Hazel's First Oral
Just a story I wrote some time ago. It's pure fiction as Hazel, my wife, had sucked plenty of cocks when I met her and still, at 77 years old , gives an amazing blow job and always swallows
Introducing Hazel To Oral Sex
I'd been watching TV, in my own flat one afternoon when my next door neighbour, Hazel, had phoned me and asked me if I fancied popping round for a coffee. Hazel and I had been friends ever since I'd first moved into the small block of retirement flats in Bangor, North Wales a year earlier and we often spent time in each other's flat so the invite was nothing out of the ordinary and I happily accepted. What I didn't realise was that this coffee afternoon was going to change the rest of my life.
As soon as she opened the door to me, I sensed that she was nervous about something but we were on our second cup of before I finally found out exactly what it was. “Mike can I ask you something?” she said nervously. “Yes of course Hazel,” I replied. Hazel took a deep breath and I could see she was struggling for words and her cheeks were flushed. “It's very personal Mike,” she said, “so if you don't want to answer I'll understand.” As I've already said, Hazel and I had been friends for almost a year but despite the fact that, at sixty five she was still a very attractive and desirable woman, nothing sexual had ever happened between us. Not that I hadn't thought about it but fantasising about her was as far as it had gone. “What is it?” I said, putting my cup down. Looking back, it was a good job I did, as I'd surely have dropped it when she finally told me what was on her mind.
“Have you ever had oral sex?” Now it was my turn to be lost for words and for a minute I sat there just staring at her but finally managed a rather strangled reply. “Err, y-y-yes, Why?” Hazel's cheeks got even redder and she lowered her eyes. “What's it like?” she continued. “Well,” I said, gathering my senses “it depends on who's doing the giving and who's doing the receiving and how experienced they are.” Now I could see she was really confused. “I mean have you ever been, you know....err down there?” as she spoke, she looked down into her lap. I quickly realised that she was talking about cunnilingus. “Well yes, actually I have Hazel, many times.” I knew she'd been married, she'd mentioned her ex-husband, several times and knew he’d passed twenty years ago before she moved to Bangor. “Didn't your husband ever do it?” I asked. A sigh escaped her lips as she looked sadly up at me again. “Oh no Mike never, he'd never have done anything like that. He was very straight laced as far as sex was concerned but I've always wondered what it was like.” I began to realise just where this was going and, what we were talking about was the subject of one my many fantasies about Hazel. “Hazel,” I said slowly, “are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?” Again, she lowered her eyes. “Yes I think I am Mike. Would you show me what it's like? Would you do it to me?”
For a minute or two I just sat there staring at her in disbelief. “I'm sorry Mike,” she said softly, “I shouldn't have asked, I've embarrassed you now. Forget I ever mentioned it. I'm really sorry.” I could see that even though I wasn't embarrassed, she certainly was and she just sat there staring at the floor in-front of her. Placing a hand under her chin, I lifted her head and looked into her eyes. “No Hazel,” I said softly, “I'm not embarrassed you just took me by surprise that's all. I'd love to show you. I'd be more than happy to err...go down there as you put it, if you're sure that's what you want.” She heaved a sigh of relief and smiled at me me. “Yes Mike I'm sure. I've always wondered what it felt like and I really do want you to show me!!!”
I still couldn't believe what she was asking me to do and naturally a certain part of my anatomy was responding to the thought of it as I quickly gained one of the fastest and hardest erections I'd had for many a long year. Hazel was asking me to turn one of my major fantasies about her into a reality and, like any red blooded male, I wasn't about to refuse such an offer and decided to strike while the iron was still hot!!!
“Look Hazel,” I said, softly, “I've got nothing planned for this afternoon and I'd be happy to introduce you to the joys of cunnilingus. That's what it's called when a man goes down there on a woman.” Hazel smiled. “Yes Mike, I know what it's called, I’ve been looking online, and I also know that when a woman does the same to a man, it's called fellatio and I've never done that before either.” She didn't expand on her last remark but I had the feeling that more than one of my fantasies about her would become a reality before I left later that evening.
