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She laughed at my old joke about the Midwest. "We do, but don't tell anybody, but that's when the excitement begins behind closed doors," Mrs. Lansing smiled and put her hand on my leg. To be more accurate; on my thigh. High up on my thigh. "Austin, I'm a widow. Do you know what that means?"

"Ummm, well, it means that your husband died. I'm sorry Mrs. Lansing."

"Thank you, Austin. You're right that's what a widow is, but more than that it means that I haven't had love and affection since Mel died. Can you find it in your heart to give an old lady some love and affection?" She leaned over and kissed me on the mouth.

I was stunned and didn't reciprocate. Like I said, she was older than my mother. YEEEEEW!!!!

Then Mrs. Lansing put her tongue in my mouth and that hand that was on my thigh was now on my crotch and moving around. "Austin, you may not think that a woman my age could excite a young man like you, but the bulge and movement in your pants tells me different."

"Ummm, Mrs. Lansing . . ."

"Austin, don't say a word. Come with me." She took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom. "Have a seat on the bed and don't say a word."

Mrs. Lansing, Rita, stood in front of me and pulled that negligee over her head. "I hope you like what you see, Austin. It's all yours."

When I got that handjob from Sue O'Hara, I also got to feel up her tits. Not for too long, but long enough so that my cock was stiff even before Sue unbuckled my pants.

That was the extent of my sexual experience. Now, Rita Lansing was standing in front of me naked. She didn't look anything like the centerfolds I jerked off to, but to my surprise my cock was trying to bust out of my pants.

"Apparently, you do." She was staring at my crotch' my bulging crotch. "Stand up." As I stood up. Mrs. Lansing got on her knees.

In minutes, my pants and jockeys were around my ankles, and my sexual experiences had increased ten-fold. I was getting a blowjob.

Now, I had nothing to compare but here it is twenty years later and I still remember Mrs. Lansing's blowjobs.

First of all. She knew that at my age, I'd probably finish before she really got started. A minute or two after starting, Rita backed off. Backed off sucking, but there was licking and nibbling on my foreskin and balls.

"Your knees are probably getting wobbly." She knew.

"Why don't you finished getting undressed? I'll be in bed waiting."

If you know anything about nineteen-year-old boys, you know I couldn't get naked fast enough.

In bed she guided my hand to her tits. Sue O'Hara let me feel her up for less than a minute, which was a big deal for high school me. Mrs. Lansing let me explore and explore. "Austin, my nipples are very sensitive, be gentle, it turns me on if you do them right."

With her guidance, I must have done something right. I heard her sigh, and her hand went to my cock, which of course was still hard.

"Austin, I have to ask, don't be embarrassed. Are you a virgin?"

I blushed, and nodded.

"That's okay. In fact, it's perfect. You really don't want some high school girl, who doesn't know anything herself to be the first. I'll be more than happy to introduce you to the joy of fucking."

Mrs. Lansing came into my arms; her lips then her tongue met mine. My young cock remained hard.

She rolled on top of me. "Austin, the first time most people have sex, the guy is on top. It doesn't have to be that way." She guided my cock inside her. "Hmmmmmm, you're so big. You're stretching my pussy."

It seemed only natural; I started playing with her titties, which were right there. Mrs. Lansing raised her arms over her head; giving me full access to those big, soft pillows. Sue O'Hara let me, but it was with reluctance and after a minute or so, pushed my hand away. Not Mrs. Lansing.

"That's it, Austin. Give them a gentle squeeze. They're all yours." Meanwhile, I could feel her slowly bouncing on my cock.

"Austin, it's not unusual for boys to finish quickly their first time; concentrate on not coming. It'll be worth it, promise."

There was nothing like the warm, wetness of her pussy as it slide up and down my cock. Remember, this was a first for me. I know it may sound silly to even say, but it was nothing like jerking off in the shower with my soapy, slippery hands.

Speaking of my hands; I took them away from Mrs. Lansing's titties, and watched them bounce. They were nothing like the titties of the girls in the magazines I hid under my mattress at home.

These were big, soft, hanging pillows. I loved the feel of them, and then when Mrs. Lansing leaned forward and rubbed them in my face, oh my. I came right then and there. "Yeah, Austin, oh yeah, shoot for me. Fill my pussy." She bounced faster and faster.

"Austin, for your first time, you were amazing. Your cock, damn, that thing is so big and gets so hard."

"Mrs. Lansing, that was the greatest thing ever. Thank you."

She was beaming. I think she liked it that I thanked her. "Your welcome, young man. Mrs. Lansing's pussy is available to you anytime." She leaned forward and rubbed those titties in my face again and giggled.

Before I left, "remember Austin, my pussy and my titties are yours anytime. You have a bad day at the plate, I promise, I'll make you forget all about it. If you have a good day at the plate and want to celebrate, my pussy is all yours."

TO BE CONTINUED

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