0 comments/ 44741 views/ 0 favorites Mrs. Dee Ch. 1 By: Canoe Chapter One: Tuesday Tuesday morning starts off with a bang. Your husband is leaving town on a business trip. He’s up early packing, slamming doors, closing drawers rushing to get out of the house to catch his plane. As usual, he’s over slept and is running behind. If he weren’t so belligerently independent you’d help him but why get in the middle of his rush, with his incessant mumbling and flurry of movement. You smile to yourself, he’s a big boy, let him fend for himself. Staying in bed until he’s done you wait for the kiss on the cheek and his parting comment, “I’ll be back Saturday night. I’ll call you tonight.” And out the door he goes. Standing, you go to the window, open the blinds and wave goodbye. The warmth of the sun feels good on your body. It’s then you realize you’re standing stark naked in front of the window. Quickly stepping back you wonder if any of the neighbors were up yet. As a wicked grin forms, you think, “If they were, they got quite an eye full.” Laughing, you return to the bed lying on your back. Looking down at your body you’re pleased, long legs, flat stomach and small pert breasts…”nice.” Closing your eyes a daydream begins to take shape. You begin to think of Miguel, the young Mexican and his large cock. Momentarily a wave of guilt floods over you. Your husband just left, only minutes earlier and here you are thinking about a teenage kid. Mentally you shut the door to that compartment and let your mind wonder. Your legs involuntarily widen and the cheeks of your ass tighten pushing up as you imagine Miguel’s weight pressing against you. Your hands are now on your breasts twisting and pulling at your nipples. The pain magnifies the image as your hands slide down over your ribs to the flat of your lower abdomen, over the pubic bone. Pressing down and pushing up you expose your tingling clit. Applying salvia to your left fingers your start a circular motion on your clit causing you to bite down on your lower lip with pleasure. Your right hand moves down and two fingers enter your moist love canal. Slowly you move them in and out as you massage your clit. In a dream state you crack open your eyes, moaning with the pleasure you’re giving yourself and you’re shocked when you see the face of the OLD GUY!! Your body stiffens, your hands move to your eyes as you rub the sleep from them desperately trying to bring yourself back to reality. When you open your eyes again…he’s gone! “Was he ever there? He couldn’t be… What the hell is happening here???” A cold sweat blankets you, as you lie there staring at the ceiling…not believing what just happened, struggling to understand it. The moment has passed. Looking at the clock on the nightstand…it’s time to get up and go to work. Reluctantly you go to the bathroom and prepare yourself for the day. The ride to work is uneventful, traffic is backed up, speeds are reduced to a crawl. Work zones, that’s Minnesota for yea, two seasons, winter and Road repair! “Why does anyone live here,” you wonder. The monotony allows your mind to once again daydream and you return to the image of Miguel lowering his weight onto your body, and entering your wet pussy burying his sturdy shaft to his balls. You moan with pleasure as he begins a slow movement in and out…your right hand drops to your lap as you rub your pussy through the fabric of your dress and panties. The dream abruptly dissolves as the traffic in front of you stops and you slam on your brakes. “Keep your mind on the road Babe you don’t want an accident.” You tell yourself. Arriving at work you go to your office, turn on your computer; go through the usual password thing. First you check your calendar of the day’s schedule, then your office email. There are a few urgent matters that need your attention and so your day starts. It’s noon when you realize you haven’t checked your Hotmail. You immediately go to it, great deal of spam but no email from the Old Guy…strange! He's always sent a email early each morning for the past 2 months. You shut down your computer and decide to go outside for lunch. Take advantage of the beautiful weather. The plaza is crowded with activity. Seems everyone else in the building had the same idea. As you look around taking in the activity you notice a tall young man…teenager actually, dressed in t-shirt, shorts and sandals, with a camera taking pictures of people. You notice he stops them and asks permission before he takes their photo. Being the curious type you’re drawn to him so you head his way. He stops you as you approach. “Excuse me ma’am, I’m working on a Senior school photography project. Would you mind if I take your picture? Ma’am? For a moment you’re insulted…you’re not that much older than he is but the feeling subsides as you realize just how old he is. “What type of school project is this you query with a skeptic grin?” “It’s an intermediate photography class” he replies. “We are supposed to take pictures of everyday people going about their lives. No