Hello, Jane here. It’s Saturday morning and I’m running round as usual doing all the old dears’ hair ready for their weekly big night out. Mrs Jordan is 92 and I have just put her under the dryer and she has fallen straight asleep. I need to keep on top of all my hairdressing appointments today, as Mr J is coming to visit tonight. The text message came in yesterday, fancy a visitor? And I do fancy this particular visitor - very much indeed.

It has been a harrowing week at my regular quality manager day job, what with that crazy boss of mine spouting off ever more absurd directives and I could really do with a red hot session to lower my stress levels. On top of that, it is two weeks since our last one and good though my buzzing pink friend is, it isn’t in the same league as Mr J’s hard wet cock.

We met on a flight to Atlanta. I had the window seat and Charlie came and sat down next to me. Later he told me how when he was getting to his seat he had thought to himself, I’ve got lucky this time. Charlie was easy to talk to and we chatted about our work and why we were on the flight. I was going to head office to do some training and he was going to see friends in LA and then on to a conference with a colleague. He ran an engineering company, but I managed to veer him off telling me too much about it.

The drinks trolley came round and we both opted for a red wine and continued chatting (I made sure that he never got to fill in his crossword!). When our glasses were empty, he said “fancy another?”

 I had taken that flight loads of times and never knew you could get more than the one or two miserly glasses that the cabin crew offered. However, Charlie went to the back of the plane and miraculously appeared with two full glasses.

Charlie proved to be great company and as the wine flowed, we shared our music and film tastes (as you do) and pretty soon we were discussing the sorry state of our love lives. I was in a dead end relationship with a musician in his late fifties who really wanted a mother rather than a lover. In fact, we had only tried to have sex once and that was a total disaster, as he couldn’t even stay hard long enough for me to get a condom on him! Charlie meanwhile was with a woman who was on an alcohol-fuelled self-destruct mission and he needed to get out soon to save his own sanity. We had a hug to cheer each other up.

After the meal, the lights went down and everyone started to doze off, but me and Charlie just kept drinking and chatting away. We had become more tactile now, putting our hands on each other’s legs for emphasis and leaving them there for comfort after the point had been made.

Charlie said I was pretty. I was pretty for a fifty-year-old lady, and after the amount Charlie had drunk, I must have been absolutely stunning! I thought he was drop dead gorgeous by this time and when he eventually leant over for a kiss, I left no time in responding by opening my mouth and entwining my tongue around his. My hand ran up his leg and soon I could feel the warm bulge that was occupying the crotch of his jeans.

Charlie was mid-forties, but his cock had the steel-rod hardness of a twenty-year old’s. I could feel the bulbous head through the thick denim and decided that I must touch it for real. I ran my hand under his T-shirt, then slipped it under his belt and into his boxer shorts.

I wrapped my fingers round his thick shaft and felt his wetness on the tip of my finger. It had been an age since I had felt pre-cum oozing from the eye of an aroused cock and I massaged his tip, revelling in the increasing slipperiness as yet more natural lubricant seeped from him.

Charlie had shuffled his bum to the front of the seat and leant back to ease the path of my hand, but then he sat up and gently held me by the wrist and pulled my hand from between his legs. He motioned my hand towards my mouth and I caught on and seductively licked his juice from my fingers. He kissed me and I know he could taste himself on my tongue. I felt a dribble of cum flow between my own legs at the thought and was suddenly conscious that my knickers felt sodden and obviously not just from this little cum escape.

Maybe Charlie sensed my dampness as the next second I felt his hand gliding up the thigh of my black leggings to rest covering my burning mound. His hand slid up to my waist and round my side, continuing its upward path until his fingertips were brushing against my breast. I felt my nipple harden instantly, straining for escape from the lacy black bra that was just visible under the neckline of my top. His fingers cupped my breast through my top and then his hand went back down my side and under my blouse, caressing my skin.

My breath quickened as I felt his large warm hand move up and into my bra, and when his fingers reached my nipple I was aware of the unmistakable feeling of a further trickle of my juices running from my pussy lips. I looked around and everyone else around us on the plane was asleep in the darkness. I leant over and we kissed passionately.

