I’ve been getting my wife to put her past adventures down on paper so I can relive them. Here is one from her youth. Hot!
Here is goes - my friends dad
So my high school friend who I caused all sorts of trouble with - her dad was in his middle 40's but very Peirce Brosnen looking. I had a crush on him from the time we met in junior high probably around age 12. Well he was always smiling and flirty, although I didn't really know what that meant yet. I had lost my virginity to a senior when I was a freshman, hooked up with the guy that is now my husband at a party, made out and felt up a few girls, and even slept with a college kid at a summer even, so I thought I ruled the world and was killing it at sex. I probably had never had an orgasm from sex however - so as good as I told myself I was, my fingers were probably the only real winner.
So one of the many nights I spent at their house Rachel (the friend) and I were watching so shitty 90's movie while her parents were out to a work function. I made an excuse to use the bathroom or something and being to little punk I was went into the master bedroom and started to snoop. In the dads nightstand under some Time magazines was a penthouse, lube, condoms, vibrator. That turned the corner for me. After quickly flipping through the porn and putting it back I now saw Rachel's dad as the horny bastard he was. I was turned on beyond belief at the thought of ...... with someone older and taboo.
About midnight or so Rachels parents get home and her mom is ....... Staggering, slurring, raiding the fridge. So we go back to our movie and her mom passes out. I hear the shower run and at long last Rachel falls asleep. As quiet as I can I tiptoe down the hall to the master bedroom. I can see Rachels mom who is tiny face down in the comforter, dress up around her waist, snoring. Slipping past her I get to the door of the bathroom and peek around it. There is Rachel's dad stroking himself in the shower! It was so hot!
Not knowing what else to do I headed back to the living room couch where I masturbated so hard I came and almost soaked my blanket. I was hooked.
Over the next month or so I made any excuse I could to go to Rachel's when her dad was home. I sucked at flirting and was a 90lbs size 0...so boobs were not my specialty. But we were tennis doubles athletes so I was tone and tan. Working with what I had I would go over without a bra so my nipples poked through, or wear my shortest shorts. I even got brave enough to touch his chest when speaking to him and always ended visits with a long hug and sigh. I was almost ready to give up when one of my visits when I was staying for dinner I offered to help him clean up the kitchen. Talked to him about boys and did my best to bend over for every dish I noticed something - he was hard! Before I could stop myself my eyes were locked on it and I said something stupid quietly like "I want it." That night passed as two uncomfortable people. Not sure he heard me and not sure he reciprocated.
About two weeks l get a call on my Swatch phone - lol - that is an old statement. Phone in my room made by swatch. And who is on the other line but Rachel's dad. He asks if Rachel left some stupid hair thing - like a tie or something I don't remember. He tells me at the end that I'm welcome to swing by anytime. I don't know what this is about but I'm there almost every day anyway so I find the missing minor item, do my makeup, put something cute on and tell my parents I'm walking down to Rachel's. They probably didn't even respond it was so normal.
I make it to Rachel's house and knock on the door and her dad lets me in. He closes the door behind me and I can see he is physically shaking. I offer the hair whatever to him and ask where Rachel is. Portland he says...and my knees go week.
He starts the conversation with "do you really want me", and all I can say is yes. Without pause he kisses me and I feel his whiskers and taste his aftershave. I was a puddle! He takes his time and undresses me - which was totally new to me. I was used to boys just pulling a piece down to get at the one part they wanted. So I'm standing fully naked in their master bedroom with this man killing my A-cups and I'm in heaven! He even went down on me! I'd had one terrible experiment with that and this was so much better! He could have done anything to me and I would not have cared. But the thing that makes this one of my most memorable hookups what when he finally was naked beside me, he had me put the condom on which was so erotic and he was so much bigger than the boys I had been with - but most of all he taught me to ride. He asked me to straddle him and I obeyed. He stretched me and hurt me in ways I had never imagined and loved it so much. Once I finally was able to work my way all the way down him he grabbed my ass and started my hips rocking. It was the first time my clit actually ...... across a pubic bone and man was I wet!. Slowly picking up pace as his hands on my ass spread me and pulled me. Soon I felt a build I had not felt in sex before. I came and it was an ugly cum complete with shakes, crying, collapse. Ugly.
He would let me recover then start it back up again. I think about my third collapse I realized I could feel him inside me moving around and I looked down to see his eyes closed and him bucking up and down.
