T's Crop is Delivered
Monday finally arrived and I delivered Auntie "T's" raisin crop to the processor...both loads weighted well and got good quality grades. Now all I had to do was cleanup and wait for her to arrive home from work to give her the weight slips. I gave her enough time after she got home from work to unwind and such...she had already promised to have the coffee on...which could mean two things....yes, coffee or...a little intimate fun. All of those years of the former had in last year or so lead to us sharing in the latter event...witch we both enjoy a lot.....I, because I finally saw and felt what I wanted and she got to have what she needed after a few years of widowhood imposed celibacy.
Her backdoor was unlocked, so I walked in an announced myself....."I'll be right out," she replied, "see you at the desk in the den." I pulled out the desk chair ad sat down reviewing the weight tags and reports....she arrived to my side and took the pages from my hand and studied them for a bit, then cheered at the reports....she had made some money and so had the fellow renting her farm...she put an arm around me and kissed my cheek. "Now I am so glad I have kept this place, good farmer, nice crop, I get to stay in my nice house too, and know a trucker to deliver my crop. I turned to my right to observe her and immediately noticed she had a very loose-fitting short cover-up on, in fact her left breast was peeking out, its somewhat puffy areola and nipple exposed for my delight. My right hand, almost by habit, reached around her waist and rubbed her behind and ventured down her legs to feel her amazing well-formed calves, virtually unchanged since I noticed them many years ago. Little did I think then, that I would be able to view and feel them now, almost at will...my right hand felt of the curvaceous calves, perfect mirror images of each other...then the back of her knees and started up with my hand between the luscious thighs...to my surprise she still had on panties.
"You realize I've just been home from work an hour or so," she chided me, "I can't be panty-less all the time when you arrive."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so presumptuous, I guess," I replied.
She hugged me with her left arm and we continued to speak of the crop...for a short time anyways. She lay the papers back on the desk and turned facing me and I turned to face her, still seated. She giggled, I guess because with me being seated, her nice modest B-cup bust was about eye level to me to appreciate. I guessed she was wearing one of my late uncle's old dress shirts, now sleeveless and unbuttoned, I thought to myself...easy on...easy off too. I placed my open hands on the sides of her torso, and drew her a bit closer which prompted her to say....
"So, it looks like you will begin by kissing my nipples instead of my lips today?" she asked.
"Kind of and easy decision, being you present them at just the right time." I offered.
My lips wandered to her right breast, small, yet so soft, and a bit saggy, with her slightly puffy areolas and now very prominent, hardened nipples, my right hand and fingers felt her left one, pinching every so much firmer with time....my tongue got re-acquainted with her firm, coarse areolas...a thrill and it was still mid-afternoon. I glanced up to her face, she had closed her eyes and was humming quietly with a smile on her face. My mind went back years when I just wondered what her breasts looked like and their size....now I was up close and personal with them...how fortunate! Alas, like always, there is always more to enjoy of this lady, short in stature, but well-endowed in the leg and hip areas...not a beauty queen, but she made up for it in kindness and appreciation....I am so glad she invited me to experience intimacy with her in her widowhood. Today, now the best was covered up with sheer high-rise panties, something I rarely have seen.
"Let's make our way to the other end of the house, what do you say?" she asked, "I've learned about all I can on the crop delivery, thank you."
"Sounds OK to me," I agreed.
Side by side, arm in arm, we made our way down the hall toward the bedrooms, she guided me into her room, and its subdued lighting in the late afternoon sun. She directed me to sit on her bed for a bit as she positioned herself in front of me. Those panties, stretched to almost translucency, outlined her mid-body form nicely....high enough to reach her navel and the body crease that defined it, the long flare to her hips that contained the top of her fine, plump thighs, she turned a little to also expose her butt cheeks and their fine drooping shape, but what really catches my attention, her slightly bulging belly, showing she had carried two offspring, and the stretched, sheer fabric showing beneath it, her jet black patch of pubic hair, always in contrast to her silver hair otherwise, and with the added show of being atop an emerging mound that has caught my attention in the last few months.
"See something you would like to see more of, or feel?" she playfully inquired.
"Most certainly," I said.
