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Michigan John

This is pretty much what happened. I was divorced and put in an ad in the newspaper. this was pre internet you know. Got a few answers from the "clean freak" who wanted to get the yellow wax buildup off her floor and used a mix of ammonia and bleach and wound up in the hospital and was unable to make our date. So then I tried dating the "12 step cutie" But she had some weird fixation about stabbing her mom and I chickened out of our bedroom date. I then met "industrial accident" mom and she was sexy but when I visited her house her phone rang every 60 seconds and some of her conversations were sort of short and filled with curse words. she was recooperating from some work accident that seemed to involve some metal object hitting her cranium. some of the phone messages seemed like bill collectors...others she had personal messages about what the caller could do with his personal private parts if he was into self mutilation. I had given her a small gift. she wanted to know where was the sales receipt so she could return it for cash. I said I think it is in the car--when I got to the car, I decided to go home. I was not hitting it off with the younger women at all. So when the older woman called me I figgured what can I lose. I went to her house and she had to put the dangerous dog in the basement. I was sort of anxious but she put on a nightgown and asked "do you discriminate as to age"? and I said "well I guess not" she was thin and not too bad looking. So she asked if she could leave her hair on. while in the bedroom. and I said OK...she sid she lost most of her hair due to some medical problem...then she took out a needle and syringe. "I have to take my insulin first" she sid. I was geting more anxious but she had some beer for me and she used her beer to wash down lots of prescription medications that were supposed to be high blood pressure stuff. She said, "do you want me to lock the front door"...??? "You don't lock the door in this neighborhood"?, I asked. Oh she told me she was a diabetic and if she had a stroke or was comatose the neighbors would have a hard time getting her to the hospital if the door was locked. I said, well I would feel safer if the door was locked...Ok she said and then called her daughter daughter to let her know the door was locked ...She took off her night gown and I went into the bedroom with her. Ouch I was laying on something...Oh that was her heating pad...Her body was quite cold at first. I had to wait until she warmed up some. Then she says...We can do Oral---I already took my teeth out. So before I can really say anything she is on top of me shoving her crotch in my mouth and I cant breathe. I told her "if the people at the SS office knew how you could move, they would cancel your check". Finally I pulled a pillow under my neck and pushed her up some so I wouldn't be expicated. What could I do she had my dick clamped in her mouth and I couldn't talk and harldy breathe. Luckily she kept moving up and down and I could breathe when she moved up. I had never done oral for more than 60 seconds and she kept pushing so hard on my lower lip and I thought I was going to get a bruise or something. I was in fear she would pass out on top of me and how would I get her off. Maybe ten minutes passed and I knew her daughter would call in 20 minutes to see if her mom was OK. Then it was maybe 15 minutes and I knew I was the one the ambulance was coming for. My face was raw and there was a grip on my dick and I couldn't come. Then maybe after 20 minutes she started to moan and groan. Oh God I thought she was having a seizure. But no it was some type of orgasm and she got off me. She let go of 'little johnny" and I had an ejaculation. I held the little guy between my legs and realized I was sweating real bad , she rolled next to me and said, 'do you want me to do some sex?" No not really, I said. I fell asleep. the next morning she made me breakfast and I noticed her feet. Feet that bent and crooked havnt been seen since Dorothy met the wicked witch . "Are you going to come over again? "she asked. "Uh well yea, I guess so, I said. She later told me she had been a cheerleader...I wondered if she had been if first grade...maybe I had walked by the foot ball field and seen her when she was in her prime.~~~

More Musings

By
John

I guess I can tell this story as it happened about 15 years ago.

