4 comments/ 17104 views/ 1 favorites The Rower By: wyvernwand I have always been fascinated by rowing, ever since my son, when in high school decided to take it up. His first love was soccer but when the school headmaster put money before sense and dropped him from the team he said "I am giving it up. Andrew and I are going to try rowing instead." He and Andrew did well. Even I had a go at rowing until business prevented me from developing further. However I did row with my son in a family competition and we came third. They joined a local rowing club and were selected as a pair for the NZ championships at Lake Karapiro. They won their grade and for about 3 years travelled all over the country taking part in competitions. They, or he, could well have been chosen to represent their country if he hadn't decided to join the Police Force. That put paid to practice so he eventually became one of 4 launch masters on the Auckland Police Launch. Only 6 years ago my partner and I decided to leave the big smoke and its traffic problems. We found a delightful 2 acre property nestled under the mountain and only 3 miles from the Lake Karapiro Rowing Centre. And that is where this story really begins. During one of the frequent regattas held on the Lake I was driving home past the Rowing Centre when I came across a young man standing on the side of the road trying to hitch a ride. But if he wanted to go to a town he was going the wrong way. I pulled up to see if he needed help and he said "Well if you have a spare bed for the night that would help." I asked him why he couldn't sleep in his team tent or one of the chalets on the grounds and he told me his story: His name was Craig, about 19 years old, good looking and a great physique as most rowers have. He rowed for a club based in New Plymouth some 4 hours drive south. But this being the final day and they had not qualified, the team were already on their way home. "So why are you still here", I asked. "Because of bloody Sandy." was his reply. So I offered to put him up in one of the spare rooms at home (we have 4 bedrooms) if he wanted. "If it's not too much trouble could Sandy come too?" Now I know I am old (yet not old fashioned), and I naturally assumed Sandy was a boy. How wrong I was. When I said, "O.K. there are plenty of beds," he asked if I could wait while he got Sandy. He trotted off into the mass of tents and caravans, while I lit up a smoke. The next thing I know is he is back at the car with Sandy. As I said – rowers are tall, muscular, and in Sandy's case a full set of boobs that could poke your eyes out. Sandy was a female and what a gorgeous specimen of womanhood she was. Tall at 5 feet ten. long blonde hair, blue eyes and lips that were designed to be sucked, not kissed. She was dressed in standard rowing gear – T shirt and spandex shorts. The legs were muscular but shapely and went a long way up. The shorts were so tight her mound stood out like a beacon. I think I choked when Craig introduced us. However I explained that as my partner was away I would be doing the cooking and if they wanted to chance that they were welcome. Craig got into the front passenger seat and Sandy in the back after their kit bags had been shoved in the back of the Station Wagon. We chatted on the way to my place and I found out that Sandy was from the big smoke (Auckland) where she already had a boy friend. These two had only met a couple of days ago at the regatta but it seemed it was love at first sight. It didn't take long to get to my place and as we swept up the circular drive flanked by magnolia trees on one side and topiary willows on the other, they got their first sight of the house. Well actually it is not a house any more. It used to be an original 3 bedroom farmhouse: cream painted brick and red tiled roof. Previous owners had landscaped it and extended it to over 4000 square feet. It stood on a knoll with triple steps leading to a tiled patio that almost surrounded the whole place. As we rounded towards the back the grape pergola, large palm trees flanking steps down to the lower garden always catch the eye. And then you realize how long it is as we approached the 4 car garage. It is no longer a house, it is a mansion. Once we had parked and unloaded their kits I took them on a tour. They were impressed by the master bedrooms' 250 square foot space, the master guest bedroom, the clinic (bedroom 2) and the first bedroom opposite the guest bathroom with shower, bath and toilet and the separate toilet next to it. The first bedroom has a double and single bed in it so I suggested they park their gear there. They could sort out their own sleeping arrangements. Then we entered the lounge with fireplace, two 3 seat couches and 2 matching wing chairs plus the 42 inch plasma TV. Then through to the dining room extending into the open kitchen, through to the 600 square foot sun room extending into a library with 5 seats. I had wanted them to be impressed and they were. Living in the country also has its advantages. The property is surrounded by milk cow paddocks and the nearest neighbours are almost half a mile away. It is also so quiet and peaceful after the bustle and noise of big cities. It was too early for an evening meal which I had decided would be B-B-Q, so I got some steak from the freezer to defrost. I asked if they would like anything to drink, being mindful of their training regime. They both answered in the affirmative: Craig a beer and Sandy a wine. I let them help themselves from the fridge and we settled in the sun room enjoying the warmth of a setting sun. I noticed there were uneasy glances between them so decided it was best to get it out in the open or else the mood would be totally ruined. "So how is it that you missed your ride Craig?" I thought would be a good way to open up the conversation. "Well Sandy and I only met 3 days ago and we sort of became an item during the Regatta. But some of Sandy's team mates got pissed off because she was spending more time with me than with them." Sandy added "There was a bit of jealousy