Straight Female / 36
Older Men
Every morning I would watch him masturbate and play with my breasts, pussy and clit.
He knew I was watching, which made him toss his huge cock even more.
After a few weeks it got to the point of us stood at our respective bedroom wondows and giving each other a show. But Covid stopped us from doing what we ultimately wanted to do, fuck one another.
As soon as things relaxed, we met outside in a local park. I couldn't resist and had to feel that enough cock of his. It had been all I'd thought about all morning.
Stroking it with people nearby, made it all the more horny for me and I desperately wanted to feel it deep inside my love holes.
But my husband was at home that day, so we couldn't go back to mine.
His wife was at home too, but without going too much into it, she wasn't capable of caring.
So horny for sex, I decided to take Martin to a place just outside the park, and into some woodland.
The sheer joy of opening his trousers and sucking in his cock after weeks of watching him masturbate, was a sexual relief.
I gave his cock more attention than my husband had allowed me with his, all year.
And when it became so hard and throbbing in my mouth, I knew I wasn't going to stop.
Lifting my skirt, I made Martin remove my knickers.
I'd leaned over and was expecting him to slam his cock up my pussy. But instead I felt his breath on my backside as he pulled my arse cheeks apart.
That moment when his tongue snaked between my legs and began licking my along my pussy slit, and to my clit, will stay with me forever.
As will the first orgasm he made me have, by sucking on my clit and fingering both my pussy and arsehole.
Still shaking from the orgasm, he got up behind me, and I sighed loudly as he slid his beautiful penis deep inside my c**t. I know some women don't like that word, but when you're being fucked so rawly and so rough, it's becomes to me, my c**t.
And Martin gave me the raw fucking of my life. I was like a rag doll on his cock, but I didn't care. I wanted the sex to be dirty, to be base and savage. I'd dreamed of Martin fucking me like that and in that woodland he just fucked me until his balls exploded and I felt his sperm flood my vagina.
I'd climaxed twice as his cock pounded me, so by the time his cum filled my insides, I was totally his.
When he pulled out, he wasn't finished. Going back down on me, he tongued away at my pussy and arsehole, making me orgasm one more time.
Standing facing Martin, we kissed and he played with my breasts through my top.
I wanted to be naked with him, but that had to wait.
Just like our next sexual liaison.
It was nearly a week later when I text him to call round. My husband finally back at work after being furloughed.
Martin and I fucked all morning and again once he'd checked on his wife. By mid afternoon I'd taken three cum loads from him, and both my pussy and arsehole were throbbing from his attentions.
Before he left me that day, I took my time to do something I'd never tried before. Martin had me ride his face, and believe me the fifty four year old gave me, my love holes and my clit, the tonguing of a lifetime.
When my husband got in I was in the bath. He wanted his evening meal, so I cooked it going over and over in my mind what Martin and I had enjoyed that day.
Like many many times before, my husband had his whisky and fell asleep in his chair. His cock useless to me, even if I tried to suck to life.
It didn't matter though, because I knew the following day, my older lover would be pleasuring me all over again.
It's been six months and Martin and I have sex two to three times a week. More if we can.
I'll never go back to just one man, especially my husband.
I enjoy sex too much to stop my liaisons with Martin, and I know he loves fucking a younger woman. From now on, older men are going to be my way of enjoying cock. And that's a promise to myself.
He knew I was watching, which made him toss his huge cock even more.
After a few weeks it got to the point of us stood at our respective bedroom wondows and giving each other a show. But Covid stopped us from doing what we ultimately wanted to do, fuck one another.
As soon as things relaxed, we met outside in a local park. I couldn't resist and had to feel that enough cock of his. It had been all I'd thought about all morning.
Stroking it with people nearby, made it all the more horny for me and I desperately wanted to feel it deep inside my love holes.
But my husband was at home that day, so we couldn't go back to mine.
His wife was at home too, but without going too much into it, she wasn't capable of caring.
So horny for sex, I decided to take Martin to a place just outside the park, and into some woodland.
The sheer joy of opening his trousers and sucking in his cock after weeks of watching him masturbate, was a sexual relief.
I gave his cock more attention than my husband had allowed me with his, all year.
And when it became so hard and throbbing in my mouth, I knew I wasn't going to stop.
Lifting my skirt, I made Martin remove my knickers.
I'd leaned over and was expecting him to slam his cock up my pussy. But instead I felt his breath on my backside as he pulled my arse cheeks apart.
That moment when his tongue snaked between my legs and began licking my along my pussy slit, and to my clit, will stay with me forever.
As will the first orgasm he made me have, by sucking on my clit and fingering both my pussy and arsehole.
Still shaking from the orgasm, he got up behind me, and I sighed loudly as he slid his beautiful penis deep inside my c**t. I know some women don't like that word, but when you're being fucked so rawly and so rough, it's becomes to me, my c**t.
And Martin gave me the raw fucking of my life. I was like a rag doll on his cock, but I didn't care. I wanted the sex to be dirty, to be base and savage. I'd dreamed of Martin fucking me like that and in that woodland he just fucked me until his balls exploded and I felt his sperm flood my vagina.
I'd climaxed twice as his cock pounded me, so by the time his cum filled my insides, I was totally his.
When he pulled out, he wasn't finished. Going back down on me, he tongued away at my pussy and arsehole, making me orgasm one more time.
Standing facing Martin, we kissed and he played with my breasts through my top.
I wanted to be naked with him, but that had to wait.
Just like our next sexual liaison.
It was nearly a week later when I text him to call round. My husband finally back at work after being furloughed.
Martin and I fucked all morning and again once he'd checked on his wife. By mid afternoon I'd taken three cum loads from him, and both my pussy and arsehole were throbbing from his attentions.
Before he left me that day, I took my time to do something I'd never tried before. Martin had me ride his face, and believe me the fifty four year old gave me, my love holes and my clit, the tonguing of a lifetime.
When my husband got in I was in the bath. He wanted his evening meal, so I cooked it going over and over in my mind what Martin and I had enjoyed that day.
Like many many times before, my husband had his whisky and fell asleep in his chair. His cock useless to me, even if I tried to suck to life.
It didn't matter though, because I knew the following day, my older lover would be pleasuring me all over again.
It's been six months and Martin and I have sex two to three times a week. More if we can.
I'll never go back to just one man, especially my husband.
I enjoy sex too much to stop my liaisons with Martin, and I know he loves fucking a younger woman. From now on, older men are going to be my way of enjoying cock. And that's a promise to myself.
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