My wife and I often visited our good friend Lyn. Usually it was just for a cup of coffee or to allow our kids to play together. I knew that Lyn had a thing for me because of the look that she gave me each time we met. Lyn and my wife, Sue were very close so I could not afford to show any hint of my interest in Lyn.

Marg, Lyn’s sister was spending a holiday away from her family. I found out later that Marg and her husband were having difficulties. She was considering leaving him because he was seldom at home often going to the pub or to the casino after work leaving her to manage the house and their two kids alone.

As mentioned in a prior story Lyn was of small build while her sister was taller and carried a couple of pounds more than she should. Marg and I were often left together while Lyn and my wife Sue who I often called S talked together and did things like trying on each other’s clothes as they wore exactly the same size.

Not that it mattered because I found Marg very easy to talk to and very knowageable on many of the things that I enjoyed. During discussion she told me that she went on long walks at night to keep her weight down and to also relieve some of the tension that she felt over her marital problems. I responded by telling her that I went for a five mile run each night for my training for waterskiing. Her response was, “We should go together some night.” I immediately agreed and told her that I would take my run to coincide with her walk.

That night I slipped out a little early. The kids were visiting their grandparents so my child minding duties were not required. Sue was at roller skating and I knew that she would not return for at least three hours. Marg was already waiting at our designated spot. We walked and talked and at one stage Marg reached across and held my hand. It was like an electric shock to me. I had not expected this. To me we were just friends who shared common interests. Most of my reason for meeting her revolved around making sure that she had someone who would listen to her problems and concerns without judging her, something that I wished that I had on many occasions when it came to the understanding that my wife was cheating on me.

It came out of the blue. Others had said the same thing to me but here it was again.

“I could never understand why you put up with her,” she said.

“You mean Sue?” I asked.

“Yes. Who else?”

“You must realize that we have two children to consider as well as other things.”

“What other things?”

“We are married to start with and we have some common interests like water skiing and we care for each other.”

“You mean that you care for her. She goes to water skiing with you for the attention that she gets from all the guys and a couple of her gay mates. She doesn’t give a fuck about you. If anyone else with your earning potential would have her then she would dump you tomorrow and mark my word it will happen eventually.”

“You could be right but we still have the kids to consider.”

“Why don’t you play her at her own game?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well, she’s out shagging so why don’t you find someone to spend time with.”

“That’s really not my thing, besides there is no one. The one person who would be interested,” I stopped trying to find the right words. “Well, I did the wrong thing by her and she is angry with me.”

She let out a little laugh and said, “That’s a new one. You can ask anyone in this town and there is not one person who will say a bad word about you. There are dozens of women who would put out for you if given half a chance. Everybody feels for the situation you find yourself in. You know, raising someone else’s child and everything while she runs around like a Trollip.”

“What do you mean by raising someone else’s child?”

“Shit, you must know. When you went away just before you got married she had it on with a guy called Steve from up north. Before he went home this Steve was telling all the guys in the pub that he had to piss off because he had refused to use a rubber with her and had knocked her up and she wanted him out of the way for when the boyfriend came back. The boyfriend he talked about was you. Didn’t you know? Lyn told me. Almost everyone in town knows about it.”

“I had no idea. I’m a fucking fool. Where’s this Steve now, Do you know? Is he still up north? I don’t understand why she does these things.”

“As far as I know he is up north right now but he comes back occasionally and she still meets with him. He’s a no hoper. Only works when he has to. The only thing he owns is an old car. Sue told Lyn that the only thing he has that is worth anything is his huge cock. Apparently it is massive. She told Lyn that he hits spots that no one else has ever been and a lot have tried her.”

She hesitated for a while perhaps wondering if she had said too much already. “You know, some women cannot be satisfied. I think she is one of them. To me she seems to be looking for something that she can never achieve. You’re wasting your life with her.”

“What about your problems. What are you going to do?” I needed to change the subject. I was having trouble coping with this new information.

