Jane And Dick

Jane and Dick
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Since I am new to this Board, I thought I ought to make a contribution. In addition, I would hope that there are some people out there who would enjoy playing these kinds of games with a 50’ish man. I’ve changed her name to protect us all, but “Jane” was really someone special!

Several years ago, I ran an ad that started “Voyeur’s delight. I’ll please your lady as you would like to see her…” I made several contacts that way, but the best, by far, was Jane. She wrote to me first, and I responding by giving her my phone number. At that time, I could go to my apartment for lunch so she would call and we would talk. I would tell her what I would like to do to and with her. It really helped me to picture what I wanted to do with her when she sent me two photos which had been specially posed for me. The thought that her husband had taken the photos specifically for me only added to my pleasure. Finally, after several weeks of getting acquainted, we set up a meeting.

I always get butterflies in the stomach when I am to meet a new partner, so I had lots of them as I drove up 101. Got to their house and was invited in. We had planned to go to dinner after we had had a couple of drinks. My lustful thoughts were uncontrollable when I saw that she was wearing a blouse with no bra under it and that the skirt was a split, wrap-around which ended about 2 inches above her knees.

After a couple of sips on my drink, I asked her to come to where I was sitting. She stood before me, and I looked into her eyes for a very long minute. Then, she reached to the edges of the skirt and opened it back. There was nothing to interfere with the sight of her pussy peeking from the bush that surrounded it. I leaned forward with my hands on the insides of her thighs, and put the tip of my tongue at the top of that luscious slit. There wasn’t really enough room to get any further so I dropped my hand to behind her right knee. I lifted until she was forced to balance for a moment on one leg as I set her foot beside me on the chair. Then the eating began in earnest. I could feel her trembling as she began to get close to her climax, and finally she was forced to put her hands on my head and steady herself to keep from falling as she came.

As she began to come down, I once again became aware that her husband had been watching, approvingly. By that time, any interest we might have had in drinks was gone.

We got into their car with all three of us squeezed into the front seat. We talked about all sorts of things besides sex, but my hand was on her thigh through the slit in the skirt the whole time. Every time that we turned a corner, I could feel her warmth pressed against me. The softness of her breasts pressed against my chest rose more than my spirits.

The restaurant, where we went, was configured like the old Victoria Stations with high backed booths, so there was a sense of intimacy yet the feeling of being in a public room. Even before the waiter had come to take our order, I had pulled her blouse open wide enough to bring one of her nipples to my lips and had sucked on it enough to make it hard. I wanted to be able to see them poking through the fabric as we ate…

Once I had gotten Jane’s nipples hard, I put her tits back into her blouse just far enough that the tips of her nipples were covered. The dark circles that surrounded her nipples showed in the V that her partly buttoned blouse made. Even while the waiter was taking our order, I had my hand inside her skirt playing with her pussy.
Once he had left, I had her slide down in her seat. Before I beginning to really play with her clit, I gave her a napkin to muffle her sounds. Her husband sat across the table from us enjoying the scene as I made her cum.

At just about the same time as the food began to arrive; I let her stop to catch her breath back again.

As we sat finishing dinner, we could see that the wind had come up outside. As we walked across the parking lot, the wind would catch her skirt and blow it back leaving her entire front exposed. The wind had turned her into an unwitting, although willing, flasher.

We had walked only about 30 feet when two couples came around the end of a row of cars. Once again the wind caught her skirt, but she walked on talking to the two of us as if she were totally unaware of the fact that she was completely exposed.

Once we got to the car, Jane and I crawled into the back seat while her husband got behind the wheel. I had often read about this kind of scene happening, but it was my first experience putting on a show in the back seat of a car for a husband. I was enjoying myself, and it didn’t take long before I had all her buttons undone and her whole body open to my tongue, fingers and cock. Our route took us down a freeway, but I was only vaguely aware that we were driving rather slowly and those cars and trucks were passing us. But I did realize that it wouldn’t be hard for any of them to look over and see what was happening in that back seat. Before we pulled into their driveway, my cock was buried deeply in her luscious cunt.

When we stopped in front of their house, I buttoned one skirt button so that it wouldn’t fall off, and we walked through the dusk into the house. She led me directly into the bedroom with her husband following. Although he also got undressed, he contented himself with playing with himself as he sat on the foot of the bed.

Jane and I resumed where we had left off. First, I discovered that she had a gigantic vibrating dildo in a drawer beside the bed. I was almost intimidated that she could take it so big, but I figured what better way to open her enough that she could easily take me. It was interesting to be inside her and feel her pussy gradually shrinking to fit my size. We ended the evening with me and a somewhat smaller sized vibrator sharing her pussy at the same time. It had me cumming until I was completely drained, and until she was totally limp from her repeated orgasms.

My last sight of her was Jane lying spread on the bed three- quarters asleep with my white moisture drying on her hair as I placed a final kiss on her lips and a final caress on her pussy.
The evening left me with one of those beautiful memories that I can enjoy reliving again and again.