Bill and his grandson

It was around 8:30 and Tim and I were watching Fox News, you think we watch MSNBC, get a life. Just than the phone rang and I saw by the caller ID it was old Bill from down the street.

“Hello, this is Marca.” That was the signal that I used to tell the guys in the neighbor hood that Tim was home and near by so not to get carried away when they were talking to me. If I had just said HELLO, they knew he was not around.

I hadn’t talked to Bill in a few weeks if I remember he was going to visit his grandson before the boy went off to college, they were going down to the Gulf and do some fishing. Just seeing his number on the home phone caller ID sent a little thrill down my spine. I picked up the phone, acutely aware of my husband’s presence next to me, trying to act normal, trying to sound carefully nonchalant.

“Marca I know Tim is there but baby, I got to see you and my old cock is in need of some fine pussy. Can I see you tomorrow?” he asked. The old fucker was straight to the point. He always was like that. I could feel myself getting wet just thinking about his 9 inch cock that was beer can thick. I look at Tim as he looked toward me like he wanted to know who was on the phone.

“Hey Bill you home?”

Tim waved his hands in the air no, he didn’t want to talk tonight to Bill or anyone, the hubby was tired. “Yeah maybe, what’s going on how was your trip?”

I said, glancing at my husband. He was back trying to get engaged in whatever was being said on the TV.

“Marca I got my stud grandson with me for a few days, girl you should see this kids cock thick as my old thing, but a couple inches longer, you got to have some this while he is here.”

I felt the hair on my arms raise slightly, thinking if Tim knew just what I was doing, that he would grab the phone at any minute and tell Bill to fuck off and kick my ass out on the street.

“Ten o’clock? Yea that would be great, have a pot of coffee and I’ll bring your mail down to you!”

“Tim is in the shower, I’ll tell him you called and said hello; see you then.” I hung up immediately and turned my attention back to the television, as though nothing had happened. I hadn’t just made a date right under my husband’s nose.

“Thanks honey I didn’t feel like talking to him, you got his mail for him, I didn’t know you picked it up?”

“Yap the old guy stopped by on his way to the airport and asked if I would, hey I got time to walk down and get it for him, no big deal.”

“Your to good to these old farts around here honey, don’t let them take advantage of you, if they get to asking to much let me know I’ll say something to them.”

Tim my dear if you had a cock like they have and could use it like they can I would not be getting there mail for them.”

“I will dear.” He didn’t say anything else.

Bill was an older, distinguished gentleman with old world manners and a big thick cock, he drew me into him from their first morning coffee at our place when Tim was out of town and before long the two of us were spending a lot of time together. That first morning I discovered that he did indeed have a nice, big, fat, juicy cock and in the months since we became lovers, I found myself ever deeper in his world.

Thank god Tim was too tired to even think about sex, let alone wanting to fuck. In bed in the dark I had my mind going a mile a minute, shit Bill said his grandson had a cock bigger than his, oh fuck, do both oh my god.

It felt like morning would never come but it did and Tim was off to work and I had my shower. I had called my solon the first thing this morning and got the first appointment. I was there at 9AM. I got my nails done (French manicure) and was waxed (Brazilian), whether in or out of the bedroom, I was going to suck and fuck them until they were limp and I was sore and they could fuck and suck no more.

As I was getting ready for my sex session day, I chose my outfit very carefully to accentuate my assets. I picked a black thong and a black pencil skirt, tightly hugging the curve of my ample 38 inch rear, and a sexy black lace bra, which I covered with a tight-fitting black blouse with a diving neckline. My 40DD’s were still as perky as ever, and the cleavage was almost deep enough to dive into. I smiled at myself in the mirror, knowing how good I looked. Despite nearing 33, my hourglass figure was as sexy as ever.

At just a little after 10 AM I was walking up to the door of Bill’s house with his mail in hand. I raised my hand to knock, but before I even touched the wood, the door swung open, and the grandson was in front of me.

“Hi,” he said. I watched him drink me in from top to bottom, watched his pupils dilate as he took in my curves. I did the same, letting my gaze slide down his tall, slender frame. My eyes lingered briefly on the zipper of his blue jeans. “Come in,” he invited, breaking my reverie. Than I saw Bill walking up to me and I stepped over the threshold into his arms. He reached past me to slam the door shut as I raised my lips to his. He was over six feet three inches to my five-ten, but with my 5 inch fuck me heels that made stand eye to eye with Bill, we had always managed to fit together. I pressed my mouth against his, darting my tongue playfully between his lips.

Already I could feel his hardness through our clothes, and moisture was beginning to rise between my own legs. He kissed me more deeply, our tongues dancing together, and pulled me tightly against him. For a moment, it seemed like the world slipped away as we kissed, as though nothing else mattered or would ever matter again.

He released me gently, taking my hand in his. “Marca I want you to meet my grandson Phil, Phil this is the wonderful lady I was telling you about Marca.”

I stuck my hand out and he took my hand. “Bill you didn’t tell me you had such a good looking hunk of a grandson, Phil you must be six-five, six, maybe 230 pounds and I can see you work out.”

“Wow your good six-six, 240#; and may I say you’re everything and more than what grandfather said you were.”

I looked at Bill smiling and my pussy was getting wet, just thinking about this big 18 year old hunk. “Bill what all did you tell Phil, I hope it was nothing bad about me?”

