Wild and Crazy Pt. 04

Steph had tried so hard to end her fling.

She'd stopped herself sending messages to Finn. Her work friend must have noticed -- she was Finn's aunt and Steph had even been trying to avoid her. Anything to escape thoughts about the delectable young man and Steph's powerful need for his lust and his wonderful, muscled body. And his beautiful cock that had felt so good in her mouth and her cunt.

She told herself it had been a moment of weakness. A tiny lapse. Except that there had been more than a moment. After all, it was she who'd invited Finn to their first meeting, in a café. It was hard to ignore how much she'd been thinking about the possibilities with the sexy younger guy. And it was wrong to talk about a lapse -- the fact was she'd cheated on her husband with a guy eighteen years her junior. The last time she'd fucked a man that age it had been her husband. She'd loved him then as she did now. But the sex with her husband had never been as thrilling, as satisfying, as the things she'd done with Finn.

Steph was 44 years old and in a real bind. Married and a mother of two kids, she'd increasingly imagined a big change in her life. She couldn't say she was neglected -- exactly. But her marriage and her family left something missing. She had pondered about it for months. Her earlier efforts to turn around her life simply had come to naught.

Then there was Finn. Yes, she had wanted him all along. And he had made her feel alive. Whether it was courage or desperation, she'd succumbed to temptation and done the deed.

It was the worst mistake of her life. And the best decision she'd ever made.

She'd risked her marriage. And made herself feel so content.

Now she tried to tell herself that enough was enough. She did not need any more risk.

"I don't want to see you again," she had rehearsed silently in her mind.

Steph had tried so hard to make those words come out of her mouth.

"This is wrong, I won't do it anymore," she'd also imagined saying to the handsome younger man.

None of that worked. Now she was a cheating wife. And she knew she should find a way to give up that freedom. As well as some of the most amazing sexual experiences she'd ever had. Despite telling herself all that, Steph found herself in his apartment, on her knees and fondling his hairy balls while she kissed his hard, throbbing shaft.

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"I am a married woman," she reminded Finn. "You don't want a woman like me... old."

"Are you saying I am too young for you?" he asked with a grin.

"No... I mean, yes... oh, Finn..."

"I told you," he said gently as his arms went around her. "You're a bloody sexy woman."

It was so long since Steph had heard such words. It made Finn seem older than his twenty-six years -- like a man who could really appreciate a woman. Which still did not make it right.

"Steph, this is good for you," he was saying softly. "Wild and crazy. And I know you want it, too."

Before she could think of what to say, Finn was casually pulling off his t-shirt. She gasped -- as always at the sight of his hard body with its big muscles. It was a sly move from the younger man who'd already worked out that Steph had from the first been drawn to the physical delights of a younger, fitter man.

"Oh Jesus... Finn."

"I'm glad you appreciate me."

"Fuck... I can't stop thinking about you... your body. That's what's wrong."

"Nothing wrong. Steph. Just wild and crazy."

"Cheating on my husband?"

"I love that you're married," he confessed. "Cos you're so good in bed."

Once more, Steph could not recall ever hearing that sort of praise. Her husband was not a bad man but he'd rarely let Steph feel like a real woman. Shown how happy he was with her efforts in bed. As usual, Finn was turning her on with the smallest of effort.

"I'm married. And a mother. Its too risky..."

"Being married protects us," the hunky young man Finn explained with wisdom beyond his years. "Besides, its not an affair. Remember?"

She knew she ought to stop it all. But she'd kept thinking about him late at night, usually after her husband had gone to sleep from working too hard and drinking too much. She'd liked Finn at first sight. And it wasn't just his adorable body. He made her feel so alive. And he made her feel treasured. She could not ignore that thinking about Finn made her pussy throb and moisten. Steph knew too well what she needed. She needed Finn -- badly.

"You're so sexy," he was murmuring as he drew her closer with his powerful arms. "And I want you so bad."

Poor Steph could not ignore his blonde good looks and chiselled body. She knew that she'd lost the fight -- again. She was going to have sex with this adorable man. Their age difference was no issue when Finn was such a smooth talked. And an artful lover. She felt him holding her tighter and the warmth of his lips on her cheek.

