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She's Moving Away - 2
by Brighton (brightonpark@ameritech.net)

***

Further adventures with my sweet, older, well endowed, 
married neighbor, Marilyn. What a sweet, innocent 
hottie. What a remarkable Fuck Toy. (MF)

***

A short while back I wrote a story I called, She's 
Moving Away, that you may have read on this website, 
about the incredible, serendipitous, sexual adventure I 
had with a sweet, neighbor lady named Marilyn. Sweet 
Marilyn is an older woman on whom I've always had a 
crush.

For years I would secretly gaze at her, from my house, 
as she worked in her yard and often fantasized various 
erotic scenarios that included the two of us being 
wonderfully naughty.

I'm happy, for me anyway, that as I write this, she and 
her husband haven't sold their house, so sweet, fifty-
ish Marilyn is still here for me to gaze upon.

Of course, my masturbatory inspirations regarding her 
are no longer fantasies that I create. Instead, I 
masturbate to the memory of what I did with this pretty 
lady while her husband was away on a church retreat.

I must tell you that I'm ashamed to admit that my 
attraction to her has nothing to do with her brain 
power or her ability as a brilliant conversationalist. 
She's of average intelligence and our conversations 
over the years have been borderline mundane. Typical 
neighbor stuff.

Shallow me, I'm infatuated with this older lady's body, 
pure and simple. Marilyn is one of those rare birds 
that gets lovelier as she matures. The wrinkles on her 
face are smile lines. She's the type, that one man, who 
shares my attraction to older women, refers to as, 'A 
babe with a little smilage on her'.

My main attraction to her? Well, as long as I'm 
revealing my shallowness to you I'll tell you: it's her 
breasts. Her breasts are enormous and though she tries, 
this sweet lady can never dress to camouflage that fact 
which makes her even more desirable to me and I'm sure, 
to a lot of other men.

Plus she has a cute butt. I mean a really cute butt. 
Okay, she has a great ass and just like her hips, it's 
a little too big, a little too wide with a little too 
much meat. In a word: scrumptious.

We've seen each other a few times since our hot night, 
and when we have, we've silently nodded our hellos as 
we worked in our yards or got the morning paper but we 
haven't spoken to each other about that night or 
anything else.

I've been reticent about approaching her because I 
wasn't proud of the way I took advantage of her while 
her husband was away and how I teased her into using 
words I'm sure she had never used. It gave me a rush 
I'll never forget, to know that I could elicit such 
gutter talk from this lovely, church goin' woman.

On top of all that was the ultimate debasement. While 
she was performing oral sex on me, a first for her, I 
lost control and came in her mouth. I don't think I 
meant for it to happen or maybe I did. I don't know.

The other afternoon we bumped into each other at the 
deli counter in the local super market. It was quite 
busy that day so the 'Take A Number' system was in 
effect. We certainly couldn't just stand there waiting 
for our number to be called without speaking so I 
strolled over to her and said a quiet hello.

She had just put in her request for a quarter pound of 
boiled ham when she heard me.

We chatted, albeit uncomfortably, about nothing in 
particular, and after a few minutes, her order was 
ready and she excused herself to get it from the deli 
man, after which she turned to me, gave me a nervous 
smile and walked away.

Later, as I emptied my cart at the check-out counter, I 
picked up an item from the deli, a quarter pound of 
boiled ham, that I knew I hadn't ordered. I was about 
to announce the fact to the checker when I realized it 
was an item that I recalled Marilyn ordering. 'Oh my,' 
I thought, 'she was so flustered at seeing me that she 
put it in my cart by mistake. Or perhaps a sign that 
she wants to see me? Would she do something like that?'

When I arrived home, I put away my groceries, all the 
while, starring at a quarter pound of boiled ham on the 
kitchen counter, wondering if it meant anything or if 
it was just an oversight on Marilyn's part. I had to 
find out, so I picked it up and walked next door and 
rang her doorbell.

Her husband opened the door. "Hello Brian, how are 
you."

'I'm fine Mike. Listen, I think I walked out of the 
store with something your wife bought, is she here?'

"She sure is. Come on in. I'll get her. I was just 
leaving."

Mike hollered to his wife that she had company and then 
bid farewell to me, walked to his car, and drove away. 
A few minutes later, Marilyn came down the hall stairs, 
paused half way down and with a nervous, little smile 
on her face said, "Hello Brian."