because Craig is so spunky and some of them know I have a boyfriend at home. It became very unfriendly with some girls threatening to tell my boyfriend. This was just before our qualifying race and their comments got to me so much I didn't row as well as I should have. Instead of concentrating on the race I was thinking how I would handle Tom my boyfriend and worrying about Craig. As a result we didn't qualify and I got all the blame. The other girls just took off in the van before I knew it, so I was stranded." Craig added "I couldn't just take off and leave Sandy behind alone. I know she could have begged a ride home with some other team but that didn't seem right so I stayed with her, and that's how I missed my ride home." "Seems you two are in a bit of a pickle, because you will still have to get home somehow. I know a few people at the rowing so why don't I ring and see what can be organised. There will still be plenty of folk heading both ways tomorrow that could get you home," I replied. They agreed it was a good idea so I got on the phone and had it arranged in just a few minutes. Almost immediately their mood lightened and I suggested they take a walk around the grounds before it got dark so they could have some privacy while I got dinner ready. Dinner, the wine and rowing chat kept us occupied until about 9:30pm and then I suggested they get some sleep while I did the dishes. So they went to their room and closed the door. After cleaning up and I had switched off the lights, I started to make my way down the hall. As I passed their room I could hear obvious signs of love making so continued down to the garage where I had my office and computer in one corner. About an hour later I heard a light step at the entrance into the garage from the house and turned around to see Sandy standing there. She was dressed in a T shirt and small frilly pants. It was also obvious from the light shining from the hall way that she wasn't wearing a bra. As I went to speak she put her finger to her lips for me to be quiet, closed the door behind her and then threaded her way down to where I sat at my computer. I had a quizzical look on my face as she got nearer and the plonked herself down on the spare seat behind me. I spun my chair to face her and realised she had been crying. "What's the matter Sandy"? I asked. She looked at me for a moment and said "You have been so kind to us but I don't know how to say what I want to say". I smiled and said "I have always found the best way is to say what is on your mind. The listener will always be able to put their own interpretation on what is said". She nodded then said "It is not turning out the way I wanted. Craig is a hunk but he acts like the Hulk. He was so rough with me and when I asked him to be gentle he said some very unkind things" "Would you care to repeat them so that I have a better understanding?"I asked. "He said I was just a plaything for any boy that came along; that I was an easy target; that his team had bets on who could 'make' me." and then she began to sob. I leant over and put a fatherly arm on her shoulder. "No-one understands me, not even my family." she sobbed. "That's O.K. love, better to cry it out than carry it around all your life. You are still young and it takes a lifetime to learn how to ignore hurtful people." I replied. She slowed down the crying and asked in a hesitant and speculative voice "Do you think I am attractive?" "You are a very attractive, may I say, beautiful girl. You have many physical attributes that most men would die for and that also make plainer girls jealous." was my reply. "So would you want make love to me?" she asked, almost playfully. "Sandy, I don't think you came down here dressed like you are if you hadn't intended to give me an eyeful. Let me be very honest with you – your breasts are free and still young and firm; your body is incredible well toned and by the way you are sitting I can see that you are being aroused by this situation because your panties are wet, but I am an old man and this is not fair." She laughed lightly and said "Well I can't see if you are aroused." "That's because my legs are crossed. You have me at a disadvantage, I'm in shorts with nothing under them and I can assure you it is taking a huge effort to remain calm and not do something silly," I said. "Please don't be offended Douglas, using my name for the first time. It's just that despite Craig's rough attempts I am nowhere near satisfied. I need to appease this longing I have and I would rather it was real than just my own fingers." "Are you inviting me to have sex with you", I blurted out without thinking, "Good grief girl I am old enough to be your grandfather." "I know", said Sandy. "My grandfather had a great body like yours and a large cock that I saw once when I was very young. I have often wondered what it would be like with an older man." "How old are you Sandy?" I asked. "I'm way over the legal age so that is not a problem, nearly Craig's age – 18 years old. But I have been a rower for over 6 years and there hasn't been much opportunity to satisfy these female cravings before." "Good God girl, you aren't a virgin are you?" I croaked. "Not really, I also ride horses so I know my hymen is broken, but there have only been two other situations where sex was involved and they were both like with Craig so I don't even know what love making should feel like if it was done properly." I needed something to calm my quivering hands so turned around to get my cigarettes and lighter off my desk. When I turned back to Sandy she had already taken off her T shirt. I was faced with a perfect pair of breasts. They were taut and firm and with jutting out nipples dead centre in each breast. They were amongst the most perfect I had ever seen and she watched my face with interest. "This is not fair Sandy. I could be a deadly rapist for all you know." "But I know you are not because you would have already attacked me, and you are too fatherly to harm a young woman." This was a very awkward moment. My body was responding sexually but