What's my name?

Today started out like any other Sunday that I had been having lately. I am residing with my aging mum kind of a carer if you like, she has a quaint house in the coastal reagon of south east Queensland. So it's Quiet "AHHHHH" way too quiet sometimes, I am lazing around the house in an effort to waste time until later this evening when I get to connect over the internet with my new found beau and discuss our future plans once the covid -19 deal is over.

I decided to down a couple of stiff bourbons and take up space on the sun lounge that is situated on the back veranda, I was dozing off a little thinking horny thoughts of when Mr internet and I finally get to play out all the sexy wicked scenarios we have been txting to each other. It has been so long since I have had intimate play time with anything other than a vibrator, my fingers Oh and most importantly my vivid imagination, I have been considering purchasing a cobweb brush and maybe a weed eater for a trim up lol.

I had subconsciously pulled my feet up to my bum cheeks and allowed my knees to fall open and rest on the side arms of the sun lounge, my right hand had placed itself over the top of my pubic mound and I had inadvertently been lightly tracing the split between my outer lips with my index finger through my old nearly worn out nanny nickers, my other hand was cupping my left breast through my night tee shirt. "Hey what the fuck" I am virtually here on my own no need to be fashionable.

I was jolted back to reality by mum's gardener who had just arrived to work around the gardens, it was no big deal that he caught me laying around in my bed apparel he was almost family he and I had been close friends for years seen me in all states of inebriation and emotional distress, he had been my confidant on many occasions. We often joked about rattling each other's bones but we were never in the right situation, I did however find him refreshingly honest, funny and quite a sexy man in his own way, he had also informed me over the years of his thoughts for me which coincidentally ran parallel to mine, but sadly re-visit the timing issue.

I remember once when he dropped in at my house for a few days just to catch up, the cheeky cunt came into my bedroom one evening, sliding his hand up under the covers running it up the inside of my thigh, all the while my partner was just out in the lounge watching the football, I told him to go back to his room before he got us both killed, I laughed to myself and thought cheeky bastard but secretly I loved it.

I don't know if it was a mixture of the early bird bourbon, the warm sun on my body or thinking of having my Mr internet finally between my legs, but more likely the fact that my gardening friend openly and confidently directed his glances between my splayed open legs straight at my crotch that was making my pussy feel hot from the blood filling the folds of my inner lips and I could feel that familiar pulse building in my clit and my vagina walls had begun to twitch and I knew it was getting me wet.

I found myself acknowledging how his slim body had not changed all that much over the years, he still had good muscle form for his sixty years and his arse was still fucking cute in those blue cargo work pants.

I swallowed my last mouth full of bourbon and decided that I was not going to move or close my legs, I was enjoying the feeling of being perved on immensely, it had been soooooo long and I already had thoughts of how hot I will get revisiting these thoughts later.

I really appreciated the fact that we felt so comfortable with each other in this situation, purposely closing my eyes knowing he would now be able to have that good long look he was hanging and hoping for, I giggled to myself and was quite chuffed thinking about his cock getting tight in the front of his pants, a bonus for me as he would then look hot from the front and back when I re-opened my eyes.

I lay there with thoughts darting in and out of my mind and realised that they were all focused on the events that were happening these last 15 minutes, none of my Mr internet ??? any way fuck it, no way I was going to feel guilty I am enjoying it for as long as I can. Also at that point it became apparent to me that there were no noises emanating from the garden, I opened my eyes just a crack to peek at what he was doing and to my surprise he had disappeared.

I sat up to have a look around only to have a severe pain rip in my neck from reclining back in that position. I struggled to rub it trying to get some relief, I heard his footsteps approach from behind me, his strong ozzie male voice announced, "I noticed your bourbon was empty so I poured you another, fuck your neck looks like it's killin ya kid, here's ya drink let me have a shot at that neck for ya."

I responded with a yes please and a grateful thank you. He reclined the back portion of the sun lounge out flat and slipped down behind me. I am sure I felt his hard cock rub on my back as he sat down, it could have been one of his gardening tools but I kind of liked the idea of it being his man tool, hard and horny after enjoying the view I put on for him. Just the teasing bitch coming out lol, though it is lovely to be genuinely admired. Below my scull at the nape of my neck, his fingers were strong and he knew exactly how and what to do releasing the stiffness immediately.

