Anna

Anna was watching all this but she appeared half asleep and, just as Guy came back with the coffee, she said, "Guy I think I'll go to bed now, I'm so tired. Will you tuck me in?"

He smiled his apologies at Lucia and nodded as Anna went downstairs, "Back in a minute," he said with a big smile. By this time Mike was dozing, the wine and last night finally catching up with him.

Lucia smiled as she looked at him, "You are so lucky you know, to have a man like that."

"I know," I said then I laughed, "he's not often like this. It's nice to see him so relaxed. It's funny though, isn't it. When they drink a lot they get very, very friendly but then, when you think they might be interested, they can't do anything."

She laughed, "Andrea used to say that alcohol was the demon that blunted a man's sword. He was the same. He would never drink if he was going to, you know," she ended suddenly embarrassed.

"You loved him a lot?"

"Yes, I did. I see you and I see Mike and I can see myself and him years ago. He was older," she said remembering. "I think he would approve of the villa," she said, "he believed that life was for living, for enjoying as long as you didn't hurt others. I think you would have liked him."

I smiled, "Yes, I think I would. Look, I'm going to get him up to bed when Guy comes back, I can't manage him on my own. Are you OK with him? Are you sure?"

"Oh yes Lena, absolutely now. I will go and prepare for the 'ordeal', she laughed, "because I understand he likes it here," she said indicating her bottom, "like his father."

I laughed, "Yes he does," I said as she went upstairs.

Guy came back a few moments later and looked around, "Where's Lucia?" he asked alarmed.

I smiled, "Don't worry, she's gone to prepare herself for the 'ordeal' as she put it." I looked at him archly, "I hope you're feeling 'fit' because she is expecting great things tonight. And don't you expect much sleep either," I said laughing.

"No," he said, "I don't."

I looked at him wide-eyed, "Oh I forgot. She told me to tell you she likes it in the arse!"

He took a deep breath then laughed, "Lena you are incorrigible just like dad says. It is lucky though," he said mock seriously, "because I like it there as well!"

That made me laugh, "Now we've got to get your father upstairs to bed," I said, "I don't think he's completely out of it but pretty near." So, without too much trouble it must be said, the two of us got Mike upstairs and into our bedroom. He was almost OK by now and I just helped him get his clothes off and into bed.

"Give me a kiss Guy, before you go so I can imagine just what Lucia is going to get tonight!" So he did and left with a smile. I undressed and climbed into bed, cuddled up to Mike and went to sleep.

He was still fast asleep when I woke in the morning so I crept out of bed and went downstairs. I didn't really expect anyone to be up early today. Guy and Lucia would have been having fun most of the night and Anna was still tired from her double teaming. I made some coffee and croissant for breakfast and sat in the lounge looking out over the lake. It was a lovely spring morning, bright sunshine but still just a bit chilly. Despite all the worries of the past few days I felt happy and contented. Lucia was enjoying herself and would tonight as well: Anna was happy now although concerned about Jo, as was Guy. Mike, well Mike was happy as well. I guessed he would have a slight hang-over today but he would get over it quickly and he would be funny. I felt well, life was good!

I was sitting there lost in reverie when Lucia came in.

"Ciao Lena," she said smiling. She looked radiant!

"Ciao Lucia, you look well," I said smiling, "was it a good night?"

"Oh Lena, yes. Yes it was good. He is wonderful. Not quite as good as his father but oh, how do you say, what he lacks in quality he makes up for in quantity!"

I laughed, "There's some coffee made and the oven's hot. Make yourself some breakfast then tell me everything, every detail." She smiled, used now to my demand to know all about her night. Off she went to the kitchen returning a while later to sit next to me. We ate our breakfast in happy silence, just taking in the view.

When she finished she turned to me, "Lena, thank you for convincing me. He was marvellous. To have a young man like that pay court and then well, he just kept on!"

I laughed, "Yes," I said, "we think he could be a major porn star if he wanted to be. He has a tremendous recovery and he must manufacture spunk by the gallon."

Now she laughed, "Yes, there is a lot!"

I turned to her, "Now before anyone comes down, tell me everything."

I'm going to put this in her words rather than retell it. I think reported speech can be dull so this is just how she told it to me (with the odd adjustment for language). At that time it was only an outline, I made her write it down later and that's what follows.