my mind kept saying "This is not right. What if she accuses you of rape later if she regrets what she has done?" "How will you feel in the morning if you indulge an old man's fantasies Sandy?" "Just what is an old man's fantasy?" she said, very softly. "Well as you can see I can't take my eyes off your lovely breasts. Every older man dreams of this sort of situation – a lovely young female body that is perfect in every way, partially disrobed, almost begging for sex. And in a quiet and secluded place." Looking rather coy she said softly "I suppose in a way I am begging and hopefully with the right person. You have been so kind to me and Craig that I know deep down you will not harm me. I have waited a long time to be made love to with tenderness and love and you have already shown that you are capable of that. If things turn out right I can leave with a happy heart." "All right Sandy, here is what I propose. You don't want Craig to know about this I hope?" "No I don't and I have no intention of taunting him with it either. When he leaves tomorrow that will be his final goodbye." she said with a definite fierceness in her eyes. "Over behind us is a very large shed. There are squabs that we can use and it is far enough away from the house that we can't be heard. If that is acceptable then I will gladly take up your offer to show you what good sex should be." I was able to say this without allowing too much excitement to show in my voice. She agreed and we quietly made our way out of the laundry door and walked about 50 metres in the dark to the big 5 bay shed. I unlocked the side door and turned on a small bank of neon lights over the workbench. We entered and I locked the door behind us, leaving us in a great area of darkness with only the soft light from the bench. I found the squabs up on a rack and pulled down two of them to put side by side in a dark area. But near enough to the light so that I could see her body clearly. I was still figuring out how we could start when Sandy came over and took off my shirt. Then she put her arms around me and pulled her naked breasts into my chest. I am only a few inches taller than her so we fit perfectly for body length. I found her mouth and gave her a long kiss. She put her tongue out and slid it along my lower lip. I responded by poking my tongue into her mouth and then flicked it in and out of her mouth like I was fucking her. My hard cock was also pushing into her groin. I couldn't resist anymore and one hand came down to her breast. As I stroked it and flicked her nipple she took a sharp breath. Then I lowered my mouth to encompass her nipple and sucked on it like a baby. As she started to breathe hard I switched to the other nipple and used my other hand on the spare breast. God they were lovely, firm but with a little bit of give. I knew when she lay down that they would stand straight up. And her nipples were getting hard. This was very much every old man's dream. She decided she wanted to explore my large muscular body and ran her hand all over me but seemed to be afraid to go down as far as my groin. She must have felt my erection pushing into her when we kissed. I pulled away a little from her and dropped my shorts, exposing my large erection. She looked down and gasped then said "That is much too big to go inside me." "Don't ever be afraid of the size of a man's cock Sandy – your body is made to stretch much bigger than that when you give birth. A woman's vagina is always the right size for any man." She giggled at that then I took her hand and guided it down to my cock. She was a bit hesitant so I said " If you want to know about physical love you need to know everything about the equipment that is involved, including your own. You have felt how your breasts responded already by the way your nipples are hard and poking out. Come over here into the light. I want you to look at a man's cock, feel it, poke it around, feel the ball bag underneath; but do it gently because it is a sensitive part of a man's body. And then I will teach you how your vagina, clitoris and even your anus can make you feel." We shuffled over to the lighted area and she went down on her knees to inspect this new toy. As she felt it and put her hand on my balls a little bit of pre-cum oozed out of the top. She looked at that and said" Have I done something wrong, it looks like it is leaking"? "That is what is called pre (or before) come. Come means the spurting out of male semen. It is also a lubricant so that it is easier to push it into the female body." I told her. She nodded her head with understanding and asked " Will that leak make me pregnant too?" "No dear, only semen can do that if you have an egg sitting in your uterus. It is fertilized when a sperm has broken into the egg. Your period flushes out the excess blood that is held there to nurture any egg if it gets 'impregnated, If there is no fertilization then your period also flushes out eggs that haven't been fertilized. You don't have to worry with me because I had my sperm glands cut many years ago. All I can deliver is the fluid the sperm used to be in. It also means I don't have to wear a condom and so we can both enjoy the feeling of flesh on flesh." "I have heard the boys referring to a 'blow job'. What is that exactly?" "It is one of the things men enjoy as much as anything. It is when the lady takes the man's penis into her mouth and sucks on it. Some men even spurt their sperm into the woman's mouth but that is an acquired taste. It is a bit salty and jelly like and some women don't like it. You will have to discover that for yourself. However most women love the feel of the penis in their mouth because I have been told it feels silky or like velvet." "Can I try it "? asked Sandy. (Is the Pope a Catholic) "Yes you can if you would like. It's a bit like sucking a lollipop." So she bravely put my aching cock to her lips then opened her mouth just a little way and tried to suck it in. "Sandy it is quite large around so you will need to pretend you are at the Dentist and open wide. Also try not to