Date: 10/22/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: angieseroticpen, Source: LushStories
Crystal turned around after closing the bedroom door and walked slowly towards the bed; she wore a tight fitting lemon top with a deep yellow frilly edging and nothing else. Sitting on the edge of her bed was a man forty years her senior and, apart from a look of wonderment, wore nothing else either. His eyes were focused on one thing and one thing only, Crystal’s naked mound. Her eyes were also focused on one thing and one thing only, his erection. It stood strong and firm, reaching way past his belly button. It surprised her; it always did. She had always thought that men of his age had difficulty in getting an erection; not Arthur. His stood to attention proudly in her presence. She came to a halt directly in front of him. Arthur shook slightly. He always did when seeing her in this state. Sometimes she feared for him, he was sixty five, and she wondered if the sight of her nakedness was too much for his heart. But Arthur was a fit man, he enjoyed walking and it kept him strong and healthy. “May I?” he asked as he reached out with his shaky hand. She smiled. She loved his polite, gentlemanly ways. “Of course you can.” His fingers stretched out and his fingertips alighted gently on her mound. “You’re so beautiful,” he said softly. “You have the most beautiful vulva I have ever seen.” Crystal smiled again. She loved his old fashioned terminology. Arthur still had his good looks and a twinkle in his eye. She imagined that he would have been very handsome in his younger years ... and would have encountered many vulvas. The younger men that she had encountered in her life had paid scant attention to hers. Even Alan, her husband, had never treated it the way that Arthur did. He worshipped it. Crystal liked that. She stood still allowing his finger tips to explore the flesh of her mound. He was gentle and respectful. Most men would push their fingers between her labia lips and rush to find her entrance, not Arthur. He took his time. “May I?” he asked as his fingers came to halt on the edge of her puffy lips. “Of course you can.” His fingers still shook as they slid up and down between her very warm lips. She could feel her own wetness now. “You’re getting rather bristly again. Has Alan been neglectful?” Crystal nodded. She was getting quite aroused now. “I could... “ “That would be very kind of you,” she interrupted with slight quiver in her voice. “If, it’s not too much trouble, that is?” He shook his head. “My sweet, it would never be too much trouble to do that for you.” “You know where everything is, don’t you?” Arthur nodded as he stood up. His erection touched her tummy in the process, and she felt the wetness of its tip. There was a moment of hesitancy as they stood close together. Most men would have grabbed her and pushed her back on the bed; Alan certainly would have, but Arthur was different. His hands did gently take hold of her arms, but it was only to move her aside. He was a gentleman and would never force himself upon her. She watched him ...