5 comments/ 64694 views/ 6 favorites Cliff and Sue By: DoverCliff This story is a spin-off from the mother-son story "East End Lovers". Readers don't need to know that series at all as this story is self-contained, though chapter 6 of EEL contains some cross-references for anyone interested. The story takes place in London at the end of the seventies. The language and activity is more restrained than in EEL, reflecting Sue's character. There's a fair amount of exposition as I'm trying to give a feeling of reality as to Sue's motivation in sleeping with Cliff -- Cliff's motivation needs little if any explanation! I also have a hope the story might appeal to some women readers (if such exist). Hopefully there's enough action to keep everyone's interest. All characters are over 18 and fictitious. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (Cliff starts off the story) In the summer of 1979 I had just graduated from the University of Kent with a good economics degree and had obtained what was in effect a trainee position in the Treasury -- though it wasn't called that then. Even in those days with far fewer graduates around, this was a very good job to get -- though I'd worked hard enough to get it. I'd had several girlfriends at college though for the first two years, no-one serious -- I guess this was at least in part because of the sexual relationship I had been having with my mother -- until at the start of the final year I'd met Sally. She was a year older than me and was just starting a post-graduate degree in the same subject. She was extremely bright, and like many very clever people she loved sex. Having been tutored in these matters by my mother, and having had a variety of experiences with her which I guess few other guys of my age had had, I was able to do things for and with Sally which even she hadn't had done before. We became an item of sorts and she began to open up other worlds in terms of travel and culture which -- coming from a council flat in London's East End -- I'd never known existed. However, this story isn't about Sally -- it's about her mother Sue. When I met Sue in 1978, she was in the process of divorcing her husband. Sally gave me the lowdown. Sue and Harold had got married in 1955; Harold was in the army and ten years older than Sue, who had just done teacher training. I guess he'd cut a dashing figure at the time and turned lots of young women's heads. Anyway, Sue fell for him and they got married, he left the army, got a job in overseas sales, and Sally arrived within the year, and another sister a year and a half later. Sue had returned to teaching once her daughters were at school, and by the time we met was a head of department and deputy head of the school. There were two problems with the marriage - Harold (who I met and rather liked) was a bit pompous and old-fashioned generally, but more importantly was pretty useless in bed. Sue had assumed being much older than her that he was also experienced but in fact he was no more experienced than his wife, and while Sue was happy to learn, he suffered from a range of hang-ups and never managed to satisfy Sue. He just rolled on her and rolled off shortly afterwards, and sex apparently became less and less frequent until it stopped altogether after fifteen years of marriage. Sue I should say was very attractive. She was medium height, fair haired and slim -- slimmer than my mother, with smaller breasts (I knew this early on as we went swimming once and I saw her in a very clingy costume) and a round, pert arse. I also liked her as a person -- I think she sort of took me on as a case for improvement -- though I never imagined she might ever be interested in me in any other way. Anyway, by the time I left university in mid-1979, Sue and Harold had divorced, sold the family home in Harrow, and with the ample proceeds had each bought flats elsewhere, Sue in Pimlico and Harold in Chiswick in West London, out towards Heathrow. Sally wanted to work abroad and was well-qualified to do so, and while one part of me wanted her to stay around, I sort of realised she wanted to move on from our relationship. She specialised in development economics and just after we left university she managed to land a plum job in her field in the West Indies. There was no way she was going to turn this down, so we amicably agreed it was probably the end for us, but that we'd stay friends. There was just the going away party and departure to get through. She decided to hold the party the day before leaving at her mother's flat and then to leave at the end of the party to stay with her father who'd take her to Heathrow for the flight the following day. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (Sue takes up the story here) I suppose Sally and I had a much more open relationship than most mothers and daughters at the time. Because I was a teacher, I thought I knew how best to talk to her from an early age about sex, and when she started going out with boys she (I think) usually told me what she got up to. When she was 18 she decided she wanted to lose her virginity (unusually she didn't have a boyfriend as such at the time) and while I was unsure this was the right thing to do, my own far than perfect sex life as a young woman helped me decide that being open was better than pretending girls of her age didn't have sex, so we talked about it, sorted out contraception and when she did find someone she fancied, I helped ensure she had the opportunity. I suppose to some extent I began having a vicarious sex life through what Sally told me she did -- at that time I certainly didn't have any sort of