She pressed her body against his bare skin and hunky muscles. His lips met hers, with her soft brown hair falling on his face. Steph responded with a soft groan she'd thought she was incapable of. She kissed him back, long and slow -- not for the first time telling herself that young Finn was a perfect secret pleasure.

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She let him undress her. She was still nervous about showing her body to a man so much younger. But his passion was undeniable. And his touch so soft. Her own hands were touching him in turn -- it was almost unconscious but she could not help enjoying a body eighteen years her junior. He bared her breasts that she thought were too saggy in their C-cup size. His lips on her boobs felt electric. She leaned in to kiss his skin, and those muscles, as his hands worked lower to gently remove all her clothes.

"Finn... I need this sooo bad."

"I need you too, Steph. Fuck, I'm so horny for you."

He was already fondling her big tits, moving in to get his mouth on her long, hard nipples. The older woman was thrilled by his desire for her body. Sex at home had long since become routine. But Finn groped and suckled her heaving tits like a kid in a candy store. Steph wondered if she was as good as he'd wish for.

"Aren't they saggy?" she muttered. "Old and tired?"

"I love these juicy big tits," he mumbled with a mouth full of her flesh.

That much was obvious. And his lust made Steph feel more sexy and more confident about what she was doing in Finn's bed. Her guilt barely registered as she thrilled at giving herself to the handsome young man.

"I need you in my mouth," she told him with a hint of desperation.

Finn was not about to argue. And the older woman had not forgotten how to get her way. Quickly she slipped to the floor, on her knees and looking ravenous. There was no way her husband could have made her so excited. She felt like a slut, a cheating slut, as she gazed up at the gym-hardened body. She ran her hands up his powerful thighs. Her eyes drank in the sight of his broad chest and powerful shoulders. Most of all, her eyes were drawn to the thick, seven-plus inches of meat that stood before her.

"Finn... I love this cock."

She'd not gone to her knees for her husband for such a long time. As if he'd even been counting. And why would she want that with a less-than-average five inches? Cheater or not, Steph knew she could settle for a penis like Finn's. She reached up and took a gentle hold, then guided him into her wet mouth.

"Fuck... Steph... you're so good."

Pushing back her soft light-brown hair, Steph reached up to cradled his balls. Playing with his lovely penis and his balls, she could not have been more pleased about choosing Finn for something wild and crazy. It was intoxicating to give herself to a man like this, somehow even more virile than other guys she remembered. Or was that the age gap? It made her extra crazed for him and a moment later her lips were moving down over his bulging veins. Enjoying her wild and crazy self, she went lower still -- filling her mouth with more than half of his bulk.

"Fuck... you should teach other women to do this..."

She'd not heard such praise in... maybe forever. Of course it made her eager for more of his meat. Hard and big -- the size of a real man and enough to challenge her oral skills. She knew she was a cheating slut but she felt only elation as she wrapped her mouth around a new, younger dick.

"Faaarrckk..." he moaned contentedly. "Is this what married woman do?"

"Not enough," Steph gasped.

She trailed kisses to his base and then his hairy balls. But she could not leave him out of her mouth for long. Her husband's small penis had never given her the same thrill as that thick, throbbing cock between her lips. It was all the better for the tiny movements of Finn's hips, almost unconsciously wanting to drive his erection into her mouth, to fuck her face.

"I need to fuck you, Steph," he announced.

It was wild and crazy. And Steph did not hesitate, climbing onto the younger man's bed, on her back with legs spread wide for him. She felt so slutty -- and so alive -- giving her body so easily to the tanned, muscled guy.

"Oh, Finnn... faaarrrkk..."

His powerful body pressed against hers as he carefully inserted his manhood into her cunt. Seven inches of glorious cock -- Steph had been wrong to tell herself that size did not matter. Already she could feel her pussy being stretched in a way it had not been for many years. And there was no way to stop her joyful moans as a sexy man, eighteen years her junior, slowly filled her with that fabulous dick.

"Yeeeesssss...."

