3 comments/ 63687 views/ 11 favorites Cliff and Gillian Ch. 01 By: DoverCliff This story is a two chapter spin-off from my series East End Lovers, a mother -- son love story. This story is about the son, Cliff, and a relationship he had with an older colleague in the early 1980's. It's narrated by Cliff, and set in North London. The second chapter will be narrated chiefly by Gillian. Any constructive comments on possible content are welcomed. All characters are over 18 years, and all characters and places are fictitious. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX In the autumn of 1982 I was 25 years old and had been working for 6 months as an economist in a government office which was overseeing regional regeneration in Britain. It was actually more interesting than perhaps it sounds and I got to travel around the country quite a bit. I was living by myself in Camden Town, though had a regular girlfriend; as anyone who's read the East End Lovers series will know, I was also having a long term relationship with my mother, though at this time we only got together occasionally. I was working in central London, in an office with around 30 staff, a mixture of economists and admin people. The senior admin officer was named Gillian, and in those days before personal computers we had a lot of face to face contact and got to know each other quite well. Gillian was around 58; she was a large woman, not so much fat as well built or what we then called stout, with very large pendulous breasts, and shapely legs. She wore glasses and had a round, attractive face -- she must have been very pretty in her younger days -- and short silvery white hair. Overall I suppose I sort of fancied her, though without wanting to do anything about it, though I did from time to time wonder what it would be like to have those breasts either side of my cock! I had heard that she had been widowed a year or so before I joined the office. Partly because of this, I didn't go out of my way to flirt with her. However, after I'd returned from my summer holiday with a nice tan, she made a remark about it suiting me and I began to detect a few looks and smiles coming in my direction. As always I was flattered though again as always I never assumed she actually fancied me. On Fridays it was customary for the younger members of staff -- and some older ones -- to go for a drink after work, and Gillian sometimes came along. I noticed she was starting to come more regularly and I put it down to getting over the loss of her husband. I usually left the pub around 7 to meet my girlfriend Jenny, though she also had a job involving travel and around once a month would be away. On one particular Friday evening in October, when Jenny was not around, I stayed on and found myself chatting to Gillian for much of the evening. It got to 7 pm and most of the others had gone home; there were only four of us left, and one of the other lingerers suggested we go to the India Club along the Strand for a meal, and I was up for it so said yes. I was half expecting Gillian to leave at that point, but she wanted to come along too, so we piled into a taxi for the short ride to the restaurant. After the meal, the other two dashed off to catch trains from Waterloo, and I was left on the street with Gillian. It was then that she dropped her first surprise— "Cliff, I was wondering if you might like to come back for a coffee... or maybe a glass of wine? It's quite early and we don't have work tomorrow? How about it?" Of course she might have just meant she wanted to make me a coffee.... But I thought this might well be an offer I couldn't refuse. I suddenly found that actually I did fancy her quite a bit. Gillian lived in Barnet, a few stops further up the Tube line from Camden Town so getting home would be easy, if I needed to. So of course I agreed and we headed for the Tube. Back at her house we agreed that wine might be nicer than coffee. I had been drinking beer and was desperate for a pee, so headed to her bathroom -- and while there I gave my todger a good wash just in case... Gillian was sitting on the sofa with two glasses of wine ready and her very shapely legs demurely together. She had put some Ella Fitzgerald on the stereo and there was just one lamp on. "Well Cliff, here's to the future, whatever that might hold..." We chinked our wine glasses, and then she leaned towards me and our lips came together, closed at first and then of course we started tonguing each other and my hand went to her wonderful large tits and I could feel the flesh straining at the thin materials of her bra and blouse. I groaned out loud at the simple pleasure of it all. "Hmmm, yes, I thought you might fancy me Cliff.... I've seen you staring at my tits and I wondered if you might fancy older ladies. I must tell you that I'm a bit rusty on the physical side of things though...". She kissed me again and our hands started to roam around each other's bodies -- mine onto her tits and hers on my chest and then down to my erection. She pushed me back on the sofa and I watched her as she undid my belt, unzipped my fly and managed to extract my hard cock so it was sticking straight up, glistening with pre-cum. I was totally taken aback by the speed this had happened, and mesmerised. Gillian stared down at me. She unbuttoned her blouse, removed it and sat there in her plain white bra, nipples already firm and pushing through the cotton. "Goodness Cliff you are a nice hard boy... I do like a good hard set of cock and balls...and you're big too... that's just as well 'cos, well to be totally honest, I do have quite a large fanny too and I'm afraid small cocks never used to make enough impression... I hope this doesn't all sound too shocking to you? ... No, I thought not.... If you want I can tell you more about me a bit later but first I'd like to break the ice...". With that she leant towards me and sucked my cock into her mouth. She still had her specs on and even though this had been done to me plenty of times before, I'd never been with anyone as mature as Gillian -- she seemed like everyone's favourite granny. She was as confident and forward as anyone I've ever met before or since, and I suspected there might also be something of the Dom about her. She left off sucking me and looked directly into my eyes. "Right Cliff, I want to freshen up before we go any further. I think you should too... I'll go and get myself ready for the shower, and if you want to pop into the bathroom now and have a shower then that would be nice..." We both got up and I went straight to the bathroom, quickly undressed and showered, and just as I finished Gillian walked in wearing a dressing gown. She shooshed me out telling me to get into bed. Her bedroom was painted a dark red with gold and red curtains. There a large dressing mirror on a moveable stand in one corner. However I didn't have much time to admire the décor before Gillian came back wearing her gown. "Now Cliff, it's our first time together and I hope not our last. I do want to be straight and open with you from the start. You're a young man and I expect you've got lots of spunk in you and expect lots of sex, and that's very nice for both of us. I have to tell you I've not had vaginal sex for a while and I don't want to end up all sore and not being able to sit down for a week. So what I suggest to keep us both happy is that you can take me once in my vagina, and other than that I'll suck you, maybe let you cum off between by breasts, and I also like it in my bum... that doesn't shock you does it, I expect you've done it with your girlfriend -- though not too rough up there... so you get to cum lots but I don't get too sore in any one place.. I think that's a fair offer..." A fair offer? Goodness, I thought I was one for straight-talking but Gill took the biscuit. She smiled - she knew I wasn't going to say no. She went to the bedside cabinet drawer and got out a new tube of KY jelly, placing it meaningfully on the top. With that she undid her gown and let it fall to the floor. For the first time I saw her massive pendulous breasts, which at the same time managed to be full and round from the front, while hanging like large oval fruits down towards her waist. As I've said she was a big woman but while her stomach was well rounded there were no folds of excess flesh and though her thighs were thick they were also smooth. Her cunt was covered in a mass of hair, a mixture of brown and grey, and while she'd trimmed it around the top of her thighs, she had let it grow in a wide triangle up her stomach. The slit of her cunt was a darker streak in the midst of this mass of pubic hair. I sat up on the bed and pulled her hips towards me, slipping my fingers between her thighs and feeling the already wet entrance to her sex. I parted her pubic hair and started to run my tongue around her cunt lips, tasting the tangy mix of soap and juices. I thought it would be best if she didn't have the last word on everything so I asked her to get on the bed on her hands and knees. "Right Gill, can I have a little look at your arse... yes that's a good place to start, I think a bit of kissing's in order don't you... (at this Gillian shivers with anticipation and groans) hmmm yes you like a bit of