And Here's To You Mrs. Robinson Ch. 03

I unhooked her bikini top and couldn't believe it when she removed the straps from her shoulders. With nothing holding her top on her body but her downward pressure and modesty, my immediate erection tested the spandex of my Speedos. I stared at her nearly topless body and could see the sides of her breasts. I've always been such a degenerate tit man and she looked like she had beautiful tits.

I had a vision of reaching my hand forward and feeling her tits before leaning down to suck her nipples. From what I could see from the sides of her breasts, they appeared very shapely and not saggy. If I wasn't horny before seeing her in her little bikini, then I was surely crazed now seeing her lying there with only her bikini cups covering the front portion of her tits. I hoped beyond hope that I could gather the courage to make a move. I couldn't wait to see her tits.

Only, she made the move first. She turned her head, looked at me, and then stared down.

"Is that for me?"

"What?"

She stared at the bulge my erection made in my bathing suit.

"Sorry," I said turning red. I was so embarrassed. I felt like a pervert. My cock was so erect that the tip of it nearly poked its head out of the top of my bathing suit.

"Don't be sorry," she said reaching out her arm and touching the hard bulge with her fingertips. She touched my cock, I said to myself. I couldn't believe she touched my cock.

When she leaned to reach back and touch my cock, I couldn't believe how much of her tit was showing. If she lifted herself up just a bit more, I'd see her areola and her nipple.

"Can I see it?"

"What?" Reflexively I asked knowing full well want she asked and what it was she wanted to see. She asked to see my cock. My head was ready to explode. Wilma my dream fantasy woman just asked to see my cock. She wants me to show her my cock.

"Can I see your cock?"

"You want to see my cock?" I still couldn't wrap my brain around that fact that this older and unbelievably gorgeously hot woman wanted to see my cock.

"Yes," she said with a smile. "I want to see how big it is."

I thought I was being coy and not really believing that she would show me her tits.

"Okay," I said with a dirty smile. "Show me your tits and I'll show you my cock."

Immediately, without hesitation, games, teasing or feigning modesty, she sat up in bed without reaching for her top. She was topless. Her tits were there before me and they were beautiful. She had shapely tits with nice sized nipples that were already erect. Maybe, she's cold, but it didn't feel cold in here. Actually, it was hot, so very hot.

"Go ahead, don't be shy. You can touch them."

I reached out my hands and fondled her tits while fingering her nipples. They were nice and firm and fit perfectly in my big hands.

I sat there staring at her tits. This was all so new to me having a woman who was not shy about sex. I was such a dork.

"Now it's your turn. Take off your bathing suit."

"You first," I said.

"I have already," she said looking down at her tits.

"You're bottoms. I want to see your pussy."

"You want to see my pussy?"

"Yes, I really want to see your pussy."

"And what will you do when I show you my pussy?"

"I'll show you my cock."

"And then what," she said as she knelt on the bed while slowly peeling off her bikini bottoms. "I'll need a bit more motivation than just seeing your cock to show you my pussy."

"I'll lick you. I'll eat you. I'll make you cum with my mouth, tongue, and fingers."

"Don't you want to fuck me, too?" God damn, she was so friggin' sexy and was being such a tease.

"Oh, God, yes. Yes, I want to make love to you."

She had only pulled down her bikini bottoms to her knees when I reached for her, pulled her nearly on top of me, and kissed her. The feel of her tits against my naked chest was unbelievable. She parted her lips immediately and the feel of her tongue was a rush. I felt my dick swell when I felt her little hand feeling me through my trunks.

She climbed off the bed and stood. Her brown pussy was neatly trimmed and her ass was so shapely round. I imagined all her years of dancing and playing tennis that gave her a body that any 30-year-old woman would envy.

I figured she wasn't a natural blonde and now I had proof. She tucked her fingers in my trunks and slowly started pulling them down and off me. As soon as I was naked, she climbed back on the bed and we started making out, again. Her kisses were magical. Never had I French kissed a woman who was so much older than me.

I felt her fingers wrap themselves around my cock. She felt the head of it with her palm before moving her hand down the length of me and up again, slowly. It felt good to feel her touch me before stroking me.

She moved away, slid down closer to my cock and stared at it.

"I've never been with anyone but my husband."

"Really?" I didn't know what else to say to that. Her confession made me feel awkward and a bit uncomfortable. I would have preferred if she had been more sexually experienced. Still, from all the men she could have been with, it was a turn on that she chose me to share her new found sexuality.

"You're much bigger than my husband and so much harder." She looked at me with a face full of pain. "He was a drunk. He'd rather drink than give me affection."

"How long were you with him?"

"We were married twenty years and dated three years before that."

"So what happened?"

"What do you mean, what happened?"

"Why did you divorce?"

"Another woman," she laughed. "He married a 23-year-old woman who was 25-years his junior and only two years older than my son. He's such a pig. I hate him."

"Easy," I said. "You're hurting me."

"Oh, sorry," she said leaning down and kissing the head of my cock. "There, is that better?"

"It still hurts," I said hoping she'd take the hint. She laughed instead while staring at my cock and stroking me.

She was so close to my cock that I could feel her breath. I figured she was going to stick it in her mouth and suck it. I rested my hand on her back while lightly massaging her shoulders.

"I've never given a blowjob," she said staring at my cock before looking up at me with those big, beautiful green eyes.

Her confession shocked the shit out of me. All this time with all the innuendos, the flirting, and the teasing, I figured she was experienced and definitely more experienced than me, especially since she's been on the planet 18 years longer than I have.

"C'mon, you never blew your husband?"

"Oh, God, no. He said that a wife should never put her husband's cock in her mouth. He said that was what prostitutes were for."

"Has he been with prostitutes?"

"My husband? I'm sure he has. He's a pig."

"Why do you say it like that?"

"Don't you know who my ex-husband is?"

"No, why would I?" I looked at her with curiosity. "Who's your ex-husband?"

To be continued...