The secret from 16 years ago

It was 3:00 PM, and Vic Fairbright had spent several hours by the pool in her backyard. During that time, she had some iced coffee, swam a bit, read one of her favorite erotic novels, and finally lay there sunbathing. After

another hour, she finished her iced coffee and prepared to go back inside to use the bathroom. Vic's backyard was quite secluded, so she was only wearing a very revealing bikini. Vic was a very modern woman, and she went to church regularly, but she had never worn such revealing clothing in public before. If anyone saw her walking around the room barefoot, they would be deeply impressed. In short, Vic looked like an innocent angel.

She was 34 years old and the mother of 15-year-old twins, yet her figure was still so slender, and her skin so soft and smooth, just like Connie's daughters. In fact, just last week, Vic had been questioned about her age at a hotel.

She not only looked incredibly young, but she was also a stunning beauty. Her hair, as black as shimmering jade, combined with her captivatingly beautiful, classically elegant face, exuded an unbelievable allure. Her almond-shaped eyes, like autumn water, were a deep, dark black, perfectly complementing her flawless complexion; everyone who saw her was irresistibly drawn to her.

Her figure was also remarkably curvaceous. Her breasts were medium to large, perfectly round, and adorned with proud, pink nipples. Even with her swimsuit pulled open, her breasts didn't sag in the slightest; more accurately, whether she lay on her back or stomach, her breasts remained firm.

She had a slender waist and a flat stomach, her legs were long and shapely, and at the top of her legs, her buttocks, encased in a bikini, possessed an unparalleled curve. From the front, her thick, dark pubic hair peeked out restlessly from her bikini bottoms. She was very sensitive, so she had never shaved that black triangle of pubic hair.

She knew that no one would disturb her in the room no matter what she wore. Her husband, Danny, had gone out in the morning; she heard he was going on a business trip, probably to a five-day conference. Danny was 50 years old, much older than Vic, and she loved him deeply for his witty remarks. He worked hard every day to make the family comfortable, and as a loving father, he gave her all his tenderness and affection.

If there was a flaw in their marriage, it was the lack of harmonious sex between them. Although she repeatedly convinced herself that she didn't crave it, subconsciously she knew that wasn't the case. She had never seen another man naked, but she knew Danny's penis, less than four inches long, was definitely on the shorter side; when erect—though not very hard, and not very frequent—it was only slightly larger than her thumb.

Although she was sometimes tempted by other men, she had only wavered once, a few months after her marriage, when she was 18, and now she had almost completely forgotten about it. Since then, she had striven to control herself and remain a chaste woman.

She loved her husband and was absolutely loyal to him; since that one loss of control, she had vowed to remain chaste. Her husband couldn't give her orgasms, but she could learn to pleasure herself with her fingers. Now she was going upstairs to the bathroom, and after washing her hands and face, she decided to spend the rest of the time in her sexual fantasies.

Vic's daughter, Connie, and some friends had gone camping and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Her son, Steven, was home, but he'd been out all night, not returning until 11:00 AM. After eating a few eggs and some bacon, he went straight to bed, and she figured he wouldn't wake up for hours.

Vic was a little worried about what her son had been up to last night, especially since he'd come home just as late the night before. This wasn't the first time; since summer vacation started, he'd often stayed out all night. She'd heard he was a womanizer, but she was hesitant to ask where he'd been, knowing he'd give all sorts of excuses.

Vic's sister, Bonnie, wasn't as glamorous as Vic, but she was still a beauty, 28 years old, and supposedly the prettiest woman in their town, along with Steven.

Vic didn't like hearing people say her son was a womanizer, even though she often heard it from Bonnie. Was Bonnie right? Steven...her son, really sleeping with girls? What was he doing? Why was he always out all night?

Vick walked barefoot down the carpeted stairs without making a sound. As she expected, Steven's bedroom door was closed, so she went to the bathroom.

She was a little surprised, because Steven hadn't been sleeping at all; he was showering, staring absently out the window, completely lost in thought, before opening the bathroom door and drying himself with a towel. Just as Steven stepped out, he bumped into Vick, who froze, dumbfounded.

She could clearly see her 15-year-old son's body, and for a moment, she was completely at a loss. Of course, Vick wasn't unfamiliar with Steven's body, but this time, she realized he had grown up.

He was quite well-developed, like a 20-year-old boy, even more mature. His neat, short blond hair framed his handsome face, and besides being handsome, he possessed a masculine air; his chest was broad, covered in golden curls, and his hands and chest were full of powerful muscles, though there were still some remnants of immaturity there.

