12 comments/ 49726 views/ 3 favorites Afternoon Delights By: mikoli5763 I hadn't planned on becoming one of those men who picked up horny housewives or other equally horny women afternoons at the grocery stores around the town I lived in but a chance encounter with a younger woman from my past changed all of that. I had been happily married and totally faithful for twenty six years until my precious wife Brittany was taken from me by an auto accident. It was two weeks short of a year since her death and the same amount of time since I'd had sex short of the masturbation that I'd only been able to begin three months before the meeting that would change my life. I first met Constance Smith when she was sixteen years old and Britt and I rented a house from her parents. I was twenty eight, Britt was twenty seven, and we had been married for six years at the time. We were still very much in love so I only looked at Connie as the daughter of our landlords and not as a sexual being. Britt and I had to start over after the company I had been working for closed its doors without notice putting me and 500 other poor souls on the unemployment roll. I had gotten a job as an electrician's helper at half what I had been making two months after the bank foreclosed on our house. I began the company's apprenticeship program and learned that maintenance men made better money, worked indoors most of the time, and didn't have to travel tens or hundreds of miles to work like construction electricians did; so I transferred into the company's maintenance apprenticeship program. Britt had dropped out of nursing school after being diagnosed with a chronic illness that had no cure and had ruined her one year of school due to the numerous absences caused by her illness. She worked part time in a fast food restaurant owned by her cousin who knew of her illness and understood when she had to miss work when she was too sick to go in. Fast forward twenty four years into the present. I was working from twelve midnight to twelve noon Friday, Saturday, and Sunday at the factory where I was a maintenance man. Me and my helper did preventive maintenance on the equipment, moved machines around and had them back running before Monday morning, or installed new equipment when it came in. I had given management the proposal for such a program after Britt's death and showed them the money they'd save if they implemented the program. I naturally volunteered for the position when it was put into practice a couple of months later. That left me more days to hunt or fish to fill the empty place in my life from Britt's death. I had also begun working out at a gym to lose the small paunch I had developed over the years. I was fifty two years old and in the best physical shape since my high school years when I played whatever sport was in season. I was not a stud athlete but was good enough to letter in baseball, football, and track my junior and senior years. I got no athletic scholarship offers and went to work in the factory that would eventually close eight years later straight out of high school. I saw Connie walking down the aisle in front of the meat department of the grocery store I was in that fateful weekday afternoon. I was looking at the fresh fish selection in the case beside the meats when I saw her. She had gained a little weight since the last time I had saw her, but was still a very beautiful young (to me) woman at forty. Her brown hair was feather cut to frame her gorgeous face that was a little rounder than it had been at sixteen. Her breasts were standing out proud in the sleeveless tight blouse she had on and the jeans she had on looked like they had been sprayed on, they were so tight. I began to get hard just looking at her. I got behind the shopping cart I had hoping to hide my erection when she walked over to me. "Hi, Hunter. I've not seen you in a while. I'm so sorry for not coming to the funeral home for Brittany's wake. Will Jr. had a football game that night and Will and I had to go see him play." "That's okay, Connie. Your mom and dad came and we had a good cry together. I knew having it on a Friday night wasn't going to be a good night, but I didn't want to delay the funeral any longer than I had to. I was hurting so bad and wanted it to be over. The funeral didn't stop the hurting, but at least I was able to be alone after it to deal with her passing in my own way. Speaking of Will, is everything okay between you two? I only ask because I noticed you don't have on your wedding rings." I thought my question was innocent and didn't expect the reaction that it brought. Connie started crying big heart wrenching sobs and I thought she was going to collapse; so I rushed to her and wrapped her up in my arms. I held her as she cried herself out against my shoulder. She gave me a wan smile when she was done. "I'm sorry, Connie. I didn't mean to upset you. Can I buy you a cup of coffee or something to make up for it?" "How about you buy me a drink in the bar across the street and we'll talk." We both left our carts where they sat and exited the store. I watched as Connie walked to a Ford Expedition, the largest SUV Ford made. After she had pulled out of her parking space, I walked to my only extravagant expense made with the settlement money from Britt's accident, a fully restored red 1978 280 Z from Nissan. I only drove it on days when the chance of rain was so slim as to be nearly a guarantee not to rain. I drove to the bar and parked beside Connie's SUV. Connie was already seated at a back booth in the darkest corner of the bar. I walked over to the booth and sat down across from her. "Hunter, you need to promise me that what I'm about to tell you never gets repeated to anyone! Can you do that for me?" "Yeah Connie, I can. Your parents were good to me and Britt at a time when we needed some help and anything I can do for you to repay that kindness, I'll do." The waitress came over and took our drink orders which were a white wine for Connie and a beer for me. "Will has cheated on me since early on in our marriage. I still love him and he's a good father and provider for my family so I have ignored it all these years. He stopped paying attention to me in the bedroom almost six months ago so I've been getting my needs met by young guys I pick up in the grocery stores. I wasn't shopping for groceries; I was trolling for a stud today. That was the second store I'd been in today and I was about to leave when I saw you and wanted to apologize for not coming to Brittany's wake. Please Hunter, nobody can know about this. It would kill mom and dad to know their daughter is a slut for other men and Will would probably divorce me if he found out." To say I was shocked by her confession would be an understatement. Never in my wildest dream would I have thought Connie was able to do what she had told me she was doing. It took me a moment to get my head back to the present after hearing her story. "My gosh Connie, I don't know what to say! Of course your secret's safe with me. No one has to know we saw each other today. What made you decide to tell me anyway?" "I've wanted to tell somebody for so long now. I feel guilty every time I do this, but I get so frustrated when Will ignores my needs that I have to do something. Dildos and masturbation are cheap substitutes to the real thing. I thought you'd keep my secret like you kept the one from when we lived beside each other." I had kept the secret of her sneaking out of her house to have sex with her then boyfriend in her dad's huge combination garage and work shop. At the time I had caught them together when I came home four hours later than normal after having to work overtime at the factory I was working in. I had gone to investigate when I heard strange sounds coming from the garage. Connie and her boyfriend were fucking each other with all they had and that was the moment I stopped seeing a teenage girl but a very beautiful sexy woman. I never told anyone what I'd seen, not even Britt, but Connie had been in my fantasies for years after that night. "Connie, I don't know what type of man you're looking for, but you've been in my fantasies since that night I caught you fucking your boyfriend. Maybe we could make those fantasies come true sometime. I'm not a young stud, but I know how to please a woman if Britt was telling me the truth all those years. What do you say?" "I say: Why wait? I've had fantasies about you for almost as long as you've had of me. I heard Britt's screams of pleasure on those late nights when the two of you would fuck with the windows open and I couldn't sleep. I would always dream that I had been the one you were making scream like