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My boy toy adventures. - By Marlee

Hank's chainsaw snoring woke me up - again. I rolled over and looked at him. "Fucking lazy bastard", I thought. "Fucking FAT lazy bastard was more like it . . . " I hopped up and showered. I made coffee, dressed, grabbed my bags, called a cab and made it to the airport in record time. Today I was going to Antioch. It could be worse - I'd spent all of last week in Indianapolis. I'd had a most pleasant diversion there, though . . .

Good - there wasn't much of a line this morning and things were moving quickly. I settled into my seat on the plane and closed my eyes. Before I knew it, we'd landed and I was checked into my hotel. I laid down on the bed and spread my legs and shoved a big dildo in and out of my steaming pussy and rubbed my clit until I came in an attempt to take the edge off my horniness before my business meeting in an hour or so. I was excited - tonight I'd be breaking in a new boy named Logan. He was twenty-three and a musician. What a far cry this was from the rest of my life !

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Hank and I were in our late 40's and had been married to each other for half of our lives. I remembered when we'd loved each other passionately. He'd been tall and trim and handsome. Not to mention smart. He was partner in one of the most powerful law firms in the tri-state area. My mother and girlfriends tried to warn me to watch out because he wasn't who I thought he was, but I thought I'd hit the jackpot. We couldn't seem to keep our hands off each other. We had mad, passionate, glorious sex every night - in every room in the house - as well as in the garage, out in the yard and any other place we found ourselves alone - including parking lots, elevators, public restrooms, airplanes . . .

That wonderful uncontested happiness continued until about five years ago. Until the day I came home from work early and found him going at it hot and heavy with our pretty young next-door neighbor. I was crushed - and even more devastated to learn he'd been bumping uglies with pretty much anyone he felt like - whenever he wanted.

My first thought was that I had to leave him, but he literally got on his knees and begged me not to. He promised on his dead mother's grave he'd leave all the young stuff alone if I'd just stay with him and pretend everything was o.k. He also promised lots and lots of expensive presents. His lawyer friends were all hung up on "propriety", and he was worried about how it would look if I left him. After all, this was a small community. He was sure his business would suffer.

So I decided to retaliate by witholding sex. I'd intended for it to last only a couple of months, but found I enjoyed the tremendous sense of power it gave me. Hank was appropriately apologetic. I bought a collection of dildoes and butt plugs and learned how to keep myself happy.

And then one day, I decided I needed to feel warm skin rubbing up against my skin again. It was then that I noticed that Hank had gotten fat and unattractive. He had that roll of "rich guy fat" around his belly so many guys his age get. I found him disgusting and repulsive - or maybe it was all the hurt feelings from before - anyway, I wanted no part of him.

What I really wanted was some hard young stuff. Young boys. Y-O-U-N-G. Just to sort of test the waters and see what kind of response I'd get, I signed up to an adult dating website. "Older woman seeking younger men". I posted my photo and profile and mentioned I was only interested in boys under the age of twenty-five. I asked for photos. I wasn't expecting much, so I was surprised when I recieved several replies - almost all of them from hotties. They were all gorgeous young things - and they all wanted me ! I was in heaven - at first, anyway.

But what I didn't realize was how many of these beautiful young men were merely wanting to sleep with their mothers. I soon learned how to separate these confused young souls from the sweet boys I wanted because I had absolutely no interest in them. They really creeped me out.

Fortunately, there were loads of other young hunks who were just itching to get at me. Angelic young boys with innocent smiles. Arrogant, cocky little bastards with sexy smirks smeared across their faces. They all wanted to have sex with me; how hot was that ? ! ?

I'd felt myself getting wet between the legs as I sat in my hotel room and looked at their photographs and read the e-mails detailing the nasty things they wanted to do to my body. So I snuck my fingers inside the elastic of my panties. I spread my shaved and smooth pussy lips wide apart. I finger-fucked myself and played with my fat, swollen clit until I made myself cum.

Then I'd gotten in touch with the boys I couldn't wait to get my hands on. It wasn't long before I was busy every night I was away for business, which was usually three or four nights a week these days (lucky for me). I was the regional HR manager for a large auto parts chain, which kept me regularly criss-crossing the Midwest.

I'd always enjoyed the travelling, but now I was really loving it. I mean, why would I want to be hanging around at home being bored and doing nothing with fat, limp old Hank when I could be having all the crazy, feel-good, uncomplicated sex I could possibly handle with the most gorgeous boys imaginable ? Feeling their hard young bodies against my own sent shivers down my spine.

