She even brushed her hair over to grant my tongue more access to her. I sucked on her neck gently but with a purpose. I knew how she loved my kisses all over her body, especially her neck. So as I proceeded, I decided to slowly pull down the straps of her gown.

As the rest of her gown fell slowly to the floor, I felt her flesh pressed against my clothes. I couldn’t resist exploring all of her body with my hands. Starting with the back of her neck, down her back and around to her thighs. She pulled up her left thigh, and leaned her body into mine. He lacy bra pressed against the buttons of my shirt as I held my body into her.

We engaged in more of our normally wet, unstoppable, passionate kisses as our bodies became tangled in a standing position. As she brought her foot back to the floor, I wrapped my arms around her back and began to undo her bra. As I undid her bra, I whispered for her to lay down on the bed, flat on her back. As she did, I laid next to her, on my side.

I ran my hands from the top of her neck down her chest to her now very erect nipples. I toyed with her nipples under and between my fingers. She raised her body in anticipation of my fingers squeezing them. She once again began to moan to the rhythm of my hands. Her legs began to flail about on the bed as she yearned for more intimate pleasures.

I put myself on top of her, with my legs in between hers. Tasting her nipples felt right, as my hands once again drifted between her thighs. I was becoming more and more aroused by the second, and she could feel me getting harder against her moistening treasure.

“Ummmmmmmmmmm, aaaaaaaaaaaaaah, ohhhhhhhhhhhh.”

She became more intensely passionate as I began to grind myself harder and harder against her. My fingers still exploring her, but not quite penetrating.

My tongue went up and down between her breasts, licking them both simultaneously. I then alternated between each of her full breasts; in fact the essence of her womanhood became the primary stimulant for my taste buds.

I suddenly pulled away, and asked her to close her eyes. I reached under the pillow for the blindfold I stashed. I placed it over her eyes and began to whisper into her ear again. I told her that it was time for her body to become a shrine to the human emotion of pleasure.

I pulled the bottle of chilled champagne from the ice bucket and poured some of it on her breasts and stomach. It was clear, and washed in sensual streams over her skin. I drank all of it…literally extending my entire tongue from my mouth onto her nipples, into her navel, and every place in between. She shivered from the cold, but was quickly warmed by my hands between her thighs and my tongue up and down her body.

After I licked her dry, I removed her panties very slowly. As they slid over the heels of her shoes, I placed myself at the foot of the bed, and removed her shoes one at a time. I knew playing with her feet drove her crazy, so I gently licked the soles of her feet while my hands ran up and down her legs. This, again, brought more moans out of her. I licked her toes one by one, at a very, very slow pace….just the way she loves it.

She squirmed and shrieked in between her “ooooohs” and sighs. And her oohs turned from mild to steamy when I took each one of her toes into my mouth and sucked as I licked them. I looked up and discovered her squeezing her nipples and raising her hips up and down on the bed. Her fingers went down further, and further, until she frantically began playing with her clit. This induced more urgency in her voice.

I immediately whispered for her to cooperate with me. So I removed the pillowcase from one of the pillows on the bed and tied it around her wrists. This way, she could no longer play with herself. For that, unfortunately, is not a part of my game.

As I removed her other shoe, I knew the perfect way to get her. I emptied part of the contents of a bottle of chocolate syrup onto the top of her foot. I slowly licked it all off, all the way down to her toes. The sticky feeling of the syrup combined with the wet, smooth feel of my tongue and the speed at which it moved made her writhe uncontrollably. She tried relentlessly to break free from the knot, but I made sure she could not and would not go anywhere.

I could tell she was getting restless, so it was time for me to take advantage. I spread her legs apart and placed 3 of my fingers inside of her. As she continued to wriggle, I took another ice cube and let it drip onto her clit. I put my tongue onto it and began to lick it around in a circular motion. Only the tip of my tongue was touching her, as my fingers penetrated and pulled out of her over and over…harder, faster, and deeper with each thrust.

Her moans hit the borderline of becoming screams. Her unintelligible sighs intensified as I began to suck on her clit. I added more pressure with my lips wrapped around it and my tongue pushing up against it. Meanwhile, my fingers were becoming increasingly slippery from her increasing moistness. She slid up and down the bed, riding my hand. As she did I went back to licking her clit in a back and forth motion with only the tip of my tongue.

I then changed up and stuck my tongue inside of her. She loved to tighten herself around my tongue as I darted it in and out of her. I licked her deeper and deeper, occasionally pausing to pour syrup onto my tongue just so I could lick every drop of it out of her. After 20-30 thrusts, I let my tongue stay inside of her and lick her around in a circle. As she tightened, I would lick faster. When she expanded, I would lick her up and down and back and forth. When she would be still, rarely, I would suck on her lips aggressively. Then, I would go right back to licking her with the chocolate syrup on my tongue.

I then, for the last time, put an ice cube barely inside of her. It genuinely drove her crazy, and she began to writhe and scream again.

“OOOOOOOH MY GAWWWWWD!” She yelled.

“OOOOOOOOOOH YEEEEEEAAAAH!” She clamored.

She loved it when I used my tongue to push the ice cube in and out of her. As it moved faster and faster around and in and out, her moans were more urgent. She was telling me by her shrieks that she wanted me to be inside of her. She had been cooperating so far, so I figured it was about time for her to feel what she desired most.

I was so hard from the hours of teasing her, so I just brushed my head against her clit, and rocked it back and forth. As soon as I began this, I untied her. As soon as her arms were free, she grabbed it and put me inside of her very, very slowly. She always loved it slow at first.

I put one of her legs onto my shoulder and begin slowly going in and out of her.

“”Oh God, you’re soooo hard….I want you SOOOOOOO bad inside of me. Yeah, Yeah…OH GOD. DON’T STOP.

I’d never heard her so adamantly want me. I started going faster and faster as I loved the feeling of being inside of her.

“I love making love to you,” I whispered to her.

Her leg fell back to the bed, and I held her hips as I penetrated her in and out at a more rapid pace. Her head tilted back as she took all of me inside of her. As we moved faster on the bed, already soaking wet, she started to orgasmically contract. The more she contracted, the wetter she became. She climaxed intensely with a loud series of screams and exclamations.

I continued to grind inside of her as she came, and she never came down. She continued to be on cloud nine. She turned over to her knees and in one motion reached back and put me back inside of her. As I thrusted harder than ever from behind, her hold on the head board was very tight. She was also very tight, and I slid in and out of her with ease. I was so turned on by the volume, the stickiness of our passion, and the beauty of her beautiful body, that I was ready to climax after 5 minutes. I came intensely inside of her, and she came again.

Our naked bodies pressed together, each of us running on pure emotions. I glanced at the clock on her dresser and realized it was time for me to go. We dressed each other, teasing and touching along the way.

“I had fun today,” Mona said at the front door. “Maybe we can do it again sometime.” She looked deep into my eyes with anticipation of our next visit.

“Mona,” I replied, “How can I say no to a body as amazing as yours?” We kissed, and the emotions came back to us. I couldn’t believe how amazing this girl was, When we kissed goodbye, I could still taste the sexual joys we had experienced so shortly before.

Thanks to all the readers and I really am pleasantly surprised by the kind of mails I’m getting. Not to offend anyone in particular but I’m really not interested in meeting any ladies or couple. I’m far more happy to exchange emails to stimulate our lust, desire further.

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