1 comments/ 60389 views/ 25 favorites Soccer-Mom: Stud and Neighbor Call By: KissedMany This is the fourth instalment concerning the sexually inexperienced soccer-mom, Dorothy who goes to a swingers club for the first time and it changes her life. The first three instalments were from the viewpoint of Frank, her husband, Dorothy and Mark who seduced and fucked her at the club. The next instalment was about Dorothy's meeting with her son's soccer coach. She found that flashing her pussy got her soundly fucked by a real he-man. The fifth instalment had Dorothy at a frat house fulfilling the MILF sex dream of a university student from her neighborhood. This episode is about how cell phone pics of her getting fucked by the frat brothers come back to haunt her back home in a way she would never imagined. The story is told from Dorothy's perspective. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for editing it. Silvia Spenser just gave me a call to come over at one o'clock for a chat over coffee. Strange, she has never done that before. I am a stay-at-home mom but she has a job so she is usually not at home on a work day. This is likely why we never got very close even though we have been neighbors a few door from each other for over ten years. Seems we only got to say hello and chat briefly at family pool parties a few times every summer. Her voice seemed stressed. I sure hope she hasn't found out about her son Chuck and I having sex at his university dorm. His friends had taken pictures that are scandalous. What a disaster if my husband, Frank, or the neighbors were to know how I acted like a complete tramp. A couple of weeks ago, her son came home for spring break and threatened to show the pictures unless I had sex with him. Little did he realize that I would have gladly have done him without the blackmail. I let him think he was forcing me just to make him get more down and dirty and controlling with the sex play. He even said he was going to send his friends to fuck me and I had better do them or he would expose my sins. I secretly was overjoyed at the prospect of a regular stream of young men who would help put out the flame in my crotch that has been burning since Frank and I started going to the swinger's club almost every week. Silvia is an attractive woman, about ten years older than me. She is an executive at an international technology company and carries herself very confidently in a refined way. She has a trim build. She told me they have a full workout room at her company's building. I don't think I ever saw her with one of her short brunette hairs out of place. Her husband, Ralph, is a jolly friendly sort, quite unlike her. Unfortunately, we have never gotten to know them that well. But that is today's world, isn't it - where next door neighbors can be almost strangers? I did some gardening in the morning and changed into shorts and a colorful short-sleeved blouse and, with my sandals, I walked over and am standing at their front door. I ring the bell and I can hear her footsteps on the other side. The door swings open and there stands Silvia wearing shorts and a summer blouse, too. Great minds think alike. I chirp out, "Hi, Silvia! Thanks for the invitation. You must be have a day off to enjoy this beautiful spring weather." She replies, "Come in Dorothy. Let's sit in the living room." She points to a room on the right and we walk in and sit across from each other with me on a mauve sofa and her in a matching stuffed chair. She seems very serious so I try to break the ice. "I don't know why we haven't spent more one-on-one time away from our husbands, Silvia. We girls should get together on a regular basis." She leans forward and picks up a folder from the coffee table between us and looks me straight in the eye." "Dorothy, I was shocked to discover some photos in my son's room showing you and he and a number of other student friends of his, having sex. I could not believe my eyes. I had no idea that you were such a harlot. My son doesn't know I found these filthy pictures. It would simply be too embarrassing for words. Chuck is such a nice young gentleman and I have visited the fraternity house and met the other fine young men there. You must have used every feminine trick to corrupt him and his associates." I tried to break in and tell her about the marijuana and alcohol. "Please, let me explai......." She cut me off mid-word. "There is no explanation for a mature decent woman doing what you did. I can only surmise that you are a tramp." She sits back on the sofa and gives me a stern look. "If I want to I can expose you to the neighbors. Maybe your husband knows about this, maybe he doesn't. Maybe an anonymous package of photos can be sent to his boss at work. I have been doing a lot of thinking and I am very angry. But I am going to let you off, on