I couldn't believe my eyes. She was wearing a 
beautiful, knit dress, belted tightly at the waist, 
that absolutely accentuated her massive breasts and her 
wide, chunky hips.

'Hello again Marilyn. Uh... this package somehow wound 
up in my cart at the supermarket and I think it's 
yours.'

Walking the rest of the way down the stairs, her 
breasts wobbling and bouncing underneath the soft, knit 
material, she crossed the hall and stopped about two 
feet from me and said, "Yes Brian, it is mine and it 
didn't, 'somehow' wind up in your cart, I put it 
there."

'I wondered if you might have.'

"I wanted to see you but I was afraid to ask you over 
for fear that you'd say no. So I thought, well, I 
thought I'd trick you into coming to my house. I know 
it was a childish thing to do."

While I continued to drink in the sight of this 
voluptuous woman, I asked her why.

She nervously replied, "Well, I just bought this dress 
and I wanted to know, from a man's point of view, if it 
looks nice on me. Does it? Do you like it?"

'Yes Marilyn, very much. It's gorgeous.'

Slowly turning around to show me her new attire from 
behind she said, "Really? Why do you think it's 
gorgeous?"

The way that clingy, knit material hugged her big round 
ass made me quietly gulp but I managed to say, 'Uh, 
it's a perfect color on you.'

"Is that all?"

'Well no, I suppose it's the way it shows you off, I 
mean, the way it accentuates your figure.'

"Like my fanny? Does it make my fanny look too big?"

I hadn't heard anyone use the word, "fanny" for years 
and I almost chuckled but replied, 'Oh no Marilyn, It 
makes your fanny look just right.'

Facing me again she asked, "Do you like the way it 
accentuates my breasts?"

'Uh... well... yes, now that you mention it Marilyn, 
your breasts look beautiful in that dress. Remarkably 
so. I love the way your breasts look in that dress.'

"Did you notice that this dress buttons down the 
front?"

'Yes, yes, I can see that.'

Does that make you want to unbutton my new dress and 
look at my breasts? Does it make you want to touch 
them?"

'My God, Marilyn, what are you doing?'

"I'm not wearing a brassiere so if you were to unbutton 
my dress..."

'Marilyn!"

"...you would be able to see my naked breasts and..."

'Marilyn! Stop it! What are you doing?'

As I hollered, she began to sob and said, "Oh Brian, I 
loved it when you talked about my body the way you did 
that night. My husband... I put this dress on for my 
husband last night and asked how he liked it. I thought 
it would excite him to see me dressed so provocatively. 
He didn't even look up from his paper. He just grunted 
and said I looked fine. I know he thinks I'm just a 
frumpy old housewife who's not worth even one look!"

'You're not Marilyn. You're beautiful. I'm so sorry 
that happened.'

"That night when you and I were together, and I really 
shouldn't say this but I really liked it. I liked what 
we did and I can still taste what you spurted in my 
mouth when we were together in the garage. I can still 
taste it Brian."

'Yes, about that, well, I mean, I kinda lost control of 
myself.'

"You 'kinda' lost control? My goodness Brian, you had 
sexual intercourse with my mouth! No one ever did that 
to me."

'I know. I know. I went too far. I'm so sorry.'

No, Brian, don't be sorry. You didn't go too far and if 
you remember, I 'kinda' lost control of myself too but 
It was the most exciting night of my life and I want 
more nights just like that one. I want to be, for my 
husband, that thing, that name you called me."

'Yes but I called you that in the heat of passion.'

"You called me, a Fuck Toy didn't you?"

'I know but calling you that wasn't a very nice thing 
for me to call you.'

"Yes Brian, calling a woman a Fuck Toy isn't very nice 
but I really liked it. I liked it when you called me 
that and I enjoyed being a Fuck Toy and I want my 
husband to think of me as a Fuck Toy. I want him to to 
play with my titties the way you did and I want him to 
put his penis in my mouth and spurt, like you did to 
me. I had never done anything like that, ever. Ohhh 
Brian, It was so good. I liked having your penis in my 
mouth. Oh dear, sweet Brian, I've missed you."

She walked, hesitantly toward me and when she was close 
enough, I put my arms around her and held her close and 
inhaled her sweet aroma. Our lips met and we kissed the 
hottest, wettest kiss I have ever shared. After a few 
moments, she stopped the kiss, turned with her back to 
my chest and whispered, "Brian, put your arms around my 
front... put your... put your hands on my titties like 
you did the other night."

