(_|_) Fun in the Retirement Village – Alice’s Birthday [MF]

I’m a 72 year old retired widower now living in a retirement village and having the time of my life. What goes on is not what you would expect your grandfather or grandmother to get up to. Here are [previous stories](https://www.reddit.com/user/rayvoit/posts/) if you want, but they aren’t really necessary to read.

This is the most difficult one I have written. I didn’t know whether to put the last two paragraphs in, or leave them out. Obviously I decided to leave them in.

My wife died around 3 years ago now but I still keep her reminders in my calendar for her. I can’t delete them. They are memories of times gone by. She was hopeless at remembering her friends birthdays so when I found out some I put them in my calendar with a few days notice to remind her to get a card.

A few weeks ago one of these birthdays popped up on my phone. It was Alice’s birthday in 3 days time. Alice was my wife’s best friend. I hadn’t seen Alice since my wife’s funeral and thought I’d just drop her an email saying Happy Birthday.

Payback

You close the door behind you, happy to finally be home after a long day of running around. You open the closet to put away your boots and coat. As you put the hanger back, you suddenly feel my arms slip around your shoulders, hugging you tight against me. You sigh contentedly, leaning into my embrace. I plant soft kisses on your neck and cheek while you turn to glance at me out of the corner of your eye.

“Well hello to you too.” You say playfully, enjoying my affections.

My arms slide down your own, gently pulling them behind you. Before you know what’s happening, you find your wrists bound behind your back, clamped in a soft pair of handcuffs. My kisses have made their way up the side of your face. I pull myself close and whisper into your ear, “Not a hello my dear, this… is revenge.”

I whip you around to face me, your arms locked behind your back. You’re helpless to resist my lips against yours, catching your shocked gasp before it can escape. I take your lower lip between my teeth, pulling it away before I release you and meet your eyes with a devious smirk.

Sharing a FWB for the first time Pt 2 [MFF]

Realized that I never posted the other “part” of our threesome experience.

We had a threesome with another guy & she agreed to another girl. Luckily she was true to her word.

We actually got lucky with another girl we went to school with at the time. Since we were only FWBs, we had agreed that if we wanted to see other people it was fine. I had hit it off with a girl who was a theater geek (Gabby). She was latina, curvy and pretty tall at about 5′ 10″. We had texted back and forth a bit, eventually getting into sexual stuff. She asked what was the wildest thing I’ve done sexually and I admitted to the previous threesome. She was surprised and admitted that she had wanted to try one someday. I jokingly had said “even with another girl?” and she just replied “lol yeah.” At that point, I was convinced we found our 3rd. I mentioned it to my FWB and she didn’t know the girl but thought she was cute enough and was down if we could talk her into it. I was halfway there!

My First Time.. a few of my lovely followers asked me to expand on the little story I wrote about my first proper sexual experience. As always, I am eager to please, so here goes ?

[Apologies for the poor writing skills, I was trying to get this down quickly]

A few of my lovely followers asked me to expand on the little ‘My First Time’ story I posted, and it was such a fun experience, I am happy to do it. This won’t be for everyone, because I have been asked for minute detail, so forgive me if you find it boring, but feel free to ignore and focus on my pics if it’s a bit tedious.

I only turned 18 the week before I went to Uni in London, and was really naïve in every way. I had never had sex and had only had a couple of make-outs here and there with a few girls at school. I didn’t make friends very quickly at Uni because I was a bit shy, but I was definitely a very sexual being, although all my really sexual adventures up to this point had been solo. I was almost all about the girls, but I would find that if I didn’t masturbate for a long period, I would become super turned-on (even more turned on than when I ever thought about girls) by imagining being with a man.. being dominated and used and I fantasised about worshipping cocks. My obsession was with being destroyed by a real man, and always, in my head, by a much older guy.

How I Almost Lost My Virginity [FM] (Repost) (Blowjob)

I was a good girl all the way up through high school. Straight A’s, I never got into trouble, I always did as I was told, but, unknown to my parents, I’d gotten pretty heavily into watching porn. Watching the women sucking and fucking on the screen in my bedroom was the height of sexiness to me, and I, a virgin, knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that I 100% needed to get fucked.

Unfortunately, I hung out with a bunch of hopeless virgins like me, and I knew that the only way they managed to talk to me at all was to not view me as a sexual figure at all. Baggy clothes and no makeup only helped/hurt, I know, but I liked their company. Had I just whipped my tits out and announced my pussy open for business, I knew they would all run for the hills, so I did what I had to do to keep the friends I wanted. Graduation was only days away, though, and while I could have just walked into school with a tight top on and batted my eyes at some jock, I wanted something a little more personal.

