The Suprise Visitor

Like everybody else, when Covid ended, the wife, Jan, and I, needed a holiday, so as soon as we could, we booked a villa in Spain and set off for some well-earned sunshine. However, it wasn't as easy sailing as we had expected. The airport was a nightmare. We'd arrived three hours before the flight but only just made it through security to make a dash for the plane, missing the three pints I liked to get down before flying. Then, after sitting on the plane for an hour the captain explained there was a problem with closing a door.

Three hours later, I, like the rest of the passengers was spitting fire when told we would have to wait another hour for a new crew to arrive. But they didn't arrive for another two hours. I would have happily gone home but the plane roared off and eventually we were in the clouds.

Thankfully it's a short flight but when we landed it was obvious it would take some time to get through customs. Brexit was blamed, which began an argument with two blokes who were warned to shut up by some Spanish police. When we eventually made it through our cases had been taken off the conveyor belt. We grabbed them and made a dash to our prebooked taxi.

Of course it wasn't there. Jan made some phone calls but couldn't get through so when a taxi looked available, we jumped in it. We arrived at the villa ten at night and followed the instructions to get in. Both of us were absolutely exhausted.

We thought the nightmare was over but almost as soon as we sat down the villa next door cranked the music up to eleven and began a long and loud eighteenth birthday party that seemed to have a thousand guests who all wanted to shout the loudest. I was beyond angry now and wanted to go next door and punch some fucker and tell them to tun it down.

However, there was one good thing. We had paid a premium for a week's worth of food and a fridgeful of beer and wine. It was all there as promised. Jan told me to take a shower. She'd make a sandwich; we'd eat and drink on the veranda and listen to the music, instead of moaning about the noise. I did as I was told and soon, we were sat outside. The food went down well as did two beers, but I still wasn't in the happy mood she wanted.

"Cheer up." She said kneeling in front of me. I was wearing a half-wet towel which she tugged away. She pulled off her shirt, slipped out her bra and gave me a wide grin, then put my flaccid cock in her mouth. It began to grow.

The wife and I had just turned sixty and had almost four decades of marriage behind us, yet as soon as I saw her tits my mood changed. My hand slipped down to cup her right breast, I felt the cool of her skin as my thumb rubbed over her nipple, feeling good when it sprang into life.

She began slowly, teasing, pulling down the skin, licking the head, enjoying the sensation of my cock in her mouth. After a while she began to gain speed and took me in deeper, gagging a little when my cock touched the back of her throat. She shifted position to get more comfortable and stroked my cock, smiling as she saw me writhe with pleasure. She knew I was getting close, and I was about to blow but still put her mouth to cover my cock. I watched her face as the first wave of cum exploded in her mouth. She didn't normally swallow but today she took it all. When I'd finished grunting, she opened her mouth to show it was full, then gulped it down only coughing a little.

"My treat." She said when I offered to go down on her. "We have plenty of time for me."

Then to show she was the perfect wife she fetched more beers.

From then on, though the party grew louder, we sat outside, drinking, eating snacks and laughing. We went to bed when the party suddenly ground to a halt around four in the morning.

It made me think how many wars could have been prevented if some woman had stripped and sucked the guy who wanted to fight, dry. It certainly worked for me.

I woke late in the morning to see Jan laid naked on top of the sheets. The cool from the air conditioner made her nipples hard. I couldn't help but stare at them. For her age Jan was still a beauty. She had what my generation called a layer on her, but she wasn't fat by any means. There were some stretch marks caused by the children we'd had but they gave her body character. Her belly was smooth, with a small birthmark just above the mound of her pussy which was covered in a layer of hair she kept well-trimmed.

Her tits, which had been spectacular when she was younger, were still firm with no hint of getting saggy, my hand reached to feel her breast. She grinned.

"You randy again?" She asked.

Without a word my hand slipped between her legs, stroking the silky skin as it quickly made away to her cunt, it was moist already. She'd sucked me dry the night before, now it was her turn.