Charlie clasped me tighter towards him as his hand glided down my abdomen once more and reached under my leggings and the waistband of my knickers. I adjusted position so as to allow him to reach down further through my neatly trimmed pubes to find my sopping wet pussy. Charlie slid two fingers deep between my lips and slowly drew them up to pleasure my engorged clitoris.

Through the alcohol I remembered where we were and managed to check myself from moaning out loud. Charlie eventually withdrew his hand and gently cupped my face as we both licked his fingers clean. Then the lights came on and we woke from our revelry and sheepishly looked around to see if we had been noticed. Fortunately, it appeared not!

The rest of the flight was less eventful, though we did discuss whether he should catch a later connecting flight and stay with me for a night in Atlanta. However, I thought better of it when we were in the bright lights of the arrivals hall and we simply exchanged email addresses and politely kissed goodbye.

And that was that, until over a year later I received a do you remember me email? I did of course, and Charlie had ridden his motorbike over to see me a few days later and I ensured that we dealt with our unfinished business!

 That was 10 months ago and since then Charlie has popped over to see me every two or three weeks and the sex has been getting better and better.

 I looked down at old Mrs Jordan and wondered if her dreams were anything like the daydream I had just been having, however I suspect that her knickers were not quite as wet as mine and that she was not going to have the pleasure of the sordid delights that I knew were awaiting me tonight.

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I held onto the handlebars tight as I blipped the throttle, clunked down two gears and threw the bike into the left hander. There was a damp patch on the apex, but I clocked this and through years of experience placed my front wheel a couple of inches to the right before gently winding the power on and hurtling out of the corner. This was a fantastic road, though one of the most dangerous in the region. I needed my wits about me and for this thirty mile stretch all thoughts about what awaited me at the end of the journey had to be put to one side.

The twisty road inevitably delivered me to the small country town bottleneck and I could now allow my imagination to wander. What would Jane be wearing tonight?

Since we have been meeting up, Jane has thrown herself into the gym and has honed her body to a wondrous state. She is justly proud of it and takes great delight in dressing up for our little rendezvous. We had both expanded her sexy wardrobe and I knew she would be opening the door to me in a highly immodest manner. My cock strained at my leathers at the imminent prospect.

Through the town and onto the last stretch of motorway, fifteen minutes to go and I opened the bike up while keeping a close watch out for the police. Now was not the time to be stopped for speeding. I pulled up and parked the bike on the drive. The front door was ajar and I called out as I went in. “Hi Jane, anyone in?”

Bugger, he’s here already, but then I knew I would never be ready in time. In fact, I didn’t want to be. I got up and left my bedroom with just a towel round my head. I watched Charlie’s mouth drop open as he looked up and saw my naked body standing on the stairs. He gave me one of his gorgeous smiles, as his glance focused on my full chest and then down to the fur between my legs that I had been growing at his express request.

I run back up stairs, saying “Help yourself to a beer will you and get me one - you’ll have to wait a while”.

I hear the clink of a bottle being taken from the fridge and then smell the cigarette that he always has shortly after his arrival. I know he is sitting down in front of the TV I have left on and will be relaxing and thinking of our sexy evening together.

After a while Charlie’s head pops round the door of my bedroom.

 “Hello, I’ve just popped up to see how you are getting on and have brought you a fresh beer”.

 I look up from doing my hair and apologise for the complete disarray that is my bedroom. “You go back downstairs and I’ll be down in a minute."

I don’t want him to see the outfit I have chosen for tonight and I am nearly ready for my big entrance, however I will keep him anticipating for just a little while longer.

I light a second cigarette and relax in front of the history documentary. I am not really watching the programme, it is just a background scene to my thoughts as I allow myself to unwind after my busy week and the frantic dash over to Jane’s. The beer is soothing my mind and I feel myself slowly immersing in the atmosphere of her familiar front room. It is getting dark and I go over and draw the curtains to ensure some privacy, though I am sure that Jane secretly enjoys the excitement of a passer-by peering in and catching us by chance.

There are footsteps on the stairs and then, “Well hello Mr J."

