sniff69
03-31-2009, 6:38 PM
This is a true story I posted a while back....thought you guys might enjoy it again.
Anyone have any similar experiences..?
When I was 21 years old, I returned home one day from college for the summer break. I have a large extended family, but as I pulled up in our driveway, I noticed there were no other vehicles.
There was no one home to greet me, but in the kitchen, there was a note from my parents. They had gone out for the evening to a Jimmy Buffet concert, and would be back later. They had taken my younger sister, and my uncle Dave, who was visiting.
Uncle Dave was 20 years older than me, but had recently divorced, and married a much younger woman. Claire was only 28, a good looking brunette, who he had met on a Continental flight to Vegas….she worked for the airlines as a flight attendant.
Unaware that she had stayed behind, and was upstairs asleep, I settled down in the family room with a beer and a cheese sandwich, and started channel surfing. I stopped on the golf channel and munched away on my make-do meal while watching some old masters classic highlights.
Just then, Claire appeared in the doorway… I was shocked, thinking I was all alone. “Hi there….I thought you guy’s were all at the concert” I said… “I had a migraine” Claire replied, “so I stayed back…plus, Jimmy Buffet isn’t my idea of a good time !”
I agreed, and invited her to watch some TV with me. Claire is a tall woman, about 5’ 9” and about 150lb and in awesome shape. She was wearing a calf length sleeveless cheesecloth dress, which was quite thin and pretty see-through. She had on a pair of fairly high-heeled mules, which made her stand at least six feet tall. She came and sat down on the couch opposite. As she walked across the room, I could make out the color of her pink panties through her flimsy dress, of which the sleeveless arms gave a good side view of her bra-clad bosom. The air wafted from her movement past me and I noticed she smelled good… a clean, soapy smell. I was very turned on…
As she sat down, I noticed that the dress had a long slit on one side, right up to her mid thigh area, and this allowed the dress to fall away as she slowly crossed her legs, revealing a good show of her leggy, muscular form.
I could tell she knew I was looking at her legs, but she was pretending not to notice. She just sat there, dangling her mule from the foot of her crossed leg…
“This is a bit boring”, she said, referring to the golf. “Oh, you can change it if you like,” I said…staring fixatedly at the fantastic length of her legs…”would you like the remote..?”
“Nah, I’ll see if there are any decent DVD’s on the shelf under the TV” she said, and she walked over and stooped down to view the spines.
As she did, she tucked her dress against her thighs, pulling it tight across her ass, thereby leaving nothing to the imagination so far as confirming the color and style of her panties, which I could see had a nice lacy trim to them.
“Sorry” she said. “Am I spoiling your view..?” “No, that’s fine…” I said, and without thinking, I remarked in a low voice to myself “the view is great from here” suddenly realizing the double meaning of my reply, and the fact that I had been thinking out loud…she had obviously heard me.
At this comment, she swiveled around, allowing the slit of her dress to open up and the dress to fall away…. She opened her legs slightly, revealing a shot up her long inner thighs, right to the gusset of her panties, and asked me, “would you like to see some more….?”
I guess I was speechless, and blushing…. Mesmerized by the sight before me, I started to feel light-headed, and did not know what to do next. I had never been with a woman before, and this type of direct proposal was quite unusual to me…
Sensing my predicament, she stood up and took control of the situation, slowly and deliberately walking over to me, silently removing the beer and sandwich from my now catatonic grip, and giggling slightly while placing them on the coffee table. Then, smiling, she took my hand and again without speaking, gestured for me to stand. She towered over my then 5’ 6” 130lb seated form. Even when I stood, my face was only level with the gaping neckline of her dress, her black push-up bra exaggerating her generous cleavage. I was gaping and breathless….She stopped smiling and sternly whispered “Get onto the floor”. She told me to lay with my arms out to the sides, in a “T” formation. I willingly and unquestioningly submitted to this older, taller woman, not quite sure what was going to happen next.
As I lay there on the floor, my heart pounded, and I felt nervous, like I was going to the dentist or something. Claire proceeded to walk over to me and stand with her feet either side of my head, giving me a fantastic unobstructed view all the way from her heels, up her long skirt to her panties…I was in awe…her legs looked unbelievable from here…so smooth, tan, long and shapely. I could make out the mound of her pussy, and beyond, I could see her breasts in the black silky bra she was wearing. I could have just stayed there for ever, feeding my curiosity with the wonderful view, but before I knew it, she sighed loudly, and then slowly crouched down, suspending her panty clad crotch just half an inch from my face. “sniff” she said….”smell my nice clean, sweet pussy” ,,,I was in another world….the tented world beneath her dress…I was completely in her control, and I breathed in deeply, completely infused by her clean sexy smell. Then she lowered her self fully onto me and said “kiss me….kiss my pussy through my panties…” I kissed her pussy eagerly, like I’d never kissed anything before. Her cotton panty gusset was soft and warm, and I could sense the shape of her pussy beneath it and could tell it was completely shaved and smooth. Claire then moved to a kneeling position, trapping my arms under her legs, and began gently and slowly rubbing herself on my nose mouth and chin….back and forth, over and over, until I sensed her panty crotch material getting slightly moist, and then soon after, she shuddered and whimpered softly, pressing her womanhood into my face as she brought herself to orgasm with her clitoris on my nose. Then she just sat there, lightly resting her crotch on my mouth, while still pinning my arms with her calves.
