Jumping the Fence – Chapters 5 to 7

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Jumping the Fence – Chapters 5 to 7Chapter Five – New HorizonsIt must have been about the turn of the millennium – certainly when the internet and mobile phones were well entrenched in everyday life that a new horizon opened quite unexpectedly for me. I was now nearing my mid fifties, I recall, and hadn’t stopped my enjoyable modus operandi. Sex whenever I wanted it with whoever I chose – male or female – but had toned things down a little to maybe three or four sessions a week. I had a busy social life outside of my sexual one and also had developed other interests that occupied my time. However, sex was still a most important aspect to my whole being and I worked hard at maintaining my physical and mental well being to enjoy it to the maximum and hopefully also my partners. I had maintained or even improved my figure and kept myself as attractive as possible without going down the ‘tarty’ line. I could do the slut thing for my friends when they so desired. Hence I looked to the outside observer to be a smart conservative but sexy lady.It was into this environment that one night, resting after a good rut with one of my mates, that he asked me if I would initiate his son into real sexuality. This was certainly a first for me – being asked that is – and not since I lusted after my son and his mates all those years ago had I considered young boys. My mature and younger men were all I needed and they continued to fit the role I sought of them. However the thought grew on me and intrigued me. The initiation of a young man, a virgin no doubt, started my juices flowing. Since my greatest thrill in sex with blokes was the power I felt I held as I stiffened their cocks and finally controlled their blasts of wonderful spunk into me, I thought that having a totally vulnerable young teenager would be the ultimate in control. So it was with this in mind that I agreed to my mate’s suggestion, though I almost reneged when he told me he had just turned fifteen.“Isn’t that i*****l” I asked my friend. “ Probably, but what teenage boy isn’t going to remain silent if he knows he can get his fill of sex from a hot woman and totally enjoy every moment”So began one of the most exciting and fulfilling periods of this nefarious life of mine.It was a Saturday afternoon when my mate arrived with his son Leon. The boy was gorgeous and reminded me so much of my own beautiful son with his soft blonde hair and tall and gangly – all arms and legs – but at least he was through that awkward period that teenagers go through. He wasn’t outgoing, but neither was he shy and he had lots of questions for me. I had to slow him down and ask his father how long I had him for. “ Well we’ve brought along some spare clothes so if you are happy for him to stay all night, then that’s fine with me. His mother has also approved of this” he explained. I never ceased to be amazed at the openness of our newer generation. My husband would have brought criminal charges but here was this very fortunate young man who’s parents willingly encouraged him to spend the night learning to fuck an older woman which hopefully would put him in good stead for the rest of his life in dealing with women. I would teach him really well. Where would I start? I wondered. I could just strip him naked and fuck the daylight out of him and probably at this age he would be capable of lots of ejaculations but there would be no great sense of arousal in that for me and probably for him. He needed to know the importance of arousal and teasing and lingering and longing. I started by asking him about his experience with girls – had he had any sexual experience, had he ever seen a girl naked and touched one and tried to relax him and get him in the mood by encouraging him speak openly and give the details. He started hesitantly telling me he had a girlfriend who let him touch her tits and quite recently her fanny. Had he actually seen her fanny I asked but he admitted he had not. He’d felt her up under her dress but she let him put a finger in her. She in turn had actually taken his cock from his pants and stroked him till he came – he said he didn’t mind letting her see him aroused and spurting , in fact, he really enjoyed being on show. He then readily admitted he had seen his mother naked lots of times and had watched his parents fucking a few times through a window which got him hard and he had to go have a wank. “What’s Mum do to Dad?” I asked as nonchalantly as possible. “She sucks him always and gets fucked on her knees mostly” he explained. I wondered why his dad fucked me as often as he did and whether this boy knew I was fucking his father but left it alone. I knew his father enjoyed fucking his wife but she simply didn’t do it as often as he needed his sex. She probably knew he was fucking me and realised I wasn’t a threat.I asked if he would like to see me naked to which he readily agreed. I was fully dressed minus my underwear as usual so stood and performed a little strip tease for him then when fully naked I disappeared into my room and returned wearing stilettos and dark seamed stockings to teach him the effects arousal using lingerie. It certainly worked as I could see the bulge in his trousers almost immediately. I told him to stand and I undressed him slowly – removing every item of clothing and stroking him somewhere after each piece was taken off and being careful not to touch his cock. By the time he was nude, his skin would have been tingling. I stood back and admired this gorgeous young body – tall and slim, slightly muscled and seemingly all cock. It stood proudly away from his body and I could see the drop of pre-cum on the tip already. I praised his body and asked if he was embarrassed.“Not at all” he responded, “I’m very proud of what I have and really enjoy being admired by you. I’ve never seen a bald fanny like yours” he explained, “ Mum has lots of hair down there and I can feel my girlfriend has some too”“I get waxed regularly” I told him ,” and its so much more enjoyable and sensitive for sex. Now come and kneel on the floor in front of the couch. I’m going to sit down and show you my body up close and explain what every bit does and how to arouse me by touching it properly”For the next hour, I showed and explained everything. I parted my cuntlips and showed him every bit of that – I was very aroused because the lips were beautifully swollen and when I had him stroke my cunt and my clit first with his fingers then his tongue, I started orgasming . This startled him a bit but I settled him down. He was thrilled when I showed him how to find my g-spot and he became very adept in a short space of time at licking my clit while stroking my g-spot with two fingers pushed up me. The next orgasm, I held back and held back until I knew I was going to have a squirt and told him to watch and feel. As my fluid bubbled up then ran copiously down my cunt lips and dripped onto the floor, the poor boy was so overcome he let go a spurt of cum himself. Since he had been licking and probing everything from my arse to my tits for about an hour I reasoned it was time to attend to his obvious needs.“Darling, I’m going to suck you off now and I don’t want you to hold back. You’ll be very quick to cum and you can do that into my mouth – don’t feel concerned because I love it – I want to swallow your juice”He stood before me and presented his cock to my mouth as I sat on the couch. With his balls in one hand and the other hand firmly gripping the base of his cock I leaned forward and took that wonderful virginal cock into my mouth and just rested there. I savoured the feel and the taste and used my tongue to probe the slit and lick every drop of fluid from it. I didn’t have to suck or move my mouth on his cock at all. He was so overcome with his first blow job that I just had to massage his beautiful ball sac, heavy with his spunk, that with a minute or two this young man’s prick was twitching in my mouth and I could feel the delicious build up of an almighty ejaculation. I wasn’t disappointed – pulse after pulse of hot salty cum shot down my throat. I didn’t so much as swallow but felt I was drinking from a tap. Oh, the glories of youth being able to produce so much fluid at one go and lucky lucky me – the girl who adored swallowing men’s juice – to have such a prolific supplier of ‘my favourite tipple’. I let him finish and he was breathing hard and told me he was weak at the knees so I let him sit next to me as I slowly withdrew my mouth from him. He simply didn’t go soft but perhaps the fact I had hold of this fabulous youthful piece of meat contributed to that. I, of course, had had a number of delicious little orgasms as this was proceeding and I had an urgent need to be fucked into a major orgasm now and I told this boy so.“Leon, you know what to do and where to put it “ I demanded, “ I need to be fucked desperately”. I lay back on the carpet and pulling my knees to my chest and reaching around them and roughly pulling my cunt lips apart, Leon knelt before me and guided his own cock into my willing and easily entered fanny. Once in, I told him to stop, so I could savour the incredible feeling of this virginal cock deep in my well fucked old pussy- old it may be but I could still play tricks with it and tightened my muscles to grip him. In fact I could almost suck him off with my cunt with my muscle tightening ability – sending pulses through the muscle which I now began doing. I felt him harden even more but was confident he wouldn’t cum again so soon – and he didn’t. “ Now darling boy just fuck me slowly – use long slow strokes “ I instructed. Fucking is such a natural instinct and here was this boy who had never had his cock inside a woman before but when instructed to ‘fuck’, he was able to move straight into a steady rhythmic motion in which I just swooned. I couldn’t help fantasise that this was my own boy of nearly 20 years ago who I had lusted after then and inadvertently referred to my present fucker as ‘son’ as he fucked me steadily.I think he probably kept at it for nearly an hour but who was counting or watching the time. Leon was capable of continuing almost indefinitely I felt and I just luxuriated in the moment, having mini orgasms along the way and talking continually to this boy and learning so much from him and about him, his family and other young friends. I, in turn, told him of women and girls, our likes and fantasies, our erogenous zones and all the incredibly enjoyable things we could do together called fucking. I did want to stress to him that sex was not necessarily all about fucking as we were now doing but so many other ways of arousal that I hoped to teach him. I also explained that I didn’t believe that sex and love had much in common – real love between humans didn’t need to involve sex and, of course, as he was now experiencing, you could have great sex without love.