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Mary Tyler Moore-ish
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Mary Tyler Moore-ish Continuing my own "My Secret Life" story Early-on in our visits to the house party, I'd spied a woman who really caused my desire to go into overdrive. She was the spitting image of Mary Tyler Moore (search online for her, you younger bunch). She was also what I imagined to be the age of Mary Tyler Moore in 2001 (which was about 20 off...this gorgeous woman could only be in her early 50's at most). I let my wife know that I found her extremely attractive, but my wife didn't find the woman's husband at all exciting since he appeared be in his early 60's. be fair, my wife really went for younger guys. Therefore, I was really not expecting ever be able connect with her. But one night when they appeared at the party, my wife wandered over and began chatting with them. By the time I'd joined her, she was well-into setting me up with Mary. My mind was so overwhelmed at the thought of just touching this unattainable beauty who connected so strongly to one of my earliest crushes (Mary Tyler Moore...keep up here...) I have no clue how she finagled the situation.  But before I knew it, Mary smiled at me, took my hand and led me upstairs to the private room. In the subdued light that our hosts set up in the room, we undressed and made small tal Mary was a goddess as I beheld her naked form. Where my wife had smaller breasts, Mary's were perfect for her small frame - neither too small nor too big. Her waist and hips were of a shape that would be coveted by porn stars. After my run of overweight women, Mary was so perfect to behold, my brain was short-circuiting. Happily, my cock didn't follow suit and it leapt obediently to life as she squatted before me and took me in her mouth. I watched in awe as her brown eyes met mine while my shaft, now slick with her saliva, slid expertly in and out of her mouth. Happily, I have never had a problem lasting during oral sex since this blowjob with a fantasy woman would typically be the source of premature ejaculation in most cases. Mind you, while I love receiving oral sex tremendously, it takes a herculean effort by the woman to bring me off, and there have been precious few who have the patience to see it through (which is perfectly fine with me since I prefer orgasms gained from fucking). I needed to touch her body and I lifted her from her squat and brought her close to me for a kiss, and feeling her small, perfectly proportioned body against mine was heaven. I led her to the bed where I laid her back and kissed my way down her body, lingering on her erect nipples, wandering across her flat belly, and sliding between her toned thighs to worship her pouting pussy. My mind remembers those moments the most clearly - licking and sucking while hearing her whisper encouragement and guidance, her fingers weaved into my hair, pulling me against her, or moving me where she wanted me, my nose tickled by her small strip of well-manicured pubic hair that pointed suggestively at the treasures between her thighs. Then somehow, I was on my back and she was straddling me, expertly slipping a condom over my straining coc Then with a smooth movement she was on me, her head back and mouth slack with the pleasure. The memory of that vision of her above me is something that I return whenever I need an extra shot of desire for any reason. This was a fantasy fuck come true, beyond anything I had ever experienced before. I spent half the time shocked at my luck, and the rest of the time reveling in touching this amazing body melding with mine. We went through a few positions and I finished in a missionary atop her while kissing her deeply. Her eyes showed that she realized I was blown away by this experience and that she was both aroused and a bit amused. I know I was so distracted by being so turned-on that I had to have lost my usual sexual cool. But I wouldn't have traded it for anything. Next to having my very first sexual experience, this one was full-on synapse-bursting in its power over me. Later, I would be able to use this experience to be a bit less overwhelmed when presented with female perfection in my arms. Mary was more interested in variety, so we never connected again, but as you can probably discern from this post, she left a major impression upon me. |
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