Written by Lynn

Fact
13 Nov 2015


Until earlier this year I'd have believed that I was to inhibited, to indulge in anything other than sex in the privacy of my home with one man. That was until I met Edward.

Perhaps I'll start by describing and telling you a bit about myself. Firstly my name is Lynn and I'm in my mid forties. I'm about 5' 3” tall, have a slim petite figure, pert 32B boobs and I'm told have a nice bum. I'm in to Yoga and try to run most days which keeps me fit and my legs toned, if maybe a bit to muscular for some tastes. I think I've aged well, still quite attractive, my face framed by shoulder length natural blond hair. Talking of hair, I keep my pussy smoothly shaved, something I've done for many years. I've been married and divorced twice and lived with three other guys at various times.

It was after I'd had enough of the last one that I relocated to a village near the coast, using money from the divorce settlement and money I inherited to buy a small cottage. Part of the attraction was the sandy beach close by, ideal for me to go for my daily runs and long walks and maybe swimming in the summer. In one direction there was a town about 2 miles away, in the other, the beach backed by dunes with paths meandering through, stretched for what seemed like miles.

I moved in at the beginning of the year. The older lady next door was friendly enough but a bit nosy. I saw her watching me sometimes when I went out for a run. She stopped me one day, and looking disapprovingly at the tight shorts and tops I wore when the weather got warmer, told me I should be careful, going out with practically no clothes on. I asked why and all she said was that there were “goings on” in the dunes, passed the old Pillbox. I thanked her for her warning, and more or less forgot about it.

It was shortly after that I met Edward. I'd seen him a few times before I got the chance to ask if he minded me joining him for part of his run. He said I was welcome to. He ran from the local town, along the coastal path, through the village, passing my cottage on his way to the beach. About the same time each evening I waited outside the cottage to join him. He was about 24 years old, nice looking in a rugged sort of way. I found his fit muscular body attractive, admiring his bum when he sometimes ran ahead, when I slowed, waiting for me further down the beach. All perfectly innocent at first.

We got on well, meeting for coffee or going to the pub a few times. He complemented me on my “Hot body” when I said I thought I'd put on weight. More than once, he appeared to hint he was interested in more than running with me. I flirted in return, wanting to take things further but not sure how. I was missing sex, my only release increasingly frequent masturbation, often fantasising Ed was fucking me.

I enjoyed masturbating but vibrators and even my favourite large black dildo was no substitute for the feel of a nice hard cock inside me. He was available, not in a relationship and the thought of being fucked by an a guy half my age was frankly irresistible. I didn't have a plan other than to invite him into the cottage for a cold drink after one of our evening runs and see how things developed. I waited for a hot day, and took the opportunity to invite him in which he accepted thankfully.

He sat on the window seat in the lounge, while I fetched drinks. I sat next to him, my leg brushing against his while we chatted. I could smell his perspiration and no doubt he could smell mine. He finished his drink. I hurried to fetch him another before he had the chance to leave, handed it to him, telling him I was going to change out of my running kit, wouldn't be long and went through to my bedroom off the lounge.

I pushed the door to, not fully closing it. All the old doors are ill-fitting and after a few moments the bedroom door began to slowly swing open. I could have stopped it but didn't. I was behind it, not in direct view, but I could see his reflection in the wardrobe mirrors. I didn't think he could see me and moved with my back towards him until, from the corner of my eye I caught him doing a double take when he noticed he could see me. I pulled my top over my head and put it down, reached behind my back and unfastened my bra, turning slightly so he could see my tits in the mirror as I dropped it on the bed. Before I had a chance to change my mind, I hooked my thumbs into the waist of my shorts. Heart thumping, I pulled my shorts and panties down uncovering my bum, continued pushing them down, bending over, parting my legs, flashing my pussy as I stepped out of them,.

I felt exhilarated by my brazenness, excited exposing myself. I sat on the edge of the bed, facing the mirror, taking care not to even glance at it. Pretending to be unaware he could see my reflection I opened my legs, wantonly displaying my cunt for a few seconds, then spread them wider whilst I untied my trainers. My hair fell across my face hiding my eyes. I noticed he'd moved a bit for a better view and was rewarded by the sight of him adjusting then rubbing the noticeable bulge in his shorts.

