1. The End Of The Drought


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: reliefworker69, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    accomplished ease. But he wanted to savour this. She duly allowed the straps down over her arms and then he slowly lowered her bra, watching her breasts fall under their own weight. They did droop a little more than before, but that was to be expected. But she’d been right, they were still magnificent. He loved the impression of weight in more mature boobs and hers were perfect. Full and womanly and they still held up fantastically. Her nipples were superbly perky, darker and bigger than he remembered. He was enraptured and transfixed by his lovely ex-wife standing topless in the weak moonlight. She was enjoying this more than she’d imagined. She was getting an unexpected buzz from standing there topless, breasts hanging and exposed for his scrutiny. She looked good and knew that he thought so as well – he stood there almost reverentially. Sshe wondered how big he was now. She was ready for him and was tempted to slip her hand down to feel. But discretion held her back. She had to do something or she feared that the moment would be lost. He was wearing a rugby shirt so that would pose no problem. She stepped forward, took the shirt in both hands and pulled it up and off. They were now both stripped to the waist. His chest was hairier than she remembered but he’d looked after himself and was more muscular than she’d expected. Not bad for an old guy, she thought and smiled. He decided that this 'after you, after me' process had gone on long enough. He bent to remove his shoes ...
    and socks and took down his jeans. He knew that she was watching and hoped that she wasn’t disappointed. He waited a few seconds before easing his briefs down, pausing a bit theatrically for an instant before exposing his cock and balls. He was not fully erect but his penis was, he hoped, still an impressive sight as it sprang from confinement. Christ, he was a tart. He was enjoying laying himself open to her, feeling exposed and vulnerable but also conscious of performing. Or was he making himself look stupid? She realised that the tempo had increased as she watched him undo his jeans. So far so good. His waist had filled out a bit but he still had nice hips and his legs were in good shape. Was he going to take his pants off or was she expected to do that? Before she had to resolve that question he’d pulled them down. She had to admit she'd wanted to see what his penis was like. Wow! Not exactly standing to attention at the moment but it was thicker than she’d remembered, semi-hanging there looking heavy and, well, menacing. And she noticed that he now kept himself smooth. He had said he did but it still came as a bit of a shock. Looked quite nice though and she could see the shape of his balls and scrotum nicely. She was impressed and wondered how much bigger he’d get. He decided that he could now drive this. He stepped towards her, conscious of his cock swaying heavily as he moved. He could see her watching it. That was so hot. He knelt before her and finished undressing ...
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