“Just told him you were the best cock sucker I had ever been with and you could make your pussy suck a cock like your mouth did.”

I acted shocked and even blush a little. “Bill your bad, telling Phil things like that, don’t you believe a thing he said Phil I’m a nice person!”

Bill spoke up, “Let’s at least get to the bedroom,” he said, smiling. He led me across the living room to his bedroom. I could tell he had cleaned for me; his king-size bed was neatly made with a midnight-blue comforter, and candles burned on each of the bedside tables. I smiled at the effort he / they had gone too, since Bill knew what was going to happen regardless. It was sweet, romantic, and completely unnecessary.

Bill slipped over to the big easy chair in the corner and as he took a seat he said to his grandson, “She is all yours Phil.” I placed one hand on Phil’s chest and pushed him down onto the bed. I clambered atop him, my skirt hitching up to my hips, exposing the creamy tan flesh of my thighs. Straddling him, I leaned down and kissed him again. He wrapped his arms around me, his tongue pushing deeper into my mouth, his hard cock pressing against my nearly naked crotch.

I sat up, still atop him, and peeled off my top. He shifted my weight on top of him so that he too could sit up. Keeping me straddled on top of him, he reached behind me and unhooked my bra. My large breasts tumbled out, pink nipples standing tightly at attention.

He groaned just at the sight of them. Cupping the left one in his hand, he flicked the nipple gently with his tongue. My hips jerked involuntarily against him, and I moaned. He flicked it again and again, and I tipped my head back, arching my back and thrusting my tits forward toward his face.

He switched his attention to the right breast, giving it the same tongue teasing as he pinched my left nipple with his hand. I moaned again, feeling myself getting even wetter, as he finally took my nipple into his mouth, sucking gently. My hips thrust against him again, and he sucked more urgently at my breasts, switching randomly between them. I could feel myself reaching climax.

He felt it too, and took me further, biting softly at my erect nipples. He pressed my breasts together, taking both nipples into his mouth at once, biting and sucking as I thrust helplessly against him. I cried out and orgasm hard, my body rigid, my wet bush pushing against his erection through his jeans. He kept me at the peak of sensation as long as possible, biting at my nipples and holding me hard against him.

I finally relaxed, letting my head come back forward. I sighed heavily, feeling my breathing return to normal and my eyes refocus. He laughed softly and said, “Well that was easy.” I smiled coyly back at him, saying, “Oh, I’m not done yet.”

I pulled his T-shirt over his head and pushed him onto his back again. His frame was slender but muscular. I pulled my leg across him, so that I was lying next to him, and kissed his mouth briefly, letting one hand wander down his torso.

I began kissing his neck and ear as my hand unbuttoned his jeans, lowered the zipper, and slid inside. I massaged his hard dick as I kissed his face, his lips, and his neck. He groaned slightly, and I released him. Kissing him hard one more time, I began the journey downward.

I kissed my way down his chest and stomach, trailing my fingers up and down his sides and watching him shiver with pleasure. I arrived at his crotch, and pulled his jeans and boxer briefs off, watching his erection spring free from its trap. “Fuck you are big, Jesus fucking Christ what a cock!”

I held it with one hand and took the tip into my mouth, sucking hard as I pulled back and released it. He cried out, and I settled myself between his legs, sucking again, but only on the hard tip. I tasted a drop of his seed on my lips, and went deeper, taking more and more of him in every time I went down, until his whole shaft was in my mouth.

“Oh, God!” he cried, grabbing my head and pushing me down harder. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his penis as I came up, and let him guide me back down, sucking hard.

My pussy was tingling with anticipation, so wet that I couldn’t take it anymore. I released him and sat up, straddling him again, my skirt still hiked up around my hips. I shoved my thong to one side and lowered myself onto him slowly; until I had taken his full ten maybe it was more all I know this was one fucking big cock.

It felt so good to feel him filling me up. His erection was almost a forty-five degree angle, so that it pushed hard against my G-spot when I sat upright on top of him. My thong was shoved against my clit, so that as I began to move, it rubbed hard against me.

I slowly moved up and down, his cock pressing against me inside, my thong pressing against me outside. I had barely started when I began to come again. My muscles clenched and unclenched, milking his shaft as I climaxed, my breasts swinging and bouncing as I fucked him.

My thong was now dripping wet. “Don’t move,” I told him. I pulled myself off him long enough to remove both it and my skirt, and immediately climbed back aboard. This time, rather than ride him cowgirl style, I laid down on his torso, my tits conveniently up near his mouth, and my whole body pressed against his.

As I started to move, my clit rubbed up against him, and he took one breast into his mouth, sucking hard. The combination of sensations was incredible. I thrust my hips against him slowly, relishing the feeling of his body pressed against mine, of his tongue lapping at my nipple. He flicked at my other nipple with his fingers, and my throbbing clit started to respond again.

I tried to slow my climax, to pace myself, but my body wouldn’t listen. For a third time, I was thrown into the throes of sensation again, exploding against him. He pulled my head to him and kissed me as I came. I moaned into his mouth, feeling my body tense and release with the sensation.

As soon as my climax ended, he grabbed me around the waist, and flipped me onto my back without withdrawing from me. He propped himself up over top of me, and pulled my legs up over his shoulder. In that position, he began to move, slowly at first, but picking up speed, jamming his dick into me as hard as he could.

