5 comments/ 16483 views/ 1 favorites Annie's Big Fling By: mjar65 John has never written about my relationship with Damien or even really mentioned Damien in his stories. He always felt Damien was something very special just for me. Lately, however, John's wanted to record some of my memories of my time with Damien. So this is my story told by John trying to use my words. This happened a few years ago now so some of the details have been lost. Enjoy - A Damien was my 'other man'. He was my 'lover on the side'. This is a story about one amazing, sex-filled, debauched week I had with him. I met Damien some years ago at one of my first sex parties. He was serious looking and polite which I found very attractive. I didn't mind that he was younger than me. John, my escort at the party and my life partner, encouraged me to take an interest Damien. When I discovered how much I enjoyed sex with Damien, John practically insisted that we become lovers. I was keen on Damien and so I was happy to comply. It turned into a wonderful and fulfilling experience for us all. John and I have that kind of relationship. We have never been exclusive to one another. Neither of us believes a person can obtain all the pleasure and satisfaction they need from just one sex partner. Its a mutual arrangement and John usually has an 'other lover' of his own. That's on top of the sexual adventures that we have as a couple. Its healthy and natural for people in a relationship to have passions they don't share with their partner. Some women have coffee with girlfriends away from their menfolk to engage in gossip. I have my 'men on the side'. You should understand that John is number one for me in life, love and sex. But Damien was special too and, in a way, what I felt for him I would also call love. We quickly established a wonderful relationship. What is more, I found that the longer it lasted the better the sex became. I enjoyed Damien's young, slender body and loved his big, vibrant cock. He was so different to my John and that was part of the thrill. Very quickly Damien was permitted to fuck me bareback. He was a major reason why John and I agreed I would go onto birth control. It is so wonderfully decadent to have a lover to call at short notice whenever I feel the urge or the need for a few hours of wonderful, no-strings fucking. I guess that's what guys refer to as a booty call. With Damien the feeling would usually hit me every couple of weeks. Sometimes he would call me and I would rush to meet him, peeling my clothes off for him and surrendering to his needs. John didn't always know when and where I was fucking Damien. That was important to the whole thing. But the two men knew all about each other. Damien was so special to us that from time-to-time we included him in our sexual adventures. Sometimes John and Damien would get together to give me an adventure all my own – a mind-blowing threesome. I cannot describe how it feels as a woman to be the focus of the affection and lust of two men at the same time. Damien and I maintained our relationship for years. It went on far longer than I could have really hoped for. Deep down I always knew it had a limited lifespan. One day Damien would find himself a 'real' girlfriend and then I would have to give him up. Still, when the day came and Damien told me about Claudia a little bit of my heart did break. I cared for him very much and so I was also very happy that Damien had found someone he could love with all his heart. I was glad he had found someone who was right for him and a person with whom he could make a life with the way I've done with John. I tried not to think about it, just enjoying my time with Damien and all the things we did together. John and I even suggested that we would like to meet Claudia and introduce her to our fun ways. I've never met Claudia but I've seen her picture and if Damien liked her then she must be a good person. But Damien didn't want that. He said that he wanted a more 'mainstream', monogamous relationship with Claudia and that she'd never agree anyway. John and I understood his position and I could see the inevitable was approaching. Then, one day, Damien had a serious chat with me and told me that he was going to ask Claudia to move in with him. He had decided she was 'the one' and he wanted to take the relationship to the next level. I hugged him and told him how excited I was for him. But inside another crack was appearing in my heart. I talked with John about how to end things with Damien. Once he was living with Claudia they planned to become exclusive to one another. So I started to plan for how to end my sexual relationship and allow Damien to move into his new life. Then John had one of his bright ideas. Damien had told me that Claudia was going to be away for a week – travelling for a work conference overseas. She would fly out on a Sunday evening and return on the following Saturday morning. Damien intended to ask her to move in when he picked her up from the airport. John decided I should use that week for a big finale with Damien. It would be a last giant fling to celebrate the relationship and mark the end of our time as lovers. His idea was that I would spend the week living with Damien. We would fuck whenever and wherever we could for that week and Damien would get his first taste of what its like to have a live-in lover. I was surprised when Damien agreed but very excited. No matter how we did it, ending the relationship with Damien was going to hurt. I was going to give him up for another woman. So a full-on week of sex in advance seemed a great idea to me. This is the story of how that wonderful week unfolded. Sunday night When Damien returned from the airport I was waiting with my bags. I was ready for a whole week with him and had brought work clothes and all kinds of stuff to last till Saturday. I was wearing my skimpiest outfit. Damien was looking a little guilty but he smiled his usual sexy smile at me and we went straight inside. We ended up in bed very quickly and this night we both seemed happy to take our time. After all we had the whole week to fit in as much fucking as possible. That first night there was a lot of oral given and received. I thought a little about Claudia and how many times she'd pleasured Damien in the same bed. Mostly, though, I thought about how his hard cock felt in my mouth and the way he tasted. I delighted in licking his pre-cum from the head of his cock as I stroked him with my hand. He gave me plenty of attention as well. I just lay back for him and slowly thrashed around the bed as he expertly licked and sucked at my cunt. I gushed my juices into his mouth over and over as I came for him just as I had so many times before. Finally, when our mouths were tired and I'd had more orgasms than I could count, I pushed Damien back and climbed on top of him. I wanted to fuck him, to pleasure him. I was his live-in lover for the week and I wanted to show him a little of what he should learn to expect. Without a word I slid down onto his beautiful cock and slowly impaled myself. Then I fucked him slowly while I played with his nipples. Damien loves having his nipples sucked and pinched. I didn't cum that time but I made sure I rode Damien just the way he likes it. I loved hearing his moans and groans as he got closer and closer to his orgasm. I took my time, stretching