that after you all were done. I can assure you she wasn't faking those then. Let's go get a motel and fuck like rabbits the rest of the afternoon. The boys won't be home from basketball practice until late and it's hard telling when Will will get home tonight." "We don't have to waste money on a motel. My house is isolated out in the county and not that far from here. I'll give you the remote for the garage door opener and you can drive right in and no one will know you're there. You can open the other side for me once you get in the garage. Does that work for you?" "Yeah Hunter, that works perfectly for me!" Connie left the booth and went to the ladies' room. I waited a couple of minutes, left cash for our drinks and a tip for the waitress on the table, and walked out to my ride. I laid the garage door opener on the left front tire of Connie's SUV and pulled out of the bar's parking lot to wait on Connie to follow me home. We were at my house in ten minutes and in each other's arms seconds after entering the main part of my house. Connie was the aggressor that first time we got together; kissing me hard on the lips while working feverishly to get my clothes off. She dropped to the floor on her knees when she pulled my pants and briefs down and had my fully erect 7" cock in her mouth without any prompting from me. I was close to cumming in only a couple of minutes due to the fact I hadn't been with a woman for almost a year and I told her so. She began sucking on me harder and swallowed my ejaculate with a gleam in her eyes as she looked up at me. "Hopefully you'll last longer the next time your cock gets hard now that the first one's out of the way. Take me to your bed and show me how well you can eat my pussy. I hope you're better than Will is. He hardly ever made me come that way and stopped trying years ago." I picked Connie up and carried her to my bedroom. She couldn't know that I enjoyed eating pussy and had always given Britt orgasms just from licking and sucking her pussy and clit, but was about to find out first hand how good I was. I stood Connie up beside my bed and kissed and caressed her while removing the rest of her clothes. I bent down to capture one of her gorgeous 34C-cupped breasts with my mouth while I massaged the other with my right hand. I had both her nipples hard as pebbles in short order before kneeling down in front of her and sticking my face into the valley between her legs. I was kissing, licking, or sucking on as much of her upper thighs and mound that the position we were in would allow. When I heard her moan in frustration, I stood and motioned for her to lie down in the middle of my bed. After she was prone with her legs spread invitingly, I lay down with my face at her crotch and began licking and sucking on her labia. I stuck my tongue into her slick, wet hole and began tonguing her as deeply as I could. When she began to squirm and moan even louder, I wrapped my arms around her legs to hold her in place and attacked her clit with my lips and tongue. I alternated between sucking on it and lashing it from side to side with my tongue. Connie screamed out her orgasm ten minutes after I began eating her out on the bed. I was fully erect again and crawled up her body when her orgasm had begun to wane. I shoved my hardened cock into her hot pink center with one stroke and no resistance. I began a slow gentle fucking into her body as I kissed her mouth with as much passion as I could muster. She was kissing me as passionately and shoving her pelvis up to meet my strokes into her. We kissed and drove our groins together for a good five minutes before she urged me up off her upper body. "Fuck me hard and fast! I need it hard and fast! Please make me come with that wonderful cock of yours!" I began pounding her pussy after she said that to me. She had another huge orgasm after only five minutes at that pace. When she had relaxed from her latest cum, I went back to stroking into her with long easy strokes. "I can't get it up three or four times in one afternoon like those twenty something studs you've probably been with in the past, but I last a long time the second time I get hard in one fuck session. I think you'll be well pleased when we're done!" I fucked Connie for the next half hour in multiple positions before my second orgasm of the day occurred while she was riding me cowgirl with me sucking on her tits as they hung in front of my face. I lost count of the number of orgasms she had during the time we were enjoying each other's bodies. We lay cuddled up in each other's arms after we were spent. "My God Hunter, those younger guys I've been picking up have nothing on you as a lover! You acted like you enjoyed eating my pussy instead of doing it because you felt you needed to to get me to give you what you wanted! You lasted so long that second time, too! I don't know about you, but I'd like to do this again!" "I'd like to do it again, also! Will's an idiot for cheating on you with other women! If you were my wife, I'd never need another woman! You're ever bit as good as Britt was as a lover and that's saying something! The sex with her was better only because we loved each other so much! I'm worried we'll become emotionally attached to each other if we keep doing this!" "Would that be a bad thing, Hunter? Will and I have drifted so far apart, I wonder sometimes if he still loves me anymore! I love him, but I need someone to care about me and my needs! Can't you be that person for me? I promise I won't be too needy and I won't interfere in your personal life! Please Hunter, I'm tired of picking up strange guys for sex! You're an excellent lover and we could help each other relieve our sexual frustrations without anybody getting hurt! I won't fall in love with you and will never leave Will!" "I think we both need to think about our situation a little bit before we decide on starting a full blown affair between the two of us. If you get caught cheating, look at all the people who will get hurt by it. Your sons, your parents, and maybe Will, all will be hurt if you're caught. I'm not as close to your parents as I once was, but I still consider them in my group of friends. That would disappear if we get caught. I'm single so, except for Will physically attacking me, I won't get hurt by any affair we might and I emphasize MIGHT have! I enjoyed this afternoon, don't get me wrong, but making this a regular thing could very easily blow up in our faces!" "Okay Hunter, I'll make a deal with you! We'll think about it for the next two weeks, that's the normal length of time between my other sexual encounters with strange men, and if we both decide to continue seeing each other; we'll meet in that same grocery store near the meat department and take it from there! As a little added incentive for you to be there if you do this for me, I'll tell you how you can have all the sex you can handle the next time we're together. Do we have a deal?" "It's against my better judgment, but yes Connie we have a deal. We'll meet in two weeks if I decide to get involved with you the way you want. If I'm not there then the answer is no and you're on your own again for your sexual needs. You can use my shower if you want; it's through that door right there. Clean washcloths and towels are in the cabinet to the right of the door. I'll be waiting on you in the living room when you're done." "Don't you want to take a shower with me, Hunter?" "It's late in the afternoon and you need to be going. If we do this again, we can shower together then, okay?" "Yeah, you're right. I do need to be going. I'll only be a few minutes in the shower; could you have something cold for me to drink ready when I'm done?" "Sure thing, Connie. I'm sorry I didn't think of that myself. I don't have many visitors out here since Britt died." I pulled on a pair of gym shorts and went into the kitchen to get Connie's cold drink ready. I crushed some ice into a Dixie cup, got a Pepsi out of the refrigerator, and poured most of it into the cup after opening it. I drank the rest down before retiring to my recliner in the living room to wait on Connie. She flounced into the living room still naked with her clothes in her arms. "You sure you can't go again today, Hunter? I'm sure I'll be going home to an empty house and can stay at least another hour before I need to get home!" "I know my body pretty well, Connie, and even though you look great standing there like that; I'd only be able to pleasure you with my mouth and fingers if we go again. I know you'd enjoy that, but again it's a cheap substitute to a good hard dick. I'm almost sure we'll be doing this again in a couple of weeks, so why don't we