contrived or fabricated situations just everyday normal things. In addition to taking the photo’s we are required to do our own developing. Would you mind if I take your picture?” “Sure, why not” you reply. “Thank you, just go about doing what you were going to do and I’ll tag-a-long, Okay?” Nodding agreement you go to the Deli. You hear the click of the camera as you walk. Reaching the counter you order a sandwich and water and take it to one of the outside eating areas. The boy is right with you as you sit down to enjoy the meal and the warmth of the sun. “It’ll be hard to go back to the office,” you think. “What a great day to play hooky.” As you eat your sandwich the camera continues to click and the idea of taking the afternoon off eats away at your mind…until finally you decide…I’m going to do it!! Removing your cell phone from your purse, you call your AM tell her you’ll be gone for the balance of the day. If she really needs you she can reach you on your cell. Now what to do for the afternoon, shop, visit a museum, go to the beach…what will it be? You forgot about the kid taking your photo. He must have overheard your conversation because he asked, “Mind if I spend the afternoon with you? I’m getting some great shots and you’re so photogenic. It would really help me with my class” “Gutsy little guy” You think. “I’m not sure what I’ll be doing or where I’m going, so I don’t think it will work.” “Please…please let me take more photo’s I really need a good grade in this class and you’re so easy to photograph…please!” He pleaded. The kid was like a puppy dog, his eyes pleaded for recognition and agreement. Finally, not understanding why, maybe just for the company, you said, “Okay, but first I need to go home and pick up a few things…I think I’ve decided on the beach.” “Do you have a car?” “No, I took the bus down here.” “Then come with me.” You go to the parking lot and the two of you are off to your house. He continues taking pictures in the car. As you drive you notice with mild alarm that your short skirt has slid up exposing a generous portion of thigh. A fact, which does not go unnoticed by your young passenger. You notice he has the camera turned so he can take vertical shots and is backed against the window so each shot includes your exposed thighs. You know he won’t be able to use these photos in his class. Smiling internally, you wonder what he’ll do when he sees you in your bikini. He’ll burn up that camera! A slight giggle escapes your lips. Once in the garage you close the door and tell him to come in. In the house you point to the kitchen, tell him to wait while you gather up a few things from the bedroom upstairs. As you go up the steps you hear the camera clicking behind you. You turn at the top, knowing you’re providing an excellent view of your legs. He’s half way up the steps, down on one knee, taking photo after photo. “Stop right there, young man. Take your camera and go wait in the kitchen. I’ll be just a minute.” The disappointment is visible on his face but he does as instructed. Once in the bedroom you select the perfect bikini for today, a bright yellow. Quickly you undress, feeling somehow excited and put on the bikini. The fit is fabulous…looking at yourself in the mirror you’re proud of the image being reflected there. Putting on a beach wrap you return to the kitchen. There, at the table sits the rejected kid. He looks as though he lost his best friend. “You ready to go?” you ask. “Oh yea” he replies as he takes in your presence. “Where are we going?” he asks. You laugh, “To the pool in the back yard!” as you grab a towel and head for the back door. With a surprised look he follows you out the door, camera in hand. Placing the towel on the recliner you remove the beach wrap, your new young friend in clearly shaken. “Ma’am, you are totally awesome!!” he exclaims. “Can I take some photo’s now?” “Only if you stop calling me Ma’am, call me Dee.” “Whatever you say Ma’a….or rather Mrs. Dee, whatever you say, but please don’t lay down yet I’d like to get a shot of you standing” You shrug, “Dee…Mrs. Dee what does it matter.” Placing your hands on your hips you begin to pose for the camera. Not really for the kid, more for the camera. You enjoy being photographed…it’s a compliment. The kid starts out kind of nervous, hesitant to give direction at first but soon he loosens up. At first asking, then as his confidence grows, directing you to pose in various positions. Soon you find yourself responding to his every command, willingly taking any position he directs. The shots include various positions with him standing on chairs, lying on the ground all to achieve a different angle…a different composition. “Now lie down on the chase, on your back,” he commands. Without a thought you do as he suggests. You notice as he stands over you, the tent in his shorts. You’re having fun teasing this young kid…It’s fun to know the effect you’re having on him…the discomfort you’re causing. You know he’ll never take any initiative on his own, you can sense it. You’re