2 comments/ 39704 views/ 14 favorites Only in Private By: MrRusty2000 Margaret lived at the end of a quiet cul-de-sac. Her life followed the same routine most weeks, 2 mornings helping out in the local charity shop, Wednesdays coffee and cake in town with her friends, and on a Sunday she attended the 9.30am service at Our Lady's. Nothing ever really happened, life just passed by pleasantly. However, recently things had started to change for Margaret. She had been married 31 years, and although comfortable with sex it had always been with her husband. A husband who didn't like to upset her by expecting to much in the way of, lets say unusual demands. He was attentive and they always had sex at the weekend, and he always made her cum. But as she got older her desires were growing as his were diminishing. and once a week wasn't enough. A sexual tension she had never known before had started to grow. At 53 she had a full figure not thin nor too fat, but rounded with an ample bosom. Her large nipples still prone to sticking out through her tops if ever it was cold outside. More and more often these days she would wait for her husband to leave for work before closing her eyes and reaching down under the covers between her legs. There she would caress herself, probe and tease, imagining great sexual adventures. It never took that long, as being the abused maid to a lady or being tied up in a bank raid and molested was so exciting, not that anything like that had ever happened to her. Margret was learning to cater to her own needs, besides her fingers in the mornings she sometimes had to supplement her appetite later in the shower or sometimes mid morning. At these times she experimented by try different rooms and changing positions. On Tuesday she had bent over the kitchen table and spent 5 minutes working her fingers over her clitoris then plunging 2 fingers deep up herself before she spotted several courgettes on the bench top. She went and found a nice smooth thick one, not too long and washed it. Getting back onto the table she had stood with her legs parted. It was so taboo, just the tip of the green fruit had made her knees shake. What would George have said if he had discovered her? Margaret had worked it over her slit until the wetness was leaking over her thighs then had fuck herself quite ferociously with it, all the time in her mind it was the priest and she was the alter girl in the vestry. That priest had found her pussy so tight. God she had need that orgasm. On Thursday she had sat on and armchair in the living room and placed the hall mirror in front of herself. With her skirt up above her waist and her panties removed she had placed a leg over each arm of the chair. It was a perfect view of her own pussy. Margaret had admired her neat lips, and pulling them apart to see her love hole. How it glistened and pouted. She had stroked her lips and dipped her fingers before tasting them, as she often did. In this position she could use both hands to explore her cunt. Her right hand worked a rhythm on her erect clit and her left was the imaginary cock. A cock that she had stretched her pussy then delve deep up her hole till she felt her own G-spot. This time Margaret had in her mind that she was the reward at a swingers party and the winners of the games could empty their balls in her. She imagined several lots of semen running out of her and over her ass. As she got closer to cumming she had started to use curse words, not something she had ever done with George. With George they were both quiet as mice until after the deed was done then they would sleep a little. In her real life Margaret would never swear or use rude language, but this year she had started to mutter profanities, then to say them, and now she would almost shout filthy things as she got off all alone. One day she had been reading an article in a younger woman's magazine whilst sitting under a dryer at the salon. It talked about sex toys, toys for your pussy, toys that could stimulate a woman's anus, others could be shared between 2 women. These were all very interesting, and at the bottom was a mailing address. She had noted that it was charged discretely and articles came in a buff coloured package. She went home that same afternoon and phoned the company, Ten days later in the morning mail her box of tricks arrived. As she had ordered the 9 inch water proof rabbit it came with a random free extra, a housewife's anal trainer. It was a cone shaped anal plug with a tube of lube. She opened the contents and placed them on the coffee table in front of her. George had never even touched her bottom, could it be pleasurable she had thought to herself. Only one way to find out. She went up stairs and prepared. Warm and relaxed she got on her bed placing both toys under her pillow. Sitting up against the headboard she opened her gown and got out a copy of an old erotic novel 'The Secret Garden' and read a few pages. She found the scene of heavy love making between a pool boy and a housewife, it wasn't the first time she'd read it. As she went over the words she monitored the arousal of her quim as it got increasingly wet. All the time she read her fingers would run up and down her labia. "Ummm ready" she thought and reached for the dildo, large and cock shaped it felt big as she nuzzled it into the opening of her pussy. Inch by inch she worked it in and out, quickening then slowing the tempo. She put the book down and raised her knees. It wasn't necessary now to read, the plot had placed the image in her mind of a young stud lifting her legs over his shoulders and leaving her open cunt vulnerable to his angry swollen member. Driving the plastic cock in deep she noted that she had never had Georges cock up so far. "Fuck me" she blurted out. She was hot now. and it was sliding in