You Made Me Cum About Ten Times - Sex Stories

You Made Me Cum About Ten Times

“My goodness, Don, I think you made me cum about ten times. How do you last so long?” I had just emptied my nuts into my 24yr old neighbor, Nancy. The girl (at 58, It’s still permissible for me to call one that age a ‘girl’) was in a serious relationship with her boyfriend, Al, but he was out of town… and she was horny. “Honey, you should have known me in my younger years. As the saying goes, “I used to do it all night… now it takes me all night to do it.” I’m not sure I’m able to do this good of a job every time, but I sure do hope this ain’t the last time. You, young lady, are good… mighty good.” ************ It all started a couple months ago, when I moved to the small mobile home next door to Nancy and Al. He saw me unloading a few furniture pieces and asked if he could help. Of course, I accepted and we knocked out the pickup load in no time. Nancy was cooking some burgers on the grill and I was invited to join them. I learned that Al worked at an independent auto parts store and Nancy trained horses. As with most girls that ride a lot, she had a plain face, wide ass, and an absolutely awesome, firm set of tits. Nearly always, she would be home two to three hours before Al. They had been together for almost two years, but had no kids. I filled them in on my hobbies… cooking and writing. It was a good evening and the next day, I smoked a delicious pork roast, smoked corn-on-the-cob, and baked a blackberry cobbler. This time, they came to my small patio for supper, “Wow, ...

... Don, this is the best corn I’ve ever tasted. What did you do special to make it so good?” I explained to her about leaving the corn inside the shuck and cooking it slowly on the upper rack of my smoker. I also told them the long, drawn out, story of my divorce. “Yeah, well, The corn is really good, Don, but I’m kinda partial to the pork,” Al spoke up, “What kind of rub do you use?” Again, I love to cook. I rarely glance at a recipe. But I tried to explain what seasonings I used. What I didn’t tell them was that I had ‘rubbed’ my cock and mixed my cum with the other spices, then smeared it all over the roast. What they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them, right? Each time I fixed a meal for my new, young neighbors I managed to serve my body fluids to them in one way or another. Yeah, I know… I’m a sicko bastard.. But a couple weeks afterwards, Al had to go out of state for a ‘car accessories’ convention. I cooked a pot of venison chili, thinned it a little with some piss, and when I saw Nancy get home, I spooned up a big bowl full and slipped on some clothes. For the record, I’m single; nobody lives with me; so I rarely wear any clothing around the house. About twenty minutes after she drove in, I left my back door and walked across our back yards. As I walked up the steps to their deck, my eyes were treated to a sight I wasn’t expecting. Just inside the glass sliding doors, lying in the evening sunlight shining through them, was Nancy… naked and masturbating. Many thoughts went ...