DIARY OF A TEENAGE MILKMAN

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2012-03-31

When I was 12 I got a job delivering milk to households in an area nottoo far from my home in the small west coast town that I grew up in. I’ddone this job for four years, delivering the milk in plastic sachetssix mornings a week, on one evening a week I would go round all thehouses on my route and collect the money for the cost of the milk plusdelivery. Being the mid-seventies the pay wasn't that great but therewas always the chance of a few tips from customers when collecting themoney, that plus the annual xmas tips added up and I was pretty well offfor a boy of my age. I also had a little side business, the owner ofthe dairy always left more pint sachets than I needed every morning, tomake allowance for spillages and the odd morning I would be stopped by ahouseholder who wanted their milk delivered. I'd add them to my route,delivering theirs from the extra pints I was provided with and pocketingthe cash they'd pay me when I went to collect, it added up if you hadhalf a dozen such customers, each was only £3 - 4. 00 a week but since Iwas only paid £6. 00 by my boss it was worth the risk.
Like every teenage boy I had fantasies about scantily clad ladiesopening their door early in the morning just as I was delivering theirmilk, no such luck, the best I’d get would be the man of the house inhis vest and work jeans complaining that I was late and should havedelivered his milk earlier so he could have his breakfast before leavingfor work, how they thought a 14 yr. old could be bothered to get up at6am so they could have their cereal before catching the bus to theirworkplace at 7am was beyond me ? All my classmates were still in bed at8am, catching the 8. 30am bus to school, I thought getting up at 7am wasearly enough.
I'd spent the several years on my route without seeing so much as a bitof thigh and only had a month or two left on the job as the summer andmy 16th birthday approached, I had considered keeping the job if I wasgoing back to school after the summer but circumstances dictated that Inever returned to school and left there and the job to enter theworkf***e before the summer ended. It was the week before my 16thbirthday or "LEGAL" as we used to say, using all our male bravado whenreferring to a girl we found particularly attractive, boasts about howwe would "shag the arse off her" once she was legal, empty boasts everyone, but you had to at least play the part, besides, I wasn't interestedin girls my age, hard to believe I thought them immature when it wasquite the reverse, we were the immature ones, sexually, intellectually,everyway ! But they held no fascination for me, the ones with big girltits were just that, big girls, fat, I was barely 9st soaking wetmyself. Others who were physically developed were not the most pleasingon the eye; "growlers" was one endearing term we used. No, I was moreattracted to older women and by older I didn't mean in their twenties orthirties, I was attracted to ladies in their forties and older, thoughto be honest I would have been grateful for any age "from nae hair togrey hair" as we used to say, and we were not referring to their heads. There was a few in particular on my route that had caught my eye overthe years, I rarely saw them early in the morning but they were the onewho would always answer the door and pay their weekly bill when I wentto their door, but as this was always in the early evening they werealways fully dressed. It didn’t stop me ogling their backside as theyretreated back into the house to get their purse after answering myknock on the door, or trying to get a look at their tits as theyrummaged in the purse for the correct money.

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Chitchat was almost always kept to a minimum during such transactions, Iwas only the milk boy, grownup weren’t prone to becoming involved incasual conversation with someone my age and besides their favouriteprogram was probably on TV or they were in the middle of their eveningmeal when I arrived on the doorstep. There was however a group of housesinhabited by families which for one reason or another always seemed tohave male "visitors". There was an airf***e base a few miles out of townand at this time it was also used by American airf***e and Navy Seals,they used the surrounding area for training, it was always rumoured thatthe first stealth fighters had used the base due to our remotelocation, geographical surroundings and long runway. From time to timeone or more of the doors I knocked in this stretch of homes would beanswered by a young American serviceman, I always looked forward to suchoccasions as they were great tippers, from time to time the tip wouldvastly exceed the bill for the milk, it was not unusual to be handed aten pound note for a four pound bill and be told to keep the change.
It was rumoured that at least two of the females of these houses werelittle more than prostitutes, not strictly true, yes they had sex withthe Americans and yes the Americans were very generous to them but itwasn't a cash for sex transaction for these ladies. There was ahard-core locally of a few dozen, were girlfriends of these guys, therelationships only lasted as long as they were stationed at the base butover the years dozens did marry and move to the states, more than a feware still married to this day some thirty years or more later, somemarried, left, divorced, came home, married again, then repeated theprocess, a few stayed stateside, a few, now in their fifties havereturned home over the years after at least two failed marriages toservicemen. The girlfriends in question on my route did not interest me,for a start they were in their early twenties, some even older andsecondly and more importantly they were not particularly attractive,some downright plain. No, it was the mothers who caught my eye.
One in particular was to my young eyes simply stunning, thinking backnow, she was more than pleasing on the eye, not plain but nottraditionally beautiful either, what fascinated me was the way shelooked and dressed. She was like a throwback to the 1950's, jet blackbeehive hairdo, tight pencil skirt with plain white blouse and shealways seemed to wear a fake leopard skin coat, long black lashes andbright red lipstick, to my young eyes she looked like a cross betweenElizabeth Taylor and Isabella Rossellini, as they looked in cat on a hottin roof or blue velvet, to my 16yr old eyes she was hot and sexylooking.
One night she came to the door instead of her daughter or her daughter'sAmerican "friend" . On this night she made Smalltalk, I put it down tothe alcohol I could smell on her breath. She asked me my name, said sheknew my f****y, it’s a small town, everyone knows everyone, I’d havebeen more surprised if she hadn't known my f****y. She asked what age Iwas and I told her I would be 16 in a few weeks, this being thebeginning of June 1978. “ I’llneed to give you an extra special tipnext week for yourbirthday” she replied, I had to stop myself laughingas she'd never ever given me a tip, neither had her daughter, variousservicemen had tipped me but never the woman or her daughter, I’d neverseen her husband, I didn't even know if there was one ? It turned outthat there wasn’t, he had died when the boat he was on sank in 1965,leaving her to bring up two small girls on her own.

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   I didn't hold outmuch hope for a tip the following week.
I put the whole incident out of my head that night as I finished therounds collecting payments from the remaining homes on my route, I’dforgotten all about it by the time I delivered her milk the followingmorning, and on subsequent mornings for the next week. A week passed andI was out on my evening rounds collecting payments once again, I wasn’tuntil I was about to knock on the door that the promised tip once againentered my head. I wondered if she’d even remember the shortconversation of the previous week. Quickly deciding that she wouldn’tand that in all likelihood she wouldn’t even answer the door herself, Iknocked. I say knocked but I had only raised my fist to give the door arap when it was opened from within. It was the daughter, dressed by thelook of things for a night on the town.
“I’m in a bit of a hurry” she said before I could even open my mouth,“could you come back next week, I’m just on the way out” It was more astatement of fact rather than a request, she wasn’t asking, she wastelling, again, before I could answer, the mother’s voice came fromwithin the house. “Is that the milk-boy?” I could hear her call frominside the house, “tell him to come back once he’s finished hiscollections and I’ll pay him myself. “Rather than wait for the daughterto repeat her mother’s request I just told her I’d heard and I’d be backin an hour for the money, then I left. The home was in a three storeyblock and I had two other customers on the floors above so I took thestairs to the next floor, the daughter’s voice echoing from the landingbelow, telling her mother that I’d be back later, I heard the door slamand the sound of the daughter’s heels disappearing into the distance as Ireached my next customer’s door. I almost forgot to go back, it wasonly the fact that I had to pass close to the building on my way homethat reminded me that I’d said I would return, “a lot of bother for whatwill probably be a pretty small tip” I thought to myself as I enteredthe building and headed for the door, I was already pretty fed up withthe trek through several neighbourhoods that evening and was ready forhome, I still had some last minute schoolwork to catch up on which hadto be handed in before the end of the week. I knocked at the door.


“Come in, the door is open, close it behind you” came a female voice inreply to my knock. Unusual I thought, I’d never been invited into acustomer’s home before? Even if they had to go and look out a payment Iwould always be left standing on the doorstep, regardless of the weatherconditions.

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   Unsure of why I was being invited in, I entered the house,closing the door behind me. It was pretty dark in the house; the hallwaywas practically in complete darkness, the only light coming from a roomon the left which I took to be the living room. “In here” came thevoice from the same room, the door, half open gave no clue as to whatlay inside. “Too d***k to get out of her chair” I thought to myself as Iapproached the door, by now sure there would be no tip, probably nopayment at all, just an excuse about why she couldn’t pay me that night. I pushed the door open as I entered the room, my eyes adjusting to thelight after the darkness of the hallway; I wasn’t seeing the usualtrappings of a f****y room. What I saw was a bed, a large double bed;the light was coming from a lamp on the far side of the room, on adresser against the opposite wall. I couldn’t make out much detail otherthan the bed, the dresser and the light, then I noticed a slightmovement from the direction of the bed.
“Good, you came back , you didn’t think I had forgotten your birthdaytip did you ?” came a voice from the bed, several thoughts raced throughmy head, all accompanied with a large gulp of air, my mind went from“She’s d***k” to “She wants me” back to “she’s d***k” in quicksuccession. The d***k option winning easily, wishful thinking on themiddle option was the stuff of pipedreams or more likely wet dreams for aboy my age. I had no idea what age the lady of the house might be buthad previously surmised that as the daughter was at least ten yearsolder than me; she would have to be in her early to mid-forties atleast? By now my eyes were growing more accustomed to the light and Icould now make out the shape of her as she lay on top of the bed,propped up on a couple of pillows, I could make out the trail of smokefrom the lit cigarette which she was holding in her right hand, herleft, gesturing me to come closer. I shuffled a few short steps closer,stopping at the foot of the bed, trying to look but equally not looking. “Put your bag on the chair and come closer, sit down” her right handwaving in the direction of a chair at the foot of the bed, her leftpatting the bed beside her. I took the moneybag off my shoulder, set itdown on the chair and took another couple of steps closer to where shelay on the bed. “Come on, don’t be shy, I won’t bite you, not unless youwant me to?”
Even from within the haze I’d been in since entering the room I stillremember thinking how corny that had sounded. Two more steps took me tothe head of the bed, where I stopped, still staring at the hand that waspatting the empty space on the bed, desperate not to make eye contact,even more so trying not to let my eyes wander towards her prone figure, Istill hadn’t noticed what she was wearing.

