All Chapters of My Way With Old Ladies: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The doorbell rang that evening and it was my mum, now I told you earlier I was adopted but seeing my mum standing there in her multi coloured silk look dress gave me a woody, my mum is 48 years old and is called Sylvia. I had always fancied her especially knowing that she wasn't my birth mother somehow made it ok in my head.She had rung me earlier asking if she could see the flat so I invited her in and showed her around the flat, Mum had brown hair which came down past her shoulders and she was elegantly slim, UK size 6 and she only had B Cup breasts but she was still very attractive and always got admiring glances from men of all ages. The dress she was wearing looked silky and clung to her slim figure like a glove, it wasn't overly short and cut too low around the neck but she looked good enough for me.She had brought 2 bottles of wine as Dad had gone out

Jean had been married for 20 years with twin boys aged 19 who were away at university, her husband was a total prick, and he was the captain of the local golf club and a former Ryder Cup golfer and was very big headed about it. Jean herself was head mistress of the local comprehensive and she remembered me as one of her pupils when I first met her. I soon saw that she was lonely and really liked spending time with me, not just playing hide the sausage but just spending time with me and I really enjoyed her company.Mandy and I were having out usual Friday night fun with John down stairs watching a film when we heard the home phone rang, "Let John get it," she breathed heavily as my cock was slowly and gently moving in and out of her sopping wet cunt, it was wet with our combined juices as I come inside her once already that evening and she wanted me again before she went to sleep. I kissed her on the lips

I took Jean's hand and held it when John went into the kitchen and moved closer so she could whisper into my ear, "Thank you for being my date tonight, I know it must be an imposition having to spend the evening with an old woman like me."I kissed her cheek and replied softly "My pleasure, I have always thought you were an attractive lady so it's an honour to be your date, just a shame you are married or I would try to kiss more than your cheek."She laughed and said "Keep plying me with wine and you might just get your wish."I smiled and looked at her and said "Don't get too drunk so you can remember every detail of what I will be doing to you."She looked me squarely in the eye and said "You wouldn't want to with an old hag like me.""I bloody well would and given any encouragement I would have you wrapped up naked in my arms as soon as humanely possible."Just then Mandy called that dinner was ready and we all sat around the table, I noticed that Jean was now sticking to water so

She didn't object and she let me fuck her hard, she was panting in my ear and then she whispered "Please come in me."For the 2nd time that night I emptied myself inside her willing pussy, this time I held her close to me and I felt her body convulsions as she experienced orgasmic heaven.She stopped convulsing after a minute or so and then rolled off and lay on her back next to me, as she laid there she just said "Wow.""Wow indeed," I replied and rolled onto my side facing her stroking her stomach.She rolled to face me and smiled as she said "I'm tired but extremely happy now but will you make love to me in the morning?""Won't John and Mandy be surprised that I am still here in the morning? Not to mention coming out of yo

Chapter 1I had been best friends with Ryan since we were in High School. We always had a lot of fun back then. We were called the 2Ryan's; in case you are wondering my name is also Ryan. Both of us had spent a lot of time at each other's homes, and our parents didn't seem to mind. We finished high school and went off to different colleges, but as time went by we drifted apart. Ryan's Mom was a nice lady, good looking but a bit overweight, I know that I would have had a crush on her if she had a better body.I finished college and returned home to find a job. Things were going really well for me, but I did miss Ryan. Ryan did not return to our hometown after college but found a job in the city instead. He did return home for the holidays that year and invited me over to watch a hockey game and reminisce about old times. I was really looking forward to seeing Ryan and his family again; it had been some time since we had seen each other.I walked up to the front door and rang the bell;