0 comments/ 31189 views/ 4 favorites Sarah's Fun By: mmmsarah I enter the bungalow, salty, sweaty; back from a long exhilarating run. It's hard to see, my sight hasn't yet adjusted from the bright sunshine outside, and the curtains, outlined in acid white illumination, are drawn. I had gone up the mountain that forms the spine of island, down into the bays along the far side of the island, and then back along the beaches, a solid if slow 14-16 miles. It was a good to get the cobwebs out after a full 36 hours of travel ending with our final arrival last night. When I had left, over two hours ago, you had mumbled something about being late for the tennis lesson you had booked when we checked in last night, before we both had crashed into a blissful horizontal sleep. "Hey sleepy, time to get out of bed, paradise awaits" From you "mmmmmmm, come here" "Just a sec, I want to...." My eyes had started to adjust, the room was a mess, I stumble over your tennis clothes at the end of the bed. "Come here you," more emphatically from your form in center of the rumpled bedclothes on the bed. As I approach your leg hooks me and pulls me in. Forcefully you grab the back of my neck and give me a deep, rough kiss. "mmmmmm" Your eyelids look heavy, half closed, and your cheeks and chest are flushed. Your kiss was salty, and just beyond the familiar smell of my sweat, there's something else.... My stomach does a little flip, and my mouth goes dry. "Sarah...?" You answer by yanking at my running shorts, "Take these off, I need you in me". Obligingly, I take off my shirt. Pillows are scattered across the room. My cock springs out of my shorts, which fall to my ankles. I step out. I'm suddenly painfully, itchily hard. One hand firmly grasping my cock, you throw back the bed sheets with the other, rolling onto your back, spreading and raising your legs in fluid motion. Your eyes are still half-closed, you guide my cock into your pussy, biting your lower lip. "Wow" inside you are hot and unbelievably slippery. "mmmmmm, you just missed him" "Him..?" I notice that there is a red mark on your neck and looking down, an angry purple bruise high up on your inner left thigh an inch from your pussy. I start to quicken my pace, squeezing juices out of your pussy, which glisteningly run down towards your ass. "I was hoping you would come back earlier, mmmmm, I know you would have enjoyed the rude shock of it...." "Tell me" rather hoarsely and more than a bit desperately. You feel indescribably good to fuck, slick and fun, I look down at where I am now slamming into you, your lips are swollen, juicy. You grab me and pull me in for another deep rough kiss. You start to grind your hips, the way you do when you are on the runway to cumming. Your eyes are now closed and there is a little furrow across your brow... you are concentrating on it. You break away from our kiss, mouth open you start to groan, eyelids fluttering. This is too much for me, I feel a pleasant burn deep down in my balls. A few more strokes and I am joining you in your yelling. I cum stroke after stroke. I am transported and it seems like forever. I can feel the cum being pushed out of your pussy with each stroke, you are entirely and sloppily filled. I let go of your ankles and roll to your side. We nuzzle into spoons, me outside. "Tell me" "I made it to my tennis lesson." Reaching behind you find my cock, and wrap your hand around it. You start to grind your hips, slowly rhythmically. "It took me a only a minute to get out of here after you left, but I couldn't find all my stuff. In the rush to make our flight, I think I may have left things back home." My cock is not quite soft, not quite hard, you lift one leg, resting your foot on your knee and start to drag the tip of my cock back and forth across your very puffy, very wet pussy and further back until I am lodged in the warm crack of your ass; then you repeat. It feels good, a bit ticklish. I start to squeeze one of your nipples, you brush me away, "Too sore" . "So tell me." Having cum, I am a bit less excited and a bit more jealous, but still enrapt. "Well, I was late, and the instructor was a bit put off, as I was the only lesson of the morning. This place must be pretty empty. The courts were empty." You push me into your pussy, it is awesome, hot and dripping wet. You pause, pull me out and start to rub the head of my cock around your ass, circling your anus. "We volleyed a bit, and then he said he wanted to work on my serve..." You gently start pushing my cock into your ass, it feels great. "mmmmm, this is so much nicer than when you are so hard" "Should I get some lotion?" I ask "No, I think I'm ok" I look down, the globes of your ass are shiny, and with your hand you are inserting my cock into your ass; it's a great sight. I look across your shoulder to the far nightstand and see a bottle of tanning oil lying on its side, top open, lying in a small pool of oil. "mmmm Sarah, this feels nice...so you were working on your serve?" I start to push in a bit further, and, unexpectedly you meet me by pushing back at the same time. My hips bottom out against your ass, I am fully inside you. "Wow, that feels great" "mmmmm I'm liking this....well, I wore