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By *it62 OP Man
9 weeks ago
leeds/Bradford |
The door opened and stood at the threshold was a shortish, brunette woman in her mid 40's. Her hair tied back, her face pleasantly made up without being overly so. She was wearing a knee length light green summer dress, it was July after all and the sun was warm, despite it only being mid morning. Her figure was noticeable even though the fabric of the dress was light and flouncy, neither a full or slim figure, busty and legs shapely, despite wearing flip flops.
'Morning, I have a delivery for you Mrs Hughes' I smiled and said
'Hi, thanks' she said 'Do I need to sign?'
I passed her the clipboard with the delivery note on and she scribbled her signature upon it.
'It is fairly heavy' I explained ' I can bring it in for you'
'That would be good' she smiled and stepped back into the hallway.
I picked up the box and stepped in.
'Where would you like it?' I enquired
'Please take it through to the lounge if you would?'
I walked into the lounge and placed the large box on the floor.
'Thank you' she smiled as she looked at the box then at me 'it is my husband's, he has bought a job lot of items I believe'
'I see' I said wondering what sort of stuff he had bought. 'He a collector?' I asked her
'Not that I'm aware of' she replied 'why? Do you know what is in the box?'
I did know what was in the box because it was so damned heavy that as I placed it on the van the bottom flap came away and some of the cargo spilled out. I looked and then resealed the box.
I was now in a slightly awkward situation as I knew the contents, she clearly didn't and I suspect her old man didn't want her to know.
'Well' I began 'I think maybe you should discuss that with Mr Hughes
'So you know then?' She said a manner that was none too amused.
I shrugged my shoulders.
She knelt down and tore at the packaging, removing the tape and peeled back the top flaps of the box. I watched, interested to see her response to the contents.
She pulled out a magazine. One of around a hundred I would guess.
She looked at it, eyes wide, mouth open and then looked up at me.
'It's porn!' She said in a shocked sounding fashion.
She clearly had no idea.
It was porn, not the newsagent porn that lingered on the top shelf (it was the early 90's) but hard core photographic, continental porn.
I had seen just a sample of the few that had emerged as I tried to load it earlier that morning and it did grab my attention. Groups of naked men and women indulging in every form of sexual activity you could imagine. Very graphic and no censorship at all.
Mrs Hughes opened the magazine and looked at the photos. Her face was aghast at the images.
'Look!' She said pointing the open pages toward me ' it is hard core porn'
I noticed her face had blushed, the photo she had shown me was of a young woman, naked, her big tits hanging down as a man guided his big cock into her from behind whilst another had his equally well portiined cock at her mouth.
'It is quite raunchy' I said as I smiled down at the amazed wife of Mr Hughes....who was going to get quite a grilling when he got home I suspected.
'It's..it's... well, it's pornographic' she stuttered still looking at the photo and then thumbing over the page.
The next page showed the same three folk but now the bloke at the rear had gone balls deep and the one at the other end was further down her throat.
Mrs Hughes looked at the next couple of pages and her face was a mix of horror, disbelief and also arousal, I thought to myself. She had sat back on her heels, looking more intently and her reddened face had now almost become that of a trance as she studied the pictures.
'They seem to be enjoying themselves' I said more to break the silence than anything.
'I'm not surprised' she replied 'look at the size of that!' She exclaimed. She turned the magazine toward me again and there was a man, naked sporting a hard on that was a good 10 inches.
The next photo two women were hungrily devouring his big cock.
'It is a specialised form of literature' I explained
'Mrs Hughes had seemingly mellowed toward the content because she simply replied with an 'mmm it is'
'Well I should leave you to it' I said looking at her as she now looked almost forensically at the images.
'I should tell you to take it back' she said, eyes not moving from the magazine.
'Oh, I can't do that I said'
'Well I think I will put it upstairs and hide it in the wardrobe and not tell him it has arrived' she calmly explained 'Would you mind taking it upstairs for me?'
'Okay' I said and she stood up, still looking at the magazine, stepped back as I picked up the box.
I followed her through the hall and up the stairs. As I carried the box and peered upwards I could see her white knickers. Her legs were lovely.
On the landing, into the spare bedroom and I placed the box on the bed as she opened the wardrobe, still clutching the magazine.
'There is actually some writing in here too' she said as she continued to look through the porn mag.
'In English'
'I see' I said 'anything interesting?' I asked
'Tells about the photos' she replied ' it does make it quite interesting'
I quipped 'so you don't want me to take it back now then?'
She ignored my comment, sat on the edge of the bed and was reading the literature. She then started to read it out loud. As I stood watching her she looked up momentarily and patted the bed next to her, beckoning me to sit down and look with her as she read the story line.
She was now into this and her voice was ever so slightly husky as she read. I noticed that as she looked and read, she squirmed her bum onto the bed. Her legs seemed to part a little, as if getting herself more comfortable around the lower region.
I had a semi hard on, due to the photos and the narration of the erotic story line. Also maybe due to the thought of Mrs Hughes becoming a little damp.
After a few minutes of reading she let the magazine drop to her lap.
She turned to me and said 'Do you think it is disgusting?'
