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It's academic after all.
A late starter fronts up
Meredith was the daughter of two academics and her aim was to follow them into academia. A stellar high school career followed by academic success led to successive steps until she became the head of faculty at the age of 38.
She was back in the same city she grew up in after short stints at universities around the globe and living again with her parents.
Meredith was attractive and had had several short term romances which never led anywhere ? whether through her mother's stern demeanor or her dedication to academic excellence, she did not know.
The simple fact was that her reluctance to allow hands and fingers into those places which might have inflamed her passions and sexual pleasure had left them withering on the vine. Suggestions that might have awakened them were cut short with a withering glance that gave her a reputation of being an iron maiden.
It was not important ? the net effect was that she was still unmarried and living a comfortable life with her parents and brother. Life was great and then a series of events occurred which were to change her life. Her brother took a position in another city and then her father died.
Her mother was still there for company but was getting dementia and Meredith could no longer look after her. Her mother was placed in a home and soon died. Meredith was alone in her childhood home and feeling very isolated. There was nobody to talk to.
Part of her life was to go conferences around the world ? this was where you met people and swapped ideas. The same people were always there and she felt part of a family. Often she would go with another member of the faculty. George would be at the social gatherings and generally be part of the bonhomie.
A year to the day after her mother died George noted while having dinner that Meredith was depressed and when told the reason determined to try and help Meredith drown her sorrows with a bottle of wine. Meredith didn't normally drink and with just a few glasses was a little tipsy. George took Meredith to her room in the hotel where she finished the bottle with one last glass.
It was enough to make her very sleepy and she flopped on the bed. She was fully clothed and promptly fell asleep. George was a little concerned that she might be sick and need help and turned the lights off and went to sleep next to her. George was on top of the covers and Meredith under them.
Nobody afterwards could explain how it happened but somehow during the night Meredith and George, while still asleep, managed to snuggle up to each other. Those who regularly sleep with a partner will recognize the phenomenon. Bodies shift during the night without intent.
In the middle of the night ? nobody knows just when, Meredith awoke and found herself with her arms around George and his arms around her. She changed into her nightie and crept back under the covers thinking that this would prevent a second occurrence.
Those who are familiar with somnambulism will not be surprised to learn that Meredith and George ended up in the same position as before. It would never be clear whether only one or both had sub-conscious desires for human warmth and had taken the opportunity not previously available to practice them.
When the sun's rays streamed in through the window they both woke more or less simultaneously and George found himself looking into Meredith's eyes and did what came naturally ? he kissed Meredith.
Meredith could have reacted and leapt out of bed but the soft touch of his lips filled that emotional vacuum that had depressed her the previous night. She responded as her natural desire for human warmth overcame all other thoughts and kissed him back. There were no words.
At this point George did what any red-blooded male would do and got off the bed and slipped under the covers and snuggled up close to her ample breasts. George's wife had left him a few months earlier and he was able to put all his talents of digital stimulation to work.
Meredith thought: "All my thoughts of depression have lifted. This must be good for me. I like it. It must be almost twenty years since I kissed a man like this and it's years since anybody made a pass at me or invited me on a date.
I no longer feel alone. His hands are on my breasts ? they have not been touched for years. Oh god. Now he's twiddling my nipples. "
Erotic nerve endings which had been in hibernation for a long time were coming back to life and sending the most delicious sensations to their owner. All those repressed sexual urges were, like 'Jack in the Box', about to be released, never to be put back in.
A cascade of emotions flooded Meredith's brain. The simple fact was that Meredith had forgotten, if she had ever known, that her pussy could be utilized for pleasure. It had never been used so she didn't even know.
George's hands slipped under her nightie so that he could feel the warmth of her flesh without the barrier of the material. Skin on skin Ataşehir Escort (http://www.escortdenisa.com/) increased the sensation. It was so good to be feeling a woman's breasts again and these were large and soft and warm. George nibbled her ear and licked at the side of her neck.