My visit last month to Louisville had netted a real surprise. In his picture,

Jeremy had looked ordinary but interesting (beautiful eyes, nice hair, good cheekbones; thousand-watt smile), but he was a real stunner in person. We met at a fish restaurant down by the river at the end of the afternoon. We had some supper and a few beers. I liked his confident, easy-going attitude - he was laid-back, but definitely in charge. He also had an extremely tanned, well-muscled body. He said he studied economics during the school year, but took the summers off to be a lifeguard at one of the local country clubs. He said he'd been propositioned by some of the women there, but had been put off by their superior"rich bitch" attitudes. He told me his experiences with sex and girls his own age had always proved a little less than satisfactory - that of course, he'd been able to cum but something about it had always left him wanting more. He confessed that he'd always been fascinated by older women and wondered what it'd be like to fuck someone more worldly and sophisticated than the silly little girls who always offered themselves to him. He said when he saw my photograph, he knew it was time to stop wondering and do something about it.

So there we were . . . just sitting there on his couch, listening to music and drinking beer and smoking weed - something I'd not done in more than twenty years. Jeremy seemed suddenly shy and asked if I'd please do a strip-tease for him. I don't look bad for a woman my age; I eat well (usually, anyway) and try to hit a gym at least four times a week, so I was glad to oblige. Let's get the party rollin' ! As I stepped out of my skirt, I felt myself getting wet. I noticed Jeremy's penis was getting stiff. When I took my bra off, I twirled it around over my head several times before pitching it in his direction. Then I squeezed my nipples and made them hard, and cupped my right breast. I brought it to my mouth and licked my nipple a few times before blowing on it slightly, then sucking it into my mouth and flicking it lightly with my tongue. I was getting wetter and wetter. Jeremy's johnson was getting harder and harder. I was loving this.

I danced slowly and seductively over to the couch and leaned down and pulled his t-shirt over his head. I licked at his left nipple and nipped the end of it several times with my teeth. I unzipped his jeans and pulled his dick out. Then I stood up and shook my tits in his face. He sat upright and grabbed my ass and pulled my crotch into his face and started licking my pussy through my thin panties. I moaned and spread my legs.

He pulled my panties down and spread my thighs apart. He licked tentatively at my throbbing clit, then slid his tongue into my dripping cunt and started fucking me with his tongue. He was rolling my nipples between his fingers. I threw back my head and let wave after wave of pleasure wash over me as he licked and sucked on my fat little clitty.

My pussy was still gushing and pulsating as he laid me down on the couch and fell on top of me, shoving his hard cock into me and fucking me like a madman. He threw my legs over his shoulders and kept plowing into me, his breathing getting louder and faster. I had another massive orgasm as I felt his spit-covered finger push itself into my tight asshole at the same time rivers of his hot thick cum flooded my cunt.

Our happy, sweaty bodies had wrapped themselves around each other as we slept long and deep. When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I felt was his warm, wet mouth on my hard nipple and his finger stroking my clit and working itself in and out of my eager pussy. I kissed the top of his head and began to work my way downwards, licking the length of his body then finally taking his fat, hard cock into my mouth and sucking it while I fingered myself. Then Jeremy flipped me over on my belly and pulled my nice round asscheeks apart. I felt his tongue dance around my asshole a few times, then his hard cock positioned itself up against my asshole and pushed itself inside. He pumped in and out a few times as he worked my hard clit furiously and came almost immediately. He finished me off with his tongue, then we showered and said our good-byes. We promised to keep in touch - and I'm sure we will. Jeremy is something I definitely want to do again. He's already on my calendar.

And then there was that cute boy-child from Indianapolis . . . wow - what a treat Clayton had been ! He was absolutely amazing. Just the thought of him was making my cunt hot and wet and my nipples hard. We'd had ourselves a marathon - he'd literally lasted hours. The sheets had been soaked when we were through. That had been a real shocker because he definitely didn't look like the type. He looked lazy. He was soft and pale and dreamy - but quite possibly the best lover I'd ever had.

The young ones were usually fast and furious; blowing their hot wads in a quick explosion of moans and frantic spasms. But Clayton was different - very different. He'd been so slow and deliberate and sensuous . . . His hands were so soft that every time he touched me it felt like velvet rubbing up against my skin. And he whispered love poems in my ear as he lightly stroked my nipples and licked my back and my neck. The pleasure was so quietly intense, I thought I was going to go out of my mind.

He licked up and down my body slowly, with varying amounts of pressure, using only the very tip of his tongue. He pulled my soft nipples into his mouth and sucked and licked the tips of them and made them hard. He breathed his hot breath in my navel. His teeth teased my flesh, biting sometimes hard and sometimes only lots of quick little nibbles. He literally made me crazy with desire. Every inch of me wanted to feel him. We'd stayed awake and gone at each other all night long. I'd spent the rest of my nights in Indy with him. Clayton was also on my calendar for a repeat visit. I was going to be in Indianapolis next week.  I couldn't wait !

But for now, I'd better get showered and changed and across town for that meeting. Then I'd be off to meet Logan for a little fun.

My life was good - very, very good . . .

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