I Mentally Undress the Young Man

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"How do you mean?" he asked gently pinching my nipple and sneakily, but pleasantly pushing the tip of his tongue into my ear.

"Well I have two children and I am married. They give me responsibilities and impose restrictions. I can't just do what I want as guys of your age can."

"I suppose you're right."

"I mean if this got out about you, your friends and maybe even your dad, not sure about your mum, would laugh and say good for you. But they would socially and maybe family-wise crucify me. I would be ostracised and some would like to stone me as they do in Muslim countries."

"Yes I begin to see what you mean."

"What I, well we, have down would cause so much aggro if it got out."

"I dunno."

"Gavin don't be silly," I retorted as my hand edged further down his body and I stroked him round his navel. "I am married and Kevin would not only go ape shit, but would probably divorce me as well. Peter and you are best friends and God knows what he and Sara would make of it. I know your parents and we have many friends in common at the golf and tennis clubs and around town. I tell you I must be crazy doing this."

"Look Jay, no one will ever know, I promise."

"You really, really mean that?" I asked snuggling my nudity against his.

"Yes of course I do," he said squeezing and gently pinching my breast as he kissed my cheek.

"Not even Peter, please, promise me that?" I asked feeling my arousal building.

I slid my hand down his stomach and found his cock. It was hardening as I held it and that made my pulse race.

"No not even Peter, I promise," he said as I stroked him to a full erection. "I want you too much to risk it Jayne," he said turning and slipping his hand up my closed thighs. I opened them for him.

His fingers found the lips of my pussy and he slid them inside. The gorgeous feelings made my body jerk and I grunted. The twin sensations of his fingers sliding in and out of me as I slowly pumped his cock sent my pulses racing and drove all thoughts other than of being fucked out of my mind.

This time we lay on our sides facing each other kissing as he manipulated himself inside me. It was just as brilliant as before, but this time not as frantic. He pushed himself up and down me more slowly, but every bit as enjoyably. He squeezed my bum with one hand and slipped the other between us cupping and rubbing my tits. I raked my fingernails down his back. Not hard or deep enough to draw blood or leave marks but sufficient to give him another sensation As they slid downwards on one sweep they didn't stop and I then kneaded his pert, nicely rounded bum cheeks.

He started speeding up and I sensed from the tensing up of his body that he was getting near. That was fine by me, for it seemed that my young buck hardly had to touch me and I started to climax.

"Jesus, I am so near. Are you?" he grunted.

"Yes Gavin yes, come with me," I groaned lifting my leg and wrapping it round him.

He surged faster and harder and as he did so without thinking my finger slid into the crease of his bum and rested right on his bum hole. I pressed, but didn't try to get inside, it was too soon for that and in any case, I guessed that he was probably getting sufficient pleasure and excitement from the pressure I was applying. But I was wrong for he let out a deep groan.

"Oh my god, what are you doing to me?" he grunted into my ear.

"Just helping you cum Gavin, that's all," I whispered as once more we climaxed together.

I dozed off and suddenly it was ten o'clock. I was lying on my side with my head on Gavin's chest and his arm round me. The sheet had been pulled up to just above my boobs. Shaking my head, I looked at him. He smiled.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"An hour, hour and a half."

"Really and you?"

"I dozed on and off."

"How do you feel?" I asked him.

He replied by taking my hand and pulling it onto his cock. He was hard.

"Like that I see?"

"Yes, just like that," he replied.

"You're incorrigible."

"But you like it" he smiled squeezing my breast and kissing me. "Don't you?"

"Baby you can't know how much," I groaned kneeling.

"What you doing?" he asked as I threw the sheet back.

"You'll see just lie there," I told him straddling his waist, leaning forward and kissing him fully on the mouth. Pulling my lips away from his I reached behind me and found his cock. I pulled the bulbous end against my lips and then, still holding it, straightened it and lifted my body a little. Kneeling straight I put my hand on his chest, smiled, looked into his eyes and took my hand away so his cock was held just by lips I whispered.

"Ready Gavin."

"Oh yes, I have never been more ready."

Smiling I let myself slide downwards. It was a little like a firefighter sliding down the pole, but it wasn't, it was my pussy sliding down his cock as for the third time in the evening we started to fuck.

I worked myself up and down on his stunningly rigid cock as he reached up and tried to hold my tits, but they were flying around so much that he was on a loser from the outset. The penetration that being on top creates is wonderful as is the depth of each probe that the woman controls.

"Nice?" I asked as our gazes caught and we held hands.

"It's fantastic, I have never had a woman on top before."

Smiling, I muttered. "That's older women for you Gav."

"Sure is," he replied as he found my rhythm and began thrusting with me.

