My new guy and his two sons

I met Frank after my divorce from Larry. Then I met Frank’s sons.

I met Frank a little less than a six months after I divorced Larry.

We had been married for six years but it had gotten to where Larry’s job was more important to him than I was. I got sick of seeing him, only to feed him and sleep next to him. Our sex life was almost nothing. He was always too busy, or too tired, or having to work from home. This was bad because I was always horny. I almost had to rape him to get any sex. I was going to be faithful to him, even though cheating would have been easy. I am still young and have a great body. 99% of the men out there would jump at the chance to take me to bed.

Before he started his company, we had a great sex life. We fucked several times a week. Sometimes we did kinky things like going on a picnic and fucking on the beach, when we could see other people further down the beach. I sucked him off in a movie theater, and it was not an adult theater. Now he said that he was working so hard because he wanted to make a good life for us.

I got more action from my plastic friend than I did from my husband’s real cock. I’ve even sucked him off when he was sleeping, and he did not even wake up.

Then I found out that he was getting blowjobs and pussy from his secretary at work. That was it. If he needed sex at work, so he could stay there and work, he could have asked me to come to the office. I would have happily fucked and sucked him in his office.

That was it. We were done. We divorced. I got a good settlement.

Then I met Frank. I was at a coffee shop having an ice coffee. It was crowded. I heard a voice ask, “May I share your table? This place is packed.” I looked up and saw this tall good looking man standing there, looking at me. I made a motion with my hand that he should sit. “Thanks”, he said and he sat down.

We did not say anything for a couple minutes. Then he said, “Hi, my name is Frank. Thanks for letting me share your table. I’ve never seen this place so busy.”

I replied, “Yes, it is busier than usual. My name is Donna.” We made a little small talk and drank our drinks.

Then he said, “I don’t see a wedding ring. Are you single?”

“I am now. I recently got divorced.”

“Same for me. I’ve enjoyed talking with you, and you’re very attractive. Are you dating yet?”

I looked him over a little better and replied, “I haven’t gone out with anyone yet.”

“When you are ready, I would love to take you to dinner.” He gave me his phone number. “Call or text me.”

I watched Frank walk away. He had a nice butt. I guessed that he might be about five years older than me. I had just had my thirtieth birthday. Larry had forgotten it.

That night, I was lying in bed, rubbing myself and thinking about my life. I reached over on the nightstand and picked up my phone. I texted Frank. “If that dinner invitation is still good, I would like to say, yes.”

About five minutes later I got a text back. “Great. Will tomorrow be good?”

“Yes. Call me.”

My phone rang, almost immediately.

“Hi Donna, It’s Frank. May I pick you up at six? Do you like Italian?”

“Love Italian. I would rather meet you there, the first time. Where?”

“Gino’s at 6321 Donner St. I’ll be the guy, standing in front, looking excited.”

I laughed. “See you there at six.”

I noticed that my hand had gone back between my legs and I had started rubbing myself again. I didn’t stop till I had a nice little orgasm, while I imagined what Frank might look like without his suit on.

The next day went by slowly. I was nervous, like a schoolgirl about to go on her first date. It had been so long from when I last dated. I was not planning on doing anything sexual that night, but I took a long hot bath, fixed my hair, and shaved my bottom, just in case. It took me a long time to select the outfit I wanted to wear. I wanted something adult sexy, but not slutty. I picked a snug fitting, black dress that came halfway down to my knees. It had a low enough neckline to give a nice look at the cleavage between my 34-C boobs. My best bra gave them the shape I wanted. A single strand pearl necklace and black pumps, and I was ready.

I knew where Gino’s was, so at five-forty five, I got in my mustang and headed out.

Gino’s is a great place with great food. It is also quiet and you might call it romantic. We talked as we ate. I had the veal parmesan and he had spaghetti and meatballs. We polished off a nice bottle of red wine.

I told him that I was thirty and he said he was thirty-five. He asked me if I had kids. I said no, and I asked if he did. He said two sons, 13 and 15. They lived with him because his ex wanted a completely new life. I asked him what he did for a living. He told me that he worked for a big company as a website designer. I asked how much he worked, The answer was four, eight hour days. That was enough for him. He needed time for himself and his boys. I liked that answer. I was not interested in another guy who was married to his job, and never around for me.

Our date ended with a nice kiss. His hand touched my breast. I couldn’t be sure if It was intentional or not. He asked if there could be a second date, and I said that it sounded good to me.

On our second date, we went out to supper again but then went and parked up on a hill that had a view over the city. The next thing I knew, my blouse was open and he was sucking on my nipples while his hand was in my slacks and rubbing my pussy.

He had me hot and ready. But his car was very small and there were other cars around, so the best thing I could do was wiggle around and take his cock in my mouth. It was my idea. He did not make me do it, but it sure made him happy, especially when I let him come in my mouth. He had a very nice cock and I enjoy giving blowjobs.

Dates three and four went even further. We found places where we could fuck. God, he fucked good. I had stayed on the pill just in case something were to happen. I was glad I had. I knew I was going home with cum dripping from my cunt. His cock was not big like a porn star, but it was bigger than average and bigger than my ex-husbands. He lasted a long time and did not take long to be ready for seconds. It had been months from when I had my last good orgasm. I was quickly making up for lost time.

Then he invited me to his house for BBQ. He said he was a great BBQ chef. He also said that it would give me a chance to meet his two sons. They lived on a hundred acre ranch far out in the country. He gave me directions.

