I had a glass of wine when I got home. And ten minutes later, my phone beeped. I wondered who it would be; it was Jo.

She wrote, “Barry, my plan for tonight didn’t happen. I was hoping to spend the night with you; hopefully, it will happen soon. Fatma is interested in modelling for you.   

“She thinks you are gorgeous. Receiving your card made me so happy; I can meet you at 2 tomorrow afternoon for the boudoir lingerie modelling.

“I have a lot of hours, so I’ll take some of them tomorrow. Is two good for you? Thinking about you, love, Jo xx.”    

I replied, telling Jo that two was good for me; I knew Jo would look fantastic in the boudoir lingerie, and so would Fatma.   

My phone beeped again. It was from Ava, it read, “Barry, thank you so much for today. I had a wonderful day, you’re a very talented young man.

“Tonight I was at my machine. I was thinking about the head and face burka.   

“I’ve made you six in different colours, which will blend with most of the lingerie. If you want these burkas, I can bring them to your house at eight tomorrow morning on my way to the kindergarten.     

“Please let me know when the Spring collection arrives. I get wet every time I think of your magnificent cock, I’m still tingling. I loved the doggy style with you as you went so deep. Regards, Ava.”    

I thought, ‘What a brilliant idea! This could set off the boudoir lingerie.’

I replied, thanking Ava for thinking of this, and I would pay her for the burkas.

I also told her we’d do it doggy style before the next shoot, so she’d be so relaxed during it.   

Ava replied, saying she’d be there at eight and that a glass of wine and doggy style would relax her completely.    

It was now ten to eleven; I set my phone alarm for seven-forty-five, so I’d be there for Ava. I went and poured myself my last glass of wine for the day.

My phone beeped, and I was a little excited; I had a message from Di.    

“Hi Barry, I’m having a glass of wine before bed. I wanted to thank you for the lovely bottle of Champagne.

“It was the highlight of my birthday, and now I’ve all the peace of having the house to myself.   

“Your website is excellent, I love it; I should get you to take some pictures of me. I also see that you’re looking for mature models for boudoir lingerie.   

“I could do that easily, but I couldn’t show my face. If you’d like to chat, feel free to call me on WhatsApp. If I don’t hear from you tonight, I’ll be in touch to chat. Thanks again for the Champagne, Di.”    

I replied immediately, “Great to hear from you, Di, I’m still up too and having a glass of wine. You have the body of a lingerie model. Why don’t I call you on WhatsApp so we can see each other as we chat? Cheers, Barry.”    

Twenty seconds later, my phone rang. I was now having a cam chat with Di.

Di looked stunning in a babydoll negligee; her massive breasts were swinging as she angled herself to the lens of her phone camera.   

The way she moved and the poses she got into told me she’d done this before.

I should ask Suzy about negligees, as the one Di was wearing was boudoir lingerie.   

I said, “What a delightful surprise, Di, you look stunning in your negligee. I can’t be on long as I’ve a meeting at eight tomorrow morning. I’m happy that you contacted me.”    

Di gave a suggestive push of her massive breasts towards her phone lens; her nipples were rock hard.

Di said, “I was so happy when you gave me the bottle of Champagne, and then as we were leaving, you gave me your business card. I thought, what a lovely young man.   

“Barry, would you do something for me as I put this negligee on specially for you? Would you remove your polo shirt? I’d love to see your firm body.

“If you do that, I’ll show you more of mine. I hope you like my voluptuous body, and seeing it gives you some pleasure?”    

I knew where this was going. Di wanted online sex with me, but that wasn’t for me as I wanted to pump my spunk deep inside her cunt.

Her negligee was crotchless; twice I’d seen her smooth and swollen vulva, her thick cunt flaps glistening. She was wet.    

As I removed my polo shirt, I tightened my chest muscles and said, “Di, your body is so pleasing to the eye. I love your big milkers, are they FF cup?”    

Di fondled her massive left breast, her thumb and index finger squeezing her hard nipple. She said, “Bigger than that, if I wear an FF bra, my tits will spill out of the bra.”    

I laughed and said, “I need you to model for me in a lingerie shoot. Tits spilling out of bras sell lingerie. When can you come to my studio?”    

Di thought for a moment and said, “I can come anytime for a bit of fun, but you would only wear your boxer shorts, as I have a fantasy about being with a younger man with a firm body like yours.  

