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As I walked up the steps of a neglected looking house in the stuent area of town, I wondered why I was here, a 49 year old married women paying a young student to to have sex me. I'm Eileen and as anyone who has read my stories (search eileen) will know until Janary 2006 was a happly married woman, my hushad had worked abraod for two years but came home every three moths, we had a good sex life then one trip his leave was cancelled. After five months I needed male company and went to a night club in a nearby town, thats when I met Mark and his friends, three young black studs, little did I know how my life would chae, they bought me drinks danced with me then took me back to their house, where they turned me from happily married housewife to a whore overnight. After that night I just needed sex, as much as I could get particularly from young men, or any man. A couple of months ago at the supermarket, I arrived at the checkut, the cashier was a good looking confident young man, his badge said Steve, he chatted me up,his eyes looked stright in to mine, then slowly moved down my body undressing me. Over the next few weeks I looking for his alsie, sometimes going sometimes to buy one or two things just to see him, then one day he said "if your husbands away, come round to mine for a coffee" writing his mobile number on the reciept. I knew he was 21, five years younger than our daugher, my brain told me to stay away, but being the whore I am that pain between my legs won and two days later I phoned him. That morning I showered, put on a light summer dress, silk panties and high heeled sandels, Steve opened the door wearing only shorts, he move to kiss me and the next thing, my arms were round his neck pulling his mouth to mine, my tounge down his throat, then his hands running over my now hard nipples, feeling my bum, pulling me forward against his cock. Pushing me away, he looked at me, said "its not coffee you want is it" I was staring at the floor, he put his hands under my chin, so I had to look at him, he said "is it" I heard myself say "no what do you want", say it, "you know, yes but say it, I want fucking, then leaning forward I started to kiss his chest taking one of his nipples in my mouth, feeling it harden as I smelled that familier smell of male sex on him. He stod there confidently, as I sucked one nipple, pplaying with the other between my fingers, my other hand stroking his now hard cock, then pushing the straps of my dress down, rubbbed my naked breasts against him my now erect hard nipples moving against his flesh. Pushing me back against the wall, he was playing with my breasts, taking one in his mouth, slowly sucked it stroking the nipple wih tongue, I could feel that familer feeling between my legs as I started to become wet. Working his way down my body, his hands pulled my dress and panties to the floor, I step out of them, he was kissing the inside of my thighs I could feel my juices running, then his tongue was pushing between my pussy lips, in and out like a cock, as though it was fucking me, my hands were grabbing at him, desperatly trying to lift him to get his cock in to me, or fuck myself on his tongue, then he took my clit between his teeth, bit gently, I could hold back no longer, my insides exploded and I came, up against the wall, my legs wide open like a coommon tart. Taking me to the bedroom, he pushed me forwards on the bed, I felt the tip of his cock pushing against my pussy lips, I was soaking wet and with one thrust he easily in me, up to his balls, then slowly he fucked me until I came again, then I felt his cock jerk, andhis warm cum shoot in to me. We spent the rest of the afternoon in his bed, another afternoon the following week, but my shockcame when I phoned him again he said "come round, but you have had your two free sessions, now it will cost you", stunned I heard myself screaming in to the phone "go to hell you must be fucking mad if you think I am paying for sex, I'm not doing it I'm not ucking doing it," and put the phone down. Three days later I telephoned to asked how much, he said " be here at 3 pm with £40, today is the fourth time I will pay for sex, so be carefull all you women like me that stray from your happy family thinking that its a one off, you could could finish up being the townwhore like me.
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