My Awakening
My neighbor drove up in his dirty blue PT Cruiser. Great I said to Raven as we sat on my son’s trailer. She looked up and started to laugh. “You know one day you’re going to have to kill him.” I shot her a look. She knew I hated meeting up with him. He was 6 foot 9 and all hands. He got out of the car and smiled and asked me how my day was going. I said perfect. He reached for me and the never ending hug started. Here we go again I thought as I pushed him away. Just then the passenger car door opened up and the most magnificent specimen of a man stood up. “Daaammmmm!” I said. Raven looked over and said “Hell Yea! Bet you wouldn’t mind him grabbing your ass.” Not at all I thought.
Then my neighbor said, I want you to meet my brother. Then I said another Damn. This time full of frustration. My neighbor didn’t notice, but his brother did. He smiled and I reached out my hand to shake his. His hands were full so I smiled and said a hug will do. I felt such raw sexual power coursing through his body. Now my curiosity was peeked. We chatted for a few minutes and he left.
Raven kept her mouth shut and just stared at me. When they went into their apt she said, “So that’s how it’s done.” I looked over at her and said “WHAT?” She said if you were a man you cock blocked him to get to what you wanted. She is laughing now and I said, I’m 50 not dead. She said somehow I don’t think either one of them care. I laughed and said I doubt they even know my age at this time in my life it’s just another year.
I can’t tell you the last time I was aroused by a man. It just never occurred to me. I have shut down. No emotion. No sexuality. What was the point. I wasn’t happy when I had sex nor was I satisfied. It was as if I left my body. My mind would wonder and I’s suddenly snap back and remember what I was doing. I have already professed my fake it till you make it statement. Men are so clueless they can’t tell when a woman fakes and orgasm.
But this week was the first time in thirty years I was aroused. It took me about five minutes to realize what was happening to me. I hadn’t felt it in so long I forgot it could happen. When he first showed interest I was flattered, but after all I’m 18 years older than him. Oh well I thought No harm in looking. This strong fit muscular stud would keep my mind occupied for months.
I was out talking with neighbors a few nights later when they came home. I got a strong hug from my fantasy man as he was pulling me into his chest. He rubbed my back and the warmth of his caress coursed through me. Then I got groped by my neighbor. I told him, “If you don’t quit, I’m going to grab your balls, twist them off and roast them for my dogs.” He said “you know you like it.” His brother shot him a look that said “damn the least you can do is ask.” He hugged me again and said I have to do laundry. You going to be here a while I’d like to ask you some advice.” I said sure if I can help I will.
I saw him a couple of hours later as he walked to the laundry room. I went inside and poured a drink somehow I think I might need the vodka tonight. He sat down on the trailer next to me and I asked what’s up? He said you know my brother really likes you . I looked at him intently and said “I know but I’m too old for him. And no offense I would never date him.” He said he likes older women. I again said “I know but is never going to happen. I’d break his ass.”
He laughed and said my problem is that with all we’ve talked about I really like you too. My brow furrowed and I paused to make sure he was listening. He finally looked up at me and I said, “I like you not your brother. He won’t take no for an answer.” But unless YOU tell him you’re interested in me I won’t respond. I won’t be the cause of strife in a family.” He got up looked down at me and said then I need to tell him, I’ll be back but it might take me awhile.
I went in to start dinner and thought that’s going to make for an awkward conversation. I smoke outside because of the baby so I was sitting back on the trailer when they both came down and joined me. My neighbor looked at me and asked why I didn’t like him. I said I’m 50 years old and I don’t have time to teach and train and no offence I’ve seen the women you’ve slept with and you really need to be more discrete or up your standards. Both men’s jaws dropped. 50 no way is all they said. One said no fucking way your trying to discourage me. The other is smiling and said babe you look good. I argued with my neighbor until he realized I was telling the truth. Then he said. That’s ok I can take care of you. And he didn’t mean financially. His brother is looking at him like he is crazy and again gives him a look that says “I know you didn’t just say that.” He left to go to the laundry room again.
I laughed and again told him I’d break him. He was adamant he could hold his own. So I upped the ante. Ok. “How many women have you been with?” I said. A hand full, double digits. He said double but respectable. I laughed and said call me up when you hit mid triple digits. I don’t have time to teach and train. He quickly got up and walked off but I heard the slut comments when he thought I was out of ear shot.
Soon the handsome brother was sitting back down and he asked me what I said. I told him. I have nothing to hide. He laughed and said now I know why you said you’d break him. I smiled and dropped my head. Whispered, “I’d break you too.” He didn’t say a word. I looked up and he had his arms crossed in front of his chest and said I’m fine with that.
I told him if a man isn’t willing put in the time, I don’t have the time for him. He said you want a real connection. I respect that .Its not just sex you want more. I smiled and said yes. Ok so now that your brother knows can I ask how old you are. He looked me in the eye and said 32, do you think you’ll have a problem with that? I said no. I told him I have always dated younger men but none 18 years my junior. He said, I love older women. And right now I want to steal a kiss. I laughed because I thought he was joking. His eyes dropped and he asked me “why? Are you not attracted to me?”
