Darren was back home the summer between Junior and Senior year, and he was bored out of his fucking mind. None of his friends from high school had returned to their little town in rural Kansas, and his summer job doing landscaping only kept him busy until the middle of the afternoon.
Worst, he was horny all the fucking time.
He had a hookup partner - he wouldn't call her a girlfriend, Sarah, - back in school at California. They would still text a little bit. A few times a week he would wake up to a snap of her cute a-cup breasts, reminding him of how responsive those little nipples were in his mouth, or a little message about how much she missed his cock in her mouth. But all this did was enhance his frustration that the only company he really had was his left hand.
The absolute worst part, though, was how... active... his parents were. They had clearly gotten used to having an empty house, and hadn't re-adjusted their practices when he got home. They lived in a small two bedroom bungalow, and sound tended to travel. They even shared one bathroom. The family had a lot of money struggles when Darren was younger, but now his parents were doing quite well off - they just didn't feel the need to upgrade their housing.
The first night he was back home the only sound of their bed-frame squeaking, but by a few nights later he would have to lay their, awake, listening to the little wet sounds they made fucking, hearing his mom moan and gasp as they did whatever they were doing.
He wasn't disgusted by it. Honestly, good for them to still be that active. And he could see why - they were both pretty attractive people, objectively speaking. His mom was approaching fifty, and had an ample chest and pretty big ass, which Darren occasionally couldn't help himself to glancing at when she was walking around the house in her yoga pants.
Honestly, with how fucking horned up he was and the fact that he hadn't gotten laid in almost two months, he had pleasured himself to the sounds they were making more than once. Closing his eyes, usually imagining Sarah's tight little pussy wrapped around his dick, though from time to time he couldn't help his mind to straying to a much rounder ass bouncing up and down on his cock.
He had tried all the apps to find someone to hook up with, but it just hadn't worked. There was no one between 18 and 30 anywhere near this town who he had the remotest interest in. He had tried expanding the range to a bigger city a little over an hour away, but even then it was hard to find someone he clicked with. So his only help was porn - and the occasional moans of a woman in the throws of pleasure.
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One night in late July, Darren was having an especially hard night sleeping because of his throbbing cock. His parents had been especially shameless - the sounds that were being made could be nothing but a hand slapping an ass, and the sounds his mother Alice had been making reached a peak of intensity that rivaled some porn. He was tempted to throw something on his computer with the speakers blaring, just to show them what it was like living next to that.
He retreated down the living room to try to get away from the noise, putting on some headphones and playing a game on his xbox. At one point during a loading screen, he noticed a little movement in the window next to TV - a reflection from behind him. His mom was tiptoeing in, barely covered in a little towel, clearly trying not to be heard as she ducked into the kitchen. Now she was trying to be stealthy? After all that show? Darren couldn't help but smirk.
He caught her reflection again as she turned and left the kitchen, cradling two cups of water in her hands, when she reached to adjust her towel - and it dropped. The reflection was almost a mirror - Darren could see the entire hourglass physique of her bare back, some ample love-handles, and could even make out the darker shade of red on her ass where she had been smacked. She quickly stooped and grabbed the towel, re-draping herself, glancing behind her to see if she had been seen. Darren snapped his eyes back to the screen.
The porn he looked for that night wasn't girls who looked like his petite college girlfriend. MILF was the primary search term he used. But it wasn't enough, even after he came and cleaned himself up, he was desperately horny. He needed pussy. He started browsing personals again, swiped through the apps (nothing new) then started exploring hookup communities. There was one for Kansas - and - his jaw dropped - there was a post referencing his small town:
"51F looking for hung bull near Aurora."
He wasn't that interested - what were the odds someone that old would be fuckable? Especially in this dump? He clicked through the profile but there were no other posts. Just out of curiosity, he clicked through and red the description:
"Looking to be fucked by someone new for the first time in 30 years. Must be hung. Hubby won't be involved at first, but maybe over time. Applicants send a dick pic and I will be in touch."
"What the hell," Darren muttered to himself. He had always been told he had a pretty great dick, it was long and girthy, with a slightly bigger head and an upwards curve. And plus, worst case scenario, he could just back out. And fucking someone who could host and wouldn't have emotional baggage might be a plus.
Darren was already getting hard again - it was impossible to contain these days. He stroked it to its fully length, laid down so it reached almost to his belly button, and snapped a pic. It was pretty up-close - this was a small town - and he wanted to avoid any identifying features. He sent a brief message describing himself - though he said he was 23, again, small town, and said he'd be interested in talking more.
The next day he woke up, and had gotten a response message from 'KinkyMILF212."
"Mmm, that's a delicious looking cock. Is it as big as it looks? Can you show me something for comparison?" the message was from around 6AM. He looked around his room, found an empty coke can, and stroked himself back up to size. He took another pic.
"Tell me what you want to do with it... and can you show me what I'd be working with?"
He was surprised by the rapidness of the response: "Oh wow, you sure big. This is me..."
The picture that came in was of some absolutely massive tits, pressed together, with sand in the background. The areolas were large and brown. Darren found himself instantly turned on - which he took as a sign of just *how* desperate he was.
"And as for what I want to do with that cock... well, my husband and I started playing with the idea of me fucking someone else. It turned him on so, so much, and I have to say, I'm intrigued by being with a younger guy. Someone who can take me for a few rounds. I'd love to ride that cock, and feel it erupting in me. Do you think that's something you might be interested in?"
"I haven't fucked anyone in months, and would love to fill you up..."
"You'll have to take it slow... I haven't had a cock that big in... maybe ever"