“My problems are not as complex. My marriage is stuffed. Ian comes home late every night, sometimes he’s drunk. I can smell the pussy on him so I know that there is someone else. Maybe he has more than one. He has reached the stage where he doesn’t even hide it from me anymore. I spoke to him about separating and he just said OK, whatever you want then two minutes later he’s trying to screw me with his little prick. It’s about the same size as your little finger. He then gets on me, in and out 5 times, blows his wad and rolls over and goes back to sleep.”

She continued. “You know when we got married I had not had sex before Ian and I thought that all cocks were that size. It wasn’t until a few weeks after we were married that Lyn’s husband, Jon cornered me one evening and tried it on that I realized what I was missing. He came out of the bathroom with nothing on and grabbed me. I looked down and couldn’t believe that they grew that big. Since then I’ve worked out that Jon is only average size anyway but he would be too big for me.”

“But you’ve had children. That must have stretched you?”

“Nope, both of my children were by Cistercian section because I have a problem that prevents me from delivering my children normally. My little pussy has never been stretched. Ian is the only cock that has ever penetrated me.” Again she hesitated then continued, “and yours is the only one that I have ever wanted.”

“Marg,…….. What can I say?”

“Don’t say anything. Just kiss me.”

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tightly into my body. Her tits were much larger than I was used to and the feeling of them against me was a big turn on. I kissed her passionately then drew away and said. “Come with me.” We were close to a motel. We passed through the entrance and walked to the check in.

“Could I have a room with a queen sized bed, please?”

“Okay, Goyse. Room 34 is available. Will you want breakfast?”

The fact that he knew my name set me back a little. I paid and we went to the room. “That guy knew who I was but I don’t think that I have ever seen him before,” I said to Marg.

“I told you that the whole town knows who you are because of the behavior of your wife. He doesn’t know you he just knows who you are. Look, you need to understand that half the men in the town are either getting into or trying to get into your wife’s pants and the other half don’t want to know her.”

“The word will be out by daylight. Fuck. Everyone will be talking about us booking into a motel. Before long Ian will hear. You don’t need that type of trouble.”

“Hey. Don’t worry. There is no one who will tell on you. Ian wouldn’t care. My only value to him is for getting his rocks off of a morning. Besides who cares if Ian hears about it. My marriage is over anyway. If he hears you will probably hear him cheering. Come over here and make love to me. Put your troubles aside for tonight because tonight will be special for both of us.”

I removed my shirt then started to undress her. I could not get over the size and shape of her tits. How tits of that size could hold their perfect shape I just don’t know. I lost myself in them. Holding them, Feeling them, licking them, and sucking them. As I massaged them fluids came from her engorged nipples. I licked it and it was so sweet and the more that I massaged the more fluids they yield up to me. “You have milk coming from them,” I said. ”I have only ever seen that when women have been breast feeding.”

“I’m ovulating,” she said. “When I’m getting just over a week after my period my tits always give off fluids. It’s not milk. It’s something else. It feels wonderful. I love you playing with them. They don’t get much attention these days. Would you lick me? You know, down there?”

“All in good time, Marg. Tonight we will make love. We will make slow tender love all night. I am not going home tonight, maybe not even tomorrow. Tonight I am yours and I want this night to be better than any you have ever had so if you want something, no matter what it is make sure that I know and it will happen. There is only you and I tonight. Forget everything else. The world doesn’t exist.“

“I just want you. My body is yours but you have to go slow with me because you are a lot bigger than I am used to. Can you turn the light out? “

“No. I want to be able to see you, all of you. You’re beautiful and I want to admire that beauty. I want to kiss it all and feel it all and most of all, I want to make love to it all. “

We kissed again and I moved down along her body, caressing it and massaging as I went. Her pussy was covered in thick dark hair, trimmed only at the sides for modesty. Her lips were not visible at all initially but become just visible when I softly ran my finger along her slit. She raised her hips and opened her legs in response so I ran my tongue along where my finger had been. Her hips lifted higher and her legs went a little wider and there was a little moan from her.

Her clit was hidden away from view but I had an idea where it might be and forced my tongue up towards it. The moan was louder and the hips lifted again. The little button was just visible now. I moved my tongue around it. Her moans were becoming louder.

Her lips were now visible. They were short and dainty looking, much browner than the rest of her. She was opening up like a flower about to bloom and with it came her juices. I moved my tongue down and into her slit, pushing into her.

