An Unexpected Christmas Pt. 02

The bedroom was softly lit in candles and the bed turned down just so. Sandra was bathed in gentle light. She trembled slightly.

Sandra spoke.

“It has been such a long time Phillip. I do not know how this works anymore. But I want it with you. Please be gentle with me.”

Sandra received the lightest kiss and embrace. I began to disrobe. My semi erect cock exposed. Sandra pushed her panties down and they fell to the floor. I led her to the bed, and we fell in together. I found no need to rush this. I started to kiss her face and lips, gently caressing her arms, hands, and shoulders. I was nervous as well.

Time passed. We grew warm and comfortable under the layers of blankets. Sandra’s arms reached to pull me closer to her. Her hot breath filled my mouth. Soft and pliable lips meshed with mine. Then, tentative explorations of tongues. My one hand reached for and cupped her breast. Sandra inhaled deeply at my touch. The pea sized nipple hardened at my touch. Do I dare to take it in my mouth?

I did so. Sandra held my head in place as I kissed, licked, and sucked her breast and nipple. Quiet moans escaped her mouth. Softly, she pushed my head and mouth to the other breast. As this happened, I reached for area between her legs. The first touch of my fingers revealed she was moist. I did not enter her but massaged the outer lips. Sighs of pleasure issued from Sandra.

My cock was engorged next to her thigh. I knew she felt it. I had made up my mind not to put my cock inside her until she had cum at least once or twice. My massage increased. Sandra’s body responded with increased wetness. A finger began to penetrate her and found her clit. My touch was slow and smooth.

It was not long before Sandra’s hips began to undulate to my rhythm. Speed and pressure were added to my movements. Sandra built towards a climax. Her fingers pressed into my flesh and held me tightly. I gazed at her face as her mouth worked wordlessly. Eyes tightly shut.

Sandra’s body tensed as I continued. She made no sound as her body arched, pressing my finger deeper inside her. A great breath released as Sandra climaxed. She quivered and began to pull my body atop hers. I moved to between her legs and above her.

Sandra spread her legs and raised her knees to allow me entrance. The first contact of my throbbing cock to her wetness was exquisite. The head met with a very tight opening. It had been a long time for her. I moved slowly, one centimeter at a time. Sandra tight vagina gripped me fiercely. Her legs moved up and closer to her chest. Sandra opened to me.

Slick juices coated me, and I began a slow and rhythmic thrust. Her tightness thrilled me, and I wanted this to last. Sandra enjoyed what we did as evidenced in her moans and movements. Tightly she held me to her, and my pubic bone pressed into her fleshly vagina. Sandra moved towards another climax.

My speed and pressure increased as I moved in and out of this beautiful woman. The tip of my cock reaching her insides and press against her cervix. Sandra’s body tensed yet again as orgasm took her. I had also reached that point. With one last thrust, I emptied into her. It went on for such a long time. Something I had not felt for too long. Sandra held me to her and inside her. Neither of us wanted to separate. This was exceptional and very loving.

When I finally fell out of her, I dropped beside her. We did not speak, but I cradled her next to me and held her in my arms. This was a precious moment for us. Two love starved people that had found the other. Later, Sandra arose, visited the bathroom, blew out the candles, and returned to the place in bed beside me. I had not slept with another soul for so long. Longer for Sandra, I think. She fit to me perfectly. I delighted in holding her. We slept next to each other, warm, happy, and content.

My eyes fluttered open. I did not know why. Slowly my senses returned. Sandra stroked my already growing cock.

She whispered softly.

“Again please? Love me again?”

We made a repetition of earlier actions. The only difference being more enthusiastic this time. Rhythmically, I pumped Sandra. She was more vocal this time. Then she asked me to stop and spoke.

“Phillip, can I be on top? I have always wanted to try that. My ex never let me.”

So, we traded places. It gave me great pleasure to have Sandra above me. Her breasts in my face to kiss, lick, and suck. She sank down around me to gyrate her hips and surrounded my cock with Haramidere escort hot, wet pussy.