[M]y time with Two [F] Teachers [str8] [tits] [mature] [milf]

Mrs. Webb finally lets go of your hand as she lingers behind you, closing the door to her bedroom as you walk into the dark room. “Well, I finally have you in my bedroom, boy, and now we’re going to work on some extra credit. She grins wickedly as she walks past you, her hand brushing yours as she walks into the darkness. You hear a shuffling noise, and with a soft clicking noise, light fills the room.

Mrs. Webb, standing in her skirt and white loose top, stands in the light next to the bed and you finally notice Mrs. Sellers lying on the bed, wearing black stockings, a garterbelt, black bra, black thong panties, and high heels. “I so love when you bring us home a new pet,” Mrs. Sellers purrs.

Mrs. Sellers bites her lip and makes a slight pouting noise, “I don’t think he wants me, though,” she playfully teased as she turned her lips downward. Bringing her hands to her breasts, she squeezed them together from either side of her bra cups. “I catch boy looking at my boobs all the time, but now he doesn’t seem all that interested…”

[M]y [F]irst Happy Ending Massage

I was in Thailand a few weeks ago with some friends and decided to try and find a happy ending massage, as I’d never had one before.

In my online searching I found a few types of massage places
– Regular, offering the usual foot, neck and shoulder, Thai and oil. Sometimes if you go with oil you might get a happy ending, depending on the masseuse but it’s not guaranteed.
– Massage + extra places are more up front about what they offer and you negotiate before going in, but the massages are often lacking because they can tend to go through the motions without caring much
– Soapy parlours offer full body to body naked soapy baths and sex, and for a premium price

Another kind I found out about are the teen parlours – usually attractive women in their 20s with a predetermined menu price that includes a happy ending, getting rid of the awkward negotiating.
The soapy parlours and teen ones are where the younger, most attractive ones go, with many less attractive or older masseuses working in the other places but of course there are exceptions.
They’re also known for putting in plenty of effort with the massage before getting to the happy ending.
As I was staying somewhere near a district with teen places and liked the sound of it, I went for one.

Her Booty Call [mf]

Long time Lerker first time poster.

So this happened a few years ago, I joined the Marines straight after college and I had met this girl… we will call her Macey, during Spanish class. I was awful at Spanish, so I talked Macey into tutoring me. We flirted and had an instant connection. Well fast forward to being home on pre deployment leave.. I get a text at like 9 at night “Hey, I want to see you before you leave!!

Well being the good friend I am I hope in the car and head right over to her apartment. I knock on the door and she answers wearing this blue shower robe… ( Now Macey stands about 5’8 long brown hair 110 pounds Medium C breasts)

She leads me into her living room and we grab a seat on the couch and it’s at that time I notice she isn’t wearing a bra under her robe. I watched the TV while she got me a drink from the kitchen. She sat down and placed her legs on my lap as she laid out on the couch, I noticed she wasn’t wearing any panties either. I knew I had to try I deploy in less than a weeks time.

Keeping warm [Fm] [inc] [first]

My folks had driven me up the mountain to stay with my Gran for the next few days, to help her through a whopper of a storm that was on the way.
Her place was likely to get a few feet of snow, and she probably wouldn’t be able to bring in enough wood if she couldn’t get to it. I was going to be the muscle, and make sure she was going to be okay.

She was very affectionate, right off the bat, and she had her arm around me until my parents were leaving. She only broke away to give them a hug and shut the door, and then she was back on my side and in contact wherever we went.
She led me to the kitchen and moved in front of me, and I guiltily glanced down at her massive breasts as she stepped around and hugged me tightly.

[MF] My classic First time story

This is a long time ago, so all details might not be correct, but to be honest I do not think that matter much :-)

When I was 16 years old I had a summer job of painting my grandmothers house. She lived on the other side of the country, so I stayed there alone. Luckily I had my cousin E there, same age as me, but a lot wilder, drinking, smoking, partying with older kids, sex etc. I was a shy boy, inexperienced with all of these things, so she was a bit of an idol to me.

I spent most of my days painting the house, and since the weather was beautiful I only wore an old cut-off jeans. I was training a lot at that time, playing lineman on the local football team, so I was quite buffed. I knew I was popular with the girls but to shy to do anything about it.

On the forth day, my cousin came by with her friend A, asking me if I wanted to go swimming at a lake close by. I had never met the friend before, but to say she was good looking was an understatement. Classic brunette, curvy but slim, wearing the smallest cut-off shorts I have ever seen and a bikini top barely keeping her breast in. She was obviously a tease.