 Jane is standing there in a black fishnet top, black fishnet stockings, black heels and red crotchless knickers. Her large breasts are naked beneath the top and her stiff nipples poke through the mesh. My eyes look down over her smooth stomach and I spy her mousy fur through the thong’s lace. I look more closely and see the patch of longer hair that surrounds her clitoris spilling from the slit in her panties.

Jane sits down on the sofa, crosses her legs, takes a swig of her beer and then unloads the gossip from both work and her friends. I love listening to her tell me all about her last few weeks and as I lounge on the floor sipping my beer, I try to make useful comments to keep her conversation flowing.

As we joke about the absurdity of some of the people in her life, my eyes gaze at her gorgeous body - all dressed for sex. We both pretend that this is the most natural situation in the world and chat as if we were catching up in a bar, or over the kitchen table with a cup of tea.

“Are you going to roll something then? It’s in the fridge.”

 I find the small pack of grass and take my time rolling a joint. I light it and deeply draw the first lungful in, savouring the taste of the strong skunk she scores from a neighbor especially for our evenings together.

We pass the number back and forth a couple of times and I get up and sit next to her on the sofa as I feel the world starting to lighten. Jane’s speech has become slower and I know she is experiencing the same effect.

I lean over and wrap my arm around Jane and kiss her lips. Her tongue instantly pushes into my mouth and I know she has also had enough of the suspense and the night is ready to enter its more debauched phase. We kiss hungrily and I reach a hand out to feel her full rounded breasts. I take one of her nipples between my thumb and finger, loving the way it is held at the base by the black netting, yet proudly stands erect through the scant material.

Oh, how I love Mr J - the feel of his large hands on my body and the taste of the smoke on his mouth. I reach my hand under his T-shirt, over his stomach and caress the thick hair of his chest. His hand is on my knee, my thigh and gliding up fast, but… let’s calm it down. I push him away and ask him what has been going on in his world.

He sits back down, slightly aggrieved, but he knows that this is all part of our unwritten script. The night is young and the tension can be pushed further yet. He tells me about his mates and the European bike tour they are planning for the summer, then about some of his ongoing negotiations at work. I don’t try to follow what he says, I just love listening to him talking.

As Charlie rattles on, I slowly part my legs a little and watch to see how long it takes him to realise. I wonder how his face will betray the moment he catches on.

His eyes eventually glance down to my pussy and I catch his eye knowingly. He continues talking while blatantly staring between my legs. Meanwhile, I focus closely on the crotch of his jeans and feel myself dampen as I spy the unmistakable outline of his cock-head growing and pushing against his inner thigh.

“Are you going to roll another joint then?”

“Will do, if you can get us a glass of wine each.”

He sits next to me on the sofa; we take a sip of our wine and then he lights the second reefer. He inhales deeply and takes another shorter puff before passing it over to me. This is strong gear and I have a low tolerance, so I just take a mini hit before passing it back. After handing it back and forth a couple more times, Charlie puts the remaining half out in the ashtray and sits back. My head is swimming gloriously and I can feel my pulse racing.

I feel suddenly super light-headed and exceptionally horny. I reach out to Jane and put my arm around her, pulling her close. My hand strokes the nape of her neck and I pull her mouth towards mine. She twists her head and our tongues clash as we both fight to enter the other’s mouth.

I put my hand on her back and stroke up and then round towards her breasts, feeling each hard nipple in turn. Her hands are suddenly all over me, running over my back and then along my thigh.

My cock strains and then I feel her hand touching it through the denim. She pushes her mouth more firmly against mine as she strokes the length and then the tip of my cock. I am loving this and my thoughts turn to her delicious pussy and I just know that it must be wet. I think of her juices running from deep within her and flowing past her engorged lips and maybe making it to her pubes and on to the outside world through the slit in her panties.

I climb onto the floor and kneel down. Placing my hands on her knees, I open her legs and stare lovingly at the sheer red lace, the soft long pubes and her flowering pink lips. I pull her towards me and kiss along each inner thigh in turn, slowly getting closer and closer to the source of the heat and the sweet musky scent rising ever stronger from her cunt.

My tongue licks slowly, but firmly, between her labia, curling as it pushes deeper so as to lap up as much of her juice as it can, while I simultaneously bury my nose against her clitoris and inhale the smell of her sex.