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   “Good boy, now sit downbeside me, you do want your birthday tip, don’t you?”Now I looked upand got my first glimpse of what she was wearing, for a boy of fifteenthe sight was breath-taking, she was wearing a flimsy nightie, almostcompletely see through, short, reaching barely the top of her thighs,even then I could just make out in the dim light that she was wearing nounderwear, no knickers, no panties, no bra! I’d never paid muchattention to her breastsbefore, he hairstyle being her commandingfeature when clothed, although I must have noticed her breasts, theywere impossible to miss, they were big, not too big, just big, insubsequent encounters when she was clothed I often wondered how I couldhave missed them ? They were magnificent, firm, perfectly formed; Icould make out her nipples as they poked at the thin material, pushingit out an extra half inch at least. “She leant away from me to put thecigarette in the ashtray on a bedside table on the other side of thebed, allowing me to watch as her breasts swung away from me, her leftbuttock lifting from the bed, taking the flimsy nightie with it, hernaked thigh and buttock exposed to my view.
I guess I must have let out a small gasp, hopefully an appreciative oneas I heard her chuckle, “Take your coat off, and your shoes and makeyourself comfortable” she said as she turned back towards me, I did, butcomfortable I was not, I sat on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor,my back turned away from her, not daring to look at her magnificentbody again lest I turn to stone. Using my adult knowledge of the femaleform I’d say she was something like a 38, 26, 40, and curved in all theright places, big beautiful titties, not too slim in the waist but with aflat belly for her age which I later found to be 46 at our time ofmeeting and a great big tight beautiful ass, bootylicious I think they’dcall it these days.
At this point all I was studying was my feet, wondering if my socks wereclean. Then I felt her hand on my shoulder, both hands, rubbing my slimboyish shoulders, I still hadn’t grown to anywhere near my adultheight, standing only five foot nine and weighing no more than nine and ahalf stone, she was bigger than me, no doubt about that.
The feel of her touch on my shoulders was like the best feeling I’d everfelt, can’t get better than this I thought, how wrong I was, I can’thonestly say that I was even aroused at this point, stunned would bemore accurate, my mind was racing, wondering if she’d let me touch herbig titties, if I’d get a glimpse of her pussy, infantile juvenilethoughts of your average fifteen year old virgin. As these thoughtscompeted for space in my head I felt her hands move from my shouldersdown over my chest, at the same time I could now feel her nipples pokinginto my back as I felt he shuffle closer to me as I sat stone like onthe edge of the bed. I could feel her breath on the back of my neck,smelling the faint whiff of whisky, “I told you I had a birthday tip foryou, and I’ve made sure we have plenty time for you to enjoy it” shewhispered as I now felt her tongue flicking against the back of my neck,working its way round to my right earlobe which she took between herlips, sucking lightly on it, her hands having now found my nipples,fingers doing little circles round them, I was surprised to feel themharden, and an exquisite sensation run between my earlobe and nipples,the hairs on the back of my neck on end, it was only now I realised thatI was getting hard, harder than I’d ever been before, I’d beenmasturbating since I was twelve and my cock had grown over the years to arespectable seven inches, like most boys my age I’d measured it ! Butnow? now it was much harder than any porn mag or my ragged copy of thehappy hooker had ever managed to make it.
I didn’t dare breathe in case I broke the spell or ruined the moment, Ididn’t know what she intended, would she change her mood if I daredmove, or tried to touch her? Would she come to her senses and throw meout? I was afraid to tempt fate, I need not have worried. I couldn’thelp but arch my neck backwards, so amazing was the feel of her lips andtongue on my neck and earlobe, her right hand slid further down mychest puling my T-shirt from the waistband of my jeans, before returningto join the left attending to my now bared chest and hardened nipples,then down, tracing a line with her finger towards the top of my jeans,as far as she could reach until her hand touched the denim covered headof my hard cock, straining against the buttons and confines of myboxers. I felt her hot breath as she found my hard cock with her hand;she murmured a little “mmmmm” in my ear as she ran her fingers over theoutline of my shaft. Her lips returned to sucking greedily on my lobe asher fingers found the top button of my jeans, popping it open withease, I still had not moved, I still had not spoken a word sinceentering the flat. Another button popped, freeing some of the strain mycock had been feeling, I sighed with relief, arching my back even more,allowing my ass to raise slightly from the bed. She took control,undoing the remaining buttons and worked the jeans down over my thighswhere they fell to the floor.

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She eased me backwards so I lay flat across the bed, her big titsswinging above me, blocking out what little light there was in the room. She sat back upright and I heard her slip the short nightie over herhead, heard it land with a whisper on the bedroom floor. I could feelthat my cock had escaped the confines of my boxers and was now plainlyin her sights. “Right now young Scott, you just lie back and let yourauntie Linda give you a delicious birthday blowjob” Of course she wasn’treally my aunt but it didn’t half sound dirtier and made me harder ifthat was possible. Leaning forward over my head she took my cock in herright hand, giving it a few slow strokes before I felt her spit trickledown onto the mushroom head, her hand drawing the foreskin back beforejoy of joys, I felt her lips enclose around it for my first everblowjob. The slurping noises she was making as she sucked my shaft deepinto her throat sounded so loud in the confines of the room that I wassure the whole building would be able to hear, a gagging gurgling noiseas her mouth reached the base of my cock, then the slurp as she suckedher way back up the shaft, all the while her tongue flicking andlicking, an act my teenage brain could hardly take in.
How did she manage to do that? obviously she’d sucked a lot of cocks inher time and even to my untrained mind I realised that I was luckyenough to not only be getting my first ever blowjob, but to be receivingit from a master or should that be mistress in the art ?

By now my fear of being discovered by a member of her f****y had beenreplaced in my brain by the desire to not only enjoys it but to make themost of it, I now had an overwhelming urge to watch! I wanted to seewhat she was doing, I couldn’t believe my brain, now I wanted to watchwith my own eyes, not just imagine what it looked like? It already feltso good, my best ever wank had never come anywhere close, I wanted towatch her suck me, I needed to watch, in hindsight I think it was thedesire to see, to witness this amazing experience that was preventing mefrom shooting my load down her throat. I’d masturbated often enoughthat I knew how to prolong the experience, when to ease off and slow thepace to make it last longer, to know the signs that told me I was closeto Cumming, right now I was completely under her spell, she was incontrol, while I didn’t want to cum to quickly I was reluctant to speakand break the spell, fearful that if I did speak she might come to hersenses and realise what she was doing and throw me out unsatisfied. Icould feel the muscles in my thighs involuntarily contract as thesensation became more intense.
Linda was quick to pick up on this and eased off on the deep throat jobshe was performing on my dick. Letting my cock slip from her mouth shestarted to slowly lick my shaft, then my balls and inside of my thighs. After a few minutes of this she raised her head from the depths of mygroin and kissing the tip of my cock whispered “Don’t want my milk boyto make an early delivery of his cream now, do we?” Then it was as ifsomething occurred to her, she sat up, shuffled round on the bed untilshe could look me in the eye and said “When do you need to be home?” “About half nine I suppose” I answered, trying to think what time itwould be at this point, not wanting to give her too early a time. “Mmmm,it’s just gone eight now, that gives us a good hour, I reckon a hornyyoung man like you can manage at least two nice big loads in that time,can’t you?” It was more a statement than a question and although Iwanted to say yes, I was too busy trying to guess what she had in storefor me in that hour to reply. I didn’t need to, she’d already made thedecision for me, “This is your first ever blowjob is it not, my littlevirgin milk boy?” She asked. “Yes” I replied, quickly deciding thathonesty was the best policy.

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   “In that case I bet you’ve never eaten apussy either, so that’s what you are going to do, just as soon as Itaste your fresh young load of cum. “She leant across me and arrangedthe pillows in a heap at the head of the bed, taking one in her hand shetold me to move up onto the bed proper and make myself morecomfortable. “Stick this one under your cute bum for me Scott, then youcan watch as Auntie Linda takes your big load of hot cum in her mouth”She said in the sexiest voice I’d ever heard, not hard considering myage and the fact nobody had ever sucked my cock before, far less told methey intended to swallow my load, but to this day I’ve never had anyonetalk to me in such a manner to such effect, I very nearly came on thespot at the sound of her voice and the implications of what she intendedto do.
Once I’d made myself comfortable Linda got to work, she could have hadme shooting my load in seconds if she’d wanted to but she was soconfident that she had time for her plan to be successful that insteadof wanking me with her hands or returning to the blowjob she’dinterrupted a few moments earlier, she crawled up between my legs andleaning forward she engulfed my throbbing cock between her beautifultits. A tit-wank, the stuff of every schoolboys dreams, “All that’smissing is the soap” I thought to myself, a favourite comment among boysmy age when spying a girl or woman with big tits was “I’d love a soapytit-wank from that pair of puppies”
Youthful bravado, none of my friends had ever experienced such adelight, that I knew for a fact despite the odd boast, it wascommonplace at the time especially among older teens and guys I knew whowere even into their twenties who used to tease us younger lads withquestions about our virginity and boasts about their own conquests. Afew I knew who worked in the same job as my father would even try toembarrass me by saying this about my own motherwho was six yearyounger than Linda, they’d say the same about the girl who lived nextdoor to one of my grans who was 21 and had been babysitting for me andmy b*****rs since she was f******n, she was a really beautiful blondeand wouldn’t have given them a second glance, it was her that I had beenpicturing during my first experiments with wanking as a twelve yearold. She was still my favourite fantasy fuck for years after that too,even now in her mid-fifties she is still my fantasy “older woman” stillas beautiful as ever.