totally at ease enjoying the afternoon. “By the way, what’s your name?” You ask. “Jimmy” "How old are you Jimmy?" "18 Ma'am" Relieved, Mrs. Dee said,“Well Jimmy, do you want to go for a swim?” “I would love to but I don’t have a suit” “No problem, I’ll give you one of my husbands. It may just fit you.” “Great! Where is it?” “Come with me” and you go into the house, up the steps, Jimmy in tow, and enter your bedroom. You forgot that you left you g-string and bra lying on the bed. Jimmy, camera still in hand stares at the lingerie and his tent grows. He is trying to hide it in his baggy shorts but you can definitely see the protrusion. Reaching into a drawer you pull out one of your husbands “Speed-0” swim trunks, passing up the more baggy ones. “Here, try these on” There’s an awkward moment as his eyes plead with you for the privacy to change. Smiling you realize what he is trying to silently tell you. In a teasing voice you ask, “Do you want me to leave the room or just turn my back?” Timidly he says, “I suppose you can just turn your back.” Which you do, and in the quiet of the room you can hear his shorts sliding down his legs and the swim trunks going on. Your body begins to respond to the eroticism of the moment. Here you are, a married woman, in a skimpy bikini, not more than six feet away from a momentarily naked teenager, one that you only met a couple of hours ago. Your nipples harden showing through the top and moisture flows in your pussy. It’s not visible, but you are extremely excited by the moment. What is it the Old Guy says, “Don’t miss a single experience in life because what they don’t know, can’t hurt them.” Word’s you want to live by! “Okay, I’m done” he announces. You turn and take in this kid. He fills out the Speed-0’s quite well. He’s tall, about your height but skinny but lean. The elastic of the swimsuit now confines the cause of the tent he had in his shorts. You make a mental note…he’s not large like Miguel, just average. As you take him in, he gains confidence and asks, “Can I take a few pictures of you up here? Would that be okay?” “Let’s see how far I can take this teasing,” you think to yourself, “How far?” “Sure,” you say with a husky voice. “What type of pose would you like?” “Well if you don’t mind, I’d like to get one or two on the bed.” “Okay, just tell me what you want me to do.” With you lying on the bed he stands on the mattress above you. You roll on your side, lie on your back with legs slightly spread. When asked, you raise a knee and finally you find yourself on your hands and knees, head turned up staring at him. You enjoy his direction…taking it freely. His final request takes you back a step. “Can you take your top off for just one picture…please, please!” he begs. “I think you’ve taken enough pictures for now, it’s time to go for a swim. You obviously need to cool off young man.” You use the “young man” comment to gain control over the situation and impose your age over him. It doesn’t work the way you want. He drops his head, stares at the floor and says, “Please, just one, you’re so gorgeous I just want to see them once.” “Okay, just one picture then it’s in the pool. Agreed?” His lips form a broad smile as he eagerly nods his agreement. His joy is contagious and you find yourself pleased with his enthusiasm. “How do you want to take the shot?” “Stand, facing me with your hands on your hips.” Staring at him, to catch his every response, you reach back, undo the clasp holding the top in place and remove the bikini top. Your pert breasts stand out proud, nipples hard as cement. You see his eyes widen but he doesn’t move. You have to remind him to take the picture. His face is flush as he raises the camera and takes the photo. You can see his erection clearly outlined by the Speed-O’s. Without thinking you blurt out, “Try this one.” Whereby you hook your thumbs into the sides of your bikini bottom pushing down to the top of your pubic bone. The camera goes wild taking several pictures. It’s hard to keep from laughing out loud, you know exactly what you’ve just done and you can see the effect it’s having. The tightness of the trunks confines his fully-grown member flat against his stomach. Teasing brings you a great deal of joy…a great deal of joy! You push them down just a fraction of an inch further and you know the beginning of your slit is showing. The camera clicks several times in succession. Then you return the bottoms to there proper position and put your top back on. “OMIGOD!! I can’t stand it you make me so horny, please let me take a shot of you totally nude…please…I’m begging…please!!!” “Please nothing my little friend, you’ve seen enough already, it’s time for a swim.” With that you take him by the arm lead him downstairs, out the backdoor and push him into the pool. I can’t believe she let me see her tits…and then she even dropped the bottom of her bikini down far enough for me to see her slit!!! Unbelievable! The cool water brings me back to reality…but this is reality…she really did it…I didn’t dream it. It