one condition. Ever since, I had a sleep-over with a girlfriend of mine in high school and we fooled around a bit in bed, quite innocently, I have always wondered what it would be like to have sex with a woman. You are going to fulfill my fantasy or I am going to expose you to the world as the slut you are." My mind is totally confused. This is the last thing I expected. I have never been intimate with a woman. My mind is reeling with the thought. She barks out, "Don't just sit there, get your ass over here on this sofa or walk out and suffer the consequences." She pats the cushion on her left. Do I have a choice? I look over at her and know if I sit beside her on that sofa, there is no turning back, I will be totally submitting. Hell I think, this won't kill me. Maybe it will be good. I get up and cross to her side. She is several inches taller than me. She smirks at her power over me and slides to my side with our bodies touching. She is close enough that I can smell her musky perfume. She wastes no time. "Why don't I see what we have in here?" She starts to unbutton my blouse from the top and soon she pulls open the fabric and my pink bra is exposed. MMMmmm. Isn't this handy, your bra has a nice clasp at the front. I have always envied your firm breasts when we were in our bathing suits at the pool parties. Let's take a good look at them up close." She unhinges the clasp and pulls back the cups and stares brazenly at my tits. I am ashamed that my nipples are fully erect. I can feel my pussy moisten as she cups my left breast and runs her manicured thumb over the hard, eraser-size nipple. She takes it between her thumb and forefinger and gives it a hard tweak. I try to subdue a my sigh of pleasure but it is impossible as the surge of pleasure ripples through me from the point of my breast straight to my crotch. "Ahh. You like that? What a horny bitch you are." She unbuttons her blouse quickly and pulls open the silk fabric to expose her own globes. "Now it's my turn. Give my breasts a good feel just like a lover would do to create maximum pleasure." I reach over and cup her right breast with my left hand. It is as smooth and soft as a baby's bum. It's amazing that it feels strange to the touch. I have never felt a woman's body. I had expected it to feel the same as touching myself but it is very different. I am sure if a straight man touches the ball-sack of another man for the first time, it would feel completely different than touching himself down there. That's how this feels. I look up at her face and I see her eyes are closed and a look of sheer pleasure is across her face. It turns me on that she is getting turned on. I take a bullet-hard nipple between my fingers and massage it gently. Her lips form a smile of pleasure as I roll it sensuously. She murmurs breathlessly, "God, I've been fantasizing about this for a week and it feels even better than I dreamed." She puts her hand on the back of my head and pulls me down. "Suck on my tits you dirty slut. Ralph never does that anymore and I love it." I open my lips and suck her areola into my mouth and swirl my tongue around just like I love it done. She responds with a low moan and pulls my head so my lips are mashed into her breast. "Ahhhh. Yes, yes, just like that. Ahhhh. That is great. Ohhh, don't you stop. Mmmmmm. That's delicious. Now harder, suck harder. Mmmmm. That is sooooo good. Now the other one....... Yes, yes just like that. Suck my nipple really good. God, I am getting so damn horny." I hear a zipper and I look down and see she is opening the front of her shorts. What if she wants me to go down on her? She is lifting her bottom off the sofa and sliding her shorts off. I can see a big wet spot on the front of her pink bikini panties. It makes the fabric transparent and I can see she has pubic hair that is trimmed enough so I can see the camel-toe slit of her pussy at the bottom of her pubic mound. I can smell the strong feminine scent of her pussy. This is a woman in heat. Ahhh, good, she is sliding her right hand under the waistband and down under to her womanly parts. Good. She will get herself off like that. I don't know how I could lick a vagina. I have been a bit curious but I am 150% hetero. In a gruff voice she says, "Keep sucking my breasts. Don't stop until I tell you." I continue and do the best job I can. I want her to get off. The sooner the better. The slurping sounds of me at her chest mingle with the wet sounds coming from her crotch. Her girlie parts must be super wet and she is getting off with her fingers. She starts to pant and I think she is almost there. Then she suddenly stops. "Time for us to get naked, slut." She pulls my head back and shimmies out of her blouse and lifts her ass up and removes her panties. Now she is completely naked. She has a nice, tight body. "Don't just