These abstract thoughts racing through my head were enabling me to delaymy climax such was the pleasure I was experiencing as she wanked mewith her titties, or rather, I gave her a titty-fuck, raising andlowering my hips to fuck those creamy globes. Linda would stick out hertongue to lick the tip of my cock as it drove its way up between hertits before sucking on the head as if it was a lollypop.
I was growing braver by now and reached out to touch her tits for thefirst time, taking a nipple in each hand and rolling it between fingerand thumb. Linda manuevered so that I could continue to play with hernipples as she again took my cock into her mouth. This was a bit hard todo the way I was lying so I sat up a bit bending my knees and leaningforward to get better purchase on those big hard nipples, I wasdesperate to suck them. Now at last I had a great view of Linda suckingmy hard cock. I managed to rest my upper body weight on my elbows sothat I could watch her titty-fuck my cock and play with her nipples atthe same time, an experience that was short lived when she moved againto suck me, taking those fabulous globes out of reach of my outstretchedarms, and in the process blocking my view with her hair. All I couldsee was the top of her head and I noticed that the roots of her hairwere actually grey! I tried to move her hair out of the way so I couldget a better view but without success.

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   Linda must have realised that herhair was in the way because she stopped for a second to move herposition so she was kneeling at 90 deg to my prone body, giving me amuch better view.
What happened next was one of the sexiest sights I’ve ever had, even tothis day. As she started to lick her way up and down my shaft she turnedher head to look at me, giving me a great big smile, then she kissedthe head of my cock and looking me straight in the eye, mouthed “Thankyou” before planting yet another kiss and licking from one side of mycockhead to the other, muttered “Sweet young pre-cum” to herself andswallowed my whole cock in one go. The sensation was almost too much tobare, I was still desperately trying to prevent myself from cumming,wanting this to last as long as possible, until that was I rememberedthat I didn’t have the luxury of time and had still to be initiated intothe world of pussy eating and maybe even, if I was lucky, a full blownfuck, a chance to lose my virginity, have my cherry plucked, my night tobecome a man, in the words of local parlance “give her a good seeingto”. To use a line from the film“a****l House” released that sameyear, which I’d yet to see but which to this day is still a favourite,“Fuck her brains out, suck her tits” I wanted to do both, all three infact, but first I wanted to eat that pussy.
Linda was really going to town on my cock, the sensation of her tonguelicking the underside of the shaft as her lips created suction, I couldfeel the head of my cock rubbing against the roof of her mouth as shetook the whole length into her throat, then a completely new sensation,she was licking my balls when my cock was deep in her throat, how shemanaged this feat still puzzles me to this day, never mind the fact shewas deep throating me with ease, I gag when I brush my teeth, mine wasobviously not the only cock she’d ever sucked, probably not even thefirst cock she’d sucked that week !. I dare say that if I’d been anAmerican serviceman I would have been paying for the privilege.
Linda seemed to be really enjoying herself, if not she was making a veryconvincing job of pretending to enjoy it. I would happily have spentthe rest of the night in this position but after about five minutesLinda stopped and asked me what the time was? That brought me back toearth without the bump, I looked at my watch and told her it was aquarter past eight, “Better get a move on” she replied before once againburying her face in my crotch and proceeded to suck one of my ballswhile pumping my cock with her left hand. I haven’t been blessed withthe biggest balls in the world and when I was sixteen they were not yetfully developed, so it was no surprise when she took both into her mouthat the same time and started to suck on them like they weregobstoppers. It was actually quite painful, I didn’t want to cry outbut she felt me flinch and eased off on the ball sucking, rolling themaround in her mouth with her tongue, now this I loved, I ceased allattempts to delay my climax any longer and relaxed myself for what layahead.


I could feel my balls tighten in Linda’s mouth, she felt it too and letthem plop out of her mouth with a final slurp. “Time for you to giveyour Auntie Linda to get your cream” she said, winking at me and takingmy cock in both hands she started to up the tempo. My neck was gettingquite sore as I strained to watch her wank me, licking the head of mycock as it started to get even bigger, throbbing, the pulse from my cockwas travelling up my body, I could even feel it in the back of my neck!. My whole body tensed as I could feel the moment of climax approach,“Would you like to see me take you’re cum in my mouth, or do you want tocum all over my face”? she asked.

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   I’d read about women who liked a manto cum on their face in my well-worn copy of Xavaria Hollander’s bookThe Happy Hooker, never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d ever meet awoman who offered to let me do it. “Yes please” I answered, forgettingthat it was an either or question. “Both, you are a dirty boy” Lindalaughed “I’m sure a horny young boy like you has plenty of spunk tosatisfy both our wishes” she continued, increasing the pace of herwanking as she lowered her mouth back onto my cock. I couldn’t hold backany longer, I could feel that my load was about to blow at any momentand tried to relax my whole lower body to allow nature to take itscourse. My head was spinning with the sensations that were runningthrough my body, “Here it comes” I cried as I felt my balls practicallyexplode.
Linda positioned her face above my cock, awaiting the first blast ofcum, I didn’t disappoint as the first spurt blasted her between theeyes, Linda flinched, which meant the second spurt shot straight intothe air, it must have been three foot in the air before it dropped with asplash on the back of Linda’s neck, it would have landed on her beehiveif she hadn’t already recovered and engulfed my cock with her mouth totake the third, then fourth, fifth and sixth spurts of my hot cum. I’dnever cum so much in my life, nor seen my load shoot high into the airbefore. I was still Cumming, smaller spurts as my arse cheeks tensedwhile I tried my best to keep Cumming, my head was spinning, I feltquite faint, my whole body was twitching and shaking as I had my firstreal orgasm.
Only now could I feel that my climax was easing off, my body relaxed,until Linda’s tongue rolled around the head of my cock, dipping the tipinside my japs eye. It was like electric shocks running throughout mybody, the touch of her left hand as she caressed my stomach and chesteventually finding my right nipple, my nipples have always been verysensitive, no more so than on that very first night. I could feel mycock begin to soften in Linda’s mouth as she eventually gave it one lastsuck and let it slip from her mouth to land with a thud on my lowerbelly. Linda sat up and moved closer to me, hovering over my body, shesmiled at me and opened her mouth to let me see it full of my cum, thenshe let it dribble from between her lips, running down her chin to droponto my belly and chest . “Thank you darling that was the biggest loadof cum I’ve ever taken and such a lovely taste too” She lowered her faceand kissed me, her tongue probing my mouth, I could taste my own cum,can’t say I shared her obvious love for it. Linda broke away from thekiss and proceeded to lap up all the cum from my body, I swear she waspurring like a cat as she did it. Before too long she’d completed hertask, smacking her lips she looked up at me and said “Now it’s your turnto taste Auntie Linda.

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Linda instructed to get up from the bed, something I had a littletrouble doing for a few seconds seeing as the experience I’d just gonethrough had left me quite weak at the knees. I was bathed in sweat, myhead still spinning from that first ever orgasm, quite out of breath. Mynormally shy demeanour had returned and I was suddenly aware of mynakedness as I stood at the side of the bed, Linda had no reservations,as she passed me a pillow, saying “Here, kneel on this; it will savethose skinny little knees of yours. ” I must have looked very awkward,standing there naked with a pillow in my hands, feeling suddenlyself-conscious I was holding the pillow in front of myself, hiding mynow deflated hard-on. This didn’t stop me taking the opportunity tofinally get a really good look at Linda’s naked body. To my sixteen yearold eyes she looked magnificent, a vision of perfection, she wasn’twhat you would call slim, full figured would describe her body better,those big beautiful breasts, which had seen better days I suppose andwere beginning to sag slightly, her waist, a bit too thick if you werebeing ultra-critical, not fat, but showing the merest signs of a paunch,or “grunt” as we call it in this country (gut hanging over the cunt),but definitely not fat, just an inch or two thicker than would be calledperfect. Her hips and ass? mmmmmm, I think that’s where my lifelonglove of a nice big ass came from, the Beyoncé or J-Lo bootylicious butt. Nice wide hips, beautiful round ass, still high and firm, not headingsouth that’s for sure.
I hadn’t realised that I was still standing there staring until Linda’svoice broke the spell her naked body had cast over me, “Are you goingto stand there staring or are you going to lick my cunt “? This broughtme back to the present, my line of vision switched to Linda’s face as mybrain took in what she was saying.
Linda swung her body round so that she was lying across the bed with herknees on the edge, feet dangling, legs spread wide enough for me tokneel in between them. “Get on your knees and lick my pussy, there’s agood boy, I sopping fucking wet down there and really need to cum beforemy head blows off” Never one to decline to do as and elder told me Idropped the pillow on the bedroom carpet and kneeled on it, resting ahand on each of her thighs. Just touching her naked legs was enough formy young cock to start twitching, I’d never experienced consecutive hardon's before but then I’d never been with a naked woman before either,this moment alone was beyond anything I’d ever dreamed of, here I waskneeling between the naked thighs of a woman, staring at her obviouslywet pussy. Linda’s pussy hair was neatly trimmed, shaved around herpussy lips with what would now be called a “landing strip” of pubic hairabove.
I thought all pussies looked like this and would find out in laterconquests and relationships that this was not the case, it was theseventies after all, still the era of the natural bush, by the time theshaven pussy became more fashionable I would be fucking women who’dgrown up during a different kind of bush era and still sported a fullblown jungle covering their cunts. Younger men don’t know how lucky theyare these days, not having to hack their way through a forest of hair,or experience a hairball stuck in the back of their throat after eatingout their lady, even worse the pubes stuck between the teeth or what weused to call “fanny rash” a redness of the lower face which was a signthat someone had been having themselves a “prawn sandwich” named afterthat lingering aroma of pussy juice which resembled the smell of acertain brand of prawn flavoured potato crisps.

