Deb a sexually neglect house wife. Deb's husband Mark has not touched her in years. Deb takes a boyfriend patrick who helps deb explore her submissive and exhibitionist side, Deb is humiliated but find she enjoys it and becomes open to wild experiences

Chapter 1: Introduction

The house was quiet, with Mark away on the road again.

The house was quiet, a rarity these days, with Mark away on yet another business trip. Deb could almost forget the echoing silence of their too-big house. Almost. She had once loved the ample space, the high ceilings, the open floor plan. But now, it felt like a coffin, a luxurious yet empty coffin, a monument to her marriage's sexual stagnancy.

Deb sat on the edge of their king-sized bed, her heart pounding in her chest like a drummer on a cymbal. She felt naked, not just literally, but metaphorically. Exposed. Vulnerable.

That's how she felt, and the feeling was both terrifying and exhilarating. She had never done anything like this before. Not in her entire life. Not even in her wildest dreams. But here she was, a 60-year-old woman, about to meet a stranger to explore a side of herself she had kept hidden for decades.

She had met Patrick online. Anonymously. Safely. Or so she thought. Now, he was here, in her house, and she was suddenly second-guessing everything. What if he was a creep? What if he was a psycho? What if he was just plain disgusting?

Deb’s mind raced with a thousand what-ifs as she paced the bedroom, her shadow dancing on the pristine ivory walls. She stopped in front of the full-length mirror, her reflection staring back at her. She was tall, curvy, and despite her age, she still had a figure that turned heads. Her short, brown highlighted hair framed her green eyes, and the nervousness in them was clear.

The doorbell rang, and Deb jumped, her heart leaping into her throat. She took a deep breath, letting the scent of polished wood and untouched intimacy ground her. This was her house, her rules. She could do this.

She had to do this. She needed this. Deb took another deep breath, squared her shoulders, and walked to the front door. She opened it, and there he was.

Patrick stood tall and confident, his broad shoulders filling the doorway. His blonde hair was slightly disheveled, as if he had run his fingers through it one too many times. His piercing blue eyes met hers, and Deb felt a jolt of electricity course through her. He was dressed in a simple white t-shirt and faded jeans, but the way he wore them made them look like designer wear.

"Deb," he said, his voice a low rumble, like distant thunder.

"You look even better in person."

Deb blushed, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. "Thank you," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're not so bad yourself."

Patrick chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down Deb's spine. "Can I come in?" he asked, his eyes never leaving hers.

Deb stepped aside, allowing him to enter. "Of course," she said, closing the door behind him. "Would you like something to drink?"

Patrick turned to face her, his eyes roaming over her body. "I have something else in mind," he said, his voice laced with innuendo.

He took a step closer to her, his eyes never leaving hers. "You look nervous, Deb. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Deb swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum solo. "Yes," she said, her voice steadier than she felt. "I want this."

Patrick smirked, a slow, predatory smile that sent a shiver down Deb's spine. "Good," he said, his voice a low growl. "Because I've been dreaming of fucking you since the moment I saw your profile."

Deb's breath hitched in her throat, her pussy clenching at his words.

She had never been spoken to like this before, never been desired like this. It was raw, it was real, and it was fucking hot.

Patrick reached out, his large hand cupping her cheek. His thumb brushed against her bottom lip, and Deb parted her lips, sucking it into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, tasting the salt of his skin.

Patrick groaned, a low, guttural sound that vibrated through Deb's body. "Fuck, Deb," he said, his voice ragged. "You're a fucking dream."

He leaned in, his lips crashing against hers. His tongue pushed into her mouth, exploring, dominating.

Deb moaned, her body melting into his. Patrick's hands roamed her body, his fingers tracing the curve of her breasts, the dip of her waist, the flare of her hips. He grabbed her ass, pulling her against him, letting her feel the hard length of him through his jeans.

Deb gasped, breaking the kiss. "Fuck, you're huge," she panted, her eyes wide.