My pussy is on fire with arousal as Charlie’s hands pull my pussy lips apart and his powerful tongue mercilessly licks deep inside me. I grab the back of his head and force him against me. Then he is sucking my engorged lips into his mouth and biting down on them. The pain sends a tingle through my body and I lie back and let him do what he will. His tongue flicks lightly against my clit, then more insistently and then it starts thrashing against my rock hard button.

Now he is sucking my entire clitoris into his mouth and I feel his teeth come down onto it. I know I am oozing cum and it doesn’t take long for Charlie to go to the base of my pussy and give it a long slow lick.

I push his head down again encouraging him to repeat this pleasuring. He starts even lower this time, before the very start of my slit and I imagine how close he is to my bottom. After the third lick, I moan more loudly and I shuffle my bum towards the edge of the sofa and lift my knees higher. I know he will get my hint, and seconds later his pointed tongue is down past my hair and onto the smooth taught skin of my perineum, tantalising close to my asshole. I roll myself even further back into the sofa, raising my legs, practically telling him that I want to feel him lick around and into my rosebud.

When my tongue first glides around the rim of Jane’s arsehole, she gasps and lets out a long low moan. I tease her by circling her hole and then moving farther away before returning to rim her once more, but finally I give in and curling my tongue as tightly as I can, I push it into her tight starfish.

 I pull her arse cheeks apart as wide as I can and just keep dipping deeply into her erotically acrid-tasting forbidden hole, while her moans get louder and louder. I then lick up and savour the copious drops of cum now clinging to her pubes, before holding her pussy lips wide open and gazing upon the full honeypot of girl juice that fills her vagina. I lap it all up and then rise and kiss her mouth so she can taste herself on me.

I pull Charlie onto the sofa and tug at his belt.

He helps me release the buckle and undoing the buttons I pull his jeans off and reach into his boxer shorts to feel his rigid cock. The tip is so wet that I can see that it has created a large damp patch on his boxers.

I run my finger tip around the tip of his glans and then suck my finger seductively while Charlie watches on. However, now is not the time for teasing and I quickly pull off his underwear, grasp him firmly by the base of his cock and lower my mouth, wrapping my lips tightly around it and stretching his foreskin back as I take more of it in.

His pre-cum is sweet-tasting and his cock is warm and pulsing in my mouth. I run my tongue around the bulbous tip urging it to quickly grow to its maximum size. I sit up to get a better view of his angry purple cock that I still grip firmly in my hand. It is rock hard and standing straight up. I have to sit on it. I have to feel it push my lips apart and slide deep into my cunt.

I pull Charlie’s T-shirt over his head and kneel on the sofa astride him and look into his eyes. My pussy is sitting directly over his hard shaft; his tip resting above my clitoris and the rest of his meat just pushing my lips apart. I start to slide back and forth along his hard pole, coating it with my girl juice. My engorged lips part further wrapping themselves either side around his shaft. I lean forward to grind my clitoris along the firm length. I can see him watching intently between my legs at the sight of my soaking labia caressing his cock. Finally, I reach down, grab his cock and push it inside me.

I pull Jane towards me as she slides further down onto my cock. Her nipples have grown huge and I suck a breast hungrily into my mouth and clasp my teeth around the firm point. I thrust my hips up as Jane sits firmly down taking my full length inside her warm, wet, tight little pussy. I reach a hand round to feel her arse and run my fingertips down her crack till I feel her starfish.

 I trace my finger around her rim, feeling her squirm above me in pleasure, grinding her clitoris against my pubes more insistently. Then I push my finger up to the knuckle into her tight little brown hole. With my other hand clasping a buttock and my finger flexing inside her arsehole I force her up and down on my cock, feeling her tits and their magnificent nipples rubbing against my chest.

My clit is on fire. Mr J is a dirty bastard and I love it, but now I need to come. I sit up straight and push myself down until my cunt lips are splayed against Charlie’s pubic bone. I can feel the tip of his cock pushing against my cervix as his width pulses inside me. I’m cumming, I’m cumming all over that lovely meat. My body shakes and I carry on grinding back and forth, milking his cock, not wanting it to end.