I stood up and walked across the room and sat on the couch beside Hazel and as I sat down, I placed a hand on her knee, and slid it up under the hem of her skirt. Instantly, a look of almost panic came into her eyes, and, for a moment I thought that she'd changed her mind, but as she pushed my hand away she turned and looked at me. “No Mike, not now, I haven't showered.” I smiled at her and pulled my hand out from under her skirt. “Well if that's all that's stopping you, we can soon fix that,” I said as I took her by the hand and pulled her gently to her feet. “What are you doing Mike?” she asked as I led out of the lounge and down the hallway. “We're going to take a shower, what did you think I was doing?” I said as I opened the bathroom door. “We???” she said, a look of almost panic in her eyes. “Yes we,” I replied as I closed the door behind us. “We're going to take a shower. Together!!!” The look of panic disappeared from her eyes, to be replaced by a sheepish smile. “Oooh that sounds so naughty Mike,” she said, “I haven't shared a shower since I was at school and that was with the girls in my class after gym. I've never shared a shower with a man before.”
I began to to realise that Hazel sexual experience was very limited and sat down on the bathroom stool and looked up at her. “Was your husband the first man you ever went with,?” I asked, already having a good idea what her answer was going to be. She blushed and lowered her eyes. “Yes Mike he was the first and only man I've ever been with. Does that make a difference?” I got up again and stood in-front of her, placing my hands on her shoulders. “Not at all Hazel,” I said, pulling her gently towards me and kissing her full on the lips.
She was a little tense at first, but as I pulled her closer and increased the intensity of the kiss, she began to relax and soon she was returning my kiss with an obviously pent up passion. I put my arms around her and pulled her even closer, leaving her in no doubt as to how aroused I was as my fully erect cock pressed against her tummy. As I moved my hips, grinding my erection against her she gasped then groaned softly. “Oh Mike,” she whispered, “it feels huge, so big.” At eight inches, I'd never considered myself huge but I'd never had any complaints either, so I eased away from her, unbuttoned my shirt and slipped it off my shoulders then unzipped my slacks and pushed them down. Now all that was between her and my erection was the thin material of my boxers and she gasped again as I removed this last barrier. “Oh God Mike,” she gasped, “it is huge, it's much bigger than my husband's was.”
Now that Hazel had seen what I had to offer I though it was time I saw her assets and reached out and began working on the buttons of her blouse. Once again I felt her tense up but as I leant forwards and ran the tip of my tongue along the warm flesh above her bra, she groaned softly and began to relax again. As I slowly uncovered her ample breasts I could see that they were housed in a thin, white cotton bra and I could also see her already erect nipples pressing against the inside of the thin cups. The resistance faded even more and finally disappeared as I finished unbuttoning the blouse and slid it off over her shoulders and down her arms, letting it fall to the bathroom floor. I unzipped her skirt, pushing down over her hips and let that the floor with her blouse. Now all she was wearing was her bra and knickers and, like the bra they were plain white cotton but to my eyes she looked as sexy as any woman I'd ever seen and my cock visibly twitched, bringing a smile to her face. I turned round to turn on the shower and when I turned back towards her, the last vestiges of her modesty had been removed and now, like me she was standing naked in the bathroom.
I stepped into the shower and held out my hand. For a second or two she just stood there staring at me erect cock then stepped into the shower with me. I once again took her into my arms and kissed her, pulling her hard against me. The softness of her belly against my rigid cock was almost too much to bear but somehow I managed to control my natural urges and slid my hands down her back and cupped her buttocks, pulling her even closer, pressing myself even harder against her. As I increased the pressure of my erection against her warm, wet tummy, I felt her legs begin to tremble and suddenly remembered that Hazel was slightly disabled and had mobility problems I pulled the fold down seat all the showers in the block have and eased her back towards it. She willingly sat down and I reached up and took a bottle of shower gel of the bathroom shelf, pouring some into my hand.
Hazel groaned as I worked my soapy palms over her breasts, causing her nipples to harden even more. I took each one in turn between a thumb and forefinger and pinched them gently and her groans grew even louder. As I moved down from her breasts, Hazel knew where I was heading and her legs opened in readiness, allowing me to slip a hand between them. Now her groans of pleasure filled the small room as I slid my hand up and down over her pussy, pressing against her clit was with the heel of my hand. Slowly I slid a finger down between her pussy lips and circled it around the entrance to her love tunnel, before easing it into her. Probably due to her lack of sexual activity, she was really tight and I felt her inner muscles clamp down on my finger as I worked it further into her.
