Straight Female / 44
Gave In Now I'm Stuck
Two years ago, my life was in a rut. Husband never home, kids all away at college, neighbor kid getting extra money to do our lawn and whatever else we needed he could handle. He was a senior in high school. I considered myself lucky if my husband fucked me once every couple of months. It seemed like the gaps between sex were stretching longer and longer and I started wondering after each time if this was it, is this the last time we fuck? I have friends who haven't had sex with their husbands in a decade so I felt like we were trending in that direction. I couldn't understand why. I was 42, not what I was physically when we met in college but after 20 years and two kids I was only about ten pounds heavier and a bit saggier in places but I thought I had held up better than most women. He just lost interest of maybe he was just bored.
Back to the neighbor boy. You all can see what's coming. Around the time he graduated high school I noticed he wasn't a goofy kid anymore, he mad matured into a nice looking confident kid. I realized one day that I enjoyed his company. We'd chat and I'd keep the conversation going because I didn't want him to leave. One night I masturbated fantasizing about me talking him into coming inside the house for some reason, him settling in and me giving him oral sex. masturbated to versions of this a lot. Started to lust about it, I'd peek out the windows looking at him, looking at his crotch and sometimes seeing what appeared to be a big dick hidden in there.
I started thinking "just once, he's a just once." I mean I didn't need to fuck him I just wanted him to myself for a little while, his hands on me, my hands and mouth making him feel so good. Stroking him, giving him the best blow job of his young life, making his toes curl when he came, giving him a memory to last forever.
I thought so much about it I realized later that I had mentally rehearsed exactly what i would do if given the chance. Have you ever thought back on a sexual experience and wished you'd done this or that? At the time you thought you'd have more chances and just never got another shot at it? Regret, I also felt regret and would play the scenario out in my head over and over so I'd be ready if I got the chance again. I had a chance at a threesome with my husband and one of his friends. My husband wanted to so bad and was so disappointed when I didn't. Thing was I wanted to so badly I really did but my insecurities made me hold back. God I regretted it and wished for a do over and rehearsed what I would do but never got the chance.
With this "just once" idea though, I not only primed myself for what I would do to totally satisfy myself, but I turned the fantasy into an obsession. He appeared to start enjoying my company to. I would always go outside when he was working and he'd always stop to come over to talk. What used to take him a half hour was now taking two hours. I told him my entire life story and forgive me but I started enticing him, turning around to give him an unfettered view of my ass, going braless and leaning over, shamelessly touching him, laughing at his jokes, leaning into him, hugging him. One day when he was done I gave him a good by kiss that lingered. I was very careful to keep our interactions out of view of our neighbors or his parents, yeah that sounds bad I know.
One day, contravening all my mentally rehearsed ruses to get him inside my house and away from prying eyes, he knocked and walked right into my kitchen on a day he wasn't expected to be over. This was in early August of 2019. I turned 43 in July. He was 18. He said he was leaving for school in a few weeks, wanted to ask me some questions about school, he was wearing loose fitting shorts that failed to hide his half stiff dick. He looked so big. I had to fight the urge to just pull it out and suck on it. So many doubts, does he want ? Is he even attracted? Am I going to make a fool of myself and never be able to show him my face again?
All those rehearsed scenarios and I froze. I was trembling with fear and lust. Then I found out just how confident he was. He walked over and said "I've wanted to do this for awhile." and he kissed me, no lingering kiss this was a deep French kiss with hands all over my ass, then my top being pulled down giving him access to suck my tits in turn.
Of course, me being me I tried to end it. Something I'd fantasized about and convinced myself I would do, when the chance came I tried to back out. I'd sent this kid every signal in the book now here he was taking the big leap and my mind was in a panic. He was more confident than I was, he kept at it. I never said no, didn't tell him to stop I was just saying we "we shouldn't do this" and he was saying "no one will ever know, we need to" and then I felt his dick pressing against me, he was so big and so hard and had been so long since a man wanted me and I took that step, pulling his dick out, stroking it and my visualizing took over.
I pulled him to the living room, through a pillow on the floor and pulled his shorts down and I pleasured his beautiful dick like I've never done for anyone. His dick dwarfed my husband's and was probably a third bigger than the biggest guy I'd ever been with. I used my hands, my mouth and my tits to make him moan and moan he was in heaven. I sucked his balls, tongue flicked his cock head, sucked and did my damnest to deep throat him and when I was ready I closed my eyes and went through with it to the end. I made him cum and swallowed every drop. After we were both embarrassed, We talked, I convinced him it was a one time thing, he said it was the first time any girl had done that and he went off.
The clock started ticking, I was terrified someone would find out, he'd tell someone, a friend, it would get around, people would talk, my husband would find out ugh. I counted down the days until he was set to go to school. Unfortunately, I was torn. I wanted to suck him off again, I really wanted to feel what it would be like to have him inside me, to take his virginity and send him to school a man as they say.
Next time he was over, we were both stand offish. He was obviously upset. Next time I said hey let's talk, he came inside the house and I ended up blowing him in me bed. He explored my body but I didn't let him strip me nude but he did reach into my panties to finger me.