My heart sank. He really meant what he said. We have been talking about religion, politics, sex and relationships you know life in general. He is intelligent, articulate and honest. I stepped closer and asked him why? He said I just need to. I smiled knowing I was going to kiss him. And I confronted him and said “. . .so why do you like older, thick white women? There has to be a reason?” He said I’ve dated women of all ages. I don’t discriminate. Wanting to be with you has nothing to do with age. But you; You just exude wisdom, honesty and respect. That I find very sexy. He left an said he’d be back. I suddenly doubted it. Oh well I thought it was fun while it lasted.
A short time later I heard a soft knock on my door. I chuckled. He said what? I smiled and said you know you earned that kiss you wanted to steal. So when do I get it. He stepped quickly forward reaching one hand up and pulling my head closer. The gentle way he approached me was tender yet passionate. As he is kissing me my mind is satisfied that this could keep me happy for another 30 years. He stopped cradled my face and looked into my eyes. He said Dam I was right. He thanked me and walked away.
Five short minutes he was back. I warned him It would take a lot for me to sleep with him. I have a problem with the fact that he was one year older than my son. I told him getting involved will never happen. And I don’t do hit it and quit its. Been there done that. I told him I want passion. I want companionship. I want to make love not fuck. He hugged me tight and said I would love to wake up with you. Everything you don’t want is sex and leave. I don’t do leave.
He pulled me into his arms and kissed me again. Pressing his forehead against mine and said. As much as I want to make love to you. I’ll never push you. If you ask me to leave I will. If all you want is this I’ll take it. You’re worth waiting for. When you think you’re ready. Just hold my face kiss me and say I’m ready.
As he is speaking comprehension takes hold. I realize he means it. I’m setting the pace. It’s up to me. He has given me the one thing I needed most. Control of our sexual relationship. I don’t know which scares me more. Feeling passion and sexuality I thought was long gone. Or the knowledge that when I call he will come.
I’m fifty years old and I’m the one who has the problem with our age difference. He’s 32 my son is 28. Yet the age difference soars out the window when he is with me. He is the only man I’ve dated that has this effect on me. Not even my husband made me feel this special. I have no illusions about our relationship. No one approves or likes it. He’s been threatened by not only my son but all of his male friends. “You hurt mom your dead.” He just smiles and nods. He told me “I’m not going anywhere so they’ll have to get used to it.” All I think is Yes they will.
The raw sexual power he exudes is intoxicating. He gently probes, flicking his tongue like a snake testing the temperature. The gentle pressure increased and soon my passion ignites. I devour him as he does me. I just couldn’t get enough. When his hands began to explore me I shuddered with anticipation. I focused on only him only his strong touch. I wanted to drink it all in. I’ve felt so much pain. This I would love remembering. With passion inflamed we held each other. His erotic whispers brought me to a new level of excitement. I wanted more. I wanted him. As gentle as it began it stopped. All he said was soon babe. When your ready. “Hey that’s my line. He chuckled and said “not anymore.” We sat holding one another and talked about what just happened. I think he was as shocked at how fast we were both aroused. I knows about my past. An I know some of his. How can a man 32 have that much compassion and control. And why would he do it? We’ve know each other such a short time I tried to make him understand there is no future in this relationship.
But I still want to feel the strength in his body. I want to feel him in me. Bring me to a new level of awakening. As I hold and stroke him I watch how close to losing control he is. He grabs me and kisses me deeply. My turn he says. His hand are firm warm and experienced. As I sigh, I know how good he’ll be. I won’t have to teach him what to do. He is already doing it. My breasts feel heavy as he cups them. He pulls my nipple into his mouth and strokes his tongue across . He sucks hard gently bites me. Before he releases me. His other hand is stroking me. Massaging me. All I can think of is his mouth and his tongue stroking and biting me until I can’t take anymore. He moves lower. Finally I say. He smiles.
He gets up and pulls me to my feet. He kiss me again and walks to the door. He leaves without saying a word. Just a beautiful smile and eyes filled with passion look back at me. I can’t help but respond. I smile back. And lock the door. He has come back three times. If he comes back again. We will make love.
My Awakening Part 2
The next weekend, I see the brothers heading to the store. The smile on their face told me that they had been talking about something salacious. I said, “Hello.” My neighbor smiled and asked if I was ready for a real man. I shot him a go to hell look. Turned my attention back to the younger brother and said, Always. His eyebrow raised and the look on his face held a promise of more.
