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Kitty and the Girls

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Dear Kitty and the girls

It is getting late and it is time to shower, brush my teeth and get in bed.

I had been on the computer viewing mature breast sites and reading about erotic breast and nipple stimulation. As I lie here contemplating what I saw and read, I feel a stirring in my own breast as my nipples start to harden. My hands begin to wander and hold my 'girls' that fill my lacy underwire A cup bra with the cut outs for the nipples to poke through. I am so proud of my girls The feel of the firm flesh captured in the silky lace makes me excited and my nipples stand up begging for attention. They are much bigger than the proverbial pencil eraser, standing out more than one half inch on soft puffy areola I gently tickle the tips of the nips, my fingers lightly pinching and tugging to see if I can make them grow even bigger.

This is so erotic! Now, one hand begins to explore other parts of my being, going down the flat athletic abs and carrying the excitement down to find 'Kitty' in the pubes. The middle finger seeks out the folds that lay beyond. The other fingers and thumb wrap the warm fleshy folds around that finger as it searches for the magic button. Viola, there it is, but a little dry so now the finger goes to the mouth for lube, but in the process it feels like something else being sucked, which is no stranger to the mouth. The stimulation that began this experience, has spread up and down the whole body and has begun to invade the mind which in turn pervades the whole being.

That finger is now completely engulfed as in deep throat and thoroughly saturated ready to get back to work on the magic button. Like any other skill, it takes study and practice,so what better place than to watch Internet videos of how to learn to do the job correctly. Solo Touch has a link down on the right side of the page that will lead to skilled practitioners of this art. After many hours of observation I too have become adept at stimulating the button with a circular motion varying the speed. There is a little spot just under the tip which loves to be tickled in come here fashion. Sometimes I use my silver bullet and hold it between my legs so that my hands are free to play with both nipples. Then as the inner feeling mounts and the hips can no longer remain still, the famous finger goes in deeper to the last knuckle to apply more pressure on the button pressing against the inner walls. The muscles begin to contract and that wonderful internal feeing builds up and up, breathing gets deeper and then everything begins to relax. The finger in the folds feels the warm wetness and doesn't want to leave so I roll on my side in sort of a fetal position with one hand between my legs and the other one hugging the 'girl' and playing with the nipple as I drift off to sleep along side the love of my life. I am pleased with who I am knowing that I am loved.

When I awake after a relaxing night's sleep I have to pee so I sit on the commode and feel the warm gush through the folds and then wipe with tissue to get ready to start another day as the healthy active 80 y/o professional that I am known to be. Before I get dressed, I line my panties with a panty liner because sometimes I leak urine while doing my daily yoga exercises. My exercises are performed in front of full length mirrors so that I will do them correctly and admire my body. My body is firm and muscular, it belies its age and gives no outward hint of femininity. I am a five year survivor of prostate cancer. My prostate is still intact, because I had radioactive seeds instead of surgery, my libido is still strong, but my sex life has changed dramatically. For other reasons like aging and diabetes my penis has shrunk beyond recognition. Erections are a thing of the past. Memories are what is left. My wife went off HRT after her breast cancer treatment so sex for her is uncomfortable. We still hug and kiss and masturbate together and but now we both do it the same way and sometimes we help each other. A glorious new chapter in the book of life is being written as I am now able to experience the joy of sex in a way that is so different from that of my younger years. No longer are there any performance issues. I am at peace knowing how good it feels deep down inside like a woman!



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