it out to make it last for both of us. Finally he couldn't take any more. My reward was to feel Damien exploding his cum into me. I stayed on top as he shot high up into me over and over. I squeezed my cunt muscles to milk his hard cock as best I could. Afterwards, once we'd finished and I climbed down, I lay next to Damien and softly licked his cock clean, removing both sets of juices from his softening member. For a little while I forgot about everything except Damien and how good it felt to fuck him. It was a wonderful way to start our week together. Monday morning As soon as we were both awake I insisted on Damien fucking me. There was no need for foreplay. Seeing his cock already growing nice and hard, I pulled him on top and soon he was thrusting into me. I was so horny that morning as the sun began to warm the day. He was enthusiastic as well and gave me a good humping and a very nice orgasm before he shot his load deep into me. We both needed to hurry off to work. I left the house without knickers and decided to stand for the length of the bus trip. I didn't mind at all since I could feel the last of Damien's seed dripping down the inside of my left thigh for the entire journey. Monday night I got home first and stripped down to a T-shirt and my tiniest g-string for Damien. As soon as he walked in the door Damien got an eyeful and it had the result I'd expected. Barely stopping to remove his jacket, Damien pulled me into the loungeroom and quickly was taking me on the furniture. I didn't mind, I like fucking that way. He left my g-string on and it was so tiny anyway he had no trouble sucking and fucking me either side of the tiny material. I came over and over as he expertly pleasured my body and took his fill from me. It was a great way to start the week. After a while he had me bent over his sofa and was sliding his cock into me doggy-style. I could not have been happier. Then Damien asked me if he could use my bottom. He asked me very politely of course, as always. My reply to him was very simple - 'My sweet man, you can go there any time you want.' Just as I instructed him the first time, he started to prepare me by gently licking my little hole. I love the sensation and its even better when I know the tongue will be followed by a cock. But I was already so very turned on that I didn't need long before I was moaning and urging him to fill my bottom with his cock. I stayed in position, bent over the sofa, as Damien slowly pierced me from behind. His cock is a perfect size for fucking my bum and he didn't need any lube as he worked his length into me. I actually saw stars as he began to fuck my tight little bottom but they were stars of delight. Soon he was moving faster and deeper and I could even feel his balls slapping against my cunt as he fucked me towards his own release. I didn't cum from the fucking and I rarely do from anal alone. But I was loving the heat and the pressure of a hard cock in my backside. When Damien got to the edge of his orgasm we were both moaning and wanting more. I felt him when he erupted in my bottom, shooting into me from behind, each time a deep, firm thrust into me as he deposited his seed inside my bowels. I could have taken still more from him but we did have the rest of the week to enjoy ourselves. We had a quick dinner, his semen dripping from my arse, and then we showered together. I loved the chance to wash my darling Damien and, naturally, gave special attention to his cock and his large hairy balls. Back in bed Damien wanted to start with a 69 and I didn't argue. I asked Damien to use his fingers as well as his mouth. There is nothing better when it comes to sex than the feeling of flesh on flesh. After all his training and practice of course he did a wonderful job. He knows just where to touch me and how much pressure I need. I was cumming regularly and hard. I was also trying to concentrate on Damien's pleasure but it was hard with everything he was doing to me. Instead I just had to be content with stroking his cock and his balls as they lay close to my face. He looked so beautiful and hard and I was enthralled by the sight of his pre-cum oozing from the head of his cock. From time-to-time I reached out with my tongue to clean away the silvery, shiny liquid. Only after the longest time, at least half an hour of almost continuous orgasms, did Damien finally relent and leave my cunt alone. I felt pretty-well sated by that time. There was one more thing to take care of, however. I shuffled around to get better access to my young lover and proceeded to suck and stroke his cock. I worked slowly and deliberately just as he had done to my cunt. I kept him on the edge for as long as I could. Eventually even Damien couldn't hold-off any longer. I released him from my mouth and stroked my hand along his entire length as he moaned and bucked his hips. I was thrilled when he finally came, shooting big wads of soft, warm cream across my chest and my belly. With Damien and with John I am rather somewhat sexually submissive. I love it when they make me explode with orgasms but I always want to make sure I am the one giving pleasure to them. That night with Damien, feeling his hot cum shoot onto my skin and feeling it cool and harden, I could drift off to sleep content that I'd done my duty. Tuesday morning We didn't have much time that morning. I still managed to get in a lovely blowjob, however. Damien stayed on his back and I wanked him with one hand while sucking him as deep as I could. Of course Damien had woken up horny again so I didn't have to make a lot of effort to get what I wanted. A morning blowjob is not a treat I get very often. His sounds were wonderful, a real turn-on for me. I wanted to take my time but really we did both have to go to work. I bobbed up and down quickly, using my tongue to maximum effect. Its a thrill to make a man lose control by using my mouth. I let Damien erupt into my mouth and naturally I swallowed it all. Not straight away. I let his semen roll around inside my mouth, savouring his taste as well as the moans and groans he was giving up. Finally we both left and I was sure I could taste his cum in my mouth for the rest of the morning. Tuesday night Damien beat me home and had dinner almost ready by the time I arrived. After the success of the previous night I'd decided I would stay naked for him for the rest of the week. So I ate dinner that evening without a stitch of clothing, trying not to splash any on my bare skin and watching Damien try to move around the kitchen with a big hard-on stretching his pants. After that we were both naked under a doona on the sofa, watching TV. I played with Damien's cock and we both did some licking and sucking of nipples. That didn't last long before we were in his bed again. I sucked Damien some more before I rolled over and indicated that I wanted him inside me. I pulled him on top of me and quickly he was in the right position and giving me a proper fucking. The morning headjob must have done the trick because Damien seemed to have even more stamina than usual. He stayed up there for ages, slowly pumping his hard cock into me. He knows what to do for me and he made me cum again and again. There's not much more to tell except that my dear Damien was seemingly happy to focus on fucking me and make me orgasm as many times as he could. There