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Linda reached between her legs and used her fingers to spread her pussylips, giving me a close up view of the wet pinkness within. I was still abit apprehensive, unsure what was expected of me, she’d told me to lickher pussy so that’s what I did. I bent my head close to that elusiveprize, getting my first whiff of the smell of pussy, not too bad Ithought, I could get used to it, I nervously poked my tongue out to havemy first tentative taste of pussy, that treasure, the dream of nearlyevery young boy who’s ever wanked reading a dirty book or jizz mag. I’dseen my first pussy in a damp copy of Penthouse found under a bush nearmy home when out playing with mates when I was about eleven, it wasamazing, the stuff of dreams and boyhood bragging. It wasn’t until acopy of a Dutch mag came into my possession by similar means, found inan abandoned house we used to play in, that I realised that thePenthouse was pretty tame, this mag had cocks, women sucking them, beingfucked by them, big hard cocks shooting what looked like gallons of cumall over their faces, from that day on I always preferred to look atcumshots, fuck pics didn’t really arouse me but show me a pic of a womantaking a load on her face and it was an instant boner. The first sightof a man taking a load on his face didn't happen until for many yearsuntil the advent of the internet, that gave me a boner too! I just lovelooking at and watching cumshots, I hadn’t realised as I knelt betweenLinda’s legs that she still had my cum all over her face.
I gave her pussy a few tentative licks before looking up at her faceseeking approval, only then did I notice the long streak of cum whichwas zig zagging across Linda’s face, Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust entered myhead, her eyes were closed and she was playing with her nipples, sherealised I’d stopped and opened her eyes, lifting her head to see what Iwas doing. “Am I doing it right ?” I asked. “You are doing just finebaby” she replied, “Just you go for it, get your tongue and lips inthere, lick and suck like your life depended on it”. She lowered herright handed and placed a finger on a hard looking little lump hiddenunder the top of her pussy lips, I say little but it must have been overhalf an inch long. “This is my clit, honey, suck and lick this andAuntie Linda will soon be Cumming buckets” That’s all I needed, a bit ofinstruction, no sooner had she lifted her finger from her clit than Iwas straight in there. I took the hard clit between my lips and gave it asuck, Linda moaned, a series of Oooh's and Aaaahs and deep growls that Ifound a real turn on, and gave me another idea, I’d nibbled her nipplesand she’d liked it, why not try nibbling on her clit ?. As soon as Itook her clit between my teeth and flicked my tongue across it, adding alittle pressure to the bite the effect was immediate. “That’s it baby,that’s it, nibble on my clit, suck it, lick it, bite it, make me cumbaby”.
FUCK! I thought, this is amazing, I thought I was an instant expert, ittook a while to realise that all women were not the same, not all clitswere the same, some were harder to get off the starting block and on theroad to a climax.

 

   This clit was a perfect starter’s practice object;Linda was getting really into giving me a master class in making a womancum.
“Stick a couple of fingers in my cunny baby, fuck me with your fingerswhile you eat my clitty” I was a good boy, always did what an adult toldme, it wasn’t easy to do without dislocating my wrist but I managed tostick two fingers into her pussy, she was sopping wet, I thought she’dpeed on my hand, I had a lot to learn. I lifted my fingers to my noseand sniffed, it didn’t smell like pee so I figured I was just mistaken,Linda’s plea “Don’t stop baby, don’t stop, auntie is really close”settled it for me so I went back to work finding her clit with my tongueso I could get it between my teeth again. My fingers also went back towork, I’d managed two in her wet pussy so I tried to get a thirdinvolved in the action, they slipped right in, even though they weregetting in the way of my attempt to nibble and lick Linda’s clit.
I couldn’t figure out how to avoid poking myself in the nose with mythumb so changed my method of attack, swapping a finger for my thumbwhich had two effects. Firstly my thumb was now rubbing the underside ofher clit with each stroke and secondly the finger it had replaced wasnow prodding at her arsehole as I frigged her. By now I was beginning tothrow caution to the wind and decided to be a bit adventurous, I’d seenthe odd picture of women being fucked in their arse and wondered ifLinda had ever given this a try ?. My finger was well coated with herpussy juices which appeared to be flooding from her gaping cunt, so Itried prodding the free finger into Linda’s waiting arse hole. I wassurprised that it slipped in as easily as it did; now I had two fingersand my thumb in her pussy and a finger in her arse. “Oh my God, Scott,that feels fucking amazing, don’t stop, don’t stop, finger that pussy,fuck my arse hole with that finger, oh my God, my clit is on fire, biteit, suck it, suck it harder Scott, I’m going to cum, make me cum baby,make me cum” If I wasn’t already hard then Linda’s pleading and moaningwould have given a dead man a hard on. With my free hand I grabbed holdof my cock and started to wank it furiously, it needed some lubricationso I wiped my palm across my face and chin which were wet with herjuices and returned the hand to my hard cock, slowing down the pace abit, I didn’t want to cum before she did.
Linda must have been close to Cumming, she lifted her leg and dug herheels into my back, crossing her legs at the ankles to try and f***e myface even deeper into her pussy, her thighs were squeezing my head and Iwas finding it increasingly difficult to breath. I tried breathingthrough my nose and practically inhaled her short pubic hair, if shedidn’t cum soon I was going to pass out or hyperventilate. I could tellthe moment was close as her legs were beginning to shake, her whole bodywas beginning to tremble, her heels dug even further into my back,“Don’t stop now, faster, faster” she cried out. I stopped nibbling onher clit and taking it between my lips I sucked for all I was worth,flicking my tongue from side to side as I sucked.

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  What happened nextnearly frightened the life out of me, she came, and came hard, her wholebody shaking, her thighs squashing my head holding it in place, Icouldn’t move, then she started to squirt, hot fluid pumping in shortbursts, once, twice, three times, each one longer than the last,squirting all over my face and chest, I thought for sure that she waspeeing on me this time. It was many years before I discovered that a lotof men would have been extremely jealous that the very first pussy Iever ate belonged to a squirter, can’t say I’ve been disappointed thatI’ve never found another, it’s an acquired taste in some respects andI’ve never been fully convinced that she wasn’t actually peeing on mewhen it happened, that night or on many of the subsequent nights when Iate that otherwise delicious cunt. Every other pussy I’ve eaten hasfailed to live up to Linda, might simply be down to the fact she was myfirst, might even be down to the fact she would squirt at least seventimes out of every ten that I sucked on that beautiful clitty ?.
She seemed to hold me in that vicelike grip for what felt like forever,probably lasted no more than a minute or two as her body continued toshake and quiver, I’d stopped sucking on her clit but was still fingerfucking her furiously, giving her clit an occasional lick. Linda wassoftly moaning, her teeth seemed to be chattering as if she wassuffering from hypothermia, every time I’d lick her clit she’d cry out,“Oh my god, Oh my God, Oh my God” I didn’t know what else to do ?
I’d no idea what was expected of me but she seemed to be liking what Iwas doing, I figured if I was doing something wrong she would havereleased me from her grip by now. I’d stopped stroking my cock andbrought the hand up to run my fingers across her trembling belly, sheseemed to like this as well, I was trying to play with one of her titsbut they were tantalisingly out of reach, it was immaterial some secondslater when Linda relaxed her grip on me and grabbed me by the hair,pulling me up from the floor.
Linda released my hair and sat up to face me, “That was the mostincredible orgasm I’ve ever had in my whole fucking life you sweet boy,you are fucking, fucking amazing. God boy, that can’t be the first timeyou’ve ever eaten a pussy, it just can’t be?” She kissed me, nearlyeating my face in the process, her tongue entering my mouth, working itsway round my teeth before finding my own. I was still a bit out ofbreath but did my best to reciprocate, she sucked on my tongue, then mybottom lip giving it soft nibbles, she was still shaking and our teethkept banging together. Her hands were all over me, rubbing up and downmy back, grabbing my arse cheeks, squeezing them then grabbing my headto pull my mouth closer. I tried to return her urges though I was a bitlimited, just a touch on her back had her shivering, an attempt to playwith her tits had her meowing like a cat, shaking and pulling away fromme, only to pull me even closer, squashing her breasts against my chestso I couldn’t reach her nipples. After a few minutes she drew back,looked me in the eyes and said “I don’t care what the time is, you haveto fuck me, fuck me now Scott, I want you inside me”
“Oh my God” I thought to myself, “It was one thing lying back andgetting my first blowjob, another experiencing my first ever taste ofpussy, but my first fuck? face to face, looking each other in the eyes,with a woman thirty years older than me? not far short of being oldenough to be my grandmother? If all that had gone before had not beendaunting enough, the prospect of my first ever fuck? a word I would inlater life hate when used in this context, seeing it as a bitdisrespectful to the partner in the act, ok, I’m a bit old fashioned inthat respect, wouldn’t go too far though, suffice to say I find it farsexier and much more of a turn on when someone says “Make love to me”,on the West coast of Scotland “Fuck me” is more often used as anexclamation of disbelief, usually when something unexpected happens, buthere I was, a few days shy of my sixteenth birthday and a forty sixyear old woman who despite her age I found attractive in an experienced,very well preserved, sexually alluring way, was telling me to fuck her. Which brings me to my next problem, not the time constraint, not mywillingness to perform the act, and definitely not the physical abilityto perform? That husky voice, those big brown eyes, those hot full lips,think Angelina if she was really as beautiful as popular media havetried to convince us she actually is. Linda was way better looking,Isabella Rossellini in her prime, to my eyes she was beautiful, evennow, in here late seventies Linda still looks twenty five years younger,not that I’d be having sex with a seventy six year old woman, would I ?We did have the odd “birthday” encounter until she was into hersixties, she ended these trysts, not me, though I’d reached the sameconclusion myself the previous year but couldn’t bring myself to broachthe subject.
Linda took control, “I want you to fuck me from behind” this confused mefor a second, I thought she wanted me to fuck her in the arse, ok soI’d fingered her butt briefly but sticking my cock in there ? for myfirst ever fuck? Well I wasn’t sure about that.

