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"What do you mean?" As soon as I asked the question, I felt like the fool. I knew what she meant.

Slowly, she moved her hand down my chest, along my stomach and touched my pubic hair with her fingertips before reaching further down and taking my stiff cock in her hand. Her hand felt warm and good and like it belonged there. The time that it took her to slide her hand down from my chest to my cock was teasingly erotic. I think that I held my breath the who time in anticipation.

"I can relieve some of the stress of the day for you, if you would like."

"What you are doing now feels wonderful."

With that, she began slowly stroking me. The touch of her hand wrapped around my cock made me the hardest that I have been in years. She reached down and cupped my balls and then returned to holding and stroking my cock. She repeated the process several times. In the way that she fondled my cock and balls, it felt more like an erotic massage than it did a sexual act. Lynn was giving me the best, slow hand job I have ever had in my life.

"Oh, Lynn, that feels incredible. Only, if you continue, you will make me cum. I am so very horny right now and have been ever since I met you."

There was a silence between us but I could feel her thinking and knew she was about to ask me something.

"Have you thought about me naked?"

"Yes," I said instantly not even having to think about the answer.

"Have you imagined me touching you like this?" There was a slight quiver to her voice.

"Yes," I said suddenly feeling a bit awkward.

"Did you ever masturbate when thinking of me?" She asked breathlessly.

"Lynn, I—"

"It's okay, you can tell me. I won't be offended. Matter of fact, talking about it turns me on to know that you thought of being with me sexually while masturbating to those thoughts." She laughed. "It's erotically intoxicating when a girl knows that she drives her man wild with lustful desire for her.

I couldn't believe that she was getting turned on with this dirty pillow talk. I couldn't believe she called me 'her man'. Definitely, she was my kind of woman. Dirty pillow talk is paramount to putting me in the mood for hot sex. I just love a dirty girl.

"Yes, I've masturbated while thinking about being with you." I felt foolish asking her the question, but I did. "Have you thought about me?" I said expecting her to laugh and to say, no.

"Yes, a few times, I wondered what it would be like to make love to you . I wondered what it would feel like to be in bed with you naked, like we are now, and with my hand around your cock like it is now."

"Did you ever masturbate when thinking about me?"

"Yes, after the first time we walked through the dog park and you were kind to me and made me laugh, I thought about making love to you that night, as I touched myself."

There was another silence as she continued slowly stroking my cock. Her hand felt amazing. She was so gentle and yet held it firm enough to give me the perfect tension. I could have not given myself a better hand job.

"What do you think about?"

"You know; the regular stuff." She continued stroking me only, now, a small faster.

"Tell me. I want to know. I like this game," she said. "Did you think about making love to me? Did you think about eating my pussy? Did you think of me blowing you? Did you ever think of me sucking your cock? Did you imagine what it felt like to cum in my mouth?" She laughed. "Did you think of my breasts and sucking my nipples?"

The way she asked me those questions in rapid fire succession confessed that she was getting aroused while giving me a hand job.

"Lynn, you are driving me nuts with all these questions." My cock was so hard and she was making me so horny with all this talk. "You are going to make me cum with all this hot, dirty talk."

"You don't like talking dirty during sex?"

"Are you kidding me? I'm the master of dirty talk. I love talking dirty during sex. Only, you are going to make me cum," I said again.

"It's okay, I want you to cum. That's the idea, after all, of relieving your stress."

She continued stroking me faster.

"Lynn, may I feel your body?"

"Yes, please, I want you to touch me, only not my pussy, not yet, not tonight." She laughed again. "I've been wondering when you were going to feel my breasts and finger my nipples. I'm horny, too, you know, stroking your cock while stroking your libido."

I thought that strange that she didn't want me to touch her pussy. I figured maybe she had her period or was getting her period or was not ready yet to take that step with me, an older man.

I reached down and felt her ass. I had been lusting over her ass. She had the best ass that my hand has ever felt. I loved feeling her ass. I couldn't get enough of touching her ass.

"You have an incredible ass, especially when it is highlighted in your tight jeans."

"So you like my ass?"

"I love your ass," I said feeling the perfect round, firmness of her cheeks.