There were no words. Meredith could not speak because her lips were in constant contact with George's and she didn't want to interrupt the delicious sensations. As his hand crept slowly down her stomach and into her pubic patch, Meredith knew that he was about to put his fingers where no man had ever been. It was very unfamiliar territory even for her own fingers.
His hand cupped her Mons Veneris while his middle finger separated her lips and sent a tsunami of pleasure to those receptors which had been longing for a wake-up call. George's expert fingers gripped her clitoris and moved in a longitudinal direction back and forth and then pulled the hood and pushed on the exposed clitoris. The dam had been broken and the moisture began to pool in her vulva which became decidedly mushy ? much to Meredith's surprise.
He massaged her inner lips and then dipped a single finger and then two into her vagina. After about twenty minutes of unrelenting massage Meredith let out a sound, a tiny squeal and her bottom jolted off the bed. Their lips separated as she started puffing and her eyes were transfixed on him.
Meredith communed with herself as her mind took leave of itself:
"Was that an Oh My God moment?? Have I been taken by the devil? What have I just done? Oh god, it's delicious.
There is throbbing in places I never knew existed. I feel an irresistible urge to have sex. I have just had the entrée but I know there is another course and I am still hungry. I want to be penetrated.
My pussy is sending signals that it wants more. The pent-up desire of my sexual destiny is taking over my body and I have an uncontrollable need to open my legs and let nature take its course, whatever that might be. George will know what to do.
This isn't a one night stand ? I have known George for years. Maybe we can be together for the long term. We certainly like each other. I'm not on the pill. Who cares if I have a baby? Mother would like that. She always wanted grandchildren. In that moment of madness Meredith made her decision ? I want to have sex with this man. This is an opportunity not to be missed."
Meredith said: "George. Georgie boy. Oh George. I want you to make love to me now. What do I have to do?"
She actually wanted to say the word fuck, but she had never uttered it once.
George took his pillow and placed it under Meredith's bottom and knelt between her open legs. He lifted and opened them until her knees were around her ears and then gently placed his dick in the vestibule of her vagina. Meredith knew that something was going to force its way inside her but to this point had not even felt it or seen it.
Visions came back to her of seeing her mother in just the same position making pleasurable sounds as her father moved in and out on top of her. That vision made it all seem right.
The expression, 'She didn't know what was coming to her', probably made a lot of sense in this situation because in fact Meredith's primal instincts had taken over her mind. She knew that pain could be involved but as part of her general decision-making philosophy, 'short term pain for long term pleasure', this would be a good decision.
As the intruder slipped further in and stretched the walls of her vagina, there was no pain ? just curiosity as to what would happen next. It did not take long for the feeling of long strokes in and out of her vagina to send pleasure signals to her brain. They were not as good as the signals from her clitoris but very nice indeed.
Like a broken record, Meredith was having a conversation with herself which kept repeating ?
"This is not happening; I can't believe it; surely he hasn't got his dick in my pussy; I like it; did I willingly open my legs and let him in; don't stop; am I naked in bed with a man?
Wasn't it supposed to hurt?; you slut; you're not a slut; what you're doing is natural; did he really touch my clitoris?; I can't believe this feels so good.; keep going."
The conversation stopped the moment she tried to visualize what she looked like with her legs in the air and George pumping on top of her.
George by the same token did not feel any pangs of regret. Ever since his last really good fuck, months ago, he had been casting his eye around for a candidate for a bit of nookie. He hadn't given a moment's thought to Meredith ? she just didn't seem the type.
He had made a mistake in not thinking of her and that was his only regret. There was a feeling of triumph as his dick was indoctrinating her with the pleasures of sex.
George thought: I must be doing it right because she seems to be enjoying it.
