    Title: Nancy's Discovery
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: Jeff enjoys a young woman, named Nancy. Nancy is in the process of leaving a
    rather repressive marriage, where she's not allowed to enjoy sex. Jeff helps her open herself
    up.
    Keywords: MF, olderM-youngerF

My breathing was returning to normal, as I laid there on my back. The body next to me on my left lifted her head, smiling radiantly. She reached down with her left hand, grasping my wilted pecker, still damp from our bout of wonderful sex. Her large, firm breasts were pressing into my side, as I smiled, turning my face and giving her a quick kiss on her thick lips. "You want more?" I asked, with mock surprise.

She giggled, "Yes." She moved her body, her head to my crotch, as she added "I most definitely do."

I groaned, as I tilted my head back, feeling her hot mouth engulf my cum covered tool. I was all smiles, as I felt her work my shaft with her lips, tongue and hand. Glancing down, all I could see was her thick mane of brunette hair hiding her face, and my cock, as her head bobbed and weaved, trying to blow some life into my tired cock. And it has every reason to be tired. A little more than two hours ago, we were sitting in the local watering hole, having drinks with some mutual friends. I've no idea why this young lady wanted to invite herself back to my apartment, saying that she wanted or needed to talk to someone.

Her name is Nancy. All of twenty-seven years of age, an office clerk at the local medical clinic. Married, but now separated. Attractive? Well, she ain't ugly. Best to describe her as slightly above average, although she does carry a few extra pounds. And as I reached down to grab the closest breast which was hanging down, I see where a good amount of those pounds are. Forty-two E's. I know, as I asked, when we were helping each other out of our clothes. For when we got to my apartment, she asked me "Do you think I'm attractive?"

I recalled only smiling, and saying "Of course."

And when she asked "Would you make love to me?"

Well, we were soon in each others arms, our mouths locked together, as my hands ran over her body. I stand a good foot taller than her five-four frame, as I moved her to the couch, where it was easier, and much more fun, helping each other get out of our clothes. And the look on her face when she pulled my cock out of my pants, as it was one of shock. She said "It's so big?"

I laughed, replying with "I'm average, at best." Hell, I had no idea why she would say that, as I might reach seven inches when hard, and that would be on a good day. This evening, now it had become a good day. I went down on her, getting her off with tongue and fingers. It isn't often that I score with a young lady, actually she's the first lady of any age since the passing of my wife, as not many want an older guy, one that's widowed, and not much in the looks department. Christ, I'm almost old enough to be her father!

I took her right there on the couch the first time. Her round, firm young ass hanging off the edge, as she pulled her knees back to her chest, allowing me to sink my knob into her hot, inviting flesh. Then, after she came when I dumped my load into her, we retreated to my bed, where we got into a sixty-nine, although she was rather hesitant about it, saying something about her being a mess down there. Once I had serviceable wood, and after my mouth got her off twice more, I did her doggie-style, my hands reaching down and underneath her, grabbing those big breasts and holding on for the ride. It was a long ride, and I was amazed at it all, as we worked our bodies into a heavy sweat, before we came together, her tight snatch milking another hard, and large cum from my body.

Now, here she is, suckling away on my cock, trying to get me up for another go. I was surprised, as she stopped sucking, lifted her head up with a devilish smile, and asked "Can I get on top?"

I had a hard time trying not to laugh, as I said "Sure!" She swung her leg over mine, and quickly sank her warm cunt onto me pole. I watched her facial expression, as my cock bottomed out, her buns resting on my nut sack. "Why did you ask?" I said.

She blushed, as I felt her twat quiver. "Guy, my soon-to-be ex-husband, he never would let me on top. Said it's not lady like."

I was a bit shocked "Really?"

"Of course, Guy's cock isn't even half your size." she added.

I about died. "Now, that isn't a nice thing to say."