As her sobbing subsided, I reached around to her chest 
and gently took her massive tits in my hands and as I 
gently lifted and lowered them, she moaned, "Ohhh, 
Brian I've missed you so much. My breasts missed you 
too."

I whispered, 'Ohhh, honey, you're not frumpy your 
beautiful.'

"Tell me again what you called my breasts honey. Tell 
me what you called them that night. Talk to me like you 
did in the garage that night. Please?"

'Oh Marilyn, you naughty lady. Do you mean you want me 
to talk about your jugs Marilyn?'

"Ohhh yes. My jugs. My jugs."

'Your big jugs Marilyn?'

"Yes. Yes. My big jugs. My big jugs."

'These two big jugs? The one's I'm playing with right 
now? These big, fat titties hanging from the body of 
Marilyn, the cute little Fuck Toy? Ohhh, Marilyn, just 
think, what if your husband could see my hands fondling 
your big jugs through your sexy, new dress? I bet he'd 
like your dress then, wouldn't he Marilyn? He'd like 
your big titties then wouldn't he? Do you think your 
husband would want me to unbutton the front of your 
dress now Marilyn? Shall I unbutton your dress?'

"Ohhh yessss, Brian," she panted, "Open the front of my 
dress. Spread it open. My big, naked jugs are waiting 
for you."

She gasped as I spread the top of her dress wide and 
fondled and lifted her wonderful naked jugs.

'And your nipples, can you feel my fingers drawing 
circles around your nipples?'

"Yesss... circles, circles around my nipples... yes."

'Your nipples are getting hard Marilyn, they're getting 
stiff and growing like little, pink cocks on the tips 
of your great big tits. I think I should pinch one of 
them don't you?'

"Oh yes, both of them. Pinch... Oh! Both of my stiff 
nipples. Please. I like it. Oh! I like it. Oh!"

I pinched and twisted her nipples ever so gently, then 
applied a little more pressure, and was rewarded with 
the sweetest little squeals I've ever heard. I eased up 
and then pinched her harder again. She was getting 
hotter and hotter as I lifted and fondled and pinched 
her titties.

"Brian, oh my goodness, look... I can see us in the 
hall mirror. It's like watching a movie, only I'm in 
the movie. Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness. Look at my 
tits. Look at what the man is doing to my tits... ohhhh 
look how he's bouncing my tits."

As she got off watching what I was doing to her in our 
reflection in the mirror, I slipped my hands off of her 
breasts and slowly brought them down to her hips and 
then placed them on her round little tummy and began to 
knead it.

"Ohhhh Brian... look at what the man is doing to me 
now."

I began rubbing her little pot belly with one hand 
while sliding the other one slowly down to her crotch 
and began tickling her at the crease between the top of 
her thigh and her pussy.

'Marilyn, do you remember what else I did to you that 
night?'

"Yes. You put your mouth between my legs and kissed and 
licked me there."

'No, not between your legs Marilyn, your cunt, right? 
Say it. Say cunt.'

"Yessss... you kissed and licked... my... cunt... my 
cunt."

'Your hairy cunt? The cunt my fingers are near right 
now?'

Yes, yes, my hairy cunt. My hairy cunt. You licked it 
and kissed it that night."

With her head resting back on my shoulder, I leaned 
down to her face and licked her lips until I felt her 
tongue slip out of her mouth and lick mine. Then, 
moving my hands back up to her breasts, I sucked her 
tongue past my lips and in and out of my mouth. Her 
breath was so hot. We were both on fire.

'Marilyn, ' I whispered, 'Where's your husband? Where 
did your husband go?'

"I know. I know." she said, turning to face me, "He's 
running some errands and he has to stop at the hardware 
store and he'll be back later but... ohhh."

'Listen to me. Do you think we should stop?... 
Marilyn?'

"Yes we should stop but not yet, okay? He's running a 
really, really lot of errands because I gave him a list 
with lots and lots of places to go so you could come to 
my house so don't go yet, okay? Stay with me and touch 
me and let me touch..."

She didn't finish the sentence but she didn't have to 
because as I squeezed and fondled her enormous breasts, 
she reached behind her back to touch what was bulging 
behind the zipper on my pants that she was slowly 
pulling down with her shaky fingers.