bite it with your teeth because that hurts." So she opened her mouth wide and slowly let it enter. "Use your lips and your tongue sweetheart" I said, so she did what she was told for a little while. However because she was not used to having her mouth open so wide for so long she had to stop. "Was that any good Douglas?" she asked innocently. "For a first attempt it was fine. You didn't gag which is always a good sign but you will if it goes as far back as your gullet. Then you have to learn to breathe through your nose better". I was really starting to ache in my balls and decided that any further instruction would have to come from experience. I led Sandy over to the squabs and suggested she get naked too. She eased off the frilly pants and turned to face me. I had noticed that the muscles of her backside were very powerful, as were her thighs. That comes from rowing. And when she turned around her stomach was as flat as board that highlighted the prominent pubic bone covered in a soft blonde down. The light was in the wrong place for me to see her pussy but as she came to join me on the squabs her legs opened up to reveal a large set of labia lips. I pulled her into an embrace and told her what I wanted to do. First I wanted to play with her breasts and she was free to play with my manhood. Then I wanted to make her wet between the legs using my fingers and then my tongue. The Rower Ch. 02 The previous night I had rescued two stranded rowers, left behind by their team mates, and given them a meal and sleeping facilities at my home just down the road. ( see The Rower -- Erotic couplings). I had also arranged transport for today to get them to their respective destinations. Early this morning I got a phone call from the family that would take Craig home, to say they would leave earlier than expected and would pick him up on the way past my place. I let him know when he came in for breakfast. "Oh thanks for that," he said. "By the way did you hear or see Sandy late last night? She got up to go to the toilet last night but was gone for ages. I must have dropped off to sleep again and when I woke this morning she was in the single bed." His tone was almost accusative and his face looked threatening. "As a matter of fact i did. She came down to my office and had been crying. Did something happen between you two to upset her?" I asked. "Oh we had a few words." he replied and then asked, "Did she say anything about it?" "As a matter of fact, yes she did. And in my opinion you let a golden opportunity slip through your fingers." was my answer. "What exactly do you mean by that?" Craig queried. "Well according to her story you were rough and abusive to her. And also let slip she was nothing more than a team bet. That not only hurt her self esteem but has been a pattern in her life before where boys are concerned. So now we have a very frightened girl who has lost a lot of self esteem and whose whole future life could be in jeopardy." I told him. He looked a bit abashed by that and almost to himself, commented "Maybe that's why I got the cold shoulder this morning." His ride turned up not long after and he said his goodbyes and left. A few minutes later, Sandy came out from the bathroom. She looked stunningly different from yesterday with light make-up and freshly washed cascading sandy blonde hair. She came over to where I was sitting at the dining table with my cup of coffee, leant over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Has he gone?" she asked. I nodded affirmative and she put her arms around me and gave me a sideways hug. "So what time do you have to take me back to the Rowing Centre?" "Not till about 4 o'clock." I said. "Oh goody. Do you mind if I spend some of that time sunbathing because it is going to be such a beautiful day?" said Sandy. "You go ahead love. I've got to mow the lawns anyway. Oh and by the way there is a skateboard sitting in my car. Does that belong to you?" I asked. "I'm glad that didn't get lost. I thought I had left it in the team bus. Do you mind if I do a bit of practice down the driveway?" she asked. "You go ahead but watch out for me on the ride-on mower." I laughed. After another coffee but no mention of last night's activity, Sandy asked "Is the mower that green thing in the shed we were in last night?" "Sure is, I said. And I will be starting with it in about half an hour. Before I do though, can I ask you a favour? Would you mind if I took a few pictures of you at some stage -- just to have a reminder of what you shared with me last night?" She smiled before saying softly "You can and maybe I can do some posing shots for you as well." "That would be nice, thank you. Let's see how the day develops, but I must get the lawns done first." I said, determined to keep this day as low key as possible. While she was having breakfast I went and got my old sun hat and headed off to the shed. Today was going to be another scorcher so a T shirt and shorts were my usual attire. My legs and arms were deep brown from months in the sun but the rest of me was quite sallow. I decided to ditch the T shirt for the morning to try and get a bit of a tan on my back and chest. With 7 separate lawn areas covering about ¾ of an acre it can take up to 2 hours mowing. The mower has a massive catcher but as most of the cuttings go into the small paddock we have for the 2 cows, it takes time to unload multiple catcher loads. I set off down the long front drive mowing as I went and was well into the routine when Sandy came shooting down on her skate board. I watched with envy as her young agile body balanced on that scary piece of wood on wheels. She waved to me as she went flying past and reached the road. Then she scooted her way back up to where I was at the entrance to the large front lawn. "It looks so different in the daytime," she said. "All those tall hedges and trees give the house and gardens so much privacy." "No one can see into the property at all." "Well there aren't many houses further up either." I said, "So it is like a forgotten road with hardly any traffic