Patrick chuckled, a dark, dangerous sound. "You have no idea, baby," he said, his hands moving to the hem of her shirt. "Let's get this off you."

He pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it aside.

His eyes darkened as he took in her lacy bra, her nipples already hard and visible through the thin material. He reached behind her, unhooking it with ease. Deb shivered as the cool air hit her skin, her nipples hardening even more.

"Fuck, Deb," Patrick growled, his eyes locked on her breasts. "You're fucking gorgeous."

He leaned down, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked hard, his teeth grazing against the sensitive bud. Deb moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him to her.

Patrick switched to her other breast, giving it the same attention. Deb could feel the wetness between her legs, her pussy aching with need.

Patrick's mouth on her nipples was driving her wild, but she wanted more. She wanted him inside her, filling her, fucking her.

She pushed him back, her hands on his chest. Patrick stumbled, his eyes never leaving hers. Deb turned, walking backwards towards the bed, her eyes never leaving his. She sat down on the edge of the mattress, her legs spread slightly.

Patrick's eyes darkened, a hungry look in them. He unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers. His cock sprang free, hard and thick, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.

Deb's breath hitched in her throat. She had never seen a cock that big before.

It was thick, veiny, and long, standing proud and erect, ready for action. Deb's pussy clenched in anticipation, her mouth watering at the sight.

"Fuck, Patrick," she whispered, her eyes wide. "You're enormous."

Patrick smirked, his hand wrapping around his length. He stroked it slowly, his eyes locked on hers. "You can take it, baby," he said, his voice a low growl. "I'll make sure you're ready."

Deb's breath hitched in her throat as she watched him. He was confident, dominant, and she loved it. She could feel her pussy dripping, her panties soaked with her arousal.

She wanted to feel every inch of him, to be stretched to her limit.

Patrick stepped closer, his hand still stroking his cock. He reached out with his other hand, his fingers tracing the edge of her panties. Deb shivered, her hips lifting slightly, giving him better access.

"These are in my way, baby," he said, his voice a low growl. "Let's get them off you."

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her legs. Deb lifted her hips, helping him. She was now completely naked, her pussy on full display.

Patrick's eyes darkened as he took in her bare flesh, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. He stepped closer, his hand still stroking his cock.

"Fuck, Deb," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You're so fucking beautiful. I can't wait to be inside you."

Deb's breath hitched in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel her pussy throbbing, aching with need.

"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I need you inside me."

Patrick smirked, a dark, predatory smile that sent shivers down Deb's spine.

"You're fucking beautiful, Deb," he said, his voice a low growl. "I can't wait to fuck that tight little pussy of yours." She wanted him inside her, filling her, stretching her to her limit.

She wanted to feel every inch of him, to be dominated, to be used. She wanted to be his fucktoy, his plaything, his fucking slut. "You're so fucking eager, baby. I love it." He reached out, his fingers tracing the wet folds of her pussy. Deb gasped, her hips bucking slightly at his touch. Patrick's fingers found her clit, circling it slowly, teasingly. Deb moaned, her hands reaching out to grab onto his shoulders for support.

"Fuck, Patrick," she panted, her voice thick with desire.

"Please, I need you inside me." "You're fucking beautiful, Deb," he growled, his voice thick with desire.

"Fuck, Deb," Patrick groaned, his voice a low rumble. "You're so fucking wet.

Look at you, dripping for me," Patrick said, his voice a low growl as he continued to tease Deb's clit. She could feel her pussy throbbing, her juices coating his fingers. She was so turned on, she thought she might explode.

"Please, Patrick," she begged, her voice ragged. "I need you inside me. I need your cock." "You're in luck, baby. I need to fuck you too." He removed his fingers from her clit, and Deb whimpered at the loss.

Patrick chuckled, a dark, satisfied sound. He reached down, gripping his cock in one hand, and guided the tip to her entrance. Deb's breath hitched as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her, stretching her. He was so big, so thick, and she wasn't sure she could take all of him.