I lifted my hips to meet him as he came forward, pushing him inside me as far as he could go. As he neared his own climax, he reached down with one hand and flicked my clit, rubbing it in time to his thrusts. The pleasure was mounting again, but I held off my own orgasm until he reached his, so that we both cried out simultaneously, his penis jumping inside me as he spent himself, pressing against my G-spot and intensifying my orgasm.

After he was done, he collapsed on top of me, my legs trapped underneath him, his dick softening inside me. I found his lips and kissed him gently, mostly without tongue. After a few minutes, he rolled to one side, and I sat up, smiling at his languid posture and closed eyes. I looked over at his grandfather and saw that Bill had undressed and was stroking his long hard old cock, that mother fucker had taken his pill and was ready to pound my poor puffy pussy.

Phil got off the bed and I saw Bill get up as I spread my legs and he was between them in a flash. I felt his hard cock brushing along my inner thigh; and I loved it. I was longing to feel his cock start to penetrate me. I remember how it felt the very first time it felt really good as it slipped inside. He was kissing me and pumping his lovely cock into me. I was just moaning and holding on. We both were sweating and breathing heavy as we kissed and rubbed and fucked. I was very close to having an orgasm when I opened my eyes and looked over his shoulder to see Phil standing there watching us.

My first thought was oh both at once, but just then Bill really started to fuck me hard. He was groaning and slamming into me. I knew he was coming. Then I could feel his hot cum flood my pussy as he squirted it deep inside me. I was lost in passion and I just closed my eyes and thrust my pelvis into his. I was still very close to coming, when he started to slow down and he whispered some things in my ear that I didn’t quite hear as he finally stopped. He kissed me and smiled as he pulled his cock out. God I felt empty as I felt his cum seeping out of my pussy. He got up off the bed. I was still laying in the middle of the king size bed. I sat up a little and closed my legs and covered my breasts with my hands. As I opened my eyes, I could see Phil looking at me and smiling and discussing me with his grandfather as if I was not in the room.

I exposed my naked breasts to them and, as I looked down at my breasts, I let my leg fall open slightly; I knew they could easily see my puffy pussy lips.

I looked up and all I really remember is that Phil was pushing in between my legs. I laid back and closed my eyes as I felt his cock find my pussy. He rubbed it up and down in my pussy lips before he finally slipped it inside of my grateful pussy. I must have been the first older women he had ever been with because he fucked me hard for about 45 minutes causing me to go off 4 or 5 times and they both heard me begging for more after each time I came.

“Oh fuck me baby, fuck my pussy like it is your pussy, take it all and give me your hot cream!”

I look pass Phil toward his grandfather at the end of the bed and the old fucker is smiling at me. “You like my boy Marca?” I moan and nod yes as he humped harder into me. “Oh Bill you going to let me have him when he comes to visit you?”

“For sure baby, heel his dad, my son may want some of your fine ass next time he comes in town!”

The only thing that came to mind was I was going to keep it in the family, oh shit all three of them. One minute before he was groaning and shooting his spunk inside my cunt to mingle with his grandfather cream. I loved it. All I remember is that they took turns for the next three or four hours and they pumped a load of spunk deep inside my pussy each time they went off. As Phil was the first and he was the last to fuck me hard and finally shot his load inside my completely loose and sloppy pussy, I just laid there in a pool of cum, sweaty and exhausted. Phil was still on top of me breathing hard and I could still feel his pulsing cock inside me as his cum spurted out around it and down over my ass. I swear I never stopped coming. With each fuck by them, my orgasms grew stronger and stronger.

I was moaning and kissing and letting these two big cocks fuck me and suck on my nipples. God, I was in cock heaven! When Phil had finished fucking me, I noticed that Bill was still looking at me and smiling. Phil said something and Bill nodded. Then Bill pulled me to my feet.

I went to the bathroom and took a whore’s bath making sure I washed my pussy and used the shower attachment to clean out the guy’s crud and doing my best to reorganize my hair and refresh my makeup. I then began finding my clothes, which were all scattered more or less in the vicinity of the bed. The thong was too wet to wear, so I just left it where it lay, and hoped my husband wouldn’t notice that I didn’t have on panties when I met him at the club for dinner.

I looked at the young college hunk and smiled as I was about to tell him how much I liked the afternoon and looked forward to seeing him again; when he said. “Damn your husband is one lucky guy!”

“Oh you think so, why do you say that Phil?”

“Fuck he gets some of your ass every night.”

I giggled as I looked at Bill; “Honey my hubby only gets my ass about twice a month, if he is lucky.”

“Damn how come?”

“He doesn’t have much of a sex drive and it is easier to jerk him off than to mess with fucking him, anyway I got to go, Bill call me, see you guys!”

“Leaving so soon?” Bill mumbled from the bed. I had been there only about five and half hours.

“I’m expected at the club for dinner and cocktails at 6.”

To be continued ….