My whole body is alive and I hear myself screaming out as Charlie’s cock expands once more. His face screws up, and I feel his hot spunk shoot inside me. Charlie clutches me tight against him as his cock continues to twitch, spraying his cum deep within me.

I lie down on top of him exhausted and his big hands lift up my face to kiss me. We lie like this for some minutes but eventually I sit up and clamber off of him. I feel really full of his seed, and as my pussy releases his cock, a stream of warm spunk gushes over him.

“I’m so sorry, let me just clean that up”, I say as I kneel on the floor and lick and suck the still warm cum from around his softening shaft, thighs and balls.

His cock is smaller now which means that I can take him completely in my mouth, which I love doing due to the sense of power it always gives me. Sucking on him I can taste myself as well as his cum and I get a little buzz as I think that this is exactly what my poor abused little cunny must taste like right now.

Charlie gets partially dressed and fetches the bottle of red from the kitchen. He tops our glasses up and we sit and chat some more. Charlie relights the half joint, inhales deeply, then passes it to me. I have one puff and feel my head starting to swim again.

“You can finish that, I’ve had enough. Tell you what, I fancy watching a DVD – I’ll go and get the box.”
 I leave Charlie with his wine and the remains of the joint and walk unsteadily up the stairs to my bedroom. I go rummaging around at the bottom of my wardrobe in search of a large shoebox and find it hiding under a disorganised heap of clothes. I peek inside to check our small collection of DVDs and toys are all present and correct and I feel myself get wet again with anticipation.

I reach between my legs for a little private feel. I circle my finger around my clitoris a few times and feel my arousal heightening.

Charlie will be spaced out by now and won’t notice if I am gone for a little while. I lie back on my bed, open my legs and push my fingers inside my sopping pussy, staring at the pictures on one of the DVD cases.

It shows a girl being satisfied by two cocks at the same time: one in her arse and one in her smooth shaven pussy. I imagine being that girl as my hand moves faster and faster over my erect little button. Ten minutes later and I stifle a moan as the warm rush of orgasm passes through me. Time to get back to Charlie for more!

I choose a DVD and put it in the player and as the boring titles come up on the screen, I sit down on the sofa next to Charlie and reach for my wine glass. Within five minutes a gorgeous girl is stripping for some lucky guy and without any preamble he buries his head between her legs. In high definition we watch his tongue pleasuring her beautiful bald pussy.

The stud brings her almost to orgasm and then she starts to undress him. Naturally, he is a porn hunk and when she finally reaches into his boxers she pulls out a whopper that makes my eyes water. She takes it into her mouth and begins giving him a seductive deep blow job.

My pussy is streaming and I know I have to do what I always do when we get to these scenes – go down on Charlie. I lean over his lap, pull his boxers to one side and try to suck him in as much as I can. I wish I could take him all in as they do in the videos, but I can never get more than three quarters down before I gag.

 I lick down his shaft to the base and suck one of his balls into my mouth, while I grasp his shaft firmly. Charlie is still watching the video as I pleasure him and that turns me on even more. It is only 30 minutes since he last came, so I know I can enjoy myself for a while before he will cum.

I alternate between sucking his cock and turning my head to glance at the screen to take in an eyeful of the hot action. What indulgence!

Jane is driving me crazy with her attentions, but to my disappointment, she stops when the scene changes.

“Sorry, I need a wee."

“No problem, can I come with you?”

“Yes, if you like.”

I slip out of my boxers and Jane takes my hand and leads me up the stairs, my erect cock standing proudly in front of me. When we get to the bathroom, I stay out of sight outside, as Jane can never start to go while I am watching.
She turns the tap on for inspiration and then I hear the trickle of her pee. This is my cue to enter the room and I stand in front of her as she sits on the loo. I gently hold the back of her head as she leans over to take me into her mouth.

My bladder is really full after all the beer and wine. I have no idea why Mr J likes to watch me pee, but I am getting used to it and it is pure decadence to feel the release of my bladder while simultaneously sucking on his gorgeous cock.

After a short while Charlie steps back and I release his cock from my mouth. He crouches down and I open my legs wide so he can watch the light golden piss stream from between my lips. His face is intent and he is stroking his cock as he watches me. I open my legs wider still and put a hand down into the flow and part my lips for him to see the piss come out more clearly.