Later that night their was a soft knock on my door. I smiled, I had been waiting for that soft knock for the past three nights. I swear he knows women better than I do. He waited just long enough to peak my interest but not so long as to drive me away. I opened the door a crack and his beautiful smile was shining back. “Can I come in?” he asked. I didn’t say a word. I opened the door and instantly made the decision that I would take control. I wanted him and I was going to have him. He stood five eleven to my five three. His strong shoulders and tattooed arms were visible through his wife beater tank. Tight jeans hung low on his hips, and the belt boasted of his strength. He was wearing light brown steal toed work boots. I have always been a sucker for a strong construction worker. It thought of a man working hard, flexing his muscles and sweating in the sun. Aroused me. His head was bald and he had a full goatee. Very sexy. His tongue snaked out to wet his lips just before he smiled. “May I kiss you?” he asked. I stepped forward and reached up to cradle his head. He leaned down and devoured me. His piercing eyes were open. “Open your eyes baby,” he said. I opened my eyes as his tongue probed my mouth. I had never looked at a man with such passion.
His hand lightly grabbed my hair as he pulled my head back. I moaned and he grabbed my lower lip with his teeth and gently pulled. I moaned with him. His other strong arm slipped around my ample waist and pulled me closer. I could feel his full arousal. I moaned again. I pushed at his waist as I tried to reach down. He grabbed my hand and squeezed my wrist. He pulled my hand up to his chest and pressed my hand into his body. I grabbed at his shirt and pulled it down exposing more of his tan flesh. I licked his collar and nibbled at his chest. The taste was a salty mixture of sweat and musk cologne. His head went back as I heard a deep primal groan. He guided me to the couch. He sat down and pulled me to him. I was standing between his legs as he pushed up my shirt. He cupped both of my breasts and squeezed them together.
My ample breasts swelled with anticipation. I tried to reach around to unclasp my bra. Again he grabbed my hands and pulled them forward. He placed them on his shoulders and went back to worshiping my twin mounds. I squeezed his shoulders and pulled him closer. All I wanted was his mouth where his hands were. He pulled my bra down exposing my nipple and he flicked out his tongue. My now erect nipple begged for more. I held my breath as I watched him. His eyes were focused on me as he licked, nipped and sucked me in. My breath caught as I sucked in. Heat rising in my body pushed me forward as if by some unnatural force.
His hand grabbed for my leg as he pulled me forward and my legs spread to straddle him. He was leaning back and I moved forward placing each knee on the side of his hips. I refused to settle down. I wanted to feel him yet also wanted to delay the feel of his arousal. He groaned as he hugged me to him. Gently biting my breast as he tried to force me to connect. I finally gave in. I lowered down slowly and felt the bulge. I rubbed hard against him and the sigh we both groaned was in unison. Never had I wanted a man this much. I could feel the wetness grow between my legs as I moved my hips against him. He pulled me hard towards him as he lifted up and he turned me toward the coach. The move was so swift I didn’t even realize he was laying on top of me. God this felt good.
He pushed my shirt up and over my head and I raced to help him. My focus was on him. Only him. I pulled at his shirt and did the same. His now bare chest was facing me as I licked at his nipple. I gently pulled him in my mouth and another sigh escaped his lips. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his belt. I tore at the belt swiftly unbuckling it and made quick work of his zipper. Soon He was raising up to take of the jeans that were restricting his movement. In one swift move the pulled my pants off and I was laying their in my lace panties. He groaned were he saw the black lace. I was grabbing at the waist band to take them off. He stopped me and said “No.” He pushed my knee up towards my chest opening my legs to him. His full flat palm rubbed me. The feeling of his strong hand cupping me released a new wave of heat. He smiled, “Read for me already.” I grabbed his face and pulled him forward to kiss him. “I’m ready.”
He smiled and said me too. He hooked a finger around the waist of my black lace panties and slowly pulled them down. I was now fully open waiting for him to rock my world. He just looked. Then he slowly smiled and moved down on the couch and lowered his head. He kissed my thighs, licked my hip and nibbled at my mound. I raised up encouraging him to move closer. He just pushed me back down. He looked at me. Staring me in the eye as his tongue snaked out and flicked. He grazed my clitoris. I arched my back. Never have I been so aroused by a man. His eyes are so intent as he stares at me. His lips curled in a slight smile as he works his magic.
He softly licks around my labia refusing to dip his tongue farther. This simple teasing is working. I am moaning with joy. I want more and he knows it. He takes is strong hard hands and spreads me apart. “Now, babe now!” I say. He groans and complies. He inserts a finger testing me. I’m ready for him yet he won’t give me what I really want. I want his hard hot cock deep inside me. I arch up and he chuckles. Soon one hand is playing with my breast. Pinching my nipple slightly. How he knows just what to do escapes me as a new wave of excitement courses through my veins. He sucks at my clit. applying just the right amount of pressure. I’m so close to climaxing. I moan with pleasure. “Soon baby soon” he says. I try to reach for him to guide him to me. But he raises up. “No baby I’m too close.” he says.
How much more can I take. I reach up and take his head in my hands and stare at him. I slowly move toward his eager lips. I kiss him deeply. Slowly dipping my tongue in and out. The taste is sweet. It tastes of me and somehow I am loving the feeling it is giving me. I flick my tongue onto the roof of his mouth and he forces me down into the couch. He raises up and positions himself over me.
Part 3 coming soon!