Title: Spicing Up Their Marriage
Keywords: mF, voy, cheat, teen, mdom, anal, mat
Author: Caesar
Summary: When Mr. Harrison invites the young man from next door to fuck his wife while he watches - he is unprepared when she needs more.





I have a funny daddy
Who goes in and out with me
And everything that baby does
Daddy's sure to see,
And everything that baby says,
My daddy's sure to tell.
You must have read my daddy's verse.
I hope he fries in Hell.
                -- Ogden Nash






Spicing Up Their Marriage

by Caesar, copyright 2003

$Revision: 1.6 $ $Date: 2007-12-02 07:47:45 $

The Harrison's have been our neighbours since I had lived in this
house - since I was twelve years old.  In that time I can claim that
they are friends of my parents and friendly acquaintances to me and my
sisters.

In the last years though, Mrs. Harrison had been spending a lot of
time looking at me.  Making a point to give me odd jobs about her
home, cleaning the pool, cutting the grass, helping with painting the
inside or outside of their home.  All the while her eyes would follow
me with a unknown spark within.

When I first realized the attention she was giving me - I was
embarrassed and a little questioning at what she could possibly be
looking at?  I never considered that the mature woman was interested
in me physically.  At least not initially.  It was not like she looked
at me in the same way that I looked at girls my own age that caught me
eye.  She looked at me intensely, obsessively and rather brazenly.  It
was a shock to my virginal ways.

Only a couple of years later, just graduated from High School and no
longer that innocent teenager that first cut the neighbours grass,
that I only chuckled and ignored her.  I knew I was good looking,
tapered muscles and smooth hard tanned skin, tall with broad shoulders
and a ruggedly handsome face.  I knew this because it was what kept me
in pussy nearly every weekend and a willing mouth if only I should
pick up the phone.

Let the forty-two year-old woman look - nothing wrong with looking!

That would be the end of this story, me going off to college to get
old and fat, except something happened that summer before I left home.
Something that would forever change how I perceived woman and how I
would travel the paths of my immediate future.

My parents practically bragged to everyone who had a ear, in our small
town, that I had been accepted at a prestigious college and would be
leaving at the end of summer.  That is my guess that brought
Mr. Harrison to the edge of his fence that sunny summer day - that and
possibly, yet, another menial chore.

"Todd?"

I stood up and whipped my brow, I had been bagging the newly cut grass
and beneath the hot sun it was stifling.  "Hi Mr. Harrison."

He looked a little nervous, "Todd are you busy this afternoon?"

Uh oh, he wanted to hire me to do another messy job around his home!
Well, I only had to do it another few weeks and then I could take the
money and head off to college.  "After I finish the grass I'm free.
Do you have something for me to do Mr. Harrison?"

The forty-five year-old man could not meet my eye, but nodded, "Can
you come around at three?"

"No problem sir."  I'm surprised he had not told me what the job would
be - most probably something rather labour intensive and he was
worried I would turn him down.

He turned about and mumbled as he disappeared into his home.

I took it easy for most of the day when I realized that it was a
couple of minutes past three and my agreement to help out the
Harrison's.  I jump up from before the television and ran over to my
neighbours home and knocked.

The door opened immediately and Mr. Harrison was standing there
looking very sheepish.  He must have been waiting by the door for me
to knock.  "Please come in Todd."  He closed the door behind me and
asked me to follow him into the living room.

There, seated on the couch was his wife, Mrs. Harrison, Julia.  She
was wearing an expensive-looking pearl-coloured blouse and tan skirt
that showed plenty of cleavage and lots of leg.  Julia watched me come
into the room intently and patted the place next to her, on the couch.

I sat down dutiful.

There was a feeling that I was about to be lectured or interrogated,
as the married couple were staring at me in a undecipherable sort of
way.

Mr. Harrison sat across from us, in a large comfortable chair.

There was a moments awkward silence before Mr. Harrison cleared his
throat and started, "Thank you for coming Todd."  He sounded stiff,
formal, as if this was the beginning of one of his companies meetings.
Mrs. Harrison was watching me intently, like a hawk staring at a field
mouse.  "Over the last years, my wife and I have noticed how you have
matured into a man."

I stole a look at Julia and saw that her cheeks had flushed slightly,
and since I still had no idea what was going in, I turned back to her
husband and listened.

"My wife, Mrs. Harrison..."

She interrupted and firmly stated, "Julia."

"...Julia, in particular has noticed you."

I nodded affirmatively.  I have known for years how she watches me.

He cleared his throat yet again nervously, "When couples get older
Todd, they change, things change.  What was important when they were
newly married does not seem so interesting as they age."

"Please George!"

Mr. Harrison turned to look at his wife angrily and hissed, "Shut up
Julia!  If we are going to go through with this, I told you that it
has to be my way!"

The harsh sound of his words hit me like a physical blow and I
wondered what the hell was going on here.

He continued in the normal serene voice he had before his outburst,
"What I am talking about Todd, are sexual things."  He paused for
effect and I felt the married couples eyes upon me intently and I
forced myself to sit silently and without moving a muscle.  "Nearly a
year ago I asked my wife to pick up a man at a bar and, while I
watched, have sex with him.  Does that shock you Todd?"