George was a skillful lover and kept going for what seemed like a long time to Meredith and what seemed like a short time Kadıköy Escort (http://www.escortdenisa.com/) for George. The rhythmic piston stokes elicited a similar response from her and they were soon acting in unison. Meredith felt a few pulses in her vagina and it was all over. She luxuriated in the afterglow of a very successful first time.
As George thrust in and out, he felt he was making a surgical strike on her depression ? he was the key in the keyhole surgery. The mental change occasioned by the clitoral orgasm before he penetrated her had changed her outlook forever. As he slipped out reluctantly from his new haven of warmth, Meredith lowered her legs, removed the pillow and held his warm body against hers.
If warmth was love, this was love. She looked into George's eyes and pecked at his lips for quite a time until she reached around for a tissue, squeezed it between her legs and was on her way to the bathroom. After a few minutes George went into the bathroom to find her about to step from the shower into the spa.
George had expected that he would see her naked body for the first time but instead found Meredith with a towel around herself stepping out of the shower towards the already running Jacuzzi.
While the loss of virginity might have been a significant event for a much younger woman, for Meredith it was just the by-product of an injection of love into her pussy, which was an anti-dote for her depression and anxiety of the previous day.
Meredith had never contemplated having sex and had never given any thought to losing her virginity. She was the same Meredith she had always been and nothing had changed.
On the other hand she was now looking at a naked man for the first time and her gaze quickly alighted on George's semi-flaccid penis and she realized that it had just been inside her minutes before. It looked so big but was actually very comfortable.
Realizing how crazy it was to cover up in front of a man who had just been exploring her most intimate parts, she took off her towel to reveal nicely shaped but slightly drooping breasts with dark aureoles and a clump of still wet pubic hair.
The sight of a naked woman, which George had not enjoyed for a long time, caused a surge of blood to his penis and he was soon erect.
Meredith said: "Oh My God. Oh My God".
Meredith led him into the Jacuzzi and enjoyed the relaxing pulsations of the warm water.
It was first time they had spoken since her invitation to make love and so much had taken place.
Meredith: "Did what happened this morning actually happen? Are we really here?"
George: "Yes. Did you enjoy it?"
Meredith: "I can't believe it."
George: "Well you look so much happier than last night."
Meredith: "I know. I can't believe it. How did it happen? I never had any intention of doing that with you. After so many years I almost forgot I had a vagina."
George: "You got a bit tipsy and lost your inhibitions and sleepwalked into my arms. It was all downhill from there."
Meredith: "You were so nice and gentle. That was the first orgasm I have ever had."
George: "Really? May you have many more."
Meredith: "Stand up. I have never seen a naked man this close before."
George stood up. His penis was almost as long as it ever got but not fully stiff.
Meredith: "Oh my!"
She touched it nervously and watched as it got really hard. Meredith was particularly interested, not only because she was so unfamiliar with dicks in general, but because she was interested to see if there was something different about George's.
It came naturally to apply her academic interest into everything ? why not this magnificent object in front of her eyes and so close at hand.
It was perfectly natural for females of all ages to see what the other sex had between their legs and older women were particularly interested because they knew where it was going to go and because its sight set in motion primitive uncontrollable desires.
Meredith's interest was different to most ? she had felt it inside her before she saw or felt it. She looked at the ridge ? academic papers said it was designed like that to scoop out semen from the previous male in the vagina. But women didn't have multiple partners like that. Something was odd. She would have to look into that.
Suddenly the essential difference between men and women could be explained. A penis had to force its way into a woman. It was active. A woman could not vacuum a penis into her vagina. She was passive. This defined their relationship.
Meredith drifted off into a reverie imagining it forcing its way into her vagina. Her hand formed around it and she looked at the opening between her thumb and forefinger and thought ?
Meredith: "Wow, I must have opened up that much".
George, while he liked being the object of her admiration wanted to show her something new that she would like.
George:" My wife used to love doing this in a Jacuzzi. Position yourself like this with your Bostancı Escort (http://www.escortdenisa.com/) legs over the side and your bottom under the water jet."