sit there, get those clothes off. I have a few ideas that I want to try." I really have no choice, so I stand and strip as she brazenly eyes my body with a big shit-ass grin on her face as I reveal all. I resist the urge to cover myself with my hands. I would never think of doing that in a woman's change room but her look of animal sexuality makes me self conscious. She pats the sofa beside her. The message is clear and I sit back down. "Now where were we" Ahh, yes you were sucking my titties. I just can't get enough of that. Get down there again and do just like before but this time I want you to stroke my womanly area while you do it." Okay I think, I can do that. I nuzzle into her boobs. Then I hesitate to think about the feeling her sex part. She grabs my hand and growls, "I said feel my pussy," and she pushes it down towards her hot spot. I quickly slip my hand down her flat stomach to the hair on her pubic mound. It is soft. As I reach down further, I can feel the slot of her camel-toe and the hair gets damp and then wet as I go onward. As my hand was reaching the Y where her legs meets her body, she opened her legs wide to give me total access to the first pussy other than mine I have touched. I can feel her down-covered nether lips and the wet gash between. I cup my hand over the entire area, just like I like to be touched by a lover, and gently circle my palm over everything. She lets out a low primal sound from deep in her throat. I run two fingers in the wet gash from far down by her ass cheeks up to the hard bud of her clitoris. This time she lets out a loud squeal of delight and pants breathlessly as I twirl my index finger around her inflamed clit. Her hips start humping my hand for greater friction. She whispers, "Put two fingers inside me." I do as instructed and she is soon humping my hand as I slide my fingers in and out of her sopping wet love canal. This is starting to get me very turned on and I secretly move my hand to my crotch to pleasure myself. I'm extremely wet down there too. I am sure she is going to cum soon and I can get home and work off my passion with that new giant black vibrator. She must have seen my hand in action on my cunny. She says, "Ahhh the little harlot is playing with herself. Why don't I suck on your tits for a while. I've always wanted to do that and this is my big chance. She pulls me up so that I am leaning on the back of the sofa. She stares at my naked breasts and she slowly cups my left one with her right hand. She is kind of weighing it experimentally and then dives down and gobbles the point of my tit and nipple. A shot of pure sexual passion shoots through me and I can hardly breathe. She massages my breast enthusiastically while licking and teasing my nipple with gusto. "Oh fuck that feels sooooo good. WOW," I pant. Before I need to beg for it, I feel her hand dip down to my crotch. My legs shoot open instinctively and she caresses all the right places. I am getting a bit dizzy as all my blood rushes to my crotch. She purrs, "I can't believe how hot and wet you are down there. Am I like that too?" I nod a yes. "Wow. I love the feel of your pussy. Here, I am going to put a couple of fingers up your vagina. Wow, it is even hotter in there." By this time I am beside myself with lust and I grab her wrist with both hands and grind my pussy into her hand. I start to hump her hand and am galloping towards what I know will be an explosive orgasm. This horny scene has me as hot as I have ever been. "Yes, YES, YEEEESSSS." I cry, "Don't stop. I am almost ......" Then she stops. WHAT THE FUCK??!!!???? I beg her, "No, no, no baby. Don't stop. I was almost THERE. Please." She is heartless and replies, "Yes, I WILL stop. This is my party, doll and until I get the Big O, you aren't either. You get off really easy. That's likely why you are such a slut. But it takes me forever. I can't remember the last orgasm I've had. Ralph is not a Latin lover by any stretch of the imagination. He gives up way too easily. But I am sure as hell going to get to the promised land today and you are going to keep going until I get there. Now, get down on your knees between my legs and start eating my pussy." I hesitate a few seconds, too long for her senses. "I SAID get that tongue of yours working in double time or those gang-bang pictures will be in every mailbox in the neighborhood." Actually, she has me so turned on that blackmail isn't necessary. I sink to the floor as instructed and look down at her womanhood. I have never been this close to a pussy and it is a fascinating collection of pubic hair and lips of various sizes and colors surrounding secret hotspots. She is impatient and VERY horny. "Time to stop looking and start licking, slut." I follow instructions and move my face to her body, open my lips and dart my tongue to her clit as the