The first rays of the sun shone upon Martha Ridley's eyelids, causing her to awaken. The first thing she saw was the back of the head belonging to her young 19 year old lover, Adam, who was still fast asleep. Hearing his soft snores was enough to make her give a genuine, but tired, smile. As she sat up in the bed, she stretched out her arms and let out several yawns. She looked all around, admiring the tranquil swimming pool, and, beyond that, her quiet backyard.
Yesterday, she and Adam had enjoyed countless rounds of amazing sex. They spent an entire Saturday in every part of the house fucking, staining every bed, countertop, and most floors with their cum. While Adam took a quick, post-lunch nap, she had set up an inflatable mattress outside, furnishing it with pillows and a heavy comforter. After dinner, she led him outdoors, where they got into bed and made sweet love until they both fell asleep. It felt so good to be naked under the stars, for once in her entire life.
She carefully exited the bed, trying her best not to wake Adam. Walking around her porch, she stretched her limbs, enjoying the feeling of the cool morning air kissing her bare skin. Each nipple upon her heavy 36G breasts was stiff and puckered. Her cock jutted proudly into open air, stiff and engorged with blood.
It had been a long time since she felt good about her naked body. Martha Ridley had been born a hermaphrodite; her body was that of a beautiful 40 year old woman, save for the 12 inch penis and large testicles that jutted out from between her legs, right over her vagina. Until a few months ago, her privates had been mostly unused, longing for the sweet release that sex could provide.
Just thinking about the sex she'd been having in the last few months made her morning wood even harder. She looked back at her still-sleeping lover, who happened to be her daughter's boyfriend. He was keeping her company while her daughter, Katie, was out in Des Moines with some friends for the weekend. It seemed a shame that this would be their last day of freedom; Adam would have to go back to his job at the local plant nursery, while Martha would be spending her days in the boring tedium of the local post office. She'd have to make sure to make this day count until the next weekend.
Right now, she was torn between getting herself some breakfast, or enjoying another vigorous fuck-session with her boy-toy. Her grumbling stomach and pulsating dick were at war with each other. Fortunately, she heard him stirring in the bed. Her heart leapt with joy as she saw Adam's eyes open.
"Good morning," Adam murmured.
"Good morning, my love," Martha said.
Adam smiled as she sauntered back towards the bed. He sat up and gazed longingly at Martha's body, her swaying, fulsome hips, her round, shapely breasts, and her bouncing cock. She, too, was filled with hunger, crawling onto the bed like a predator until she was on top of Adam. She pressed her lips to his, allowing his tongue to invade her mouth. Her lips curled into a smile; she felt Adam's hand reaching up to fondle her large, hanging breasts.
"Why don't we take a dip in the pool?" Martha suggested. The two of them reeked of body odor, sweat, and semen; a dip in the pool would serve until the two could get a shower.
"Sure," Adam said.
With a giddy laugh, Martha grabbed his hands and pulled him out of the bed. The two jumped into the pool, carousing like two kids as they splashed water at each other. Martha then pinned Adam against the side of the pool with her body. Adam loved the feeling of her large breasts pressed against his chest, her hard nipples poking him. Underneath the water, their hard dicks dueled each other, rubbing against one another with anxious delight.
Martha tilted her head back and let out a guttural moan as Adam sucked on her neck, trying his best to leave a hickey there. She could feel his hands grasping her buttocks and pulling her closer to his body, sandwiching his own between her and the concrete wall of the pool. For a second, she was sure that he would be crushed.
"Ohhhh, Martha! Let me have your pussy!"
"It's okay, my love. Here, make me cum!"
Martha reached down towards her crotch and lifted shifted her penis and balls aside so that he could pierce her with ease. She felt a shudder of pleasure as she felt him slide inside of her; though he had been inside of her several times, she was unprepared for the girth of his manhood as he entered her. The sex seemed to be even more pleasurable in the pool. The sensation made it feel like she was making love on a cloud.
Adam whirled the both of them around, so that he had Martha up against the wall, pumping into her body as she cried out with lust. Adam nuzzled her damp hair, taking in its natural scent, which was mixed with the smell of chlorinated water. The water roiled and foamed as the two thrashed around in the pool, until their bodies boiled with the heat of desire and the rising sun.
At last, Adam shot his sperm into Martha's beleaguered snatch. She gave a few ragged breaths before she too ejaculated a lengthy stream of cum, causing a huge cloud of semen that floated between their loins. The two of them did not break their embrace, remaining cradled in each other's arms and the water.
"Oh, God!" Martha gasped. "I feel like...I feel like I could cum enough to make this pool overflow."
"I know what you mean," Adam said, still inside of her. "Oh, Martha...I love you so much."
Right then, Adam knew that he had said something wrong; he felt Martha's body become tense in his embrace. He looked her in the eye, seeing a stern look etched upon her face. The fear of what she was about to say next was enough to make him flaccid; under the water his penis fell out of her.
"Adam," she said. "I care for you very much, especially because you take such good care of Katie, but...I-I'm not in love with you. Our relationship isn't built on love, it's lust. I just need you to satisfy me."
"Martha, I..."
She gently pushed him away and exited the swimming pool. Adam was too stunned to move; he could only stand in the pool and watch as Martha grabbed a towel from a cabinet on the porch and dried herself off.
"I'm going to go upstairs and shower," she said. "I want you to use Katie's shower and meet me in my room in an hour." She was using that cold tone of voice that was reminiscent of when he first met her. Back then, Adam thought that Martha hated him, only to find out that her supposed indifference was actually a mask for the rampant lust that she provoked inside of her. He remained in the pool for some time, thankful that the surrounding homes were free of any people that could witness his nudity.
A few minutes later, he exited the pool and dried himself off. Just as Martha said, he went upstairs to shower in Katie's bathroom. When he was done, he retrieved his clothes from the living room, where he had left them yesterday after Martha greeted him at the front door. When he was done, he made himself a small breakfast with cereal and milk, and then spent the rest of his hour watching television. A nice cop movie on TV full of violence would help keep his mind off of the uncertainty of his relationship with Martha.
When the movie was over, he looked at the clock on the television screen and saw that it was almost 9 AM; surely, an hour had passed already. He turned off of the television and headed upstairs, ready to find out what Martha wanted from him. After reaching her bedroom, Adam knocked on the door.
"Come in."
With great trepidation, Adam opened the door and entered the bedroom. He could see Martha standing over by the window, wearing her bathrobe. Adam noticed that she had undone her braid, letting her long, golden hair fall freely all the way down to her waist. If anything, she looked even more beautiful to him, as the sunlight peeked through the blinds, causing her hair to glow.