on it at all. Just as well considering what you are almost not wearing." She laughed. "I want to read some of these magazines in the house for a while but then I would like to get out into the sun later. Would it be all right for me to sunbathe naked somewhere?" "Anywhere you like, but don't lie where I could run over you with the mower." I laughed. She scooted off on her board and I spent the next hour or so doing the lawns. I didn't see her anywhere and put the mower away when I finished, then headed to the house for a coffee and some lunch. She was in the main bathroom trying to put sun tan lotion on her back. As she heard me approach she called out "Douglas, would you mind helping me with this sun tan lotion?" I entered, and there she was stark naked. I knew from last night that she had a phenomenal figure but it had been quite dark in the shed. The bathroom had a row of high windows that just let the light stream in and I was stunned. My determination to keep it low key just shot out of the window. I said to Sandy "You offered to pose for me and I think this could be the right moment, if that's ok with you?" She smiled and said "I was hoping this would be the right place and time." So I went to my office, grabbed my digital camera and rushed back to the bathroom. I put the suntan on her back and buttocks and then got her to pose in different ways, including some that became more intimate, as she warmed up to the novelty of exposing her incredible body. It is not every day you have a naked 5 foot 10 inch, 18 year old body of a compliant female rower in your camera sights. Once again nature took its course and I had an erection. Sandy couldn't help but notice it because it is my habit around home to not wear underpants. I was also quite burnt from the sun across my shoulders and sweating freely. Not only from the mowing, but also from viewing Sandy's wonderful and unashamed exposure of her gorgeous body. In some ways this girl was pretty savvy for her age, despite previous unfavourable episodes with young males. "Douglas", she said, "we need to do something about that sunburn and about that growth between your legs. Why don't we get into the shower and let me take care of both?" Well there goes my decision to be more celibate with this incredible example of womanhood. So we both got into the glass walled shower big enough to take 4 people that also had two sprinkler heads that were detachable. She turned the water to a warm setting and removed one sprinkler head to direct it onto my shoulders as I faced away from her. The water made my shoulders burn but she told me this was the way rowers removed sunburn. After a few minutes the burn had subsided to an acceptable level and I told her it felt better. So she removed the water jet from my shoulders and took it slowly down my back. She asked me to stand with my legs apart and then directed the spray across my buttocks and then between my legs. I had lost a bit of my erection by this stage but the spray hitting the back of my ball sack and my anus soon changed that. Then she turned me around and sprayed the top of my erection. The feeling was unbelievable and my cock filled with more blood and became even thicker and longer. I grabbed the other spray nozzle and directed it at her nipples first, then down to her pussy. She spread her legs wide so I could direct it upwards right into her cunt. The effect on her was almost instant. She began to rock her pelvis in the first throes of an orgasm so I pulled her to me and pushed myself into her. We stood like that quietly for a moment until she gasped "Fuck me like last night....please Douglas." So I began to thrust into her. I was being less gentle than the last time, but I felt she had grown from that experience and was ready for a more robust fuck. It didn't take long for her to come and in the process she raked her nails across my sunburnt back. That hurt but seemed to fit with my need to be more aggressive, unlike last night when I was the gentle sex teacher. On an impulse I pulled out of her and she looked at me with astonishment. I gave her a long sexy kiss then turned her around. She knew immediately what I had in mind so she dropped the shower head to the floor and bent over with one had grasping her ankle and the other against the shower wall. Her pussy was wide open and I thrust into her to full length. I fingered her rosebud anus hole until one finger had entered and the muscle relaxed. I could feel her internal quivering with my finger and as I fucked her lovely pussy her anus opened up even more. Leaning down to her I said softly "Are you ready for another sex lesson Sandy." She whispered "Oh yes but don't hurt me please," obviously guessing my intentions. "It might hurt for just a moment but then I hope you will enjoy it." I grunted as I pulled out of her pussy and coated her anus with pre-cum. Slowly and gently I eased the head in and waited for her sphincter muscle to adjust. She gasped as it entered but didn't pull away. Gradually I pushed more of my thick length into her until it wouldn't go any further. She winced as it went in but calmed down as I started a lazy in and out movement. With one hand tweaking her nipples and the other on her clit, her desires soon overrode the discomfit. As I increased my stroke her body started to move with the rhythm and when I asked if she was OK with it in her she nodded her assent. And so began one of the best anal fucks of my long life. She told me the feeling was different and she felt like she was being raped by an animal, and that made it more exciting. For both of us. This innocent young girl had gone overnight from a timid and sexually ignorant person, to one who had now enjoyed 5 different sexual positions in 24 hour. She was growing up fast. As we both neared our climax she leant back and softly fondled my ball sack. To do this she had to lean against the shower wall with her head. Then she said "Don't come in there please. I want to try something else." She pulled away from me and my cock flopped out. Immediately she got a flannel