wasn’t one of my “jack-off” fantasies…It was real!! Holy Shit she’s fine!! What a body…and I have it all on film!! How fucking lucky can I get? As I rise to the surface, she is standing there in here yellow bikini, my only thought is…”beautiful…just…beautiful…how did this happen to me?? What lucky rabbit’s foot…what lucky star let this happen? I must be in heaven!” Even the cool water doesn’t immediately calm my raging cock. As I wipe the water from my eyes her image above me brings it back to full length. God she’s gorgeous. “Are you coming in?” I ask. “In a minute, you just relax in there awhile, I need a drink. Do you want a Coke?” she asks. “Please” With that she turns and I watch her firm ass wiggle as she strides into the house leaving me to submerge again trying to curb the feelings in my groin. Under water, feeling the coolness against my skin I ask myself…”Will it be possible to Fuck her? No…not in my wildest dreams…I don’t even dare think about that…but why did she show me her tits and the crack of her pussy if she didn’t want me to fuck her?’ It’s all too confusing. I started swimming around the pool, trying desperately to clear my head when this mysterious woman reappeared. She had what looked like an orange juice in one hand and a coke in the other. Setting both down on the poolside table she picked up my camera hit the rewind button and removed the film. “Hey, what are you doing?” “Did you really think I would let you keep such incriminating photos of me? Photos that show much more of me than I would ever want to be public. Did you really believe I would allow you to keep them? Come-on Jimmy, grow up! Be content with what we did today and what you saw. I may have gone a little farther than I had intended…but it was to your benefit. Just be happy with what you got! You know you can’t use them for your class and there’s no way in hell that I want them shown around to all your friends. It was fun…leave it at that.” I struck the surface of the water with my fist. I knew my good luck had to end. Mentally I had planned many a night’s masturbation centered around those photos. Night’s of leisurely stroking my cock followed by shooting my cum onto my stomach and chest. But I had to admit she was right…I would have eagerly shared them with my buddies, now they’ll never believe it really happened. God she was hot…the possibility of fucking her faded as my prick receded. I swam to the ladder and pulled myself easily from the water, grabbed a towel and sat on the chair next to her. Taking a drink from the Coke I said, “It was fun…you are gorgeous, thank you for allowing me to photograph you…even if I can’t keep the film. I may have lost the photos but you can’t take away the memory. It’s indelibly etched in my mind and I will never forget you and your awesome body” You look deep into his eyes and know he’s being sincere. He was taking the loss of his film quite well. When he came out of the water I half expected him to try and take the film away but he didn’t. He acted like a little gentleman accepting the situation. We both relaxed there in the sun for about an hour making small talk but mostly enjoying the peace and quiet. Little did I know that was soon to end. Looking at my watch, it was 5:00PM and the double screwdriver I had mixed for myself had relaxed me. Turning to Jimmy I said, “Time to go Sport. We need to get you to a bus stop so you can go home.” He followed me into the house and up the stairs. I could feel his eyes on my ass as we walked. Once in the bedroom he went immediately to his shorts and with his back to me removed the Speed-O’s. He had a nice tight little ass and as he bent over I could see his balls hanging between his legs. They weren’t unusually large…just nice size. He hesitated a moment before pulling on his shorts, turned his head to me, dropped his shorts and quickly closed the distance between us. I had relaxed too much thinking I had everything under control, I would regret dropping my guard. As we walked up the steps I couldn’t take my eyes off her ass. It was perfect, firm, small and it took all my effort not to reach up and grab it as we went up the steps. Once again my cock was growing to full length. “How could I let this opportunity slip through my fingers. I would never have another chance like this to fuck an older woman…a woman of the world…how could I possibly let her get away with this tease? It was there, on the steps, her beautiful ass within reach that I decided that come what may, I was going to fuck her…now!” Mrs. Dee Ch. 1 Entering the room I went directly to the chair by the bed where I had left my clothes. Removing the husband’s trunks I acted as though I was about to put my shorts on. Looking over my shoulder I saw Mrs. Dee standing by the bed. She seemed lost in thought, almost lethargic. I knew instinctively that the time was right. I dropped my shorts and with two, maybe three steps I had her firm within my grasp. Twisting both arms behind her back I was able to hold both wrists with one hand. The other hand