True Story
2010-02-21
I've wanted Cameron since I'd first laid eyes on him. Just seeing him changed me inside forever. Prior to that I'd never been with another man besides my husband, and couldn't get my mind around the thought that I ever could want another man. But the thing was. . . I was in my 40s and Cam was still a teenager. It was insane.
Nevertheless, being drawn to him, we became friends. . . and when he went away to college I started both accepting my feelings for him and trying to get over them. I accepted them and offered myself to him, but timing was always off for us. Then he met a girl his age and I wanted his happiness, so I tried to put aside my feelings, even seeking solice with other men. However, even though Cam told me he'd never be with me, through the years there were stolen kisses and other actions that proved to me the wanting was never just one sided. Or maybe he and I just love sex too much.
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Just so you know, I'm not half-bad looking. . . even though I'm 50 now, mother of four and a grandma, I often get mistaken for late 30s. I'm 5'9", not thin, but not fat. . . my legs being my best asset as they go on forever, and I have a penchant for wearing Come Fuck Me heels, even with jeans. My husband says I have the prettiest pussy on the internet (lol) and most people comment on my blue eyes which are framed by dark "wicked eyebrows" as they've been called. . . my mouth isn't half bad either. . .
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was made for kissing or sucking cock, and that's a fact. And I'm so sensitive orally I can literally cum from the right kiss (on the mouth) and I love to tease a man into that kind of a kiss as often as possible (of course). One thing that guys usually comment on is that every inch of my skin is soft as silk. I do what I can to hold onto what I've got, and lament getting older, only because I want this man who's half my age. Up until recently I regretted having small breasts (34B), but I've come to appreciate the advantage that they are still perky at my age. My nipples are large as raspberries and each as sensitive to loving as a clit (which is why I'd never agreed to a boob job). So, yeah, I'm made for sex, I want it always. . . and yet finding myself so often holding out for Cameron. . . his being the name I cry out when I'm cumming on my own or hold back from saying when I'm with anyone else.
This is the record of the day my dream came true and Cam fucked the hell out of me. .
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. healing my broken heart and making me feel whole again.
As I do every year, I bought a birthday present for Cameron and went to visit him to deliver it and hang out with him and his friends. This is his senior year in college, he'd just turned 22. He and his friends are your usual crowd of laidback-but-rowdy, horny, partying college guys with the added dimension of most of them being military hard bodies. Being around them always got my juices going. Normally I refrained from drinking with them, but the last couple times I went to visit, I decided "what the hell" and began to just go with the flow, have fun, and see what it brought me. This time on the way there someone had clipped and damaged my car in a road rage incident and I was bothered by that enough that I'd forgotten to stop for some food. The end result being that it didn't take more than three shots and a few other drinks from drinking games I was losing at to have me puking in a very unlady-like fashion. The sandwich Cam got me was too little top late, and I was soon out for the night. He, being the gentleman that he is, put me in his bed to sleep it off. He took my jeans off as he poured me into bed, and I protested until he pointed out that they needed to be washed.
Then I acquiesed, watched him change shirts, and leave me to join the continued revelry. The world spun around me, I was content to be cozy in warm blankets that smelled of him. .
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. and went to sleep. My last thought being, as always, how much I loved and wanted him.
I was woken hours later by the kisses of this man I'd always wanted. He was naked and the sight of him in the dim light brought me fully awake and fully aroused instantly. He's tall, has gorgeous wide shoulders, reddish body hair--not too much of it--and his erection curves towards his belly in the most appealing way. Not everyone would consider him hottest man in the room. . . he has a nerdy side. . . but to me he is a god. . .
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and for once I got to worship his body.
As he kissed me and I responded, he pulled the rest of my clothes off as though he'd been doing it every day for the five years I'd waited for and wanted him. Finally his sexy mouth was ravishing me!Finally the hands of my obsession were all over me!And yet, I hesitated, knowing that he could very well regret what he was about to do because his girlfriend usually shared that bed. . . I said, "You're drunk, Cam, and you are going to hate me later if we do this. ""Relax," he said, kissing me more. "I'm not that drunk, and you want this. "Which was perfectly true. I lost my fingers into his red-gold hair, and latched onto his mouth. His long, lean body arched over me and that cock I'd dreamed of filling me found home in a matter of seconds. The ache I'd always felt, not unlike missing him every moment with every part of me, was replaced by the joyful ache of him pounding into me. I opened my legs wide and wrapped them around him, pulling him into me as deeply as he could go. I moved to meet his strength with all the strength I had. I sucked his mouth and dragged my teeth along his strong jaw, his shoulders.