so easily, her juices running out all over her anus. She left the rabbit vibrating away deep inside her and got the anal trainer out. She smeared the lube over it and lifted her knees to her chest. Reaching round she continued to ram the pool boys cock up. At the same time see wanted him to explore her anus. She probed her sphincter until it started to accept the plug. She wanted the pool boy to force her virgin ass and so she rammed the plug up suddenly. God what a pain, god she felt so wicked, "yes more", she wanted a pool boys cock up her ass so badly. It was too much as she fucked both holes she whined out an orgasm, moaning and cursing. Both her anus and cunt in spasm. She held them in place as wave after wave of pleasure broke over her. Why had she never had George fuck her tight ass? That was 2 weeks ago, both toys had become part of her daily routine, all she had to do was hide them from George. Her games had started to consume her. Margaret was becoming more vocal and bold. She needed more than the toys, she wanted something hot, something that tasted and something that come shoot white cream. The idea came to her one day when from her bedroom she could look down into a neighbours living room. There a young man sitting in front a computer. She couldn't make out what was on the screen but she could see him unfasten his belt and flies, and pull out a fat cock. She took a position behind the curtains and watched as he beat it with his right hand while typing with his left. Within a few minutes he pushed the swivel seat back, took a grip of his balls in his left hand and proceeded to pump his rod until it began to shoot semen over the desktop. There seemed to be a cup full of it. Margaret stood there open mouthed, without even noticing her hand had located itself up her skirt and into her panties. She stayed a minute longer while he stood up with his cock end dripping and while he wiped the desk with tissues. He then sat back down and continued to type. Margaret couldn't wait, she turned and knelt at the bottom of her bed and there and then finished off what the young man had started. All that white heady cum, she needed it. The next morning on the charity shop computer she made a flier for someone to mow her lawns. She told George that it was doing him no good pushing that old thing around and she would sort it out. After lunch, with the aid of a full length mirror and her digital camera, she took photos of herself with various positions with her toys, she knew it would be easy to print them privately on the machine at the local chemist. In the afternoon she went to the street behind her property. She delivered to a couple of fliers to houses before the target house. That house she rang the door bell. The young guy came to the door. She sold him the job well offering quite a sum over what you would have expected. He was keen, a little easy money would do him well. So it was agreed for the next afternoon. Margaret put her pictures in an old album and put it under some porn magazines from the 80's on the bench in the garage. She knew George had never thrown them out even though he never read them any more. At one he knocked on the door. Ben was his name. Fair skinned, mouse brown long wavy hair and a wiry muscular build. Margaret showed him the garden and where the equipment was. She paid him up front and told him that she had been called away and that he could let himself out. As he went to get the extension cord from the shed Margaret hid in the granny flat adjoining the garage. In the flat door was a security viewing lens though which she intended to follow his actions. He entered the garage and took a good look around. He first checked over George's motorbike which was gathering dust as he no longer rode. Then he went to the bench, he quickly found the pile of magazines and couldn't resist browsing through them. They were tame by today's standards but still the image of a pussy spread wide has an affect no matter from which decade it's from. She could see him rubbing bulge in the front of his jeans. Next she heard say out loud "oh my god!" as he opened her album. He turned one or two pages before putting the album open on the bench and pulling his zipper down. This was going so well for Margaret. Behind the door Margaret had removed her underwear and was wearing just some hold up stockings under her skirt. As he pulled his stiff penis out her heart leapt. Was he really going to masturbate over pictures of her? He had hold of his cock at the head but by pulling back his whole engorged purple end was exposed as he pumped his fist up and down. She couldn't let him carry on, she didn't want him to waste his cum over the garage floor. So she opened the door and walked in quietly. She stood there behind him for what seemed minutes, perhaps only 30 seconds. He was panting and she could hear his cock slapping around. "Do you like them Ben?" He nearly died, in that moment he span round still holding his erect cock. "Don't worry Ben I don't mind you using them to masturbate to." "Mrs Bramwell I'm so sorry." said Ben, as he tried franticly to get his cock back into his trousers. His face glowing like a beacon. Margaret walked over and flicked the pages to and fro. "I was enjoying watching you Ben, why did you stop. Can't you carry on and let me watch.". With that she ran a finger over his bulge. "No one need know Ben. Get him out again and finish what you were doing." "Mrs Bramwell I'm not sure I can." "Oh we can work it out, would it be better if I sat over here and showed you the real thing." With that Margaret sitting down in a broken armchair pulled up her skirt and placed a leg over one arm. She was enjoying the control. Everything was going as she had planned. He had been trapped and now he was hers to play with. "Come Ben you were enjoying