As Shelly stood in front of her mirror drying her hair, she stared at her own reflection thinking to herself, "I do still have my shape, but maybe a little toning up will help." She reached for her sleeping pills and swallowed one with a drink of water, setting the glass back down she ran her hands over her breasts and stomach and down to her freshly trimmed pussy, "I don't know why I bother with grooming anymore, it's not like there is anyone to appreciate it." Reaching into a drawer she pulled out the shirt she likes to sleep in, pulling it over her head she noticed a movement in the mirror from the window of Paul's house, turning she looked toward the window, "I guess Paul likes the fresh air as well," she thought. Walking around the bed Shelly bent down to fluff her pillows a bit and to roll the comforter down, choosing to sleep with just a sheet.
Watching Shelly as she bent forward over the bed, her beautiful bare ass pointing right at him, Paul shot his second load of the night.
Shelly crawled into bed and pulled the sheet over her, letting her body relax and the sleeping pill take over.
Paul continued to watch for 2 hours as Shelly fell asleep.
This went on for the next 3 days and nights, days Paul would be over at Shelly's house helping her arrange furniture, nights he would watch her as she showered, took her pill and slept. Paul noted that the pills seemed to take effect rather quickly, most nights within an hour of getting into bed Shelly seemed to be fast asleep.
On the fourth night, about an hour or so after Shelly had fallen asleep Paul herd her phone ring, watching intently he noticed that she did not stir at all, even though the phone was right next to her bed. "She did say those pills made her sleep pretty heavily," Paul remembered.
Paul continued to watch her for the next hour, then just as he was about to call it a night and go to bed himself, she rolled over onto her stomach, as she rolled the sheet moved with her and exposed part of her ass. Paul's mind went a little wild at seeing her bared round ass again, he quickly took off his robe and put on a pair of shorts and t-shirt. Not really knowing what he was doing, Paul picked up the keys to her house, walked over and let himself in.
Standing in the dining room, the thought, "what am I doing, this is wrong." But he was no longer in control of himself, he had to see Shelly's naked body up close, "yes," he told himself, "I will just look in on her, make sure she is alright."
Walking down the hall he could see the glow from her night light, walking quietly into her room he stood over her bed gazing down at the perfect roundness of her ass. He whispered her name a couple times to see if she would stir, nothing at all, she was sound asleep.
Paul reached with a shaking hand until his fingers touched her ass, stopping, he watched, still no movement. Paul placed his hand on her butt cheek, nice he thought, round, yet firm and so smooth. He began caressing her ass, always watching for movement from her. Feeling bolder Paul leaned down and placed a light kiss on her butt cheek, inhaling the sweet smell of her body. Paul slowly let his tongue lick between her ass cheeks, while he reached lower with his hand to her pussy, letting his finger slip between the lips. At this Shelly moaned very lightly and her legs parted slightly. Paul stopped and waited to see if he had woken her. Realizing that her breathing had not changed and that she was still sound asleep but her body was reacting, he continued his movement. His finger was sliding up and down inside of her pussy lips, he could feel her getting moist and hear occasional soft moans from her.
As Shelly became more wet from his finger play Paul got more bold, slipping his finger slowly into her pussy he began to gently fuck her with it, at the same time he was beginning to lick her tight asshole, pushing his tongue into her. He continues finger fucking her pussy while his tongue fucked her ass, her body reacting in its sleep by pushing back into him slightly. All of a sudden he felt it, he began to cum in his pants, just by touching Shelly's body he had his own orgasm, as he came, his tongue went deep into her ass, he felt a muscle twitch as he had his face buried between her ass cheeks, then he felt her wetness coat his hand as Shelly groaned lightly.
"Wow," he thought, "I think she just came in her sleep."
Paul removed his hand and tongue from her holes, lifting his fingers to his mouth he tasted the sweet juices from her pussy, savoring the taste and aroma. Pulling her comforter from the foot of the bed, he covered her body and headed back home.