I have enjoyed the idea of my woman doing it with other man since my late teens.During my second marriage (I am now in my third), I made some fantasies real.We made some trio with a friend of mine, and later she had another lover while I watched. But that relationship was doomed from the beginning, it was not a good match.We had two children, but I had to do a treatment ’cause my sperm count was low.Later I had doubts about my paternity, which were dismisses by an DNA test which was positive in both cases. Therefore, I was married very young with my first wife, for 5 years, then 8 years in my second marriage, and then I met my actual wife, and we have been together for 20 years.We have a very good marriage, we love each other, we care for each other, and we still long for the other when some of us is in a short trip away from home.. She had a shot marriage before, (1 year and half) which was terminated because his husband got in love with other woman. She did not have children. We were unable to have children too, my sperm was still no good, and age took his toll, I did not respond to treatment. The andrologyst looking and touching my tests, said it were useless. I tried several treatments to no avail.In Vitro finally was the ultimate solution but somehow we freaked out, it seemed to us too artificial. I told her about my tendencies since day 1, therefore she knew I was “different”.She did not complain at all.Mind you, she has PHD (so do I) she is a very intelligent, rational, nice blue eyes blonde hair petite with legendary buttocks. I told her from the beginning of our quest for a child that I was open to another man to impregnated her.She hesitated and rejected the idea, until chances were nil. For years the only means for me to get arousal has been to imagine her with other man, and she knows it well. I do believe she is a true Dominatrix,she loves to be served,and massaged, but is not so good herself doing the same! Sometimes, when I tried harder to convince her, she got very angry at me.Therefore, use my advice, if your wife is a self-respected, intelligent woman, do no try to push her! The answer will be has hers: I am not your toy, you cannot act as my puppeteer. Lately, after so many years, for the first time she said to me: “Honey, this was your fantasy all the way.I was sexually satisfied with you, but now you have made me open to the idea.” To tell the truth,she may be “satisfied” with me, but our sex life is so strict Vainilla I am dying of boredom! It is always me who is always looking for her sexually. And yes, we do have good orgasms, but for the first time in my life I am no longer getting good erections, and for several months now most of our sexual engagements are end with clitoris hand stimulus because my penis goes down quickly.I was sort of Stallion years before, she even mildly protested of been harassed! But now I see my genitals going into rapid involution, and I keep asking her, during intercourse,why don’t you get something harder and bigger! She now enjoys the idea, at least while we are making love (years before, she shout me up when I talked, saying: Shhh,keep you fantasy fro yourself, you distract me! I have been his mentor in almost every other way of life, she is proud to admit that. Inside her secure look, she is very insecure and always need my reassurement. I keep telling her, sweetheart, you have to be your own woman (she does not dislike to hear that) and the last step is that you take full control of your active sex life,to be your own boss in that area, will finally break the old taboo and make you completely free of male domination! My genitals are about average, although my nuts are rather small, and as I told you, my penis is rather semi-erect during intercourse since many months now.When I ask her: “Wouldn’t you like to have inside you some bigger cock and more manly balls” She says that it is ok for her,that mine are just enough.She had, besides his former husband,two other men, although these two for a short period only. She has been always a very rational woman, for example, she was deflowered at 22, but she didn’t want to marry this man, from the beginning she planned that the one that deflowered her will not be her husband.She always has told me that she believes , the same I do, that monogamist marriage is not the best for human being,but everything stays there at her head…And besides that, she is financially independent, even more, she has been much more successful than me in that area, I am much more of a bohemian. She says I am very protective emotionally, that my emotional handling and supportiveness are superb and that my intellectual and spiritual mentorship and psychological protection are a good deal for bringing more money than me to the house.

Lately she is telling me at last some things when we make love. At first she hesitated (for almost 20 years she hesitated!) Now she is telling what I want to hear (before the idea was just absolutely freakish for her) “Yeah , pathetic cuckhold, give it to me now,the other one has such a huge cock and balls, not that little shit you have between your legs.He really fills me up, I can barely feel your puny peanut!”. She says she does it strictly for me, because she knows I love it so much. But, we are growing older (she is 50 and I 54) although both still good looking, she is a gorgeous woman, very cute, just a little overweight. I keep telling her, look if we were on the road, hunting for a mate as when we were younger, we will have the energy to get thinnier and better looking! And she agrees, but, somehow, she is not able to make a move.She says. “I cannot push it, it has to come naturally…If the man that arouses me comes on my way, I will not hesitate anymore”. But we have a very limited social life! How is it going to happen. I am not afraid of having her madly engaged with another man, at least, she will not be sad at all, of course,and I will be the happiest of men. As most cuckolds, I suppose, I will love to know that her body does not belong to me anymore., and that part of her mind and body are for her lover now.The idea of imagine the new man making her all his own, just make me crazy from pleasure and desire. At least she confessed to me that the sole idea of seeing herself unzipping for the first time others man’s pants just makes her crazy! The idea of looking and smelling for the first time other man’s genitals, she confesses, nowadays arouses her. When we are making love, she loves anal stimulation,she has only received my finger, when aroused she tells me she is saving her little hole for her new lover. I believe she is open inside to the idea, but coming from a very tight religious home, the idea of been a slut while at the same time a married woman is still rather repulsive for her….Although she also tells me that she secretely,when we make love, enjoys imagining herself a slut with several men… And that when she fantasies at last alone with other man, she imagines he is also wealthy and takes her to beautiful places! Although she is not, for certain, a materialistic type… She is very dominant, she told me, perhaps to scare me, that if some day she is with other man she will not tell me what they did, I will have to imagine…It would be OK to me, just knowing she is enjoying a huge cock and is coming home full of strong sperm….My consolation would be trying to secretly smelling her panties.

Women!!!!!! What a huge Enigma!

