My hands extended above me, my legs open with his weight ontop of me, his large belly pressing into my smaller one, I push off the head board as he thrusts into me, trying to meet his thrusts, as he grunts and groans over me.
It's was three a.m, I'd just gotten done partying with my friends, my boyfriend passed out drunk in my room upstairs, my parents out of town, and my neighbor Randall, 58 years old, with two daughters my age, and a son about the same age, was fucking me in the guestroom downstairs.
He was already sweating, grunting as if he would cum any second. His mouth coming to my bare chest, kissing my breasts and sucking one of my nipples to his mouth with a growl.
"Randy" I moan. He growls deeper, loving when I call him that instead of Randall.
"fuck me" I whine.
I'd been screwing around with older men since I was young, too young. I don't know what it is about them. I had a boyfriend my own age, and always had. But I was desperate for older men. Randall and I had been sneaking around for over a year now, even though he wasn't the only older man I was giving myself to. He was the one I was giving it to the most.
A father of three and a husband, and that only made it hotter for me. I liked knowing that he wanted me bad enough to risk his family. That being inside me was more important to him than the consequences if anyone were to ever find out.
Randall ticked all of the boxes. Old. Married. Pervert.
"Yes Randy" I moan as he grunts, cumming inside of me, his eyes shutting tight as he lets out a groan and heaves his hips forward once more into me, knocking more cum into me.
He takes a large breath and moves off of me and I onto his back, collapsing to the bed as I moan, unsatisfied.
"Mmmm, god Lexi, that was so good sweetheart" he says panting.
I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling and agree, even though he lasted all over of four minutes this time.
"Mhm" I say and then feel him turn.
"Sorry, it didnt last long...you're just too good" he says, his big meaty hand rubbing over my stomach and then up over my breasts. He cup's my small b sized tit in his hand before rubbing it over to the other.
"It's been awhile...I couldnt hold back." he says, excusing himself for his poor performance.
"You're just so tight doll" he says, plucking my nipple.
I whimper slightly as his hand leaves my body and he sits up, grabbing his pants and pulling them on.
"Don't go home yet" I say and reach my hand out to him, rubbing his back and sitting up.
"I cant stay Lexi, she could wake up" he says referring to his wife.
"So what?" I say with a huff as I push up, kneeling behind him and pressing my tits to his bare hairy back and wrapping my arms around him.
"I want to do it again" I moan into his ear and he chuckles.
"We haven't been together in so long" I whine and then lick up his neck to his ear.
"I miss you" I moan and bite his ear.
"I miss you too, but we have to be smart Lexi, I need to go." he says and grabs my arms pushing them back as he stands and does his pants up and looks at me as I frown.
"What can I do to make you stay? I'll do anything" I say desperately, needing and wanting to cum for him. I could only cum with old men. Boys my age didnt do it for me, they turned me off mostly.
But Randall was perfect. Gray hair and balding, with a hair chest and back, and a hard beer belly, that I loved pressing into me when he fucked me. Randall wouldn't be considered to most people a man who had aged well. But to me it was perfect. There was something about the conventionally unattractive older males, that made them that much more appealing to me. Randall was hot, incredibly hot to me.
"Please?" I give a little pout and stand when he pulls on his shirt.
"Can't Lexi" he says and then reaches up grabbing behind my head, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
"Get some sleep sweetheart." he says. "It's late"
Without another kiss, or another word, he leaves the guestroom, and I hear him walk out of the garage. I peek out the window and watch him sneak back into his own house and roll my eyes and shut the curtain.
Walking upstairs , I open the door to my bedroom where Garrett , my boyfriend lays, passed out asleep.
I sigh and walk over, I unzip his pants, and pull them down as he mumbles in his sleep. When I've got him naked, my hungry mouth, wraps around his limp cock, and I work him slowly. Hoping to arouse him and he stirs slightly , drunkenly mumbling. After a few minutes, I reach up and slip my hands under his shirt and drag my nails viciously down his abs.
HE stirs awake.
"What? What the- " he looks around as my mouth bobs up and down. He looks down and groans.
"Lex" he grumbles and his head falls back to the pillow.
"get hard for me Garrett" I moan.
"Lexi" he grumbles, and I can feel him slightly grow in my mouth.
"Cmon baby, watch me suck your cock for you" I moan and his head lolls, unable to lift it, but his cock continues to grow and I moan.
"That's it baby" I moan, when he's hard enough and I slide up and straddle him, reaching down.
"Lex- don't" he groans.
"Yes Garrett" I gasp as I sink down onto him.
"Oh god Garrett" I moan as I seat myself on his cock, his drunken head swaying side to side shaking it.
"Lex" he groans.
Garrett was the son of our youth group leader. A virgin. Until now. It's why I started dating him, because I wouldnt be expected to have sex with him. But right now, I was so horny, Randall had left me wanting it so bad, that I'd settled on raping the youth groups leaders son.
I'd already broken him by getting him drunk tonight. What was more little sin going to hurt? He might not even remember it.
I put my hands to his chest and move on his cock, riding him slowly, grinding myself, using his cock just how I want.
"Oh god, yes" I moan as I rub my clit on him, rolling my hips back and forth as I gasp.
"Oh god, yes, Randy" I moan. Catching myself, that I moaned my neighbors name instead.
Garrett slurs. "W-who?" he asks.
I ignore him as I pant, fucking him faster now, lifting up and back down, harder and harder, feeling his cock hard inside of me, and he groans.
"dont cum" I pant. "Dont fucking cum" I beg.
"LEx" he groans and his drunken hands fumble for me, his hands on my thighs, pushing, trying to push me off.
"Oh god, yessss, im fucking your cock Garrett" I moan.
"Im fucking it so good for you" I whimper.
"Mmmm, im fucking your virgin cock" I say excitedly, and grin to myself, my head going back, my mouth going wide as I gasp.
"So fucking hot Garrett" I moan.
"raping this fucking dick" I pant quietly to myself.
"rapid your fucking cock so good" I moan to myself. Getting off on how wrong it is to take advantage of him, but being so horny that I don't care.
"oh my god yessss, yessss, im gonna cum" I squeal as I feel the friction on my clit ready to make me cum.
"fuck yes! Randy!" I cry out as my orgasm comes and I gasp loudly, cursing as I cum.
"yes, yesssss" I cry and then throw myself forward, collapsing over Garrett. His hips jerking, and I know he's cumming as he groans quietly and I turn my head and kiss his face.
"that was so good baby" I moan and kiss his cheek again.
Sliding off of him and passing out beside him.
-
When I wake up in the morning Garrett is gone, and there's a note on the pillow.
"Lex, it's over. What happened last night should not have happened. I made a terrible mistake. Please forgive me." - Garret.
I roll my eyes and flick the paper away and turn over onto my side.
I didn't have time or care enough to make Garrett feel better about what happened, and even better if he blamed himself for it.
I walk naked through the house to find where I left my phone and then text Randall.
"Tonight?" I ask then flip through my other contacts. Seeing a few text messages that I totally ghosted on and didnt respond to.
"Paul..." I say as I pull from my brain, trying to remember which one he is.
"Oh yeah" I snap my fingers. "Doctor, and husband" I grin to myself. Replying back.
I strike up conversations with a few of the men in my phone, that i've either yet to fuck, or already have.
Because my appetite was at an all time high, and I needed more than just Randall to satisfy my needs.