Sandra spoke.

“I want to cum again. It is so much better with you than masturbating.”

My hands placed on her hips. We took our time and Sandra did cum again, followed soon after by my own. Then we slept again.

Darkness enveloped the room when I awoke. I reached for Sandra but found only an empty bed. I heard Sandra in the bathroom. A dim light in the room. Naked she emerged to see me awake. Sandra flopped on the bed to give me a monstrous kiss and good morning.

“Good morning, Phillip. It was nice to wake up with you in my bed. I did not want to move as you felt so nice and warm next to me. How about a quickie before I must get ready for work?”

I responded.

“Yes, we can have a quickie. And don’t you think I will be down there with you?”

Sandra spoke.

“I was hoping you would stay today. Now get on top of me and put that cock in me.”

It did not take me long to harden. Sandra was receptive and it was a great time in bed with her. Later, we cleaned up and dressed. The Café would open soon. I would not have thought that so many people would be out the day after Christmas. Sandra said this was normal. People exchanging gifts for what they really wanted and after Christmas sales. I assisted Sandra as best I knew how. She rewarded me with an occasional kiss, which some of the regular patrons found interesting, not having seen Sandra this way. We had lunch together during a lull in activity.

The afternoon swamped the place. Sandra had a difficult time keeping up. I suggested she teach me how to make coffee as she did. Sandra liked that idea. So, when we could, I learned to make coffee with Sandra’s equipment. I did not do so with her speed and efficiency, but I had fun. Time passed quickly as we were busy. Then closing time and I helped to clean the place for tomorrow. It occurred to me that I should go home.

I spoke.

“Well Sandra. I should go home. Thank you for a wonderful holiday.”

Immediately, I felt bad for saying this. Sandra looked at me with wide eyes to say.

“Why Phillip? Do you not like my company?”

So, I answered her.

“It isn’t that at all Sandra. I have loved every moment with you. I just did not know if you wanted me around still and I kind of need to change clothes. But if you want, I want to stay with you.”

Sandra made much happier by this statement. We embraced and kissed still yet again.

She spoke.

“Let’s do this. We finish here and we can go to your place. I want to see where you live. Okay?”

Soon we were out the door and headed to my apartment. Not a big place, but modest and filled my needs. Some might have called it spartan. Upon our arrival, I opened the door. Sandra immediately inspected my quarters. I suppose it said much about how I lived. I like things neat and orderly. Sandra made herself at home and took it all in. I went to the bedroom to find a change of clothes. The dirty clothes were removed and placed in the hamper. There was some rummaging around to find what I wanted to wear.

The bathroom toilet flushed. Seconds later, a naked Sandra came into my bedroom and crawled in my bed. I stood there, half dressed and observed all she did.

She spoke.

“OMG Phillip. This bed smells like you. I love the way you smell. Are you sure you want to get dressed?”

She punctuated this statement with a broad smile. I took my clothes off. Sandra continued.

“Phillip. Can I ask you something?”

“Sure” I answered.

Sandra spoke.

“Can we do some oral sex? I mean my ex would not. It was always “ramming speed” with him and no foreplay. Then he would roll over and go to sleep. No cuddling, like you did. No afterglow, like we had. So, I wondered, could we?”

I smiled at this naked woman in my bed and replied.

“Let me do you first.”

I slid down between her thighs. Sandra was not hairless, and I am okay with that. I began gently with kisses and licking. Then I parted her folds to kiss and lick some more.

Sandra commented.

“Phillip this feels magnificent. I will give you an hour to stop what you are doing.”

I watched and licked as Sandra bloomed. Glistening folds and her honey beginning to flow. She tasted nice too! I added fingers to my actions. This had Sandra rocking back and forth. It was difficult for me to imagine she had never experienced this before. But I İkitelli escort bayan have heard “Man talk” before. They do not always take care of the woman. Too interested in just getting off themselves. I devoted much time to Sandra and her lady parts. The inner lips grew and swelled. I took them in my mouth to suck and lick. Honey ran from Sandra’s opening. She was certainly excited and aroused.