She protested, "It's true. Heck, he's the only man that I've ever been with." She sighed, as I reached up and grabbed two fistful of tit. "Shit, he would only fuck me when he wanted to. Never would he allow me to have sex when I was in the mood." Damn, now this is interesting, but I would really like her to fuck me some. I started thrusting up into her, and she looked down, and smiled. "And another thing, Guy would never linger too long when he's down there with his mouth, not like you did, he was only down there long enough to get me wet, so he could enter me."

"Well, that ain't no fun." I exclaimed. "One of the best things about sex is getting the other person off."

She replied tersely, "Sex isn't for getting one another off, unless if it's for procreation. At least, according to Guy."

Poor thing, has a hang-up about her ex, or rather, her soon-to-be ex. I really wanted to change the subject, so I asked "So, are you enjoying yourself now?"

She grinned, closed her eyes, and said softly, "Yes."

That's much better, as I enjoyed her constant, paced motion on my cock, as my hands worked her breasts. My pecker ached, as did my balls, hard pressed to come up with another load. It was a long, and pleasant ride, her smiling face above me, every now and then lowering down so she could kiss my face, or I could suckle those large nipples she was sporting. Finally, I felt the feeling of my cum starting it's ascent up my shaft, as I felt her own body was sensing it, a sudden sense of urgency on her body's part, trying to reach that peak, timing it to be simultaneous with my own sexual peak. And when we hit it, we most assuredly hit it together, as she let out the loud wail of a woman attaining her orgasmic peak.

She collapsed on top of me, our bodies soaked in sweat. In between gasps for breath, she commented sleepily "I never thought... that sex...could feel this good."

I just chuckled, patting her fine ass with my hands, as we both drifted off to some much deserved sleep. It was a good sleep. Well over nine hours in length for me, as I finally woke to the late winter sun shining through my bedroom window. My senses were bombarded with the smell of sex, as well as the soiled bed linens, as I looked about, finding my nights sexual partner gone. I frowned, thinking that this was a one night stand, as I made my way to the bathroom for a much needed shower.

I then dressed, and had a very late breakfast, as I moved about slowly. My whole body was telling me that I over did it last night, as I moved about my small one-bedroom apartment. After eating, I went off to get some things from the store, returning a few hours later. I saw a message on my answering machine, and I smiled when I listened to it, hearing it was Nancy's voice. She said she would like for me to call her, and so I did, dialing the number she had given in her message. I heard her answer the phone with a "Hello?"

I smiled, saying "Hi Nancy, it's me, Jeff."

A pause, and I noticed some hesitation in her voice, as she asked "You going anywhere?"

"No." I replied.

"I'll be there shortly." was all she said, before I heard the sound of her hanging up her end.

I thought this to be interesting. She didn't sound happy, nor upset, just rather indifferent. I was wondering what to expect from this visit, but I was suspecting it to be no more than her apologizing for having sex with me, and not wanting to go on with this relationship. I don't know, maybe I was being a bit pessimistic. Not that I was really wanting a relationship, but her warm, youthful body sure did feel nice as we gave ourselves great pleasure last night. I cleaned up the apartment while waiting for her arrival. We did sort of make things a mess last night, including my bedroom. Well, especially my bedroom.

I was throwing the blankets back onto the bed after changing the sheets, when I heard her knock at the door. With a heartfelt sigh, and expecting rejection, I went and answered it, opening it and saying "Come in."

She cracked a smile, not much of one, and I noted that it didn't last long either. She walked past me, and headed to the couch, taking a seat. I headed for the kitchen, asking "You want something to drink? A coke? Water?"

She croaked out "A water, please."

I fetched a pair of glasses, and got us some water with ice, and was quickly returning to the living room, handing her a glass, she said "Thanks."

I sat down at my end of the couch, each of us taking a sip of our drinks, and I decided to get to the point, as I asked "So, why the sad face?"

She looked at her hands, and said "Well, I'm sort of confused."

"Not sure if this was a one night stand, or not, huh?" I said.

She lifted her face up, a shocked look on her face, as she said "Was it?"

I shrugged, "It's up to you, or both of us, actually. I guess we need to talk about it if you want to go any farther. I mean, do you want to develop a relationship? Especially so soon after leaving your husband?"

She giggled, "Well, it would help with the leaving part."

