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My son, to keep me away from his wife, from whom he is separating, for fear that I would give her money, took me with him on a business trip to China where, in Shanghai, I had done the same things that a rich woman does here in Italy, including tonic and relaxing massage. I was lying prone, with my buttocks covered by the towel and the session was coming to an end, when I felt the light passage of a delicate fingertip, which starting from the clitoris caressed the small lips of my vagina and lingered on the wrinkled hole, giving me a thrill of pleasure. I had no reputation to protect, so I sighed voluptuously, knowing that my seductress was only waiting for my signal to continue.
With my husband it had always been a matter of a quickie, cock in pussy in bed, a few blowjobs while we were watching TV and since I was economically dependent on him, he had given me a vibrator, making me realize that the only betrayals I could afford were those with vibro as a partner and for years my orgasms were only with them, For she gave me one to add to my rich collection at every Epiphany, then at last the old lady with the scythe had taken it, I had become master of considerable substance, but I was now well over fifty. Now, however, I felt the finger of the masseuse walking inside the groove of the buttocks, a slight pressure when she reached the wrinkled hole, which until then had only felt the contact with the toilet paper, I wanted to feel the thrill of penetration, but she did not dare to do and then I stretched my hand backwards, I clutched her wrist and forced her to stick the phalanx in my ass and was the imput that triggered her lust. She turned me over in a supine position, dipped the fingers of the other hand in the bowl of perfumed oil and transformed my vagina into a source of orgasms that followed intermittent rhythms. "Kiss, kiss me!" I begged her and then, the same hand that had violated my ass, became mistress of my vulva that she was frantically fucking with four fingers, while she bent down to give me her tongue and held my nipple between her thumb and index finger, giving me the kind of pain that increases the intensity of pleasure. I felt the delirium, when I felt that I was about to reach the supreme orgasm, he took off from mine, his mouth replacing his hand, which in turn moved into my ass and pushed his finger deep into it. Her movements had a perfect synchronism, she always made me feel on the edge of the devastating pleasure that would deflagrate when she wanted it. The fingers squeezed first one and then the other nipple pulling them upwards, the mouth on the clitoris showed off all the lip caresses felt on hundreds of pussy, the tongue acted undisturbed, caressing the clitoris and then pushing stiffly inside, similar to the beak of a woodpecker repeatedly hitting a tree trunk. Never would I have believed that the anus could give me such poignant sensations and she knew it well, because the moment she felt the climax of my excitement, she omitted the action on nipples and vagina to make me shift my attention to her finger, which gave me an extraordinary ass orgasm. She kept it inside while she kissed me again, moving me into my taste buds, the taste of my moods, mixed with that of perfumed oil. When the beats of my heart slowly returned to normal, he slowly pulled my finger out of my sphincter, then slipped it into my mouth without bothering to clean it from the residues of my excrement; this imposition, combined with the magnetic gaze that addressed me, made me realize that I had become his. That same evening she wanted me to have fun without fear of being looted, so she forbade me to wear designer clothes and jewels and to bring money, and I would have reimbursed her on my return. In a shop, identical to the thousands there are in Italy, we had bought for me a miniskirt, a t-shirt, shoes to wear without socks and a fake leather jacket. Reflected in the mirror I saw the image of a pathetic 63-year-old woman.
Fried watons, spring rolls, almond chicken and sweet-and-sour pork, sweet-and-sour pancakes and my companion laughed when I told her that the menu was identical to the Chinese restaurants in my city. After dinner, we went into a meander of narrow streets, she knocked on a door, peephole opened, short break, we went in and had my first and only experience in a women's club.
