The Unexpected Back Door Visitor!

The Unexpected Back Door Visitor!

This is a stand-alone story. (Er - ish)

NOTE - This story has elements of voyeurism, romance, mature and arguably incest but that has not affected the category as anal is the predominant.

Many thanks to FreyaGersemi for Beta Reading and sprinkling her fairy dust over it, buckets and buckets of fairy dust! But any remaining errors are my own. Read her stories here. Freya's Stories.

This is one of my One Off (1x:) Stories - well I started it as that, but there may be a related one, but will stand alone for a given value of standing alone.

This story is fiction, and you are welcome to imagine the characters as you wish but all characters are 18 years old or older and are happy with the events.

Note:- this happens in the UK and the weather is different from that in some parts of the USA. See last item in 'In case anyone wonders...' if you think anything sounds wrong to you.

Who Am I?

My name is Jeff, in my early forties with a daughter, Fiona, who is twenty-two and isn't part of this story, but my son, Ian who is nineteen is. Fiona lives near London, and visits when she can. Ian is at University, but is back for the summer. Some friends say he looks like a younger version of me. Well, Fiona looks like a younger version of her late mother, Kate, who we lost to stage four ovarian cancer nearly two years ago. How I miss her.

Surprise in My Garden Office!

I've come home early to make sense of the mysterious comings and goings of my neighbour Mandy that have been accidentally caught on my Ring doorbell.

Having checked the house, and found nothing and no one, I quietly walked down the path to my Garden Office. OK, it's now more of a summer house or gym as, when we had Covid lockdown and had to work from home, I bought one of those semi-prefabricated buildings and put it at the end of the garden. It actually replaced a wooden summerhouse that had gone to rot with a lack of maintenance. The reason for both was my wife's illness. Having just lost her, I couldn't stand being in our house all day long, so I needed the break of leaving the house and then coming home, even if it was just at the bottom of the garden. But now I actually commute to work, as being in the office suits me, as I get to see real people, not reel ones.

Anway, back to the story. As I approach my office, I can hear the noises before I get close, but there again, the door is open. I try to look in to see who is there and what they are doing, not that I can't guess the second part and have a good idea about the first.

What I can see is my son having sex, ok fucking, my next-door neighbour, Mandy, doggie style. She is gloriously naked and her tits are swaying as my son rams her from behind. Her hair is unusually in a ponytail, and her face hidden between her arms that are on the bench of the multi-gym. My cock decides that it likes what I am seeing, and I have to reach down and adjust it, and then keep it company with my hand. The view is very erotic, and I haven't done anything but give myself a hand job for about six years, recently watching porn of sorts.

Fool that I am, I move slightly to my left to get a better view of proceedings, as I was mostly seeing Ian's back, and I wanted a better view of Mandy's tits. It was then that everything went wrong. First, I saw that Ian's cock was in Mandy's ass, not pussy. Then I am startled by a bright light behind her causing me to stumble off the front edge of the office decking and land with a thump and groan on the ground. Mandy, looked back in my direction and screamed! She was wearing a 'superhero mask!' and I recognised her! Ian turned, saw me, and shouted. "What the fuck, dad? You are at work! What are you doing here!"

Good question.

What am I doing there?

What, indeed? Well, nearly two weeks ago, just after lunch, I was sat in work when my Ring doorbell app beeped. So I got the phone out of my top pocket and checked and there was nobody at the front door, odd, but these things happen, a bird, a dog, a passing van. I put the phone back in my pocket.

About an hour later, while I was in a mixed mode meeting, half of us in the conference room, half working from home, my phone vibrated so I slowly got it out and surreptitiously looked at the screen. Again nothing, except my neighbour, a nice thirty something divorcee named Mandy, walking down her drive. I pocketed my phone again.

I say nice, well apart from the face, hair and figure, she was very supportive when she heard about my wife's illness and often came over to sit with my wife and chat, particularly after Kate became housebound. She occasionally cooked a meal for the three of us as our children had left home, or in Ian's case gone to University. She was there for me at Kate's funeral, supporting me on one side and Fiona supporting me on other. I'm not sure what she does now, but she works from home and apparently it is mostly in the evenings. Some sort of telemarketing. I didn't like to pry.

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I had known, well sort of known, her husband, Gordon, who worked in the management of a local supermarket. Although he went to work wearing a suit, he didn't look smart and I'd have said he had a beer belly, but he was more beer keg shaped. I presumed he must have snacked more than worked in his office, but I was entirely wrong.

At that time, Mandy was doing receptionist work at the local leisure centre, so sometimes working in the day and sometimes in the night. If she had a day shift, she made use of the centre's facilities after work, or before for the night shift, as long as Gordon's dinner was in the oven he was apparently happy. When she had a night shift, he would head down to the local pub for a beer or two, or more. He invited me a few times, and whilst I had two pints and a packet of crisps, he must have had six pints with whisky chasers and three packets, so no need for snacks in the office to explain his waistline, or lack of one! I didn't go often as his talk was all football and the female customer's tits and asses.

Well, eventually he got caught 'in flagrante delicto' with one of the till girls at work bent over his desk, by another employee who was 'just slipping in' to tell him that he had 'got her knocked up'. He might have sorted things out, but then a boyfriend turned up, or he might have been a husband, and all hell let loose about how he was 'accepting favours' for giving more shifts.

