2 comments/ 120469 views/ 5 favorites Nan Made Him a Man at 18 Ch. 01 By: Dinsmore The summer that I turned eighteen followed my junior year in high school. It was the sixties, and my sexual experience was limited to, 'heavy petting' in the back seat of my mom's LTD. Teenage sex in rural America in the early 60's; it was happening, but not openly, and few talked about it. There were true, 'bad' girls, who fucked often and with multiple partners and generally ended up pregnant, dropped out of school, and were seldom seen or heard from again. There were, 'steadies', and you knew they were doing it, and you were envious. The pill didn't exist, although there were rumors surfacing that the old local doctor was, on occasion, prescribing something for girls that had, irregular or difficult periods. That turned out to be true; in many cases, I'm not sure he told the girl or her parents that there was a wonderful side effect, i.e., pregnancy prevention. We were all desperately afraid of pregnancy and an early shot gun wedding. In some cases, I think the old doc knew exactly what he was doing, knew from annual physicals that a particular girl was sexually active, and felt justified in preventing an unwanted pregnancy. If you were under 21, you could not buy condoms. They were kept behind the drug store counter, and you couldn't get to them. Only a handful of local gas stations had the, 'two for a quarter' cheap ones in the men's room. If your parents used them, you might get away with swiping one now and again, as long as you didn't get greedy. One kid in my class, the son of the local druggist, made a fortune selling contraband rubbers to eager teens. We all had to have them even if we knew, in our hearts, that we weren't going to get, 'lucky'; there was always that chance. The condom of 'choice' became Saran wrap and a rubber band. It wasn't very comfortable, but properly applied was effective as long as you didn't get stupid and use a generic plastic wrap. A lot of guys wouldn't go down on a girl; almost none would even consider sex during menstruation, it was just too nasty, even though we all knew it was the ultimate, 'safe time'. The rhythm method just didn't work as the majority of young girls had irregular cycles. We knew a lot about sex, we were farm kids, but in general, we weren't getting any. Hand jobs were often the pinnacle of back seat teen sex in those days. A few girls, very few, gave head; even fewer did it well. Some guys were, 'dry fucking' a steady, often with often disastrous results. Abortion was not legally available. Anal sex was far more prevalent than anyone knew. No one really talked about that form of, 'teenage birth control', but there were girls that took it in the ass. Most didn't enjoy it, but were willing to make the sacrifice to satisfy a boyfriend that they would, in all likelihood, marry soon after graduation. My first experience was with a girl named Leanne. Her grand parents' farm adjoined ours. She was also going to be a senior in high school, just as I was. She was n a full year older than me; she had repeated a grade back in elementary school. She would stay with her grand parents often during the summer and occasionally on weekends during the school year. She was a skinny little blond, a tom boy when we first met when I was 11 and she was 12. We climbed trees together and swam together at the local swimming hole. When I was 14 and she was 15, she started looking sexy. She'd flirt and I'd steal a kiss when no one was looking .That's about as far as it went until a few days after my birthday at the beginning of summer vacation. One day at the swimming hole, she showed me her little tits. That same day she stuck her tongue in my mouth. A few days later, she wanted to see my cock, jerked me off and showed me how to finger her pussy. Not long after, she sucked me off and encouraged me to return the favor. A week later, she let me fuck her in the ass. She had a steady back in the town where her parents lived and had been having oral and anal sex with him for a year. During our senior year, her parents caught her getting boned on the living room couch by her brother. She got pregnant, and graduated at about the seven month mark, and Gary, her long time boyfriend, married her. So, I was, 'getting some', or at least 'one', but not with any of the girls I 'dated' and Leanne wasn't always available; I definitely wasn't getting any pussy. An older woman, a friend of my parents, extended my sexual experience significantly. Her husband hadn't really made it as a farmer, and had returned overseas to work and earn some badly needed cash to keep the farm. Nan was in her late 30's, with an exotic, dark, willowy, middle-eastern aura. I don't recall actually lusting after her, but looking back she was hot. She couldn't have kids, my mom told me, having had a hysterectomy. They had two, young, adopted kids. My dad asked me to help her out with some work around her house, lawn mowing, weeding and such, and knowing she was short on cash, would supplement whatever she was able to give me for the work. Nan came after, but not long after, Leanne. I was a good looking kid at 18, just under six feet tall, involved in sports, tanned and muscular. I would do the heavy work in the yard, and she would help, usually wearing a shorts and halter outfit. I would often sneak a peak at the dark bushy pubic hair sneaking out of the side of her panties as I would steal a glance under her shorts or admire her small, tight, well formed ass as she bent over to pull weeds. Often her little titties would be visible when she bent over to help me pick up a load of weeds. Her legs were long, tanned and shapely. I would usually wear shorts, the old fashioned, really short, athletic type, with no shirt. I was working on my tan. One day, one very hot day, we were both drenched with sweat, my shorts were sticking to my body, as were hers. I noticed her hard nipples under her top and couldn't take my eyes of her chest, except to gaze at her ass, which was perfectly defined as her sweat drenched shorts clung to her crack. I also noticed that the front of her shorts was plastered against her twat, clearly outlining her slit. I