“ Don’t fall in love with me Leon. You’ll probably lust after me for a long time but you’ll soon realise that’s not love. Now when you are ready speed up a bit until you are ready to cum as I think we both need a rest”He did as he was told and I aided his advance to ejaculation by reaching between us and stroking the top of his cock and it pounded in and out of my fanny and encouraged him verbally with “Fuck me hard with your enormous cock you darling boy. Make me scream – pour your fucking man fat into my cunt – fuck me! , fuck me! – I screamed at him. It worked a treat and I felt the quickening signs of his impending explosion and shouted “cum up my cunt, cum up my cunt you bastard “ as he finally poured forth another load of his juice – the second for the day but the first of many, I hoped, into my cunt. Even though he didn’t go completely limp, he softened enough to slip from my fanny and I turned to him to cuddle him and actually I felt as though I was mothering him. The images of my son were very real – oh! what might have been. I suggested we should both now sleep and he provided no argument – even a healthy young man tires after a good fucking and he certainly had the stamina to keep a girl happy for a long time.I had intended to take this young man out to dinner as I felt that was to be part of his education as expected by his parents but he’d have none of it. He just wanted to fuck me incessantly and who was I to complain. I not had such a capable sex partner and I was more than able to keep up with him. We’d fuck and drop off to sleep or I’d get him a drink and get into it again. The only down side was that it became a bit repetitive especially after we’d tried every possible position and I did alternate between cunt and mouth to the point where he was just fucking my mouth in the end – I hardly had to do any arousing sucking and stroking. I swallowed loads of his delicious cum and would wash it down with a mouthful of a nice red afterwards. Eventually we fell asleep for the night and didn’t stir until the sun was well up next morning.As we rolled together and indulged in a long stimulating tongue kiss, I felt he was ready again but this time I stopped him sliding up me. “Leon, you’ve had me every way possible and I hardly need to teach you how to fuck but there’s more to it than just sticking your prick in a girls cunt or mouth – you’ll both soon tire of that. A girl likes to know she’s capable of keeping her man interested and also likes to be just as satisfied as you do”. I explained.“I’m a girl who cums easily and lets you know it but not all girls are so easily aroused or as vocal as I am. Since we started this yesterday afternoon when I taught you to eat me and get me off with your tongue, you’ve not put your tongue near me all night and, like most girls, I love to be licked to orgasm regularly.” I almost whined.“Now get down there between my legs and start where you left off yesterday – we were both eager for a good fuck yesterday but now I want some gentle persuasion. I’m full of your spunk and you’ve got to learn to clean it from me and share it with me – not all girls will be into this but there’s not too many who will refuse you especially if they’ve just been as well fucked as I have. It’s a lovely way to come down slowly from the highs and very intimate as well – makes us feel very special.”He was an excellent student and soon had me purring as he cleaned his sperm from my vaginal area (and there was an awful lot of it) then scampered up the bed to share it with me in a long tongue sucking kiss.“Ok”, I announced, “ I’m taking you somewhere that needs the utmost consideration of your partner. Have you ever heard of anal sex”?“yes” he answered almost too eagerly, “I think I’ve seen Dad and Mum do that – Dad put on a condom and then started rubbing some cream into Mum’s bum before getting behind her doggy fashion”“Probably was” I replied, “and we’ll take it very easy and teach you all the necessary cleanliness tricks”. I explained how not all girls enjoyed it so he must never just expect it and he has to discuss it with his partner first. He must use lubrication and a condom if he feels happier that way but that’s not necessary but he must be absolutely clean before and after and never put his cock into the girl’s mouth or cunt after anal unless he has washed himself thoroughly. I told him it was a sensational way of having sex especially for the guys but arousal was important and took some getting used to.“Arousal!” he queried.“Yes, have you ever heard of rimming” I asked. He hadn’t really he said – he’d heard the word but had no idea. “Well darling boy, that’s tickling the anus with your tongue. You don’t need to stick the tongue inside – not many do but its lovely to do it to your partner and really good fun to do it to each other but again you have to be absolutely clean or it’s a big turn off. Want to try?“ I asked eagerly Again he was a keen learner but I took the reins this time and I did it to him first to allow him time to get used to the sensation. Obviously it had the desired effect as he seemed to grow even longer and harder – if that was possible – than he already was. He rapidly became very enthusiastic to try it on me so I willingly obliged by kneeling on the edge of the bed and with Leon kneeling on the floor behind me he had perfect access to my bum hole and began probing and licking like an old hand. He had me drooling and very soon he suggested he may like to go further.“Like what” I queried.“Can I fuck you there? “ he asked almost timidly.“Oh! you darling boy, please be my guest. There’s lubrication in the bedside drawer” I instructed. Though I hardly needed that as his saliva had my arse dribbling almost. He stood behind me and gently pushed lube into my rear hole then rubbed a little into his steel hard prick and proceeded to enter, slowly at first until he had pushed past the sphincter then, with one lunge, he almost fell into me and he was balls deep in my arse. This was a first for me in that it was the youngest prick and possibly the hardest I’d had in my rectum and I intended to enjoy every second of it. I encouraged him to fuck me slowly and deeply and once he had his rhythm going I asked him to bend over and reach around me to play with my clit. This had the desired effect of driving me to wonderful heights of arousal and I began a series of small orgasms but building to a giant – one I knew would produce flood of juice from me. And so it came, this time squirting from me onto the bed in such copious quantities that Leon could feel it with his fingers. This so encouraged and aroused him that he began a hard fucking pounding my poor old arse hole with his magnificent meat rod until I felt the tell tale signs. He didn’t even ask where or if he could cum in me but just spurted forth washing my bowels with his hot jism. It was enough for a lady to find enough energy to finish with a little orgasm of her own – again.As I expected, after last nights activities and the mighty effort this morning, Leon was ready for a real rest and I too couldn’t have taken too much more. Thus we fell on the bed together and immediately slept for a couple more hours until mid morning when we rose and casually ate something together, naked as the day we were born and feeling very relaxed in each others company, Leon admitted that he had thought he may be very shy about walking naked around a lady “especially one as old as me “ he said without thinking I could take it as an insult. I didn’t. It was the disarming honesty of the boy that I enjoyed so much and he was willing to talk of the most intimate subjects with me -“More than I can tell Mum and Dad” he revealed, “ and they are pretty open about most things”Knowing his father would collect him mid afternoon, we lazed around and I tried to regale him with all sorts of advice for a young fellow starting on his sexual adventure. I did ask him if he had other mates who might like to be taught a few sexual tricks and he was reluctant to admit there were and certainly wouldn’t introduce me. However he did show me some contact details on his mobile phone and a site on the computer where boys his age communicated and he suggested that I might find some willing participants there. I rapidly became a keen student of the electronic media. We fucked again and then his father rang to say he was coming up to collect him so we dressed quickly. Dad arrived accompanied by his delicious wife – oh! How I would love to have ravished her- Elaine. We were introduced and it took all my self control not to blatantly proposition her on the spot – and I think she knew that. I didn’t know how much she knew about my relationship with her husband who had told her honestly that we worked together from time to time. She was obviously very open about sex as she’d just agreed to allowing me to fuck her son all weekend. I put her down as a possible conquest some time in the future – talk to her husband about that, I noted mentally. So began another interesting and quite exciting interlude in life to date.Chapter Six – Taboo – at last!My fuck with Leon had awakened my interest once more in young men. Teenagers to be precise. By now into the new millennium, my sexual adventures had toned down somewhat. I had my regular partners who could provide me with whatever I desired or demanded at any time and I was not short of a sexual partner on a daily basis. I had Fay and, occasionally Jane, to satisfy the emotional side of my needs at least a couple of days a week and to that end Fay and I would seek and seduce another woman from time to time. We weren’t predators but we loved trying new ladies – of any age. As for the good hard fucking of a man, again I had plenty to call on and whether it was just a nice mouthful of cum or a solid fucking in either orifice, I wanted for nothing. But the young man had aroused those delicious feelings of control and command and to have a source of almost non stop fucking and cumming. I’ve plenty of partners who can serve me up two or three loads of juice over a day or night but most young men can be an almost constant source and I thought of how much spunk Leon had pumped into me in his first few hours with me. I resolved to seek more. Using some of the sites that Leon had shown me, I soon became a ‘friend’ of a number of boys with whom I swapped phone numbers. I didn’t reveal my age until some started asking for photos. Being careful not to reveal my face in any I sent very erotic photos of myself and told them about myself and my desires. The conversations were extremely explicit and from teenage boys – pretty basic. My age seemed to have no effect. Then the text messages started to arrive asking generally ‘can we fuck’. I concentrated on one boy, Tim, who had revealed a nice slim body, a very nice straight hard cock, seemed to come from a stable background and could actually put a few sensible words together. He revealed where he and his mates congregated after school most days – a particular McDonalds, where else! Hence I took a day off work, had a look around the area and found a nice little motel nearby and checked in. I had not told Tim I was intending to meet him, I just rolled up to that McDonalds and waited until the boys started to arrive from school. A small group gathered and I wasn’t sure if Tim was among them as he to had been fairly discreet in keeping his identity hidden. I was dressed a bit differently to my usual attire. Normally I dressed conservatively but today I was ‘slutty’ – I had a short loose skirt to the top of my thighs and a tight blouse and high heels – underwear had been left at home as usual. I wore a long blonde wig and dark glasses. Now the fun began – I texted ‘where are you – do you fancy a fuck’. A very simple message and I watched from my table and waited. Of course they all had mobile phones and I tried to pick which one was answering mine. I saw a tall young man look at his and a sign of surprise crossed his face. He got up and separated from his mates and he stepped away and sent something on his phone – sure enough mine buzzed and there was his reply – ‘yes at Maccas’.‘ my cunt is wet and waiting for your cock’ I responded. He looked at it and smiled. Then I received ‘where I’m ready’ I waited a few minutes and did nothing. Tim returned to his mates and said nothing but kept his phone in his hand. I got up and walked out making sure all the boys saw me and I got the desired response – a few whistles and some lewd schoolboy remarks but I’m sure Tim had no idea who I was. I went to my car, got in. I took a photo of my fanny, sending it with an invitation to ‘cum fuck it’. I sent instructions to leave his mates and say nothing to them. I described my car and where it was parked in a remote corner of the parking lot. He was at the passenger’s door within minutes and fortunately none of his mates had followed him. He threw his backpack on the floor and climbed in. I had my skirt around my waist and the poor boy couldn’t take his eyes off my fanny and legs. “Hi, I’m Amy, sorry for the surprise like this but I bursa escort love a little adventure. Now show me that cock of yours” I demanded. I reached over and started to undo his belt and fly. The beautiful boy was stiff already as I suspected he would be and I reached in to take it clear so I could stroke it.