Now completely naked I sat up. Keeping my legs open, I reached down and touched my pussy, plucking at my clitoral hood, brushing my fingers up and down my sex, pulling my labia, holding my cunt open, spending a minute or so removing imaginary fluff. Certain he'd still be watching I stretched my arms above my head, flattening my tummy, my tits rising, showing them at their best. I held the pose for 15 or 20 seconds giving him an unobstructed full frontal view of my naked body and shaved pussy. He was so intent looking at my body he didn't notice I was watching him until I spoke. “I'm going to take a shower. Why don't you join me?” I invited getting up, walking into the lounge and standing in front of him naked.

It was probably my nerves, but I didn't wait for his answer, but grabbed his hand, dragging him into the bedroom, practically ripping his t-shirt off him, eager to see him naked. Not that he objected, pulling his shorts down, releasing his hard cock. Not particularly long, around 6 or 7 inches but very thick. I crouched in front of him to untie his trainers and pulled them off. I couldn't drag my eyes off his cock or resist kissing the tip. I forgot all thoughts of showering and pushed him back onto the bed. I took hold of his erection, his prick so thick I couldn't fully enclose it with my fingers. His foreskin was already drawn back his bulbous glans pink and shiny, liquid seeping from the eye. I began to wank him, rubbing his prick against my face, smearing the clear precum on my skin, guiding it towards my mouth.

I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft, licked around his glans, then up to the tip tasting the salty liquid as my lips stretched around his knob and I took him in my mouth. Holding his cock in one hand I began to fellate him, my head moving up and down, sucking his cock. I slipped my other hand between my legs. My sex was already dripping and I slid a couple of fingers into my cunt, and began masturbating as I greedily gobbled his rampant prick. I felt him trying to shove his cock in my mouth. I don't mind guys cumming in my mouth but I wanted to fuck and take his spunk in my pussy. I was highly aroused and I'd already felt my pussy flutter from my fingering. I stopped sucking him, climbed on top and holding his cock steady, aimed it at my hole and lowered myself onto it.

Despite it's thickness, my cunt stretched and his length slid into me easily. I moved up and down his pole, enjoying the sensation of being filled by such a thick cock. I rode him for a couple of minutes, then with his cock deep inside me began to grind my clit against his pubis. He pulled my head down kissing me, forcing his tongue into my mouth, then pulled me up his body and began to suck my excited nipples.

His cock had almost slipped out of my pussy but I was able to slide it back and fore along my gash, the tip rubbing my swollen clitoris. My nipples seemed on fire, getting even harder as he sucked, nibbled and tugged them with his teeth. I started to moan and sigh. My body felt hot and flushed, my pussy tingling. I began to move against his cock more urgently, an orgasm getting close. I reached for his cock, begging him to put it back inside, fuck me and cum in my cunt. He rammed his prick into me. I rode him as he thrust his lovely young cock in and out of my mature pussy. I felt the first flutters of orgasm. He continued to thrust into me. I felt another more powerful flutter quickly followed by another and screamed at him that I was cumming and wanted his spunk. I was so aroused, it was as if every nerve in my pussy had become hyper sensitive. I felt my cunt muscles contract, seeming to ripple along his pumping cock as I climaxed. Moments later, I'm certain I could feel his cock pulse and the sensation of his creamy spunk splattering inside me as he thrust into me three or four times, depositing more or his virile seed in my receptive cunt.

I collapsed on top of him, both our bodies soaked in perspiration. I lay with his cock softening inside me until it slipped from my well fucked hole. I could feel his spunk seeping out of me, sat up, slid up his body leaving a trail of spunk and my sex juices over his stomach. I knelt, straddling him, his cum dripping from my gaping pussy on to his chest. Giggling I asked if he wanted to lick me clean or join me in the shower. To my surprise and delight he grabbed my bum, pulled me over his face. Licking my cunt, flicking my clitoris with his tongue he sucked up all the juices, making me cum again. I returned the complement, kissing and licking our sex juices from around his mouth, before lapping the juice trail from his chest, down over his stomach to his flaccid cock. I wanted him again but decided to shower first and give him time to recover.