“I can’t let you take pictures of my face as that would be too risky for me; you can photograph the rest of my body.”    

“Di, can you come to my studio at nine tomorrow morning? I’d love to do a boudoir lingerie shoot with you. I have a head-and-face burka you can wear to hide your face. I take it you’re Italian, your dark skin makes you look like a Muslim woman. Would you be happy to model for me with your face covered?”    

“Barry, my mother was Italian, my father was Turkish, and they brought me up as a Muslim. We lived in Istanbul, and my parents divorced when I was sixteen.   

“My mother’s father had an Italian restaurant in Manchester, and we moved to Manchester, where I met Peter.

“I was in Istanbul three months ago for my father’s sixty-fifth birthday. I have a full silk burka I can wear to give some authenticity to my being a Muslim; it’s tight for a burka and makes my breasts stand out.”    

I replied, “That would be good, Di. Can you come tomorrow morning at nine to my studio? Have you ever been with a younger man?”    

Di smiled; she was still fondling her breast and said, “I’ll be there at nine. I’ve never been with a younger man. Peter is the only man I’ve had.

“Out of desperation, I’ve had online sex with a couple of younger guys.   

“My marriage is a sham. I was a trophy wife, a beautiful, voluptuous woman. Peter was a customer at my father’s restaurant.

“I was working as a waitress, he asked me out, and one thing led to another.  

“He bought me beautiful clothes, and I enjoy these expensive hotels. He’s a selfish lover; he only thinks of himself. He adores my breasts. If he sees and plays with them, he cums.    

“We had a huge wedding, he’s a wealthy man, and his business has grown financially. I’m secure, but I lack many things.   

“In the years we’ve been together, he’s never once given me an orgasm. We’ve not had sex for over four years. A big question: Do you like my body?”    

Di looked so sexy, I stood up and said, “Di, I like you as a person, there’s a kindness about you and an unselfish interest in others which I don’t think Peter or Paul have in their makeup.   

“Your beautiful body arouses and excites me. I’m looking forward to seeing you tomorrow morning. Can I ask you one question before I go? Do I make you wet?”    

In the most sensual way imaginable, Di moved her right hand to her gorgeous cunt. She spread her thick pink flaps and slid three fingers inside her wet cunt as her thumb worked her huge clit.   

Di said, “Barry, over four years ago, when Peter and I were a little active, I mean, once every two months, I had to go to the doctor because of my vaginal dryness. You made me wet in the restaurant tonight and again here tonight.   

“I’m so looking forward to tomorrow morning. You have Peter and Paul summed up to perfection.”    

As Di finished her sentence, I pulled down my boxers, and my massive cock sprang out; it looked so powerful.

I said, “Di, I’m so happy I make you wet. You make me so hard, do you like my dick?”    

I heard Di gasp. She said, “You are so big, I can’t believe the size. You’ll need to make me so wet before you go inside me.

“I wish you were with me now, Barry. See you tomorrow, and thank you for giving me a wonderful birthday.”    

I fell asleep thinking tomorrow was going to be a busy day, with Di in the morning.

I was looking forward to having her, a sexually frustrated mature woman whose body oozed sexuality, whom I believed had never experienced love from her husband.

I was sure that if I gave her love, she’d give me so much more in return.    

Cathy looked so good tonight; I was sure she was attracted to me.

I wouldn’t rush things with her, though. I was sure she’d get so aroused modelling the boudoir lingerie.

All of them would look fantastic in the cupless and crotchless teddies.    

I woke at seven, showed myself and then started my breakfast.

I had a message from Cathy; it read:

“Dear Barry, what a surprise seeing you, Mum, and Fatma in the Taj, you made Di’s birthday. When Peter and Paul left, she was so relaxed that in the taxi home, she said she’d had a great birthday.   

“Mum is so excited about the boudoir shoot this afternoon; I’m writing to ask what a good time is for me to come this evening?

“Will you be finished with Mum by seven? If that’s good, I’ll tell Mum I’m seeing Paul tonight. Let me know if that’s good, and I’ll see you at seven. Cathy.”    

I replied, saying that seven would be great. I also explained that the boudoir lingerie modelling was bordering on the erotic, and she’d have to do some very suggestive poses.   

I smiled when I read her reply: “Barry, I get very horny when I pose seductively. Let it be our secret. Don’t tell Mum, Cathy x.”    