was no complaint from me. I lay back and let my sweet lover fuck me to his heart's content, letting him plunder my depths and thrilling at the way his beautiful cock stayed so hard for so long. Damien was in exactly the right spot and had his cock pressing against my G-spot in just the way I need. I lost the ability to speak and all I could do was moan my pleasure and my thanks to him. I truly did lose count of my orgasms. I was in heaven. After one of the longest fucks I can recall I needed a break. But Damien was feeling extra horny so he didn't let me rest for long. Soon he was on top of me again, thrusting his wonderfully hard cock back inside my cunt. I could only groan at the pleasure he was giving me. I was building up nicely to my first orgasm of the renewed session when I sensed that Damien was about to unload. I forgot all about my orgasm, I'd had plenty, and gently played with his nipples. I wanted him to cum really hard inside my cunt. He did, his face contorted and his limbs rigid. Damien groaned loudly as his cock spasmed and he pumped his juices deep into me. I moaned my pleasure up at him and waited as he thrust again and again, emptying his balls and glowing through his own, well-deserved climax. I could not have been happier as he rested on top of me. He softly kissed me and whispered his thanks as I felt his cock soften inside me and imagined his cum sloshing about inside my cunt. Wednesday morning That morning we both had to leave early for meetings at our respective offices. So there was no time even for a quickie. That left us both feeling horny all day. Wednesday night As soon as I walked in the door from work Damien dragged me off to the bedroom. I was pleased to see him too! He stripped me naked and within minutes we were fucking, his cock like steel and his face afire with his lust and his need. I just let Damien have his way with me, my own body heating up in response to him and my cunt quickly flooding as he got into his rhythm. We fucked in so many positions I lost track. All I know for sure is that his cock was like a piston as he thrust in and out of me, fucking me over and over, going deep and stretching my little cunt. I know I had a couple of small orgasms as we swapped around but I was more taken by how much of an animal Damien was that night and how much energy he had for me. After a time he let me settle back into the missionary position. I knew I was going to be properly fucked now. Damien wanted me to cum and to cum good. He quickly got into the right position, his cock rubbing against that special spot up high inside my cunt, right under my pubic bone. I came alright, my entire body shuddering and shaking as orgasm after orgasm swept through me. I love that man and his cock and he's learnt well over the years exactly how to fuck me to best effect. Then, after about 10 minutes of constant climaxes he suddenly stopped. 'I want to fuck you hard,' he said softly. I wasn't sure exactly what he meant. 'Fuck me sweet man. Fuck me as hard as you want.' 'No Annie, I want to fuck you really hard. Just go hard into you.' We had hardly ever really done anything like that. I was a little surprised. But it was my sweet lover, my Damien, so I just let him have what he wanted. I nodded and lay there limply as he lifted my legs to place my ankles on his shoulders. We'd fucked in this position before but now I saw what he wanted. I understood he was going to fuck me with all his strength. I was sure he was going to hurt me, even just a little. Still I didn't question or argue. It was my Damien and this time, more than any other time since I'd met him, I wanted him to use me just as he wanted. Damien didn't wait to ask me again. He shifted his weight and began to pump his hard cock into me. I actually groaned with pleasure at the first few strokes because it felt so good to have his cock fucking me again. Then Damien started to get faster and harder and slam deeper with each thrust. In a few moments I was bent almost in half as the weight of his body and the force of his fucking began to have their effect. He slammed into me harder and faster, seemingly oblivious to me and my needs. Damien had not fucked me like this for a long time. It did hurt but I was rapt in his animal passion for me - it was like he knew he was fucking me for the last time. I was happy to take anything he wanted to give me, even his lovely cock banging against my insides while Damien lost himself inside his own wild desires. The frantic, brutal fucking lasted for several long minutes. I just hung on, folded and squashed under his attack, until at last I heard, more than felt, his erupting climax and Damien flooded me once more with his seed. I still don't know if it was passion or anger but he finished off that night with a few short, powerful jabs of his cock deep into my cunt, milking the last of his orgasm and forcing his last drops deep inside my upturned cunt. I just grunted with surprise as each thrust banged against my cervix. Damien had certainly fucked me hard. I'd been little more than a body to receive his fury. It had left us both a little breathless. Annie's Big Fling Ch. 02 Once the story of the 'Big Fling' was published, John and I realised we'd left a few questions hanging in the air. Now is a good time to set things straight. The relationship between John and myself suffered no ill effects from the loss of Damien. I still miss Damien, more so at some times than others. But John and I remain devoted to one another and we still have great sex as often as we can manage it. In fact, we had a wonderful surprise encounter on holidays last year and John recently recorded it for Literotica. Damien and I do have occasional email contact. We are very discreet about it and after all this time Claudia still doesn't know about me. A few times a year either Damien or I will drop a short email to the other, just asking how things are going and if the other person is well and happy. But, as I am sure you are wondering, that amazing week was not the last time Damien and I had sex with each other. About nine months after that 'last day' I sent him an email with a tiny hint that I needed some of the special care that he used to give me. It was sort of wrong of me, especially since Damien had insisted he intended to be monogamous with Claudia. I couldn't help it. I missed Damien and I missed the things he did to me. The very next afternoon Damien was at my place. This is the first time John has heard the details of 'where and when'. I was so excited to see Damien. I trembled when he touched me. I know I was craving his beautiful cock and soon I was on my knees, releasing it from his trousers. I stroked and sucked it deep into my mouth and I remember Damien softly muttering my name. I know my cunt soaked itself right then. We spent two hours together and Damien expertly sucked and fucked me for almost the entire time. It was as wonderful as what we'd had before. Damien had lost none of his talent and his 'special care' made me cum again and again. I was even calling out his name at one point. We fucked as much as we could in those two hours and I was pleased that Damien was able to fill my cunt with his sperm twice. Luckily I'd stayed on birth control. About a year after that Damien sent the same kind of email. Of course I let him know it was OK. Later that week he came and