love life involving anyone else myself. She must have had a dozen boyfriends in her first two years of college, before meeting Cliff, and I'm sure she slept with all of them. I suppose I must have been attracted to Cliff at some physical level from the start though I never let such thoughts surface and I was anyway tied up with my divorce and moving home and job. It was Sally who stirred up my interest by going on about how good Cliff was in bed -- she said none of her previous boyfriends were anywhere near as good. She was if anything a little too explicit -- she was using a cap for contraception, which is messy business (I knew as like many women of my generation I had relied on a cap too), and told me how instead of objecting to it, Cliff learned how to prepare it and insert it to her vagina, as part of foreplay. Harold had made me go to the bathroom to put it in! She also told me he was bigger than most of the boys she'd had sex with -- it really was Too Much Information! With hindsight I suppose that by the time of Sally's leaving party in my Pimlico flat, I was an archetypal frustrated mature woman, in her physical and sexual prime, just waiting to be plucked. You might ask why I hadn't a boyfriend by this time -- well, in those pre-internet days it was really difficult for someone like me to meet men. I was teaching in schools with few men -- and those few there were generally not attractive -- and to cap it all the one extra-marital experience I'd tried was a disaster. I won't go into too much detail, but shortly after my divorce I did start to go out for an occasional drink with a married male colleague. After an end of term party, he came back to my flat and he started kissing me. I thought, well now or never, and when he put his hand up my skirt and started to massage me, I started to touch his penis through his trousers. We ended up on the bed, with my skirt rucked up and my knickers down, while he had his trousers and pants around his ankles. He was about to enter me when I reminded him I wasn't on the Pill and that he'd need to use a condom. Well, of course he didn't have one, and he got very shirty and said he thought all divorced woman were on the Pill, and now he was just frustrated. I though he was behaving very badly and after that I just wanted to get rid of him and the easiest way to do this was to relieve his frustration, so I masturbated him until he climaxed, and it was all rather messy and I ended up even more frustrated. We didn't try again. The farewell party went well, and Sally was picked up by her father around midnight. About 8 or 9 friends and family had stayed to see her go, but they all left shortly afterwards. Cliff was clearing up in the kitchen (what a well-trained boy I thought, his mother has done wonders with him -- little did I realise how very true this was), and we suddenly found ourselves alone. I told him it was OK to leave it, he'd done enough, but in truth he had done much of what needed doing, so we carried on and finished off the clearing up. By this time it was around 12.30 am; Cliff was clearly tipsy and as he had arrived on his old motorbike I thought I should invite him to stay in the second bedroom. "That's very kind Sue but I don't want to be any trouble -- I'll be fine on the bike, really." At that point we heard the first sounds of heavy rain on the window -- Cliff looked out, saw it was pelting down and grimaced "Oh blow, it's raining hard, I didn't bring my waterproofs, look if you really don't mind..." I told him that I really didn't mind, and I caught a glimpse of a look he gave me, not a look I'd seen from him before, and I began to wonder, gosh does he fancy me? I would have to watch my step! The second guest bedroom had a small corner shower, and I showed Cliff how to use this and left him to it. My head was spinning a bit from the party and the drink, and my daughter leaving, and I knew I wouldn't get to sleep easily, so I read for twenty minutes, but I was reading a book with some quite explicit sex scenes and I found my hand gradually moving down to my stomach and then my vagina, and I found I was already moist and a little swollen, and I started to stroke myself, but it was one of those days when stroking didn't work. I felt hot and restless. What I usually resorted to in such situations was my trusty vibrator, every spinster's best friend, but I hadn't used it since moving in and remembered I'd put it in the chest of drawers in the living room. I knew I'd find it hard to sleep without getting rid of the accumulated frustration, and got up in my nightdress and went out down the hall to the living room. I rummaged around and finally found it, and I thought I should test the battery so turned it on.... Because I was still a little drunk I hadn't heard Cliff in the kitchen next door, and when I looked up from the buzzing vibrator I saw him, glass of water in hand, towel wrapped around his waist, just as surprised to see me as I was to see him. I don't know who was most shocked. I must have turned crimson with embarrassment. I turned the vibrator off and was about to flee, when Cliff's towel started to slip -- he grabbed it and stopped it falling down completely, we both smiled and he started to laugh and so did I and he did the last thing I thought he'd do, and came across and put his arms around me and hugged me. I flinched - "You shouldn't be doing this Cliff, you're my daughter's boyfriend, and I'm old enough to be your mother..." "Sorry Sue, it's just that, well you're standing there with that er, vibrator, my towel is falling off, when I got back to bed I was going to do exactly what you're