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Lorrain

Basically I am in a sexless relationship with an older man of 54. He is generous in all respects but does neglect my physical needs. I am almost 42 at present and have gone from a relationship filled with high octane sex to a state of almost permanent frustration.

I am too young and sexual to be neglected. I am almost 42, I do have a nice figure, some say pretty, some say sexy. I am slim, dyed blond, 36DD, big stiff nipples, a gushy shaved pussy that swells and opens willingly when there is a hint of sex, I love my legs, others love my bum.

The partner who I shared all the mad adventures with is called Paul. Paul is also in a new relationship that thankfully for me falls short of the mark in the bedroom.

The one thing we did and do share is the need for the taboo and pushing the boundaries. Fortunately our relationship had a mature civilised ending with no hard feelings on either part that allowed us to initially remain friends.

I use the word, initially, as the ultimate outcome of our friendship was of us becoming fuck buddies. I would never have believed we would end up as secret lovers when our time together hit the buffers, but we have. Our previous shared experiences and mutual desire for risque sexual thrills draws us together like a bee to a flower.

I posted, eleven cocks in ten years, and, why I miss and love the threesomes recently to share with like minded readers on this site. They were magical times that we treasure and relive from time to time. Having documented some of our happy times on this site, and, with the aid of photographs, allows us to share and relive the highs of our relationship.

We were either really good for each other or really bad for each other depending on the respective view. Family tend to see and dwell on our arguments but they thankfully had no idea how compatible we were when it came to pursuing sexual thrills. I, like others among you have had to maintain a false persona.

Fortunately, my family would never believe I was a cock hungry vixen who loves nothing more than opening her legs for two or three new cocks at the one time. I have the reputation of a woman who has only ever had three partners in her lifetime never mind four stiff cocks in my pussy on the one night?

Doing what people think you should not do, and things you thought you would never do, took our initial pillow talk from fantasy to fantastic reality as our relationship flourished. We even bent our own rules to accommodate the sexual rush and took chances that thankfully did not come back to haunt us.

We always said we would not play close to home, but did. We would never expose ourselves to our friends by including them as playmates, but did. The final taboo was never to include peripheral family such as cousins (his, Willian), but did. Runaway train, perhaps?

We, Paul and me, have had numerous rendezvous since our split last year and even managed a same room sex experience and eventual full swap with a girl I work with and her partner. We manage to fit in a fuck usually once or twice a week as time and circumstances permits.

To the story. We successfully engineered a set of circumstances that allowed Paul to attend a mutual friends wedding planned for April 18th in Manchester. My friend, the bride to be, really likes him and after a little persuasion the invite was issued. We knew it would be difficult as my family appear to hold a grudge against Paul that I don\’t.

My now partner Graeme swithered to a few days before as to if he would go or not, and thankfully chose not. Paul had an easier passage. His girlfriend was on holiday with friends thus blissfully unaware he was anywhere but at home.

Paul suggested that the ,Paul and partner, offer would be best served by inviting his 57 year old cousin William. William was on more than one occasion a playmate for us and would happily accommodate our needs by vacating the room he and Paul had booked for the weekend of the wedding.

They booked in about half a mile from the hotel most of the guests were staying to allow me to sneak off during the course of the weekend. I flew down with family and friends on the Friday afternoon with Paul and William driving down the same morning.

They took Williams VW caravelle which is a bit like a minibus. The seats in the back had been removed as William is in the process of converting it into a camper van for touring. The windows in the back have been tinted black. The rear door has been sealed and a type of couch/bench seat fitted across what was once the back door. William being the snob he is has fitted the entire van with lush carpets and padded velour with no expense spared.

Everything appeared to have fell into place beautifully. That is until our arrival at the hotel when I found out I had been paired to room with my friend Jackie. Jackie is oppressively nosey and suffocating. She over organises people and was the hot potato we had all secretly hoped not to be paired with. She is also (we thought) very moral and judgemental?

I was hoping to rendezvous with Paul for a few hours on the Friday night but Jackie followed me everywhere and scuppered every escape plan I made. She suffocated me so much that the night ended with me still totally un-shagged and frustrated and a few home truths being told. She even followed me to the bathroom preventing even an apologetic phone call to Paul.

Thankfully he took it in good part and we text each other till 3am. The last text that night had said, hope we have better luck tomorrow darling? The cherry on the cake was Jackies vile smelling farts filling the room throughout the night.

The day of the wedding was even worse, all we managed was one quick kiss in the hotel foyer before being disturbed by a guest. I promised Paul I would get free for the trip home and would at least be able to travel home with him and William. He did not think much for my chances but by now I was doubly determined.

During the reception I dropped in that my flight home tomorrow was a few hours later than everyone elses as I was going shopping. They seemed to accept it without complaint. I next phoned the airport to cancel as I did not want the announcer calling my name and spilling the beans. I text Paul sitting at the next table and enjoyed his smile as he read it.

The reception went well but for us it was a real anticlimax. I went to bed about 12.30am after Paul and William left and drifted off to sleep immediately. I awoke twenty minutes later when I could here whispering in the room.