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   Linda rolled over ontoher front, tucking her knees up under herself, her big shapely bumsticking up in the air, I was still unsure. She reached back with bothhands and spread her pussy-lips, now I caught on; she wanted me to fuckher pussy from behind. I’d seen the pictures, I’d read the stories, nowit was time to do the business and experience it for real. It took a bitof fumbling on my part and the assistance of Linda’s hand to guide mein the right direction; I wasn’t prepared for the feeling once I hit theright spot. The heat from the inside of Linda’s pussy was prettyintense, I thought my cock was going to burn, hot and wet and whenLinda’s pussy muscles gripped my cock? I thought I’d died and gone toheaven.
When Linda pushed back on my cock I nearly fell over, I wasn’t preparedfor it, I wasn’t prepared for the sensation either, she’d released thegrasp of her muscles as she pushed back and tightened them as she movedforward again, I thought she was going to either pull my cock off by theroots or pull me onto the bed on top of her. I put my hands on her hipsto brace myself and realised this might just be what I was supposed todo.
It was up to me to make sure she didn’t pull all the way off my cock;likewise it was my job at this point to brace myself when she pushedback onto me again. It was my first time after-all, I wasn’t yet versedin the niceties of fucking “doggy style”, after about thirty seconds ofthis I’d had a eureka moment and realised this must be what doggy stylewas, I’d often heard the term when listening to the youthful boasts ofmy mates, might even have used it myself ?. I recalled one boy relating atale of his “latest” conquest, when describing how he “rode her doggystyle” his display of gyrations made me think he had actually been on ahorse. Reminded me of youngsters coming out the cinema after watching awestern, and riding their imaginary horse all the way home. So this wasriding doggy style was it? I liked it, mainly because I didn’t need tolook Linda in the face, due to my own embarrassment more than anything,under normal circumstances I wouldn’t mind looking, to tell the truth Ialways hoped she would answer the door when I was on my weeklycollection route, even daydreamed early in the morning that she wouldopen the door as I delivered her milk, dressed in something flimsy. Thatdream came true quite often after that night, even if it was just for aquick kiss, it wasn’t long before those early morning kisses lost thetaste of alcohol from her breath, I only had to remark on it once andthat was that, she’d drank because she was lonely, from then on shedidn’t, the odd glass now and again, but that was all.
I couldn’t help it, I was fucking, and fucking hell, it felt good, I hada grin like a Cheshire cat and even punched the air at one point untilLinda looked back at me over her shoulder and said “If you are punchingthe air like you just scored the winning goal in the cup final I’ll biteyour cock off with my cunt muscles” She punctuated this by giving it atighter than up to now, normal, squeeze. Hands quickly returned to herhips, though I did give an extra firm thrust as she drove her arse backonto my cock, “cocky little bastard aren’t you” she said, “Enough of thefunny stuff, I need fucked and you are going to fuck me, now let me up,my knees are cramping” I stopped and withdrew, not sure what wouldhappen next, Linda simply rolled onto her back and beckoned me with afinger, I approached the bed and stopped, awaiting instruction.

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   Shepatted her pussy and said “ok big boy, climb on board, auntie Lindaneeds some more of that cock before I send you home with your ballsdrained. ” I climbed onto the bed as Linda spread her legs to accommodateme, giving me instructions as to how to support my weight on my elbowsbefore and after I entered her. She then bent her knees and spread herlegs wide, guiding my cock with both her hands till she was happy that Iwas correctly situated to penetrate her.
This felt even better if such a thing was possible, tight and wet andhot, plus I could now get one of those nipples in my mouth, still wastoo embarrassed to look at her while we fucked, if I did I was sure I’dlose my hard-on, Linda settled that awkward theory by telling me to kissher. I needn’t have worried, though I did close my eyes the first time,her kisses were passionate, the same quivering lipped, teeth knocking,tongue wrestling kisses of earlier when she’d cum as I ate her pussy. Fuck it was sexy, such a turn on, this older woman who I thought couldprobably get any man, as long as they were single and over 35, or youngand lonely and thousands of miles from home, or young and thought theirmates wouldn’t find out, or like me, young, virgin and with a thing forthat sexy older lady on their delivery route. I didn’t care, I thoughtshe was beautiful at that moment, and for a few years after too, evenafter I was married, by which time all her f****y had gone, bothdaughters having married US servicemen and moved to the states, theycame home every few years to visit and she went over there the odd timetoo, the rest of the time she was alone, but not lonely.
I visited at least once a week till I married, then it was once a monthafter that, then a couple of times a year which petered out toanniversaries of our first time. She moved to the states to live withone of her daughters when she retired from work and it was a recentmeeting after not seeing each other for years which prompted me to writethis. A few months ago I was in my local supermarket when I saw thisold woman approaching me; I didn’t really pay much attention to her,just another pensioner doing her shopping. She was accompanied by astunning looking girl who looked to be in her late teens or earlytwenties, it was she that caught my lecherous forty nine year old eye. Iwas trying to get a good look at her without appearing to be gawpinguntil she got to about five feet away and her face took my breath away.

It was a younger looking version of the Linda I had known looking backat me, no mistaking those features, it was only then I looked at the“old woman” she was smiling at me, “She is very beautiful isn’t sheScott ?” “Nearly as beautiful as her gran” I replied, quickly recoveringmy composure. “How are you Linda? Are you home for a holiday?” Iquickly asked. “Yes we are” she replied, “you still know how to flatteran old woman, Claire is actually my great granddaughter.

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  ” That threw me abit, I’d forgotten that Linda’s daughters were both a bit older than meand the youngest would be nearly sixty years old by now. Claire was thegranddaughter of Linda’s oldest daughter, I’d never met her. She hadmarried one of the first US servicemen to be stationed locally who wasstationed in the South of England before I ever met Linda. I didn’t knowwho to look at, Claire was a beautiful young woman, she had her greatgrandmother’s eyes and lips, and raven-black hair, Linda looked stunningfor her age, I tried to see if she had any work done on her facewithout staring but she was quicker than I thought. “Before you ask, ordon’t ask but think, yes, I admit it, I’ve had a wee bit of work done,not a lot just a nip here and a tuck there, nothing drastic. ” “Gran!”Claire squealed, “You can’t go telling complete strangers things likethat!” I had to laugh, I might be a stranger to her but I was certainlyno stranger to her great grandmother. “If there is one thing Scott is,”Linda continued, giving her young companion a smile, “He is certainly nostranger. ” Then giving me a sly wink she added, “And to answer yournext question Scott, I haven’t had everything lifted or tightened, Istill have the body of a woman half my age. ” “Eeewww, gran that isdisgusting. ” Claire screamed, going bright red in the face. I didn’tknow where to look; my eyes did, despite my best intentions being drawnof their own volition towards her breasts. They looked as magnificent asI’d remembered all those years ago.
I quickly tried to change the subject by asking all the usual politequestions, it turned out that Claire was just about to turn sixteen andLinda’s present was a trip across the Atlantic to visit her mother,grandmother and great grandmother’s home town. She had never been out ofthe states before and was a keen student of the history of the femaleside of her f****y tree and its origins. Unusual for a young girl in the21st century but it delighted Linda who hadn’t been home in ten yearsand wasn’t sure if this would be her last chance to visit.

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   We chattedfor nearly an hour, Linda asking after my own f****y while I asked whoall was over here with them for their visit. I didn’t know Claire’smother or father and had barely known Linda’s other daughter but it wasgood manners to ask. It turned out that they were visiting bythemselves, just the two of them. Most of Linda’s contemporise hadpassed away, her old neighbourhood had changed completely, the houseshaving been demolished several years earlier and replaced by new homes,with new tenants. Linda didn’t know any of the people who lived in thearea now and besides, having been a pretty private person in her youngerdays, she hadn’t socialised with many of her neighbours. The fact thatshe and her daughters had a bit of a reputation locally for being overfriendly with American servicemen it wasn’t much of a surprise that shedidn’t have many old friends who were still alive or lived in the town.
Linda told me I was the first friendly face they’d met since they’darrived in town two days earlier, they were pretty much restricted tostrolling about the town seeing as Linda had never driven and Claire wastoo young to drive in this country. They’d planned a shopping trip toGlasgow and Edinburgh towards the end of their three weeks in Scotlandbefore spending the last week of their holiday in London to do the wholetourist trip thing with visits to Buckingham Palace and shows in theWest End. This meant that they would spend the next two weeks confinedto the town limits, not a great distance in it; you could walk from oneend of the town to the other in fifteen minutes. I offered my servicesas driver to take them to visit the outlying countryside and beaches ifthey got bored and found themselves at a loose end. Linda declined,saying that it might be better if I didn’t. Claire looked puzzled andasked why Linda was reluctant to accept my offer? “It’s complicated”Linda told her, “I’ll explain it to you later” I repeated my offer,saying I was sure something could be worked out to accommodate theirneeds? Linda slapped me on the arm and told me to behave myself, whichleft Claire even more puzzled, “I’ll explain that to you later too” shesaid with a laugh. When we parted Linda was still refusing my offer tobe their chauffeur during their stay, she wouldn’t even allow me to givethem a lift back to their hotel saying it was a beautiful day and theycould walk there in ten minutes.

As Linda gave me a goodbye hug and a peck on the cheek I slipped Clairemy card with my mobile number on it, giving her what I thought was afriendly wink, all the while resisting the urge to give Linda a properkiss, then deciding to take the risk I turned my head to meet her lips,slipping my tongue between them and running it quickly across her teeth. Linda turned her body slightly to hide her left side from Claire’s viewand gave my groin a quick squeeze, lingering to run a fingernail alongthe length of the outline of my cock.