about to do, 'cos I feel too tense to sleep and need to relax -- sorry it's a bit like one of those Ray Cooney farces, except it's for real...". I put my head on his shoulder. I should have pushed him off, but well to be honest, I thought it's just a hug, he saved me from extreme embarrassment, we can afford to be nice to each other. "Sally had a much bigger one -- it had a sort of extra prong to stimulate her bottom..." "Cliff, I really don't need to know that, anyway I already knew about that thing Sally had, she showed it to me when she bought it...". He put his hand under my chin and turned my face towards his, and gently but very firmly started to kiss my mouth, pushing his tongue between my teeth, and I resisted at first, not the kiss exactly, but him inserting his tongue, but in the end I let him have his way with my mouth and we French kissed deeply and for a long long time. I'd never actually been kissed so deeply and so -- well to be honest -- so competently. "Cliff, we need to talk about this, perhaps tomorrow...". "Better to talk now, we won't sleep anyway even if we cum, come on don't worry I'm won't do anything horrid like pounce on you". I didn't really know the best way out of the situation, and I was feeling light-headed. In the event we went to my bedroom. The towel had come off and Cliff's penis was erect, indeed pointing straight up but he seemed unconcerned and I sat against the headboard and Cliff sat on the side of the bed, his towel now lying loose across his lap. "You are spectacularly gorgeous you know Sue. I'm sorry about the divorce and everything. Sally did tell me a bit about it -- and you know we're just friends now, I doubt if she'll be back in England for at least a year, and I won't be going out to see her, the air fares costs a fortune." He leant towards me and kissed me again, even more gently, and put his hand on my breast, just rubbing my nipple enough to make it hard. "Cliff, we can't go on, I'm too old for you and it's not safe, don't get carried away, I'm not on the Pill, I've been using a cap, and I know you know all about those because Sally told me you used to put it in...". "Have you still got it -- tell me where it is and I'll get it". "Cliff, no, we don't know each other, the gel might not be any good any more, it's quite old...it's in the bottom drawer over there." I pointed to a tall chest of small drawers I used for personal odds and ends. He got up, letting his towel fall, showing me his erection, not quite fully upright, but he was totally unconcerned, and it swung from side to side as he went to the drawer, found the cap and the gel, brought it back, looked with me for the expiry date, and found it was just about OK. He took out the cap and laid it on the bedside table. He stretched towards me and pulled off my nightdress. He moved up beside me and kissed me again and then put his hand between my legs and moved my thighs apart, touching my vulva and pushing my lips apart and stroking my vagina with his middle finger. He worked on me until I was wet and swollen, kissing my mouth and breasts, nibbling my small hard nipples. He now kneeled across me, reaching for the cap, opening the tube of gel and smearing it around the rim of the cap and placing a dollop in the centre. "OK, I'd like to push it in -- is that OK?" "OK, go ahead, just remember it's been a while since anyone has touched me there, so go carefully". He squeezed the cap and pushed it inside my vagina right to the top so it sat where it needed to. He certainly knew what he was doing. He felt around it to make sure it was seated properly, then smiled and kissed me. When Harold had made love to me, he had put most of his weight on top of me before entering me, but the first thing I knew with Cliff was feeling the tip of his penis pushing aside my lips -- he took his weight on his arms and legs, and for the first time I appreciated the value of having an experienced lover. He was careful not to push too deep or too hard until I was ready, but slowly moved in and out and gradually increased the depth of his stroke. He was big, though not so big it hurt, and within 2 or 3 minutes the while length of his penis was sliding in and out, with me feeling the tip of his organ against my womb each time he was at the top of his stroke. He looked down at me and kissed me from time to time, but what I remember most was that he talked to me. "Ohhhh Sue, you're so good to fuck, you are so gorgeous, you have the most beautiful tits, and you are so pretty, and your cunt is just wonderful....". As you might imagine, this wasn't the sort of language I was used to. Of course I knew and had heard these words, but my husband never used then and never really spoke to me at all when making love. I found it all very confusing -- but so exciting. As did I find some of the things Cliff started to do to me -- he reached one hand down to my clitoris and started to very gently rub it. With his other hand he somehow managed to cup my bottom and gently put one finger up into the crack until it just reached my anus. I knew all about anal intercourse but had never been touched there. "Sue, I'm going to cum soon, do you want me to carry on rubbing you, do you want to rub yourself?" "No you just cum, I can finish myself or you can use the thingy on me, just enjoy it and cum...". He took away his hand from my clitoris and looked down -- just a few more strokes and this lovely young man would climax inside me, the first time a man had done this ... for how long? I didn't want to count. With his other he squeezed my bum, and pushed his finger again up into my anus -- this came as a shock but just then he started to thrust longer and harder and it hurt a bit, and then I felt his penis spasm and I sort of sensed his semen spurting hot and wet deep inside, and Cliff arched back and cried out my name softly, before kissing me one last time. I was not used to love making and by this time I was getting a cramp and I moved upwards so his penis fell out. We didn't say anything further. He got my vibrator, and turned it on, carefully massaging my vulva and then trying to find my G spot. I had to help and though I'd never used the thing with a man, it worked quickly and effectively as always and I climaxed too, much less violently than Cliff but it felt so good to release the tension, and to feel the sticky mess between my thighs and we fell asleep within minutes. