A better life

Up until my husband passed away. I was only with one man ever.
We had a great life together and the sex was always great.
I did about whatever he asked me to do. But, he would never ask me to do something I never wanted to do anyway.

It wasn't till after his death I would find out the difference between good and great sex.

Tyler showed me the difference. My husband's nephew.
Well, that isn't exactly true. Amanda, Tyler's wife showed me the difference. Tyler was just there.

I had always been close to Amanda. She was like the little sister I never had.

Well, one night Amanda and I got to drinking and talking.
I confessed to her I hadn't been with a man since Mark had died.

I also confessed to her how I missed getting my pussy ate.

I guess Amanda took that as an invite. Because the next thing I knew I had a leg hitched up on the porch railing and she had her head buried between my legs doing things with her tongue my husband never did.
To say the least two years with no action and I was more than willing to let her continue.
When she spun me around and pushed over the railing and buried her tongue as deep as she could in my asshole is when I lost all control.

I erupted like a volcano spraying pussy juice everywhere with a deep hard gruntle growl.

Amanda owned me after that and she knew it too.
After Amanda finished having her way with me on the back deck she led me inside.
I didn't object either. Like the needy slut I was I followed Amanda through the door.
It didn't hurt anything either she had two fingers in my pussy as she stuck her tongue down my throat.

I wanted her and I wanted her bad.

Once inside Amanda set me up on the kitchen island and went back to devouring my sloppy cunt.

Jesus, she could eat pussy, and the things she was doing with her fingers where amazing. I was in a continual orgasm.

As Ananda tongue fucked my twat she fingered my asshole using my own juices as lube.
All's I could think of is how great it felt as she sucked my clit and stretched my asshole out.
I pulled my legs up and held onto my ankles helping Amanda out as she continued her assault.

Looser and looser my asshole got and the better it felt as Amanda worked her magic.

I didn't want her to quit. I was willing to go as far as Amanda wanted to go.

I did look down at one point and she had all her hole hand stuck in my ass. The only thing I could see was her thumb and in my state of arousal, I wanted it in my asshole also.

I got my wish.

Amanda looked me in the eye as held the crotch of my knees tight as Amanda shoved her whole fist up my ass.

I lost all control.

I grunted and crowned. Blasted cunted juice and planted my feet and trusted back at Amanda's arm in lustful desire.

Holding the edge of the island. I held my legs up and cried in need for her to fist fuck my asshole.

Amanda didn't let me down. She did just that.

By the time Amanda was done with my asshole, it was a gaping black hole big enough to shove a grapefruit in.
I absolutely loved it.


That was the beginning.

Amanda spent the night with me. We fucked in all sorts of dirty nasty ways and with all sorts of things.
Whatever we could find to use as a dick. We used.

By the time the sun came up we where both so exhausted and sore all's we wanted to do was sleep.

It was later on that week when Amanda showed up with Tyler.

I guess she told him everything and come to find out. I wasn't her first woman.
I was surprised at how Tyler went along with it.
But, after he pulled out his dick I could see why.

Tyler was hung like a fucking horse.

To say I am there slut would be correct.

I do wish Tyler would let us bring in another guy.
But, Amanda has no interest in another man at all.

But, I'm not gonna complain. I'm forty-four years old and a bit chubby getting all the sex I want.

Amanda has to travel for her job about every other week.
So the weeks she's gone Tyler stays with me.
I feed him and fuck him.

I had a good life before.
But, now I have good life and great sex life.