my photo shoot. Come closer and take him out." With that Ben brought his cock out into the open again and began to rub it. He had got the scent of pussy in the air and watched mesmerized as this lady exposed her wet private parts for him to wank over. Margaret paid close attention to how Ben worked his own penis. His purple bulb looked immense, it seemed to be glazed in sweet juices as he pulled his foreskin back and forth over it. Each time he pulled hard back Margaret could see it milk a small drop of precum out of the tip. She thought of how it would feel hot as he pushed it up her pussy. His rate of his beating increased if she moved her fingers around her hole. Ben's trousers had slipped down a little and she could see his firm white ass. She was soon going to grip it with her nails and leave her red calling card etched in each buttock. "Hope you have a lot of cum for me today Ben, come nearer and make sure it lands on my love hole." Margaret used two fingers to part her lips and with two from her other hand opened her pussy hole open. It was enough for Ben. Standing 2 feet from Margaret between her legs he started to release his load. White jets landed on her thighs, her hands and some directly into her open hole. It took 5 or 6 fountains before the dregs of his balls were left dripping from his spent cock. "Now lick me Ben." Margaret demanded. "Eat your cum out of my hole." Ben was stunned. "On your knees now Ben and eat every last drop off my pussy." Ben was unsure but thought it best to obey, he had never come across a woman like this before, excuse the pun. He knelt down and put his face in front of her open pussy. Oh she had dreamed of this. She held his head as he ate and licked her clit. "Some has gone on my anus Ben. Eat that too!" Ben rimmed Margaret's ass, he was enjoying his work now and forced his tongue passed her sphincter. That was enough, she was there now, cumming on his face. She gyrated her clit over his mouth as her orgasm worked through her. "Fuck, eat my ass Ben. Yes eat me." With that sudden out burst she returned to something like normality. Though Ben was knelt there not quite sure of what had just happened. "Sorry Ben but I needed you to do that for me." she said casually. She leant forward and gently cupped his balls in one hand while raising his cock to her mouth with the other. She stuck her tongue out and ran it from the base to the tip where a drip of semen lingered. "Umm. That is good. Now we have more in there haven't we Ben? You liked my pictures, do you want to use those toys on me? Come up to my bedroom." Ben followed in a trance as she led him up the stairs. "Are you sure you are Ok with this!" Ben stammered. "It will be fine." she replied. Margaret faced him as she stripped off, She wanted to watch his face as she revealed her breasts. Her nipples were all charged up, and climbing on the bed she could see him becoming more uncomfortable. Ben sat in the chair on the other side of the double bed. "Now Ben undress for me, everything." As Ben pulls his shirt over his head Margaret lusts after his defined muscles and perfect skin. He releases his belt and let them drop to his ankles were he kicks both them and his sock away. Margaret estimate the length of his cock to be 7 inches but it is its girth that she looks forward to experiencing. She maneuvred round on all fours and with her ass in the air facing him as she instructs him. "Now Ben get both those toys in my drawer and cover them in the lubricant." Ben did as he is told while all the time looking at how Mrs Bramwell's pussy is gaping at him. Margaret reaches round we both hands and holds her ass cheeks apart. This is new to her, displaying her most intimate places for him to inspect was a whole new avenue of possibilities. In this position with her stretching her anus open, she tells him, "Now Ben use those toys to fuck both my holes. Don't spare me. Make me cum." With that Ben climbs behind her with his erection swinging like blind mans stick and fingers her vagina. One, two then four fingers. It only seems to make her moan more. Then a finger in her ass. "Naughty Ben that's nice but you need to fuck me hard." He plunges both toys in and starts fucking her with some energy. Margaret writhes round grinding onto the dildo. "Ok Ben now that's enough, I can fuck my own pussy with the dildo, you're going to fuck my anus. You'll like that. My anus is so tight." Margaret passes him the tube of lube. Ben stands above her ass and covers his cock in a handful of cream. Taking another 2 fingers full he smears it round the entrance to her anus, his fingers probing just a little. Now with his greased member in hand he pilots its tip into her butt hole. She is right, it is tight but she want it so much. Ben is amazed to look down and see how his cock is taken all the way by her ass. Her tight ring stretched to take his wide cock. But gripping her ass hard Ben pounds into her back passage, her breasts swinging underneath rubbing over the bed sheets. As Margaret feels her ass full she drives home the dildo into her pussy, the rabbit ears electrifying her clitoris. She cums but it lasts for so long, two orgasms spaced over a minute. She feels him tense and shoot in her ass. He grunts as his cock unloads again. She waits under him for his orgasm to subsides. Then turning over his cock slips out of her ass. As he rests and collects himself Margaret dresses but leaves her bra off. Gaining the bed again she straddles him and lowers her nipples in turn into his mouth. He instinctively sucks them locating her hard tips with his tongue. "Now Ben tomorrow at 1pm you are you come over here and fuck my tits and then empty your cum into my mouth. Ok. If you are a good boy and get hard a second time I may let you cum in my pussy." Ben agrees but first has to finish the