The wildest week of sex in my life.

The wildest sex week of my life
mf,mff,mmf,teen,oral,anal,interrac,incest – everything

Ya, I know this is to wild to ever be true but it was fun to write and I hope you find it fun to read.


It was a snowy February day in Boston and I was on my way home from work. My office was on the North side of town out by the I-95 outer loop and I lived farther north in a fairly rural area or at least as rural as you can get in this part of the country. I had driven about 45 minutes, a trip that usually takes about 30. As I rounded a curve in the road, a new Mercedes slk coming in the other direction lost control on the slippery curve and slid off the road just in front of me. Where it went off the road was a fairly steep hill and the Mercedes rolled twice before striking some trees. It was a bad wreck.

I stopped the car and hurried over to the wreck. There was one person in the car. She was a woman in her mid 20’s. Even though the air bags worked, she was a mess. Her face was covered in blood, probably from the broken windshield. She was struggling to get out but was trapped. The car was on its side kind of wedged between two trees. I know that you are not supposed to move an injured person for fear on injuring them more but she was moving and I could see gas leaking from the mangled wreck onto the exhaust system and I was afraid there would be a fire so I took a rock and broke the drivers side door window, used the multi-tool that I carry in my pocket to cut her seat belts and pulled her out of the car. I dragged her about 50 feet and laid her down. I put my coat under her to keep her out of the snow as much as I could. I was right about the fire. Just then the Mercedes literally exploded in flames. The heat was almost enough to burn us at that distance. I made a 911 call to the police on my cell phone and they and an ambulance arrived in just a few minutes. The young woman had lapsed into unconsciousness. I’m not a doctor but she looked pretty bad. The ambulance took her to the closest hospital and I gave my report to the police and then continued home thinking how lucky I was not to have been involved in the wreck and hoping the woman would be OK.

It was about a week later when the phone rang. It was the hospital. They said that the young woman in the wreck had gotten my name from the police and would like to meet me. They told me that her name was Lisa Johnson and she was in room 205. I said I would be happy to stop in. I would try to do it tomorrow afternoon. I got to the hospital about 3 o’clock and went to the floor desk. The nurse on duty said Miss. Johnson was anxious to see me and I should go right in. It was a private room with a nice view. She was lying in the hospital bed with her eyes closed. I quietly said,” Miss Johnson?” thinking I would go back out if she did not answer. She turned her head and gave me a big smile and said “Hi”. She sure looked a lot better than the last time I saw her. I said, “Hi, my name is Paul.” “I know”, she said, “I found out all about you. You’re the guy who saved my life.” She had blond hair that came down to about her shoulders but I’ll bet in was not natural. She was very pretty. She reached out her hand and said, “Come here Paul I want to thank you.” I went over next to the hospital bed and she took my hand and just smiled up at me. We stayed there for a minute and did not say anything. Then she reached out with her other hand and took hold of my cock and balls through my pants. I guess I was surprised as I jumped back a little bit but she did not let go. She promptly took hold of the top of my zipper and pulled it down, reached into my briefs and took my manhood out. This attention was making it quickly grow from its normal flaccid state. She looked up and gave me an even bigger smile, pulled me closer to the side of the bed, rolled over on her side facing me and put my cock in her mouth. After just a couple movements back and forth with her head she had me fully hard and all the way into her throat. You could tell she had done this before. She took me out of her mouth and with both hands she undid my belt and slid my pants and shorts down to my knees. It was not an easy job getting my briefs over my now fully hard cock. Then she put one hand on my ass and pulled me back to her mouth swallowing me again in one motion. As she sucked hard on my dick she pulled me in with her hand. I was in heaven fucking her throat with my head back and my eyes closed. I started pumping my hips and I could feel my balls hitting her chin. Then her other hand was rubbing my balls and she heard me groan and felt my balls tightened as I approached my orgasm. It did not take long. I told her that I was coming but she didn’t stop. Just as I unloaded the largest load of cum that I had produced in years she stopped with just my cock head between her lips so all my hot sticky cum stayed in her mouth and did not go down her throat. I could feel my cock pulse five or six times filling her wonderful mouth.

