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From Kindness...
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From Kindness... The view around Guntersville of the water is very scenic, so when I parked and was approaching the entrance to the hotel where I am staying atop a hill overlooking the water, I guess I was in a cheerful mood. A black luxury car raced beside me...the door opened and a little old lady was trying to get out of the car. A younger woman was pushing her from behind (driver's side)...so I did what any gentleman would do.....I approached the lady and asked if I could help...she gladly reached out for my hand and I took her arm and helped her out of the deep seated car...and with my left hand I reached for her cane from the younger lady who was driving...and I saw to her through the sliding doors...went on to check in..it was early..scarcely 1 PM. Returning from the car with a rack of suitcases and clothes hanging....there she stood on the other side against a wall smoking a cigarette...she spoke to me...."Thanks for helping my Mom," she stated. ""That was your Mother? Are you from here?" I asked. "We are from Chattanooga and come down each year to visit family. We leave to go back in the morning." I moved closer to her and I noticed she put her cigarette out, leaning against the wall showing her breasts in a top that was most revealing. "Why are you here?" she inquired? I moved the trolley of clothes and cases out of the way and walked to her side and put up a hand on the hot brick wall, leaning toward her and told her..."I am here for leisure and while I have a date Sunday, I have no one to go to dinner with me tonight, Would you like to go to dinner tonight with me?" "I can't," and she turned toward me and looked up at me as if to challenge me further. "We are packing after my Mother gets a nap and we'll stay in tonight. God, we've been eating and eating with family...I am so stuffed...but it was kind of you to ask." and she inched even closer. With her body language seemingly saying, "Kiss me," I looked her in the eye and asked her would she like to help me to my room and sit and talk some? But answer was not with speech, but a kiss that came from her lips on mine. The trip up the elevator was the quickest I've ever made as we kissed and touched each other....in an embrace that was grabby at best. She was rough and grabbed my privates and looked up at me speaking softly, just as the elevator opened on the 4th floor..."Can you lick pussy?" The clothes could not come off fast enough as we slid onto the Hampton Inn covers...no time to even pull them back or to move the pillows. Her short, petite body only went half way up into the bed, so I coaxed her to a corner and lsid down between her legs. My six foot one frame was hanging off the other corner diagonally. She did have a beer gut..maybe from all that good Southern cooking and family meals all week? But I was able to reach with one hand and separate her lover lips while my right hand cupped her breast and my thumb encircled her already hard nipple. "Oh my God, I need fucking..."she exclaimed. But it was not fucking that got her off first. It was my tongue flicking her "little man in the boat" which now had capsized in a frenzy of shudders as her muscles released and her back arched up in the bed...moaning, she quivered and tossed and suddenly grabbed my white hair and pulled me up to her face for more kissing. "Would you like to ride me," she asked with eyes that wanted to feel me inside her..... "Yes," I said and she flipped me over like an egg in a skillet and grabbed my stiff member and shoved it inside her already soaked pussy and with her little legs astride me, she bent down to kiss me and started to lick my neck. I squirmed and she started to bite my left ear...turning, then she started on my left ear...all the while she was bouncing on my tethered pole and it felt so good....I could not hold back the force of nature that had been pooling up over the past ten days or so. Yes, My texting friend, whom I hope to see tomorrow, got me off while I was away on a long vacation with my wife, but the anticipation of tomorrow and the immediacy of this sexual activity caught me at a time when my sack was full and so I shot into her vagina hot liquid that she felt with a smile, as her own orgasm timed perfectly with mine to produce a flood of juices....the number of "shots" was seven..count them..1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7... "God almighty"..do you cum that hard always?" she asked with a frightful look on her face. Although she got me off only one great explosion and she spent herself twice, I did not mind at all. It was a happen chance meeting. I suspect she was just as horny if not more so from a long week of visiting relatives with her Mother. We exchanged numbers and promised to get together in Chattanooga sometime. |
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