pantyhoseandbourbon
Virgin
- Joined
- Nov 10, 2016
- Posts
- 14
An older MWM picked me up almost 50 years ago. I was at the laundromat and I thought i might get a BJ. Instead we went to his rather large gated home on the Main Line while his family was at the shore. A few drinks of bourbon and upstairs we went. I got the BJ, but then while we were lying there he asked if I had ever done anything more. Nope, I hadn't. He then got behind me and started rubbing his cock between my cheeks. I sort of freaked and indicated no thank you - but then he cracked open a popper and said here, take a whiff. That did it. In a matter of minutes he had his cock buried deep in me, found my prostrate and I was in heaven. I couldn't believe anything could feel that good. We met up a few times more and he liked me in black pantyhose or thigh highs - I liked it too. Many years later, after a dreadfully long dry spell, I met another older man. After several bourbon infused conversations we found out we both loved the feel of stockings and hadn't had any MM sex in many, many years. We cured that and his was the first cock in my mouth. Now I am that older happily MWM with lots of grandkids. But I want something I can't have. Times have changed, some things aren't as hard anymore and other things are scary now - so I have my memories.
