Having read Lucky Jim's account of his adventures with an older woman, I thought I would share more from my own past experiences. I met my older woman in a nightclub in Preston when I was 24 and she was late 30s. She was divorced and, as I subsequently found out, had 2 daughters aged 13 and 16. This was nearly 40 years ago now, so my lady would be late 70s and I'd probably be eyeing up the 2 daughters who will be in their 50s now. Helen was out with her friend and we were a group of lads who were just enjoying a bit of banter with them, seemingly nothing too serious, although Helen and I hit it off very well and before the night had ended I was able to get her phone number - home number of course, there being no such thing as mobiles back then! I went on a training course the following week in Bristol, staying in a hotel and therefore with lots of time to kill - so I thought what the hell and gave her a call. The phone was answered by the 16 year old - the first indication I had of Helen's situation. Anyway, to cut a long story short, we arranged to meet the following Saturday with me picking her up. I had a decent job so could afford to splash out a little bit, so took her for a meal and then on for a few drinks before heading back to her place. I was invited in for coffee and it was just that - coffee. It wasn't easy getting anywhere with a moody 16 year old hanging around, not that there was much on offer anyway, this lady had been badly hurt by her ex. Over the course of the next few weeks I'd pick her up and take her to some really nice places, slowly getting her to relax and trying to prove that not all men are dickheads. I must admit that I had started all of this with the sole intention of getting laid, but gradually it became much more serious and I was happy to take my time. One night we were at the Illawalla night club just outside Blackpool (not there any more) and things took a bit of a turn for the better. With hindsight I now know that she had decided that was the night we were going to break our duck, but I was blissfully unaware at the time. I did notice that she was much more flirtatious than normal and insisted that we dance to all the slow numbers with her hands all over me. Eventually she went to the toilets and came back, placing something warm and soft in my hands - her knickers! We were out of there in no time and back in my car. It was a cold night so as we waited for the car to warm up a bit, we had a serious snog in the car park. She always wore stockings and suspenders, so with her knickers in my pocket, you can perhaps guess where my hands headed. This was the first of several occasions where I had her cunt out in a car park and she never batted an eyelid. Pretty quickly she was moaning away as I played with her clit and slid a couple of fingers up her, before she suddenly sat up, smoothed her dress down and said "home". We drove back to her place and I was delighted to see that the 16 year old was already in bed - another sign that all had been arranged. We wasted no time in heading up to bed where she stripped me naked before undressing in front of me. Having had a couple of kids her boobs were a wee bit saggy and she had a bit of a tum - as I write that it doesn't sound good - but trust me she looked fantastic as she stood there naked apart from the stockings, suspenders and heels. She was a real woman not a girl as I had been previously used to and to this day I much prefer an older woman to plastic pin-ups. There was very little finesse involved, having waited as long as we had, we were at it straight away with her just saying "fuck me". I slid easily into her and proceeded to hammer away, which pretty quickly met with her approval. She wasn't that tall and I was a 14 stone rugby player with a big arse and thighs, so she really was getting a pounding which she always absolutely loved. I have 2 abiding memories of our first fuck: after a while she just put her legs straight up in the air either side of me which I found incredibly erotic and then we switched to doggy style, which I had never done before, and she lay stretched out ahead of me with her arms above her head, her bum stuck up in the air and her tits swaying from side to side in time with our rhythm. Having had a few drinks I was able to last for quite a long time and she just kept cumming and cumming. We must have been making a hell of a racket, but she didn't care, she was loving every moment of it. By this time her cunt was drenched, the bed was soaked and I was fast approaching my orgasm when I asked her whether I could cum inside her - she said yes (subsequently we had a panic over whether she was pregnant) so I shot my load deep inside her before collapsing on the bed alongside her. We were both exhausted and fell asleep immediately. She woke me a few hours later and told me I had to leave before the girls woke up, but was I able to give her another quickie before I went? Was I! This time it was all a lot calmer as I started by going down on her and lapping up some of the juices that still remained from earlier. I ran my tongue the length of her labia lips and back again before settling on her clit and slipping in one, then two, then three fingers and slowly finger fucking her. I sucked her clit deep into my mouth to bring it as far out as could before resuming my licking and nibbling. I could tell she was building to a climax as the fingers that had been running through my hair now started to grab it and pull my face and tongue deeper into her cunt. Then, with a low moan, she came all over my face. She wasn't a gusher as such, but certainly got very wet and I just loved it. I quickly rammed my cock into her and slowly gyrated in circles so as to maintain constant contact with her clit as her orgasm just seemed to keep rolling around her. Eventually she just asked me to fuck her long and slow. She didn't come again, but just delighted in making sure that I got as much pleasure out of it as she had. Eventually I announced I was cumming and she asked me to pull out and come on her tits, which I did albeit the first jet landed in her face. Eventually I got in the car and drove home in a state of exhaustion but with a daft grin on my face. We carried on like this for a couple of years or so before I stupidly ended it after a night with another lady nearer to home. It was probably the right thing to do, but Helen asked me why I couldn't just carry on seeing her alongside the other one - as that is what she had been doing to me for quite some time apparently. It seemed she was dating someone seriously from work - and had been for quite a while - but wanted to carry on seeing me for the sex. A few months later I tried to rekindle things when my new relationship had finished, but it never really worked, the spark had gone. I have some great tales from our time together though, so will post a few of them as we continue with this lockdown. Even now - as you can tell - I think back to those sex filled days with Helen - without doubt it was the best sex of my life!