Ava arrived at eight. In her working clothes, she looked gorgeous. She had quite a large plastic bag.

She said, “Barry, along with the six face burkas, I’ve also given you three full burkas. I’ve washed and ironed them so you can use them if the colour suits the model.”    

We kissed so lovingly. Ava was going to get a bonus when we did the Spring collection. I told her I’d let her know as soon as the Spring collection lingerie arrived.

I sent Jo a message asking her to remember the lube.   

I then set everything out for Di’s shoot. This shoot was something I had been eagerly anticipating.

I decided that was the way to go; it would relax her, and I doubted whether Peter ever gave her much affection.    

Di arrived at nine; she looked stunning. She was carrying an overnight bag, which I took from her and brought into the studio.  

I took her in my arms. Our mouths met and opened spontaneously, our tongues dancing in each other’s mouths.

The kiss was full of passion; I fondled her massive, juicy breasts, and her nipples were rock hard.    

I knew she was ready for me. Her hand was caressing my stiff cock.

I said, “Di, I would like to make love to you. It will relax you before we start the shoot. Will you help me make my bed after we’ve used it, as we’ll need it for the boudoir pictures?”    

Di smiled and said, “Barry, I fell asleep thinking about you. I woke up thinking about you. Let’s do what you suggest.”

“I’m so nervous, please excuse me if I cum a lot.”    

I was only wearing my boxers. I took Di into my bedroom; she was naked in seconds. I spread a large bath towel on top of the bed.  

Di said, “Barry, sit on the edge of the bed. I’ll kneel in front of you and get you so hard. It’s so big. Peter’s cock is four and a half inches long; the middle finger of your hand is the same length.   

“It’s maybe a little thicker, but not much. Let me take the pre-cum away from your slit.

“Barry, there’s a two-and-a-half-inch gap between the tip of my thumb and the tip of my middle finger. You have an adorable, big, fat dick.”    

Di’s tongue removed the pre-cum so gently. Her tongue was running up and down the length of my shaft; her total concentration was on giving me pleasure.   

She took the bulbous head of my cock into her mouth, and bit by bit she was taking more. She now had two-thirds of my cock in her mouth. Relaxing her throat muscles allowed my cock to enter her throat.   

I felt the head of my cock hitting the soft walls of her throat, then I felt the warmth of her lips around the base of my cock. Di was deep-throating me, and she was so good at it.    

Di’s naked body was gorgeous. As a model, she would be fantastic. I said, “Di, if we have a relationship, and I would love to have one with you, I want it to be a two-way street, so please lie on top of the towel so we can kiss and cuddle and explore each other’s bodies. Your body is beautiful; just looking at it makes me stiff.”    

Di kissed me lovingly, then lay on top of the towel. We kissed and cuddled for several minutes.

I sucked on Di’s massive, hard left nipple; she was purring with pleasure.   

I soon realised that she loved having her big milkers sucked and played with.

Di was doing her bit as she fondled my heavy balls. I wasn’t rushing anything. The slower I went, the more pleasure I was giving Di.   

As I sucked her hard nipple, my hand went south over her flat stomach as my fingertips approached her vulva.

Di spread her thighs, giving me easy access to her honeypot.   

My middle finger felt her huge, hooded clit. I slid my finger inside her throbbing cunt.

She was wet. I used some of her cunt juice to lube her clit, and I teased her clit for a couple of minutes.  

I said, “Di, I want you to lie back and enjoy what I’m going to do to you. I’ll make you cum so you are nice and wet for me. I want you to tell me whether you want me to take you or if you want to take me. I’m going to give you such an orgasm now. Please lie back and enjoy.”    

I went down on Di’s gorgeous cunt and spread her thick cunt flaps open; she was so wet.

I started nibbling close to her hard clit. I would stay away from that until later, then she’d enjoy what I was doing to her.   

I nibbled up and down her left flap, then her right flap; I fingered her cunt with three fingers. I felt her twitch twice with micro-orgasms.

Her cunt juice tasted delicious.  

Di was now pushing her cunt against my mouth; she was loving what I was doing to her.    

I teased her huge clit with my tongue and then wrapped my lips around it.

It was like a small cock in my mouth, and as I started sucking on it, Di cried out, “Barry, that’s so good, you’re the first man to give me oral. Please don’t stop, it’s so good, you’re going to make me cum.”    

