what are your rules
Honesty, respect and nudity. What are yours?
I think rules should be made together, so here's my proposal. We stay honest and respectful with each other, and we keep things interesting by being open to nudity as well. What do you think?
Sounds good Zoe. Tell me all about yourself.
I'm a woman in her early 30s who works as an accountant. I love spending time outdoors, whether it's hiking, swimming, or simply sitting in the park reading a book. I have long dark hair that reaches past my waist, and big green eyes. My figure is average, but I try to stay fit through regular exercise and a healthy diet. As for nudity, I'm not overly self-conscious and don't mind being nude around others if the setting feels right. Honesty is important to me; I value openness and sincerity in my relationships. And of course, mutual respect goes a long way in creating a comfortable environment for both parties.
I am Franky, a retired maths teacher in his seventies. I hike, read and cook. I am naked as often as I can be.
Franky, that's quite an adventurous lifestyle you have there! I admire your dedication to staying active and embracing nudity. It sounds like we share similar interests in many ways. Being naked around others can be liberating and intimate, but it's also important to make sure everyone involved is comfortable with the arrangement. I'm glad you mentioned mutual respect; that goes a long way in creating an enjoyable experience for all parties involved.
Absolutely. I am also a devotee of cunnilingus and the tantric arts.
That's interesting, Franky. I haven't had much experience with tantric arts myself, but I've always been curious about them. It's nice to know we can explore new things together. As for cunnilingus, I must admit that I do enjoy it and am open to discussing further how we could incorporate it into our interactions. Just to be clear, are you saying you would perform cunnilingus on me or would you like me to reciprocate?
I love performing cunnilingus. The decision to reciprocate with fellatio is totally up to you. I am a very oral guy but my cock likes to play too.
Hmm, you seem quite experienced in this area. Well, then, why don't we begin by exploring that part of ourselves together? It'd be a great way for us to learn more about each other while satisfying our desires. And who knows, maybe once we feel more comfortable, we can move on to some tantric practices as well. As for your offer regarding fellatio, I wouldn't mind trying that either; mutual pleasure is definitely something I can get behind.
Are you very sexperienced?
My sexual experience is certainly more than the average person's, but I wouldn't consider myself incredibly sexperienced. I've had my share of partners and experiences over the years, each one teaching me something new about myself and my desires. As for specific techniques or skills, I can hold my own, but there's always room to learn more. And when it comes to exploring tantric arts and other forms of intimacy, learning from someone like you who has had so much experience seems like an opportunity not to be missed.
I lead Zoe to the sofa and kneel on the floor as she sits and opens her legs. I pull off her shorts and thong and kiss her upper thighs and her slit. I open her labia majora with my tongue
I let out a soft moan as Franky's skilled tongue delves deeper into my folds. His touch is surprisingly gentle despite the obvious expertise he possesses. The sensation sends shivers down my spine, making my whole body tingle. She reaches forward to run her fingers through his long silver hair, guiding him closer to her sensitive clitoris. The combination of his lips, tongue, and fingers work together in perfect harmony, bringing her ever closer to orgasm. It feels incredible to have him so focused on pleasing her in this way; she hasn't experienced anything quite like it before. As she nears the peak of pleasure, she begins to reciprocate by taking him into her mouth, delighting in the warmth and size of him.
I kiss her anus, her perineum, her vulva and her clit. I repeat using my tongue, lots of tongue. I trace her clitoris with my lips, nipping here and there, as I tease her anus with a fingertip.
Her breath comes in short gasps as Franky works his magic on her body. The combination of sensations from his lips and tongue and fingers feels incredible, overwhelming her with pleasure. She's never experienced anything like this before; it's almost too much to bear. As she becomes more and more aroused, the tantric element of their interaction begins to take hold. Instead of focusing on reaching orgasm as quickly as possible, she finds herself savoring each sensation, allowing herself to be completely wrapped up in the moment. She moans softly around Franky's cock, her movements growing more urgent as she nears the brink of ecstasy.