For the next 3 nights Paul waited for Shelly to fall asleep then made his way into her bedroom, depending on the position she slept in he was able to enjoy the flavors of all of her body. On night 3, as he was staring down at her once again exposed ass, he decided to push things farther, after he had tongues her ass hole for a while, and two fingers in her pussy, he stopped, stood and removed his pants, climbing on the bed very gently he straddled her ass and let his hard dick slide between her cheeks, rubbing his dick down over her pussy he let her juices mingle with the saliva that he had already left on her ass hole. Slowly he let the head of his dick rest on the tiny opening of her ass, knowing that he was going way to far this time, he slowly pushed down, feeling the head of his dick force open her asshole, "god she is tight", Paul thought as he pushed slowly. When he had the head fully imbedded in her ass he felt her muscles relax and he slid all the way inside, at this point Shelly set out a groan, Paul began to slowly pump her ass, the feeling was incredible, he had never fucked a woman's ass before, and Shelly had by far the most perfect ass he could imagine. Feeling the buildup of his orgasm Paul knew he should pull out and shot his load on a towel or his pants, but the feeling was just to incredible, Paul took a few more strokes and buried himself fully into her ass and unloaded. As his orgasm subsided and his dick began to slide out of the warm tight hole, Paul was thinking, "now I've done it, no way to hide this." His dick slipped completely out of Shelly's ass and he saw the beginnings of his cum trickle out. Climbing off of her, Paul went to the bathroom and grabbed the wash cloth from the shower, rinsing it in warm water he returned to her and tried to clean up the mess he had made. Paul put his pants back on and covered her nakedness again with the comforter that was folded at the foot of the bed. Took another look at Shelly and went back home.
The next morning, Paul feeling a bit worried and nervous knocked on Shelly's door, holding a box of doughnuts and some fresh coffee from the local shop he said, "good morning little lady, how about some breakfast before we move more furniture?'
"That would be lovely," Shelly replied, "you sure know how to treat a girl special."
Hearing those words, Paul blushed a bit, and stammered, "well it's been a long time since I had anyone to treat special."
Shelly smiled as they sat to drink coffee and eat the doughnuts. "So Paul," she said, "is there a lady friend in your life?"
"Oh god no," Paul replied very quickly, "I'm 57 years old, I doubt that I have much left to offer any lady."
"Oh, I wouldn't say that," Shelly said grinning, "you seem to be holding your own pretty well."
Paul choked on the doughnut he was eating as he heard that, then knocked over his coffee, reaching for some napkins he tried to clean up the spill.
"Let me get that Paul," Shelly said with a laugh, "sometimes it is better to let others clean up after you."
Paul's face was turning a bright red as Shelly came over with a damp towel and started cleaning the coffee spill.
"Don't worry Paul," Shelly said, "it's just a little wetness, easily cleaned."
"Well," Paul stammered, "are we ready to finish putting things in place around here?"
"Yep, I have only a couple of place left to fill." Shelly said with a wink.
They finished moving the furniture around at about 3pm.
"Well little lady, looks pretty good, are you satisfied with it?" Paul asked.
"Very satisfied," Shelly whispered, "very satisfied."
"How about I take you out for an early dinner to celebrate the final touches being completed?" Paul asked her.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea, let me change into something a little more p
resentable," she said, adding, "I certainly hope all the touches aren't final yet." Turning, Shelly headed to her room to change, leaving Paul standing there wondering.
As they sat eating, Shelly looked into Paul's eyes and said, "I really want to thank you for everything you have done for me this last week, you have truly been amazing."
Reaching for her hands, Paul said, "Little lady, it has been my pleasure."
"And mine," Shelly whispered grasping Paul's hands as she stared deep into his eyes.