Meredith had her legs up and the water pulsing against her pussy and in a few minutes had her second orgasm.
Meredith: "That's so great. I never knew you could do that. Now I understand why Jacuzzis are so popular."
She twisted around and fastened her mouth over George's erection and proceeded to do what came naturally until George removed her mouth and spun her around. He bent her over from the waist and spread her legs. While Meredith had been sort of aware that a woman viewed naked from the front looked sexy and seductive showing her breasts and her pubic triangle, it had not occurred to her that a woman viewed from behind was also exciting to a man's view.
The fact was that she had never seen herself from behind and had no idea what was exposed when she bent over. If she had been exposed to a man from the front, she would have instinctively covered herself as best as possible by covering her breasts and hairy triangle but from behind she would not have bothered to cover anything.
Meredith now found herself with nowhere to look but the pillows in front of her and had an impending sense of fear and concern that things she could not see were about to touch her in places that were not used to being touched. She started slightly at the touch of George's finger sliding up and down her vulva and diddling her clitoris.
His thumb slipped into her vagina and was on her G-spot at the same as his finger tip was on her clitoris and the movement brought the most delicious sensations to her pussy until the moment when George removed his hand and she could feel his penis slipping up and down her vulva increasing the expectation of something wonderful about to happen.
George's view of her beautifully rounded bum cheeks on both sides of her swollen hairy lips and her slit brought out the most primitive masculine desire to penetrate the glistening lake at the entrance to her vagina. He watched with intense pleasure at the sight of his dick disappearing into her void.
Meredith could only imagine what was happening but nevertheless was pleasantly surprised when what had been between her lips a few moments ago was now between her lips down below. It moved in and out until she felt those pulses again and could feel him falling out.
George: " We are going to have so much fun together."
Meredith: "I know. I'm really looking forward to be with you. "
They dried each other sensuously and dressed. Meredith's hand spent ages feeling George's flaccid dick. The temptation was too great ? she fastened her lips around it again but it didn't respond this time. They kissed each other again and after a few minutes the serious Meredith reappeared and said,
"Don't you think we should go down to the conference. It's getting late and I feel hungry."
When the conference finished that night Meredith walked to George and said,
Meredith said, "There is a lovely little restaurant down the road and we should talk. We have a lot to talk about."
George: "Sure"
The truth was that Meredith had not been concentrating very much during the day's proceedings. Her mind was in turmoil reflecting what had happened in the previous few hours and she was endeavoring to make sense of it all.
She had found out some years ago that her nickname in the faculty was 'The Virgin' and was trying to work out how to she would reveal this new relationship. For this reason she had tried to keep away from George during the day and now wanted everything to look the way it was the day before.
When they reached the restaurant and sat down, her hand quietly slipped under the table and held George's hand warmly. In her own quiet way she wanted to cement the relationship. The table was set with two candles and they had a very nice meal together with only one glass of wine. Meredith did not want to be tipsy like she was the night before.
Meredith held most of the conversation as she tried to explain a bit about herself to George. What she wanted to explain was that there was Meredith Mark I and as a result of last night now a new and different person called Meredith Mark II.
She explained how when she was much younger and dating how she had looked forward to getting married and having her first sexual experience with a man but how it had all faded over time and that it was now all coming back again to her.
What concerned her was that her first experience last night had happened in the dark almost in a blur and that she felt in some way cheated by missing out on what she knew was a most significant event. What she wanted to do was to go back to the hotel and that George would recreate that special moment as if she was a virgin coming from her wedding.
Neither George nor anybody else had ever seen Meredith's romantic side and all of a sudden it was showing itself. George understood completely.
He remembered vividly how his first wife, scarcely 20 years old and still a virgin, had behaved when they were finally alone in the bridal suite after the wedding. She had allowed him to take all her clothes off slowly and sensuously until she was left with only a white lace covering over her pubic triangle.