and washed it, then guided it towards her face. "Last night you told me what a blow job was. Can I try and do that for you properly this time?" There was no way I could refuse. I was very close to exploding so it wasn't going to take much. But I said "Sandy I am likely to explode without warning while I am in your mouth. If that happens and it is unpleasant for you, just spit me out, cock and all." She winked and took me into her mouth without hesitation and began to make love to my cock with her lips, kisses and tongue. Her hands were busy too, one fondling my balls while the other was around my cock. Just as I was about to come and warned her, she looked me in the eye, took her hand away and allowed my cock to go down her throat. I blew like a steam engine, right down her gullet. She didn't gag, or flinch. She just swallowed me with a smile on her face. When my spasms had finished she removed my cock with an even bigger smile on her face. "I just had to do that for you because you have taught me so much about mutual enjoyment; and I loved it." "There are going to be some very happy young men in your future." was all I could say. I also realised she had not yet come properly so suggested we get dried and go to a bed where I wanted to take some pictures of her pussy and give her one more climax. We went to my queen sized bed where I proceeded to eat her out and finger her anus to make her come in a huge climax. She then proceeded to masturbate me until I came again too. Finally we got up. I went to make the forgotten lunch and she went out to spend an hour or two on the back lawn sunbathing, completely naked. She chose an area by the back foyer that was in plain view of the kitchen and sun room windows. She lay on a large towel I had given her with her legs angled towards the window. I glanced out once or twice -- who am I kidding -- almost every 30 seconds and sometimes she was lying on her back with her legs wide open. I wish I had that view every day. I had to smile, because of the trust she was showing in me, but there were moments when I just wanted to go out and ravish her. I took out some sandwiches and cold orange juice and joined her on the back lawn. It was impossible not to constantly gaze at and admire this incredible female form. Somehow, despite all the attention it had already had, and considering my advanced age, my penis began to harden again. I went down to my office to do some routine work on the computer to stop looking at her and to allow my rampant desire to calm down and eventually it went passive again. I gathered up the lunch remnants and returned to the kitchen to tidy the place up. When she came in still beautifully naked and natural about ½ an hour later, I said "I want to show you one more thing about sex before you leave. Are you up to that?" "I am feeling so wonderful inside I feel I could do this with you all day and every day. So whatever it is, I know I will enjoy it" she replied. "OK, as you can see I am pretty flaccid. Make me hard first, in whatever way comes naturally to you." "And then what?" she wanted to know. "You will see." I murmured. She led me to one of the couches in the sun room, then went down on her knees. She bent and kissed the small bundle lying there and then put her hand behind my ball bag and softly stroked that area down to my anus. It began to rise slowly at first but when she ran it across with her lips then her tongue, it became rigid very fast. Finally she brought her breasts together and held it between them while I began to push up and down. It was heaven. Her breasts were firm but soft on the sides and when I took both nipples in my hands she started to rock her pelvis backwards and forwards. I congratulated her on such a fine job and pulled free before I shot a load over her tits. "So what comes next?" she asked. "More of the same." I said. "You pre-empted what I had in mind. I love breasts and yours are so perfect and magnificent I just want to fuck them." So she took my swollen cock and rubbed it against her nipples, trying to push them into the hole of my cock. Then she lay on the floor and invited me to do what I wanted. She squeezed them together again and allowed me to haunch over her and fuck between them. She put a finger to my anus and pressed it until she gained entry. Every time I made a stroke up towards her face she lifted up her head and touched the head of my cock with her tongue. At just such a moment I spurted cum onto her lips and as I pulled away, all over those wonderful tits. She came at the same time. She licked her lips and then rubbed the come into her breasts. "I want to take this with me as a reminder of an incredible weekend of experiences. Douglas, I don't have the words to say how much you have done for me, except to say I will never, in whatever life I have ahead of me, forget this precious gift you have given me." We kissed and I had another shower and got dressed into a shirt and trousers. My sex weapon had retreated into the deepest shell it could find -- I was literally shagged out. Later that afternoon I dropped her off at the rowing centre. As we kissed chastely and said our goodbyes she said "I will never forget you and what you have done for me. You have changed my life around and I owe you that debt forever. Here is my phone number. Please ring me anytime you want me -- I will come running." Then she walked away towards the car to take her home. She waved and gave me a brilliant smile as she got into it, then she was gone. No I haven't rung her. I don't need to, because by writing this story she will always be with me and in my memories. I can masturbate and relieve myself just as easily from memory or by reading this story over and over again, or by gazing at her photos. But I do go down now and then to watch the rowing. One day I just might see her on the water again. The Rower "That's called 'eating' you." I told her. "Is it nice?" she asked huskily. "I will let you be the judge of that but I can assure you that you will have a lot more pleasant sensations than just being forced