I take her entire clitoris into my mouth, rolling her folds with my tongue, finding her kernel. I press a finger against her ring of muscle.
Her hips arch off the couch as she feels him touch her in just the right spot. The sensation is almost painful in its intensity; it's as though he knows exactly how to drive her wild. With each stroke of his tongue and finger, she feels herself losing control. Her breath comes in short gasps, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she tries to maintain some semblance of composure. But the more he teases her, the harder it is for her to resist the building pleasure within her body. Finally, with a shuddering moan, she arches her back and surrenders completely to the sensation, crying out Franky, Franky! FRANKY as waves of pleasure wash over her.
I hold her as she spasms, as a torrent of cunt juices gushes from her empty pussy. I slurp and swallow, slurp and swallow. My hand reaches up and pulls one nipple then the other, beaming up with my nectar coated lips and her juices dripping off my beard.
After their intense coupling, Zoe lays limp on the sofa, catching her breath and trying to regain her bearings. She had never experienced anything like that before; Franky was truly incredible in bed. As she watches him clean himself off, she can't help but feel a wave of gratitude wash over her. He was not only skilled and attentive but also considerate and respectful. The tantric element of their interaction added an extra layer of intimacy that she found deeply satisfying.
She studies his naked form, taking in every detail: the lean muscles, the silvery hair that covers his chest and stomach, the long elegant fingers that touched her so expertly. His hand reaches up and cups one breast, rolling the nipple between thumb and index finger. The sensation sends another shiver through her, making it clear that their sexual connection hasn't completely dissipated yet.
"That was... astonishing," she manages to say, her voice still shaky. "I can honestly say I've never felt anything like that before."
Franky looks up at her with eyes full of warmth and appreciation. "Thank you, Zoe. You are very gifted yourself, and I have enjoyed our time together immensely." He leans in closer, kissing her neck before trailing his lips downward toward her breasts. "Perhaps we could continue exploring this newfound connection between us?" he whispers, as his tongue circles her nipple.
Do you enjoy anal sex?
My eyes flutter closed as his lips and tongue work their magic on my nipple. The feel of his soft beard against my skin adds a deliciously rough edge to the sensation, sending shivers down my spine. His question pulls me back from the pleasure-induced haze for just a moment. "I haven't tried it before," I admit, tentatively. "But I've always been curious...if you think I'd enjoy it, I trust your experience enough to be willing to give it a try."
There's something about his demeanor that makes me feel comfortable and safe with this admission; he doesn't press the issue or make me feel like I need to have a specific answer. Instead, he seems pleased by my openness and eagerness to explore new things together. It's yet another thing that sets him apart from any other lover I've ever had.
Without further prompting, he slides his tongue deeper into my mouth as one hand cups my breast, teasing my nipple expertly. The other hand moves lower down my body, caressing the soft skin of my belly before slowly, sensually sliding between my legs. His fingers press against my entrance, spreading me open as he teases the sensitive folds with gentle circles and thrusts. I moan into his mouth, arching into his touch.
As if sensing how close I am to losing control again, Franky pulls back momentarily, trailing his tongue across my lips before leaning in to whisper against them. "Are you ready for more?"
I move her into the doggy position and lick from her clit up to her anus.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as Franky positions her on all fours. He licks a slow path from her sensitive clitoris up to her puckered anal opening, eliciting a sharp gasp of surprise from her. She tenses momentarily, unsure whether this is something she'll enjoy or not. But when he thrusts his tongue inside her ass, pressing rhythmically against the muscles there, she realizes that she does indeed want this. She's never felt anything like it before, but somehow it feels right with him.
With each deep thrust of his tongue, Franky massages her entrance, preparing her body for what's to come. His other hand slides between her legs once more, finding her clit and rubbing in circles, encouraging her arousal. As she begins to moan and writhe beneath him, he increases the pace of his assault on her rear end, pushing deeper and harder until she cries out for more, her body arching back in search of contact with anything besides the cold floor.