Although she is very reluctant to talk about her past sex life, I came to know after many hours, that her former husband’s cock and balls were bigger than mine, she loved to suck her cock and balls everywhere when they were fiancées, at the bathroom, at his car,at the living room when her mother was in another room…When asked her if she wouldn’t want to try a bigger cock and real man balls (my nuts are pitiful, even she admits they are tinny indeed)), she insist that she has enough with mine, but lately she told me that at last I am doing her desire something else, but ponting that if it were for her, she has enough with my genitals…We never used any device, but I was thinking on getting a good dildo, flesh-alike, to begin stretching a little her vagina and making her feel what is like to have all her hole full, so she can notice the difference when I penetrate her with my flaccid penis…I think she wouldn’t have a problem using a dildo, because she loves masturbation…I just do not know…I just cannot bear the idea of our sex life ending in this boredom…

I have come to the point which I would even prefer a friendly divorce than this unbearable torture, at least I know she will eventually be with other man! And that image is much more pleasurable to me than to remain stalked here. (I beg your pardon for my lousy English, in my country they still consider cuckolds sort of degenerates, I cannot share this over there) This, sad for me, is my real and true story.I will love to hear your comments…and advice!

Built like a man, but just a little retarded

My husband is 20 years older than I am and is a very much the executive, who watches his ways because of his business operations. He is the perfect man all us girls have been looking for all our life. I married a man who has made me very comfortable and I have all I want. What a life. However, as Paul Harvey would say “The rest of the story!” My husband is not what I had been use to when it comes to sex. To put the cards on the table and let them fall where they may. He is not a good lover to say the least. Least that is a good word, he is one of those men (6’2” 195/205 lbs. Gray hair looks good on men) just a Hunk, until he drops his pants and what is between his legs, that is no way a hunk.

I have found over the years that a man who is short in the sex department, not endowed, is not much of a lover, not that they do not try. It has to be something in their mind that since they do not have Mr. 9 inch they cannot make a woman happy. Out side of the nice house, car, fur coat, my shopping, our sailing trips to the West Indies will they are right! I am just being honest, hey when you have spent the night at the Four Seasons it is hard to go and stay at Motel 6. I have had the big ones and I know the difference. When a woman tells you it does not make her any difference, will the men I know have not been fucking her?

I had 4 or 5 dates with him before I let him make a move on me in a sexual way and I had not seen him in anything but a business suite. You just cannot tell what kind of a package a man has when they wear that type of pants. (Damn) The night I let him explore me was a night that told me he might be the CEO/President of the company and a smart businessman, but boy I am the CEO when it comes to sex. I let him start as the aggressor but I soon saw that he needed help in making this a complete transaction.

He was the type of guy who we all knew in high school who had his head in a book all the time and not in some pussy. Will in the end, he got the good pussy and the guy who had that pussy in high school and forgot the books, cannot afford to come on my side of town. So all you young studs get your head out of that ass and go study.

I did marry Tim and I soon became a respectable housewife…will I made it seem that way.

Tim and I lived in a very nice section of town that is a gated wooded area and we felt protected. I love knowing that when Tim is on a trip I was safe. Across the street from us and two homes down was the Kline family. David and Kim Kline and their son Charles, who was called Chuck. When I moved into Tim’s house Chuck was 17 and I soon learned he was a little on the slow side.

One night at dinner with the Kline’s they began discussing the difficulty of dealing with their 17 year old son Chuck. I learned that Chuck was mildly retarded, and had needed extra attention in his young life. He functioned pretty well and was going to learn to drive a car, but he had always been a difficult child. The problem is that he was now tall and strong and getting more so, they were having all kinds of problems with his behavior.

He was even getting aggressive and violent and had threatened both of them. David mentioned he was not even sure he could still control him. I realized right away the boy had that school boy crush on me and I enjoyed the attention I got from him…hell I enjoyed the attention I got from all the men in the neighborhood.

Tim and I some times looked in on him or had him spend the night if his mother and father were out for an evening. As Chuck got older it was more of a phone call to make sure he was at home and not into something bad…he was a teen after all. When Chuck had turned 18 his mother and father went out of town on a trip for a long weekend during school. Chuck was going to stay with us on Thursday night so I could make sure he was up and off to school on time. He was going to his home on the weekend and back with us on Sunday night so he could make it to school on Monday. His mother was due home Monday afternoon.

That Thursday Chuck came to our house from school and I forgot that he would be home so soon in the afternoon. I was getting sun in the backyard next to the pool in a wild sexy bikini…I didn’t remember that when my bikini got wet, it became almost transparent. Chuck had come out by the pool when he got home and sat in a lounge chair next to me and I could see by the way he was giving me the once or twice over he liked my new bikini. He also noticed that the bikini became transparent when I got up and slipped into the cool water. My nipples hardened from the chill and it was difficult for the boy not to stare at my beautiful 40DD twins orbs.

As soon as he saw me getting back out of the water and the bikini was not hiding any thing from him…I look at his crotch, as I did, I could see that his eyes were glued to my breasts, and as I glanced down past his flat stomach I saw a huge bulge in his pants. I couldn’t believe how big it looked. My pussy started getting wet, at once. I felt a little embarrassed. So like any 16 year old… he kept his eyes on me, he didn’t even try to cover up his crotch. His virginity was no secret, since he had never been on a date or had any social contact with girls his age. I am sure any efforts on his part to change that status had been completely fruitless so far.