He lost his job, his wife and his house! Good riddance. Kate and I supported her through her divorce and thankfully there were no children involved. That had all finished just before my wife's health deteriorated, leaving her housebound. Then a year later my wife died and then Covid struck!

I was worried about Mandy when the leisure centre closed due to Covid, though she had furlough pay. However, she then got this other work which must have been paying well, as she bought herself a little car and was dressing in much nicer clothes. She always had a smile and a nice word for me. I almost felt she was flirting to keep my morale up. Well, it kept something else up, but I refused to fantasise about her.

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Back to the mysterious phone alerts. As it happened for three days on the trot, always about the same time and always, nothing first time and sometimes on the second, Mandy walking down her drive about an hour later. Then it was the weekend, and the phone didn't beep at all, but on Monday it did. It took me a bit longer to get my phone out the second time, and when I did, I could see Mandy walking up her drive to her house. But she seemed to be further away. I got curious, I rewound the video to when it started recording and initially Mandy wasn't walking down her drive, she was walking down the edge of my drive, I could see the low sparse flower border behind her legs, not in front.

When my phone beeped the first time on Tuesday, I rewound the video to see Mandy walking up my drive, heading to the gate and the path at the side. So she was heading to the back door! When I compared the coming and going video, her hair was looking less groomed afterwards. Oh, and the gate should have been bolted, so someone, namely Ian, must have unbolted it. I wondered, very briefly, what Mandy and Ian might be doing for an hour or so. I decided that I needed a day off to investigate and arranged it for the following Thursday and, thankfully, Wednesday followed the same pattern.

So I was all set for Thursday. I set off for work as usual, but went to the local shopping centre to mooch around the shops for the morning, taking in a large cappuccino at Costa and then off to the large Tesco supermarket's "The Café" to get an early lunch. I then drove home but parked around the corner before disabling the doorbell in case Ian had the app on his phone.

And that's when I arrived at my Garden Office to witness Ian ass fucking Mandy!

Randy Mandy's Mistake

Ian here. I was in my dad's Garden Gym, OK he bought it as an Office after mum died, but although the desk is still there, it now houses a multi-gym and a treadmill and there is still plenty of floor space for push-ups and the like on gym mats. I was dressed in shorts and sports shoes. I was bare chested as I had taken my top off when I got too hot.

I had only just come home from University and was already missing Danielle, my friend with benefits. So, I had been working out to burn off some testosterone, but it hadn't helped, so next thing would be porn on the internet and the trusty Mrs Palm and her daughters, as Terry Pratchett put it!

As I stepped out into the garden, I thought I heard a woman moan in pleasure, so I stood still and listened. Yes, there it was again. It was from Mandy's garden. Was she being fucked by someone? Would that be worth perving on? You betcha! So, I tiptoed over to the fence, and stepping up on a large, empty, glazed ceramic planter. I carefully looked over the fence.

It was Mandy of course, but on her own. She was mostly lying on a sun lounger, but her legs were spread to either side. The sun was full on her face, with sunglasses protecting her eyes, and her red hair cascading around her shoulders, beautiful, but not the most interesting thing. The most interesting thing about her was that she was topless! Her generous breasts were on full display, except for where her left hand was working on one of her nipples. She had bikini bottoms on with her right hand stuffed deep in them. Clearly the key part of the reason for her moans.

Having watched for about ten minutes, my cock felt it was about to climb out of my shorts. She certainly had some staying power. Possibly she could use some help. Possibly I should pop around, and see? Neighbourly like. I nearly fell off the planter as I got down and headed up to the path beside the house. I unbolted the door to the drive and leapt over the low plants in the border between the driveways. I slowly walked down the side of her house and had to shield my eyes from the sun, the gardens being south facing.

I emerged into Mandy's garden, thankfully that skank ex-husband Gordon was long gone, and could see her head showing over the lounger and her left leg that now was kicking up in another orgasm. I quietly got closer until I was right alongside her, and she hadn't noticed. Blimey, she was so fucking sexy! Apart from him still missing mum, I wondered why dad hadn't hit on her. She kept giving him the eye and saying all of the right things.

I headed south to get a better view and could see the crotch of her bikini bottoms was dark. She must have squirted to make them that dark. The air was rich with a sexually aroused woman's scent. I kept moving down to get a closer view of this luscious woman, as fine a sexy specimen of a woman in her late thirties, as real a MILF, that you could want. Ok, she hadn't been a mother, so possibly she is a Cougar. Anyway, I was so intent on watching her pleasure herself, my view now nearly full-length along her body, that I became distracted, what with my hand caressing my hard-on through my shorts and thinking about heading to my room to wank off, that I made a grievous error.

One more step and my shadow fell across her body, or more particularly her face. She must have had her eyes closed, and who can blame her, but she suddenly looked up in shock, both hands freezing in place. Then Mandy's shock turned to a smile. "Oh! I didn't imagine you would be home. I was thinking of you."

My cock twitched and I replied, "Thinking of me?"

"How long have you been back?"

