As a fifteen year old kid, I was a bit of a loner. Most of my friends loved playing football and I hated sports, mainly and perversely because of the size of my penis. It's a little over nine and half inches in length and measures six and half inches around. Back in 1995 when Braveheart came out, there was a king in it called Edward the Longshanks, and that name was given to me by my supposed mates and lots of other kids in school. I hated the name and for a while, having a large penis, as it made me different to other lads my age. And you know, anything different at that age is seen as something to deride or even bully someone about.
There's a couple of villages close to where I used to live growing up. Both of which were and still are places where the wealthy in our area live. Stockbroker belt as it was known back then. And it was around there I used to walk for miles on my own. Some of the walks were amazing places to be, as the houses and the countryside surrounding them were beautiful. And it was during one of my walks when my mates decided to play football on a Sunday, I found myself veering off a trail I'd walked before.
The way I chose to walk took me the rear of line of massive properties. The rear of the properties opened up to the rolling countryside behind them, and it was there I wanted to walk. I'd been cutting along the houses for about fifteen minutes, when I saw a woman quite casually lay naked on very large sun bed. From her position none of the other houses overlooked her, but from my position at the far end of her garden, I could easily see her. And she wasn't just sunbathing.
With a magazine in her left hand, she had her right hand down to her pussy and she was rubbing herself frantically. Even though I was a virgin, I knew what she was doing and why, and it had a very nice effect on my shorts covered cock. By the time she noticed me stood fifty feet away, I had a huge tent in my shorts and she saw it.
At first she jumped when seeing me, but she soon noticed my cock bulge in my shorts. Shouting something to me, I didn't understand her. Then in broken English she shouted over to me "Climb over, come here". There was a low wooden fence separating the garden from the field I was in, and without thinking about it, I hopped over it and walked over to where she continued to play with her pussy. Speaking to me again in a foreign language, she then smiled up at me. Shrugging my shoulders as I didn't know what she'd said, she smiled again and then said "Take off shorts".
I was fifteen, a virgin and in someones back garden with a naked stunningly beautiful young looking woman. A woman who didn't speak very good English and one who obviously didn't care I was watching her masturbate. My cock was achingly hard in my shorts (I don't wear underwear as it's uncomfortable) and for the first time in my life, the prospect of someone seeing my cock didn't freak me out.
So staring at her gorgeous looking pussy, I lowered my shorts and enjoyed the huge grin appearing on her face. I'm not kidding she practically leapt up, gripped my cock shaft and sucked in my cock in one go. I didn't know her name, who she was and if there was anyone else in the house. What I did know was, as she gripped my cock with her left hand, she was married. But after only a few seconds of my first ever blow job, I didn't care. Her mouth worked wonders on my dick and I was soon bucking my hips, making myself fuck her mouth and she and more over, I loved it.
Then as quickly as she'd begun to suck on my cock, she stopped, turned me around and had me sit on the massive sun bed. Getting me to remove my trainers and t-shirt I was like her totally naked. Saying something to me in her own language, she ran across the large patio and into the house. She was gone maybe four or five minutes and I was about to get up and go, but she reappeared with a tube of something and small packet of what I found out were condoms. Getting me to lay back, she lowered her head again and began to devour my cock all over again. After only a few minutes of her sucking on my cock, I wanted to cum and let her know, but she just carried on sucking on my dick, almost as if she'd not been fed in weeks. She was so into sucking as much of my cock as she could, when I came and I'm a large cummer, she'd just slid my cock all the way into her mouth, and my cum flooded her throat making her gag a little. But the young woman who's name I still didn't know, swallowed every single drop. And yet she still didn't stop sucking, licking and every so often nibbling on my length.
Like many young men, it didn't take too long for my cock to rise again, not that it got fully flaccid from her expert fellatio. Only this time when it became fully erect, she unwrapped a condom and slid it along my cock. But it only covered half of my dick. It was her turn to shrug, but she still used some of the tubes contents to smear along my cock shaft and up inside her pussy. Pushing me right down with the sun beating down on us, she climbed up and over me, then sank right down taking my cock up her tight pussy. Every inch she let fill her slowly, until nearly all of my cock was inside of her. I was looking at her medium sized tits and her really large nipples as she moaned tilting her head backwards. Letting my cock stay still in her pussy for quite some time, she then began to very slowly lift up and down using my chest to place her hands on. The feeling was unlike anything I'd experienced wanking, as her soft soaking wet pussy eased along my cock shaft.