With that, my forefingers dug into the tight elastic of her panties...then I began to slide them off of her hips and her behind...now even more of her pale soft skin was revealed and soon I had them far enough off that they fell around her ankles...there, before me was what I had only speculated about just a few months previous....there staring at me too was the flattened triangle of black pubic hair that had attracted my thoughts and eyes for years also.
"You better rub it so those curls you like re-appear for you," she said.
Of course, I couldn't resist and ran my fingers across and thru her inviting patch and of course my middle finger felt her "womb wound" that is sooooo thrilling, I even knelt down and kissed both hips at the bare glory of their widest spot....so soft, that pale flesh....
We were standing beside her bed when she stopped and asked me..."Can we go into my bathroom? I have something on my mind I want to do and see." I agreed, and we back trekked to her bathroom....we stood in front of the mirror and she stated...."Please, will you let me stroke you off so I can see that stream of stuff exit your erection?"
Was I going to refuse that, I don't think so.
Oh, my gosh! Here I was standing naked with my Auntie, that I had been and still am fascinated with for many years, first in curiosity, now in intimacy with. Those chunky legs I have described so often, the thighs now showing cellulite that bothered neither of us, spider veins that only heightened the mystery of her to me! My right arm wrapped around her right shoulder, my hand rested on her fleshy upper arm, her left arm around my waist....her right breast peeking out squeezed above my waist...all this AND standing in front of the large bathroom mirror...she gazed up at me and smiled, her fingers ran thru MY pubes for a change...then she slowly ran her hand up and down my hardened artery, like she was admiring it like a piece of fine pottery...then she wrapped her fingers around my shaft slowly...he diminutive hands made me look larger yet! I gazed more in the mirror, as it afforded a better view of her in nakedness...she began to stroke slowly, the speeded up, thrilled with her latest suggestion. My right hand reached off her arm and began to tweak her nipple, wanting to make it hard in contrast to its supple surroundings of breast flesh...I so much wanted to reach between her legs, but not this time...I couldn't quite reach anyways. Her thumb and forefinger squeezed at my knob...playfully coaxing what was to "cum"....Admiring her in the mirror only made me harder, she responded by gripping and stroking more firmly and quicker...Yes, I wished to myself I was entering her yet again...I was being selfish...I knew how good her pussy felt when I was inside, but this was for her, perhaps to re-live a teen-age encounter? Who knows...it did feel good to be played with ... the thought crossed my mind that maybe this is what it be like with a woman more my age or younger... Auntie and I just went for it, knowing beforehand our delights with each other.
As we progressed, she made some comments on how good my erection looked and felt to her and how she was looking forward to its unfettered ejaculation. Me too! The appearance of her body in the mirror, feeling her nakedness touching me caused my balls to seemingly quiver, a sign of impending climax...I, on instinct, curled my toes and locked my knees ready for the sure pleasure. Sure as the sun rises, I began to spew forth my bounty across the countertop...the first couple spurts almost hit the backsplash! "My goodness, that's what I've been waiting to see," she exclaimed, "now I realize why it feels so good when you are inside me! Also, that time it went off in my mouth....we need to do that again!"
"Anytime," I agreed, " and how about that time in the behind?''
"Don't worry, I've thought about that too," she stated.
By now there was quite a mess on the counter top...several strips of my cum of various lengths and volume lying in curvy patterns...she moved me forward, squeezing the last weak spurts out of my now softening dick... She admired and surveyed the spread, offering this remark, "Wow, all that usually gets inside me, I just had to see it, after all these years." She moved directly in front of me, and bent over to inspect the jizz close-up...maybe to smell it also, in doing that her attractive full, slightly drooping butt cheeks were presented to me...so soft and round, pale and inviting...I couldn't resist but to move forward, bend my knees a bit and reach to spread the crack wide enough to lay my still elongated, but softening dick in her pleasing ditch!
"Hmmm, she cooed, " You sure seem to like it back there, don't you?"
"Oh yes," I answered, "like seeing you, like touching even better,"
I'm so glad you find this old body attractive; I was so worried you would be not impressed, as I've told you before.....you just enjoy, I sure do like the attention....she moved away, left me dangling, and spoke, "We better not let that thing get hard again, I have my Monday chores still to do you know."
She turned to face me and we kissed...yes, she had tasted my spread...I could taste it on her tongue! "Well, soon it will be Saturday and our "Coffee Time,' you know I think I like us to try "69" how about that?!