got a quick boner that she could not miss; I caught her stealing glances at my cock, which was probably bigger than average for my age, at just over eight inches and summer sausage thick. She said that we should knock off for the day and suggested that I take a shower to clean off the dirt and grass before she drove me home. I agreed, went into the master bathroom, stripped off my shorts and began to enjoy a long, relaxing shower. She stuck her head in, took my shorts, underwear and shirt and said she was going to throw them in the washer, and she'd find something of her husband's for me to wear. I thought nothing of it, but as I began to have erotic fantasies about fucking her, decided that I had time to quickly beat off before I had to exit the shower. So there I was, boner in hand, stroking my cock with some baby oil I'd found in the shower, when I heard the bathroom door open. Now she couldn't see me through the shower curtain, and I figured she was just dropping off something for me to wear. Seconds later, she parted the shower curtain and stepped in with me, stark naked, a nervous smile on her face, mumbling something about the damned house only having one shower. She focused on my hard cock, stepped quickly to me, grabbed my dick softly and inserted her talented tongue in my mouth. She grabbed a wash cloth and a bar of soap and started lovingly washing my front from head to toe, giving extra special attention to my hard young cock. She turned me around, and gave my back half the same treatment, with lots of extra work on my ass, including sticking her soapy finger up my butt and ensuring that it, too, was squeaky clean. She knelt down, spread my cheeks with her hands, rimmed my ass hole and probed my sphincter with her tongue. I knelt down and picked up the bar of soap and wash cloth which she had dropped and began to return the favor, also giving extra attention to her tight little ass, to include the obligatory soapy finger up the poop shoot. I stood her up, turned her around, and washed those small but hard little tits. I worked the washcloth up her legs from her feet, ending at her excessively hairy snatch, probing that orifice with a soapy finger. The pubic hair was a bit of a turn off. I guessed that she just hadn't bothered to trim it in a while, since her hubby was away. I had noticed some barber scissors next to the sink, so sitting her down on the corner shower seat, I reach out for the scissors and began trimming her cunt hair. Lathering up her vee with the bar of soap, I very carefully shaved around her pussy, leaving just a little, 'soul patch' at the top. She had very dark, heavy hair on her ass; I turned her around and had her bend over, hold her cheeks open with her hands and gently shaved her delightful little ass. She really seemed to get off on being shaved. I finished the job by rimming her brown eye and fucking her little stinky hole with my tongue. I turned her around with my hands, sitting her on the bench, pushed her legs up so that her knees were bent up against her little tits and went down on her. Now she had no idea that I knew how to eat pussy; well, that is to say, I had started doing so only a few weeks before with Leanne. Leanne had coached me a little, so I wasn't a complete novice. Over time, Nan would teach me to do it at the graduate level. But mine was the first tongue in her twat in a long time, and as inexperienced as I might have been, the tongue and lip action combined with a finger up her tail brought her off in seconds. I kept at it, and she came again. I stood up; she bent over and simply engulfed my boner in her mouth. Not a lot of tickle and tease, just swallowed my cock, bobbed her head up and down a few times and I shot a massive load on her tonsils---and she swallowed every drop. We played a little post cum fondle and probe in the shower, oiling each other's bodies with the baby oil, fingering ass holes, rubbing cunts and stroking cocks. The hot water ran out, and we exited, drying each other off in the bathroom, coupled with more kissing and touching and stroking. She led me to the marital bed. "I was sure you were a virgin, but you're not, are you?" Nan said, lasciviously, as she leaned back on the headboard and obscenely spread her legs and touched her newly shaved pussy. Actually, at that moment, my sexual experience was limited. Leanne had been my prime trainer; in reality I had never had my dick in any woman's cunt, let alone a mature and experienced one. I had gotten my cock sucked and fucked one girl in the ass---a number of times---but technically, had never gotten, 'laid'. I quickly gave Nan a complete run down of my very limited sexual history without embarrassment, knowing it made no difference if I was, 'sort of' a virgin, since she was going to change that momentarily. In reality, it seemed to turn her on. "Come here." Nan cooed, and I shuffled up between her legs, kneeling in front of her. She simply took my cock, separated her pussy lips and inserted the tip at the entrance to her well lubed and nicely trimmed little fuck hole. She said, "Go ahead, shove it in. I want to feel your cock in my pussy" Oh my God. So tight, so wet, so damned hot! Female ass is great, and in later years, particular with women who had gotten loose after a few kids, I often preferred it. But this was pussy, tight, but softer than the anal road. She had two kids but they were adopted; she was still tight and elastic. She couldn't get pregnant. She sure as hell wasn't going to tell anyone about this and was already married. Guilt free, first time vaginal fucking---it doesn't get any better. I didn't last long. I was eighteen. I wouldn't have lasted as long as I did, but she had sucked my nuts dry a few minutes earlier. I felt guilty at cumming too quickly, so went down on her again, enjoying the taste of my own cum in her freshly fucked pussy. I massaged her tight anal ring and brought her off quickly with my mouth. We snuggled together and Nan began to whisper in my ear. "Very good for your first time, Jimmy. Don't feel bad about cumming too quickly. You more than made up for it by eating my pussy. I can help you learn to last longer, but at your age you'll be hard