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. . wanting so badly to just bite him but remembering not to leave marks for his girlfriend to worry about later. Our hands were locked into eachother's and his eyes locked on mine the first time I came. I could feel his rock hard cock impaling me and at the same time the full gust of my cum as it roared like a river around it. . . oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, I'm a major squirter.
He rolled over onto his back, pulling me with him to ride him. Begging me to make him cum. Having full control of my pussy muscles through sexy exercise, I gripped him as I rose up from his cock and let go a little as I slid back down on it. Over and over I did this, completely overcome with my love and lust for him. Determined to give him anything and everything he asked of me. "omg," he said, "it's crazy. I can't believe I'm balls deep in side of you at last.
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C!You are so tight!Shit!. . . you've had four kids!. "I laughed. I knew what he'd expected and I knew he'd be surprised. I was so glad to make him happy for that moment. To make him feel incredible. "You are tighter than any woman I've been with, even. . . " he referred to his petite asian girlfriend. "Really?""Yeah, and I've gotta tell you, anytime you want to ride my cock. .
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. it's yours. "I was surprised and pleased to hear that and then started cumming over and over again, still riding him for all I was worth. The sheets began to get soaked. I began to worry he wouldn't like the mess. "Do you like this?All this wetness?""On a scale of 1 to 10?" he asked. "Yeah""I'd give it a 27. "God, I love a man that makes me laugh while in the throes of passion, but we'd always had the kind of connection that included humor, just another level of why I'd wanted him so badly.
Then I needed to taste him, so broke off our kisses, let my pussy feel the ache of emptiness without him inside me and made my way down his body to lick and suck his cock. I loved it with my hands and mouth, my tongue bathing it and caressing all its wonderful different surfaces. The taste of my own juices on him made me cum again. . . his fingers helping me along. I took him in my mouth completely, feeling him press against the back of my throat just like he pressed against my cervix.
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I wanted to swallow him whole. We fucked for a long time, changing positions ever so often, and half way through I knew he wanted my ass, which I'd never been able to give to my husband, but with the wetness of my own body, I wrapped my fingers around his cock that I was riding from top position and let it probe my asshole and then let him push his way through. It hurt. . . so good!I felt incredible. Each level of passion only took me to another plane with him. Taking me where I always knew he could and never thought he would. He tore me up. . . my pussy, my ass, and was delighted that he'd been able to do something with me that my husband never got to do. Taking him out of my second hole, I went down on him again, tasting all there is to know about me. I was completely wanton and at ease to be his sex toy, give him anything he wanted. And he gave as good as he got, making it his duty to make me happy, whether he was kissing me to mindlessness, or fingering both my pussy and ass together to push me over the edge again and again, his hazel eyes alight with the knowledge of what he was doing to me.
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We pulled the soaked sheets off the bed and fell asleep in a tangle of limbs. I couldn't sleep long, wanting to remember every second of being in his arms, of feeling his skin against mine, his hands holding me beneath my breasts as he curled himself around me. I know he'll be commissioned soon and head out into the world where I cannot follow so easily, but I will always hold that night to my heart when I miss him. As it was I dragged myself away from him early in the morning to return to home and grown-up responsiblities. . . but I noticed that the day was now Valentine's Day. . . and it pleased me to realize I gotten the very best gift of my life. I drove home on a happily sore ass. . . if felt so good to have been completely used. .
. and giggled to myself for a week every time I saw the rough peeling skin on my chin from our kisses and his day-old beard growth.
Of course, it didn't take long for the girlfriend to find out. She forgave him and me, somehow, because she knew it had been a long time coming. They say it won't happen again. . . but I askyou. . . do you think he will he fuck me again?.
