An older man, a teenage girl and a fantasy…………


The chill of the bedroom was a stark contrast of the warmth of the sitting room and I felt my naked breasts tighten and my nipples swell. I placed myself on the side of the bed, Albert standing in front of me and reached up to run my hands over his upper body. Like mine his nipples were erect and he shuddered gently as my fingers lightly circled them, leaving goosebump trails on his torso. His hand cupped my chin softly as he raised it to look at him, smiling eyes taking in all my face.

“You’re a very beautiful young woman Jill, and very special. I knew that from our first meeting….very special indeed”.

I said nothing, just smiled as my fingers worked down to the top of his trousers. I run them around the top, just enough to feel the skin below, reaching for the button and the zip, I undressed him. He stepped out the discarded trousers and stood infront of me in his boxers, still holding my eyes in his as I worked the boxers down and off to land beside the trousers. This was my first sight of his totally naked body. His body belied his age and all thoughts of the huge age difference left me then totally. He stood back from me a little, letting me study him then once again he learned towards me, lifting my chin and bent down to kiss me. Soft featherlight kisses, leaving me breathless.

“Undress for me Jill” he whispered, “let me see all of you”

I stood up and began to unbutton my skirt, letting it fall, then hooked both thumbs under the waistband of my panties, easing and wriggling them over my hips before letting them also slip to the floor. I stood before him totally naked, as he was for me, my heart pounding, my breathing heavy, and my nipples and pussy throbbing.

We melted together, kissing, teasing and exploring and marvelling at the exquisite feeling of warm flesh meeting warm flesh.

We eased onto the bed, still locked in a passionate embrace, and lay side by side. His hands began to roam freely as first he teased my breast and stroked my hard sensitive nipples. My back arched to meet each flick of his fingers as he rolled each in turn between his fingers sending little shocks to the very core of me. Sliding down my ribs, making soft circles over my belly and down till his whole hand covered my enflamed sex.