He had his left arm across the front of my shoulders holding me firm, it felt more like a strong manly cuddle than a position of restraint.

He was still working my neck but the feeling had gone from pain to sheer pleasure, I could feel my body covering in goosebumps my nipples were tingling and erect straining to get out through the material that hid them from view. I hadn't felt this alive or womanly in years. He asked me was it feeling better, I lied and said "a little but keep going if you don't mind," all the while thinking to myself "OH FUCK YEAH" much much much better.

He paused for a moment and said "you best have a swig on your bourbon girl before the ice totally melts and makes it taste watery."

I remember thinking fuck I am that hot the alcohol is going to evaporate before it gets past my lips. Picking up the glass I took a sip it was a strong drink, just the way I like it mixed for an evening drink when kicking back, not so much on Sunday mornings lol, I was feeling good, feeling alive from head to toe. You know that feeling in spring when you leave all the windows down in the car and you just want to keep driving to no place in particular just feelin free?

I put the glass up to my lips for another sip and thought "fuck it" and sculled the lot then waited for that rush of heat, you know when the alcohol opens your veins.

Being a little over comfortable now I asked my personal masseuse HA HA, would he mind focusing his magic hands on my shoulders and in between my shoulder blades (she said with a grin) "hey every woman knows at times like this the pleasure nerves in your shoulders and pussy connect directly" what he took the liberty of doing next took me by surprise, he decided to slide his right hand up under my tee shirt and cup my right breast while returning his left arm across my chest, but this time I knew I was being restrained it wasn't a cuddle. His right hand felt strong, ah no firm, ah no soft, ah oh fuck, it just felt perfectly wonderful, the alcohol had done it's trick and I gave into the bliss wriggling my back against his chest to let him know I was enjoying it.

He released his left arm and slid it under my tee to join his right hand in caressing my boobs, he then used both his hands to slide the sides of my tee slowly upward dragging the front up over my boobs catching on my nipples as it passed them making them flick out hard, erect, and fully exposed. I raised my arms in anticipation of him removing my shirt completely but he stopped with it tucked under my arm pits, I heard him have a little chuckle in confidence knowing he had me, cheeky fucker, I then had a giggle myself.

He slid his hands back around and they continued to work their blissful magic on my shoulders and upper back it was heaven to be pampered and feel someone genuinely taking pleasure in giving me pleasure, if that makes any sense.

His hands worked slowly teasingly to the sides of my back, his fingers occasionally sliding around just stopping short of touching that sensual spot at the bottom of my breasts. I was at this point letting out little moans of bliss, desperately wishing he would return to cupping my girls in his strong hands, let his fingers find my nipples again and delightfully roll them between his thumb and index fingers.

My head was whirling with pleasure and a healthy smattering of lust, I felt him shift his body closer to me and the now unmistakable feeling of his hard cock pressed up against my arse. He nibbled on the side of my neck then up to my earlobe, I shivered uncontrollably as wave after wave of delight shot through my body then centered in the inner walls of my overly aroused pussy, it now had a mind of its own, it was alive, throbbing and twitching, feverishly hot, soaking wet. I could feel the moisture seeping down the inside of my thighs and the crack of my arse, I know he could smell wafts of cumphuckme scent and raging hormones emanating from my crotch, I felt like I would orgasm from his touch alone, I couldn't keep still I was gyrating my pussy into the cushion of the sun chair while simultaneously grinding my arse hard up against his lovely cock, I could feel its heat through my wispy thin knickers. I was lost to the pleasure, I wanted to be the center of his lust, as he was definitely the center of mine, he could do what ever the fuck he wanted with me and he made it abundantly clear he knew he had me lock stock and barrel.

He got up and moved around in front of me, straight up I noticed the outline of his stiff cock straining at the material of his pants it looked so hard and proud as if it were trying to bust the zipper, he lifted my legs up and out of his way as he sat down facing me almost crotch to crotch. We were looking at each other in direct eye to eye contact. He always had the kindest vivid blue eyes they were still that beautiful blue but now they had a rutting animal look to them, his nostrils flaring slightly as he took in each heavy breath.

In a nervous attempt to get my mind back from the swirling mixture of lusty surreal sexual thoughts to some thing more on a moral level, I opened my mouth and said "I am going to get another a drink, would you care to join me?"

