Date: Mon, 5 Jun 2023 14:41:53 +0000 (UTC) From: Andrew St.Clair Subject: My Life with Bill My Life with Bill -- Ch. 1 By Andy St.Clair Gay Erotica - Intended for Mature Audiences Only This story will contain graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, strong language and it is not meant for readers who are less than 18 years of age. Consider making a donation to Nifty by clicking the little blue button on the front page, as they help us all enjoy so many great stories, while aiding authors like me to display their work. This story is dedicated to my husband, lover and friend, Bill, who sadly passed away 6 years ago, aged 71. We had met 10 years earlier, in an online chatroom. We decided to meet in person and hit it off almost immediately. He was such a sweet and friendly guy. Lucky for me the attraction was mutual. When we made love that first night, I knew he was a keeper. Chapter 1 On my way out to his house - he lived about 50 miles away - I stopped by the local supermarket to purchase some condoms and lube. I wanted to be prepared for anything! When I arrived, he was standing at the door and greeted me with a warm and friendly smile. We hugged and he showed me inside. It was a beautiful, if somewhat cluttered-looking single-family home in a mid-sized town in Ontario. He offered me something to drink, which I gladly accepted as my mouth was very dry from nervousness, and we sat down and talked. He told me that he had recently retired from a big company but had set up his own handyman business to keep himself busy in his retirement. I felt very comfortable. He really had a way to put me at ease. He betrayed no sign of pushiness or urgency at all. It was as though we were old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time and needed to catch up. After a while he offered to show me around the house, which I gladly accepted, as my back was beginning to stiffen from sitting on his plush sofa for over half an hour. His was a 2-story house, and the upstairs was just as cluttered as the downstairs, but in a totally non-offensive way. It was just stuff, neatly stacked in various places. It did not offend me in the least, even though I am a bit of a neat-freak. When we arrived at the bedroom, I sat down on his bed, and made a joke about how firm the mattress felt. "Not as firm as my dick," he immediately replied. That definitely broke the ice. I laughed and hugged him, still sitting on the edge of the bed. He stepped closer to me and I put my head against his stomach and pulled him even more tightly toward me. A warm and wondrous feeling came over me. I knew I was in the right place, with the right guy. I caressed his back under his shirt, and ran my hands down to his butt, still covered by his pants. I felt his hard cock pressing against my throat and began to get very excited myself. My hands slid to the front of his pants, and I undid them, fumbling around for a little while until I got the hang of how to undo his belt. Then my hand slipped into his boxers and encountered his 5 inch uncut cock. It felt amazing in my hand. I pulled down his boxers and proceeded to lick it, running my tongue all over the head and up and down his shaft. Already I could taste a few drops of precum. It felt like sweet nectar to me. All I wanted at this moment was him deep inside of me. He pulled me up and laid me down on the bed and laid down next to me. Then he began to kiss me, and I could immediately feel the electricity between us. It felt amazing. Our tongues intertwined, and I felt his excitement increasing. He held me close, and I put my leg over his body, giving him even closer contact with my abdominal area. Then I whispered into his ear, "make love to me please, baby. I want to feel your cock so bad." After a while, he sat me up again and took off my shirt, shorts, and briefs. I loved how he gently caressed my legs. I could tell it was a big turn-on for him. We spoke very little during this time. It was as if we had done this a thousand times and were on auto-pilot. He took off his shirt and the rest of his clothes while I laid back, completely naked, with my head propped up on a pillow. Instinctively I spread my legs, and he leaned over, gave my cock a quick kiss, then licked his way up my stomach and chest, stopping at my nipples, giving them an intense licking, with gentle bites interspersed. It was heavenly when we were finally face to face. I felt heavenly to have him on top of me like that. I had not had that experience in ages and was devouring it up. We kissed some more as I wrapped my legs around his body. I could feel his excitement increasing yet again, as he ground his cock against me. His hardness was incredible, such a turn-on for me. I just wanted him inside of me. He must have read my mind. He reached over to the drawer next to his bed and pulled out a tube of lube, which he proceeded to spread liberally on his cockhead and my love-hole. He probed inside me with his finger, as I was nearly dying in anticipation. He expertly placed a pillow under my butt and guided his cock-head to my rear entrance. My legs were spread as wide as I could spread them. To my surprise, his cock slipped right into me without much effort or resistance. It felt amazing. He placed my legs over his shoulders and proceeded to fuck me -- gently at first, then with ever increasing force. I could not believe how good and pain-free it felt even though I had not been fucked in years. It helped that his cock was not very thick. When it was time for him to shoot his load, I pulled him down towards me and we kissed passionately. I felt his rhythm increasing and suddenly he let out a load moan and I could fee his cock explode inside me. He nuzzled my neck and gave me a little hickey, which was incredibly erotic. After coming, he continued his grinding motion which increased the friction between our bodies such that my own cock soon exploded in a violent eruption of cum that lubricated the space between our bodies. It felt almost overwhelming. I had never experienced anything like it. I held him tightly, feeling the perspiration from his body in my hands and arms as he gradually slowed down his motions. He continued to kiss my neck and shoulders as I tried to catch my breath. We laid there for a while, enjoying each other's body heat slowly evaporating. "Wow, that was amazing," I finally whispered into his ears. "Yes, it was," he responded. "You are amazing," I continued. "I want more of where that came from." "You will," he replied, "just stay here with me and you can have this every day of the week." "Oh, I want that so much." He finally rolled off me, but we continued to lay next to each other on his big bed. I snuggled into his arms. It was such a comforting feeling. I knew I wanted it to last forever. It was the beginning of our 10 year relationship though it wasn't for another couple of years that I actually was able to move in with him.