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So, I’m still processing this. I can’t believe we did this. I’m torn in half over it. One half of me loves it and thinks it is s***. The other half of me thinks it is just wrong. Before I tell you what happened let me tell you my best days are long behind me. I’m no spring chicken. A friend of ours was over after the new year for the holidays and believe me he’s no looker and he’s over weight. We usually get together with him and his wife about 4 or 5 times a year for dinner. This time it was just him. Well, there was alcohol, there was flirting and there was daring. One thing lead to another and I was giving our friend oral s** in front of my husband. Believe me it wasn’t like a hot scene in a p*** movie either.
It was fun. It was exciting. My husband tells me it was hot to be able to see me in action from a third party point of view. I’m disinclined to do it again but my husband is hinting at it. I guess we’ll have to see.

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When I was younger, about 16, I was insatiable and as a result of having my first anonymous hookup with another kid that was 16 (off omegle of all things) I sought to have more.
In this effort I downloaded Grindr and lied about being 18, eventually finding someone who hosted an anon darkroom not even 5 minutes away and who was more than happy leaving their door unlocked and a** ready. After I was invited over and tentatively entered their place I immediately set about u*********, going to nothing in a minute and slowly started up the steps to his room. Once in his room I was approached in the dark by him – a 30-something yr old man who was equally as naked but twice my size – and he reached down and started to blow me once he settled on his knees. Within minutes once I was sufficiently erect I prodded him onto the bed and had him bend over, eventually sliding in without any additional lubrication and begun to – at the age of 16 – f*** this older mans a**. I went for about 20 minutes by my estimation and slowly over the course of the f****** went from doggy, to sideways to having him lie fully down whilst I went to town on him.
Eventually I finished in him and got up and left. Once home I gushed to him about how much fun it was and how I appreciated him taking a chance with me, with some more conversation eventually leading to my age being revealed and – to my own surprise – him revealing that he’d prefer it if we kept going in spite of it. I’d meet him continuously, probably once to 3 times a month or even multiple times in the same week until I moved away at 18. I never saw his face but I remember being inside him so vividly.