pubic hair on her mound tickles my nose. I get an immediate reaction. "Holy fuck, that feels great. WOW." I run my tongue lower down her slit to the opening of her love canal and drive my tongue as far as possible inside. This elicits an even bigger reaction. "Yes, YES. Holy shit. Yes that's the spot. Right there. Don't fucking stop." I can feel her grab my head with both hands and pull my face firmly closer. My nose is mashed into the top of her wet gash. I dart my tongue in and out of her vagina. "Yes. Oh yes. That's good. Right there." I broaden my tongue and lick the entire gash from the bottom up to the hard clitoral bud. She moans with steadily higher tones as I track my tongue up to and then twirling around that most sensitive spot. It strikes me that I am in total control of her senses as if I am a sexual musician playing a well-tuned sexual instrument. I pick up the pace and soon the tempo of my flicking tongue and her deep-throated animal sounds blend into a symphony of lust. I put a hand on each side of her cunny and spread her nether lips as far as possible to open her sex so my tongue licks every secret place. Every lick brings a moan or a gasp until she explodes into lust. "I'm CUUUUUMMMMMMING. Holy FUCK! I'm CU.. CU.. CUUUUMMMMING. AHHHHHHHHhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhh. Wow. Oh, my God." She growls like a female trucker. I stopped my tongue from licking while she was cumming but now move it slightly over her clit. She screams, "NO MORE! No, No. Too much. Too sensitive. You are killing me." I sit back to survey my work. She is totally limp with her eyes closed and a satisfied look on her face. My pussy is burning with desire so I reach down and strum my clit in double time. I explode in a huge orgasm in what seems like a nanosecond. "AHHHHHHHHH. OOOOOOOOHHHHHH. Yes YES, ohhhhh FUCK, I aaaaaammmmm cuuummmming too! Aaaahhhhhhh." When I collect my senses, I look up and see that Silvia is looking down at me wide-eyed at my orgasm. We look at each other and then for some strange reason, we break out into gales of laughter as the sexual tension enveloping us falls away and we see our MILF-selves splayed out comically on the sofa and floor. I feel a deep bond- something stronger than simple friendship with her and I know we will be soul-mates. We get dressed and are having an ice tea on Sylvia's patio behind her house just like the friendly neighbors we are. She admits that she would never have exposed my secrets to the world. She was just blackmailing me to experience being with a woman. I can understand how she feels. That's something I might have done. Now that we have broken the ice, I am confident we will be lovers often. I tell her how her son has been having his fraternity buddies contact me when they are in town to have sex and threatening to expose me with the pictures if I didn't submit. I confess that I love it when these young studs call and we have hot fuck sessions. Sylvia begs me to let her stand in for me the next time one of them calls. Reluctantly, I agree with the stipulation that she tell me everything that happens. What follows is Sylvia's sex adventure story. Sylvia Gets Fucked by a Young Stud - What she said to Dorothy the next day. Dorothy, I couldn't believe I was actually going to go through with a sex date but I had been fantasizing about being with a hot young man since you said you would set me up with a booty call with the next guy that contacted you. The fateful day arrived and you gave me his cell number to call. You also gave me a few tips. I can't thank you enough. Some of the boys you said are a bit shy so it is best to act really scared so they'll go through with the blackmail threat if I don't do everything they want. The emphasis is on the 'everything.' This gives them a feeling of control and unleashes their inner caveman. You have such a filthy mind. I love it. I have to admit to myself that I was nervous about this whole thing. I've never had sex with a strange male. But I had always harbored the fantasy. It was time to act. I summoned up my courage and dialed the number and a male voice greeted me. "Hello, my name is Dorothy. You contacted me and asked me to call." His voice turned stern, "Yes, it's about time you called. I understand you know the drill. We meet. We fuck and all is good. We don't meet. We don't fuck and all is bad. Your orgy fuck photos get spread to your husband and the world, right?" I agreed and he went on. "Meet me tonight at the corner of 4th and Irvine at eight o'clock. Dress up real nice in a dress not in pants or jeans. I like my women nice and feminine." I agreed in a meek voice and he hung up. I went immediately to my closet and started trying on various outfits while humming a happy tune. When I looked at myself nude in the full-length mirror, I thought, "Now, there