Finn took control of their fucking, of her, in a way her husband never had. His muscles helped. But he was filled with passion for her body and her soaking pussy. Steph felt so wild and crazy to be letting a younger guy take her like that. It was too blissful to be worried about risking her marriage. Her only thought was for his physical power as his thick cock filled her. Over and over. Like her small husband never had.

"Ohhh... Finn... fuck... am I... tight enough?..."

"You are amazing... so good..."

"Ohhhh... fuck meeeee..."

She came hard -- and loud -- from the most wonderful screwing. The younger man was very skilled with his hard meat. His ramming cock made her C-cup tits bounce in a way that made the whole thing more intense. It was wild and crazy. And Steph could not ignore the truth Finn's amazing fucking seemed all the more exciting for the fact that adultery felt so intoxicating. And when her orgasms seemed to subside, Finn's youthful experience told him just what was needed.

"Oh, fuck..." she gasped aloud as her slid down her body.

His energy, and his passion for her body, sent Steph into a reverie as his mouth got to work on her pussy. She'd rarely felt full comfortable about a man going there. But young Finn seemed not to notice. And Steph knew finally what she'd been missing out on for so many years.

"Ohhh... FAAAARRRCCKK... what are you doing to meeee?..."

His lips were so soft -- and so firm -- as he sucked on her pussy and her swollen clit. She came with a start as his tongue probed and filled her opening. The sexy, tanned young man really knew his way around a woman's sex. Steph writhed in ecstasy, her mind broken as her body surrendered to his oral talents. And she could sense that her cunt was gushing harder than she'd ever felt before -- so much wetness on that handsome young face.

"Fuck yes... eat meeee..."

Steph could almost ponder how a young man could be so amazing at eating pussy. Finn was much superior to her long-ago boyfriends who'd been less eager and far less artful. Her husband could manage it when given a strong enough hint. But this hunky, blonde wonder clearly loved his work. She thought him a master. And she only came harder when looking down to see his tanned body and blonde hair between her outstretched thighs.

"Finnnnn... don't stop..."

She thought she might die as his switched between long licks before lapping at her entrance and then flicking over her throbbing clit.

"So gooood..." she moaned helplessly.

Finn already knew. It was obvious in the way the often straight-laced Steph allowed her hands to hold his head, her fingers sliding through his blonde hair as he snacked on her cunt. And the volume of her juices that gushed onto his face and his tongue. Though soon he knew her hole was ready for more cock.

"Ohhh... hon... I don't think..." she moaned as he rose up between her legs.

Finn had the kind of stamina Steph had only dreamed of. But she was not sure that her pussy could take any more. His cock was still so hard and so big. And he was gently turning her onto hands and knees. She forgot all her worries when the big spongy head of that young dick pressed into her opening once more.

"Ohhhh... jeeeezuzzzzz..."

"Take it, Steph. Wild and crazy."

She knew she had no real choice. Finn could have whatever he wanted. And why not when he resumed his amazing fucking? - energtic and even powerful, that wonderful cock plunging deep into her hole stretching and filling her. Those tits that Finn enjoyed so much were bouncing and swinging underneath her, as if keeping time with every thrust.

"Fuck meee... pleeeasse..."

Later, Steph would wonder how she could say that -- to a man who was so much younger, who was not her husband. But the stroking of his magnificent dick in her soaking hole was about the only thing she could think of right then. Held tight by his physical strength, her pussy being crammed with so much cock, the married woman dropped her head to the sheets and moaned her bliss as the hunky Finn ploughed into her.

"Give it to me," she begged with a wail.

Finn really did enjoy the body of the older, sexy woman. He could not believe that her married sex life was so bad as she'd hinted. Not a shapely, responsive firecracker like Steph. Her husband was a damn lucky guy. He reached under her, grabbing those hefty tits as they swung, squeezing them tight as he trapped her with his physical strength.

"Finnnnnn... faaaarckkk..."

"Fuck... Steph... you feel too good... fuck..."

It was the peak moment that any woman loved -- the point when her lover would lose control and spurt his warm, sticky nut juice everywhere. And Steph, despite years of boring married sex, was still attuned to a man's needs.

"Gonna... cum... hon?... cum?..."