I moved to get closer, removing the shadow from her face. "I've been back since the weekend."

Mandy had raised her left hand to shield her face from the sun and now that the sun wasn't behind me, she screamed. She yanked her hand out of her bikini bottoms and tried to hide her breasts with it. "Ian! What the Fuck! I thought it was your dad! Oh! What must you think of me! Please don't tell him!"

"Mandy, I won't tell him!" I reassured her. "I think you are very sexy! My dad? I always thought you had a thing for him. Pity he doesn't realise it."

She must have had a good look at me. "Move your hand." I used my left hand to shield her face. "Thanks, but not that one, what are you hiding in your shorts?"

I moved my hand, exposing the bulge and, when I glanced down, a dark spot of pre-cum had left a dark spot on the front of my shorts. Mandy swung her right leg over the lounger and shifted to sitting facing me, then reached out and yanked my shorts down. I didn't move. Never stop a woman who wants to see your cock is my motto. And besides, I also got to see her tits from a nice new angle - yum!

Mandy wrapped her right hand around my cock and pulled me closer. "Ian, tell me honestly. Do you have a girlfriend you would be cheating on?" Her left hand reached up and held my balls. It was great, but it made me feel a little vulnerable.

With her breath on the tip of my cock, and with what I could imagine was about to happen, I might have lied if I had a girlfriend, but there again, with her stranglehold on my future sex life, I thought honesty was the only sensible policy. "No. There is a girl, Danielle. But she's just my friend with benefits."

"How much of a friend?" She gave me a warning squeeze.

"We were on the same course last year, and joked a lot, but she is into Taylor Swift and the like, and I only listen to classical. And we just don't have any romantic connection. But we are good in the sack together. Why?"

"I didn't ask you about your sex life, but interesting. So you know your way around a woman's body?"

"Well, I try my best."

"Hmmm," she mused. Mandy was gently stroking my shaft and there was a big drop of pre-cum at the tip. She reached out with her tongue and licked it off and I shivered. "Very tasty. What do you think of OnlyFans?"

"Never been on it, but if I had the cash, I would probably spend some there. Why?"

"Would it shock you to know that I have over seven hundred followers?"

"Oh, it would," I answered as her face fell. "It should be over seven thousand, particularly if you let them see you like you were before I disturbed you."

Her smile returned. "Well, I'm sure Danielle and you could hit those numbers. But I get by. Especially with a nice dildo or two. Now let me taste this dick of yours properly." With that, she got up and said, "Ian, lie on the lounger." So I did with a leg on each side of it. I sat near the top end and pulled up the top section about halfway up as a backrest.

Mandy knelt on the bottom end and with her hands on my cock and balls, she lowered her head to bring her mouth close to the tip of my cock. She looked up at me and smiled and I grinned back. She extended her tongue and licked off the new bead of pre-cum that was there. It was so thrilling that I nearly wanted to cum straight away. OK, Danielle gives me blowjobs, but somehow being outdoors with our mature MILF neighbour with her big tits was a little bit extra naughty and sexy.

Mandy gave me a look and huskily said. "Oh, that tastes so good compared to what I've been used to." She didn't have to say who, that fat bastard.

She licked her lips, drooled onto my shaft and used her hand to spread it all the way down. Then, with one expert move, she took my cock right to the back of her mouth. She looked at me, winked, and then drove her head further until her nose hit my pubes! The feeling at the top of my cock was incredible and how I didn't immediately blow I don't understand. She waggled her tongue on the underside of my cock, stuck it out to touch my ball sack, and then pulled back with a sucking action. She took a deep breath and then repeated it, once, twice and three times.

I reached forward and tapped her on her shoulder. She lifted off. "You liked that?"

"Liked that? It was mind blowing. I wouldn't have guessed you did that."

"Oh, it took a lot of practice with my dildo's but your real cock tastes and feels so much better."

Ah, I realised she wasn't comparing me to Gordon and that she probably deepthroated dildos on her OnlyFans. I stroked her hair. "Well, it felt so good I nearly came, three times." I decided to push my luck. "What's next?"

"Just how naughty are you?" She gave my cock a squeeze.

"Oh, I think you could get me to be very naughty," I said. After all, fucking your MILF neighbour has to be near the top of the naughty stakes, but even eating her out or fucking her tits would be up there.

"Oh, really? Well, in that case can you fuck my arse?"

I was gobsmacked. I'd never done anal sex. But had she? Why not? But why? "Er, I've not done it before. Have you? Doesn't it take preparation?"

Mandy gave my cock a long lick. "Oh, it will be fun having your first time. I've had a cock up my ass and I am fully prepared so I only need to wrap you and we can have fun. OK?"

I was flabbergasted! My flabber had never been so gasted I just nodded and Mandy reached for her handbag that I hadn't noticed on the ground beside the lounger and brought out a strip of condoms. I just lay there, semi-reclined, as she tore open a packet and rolled one onto my cock. She then stood and dropped her bikini bottom, turned and bent forward showing me her arse, and there in it was a glittering red jewel. Her right hand reached round and with a rocking motion, pulled out a large silver butt plug, leaving her arse gaping and glistening with lube.