Than he said he needed to go do his homework. Chuck knew where the guest room was and he stayed in the room doing homework, so he said, until Tim got home and dinner was ready. I changed into a sun dress before dinner and left off my panties…the dress was long enough to hide anything and everything even when I sat down. The sun dress was low cut, and translucent, beneath which I was completely naked.

After dinner Tim and Chuck went into the den to watch a ball game and I did the dishes and when I came in I took a seat across from Chuck and sat back in my easy chair. I sat down, I didn’t realize it at the time but Chuck sat directly across from me. I crossed my legs and let my full skirt rest up over my knee, I saw that he was gazing at my legs as they parted each time I crossed and uncrossed them. Now I love a good tease but this caught me by surprise. It was a full dress so his view wasn’t that great, it was impossible for him to even get a panty flash…since I didn’t have any on. I was making sure Chuck got an eyeful of my deep cleavage. But it was very sexy to know he was trying to look at me, I pretended not to notice and continued to cross my legs.

I felt pretty comfortable teasing him in our home with Tim in the room, since it was fun and very safe. Tim had no idea as to what was going on and I let him do most of the talking to Chuck…I was all about sports and Chuck was doing all he could to keep up with the chat and still take in the view I was giving him.

Before the ball game was over I said good night and went up to do my girl thing before bed…clean my face, night cream on my skin and other little things we all do to look good. Tim got to bed and I remembered I had not done something in the kitchen and went back out our room and down stairs I heard the door to the guest room click close as I went out of my room…I knew Chuck was trying to peek in or listen at our door.

When I came back up I made sure that our door was not closed completely and allowed Chuck a view of our bed. Tim had just enough wine with and after dinner to relax him to where I knew he would not last long, so I just gave him a blow job. I sat on the bed taking off my robe smiling down at Tim and ran my hand under the sheet to feel his little pee-pee. I heard the door across the hall open, bingo my boy was coming to peek. I stood up and looked toward the door and saw the young teen looking in, I dropped my robe and stood to where he could see my body, my boobs, pussy and ass. I ran my fingers down on my mound and felt my fold. “Jesus, I need to get a wax job, honey you better not eat me out tonight, I’ll get it waxed tomorrow!”

I came back to the bed and with my back to the bed room door and my ass up in the air. I knew Chuck could see me performing my nasty BJ act. Knowing that Chuck was watching, god that just made the sex hotter then it had been for quite a while. I had a very intense orgasm as I slipped my hand back between my legs and fingered my pussy. I got Tim off and as my husband had his wine he drifted off to sleep fast and I was wide-awake. I knew that Chuck had hung out by the bedroom door watching and listen to our love sounds.

I was still wide-awake and decided to walk down to kitchen, I was naked so I threw on my short robe that just covered my pussy when I stood and I made sure I slipped on a pair of my whore high heels to make my ass stick out. I was figuring that all were asleep anyway…but just in case Chuck heard me and came to see where I was…I was ready for him to see my good stuff, sexy stuff.

When I got to the kitchen I could hear someone coming down the stairs and I knew it was my horny boy. I went to the pantry and bent over with my feet about 2 feet wide and with the small table lamp light on I knew he could see my pussy. I bent over and I felt the air on my damp fold. I could feel him looking at me as I shafted my weight from one leg to the other giving him a good shot of my love nest, than I turned and looked back at him. I acted surprised to find him standing there. He stood in the doorway in just his briefs. His hard-on was out and the tent was up. I couldn’t help notice a man size bulge, not the little we-we my husband shows.

He asked where Tim was and I told him sleeping. ”Tim always falls to sleep after you have sex…!” I looked at his crouch and by moving my arms just a little my robe exposed my pussy to him. I couldn’t help but smile, see him that way, hard. I of course reminded myself that I had made him that way by what I had done in the den during the game. “Chuck, what Tim and I did in our room, were you watching? Did you get a hard, looking at me while the game was on…?”

“Oh yea, shit Marca, did all you just do ah, you know ah, sucking your husband…?” I blushed knowing I had moaned pretty well in the bedroom. “Chuck, you’re not going to say anything to your mom or dad…about seeing me suck off Tim…!” “Hell no, no way Marca…! Marca, will you open up your robe, I just got to see those big tits of you’re…!”

“Chuck I can’t do that, your mother would have me in court if I did, do you look at girl’s breast at school…?” “Yes!”

“Marca you are, will your pretty, my mother, she has small tits, you got big breast, you look like the girls in the nasty magazine…!” “Chuck, you look at nasty pictures…?”

“Yes, it makes my ding dong hard…! Today by the pool, when I saw you, you made my ding dong hard; you always make it hard…! When I am in bed at night I think of you and rub my ding dong!”

“Chuck, you call your penis a ding dong?”

“That is what my mother called it when I was a little boy…!”

Shit I don’t think Kim has seen his ding dong in some time, this boy is hung. “Marca I heard my father tell Mr. Sims, the man that lives behind us that he would eat a mile of your shit, just to see where it came from…!”

I had to smile on that one. “Chuck when you heard that, what did you think…?”

“I think my father is weird! I would not like to eat shit to see your butt hole; I would rather kiss and suck your big boobs…!”

I sometimes wonder who is retarded in this world; the boy had his mind in the right place when it came to sex.