I smiled, and reached out and patted her shoulder. She must have taken this as an invitation, as she moved quickly up against me. "I was worried, Jeff."

I had my arm across the back of her shoulders, her head up against my shoulder, as I asked "Worried about what?"

"That when you would wake up this morning, you would be disgusted with me." she replied, while fighting back a sniffle.

This girl has some self-esteem problems. "No, I was far from disgusted with you." I said, with a hearty chuckle. "As a matter of fact, I was worried that you would never come back."

She tilted her face, and while looking me in the eyes, she asked "Really?" I nodded, and she smiled, a smile which was causing a twinkling in her eyes. I lowered my face, and kissed her forehead with a soft kiss, and she smiled, and pressed her body even tighter up against me. Part of me wanted to move this a bit faster, but common sense prevailed. Maybe it's from experience, after all, I had been married for twenty-three years.

"So, you don't think I'm a slut?" she asked.

"Of course not!" I stated briskly, adding "And what kind of question is that?"

Her hand was rubbing my thigh, as she said "Well, Guy says a woman shouldn't really enjoy sex, unless it's with her husband. And then only if they're trying to make a baby."

I really wanted in the worse way tell her to stop talking about what fucking Guy has to say about sex, but I held back, instead, saying "Well, some would say that, I suppose. If they're jealous of others that actually enjoy sex." With a laugh, I said "Maybe Guy is suffering from penis envy."

She made a face, and asked "What's that?"

"Well, you said he's small. He obviously couldn’t get you to enjoy sex, as he didn't have the talent for it. So, he programmed your mind into believing that the way he has sex is the right way."

As her hand is gently rubbing the bulge in my slacks, she asked "Is there a right way?"

I chuckled, "Anyway you enjoy it, I guess, would be the right way."

"Do you think Guy is a dumbass?"

"I never met the man." I stated with a laugh.

She smiled, "You're a wise man, Jeff."

"Thank you." I replied.

"So, where do we go from here, Jeff?" she asked.

I looked down at her sweet face, seeing the nervous look she was giving me. Careful, big guy. "Anywhere you want to, Nancy."

"Would you want me?"

I smiled, "Well, of course I would. However, that's an awful big decision for you, isn't it?"

She asked, a bit of puzzlement in her voice, "What do you mean?"

I moved a bit, trying not to hurt her feelings, "Well, I'm the first one that you've encountered since your breakup. There's lots of men out there that I'm sure would love to make you feel as good as I did last night."

She said rather dejectedly, "But I'm not drop dead gorgeous."

I snorted, and she turned and glared at me. I sighed, and said "Stand up." She didn't move, and I repeated myself, "Go on, stand in front of me." She did, and turned around to face me. I said "Take your clothes off." She was stunned at my request, giving me a strange look, before her small hands went to the buttons on her blouse, and she started undoing them. As she undid the buttons, I undid the clasp on her jeans. She was peeling her blouse off, as I pulled her jeans, along with her panties, down to her ankles. As she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra, I quickly removed her shoes, and then helped her step out of her jeans. Totally naked, I smiled. I said "There, what a wonderful sight. A young lady, naked and beautiful."

She giggled, crossing her arms underneath her large breasts, and saying "You're just saying that so you got me naked. And who all knows what else you want to do with me."

I grinned, "Yes, and so would any other guy, as well."

She smiled, as she got down on her knees, and with her delicate hands undid my pants. I raised my hips, and she pulled them off my legs. She wrapped her tiny fingers about the shaft of my cock, and she looked up to me, saying "You know, Guy never once came in my mouth."

I laughed, "Well, if you want me to, I'll gladly do that."

Oh yeah, the sight of her sweet face, as she opened her mouth, and ran her tounge up along my shaft. My hard cock twitched, enjoying her clumsy approach to giving me head. Not that I was complaining, as I was enjoying the view of her hot, young body. And when she wrapped her lips about the head of my cock, I groaned, feeling her hot mouth was almost enough for me to blast my load. I relaxed, letting her work my cock with her hand and mouth, I was feeling my cum in my nuts, wanting to burst forth and drench her throat.

