Marge and I had been spending more and more time together, at first only on weekends and then, several nights during the week. Those times at my house, I would get home from work, shower and then we'd fall into bed and fuck. It seemed we were forever trying to make up for lost time.
One weekend we had gone out for dinner and a movie. When we left the movie, we were both horny as hell. We were so impatient, I drove to a secluded area of the city park and parked next to a park bench where there was little light and we fucked right there. Marge just pulled her panties off and I unzipped my trousers to free my cock and, sitting there on the bench, she straddled me to get my prick into her wet cunt. The idea of fucking in public although there was no one around, made the act more exciting to her and she climaxed almost immediately. Then she had two more orgasms before I could cum.
After about three months, I convinced Marge to move into my place, it seemed so much more sensible than maintaining two houses. What's more, my king-sized bed made a much greater 'play ground' than the double bed at her house.
We even discussed marriage but Marge had an income from a trust her husband had set up for her and it would end if she remarried. She wanted to maintain that income so we became married only by action, not by paperwork. She put her house up for sale.
Several times, while I had my face buried between Marge's thighs, I touched her anus and each time I felt her body stiffen and she would push my finger away. Jane, my late wife, had always enjoyed anal sex, had often demanded it. Truthfully, I too, enjoyed it.
After the third or fourth time this happened, she finally told me about how her husband, Hank, had, in effect, raped her ass. It had hurt so bad, she said, "I bled a lot and it hurt for almost a week after. He thought it was great but I never let him touch me there again."
One night, as we cuddled in bed, I was caressing her body, paying special attention to her tits. I was intrigued by the way her nipples, always somewhat puffy, became engorged and stood out, not like the pencil erasers everyone speaks about, but much larger.
"Suck my boobs, Pete, I love it when you do that, it feels so good."
I rose up on one elbow and leaned over to take her nearest breast in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the already hardened nipple. At the same time, I reached over with my free hand to her other breast, cupping it and pinching the nipple between thumb and forefinger. Her breathing became heavier and she began moaning with pleasure.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her reach down to her pussy to slowly stroke her clit. After several minutes she was panting and I felt her body begin to tense up as she neared her climax. "Oh yes, love, oh god yesss, I'm cumming Pete, OH GOD' I'M CUMMING." She clamped her legs together, holding her hand imprisoned, while with her other hand, she crushed my face against her tit.
When her climax had subsided and her breathing returned to normal, I drew back from her to lay flat on my back, my erect prick pointed at the ceiling. Marge got onto her knees beside me and took my cock in her mouth. After bobbing up and down on it for a few minutes, she raised up and said, "Cum for me Pete, cum in my mouth. I want to taste you," then bent back to her task.