She then lowered herself, whilst reaching between her legs to hold my cock, so as to aim it at her gape. She certainly knew what she was doing as the tip of my manhood homed in on her open back door and entered it before I had really got my thoughts in order. It felt different from penetrating a pussy, but equally mind blowing!

Mandy then lowered herself slowly, and as my cock filled her arse her tightness blew my mind right out of my skull. She settled herself on my lap and rocked around. How I didn't come I don't know. Then Mandy started to rise and fall slowly and I could see my cock sliding in and out of her. We were both sighing on each up and down stroke. Then she stopped!

She looked over her shoulder at me. "Ian, would you like to be ridden bareback?"

OK. That would be more erotic than with a condom. "Yeah, that would be incredible!"

Mandy rocked her arse on me. "Will you film it?"

That surprised me. "Er, film? Er, who for?"

"For me." She rocked her hips again. "Well, for my fans. They will like that more than when I ride my stick-down dildo. It'll be a special premium video, and I'll share the money with you."

I think I realised 'bareback' was dependant on 'filming'. "Ok. But can I have a copy?"

"Oooh, you naughty boy. You want to see if Danielle will let you have her ass! Admit it!"

Busted. "Well, that as well. But it will also help me remember."

Then Mandy did what I wasn't expecting, though I should have done. She lifted herself right up and off my cock, reached over, grabbed the butt plug, rocked it around in her rosebud and with a moan shoved it back in. "Stay there big boy, I'll be right back!" And with that, she headed into her house. I heard the back door, how appropriate, opening then closing. I leant around the back of the sun lounger to look, hoping to get a view of her pussy as she came out, and when the door opened again, I did. But I got distracted by the sight of her eye mask, red and glittery like a pair of wings, with her eyes shining behind it. Oh, and her pussy lips were winking at me as she walked closer.

She had a video camera in one hand and a bag in the other and she laughed as she passed me. "Naughty boy. Don't get any ideas. That is reserved for someone special. Now get your coat off and I'll revive your little, sorry, big man."

I whipped the condom off and dropped it on the grass. Mandy straddled the lounger in a way that resulted in her pussy opening up like a flower. So much for hiding it from me. She applied lube to her left hand and coated my cock, also bringing it back to full hardness. She then turned and bent over, pulled the butt plug out, squirted more lube in her gape and then pushed the plug back in again.

"Ok, Ian, lie flat. You can adjust the fold out screen to see. Film from when I say go and don't speak, just groan if you need to and make it loud when you are about to come. Once I turn round, keep the camera on my ass. Your cock is the supporting act and not what the fans will be paying for."

She passed me the camera which had a screen folded out and a sort of handle attached poking out under it. As I turned the camera to face Mandy and adjusted the screen, I saw that it was already running, so I lifted it up to get Mandy in the frame. As she was facing me I got the shot to show her face, she had a mask on after all, down to her knees. Nothing of me was showing at the moment.

In a sexy voice she said, "Today, fans, I found something really nice in my garden. Imagine that you were in my garden. Oh, it is you, you lucky man." She walked closer so I kept the frame on her face and tits as she was holding them in her hands and tweaking the nipples, but then she released them and moved her hands down, so I lowered it to frame her hips and pussy. She used her fingers to open herself up! What a view! Had she changed her mind and was going to put my cock in her pussy! Yum! "I can see you like the view, but that's not for you." Drat! Of course I realised she was speaking to her fans, but also to me.

She turned to face away from me with her legs on either side of the lounger, and leant forward to give a magnificent view of her arse with the big, red jewelled butt plug. "Oh, you like the look of my ass? What's that? You want me to take it out? Oh, that might take a while." With that she started to work on removing the plug with one hand and used the other to spread herself more. It took her longer to remove the plug and she made more moaning sounds than earlier. But this was her putting on a show.

With a slurp, the plug came out. "Oh, I was enjoying that so much! I need something to fill my greedy asshole. Well, looky here, just the thing. All hard and lubed and naked and ready to fill a naughty woman's gaping back door." With that, she lowered her hips and I followed them down. I felt her fingers on my cock and as it came into view she directed the tip straight into the mouth of her gape. As it started to disappear, she stopped. "You like that? You naughty man! What? You want more? Are you ready?"

I nodded and accidentally introduced an up down movement, just like the viewer was nodding. I got the camera steady just in time for Mandy to slowly penetrate herself on me, much slower than earlier, and it looked so good. I panned the camera down so that only slowly did a sliver of my groin come into view. "Ohhh! That's so good! You have filled my ass so full! I'll just have to play with my clit for a bit."

Mandy kept still for a few seconds, then looked over her shoulder and spoke quite differently. "Ian. Pass me the camera." So I extended my arm and she took it off me and fiddled with it. She must have been holding it in front of her with her left hand as that arm seemed to be extended. Presumably, her right hand was on her pussy as I could see it moving at the elbow. In her sexy voice, she continued. "Oh, yes! You fill me up so good." Mandy rocked her hips. "Ahhh! Fuck!" And I felt her body shudder and her arse tightened on my cock. I couldn't help it so I rocked my hips. "Yes, yes, YES! Just like that!"