grass cutting. Only in Private Ch. 02 Chapter 02 - On Camp Margaret and George had been married a long time. Happy in their own suburban way, but George had noticed in recent weeks that his wife had been a little more bouncy. More perky and smiley. In bed she had changed a little too. During Sunday morning sex she had asked him to touch her anus as she had orgasmed. Margaret never asked for anything normally. George was contented in the sure knowledge that even after 31 years that she was still happy to be with him. She had even organised a holiday in Devon staying in a static caravan at a camp site. Margaret had been such a reliable wife, a real rock through their lives together. Margaret had decided that life only passed by once and that it was her duty to experience as much of it as possible. Whilst she didn't want to upset her husband she did no less want to try the things that he couldn't provide for her. Over the past 2 months a young man from the adjacent street had been coming round once a week to cut her grass and service her desires. He was young and she had not spared him. He'd had her in the bedroom, the shower, sodomized her bent over the kitchen sink, made him eat her juices as she had masturbated straddling his face. One time she made him bend over the back of the settee with his legs spread whilst she spent some time with her tongue rimming his anus as she fondled his heavy cock. He would do anything she demanded and his balls were just full of cream each time he arrived. With her new philosophy and confidence came a new spirit of adventure. The camping holiday was the start. Every camp site that she had ever been to had been full of young people with wonderful bodies and horny as hell. She would take her books to read and George could take his fishing rod. And they would have fun. The holiday came round quickly, Devon in late June was going to be beautiful. George had his plans too. Fly fishing was his thing. Out of his office, stood in a river with the birds and midge surrounding him, what could be better. He didn't mind leaving Margaret for the day provided that it was sunny. She always seemed to be absorbed in a book, and left to her own devices hardly noticed his comings or goings. Sat in her deck chair she would wave him off and promise to cook what ever he brought home. Despite her new sexual exploits not one of her close friends or family would have guessed of any huge change in her demeanor. However, for Margaret her sex drive had just taken off. She realised that her figure was still firm and trim enough to excite even young men, and the young man she did know couldn't get enough. But she didn't know how long this would go on for and that she had better make the most of her powers now. Her first success had been the result of some careful planning but on this holiday she wouldn't have the time. Her strength was in her appearance. She looked liked a typical middle aged lady that you would see standing outside a church on any Sunday morning. Which for the large part of her that would be quite true. However, in the privacy of her own home her latent sexual drive made her into a predatory slut. Her toys could only take the edge off her needs, increasingly she was looking at which men she could use without being discovered. The holiday had started well, the weather fine, the roads moving and George and her in good moods. George was unsure whether she would be ok left alone for so long and wouldn't she mind. Margaret put him at ease and told him that as long he didn't go fishing on Sunday morning, their special time, it was ok. After 3 hours in the car they were ready for an orientation stroll round the camp site. It had been after 6 when they had arrived and most people were back on the site. Margaret took note of who and where folk were situated, and who went with who. A particular tent took her eye immediately. In it 3 young men were trying to cook a meal over a single burner. Each sat round with an empty plate watching a pot failing to come to the boil. They looked to satisfy Margaret's criteria for what in her mind were suitable victims. Right age bracket, fit and young. The right presentation, clean and neat enough, talking politely to each other and no female attachments. They finished their walk and watched the sunset before sorting out the beds and climbing into them. Margaret could hardly sleep, her plans running back and forth across her mind. Images of naked young men abusing her occupied her thoughts robbing her of sleep. Before finally falling to sleep she'd had to go to the bathroom and exercise her fingers. In the morning George was like a man possessed. The fishing tackle was checked off and his sandwiches made by 7.00am. She kissed his cheek and he set off with his map in the car. Now she would shower and ready herself. She didn't suppose that the young men would be up quite as early as George. At around 10am they had risen and taken turns in the shower block. A blond one who seemed to be called Yan, had got their kettle on and was attempting to brew some tea for them all. They were sitting around in the early morning sun wearing their loose joggers and tee shirts. Margaret was ready. Margaret had taken some time in choosing her clothes. She had decided on no underwear, a long summer skirt, a light loose blouse. Walking the 50 yards over to the young group she gave a shy greeting. In her most helpless voice she asked if one of them might help her. She told them that she was in the middle of baking and couldn't get the oven to light. Tim, the darker short one of the three, offered immediately to come with her. Following along behind her he hardly had any sexual ideas in his head. On entering the caravan he could see the open oven with the cake mix in a tin on the top. He quickly found the tapers necessary