As you will be able to quickly tell, this happened well before Covid.  I’m Roger a twenty-four-year-old single man that lived on his own.  It’s not that I wanted to be on my own, it was that I hadn’t met the right girl yet.  I hated to do it, but as my car was in the garage, I took the bus into town.  It was crowded on the bus and town wasn’t any better.  I guess it was always the same on Saturdays.  I was glad to be on the bus and travelling back home.  Then at the next stop loads of people got on.  There was so many people getting on that there were several people left standing.  A pretty woman sat next to me, she was quite a bit older than me, but she still gave me a nice smile.

She had a shawl that she spread over her lap and some of it went over my lap.  I looked out of the window and then I had a shock.  The woman’s hand was under the shawl in my lap.  Surely it was an accident, so I decided to ignore it.  The hand was unzipping my trousers, this was no accident.  I looked straight at her and she just smiled back at me as if nothing at all was happening.  Besides the hand was now up one of the legs of my boxers and starting to stroke my cock which was now rock hard.

She whispered to me, “You enjoying this.  You have a nice cock.”  I just gulped as she almost made me come.  Then she whispered to me, “You’d better put it away, mine is the next stop.”  I was hurriedly trying to stuff a rock-hard cock back into my jeans and zip it up.  It was barely back in when the bus started to slow. “You coming then?” she asked.  I didn’t know what to think, but slavishly got up and followed her off the bus hoping that nobody noticed the hard cock throbbing in my jeans.

Then I was following her up the road.  I realized that the woman was ten to fifteen years older than me and possibly just in her forties.  For a woman her age she had a terrific body and a sexy arse that twitched from side to side as she walked.  We got to a large semi-detached house, and she let me in, and I followed her into the lounge.  There were photos of her with what I guessed was her husband and three kids.  As I looked around, she stepped towards me and she was trying to get her hand down between my jeans, being held up with a belt, and my stomach.

There was no way that her hand would get down there, so she was back to my zip and quickly had my, still erect, cock back out into the open.  It was the first time she had seen it and declared that her first thoughts were right that I did have a nice cock.  She told me that she preferred circumcised cocks as they are often cleaner, and they also looked nicer.  Then she stooped forward and sucked about half my length straight into her mouth.  It was clear that she had plenty of practice sucking cocks, as she had me close to coming already.

Then I came and she sucked all my cum into her mouth.   Then she stood up in front of me and swallowed my load.   She informed me that it tasted good, but she needed more than just a mouthful of cum, and with that practically dragged me up the stairs and into a bedroom.  Strip she told me, as she started to remove her own clothes.  I was right, she did have a good figure and nice but slightly droopy tits, but that arse of hers was to die for.

I hadn’t even got my socks off when she pushed me onto the bed on my back.  My cock was barely semi-hard due to the blow job she had just given me.  Then she was on top of me in the sixty-nine position and lowering her pussy onto my face.  Hers was by far the oldest pussy that I had ever licked and sucked.  She wasn’t my first married woman, but the first married woman with kids.  As I started to lick her pussy, my cock was back in her mouth getting another good sucking.

She was beginning to groan as I licked and played with her clitoris.  Her excitement was beginning to get me excited again.  She soon had me hard again.  She rolled onto her back and told me to get on with it.  I was quickly between her legs and feeding my cock into her pretty tight pussy.  I had expected that, after having kids I expected it would have been loose and sloppy, but far from it.  To help me she raised her legs up and wrapped them around me.  Then I was giving her all I could.  I lasted just over fifteen minutes before my second load went deep in her pussy.

As she untwined her legs from me, I rolled onto my back next to her.  “Not bad.  How long before you get hard again?” she asked, “I need more of that cock of yours.”  I asked about her husband and kids.  She informed me they were separated, and it was his weekend to have the kids.  “You’ve got all tonight and all tomorrow to fuck me again and again,” she chuckled.

During the course of the afternoon and evening we must have sucked and fucked a further three times.   I woke next morning to find her sucking my cock again.  I was exhausted but somehow, she still managed to get me hard again.  It was my second time of fucking her doggy style.   Afterwards I just wanted to sleep again.  It was two thirty when I awoke again.  I couldn’t believe it I woke with an erection.   She was straight on me riding my cock to another load in her pussy.

To her disappointment I couldn’t get hard again that day or evening.  She finally had me hard again just before midnight.  She wanted it from behind laid flat on her stomach this time.  She groaned loudly as I came again in her.  I think I was still on top of her when I fell asleep.  She had me fuck her one last time at just gone six in the morning. 

She invited me to join her again in two weekends time.  I took her phone number, but I never called her or went back.  I didn’t even get her name.  I thought it no wonder she had split from her husband if she demanded sex that often.  It sounds nice having a nymphomaniac, but I can assure you that after so many fucks, it becomes a chore and no fun at all.  That what it had become that weekend.   I don’t think an army of stiff hard cocks would have satisfied her.