Before last spring I was a lonely sexually frustrated housewife. My husband works away a lot, so we seldom have sex more than four or five times a month. I love sex and have a healthy appetite for what some might think of as dirty hard sex, but it's the kind of sex I enjoy the most.
Our two kids are now in full time school, so it left me when I wasn't working in my part time job, able to masturbate when my husband wasn't around, which was pretty much all the time.
I was masturbating last spring, happily fucking myself with my favorite dildo, watching porn on my lap top. When I saw a face appear at the rear doors to our home. I jumped up and covered up myself, and only then realized who it was. It was a young guy who lives locally to our home, and who sometimes goes off on a tangent. He's called Paul and he's now nineteen. His mental state sometimes gets him into trouble, but he's a real nice guy. Unfortunately for him he cannot be trusted to work, so he gets a lot of time to himself.
Paul's size and build often frightens people as his only past time before meeting me, was lifting weights and exercising. But it wasn't Paul's build per say I was drawn to, looking at him stood at our patio doors. It was the size and thickness of his cock he held in his right hand.
If and I genuinely mean this, I'd been having more sex with my husband than we'd been having, I wouldn't have got up and walked naked to those doors that day. But it had been over two weeks since I'd had any sexual contact with my husband and I was still desperately horny from playing with myself. Getting to the patio doors, I saw a model helicopter on our back lawn and a remote control unit by Paul's feet. He'd obviously flown his toy into our garden and saw me masturbating.
Opening the door staring at his huge cock, I asked Paul if he was ok. He responded by saying in a quiet way "I think I am, I'd like to taste you". It's not the best chat up line I'd ever heard, but it was straight to the point.
Taking the young man by his hand, I lead him inside and over to our large couch where I'd been fucking myself. Lying down, I spread my legs and was about to tell Paul what to do. I didn't need to tell him.
Kneeling down on the lounge floor, Paul moved my legs apart even further, put his head between my legs and sniffed at my pussy. Smiling up at me as if to give me a positive note, he bent down lower and began to give me what became over half an hour of orgasms and the best cunnilingus I've ever had in my life.
I'm not sure where he learned how to lick, tongue and suck a woman's pussy and clit before, but I was so taken with his oral abilities I came five times from his seemingly expert ways. In the end I had to beg him to stop and to fuck me.
Raising his head he asked me if he was doing it right. The huge smile on my face and the fact I was urging him to put his massive cock into me, persuaded him he'd done more than ok.
I knew I should have had him wear a condom, but they were upstairs and I desperately wanted him to be inside me. More to the point I wanted his massive tool fucking me. Turning over, I presented Paul with my pussy thinking he'd slam that enormous piece of man meat up my pussy, but Paul the so called "slow guy" had other ideas. As quickly as I've ever been entered there, Paul slid his mammoth cock up my arsehole in one go. It was like apoker being forced into my arse and it fucking hurt. Turning to face him, I was going to say something, but seeing the look of pure extasy on his face I turned back around and just gritted my teeth.
I only had to grit my teeth for a little while though, as I'd often been fucked in my arsehole in the past. Paul's cock however and I'll let you know just how big it is shortly, was stretching me like never before. Telling me I was a dirty woman, he began to fuck me like I was a rag doll. And I absolutely couldn't get enough of his huge cock fucking me.
We fucked doggy, missionary, me on top after getting him to remove all his clothing and then finally I had him spoon fuck me on the rug near the fire. I'd cum I don't know how many times from his cock being so so deep up my arse, I was totally knackered sexually. So when he finally came filling my rear fuck hole, pumping load after load up me, I was ready for a rest.
Looking at the clock, I realized it was almost time for the kids to be finishing school. Getting Paul to clean himself up, I asked him if he'd call by the day after. When he left with his remote control helicopter, I knew he'd be back the next day. Climbing the stairs as if I'd been fucked by a horse, I took a quick shower, dressed and went to pick up the children.
The following day, right on time, Paul was at our rear patio doors again. Letting him in I walked us up to my bedroom, got him and me undressed and then had a little fun with his fully erect cock. Sucking him for the first time I had trouble taking in even half of his enormous cock. When it was fully erect, I got out a tape measure used for measuring clothing and slid it along his pulsating dick. My husband's cock measures a little under six inches when erect. Paul's impressively massive cock was a little over eleven inches long, and six and a half inches around.
Looking pleased with himself when I told him it was the biggest cock I'd ever seen, we went on to have over two hours of sex. Again Paul took his time giving me cunnilingus, licking my labia's and clit, and then sucking all of my pussy into his mouth. before he spread my pussy with his cock. He pounded away at my pussy for ages, making me cum all over his cock more than once. He fucked my arsehole too, not giving me a moments rest.
When Paul came deep inside me this time though, I had him tongue me out until he'd swallowed every drop he could from my arse. We stayed in bed kissing and playing with each others sex and Paul asked me if I would continue to let him fuck me. His answer came the next day and the next. Only my husband returning from a trip abroad stopped us fucking for another week.
It hasn't stopped us fucking altogether though, as when my husband is away now, I text Paul on his new phone, a phone I've taught him how to use. And we arrange a time when he can call round. I know to him I'm just an older woman he can empty his balls into. But to me he's my sexual life line, and the reason my kids still have a mum and dad in the same household.