Her blowjob didn't last long, maybe five minutes at best, as I put my right hand at the back of her head, and grunted, my load blasting into the back of her mouth, causing her to gag, as she tried swallowing while more of my seed washed into her mouth. As I felt the wonderful feeling of a good post-cum, she sat up, and with the back of her hand, wiped her lips clean. I chuckled, asking "So, how was that?"

She smiled, "Not bad. I was expecting worse." She eased up onto my lap, facing me, and I kissed her nipples, making her giggle. My cock was a bit deflated for the time being, but still some stiffness, and I felt it become nestled up between the lips of her pussy. She moaned, saying "It's gone a bit soft."

Smiling, I kissed her lips, and said "Well, rub your pussy on it for a while, maybe it'll help."

I felt her move her cunt against my tool, her clit riding the skin of my cock, and she suddenly said "Oh."

I asked "What?"

She giggled, as she bucked her hips, "That feels good."

I laughed, "You've never humped anything before, huh?"

A look of surprise was on her face, but her hips didn't stop moving, as she said "Um, no, guess not." She closed her eyes, and leaned her face to mine. With open mouths we kissed, as I held onto her waist, enjoying the feeling of her slippery pussy lips as she glided along my shaft, stimulating her sensitive clit. We were still kissing when she cried out into my mouth, as she had her orgasm, her young body shuddering from the intense pleasure she had just given herself.

Our arms wrapped around each other, holding each other tightly, as I said softy, "Well, you seemed to enjoy that."

She giggled, and responded with "Yeah, and your cock seemed to as well." She was right, as my cock was now rock hard, probably getting a whiff of her tight cunt's heat. I pushed her off, and turned her around, and brought her back down to my lap, my cock sliding into her tight twat. Oh man, just as tight as last night, as she settled down onto me, and leaned her back against my chest. I reached around, and grabbed those big milk sacks of hers, saying "Well now, such a snug fit, any guy would love to feel that."

She laughed, saying "Are you trying to get me to leave you and try other guys?"

"Well, I'm just afraid that in the long run that you might be disappointed. Not having the chance to try others and see what they all might have to offer."

"Hmmm, you got a point." she said, as I gently thrust my cock up into her tight cunt.

She giggled, and I asked "What?"

She shook her head from side to side, as she explained, "Oh, just thinking about Guy. Me fucking around with other men, the idea alone would piss him off."

"How so?" I asked.

She went on, "Well, he always enjoyed reading porn on the internet. For the most part, if the woman was not faithful to her husband, or enjoyed sex with other men, then he condemned her. Of course, he did the condemning while he was stroking his little cock."

I joked "Maybe we ought to take a picture of you enjoying a bigger cock, and email it to him?"

My laughing stopped, when she asked "Can we?"

Now I thought this was interesting, and my common sense was telling me not to, but what the fuck, I said "Sure, my digital camera is in the drawer in the stand here, can you reach it?" She sat up, and I scooted my ass over to the end of the couch. She leaned over and opened the drawer, and pulled out my digital camera.

My cock was throbbing, as she asked "How's it work?"

I said "Easy." as I reached up in front of her, and I quickly showed her how to use the view finder, and what button to click.

She giggled, as she reached her arms out in front of her, and took a picture with the camera facing us. Then she positioned it to shoot where we were joined, and took another. I suggested "Get up, let the next pic show a bit of my shaft, show him how long it is." She raised her hips up off my lap. Only the head of my dong was inside of her tight cunt, as she took another shot. She was giggling away, as she lowered her cunt down my post, taking more pics as she did. We ended up setting the camera up on the coffee table, and using the timer to take a few shots of her taking it doggie-style, looking over her shoulder towards the camera, as my cock was fucking her wonderful hole. We did this for three hours, changing positions, and changing memory cards a few times, until we had hundreds of shots. On the floor, against the wall, she on top of me, in the bed, everywhere in my apartment. And of course, since we were too bust spending our time posing, and less time poking, I didn't even come close to cumming. Nancy on the other hand, had me eat her to orgasm and take a pic as she came.