His mother was deeply attracted by his masculine upper body, and her eyes inadvertently moved downwards. Good heavens! She had seen plenty of men's butts on the beach, but her son's, surrounded by fine golden down, was absolutely the most beautiful. Just imagining his butt was enough to keep her from fantasizing about anything else during her masturbation for the next month.

When her son's penis came into view, she was completely captivated.

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Her thoughts drifted back to a summer sixteen years ago when she called a repairman to fix her air conditioner.

She was 18, and her husband was 35, short and fat. She was a virgin when they married. Although Danny was the only man she had ever slept with, she always felt she had missed something wonderful.

The repairman, wearing shorts and a t-shirt, had an athletic build and was handsome; a noticeable bulge in the crotch of his shorts caught her eye. While he worked, she stood around him, seizing every opportunity to admire his muscular physique, a physique she had previously only occasionally seen.

Just as he finished, she offered to buy him a cold drink. This repairman, who had previously earned more from hungry housewives than at the air conditioning company, knew from this moment on that he could easily have her.

She had set the trap, and he, instead of reaching for the drink, embraced her and kissed her passionately. The closeness of his strong body, his intense masculine scent, his tongue entering her hot mouth—Vic felt like she was going crazy.

Just as his hand invaded her vagina, she snapped back to reality and pushed him away.

"No," she said. "I'm a bride, I love my husband. Oh, I'm so sorry, I was out of my mind, please leave!" The repairman knew she was just playing hard to get. "I know you really need me," he said gently. "See, I won't touch you anymore, I just want you to look. If you still want me to leave, I'll turn around and leave without saying a word. Okay?" She wanted him to stay, but she couldn't let go of her inner conflict. He made her sit down, then stood in front of her and took off his shorts, revealing a pair of oversized briefs underneath, probably custom-made for his body.

She saw that his penis was larger than her husband's, but as he took off his white cotton briefs, she could hardly believe her eyes. Her husband's penis, when erect, was only the size of her thumb, but this repairman's half-erect penis was already as thick as her waist (Note: Do not doubt, this is how it was written in the original text, I have not translated it wrong).

As he slowly took off his briefs, she anticipated seeing his entire penis. Finally, his penis was fully exposed, and it was astonishingly huge! Then she saw his testicles; her husband's were the size of marbles, encased in a small, smooth scrotum; while the repairman's were the size of golf balls, his scrotum large and covered in hair. This masculine body held a fatal allure for her, and she was utterly powerless against it.

"Should I leave?" he said one last time.

Vic's head throbbed; she knew it was a betrayal of God and an infidelity to her beloved husband, but she was completely unable to control herself. Electricity surged through her vagina; for the first time, she understood the immense power a woman craved in a man.

"No, you stay here," she said in an almost inaudible voice, "I need you." "What do you need from me?" He decided to take it a step further and conquer her.

She moved her mouth to his crotch, but he dodged away. "Beg me," he said, "if you want to eat my cock." "Oh, God!" she cried, "Please, I want you, I want to eat your cock." He laughed wildly, "Which is better, your husband's or yours?" She blushed. Was he humiliating her? "Please," she pleaded, "Don't ask me these things." "If you want to eat my cock, you'll have to say it." He persisted, "Is it that your husband can't satisfy you?" She gave in, "Yes." She groaned, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes, "I want a real man, I want you." "Oh, that's enough." He bent down slightly, bringing his buttocks less than an inch from her face, "Then first, you have to lick my asshole clean with your tongue." She stared mesmerized at his hairy buttocks, fine hairs growing in the deep cleft, the stench of a man mixed with feces and sweat assaulting her senses—this was the place he wanted her to lick.

"I can't do that," she pleaded, "Don't make me do such a shameful thing." "You'd better do it now, or I'm leaving."

She had no choice but to bend down and press her mouth close to the cleft between his buttocks. The smell was unbearable; she struggled to extend her small pink tongue and probe inside.

"Okay!" he yelled, "Harder, clean me up with your wet tongue!" Her wet tongue began to slide up and down her buttocks, tasting a little bitter, but not as unbearable as she had imagined. And licking that cleft, including the elastic skin and the wrinkled, contracted anus, excited her.

"A little deeper, deeper," he commanded again.

She thought she might die from it, but she did as he said, pressing her tongue against his anus and pushing it in forcefully. Slowly, her tongue slipped into the tight passage, the warm rectal walls surrounding it. He groaned with satisfaction, while her tongue continued to move back and forth, carefully licking, trying to avoid eating his feces. Soon after

, he withdrew. Vic didn't want to admit she enjoyed licking anuses, but the itching in her vagina was more intense than ever before; she almost desperately wanted his penis.

"Let's take it slow now!" He pulled her face close to his penis.

