Mid-Life Awakening - Sex Stories

Mid-Life Awakening

... After a moment, he disappeared from view. Suddenly, I got an email notification. I checked it.

"Follow me down the trail, so we can talk in private," it read.

I stood and followed. I was pleased. This man looked like a fucking Nubian god. I walked leisurely, checking my impulse to sprint, toward the trailhead and now the trail. After about five minutes, the handsome black man stepped out from behind a large oak tree and smiled.

"Hey, Baby, you're as pretty as I hoped you would be," he said with a grin.

I blushed and looked down, avoiding his eyes and said, "Thank you, I have to say I'm pretty pleased myself. You're gorgeous."

He looked around and back at me and said confidently, "Well, I think we're good. How about we head to your place and get to know one another a little better?"

My stomach fluttered with butterflies. I was nervous as hell. I nodded and replied, "Yes, sir. Just follow me. We'll be there in just a couple of minutes."

In less than five minutes or so, we were pulling into my driveway. I opened both garage doors with my remote so Jackson could park his car in my garage and no one would see his car. As we got out, he commented, "Nice place, Baby. Now that I've seen the garage, how about the rest of the place?"

"Sure," I said as I led him into the house from the garage.

"Can I get you something to drink?" I asked. I watched him survey the place. His eyes were roaming. He looked much younger than his 53 years.

"That's fine, Scotch ...

... and soda on ice, if you got it. Where's your bathroom?" he replied.

"Down the hall and to the left," I told Jackson.

As he made his way to the the hallway bathroom, I made his drink and one for myself. I sure needed mine for my nerves. In a moment, i heard him whistle as he walked back down the hallway. I turned with the drinks in hand and was astonished. He stood there completely naked. His long flaccid cock hung swinging between his legs and he wore a devious smile. I stammered, "Your....your...your drink."

He walked up to me nonchalantly and took his drink from my hand. Then we walked to the couch and sat down. He held his drink in one hand and stroked his cock with the other.

"Get naked," he commanded me. I did as I was told and he motioned for me to sit naked in the chair across the room from him.

"Now, Baby, I just want you to stare at my cock," he began, "think about it, dream about it...while I drink my Scotch...and hold in your desire until I tell you that you can come over here to it. Maybe you need to crawl over here to beg for it. I'm sure you need to beg Daddy for that cock."

He smiled, I was so horny I couldn't stand it. He grinned and slowly drank his drink. He spoke up again.

"See this big old fucking cock, boy?" he said as he slowly stroked it. I nodded.

He slowly stroked his cock with one strong hand while he sipped his drink with the other hand. I took a large gulp of my drink.

He grinned and said snidely, "You nursing that drink, ...