At the age of sixteen I started on a YTS (Youth Traning Scheme). Each morning I would walk the four miles to work to save money on bus fares. My route to work was the same each day and usually it would take about an hour. After I'd been working on the Scheme for about two months, I noticed a woman collecting her milk from her doorstep as I about to pass her house. (About half way to work) When she saw me, she accidentally (yeah right) opened her bathrobe to reveal she had nothing on underneath. I'd not long lost my virginity, but I still scurried past and on to work.
The next morning she wasn't on her door step, she was stood slightly inside her open front door and she was stood totally naked. Unlike the day before I didn't hurry on past, I stood still taking in her beautiful body, breasts and hairy pussy. Signalling for me to walk up her garden path, I opened the gate and admittedly shitting myself, I asked her what she wanted (stupid I know). In a very matter of fact way she said "My husbands at work and he dosen't fuck me very much". The first five minutes kissing her as she undressed me were the most nervous, after that, I was like a child in a sweet shop.
Over the next two months (I must have been young) I fucked that woman every morning. Or more to the point, she had me fuck her. I learned what a mans tongue was for and I also learned I was well above average in cock size (I'm eight and half inches).
Fucking a womans arsehole for the first time wasn't what I expected, if I did expect anything. Her arsehole was even more of a horny place for her, for me to be fucking. So she had me fucking her shit box at every oportunity. Many days I would roll into work half an hour late, making the weather my excuse, or that my bus was late, even though I never used the bus.
The last few days I visited the twenty seven year old woman, she had me doing something totally new to me, she had me fist fucking her pussy or arsehole, at the same time using a dildo or my cock to fuck the other hole. I was doing just that, fucking her pussy and fisting her arsehole from behind, when her husband walked in. For the next five or so minutes he used head and body as a punch and kick bag, as his wife tried to stop him.
I didn't see her again as I took a different route for a while. I learned later they'd moved.
They say life has a way of returning to you. Last month (I'm now married) my wife welcomed in our new neighbours. I was about to take a shower having just been to the gym, so I was topless wearing just my training shorts. I shook hands with the man and then his wife stepped out from behind him. She was familiar, but I couldn't place her pretty face. She placed me though straight away. The smile said everything, but she didn't say anything. We chatted for a while about the area we live in, the local amenities and finally spoke about ourselves a little. When they went to leave, she hung back, took my hand and asked me if I remembered her. I shook my head and then she said "My YTS young lover". My face went beetroot as I remembered everything, she smiled again and said "Can't wait to get to know you all over again".
They've been on holiday for the past fortnight, they're back tomorrow. I honestly don't know if she offered me herself again, that I could resist. She's still one fine looking woman and I know from past experiences, she's one dirty slut in and out of the bedroom.