"I need to touch it Brian. I need to touch it again."

'Touch what honey? What do you need to touch? Tell me.'

As she reached into the fly of my pants, she slipped 
her fingers inside my shorts and moaned, "Ohhhh, Brian 
I like when you make me say naughty words. You're so 
nasty. Your cock. Your cock. I need to touch your 
cock."

Her hands felt cool against my warm cock as she wrapped 
her little fingers around it and slowly pulled it out 
and began to stroke it behind her back. "Ohh, Brian, 
it's hard and the tip is sticky again."

We continued to watch ourselves in the hall mirror as I 
continued to play with her breasts and she slowly and 
gently massaged my hardening dick.

"Brian... I have to see it again. I have to turn around 
and look at it."

Releasing my hands from her breasts, she turned to me 
and knelt on the floor. Looking at my exposed cock for 
a moment she mumbled, "Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness" 
Then looking up into my eyes, she began to stroke me 
again. As my cock grew harder, she whispered, "Can I 
masturbate you before my husband comes home? Can I do 
that? I want to. You'll like it. I know you will. I've 
been thinking about masturbating you. It's not fucking 
but it's like fucking and I'll make you feel so good. I 
promise. Can I?"

'Yes.' I replied. 'Yes Sweetie, do it. You can 
masturbate me.'

"Oh, Brian honey, it's getting so hard. Just look at 
it."

The tip of my cock had gotten just a little sticky so 
there was just enough friction between her fingers and 
the skin of my cock as she busied herself. She settled 
herself down, resting her ass on the back of her legs 
and began to masturbate me just inches in front of her 
pretty, 53 year old face.

There wasn't a sound in the house except for the one 
she was making as she slid her busy little hand back 
and forth over my hardening dick.

"May I use two hands on your cock Brian? I promise I 
won't hurt you honey. May I?"

'Yes sweetie. My God yes. Use both hands. Yes.'

With both of her hands now wrapped firmly around my 
cock she began to pump me a little faster.

"Am I doing a good job? Do you like it?" Looking down 
at her, I could only grunt my response in between my 
rapid breaths.

Her breathing increased too, as if she had just run a 
mile and her eyes opened wider and wider as she 
starred, up close, at the hand job she was giving me.

"Is this... is this really good? Is this really okay?" 
she panted.

'Honey... ohhh sweetie, you're about to find out how 
good it is. My balls are filling with cum.'

"Your balls. Yes of course, your balls. That's where 
your cum is. I'll hold them. I want to hold them."

Removing one of her hands from my cock, she reached 
deep into my shorts, cupped her hand around my balls 
and gently pulled them out as she continued to jerk me 
off with her other hand. She was amazing.

"Your balls... your hairy balls. Your cum is inside 
them. Oh yes, I'll make it all come out. I'll make all 
your cum come out of your penis, I mean your cock, and 
you'll feel real good when it does. I promise."

This woman was wonderful. So sweet. Even at the age of 
fifty-three, she was an innocent. She had missed out on 
years of sexual pleasure and fulfillment. And I so 
enjoyed looking down at her as she worked feverishly on 
my cock, in an apparent effort to make up for lost 
time.

Although only a short while had passed, I was now just 
seconds away from ejaculating right onto this pretty 
woman's face. But then, apparently sensing I was on the 
verge, she removed her hands, looked up into my eyes 
and whispered, "I don't want you to cum yet. I want to 
suck you while you're still hard. Is that okay? I love 
sucking you so much."

'Yes, ' I whispered back, 'it's okay. I want you to 
suck me. I'll try not to cum.'

Then, removing her hands from my cock, she parted her 
lips, leaned closer to me and took just the head into 
her mouth. Breathing slowly and deeply through her 
nose, she began to slowly circle her tongue around it. 
She couldn't possibly have learned this from anyone. 
This sexy, beautiful woman had only just learned that 
she loved cock and was performing instinctively. The 
truly passionate people don't have to be taught and she 
was, obviously, one of them.

Round and round went her tongue as she panted faster 
and faster through her nose. She took me deeper and 
deeper into her mouth as she gave me the greatest 
tongue job of my life. Then taking me deeper still, the 
licking stopped and the bobbing of her head began. 
Unbelievable! 