“Ooooh, that feels so good,” she said. “Keep that up. I think I’m going to cum.” I moved the attention back to her clit. The moaning become loader and louder and suddenly juices flooded and sprayed from her tight little hole. I lapped up what I could but the flood was so great that the bed below her was soaked.

“I want you in me,” she said.

I moved up to kiss her. She broke away from the kiss and started lapping up her juices from my face. “I’m sorry she said. I didn’t want to make a mess but I couldn’t help it.”

“I’m not,” I replied. “You were marvelous. I loved it.”

My cock was at her entrance but she was not open enough to enter her so I moved the head up and down across her slit. Her hips rose a little further and with it she opened up just enough for my head to enter. I made little movements more like pressure on pressure off and each time I entered just a little bit further. She started to pick up the same rhythm with her hips and little by little I entered until I was fully in. I lay in that position for a while and kissed her deeply. She then started to move her hips again which gave me the sign that she was okay with it.

“I thought you might hurt me,” she said. “But that was really good. Move with me. I think I’m going to cum again. It’s so nice. I’ve never had sex like this before. I can’t come with Ian. He’s just so rough and it’s over in half a minute but you’re so gentle and caring. You know I can’t ever go back now.”

As I started to move in then out she stopped talking. Her lips parted and a low moan issued from her throat. As time passed I increased the stroke pulling most of the way out then back in again to her full depth. With the increase in stroke the moaning become louder and louder. This was similar to what I had experienced with Roz previously but Marg’s moans seemed to be coming from deep inside her.

I was aware that this was having a sexually stimulating effect on me and I knew that my orgasm was not far off. I tried hard to think of something else to put off my orgasm because I wanted to last for her. I really wanted this to be a very special event for her, something she would never forget.

I was aware that on my in stroke I was pushing against something which I believed was her cervix, the entrance to her ovaries. This was something that I had experienced a number of times before when women were at their peak of fertility. Juices where flowing freely from her now and I could feel her pussy pulsating which was something that I had never felt with anybody else and with it she was issuing a low pitched continuous growl from deep within her throat. Her eyes were closed and her head was pushed back at a ridiculous angle.

My ejaculation came on suddenly. I was no longer in control. It came and came and came and with each pulse I let out a noise similar to some tennis players striking the ball at the US open. “Huff….. Huff….. Huff…. “and it went on and on and on. With every “Huff” I drove into her as far as was possible. Marg was recovering from her orgasm but mine would not end. I felt the pain in my empty testicles with my body trying to pull cum when there was none to be had and then I blacked out.

“Are you okay?” I heard her say.

“Yer, I think so,” I replied. “I passed out. I couldn’t stop cumming. My body didn’t know when to stop and I blacked out.”

“Goyse that was the best thing I have ever experienced. You know I have never liked sex with Ian but I do enjoy it when I masturbate after he finishes but this was a hundred times better. It was like I was in a different world. Is it always like that for you?”

“Well, sometimes. This was very intense though. I just wanted you to enjoy it and let you understand how beautiful making love can be but I lost control at the end. If two people care enough for each other than there is no reason why it could not be like that every time.

“Is it like that with your wife?”

“Sometimes, there have been good times but less so recently. It could be. We start off wonderfully but then she does things to ruin it for us. It’s as if she has this vendetta against anything that I might enjoy. She seems to know how to drive a knife into my heart at exactly the right moment.”

“Things like what?”

“Well, you know that Roz and I used to go out together years ago and Roz is a lovely person. I don’t think I love her but I do care about her. Well recently when I am about to come Sue will say something like, “stay away from that little bitch, Roz or I’ll cut your fucking balls out.” You know threatening things. She is very jealous if she thinks that someone is a threat to her so brings it up at the precise moment that she knows that it will ruin it for me.”

“That’s terrible. She is a rotten bitch to do that. I hated Ian trying to fuck me when I knew he had been out with some other woman but I would never do that to him. How do you put up with it?”

“There are good times. It’s not all bad. Hey, let’s forget them. Tonight is our night. Let’s forget the arseholes and just enjoy each other’s company. I want this night to be special, just for you.”

