'Never shit on your own doorstep, ' how many times have I heard that saying? I don't think one actually intends to do so but inevitably it happens. This happened to me, after over ten years living next door to Marge and Reg.

It all started with Reg having to fly east to his brother's funeral. He asked me to drop him off at the airport, which I did, and promised to pick him up when he returned in three days.

That evening late I had a knock on the front door and when I opened it in staggered a drunken Marge. I always thought she was a non-drinker, but seeing her in this state was something new to me. She was no spring chicken either, in her early sixties, but still in good health. She was well-known for being a fusspot and I have been told she did everything for her children before they left home. Even now she goes shopping for them. Marge and Reg appeared to be a happily married couple; Marge was always seen with a broom in her hand, brushing up leaves and any mess Reg made while he was working.

Now here she was with both arms around my neck, rubbing her nose on mine and rubbing her crotch against my body. God, any man would get an erection with the treatment she was giving me.

"Give Marge a kiss, go on," she slurred.

"Marge, you're drunk, otherwise you wouldn't be acting like this," I said trying to push her away.

Then she grabbed me by my now erect penis and leered up at me. "God almighty, you are built like a donkey," she again slurred but still holding on to my now rock-hard penis through my trousers.

"Marge let me take you back home, where you can rest and sober up."

"No, the house is empty; I don't want to be in it on my own. Anyway, I want this lovely cock I have in my hand just now. Do you know I've never had any cock now for over three years? Reg can't get hard any more and I love cock, I really do," she said trying to look demure looking up at me with bent head. "Come on give Marge some cock."

I never said anything just looked down at her face. She took my hand and placed it on her breast, then down to her crotch pushing my hand hard between her legs but on top of her dress.

"See I have lovely big breasts and a warm pussy, just waiting for you."

It was then I threw all my scruples away and picked her up and carried her through to my bedroom. I placed her on the bed and reached up under her dress, grasping her panties either side, pulled them down over her legs and threw them on the floor.

I undid my trousers and just let them drop with my underpants and my now unrestricted penis jumped out into the open. Yes she was right, I was a bit bigger than normal, in fact a good deal bigger than normal. Her eyes popped out as she glued her drunken eyes on my manhood. But I never gave her much time, for I opened her legs, well I placed my hands on her inner thighs and she opened them wide and raised her knees, eager to be of assistance.

It was just a matter of placing the crown of my circumcised penis against her moist vulval lips and leaning forward and I sank into her body. God, she had had three children, but she was tight and well lubricated so I soon had my whole length buried deep within Marge's eager love passage.

"This is magnificent, I feel as though you are tickling my throat with that cock of yours. I wish I had known earlier you had a cock like this. Shove it in as deep as it will go, I can't get enough of this," she said in spurts as she was driving her body into mine in eager thrusts.

I leant forward and took a breast in my hand and it felt lovely and firm, but maybe this was because of her clothing. I was definitely going to have more of Marge's favours, but the next time I wanted her naked.

Slipping my hands off her breast and under her hips I lifted and pulled her on to me as I thrust forward burying my meat deeper inside her. Feeling her moist cunt was like an aphrodisiac to me and made me want to pound into her body.

The feeling of my orgasm was a slow affair. I felt it building up even the ring of my arse twitched before I felt it at the root of my penis and exploding up my shaft then into her body as I was deep inside her. I let out a grunt as I exploded inside her and the feeling was like nothing before. This was the best fuck I've had as far back as I could remember.

At this stage Marge had her legs and arms wrapped around me kissing my face all over, with tears running down her cheeks.

"Oh yes Jack that was wonderful, we must do it again and again for I've never had a cock as big as yours before and it was wonderful."

"You're saying that now, but will you say it once you're sober?"

"I'm sure I will, in fact I'm quite sober now. I know what we have done and I don't regret it in the least."

I was still implanted in her body and I felt myself slowly sliding out of her moist receptacle. Once it plopped out I got off the bed and helped Marge to alight back on to the floor.

"Marge I don't know what to say except that was wonderful, I too don't regret one minute of it."

"Can I stay the night then, it's now almost eleven and we could get back into bed."

"Certainly you can stay the night. I would love to sink my cock into your body once more, but you must return home in the morning."

"Why, Reg won't be home for three days, and we can really get to know each other."

"We will see in the morning," I replied for I could see this turning into a long sex session.

After a quick shower and a nightcap of coffee, we retired into the bedroom. Marge had my bathrobe draped over her. No I hadn't stayed in the bathroom while she had showered and no, I hadn't seen her body. The only naked part I had seen of her was her lower body and then I wasn't that interested in looking just getting inside her.