that white tennis skirt I borrowed from Karen..." "The short one?" "Yup...I threw on the skirt and a white athletic top, but my socks and underwear were nowhere to be found, so I decided to be a bit devilish and go without." I am getting harder and starting to develop a rhythm of long slow, full strokes. I smell tanning oil. "You feel fantastic Sarah, much looser, much more relaxed than the last time we tried this." "mmmmm, I should," you respond rather cryptically, again biting your lower lip, as you push back against me. "I'm afraid I gave the instructor a bit of a show; my skirt rode up a couple of times while we were volleying. I was going to be modest, and pull it down every time, but we were having some good volleys and I didn't want to have to stop to rearrange myself. Besides I thought it might be exciting to flirt a bit, there was no one else around... that's when he suggested we work on my serve... mmmmmmm" I reach around and start to roll your clit between my fingers, before inserting two into your pussy. They slip right in. My long slow strokes are getting a bit quicker and stronger, my balls slapping against your ass. My fingers inside can feel the strokes. "Well he had me serve a couple of times, watching me from a few feet away. I knew that I was flashing him every time I reached high to serve. He knew I knew it too, because next he came up behind me to show me the proper serving posture....he said I had to work on my foot position. He held my racquet wrist high in the air, and reaching around, tried to guide my upper thigh into the correct form with his other hand.......mmmmm, Chris, I'm going to cum again" I work all four fingers into your sopping, sloppy pussy and start pumping in and out of your ass. You begin to let out a low earthy moan, "yessssssss." Your body starts to convulse, shaking my fingers free. I keep pumping in and out of your well lubricated, delightfully sensuous ass. I am enjoying the very visceral pleasure of bouncing off your bottom at the end of every stroke. Raising your arms over your head, and stretching like a cat, you murmur, "mmmmm.. .so sweet...so were was I....?" "Half naked with the instructor fondling your thigh...." Rather dreamily, you go on, "Oh yeah, for a moment I thought I might just run away. Despite your very cute encouragement, in the clear light of early morning and without a drop of alcohol, the idea of fooling around with a stranger does take more than a little courage....so there we are, rather awkwardly, I can feel his hard cock pressing against my bottom, and he starts to move his hand higher up my thigh..." "The image is working for me...I'm going to come..." You start furiously thrusting against me, and I bounce very pleasurably against your ass. Cumming long strong and true, my butt muscles clenched, I moan and bite the top of your shoulder. "mmmmm Chris that was really, really nice. I think I'm gonna need you inside me again. Lets clean up and then I want to be on top." We both into stagger to the bathroom. Following you, I can see strings of cum arcing from your pussy and connecting to your glistening inner thighs; you look fantastic. When you bend forward over the sink to look in the mirror, I can see the pink and dark tan of your shaved, aroused and well-used pussy lips gapping open, covered in a shiny layer of cum. In the mirror, your nipples are hard and the areola are crinkled and dark brown. Your hair is a mess with that particular just well-fucked look, and looking closer, I see what looks like a strand of cum in your hair over your ear. I also notice another hickey, placed right where your leg evolves into your ass. I grab a soft white towel from over the toilet and wipe the cum off my cock. You've notice the cum in your hair and start to remove some of it. "Leave it, it adds to the ambience. You look like you had a wild time." Your eyes follow me in the mirror as I come up to stand behind you. I place my hands on your hips, and, as you grind back against me, I can feel the sticky rivulets of cum on your legs as they touch mine. "You have no idea", you reply without breaking eye contact in the mirror. My stomach does another little flip. "So, Mike, that's the tennis pro's name, is fondling me. His hard cock felt good pressed against me and no one was around, so I figured I'd make you proud and have some fun. I turned to face him, taking the hand that was holding my wrist and placing it on my naked bottom. I grabbed the back of his neck and gave him a long slow passionate kiss. He didn't need much encouragement, he was squeezing my bottom as we kissed, and in a moment had a finger inside me, which sent a noticeable shudder through me. 