“Before we forget them there is a couple of things that you need to know. The first is that remember Jon’s birthday party years ago when we sat together till morning and talked. That night was very special for me. Well when you dropped me off at the end of the street at Lyn’s place, I entered as quietly as possible because I didn’t want to wake anyone up. Well, Jon and Sue were hard at it. Jon was standing in the hall way with his pants on the ground and Sue was pressed against the wall straddling him. I sat quietly in the lounge and masturbated while I watched them. “

“I’ve never believed in watching porn but it let me understand why people watch it. That’s when I decided that if you were willing I was going to give myself to you even if it was just for one night.

Lyn knew about it but couldn’t do anything about it because she and Sue have also been making love together from time to time. Lyn once told me that she enjoyed sex with women more than with men and also said that Sue was the best she had ever had. She also said that for a long time she repeatedly waved her pussy in front of Sue when they tried clothes on together without her making a move and when she did Sue told her that you had suggested to Sue that she should seduce her. I told Lyn that I didn’t believe that and that Sue was only shit stirring.”

“Lyn watched Jon and Sue that night from a crack in the doorway from the bedroom but didn’t speak out because if she did she was frightened that Sue would tell Jon or worse still others around town what they had done together. Lyn told me that when Sue went back to bed she ordered her to clean her husband’s mess up. Lyn was forced to lick her clean while Sue laughed that evil laugh that she has.”

“Sue told Lyn that she needs more practice because she doesn’t do as good a cleanup job as you do. Lyn confided in me that if she ever gets the chance she will get even on the bitch by (in her words), “giving her cunt to you.”

She continued after a short silence. “Now I’m feeling horny again talking about it all. Would you be willing to lick me clean? I’ve never had that done to me and the thought really turns me on.”

I kissed her and held her tight. Her big tits were flush against my chest and the feeling was wonderful. My cock was rising again. I slipped down along her body and started to massage her tits once more licking the fluids from her protruding nipples each time it appeared. For the second time in my life my desire to be able to impregnate a lover was present however my vasectomy made that an impossibility. If only she could have my children then I would have a reason to leave the mess that my marriage had become and start afresh with someone who would give me love in the same way as I gave to her.

With this thought I moved further down her body. Her whole crutch was a mess of our juices. Sperm has been leaking from her slit as we talked and down across her but hole which had the telltale signs that at some stage it had been abused. I made a little mental note to ask her about it if the opportunity came up.

I started by licking from below her but hole then moved up towards her pussy. As I passed her but hole I spent a little time on it. Her response was immediate. “Ooh, that’s nice,” she said.

“Do you like getting your rear being played with, Marg?” I asked.

“I usually don’t like it but that felt special. Ian used to force his self into me at times when he came home drunk and it really hurt bad.”

“I understand. It doesn’t have to hurt, you know. If you go about it the right way it can be as nice as with your pussy. Some women enjoy it. It just depends on if you can get over the fear or with some it is repulsion at the thought of it.”

“Do you like it?” she asked.

“Not particularly,” I replied. “But I once did it with Sue when I was angry with her and we both loved it. Being angry, I knew she didn’t like it so I thought that if I did anal with her that it would be like some type of revenge, I guess. It backfired because she loved it. I have only done it once since then with her.

On that occasion I pushed a big dildo that she keeps into her pussy to stimulated her. Then I used her juices as lube to enter her but hole. By doing it missionary style I was able to work the dildo in her as I fucked her rear. Her screams must have almost woken the neighbors up. She just went ballistic, humping the dildo, wanting it further in and further in her. It was the largest orgasm that I ever saw her experience but she was very sore the next day and cursed me for it so I didn’t try it again.”

“Maybe we could try it if you want but I don’t want you to hurt me.”

By this time I was lapping at the entrance to her pussy. She was starting to lift her hips again in response to my licking and starting to get a movement going as if to fuck my tongue.