A late starter fronts up
Meredith was the daughter of two academics and her aim was to follow them into academia. A stellar high school career followed by academic success led to successive steps until she became the head of faculty at the age of 38.
She was back in the same city she grew up in after short stints at universities around the globe and living again with her parents.
Meredith was attractive and had had several short term romances which never led anywhere ? whether through her mother's stern demeanor or her dedication to academic excellence, she did not know.
The simple fact was that her reluctance to allow hands and fingers into those places which might have inflamed her passions and sexual pleasure had left them withering on the vine. Suggestions that might have awakened them were cut short with a withering glance that gave her a reputation of being an iron maiden.
It was not important ? the net effect was that she was still unmarried and living a comfortable life with her parents and brother. Life was great and then a series of events occurred which were to change her life. Her brother took a position in another city and then her father died.
Her mother was still there for company but was getting dementia and Meredith could no longer look after her. Her mother was placed in a home and soon died. Meredith was alone in her childhood home and feeling very isolated. There was nobody to talk to.
Part of her life was to go conferences around the world ? this was where you met people and swapped ideas. The same people were always there and she felt part of a family. Often she would go with another member of the faculty. George would be at the social gatherings and generally be part of the bonhomie.
A year to the day after her mother died George noted while having dinner that Meredith was depressed and when told the reason determined to try and help Meredith drown her sorrows with a bottle of wine. Meredith didn't normally drink and with just a few glasses was a little tipsy. George took Meredith to her room in the hotel where she finished the bottle with one last glass.
It was enough to make her very sleepy and she flopped on the bed. She was fully clothed and promptly fell asleep. George was a little concerned that she might be sick and need help and turned the lights off and went to sleep next to her. George was on top of the covers and Meredith under them.
Nobody afterwards could explain how it happened but somehow during the night Meredith and George, while still asleep, managed to snuggle up to each other. Those who regularly sleep with a partner will recognize the phenomenon. Bodies shift during the night without intent.
In the middle of the night ? nobody knows just when, Meredith awoke and found herself with her arms around George and his arms around her. She changed into her nightie and crept back under the covers thinking that this would prevent a second occurrence.
Those who are familiar with somnambulism will not be surprised to learn that Meredith and George ended up in the same position as before. It would never be clear whether only one or both had sub-conscious desires for human warmth and had taken the opportunity not previously available to practice them.
When the sun's rays streamed in through the window they both woke more or less simultaneously and George found himself looking into Meredith's eyes and did what came naturally ? he kissed Meredith.
Meredith could have reacted and leapt out of bed but the soft touch of his lips filled that emotional vacuum that had depressed her the previous night. She responded as her natural desire for human warmth overcame all other thoughts and kissed him back. There were no words.
At this point George did what any red-blooded male would do and got off the bed and slipped under the covers and snuggled up close to her ample breasts. George's wife had left him a few months earlier and he was able to put all his talents of digital stimulation to work.
Meredith thought: "All my thoughts of depression have lifted. This must be good for me. I like it. It must be almost twenty years since I kissed a man like this and it's years since anybody made a pass at me or invited me on a date.
I no longer feel alone. His hands are on my breasts ? they have not been touched for years. Oh god. Now he's twiddling my nipples. "
Erotic nerve endings which had been in hibernation for a long time were coming back to life and sending the most delicious sensations to their owner. All those repressed sexual urges were, like 'Jack in the Box', about to be released, never to be put back in.
A cascade of emotions flooded Meredith's brain. The simple fact was that Meredith had forgotten, if she had ever known, that her pussy could be utilized for pleasure. It had never been used so she didn't even know.
George's hands slipped under her nightie so that he could feel the warmth of her flesh without the barrier of the material. Skin on skin Ataşehir Escort (http://www.escortdenisa.com/) increased the sensation. It was so good to be feeling a woman's breasts again and these were large and soft and warm. George nibbled her ear and licked at the side of her neck.