After I stopped coming she stroked her head up and down on me a couple more times making some of my cum drip out of her mouth and down on her chin. Then she took me out and pulled my hand so I came down close to her face. She opened her mouth to show me my cum and then swallowed all of it. She pulled me even closer and gave me a big kiss on the lips and said, “Thank you, Paul”. I pulled my pants back on and collapsed in the chair.

Maybe, I should tell you a little about me now. I am a 50-year-old white male. I’m 6′ tall and weigh about 200#. I’ve stayed in pretty good shape and have been told that I am attractive. I have a seven-inch cock that is quite thick. I have always been proud of it. I was happily married for 30 years till I lost my wife about a year ago. When we were in our early twenties we did some swinging but she did not really enjoy it so we stopped. Later I had a couple short affairs. My wife said she would be ok with me “dating” if I wanted to but she did not want to know about it so I don’t know if you would call it cheating or not. “Just don’t find anyone that you want more than me!” I never did. I miss her.

Well, back to the story. Lisa and I talked for some time. I was right about her, she was in her mid 20’s. 24 to be exact. It turns out that she lived with her mother after her dad died in a plane crash. He had left them a lot of money but she worked here in Boston because she wanted to. They lived a couple miles from my house but had built a nice beach house on St Thomas Island in the Virgin Islands. She said that her mother was there now and that she had told her mother not to come back to Boston to see her as she was not hurt real bad and would come to the Island as soon as she was released from the hospital. Lisa asked me if I would like to come with her to the beach house for a little visit. With the nasty Boston winter weather and what Lisa had just done for me, I couldn’t say no – could I? She said she was getting out in a couple days and she would call me and let me know the arrangements. I went home still lost in what had just happened.

Lisa called and told me to meet her at the airport the next day. I arranged to get a week off from work and packed a bag. I met her where she told me to and she took me to her family’s private jet for the trip. I finally got a good look at Lisa. She was maybe 5’6″, 130#, 34 C on the top, very white complexion and very attractive but not a super model. As we flew, she rested her head on my shoulder and I put my arm around her. I brushed her hair and her cheek with my fingers. She took my other hand and put it on her breast. I looked at her and asked about the pilot. She said that he never looks back but it would not matter if he did. She then put her hand on my crotch and gave me a big kiss sliding her tongue into me mouth. Our tongues rubbed and went into each other’s mouths. She sucked hard on mine and I returned the action. She was wearing a short skirt even though it was near zero when we left Boston. I put my hand on her thigh and gently rubbed it. She parted her legs and I moved my hand up towards her pussy. I soon found that she was not wearing panties and that she had shaved totally. She was soaking wet and I mean wet. She had made a big wet spot on the cushion. I had never been with anyone who got that wet that fast. I ran my finger up between her pussy lips and found her clit. At my touch she moaned and kissed me even harder. I slid one then two fingers into her cunt. She was tight but so wet that it was easy. I finger fucked her for a couple minutes and she bucked her hips in time with my strokes. I decided that I wanted to return her favor so I stopped, folded up the seat arm between us and spread her legs wide. Then I dropped to the floor with my head between her legs. Her thighs were wet with her liquids and I licked them clean. She tasted wonderful. I worked my tongue up to her lips and slid it in between them and licked her hole. I could feel her whole body shake. She put her hands behind my head and guided me to her clit. I sucked and licked her clit and she pulled me tighter to her. I was having trouble breathing. In a very short time she had a very loud and very wet orgasm. She filled my mouth with almost as much of her cum as I had done to her in the hospital. I gladly drank every drop of her wonderful sweet nectar. I did not stop and by the time I did she had come twice more. They were also hard loud orgasms but not as wet. I got back up in the seat. She kissed me and licked her juices off my cheek. Then she fell asleep on my shoulder. We awoke as we landed. When the pilot came back to open the door he gave us a big smile.

What a difference in the weather. Here on St. Thomas it was sunny and 80. Wonderful. The pilot also drove the car. This one was a Mercedes sedan. I guess they liked Mercedes. I found out later that Lisa’s father had been a Mercedes dealer and they still owned the dealership. We arrived at a huge house on the beach. I bet it was 4000 square feet or more on a sandy beach with several decks overlooking the brilliant blue ocean framed by white sand and green palm trees.