After a long drive, I arrived at 5 PM. Frank asked me in. He introduced me to his boys, Rick, the thirteen year old and Randy, the fifteen year old. I could see a lot of their dad in them. They seemed like nice kids. They ran off to play catch with a football. Frank gave me a glass of wine. He said he was going to BBQ beef ribs from a cow that they had recently had butchered. We were also going to have corn on the cob and store bought potato salad. He was just about to start the fire when he said he noticed that he was out of something he needed. “I have to go to the store to get a spice that I need for the rub. It is a ways, so it will take me about twenty minutes each way. I’ll be back in about an hour. Just relax and I’ll get back as quick as I can. There is a great mountain view from the back patio.”

I told him that it was fine. I laughed and said that I would still be here. Off he went in a classic old Ford pickup.

He hadn’t been gone more than about five minutes when Rick came in the room. He had a worried look on his face and his hands were on his crotch. He was wearing cutoff jeans shorts and a white tee shirt. His shorts were unfastened and his zipper was half way down.

“I had to pee, and when I zipped back up, I got my hair caught in the zipped because I wasn’t wearing underpants. I can’t get free and Randy won’t help. He just laughed at me. I need help. You’ve gotta help me.”

“I can’t help you. It wouldn’t be right for me to touch you down there.”

“You gotta help me. Please, Please.”

“OK.” I don’t know why, but I looked around to see if there was anyone else there. I’m sure I blushed as I reached for the young boy’s shorts. He was right, a bunch of his pubic hair was jammed in his zipper and it wouldn’t go up or down.

I started working on the problem. I was getting it free, a few hairs at a time. I got the zipper about an inch further down. When I did, his young penis flopped out. It was only about five inches and not very big around, but what you would you expect for a thirteen year old boy. However, it was hard as a broom handle and was pointing straight at me. I had to hold it out of the way with one hand while I worked on freeing him with my other hand. I saw him smiling at me.

Just as I got him free, his older brother walked into the room. “Wow Ricky boy, I’m shocked. Dad’s girlfriend is playing with your little cock. Wait till I tell Dad.”

“I was not playing with him. His pubic hair was caught in his zipper. You know that.”

“I don’t see it stuck. I see you on your knees, with your hand on his hard wiener and your face just inches from it. Were you sucking it?”

“NO!. You don’t understand.”

“Tell you what. I won’t tell Dad if you do it to me, too.”

“But I wasn’t. I can’t.”

“Dad will be gone about an hour. When he gets back, I’ll tell him that you were molesting his youngest son.” As Randy was saying that, he was walking over to us and on the way, he dropped his pants and stepped out of them. He had an erection, too. He was about six inches and thicker than his brother.

He got to us. “Open your mouth and suck my cock.” When I didn’t, he said, “Suck my cock or I’ll tell Dad and he will have you arrested.” He touched my lips with the tip of his fifteen year old cock. I was had. There was nothing I could think of to get out of this situation.

I opened my mouth and half of his young cock pushed into my mouth. The end of it was wet with pre-cum. He held my head and started fucking my mouth. “Hold it tight with your lips and suck hard on it.

Rick got up, dropped his shorts, and got to the other side of my face. The two boys high-fived and grinned at each other. I got the feeling that I had been set up by the boys. After a minute, Rick grabbed my head and turned me towards him. “My turn. Suck my cock now.”

His smaller cock easily went all the way in my mouth till my nose was pressed in his pubes. For several minutes, the boys took turns face fucking me. They had opened my blouse and were playing with my tits, while they did it. I was pissed at being tricked, but I was also enjoying it. Rick and Randy sure were enjoying it.

Less than twenty minutes had pasted, when Frank walked in. It turned out that he knew what they were going to do, and he had just driven down the road a little ways and waited while the boys put their plan in action. He was as much a part of it as the boys were.

“Hey, Guys. I see you have made friends with Donna. It looks like you’re having fun. They scared my last girlfriend away when they tried to make friends with her, and she never came back after the first time. I hope you don’t run away. We really like you.”

They pushed me on the bed. Frank pulled slacks and panties off. The boys got on either side of my head and pushed their cocks at me again. Frank spread my legs and planted his face in my cunt and started licking at my clit and fuck hole. “You’re nice and wet, Donna. I think she’s enjoying this, boys.”

Damn it, but he was right. I was really getting into the three of them having their way with me. I started enthusiactly sucking Rick and Randy.

My first orgasm started. Frank stopped eating me out, moved up and slid his cock in my cunt. He fucked and I pushed back at him. The boys kept my face busy.

Little Ricky came first. A stream of his thin young semen shot into my mouth, with force. I quickly swallowed it and turned to Randy. While I was having an orgasm, I was able to take all of him, even though he touched the entrance to my throat. I usually gagged when that happened, but I had never someone do it while I was coming at the same time. He blew his load straight down my throat. Four times, I felt his shaft swell and ejaculate in my mouth.

The boys watched as their father pounded my cunt till he groaned and exploded in me. All three of them high-fived. I spent the night and all three of them fucked me till dawn.

After breakfast, Frank kissed me and asked if I was all right. I told him that I was pissed about being tricked, but if I had known what would have happened, I would not have come. I admitted that it had been a great night. I said I was going to need a couple days to rest after how they had worked me over.

Frank asked me if I would come for another BBQ that weekend. He said to come Friday at five and spend the weekend. I agreed. That was one hell of a weekend. I don’t think I ever went more than a half hour, while we were awake, without one cock, or another, or more than one in me.

We had two more of our “BBQ” weekends, and then Frank asked me if I would like to move to the ranch. He said this his bed would be our bed but that the boys would enjoy me spending time in their beds, or other places around the ranch, so they could have fun with me, too. I smiled at him and said, “I’ll give notice at my apartment tomorrow, pack my things, and be here on Friday.”
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