His response was immediate, his eyes opened wide, he reached forward and placed the index finger of his right hand on my forehead, with ease he pushed me back till I was now laying flat on the sun chair. I was smiling thinking "You would be the only cunt on the planet that would get away with that" and it was only because at this moment he had me so fucked up that I would willingly do just about anything he asked or wanted and I was unashamedly eager to see what would come next.

He spoke and I noticed his usual friendly fun banter style of speech had shifted it was now direct matter of fact almost a little arrogant he said "YOU DON'T NEED A DRINK, YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE AND YES I WILL BE JOINING YOU AND IT'S GOT NOTHIN TO DO WITH BOURBON."

That instant I knew there was no resisting, no going back, after all these years he was finally going to get what he had wanted "ME" and I am going to let him, truth be known inwardly I wanted to passionately kiss that mouth then with both hands push his head down and rub my cunt all over his face, I had never openly told him for the same amount of years I have wanted him inside me, I wanted to feel him enjoy my body as I knew I would enjoy his.

He took my legs by the ankles placed the back of my heels on his shoulders and said "lift your arse woman so I can get these nickers from coverin that beautiful cunt you have been flashin at me half the fuckin mornin."

Without hesitating I pressed my heels into his shoulders and lifted my bum, my thoughts drifted away from what was happening for a moment I was asking myself, what is it about this man? He is so comfortably powerful and confident. I couldn't believe how willing and eager I had become to hear and comply to his next request, this just doesn't happen with me I am too doubting, too analytical, too strong-willed to let my guard down and be vulnerable let alone allow my feelings to be naked and exposed to be tickled and tantalized like raw nerve endings. Yet here I am, not only willing to do anything he asks, feeling so euphoric, so free of my mental confines, so safe that I will give him my body and mind to excite and pleasure how ever he wants, it was like I was wrapped in a cocoon of sensual nirvana and I didn't want it to end anytime soon.

I was snapped back to reality as I became aware of him easily sliding his fingers under the half worn out elastic of my panties, he then proceeded to pull them half way down my thighs, he put both hands on the crotch gusset and ripped them to shreds immediately throwing them to the floor like so much unnecessary rubbish, when I relaxed my bum back down, I uttered jokingly "fuck they were my best pair" and giggled, with a deliberate devilish look, his response was "not any fuckin more."

He tapped my bum and said "lift your arse again."

I did as he asked but evidently not high enough he placed his right hand under the small of my back and pushed my pussy up level to his face and said "now give me a real fuckin look at it, woman", I swallowed hard expecting him to push his face into my crotch, and YES fuck YES by this time I was so down for that.

I felt his left hand messing around under my back then he told me "Lower your arse."

Disappointed, I complied. I realised he had folded the sun cushion back under me and now my crotch was tilted upward wide open, spread eagle and on display. I felt like a "rude slut" and "sexy as" all at the same time, I felt wanted and desirable, it felt soooooooo good. With him openly showing no hesitation of his desires for me, this man was making love to my body, my mind and my soul, making me feel like the sexiest woman on the planet and it felt fucking wonderful.

He grabbed both my hands and placed them on my thighs just below the back of my knees, pushing my legs a little wider. He instructed me to keep them there and hold my legs open wide, then announcing with a familiar fun tone "if you let them go I will tie the fuckin things open."

I giggled inwardly, thinking to myself 'I bet you fucking would, umm might close my legs on purpose, might be fun to be tied up ha ha.' He put his face so close to my pussy I could feel his hot breath dance across my inner lips, when he spoke I could fell it even more so, (it felt amazing, a perfect tease)

"Not only is that one of the sexiest cunts I have ever seen but it also smells divine." In a momentary reflection, he might not have thought so if I let out the fart I was holding back from being tucked up into this position. All the while I desperately tried not to laugh in fear I would blow my arse off lol.

I felt young, like a teenager, a little nervous, a bit scared and extremely excited, these feelings I gave up on years ago thinking I was too old, wow was I ever wrong. All it took was a man who really wanted and genuinely desired me enough to make the effort for me, just so I would feel as good as he needed me to feel.

