Earlier this year, my daughter hosted a reunion/girls weekend near my house for a group of her college girlfriends. Since a number of the young ladies were still broke college students in graduate school, the cost of a hotel was out of reach for several of them. And, since my daughter would be hosting a couple girls in her apartment already, she asked me if Kelsey and her girlfriend could crash in one of my spare bedrooms. With me and the mutt being the only occupants of this big old house, I gladly agreed.
My ex-wife and I had known Kelsey since her freshman year of college, and we were both quite fond of her and maintained a close friendship. In fact, we kind of adopted her since her father was out of the picture and her mother was a busy executive who didn’t have a lot of time for her daughter.
Anyway, right before the weekend Kelsey’s girlfriend learned she would have to work and could not make the trip. Despite the potential awkward situation, Kelsey decided to come anyway. As I said, we had known each other for years and were quite comfortable around each other, so it really wasn’t a big deal. Kelsey arrived on Thursday night at the same time that I had finished a run and gotten in to my backyard hot tub. Since she had just finished a long drive, she was glad to join me and soak her tired back and shoulders.
For the next half-hour we drank some wine and caught up, and I learned her life still had the drama she was famous for. Due to the wine, and the fact I think she also had an edible, she became pretty playful and silly, and I don’t think all the contact between us was accidental. As she was getting ready to get out, she mentioned she was a little hungry and I offered to make her a late dinner.
Let me describe Kelsey: she’s very petite and slim, boobs small enough that she probably didn’t wear a bra often, flat tummy, and bleached blonde hair she kept in a short boy’s style haircut. As for me, I’m 6’ tall and do my best to offset beer and BBQ by running and going to the gym. At 50 years old though, it’s gotten harder. I have brown hair flecked with gray, blue eyes, wear glasses, and look like your college literature professor.
After we got out and dried off, Kelsey gave me a longer than normal hug and said how nice it was to see me. I kind of pulled back a bit to look at her to see if she was ok, and something registered in our glance. As we were looking at each other, we drew closer and kissed.
Kelsey!?? I said, as we both looked at each other in a bit of shock, but that quickly faded and our lips found each other again. The next few kisses left no doubt that there were some deep emotions coming forth from her. We progressed to romantic embraces and roaming hands, and led each other to the leather sofa in my family room.
Once we got to the couch, something had been triggered in Kelsey, and her kissing became passionate, bold, and searching, but at this point I slowed things down. I’m big on full consent and wanted to be sure that this was what she wanted (I’m a bachelor who had largely been deprived of sex and intimacy in the final years of my marriage, so I was definitely game!).
After this acknowledgment, we resumed, and in short order I had her bikini top off and was caressing and kissing her tits and light pink nipples. Despite the fact that her breasts were quite small, they were absolutely devine and were very sensitive. I spent a lot of time on this part of her body, and we both enjoyed it thoroughly. At the same time, she was lightly moaning and rubbing my growing erection through my trunks, and eventually began inching my shorts off. Once she had them down to my knees I stood up, took them all the way off, and then pulled her bottoms off her as she lifted her hips off the couch.
At this point she guided me to a kneeling position between her legs and gave me clear unsaid direction that she wanted to dispense with the foreplay and fuck. With my pulsing boner just inches away from her pussy, I looked down between her legs to her cleanly shaved mound, and my initial thought was how small she was. I’m totally average size-wise, but it definitely took some time and patience to ease inside of her. Once I was in, she was fully lubricated, and we found a rhythm, we were in bliss. We fucked like this for three or four minutes, tightly holding hands and rocking a bit. As the intensity slowly built for Kelsey, I angled her so that my strokes brought my cock, which was totally drenched, closer to her clit. Once I sensed that she was on the verge of a climax, I picked up the pace and we both came hard, and I emptied deep inside of her (I told her earlier I had had a vasectomy years ago).
After we were done, the obvious question arose, and I learned that at this point of their relationship, she and her partner were ok with each other having sexual relationships with other people. Kelsey said she was 100% attracted to other women on an emotional and relationship basis, but enjoyed the eagerness and sexual desire of men. So after this was out of the way we showered together to get the chlorine off, I made us something to eat, and we spent the night together.
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Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/dfje64/wait_i_thought_you_were_a_lesbian_mf
Not taboo at all. Please continue.