“How many times can you cum in a hour” I queried as I stroked his lovely long thin prick. He was a bit surprised at this question -“Not sure, I’ve never timed myself, but probably three or four times” he stuttered.Let’s count shall we” I responded, and looking around I could not see anybody too close, so I leant over and started sucking his cock. What eager young man can resist or control himself with a soft warm mouth around his tool. Tim was no different and I think it was probably two minutes at the outside that I felt his tell-tale signs and his groans of release before the warm salty liquid poured forth into my gullet. So much of it but experience told me how to swallow every drop. I lifted my head slowly and licked the last drips from his slit before looking him in the eyes and said “thank you”. I think he thought that was to be it, until I said “ now we are off to fuck you to a standstill” and we drove around the corner to the motel.We pulled up right outside our door and with no one around I suggested he get out and ‘leave your cock ‘ out and I got out with my skirt around my waist as well. I love the risk of being caught being naughty. Unfortunately we weren’t and I took him in my arms as soon as we entered and gave him a long hard tongue kiss which he returned enthusiastically. I undressed him slowly, savouring his lean hard youthful body, stroking, kissing and nibbling him wherever I felt but slipping his cock in and out of my hand and mouth. I disrobed very quickly, not having much to remove but left on my impossibly high stilettos. A little sashay around the room allowed him to appreciate my full mature body and I wasn’t disappointed at his response. “You’re fantastic for an older lady” he quipped, “may I play with your pussy. I’ve never seen a real shaved one before”I said nothing but threw myself backwards onto the bed, feet (in shoes) drawn up and apart giving this lovely youth complete access to my genitalia. He needed no instruction. Supporting himself on my knees he pushed forward and entered my cunt easily. His gorgeous young cock slid in balls deep. I could feel them slapping against my arse. I encouraged him to fuck me hard and cum fast as we had some measuring to do. He grunted and looked at me quizzically – “remember,” I said, “ we want to see how many times you can cum in an hour or at least before you have to go home”.It seemed to have the desired effect because I could feel him stiffen even more in a very short time. Relaxing and letting Tim put in all the energy, I felt my cunt being internally hosed with his cream. “Stay in there if you can darling until you are ready to go again” I urged. True to his word he remained hard enough to stay right where he was and I engaged him in conversation asking about himself. He assured me he was sixteen, though if he‘d said younger I’d have believed him. I had to be a bit careful re the age particularly with a new paramour who I didn’t know or trust because it was i*****l as I explained to him. He laughed and told me I was safe but scoffed at the idea that young guys might get psychologically damaged if they fucked an older woman. He told me a mate of his who goes to another school, who was caught fucking a married teacher in her forties. Fortunately the school didn’t go to the police but they sacked the teacher and had him and a couple of his mates (who were fucking her too) attend counselling. He said that was a joke as some old religious bloke tried to explain to them they would be scarred for life unless they promised never to have sex with a woman until they were married. They also had to go & be apologised to by the woman. He met her as arranged by the counsellor (who didn’t attend) at some café across town and all she did was tell him that now she was unemployed he could come to her house and fuck her there during the day while her husband was at work and k**s at school. So he does at least once a week and so do the other two guys and they even have a gang bang when all are there together. It’s done him and his mates the world of good and now he doesn’t have to pressure his girlfriend to fuck so they have a great relationship. I agreed that it was very normal for young boys to fantasise about sex with older women and couldn’t see how it would harm them but we still had to be careful of the moral police. He built up a bit slower to his next ejaculation but I could feel it cumming and I encouraged him by asking him to “ fuck my hot cunt hard “ and “fill me with cum from your hard prick” and other platitudes which again worked as he pumped into me. Three shots in 50 minutes was pretty good and I let him relax and slip out of me. Oh! The joys of youthI questioned him as to whether he may have friends who would enjoy ‘this old lady’ also. He was quite enthusiastic and quite different to Leon who was reluctant to share. I told Tim not to expect anything until I got to know him but that I may party with him and his mates occasionally, “but they all have to be able to cum like you do” I reminded him. He was quite intrigued by my lust for his ‘cum juice’ so I explained briefly that since I found sexual liberation, then a man pouring his juice on me or in me was my ultimate in satisfaction.“I love everything sexual but a mans juice is my priority pleasure. I told him how I loved the taste and how it varied from man to man and even from the same man depending on diet. Young men like him were usually sweeter or less salty because they generally had higher sugar diets. All he said was that his girlfriend ‘thinks its gross’ so he may give me lots if I let him. “Well lets see how you’ve recovered – why don’t you give me a tit fuck and cover my face in it “I suggested. I lay back and let him straddle my chest. His cock had hardly subsided and as soon as he put it between my tits with a bit of lube that I supplied, he was rock hard again. My tits are big enough to just wrap around a medium thickness prick and with my tongue out to just lick the eye as it pushed up to my face, I soon had him groaning again. They are amazing these boys and their capacity to regenerate their spunk. He was pumping the delicious gooey liquid all over my face and neck within ten minutes helped along when I forced a finger up his arsehole. He groaned and fired about 5 ropes across me – I took my finger and scrapped as much as I could into my mouth and massaged the rest into my skin, “ a great skin rejuvenator – thank you “So it was to be four in about ninety minutes and I thought that pretty good. He definitely had gone soft this time poor darling as I know he had tried hard – and succeeded mind you. I asked if he wanted a lift home and he obliged. So we dressed and I dropped him near his home after having learnt all about his very normal family – parents and siblings and nothing out of the ordinary there. We agreed to stay in touch via text and email but I was calling the shots and I suggested it may be better if he could keep this to himself – at least for a while until we knew each other better and then I could promise some real fun. That was nice and easy and I was ready for some new young cocks even before I got home. My guts and cunt were full of cum and my hair was matted with it – so what! I thought. That is what I came for and I wasn’t disappointed. Now I was going to enjoy finding some new youthful meat. And so it was. They were so easy to find and pick up. Of course, with all these things I had my own set of rules. Not wanting to use condoms, I had to determine beforehand how sexually active they were which meant they could be suspect. Young boys will fuck anything as we know so I had to gain their confidence so they would tell me their most intimate secrets – not difficult if promise of sex was at the end of it. Embarrassingly, the younger they were the safer so I relaxed my rule regarding the age, and I had lots of very much younger boys over the next few years. However, I’m very sure that I’ve never caused any one of them a minute of psychological concern. Quite the opposite as I’m sure they have all blossomed into very healthy happy and secure young men especially in their relationships. I also never invited a single one to my apartment. The last thing I wanted was a horny young bloke and his mates baying at my door for a root. I also rarely ever told any, where we would have sex for the same reason. Most were really nice young men but you couldn’t really trust them. I often wondered how my son would have reacted if he had a woman like me at that. I would get to ask him one day.I didn’t generally spend the night with them either – usually because they couldn’t stay out all night and I was a bit limited by my work schedule as well. I could take one day per week off and could pick up the occasional one in the evening if he told his parents he was off to his mates or going to sport. It was all such good fun, all done in secrecy and new ones never knew who or what they were getting. I did have a few weekends when they would be pretending to have sleepovers with their mates but this was mainly the older ones in their final school years. That was always fun and I was happy to be shared between two or three and often I invited Fay along. Jane also joined me once or twice but I’m not sure she felt safe with these young guys all fucking her – sometimes all at once.Tim was my first multiple and that was a weekend tryst. I actually posed as the mother of one of his mates and met Tim’s mother who willingly let me take her son away for a weekend. Poor lady was so gullible and I even gave her my mobile number in case she wanted her boy for anything. Then we picked up two of his mates who weren’t so restricted. I’d fucked both of them on separate occasions so I knew exactly what I was getting for the weekend and I WAS excited.I’d chosen an apartment on the Central Coast north of Sydney and on the drive up there I encouraged the boys to chat about their sex lives. Goodness me, young men have such boring sex lives – I thought there’d be a lot of experimentation with all sorts of activities and positions and different girls. Their real lives consisted of trying to get into the pants of any girls they could and it was usually ‘get me off quick’ and hopefully a sticky finger for their girlfriend who was left high and dry and probably covered in cum poor k**. I was obviously going to have to teach these boys a thing or two this weekend and to try to show a bit more understanding of their girlfriends. No wonder they had trouble getting into their pants – the girls knew there was nothing in it for them.I think on arrival, the few people we passed as we moved into the apartment must have thought Grandma had arrived with her grandsons. How disgusted would they be if they knew the truth. I felt fabulous knowing that very soon I’d have three young hard cocks in me – maybe all at the same time and gallons of sperm spilled on me and in me over the weekend.First instruction – no clothing. I wanted full access to their bodies every minute of the weekend. If they felt a bit shy about running around naked in front of their mates they shouldn’t be here but they could wear a towel wrapped around and that’s all. None did. I likewise stripped for them and stayed that way. We had enough supplies in the fridge to last us and really all I needed to eat was spunk and these boys, I knew, had loads of that for me.We arrived late afternoon Friday – it was a large one bedroom apartment with a fantastic kingsize bed (I knew it from previous visits) and a couch in the living area which folded out into a bed. Fay was coming on Saturday so she could have that. After we stacked the fridge with supplies, I announced, “OK boys, you know my favourite activity