wait until then!" I saw first shock, followed by surprise, and then joy flash across Connie's face and eyes when she finally realized what I'd said. She dropped her clothes and ran to me almost jumping into my lap with glee when she got to me. She began planting kisses all over my face while rubbing her tits against my bare chest. My cock gave a half way effort to arise to the occasion, but deflated fairly quickly, confirming what I already knew from experience. It had been a decade since I'd been able to get more than two erections in one day and it didn't happen that day either despite how much I wanted it to happen. Connie finally stopped kissing me and rubbing her body against mine when she realized it wasn't having the desired effect. She was still smiling though as she dressed and began to leave my house. "I'll see you at the store in two weeks, Hunter, and think you for a wonderful afternoon! You won't be disappointed if we begin seeing each other on a regular basis, I promise! Bye!" I watched as she backed out of the garage and drove toward town. I already knew I'd be in the store waiting for her in two weeks that day. That was the beginning of my four year affair with Connie. We were very careful and never got caught. We didn't phone each other, send each other e-mails, or have any other interactions with each other outside of my home. The only change was from every two weeks to once a week. We did have an emotional relationship as well as the physical one we shared, but never fell in love with each other like we had with our respective spouses. Our affair ended when Will took another, better job in another state nine hundred miles from our hometown. I saw Connie only twice in the next ten years at her parents' funerals. Will had changed his ways and became the loving husband that Connie always wanted after the move so she hadn't resumed her trolling for strange men in their new locale. I was happy for her and we remained good friends even though we never communicated with each other. We each knew we would be there for each other if we ever needed that. Oh yeah, I almost forgot that little incentive Connie had for me if we continued our affair. She told me in great detail what to look for if I wanted to have sex with the surprising number of horny housewives and divorcees that were out there for the taking on any normal week day afternoon. The tight outfits like Connie had on the first day we got together was the easiest to spot, but there were other less obvious signs as well. A woman dressed to the nines who made numerous passes through the store with only a few items in her cart was another easy tell. The woman in the produce section who would handle the various fruits and vegetables that resembled a man's cock in even the vaguest of ways was another. After identifying them, the pickup was almost always ridiculously easy. Any vague innuendo to sex was usually all it took. I would pick up a different woman every week for the next four years while my affair with Connie continued. She knew about it and even encouraged me to do it the first time I mentioned it to her after she had explained what to look for when I voiced some hesitation about doing it. She truly cared about me and wanted me to be happy. After Connie moved away, I began picking up women at the grocery store a couple of times a week for some afternoon delight. Afternoon Delights I know most of you married guys are mad as hell that I picked up married women for sex, but if it hadn't been me, it would have been someone else. Those women were actively looking for a sex partner outside their marriages and a woman looking to have sex will always find a willing partner, guaranteed. I never felt guilty about what I was doing and did everything in my power to make the sex as enjoyable as possible for the women I picked up. I continued picking up women for the next couple of years until I met Jan. She was a very beautiful fifty four year old widow that I began seeing in the store almost every time I was there. She didn't show any of the signs that she was looking for casual sex so I never approached her. She finally approached me three months after I had first seen her in the store. "Hello Hunter, I know you don't know me, but I'm Jan Weatherman. I asked one of the ladies I've seen you talking to over the last few months what your name was is how I know your name. I was wondering why you've never tried to talk to me. Don't you find me attractive?" "Yes Jan, you're a very attractive woman. I didn't think you would be interested in me is why I've never talked to you." "Why didn't you think I'd be interested in you? You're a very handsome man and I can tell you keep yourself in good shape. Did you think I was too old for you?" "No, I didn't think that. I'm probably older than you think I am. You probably thought I'm late forties, early fifties; didn't you? Most people do." "Yes, I did. How old are you anyway?" "I'm fifty eight years old, but have always looked younger than my actual age. Jan, I want to be honest with you. I talk to women in the grocery store who show signs they are looking for some casual sex that day. You've never shown any of those signs so I haven't tried to talk to you." "Oh wow! I didn't have a clue that was what you were doing. You're right about one thing; I'm not looking for casual sex. I think love and sex go together and can't have one without the other. Why do you do that and how does your wife feel about it?" "I can do it because I love sex and don't have to be in love with the person to enjoy sex. I'm a widower so I would think my wife's happy in heaven that I'm enjoying my life without her. It was almost a year after her death before I started having sex again and it started out as a casual thing, but developed into a long term affair. She moved away so I'm back to casual sex a couple of times a week with different women." "Well Hunter, I appreciate you being honest with me, but I'm not looking for that kind of relationship. I guess I'll be seeing you and I won't bother you again." Something about Jan was making me want to get to know her better so I did something I normally didn't do. "Wait Jan, I'd like to get to know you as a person so will you have dinner with me Thursday night? I work every weekend night and weeknights are the only time I'm free. I'll pick you up at your place or meet you somewhere if you'd rather do it that way." "I'd like to get to know you better, too, so yes I'll have dinner with you Thursday night. I live at XXX Morningside Drive, do you know where that is?" "Yes, I know where that is. Is six o'clock too early for you?" "No, six o'clock would be fine. See you Thursday." After talking with Jan, I was able to pick up a beautiful fortyish woman in the produce aisle who kept fondling the same cucumber for that afternoon's sex session. She was very reserved when we first started making out in my living room but was an insatiable tigress after her first orgasm. It was after dark when she finally left my house leaving me physically drained in the middle of my bed. Good thing it was only Tuesday and I had two days to recover before my date with Jan. I seriously doubted anything would happen with Jan on Thursday, but I could always hope. Jan and I really hit it off on that very first date. She was easy to talk to, had the same quirky sense of humor that Britt had when she was alive, and was very beautiful and sexy for a woman her age. She also was in good physical shape like me, enjoyed many of the same things I did, and seemed to genuinely like me. She allowed me to kiss her more than the usual first date kiss and I could clearly see the signs of her arousal from our kissing. She did stop me when I tried to take it farther than just kissing though. She agreed to another date on Monday night of the upcoming week when I asked her at her door before getting another tongue wrestling kiss from her. She pushed me away when I tried to follow her into her house and told me not to ruin a perfect evening by expecting too much on a first date. I was both disappointed and happy at the same time as I drove toward home. Jan and I dated for the next month going farther and farther in our petting sessions with each date. I knew I would be getting laid the night she let me expose her gorgeous 36-D breasts and didn't stop me from licking and sucking on her nipples. I'll never know or understand how she was able to resist my farther advances that night, but she did. I went home with the first set of blue balls I'd had in forty two years. I came close to stopping at the grocery store and trying my luck, but decided to go on home instead. My next date with Jan would begin the next chapter in my life. "Jan, I love you and I think you love me. Will you marry me?" "Hunter, I love you too and would love to marry you, but I'm afraid you'll be disappointed with me when it comes to sex. My late husband was a wham, bam, thank you ma'am kind of lover. I don't have any experience when it comes to pleasing a man, have only had self-induced orgasms over the years, and I'm afraid I'm too old to learn how to enjoy sex. You don't need a woman like me when you can be with a woman who already enjoys sex and knows how to please her man." "Jan, I have enjoyed the casual sex that I've been indulging in for the last six years, but it has never been as good as it was with Brittany, my dead wife. When there is love combined with the sex it is so much better than casual sex. I'm sure you can learn to enjoy sex and I do get pleasure when my partner enjoys the sex as much and sometimes more than I do. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I promise to be faithful to you if you marry me like I was to Brittany. Please don't say no! We can make it work if we truly love each other which I personally think we do!" "Yes Hunter, I'll marry you! Can we go back to your house and I promise I won't stop you when you try to fuck me this time!" "I won't be trying to fuck you, baby, I'll be making love to you and I promise you'll not regret it." I took Jan home with me and made love to her twice that night. She tried to stop me when I went down on her, but quit trying to fight it and gave into the first orgasm she ever had by someone other than herself. She didn't cum the first time we fucked because true to form I was quick in cumming myself. I continued to kiss and caress her for the next thirty minutes until my second erection was ready for action and then gave her multiple orgasms during the thirty minute fuck session we enjoyed together. I had to literally manhandle her into different positions but once we got started again she really got into it. I tried to get her to finish in cowgirl but she really didn't know what to do once she was in it. I tried to coach her through it but she couldn't get into it and began to cry. I pulled her down onto my chest and whispered to her that it was okay, we'd work on it together and we had all the time in the world for her to learn. We finished with me pounding her from behind in doggie and her having the biggest orgasm of the night seconds after my first spurt of hot seed into her depths. As we snuggled together, she kept telling me how much she had enjoyed the sex and it was the best sex she'd ever had with a man. Jan and I went to sleep in each other's arms for the first time that night at my house and the next day while she was at work; I moved all of her clothes to my house. Jan and I got married at the county courthouse two months later. We delayed our honeymoon until her house sold and used the money from the sale to go to Hawaii for two weeks. We spent one week each on Oahu and Maui and had the time of our lives. I introduced Jan to outdoor sex which turned her on immensely when we found a secluded meadow while exploring on Maui. Jan was hesitant about performing oral sex when we first got together, but with patience and encouragement from me, she became very good at it. I have felt that after her initial hesitancy that she actually enjoyed giving oral sex to me as much as I did giving it to her. Jan went from a sexually repressed woman to my personal slut in only a few short months. Anything I'd ever done with those numerous women I'd shared afternoon delights with for the past six years; Jan was not only ready to try but in most cases enjoyed almost as much as I did. We even did some things sexually that Britt would never even discuss with me during our marriage. I enjoyed my six years of casual sex before meeting Jan and have zero regrets from those years. The sex was good and sometimes great during those years, but just like with Britt, the sex with Jan was great all the time and so much better than the sex from my days as a single guy. Jan and I have been together going on six years now and are still enjoying great sex even though we've both slow down some. I have wondered to myself a number of times how one man could be so lucky to find three beautiful women to love him like I did with Britt, Connie, and Jan. Yes, Connie loved me in her own way just as I loved her. If that makes me a bad guy in some of you readers' minds, that's your problem. I never forced a woman to have sex with me and was single when I was picking up women for casual sex. They were looking for sex and I gave it to them. I was and have been totally faithful to both the women I married and will be faithful to Jan as long as we're together which I hope is still many years into the future. My afternoon delights were good while I was single, but my afternoon delights with Jan are better by a factor of ten now. My life has been good and I wouldn't change a thing about my present and past lives. The End Afternoon Delights Ran home straight after school as usual; it was Tuesday and again for some reason Kevin was at our house and as usual he was just leaving as I got home. He gave me a peck on the cheek and said, "Hi Abby, had a good day at school?" I placed my school bag down and said, "Yes it was great Kev." I had always called him Kev he was my dad's best friend, everyone called him Kev it just fell naturally. Mum was in the kitchen she had made me something to eat as a quick snack after school. I walked over to mum and gave her a kiss and said, "Hi Mum thanks." Mum, although not my real mum always treated me great, she spoilt me sometimes. I had been adopted when I was just one year old, and she treated me better than some of the other kids got treated by their real parents. I grabbed some milk from the fridge and sat at the table to eat. Kev shouted out from the door, he said, "By girls see you later." As I said, for some reason Kevin seemed to be there more often and I had worked out he was always there on a Tuesday. I asked mum, "What did Kev want?" Mum said, "He just came in to drop off some tools for your dad." I had my doubts, I should have asked to see them, but I didn't, I played along with her story. My mum was very pretty, she was fairly slim and had long red hair same as me. My name is Abby; I turned eighteen, three months ago. I loved going to the gym, I spent a lot of time there. I lost my virginity there to an instructor. Since then I've had another couple of lads who thought they were the best looking men on the planet. I can tell you they weren't, 'Little prick's,' not that they were, well, yes they were and also yes, they did have little pricks. Not to brag, but none of them could satisfy me. I would always come home afterwards and get myself off on my rabbit and I was always very wet when I had my orgasms. I had my suspicions that mum and Kev were up to no good. No good to anyone else that is, they were probably 'Doing,' each other; I'll leave it at that. Dad worked long hours and usually did not get home till late. I did hear them sometimes when they made love as you would call it. But very rarely, three possibly four times a month. I wanted to see for myself what sort of tool's Kev brought for my dad every Tuesday, I had a good idea and I needed to feed my curiosity. So the following Tuesday I made an excuse to leave an hour early from school. I had my own house key so could let myself in. I approached my house, and yes, Kev's truck was there. Okay, my breathing became heavy and my pulse raced instantly. My walk became slow and noiseless. I reached the front door and put the key in very slowly, I felt every pin in the lock as the key went in. I opened the door just enough for me to squeeze through and then closed it behind me, it took ages for me just to get in the front door. I looked around to make sure that no one was there; I slipped my shoes off and I walked very slowly towards the stairs. As I approached the stairs, I knew it, fuck I was right, I heard mum's voice. And it definitely sounded like she was being fucked. Her cries of, 'Ah, ah, ah,' were very clear and fairly loud. I never heard that from her when dad fucked her. I reached the top landing and my room was first, I went in and dropped my bag, coat and shoes off. I sneaked towards mum's room; her cries were more frequent and became louder. The door was fully open. I didn't think they expected any spectators. I crouched down low and could see the bed very clearly. And there they were, mum was on all fours being fucked from behind. She had piled up some pillows and leant on them. Kev had his hands on mums arse and banged away. They were both fully naked; Kev's