We then got onto the computer, and we looked through our days work. We decided on about four photo's, all in which she was easily recognizable, and added some descriptions to them. One was of her riding my cock on the couch, in which she commented on how good it felt to have a real cock inside of her. The second was of her taking it from behind, while standing, both of our legs spread with my cock sank into her balls deep, and she looking back underneath her, my hands on her breasts, so her face is visible. She captioned that with the words 'Nice View.'

The third was she on top of me, while I was on my back on the floor. She leaned her body back, and reached up above her head to take the picture. My hands were balling her tits, as she wrote on this one 'I was about to cum, again.' And the final one was of me eating her cunt, with her noting on it 'A man that loves to eat me, what a find! And another good orgasm to boot!' I just shook my head, as she made up a Yahoo account, and we emailed her ex the pics.

We then retired to my bedroom, where she sucked me off once more, getting every drop of my cum down her throat, and then I ate her sweet puss for an hour, driving her to many wild, screaming orgasms. We were then joined at the hips, as we fucked with wild abandon, before I drenched her womb with my heavy load. After a short nap, we showered, and went out to eat, before returning to my place, where we were soon out of our clothes and rutting away. When I thought that we were finally spent, we were lying in each others arms, as we enjoyed the afterglow of it all.

As we laid there, she asked "Are all men different?"

I chuckled, my thumb strumming her hardened nipple, "Yeah, pretty much. Most of us all desire a good woman in bed." I asked her with a chuckle "Why? You want to try other men?"

"Oh, I don't know. I do enjoy what you've offered me so far. But, I do want to settle down, as well. And even start a family." she responded. A few moments passed, before she asked me "How many other women have you had?"

I laughed, "I've no idea. It's been a while since I had any, since the passing of my late wife."

She asked tersely "You didn't cheat on her, did you?"

I asked "Is it cheating when you do it together?" She looked at me funny, and I laughed, "Long story. About ten years ago, we were with another couple on vacation. Well, we got to drinking, and well, we woke with the others spouse."

"You swapped?" she exclaimed. "But that was just one time, right?"

I made a face, "Well, not quite. We found we liked it, as did the other couple. So we became swingers, for a while." I then defended myself, by adding "But only for a year or so."

"Oh." she lowered her head down to my shoulder, and after a few moments, she asked "So why did you guys stop?"

"Got boring." She looked at me like I was nuts. "No really, it did. Same thing every time we went to the club. Usual chase and putting on airs, then the sex. It got to be the same thing, over and over."

She asked "So, how many women?"

I laughed, "No idea. Maybe a hundred. Maybe more."

"And your wife, how many did she sleep with?"

"Oh, probably the same amount of men, maybe half that number in women." Uh-oh, anther look. I shrugged, "It seems only natural, women doing it to each other." I grinned, "It also helps us men regain our hardons by watching the women doing a lesbo number."

"I bet." she said, rather dryly. Some silence, then she spoke "I'm not sure if I could do that."

"Well then, don't try it." I responded, as my fingers found her clit. She moaned softly, as I started running soft slow circles around her clit. "I'm sure Guy wouldn't approve."

"Now you're trying to talk me into it." She stated with a laugh. I started kissing her breasts, savoring the feeling of her hard nipples between my lips, as I inserted a pair of fingers into her gooey cunt. "Of course, with you, I've found that I'm up for adventures."

I chuckled, as I lifted up her leg, and guided my rejuvenated pecker into her tight fuck-hole, as I could feel all of my cum that I had already pumped into her for the day, saying "Well, if we do, you'll have to stay on the pill."

She blurted out, as I took a few strokes into her body, "But I'm not on the pill!" I froze, and her eyes bulged out, as she then said a soft "Oh."

She turned her face to mine, and my shocked face then broke out into a smile, as I resumed fucking her silky cunt. I kissed her on the lips, saying "Oh well. What happens, happens."

I now knew that things may have changed, but I was looking forward to what this little vixen has to offer in the future.

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