He continued to speak to me with his mouth literally millimeters from my clit and inner inner lips, his hot breath teasing the fuck out of me telling me how lush, wet and chewable my pinney was. OH shit, OH god OH shit, what an agonizing frustrating tease, yet so delightfully executed that I was immersed in pleasure of his will to make me wait for what I was now convinced was going to be the most powerful oral experience of my life. If he didn't kiss my cunny soon I was going cum without him even touching it. He fucking knew it too! Which made me so angry, I wanted to grab this pussy torturer by ears and grind my crotch into his face and flood his mouth with my cum. I was thinking to myself 'For christ sake stop talking already and stick your fucking tongue in it then!'

I slipped my feet behind his head with the intent of pulling it into me. I was going to rape his fucking face. I should have known he was wanting me to try and he was ready, in a flash he grabbed my legs and flicked my feet over his head before I even got the chance to apply the slightest pressure to close the tiny gap between that tongue and my clit.

I gasped and vocalized loudly "OH FOR FUCK SAKE PLEASE PLEASE EAT MY CUNT!"

My adrenaline was running, my hormones were screaming, my body is aching and my pussy is betraying me. I have had lots of guys, some girls along the way, sex, fucks, whatever, but this was something totally different, I was literally on fire and I needed to burn.

What was he doing to me? I was acting like a rampant slut, but I wanted too, I wanted to be his slut, oh god, did I want to be. My voice was rough and raspy from holding my throat tense, my words spat out at him "what have you done to me? Did you put ecstasy in my drink? Fuck you."

I couldn't believe what happened next, he relaxed backward away from me, away from my body and away from our connected pleasure. Oh sweet jesus, no, no, don't do that! I reached out with my hands gesturing to him to move back into me, us, it, oh fuck I have spoiled the moment. I felt like a baby who just had her dummy thrown away. He chuckled like an over confident arsehole then spoke quietly but powerfully.

"Now you know how I have felt for more years than I wish to remember. You being fully aware of how much I wanted to have you, watching you sashay around, sometimes in next to nothing, and this morning was just too much, so I made my mind up I was going give you the fuck of your life. Hey just for the records NO I didn't need to put shit in your drink babe it's all you, you have been trying to hide the fact that you need to fuck me as much as I need to fuck you and I am just opening the door HA HA or should I say your legs to let it out. NOW hold your fuckin' legs open or I will tie them open."

His look had changed his eyes were still bright blue but the animal rutting thing had been replaced by a soft lusty passionate air and that familiar soft caring smile had returned.

I literally melted, all the lust, wants, needs and desires washed back over me in a wave. From my head to my toes, my body was covered in goosebumps, every nerve in my body felt like a mini clitoris ready to be caressed and pleasured. "The baby got her dummy back", the frustration and anger had instantly been replaced with passion, my pussy dribbled down my bum crack, I was obviously disgracing myself and it felt perfectly peeeerfect.

I quickly and willingly grabbed my legs and laughed as I pulled them all the way open. I was still going to get to be his slut, but I was going to do it with class and style. I was determined to give HIM the fuck of his life right back.

He lent forward into me, I felt his hand rest on the outside of my sodden crotch, then in an expert manner he slipped his middle finger between my inner lips and effortlessly onto my Gspot. Most guys I have known fumble and feel around to find my hidden spot and usually never truly get on it, he used one finger to perform magic tricks tantalizing my Gspot.

I could feel the blood filling in the top wall of my vag, it was becoming firm and spongy, he was going to make me cum on ONE fucking finger! Is there no limit to what this guy knows and how to do it? Slipping in a second so there were now two magic fingers rubbing on my spot working independently of each other making my Gspot feel like the center of my universe, OOOH now three, uhhhh a huge guttural grunt bursts from my mouth, No no oh WOW ????? What the fuck his whole hand is inside me, A reality hit, shit he was fist fucking me.

I tensed up in apprehension my mind was racing with doubt, only ever saw this in German porn movies, fuck he might bust me open! The sensation was so intense I immediately succumb to the thrill and pleasure inside my body, my vag was now once again slick with my own juices, full and overstretched, the friction and weight inside me is indescribable, scary, exhilarating pleasure, OH my god jesus christ I grabbed his head in my hands pulled myself up to his ear and said "what the fuck are you doing to me?"

I felt dizzy, lightheaded, already so far down the bunny hole I could feel the devil's desire heating my arse.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, in my head I screamed OOOOOH no no noooooooooo, outwardly I could only manage a raspy frantic no.