'You liked that' he said, in not a thoroughly nice way, but I had to admit that I did" Your eyes in the mirror do not leave mine. The image and the grinding of your hips have started getting me hard, again. You lean forward, placing your elbows on the cool countertop around the sink and spread your legs slightly. Again ,I enter the indescribable deliciousness of your sloppy, well-fucked pussy. Without hesitation or resistance, I run my full length in and am bottomed out, my pubic hair tickling your ass. You let out a little gasp and then a "yessssss." We are staring into each others eyes. "I was getting pretty excited, and I wasn't going to be left without having a story for you, so while he was figuring what to do next, I took him by the hand and led him back here. As soon as we were through the door he was on me. I pushed him back, pulled off my top, and got on all fours on the bed. I didn't even look back. I was sopping wet with excitement and felt very slutty, which was really quite enjoyable. I still had my shoes on, but my skirt was bunched around my midriff and my bottom was invitingly raised in the air." In the mirror our gazes are still locked, your half-lidded eyes expressing a matter-of-fact confidence in the telling of the story, which I am finding tremendously sexy. You are setting the pace of our fucking, and move back and forth with a lazy pace. I croak, with a mouth dry with so much arousal "What happened next?" "You're going to like this; Mike was hung like a donkey. Remember me telling you about that guy in college...same thing. When he started it took me a bit to get him all in, but I haven't felt that stretched in a while. I forgot how good it can be when you finally relax into it. I came a bunch of times." Your pace has increased, and your chest is flushed again. You reach out and start to twist your left nipple. "That is going to be a good memory for you...." "Uh huh, very good...he really was aggressive Chris....and I liked it. After I had cum a couple of times with him pounding me from behind, he flipped me over onto my back. I pulled my legs way back and let him have at it; it was a great release. I really enjoyed looking down and watching his big cock slide all the way into my pussy. At one point I must have held onto the headboard and something must have connected for him, because he got off me, grabbed one of the belts from the hotel robe behind you, came back, and tied up my hands to that thing on the headboard." In the mirror, I can see the little furrow developing on your brow again. Reluctantly you break our eye contact, your mouth opens in a little 'o', and you grasp the faucet with your free hand. Your knuckles are white. "rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr mmmmmmm" As you orgasm, I feel your pussy release its grab on my cock, your body relaxes. I continue to slide in and out of your pussy, making wet slurping noises with my passage. "At first I tried to fight giving up that much control, you know being tied up. But the physicality of it was pretty exciting. I thought it would be a great, if somewhat clichéd image, to have you come back and find me tied to the bed wildly fucking another man. Mike went at me tied up like that for a while, I was in heaven, and cumming pretty much non-stop; the raunchiness of it all. After a while, he bent down to give me a kiss and I greedily sucked his tongue and tweaked his nipples. The nipples must have been his trigger, because he grimaced and started to come. I could feel his hot cum splashing inside and it felt great." "Wow, that is fantastic....so he left just before I got back?" I am rock hard, and pounding deep into your squishy, sopping pussy. A low moan, and then you are cumming again, the spasming of your pussy causing more juices to run down your legs. "No Chris, please don't be angry, I feel a bit guilty about this....you see, from the time I left for the tennis lesson, to the time was back here on all fours fucking this delightfully huge cock...it was less than half an hour...." You straighten up, turn around and give me a big long soft kiss. "I know this was your fantasy, but in the passion of it all, at some point it became mine, and I may have gotten carried away. Come back to bed with me" You take my hard shaft in your hand and lead me back to the bed. I lay on my back, and you lower your dripping, swollen pussy onto my waiting, erect cock. You give a little shudder. Then you lie on top of me giving me full body hug and gently start to fuck me. "So Sarah, what happened...?", a note of jealous anxiety creeping into my unsteady voice. "Well, I wasn't expecting what came next....there I was tied up, well fucked and having fun. Mike looked at me, kind of smirked, and said 'you really enjoyed that, didn't you?' I figured there was no use lying and so stretching against my bonds I said with a smile 'tremendously'. I figured I could have some fun playing with him a bit longer and perhaps surprise you on your return. As I started to untie the robe belt, he straddled my chest, firmly put a hand on my crossed wrists and grabbed the phone." Your sweaty body is slides over mine as I feel your butt muscles start to clench and you grind your swollen clit into my pubic bone. "Before I could get untied, Mike reached over, grabbed the phone, made a call. He said to the person who answered 'Mate, you need to get over here right now, trust me' and then gave our bungalow number..... ". Suddenly and seemingly out of nowhere a huge wave of orgasm washes over you. I am hanging on your every word. As your breathing steadies and in a lower voice you continue, "Chris, I could have stopped it, I could have started yelling, I could have gotten untied, god knows it was loosened enough