Later he told me he hadn't cum like that ever and it made me so proud. I was ready to date him...but soon divorce happened and he moved to Vancouver. Still I think of that night to this day. My friend never knew but I'm guessing she could tell things between me and her dad were awkward. Anyway that was top 1 or 2 experience from my youth…I still masturbate to that memory to this day
Here is goes - my friends dad
So my high school friend who I caused all sorts of trouble with - her dad was in his middle 40's but very Peirce Brosnen looking. I had a crush on him from the time we met in junior high probably around age 12. Well he was always smiling and flirty, although I didn't really know what that meant yet. I had lost my virginity to a senior when I was a freshman, hooked up with the guy that is now my husband at a party, made out and felt up a few girls, and even slept with a college kid at a summer even, so I thought I ruled the world and was killing it at sex. I probably had never had an orgasm from sex however - so as good as I told myself I was, my fingers were probably the only real winner.
So one of the many nights I spent at their house Rachel (the friend) and I were watching so shitty 90's movie while her parents were out to a work function. I made an excuse to use the bathroom or something and being to little punk I was went into the master bedroom and started to snoop. In the dads nightstand under some Time magazines was a penthouse, lube, condoms, vibrator. That turned the corner for me. After quickly flipping through the porn and putting it back I now saw Rachel's dad as the horny bastard he was. I was turned on beyond belief at the thought of ...... with someone older and taboo.
About midnight or so Rachels parents get home and her mom is ....... Staggering, slurring, raiding the fridge. So we go back to our movie and her mom passes out. I hear the shower run and at long last Rachel falls asleep. As quiet as I can I tiptoe down the hall to the master bedroom. I can see Rachels mom who is tiny face down in the comforter, dress up around her waist, snoring. Slipping past her I get to the door of the bathroom and peek around it. There is Rachel's dad stroking himself in the shower! It was so hot!
Not knowing what else to do I headed back to the living room couch where I masturbated so hard I came and almost soaked my blanket. I was hooked.
Over the next month or so I made any excuse I could to go to Rachel's when her dad was home. I sucked at flirting and was a 90lbs size 0...so boobs were not my specialty. But we were tennis doubles athletes so I was tone and tan. Working with what I had I would go over without a bra so my nipples poked through, or wear my shortest shorts. I even got brave enough to touch his chest when speaking to him and always ended visits with a long hug and sigh. I was almost ready to give up when one of my visits when I was staying for dinner I offered to help him clean up the kitchen. Talked to him about boys and did my best to bend over for every dish I noticed something - he was hard! Before I could stop myself my eyes were locked on it and I said something stupid quietly like "I want it." That night passed as two uncomfortable people. Not sure he heard me and not sure he reciprocated.
About two weeks l get a call on my Swatch phone - lol - that is an old statement. Phone in my room made by swatch. And who is on the other line but Rachel's dad. He asks if Rachel left some stupid hair thing - like a tie or something I don't remember. He tells me at the end that I'm welcome to swing by anytime. I don't know what this is about but I'm there almost every day anyway so I find the missing minor item, do my makeup, put something cute on and tell my parents I'm walking down to Rachel's. They probably didn't even respond it was so normal.
I make it to Rachel's house and knock on the door and her dad lets me in. He closes the door behind me and I can see he is physically shaking. I offer the hair whatever to him and ask where Rachel is. Portland he says...and my knees go week.
He starts the conversation with "do you really want me", and all I can say is yes. Without pause he kisses me and I feel his whiskers and taste his aftershave. I was a puddle! He takes his time and undresses me - which was totally new to me. I was used to boys just pulling a piece down to get at the one part they wanted. So I'm standing fully naked in their master bedroom with this man killing my A-cups and I'm in heaven! He even went down on me! I'd had one terrible experiment with that and this was so much better! He could have done anything to me and I would not have cared. But the thing that makes this one of my most memorable hookups what when he finally was naked beside me, he had me put the condom on which was so erotic and he was so much bigger than the boys I had been with - but most of all he taught me to ride. He asked me to straddle him and I obeyed. He stretched me and hurt me in ways I had never imagined and loved it so much. Once I finally was able to work my way all the way down him he grabbed my ass and started my hips rocking. It was the first time my clit actually ...... across a pubic bone and man was I wet!. Slowly picking up pace as his hands on my ass spread me and pulled me. Soon I felt a build I had not felt in sex before. I came and it was an ugly cum complete with shakes, crying, collapse. Ugly.
He would let me recover then start it back up again. I think about my third collapse I realized I could feel him inside me moving around and I looked down to see his eyes closed and him bucking up and down.
Later he told me he hadn't cum like that ever and it made me so proud. I was ready to date him...but soon divorce happened and he moved to Vancouver. Still I think of that night to this day. My friend never knew but I'm guessing she could tell things between me and her dad were awkward. Anyway that was top 1 or 2 experience from my youth…I still masturbate to that memory to this day