is a forty three year old fox with breasts that still have some lift and a slim, yoga-trained body that still gets the occasional wolf whistle from the construction workers." I finally decided on a colorful summer dress with bare shoulders, held up with small strings over each shoulder with just the right amount of conservative cleavage showing. It was a bit modest rather than sexy but I thought these young men expect MILFs to be a bit reserved even though they would be shocked at how we're cougars down deep who want sex as much as they do. I also wanted a dress that won't cause my husband, Ralph too be suspicious when I went out 'with the girls.' Soccer-Mom: Stud and Neighbor Call I wanted to wear sexy thong panties but decided on a more simple but still nice pink pair with flowers on the waistband and a sweet pink bow. My girlie parts had a surge of moisture when I envisioned the boy's hand dipping under the waistband and down to my cunny. I dipped my hand to my crotch and ran my palm over my pubic mound and down under to give myself a feel. It felt good to stroke my pussy. But I just knew a male hand would feel a whole lot better. Were you that turned on Dorothy when you went on your first blackmail date? Then, I realized that I had forgotten to shave my pubes like you recommended. Seems all the young girls are cleanly shaven nowadays. I went to the bathroom and did a thorough job, using my husband's shaving cream and razor. I even did the crack of my ass around my anus. Hell I thought, I didn't even take this much care in dressing for my high school prom. So, there I was later at the agreed time, standing on the corner when a four-door, older model car drove up with a young man driving and another in the back seat. The boy in the back leaned over and opened the door and looked up at me. "Hi Dorothy. Get in." I hesitated. I thought there was going to be only one not two. He repeated firmly, "Get the fuck in the car." I slid into the back seat and closed the door, accepting my fate. The car smelled of beer and grass. Both guys had open cans of beer in their hands and several empties were on the floor. The young men were as I expected, about your son's age of twenty-one and better looking and athletic than I had hoped. They wore preppy Dockers khaki slacks and golf-style T-shirts. The one in the front was looking ahead but the boy beside me was brazenly eyeing me up and down as if I was his prey - which, I guess, I was. He was the first to speak. "Very nice. Yes, very, very nice. Hey, Phil we have one sweet looking MILF back here. Yes, a very fuckable MILF. She looks a bit different than the orgy pics but I guess these older ladies like to change their hair color and such." This is certainly not a shy guy. He seemed to know what he wants. I instinctively squeezed my knees together and I felt my face blush hotly. What have I gotten myself into? Wasting no time, he slid over with a shit-ass grin on his face and put an arm over my shoulder. "Let's see what we have down here." The conceited shit reached down the top of my dress and under my bra to cup my breast, skin on skin. It took my breath away. I had expected that we would drive to a motel or some place and have erotic sex like the type of civilized boys I thought were in a fraternity at a good university. That was obviously naive of me. I now saw that when these young studs have a woman offering herself up as a 'boy toy' with no-holds-barred, it brings out a different side of their nature. I didn't know how far these guys would go into the dark side. But I also knew I had made my bed and I would have to sleep in it. The boy pulled the string down my arm that was holding up one side of the top of my dress. Then he pulled that side of the top of my dress down, fully exposing my right breast. "Hey, Phil. Take a look at this." The driver turned around and stared intently at my chest. I felt like such a harlot. "Sweet," he said. I looked out the window rather than watch his eyes ogle my exposure. The boy named Robert kept squeezing my breast and nipple rather hard but I can't say it didn't start to feel pretty good. I stole a glace down at the boy's package and there was a good size tent in his Dockers. He spotted me looking down there. "I see what you're looking at, you slut. Why don't you take a good feel of the dick that is going to fuck you." He grabbed my left hand and forced it to his crotch. I could feel a hard staff that was a lot bigger than my husband, Ralph's. "Nice cock, eh? Why don't you unzip me and give that big fella some air?" I hesitated. "I SAID, take my dick out, slut." I reached down as instructed, pulled the zipper down and could see his red underwear in the opening. "Why don't I give you a hand." Impatiently, he reached in and pulled out his very substantial manhood. I was amazed at the size. He