After a few minutes of this, she stood up above me again, and sensuously removed her dress, bra and panties, finally revealing her shaven-haven and her fantastic 36D boob job, all the while looking directly down into my eyes with a very contented and mischievous look on her face…She looked awesome, and she knew it. She knew that I realized she was completely in control, and was loving every minute of it. Turning around, she then did a sexy reverse nude face-sit on me, saying “you’re a good boy….you deserve a treat…”
As I lay there, with her ass cheeks covering my eyes, she undid my jeans, pulled out my now rock hard dick, and proceeded to slowly stroke me off, spitting into her hand first to add some lubrication…. She face-sat me gently, allowing me to breathe…then skillfully smothering me for just long enough to get me worried before raising herself slightly to allow me a breath. When I could, I lapped occasionally at her pussy, but was completely intoxicated by the moment.
This went on silently for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes, all the while my lips were pressed against her juicy pussy which I sniffed, kissed and licked between breaths until I exploded into her hand… As I came, she sat full-weight on my nose and mouth, completely sealing the air off, the dark and suffocation heightening the strength of my orgasm.
She sat there for a moment, completely enveloping my nose in her pussy hole, and then slid off me, sitting on her heels with my head nestled between her thighs. The top of my head was now pressed against her pussy, and she petted my forehead and smiled down at me for a minute while I gasped for air. Then she stood, and I noticed she still was wearing her mules. She slowly slipped her clothes back on while still standing above me, and then quietly turned and left the room as quickly as she had entered just a half hour before, saying she was going back to bed before the rest of the family returned. As she walked up the stairs, she called back to me, saying “ if you don’t tell anyone, we can do this again some time…”
I lay there speechless, prostrate on the floor, regaining my breath, my now softening stick dick still out….trying to contemplate what had just happened.
I was still light headed from the experience. The sound of the golf channel in the background brought me back to reality. The whole thing was surreal, like it had been a dream or something. I quickly tidied myself up using the napkin from my sandwich, and sat back down on the couch in case the rest of the family returned…
Claire and I had a couple more encounters like this over the next couple of years, (more details to follow) but she eventually divorced my uncle to marry some American Airlines pilot….Lucky guy!
I have no idea where she is now…
Anyone have any similar experiences..?
When I was 21 years old, I returned home one day from college for the summer break. I have a large extended family, but as I pulled up in our driveway, I noticed there were no other vehicles.
There was no one home to greet me, but in the kitchen, there was a note from my parents. They had gone out for the evening to a Jimmy Buffet concert, and would be back later. They had taken my younger sister, and my uncle Dave, who was visiting.
Uncle Dave was 20 years older than me, but had recently divorced, and married a much younger woman. Claire was only 28, a good looking brunette, who he had met on a Continental flight to Vegas….she worked for the airlines as a flight attendant.
Unaware that she had stayed behind, and was upstairs asleep, I settled down in the family room with a beer and a cheese sandwich, and started channel surfing. I stopped on the golf channel and munched away on my make-do meal while watching some old masters classic highlights.
Just then, Claire appeared in the doorway… I was shocked, thinking I was all alone. “Hi there….I thought you guy’s were all at the concert” I said… “I had a migraine” Claire replied, “so I stayed back…plus, Jimmy Buffet isn’t my idea of a good time !”
I agreed, and invited her to watch some TV with me. Claire is a tall woman, about 5’ 9” and about 150lb and in awesome shape. She was wearing a calf length sleeveless cheesecloth dress, which was quite thin and pretty see-through. She had on a pair of fairly high-heeled mules, which made her stand at least six feet tall. She came and sat down on the couch opposite. As she walked across the room, I could make out the color of her pink panties through her flimsy dress, of which the sleeveless arms gave a good side view of her bra-clad bosom. The air wafted from her movement past me and I noticed she smelled good… a clean, soapy smell. I was very turned on…
As she sat down, I noticed that the dress had a long slit on one side, right up to her mid thigh area, and this allowed the dress to fall away as she slowly crossed her legs, revealing a good show of her leggy, muscular form.
I could tell she knew I was looking at her legs, but she was pretending not to notice. She just sat there, dangling her mule from the foot of her crossed leg…
“This is a bit boring”, she said, referring to the golf. “Oh, you can change it if you like,” I said…staring fixatedly at the fantastic length of her legs…”would you like the remote..?”
“Nah, I’ll see if there are any decent DVD’s on the shelf under the TV” she said, and she walked over and stooped down to view the spines.
As she did, she tucked her dress against her thighs, pulling it tight across her ass, thereby leaving nothing to the imagination so far as confirming the color and style of her panties, which I could see had a nice lacy trim to them.