covered her mouth as I pulled her tight against my body. My cock pressed hard against her stomach. I was so fucking excited…I almost shot my load just from the contact. Her body was tight, yet soft. I had to have her. “You’ve been fucking with me Mrs. Dee. That’s not fair…you shouldn’t have treated me like that…now it’s my turn to fuck with you!” He had my arms wrapped around my back, holding me tight against his hard young body. I couldn’t move but as I struggled I was able to free a hand, my fist caught him on the side of the jaw. The punch was off balance, not solid but his wrenching face told me it stung. I heard him say with a surprised voice, “Ouch! You Bitch!” as he spun me around, grabbed me by the hair and pushed forward. I saw the mattress coming at my face then I felt his blow to the back of my head, and the room went black… Jimmy didn’t mean to hit her so hard but it pissed him off when she hit him. “What’s the matter with this Bitch?” he thought. “She fucken hit me!” Dee laid motionless on the bed. Afraid she may be dead Jimmy placed his ear to her back…”Good he thought, her heart is beating.” Rolling her over on her back, he removed her bikini, stepped back and admired her body. He took his cock in his hand and began stroking it, unable to stop himself. The excitement of this gorgeous woman, on the bed, naked, pussy in full view, his to do with as he pleased, overcame him. Unable to hold back he shot his load onto her flat stomach as he kneeled on the bed above her. Without thinking he massaged the white liquid into her skin. Moving to the chest of drawers he searches through the drawers looking for nylons to tie her up. There, in the bottom drawer, he finds the nylons but next to them, off all things, are pieces of rope. Selecting four pieces, he securely binds her arms and legs spread-eagle fashion, to the corner posts of the bed. The ropes are tied securely to her wrists and ankles but have sufficient slack to allow a certain amount of movement. Using one of the nylons as a gag he places it over her mouth. Satisfied she’s secure he returns to the chest of drawers exploring the contents. In one drawer he finds lingerie, g-sting panties of various colors. Picking the black ones he places them on top of the dresser. In another drawer he finds camisoles and a red negligee that buttons up the front. He selects the red negligee and places it on top of the dresser with the black g-string. Continuing his search he finds her thigh high nylons; takes out a black pair and puts them with the other two garments. Mrs. Dee had placed the roll of film she removed from Jimmy’s camera in the top drawer of her dresser expecting it to be safe. Jimmy found it and tossed to over to the chair with his shorts. With a sense of urgency, fearing Mrs. Dee would awake, Jimmy found his camera, put in a new roll of film and began clicking off pictures of Mrs. Dee on the bed. He took shots from every angle imaginable, including close-ups of her pussy. When the roll was complete, some 36 photos, he put the camera down by his shorts. Walking back to the dresser he grabbed the items he had placed on top and walked into the bathroom… The cloud of darkness begins to clear as consciousness returns and I start to focus on the ceiling. I could feel the tightness on my ankles and wrists as I attempt to move them. It was then I realized my movements were restricted and the memory of what happened returned. Struggling I try to scream but all that comes out is a muffled sound. Looking around the room I see Jimmy, my eyes widen, not believing what I see. Jimmy is standing in front of the full-length mirror, dressed in my g-string, negligee top and nylons and to top it off bright red lipstick! The site is bizarre…blinking I wonder if I’m dreaming. What the hell is going on here? Hearing the commotion behind him Jimmy turns, your eyes lock and he smiles a bone-chilling smile. You freeze… “How do you like my outfit Mrs. Dee? Does it meet with your approval?” You’re motionless; disbelief fills your mind as he moves toward the bed. You notice the g-string doesn’t contain his swollen cock, which bobs up and down as he walks. Now standing by the bed you can see the hunger in his eyes, the lust of youth, lust, which you know, is about to be released. “I’m going to fuck you Mrs. Dee, fuck you while I’m wearing your clothes. He then bends over placing his lips on your nipple, sucking hard, pulling the nipple up as it snaps from his lips. Bright red lipstick leaves a circle replacing his lips. Again he takes the nipple in his mouth, which he sucks as though he’s breast-feeding, as he twists your other nipple between his fingers. The mixture of pain plus the moist warmth of his tongue sends electricity to the hollow of your stomach. It was at that moment, tied, helpless to the actions of this teenager, unable to resist, unable to call out, defenseless…that you realize something that shocks you. This body of yours, which you have nurtured, worked to keep fit, catered to, treated, as a temple was about to betray