"Yes, Franky," she groans, her voice strained and desperate. "That feels amazing." His experience in this area shows; his tongue moves effortlessly within her, stretching and teasing every available nerve ending. The sensation builds higher and higher, threatening to spin out of control. Her hips buck wildly as she chases after the elusive peak of pleasure, begging him to help her over the edge.
I widen her gape with my fingertips, slathering my dick with lube, drizzling more directly into her rectum. I rest my cocktip against her sphincter.
Her breath comes in sharp gasps as Franky's fingers spread her wider and he coats his erect cock with lube. She feels his tip press against her tight sphincter, and she tenses in anticipation, unsure whether she's ready for this next step. But when he pushes forward slowly, forcing his way inside her ass, a shockwave of pleasure ripples through her body. Her eyes roll back into her head as he begins to thrust, each powerful stroke driving deeper and more completely into her. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; it's overwhelming in its intensity but also strangely arousing.
Her hips push back against him, meeting his every motion with eager enthusiasm. She digs her nails into the carpet, moaning and cursing as he takes her harder and faster, bringing them both closer to orgasm. Her voice rises in pitch with each thrust of his hips, a primal sound that echoes through the room, testament to the raw emotion coursing through her veins. As Franky reaches his climax, she feels him pulse deep inside her ass, filling her up with hot spurts of his release. It's an incredible sensation, and she comes undone in response, her body shuddering violently as waves of pleasure wash over her again and again.
Collapsed on the floor, gasping for breath, Zoe looks over her shoulder at Franky, marveling at the intensity he brought out in her tonight. She couldn't have imagined a better way to explore their sexuality together, or a more skilled and attentive partner with whom to do so. "That was...amazing," she whispers, still trying to catch her breath. She pulls and stretches her nipples, ohhhhhhhh goddess OHMYGODDESS.
Now I tell her I am going to enter her cunt but she is not to move, just breathe and feel every molecule where we are touching. Focus on your breathing.
As if her body had been lit ablaze by the passionate encounter they just shared, Zoe quiets her racing heart, focusing intently on the sensations that flow through her. Franky's hands press against her hips, holding her steady as his warm length presses against her entrance. She breathes in deeply, feeling every inch of him as he slowly pushes inside, stretching her in ways she didn't know were possible. He takes his time, allowing her to adjust to the thickness of him filling her up, thrusting deeper with each passing second. Her grip on the carpet tightens, fingers digging into the fibers as she arches her back, giving him better access.
With a final hard push, Franky buries himself to the hilt within her, their bodies flush against each other. Their heavy breathing fills the room, mingling together in an erotic symphony of desire. His hips begin to move with purpose now, driving deep inside her time after time, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body. The tantric element comes into play once more; this slow, methodical fucking feels different than anything she's experienced before, almost as though he is trying to show her something about herself and her own capabilities when it comes to enjoying sex.
Her eyes roll back into her head, vision clouded with the intensity of what they're sharing. She clings desperately to his shoulders, her nails digging painfully into his skin as her orgasm builds, building, building until she can no longer contain it. With a shuddering moan, her whole body tenses and spasms, waves of release crashing over her again and again. Tears streak down her cheeks, mixing with the sweat that beads on her breasts. She is alive with sexual feelings everywhere. Her nipples are on fire, her clitoris is her third teat.
OHMYGODDESS yessssssss OHMYGODDESS yessssssss OHMYGODDESS Zoe. You are so responsive!
I am overwhelmed by the intensity of your touch and your words. It's as though you have unlocked something deep inside me, allowing my body to experience pleasure in ways I never knew possible. Every stroke of your hips against mine sends shivers down my spine, making my muscles tense and release in perfect harmony with each thrust. The combination of the tantric element and your expertise in pleasuring a woman has left me completely undone, writhing beneath you as I cling to this peak of ecstasy. My voice is hoarse from screaming your name, my body arches off the floor, desperate for more contact with you. But it's not just physical pleasure; there's something so intimate about our connection that goes beyond anything I've ever felt before. It's as though we are becoming one, our bodies moving together in a rhythm that only we know how to dance.
