Online dating with a difference - Part 3

Carol and I headed out of the pub before we got thrown out. We made straight for the taxi rank.

“My pussy is soaking,” Carol informed me.

“I’m not surprised, you really went for it, you wanted people to look at you.”

“I had no idea it would turn me on so much.” She replied “I’ve always had fantasies about exhibitionism but that was intense. A few months ago I flashed my tits at a delivery driver when my bathrobe accidentally fell open, nobody has ever seen my pussy.”

“I just did it on instinct, it wasn’t planned or intentional,” I replied

“When we get in the cab I want you to see if you can work out a way of fingering me without the driver knowing.” Carol’s words were delivered assertively and confidently.

“I’m going to have a problem hiding my boner,” I said

“Backpack, on your lap.” Carol had an answer for everything.

We got a cab almost immediately and Carol intentionally struggled to get into her seat. I was able to get by hand under her dress but as far as the driver could make out I was just choosing to sit next to her in the middle seat. I couldn’t reach her clit but I could slide a finger into her pussy entrance. Carol gave the driver an address on the border between Tooting and Wimbledon.

How Carol managed to stay quiet was amazing. Although I was limited in what I could do,  her pussy was indeed soaking. I attempted to reach her bum hole with my thumb but in this constrained position it wasn’t possible.

We got to a modern block in less than ten minutes and we extracted ourselves without alerting the driver to what we had been doing.

“As soon as we get through that door I’m going to need you to suck my cock. I stated

“I live on the top floor.” She replied, “It might be an idea to wait?”

We both laughed. It didn’t take us long to climb the stairs. As soon as we were through her door I realised that I needed the loo. We had left the pub in a hurry.

“Can I use your loo?” I asked Carol, 

“Straight through, there,” Carol said, pointing me to the ensuite of her bedroom.

I used the loo and in anticipation of a good blow job, I washed my cock thoroughly. As I was walking back through her bedroom I saw a large glass dildo on her bedside cabinet. I picked it up.

“What is this?” I asked as soon as I got back to the main room.

“Plan B,” Carol replied without a seconds hesitation. “Plan A was the lingerie.”

“Fuck yourself with it now, I want to watch.” My voice sounded confident, in charge.

Carol took off her coat and dress, she was naked underneath. She came over to me kissed me, and took the dildo from me.  She then sat on her sofa, spread her legs very wide and inserted the dildo into her pussy. She was soaking wet and it encountered no resistance.

Carol fucked herself lewdly and unashamedly. Vigorously pushing the dildo into her pussy while contently maintaining eye contact. I stripped off and stood naked in front of her. My cock was hard and I began masturbating. I wanted to cum all over her, spray her with fresh spunk. Carol came first and she carefully removed the dildo from her glistening pussy. I shot two loads that landed on her chest. Carol dabbed the biggest pool with her fingers and then licked them clean. As she had done before she then lent forward and took my cock into her mouth, and cleaned any residual cum from the head.

I sat next to her on the sofa and kissed her passionately, she responded with equal fervor. We had not even been together for twenty-four hours but we were comfortable with one another and clearly on the same wavelength as regards sex. 

Again without getting dressed Carol made us both tea and we sat and enjoyed it naked. I told her about the break up of my marriage how my wife had lost all interest in sex, in fact, lost all interest in anything except her phone and her failing business. Carol told me that her husband just went off her sexually and seemed to prefer porn. At least until he began chasing blonde Eastern European women half his age.

We cuddled and I took the opportunity to nuzzle her nipple. We began kissing again and both quickly became aroused again.  Carol got up and asked me to stretch out on the sofa. I did as she requested. She then lay onto of me and took my cock into her mouth. At the same time, I was presented with a stunning view of her pussy right in my face. I began licking her enthusiastically. I had never persuaded my wife to try the 69 position and with the couple of women, I had persuaded it never really delivered. With Carol there was no question, her lips and mouth were doing wonderful things to my cock.

“Let's carry on in the bedroom,” Carol instructed. The big blind on that window is jammed and I’ve not got it fixed. “I don’t mind the young guy opposite seeing my tits when I flash him but I don’t want him watching me fuck. Besides I want to be on top.”

We split apart and headed for her bedroom. She led the way and I admired her bum. My cock was next, rock hard and ready for action. Carol stripped back the duvet, I lay down and she straddled me. She took my whole length in the first time and I felt her pussy envelop me. Carol began fucking me and I watched her tits bounce all over the place. I was about to start rubbing her clit with the flat of my thumb when I had another idea.

I reached behind her and found her bum hole. I started working my finger in.

“Stop,” instructed Carol.

“Sorry,” I said rather sheepishly.

“No it is OK, in that drawer you will find a bottle of lube”  Carol pointed to the bedside cabinet whilst still fucking me. “Put some on your finger and plenty in my arse and put your finger back in.”

I did as I was instructed. With the lube, my finger slid in easily.

“Now try and get in synch with me.”  She said pushing her pussy down on my cock.

I was able to achieve this and Carol began panting and grunting.

“God that feels good. Oh, Christ, I’m going to cum, this is a big one. Sorry I can’t wait for you.”

Carol collapsed on my chest breathing hard. I pulled my finger out of her bum. My cock was still in her but in this position, there was little I could do.