I looked at her in a questioning look, she responded, "I'll bet you didn't think I know about that, huh?' I shrugged my shoulders as she replied..."There is nothing new about sex, just new people experiencing it.....!"
We got dressed, said goodbye to one another, and off I went, looking forward to yet another encounter with my "revitalized" Auntie "T."
Her backdoor was unlocked, so I walked in an announced myself....."I'll be right out," she replied, "see you at the desk in the den." I pulled out the desk chair ad sat down reviewing the weight tags and reports....she arrived to my side and took the pages from my hand and studied them for a bit, then cheered at the reports....she had made some money and so had the fellow renting her farm...she put an arm around me and kissed my cheek. "Now I am so glad I have kept this place, good farmer, nice crop, I get to stay in my nice house too, and know a trucker to deliver my crop. I turned to my right to observe her and immediately noticed she had a very loose-fitting short cover-up on, in fact her left breast was peeking out, its somewhat puffy areola and nipple exposed for my delight. My right hand, almost by habit, reached around her waist and rubbed her behind and ventured down her legs to feel her amazing well-formed calves, virtually unchanged since I noticed them many years ago. Little did I think then, that I would be able to view and feel them now, almost at will...my right hand felt of the curvaceous calves, perfect mirror images of each other...then the back of her knees and started up with my hand between the luscious thighs...to my surprise she still had on panties.
"You realize I've just been home from work an hour or so," she chided me, "I can't be panty-less all the time when you arrive."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so presumptuous, I guess," I replied.
She hugged me with her left arm and we continued to speak of the crop...for a short time anyways. She lay the papers back on the desk and turned facing me and I turned to face her, still seated. She giggled, I guess because with me being seated, her nice modest B-cup bust was about eye level to me to appreciate. I guessed she was wearing one of my late uncle's old dress shirts, now sleeveless and unbuttoned, I thought to myself...easy on...easy off too. I placed my open hands on the sides of her torso, and drew her a bit closer which prompted her to say....
"So, it looks like you will begin by kissing my nipples instead of my lips today?" she asked.
"Kind of and easy decision, being you present them at just the right time." I offered.
My lips wandered to her right breast, small, yet so soft, and a bit saggy, with her slightly puffy areolas and now very prominent, hardened nipples, my right hand and fingers felt her left one, pinching every so much firmer with time....my tongue got re-acquainted with her firm, coarse areolas...a thrill and it was still mid-afternoon. I glanced up to her face, she had closed her eyes and was humming quietly with a smile on her face. My mind went back years when I just wondered what her breasts looked like and their size....now I was up close and personal with them...how fortunate! Alas, like always, there is always more to enjoy of this lady, short in stature, but well-endowed in the leg and hip areas...not a beauty queen, but she made up for it in kindness and appreciation....I am so glad she invited me to experience intimacy with her in her widowhood. Today, now the best was covered up with sheer high-rise panties, something I rarely have seen.
"Let's make our way to the other end of the house, what do you say?" she asked, "I've learned about all I can on the crop delivery, thank you."
"Sounds OK to me," I agreed.
Side by side, arm in arm, we made our way down the hall toward the bedrooms, she guided me into her room, and its subdued lighting in the late afternoon sun. She directed me to sit on her bed for a bit as she positioned herself in front of me. Those panties, stretched to almost translucency, outlined her mid-body form nicely....high enough to reach her navel and the body crease that defined it, the long flare to her hips that contained the top of her fine, plump thighs, she turned a little to also expose her butt cheeks and their fine drooping shape, but what really catches my attention, her slightly bulging belly, showing she had carried two offspring, and the stretched, sheer fabric showing beneath it, her jet black patch of pubic hair, always in contrast to her silver hair otherwise, and with the added show of being atop an emerging mound that has caught my attention in the last few months.
"See something you would like to see more of, or feel?" she playfully inquired.
"Most certainly," I said.
With that, my forefingers dug into the tight elastic of her panties...then I began to slide them off of her hips and her behind...now even more of her pale soft skin was revealed and soon I had them far enough off that they fell around her ankles...there, before me was what I had only speculated about just a few months previous....there staring at me too was the flattened triangle of black pubic hair that had attracted my thoughts and eyes for years also.
"You better rub it so those curls you like re-appear for you," she said.
