Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Abigail's Secret Pt 3

I pressed gently, feeling the outline of her labia, feeling the material become damp under my touch and a roaring surge of sexual adrenaline coursed through me and I pressed my hand harder into her pussy and kissed her and tongued her mouth and my arousal passed all previous bounds.

We broke off the kiss at the same time and looked at each other from eight inches away, both of us breathing harder, mouths half-open, eyes dilated with emotion.

'Shall we go upstairs?'

It was Abigail who had spoken.

'Yes, please,' I managed to choke out. Then we were standing up and going up the stairs and into my bedroom at the front of the house and Abigail was in my arms again and we were kissing and holding and stroking in a frenzy of arousal. Finding the zipper on Abigail's dress I pulled it down to the small of her back and she let it fall to the floor and stepped out of it. It was dark in the bedroom but there was some light from the streetlamps outside and I could see that she had a superb body: long, slender limbs, a taut stomach and flaring hips and a full bust. I was shivering with desire; none of my girlfriends had ever had this profound effect upon me.

'You're beautiful,' I croaked, and she smiled.

'Thank you, Tom.' She reached behind and unclipped her bra and her breasts swung free, round and firm, with dark areolae and big nipples. She came to me and we kissed again and I felt her breasts, naked against my chest, and then she was undoing the buttons on my shirt and pulling it out of my trousers and I was kicking my shoes off and trying to get my trousers and socks off all at once.

We crawled onto the bed and embraced for long minutes, just kissing. I was savouring the moment, hardly believing that a fifty-three-year-old lady was in my arms, dressed only in her panties and stockings and suspenders. I still had my underpants on and my cock, rigid, and with the foreskin retracted over my engorged glans, was uncomfortable in its captivity. I rolled onto my back and took my Y-fronts off and Abigail, again slightly to my surprise, took her panties off too. Now our kissing became slow and languorous as we explored each other. I stroked her naked breasts and squeezed her nipples between finger and thumb, making her gasp quietly. I stroked the tawny bush of her pubic hair and her labia and my curious finger found the wetness inside and she gasped again, louder, as I slid my digit inside her for the first time. She was warm and slick inside and my one finger soon became two and I pushed them right in, curling the ends to seek her G spot, mesmerised by the moans and groans of her arousal. I worked my fingers slowly in and out, sucking on her lips, running my tongue over her teeth and gums, seeking intimacy, tasting her saliva, smelling her body scent. Time slowed down and there was just Abigail and me on the bed in the darkened room, my fingers in her pussy, my tongue in her mouth, her arms around me, her fingernails pressing into the flesh of my shoulders. After a while I moved my head down and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. A little thimble-shaped knot of ridged skin. Abigail gasped and pushed herself against my fingers, pressing her nails into me. I licked and suckled her and nipped her gently with my teeth and she bucked and writhed and kicked her legs and my fingers, slick with her juices, sought her clitoris, nestling in its little protective hood.

Abigail's breathing became ragged and fast and she pressed her nails into me harder until I felt exquisite pain. My fingertip found her pearl and I stroked it and circled it and rubbed it gently and I sensed her climax approaching so I bit harder on her nipple and pressed my finger against her clit and she gave a ragged cry and writhed furiously under me and I rode her bucking hips with my hand and pulled her nipple outwards with my teeth as the waves of pleasure engulfed her and she shook and gasped and moaned.

I'd never experienced a lady having such an intense orgasm and, although I was deeply flattered that I could bring her to that plateau of pleasure, I was also slightly in awe that I could unleash such powerful feelings. As the sensations subsided, I withdrew my hand and released her nipple and Abigail went limp. I pulled her to me and we hugged and she kissed my neck and cheeks and lips.

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length and girth and her cunt felt hot and tight around me. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was half open and I looked down on her in the gloom of the bedroom,

fucked her and she used her tongue on me and gripped my upper arms and thrust her hips at me and way too soon

throbbed and pumped spunk into Abigail's cunt and she pressed her mouth to mine

to have shared such passion. Then I raised

she said, quietly,

great tenderness came over me.

question?' she breathed, and my throat constricted

'Of course.'

got a spare

and we rolled together

up every hour and looked over at the dark shape on the other side of the bed, breathing softly, and I could hardly believe she was here, with me, in my bed. Eventually dawn lightened the

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got out of bed and I saw her body for the first time in full daylight and I was enchanted. Her skin was tanned a light honey colour and was taught and smooth. Apart from the few lines on her face she could have

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the bathroom as Abigail brushed her

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quilt, her legs parted, one hand stroking her pubic bush. I opened my arms and she came to me and we kissed, minty kisses and stroked each other and I revelled in her superb body and the warmth