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   Whispering in my ear “Just for oldtimes’ sake. ” Before patting me on the bum and telling Claire it wastime to go, she walked off. Claire surprised me by giving me a hug and apeck on the cheek, saying “Thank you, you have made her very happy,that is the happiest I’ve seen her in a long, long time. ” She went torun after Linda who hadn’t even looked back but I stopped her, saying“Talk her into accepting, even if I just take the two of you a shortdrive into the countryside to one of the villages or beaches for an houror two, tell her not to worry about anything. ” Claire smiled and ranoff out the supermarket door, giving me a quick wave as she disappearedfrom sight. That was recently, more of that later, but that first nightwas not yet over.
I opened my eyes, and looked into hers, she looked to be on the verge ofcrying, her eyes brimmed with tears. I stopped my tentative hip thrustsand asked her, “What’s wrong, am I hurting you?” “No,” she replied,stroking my hair, “No, you’re not hurting me, I just think this iswrong, so wrong, I shouldn’t be doing this, we shouldn’t be doing this,yet it feels so good, I’ve not felt this happy in a long time. ” I put myfinger to her lips, shushing her to stop her protests. “You are doingnothing wrong,” I told her. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be,you have no idea how many times I’ve fantasised about this in the lastcouple of years” I told her how it was an early morning daydream of mineto imagine her answering the door dressed only in a flimsy nightie justso I could get a glimpse of her beautiful breasts. She blushed, herneck turning a deep pink as I bent my head to take a nipple between myteeth, giving it a little nibble. I shifted my weight onto my legsraising myself up onto my knees, taking hold of her bum cheeks in bothhands, pulling her lower body closer. Then I took hold of her thighs andraised her legs off the bed, she anticipated my thoughts and lifted herlegs higher to rest her calves on my shoulders crossing her anklesbehind my neck. I shuffled my body closer, penetrating her further as Idid, “Much better” I whispered, hands free now to do as I wished.

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I didn’t move, finally getting the chance to have a good look at thissexy woman below me. “What are you doing?” she asked, laughing softly. “Having a good look at the sexy woman who has taken my virginity,” Ianswered, smiling back at her. “Flattery will get you nowhere youngman. ” She replied, “You’ll need to do better than that to get into myknickers. ” “Oh but I’ve no intention of getting into you’re knickers. ” Iresponded, “Besides, I’ve already got you out of them, why would I wantto wear them?” She laughed again, a deep throaty laugh, reaching out totake both my hands, guiding them towards her breasts. I took one ineach hand, gently squeezing them as I flicked my thumbs across her hardnipples. She covered my hands with her own and squeezed, encouraging meto be a bit rougher with my fingers. It was the first I’d ever been thisclose to a pair of bare breasts so I was still a bit wary about what Icould or should do with my hands, I didn’t want to hurt her. It seemedlike the rougher I was with my fingers, the more I squeezed, the harderher nipple became under my thumbs. I had a vision of my squeezing tohard and her nipples flying off and hitting me in the eye, I just had tolaugh, which had Linda giving me a quizzical look. “Sorry,” I laughed. “I just had an image of your nipples flying off because I squeezed toomuch. ” She slapped me on the shoulder, “No chance of that happening,I’ll tell you if you are being too rough, I love having my tits playedwith, most men think they are like dials on a radio and just give them aquick twist to get the right channel before giving a woman’s pussy afew quick thrusts, shoot their load then roll off, fart and fall asl**psnoring.

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  ” I faked a huge yawn which made her laugh again and got meanother slap across the shoulder. “You are lucky I can’t reach yourbackside with my hand or you’d be black and blue my boy. ” She giggled,rocking her hips from side to side as she tightened her grip with herankles behind my head, drawing her knees back to pull me closer so shecould plant a kiss on my forehead. “Now less of the jokes, I want you toget that arse of yours moving and fill my cunny with that nice hardcock of yours, you better make me cum again so I can squirt my pussyjuices all over your big dick, then I’m going to take it in my mouth andlick all my lady cum from it before swallowing another big load of boyspunk. ”

I swear my cock grew another inch when she said that, I’d never been soturned on,justwhen I thought she couldn’t arouse me any more thanshe already had that evening she’d done it again. I better not fuck thisup and cum too soon, I wanted to watch her take my cum in her mouth,“Better not to think about that scenario. ” I told myself, “It will bemuch better to experience it rather than be left apologising for notholding on till she came. ” Linda started to grind her pussy into mygroin, “Enough chit-chat, we don’t have all night, you better fuck menow or get your clothes on and go home. ” Linda said, trying to lookstern barely resisting the temptation to laugh. I wiggled my hips inreturn, before pulling back till just the head of my cock was inside herbefore driving deep inside her hot wet pussy as she tightened her cuntmuscles around my shaft. A few more strokes and we quickly found arhythm, Linda would tighten her grip on my shaft as I plunged insideher, my balls slapping her arse, then relax a moment before tighteningas I withdrew. I leant back as far as I could so I could reach down withmy left hand to find her clit, taking it gently to rub it between myfinger and thumb. Linda moaned, I stopped playing with her clit as Ire-entered the depths of her quim then rubbed again on the outstroke. Linda moaned again, I quickened the pace, re-doubled my attention to herclit making her moan even louder. “Yes, yes, yes” she cried, “likethat, just like that, don’t stop, don’t ever stop.

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  ” Sweat was pouringfrom my forehead, my back was soaked, Linda’s legs were starting to slipfrom my shoulders, it was difficult for me to keep fucking her, playingwith her clit and keep the same position.
I grabbed hold of Linda’s left leg with my free right hand to keep it inplace and she let the other slip from my shoulder, spreading it as wideas she could. I heaved her right leg as high as I could, lifting herbum off the bed, shuffling forward on my knees to keep her arse in theair by resting it on my thighs. Positions re-arranged we continued,finding our old rhythm with ease, much better, I felt I could get evendeeper inside her. Linda’s cries continued and increased in volume as Iplunged deeper, grunting with the f***e as my balls slapped her arse. Eventually this position became tiring too, my legs were beginning tocramp, “Stop, stop. ” Linda cried, “Let me go on top. ” I withdrew fromher pussy and sat back on my heels as Linda rolled over to give me roomto lie down. “Ok big boy, time for aunt Linda to get her rocks off. ”She swung her left leg over my body and sat on my thighs, taking my cockin both hands, giving it a few firm strokes. Then she raised her buttfrom my legs and moved forward positioning herself above my cock whichshe still held in her right hand. Then she maneuvered it till she foundwhat she was looking for, the entrance to her waiting pussy. She strokedthe head of my cock backward and forwards over her clit a few timesbefore lowering herself onto it with a satisfied sigh.
Linda was in control, I was a mere passenger, at least I could play withthose big titties that were swinging above me, I was in heaven. I tookone in each hand and squeezed them, kneading them like dough, just theway she liked it, I hoped.

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   Linda looked as if she was enjoying it asmuch as I was, her head shaking from side to side, eyes closed, mouthopen, she would raise herself up until just the head of my cock wasinside her then plunge her hips downward till her arse slapped down onmy thighs. She was leaning back as far as she could, her left hand on myknee, her left playing with her clit, driving herself into a state ofsexual frenzy by the look of things. I’d never imagined sex might be asgood as this, if this was what it was like my first time then I thoughtthe next time would kill me. My heart was racing, bl**d pumping from mybrain to my cock which felt as if it was going to explode, I wasn’tready to cum just yet, it was just throbbing that much that I reallythought it would blow up. I was beginning to feel light headed, my headwas spinning, I could feel my heart beating in my head, only poppershave ever come close to the feeling I experienced that night. Linda waswailing like a woman possessed, I was expecting the police to burst inthe door any second to rescue her from a deranged killer. “Sshh, sshh,you’ll have the neighbours calling the police. ” I told her, “They’llthink you are being murdered. ” It suddenly occurred to me that if thiswas what she was like with a first-timer like me then the neighbourswould probably be used to the nocturnal noises that came from Linda’shome when she had a visitor, no wonder she’d arranged for her daughterto go out for the night, nobody could live with a racket like this? Notthat I was complaining, I was loving every second of it, as long as shecame before the fire brigade broke down the doors with axes.


I was to learn that this wasn’t a normal outpouring by Linda, thecircumstances of the night were having a greater than average effect onher sexually. She’d reached the point of no return, and had an extratreat in store for me. Suddenly, instead of plunging back down onto mythrobbing cock Linda withdrew completely, sitting back on my thighs,legs splayed, teeth gritted, sweat running down her belly to meet herright hand which was furiously frigging her clit. Soft moans hadreplaced her banshee wailing as her hand, like a blur brought her to herclimax. She’d grabbed hold of my cock with her left hand and waspumping it at the same maniac speed as the right, I was seriouslyworried that she was going to tear it clean off. Luckily she came beforethat happened, and if her previous orgasm was a biggie this one waslike a tsunami.