There were no words. Meredith could not speak because her lips were in constant contact with George's and she didn't want to interrupt the delicious sensations. As his hand crept slowly down her stomach and into her pubic patch, Meredith knew that he was about to put his fingers where no man had ever been. It was very unfamiliar territory even for her own fingers.
His hand cupped her Mons Veneris while his middle finger separated her lips and sent a tsunami of pleasure to those receptors which had been longing for a wake-up call. George's expert fingers gripped her clitoris and moved in a longitudinal direction back and forth and then pulled the hood and pushed on the exposed clitoris. The dam had been broken and the moisture began to pool in her vulva which became decidedly mushy ? much to Meredith's surprise.
He massaged her inner lips and then dipped a single finger and then two into her vagina. After about twenty minutes of unrelenting massage Meredith let out a sound, a tiny squeal and her bottom jolted off the bed. Their lips separated as she started puffing and her eyes were transfixed on him.
Meredith communed with herself as her mind took leave of itself:
"Was that an Oh My God moment?? Have I been taken by the devil? What have I just done? Oh god, it's delicious.
There is throbbing in places I never knew existed. I feel an irresistible urge to have sex. I have just had the entrée but I know there is another course and I am still hungry. I want to be penetrated.
My pussy is sending signals that it wants more. The pent-up desire of my sexual destiny is taking over my body and I have an uncontrollable need to open my legs and let nature take its course, whatever that might be. George will know what to do.
This isn't a one night stand ? I have known George for years. Maybe we can be together for the long term. We certainly like each other. I'm not on the pill. Who cares if I have a baby? Mother would like that. She always wanted grandchildren. In that moment of madness Meredith made her decision ? I want to have sex with this man. This is an opportunity not to be missed."
Meredith said: "George. Georgie boy. Oh George. I want you to make love to me now. What do I have to do?"
She actually wanted to say the word fuck, but she had never uttered it once.
George took his pillow and placed it under Meredith's bottom and knelt between her open legs. He lifted and opened them until her knees were around her ears and then gently placed his dick in the vestibule of her vagina. Meredith knew that something was going to force its way inside her but to this point had not even felt it or seen it.
Visions came back to her of seeing her mother in just the same position making pleasurable sounds as her father moved in and out on top of her. That vision made it all seem right.
The expression, 'She didn't know what was coming to her', probably made a lot of sense in this situation because in fact Meredith's primal instincts had taken over her mind. She knew that pain could be involved but as part of her general decision-making philosophy, 'short term pain for long term pleasure', this would be a good decision.
As the intruder slipped further in and stretched the walls of her vagina, there was no pain ? just curiosity as to what would happen next. It did not take long for the feeling of long strokes in and out of her vagina to send pleasure signals to her brain. They were not as good as the signals from her clitoris but very nice indeed.
Like a broken record, Meredith was having a conversation with herself which kept repeating ?
"This is not happening; I can't believe it; surely he hasn't got his dick in my pussy; I like it; did I willingly open my legs and let him in; don't stop; am I naked in bed with a man?
Wasn't it supposed to hurt?; you slut; you're not a slut; what you're doing is natural; did he really touch my clitoris?; I can't believe this feels so good.; keep going."
The conversation stopped the moment she tried to visualize what she looked like with her legs in the air and George pumping on top of her.
George by the same token did not feel any pangs of regret. Ever since his last really good fuck, months ago, he had been casting his eye around for a candidate for a bit of nookie. He hadn't given a moment's thought to Meredith ? she just didn't seem the type.
He had made a mistake in not thinking of her and that was his only regret. There was a feeling of triumph as his dick was indoctrinating her with the pleasures of sex.
George thought: I must be doing it right because she seems to be enjoying it.