She leaned forward slightly, sticking out her tongue to lick his large penis. It started slowly, she licked his penis as if eating a giant lollipop, her saliva wetting his erect shaft; then she moved to his testicles, like a worshipping god, she adoringly sucked on his masculine scrotum.

She returned to his penis, opening her lips and taking his glans into her mouth, only reaching a few inches below the massive head. Just as she felt his glans pressing against her throat, her vagina began its first orgasm. In excitement, she swallowed his enormous penis as deeply as possible, but more than half remained outside, which she could only soothe with her hands.

He gently stroked her chin and cheeks, and she continued her stroking motions, trying her best to give him more pleasure. His penis grew harder inside her mouth, seemingly no longer satisfied. He began to thrust, and she sucked desperately until he ejaculated.

Time and again, copious amounts of semen entered her throat. She had never imagined a man could ejaculate so much; her husband always ejaculated only a little. The hot semen shot deep into her throat, bringing her a trembling pleasure, and she climaxed again, more intensely than the first time, surpassing any of her previous orgasms.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she pleaded. "If you want me to beg, even kneel down, I'll do it. My cunt is waiting for your big cock. I need you to fill me up. I want a real man. My husband can never give me what I need because he only has a little boy's cock, while you have a weapon full of manliness. I beg you, hurry up and put your cock in!" "Okay, if you want me to fuck you, little woman, you need to beg more. You have to understand, I have a family to support, and working at the air conditioning company alone can't solve anything. The cock you want is my lifeline, and I can't give it to you so easily." It took Vic several minutes to understand what he meant. After all, she was the most beautiful woman in town, by all accounts. She had betrayed her religious beliefs and the fidelity she was supposed to have for her husband, succumbing to this scoundrel's sexual temptation. She had licked his ass and tasted his anus. But now, this guy said that if she wanted him to take her to commit crimes, she would have to pay him.

He knew she was already so deeply in love! He knew his cock was irresistible to her! Even though it was all true, she really wanted that big cock, no matter what he asked for.

Trembling, tears welling up again, she calmly asked, "How much will it take for you to fuck me?" "That's right, I'm glad we've reached an agreement." He was smug. "Of course, I'll repay you in kind. I'll fuck you until your husband with the little boy's cock comes home, I'll fuck you until the King comes for the low tax rates (Note: This is a metaphor. During the colonial period, British rulers sent troops to increase exploitation, but the British King never set foot on the American continent. This implies as long as he wants, or, to put it more elegantly, forever). Hmm... I think it'll be at least a thousand dollars." Vic's jaw nearly dropped. "A thousand dollars!!!" Danny completely trusted her, and he had transferred all his money to her name, even a blank bank draft. But by this time, he had already reinvested all the money he had earned, and now they only had two thousand dollars left to get through these few rainy days. Should she give him half of her husband's hard-earned money to have sex with her?

The repairman smiled at her, noticing her face turn pale the moment he mentioned the amount. He slowly fiddled with his large penis, and in a short while, it became hard again.

After just one glance at this enormous thing, Vic gave in. "Fine," she said sadly, walking to the table and writing a check: "Use this to cash, and you'll have a thousand dollars." She handed him the check, two more tears falling.

He smiled, took the check, tucked it into his pocket, and turned back to her. He took her hand and gave her a deep French kiss. She responded, completely forgetting all her humiliation, her desire burning again.

The repairman picked her up, climbed the stairs to the master bedroom, and quickly stripped her of all her clothes, gazing at her beautiful body. Then, he removed his last few garments—a t-shirt, shoes, and socks—and lay down beside her. She thought: he was lying naked in her husband's bed, while she was using her husband's money to ask him to fuck her hard here.

He kissed her passionately, their bodies already intertwined. He kissed every part of her face, and these gestures only made this beautiful woman need him more. He nibbled on her ear, giving her a new kind of stimulation; his kisses moved to her neck and shoulders, but he spent the most time kissing her armpits. Her husband never kissed her face, ears, or armpits, and she was even more captivated by his elaborate and provocative teasing, her senses racing.

Finally, he reached her breasts, sucking and kneading them like an artist passionately admiring their work. He knew exactly how to stimulate a woman's breasts to arouse her; he bit her left breast in his mouth while his fingers played with her right. She experienced her third orgasm that morning, each more intense than the ones her husband had given her, and the repairman hadn't even touched her vulva yet.

Now, his mouth moved to her lower abdomen, his tongue lightly nibbling around her navel, while his chin rested against the upper edge of her densely forested delta. He reached her pubic hair, burying his face and fingers among the curly hair; her vagina released copious amounts of vaginal fluid, which splashed onto his face as he played with her pubic hair.

“Your pubic hair is truly beautiful,” he whispered. “It’s the most beautiful hole I’ve ever seen. Believe me, I’ve seen thousands.” “I suppose men like to shave or trim it, right?” she replied.

