My name is Marian, I'm fifty three, married and have three grandchildren by two daughters. My husband's libido and ability to even get an erection went about six or seven years ago, yet my sex drive has never once dropped.
When we first stopped having sex, I'd use all sorts of things to fuck myself with, but I missed the human contact and if I'm honest, I also missed being down right dirty. Dildo's, vibrator's and my imagination was all I had for some time. Then out of the blue two years ago, my semi retired husband took up golf and I found myself with lots of time on my hands. Messing about on the internet one afternoon after I'd just dropped one of the grand kids off at nursery, I looked through some porn sites and then looked at a contact site. Deciding there and then to chance it, I joined, putting in my profile and then did something I'd never done before. Getting naked I took some very horny pictures of myself and uploaded them to my profile. Within half an hour I had five men wanting to contact me. Within two hours I'd swapped some more pictures I'd taken fucking myself with a dildo, with a young guy called Tom. He sent me pictures of himself masturbating and also of himself cumming onto what looked like a computer desk.
Before I logged off, I asked him if he'd like to meet in person. We set a date for the very next day, knowing my husband would be out playing golf and I didn't have any parental responsibilities. Tom arrived just before lunch, and ten minutes later I had a twenty four year olds face between my legs and he was lapping at my pussy and clit as if we'd been having sex for years. It felt divine after so long, so it didn't take me too long at all to climax, and I kept on climaxing as Tom didn't relent once, from licking and sucking on my huge engorged clit.
Yet I wanted the ultimate sexual act, I wanted fucking and I'd already seen his beautiful cock in the pictures we'd swapped. Removing the rest of his clothing and his boxers, we moved into a sixty nine and I spent an absolute age sucking on my first cock for nearly seven years. By the time Tom wanted to bury his cock up me, I must have licked kissed and gently bitten every single inch of his long throbbing cock.
Tom got me kneel up on the couch. Standing behind me, I thought he was going to thrust his cock straight into my pussy, but I was wrong. He did enter my pussy but not with his cock at first. Sliding what felt like his whole hand slowly into my soaking wet folds, Tom began to finger fuck me and fuck me hard. He absolutely pumelled my pussy with his fingers, making me shake violently with yet another orgasm. Then quickly removing his fingers, he replaced them with his cock.
Keeping still inside my pussy, I wondered what he was doing. That was until I felt his wet fingers, two I think, enter my arsehole. As soon as his finger slid right up my bum, he began to fuck my pussy. As one hole got fucked the other hole was almost pulled out of, and so on and so on for easily fifteen minutes. I was in sexual heaven by then, and had cum again. His cockmwas driving me wild with lust and his fingers just brutilised my arsehole. He didn't go easy on me at all, and I loved it. Tom might have looked geeky, he might not be anyone idea of an Adonnis, yet that afternoon in our loung, that beautiful young man made a grandmother extremely happy.
Telling me he wanted to cum, I told him to replace his fingers with his cock. Slipping out of my pussy, he instantly fed his cock right back up my arsehole. Shagging me for all he was worth, I felt his cock explode up my bum and it was the best feeling I'd had in years. Rubbing my own clit as he fucked me, I came only moments after he flooded my rear with his hot sticky cum.
From then on Tom became a very frequent visitor to our home. I always knew the day before when my husband was playing golf, so it made it easy to text Tom to tell him when he could call round. For eighteen months we had an affair and with each day of sex, we only got more and more lurid with each other. I truly love hard dirty sex, so it was a shame when Tom's work moved much further away. We did occasionally meet up for sex, often outdoors, but those times became less frequent. Eventually we stopped seeing each other. But it didn't stop me from having more fun.
Instead of using the internet, fearing someone might recognize me I began to become more bold when I was out and about. You'd be surprised or maybe you wouldn't, just how many married men are out there are willing to have a quick no strings fuck, with a very horny slim reasonably good looking grandmother. Believe me I've met men in supermarkets, walking my dog, at a bank one day and the usual, at a bar I like every now and then going into.
Over the past twelve months or so, I've had sex with eight different men. Ranging from seventeen to fifty eight. All of them have been more than keen to fuck me as I like to be fucked, and all of them to a man have fucked me more than once. At this present time I'm involved with two men. Both of them are in sexless marriages and both of them know about the other. I've not yet had a threesome, but then again I suppose I haven't asked. Maybe this coming weekend when my husband plays in his society game, I'll invite both of my lover around.
So my advise if anyone wants it, is to go out there if your horny and wanting fun. Get chatting to people depending on your sex and what you like. And make damn sure they know you're up for a damn hard dirty fucking. It works for me.