She took me into a room in half-light, where there was only a big bed, she undressed me, made me stretch out, started kissing me and I felt no noise only I felt myself gently take a foot, then under the sole of it, I felt the softness of a breast, finally the pleasant surprise of a mouth and a tongue sucking and licking first one, then the other of my extremities. I expected that the one who took care of it would stop and instead I felt the presence of a third person who stretched to my right and took care of my breasts, delighting them with his hands and mouth. I was living the inconceivable I was sure I was dreaming because I would never have believed, not only to have sex with one woman, but even to have sex with three, it was for me a porn-film fantasy. I had never licked a woman's pussy before and yet I did it naturally by repeating with my tongue on hers, the same movements that hers did on me and meanwhile my escort settled down so that I could masturbate her: I was doing my first sixty-nine with one woman, I was masturbating another and a third one was kissing, licking and sucking my feet. Suddenly I felt a warm, rough tongue taking care of my ass. I thought a finger in the anus was the best, but I couldn't imagine what intoxicating sensations an expert tongue could give, licking it and trying to sneak in, so I dilated it so that it could penetrate it. Meanwhile my initiator did the same with the ass of the one underneath me. It was a beautiful sensation that my feet were so skillfully sucked so sublimely that of the tongue playing with my ass, while four fingers were sticking in the pussy trying to get the whole hand in then, I stopped licking for a moment to say "Yes, yes!!!". An intense but short-lived pain deflated me in the vagina that welcomed the hand that closed with a fist, and with the outstretched middle finger that hammered my uterus, he started to fuck me, swirling his wrist. It was really too much and I screamed my enjoyment in the pussy I was lapping, receiving in my mouth repeated jets of something sticky, which was definitely not urine.
I realized that my feet were no longer an object of interest, my hand came out of my vagina leaving me a void inside, then I felt my anus violate, I stretched my hand backwards to discover that it was a penis, however in the state of maximum excitement in which I was not formalized, rather I helped him in penetration. The glans entered with relative ease as well as the remaining part of the dick, then the sodomizer began to fuck me with intensity, he lowered himself on me and I was surprised by the pressure of his tits crushed on my back. A man with tits? I was fine with anything, by now my ass had become the epicenter of my orgasms, which overlapped each other at a dizzying pace.
These games lasted for the remaining twenty-one days we stayed in Shanghai where I spent much more than I could have given my daughter-in-law.
I returned home certain that I would have dragged in my erotic extravagances, Brunella, Carolina and Daniela, the friends of "bridge", were three sticks of dynamite ready to explode, just waiting for the fuses to burn ... it was for that purpose that I made a good supply of lighters.
With my husband it had always been a matter of a quickie, cock in pussy in bed, a few blowjobs while we were watching TV and since I was economically dependent on him, he had given me a vibrator, making me realize that the only betrayals I could afford were those with vibro as a partner and for years my orgasms were only with them, For she gave me one to add to my rich collection at every Epiphany, then at last the old lady with the scythe had taken it, I had become master of considerable substance, but I was now well over fifty. Now, however, I felt the finger of the masseuse walking inside the groove of the buttocks, a slight pressure when she reached the wrinkled hole, which until then had only felt the contact with the toilet paper, I wanted to feel the thrill of penetration, but she did not dare to do and then I stretched my hand backwards, I clutched her wrist and forced her to stick the phalanx in my ass and was the imput that triggered her lust. She turned me over in a supine position, dipped the fingers of the other hand in the bowl of perfumed oil and transformed my vagina into a source of orgasms that followed intermittent rhythms. "Kiss, kiss me!" I begged her and then, the same hand that had violated my ass, became mistress of my vulva that she was frantically fucking with four fingers, while she bent down to give me her tongue and held my nipple between her thumb and index finger, giving me the kind of pain that increases the intensity of pleasure. I felt the delirium, when I felt that I was about to reach the supreme orgasm, he took off from mine, his mouth replacing his hand, which in turn moved into my ass and pushed his finger deep into it. Her movements had a perfect synchronism, she always made me feel on the edge of the devastating pleasure that would deflagrate when she wanted it. The fingers squeezed first one and then the other nipple pulling them upwards, the mouth on the clitoris showed off all the lip caresses felt on hundreds of pussy, the tongue acted undisturbed, caressing the clitoris and then pushing stiffly inside, similar to the beak of a woodpecker repeatedly hitting a tree trunk. Never would I have believed that the anus could give me such poignant sensations and she knew it well, because the moment she felt the climax of my excitement, she omitted the action on nipples and vagina to make me shift my attention to her finger, which gave me an extraordinary ass orgasm. She kept it inside while she kissed me again, moving me into my taste buds, the taste of my moods, mixed with that of perfumed oil. When the beats of my heart slowly returned to normal, he slowly pulled my finger out of my sphincter, then slipped it into my mouth without bothering to clean it from the residues of my excrement; this imposition, combined with the magnetic gaze that addressed me, made me realize that I had become his. That same evening she wanted me to have fun without fear of being looted, so she forbade me to wear designer clothes and jewels and to bring money, and I would have reimbursed her on my return. In a shop, identical to the thousands there are in Italy, we had bought for me a miniskirt, a t-shirt, shoes to wear without socks and a fake leather jacket. Reflected in the mirror I saw the image of a pathetic 63-year-old woman.