It was taking longer for both of us this time, but that was hardly surprising considering it was our third fuck in the evening. Being on top with your legs spread in a kneeling position is tiring, I always find that it makes my back and hips ache. I stopped and leaning forward, firstly kissed him and then dangled my tits over his mouth. He gratefully grabbed them and licked and sucked both of them in turn. I was still gripping his cock with my lips and we both sort of rocked so that it continued sliding up and down me. It really was quite lovely as slowly we moved to our third orgasm that this time wasn't quite mutual for I was cumming quite strongly some time before he once more shot his load up me.

*

It was just over a week later. We were in the conservatory at the back of the house. That looks out over the acre or so of grounds, which run down to the lake that Kevin has filled with a variety of fish mostly koi carp. It was late afternoon and was just getting dark. The dimmed lights were on in the conservatory.

I was sitting on Gavin's lap. My white blouse was undone and my boobs were out of my bra. Gavin's chinos were unzipped and his erection was poking out from his fly, I was holding and stroking it. My jeans were round my ankles, my panties around my knees, Gavin's hand was between my legs with his fingers probing inside my pussy and his thumb rubbing alongside my clit, just as I had shown him earlier in the week. I was slowly masturbating him. We had planned to have a Chinese delivered and he was again staying the night. We were moving towards an intense session of sex similar to the two previous occasions in the past week.

He had stayed the night that first time. We had sex once more before we slept and again the next morning. The second session was an all afternoon and evening job and the last one was another all nightery. Both times we had sex four or five times, I can't recall exactly which, but that doesn't matter for all I was really interested in was that there was plenty of it. The quantity was awesome and as we went on so the quality and how we worked together improved considerably.

Each of the two sessions had milestones.

After our second fuck on the second session, the afternoon event, he needed some help and I licked and sucked his cock enjoying the sensation of it growing to its fullness in my mouth. That was lovely, but as I kept going I turned the encouragement into a blow job and let him cum in my mouth. This was an aspect of having sex with a younger guy that I hadn't thought about. After he had shot his lot in my mouth and thanked me profusely - for 'none of the kids I've been with will do that' he'd said - I realised with quite a thrill that the role of an older woman when with a younger guy is also educational. I liked that as it gave a semblance of meaning to what we were doing.

The educational thing again reared its head at the third session. I had asked him to take things more slowly. He had, but still we were shagging and cumming within twenty minutes. It was as we got going for the second time half an hour or so later that he had slid his head down to my tummy.

"Can I Jay?" he asked looking from my face to my pussy. "I have never licked a pussy."

I laid my head back on the pillows and looking him right in the eyes, I smiled and said. "I thought you would never ask," as I let my legs fall open.

Sitting on his lap in the conservatory on our fourth 'date' I took his face in my hands and pulled it up from where he had been sucking my stunningly hardened nipples and licking my boobs. I open-mouthed kissed him sucking his top lip between mine as I stroked his gorgeous cock and he pushed his fingers in and out of me. We were both near to our orgasms and I was expecting him to cum over my thighs. I was so impressed by the power with which his sperm shot from him for I had forgotten that, but then I hadn't been with a man of his age since I was that age and then it seemed normal. Now, though, in my mid-forties with a man almost thirty years my junior, it felt far from normal, but it did feel lovely.

We were masturbating each other and kissing when I heard something in the house. There was a noise, a movement and then the door opened. I looked up and saw Peter, my son. He looked from me to Gavin and back again with a look of total shock on his face. My heart plummeted and I felt terrible. None of us moved. There was no point in trying to cover myself up or hide anything as we had been caught hook, line and sinker. There was equally no point in either Gavin or me trying the 'old chestnut' of 'it's not what it seems' for it was exactly what it seems; his mum was being finger fucked by his best friend as she wanked him.

Looking right at us Peter moved into the room and said quietly.

"Is this a private party or can anyone join in?"

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AnonymousAnonymousover 1 year ago

It was a good story. The mutual lust and her apprehension and her concerns were realistic. The opportunity was possible. However, the ending was disappointing. Peter's reaction was unreal and did not fit the flow of the story. I didn't want an incest story.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 2 years ago

Not bad. A married women cunt is more Vernerable for harder fucking as husbands more often ignore the wishes of sex. A mild reluctant Jp simply falls prey and opened to young hot friend of son. Invasion of his hungry cock to her most secret valley made her to forget her older husband but just surrounds her hot and beautiful itching cunt to her young lover.

DavBooDavBooabout 2 years ago

Great build up as usual, love the semi reluctance and wham into the hot sex, with a little twist at the end.

More please.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 2 years ago
Another part

Hi, can you write more? Except not with the son lol

Warren13Warren13about 2 years ago

Great Story. I hope there is a follow up or 2

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