Jane and me - Part 3
It took a while for the post-shave and wax treatment soreness to abate but that's ok as we are not living together and thus not around each other constantly; just when we need to or when an opportunity arises when the harpies are otherwise occupied. I rather like my 'new look' and until then didn't realise my cock had a natural curve to the left. Without pubes my cock looks longer although it isn't really; it's just that the first half inch or so isn't buried in a bush!
Jane managed to get away last Friday and so, having had the call, went to collect her and drove her to my place where we can be truly private. It was raining cats and dogs so we planned to stay in and have some fun. Jane had opted to have a shower as mine was much better that hers and when she came out of the bathroom all scrubbed-up she looked a treat. She had a towel covering her hair (as ladies do), no bra but a pair of white lace edged panties on that looked as though she had been poured into them. Her saggy small boobs jiggled as she walked over to me where I was sat on the bed end naked except for a lecherous smile and stood right in front of me allowing me to kiss her tummy while I ran my hands over her bum feeling the smoothness of her underwear against her skin. Moving forward she sat on my knees and her breasts came level with my mouth. kissing, nuzzling and sucking her erect nipples I luxuriated in the feel of her skin on my tongue while my cock stiffened at the proximity of her panty-clad vagina that I now desperately wanted!
Jane. always the one in control, pushed at my chest and I lay back on the bed. She, now on her knees wriggled up my body until she was straddling my crotch. She then lay down pressing her titties against my chest and l watched as she ground her panty-clad pussy rhythmically against my hard on, eyes closed and enjoying the feel of our closeness and the pressure and friction on her clitoris. I came almost too soon but she, undeterred, carried on, too engrossed in her own pleasure to be distracted by my semen spillage that was soaking her lovely new panties. She rubbed herself into one of her wonderfully gentle hip twitching orgasms and, sated, rolled off and lay back on the bed. Her panties were very wet now, hers and my body fluids covering the front and inside of them. She wiggled them down to her knees, bent her lower legs up to her lovely chest and pulled them off and threw them on the floor in a moist heap. My cock was recovering fast so I rolled over and knelt between her legs. She took my cock and balls in her hands and gently massaged them then, as I started to lower myself down to penetrate her pussy she brought up her knees and wrapped her feet around my bum to pull me in closer. The feel of her wet warmth as I entered her was utterly heaven. Her vaginal muscles had tightened as I slid in my penis tip through her outer labia but then she relaxed and my entire length was engulfed, gripped as I moved it back out and relaxed to let it back in once more to the hilt. Sex with Jane fills my world with lust and pleasure and the thrill as my seed spilled out into her combined with her pleasurable sighs lets me know she is a happy woman.
After we had cleaned-up, dressed and gone downstairs to have a cuppa, a slip of paper flopped through the letterbox announcing a street BBQ that night (all socially distant of course). Taking a peek out of the window we could see the sun was now out, the forecast improving, and preparations being begun to adorn the street outside with lighting and music. We had nothing else planned so decided we would attend. Now sat comfortably on the sofa Jane, looking thoughtful and cuddling her tea mug mused rhetorically saying that she'd just turned 71, was widowed and although had been many things in her time sometimes wanted to do something scary, something that is most definitely not Jane; you know, something risky but not i*****l (Jane is a lay magistrate, a Public School Governor and quite a prominent personality within her local circles). Anyway time moved on and we lazed around the house until it was time to get ready to go out to the BBQ. Then I had an idea!
Being a bloke I decided to wear just shorts and a tee shirt, it was only a BBQ after all but ladies prefer to wear prettier clothes to look good and Jane is no exception. Opting for a black top and lacy bra she selected a thin summery white knee length pleated skirt and, for ventilation in the heat, no tights. As she began dressing I revealed my idea. I told her. as she was up for doing something legal, risky and out of the ordinary why doesn't she go out tonight knickerless! I could tell she was not enthused but I persisted. Finally she agreed but only if I went out without my pants under my shorts too. I acquiesced after all it was my idea. Stepping-out of the house Jane said she felt naked but kind of thrilled and empowered knowing there were going to be men around her and that she was as nature intended 'down there'! I gently squeezed her bum and steered her towards the neighbours to make introductions.
With the eating over, the socially distanced dancing began and Jane and I boogied along with everyone else. During the dancing she received some nice comments on her dress from at least two men but thought nothing of it, men after all are creatures of lustful habit at parties. Sometime later Jane was sat having a nice girly chat with Sophie, a 60 something woman when, according to Jane, Sophie said that as Jane was dancing; the ground mounted spotlights were shining right through Jane's dress revealing her legs to everyone and that either she must be wearing a very small thong or she must be going 'Commando' Jane didn't know what 'Commando' meant but having it explained to her admitted shyly to the latter. Sophie nodded and said that was the conclusion her husband Tom and his mates had made too. Sophie also added that she and some of her friends often went out to the shops down town without their knickers and covertly flashed their fannies to the men while they sat in the coffee shop and enjoyed the thrill when some man noticed. When Sophie pointed-out Tom to her she realised that he was one of the men who had complimented her about her dress. Don't worry though Sophie said with a girly giggle, he's harmless and usually gets his pleasure stoking himself watching adult porn and will probably fantasize about you and your legs later while he has his wicked way with me in bed tonight; and, she added wryly, at her age, anything that will make him randy and want him to fuck her is alright with her!