George was a skillful lover and kept going for what seemed like a long time to Meredith and what seemed like a short time Kadıköy Escort (http://www.escortdenisa.com/) for George. The rhythmic piston stokes elicited a similar response from her and they were soon acting in unison. Meredith felt a few pulses in her vagina and it was all over. She luxuriated in the afterglow of a very successful first time.
As George thrust in and out, he felt he was making a surgical strike on her depression ? he was the key in the keyhole surgery. The mental change occasioned by the clitoral orgasm before he penetrated her had changed her outlook forever. As he slipped out reluctantly from his new haven of warmth, Meredith lowered her legs, removed the pillow and held his warm body against hers.
If warmth was love, this was love. She looked into George's eyes and pecked at his lips for quite a time until she reached around for a tissue, squeezed it between her legs and was on her way to the bathroom. After a few minutes George went into the bathroom to find her about to step from the shower into the spa.
George had expected that he would see her naked body for the first time but instead found Meredith with a towel around herself stepping out of the shower towards the already running Jacuzzi.
While the loss of virginity might have been a significant event for a much younger woman, for Meredith it was just the by-product of an injection of love into her pussy, which was an anti-dote for her depression and anxiety of the previous day.
Meredith had never contemplated having sex and had never given any thought to losing her virginity. She was the same Meredith she had always been and nothing had changed.
On the other hand she was now looking at a naked man for the first time and her gaze quickly alighted on George's semi-flaccid penis and she realized that it had just been inside her minutes before. It looked so big but was actually very comfortable.
Realizing how crazy it was to cover up in front of a man who had just been exploring her most intimate parts, she took off her towel to reveal nicely shaped but slightly drooping breasts with dark aureoles and a clump of still wet pubic hair.
The sight of a naked woman, which George had not enjoyed for a long time, caused a surge of blood to his penis and he was soon erect.
Meredith said: "Oh My God. Oh My God".
Meredith led him into the Jacuzzi and enjoyed the relaxing pulsations of the warm water.
It was first time they had spoken since her invitation to make love and so much had taken place.
Meredith: "Did what happened this morning actually happen? Are we really here?"
George: "Yes. Did you enjoy it?"
Meredith: "I can't believe it."
George: "Well you look so much happier than last night."
Meredith: "I know. I can't believe it. How did it happen? I never had any intention of doing that with you. After so many years I almost forgot I had a vagina."
George: "You got a bit tipsy and lost your inhibitions and sleepwalked into my arms. It was all downhill from there."
Meredith: "You were so nice and gentle. That was the first orgasm I have ever had."
George: "Really? May you have many more."
Meredith: "Stand up. I have never seen a naked man this close before."
George stood up. His penis was almost as long as it ever got but not fully stiff.
Meredith: "Oh my!"
She touched it nervously and watched as it got really hard. Meredith was particularly interested, not only because she was so unfamiliar with dicks in general, but because she was interested to see if there was something different about George's.
It came naturally to apply her academic interest into everything ? why not this magnificent object in front of her eyes and so close at hand.
It was perfectly natural for females of all ages to see what the other sex had between their legs and older women were particularly interested because they knew where it was going to go and because its sight set in motion primitive uncontrollable desires.
Meredith's interest was different to most ? she had felt it inside her before she saw or felt it. She looked at the ridge ? academic papers said it was designed like that to scoop out semen from the previous male in the vagina. But women didn't have multiple partners like that. Something was odd. She would have to look into that.
Suddenly the essential difference between men and women could be explained. A penis had to force its way into a woman. It was active. A woman could not vacuum a penis into her vagina. She was passive. This defined their relationship.
Meredith drifted off into a reverie imagining it forcing its way into her vagina. Her hand formed around it and she looked at the opening between her thumb and forefinger and thought ?
Meredith: "Wow, I must have opened up that much".
George, while he liked being the object of her admiration wanted to show her something new that she would like.
George:" My wife used to love doing this in a Jacuzzi. Position yourself like this with your Bostancı Escort (http://www.escortdenisa.com/) legs over the side and your bottom under the water jet."