So I did! Then Mandy brought her right arm behind her and she leant back, which gave me more room to thrust. I raised my hands to support her back and give me more leverage, enabling me to thrust longer and harder. Mandy moaned. "Oh, fuck so good, see my pussy gape as you do that to me!" Clearly I couldn't so it must be what she was filming and because of my support she had her right hand back doing something.

Then Mandy gave a massive scream, and her body shook. "Fuck, yeah! See me cum!" I slowed down, partly to give her time to recover and partly as her spasms were nearly crushing my cock. Then Mandy spoke, albeit breathlessly, in her plain voice, "Well, Ian, that was epic. I nearly soaked the camera. Never squirted like that on film before. Now help me up." I pushed on her shoulders, and she ended up sat hard on my hips, with my cock deep in her ass. She leant to the side and fished some tissues out of the bag and I presume wiped the camera, which she then passed back to me.

I had to turn the screen to face backwards, and it still had splashes on it. Mandy seemed a bit impatient. "You ready?"

I realised I could speak. "Er, yes. What do you want me to do?"

"When I say go, I'll rise up and I want you to ass fuck me as hard and fast as you can. Make some noise when you cum and I will lift off and hopefully get some jizz coming out of you and me." Mandy rocked herself on my cock, I think to check I was still hard. She leant forward. "Go."

I pointed the camera so it showed her beautiful arse where it was sat on me. Mandy rose up about half my length and I started to thrust my hips as hard and fast as I could. It created a lovely slapping sound and ripples in her bottom. It was a race between the endurance of my muscles vs my orgasm. I was in danger of losing to muscle failure when Mandy managed to clench her buttocks and arse which threw me over the top! I let out a mighty groan with my first shot and Mandy screamed!

She lifted up further and her hand reached back to grab my shaft, causing me to shoot again. Higher still and I popped out of her gaping arse, just as another shot hit her buttocks. Some cum was starting to dribble out of her pulsing gape, but my next shot fired straight into it! The next shot didn't go far, mostly falling back on her hand and then it was a dribble. But by then, Mandy had let my shaft go and the camera was framed on her gape, with dribbling cum and just a hint of her pussy lips.

She stood up, closing the view down and turned, so I raised the camera to get her face in the frame. Mandy cupped her breasts and spoke in her sexy voice. "Thank you for that." She blew a kiss at the camera. "If you liked that, I'll be back for more." Then she smiled, waved bye-bye, turned and walked off. In her normal voice. "Thanks, Ian. Stop recording and I'll see you once I have cleaned up." With that, she disappeared into her house.

I did the best with the tissues and some baby wipes I found in the bag, then pulled on my shorts. Mandy didn't take long to return, but sadly now wrapped in a bathrobe. Apart from that, the best indication of what had happened was her hair was in a bit of a mess. I wasn't sure what to say, so was glad when Mandy spoke first. "Thanks, Ian. I'll edit that up and get it available tonight. Hopefully your camera work will be better than mine, but I'll see later. Can I get you a drink?" I said yes and Mandy disappeared again, this time taking the camera and bag, but returned quickly.

Over drinks, a thoughtful beer for me and something long and fizzy for her, she explained that she got income from OnlyFans. What we had done should bring in a nice bonus, that she would share with me, but I said she could keep it all, to which she said, "We'll see." I gave her my mobile phone number, "Should she need other help." And I got the same. "We'll see."

Wank-tastic Video - Rain Forecast

Later that day, my phone when ping and it was a message from Mandy with a link and guest account for her OnlyFans page - Randy MILFY Anal Queen - but mostly it was so I could see the premium video we had made. "The Scarlet Harlot. Real cock riding." OK, Mandy had made it with me as a prop. I had to take a break during watching to enable me to wank off without making a mess. I had a quick look at her other videos, both normal and premium, and they all involved anal play with butt plugs and a good view of her gaping pussy, but she never put anything in it.

I think a lot of her fans probably fantasised that they were going to be putting their cock in her pussy. I know I did! I wondered why she didn't even put her fingers in herself, but the only clue was that she said it was reserved for someone special. Who? I could only think of one candidate, and he was being particularly thick on getting the message. But that wasn't my problem.

My phone pinged again.

I texted back

The next message was not so upbeat as Mandy had checked the weather and it was going to be overcast with a risk of drizzle, so no filming in the garden. I asked about coming to her house, but she had a rule of no men in there. Odd, but I suppose she had her reasons. We discussed the problem, then I came up with the idea of using the garden office as a studio as dad never went in there if he could help it. I had a tripod, so we could put the camera on that and use the multi-gym bench and other things for support. Mandy said she would also bring a couple of lights on mini tripods and a ring light for the camera. We agreed to that, so I unbolted the garden gate so she could call around the back door, that made us laugh, and then we could go and make films.

We had made nearly a dozen films, if that isn't a too grand a name for a five-minute video. I can last longer than that, but Mandy said that most fans would have got hot from the longer chats she does before they go for a premium video to finish themselves off.

Going All So Right It's Wrong

So there am I arse fucking "Super Slut" doggie style with a camera on a tripod getting the side view and a phone on the floor recording the view from below of her pussy, my shaft and my balls as I ream her arse. She says her fans like to see her pussy as it gapes in response to the shafting plus seeing it when she plays with her clit or spreads herself wide.