It was dark. As I opened my eyes and focused I was aghast to see 40 year old little fat Jackie the police mans wife and my moral guardian naked on the next bed with a lad in his early twenties eating her pussy. Fuck me, was I angry! I lay and watched through squinting eyes as he mounted the little fat runt and fucked her like a mad man. What a hypocrite!

My pussy was so tender and in need of cock that I discretely slipped two fingers inside and fingered till I whimpered out an orgasm. It was fab to watch. LOL. They kept at it on top of the bed for an hour or so then he left. Jackie was really drunk and fell asleep on top of the bed almost immediately. I did think of getting a photo of her spunky pussy for the boys but I nerved out at the last minute. Wish I had?

Jackie had got up early, she dressed and showered in the next room with the other girls. Her case had gone too and she was obviously avoiding me. We said our fair-wells at 10am when they left for the airport and I rushed up to my room to get ready. I dressed in a transparent black baby doll with black hold ups before putting my knee length black coat on top. I text Paul and the boys arrived in minutes.

Paul opened the sliding door of the caravelle to get in the back but I asked him to get in the front and I climbed in the back. They laughed themselves silly when I told them about Jackie and the young guy. As we worked our way through the city centre to the motorway I sat on the padded bench seat in the back of the van and removed my coat when they were looking ahead. I sat there in my baby doll top with no undies and hiked it up to expose my pussy and opened my legs.

Paul turned to talk to me as I smiled back and asked him, see anything you like sir?

Fuck me, he said, will you look at that William!

Get the baby doll off now, he said.

His face was a picture, mission accomplished.

Wow, was all William could say.

Paul climbed in the back straight away and was kneeling naked between my legs in seconds. His gorgeous cock stood to its full 7inches before he had even tasted my pussy and he stroked it as he licked me. I got down immediately and offered myself up doggy fashion as I leaned my elbows on the seat.

I felt my pussy tingle as soon as his beautiful cock parted my labia and slipped inside my body. The tingle quickly turned to a shiver as I climaxed and enjoyed my ex mans throbbing cock. Due to being in the city and all the tight cornering it was too difficult to keep Pauls cock inside in the doggy position. I turned on my back and watched him guide his cock inside after slapping it against my shaved pussy. My tits were jiggling and swaying with the movement of the car and I had to prop my legs out slightly to stop from moving about the floor.

The shiver engulfed me as I took it full depth and pulled him close. He was already panting as I felt his cock stiffen further and his warm spunk spurt inside my soaking hole.

Oh fuck baby, was all he said as he squirted his cum inside.

There had been so much hard work and so much frustration to get to this point that we were totally engulfed and absorbed in the moment.

As I lay with Pauls softening cock in my pussy I heard, wow fuck, from the front and just remembered William was at the wheel.

As we lay together side by side in the back I played with his soft cock as Paul stroked and fingered my soaking pussy.

William said, almost at the motorway.

I think he is hinting, said Paul, do you want his cock honey, it is your call?

I suppose I could manage another one, I said and we all burst out laughing.

We pulled in to an appropriately named park and ride car park on the outskirts of the city. I suppose because it was Sunday it was almost deserted. There were few cars there and the ones that were there were gathered close to the entrance with none to the rear. We parked at the very rear of the car park and William climbed in the back of the caravelle.

Paul and me were now sitting side by side on the seat as we kissed and caressed. Paul slipped his fingers inside my pussy and opened them to give William a better view of my gaping hole. William was now on his knees between my open legs watching Paul finger me to orgasm and sucked on my nipples from time to time as he watched the spunk trickle from my pouting pussy.

When the orgasm subsided I kneeled on the floor and began sucking Pauls cock back to life. William positioned himself behind me and entered my pussy doggy fashion. I was in continuous orgasm now and felt Williams hot modest cock enter my body. He grabbed me firmly by the bum cheeks and thrust as hard as he could. I had to hold tight to the seat as I sucked Pauls cock and felt Williams body slap ever faster off my bum as he shot his spunk inside my pussy. His cock is modest but he is a good spunker.

Williams cock flopped free and I felt the wonderful sensation of warm spunk trickle down my inner thigh.

My head had barely flopped to rest in Pauls lap when he said, no resting yet lady.

Before I knew where I was Paul had positioned himself on his back on the floor and asked me to straddle him. I guided his big stiff cock inside my now sore pussy as he held my bum cheeks firmly and started a rhythm. William was slightly to the side and was squeezing my tits as they jiggled and swayed.

William then positioned himself in front of me and offered his floppy cock to my mouth as he stroked my hair. I almost accepted it when Paul quickened the tempo by thrusting me down harder on his cock. I gasped heavily as Paul spurted deep inside and I almost collapsed with the intensity of my orgasm.

We sat talking in the back of the caravelle for twenty minutes recovering as a few people wandered past looking at the van. I pointed out that the night before I thought I was drawing a blank this weekend but had three loads of spunk in my pussy before even leaving Manchester. We tidied up but I kept the baby doll on and gave the boys a flash and fingering show all the way home.

I asked William if we could borrow his van for the night and I would give him a treat in return. We stopped at Hamilton services on the outskirts of Glasgow and gave William a quick doggy before dropping him off. I phoned Graeme and said I was staying in Manchester for the night but Paul and me went to his house and fucked all night. We had to phone in sick to work the next day too. LOL.

Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did? Lorraine XXX

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