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2010-07-13
I hurried over to Madge's house and was walking up to her door at 8:45. I was shaking with fear, excitement, anticipation and a half a million other nondescript feelings. This time I beat her to the door and rang the bell. I heard her yell "Coming," from the back of the house. I stood on the stoop feeling exposed to the world. Suddenly I didn't know what to do with my hands. For the last few months they'd been mostly wrapped around my cock, but now I would sweat the next few seconds as if my life depended upon it and at that moment I was sure it did.
Madge opened the door and ushered me in with not a hint of anything other than my being the young handyman, at least for the world to see. After all, Madge was a widowed & childless spinster and of course she was putting far more on the line than was I. Even at my tender age of almost 18 years old I grasped the gravity of it all. If found out, I would be a perv wanting to sleep with a grandmotherly aged woman, but for her it would be a devastating revelation.
I entered and she closed the door and flipped the dead bolt lock. "Got me now, do ya?" I tried to joke appearing far too cool for school, no pun intended. She looked me in the eye and said "How astute of you young Mr. William. "
She was a sight to behold to my young ass.
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As a chubby chaser and a granny chaser too, she was both rolled into one. She was dressed similarly to yesterday's outfit - pedal pushers (man she loves that early 60's stuff I thought), a knit top that fit her quite well and wow did it highlight what was going on underneath, but two things were distinctly different from yesterday. Today, instead of flip flops she wore very high, spiked heels and her hair was oddly in pigtails. It's as if she knew me inside and out, for the heels drove me crazy and the pigtails of her long, dyed black hair imparted a youthful air about her.
"Come William. Would you like a cup of coffee? I just made a fresh pot," she said, leading me into the kitchen. "Please," I replied. "How do you like it William," she inquired, looking back over her right shoulder at me. For the moment I was lost in lust. It seemed at that second that everything Madge did was designed and done to titillate and keep me on edge. To please me visually or with her warm and inviting manner. "Um. . . .
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I'm sorry Madge, what did you say?"
She broke out in a good laugh. "I asked you how you like your coffee - cream, sugar, a little, a lot? Ya know, how do you like your coffee?" She was grinning at me. "You seem distracted William. Why is that," she coyly asked. She knew damn well my problem. There she was, this matronly and substantial woman dressed as sexy as could be. Every bit of her body, while completely and appropriately covered, was exposed. There was little left to the imagination.
"I'm not distracted Madge, just sorta mesmerized. " That broke the ice. She turned and looked me in the eye. "Are you sure this is what you want William? Can I trust you? I feel I can, but still, I am concerned you're as discreet and mature as I believe you to be. " "Oh Jesus Madge, I promise I will never speak of any of this to anyone. " "William, we do not take the Lord's name in vain in this house," she scolded. "Sorry Madge, I am just a little .
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. . . distracted. " We laughed and she turned toward me and kissed me. Now that the ice was broken I was good to go - I hoped.
She returned to the coffee and started to fumble. It was the first time I saw her in any way not be cool, calm and collected. "Distracted Madge?" She smiled, "A little perhaps. "
I went for it, not being able to stand anymore of this dance. I placed my arms around her waist and kissed the back of her neck. She shuddered a bit and leaned her head back. The smell of fruity shampoo from her hair permeated my nostrils - well that and her perfume. With her very high heels on she was about my height. I gently nibbled her neck.
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I was looking at her magnificent breasts and could see her nipples grow hard under her top, and what was, I was sure, as substantial a foundation garment as had ever been made.
She dropped the spoon she'd held and turned to me.
We began to kiss more passionately than yesterday. She peppered me with kisses on my face and neck, as well as kissing me deeply, our tongues probing each other thoroughly. I could now count her teeth by feel. I slid my hands from around her waist and put them on her shoulders. I slid them down her arms and could feel her nipples pushing out at me. I used my hands and held her arms at her side. She seemed to like that, a gentle moaning coming from deep in her throat.
I then took charge. I pulled away and took her left hand and pulled toward the front room and the stairs to Heaven. I back all the way across the room and up the stairs, never letting my eyes leave hers for even a second. She seemed as if she'd become a soul without will, not that she wanted any at that moment, but still. I led her into her room and the neatly made bed. I turned and backed her up to the side of the bed.
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Suddenly it was nothing but Russian hands and Roman fingers as we fondled each other everywhere. I ground my pelvis at hers and she ground back, giving as good as she got. As I was using her for my personal toy she instinctively removed the awkward part and pulled her top off over her head. I was gobsmacked at the sight.
