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I turned around and he was laying on his stomach with the towel draped over his lower half. I didn’t hesitate. I crawled on the bed and straddled him. I oiled him up and started with his shoulders and worked my way down. I did that a few times and then scooted down so I could focus on his thighs. He wasn’t wrong, they were extremely tight and guessing by his grunts, extremely sore. I worked them as much as I could then after 20 minutes of being pretty tame I changed the pace and lightened the pressure.

I started gently massaging his inner thighs working my way up until my hands were under the towel and about a half inch from is balls. His pelvis lifted off the bed ever so slightly. I could tell he was as turned on as I was. I massaged down his leg again but made the decision that when I came back up I was gonna make my move. Slowly, I neared his inner thigh again and my hand brushed his balls. I kept going. Now I put both my hands on either side of his sack and massage between his legs while the back of my hands rubbed against his balls.

“Is this ok?” I asked.

“More than ok,” he replied.

YES. I was in! It was going down tonight. I gently cupped his balls with my hands and massaged them while the tips of my fingers tickled his taint.

“My God,” he exhaled.

“Turn over,” I softly commanded.

He did and I started massaging his thighs again starting from the knee and working my way up. By the time my hands reached his pelvis he was pitching a 6” tent. I slipped my hands under the towel and started touching his hard dick. I caressed the sides of it and let my fingers circle the rim of the tip.

Meanwhile, I’M DRIPPING. I feel like I’m on fire. Like one touch would absolutely send me over the edge. I slowly pulled down the towel and looked at him to gage a reaction. He didn’t say anything. His eyes were closed and he was just barely biting his lip. I started giving him and proper hand job. He’s breathing heavy and moaning quietly at this moment. There was something so hot about knowing how turned on he was. That *I* was the one turning him on. This older man that I had known for years was underneath me and completely in my control.

I move up and placed my sopping wet pussy that was still under my red mini skirt on his dick. Mind you, he’s not inside me but his dick is in between the lips of my vagina and I’m sliding back and forth so he can feel how wet I am. He has his hands on my waist and is moving me back and forth now.

“We can’t have sex,” he said.

Bummer.

“What can we do?” I asked.

“Anything else,” he replied.

I lean over and whispered in his ear, “I’m ok with that.” And then kissed his neck while I continued to rub my wetness all over his dick and lower stomach.

He then puts his hands underneath my tank and starts massaging my breasts. Squeezing and rubbing them. I pulled my tank up so he could get a better view. I am a perky C cup so he was getting good handfuls. I leaned over again so my chest was right in his face and he started sucking on my nipples. His other hand reached for my vagina.

I decided to lay down next to him to see if he would take over and he did not disappoint. He got on top and lifted up my skirt. He spread my legs and I let him go down on me. My entire body was tingling. He pushed his tongue inside my vagina and then would suck on my clit for a couple seconds and repeated that over and over until I came. I let out a very quiet scream/moan. He knew what had just happened. It was pretty obvious by the puddle I had left on his sheets.

He was still hard as a rock and I think seeing how wet my pussy was broke him. He grabbed his dick and started rubbing it up and down my vagina. A couple times it would barely slip in and then he would take it out. He continued this for a couple of minutes. I told him to do whatever he needed to and he decided to push his entire dick inside me. It went in so easily. So much for not having sex!

He started thrusting and I’m still laying down my head nearly hitting his headboard and my boobs bouncing up and down. It didn’t take long until he pulled out just in the nick of time and came all over my stomach and chest.

“Holy fucking shit I just had sex with Ashley’s dad,” was my first wondered.

“Thanks for the massage,” he chuckled.

I told him if that didn’t loosen him up for tomorrow I don’t know what would. I got up, grabbed my underwear I had thrown under his bed and snuck out of his house praying Ashley didn’t hear anything.

She never suspected a thing and John and I continued to hook up while she was in med college. It was all very hot but I have to say that nothing topped that Halloween night.

NSFW: yes

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