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My assignation with my Mum’s friend Edna had got off to a wonderful start. We were going to rewrite the book of sex, removing all the nervousness and shyness and restoring the act to its glorious, unselfconscious origins. We had made a solid start with her enthusiastically sucking my cock and me returning the favour by licking not just her crotch but her arsehole, which we had both enjoyed immensely. Now we were going to look at the list she had started to compile, with a view to working our way through it in the short time I had left in town.We got out of bed and had a quick shower before convening in Edna’s kitchen. There she laid on the table a sheet of A4 lined paper from a school book. We studied it like a plan, as though we were a group of resistance members about to embark on a sabotage exercise, or the Great Train Robbers working on the timetable for their audacious daylight operation.Edna’s list was headed, “Possibilities” and the first item on it was, kiss; big, dirty. Then, nipples; suck.Then came: Suck cock; long and slow. Lick; vagina. Lick; anal.“There can be other things in between,” she explained. “These are just the headlines.”“Good,” I said, “because there are things we didn’t do and some you don’t seem to have considered.”“Such as?”“Playing with your tits,” I said. “We didn’t do that. How can we have missed it?”“Too eager to get our mouths on each other’s bits,” she said. “A major oversight. Don’t let it happen again.”“No, Miss,” I said. “Sorry, Miss. And I will also be licking under your tits, where most people don’t go. And while I’m in the area I will be licking your armpits.”“Oooh,” she said. “That sounds nice.”“Yes, so don’t go slathering on the deodorant.”“It’s antiperspirant we güvenilir bahis need to avoid,” she said. “Aluminium chlorolhydrate. I don’t use it anyway. But I’ll make sure I’m nice and natural for you. You’ve… done this before, have you?”“I know it sounds weird, but…” I said, struggling for an explanation that didn’t spoil the mood.“No, Christ,” she said, “We’re going to be doing weirder things than that. Anyway, back to the list.”Penetration; vaginal. Missionary, doggie, various.I was interested to see that on the subject of penetration she hadn’t included anal. Hopefully later.Ejaculation; internal, on chest, in mouth, various.“I like everything so far,” I assured her, and then my eyes alighted on a series that escalated the kink quotient.Golden showers; him on me, me on him, oral?“Can I add something?” I asked.“Of course.”“Ejaculation,” I said. “I will want to come in your crack after I’ve licked you there next time.”“As I said,” she explained again. “There can be other things in between. Whatever you want to do or I want to do, we just say and as long as the other doesn’t object, that’s fine. There’s one I thought about but didn’t put down because I wanted to discuss it with you, actually.” I grunted for her to continue.“Spanking,” she said. “I don’t know if it’s something you would be interested in. I’ve never really done it, but…”“Sure, I’ll spank you if you like,” I said.“Hard,” she said. “I want you to really whack me and then fuck me. And I want to do it to you if that’s okay.”I thought about it for a second before saying, “Yes, okay, we might learn something about ourselves.” She wanted to piss on me, she wanted to spank me: this woman really had decided to go for it.“Back to bed,” she güvenilir bahis siteleri said. “Time is of the essence.”This time she lay there on top of the covers with her legs spread, inviting me to look at her crotch. I gave her a quick but very rude lick, like an animal throwing his face into the area that attracted him through smell. Then I went up and kissed her with her juices all over my face and I could tell she liked that. I moved down to her breasts and sucked her nipples until she squirmed, then went underneath and licked the oily crease. This was really just for my own satisfaction, but I got the feeling no one had ever done it to her and she appreciated it.I moved the few inches to her left armpit and lifted her arm, placing it above her head on the pillow. I sensed her expectancy as my face entered that hot little zone that could be beautiful but could also be an indicator of someone’s health. If they were unwell, for some reason one or both of their armpits would reflect that. Given her medical condition, I just hoped I wasn’t going to embarrass her, but she had had time to think about it and veto my addition to the list. She hadn’t done that and seemed relaxed as she welcomed me into this unloved place.Edna’s armpit smelled fine: a light aroma of sweat with no strong undertones and no chemical fragrance. I licked her lovingly and her right hand stroked my head as I did so.“That goes straight to my cunt,” she said. “A direct line. Makes me want to get you inside me.” I carried on licking her armpit until she began to shift her hips. Then I flew down the bed and turned her over. I licked her arse and she giggled.“My,” she said. “I really have found a kindred spirit, haven’t I?”“You iddaa siteleri have,” I said warmly. “And now I want you on your back.” She turned back over and looked at me intently as I positioned myself between her legs and touched her lips with the tip of my cock. I slid firmly in and she wrapped her arms and legs around me, making her woman completely available to my man. She shivered as a little orgasm flickered through her and then said, “Doggie.”I got on top of her in the animal position, the unsophisticated, primitive mounting of a submissive woman by a dominant man. But what was beautiful about it was the fact that evolution had brought us to the point where this was only as demeaning as a woman wanted it to be. She was equally in charge. She wanted to be fucked like this like her ancestors had been but with the crucial difference that she had a choice.She wasn’t being forced to do this. She had allowed herself to be put in this defenceless position because she got a thrill from the loss of control. I banged her hard, hanging onto my self-control by a thread while giving her a good, mindless fucking. When I felt her change shape, her back caving downwards and her head hitting the pillow sideways, I let myself go and my spunk powered into her in unregulated, helpless bursts. I ground myself into her and she ground herself back at me until the fire had dissipated and we slid to the mattress like lovers, the primitive deed done and the modern world back in a happy, affectionate focus.I returned to my mother’s house and spent the evening watching TV with her. We discussed what we had done that day – in my case I had supposedly taken a long walk along the cliffs to the north, towards Wells-next-the-Sea, which was something I liked to do and probably would have done if I hadn’t had my afternoon in heaven with Edna. I did, though, mention that I had popped in to see her to discuss the proofreading project. Mum seemed very interested in this.
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