I had to clear my throat before replying, "Yes sir, a little."  I
immediately wondered if Julia went through with it?

"My wife agreed, after months of my nagging.  Yet when the night of
that planned encounter came, we could not go through with it and we
never tried again."  I wondered which of the them backed out of the
planned encounter?

I felt so awkward and out of sorts sitting politely in their living
room listening to the private things that were going on between my
neighbours marriage.

"You see Todd, that I am no longer the man that I was when Julia and I
first married.  We rarely ever make love and I am mostly at fault for
this."  They did not have sex because he did not want too - crazy old
coot!  "My wife though, had only found her desires increasing with
age, while my own decreased."  We could have been talking about the
stock market - by the calm voice Mr. Harrison was using.

"A few weeks ago I suggested we try to add another man to our bedroom,
again.  Mrs. Harrison... Julia, only agreed if she chose the man."  I
knew at that moment that had been she that turned down the earlier
encounter, using it as leverage to demand the choice of her future
companion.

It felt like a hand had taken my heart and squeezed - as I could guess
where this was going.  "My wife, Todd, chose you.  Would you like to
have sex with Julia Todd?"  It was spoken soft soberly that it was
almost surreal.

My mouth hung open and I looked between the two older persons.  They
had two kids, for fucks sake - both away to College.  Mr. and
Mrs. Harrison were even older than my parents!

Both of the Harrison's were starring at me intently and I wanted to
jump up and leave at that moment.  I felt a wave of pity for this
older couple, especially Mrs. Harrison, one that was accompanied by
the loss of my respect for Mr. and Mrs. Harrison.  They were just like
everyone else - fucked up.

I've seen the lust in Mrs. Harrison's eyes all these years and only
felt pride that I could attract an older woman.  I never thought it
would come to this.  She had not even been in my abundant fantasies -
usually enjoyed girls my own age.  Oh sure there had been the early,
near-innocent, thoughts of her, but they did not last long.

Something caught my eye, two things actually, that reversed my
thinking and actually made me consider the possibility of having sex
with this woman.  Hell, I'm eighteen fucking years old - and as such,
found that I could get it up and fuck nearly anything that spread its
legs.

There, pointing directly at me, were two very hard pointy nipples -
pressing aggressively at the pearl coloured silk blouse.  Julia really
wanted this - my eyes trailed back to hers and I saw that she was a
little scared, excited and... something... silently pleading which was
aimed in my direction.  Here was a married woman that has barely had
sex in who knows how long.

I allowed my eyes to drift back down to her abundant chest and Julia
thrust out her bosom proudly for my inspection.  She was on display
and available for my use.  It was like buying a used car - I thought
with evil humour.

Mr. Harrison finally spoke up, "I think we have an agreement right
Todd?"  There was amusement in his voice, that was not there earlier.

I held up my open hand to stop him, "Just one minute Mr. Harrison."

"Yes Todd?"

Julia was breathing heavily and I saw that her red-painted nails were
nervously scratching the top of her skirt-covered thighs.

"I will do this if we can agree on a few things?"  I have been rather
sexually active since I lost my virginity and though I had never had a
girlfriend - I have had numerous sexual relationships.

"Yes?"  He sounded disappointed and I saw Julia's head spin toward her
husband and saw, from the side, her threatening glare at him.

"Everything I say goes... I get to do what I want."  Julia was again
looking at me intently, wide eyed, and her head was nodding her avid
acceptance.  George only looked at me with displeasure.  "Though you
can stay and watch - you don't get to join in.  I am not gay and I
don't want to share."  He shrugged his indifference.

I starred back and forth, between husband and wife.  Waiting for our
negotiating to be accepted.

Julia was starring at her husband while he starred at me, considering
his response.  Perhaps he had thought to direct our scene and wondered
just what I had planned if I got to do anything I wanted with his
wife.

Finally, Mr. Harrison nodded his acceptance and followed that up with,
"No pain Todd."

I shrugged and looked at Julia whom could not meet my eyes and had
started to blush ferociously.  "I will not agree to that - your wife
has a nice ass and I may want to spank it!"

Mrs. Harrison hissed and I saw a violent shiver run through her body
but she did not say anything.  She only starred at her clawing hands
in her lap.

"I am not sure...?"

Julia turned toward her husband and spoke very coldly, "Agree George!"

Finally, his fat jowls swayed as he bobbed his head in agreement.

I turned back to his wife and asked gently, "Is this what you want
Mrs. Harrison?"  A part of me hopped that she would stand up and
shriek that her husband and I were sex fiends, perverts - that she
would restore my respect and confidence in her.  Though I could go for
a piece of her, if she turned me down I could call a girl tonight and
could get my rocks off easy enough.

"Please call me 'Julia' Todd.  Yes, I want this more than you can
imagine."

I nodded, the deal was struck and it looked like I was going to bed
this woman whom had been my parents friend and like an aunt to me all
these years.  Standing, I confidently strode toward the exit of the
room.