in no time." She guaranteed that outcome by working her mouth and tongue down my chest and abdomen, fondling my balls, teasing my cock with her lips and tongue, and in no time, as predicted, I was rock hard. "Let's try something different." Nan stated, rolling up on her knees, and lewdly wiggling her ass in my face. "This is called doggie style, and I really like it, you can really go deep, although as nice and long as that cock of yours is, I hope I can take all of it. Go slow at first, but when I get used to the length, you can fuck me real hard. You can 'bang' me." The second time was even better than the first. It took no time for her to accommodate all of my cock. It turned out that her hubby was pretty well hung. Being able to watch the full length of my young fuck tool sink into her pussy, watching that cute little brown eye winking at me, I started slow, but soon was slamming into her with all the force I could muster. She felt me start to harden, knew I was about to come, reached back between her legs with the hand she had been diddling her clit with, grabbed my cock, pulled it out of her steamy twat and wrapped her finger and thumb around the crease just below the head, and squeezed hard. My urge to cum vanished. She released her grip. "You can do that to yourself, when you feel yourself starting to shoot your load, just don't wait too long." She laughed. I plunged back into her, and as she had taught me, as I felt the juices rising, withdrew from her fuck canal and squeezed as she had shown me. It worked. I repeated this several times, one time, holding back from shooting my load by just waiting for the feeling to subside. Being young, my dick stayed hard, but I began to sense that I could will myself not to cum with a little focus. Finally I sensed that she was moving toward a peak and I increased the pace as she came with a howl, twisting her tight little butt around my cock and gasping for breath. I wanted to cum, but initially was having difficulty undoing the hold back routine as I continued to jam my dick in her cunt. Thank God for the stamina of youth. Sensing my frustration, she took her hand and began to softly fondle my nuts; I came almost instantly. "It works every time." Nan chuckled as she languorously rolled over on her back, inserted a finger in her pussy and sucked it off in her mouth. "I really like the taste of young cum." Even at an athletic eighteen, I was pretty well spent. "I need to get you home before your folks think something is going on here." She said with a nasty smile. "You know this has to stay just between us, that you can't tell anyone about it, don't you?" I nodded. "I love my husband, but I'm so damned horny when he's gone. There's so much work that needs to be done here. I hope you can come over more often to help me with it." I nodded again, speechless at the specter of enjoying this real woman's treasures again. When she dropped me off at our farm, I was walking on air. Now I don't know anything about what my mother and father did in the bedroom, and don't want to know. Actually he was my step father; my dad had died when I was eight. I called him by his first name, I was a pretty good kid and he never had to discipline me.We got along more like buddies or brothers than father and son. He never wanted to replace my dad, but worked hard at building a relationship with me. I did what he told me to do, most of the time, and when I didn't agree with him, I didn't get shitty about it, and we'd talk, and I'd usually end up doing exactly what he wanted me to, although, occasionally I changed his mind. I don't think my mother and step dad were doing a lot of fucking, based only on how seldom they closed and locked their bedroom door. I think he was tapping a little young strange, now and again. Farming was part time for him, his main source of income was teaching at a college about an hour away, three days a week. He took me with him a few times, and the way the little coeds flirted with him, I was sure he was doing a few of them. We'd had the obligatory, father-son talk about a year earlier. Being a college professor, before we had that talk he handed me this massive college level text---with pictures---entitled, 'Human Sexuality'. "Read this, cover to cover, and study it as if there was a test at the end, because there will be." He intoned, very seriously. It took me about two weeks to get through it, with some lapses to beat off while viewing the very detailed and explicit pictures. When I felt I was ready, I told him I was prepared for our little chat. He gave me a pretty detailed oral interrogation, asking detailed questions about sexually transmitted diseases and pregnancy and contraception. When he was satisfied that I had absorbed the academic material, he started to educate me on the fun stuff. He was so comfortable talking to me about it that it became a very enjoyable conversation. Ultimately, we talked about everything, right down to some excellent tips about getting a woman into bed and ensuring that she'd come back for seconds. We talked about rubbers breaking and unwanted pregnancy, a far bigger fear in those days than disease. He gave me the finer points of eating pussy, and suggested that with questionable quality control in the condom industry, getting blown or doing a girl in the ass was the only true form of birth control. He told me that the rhythm method was not worth much with young girls with irregular periods, but that fucking a girl during the first couple of days was totally safe, albeit messy, but that most women were pretty horny at that time. Instead of fatherly bull shit about sex, he gave me stuff I could use. He said he would be happy to provide me with condoms, and even spermicidal foam, which had just come on the market, and strongly suggested that I use both. He explained that he had had a vasectomy, and what that meant. He asked me about what I had done and I shared my very limited experience with him, which at that time, was little more than, 'heavy petting'. "Just be careful." He solemnly stated. "Fucking is the best human endeavor ever invented. Stay away from the skanky ones, and watch out for the impressionable little ones that