Super Slut had already had one orgasm and was well on the way for another when I hear a sound outside. Mandy turns her head and screams and that tips me over the edge and I drive deep and come in her arse. But I have also caught the movement out of the corner of my eye and look to see my dad lying on the ground with a total look of shock and I scream at him, "What the fuck, dad! You are at work! What are you doing here?"

With that, dad gets to his feet and heads back to the house. Mandy pulls herself off my cock, rips off the mask, shouts at me. "Stay there - clean up!" And rushes after my dad who is struggling to get his keys in the back door, though it's unlocked! That mistake of his meant that Mandy, totally naked, managed to catch up with him.

FrequentFlyer1984 and Randy MILFY Meet

"Shit! I just barged in on my son fucking our next-door neighbour" I'm in a panic and struggling to get my key in the lock when Mandy catches up with me and just opens the door and we tumble in. I try to pull away, so shocked at my behaviour, but Mandy wraps her naked body around me and forces her lips to mine, and we kiss. I'm waving my arms around, not sure where I can touch her body, but then she breaks the kiss and says. "Jeff, please touch me."

So I bring my arms in to feel her back and her butt; she feels so good. I stroke and squeeze as we kiss again. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to get between you and Ian, but I've been a fan for years. I didn't know it was you."

Mandy laughed. "How could you not guess? But if you are a fan, who are you?"

I felt embarrassed, thinking of all the money I had willingly lavished on her, especially in the last two weeks. "Er, FrequentFlyer1984."

Mandy gave my body a tighter hug. "Oh, you are one of my favourites. Always flirting but never sending me dick pics. Actually, you are my favourite. But in real life, I have been saving myself for you."

That had me puzzled. "But you are with Ian? I just saw you and your premium video; that was with him." I didn't know she had done more to be released later.

"Jeff, Ian is just a living prop, and he knows it. I know he would love to get his cock in my pussy, but I have been saving that for you."

"Saving your pussy for me? But you show it to all your fans."

She giggled and shook her head and for the first time since I fell over, my cock decided to make its presence known. "Jeff, I am saving it for you to put your," And here she reached down and grabbed my crotch where I was rapidly hardening, "cock in. Only the second one in my life."

I shook my head, but without a smile and moved my hands off her. "Mandy, this is too much to take in all at once. Tempted as I am to take you to my bed, we need to talk, including Ian, so that it doesn't fall off the rails and we end up in a big mess. Sit and I'll get you something to wear." With that Mandy released me and I slowly made my way into the house, up the stairs, to our, er my, wardrobe and got out one of Kate's old fleece dressing gowns. I shed a tear and put it back. I went to the ensuite bathroom and picked up my bathrobe and headed downstairs.

I was about to enter the kitchen and there was Mandy, naked, standing at the sink washing some cups. There were already three cups of tea on the table. Her body looked so sexy. Lovely back. Tight waist. Generous bottom. And I could see her breasts faintly reflected in the window, swaying as she worked. Oh, I had seen them often on her account, the only one I kept coming back to night after night, but now it was different. Visually, I knew her naked body in very intimate detail and how I didn't know it was Mandy I didn't know. Actually, I think I did know it was her, but wanted to deny it, so that I could legitimately come to her image whilst not having improper thoughts about my neighbour who had helped me and Kate so much and so selflessly.

Mandy turned with a massive smile. "Enjoying the view?"

I don't know if she had seen my reflection in the window, or heard me approach. "Er, yes, but here." I offered the bathrobe. "Put this on and I'll get Ian to join us."

Mandy came over, took the bathrobe and gave me a small kiss. "Thanks. You do that. He is dressed and looking very worried."

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We sat at the table in the kitchen and Ian explained how he had found Mandy in her garden and that she had mistaken him for me, which I found oddly flattering. Then she explained how she decided to seduce Ian to help with her films after she had found out about Danielle. That took some explanation in its own right. I thought I had brought him up to respect women more than that, but he said he did, and the respect he had for Danielle and Mandy were mutually beneficial ones.

I confessed to Ian that I used OnlyFans and instead of criticising me, he praised me for doing something positive for my sex life! Mandy didn't help, or rather did, by saying how nice a fan I was, compared to most of the other ones she had. I also explained about the doorbell and deciding to investigate, admitting I was a bit jealous of the idea of her being with Ian and then having my mind blown when I recognised Mandy in her OnlyFans, Super Slut, persona.

Rather than shutting me down, Mandy surprised me. "Jeff, I want to make a go of us being a couple in real life." I smiled at the idea. "But I don't want to give up OnlyFans. It makes me feel important and real. Would you allow that?" I felt my eyes go wide and I was about to object when I realised the hypocrisy of that, having been one of her fans. Also, who am I to try to control a woman that I admired for her independent attitude once she knew the truth about her husband, and for her caring attitude towards my beloved late wife.

I took a deep breath. "I nearly said something crass and stupid. Yes. You can continue to do that, but I must admit it would seem strange to involve Ian."

Mandy put a hand on mine and one on Ian's. "Jeff, my pussy will be for you and just you. Ian will have to share my ass with my dildos and butt plugs." I must have had a doubting look on my face, but really I had an image of Ian in her ass and me in her pussy. "Jeff, if you are worried, how about you being there when we film, or better still, do the filming. That way you will know exactly what is going on."

