A couple of weeks ago I received a call from my daughter, who was very stressed out.

She was about to go on a trip with her husband and their son, and the person she’d hired to house-sit had canceled at the last minute. Although their house was over an hour’s drive away from mine, she asked if I could possibly fill in, since she had no one else to turn to.

Actually I didn’t really mind the idea, as her husband was quite well off and their house was pretty luxurious, with a small gym, a pool and a state-of-the-art entertainment center. Staying there would practically be a vacation for me. I concealed my enthusiasm, however, simply telling her that I would be glad to do her this favor, and wishing her a pleasant trip.

My first day at the house began uneventfully. I fed their pets, watered the plants and did other little routine chores, which took no time at all. I then hit their gym for a quick workout. I am a bit of a fitness nut, even at 56, and people constantly compliment me about how firm my body is and about what good shape I’m in.

After my workout I decided to go outside and enjoy the pool. It was then I realized that I hadn’t brought along a swimsuit. While there was a privacy fence around the property, I wasn’t nearly brazen enough to skinny dip, so I decided to borrow one of my daughter’s suits. However, all I could find were two-piece bikinis, and since my dimensions are bigger than hers, the suits didn’t cover all that much, especially when it came to my breasts. Ordinarily I would never have worn such a thing, but since I was alone I said the hell with it, and put on one of the suits. I then made myself a pitcher of margaritas and took it outside, kicking back on a lounger to enjoy the sun. After a few drinks I was so relaxed that I dozed off.

I’m not sure how long I lay there, but the sound of the front doorbell coming from inside the house brought me around. A little dazed from the alcohol, and from being suddenly awakened, I went to answer it.

The caller was a good-looking young man of about 19, who stared at me in slack-jawed wonder. When I asked him who he was, he came to his senses and said he was Al, a friend of my grandson Luke. I told him that Luke was on vacation with his family, and that I was his grandmother. When I said that he whistled and said he definitely wouldn’t have guessed that, as I looked much too young.

It was then I realized that I was still wearing nothing but my daughter’s tiny bikini, putting all my wares on display for a man young enough to be — well, my grandson. I looked around for something to cover up with, but nothing was close at hand. I then figured what the hell, he’d seen everything there was to see, and he obviously didn’t mind the view, so I relaxed and let things be.

Instead of leaving, Al then asked if he could use the pool, assuring me that the family allowed him to swim there all the time. I couldn’t see any reason why not, and told him to go ahead. We went back to the pool area, where I returned to my lounger while Al nonchalantly stripped down to his boxer shorts, revealing a lean, muscular body and nicely chiseled chest. I ogled him surreptitiously as he jumped into the pool.

He swam back and forth a few times, and sometimes when he passed close to where I was sitting he would make some kind of casual remark while checking me out. I don’t know if it was the drinks or the effect of the attention I was getting from this much younger man, but I found myself positioning myself in a subtly provocative manner, which I was sure did not go unnoticed.

After about half an hour Al emerged from the pool. His boxers clung to him tightly, and there was a very impressive bulge at his crotch. I was trying not to stare at it when Al said he had to go, but that if it was all right with me he would come back the next day to swim some more. I was already looking forward to it.

The next day, after doing my chores, I donned another of my daughter’s bikinis and again sat out by the pool. I was actually a little nervous as I thought about what might happen, but I couldn’t stop picturing that handsome hunk and hoping he would actually show up. This time I was awake when the doorbell rang, but deliberately didn’t bother to cover my scantily clad body as I went to answer it. Al’s appreciative grin when he saw me left no doubt of his reaction.

As he followed me through the house and outside, I glanced over my shoulder and saw his eyes riveted to my ass, which wasn’t really surprising, since I was giving it an extra little sway for his benefit. Once again I lay on my lounger as he quickly removed his clothing. This time he was wearing a pair of skin-tight swim trunks in place of his boxers, which made me suspect that his request to use the pool the day before had just been n excuse to hang around. The shorts definitively outlined his huge bulge, and I felt myself turned on at the mere sight of him. Of all the luxuries the house provided, I hadn’t expected a hung stud to be one of them.

I couldn’t keep my eyes off him as he propelled himself through the water; I was getting incredibly aroused just lying there, and would have fingered myself if I could have gotten away with it. And the way Al kept staring at me, it was obvious that his thoughts were running along the same lines, despite the difference in our ages.

It was only about 15 minutes this time before Al emerged, looking every inch an aquatic Adonis. He pulled up a chair and sat down close to me, his legs spread to give me an unrestricted view of his crotch. It took everything I had to keep from rubbing my legs together right in front of him. As we talked, I noticed his bulge getting bigger, and slowly creeping upward, until finally the plum-sized head of his circumcised cock poked out from the top of his trunks. I couldn’t help gasping at the sight.

Al looked down at himself, then grinned and said boldly, “Well, it looks like someone wants to come out and play.” And with that he stood up and dropped his trunks.

Again I couldn’t help but gasp at the huge hunk of man meat before me. I had seen a few cocks in my time, but this one was something else altogether. It was as thick as any I’d ever seen, and much longer than most. I wasn’t even thinking coherently as my hand moved toward it as if of its own accord. I wrapped my fingers around it as best I could, and began running them up and down its considerable length, thrilling at the hardness of it. I couldn’t imagine what sensations something so large would evoke when it was inside me, but I was pretty sure I was going to find out.

