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In Days of Yore...part 2  

RoftheTh 53M
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3/21/2021 1:50 am
In Days of Yore...part 2


So I get her house. ok it's a shitty apartment in a bad section of a shit-kicker town. Not a problem, I mean I grew in government housing in New York, I am ok with everything, and anything. We had had multiple conversations about just that. I pull into the alley behind her house, and it was not what I was expecting, maybe I am an the asshole. I start to feel bad, maybe I was expecting to much, maybe I had gone on to much about how I had grown and whatever. I mean I get it. It;s hard meeting someone for the first time. She leads me into her house and I immediately pick the scent of cat pee, that obnoxious vinegary smell. I don't really care my daughters love cats and dogs but we had had conversations where we had said that we both preferred dogs and we didn't have cats. Not a big thing but it was a lie, and well quite frankly with people you meet on BBWMatchMate you have expect a lie or two. Anyway we go in and there is her Mother, in a wheelchair. Big shock as, we had had multiple conversations about losing our parents. So I am trying be as nice as possible her Mother, making small talk, which I am really bad at begin with, and feeling horrible about because here I am with a big bottle of Baby powder sticking out of my pocket and, well I can tell her Mom knows I am not the first man who's been over in mid-afternoon do what is going happen. Super awkward
Gets even worse. Say good day her Mom and lead the stairs. There are a few rooms. Definitely.headed her bedroom, but along the way we have go into a room that is her "workshop". She knits Star wars characters , and sells them Etsey. Hey I like Star wars, and it's cool but little weird. I am looking at her work shop, that leads into her bedroom, and it good.
It is what it is, as I am looking around at her knitting stuff she d her t-shirt and jeans. Like right there in there doorway, just bam.. She's standing in her bra and panties.
Which I must admit was normally very sexy. But well we had had many conversations about how she liked wear exotic under clothes, the time, and she was just in a tan supportive sports bra, and black cotton, well, Grannie panties. It just felt as though she had made no effort., and wasn't considering my desires or my hang ups. We had had multiple conversations where I had admitted to OCD , and had said that while partial to the color purple and the fabric of lace, I was just as excited by plain white cotton. The idea being that comfort and matching was sexy. Non-matching bra and panties was something that I realized was a hang-up of mine, but having discussed it I thought was a direct shot at me.
But I had made a promise and I was going to fulfill it.
She laid down on her bed, notably on top of the made bed with comforter, Tan cotton sports bra and black Panties that covered everything. I mean she was a big girl and I knew that but these were not what she had described in our messages. That would have been okay, I appreciate a bit of subterfuge, but as I entered her room I could clearly see her laundry basket on top of which was a purple bustier. I was being played but hey it is what is is and at the time, it had been forever since I had been touched or had touched a woman...
So anyway I sprinkle to baby powder on her back and on my hands and I do what I do,. Actually board certified in Massachusetts, North Carolina , New York and New Hampshire as a massage therapist (bullshit part of my education when working on my degree but with some interesting highlights). But I know where to massage and have given a few that have been very "enlightening". None more so than that day. Just doing as I do and looking to say that I gave her a full body massage that she had claimed no one had ever given her before.
All was going well, as she lay on her front side, I had worked my way down from her shoulders to back and then skipping her hind, (That is her very lower back and ass, which is sexual in nature, ) and had worked her quads and calf muscles. Honestly was more of a relaxation massage and tension relief than a sexual one, and there is a difference. I must admit I wanted one more sexual but I tend to err on the side of cation. But I get to her feet and she flipped over.
I worked her feet and her toes...she's starting to make noises that reach my ears over the music she had playing, Have to admit I was into it, David Lanz , classical piano/new age (I will say at this point the government has determined that I have lost 39% of my hearing due to repeated exposure to machine gun fire and explosives, while disability payments start on a sliding scale at 41%, i.e. go fuck yourself), but hey I like the music and she is enjoying herself.
I start<b> rubbing </font></b>her shins, really skin on top of bone, not really erogenous. But hey again as I always say it is what it is. I am still wearing my Polo shit and jeans and my stained no show socks, that probably stink of foot, I only took of my sneakers as a courtesy when I came in the front door. And honestly i was worried about the smell of my feet in socks, but when she lay on her back...
It reeked of sex.
Some how her bra was gone.
I had missed her taking her bra off, butt now her breasts were down there. Her
areolas huge ,her nipples erect and pointing at me. I wanted to fuck her, I wanted to take every millimetre of my penis and slide it inside of her, and I knew she wanted it. I could see her black cotton panties get darker, I could smell that musky funk.
I put my hand on her knees and her hands tried to rip my t-shirt apart, but all she could do was turn my collar into a v-neck. I went to pull my shirt off over my head but she grabbed my hands and put them back on her inner thighs. Smooth with the baby powder my hands glide up and down...
She screamed "Fuck I'm cumming!"
I was just about to rip off those black cotton panties and pull down my jeans and unleash all seven and a half inches of furious penis that I had (yes seven and a half , maybe closer to seven is all that much but I am Irish so that's like John Holmes material for my people), when I hear ...
"Are you Ok Honey"
I was just on the verge of busting an nut myself. A bit premature to say the least, as well I was still mostly clothed, her hands had yet to touch my private area as she was struggling to undo my belt buckle.
"Fuck Ma, he's making me squirt!"
I was massaging her thighs and I did have my thumbs on her bathing suit area and well I was just about to remove all obstacles between my private area and hers and damn even if I was turned off by the cats and the lies I was going to...

"Ok Honey."

And quite frankly she did female ejacul I.e. squirt. I pulled down those black cotton grannie panties and there was a guyser out off her pussy.
One of the most intense moments of my life...
"Are you sure you're Ok, honey?
"Fuck Ma, I m squirting!"
Honestly a hair away from doing a Ron Jeremy hosing of the room with cum, halfway ripping a woman's panties down who is squirting, which to guys who watch too much porn is actually a rare thing.
Went from greatest moment to ick. in an instant.
"Opps Hun."
It was a phrase my own mother used , ok granted I was already half icked out, and well she had told me a bunch of lies, but quite frankly I was making a girl squirt and well that does trump a good deal of emotional baggage and I was mirco seconds from spraying cum all over the room, but ooppps hun and I went from about to nut to turtle.
She didn't even notice. I was happy for her. She said it was the first time she ever squirted, actually first time she ever had an orgasm. I don't believe either is true, but I appreciate her effort.
It took me awhile to get over her MOm's voice, and after that she had a BF, then a GF, then a couple friend. I talked to recently( yesterday and she married and has a second on he way.) Its all good.

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