picked me up one evening and we went to a big park nearby. Damien had a big blanket and we lay down on the grass and rolled ourselves up. We cuddled a lot although we were both naked pretty quickly. I adore outdoor sex and having his lean body and his long, hard cock pressing against me in the cool night air was a fantastic feeling. Then, like teenagers, we fucked hard and fast. I even managed to ride him for a short time, out there under the stars. When we couldn't stand it any longer we both erupted. Later he drove me home and I rode in his car with his cum oozing into my shorts. I really want to do something like that again. With Damien, of course. In fact, I still sometimes find myself imagining that Damien will break his promise to have a 'normal' relationship with Claudia and become my full-time 'other man' all over again. Though in the time since then my life has been pretty much normal. Which is to say I took a new 'other man'. It was about a year after I gave Damien up. This one was a university researcher and he was about the same age as Damien – maybe 10 years younger than me. The uni man had his own flat on the campus but it was quite a long drive from home. Though when I was horny and feeling those 'needs' the distance was just an inconvenience. Like before, I got to enjoy the decadence of having a man on call. The uni man knew very little about me except that I was a 'bored housewife'. I also felt extra good about the fact that he never twigged to the gap in our ages. The other thing to mention about the uni man is that he was very well endowed. I mean very! His was possibly the biggest cock I've ever had. That was a lot of fun and also a challenge at times. I never had to teach him how to find the special spots in my cunt. With a manhood that size he generally would get pretty close without trying. The sex was pretty vanilla though. Usually I had to be the one to suggest something like doggy – always making sure he went in gently. His biggest wish was to experience shooting his cum onto a woman's face. For a long time I played that pretty cool. I only permit very select men to do that with me. But after about six months I changed my mind and decided it would be a thrill for us both. He was so excited and wanked his cock with such a fury. I had expected big jets to shoot out from that massive meat but instead I was showered with loads of tiny blobs of his cum. They flew everywhere and landed in my hair, on my face, my chest and other places besides. I did enjoy it though, especially when I saw the look on his face afterwards and heard the excitement in his voice. I ended it with the uni man a few months after that. He started wanting to introduce me to some of his buddies on campus. I had to insist on remaining the 'cheating wife' and not the girlfriend. About nine months after that I found myself a nice Italian man. He was older than me and married. His body was softer than I am used to but I liked the fact he had a lot of hair. The Italian guy thought of me as a frustrated business executive. The real bonus was that, being older, he was confident and relaxed. I never had to teach him. Which meant the sex was always relaxing and enjoyable, never rushed. He liked to take his time giving me pleasure. Since he was married it wasn't as convenient as I needed. Sometimes John would make himself scarce from our place and sometimes the Italian guy paid for a hotel room. He wanted to try a bit of light bondage and spanking. I'd not done any of that for a long time but I was happy to indulge him. I remember he did make the spankings rather erotic and he always called me his 'little doll'. It was just a fantasy thing for him and it never got out of control. I was happy because I always felt rewarded afterwards. We did fuck a lot as well on those times when we got together. Again, a lot of it was fairly tame. He didn't have a great body and his cock was more or less average. But he knew how to use it and he knew his way around a woman's body. Because he took his time he was always able to make sure I had fun. So I enjoyed the sex with the Italian guy very much. Certainly enough to make me want to keep going back for more. What he enjoyed most was oral, giving and getting. That was great for me as well. In fact, his tongue and his lips were fantastic and I never ever got tired of him going down on me. He said his wife usually wouldn't agree to oral but I never turned him down and he always seemed so grateful. Naturally I gave as well as got. Since he rarely got any at home I always made sure to try as hard to pleasure him as I would any other cock. The fact he liked things slow helped of course. I found I could fit almost his entire cock in my mouth. Since he rarely got any at home he had stamina, too, which wasn't always great. Every time we were together I made sure he would cum in my mouth and every time I would swallow his load. I never quite got used to the way his cum tasted from his Italian diet. But the very first time I took his cock I decided to drink him down and after that it just became my habit. He liked to kiss me on the lips afterwards which was kind of sexy. Once I got my Italian guy interested in my bum he would spend ages gently fingering me back there. That was a new one for him and I know at first he was a little shocked. Usually he'd finger both holes at once, taking his time and exploring me more than ramming into me. If I had truly been a stressed executive it would have been the perfect relief for me. Of course sometimes I'd get fingers in both holes and his tongue on my clit at the same time. On those occasions I would cum long and hard for him. I know he especially loved that part. The Italian guy lasted for almost a year. Then one day he said he had to end it. His wife had become suspicious. Despite his need for more than his wife could give him, my Italian guy said he just couldn't stand it if the wife ended up making a scene in front of their families. After that I went for a whole year without someone 'on the side'. I didn't mind at all. I still got great sex at home on a regular basis and more on those times when John wanted to set up a little bit of extra fun. I also got a few 'one night stands' with guys I knew, all with John's blessing of course. Finally John and I agreed the time was right again for me to find someone regular. We also agreed that this time my 'lover on the side' should be a woman. It took us some time to find someone suitable but recently I met Bronwyn. She is married with two kids who have nearly finished high school. She works part-time as well and so has quite a bit of free time on her hands. Best of all she lives very close to us. So hopefully we will have plenty of opportunity to meet up for play whenever we feel the urge. It also means we will have to be careful about when and where we meet up because we can't afford people in the neighbourhood to see us hanging out. If we do end up as more than friends then it has to be a secret and I am very happy with that. Bronwyn knows about John and also that he is happy to consent to me taking her as a lover. She is kind of amazed at how we open we are with one another and kind of jealous. Although I don't know how Bronwyn would feel if her husband was so liberally minded. Of course I haven't told Bronwyn everything about John and I. In time perhaps I will tell