arse kissing don't you..." I probed her arse with my tongue and licked around the very sensitive area between her arse and her cunt -- this was a favourite with my mother and I'd learnt from her the best pressure to use and how to combine using fingers and tongue. Gillian's cunt was sopping by now, her lips spread -- I could see what she had meant by being large. I pushed in 4 fingers and I still felt she could take more. By this stage I was ready to burst I was so aroused, so I reached for the KY, stuck the nozzle end in her bum and squeezed a really large dollop up her, using my finger to lubricate her rear passage ready for my cock. Before I went in though I asked her for a final suck, and she obligingly turned around, took my penis in her hand and gave a good deep suck for a few seconds before turning back away from me. I had chosen to start with her bum because I knew of course that the first fuck would be the quickest and I didn't want to make either of us too sore by spending too long in her tightest passage. I'm really a pussy man myself and have always seen bums as the icing on the cake, if you like. Gillian had large smooth buttocks and I knew I wouldn't have to penetrate her anus too deeply to get the feeling and friction along my cock that I craved. How right I was. I put some more KY on my penis, spread her buttocks wide and carefully eased the helmet of my cock into her anus, sliding in easily though not deeply. I pushed her buttocks back together so it looked as if the full length of my shaft was penetrating her. "There Gillian, I'm inside for the first time, goodness what a tight bum you've got, I won't last too long this time, here let me rub your cunt too, ohhhh yes goodness you're fucking wet and swollen, I can feel your clit nice and hard..." "Yes please Cliff, lover, fuck, yes rub me while you're in my arse, you feel so big, haven't had anyone up my bum for ages, forgotten almost what it feels like, yes, rub hard, come on make me cum, if you like I can fuck you in the bum too, I've got a nice big strap-on for boys like you, or maybe you'd like me to bring in another girl and you can fuck me and she can use a strap-on in the same hole...." As you can imagine I wasn't really prepared for this side of Gillian -- I really had thought of her as a big-bosomed granny rather than a very randy and probably pretty kinky woman -- and the words got me ever more aroused and I told her I was about to spurt and I rubbed her really hard and as my cum started to shoot into her bum I told her I was cumming, rubbed her even harder and felt her shiver and spasm too... "Ohhhh Cliff, yes I'm cumming too, you lovely fucker, oh goodness that's good, keep rubbing for a second, yes that's enough, leave off now, ohhhh what a nice cum..." As soon as I'd shot my full load, I pulled out of Gillian's bum and we collapsed next to each other on the bed. She took my head in her hands and gave me a long deep kiss. She then put her specs back on, explaining she wanted she see me properly -- I found this strangely sexy, having this white haired woman lying next to me wearing only glasses. I decided that when it came to cumming in her mouth, she would definitely be wearing them! It was still only around 10 pm, and we were both excited with each other and wanted more before we went to sleep. As I recovered I asked her where she'd got all her sexual experience. "Well, until I was about 50 I was just an ordinary married lady -- I loved my husband Dave, and though sex had been going downhill for ages, I didn't think to do anything about it. We would do it once or twice a month, though he was clearly struggling to keep it up at times -- he was a fair bit older than me, either that or he didn't fancy me much any more - and other than that I used to masturbate occasionally. "It was my husband who suggested we might like to get other people involved to make it better. We talked about it a lot and I wasn't really keen. Eventually I agreed to try another couple, and he answered a few of those ads you get in these contact magazines. We got some Polaroids of us with naked but with masks on and sent these with the replies. "It wasn't exactly a roaring success. I think we met 3 couples but though we learnt quite a bit about what was going on, we never really clicked with anyone, and never had any sex. Then Dave put our own ad in one of the mags with a photo, and worded it saying we were open to suggestions, but especially welcomed younger couples interested in role play and also single Sub ladies. He said I was bi-curious -- which was a cheek really as I hadn't agreed to that. We got about a dozen replies. "The first ones we met was a couple in their twenties who had said they wanted to do role play pretending they were our son and daughter. They were nice looking, and after a first meeting in a pub we arranged a second meeting at our house. Well, I think they were as new to this as we were, but I'm quite a good actor, and I did the role play thing right from the start. To cut a long story short, I ended up straddling my "son" on the living room floor while Dave fucked the brains out of his "daughter" right by our side. We used condoms of course. We saw them from time to time for about a year, and did all sorts of stuff -- I got screwed by Dave and the other guy at the same time, both in my fanny, Dave had sex with the woman while she sucked her husband off... By this time I was of course getting aroused again, and Gillian, who had been holding my limp cock, was the first to know. As soon as she felt me start to harden, she started to massage my cock, and I started on her again, so we were both quickly ready. "Cliff I really think it's time for you to make love to my pussy... it's probably going to work better if I put a pillow under my bum -- I know I'm big and this helps me to feel you -- is that OK? Of course it is -- and the other thing is that it helps me to cum if you talk to me -- you can be as dirty as you like, I love hearing all your filthy thoughts... and one final thing, you can be a bit rough too, don't hurt me of course but you can hold me down and things like that..." I asked her to keep her specs on, arranged her across the bed with a pillow under her hips, and legs wide apart, and knelt in front of her showing her my hard cock.... "There that's what you do to me Gill, this is all down to you, flaunting your tits at me in the office, crossing your legs so I just get a glimpse of your knickers, now I've fucked your bum, and now you're going to have to take it right up your hairy old cunt, look I'm slipping it in now.... Ohhhh fucking bollocks, Gill, you've got the wettest cunt in London, I think you need two cocks in you to fill you right up, yes look at me pushing it in and pulling it out -- shall I take it right out for a moment -- look at my cock, how wet and red you've made it -- now it's going back in again, yes now a nice regular fuck up your cunt, yes in and out, I bet there've been lots of cocks in there before me, you must have made loads of men spunk up you, I bet you've had them queuing up taking their turn..." Whilst when I had sex with my mother we would always talk dirty to some extent, I never felt before like I did with Gillian -- that I really could say anything I liked and she would get turned on by it and never think I was over the top. Her cunt was big and after a few minutes I pushed her legs together and put my legs on the outside so she held me tightly. She was groaning with my thrusts and saying fuck oh fuck me; while it only seemed like a few minutes, we must have fucked for over half an hour, when I got to the point when I knew I had to cum, so I pushed her legs open and asked her to wrap her legs around me. At that moment I thought I was in Heaven -- we kissed deeply, I seemed to fill her deep cunt completely and as I started to spurt in her I said - "Oh Gill, yes you're making me spurt my sticky spunk right inside you, I'll push down on your clit, can you feel me on your clit, there, hard on your clit, come on Gill, I'm cumming, you cum too, yes it's spurting out now, again and again..." Gillian screamed softly and I felt her shudder and her skin seemed to glow hot for a moment, and she told me she had cum too. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I had no intentions of going home and Gillian clearly wanted me to stay. After we had had intercourse, we must have fallen asleep without much further conversation, as I don't remember anything until the next morning. I can't say I felt great when I woke up on that Saturday morning -- I had had one glass too many. Gillian seemed to be still asleep so I went to bathroom and had a shower and cleaned my teeth. As I was going back to the bedroom Gillian was coming out and she told me to go back to bed and she would bring up some breakfast. I dozed off again as the next thing I knew, Gillian was sitting beside me in her dressing gown with a plate of scrambled eggs, toast and tea. She had had a shower, and looked refreshed and older -- older I guess because she had no make-up on. I found this incredibly sexy, and she let her gown fall off when she got back into bed. "Let me tell you a bit more about what happened to our sex life after Dave placed that advert. As well as that young couple who pretended to be our son and daughter, we got replies from quite a few single men and 3 or 4 young women. Dave was very keen to meet the girls -- the randy old sod. We met a couple of these but frankly I don't think they fancied Dave. Anyway, when we agreed to meet a third woman, I went along at first by myself, and we got on famously -- I think she saw me as a mother figure. She had a boyfriend but was just as keen on girls and had some experience. We agreed she should visit and that we would play around with each other and Dave could watch but do nothing more unless invited. "Stella was a lovely girl -- about 28, quite plump but very pretty and intelligent. I wasn't sure what to do really, but when she arrived we had a couple of drinks and a kiss and cuddle on the couch and then went to bed. She had brought along some vibrators -- I'd seen these before but never had one -- and she used one on my pussy and I did the same. She also had a strap-on dildo which she said she'd never used. We were both quite tipsy and quite aroused by then -- though in some ways I was still glad Dave was around. "Anyway Stella managed to fix this dildo on herself and she stood by the side of the bed while I lay down with my legs hanging over the side either side of her. She used a vibrator on my pussy and then eased the dildo up me and started to fuck me. It was amazing... I came again and again. Afterwards I pulled her down on the bed and went down on her like nobodies' business - I wanted to repay the compliment and made sure she came properly too. Cliff and Gillian Ch. 01 "All this was nearly too much for my husband. He had his cock out and was starting to play with himself, but Stella stopped him and told him to put on a condom and come and join us. It took a bit of doing, but Stella straddled him and let him fuck her pussy while I kneeled behind her with the strap-on and pushed up her bum. Poor old Dave didn't last long but I went on with Stella and finished her off with my hand." By this time I'd finished the breakfast and was of course erect again. Gillian cleared the tray away, got out some sort of moisturiser and smothered this on my cock. "Right Cliff, I think it's time for you to enjoy my breasts don't you? How do you want to do this?" We ended up sitting on the bed facing each other, with my legs around her waist. I could bring my cock right up to Gillian's chest and she pushed her tits around me so I could fuck them as much as I wanted. As I've said her tits were very full and while they hung down they were also very full so they never seemed droopy. Her nipples were large and when erect formed firm knobs about ¾ of an inch across -- perfect for sucking. She had clearly done this before, and very quickly I got to a high state of arousal which I managed to keep up for a good 20 minutes. I leaned back on my hands as I watched my cock being massaged by those massive tits, with Gillian -- wearing only her specs -- smiling at me and keeping up a filthy conversation with me. "Right Cliff, now for your third fuck hole -- only my mouth to go after this... is this like fucking a girl's cunt or is it like being sucked - what has the cat got your tongue? -- oh well never mind, I'll need another shower after you shoot all your sticky mess over my breasts -- no I won't, I'll make you lick it all up before you get any more fun out of me." And this is what she did. I've had some sexy sights in my time, but watching the tip of my wet hard cock appear at the top of Gillian's tits and then slide down, only to reappear at the next thrust, was something to behold. Watching her face -- looking more lined and older without make up and aged even more by her white hair and specs -- I felt for the first time in my life that I was with a much older woman. Though my mum was of course older too, she never looked as fully mature as Gillian and for the first time I began to appreciate the erotic appeal of the ample bosomed late middle aged woman. I must have cried out when I finally ejaculated onto Gillian's chin and chest because she shushed me; and then she told me to lick it up. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx After a cuddle, Gillian asked me what my plans for the Saturday were and I explained I had shopping to do at some point but wasn't meeting my girlfriend until the evening. Gillian said she had housework to do but suggested I stay around for lunch. Of course I hadn't yet had the pleasure of the final of the four holes she'd promised me -- her mouth -- but I hoped she might offer me this as a dessert. The rest of that morning was both weird and also strangely erotic. Gillian asked me to help with the work, which I was happy to do, and gave me a list of cleaning jobs. However I only had my office suit with me so she suggested I wear some old footless leggings she had and a sort of vest. I often wondered about in later years but I'm pretty sure now it was some sort of Sub-Dom scheme she was playing out -- me in this instance being the Sub. The leggings were surprisingly tight -- they can't have been Gill's - and revealed the bulge of my cock clearly. Meanwhile Gillian wore similar old leggings and a thin clingy top with no bra. We both worked hard and after a couple of hours we had hoovered and scrubbed everything in sight. We were quite hot and sweaty. When we finished we sat in the kitchen drinking tea; I think Gillian then decided to take her Sub-Dom scheme a bit further to see how I'd react. "Thanks Cliff that was really nice of you to help out. Can I get these old clothes off you and put them in the machine please -- just stand up...." She pulled off the vest thingy she'd made me wear and then the leggings and also my underpants. She then took her top and leggings off -- she had no knickers on so we were both naked. She watched me for a moment and of course my cock started on its usual journey towards the ceiling. "Oh Cliff, you filthy boy, you can't stop thinking about sex can you -- look at that monster- and after all the fun it's already had. I really think this is too bad -- what do you think I should do about it?" I'd played somewhat similar role-play with my mum quite often and I knew that in this type of situation my mother would get aroused by spanking me and also being spanked herself. So I said- "I am sorry Gillian -- I'm afraid I just can't help myself; when I look at you I just get aroused without thinking -- I know its bad and I accept it'd be right if you gave me a good spanking to teach me a lesson... However Gill, you've brought this in yourself by showing me your tits and cunt, so I think you need to share some of the blame..." "Yes I do so agree Cliff. Well about the first part anyway -- I have a special slipper for bad boys like you. But first I'd like you on your knees in front of me please -- yes right down there, and I'd like you to lick clean my sweaty old fanny please.... Yes like that, come on Cliff, use your tongue on me, come on boy, harder, stick your tongue in my cunt, lick me, come on, come on..." I can't say it was too comfortable kneeling in front of Gillian on the hard floor and tonguing her clit but she had started something rolling and I knew it would break the spell to stop, so I did my best -- which is pretty good if I say so myself -- and though she was sweaty and I could still taste the bitter taste of my cum from last night, I did bring her off. As soon as she had cum, she pulled me up, marched me to the bedroom, got a leather slipper from a drawer and bent me over the bed. "Now this is what happens to boys who can't control themselves and get an erect penis as soon as they see an old ladies' tits and fanny -- yes a good hard smack on the bum -- yes and another one..." She was clearly not new to this and she gave me 6 really stinging smacks -- harder than my mum gave me when we used to mess around like this. When she told me it was over, I turned to her, pushed her on the bed, turned her onto her back and spread her legs. "Right now Gillian, you were right to give me a good spanking but you have to take your share of the blame and I'm afraid you need a good lesson in flaunting yourself about and letting dirty boys like me have you in each hole in turn, so now you need a good thrashing...". And I really didn't spare her. She got the slipper across her bum and the top of her thighs until she started to whimper and she begged me to stop. I gave her one last wallop and lay down beside her, but with my head at her feet. I pushed her over onto her back and straddled her, with my groin in her face and my face next to her thick pubic bush. I started to lick and suck on her cunt lips and moved my cock to her mouth. "Now come on Gillian you bitch, suck my cock please... yes that's right and I'll tongue fuck your cunt..." Of course I couldn't say much more as I started to give one of the longest and deepest sessions of cunnilingus I'd ever given -- which is saying something considering how much my mother liked me doing this to her. We were both hot, sweating and our bums glowed from the spankings we'd applied to each other, and all in all it wasn't surprising that we rolled and fought first with me on top and then Gillian on top and then me again, struggling each other to make the other lose control and cum first. She won naturally, as she was in this respect at least the most experienced and she was a woman after all. I came in a long hot spurt in her mouth and then when I'd finished she told me to suck harder and even harder and then she allowed herself the luxury of a deep orgasm. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx It was strange on the Monday morning when we saw each other in the office. I'd gone back home as shagged out as I'd ever been. Fortunately my girlfriend Jenny had a cold and didn't want sex on that Saturday night -- though when we made up for it the next morning it was Gillian I was fantasising about when I came. I was keen to see Gillian again, but she was remarkably busy with a variety of friends and outings, and it was around 10 days later on a Wednesday evening when I finally got myself invited around for dinner. She went home straight from work of course and I followed an hour or so later. I had assumed we'd just have a meal and then go to bed; I was taken aback when Gillian opened the door in her dressing gown and ushered me in quickly. I'd splashed out on some champagne and she took this into the kitchen to chill it; then she took my hand and led me into the lounge and took off her gown. The sight was mind boggling -- she had on stockings and suspenders, a very small almost see- through pair of knickers, but most revealingly, a bustier which came just below her nipples, showing off her magnificent tits in all their bare glory. "Well do you like it Cliff?... yes I thought you would. Now if we're going to eat in costume, as it were, you'll need to put something sexy on for me.... What do you fancy... how about these?" "These" were obviously got out for me already - they comprised a sort of see-through very tight vest, in some sort of satin, and some silk open-crotch women's knickers. I'd seen this sort of thing is sexshops but had never worn anything like it. Gillian stood in front of me and pulled off my shirt and trousers, then my underwear, and with a brief glance at my thickening cock she dressed me in the top and then the knickers, pulling my balls and cock through the slit in the crotch. I was fully upright by this time. "Right now, you look suitably exposed -- let's have starters..." I admit I was expecting some sort of sexual starters, but Gillian really did mean food. I found it difficult to keep myself under control as I had to watch her walking back and forth with her arse practically bare and her tits with their hard nipples pushed out in front of her by the bustier. As we ate she told me more about her sexual adventures with her husband. "After the experience with Stella, Dave was very keen to find more women for threesomes, but I was pretty sure Stella was exceptional and we'd struggle to find anyone like her, and actually I fancied more straight sex. "One of the places we'd been told about by other people was a club called Sunniskies Adult Club. This place was a few miles away from us in the country, and had originally been built as a holiday park -- a bit like a small Butlins I suppose but not on the seaside -- but had gone downhill a few years before and had fallen derelict. Well, this guy Larry had bought it, had managed to get planning permission for houses on some of the land, and had used the money from this to do up what was left and to build a big indoor pool and sun bathing area. He opened it as a naturist resort, and it did OK. "After a time Larry found it paid best to run it as straight naturist resort in the day, but to open it as an adult club for some nights, to bring in swingers and people who liked to watch. I was keen to try this out -- much keener than Dave. I had to threaten to go there by myself before he agreed to come along. "The first time we went there was one Friday night in April -- about 6 or 7 years ago. We drove up and went to the reception desk. We paid to get in and to hire towels. The girl on reception told us where to change, and said that we could wear the towels around us if we wanted in the bar and lounge but that it was expected everyone who went into the pool area would be naked. "So were went into the changing rooms -- these were separate for men and woman -- stripped off, put everything in the lockers apart from my handbag, and wrapped up in towels. We went to the bar and bought drinks, and had a look around. There were about 15 or 20 people in the bar -- all couples, single men were banned -- and they were all in small groups, so we assumed they were old hands. "We felt a bit out of it, so we went out to the pool area -- this was really nice and modern -- and took off our towels. I was ready to do a runner at this point, I felt so nervous. Well, it was all a bit different by the pool. There were two groups of 4 already getting into the swing of things. A middle aged couple and a younger couple in their thirties were sitting with their feet in the pool -- they had obvioulsy swapped partners, and were kissing and both guys had erections -- and another group with two older couples were lying down on the mattresses off the loungers. One of the women was sucking a man's cock, and the other was rolling a condom on the man. "Well at least there was something happening. Just behind us another couple had come into the pool area, and it was sort of natural to say hello to them. It turned out they were new too. His name was Colin - he was quite nice looking, around 40, and his wife called I think Pat, looked a bit older. She was shy and had her hands in front of her fanny at first. We chatted and watched the other groups for a while. Colin made the first move and commented on my tits -- surprise surprise -- and started to stroke them. His cock was half erect. Dave put his arm around Pat's shoulders and also started to touch up her tits. "Dave got an amazing reaction -- instead of pushing him away, Pat turned full towards him and kissed him hard on his mouth, grabbing his balls. Colin just grinned and kissed me, pressing his penis into my stomach and making pretty clear where he wanted to put it. We moved to a spot with a couple of these sun longer mattresses on the floor -- then Colin said just a second, and went to a bowl we hadn't seen before and brought back a couple of condoms. He handed one to Dave, and wished him good luck. "Well, needless to say, it didn't take us long to start having sex -- Colin got on top of me and fucked me like that, while Pat straddled Dave and gave him a goog hard ride. Afterwards I had sort of expected to spend the rest of the evening with them but it didn't seem to work like that -- they made off and within a few minutes we had linked up with one of the older couples from another group. "Dave managed it once more though I think it was a bit of a struggle -- the woman he had was called Emily and she was the oldest there -- late 60's I think. I did it with the guy she was with -- he was much younger, I don't think he was her husband, in fact they looked so alike I think it might have been her son." Gillian told me all this and more, and my view of her was now totally changed. A nice old granny -- I don't think so -- randy, kinky slut was more like it. My cock was raging hard and as we'd finished eating, I started to help Gill clear up. Of course I couldn't keep my hands off her in the kitchen, and she pretended to get angry with me. I knew she wanted to spank me and suggested that she used one of the wooden spatulas she'd just washed up -- so she did. She made me lean forward over the kitchen counter, pushed the knickers into my bum so my arse was bare, and applied the spatula with some force. She also squeezed my balls until I squirmed. "Yes Cliff, you are a dirty randy boy aren't you? I've been watching your penis as I told you about the club -- hearing about me being fucked got you really turned on didn't it? -- what a filthy mind you must have, getting turned on by hearing about old women like me being fucked in front of their husbands -- I bet you'd like to watch me being fucked by other men and women wouldn't you -- there, you need another 6 strokes before I've finished with your bum..." After the last stroke, I just couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed Gillian by the hand and pulled her back into the living room and pushed her down in one of the armchairs, pulling her hips towards me so her hairy fanny was right at the edge of the seat. The knickers she was wearing were thin and see-through, and I just pushed them aside to reveal her swollen cunt lips. I kept on the crotchless knickers she'd made me wear, kneeled in front of her, kissed her deeply and without looking down found her sex entrance with my cock and slid in right to the top in one easy thrust. After the first few hard pushes I settled back into a good long series of deep thrusts, not too quick, making sure that my cock was angled into her cunt so she could feel me despite the size of her sex. She pushed towards me too, and at most thrust ends I could feel the firm flesh of the entrance to her womb pushing against my glans. I sucked and bit her tits as hard as I dared and told her that yes, I did get turned on thinking about her being fucked by other men, and in front of her husband, and that she