Meredith had her legs up and the water pulsing against her pussy and in a few minutes had her second orgasm.
Meredith: "That's so great. I never knew you could do that. Now I understand why Jacuzzis are so popular."
She twisted around and fastened her mouth over George's erection and proceeded to do what came naturally until George removed her mouth and spun her around. He bent her over from the waist and spread her legs. While Meredith had been sort of aware that a woman viewed naked from the front looked sexy and seductive showing her breasts and her pubic triangle, it had not occurred to her that a woman viewed from behind was also exciting to a man's view.
The fact was that she had never seen herself from behind and had no idea what was exposed when she bent over. If she had been exposed to a man from the front, she would have instinctively covered herself as best as possible by covering her breasts and hairy triangle but from behind she would not have bothered to cover anything.
Meredith now found herself with nowhere to look but the pillows in front of her and had an impending sense of fear and concern that things she could not see were about to touch her in places that were not used to being touched. She started slightly at the touch of George's finger sliding up and down her vulva and diddling her clitoris.
His thumb slipped into her vagina and was on her G-spot at the same as his finger tip was on her clitoris and the movement brought the most delicious sensations to her pussy until the moment when George removed his hand and she could feel his penis slipping up and down her vulva increasing the expectation of something wonderful about to happen.
George's view of her beautifully rounded bum cheeks on both sides of her swollen hairy lips and her slit brought out the most primitive masculine desire to penetrate the glistening lake at the entrance to her vagina. He watched with intense pleasure at the sight of his dick disappearing into her void.
Meredith could only imagine what was happening but nevertheless was pleasantly surprised when what had been between her lips a few moments ago was now between her lips down below. It moved in and out until she felt those pulses again and could feel him falling out.
George: " We are going to have so much fun together."
Meredith: "I know. I'm really looking forward to be with you. "
They dried each other sensuously and dressed. Meredith's hand spent ages feeling George's flaccid dick. The temptation was too great ? she fastened her lips around it again but it didn't respond this time. They kissed each other again and after a few minutes the serious Meredith reappeared and said,
"Don't you think we should go down to the conference. It's getting late and I feel hungry."
When the conference finished that night Meredith walked to George and said,
Meredith said, "There is a lovely little restaurant down the road and we should talk. We have a lot to talk about."
George: "Sure"
The truth was that Meredith had not been concentrating very much during the day's proceedings. Her mind was in turmoil reflecting what had happened in the previous few hours and she was endeavoring to make sense of it all.
She had found out some years ago that her nickname in the faculty was 'The Virgin' and was trying to work out how to she would reveal this new relationship. For this reason she had tried to keep away from George during the day and now wanted everything to look the way it was the day before.
When they reached the restaurant and sat down, her hand quietly slipped under the table and held George's hand warmly. In her own quiet way she wanted to cement the relationship. The table was set with two candles and they had a very nice meal together with only one glass of wine. Meredith did not want to be tipsy like she was the night before.
Meredith held most of the conversation as she tried to explain a bit about herself to George. What she wanted to explain was that there was Meredith Mark I and as a result of last night now a new and different person called Meredith Mark II.
She explained how when she was much younger and dating how she had looked forward to getting married and having her first sexual experience with a man but how it had all faded over time and that it was now all coming back again to her.
What concerned her was that her first experience last night had happened in the dark almost in a blur and that she felt in some way cheated by missing out on what she knew was a most significant event. What she wanted to do was to go back to the hotel and that George would recreate that special moment as if she was a virgin coming from her wedding.
Neither George nor anybody else had ever seen Meredith's romantic side and all of a sudden it was showing itself. George understood completely.
He remembered vividly how his first wife, scarcely 20 years old and still a virgin, had behaved when they were finally alone in the bridal suite after the wedding. She had allowed him to take all her clothes off slowly and sensuously until she was left with only a white lace covering over her pubic triangle.