Then I heard the words I wanted to hear from Sandra.

“I’m cumming Phillip! Don’t stop!!! I’m Cummmmming.”

Sandra’s first experience with oral sex a success. She gave me a big kiss and ask.

“Is this what I taste like?? Do you like how I taste?”

Sandra received another kiss as I answered.

“Yes, Sweetie. I love how you taste. You could be addictive. Would you like that?”

Sandra purred deeply and spoke.

“Yes, if it is you doing it. Now, can I try you?”

I rolled to my back.

Sandra asks.

“What do I do? I mean I have heard about this, but never tried it.”

I gave her a smile and spoke.

“There isn’t any one way to do it. Just do what you are comfortable with. Explore as I did for you. Touch and taste. You will learn what I like, and you don’t have to do anything you do not want to do. We do this because we want to make the other feel good. Right?”

Sandra smiled and began. First, she looked me over, visually taking me in. Her fingers touched my balls and sack, explored me. She then added kisses first, followed by licks. Sandra commented on how something so hard could feel so soft. I began to wonder what kind of jerk her ex-husband had been.

Later, Sandra tentatively took the tip in her mouth. I made sure not to thrust or push her. Besides, what she did was very enjoyable.

Sandra took her time with me. No pressure. She did try to deep throat a time or two. This made her gag. Instead, she licked and sucked me. A little precum made an appearance. Sandra’s eyes enlarged as she spoke.

“Wow, that is salty.”

And she slurped it up loudly. She then asks.

“Are you going to cum? I don’t think I want to try that yet. Is that okay?”

I pulled Sandra up to me face and responded.

“Of course, it is okay. You should never have to do anything you don’t want to do. If there is something you want, ask.”

Sandra laid next to me for a thoughtful moment. Then spoke.

“I can’t think of anything right now. But I would like to make love again please.”

Sandra dripped with honey, and I engorged. We made love. Her naked body under me. A slow in and out with her legs spread wide. Periodically, I would lean down to suckle her tits and nipples, or just kiss her wonderful lips. As we made love, Sandra said.

“Oh, gawd Phillip, you are so gentle, and you feel so good buried inside me. Each time you push inside me, I tingle all over. I want you cum in me and then, if you want, can I stay in your bed with you? I will have to get up very early to open the Café.”

This conversation took place as we had sex. But I answered.

“Yes, I want you to stay in my bed with me tonight. One change though. Tomorrow, we both go to the Café to open it.”

I sped up some and soon pumped cum into Sandra. We got up, got something to drink and returned to bed. We slept in the same positions we had done at her place. She felt so good next to me. As before, Sandra woke me in the middle of the night for more sex. What is not to like about that?

We both rolled out of bed early to shower together. No coffee at my place because it would not be as good as Sandra’s. Also, Sandra wanted to leave early enough to change. In the cold darkness of the winter morning, we hustled back to the Café. The lights were turned on, the machinery to life. Enough time for a cup of espresso before the onslaught. The mad rush of shoppers and caffeine addicted individuals. I became a bit more at ease making coffee and helping. Time and exposure, I guess.

Sandra and I worked thru the lunch hour and the afternoon. Late in the afternoon, she closed the Café. The lights went out and we headed upstairs. We were both starving, but too tired to cook. I ordered pizza. Not my fav, but quick and filling, and it would be delivered. While we waited, I ask Sandra to take the time and shower. Before you ask, by herself. I waited downstairs for the food. This gave Sandra a few moments of private. We had not separated for two days. I had no complaints mind you. We all need space now and again.

The Escort Çapa pizza person came and went. Yes, I gave them a nice tip. I returned upstairs. Sandra sat on her sofa. She wore only a towel on her head. I wore a surprised look as evidenced by her remarks.

