When I was 21, I was studying at university and scraping together money wherever I could. I don’t remember many of those shifts behind a bar or a cash register anymore, but there are two part-time jobs I’ll never forget. The first was in a sex shop, where I was like a fish in water and where I even received—and later defended—the title of salesperson of the month for how many women I steered to the right toy. No joke, after a while I stopped counting how many grateful customers came back to thank me for enjoying orgasms like never before. Some of them even slipped me a note with a number and later thanked me more intimately, but we can leave that for other tales. Today is about the second job I’ll never forget: being a gardener for a family we’ll call the Poláks.
Jakub Polák, then my classmate, now a big man-about-town and a skilled lawyer who later publicly came out as a proud gay man, got me the job. During our studies we used to go running together and he tried boxing with me twice, but he didn’t enjoy it as much as I did, so we stuck to attending university and running together. And on one of those evening runs Jakub offered me a gardening gig in their large yard. His parents were offering a very decent hourly wage for the work and I of course said yes. We shook on it right away and I was set to start in a week.
Back then social networks were skyrocketing and I browsed them daily. The very evening I said yes to the Polák family gig, I googled them and checked Facebook and Instagram. I found out they belonged to the upper social strata — they had property, a family tradition in legal services, and a very good name. They contributed to charitable projects and drives, and Jakub’s father was involved in local politics.
And Jakub’s mother Eva… It’s rare to see such a well-kept woman in her forties. You’d guess her younger — beautiful, fit, elegant, and obviously intelligent and educated, a confident woman from good circles where social etiquette and proper comportment are given extra weight.
I saw a photo of her from a vacation in a swimsuit and instantly thought about taking her hard from behind, grabbing her by the hair and ass like a filthy whore. Something told me she’d like it and she wasn’t getting that from her husband…
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Yeah, sorry, but in those youthful years there was fire in my veins, my dick — slight exaggeration — was hard from morning to night, and I loved discovering women and what sex gave me and my partners. And I wanted to give Eva P. the experience of a lifetime — I wanted to be that bad boy from the street who, for a few blissful moments, enjoys his buddy’s mom, steals a politician’s wife, fucks a gorgeous blonde who wouldn’t give me a glance on the sidewalk.
I’ve been goal-oriented all my life and I don’t lack drive — I can work and I take what I want. If Jakub lined up the gig for me on Monday, by Tuesday afternoon I’d worked out the first version of a plan to seduce his mom. I wanted to enjoy Eva Poláková and, in the next phase, get her as my mistress and give her a gift every passionate woman appreciates: an extra high-quality, well-proven fucking machine to fill the moments without me — I had that thing at home from my sex shop job and we’ll get to it later.
I won’t delay with descriptions of mowing the Poláks’ lawn shirtless in the summer months, how the sun tanned my athletic body, how I cooled off with the garden hose while working, or how I cleaned the pool flexing more than necessary. Instead, I’ll just sum up that after two weeks it worked enough for Eva P. to exchange the first few pleasant sentences with me, including praise for my diligence and fitness. And after a month came an invitation inside to refresh myself and take a break from the scorching summer sun.
I knew it was building to exactly what I’d long wanted — and what, some time after our first meeting, Jakub’s mom had begun to want too. It was Saturday, Jakub was visiting a cousin in Slovakia, and his father was at a multi-day conference of his political party. I still remember drinking chilled water with mint and lemon and being hypnotized by the view of my friend’s mother’s ass as she made a sandwich in the kitchen. I was thinking: Jakub, sorry, but I have to fuck your mom so she can once again enjoy a young body and an athlete’s stamina.
Jakub’s dad was a politician and, more than sex with his own wife, he was into “white sex” with the fridge, so it’s no wonder that an attractive, cheeky young man like me had ideal conditions to steal his wife for himself.
I could tell from Eva that she’d always liked it and missed it. I could literally feel that untamed fuckability radiating off her, and I decided to give it to her.
I finished my drink and set the glass on the kitchen counter. I walked up to Jakub’s mother, grabbed her by the hips, and kissed the back of her neck. Without thinking, impulsive, passionate, brazen, bold.
She laughed in surprise and immediately blurted: “What are you doing?!”
“I’m taking you.”
She shook off my hands and turned to face me. There were barely two centimeters between our bodies; I could feel her excited breath on my neck.
“Are you really sure about that?” she asked, and you couldn’t tell whether she was enticing me or warning me off.
I wasn’t sure, but I was confident anyway. I took a small step back from Eva, unbuttoned my work overalls, and pulled out my big penis along with the hefty balls swinging beneath it.
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A scene straight out of porn — Eva gasps, brings a hand to her mouth in surprise. She turns her head to the side but can’t tear her eyes away from my dick and keeps glancing back at it. Then she laughs, one quarter desperate, one quarter aroused, one quarter guilty, and one quarter admiring — altogether the sexiest laugh I know.
“But this stays just between us!”
I just smile and nod. Dick, muscles, and nerve won it for me again.
Eva squats and looks at me from waist level. I’m pleased she didn’t kneel; a squat is much sexier in my book. I praise that elegant lady like an obedient bitch and lay my big, vein-laced palm on her hair.