My body was shuddering from overdriven pleasure, feeling every little twitch of his fingers all mixed in with the long stroking piston movement of that fist. I could feel a warm flush course through my veins, first signs of yet another orgasm starting to build inside me, but this was something else, it was like no other I had ever experienced, this overwhelming intensity forming waves of pleasure that radiated out from inside my vagina and washed over my entire body. I was losing myself into my own orgasm, my legs, arms and hands were all shaking, my vision started to narrow and fade, I closed my eyes in an attempt to hide from the thought that I was going to black out and lose control of my body and its functions.

Amongst the swirling mess that was now my consciousness I felt the walls of my vag clamp down on his hand, stopping the in and out movement of his fist. He immediately started twisting it back and forth, the different sensation erupted me over the top, the muscles in my vagina were now convulsing so strong it felt like I was bearing down trying to give birth to his fist while loudly grunting from in my throat, "oh no fuck don't no fuck oh god fuck YESSSS OHHHH GODDDDDD"

My orgasm seemed to explode from every part of my body, multiple waves of orgasms one on top of the other till I literally collapsed exhausted into a quivering goosebumped jelly like substance on the the sun chair. After a few minutes in motionless body bliss I slowly began retaining some realization of my surroundings and confusion about what had just happened to me.

Reminiscent thoughts of my first orgasm came to mind, then no no this was hundred times more powerful. I was mindful that no sexual interlude could ever match the experience of my first full O.

I would had never believed it possible to achieve such a heightened level of sexual pleasure if it hadn't just happened to me, what the fuck I still wasn't sure what had just happened to me.

When he spoke and asked if I was ok I could liken it to hearing my baby cry just after giving birth. I replied with "oh yes baby yes", I felt tears trickle down my cheeks as my hormones crashed back to some level of normality.

I threw my arms up around his neck and clung to him like a baby koala, I had a basic womanly need to hang onto him and cuddle him for a minute, add more to my pleasure he was aware of my need and wrapped his free arm around me, pulled me close while gently and sensually kissing my cheek then down my neck, his hand still inside me now had a very relaxing pleasurable feeling, kind of like a hand in a velvet glove if that makes sense to you girls, just the perfect feeling to nurture me and my girly bits back to reality.

My silken moment was broken open as he slowly slipped his hand out of my vagina and his deep voice announcing "It seemed you liked that" ending with a slightly confident chuckle.

It was truly a sexual life experience, nothing short of amazing but also a little scary, "Don't you think you could have warned me and Warmed me up to the idea first?" I responded, still a little dazed and disbelieving in what had just happened to me.

"Ah, oh, ok then, thought you realized that was the warm up," still a little swimmy in the head I hadn't quite caught what he said.

"What was that you said?"

His response was "arr nothin, you'll catch on soon enough."

That in itself should have awoken me to the fact he had a lot more in mind for me and my poor recovering pussy.

"Lift your arse again for me woman and get those fuckin legs open wide or I'll tie them open, I warned ya."

He grabbed both my legs behind my knees pushing them way up to my shoulders and wide apart then practically ordered me to hold them there. Jokingly he said "now would ya take a look at that, your poor pussy is a swollen puffy red sloshy mess, It so happens I have just the thing to clean it up" with that he pulled my cunny outer lips wide apart with his thumbs, I was wide open and on display once again, but this time I knew what to expect or so I thought.

He moved his face down on my pussy and once again expertly licked sucked and lapped all over my crotch until he had cleaned every last drop of my mega cum. He dove his tongue deep between my swollen inner lips and found my clit, I was waiting for him to finish off that delectable tongue tip dance that he started with just a little while ago. Instead he sucked my clit hard drawing it up between his lips and running his tongue roughly back and forth till it was hard and engorged with blood, I gasped loudly as I felt his teeth gently, yet tenderly start chewing my nubble making it more and more sensitive, every time he applied pressure I half expected it to hurt at any moment which invoked its own type of apprehensive pleasure reactions.

His tongue was now doing that delightful tip dance exquisitely tickling my bud all the while still sucking hard and chewing, it felt delicious. I was heading for an outie orgasm (my pet name for a clitoral O). It was coming hard and fast my pussy was all ready throbbing and twitching uncontrollably, I had let my legs go they were now outstretched stiff and I was holding his head firmly in place with both my hands, no way was I letting him back off again just before I popped, no more teasing I was going to cum in his mouth I wanted to drown his face with my jiz.

