First Time And The Old Man I Sucked

First Time And The Old Man I Sucked

It was a cold winter night, and I was walking home from school. I had been out late with some friends, and I was feeling a bit restless. I had been out for a few drinks and wanted some excitement. As I walked, I noticed an old man standing near the entrance of an alley. He was wearing a long overcoat and had a pouch in his hand. He smiled at me when I passed and said, “Hello, young lady. Would you like to come inside for a bit of fun?”

I was taken aback by his forwardness and initially, I said no. But then, I thought to myself, why not? This could be an exciting experience, and I was already feeling a bit daring. I nodded my head and followed him into the alley.

Once inside, he moved to the side and revealed a door that led into an old, dark building. He opened the door and gestured for me to enter. I stepped in, and he shut the door behind us. I was in a large room with several chairs, a bed, and a few other pieces of furniture. The old man motioned for me to sit on one of the chairs, and he sat on the bed.

He asked, “So, what brings you here?”

I told him that I wanted to experience something new, something exciting. He smiled and said, “Well, then, let’s get started.”

He began undressing me, first taking off my coat and then my shirt. His hands felt rough against my skin, but I was aroused by his touch. He began kissing my neck and caressing my breasts. His lips felt amazing, and I soon found myself moaning with pleasure. His hands moved lower, and I felt his fingers inside me. I gasped with pleasure, and my body shook with anticipation.

He then took off his clothes and moved on top of me. His body was old and wrinkled, but I didn’t care. All I could focus on was the passion and pleasure I was feeling. We moved together in a beautiful rhythm and soon, I was nearing the edge. He reached down and grabbed my head, pushing my face into his crotch. I opened my mouth and began sucking, feeling him grow harder with every movement of my tongue.

He moaned with pleasure and soon, he climaxed in my mouth. I felt his cum fill my mouth and I swallowed it, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over me. Afterwards, we lay in bed together and talked for a while. He told me stories of his life and I felt like I had known him for years.

Finally, he looked at the clock and said, “It’s getting late, I should get going.” I thanked him for the experience and walked him to the door. I watched as he walked away and I felt a strange sense of loss as he disappeared into the darkness.

The experience left me changed, and I no longer felt as restless as I had before. I walked home with a newfound appreciation for life, an appreciation for the pleasure that life can bring. I knew I had taken a risk by following the old man into an alley, but it had been worth it. I had experienced something new and exciting, and I would never forget the old man I had sucked.