I continued sucking her clit and loved how her face was glowing with a look of pure pleasure.

I felt sure Di had never experienced oral before. A minute later, Di had a body-shaking orgasm; her whole body was trembling.   

I kept on sucking. Di needed this. My mouth was full of her delicious cum; there was so much cum I had to swallow some.

I knew from Di’s body motions she’d never experienced this before.    

As she calmed down, I came off her. We looked each other in the eye. Di said, “What a beautiful, loving thing you’ve done to me. I’ve never experienced this before in my life. Barry, you’re a dream.”    

I couldn’t say anything as my mouth was full of Di’s creamy spunk.

I stuck my tongue out, and there was a massive blob of Di’s cum on it.  

Our lips met, and we cum kissed lovingly for several minutes.

Di had transferred and swallowed a lot of her cum, as I had done. I said, “Di, your cum is delicious.”    

“It’s the first time I’ve tasted it, it’s sweeter than I thought it would be. Thank you for doing that for me. You gave me a marvellous orgasm.”    

I slipped two fingers deep inside Di’s dripping pussy.

I said suggestively, “Di, your gorgeous cunt is so wet and so tight. Are you ready for my cock now?”    

“Barry, I’ve only had sex in the missionary position, that’s the way Peter always did it. He’d play with my tits, I’d suck his cock, then he’d get on top of me. It was always the same routine. For our first time, will you take me in the missionary position?”    

“Of course I will. Lie back again, Di, and enjoy.”    

I climbed on top of her; her legs were spread wide. I positioned my bulbous head between her pussy and nuzzled it inside her.   

I was amazed at how wet she was.

She’d taken my full length easily with the first push, and as I got a rhythm going, Di had now folded her legs, and they were under my chest.   

Di was breathing much harder now, and both our hips were moving in unison.   

Di said, “Barry, this is so good, you’re so big I feel stretched, but it feels so comfortable. Can you feel the head of your cock hit my cervix? The thick shaft of your cock is stimulating my clit as you ride me. What a ride you’re giving me, keep going. I’m sure I’m going to have multiple orgasms.”    

For the next ten minutes, I pounded her gorgeous cunt.

She was tightening her strong cunt muscles at the right time. If I were giving her a delightful ride, she was giving me a great ride.   

As I rode her, my left hand was fondling her massive breasts, and the fingers of my right hand were caressing her huge clit.

Di had twitched severely from nowhere, and we both climaxed within seconds of each other.  

Di cried out, “What a feeling to feel you pump your cum against my cervix, I’ve never felt that before. I’m glad we’ve done this as I feel so relaxed now. Barry, you make me feel so happy.”    

I was glad we’d done it too, as Di was now glowing all over. We showered, then started the shoot.

Di posed in her silk full burka.

I’d given her a quarter-cup bra, which pushed her tits up amazingly; the pictures I took of her in the silk burka were excellent.    

Then we used Ava’s head burka for the shoot. Di was a natural model; she was so relaxed when she posed, and I would take the pictures.   

Di flirted a lot with me, and we chatted about many things.

It was one of the most relaxed shoots I’d ever done, and the pictures were incredible.    

She spoke of Peter; she had no respect for him. Peter saw Di as a trophy wife.

She had a presence about her, and they often ate out. She felt she was being paraded beside him to boost his ego.  

She told me that Paul was so similar to his father. I thought that too. I was sure that Paul was only into selfish sex like his father.    

We finished the shoot, and I asked Di if she’d model the Spring Collection. She looked at me, then said, “Barry, I’ll do anything for you. I want to visit you often.”    

I then told her I’d see her as often as I could, but I couldn’t be with her exclusively.

She accepted this and said, “Barry, I get lonely at night. I enjoyed our chat last night. Can we keep in touch through that?”    

I agreed, and then I gave her £150 for the shoot. She wouldn’t accept it, and her parting words were, “You can pay me with your dick.”    

Di’s pictures were edited, and I sent them to Suzy. I told her I’d have another two shoots by tonight and asked if they had a selection of negligees.

I made my lunch and thought about how good Jo would look in the boudoir lingerie.     

Suzy replied, “Dear Barry, what wonderful pictures, it is excellent, the different colours of burka you are using, and they match the lingerie.

“Yes, we do negligees. I will send you some samples. We do only a summer and winter collection, but we also have boudoir negligees.  

