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Fuck Story - Coming of Age (MF, work, affair)
by Anon Author 1990
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I'm a 24-year-old dental assistant living in the Chicago suburb of
Highland Park. I work for "Dr. X," a very handsome and charming 55-year-
old man who has taught me new meaning in sex.
Up until the time I met Dr. X, I has the idea that any guy past 40 had
to be over the hill. I thought of flaccid cocks, Blocked prostates,
wheezing and all those things.
That was a terrible mistake, as Dr. X showed me. Through him, I've
discovered that it is indeed better to do business with an established
firm. Why do I go for my much-older employer the way I do? Because he can
turn me on like no guy my own age ever has.
It's all technique with Dr. X. He makes me feel like a total woman. He
doesn't act like everything begins and ends with his getting into and out
of my pants. He knows a lot of things, younger guys don't. He knows what a
nice thing it is for a girl to receive a gift - something very intimate and
secret. He knows how she glows over a compliment. He understands that
bringing her to an orgasm should be a slow and continuing process.
Dr. X has a family of course. I don't expect anything permanent to develop
between us. This sexual relationship we have is just a passing phase in
both our lives. But it is nice while it lasts.
The thing I like best about Dr. X is that he doesn't take me for granted -
either emotionally or sexually. He works very hard to make me happy.
Being undressed by my older lover is a wonderful experience. There's no
clutching and grabbing. He's had enough practice over the years to know how
the snaps and catches work.
He recognizes that I am very proud of my body and like to be admired. He
tells me things I want to hear as he takes my clothes off. He make fine
comments about the beauty of my tits. He tells me how my firm little ass
excites and pleases him. While he reverently touches my bush, he talks
about its silkiness and pleasure it gives him. In short, he makes me feel
like a very attractive and worthwhile woman.
I just love the time he takes with his foreplay. He has so many little
moves which are his alone. I really enjoy having him lay his head on my tit
and listen to the pounding of my heart. I'm happy that he actually wants to
give me oral sex because so many younger guys don't feel that way at all.
Having Dr. X's head between my thighs and feeling the heat of his tongue
reaming out either my dripping pussy or my tight anus is a wonderful treat.
It's an act of dedication. It says to me, "I accept all of you and want to
show you my complete love." You may not believe this, but a lot of the
younger men I've met expect their women to go all out sucking their cocks
and asses, but feel they do not have to respond in kind. Their attitudes
are terribly sexist. They make women feel as if being a woman is a foul and
loathsome crime.
Dr. X also uses his mouth on other parts of my body. He will kiss my feet
or the backs of my knees or my tits or my throat. He will run his tongue
around the inside of my ear. I enjoy that very much.
But the real difference between Dr. X and younger men with whom I've had
sex is that he is so slow and patient. He will keep the foreplay going
until he is sure that I am more than ready. He has a way of sensing my
reactions - perhaps by the sweat breaking over my body, or the way I'm
breathing, or the sound of a groaning purr which I give. All I know is that
before I fell his lovely cock enter me, I smell the waves of musky womanly
aromas wafting around me like some heady perfume.
Also, Dr. X is very considerate of my comfort. He realizes how much I enjoy
being on top so that I can control the depth of his penetration. He is
happy to allow me the woman-superior position without considering it a slur
on his manhood.
Once I am perched astride my lover with his erection deeply buried inside
my happy cunt, I look down at his face. There is a smile of pleasure which
relaxes the hard-etched lines. There's an almost boyish quality about him.
I know that I can remain very quiet for a very great deal of time. I can
just savor the hardness of that erection filing me. I do not have to worry
about being left high and dry, the way I might with a guy nearer my own
age.
I bend low over Dr. X and kiss him hard on the mouth. His hands tighten on
my breasts. He slides his fingers downward over the soft flatness of my
belly. He raises his knees and turn them into a comfortable backrest for
me. He is doing everything he can to let me know how concerned he is for
me.
The need for more begins to build in me. I want to feel his cock surging
against my tender love passage. I let him know with a playful squeeze of my
thighs around his hips.
Dr. X responds immediately. I feel myself being lifted into the air. How
very strong my lover is. I feel myself settle down hard on his prong.
Dr. X moves from side to side. His ass grinds in tight circles and then he
trusts his pelvis as hard as he can. The shock and heat are magnificent.
We begin to move faster and faster. There is no doubt about his ability to
keep up. But even better than that, there is no anxiety on my part that he
will ejaculate prematurely. Nature in its infinite wisdom has slowed him
down so that he can keep going long after a person 20 years his junior
would have shot his wad.
I cry out because my climax has arrived. I grip and caress my lover with
all of strength. He keeps coming on harder and harder. Finally I collapse
over him, my sweat mixing with his, the two of us catching our breath.
And still he's rigid inside of me, ready to fuck me to my heart's content.
That's what I love so dearly about Dr. X. The years have made him a
considerate and knowledgeable lover. But they've done more than that for
him. They've slowed his cock down to the point where it lasts and lasts.
That's the big advantage he has over the younger guys.
Lover of good Dick