I reached up and took the shower head off its bracket and aimed it between her legs and Hazel cried out as the sharp jets of warm water played on her pussy. “Mike,” she whispered, “what are you doing?” I stepped back and smiled at her. “I don't really like the taste of soap,” I laughed and before she could reply, dropped to my knees between her legs. My face was now inches from her pussy and I could see the thick juices oozing from it, coating her inner lips with a glistening film of her love honey. Moving closer, I placed a hand on each thigh and eased her legs further apart and gently poked my tongue out, running it through her soft, wet petals, causing her to cry out again. “Is this it?” she gasped, “is this oral sex?” “Well,” I laughed, “it's the start of it. Now just relax and enjoy it.”
I eased the soft, glistening folds of her pussy lips apart and exposed the shiny nub of her clit. It seemed to be almost pulsing as I slid a finger back into her and lowered my head towards it, flicking at it with the tip of my tongue, eliciting another loud gasp from her. “Oh God,” she groaned, “oh my God.” Pursing my lips I took the hard bud between them and sucked on it gently working a second finger into her. “Oh yes Mike yes,” she gasped, “I'm coming, you're making me come.” I quickly removed my fingers and moved my lips lower, covering the entrance to her sex completely and slid my tongue into her. I felt a violent shudder run through her body as her thighs clamped tightly around my head and her hips thrust upwards and outwards towards me. Seconds later I was rewarded with a flood of her juices filling my mouth as her orgasm raced through her and for well over two minutes her love honey poured into my mouth. I love the taste of a woman as she comes and I swallowed as hard and fast as I could and didn't waste a drop of her sweet nectar. I continued sucking and tonguing her pussy till I felt the pressure around my head relax then moved backwards and smiled up at her. “Well, what do you think Hazel?” I asked, “was it as good as you imagined?” For a second or two Hazel just sat there fighting for breath then returned my smile. “Better Mike, a thousand times better. I've never come that hard in my life not even with my husband.” I leant forwards and kissed her on the lips and felt her tense up again. “Is that me Mike?” she asked, “is that what my pussy tastes like?” I smiled at her again and nodded. “Yes Hazel, and may I say that you have one of the sweetest pussies I've ever had the pleasure of tasting.” Hazel blushed again as I leant forward again and kissed her once more. This time she groaned into my mouth as I felt her tongue moving around inside it as she savoured the taste of herself.
Finally my knees gave up the ghost, the floor of a shower isn't the most comfortable of places to be kneeling. I got up, turned the shower off and we towelled ourselves dry. “That was amazing Mike, thank you so much,” she said as she put her arms around my neck and hung there, kissing me passionately. I eased her away slightly and smiled down at her. “Oh that's only the beginning Hazel,” I said softly, “why don't we have a coffee and then I can show more of what you've been missing!!!
I slipped into a terry towelling robe that was hanging on the bathroom door while Hazel went to the bedroom to put her own robe on. I was in the kitchen fixing the coffee when she came out of the bedroom about five minutes later and walked into the kitchen behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me hard against her “Thank you so much Mike,” she said softly. Instantly I could smell the fresh perfume she'd put on and the feeling of her soft, warm body pressed against my back started a chain reaction and my erection, which had faded slightly since our shower, suddenly came back to its' former glory and I turned round to face her.
She'd put on a black satin robe which was hanging open and I could see the lacy black bra and panties she had on under it. We kissed again and she groaned softly into my mouth as I pulled her close again and she felt the reaction she'd caused in me pressing against her. Using all the self control I could muster, I eased her away from me and smiled at her. “Coffee first you sex mad woman,” I laughed, “I think I'm going to need one before we retire to the bedroom.”
As we sat in the lounge drinking our coffee it became apparent that Hazel's time in the bedroom had been well spent. She'd also put on a small amount of make-up, brushed her hair. The towelling robe I'd put on was pretty heavy but Hazel smiled when she saw the reaction her outfit had caused to my manhood as it lifted the heavy material.
Hazel noticed the expression on my face and smiled. “I know how much you men like a lady in sexy undies,” she said, “these are the best I could do. I hope you like them Mike.” “You look amazing Hazel, absolutely stunning,” I said with all honesty, “but if we're playing, 'I'll show your mine, if you show me yours', here goes.” As I spoke, I tugged at the belt on my own robe, letting that fall open too and Hazel gasped as she saw my newly aroused cock.
