Her Name Was Mrs. Perkins
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I was 18 years old,5'5,130 pds and working at a grocery store called the
"Warehouse Market" in east Tulsa. Grocery stores are great places to meet
girls or women and I had many a sexual rendezvous with females I met at the
store.

In the same shopping center was a small Mexican food joint called the "Taco
Hut". I would pop in over there for lunch once in awhile, not because of the
fine cuisine but mainly due to the cute girl that worked there named Debbie
Perkins. She was younger than me but had a great body and a very pretty face.
She was 5'7, 140 pd with a dynamite ass, long light brown hair and dark brown
eyes.

I was dating two or three other girls at the same time, mainly for sex, as
well as having a steady girlfriend who eventually became my first wife. I was
pretty busy with all the girls I was messing with plus working fulltime at the
grocery store. But I could always find time for one more girl and Debbie would
be just one more notch on my coup stick of conquests. Yeah, I was a real
butthead back then. I guess I'd be what is called today as a "Player".

I won't go into how we got together as there is nothing unusual or sexy to
tell. Suffice it to say Debbie liked me as well and we started messing around
together. Sex though was not happening. Oh, I got to play with her titties and
she'd suck my cock but that was it.

Debbie lived about a half mile behind the Warehouse Market. During the course
of our relationship, I had started going over to her house to hang out when I
was not working or didn't have some other extracurricular sexual activity to
do. She had a younger sister, one older brother and of course her mom and dad.
Her dad was a heavy equipment operator who was gone usually during the week on
construction jobs out of town but would come home on the weekend to mainly sit
around and drink beer. He was a friendly guy and seemed to enjoy life to the
fullest. He would always ensure I had a beer in hand when I came over to visit
and he was home, even though I was underage and would be driving his daughter
around. Mrs. Perkins would drink a little with him but apparently she was not
the drinking partner he wanted. Debbie's older brother worked with his dad so
he too, was gone except for the weekends. He also would drink with us if he
was home.

I soon was regarded as one of the family by everyone, especially Mrs. Perkins.
She was 42 years old,6'4 220 pds she . Her body was big with huge breasts. I
could see where Debbie got her fantastic ass as well as Mrs. Perkins had an
ass you could definitely go to town on. Her only real negative quality was she
was not a beauty queen. No, she was not homely or ugly; she just was rather
plain and did not wear make-up and her hair was rather dead and frizzy. .
Debbie obviously got her beauty from someone else in the family. Now hold
on....I'm no "Shallow Hal" here. I don't judge a person just based on physical
beauty. I just want you to get an idea of what she looked like. What she
lacked in looks, she more than made up in personality. Mrs. Perkins was a
amazon in her own way!

After a few months Debbie and I stopped dating. It was mainly my fault as I
never took her anywhere except to go make-out somewhere. And while she was
pretty, her blowjobs were terrible. She could not quite get the technique down
of not using her teeth and if I did cum, she'd just let it shoot into the air
and wouldn't swallow or clean up my cock with her tongue afterwards. Now some
guys like that I guess but I am not one of them. And since we were not having
sex, I was losing interest in her. I guess I am a little shallow after all.

After Debbie and I "broke up", I took a break from going over to her house.
But soon I was back, hanging out with the family again. Debbie had started
dating a guy who had been in my high school graduating class. I remember he
would look at me weird when he would come over to pick her up and find me
there with her parents drinking beer and having a good time.

One Wednesday I was off work and had no plans for the day. I was bored. All my
girlfriends were busy, my buddies were busy and I sure didn't want to stay at
home as I wanted to "get busy". I had not been over to the Perkins house in
over a month so I thought I'd run over there and see what was going on and
maybe have a beer or two with Mrs. Perkins as I knew she would be there alone
as Debbie and her little sister would be in school and her husband and son
would be in Arkansas working.

Mrs. Perkins was glad to see me. She had been ironing clothes and was ready
for a break when I got there. She popped the top on a couple of beers and we
sat down and talked as she watched some insipid soap opera on television and
made small talk. As we chatted she began talking about needing to work in her
vegetable garden that afternoon and asked if I would like to see how big it
had got. Why not? I had nothing else to do so I told her I did.

We got up and went to patio door that lead to the backyard. She pulled the
curtain to the side and as I stood over her, I leaned forward to look out the
glass door at her garden as she talked about it. Remember She is6"4" tall and
wore cowboy boots so she towered over my small frame.