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (Cliff continues the story) Waking up next to Sue was pretty much like a dream come true. I really thought she might throw a wobbly and kick me out, and indeed when I woke up she was up showering in the bathroom, so I thought well, it was nice while it lasted but she came in with just a towel around her and took this off when she got back into bed beside me. "Well, what do we do now?..." she said, "It is Saturday." I had assumed there would at least be some soul searching or a heavy conversation (probably followed by a rapid exit by myself, feeling bad for being told I'd taken advantage of a lonely woman who'd had a glass of wine too much). Instead Sue kneeled up in bed naked, her lovely small tits pointing forward and her pretty smile directed straight at me. I pushed back the sheets to show her my rapidly engorging cock. She leaned towards me and kissed me -- and for the first time, touched my cock. "Wow, it doesn't take much to get you going does it -- Sally did say you were a pushover whenever she fancied a bit! Cliff, would you mind if I straddled you this time?" Could she straddle me? She could have fucked me hanging upside down from the balcony if she'd wanted. "But first you know what you need to do for contraception? The pessaries are next to the gel". And indeed they were -- Sue had retrieved the pessaries you needed to top up the gel when having more sex, and had left them handy for me. I knew what to do of course, and pushed out one of the small bullet shaped devices, and carefully opened Sue's lips and pushed it right as far I could reach. She winced a bit. "I'm still a bit sore from last night -- do be careful, when you're inside". With this, she straddled me and took my cock in her left hand. She opened her lips with the other hand and very carefully inserted the tip of my cock into her cunt. I lay still, to let Sue decide what depth and speed she wanted. I caressed her arse, parting her cheeks and carefully rubbing her anus -- I wanted to see what effect if any this had as the idea of eventually fucking Sue anally had for some perverse reason already lodged in my brain. Cliff and Sue Sue settled into a slow rhythm taking my cock in up to about half its length before rising over me until the tip only just remained inside her. Every time she pushed down she gasped. "You feel good Cliff, I am enjoying making love again, and you're very good at it, just let's enjoy what we're doing, shall I reach down and touch you?...". At this point Sue reached down to where my cock was entering her vagina, and squeezed me around the base and then took my balls in her hand and squeezed those -- it really hurt and I must have cried out as Sue gasped and said she was sorry and she'd forgotten how sensitive testicles were... Anyway we carried on and I pulled her down so she was lying more or less right on top of me. I told her to close her legs and enjoyed the even tighter feeling and I kissed her deeply. She kneeled up again and pushed up so she was sitting a few inches above me and I had to push my body off the bed to stay inside her and we both looked down at my shiny hard cock moving in and out of the gash parting her bush of fair pubic hair, and I told her I was cumming and she said yes oh yes cum up me Cliff, and I spurted the cum into her lovely cunt and we collapsed together, Sue still on top until my cock slipped out and she rolled off. "Wow Sue you're spectacular -- I can't believe how good that was! Are you by any chance in need of a young lover to take care of your every need?" "Oh goodness, don't go so quickly, "she replied. "I don't know Cliff. This is all very sudden -- Sally only left a few hours ago and you're already offering to be my lover! We need to keep our heads Cliff -- I am old enough to be your mother... I don't know -- maybe we could just have some fun together without any strings.... I need some time to think about it". XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (Sue takes up the story again) After we'd made love in the morning I did start to feel a bit hemmed in -- the sex was great but here was my daughter's boyfriend more or less suggesting we start up some big relationship. That gave me that panic feeling you get when someone's trying to sell you something and you can't find a way out of it. Cliff was however nothing if not gracious and he realised he needed to give me some space and with few further words he went to shower and dress. We left it that he come around the following day after lunch and we'd go out somewhere or maybe just have a walk. I had plenty to do and I spent the Saturday night having a meal with friends, feeling sore and rather sticky between my legs. I took out the cap on Sunday morning. I had a problem though -- I just couldn't stop thinking of love making -- and of Cliff's erect penis