from all our motion on the bed....but I didn't...I said to myself that you would be delighted by my sexual adventurism, the same way it turned you on when I had tried to pick up two guys back in NYC... but really, I was tremendously sexually charged, I was dripping sweat, and cum and tied to a bed and being used and being spontaneous, and I wasn't sure I would get the chance again... I let Mike tighten the belt, I bit and kicked and rolled, but we both knew it was a show and I was looking forward to the next act." You start nibbling at my ear, and whisper huskily "So Chris are you excited? Does it turn you on? Do you like this, Do you like the idea of your wife being tied and fucked silly and roughly used? Did I do the right thing?" I am rock hard inside you, you feel wonderful on top of me, there is a strange twinkle in your eye, I am dizzy with lust I am about to cum again and the best I can muster is a guttural "Uh huh" "Well if you like that, it gets better.....my hands are tied and Mike has decided to start playing with me, his fingers are in me and he leans over to give me a rough kiss. Figuring to go full out I ask him to let me suck his cock. He's still flaccid, but I can barely stuff him in my mouth. As I am avidly licking the underside of his shaft, I see light flow into the room, and the outlines of more than one person enter the bungalow. I couldn't really see; Mike was blocking the way, but Chris, I have to tell you, that at that point, I was so in the moment all I wanted was more, more of everything. I felt like a sex goddess, and all I desired was to be worshipped. I was making some great slurping noises as I gave Mike a sloppy blowjob, and he was starting to get hard again, but he pulled away and says 'she's all yours boys.' I stopped sucking Mike's cock and saw two men, dressed like Mike, in their mid-twenties. One was tall, thin and had a deep all over tan. The other was shorter and stockier with a buzz cut. I think the tall one was named Jim. Jim and the other guy, I didn't catch his name, were starting to disrobe. I demanded to be untied, Mike laughed, though the other guys did pause. I told them all that they would have a much better time if I could be more enthusiastic. This worked. I started talking really dirty, begging to be fucked. I got on all fours, wiggled my bottom and begged for one of them to fill me. . I was so wanton, so aroused, Chris. Looking back over my shoulder, I could see the stocky guy was already hard and climbing on the bed behind me. His cock had a real curve to it. As soon as I was entered by that second strange cock, my pussy started to throb from deep, deep down and I started to cum, cum so hard I may have peed. I just totally lost it, I was thrashing around on the bed. I was reveling in the idea of me being a slut, if only for an hour. I was determined to do my whoreish best. I mooed like a cow, I moaned like a banshee. I pushed back and forth on the cock in me with furious abandon. Jim and Mike approached me from the front, both were hard. I told them how much I was looking forward to them cumming in my mouth as I started gobbling both their cocks with wanton abandon. If you think I was in my own lost world of orgasm when we had that ménage' a trois with you and Tom, you should have seen me, I was cumming constantly, sucking on two cocks, fucking another." I have been rock hard and plowing into your wet pussy as you recount your brazen pleasure. You raise yourself up and start to ride me, pinching my nipples. "Yessss, Chris, give me more of your cum, you like this don't you, you like me full of come, being a slut, being with other men". Now its my turn to be guilty, " mmmmmmmm, yes you know I do...." The idea of you being so delightfully and deliciously insatiable sends me over the top. I feel a buzz deep down in my balls, like a short circuit, but I have little left to shoot. I cum, but the release is almost painful "Oh my god, Sarah, ...". You continue to ride me with a slow cadence. "Do you want to hear more?.....It does get a little hazy but, pretty soon, to my surprise, Jim started to get rigid and then came in big spurts. I caught and hungrily swallowed most of it; his cum was really sweet, really unlike any other guy I've tasted. As I was cleaning up Jim, Mike snaked his way beneath me. I straddled him, and welcomed what I correctly suspected was coming next. The buzz cut guy behind me pulled out of my pussy with an audible pop and I slid down on Mike's fat cock below me. Chris, just sliding down on that monster brought me to another mind-blowing orgasm. I was bucking around and didn't have long to get into a rhythm with Mike, when I felt the stocky guy pouring tanning oil onto my lower back and down the crack of my ass, which he then liberally smeared all over my bottom. He stuck one finger in my ass to lube me up, and I came again. Slowly and carefully he started to work that curved cock of his into my ass. The feeling was delicious. I'd always wanted to see what it would be like to be so full. Honestly, it was hard to tell exactly what was going on. All I knew was that it felt so, so good. Once we all found a common pace it was amazing, I felt so alive I thought I was going to