Once again, that was the last time right. Except I shaved my pussy, which I hadn't done in forever, and the next day he was scheduled I wore loose shorts and a tank with no underwear and played it passively. I wouldn't start it but If it happened I'd let him do what ever he wanted. I flirted and shook my tail at him. It was like ringing the dinner bell. I ended up with his dick in my mouth in my bedroom again down to my shorts, he had total access and was thrilled with "how smooth" my pussy was and started asking to see it. I said ok but no fucking (why tho because I wanted to) but he took off my shorts and soon my legs were spread and he was checking me out all wide eyed and slid his fingers into me and licked me. I showed him how to ate me and he got the hang of it and the young guy gave me my first male delivered orgasm in forever. After I came, I was relaxed, legs spread, wet and planning to suck him off when he tried to push his dick into. I was thinking on the consequences should someone find out, he wanted to fuck and I said not to, he said he wanted to so bad "please teach me" and I gave in, I stoked his dick getting it rock hard, sucked on it, got my pussy wet and grabbed his dick and guided it in. It was tight and uncomfortable, he really is big but I took charge and made him push while I pushed too and he managed to pop in and slide deep. Then I had him pull in and out, I got wetter and looser and soon he was giving me a half assed fuck that felt good. At the end he fucked fast and hard. It hurt a bit but he came in me and he wasn't a virgin anymore.
Next day he came over to fuck again. I tried to talk him out of it but he was leaving for school and wanted to try again, wanted to please me and soon I was sucking his dick again and then he led the way to a pretty nice fuck. I taught him about how it's best to avoid cervix pounding and the next day we tried a few new positions and by the time he went to school we'd fucked a dozen times or so and he'd gotten pretty skilled with that big dick of his and he was able to fuck me to orgasm easily. He had figured it out.
He went to school, it was a huge relief. Him being away signaled it was over and no one knew, hopefully no one would ever know. He visited at Thanksgiving, I saw him, waved but my husband was home and it no issue, back to normal a very nice memory.
Then later, Covid hit. He came home to stay. My husband being essential was never around and it didn't take long for my young friend to come around. He ha drown up a bit, tried to take me right to bed, I told him I decided we shouldn't we should leave it in the past. He wasn't interested, he persisted, he pushed, he dropped hints of revealing our secret as in well since it's over maybe we should just come clean and start fresh. Like an idiot i greed to "just one more time" a very similar idea to what got me into this. Of course just one more time led to one more, and one more and he was always such a great fuck he got better and better and
I was stuck. I loved sucking his dick, loved him fucking me, was terrified it would get out.
He's become very bold. He will sneak in the house while my husband is mowing the lawn or heads out for a few minutes to pressure me for head or a quick fuck and no matter how much I deflect he ends up getting what he wants. I've gotten to where I just give right in. I either suck him off or we fuck and I cum my brains out and hustle him out so we don't get caught. I love the sex, hate the fear.
Back to the neighbor boy. You all can see what's coming. Around the time he graduated high school I noticed he wasn't a goofy kid anymore, he mad matured into a nice looking confident kid. I realized one day that I enjoyed his company. We'd chat and I'd keep the conversation going because I didn't want him to leave. One night I masturbated fantasizing about me talking him into coming inside the house for some reason, him settling in and me giving him oral sex. masturbated to versions of this a lot. Started to lust about it, I'd peek out the windows looking at him, looking at his crotch and sometimes seeing what appeared to be a big dick hidden in there.
I started thinking "just once, he's a just once." I mean I didn't need to fuck him I just wanted him to myself for a little while, his hands on me, my hands and mouth making him feel so good. Stroking him, giving him the best blow job of his young life, making his toes curl when he came, giving him a memory to last forever.
I thought so much about it I realized later that I had mentally rehearsed exactly what i would do if given the chance. Have you ever thought back on a sexual experience and wished you'd done this or that? At the time you thought you'd have more chances and just never got another shot at it? Regret, I also felt regret and would play the scenario out in my head over and over so I'd be ready if I got the chance again. I had a chance at a threesome with my husband and one of his friends. My husband wanted to so bad and was so disappointed when I didn't. Thing was I wanted to so badly I really did but my insecurities made me hold back. God I regretted it and wished for a do over and rehearsed what I would do but never got the chance.
With this "just once" idea though, I not only primed myself for what I would do to totally satisfy myself, but I turned the fantasy into an obsession. He appeared to start enjoying my company to. I would always go outside when he was working and he'd always stop to come over to talk. What used to take him a half hour was now taking two hours. I told him my entire life story and forgive me but I started enticing him, turning around to give him an unfettered view of my ass, going braless and leaning over, shamelessly touching him, laughing at his jokes, leaning into him, hugging him. One day when he was done I gave him a good by kiss that lingered. I was very careful to keep our interactions out of view of our neighbors or his parents, yeah that sounds bad I know.
