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Life Changes Chapter Three: A New Way Forward

Despite their differences, Adrian and Mary find a new way to move forward in their relationship.

Chapter Three: A New Way Forward

"Holy fuck!" Adrian kept repeating over and over.

I smiled as I slammed my ass up and down on his cock. His thick, long, black cock was my new drug; I was a total addict for it.

Since we first met over four months ago, I have become addicted to Adrian's cock. I knew what most people, including those on the internet, would call me, a snow bunny, a black cock slut, and so many other names, but I didn't care. I loved it and the young man that it was attached to.

"Such a big ass!" Adrian exclaimed as he slapped my ass, one cheek then the other.

"All yours now," I slammed my whole body down onto his lap, his cock penetrating me deeper.

In all the years that I had been with Richard, he hated how big my ass was; he didn't mind my big tits, but he hated how big my ass, thighs, and waist were. He wanted me to get rid of them, but keep my huge tits.

I had heard Richard call me awful names behind my back because of my size, not that he was an Adonis or in any shape to body shame anyone, but in Richard's eyes, it was okay for a man to be big and round, but not a woman.

Adrian wasn't like that; he loved my big body from the time he picked me up at the airport when we first met to just a few moments ago. He loved every inch of me, including my stomach, which I hated.

He loved kissing my stomach, my rolls, my thighs, and putting his head between my thick legs, making me see stars and causing me to orgasm as I had never done before, not with Richard and not with any of my toys.

"If you keep doing this, I will never find a job," Adrian said as he was sitting on the couch with my ass on his lap, bouncing up and down.

Adrian had moved in with me just over two weeks ago. I knew it was a bit fast for us to move this quickly, but everything seemed right with Adrian, even though he was many years younger than me.

He loved me, he didn't ask me for anything, even though he knew I had money. Adrian wanted to earn his way; he didn't want handouts, and he signed all the papers my sister gave him. She wanted to protect me, like she always did if anything happened; she didn't want this young man, a stranger to her, taking me for a ride.

"Fuck!" Adrian exclaimed as I knew I was bringing him to cum again for the second time today.

"You shouldn’t wear shorts in the house, if you don’t want me bouncing on your cock!" I looked back at him.

"You neither!" he held onto my hips as he came inside me.

Richard would hate how I've been dressing around the house lately. He would ask me to cover up, but Adrian loved it.

I could walk around in short shorts and a top with no bra, my huge tits swinging underneath my shirt and my large ass barely covered by the skimpy shorts, and Adrian was eyeing me all the way.

If I bent over, he would come behind me and smack my ass. I could count on one hand how many times Richard smacked my ass. I lost count of how many times Adrian did it in one day.

"Now, I really need to keep looking for a job," Adrian grinned as I slowly got off him.

"If you say so," I winked back at him.

I pulled my shorts up, trapping his cum inside me for now.

I went about my usual Sunday cleaning, a chore I used to hate, because I had to wear jeans, a bra, and a shirt because of Richard.

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I thought my kids would have a hard time with Adrian moving in with me, especially the younger ones, because Adrian was only a few years older than they were, but no one had any problems because they saw how happy I was with him.

I had my guard up the first few times we met because I thought my attraction to him was purely due to him saving my life, but later, as we talked and got to know each other, there was a deeper bond.

Yes, there was a huge generational gap, especially around social media and a few other things, but we bridged it well.

I was cleaning the bathroom, on my hands and knees, cleaning the floor, which needed a good scrubbing. I had neglected it for too long, and it was showing signs that I might need to redo the tiles."

"That's a great sight!” I heard Adrian say.

I put the scrubbing pad down and stared behind me.

Adrian was standing in the doorway staring at my large ass up in the air.

"It is?" I teased as I waved my ass back and forth.

"Why do I have the feeling you are doing this on purpose?" Adrian asked.

"Me?" I acted innocently. "I was just cleaning," I pointed to the scrubbing bubbles all over the bathroom floor.

"Uh-huh," Adrian kept staring at my ass.

I saw his cock hardening in his shorts.

Instantly, I lowered myself a bit more, pushing my ass further upwards and waving it back and forth.

"Fuck me!" Adrian shook his head.

I felt his hands grip my waist, and he yanked my shorts down.

'Got ya!' I cheered inside my head in triumph.

I knew it would be a matter of time before he came by the bathroom and saw me on my hands and knees, primed and ready for him to fuck me from behind. I loved the feeling of his cock inside me.

"Nope," I shook my head as he lined his cock with my wet pussy.

Adrian moved his cock slightly upward.

"Yup," I nodded as I pushed my ass back onto him.

Before Adrian came along, the thought of having anal sex had never come into my head. Richard had practically begged me many times, but I always said no. Now that I've tried it with Adrian, I have to have it at least once, if not twice, a week.

I melted inside as his cock penetrated my tight ring and pushed deep into me. Adrian gripped my hips tight as he started to fuck my ass.

"Fuck yes!" Adrian roared as he started to fuck me harder.

"Maybe you can look for a job another day," I grinned as I stared back at him.

"Yeah, that sounds good right about now," Adrian nodded as he fucked me.

I was his now, and he was mine, and I loved it. I loved every moment of having this young stud in my life.

"After this we should go make up the bed," I grinned. "I think it’s still messy."

"Sounds good, maybe you will do it topless?" Adrian snickered.

His cock balls deep in my ass.

"You can just say you want to fuck my tits," I started slamming my ass back onto him. "It’s okay, you know I love taking your cock anyway you want to give it to me!"

"Then I want to fuck your tits!"

"You naughty boy!" I exclaimed.

We were happy together, and unlike Richard, I knew Adrian wouldn't want to see me dead.

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