clothes were neatly on a chair by the bed. So what they were doing right there obviously was not a spur of the moment thing. It was all planned and thought out. By the look of them and the very distinct smell in the room, they had already been there a while. Kev was a good looking man; he was much younger than my dad at thirty one. That meant he was fifteen years younger. He had short cropped blond hair and a trimmed beard, blue eyes, he did look fit. He slapped mum's arse every so often and I could clearly see mum's reddened arse. By the sound of her she loved it. I could not see his cock as he had his back to me and was at a slight angle, but I did notice that he withdrew a long way to plunge back into mum. Mum cried, "Fuck yes, that's it, I'm there, I'm there again." Kev kept fucking her and he seemed to plough in harder and with greater speed when mum said that. I could not believe Kev could make mum have an orgasm by fucking her. All the boys I had fucked never gave me an orgasm while they fucked me. They usually fingered and sucked me just to get me wet, and then they'd stick their cock in, waggle it in and out a few times, then blew their loads very quickly. I thought it must be an age thing; mum must be cumming quickly because she's old, she was forty four. Mum's hair was tied up in a ponytail; it swung from side to side as her head moved around. Kev banged away and slapped her again and said, "Come on bitch cum for me again." I had my hand down my knickers and played with my clit. The other thing was I loved to pull on my pussy lips, but I could not do that with my knickers on, so just played with my clit. When I used my rabbit I would stick it in on full vibration mode and pull my pussy lips out till I felt a slight pain which made it so fucking nice. Mum cried out, "Fuckin' hell Kev, pull back a bit you bastard." But it seemed like that drove him on as he rammed into mum harder, mum said, "Fuck you Kev," and she fell forwards off Kev's cock. I still could not see his cock; mum turned around and grabbed his cock and sucked him off. I heard her slobbering and sucky sounds as she took him out and back in. Mum looked like a real whore, a slut. Mum jerked his cock hard, really hard, fuck he must be Cumming soon. I had unconsciously while I watched rubbed away at my clit harder. I felt great and I was sure mum must have felt better. I watched mum suck Kev off for ages, she was so fierce with his cock and then there it was, he grabbed mums head and must have shot his load into her mouth, down her throat. I sneaked back to my room. I picked up my shoes, coat and bag and made my way back downstairs. I went out of the house and ran around the corner. It was close to my normal time to come home. I still waited five minutes longer and watched as Kev left. I made my way back home. I let myself in as usual and mum was in the kitchen, she had made my snack. It all seemed so normal. Next two weeks I was on school leave so I did not think Kev would be around. I also knew that mum and dad had planned to go away from Monday to Wednesday. I was on my own. I used my rabbit a hell of a lot and I also asked a boy back one night from the gym. I did let him fuck me. Typical bloke fucked me till he had cum and left half an hour later. It was Wednesday afternoon and I watched telly, a phone rang, it was my mum's phone. She had forgotten it and before I found where it was and got to answer it, it rang off. It was in her bedroom, under her bed; I brought it down and continued to watch the telly. Ten minutes later it rang again, but that time it was a text message. I did not have to open it as the quick synopsis said 'I'll be there Thursday 2pm.' It was a message from a Gary. Strange I did not know anyone by that name. I had never heard mum mention anyone by that name before. I had put the phone back in mum's room and mum and dad came back later that evening and we all chatted before we went to bed. The following day dad went to work as usual. I knew mum would have read the text message from Gary. Mum looked very nervous all morning. I knew why, 'Gary.' I thought I should put her out of her misery and later that morning I made an excuse to go out shopping. I said that I'd be home around four or so. I knew that 'Gary' was due around two. I wasted some time at the mall. The time passed so slowly, I kept looking at my watch. It would take me fifteen minutes to get home, so I thought I would leave the mall at two which would give them time to get started to do whatever they were going to do. As I walked to my house I noticed a white sports car parked outside. I walked slowly towards the front window; I looked through and could not see anyone in there. It was safe for me to make my entrance. I made my quite entrance again and mum's sounds greeted me as I made my way up the stairs. Her bedroom door was open again and I approached it crouched down. I peered through and, holy shit, mum had her back to me, she was naked, she had her red hair platted and a black ribbon tied at the bottom. She sat on the edge of the bed and a naked black man was stood in front of her, his massive black cock being sucked off by mum. She sucked quite hard; she had both her hands on his cock as she jerked him off. She slobbered all over that cock and the sounds were quite loud. She pulled him out with a hard sucking kiss on his knob-end. The man, who must have been Gary, had both his hands on his hips and egged mum on as he said, "That's my gall, been a while since I was last here. I've missed this." He had a deep gravelly voice, he was young; he must have been in his mid to late twenties. He looked fit, a well-defined six pack with big peck's and big muscly arms. Mum was really heavy and hard on his cock, I was sure he was going to blow soon. But they kept on for at least another ten minutes, I was surprised. Then Gary grabbed hold of mum's head, pulled her off and said, "Let's fuck." Mum turned around and bent over the bed. Fuck, I thought she saw me. I pulled my head away from the door very quickly. My heart beat out of my chest I was overcome by a hot flush. Slowly I peeked back round after a few seconds. She hadn't seen me. Mum's arms were folded under her tits; I could see she had her hands in fists under her chin. Gary took hold of his cock and guided it to mum's pussy. Mum looked behind and widened her stance; Gary rubbed his cock against her pussy. And then must have been ready to push his big black cock into mum's clean white pussy. Mum looked forwards and Gary entered her, mums eyes closed and said, "Fuckin' hell, slowly for fuck sake, you know I'll never get used to that thing." Gary pushed in and mum's eyes closed tight and said, "Fuckin' hell, I'm sure it gets bigger every time." I wondered how many times had mum had Gary? How long had that been going on for? And I also thought the same questions applied to Kev. Mum was definitely a fucking slut. And then another thought, does mum have any others, 'Bitch.' If the truth be known I wanted a share of that. All the young dick-heads I've had were all useless. I wanted to be fucked with a big cock, black, white, brown, yellow... I didn't care. I wanted to know how it felt. Mum's face looked like she was in pain, but I was sure she loved every second of it. She did not look round, she said, "Spank me!" Then Gary slapped her arse on both cheeks. They were hard, the sounds bounced off the walls, but even so, mum said, "Fuck, that's nice, harder!" Gary pumped away and squeezed her arse with both hands and then slapped her again, holy shit I felt those from where I was crouched. I again played with my clit, I pulled my knickers off and I wanted to pull on my pussy lips. I loved the pain that gave me. I had to make sure I did not make a sound, I wanted to continue to watch my mum being fucked and I wanted to see if that cock could give my mum an orgasm while he fucked her. They carried on and on, mum kept requesting slaps and Gary enjoyed providing them. And then holy shit it was true, mum was loud when she said, "Jesus fuck, I'm cumming, I'm there, oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meee!" Gary pounded harder he seemed to go deeper; he got hold of mums platted hair and looped it around his hand, he pulled on it and mums head rose up. Her eyes were closed but opened wide as Gary pulled harder. The bastard was cool; he smiled while my mum went through her orgasm. He ran his hand up and down mums back and slapped her arse again. Mum's eyes closed as she shuddered by the slap. I rubbed my clit so franticly I had to rush off to my room; I placed my head down into a pillow and yelled into it. Fuck I wanted a cock to give me an orgasm. I grabbed my rabbit