An hour later we were back in my bed with me enthusiastically sucking his stiffening cock again coaxing it back to life. I'd forgotten how much more quickly younger men can recover and perform again and within minutes I was kneeling on the bed, bum in the air, being fucked doggy. That was Friday evening and he didn't leave until the early hours Monday morning. Between eating, drinking, showering, viewing porn on my laptop, me “entertaining” him by letting him watch me masturbate and fuck myself with a selection of dildos and vibes, we had sex in the bedroom, kitchen, shower and lounge.

On the Saturday night, in the darkened lounge with the curtains open, Ed sat on the window seat. There was just enough light from the streetlamp across the road to see he was wanking. He dared me to sit on his cock and fuck in the window. I took up his challenge. With people on the way to the pub down the road, passing only feet away, I rode him. We were briefly illuminated by passing cars, but no one noticed us. The risk of being seen, though only slight, was an aphrodisiac for me, a real turn on.

The next night, I got a bit carried away, boasting about things I claimed to have done, threesomes, anal sex, bondage, fucking outdoors with people watching, that sort of thing. I'd made them all up as I went along, which wasn't to difficult because they were all fantasises I used when I played with myself. The only thing I could think of to embellish my stories was to ask him to fuck me on the window seat again. This time I bent over, hands on the seat, face almost touching the glass, while he fucked me from behind. It was quieter, only one guy passed, pausing on the pavement outside to light a cigarette. He was almost in touching distance. Ed urged me to tap the glass. I was tempted but didn't because I thought it was one of my neighbours. All the same I was disappointed that he didn't look my way and see me being fucked. He spent most of the night with me and we had a quicky, before he slipped out of the cottage first thing in the morning.

I'd had some good sex in the past and having had about twenty different men over the years was quite sexually experienced. Ed's cock whilst not the longest, was definitely the thickest I'd ever had and I found having my pussy filled and stretched more sexually satisfying than being deeply penetrated. I definitely wasn't a man-eating cougar who was up for anything, but that was certainly the impression I'd given. Tame as it was, I'd found what I'd done so far exciting and wanted more of his cock. I reasoned that if he thought I was a bit of a slut, so much the better. I'd have some sexy fun finding out how uninhibited I dared be. That was borne out the following week.

He fucked me every day for over a week. We'd been for a short run, showered and were in bed, getting each other nicely worked up when he told me he'd never been with a woman who was into anal sex and asked if he could Arse Fuck me. It was one of my fantasies, but I'd been to embarrassed to ask any of my previous partners. I told him he could but he'd have to wait until I obtained some suitable lube. After he left I ordered some Desensitising Anal Lube which arrived on the Friday.

I was disappointed when he sent me a text in the afternoon to say he was going out for a few beers with his mates that night and probably wouldn't call round to fuck me later. The only consolation was that it gave me a chance to try out the lube and experiment with a couple of sextoys. A shower. A glass or two of wine and I felt nice and mellow. I went through to my bedroom, laid out a selection of dildos and vibrators, of various sizes, some smooth others more realistically penis shaped. The lube worked well and I spent an enjoyable hour or two, inserting toys in my arse, including a dildo which was as thick as Ed's cock. I kept it in my arse while I used a vibrator in my pussy and had a more than satisfactory orgasm. I cleaned everything up, changed the sheets which had got a bit soiled, had another shower, before going through to the lounge to watch TV.

I'd slipped on a crochet top which came down to my hips, not long enough to cover my pussy. It was a warm evening and I didn't bother with knickers. I couldn't really concentrate on the programme, thinking of Ed. My fingers kept straying to my clit, softly playing with myself as I sipped my wine, wishing he was there to fuck me. I'd just poured the last of the wine in to my glass when my mobile chimed. A text from Ed. Perhaps he's coming over after all I thought hopefully. I opened and read it. I was sort of correct. He'd been thinking about what I'd told him, wanted to come over and bring his mate Chris for a threesome. I didn't reply immediately, then sent “I thought you wanted to fuck my arse!!” I waited for his reply. It came quickly, along the lines of “Can do that 2 if u want. U up 4 a 3sum?” I suppose you could say it was on my to do list so I replied “OK. If I like him I'm up 4 it”