her more about the things we get up to but for now its 'wait and see'. John usually doesn't intrude where my lovers are concerned but I think John would be happy to fuck Bronwyn, I haven't decided yet whether I want to give him the chance. Happily for me, Bronwyn doesn't see it as cheating to have a sexual encounter with a woman, no matter how far the sex goes. She says she always assumed she was straight. Then in recent years she's started to admit to herself she is sexually attracted to other women. She told me she really wants to know what it feels like to experience another woman. Plus she has decided that after all her efforts to raise her family she deserves a little of her own private pleasures. I couldn't agree more and have been encouraging her to follow through on that thought. She has light brown hair and big blue eyes that I like to look into. Bronwyn is larger than me with big, soft breasts. I love big tits and Bronwyn's have been driving me mad. I can't wait to get my hands and my mouth on hers. I just want to suck and bite them and when we have coffee I have to stop myself staring at her chest. We've met twice for coffee now and I am hoping the next time we finally get some action. So I am really hoping it doesn't turn out that Bronwyn just wants a new woman friend. But we've agreed the next time we meet it will be at her place and that we'll do more than drink coffee. I guess that once again I'll be teaching my lover what I want. I don't mind that all, not with Bronwyn anyway. It will be fun to let her explore and discover what another woman's body is like. If things go well and she is willing there's a lot of new pleasures I can introduce to her. I have to be careful not to scare her off! If anything does happen I am pretty sure you will hear about it. That's because I expect John will be too excited to keep the details to himself! But for now you will all have to sit tight. Happy fucking - A Annie's Big Fling Quickly he was lying next to me and gasping his apologues. I stroked his cheek and told him not to worry. I was glad he had asked to take me that way and I was happy to have given him what he wanted. It had left me sore, certainly, but most women know that good kind of soreness that comes from a passionate fucking. The rest of the night we lay together, cuddling and playing with one another's nipples. We talked a little too before we finally drifted off to sleep. Thursday morning Damien was awake first and was soon fondling my body until I was conscious and horny myself. He was very gentle with me, after the fury of the fucking the previous night. Once I was fully awake he rolled me carefully onto my tummy and proceeded to give me a lovely, soft rimming. I have to say it was a great way to start the day and was so much easier to take than the pounding he'd given me the night before. I was soon moaning my pleasure and gratitude into the pillow, trying to encourage Damien to not stop licking my anus. Then he rolled me over again and this time he put his mouth right onto my cunt. Using his lips and his tongue like an expert, he proceeded to eat me to a series of very satisfying and powerful orgasms before either of us had even thought about breakfast. I normally only get that sort of treatment on the weekends when I am with John! I gushed my juices into his mouth and moaned and shuddered all about the bed as Damien flicked his tongue over my clit and pushed it deep into my bruised hole. Eventually we did have to get up to go to work. We had a quick shower together and I took the opportunity to play with his lovely cock once more. But there was no time that morning for an orgasm for Damien. I promised myself I'd make it up to him that night. When we were dry and getting dressed Damien asked me about butt plugs. Did I have one in my bags? Mostly I don't use toys. I have always preferred the feeling of real flesh - whether fingers, tongues, cocks or whatever. But slowly my John had introduced me to toys and the wonderful pleasures they can bring in addition to human appendages. Anal toys in particular have been a welcome addition to my sex life and just as John had taught me so I taught Damien. Yes, I had brought a few items including small butt plugs. Damien asked if I would wear a butt plug for him that day – right through the day until we got home together that evening. We'd played this sort of game a few times in the past but I was immediately wondering exactly what my younger lover had in mind. Once again, however, I didn't question him. I merely selected one of my small jelly plugs and let Damien watch as I inserted it into its proper place. I left for work with it and kept the thing in place all day long – just as Damien had requested. I'd already spoken to John a few times during the week to let him know things were going well. Now I sent him a text message to advise I was 'plugged' as per Damien's wishes. I am sure it gave my John a hard-on for the rest of the day! Myself I felt the plug many times throughout the day as I moved or sat in meetings and it definitely put a smile on my face that day. By the time I knocked off I was feeling very curious and highly aroused for Damien. Thursday night He got home first that night and was ready when I walked in. First thing he did was ask me to remove the plug. I didn't mind that at all and he watched me shower as I removed and cleaned the little jelly invader. By the time I was ready for dinner he'd searched my things and found my other favourite – my glass, ribbed dildo. At that point I could guess his plan and I knew I was up for it. But Damien didn't want my bottom first up. After dinner we watched some TV and I spent some time sucking his cock for him. I did it happily and lovingly. I just wanted to pleasure him and, like all men, he always enjoys being on the end of a good cocksucking. Soon, though, we moved to his bedroom. He undressed me and had me lie face down on the bed. Then he gave me a soft, wet rimjob while he let his fingers play in my cunt. I recall having a series of long, gentle climaxes as Damien skilfully combined the sensations in my cunt and my arsehole to first relax and then arouse me to amazing heights. I am sure I was moaning constantly as he worked long and slow on my holes. The next thing I knew Damien was carefully warming and lubing the glass dildo. I just lay on the bed, glowing as he finished his preparations for a big session of fucking. There was no need to move for the next part. I was still warm and relaxed and I just let Damien slowly work the glass toy past my backdoor and into my nice soft arsehole. It felt so good to be stretched by him. I still get amazed at how much I enjoy having my bum filled up, especially when I know what's coming next. I moaned quietly as Damien filled my bum with the glass toy and then I lifted my hips for him, ready for the next part of his plan. Like that, doggy-style on the bed, my bum stretched around a hard glass probe, I waited for Damien to take me – to force his cock into my cunt and completely fill and stretch my two holes for him. He did just that, carefully filling my cunt with his gorgeous cock. As soon as Damien started to push himself into me those quiet moans became much louder. The deeper he went in my cunt the better I felt, ready to be fucked and to explode for him. I just love the sensation of being so full and