and how it had all looked as it thrust in and out of my vagina. I really hadn't planned to, but shortly before the time agreed for Cliff to come round, I put my cap back in. It made me odd, hot, excited and guilty -- here I was making myself available for sex with a man young enough to be my son... Cliff gave me a big hug and a short kiss when he arrived and we went to the kitchen so I could make some coffee. I hadn't made any special effort appearance-wise -- just a blouse jumper and skirt. I had no special underwear even if I'd wanted to wear any. Anyway as I stood by the sink filling the kettle Cliff came up behind me and started kissing my neck and rubbing my shoulders. "Oh Sue, have I told you how pretty you are -- what a beautiful slim figure you're got? I can't imagine why you haven't got queues of men up the street trying to get off with you... Hmmmm and your tits are perfect". With that he of course moved his hands around to cup my boobs. Then he pulled out my blouse from my skirt and ran his hands up my back to my bra and unclipped it, putting one hand on the bare skin of each breast. All this time he was kissing my neck and ears and pressing his erect penis into my bum. He kept one hand on my boobs and ran the other down my thigh and then lifted my skirt, reaching up to my knickers. He rubbed my bottom though the cotton and then moved round to my vagina, rubbing my clitoris and pushing the material inside my vulva. I was confused and a bit angry -- I thought I was being taken advantage of, and this hadn't been the idea at all. I turned round, making him loosen his hold on my boobs. "Goodness Cliff, don't you ever stop? Look maybe later on we can go to bed but it's only 2 o'clock and we..." I didn't get any further as Cliff started to kiss me and I was by now getting excited and starting to think, well why not... I wasn't really prepared for what happened next though. Cliff -- who was now facing me, with my back to the sink - lifted my skirt and pushed my knickers down to my knees. I had assumed we'd head for the bedroom but Cliff pushed up my jumper and blouse where I stood and then undid his belt and pushed his jeans and underpants down. All the bits he wanted were exposed -- my boobs were bare and my nipples hard, and my vagina was aroused and just a few inches from his penis. I was so naïve -- I still didn't realised what he wanted to do with me. "Oh Sue, I want you sooo much... is your cap still in, can I fuck you please please say it is..." "Yes the cap's in -- I took it out to wash but put it back.... What are you doing????" I said this as Cliff bent his knees slightly to reduce his height and took his penis in one hand, bringing it to the entrance to my sex. "Oh no Cliff, not here standing up -- I've never done it like this, I don't think I can..." But he smothered my protests with his mouth and as his tongue pushed into my mouth his penis pushed up my birth canal, in one smooth thrust right to the top. It was startling and incredibly passionate. I really didn't know what hit me -- it wasn't particularly comfortable and I'd certainly never been taken like this by my husband -- he would have been horrified at the thought. Cliff moved his head back a little so he could see what he was doing -- I looked down too and saw his hard penis thrusting in and out of me -- that fact he had to keep his legs bent made it look obscene and I thought, this is how those whores get fucked by their clients round the back of pubs and garages, but that turned me on, and I grabbed Cliff's bottom and found myself pulling him into me and gasping yes oh yes.... "Oh Sue, I can't believe we're doing this, god you're beautiful to fuck, you've got such a wonderful body, I won't be able to get enough of you, oh look at me going inside you, filling your cunny with my cock, come on let me kiss you...". So I sort of just let myself go and the kiss was even more passionate that before, and I just wanted to consume him, so I pulled harder on his arse, even though this made him thrust deeper and this hurt, but I didn't mind, in fact I liked it, I wanted him to fill me with his sex, and when he grabbed my bum and parted the cheeks I knew what he was going to do but I didn't stop him and when he pushed his finger in my anus it did hurt but I liked that too and I found myself urging him on... "Yes Cliff, do what you want, come on push it up harder, I can take it, come on take me, do what you like, rub me, come on make me cum if you can, I want you too...." We were both at that point of arousal where anything goes and I was saying things I wouldn't otherwise have dreamt of saying -- Cliff looked as though he about to burst and he reached down to my vagina and felt for my clitoris and tried to rub me but he didn't hit the spot and I pushed his hand away and started to feel myself and I did hit the spot and Cliff cried out he was cumming and this pushed me over the top and I climaxed just as his semen spurted into me and we collapsed into each other's arms. We stood kissing as we came down from the climaxes and then all of a sudden the ridiculousness of the situation hit me and I laughed and moved and Cliff's penis slid out and a combination of gel from the cap and his semen tricked down my thighs so I took a teacloth and wiped myself and then took Cliff's penis and wiped him too. I got my knickers back on and took my bra off completely and rebuttoned my blouse. Cliff pulled up his pants and jeans. Before long no-one would have known he and I had just had the most fabulous love-making.... I realised at that point that -- while Cliff was not going to be my next husband should I ever be foolish enough to agree to a second marriage -- he was at least going to be around for a while. Or at least I was starting to hope he would be. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (Cliff takes up the story again) After I fucked Sue in the kitchen, again I thought I might have gone too far and that she'd just be pissed off with me and kick me out. She had in fact prepared a nice lunch which we ate more or less in silence. She took me out to the nearby Tate gallery afterwards and we began to talk not about us or sex but about what we were looking at and about life generally and I felt I needed to be careful about imposing too much so I took myself off around 6 and promised to phone. At first I had simply been attracted to Sue physically and just wanted sex with her -- but I was starting to get hooked and was wondering if there might be more... I did phone her the next evening but she didn't ask me around and anyway I was still living at home but needed to find some sort of room or lodgings closer to work and away from my parents, so I was chasing up ads for such places in the evening newspapers. I phoned her again on the Tuesday and asked her if she wanted to see Monty Python's Life of Brian and she hesitated saying it wasn't the sort of film she normally saw but why not? I also asked her if I could stay with her afterwards. She said we should talk about it. We saw the film in one of the Leicester Square cinemas and Sue loved it -- and why not, it is none of the funniest films ever made. Afterwards we had a buffet meal in Chinatown and walked back through Trafalgar Square to her flat in Pimlico. When we sat down with a coffee Sue looked at me and asked what I wanted from her. "I don't know really -- at first I just thought you were really attractive and sexy and that it's be nice to go to go to bed with you -- but well, I do actually really like you, and well, perhaps we could become a bit more..." Sue looked at me with a smile. "The sex was lovely Cliff, but I'm old enough to be your mother and I am the mother of your girlfriend..." -- she held up her hand as she could see I was going to intervene -- "OK I know what you're going to say, she's your ex-girlfriend but these things can start up again. What if we do have some sort of relationship and she comes back and decides she still wants you?" I went over and sat next to Sue before replying. "Yea you're right but knowing Sally she's probably already knocking off a couple of local bigwigs and actually, I do really really like you and if you've no-one else and I've no-one else maybe we could just well, go out together a few times and see how it goes?" I did feel a bit bad about saying I had no-one else as I did still of course have a sexual relationship with my mother, not that we'd had the opportunity to have much sex recently. I put my arm around Sue's shoulder and pulled her gently to me -- she didn't resist and I very gently kissed her lips. "Cliff -- if we do "go out" as you put it, you've got to realise there are feelings involved too. Sleeping with you isn't just about sex. Can you cope with all that stuff?" "I'll try" I replied. Sue took my face in her hands and kissed me softly at first, then harder until we were using our tongues and her eyes were closed and I knew we both wanted to go to bed. I stood up and we stumbled together to her bedroom. She sat on her bed as I stripped quickly, feeling relieved when my hard cock was freed from the clothes. She started to undress, taking off her tights and blouses but then I was naked and I pulled her to her feet and spun her round, taking off her bra and unzipping her skirt and pushing her skirt and knickers down together and she was naked too, and I pushed her back roughly and lay next to her and kissed and bit her tits but then went down on her, kissing her stomach and then moving my mouth to her cunt and greedily licking her lips open tasting her sweat and aroma and her cunt juices. I took her clitoris in my mouth and rolled it round, working out how much pressure she could take and Sue groaned and told me to be gentle with her, so I was for a while and then I put fingers inside her and she cried out for me not to hurt her, so I kept one finger in her cunt and moved one to her bum and moved them in and in out in and out in rhythm with my sucking on her clit. She had my head in her hands and was groaning and sort of crying and I was wondering if she would cum as my mouth was starting to ache so I started to tongue her clitoris with strong rapid strokes and I pushed my finger up her bum so I knew it must hurt a little and then Sue cried out and her body went stiff and then she shuddered and pushed my head away with some force and she turned on her side and curled up for several moments before slowly moving onto her back again. I stood up, watching her slim pale body and her triangle of fair hair, matted and sticky with her juices and my spit, with her swollen sex lips dark and shiny, like a hidden doorway in undergrowth. "How would you like me Cliff? Oh and before you have me, I don't want to use my cap -- would you mind using one of these?" She reached over to her bedside cabinet and pulled out a new pack of a dozen Durex. She smiled -- "If you're very good I'll go on the Pill for you but for now...". I took off the plastic wrapper and opened the pack, removing the foil packet with the condom inside. I took off the foil and handed her the rolled up rubber. "Put it on" I said. Sue looked genuinely shocked. I knelt beside her. She took hold of my cock and for a moment looked as though she was lost. But she did a good job -- she squeezed the