Of course, I couldn't resist and ran my fingers across and thru her inviting patch and of course my middle finger felt her "womb wound" that is sooooo thrilling, I even knelt down and kissed both hips at the bare glory of their widest spot....so soft, that pale flesh....
We were standing beside her bed when she stopped and asked me..."Can we go into my bathroom? I have something on my mind I want to do and see." I agreed, and we back trekked to her bathroom....we stood in front of the mirror and she stated...."Please, will you let me stroke you off so I can see that stream of stuff exit your erection?"
Was I going to refuse that, I don't think so.
Oh, my gosh! Here I was standing naked with my Auntie, that I had been and still am fascinated with for many years, first in curiosity, now in intimacy with. Those chunky legs I have described so often, the thighs now showing cellulite that bothered neither of us, spider veins that only heightened the mystery of her to me! My right arm wrapped around her right shoulder, my hand rested on her fleshy upper arm, her left arm around my waist....her right breast peeking out squeezed above my waist...all this AND standing in front of the large bathroom mirror...she gazed up at me and smiled, her fingers ran thru MY pubes for a change...then she slowly ran her hand up and down my hardened artery, like she was admiring it like a piece of fine pottery...then she wrapped her fingers around my shaft slowly...he diminutive hands made me look larger yet! I gazed more in the mirror, as it afforded a better view of her in nakedness...she began to stroke slowly, the speeded up, thrilled with her latest suggestion. My right hand reached off her arm and began to tweak her nipple, wanting to make it hard in contrast to its supple surroundings of breast flesh...I so much wanted to reach between her legs, but not this time...I couldn't quite reach anyways. Her thumb and forefinger squeezed at my knob...playfully coaxing what was to "cum"....Admiring her in the mirror only made me harder, she responded by gripping and stroking more firmly and quicker...Yes, I wished to myself I was entering her yet again...I was being selfish...I knew how good her pussy felt when I was inside, but this was for her, perhaps to re-live a teen-age encounter? Who knows...it did feel good to be played with ... the thought crossed my mind that maybe this is what it be like with a woman more my age or younger... Auntie and I just went for it, knowing beforehand our delights with each other.
As we progressed, she made some comments on how good my erection looked and felt to her and how she was looking forward to its unfettered ejaculation. Me too! The appearance of her body in the mirror, feeling her nakedness touching me caused my balls to seemingly quiver, a sign of impending climax...I, on instinct, curled my toes and locked my knees ready for the sure pleasure. Sure as the sun rises, I began to spew forth my bounty across the countertop...the first couple spurts almost hit the backsplash! "My goodness, that's what I've been waiting to see," she exclaimed, "now I realize why it feels so good when you are inside me! Also, that time it went off in my mouth....we need to do that again!"
"Anytime," I agreed, " and how about that time in the behind?''
"Don't worry, I've thought about that too," she stated.
By now there was quite a mess on the counter top...several strips of my cum of various lengths and volume lying in curvy patterns...she moved me forward, squeezing the last weak spurts out of my now softening dick... She admired and surveyed the spread, offering this remark, "Wow, all that usually gets inside me, I just had to see it, after all these years." She moved directly in front of me, and bent over to inspect the jizz close-up...maybe to smell it also, in doing that her attractive full, slightly drooping butt cheeks were presented to me...so soft and round, pale and inviting...I couldn't resist but to move forward, bend my knees a bit and reach to spread the crack wide enough to lay my still elongated, but softening dick in her pleasing ditch!
"Hmmm, she cooed, " You sure seem to like it back there, don't you?"
"Oh yes," I answered, "like seeing you, like touching even better,"
I'm so glad you find this old body attractive; I was so worried you would be not impressed, as I've told you before.....you just enjoy, I sure do like the attention....she moved away, left me dangling, and spoke, "We better not let that thing get hard again, I have my Monday chores still to do you know."
She turned to face me and we kissed...yes, she had tasted my spread...I could taste it on her tongue! "Well, soon it will be Saturday and our "Coffee Time,' you know I think I like us to try "69" how about that?!
I looked at her in a questioning look, she responded, "I'll bet you didn't think I know about that, huh?' I shrugged my shoulders as she replied..."There is nothing new about sex, just new people experiencing it.....!"
We got dressed, said goodbye to one another, and off I went, looking forward to yet another encounter with my "revitalized" Auntie "T."
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