I found the vision of her highly stimulating and my cock had grown to full size again. I continued to lap at her entrance and her clit having cleaned all the external juices away. Each time I touched her clit her hips jerked almost instinctively. I avoided focusing on her clit because I was aware that women can become too tender from too much stimulation of their clit and I wanted our night to last. Her movements were becoming more intense and that deep throated groan that I felt was so sexy had returned. She was becoming wetter and wetter and our mixed juices were being forced from her entrance. My tongue was having difficulties keeping up.

“Put it in me. I want you to fuck me,” she said. “I want your cock. I’m going to come and I need you inside me. It’s so nice. I wish you could get me pregnant. I would love to carry your child.”

I had moved up to put my cock at her entrance. She was now slick from our previous sex and so I could enter her with little trouble although she was still as tight as any that I had experienced. I started to make slow gradual movements withdrawing only about an inch and then pushing hard against her. Her hips were mimicking my movements by lifting as I pushed into her and then dropping as I withdrew.

Once more I could feel that solid piece inside her which I knew to be her cervix. After a time it seemed to align with my cock so that when I pushed into her I could feel it as if it was wrapping around the tip of my cock. In my mind I imagined that her body was trying to meet her desire to be impregnated by guiding me towards her eggs.

Her groaning was almost constant now and her head was arched back against the pillow. Her pussy juices were running out of her and I could feel them dripping from my balls. As I pushed into her wetness her arse was making a slight slapping sound as my balls came in contact with her.

Suddenly I felt her pussy clamp onto my cock then release then clamp again. The flow of juices from her doubled and the heat inside her pussy was intense. Rather than a continuous groan the noise from her moved up an octave, became much louder and came in bursts in harmony with the clamping on my cock. I looked directly at her and her eyes were clamped shut. My lips met hers and her mouth that had been open closed slightly to accept my kiss. The kiss continued until her moaning declined.

When we broke the kiss she moaned, “I love you, Goyse. I’ve never thought that sex could be so beautiful. Stay with me. I want this forever. We have both lost too much time.”

I had not reached orgasm but had fought it so that our loving could continue. I wanted this to be her night. I knew that at this stage her wishes of me could not be met. I still had unfinished business with my wife and I knew that if I was to leave the marriage then my wife’s spite and vindictiveness would prevent me from ever seeing our kids again.

I withdrew my cock slightly and we rolled onto our sides. “You didn’t cum,” She said.

“No. I want our loving to continue when you have recovered.” I replied. “You look so beautiful. There is a warm glow in your face that I haven’t seen before. You’re very special, you know. You have something that I have never seen in any woman before but I don’t know what it is.”

“Yes, I can feel it too. In my whole life I have never been this happy. I’m falling in love with you.”

“No Marg, you mustn’t. Let us enjoy our times together but even if we do fall in love we mustn’t plan anything around it at this stage. We both have kids to look after and our children must always be our first consideration. You know what she is like. My kids have no chance if you and I try to become a couple. She will just use them to get her revenge on me and on you.

“You mean your son?”

“No, I mean my children. No matter what my daughters DNA, she will always be my daughter to me. I saw her born. I held her when she needed to be held and I raised her. Nothing will ever change that. They are my kids and I will protect them no matter what the cost.”

“Yes, I knew that you would say that. I was just hoping against hope that you would change your mind. Forgive me. I have no right to try to push you into a situation that can cause you more troubles than you already have. But I have to tell you, I do love you. “

“No one has ever moved my heart like you have. I have known for years that you were the one but I’ve never really had the chance to tell you before. I’ve watched and your pain and suffering has been mine. I don’t know how to explain it but when she has hurt you I have felt it too. So intense has been my feelings. I should tell you that Lyn has a thing for you as well. She is hoping you will make a pass at her.”

“I’m with you, Marg. You don’t need to worry about me getting with Lyn.”

“But you don’t understand. I want you to. Lyn hates sex with men because she has never been with a man for her. They all just want sex, bang, bang, thank you mam style. Just like me she is tight and not very deep. Sex with men often hurts her internally. She doesn’t know and understand how great it can be and I want her to know and understand. She is my sister and there is no one in this world that is closer to me and nothing that I wouldn’t do for her. I want you to set it up so you and she spend some time together alone so that she can feel what I am feeling. It’s important to me.”