need to get away from home and would cherish that shotgun wedding. Jerk off before you go out with the little hotties, it will help keep you brains in your head and not in your dick, at least initially. Stay away from virgins; they're not that much fun. You're a good looking kid and will have no trouble getting laid. Last time we were down at the college, any number of those little cuties would have jumped in the sack with you---they always ask about you---and some of them have diaphragms or are taking a pill which prevents pregnancy, but learn to wear a condom. Hell it will help you last longer and it's just not worth the risk." We had many more, shorter talks about sex and I often shared my experiences with him, and to some degree I think he vicariously got off on it. He was fifty, tall, handsome and muscular and I seriously doubted that he was celibate. So, when Nan dropped me off, he knew instantly that I had just gotten laid. He made humorous little, inside, teasing comments at dinner, which went right over my mom's head. After dinner, he asked me to walk up to the high pasture and check on the fence. We didn't have any cattle up their and the fence was fine; we both knew those facts. "She fucked you, didn't she?" He asked, with a grin from ear to ear. "I knew she was horny last time I saw her, she damned near jumped me, and while I wouldn't mind tapping that tight little body, she's just a little too close to being family and she's friends with your mother." Nan Made Him a Man at 18 Ch. 01 This was the first time my step dad had pretty clearly alluded to the fact that he might be getting a little strange. I gave him all the wonderful details. He smiled. "This will be good for you, Jimbo." He said, softly. "She loves her husband a lot, isn't going to leave him for you and won't let you fuck her after he comes home. She can't get pregnant, and with all the gossip in a rural area like this, wouldn't think of actually fucking someone else's husband. Her husband let on more than once that she is a fire cracker in bed and tight as little girl. He also told me she takes it up the butt and can suck the chrome off a trailer hitch, but you already discovered those facts, didn't you?" I nodded, now also grinning from ear to ear. I told him she wanted me to come by to do yard work more often. I thought he would die laughing. "Have fun with it. Since I can't drill her, you owe me the 'grim' details. She can teach you a lot. According to her husband, she taught him how to muff dive and how to develop staying power, but it sounds like she's already started your lessons?" He smiled broadly. "We better get home. I'm getting a boner and, not to make you uncomfortable, but I believe your mom is in the mood and we will be locking the bedroom door." Nan continued my education a couple of days later. We didn't do much yard work. She led me to her hot spots and directed me as I ate her dripping little pussy. She loved to have her ass licked and loved to rim my dirty hole. She liked a finger up her ass when I ate her and reciprocated when she was sucking my cock. She was picking me up at least a couple of days a week; the yard was immaculate, she just needed to fuck. The following week I took her ass from behind as she diddled her snatch; she came when I dumped my load in her bowels. We always started in the shower and got that nasty oral stuff out of the way under the warm stream. Sometimes she would pee in the shower, pee on my rigid cock; I in turn would flood her tits and pussy with my amber fluid. We gave each other enemas, she always wanted an enema before she would take me up the ass. More than once, we went outside and fucked in the backyard. We also would walk, hand in hand, stark naked, down to the barn and do it in the hay. I always ate her at least a second time and we usually ended with the ass fuck. She loved it in that tight little pussy, but also wanted it in the ass. She didn't give up her ass just for my pleasure, she just liked getting boned up the shitter. This went on for over six months, shoveling snow being the excuse as winter came on, if my mother ever asked. On one warmer than normal and sunny day, I took her pussy from behind in the snow. Another time we covered each other with mud in the back yard and had a truly dirty and exciting ass fuck. It came to end the day before her husband returned. I knew the rules. We had talked about what would happen when he came home. That day, we actually made love, more than just fucking. I would miss the sex, but I had a cum laude education under my belt. That last day, she decided that we would stop by and pick up her kids on the way home. They were staying with another lady whose husband was overseas, another failing farmer. Now I knew her, also friend of the family; I hadn't seen her in over a year, and as I remembered, she was overweight and unattractive. Her husband was working in the middle East, having just left a couple of months earlier and would not be back for almost six months. She was several years younger than Nan. As we pulled up to the house, I was shocked to note that Francine had easily lost 50 pounds, changed her hair style and wardrobe and looked pretty damned good. A little shorter than Nan, breeder hips and dirty blond hair; She had pale skin with a hint of freckles; she had become damned sexy. She brought the kids over and leaned in the window on my side and I quickly observed that, unlike Nan, she had major tits. She smiled broadly and gave me a longer than normal look down her blouse, and placed her hand on my arm. The kids jumped in the back, engrossed in their own slap and tickle, so common with young siblings. As we drove off, Nan quietly spoke. "Francine is every bit as sexually frustrated and horny as I was until you came along. I have absolutely not told her anything about what you and I have been doing, but girls talk. She's no where near as experienced as I am, although I did coach her a bit a couple of years ago, and she started coming into her own, sexually speaking. She didn't suck hubby's cock the first five years they were married, but I gather she's gotten pretty good at it. I am absolutely positive she's never taken it in