“Hey Sean, I need to finish off this film,” said Maura waving her camera, “hold still.”
Sean pulled a joke muscle man pose as Maura took a snap. He was still in good shape; the only clue to his 56 years was the small patch of grey in the middle of his hairy chest. He often wore no shirt around the house, especially when he was doing a few DIY jobs like he was right now.
“Oh there’s still one more, wait a second,” she said. Sean obeyed but dropped the pose. Maura fiddled with the zoom and angled the camera down slightly. She wanted a close-up of that glorious chest - his whole torso was covered in thick, dark hair - but she didn’t want to make it too obvious. She had long since fancied Sean, but he was her cousin’s husband, so he was forbidden fruit, especially as her cousin Barbara was only downstairs! She took a sneaky close-up of the forest of hair.
“God, I still don’t think it’s finished,” she said studying the camera.
“Hmmm, is there room on there for a big one?” Sean said as he hooked a thumb into the waist of his sweat pants and began pulling down on them very, very slowly. He waited for a reaction from Maura but she did nothing. Her face appeared red with shock, but she did nothing. Her eyes were locked onto his crotch awaiting the reveal. Sean took this as a cue to continue, the intensity of her gaze was turning him on. He pulled them down, slowly, taking his underpants down as he went, to reveal his thick, flaccid cock. Maura gulped. Her face was burning. She was pleased to see that his hairiness continued down below. His legs & groin were covered in the same dark mass of hair. Though his legs were noticeably whiter than his somewhat tanned upper body.
“I think you’d better kneel down to get a close-up,” said Sean. She obeyed, barely taking her eyes off his tool, which wasn’t the longest she’d ever seen but was very thick & would satisfy her for sure, she thought. Knelt down in front of his cock, she pointed the camera at it; she was shaking slightly.
“Oh, it must have run out after all,” she said nervously.
“Ah well, you’ll have to find another way of committing it to memory.”
“Sean we can’t, Barbara is just downstairs.”
“Fine,” he said, pulling his pants back upwards – teasing.
“No wait,” she said as she grabbed his hairy hand. He smiled. She slowly pulled them back down again. Making herself even more wet with the second reveal.
She took it in her hands, hesitantly, and then put the whole thing in her mouth. She rolled it around in her mouth waiting for it to harden. That was her favourite part, feeling a big, fat cock stiffen & fill her mouth. Sean’s cock obeyed her wishes rather quickly. It filled her mouth ‘til she had to release it. It stood to attention, looking her in the eye. She grabbed it & began licking veraciously, up & down the sides, over the top, all over. Sean leaned back against the wardrobe he had been fixing, enjoying the oral attention on his piece.
She pawed his fleshy stomach. Though he certainly wasn’t fat & you wouldn’t describe him as having a belly, he did have some excess there. He worked a physical job, but even so, 56 years - with most of them spent drinking plenty of Guinness - meant that he wasn’t quite as trim as he once was. Maura continued exploring his torso with her hands, all the while sucking that cock for all it was worth. She loved running her fingers through his copious chest hair. Feeling its density at first resist, but eventually give in to her roving fingers. Her fingers traced a line around one nipple, through the sea of fur across to his other. She could easily play here all day.
“Ohh, I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” said Maura.
“I know,” replied Sean matter of fact. “I’ve noticed you looking at me.”