She continued “Many wouldn’t understand but when we grew up we were miles away from everyone on our dad’s farm. It was those times when you would send your best steers to market and they would sell for less than you paid the truckie to deliver them so we were always broke. There was no money to go to town. I didn’t even see a movie until after I got married and it was probably the same for Lynie. You know she likes to be called that by her close friends don’t you?”

She continued before I could reply. “There were no men in our lives. We all would have liked to go to high school then find a job. We would have liked to date like all the other kids but none of that was possible because we were so poor that dad depended on us to do the work around the place. He could not afford to let us leave.”

“You know Lynie and I shared a room until Jon came along. He was the junior on a drilling rig that set up on the property. It was good for dad because for the first time ever he had some regular income because they paid him to allow access to the drill site for the use of the roads through our land. Jon used to deliver the payment at the end of each week. Initially he had eyes for me but when he found out my age he quickly switched to Lynie.

By that time Lynie was eighteen and I was seventeen. We knew about sex because we saw the bull with the cows. I had my period before Lynie but she was soon after that. I think I was about fourteen so she would have been fifteen.

Our hormones were running riot for those 3 years. We had no outlet. No company like most girls of our age. I started to masturbate soon after my period started and for stimulation I thought about the bull jumping the cow. Well, that was all I knew. Sounds crazy now but that was how it was. Lynie used to like my tits because they had started developing when I was thirteen. She still didn’t have hers up until she had children.”

“One night when I was giving myself a little touch up Lynie climbed into my bed and asked me could she suck my tits while I sexed myself. My tits were always very tender and I really liked them stroked and massaged like you did to me earlier. It really turns me on. So to me this was just the best thing that had ever happened in my life up till that time. When Lynie then pushed my hand away and started to rub my little pussy I had my first real orgasm. Of course I had to return the favor. So by the time Jon appeared we were more than sisters we actually were lovers.”

“You know that sometimes Lynie and I would yard up the bull and a cow that was in season so that we could watch them. We had to pick a time when mum and dad were out visiting neighbors and we almost got caught more than once. I think mum knew and understood because she seemed to make sure that dad was steered in the right direction when she suspected. I guess that comes from being raised in the country like us with a couple of sisters.

The most beautiful orgasm that I experienced before tonight had been watching the bull with his long, thin cock up a cow with Lynie behind me and her hands in my panties stroking my pussy. Occasionally we would finger each other and both of us lost our virginity to each other well before Jon appeared on the scene.

My interest in Lynie was only to return the pleasure that she afforded me and once she left than my interest in females did not return although I still would join Lynie today if she wanted it. Lynie told me recently that when she got married her interest in girls initially disappeared.”

“After a time Jon started doing things that hurt her. She could see that he was only out for his own satisfaction and didn’t care if it was good for her. She found that she became more and more attracted to girls again. I understand it because if girls pleasure her more than men and also don’t hurt her than you can’t really judge her for it.”

“Some of our problem has been that for a long time we thought that the way that the bull did it was the way it was. The female was there just to be used by the male. Some of it is our own fault because if you don’t feel good then you don’t respond. You just accept it and hope it ends soon but you have shown me that is not what it is about.”

“To some extent I owe Sue a debt too because over time I have been watching her and I realized that she does it for her pleasure and no one else’s. We would not be here now if I had not seen how badly she was treating you. Really she has turned it around so that she is the bull and if the men don’t like what she wants then they can go and get stuffed. Her approach is that if men are not subservient to her than they don’t get access to her pussy but if they play it her way then they can get what they want.”

I was lost for words. Her analysis was spot on but I had never realized it. That is exactly what Sue was doing. She was the bull in the paddock looking around her heard waiting for her next opportunity. The only problem with that analogy was where did that leave me? I started to understand that I was on dangerous ground.

My desire for Marg was starting to become something else. I was being drawn to her on a different plane. Up till now it was for common need, respect and for sexual enjoyment. I wanted her to know how beautiful sex could be for those who cared for each other’s needs. But as she talked I started to realize that she was opening up to me to such an extent that she trusted me with her most inner most secrets. The type of things that some never ever divulge to a living sole were being shared with me and that was tearing on my heart strings. I was starting to feel deeply attached to her. This was no longer two people having enjoyable sex this was becoming something that I may not be able to walk away from.