feeling that tight around a cock at the same time. We stayed like that for as long as we could, Damien slowly fucking me as the ribbed glass did its work on both of us. I was feeling so comfortable and so horny that night I actually came twice with my bottom filled up, small teasing orgasms. The whole thing felt sensational and I didn't want it to stop. After a while Damien shifted position, rolling me onto my side while he stayed in my cunt. In this position I couldn't help my legs closing together and that made me feel even more filled and stretched. Damien started to move his whole length in and out of my cunt, still working slowly. Then he took hold of the glass dildo and as he fucked me he gently thrust the invader back and forth inside my bottom. Now I was being fucked in both holes at once. I was stretched and stimulated front and back. Oh, it felt incredible as the warmth and the lust took over my entire body. I was speechless and could only grunt my encouragement to Damien, urging him to keep going. Being fucked like that felt so sexy and naughty and wild. Soon enough I found myself cumming for him all over again, a string of small climaxes, Actually it felt more one long, constant state of orgasm. I knew I had trained that young man well. After a while I could see that Damien was finding it hard to sustain his self-control. So I suggested that we move to the missionary position. I would probably lose my anal toy but I didn't care. I so wanted to feel his cock rubbing my favourite place and to see and feel my sweet man empty his balls into me. 'Fuck me. Give me your cum,' was all I had to say to Damien. He understood and now began to pump into me more forcefully. My glass plug actually did stay in place (a tight bottom after all) as he lifted himself into the best position to rub against my G-spot. All I could think about was my holes and the way my entire body just lost control. Being fucked like that, filled like that, it took only a couple of minutes before we were both cumming hard and loud. The heat in my cunt was matched by the power of the sensations coming from my bum hole. I just wanted him to keep on thrusting into me and never stop. I know Damien swore and it felt like his cock swelled to an even bigger size. I could hear his grunting each time he shoved forward and shot his cum into me. I know he was having a great time but he seemed so far away right then. All I could do was lie there and let him fuck me, hoping he would keep on fucking me. Finally my orgasm did subside and Damien slowed his thrusting in my cunt. I felt exhausted and pulled him down on top of me so we could both rest briefly. Shortly after that Damien removed the toy from my bottom and we lay there for ages, holding and cuddling one another. It was so sweet, especially after a big orgasm in both front and back. Later on I was playing with his nipples and I noticed Damien's cock had gotten hard again. I remember I was very pleased with myself for that. I moved down and licked at his cock and his balls for quite a long time. I realised this was making me wet as well. So, knowing Damien was ready for one more round, I lay back on the bed and asked him sweetly to please fuck me one more time that night. As he moved into position I lifted my legs. I wanted to put my ankles on his shoulders again, just as we'd done the night before. I wanted Damien as deeply inside me as we could manage. 'Be gentle this time.' I murmured to him and he understood immediately. That was how he fucked me – gentle, deep, probing my depths with the length of his wonderful cock shaft. I was content not to climax, to just lie back and watch and feel as he plumbed me with that cock I'd soon know no longer. It was slow and wonderful and I could have fucked like that for ages. But I'd been right and Damien was still feeling horny. We lasted for about five minutes before he apologised and told me he was on the verge of cumming. I just smiled and said 'that's what I want.' Damien never changed his pace or the depth of his thrusting. He showed wonderful self-control and I was very proud of him. I was still loving the slow, deliberate way he was thrusting right down to my cervix with his hard cock. He twisted his face and grunted his sweet little grunts and I could feel him tense as his cock unloaded inside me. I smiled up at him as he pumped into me again and again, moaning my delight. As he finished, finally slowing almost to a standstill, I imagined my upturned cunt all flooded with Damien's seed. Friday morning There was no sex play that morning as we each had to hurry off to work. We both planned to finish early that day, being a Friday and probably our last day together forever. Friday afternoon By mid-afternoon we were in bed together with the windows and curtains wide open in the warm air. We fucked one another like it was our last time – which it was. We did everything together that afternoon and I cannot remember it all. It seems like a blur of lust and pleasure and all I can say for sure is that I happily let Damien have my whole body, use all the places I could take his mouth or his cock. I think I even told him 'just fuck me everywhere'. He wanted to 69 and of course we did. I was on the bottom with his cock stuffed in my mouth. I remember I came beautifully while we were in the middle of it. Then he wanted me to sit on his face which is always a delight. I must have cum numerous times, dripping into his open mouth, until I couldn't take any more. Next I must have shuffled back and sat myself down on his hard cock. I was delirious with my own needs and rode him till I came over and over. Damien fucked me in so many positions, all our favourites. My body was on fire and I just wanted as much of his cock as I could get. We went for ages and once more I noted the self-control he had developed. At last he turned me over into the missionary position and plunged himself back inside my hot, swollen cunt. He fucked me good, really good, and I remember I had at least two gold-plated orgasms. They were enormous, a release of so much emotion and desire. Then he allowed me to rest for a time and we lay together, holding one another in the late afternoon. Soon I was moving down the bed, licking and sucking on his cock and his big balls. He had made me feel so amazingly good I was determined to do the same for him in return. I gave him the best mouthjob I could manage but I held off letting him cum. Maybe I was being a bit selfish but I just couldn't get enough of having him in my mouth. I alternated between sucking him deep and then licking the length from his anus to the tip of his long cock. His balls were so tight and his cock was continuously leaking pre-cum into my mouth. Both of which only made it harder for me to let him go all the way to his climax. Only when my jaw was starting to ache did I decide I had to let my sweet man have his release. I was still feeling excited so I quickly decided what I wanted next. 