"Todd?"  It was Mr. Harrison wondering where I was going.

I ignored him and called over my shoulder to his wife, "Meet me in
your bedroom Julia - I am going to have a quick shower."  I was still
hot and sweaty from the earlier work on the lawn.

 -*-

With only a large towel about my waist and my torso and head wet from
the hot shower, I strode into my neighbours darkened bedroom like I
owned it.

There, in a kitchen chair, sat the short fat clothed body of George
Harrison.  The chair was against the wall, facing the foot of the bed.
George was sitting erect in the hardwood chair and followed me
intently.

Julia was sitting on the edge of the bed, almost proper, with her
knees together, her hands on her lap and her back straight.  She was
facing the doorway that I entered from and her eyes did not blink as
she looked upon my near-naked frame.

I did not waste any time, "Stand up Julia."  She quickly stood up from
the bed and stood at attention facing me.  Her nipples were as hard
and pointing through her blouse as before.  I stopped just before her,
my breath blowing some loose hairs upon her forehead.  "You want me
don't you Julia?"

She started to quiver and quickly nodded her chin in the affirmative,
once.  Her eyes were staring up into my eye, wide and doe-like.

"Is there anything you do not want me to do with you Julia?  Any part
of you that you would not want me to use?"  I had no idea what I was
going to do - as this was not scripted out, but I did not want to turn
her off by doing something that she did not enjoy.  I was resolved to
have sex here and now but I also wanted Julia to enjoy it as well.
Even at eighteen I had learnt that an aroused woman was an eager and
willing woman.

Again, her head nodded, this time negatively, only once.  She
swallowed thickly and then said in a very raspy, dry voice,
"Anything".

My hand came up and tenderly touched the side of her face.  Julia
closed her eyes and mewed at the touch.  In a softer voice, not caring
if her old man heard me or not, I stated, "You look incredibly
attractive today Julia."  Her eyes again opened and were
almost...innocent.  As if this was a sixteen year old girl that had
her adolescent fantasies about me and now stood ready for my desires.
It had happened before and its a look that I've seen several times.

Julia's eyes though, told me that compliments of this sort had been
extremely rare in her life and she devoured my simple words as if
starving.

I leaned my head forward and down and brought my lips to her own, her
eyes closed as we kissed softly, with promise.  "If you do everything
I tell you today Julia, and trust me totally, I promise you that you
will enjoy every minute."  She did not say anything but her eyes again
opened and stared at me.  It was like I was the forty-two year-old and
she the late-teenager.

Letting go of her cheek I stood back and openly looked down at her
clothed body.  "Very nice.  Turn slowly Julia."  Upon her white high
heels, she slowly spun before my eyes.  "Stop."  Her back was to me
and I considered the full ass as if I had never seen it before.

I should explain, at this point, what Julia Harrison looked like.  As
you already know, she is a forty-two year-old mother of two.  What you
do not know is that she is a head shorter than I, a bit heavy in the
hips and thighs, large round meaty breasts, a cute circular face,
short curly brown hair.  It was her face that was the most attractive
- almost youthful and nearly always with a wide happy smile.

In the years leading up to this moment, I had seen her in various hair
cuts, clothing styles and had watched as her age was reflected in her
hips and thighs, about her eyes and at the corners of her mouth.  As I
became older and started to question why Mrs. Harrison looked at me so
intently, I had noticed that she seemed to take my opinion about
anything.  It could have been something as innocent as her husband
wanting something else done to the lawn - but noticing my
disagreeing-eyes, she would side with me.  As well - Julia often spoke
softly and could barely hold my gaze, when our eyes met, while I have
heard her chew out her husband and her kids on more occasions that I
could count.  The woman had fire - but toward me, she was nothing but
a little girl.  Why she was here, acting this way intrigued and
excited me.

"Lift the back of your skirt to your waist Julia."

Very slowly the tan skirt rose until I saw that her thighs were
encased in white thigh-high stockings... and higher I saw this
middle-aged woman wore a white thong and so much of her pale round ass
was visible, now, to my gaze.

The ass was abundant, like her thighs and hips.  Yet do not mistake
that to mean she was fat - Julia was shaped like those nude women in
those paintings in my art classes, soft certainly, but all woman.

"Very nice!"  I meant it and could feel my excitement level rising - a
good sign as I had wondered, more than once since Mr. Harrison has
offered me the use of his wife, if I could perform.  "Loose the skirt
Julia."

Still facing away from me, with head hung low as if she were
humiliated, Mrs. Harrison unhooked her tan skirt on the side and then
let it drop to her white high-heeled feet.  She stood still, except
for the random tremors that rushed through her person, with her skirt
about her feet - knowing that I was appraising her.  Had she fantasied
about this moment all those years when she started to stare at me?
Was she anxious for my approval?

How could a middle-aged woman not desire the desirable attention from
a teenage boy?  What better gift would a mature woman need?