“We introduce a new collection every year. I will send that to you as well. Do you have a busty model in her sixties?

“If you have, please take some photos and send her the pictures for the Spring collection and the boudoir lingerie collection. Thank you again for your great work. Kind regards, Suzy.”    

Jo arrived at two. I had changed the towel on top of the bed. Jo went straight into the bedroom and stripped. I saw a butt plug sticking out of her butt.   

She smiled and said, “Fatma is going to either call you or message you later this afternoon. She lent me one of her butt plugs.”

“Fatma is into anal, so I am going to get one as it felt so good as I walked here with it in. Let me make you hard, then you can relax me.”    

Jo went down on me. Just looking at her naked body made me hard. I fingered Jo’s pussy as she gobbled me.

The way she was massaging my heavy balls was a real turn-on.   

She said, “Barry, you’re nice and hard now. How do you want to ass fuck me, doggy style or reverse cowgirl?”    

I smiled and said, “Any way you want, Jo. I can go deeper with doggy style?”    

Jo kissed me and said, “Let’s do it doggy style.”    

Jo lubed my cock, then got on all fours with her butt at the bottom of the bed.

I went behind her, placed the bulbous head of my cock on her butt ring and pushed ever so gently.   

She was so well-lubed that my full length easily slid deep inside her tight ass.    

Jo said, “Barry, the head of your cock is stimulating my G-spot; it feels incredible. Darling, get a rhythm going and give me a good fucking, I need it so much.”    

Ten minutes later, Jo had her third vaginal orgasm; every orgasm she had, her body shook uncontrollably.

As she shook, I continued to pound her ass, and she loved it.   

I pulled out, and Jo collapsed on top of the towel, still trembling as I lay beside her and took her in my arms.

I said, “Did you enjoy that? Those were three powerful orgasms you had.”    

Jo kissed me so lovingly and said, “I love your monster cock, Barry. At work, I think of it and get wet. I love it in my mouth, I adore it in my pussy, and it feels so good when it’s deep inside my ass.”    

We kissed again, then Jo said, “I’d better use the bidet as my cum will run down my legs when you take the photos.”    

I showed Jo the boudoir lingerie; she told me it looked so hot. She liked the different colours of the burka head and face.

Then, I showed her Di’s silk burka and gave her a quarter-cup bra to wear under it.   

Her massive breasts looked gorgeous under the silk burqa. Jo was glowing and so relaxed.

I had fucked Ava, Di, and now Jo before the shoot, and all three of them were so relaxed while they modelled.    

The shoot just flowed. Jo looked so sexy in every garment she wore. The shoot finished at four-thirty.

Jo took me in her arms and said, “Barry, I’d love it if you took me into the kitchen and bent me over the kitchen table and fucked my hungry pussy doggy style.”    

Jo left at a quarter past five. I had a quick shower and changed the towel on the bed.

I wondered if I’d fuck Cathy on the same bed as I’d fucked her Mum a few hours before?   

I made myself something to eat, then started editing Jo’s pictures. The quality of Jo and Di’s pictures was incredible.

They all looked so natural, and the pictures needed little editing.    

My phone beeped. It was Cathy; she wrote, “Mum’s home, do you want me to come now? Mum says the boudoir lingerie is very sexy. I’m looking forward to the shoot, Cathy x.”    

I replied, “Cathy, can you make it at six as I’m still editing Jo’s pictures. Looking forward to seeing you, Barry x.”    

Cathy replied with a thumbs-up smiley. I continued with the editing, and my phone beeped again.   

I had a message from Fatma: “Dear Barry, I enjoyed meeting you so much. What a lovely evening we had, and thanks for giving me your card. Yes, I’d love to model for you. 

“I’ve just spoken with Jo, who told me that the boudoir lingerie is very erotic. She’s also told me about your colour-matching burka head and face masks, which sounds like a good idea.   

“I have a very sexy, silk, pink full burka that I could wear for my initial picture. I’ll bring it with me.

“Is tomorrow at twelve-thirty good for you, as I finish at noon tomorrow? Look forward to hearing from you. Regards, Fatma.”    

I replied, saying twelve thirty would be good. I finished editing Jo’s work and sent it off to Suzy.

My doorbell rang, and I knew it would be Cathy. I opened the door, and she looked gorgeous.   

I took her in my arms and hugged her and said, “Hi Cathy, you’re looking gorgeous. Is that a new perfume you’re wearing? It’s a lovely smell.”    