you. What was taking place in your bedroom, right now…was blowing your every sense away. It was a culmination of so many hidden desires, fantasies, forbidden thoughts you never dared to think or dream coming to fruition and you are helpless to stop it. As you close your eyes you feel his finger roughly slide across your clit and enter your cunt. As this skinny kid, dressed in your lingerie, continues to suck and manipulate your tits, juice fills the cavity around his finger. A low moan escapes your throat and you begin to float into an unknown world, one of wave upon wave of pleasure, as your hips grind, matching the movement of his finger. If Jimmy only knew, the bonds are no longer needed…resistance is gone…lust…pure forbidden lust is all that remains… Jimmy smiled when he heard the moan and felt the movement of Mrs. Dee’s hips. He had finger fucked his girlfriend on many occasions. He never fucked her but she was always willing to let his finger get her off following which she would blow him. They came close to fucking but never actually achieved penetration. He knew enough however to know Mrs. Dee was enjoying what he was doing. With her however, he would not settle for a mere blowjob…he would fuck her…fuck her good and maybe, just maybe he’d fuck her ass!! Removing his mouth from her nipple he whispered, “I’ll remove the gag, if you promise not to yell…do you promise??” Willingly she acquiesced. With the gag removed Jimmy kissed Mrs. Dee inserting his tongue deep into her mouth. The kiss was wet and tasted of lipstick…Mrs. Dee eagerly returned the kiss. Without breaking the kiss, Jimmy crawled over her thighs and positioned himself between Mrs. Dee’s legs. Feeling his hot member touch the lips of her pussy brought a moan of anticipation from Mrs. Dee. Mrs. Dee raised her knees as far as the ropes would allow and Jimmy lowered his weight down on her easily entering her love canal until he had no more of his manhood to give her. He laid there, very still deep kissing Mrs. Dee, enjoying the feel of her warm skin, the moistness of her mouth and the ecstasy of her vaginal walls encompassing his cock. Mrs. Dee constricted the walls of her pussy by tightening the cheeks of her firm ass and making small forward thrusts. She couldn’t be still any longer…she had to move. Breaking the kiss, Mrs. Dee begged, “Jimmy, please remove the ropes, I need to hold you. Please, I promise to behave, I promise.” Jimmy ignored her pleas he had waited all his teenage life to get laid, he had to have relief…no more waiting. Throwing his weight up and down at a furious rate Jimmy fucked Mrs. Dee as hard as he could but being his first fuck and the circumstances surrounding it…in less than a minute he shot his load deep into Mrs. Dee. She could feel him swell within her and knew he was about to cum. “No…No…please don’t cum yet…I need more…more…don’t cum yet, not yet! Jimmy stopped his pumping but Mrs. Dee continued thrusting her hips…but to no avail. With her arms and legs restricted and without his help she just couldn’t get there. She wanted to scream as she finally gave up and settled back on the bed. Never…never had she been taken to such a high without satisfaction…never! Sweat covered her body as she whispered in Jimmy’s ear, “Please take the ropes off, I will be good, I promise…please!” She had to have satisfaction. Jimmy, with red lipstick smeared around his mouth raised his head from her shoulder and said, “Do you want your legs or arms untied? It will be only one” “Please both, I need to be able to move, please both…I’ll be good, I won’t try and run…I need both…please Jimmy, please…I promise you won’t be sorry…please!” Jimmy stared into her eyes for a long moment, then quietly said, “Okay” With her arms and legs free Mrs. Dee rolled Jimmy over on his back and straddled him rubbing his soft cock against her pussy. She knew from her experience with Miguel that teenagers get hard within minutes. She looked down at the weird sight beneath her. He had lipstick smeared on his face. He was wearing her red top and black g-string with her nylons covering his legs. The g-string was pulled to the side allowing his cock to hang out. Once again the bizarre situation hit her with full force and the need for orgasm took over. Leaning forward she took his nipple in her mouth and began to suck. She wanted to show this kid how a woman likes her nipple sucked. First depressing it with her tongue, then flicking it to life she worked her way around the nipples playing with it. Taking it in her mouth she nibbled, sucked and swirled. Sucking hard she pulled on it until it popped from her mouth. She then did the same with the other. “It’s working.” She thought as she felt his cock grow between her legs. She lifted herself up, grabbed his cock with one hand, stroked it until it was firm and immediately guided it into her waiting cunt. Now she began a rocking motion…not rising up…rubbing her clit against his pubic bone. She couldn’t help herself; lost in passion she kissed him deep driving her tongue into