After moving to a new house, away from the busy town centre, I decided to throw myself into country living.
The first week was full of mundane jobs, emptying boxes, deciding on furniture for the rooms, cleaning floors and painting walls. I was shattered but delighted with my new purchase.
I decided it was time to meet the neighbours and get to know some locals.
There are many nice country pubs in the area so I first arranged a weekend with my best friend Tina. She came to stay with me and helped me with the finishing touches. I treated her to dinner in a couple of the local pubs, both very nice, and she stayed at mine and we drank wine and laughed into the early hours. Despite our sexual escapades in the past, this was a weekend to get on with the work in hand and relax with good food and wine. For some reason, sex never came into our thoughts as we worked tirelessly, particularly in my new office set-up.
I work from home running my own online business, so my office set-up was key as I intend to employ some help this year to ease the workload, but even after covid I am still busy and growing, so I can’t complain.
Tina left me on Sunday afternoon and I thanked her for all her help. She’s such a sweetheart. She also has the nicest, sexiest and biggest pair of boobs that drive most men, and me, wild!
We embraced and I kissed her cheek to thank her for her help and as she walked away I gave her boob a little squeeze.
“Mmm next time maybe we save some time for more fun.” She said, as she walked down the path.
“I know, sorry it’s been all work and no play,” I replied.
“I’m sure it won’t take you long to find your feet in the village. God help the older men!” Tina joked – well, kind of joked!
I smiled. For the first time, a sexy thought came into my mind. But there was still work to do.
“So what are your plans for the rest of the day?” Tina asked.
“I’m going to go to Tesco and take a walk down by the canal while it’s light. Then I’ll cook something simple here and get an early night. Maybe a long bath.” I decided.
“Well enjoy and I’ll see you soon sweetheart,” Tina said as she got into her car then drove away.
I put a couple of bags in the car and got ready for a little shopping. As I intended to take a short walk I kept my black leggings on and put my walking boots over a pair of thick socks. I would be warm enough in my white t-shirt and grey hoodie, I would put my denim jacket over the top to layer up. As I was leaving I realised I didn’t have a bra on, my boobs were jiggling around a little as I hurried around the house. I had no intention of removing the layers so decided I would be Ok as I was: Try not to jiggle too much in Tesco!
I filled a small trolley with basics, including a cucumber and fever tree tonic water for my new bottle of Hendrick’s gin. I would enjoy an ice-cold glass tonight while watching something on Netflix before bed.
I packed my car and left it in the car park and made my way down to the bridge over the canal – what a lovely view! A family fed ducks on the water’s edge and six swans, including their four young, majestically swept up to the side of the canal looking for food. I decided to go left, past the row of small cottages and after a hundred metres or so into the quiet countryside. This was bliss.
I had enjoyed my town centre apartment for the last six years, but buying my own country property felt amazing. And I had done it all by myself. I felt a surge of pride, then a real shock at the size of my mortgage and how my business needed to ensure I could repay it. But it was going well and I was expanding – nervous but exciting times.
Being single I don’t have anyone to share these moments with, good or bad. But that is mainly my choice as I can never see myself settling down with a guy close to my own age. Sexually I am only interested in men older than me – generally a lot older than me. I tend to look for a gap of around twenty years, so it is hard to find partners and certainly ones that are not married or have the same life ambitions as me. So I tend to have a number of lovers that I find online or through my exhibitionist exploits, rather than the traditional partnering up done in pubs, clubs or workplaces, where many relationships begin.
For now, this suits me fine, although my very high sex drive means I am often reduced to last-minute hookups or a little flashing to scratch my horny itches.
Tina indulges my fantasies but rarely joins in. We went to IKEA in Bristol recently and I wore a long cream cardigan. Underneath this was a mesh see-through blouse which I wore without a bra; it was completely see-through. Although my breasts aren’t huge, they are a good size 36C, and when I saw an older guy on his own, I would stand next to him and open my cardigan to give him a flash. Tina was on lookout duty and finding new victims. One lovely gentleman commented on how lovely I looked and I saw him as I made my way to the car park with my new IKEA lamps.
He came over to the car and asked if he might get another peep. I had parked at the rear of the car park and there were no other cars around us, in case anything like this happened.