to light it in a drawer and solved the mystery in two minutes. Margaret thanked him profusely and offered to make him a tea for his efforts as Yan was not likely to organise that one any time soon. She made the tea in two mugs but added cold water to her own cup. After giving Tim his drink she went and got her own On coming back she stumbled splashing the tea down her front. Making out that it had been hot she squealed and tore open the front of her blouse. Tim took control in a flash. He soaked a towel in cold water and sitting her down on a settee he spread it over her naked breasts. Now for the first time he had chance to look. The cold water had done a wonderful job of arousing her nipples. Sticking obviously through the cold tea towel he could now see just how large they were. She asked him to check her chest for burns as she was too frightened to look. He removed the towel and took a close inspection. Margaret peeked at his pants noted his interest by the growth in the front of his joggers. As he was bending over her she turned and placed her right breast just in front of his lips. "You know I don't mind Tim. I don't mind if you do suck it, it would probably make it feel better. You have looked after me so well." Tim froze, he heard the words but was still trying to work out if he could be getting into trouble, and was dithering in between pulling back or going in. In the end it was Margaret, as usual, who took control. She put her hand round the back of his head and pulled his mouth over her nipple. "There my sweet Tim, that is good isn't it?" Tim suckled like he was 8 months old again. Margaret cradled him in her bosom but slid her free hand up his thigh squeezed his rigid cock. Whilst he fed from both her breasts she released his length from his pants. It sprang out, not so long but very hairy. He nuzzled and moaned as she masturbated him. His cock gave out so much heat in her hand. It was thick and uncircumcised. Each time she pulled back on his cock it leaked precum into the palm of her hand. Pushing him up and off she told him that she had one more job for him to fix. Pushing him down onto his back she stood over him, naked from the waist up. Next she stepped one leg over him and straddled his face. Tim was looking directly up her skirt, the light penetrated the thin material and he could see quite clearly her shaved pussy hovering over him. "I would like you to make this work Tim." said Margaret. She lowered her opening to his mouth, "Breath in deep Tim, smell my scent." With that she lightly settled her lips over his mouth, having no other option now Tim decided to use his tongue to explore this open wet cunt hole. "Ummm that was so good." Margaret could relax now her prey had been caught, all that was left was for her was to milk all the pleasure she could get from this sweet victim. Tim had no idea who she was and neither had she of him Anything could happen, all fantasies could be indulged anonymously. She let him take his time under her. He was slow and non urgent. He obviously reveled in eating pussy. Eventually Margaret just needed fucking. She stepped back, grabbed his hand and pulled him up. "I need you to fuck me Tim." She led him to the bedroom. Nothing special now, she could wait for that, now all she wanted was his hot meat up her. Margaret laid back and spread her thighs. She beckon him to mount her. Tim slipped his pants down and climbed between her legs. Margaret waited for his first thrust. His efforts so for had left her with the wettest pussy she'd ever had. Tim took in the whole vision for a moment. This woman had magnificent breasts, her pussy was as smooth as a new baby. He took a few second just to absorb the image of her soaking labia inviting him in. He entered, all the way then fucked hard. She didn't want any finesse, Margaret wanted to be consumed, used like a sex doll. As Tim used her pussy desperately he began kissing and biting her neck, then supporting himself on his elbows he forced his tongue into her mouth. Margaret could smell herself on his face, she'd smeared it in her own juices and her sweet cunt odour would linger there all day. Then holding his ass cheeks she pulled him into her. As suddenly as he started he stopped. His cheeks tensed solid, like two rocks, and he took a deep breath in and held it. Deep down in her hot pussy she felt the contraction and shudder of his cock. She knew that deep in her was a flood of this strangers sperm, thick and white. Just as she had imagined. He pulled out and Margaret closed her legs quickly to preserve his seed, she hadn't decided yet what she wanted to do with it. "Bring him up here Tim." she asked. Tim moved up the bed and knelt next to her. She took his withering cock and sucked the last trace of cum and pussy honey off it. "Now Tim." she instructed. "Go and sit on the chair and watch how a lady masturbates when her husband is out." With that she located her vibrator, parted her knees, and used the tip of the pink rabbit to spread the gush of his cum around her pussy lips. Within a few minutes there was a tap at the door. "Hello, hello, are you in here Tim, brews ready!" Tim panicked, he glanced at the entrance then at Margaret. Margaret on the other hand was very calm. She put a finger to her lips and shushed him. What had she to loose. She called him in. "Tim's in here helping me dear! Come and join us if you like!" Yan came into the room and viewed the bizarre scene. Tim was slowly wanking his sad looking cock and this middle aged housewife was abusing her creamed pussy, sat up naked on her bed. "Join us if you like, Tim's a little tired at the moment but I'm not." Yan didn't answer but watched. "Perhaps you are a from behind man?" Margaret teased. She got onto all fours and offered her rear end to him, and just to show him how she felt, she