Mrs. Perkins was very close to me as I peered through the glass out at the
garden and her hand came up and rested on my hip as she leaned over me as i
was looking as what she was talking about.

Mrs. Perkins stopped talking and looked up at me. I could feel her eyes on me
and looked up into her face and without thinking, she lowered her lips and
kissed me. There was no resistance, no pushing me away. Instead my lips were
matched by hers and she was soon the aggressor in this unexpected kiss.

She turned me body around and wrapped her arms around my neck as I melted into
her. Her kiss was hot and passionate and Mrs. Perkins was obviously hungry for
something.

After a long wet kiss, our lips parted and I panted for breath, holding onto
her tightly.

"Oh, Rick ", I said. "We shouldn't be doing this. But I need it so bad". She
was hugging me tightly and I could feel her strapon slightly pressing against
me.

Well, I may have been only 18 but I wasn't stupid. I had an older woman in my
arms who obviously wanted to fuck, or at the very least needed "a" fuck and my
cock was getting hard at the excitement of what was happening. Well, I was
just the young cowboy to ride this strapon. I didn't say a word. She bent down
and picked me up in her arms and carried mefrom the patio door to the master
bedroom and deposited me on her marital bed. She climbed in next to me and we
started to kiss again.

Mrs. Perkins was almost frantic in her kissing. There was no tenderness in
those kisses. She kissed long, hard, deep tongue kisses interlaced with short
rapid fire kisses that danced over my lips, face and neck. This woman was
horny and had no time for romance or tenderness. I was caught up in the moment
and did the same to her as we both rubbed and squeezed each other's bodies and
pulled at our clothes.In seconds my clothes were gone, lying in a heap in the
floor with hers on top.

As I lay back on the bed, Mrs. Perkins wasted no time in getting my cock in
her mouth. She moaned and mewled as her lips sucked the head of my cock or as
she bobbed her head up and down the entire length. Debbie obviously had not
been taught how to suck cock by her mom as Mrs. Perkins was a master at what
she was doing.

She sucked me for about a minute then took her mouth off of my cock and looked
up at me as she fisted my cock up and down. Our eyes met for only a couple of
seconds and she said, "Mmm ... Rickey. You taste so good! I can't wait to have
me inside your ass. We shouldn't be doing this but... do you want to me in
your ass?"

"Yes ma'am," was all I could say.

Mrs. Perkins immediately lifted me and sat me on her lap. She continued to
look me in the eye as she began to lower me onto the head of her cock. She
paused as it penetrated the lips of my ass for just a second and drew in a
breath, as if she was relishing what she was feeling. Then she began to sink
me down in one smooth, fluid motion.

I will never forget the next moment for as long as I live. As Mrs. Perkins
slid her cock into my ass,Istarted making little gasping sounds and she eyes
rolled up into her head and only the whites of her eyes were showing. It
scared the shit out of me! I thought of the movie "The Exorcist" and just knew
she was going to start talking in some demonic voice or upchuck some green pea
soup at any moment. I'd never seen anything like that before. But those
feelings were soon vanquished as she began to move my ass back and forth on
her lap; riding her cock like you would a horse, sliding back and forth on her
dick. Well, ride cowboy ride!

"Oh baby, baby. Oh damn this is nice....ooohhhh... I need this so bad ... so
bad. Oh fuck baby...oh fuck. Oh I love my dick in your cute butt!"

I always enjoyed hearing a woman say things sexual while fucking. It was and
still is, a turn on for me and at this point in my life, I had not heard a lot
of it and found her cock fucking me harder ,listening to her as I rode her
cock from Tulsa to Texas.

Mrs. Perkins' eyes had returned to normal and she was looking at me again . .
As i hunched my ass back and forth on her cock I continued to look her in the
eye asI moaned mypleasure to her.

"Mmmmm we shouldn't be doing this. No, no.... no we shouldn't. But it feels so
good.....it feels so right! Oh your ass is so wonderful! It fits perfectly in
me baby. Do you like it? Do you like how my cock feels?"

Well what could I say? Of course it felt great!

" Oh yeah maam...it feels good. R" Hell, I didn't know what to say! I had
never had anyone ask me questions before while we were fucking. But I liked
it! I liked talking back to her, giving her dirty talk while she was giving it
to me. But it excited me too much as I could feel my cum starting to boil
over. I told her I was going to cum. It was what she wanted to hear.

"Yes! Oh yes! Give it to me...give me your cum! Oh I want it...I want it in
me! That's it baby, cum for mama, cum in her lap."

