An older man fondled my [f] tits and pussy in his car and I came harder than I ever had before

We chatted online and agreed on what we would do. He had a big breast fetish and didn’t want me to touch him, he just wanted to touch me. Deal.

The old guy had been staring at my tits since I got into the car. He hadn’t said anything, but I could feel his eyes on my chest. All it took was one of those quick glances and I felt my heart race. My nipples hardened instantly, and the little bumps rose up under my bra. I’d been wearing a white T-shirt with my favorite jeans that day, so they stood out clearly against the fabric. The old guy’s eyes were glued to them.

“You have beautiful breasts,” he said finally. It surprised me, coming from that gruff old guy. “Why thank you,” I replied. “I think they’re pretty nice too.” Doing what comes naturally…I pushed them out toward him so he could get a full look .”Wow, they’re really big!” he said. The old man turned to me again and looked directly at my face.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked. Why not? I thought. My pussy was already soaking when I agreed-with a bit of hesitation. So then we drove around town for about half an hour until we found someplace quiet, with no surveillance cameras, to park. We parked in front of a deserted house just across the street from a vacant lot. The old man pulled his car over to the side of the road and shut off the engine. “Okay,” he said, “you can pull your shirt down now.”

I did as he asked, and pulled the cups of my bra down too, he leaned forward in his seat to get a better look at my boobs. His hands reached out to touch them. They felt warm but rough and I couldn’t help but moan softly when he ran his thumbs over my nipples. He rubbed circles around my areola and I moaned again. “They’re so soft and smooth,” he whispered. He kept talking like he’d never seen a pair of natural tits before. “Your nipples are really cute. Do you like having them played with?” “Yes,” I whispered back. “I love having my nipples played with. ”

He pulled on my right nipple gently. Then he pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, stretching it out until it was almost twice its normal size. I groaned loudly and arched my back. I could feel my pussy getting wetter by the second.”Does that feel good?” “Oh yeah,” I answered. “It feels wonderful.” He squeezed harder and rolled his finger around over my sore nipple, twisting it, making it harden even more. I started breathing heavily and my body shook. He moved his hand away from me.

As soon as I regained control of myself, I gasped: “You can keep playing with my nipples if you want. You don’t need to stop.”… “No,” he replied. “I’m enjoying it too much. But there is something else I want to try. Would you mind if I touched your pussy?”

What?! I didn’t know whether to be shocked or excited. I knew I wanted to feel his hands all over my body, but I wasn’t sure how far I was willing to go. “Sure,” I said hesitantly. “Go ahead. Pull your jeans down,” he told me. I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down over my hips. Then I lifted my ass off the seat to slide my panties down my legs. I spread my legs wide open for him, exposing my bald pussy. He stared at it for a moment, then reached out and put his fingers between my lips. I gasped as he ran his fingers up and down the length of my slit, spreading my juices all over my pussy lips. My cunt was soaking wet with need!

He continued rubbing my clit with one finger while he used two fingers to push inside my hole. I sighed deeply as he fucked me with his fingers. I was squirming around in the seat, rocking my hips back and forth, fucking his fingers. He added a third finger and pushed them deep into my pussy, twisting them around inside me. I was crying out with pleasure as he finger-fucked me faster and faster. Faster than I ever thought possible, I was arching my back again and again, bucking on his hand as if on a cock.

My orgasm tore through me like lightning and I groaned loud from the unexpected intensity of my release. My body shuddered violently and I collapsed against the door of the car, completely spent. The old man watched my pussy spasm around his fingers, and then he licked his fingers clean. He looked at me and smiled. I just couldn’t move or say anything. My heart pounding wildly, I felt so weak.

“Want some water?” asked the old man. I nodded yes without looking up. He gave me a bottle of water and watched me redress. When I had finished, he handed me a business card. “Here’s my number. If you decide you want to see me again, give me a call. I’ll make time for you.” I thanked him and left.

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