buried the rabbit the whole way in. "No mam I'm an anal man." he eventually replied, and without any invitation, slipped down his track pants, took his erection in hand and stepped up behind her on the bed. He pulled out the dildo and replaced it with his cock. Tim must have been at sea a long time. His cream was everywhere, over her anus, down her thighs, on the bed. The whole room stank of semen. Margaret gasped, there was no controlling this one. He was going to take what he wanted. While fucking her doggy style Yan investigated her anal ring. He sucked two of his fingers before probing Margaret's bottom with them. Once they where past her tight ring she gave a loud moan. Yan then pulled back both his fingers and cock. His cock had now been lubed with Tim's orgasm. It was enough to allow it to be forced up the woman's asshole. "I'm going to wreck your ass lady, your mans not going to find it tight tonight." She was in heaven. Margaret was rubbing her clit wildly as Yan fucked her ass like it had done him wrong. He wasn't interested in foreplay or kissing. Yan needed to empty his heavy balls in this old sluts bowels. It was only 5 minutes but it was worth everything. He cursed as he shot his load in her and as he withdrew he left her anus gaping open. Oh god, oh god was all she could think. "Stay right there lady, Phil's not missing out on this." Yan fixed up his clothes and left. Two minutes later he returned with Phil. "Fuck her Phil, she's gagging for it!" "She's a sloppy mess, you two have creamed her ass and cunt." Phil complained. "Don't be a mad man Phil." answered Yan. "You won't get a better chance to get your rocks off this week." With that Phil got up behind her. He slapped her pussy with his semi hard penis working it up. When hard enough Phil slipped in. Gripping both her hips he started his assault on her sloppy hole. Her cunt wasn't offering much resistance now she had been fucked so hard. So he laid her down flat on her stomach with her legs together. Then kneeling across her thighs entered her pussy again. This time he found her tighter. Laying on top of her back Phil was able to whisper in her ear. "Your pussy is so hot lady, I'm going fill it with my cum. You want my cum don't you? It's going to be dripping out for a week. You can always let little hubby lick it out I suppose." All Margaret could say was "yes". She closed her eyes and savoured the moment. Minutes later Phil was spent too. Phil got off the bed walk up to her face, gripping a handful of her hair he cleaned off the remains of the cum dredged out of her cunt that were sticking to his limp penis. Margaret could smell the cum dripping down her legs and over her sheets. Two of the young men then sorted out their pants leaving only Tim sat in the corner on his chair wanking what was now a hard cock. The two left and Tim was oblivious to their exit. Margaret went over to him and sat between his parted thighs. Her face was just inches away from this young man jerking his cock off , she studied him for a while and as he muttered that he was about to cum, she raised herself and with her mouth wide open took in the end of his cock. He didn't let up but continued harder than ever beating his penis. 20 seconds later another stream of semen spewed out and this time into her mouth. This was something she had never done before, letting a man empty himself in the mouth, but she needed to do it. His sigh gave away the end of his orgasm and the white fluid dribbled from the corner of her mouth and down onto her breast. Margaret had still not cum herself despite being fucked in every orifice. She went back to the bed and proceeded to finish off her rabbit. Every few strokes bringing it up to her mouth to smell and taste the seed injected up her pussy. Tim watched as she bucked her way through an intense orgasm. The rabbit held tight against her clit and her other hand massaging his spilt cream over her nipples. She'd been fucked by 3 young guys, Margaret wasn't too sure about confessing this episode to her priest the next time she entered that small dark cubicle at church. Margaret now had 3 or so hours to clean up. Phil had been pritty close when he'd mentioned her dripping pussy. She did find that it was leaking hours later and had to place liners in her panties. Hopefully Georges sense of smell wasn't clued into semen. She showered and changed the sheets. The thick smell of sex that pervaded the place she hid with the baking of the cake that had been used as the bait. As George arrived home he was pleased to see Margaret all smiles and dressed so neatly. She came out and hugged him and inspected his large catch of the day. A very small trout. "Oh you're so clever George, lets cook it later, I've missed you so much today, why don't we pretend that today is a Sunday and I'll reward you, my hunter gatherer?" Only in Private Ch. 03 Chapter 03 - Walking the Dog Margaret had been married now for 31 years and until a few months ago she had only had intimate relations with her husband. These had been some what regular and predicable, but 3 months ago she had decided to take things, literally, in her own hands. Time was passing by and she wanted to have memories and not regrets when she was older. Since then she had begun to experiment. Slowly at first in small steps. She had begun to masturbate, something she had never done, after her husband had left in the mornings. When she grew used to this she found that she would sometimes need do it again later in the day. Six weeks ago she had spied a young man in the house behind hers, beating his fat cock and spraying it over his computer desk top. Margaret had then managed to set a trap for him which had led to him having to fuck her in their garage, and a few more times since. Finally, last week, whilst on holiday with George, after he