explode. I tried to give Jim more head as he pinched my nipples, and was focused enough to get him hard again. I was the center of attention sandwiched between three groaning men and it felt delicious, waves after wave of orgasm washed over me. The guy pumping my ass, started slapping my bottom, causing me to yelp in a muffled way around Jim's cock. Mike liked that and started calling me a little slut. I was slick with sweat and cum and totally into all of it. I was crying with pleasure as those guys filled me. I just wanted it to go on and on. Chris, it was the best sex I have ever had". Sarah's Fun I am rock-hard again, and roll you onto your back, spreading your legs, you help by pulling your knees up to your shoulders. You are staring into my eyes. "Chris, I hope I am not hurting your feelings, but it really was fantastic. I was in ecstasy. They took me places I have never been." I dumbly nod and look down and watch my cock slide in and out between your puffy labia, thinking of what it must have looked like as you were double penetrated. "So how did it end?" "Well, after a minute, Mike started to holler, grabbing my hips and grinding my pussy down on his cock. As he came, I felt his hot come way up inside of me which set me off on yet another wave of incredible orgasms. Mike was just starting to release my hips when the stocky guy fucking my ass, started shouting and hammering away, burying himself deep inside me. I just kept coming and coming, so much so that I was shaking uncontrollably and shouting incoherently. The guy behind me pulled out of my ass, and I could feel his huge load of cum begin to drip out. I stopped sucking Jim's cock and gave Mike a long slow kiss before rolling off him. Then I lay on my back, spread my legs wide in the air, like I am now, and asked Jim to fuck me. He wasted no time and slid right into my swollen pussy. He had a nice thick cock, but I was so stretched from Mike that he just bounced around inside. Jim was a cutie. I grabbed the back of his neck and gave him a deep kiss, sucking on his tongue. It didn't take him long to come. Of course I orgasmed again as he came." I feel the pressure build at the bottom of my balls, it is starting from a long way off, but I am going to come again. You pull me into a kiss and I tense up, coming in long deep thrusts. Afterwards, I lay on top of you and you continue. "I don't think Jim or the other guy were supposed to be away. The other guy put his gear on while Jim fucked me. Mike just sat back in that chair and watched, playing with himself. Over Jim's shoulder I could see he had a smirk on his face and occasionally calling out to Jim to fuck me harder. When Jim had cum, he crawled off me and went to put on his clothes. I was totally in heaven, and laid back on the bed, legs spread, soaking with sweat and filled with cum. I had just fucked three guys and wasn't ready to let the moment pass. I wanted more. The guy who fucked me in the ass was dressed and ready to leave, he mumbled a thank you and leaned over to give me a goodbye kiss. While he was kissing me I guided his hand to my sopping pussy. 'Won't you please fuck my hot pussy?' I moaned into his ear. As I encouraged him, his fingers started to explore inside me. I took his moment of intransigence as acceptance and pulled down on his shorts. His cock sprang out and I guided it to my hungry pussy. He felt great inside, the curve of his cock fit exactly with my g-spot. I loved the idea of taking him against his will. He started to pull my nipples painfully hard and I started to cum and I just kept cumming as his cock massaged my g-spot. Mike got up from the chair and took my open mouth as an invitation to shove his cock in my face. The guy fucking me still had his shirt on and his shorts were around his ankles. It was so hot, he was like a wild animal. He came biting my neck as I sucked off Mike. As he came, I grabbed at his ass trying to pull him deeper into me and when he was done, he was immediately replaced between my legs by Mike, who was now fully erect. Mike started fucking me really, really hard. I was engorged and wet and it felt great. I could see my clit poking out, it was being slapped by every one of his downstrokes, and it was like an electric shock every time. Mike had my legs pressed back to my shoulders and I was wide open. You know how I like that. Both Jim and the other guy must have let themselves out as I was cumming from the pounding that Mike was giving me. I really didn't notice and I think they were rightly worried that I would draw them back in if they stopped us to say goodbye. As he was fucking me, Mike was saying all types of nasty things, like what a whore I was and how much I liked being fucked. He threatened to stop fucking me if I didn't talk dirty to him and so I was screaming out how much I loved his massive cock and begging him not to stop fucking me, when he and I came together in a tremendous orgasm. He lay on me for a minute as our mutual trembling subsided, then gave me a peck on the cheek and went to put on his clothes. I was so charged up I didn't want to stop and I was still hoping to surprise you in flagrante delicto. I got up and gave him a big wet kiss as he made for