Flat Tire Fix Turns into Wild Anal Fuck with My Hot Jogger Neighbor

I’ve been in Rouen a while now, bored out of my mind after Paris. Pierre and I in our cute house by the forest. He leaves early for work, I shop with new pal Brigitte, wait for bland dinners. Kids at uni. I’m 48, strawberry blonde, light eyes, curvy sexy in flowery dresses. But to him, I’m invisible. Found this site, read stories on the couch, fingering my clit slow when boredom hits.

Yesterday, go start my Mini, front tire flat as fuck. Grab the jack, stuck on a stubborn lug nut. Tears well up easy. Jogger from the woods spots me, eyes misty.

The Approach

“Trouble with the car, poor lady?”

Tall, handsome forties guy, short brown hair, glasses. Tight black shorts, matching tee hugging muscles. Lives nearby with his son. He jumps in, car rocks as he wrenches. Bam, kicks the nut loose. Changes the wheel solo while I watch, mesmerized. Catches him eyeing my legs wind lifts my ochre flowery dress, my tits straining. His shorts bulge hard. Turns me on like I’m 20.

Offers to wash up, cold drink. Lead him inside. Sudden animal urge hits. Spin, smash lips on his. He grabs rough, kisses suffocating. Worry my dress smears from his greasy hands. Right hand hikes skirt, jerks my white panties violent. Shakes my pussy wild, never like this. Soaking like a bitch, crave sucking him deep.

Yanks panties to knees, shoves three fingers in my smooth slit, tiny ginger-blond bush. Cum already! Push back, attack his shorts, free his stiff cock.

“Mind if I suck you? Need it bad…”

“Please do. Name’s Francis. Yours?”

“Myriam.”

Squat on heels, thighs spread, panties ripping taut. Swallow to throat. Suck like demon, deep to balls, lick, spit, blow. Use cock like club, slap my face. “You suck good,” he groans. Redouble, love the praise. Damn right I suck good.

Greasy hands maul tits. Unhook bra without stopping blowjob. He lifts me, spins, bends over kitchen counter. Hikes dress, stares ass. Spreads cheeks, blows hot on pussy, asshole. Fat cock nudges wet lips. Squeeze tight sudden guilt.

“Sorry Francis, can’t give pussy. Husband thing, you get it?”

“You tease like slut, now stop? Not fair!”

Feels him soften fast. Sad face breaks me. Smile sweet, grab limp dick.

“No bother, eat my ass, fuck it. Pierre hates it, calls degrading. I say ultimate gift…”

Grins wicked, loves dirty formal talk. Cock throbs in palm. Quick wet strokes in mouth, rock hard again. Four on rug by couch, tits mashed floor, hands spread cheeks, hungry hole begs.

Usually hurts quick fingering solo. Now? Ready to wreck.

Tongue probes ring, inches in. More!

“Fuck my ass quick, please! Wreck it!”

Phone buzzes wild on couch. Brigitte. Stretch, check.

“Mind if I take it quick? Don’t want worry.”

“Not at all, dear Myriam. But let me pound ass.”

The Explosion

“Do it, friend.”

Pick up.

“Brigitte, sorry, on all fours by car changing tire!”

“You ok honey? Waited 20 mins, worried.”

“Fine, handling, but too late join. Thursday?”

Bastard rams harder. Pulls out, spreads hole, hawks spit in. Left hand frigs clit furious.

“You sound off, all good?”

“Yeah, bit busy! Next week?”

“Ok, but open up more: flea market Sunday.”

“I’m wide open, you no idea… Gotta finish fix. Kisses.”

Hang up. He eyes gaping asshole.

“Wish you saw, Myriam. Stunning hole.”

“One sec.”

Dash bathroom, grab mirror. Back four, ass up.

“Refuck it, feels closed!”

Slides easy, pounds savage. Help deep, spread cheek. Angle mirror: see thick cock destroy. Wet pop out, hole gapes 2 inches, pink shiny, pulsing. Orgasm hits vision alone!

Waves cock at face. “Like swallowing cum?”

“Not much, but owe you. Aim tongue or tits, not couch!”

“Best I can, dear. Good shot, bad aim. Mouth wide.”

Kneel, ass flowered open, tits sweat slick. Jerk fast. Hot ropes splatter slut face. Gulp what lands, lick lips. Francis dazed. Kiss cock thanks, urge hurry away… and return.

He’ll come back plenty, once with son for deflowering. Another tale.