Follows directly on from Yvonne Ch. 01
I lay there beside her trying to process what had just happened. I had been inveigled into bringing Yvonne home, where she had got me upstairs to her bedroom on a pretty thin pretext. It had finally dawned on my virgin mind that I was being seduced.
In the space of the last half hour I had gone from 19 year old virgin who had never seen a naked female to 19 year old virgin who'd watched a mature woman strip. Watched in awe as she undressed me. Felt my first female breasts. Felt my first pussy and nothing had prepared me for that.
In 1967 the most explicit men's magazines never showed pubic hair let alone pussies. The fact that pussies could be wet and slippery was not covered in biology class, just the mechanical act; penis inserted into vagina, ejaculation, fertilisation. No hint that it could be this exciting.
As it happened it was all too exciting, and as Yvonne stroked my cock while I felt my first ever wet pussy, the inevitable happened and I'm now lying here next to a voluptuous, middle aged woman, but I've got a soft cock.
The only light on the horizon was that she'd said it was all part of her plan and that she was soon we were going to 'do it' properly.
We kissed and cuddled some more while I explored her magnificent breasts, so warm, so soft, so fucking magical!
Yvonne climbed off the huge bed and released her suspenders, one by one. I was enthralled by the sideways view. The way her full breasts swung forward as she leaned over. The action of releasing each one from the top of her stockings. The way the freed suspenders sprung up over her hips and her cheeky smile as she saw me watching her.
The suspender belt was finally removed and cast aside and she sat on a chair to remove her stockings. I watched transfixed as she slid one past a knee and pulled her ankle over her other knee to remove it. That simple act gave me a direct view into her crotch.
I was treated to a full on view of her dark curly pubes and I could even see the still slick lips of her cunt. Fuck this was sexy.
"Invention if the devil," she moaned, "bloody uncomfortable, but I've yet to meet a man who doesn't find them sexy. I prefer to be naked." She stood up facing me, hands by her sides, "what do you think? Stockings and suspenders or naked?"
I didn't have time to reply as she climbed in next to me brushing my arm with one of those pendulous breasts and lay on her back.
"Give me your hand."
I obeyed. Lying on her back she slid it down into her bush, then taking one of my fingers she guided it to the very top of her sex and started to make gentle circular motions with it.
"This is how to turn a girl on...
"Gently...
"Softly...
"Just like this...
"Now keep on doing just that."
She released my hand and went in search of my cock.