the door, my tender nipples pressed up against the smooth cotton of his shirt. It was strangely exciting being naked and used, kissing a fully dressed man. He said he had to go; I started licking his ear and begged him to fuck me again. He hesitated. Then I asked him to fuck me in the ass and placed his hands on my butt cheeks. I thought I had him, but after a moment's indecision, he just gave me a little slap, said 'Next time', and winked at me as he closed the door. You missed him by about 15 minutes. I had just started to drift off into a delightful, warm dream" We are quiet for a minute, hugging one another, letting it all soak in. Then you whisper in my ear "Chris it felt amazing to be fucked like that, by guys who I didn't even know, again and again, it was pure rapture. I felt fulfilled and didn't want it to end". You look tired, but there is a confident grin at the corners of your mouth. "Are you okay with that? ....Because I think I may need more of it." I nod and hug you tight. Sarah's Funeral Sarah Shelton had lived more than half her life with all the needs of her husband Samuel uppermost in her mind. Running a distant second were her music students including Phillipa's niece, Su-Ann. Phillipa was a childhood friend of Sarah's. Through a series of coincidences, the two old friends had re-acquainted, and gradually as Su-Ann began to make her way through her adolescence, her priorities changed and the lessons ceased, although the lesson times became the regular weekly opportunity for Sarah and Phillipa to catch up on each other's life and times. They shared a number of interests and when they were together, Samuel had the good sense to leave them alone. This gave Phillipa the idea that Samuel didn't like her very much. It came as a complete shock to Samuel, when on returning from a weekend fishing trip away with friends, he found Sarah lying in bed with laboured breathing and a severe pain in her chest. He called for an ambulance and within less than 20 minutes they were driving her back to hospital in a specially equipped ambulance to assist her breathing and administer her a pain management drip with Samuel on board holding her hand. Sarah she told him to call Phillipa to tell her she would be unable to meet her for their usual cup of tea next morning. Samuel stayed with her beside her bed that night after her initial emergency treatment and she appeared to rally in the morning sitting up in bed and talking quietly, but expressed over-whelming tiredness. Sarah's health deteriorated quickly over the nest three days and Samuel stayed with her the whole time. She passed away in her sleep on the third day holding Samuel's hand. She kissed him as she drew her last breath. He continued kissing her as if trying to summon her back. Then he looked at her beautiful face and started to weep bitterly. Some hours later, Phillipa returned from the hospital café and put her arm around him and said. 'Come on Sam. I'll drive you home'. When Phillipa rang Samuel the day after Sarah died, he was still in shock. She and Samuel spoke about details of the funeral. She insisted she make all the arrangements for his wife's funeral. During the next few days she came to know him in the context of his grief. Sam was appreciative of her attention and care and particularly of the sensitive awareness she showed counselling him and ensuring that her life would be remembered. Sam began to get back to gradually return to normal, although some reminders would readily reduce him to quiet contemplation. Phillipa was busy on the day of the funeral with last minute arrangements she asked Su-Ann to call on him and accompany him to the funeral. As Phillipa had arranged, Su-Ann dropped her mother at the chapel and left her to arrange the distribution of cards with images of Sarah at different ages and the lyrics of some of her favourite songs as well as making sure there were tasty snacks to be had by the attendees after the service. With two and a half hours to go before the outdoor service, there was a knock on Samuel's front door. He opened the door and Su-Ann stood on the front step wearing a short dark purple dress and a pair of yellow high-heeled shoes. 'Hi Mr Shelton,' she said. 'I'm here to accompany you to the funeral. Mum's busy with last minute calls and details to attend to for this afternoon and asked me to go with you. We have plenty of time. Would you like to make me a cup of coffee, or will we go to a café and get one?' 'Come in Su-Ann. I'll put the kettle on. You look gorgeous.' 'I thought you might need a brightener. Do you like my dress?' 'Sensational. I haven't seen you for a few years now. You must have been busy with study. Take a seat and I'll make a cup of coffee.' He went to the kitchen and made two cups of coffee and returned to the lounge and placed them on the coffee table with a selection of cookies, and sat beside her on the couch. They made conversation for a few minutes and then there was an awkward silence while they drank their tea leaving the cookies untouched. Su-Ann broke the silence when she said, 'Show me your favourite picture of Mrs Shelton. I'm sure she turned a few heads in her day.' Samuel stood up and went to the mantelpiece and held a picture of them, standing on the beach together on the 10th anniversary of their wedding. He held it out for her to look at. She stood up and looked at it. 