I knelt at my bedroom window, riding my dildo as I gazed at his magnificent young body, the neighbor boy. I could hardly call him that anymore. At seventeen, he was almost a man, at least, I'd like to make him one. The sweltering sun glistened off of his sweat-soaked body. Before too long, he'd be so drenched that his gym shorts would cling to him, outlining his thick swinging dick, sending tingles through my twat. I flooded my panties the first time I watched him mowing with his shirt off. I knelt at the window, peeking over the sill with my hands between my legs. Now, whenever the mower starts, I rush to my room and break out my new little friend, all nine inches of it.

Despite my best efforts to stay hidden, my body bobbing in the window caught his attention. I crossed my arms on the window sill to keep my upper body from giving away what my lower half was up to. I humped my cunt onto the plastic penis and worked myself into quite the lather. Thick white cream oozed from my hole as I worked myself to a frothy mess. Brian gave a wave and continued, clueless to my dirty diddlings. I fucked myself silly by the time he finished. It didn't take him long to realize that I watched him every time he mowed, and it became a game of sorts to see who would notice the other first.

Brian was quite the specimen, standing five feet, eight inches tall, with thick, wavy blonde hair and sculptured muscles from playing football. If only I'd met him in my prime. But no. I was twenty years his senior with no one to please me. So here I am pleasuring myself with a rubber weenie, wondering how I could bed Brian. Huh. I sounded like a lecherous old hag wanting to fuck my neighbor's teenage son.

Later that evening, I stood in front of the mirror, looking at my sagging breasts and wrinkly waistline, wondering why not. I didn't look that bad. I could still turn heads. Brian had been keenly interested in me watching him lately. "Maybe I should test the waters and see if he'll bite," I thought to myself.

I assumed my position at my perch a few days later. Like clockwork, Brian started the mower to do the lawn. He noticed me as soon as he rounded the corner of the garage and waved. I raised up so he could see my bare breasts through the window and waved back with my tit. Seeing my tits caused him to stop dead in his tracks. Brian's face flushed red when he saw my tits come into view. He then waved with both hands in response. Not to be outdone, I my breasts and waved back with both tits.

To my surprise, I saw his shorts begin to tent from his hardening cock. I lifted a tit and sucked my nipple into my mouth. Brian's smile and bulging shorts encouraged me to stand and reveal my nakedness. His eyes just about popped out of his head when he saw my cleanly shaved beaver. I pointed at his bulge and nudged my chin towards him as I raised my index finger, hoping that he'd get the idea to show me his wares.

Brian ducked behind a tree and glanced around to see if anyone was looking. He pulled his shorts down and showed me his manhood, standing proud. I rubbed my pussy while I watched him stroke his cock. I thrust my fingers into my cunt while he pumped his fist as fast as he could. Silvery streams of spunk started to shoot out the tip of his cock, coating his mother's azaleas.

I motioned him over with my finger, shouting the back door was open. In no time at all, he was standing in my bedroom with his cock still in his hand. "Let's see if I can suck start this for you," I said, dropping to my knees. I could taste his cum on the head of his dick as I swirled my tongue around its head. A sense of pride washed over me as he moaned, oh god.

Brian stood awkwardly in front of me, fumbling with his hands. I guided them to my head as I took more of his cock into my mouth. He began to slowly hump my mouth as my slithery tongue tickled his trouser toy. "Oh, God!" he moaned again. I warned him not to get over-excited. We had more things to try. "You said the back door is open. Did you mean that literally?" he asked. I assured him that I was open to anything his little head desired. "I don't have any condoms and..." his voice trailed off as he didn't know how to ask if he could fuck me.

I hadn't even considered protection. I had gotten my tubes tied after my divorce and never looked back. "Sure. We could do it that way if you'd like. Otherwise, we can wait until..." Brian picked me up off the floor, bending me over the bed, and started to lick my pussy from behind. He wrapped his arm around my waist and rubbed my clit as his tongue darted between my pussy lips.

Brian's talented tongue twirled its way through my lips and into my hole, making me cum. Upon hearing me moan, he drove it into my dripping orifice, fucking me with his tongue. He spit on my ass pucker and dipped his thumb into my anus, sending another surge of orgasm through my sopping slit.

He spit on my sphincter again, asking if I was ready. Brian positioned himself behind me and rubbed the tip of his cock through my pussy lips, coating it with my juices. I suddenly felt pressure against my starfish as he slowly penetrated my pooper. "You're a big boy," I said as he buried his cock deep into my bowels. His warm breath caressed my ear as he began to hump my backside.

I raised my upper body bracing myself with my hands on the bed while he long stroke fucked me. Brian reached under me and played with my swinging titties while hammering my ass. I could feel every thrust as I dug my fingers into my cunt. "Oh. Fuck! Harder damn it!" I squealed as a colossal climax crashed through me.

I pushed back as hard as I could against the onslaught of his massive cock. "Oh fuck. I can't take much more, huurrrry," I whimpered.

"Are you ready for it? Really ready for it?"

"Uh Huh," I grunted. I dropped to my knees the moment he pulled out of me, just in time for a tsunami of spunk to splash off my face and tits.

I couldn't believe the amount of cum that he showered me with. My face and tits were covered with semen everywhere. Now I know what the women in those bukkake videos feel like. I scooped a handful of his boyish nut juice into my mouth, savoring every drop.

"I'll let you do that again if you mow my lawn, too,"

"I'll do it tomorrow, and I'll bring condoms next time."

"You won't need any condoms. You can ride me bareback anytime," I said as he left.

Tomorrow is a long way away, I thought. "Hmm, It's a good thing I have an endless supply," I giggle as I pick up my dildo and suction it into the bathtub. I went to bed, sexually spent and eager for his return tomorrow.