This is a true story and took place many many years ago when I was only 18. I lived at home near Blackpool and commuted to work in Manchester. I had a thing about older ladies and had fantasised about getting to be taught all there is to know by a more experienced mature married woman. In those days there was no internet and swinger sites so you had to look at personals in magazines and advertise or respond to an advert. It was a very convoluted process. Anyway I bought a “Contact Magazine” and paid - by Postal Order- for an advert. After a few weeks I got a response which was a brown envelope enclosing two plain white envelopes each with my advert reference number on the back.

The first one opened was from a guy claiming to have 2 willing girlfriends and they were looking for someone to join them. On closer reading of the reply it became apparent they had responded to my ad. by mistake! I toyed with the idea of responding and chancing my arm but as soon as I opened the other reply all notion of following up with him went out of the window.

This envelope contained a reply from a late 30s married lady called Margaret who was interested in meeting. She gave some details and a telephone number to ring if interested. She said that she and her husband had a pub and I could call anytime. The next day at work I was very nervous waiting for my office colleagues to go to lunch so I could call the number. As soon as I got the chance I made the call and spoke to Margaret. We chatted -although given my nerves -and being a teenager - I wonder how I must have sounded. Anyway I was invited to come over to their Pub in Heptonstall and spend the night. The day arrived and I finished work a little earlier so I could catch the train to Hebden Bridge where they would met me at the station. They did not have a picture of me, although I new what Margaret looked like. As I exited the station and nervously looked around a car window wound down and a voice called my name with a slight querying tone. It was Margaret and she opened the rear car door and I slid in.

We sat there for a minute - I was unsure what to say as she introduced me to her husband. He drove us to their pub making polite conversation during the short drive. Margaret said she guessed it was me as soon as I walked out of the station as I looked like a rabbit caught in headlights and looking around all lost. She also said that as they had no picture of me they had been nervous about my looks etc. and had not decided what to do if they did not like the look of me!

At the pub they showed me up to their living area and took me through to my room and left me to freshen up and come back through to the lounge when ready. I had a quick wash and changed out of my work suit (with flaired trousers) and went back to the lounge.

Margaret was sat on the sofa with her husband sat on an easy chair I the corner of the room. I sat next to Margaret and the three of us chatted and I could feel myself relaxing and starting to get a little aroused. Margaret moved closer and had her leg pressed against mine. The heat was electric and I could feel myself stiffening. She smiled, lent in towards me and blew gently on my ear and began to kiss me as she pulled my hands up onto her breasts. She soon removed her top and I fumbled to undo the clasp of her bra. She then slid of her skirt which left her sat in a pair of tights with no knickers.

I was conscious of her husband watching and felt a little unsure as I began to caress her Nipples with my tongue and rub my hand gently between her legs. At this point her husband spoke up. He asked me if I minded if he took some pictures. I was a little unsure but he assured me that he would take them so my face would not be recognisable. Also as he was using a Kodak Instamatik I would see the results straight away and could vet them. Whilst we were talking Margaret had already undone my trousers and was fondling my erection. I agreed to the pictures and returned to playing with Margaret. She encouraged me to remove her tights and then gently guided my face down between her legs. This was my first time up close and I eagerly pushed my tongue between her already moist pussy lips as she used both her hands on the back of my head to push me harder against her. I could her her breath become shorter and she began to moan and started to grind her hips. Her legs closed up against my ears and I could feel the heels of her bare feet rubbing on my back.

All the while there was the flash and pop of the camera as her husband moved around taking his pics.

I had to stop and come up for air. Margaret was smiling and she said that she thought I must have done this before. At that point I admitted it was my first time. She gave a soft sexy moan and said she did not believe me.

She made me stand up and take off all my clothes in front of her and her husband. At that point I became really self conscious and I could feel my erection begin to fail! Margaret stood up and pressed against me and encouraged me to suck her nipples as she fondled my cock. It wasn’t working!! I was mortified and embarrassed.

Margaret then suggested that perhaps her husband should go downstairs and get the pub ready for opening and leave us to play alone.

Part 2 follows!