I was meeting women after my divorce and having no luck. As usual I kept meeting older women. Dot was 5 years older than I. She had been married twice and loved to cook. The fatty food she served may have caused two men to have cardiac arrest. She was looking for husband no.3. I suppose there was some excitement in dating a black widow woman. She was only 5 foot 2 and was very quiet. She had been the youngest daughter of a minister and led a sheltered childhood. She didn't swear, drink or gamble. And we only kissed after our dates and I assumed no sex either. She had black hair and a sharp chin and mischievious eyes. She dressed conservative and didn't emphasize her curvy body. All our dates were the same. We went out to eat and she constantly asked me questions while I dined. I wanted to ask questions about her marriages but she wouldn't let me get a word in. I was quite bushed after talking non-stop about my children and job and future plans. She did not reveal much about her self. I was planning to dump her but couldn't find any replacement. I kept meeting women who needed money--lots of money--and my friend Dot always paid for half of the meal and half of the tip. It was a cheap date and I kept seeing her. She refused to come to my house and I had to pick her up while her 25 year old son stared daggers at me. He asked "are you going out with him AGAIN."

The son lived upstairs in the house and Dot lived downstairs. Like my last friend Dot had a disability and was getting early social security. Dot had a car but she never drove it. Her son took the car to his job. She had a niece who took her to church and every where else. She wouldn't tell me what the disability was. Like I said, I was dating her as no one else was willing to sleep with me or help pay the dinner check. We went out one evening and as usual she pumped me for information and wouldn't let me ask her anything. I dropped her at home and she asked me in. Her son was upstairs as usual playing video games. I was giving her a good bye kiss and she put her hands between my legs. I said why don't we sit together and not apart as usual. She said OK. We were making out and then she got up amd brought out a sheet and put it in front of the fire place. She laid on the sheet and pulled her dress off. She kept the top and bra on. I forgot about the son upstairs and quietly got next to her. For a woman who had four husbands and two kids she squeezed "little johnny" as if he was in the Ronco orange juice-o-matic. I wanted to scream but the son was upstairs. I bit my lip until it hurt. She never took the top or bra off. When we were done she put the sheet back and acted like it was normal. I said,,,"you need to come over to my house and she said "well OK". I was about to dump this religious proper acting woman. I couldn't believe it. When she came over she took a shower alone and covered herself with a towel and slid into bed so I couldn't see her naked body. She would get on top of me and just about cause me to rupture a blood vessel in "little johnny". We went together for two yrs. She met an older man one day who had a retirement check much larger than my monthly income. He owned two houses and lived in the large one in one of the best neigborhoods in the city. He lived down the block from some city council men and near a famous prize fighter. Dot dropped me quickly and went to live with this guy. She said she was sorry but my kids were too young and she didn't want to raise another family. I wouldn't date anyone else for a year. Kept calling her and begging her to come back. The new boy friend apparently ate only carry out and restaurant food and was immune to the process that claimed her two former husbands. Today Dot lives alone in an assisted living center. Her boy friend is still alive and they still date. I still call her about once a month and she says she has given up sex. She was the best bedroom partner I ever had.~~

The Pup

By
Gaby

The first I played with my pup, I was sitting on my bed brushing my hair, when he came up looking for some attention. I began rubbing him under the neck and around his ears and he lifted his head up at me as if to say 'thank you'. I noticed something different in his looks though and he kept nudging his snout into my legs and was getting very excited doing it. I kept rubbing his neck and noticed he was trying to jump onto me so I made him sit and look at me, with the playful eyes and it was then, I saw his dick beginning to poke out. Being curious, I told him what a good boy he was and began rubbing his underbelly hoping his dick would emerge more. It didn't at first and i thought of how different he responded to men. I open my legs wondering what he would do and in he came sniffing me. I was in my panties. I was nervous but I let him sniff me and then I noticed, his dick coming out more so I began to rub his shaft area while he sniffed me and to my surprize, it came all the way out. Wow I was amazed at the size and the way it throbbed. I kept rubbing his shaft and it came out more and fatter.

That was the start of our relationship. The next time we did it, I had read articles about it and was ready for him. I took my panties off , sat on the edge of my bed and in he came sniffing. I lay back abit and felt his tongue lick me. It was truly amazing. In one lick, his tongue curled into me long enough for me to be oozing juices and the more I did, the more he licked and I came- I just came and I actually called his name as if he as my lover. Well he was. To be continued...