The moment my tongue touched the tip of her clit she groaned; I knew from the years together that it could be over in a few seconds so pulled back. She shuddered at such a tease but lay back, relaxed, ready for pleasure. I worked my tongue around her pussy lips, flicked over her clit then dipped inside her bucking cunt, tasting her, enjoying her moan. My thumb found her way inside, rubbing gently at the entrance first before pushing inside, mimicking a cock, pushing in, pulling out, stopping when I felt her begin to orgasm. When I pulled it out, I felt her tense, her hips gyrated as her cunt sought the pleasure. I left it for a few seconds so the ripples of pleasure climbed down, but I knew she wouldn't last long now.

My thumb moved down, seeking her brown hole as my tongue dashed over her clit. The tip of my tongue made a circling movement, pressing a little harder as my thumb, using her own juices as a lube probed, pushing a little inside her ass. She pushed down so it would slip in further. In a moment my thumb was in as far as it could go. I made a circular motion, knowing it would make her writhe on the bed. It as obvious she was nearly there, about to cum, I then used my thumb as a cock, pumping in deep, pulling out then plunging back in.

Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the bed sheet when her body buckled and spasmed, shuddering as each wave hit her. I lifted my head; it was dripping with the mess from her cunt. I pulled my thumb from her and took some deep breaths wiping the juices away from my nose.

"Not bad for a couple of oldies." I said with a grin.

She laughed then spread her legs wide. "Do you want to fuck it?"

It was tempting, my cock was growing and twitched at the thought. But at sixty, I found we enjoyed quality over quantity. She'd drained me the night before, I would need more time to recover.

She showered and we ate breakfast before creaming up then looking where would be best to sunbathe.

The villa we had rented was gorgeous, it was two story while our neighbours were bungalows. From our bedroom you could see there was a ten-foot fence all around giving privacy. The gardens were huge with little pathways taking you around sweet-smelling flowers with little water features in hidden corners where you could sit and enjoy the sun. The pool though was an obvious draw, its blue waters sparkled in the bright sunshine. Though there was only two of us there were twelve sunbeds dotted around.

Jan dropped her bag by one but looked a little disappointed. The sunbeds, though hidden from view seemed to be out in the open. She wouldn't feel comfortable sunbathing topless. As I had rather fancied spending a week looking her tits all day, I made it my mission to find somewhere more suitable and quicky found just the right spot.

To the left of the house, close to the fence, was a small grassy area with two sunbeds. It was an obvious suntrap and totally private. It was also much closer to the kitchen, or rather the fridge full of cold beer. We declared this as our holiday spot and settled down to enjoy the sun.

Jan slipped off her top and lowered her bikini bottoms so the sun could reach and extra few inches of her skin. It was a pleasure looking at her, though I wished now that I'd used her body earlier, I soon lay back to listen to my music.

Jan tans easily. Two days later her tits were as brown as her belly, partly due to the attention I had given them making sure they were protected by suncream.

We'd just had a pizza lunch; Jan was back on the sunbed. Seeing her laid there gave me an idea. The pool was nice and cool, I would persuade her to get in, then move in for a nice fuck in the water. My pizza had been pretty spicy, so I dashed upstairs to clean my teeth. Once done I saw the balcony doors had been blown shut in our bedroom so opened them again. Being on the second floor I could see Jan laid out on her bed. I couldn't wait to get my head between them tits.

Then I saw a man from next door dash towards the fence close to where Jan was laid. The fence was fitted onto a wall about three feet high. He jumped onto the wall and seemed to peer through a hole. He tensed then seem to shiver with excitement. A hand reached down to his shorts, and he pulled his cock out. But this movement unbalanced him, he dropped back and thought for a second before pulling off his shorts and getting back onto the wall, straining to look through a hole in the fence.

Leaning against the fence to get a better position he began wanking furiously. I was about to shout at him when there was a crack and the fence panel fell into our garden. As Jan squealed in shock, I ran downstairs to confront the man. I arrived at a chaotic scene of panic and shock.

I could now see the man was only young, probably the eighteen-year-old who'd just had a birthday. He was yelping with pain and was worried about the blood pouring from his right arm and left leg. He seemed unconcerned that his cock was still exposed but to be fair the long, tee-shirt, showing some basketball team hung down hiding his predicament from Jan, who had turned into the complete mother mode. More concerned with a youngster who was hurt than the fact she was half naked, she hurried him into the house to stop the blood.