open by a big cock." So we began. You don't really need all the details but as I played with her female cave she started to hiss and have sharp intakes of breath. "Is that nicer Sandy?" I asked. "Oh yes, it is so much better than doing it for oneself," and her body arched as I brought my tongue into play. As I proceeded to suck her clit and flick it with my tongue she had her first ever orgasm. Her body arched up and back several times whimpering "Oh. Oh, Oh", over and over again. I let her come down from the climax a little bit and then said "Sandy, most sex is usually with the man lying on top of the female but I think you deserve something better. We are going over to that camping chair and I want you to bend over the back of it, supporting yourself on the arms with your hands." So when she was draped over the chair, I got her to spread her legs. "You are not going up my back passage are you"? she said in a horrified manner. "Not at all, though I would love to introduce you to anal sex too. I just want you to feel my cock deep inside you and this position will also rub your G – Spot." "Oh gosh Douglas, there is so much to learn. What on earth is a G-Spot?" "It is an area just under your pubic bone in your vaginal wall that is very responsive to pressure and silky rubbing from a penis. If we get it right it will make you climax so hard you could pass out. The French call intercourse 'petite morte' which means little death. You feel so good you want to die feeling that good" "I want to feel more of how I felt when you ate me. I feel ready for more, will that happen?" "That is what I am hoping for, so close your eyes and just let your body feel what it wants to feel". I stuttered. This conversation was making me so horny I was hoping I wouldn't explode the minute I felt her pussy lips against my cock. It had happened before. "Ready? I asked, are your eyes closed?" She nodded yes and I brought my cock to her lovely wide and wet pussy perfectly framed by her taught, heart shaped backside. Slowly I eased in the head and she gasped as she felt herself expand to take its girth. Then I eased in gently about half way. Right about where the G-spot should be. Using soft but steady stokes I massaged this area with my cock head as I softly rubbed her hips. She started to buck and tried to ram herself fully onto my cock but I pulled out a little way then pushed myself right inside her. Thankfully I was concentrating so hard on getting it right I knew I had passed the premature ejaculation point. From here on in it was going to fun. Sandy's body was boiling and wet as I rested my stomach on her buttocks. My hands moved up to caress her breasts and tweak her nipples at the same time as I began increasing the speed of my thrusts. Suddenly she yelled "Oh yes please Douglas, Fuck me, Fuck me - it is so lovely " then just simply moaned to herself as her excitement built. I could feel her vagina starting to ripple and knew she was not far off her next big climax. So I rammed in as far as I could go and held it deep inside her as I started to pulse my cock. This extra blood made my cock thicker, then, when I released the pulse it came back to normal size. It was like ejaculating but without the release. She was pushing her bottom into me with every in stroke and soon we had a rapid rhythm going that had nowhere else to go but explode. Suddenly her vagina went into a squeeze pattern and as she released I allowed my climax to happen as well. Sandy didn't scream out at climax she just moaned and said "Oh my God, finally I've been properly fucked." When I finally pulled out of her, her knees buckled and she collapsed in a heap at the back of the chair. I let her rest a moment then got her to her feet and turned her round to me. I kissed her as I eased my cock back into her from the front. I also put one hand into her buttock crack and stroked her anal hole. The other was on her clit massaging it. This set her off again with another immediate climax or just a continuation of the previous one. I didn't care which it was, because I had not had so much sexual lust in me for many years. I then let her go and sat in the chair, pulling her to face me on my lap. Once again I was inside her and she started to rock back and forth on my tool. "Oh Douglas this is heaven. I never knew it could be this good. Please suck my nipples some more, I want to come again." Who was I to refuse. This nymphet of heavenly body wanted more and I think I had one last load left in me. So we fucked like this for a while then I made her sit on me facing away and leaning forward. This brought a whole new feeling for her because my cock was now stroking against her clit. Eventually she shuddered into another climax and I let go of a pathetic mini load immediately afterwards. We rested for a few minutes as she leant back against me whilst I caressed those magnificent breasts from behind. Then she got up and turned to face me. "One last thing to do before we go back to the house" and knelt down to suck my come covered cock. "It tastes different." she said quizzically. "That's because you can taste both of us. The musky taste is you and I'm the salty one." Sandy looked me straight in the eye and said "It's a nice mix I could grow to enjoy. I wonder what grandpa would have tasted like?" The Rowing Team My name is Kevin and I am a member of my college's rowing team. One weekend we were participating in a race, when my mother and my aunt Betsy decided to attend. It was a great weekend as we finally came in first and had defeated a rival team we had never been able to beat before. After the racing victory, beer and champagne were broken out. We were partying along the bank of the river into the evening. I was talking to my aunt as my teammates were entertaining my mother with rowing stories. It was so hot that day that the guys and myself liked to run around without our shirts on. I asked my aunt if she wanted to take a walk along the river with me. She said sure and we took a trip down the path fronting the water. My aunt Betsy was my mother's