 

   As she came she made little squeaking noises, like thebleating of a lamb or baby guinea pig, if it hadn’t been accompaniedwith what can only be described as a flood of pussy juice, like someoneemptying a bucket over my cock, stomach and chest, splashing off thatinto my face, then I might well have burst out laughing.
Gush after gush, I didn’t even try to count, I even put my hand acrossmy face briefly to protect myself, if she had been sitting on my face Iwould have drowned. She didn’t stop frigging her clit until the waves ofshe-cum subsided, her moans replaced by a slurping sound which onremoving my hand from my face I saw was her hand buried in her cunt,practically fisting herself. It was almost too much for me to take, Inearly came there and then without touching my cock, to prevent that Iraised myself up and wrapped my arms round her. She kissed me, well shemight have thought it was a kiss, it was more like a wild a****l tryingto devour a cadaver. It felt as if a shark was trying to bite my faceoff, she was completely out of control, my attempt to calm her bystroking her back made things even worse, her whole body was shaking,she was trembling from head to foot, she stopped fingering her pussy andclung to me tightly, whispering in my ear “I love you, I love you, Ilove you” That took me by surprise alright, I didn’t know what to say ordo, I stroked her hair and asked her if she was ok? “Ok? Ok? I’m betterthan ok you sweet, sweet boy, I’ve never felt better in my life. ” Shetook hold of my face in both hands, those big brown eyes staring wildlyat me, she kissed me on each eye, then the tip of my nose, then my lipsand back to my forehead, repeating the route over and over withincreasing urgency. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had in my life,without doubt, the best ever, thank you, thank you. ” I knew I’d had verylittle to do with it, she’d done all the hard work by herself, I wasjust along for the ride, holding on by the seat of my bare arse. Asusual with men my cock thought otherwise and gave an involuntary twitchwhich slapped softly against the crease of her arse. “Next time, myrampant friend, next time,” she said, reaching behind her back andrubbing my cock against the crease in her arse cheeks with the palm ofher hand. I had no idea what she meant and mistakenly thought that thecherry busting was over for the evening, I was wrong, she was referringto something else entirely, my cock going where my finger had brieflybeen earlier that evening, but not tonight, there just wasn’t time, atthat point in the adventure it never entered my head that there would be“another time” boy was I wrong.
The grand finale was aboutto begin and again I was a mere spectator,Linda was determined to swallow another load from my cock and set aboutthe task with renewed vigour. If I was going to have to watch then Iwanted to try something I’d seen in that Dutch jizz mag. I got Linda tolie on her back and I straddled her, I wanted to fuck her tits while shesucked my cock.

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   Ok so I don’t have the biggest cock but it haddeveloped as big as it was ever going to get when I was sixteen. I wasproud of my seven and a half inches, it waspretty thick too, so Ithought, four inches in circumference. Every man wants a bigger cock andI was no different, Linda told me that men come into three categories,showers, growers and liars. I am a grower, soft my cock was barely twoinches long and an inch thick, I came in for some ribbing in the schoolshowers and from some so called friends when in my late teens, didn’tstop me having as much success with the ladies as I wanted or needed. Not that I went looking for too much, my mates might spend the weekendtrying to chat up any available female and quite a few who weren’tavailable, guys also think they are better looking than they actuallyare, more intelligent, wittier and an all-round great catch, I thoughtthen and still think that most mean are what rules their heads, pricks,every one of them, me included.


Now I was in control for once, doing my best not to put my weight on topof Linda I eased my cock in the direction of her waiting breasts. Lindaengulfed my erection between her fleshy globes and squeezed themtogether. My cock was amply lubricated with Linda’s pussy juice andslipped in and out of her titty tunnel with ease, each time my ballsreached her tits with a slap she leant her head forward and took thehead of my cock between her lips, running her tongue around and aroundin little circles, poking it as far into the slit as she could, I couldhave spent all night in this position, so relaxing, so horny looking,the sight of my own cock disappearing between Linda’s big tits andreappearing only to enter her waiting mouth, her face a picture ofsexual contentment as she sucked on the mushroom head. The head of mycock was unbearably sensitive after the amount of attention it had takenthat evening and each time Linda sucked on it a thrilling shiver ranthrough my whole body. I was approaching the point of no return within afew minutes, “I can’t take much more of this,” I told her, “I could cumany second now. ” That was all the encouragement Linda needed, shepropped herself up a bit further on the bed and took hold of my cockwith her right hand, pulling me towards her waiting mouth. Linda tookall of my cock straight into her throat, repeating her earlier trick oflicking my balls with her tongue when it was as deep as it would go. This was just what my cock was looking for, the incentive it took toempty another load on Linda’s face and in her mouth. Linda was massagingmy balls and could feel them tighten, a finger stroking my perineum,applying pressure to it to massage my prostate. My arse cheeks tightenedas I felt my load prepare to fire, Linda gave the shaft one last longsuck and slipped it from her mouth, keeping her mouth wide open, wankingme with one hand while continuing to apply a steady pressure to myprostate via the perineum, next time she’d introduce me to a differentmethod of massaging that particular part of my body.

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   “Tell me when,”Linda said, looking up at me, “I don’t want to lose a single drop. ” Nosooner were the words out of her mouth than I felt the moment arrive,“NOW!” I cried out, barely a second before the first spurt of cum flewfrom my cock straight into Linda’s mouth and down her throat with agurgle, quickly followed by a second and a third, Linda had to close hermouth to swallow and the fourth thick rope of cum hit her square in theface, covering her from chin to forehead before she could get her mouthover the head of my cock which continued to pump what felt like a pintof hot jizz down her throat.
Linda kept sucking, pumping my shaft with her fist until I started to gosoft in her hand, only then did I realise that every muscle in my bodywas straining, my barely developed abdominals were screaming at me fromthe tension I’d put them under as I came. My jaw ached from clenching myteeth as I tried to delay the moment of release, “You really need tolearn to just let go sweetheart,” Linda said, looking up at me as shelicked her lips, scooping the cum from her face with her fingers thensucking them clean. “You’ll enjoy it better if you relax and let ithappen, not that I have any complaints, quite the reverse, that has gotto be the most cum I have ever swallowed from a single cock,” shecontinued. I should have been flattered but instead I felt a bit peeved,jealous even at the thought of other men Cumming in Linda’s mouth. Hersingle cock comment also disturbed me, a vision of Linda sucking morethan one cock at the same time entered my head, some might find that aturn on, me ? I didn’t, my immature sixteen year old brain already sawLinda as mine and mine alone, stupid I knew but I couldn’t help beingsixteen and I admit at that point I had already fallen just a little bitin love with her. That didn’t last long, a glance at the alarm clock onthe bedside cabinet told me that it was ten O’clock, I should have beenhome half an hour ago. “Oh shit, look at the time. ” I said, grabbingthe clock and showing it to Linda who was still busy cleaning my cumfrom her face. “So you’ll be home a bit late,” she replied, “at leastyou have a good excuse, you can tell your mother that you’ve been busyscrewing an old woman customer. ” She found this funny, too funny for myliking, it was alright for her, I was still only fifteen, at least forthe next few days and apart from the fact I had still got importanthomework to complete for the morning and would need to be up at 6 am todo my morning round before school there was something even more serious. Where had I been till this time of night ? that’s the question I’d beasked, not only by my parents but by my b*****r that I shared a roomwith. I might be able to come up with a feasible excuse for my mother,although she would be worried in case I’d been mugged for the money I’dcollected from customers that night, I still had to count it and tallythe books before my boss collected it from me, for all I knew he mighteven have been at my home for it as he sometimes did ? Then there was myb*****r, he would be harder to fool, he could read me like a book andwould know that I’d spun a yarn to my parents to throw them off thescent, he’d get it out of me even if he had to pin me to the bedroomfloor to get the truth.
Linda, realised how concerned I was and not wanting me to be put in anawkward position and be f***ed to tell the truth, something that wouldnot go well for her, she hatched a plan as I quickly started to get myclothes back on, by the time I was dressed she had come up with aplausible excuse.

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   Linda got up from the bed as I gathered all my stufftogether and embraced me. “This has been a wonderful night for me, Ihope it’s been all you ever dreamed your first time would be?” she saidas she broke the embrace and took my face in her hands. Good mannerstook over and calmed me down from the panic that had taken over my everythought. “Oh yes,” I replied, “It’s been more than I could ever havewished for, much more. ” I kissed her, a long lingering kiss, anotherfirst time experience to end the night as I tasted my own cum on herlips. Thoughts about that particular taste and wondering why Linda foundit an enjoyable experience filled my head, an acquired taste I decided,after all I had recently tasted my first pussy and it didn’t put meoff, why wouldn’t women and indeed men like the taste of cum? “What areyou thinking?” Linda asked as she ruffled my hair, “nothing,” I replied,“Just stupid stuff, what are you supposed to think when you’ve justtasted your own cum on a woman’s lips?” I asked. Linda laughed, ran herfinger all over her face and under her chin to collect any last traceof my jizz that she had missed with her mouth and then stuck the fingerbetween my lips telling me to suck it clean. Against my better wishes Idid as she commanded and sucked the finger clean, I had to admit thetaste wasn’t that bad, but I didn’t think I’d make a point of trying itagain.
“I’m really glad you enjoyed my little birthday surprise, I was worriedyou’d take fright and run off when you saw this saggy old body. ” Lindacontinued, “I had a vision of you racing home to tell your father andthe police turning up at my door to arrest me for molesting a minor. ” Itwas my turn to laugh, “You have no idea. ” I told her, “Coming into thisroom and seeing you on that bed was like all my Christmas's andbirthdays coming at once, with Easter thrown in for good measure. ” Thisseemed to please Linda no end, she hugged me again, “I’m so glad,” shelaughed, “I so hope you’ll visit this lonely old woman again?” sheasked. There was going to be no problem on that score, I intended tovisit and visit often, her age wasn’t a problem as far as I wasconcerned, that day was the beginning of my desire for older women eventhough for a good few years Linda would be that older woman, I wouldquite happily have made it a permanent and public matter if it was up tome but Linda thought otherwise and I respected her wishes reluctantly. Even after I married, ironically a younger woman, and raised a f****y, Istill continued my illicit trysts with Linda, even if it did peter outinto our annual “birthday” coupling.

