Webmeets Diary Ch 06
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Note to the reader: In this diary I will tell the stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect mine and others privacy, and also because they don't matter, but otherwise I will try to be as accurate and truthful as possible.
I'd been using the swingers' site for more than a year but still had not managed to fulfil any of my fantasies of bisexual threesomes. So it was a very pleasant surprise when one day I found a message in my inbox from a couple with a bi male. My excitement was somewhat lessened when I saw their ages: 49 and 51. I felt a bit odd about the idea of sex with people the same age as my parents.
However, I was feeling very horny, so I replied and we got chatting on MSN. They sent me their pictures and while the woman, Laura, was pretty good looking for her age, the guy, Patrick, looked like an old bloke down the pub with white receding hairline, less than flat belly and a face that reminded me of Howard from the TV soap Neighbours, right down to the glasses. But they also sent me photos and video clips of themselves with other guys my age, and the more I thought about it the less the age thing was a barrier, and in fact it turned me on.
The deciding factor though was when I sent them some photos of me crossdressing that I had taken when after years of dressing in my little sister's clothes I had finally bought myself a nice little slutty outfit from an online shop. They loved them! I had often fantasised about being a girl and getting fucked by an older guy, and the opportunity to act this out in front of his wife filming was too great to turn down, so I arranged a meeting.
The night before I spent about an hour shaving everywhere above the level of my stockings. It was over an hour's train journey to where they were, and I got increasingly nervous, contemplating getting off and getting the next one back several times, but I forced myself to continue because I knew I would feel stupid if I didn't. So with butterflies in my stomach I stepped off at the right station to see Patrick waiting for me.
"Hi, did you have a good journey?" he said smiling and extending his hand.
Forcing a smile, I shook it, smelling the reek of cigarette smoke, which grew stronger once we were in the car. I didn't speak much during the 20 minutes drive to their village, answering a few questions of small talk about university, feeling my mouth growing drier as I wondered if I was doing the right thing, if afterwards I wouldn't feel ashamed about what I'd done. Pat was nice enough though, so I thought if I did have second thoughts he would understand.
Eventually we reached the house, in one of those identical well-off suburbs that could be anywhere. Once inside he offered me a drink, which I readily accepted, hoping it would steady my nerves. I'd barely sat down when I heard the front door shut again and Laura came in. She was about my height with a good figure currently inside some jeans. Her hair was very light brown or dark blonde, with a few grey hairs, but apart from a very few wrinkles around her eyes they were the only indication that she was approaching fifty.
"Hi!" she exclaimed, and proceeded to engage in some jolly small talk. After he had finished a cigarette though, Pat interrupted.
"Jack is going to be Sarah for us today," he said, and I grinned stupidly.
"That's OK, you can be Sarah if you like," Laura said. "I need to change too, so
I'll show you where you can get dressed."
I picked up my bag and followed her up the stairs, where she left me, indicating a spare room. Closing the door and pulling the curtains I realised that this was it, I was really going to go through with it. I stripped naked, including my glasses which I decided to leave up there so it would feel more like one of my fantasies and I would hopefully be less nervous, as well as because I wanted to look a bit different as my female alter-ego Sarah.
Unfortunately I had no wig, but I did have a garter belt with fishnet stockings, a lacy bra and thong set with tissue padding for breasts, a very comfy short skirt that just covered my bum, and a singlet with a bit of lace decoration, all in black. The set was completed with some black high-heeled shoes, and I shuffled awkwardly downstairs. Laura wasn't down yet; there was just Pat sitting smoking on the sofa, the curtains still open for any of the neighbours to look in.
"Wow!" he said as I came in. "You look gorgeous Sarah. Come and sit by me."
I picked up what was left of my beer and did so, finishing my drink while he began to caress my legs. I'm not sure if it was my vision being a bit blurred without my glasses, the alcohol, or just the relief of having got beyond the point of no return, but I began to relax a bit more. When he suggested we kiss, I agreed immediately, pressing my lips to his and meeting his tobacco flavoured tongue with my own. I was even starting to caress his belly when his wife walked in on us.
"Oh Sarah!" she exclaimed, sitting on the other side of me. "You look really pretty!"
I mumbled thanks and she began asking where I got my clothes. She herself was wearing a short, tight black dress.
"Right, we need to get you made up," she said and got up again. Come into the other room, the light is better."
I followed her and sat down at the table while she applied make-up to my face. Pat also came in, now with a video camera, and when Laura had finished he got me to go back in the living room, now with curtains drawn, to pose as a fully fledged Sarah for both his and my digital cameras. Once he'd got all the shots he wanted, including plenty of up skirt shots of my arse and the bulge of my balls squeezed into the panties, he passed the camera to Laura, and without too many more words exchanged, we resumed kissing.
By now I was getting into my role of a horny, slutty girl getting some extra-tuition from her professors, which was the scenario we had discussed online, although in the end it was barely mentioned. I let my hand creep down from his large soft belly to undo his flies and start feeling the prize. This done, I wasted no more time in kissing, sliding straight off the sofa while he pulled his trousers and pants down, and got on my knees between his legs.
He was completely shaved, so I started by licking and sucking his balls, massaging his shaft and feeling it grow in my hand. It was about the same size as mine, about seven inches long and nicely thick, so I couldn't resist it long. Soon I had it in my mouth and was sucking hard to his encouragement. He put his hands on my head pushing me down, the head of his cock pushing against my throat. It even went in a little a few times, but I almost choked so I pulled back and licked the shaft and circled around the tip with my tongue before sucking again, placing my hands either side on his large, soft, t-shirt covered belly to keep myself from going too far down.
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