'Fuck me now please. Take me from behind and fuck me till you cum.' His eyes lit up and as I moved into the doggy position he was already there, his cock thrusting at me. I was barely ready when he shoved himself straight into my cunt. It was a thrill to have him so blinded by his need to fuck me. Damien filled me up so nicely and I felt him take hold of my hips. I knew what was coming and steadied myself for his frenzy. He didn't wait for me to ask him again and started to thrust into me. In seconds he was going fast and deep into me. It was a good thing he gripped my hips so tight or I surely would have lost my balance. I knew I wouldn't cum this time but I loved being taken like that. I grunted and groaned in time to his thrusts and the way his big ball sack swung and slapped against my clit each time he shoved himself forward. He was cumming after only a couple of minutes but I couldn't have cared less. I revelled in the lust I had created in Damien and thrilled at the sensations of his cock throbbing and spurting inside my body. The bed was going to be soaked with our sweat and our shared cum and juices. Friday night Each of us needed to recover for the next session of fucking. We weren't done and I knew there was a lot more fucking to come my way. Damien wanted me and I was going to let him have me. Come Saturday I would be sore but that wasn't going to stop me. Women know that feeling the day after and we all enjoy it every once in a while. Even while we were resting neither of us could resist touching and fondling the other. It wasn't too long before Damien was obviously turned on again. I was feeling the same way. 'I want to fill both your holes again,' he said softly. In response I simply smiled and reached for my little toy bag. I was delighted to oblige his wish for more anal and I knew just what we needed. I pulled out my small, soft vibrator and placed it on the pillow beside Damien. This toy is just perfect for DP play even though my darling John can't understand why I don't always want something bigger in my bottom. Next I rolled over so Damien would be sure I would submit to his wish. I was eager and only needed him to prepare me properly. I lay very still as his soft hands spread my butt cheeks to expose me completely to him. Once more I felt that wonderful anticipation of what was to come and I know my cunt was already getting moist for him. There was no need for me to do anything except lift my hips as Damien lapped at my little hole. There is nothing better than a good, long rim job. Damien was taking extra care to make sure I was wet and soft back there. When he got to the point of pressing his tongue inside my anus I know I started to moan for him. He took his time though, stroking my cunt lips as well so there'd be no risk I might change my mind. As if I would! At his signal I moved back, fully in doggy position with my knees high underneath me and my bum sticking out for him, inviting him to enter me. I wanted him inside me so badly. This time he filled my cunt first, slowly shoving his cock into me and spreading my juices all over his shaft. I remember I felt like shouting out how good it felt to have that cock inside me. Then he pulled back just enough to have access to my backdoor. He was going to insert the little pink vibe into me. I moaned softly for Damien as he pressed the toy into my rear. With his cock already in my cunt the vibe just accentuated the sensation of being properly filled. Right then nothing could have made me happier than to have that man use both my holes. Soon the vibe was in place and I was in my zone. Damien was fucking my cunt nice and deep. I was enjoying it even more because each time he pushed into me his tummy would press against the toy and I got a little extra massaging in my sphincters. I adore anal and am very lucky I was introduced to these exquisite pleasures. For me its a relaxing and intimate activity. Sometimes I enjoy anal as a post-orgasm pleasure that also allows me to give something special to my lover. I remember I was in a kind of reverie, feeling Damien fucking my cunt and banging the vibe inside my hot, pliant butthole. I stayed on all fours for as long as Damien wanted. It felt great to be so open, so available to him. He could have put his cock anywhere. After a long steady fucking Damien announced it was time for missionary and we shuffled into the new position. I was so excited by then and just spread my legs as wide as I could. Quickly Damien was in me again, forcing himself deep into me. My little vibe stayed in place and we resumed our slow screwing. Damien took advantage of my position to begin stroking my clit. Almost immediately I started to lose control of my body. My climax wasn't violent, more like huge and soft. It swelled up inside me and I worried I was about to go into meltdown. Damien's gentle pressure on my clit was almost too much stimulation. I tried to focus on his cock, wondering when he would cum and spray his seed inside me. Somewhere in all the shuddering and thrashing I did lose the toy from my bum. I imagine I shot it out cross the bed with all the squeezing of my cunt and arse muscles. It hardly mattered and, in fact, gave me a thought about what I wanted next. 'Put your cock in my bum,' I moaned to Damien. 'Fuck my backside and then you can cum inside there.' Since we were still in the missionary position I only needed to lift my legs and tilt my hips to give him access to my backdoor. I love anal face-to-face. In moments he had the head of his delicious cock pressing against my anus. I was ready for him and didn't need any more warm-ups. 'Slide it in,' I moaned softly and in one, long stroke Damien stuffed his hard cock up my backside. 'Fuck me,' I urged him. ''Fuck me until you're ready to cum.' It was so wonderful in the evening gloom to be lying like that, with my darling Damien slowly reaming my bottom with his smooth, hard cock. I had to suppress the thought that soon this would all be over. Instead we just lay there as Damien continued to slowly pump in and out of my bottom. It was so thrilling and so relaxing, the warmth from my bum oozing throughout my body and the sensation of his hard cock keeping my brain on fire. I could have kept him in there all night. I never get sore from anal, at least not with Damien. My whole body warms and glows when I am being fucked the right way back there. But finally, after about ten minutes or so, I knew Damien was reaching his limit. 'Cum for me,' I asked him. 'Will I fill you up? Do you want me to empty my balls in there?' 'Yes, do it. Do it for me now. I want to feel you shoot into my behind.' In just seconds I got my wish as Damien came long and hard. I felt him press himself even deeper into me, spurting his seed into my back passage. I knew he was filling me with his juices and I wanted them all. I let him plunge in as deep as he could, up to the hilt, and then I reached up and held him. I held him to me so that his cock would stay buried inside my little hole. I didn't really want to let him go. He stayed there, wedged in my arse, until finally I felt his cock soften and then fall out of me. I was very satisfied. Of course, then we had the problem that his semen was leaking out of my bum, copious amounts of it oozing steadily onto the sheets. Laughing, we grabbed an old towel and headed straight for the shower. For the last time I took my pleasure in washing Damien and cleaning his cock and balls thoroughly. Then we were back in bed, cuddling and fondling before finally we realised we needed to eat some dinner. Annie's Big Fling Our food was eaten in a hurry that night. I stayed naked the whole time, of course. It proved very distracting for Damien which meant that soon enough my mind was thinking