Once in a while I have an immense desire for young flesh.

Fortunately, I have been married for more than 20 years to an open-minded man who himself enjoys sexual variety. For many years we have invited various men and women to share our erotic experiences. We also swap mates with a few couples on occasion. We are both turned on by an extra person or persons in bed.

But a big thrill is a chance to take to bed a very young man, preferably in his early twenties — half my age. Adding to the excitement is a seductive route on which I prepare and seduce my victim. This happened not too long ago when Kevin, the 21-year-old son of one of my husband’s high-school buddies, visited us for a couple of weeks.

I was enamored of him at first sight, and planned the seduction. The next morning, after my husband left for work, I had breakfast with Kevin. I was dressed in a baby doll and a sheer houserobe that revealed more than it covered. More than once I let the robe fall partially open to show off my breasts. Later, when Kevin was in the guest room across from our bedroom, with both doors open, I nonchalantly got dressed, exposing more bare legs and some ass. I was at my exhibitionist best, and got very excited at being watched. Kevin left for the beach, but not before I got a glance at the tremendous bulge in his swimming trunks. I remained at home, horny and wet. I grabbed my vibrator and got off in minutes.

That night I told my husband about my plan to lay Kevin, and our fuck was wild. The next morning I felt myself moistening in anticipation as soon as I woke up. Again my husband left for work, and Kevin sat red-faced in his swimwear, too shy to look at me until I told him that I didn’t mind him doing so. I said I felt proud that I could still elicit glances from young men. With that, I took his hand and placed it on my breast. I was already so hot, and his touch inflamed my passion to such a pitch, that I just could not wait any longer. I had to have him. I got up and led him into the bedroom, stripped off his trunks, and asked him to fuck me.

Ah, that young, raw, animal instinct! He pounced on me and gave me a mighty, throbbing fuck. I was almost delirious from his delicious fury that reached every nerve cell in my body until I screamed in orgasmic delight, and I felt his powerful stream saturate my innermost reaches. I covered his guilty-looking face with reassuring kisses, turned him on his back, and kneeled over his huge, glistening cock. With the end of the bed cover, I cleaned off the love juices that seeped out between my pussy lips before I turned him over so that my sex was aligned conveniently with his face.

Kevin was inexperienced. He touched my ass cheeks, and I asked him to lick me. First tentatively and then with gusto, he complied while I worked on his meat. I was so randy I finally turned and impaled myself on his pole. I looked at his young face, then took his hands to my tits and rode him to another heavenly climax.

After a few days, he began to feel more open and comfortable with me and — under my guidance — learned about all the special treats for a woman. Finally, during his second and last week, I enjoyed both him and my husband for fantastic sex-à-trois.