and jumped onto the bed. I put it on max as usual and shoved it in. I let the rabbit do its work on my clit as I pulled and stretched on my pussy lips. God it felt great. I heard mum as she cried out. Fuck, I also had an orgasm; I wanted to cry out as well. It took a while for me to relax. I then made my way back to mum's room. Mum was on her back, she held her legs wide apart by the ankles, high up in the air. Gary was over her, he had his legs spread wide. His arms were stretched out, his hands placed on the bed by mum's shoulders. Holy fucking shit I saw the cock, what a fucking cock, it was fucking thick, a hell of a lot thicker than my rabbit. And holy fucking hell, his cock didn't fully come out of mum's cunt, but of what came out of mum was longer than my rabbit. My rabbit was seven inches. Bastard had a rolling pin that grew out of him. Mum cried out, "Fuckin' hell, not so much, I've told you, not all of it Gary." But I still thought she loved it as she cried out, "Ahh fuck yes, fuck yes, I'm there, ohh yes." Her eyes remained closed; she whipped her head from side to side. Her legs shook and Gary lowered his head to suck on mum's nipple. His black arse went up and down, his long fat cock pistoled into mum's pussy, his balls slapped mum's arse. He took long strokes and he plunged in hard and swiftly. Mum's cries never stopped. She let go of her ankles and placed her legs around Gary's back and helped him drive his cock into her. I did not realise it but I had started to play with my clit again, my pussy was so wet. They had been going for around an hour and I thought it must have felt great to be fucked long and hard. I had never had that sort of experience or satisfaction. Mum grabbed Gary's face and said, "Hurry up darling my daughter may be home soon." Gary asked, "You want me to cum now?" Mum let his face go and said, "Not really, but yes I think you had better." Gary picked up the pace and really banged hard very quickly, he fucked her faster and harder, mum pushed up her hips to meet him and mum said, "Fuck yes, yes, blow it! Come on blow it! Ahhh." Mum's legs dropped off Gary's back but she still hugged him tightly. Gary seemed to slow and then rammed in deep and stayed there, he must have blown his load. He came out and plunged back in. He did that seven or eight times. I saw his cum as it dripped out of mum's pussy. Mum grabbed his face again; she kissed him and said, "You really do blow a lot of cum. It takes me ages to clean myself up after you." Gary took his cock out and lay besides mum. Mum patted him on the chest and said, "Thanks' darling." Mum got up onto her elbows, she looked over to Gary and stroked the side of his face gently and said, "Sorry, I'm really sorry, next time I'll let you fuck me for longer, the way you like it. Okay." Mum then looked down to her pussy and said, "Look at that, it's still running out." She grabbed hold of his cock at the base and squeezed it up to his knob-head, some cum came out and onto her hand, she brought her hand upto her lips and she licked it off. She said, "Come on get your clothes on, get out of here." I scooted back to my room, grabbed my keys and as quickly and as quietly as I could I got out the house. I stood down the street behind a van till I saw Gary leave. As I watched him get into his car the only thing that intrigued me was the fact that that man Gary could hold back and cum when he wanted to. Even with the sort of treatment mum gave his cock while she blew him off. What control! What a master! What a cock master. Then five minutes later I went home. Mum was in her room, I went up there to say 'Hi' she was in the middle of changing the sheets on her bed. She asked, "How was your afternoon babe?" I said, "Yeah, fine, saw some new stuff, how about you?" Mum said, "Oh very tiring, I'm going to have a relaxing bath now." The house phone rang and mum answered it, she was on it for a few minutes then I asked, "Who was that?" Mum said, "It was grandma, she's not well. I told her that I'd go round and stay with her for a few days next week." As I was home next week I asked, "Would you like me to come with you?" Mum said, "Oh, that's very nice of you dear, but you're off on study leave next week and I think you should do just that." Mum went off for her bath. I went into my room and got some books out. I read some of my tasks for next week and mums mobile rang. I rushed to answer it. It was Kev; I pushed the button and said, "Hello!" He said, "You okay for next Tuesday?" I coughed to disguise my voice and said, "I'm not too well but should be okay for then." I coughed again loudly. He said, "If you're sure." I coughed again and said, "Yes." He said, "One okay?" I sneezed and said, "Yes." I deleted the call. I knew mum would not be at home. On Sunday mum packed her bag and dad went to drop her off. Mum said as she left, "I'll be back Wednesday, if you need anything call me." I said, "Yes okay, I'll be fine, say hi to grandma." I just hoped Kev doesn't try and contact mum before Tuesday. I hoped to be more than fine, I hoped to get laid and proper fucked. If Kev was fine for mum, then Kev would be fine for me, till I can find a way to get Gary. I never did see Kev's cock, but mum seemed to enjoy it. I wanted to test it, I wanted to see if it could make me cum. I wanted his cock to make me cum. Monday I concentrated on my school work, it was difficult but did manage to do something. But then on Tuesday I just could not wait till one o'clock. In the morning I shaved my pussy and took a long shower. I didn't wear a bra; I never did out of school. I had nice firm tits the kind that point upwards. I wore my red thong and a short skirt with a boob tube to show off my abs. It was midday and I was ready, I did not really want anything but I had a bite to eat. I drank some water, my mouth felt so dry, I drank more. I kept looking at the clock on the wall. My heart raced, I could hear it in my chest as it thumped away. I looked out of the window and then back at the clock, it was ten past one. I thought 'Shit,' he's not coming, 'Fuck.' He must have contacted mum and found out she's not at home, 'Fuck it.' I went into the kitchen and drank more water. I had just put the mug down and the doorbell rang. My heart stopped 'Fuck,' he's here. I tried to keep calm as I walked to the door. I opened it and there was Kev. He looked surprised, he said, "Oh, hi Abby... err... you're at home are you?" I opened the door wider and said, "Hi Kev, come in." He stood there and asked, "Is... your dad... or your mum home?" I said, "No just me, I'm on study leave." He just stood at the door and said, "Oh... never mind... I'll come back later... some other day." I knew if I had let him go then he would have rang my mum and found out that it was me who had answered his call a few days ago, I couldn't let him leave. He turned halfway round, I said, "What did you want? Can I help?" He turned back and said, "No it's okay. I'll call your dad later." I asked, "Did you have some tools to give him?" He looked confused and said, "What, what tools?" I said, "Never mind, it's just that mum said last week you had brought some tools round for dad." Afternoon Delights He turned back to go and said, "No, no tools. I'll call him later." I had to get him back, I couldn't let him leave. He took a step away and I said, "I saw you." He kept walking and I said a bit louder, "I saw you and mum!" He froze, turned around and stepped back and said, "What! You saw what?" I said, "Come in and I'll tell you." Although there was a panicked look in his eyes, I could tell he did not believe me. He said, "No I'm not coming in, I don't know what you saw or what you think you saw!" He stepped backwards, to go. I said, "Well let's see what you make of this, you and mum both naked, your cock in her mouth, you blow and she swallows it all down. Tell me what would you make of that?" He stepped closer almost in through the door, he said, "Look okay, it was a one off, you can't tell your dad." I stepped backwards away from the door and said, "It's not up to you to tell me who I can and can't tell. And I know it was not a 'One off,' it could remain our little secret." He walked through and closed the door behind him. The panicked look disappeared and an angry look took over as he said, "Okay little girl, let's not beat around the bush, tell me what you want for your silence?" I tried to be coy, I lifted a finger to my lips and I said, "I don't know." He said, "By the way you look, I think you've got a good idea of what you want." I walked up to him very close, I stroked the side of his face with a finger and said, "What sort of idea do you have to keep me quite?" He grabbed my wrist and said, "Let's not play games little girl, I haven't the time nor the patience." I forcefully released my hand from his grip and said, "Don't call me a little girl you mother fucker." He came forward and grabbed my whole lower jaw by the chin and said, "If I'm a mother fucker then what does that make you... little girl?" I pulled my way out of his grip and said, "Fuck you, now I am going to tell dad." He looked really angry, his face reddened, his eyes bulged out and he took a couple of steps back and I thought he was about to leave as he said, "Fuck me! How about I fuck you?" I thought now we're getting somewhere. I said, "I bet you would like that wouldn't you, to fuck a fit young woman. I bet it's got your cock going." I started to remove my skirt and dropped it to the floor. I removed my boob tube and threw it towards him. My firm young tits out for his hungry eyes; I walked forwards and grabbed his crotch. He was not hard, but there was something there. I kissed him on the lips softly, moved back slightly, shook my tits and said, "How do these compare with my mum's." I still had a hold of his cock; life had definitely awakened down there. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, "You twisted little whore, where do you want it?" His cock gained more and more stiffness; I kissed him again and said, "Mum's bed." He smiled and said, "See I told you, you're a twisted little shit." I squeezed his cock and stepped away and said, "You know the way, don't you!" I ran up to mums room. He was not far behind, he had already kicked off his shoes downstairs and I helped him undress with great urgency when he got up. He unbuttoned and took his shirt off, while I undid his belt and unzipped him. His cock sprang up as I lowered his pants and boxers in one to the floor. I was sat exactly where mum was. He kicked them to one side as I looked back up to his cock. And there it was, fucking, fucking hell. It was clean, no pubes, his whole shaft, it sort of glistened, very smooth and clean balls, should complement my pussy very well. And thank you god he was thick, if there was one thing I wanted in a cock, it was a fucking tree trunk of a cock. The bonus came in its length. He wasn't as long as Gary, but the girth was just as good. I thought I shouldn't mention Gary 'shhh.' Kev's was at least nine inches, his knob-head hidden by the fore-skin. As I grabbed it, I looked up and smiled and I said, "Big cock for a so called arse-hole friend." I looked back down and pushed the fore-skin back to reveal his knob-head. A darker pink colour, with a wide sort of slit, I could see the eye of his cock from where it leaked pre-cum. He grabbed my head and pushed it onto his cock and said, "Come on get it down yah." I moved my hand down the shaft and took in his knob. I sucked and licked around the head. I stroked his shaft. From what I remembered when mum had that thing in her mouth. She was very harsh and vigorous with Kev's cock. I knew he could handle a bit of rough treatment. I wanted to see if there was a limit to what I could do with that cock. I sucked hard; I gripped tightly and stroked a length of about four inches up and down very quickly. Kev had a hand on the back of my head and helped me along. He said, "I see you've learned how I like my cock sucked from your mum." I was also loud, I pulled his cock out with a sucking kiss; I did that a few times and he said, "Come on suck it, squeeze it, pull it harder." He grabbed one of my tits with his other hand and squeezed it fucking hard and said, "Little girl's got nice boulders. He pinched my nipple and I shouted out, "Fuckin' hell you bastard, be careful!" He gave it a slap and said, "If you want to play with the adults you'll have to learn to handle a bit of pain. Little girl." I grabbed his cock with both hands and counter rotated my fists around his big cock. I'll show him pain, the bastard, and all he said was, "Little girls learning. Keep doing that, I love it. It just makes me harder." I rotated both hands in opposite directions and looked up at him. He winked then twisted and pulled on my other nipple. Fuck it hurt. I started to blow him off even harder than before. He shoved deeper, I kept going for about ten or twelve minutes. I thought he would have blown his load minutes ago. He grabbed my hair and pulled me off his cock and made me look up at him and asked, "You're not a virgin are you?" My eyes watered, his face looked fuzzy, and I said, "Fuck you!" He let go and said, "Didn't think so." He grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands off his cock and said, "Get on the bed and take that stupid string off!" As I crawled backwards I removed my thong and threw it at him, I made my way up to the pillows; he followed and he was in-between my legs, he spread them wide and asked, "Do you want my cock up there?" I presumed he meant we carried out a sixty nine. I'd had enough of his cock for now so said, "Nah, you do what you want down there." He gave out a big grin and said, "That's my gal." First thing he did was spat on my pussy and then licked my slit. He sucked around my pussy then went to my clit. Bastard sucked hard, I almost had an instant orgasm. He licked and sucked hard all round, he poked his tongue in my hole and waggled it around. He looked up and said, "I love these lips." He sucked on them and pulled them with his lips and then as if he knew what I loved, he grabbed hold of my pussy lips one between the fingers of each hand. He pulled them, not so hard to start with; he flicked my clit with his tongue. He looked up as I watched him. And he pulled and stretched on my lips. Oh my god it felt fantastic, and even better than that was the fact I didn't have to do myself. I closed my eyes and threw my head back and said, "I love that, fuck yeah." He licked my open pussy hole; he pulled harder and began to suck harder on my clit. Oh god that was absolutely what I could not do for myself. I looked down and he was having a feast down there, I loved it oh so much. He moved to the side of me and started to flick my clit with his tongue. I had my eyes closed and head thrown back. Fuck he was good. He shoved a couple of fingers up me and found my g-spot. He massaged it and it felt out of this world. I had never felt anything like that from my previous fuckers. As he continued I felt strange, a totally new sensation started to take over me and then it happened, holy fucking hell, I exploded. I leant down to grab his hair but it was too short so I pushed him hard off my clit and I gushed something out of my pussy. It wasn't an orgasm and I didn't pee. It was totally a new experience. I looked down and shouted, "Fuckin' hell what the hell was that? What did you do? What have you done to my pussy?" It had sprayed all over my thighs, legs and the bed sheets. He had a massive grin on his face and said, "You're a squirter. I'm going to love fucking you." I had never ever had that happen to me before, I'd seen it in porn movies but it had never happened to me. I did not know I was capable of that. I wasn't sure I liked it, but thought if it happened again then there may be more of it. I said, "Fuck Kev, not in here not on mum's sheets. Go into my room." We moved to my room; I threw all my books, pens and papers that were on top to under the bed onto the floor and I lay down. I wanted to feel it again and I wanted to explore whether I liked it or not. I opened my legs and said, "Do it again." He grinned from ear to ear and said, "You fuckin' bet I'm going to do it again." He went straight down and inserted two fingers up me and sucked on my clit. I felt he had located my g-spot again and moved his fingers gently across it, but he sucked my clit extra hard. I placed a hand on his head and the other on my nipple. I pulled and twisted on it, I wanted to train myself to endure the pain on my nipple. I moved to the other one, I pulled and twisted so hard it hurt, but I carried on. I knew I probably needed him to work on my nipple, to get me to endure the real pain. But for the moment I wanted him to carry on down there. And it wasn't long, I felt it again. My hips bucked and I pushed his head. He knew, he lifted his head but continued with his fingers. Holy fucking shit, I shouted, "Ahh, fuck." That time there was a lot more; it sprayed out over the end of the bed and a wide angle. It again covered my thighs and legs. It was over Kev's fingers and hand, he looked up to me and slapped my clit, I sprayed more, fuck it felt like a massive release. It felt so different from an orgasm, milder not so body wrenching. He rubbed his fingers across my clit and I sprayed again. He smiled and said, "You're a dirty little