“Marca I am not going to tell anyone, but could I see your big tits…please…!”

I smiled and I went one better I took off my robe, walked slowly up to him. ”You never been with a girl, have you Chuck…?”He just looked at my big 40DD in the dim light and shook his head no. “This going to help you jerk off your ding dong when you get back in bed…? You do, do that, don’t you Chuck…?” He admitted that he had planned to when he got back to his room and I kind of admitted that I too might need to rub something. You think you’re slick, but you’re not, you would love to have my ass, you little pervert. I said to myself as I giggled…! You want to fuck your neighbor …don’t you?

“Chuck, do you find me attractive?”

“You’re very attractive.”

“Am I sexy?”

“Very!”

“Do you think about having sex with me Chuck?”

“Yes,”

“Would you like to have sex with me right now?”

“Ah… I… I…! ”.

“Just answer the question?”

“Yes…!”

“Well, here’s your chance to live out a fantasy with an older woman.”

The excitement, and cool air quickly stimulated my nipples and they became hard and erect. Chuck quickly began to caress and squeeze my breasts and nipples. He cupped my breasts feeling their heaviness and tweaked and pulled on my nipples. I kept my eyes closed and began to breathe heavily. Before long, he lowered his heads and began to lick and suck on my breast, twirling the nipples with his tongues and gently biting them. In addition to my heavy breathing, I began to moan slightly.

As he was tonguing my tits, I felt his hand on my lower stomach…I kept my eyes closed and head back, but when I felt his hand on my mound I shook my head no and said please don’t, he continued to suck on my tits and ignored my protests as he started to caress my fold…!

I quickly clamped my thighs tightly together, restricting his access. What happen next I can’t remember…but in less than a minute, my pussy was being caressed and teased by this over sexed teenager? He inserted and penetrated my vagina with two, and than three fingers. Soon, I was taking the fingers deep into my pussy and undulating, my hips to force the kid’s fingers deeper into my vagina. Than I pulled back…”that’s all you get…maybe some other time…!” With that I picked up my robe and looked back at him…”time to go jerk off baby…!”

I got in bed and tried to sleep, shit, I was too horny…I looked at the clock; it was 1:45AM. I looked over at Tim and he was still snoring…good boy. I wasn’t sure if Chuck was asleep, but at the time I was doing my best to shake him from my thoughts. It was less than an hour and I decided it was time to do something. I thought about Chuck again. How wrong would it be, god I was a sex craze whore. I needed that young boy. My god, I thought, could I get away with it? I was going to find out. Tim was a sleep…out like a light…snoring away.

My hart was racing, my mind was calling me a fool, but my body was telling me to at least look in on him. After making sure that Tim was asleep, and I closed the door to our bed room and the door to the hall that closed off that part of the house where Chuck was sleeping. I snuck into Chuck’s room. After my eyes adjusted I could see that the boy was fast asleep. Through the single sheet I could also see that he was naked. What an unbelievable image! What a foolish thing to do! I was planning on sneaking right out of the room when he rolled onto his side. Maybe I was jealous, maybe I was convinced that I could get away with it, who knows, and maybe I was a bit horny.

I kneeled down next to the bed and gently pushed the sheet back. Facing me was one of the most beautiful young penises I have ever had the pleasure of looking at. Chuck was quite a man! He looked fairly large even when he was soft, which is no feat…if I compared him to Tim. . . . For just a second I let the thought cross my mind that he was a virgin, but I let that pass. I had decided that he was going to be active with me. I needed him to be. I bent toward him and took him in my mouth. Gently I sucked him in deeper into my mouth and I could feel that his body (if not his mind) was wakening. He responded pretty quickly! He wasn’t as long as I thought he would be – maybe 7 inches — but he was a lot fatter than I expected. I could barely open my mouth wide enough. He had awoken by the time I was stroking him. Instead of being startled, he just held the back of my head and made love to my mouth.

For a few minutes I was in complete control. I was teasing him with my tongue, pulling him hard with my hand, and taking him deep within my mouth. I loved this, but in short order I had lost control. Chuck had rolled a bit and took hold of my head with both hands and was thrusting quickly in and out of my mouth. I felt him swell and then I felt him explode. I accepted every drop. I shushed him when he started to giggle. He whispered. “I didn’t think married ladies would ever do that to other men…?”

Shit! What could I do? Looking back, it didn’t really matter to me. I didn’t sneak into this room so a young stud could cum in my mouth; I had given one BJ to my limp dick husband already. I came into this room because I wanted to feel him deep inside me. I pushed him a way a little when he tried to cuddle up and instead kept pumping him with my hand. At first he moved a bit, maybe objected a little, but soon got the idea. He lay there quiet and motionless as I brought him back to full strength. Good boy!

With him flat on his back I moved to position myself above him. God this was great! I could feel him try to lift his body when he felt my wetness touch the tip of his penis, but I didn’t give him that much room to move. Still, it wasn’t like I was going to make him wait long. I wanted him desperately and couldn’t afford the time for teasing anyway. With Chuck on his back, my feet by his rib cage, my hands against the head board of the bed, and my wetness balanced above his fat penis, I plummeted to my own pleasure. I took him in one shot, falling hard against his body, and stretching more than I expected. I came hard…I must have had three orgasms while I rotated my hips, keeping him as deep in me as possible. Then the fucking began, slowly at first, with me mostly controlling the depth, then faster with Chuck meeting my rhythm. Once Chuck grabbed my hips he knew what to do, hold on my boy, I am riding you to fuck heaven…!