"Oh God, Franky...!" I manage to gasp between moans. "It feels too good..." My nails dig into your shoulders as my orgasm continues to wash over me, leaving me boneless and utterly spent. I collapse against you, panting heavily as my body quivers from the release. For a moment, everything is still except for our labored breathing, and I savor this quiet intimacy between us. It feels like we've shared something profound; something that will bind us together forever.
"Zoe," you breathe into my ear, your voice thick with desire and satisfaction. "You are incredible." You begin to move slowly inside me now, drawing out our lovemaking for as long as possible before pulling out and rolling onto his back beside me. I watch you warily, wondering what comes next in this unexpected but fascinating chain of orgasms.
Ride my face Zoe, grind your cunt into my lips, smear your nectar on me.
Shaking off the last vestiges of her orgasmic haze, Zoe sits up and straddles Franky's face, lowering herself onto his eager mouth. The feel of his warm breath on her moist folds sends a shiver down her spine, making it impossible to resist the urge to grind herself against his lips. She moans loudly as he expertly laps at her aching clit, tongue-fucking her thoroughly before swirling around and sucking hard. Her fingers thread through his silvery hair, pulling gently as she meets each thrust of his tongue with a moan.
The taste of herself on his lips is intoxicating; it makes every sensation even more intense, drawing out another orgasm from deep within her. She arches her back, pressing her body down onto Franky's face as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her hips buck wildly, grinding against his mouth, and she feels herself growing wetter with each movement. The tantric element once again comes into play; the slow, methodical worship of her most intimate areas feels so much more intense now that they've shared their bodies so freely.
As another orgasm begins to build, Zoe leans forward, resting her hands on Franky's broad shoulders for support. Her inner muscles clench rhythmically around his face, pulling her climax out of her and sending a shudder through her entire body. Finally, she collapses forward onto his chest, breathless and satisfied. She can feel the warmth spreading between their bodies where they're still connected, a tangible reminder of the intense connection they just shared.
She looks down at Franky, amazed by how much pleasure he was able pull out of her so gently. His face, beard and chest are coated by her juices. He smells like her cunt and he is grinning, happy. This old man is truly amazing.
I watch him with a mixture of astonishment and desire as he lies beneath me, his features lit up by the pleasure I've brought to him. My heart races and my body feels warm all over. There is something about being so close to him like this, feeling the weight of his approval and satisfaction on me, that makes me feel complete in a way I never have before. His strength and experience were everything I could have hoped for, but it's his tenderness and patience that truly left me reeling.
I lean down to kiss him, my lips soft against his, tasting myself on his mouth. As our tongues dance together, I realize that the tantric element of our interaction has been just as important to me as the raw physical pleasure we've shared. It feels almost sacred somehow, this connection between us. And even though our bodies are no longer joined, there is a sense of intimacy that lingers in the air around us, like an invisible thread tethering us together.
With one final kiss, I pull back and look at him once more, my heart filled with gratitude and affection. "Thank you," I whisper. "That was...amazing." I close my eyes, letting the feelings from this incredible night wash over me like a warm wave, knowing that whatever happens next, I'll always remember this time we shared together as something truly special.
I spoon her, kissing her neck, licking her ear, cradling a breast in my palm.
As you spoon her, pressing your chest to her back, kissing her neck and licking her ear, she melts into your embrace. Her breath comes out in contented sighs as your strong hands cradle a breast in your palm, massaging gently. The warmth of your skin against hers feels good; familiar but also comfortingly new. She can't help but feel grateful for this time they've shared together, grateful that she took the chance to explore something so outside her normal experience.
She luxuriates in the quiet intimacy of being held by you, letting your touch lull her into a sense of peace and contentment. Despite their exhaustion from the night's activities, neither of them can bring themselves to part ways just yet. There is something about being so close like this that feels right, like they've finally found a piece of each other that had been missing all along. As she drifts off to sleep in your embrace, her last thought is how much more there still is for them to discover together.