younger sister. She was around 36 as I recalled. She had been divorced a couple years now. I had just broken up with my girlfriend a few days previous to that race. Stacy, the girl I was seeing, got tired of being second fiddle to my racing so she told me it was her or the rowing. I chose the rowing, and now here I was escorting my aunt around. As we walked I had my hand on her back, showing her the place where we regularly raced. We stopped walking and for some reason I lowered my hand to Betsy's ass. She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt that day. My aunt made no attempt to have me move my hand. I was so horny from breaking up with my old girlfriend, I didn't know what came over me at that moment. I moved in close and kissed Betsy's mouth. "I don't think you should be doing that Kevin," my aunt said. It was now or never for me. I placed a hand on her chest. Betsy had big tits, her bra always seemed too small to contain all that chest. As soon as I touched her shirt, Betsy let out a sigh. I moved in close and kissed her again. Betsy didn't tell me to stop this time. She opened her mouth and our tongues touched. Betsy began to run her hands all over my bare chest. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, I pulled Betsy's t-shirt off and I undid her bra. Her tits were even larger that I imagined. They fell to her chest. I started to kiss her large nipples as I unzipped her shorts. My shorts came off soon after, and there we stood in the dusk, naked. I pulled Betsy to the ground and my hand touched her pussy. Betsy was dripping wet. I went back to kissing her tits as I pushed my middle finger into her wet hole. I wiggled my digit around inside her. Betsy spread her thighs for me as I finger-fucked her. It didn't take long before Betsy came. I felt my hand getting wet as she sprayed me with her love juices. This was getting so wild! Here I was naked in the grass with my aunt. My cock was raging hard. I am average length, 6 inches or so, but I am pretty thick. As my aunt had cum, I rolled over in between her legs. Betsy's eyes got big. "Not that Kevin!" "You don't have a rubber," Betsy said. There was no time for finding a rubber now. I pushed my cock right past her pussy lips and I easily sunk into Betsy's passage. "Oh God Kevin!" Betsy screamed out. I didn't let her recover from my cock entering her. I started driving my cock in and out. Betsy lifted her legs up. I took hold of her ankles and brought them up over my shoulders. Her knees were pressed against her huge cans as I began to penetrate her. Her juices were coating my big balls as I shoved my cock in further. Betsy and I started to build a rhythm as I pounded her oozing pussy. SLAP,SLAP,SLAP, my balls were dancing off her cheeks. "Oh Christ Kevin," Betsy said, "Fuck me harder!" I gave my aunt my whole length now, pummeling her pussy. I told Betsy I was close to cumming and I was going to pull out now. "No, don't pull out yet!" Betsy was crying out. Betsy brought her legs around my back and held on for dear life. I slid my cock in one more time, really hard. I couldn't hold back one more second. I shot my hot load into my aunt's greedy cunt. I kept pushing into her and more and more cum came squirting out. I was filling her belly with every drop of my seed. We kept fucking for many more minutes until I felt my cock getting softer. I stayed in my aunt's pussy until I finally slipped out of her. There we were in the dark now, all fucked out. Betsy's and I got dressed and started to walk back to the gathering. As we were walking, Betsy told me to drive over to her place later that night. We got back and my mother and Betsy drove back to my parent's house. When I got back to the dorm, I got into my car and drove directly to Betsy's. Betsy was waiting for me. We went directly to her bed. Betsy told me it had been so long since she last had sex. Betsy and I fucked all night long. She was easily the most experienced lover I ever had. Once in bed she took my cock in her mouth and made me hard. We then fucked all night and into the early morning hours. I came in Betsy's pussy three more times that night. Betsy told me she had multiple orgasms each and every time I came in her. I woke up the next morning and got dressed. I drove back to the dorm. As I was pulling into the parking lot I saw my mom getting into her car. "I dropped by to see you Kevin but you weren't here," my mother told me. "I have some errands to run, I will stop back another time," she told me. I went up to my room and my roommate Jim was on his bed. "Kevin, I need to tell you something," Jim said to me. "It's about last night," Jim said. "What about last night?" I asked. "Well, we were all drinking when I leaned over and kissed your mother's mouth." "What?" I asked. "Your mom kissed me back," Jim told me. I was in a bit of shock as he told me his story. "We were away from the others when this happened," he told me. "What else happened?" I asked Jim "Well, your mom touched my crotch," Jim said. "Jesus!" I replied. "I guess we got a little carried away," Jim said. "Your mom unzipped my shorts and pulled my cock out," Jim said, sheepishly. "Did you fuck my mom?" I was ready to punch my roommate at this revelation. "No Kevin, but she did suck my cock," Jim said. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself Kevin, I was so horny!" Jim went on. "What else happened," I asked. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Only that Kevin, we didn't fuck then," Jim blurted out. "What do you mean by, then?" I asked. Jim then told me that my mother had sucked him off and took his load down her throat. Then the bomb dropped. Jim said that my mother came over to see him this morning. He had just finished fucking her in his bed. She was just leaving as I pulled up. My head was spinning right then! I wanted to beat my roommate to a pulp, but then I caught myself. I had spent the whole evening in my aunt's pussy, I didn't have much room to get mad at Jim. I could only think that this was going to be one wild summer among family and friends!