One day, contravening all my mentally rehearsed ruses to get him inside my house and away from prying eyes, he knocked and walked right into my kitchen on a day he wasn't expected to be over. This was in early August of 2019. I turned 43 in July. He was 18. He said he was leaving for school in a few weeks, wanted to ask me some questions about school, he was wearing loose fitting shorts that failed to hide his half stiff dick. He looked so big. I had to fight the urge to just pull it out and suck on it. So many doubts, does he want ? Is he even attracted? Am I going to make a fool of myself and never be able to show him my face again?
All those rehearsed scenarios and I froze. I was trembling with fear and lust. Then I found out just how confident he was. He walked over and said "I've wanted to do this for awhile." and he kissed me, no lingering kiss this was a deep French kiss with hands all over my ass, then my top being pulled down giving him access to suck my tits in turn.
Of course, me being me I tried to end it. Something I'd fantasized about and convinced myself I would do, when the chance came I tried to back out. I'd sent this kid every signal in the book now here he was taking the big leap and my mind was in a panic. He was more confident than I was, he kept at it. I never said no, didn't tell him to stop I was just saying we "we shouldn't do this" and he was saying "no one will ever know, we need to" and then I felt his dick pressing against me, he was so big and so hard and had been so long since a man wanted me and I took that step, pulling his dick out, stroking it and my visualizing took over.
I pulled him to the living room, through a pillow on the floor and pulled his shorts down and I pleasured his beautiful dick like I've never done for anyone. His dick dwarfed my husband's and was probably a third bigger than the biggest guy I'd ever been with. I used my hands, my mouth and my tits to make him moan and moan he was in heaven. I sucked his balls, tongue flicked his cock head, sucked and did my damnest to deep throat him and when I was ready I closed my eyes and went through with it to the end. I made him cum and swallowed every drop. After we were both embarrassed, We talked, I convinced him it was a one time thing, he said it was the first time any girl had done that and he went off.
The clock started ticking, I was terrified someone would find out, he'd tell someone, a friend, it would get around, people would talk, my husband would find out ugh. I counted down the days until he was set to go to school. Unfortunately, I was torn. I wanted to suck him off again, I really wanted to feel what it would be like to have him inside me, to take his virginity and send him to school a man as they say.
Next time he was over, we were both stand offish. He was obviously upset. Next time I said hey let's talk, he came inside the house and I ended up blowing him in me bed. He explored my body but I didn't let him strip me nude but he did reach into my panties to finger me.
Once again, that was the last time right. Except I shaved my pussy, which I hadn't done in forever, and the next day he was scheduled I wore loose shorts and a tank with no underwear and played it passively. I wouldn't start it but If it happened I'd let him do what ever he wanted. I flirted and shook my tail at him. It was like ringing the dinner bell. I ended up with his dick in my mouth in my bedroom again down to my shorts, he had total access and was thrilled with "how smooth" my pussy was and started asking to see it. I said ok but no fucking (why tho because I wanted to) but he took off my shorts and soon my legs were spread and he was checking me out all wide eyed and slid his fingers into me and licked me. I showed him how to ate me and he got the hang of it and the young guy gave me my first male delivered orgasm in forever. After I came, I was relaxed, legs spread, wet and planning to suck him off when he tried to push his dick into. I was thinking on the consequences should someone find out, he wanted to fuck and I said not to, he said he wanted to so bad "please teach me" and I gave in, I stoked his dick getting it rock hard, sucked on it, got my pussy wet and grabbed his dick and guided it in. It was tight and uncomfortable, he really is big but I took charge and made him push while I pushed too and he managed to pop in and slide deep. Then I had him pull in and out, I got wetter and looser and soon he was giving me a half assed fuck that felt good. At the end he fucked fast and hard. It hurt a bit but he came in me and he wasn't a virgin anymore.
Next day he came over to fuck again. I tried to talk him out of it but he was leaving for school and wanted to try again, wanted to please me and soon I was sucking his dick again and then he led the way to a pretty nice fuck. I taught him about how it's best to avoid cervix pounding and the next day we tried a few new positions and by the time he went to school we'd fucked a dozen times or so and he'd gotten pretty skilled with that big dick of his and he was able to fuck me to orgasm easily. He had figured it out.
He went to school, it was a huge relief. Him being away signaled it was over and no one knew, hopefully no one would ever know. He visited at Thanksgiving, I saw him, waved but my husband was home and it no issue, back to normal a very nice memory.
Then later, Covid hit. He came home to stay. My husband being essential was never around and it didn't take long for my young friend to come around. He ha drown up a bit, tried to take me right to bed, I told him I decided we shouldn't we should leave it in the past. He wasn't interested, he persisted, he pushed, he dropped hints of revealing our secret as in well since it's over maybe we should just come clean and start fresh. Like an idiot i greed to "just one more time" a very similar idea to what got me into this. Of course just one more time led to one more, and one more and he was always such a great fuck he got better and better and
I was stuck. I loved sucking his dick, loved him fucking me, was terrified it would get out.
He's become very bold. He will sneak in the house while my husband is mowing the lawn or heads out for a few minutes to pressure me for head or a quick fuck and no matter how much I deflect he ends up getting what he wants. I've gotten to where I just give right in. I either suck him off or we fuck and I cum my brains out and hustle him out so we don't get caught. I love the sex, hate the fear.
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