……The taste of he cherry chapstick. Not really, He didn’t have cherry chapstick. That is just the line of the Katy Perry song. It stuck in my mind.

 I fucked a boy, and I liked it! Damn it felt good. Technically, he was not a boy. He is 31. Obviously, he is younger than me. I will be 56 next month.

I won’t make light of this occasion with all respect for him. He was awesome. This was not intended to be a “boyfriend” situation. It was clearly in both of our minds a complete “hook-up.”

But damn it was fun! I have gotten into wearing jock straps. I’m single. Kerry is no longer her to answer to and accuse me of anything should I want to change things up. I wear them every day and I have bought some fun, colorful ones. Anyway,

I brought him into my bedroom, and we stripped down to our underwear. He had blue cute undies on and I had one of my new jockstraps. Right off the bat, I could tell that having sex with him was going to be a totally different and better experience than having sex with Josh.

This was in no way boring. We kissed. Damn he is a good kisser. We were both aggressive as we kissed each other. You could feel the force in his kiss. I remember liking that type of kiss when I was young and dating before meeting Kerry. I was completely hard just with this brush of his lips and the feel of his tongue in my mouth. OMG, I wanted to keep kissing him.

We both have beards, so we were rubbing each other’s faces with our whiskers, and it felt awesome. The touch of those hairs against my check, my neck, and my shoulders felt amazing.

There was so much foreplay and talking (I love that.) Josh would barely talk and there was definitely no moaning or sounds of any type. There was a lot of noise. And it was pure heaven. It wasn’t loud or obnoxious. It was pure, guttural pleasure noises. It was beautiful.

I noticed him playing with his nipples and I asked if that turned him on. He said yes, so I helped him out. I started gently pinching, sucking, kissing, and slightly biting his nipples. His body arched in pleasure reaching my pelvis and our hard cocks making contact. FUCK ME.

I was on top, and I slowly moved down his body and took of his blue boxer shorts. His cock was beautiful and ripe to be taken. He was a mouthful for sure and he tasted so good. He moved with the motion of my head going up and down. Moaning. Talking. Telling me what to do. LOVED IT.

I fondled his hole and he gasped with pleasure. Refreshing. God I wanted inside him. And soon it was time. I grabbed the lube from my dresser. I fingered him to open him up. (Not that I am huge or anything, but I like the inside feel of a man’s ass.) I entered. He sucked in his breath. I made my way in slowly at his request.

This is the part I think I loved the most. We locked eyes. I continued to stare at him. I knew my eyes were intense, staring into his. Watching his every facial expression as I continued pushed into him. He finally noticed and I could see his expressions change. They were more intense. They were more focused. I loved every minute of it as we started pumping to a beautiful rhythm, we each felt. There was no pounding and screaming. There was a deep, consistent rhythm and it was awesome.

Then he flipped me and did the same to me. WOW.

Now I have to stop here for a brief explanation. I have only been fucked once since Kerry left and that was Josh. He’s not big and there was no intensity. It felt decent. But this guy felt amazing. I felt every inch of him and his rhythmic thrusts. I could feel the power. It was not an aggressive power, it was pure manpower. If that makes sense. It felt so good. I grabbed his hips and kept pulling him in. FUCK ME! And I moaned with pure, unadultered pleasure.

He wanted me to fuck him again and I obliged. We rode me for a bit, then he jumped off and said he wanted me on top again. Perfect. I love that position more that I like someone riding me as we all know now. We got right back into the rhythm as I grabbed his ankles and increased the intensity. He was moaning and pretty soon he came. Thick ropes of cum on his stomach as I bred him.

Now that is sex. Pure sex. Amazing sex. We kissed and cleaned up. He ended up leaving. But he will be back. I was exhausted after it was over. I could have literally curled up on the couch and gone to sleep. That was how great of a workout it was. Heaven. I had a smile on my face the rest of the evening.

Wow, I didn’t mean to write a porn scene. LOL. I just wanted to describe this amazing occasion with an awesome guy. WOW is the best way to describe it. I hope to have more like this. 