9.6 Middle Age Lust

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6. Middle Age Lust

Kimi gets up and leads Doctor to the futon mat. “Let’s undress.”
   “You do not have to. I just want to talk. Besides I lied about lovemaking. I cannot do it – my age, you know, almost 60.”

   “We’ll see about that. You men are all alike, just thinking what you want. I never been with a middle aged man who couldn’t deliver. Let’s try and see.”

   They stand facing. She says, “Imagine we’re newlywed first-night and you’ve never seen my skin.” She pulls the bow on her gown putting the free end in his hand and whirling around. Her gown falls open and drops off. Then, she reaches down in sudden swoop and straightens up, in one motion pulling off her cotton shift from below knees to shoulders and up over head. Now she stands before him: nicely rounded slightly upturned breasts with the nipples at level of his chest, her waist in black panties. Her expanse of thighs lead down to knees and lower legs with sandal socks over feet. Doctor recalls a voluptuous image by Goya.

“Can you help me?” she asks with a slight plea in her voice.
   In the surprising situation Doctor feels a stiffening not experienced in years. He takes off glasses, goes to knees before her and pulls her black panties down along her thighs. 
   She separates thighs and Doctor now catches the fragrance of her sex, and reaching around with both hands pulls her sexual front towards his mouth. He kisses and licks her and she responds by opening thighs, allowing him better access. She reaches down and, using his ears like knobs, directs his head even more tightly against her rising sexual flesh.
   With mouth applied over her erect flesh, he kisses and licks, and his saliva drips from lips.

   She lowers herself backward, gentled by Doctor’s hands, and comes to rest with back on mat, thighs wide and hands pressing on back of his head as he crouches between her gap, feeding on formerly forbidden flesh.

   “Ah! Ah! Ah! Take it! Take it! Take it!” she cries as her vaginal muscles twitch in the first orgasm.

   Her hands relax and she pulls his head away. “Cover me!” she begs in breathless voice. “Put it in deep!” she says, knowing it really does not matter to her but that men are stimulated by the woman's words.

   He covers her frontally with penetrating pulsing erection. She reaches around, each hand palming his back cheek and pulls him on top of her with a power that from his middle-aged standpoint makes him feel like being in the arms of a lusting Amazon. His erect tip slices into her, parting her lower lips and thrusting deep into her fleshy collar. He feels her soft warm depths and then thrillingly the tight grasping of her sexual muscle and, as her second orgasm comes, he feels a twitching tightening on his erection. What a woman! he momentarily muses, contrasting her to his wife.

   Now they are bumping and humping, each moaning and drooling and grabbing. Doctor feels Kimi’s coming again and his repressed formal self disappears, and he hears an arrogantly assertive male voice – his – shouting “Fuck, fuck, fuck, you bitch!” while Kimi on her part can only mouth a prolonged “Ahhhh!” and her feeling of filling up inside from his semen evokes another orgasm, somewhat intellectualized by her knowing that his semen and pregnancy-potent sperm is filling her with powerful procreative potential.

   Contentment follows frenzy. They lie in fragrant flagrant sexual embrace with lights on – his semen and her secretion starting to drip out as his softened retracting part unstops her opening.

   Man and woman, her arms about his shoulders and his hands digging into the cleft behind her rear cheeks, right middle fingertip partly inserting into her back hole, the next now not very obscure object of his desire.
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