“Those guys aren’t real men, they’re just boys, they’re all shit, they’re all afraid of you, the real woman. I’ve never thought trimmed hair looked better than your natural hair.” He continued licking her, deftly slipping his tongue into her vulva, wolfing down her love juices, which had been flowing from her cunt ever since their first kiss.

“Your love juices taste so good!” he praised, inserting two fingers into her vagina to stimulate her G-spot, while his tongue attacked her clitoris. Her vulva attracted his attention more than her breasts, and during his half-hour licking, she had reached orgasm three or more times.

He got up and pressed himself against her, face to face, his huge, hard cock pressed against her lower abdomen. She wanted him inside her. "Fuck me now!" she cried.

"Don't rush, wash my face with your tongue first." His face was covered in her gushing fluid.

She happily licked and tasted her own salty, strongly scented fluid. "Now, fuck me... fuck me... pound me hard!" she moaned.

He looked down at her; she was incredibly beautiful. He wasn't exaggerating; he had indeed slept with thousands of women, including all sorts of beauties—movie stars, singers, international models, and so on—but they all paled in comparison to this 18-year-old's face and body. She looked so innocent and innocent, so pitiful, which aroused him even more. Just thinking about it made his penis harder.

He aimed his weapon at the entrance to Vic's lush garden, thrusting forward, his glans parting her dark pubic hair and penetrating her. On the first penetration, he only went in five inches, and Vic cried out in pleasure.

He tried to penetrate deeper, into the untouched virgin territory deep within her vagina. His thick penis forced its way through the resistance of her vaginal walls, reaching the very depths of her body. She climaxed again. He stopped there, enjoying the increasingly tight contractions of her vaginal muscles pressing against his glans.

Just as her climax subsided, he withdrew a few inches, then thrust in again and again… until his enormous member was completely inside her.

She almost instantly fell in love with the feeling, something she had never experienced before in her life. “Oh… fuck me! Fuck me hard! I can’t believe there’s a man with such a big cock like you,” she moaned, continuously feeling the impact.

His hard penis moved in and out, slowly at first, then faster at the end. Climax after climax nearly made her faint; she didn’t even know how many she had.

After a while, they changed positions; this time, he attacked her from behind. They had tried all sorts of positions, and now he had her on all fours in a doggy-style position for the final thrust.

"Oh... God! I don't think you can penetrate deep, but you can try," she moaned.

This position aroused him even more; looking at her beautiful buttocks, her lovely back, her beautiful black hair, and her two breasts hanging on her chest, all of this made his huge cock slam into her thick pubic hair, straight to the bottom of her vagina.

After about an hour of fucking, he also came. Harder than in her mouth, his cock rammed wildly inside her without restraint, like a beast catching its prey. Minutes later, she felt his semen spurt heavily hitting deep inside her, bringing her to another unimaginable orgasm.

They had exhausted all their strength and collapsed onto the bed; even though she was limp, she could still feel the size of his cock inside her vagina. As it finally withdrew, a large amount of semen mixed with her vaginal fluid flowed out; she thought the fluids alone could probably fill a spoon.

"Oh my god! Your semen has made a complete mess of my husband's bed." "Well, he doesn't know, so it's fine," the repairman said casually.

A wave of shame washed over Vic; she was hearing someone talk about her beloved husband in such a tone, but the desire still lingered within her, and the thought was fleeting.

His penis quickly regained its strength, and she gasped in surprise, thinking, "My poor husband Danny only gets it twice a week." "Oh! I wish we could make love all day long," she said.

"Of course!" he replied.

"But can you stay hard all day?"

He laughed. "Don't think of me like your useless husband. I'm telling you, you're having sex with a real man right now." He made her touch his penis, and to her surprise, even though he had ejaculated just ten minutes earlier, it was hard again. He looked into her eyes, which were filled with admiration and adoration, and they started again.

That afternoon, they did it again and again… she didn't know how many times. Even sixteen years later, she still remembered that the repairman ejaculated six times, and she had countless orgasms that day, maybe hundreds!

He left ten minutes before her husband came home, believing he had found a regular client. But Vic had an epiphany that night; she felt she shouldn't deceive her husband anymore.

The repairman called a few days later, his sexy voice making her genitals and whole body tremble. She wanted him more than anything else in the world, but in the end, she firmly refused him.

The following year, she gave birth to twins Connie and Steven.

She forced herself to ignore the fact that their birthday was sometime nine months after the day she slept with the repairman, simply praying that they were the seed planted inside her by her beloved Danny. But today, seeing her son's penis, she knew that the repairman, whose name she didn't even know, was their father.

[The End]

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