Straight Female / 39
Making Him Happy
Nearly four months ago I got chatting with a neighbour who lives up the lane from our home.
He was quizzing me about cheating. Asking me if I'd ever cheated on my husband. I was going to lie, but finally told him I'd had sex with several men during our marriage.
Looking at me with lustful eyes, he said "That's what I've been told".
When I asked by whom, he responded "One of your old lovers"
He eventually got to the point asking me if I'd ever consider letting an older man like him fuck me. He explained he'd been given a diagnosis by his doctor and it wasn't good.
He said he wanted to fuck a good looking woman before he no longer had the health to do so.
I should have said no, but I didn't and ended up walking to his cottage.
Len's no longer with us, but for nine weeks every other day Len fucked me in his home.
It wasn't sensual loving sex either, and by heavens did Len have a big one.
That first afternoon he lay me over the arm of his sofa, not even thinking about foreplay and fucked me from behind like I was a prostitute.
It'd been some time since I was last fucked like that, as my husband just doesn't have the capacity or will to treat me like a bitch. But Len had no hang ups about enjoying my pussy and came in my kitty, twice.
I didn't orgasm that first time, which was and is unusual for me. But two days later when riding his huge cock in his bedroom, I climaxed several times.
While Len had his health, and he lasted longer than his doctors told him, he literally fucked me like a rag doll.
Even on our last occasion when he'd started to feel ill, Len spent an age tonguing my pussy and arsehole, before fucking my rear, something he desperately wanted to do, and left a huge load deep inside my backside.
I attended Lens funeral a couple of weeks ago, along with only a few other people. During the service the priest read out a message from Len he'd made before he died. And part of it was this "Before I pop my clogs, I'd like say M you made an older man extremely happy".
No one, especially my husband, will ever know what Ken and I did together, other than on here, but I will say, Len's not going to be the only older man to fuck me from now on. And to that end I've recently been letting an older (60's) guy chat me up when I go shopping.
He's extremely forward in how he speaks to me. In the new year I think I'm going to find out if he does have an eight inch cock.
He was quizzing me about cheating. Asking me if I'd ever cheated on my husband. I was going to lie, but finally told him I'd had sex with several men during our marriage.
Looking at me with lustful eyes, he said "That's what I've been told".
When I asked by whom, he responded "One of your old lovers"
He eventually got to the point asking me if I'd ever consider letting an older man like him fuck me. He explained he'd been given a diagnosis by his doctor and it wasn't good.
He said he wanted to fuck a good looking woman before he no longer had the health to do so.
I should have said no, but I didn't and ended up walking to his cottage.
Len's no longer with us, but for nine weeks every other day Len fucked me in his home.
It wasn't sensual loving sex either, and by heavens did Len have a big one.
That first afternoon he lay me over the arm of his sofa, not even thinking about foreplay and fucked me from behind like I was a prostitute.
It'd been some time since I was last fucked like that, as my husband just doesn't have the capacity or will to treat me like a bitch. But Len had no hang ups about enjoying my pussy and came in my kitty, twice.
I didn't orgasm that first time, which was and is unusual for me. But two days later when riding his huge cock in his bedroom, I climaxed several times.
While Len had his health, and he lasted longer than his doctors told him, he literally fucked me like a rag doll.
Even on our last occasion when he'd started to feel ill, Len spent an age tonguing my pussy and arsehole, before fucking my rear, something he desperately wanted to do, and left a huge load deep inside my backside.
I attended Lens funeral a couple of weeks ago, along with only a few other people. During the service the priest read out a message from Len he'd made before he died. And part of it was this "Before I pop my clogs, I'd like say M you made an older man extremely happy".
No one, especially my husband, will ever know what Ken and I did together, other than on here, but I will say, Len's not going to be the only older man to fuck me from now on. And to that end I've recently been letting an older (60's) guy chat me up when I go shopping.
He's extremely forward in how he speaks to me. In the new year I think I'm going to find out if he does have an eight inch cock.
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