"Don't wanna wait... Steph, your cunt feels too good..."

"My face?... you wanna... on my face?..."

"Whaaa?... Steph.... fuck..."

Steph wanted it to sound like a spur of the moment thing. As if the inspiration had just struck her. She wriggled free and went back on her knees on the floor. Looking up, she gazed at the hard, muscled young body standing over her. And the swollen cock in Finn's hand, glistening with her wetness.

"You sure?" he gasped, hand already stroking his shaft.

"I want it. Cover me."

The truth was that Steph had given much thought to the act. Ever since Finn had mentioned it. Somehow he made her ant to try it - one more wild and crazy thing. There was no need to feel afraid or disrespected by the sexy younger man. Other women did it so why not her, a married mother? Now that she was feeling free and liberated. Finn was her only chance to experience a facial -- if he was really willing.

"Fuck... Steph... yeah... wanna finish me?"

That gorgeous big dick was inches from her face. And she was so ready. Except that she was nervous about making it good for him.

"You do it, hon. Give me a big load."

"Fuck..."

"Blast it all over me."

"I'm gonna..."

"Please... make me dirty..."

With a mighty groan, he threw his head back. Steph had only a split second to shut her eyes -- just long enough to see the bursting of warm, sticky semen from the tip of his fabulous cock.

"Ohhh... faarrck..."

"Shoot it all for me..."

She felt the soft splatter of sticky warmth on her face. One thick stream of cum after another pumped out and splashed on her. Steph had seen the power of Finn's ejaculation but somehow she was surprised at how gentle it felt as his potent seed landed on her face -- her nose, one cheek, her forehead... and some in her wide-open mouth.

"Jesus... you're amazing," he grunted as he kept shooting over the older woman.

"Give me everything," she gasped in reply.

He was certainly doing his best -- still stroking his cock as the final drops of cum flew out and landed on Steph's skin and in her hair. She was the most sexy mess he could have made -- a work of art. And she thought the experience so much better than she'd imagined. Catching his cum load on her face was daring and erotic - nasty in way that she could treasure as another wild and crazy moment with Finn. She knew he'd covered her, the wetness on her skin and the instant cooling of his semen told her that he'd given her the big load she'd begged him to deliver. It felt dirty and liberating at the same time -- a special kind of intimacy that she'd given up hoping her boring husband might provide.

"Wow... Finn... its all over me... that was amazing."

The sexy older woman was in awe of what she'd done. And how good it felt to ne kneeling before a younger guy with his fresh cum dripping down her face and her heaving breasts. How excited she felt to have found Finn to give her such a shameful experience -- soiling her, marking her like a slut.

"Sorry... I couldn't help it..."

"That was so great," she blurted to him. "Was it good for you? Did I do it right?'

"Steph... you were perfect... and you look so good with my cum on your face."

"Oh my god... I really did it... took a facial..."

She giggled again. And refused his offer to clean her up. The shock of what she'd done, and the thrill at taking such a taboo act for the first time in her life, was something she wanted to savour. Better to let his fresh cum dry on her skin, as if somehow she might feel the stain permanently.

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Steph very much enjoyed lying in Finn's arms. It was not just his taut, muscled body that felt so good. He could not top touching her and stroking her soft skin. All over her body, her curves and especially her boobs. He was like an over-sexed teenager -- and Steph soaked up all his attention and his obvious delight for her body. That sort of male interest had faded around the time she'd birthed her two kids. It was not only validating for a woman of her age -- Steph felt as if she deserved to be appreciated by a sexy, lust-filled guy.

"Was that really your first facial?" he asked while kissing her now cleaned face.

"Uh huh," she smiled with the fondest of memories. "First time I wanted to."

"It was incredible. So good. But... how come? Why'd you say you wanted that?"

"I know you like giving facials to your other women," she giggled.

"You waited a long time."

"I am glad it was you. I wanted you to have something special."

"Well... I guess now you can see if your husband is interested."

"No," Steph replied solemnly. "Only you, Finn. No other man. Not ever."