Cathy was pulling me closer to her. I felt the weight of her massive breasts on my chest.

She said, “It is, I love the smell too. It’s not overpowering. Barry, I’m nervous today, though I’m excited to be modelling the boudoir lingerie.”    

“Cathy, you must be relaxed, as I can take better pictures when you’re in a relaxed mood. Would you like a glass of wine, that might help?”    

Cathy smiled and said, “Barry, you’re so thoughtful, I’d love a glass of wine.”    

I went into the kitchen and got two glasses of wine. Cathy had gone into the studio and was looking at the boudoir lingerie.

Cathy smiled as she took the wine and said, “I love the cup less and crotchless Teddy. I’ll need two glasses before I can model that.”    

I laughed and said, “If that’s what it takes, then we’ll do it. Your beautiful big breasts will make that come alive. Are you wearing the quarter-cup bra? I loved how you looked at the Taj with it on.”    

“Barry, I’m wearing it now; it’s my favourite bra. It’s so comfortable.”    

“That’s great. I have more coming, so I’ll save some for you. I was thinking if you keep the bra on and put on the silk full burka, as the boudoir lingerie is aimed at the Muslim market.

“Wear one of the coloured burka head and face masks when we do the shoot, then I’ll be able to take more erotic poses.”    

Cathy stripped completely but kept her bra on. As she took off her G-string, she said, “I’d better take this off as my pussy gets so wet when I pose.”    

As she put on the silk burka, I said, “There’s nothing wrong with a wet pussy, the wetter you are, the more relaxed you are.”    

Cathy’s massive breasts looked gorgeous in the silk burka. I took several excellent pictures.

Her glass was empty, so I refilled it. She thanked me and said, “Do you want me to pose in the teddy now?”    

“Cathy, we’ll do it, don’t be scared. You must pose with your body, make sure the silk self-supporting stockings match the teddy and the head and face burka. I’ll make sure everything’s good.”    

Cathy looked so sexy in the harness.

I said, “Cathy, you look so good. Push your big milkers out, squeeze your nipples and make them harder. You’re making your nipples so suckable. Do you like your nipples sucked?”    

“That doesn’t happen very often, they get felt but hardly ever sucked, which is a pity as my nipples are so sensitive.”    

“Cathy, is your pussy wet?”    

“Barry, it’s always wet. Why do you ask?”    

“Cathy, do you trust me?”    

“Yes, I feel very comfortable around you, Barry. What do you want me to do?”    

“Nothing, I’ll do it. When you squeezed your nipples, you gave them a dry look. I’m going to give them a moist look now. Trust me, Cathy, this will work. When I walk over to you, spread your legs.”    

I went over to Cathy, and she’d spread her legs, giving me unrestricted access to her gorgeous cunt.

I spread her cunt flaps open. Out popped a huge, hooded clit, the same size as her Mum’s.   

I slipped two fingers deep inside her wet cunt. Cathy gasped.

I said, “Cathy, you’re so wet and you’ve a lovely tight cunt, let me make it a little wetter for you. If you feel uncomfortable, then let me know.”    

I was gently finger-fucking her with two fingers as my thumb was stimulating her big, hard clit. Cathy was pushing her pussy hard against my fingers.

I whispered, “Cathy, do you like my fingers deep inside you? I can give you another finger? Would you like me to make you cum?”    

“Barry, that feels so good. I’d love another finger, I’d love you to make me cum. I’m so close to it now. The deeper your fingers are inside me, the better it is. Please make me cum.”    

I took Cathy in my arms. We tongue-kissed lovingly for the first time, and we kissed for a couple of minutes.

I said, “Cathy, take off the teddy and the holdups, let’s do this properly. We’ll go to the bedroom and do this in comfort.”    

Cathy had the Teddy and holdups off in seconds. I led her to the bedroom and placed a large towel on top of the bed.   

I said, “Cathy, you look so beautiful, I’d better get naked too. Looking at you makes my cock so stiff.”   

I pulled off my boxers, and my monster cock was standing at attention.

Cathy gasped when she saw it and said, “Barry, it’s so big, I’ve never seen one as big and as thick. May I touch him?”    

I nodded, then Cathy said, “OK, please sit on the edge of the bed, your balls are heavy, let me massage them for you.”    

I sat in the same position as I’d sat when Di went down on me, and Cathy looked at me.