I came up directly behind her and grasped one of her pale rear cheeks
in my large strong hand.  Julia gasped as I squeezed firmly and leaned
in to whisper, "Do you want to know something Julia?  I have fantasied
about you since I started to jerk off.  But it was this ass that I
thought about often!"  It was not a completely true statement - but I
knew it would have the desired effect that I was looking for.  Julia
suddenly trembled and did not stop until I let go of her soft shapely
ass and stood back.

"Turn around."

She did, though her feet almost stumbled and it looked like her knees
were about to give up. When she was again facing me, Julia could not
meet my eye, but rather looked at the floor between us.

"Remove your blouse please."  I saw that her fingers were trembling
violently and it took considerable effort to undo each button.  All
too soon, the pearl-coloured blouse joined the skirt about her white
high heeled shoes.

The white brassier was a large and cumbersome affair - but it had
enough lace and sheer fabric to see the darkness of her wide aureole.
Her nipples, of course, were rock hard, and aggressively pushing
against the fabric.

"Now the bra."  Since I accepted this task, I had looked forward to
this rather anxiously.  Those big meaty globes of flesh upon Julia's
chest were one of the first things that I had ever thought about -
tits that had fuelled my early fantasies.  Now, as their covering
dropped to the floor and I saw the huge breasts for the first time - I
was enraptured.  They were certainly large, huge, with very wide brown
nipple - they hung and thrust upon her chest delightfully.  They were
a teenagers dream.

I had to have them.  I strode forward and took a handful of each,
though they overflowed my large hands, and stood before my middle-aged
neighbour.  I leaned over so that my words were for her only, "I want
you!"  It was true after all.  I have learnt that women also respond
better if they know they turn their partner on - that they are
attractive and sexy to the one that they want.  At times in my past I
had used this knowledge to bed the girls that had interested me - and
I wondered, at that moment, if I was only using Julia.

Mrs. Harrison was trembling again, while pressing her chest into my
hands - enjoying.  I leaned my head forward and brought my lips to her
own - our kiss was more passionate than before, our moist lips opening
and tasting the other as if we were starving.

Then, from over my shoulder I heard the grunt, "Hurry up and fuck
her!"

I pulled my face from her, feeling her tense up at the gruff words and
whispered, "Forget him - he is nothing."  She stared at me in
surprise, but with a pleased look.  Then turned my head and growled,
"Shut up Mr. Harrison!"  He looked offended at my words and his mouth
opened to defend himself, but he saw the look in my eye and thought it
prudent to stay silent.

Turning back to his wife I softly said, "Take off my towel Julia."

Her eyes were wide, and though we were too close together to see
anything, she looked down at my hairy chest as her two hands fumbled
with the thick knot.  I felt the cool air kiss my ass and legs as I
stood naked before this woman.

It was my turn, and let go of those wonderful tits and slide my hands
down her smooth skin to those wide soft hips.  I hooked a thumb into
the thin fabric on each side of Julia's body and pushed down gently.
Her thong slide down past her hips where I let it go to bundle about
her feet.  She wore only her thigh-high white stockings and her white
high heels.

From past experience I knew heels can be dangerous in a vigorous fuck
- and told her to remove only one more piece of her clothing.  "Kick
those heels off Julia."  She did, and suddenly she was even shorter
than before.

I stood back and told her, "Climb into the middle of your bed."  There
was a small discrete smile coming to her lips now as she crawled into
the king-sized bed and lay down upon her back.  Julia thought she was
about to get the fuck of her fantasies.

Not yet.

"Very nice!"  She was.  "Spread those sexy legs Julia and show me what
you have to offer!"  I was being playful but her eyes went down to my
hand, where I slowly stroked my large half-hard cock.  Of course, she
immediately did as instructed, her breathing coming faster and deeper.

What appeared between her legs was a manicured brown bush, with short
curly hairs.

Julia's eyes widened in amazement as I climbed upon the bed and knelt
before her alter.  Her head started to nod negatively until I leaned
in and kissed the pink hooded clitoris that was poking itself from the
thick hairy lips surrounding it.  She suddenly arched her back and
gasped loudly in response.  There will be no further denials to me
now.

Using my hands, I pressed her thighs wider and so she had to bend and
lift her knees to allow me full access to that part of her.

I would never have guessed, nor had I ever encountered a vagina as wet
as the one before me.  With the opening of her thighs, it gently
spread those meaty lips ever so slightly and to me, looking at that
part of her so closely, it appeared as if a well had ruptured and the
water was boiling to the surface.

It caused a great hunger within me - seeing that excitement - and I
pressed my tongue to the base of her vagina and slowly drew it up to
just before her clitoris.  I ignored her responses, as long as they
were positive - which I assure you, they were.  I began, like a
feather at first, to gently lick and taste Julia in such a familiar
way that I knew she would never be able to look at me again without
remembering what I did to her.  The light touches slowly got harder,
pressing into her folds to suck and tease the pink inner lips and even
past to slip into her deep cavity itself.  All this time I ignored her
clitoris - red and throbbing at the top of her cleft, almost begging
for attention.  And when Julia started to appear to loose control - I
brought my mouth off her sex and blew my warm breath upon her flowered
open person.  I did this again and again until Julia was mad with
lust.  I pressed her knees back, almost to her chest, and tightened my
tongue as it pressed rhythmically in and out of her vagina and just
before I knew her climax was approaching stopped, slipped lower and
started to tease and violate her rectum.  She was praying to god,
begging, rolling her torso about on the bed while humping up into my
face as I alternated fucking her vagina and ass hole with my tongue.