his mouth as she rocked faster and faster. She could feel Jimmy’s muffled moans of pleasure in her mouth…matched by her own. “Ahhhhhhh…I’m cummmmmiiiing” was all Mrs. Dee said as she broke the kiss and the first wave hit. She couldn’t stop, so caught up in the erotic scenario taking place she continued rocking faster and faster until Jimmy yelled, “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum, keep moving, yes like that…Ohhhhhhhhh!” and once again he deposited his warm cum deep inside her burning cunt. When she felt his cum hit the back of her vagina and ooze out she came again, this time with twice the force, “Oh fuck Jimmy you little prick! What have you done to me…what have you done…I’m cummming again!! Ohhh fuck, Ohh fuck…I’m gonna die, dieeeeee” Mrs. Dee collapsed on Jimmy as a shudder ran through her body causing a convulsive flinch that shook her entire body. She was spent…and loving it but now she needed some rest. “What a hot fucking bitch!” thought Jimmy as Mrs. Dee’s body rested on him. He could feel her perspiration-covered skin against his. He was so wet with the cum and sweat he feared she may slip off…so he held her tight. As he laid there all he could think of was how lucky he was to have fucked this beautiful older woman…well not that much older. Never in his wildest dreams did he think fucking could be this fantastic. She didn’t even mind my dressing up in her clothes or the lipstick! He felt it was as though it turned her on more. As he pondered the situation more and more his cock began to rise. It slid easily back filling Mrs. Dee’s wet pussy. “No…No…please let me rest a minute” she said. Jimmy had no idea of granting that wish. He was ready again and he was going to fuck her. He removed his cock from her pussy and squirmed out from under her leaving her laying her on her stomach. He got up from the bed, his cock now fully hard and looked down at Mrs. Dee as she rested. What a gorgeous little ass she had. He lifted her to her knees and using the generous amount of lubrication that had slid from her cunt placed the head of his cock against the small puckered opening to her asshole. The sphincter muscle only temporarily denied entrance. Mrs. Dee was now wide awake and aware of what he was trying to do. She knew, for her own well being that she must cooperate. Besides, he wasn’t that big. At first, as always, there was a slight amount of discomfort, but then she relaxed and accepted the full feeling that came with the intrusion. She actually liked the feeling of a regular sized cock filling her anal canal. She worked with him until his full length was buried deep within her. “Anal Fucking has some advantages,” she thought, “No pregnancy, was the main reason, plus men got off on it, something to do with the “forbidden fruit” syndrome plus they enjoy the tightness. A woman can contract and relax her colon providing a sensation seldom achieved by a woman’s vagina. Whatever the reason, as long as he’s not too big, she could put up with it.” Jimmy started working his cock in and out moaning as never before. He wasn’t sure he was enjoying it more…he only knew he was doing something he had only heard of, saw in a porno movie but never thought he ever do…especially with an older woman, a beautiful older woman…”How lucky can a guy get?” he thought. Taking Jimmy’s hand Mrs. Dee places it on her clit guiding him for her enjoyment. This entire act, being instructed on pleasing her was too much for Jimmy and he shot a load deep into her bowels. He’s as happy as a 5 year old with a new toy. He really has fucked an asshole…the guys will never believe it! He couldn’t wait to brag to his friends about his conquest of this mature woman. Hot damn…he was a lucky SOB!! The rest of the night was like a cloudy dream, one orgasm followed by another. Mrs. Dee showed him how to eat pussy. He was a quick study. She sucked him to hardness each time amazed he was able to get it up again. They fucked in every position Mrs. Dee knew and some Jimmy had seen in porno flicks. By 1:30 AM both were exhausted, losing interest in sex completely. Mrs. Dee kissed Jimmy deeply enjoying the feel of his youthful body wallowing in the after glow of the best sex of her entire life. It was her way of saying “Thank you for allowing all my demons to surface.” She then took Jimmy into the shower, scrubbed him down, removing the lipstick from his face and her body. Both were too tired to do anything but dry off and get dressed. At 2:00AM Jimmy, with directions for walking to the bus stop two blocks away left the house, he was so excited yet tired that he forgot his camera. “Wait until I tell my bodies tomorrow!” he thought, “They’ll never believe my good luck! They’ll never believe it!” About 15 minutes later as Mrs. Dee curled up in bed thinking “This was the best sex she had had in her entire life” heard sirens in the distance. Ignoring them she fell into a deep sleep. She would learn from the morning paper that a drunken driver two blocks from her home killed a young man while she slept.