I was still half erect and her tightness meant that I was also still inside her. With her legs closed her pussy had the head of my cock clamped like it was in a vice. I doubt that I could have pulled out if I had wanted to but pulling out was the last thing on my mind. I could feel the desire to start moving again and so I pushed and pulled just a little.

“I would like to try what you spoke about before but I don’t want you to hurt me. If we try it would you stop if I ask you to.” She suddenly said. “I really don’t feel comfortable about the idea but I trust you and you said it would be OK.”

“You mean eeerrr…. In your behind. Like in your back hole.” I replied. “You don’t have to do it. It’s not important to me you know. I was just explaining to you that it doesn’t have to be a terrible experience. Some women enjoy it. That’s all.”

“But if it is enjoyable and I don’t try then I will feel that I have missed out on something.”

“OK. Just lift your leg slightly and let me pull out and we will give it a go.”

“I like you in me like this. It feels good. I will feel empty when you pull it out.”

“Don’t worry we have a good many hours left yet. When we sleep I’ll leave it in you.”

“You mean if we sleep.” She said with a little giggle.

I withdrew from her. My cock had been holding our juices inside her so when I withdrew they started to dribble out and down her crack. I turned her around so she faced away from me and then pushed my cock back in from where it had come from. She had automatically bent her legs up so that I had greater access. She also had tried to move so that my cock passed across her rear hole thinking I was after that spot but I did not want to rush things and she needed to be excited before I tried to enter her but.

I started slight movements inside her and she stared to push back on me bending forward to allow me better access. It was like doggie fashion but lying down. I worked my way into her and her deep throated moan started again. I pulled back from her and used the head of my cock in and out of her pussy entrance. Her moaning become louder and she was now moving in harmony with me. I could feel her hole getting slicker by the second. It was time.

I pulled a little bit back and quickly moved down to place my cock against her rear entrance. Before I moved I had moved my hand around her so that I could continue stimulation of her clit with my finger using our juices as a lubricant. My other hand was holding her left tit.

Her moaning continued and our movements also continued. It was more a pressure on and pressure off movement but I knew that given time she would push back a little harder and when that happened the head of my cock would slip into her. We continued like that for about a minute without penetration and I was starting to think that it would not happen but and then I slipped my fingers down across her slit and then back up again. This action caused her to shift her hip movements such that I gently slipped into her.

Her hip movements were becoming larger and her moan was now almost continuous once more. I continued the movements with my fingers around her clit for a couple of seconds and then gently down her slit till I could feel my cock then back up again. Each time her reaction was to push back a little and each time I slipped a little bit further into her.

“Oooohhh that feels so good”, she said in between moans. “I’m having little orgasms all the time like it’s a continuous one. Don’t go any deeper though because it could hurt me.”

“That’s OK, You’re in control. I won’t hurt you. If you want me to stop just tell me”

“Don’t stop. It feels OK. Just let me move a little more.”

1. that her hip movements increased. I focused my finger more on her slit than her clit because I didn’t want her to get sore. Perhaps she didn’t realize it but the larger movements were taking me deeper and deeper until I was pushing up against her but cheeks and couldn’t go any deeper. The extra movement was starting to move me closer to my orgasm but at the same time I was aware that for her it was losing some of its magic. Her moaning had stopped and her movements were becoming more mechanical.

“Are you OK,” I asked.

“I’ll be OK if you want to finish,” she relied. “But don’t cum inside me”

I immediately knew that I had to stop. I withdrew very slowly but continued to massage her slit. She turned her head towards me and kissed me saying, “Thanks, it was starting to hurt me but you didn’t have to stop.”

“Tonight is your night, remember. If I continued then I would be taking it away from you.” I got up, went to the bathroom. Washed myself and returned with 2 warm wet wash cloths and cleaned down her rear. “You’re so good to me,” she said. “If only we had met years ago how different our lives would be. I love you. I want you in me.”