It was a magnificent performance, if I should say so myself.  Yet, the
final scene was about to start.  Dropping her soft thighs back to the
bed, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips about the enlarged and
throbbing clitoris and then sucked firmly.  While doing this I rubbed
the flat of my tongue continuously over the hard button within my
mouth.  The effect was, as anticipated, Julia having a very violent
and loud orgasm.

Since I had first lost my virginity, I have always enjoyed bringing
oral attentions to a sexy, and clean, woman.  It was something that a
particular friend was addicted too, a tall black beauty, my age, that
pledged her allegiance to me if only I would using my mouth between
her legs first.  Julia, surprisingly, had possibly the best tasting
juices of any of the women that I have been with.  She also had a very
responsive, easy to please, vagina that I could come to enjoy again -
if the chance so presents itself.

The minutes moved slowly and Julia lay spread upon her own bed with a
small content smile and her eyes closed.  After I gave her some time
to recuperate - though there was no outward sign that she was - I
climbed up her body and aimed myself.

The circumcised head of my cock kissed the hot wetness before easing
past the lips and into the super-heated soft folds of Julia's vagina.
She opened her eyes, as if surprised, and her mouth opened soundlessly
as I slowly entered her fully.  When I came to be fully seated within
the mature woman beneath me, I ground our pelvises together knowing
that her clitoris was being aggressively massaged between our bodies.

Both of Julia's hands came up and wrapped about my head in a tender,
and possessive, embrace.  Her ankles came up as well and locked behind
me, so that they pressed between the cheeks of my hard ass.  We were
effectively chained together in this embrace that only could have one
outcome.

I withdrew myself from that delicious confinement until only the head
of my penis was inside her before shoving it, almost violently, back
in.  Again and again, slowly withdrawing and then shoving myself back
into the delightful body beneath me.

If not for the previous day's blow job from a girl friend, I should
think my endurance would have been long spent.  As it was, Julia
started to make the sounds and movements that were now familiar to me
- having seen her through the heaving of her belly and beasts as I ate
at her alter.  Soon she was yanking herself up to smash her groin into
my own, by using the leverage of her heels on my ass.  Julia was
strong and I imagined that there was nought but her shoulders left on
the bed as her hips were dancing in time to my own in the air beneath
me.  Her head, though, had risen and stretched so that her lips sought
out my own and our tongues duelled viciously and without mercy.

In my ears I heard my own grunts of pleasure, feeling the familiar
tightening of my balls and sphincter as my fast approaching climax
seemed to cloud out all else.  Beneath me Mrs. Harrison was
approaching her own finish and I realized she was determined to
complete at the same time as I.  That would be a first for me - and
thought it was such a delicious idea that I was determined to do the
same.

Every muscle in my body tightened so that I was a statue above the
voluptuous and sexy woman beneath me - as I grunted out my pleasure,
an accompanying squeal echoed in harmony.  I felt each jerk of myself
in the hot confines of that sexy woman, each spurt of my seed as it
felt like a litre was shooting out the head of my manhood.  The cavity
that I found myself in had tightened deliciously, so that it milked me
as if I was in a sexy hot vise.

Finally, I felt myself succumb to the inevitable exhaustion and
allowed myself to roll off the mature woman beneath me.  I did this
not out of disgust in her body or in the difference of our ages - but
that I was so much larger and and denser in muscle than her, I feared
to crush her with my weight.  I would have much rather had lain upon
her, embedded, and wrapped in that very fine comforting body.

This may have been the end to our play, except I rose back to full
consciousness - having lain in the stupor of sated lust - and felt
small licks upon my soft cock.

A gruff voice reminded me that we were not alone, "What are you doing
Julia?"  Her husband sounded rather put out.

The tongue, thankfully, did not stop from its very fine work and I
realized that it was licking my member clean with our mingled juices.
Evidently, Julia enjoyed our mutual taste as her mouth was becoming
more aggressive.  Of course, thanks to my youthful cock, I soon rose
to the occasion and Mrs. Harrison's had her lips wrapped about my dick
and was sucking me with much abandon.

Since I have had numerous lips and tongues work upon that part of me,
I knew immediately that Julia was a novice at sucking a man.  Yet what
she lacked in skill she proved with her desire to please.

I opened my eyes and then sat up on my elbows to watch that cute round
face move up and down my hard dick - as I so enjoyed watching my cock
get sucked.  Unfortunately Mr. Harrison, the cock suckers husband, was
in view at the end of the bed and did nothing to add pleasure to the
sight.  Instead I dropped back to the soft marriage bed and reached my
hand out to the raised round ass that belonged to Julia whom, of
course, was kneeling upon her heels.