the butt, but she knows I do, and she's anal curious. Those tits are magnificent, very fuckable I would imagine, and, you have to admit, she's looking fine thanks to the diet, wouldn't you say?" "Are you pimping me out, Nan?" I asked in mock seriousness. "Look, Jimbo. You'd be good for her. You could teach her some things, things you learned from me. She had her tubes tied, because they already have enough kids. I'll watch her kids if you decide to, 'help her around the house'. I've told her how much you've helped with the yard, and such, and suggested that she should hire you. I'll push that point. With her, unlike me, she's not going to just jump your bones. You're absolutely going to have to seduce her, but I doubt that it will take very long. From the way she looked at you, let you stare down her top and put her hand on your arm, she's ready, but you'll have to make the first move. It'll be good practice for you, but as good as you've become in the sack, she'll definitely come back for seconds. Are you interested?" Obviously, I was. To be continued... Nan Made Him a Man at 18 Ch. 02 If you are looking for love and romance, stop right here! This is a story about two adults who are not married to each other. They enjoy having nasty, dirty, kinky, depraved sex. This story includes virtually every perverted sex act you can think of between a man and a woman, with no reluctant participants. Obviously I was interested in taking what I had learned from Nan and, apply it' with another horny, married woman whose husband was working out of the country. All my friends were trying to get to first base in the back seat of a car and I had been fucking a real, adult woman for six months and had just been offered a shot at another one. Nan had, in so many ways, 'made me a man.' With Francine, the roles would reverse, somewhat, as I used the knowledge Nan provided to satisfy Francine's sexual needs---and my own. Francine called the next day and my step dad answered the phone. She said she wanted to hire me to do some work around the house and asked if I would be available. My step dad smiled across the room at me and told her he was sure I had the time and handed me the phone. He covered the phone, whispering so mom wouldn't hear. "All the fucking details, young man. Remember our agreement." Francine picked me up the next morning. Knowing where this relationship needed to go, I was very relaxed and chatty. I started by complementing this woman, almost twice my age, on her outfit; it was obvious that she had picked it carefully---it screamed, 'fuck me'. I told her she really looked great, even touching her hair once in the car and asking her about her new hair style. As she pulled into the car port, I went to the back to get my tools; I had to move past her, and in so doing my crotch rubbed firmly against her full, but not unattractive, behind. I put my hands on her shoulders to slide by with a very polite and respectful, 'excuse me.' The work was handyman stuff. I was a pretty fair carpenter, plumber and electrician; when you grow up in rural America, you learn how to fix things at an early age. I quickly took care of the squeaking steps, broken door locks, running toilets and such. No one had air conditioning in those days. I removed my shirt and glistened with sweat. Several times I called on her to help, to hold something or grab a tool, but more often than not I could have completed the task without her. I would ensure that whatever I asked for her to help with, it meant standing or kneeling very close to me. More than once I would reposition her with my hands, initially on her shoulders, but as I got bolder, on her hips, letting my strong hands linger longer than was required. I was getting off on it. Once, as she was positioning a picture she wanted hung on the wall, she slipped off the step stool and I grabbed her to prevent her fall, getting a little more tit and thigh than was required. She ran a hand over my well muscled arms and made some comment about how strong I must be to have caught her as she fell. Another time, she held the top of a faucet set as I worked under the kitchen sink. The back of my head was nestled in her mound and she actually moved forward, pushing her muff into the back of my head. Even through her clothes and my hair I could feel the warmth. She was aroused and her box was flushed with blood. Now I was really getting off on it, trying to decide whether I should go for the close that first day, or leave her wanting more. We all know the answer to that question' hell,I was 18 and horny and she wanted to fuck. We broke for lunch, and I couldn't imagine what else she needed me to fix. She sat next to me at a little window seat and asked me questions about school, sports and dating. She fiddled with her hair and opened and closed her thighs. She tapped her feet. When she got up to get something, I moved just a little bit closer to her side, so that when she returned, she would either have to be touching my thigh with hers or sit somewhere else---and there wasn't anywhere else to sit. I complemented her on the wonderful lunch. Sitting down, her white shorts were stretch across her crease, clearly defining her feminine treasures and revealing the smallest hint of a wet spot. She was beginning to perspire. She excused herself to go to the bathroom, returning and jamming her sturdy little thigh right up against me. She had unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse and removed her bra; as I turned to look, her hard nipples were clearly visible. She placed a hand on my thigh and turned toward me, smiling, as if she was about say something profound and I leaned in the short distance and kissed her, full on the mouth, warm, wet and carefully probing. Her hand came up behind my head and she returned the kiss, moaning softly, probing my mouth with her anxious tongue. Without any preliminaries, she moved her warm little hand up under my shorts and just grabbed my cock, her eyes opening wide as she discovered how long,fat and hard I was. I ran my hand up under her shorts to discover an almost completely shaved pussy and no panties. I pushed the table back with my foot, unbuttoned the shorts