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Single Lifeloving Every Minute!

I will start by explaining my position in life you might say. I am a forty one year old divorced male. I have narrowed my life down to a great group of friends, a great job I enjoy immensely, and burning up my spare time enjoying the spoils of the single life. I consider myself to be a somewhat of an attractive guy. I am clean, confident, and respectful of others. I was married for fourteen years and had two children in that time. My children are both in college. My ex wife has since remarried and sometimes, I almost feel as if she moved on and here I am, still single, still seemingly dwelling on what was lost. That is simply not true. I have indeed moved on. I am truly happy for my ex and her new husband and wish them all the happiness in the world. (as much as you can possibly have living with her ;) I work at a recreational vehicle store. There are several different branches all housed under one roof. There is one that sells all terrain vehicles and motorcycles. Another sells off the wall shit like para gliders and kits to build ultra lite planes. The branch I work in sells campers and motor homes mostly. We do have a few items we offer like hot tubs and all the stuff that goes with them but that end has pretty much dried up over the past five years. I work on a commission basis so I am usually a pretty aggressive salesman. There are four of us that sell in our end and financially, we have carried the place without question. So, with that, we've earned ourselves quite a bit of respect.
This whole story starts out one Sunday afternoon on the golf course. My friend Ed and I were chatting about life, work, family, all the other stuff guys talk about. I guess after a half dozen beers or so, the subject turned to sex. He was pissing and moaning about how his wife never put out and how great it must be to be single. Of course I played it up a bit at first but admitted that between working six days a week, supporting two kids in college, and trying to hold down a respectable house, it wasn't really possible to live out all the tall tales he was picturing of the single life. In fact, I told him I hadn't been laid in months. I just didn't have much time to pursue it. He mentioned that maybe an escort was the answer and I gotta admit, it didn't sound like a bad idea at all. But then reality sets in and a guy starts to wonder just how many tricks this chick has turned and all the dirty shit she has been paid to be with....ick! No, I was destined to do it the old fashioned way. We finished our round of golf and by the time we made it back to the club house, we were getting pretty loose. We were cooling off over some cold ones when Ed pipes up and suggests that I give one of the local huterite colonies a call. Huterite's resemble the Amish in a way but do allow most all technology into their society. They stay in colonies until one of the elders tells them to move to a different colony. Ed works as a manager of a large grocery store and he mentioned how they approached him to put up an ad on the entry way tag board about looking for certain kinds of males to come to their colony and give their donation you might say. Although he was intrigued, Ed told them he could not allow such an ad to be placed in the entrance of the store due to the nature of the ad. Ed told me that he had heard through the gr*pe vine that they do this on a regular basis to keep new blood lines going and to prevent inbreeding within the colony. I told him I was pretty sure I would get tracked down and would be made to pay child support. We both laughed and soon our ride showed up and we headed our separate ways. In the confines of my own home, I was going over this huterite idea. The idea really turned me on but man, it was a bit on the incestuous side. I looked in the yellow pages and found a colony that resides about ninety miles from my town. It looked as if they hand build furniture for a living. They had several numbers to reach different branches but did have a central number so I thought what the hell, and dialed the number. After several rings, a lady answered the phone announcing the name of their furniture line. I explained my situation and was wondering whom I should talk to. She quickly transferred me to a different line and after ringing several times, an answering machine picked up and I heard a gentleman's voice saying to leave a message. So I left my name and phone number and let him know I was interested in hearing about the program. I figured they were all out praying being Sunday and all. That was it. Three weeks went by and I didn't hear a word. I was about imagining the amount of calls they get from college guys getting their rocks off. So I decided to forget about it completely. Stupid Ed and his ideas anyways.