She sat there for a moment, just staring at it, then she smiled. “Do want me to errr.. you know, suck it for you Mike?” she said, not taking her eyes off it. The question was a no-brainer, of course I wanted her to suck it for me but I wasn't about to force the issue and smiled back at her. “Of course I do Hazel but only if you want to, you don't have to do anything you don't feel comfortable with, you know that,” I said placing a hand on her inner thigh, just below her panties and squeezed it gently. She leaned forwards and kissed me lightly on the cheek. “I want to Mike but remember, I've never done it before so you'll have to be patient with me. You do understand that don't you?” I squeezed her thigh again and smiled at her.
“Of course I do Hazel and I know you'll do your best. I know a lot of women who'd die at even the thought of sucking a man's penis.” “Penis? Is that what you call it Mike, your penis?” she laughed. “We are being formal aren't we. I bet that's not what you normally call it. I don't call mine my vagina, it's my pussy. I know there are other names for it but I prefer pussy, it sounds nicer.” “Oh well,” I laughed, “if that's the way you want it, yes, I'd love you to suck my cock.”
Two minutes later we were in the bedroom, me laying flat on my back on the bed, my robe discarded and Hazel kneeling between my spread legs with her fingers wrapped around my cock. She'd also removed her robe and was wearing just her bra and panties as she slowly worked her fist up and down my shaft. The action caused a bead of pre-cum to form on the tip of my knob and Hazel seemed hypnotised by it but when I scooped it off with the tip of a finger and moved it towards her mouth, she pulled back. For a couple of seconds, she just sat there, her eyes flicking between mine and the glistening tip of my finger then she reached out and pulled my hand towards her. For a further couple of seconds, she held it millimetres from her lips, then slowly poked her tongue out and touched the tip of my finger with it. She shuddered slightly at first then I saw her smile.
“It's not as bad as I thought it would be,” she said as she lowered her head and took my finger into her mouth and sucked it clean. Hazel was getting her first taste of a man and from the expression on her face she wasn't finding it at all repulsive. She ran her fist up my cock again, forcing another bead out but this time I didn't get the chance to collect it, as she lowered her head and did it for me. On her tongue!!!
Hazel smiled at me as she wrapped her fingers round my cock just below my knob and moved her head even lower, opening her mouth as she did. She paused again then slid her lips over the tip of it, running her tongue over it. She slowly took more and more of my knob into her mouth until her lips touched her fingers. The sexiest part of this was that all the time she was doing this, she was looking up over my stomach at me, her eyes locked on mine. I smiled down at her and nodded. “That's it Hazel. That's just right, I knew you could do it.”
Even with her mouth stuffed with my cock there was no mistaking the smile on her face and I groaned as she moved her fist down my cock and followed it with her lips until I felt my knob touch the roof of her mouth. Momentarily, she gagged and pulled her lips back up my shaft. Now she knew how much of me she could take she began to suck my cock with more confidence and now she looked like she was really enjoying herself.
I was amazed at how quickly she'd picked up the finer points of giving a blow job, I found out later that she'd actually gone on-line to learn the technique. I thought my head was going to explode and I gasped out loud when she pulled her lips off my cock and began to lick up and down my shaft, starting at my balls and finishing up a the vee shaped area on the underside of my knob, the most sensitive part of my cock.
She raised her head and smiled up at me. “The article was right then, men really do like that,” she said, then ran her tongue down to my balls again. She kept this up until I couldn't take any-more and I knew that my climax was imminent. “I'm going to come Hazel,” I warned, not sure whether she was ready for me to come in her mouth or not. “Do you want to stop Hazel, or do you want me to come in your mouth?” She raised her head for a moment then smiled at me. “Yes Mike,” she said, “I might not be able to do it, but I’ll try.” With that she covered my knob with her lips again and carried on sucking. “Now Hazel,” I warned, “I'm coming now.”
My cumm raced up my shaft and exploded into my sexy neighbour's mouth and for a second I thought she wasn't going to manage it as a second wad erupted into it but I felt her swallow and the pressure inside her mouth increase. I came harder than I'd come in a long time but Hazel kept sucking and swallowing, taking all I had to give until finally my climax faded and the flow stopped.
“I did it Mike,” she said, a look of pleasure on her face as she lifted her lips off my cock, “I let you come in my mouth. I can't believe I really did it. Thank you Mike, thank you so much.” I couldn't believe what I was hearing, Hazel had just let my cock be the first she'd ever sucked and even let me come in her mouth, and she was thanking me!!!
I sat up and pulled her up beside me and kissed her hard on the lips, the taste of my cumm lingering on them. “Hazel,” I said, “you're one hell of a woman and I can't believe it's taken me so long to find that out but if there's anything else new you want to try, just ask.”
