As I lay in bed next to my young lover; moist from sweat and a surfeit of his young spunk that now covered my tits, I flickered my eyes open to look at him and counted in my head "5-4-3-2......1." I was correct as usual.
Craig feigned a yawn and as he stretched his arms sneakily looked at his wrist watch. It had been the same routine for the last few weeks; we'd fuck and suck like crazy -- sometimes on the webcam other times just us and two big mirrors. The sex was out of this world for both of us...but....there was nothing else. No conversation -- nothing.
I shouldn't complain as he was still only 20 and I was 40 (something); what the Hell would we have in common?
"Shit!" Craig grumbled as he sat on the edge of the bed looking for his socks. "I told Matt I'd meet him in the pub at 9 to discuss next weekends gigs; is that ok?" He was now pulling a black band t-shirt over his mop of dark hair and covering up his tattooed torso.
"No, of course not." I lied as I rested on my elbow and began stroking my sore fanny. Earlier in the evening he'd made me cum 3 times by licking me; and his rough stubble had scraped against my soft pubic skin.
"Fucking Hell Kim!" He shook his head as he used my real name; "I promised Matt...and I don't think I can get it up again."
Just to tease him for leaving me I was now fingering my pussy and rubbing his sticky spunk into my tits. I pouted as I saw his cock twitch inside his tight black jeans. I winked and giggled as I sucked a lump of spunk off my finger.
"I know you have promised." I smiled as I covered myself with the quilt. "How long are you away for this time?"
He thought for a moment as he struggled to pull a cowboy boot on. His band were supporting a top rock band in three Universities over 100 miles away and it was a great opportunity for them.
"All weekend I think, back on Tuesday." Craig said as he fluffed up his hair in the mirror. "Is that ok?"
"It'll have to be; won't it?" I replied then playfully sighed, "I just don't know what I'll do with myself for 5 days."
It was his turn to wink now as he bent over the bed and kissed me on the cheek. Then his cute arse was gone.
After a quick shower and some supper I couldn't resist my carnal urges and went back online. Quite a few friends had left rude messages and a couple of guys were online. It didn't take them very long to get my robe off and see me in the nude. The show only lasted half an hour but they made me cum two more times as I fingered and fucked my spunky cunt with a big dildo. Then to bed.
The weekend followed the usual path with several explicit shows on the webcam and lots of action with my array of sex toys. My new trick was double penetrating myself on screen with increasingly larger and larger toys until my holes were stretched enough for me to fist my cunt and even my bum a couple of times-- which I simply adored. It was even better when Craig did it; but as I said he wasn't here.
In my free time when I wasn't masturbating I was considering dumping Craig. It was a dilemma as the sex was truly amazing but I needed a man in my life not just a boy; someone to talk to; someone to share things with. Then I would get the urge again and find myself texting him and sending naughty pictures of my tits or pussy to his camera phone. Maybe I'd dump him next week.
I presumed that Craig would come straight to my house on his return; so I didn't go online or masturbate all Monday night and made sure my pussy was especially clean shaven when I showered on Tuesday morning before going to work. I spent all morning on heat like a teenager in love. Then his text arrived at lunch time.
'CU at 8. got a surpriz. Only wear sexy shuz bask nix n stockinz whn u ansa dor.'
My mouth went dry as I read it over and over again. This was a fantasy that we'd discussed a couple of times in the last few of weeks; me answering my front door in my sexy undies. The idea really turned us on.
'What's the surprise?' I texted back.
'wots yor bigst fantsy?' came the instant reply. '?...so many!' I typed from under my desk so no one could see me.
'3sum' was the short and sweet response.
'REALLY?????????????' I typed with a shaking hand. 'yep'.
'Who with? Do I know him? I presume it's a him!' 'thats the surpriz!'
Thankfully very few people came into the Estate Agents as the afternoon dragged by because I was a wreck! My mind was elsewhere.....dreaming of fulfilling my longest held fantasy....me and two young hunks!
I arrived home at 6.30 and had a sandwich then showered. I selected my black and pink Candy of Hollywood bustiere, a pair of matching nylon and mesh shorty knickers and a pair of Cervin Madonna 1979 black seamed nylons with a tarty pair of 4-inch wet look spiked heel shoes that I'd bought on Saturday.
The bustiere is very very sexy as it pulls in my stomach; emphasising my hourglass figure, and pushes my big boobs upwards and outwards -- making them look massive. There's even a particular way I can wear it that shows the top half of my aureole as my boobs bounce when I walk.
I was dressed and ready by 7.45 so opened a bottle of wine and sat in the living room with my robe covering my underwear. As usual my impatience got the better of me and the anticipation was driving me crazy; so much so I was onto my second large glass at 8 o'clock. I kept staring at the clock and the second hand hardly moved plus my ears were on red-alert for any movement and sound near the front door. 5 past; 10 past, quarter past - nothing.
"The bastard!" I thought as I sipped my white wine and wished that I hadn't given up smoking cigarettes 5 years ago. "The bastard's made me do this and he'll be in the pub. Bastard."
Just as the large hand stroked the 4 on the clock; my doorbell finally rang making me spill some wine as I jumped up loosening my robe and dropping it onto the lounge floor. I was so excited I desperately had to stop myself running down the hall to greet my young lover and 'his friend'. Thankfully the shoes were so tall; running was the last thing I could do in them.
My heart was pounding and I was in danger of forgetting to breathe as I turned the key and peered through the frosted glass and couldn't see anyone. I tentatively pulled the door towards me and shivered as the cold night air caught me unawares. There was no one there in front of my terraced house. Then I heard a familiar giggle and looked out to see Craig standing grinning slightly to the side of the door frame.
"SURPRISE!" He shouted as he stepped forward and sharply pushed the door towards me revealing another young man at the other side. I stood literally frozen the spot in my sexiest underwear for all to see as they both stood grinning at my shocked expression (and no doubt, my lack of clothing).
"Get inside!" I hissed in my haste to close the door.