In easy reach, I generously fondled that part of the middle-aged woman
and remembered my earlier comments.  My fingers slipped lower into
that natural crevice and I felt the hard wrinkled donut of her anus -
clenching in surprise at our initial contact.  Had Julia not promised
me 'anything'?  I have always wondered what it would be like to have a
woman's ass and the enthusiastic way that Mrs. Harrison was pressing
her bum into my fingers, I could not think it a better moment.  There
was also the ample evidence of her pleasure upon my tongue - knowing
without a doubt, as I tongued her back passage, that she would not be
against further attention 'back there'.

Having been generously lubricated with my saliva and then her juices,
and latter with my own sperm, I found my middle finger easily slipped
between that very tight hole to the second knuckle.  At that point it
would go no further - it being so tight.

Patience and persistence, as it is said, will win the day.  Or in this
example, the ass.  Within minutes of first entrance, I had two fingers
moving slowly in and out of Mrs. Harrison's rear while she rocked her
body back and forth while groaning with desire upon my rod.  Evidently
Julia was enjoying this as well.

At one point I could take it no longer and disengaged myself from her
hungry mouth and moved to kneel behind her.  Her cute worried face
looked over her shoulder as she whimpered, "I... I have never done
this before Todd!"

I leaned over, even as the head of my saliva-covered dick kissed her
sphincter, and whispered, "Neither have I Julia."

She smiled, though she did not look much reassured, and then started
to press her hips back to impale herself on my cock.  Taking the hint
I pressed forward firmly but gently and all too soon I found my penis
in the tightest most amazing place that it has ever been.  It was
definitely different from a vagina, much tighter as well, and
exquisite in its own way.

A gruff voice again echoed, louder this time, from the edge of the
room, "Todd?  Oh my god... are you sodomizing my wife?"

I looked over to see the short fat balding man standing, his belt
buckle undone and his short pink hard prick standing out at attention.
If I was not inside the ass hole of his wife, I would probably have
laughed at the comical sight he presented.  Was it any wonder that
Julia found my cock so pleasurable - if the small muscle between her
husbands legs was any indication.

Julia was hiding her face in the bed, attempting to relax and enjoy
this new feeling.  She was also ignoring her husband - his presence
had become a liability long ago for her.  It was left to me to deal
with this stupid old man who gave such a delightful woman away.

"If you don't like it get the fuck out Mr. Harrison.  We had a deal!"
Beneath and before me I felt his wife slowly withdraw my my still,
hard, prick before slowly moving back.  Julia was fucking her own ass
with my cock.

His face and head turned a bright red and he sputtered in anger, I
felt my own anger rising at the threat of ending this very fine
afternoon and fuck.

"I will not leave while you are fucking my wifes ass hole sir!"

"Get the fuck out George!" Screamed his wife - surprising the both of
us.

With his hard small dick pointing out of his pants, Mr. Harrison
backed out of the room looking furious and bewildered.

With a feverish look in her eye, Julia looked over her shoulder at me
and asked, "Now fuck my virgin ass lover!"

How could I refuse such a gallant offer?
 
Grasping both of her soft round hips I looked down to watch as my
penis moved in and out of the tight pink hole, stretching it every
time I withdrew.  It looked painful but felt very good to me and by
the sounds Julia was making - she was enjoying it as well.

"Reach between your legs and play with yourself Julia."  It was
something that always excited me - seeing a woman touch herself.  And
though I could not see a thing from our position, I wanted her to do
as I asked while hurrying her pleasure.

Long minutes passed by and it felt as if her rectum was becoming dry -
which would not do, a dry hole can become unreleasable.  So I spit
down upon our joined bodies and lubricated it with my saliva.  It was
just enough to get us to the finish line.

Julia was speaking incoherently again, buckling her soft body and
praying to god.  One thing I did understand was that she was trying to
hold out, wanting to feel me shoot into her bowels, before she allowed
herself a climax.  This first time for both of us would be a memorable
one.

I orgasmed first, feeling my seed spurt out the head of my penis even
as my energy seemed to sap away.  Just as I thought I was spent, Julia
began to scream and shake beneath me as her own orgasm overtook her.

As she twitched and groaned in passion, I eased the both of us onto
our sides, my dick still in her ass, as we lay spooned as if we were
made for each other.  Soon, her orgasm subsided and left us in a
stilled silence from the very fine buggering that we had mutually
enjoyed.

It was Julia that moved first, turning slowly so that my softened
prick eased from her distended rear passage with a loud pop before
laying facing me.  Tenderly she began to kiss my face and lips -
leaving not even my closed eyes.

With soft guiding movements, and no words, the forty-two year-old
mother of two eased me off the bed and lead me to the private
bathroom.  There she removed her white stockings, one having been
pushed at some point in our tumbles to her ankle, and then turned on
the shower until steam issued from within the glass-encased large
enclosure.

I was lead into the fish-bowl-like confines to find myself washed and
massaged by this mature woman.  Her hands moved slowly and with great
tenderness - as if thanking me for such a fine afternoon of lust even
as she used great amounts of liquid soap to cleanse me.  A sorrow came
to me, that this moment was symbolic to the end of our afternoon -
that she was cleaning our combined juices from my body as closing
statement of our time together.