and I’m sure you each have a nice load of fresh hot spunk for my pre-dinner snack so right now I’m sitting here on the floor and you are each going to fuck my face and you don’t stop until I have drained you of your first load” Tim was first. He just strolled over with an almost hard cock standing proud and casually placed it in my open mouth. I didn’t touch him until he was well in then I had to grab hold and stop him from gagging me, he was so far in. While I can deep throat a guy, it’s not the best activity if you want him to come quickly and empty a load down your throat. I need to use my hands on his cock and balls as well. With my left hand full of his wonderful heavy young balls, my right stroked his cock base and I dragged my long painted fingernails along the skin. I knew he couldn’t take too much of this especially since he’d not had a wank or fuck since last weekend. He took no time to start pouring forth his delicious hot cream – he’d obviously had more sweets than usual as he tasted quite different than usual – it was thick and sticky but so smooth as it just flowed straight down my throat. The other two, George and Tony (who was particularly well built in the cock department), just had their cocks out and stroked them to full arousal as they watched their mate face fuck ‘our favourite old slut’ as they referred to me. Tony said he wanted to ‘fuck your fat arse’ and I actually got wet hearing that as I sucked Tim because I’d not had his big cock in there so that would be a nice experience to expect. This may sound disrespectful to me but in fact it was just the exuberance of youth being in an unreal situation for boys of their age. They did, in fact, live by every word I said and never once showed any thoughtlessness or lack of kindness in any way. Whilst they were in the grip of lust, they also probably had a lot of love for me as I played out their fantasies with them.I took George next and he didn’t disappoint either. In minutes I had him breathing hard with his cock hardly moving between my lips as I felt the hot pulses of his sperm run over my tongue and trickle down my throat. As he finished I removed his cock from my mouth and squeezed a large final drop out of the eye, then leaning forward I rubbed it around my lips knowing full well that his cock tip would be super sensitive.I beckoned to Tony now and he strolled forward to within reach. I stretched forward and took hold of his solid cock and squeezed particularly hard as I chastised him,“You wicked boy referring to my arse as fat – you wont get to fuck it if you insult me like that’” He went a shade of red as embarrassment overcame him“I’m sorry Amy” he whimpered, “ I was trying to compliment you. Its really just nice and broad like a sexy mature lady should be”“Flattery will get you everywhere darling, so stick that thing down my throat if it will fit and let me have my dessert” I ordered. He did as he was told and I think he came quicker than either George or Tim. Whether he had more than the other two I don’t know but it seemed so though it was probably because he just pumped pulse after pulse into my rapidly swallowing mouth. I sat back on my haunches “thank you my darling gentlemen, what do you want for dinner now that I’ve had mine?” I queried. Someone suggested I should be dinner but I declined by making the excuse that I wanted them to eat heartily as they had a lot of work to do over the next couple of days. I got up and went to the kitchenette where I prepared some very nice steaks I got for all of us. I was chuckling to myself and lost in memories as I handed the boys a beer each and poured myself a glass of red. How wonderful it would have been if this had been my family scene twenty years earlier with a gorgeous naked son and husband (maybe even the daughter) sitting at the servery. Alas it was not to be but I did miss them sometimes even my bitch of a daughter who never gave me any reason to have fond memories of her. But my son Mikey – yes I’d loved to have fucked him back then when I was in the grip of sheer uncontrollable lust. Would it have caused him psychological damage – I doubted it looking at these young men now who were in full control and doing nothing more than living out a fantasy that every teenage boy has.We chatted while we ate and I asked if they were uncomfortable with being naked in front of each other or did it create any sexual feelings for each other. They scoffed at the idea and suggested that because they were here to all fuck the same woman such thoughts didn’t cross their minds. Some guys at school who couldn’t get a chick were tempted to try other guys and some, they understood, actually liked other guys but in their case they were committed ‘heteros’ and took no notice of each other in a sexual way. They didn’t even bother comparing size because I showed them that I loved being fucked by each of them so why would they worry about things like that. They weren’t out to prove anything to anyone because they had me as their common goal. Very mature attitude I thought, for boys of this age. I made them all go and shower thoroughly after dinner then we could just fuck me where and how they pleased. They were all football fans so we sat on the long couch and I reached out and stroked cock after cock, getting them each nice and hard but not letting them cum. While one was getting the action the others would content themselves with the football game. Occasionally one would crawl on the floor and ask me to spread my legs wide so he could lick me out. Then I would have a nice little orgasm. At half time I knelt on the floor in front of the TV and asked them to each fuck me doggie for a few minutes but stop before they came because I wanted them to build up to another nice juice shot later in the evening when we were ready for bed – a sleeping pill I called it. So they took turns but no anal because I knew as soon as they got their cocks into my tight arse they couldn’t control themselves and they’d be shooting goo everywhere. Besides the next cock I wanted in there was going to be Tony’s because I’d never tried him before and his size was going to be something special. As we neared full time I once again slid off the couch and laying face down on the carpet, I said “ Ok, gents its time for your sleeping pills. I’m going to let Tony have his wish and fuck my broad arse because I’ve never had him there before, unlike you other two. Go and get the lube off the bedside table please” None of the boys needed instruction, not even Tony who, I knew, was an anal virgin. One of them took the lube and greased up my bum-hole very gently and thoroughly – I assumed it was Tim as he’d been there most times previously and knew the drill. He pushed two then eventually four fingers into me slowly opening me up. Then no sooner had I felt the fingers leaving me than I felt the hard round beautiful knob of a cock I assumed was Tony’s. Once he had pushed passed the sphincter, I knew for sure it was Tony – it was pretty big but, it was it’s incredible hardness that all young men display that really got me going. I’d had bigger (Owen of the US navy ship) but this was still pretty special and to think I could have this whenever I wanted really. My penchant for a rectum full of hard prick was awakened and I relaxed and began to enjoy. “I’m going to be enjoying this for a while boys if Tony can hold on, so come over here and play with my tits and clit if you like. One of them stuck his head under my tummy and frigged my clit while the other just pinched and teased my nipples causing me an almost continuous orgasm and I didn’t hold back – to hell with the neighbours. Tony kept up a steady rhythm, greasing me up continually as his beautiful fat cock certainly burnt the juices up quickly. Tony was enthusing about hot it was up my arse and Tim agreed it was a special place to fuck. They started joking about how to get their girlfriends to do it but I told them to let me be their bum girl and just fuck their girlfriends pussies. “not all girls enjoy it’ I reminded them.Eventually I started to feel the familiar stiffening and Tony telling us he couldn’t hold back. He insisted Tim take a photo ‘for his album’ before he ‘shot his wad’ and shoot he did. I felt the first pulses of cum filling my bowels and then it seemed like he couldn’t stop. Thrust after thrust produced a shot of hot juice until he stopped – breathing heavily. His cock shrunk slowly but my arsehole just kept closing around it holding it in position. When I eventually fell forward onto the carpet face down his prick popped out and I rested, needing to catch my breath after almost continuous orgasming.The other two still hadn’t got their loads off though they came close a few times as they played with me while Tony fucked me. So now I suggested that it was their turn. I wanted to get comfortable in bed so I took them all into the bedroom and spread myself across the huge king size bed. The boys decided that they only wanted to sleep next to me not one of their own – understandable – so Tim who had been fucking me for the past two years and had enjoyed me a lot volunteered to sleep on the couch but not before he got to empty his load in me. He just wanted a nice straight missionary fuck before bedtime and so as he approached across the end of the bed I giggled as I pulled my knees back to my chest exposing my very wet fanny to his view and asking for it to be filled. He didn’t stop his motion – just crawled right up to me and plugged my cunt with a confidence he had always displayed since I first asked him to show me his cock in my car a couple of years earlier. He had a straight rock hard cut cock of medium length and width but then what’s ‘medium’. I’ve had a huge range of sizes and enjoyed everyone. Tonight he just wanted to enjoy a good hard rut and so he did. Very forcibly he pushed (or rammed) into me, talking all the while about our previous fucks. I was laughing at the memories and explaining things aside to the other two who were both stiff – even Tony after his marathon anal effort. When I felt Tim stiffening I asked if he’d pull out and spray my face with his jism – and so he did. Some dribbled into my mouth but the rest just lay like pearly strands across my cheeks and forehead and into my hair. So deliciously decadent.George was so ready now that he was dribbling already, “where do you want it George” I enquired.“Just a tit fuck will get me there Ma’am” says George, always the gentlemen. No sooner had he straddled my chest and I wrapped my tits around his cock than he started cumming. The first shots sprayed across my face but the final pulses just poured forth onto my neck and I could feel his lovely cream running around my throat and dripping onto the bed. I scooped what I could into my mouth then dragged poor George down to where I could kiss him properly with my mouthful of his own cream. I’m not sure if he was too fond of that but he did love a full tonguie.