“I know this is selfish, but right now, this moment there is something I really want to try.”

“OK,” I answered.

She got up turned over and stuck her bum in the air.

“Making sure you use plenty of lube I want to see if I can take that dildo in my arse.

I need you to be very careful and stop if I tell you.”

“Are you sure?”  I asked somewhat hesitantly.

“Yes I’ve wanted to try it for a long time and I’ve never been so turned on in my life. Besides, I have you and I trust you.”

I went next door to retrieve the dildo. When I returned Carol was on her knees with her bum in the air.  I got the lube and applied a generous amount to her bum.

“I’m going to open you up a bit with my thumb, which is bigger than my finger. Why don’t you finger your pussy, it might help.”

“Good idea,” Carol replied as she began masturbating.

My well-lubed thumb slid into Carol’s arse easily and I began rotating it and pushing it in and out at the same time.

“That feels good, I’m ready.” Carol’s voice was calm and confident.

Lubing the dildo generously I put the tip at the entrance to Carol’s bum and withdrew my thumb.

“Do it.” She said, this time her voice was an instruction.

I began pushing the dildo in very gently and very slowly.

“Further, I can take more. It is colder than your thumb but  I am OK so far.”

I just kept pushing, little by little Carols arse opened up and she had the glass dildo buried deep in her. Without warning she came again and grunted loudly.

My cock was pointing skywards and straining. I got behind Carol and pushed it into her pussy. I began fucking her energetically. I could feel the dildo in her arse.

“Put a little more lube in me and then try moving it,”  Carol told me.

I did as she requested and began to extract the dildo before pushing it back in again.

Carol was comfortable with what I did. So I repeated it. I drizzled even more lube into her arse and tentatively began fucking her with the dildo, while also fucking her pussy with my cock. 

I felt my balls tighten, I sensed I was going to cum and it was going to be a big one.

I pulled out of her pussy and sprayed her round bum cheeks with fresh cum.

“Take it out of me and thank you. You have no idea how long I have wanted to try that.”  Carol turned over and wrapped her arms around me. She kissed me deeply.

“And next time, if you want, you can fuck me in my arse.” Carol kissed me again and we collapsed into her pillows. Sleep came easily.

We woke from our deep slumber about ninety minutes later. Because it was March in London it was already dark, it was still raining.

“How are you feeling?” I asked Carol tentatively.

“I’m a little sore, but I expected to be, thank you for agreeing to do it and for being so gentle. It is something I have wanted to try for a long time, and as I said I can’t ever remember being so turned on.” 

“Why don’t you have a bath and soak in some oils, then we will decide what we are going to do. There is no food at my house so I will have to do some shopping.”

“Ditto here, my plan for Friday was to either hit it off with that Michael or come back here and give myself a good seeing to with that.” She said pointing at the dildo lying beside us on her bed. “After that, I was going to do my shopping and laundry, turns out I have got neither done.” She reached for my cock and gave it a squeeze. 

I started to run Carol’s bath and we agreed to split up for a while and call each other when we had a plan. 

I let myself out of Carol’s flat and jumped on a bus, it took me to the end of my road.

I got home showered, started some laundry, changed my bed and made a shopping list.

A few hours later with my kitchen now re-stocked and the house looking pretty good, I gave Carol a call. Neither of us felt like going out again but equally, we didn’t want to wake up alone. I offered to make risotto and started chilling a decent bottle of wine. Carol said she would head over and that she might bring her work clothes and briefcase for Monday morning. She left me with a very clear hint that not only was she planning on staying with me tonight but that she may be in my bed at the start of next week. 

Carol arrived about an hour later by cab, she had a suitcase, a briefcase, and a suit carrier.  I made some space in the wardrobe for her hanging clothes and then cleared a couple of drawers in the dresser. I watched as Carol unpacked some fairly risqué lingerie. 

“No need to be boring at our age.” She said smiling seductively. 

We enjoyed a dinner together and I was able to feast my eyes on her magnificent breasts that were clearly visible beneath the black blouse she was wearing. As I went to the fridge to replenish our wine I walked back slowly, making sure that Carol could see that I was semi-erect. She noticed and licked her lips. 

We chatted and listened to some music and finished the wine. It turned out that we had both been very busy at work and were both owed quite a bit of holiday. We were kissing and cuddling and flirting it was great I had known Carol for precisely twenty-four hours, but I could confidently say that I had just had the best sex of my life.

We decided that we were onto something and that there was a mutual attraction between us. We obviously like fucking each other, but when we weren’t doing that conversation was easy. We discovered we had similar tastes in music and liked the same authors.

Without breaking the bank we went online and booked a holiday together in the Canary Islands. We chose one of the less well-known ones and a resort that didn’t offer a huge amount of entertainment. We both knew that we would be more than capable of providing our own. 

Despite our nap earlier in the afternoon we both began to feel very sleepy and retired to my bed around eleven. We both came to bed naked but didn’t fuck. Carol asked me to watch her masturbate. She didn’t use any toys or put her fingers in her pussy instead she climaxed from rubbing her clit. She asked me if there was anything I would like. I asked her to suck me off and allow me to cum in her mouth. Carol didn’t disappoint.

To be continued? (possibly)