"You're so fucking tight, Deb," Patrick groaned, his eyes locked on hers. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, baby. I'm going to make you scream my name."

Deb nodded, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and anticipation. Patrick pushed forward, his cock sliding into her inch by inch.

Deb gasped, her body tensing as she felt herself being stretched to her limit.

"Fuck, Patrick," she panted, her nails digging into his shoulders. "You're so big. I can't... I can't take it all."

Patrick paused, his cock buried halfway inside her. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with a mix of lust and concern. "You're going to take every fucking inch of me."

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss.

His tongue pushed into her mouth, dominating, claiming. Deb moaned, her body relaxing as she gave in to the sensation. Patrick pushed forward again, his cock sliding deeper into her.

"Fuck, Deb," he groaned against her lips. "You're so fucking tight. Your pussy is gripping my cock like a fucking vice."

Deb whimpered, her body tensing again as he hit a spot deep inside her. Patrick pulled back slightly, then thrust forward again, hitting the same spot. Deb gasped, her eyes flying open.

"Oh my god," she panted. "What the fuck is that?"

Patrick smirked, his eyes filled with lust.

"That's your G-spot, baby. And I'm going to make you come on it."

He began to thrust in and out of her, his cock hitting her G-spot with each stroke. Deb's body tensed, her pussy clenching around him as waves of pleasure washed over her. She moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her back arching off the bed.

"Fuck, Patrick," she panted. "You're hitting it just right. I'm so close."

Patrick grunted, his pace quickening. "Come for me, Deb.

Come on my cock," Patrick growled, his voice ragged as he continued to pound into her. Deb could feel the pressure building inside her, her body tensing as she teetered on the edge of orgasm.

"Fuck, Patrick," she panted, her eyes locked on his. "I'm so close. I'm gonna come." "Not yet, baby. Not until I say so."

He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit. He circled it slowly, applying just the right amount of pressure. Deb gasped, her body tensing even more.

"Please," she begged, her voice ragged.

"I can't hold it back any longer." "You can, and you will. I'm in control here, remember?"

He pulled his fingers away from her clit, leaving Deb panting and desperate. She tried to move her hips, to chase the sensation, but Patrick held her down, his hands gripping her thighs.

"Please, Patrick," she begged, her voice shaking. "I need to come." "You will come, baby. But not yet."

He pulled out of her, leaving Deb feeling empty and bereft. She whimpered, her body aching with need.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Patrick smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I'm in control here, remember?" he said, his voice a low growl. "I say when you come."

He climbed off the bed, leaving Deb feeling exposed and vulnerable. She watched as he walked over to the dresser, opening the top drawer. He pulled out a length of silk rope, his eyes never leaving hers.

"What are you going to do with that?" she asked, her voice laced with a mix of fear and anticipation.

Patrick smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he held up the silk rope. "I'm going to tie you up, baby," he said, his voice a low growl. "I want to see you spread out for me, helpless and at my mercy." She had never been tied up before, never been completely at someone else's mercy. The thought both terrified and excited her. "I don't know if I can do this."

Patrick walked back to the bed, his eyes locked on hers. "You can, and you will," he said, his voice firm.

"Trust me, Deb. I know what I'm doing."

Deb took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She nodded, giving him the consent he needed. Patrick's face broke into a wide, satisfied grin.

"Good girl," he said, his voice low and approving.

Patrick reached for her wrists, binding them together with the silk rope. He tied them securely, but not too tight, leaving enough give for her to move slightly.

Deb felt a rush of adrenaline as she watched him work, her body tingling with anticipation and a hint of fear.

Patrick finished securing her wrists, then stepped back to admire his handiwork. Deb lay on the bed, her arms stretched out above her head, her body exposed and vulnerable. She could feel the cool air on her skin, her nipples hardening at the sensation. Patrick's eyes roamed over her body, his gaze lingering on her breasts, her stomach, her pussy.

"You look fucking incredible, Deb," he said, his voice a low growl.