“sleep now boys” I insisted “but I’m available anytime during the night for whatever – including you Tim. But right now I want some sleep and I reckon you all must too”With George and Tony each side of me, I dropped off very quickly – not sure about the boys but their amazing young cocks were still semi hard as I dozed off. Sure enough during the night I was woken by each of them at some stage and gently fucked to another orgasm or two while they came in whatever orifice they fancied. Someone used my bum and the other two were happy with my cunt. How lucky were we all – the boys living out a fantasy that their mates and most boys could only dream (and wank) about and me with three gorgeous hard young cocks that never seemed to deflate to satisfy my most ardent sexual cravings. It was all win- win and no one was to be hurt in any way.Morning dawned and I was out of bed with the sunrise as my three paramours slept on – all with glorious morning hard-ons which I intended to enjoy. I put bursa escort bayan the kettle on for a cup of tea then returned to Tim laying on his back on the couch uttering the murmur of a deep sleep. I knelt by his side and just took his full hard cock into my mouth and started sucking and stroking. I love my spunk in the morning washed down with tea and I intended to partake of three loads today. And so I did.Tim woke during my ministrations and rewarded me with my expected strong salty mouthful of deliciousness. I rose from my knees and padded into the kitchenette to make my tea. Once made I let it cool and then took a hearty swig as if to gird my loins for my next oral onslaught. George looked so innocent laying on his side with his half hard penis d****d across his leg. I can change that I thought as I ventured close enough to again kneel by the bed and lean forward, gently lifting his prick into my mouth with one hand and reaching for his balls with the other. Even though seemingly asleep, I was amazed at how his beautiful appendage reacted to my touch. I think the youthful vigour of the male is never asleep – after all they do get the most generous erections when sound asleep – the nervous system obviously bypasses the brain completely when it comes to the sexual organ. The classics are correct – young men can get a hard-on without any self -stimulation at all. George was no different. I think it was my massaging of his testicles that made him wake – maybe I was a little too firm of grip but he woke with a start, rolled on his back and just smiled down at me and grunted his satisfaction. He took a little longer than Tim. I think he very deliberately delayed his release to prolong the enjoyment and I was not complaining. I was running wet with orgasmic enthusiasm. No great rushes of exquisite pleasure but just a continuous tingling in my genitalia as it responded to the hardness filling my mouth. Even when the first rushes of sperm poured forth, my orgasm continued producing just a dribble of my own juice. In the meantime Tony had woken and came around behind me to roughly stick his cock into one of my orifices. I left George’s cock only long enough to tell Tony to wait his turn as this was my time to enjoy myself and I only wanted his cock in my throat.I took a few more sips of tea after George filled my mouth then walked to Tony sitting in the lounge. I told him to stand and I took his place on the chair. I’m glad the chair was a hard wooden affair as I was running profusely from my fanny – a combination of last nights shots of cum and my own juices and any upholstery would have been ruined. Tony’s cock was a magnificent piece of manhood I must admit. I took just the head in my mouth and using both hands wrapped around the shaft, I proceed to wank him into my mouth. I knew if I massaged his balls he would empty his load quicker but I was savouring every moment of this fine piece of male equipment in my mouth and I could look down at it very closely and admire the smooth texture of the skin and delicate vein structure. Alas all too soon I had to give him his satisfaction. I opened my mouth as wide as possible and let him pour forth onto my tongue then allowing the cream to roll slowly down the back of my throat. The perfect breakfast provided by three perfect young men. It was finally washed down with the remainder of my tea.I then suggested that we all shower and dress and go out for breakfast to which the boys readily agreed. They may love fucking but food is never far from their thoughts either. “Eat up big boys” I encouraged as they tucked into a hearty breakfast “ because you will have two of us to satisfy later”. I’d not told them that I had invited Fay to join us. I’d asked Jane as well but she’d begged off suggesting a woman of her age (now late sixties) would not be up to men of such tender age. I certainly hoped that I would still be at it then which has proved correct.After returning to the apartment we all disrobed again and sat around chatting over coffee. The boys were keen to start fucking again but I slowed them down promising lots of fun when Fay arrived and I stroked them each to a nice hard -on in the meantime but no cumming or penetration of any orifice. Just before noon Fay arrived with Pete. The boys were a bit taken aback and actually ran to cover themselves until Pete put them at ease by saying,“ Just wanted to see what the competition was like. Treat her rough boys – you’ll really enjoy her. Have fun sweetheart” giving Fay a peck on the cheek and disappearing.“ He’s got a bit of skirt up the road that he’s been keen to fuck for ages and this was the perfect opportunity“ Fay revealed.Fay came ready for action – dressed in just a short dress and stilettos with nothing else and some stuff in an overnight bag which she threw into my bedroom. Fay was in her late fifties now and I had watched her develop and maintain her sensuality during our years together. She was proud of her full figure and her continued fitness. She now wore her hair long – almost waist length full thick and silver grey which she wore in a plait often as now. Her marriage was as strong as ever and Pete loved the thought of his mature sexy wife fucking others and very proud that she could arouse boys of such a tender age. He knew they would give her a very good time.Fay was naked almost as soon as she walked in and obviously keen to have sex. I greeted her with one of our long lingering pashes and she repeated the same for Tim who she had fucked before but she didn’t know Tony or George. Taking one look at Tony’s prodigious cock, she reached out and taking it in hand she stroked it slowly while explaining “ I must have this urgently – it’s simply beautiful. No offence to these other gorgeous young men though”Tony was hard in seconds and Fay asked him to lay on his back on the floor. She straddled him and squatted just burying his enormous cock right up her fanny. Seeing the other two boys get hard almost straight away, I saw the opportunity to give them a treat that I was hoping for myself. Grabbing some lube, I pushed Fay forward over Tony’s chest and proceeded to grease up her arse. Beckoning to George, he needed no second invitations and woke to the scene immediately. He knelt behind Fay and without a word being spoken, he pushed his lovely youthful prick right up her arsehole. Fay gasped momentarily then smiled, asking, “ how did you know what I wanted Amy?”“We’ve not been friends for fifteen years for nothing darling” I responded. “Besides I was planning the same for myself this afternoon and will make certain I get it later -would you like Tim down your throat?” Fay just opened her mouth wide and Tim pushed his penis in. I watched with a little envy at Fay enjoying this triple pleasure while I sat it out but I couldn’t and wouldn’t deny my best friend her total satisfaction. My turn would come and its not as if I’d not been there before – just not with these wonderful young men. As she grunted then moaned her complete satisfaction the boys started unloading into her with her mouth taking the first load. I rushed to kiss her deeply and greedily get some of the just desserts but as soon as I broke the kiss, Fay really started cumming and telling the world about it. Thank goodness we were only here for a weekend or the neighbours may start complaining not that there was any doubt about where the noise was coming from or indeed why – someone was in sheer sexual ecstasy!! The boys in arse and cunt came almost together with one causing the other to erupt from the totally erotic environment they found themselves in. All four collapsed in a heap on the floor rolling with laughter and complete joy. I, too, felt enormous satisfaction at having been the instigator of such pleasure. But even though I got incredibly wet while watching, I didn’t have even a tiny orgasm which often I could get from voyeuristic activities.The team all rested for a hour or so and the boys regained their incredible stamina quite easily. It was mid afternoon and I suggested we all have a drink. I gave the boys a beer and Fay and I poured ourselves a wine and relaxed while we chatted about things sexual. The boys wanted to know all about Fay’s activities and how her husband was so cool about her fucking them. She told them she had the most trusting loving relationship with her man and had done all her married life. They both had been introduced to this swinging side of their life by me, and it had just brought them so much closer. They loved to cuddle up at night and tell each other about their adventures with others.I thought it was about time to have my treat for the afternoon and I said so. “Ok, you’ve all had your fun” I announced, “but I’ve missed out and I want something special that I’ve been planning for just such a moment. I want a double too, like Fay, but I want both the cocks in my cunt”The boys looked at each other and made a few exclamations and pulled a few faces.“Are you up for it boys or are we a bit shy about rubbing up against your mate’s prick while sharing my fanny” I teased. The boys all agreed it would be cool to try it but who was going to miss out. Tim again volunteered as he’d doubled with me before but not in my cunt and I think he fancied a bit more time with Fay because he’d stuck by her since she arrived. That meant that one of the cocks was going to be Tony’s larger than life job – interesting I thought but I can handle it. And I did. I had Tony lay on his back. I straddled him facing away towards his feet. I was relaxed and loose and he slipped in easily. I then lay back supporting myself with my arms stretched behind me and George knelt between Tony’s legs and slid his prick straight up Tony’s until it entered my pussy. It was probably only half in but enough to give us all the sensation of being incredibly tight and George really had to do all the work. He just fucked me like it was a normal missionary fuck but not only was he stimulating me but also his mate’s cock underneath him. Fay kept a hand on him to ensure he didn’t slip out. While she did that Tim slipped up her from behind and started a nice long easy fuck that he kept up for an hour or more – long after my two fuckers had blown their wads up me and slipped out for a rest. I knew exactly what Fay was getting as I’d had a few of these long sessions with Tim myself. He had a wonderful stamina and could literally fuck for hours. They rolled onto their sides and Tim just kept at it – long enough for me to have to finish them when I said I had dinner ready to be served. The other two boys had sat on the floor in front of Fay and she had played with their cocks and they’d even fucked her face a few times, all while Tim was slowly grinding away in her pussy. I just made dinner and watched – again.Soon enough daylight had slipped away and we all had a few more drinks and the boys wanted to watch their football match so Fay and I retreated to my bed and we gently played with each other – no orgasms (we had enough of them today already) just some nice pussy licking and lots of loving kisses. After the footy, all the boys wanted to do was go to bed and I wasn’t one to complain. So much for all the fantasy about non-stop fucking for the weekend – we’d all had enough excitement to exhaust us though I knew the boys always had a hard-on in them if necessary. I wasn’t to be disappointed. George and Tony slept with me again and Tim pulled the couch out into a double bed and curled up on that with Fay. I know they fucked a few times during the night and Tim didn’t come and visit me but both my bedmates used me a couple of times during the night for quickies including one up my arse again – must have been George because I would have known if it was Tony’s monster.While I got my morning cream from my bedmates, I had to get my share of Tim’s from Fay’s cunt but what nicer way to enjoy my morning medicine. All too soon our weekend was over. Pete came by to pick up Fay after we’d been out for breakfast and the boys were amazed at the passionate welcome they gave each other laughing as they promised to tell each other of their