had gone fishing for the day she had encouraged 3 young men to visit her caravan and then been gangbanged by all of them. In her mind Margaret had separated her married loving feelings for George away from her sexual desires. Carrying on with her normal daily routine, not one of her closest friends would have spotted the change in her. She was careful that any planned wild activity would be disconnected for her normal life. So despite her cool exterior Margaret was always receptive to another opportunity. Her next adventure came about whilst walking her dog. Margaret had read in the local paper of a man caught by the police watching couples in a car park near to the old quarries, and how he had tried to get off by claiming that he had been walking his dog and had needed to take a pee. Margaret knew of the car park in the article, and so one evening she drove there on the pretense of taking her little poodle for a walk. As with all her ideas she had thought it through very carefully. She had taken care to make herself as smooth as possible and had chosen to go without under wear and just hold-up stockings. It was the preparation that built up the thrill. As she shaved her pussy she was tempted to put the razor down and indulge herself with her fingers and the shower head, but resisted. She'd just enjoy the tension. She chose her clothes putting on a long mans trench coat over a thin loose top, and a pair of dark trousers, topping it all off with a cap. She intended to look as masculine as possible. It was a warm night around 10pm. The road in was way off the beaten track and not on any particular route to anywhere, but down a narrow lane that had been used at one time by the old quarry trucks. During the day is served as a beauty spot and picnic area, but at night under the starlight it looked like a far more erotic arena. The picnic benches stood in the midst of an open area that was surrounded be jet black bushes. Margaret parked a little way off and leaving the dog behind in the car walked down the lane. She heard a car coming and its lights brighten behind her. She stepped a few paces into the trees and let it pass unobserved. She waited as its red tail lights got smaller, Margaret wanted to see what went on there without being committed to getting involved. She moved quietly to the edge of the car park and scanned the cars present. She could make out one car with its windows open and 2 men looking in. The courtesy light was on inside the car and she guessed that night sight of the men looking in would be terrible. Margaret moved slowly round until she had a clear view of what was going on. She could see a naked women moving inside the vehicle. A younger woman, perhaps early thirties, and there was a man under her who she couldn't make out. The two men were at the open window closest to the woman's face. As the woman moved rhythmically back and forth towards the watchers, they in turn responded by pulling on their out standing cocks. Margaret sidled up behind the 2 men masturbating. They knew she was there but paid no attention to her. The naked woman was impaling herself on a thick 7 inch cock under her. As she rode her man her tits swung in time, her nipples as hard as acorns in the night air. Even from outside the car her pussy could be heard to squelch as it came down it was that soaking with her juices. The man under her was obviously concentrating with his eyes closed, trying not to shoot is load up her hotness. Margaret had never seen another woman at the sexual act, only in the magazines her husband had once bought. Margaret envied her, each time she came down fully inserting his member, a little tingle shot up the depth of her own pussy. After a few minutes one of the men gave a low grown and the woman instinctively opened her mouth a waited for the eruption. Inside the trench coat Margaret had her hands through the holes in the bottom of her pockets, through her open flies, and was busy working towards her own sexual gratification as much as the 2 men were. With a final grunt a white jet was sent forth landing across the face of the woman, some of it actually finding her mouth. She didn't flinch but took the flood and the next jet and the next. The smell of semen was all over her. She wiped some off around her mouth and smeared it over her tits. All this without losing her timing of her cock riding. As his cock subsided, and the last deposits were being squeezed out, the second man stepped closer to the window. By this time she was closer to cumming herself and leant a little out of the window enough to be able to take just his bell end into her mouth. At the sight of her lips closing round this strangers purple cock end made Margaret leak down her legs. The first man hadn't left but was stood watching like a foreign spectator what who didn't care what happen next. The second man put his hand at the back of the woman's head and started to fuck her face. At times she gagged but he didn't stop until he started to spasm and tense. Then he held his cock deep in her throat as he had his cream milked by her mouth. Only when he had fully emptied his heavy desperate balls did he release his grip. This time as he withdrew from her mouth a flood a white sperm ran down from the side of her mouth down her breasts and dripped onto the man fucking her beneath. Margaret now came to the window. She unfastened the coat and lifted up her blouse. Her tits were so hard that her nipples ached. With her free hand she dipped her pussy deep and used her soaking fingers to make her nipples glisten. Next she put them in front of the younger woman. The naked woman had obviously seen more than Margaret as she took the sight of a masturbating middle aged woman in her stride. In turn she place her open mouth over the erect nipples presented to her and sucked