Wow, I can see the pee streaming from Jane’s tiny piss-hole. Also, some of her fingers are in the path of her piss, causing her to spray in all directions. The spray is coating her hairy pussy in tiny droplets. I put one of my own fingers next to hers and feel the warm piss against my skin and play at causing it to spray back against her.
Finally, the flow comes to an end and she reaches up for some toilet paper, but I gently clasp her wrist.

“Let me clean this up for you."

Jane stands up and I kneel on the floor and clasp her buttocks and suck each tiny droplet of piss from her pubes, before opening her lips and sucking the remaining wetness from inside her labia. The taste is fantastic, her pee mixed with her cum, and she holds the back of my head while I lick it all up until I stand up and declare her clean. We then hold hands as I lead her back downstairs to the front room.

When we get downstairs the DVD action has moved on. The girl is sitting on top of the stud and screaming as he plunges his thick cock in to the hilt. Then she clambers off his cock and gets on her knees offering her arse up.

Charlie is sitting on the sofa watching intently. I bend over in front of the screen giving Charlie a high definition view of my own arse. “Ouch!”, I feel the slap of Charlie’s open palm against my buttocks, and then again, before his hands softly caress my arse cheeks and pull them apart. I rest my face on the floor and stick my bum in the air and am rewarded by the wonderful sensation of Charlie’s warm wet tongue gliding up my pussy lips.

I pull Jane’s arse cheeks apart and look at her beautiful open pussy and perfect tight little brown hole. I run my finger slowly up her sopping slit and start working the juices around and into the tight little hole above.

Reaching into the toy box, I find our smallest vibrator and turn it on. I run it along the length of her slit and up against her clitoris, while I push my thumb firmly against her arsehole. Jane is moaning in pleasure, but gasps when I glide the toy up along her slit and push it deep into her ass.

All my erogenous zones are on fire as Charlie alternately pushes the buzzing toy in and out of my ass. Then he pushes it in really deep and leaves it there. He leans over me and I feel his thick cock push into my pussy, side by side with the toy in my arse, filling me completely. His hands are on my buttocks and he pounds into me.

I feel myself being overcome with pleasure and I am cumming uncontrollably. I scream out, but still Charlie is thrusting into me while the toy buzzes away. I try to crawl away from him, but he holds me tight and continues to thrust away.

I’m screaming, I can’t take any more and then he stiffens and once more I feel his hot seed flow inside of me. I crawl off of his cock and he pulls the vibrator from me, as I collapse on a heap on the floor, my sodden pussy pulsing with wave after wave of pleasure.

Charlie lies next to me on the floor and kisses me slowly and passionately. We lie like that for a while and then clamber back on to the sofa. I sit back and reach for my glass, while Charlie reaches for the draw and starts to slowly roll another joint.

Eventually the joint is finished, but my head starts swimming after only two puffs and Charlie only had four or five before passing it to me. He puts it into the ashtray when I hand it back to him.

Charlie grabs my hand and staggering, he leads me upstairs. We collapse naked on top of the bed, while the world phases in and out. Charlie inelegantly turns around and with us both on our sides, he holds my thighs open and almost absent-mindedly starts to lick along and into my cum-soaked slit.

Seeing his balls in front of my face, I equally as nonchalantly, take one in my mouth and suck on it.

Charlie’s tongue is now working its way along the skin between my pussy and my arse and to my immense satisfaction it finally arrives at my brown hole and proceeds to give it a good licking while his hands pull my arse cheeks firmly open.

But two can play at that game. I have only licked Charlie’s arse briefly a couple of times before, but he seemed to enjoy it by the way his breath quickened. I release his ball from my mouth and lick under his sac, inching my pointed tongue slowly towards his ring.

I reach his hole and we then proceed to immerse ourselves in a mutual arse-play session that neither of us has ever experienced before. Charlie’s firm tongue pushes into my sphincter and I push mine into his. I then push my finger deep into Charlie’s anus and feel him invade my own ring a split second later.

