Mature Story Idea

[lmo_tp]

When I was experiencing my first bit of freedom having a car and no place to go, there was a diner in the next town over that I really enjoyed the food. It was run by on older couple and I guess the ladies sister. They were in their late 50's to early 60's. Being young and sporting a constant woody I really drooled over the top heavy ladies. They were just average ladies not any real beauties but again it was all about tits back then. My imagination would run wild about uncorking those things. They were football size and swayed very nice when they walked about. I don't think a bra, any bra could hold them still. That may turn a lot of people off but I would just about cum in my pants when they leaned over and put my burger and fries on the table. I always wanted something to happen but of course that is what fantasy is all about. In the one- seater bathroom the toilet paper holder had a hole behind the mount and you could swing it aside and see the back closet. That also fueled many a frantic sessions late at night. The Idea I would like to see someone write using their imagination is about what happened one day. It did happen and It is burned into my memory. But that is all it is, just a memory. The owners were always playful and picnhing each other. It was plain that they enjoyed each others company. On one occasion when the owners wife was bringing out my food, as she leaned over to place it down. I noticed a splatter on her left tit. I looked again in disbelief but it was a cum splatter. I was only a foot away and trust me I had a lot of experience wiping the stuff up by then. She didn't notice and later is was not there. It was fresh and had to be just placed there in the last few minutes. However, it rocked my world! I was a full fledged "Palm-Pilot" back then having never been with a woman yet and it spawned many a session. I damn near broke it off that night reliving the episode. It was the only hint I ever had that the diner back room was also a playground. I don't now if it was a one time thing but I sure would have liked to be a part of it. I would love to read about being able to have joined in and maybe bringing some friends to the party.

 

[JRaven]

In the one- seater bathroom the toilet paper holder had a hole behind the mount and you could swing it aside and see the back closet. That also fueled many a frantic sessions late at night.

That line gives me the idea of a glory hole. Tip well enough and you get to use it!