“Phillip, I like being naked with you. It feels natural and good. Now then, be a dear, put down the pizza and take off your clothes.”

I did not refuse her offer. We then sat and feasted on pizza. There were a ton of leftovers in her refrigerator. But we did not want to mess with that. Once sated, I was sent to the shower. As I showered, Sandra came to the bathroom to dry her hair. We made idle chat about the day. I finished and dried to exit the bathroom. Sandra had spread blankets on the sofa in my absence. These we wrapped together in. The lights were turned off, the TV on, our naked bodies together. It was the usual fare for the holiday season. Sandra reclined against me.

She spoke.

“Phillip, have you done doggie style?”

My short answer. “Yes.”

Sandra continued.

“My ex did it to me once. It hurt like hell. He kept pounding in me. I didn’t like it. But I want you to try it with me. I think you will make it nice for me.”

We then watched more TV.

It was not too late, but Sandra suggested we get to bed. The Café would beckon in the morning. We went to her bed.

Sandra spoke.

“I want to suck you again. It will make you nice and hard before we have sex.”

I had a counter proposal.

“You want to 69? We will both enjoy then.”

Sandra responded.

“I like the way you think. I want on top.”

I went face up on the bed and Sandra on top of me. She lowered herself to me and I began to taste and lick her. I was not quite hard yet, so she was able to get all of me in her mouth. Sandra licked and sucked. Soon, I didn’t fit in her mouth. Her honey flowed into me, and she rocked her pelvis on my face. Sandra’s head bobbed up and down on my cock. She did not try to deep throat. This was fun and felt marvelous. Sandra spread her legs and opened for me more. My tongue probed and licked deeply, exploring all I could reach. Her inner lips surrounding my tongue.

Sandra spoke.

“I want you now.”

It was time I honored her request. Sandra perched on all fours, and I moved behind her. Her earlier words reverberated in my mind. I resolved to make this nice for her. Easily, gently, I slide inside the coated inside of Sandra. The warmth of her body and the tight feel as she surrounded me, made it difficult to hold back. I wanted to her, and I wanted to do so urgently.

I made is nice for her as she had requested. The thrusts were slow, yet very deep. My tip touching her insides.

She spoke.

“OMG Phillip, you are so deep. You feel so big and hard in me. Keep it up and make me cum. I have the most amazing sensations with you.”

We were in no hurry. Sandra rock with me in rhythm. Her fine and beautiful hips in my hands. The curve or her back and the way her hair fell on her shoulders. She was in a good place, and I would not ruin it for her by being overly aggressive. I lost track of time, and it mattered not. My only thought was to please Sandra and give her pleasure.

I glanced to see my cock slide in and out of her. The bright pink lips hugged me as I moved. We both glistened with her juices. This was more than sex I thought. We made love. Yes, I admit to you. I had developed feelings for Sandra. Was it love? I can’t say. But this I knew that she should happy and made to feel appreciated, cared for and adored. My thoughts were broken as she spoke.

“I am cumming Phillip. Cum with me. I want us to cum together. Fill me Baby.”

I did so and I was ready. But more so because Sandra wanted this. I desired it also, with Sandra. Thoughts began to manifest in my head. What more could this become. These thoughts were cut short as I filled her juicy and dripping pussy with my cum.

We crashed to bed and lay together. Sandra wrapped in my embrace. She wore this look of happiness and contentment. Her eyes twinkled when she looked at me and her mouth formed a broad grin. This was a very happy Lady.

Later, we rose just long enough to clean up. Then it was back to bed and our previous entanglement. The scent of Sandra filled my head. Her slow and gentle breathing in my arms. I thought to myself.

“Is that what I have been missing for so many years? We have not known the other for long at all. Yet I feel a connection with Sandra, more than a physical attraction. Those three little words almost rolled out of my mouth. But I knew it was too early for that. Rather I squeezed her a little closer and she sighed. Naked we slept. At least until she woke me in the middle of the night for another round of love making