"Spread your legs for me. I want to see that pretty pussy of yours."

Deb hesitated for a moment, then slowly spread her legs, her pussy on full display. Patrick's eyes darkened as he took in the sight, his tongue darting out to lick his lips.

"Fuck, baby," he groaned. I can see your juices glistening on your pussy lips."

Deb blushed at his words, her body squirming slightly on the bed. Patrick reached out, his fingers tracing the wet folds of her pussy.

"Look at you, dripping for me," he said, his voice thick with desire.

Deb's breath hitched in her throat as she felt his fingers trace her wet folds. "You're so fucking wet, baby. I can't wait to taste you."

Patrick leaned down, his face inches from her pussy. He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent. Deb could feel the heat of his breath on her sensitive flesh, and she shivered in anticipation. Patrick's tongue darted out, licking her clit slowly, teasingly.

"Fuck," Deb moaned, her hips bucking slightly. Patrick's hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place. He continued to lick and suck at her clit, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.

Deb's back arched off the bed, her body writhing as waves of pleasure washed over her. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as she teetered on the edge.

"Patrick," she panted, her voice ragged. Please, let me come."

Patrick pulled away, his eyes locked on hers. I want to make you come on my cock."

He released her thighs and climbed back onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. Deb could feel the head of his cock pressing against her entrance, and she moaned in anticipation.

"Please," she begged, her voice shaking.

"You're going to take every inch of me, baby," he said, his voice a low growl.

He grabbed her hips, lifting them slightly, and with one swift thrust, he buried himself inside her.

Deb gasped, her body tensing as she felt herself being filled completely. I can't move."

Patrick chuckled, his hips beginning to move in a slow, steady rhythm. "You don't need to move, baby," he said, his voice thick with desire.

"Just take my cock like a good girl." Patrick's hips moved in a steady rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with ease. She could feel every inch of him, stretching her, filling her completely.

"Fuck, Deb," he groaned, his eyes locked on hers. "Your pussy is so fucking tight. It feels like you're strangling my cock."

Deb whimpered, her body tensing as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Right there," she gasped. "Oh god, that feels so good."

Patrick smirked, his hips moving faster, hitting that spot with every thrust.

"You like that, don't you, baby? You like it when I fuck you hard and deep."

Deb could only nod, her body writhing beneath him, her pussy clenching around his cock. "Yes," she gasped. "Fuck me harder, Patrick. Make me come."

Patrick growled, his grip on her hips tightening. "You want it harder, baby? You want me to fuck you like a little slut?"

Deb's eyes flew open, her cheeks flushing at his words. But the heat between her legs only intensified, and she found herself nodding eagerly. "Yes," she panted. "Fuck me like a slut, Patrick.

I want you to use me, to fuck me hard and deep," Deb panted, her voice laced with desperation.

Patrick's eyes darkened, a feral gleam in them. "You want to be my little slut, Deb? You want me to fuck you like a whore?"

Deb nodded eagerly, her body squirming beneath him. "I want you to fuck me like a dirty little slut."

Patrick growled, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her with force. "You're going to take every inch of my cock, you little slut.

You're going to take it like a good girl and come all over my dick."

Deb's breath hitched in her throat as Patrick's words sent a shiver down her spine. She had never been spoken to like this before, never been so dominated, so used. And yet, it felt so fucking good.

Patrick's hips moved faster, his cock slamming into her with force. Deb could feel every inch of him, stretching her, filling her completely. Her pussy was on fire, her clit throbbing with every thrust.

"Fuck, Patrick," she panted, her voice ragged. "You're so deep.

Fuck, you're hitting my cervix," Deb gasped, her eyes wide with a mix of pain and pleasure.

Patrick smirked, his hips never slowing. "That's the spot, baby. That's where you're going to come for me." Deb's body tensed, her pussy clenching around him.

"Oh god," she moaned, her head thrashing from side to side. "I can't... I can't hold it back any longer."