Her bra was what's known as a "longline" in women speak. It was one big assed piece of Lycra and it was sure needed to hold back what it did. I began to loose the numerous stays, one handed mind you, and Madge was duly impressed by my dexterity. When I had finally released the last stay I felt her breasts get a bit less firm and they fell just ever so much against my chest. She slid her arms out of the garment and let it fall to the floor. Before me was the most awesome set of tits I had ever even seen in a magazine. It was hard to believe this body belonged to a 57 year old woman.
She stood before me in the pedal pushers and heels and nothing more. She smiled at my obvious delight. She then slid her tight pants past her hips to reveal no panties whatsoever, but she was wearing a g-string sort of thing. I thought it odd that a widow wore such, but at that moment I was a little too concerned with other things to really care too awful much about that.
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Now she pushed me back and stood there nude but for the tiny g-string and heels. I gasped.
"You like William?" "Oh yes Madge, I like. " She placed her arms around my neck and began to probe my mouth again. She then pulled me down onto the bed, sort of beside her, sort of on top of her, and we kissed until our faces were moist with perspiration and each others saliva. Then she was working on the button and zipper of my jeans. I wore no underwear either for the occasion, and she slid my pant down past me hips. She jumped up and pulled off my shoes and pulled on the legs of my pants until I was naked except for my shirt which she dispensed with with a "Sit up," as she grabbed the hemline and pulled it over my head.
She'd kicked off her heels at some point as she perched on her knees before me and slid her g-string off. She was shaved. I bugged my eyes out in appreciation. "Do you like the smooth look William?" "Yes Ma'am," I replied with clear and undeniable enthusiasm. I detected a slight enjoyment on her part at my referring to her as Ma'am, especially considering our lust and nakedness. I cataloged that for later. She crawled to me and I leaned back against the numerous pillows between me and the headboard of the King bed.
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She crawled up my legs and positioned herself over my crotch. My cock was hot and hard as it had ever been. She stared into my eyes as she gently slid herself back and forth against it. She was so wet. Her eyes were locked on mine as she lifted ever so slightly and the head of my cock slipped past the bald labia and into the warmth and wetness of a woman who had already admitted she'd not had a man, or boy for that matter, in more than a dozen years.
She continued to gently wiggle her ass onto me and after a few minutes I was buried in her.
We rocked with rhythmic timing and unison. Her huge, beautiful and pendulous breasts brushed my chest and chin. I would use my mouth to grasp the exploded nipples and teased her with gentle and alternate nibbles, sucking and the occasional gentle biting of them. She grunted once as I did so. I thought she might have been unhappy, but no. She purred "God I love that," clearly forgetting the :"Lord's name in vain" thing - at least for the moment.
Our mating was all to brief, for I could not have held back any longer if under threat of death. I felt the sensation building. She felt it too and she began to quietly moan.
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I put my hands on her hips, kissed he deeply and held her hips firmly in place as I arched my back up and down to drive her home. She pulled her mouth away from mine perhaps an inch and breathed into my mouth "William! Fuck me William! I'm there," she grunted as I held her tighter and we both exploded.
"I can feel it! I can feel your seed! Oh God William!" She let out a quiet yell, more a whimper and collapsed down onto my chest. We rocked gently for a minute or two more and then lay there slowly regaining our composure. She lifted her head and began to kiss me again. Her pigtails were encasing my head and face. I was lost in joy, lustful and wanton desire for more and the absolute thrill of having made love to a woman who'd occupied my near every thought for months.
I don't know how long we remained in that repose, but after some time she lifted herself gently and collapsed beside me. "Good Lord William. Are you sure you're only 16?" I turned to her and sealed the deal.
"Are you sure you're not just 30 instead of 57?" Apparently that got her where it was good to her because she growled rather loudly "Get on top of me and fuck me proper, like a man fucks a woman. I want you to own me, for at this moment I am yours. Take me William. Make me feel that again. "
Being a good and dutiful young man, I did.
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All the while my mind was racing as to other little things like her wanting me to own her. Wanting me to be forceful. The g-string and heels still seemed out of place in a widowed and childless woman who claimed to have been celibate for a dozen years. All of these things, as well as her actions while in the missionary position over her had me lost in lustful delight.
Madge pinched her nipples as I drove her. She orgasmed too many times to count, or at least I was too damn busy to count. She even lifted her head and sucked first one then the other nipple into her mouth, each one separately. She looked me dead in the eyes the whole time.
The entire day continued on in the same manner. We made love a dozen times and I came 5 times, she scores of times. She offered to drive me home, but I refused. Hell, I had more energy than I knew what to do with by now. Instead of beat, I was invigorated. We parted at 4:30 and made plans to talk tomorrow.
I had no idea the things I would be treated to in my immediate future, but I had an inkling it was going to be memorable in many more ways than one .
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