This is decadence! I just have to do to Charlie what I would like to feel him do to me and then it happens. I try to push my tongue into his arse next to my finger and then I feel my arse being expanded as he more successfully catches on that this is what I want. I am the teacher and Charlie is a diligent grade A pupil!

I love the feel of Jane’s tongue around my ring as she licks around her finger that now feels embedded to the hilt up my rarely-played-with arsehole. I just can’t believe that she loves licking and tasting me as much as I do her.

“Don’t you think this is weird lying here licking each other’s arses? "

“Not at all”, Jane replies, “Why would I?”

“No reason, just saying.”

I seriously want to put my cock in Jane’s arse now. We have only tried this once before, but I had only managed to push it half way into her before she found it too painful.

I lick my finger and savour her taste as I pull it out of her hole. Then I turn her onto her stomach, pull her arse cheeks open and once again admire her perfect brown little ring all wet with my saliva.

“Do you mind if I push my cock inside you?”

“If you want to, but be slow.”

Truth be told, I want Charlie to push his cock in me. I have seen loads of videos of cocks deep inside arses, but Charlie is the only person I have ever let try, and then only once. That time I found it highly erotic, but then I got scared and tightened up and it hurt so we couldn’t go on. Now I am determined to get him all in me.

Charlie pushes into my vagina and his firm cock slides in with a loud slurp. God, I am so wet, which at least means his cock will be well lubricated!

He pulls out and I feel his blunt bulbous head push against my bottom.

I try to relax and all of a sudden I feel the large head of his cock slip inside me. It feels huge and I feel dirty. Wonderfully dirty. If my grey-haired hairdressing clients could see me now! Nice 50 yr old chatty Jane, a dirty slut with a fat cock up her shithole!

Charlie pushes and I feel him slide a little further inside me.

“Give me a moment”, I say, catching my breath and trying to relax.

“I don’t want to tense up like last time.”

“Take all the time you need.” Charlie replies.

“OK, I’m good.”

I push once more and the last three inches of me slides into Jane and my balls swing against her.

“Is your cock in my bottom?”

“Yes.”

“How far?”

“All the way.”

“So, I have got your entire cock in my bottom?”

“Yes.”

I thrust into Jane and she squirms in pleasure. Then I have an idea. I pull out of her very slowly and go and sit on the edge of the bed.

“Oh, why did you do that?”

“I want you to sit on top of me.”

Jane smiles. I am sitting opposite the mirrored doors of her fitted wardrobes. Facing the mirrors, she slowly sits down and I guide her relaxed arsehole onto my straining cock.

“Put your feet on my knees.”

“Like this?”

I look over her shoulder as I lift her arse up and down on my cock. I can see her engorged and soaking pussy lips surrounded by copious pubes above her distended arse that is rising and falling on the full length of my rigid cock.
It is amazing seeing Charlie’s cock in my bottom. I am such a dirty naughty girl! I reach down and play with myself as I enjoy the pleasure of his hard cock fully invading my arse.

I touch his cock as he slides in and out of me. His cock is soaking from the juices running from my pussy. I can feel his pole pulsing, as if ready to spurt.

“Don’t come inside me.”

“Where do you want me to come?”

“Anywhere, just not in my bottom.”

I can feel my balls tighten. I pull out.

“Hold your pussy open.”

I see Jane’s gaping pussy in the mirror as her fingers pull her lips wide apart and I clasp my shaft and take aim.

I see and feel the spurt of hot cum shoot out of Charlie’s cock and land deep within my cunt. I look in the mirror to see my finger dip inside me and come out all covered in Charlie’s thick cum. I push two fingers in and Charlie spurts some more over them. I am a whore. A dirty whore who can do what she likes.

I can’t believe it. Jane starts frigging herself wildly, using my cum as her lubricant. I feel her fingers thrum against my softening member as she immerses herself in her pleasure.

“Ah, ah, aghhh!”

She cums noisily as I watch her in the mirror. I feel her shudders through the finger that I have inserted into her arse in the midst of her distraction.

I have never felt so much pleasure in all of our comings together. I grasp Charlie and kiss him.

“Cuddle me.”

He does. He turns the light out, pulls me under the covers and wraps his big strong arms around me as I nuzzle into his neck and drift off to sleep.