about the bedroom again. We tried watching a bit of TV but it didn't work and in a short time we were back in Damien's bed. Damien didn't need help getting hard for me again. I decided I wanted to suck his cock anyway and guided him onto his back where I could stroke and mouth his shaft. After a few minutes he gently placed his hands on my head. Then, holding me in position like that, he started to thrust his hips up at me. Just like that Damien fucked my mouth with his wonderful cock. I cannot remember the last time Damien took my mouth like that. I submitted to him, of course. It was a very satisfying feeling to allow him to take me as he wanted. We fucked, too. We did it in so many different ways I cannot remember all of it. Having cum twice that day Damien had plenty of stamina. It meant that I was treated to a long series of orgasms, cumming for him over and over. I know that more than once I had to give my cunt some relief. So we would have short breaks and I would give him oral or play with his nipples. I know at one time I was enjoying myself giving him a rimjob. He pleasured me almost non-stop and I do know that sometimes I was cumming continuously from his mouth or his hands or his cock. I also remember saying that I wouldn't be able to walk properly the next day. But we didn't worry about that. This was to be our last time together as lovers and we were determined to fuck like it. Finally I was exhausted and my poor cunt had taken enough as well. I begged for mercy until Damien finally gave a rest to his cock and his mouth. He lay beside in his big bed, signalling he wanted his nipples teased and sucked. After a short breather I was more than happy to oblige. I also took the chance to stroke his wonderful cock, holding it gently in my hand and feeling the stickiness of my cunt juices all over his shaft. I knew that Damien still had more to give. He wasn't done yet. There was no question I would give him his final release for the night. It didn't matter how tired he was. I wanted that cock to shoot its load one more time. Fortunately for me Damien was in a very heightened state of arousal. He'd fucked me for what seemed like hours and his cock was still swollen and his balls seemed to be aching. Slowly, I increased the pressure of my grip on his cock. My hand began to move faster and faster. He began to leak pre-cum and his moaning got louder. This was all for Damien but in a way it was like an extra little reward for me. 'You will make me cum,' he warned me. 'Hmmmm,' I grinned at him. 'Oh fuck Annie. I'm going to cum all over you.' I pointed his cock straight at me. 'I want you to. I want your cum on me.' I kept sliding my hand up and down. I love the challenge of using my hand to bring off a lover. This time I ignored Damien's nipples. With my free hand I cupped his big testicles, stroking and kneading them. I thought abut using my mouth on the head of his cock but that wasn't really what I wanted. What I wanted was to make him spurt, to watch his cum shoot out of his cock and see it splash onto my skin. He was close, so close. My arm was getting tired but I never slowed down. Damien was moving, his hips slowly thrusting at me. I know I was breathing heavily as well. The pre-cum was oozing continuously from his slit. Then it happened. He came, a sudden arching of his back and loud grunt. He kept on cumming, in long spurts, the first one landing right across my tummy. I was still wanking his cock as hard as I could so the aim wasn't so good after that. But I still managed to catch most of him on my skin. Spurt after spurt flew out and I felt myself concentrating on the sensation of his hot, white cream as it landed on my tummy. Some of it hit my arm as well and my hands. I was making a mess, but Damien was in the throes of a powerful orgasm and I was so excited from wearing the evidence of Damien's lust for me. It sounds like a big powerful experience but actually it felt kind of tender to hold his love muscle in my hand and let his cum splash all over my skin. We were both left panting and sated. He stayed next to me, holding me as we both tried to ignore our thoughts about what this meant and what was to come tomorrow. After a while my sweet Damien started to rub his fingers in his cum. He spread it out across my tummy, painting me, massaging his seed into my skin. Again, it seemed so tender and almost loving. Later I pulled him around me, having him hold me tight with his arms and his legs. I slept like that for most of the night, sticky and crusty and wrapped up in Damien. Saturday morning Damien and I had agreed there would be no sex on our last morning together. I wanted him to be primed for Claudia. It would not do for her to come home after a week and find her fiance-to-be not rampant and desperate to fuck her. Plus I needed the time to clean the house. It was crucial to eradicate any trace of me. No black hair in the bathroom, no toys left under the bed, no clothes. And the bedsheets definitely needed to go into the machine after a week of us fucking one another relentlessly. The time came when Damien needed to get into the shower. I was only partly dressed and suddenly he was standing there naked. All my self-control broke down at that point. Without a word, and almost without a thought, I pushed Damien down onto a chair in the corner of his bedroom. I couldn't hold back. I got on my knees in front of him and took his sweet cock into my mouth. I was like a crazy woman. But I concentrated on my job – giving Damien the best cocksucking I could possibly manage. It was passionate and wet. My head was bobbing up and down his shaft and my hand was stroking him at the base. Once more, for the last time, I used my free hand to cup and fondle his hairy sack. I used my lips and my tongue as best as I could. I focussed only on Damien and his cock, feeling it throb and twitch in my mouth. The first time we ever met Damien had cum in my mouth. It seemed fitting act for our big finale. That morning he was as horny as ever and quickly responded to my efforts. I was proud of what we'd made together and I was proud of the fact I could make his cock spurt inside my mouth. He was about to unload, the telltale signs of the feel of his cock and the sounds he was giving out. I held him tight with my lips as he groaned my name and shot gob after gob of yummy juice into my mouth. It felt good, it felt right. I stayed on my knees, swallowing every last drop of him. I was still there as his cock started to soften and right at the moment I felt myself begin to cry. Soon we were hugging, both of us crying. Finally I had to take control and I pulled myself away from my sweet man. Damien headed for the shower, in danger of being late to the airport. I just grabbed my bags and headed outside to meet John who'd been waiting in the car. I cried when I got into the car and I cried some more on the way home. John and I didn't have much sex that weekend. He just cuddled me a lot and we talked softly, him trying to reassure me. I treasure my time with Damien and the wonderful week we spent together. I will probably always have feelings for him. I was lucky to have found him and lucky to have shared what we did. The weekend at home also reminded me again of how lucky I have been to have John as the centre of my life and how lucky I have been to love him and have his love in return.