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   I didn’t go looking for affairswith older women but I did learn to notice the signs when they were morethan just friendly towards me and always let them make the first move, Isimply made it known to them discretely that I was open to more thanjust a friendly chat. I’ve always been a bit of a loner so I was neverinto the local social scene which revolved around the local bars, anyfirst contact was made in the local supermarket and over a period oftime, and never with married women, there was no way I was going to getin the middle of anyone’s marital problems, it was strictly single womenand widows and always older, a bit difficult as I got older myself, theoldest woman I’ve ever had sex with was seventy six, not one but two,one of which was an amazing “for old times’ sake” encounter which endedwith the tables getting turned on me as I was seduced into sex with awoman at the opposite end of the spectrum.
In the end I told my mother I’d just been slower than usual doing mycollections and on the way home had popped into a friend’s house to givehim a copy of some homework he’d asked me for. I need not have worried,my mother accepted the story without question and I went to my room toget my schoolwork done, my b*****r on the other hand took moreconvincing, in the rush to get dressed I’d mislaid my boxers and hadn’tnoticed until I was undressing for bed, he just had to enter the room atthat very moment and put two and two together and got an impressivefour! “What happened to the boxers you had on this morning?” he asked,“Did you piss yourself at school and have to throw them in a bin?” Hefound this theory very amusing, in an effort to throw him off the scent Iagreed with him and told him that it had been a pair of his I’dborrowed. The ploy didn’t work and he started probing deeper, coming upwith as many amusing reasons for my boxers going missing as he couldthink of. Didn’t take him long to reach one a little too close to thetruth, “I know,” he said, “You met a girl who smiled at you and came inyour pants and had to chuck them in a bush?” Like every other theoryhe’d come up with I just agreed with him, but he must have seensomething on my face because he suddenly leapt on me, pinning me to thebed. “You dirty little bugger, you’ve been getting your end away, admitit, you’ve been dipping your wick in some little tart!”
I was struggling to get free of his grip, we were pretty well matchedand I knew I could best him even if he was two years older than me, thenhe noticed something I hadn’t considered. “You stink of pussy, thesmell of sex from you is reeking,” he practically shouted. I told him tokeep his voice down as he would waken the whole house, I tried toconvince him that he was mistaken but he would have none of it, I had totell him something. “Spill the beans,” he told me, “I want to know allthe juicy details, and leave nothing out, Who, Where, When and mostimportantly, How the fuck did you ever manage to get yourself somepussy?” Tact was not my b*****r’s strong point, he was eighteen and hadfar more experience with women than me, he’d often come home late atnight and would wake me so that he could tell me all the gory details. One night he’d come home with what looked like a small globule of cumhanging from his chin, I didn’t ask and he didn’t tell but there was nomistaking what it was. He had a girlfriend at the time so I put it downto an accident during sex with her and let the matter slide. Back thenthere wasn’t such a thing as openly gay or even bisexual men in ourtown, there was the usual rumour mill about certain guys, most of whomwe both knew to varying degrees. Only one was openly gay, or claimed tobe but we thought it was just attention seeking from someone who wantedto stand out. We seemed to have quite a few “gayish” friends between usbut it never bothered us, they didn’t advertise it and we didn’t pry, itwas their business and had no effect on our friendships even to thisday, so what if they were gay, who cared ? All that mattered then as nowis what they were like as a person, it’show we should all be judgedby our peers, none of that had a bearing on the finale to my evening.

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I knew I wasn’t going to get any peace to do my homework and count themoney from my route if I didn’t think up some story to get him off myback. Harder than you’d think, he had me cold, dead to rights, Icouldn’t deny that anything had happened while I was out, besides, hehad obviously just come from a bar, taking advantage of the fact he wasnow eighteen and could legally drink alcohol. I told him I would givehim the story if he helped me by counting the money I’d collected andtally up the books while I did my homework , I could trust him to dothis as he’d had the same job himself when he was still in school. Wepassed the next hourin silence, finishing around midnight, by whichtime I was pretty bushed and in need of the six hours sl**p I could getbefore I had to be out of bed to make my morning deliveries. Jake wasnot the type of b*****r who would take pity on his younger b*****r andallow him to go to bed, leaving the story till the next day. “I’vecounted this money twice, checked it off against your collection sheetand unless I am sadly mistaken you have £22. 50 in tips, what did you getup to when you were out, did you let some old dear suck you off for a£20 tip ?” I’d remembered the customers who had tipped me that night andnobody had given me more than 50p as a tip, I couldn’t recall how manybut it was no more than four or five ? “Let me see that sheet” I toldhim, taking the sheet and bag of money from him. I quickly scannedthrough the list on the sheet and noticed that Linda’s name had a ticnext to it, I had no recollection of her paying her weekly amount ? Irifled through the pile of notes, taking particular interest in the tenpound notes, I noticed something Jake hadn’t seen, on one note there wasa handwritten message which said “Happy Birthday”, I quickly foundanother with the same message, Linda must have not only put the moneyowed in my bag and ticked her name on the list, she had also stuck thetwo notes in my bag, an extra present. I blushed as memories of thenight flooded my brain and without thinking raised the note to my faceand sniffed my fingers.
“You dirty little bastard, can you still smell her pussy on yourfingers, do you think I didn’t notice the happy birthday written onthese tenners ?” I was caught, he’d figured out more than I was willingto disclose. I had to think quickly, how was I going to get out of this?He might be daft but he wasn’t stupid. I quickly searched my brain for away out of this predicament, there didn’t seem to be one, nothingplausible that he would buy. In the end I didn’t need to come up withone, he provided it for me, “I know who it was, it was that dirty bitchAlison from ********? She is a filthy whore, she’ll fuck any yank for afew drinks. ” He seemed pleased with his deduction, I wasn’t but it was away out even if she did happen to be Linda’s younger daughter, it was abit too close to the truth but if I was honest there was nobody else onmy route he’d believe to be responsible for my pussy flavoured fingers,besides, if I denied it then Linda would be his next guess!I bit thebullet and pleaded with him not to tell anyone, he’d forgotten all aboutthe money which had he thought about it would have driven a tankthrough his theory.

I had to make sure he kept it that way and didn’t add the notes to thediscussion, I told him to make sure the door was shut so nobody else inthe house could hear us talking, while his back was turned I slipped thetwo notes into one of my school shoes that were lying on the floor nextmy bed and then kicked it under the bed and out of sight.

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   He shut thedoor then came back to sit on the side of his own bed facing me. “I wantdetails, could she not pay? Did she think you were a yank from thebase? Did you pay her?” I sighed, he’d given me three options, it waslike a multiple choice question in school. The middle one was discarded,he was joking about that one, no way would I ever be mistaken for aNavy S. E. A. L! I had to decide between one and three. I wouldn’t havepaid her, he knew I was actually quite shy and would never be able topluck up the courage to go down that route. The first and only feasibleoption wasn’t really the best choice either, Alison had a bit of areputation, mostly untrue, local girls who went out with Americanservicemen were not very popular, the all got the name of being a whore,99. 9% of them were just girls who had American boyfriends, theobjection that local guys had was that they weren’t good enough forthese girls, that much was true. Most of the guys who spoke about girlsand women who dated the “Yanks” were the type who couldn’t get a womanif they tried, a sad bunch, not a decent one amongst them. A bunch ofarseholes and wankers if I’m honest. Lecherous d***ken oafs whose ideaof a chat up line would be to stand in a local bar with a pint in onehand, grab a hold of the bulge in their jeans with the other and ask apassing lady if she’d like to suck their “doogie” a local slang name fora cock. I’m betting the success rate was pretty slim? Any woman whodismissed this request was obviously a “Hoor” or a lesbian! Such wastheir misplaced believe that they were all Errol Flynn re-incarnated. Thus Alison was labelled as a whore, she had an American boyfriend, ok,she’d had severalAmerican boyfriends who stayed overnight and severalhad answered the door to pay the bill for them more than once. Ok, soI’d thought she was no better than a whore, but I didn’t know her, shecould have been a very nice person for all I knew? Pretty hard to defendher after what her mother had enticed me into doing that night but itstill didn’t make them whores, not in my eyes which is what mattered tome.

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I was in danger of talking myself out of the corner my b*****r had mein, on the one hand I had practically admitted to being with a woman whohad a reputation, on the other hand she was also not known for herbeauty, she obviously took her looks from her father whoever he was? Iknew I’d much rather admit to the truth, Linda was what we called a fox,today she’s be a cougar or a Milf, ok a Gilf but she was certainly themore attractive option in my eyes. The truth was not an option, I wasn’tsixteen for another ten days, she was forty six, there would be onlyone word to label her with and I would never break her trust and saddleher with a record like that. Strange thing was that Alison was in hertwenties, she was still older than me, but that didn’t seem to be aproblem for Jake, he just wanted details. I decided I was over thinkingthe issue, get the story out of the way, swear him to secrecy and moveon. I if I admitted it was Alison then I’d be in for a lifetime of jokesat my expense, if I told him the truth then that was even worse, ifthere was such a thing, I was stuffed no matter what story I told, thetruth which I wasn’t ashamed of but which I knew would eventually leave atrail of gossip and rumours straight back to Linda’s door, I couldn’tput her through that regardless of how I came out of it. If I lied andsaid it had been Alison then the same would happen, I didn’t know herbut I couldn’t have her seen as the butt of c***dish teenage jokes andnotoriety locally, even if she did already have a somewhat colouredreputation as a “Hoor”. So I lied, a different lie, but not a lie just aseries of half-truths. I told him I had been with two girls my own age,one slightly younger than me, the other a month or two older, I toldhim it was the result of a bet in school, which I lost, according tothem, it was a win win for me. I said we had been arguing about a topicin one of our classes at school and we had settles on a wager to seewho was in the right, I had blurted out that if I was right they wouldhave to suck my cock, something that wouldn’t happen even in my wildestdreams at that age. They had rather foolishly not thought the wagerthrough because as soon as I said they’d have to suck my cock one of thegirls retorted “right, but if you lose then you have to lick oorfannies. ” I told Jake that I did a good impression of someoneconsidering the bet before reluctantly agreeing to the terms. When Itold him that I had lost the bet and had indeed licked their fannies, tobe blunt about the matter. Of course he pestered me for the names ofthe two foolish girls who’d made the wager with me but I declined totell him, so I came out of the tale on the winning side, I might nothave got the blowjob I’d hoped for, but I did get to eat two freshpractically hairless cunts. It made him laugh and he told everyone thestory over the coming weeks, so much so that several girls in my classat school asked me who it had been? I refused to tell, a gentleman tothe last. Linda on the other hand knew the true story.

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