Introducing Hazel To Oral Sex
I'd been watching TV, in my own flat one afternoon when my next door neighbour, Hazel, had phoned me and asked me if I fancied popping round for a coffee. Hazel and I had been friends ever since I'd first moved into the small block of retirement flats in Bangor, North Wales a year earlier and we often spent time in each other's flat so the invite was nothing out of the ordinary and I happily accepted. What I didn't realise was that this coffee afternoon was going to change the rest of my life.
As soon as she opened the door to me, I sensed that she was nervous about something but we were on our second cup of before I finally found out exactly what it was. “Mike can I ask you something?” she said nervously. “Yes of course Hazel,” I replied. Hazel took a deep breath and I could see she was struggling for words and her cheeks were flushed. “It's very personal Mike,” she said, “so if you don't want to answer I'll understand.” As I've already said, Hazel and I had been friends for almost a year but despite the fact that, at sixty five she was still a very attractive and desirable woman, nothing sexual had ever happened between us. Not that I hadn't thought about it but fantasising about her was as far as it had gone. “What is it?” I said, putting my cup down. Looking back, it was a good job I did, as I'd surely have dropped it when she finally told me what was on her mind.
“Have you ever had oral sex?” Now it was my turn to be lost for words and for a minute I sat there just staring at her but finally managed a rather strangled reply. “Err, y-y-yes, Why?” Hazel's cheeks got even redder and she lowered her eyes. “What's it like?” she continued. “Well,” I said, gathering my senses “it depends on who's doing the giving and who's doing the receiving and how experienced they are.” Now I could see she was really confused. “I mean have you ever been, you know....err down there?” as she spoke, she looked down into her lap. I quickly realised that she was talking about cunnilingus. “Well yes, actually I have Hazel, many times.” I knew she'd been married, she'd mentioned her ex-husband, several times and knew he’d passed twenty years ago before she moved to Bangor. “Didn't your husband ever do it?” I asked. A sigh escaped her lips as she looked sadly up at me again. “Oh no Mike never, he'd never have done anything like that. He was very straight laced as far as sex was concerned but I've always wondered what it was like.” I began to realise just where this was going and, what we were talking about was the subject of one my many fantasies about Hazel. “Hazel,” I said slowly, “are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?” Again, she lowered her eyes. “Yes I think I am Mike. Would you show me what it's like? Would you do it to me?”
For a minute or two I just sat there staring at her in disbelief. “I'm sorry Mike,” she said softly, “I shouldn't have asked, I've embarrassed you now. Forget I ever mentioned it. I'm really sorry.” I could see that even though I wasn't embarrassed, she certainly was and she just sat there staring at the floor in-front of her. Placing a hand under her chin, I lifted her head and looked into her eyes. “No Hazel,” I said softly, “I'm not embarrassed you just took me by surprise that's all. I'd love to show you. I'd be more than happy to err...go down there as you put it, if you're sure that's what you want.” She heaved a sigh of relief and smiled at me me. “Yes Mike I'm sure. I've always wondered what it felt like and I really do want you to show me!!!”
I still couldn't believe what she was asking me to do and naturally a certain part of my anatomy was responding to the thought of it as I quickly gained one of the fastest and hardest erections I'd had for many a long year. Hazel was asking me to turn one of my major fantasies about her into a reality and, like any red blooded male, I wasn't about to refuse such an offer and decided to strike while the iron was still hot!!!
“Look Hazel,” I said, softly, “I've got nothing planned for this afternoon and I'd be happy to introduce you to the joys of cunnilingus. That's what it's called when a man goes down there on a woman.” Hazel smiled. “Yes Mike, I know what it's called, I’ve been looking online, and I also know that when a woman does the same to a man, it's called fellatio and I've never done that before either.” She didn't expand on her last remark but I had the feeling that more than one of my fantasies about her would become a reality before I left later that evening.