She just dropped the robe by the bed and turned towards me, as I dropped my bathrobe. She was well-built, a bit saggy but not that much and for a woman only just over five feet two she had a nice figure. Well I would call it a nice well padded figure, plenty to get hold of and a lovely cushion to have under me. I particularly liked her small round bottom and the wide hips, but I had been pounding on to them earlier and knew they were just right.

She turned to get into bed and I got behind her and just drove my penis in from the rear. She had her hands on the bed and I had grasped her hips and pulled her whole body on to my erect phallus, driving deeper than I had previously, only being stopped by the soft cheeks of her bottom.

"Oh yes, Jack take me rough, I love you doing that, it feels like a steel rod being driven into me. I think I have been stretched wider and deeper than I have ever been," she said thrusting herself on to me wanting more and more of my penis inside her body. I loved the eagerness that she showed, as we pounded our bodies into each other. There was an eagerness that I never thought I would see in a woman, in an attempt to get my penis deep inside her. I have had a few women who shied away from my penis, afraid that they were to be hurt or something. Marge on the other hand wanted even more, and I was sure that she would even accept someone even bigger built than I was.

When relief came it was as intense as the first time, and once again I soaked her inside with my seminal fluids. This time it didn't take as long until I was limp and popped out. We both crawled into the bed and lay cuddled up with her soft breasts against my chest. I felt our combined fluids running out of her and down my thigh for she was lying with one leg over mine and her pubis on my hips. It was in this position we both dropped off to sleep.

The sun was well up and it was the light from the sun which woke me with Marge still lying atop me. When I woke I looked straight into her eyes. "Jack, you're the best thing that has happened to me in a long-time. Let me cook you your breakfast for I want you to remain strong and healthy so we can do all this again."

"Marge, I too feel the same way, God you're some woman." And I meant it.

She got up and again put on my bathrobe and disappeared into my kitchen. Soon I smelt the aroma of bacon and the smell of the coffee pot. I swung my legs off the bed, slipped on my dressing-gown and joined her in the kitchen. I stood behind her and with both hands on her pubis she leant back on to me and it was in this position that her daughter Miriam caught us as she came in through the back door.

"Mum, what the hell is going on here. Are you two having it off?"

"What do you think we are doing? It's none of your business anyway; I came in to cook Jack's breakfast."

"It was more than his breakfast you were cooking," she said as she slammed out of the door. Minutes later we heard her car rev up and take off up the street.

"Well that seems to put an end to our little get together," I said in Marge's ear.

"No way, I'll talk to her and tell her it was my entire fault and why I needed you."

"You think that she will listen to you, she was a very angry woman when she left a minute ago."

"I know my daughter. Leave it to me. Anyway I don't want our relationship to end now that it has just started," she said kissing me for the first time full on the lips. I was still holding her but now my hands were on her bottom massaging her soft round buttocks.

"Keep on doing that and the breakfast will definitely get cold. Come let's sit down and enjoy out meal," she said giving me another kiss.

After the breakfast dishes had been washed and she had showered Marge left my house.

A couple of hours later I again saw Miriam's car parked outside Marge's house. It remained there for all of that afternoon and about five o'clock Marge once again knocked on my door. I could see that she had something on her mind, but she was at least smiling as she came in.

"Our relationship isn't over, I am glad to say. Miriam won't say anything, but it is going to cost you."

"She's going to blackmail us."

"In a way, but not the way you think. She wants a baby; she and her husband don't seem to be able to accomplish that so she wants you also to try with her. If she becomes pregnant, then she will be more than happy."

"Did you tell her I was a bit bigger than normal?"

"Yes and she was more determined than ever for you to try to be the father of her child. Anyway they say like mother like daughter, I hope she isn't, for I don't want her to pinch you from me."

"No fear of that Marge, I'm here any time for you."

"First you have to look after Miriam; she is waiting in my house right now, in her old bedroom."

"Surely you don't want me to father a child for your daughter Marge?"

"At least I would have a grandchild from my only daughter. I have four from my sons."

"What if she doesn't become pregnant, what then? Is she going to tell her father what her mother has been up to?"

"I hope not, it is up to you to make sure she becomes pregnant."

"Let's go then and then we can continue where we left off."

"These are the words I like to hear," she said clasping my arm and stroking my semi-hard penis which reacted to her gentle hand.

Marge's house was like a palace compared to mine, everything was sparking clean. She signalled with her hand a door along the passage and whispered to me, "Give it to her good, I'll be waiting."

I walked into the room and Miriam was sitting up in bed with a sheet held close to her chest just staring at me.

"Your mother said you wanted to become pregnant. If that is what you want I hope I can help you."

"It's not without trying, for I love sex and we do it almost every night, sometimes two and three times. It has been five years and I haven't conceived once, not even a miscarriage."