Now my mind was doing cartwheels. Me? Straight-laced me...? OK porn watching and OnlyFans subscriber me... filming my, no idea what Mandy was or would be, being ass fucked by my son? Then I realised that would be preferable to not being Mandy's anything, or being with her but worrying about her and Ian. I smiled. "Yes. Yes, that sounds like a sensible idea, a good idea."

Then Mandy dropped a curveball on me, and Ian, who still hadn't had a say on me filming him having anal sex with Mandy. "Right. Let's finish the scene that was interrupted so that we didn't waste Super Slut's time." With that, Mandy got up, dropped the bathrobe off her shoulders, and was quickly heading down the garden swinging her hips.

Ian and I looked at each other and I said, "Right, never keep a lady waiting." And stood to follow her.

Ian hesitated. "OK. This will feel weird but keep your clothes on. It will be bad enough being naked with you there." Then he followed.

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We finished filming the scene and although Ian had stopped the camera recording so it was good to go, the phone on the floor had a flat battery. That didn't worry Mandy as she could use what they had already got recorded on phone once she recharged it.

It was murder filming Ian fucking Mandy's ass because my cock was achingly hard the whole time, especially as she kept up a torrent of sexy narrative, which I think was aimed at me as I saw her look at my groin from time to time.

We finished filming, then Mandy got dressed and said, if I would like, that she would cook a celebratory meal for us, which I gladly accepted. Then she asked if we could eat it in my house. I thought that was odd, but agreed. Immediately Ian said he was going down the pub for his evening meal and would be back late. I appreciated him leaving the coast clear for whatever was going to happen with me and Mandy, or possibly he didn't want to be around if things happened.

Just before eight, Mandy rang and asked me to come to hers to help bring the food over. She met me at the door and passed dishes out to me and then followed with the rest. I had set the table and got out plates, bowls and glasses, plus I opened a bottle of white wine that had been sitting in the fridge for a couple of years.

Mandy served up the meal and it was delightful. The best I had eaten since, well since she did something similar for Kate and I a long time ago, but stiff upper lip and all that. The pudding was a delight as well. After I had put everything in the dishwasher, we sat on the sofa and chatted. And then we cuddled and kissed. And then started to loosen clothing and got better acquainted with each other's bodies and what bits were most sensitive to the touch.

I led Mandy up the stairs, but had to take a moment before I opened our, my, bedroom door and we went in. I had tidied up and aired the room, but regretted not having new bedding and painting the walls, and then I spotted the photo on the windowsill.

I went to move it but Mandy grabbed my hand. "Ian, it's all right. Kate said that I should keep an eye on you and possibly get to know you better, with one of her sexy winks. I have worried about failing her, so let her watch while you kiss me, you silly man."

I trusted that Mandy wasn't making that up and it did sound just like Kate, loving me beyond the reach of events. I glanced at the photo and Kate was smiling and it felt like she was happy. So, I kissed Mandy and it wasn't long before loose clothing was lost clothing, then that was joined by the rest of our clothes. Mandy had her hand on my cock, slowly working it back and forth, before she knelt down and licked the end where I had a bead of pre-cum. "Like father, like son. But I prefer the original."

With that, she engulfed my cock until it hit the back of her mouth, before pulling back and off. She looked up at me and fluttered her eyelids. I thought of the times she had done something similar as another one of her OnlyFans alter-egos, The Green Whorenet, deep throating a dildo. I gently ran my fingers in her hair. She moved one hand to my butt and then my cock was in her mouth again but when it hit the back of her mouth, she kept going and I felt myself slide into her throat! She held me there for a moment, with her free hand now holding my balls, before pulling most of the way back, with her tongue playing on the underside of my cock, especially just under the tip.

I sighed and she pulled me all the way in again, then out, and in, and out! Over and over. Sadly, it didn't take long before I had to say in a strained voice, "I'm going to come if you don't stop."

Mandy broke off. "Then come. I want to taste your cum." She then took me back into her mouth, bobbing up and down. She moved the hand that had been on my hip to hold my shaft and started pumping and squeezing as her other hand massaged my balls. It was too much, and I groaned as I shot my spunk into her greedy mouth. Mandy hummed in response, and I could feel it as she swallowed each and every shot until I was drained and I slumped to the carpet, probably more dramatically than really justified, a very happy man.

Mandy giggled, but jumped up and then bounced onto the bed and then backwards. I sat up to watch her go, her lovely tits bouncing as she did so. Then she spread her legs wide and I was up and crawling towards that nirvana that I had avidly lusted over for so many nights in the last few years. Mandy had her hands framing her mons and so it was clear she didn't, tonight, want me to waste time, so I didn't.

I love the taste of a woman, but my precise memory has faded so I won't be faced with making a comparison. All I can say is that the scent of Mandy's aroused sex and then its taste was mind blowing and caused my cock to stir again.