and jerked them over her full rear end, pulled them down her legs and depositing them on the floor. I slipped the palm of my hand under her ass and began to massage her nub with my thumb. She stopped moving the hand on my cock, simply holding it softly. I unbuttoned the blouse with my other hand, softly lifted and massaged her massive tits and continuing my oral assault on her mouth. She came within seconds. Francine would become my first tit fuck a few days later; her tits were specifically designed to have a stiff dick thrust between them. I completely removed her blouse. She bent down and yanked my shorts to my feet and I kicked them off. We were both naked. I looked her in the eye, stood in front of her as she sat by the window with my feet slightly apart and slowly jerked my prick, just inches from her face. Without the slightest hesitation, and sitting at the perfect height to do so, she took my cock in her mouth and performed an absolutely astounding and totally satisfying blow job. It was soft wet and warm, making me cum quickly. She swallowing every drop. I knelt down to kiss her, and she got even more turned on---evidently hubby didn't kiss after she sucked him off. I turned her around on the bench seat so that she was looking out the window; went back to my knees and tongued her tight little ass hole. She was not expecting the anal exploration. She whimpered and started moving her ass back against my tongue. I played with her quim. I stood up, judged that this pussy was ready, a bit looser than Nan's, but dripping with secretions. I just drove the whole eight inches up her fuckhole. I placed one hand on her hips and the other on her shoulder. I diddled her dirty hole with finger and thumb, ultimately fucking her tight little sphincter right up to the knuckle. I grabbed her pony tail and pulled her head back and kissed her, hard and wet with lots of tongue. And then I just grabbed those fine young breeder hips and rode her. Thanks to Nan, I had damned good control and had just cum. I rode her hard, fucked her deep, alternately teasing her clit with my cock. She came. I wasn't even close. She came again and I started slapping her full ass, griping her hips and drilling that horny married women so hard that the bench seat started banging against the wall. Now she seemed to be in one long continuous orgasm so I increased my pace and with a howl, dumped a sweet load into that underused, and tighter than I expected, thirty-something year old cunt. I pulled out, knelt back down for one more oral assault on her dirty hole and softly finger fucked her dripping snatch. In preparation for the future, and having clearly discovered how anally sensitive she was, I stood up and rubbed the still firm, but quickly deflating, head of my cock over and around her anal opening. Not being able to achieve penetration at that point, I inserted two, then three fingers up her butt and began to wonder if she might have been going the fruit and veggie route while hubby was away, because her ass opened easily and she never flinched or showed a sign of discomfort as I stretched her anal ring. I leaned over to hoarsely whisper in her ear. "You have a beautiful rump, a truly delectable backside. I really loved eating your ass, did you enjoy it?" She nodded. "I want your ass next. I want to fuck your beautiful ass. Your bottom was made for cock. Can you take me back there when I'm hard? Are you enough of a woman to take it up the butt? Do you want me to fuck your ass with my young cock? It might hurt a little, but I'll be gentle and I'll get you ready. You've had something else in there haven't you? You've been experimenting, getting your behind ready so a man can have it, haven't you?" She nodded shyly. I fucked her ass with three fingers and reached around to massage her love button with the other and she had another small series of orgasms. "I love to watch you cum. You're so beautiful and sexy when you cum. When I fuck your ass it's going to be from in front. I want to be able to kiss you, watch while you play with your pussy as I take your dirty hole for the first time. . I want you to be able to watch my cock stretch your anal ring and plunge into your hot little butt. I want to watch your face as you feel me shoot my load deep in your bowels." She was definitely ready to give up her ass. I was not, needed a little bit of recovery time, but at that age it wouldn't take long. I suggested that a shower would be nice, and she nodded enthusiastically. As with Nan, the shower was very erotic. We washed each other from head to toe. She lovingly washed my ass, stuck a soapy finger in my shitter and worked it around. She went down on her knees and tongued my ass hole. I bent her over and returned the favor. I was hard in no time, and considered taking her ass right there in the shower, just bending her over and ramming my boner up her poop chute. We got out of the shower and moved to the bedroom, still dripping wet. I propped her full, milky white ass up with a couple of pillows and started teasing her cunt lips with the head of my cock. I placed the head of my dick at her tight little anal opening, rubbing it around and teasing her crinkle. To my surprise, her rear opened just a little, but more than enough to start my anal journey. Nan had encouraged me to make the first penetration quickly, and then hold off until the woman could accommodate the fullness of having her rectum invaded. "You've never taken a man in the ass, have you?" I asked. She shook her head. "I like the way it feels, back there, and I have, ah, put things in there." She said, almost embarrassed. "Have you done it this way before?" I laughingly informed her that anal sex was a common form of teenage pregnancy prevention and that I had first inserted my little hard on in a little girl's butt some time ago. Since then, I had taken several girls anally, including a couple on a regular basis. I think she had figured out that I had been drilling Nan's ass, but we never talked about it. "I'm going to put my cock in your ass now, Francine. You anal ring seems to be well opened up from your previous, ah, insertions, but the fullness can be uncomfortable, the first