Surely many of you (both men and women) had to have sex with older partners in your life. This is quite unusual and entertaining. But if their young children come on the scene, the piquancy of such contacts literally triples. In the first part of my story, I will tell you about an intimate relationship with an older participant in such a couple - with my mother.

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It was a few years ago. At that time I was about 25 years old, and I worked as a small head of the commercial part in one small trading company. As usual, a large number of women serve in the trade, as was the case with us: salespeople, accountants, storekeepers, etc. A tall and slender young brunette, I sometimes caught on my eyes not only young girls, but also more mature ladies. It was with one of them that I started an intimate relationship, not very long, but filled with a mass of pleasant and savory nuances.

One summer, we had an inventory of goods in one of the small distant stores, and I had to take a full part in it. But by the time of my arrival, the work was almost finished, so I agreed to put my signature, having believed the local words. Then it suddenly became clear that it was precisely today that the store manager had a birthday party, and the table was already laid. The working day was ending, and to refuse food, especially when women are invited, it would be somehow not in Russian. I did not refuse.

Local ladies, after a couple of glasses, were quickly let out by the movers' loaders, and I was left alone with them.

After a few toasts, I begin to notice familiar antics and understand the obvious - these cunning beasts conceived no more, no less, how to present me with a birthday card as a gift! When you already understand everything, it is terribly curious to watch from the outside all these simple tricks: compliments towards the newborn, supposedly occasional nudges closer to her, pouring wine (and how can it be without him?) And so on. Actually, I didn’t particularly resist, since in the bachelor den that day nobody waited for me anyway.

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There is a saying: any woman, at least temporarily, can get any man, provided that he is not opposed in principle.

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I present to you the birthday manager (let's call her Katya): a mature, juicy brunette about ten years older than me; not beautiful and a little plump, but still in good shape, very elastic and appetizing; divorced and has almost adult fifteen-year-old daughter.

A few simple hugs and kisses clearly fixed our tacit agreement: we are adults, coquetry, courtship and feelings we do not need now, and ahead we will have completely free sex with a minimum set of obligations (very little romance, respect for the dignity of a partner, light chatter or about what and so on.).

Already late in the evening, after the feast, I, as it should be, accompanied Katya to her house. My daughter, apparently, was staying somewhere at her grandmother (oh, these cunning women, she prepared everything in advance!). While Katya was making her bed and putting herself in order, I smoked on the balcony and thought. There, behind my back a woman prepares herself for sex, which I barely know (I had seen only a few times before, and that is fleeting), I didn’t care for her at all, but I just got it, according to the principle “Come on? - Come on. These are very curious in nature relationships, somewhat similar to friendly, purely physiological sex.

Maybe someone does not pay attention to the near-sexual context, but personally I, whenever possible, try to feel the situation, understand my feelings, and look at the situation from the outside. Often this significantly increases the depth of perception. So, such a relationship in which a woman gives her most intimate, almost without any foreplay, like that ... Well, imagine that you, seeing the stranger you like, just come up to her, lift up her skirt and grab her pussy. And doing all this, slowly and looking into her eyes. And she only smiles to you in return, as if you simply made her a nice compliment.

And another nuance - in contrast to the usual sex with contemporaries or youngsters, passionate or stupid, now I have behind my back a completely homely atmosphere, warm and cozy, calm and trusting, when you do not have to extort yourself from homegrown macho, but just do something what is capable of. Probably, this feeling is absolutely familiar for married couples, but specifically for me at that time it was a very pleasant variety.

So it's time to get acquainted with the birthday girl closer. And she turned down the light and climbed under the blanket, pulling it up to her chin. And where are the indecent postures and seductive gestures? Wow, while feasting - behaved very boldly, but now a little sober and shy? Late, honey, I'm ready to justify myself as a gift. In order not to embarrass, I do not throw off the blanket with Katya, but I also climb under him, embrace her, press my whole body and for some time stand still, enjoying her warmth, gentleness and timid gullibility.

What would you catch the difference, I will explain: the bodies of young beauties with classical 90-60-90 (or so) are pleasant not only to hold in their hands, but also viewed, studying each seductive knoll or hollow. And to more pyshnotelyh women (in this case, by the eye, 100-75-100) is not a catwalk, but it is quite pleasant appearance pulls exactly cuddle.

For a while I was still savoring the moment - that I was lying in bed with a woman, even the name of which was only some three or four hours ago, I did not know, with a woman who already has an almost adult daughter, and I can with this woman do whatever you want (reasonably, naturally). Katya is half naked, in panties, but without a bra. And while it is still terribly clamped.

I don’t know why it happened, but I feel much more liberated than Katya. Moreover, as further developments showed, and in the very technique of sex, my experience is perhaps more varied. But she is ten years older than me, she was married, gave birth and raised a child! Maybe the whole thing is that Katya gave birth to her daughter before the collapse of the USSR, but, as Communist propaganda asserted: “In the Soviet Union, there is no sex” (in the sense, only low-fixed conceptions).

Of course, I understand that this is a huge exaggeration, but in small towns like ours, this could well be close to the truth. I'm not talking about the exotic, like sadomasochism, sex toys and other things, but even traditional oral / anal sex, role-playing games, etc. were practiced, probably, infrequently. Of course, as I later became convinced, I and myself in terms of sex are already far from the younger brother and his generation, but then we can still do something!

So, I and play a leading role, and at the same time be patient and sensitive. As far as is known, in such situations it is important to show that I am my own, good and kind, I will not hurt (without asking) and will not hurt. This is what I do: I talk to her in a whisper and begin careful volumetric caresses (body to body). Gradually, Katya relaxes and opens up (both figuratively and in reality). A pleasant surprise! - it turns out that she, despite her age and child, has a very good figure, an even tummy and waist in its proper place, the third-size breast is not hanging and is quite resilient, clean smooth skin and all that jazz. And this means that I myself can, without pretending at all, enjoy the full program - from A to Z!

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To my great regret, I can not claim to be sufficiently versed in the technique of sex. But what I’m not exactly taking away from me (unless, of course, I’m not fooling myself) is the emotional, sensual, intuitive perception of the female body.I don’t know how, but it’s as if I feel a nerve current running through the skin of women, I hear some strings ringing inside them. In the end, I may not know ...