My cock disappeared all the way into her mouth to the 
back of her throat. She held it there for a moment, 
gagged and sputtered, withdrew it and then took it all 
back in again. This time she held it at the back of her 
throat and began contracting her throat muscles as if 
to swallow me. The feel of her throat contracting 
around my cock was indescribable.

After a few minutes of this wonderfully, creative 
approach to cock sucking, she slowly pulled off of me 
and with my cock bobbing up and down in front of her 
face, she breathlessly sputtered, "Okay... I want... 
you to cum now. Do it like you did that night in the 
garage. Hold my head. Hold my head real tight as if I 
don't want you to do it to me but you're making me do 
it and keep fucking my mouth till you cum in it."

My God! On top of everything else, this sweet, formerly 
reserved, lady had been suppressing a rape fantasy too!

More than pleased to oblige her, I firmly grasped her 
head, put my cock back in her mouth and began to gently 
fuck her pretty face. Her arms hung freely at her sides 
as I pumped her slowly, five or six times but then 
withdrew for a moment to ask if this was what she 
really wanted but before I could speak, she looked up 
at me and with her eyes as big as saucers, she said, 
"Please sir, please don't put your penis in my mouth 
anymore sir. Please don't hurt me with it anymore."

I lost it right then and there and shoved my cock right 
back into her face as deep as it would go and commenced 
an unbelievably, savage assault on her mouth and 
throat.

As I pounded into her, I could hear her mumbling the 
garbled words, "No! No! No! Please sir no! My God no!"

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she choked and gasped 
for air. Then she did a most remarkable thing. With her 
wide, pleading eyes staring up at mine as I fucked her 
face, she bent her arms behind her back and held them 
there as if she was tied up and truly being raped. Her 
enormous, naked breasts, wobbled and shook wildly back 
and forth below her. The sight of those big, flopping 
jugs and the sound of her gurgled, muffled pleas for me 
to stop was all I needed.

'Sweet lady!' I hollered, 'It's time! It's' time! Oh 
God sweet lady I'm cumming! I'm cumming!'

My cock spurted like a cannon into her mouth as I 
continued to hold her head in a vise like grip and 
viciously pump her. Then, she began swallowing and 
there was more gagging and gurgling from deep in her 
throat as I released more and more cum and through it 
all, this incredible woman kept her arms tightly 
wrapped behind her back and I made her keep sucking me 
as I repeatedly pulled her head on and off of my 
exploding cock.

Finally... finally when I was spent, I slowly slipped 
my cock from her mouth and released her head from my 
grip. Slowly, and with wobbly knees, she rose and faced 
me. Her lips were tightly shut and I realized that she 
hadn't swallowed all of my cum. Then, tilting her head 
back, she puckered her lips and motioned for me to kiss 
her. I did so, eagerly. We kissed for a few moments and 
then she opened her cum filled mouth and I entered it 
with my tongue.

For only the second time in my life I was tasting my 
own cum and licking and slathering puddles of it on the 
inside of this beautiful woman's cheeks.

Then, placing her hands on my shoulders, she coaxed me 
down so her face was over mine. I parted my lips and 
let her drip my hot cum slowly into my mouth. When her 
mouth emptied and my filled, I slowly squirted all the 
cum back into her mouth. We played this erotic cum 
swapping game a few more times until, with my mouth 
filled with my cum, she placed her hand over my lips 
and this time, I swallowed.

We stood there looking into each other's eyes and with 
cum glistening on each other lips, we kissed a long, 
hot, passionate... and very sticky kiss.

As we continued to kiss, she took my hands and slowly 
walked the two of us back toward the staircase. When we 
got to the foot of the stairs, she ended the kiss, 
walked backwards up two stairs and plopped down in 
front of me. "I'm sorry," she said, "I have to sit 
down."

We looked quietly into each other's eyes for a few 
moments and then I broke the silence when I said, 
'Marilyn honey, what just happened back there? it was 
like... I was raping you.'

"I know. I don't know what got into me."

'Well, I have to be truthful with you, the idea of 
raping you was, was very exciting for me. I told you 
once that I had fantasies about you, sexual fantasies 
to be sure, but they never included raping you. But my 
God, when you put your arms behind your back and held 
them there, well, it just drove me crazy. Did I hurt 
you? I didn't mean to.'

