Monday, August 12, 2019

A fleeting meeting.

We met at the Playground. I played checkers. He looked after his granddaughter. I finished the game and sat down on the sofa. Passing by, he said: "Oh, what a nice girl!"
The summer day was just beginning. I was wearing a light dress. My chiseled figure was emphasized by a narrow gold belt. He was wearing a formal suit. How old was he? I do not know. I think he was over 50. I smiled and thanked him for the compliment.
"Burt," he introduced himself.
"Very nice, I'm Tasha," I said, and tilted my head slightly.
He invited me to accompany him to an ice cream parlor. I agreed.
I chose my favorite ice cream - cream with chocolate. A warm sea breeze stirred my hair. He sat across from me and complimented me. We talked about everything and nothing at the same time. We were just talking like old friends. 
The sun was rising higher. It was getting hot. 
- Miss, will you join me on the beach?  he asked.
I was free this morning. 
- Why not?  I answered.

And we moved to a cozy sandy beach near the cafe.
Mr. Burt immediately warned me that he preferred to sunbathe naked. I don't see anything wrong with that, but I chose to stay in my bikini. He said his skin was too sensitive to the sun and asked me to put sunscreen on his back.

- Courtesy of courtesy! "I Think Your skin, Miss Tasha, also looks very white and defenseless against the sun."

First, his confident hands rubbed cream on my back. Then I turned to face him and he began to smear my tummy.

He gently but surely massaged my stomach. Sometimes his fingers would slip under the elastic of my panties. As if by chance his hands sometimes touched my Breasts... I began to feel a pleasant heaviness in the bottom of my stomach.

- I think you should remove the extra strips of fabric with your gentle body!  he said, helping me take off my bra and stroking my bare Breasts. 

I took a deep breath and looked into his eyes...

He silently pulled off my panties...
He sat closer to me. Stroked my tender ass. My skin felt the warmth of his palm. He came close to my face... My lips spontaneously slightly parted... He closed my mouth with a gentle, experienced, passionate kiss...

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his medium-sized cock rise. He seemed beautiful to me. I lightly pushed Burt into his chest, forcing him to lie on his back and gently stroked his hard cock with my hand.

I looked into his eyes. I myself was already excited to the limit. But he took his time. I also wanted to take time and enjoy the moment.
I kissed him on the lips... then the chest... tummy... Finally my lips came close to the hot beautiful cock. I licked his tongue. Then ran his tongue along the shaft from base to head. Burt let out a voluptuous sigh.



Finally he took me by the shoulders with both hands and laid me on my back. My legs bent at the knees and themselves parted to the sides, showing my pussy filled with juice. He didn't need an extra invitation. He sat between my legs. I felt his cock rested against the Entrance to my pussy and began to slowly but surely penetrate me. I unwittingly breathed out and quietly screamed:

- Aaaahhh!!!!

He began to move slowly inside me, looking into my eyes. I could feel his cock sliding all over me with my vagina. He moved smoothly and deeply... 
- Yeah!!!! 
Orgasm covered me very quickly! I moaned.

- Ohhh, yeah!

I saw him watching me and was ready to cum again! At the same time with me and he is! He pushed dick all the way in. He froze for a moment. And I felt the blow of a hot jet of his sperm and the tremors of an orgasmic member inside my vagina. I screamed.:

Aaaaargh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Burt relaxed and lay down on me, covering me with his body. He was panting. Me neither. I still felt as his cock continues to throb inside me. Gradually, the tremors subsided. My vagina felt his cock getting soft. I felt easy and relaxed. 

Burt sighed and lay down beside me. I gratefully looked into his eyes and stroked a little hard cock with his hand. I gently caressed his testicles. We kissed gently. He said, "Thank you! and smiled. I smiled back at him.

We both knew it was just a passing encounter. After all, we belong to different generations. I'm 26, he's about 60. But this meeting we both remember for a lifetime.

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