I finished my wine. Although I'd already drunk more than my usual glass or two I opened another bottle, poured a glass. The prospect of being taken by two young guys excited me. I hoped that I'd fancy him because the more I thought about it the more I wanted to go through with it. I debated whether to dress or at least put on a pair of panties. I was a little tipsy and the notion of opening the door to a complete stranger, whilst almost naked was a turn on. I decided to change but that there was little point in putting any clothes on. If all went well they'd only be coming off soon enough. In the bedroom I selected a tiny silver lace string, the material barely concealing my pussy, a pair of sheer black lace top hold up stockings, choosing red strappy sandals with about a 4inch heel because they looked tarty. The heels made my legs look longer and more shapely. I cupped my tits, tweaking my nipples erect. Although they're small, I think I've got nice tits and decided to discard the bra that matched the string and remain topless.

About 40 minutes had passed, around midnight, when I heard a taxi pulling up. The door bell rang. Delighted they'd finally arrived I rushed to answer it. Unthinkingly I switched the hall light on, opening the door, giving the taxi driver a glimpse of my tits, stockinged legs and lace covered pussy before realising and quickly moving behind it, letting them both in. Closing the door behind them, I couldn't resist flashing the driver again. They both looked pleased that I was almost naked and followed me into the lounge. In the full length mirror I could see Chris checking out my bum“Fucking hell. She's fit. Nice arse” he murmured, which I took as a complement. Introduction were quickly made. I liked the look of Chris, about Ed's age, a little taller, striking blue eyes gazing at my nakedness appreciatively. I could see the lust in his eyes, knew he wanted to have me. Any lingering doubts I'd had disappeared. I wanted them both.

I sent Ed to the kitchen to get beers and sat on the arm of the chair next to Chris, chatting to him, sipping wine, my naked tits about level with his eyes. Trying to give the impression that I'd done this sort of thing before. Inhibitions lowered by the wine, I leant over him to put my glass down, my tits practically in his face. Trying not to sound nervous I said the first thing that came in to my head, “Do you like my tits?” inviting him to touch them when he said he did.. Ed returned with the beers, put them on the coffee table and stood watching as Chris caressed my tits then started sucking my nipples. I gave a sigh of pleasure, asking Ed if he could see any thing he fancied.

He joined us, pulling his shirt over his head as he did so. Seeing this Chris stopped sucking my tits and Ed took over while he took off his shirt. I felt Ed's hand stroking my thigh. Seemingly of their own volition my legs parted for him. Beside me I noticed that Chris was almost naked, watching when Ed pulled my string to one side exposing my cunt. Ed slipped a couple of fingers into my hole. “ Fuck you're wet. You horny Slut” he said, inviting a naked Chris to have feel. He pushed two fingers in my pussy, fingered me, agreeing that I was “A hot Slut” He pulled his fingers out, and bent to take off his shoes. Ed fingered fucked me than began to lightly rub my clitoris in little circular movements, just the way I'd done it when he'd watched me masturbating.

He continued fingering me, sucking my nipples alternating from one to the other until Chris was ready to join in again. He got on the chair and sat on the back, stroking his already fully erect cock. I reached for it and began to masturbate him. Ed told me to suck Chris's cock while he undressed pushing my head towards it. I twisted around, stretching towards Chris's invitingly hard 7 inches of man meat. He slid down a little and I was able to guide his cock to my lips and suck it into my mouth. I'd been giving him head for a couple of minutes before I felt a now naked Ed, tugging at my string. I let Chris's prick slip from my mouth. Ed didn't give me time to lift my hip to free the string, instead, tugging it harder, snapping the sides, ripping the tattered remains from between my legs.

