When I was 16 I had a pizza delivery job in the UK. It was minimum wage and almost never like the porn films (not that I saw much porn in 1991) but there was a couple of occasions when I got lucky.

My pizza place was in military town just around the first gulf war. We did a lot of deliveries to military barracks and houses. The favourite delivery was the nurses barracks, but nothing ever actually happened there.

My favourite memory was Mrs D who it turns out was 38 while I was 16. I think it was the 4th or 5th time I delivered to her she asked me to come in for a drink. It was a busy night so I sadly declined. She asked what time I finished (10pm) and offered me an after work drink. I was taken aback (and probably babbling) but said I would come back. Can remember I turned up on a 50cc moped in pizza uniform so hardly a catch and probably not smelling great.

It was a bit awkward as I was a kid just out of school and she was (Mrs Robinson) trying to seduce me when I could not read the signs. Also her husband was a (huge) paratrooper and the house had photos of him in combat gear holding guns on all the walls.

After more stammering we did get down to it. She blew me and I came very quickly but she was patient and we had sex several times that night. She had a tight body and was a great shag, especially for a sixteen year old lad. She was petite with small tits and luckily was easily turned on so we both came a few times. I think I lasted longer than usual (at that young age) by looking at photos of her paratrooper husband on the walls!

This went on once or twice a week for about six months before the husband returned. She taught me a lot about sex and I missed her...

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by Anonymous on Jun 12, 2017 at 7:37 PM

I had my own Mrs. Robinson experience when I was 13. Two doors down from where I lived Mrs. Johnson needed a boy to do yard work and I needed a job. My mom knew Mrs. Johnson and so offered my services without consulting me but I didn't really mind. Mrs. Johnson was nice, not hard to look at despite being 43 years old and she paid well.

It was a summer job and so it started in June right after school let out and I put everything into it. I worked from sun up to mid afternoon 5-6 days a week. That may seem to be a lot for yard work but she had ten acres and the place was trashed after decades of neglect so it was a full time job all summer.

Mrs. Johnson always paid every day at the end of the day, frequently brought out cold drinks for me, fed me lunch and then dinner when I was done.

By early July she was getting a bit affectionate but I didn't mind. She was pretty sexy for a woman her age or for that matter any age. Then one day she was dressed in the skimpiest bikini leaving little to the imagination. I had never seen a woman wear so little in front of me. She caught me staring at her huge tits covered by slightly less than enough to cover her nipples. They bounced as she walked to me. I couldn't help but stare. That's when she got down on her knees and asked if I'd like my dick sucked. I'd never had my dick sucked before. I stuttered and mumbled while she undid my pants. I was trying to say yes but was too stunned to say anything meaningful. She took my mumble as a yes and finished undoing my pants and before I knew it I felt her warm wet soft mouth engulf my little dick and balls. Her tongue slurped all over and it was the most wonderful experience of my life.

Three days later she took my virginity and by mid July we were fucking for a few hours every day. She taught me how to kiss and eat pussy and I was gaining confidence proud that I could make a grown woman cum.

Then one day her husband came back from the war. It was a different war than the one you mentioned. This was 48 years ago. He was a Marine, former drill sergeant and had requested to be sent to Vietnam to do his part more directly.

I guess Mrs. Johnson wasn't expecting sergeant Johnson back so soon. We were both naked together and I was fucking her for all I was worth and was just about to cum in her when sergeant Johnson marched into the bedroom.

I'll bet you probably think he went ballistic. Nope. What alerted me to his presense was his laughter. He just stood there in his Marine uniform with his hands on his hips laughing his ass off at us. My cum was interrupted so my dick shriveled up instantly. Mrs. Johnson seemed a bit confused and startled but grabbed a sheet and covered herself up.

Sergeant Johnson stopped laughing long enough to come over and grab me by the shoulder as I was scrambling to grab my clothes. I thought he was going to slug me. Instead he told me to get back in bed with his wife and finish the job. I was scared thinking he was going to do something truly weird like fuck me in the ass or something but instead he just stood there like a movie director giving me instructions and tips. Pretty soon I was hard again and fucking like before and oddly it was more exciting with an audience. I finally came in Mrs. Johnson's pussy and Sergeant Johnson instructed his confused wife to lick me clean. Then he told me to get dressed and have a seat in the corner.

"No watch a real man fuck his wife after 18 months of bloody war!" Sergeant Johnson had a Johnson like a horse. I hadn't known a dick could get so big. I started to understand why he was laughing. He fucked her hard and kept pumping away and finally after about ten solid minutes in which she came at least three times, he came in her. He made her lick him clean and then turned to me and said "Now THAT'S how you fuck a woman!"

After that he paid me for the yard work and told me to report to work at sunrise the next morning. He was on leave and expected to be home until mid September. Meanwhile I still had my job and every day was the same as it was before except instead of Mrs. Johnson coming out to invite me inside for a fuck, sergeant Johnson would come out and order me inside to warm up his wife. He'd sit and watch, not jerking off, just giving me tips or instructions and watch while I would cum in her mouth or pussy or asshole and then he'd order her to lick me clean and then I'd get dressed and sat down and watched while he fucked his wife in front of me. Sometimes he'd invite me onto the bed for a close up view of something he thought I might find interesting.

The summer finally ended and so did the yard work until the leaves fell that fall. I went back to school to the 8th grade so accustomed to daily fucking that I was nearly jaded. I hardly noticed the girls since I had someone I was fucking.

Finally sergeant Johnson had to go back to the war and the day before he left he told me to take care of his wife while he was gone. Sergeant Johnson was about the coolest guy I'd ever known. I kept fucking his wife throughout the rest of middle school and high school until the war ended and he came back home for good and that was near the time I graduated from high school He attended my graduation as one of my four guests, the other three being Mrs. Johnson and my parents. He even gave me my first car, an old Ford and helped me fix it up.

I went away to college, graduated and moved cross country for work and it was many years later that I got a call from my mom telling me sergeant Johnson had died. I went back for the funeral. After the funeral Mrs. Johnson gave me a note written by sergeant Johnson it read "Fuck her one more time for me will ya kid?" I showed the note to her and she cried then I cried and later that weekend I fucked her for old times sake while my wife stood there with her hands on her hips watching.

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by Anonymous on Jun 13, 2017 at 9:10 AM

That Mrs Johnson story turned poignant... started off so carefree yet somehow knew it was coming.
What a man eh.

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