“Oh,” she said softly, playing her fingers on it, then taking some of the shaft in her hand. I continued to play with her breasts, making her nipples puff out. She started stroking me in earnest, pushing the leg of my shorts up to allow about half my length out into the open. I leaned over to kiss her right nipple, sucking on it gently, making it fill out nicely. I moved to the left, repeating my effort. Nancy continued to stroke my cock, and it, too, was swelling.
I started to pull her dress down more so I could kiss down her belly, with the goal of licking her pussy, when she stopped me abruptly. “Are you going to do what I think you’re going to do??”
“Go down on you??” I looked into her blue eyes. “Yes.”
Nancy’s face showed disappointment. “That’s not a good idea right now, I’m sorry.” I must have shown some disappointment of my own. “It’s not that I don’t want you to. It’s just that it’s…my time…if you know what I mean.”
I did. I had sex once many years ago with a girlfriend during her period. It’s not something I wish to repeat. “I understand completely,” I said.
Nancy kissed me. “I’ll make up for it next time. I wasn’t ready for this today. I thought it would take a while longer til we got here,” she said with a sad smile. Next time?? I can work with that. “I can’t remember the last time someone went down on me. My husband doesn’t like to do it.”
I smiled. “I don’t know about last time, but I know when the next time will be.” I kissed Nancy, giving her left tit a squeeze, making her start.
Nancy laughed. “He’s actually done it a couple of times, but in 23 years, I can count on my fingers the times it’s happened. I had a boyfriend my first year of college who did it a lot.” She got a dreamy look on her face. “I miss it.”
“Does hubby know about this??”
Nancy smiled. “Um, no. I didn’t go into all that much detail about my previous life. Probably better some things are just left buried.”
“Yeah, and should stay that way. I knew a couple years ago who had one of those full disclosure conversations, and she admitted she had sex before she met her husband. She was maybe 19 at the time, in college. They were in their 30’s when I knew them. He never quite got over the idea that she wasn’t a virgin when they got married, and would bring it up during an argument.”
“Bet she didn’t like hearing that all the time,” said Nancy.
“No. Eventually they split up.”
“That’s too bad.”
“Yeah, I thought so too. She’s remarried now. I don’t know what he’s doing.” I looked at Nancy. “Virginity is overrated anyway.”
Nancy laughed. “Ain’t that the truth!!” She had been steadily stroking my cock as we talked, and I was getting rock hard. She pushed the leg of my shorts up, allowing my balls to slip out and rest on the seat. It was quite warm, and they had good hang to them. She took them in her hand, rolling them around a moment. “They’re so big,” she said, feeling their heft.
“Having them played with by a good looking blonde will do that,” I said, making Nancy giggle. I slid forward on the seat, which pushed my shorts back. Nancy watched as I shifted, my cock now sticking straight up as my balls hung. She licked her lips, then moved off the seat, kneeling in front of me.