Smooth seas don’t make strong sailors [FM][20yr age gap]

[Gin’s hands & My boobs](https://imgur.com/a/D0rqx7z)

**Gin:** * Late 40s bearded Dilf*

**Me:** * Mid 20s big booby Milf*

This past week I ended my cycle so ,“Period Dilf” or Gin, and I were fully able to play. All week long we texted back and forth about what naughty things we’d do to each other. My day that day was semi long and ended with a birthday party. After saying goodbye to all my family I darted across town to Gin’s house. He had already anticipated my arrival so the front door was unlocked. I barely put the car in park before I skipped to his front porch. My head peeped out slowly from the door as I called out “Hello,” into the darkness. Before long the lights flicked on. A smiling face and open arms appeared in front of me. We hugged and squeezed each other nearly to death. I pulled my copy of “God of War” out and handed it to him. He loaded the game into his PS4 while I stretched out on the bed. I brought the game over so he’d could see how awesome the game was but knew we would have no time to play. Last time I was over I left my bra. This time I left my game.

While waiting for the game to download I decided to get comfortable. Off went all my clothes and for the first time I could lay across his bed naked without fear of a bloody mishap. Once Gin turned from the TV and saw me there naked he too decided to get comfy. Off went his shirt and pants then he hopped into the bed. Underneath the covers we cuddled and chatted about our day. I couldn’t help but nuzzle my head over Gin’s chest like a cat. Being beside him brought me so much comfort and familiarity that it was just like going home again. Gin must of felt the same way because he’d nuzzle me back every time.

Since the game was taking a little while to download we decided to watch Netflix while we chilled. Before the beginning scene could be established Gin’s thick fingers were pinching and pulling at my nipples. He toyed with them so much that I couldn’t keep from fidgeting. My little butt bounced back and forth against his cock while we laid on our sides. I loved being the little spoon. Gin would wrap his legs around mines to keep me from squirming but it only made it worse. I was beginning to get unreasonably horny. The firm nipple twists weren’t enough; I needed more. I threw my legs over his so that I could spread my thighs wide. My wet little cunt was all ready to go. Gin teased around my pelvic area and then pushed his thick fingers on my clit. With a steady rhythm Gin played my clit as if it were an instrument. I would help by rocking my body wildly to his hands.

Before I knew it Gin slithered down underneath the sheets and in between my legs. I could feel the heat of his body radiating on to my clit; I was so sensitive. His firm hands held onto my thighs and pinned them down before he started to devour me. His tongue shimmied up and down my folds. He started at the bottom near my hole then slowly drugged his tongue upwards toward my clit. It drove me so wild I selfishly grabbed his bearded face and shoved it deep into my pussy. In response Gin shook his head like a mad dog then proceeded to suck on my clit. I couldn’t handle it so I began kicking my legs and using my hands to pry him off of me. Gin is a man of few word but many looks. The look he shot me when I tried to stop suggested I don’t. I instead grabbed the sheets and pillows beside me for support. His tongue continued to lap up all the juices flowing out of my pussy. He licked it from all angles. Finally when Gin did come up for air he didn’t stay there long. Within seconds he was right back down there but now with two of his thick fingers inside my cunt.

I imagine Gin does well with games like “Street Fighter” that requires a player to use both hands simultaneously. His hand-eye coordination baffled me. Not only was he fingering me with one hand and flicking my clit with his tongue but his other hand pinched my closest nipple. This man was multitasking me as if it were nothing. I cried and hollered in ecstasy while his blue eyes watched me from below. Every now and again when he wasn’t too focused on making my pussy explode he’d look up at me with his sincere eyes. I couldn’t take much more of it and was about to cum on his fingers. My legs started trembling again but Gin held one down with his forearm and the other was my responsibility. I looked down at him and repeated countless times “I gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” until I couldn’t.

Gin dug his fingers in deeper and began to pump them stronger. His tongue slurped my clit while his other hand toyed with my breast. I lost all control. I felt the wave of pleasure roll over my body from my toes to my eyebrows then I shook in response. My walls contracted and convulsed giving his fingers a nice massage. All while I’m cumming Gin doesn’t stop what he’s doing even though I’m as crazed as a bucking bull. Gin weathers my storm until I nearly squeezed his head off with my thighs. He pulled them wide then released himself. His small smile greeted me. Before I could react back his thick cock pierced my tender cunt. I was in trouble. Gin is thick, uncut, and pretty long. He has an “act right” dick, the kind of dick that makes you behave.

While in me Gin stretched and allowed my pussy time to adjust herself. Once she fully embraced him he plunged even further in her. It didn’t take long before I could hear my pussy. The wet sloppy noise echoed louder than the TV. Gin pounded me until I came and then pounded me again. After loosing count and us both getting tired we decided to save some sex for later. We cuddled until we fell asleep. The next day I was determined to make Gin cum since ofcourse he didn’t cum the night before. I’ve told Gin countless times how baffled I am at his stamina and ability to not cum. My pussy runs like a facet when he fucks me. I grip his cock with the same strong force that birth my baby. No matter what, it seems as if Gin needs a minimum two sessions for him to cum.

I was so determined the next morning that when Gin was pounding me I tried to spread my ass cheeks a little more. That caused him to dive deeper inside me. Once again I was on the edge of cumming. Before I could alert Gin he had already picked up the speed and was power driving me. At this point my hands could no longer spread my cheeks. I need them to help me brace myself while I was being demolished. With a few more pumps Gin finally came. I cheered while my face was smooshed into the pillow. Gin and I cuddled until he had to get ready from for work. I asked if he was disappointed that he didn’t cum yesterday. He chucked and said the only thing that made him upset was that I haven’t squirted yet. I assured him that my pussy tried multiple times but had trouble pushing his thick cock out to do so. I laid on the bed while he got ready for work trying to gather my strength. On our way out he made some coffee then I added my milk for extra flavor. Though this is only our second rendezvous but the score is already 56-2. A good sailor knows how to weather the waves.

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Hehehe Hiya Gin, I hope you like the nickname. It works for now unless we come up with something clever :3

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/alhqnm/smooth_seas_dont_make_strong_sailors_fm20yr_age