It was a typical summer time Saturday. It was friggin busy. All the units all of us salesman had sold during the week of course all get picked up on Saturday. So we usually bounce between the sales floor drumming up new sales and back to the shop going over the set ups with people on new purchases. It was getting late in the afternoon, all my deliveries were done and the traffic on the floor was really tapering off. I guess you might call it sluff time but man the day can get long so I like to take it easy after the rush is over. I noticed a man in his late fifties accompanied by whom I assumed to be his children. They were dressed very clean and neat but very plain. The were perusing though some of the units we have inside the building so I threw on my mister slick and headed over to make one last sale for the week. I introduced myself. The guy introduced himself as Gerald. He also introduced me to his son Mark, and Mark's wife Tara. Mark and Tara appeared to be in their late twenties. They were very neat and plain in appearance with no frills. Mark was a strikingly handsome guy with black hair and a lean build. He was one of those guys that would surprise you in a bar fight. He had gleaming blue eyes and a piercing smile. Tara was a fairly tall woman at about 5' 8” with a slender build, large breasts cleverly hidden in her blouse, long brown hair pulled back into a pony tail, and eyes so dark they were almost black. She was a beauty and I could not help but wonder what she would look like all dolled up. A knockout without a doubt. Gerald told me he ran a few different enterprises. For one of these businesses, he had a crew of men hired and was considering purchasing two campers to have the men stay at the site during the week. From the sounds of it, they were a logging crew and he was having trouble with the men getting off work and drinking too much to come back to work the next day. He figured he could have the men stay at the site and save everyone some head ache. So, we looked at several models inside and then I showed him some of the others out on the lot. I was impressed how he really valued the input of his son and daughter in law. It was obvious they both returned the respect. After a couple hours, he had narrowed down the two he wanted. Of course we sorted out all the numbers. He told me it was a cash deal and financing was not necessary. That was a refreshing change. I shook hands will all three and was really starting to look forward to that cold beer in my fridge at home. The store had closed and all the other sales people had gone home for the week. I let them out the front door and retreated to my office to gather my things. I quickly checked my email, killed the lights and headed for the door. I immediately noticed their truck still sitting out in front of the building. I could see the father and son discussing something and there was some serious thinking going on. I thought, shit, all this work and now they are going to bail out, just my luck. I locked the door behind me and tentatively approached the truck. Gerald asked me if he could see the one camper one more time to take some measurements. I told him no problem and him and I headed out to the rig he was buying. Once inside, I noticed a measure of seriousness about him I hadn't noticed before. I was sitting down on the sofa in the camper and he took a seat across from me on the sitting bench. He recited my name slowly....to which I was terrified. I told him that was indeed my name. He asked if I was the one that had left a message a month or so ago on a colony's machine. I reassured him I was. He informed me that he was the guy that arranges this type of thing for the colony and after talking with me for half the day, he was interested. They had searched my name on the internet and found where I worked. Since he was in the market for a couple campers anyway, he thought they'd drop by and feel things out so to speak. This kind of shit just didn't happen to a guy like me so I was excited. He slowly and deliberately told me some of the conditions. I couldn't follow up on my visits. I would probably see the same woman until it took unless she chose not to. If, at any time, mental instability surfaced on my part, the agreement was over. After I agreed to all this, he rubbed his chin and looked at me. He asked me when I'd be willing to break the ice so to speak. I answered the sooner the better. He glanced out the window and said that his own son was sterile. He had some tests performed on him a few months back and it was conclusive that he would never father children. He said his daughter in law was in her prime time of the month and there was no time like the present. In their talk in the pickup, she had been all for giving it a try today. Jeez, I was all about this but talk about no time to think it over. He stated that he would not be present but his son would be to ensure a couple of things. One, to make sure I was respectful to his wife and two, to make sure all the semen was placed inside her. I was already getting butterflys as I thought about how hot Tara was. She had to be close to twenty years younger than me. Gerald told me he was going to send them both over in a minute. For about two minutes I was alone in the camper and my heart was racing. Nothing like hitting the fricking jack pot. I was really thinking how great my buddy Ed was at that point. Soon, there was a gentle tap on the door. Both Tara and Mark came in and to my surprise, they both had smiles on their faces a mile wide. For some reason, I thought this would be more of a robotic type of deal. They both had loosened up quite a little since we were dealing on the campers. We talked for a few minutes when Mark stood up and said, lets get this started. He told me he would warm Tara up and let me take over. All three of us laid down on the bed in the front of the camper. Tara was in the middle, fully dressed, facing her husband. They were gently kissing and whispering to each other with shit eating grins all over their faces. Not knowing what the hell to do, I started to caress her hip over the top of her skirt. She placed her hand on mine as I slowly slid my hand up and down her outer thigh. She was one trim gal. I ever so slowly pulled her skirt up and caressed her bare skin and I could feel the goose bumps. She was making out with Mark pretty heavily and it was almost like they were in their own world. I heard him whisper to her, 'are you gonna take all his cock?' She just whimpered her response. I worked my pants and underwear off, and took her free hand and placed it gently on my ever so hard cock. She whimpered again and told Mark how huge it was. He asked her if it was full of cum. She again only smiled out her response while making out with him. At this point, Mark suggested he do a little watching now. Tara slowly turned her body on the bed to face me all the while smiling. I asked her if she was ready and she told me I've never been more excited. I gently kissed her juicy lips and trailed my kisses down her neck. She moaned out loud and again voiced how large my cock was. Now, let me stop the story here. I have never been accused of having a large cock. I would like to think it is but I have watched enough adult movies to know it aint huge. My cock