1. The Escort and the Widower


    Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: benawriter, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    so easily. Later, after she had eaten and was picking clothes from her closet she began to dread the assignment, but double pay was hard to refuse from any client. She sighed and hoped that whatever he wanted would be over soon. That evening she arrived and entered his modest home at exactly 7:30 p.m. She found the place neat and clean. As she made her way to his den, she noted several attractive pictures and paintings on the walls and the furniture blended well with the carpet. She was pleasantly surprised when she found him seated, fully dressed and waiting for her. She guessed he was in his early fifties, dark brown hair with a little gray, soft blue eyes and quite distinguished looking. He stood and offered his hand and she shook it. Gentle grasp by smooth hands. Warm smile. He offered her a seat and sat opposite her as he spoke. “I want to explain the reasons for my requests,” he said. “My wife died eight months ago and I’m very lonely. We had a wonderful marriage and I miss her terribly, but as you might imagine, I’m not past the age of having sex and, well….I’m in need of some special attention.” Amy felt better about the visit already. “But you don’t want intercourse?” she asked, “After eight months, I would understand if you did, and I’m willing to….” “Not necessary,” he said, interrupting her, “at least for right now, but maybe later, another time. The last time Marion and I had sex we were having a little role play and I just would like to repeat that and then I ...
    can move on.” “Role play?” Amy asked. “Yes,” he said, “Sometimes she would tease me for days or make me do things that aroused me terribly but she would withhold intercourse, but when she was ready, our sex was primal and so intense that it left us both exhausted.” “So the clothing, not bathing, etc. is what it was like the last time with her?” Amy asked. “Yes,” he continued, “that’s why you’re dressed as she was then. She surprised me after work; I never knew what she would do or make me to. That night she made me smell and lick her dirty sex until she climaxed. Then she made me masturbate in front of her while she watched. That’s all I want you to do tonight, just that, and you can do it however it pleases you. Is that all right?” Amy leaned back in her seat and crossed her arms across her chest. “Stand up and take your clothes off except your underwear,” she said firmly as her answer. Suddenly the look on his face was one of relief as he smiled slightly and complied. “Kneel on the floor; lean on your hands behind you,” she instructed. He obeyed silently. She stood and walked around behind his head so that he had to tilt his head up to look at her. She unbuttoned her blouse and opened it until both her breasts were exposed. As she leaned over him, lowering her breasts to within inches of his face, his mouth opened and he whispered, “Oh, my.” “Take your cock out and stroke it slowly, very slowly,” she said. He licked his lips and with one hand fumbled with the fly of his ...
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