"Yes, you did hurt me but I wanted you to. I guess, 
maybe, because I was being naughty again and getting 
pleasure from a man, you know, that's not my husband, I 
felt, perhaps in the back of my mind, that I should be 
punished. Pretending that I was tied up while you 
fucked my mouth was my punishment for what I was doing 
and for what we did that night in the garage. I know 
that's crazy but that was how my mind was working when 
I was sucking you."

'Marilyn, you're 53 years old and you have been 
sheltered, for all of your married life, from true 
sexual satisfaction. Now that you've found it... now 
that you've found your passion, enjoy it. Don't beat 
yourself up over it. Okay sweetheart?'

"Okay."

Now Marilyn, I would like very much to make it up to 
you for hurting you before. Will you lean back? Go 
ahead, lean back on the stairs and just close your eyes 
and relax. I want to make you feel good.'

As she slowly leaned back on the stairs, I rolled her 
dress up her legs and over her hips and bunched it 
around her waist. Then I put my hands behind her knees, 
lifted her legs and put one on each of my shoulders.

As I spread her legs, she began to pant. "Brian... are 
you going... are you going to kiss me on... on my pussy 
now?"

'Yes Marilyn I'm going to kiss you on your pussy now.'

"Okay... I'm not wearing panties. I did it special for 
you."

'Then I promise to make you feel very, very special.'

I put my face in between her thighs. Glancing up, I saw 
her mouth open and her large, naked breasts heave as 
she panted in anticipation. I inched my fingers up 
along the inside of her chubby thighs to her pussy and 
as I began to tickle her sweet, curly snatch with my 
middle finger she said, "Do you think I'm too hairy 
down there Brian? My husband used to say I'm too hairy 
between my legs."

'Honey, ' I replied, 'your husband is... No honey, 
you're not to hairy between your legs' Then I covered 
her beautiful, hairy cunt with my mouth and began to 
lick it. As she moaned, in response to my flicking 
tongue, I slowly inserted two and then three fingers, 
deep into this married lady's hot snatch. 

"OHHHHHH..." She wailed. Her wails turned to moans and 
then to high pitched squeals, telling me that multiple 
fingers inside her cunt while her clit was being licked 
was, most probably, a first for her.

Her big beautiful ass undulated and twisted 
uncontrollably on the stairs as I attended to her. I 
knew that it wouldn't be long before I would bring her 
to the wildest, most powerful orgasm she'd ever had, 
just as this wonderful lady had done for me.

As she bounced and twisted in pleasure, a silly 
thought, ever so briefly, crossed my mind as I wondered 
in what aisle, of what hardware store her husband Mike 
was, while another man was inside his home on his hall 
stairs, sucking and licking his sexy wife's clit while 
administering a loving, multiple finger fuck in and out 
of her welcoming cunt.

The thought excited me to such a degree that, to 
Marilyn's delight, I shoved a forth finger inside her, 
fucked her slowly like that for a while and then, ever 
so gently, I inched my entire hand inside her juicy 
pussy, up to my wrist. Hubby Mike... your an idiot.

'OH MY GOD BRIAN! YES! GOD YES!'

Hi Mike. What can we do for you today?

OH BRIAN! YOUR FINGERS! OHHHHH! OH! JESUS! YOUR HAND!

Oh nothing really Steve. Just lookin' around.

OH! JESUS CHRIST! OH! OH! OH GOD! OHHHH GOD!

Did you see the specials in our weekend flyer?

THE WAY YOU LICK ME! YOUR TONGUE IT'S... OHHHH SHIT!

Yep. Looked like some pretty good deals.

LICK IT BRIAN! LICK IT! LICK IT! OH BRIAN HONEY IF ONLY 
MY HUSBAND... 

You sell the house yet?

YOUR WHOLE HAND! YOUR WHOLE HAND IS INSIDE ME! OH BRIAN 
YOU'RE FUCKING ME WITH YOUR WHOLE HAND!

No. We've had some people come by but no, nothing yet.

OHHHH BRIAN PINCH MY TITS! PINCH MY BIG TITTIES PLEASE! 
YES! OH! OW!

Well I'm sure it won't be long. It's a nice place from 
what I remember.

OH YES! SQUEEZE 'EM! YES! PULL MY NIPPLES! YES LIKE 
THAT! LIKE THAT! HARDER! OW!

I hope so. Marilyn and I are excited about moving 
closer to the grand children.