time. I'll go slowly, and you tell me when to feed more of my cock up your delicious little ass." I instructed her. Whatever she'd been putting in there, and I later discovered it was cucumbers, she didn't take long to accommodate my now, rock hard eight plus inches. I started a slow, relaxed ass fuck. I knew I could last as long as she needed me to, but also knew that if I lasted too long in her cherry ass, it would become uncomfortable for her. Without prompting, she began to diddle her muff with her fingers and softly raise her ass to meet my thrusts. "Oh my God, I'm so full! I can't believe how good that feels, I thought it would hurt more. You can go faster, if you want, please go faster!" She pleaded. "Francine, I won't cum until you do, and I can fuck your fantastic rear as long as you want me to, but since this is the first time, I don't want to hurt you." I gently explained. My statement turned her on even more. "I've always dreamed of being taken this way, taken hard, having my ass, ah, raped. Will you rape my poor little virgin ass, really do me, do me hard and fast?" She asked. What the hell, I thought, she might regret this in the morning, but who was I to argue with the little lady? I held her legs up, firmly grabbing her muscular thighs and, as requested, just started to drill her butt. She came quickly, but I sensed there was another one in there, so I continued to abuse her tender little rectum, finally releasing a load into her bowels as she came the second time. The feeling of my hot come splashing inside her tight anal hole extended her orgasm. I let my softening cock plop out of her now gaping hole and gently cleaned and nurtured her engorged anal opening with my mouth. Francine must have assumed that reciprocation was expected. She lapped her butt juice and my cum off my now deflated cock, taking all of it in her mouth and sucking it appreciatively. Since Francine was no where near as experienced or as nasty as Nan had been, I always assumed that our sexual adventures would not become as kinky. In the weeks and months that followed, I was to be proven wrong. It was as if there were so many things she wanted to try before her husband got home, so she could use her new found skills to keep him happy. She had bought a book on, 'pleasing your man' and wanted to try every suggestion. She loved to be pissed on, and after once kneeling down to take the piss I had reserved for her tits into her mouth, developed a real liking for drinking my piss. I never developed the taste for it, myself. I fucked those massive tits often; she would bend her head down and take my load into her mouth. One time, I even took her ass in the backseat of her car at a local make-out spot, another fantasy of hers. She'd always wanted to be fucked in the back seat of a car at, 'lover lane'. One afternoon we went down to the barn, naked, and she wanted me to tie her to a post, and then lightly whip her ass with an old riding crop. It got pretty intense as she told me to keep working her ass with the crop, and she ended up getting off from the whipping. She loved to fuck outside and taught me the erotic pleasures of mutual masturbation. I've never really been into giving or receiving real pain, but Francine seemed to get off on receiving it, along with more humiliation than might have been considered normal. She definitely had a rape fantasy. One time she called and asked if dad could drop me off and she would bring me home. I got to the house, the door was unlocked; I went in. I found her, feigning sleep, naked on top of the covers in her bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed and she, 'startled', rolling over on her back and pulling the covers up under her chin. "What do you want?" She asked, with, 'fear' on her face. "What are you doing in my bedroom? You shouldn't be here. Are you here to rape me?" Whatever, it sounded like fun. "That's exactly what I'm here for. First, I'm going to fuck your mouth; I didn't say let you blow me, I said fuck your mouth, and I doubt that you will enjoy it, but I don't really give a fuck. Then your nasty, sloppy cunt and finally---your tight little ass." I was stripping as fast as I could. "Get on the floor." I commanded. "You best keep your teeth out of the face fucking you're about to receive, or I'll skip your twat and dry fuck your ass until you scream. Now open your mouth, I'm going to fuck you all the way to the root, fuck your throat. Take this cock, bitch." And in it went, as promised, all the way to my pubic bone. She had obviously been practicing with the cucumbers again. That was my first face fuck. I grabbed her head firmly and fucked her mouth with brute force. It was erotic, and I came fast as she gasped and gurgled and gagged. Cum blew out her nose. "Lick my dirty ass, cunt." I ordered. She moved her head under me and proceeded to lap and tongue my ass hole. "Not bad, you little slut. You're a regular little shit eater, aren't you?" I crudely asked. "Please." She implored. "I really have to go to the bathroom." I jerked her up by the arm and pushed her toward the bathroom. "Your not going to stay while I go, are you?" She whined. "Shut up and pee, bitch." I said in my most threatening tone. As she started to tinkle, I held my cock inches from her mouth and let go a long amber stream. "Drink it, cunt, you know you want to drink it Do it or you'll be sorry!" With mock revulsion she took most of the stream in her mouth, hardly spilling a drop. Before we left the bathroom, I filled the conveniently displayed enema bag with hot soapy water, roughly bent her over on the floor and shoved the nozzle up her ass, draining every bit I thought she could handle into her rectum. I made her hold it as long as she could, threatening her with all sorts of nasty stuff if she let it go before I gave her permission. After I cleaned her up, I squirted half a tube of KY into her rear end in preparation for the next phase. I hauled her back to the bedroom and tied her spread eagle in the middle of the bed, then spanked that quivering fanny with one of her husband's belts a couple of times. I'm ashamed to admit that I was starting to get off on this crap. Not a lot of preliminaries