The Aussie MiILF and the English backpacker ...Part 5 ... From the other side

The Aussie MiILF and the English backpacker ...Part 5 ... From the other side The Aussie MiILF and the English backpacker ...Part 5 ... From the other side

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Morgan's life from another viewpoint . Please leave your comments.

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Morgan's life from another viewpoint .

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Submitted: October 08, 2013

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Morgan and I had been married  for 20 years – we’d been sweethearts, lovers and partners for years, our sex life was explosive – we’d would always find the time and the space to fuck  - literally any time anywhere. Then, came the day that changed everything.

Don’t get me wrong – I love Morgan and always will – but despite having frantic sex all the time …..I got bored.  I have a very high sex drive (as did Morgan – that’s what attracted us) and had this urge to discover more – OK Morgan and I experimented with our sex sessions ….but it was always with Morgan … I wanted more.

Initially, I phoned sex lines and enjoyed the false pleasures which that created. Then I found that on social network sites some women wanted more than just to play games and chat …that they were looking for ‘relief’ just like me ….our chat turned sexual – and we all had fun ….but still it wasn’t the real thing. I was still getting my 5-a-day from Morgan but I wanted more.

The chat on-line became more heated, I would fuck Morgan and then go on-line to chat with my other women, fucking them on the ether, and, gradually, I found to my surprise that I was beginning to enjoy the cyber-sex more than the physical – or was I just getting bored of Morgan? Gradually things changed, yes we still fucked like rabbits whenever we could but I found it more of a household chore than enjoyable. One day one woman I was chatting to asked if I was alone – I replied I was – and she asked if I’d like to chat on camera …. I accepted and we saw each other for the first time … I can tell you it was a lot different to chatting on-line to a photo …. The first time we just chatted and got to now each other, subsequent chats on cam progressed to the point where we were getting naked for each other – and pleasuring ourselves for the other ….sighing and groaning together as I would wank myself to orgasm on screen. But still, I wanted more.

Then came the day that changed everything – my secretary Charlene, a 25 year old girl who had a passion for life, somehow found out about my on-line sex sessions. It appears that one of my women was her older sister, she had recognised my profile picture and told her sister that her new friend was her boss, the sister had done nothing more than tell her about our sexual conversations and described my body and my enjoyment of cumming on camera  to her. Initially, she didn’t say a word, but it appears that she had always wanted me to fuck her, and now she saw a way of making it happen. I began to notice that whereas she had worn ‘sensible’ clothes to work, gradually the hemline rose ….nothing drastic – just what had once been below the knee was now above … and seemed to be getting higher, and what was once covered ‘up top’ was now beginning to reveal a very nice pair of tits.

Charlene had started to get a little more tactile, rubbing against me when she collected or delivered files, bending over a little more provocatively than normal, making jokes with more double entendres than I had ever heard her utter, until finally she made her move. We always had to work later on a Thursday, getting contracts and such like ready for Friday completion. This particular Thursday, Charlene had dressed outrageously, her skirt was nothing more than a belt, just about covering her ass, and when she bent over revealing a black thong which only just covered her pussy. And as for her skimpy vest  top, her black bra showing clearly beneath the flimsy white material. I think I spent most of the day sat at my desk, I was so scared of moving and revealing to one and all how aroused  I was. Charlene finally came into the office as we had finished all our work. “What you got planned tonight?” she asked me, “The usual” I relied, “Dinner with Morgan then spend  time with the girls,. You never know I might even get to check out my social network page.” Charlene smiled, “What do you do on there? Anything fun?”  Unsuspecting I said “Oh catch up with friends, play a few games…you know ..the norm” Smiling, Charlene moved to my desk and perched herself on the edge. “You ever done anything on there that Morgan wouldn’t like?” she enquired, I looked sharply at her – did she know? “Nah, just a bit of chatting with friends.” I replied. Charlene pushed a few papers to one side and looked into my eyes “That’s not exactly true is it?, what about Carly …. I bet the chat you have with her isn’t just friendly, in fact she says she really enjoys you getting naked on cam and wanking that 8 inch cock of yours for her.”

The red flush of discovery flowed up my face, stammering I asked Charlene how she knew about that. “You should be careful who you wank for on there” she laughed, “Carly is my older sister, and she has told me everything. Now I want to find out what you’re like to fuck with in the flesh!!” So saying, Charlene swung her legs onto the desk and sat in front of me. My eyes didn’t know where to look first, at her glorious tits or at her thong covered pussy, revealed before me as her skirt was now around her waist.

“You like what you see?” she asked,  “Stupid question” she chuckled, looking down into my lap, where my erection was straining against the thin material of my trousers. I tried to speak but my throat had constricted, swallowing hard I looked aghast into Charlene’s eyes. “Bu..but I’m married” I finally managed to stammer, “That didn’t stop you getting your cock out for my sister – or wanking til you shot your load …just for her, did it?” Charlene laughed. Her hands reached for my tie and pulled me to her …. Her lips joined mine, I tried to fight against the natural responses, but couldn’t here was someone who wanted me …. Could I have found what I wanted?

We kissed hard, Charlene’s hands pulling my shirt free from my trousers. My hands had grabbed her vest top and not caring about tenderness I had ripped it from her body, closely followed by her black bra, my hands now exploring her freed tits, before sliding down and lifting her from the desk. I stood up and lay Charlene on the desk top , pulling her skirt and thong off her I stood and looked at her naked form laid before me. With a low growl, I had removed my shirt, my trousers and my boxers, my hard cock standing to attention. I lifted her legs and placed one ankle over each shoulder before taking my member and plunging it hard into Charlene’s cunt. I was completely out of control, with the women on cam I had wanked …wanting to fuck them …. Now I had the opportunity, lust for this young body took me over, and I began to fuck Charlene there on my desk, my cock forcing its way into her whilst my hands were on her tits, my eyes on her face daring her to try to stop me.

For her part, Charlene was smiling, lost in the moment of initial penetration, and then in the sensation of being fucked by her boss. Rocking back and forth as she was fucked, she screamed as we orgasmed simultaneously, our mixed juices flowing from her pussy onto the desk. That was the first time we fucked ,,, gradually I fucked Morgan less and Charlene more, until I didn’t fuck Morgan at all,  the new sexual adventures taking preference. We would book rooms in hotels, fuck in the office on her or my desks, or at her home.

Gradually I grew more and more bored of Morgan, her loyalty to family, her acceptance that she wasn’t going to get fucked by me … and she never knew why.

Life is great!!!


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