I did my best to lavish attention to that open flower of delight, licking from bottom to top, teasing her clit, playing with her petals and doing all the things I knew how. And I was rewarded by Mandy's moans and gasps as her fingers ran through my hair, urging me on. It was time to step up my game and I slowly worked two fingers into her dripping sheath, which twitched in anticipation of what was to come. Slowly thrusting, and rocking, and curling the tips upwards; I found the magic spot and it didn't take long for Mandy to come with a loud cry.

What I hadn't expected to happen, but possibly should have from that epic moment from her new premium video, she squirted as she came. Not the silly fountains you see in porn, but a definite squirt that left me surprised and delighted as I tried to lap up what had collected in my palm.

I eased my fingers out and slowly worked my way up her body, kissing it as I went and leaving a damp trail of her pussy fluids from my face. I got to her breasts and realised I had foolishly failed to give them any attention. So as she lay there in a post-orgasm glow, I massaged them with my hands and used my mouth to suck and lick her nipples to their full glory, causing more sighs and tremors. Again, her hands were giving me the feedback I needed to know I was doing what Mandy wanted.

She pulled me up so that we could kiss, and she rolled me onto my back and set about kissing me with a passion as her left hand stroked my chest. Then she slid it down until she found my cock that was already showing a healthy interest in the proceedings.

Mandy curled herself around and took the top of my cock back in her mouth whilst her hand played with my shaft and balls and in short-order my cock's interest became a demand for attention. She giggled. "Oh, I'm pleased that you are not a once a night man. I think I have somewhere that you diligently prepared for it to go!" With that, she moved so that she could straddle my hips with my erect cock tight against her mons.

Mandy rocked forward and deftly positioned my manhood at the entrance to her sex and then slid herself down, impaling my full length in her receptive body. I had wondered if she was going to ride me, like in some of her videos, but she then lay on me in the reverse missionary, or woman superior position.

We kissed and then she said, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard and cum! I am still so buzzing from your kisses down there it won't take much to trigger me again!"

With a smirk I said, "Your command is my wish!" And immediately did a thrust to make the point. Mandy smiled and gave a little moan, so I started thrusting as long and deep and hard as I could. And she was not totally passive, doing what she could to meet my thrusts. I managed to get my hands between our bodies so that I could work on her tits and started to pinch her nipples. With that, she raised herself to give me more room for my hands and also to match my thrusts with more vigour.

We were going at it hammer and tongs, and a good job as I don't know how long I could have kept up the thrusting. Mandy came again and the way her sheath tightened on my cock as she collapsed back on me was enough to trigger my second climax of the evening. I don't think I released much, but Mandy started kissing me like it was going out of fashion, lots of short hard ones. Once I had extracted my hands from between us, I cuddled and stroked her back from her shoulders to her beautiful bottom.

Eventually, Mandy calmed down and then rolled off me causing my cock to finally slip out of her. We lay there gently stroking each other and kissing. Then she said, "I'm not sure what we will do for our second date."

I shook my head and quietly laughed as I couldn't imagine us doing anything more in the bedroom department. "I suppose I could take you to a restaurant or the theatre and see how much you will put out after that."

She gave me a playful punch. "Well, there is only one place, or possibly two if you count my tits, that you haven't had your cock in me. So there isn't much more I can give you."

I gave her tits a squeeze and flicked the nipples with my thumbs. "I do count two tits, but I'm sure there are lots more positions we can try. But not tonight. I think you have drained my balls until tomorrow."

"Until tomorrow then." She smiled and sat up. "That restaurant had better be a good one." Then she got out of the bed and started dressing.

I was surprised and a little bit disappointed. "You're not staying?" Well, a lot disappointed.

"Oh, I never sleep over on a first date. What would Ian think?" By now, Mandy was mostly dressed and somehow looking even sexier.

"That I had done something to upset you."

Mandy smiled. "Nice try, mister, but I need my beauty sleep if I am going to keep my fans happy."

And before I could comment, she turned and went out the door, turning back just enough to blow me a kiss. I realised she still had work to do, in fact it was still early enough that she was probably going to be online, freshly fucked, for the chat and flash whilst promoting her premium offerings. I lay there, also freshly fucked, and decided not to go online to watch her. I got dressed and went to see what was on the TV. It was all pretty naff.

Curiosity got the better of me and I spent some time watching Mandy as The Purple Passion interacting with her fans and teasing them about how she had just been given the best sex of her life, and then promoting a new premium video. As I knew what to look for in the clips, I could tell it had been filmed in my home gym.

I was in bed when I heard Ian come in and as I drifted off, I am sure I heard him watching that new video.

That's All, Folks!

Except it isn't.

From then on, Mandy and I had sex a couple of nights a week and when 'it was her time' she introduced me to anal sex, so Ian would have to share that as well. Though I also uniquely got to fuck her tits and eventually she convinced me to be a prop for a premium video with her in a silver-grey mask as Titanium Titania.

There is more to tell about our adventures in porn but that is for another story. The only thing here is that whilst Mandy wouldn't let Ian in her house to film, it was OK when I was there as well. Her logic was that she would have felt unsafe with her and one man, but safe with her and two men. Whatever the sense of that, it was a lot easier to do the filming as she had the guest bedroom set up as a studio with an editing suite for the videos.

Love and Fans, Jeff and Mandy with Ian in a supporting role.

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