We met online as I was horny one night and we played through skype. I was one of those girls who would play with someone and then delete them from Kik/Snapchat/Etc. Since the online sex was so good, I didn’t delete him for a while and then when he couldn’t stop talking to me, I never did delete him because honestly, I felt bad, aha. Things started to change, I mean, he showed me what he looked like (wasn’t the typical guy I also found online, which I loved and he was hot), and I think after about a month of talking, he showed he a photo of his kid! I mean, that is a lot when you just met someone online. He never did know what he wanted or what he was really looking for in a sense. Going through a separation and then divorce, meeting people online especially younger people who see the world differently, I think it helped him from not feeling alone. Me living in Canada and him in the U.S, we had not actually got to meet each other until October 2017. But backtracking, within 6 months of knowing eachother online, we were inseparable. I had never met any man like him before online. The thing was that from the beginning, I was just looking for someone to play with and then “Goodbye”, not someone who would eventually be my partner. I was never and never will be into older men…in a sense of being in a relationship except him (if that makes sense). Being only 20, I had only ever been touched(with just hands) by one person, a highschool friend, who I didn’t want to touch me at all to begin with. So for someone to be so gentle and caring and entire 110% communication, it’s amazing. Almost a year and a half later, my heart just exploded, I was truly in love with him, the way he treated me and the respect we have always have for eachother, it still blows my mind.
Within two year mark, we finally booked a flight for him to come see me in October. I had never been so anxious in my entire life having to meet someone in person, but somehow my brain kind of shut off that anxiety when we finally got to hug. Fast foward checking into the hotel, it didn’t feel awkard, but, I dunno, it’s new, to finally be with someone you have spoken through only online after 2/2 and a half years, there was a lot of feelings between both of us. I had only kissed two other people in my life that I had no communication with, so I was scared I would be a bad kisser, haha. I laid on the bed and he cuddled up behind me to (ya know, have us both feel comfortable) and he tried to kiss me and I squeaked and turned my head, haha. It was so hilarious, but cute. We ordered room service, ate and watched an episode of Friends, and then he went to get ready for bed and so did I. He put on his silk boxers and I wore a very loose tshirt and I was going to wear underwear, but I never do in the first place to bed and he knows that so why bother, haha.
We got into bed in the dark and started to cuddle, him being the big spoon. I never felt so much anxiety, but love in my life. He started moving his hand around being all cute and funny asking me what was my leg, “is that your knee” he said, when he touched my butt and realized I had no panties. “Do you have panties on…?” and i just said “noo….” in a high pitch nervous voice. “Oh baby”, he said in his very stern daddy voice, when he got ontop of me and by the time I knew it, he was kissing me passiontely. We were kissing and I was using my hand and foot to take off his boxers when he got off and got between my legs and spread them out. I hid my face behind the pillow from being shy, but that didn’t stop him from blowing against my clitty. That first time of someone every touching my most intimate part and it was amazing. He licked my slit and then took his fingers and opened my folds, exposing me more for his tongue to dip inside, kissing my inner thighs and then swirling his tongue around my clitty wrapping his arms around my thighs to get me more. It was too much for me to handle and I just needed him to pound my tight little hole, It’s when he got up and got ontop of me again kissing me, lettting me taste my juices on him, for the first time ever, I felt cock against my wet slit teasing me, getting my clitty all worked up. I opened my legs wide, lifted them up and said “Daddy, pwease pound my hole.” He guided himself ever so gently into my wet sweet hole and I could feel myself pop open for him. He gasped like it was the best tight hole he had ever had in his life. “Oh daddy, daddy, daddyy, your cock so big inside me” I said, between my little high moans and groans. I wrapped my arms around him and got red marks all over his back from the hard fast pounding he was giving me. He was so caught up in the moment that all he utter was “uh, uh, uh, uh”. He took his hands and slid them behind my back picking me up slightly, holding me closer to him, I couldn’t help but scream calling out for him as his big fat cock destroyed my little once virgin pussy. It was so much, I couldn’t stop shaking my pussy kept tightening around him. “Pwease, pwease fill me up, fill my hole up with your hot cum” I said. His cock twitched, he grunted loudly, and then I could feel the hot rod of cum explode out as he was still pumping his thick load in me. He kissed my lips and then we laid there for a bit. I could feel his cum slowly dripping out of me, for when I got up there was a little wet puddle on the bed and it was all bubbling and dripping down my leg.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7xinky/losing_my_virginity_to_a_50_year_oldfm
Bitch pwease.
Clitty? Kinda threw me off the story.
This made me uncomfortable due to the child talk, op sounds like a 13 year old. Clitty? Pwease? Sorry; just odd.