Lucia's night with Guy (in her words):

When I went upstairs to get ready for him I was nervous. Silly I know but I was. Me, a woman of well, more years than I'd like, and him a boy really. I know he is 24 but, well to me, that's a boy: or a very young man. How would I compare to his young wife, to Lena, and now, to Anna but I had lost all my doubts about doing this. My night and morning with Mike had made me realise that I had been letting life slip away. I also realised that I would be left on my own. Anna was of an age and now she had fallen in love with this attractive young man, the man with whom I was going to spend the night.

Thinking like this made me nervous again. So much had changed, so much new: feelings, desires, needs. I did need him and that was worrying. Sex with Mike had awakened my desires. My marriage to Andrea had always been sexual. He was very active and that made me so as well. Sex was wonderful with him, fulfilling and so enjoyable. He taught me to be aware of my body, to use it to pleasure both myself and him as he used his body to pleasure me. When he left I lost that, put it behind me. I suppose that is why the man I thought might replace him left. It was too soon afterwards to let my defences down.

So, as I showered and prepared for him to take my bottom, I could not help feeling nervous and thinking all these things. Here I was, a widow, preparing to be taken by a young man who was in love with my daughter. It was bizarre and I smiled inwardly as I realised the complex web that Lena spun to ensure happiness.

I decided to wear a simple bra and panty set. I wanted to have something for him to take off but not too much! I put on one of Lena's lovely silk housecoats and went to the bedroom. Nerves on edge as I opened the door wondering what I would find.

He was sitting on the bed dressed, rather like his father, only in boxer shorts, silk I think. I closed the door as he stood and came towards me. He even looked like his father, just taller and slimmer, and just as handsome, just as desirable. His arms reached around me and held me close.

"You are lovely," he whispered in my ear, "beautiful," and he began to kiss my ear and neck. Now I suspect that he expected me to just melt in his arms but I was going to make sure I controlled this, for now anyway. It was going to last as long as possible!

I pulled away and, holding his head in my hands, kissed him full on the mouth. It was a long intimate kiss that allowed me to savour him. Savour the taste of his lips and the feel of his body pressed up against mine. I could feel his desire for me pressing into my stomach and the eagerness on his lips. I wanted him to feel my desire for him so I probed his lips with my tongue and forced them open, entering his mouth and seeking a deeper satisfaction. I think my forwardness surprised him. I guessed he was used to being in control at this point. I know Lena had told me he was very shy at first but he soon became very competent at loving a woman.

I pulled away again and looked deep in his eyes, raising my eyebrows questioningly. He took a deep breath and said, with a great big smile, "Wow." I smiled as he made to hold me again and I held him off. I was staying in control of this evening for now!

"No. Watch!" and I undid the housecoat and let it slip off my shoulders and watched as his eyes opened wide in appreciation. I know I am pretty. I keep myself fit and my husband always encouraged me to take care with my appearance. He smiled a slow smile somewhat like his father's and stepped towards me.

"No," I said putting my hands on his chest, "no," and I gently pushed him backwards towards the bed. When he got there I knelt in front of him looking, with appreciation and expectation, at the 'tent' in his boxer shorts. I took hold of his erection through the silk and began to gently masturbate him, all the while smiling up through my lashes.

"Oh Lucia," he said taking a deep breath. Ooops, time to ensure he didn't let himself go too soon. I knew that Lena said he could cum several times but tonight he would do so when I allowed him to! I pulled his boxer shorts down and admired his manhood. Long and thin, longer and thinner than his father's, and very symmetrical. Mike's manhood was less even. It bulged in the middle and at the base. Guy's was the same all the length. When I told Lena all this she had laughed and said that you could always tell how deep Mike was but not with Guy! She is right!

I took back hold of his erection with one hand, the other was attending to his lovely pair of 'balls' I think you say. This to control him as I pleasured myself by attending to his cock (another English word I like) with my mouth. He was not circumcised unlike both Mike and my husband. I had not met this before. Yes, it is true, up to this time I had only known two men, but what men! All I knew I learnt from Andrea, who was very experienced, and a few new things from Mike. I was intrigued by the way the sensitive head forced apart the skin that covered it and eager to see if there was any difference in my mouth. I love using my mouth on a man, as much as I love a man using is on me, and I love the tastes and flavours as the natural lubrication (Lena calls it precum) leaks and finally the sperm erupts.