I stood up and walked across the room and sat on the couch beside Hazel and as I sat down, I placed a hand on her knee, and slid it up under the hem of her skirt. Instantly, a look of almost panic came into her eyes, and, for a moment I thought that she'd changed her mind, but as she pushed my hand away she turned and looked at me. “No Mike, not now, I haven't showered.” I smiled at her and pulled my hand out from under her skirt. “Well if that's all that's stopping you, we can soon fix that,” I said as I took her by the hand and pulled her gently to her feet. “What are you doing Mike?” she asked as I led out of the lounge and down the hallway. “We're going to take a shower, what did you think I was doing?” I said as I opened the bathroom door. “We???” she said, a look of almost panic in her eyes. “Yes we,” I replied as I closed the door behind us. “We're going to take a shower. Together!!!” The look of panic disappeared from her eyes, to be replaced by a sheepish smile. “Oooh that sounds so naughty Mike,” she said, “I haven't shared a shower since I was at school and that was with the girls in my class after gym. I've never shared a shower with a man before.”
I began to to realise that Hazel sexual experience was very limited and sat down on the bathroom stool and looked up at her. “Was your husband the first man you ever went with,?” I asked, already having a good idea what her answer was going to be. She blushed and lowered her eyes. “Yes Mike he was the first and only man I've ever been with. Does that make a difference?” I got up again and stood in-front of her, placing my hands on her shoulders. “Not at all Hazel,” I said, pulling her gently towards me and kissing her full on the lips.
She was a little tense at first, but as I pulled her closer and increased the intensity of the kiss, she began to relax and soon she was returning my kiss with an obviously pent up passion. I put my arms around her and pulled her even closer, leaving her in no doubt as to how aroused I was as my fully erect cock pressed against her tummy. As I moved my hips, grinding my erection against her she gasped then groaned softly. “Oh Mike,” she whispered, “it feels huge, so big.” At eight inches, I'd never considered myself huge but I'd never had any complaints either, so I eased away from her, unbuttoned my shirt and slipped it off my shoulders then unzipped my slacks and pushed them down. Now all that was between her and my erection was the thin material of my boxers and she gasped again as I removed this last barrier. “Oh God Mike,” she gasped, “it is huge, it's much bigger than my husband's was.”
Now that Hazel had seen what I had to offer I though it was time I saw her assets and reached out and began working on the buttons of her blouse. Once again I felt her tense up but as I leant forwards and ran the tip of my tongue along the warm flesh above her bra, she groaned softly and began to relax again. As I slowly uncovered her ample breasts I could see that they were housed in a thin, white cotton bra and I could also see her already erect nipples pressing against the inside of the thin cups. The resistance faded even more and finally disappeared as I finished unbuttoning the blouse and slid it off over her shoulders and down her arms, letting it fall to the bathroom floor. I unzipped her skirt, pushing down over her hips and let that the floor with her blouse. Now all she was wearing was her bra and knickers and, like the bra they were plain white cotton but to my eyes she looked as sexy as any woman I'd ever seen and my cock visibly twitched, bringing a smile to her face. I turned round to turn on the shower and when I turned back towards her, the last vestiges of her modesty had been removed and now, like me she was standing naked in the bathroom.
I stepped into the shower and held out my hand. For a second or two she just stood there staring at me erect cock then stepped into the shower with me. I once again took her into my arms and kissed her, pulling her hard against me. The softness of her belly against my rigid cock was almost too much to bear but somehow I managed to control my natural urges and slid my hands down her back and cupped her buttocks, pulling her even closer, pressing myself even harder against her. As I increased the pressure of my erection against her warm, wet tummy, I felt her legs begin to tremble and suddenly remembered that Hazel was slightly disabled and had mobility problems I pulled the fold down seat all the showers in the block have and eased her back towards it. She willingly sat down and I reached up and took a bottle of shower gel of the bathroom shelf, pouring some into my hand.
Hazel groaned as I worked my soapy palms over her breasts, causing her nipples to harden even more. I took each one in turn between a thumb and forefinger and pinched them gently and her groans grew even louder. As I moved down from her breasts, Hazel knew where I was heading and her legs opened in readiness, allowing me to slip a hand between them. Now her groans of pleasure filled the small room as I slid my hand up and down over her pussy, pressing against her clit was with the heel of my hand. Slowly I slid a finger down between her pussy lips and circled it around the entrance to her love tunnel, before easing it into her. Probably due to her lack of sexual activity, she was really tight and I felt her inner muscles clamp down on my finger as I worked it further into her.