Patrick leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a fierce kiss.

Deb moaned, her body writhing beneath him as he continued to pound into her, his cock hitting her cervix with each thrust. "You're so deep.

Patrick pulled back slightly, his eyes locked on hers. "Come for me, Deb," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Come all over my cock." Deb's body tensed, her pussy clenching around him as she screamed out her release. "Fuck, yes," Patrick groaned, his hips slamming into her as he rode out her orgasm. He could feel her pussy pulsing around him, her juices coating his cock. He pulled out of her, leaving Deb panting and spent. she asked, her voice breathless. "I'm not done with you yet," Patrick said, his voice a low growl. He flipped her onto her stomach, her bound wrists now above her head. Deb gasped, her body tensing as she felt the cool air on her exposed pussy.

She could feel Patrick's eyes on her, taking in her vulnerability, her submission. She felt a shiver run down her spine, her body already aching for more.

"Fuck, Deb," Patrick growled, his voice thick with desire. "Your ass is fucking gorgeous. I can't wait to pound into it."

Deb's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. "You want to fuck my ass?" "Oh, baby, I'm going to do more than fuck it. I'm going to own it.

I'm going to claim every fucking inch of you, Deb," Patrick said, his voice a low growl as he ran a finger down the crack of her ass. Deb shivered, her body tensing at the unfamiliar touch. She had never been with a man who wanted to fuck her ass before, and the thought both terrified and excited her. "You like that idea, don't you, baby? You like the thought of me fucking your tight little asshole."

Deb bit her lip, her body squirming slightly on the bed. She couldn't deny the heat that was building between her legs at the thought of Patrick taking her there.

She nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes," she admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and excitement. "I do."

Patrick growled, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. "Good girl," he said, his voice thick with desire. "I'm going to make you love it."

He reached into the drawer again, pulling out a bottle of lube and a condom. Deb watched as he tore open the condom packet and rolled it onto his cock, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never seen a man so confident, so dominant, and it was turning her on more than she thought possible.

Patrick poured a generous amount of lube onto his fingers, then reached around to Deb's ass.

He ran his fingers down the crack, pausing at her tight little hole. Deb tensed, her body stiffening at the unfamiliar touch.

"Relax, baby," Patrick murmured, his voice low and soothing. "I'm going to take care of you."

Deb took a deep breath, trying to relax her muscles as Patrick's finger circled her asshole. He pressed gently, the tip of his finger slipping inside. Deb gasped, her body tensing again at the strange sensation.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Patrick groaned, his finger moving in and out of her ass slowly.

Deb's body tensed, her pussy clenching as she adjusted to the sensation. She could feel every inch of Patrick's finger, stretching her, filling her in a way she had never experienced before. "You're doing great. Just let me in."

Deb took a deep breath, trying to relax her muscles as Patrick's finger moved in and out of her ass. She could feel the heat building between her legs, her pussy throbbing with need. She wanted more, needed more. "I need more."

Patrick smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust.

"You want more, baby? You want my cock in your tight little ass?" "I want you to fuck me. I want you to take me."

Patrick growled, his cock throbbing at her words. He positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips. He rubbed the head of his cock against her asshole, coating it with lube.

"Fuck, Deb," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "Your ass is so fucking tight.

Patrick pushed forward, the head of his cock breaching Deb's asshole. She gasped, her body tensing at the sudden invasion. "Fuck, that hurts," she whimpered, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her.

Patrick paused, his hands squeezing her hips. "Breathe through it, baby. It'll get better, I promise." Deb took a deep breath, trying to relax her muscles as Patrick slowly pushed further into her ass. She could feel every inch of him, stretching her, filling her in a way she had never experienced before.

It was a strange sensation, a mix of pain and pleasure that left her breathless.

"Fuck, Deb," Patrick groaned, his voice ragged as he bottomed out inside her. I can feel every goddamn ripple."

Deb whimpered, her body tensing as she adjusted to the feeling of being so completely filled. Patrick gave her a moment to get used to it, his hands squeezing her hips gently.