was just as randy and filthy as me and I was just about to ask her when I could see her being fucked by someone else when it all got too much and I came as strongly as I've ever done, shooting what seemed like a bucketful of spunk into her. For a moment she became like a house-proud granny again as she told me not to get my semen on the armchair, and then I'd pulled out and she had pushed back her knickers to catch my cum and she stood up and took my hand and we went to her bed. Before getting in she took off the top and crotchless knickers she'd made me wear, and stripped herself too. She went downstairs to get some coffee and when we were back in bed sipping the hot drinks, she told me how fond she's got of me and hoped I didn't mind this. I was flattered of course and told her I really liked her too. We started to kiss and cuddle, and before long I was getting hard again. She said that as I'd gone along with her little peccadilloes earlier that I could do anything I wanted to her. I was tempted to ask her to suck me off but I thought the sexiest thing I could think of was for her to get dressed up as if for work, with her glasses and make-up, though with stockings not tights. She laughed at this, and said she'd need to wash off some of my cum before dressing up, so got up, took her clothes to the bathroom, and about 20 minutes later came back just as if she was going to work. She had a plain white cotton blouse stretched across her huge tits and what I soon found out were dark stockings held up by suspenders. She stood by the side of the bed and I inspected her, pulling up her skirt to see what underwear she had, and seeing a pair of large whiter knickers over the suspender belt. I told her it wouldn't do to be dressed like this in the bedroom and took her downstairs -- bear in mind of course I was naked and sporting a very upright penis. Downstairs I told her to go outside and ring the bell. She went out, and rang the bell. I let her wait until she rang again, and then let her in. As soon as she was in the hall, I pressed her against the wall, kissing her hard and pulling her blouse out of her skirt. I lifted her skirt to her waist, got my hand inside the waistband of her knickers, and pushed them down to her knees. I bent my knees and without pausing, pushed her legs apart as much as the knickers would allow, and hand guided my cock straight up her cunt. "There Gill, I can't wait for you any longer, I need to fuck you now, right here, standing up, yes, come on kiss me, yes that's nice, let me get this blouse undone so I can get at your tits, oh, it's bit fiddly, come on, you get the buttons undone, yes now I can get you bra off your tits, oh what great tits you have..." I pretended this was the first time I had had her, and she went along with it. It did lack comfort but more than made up for it with sheer passion. Because I was taller than Gill, fucking like this meant she really felt my tool thrusting in and out and there were no complaints about not feeling me. When I felt my cum starting to well up towards the spunking end of my cock, I put my hand down to her clit and rubbed her hard; it had an amazing effect on her. I realised she was also finding this position and being clothed with me naked a real turn-on and she started to cum just as my semen started to shoot up her. Cliff and Gillian Ch. 01 "Oh Cliff, that's so good, I have to say this, oh goodness, I love you, I love you, oh just fuck me again and again, of yes I can feel your hot stuff in me, oh Cliff, you're so beautiful...". I was surprised by how passionate Gillian was, but what she said made the final moments of my cumming even more exquisite than normal. I told her I thought she was beautiful too, and meant it. As my penis slipped out from her, I pulled up her knickers and joked about not wanting to stain the carpet. I stepped away and just looked at her -- she really did look incredibly sexy, as though she really had stepped inside the door straight from work and been immediately fucked by her naked and lusty young lover. "So Gill, when can I see you being fucked by someone else then?...." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ...to be continued... Cliff and Gillian Ch. 02 This is the second and final chapter in a story which is a spin-off from the mother–son series "East End Lovers". It's mostly narrated by Gillian, though some is told by Gillian's neighbour Pam (it's clearly indicated where this happens). For those who have not read chapter one, Cliff is 25, and Gillian is a 58 years old colleague. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx When Cliff told me he fancied watching me having sex with someone else, he made it sound like he was half-joking, giving me an out if I didn't want to pursue it. He also made it clear he had participated in swapping at least one girlfriend before, so he wasn't new to the idea and could handle it. I didn't do anything about it for a few weeks anyway – I wanted to get to know Cliff better and we soon developed a fantastic sex life together. He had a lot to give and I was able to take it – he had me in the kitchen over the sink, on my knees in the bath, on the sofa and on the floor (he liked me to straddle him so he could play with my big breasts) and of course again and again in bed. My cunny had a sort of permanent tingle to it, even though we only actually met up once a week or so. I know I looked a bit like everyone's favourite granny with my white hair and specs, and sensible dresses, but as Cliff described in chapter one, I had been round the block a few times and I considered myself quite experienced sexually. Even so, my love life with Cliff continued to take my breath away. He encouraged me to wear very conservative outer clothes, while wearing sexy underwear, and he'd look at me when passing in the office knowing that under my sensible grey woollen dress I was wearing a black lacy bra and matching knickers which – if we were meeting that evening – he'd have off me as soon as we got in the door. We tried to meet each week, either mid-week or if his girlfriend was away, on the Friday evening. Sometimes Cliff would go back to his flat first and follow on, but mostly he came up with me after work. I remember one particularly passionate night we had early in January of 1983. We were bundled up in winter coats and cold and wet after we'd walked to my house from the Tube. As soon as we were inside, Cliff made it clear he couldn't wait to have me. We took off our coats and Cliff told me he'd had a permanent erection all day just thinking about me. He kissed me and I felt his hardness against my stomach – I always loved to feel how turned on I made him, and feeling his penis in this way always quickly brought on my own swelling and lubrication. "Come on Cliff, let's go into the living room and have a cuddle ("Cuddle" being my euphemism for sex)... shall I keep my boots on for you, I don't think we've ever done it like that have we?..." I was wearing the usual winter footwear of black knee-high boots. I took Cliff's hand and led him through to the living room. I always liked to see him naked so as we kissed and touched each other up, I got off his shoes, jacket and shirt and then his trousers, leaving his long cock sticking out of the top of his pants. I couldn't help smiling, and he quickly pushed his pants off. Being winter I was wearing tights. I was aroused and wet from our kissing and touching and I just wanted to feel Cliff inside me. I solved the problem of how to get him there by kneeling in front of the sofa, pulling my dress up to my waist and pushing my tights and knickers down as far as I could – I still of course had my boots on. I know we all have our likes and dislikes, but I don't know of any man who wouldn't have been electrified by looking at me in this position – clothed above the waist, then soft smooth bare flesh from my waist to my mid-thighs, my legs just apart enough to see my swollen cunny with its mass of pubic hair surrounding the long wet gash of my sex entrance, then my white knickers taken down as far as they would go on top of my tights and then my black leather boots. If I'd been a man I would have ravished me there and then! Which fortunately was exactly what Cliff did. "Oh goodness, Gill I just can't believe what I'm seeing... I've just got to fuck you, there let me get at you... ohhhh that feels soooo good, you're totally fantastic to fuck, here let me get at those big soft tits of yours..." He unzipped the back of my dress as he pushed in and out, and unclipped my bra, bringing his hands around to my front and massaging my globes and squeezing my nipples until I gasped and told him not to be so rough. I don't know when Cliff had last had sex – I assumed he had seen his girlfriend a night or two before – but I hadn't had sex since having Cliff the previous week, so I was more than ready to climax. I did a fair bit of DIY but I've always found that cumming with a man inside made it all more intense and last longer – so as Cliff pushed in and out, I rubbed my clit and carefully paced it so if possible I would cum at the same time as Cliff shot his load. Cliff was usually very good at pacing himself but I guess on this occasion he just couldn't help himself – maybe