So now to the matter in hand! I began by using my tongue to coat the pretty little head with saliva, savouring some of his precum as I did so. It was nice. I continued to look up at him as I washed his cock head with my tongue. He was beginning to let himself go even this early but I was not ready, I had a lot more of his manhood to explore, and it had a lot more of my mouth and throat to explore as well so I gently squeezed his ball sack causing a soft groan as all thoughts of ejaculation disappeared.

"Oh hell Lucia, oh bloody hell."

I smiled up at him, "When I am ready and not before," I said as I took the pretty head into my mouth and sucked. Precum flooded my mouth and I rolled it around enjoying the rich, heady taste, at the same time coating his cockhead in even more saliva. Now I sucked harder and took more of him in my mouth, forming my lips into a round to stimulate him more as I moved my mouth on him.

I speeded up my movement sucking on this lovely lollipop. Every now and again I would feel him begin to let go and I squeezed him gently to prevent the final eruption. Taking him out of my mouth I looked up into his eyes again and smiled. He seemed almost in agony by now with his desire to loose his sperm into my mouth but there was one more thing to do. To introduce his manhood to my throat.

When I was first learning to swallow a male member deep in my throat I would gag and find it very difficult but we persevered. I wanted to do it for him, for my husband. To take him in my mouth as deep as I took him in my sex and in my bottom. I wanted to feel the hairs on my lips and nose and to know I had him deep, deep in my throat. Well, practice did make perfect because I can do it now. Andrea was well endowed, thicker than Guy and just a bit longer than Mike but not as thick, so swallowing them was not difficult. The knack had been easily recovered with Mike so now I would take Guy just a little bit further.

"Not yet. I want to play with this just a little bit longer!" I said to him with a sultry smile. Back into my mouth to coat as much of him with saliva as possible to prepare for the swallowing. Care was needed as well because I could not let him erupt in my throat, that would choke me. Taking firm hold of the base of his cock I fed it into my mouth until I felt the head touch the top of my throat. Taking a deep breath I swallowed and felt the smooth tube of muscle slip easily down my throat as I relaxed. I didn't get him all down on the first go so, pulling away, breathing, and looking up into his eyes again, I covered his erection with my mouth, fed him in and swallowed again. This time I took him all. My nose was buried in his hair and I could feel it on my lips. At that moment I suddenly thought of another in my bottom, my arse you say – they could meet! I knew then I would definitely try two at once.

Now I concentrated on squeezing him with my throat and moving gently on him. Too hard and it can be uncomfortable.

He was moaning, "Lucia, Lucia, please, please," but I was not ready yet and I kept a tight grip on his balls. I enjoyed the feeling of him deep inside my mouth and throat, just as he would be deep inside my anus and my pussy later. I could feel every inch of him as I slid my mouth and throat on his member keeping him still by holding his delicate reservoirs of sperm.

Now I wanted his offering, his eruption, so I took him from my throat and just sucked the head as I released his tight orbs. He began to move, to fuck my face – something I love and it wasn't long.

"Oh my god," he shouted and his hands came to my head to hold it in place on his gushing erection – he needn't have bothered, there was no way I would waste this precious nectar!

His first two pulses filled my mouth. They were long, far longer than Mike and longer than I remembered Andrea's. Lena did say he was fertile. I swallowed as much as I could, unfortunately unable to really taste the flavour but he kept going and I had to let some escape from my mouth. He pulled away, frightened I suppose, of choking me and several more gushes of his essence hit my face and my chest. They came out really hard! As he stopped pulsing his legs gave way and he sat back on the bed.

"Oh fucking hell Lucia, fucking, bloody hell!"

I smiled with a mouthful of his life giving nectar and was now able to taste the essence of him, slightly bitter but sweet as well, thicker than cream and sticky. Opening my mouth to show him (just as Andrea had taught me) I swirled the gooey mass around my mouth then swallowed it in one gulp. It was good. Looking down I could see that he was still a bit hard and that precious juice was leaking from the tip of his cock. I bent my head and covered him with my mouth again and sucked.