He was already suckling her boobs. Somehow Finn just could not leave the older woman alone. She was special in so many ways. Her soft moans in response to his mouth were matched by her hand gently taking hold of his meaty dick. She moaned more as his tongue flicked over her nipples. And Steph started to slowly stroke Finn's length, excited at the way he was swelling in her hand.

"We have to stop this," she murmured softly. "You know... this can't keep going."

"I know," he moaned to her. "Its just something wild and crazy... you tell me when to stop..."

"Will you fuck me again?" she murmured.

"Try and stop me."

"Cum inside me this time... promise?"

"Fuck yes... I promise."

She sucked him then, eager not to pass up an opportunity to feel his gorgeous penis throbbing in her mouth. Steph had always enjoyed giving oral but this was so much better than at home. It was more than aided by Finn gently fingering her wet pussy. Until finally her greater need was to fill her cunt with his meat -- climbing on top, almost surprised at how uninhibited she felt with young Finn, and slowly impaling herself on him.

"Faaarrrrckkk..." she moaned with ecstasy.

"Ride me, Steph."

She did just that, sliding down till he was balls-deep and then slowly moving her hips. His strong, confident hands on her boobs turned her on even more and soon she really was riding her young lover, grinding and making sure his thick cock touched everywhere that she needed. Being on top somehow made her feel even more free -- free from guilt, free from judgement about her body or being a slut. She came with incredible gusto with the hunky, muscled Finn below her. And she still was cumming when he rolled her over and lay his body on top of hers.

"Cum inside me," she whined.

He held her tight in his strong arms as he entered her and thrust long and slow into her gushing cunt. It was the most intimate fucking Steph could remember in years. And the way he filled her quickly had her cumming in a new series of powerful orgasms. It was even more thrilling to feel his control as he changed positions once more.

"Ohhh... jeezzuzzz... Finnnnn..."

On his knees, he grabbed her ankles firmly and lifted her legs high -- and wide. She was helpless, totally available to him -- and it was a breathtaking experience. He rammed her harder now, her watching his muscles flex with every thrust and her C-cup tits bouncing lewdly for him. Steph worried that she was screaming as he ploughed her married pussy but the only other sound she could make was to beg Finn to never stop screwing her pulsating cunthole.

"I'm gonna cum inside you now," he growled as he lay himself on top of her once more.

Again holding her tight, squashing her big tits, he pumped deep and hard. She could feel his balls slapping against her cunt lips. And the power of his muscles as he flexed and thrust into her relentlessly. She came for him -- of course. And when he grunted, his way of signalling he was about to explode, she came again at the mere though to taking his big load of potent semen inside her married hole.

"Hon... yes, hon... oh, cum inside... fill me, hon... pleeeaasssee..."

"I'm fucking cumming... Steph... take my load... flooding you..."

There was something incredibly primal about having a man ejaculate inside her. Not that Steph had any need for her own fertility. But the proxy, the receiving of warm and sticky cum against her womb, was the most womanly - and truly erotic -- thing she could imagine right then. And to receive a load from young, sexy Finn was exhilarating.

"Jeeezuzzz... give me everything... oh, Finnnnnn..."

She imagined his spraying wildly inside her cunt and that triggered still more orgasms as her body finally exhausted itself on his thrusting manhood. And when it was done, Steph lay still in his powerful arms as his glorious penis slowly softened inside her. It was beautiful to be held like that, each of them gasping as she felt his semen start to ooze out from her hole, so nicely opened by his manly reaming.

They were still like that as Steph tried to regain her thoughts. She'd been serious about her need to end their fling. The danger was real. She could hardly regret having allowed her interest in Finn to blossom. But her actions, her wild and crazy sex play with the much younger guy, had put her in a real bind. Her brain told her, even now, that the best course was to not make her cheating worse by letting things with Finn develop into a proper affair. She'd put an end to it -- and soon.

Though that was not her only bind for the forty-four year old wife and mother. Lying in his arms, with his semen oozing into a big wet pool on his sheets, Steph had to face the fact that her body still wanted -- needed -- more Finn. She had to stop her cheating ways but there was something she needed first. She could not stop her brain from turning to how she might arrange to have Finn blast his cum-load inside her one more time.