I reached up and took the shower head off its bracket and aimed it between her legs and Hazel cried out as the sharp jets of warm water played on her pussy. “Mike,” she whispered, “what are you doing?” I stepped back and smiled at her. “I don't really like the taste of soap,” I laughed and before she could reply, dropped to my knees between her legs. My face was now inches from her pussy and I could see the thick juices oozing from it, coating her inner lips with a glistening film of her love honey. Moving closer, I placed a hand on each thigh and eased her legs further apart and gently poked my tongue out, running it through her soft, wet petals, causing her to cry out again. “Is this it?” she gasped, “is this oral sex?” “Well,” I laughed, “it's the start of it. Now just relax and enjoy it.”
I eased the soft, glistening folds of her pussy lips apart and exposed the shiny nub of her clit. It seemed to be almost pulsing as I slid a finger back into her and lowered my head towards it, flicking at it with the tip of my tongue, eliciting another loud gasp from her. “Oh God,” she groaned, “oh my God.” Pursing my lips I took the hard bud between them and sucked on it gently working a second finger into her. “Oh yes Mike yes,” she gasped, “I'm coming, you're making me come.” I quickly removed my fingers and moved my lips lower, covering the entrance to her sex completely and slid my tongue into her. I felt a violent shudder run through her body as her thighs clamped tightly around my head and her hips thrust upwards and outwards towards me. Seconds later I was rewarded with a flood of her juices filling my mouth as her orgasm raced through her and for well over two minutes her love honey poured into my mouth. I love the taste of a woman as she comes and I swallowed as hard and fast as I could and didn't waste a drop of her sweet nectar. I continued sucking and tonguing her pussy till I felt the pressure around my head relax then moved backwards and smiled up at her. “Well, what do you think Hazel?” I asked, “was it as good as you imagined?” For a second or two Hazel just sat there fighting for breath then returned my smile. “Better Mike, a thousand times better. I've never come that hard in my life not even with my husband.” I leant forwards and kissed her on the lips and felt her tense up again. “Is that me Mike?” she asked, “is that what my pussy tastes like?” I smiled at her again and nodded. “Yes Hazel, and may I say that you have one of the sweetest pussies I've ever had the pleasure of tasting.” Hazel blushed again as I leant forward again and kissed her once more. This time she groaned into my mouth as I felt her tongue moving around inside it as she savoured the taste of herself.
Finally my knees gave up the ghost, the floor of a shower isn't the most comfortable of places to be kneeling. I got up, turned the shower off and we towelled ourselves dry. “That was amazing Mike, thank you so much,” she said as she put her arms around my neck and hung there, kissing me passionately. I eased her away slightly and smiled down at her. “Oh that's only the beginning Hazel,” I said softly, “why don't we have a coffee and then I can show more of what you've been missing!!!
I slipped into a terry towelling robe that was hanging on the bathroom door while Hazel went to the bedroom to put her own robe on. I was in the kitchen fixing the coffee when she came out of the bedroom about five minutes later and walked into the kitchen behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me hard against her “Thank you so much Mike,” she said softly. Instantly I could smell the fresh perfume she'd put on and the feeling of her soft, warm body pressed against my back started a chain reaction and my erection, which had faded slightly since our shower, suddenly came back to its' former glory and I turned round to face her.
She'd put on a black satin robe which was hanging open and I could see the lacy black bra and panties she had on under it. We kissed again and she groaned softly into my mouth as I pulled her close again and she felt the reaction she'd caused in me pressing against her. Using all the self control I could muster, I eased her away from me and smiled at her. “Coffee first you sex mad woman,” I laughed, “I think I'm going to need one before we retire to the bedroom.”
As we sat in the lounge drinking our coffee it became apparent that Hazel's time in the bedroom had been well spent. She'd also put on a small amount of make-up, brushed her hair. The towelling robe I'd put on was pretty heavy but Hazel smiled when she saw the reaction her outfit had caused to my manhood as it lifted the heavy material.
Hazel noticed the expression on my face and smiled. “I know how much you men like a lady in sexy undies,” she said, “these are the best I could do. I hope you like them Mike.” “You look amazing Hazel, absolutely stunning,” I said with all honesty, “but if we're playing, 'I'll show your mine, if you show me yours', here goes.” As I spoke, I tugged at the belt on my own robe, letting that fall open too and Hazel gasped as she saw my newly aroused cock.
She sat there for a moment, just staring at it, then she smiled. “Do want me to errr.. you know, suck it for you Mike?” she said, not taking her eyes off it. The question was a no-brainer, of course I wanted her to suck it for me but I wasn't about to force the issue and smiled back at her. “Of course I do Hazel but only if you want to, you don't have to do anything you don't feel comfortable with, you know that,” I said placing a hand on her inner thigh, just below her panties and squeezed it gently. She leaned forwards and kissed me lightly on the cheek. “I want to Mike but remember, I've never done it before so you'll have to be patient with me. You do understand that don't you?” I squeezed her thigh again and smiled at her.