I shushed him again. I’ll tell you one thing about Chuck; he wanted to fuck…Oh my god, once he knew how it was going to be…I was in for quiet a ride. Chuck grabbed my hips and pulled me deeply and aggressively onto him. I was floating from one orgasm to the next when I felt his body stiffen. The thought of him coming in me was strong enough to make me have another round of orgasms, to feel him going off, pushed me over the limit. We came together. Chuck wanted to talk., I whispered in his ear…”in the morning after Tim goes to the club we can talk…!”

I just rushed out of the room…back to my husband and found him snoring ways. In the morning, I got up and headed to the kitchen to see Chuck going into the kitchen and Tim, was seated having his coffee and reading the sports page. Chuck was dressed and was getting milk from the counter when Tim said. ”Did you guys stay up late watching TV…?” I looked at Chuck and before I had a chance to speak…Chuck said…

“I guess we better turn that TV down next time Marca…sorry Tim if it woke you…!”

Tim looked at his watch and said. ”Damn I am running late, honey see you back here around 4, we got dinner at the club at 7, see you…later…!” Tim gave me a kiss on the cheek and told Chuck he would see him around. Tim was out the door for his Saturday golf outing and I watched him pull out the drive, just than Chuck stood and placed his dirty dish in the sink. “Guess I better get home and do the yard work dad wanted me to do…!” I looked him smiled and said.

“Before you go honey, take care of this…!” I bent over letting my rob fall to the floor and stood with my feet apart I took hold of the kitchen sink and looked back at my new lover. “Baby, fuck me like a dog…fuck this bitch. I want you to fuck me like an animal.” Chuck just stood there looking at my ass and watched me wiggle it to show him what he was missing. ”Take hold my hips baby, slip that cock in me…! Come on honey, I need some cock this morning…!”

He pulled his cock out and I repositioned myself making my legs spread wider with my ass up in the air. I looked back over my shoulder and begged, “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me like the slut bitch animal I am.”

He grabbed my ass cheeks for leverage and pushed his cock in, fucking me with slow, steady strokes. I was grinding my hips back against his young hard cock like an animal in heat. I whimpered softly, oh god this was good. The large head of his cock pop into my pussy and slide in several inches, setting me on fire, I had been with bigger men but this young stud had my attention, my pussy felt so full, he was a pussy stretcher.

Oh god so big I moaned, as more of this kids cock slid in me, my entire pussy was on fire now. Slowly he began working his huge cock in and out of me getting deeper and deeper with each thrust. God Tim had never made me feel this way, this kid was deeper than poor Tim could ever hope to be, he was hitting places Tim never new I had.

Soon this slow/retarded 16-year-old stud was pounding me like some common slut, ramming his mighty cock in me without mercy. Soon it felt like I was coming with every other stroke of his cock as I whimpered and moaned. I could feel my pussy stretched wide open as his huge cock slid in and out of me like a battering ram. This kid was tearing my pussy apart giving me pleasure I never imagined Tim could. “OOOOH Yeaaaaaah! Fuck me. Fuck me with your big dick. OOOOWWW! So big. OOOWWWW! “

The cunt juice flowed out of my pussy. My thighs were soaked with my juices. My pussy made the most amazing slurping noises as he was fucking me.

“Oh baby, that cock feels so good in my pussy. Fuck me faster!”

Chuck was a fast learner…he shifted position slightly to get improved leverage and to grab my tit. Using my tits as handles, he pulled me back deeper on his cock. I moaned as his hands twisted and pulled on my nipples.

“Oh, fuck. Oh fuck. That feels so fucking good. Pinch my nipples baby. Pinch them hard. Oh shit!”

Oh yea…he was getting it…he was going to be a good lover…in time. He started to jackhammer my pussy with deep, rapid strokes. “Oh shit, I’m coming again. Pull my nipples you bastard, pull them harder! Oh fuck, Oh fuck. Oh fuck!” I had him under my control.

“You like fucking me dog style honey…?”

“Yes…!”

“You going to give me cock when I want it baby…?”

“OH GOD YES…!”

My words, my hot cunt juice bathing his cock and the twitching muscles of my pussy pulled a huge load of cum out of his exhausted balls. It felt his balls slip up into his sac…as blast after blast of cum shot deep into my cunt.

“Oh god, baby. I can feel you’re cum. I can feel your fucking cum filling my slut cunt. Oh fuck. Oh fuck! So fucking much cum.”

His lust spent, he collapsed on top of me, his cock still lodged in my cunt. I could feel those last spasms of my cunt muscles as my orgasm subsided. My low mewing of pleasure and his ragged breathing were the only sounds.

My mind returned to last night…the thought of me in bed with the young stud’s cock stuffed in my pussy. Yes he was going to be a new lover. He pulled his cock out of my cunt and I stood up and turned to face him. My eyes slowly opened. I tenderly brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes. I walked towards the bathroom.

“Honey, I’m going to get cleaned up. Why don’t you be a dear and go do your fathers do list, and get back here in time for some more fun, before my husband gets home. I need some hard fucking sex around 2 and Tim’s wife wants it delivered by a young stud…!” Ah, the world is a beautiful place.

To be continued…