Fried watons, spring rolls, almond chicken and sweet-and-sour pork, sweet-and-sour pancakes and my companion laughed when I told her that the menu was identical to the Chinese restaurants in my city. After dinner, we went into a meander of narrow streets, she knocked on a door, peephole opened, short break, we went in and had my first and only experience in a women's club.
She took me into a room in half-light, where there was only a big bed, she undressed me, made me stretch out, started kissing me and I felt no noise only I felt myself gently take a foot, then under the sole of it, I felt the softness of a breast, finally the pleasant surprise of a mouth and a tongue sucking and licking first one, then the other of my extremities. I expected that the one who took care of it would stop and instead I felt the presence of a third person who stretched to my right and took care of my breasts, delighting them with his hands and mouth. I was living the inconceivable I was sure I was dreaming because I would never have believed, not only to have sex with one woman, but even to have sex with three, it was for me a porn-film fantasy. I had never licked a woman's pussy before and yet I did it naturally by repeating with my tongue on hers, the same movements that hers did on me and meanwhile my escort settled down so that I could masturbate her: I was doing my first sixty-nine with one woman, I was masturbating another and a third one was kissing, licking and sucking my feet. Suddenly I felt a warm, rough tongue taking care of my ass. I thought a finger in the anus was the best, but I couldn't imagine what intoxicating sensations an expert tongue could give, licking it and trying to sneak in, so I dilated it so that it could penetrate it. Meanwhile my initiator did the same with the ass of the one underneath me. It was a beautiful sensation that my feet were so skillfully sucked so sublimely that of the tongue playing with my ass, while four fingers were sticking in the pussy trying to get the whole hand in then, I stopped licking for a moment to say "Yes, yes!!!". An intense but short-lived pain deflated me in the vagina that welcomed the hand that closed with a fist, and with the outstretched middle finger that hammered my uterus, he started to fuck me, swirling his wrist. It was really too much and I screamed my enjoyment in the pussy I was lapping, receiving in my mouth repeated jets of something sticky, which was definitely not urine.
I realized that my feet were no longer an object of interest, my hand came out of my vagina leaving me a void inside, then I felt my anus violate, I stretched my hand backwards to discover that it was a penis, however in the state of maximum excitement in which I was not formalized, rather I helped him in penetration. The glans entered with relative ease as well as the remaining part of the dick, then the sodomizer began to fuck me with intensity, he lowered himself on me and I was surprised by the pressure of his tits crushed on my back. A man with tits? I was fine with anything, by now my ass had become the epicenter of my orgasms, which overlapped each other at a dizzying pace.
These games lasted for the remaining twenty-one days we stayed in Shanghai where I spent much more than I could have given my daughter-in-law.
I returned home certain that I would have dragged in my erotic extravagances, Brunella, Carolina and Daniela, the friends of "bridge", were three sticks of dynamite ready to explode, just waiting for the fuses to burn ... it was for that purpose that I made a good supply of lighters.