cow." I looked around where I had sprayed and it was everywhere, just everywhere. Fuck that was quite enjoyable, I never thought I could ever have done that. Kev got in-between my legs and parted them. He placed a hand on each of my knees; he slowly ran them up my taut thighs. He looked at my well defined stomach muscles and ran his hands across them. He got to my tits, he could grasp a whole tit in one hand and he squeezed them. He said, "You're so firm, I love these." He pinched one of the nipples and it fucking hurt, but I said nothing. I looked up so that he did not see my grimaced face. He lined himself up and I felt his big knob as it prodded me. I widened my legs and there he was, he had just entered and I felt him spread me open. He entered very smoothly, I was so fucking wet. He pushed in and I felt every inch slide into me. I said, "Fuck you're a fat bastard!" I was sure he was not all in when he withdrew and started to pump me at a fairly nice fucking pace. He said, "Fuckin' nice pussy you've got here." I said, "Should be, it hasn't been used as much as mum's." He said, "Oh don't you worry about that, I'll make sure this little cunt gets its fair share." He then picked up the pace and I pushed my hips up and we fucked and banged each other. I had my legs wide apart and high in the air. I placed my hands onto his arse and squeezed his cheeks as he plunged into me. God it felt great, much better, no, a hell of a lot better than my rabbit. It felt like having two rabbits in there. Fuck he was good with that thing. He banged and banged and then I felt it again, I was going to gush out another pussy load, straight onto his cock if he kept in there. I shouted to him, "Get out! Get out!" He kept pumping, I had to release and as I did he took his cock out just far enough, and I blew and sprayed straight onto his cock and stomach. It went everywhere; it dripped off him and back onto my stomach and rolled off the sides and onto the sheets. He said, "Squirter bitch, I love it!" He entered me as soon as I had stopped squirting and we started fucking again where we had left off. We fucked and fucked, there was no end to his energy and he kept on and on. Then I felt it, it was not going to be a gush, it was an orgasm. My hips pushed up more violently by themselves, a tingle in my thighs and a wave of pure ecstasy ran up my back and through my whole body. I spammed and I wrapped my arms and legs around him. He knew what I was going through and said, "Go on girl, enjoy." He fucked me through it, a full minute and then it subsided, but I felt I was going to squirt and gush again, I said, "I'm going to squirt again, get out!" He didn't, he said, "Go for it; just let it go." I did, I blew another load and as we fucked it splattered between our bodies. I felt it trickle down my hips, arse and back. My legs slipped off his back, he kept fucking away. Oh god it felt so good, I loved the way his cock felt in me. He drove it so well and the thing that bugged me was that I did not think he was fully in. I wanted him and I wanted that thing completely in me. I said, "Get off... get fuckin' off Kev!" He kept fucking away; he grabbed my face and said, "I'm going to fuck you rotten." I wanted him off, I said, "Get off, fuckin' get out. I want to get on top." I pushed him away, he kept fucking. I put my arms around him and grabbed hold of him tight; I put my legs down and straightened them. I rolled us both over, bastard was heavy. I managed to get on top. He was exhausted; he panted and said, "You're a go getter aren't yah!" He slapped the side of my hip and said, "Go on then let's see what you can do from up there." I pushed myself up and realised that I could sit right down and would be able to get his whole nine inches in me. I bent my knees and that took me off his cock a bit, I then sat straight down, I fully impaled myself onto his immensely thick long cock. Holy fucking hell what the hell was that, I felt another sensation of pain, like I was getting a cock into me for the first time, like a virgin. It felt out of this world, I sat there for ages and savoured the moment. I never wanted to get off; I needed that and to actually have a live cock as it throbbed away in my pussy, felt... I don't know, I couldn't put it into words... absolutely amazing, wonderful, magnificent, fantastic! And any other superlatives that came to mind. I reached round and took out the rubber band in my hair and let it loose. I flicked my head from side to side and combed my hair back with my fingers. I took hold of his hands and placed them onto my tits, I held his hands while he squeezed my tits. I closed my eyes and started to rise up off that beast. I rose about seven inches and then fell back onto it. God he was hard and it felt so fucking nice. My pussy felt like an oven, it radiated heat to the rest of my body. His hot poker stoked the fire. I rose and fell onto it slowly for five six minutes, while Kev mauled my tits and squeezed my nipples. Oh my god it was heaven. Then Kev placed his hands onto my hips and drove his cock quicker, harder and deeper into me. I had my eyes closed and head thrown back. I leant backwards and placed my hands onto his legs. We started to fuck and moved just the right amount apart and back together. His cock felt like it was an extension of me. His smooth hairless cock was made for me and my pussy. We quickened the pace, the fire grew more intense and I felt that feeling again. I was going to blow, I didn't announce it to him, I looked down and he stared back. I looked down to my pussy and smiled. He too looked down and he knew. He said nothing; he winked and blew me a kiss. I leant back and stopped with his cock half in me and I let it go. I blew like a timely geyser; it ran down his cock and balls. Some of it sprayed across his stomach and chest. For me it was pure bliss, a magnificent pleasure, the best afternoon delight a girl could ask for. And it was all thanks to mum, 'Thank you mum, I love you.' As soon as I had finished, which wasn't long, just two or three seconds, I flopped forward and kissed him passionately. We started to fuck and I loved it, I fucked him back with great strength and renewed vigour. I loved his strong tongue; I sucked on it and fucked him with the whole of my body, like he said 'Something rotten.' After a short ten minutes, I had a fucking massive orgasm; it ripped through from my cunt to the top of my head. My whole body shook with involuntary waves of pleasure. How could that bastard's cock be so fucking great? He held me tight as he fucked me through till it subsided, but the cock and his pounding kept my orgasm alive for longer. I found more and more reasons for myself of why mum loved that cock. Holy shit it felt so nice to have that thing graining against my cunt walls. He moved it so well; he would pick up the pace at exactly the right time and knew when to just slow things down to a nice slow fuck. Most of the time he was rough, I got to enjoy that, it was fantastic. But even when he slowed down, it felt so... so sensual, almost like he cared, but I knew he didn't, he just wanted to fuck. And I was oh so happy it was in my pussy, because all I wanted was to be fucked and fucked. We must have been fucking for at least another twenty minutes, I had squirted another load and gone through another orgasm and was about to have another, I shouted, "Jesus fuckin' Christ, I'm ahh, ahh, ahhh..." And yes another blissful orgasm, body out of control and electric shocks fired through my cunt to my tits and lit up my nipples. He slowed down and rammed his cock deep and I actually felt the massive blast of his cum load pass into me. Oh that felt so nice, I wanted more, and yes he withdrew and ploughed back in and another load. He blasted another three loads, when I jumped off him and took hold of his cock; he said he liked it rough, so I pumped his cock with long hard strokes. He shot cum up in to the air, about three feet. He grabbed my wrist to make me stop. I brushed it away with my other hand and I made him shoot another few loads, I milked his cock dry. I looked at his face and his eyes were shut tight, teeth clenched and stomach taut. I leant down and took his cock and placed the head into my mouth and swivelled my tongue around it. I knew that would be sensitive. His hips jerked and he placed a hand on my head and combed through my hair. I let his cock go and went and lay besides him. He looked at me and said, "You're a dirty rotten cow. And when I get my strength back, we're doing it all over again." And we did, he recovered in around an hour and we fucked again. But I had a bigger plan in my head; I had to find a way to get to fuck Gary.