She was now lying on her back. I laid down on her and as we kissed. She moved her body to align with my cock and took me inside of her. “Now it’s your turn,” she said and started moving so as to get me fully embedded inside her.

When we broke our kiss she looked me straight in the eyes. I could tell that her movements were intended for my enjoyment although the expression on her face told me she was enjoying it as well but the pure exoticism that I had experienced from her earlier orgasms was gone.

This was pure sex, as if she was using her pussy to get me off and get me off she did. I stopped holding back and it took only a few seconds to feel it rising and rising in me. I released my sperm in a massive flood. Because I had almost reached peak several times and held back each time my balls had produced much more than would be normal. Each time that I shot I drove as hard as possible into her and I could feel that little entrance part to her ovaries meeting the head of my cock each time that I shot and I let out a loud “Aaahhhh” each time.

I could feel some of my sperm pushing out from around my cock and running down her but and over my balls as I shot more and more into her hole and then I was done. How I wished that I could give her our baby was my only thought at that moment.

1. little laugh that I had come to love in such a short time bought me back to reality.

“What’s so funny,” I asked.

“Your expression, as if you had entered another dimension. It was beautiful to watch you. I’m glad that I could give something special back to you in return for the unique pleasure you have given me.”

“I love you.” It had slipped out without me realizing. I had not intended to let her know how attached I had become. Damn, I thought. I should not have said that. I knew that there would be implications for my mistake. Things in both our lives were just too complex to make this more than a sex heist.

We had rolled onto our sides. She smiled at me as I held her in my arms then she kissed me and said, “I’m so happy. I’ve never ever felt this way before. I love you, Goyse.” Her eyes closed and she was asleep. Her little satisfied smile remained on her lips. This was a very special moment for me laying there being held watching her sleep.

I watched her for a while to admire the beauty of a happy, satisfied woman. Of all my life experiences that is the one that I cherish the most. A tear ran down my cheek at the thought that for the sake of my children I could not take this further than an occasional meeting then I drifted off to sleep.

I awoke at daylight with a wonderful feeling in my crutch. I looked down to see her licking the head of my cock. She smiled and said “Wakey, wakey, you’ve got to get home to the bitch. She’ll have the knives out for you by now. I love these balls and I don’t want her to cut them out,” she said as she cradled my testicles in her hand.

I knew that what she was saying was right. If Sue got just a hint of what we had done not only would my life be a misery but she would come hunting for Marg and that was something that I would not like to happen.

“Have a good shower and scrub up well. She must not smell my pussy on you. I know that it’s not hard for a woman to do that because I’ve smelt it many times on Ian. What are you going to tell her?”

“I’ll just say that Mick and I went out for a bit of night fishing and his car broke down. I’ll ring Mick and make sure we have got our stories straight. I’ll tell him that I’ve been in an all-night poker game and don’t want her to know. He’ll be OK with it.”

“What about Donna. She may dob you and Mick in.”

“Donna hates Sue so she will go along with it. Actually I’ll bet that she will suspect the truth. She’s a smart one that one. Never misses a trick. She’ll probably pepper me with questions next time I see her. I’d love to be able to tell her the truth. She would get off on it.”

“You like her don’t you.”

“Yep, she is special. Mick’s a lucky man.” I could see the frown on her face. “Hey, it’s OK. I would never touch her besides she is madly in love with Mick and he treats her very special. I do think that you were about to get jealous.”

She smiled and said, “I have to go home tomorrow but it will be OK because I’ll dream of you every night. My life will be a lot better after this. I’ll have something to look forward to when I come back up in a few weeks’ time.”

I showered. We kissed and I left her to go back to sleep and continue her lovely dream. For me I grew to understand what she meant because my dreams from then on were of her and what could have been.

To this day, years later when I close my eyes at night I see her face and think of our short time together and it brings tears to my eyes. I was not to know at that time that now that she had tasted how life could be that she was going to go all out to make it permanent. My love and responsibilities to my children meant that I could not let that happen.

A thing of beauty embroided with magnificent feelings was eventually to become a sad and terrible thing for me. Something that would cause pain and drama for us all but that was a good many years ahead. Our next meeting would be just as sensual as out first and was to see our love grow more and more.