I replied 'Not really. They are adult, getting paid for it and having a good time'
'No!' She retorted 'Not the magazine! Me! Reading this and getting turned on by it and having you in the bedroom whilst I do it?'
'Ahhh, I see' I said 'it is a bit unusual, but not disgusting at all. In fact it is very exciting if I'm honest'
'Are you turned on by it?'
'Yes I am'
'Are you hard?'
'Yeah, but not quite like the bloke you admired earlier' I added
'Show me' she said 'show me you are hard'
I stood up and stood in front of her and in my lightweight chino style trousers I assumed she could see the outline of my erection.
She could. 'Looks hard, from what I can see' she said 'but I want to see it properly'
I undid the button, then dropped the zip and my cock sprung out into view.
She looked at it and then looked up at me.
'You are stiff and ready then'
I smiled but said nothing, just stood with my cock out inches away from Mrs Hughes.
She placed her hand around my shaft and watched herself slowly wank my cock. Her eyes fixed on my knob as she worked her hand up and down.
'Mmmm' she grinned 'Nice'
She then leant forward and her other hand cupped my balls as her face moved closer.
'Want me to suck it?'
'Please' I responded
And her warm mouth encompassed my knob, her tongue swirled around my helmet, she sucked slowly, precisely, slightly deeper each time she moved back and forward.
She held my cock, sat back a little and said 'to think you delivered porn to my house and I'm doing this now' she smiled 'who'd have thought?'
She let go of me, stood and said 'let's do this properly' she undid the zip at.the back of her dress and allowed it to slip to the floor. She kicked off her flip flops and stood in a matching bra and pants.
Moments later her hands were behind her back and her bra was dropped to the floor. Her tits were large, sagged onto her chest, two milky white orbs of tit flesh, topped with dark pink thick nipples.
Then her hands to the top of her pants and they too were left abandoned on the floor with her dress and bra. Between her pale thighs was a dark triangle of public hair, a little more bushy than was the trend of the time, but appealing nonetheless.
I removed my top, kicked off my shoes, wrestled my socks off and pushed my trousers down. There was a pile of clothing beside the bed and two naked people stood next to it.
I looked at her, she was rather lovely, not attractive, not ugly but a wonderful figure. Her heavy tits on her fairly small frame looked huge.
'I'm Steve' I said, my cock strutting out ready for its mission
'Pam' she replied
I walked toward her and put out my hand, she took it
'nice to meet you Pam' I said
She laughed and her tits bounced a little
She released my hand, placed it around my cock, shook it lightly 'nice to meet you Steve'
I moved close to her and we kissed, passionate kissing like we had to try to devour one another. My cock end pressed against her lower belly, her tits squashed to my chest. Then I eased her back so that she fell gently on to the bed. She lay back, her big tits hanging to the side of her chest, her legs slightly parted, her hairy cunt looked damp, warm and inviting.
I moved alongside her and placed one hand on one tit and my mouth latched on to the other. Her hand went down to my hard cock and she slowly wanked me.
'Are you going to fuck me Steve?'
I said nothing. I was far too engrossed in her fabulous boobs.
Pam put her left hand down to her cunt, she fingered herself as I feasted on her ample tit flesh and she stroked my cock. Then she moved her hand up from her cunt, pushed her fingers into my mouth and said 'I'm ready Steve, I'm so wet'
Thank God for those books I thought to myself.
I slipped away from her tits, reluctantly if I'm honest, moved down the bed, got between her thighs and said 'okay, let's see how wet'
I pressed my face between her legs, pushed my mouth into her bush and found her open, wet cunt.
She lay back, her breathing slightly intensifying as I began to her eat her hairy mound. She was soaking. My face felt like it had been washed in cunt juice. It was running from her, gushing down between her arse cheeks, I lapped and licked and then I sucked her thick clit and she pushed my head down, moaned and her cunt gave a small squirt. 'God Steve, that is amazing' she cried out
I moved myself up, placed my knees netween her legs and pushed my cock toward her cunt. In one easy movement it slid fully inside her hot cunt.
'Fuck!' She cried 'Fuck me!'
I didn't need telling and I fucked her fast and hard. Her cunt was wet, still gushing as I ploughed into her. Her tits shook, her face red, contorted with pleasure as she brought her hips up to meet my thrusts.
Within around five minutes she wailed 'I'm cumming Steve, I'm cumming!'
I fucked her harder, hard as I could. My balls slamming into her soaked arse crack.
Then I pulled out, eased quickly toward her tits and shot ropes of cum across her huge melons. One stream of my cum shot over her tits and landed on her lower lip and chin.
Empty I knelt over her, looking at her glazed tits and the little stream of cum on her mouth.
'Well Mrs Hughes, Pam, we need to set up a reading circle between us and do this more often'
Pam smiled 'you are so right'
Pam and I met for several months after that. The books were never mentioned again and I am not sure that she didn't know about her husband's purchase.
We fucked in every position, all over the house including the conservatory which was a little over looked at the back of the house, but she didn't seem to care.
About a month before I moved away, Pam said that she had told her friend, Barbara about our little arrangement. In fact she had asked Barbara if she would like to join us one morning.
It seems that she did want to and did join us.
I will tell you about that next time. |