Next to the kitchen there was a downstairs bedroom where we had put the suitcases. Our First Aid kit was sat on side in the on-suite bathroom. She sat him on a chair and grabbed some wet wipes. The first she folded in half and told him to hold it tightly over the arm that was bleeding. She then moved to his leg, pulling them apart so she could treat the inner thigh on his left leg. She peered at it closely for a good moment, as if trying to decide how it should be treated. Opening the wet wipe, she cleaned the wound to see the tiniest cut ever. Sweat and suncream had made the blood loss look massive.

Confused she looked to me, then at the young man, before her eyes were inevitably drawn downwards. As if on cue, his cock twitched, then began to grow. He was still concerned about his arm and was holding the wet wipe tight to stop any blood so couldn't make any attempt to hide his excitement.

"I'm sorry." He managed to whisper. "I can't stop it."

She couldn't help but stare as it grew. It was a magnificent specimen of cock. I estimated about eight inches, rock hard with a purple pulsing head and thick vein down the side. It was so gorged on blood that it was moving on its own, twitching, as if demanding attention. Jan sat up, she seemed speechless.

He dropped the wipe and let go of his arm, slowly he reached out and gently touched her breast, cupping it in his large hands, they both gasped.

Now, when Jan was forty, she'd told me she would like to have a threesome that she'd fantasised about being fucked by two men for years but thought it would be fun for us both if we went ahead and did it. The sex we had after this conversation was perhaps the best we had ever had, but the next day her conditions for the threesome became more and more apparent. It couldn't be family or friends, or anyone we already knew. It couldn't be some pervert from the internet or done on some seedy weekend away where we would simply chat some guy up and invite him to our room for sex. It couldn't be spur of the moment or preplanned. I'd guessed at the time it was something she wanted to do but was a little scared of what could happen if it did. The days scenario had never been imagined but if she wanted a threesome, the time had arrived.

"Give it a stroke." I said softly.

Jan looked to me, I nodded, she turned to hm.

"Please." He pleaded.

Slowly her hand moved towards the pulsating cock. Her fingers went around the shaft and held it gently. He groaned and moved his hips so she could get closer to him. Both hands fondled her tits, bullet-like nipples showed her excitement. She began wanking slowly, gathering a little more speed each few stokes till she was pounding his cock.

"Put it in your mouth." I suggsted.

She obeyed instantly, sucking on the gleaming head, rubbing it with her tongue. Suddenly she pulled her head back, his cock was pumping cum over her hand, but some had fallen on her face and mouth with a big glob on her tits.

"Oh my god, oh my god." The young man said as moaned with pleasure

Jan looked a little peeved.

"You should let a girl know before you cum in her mouth." She said standing up and straddling him. Pulling him close so her breasts were over his face, she then grabbed his head and kissed him full on, making sure the cum on her face and mouth transferred to him.

But he showed no revulsion, instead he seemed to feast on her kiss, pulling on her tits, lifting her little and pulling her bikini apart so his fingers could get at her twat. I saw a finger had slipped in.

"Slowly, not so hard." Jan admonished.

"I want you to enjoy it." He said when she pulled away from him.

"Seems only fair. Show him what to do." I suggested.

"Are you ok with it?" She asked, unsure what she should do.

"As long as I get a turn." I said.

She lay in the middle of the bed and opened her legs wide.

"Lick it, soft and slow." She said. He didn't need much encouragement.

She pushed his head to the right spot and guided him as he sucked and licked but somehow, though she was close, Jan couldn't cum but her frustrations turned to glee when she saw his cock had risen again.

"Are you a virgin?" She asked, seeming pleased when he nodded. "Get on your back.

"She sat on him, then lifted up, grabbed his cock and guided it in, showing her pleasure as she felt its thickness, dipping her head so her hair fell on his face when his full length was inside. She moved a fraction, so the cock was sliding against the right place. Then she began to pump back and forth.

Watching from the front I could see her tits bounce and her face crease with concentration. At the back of the bed I could see his cock slide in and out, saw her grip at his thighs revelling in the hard cock inside her. It was a wonderfull sight but he couldn't last, instead I saw his balls curl, heard him grunt, then the spunk drip out.

"I'm nearly there." She cried and pointed to the bed. I lay down, she mounted me cowgirl style.

This was the best view on the planet at that moment. Her hips swivilled, tensing over my throbbing prick, her arsehole flexed at each movement, I was transfixed watching it. But it did seem strange, feeling another man's cum on my cock, to see the white foam around her cunt as it leaked from her as she fucked me.