nights adventures on the drive home. Fay also made arrangements for Tim to visit and introduced him to Pete as ‘a new toy she would like to bring home sometimes’. Pete was enthusiastic as I knew he loved to watch Fay in action. We all headed home soon after and discussed what may happen from here on. The boys were all now in their final school year and happy to keep fucking me when I called but we made no other immediate arrangements for a weekend. However they did suggest that I might like to come along to their schoolies week they had planned on the Gold Coast after final exams. The idea appealed to me. I’d had slowed down my young boy pick up activities considerably. I had got a bit older – strange that and found it harder to get the slutty look that the boys liked but it was becoming a bit more risky with so much attention on u******e sex – which I tried to avoid but couldn’t always believe the boys and I did have a nice stable of young contacts who (like my present three) though getting older also were still very virile with stamina to burn. I had no trouble finding a partner who could keep it up all night or cum three or four times a night.I decided I would continue to work on going with the boys on their schoolies week and take Fay with me. We may make this our last hurrah with young boys or men as they were now and we would really make a feast of it. Tim was the organiser but I got the apartments – 2 x three bedroom to accommodate up to ten guys. Some may have girlfriends but their girls travelled and stayed separately but nearby.During this six months until years end I continued my life as usual – one may say boring but I did have lots of interests other than sex and when I looked at it, I really spent only a fraction of my time chasing good sexual activity. I didn’t have to go looking anymore. I had a phone book full of great partners – male and female but I did have one memorable pleasant interlude which belied my intention to stay away from the younger males. I had an infrequent habit of going to one of Sydneys nude beaches – a location really as there wasn’t a beach there – just a cove where lots of boats anchored and those on shore sunbathed and occasionally indulged in a bit of a frolic on the rocky outcrops surrounding the cove. Activity was usually more obvious and a great spot for voyeurs and exhibitionists alike. I liked to go and put on a show if I found a partner who I knew there. I’d taken one of my rostered days off during the week and was making my way down the bush track to my favourite rock when I needed a wee. I stepped off the track a bit – not to hide but so I didn’t piss on the track and as I squatted, I spotted under a bush some movement. Just another of the perves I thought, but lets check it out. There was a bit of breeze blowing making the trees rustle which masked the sound of my approach so that I found myself standing right behind this young boy masturbating while looking through binoculars. Nothing strange in that – it happened all the time but he seemed a very young boy who should have been in school. However it was his prick that really drew my attention. For one seemingly so young it was sizeable – even for a mature adult male – and I began to salivate just looking at it and watching the pre-cum leaking out the eye. It was a couple of days since I’d had a cock in me – far too long for a girl like me and one reason why I was here because I was sure I would get lucky with a friend. Because he had binoculars to his eyes he really didn’t see me so I just squatted down and reached for his cock. He dropped his glasses with shock and tried to get up but I had a good firm hold on him. “ Don’t be frightened sweetheart” I implored, “ I just want to admire and feel your beautiful manhood.” I wasn’t game to ask his age – it wasn’t important and he might tell me something I didn’t want to hear but I did ask, “how long have you been coming here and doing this”. Seeking some idea of his experience and history.He answered in a voice that seemed to have hardly broken, soft and fearful, “only a couple of months since I first started getting erections. I go to school nearby and sneak off for a couple of hours when I think there might be something to look at. I like it out here because it’s so private”“Don’t you have that at home” I queried as I continued to stroke his cock which he had let go of.“No – mum is always telling me to stop wanking because she knows by checking my underwear and bed sheets and its really hard because she never wears any clothes at home and dad and her are always at it leaving doors open so I’m continually horny” he almost cried.“How did you know to come here” I asked.“Because mum and dad walk down here sometimes – we live very near and I’ve followed them. I found this spot where I see them get it on in public”Poor k** obviously lived with a prick-teasing mum who didn’t know what she was doing to her boy or maybe she did and hoped he would allow her to relieve him.“Would you like to have sex with your mum” I queried.“Well she’s as sexy as any ladies I’ve seen here and I know she really enjoys it because I hear her with dad so I think it would be really nice if she let me jerk off on her or at least with her watching or something. Sorry” he suddenly called, “I’m going to cum”“That’s ok sweetheart – that’s why I’m doing this to you to make you cum and enjoy it with the help of another person. Have you ever had a blow job” I queried.“I’ve never had my cock anywhere but in my hand” he burst out.I could feel the cock swelling and stiffening so I leant over and took what I could of it down my throat. I held it there until he had blown his whole load of virgin cum down my throat. What a delicious sensation. A young mans first ejaculation into another person anywhere. I actually had a very nice noisy orgasm myself so I showed him what it had done to me. I let go his cock and lift my dress around my waist – no knickers of course – and asked,“Have you seen a woman orgasm before?” “Oh I see and hear mum do it all the time but I’ve never seen a fresh pussy up close like yours” he explained as he looked closely.“Go ahead and touch it, taste it and play with it -its all yours while I’m here. What else would you like to do” I asked.He suddenly became shy and said that he didn’t know so I asked if he’d like to do what his dad does to mum. He just nodded. I noticed that he was still hard like any aroused young man – one ejaculation wasn’t enough. I just pushed him gently back until I had room to straddle him and I simply lowered my cunt down over his beautiful young cock and proceeded to fuck him slowly while we talked.He didn’t take long, as I had expected. A boys first fuck and though he’d already shot one load down my throat, the first time in a fanny is bound to generate another load very quickly. While I knew he’d stay hard if I encouraged it, I also felt he needed to return to school reasonably fresh so I climbed off him and just sat next to him on his rock. I still had my dress on and now taking a somewhat motherly role I proceeded to question him and advise him as to where he may go now with his thoughts.I told him I’d be very happy to meet him on a regular basis if I could be assured of his discretion. I didn’t ask him name or tell him mine but I got his mobile number off him so I could contact him. I also suggested that he should be a little more forceful in approaching his mother about his wanking. He had every right as a young man to masturbate in the privacy of his room and if his mother complained about the mess then he could offer to do his washing.I had got what I had come for and thought this could become a very happy satisfying regular little tryst for us both so I suggested I drop him back at his school. We walked back along the track together but separated before we came onto the road and I went to my car and picked him up down the road some minutes later. Hence I began to make this a weekly occurrence. I would simply txt when I had a morning or afternoon off and say “SAME PLACE 2PM”. He would answer with a simple “YES” or “NO”. It worked perfectly.This boy blossomed into a wonderful young man over the three years I indulged with him. For both of us it was pure sex and we each gained a little something else. I was like a mother figure to him or just a wise old lady (though he never described me as such) to him with whim he could talk about the most intimate issues and only ever got sensible practical responses. To me he was a delicious almost precious toy or a gem – he gave me complete satisfaction and I treated him with a delicacy and warmth not given to my other male companions. He reinforced to me the interesting and almost deviant happenings behind that occur behind the doors of outwardly normal suburbia. He did pluck up the courage to confront his mother about his wanking – though with me on the scene he didn’t have to do it quite as much. His mother took some weeks to seemingly understand what he had to say and did allow him to do his own washing. She also responded to his explanation of the cause of so much of it being due to her arousal of him by her nakedness and open sexuality with dad. She didn’t believe that a married woman in her mid forties could arouse and virile young man like him despite her obvious attractiveness. But one weekend afternoon after a glass or two of wine and her husband at golf she brazenly asked her son if she could ‘help him wank’. My young paramour was surprised but after having spent a couple of months with me he had the knowledge and experience to go with the flow and see where it led. She certainly aroused him. And so she did apparently. She very enthusiastically used her hands and some lubricating gel to get him off twice during the afternoon and directed the youthful juice all over her naked body.He discussed this with me soon after it happened and wondered whether he should encourage or repel the advances. I suggested so long as there was no obvious emotional pain being suffered by anyone then run with it if it pleased him. He was concerned about his father as he didn’t know if he was aware or not but it started to become a habit when he was out of the house so he assumed he would maintain his secrecy.I continued with my regular trysts though not as initially frequent as school work took precedence and his mother had gradually increased her ‘services’. He let her lead and put no pressure on her as he was getting everything his horny lovely prick required from me and with coaching her was getting more from his girlfriend. However his mother still aroused him enormously and this was becoming quite deliberate on her part. About a year after we began our meetings he announced one day that “Mum gave me a blow job to remember this week and wants to make it a regular thing.” I encouraged his enthusiasm and couldn’t help feel a little envious since I had hoped to have a similar relationship with my son all those years ago. Then sometime after he turned 17 his mother offered to fuck him. He was hesitant as this was s step too far he thought but I told him to go with it and just be careful.My trysts were now less frequent but more interesting. We stopped meeting in my car or along the bush track and instead he would spend weekends with me when his parents went away as they often did. Usually I would take him to a hotel but I did break a rule and invited him to my home since I trusted him implicitly and really enjoyed his company as he matured. This continued until his 18th birthday when his parents decided to introduce him to one of their swinging parties. It was during the course of that party that he openly fucked his mother for the entertainment of those attending and his father approved enthusiastically. I then decided that since he would now have a regular companion in his mother and probably escort bursa his girlfriend he would best be given time to move on and he did. We have kept in touch this past ten years and enjoyed the very occasional sexual interlude