A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years.
Chapter Thirty-One. 2011.
(Late-May.) Denouement.
My initial concerns that Les would hear about my little peccadillo with his sons proved groundless and my affair with him continued to flourish during the early part of the year. However, that was about to change.
It was the first time I'd been called upon to house-sit since my escapade with the brothers last year. I was at the house for three days/two nights and on the first evening Les paid me a visit as we'd arranged when I'd seen him four days earlier at our house.
The second day dawned bright and sunny so after a light lunch I decided to sunbathe on the rear lawn. I hadn't packed a bikini as being so early in the year I assumed it would be too chilly. No problem, I've sunbathed nude plenty of times by now so that's what I did.
I suppose I'd been laying on the rug for an hour or more, initially reading but by this time dozing in the sun, when Edward suddenly appeared.
"I rang the front door bell and seeing your car was here I assumed you must be round the back," he explained beginning to undress. "Handy you being starkers, saves time."
"What about your wife?" I asked, disconcerted by Edwards unexpected appearance.
I knew from Les that his grand daughter had been born eight months earlier.
"She's on her period and unavailable at the moment so hearing you were here I thought I'd pay a call. I have a large sexual appetite and as your cunt is available and my wife's isn't I thought I'd make use of it."
Not particularly happy about the situation and the idea of being used by Edward simply to relieve his frustration, I nevertheless kept my own council as he mounted me. Edward grinned down at me as my legs automatically flew apart and then drove his penis deep inside.
My cries were ringing out then as Edward fucked me vigorously and soon came.
"Bloody hell, what do you think you're doing!"
Edward rolled clear and I was stunned to see Les standing there with a shocked expression on his face. I have no idea if his words were addressed to me or his son.
I instinctively reached for a towel to wrap around my lower body, feeling strangely embarrassed to be naked in front of Les, despite having had sex with him perhaps seven hundred times during the last four, nearly five years. Perhaps it was simply an automatic reaction caused by the shock of his sudden appearance.
"Cool it dad, Linda will never know; I'm assuming you won't tell her."
With Les continuing to berate his son, or was it me, an exasperated Edward said, "Anyway, Andy had her first and even your beloved Charles has been there. She's a very sexy woman is our Sandi."
"What!" Les shouted, looking about the garden.
"No, not today. Last year when you were away on holiday Sandi took us all on, singly and together. The woman can't get enough."
Fully dressed by this time Edward departed, perhaps keen to get away from his father's anger, leaving Les contemplating me with a mixture of horror and distaste written on his face.
"Is all that true?"
There was little point in denial as he could easily get the truth from his sons so I admitted that yes, I did have sex with all three of his sons but it came about through an unfortunate misunderstanding.
"When I had sex with Andrew I thought he was simply a passing dog walker and had no idea he was your son. After that things just seemed to snowball out of my control," I ended lamely.
"Have you no shame, you're disgusting!" Les exclaimed. "I know you regularly have sex with other guys but bedding all my sons is despicable. You really are a shameless hussy."
With that Les stormed off saying he never wanted to see me again.
"And keep your filthy hands off my boys," he shouted over his shoulder.
I was left lamenting the end of an affair which had been so very satisfying for all concerned.
Hubby wasn't pleased either when I told him about it a few days later and I remained saddened that such an unsavoury incident had led to the loss of an exceptional lover.
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(Late-June.) George/Kev.
It had been an unusually stressful meeting and driving out of town to begin my journey home I decided to find somewhere quiet and park up. Perhaps take a short stroll to unwind a bit or even better, masturbate, always a sure fire way to relieve tension! With that end in mind I turned onto a minor road instead of heading straight for the motorway. Seeing what looked to be a disused track leading to derelict buildings I decided to pull in. The five bar gate was hanging off its hinges so I was able to drive through and park up, well away from the road. The track itself looked unused with weeds and undergrowth encroaching on to it.
I had as usual changed into my flat driving shoes and so set out on a slow walk along the overgrown track. After about fifteen minutes of calming exercise, during which I walked passed the collection of derelict buildings, I decided to head back to the car and put in practice the second part of my relaxation strategy.
As I approached my car I saw a large van parked behind it and two irate looking guys waving at me.
"You've blocked our road, stupid bitch," a guy shouted angrily as I drew nearer.
Apologising for the inconvenience I explained that I'd assumed from the general air of dereliction that the roadway wasn't in use.
Climbing into my car I started the engine and waited for them to move the van so I could reverse. They sat talking and seemed in no hurry now, despite the angry words earlier. I sounded the horn to let the guys know I was ready to go but it failed to have the desired effect. Instead, they climbed back out and approached my car again.
"Stop that noise you stupid bitch. You've kept us waiting long enough so now you'll have to wait until we're ready to move, and maybe pay Kev and me back for buggering us about."
It was the older of the two, the one who had shouted at me, that spoke. He was man in his mid-fifties, square-built and muscular with the weather beaten face of an outdoor worker. Reaching in through the open window he turned the ignition off.
"What do you mean, pay you back. Do you want money?"
He laughed.
"Hear that Kev, the stupid bitch thinks we want money. I'm sure she can think of something else to give us, don't you."
He was leering at my legs, the hemline of my skirt inevitably high, and again reaching into the car the guy quickly removed my key from the ignition and slipped it into his pocket. His hand snaked back in through the open window and he squeezed my thigh.
"Know what I mean love? What say you get in the back-seat with young Kev here and let him have a little bit?"
I feigned the surprise which I didn't actually feel, having guessed where this was heading almost from the start.
"What for?" I asked with a pretence of naivety which fooled no one.
"Don't play the innocent with me girl you know what we want, why else leave my hand where it is and sit there with your legs open."
I hadn't realised the latter but it was true, my legs had drifted apart under pressure from his hand.
He opened the door then and taking my wrist pulled me from the car.
"Give me a hand Kev, let's get the tart's knickers off and have her over the bonnet of the car."
I put up a half-hearted struggle as the men dragged me round to the front of the car and hauled my skirt up. They were rough and I feigned a gesture of helpless resignation as my panties were yanked down and off. The rough handling continued as I was pushed face down over the bonnet of my car.
A hand forced its way between my thighs and an excited Kev exclaimed, "You're right boss, her cunt's soaking wet!"
"What did I tell you," the boss, or as I subsequently learnt George, said jubilantly.
He deliberately moved into my line of sight so I could see him undoing and removing his trousers.
"This is what you need," he practically snarled, waving a fat looking penis at me before disappearing from sight.
I felt his penis nudging at my thighs and he snarled, "Spread 'em girl I know damn well this is what you want and you're going to get it, from both of us."
I shuffled my feet further apart and with a jubilant shout the boss drove his penis into me.
"What did I tell you boy, we're on a winner here!" he shouted as he began fucking me.
Suddenly stopping however, his penis fully embedded inside me, the boss leaned over to snarl in my ear, "Kev's cock is rock hard and he's looking impatient for a turn so I'll let him take over before I finish off."
His penis was removed and immediately Kev's entered me in its place. His rough hands gripping my hips Kev drove his penis rapidly in and out of me.
"That's it Kev really give it to the bitch," his boss shouted.
He did too. My body was being forced forwards over the car bonnet with every thrust of the lad's penis into me and I yelled repeatedly. The boss's leering face appearing at the side of the car he waved his fat erection at me.
"Don't forget you've still got this to come," he taunted.
Suddenly Kev came, his penis jerking in my depths. He withdrew and I felt the boss's rough hands forcing my thighs still further apart. Next his penis drilled into me but remained stationary and I felt rough hands spreading my buttocks.
