That was simply amazing sex. Not the longest or the most diverse, but nevertheless it was really good sex with a young man who my husband and the young mans father, think is a dullard.
Philip is slow witted, but he's not behind the door when it comes to getting himself pleasure. As I found out jus before Christmas. For about two prior to Philip finding me playing with myself, he'd tagged along with his dad when they visited each Monday and Friday to watch their sports shows. As for myself when the boys got together, I'd often seek out a quiet spot upstairs and masturbate. It's something I've done my whole sexual life, so when I married my husband even though we had sex (We hardly ever now) I still found time each day to either play with myself, or use a dildo I bought to penetrate my pussy and ass.
I was doing just that, when Philip discovered me frigging my clit furiously in our attic room. He knew precisely what I was doing even if his father and my husband think he's a little, well, slow. Not giving me any chance to stop him, Philip dropped his shorts to the floor (No underwear) to reveal a really big cock. It wasn't erect at that stage, yet it was still bigger than my husbands.
I knew Philip was only nineteen, and not exactly the brightest kid on the block, but I was so close to cumming, I asked him if he'd had sex before. When he said he hadn't and I looked down at his now fully erect cock, I asked him if he'd like to correct that.
I didn't suck his dick that day, nor did he play with my pussy or breasts. Instead and maybe because his father and my husband were only two floors below, I got Philip to thrust his large cock straight into my pussy from behind. I'm not kidding within twenty seconds of him fucking me, and he knew what he was doing, I'd cum so hard I yelped out loud. He thought he'd hurt me and pulled out. So laying down on the old sofa we have up there, I opened my legs, spread them wide and told him to enter me again.
Having six foot two inch, hundred and ninety pound teenager fucking me as hard as I could take it, was just awesome. Philip hammered away at my pussy like an express train. There was no finesse to his fucking of my pussy, just raw animal fucking and I loved it. When he said he was cumming, I told him to stay in me and felt his cock erupt inside my body. Once he cum filling my pussy, I told Philip to move to one side. Making him lay down on his back, I straddled his head and told him he had to clean me out. When he asked what I meant, I told him he had to lick out his cum from my pussy and swallow it.
It was something I'd tried to get my husband to do for years, but he'd always told me he wasn't gay. No such argument from Philip. Gripping my inner thighs, he pulled me down on top of him and stuck his tongue straight up my cum filled love hole. Philip tongued and lapped at my pussy and then did something I didn't ask him to do, he sucked and licked my clitty. I came all over his face after only a few minutes and collapsed smothering him.
Ten minutes later myself and Philip were in the kitchen when his father and my husband walked in to get beer. The huge smile on Philips face was so joyous, I grinned with him like a Cheshire cat. My husband asked why we were smiling so much, thinking on my feet i told him and Philips father, I'd just promised to help school him in English and math. They made some stupid remark about it being a waste of time, but Philips father promised me he'd keep bringing Philip along each time they watched their sport.
Tonight was such a night. Philip and I had sex in our kitchen and in the room my husband uses to do his computer work. I had philip fuck me over my husbands desk, as they were shouting at the tv in the basement. Philip made me orgasm twice as he fucked me from behind. It's been two weeks since I first let him fuck my asshole, and now he can't get enough of fucking it. Mind you, neither can I.
Oh yeh!, I nearly forgot, Philip's English and math lessons are coming along real fine, as is his sex education.