So I took the dispenser of soap and began to wash her sexy body -
realizing as I did, that she had become almost embarrassed at the
intimacy.  Evidently, she was thinking in simpatico with me.  I used
large amounts of suds and cleaned her from toe to forehead - leaving
not a centimetre unclean.  In fact, I spent rather a large amount of
time upon her great huge sexy breasts, the crack of her ass and then
the junction between her legs.  As I did this I saw that some of the
liquid upon her cheeks was not from the hot water but tears and I
broke our lengthy silence to ask her what was wrong.

Julia tried to shrug off my question but I was persistent and finally
I got an answer.  "I am sad because it is over... and there is little
chance George will allow us to do this again."

At the mention of her husbands name I became indignant, he having
prostituted this fine woman to a near-stranger, having neglected her
so that she looked forward to it.  He, in my opinion, had lost his
rights to this wonderful woman.

The words came from my lips without conjuring over them beforehand, "I
don't want this to be a 'one-night-stand'."

She mumbled in agreement, "Neither do I... my love."

It was like our sorrow was starting to drag us down, so at that moment
I slipped two fingers up into the very channel that I had so enjoyed
earlier.  Julia hissed in surprised and then a wide pleasant smile
appeared before her hand reached out and found my quarter-mast prick.

Our tongues intertwined as we frigged each other anxiously.  I roughly
shoved her hand from my dick and pressed myself before her, Julia's
back against the cool white tile.  It was a fumbling, slippery affair
as I angled my now-hard-cock between her thighs, she upon her toes.
It is never enough, not until that final moment of orgasmic release -
and so removed my two fingers from within her and immediately replaced
them with my ready manhood.

The look she gave me was of awe - as if I was her chosen god.

Near angrily I hissed between clenched teeth, "I want to do this
again!"

Holding one leg behind the knee while the other was upon its toe, I
pressed my self in and out of Julia's body aggressively.  This was not
slow majestic love making - but a sloppy fast fuck and it was evident
that Julia was enjoying herself yet again.

It was like a dam had broken between us as she spoke the next words -
and it had serious, real-life, consequences that were not visible at
that moment.  "I will do anything your want... anything!"  Her passion
was rising, her awe for me close behind.  Her hands were holding me
about my chest as we grunted and slipped against each other.

My words poured from me, "I am going to fuck you every day!"

"Yes!"

"I am going to use every hole of your body!"

"Yes... yes!"

Our grunting was becoming bawdy, some of the sounds having nothing to
do with slapping wet skin or the shower head - but rather echoed from
the point where our two bodies joined.  It was music to my ears and
proved, once again, that she had the wettest sex of any woman that I
had ever known.

There was one final tension, one thing that I had not spoke about.  It
was the cloud, or rather the limit to those hastily spoken words.  And
to address them was to look a the cold facts that nothing lasts
forever.  It was my fast approaching end of summer vacation - and that
I was leaving home to go to College - a mere five hour plane flight
from my parents home.  Not a trifle thing.

Even as our passion rose and I thought about the end of summer and its
consequences, I also realized that Julia was fast approaching yet
another orgasm.  Her legs were now about my waist, my hands holding
those big sexy ass cheeks while my torso pressed her against the wall.
I had fucked, once before, standing - with a petite little Junior, a
cheerleader, that had little to offer but a small round ass and nice
teeth.

Julia was different - completely different than the girls my own age.
She was no model, did not look like half her age.  She looked her age.
Yet there was some fire within her that burned bright when I was with
her, in her.  It was not a trifle thing to be looked upon with love,
awe, god-like-devotion.  And if truth be told, Julia Harrison was the
best fuck in my short life.  And surprising, it did not come from
mature experience - but from that fire within her.

Julia orgasmed for the last time that day upon my hard cock -
twitching and gasping, which was now familiar, upon me.  It was rather
intimate as I held her in my arms as her whole body underwent its
final sexual ordeal.

Finally, I lifted her from my hard pole - much to her disappointment,
she wanted for me to finish yet again.

Turning off the shower, we dried each other tenderly - she with
exhausted limbs - before returning back to the bedroom.  I smiled
masterfully as I commanded, "Back on the bed Julia, on your back."

Her eyes told me of her total surprise - there was to be a final scene
to this afternoon's play!  She followed me with her eyes, voicing her
silent surprise and questions as I crawled up to straddle her waist.
I gave her a final instruction that revealed my intentions, "Push your
breasts together Julia."

A wide anxious smile appeared as she hefted her great round globes
above and together, before me.  I angled my hard dick down and between
them and felt the soft smooth flesh envelope of her breasts.  Though I
had not told her, this was another first for me - but something I had
fantasied many times, with many well-endowed ladies.