"Okay?" he asked, his voice low and concerned.

Deb nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yeah," she managed to say. "It's... it's intense."

Patrick chuckled, a dark and satisfied sound.

"You're taking it like a fucking champ, Deb. I knew you could do it."

He began to move, slowly pulling out of her ass and pushing back in. Deb gasped, her body tensing as she felt the strange sensation of being filled and emptied. Patrick's cock was thick and long, stretching her in ways she had never experienced before. She could feel every inch of him, the heat of his skin, the veins running along his shaft.

"Fuck, Patrick," she moaned, her voice thick with desire. "You feel so fucking good in my ass."

Patrick growled, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her ass with ease.

Deb could feel every inch of him, the heat of his skin, the veins running along his shaft. "You're going to make me come."

Patrick smirked, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her with force. "That's the plan, baby. I want you to come all over my cock while I fuck your tight little ass."

Deb's body tensed, her pussy clenching as she felt her orgasm approaching. "Oh god," she panted, her head thrashing from side to side.

Patrick growled, his hips slamming into her with force. Come all over my cock." Patrick's cock throbbed inside her ass, the sensation of her tight muscles pulsing around him pushing him over the edge.

"Fuck, Deb," he groaned, his hips slamming into her as he came. "You feel so fucking good." Deb panted, her body still trembling from the intense orgasm that had just rocked her. Patrick, still buried deep inside her ass, grunted in agreement. "You feel incredible, Deb. Your ass is like a vice around my cock."

He began to move again, slowly at first, then picking up speed as Deb's body adjusted to the new sensation. She moaned, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her as Patrick's cock slid in and out of her ass.

"Fuck, Patrick," she gasped. "I can't believe how good this feels."

Patrick chuckled, his hands squeezing her hips. "I told you, baby.

I told you that you were going to love it," Patrick said, his voice a low growl as he continued to pound into her ass. Deb's body was on fire, her pussy throbbing with need as Patrick's cock slid in and out of her ass. I can feel you hitting my cervix." Patrick smirked, his hips slamming into her with force.

"You like that, don't you, you little slut? You like it when I fuck your ass hard and deep."

Deb could only moan in response, her body writhing beneath him as he continued to pound into her. Her pussy was throbbing, her clit aching for release. "I need to come.

Please, Patrick," Deb panted, her voice laced with desperation. I want to see you squirm." He reached around, his fingers finding her clit. Deb gasped, her body tensing as waves of pleasure washed over her. Patrick pulled his fingers away from her clit, leaving Deb panting and desperate.

She whimpered, her body aching for release. "Not yet, baby," he said, his voice a low growl. "I want to see you beg for it." He flipped her onto her back, her bound wrists now above her head. "Look at you, all spread out for me," he said, his voice thick with desire.

"Your tits are heaving, your pussy is dripping, and your ass is still red from my handprints. You look like a fucking goddess." Patrick's eyes darkened as he took in her reaction.

"Does that turn you on, baby? Knowing that I marked you? Knowing that I can see every inch of your body, that I can do whatever I want to you?" "Yes," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

"It does. It turns me on to know that you can see me, that you can use me." Patrick's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, his cock throbbing at her words. "Good girl," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "I'm going to fuck you like a dirty little slut, Deb. I'm going to make you come so hard that you'll be screaming my name." Deb's breath hitched in her throat, her body already aching for more. Patrick reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it slowly, his eyes locked on hers.

"Fuck, Deb," he groaned. "I can't wait to taste you."

He leaned down, his face inches from her pussy.

She could feel his hot breath on her sensitive flesh, and it sent shivers down her spine. "You're so fucking wet, Deb," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I can see your juices glistening on your pussy lips."

Deb's breath hitched, her body squirming beneath him. "I want you to taste me," she begged, her voice shaking. "Please, Patrick. I need to feel your tongue on me." "You want my tongue on your pussy, baby?