'We were younger then. She was the prettiest girl in school and anywhere else she ever went,' he said, proudly. 'You and Mrs Shelton are my favourite couple. Truly! Everyone else is fighting or separating or divorcing and you two are as tight as anything. I'm really sorry for your loss Mr Shelton. You two seemed to be so happy together and losing someone so quickly must be a big shock for you,' she said replacing the photograph back above the old fireplace. Samuel looked at her silently for a few seconds as tears welled up in his eyes and he slowly began sniffing, with emotion building up in him until he began quietly crying. She moved next to him and put her arms around him. She was almost as tall as he was. He leaned his head on hers and could smell the shampoo in her hair. She didn't crush herself against him but was just close enough that he could feel her breasts lightly touching his chest. 'I'm sorry Su-Ann. I don't mean to make this awkward or embarrassing for you.' 'You don't have to be strong all the time Mr Shelton. It's natural for you to let go sometimes. Better with me than in the supermarket check out or somewhere public.' She looked up at him and could see how sad he was and her heart went out to him. She moved closer to him and let his leg move between hers. She held him close with their bodies touching from their shoulders right down to their knees. They both stood still like that for some time. She became aware that she could feel his penis against her abdomen. She reached up and kissed him on the cheek, and held him prolonging the kiss for 7 or 8 seconds then she rubbed her hips against him and thought she could feel his penis getting harder. All the time she was kissing him, she slowly moved her hips from side to side, lightly rubbing his hardening prick against the lower part of her stomach. She was becoming uncontrollably aroused, and obviously he was too. 'I'm terribly sorry Su-Ann. How could I be behaving like this at such a time? I'm so embarrassed.' 'Don't be so hard on yourself Mr Shelton. Sometimes when your emotions are running so high, I'm sure our bodies act in ways that are a complete surprise.' She put her hand on his leg and moved it upwards stopping just short of the swelling at the top of his leg. 'I'm Sure Mrs Shelton would not want you to put your whole life on hold just because she's not here to share it with you.' He burst into tears. 'What am I going to do without my beautiful Sarah?' He buried his face in her hair as the sobbing racked his body and she held him close until he stopped. Su-Ann quietly said, 'You will keep doing all the things you have to do, and then you will start doing the things you want to do Mr Shelton. You will never forget Mrs Shelton, but soon you will keep living your life full on like you always have,' she reassured him. She moved her hands to his face and looked into his eyes and saw the tears running down his cheek. She could almost feel her heart breaking for him as tears filled her eyes too. They broke and looked into each other's eyes and could see each other's tears. 'I'm such a sook Mr Shelton,' She said, embarrassed for both of them. They dried their wet faces on Samuel's pullover, and she giggled at their seeming adolescence. She moved closer and kissed him softly on his mouth and an interminable time passed. She reached for his right hand and held it for a few seconds then moved it to her left breast, never breaking the kiss. 'Why don't we lie on your bed and just give me a big cuddle. You've made me all teary and I need you to hold me for a minute.' He led her to his bedroom and standing by the bed, she asked, 'Do you mind if I take off my dress Mr Shelton?' She removed it without waiting for an answer. She was naked underneath and he was shocked that she would go out in public, not wearing any underwear, but he was also delighted by the firmness of every part of her beautiful body. She stood still in her high-heeled shoes with her hands on her hips with her breasts thrust forward and her perky round derriere thrust backward. "Maybe you could get undressed as well,' she said loosening the buttons on his shirt. He quickly removed his footwear, shirt and pants underwear. She looked down and his pulsing cock. 'Goodness me,' she said, 'You're getting an erection, and you have such a big cock.' She looked intently at it. It hung down about 6 inches. She could feel her self getting wet between her legs They fell on the bed and embraced. They held each other for a minute in complete silence although his heart was beating so hard that he was sure she could hear it. Maybe it was her own heart she could hear because the more his hardening penis grew, occupying more and more space between them, the higher her level of arousal increased. She ran her hand lightly along his side and around the top of his leg and started lightly scratching his buttocks with her nails. He allowed her to push him onto his back and she ran her fingertips in circles around his stomach, reaching lower with each circle. She watched his penis fill with blood and grow to its full size, then watched as it began to harden and move so a standing position, hovering over his stomach. She reached for his swollen seven-inch penis and found it was so thick, that her hand wouldn't reach all the way around it. She began lightly swivelling her fist around the head, pushing his level of excitement to such a feverish pitch, that he was sure he was going to ejaculate if she continued. 