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Click hereEventually, my work took me away from London and I moved out. I visited occasionally and we had some very sexy times, but my visits became fewer and eventually stopped. I met a girl who I eventually married, and interestingly she's quite a bit older than me and built just like Pat with a round belly and big fat thighs which I love, especially when she wears stockings. I have told my wife (Caroline) all about Pat and John and she loves to hear my stories as a prelude to sex, or while she masturbates to a cum with her fingers.
A coupe of years ago, John died and I went to the funeral with Pat. Afterwards, I took her home, and we made love in her bedroom. We fucked gently, and we both came, but when we'd finished she held me tightly and gently cried on my shoulder.
I didn't see her again after that, but Caroline and I still enjoy the stories of my time with Pat and John.
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amorone6 months agoMature chubby ladies. Great description, very erotic. I am lucky to have such a voluptuous wife of a similar age.to Pat. I wish we had a young lodger.
SouthCoast2about 1 year agoFantastic story, characters felt real and I had a hard on all the way...the part where you spunked into his mouth was soooo hot
Regretsover 3 years agoThat is how old folks should be looked after.
I was on a course in London with other men staying in the same house. We were all on the same course so knew each other quite well, I thought. One weekend, the wife of one guy came down to stay and just after midday the landlady came to the table and asked if anyone knew why a pillow had disappeared from her bed? This guy, with the wife, who had now returned, and who was from Darlington, (he called men Gadgers and women were Brides) He said, cool as ice, that her pillow was on his bed and he was just about to put it back in her room (which was just across from his) he explained that he liked to fuck his wife while her bum was raised by two pillows and so he hoped that she would not mind that he had nipped in to borrow hers?
She was too speechless to reply. I have smiled many times over this down the years and I think that you would not believe that if you read it in a book.
Rassclautabout 4 years agoBrings back memories August 1970 started my engineering apprenticeship. Straight from school at 17 and into digs not far from Feltham train station.
Elderly white couple, very similar senerio.
They took turns bringing me a hot thermos flak of tea every night after I got into bed.
Long story short, she would peck me on the cheek goodnight motherly kiss, progressed one night to lips, with her fondling my young ever ready cock.
She let me touch her breasts, and as soon as she took out my cock, I ejaulated.
Husband, no objection and encouraged me to sleep in their bed.
I moved into accommodation after 8 months, but spent weekends with Doreen and John.
They have long since died but they were great teachers.