off the honey, flicking her tongue across Margaret's teats. Margaret had never experience another woman but she was far too horny by now to care who was sucking her. Margaret now leant in the car and kiss the woman, first on her face over the remnants of the cum that had been sprayed over her. Then She licked the corners of the woman's mouth before engaging her full on with her tongue. As this passionate embrace went on Margaret unfasten her trousers letting them fall and hitched up the rear of her coat. Her ass stood white with the glow from the sliver moonlight reflecting on it. The two men were shocked. They'd had no idea. But Margaret stood bent over in front of them with two fingers busy working her own bald pussy. The first man went down on his knees and started to relieve her of her efforts. He began first be projecting his tongue as far up her love hole as he could. It was if he was mining for pussy honey. Trying to find the source. After a few minutes he gave up and decided that the source must be in her other hole. He then pressed his tongue against her sphincter, which whilst tight did eventually give way to his pressure. For another 5 minutes he delved between her ass cheeks while he used 3 fingers to fuck her pussy. The other guy had not been wasting his time either. All the time he'd been fisting his cock and was now hard as a rock. He pushed the first man out of the way and entered Margaret. This wasn't an act of love making this was an exercise in frantic fucking. He rammed in again and again, pulling nearly all the way out before sinking up to the hilt. Margaret shuddered her first orgasm as he forced his fat bell end up against her cervix. As she came her mouth was still busy in an oral contest with the younger woman's. He was spent now, time for him to leave before the police came. He withdrew and left Margaret to leak cum down her inner thighs and over her stocking tops. Her gaping hole wasn't left exposed to the cool night air for long. The mess running out of her creamed cunt didn't put him off for a split second as the first guy entered her. He took hold of her hips and pounded her as fast and as urgently as he could. His balls bounced against her pussy, sodden with cum they slapped into her clit, each time raising her tide of pending orgasm. At last it swept over her and she backed onto his cock, grinding him as deep as possible. His eruption followed soon after as he injected another dose of cum deep up her. He quickly pulled up his pants and disappeared into the darkness. The car door swung open and Margaret could see that the woman had still got her mans cock inserted between her lips, but that cum had run out and was covering his pubic hair. It was clear that she was now riding a discharged weapon to no good effect. For the first time the woman spoke. "I need to cum lady!" was all she said in a beseeching tone. It seemed fair to Margaret who had cum twice so far. Climbing off her man she his cock slipped out of her slimed cunt with a pop. She then maneuvered herself until she was sitting in the opening of the car on the edge of the seat. "For gods sake please finish me off lady, he's no use to me now." Margaret knew what had to be done. This was all part of her new journey. She had never contemplated sex with another woman, but she had come this far, no turning back now. Margaret placed her coat on the ground and knelt on it. The woman's pussy was rank with the smell of semen. It was running out of her hole. It was all over her pubic hair and covered her anus in a white glaze. Margaret first ran her tongue a round the outside tasting the husbands juices. Then circling ever so slowly inwards using her clit as the target. Her tongue passed over her opening where it slipped up. Margaret could taste what all these men had tasted from her cunny. The sweet essence of pussy juice. She idled over this spot to take in the wetness and depth, sucking in deep breaths of this fucked woman's sex. Probing a little deeper she could rest the tip of her nose on the woman clit and tease it that way while she tried to eat all she could find from up her pussy. The woman parted her legs wider and relaxed backwards, her husband lay next to them, exhausted, watching them both in silence. "Yes there, don't stop, yes ahhhh." she whispered as she closed her eyes. She felt that it wouldn't be long, this lady knew just how much, how soft, how deep and how hard to work her clit. As Margaret started to pass her tongue over the protruding bud of her clit the woman had no choice but to respond with the corresponding thrusting of her pussy. Margaret now pushed 2 fingers under her lapping tongue and started to use them to stretch and fuck her wet hole. This was too much and she went over the edge. Squeezing her thighs together she gripped Margaret's head. Whilst being pushed towards the girls orgasm Margaret kept up the teasing of her bud. It was too much for her to stand and with a squeal she released Margaret from her vice grip. Suddenly leaning forward, the young woman gathered Margaret up in her arms and repeated their original embrace, this time with some affection. Margaret's face had been washed in used pussy but this just added to the moment. "You were wonderful lady, never had anything like that, I'd never have guessed. This is my mobile number, please call me tomorrow if you'd like to meet up, even just for coffee." With that the woman slipped a business card into her hand. "Please don't disappear on me I so want you again. Maybe I can return the favour?" Margaret thanked her, and standing retrieved her coat and hat, pulled up her pants and walked off into the night. The wetness in between her thighs would be a damp reminded of her exploits all the way home, but unfortunately she would have to shower before getting into bed with George.