She said, “Barry, I don’t know how much of your cock I’ll be able to take, you’re so big. Paul’s cock is so small I can easily take him in my mouth. I’ll do my best for you.”       

Cathy now had my bulbous head in her mouth; she was slowly taking more into her mouth.

I thought of how her Mum could deep throat me; I wondered what it would be like having Jo and Cathy in a threesome?    

Cathy now had two-thirds of my cock in her mouth. She came off me.

She said, “Barry, you are so big, I’m struggling to get any more in. I’ll Google it, then I’ll be able to give you a perfect blowjob.”    

I had lifted Cathy and sat her on my knee; we kissed lovingly as I fondled her massive breasts.

I said, “Cathy, you must relax and angle your throat. Next time I’ll show you how to do it, but now I want you to lie on top of the towel with your legs spread as I want to make you nice and wet.”    

Cathy had an apprehensive look on her face; however, she lay on top of the towel and spread her legs.

I said, “Cathy, you’ve a beautiful body, I want you to lie back and enjoy what I’m going to do to you. If you’re not comfortable with what I’m doing, tell me and I’ll stop immediately. I’ll start now. You’ve a gorgeous cunt, you’re so wet. Do you like it when I slide my fingers deep inside you?”    

“Barry, you’re so gentle with me. I love it when you finger my cunt. Earlier, when your thumb stimulated my clit as you finger-fucked me, you gave me so much pleasure. Please don’t stop, you’re going to make me cum.”    

Cathy couldn’t believe it when I went down on her. I spread her cunt flaps open, and out popped an enormous, hooded clit.

Seeing it so close, she was so like her Mum; she gasped when I teased it with my tongue, then nibbled up and down her left cunt flap.    

I then nibbled on her right flap as two of my fingers finger-fucked her so gently.

Cathy said, “Barry, you’re the first person to go down on my pussy. I’ve had a couple of small orgasms, but there’s a big one coming. Will you teach me about sex, as Paul is not adventurous and does nothing exciting?”    

I didn’t reply as I was now sucking her huge clit, but I nodded my head in agreement. Cathy was now riding my mouth with her pussy.

I knew she was close then, as I felt her warm, creamy spunk in my mouth.

She cried out, “I’m fucking cumming. This is incredible, I never imagined this could be so good.”    

Cathy’s orgasm was gigantic, her whole body was shaking. There was so much cum in my mouth I had to swallow some, but I still had a mouthful of her delicious cum.  

Cathy was looking at me. She was glowing. “Barry, you’re the first man to give me an orgasm. What a wonderful experience, thank you.”    

I didn’t reply, just stuck my tongue out, showing her the enormous blob of her cum that was on my tongue.

She pulled me close, and we kissed lovingly for several minutes.   

Cathy’s cum tasted so similar to her Mum’s. I was glad I’d sent that message to Jo asking her to model for me; my life was changing.    

We had both swallowed a lot of Cathy’s cum, and Cathy surprised me.

She said, “Barry, thank you for doing that. It was lovely. I would love it if you made love to me. I’ve only done it in the missionary position, and I’d like to try it another way. What would you suggest?”    

“Cathy, you look so beautiful. I want to look at you as we do it. The best way to do this is for you to go on top in the cowgirl position, which also allows you to control things. Do things slowly to begin with. Once you know you can take my cock, then we can do exciting things. Just looking at your beautiful body makes me hard.”    

Cathy then squatted over me. I told her to rub the head of my cock up and down just inside her cunt flaps to lube the head of my cock before she pushed down on it to tease her hard clit with it.    

Before she pushed down, Cathy leaned down and kissed me so affectionately.

She said, “Barry, thank you for being so caring with me. If there’s anything that I can do better for you, then let me know. I’m so excited knowing that I’m going to have your monster cock inside me.”    

Cathy then pushed down; she was so wet she took my full length easily. I felt the warmth of her hot cunt, then the head of my cock hitting her cervix.

Cathy gasped, then raised herself to the head of my cock, then pushed down again.   

Soon she had a great tempo going. Her Mum’s cunt muscles were stronger. I said, “Cathy, how is it for you, do you have any discomfort?”    

“Barry, it’s an amazing sensation, my cunt feels stretched, but it feels so comfortable. The head of your cock is stimulating my cervix, what a feeling that is. When I arch my hips, the thick shaft of your cock is stimulating my clit. I’ve never had sensations like this in my life before, but how is it for you?”    