followed. I roughly spread her anal ring with my fingers as she, 'begged' me not to rape her, 'virgin' bung hole. "From what I hear, your nothing but a little anal fuck slut, and there's not a virgin hole anywhere in your body. Don't lie to me, you've been fucked in the ass, haven't you? Lot's of times, in fact you're really a little anal whore, who knows exactly how to make a man's cock feel good when it's buried up your stink hole." I spanked her milky white cheeks, harder than I ever had before, as she began to whimper and nod, silently admitting her past anal exploits. "Yes, I'm an anal slut, but only for my husband, never a stranger." She cried. "Well, that's about to change right now." And with that, I began to seriously plunder her tight little brown hole. I fucked her ass hard and deep. She protested, but I was pretty sure it was all part of the act. I pulled her hair hard and reached under her to pinch her tits until she cried out. Having cum once, she was in for a long, and quite probably, less than comfortable butt reaming. I didn't give a shit if she came, but I did, and after dumping a load deep in her ass, I shoved my dick in her mouth and told her to clean it. After she slurped my shitty cock, I untied her from the bed, knowing I would need a half and hour or so before I could complete the trifecta. What to do with her? We went down to the barn. Usually when we got it on in the barn we used some old blankets, this time I had a better idea that might more fully play into her fantasy. I piled two small bales of hay together, then put two more bales on either side, grabbed some rope, put her face down on the top bale, then tied her hands and feet to poles to the side and tie down rings in the floor, spreading her legs as far as I thought she could take. With no blanket, the hay had to be causing her some discomfort. She was almost exactly in the position a jockey would take, riding a thoroughbred to the finish line. Her pussy was at the perfect height for me to take it from behind, standing up. I grabbed the riding crop and smacked her harder than I had in the past, raising an angry welt across her buttocks. I took the other end of the crop and forced it into her cunt, fucking her cunt with the handle. There was no need for a gag; we were miles from the closest neighbor, plus I was afraid of actually hurting her---after all, this was all a game---her game. Nan Made Him a Man at 18 Ch. 02 "I'm going to go in the house and get something to eat and take a little nap. I'll be back when I'm ready to fuck one of your holes again. Don't scream, it would be a complete waste of breath; no one will ever hear you." I told her in a menacing voice. "Your not just going to leave me here, like this, tied up with my pussy and ass displayed, are you?" She lamented. "What if someone should come by?" "I doubt that that's going to happen, but if one of my friends stops by I'll let him jam your cum filled ass hole while I take your nasty little snatch. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I growled. Actually, as I went up to the house I thought to leave the barn door open so I could hear and see her in case she somehow decided that the game had crossed her limits. I wasn't hungry, and didn't need a nap, but I did need to get hard again to complete the show. There were some dishes in the sink; I washed them and put them away. I mopped the floor, vacuumed the carpet cleaned the bathroom, made the bed and dusted the furniture All this took less than an hour, at which time I sauntered back down to the barn. "You ass was pretty tight, bitch. You want it there again, or in the cunt? I'm almost done with you." I said. "My ass is so sore, please not there again, I can't take it. My mouth is so tired from you fucking it. If you have to, you can have my pussy; defile my poor little body completely." I was tiring of the game. I moved up behind her, slapped her full butt cheeks a couple of times for good measure and just rammed it home. Again, I had cum twice and knew I could last for hours. I wanted to, 'give her her money's worth'. I fucked her with all my young strength as hard as I could. I whispered nasty shit in her ear, slapped her ass, pinched her tits and banged her like she'd never been banged before. I knew she would be sore and didn't care if she came; she did, several times. As I sensed her soft little pussy was getting numb and losing its lubrication, I came inside her. I quickly untied her, turned her over, lifted her up and carried her back to the house, gently kissing her mouth as we walked. "What was the title of that chapter?" I inquired, alluding to her, 'Please Your Man' book. "Not in the book." She replied with a grin. "That was my own invention. I've always had a rape fantasy, always wanted my husband to act it out with me, but never had the nerve to suggest it. You got pretty inventive; what was that shit about tying me up in the barn and leaving me? That was a tad scary, I could imagine the church ladies stopping by and seeing my ass in clear view through the barn door. The hay itched and poked, but not knowing when you would get back to fuck my pussy was kind of erotic---oh my God, you cleaned the house! A domestic rapist, now that's really kinky!" And we both laughed. "Did you enjoy it?" She asked me. "More than I wanted to admit, I guess it brought out my dark side." I quietly answered. "I was afraid I might really hurt you and I'm sure your butt and pussy are sore. I love our time together, Francine, but would you be insulted if I suggested that we forgo that kind of stuff in the future?" "It's a deal." She responded. "But I'm not quite as sore as I let on. And I bet after lunch and a little nap, we'd both be ready for a nice, slow gentle, loving fuck. What do you think?" She coyly inquired, softly stroking my cock. She was right. As with Nan, it ended when her husband came home. But as you might have expected, she and Nan were not the only sex starved married women with husbands overseas. Up to the day I left that area for college, never to return, I was the favored yard maintenance guy and handyman in the area. I'm pretty sure that I was the only one providing so much extra service.