Al didn’t seem surprised at my actions, simply remarking breathlessly that I certainly knew what to do with one of those things. After I stroked him for a few moments, he put his hand behind my head and brought my mouth toward his straining member. I tried my best to take it in, but my jaw simply couldn’t stretch that much, and I could only manage to get the head and maybe two or three inches between my lips. Al didn’t seem to mind as I sucked as much of it as I could while running my tongue around the head.

I was salivating so much around this young stud’s meat that I could see the drool running down his shaft, and when I removed my mouth from it a little string of saliva stretched itself out between my lips and his purple head. I swiftly slurped it up and began eagerly licking up and down his pole.

Al took advantage of this break to put me on my back and position himself on top of me. He was so eager that he grabbed my bikini bottoms and tore them off, tossing them away. His raw hunger added further fuel to my already fiery lust.

Al ran his cock up and down over my already wet pussy several times before asking me if I was ready for him. Oh God, I’d been ready for him since the previous day, and I told him as much. The next thing I knew that massive head was parting my pussy lips and nudging its way into my body.

Despite how aroused I was, it wasn’t easy going due to his size, but this was a problem I could definitely get used to. Al wasn’t fazed by it either, as he eased himself in firmly inch by inch, slowly but surely conquering my territory with the mighty weapon between his legs. Not that I was fighting him; I was the willing recipient of his invasion, happy to give up everything I had to the occupying force of his lust.

Soon he was deeper inside me than any man had been before, but I kept urging him on until at last his mighty tool was lost from sight as our groins rubbed together. Being stretched so wide and so deep was a divine feeling. I locked my legs around his waist, making sure he didn’t get away, even if he had wanted to.

Al drew back only a little bit before thrusting his cock back in. As he did so he gave a little twist to his hips, which stimulated my pussy in a way I had never known before. But then, no cock had ever filled it so thoroughly before, so I guess it made sense. He repeated this motion several times, putting a little more length and a little more force into each thrust. The next thing I knew I was coming hard, my legs clutching him like a vise while my body twitched and trembled under his muscular frame.

When I finally came down from my orgasm, Al grinned at me, remarking that I certainly got off quickly, and telling me to get used to it, as he was going to make me come again.

Once more his hips began thrusting rhythmically as his colossal cock plunged in and out of me like a piston, his balls slapping against my ass as he eagerly pounded away. I might have been more experienced than my partner, but he was definitely teaching me a thing or two, mostly about what it was like to get fucked by a big dick.

Al lived up to his word, and I soon found myself coming even harder than before. This time my convulsions set him off as well, and I felt his cock swell and fill me with shot after shot of his hot seed, drenching my insides with his sperm until it seemed he would never stop.

When he finally finished spurting he lay there on top of me with his torso pressed against mine. A bit reluctantly, I released my leg lock and allowed him to pull away, his semi-flaccid cock making an audible pop as it slid out of my pussy.

I thought we were finished, at least temporarily, but Al then said there was something he had wanted to do since the first moment he saw me. He then undid my bikini top and pulled it off, allowing my tits to spill free. He immediately started fondling them, digging his fingers into the flesh. He told me I had the most outstanding rack he had ever seen as he continued to play with them as though it was his first time with a girl. Then, straddling my body, he placed his dick in the deep valley of my cleavage, wrapped my tits around it and began fucking them vigorously.

Now I’ve always had a big chest, and Al wasn’t the first guy to do this, but he was definitely the largest, and it seemed that with each thrust his revived cock just got bigger and bigger, until the head of it was bumping against my chin, something no other man had managed to do. Feeling this, I bent my head so I could lick it, and even give it a quick suck with each stroke, once more stretching my jaws to the limit.

After enjoying my cleavage for a while, Al declared that he was going to fuck me again. This time he had me get on my hands and knees as he maneuvered himself behind me. Once again his massive erection plowed its way into my body, this time from the rear. When it was buried, he leaned forward and clamped his hands over my tits, then whispered into my ear, asking if I was ready. When I told him yes, he began to fuck me — and when I say fuck, I mean fuck! He held nothing back as he pounded away like a jackhammer, clutching my tits as though holding on for dear life. Once again I experienced sensations I had never felt before. Not only was he taking me more powerfully than any man I’d ever known, but due to his size he was sending me places I didn’t know existed. I had several orgasms in a row, all of them so intense they literally knocked the wind out of me. I was finding out first-hand that it’s never too late to have the best sex of your life!

I still have no idea how long this went on; I only know I wanted it to last forever. Al seemed to have incredible staying power this second time, but even he had his limits, and finally he shouted out at the top of his lungs as he deposited another creamy load inside my spasming pussy. When he finally pulled out and released his hold on my tits, we collapsed onto the lounge chair with him on top of me, then rolled over to lie side by side as we gradually caught our breath.

As we gently stroked each other’s body, Al told me that no other woman had ever given him so much pleasure, and that I was the best lay ever. I figured he was just being gallant, but I was being absolutely truthful when I told him the feeling was mutual. He then asked me if I would like him to come around again the next day. You can imagine what my answer was.

So, for the rest of the week, my young lover and I fucked about as much as was humanly possible. I couldn’t get enough of his monster cock, and he never seemed to tire of my pussy, or any other part of me for that matter. I was sad when the week was over and my daughter returned from vacation. Fortunately, however, she and her family take a lot of trips, and I made a point of telling her that I would be happy to house-sit for her any time she went away in the future. She thanked me profusely, telling me she was very grateful for my kind and generous offer. Little does she know.