Chapter 11

Cyn shocked him when the dazzling smile dropped from her face and her head immediately dropped to his lap.

He felt her hot, wet lips engulf the head of his dick and suck on him. And she sucked hard. The power coming from her flirted on the edge of pain, but never actually crossed over that line. It was the most exquisite feeling that Alex had ever experienced. Cyn was literally sucking the orgasm out of him. Ripping his soul out through his cock and directly into her. Throughout his ejaculation, all he could feel was her desire to have him. And his desire – his animalistic need – to give himself to her.

At the time, he had no way of knowing whether her blowjob ability was well-honed technique or simply beginner’s luck, but over six decades later, at the age of eighty-five, as his tired and feeble hands held the equally frail hands of Cyn, his wife of sixty-one years, Alex would still vividly remember this exact moment.

As her tight fist slowed the pumping of his cock, and she eased up on the sucking, Alex was finally able to catch his breath. He looked down at the back of her head in wonder and amazement. They had known each other a sum total of about three hours and here she was sucking, slurping, and cleaning up his cum like they had been long-time lovers.

Still holding his cock, she sat up, smiled at him, then wiped the back of her other hand across her mouth. She said to him, “That was fun.”

Alex looked at her blankly, still unable to speak.

Cyn let go of his still-erect penis as her grin became a frown. “Is something the matter? Should I not have done that?”

“No. It’s ... okay.”

“Did I do it wrong?”

His mind finally able to focus on words, Alex reassured her, “Absolutely not. That was fantastic.”

Alex could see the relief on her face. “Oh, good. I wasn’t sure if you would like that.” Then she added, “Well, I mean, I’m sure that any man would like that! I just didn’t know if you would like that.” Her face scrunched up adorably. “Does that make any sense at all?”

“It makes total sense,” Alex replied. “It’s just that I found it funny that you said it was ‘fun.’”

“Well, it was fun. Did you have fun?”

“It was incredible.”

“Good.” She smiled and leaned in to kiss him. Her mouth tasted of a mixture of butter and cum that Alex found intoxicating. He was overcome with the urge to physically show this woman exactly what she meant to him.

He broke the kiss and asked, “Hey, do you want to get out of here?”

“Yes, please!” Cyn nodded towards the screen. “I can’t stand any more of this dreck.” As she gathered her trash, Alex started to stand. With her eyes, she motioned to his dick hanging out of his trousers. “Um?”