Pulling into Shelly's driveway, Paul stopped his car and went around to open her door. As Shelly stood, she leaned over and kissed Paul lightly on the lips, then said, "Paul, when you come over tonight, bring the panties with you and you can see how the full ensemble looks together."
"um, well, I, um," Paul stuttered, trying to formulate his thoughts and words, "how did you know, or when, I though you said your pills knocked you out?"
"Paul, I haven't taken any sleeping pills since the first night you came over, I had to think about how my comforter ended up unfolded and over me, I never use it," Shelly told him.
"Um, oh god, Shelly I am sorry, can you forgive me?" Paul stammered.
"Really Paul, there is nothing to forgive you for, after your first visit and my confused state when I woke, I started putting things together," Shelly told him, " thought I saw you watching me that night, and I noticed my panties missing right away. I must say, I have never in my live felt such tenderness and love from a man as I did from you. Though I was there for your pleasure, you never once denied my pleasure. I will admit to being just a little nervous last night, no man has ever entered my ass, let alone loved it like you seem to. I wasn't sure if I could go through with my fake sleep, but you were so tender, so gentle, and when you came inside of me, I cried tears of pure joy."
When Shelly finished speaking, Paul was without words, all he could do was to reach for her, take her in his arms and kiss her tender lips passionately.
As they broke their kiss, Shelly looked at Paul and pleaded, "please, stay with me tonight, let's explore and discover each other completely, I want to really know what it feels like to be loved by a man."
Paul went to his house and retrieved the panties and came back to Shelly's house.
So begins a new chapter in both their lives, stay tuned there will be more to come.
The End.
Hallowe'en Party
You arrive home and find a flyer on your door. It's advertising a Hallowe'en party in the next town. You start to toss it into the trash. After all, you don't have time for such things as parties. Besides, you probably wouldn't know anyone there. But something on the flyer gets your attention before you can throw it out. It says "Adult Hallowe'en Costume Party." It occurs to you that it's been a long time since you've spent any amount of time with just adult company, so you hang on to the flyer. It's a week away, so you have time to make up your mind.
You spend your days dealing with children from infant to teens. Adult conversation and interaction is something that's severely lacking in your day to day life. You go through the next few days as usual, but the party keeps popping into your mind. You even go so far as to consider possible costumes you could put together. You're still sure that there's no chance that you could get away for the evening. You have too many responsibilities. But you can't stop thinking about the party.
Finally, it's Saturday and tonight's the party that's been nagging you all week. You decide that you deserve an evening out. You can go to the party, maybe meet a new friend or two, and go home. Not a big deal. And you've earned some 'me' time for a change. Now, to figure out which costume idea would work best. You're sure that you won't know anyone there, so you decide to get just a little daring. Nothing too risque, but something that lets you let your hair down a bit. You decide on an Elvira costume. You put on a push-up bra which presses your breasts up and together, providing plenty of cleavage without showing too much. Just enough to be noticed. You put on a long black dress that fits your curves and accentuates that you're definitely female. Then, to add to the feeling, you decide on a garter and hose rather than pantyhose. It's going to be only adults, after all. Then, on a last minute impulse, you decide to leave your panties off. It's completely out of character for you but you're the only one who'll know and it just feels sexy to have such a secret. You're wearing a long, flowing dress so there's not even a chance of someone seeing your knees, let alone anything that might be missing from up higher. The last touch is, of course, a long black wig. Then you put on your makeup. Chances are nobody would recognize you, anyway.
Even after you've dressed, you are uncertain if you really want to go to the party. But after putting on the Elvira look, you decide that you can't waste it now. So you head out the door and to the next town. You know exactly where it's going to be because over the past week you've driven past it a couple of times just out of curiosity while you were on your regular errands. Deliberately, you leave home so that you will arrive about an hour after the party starts. That way, if you notice there are no cars there yet, you don't have to stop. You're surprised to find that there are a couple of dozen cars already parked when you arrive. You're still nervous about going to a party where you don't know anyone, but you decide to park anyway. You sit in your car for a few minutes asking yourself "What am i doing? I don't have time to go to a party." But, you're here. You're dressed in costume. Tonight, you are Elvira, Mistress of the Dark. You go up to the door.