“Go behind the car with him Beth and let him have another look, I’ll keep lookout. He deserves a treat.” Tina said, encouraging me.
She finds it very horny watching me get down and dirty but rarely has the courage to get involved herself.
We walked around the back of the car and I opened up my cardigan for the old gentleman who had followed us to the car. He was short and slightly built. I would estimate mid-sixties with very little white hair, a cheeky smile and quite large hands, which would indicate manual labour – very sexy and just my type.
I opened my cardigan so he could see my breasts.
“You can have a little feel if you like,” I said, and smiled at him, moving close up to him.
He grabbed both of my breasts through my shirt and squeezed them.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he said in a Bristol accent.
Then to my total surprise, he slid his hand inside my trouser top and down into my panties. Before I realised what he was doing he had slid his middle finger inside my moist pussy; it slid in easily as I was very aroused.
I put my hands on his shoulders as he busily fingered away, I let him continue and enjoyed the moment as Tina kept a lookout but also watched what we were doing.
“I’m going to cum,” I told him.
“Good girl, cum over Daddy’s fingers,” he replied as he intensified his work.
A delightful orgasm rushed over me and I climaxed heavily.
“Thank you, that was amazing,” I said, as my unexpected orgasm subsided.
And without another word, he removed his hands from my panties, sucked on his fingers, then winked and made his way back to the car.
I never had time to thank him properly – what a shame.
Tina laughed.
“Come on you filthy slut, let’s get going. I wish I could be more spontaneous like you, that was so fucking hot,” she said as we got in the car and drove home.
I digress: back to my canal walk.
I continued down the path, conscious that I only had about another hour before it would start to get dark. I passed a couple of canal boats. I always am tempted to look inside, but I try to do it carefully so as not to get caught by the occupier if they look out at me. I think we all probably do that.
In the main, they were looking empty, but with the odd one with signs of heating as smoke rose from their makeshift chimneys. Curtains were drawn so I could not see inside.
I walked a little further, now in a beautiful spot with even a kingfisher bouncing past me on the canal. The sides were not concrete so the wildlife here was lovely.
I walked past another canal boat and noticed a TV playing inside. I could also see the bald head of a man sitting with his back to the canal window, watching the TV, which was visible as you looked through the window. The curtains were only half-pulled and the TV was in full view. It took me at least two or three stares to notice what was playing on the TV. It was a porn film.
A brunette, a little like me, was sitting on top of a man and riding him. Her big breasts were on display and she cupped and squeezed them as she fucked him. He also squeezed them as they played.
I walked past the window and felt an urge to stop. Feeling slightly self-conscious I turned back and walked past the window again. Walking back the other way now, I stopped. I turned around and for a third time walked past the window, this got the attention of the guy in the boat watching the TV.
He turned and saw me, looking rather annoyed he pulled the curtains together to try to block my view then carried on watching.
I felt a little embarrassed at being caught but also surprised that this guy wasn’t interested in a woman looking at him watching porn. I was somehow expecting a different reaction. I was also enjoying watching it; it had really turned me on. I wanted to go in and watch it with him.
I walked past again and moved closer to the window to see in.
I could see the guy inside stand up and move, then a small door to my right opened and he appeared at the doorway.
“Look, it’s no one’s bloody business what I watch in here so why don’t you clear off and mind your own business?” he shouted at me.
He was short and thin, balding on top and looked around late-fifties at a guess.
“I’m sorry I was just taking a walk when your TV screen caught my eye. I really liked what you were watching so I tried to get a better look. I’m sorry, I hoped you wouldn’t mind,” I replied, trying to appeal to his horny side. Perhaps he would like some female company to watch with him, I thought.
“It’s up to me what I watch in here, bloody busybodies always got an opinion, you shouldn’t be looking in anyway, how would you like it if I looked in your window?” he continued, obviously not hearing what I had said and relying on his usual script for onlookers.
There was no one around, I decided to try a different approach. My panties were wet and my tummy tingled through deep arousal. I wanted to get inside the boat and watch porn with this dirty old man.
I remembered that I had no bra on, my layers were easy to lift so I walked a little closer.
“I was hoping you might want a little company to watch that sexy film with,” I said provocatively. I lifted up my layers and showed him my bare breasts.
“Fucking hell. You better come in,” he said, and walked inside, motioning me to follow him.