“Sorry” she said. “Am I spoiling your view..?” “No, that’s fine…” I said, and without thinking, I remarked in a low voice to myself “the view is great from here” suddenly realizing the double meaning of my reply, and the fact that I had been thinking out loud…she had obviously heard me.
At this comment, she swiveled around, allowing the slit of her dress to open up and the dress to fall away…. She opened her legs slightly, revealing a shot up her long inner thighs, right to the gusset of her panties, and asked me, “would you like to see some more….?”
I guess I was speechless, and blushing…. Mesmerized by the sight before me, I started to feel light-headed, and did not know what to do next. I had never been with a woman before, and this type of direct proposal was quite unusual to me…
Sensing my predicament, she stood up and took control of the situation, slowly and deliberately walking over to me, silently removing the beer and sandwich from my now catatonic grip, and giggling slightly while placing them on the coffee table. Then, smiling, she took my hand and again without speaking, gestured for me to stand. She towered over my then 5’ 6” 130lb seated form. Even when I stood, my face was only level with the gaping neckline of her dress, her black push-up bra exaggerating her generous cleavage. I was gaping and breathless….She stopped smiling and sternly whispered “Get onto the floor”. She told me to lay with my arms out to the sides, in a “T” formation. I willingly and unquestioningly submitted to this older, taller woman, not quite sure what was going to happen next.
As I lay there on the floor, my heart pounded, and I felt nervous, like I was going to the dentist or something. Claire proceeded to walk over to me and stand with her feet either side of my head, giving me a fantastic unobstructed view all the way from her heels, up her long skirt to her panties…I was in awe…her legs looked unbelievable from here…so smooth, tan, long and shapely. I could make out the mound of her pussy, and beyond, I could see her breasts in the black silky bra she was wearing. I could have just stayed there for ever, feeding my curiosity with the wonderful view, but before I knew it, she sighed loudly, and then slowly crouched down, suspending her panty clad crotch just half an inch from my face. “sniff” she said….”smell my nice clean, sweet pussy” ,,,I was in another world….the tented world beneath her dress…I was completely in her control, and I breathed in deeply, completely infused by her clean sexy smell. Then she lowered her self fully onto me and said “kiss me….kiss my pussy through my panties…” I kissed her pussy eagerly, like I’d never kissed anything before. Her cotton panty gusset was soft and warm, and I could sense the shape of her pussy beneath it and could tell it was completely shaved and smooth. Claire then moved to a kneeling position, trapping my arms under her legs, and began gently and slowly rubbing herself on my nose mouth and chin….back and forth, over and over, until I sensed her panty crotch material getting slightly moist, and then soon after, she shuddered and whimpered softly, pressing her womanhood into my face as she brought herself to orgasm with her clitoris on my nose. Then she just sat there, lightly resting her crotch on my mouth, while still pinning my arms with her calves.
After a few minutes of this, she stood up above me again, and sensuously removed her dress, bra and panties, finally revealing her shaven-haven and her fantastic 36D boob job, all the while looking directly down into my eyes with a very contented and mischievous look on her face…She looked awesome, and she knew it. She knew that I realized she was completely in control, and was loving every minute of it. Turning around, she then did a sexy reverse nude face-sit on me, saying “you’re a good boy….you deserve a treat…”
As I lay there, with her ass cheeks covering my eyes, she undid my jeans, pulled out my now rock hard dick, and proceeded to slowly stroke me off, spitting into her hand first to add some lubrication…. She face-sat me gently, allowing me to breathe…then skillfully smothering me for just long enough to get me worried before raising herself slightly to allow me a breath. When I could, I lapped occasionally at her pussy, but was completely intoxicated by the moment.
This went on silently for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes, all the while my lips were pressed against her juicy pussy which I sniffed, kissed and licked between breaths until I exploded into her hand… As I came, she sat full-weight on my nose and mouth, completely sealing the air off, the dark and suffocation heightening the strength of my orgasm.
She sat there for a moment, completely enveloping my nose in her pussy hole, and then slid off me, sitting on her heels with my head nestled between her thighs. The top of my head was now pressed against her pussy, and she petted my forehead and smiled down at me for a minute while I gasped for air. Then she stood, and I noticed she still was wearing her mules. She slowly slipped her clothes back on while still standing above me, and then quietly turned and left the room as quickly as she had entered just a half hour before, saying she was going back to bed before the rest of the family returned. As she walked up the stairs, she called back to me, saying “ if you don’t tell anyone, we can do this again some time…”
I lay there speechless, prostrate on the floor, regaining my breath, my now softening stick dick still out….trying to contemplate what had just happened.
I was still light headed from the experience. The sound of the golf channel in the background brought me back to reality. The whole thing was surreal, like it had been a dream or something. I quickly tidied myself up using the napkin from my sandwich, and sat back down on the couch in case the rest of the family returned…
Claire and I had a couple more encounters like this over the next couple of years, (more details to follow) but she eventually divorced my uncle to marry some American Airlines pilot….Lucky guy!
I have no idea where she is now…