'Your beautiful cock feels so good in my hand Mr Shelton. Thank you for letting me hold it,' Su-Ann said, almost whispering in a husky voice. Samuel was shocked at her use of the word 'Cock'. As they lay on the bed together, their arousal was increasing and Samuel was thinking of the beautiful body that Su-Ann had grown into and the familiar erotic reaction he had just like foreplay with Sarah for all those years. It reminded him of when he and Sarah were younger and he had held back from seeking sex with her until she was ready. In spite of himself, he began wondering what it would be like to make love to one so young after all these years with his devoted wife Sarah. At least he could feel all the curves and experience the touch and wonderful clean smells of Su-Ann's shampoo and soap and perfume as he embraced her on his bed. He heard her voice softly saying, 'Feel how wet I am Mr Shelton.' Su-Ann raised up to all fours and straddling Samuel, she spread her legs wide. She tried to hold her nether lips open with her fingers, but they were too slippery. He ran his fingertips between the lips of her cunt and became even more excited. He hadn't had sex with anyone other than Sarah for the last twenty-eight years and it almost felt like he was entering a foreign country for the first time as she placed the head of his thick cock at the entrance of her dripping vagina. As the thoughts of Sarah were swept aside, his doubts about getting intimate with such a young woman came at him with a rush. He had an erection that was primed for penetration and Su-Ann's cunt was dripping with the slippery moisture of desire. 'I really don't know what I'm doing Su-Anne.' 'I'm very sure,' she almost wept. 'Would you mind fucking me. I'm so desperate, I don't know what I'll do if you don't put this in me,' she pleaded, holding it up to feel the frightening size with the arousing hardness of his throbbing cock. He watched her as she took up her position above him holding the head of his very thick cock. She ploughed the head of it slowly back and forward between her pussy lips tickling her clitoris and heightening her arousal even further. He looked at Su-Ann's face as the swollen head of his rampant cock disappeared into his wife's friend's daughter's sopping wet, slippery vagina. He had entered his cock into another cunt and the guilt he felt faded as he looked at the calm, soft, very understanding face of Su-Ann. She slowly swivelled her hips, sliding it in. He watched fascinated as half of his cock had was inside Su-Ann, and until it completely disappeared and his balls had tightened up and were jammed up hard between her wet legs. She sat on him arching her back and he couldn't keep his hands off her beautiful tits, lightly twisting her nipples. 'MMMMmmmm. That feels so good,' she murmured. She leaned forward, hovering over his body and Samuel began moving his obscenely swollen cock back out, then in to the hilt and out, over and over again. He began building up the tempo, slowed to a stop and hugging her close for a moment, she began swivelling her hips feeling the brutal hardness filling her wet cunt and pushing her close to a climax. She began whimpering as her unstoppable climax held her rigid, then gasping as her orgasm released her from the grip it held her in. She collapsed on him he remained still until her aftershocks subsided. Samuel let her rest for two minutes to recover her breath, rolled her onto her back, and began fucking her again very slowly. Somehow, she could feel the build-up of another orgasm approaching as Samuel increased the pace and she could somehow feel his cock hardening and swelling even further as his climax erupted. He let out a deafening roar as all the pent up tension and grief was let loose. He jetted gush after gush of thick cum into the core of the young woman whose body seemed to be created to arouse him to this height passion, and the beautiful young woman who seemed to understand his need. Su-Ann's face was languid as she experienced the full pleasure of being fucked so comprehensively. As he was wringing the last of his cum into her, she suddenly gasped, 'Keep fucking me Mr Shelton. . . . . I'm going to COME AGAIN.' His cock remained hard and to her delight very serviceable, and she began squealing frantic cries as another orgasm gripped her body. Samuel watched her pretty face straining during the long series of twitching spasms he could feel as her cunt gripped him, and then soften again as her climax passed. He fell on her while they both recovered their breath. Later he withdrew his cock and she felt its long withdrawal tickle the entry of her vagina. She rested to gradually restore herself from rampant twitching female to the young lady visiting the grieving widower.