He had turned the TV off on his way to the door so he turned it back on and found the movie he was watching. It was streaming from his PC. The sex started again on screen as a huge hard cock appeared and the female star wrapped her lips around it, all the while making eye contact with the camera.
This was perfect.
There’s little I love more than sucking a nice hard cock, particularly if it belongs to an older man, and even sexier, a stranger.
I pulled my tops over my head and stood topless, I squeezed both breasts and looked at him smiling. I held out my hand to him and he lifted it out to me. I grabbed his hand and put it on my left breast while I played with the other one.
I looked at the TV and the brunette star was now sucking and slurping away on the same hard cock
“That looks lovely,” I said, and I slowly got down on my knees, keeping eye contact all the way.
He moved toward me and started to undo his jeans. He pulled them down, followed by his pants and stood in front of me with his semi-erect cock in his hand
“Suck it,” he said, a look of deep lust in his eyes.
I smiled and obeyed.
I took his cock in both hands and put my mouth around it, I slowly sucked up and down as he reached full hardness.
I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him into me, taking his cock deep in my mouth. I let my tongue fall out under his cock and licked across his balls as his cock filled my mouth.
“Fuck that’s good. You want me to shoot my cum all over that pretty face or those tits?” he asked, as he grabbed my hair and slowly fucked my face.
“I want you to fuck me first,” I said. Squeezing my breasts and looking up at him as I licked all around the head of his cock. At first, he tasted a little salty, maybe a little sweaty, but now that I had covered his cock in my saliva and his precum was leaking, he tasted good, sexy. I wanted to taste his cum, but first I needed him inside me.
I stood and pulled off my boots and pulled my leggings down. He crouched down and lifted one of my legs onto the low sofa. He pulled my little panties to one side and his tongue delved deep inside me. I let out a yelp of pleasure!
I held his head and moved it around as his tongue did amazing things to me. His hands wandered over my body and I felt the tip of his finger playing around my asshole. It was all too much for me. I held my legs around him tight and let the wave of orgasm flood through me. Gorgeous.
“You’ve made me cum you sexy, sexy man,” I said.
He smiled.
I stood away from him and bent over.
“Fuck me,” I said, opening my cheeks to help him push his cock into me.
“I don’t have any condoms.” He said, looking genuinely concerned.
I was way too horny to worry about that.
“Then fuck me but don’t cum inside me,” I said, bending over and pointing my ass at him.
He didn’t need much encouragement. He stood behind me, groping my ass and felt for my entrance with his cock, he plunged it inside me sending a wave of ecstasy through me, and him. He fucked me slowly then faster. He grabbed my breasts and squeezed them as he pushed his cock deep inside me. Another orgasm shot through me as his cock filled me and pushed deep against me. As I collapsed in a heap, he pulled out of me and stood in front of me with his hard dripping cock in front of my face.
I grabbed it and greedily sucked on it.
With his hands on either side of my face, he started to fuck my mouth.
“That’s it, suck my cock,” he said, as he positioned my face where he wanted it and gyrated his hips in a motion that maximised the friction of my tongue and mouth around his cock.
“I’m gonna cum in that naughty mouth of yours,” he said, as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and started to masturbate furiously.
He held my head and pointed the end of his cock to my mouth.
“Open your mouth,” he said frantically.
I opened my mouth in time for a torrent of warm cum to shoot into it, splashing onto the roof of my mouth before settling on my tongue. It was followed by another spurt, then another, as I kept my mouth open, trying to catch his flying cum as he furiously jerked while holding my head. He was clearly having a wonderful orgasm and I enjoyed the pleasure I was bringing him.
As his movement slowed, so did the amount of cum that flowed from him. It was now oozing out and gathering around his fingers that were tightly wrapped around his cock.
As I pulled away slowly from the grip he had on my head, I opened my mouth wide to show him all of the cum in my mouth.
“Now what are you going to do with all that?” he asked.
I smiled and swallowed.
I then took his hand and slowly and diligently licked the cum from his fingers one by one, swallowing each blob down as I retrieved it.
He sat down on his makeshift sofa, spent.
I dressed and fixed my clothes.
“I’ll see you out.” He said
“Don’t worry, I’ll see myself out. Thank you, that was wonderful.” I said.
“Bye.” He replied.