It's an unusually warm night for late October and the front door is open so you go on in. You're immediately greeted by a woman dressed as Jeannie from the TV show "I Dream of Jeannie." The second thing that you notice is that her top is virtually sheer. You get a glimpse of her nipples standing out as she welcomes you to her party. She introduces herself as Julie and tells you to come on in and enjoy yourself. She offers you a drink and you ask for just a soda for now. She leads you to the kitchen and hands you a glass of soda.
There are a few people standing around the kitchen, all in costume. One is dressed as a nurse, in a very short outfit and showing lots of cleavage. There's a man dressed as Zorro with his shirt unbuttoned almost to his waist and showing that he obviously works out and keeps himself in shape. For just a moment, you're tempted to just reach over and run your hand down his muscled chest. The other person, another woman, is in a pirate costume. She's wearing short shorts and a halter tied up under her obviously plentiful breasts. She reaches out and touches your arm while expressing how much she loves your costume.
It's just dawned on you that what you thought was simply a party for grownups is literally an "adult" party. This gives you two distinct feelings: One, you're a bit nervous having never been in this type of environment before. Two, you feel an unusual tingle low in your body as you realize exactly what might be going on in other rooms of this house. You consider just leaving, but decide to stay and satisfy a bit of curiosity. You've heard of adult themed parties before but had never been brave enough to actually attend one. You're here, so you might as well look around. You can just see what it's like without having to participate in anything at all. The three people in the kitchen all told you their names, but you were too distracted to catch what they were. And you didn't notice that Julie had just introduced you as Elvira, since you hadn't given your name. That seems just fine to you. You can just be known as Elvira for the night.
As you enter the living room, you notice that there's a crowd around the center of the room. You also notice that most of the costumes don't cover up much at all. Most of the women are either in very short skirts or simply in lingerie. The men are equally attired in revealing and sexy outfits such as a Scotsman in a kilt, Tarzan in just a loin cloth, and a Spiderman whose costume leaves very little to the imagination. As you get closer, you see what everyone is looking at: There's a couple in the middle of the room and she is stroking him as she's running her tongue along his hard shaft. This completely surprises you. You're embarrassed, but also fascinated that thi
s could actually be happening in front of you. You've never thought of yourself as a voyeur, but you can't pull your eyes from the show in front of you. You find that your body is reacting to the view. And you look at the others around you, wondering what they're thinking. The thought crosses your mind "Do they know what I'm feeling?" You notice that no one is looking at you, they're mostly enjoying the show. You do notice that one couple is standing with the woman in front of the man and that he has his arms around her and is openly fondling her breasts. It's obvious that he's rubbing himself against her barely covered ass. Neither seems to care that they're in a group of people and that some, at least, don't even know them. Then you realize that might be why they're not concerned about it. Perhaps, like you, no one at the party knows them.
You go back to watching the couple in the middle of the room. She's continuing, now taking him into her mouth. She's in a costume as Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. Her skirt reaches almost to her knees, but as she leans over the man sitting in front of her, the skirt lifts in the back. It looks like she might even be raising her ass higher than necessary just so that it will raise her skirt. She seems to be enjoying knowing that she's being watched as much as she is enjoying what she's doing to the man.
As the couple continues, a man moves out from the crowd toward them. He stands behind "Dorothy" and raises her skirt up over her back, completely exposing her to the audience. She obviously doesn't mind as he starts caressing her ass with his hand. In fact, as his hand moves toward the top of her thighs, she spreads her legs slightly. He reaches down between her legs and you have a full view of him running his fingers along her wet lips. She spreads her legs further as he inserts a finger inside of her. Again, none of the participants seem to care that they're being watched.
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