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Me and the old guy

"My compulsion"

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I’m 26 and married to a great guy but he works away a lot and I get lonely which is my excuse for what I’m going to tell you. I have never been unfaithful even though I am not unattractive and a really look after myself, men are always chatting me up and taking sly looks at my cleavage, but I have never been tempted until almost a year ago. I have a high sex drive and I masturbate a lot, my husband bought me a ‘rampant rabbit’ which gets a lot of use, recently its not been enough and I have started walking around the house naked. I have no idea why but it turns me on, then one day I was stood at my window over looking the garden when our neighbour was in his garden. I should have moved away or put something on but I didn’t. We live at the end of a road so no one can see into ours or his garden so I just stood there pretending to look out to the side at the fields, I knew he could see me and it was exciting. I pushed my breasts against the window and the cold sent electricity though my body and in the corner of my eye I could see him. This was bad enough, but he is an old man, at least early 70’s, not attractive just a man. He was moving and I glanced at him, he was masturbating, looking at me, we made eye contact and I out my hand between my legs and I came as he shot cum onto the floor. Immediately I was ashamed and moved away. But I did it again the next day and the day after. I found myself masturbating in the shower thinking of this old man on top of me, inside me. I have a gorgeous husband my age but the old man was in my head. It was ridiculous and I was ashamed of myself so I stopped for a few days but he was in the garden just as it was getting dark, I was wearing a dress, I have no explanation or excuse but I took my bra and knickers off and went into the garden, pretending to tidy up. The feeling of the dress on y skin knowing that had nothing underneath was making my heart pound. I had no intention of talking to him, I didn’t want to see him, I didn’t ‘fancy him’ he is old and unattractive but it was exciting knowing that he did things t himself when he watched me. Our dividing wall is low, he came up to it and was rude which caused an argument. He was rude and vile and just a dirty old man. He asked me if I was going to ‘perform’ for him tonight. I said ‘perform’ and said I didn’t know what he was talking about. He said, ‘you love showing me your tits and your nice pussy’. I was angry and disgusted with him even though I know I did it on purpose, we had actually been looking at each other in the face whist masturbating but I was angry and disgusted with him. I told him that he shouldn’t be looking, he laughed and told me to ‘fuck off’ telling me that I loved it and that he knew that I would love his cock inside me. Now I was mad and called him a dirty old man who couldn’t get it hard at his age. He said that I know different and said ‘ you watch me wank so you knowhow hard it is, isn’t your husband doing it for you’. We argued and it was bad, I said some horrible things and he was horrible to me. He then told me to show him my tits. I told him to fuck off, he got angry and told me to show him my tits. I told him he was a dirty old man but I undid my dress just enough for him to see inside. I pulled it open and closed it again. He told me he was hard, and I laughed and told him I doubted it. ‘Come here and I’ll show you how hard I am’ he said pointing to his shed. I told him not to be so disgusting. He opened the door and put a light on, ‘come here’ he repeated. I told him that ere is no way I was going into a dirty shed with him so he could expose himself. He repeated over and over ‘ get in here, get in here’. Every time I told him no he just repeated himself. I wanted to go in the shed, not for sex, I had no idea why, just to be daring I suppose. In the end he called me a ‘fucking tease’ so I decided to call his bluff, I stepped over the wall and walked in. I was shocked at how clean and tidy it was. He closed the door and when I turned round he had his cock in his hand ‘ told you it was fucking hard’ he said. He looked at me and said ‘nice tits’. I hadn’t buttoned my dress and it was open down to the waist, me breast exposed. He looked at me with I dirty grin and started to masturbate. My mind was racing. I am an attractive young woman with a handsome hard-working husband, if I wanted an affair I could have one with a good looking man my age not some 70 plus ugly dirty foul mouthed excuse for a man who had pulled his jumper off and was standing with his trousers on the floor almost naked. His body disgusted me, and I was disgusted with myself. But I was touching my breasts, my nipples were hard and my muscles getting weaker. It was dirty and wrong, but I undid the rest of my buttons and exposed myself to him. He let go of his cock and grabed my breasts squeezing hard so I took him in my hand and tossed him off, I didn’t mean to fall to my knees, but they gave way. He grabbed the back of my head and told me to suck his cock. I said no but at the same time put it in my mouth and I remember gagging and trying to catch my breath. After a few minutes of this he started to pull me up, he said ‘get up, I’m going to fuck your pussy’ I said no, he said he was going to put his cock in my pussy and let me know what a real man felt like. I told him no again so he stopped trying. His cock was big and thick, I tossed him off hard with one hand and put my fingers inside me with the other. Then he exploded and warm cum washed over my face and breasts not once but twice and then with a little grunt a small third splash ran down my face. I climaxed and at that moment I would have let him inside me. I was exhausted, my hand ached and I was soaking. He put his hand on a desk to steady himself whilst I stayed on my knees cum dripping from my face and breasts, what had I just done. I didn’t try to wipe it off, I did up a few buttons walked out and into my shower, my dress went in the bin (I got it out later and washed it, it’s a nice dress). I was so ashamed that I closed the blinds for days so when I came home I didn’t; have to see him or be tempted. That lasted 3 days before I stood at the window (fully dressed) he saw me and opened his shed. I went into the garden, into his shed and onto my knees. He held my head until he filled it with his cum. I swallowed a lot. As I left, he wanted to know when I was going to let him in my pussy, I said never and walked out. Two days later my husband came home for the week and I me love to him like never before. I love him so much I spent most of the week he was back crying, disgusted with myself. I told myself ‘who would believe that I would do such a thing with that old man’, I had my story down to the last full stop. I vowed to myself that it would never ever happen again and that I was just lonely and that my rampant rabbit would be more than enough, or maybe a hotel brake and a chance meeting with a man my age to fuck for the night. My husband left 7 days later on a Sunday evening. I was good on Monday, Tuesday evening he was there in his garden. I went to his shed, dropped my dress to the floor and let him see me naked, I said nothing, I just lifted myself onto his workbench and opened my legs. He entered me and we fucked hard. Nearly every day for the next two weeks I let him inside me, grunting and heaving, his cock and cum filling me, and I had the deepest orgasms in that shed where I let him hold me down and enter me, or bend me over and take me from behind which I preferred because I didn’t have to look at him. That lasted almost 6 months, stopping only when my husband came home. But now I have a younger man to satisfy my needs. My husband doesn’t know that my ‘friend’ visits me three or four times a week and now I have a young man inside me who fucks me for hours. Who I ride and who’ cock is just the right size to fuck me in the ass whilst I stand at the window, his strong arms round me and his rough hands gripping my breasts that once had weak gnarled hands gripping them. You may thing I’m a slut but I have my needs. I will never let this effect my husband but whilst he works away I will have my friend on me, in me and making me wet.
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