First she fondles my balls and watches my firm abdomen move with calm breathing. Then she looks into my eyes again and her eyes say it all: Now I’m going to misbehave, now I’ll be the bad one, now I’ll enjoy infidelity and enjoy it like I haven’t in a long time — now I’ll forget my husband and his name, my reputation and status; now I’ll give myself to this cheeky jerk from the garden and let myself be properly fucked by the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen.
After a moment she was stroking me firmly with a practiced hand and my dick hardened to steel. I enjoyed it for several minutes because it felt good and because I liked how fascinated Eva was by a proper penis. I let her fall in love with my cock and then told her to suck my balls hard.
Damn! Even today, when I think about it, I start getting hard.
She sucked and slurped and moaned as if she could come from that alone! I praised her like an obedient slut and then shoved my dick deep into her mouth and pulled her head all the way to the base. She gagged instinctively and put her palms on my thighs to pull away, but I didn’t allow it for a few more seconds.
When she then gulped for air, she looked at me as a challenge. I grabbed her by the wrists and placed her hands on my ass. Then I wound her beautiful blond hair around my fingers, gripped that mane tight, and started really fucking Eva’s mouth and throat.
She gagged and moaned, and her lips and tongue worked me so well that I kept praising her. When I let her catch her breath and wipe the drool from her chin, she told me she was my slut and begged me to put it in her already.
I made her ask five times before I decided she deserved to have me inside.
I lifted her to standing and raised her left leg onto the kitchen counter. I slid my fingers between her labia and she was so sweet and wet I had to lick them. I shoved it into her without a thought all the way to the hilt and, just as thoughtlessly, immediately started pounding her from behind like a machine. I didn’t change tempo the whole time, I didn’t let that gorgeous pussy catch its breath.
After five minutes sweat was pouring off me and I knew this would be one hell of a challenge.
After a few more minutes I was breathing hot under her ear and on her neck and whispering for her to finally come, that I wanted her to come on that young, big, hard cock that was fucking her so hard without a break. I slapped her ass like a naughty bitch, grabbed her butt firmly with one hand and started stimulating her clit with the other. I drilled her like a jackhammer and time became completely relative — I don’t know whether it was another half minute or five, but when Eva finally came, she screamed so loud I heard the neighbor a good hundred meters away angrily slam his bedroom window.
I slowed and turned Eva to face me. I kissed her and gently slid my penis up and down over the top of her sensitive vagina. She moaned with her eyes closed, drifting out of reality.
I caressed her for a while, and without even taking a step away I reached for a glass and filled it with water from the tap. I took the water into my mouth, tilted Eva’s head back, and opened her mouth. She drank the water I gave her mouth to mouth, and when a drop ran down her chin and breasts now and then, I liked it.
I kept showing for another minute that I could be gentle, tender, and playful, before I asked if she was ready for the next round. She nodded uncertainly — then laughed like some naive eighteen-year-old.
I grabbed her by the hips and hoisted her up. I spread her beautiful long legs and seated her on my cock. I fucked her while walking to the couch, and this time she liked it so much she came almost immediately.
But I wasn’t done.
I threw her on her back on the couch and turned her onto her stomach. I raised her ass to my cock and pressed her breasts into the pillow. I spread my legs like a proper alpha male and demonstrated my total dominance by putting my foot on the head of that unfaithful wife, that esteemed lady of the upper class and the mother of my classmate, and fucked her from behind again, hard again, and completely uncompromising again.
If you’d heard how she moaned and whined with pleasure, you’d have been cheering me on.
I gave that beautiful blonde mommy a real pounding, and when I felt I was about to shoot, I turned her onto her back.
I set her up and she obeyed perfectly. She held her legs spread wide and looked me in the eyes. I drove a cock hard as steel into her and fucked her beautifully. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head so she could see in detail how I was ramming into her unfaithful cunt like a bull.
“Can I cum inside you?”
“No! Please… no…”
“I don’t care, you’re mine!”
“Dan, please…” she moaned unhappily, but couldn’t say more. She started gasping because as I pounded into her with final intensity, she came again.
“Alright,” I sighed, deciding I’d be a gentleman.
Two strokes were enough and I sprayed Jakub’s mother’s pussy, belly, and breasts — and since I was still holding her head pulled like a slut — her face and tongue too.
I let go of her hair and she tiredly laid her head on the pillow, and I saw her rolling the taste of my semen on her tongue.
My long orgasm ended and I stroked my lover’s arm and neck. She smiled. I smiled too.
“You devil,” she smiled at me and took me by the forearm. She pulled my hand to her mouth and kissed the back of it.
“Do you want a slap?” I asked innocently through an arrogant smirk.
Her expression showed exactly the kind of indignation you’d expect from a lady of good society. After a moment she gave a brief laugh and answered: “Maybe next time, Dan…”
I winked at her and wiped some semen off her tummy with my finger and let her suck it. She obediently sucked my finger and her eyes smiled at me, telling me how satisfied and happy this naughty mommy was.
“See you tomorrow,” I smiled.
I got dressed, packed my things, and went straight home for a shower so I could get to the bar as soon as possible for a proper shot.
And even though Eva called after me from the couch at least three times to wait, I didn’t even look back. I wanted her as a toy, and toys are for playing games with…
The very next morning I honored her with a second fucking visit.