Jane, now back with me was worried she'd made a fool of herself despite Sophie's admissions but I reasoned that whether or not she had worn her knickers tonight the lights still would have shone through her dress! Jane now placated then whispered in my ear that all that girly chat and male attention had made her fanny drool and that I'd better take her indoors and fuck her just like Tom was going to do to Sophie tonight!
To be continued.....
Jane managed to get away last Friday and so, having had the call, went to collect her and drove her to my place where we can be truly private. It was raining cats and dogs so we planned to stay in and have some fun. Jane had opted to have a shower as mine was much better that hers and when she came out of the bathroom all scrubbed-up she looked a treat. She had a towel covering her hair (as ladies do), no bra but a pair of white lace edged panties on that looked as though she had been poured into them. Her saggy small boobs jiggled as she walked over to me where I was sat on the bed end naked except for a lecherous smile and stood right in front of me allowing me to kiss her tummy while I ran my hands over her bum feeling the smoothness of her underwear against her skin. Moving forward she sat on my knees and her breasts came level with my mouth. kissing, nuzzling and sucking her erect nipples I luxuriated in the feel of her skin on my tongue while my cock stiffened at the proximity of her panty-clad vagina that I now desperately wanted!
Jane. always the one in control, pushed at my chest and I lay back on the bed. She, now on her knees wriggled up my body until she was straddling my crotch. She then lay down pressing her titties against my chest and l watched as she ground her panty-clad pussy rhythmically against my hard on, eyes closed and enjoying the feel of our closeness and the pressure and friction on her clitoris. I came almost too soon but she, undeterred, carried on, too engrossed in her own pleasure to be distracted by my semen spillage that was soaking her lovely new panties. She rubbed herself into one of her wonderfully gentle hip twitching orgasms and, sated, rolled off and lay back on the bed. Her panties were very wet now, hers and my body fluids covering the front and inside of them. She wiggled them down to her knees, bent her lower legs up to her lovely chest and pulled them off and threw them on the floor in a moist heap. My cock was recovering fast so I rolled over and knelt between her legs. She took my cock and balls in her hands and gently massaged them then, as I started to lower myself down to penetrate her pussy she brought up her knees and wrapped her feet around my bum to pull me in closer. The feel of her wet warmth as I entered her was utterly heaven. Her vaginal muscles had tightened as I slid in my penis tip through her outer labia but then she relaxed and my entire length was engulfed, gripped as I moved it back out and relaxed to let it back in once more to the hilt. Sex with Jane fills my world with lust and pleasure and the thrill as my seed spilled out into her combined with her pleasurable sighs lets me know she is a happy woman.
After we had cleaned-up, dressed and gone downstairs to have a cuppa, a slip of paper flopped through the letterbox announcing a street BBQ that night (all socially distant of course). Taking a peek out of the window we could see the sun was now out, the forecast improving, and preparations being begun to adorn the street outside with lighting and music. We had nothing else planned so decided we would attend. Now sat comfortably on the sofa Jane, looking thoughtful and cuddling her tea mug mused rhetorically saying that she'd just turned 71, was widowed and although had been many things in her time sometimes wanted to do something scary, something that is most definitely not Jane; you know, something risky but not i*****l (Jane is a lay magistrate, a Public School Governor and quite a prominent personality within her local circles). Anyway time moved on and we lazed around the house until it was time to get ready to go out to the BBQ. Then I had an idea!
Being a bloke I decided to wear just shorts and a tee shirt, it was only a BBQ after all but ladies prefer to wear prettier clothes to look good and Jane is no exception. Opting for a black top and lacy bra she selected a thin summery white knee length pleated skirt and, for ventilation in the heat, no tights. As she began dressing I revealed my idea. I told her. as she was up for doing something legal, risky and out of the ordinary why doesn't she go out tonight knickerless! I could tell she was not enthused but I persisted. Finally she agreed but only if I went out without my pants under my shorts too. I acquiesced after all it was my idea. Stepping-out of the house Jane said she felt naked but kind of thrilled and empowered knowing there were going to be men around her and that she was as nature intended 'down there'! I gently squeezed her bum and steered her towards the neighbours to make introductions.
With the eating over, the socially distanced dancing began and Jane and I boogied along with everyone else. During the dancing she received some nice comments on her dress from at least two men but thought nothing of it, men after all are creatures of lustful habit at parties. Sometime later Jane was sat having a nice girly chat with Sophie, a 60 something woman when, according to Jane, Sophie said that as Jane was dancing; the ground mounted spotlights were shining right through Jane's dress revealing her legs to everyone and that either she must be wearing a very small thong or she must be going 'Commando' Jane didn't know what 'Commando' meant but having it explained to her admitted shyly to the latter. Sophie nodded and said that was the conclusion her husband Tom and his mates had made too. Sophie also added that she and some of her friends often went out to the shops down town without their knickers and covertly flashed their fannies to the men while they sat in the coffee shop and enjoyed the thrill when some man noticed. When Sophie pointed-out Tom to her she realised that he was one of the men who had complimented her about her dress. Don't worry though Sophie said with a girly giggle, he's harmless and usually gets his pleasure stoking himself watching adult porn and will probably fantasize about you and your legs later while he has his wicked way with me in bed tonight; and, she added wryly, at her age, anything that will make him randy and want him to fuck her is alright with her!
Jane, now back with me was worried she'd made a fool of herself despite Sophie's admissions but I reasoned that whether or not she had worn her knickers tonight the lights still would have shone through her dress! Jane now placated then whispered in my ear that all that girly chat and male attention had made her fanny drool and that I'd better take her indoors and fuck her just like Tom was going to do to Sophie tonight!
To be continued.....
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