is seven inches long but is very thick. And on with the story. I was slowly and deliberately, taking her blouse off button by button. She was panting heavily and I was pretty sure I was probably her first other than her husband. She still had a hand down stroking my dick while I did this. After her shirt, I quickly released those beautiful tits and gently sucked on those twenty something year old nipples. She had her other hand on the back of my head pulling me into her breast. I slowly started to work my hand up her inner thigh on the inside of her skirt. As I got close to the promise land, she spread her legs ever so slightly. I planned on pulling her panties aside to gain access but quickly realized she wasn't wearing any at all. My cock jumped when my fingers bumped bare pubic hair. I was still sucking on her breast and her moans were getting louder by the minute. It was obvious she didn't shave her pussy but to be honest, I've always liked them o-natural. I found my way through her outer lips and spread them open with my thumb and middle finger. I began to slowly stroke her hard clit with my pointer finger. With the utmost control and precision that only an older man would have, I brought her to an orgasm. Her pussy was flooding itself with lubricant. The entire camper smelled of young pussy and I was in rut. After her orgasm, I took her skirt off her and glanced over at Mark. He had removed his pants and was stroking his cock. Believe it or not, Mark's cock was not very big. It was mabey five inches long and about the diameter of my thumb. I took this moment to perch myself over Tara and stroke the hardest cock that has ever been attached to this body. They both had their eyes locked on it and I stroked the purple shaft and pushed a big drop of precum out to the end. I asked Tara if she was ready. Without vocally responding, she held onto the back of her knees and pulled them close to her chest. Her hair covered pussy lips glistened and I could just about see them begging for it. Mark stood up to get a close up of the initial penetration. I lowered the fat head of my cock to Tara's opening and rubbed it around until her juices were covering the tip. Between her wetness and my precum, she was more than ready. I put a bit of pressure behind my cock and watched the head slowly slip past the outer lips and I was officially inside her. Mark made a groan, hunched his knees and officially became the first man to cum inside his new camper. Long strings of his white semen hung off his cock and dribbled onto the floor. He pumped furiously at his cock until it was spent. He then slumped back in the chair in the corner of the room and watched the show. Tara all the while hadn't noticed a thing her husband had done and was panting like she just ran a 10K. I then put a little more pressure and an inch or so of my cock slid into her. Holy shit was she ever tight. I could feel the walls of her vagina spasm around my cock and it began to milk me. This shit was starting to send me over the edge already and I had to regain my wits about myself before I did like Mark did. I was determined to make this fun for Tara because I didn't want this to be the last time I fucked her. With one more push, my pubic hair entangled with Tara's and I was as deep as I could go. I gently put my arms behind her knees where she was hold on to and moved myself in small circles while fully impaled inside her. Her breath immediately began to quiver, her eyes rolled back in her head and once again, her beautiful pussy was spasming so hard I could feel it in my ass hole. Never in my life has getting a woman off been so easy for me. Like I said, I am no John Holmes and usually had to work for it. After she finished coming, she told Mark in something just over a whisper that she had just come. He was hard again and watching intently. I slowly started to stroke my cock inside her. With every push she would bring up her hairy pussy to meet me in the middle. Her and I were in an eye lock for about two or three minutes while this went on which I found highly erotic. She once again let her eyes roll up and began to squeal. I picked up my pace and my balls slapping her ass was really the sound over taking the scene. This time took a little longer but she once again started to shake and tremble and her pussy worked its magic. I held still while she came down off of the high. She went a bit limp and I asked her if she needed a breather. She thought that might be a good idea so I slowly backed out. I laid down beside her and kissed her lips and stroked those beautiful breasts. Mark immediately climbed between Tara's dark legs and began to lick her love nest. He ate her for a couple minutes before I announced I was ready to make a deposit. Mark moved out of the way and I again positioned myself at her entrance. Until now, Tara had not been very vocal but Mark and I must have been working the slut out of her. She said I noticed how big your balls are, are they full of cum? I told her she didn't know the half of it. Again in a dirty voice she asked if I was keeping that all for her pussy. I stated I was indeed and I was ready to let my semen flood her womb. That statement seemed to do if for her. She grabbed my stiff cock and placed it once again at her opening. She reached around me with her legs, dug her heals into my ass and pulled me into her. There was no more slow fucking. I again held her legs to her chest and began to pound her pussy like it was the last fuck I would ever have. She was screaming with every thrust. Shortly before I came, she squirted all over my cock which was a new one for me. Mark came instantly. With all this coming, I asked her if she was ready. She replied ready as ever and to make sure I put it deep as possible. And I did just that. Four strokes later, I shot endless amounts of sperm into this young woman. For an instant, ten thousand years of man kind boiled down to me fucking this young wife. I felt the fire in my loins quickly extinguishing as all the semen emptied from my body, out of my cock into the womb of this fertile little vixen. When I was finished, I held still inside her and could still feel that insatiable pussy milking me. I let my cock deflate inside her and slowly withdrew from her body. Long strings of my sperm connected our bodies even though my dick was a few inches from her pussy. Both Tara and Mark were looking at this spectacle. I put my dick back to her entrance and ran my hand down its length to make sure she got all she came to get. Tara dropped her head back and said WOW! Followed by a giggle. Mark and Tara kissed passionately and once again, Mark got between her legs and cleaned all the loose pussy juice and semen. We talked for a few minutes about meeting again. We all got dressed and went to meet Gerald who was waiting in the pickup. He had gone for a cup of coffee and was reading a news paper. All four of us left smiling.
Gerald picked up his campers later that week. He was very nice to me but didn't mention the ordeal. Three months went by without a word. Then, out of the blue, I got another call from Gerald saying that Mark and Tara wanted me to come up to their residence to meet once more. That my friends, is a story for another day.

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