[M/F] Kathy was 30 Years My Elder, Part I

This story took place about 6 years ago, but I’ll never forget it. A solid preface is that this is how I ended up having sex with a 52 year old woman when I was 22 years old.

I was in college at the time, and it was a Friday night. I was on Facebook with nothing going on. I had been friends with Kathy for quite a while, but never really interacted. She had a young son who I’d taught guitar lessons to, but we only ever really talked about Led Zeppelin or other small talk when I’d be at her house. This particular Friday, she happened to message me. “What’s up?” I replied something to the tune of ‘absolutely nothing, how about you’ or some other mundane response. Instead of coming back with an answer, she proceded to joke about how lame it was that I was staying in on a Friday while in college, and that I should be out chasing girls or partying. I told her I had plans for the next night anyways, and was glad to just stay in. What she came back with kicked off an extremely erotic note. “Don’t worry, all those college girls don’t know what they’re doing.” I paused and didn’t respond immediately, but she quickly clarified- “sexually, lol.” I didn’t know what to say to that, but she made it very clear what she wanted to hear. “If you ever need some proper treatment, I can help you out.” I tried my best to play it cool, just in case this was some mistake or joke… “I might have to take you up on that one of these days, haha.” Not my finest work, but I was caught extremely off guard by the proposition. I said goodnight and signed off shortly thereafter. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, but it made me pretty goddamn nervous, and pretty goddamn turned on.

The next morning, I saw a message that really made things clear: “The offer always stands, just let me know 555-555-XXXX.”

Lori was not your typical “MILF,” or any sort of Goddess of a woman. She was a plain mom, dressed conservatively, and had a typical body for her age. That said, there was something incredibly erotic about the way she approached propositioning me. I wasn’t a virgin, but I also wasn’t very experienced. I’d only had sex with 2 other girls a handful of times. After a while, curiosity and a raging sex drive got the best of me, and I decided to take her up on the offer about a week later. I was terrified, and set out to get a few drinks in me before I responded to her- just in case it turned out to be a joke, or some misunderstanding I wanted to have an out, some sort of excuse for my reply. Alcohol, I figured, would be just the ticket.

I started by sheepishly messaging back on Facebook asking her if the offer still stood. She wasn’t online, and the hours that followed were pretty gutwrenching. What if she’s laughing at this with her friends right now? Luckily, I heard back about two hours later. “Of course. When can you come over?” Holy shit. I couldn’t believe that I was about to pursue this. We agreed to meet up the next morning at her house, the only time she’d be alone.

It was a 40 minute drive from my college to my hometown, where she lived. That morning, it felt like 2 hours. I alternated between being extremely turned on, and extremely anxious. I shook in an excited way that reminded me of the first time I’d ever seen porn- an overload of sexual intensity. I couldn’t believe the intensity of the situation as I pulled into her driveway. I’d never done anything like this, and wasn’t sure quite what to do since the only pretext we had was to have sex. As 10,000 worries fluttered through my mind, I walked up to the door and rang the bell- all on autopilot. In what seemed like an eternity, but was actually probably about 10 seconds, she came to the door. She opened it just enough to let me slip in, and locked and bolted it behind me right away.

She was wearing a nightgown. Not sexy lingerie, nothing lacey or revealing, nothing even silky. It was a light cotton that draped over her body, hiding everything visually- something you’d fully expect from a woman of her age and situation. She was probably around 180 pounds, maybe 5′ 8″. She had large breasts that hung slightly, and a bit of a belly protruding from beneath them. They stood out like monuments from behind the night gown. She asked immediately if I wanted to go into the bedroom. Again, running on autopilot, I agreed and followed her in. She kissed meand began to undo my pants. The weight of my belt made my pants fall to the floor as soon as they were unbuttoned and zipped. She immediately began to fondle me, which intensified all of my anxieties- I was completely flaccid, ouot of utter nervousness. “Do you want me to suck you?” she said without hesitation. I make a point her to use her exact words… she spoke bluntly, and didn’t use slang at all. I countered her offer by asking if she’d join me in undressing. I was not smooth- I was literally quivering with nervousness. I pulled her night gown over her head and tossed in on the floor. She was wearing a bra and panties, both exactly what you’d expect from a 50 year old mom- nothing overtly sexy. But at the same time, it was incredibly erotic- all the imperfections and newness made me so horny. I undid her bra and rubbed her giant breasts. Her nipples were large and puffy, and I couldn’t help but immediately put them in my mouth. While I sucked wildly on one of her breasts, I put my hand into her panties. I felt warm wetness already, and an unkempt mess of pubic hair that perfectly outline the womanliness she had. This was no girl, this was a woman. At this point we were still standing up, so I moved her to the bed and laid her on her back. I removed her panties, and she immediately spread her legs and lifted them high, inviting me right in. I can’t explain how incredibly sexy this all was, but I was still nervous, and had a half erection protruding straight out toward her. She said that I shouldn’t be afraid to go right in, and that she was already warmed up from the excitement of waiting for this to happen. I grabbed my cock and guided it to her vagina. It slid in immediately, and fully. She was incredibly wet right away, and I was met with a gushy noise as I inserted my penis fully. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. She moaned and grabbed her breasts as I thrusted in. I couldn’t help myself from just pumping hard right off the bat- I loved hearing the slap of my hips against hers, and the wet gushes from her vagina. “I love feeling your balls on my asshole…” she moaned in between thrusts. And with that, I lost it. I could feel the impending wave of orgasm. I nervously said that I had to stop, I was going to come too soon, but she insisted that I finish, and assured me that she’d be able to get me to ‘go again.’ She told me not to ejaculate inside of her, but requested that I cum on her, as she loved watching it. I pumped harder and harder until I knew I was there. I pulled out, and slid my penis between her vulva lips, still drenched in her fluid, and proceeded to spurt out the biggest ejaculation I’d ever had. The first spurt went up by her breasts, and the second hit the bottom of her right one. My cum oozed out in between bursts, and ran down her stomach. She didn’t seem to care about where the cum ended up, and got up immediately to suck the rest out of me. As soon as she grabbed my cock, I felt another wave come, and had a secondary continuation of orgasm, as I began to spurt hard into her mouth again. She took me into her throat and gagged as I came in her throat. I’d never done anything like that before. It was the best orgasm of my life up to that point, but she proceeded to prove me wrong. After taking care of the last bits of ejaculate, she insisted that the best way for me to rebound was to ‘have fun exploring her,’ and grabbed a vibrating dildo about the size of my penis out from her bedside table. “She handed it to me and laid back, legs spread…

Part II: my experience getting off Kathy with toys, and my first prostate massage. Coming soon (if anyone even wants to hear it!)

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