but the wonderful irony of this story is that he became a medical practitioner, he married and when he last visited me he announced he was now training in his specialist regimen – gynaecology. I couldn’t think of a more experienced man to follow that pursuit.Of course going back to where I left off to tell this story was that when I met this boy (we did know each others names but never ever used them to address each other), I was planning attending the school leavers party on the Gold Coast which Fay and I did.It was a week of wall to wall sex with up to ten very available young men and a few of their willing girlfriends. However it was hardly worth writing about as it was almost like repeating a check list of activities for the boys – which holes to be filled and what positions to try. We did have some lovely times with their girlfriends some of whom were most compliant and eager to learn not only how to please their guys but enjoy each others company too. Fay and I felt we were probably a bit inappropriate for the celebration they were enjoying and in fact It cured me of seeking out any further young men from then on. I did keep occasional dates with a few of my favourites eg., Tim and Tony but Fay and I retreated a bit. We both had access to ample satisfying partners and thought we’d concentrate on enjoying our friends socially and if sex happened then enjoy that too.Chapter Seven – the Final ConquestAs I write this I’m now approaching my 67th birthday and I speak now of just the last five years. I’ve certainly slowed my activity but continue to keep myself in shape and satisfy my friends without finding the need to seek new adventures.About six years ago, I was racked with guilt about how I had left my family all those years ago. I had found myself in this situation periodically and my wonderful friend Fay usually worked me through it and I returned to my libertine ways. This time was no different and Fay saw me through it once again but this time she suggested that perhaps I try to contact my son and even my husband. I had no intention of ever returning home – it simply held no attraction for me whatsoever and my husband was still in the same house. My daughter was stoic in her refusal to make any contact but my son responded warmly and enthusiastically so we continued with regular mail and occasionally Skype. I even met his whole family – wife Sam and two daughters and a son all teenagers. It transpired that about a year after our renewed contact my son was promoted in his company which actually meant he should have moved to Sydney. However because of the mobility of employees nowadays his company didn’t mind him commuting between the cities on a weekly basis. It meant that he would come to Sydney for three or four days a week. I was simply so excited at the thought that my lovely boy would be close enough to have some much missed family time with him. And so it came to pass. On his first night in Sydney we dined together and then I brought him home to see the apartment that his father had bought for me. Our conversation ran over our activities of the past 25 years but I mentioned nothing of my lifestyle and nothing at my apartment would indicate any of my proclivities – unless he inspected my wardrobe and drawers!!! He was staying in a hotel for a few weeks until he found his own more permanent accommodation as per his agreement with his employer. I immediately suggested he was welcome to stay with me until he found other digs. Hence he said he would bring his gear over the following evening after work. I’d not given any thought to what I may do if I wanted to bring a friend home or even how his presence may restrict my very free living arrangements within my home. I was just so excited to have my boy so close and to return to a little bit of normality – so I thought.The following night he arrived with suitcases in hand and I immediately set him up in the spare bedroom where my male fuck friends would sometimes spend the night. I immediately thought – how do I dress now? I can hardly strip naked as I usually do after work so I slipped on a tiny g-string (all I own now) and a long shirt dress which came midway down my thighs – quite respectable for me. Since we were eating in, Mikey came out of his room in a t-shirt and pair of boxer shorts. We settled into a couple of drinks as I thought I’d better start explaining my lifestyle and what he may see while staying here since I had no intention of restricting myself even though I didn’t fuck as often nowadays – maybe three times a week and usually reserved for weekends. Of course Fay still stayed one night a week.I had hardly started the conversation when Mikey held up his hand,“Mum,” he called “ don’t start trying to explain anything. I’ve known what your lifestyle has been like from almost the day you decided to seek sex outside your marriage”I was intrigued and asked him to explain. He started with the magazine he knew I’d been reading since it was always disturbed. Then one day shortly after the beginning of his final school year when he had a break in lessons he decided to come home for some reason – the school was walking distance from home – and discovered the electrician’s van in the driveway. Nothing unusual in that but he let himself into the house quietly and followed the sounds of voices upstairs to our bedroom. The door was open as usual and there was his mum in all her naked glory sitting astride the electrician and laughing her head off. He told me that it explained the recent change in my behaviour from being very glum and morose to laughing and always being happy around him at least. He said he’d already developed a crush on his ‘hot mum’ and to see her naked and sexually active just caused him to go to his room and have a wank before returning to school. After that he took every opportunity to come home during his periods off at school and discovered I was very sexually active. He had set up a plank along one side of the house where there was a very high narrow window into the lounge room. It was the side of the house where no one went as it was very close to the neighbours fence where there was a high hedge of trees. He discovered that I enjoyed using the couch in the lounge for my activity and there was a conveniently placed mirror on one wall that gave him another view.He had seen me with just about every guy including Tony and Meg and the pastor and his wife and knew in no uncertain terms that the mother who he loved and lusted after was a slut and that just increased his lust. His sister suspected the same though he was sure she never saw anything but she was convinced I was fucking the plumber the day she heard us in our bedroom and told her father who fortunately steadfastly refused to believe her.After I left, neighbour Meg came to see him the next day and seduced him and told him all about my activity with them after he had told her what he knew. He also visited the pastor’s wife and started fucking her for a while but she went really crazy after a year or so and became very reckless with her sexual adventures. She ended up as a bikie moll and got badly beaten up and the police became involved so the pastor and his wife had to leave the local community. Never knew what happened to them. However he did continue to fuck Meg till quite recently when she decided age had got the better of her and she’s given it away. It was quite obvious that Mikey had got my genes as he was sexually active and fortunately had a wife who was able to keep up with him but they didn’t have an open marriage so he had to keep his activities discreet and she was delighted when she knew he was moving in with his mother as she was sure I would keep him restrained.I questioned whether his sister had shown any proclivities towards a little sexual liberation – “did she have it off with her father?” I queried. He laughed at the suggestion even wondering how she conceived her c***dren with her husband she was/is such a cold fish and as for anything to do with her father – never – he is as sexless has she is. Mikey didn’t think he ever had a partner after I left.I was quite relieved that so much had been revealed and yet had managed to stay discreet between Mikey and a couple of my good friends.After our long chat I rose to start making dinner and Mikey followed me into the kitchen. As he walked up beside me, he asked, “ Are you still a slut Mum? because you are still very sexually attractive” as he reached under my shirt and grabbed a handful of bare bum cheek. I turned and faced him taking his head in both my hands, I responded “Darling I continue to enjoy a full and varied sex life with both men and women though not quite as actively as in the past – maybe three sessions a week” Then I pulled him to me and kissed him passionately, unlike any that a mother should plant on her son.“Phew” he responded, gasping for breath and continuing to knead both my arse cheeks, bare but for a tiny g-string. “ I remember a similar scene about 25 years ago Mum, when we were in a similar position but you sent me away to go wank – and I sure did”“Darling Mikey” I enthused as I pushed a hand down the front of his shorts and found no underwear but a nicely rising prick, “ I went so close to fucking you that day and the only reason I didn’t was because I’d been quite savagely fucked the night before by many friends strangers and my pussy was so sore I couldn’t have borne the pain. If I had, then I am sure I would never have left home and just taken you as my lover. I lusted after you and your mates’ bodies so much that I didn’t need the magazines to frig myself silly fantasising about you all”“Well Mum there’s no restrictions now are there?” he advised as he lifted me bodily onto the bench top facing him and I wrapped my legs around his waist. His shorts were now down at thigh level and his wonderful full cock stood proud in front of me. I lay back on my elbows and reached between my crutch slipping the thin material of my underwear aside revealing a bare wet wanton cunt to his gaze.“ This is what you’ve wanted all these years isn’t it darling” I queried as I parted my wet lips for him to enter. I started to laugh “ forgive me Mikey, but looking at that beautiful circumcised cock of yours and its quite significant head, took me back over 40 years to when Dad and I agonised over whether to have you cut or not. Your father was not happy about it but something told me it was the right thing to do despite my complete ignorance about the issue. I am so glad right now that I won that argument. Stick it up me you gorgeous creature”And so he did. Because of my posture I was able to feel the head passing over my g-spot and that gave me my first orgasm which continued until I felt him hit my cervix and I knew he was fully in. He stopped and used his muscles to wiggle it a little in me and I’m sure I could feel every hard vein as the hugely engorged penis filled me completely. Mikey was sure he was as hard and huge as he’d ever been because it was such an erotic moment for him – both of us in fact. I had two nice little orgasms just as he held still. I had this amazing feeling for the first time in my life of love or something akin to that – even more tenderness than I ever recall having for my husband in our early marriage and different to the love I held for Fay. Both deeply sexual love but this was very very special.