it was the boots – and he ejaculated his spunk in me quickly, before I had got to a point where I could cum. "Cliff, just stay in me while I get myself off, love .... Oh you were a good lover, I do love having you up me, you always feel so big and hot, there, I'm getting there, I'm getting there, just a few more rubs, yes, oh yes, oh yesssssss..." It was a lovely long cum even through Cliff was rapidly softening in my cunny. He slipped out and I quickly pulled up my knickers and tights to hold in his outpouring as I already enough of his cum stains around the house and didn't want any on my best work dress. It was wonderful then just to chat as I made a meal for us, and to get a bit tipsy with a couple of glasses of wine. I was very fond of him, and he told me that he was very, very fond of me (though not enough to give up his girlfriend, I thought.) We had a meal and as usual went to bed soon afterwards. Before we actually got to bed, I made him wash me in the bath – I forbade him actually to get in – well I thought he shouldn't have everything his own way, but asked him to strip off and wash me as I wallowed in the hot, bubbly water. I made sure he was very thorough around my lower parts! It was glorious again in bed. Cliff went down on me, gently sucking me and gradually building up and up to a much harder suck where he took my clit right into his mouth, rolling it around and finger fucking me until I climaxed. Then he moved up on top of me, forcing my legs wide apart, and slid his manhood inside in one smooth deep thrust, filling me and making me gasp as I felt the tip touching my womb. "Gill, oh Gill, I fancy you so much, every time I look at you in the office I just want to undress and fuck you, I really really do like you, of Gill, you're making me cum, it's all starting to come out into you, oh Gill I love you....." That was all so lovely and sexy and even a bit romantic. Of course I knew he didn't really love me, and that we just sexually besotted with each other, but I told him I loved him too as his semen spurted into me, and it was a sort of unwritten rule from then on that we'd say I love you at the peak of our lovemaking – but not at other times. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx As it happened Cliff's request to watch me with someone else did raise the possibility of doing something I'd been wanting to do for a while – which was to go to bed with one of my neighbours. There was some history here. The neighbour in question was Alan, who was married to Pam. I'd known them for a good ten years and when my husband Dave was alive we'd been very friendly. When we'd first met, Alan was around 55 and Pam nearing 60. However, they looked younger, partly I'm sure because they were then both keen cyclists and were very fit and usually sun or wind burnt. To cut a very long story short, we'd introduced them to the Sunniskies Adult Club after they'd complained about lack of excitement in their lives (note – this Club is described in chapter 1 – it was basically a club for couples to go and "swing"). The first time we took them there, I wasn't sure if Alan and Pam had in mind to do a swap with myself and Dave, but in the changing room Pam told me she didn't fancy Dave. It was a bit of a shame as I did fancy Alan. Like us the first time we went, Alan and Pam were very nervous at first, but they were a good looking couple – Alan was lean and tall, with a dark complexion and Pam was also tall, with well-cut short grey hair, small but still quite firm breasts, very shapely legs and a round, very well proportioned bum – and other couples soon took to them. The first evening we went along with them, I think Alan and Pam must have fucked 3 couples – Alan seemed to be able to recover very quickly, and when erect he looked very well-endowed and handsome and someone very few of the woman at the club would refuse. I certainly wouldn't have if I had had the chance – but I didn't. Since my husband's death, I'd seen less of them, but Pam sometimes dropped in for a chat. I'd been seeing Cliff for a couple of months when one evening Pam called by. We chatted away and she asked me about the young man she'd seen me with several times. I was open with her and told her about Cliff and how good he was in bed. Her eyes lit up – she clearly found him attractive and it didn't take us too long to get around to talking about getting together for what we called a "party". She told me Alan did fancy me and would be only too keen to do a swap, as long as she could have Cliff. When I next saw Cliff I asked him if he would be interested – I think he was a bit wary because of Pam's age (she was approaching 70 by this time) but in the end I talked him into it and he agreed. The "party" was set for a Thursday evening. I made Cliff a meal, and we both showered – of course I put on the most seductive clothes I possessed, including stockings and a low cut blouse which showed off my lacy bra and gave me a really huge deep cleavage. When Alan and Pam arrived, and Cliff saw Pam for the first time, I could almost see the sparks fly – he was really taken with her, and I saw at once that they were going to hit it off. Pam looked gorgeous – she had on a tight dark blue skirt with black stockings, and a tight light blue silk blouse which showed off her small tits and nipples very well, giving her a cleavage I wouldn't have thought possible. She had had her hair cut, and while it was grey, it showed off her pretty features to good effect. Alan had brought wine and what he called an ice-breaker, "Dare U Play?", an adult board game he claimed never to have played before. Well, Alan and I sat on one sofa, and Cliff and Pam opposite on the other, and we poured the wine, chatted about not very much, and Alan set up the game. It was one of those games where you throw dice, move along spaces according to what you got, and when you get to a space marked "Take a truth card" or "Take a dare card", that's what you did. If you didn't want to tell the truth or perform the dare, you had to remove an item of clothing. It wasn't exactly subtle, but it did get things started. I don't recall all the details of the game but a couple of items stick in my mind. I had to tell about the last time I had sex, so described meeting Cliff the previous week, when he'd had me over the sink as soon as he'd arrived, both of us fully clothed, and how later I'd taken him up my bum in bed. Pam's eyes widened when I described the anal act. Pam later had a dare of measuring the erect penises of all men who were playing (the game included a tape measure!); Alan and Cliff were only too happy to get out their dicks, Pam helped them get hard and did a very thorough job of measuring them (I think they were both around 71/2 inches). By this time we were all well tipsy and Alan and I and Cliff and Pam started to lose interest in the game and instead started to snog and pet. Alan stood up and stripped off his remaining clothes, pulled me up and took off my blouse and skirt, leaving me in my bra, knickers, suspenders and stockings. Cliff and Pam stopped snogging and watched us. Alan was semi-erect, and I kneeled in front of him and sucked him hard. I was wet and ready to be entered, and was very happy when Alan turned me round, slapped my bum and unclipped my bra and pulled down my knickers. He felt my fanny and knew I was ready; I lay down on the sofa, legs open, and within a few seconds Alan was inside me. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx [THIS NEXT SECTION IS NARRATED BY PAM] When Gillian asked me to write down what went on between me and Cliff at the party, I was unsure if I could do it – I've never written anything about sex, and although I've always enjoyed sex I thought I was too respectable to write about the things we all did. In particular, I didn't think I could use some of the words I thing Gill uses. However, having read what Gill wrote, I thought I'd have a go using the sort of words she uses – "fuck", "cunt" and so on and I've found I've sort of enjoyed it and that it's quite liberating. So here goes... I'd been looking forward to the party a lot. This was partly because my sex life with Alan had gone downhill for some while – I just think we'd got bored with each other. He still fucked me once or twice a month, but I didn't cum with him. We'd stopped going to Sunniskies after a couple of bad experiences with people who just wouldn't take no for an answer, and then the Club had actually closed for a while. Instead I'd started to masturbate a lot. Although I was approaching 70, I still had the old feelings about wanting sex, and I had bought a vibrator, which I used whenever I could get a moment to myself. I'd seen Cliff a few times arriving and leaving, and thought he was very good looking, and he was also tall with a good figure (I'm 5'8" and didn't like men being shorter than me). I suppose I'd started to fantasise about him a bit, and Gill's suggestion made me think he might be just the man to get me into sex again. I'd chosen my clothes carefully. I'd bought some new lingerie, and under my skirt and blouse had on a lovely white lacy bra and panty set with matching suspender belt holding up my stockings. I hoped I would get to go to bed with Cliff, and as my