Mrs. Perkins began fucking me faster and was like a mad woman as I rode on her
lap. I was screaming as I had my orgasm on her lap.

As my orgasm began to subside, Mrs. Perkins stopped thrusting her cock on me
and gave me a french kiss and pulled out her cock to pop free from my ass. I
felt like I was sitting in a tub of water as I had cum a great deal and it had
run down my cock and pooled underneath me. I

As we kissed, Mrs. Perkins mumbled again how "we should not have done this"
but continued to kiss me hungrily. My cock was still half hard (remember, I
was only 18 then) and I had no interest in leaving as I could tell she was not
yet ready for me to go. I rolled her over onto her back and started to kiss my
way down her neck and down to her titties. They weren't very big but she had
some nice plump nipples that looked as if they were begging to be chewed and
sucked. Well, if they were begging, the least I could do was help them out
some! I flicked my tongue over one of her nips and she thrust her chest up in
to my face, grabbing the back of my head and pushing my face down onto her
breast. I heard her gasp as I took her nipple between my teeth and rolled it
about as I lightly chewed and sucked on it.

"Oh! Bite my nipple...oh my, yes! Just like that! Oh momma likes that!"

"Momma?" I remember thinking. Didn't she say that earlier? Oh well....it's
sex. No big deal. After all, she's not my mom so who cares what she says?

After my orgasm's abated, I lay next to her and i snuggled up on my side
against her with my hand on her chest. We made small talk and once again she
mentioned how we should not have done this. Up until then I had not responded
as to whether we should have or should not have "done this". But this time I
did.

"Why not? I enjoyed it and you enjoyed it. It would not have happened if it
was not meant to be."

Mrs. Perkins rose up and looked at me.

"What is it between us? I've felt it for a long time and I've wanted this to
happen. What is this connection we have?"

"I don't know," I said. "But I'm sure glad it's there. Aren't you?"

"Oh yes. I am very glad". With that she lay back down beside me and rubbed my
torso some more.

I had no idea what she had been talking about. What "connection" was she
referring to? She was horny, I was horny and we relieved our needs with each
other. "Connection"? Oh well, if it makes her happy to think we are connected,
then so be it. I suspect she was just looking for some kind of justification
to be fucking someone's ass other than her husband.

I had thoughts of her fucking me once more but a look at the clock next to the
bed ended that thought as Debbie and her little sister would soon be in from
school. I pointed that out to Mrs. Perkins and she jumped up, as she also had
not realized how late it had become. We giggled as we ran to the bathroom and
jumped into the shower for a quick wash. We kissed some in the shower and she
briefly sucked my cock again just to tease me. After we dried each other off,
we got dressed and I headed for the door.

"Ah, Rick. Will you be coming back or is this the last time I'll see you."

"No ma'am. I'll be back."

I kissed her again and was out the door. As I drove off, I saw Debbie's little
sister come around the corner from the bus stop. We'd just barely made it!

I continued to go over to the Perkins house and socialize in the evenings as I
had been doing. And I'd stop in at least once during the week to fuck Mrs.
Perkins before the girls got home from school. I did not however, go over on
the weekends as much as I felt guilty drinking beer with Mr. Perkins and then
coming back a couple of days later to fucked by his wife while he was in
Arkansas working. I may be sexually immoral but I do have a little bit of a
conscious.

Our affair went on for a little over a year. While I did not always go see
Mrs. Perkins every week, I did see her quite a bit. We fucked in every room in
the house at some point to include the girls' bedroom. She also fucked me in
her car a few times at night when I'd pop in at her house and she's ask me to
take her to the grocery store or to the Baskin Robbins Ice Cream parlor. We'd
leave everyone else at the house and immediately drive behind the Warehouse
Market and get in a quickie. Damn but that woman liked to fuck! I never could
go back in to her house afterwards though due to the wetness of my crotch
after she had fucked my ass. I began to take a towel with me when I'd go over
to see her and would put under me or on her lap and help absorb the cum I'd
let fly. No matter how much I tried to clean it, my car had wet stains on the
upholstery until the day I traded it in. My gawd but that woman made to have
great orgasms!

I left for the Marines. I had a busy week seeing several girls and telling
them goodbye. Mrs. Perkins was no exception and we had a wonder afternoon
together at a cheap local motel. It was the only time she and I actually made
love as every other interlude we ever had, had been pure Strapon fucking. It
was a memorable afternoon and one I still think of to this day.