“ Mikey darling” I pleaded “ please promise you’ll never stop fucking me while I draw breath” He promised enthusiastically then commenced to fuck me slowly at first then harder. He loved watching the inner lips pull right out as he withdrew then punched them back inside as he pushed into me hard and fast. We didn’t say much at first as it was a special moment that we’d both waited for all these years but somehow never doubted that it would happen.I have no idea how long we fucked for like two young lovers enjoying their first time but we were both experienced enough to not want to try different positions. He just sawed his lovely cock made from my own flesh in and out of his adoring mother, made all the more exciting because we were in reality virtual strangers so it was like a new partner.When he did start to build up to ejaculating he asked me quite seriously “ where would you like me to cum Mum” which I thought was very considerate and understanding as he obviously knew not every woman wanted spunk in her or had some favourite spots for that.I explained “ Mikey, I have an absolute predilection for tasting and swallowing a man’s juice – its often all I’ll do and I’ll be demanding my fill from you often but right now I want to feel the hot gush of your juices washing through my body and later running from my gash. I’m kinky that way I know but you’ll soon learn that I can be quite depraved – especially when it comes to sperm. Let me have it darling”Just that conversation was enough to tip him over the edge and he gasped for air as I felt his wonderful warm pulses shooting cum into my cunt right alongside my cervix. This is how it must have been when I conceived him I thought – how fantastic was that.I sat upright and grabbed him around his chest hugging him tight as we both caught our breath. His cock didn’t move but stayed firmly locked into my fanny.“Darling, from now on you will share my bed and fuck me every day that you are here. I am completely yours for anything you may want to do to me sexually but I will say I’m sure you’ll not show me anything new as I’ve experienced everything there is to do.I pushed him away gently and his cock pulled free from me as I reached down and gathered a few fingers full of our mixed juices and sucked those fingers clean. I then dropped to my knees and cleaned him as best I could of the combined cum. My first taste of my boys cream – though I then thought that I’d probably licked a drop or two of fresh stuff from his sheets or underwear all those years ago. “I don’t feel like cooking dinner anymore Mikey. What’s say we finish our drinks on the couch and play with each other before we go to bed.” Mikey agreed wholeheartedly and now both totally nude, we spread ourselves on the couch. Mikey admitting to being a committed voyeur asked me to spread my legs and play with myself. Something I happily did being such a devoted mother and exhibitionist.“ You know Mum, this was the most erotic and arousing poses I saw you in when I watched you through that window. I could see you in the mirror showing your fanny to your playmate and it was then that I would jerk off while standing on the plank,” he explained.“You mean you wasted all that delicious spunk on the side of the house” I moaned, “such inconsideration when you had a woman inside aching to have her fill”. We both roared laughing. “Darling, I don’t want to waste another moment or drop so why don’t you fill my mouth now if you’ve got it in you”He explained that he’d normally need and hour or two rest between shots but the while scene was so erotically charged he could easily get it up with my help. I leaned forward and just pushed my mouth over the bulbous head of his half erect prick. I had him hard in a minute and using my best tricks of the trade it was only about five minutes when I detected the tell-tale signs of his impending blast. I worked him hard and enthusiastically and was so rewarded with my first mouthful of my son’s own procreative juices. To me the taste was exquisite and I made no attempt to determine how much there was. I just drank down each pulse as it poured forth into my mouth and came continually as he did so. I rested without letting him go and discovered something quite amazing about his cock. His head was quite bulbous – bigger diameter than his shaft which would soften first before the blood drained from the head. It was a decadent little twist of delight. Like a golf ball swinging on a string for a short while – that will be fun I thought. We headed off to bed but not before joining him in the shower while I explained my almost fanatical insistence on cleanliness. I ascribed my very good sexual health over this past couple of decades to my insisting on knowing how clean my partner was and had been and this especially so as I so much disliked the use of condoms. “There’s more bacteria in a mouth that a fanny or arsehole” I reliably informed him. As we soaped each other up I noted he had got hard again.“Is this usual” I queried as I stroked his beautiful cock.“ No, it’s just the circumstances but since I have it here and we are talking of cleanliness, would you mind if I pushed it up your arse for the experience” he enquired with a big smile on his face.“ Darling, you put it where you like” I said as I supported myself against the wall and presented my bum to his probing probiscus.“ I recall the first time I saw you do this Mum” he told me earnestly as he grunted his way into my anal passage. “ I actually think it was with that plumber bloke and I thought at the time it was the most sexual thing I’ve ever witnessed. You were positioned so that I had a perfect view and I watched him lube you up with a couple of fingers then ease his cock up you ever so slowly. You were urging him quite loudly as I could hear you plainly encouraging him to fuck your arse and I simply couldn’t believe it was my mother. I was so aroused and just wanted to do the same to you but I had to wait. My girlfriend at the time wouldn’t have a bar of it but it was the lovely Meg who initiated me soon after she began fucking me regularly. In fact she encouraged me to fuck her Tony who liked a bit of boy from time to time. He was so enthusiastic and clean and easy about it, I enjoyed fucking him as much as Meg when it came to the arse. However the pussy holds the major place of precedence for my cock – I may be bi but not gay.”“So you don’t mind a session with a man” I asked, “ because I can help you there if needed”“No I don’t mind but it’s not necessary and only likely to happen in highly sexually charged situations at a party or similar.”We dropped the subject while he slowly rutted my rectum but said he had no intention of cumming – just wanted to “experience all of you” – so he eventually pulled out, cleaned up and we wandered off to bed. Interestingly I did see Mikey in action with a guy a year or so after he moved in. Fay’s Pete had taken a passing interest in bisexuality especially with his wife so involved, so one night we all partied and the boys fucked each other. It was very erotic to watch especially since both fucked in the missionary position with the receivers legs pulled right up to his chest and a pillow under his bum. His cock would be jammed between their bodies and this stimulated both of them. Pete and Mikey have enjoyed each other a few times since then but for Mikey its only been Pete.Mikey woke with the sun and naturally had a magnificent “morning glory for Mum” but I wouldn’t let him fuck me yet. His early morning spunk is my delicacy and I love to wash it down with a cup of tea so I told him to wait. I made us both tea then proceeded to give him what became his daily treat (and mine) washing his first sperm of the day down with a cup of tea. If he was up to it, he could always fuck afterwards, which this morning he did – doggie over the kitchen bench.I decided that if he were to move in with me there would need to be some understanding of my needs and privacy. No jealousy would be tolerated. If I wanted to fuck someone else then I would and, of course, Fay would continue with her weekly visits and I would share my bed with her on those nights. MIkey had his own room but was welcome in my bed any night except when Fay was here. In actual fact, the pair of them got along extremely well and we all spent nights together sleeping and fucking each other. At least on these occasions I could practice a favourite activity – licking Mikeys cum out of Fay’s cunt. Thus my son has been my lover – yes I refer to him as that because he is – these past five years. Our arrangement works very well even on occasions when his beautiful wife Sam comes to town with him. Even though I lust after her we have never revealed our relationship to her. She is a very open loving attractive woman with eyes only for Mikey. She trusts me implicitly even joining us in our minimal state of dress within the household accepting that as very normal within families. In fact, she is very comfortable with me enjoying my friends while she is there and now we don’t even close doors – Mikey says she get quite turned on by hearing and occasionally seeing me in action but she won’t come at sharing. Her particular kink is urolagnia. I spotted them at it one night in the bathroom and asked Mikey about it later. If she thinks Mikey needs chastising she says she needs to “Humiliate him” so off to the bathroom they go and Mikey co-operatively (and enjoyably apparently) sits between her legs as she pisses over him and metes out her “punishment”. She invites the same if she thinks she’s been ‘naughty”. How I wish I could punish her!! Mikey usually manages to fuck me somewhere somehow when she is there but we are very careful as I’d hate to ruin what he has. As for his c***dren, I would love to seduce each one of them but that was taking risk too far and Mikey agreed. The eldest is early twenties, a gorgeous woman and unlikely to be amenable but she, like the two younger ones, now visit occasionally on their own so anything is possible if grandma plays her cards right.I can’t finish this story without explaining how I came to write this massive story. My friend Lew who published this for me was and still is a client of my husbands in Brisbane. Over 40 years ago just after we were married, Lew returned from one of his many sojourns overseas with some very unique and quite valuable jewellery destined for his wife. She however, disliked it so Lew offered it to my husband as payment for an invoice and he gave it to me for a birthday present. I must explain I had never met Lew at this stage and only knew him as a name my husband mentioned.I happened to love the jewellery and wore it only on special occasions and as my husband started to turn very conservative he encouraged me to do likewise hence I became a very dowdy dresser and the jewellery, which was quite ostentatious, was put away in a drawer. Fortunately I brought it with me when I left home and wore it occasionally to parties. One of my friends photographed me in various erotic poses at one of these parties – often happened – when I was wearing the jewellery. Fortunately my face was hidden. Move forward to the era of dating and sexual contact sites and I put a profile on a site and used a couple of the photos that showed me wearing the jewellery. About ten years ago I received a response to my profile which read ‘Amy is that you – Lew the bracelet supplier’. He had used my real name (which I didn’t use on the site) and he used his name which my distant memory recalled fortunately. I thought ‘no harm in responding’ so I did. We corresponded and found much in common. Lew knew I’d left my husband so next time he was in Sydney we hooked up for dinner. We had a most wonderful time without sex and soon became quite good mates and regular dinner companions. I did eventually fuck Lew a few times and have recently but our friendship goes beyond that. Lew has always been intrigued by my story and my libertine ways and has actually introduced me to a few of his other like-minded friends. I love his Elspeth and Nancy. So after many years of urging and showing me what he had already published about friends I found in the past year I had the time to sit down and write my memoir – I had no diary ( dangerous things) so it has all come from memory. Some of the conversations are contrived as I can’t remember it all but the content is all genuine if maybe a bit out of chronological order. I’ve loved writing it and its been great therapy Hope you enjoy and even respond to Lew’s xhamster site – as I have access to it.

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