After a few minutes of her fucking me slowly, I inadvertently thrust upwards to meet her as she lowered herself down, My cock bottomed out up her pussy and she cried out. I thought I'd hurt her, but instead of crying she began saying something in her own language and began to fuck me hard. She'd orgasmed and I didn't know it.
And from that point onwards I joined in. I lost any inhibitions I'd had. I even thought to myself if her husband came home, I'd easily out run him. So lifting up my hands from her hips, I took hold of both of her breasts and began to gently squeeze and play with her nipples as we fucked, and I do mean we.
I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock and she let out another yell of joy, as she climaxed again on my cock. Moving off me, she knelt up at the head of the sun bed, turned to me and said "Fuck me". Nothing else just "Fuck me". I'd seen things in porn mags and I'd listened as other lads my age spoke of their sexual conquests, but I'd never taken on the role of someone who fucked a girl. Yet it became natural for me to slide every single inch of my cock into her pussy from behind. I was no longer a passenger in this sexual act anymore, I was the one driving my cock up a very beautiful young woman and I'd come of age right then and there. We fucked in that position for what semed like an absolute age. I fucked her as hard as I could, sweating from the heat and my exertion. And with every thrust up her amazing pussy, I got bolder and more into giving her and myself pleasure. She took every inch of my cock over and over again and I later learned why she wanted it so badly. But at that time I only knew to keep on fucking her, so I leaned over her, took hold of her firm white tits and pumped away like a piston up her vagina.
It built right form my stomach, on through my cock and right through whole body. I'd orgasmed many times before masturbating, but they were nothing compared to the overwhelming climax I had, as I thrust my cock so far inside her pussy one last time. When I came, my whole body shook and I literally cried as I came filling the condom deep into her body.
We both collapsed on the sun bed and I lay panting from the effort and the orgasm. She moved up and lay next to me, then did something I'd never done with a girl (Or a boy) she kissed me full on the mouth. Not a motherly peck, but a full on sexual kiss and I responded kissing her back. We kissed for some time and I found myself playing with her breasts and stroking her really wet pussy. She moved both hands down and played with my cock and balls, but we still carried on kissing. Finaly moving apart from me she smiled and said "Misha". I smiled back and told her my name.
Misha invited me inside after we'd both dressed. She put on her bikini and I followed her inside what to me was a mansion. Getting us both a cold drink, we spoke (Slowly) about who she was and where she'd come from. And I told her where I lived and why I was walking along past her home.
Misha who was twenty four at the time came from Slovenia, and was married to a top banker who traveled down to London during the week, and returned home for the weekend. He was in his mid fifties then and from what Misha told me, the condom which only covered half my cock, was in fact too big for her husband. She told me sex with him was all over in minutes, including foreplay and she never ever orgasmed without making herself do so. So to have me appear to her as she masturbating, to her was a god send.
Every week day from then on over the summer holidays I visited Misha, and we became extremely close lovers. Yes I was only fifteen, but my size (I was six foot tall) and looks made me seem to be older. Plus the size of my cock and my willingness to learn everything sexual with her, we soon found ourselves to be sexually inseparable. I fell in love with her in truth, and it broke my heart when she told one afternoon after we'd had sex, she and her husband were moving closer to his work in London. The summer holidays had ended by then and we were sneaking time together whenever we could. I'd turned sixteen and was going through my exams at school, and strangely did really well.
Then it was all over as quickly as it had begun. Life moved on and I eventually met a girl who worked on the same apprenticeship as myself. We made out for around a year and we became incredibly close. But again with her parents moving, we split up and that was that.
Now married but going through the final parts of a divorce to a beautiful woman, but one I found myself falling out of love with some years ago. I searched on line on a whim for a woman named Misha (And her surname). Misha is now forty six, still incredibly good looking, slim and sexually appealing. Unfortunately and I genuinely mean that, her husband passed away only a year ago. She's moved back to the north and lives with her elderly mother. She's not short of money from her marriage so she doesn't work. Which has enabled us to renew our initial but very brief intense relationship.
At the moment it's a casual relationship, but one that's extremely sexual. Misha has asked me if I'd like to make our times together a more permanent thing. She's also told me which hurt, that she'd fallen for me in a big way back in 1995. And only a couple of weeks ago whilst we made love, she whispered she was in love with me.
I have my own business and it's a very successful one too. I've learned not to give too much of myself away, mainly because of past events and of my marriage, but I now find myself falling in love with a woman who I as a kid broke my heart with. Who knows what the future holds. What I do know is I will take care (Financially) of my wife and make sure she's okay. And then we'll see if Misha and I have a life together.
I hope so.