The string now out the way he knelt beside me lifted my leg over his shoulder and buried his face in my cunt to perform cunnilingus on me. With a cock in my mouth, a head between my legs, I must have looked a right tart. With a tongue and lips stimulating my pussy I didn't care. The fact that I was behaving like a whore only increased my excitement. One foot on the floor, the other resting on Ed's back I turned towards Chris. He moved, half standing on the chair to make things more comfortable. I eagerly clamped my lips around his prick and resumed fellating him, slowly sucking his cock into my mouth. He held my head wanting me to“Take it all” attempting to shove his cock down my throat almost making me gag. Reflexively I bit his cock, not hard, but enough to deter him from trying again. I guessed that he'd probably assumed from my behaviour and what Ed had probably told him about me, that I'd be able to swallow his cock. Holding the base of his cock, keeping control, I made a mental note to learn how to deep-throat. I let him fuck my mouth for a minute or two, stopping him when Ed's probing tongue became to much for me to continue.

I needed cock and I couldn't wait. “One of you fuck me” I gasped, pushing Ed away, even though he was doing wonderful things to my clitoris and I was close to cumming. Neither of them moved. “One of you must want to fuck me” I said more urgently, bending over the chair, hand between my legs, fingering myself. “I want sloppy seconds” Ed announced, sitting on the chair in front of me, letting Chris move behind me. That suited me. Given the choice I'd have chosen to have Ed's thick cock second.

Chris held his cock, sliding it along my slippery slit three or four time, covering it with my juices, before guiding the knob end in to my hole. Gripping my hips he eased his cock into my cunt and began to fuck me. Ed sat back in the chair watching, his erect cock within reach for me to play with. Cock in hand, cock in pussy, I was in heaven. I'm not sure how long Chris lasted, probably only 3 or 4 minutes. I was building up nicely to an orgasm when I felt him drive his his cock into me hard, tense and ejaculating before I was quite there. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, squirting spunk into my pussy.

Frustrated, I reached between my legs to frig my clit. He started to pull out, his spunk running down my legs. Ed was getting out of the chair “Quick! Get you cock in my Cunt. I'm nearly there” I implored. My fingers searched for and grabbed his cock as he positioned himself behind me. I rocked back, his cock entered me, forcing all the air out with a loud fanny fart as my fingers returned to frigging my clit. Ed had fucked me often enough to have learnt some of the things that turned me on. Holding my hair and pulling my head back, squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples increases my arousal. This time he didn't do either, instead, dribbling on my bum, circling my puckered bum hole with a finger, pressing harder, slowly working it in to my anus, moving it in and out as he fucked me. “That's nice. But not as nice as a cock” I told him, being deliberately lewd and suggestive.

Naturally he asked if I wanted his cock in my arse. “Carry on with what you're doing. I'm getting close. You can have my arse later. Both of you. If you're up to it” I told them with some bravado. Feeling reasonably confident that with the lube I could take their cocks in my bum, if they wanted Anal, I told him to stop talking and fuck me harder. His thicker cock, succeeded where Chris's hadn't quite. He fucked me fast and slow, fully penetrating me then rubbing the tip of his cock against my clitty. He knew how to use his cock on me for our mutual pleasure and brought me to climax twice before dumping his spunk deep inside my fuck hole. I licked his cock clean before going to shower, leaving them to probably talk about the Slut they'd both just fucked.

I'd inferred that I was expecting them to stay the night and that more was on offer. I invited them both to join me in bed, now rather glad that I'd decided to keep the king sized bed which I'd thought to big for the room. Ed immediately noticed the Anal Lube next to the bed and picked it up, showing it to Chris. They both looked at me expectantly. “Later Boys. I need some sleep first” I told them sliding into the centre of the bed. With one either side of me, a cock in each hand I snuggled down. Pushing their wondering hands away I dropped off after about 15 minutes, waking several hours later, just as it was getting light.

Laid next to me were my two young hunks, sleeping peacefully. I peeped under the quilt. Chris's cock was standing proudly erect, Ed's almost so. It seemed a shame to let them go to waste. I mounted Chris and rode him with out waking Ed. After he'd cum, I rolled off him, awakening Ed by taking his cock in my mouth, sucking him until he was fully erect then mounted and rode him too. Two fucks before before 5am and we still had the whole weekend before us.

I've just read through what I've written so far and realised how long the story is already and there's quite a lot more to tell. I've got a train to catch and a busy weekend ahead so I hope you don't mind if I stop here and continue another day. That's if you want more of course and don't think I'm a desperate old Slut who ought to know better.

Lynn xxx


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