cunny doesn't always get as wet as it used to I'd smeared on some KY jelly to get me started. I knew I looked good for my age, but was still concerned Cliff would find me too old and wrinkled. I was nearly 70 after all, and although I was still fit and trim, my hair was grey and I had my fair share of lines around my face. However I realised from the start that he liked me a lot. Alan insisted on bringing along this daft adult game, though I suppose it did get us all going, especially when I got the card telling me to measure the men's hard cocks. I was delighted that Cliff was as big as my husband! I thought Gillian had overdone the tight clothes and cleavage thing, but Alan of course loved it and couldn't wait to get stuck into her - literally. I'd been kissing Cliff and was enjoying feeling my cunny puff up and get wetter, but when Alan stripped Gill and she had sucked him, and then he'd at once started to fuck her on the couch I thought I'd prefer a bit of privacy, so stood up and took Cliff by the hand to Gill's bedroom. As soon as we were alone, Cliff told me how much he fancied and wanted me. He really was lovely in what he said about my looks and how aroused I made him feel – it's very rare at my age to be so flattered, and I think he meant it too. He took all his clothes off there and then, leaving me still fully clothed; he did look gorgeous, a nice sleek body with little body hair, a good strong cock and well-filled balls, full of nice sticky spunk - I couldn't help but imagine the semen spurting out from the tip of his cock into Gillian!. I sat on the bed and he knelt next to me. From what Gill had told me about their love-making I knew they did a lot of sucking and licking, so I carefully took hold of Cliff's cock, drew back his foreskin and took the head into my mouth, gently squeezing his balls with my other hand. "Oh Pam, oh yes that's so good, don't make me cum though, I want to save that for your cunt, oh you're so sexy, I just love your body, I'll suck and fuck you all night...". I wasn't really used to the very explicit language – some men I'd been with at the Club used the words, but not in the way Cliff did – but I found it turned me on. "Come on Pam, I need to see what you've got, let me take off that skirt, yes, oh what nice knickers, now let me undo your blouse... wow you look incredible, just let me have a look at you..." Cliff stepped back and stood admiring me – of course I admired him too, his hard cock now fully upright, moisture oozing from the tip. I turned around a couple of times, as I knew I still had a nice tight bum. I'd trimmed my pubic hair until it was just a small dark triangle pointing to where my cunny lay. "Pam, could you just take off your bra please... yes oh you've got lovely tits... now please turn around and take down your knickers and bend forward with your legs open.." I wasn't sure exactly what Cliff had in mind, but turned my back to him, slowly lowered my white panties and kicked them away, then opened my legs and touched my toes – not bad for a 70 year old! I knew he could see my fanny and bumhole too, and wondered exactly what he was going to do. The next thing I knew I was feeling Cliff's mouth and tongue on my bottom and cunny – he was kneeling behind me, had pushed the cheeks of my bum open and was licking my anus and fanny. Goodness he was good... I had never had my bottom licked and tongued before and the whole experience was very exciting, if a bit nerve wracking too. Cliff then pulled me upright and pushed me face up onto the bed, and then went down on my cunt again, very hard, sticking a finger of one hand in my anus and two fingers from the other into my fanny. I would like to have cum, but I was too nervous and excited at the thought of being entered by this gorgeous young man. I pulled his face off my cunny and asked him to make love to me, and he looked up, smiled, and with what seemed like one single motion, moved his body onto top of mine and entered me with his lovely hard cock. I can't tell you how good that fuck was – it made me feel like I was a young bride again, except Cliff was much better at it than Alan had been on our honeymoon. He kept going for as long as I wanted, and rubbed my clit with one hand while massaging and finger fucking my bum with his other hand. We talked to each other as he pushed his cock in me and then slid back, and then pushed in again – "Oh Cliff, what a good lover you are, no wonder Gill is all over you, I bet she can't get enough... you like older ladies do you... I'm old enough to be your gran, does that get you going, does it get you hard and excited?... yes I thought it does... I expect you'd like Gill and I together in the same bed wouldn't you.... That's such a naughty thought, you having two old ladies to pleasure with your big cock, what would you do? I expect you'd bend us over and fuck us for five minutes each in turn... but we'd make sure you made us cum before we let you take us..." "Yes Pam, you and Gill together, yes please, you're much tighter than Gill you know, she's got a really big fanny and even with my big cock sometimes she doesn't feel me properly...but you're much tighter, I'm sure you can feel this and this and this...." By this point, Cliff had raised my legs so they were sticking in the air, meaning he could penetrate me even deeper, and I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my womb. He was rubbing my clit hard with his hand, and I was close to cumming but didn't quite make it – Cliff just couldn't hold out any longer and I felt his cock spasm inside me and felt his hot spunk pouring out deep in me. When he had finished cumming I asked him to pull out so I could finish myself off; he pulled out but stayed on top, taking his weight on his arms and legs, and he watched as I rubbed myself to a quick and very noisy climax. Cliff and Gillian Ch. 02 Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx [AT THIS POINT GILLIAN TAKES OVER AGAIN AS THE NARRATOR] I didn't really notice Pam taking Cliff upstairs as I was enjoying such a good hard session with Alan. It was only when he'd shot his load inside me that I realised the opposite sofa was empty. I thought for a moment that Pam had bottled out and gone home, but Alan was quick to reassure me they'd gone upstairs. They came down again about an hour later. Though Pam still had on her suspenders and stockings, they had clearly had sex – I could see some of Cliff's spunk trickling down Pam's inner thigh until she wiped it away, and they both had big smiles. I had had another couple of drinks and was very tipsy – possibly a bit too tipsy. I announced that each of the ladies should decide in turn what would happen and that it was my turn first. I don't know quite why I did this – I can be very bossy at times. Anyway I announced that I wanted both of the boys in my fanny at the same time. I don't think anyone was really expecting this and if I'd been more sober I would have gone for something a bit less challenging – but once I'd said it the die was cast. Alan was magnificent – he went along with what I wanted, and even suggested possible ways we could do it. In the end we opted for Alan half-sitting, half-lying on the sofa and me straddling him with my back to him. This left Cliff with the job of getting his cock in me from the front – fortunately we could all see the funny side and once Alan got in position and got his erection up and in my fanny, Cliff was with a bit of effort also able to bring his cock up to me if I leaned back, and join Alan in my sex passage. It took a bit of coordination to get their thrustings to work in unison, but after a minute it all came together and I was away with two good-looking man each with their cock in me. Pam was I think a bit put out by the direction I'd taken the evening, but she had another drink before we got stuck in and then joined in, touching up Cliff's bum and balls while he was fucking me. In a perfect world of course the men would have cum together – along with me – but in reality Cliff ejaculated first and pulled out and it took Alan a couple more minutes to climax. As I moved off him my fanny was oozing cum all over the place and I was grateful when Pam handed me a bunch of tissues to stick between my legs. After this Alan told us he was done in and could perform nothing further with his cock that evening. This must have helped Pam decide what she wanted to happen next – as she told us she wanted Alan to take me to the spare bedroom and suck me off while she did the same to Cliff, and then Alan and I and she and Cliff would spend the night together. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx [PAM TAKES UP THE STORY AGAIN AT THIS POINT] I was a bit puzzled by Gill and her having the two men inside her fanny at the same time as I certainly could have thought of a heap of better ways of being pleasured... but she did sort of play into my hands. What I really wanted was to spend the night with Cliff. We hadn't agreed what the staying over or sleeping arrangements would be but having the say on what happened next after Gill had had both Alan and Cliff let me take the decision to sleep with Cliff – and in Gill's bed! I took him into the bathroom and got us both nicely showered off, before we went to bed. Cliff got me to lie down on my back and spread my legs wide, while he kneeled in front of me and just gazed at my naked body and my sex passage – he just couldn't take his eyes off me. I felt more alive and aroused then than I had ever done with the guys at the adult club – Cliff smiled at me as though he really liked and fancied me rather than seeing me just as another fanny to poke. He moved around to me side, staying on his knees, and I stroked his cock and he reached down to gently rub my fanny. I asked him if he wanted me to keep to my promise to suck him off, but he said that while it would be nice to be sucked he really wanted to have full sex with me again. I did take him in my mouth for a while, but he asked me to stop and then lay down on his back next to me. "Pam, will you straddle me please – I'd really like to be able to look at you properly while I'm inside – you've got a lovely face and great tits and I'd like to make the most of them – we may not get another chance...". I told him of course we'd get another chance if he really wanted and that if he wanted to meet me at his flat by ourselves then that would be lovely. He nodded in agreement, then pulled me over and so I straddled him, and he brought his penis to my fanny, and I eased myself up and lowered myself very slowly down on his erection. It was a lovely session of love making. He looked at me all the time, smiling that lovely handsome smile of his, and bent me forward to kiss my nipples and mouth. I don't know how long we went on – it must have been at least half an hour, and then I could sense Cliff was reaching the point of no return, and he grasped my bum and arched back. I could feel his penis spasming inside me, shooting all his lovely hot spunk into my cunny. I thought that was it, but Cliff knew I hadn't cum, and he sort of slipped out of me, moved down the bed under me and got his mouth on my fanny. He pushed in a couple of fingers in to me, and a further finger in to my bum and started to suck on me really hard. I wasn't sure if this would do it, but he kept at it and before long I could feel that lovely soft melting wave of orgasm drifting across my insides, and I gasped and pulled myself away as my cunny took on that extra high degree of sensitivity I got just after cumming. Cliff and I had sort of clicked and got on in a way I hadn't thought possible – after all he was only 25 and I was nearly 70. Who says sex can't cross the generations? Anyway, before we separated the next morning we'd agreed to meet at his flat in Camden, but not to tell Alan and Gill about it. I knew this was very sneaky but I was a bit besotted and from what I could see of Cliff, he was too. We had had to arrange the meeting for one afternoon as I didn't have any real excuse to be out alone in the evening any more. This first meeting was about a fortnight after our original foursome; I hadn't had any sex with Alan in the meantime – as far as I could see all he could think about was Gill's ample bosom and slutty attitude to sex. I was nicely dressed for the meeting with Cliff – lots of lacy undies and stockings. He met me at Camden tube and we had agreed to have lunch before going to his flat, so he took me to a small Turkish restaurant – well more of a café really – where we had a meal of meze and salad, looking to the world like a mother and son out for lunch. His small flat was in a quietish side road, and it was full of film posters and bright ethnic throws and rugs – a really nice bright place. He took my coat and jacket and put his arms around me from behind, nuzzling my neck and telling me how much he'd been looking forward to seeing me again. He didn't waste any time – almost at once he began to unbutton my blouse, pulling it out of my skirt, and feeling up my boobs as soon as he got my blouse open. "Oh goodness, Cliff, you are a naughty boy, you haven't even offered me a coffee, we can't just go to bed straight away, oh, come here let me give you a nice kiss.... Hmmmm that's very nice, oh you're still being very naughty, goodness I can feel your cock...." Cliff was all over me of course, taking his shirt off as soon as he had pushed my blouse right off and then moving on to try to remove my skirt. I had to help him with the little hard-to-move zip, and soon that was off too and I was there in front of this very randy young man in just undies and stockings. Cliff didn't take any time at all to get the rest of his clothes off, and then he was very forcibly guiding me to the bedroom and then I was flat on my back on the bed and he was on top, kissing me and moving his body so his erection rubbed against my groin. My heart was thumping and I realised that for the first time since I had got married, I was totally alone with another man without Alan knowing, and that the man was going to fuck me, with no husband to give me dirty looks if I got carried away or started to enjoy myself too much. "Cliff, just stop for a minute, I want to have a look at your manhood, come on kneel next to me.... Hmmmmm, you're big aren't you? And you do get wet at the tip, I don't think Alan gets wet like this... do other men get so sticky? And your balls are nice and firm, is that 'cos they have all this wet cum in them that you're going to shoot out in to me? Oh you do look good pointing straight up like that, in fact I think you look quite magnificent.." At this Cliff grinned, reached round behind me to undo my bra, and then got up and stood in front of me, leaning down to grasp my panties at the waist, and telling me to lift my bum so he could get them off. He then just stood gazing at me – I was a bit shy and moved my legs together, but he told me not to do that, and moved forward so he was standing between my legs and I had to keep them open so he could look at my fanny. "You look totally gorgeous Pam... what a lovely body you have, and those tits just take first prize... but the best bit of all is that perfect wet swollen cunt of yours..." And he reached for me, putting one thumb either side of my thighs, and opening me up. I'd brought my KY with me – I think I've told you I didn't get as wet when aroused as I used to – but hadn't applied any, as this time the juices were flowing fine and as he ran his fingers along my fanny I could feel how wet I was and that I'd have no trouble accommodating his big penis. He had me the first time with me flat on my back. He slid in easily and then pushed my legs together with his legs so making it very tight for him; I hadn't had this done before, but I really liked it as it made me more sensitive and it reminded me of having sex when I was still young and first getting used to taking a man inside my body. He really was lovely to be in bed with. He took his time to explore me – my boobs, my bum – he explored this with his fingers and when he found I liked being touched there he kept a finger just inside my bottom right through the lovemaking – and my clit, which he rubbed and stroked until he found how I liked to be touched there too. He kissed me and when we weren't kissing he was looking into my eyes and making me feel very special. He told me when he was reaching his limit and about to cum, and though I didn't climax at the same time, his orgasm was so intense and clearly so very enjoyable I felt I given him some sort of very special present. As soon as he'd cum, he withdrew his cock and asked me how I wanted to cum, but I said I didn't really expect to cum, then he straightaway went down on my cunny and started to tongue me even though I'd not even had the chance to mop up his semen, and he sucked and licked, and though it took some while, he did make me climax in a way much better than the small way it happened when I rubbed myself off, and then I took his face in my hands and kissed him and tasted his spunk and told him he was the best lover I'd had. He smiled and told me he thought I was great too, and that he loved my body and that me being much older was a real turn-on for him. I asked him if he'd had other older ladies apart from Gill; he was a bit coy and said there was one woman he saw from time to time who was older and who he slept with but that she was quite a lot younger than me, and that I was the perfect older woman for him, trim, experienced, sexy and with a strong appetite. Cliff had me twice more that afternoon, once from behind and once with me straddling him – like the time we'd done it in Gill's bed. I think he would have had me again but by this time I was sore and I needed to get back home; I had a shower and Cliff insisted on watching me put my sexy undies and stockings back – he had another erection after all this. Always best to leave them wanting more! I continued to see Cliff every month or so for more than two years. It would have gone on for longer but my husband had a mild stroke and what with this and some family problems which arose, we decided we had to move completely out of London to Norfolk. Cliff told me I was always welcome to "pop in" on any occasion I came back to London for a visit, but I didn't. He stayed with me though in one special way – thinking of him and his lovely body, thick cock and hard balls was the quickest way for me to make myself cum, with or without vibrator! The end.