bulb at the end, pushed the rolled rubber onto my helmet and rolled it down, keeping it tight at the end so there was no loose rubber at the top. "How do you want me?" I turned her round and positioned her on the bed on her hands and knees. "I've never done it like this Cliff, you need to be careful, don't hurt me..." I pulled her bum cheeks apart and looked down at her cunt and her small tight anus. I brought my sheathed cock to her cunt and ran it up and down, then ran it from her anus down the length of the sex passage, and then back again so she could feel me across both her entrances, and then I pushed her cunt lips apart with my thumbs and entered her fully. Sue gasped -- "Cliff please go carefully, I'm still getting used to sex again, I'm not used to being stretched so much..." In fact I fucked just a little more strongly than she was comfortable with -- I didn't want in any way to hurt her but I sensed that she wanted an edge to the sex and was turned on by being taken just that bit more forcefully. And she reciprocated -- after some delicious minutes of cock thrusting she reached through her legs and squeezed my balls -- just that little bit more than I was strictly comfortable with... I changed her position and pushed her down and on her side, and went down on my side behind her, keeping one leg in the air so I was fucking her from behind but could reach around to her tits and cunt. I squeezed he lovely small firm tits and felt the hard nipples, and put one hand down to rub her clit. Sue pushed that hand away though -- "No Cliff, not now, I'm too sensitive, I'll finish off after you've cum...." I moved back so I could watch my cock moving in and out of her body and she turned her head and I kissed her awkwardly on the side of her mouth, and I couldn't hold my cum back any longer and I arched back and felt the spunk leave the tip of my cock and I wished it was going into Sue's womb instead of the rubber and I wished she was already on the Pill, and then I had finished my climax and Sue was holding the rubber at the base of my cock so it didn't slip off as I withdrew, and she moved away and turned to me and kissed me again. There are few less appealing sights in the world in my view than a filled rubber on a soft cock and I was about to remove it as soon as I could when Sue reached across and carefully tugged it off -- "Goodness Cliff, you've cum in buckets -- no wonder I got so sticky when we used the cap". She held the rubber in front of her inspecting the spunk in the little bulb at the end. It was true -- for some reason I had cum a big load. She smiled, tied a knot in the sheath and kneeled in front of me, holding my head and kissing me. She moved one of her hands down to her cunt and very gently began to rub. "Ohhhh Cliff, watch me cum, you're such a good lover, but I need to finish off, I'll just rub myself a little, thinking of your lovely big hard penis, and all that lovely cum, ohhhhhh". Sue never climaxed really strongly but I could see from her face that this was deep and satisfying for her, and then she collapsed on the bed and I held her and told her I loved her... What makes men do that? At the time, having just fucked Sue, I did feel strongly that I wanted her and though later I did fall in love with her I don't think in all honesty I was in love at that time. Sue was too experienced in life to make the same mistake. She said something about how much she liked me I wish I'd kept my big mouth shut. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX In the next few weeks a lot happended -- I found a grotty bedsit in Camden Town I could just afford, I saw Sue a couple of times a week and stayed with her overnight, and Sue went on the Pill. I'll never forget the first time Sue said the Pill was working and we could stop using rubbers or the cap. It was a Wednesday evening -- we were both tired after work. I had been seeing Sue 2 or 3 evenings each week, and staying the night with her, though I was still actually living in the Camden bedsit a few miles away. On this evening Sue sent me out for a takeaway Chinese meal, and we'd kissed and cuddled on the sofa. After some minutes Sue spoke. "Shall we have a shower and go to bed love? Come on you can shower with me -- and it's now safe so we don't need to use the Durex or my cap... just give me a moment and come in when you hear the shower." We'd done this once before but Sue hadn't been very relaxed, but this time she really got into it. Her shower was over the bath and when I entered the room she was just climbing in; she turned to me and smiled, and once again I was struck by how lucky I was to be fucking this slim, gorgeous middle-aged woman. The water hit her front and her tits turned into miniature waterfalls as the water ran down to each nipple and cascaded into the bath. We took our time. I soaped her tits and stomach before running my soapy hands around to her arse. I turned her around and knelt down, rubbing my hands around each of her firm buttocks and then parting them and kissing her anus. She started and gave a little gasp -- I'd not done this before -- and I didn't overdo it, just carefully kissed the tight puckered hole and then gently rubbing my slippery hands up and down over it, and then carrying on the rubbing underneath until I was caressing the whole area from her arse to her clitoris. "Oh god don't stop Cliff, oh that's so good, just be careful with my bum, oh love, that's so exciting, it feels so slippery, oh let me turn around..." Sue turned and I was still kneeling, and then her cunt was directly before my mouth and I put my mouth to her and started to kiss and suck