“Of course I do Hazel and I know you'll do your best. I know a lot of women who'd die at even the thought of sucking a man's penis.” “Penis? Is that what you call it Mike, your penis?” she laughed. “We are being formal aren't we. I bet that's not what you normally call it. I don't call mine my vagina, it's my pussy. I know there are other names for it but I prefer pussy, it sounds nicer.” “Oh well,” I laughed, “if that's the way you want it, yes, I'd love you to suck my cock.”
Two minutes later we were in the bedroom, me laying flat on my back on the bed, my robe discarded and Hazel kneeling between my spread legs with her fingers wrapped around my cock. She'd also removed her robe and was wearing just her bra and panties as she slowly worked her fist up and down my shaft. The action caused a bead of pre-cum to form on the tip of my knob and Hazel seemed hypnotised by it but when I scooped it off with the tip of a finger and moved it towards her mouth, she pulled back. For a couple of seconds, she just sat there, her eyes flicking between mine and the glistening tip of my finger then she reached out and pulled my hand towards her. For a further couple of seconds, she held it millimetres from her lips, then slowly poked her tongue out and touched the tip of my finger with it. She shuddered slightly at first then I saw her smile.
“It's not as bad as I thought it would be,” she said as she lowered her head and took my finger into her mouth and sucked it clean. Hazel was getting her first taste of a man and from the expression on her face she wasn't finding it at all repulsive. She ran her fist up my cock again, forcing another bead out but this time I didn't get the chance to collect it, as she lowered her head and did it for me. On her tongue!!!
Hazel smiled at me as she wrapped her fingers round my cock just below my knob and moved her head even lower, opening her mouth as she did. She paused again then slid her lips over the tip of it, running her tongue over it. She slowly took more and more of my knob into her mouth until her lips touched her fingers. The sexiest part of this was that all the time she was doing this, she was looking up over my stomach at me, her eyes locked on mine. I smiled down at her and nodded. “That's it Hazel. That's just right, I knew you could do it.”
Even with her mouth stuffed with my cock there was no mistaking the smile on her face and I groaned as she moved her fist down my cock and followed it with her lips until I felt my knob touch the roof of her mouth. Momentarily, she gagged and pulled her lips back up my shaft. Now she knew how much of me she could take she began to suck my cock with more confidence and now she looked like she was really enjoying herself.
I was amazed at how quickly she'd picked up the finer points of giving a blow job, I found out later that she'd actually gone on-line to learn the technique. I thought my head was going to explode and I gasped out loud when she pulled her lips off my cock and began to lick up and down my shaft, starting at my balls and finishing up a the vee shaped area on the underside of my knob, the most sensitive part of my cock.
She raised her head and smiled up at me. “The article was right then, men really do like that,” she said, then ran her tongue down to my balls again. She kept this up until I couldn't take any-more and I knew that my climax was imminent. “I'm going to come Hazel,” I warned, not sure whether she was ready for me to come in her mouth or not. “Do you want to stop Hazel, or do you want me to come in your mouth?” She raised her head for a moment then smiled at me. “Yes Mike,” she said, “I might not be able to do it, but I’ll try.” With that she covered my knob with her lips again and carried on sucking. “Now Hazel,” I warned, “I'm coming now.”
My cumm raced up my shaft and exploded into my sexy neighbour's mouth and for a second I thought she wasn't going to manage it as a second wad erupted into it but I felt her swallow and the pressure inside her mouth increase. I came harder than I'd come in a long time but Hazel kept sucking and swallowing, taking all I had to give until finally my climax faded and the flow stopped.
“I did it Mike,” she said, a look of pleasure on her face as she lifted her lips off my cock, “I let you come in my mouth. I can't believe I really did it. Thank you Mike, thank you so much.” I couldn't believe what I was hearing, Hazel had just let my cock be the first she'd ever sucked and even let me come in her mouth, and she was thanking me!!!
I sat up and pulled her up beside me and kissed her hard on the lips, the taste of my cumm lingering on them. “Hazel,” I said, “you're one hell of a woman and I can't believe it's taken me so long to find that out but if there's anything else new you want to try, just ask.”
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