"Oh god in heaven, sweet fuck, Lucia, Lucia," he cried out as I sucked the last drops of this eruption from him. As I did so I could feel him hardening again and I remembered Lena saying how he recovered so quickly. I thought then that neither he nor I would get much sleep tonight!

Sitting up again and savouring the remainder of his sperm I remembered that some was on my face and chest so I took his hand and used his finger to wipe it from my face and body then I sucked it from him. I fixed him with my eyes as I did this and as I swallowed his sperm. Looking down I could see his cock getting harder as he watched my enjoyment of his life giving nectar.

"Oh heck Lucia, that was bloody marvellous." He reached and pulled my head to his and kissed my wet lips, pushing his tongue inside my mouth. I knew then that he was a man who would be good for a woman as he tasted his own spunk (I think you call it). Now he stood and lifted me with him, his arms enclosing me and pulling me tightly to him. His kissed rained down on my face, my shoulders, my breasts and then! Then he picked me up and turning, laid me on the bed.

"Now you darling woman, I am going to make love to you. I want to explore that gorgeous body before I use this to pleasure you," he said grasping his already erect penis and showing it to me.

I smiled, "That will be nice," I said rolling over face down, opening my legs slightly, and turning my face towards him. "I want you to start at the back." I gave him a coquettish look, "I understand you like it there!"

His eyes took on a haunted look, now he knew who was in charge! "Oh yes Lucia, I like it there a lot."

"Well," I said with another smile, "after you get to know it a LOT better we can see how long you can last in there and," I added licking my lips, "how many different positions you can manage!" I'd taken very special care with my rear tonight because I knew I would demand a lot from him. Yesterday with Mike had reawakened my love of feeling a huge, warm presence in my bottom. Often on my own I would use various things to fulfil this need. Strangely I never felt he same about my pussy. I suppose it was because anal sex, a strong cock in my rear, was the signature of my love for Andrea. He taught me well – I came to crave him like this and he would last for ages. Sometimes he would lay behind me with his erection deep in my bottom and I would almost sleep secure in the knowledge that he was there.

So, on my own I often prepared myself and went to bed with something large and warm in my rectum. I wish I had known all about sex toys then! Tonight then, with a young man who could 'stay' for a long time, I was determined to take advantage.

Now he took a deep breath and looked down at me. I'm not boasting but I do believe that I look nice like this. Andrea always said that I was more beautiful like this than in any other position – I think Mike felt the same! My bottom is tight – well that's what Lena says anyway. I exercise regularly to keep trim there, for my own pleasure really. Although I have had no man to please I would not let myself go.

"Well?" I said smiling.

"Oh," he said smiling back, "I'm just taking in the view!"

"Do you like what you see?" I enjoy banter and word play during sex. It was another thing Andrea taught me.

Now he smiled a very, very sexy smile, "You bet," he said, "and I can't wait to get to know it better."

He knelt beside me and his hands stroked my body from my shoulders to my hips. He caressed the curve of my waist as it flared into my hips then onto my thighs. I was tingling all over with the pleasure of his touch; soft, almost tenuous. His fingers glided over my skin raising tiny goose pimples by their touch as he reached the back of my knees – always a tender place.

"Oh Lucia," he said in a voice that was almost one of worship, "you are so lovely. I am so lucky to know you." I think he was talking in the biblical sense here, perhaps a bit inappropriate!

I smiled up at him and just revelled in the joy of his touch, his hands caressing my body. Now he began to kiss me, to kiss my neck, my shoulders and on to the small of my back. He quickly undid my bra and lifted the straps back to kiss across and down my spine. I could feel his tongue leaving a trail of wetness along the whole length. At the same time his hands were caressing my bottom through my panties, kneading, stroking, squeezing gently. I lay absorbing the pleasure he was giving me.

I think now he wanted to explore the depth of my bottom so he closed my legs and eased my panties off. As he did so he managed to run his tongue down the back of my thighs and knees causing a sharp intake of breath. I think he is good at this! He opened my legs again and knelt between. Now he could see the entrance to my dark tunnel, my tunnel of pleasure. I was becoming eager now, eager for him to explore the entrance with his tongue and fingers before he probed inside. You may be surprised but I need little stimulation to my pussy at this time. Well, as I said, Andrea trained me well. Attention to my anus and my back passage is all that is required. Off course, Guy would attend to the front when I had finished with him in my bottom!