As my hips began to move, my balls tickling her soft stomach, as my
dick moved in and out of that fleshy valley.  Julia gasped with
pleasure, "Yes my love... yes!"  With her chin almost to her chest,
she was anxious to watch that one-eyed snake move in and out between
her breasts.  She joyously looked up into my eyes and said very
tenderly for such a bawdy statement, "I want to taste you my love!"

Julia alternated from watching me pleasure myself between the valley
of her tits to looking up at my face.  She seemed to find much
pleasure in the obvious evidence of my mounting excitement so that she
was smiling widely, extravagantly happy.

I knew at that moment that this was not simply lust for her, but
more... much more.  Dare I say it, as the words would have drawn
horror within me only the day before, but I would guess that Julia
loved me.

As I fucked her flesh, Julia uttered those words that changed our
future, "I am going to leave George... and if you want me Todd, I will
follow you to College and wherever else you may lead!"

Strangely those words were like an aphrodisiac and I grunted and
strained knowing that the final seconds were upon me.

Julia opened her mouth and pressed her chin to her chest and watched
with much anticipation as I grunted and gasped.  Then it happened, and
it seemed to baptize our new relationship with my shower of sperm.
The first shot hit her along the upper forehead and in her hair, the
next along the bridge of her nose and, so as not to miss another drop,
I pressed the head of my cock against her lips and pumped my remaining
seed into her hungry willing mouth.  The effect was majestic and I had
never seen another woman look so sexy at any time in my life.  I
seriously doubted she had ever had a facial before, yet it was obvious
that she loved it!

I sat on the edge of the bed and caught my breath, knowing it was the
end of my visit, of our time together.  She lay, wearing a wide smile
and a soiled face proudly, watching me.

"I have to go."

"I know."  She had expected it as well.

When I returned from the bedroom with my clothing, to find that she
had not moved at all, but her smile now gone, Julia asked in all
seriousness, "Was it true Todd?"

"What was Julia?"

"The things we said to each other?"  She meant, during our
fornication.

I caught her eye and replied seriously, "For me, yes."  Which was
strange, that my words to any woman that I wanted to fuck were rarely
honest, but to Julia they had been.

Her face immediately lost some of its tension, "For me too."

When I was nearly dressed she spoke up again, "Do you want me to
follow you to College?"

Though it may be early in our relationship to anticipate what our
feelings for each other were after a summer of potential fucking, I
had to answer as I currently felt.  "Yes I do, very much."

A wide smile appeared on her face and Julia sat up - my eyes following
her huge breasts as they swayed upon her chest almost hypnotically.
Those were the largest breasts that I have ever been intimate with - I
realized with pleasure.  Almost playfully Julia asked, "What will your
mother think?"

About us, evidently.  I shrugged, uncertain.

Julia laughed and replied for me, "Perhaps she will be jealous?"

My eyes widened in surprise and this incited a playful laugh to escape
the mother of two before me, "Did you never notice that I was not the
only woman that starred at you my love?"  She stood from the bed, the
sperm upon her face almost dried to a white track on her pale skin.
"Your mother and I are close friends - we have discussed many things."
Her raised eyebrow spoke volumes and I was not a little stunned at
what she was suggesting.

With my arm about her naked shoulder, I lead her toward her front
door.  Mr. Harrison was seated on a chair by the front foyer, glaring,
as we came toward him.  Thankfully, I noticed, that his pitiful excuse
of a penis was now back in his loose trousers.

With much venom he greeted us, "I suppose you two are done?"  Julia
ignored him and I felt her lead me right up to the door.  Brazenly,
with the open windows upon the door so that any one looking in could
see her naked body before me.  There she stood upon her toes and
kissed me passionately, with the unspoken promise for more.  Behind us
George would not shut up, "Have not got it out of your system yet
Julia?  I would never have guessed that you would have turned into
such a slut!"

I was about to defend this woman from her own husband, verbally and
physically if needed, yet Julia pressed a single finger to my mouth
and spoke soberly but with a private smile upon her lips for me and
her eyes locked to my own.  "George, I want you out of this house by
darkness."

"What?"  He was standing now, shouting that single word.  His face and
bald head red in anger and his body trembling like a leaf - I thought
he may be undergoing a heart attack.

"Our marriage has been a charade these last years George and I have
had enough.  You will leave this house and I will send my lawyer to
yours for the divorce that I have been craving for for longer than you
can imagine."  She turned her head and eyes toward her husband and I
saw her own brand of venom as she suddenly changed into a demonic
angry woman, and hissed, "Leave, I never want to see your ugly fat
face again!"

George spun about and quickly retreated - smart man.  Even I, who had
only seen a small piece of their complicated and strange marriage knew
that it was over between them.  And I doubt I had much to do with it -
but rather only brought the cumulation of years together by drawing
out what had never been revealed within the woman before me.

Julia turned back to me and after a deep breath again smiled privately
for me.

A strange feeling within me caused me to state, "I am not sure how to
classify our relationship Julia, but I think I am too young to get
married."  That spark of a thought had blossomed as I dressed before
her loving attentive eyes - a adolescent fear of the final commitment.

She laughed lightly and stood on her toes to kiss my chin a final
time, "Silly!  You don't marry your slave!"

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