Jan had only one intention, to finish as quickly as she could. She wasn't long.

"I'm sorry." He said looking ashamed that he hadn't lasted.

"Don't be." Jan said warmly. "That wasn't bad for a first time, but he knows how to fuck a woman."

As she moved off me, I grabbed her and rammed my cock inside doggy style, banging away, watching her ass hole flex as we fucked.

"Get closer." I said so he could get a good look.

Sweat was pouring from me, breath was hard to get but I felt the rise and couldn't stop, even if it would kill me. On the last stroke I pulled out so I could shoot a load over her back. I left a long streak of warm cum, enough to be more than proud of at sixty, that splashed from the centre of her arse cheeks, to halfway up her back. But before could sit back and admire my handiwork he scooped it all up in one quick lick. Any he missed he flicked into his mouth with a finger.

Jan turned over and laughed at my look of astonishment. Not caring for her nakedness, or rather revelling in it, she rose from the bed to fetch some beers.

"I'm David." The young man said holding out a hand to be shaken. It seemed more than a little strange to be sat naked on a bed with another naked man, even if I had just seen him balls deep in my wife.

"I'm Jack, the wife is Jan." I said at last able to get my breathing under control.

Jan came back with beers; she opened the patio doors to let air in, then lay between the two of us. David, on his side, fondled a breast.

We drank a few beers and made some small talk, feeling happy to be naked together, each feeling the calm after such lovemaking

"You seem to like cum." Jan said after a while. "Are you bi?"

"This is a day for first times for me." David said. "I'd never tasted pussy before never mind cum.

His hand began to roam over her body. I could see the affect this was having on my wife. It seemed so normal, so erotic to watch another man with a woman I had been married to for four decades. Where he kissed, I had been before a thousand times. My hands were experts on her body but his were of an explorer. I parted her legs and saw him watch closely as my fingers parted her lips. He saw how her body reacted to the pleasure as I slowly stroked around her clit.

Jan turned towards me, she pulled me forward, pushed her mouth to mine. I saw he was cupping her arse cheeks, enjoying the sight, his eyes were bright and eager, desperate for more.

She shifted a little when he lay behind her, allowing his cock access back into her body. She tensed when his cock slipped inside and began the rhythmic motion of a slow, meaningful, fuck. She looked deep into my eyes and I hers. The years we had spent together gave us a unique bond; I knew by each breath when he was hitting the spot and felt her body tense when he missed the rhythm but after a while I could see he was doing all he could not to cum while keeping his cock sliding into her. Hs eyes were bulging, sweat was pouring from his forehead, her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open, her breath coming fast and short. She gave the grimace she always did then let out a long sigh at the same moment he ejaculated, spraying between her arse cheeks.

Not bothering to clean the mess, she turned her attention to me. To be fair, I'd probably performed a personal best shooting a load up her back an hour earlier and would have been happy to carry on drinking beer, but her hands have a magic in them. A few strokes and my cock was coming back to life.

I felt the bed move when David came to get a closer look. She was sucking me now, cupping my balls while running her tongue over the tip, pulling down the skin and taking the shaft in deep enough for it to touch the back of her throat. She gagged a little before carrying on.

I have to say it was a big turn on to see David watching us so closely I could feel his breath on my leg. I shut my eyes, revelling in the pleasure. She paused the sucking to carry on by hand for a while but when I felt lips around my cock again it felt different. I looked down to see David had taken over. Shocked, I jerked away but she shook her head.

"This is part of what I wanted, indulge me, please." She whispered and pulled his head close again.

How could I refuse? She had been the ideal woman, had sucked me dry, fucked me senseless, had me watch a man fucking her, then brought beers. Reluctantly I lay back and looked at her face as he used his mouth on me.

At first, I thought my cock would go limp, but the sensation was different, and different is always a turn-on when it comes to sex. Then I felt her finger gently stroke the rim of my brown hole and push slightly inside. Added to the other sensations it was out of this world. When I felt David pull back, as if to stop, I grabbed his head and forced it down harder on me, jabbing my hips to bring the orgasm into life. When I did, I shot my load deep down his throat, shouting a guttural cry that was almost a growl.