He stopped the tip tickle and started dragging his tongue roughly back and forth again still sucking hard and gently chewing. That was all it took to push me over the top again, it was like an intense pleasure bomb went off inside me "OOOOOOOOH FUCK OOOOOOOH SHIT OOOOOOOOOH BABY."

I had dug my fingers into the back of his bald head (poor bugger I almost felt sorry for him, Ha ha almost) I could feel my hair all knotted under my head where I had been thrashing it back and forth, grinning to myself while having a girly moment I thought 'I hope he knows how to brush hair,' all the while he gently kept my battered clit between his teeth touching it briefly with his tongue kind of testing it till the orgasm sensitivity had subsided then straight back on with the sucking, chewing and tongue lapping, wham I was instantly cumming again, 3,4,5 times back to back with this obviously time proven technique.

This was without a doubt the best head I had ever experienced, even better than any girl I had been with. If he is this good with his fingers and mouth I wanted that cock of his inside me badly. I put my hand on his forehead and pushed his head away from my crotch looking directly into his eyes I said without shame "I need you to fuck me NOW baby, PLEASE no more teasing I want to feel you and your handsome cock enjoy me. I want your cock to finish me off."

Almost like on command he slid himself up over my tummy and chest until his face was up with mine, I gasped openly when I felt the heat of his knob slide between my inner lips. Instead of entering my pussy he expertly guided the tip of this shaft up onto my clit then proceeded to rock it ever so softly back and forth, back and forth, just like it was dancing on my clit yummm.

I opened my mouth to say will you stick that fucking thing in me but what actually came out of my mouth surprised me, "Oh baby I always liked the thought of fucking you but I really need in this moment right here, right now to love you and I need you to love me back I want to feel your love deep inside me just for this moment."

With that he slipped his cock down and so delightfully slow, pushed the entire length all the way deep into me. I raised my girl to meet his push, feeling his knob hit the back wall of my vag and that "Oooh yeh" pleasure and pain as it stretched just a little further than its comfort zone.

With yet another surprise, his mouth found mine and he kissed me deeply and passionately as he slowly slid that beautiful steel hard shaft in and out yummmm it felt perfect, it was just the right size right thickness and he handled it like a limousine driver.

The thought that I was going to give him the fuck of his life re-registered in my mind, I kicked my legs twisted my hips and I flipped him on his back and I was now on top riding him and his cock, it felt hard like a ramrod up in me. I desperately started grinding my hips and crotch down on him making the knob of his cock flick back and forth over the entrance of my cervix stabbing up into me and (I know you girls know what happened next) I literally flooded his crotch with my cum making sloshing sounds every time I slid back and forth.

"Holy christ woman your cunt feels absolutely fucking magic, it's going to make me cum, I can't hold back from this, you feel perfect," with that he pushed me over onto my back without slipping out of me, he grabbed my legs again pushing my ankles back up beside my ears pushing his cock all the way in up to my cervix again, his nostrils flared and staring deep into my eyes I could not only see his lust for me I could feel it.

I returned his stare with the intent of letting him know my own lust was at fever pitch I wanted him to own me, I could feel the head of his cock swelling and throbbing I knew he was about to empty his balls in me, right up the back of my cunt he was grunting like an animal driving his cock into me, he had wanted this for so many years and now I wanted it too. I felt his body tense, his thrusting becoming deeper, more urgent, pounding into me, I felt his seed burst shot after shot it was steamy hot, the walls of my vag were coated creamy and slick, his cock now gliding effortlessly in and out of me. I was flooded with his cum it was running down the crack of my arse, my own orgasm was well on its way. I felt my pussy suck and blow on this fuckin weapon of a cock with every orgasmic spasm. I remember it clenching on his rod like it was trying to milk every last drop from his prostate along with every last ounce of lust and pleasure he held hidden away for me.

We had collapsed back onto the sun chair while catching our breath, there was a long moment of silence between us while we looked at each other. I opened my mouth and whispered "I suppose now after all these years I should ask you your name."

We both just burst into laughter.

(Who knows, while you were reading it could have been you)