her, tasting the mix of soap and cunt juices, and Sue grabbed my head and pushed my face into her. "Stand up Cliff, we'll be running out of hot water if we're not careful, let me wash you too..." Cliff and Sue Needless to say my cock was literally standing -- it looked even more potent than normal in the running water. Sue soaped her hands and ran them over my cock and balls, squeezing the testicles until I gasped, then I turned round and she knew what I wanted, and she soaped the cheeks of my arse and then very tentatively ran one soapy hand between the cheeks and touched my anus, and she seemed to flinch but I told her to wash me properly so she ran her hand more firmly up and down the crack and I nearly passed out with ecstasy as her finger ran across my anus and then she paused over the bumhole and for a few moments eased her middle finger inside and wriggled it around before removing her hands and going down on her knees. "I can't resist giving you a suck, your penis looks so nice and, well, suckable, I'll just push back your foreskin, and soap you...." I very nearly climaxed there and then as Sue's fingers massaged the soap around my helmet, and as she then rinsed the soap away and took my helmet in her mouth. I was tempted to ask her if I could cum but then the thought of entering her cunt for the first time without a rubber or the messy gel from the cap got the better of me, and Sue got up and we both got out of the shower, and took up the towels and dried each other. We were both more than ready for sex. We lay down on her bed and felt for each other -- Sue's cunt was wet and her lips swollen, and my cock was as hard as it's ever been, the knob red and sticky with the pre-cum oozing from the tip. I kissed her and pushed her on her back, climbing on top to take my weight on my elbows and knees, feeling for her sex entrance, and lining up my cock, taking my cock to her sex and with one hand opening her lips to take my cock and feeling her juices lubricate me and then pushing in for our fuck. It took all my experience and self-control to hold myself back from cumming but I knew this of all times was a fuck that needed to last. Sue bent her legs and put them around me and then I pushed her legs into the air and started the long slow strokes so I could enjoy feeling my skin against the walls of her cunt, lubricated only by her own juice. I pulled out until only the very tip was in her and then thrust back until I felt the entrance of her womb against my helmet. I massaged her small firm tits and made the nipples hard, and massaged her anus and her clit in turn. Sue for her part ran her nails up and down my back and for a while leaned to one side so she could reach my balls and she squeezed them until I gasped and told her to be gentle, and then she moved the other hand to my bum and looked me in the eyes as she inserted a finger up me, and this time she pushed it in— "There Cliff, you like that don't you, my finger in your bum, I've never done this before, how far do you like it up, there, you can do the same for me if you want..." So I did, and we fucked with fingers up each other's arses, and it may sound awkward but it worked as we clearly both found that sort of stimulation a turn-on, but then Sue straightened her legs, took her hands away and stretched out her arms on either side, and told me I should finish when I wanted -- she must have known how hard it was to hold back and I guess she was starting to feel sore, so I looked into her eyes and said- "Sue yes Sue, I'm going to cum up you, all my spunk's going to shoot up you, oh it's so good to feel you properly, I love you Sue, I really do love you..." and as I said this for the second time the cum started to flow into her cunt and it seemed to go on and on and on, and I don't think I'd ever had so many spasms and the Sue pulled my face towards her and kissed me and smiled and said she'd be leaking for the next week. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxx After this occasion Sue seemed to blossom physically in a way I've never seen before or since. As I've said she was certainly a very attractive woman to start with -- not quite beautiful but very pretty with lovely fair hair, and generous mouth and a great body with a perfectly proportioned tits and bum. Her clothes and hairstyle didn't make the most of what she had -- and it these things amongst others which changed over the next few weeks, as well as some hard to pin down aura about her which I suppose in those days was called sex appeal. A few days after the fuck I've just described, Sue asked if I wanted to become her "lodger" -- she did after all have a large second bedroom with its own shower, and while she was reasonably well-off, she was by no means rich and needing the rent was a good excuse for taking me in. Actually at first I was a bit hesitant though was careful not to show it -- this was chiefly because of my sexual relationship with my mother. I knew she'd be pissed off with me and I was right -- she was. However in the end I did become the lodger (and also managed to carry on with my mother) -- the flat itself, the short journey to work and of course sharing Sue's bed every night were simply irresistible. So Sue's lodger I became. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (Cliff and Sue have a way to go in their relationship and Sue will eventually find out about Cliff and his mother. Eventually after a year or so they will move on, as is almost inevitably the case in such relationships. Depending on how the story scores and any comments received, it's possible I might return to their story at a later date).