I reached my other hand over and across, and taking her tit in my hand, fingered her nipple. Her tit felt so soft yet so very firm. It had been many years since I have had a firm tit in my hand. All the women I have been with up to this point have been my own age, and well, none of them had the supple body of a 25-year-old. Her nipple was so very erect and they felt huge between my fingers. I wished I could have leaned down and taken her nipple in my mouth, but she had asked me not to do that, not yet, anyway. I so wanted to explore her pussy with my fingers, tongue, and cock.

"You have wonderful tits. The first time I saw your cleavage, when your boyfriend tore your dress open, made me so horny. You have cleavage that other women would pay a plastic surgeon thousands of dollars to get."

"Do you really like my tits?"

"I love your tits."

"Touch my nipples. I like having my nipples touched."

My fingers worked her nipples. Her nipples were so erect and her breasts were huge and firm. I couldn't wait for the morning light to show me her body. It took all the control that I had not to snap on the light.

"There's some tissue on the nightstand next to you," I said feeling the sensation that I was getting closer to shooting my load.

"Tissues? For what? I won't need any tissues," she said sliding halfway down the length of me and taking me in her mouth.

Oh, my God! I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I couldn't believe that my gorgeous, dream girl, Lynn, was giving me a blowjob. Oh, baby, yeah, that's right, suck my cock. I was afraid to verbalize those thoughts for fear that she may be offended and stop.

She stopped and removed my cock from her mouth.

"Am I doing something wrong?"

"No, this is great."

"Well, you were so quiet," she said pausing and looking up at me with her hand around my cock inches from her lips. "Tell me what you want. It excites me to hear you talk dirty. The more you talk the hornier that I get and the better the blowjob that I will give you." She put my cock back in my mouth and I watched her looking up at me waiting for me to tell her.

"Oh, baby, yeah, that's right, suck my cock. Suck it! Lick my prick. Blow me. I love it when you suck my cock. Suck, Lynn, suck it. Blow me baby."

"Freddie, suddenly, I feel like I'm playing second base for the Boston Red Sox," she said laughing. "There's a huge difference between erotic pillow talk and needless chatter."

We both laughed.

"Sorry, it's just that when you said the more that I talk the better the blowjob, I didn't want to miss out."

"Don't worry," she said with a chuckle, "you won't."

The more that I talked about how very pretty she was and the more I talked about what a great body she had the more into blowing me she was getting. She started making those loud slurping and sucking sounds that are such a turn on when I'm getting blown. I love hearing those sounds as audio feedback showing how much the girl is enjoying sucking my cock. This was too much. If I had wanted to custom make a woman, Lynn was it.

Where did someone so young learn to give such a blowjob? How did she become so skilled and adept at sucking cock? Where did she learn the magical things that she was now doing to my cock with her tongue, lips, and mouth. Definitely, I was receiving the best blowjob of my life. I could not help but start humping her head and fucking her mouth.

I played with her hair and touched her face. I wished I could have snapped on the light. I touched the base of my cock with my fingers, feeling her full lips at the same time and feeling it in her mouth. When I touched my cock and her mouth, it gave me the image that I needed to get more excited. She sucked me while stroking me and within a few minutes I shot a load of warm semen in her mouth. She took it all as she continued sucking me and swallowing every bit that oozed out of my cock. She licked me dry.

"Oh, fuck! Lynn! Jesus!" I held her head between my hands while humping her head and fucking her mouth. I could not stop cumming.

"Hmm, that was good," she said licking a few drops of my cum from her lips.

"Can I do something for you?"

"No, remember, we agreed" she said. "I asked you to understand that I did not want sex?"

"But, you blew me."

"That's just a blowjob between friends. That's not sex. Now, if you were to lay me, if we were to have intercourse and fuck, then that would be sex." She laughed. "If you were to stick that huge cock up my ass, then that would be sex." She kissed my cock. "If you were to make me cum, then that would be sex."

"So, it is okay for you to make me cum and that is not sex, but it is not okay for me to make you cum because that is sex?" Her comment made me wonder how many friends she has blown. I found that information erotically exciting and hoped that she would share that with me in future pillow talking sessions.

"Yes," she said giving me that sexy smile that I could see even in the dark.

"Okay." There is so much that I needed to understand about the younger generation. Back in my day, if you received a blowjob, it was a kind paramount to a marriage proposal.

Now that I think of it, anytime I get horny, I can ask Lynn for a bit of naked friendship and maybe, she'll understand and give me a blowjob. I like this not having sex thing. Now, I understand Bill Clinton's reasoning when he was caught with Monica Lewinski.