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When I was at college a number of years back. I went out with a gorgeous sex-crazed girl. However, it was not just Jane who was like this. Her mum, an attractive lady in her late forties had an older boyfriend who was well into adult material as Jane and I found out one afternoon. I had been doing some decorating for Carolyn, Jane’s mum, and was moving a few units around in the bedroom when I discovered a large stash of magazines, a couple of videos, a 7 inch gold vibrator and a flexible flesh coloured dildo wrapped in some tissues. Well it didn’t take long before we had a video playing and Jane’s full lips were sliding up and down my hard cock.

Over the next few weeks we obviously made several more trips to this private stash. It was on one such occasion that I found something else that would prove to be very fruitful. Along with the magazines was a bundle of letters and folded pages. I couldn’t resist a sneaky look. The letters appeared to be from her boyfriend describing all the sexual things he wanted to do to her.

However, my heart stopped when I read the folded pages. They were all written in Carolyn’s hand and talked about how she lies awake at night stroking her pussy at the thought of “His cock” being deep inside her, filling her to the brim with his youthful spunk. I wondered whom she could be talking about. I read a little further and soon had my answer.

“When they come to stay I can hear the way he makes her groan with pleasure. They seem to spend all night fucking. I lie silently in my bed listening to them, stroking my moist pussy, cumming hard again and again. When I hear their door open and the bathroom light go on I want to open my own door as if by coincidence just so that I can see Mark walking around naked and hopefully catch sight of his long cock…..”

The letter carried on like this but that was as far as I could read. Well, I thought to myself on my way home that evening, perhaps one day soon Carolyn will have her wish.

I didn’t have to wait too long. The summer was upon us and Jane was off to Switzerland to stay with friends as she did every year. This gave me a week of freedom and an opening to hatch my plan.

It was a Saturday when my opportunity arose. I had been painting the kitchen all day and Caolyn asked me if I would like to join her for a take-a-way seeing as the kitchen was out of bounds for a few days. Of course I readily accepted but food was not going to be on the menu if I had my way. I will have to shower first if that’s ok, I said and disappeared upstairs.

Ten minutes later I waltzed downstairs dressed only in a towel. Carolyn was engrossed in a book on the sofa as I quietly made my way to her. Slight change of plan I said. I haven’t got any other clothes with me stupidly so f you don’t mind I will just go home and get changed. I’ll be back in an hour.

“That doesn’t matter.” Said Carolyn, “Stay as you are, I don’t mind.” “I know you don’t, I found your letters a while ago.” I said. Carolyn’s expression was one of pure shock and embarrassment like a naughty schoolgirl’s.

Removing my towel I walked over to her, my cock bouncing in front of me. I bent my head and kissed her full on the mouth. Carolyn didn’t say a word as I pulled her head closer to my cock nudging the tip against her lips. "Come on Carolyn, I know that you have always wondered what my cock was like. I know you often lay awake at night listening to the moans coming from Jane’s room - imagining what it would be like if my cock was sliding in and out of you instead.”

Finally her lips parted and she drew my cock into the wetness of her mouth. Expertly she began to slide her lips up and down my length, coating my cock in her warm saliva. Carolyn hesitated for a second and tried to mumble something. Her words made no sense, as her mouth was full of cock so I ignored them. Carolyn continued the blowjob with enthusiasm.

I could feel the spunk rising up my shaft. Pulling my cock free with one hand I began to wank myself furiously, tugging on my foreskin until I could hold back no longer. “Do it on my face.” Begged Carolyn. Her initial shyness had been replaced by a look in her eyes that said she wanted a good dirty fuck. Just as she finished these words I started to come. I let fly great torrents of thick hot white spunk into Carolyn’s face. Carolyn looked up at me with the same look of lust on her face that Jane did. Like mother like daughter. She then took my cock back into her mouth to drain the last few drops of come.

Slumping down into a chair I watched my cum trickling down Carolyn’s face. She was knelt in the middle of the floor and tried desperately to look unshaken, prim and proper, whatever, as she licked spunk from her lips. “Get undressed.” I ordered, and Carolyn did so without any fuss. Carolyn stood in front of me in her underwear. “All of it. I want to see your tits, how hard are your nipples? I want to see your pussy, how wet it is.” Carolyn did as she ordered. Her breasts swung free from the confines of her bra. The nipples are large, crinkled and ever so hard. Standing up I moved towards Carolyn and rolled her nipples in turn between my fingers. They hardened even more under my touch. “Now your knickers.” Carolyn slipped her knickers down over her hips to reveal a very neatly trimmed dark pubic bush.

I ran my hand down over her breasts then further down to her moist pussy. Cupping her mound I slid a finger along the length of her lips to test the wetness before plunging my middle finger knuckle deep. Pulling it out I marvelled at the look of concentration on Carolyn’s face as she tried hard to keep her composure. It all failed as my finger began to tickle her engorged clit. “Turn round and bend over.” Carolyn did so.

While she rested her hands on the settee for support I dropped to my knees and licked her musky slit, sucked on her clit and then plunged my tongue deep inside her. My cock was hard again and throbbed between my thighs. It needed to be inside her, pumping in and out of her tight cunt. Standing up I took hold of my shaft and rubbed it over Carolyn’s lips, positioning the head at her opening. Taking hold of Carolyn’s hips I drove my cock deep inside, spearing into her cunt. She moaned from deep within as she moved her bum back to meet my thrusts. Reaching round I pulled hard on her tits, pinching her nipples. Standing up again I began to tease Carolyn, pulling my cock almost totally out before thrusting it back in again.

Spreading Carolyn’s bum cheeks I was rewarded with the sight of a nicely puckered arsehole. I wet my finger then started to rim Carolyn’s flower. Carolyn moaned even more as her flower gently sucked my finger deeper into her bum. “Kneel down on the settee, I am going to fuck your arse!” Carolyn did so as I parted her cheeks again and lubricated her bum-hole with saliva. My cock was wet with pussy juice as I fed my length into her arse inch by throbbing inch. Slowly at first I moved in and out allowing Carolyn to become used to the size and feel of my cock. Gradually I built up a quicker pace and pumped my cock into her bum-hole right up to the hilt.

Arching her back, Carolyn went rigid before shaking with the force of an almighty anal orgasm. A barrage of obscene words filled the room, none of which I had ever heard her use before. I keep on pumping until Carolyne finally slumped forward into the settee. I pulled my cock out of Carolyn’s arse and begin to wank myself again before spraying thick streams of spunk across her quivering bum cheeks. What a sight that was. Carolyn’s face dripping with my come as my cock pounded in and out of her arse. “I bet Nicholas is going to love this little story you have for him now!” I said.

Over the next few days we barely left the house, fucking in every room and even the garage on one occasion. One of my most treasured memories was watching and wanking over Carolyn as she bought herself off with the gold vibrator, the dildo buried deep in her bum. I still have the pictures somewhere.



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