I pulled her down and kissed her and said, “Cathy, this is one you’ve got to practice. Do you have a dildo at home?”    

“Mum’s got a few, she’s got a huge one, but it’s not as big as your cock. That’s the one I prefer.”    

I thought, excellent, they share dildos, soon they’ll be sharing my cock.

I said, “Cathy, your pussy is now at the base of my cock. Tighten your cunt muscles around my cock, that’s it, now raise yourself to the head of my cock.   

“Now tighten your cunt muscles again, beautiful. Now, at the head and base, tighten your cunt muscles as you ride me.

“Use your Mum’s dildo at home and in no time at all your cunt muscles will be so strong. Does your Mum use Kegel balls?”    

Cathy soon had it down to a fine art; it felt so good.

She said, “Barry, thank you for telling me how to do this; it feels great to me and makes me feel I’m doing something for you. Mum has Kegel balls and exercises often with them. Should I exercise with them also?”    

I told her to do that. Cathy’s body had twitched several times, then she had a body-shaking orgasm.

I took over and started pounding her pussy from below; it took her over two minutes to compose herself.   

She collapsed on top of me, and we kissed lovingly.

Cathy said, “Barry, God knows how many orgasms I’ve had, but it’s been a lot. You’ve given me the best sex I’ve ever had. How can I see you regularly?”    

“Cathy, we still have the shoot to do. You can’t have me exclusively, but I’m here for you whenever you need good, stress-free, uncomplicated sex. I’d love for you and your Mum to model for me, and we’ll be doing a lot more shoots soon. Are you OK with this?”    

She didn’t answer immediately. She kissed me with so much feeling, then said, “Will it be possible for us to spend the night together occasionally?”    

“Cathy, I’d love that, but how will we get away with it?”    

Cathy smiled and said, “It’ll be difficult. I’ll tell Mum I’m staying with Paul, though that could be a problem as I don’t want to see him again. Barry, you’ve shown me love; Paul used me for his gratification, just as his father treats his mother. I haven’t heard a word from Paul, and that’s not good.”    

I kissed Cathy as I fondled her massive breasts.

I said, “Cathy, I noticed at the Taj that Paul didn’t give you a goodbye kiss, and his father didn’t give Di one, which told me a lot. Please be honest with your Mum, as she’ll be honest with you.”    

“It’s Mum’s birthday on Sunday, so I’m going to use my modelling money to take her out for dinner.”    

“Cathy, thanks for telling me this. Let’s plan something special for her, but now let’s get the shoot finished.”    

It was terrific; Cathy was incredibly relaxed, and the pictures turned out fantastic. She looked so natural and sexy.

Halfway through the shoot, I said, “These pictures are excellent, you’re so relaxed. From now on, before every shoot, we’re going to make love.”    

Cathy laughed and said, “After the shoot, can we do it again as a reward?”    

“Of course, and I’m looking forward to that. I’m going to take you doggy style over the kitchen table.”    

That’s precisely what we did; Cathy had three orgasms, and I had one. Cathy left at ten to ten. She was glowing, her parting words were, “I’ll use Mum’s dildo and Kegel balls to strengthen my pussy muscles. Barry, this has been the best night of my life. I feel as though my feet are on solid ground now.”    

I edited Cathy’s pictures; all three of my models today gave me fantastic pictures. It was ten to eleven when Di came on WhatsApp cam chat.   

She looked so sexy in tonight’s negligee. As we chatted, I asked if she had heard from Peter.

She’d heard nothing, and she didn’t care. She said I looked tired; I told her I’d had a long and tiring day.     

I then said, “Di, I need a sixty-odd-year-old dark-skinned busty woman for the boudoir lingerie collection. Do you know anyone who could help me?”    

“Do you want someone as busty as me? Her body is stunning for her age. I can guarantee that she’ll give you very sexy pictures. Are you interested?”    

“Di, this sounds great. When can I meet her?”    

“Are you free tomorrow night?”    

“Yes, I can be free.”    

“Great, I’ll pick you up at seven, I’m taking you for dinner, and you’ll eat the best Italian food you’ve ever tasted, and I’m staying over with you tomorrow night. I want fucked to be senseless. I’ll introduce you to my Mum, Gina, who will model for you, and I’m sure she’ll want your dick too.”