A surprise lesson in dominance

I’ve never really considered myself to be particularly dominant in the bedroom, but then again, I’d never really known a woman who was mad for cock, either… until recently…


I have to be honest, when an old schoolfriend, one with whom I’d had teenage, base-one, groping sessions, turned up on facebook and sent me a friend request, I’d wondered whether she might be a candidate for an illicit rendezvous… I mean, come on, which man hasn’t?!


When Jeanie immediately messaged me after I’d accepted the request, I’m pretty certain my heart raced a bit.


We messaged each other for a few weeks after that, you know, ‘what you up to?’, ‘how’s your day been?’, ‘anything happening at the weekend?’, that sort of thing. Pleasant enough, but I couldn’t help thinking it was going somewhere.


One evening, about two months after our ‘initial contact’, it was about half nine at night, she said that she’d be off to bed. “Really?!” I said. “So early? I had you down as an all-nighter.”


“Only if I’ve got a cock in my mouth,” she responded.


Oh – My – God! Definitely going somewhere.


I changed the tack of my conversation straight away. “Well, mine is always available – and by God, it really loves a good mouth!”


Although this was only ‘sexting’, I could tell that Jeanie hadn’t missed a beat. “Hmmm,” she said. “How’d you like me to suck it?” I’m normally pretty cautious when it comes to hook ups, but for some reason, I leapt on the chance as well. “It’s not so much how I’d like you to suck it, rather whether you could take a mouth fucking.”


There was a very long pause. Damn, I thought. I’ve blown that one. The silence went on for a few minutes. I got back to whatever it was I was doing. Then a message came through. “I’ve just cum!” Jeanie wrote.


I think we ought to meet up, I replied.


A few days later, I was in her area (she still lives in the town where we grew up – I’m a few miles away, but work still takes me back there often) and, as agreed, I knocked on her door.


She’d aged quite a lot… But, hey! So have I. She’d also put on a fair bit of weight, but this had the benefit of expanding her bust. Considerably. And, God, I was horny.


“I’m afraid my mum’s here,” she said, once I’d stepped inside. “So a cup of tea is the best I can offer.” Hey ho. We’ll have to plan a little better.


We went into the kitchen and she put the kettle on, then turned and kissed me full on. I felt her massive tits and rubbed my hand between her legs. It was like being a teenager again.


She made the tea and took a cup through to her mum. Then she came back in, grabbed me, snogged me and unzipped the fly on my overalls. It took her about two seconds to get my cock out. My God, her hands were good.


She worked me like a pro, switching her open-mouthed gaze from my erection to my face and back again. She really wanted cock, I could tell, and her expertise was making me so hard, I thought I would explode.


“Where’d you want to stuff that?” she said. “Wherever it fits,” I answered. “I can think of a few options.”


I saw a chair by the kitchen table. I pulled myself free, turned it round and pushed her down into it. I grabbed her head, thinking to force my cock into her mouth, but it was wide open and ready before I’d moved. She held my thighs and I held her head and pumped – first the tip, then the shaft, then I pushed deep into her mouth and my cock disappeared.


Needless to say, it didn’t take long till I was pumping a load into her mouth. She pulled her face flat against my groin to get the last drops down her throat. My knees were weak. She leant back and I zipped up.


“Don’t forget to say goodbye to mum on your way out,” she said.


A good beginning, I thought as I wobbled back to my car…

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