MY CLIT. MY CLIT. OW! OHHH YOU'RE BITING MY CLIT! OH 
YES! YES! YES! BITE IT!

Say how is that pretty little wife of yours?

PUT YOUR FINGER IN MY ASS LIKE YOU DID THAT NIGHT. PUT 
YOUR FINGER IN MY ASSHOLE!

Oh, she just fine I suppose. Uh, pretty? Yes, as pretty 
as ever I guess... for an old lady.

MAKE A FIST INSIDE MY PUSSY TOO LIKE... YES! THAT! OH! 
A MAN'S FIST IS INSIDE MY PUSSY! OH! OH! IT HURTS! KEEP 
DOING IT!

Oh come on Mike, Marilyn's a real doll.

YES! LIKE THAT! LIKE THAT! OHHHH GOD BRIAN... OH HONEY 
FASTER! FASTER!

Oh I suppose. I guess I just think of her these days 
as... oh, I don't know, a gramma.

BRIAN WHY DID YOU STOP? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

A gramma?

OH MY GOD BRIAN. YOUR COCK. YOUR COCK IS HARD AGAIN! OH 
IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL.

Well, she and I are the same age, 53 and we've accepted 
our age and... 

PUT IT IN ME BRIAN. I WANT IT INSIDE ME. FUCK MY CUNT 
WITH YOUR HARD COCK BRIAN.

...we just kinda take it easy now. You know quiet 
evenings at home, quiet suppers.

OHHHH YES! OH! OH! YES BRIAN! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! PUT 
YOUR FINGER BACK IN MY ASS!

Well I see you two at church every Sunday and you two 
sure make a fine looking couple.

KISS ME BRIAN. KISS ME AND FUCK ME AT THE SAME TIME! 
OHHHH YOU KISS SO GOOD!

That's very nice of you to say that.

OH HONEY, I CAN STILL TASTE YOUR CUM IN MY MOUTH. IT'S 
SO... I REALLY LIKE YOUR CUM.

But it's true. Everyone says that.

OH MY GOD! ARE YOU CUMMING AGAIN BRIAN? ARE YOU CUMMING 
AGAIN? OH MY GOD!

Well, I'd better be going. I have a few more stops to 
make and then home for supper.

CUM INSIDE ME BRIAN. DON'T PULL OUT OF ME. DON'T PULL 
OUT. DON'T TAKE IT OUT YET!

Okay Mike. I'll see you and your lovely bride in Church 
this Sunday.

OH, FUCK YES! I CAN FEEL YOUR CUM SPURTING AND SHOOTING 
INSIDE ME. OH GOD YES! I"M CUMMING TOO HONEY! OH BRIAN 
HONEY... I'M CUMMING TOO!

'Words, describing how I felt when my sweet neighbor 
lady allowed me to cum inside her pussy don't exist. 
But I will tell you that my cock never burned, that 
wonderful orgasm burn, like it did that day, twice, 
with sweet Marilyn. That day also marked the first time 
I ever pleasured the inside of a woman with my hand. 
Incredible.

It was approaching dusk by the time we caught our 
breath, straightened ourselves up and decided it was 
time for me to leave. We kissed and swapped spit, and 
what little was left of the taste of cum in our mouths, 
for a few minutes at her front door. We were like a 
couple of teenagers saying good night after a hot date.

Sweet Marilyn's last words to me that night were a 
little sad but were said in the most sincere way. She 
cradled my face in her hands, looked deeply into my 
eyes and whispered, "Brian honey, I know I'm just an 
old lady but thank you very, very much for fucking me 
and making me feel desirable." I was speechless. She 
was glowing. This lovely lady has no idea what a hottie 
she is. What an incredible woman.

In a bit of a daze, from our lust filled experience and 
with her sweet parting words ringing softly in my ears, 
I walked back to my house and stopped at the mailbox. 
As I went through the day's delivery, an automobile's 
headlights caught my eye.

From my porch, I could see ol' Mike pulling into his 
driveway. I watched as he took some packages from the 
trunk of his car, slammed it shut and then, seeing me 
sorting the mail, he waved and asked if I had a good 
day. I told him I did. Then, ol' Mike walked into the 
house where he lives with a firecracker named Marilyn, 
that ol' Mike will probably never know how to light.

Maybe not a firecracker. Maybe a time bomb.

The End

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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