Mary Taylor was almost reaching her climax. The eight inch cock moving in and out of her hot, wet and hairy pussy was doing its job perfectly.
"Come on George, just a few more and I will come like I've never come before" she squealed as the cock continued to slide.
Mary had her orgasm, a long and quite satisfying one as it happens. She relaxed on the bed in her camper van and withdrew the plastic cock from her pussy.
"Here let me finish you off," she said to her imaginary lover, tonight it was George Clooney, then she placed the plastic into her mouth and sucked her own juices off the phallic symbol.
Mary had not had a man for years. She satisfied herself by letting her vivid imagination conjure up images of famous handsome men fucking her crowded her mind whilst inserting her variety of dildos and vibrators into herself.
"I need a real man" she decided as she showered her fingers in her pussy, an image of Johnny Depp in her mind.
Mary was always the fat one. Bullied at school for not only being fat, but also for having a domineering mother, who would never let her mix, or take part in after school activities.
After leaving school Mary got a job in a bookshop and it was there she met Kurt. He was Danish and a student at Manchester University. He came to the shop one day, looking for an obscure book on film history. Mary was more than helpful and managed to find the book in the basement.
To her surprise, Kurt asked her to meet him for a coffee as a reward. Mary was eighteen and had never even been alone with a man, never mind anything else.
She was flustered, but after a little persuasion agreed to meet him.
The first date was a complete success. They had so many things in common and Mary readily agreed to go out with him again.
The first kiss was after an Art House movie in Manchester. It took Mary by surprise, but she loved the feel of Kurt's lips on hers and the tickling sensation caused by his moustache.
Mary was terrified that someone would see her and tell her mother, but as the relationship grew she became bolder and she was ready for the next step.
They sat in the park one Sunday afternoon just watching the world go by, when Mary said "I want to make love to you."
Kurt was astounded, where had that come from?"
"I do too my darling, but was afraid to ask" he whispered.
Ten minutes later they were naked in Kurt's bed.
Mary was conscious of her fat body but with Kurt sucking eagerly on her large plump breasts, she just lay back and enjoyed the sensation.
Kurt kissed her and gently parted her legs with his. She felt his penis pressing on her lips and the flash of pain as her thrust into her, then the sheer joy of her lover fucking her. Mary was in a kind of heaven.
After that they made love at every available opportunity. Kurt was an experienced lover and Mary a very willing pupil. He introduced her to oral sex and soon she was an expert cock sucker, delighting in taking his ejaculation on her face or breasts.
It all came to an end one day, when Mary's mother followed her to Kurt's flat and bribed his landlord to give her a key to his room. Kurt and Mary were naked on the bed, his cock in her mouth. As she sucked on the rigid flesh his fingers were playing deep inside her.
"Mary Taylor, you brazen hussy" It was as near to swearing Mrs Taylor had ever been.
"Mum" bleated Mary, and for some reason attempted to cover up her nakedness.
"You have five minutes, to dress and come home with me."
Mary was in a quandary; she loved Kurt, but could not bear to think about abandoning her mother.
She kissed Kurt good-by and said she was sorry.
That was nearly twenty years ago and she had not been with a man since.
As she dressed she weighed up her options where men were concerned. Norris Cole tried and failed. Ken Barlow not really her type. Owen, to rugged and not a nice man, she needed a gentleman.
At that moment Lewis Archer walked past the van.
"Why didn't think of him before? He's perfect" Mary said to herself
She had her target, now for a plan.