put my hand on it. "Take a good hold of that babe. Bet you never seen one like that." He was right. I circled my hand around the thick base of his penis and there was a good three or four inches still above my hand. I hadn't felt a cock that stiff since my wedding night. Dorothy, I was thinking, how the hell will I be able to fit that thing in my vagina? The boy named Phil in the front yelled out, "Don't you dare start fucking her, Robert. We agreed that I would be first. If you go first with that wang of yours, you'll open her up so wide I won't be able to feel a thing." I cringed at the thought and suddenly I looked at myself and realized I was a grown, female executive and mother, sitting in the back seat of a car with my hand around a strange young man's penis with my bare right tit hanging out like a harlot listening to them arguing about who would mount me first. Life is so strange. Robert snickered, "Don't worry fuck-nuts, I just want to get a bit of head while we drive to the room." With this, he puts his hand to the back of my head and firmly pushes it to his penis. My nose hits the wet tip with enough force that it makes my eyes water. "Sorry, babe. Guess I'm a bit too anxious." He shifts my head so that my mouth is positioned right. I have to tell you, Dorothy that I haven't given Ralph oral sex since our honeymoon. I had taken it off the menu. But this man was definitely not going to accept a no, so I opened my mouth as wide as I could and he pushed my head down until the tip was hitting the back of my throat. I gagged a bit and he said, "Sorry, love. There I go again, a bit impatient. Why don't you just bob your head up and down like a good cocksucker at your own speed." That was a whole lot better idea than him impaling my head on his erection, so I bobbed and sucked the best I could. The taste of him was a bit salty but nice and the scent of his crotch was musky and very masculine. I could feel blood rush to my girlie parts. This was the most erotic thing I had ever done. He seemed happy. He pulled my hair back so he could see my lips circling his hardness. "Wow, Phil. I wish you could see this MILF sucking my dick. It is one sweet sight." I looked up into his eyes and they seemed to be glazed over with erotic images floating behind them. All of a sudden, I felt the car bounce up like it had mounted a curb. Roberts balls bounced off my chin. The driver shouted out, "Put your dick away. We are here at the Love Boat Motel. Yeee HAW." I sat up and put my dress in order as Bob zipped himself up. We took the stairs and entered a door on the second floor. It was a standard motel room with two beds and a few arm chairs. It smelled a bit like disinfectant. Robert went directly to the washroom to have a pee. I was standing with Phil, who is a sweet looking young man about my height with neat blonde hair. Without Robert to bolster his courage, he seemed a bit shy and awkward. He looked down and says, "That is a very pretty dress you are wearing, maam." "Thank you Phil. That is very nice of you to say." He continued, "I think you are very beautiful." I almost felt like eating him up right there on the spot, he was so sweet. Suddenly the bathroom door swung open and out stepped Robert who loudly shouted, "LET THE FUCKING BEGIN." He's a full head taller than Phil and I, with thick black hair and the build of a rugby player. He has an air of danger about him. He was a bit drunk and rowdy whereas Phil had the calm of a pot smoker. He looked over at Phil and said, "What the fuck dude? I leave you alone with this slut MILF and you didn't do anything? You're not in the front seat now man. Dip your hand in there and get a good handful of MILF titty." Phil stepped forward and reached down my dress and under my bra. He closed his eyes and a small contented smile crossed his lips as he groped my breast. He gently rolled my nipple between his fingers. I looked over at Robert who was massaging his crotch over his slacks with a sly smile on his face. "How does that feel Phil?" asks Robert. "Sweet" "Now ask her anything you want buddy. Go for it. Let your mind go wild. She will do anything." Dorothy, I didn't know what to expect and then the sweet lad said, "It would be kinda of nice to have like a strip tease dance." He looked at me. "Would you do that?" I nodded yes. What the hell. Not what I expected but.... Robert sat on the bed and Phil sat in an armchair. The floor in front of them was my stage. Who would have thought it. There I was standing in front of two young men about to take off all my clothes. Lightning strike me down. Robert started singing his version of a strippers song and I started to take down the strings on my shoulders to release my breasts but Robert shouted, "NO, NO. Let's do some struts and shake that booty real sexy like. Unleash your inner stripper, girl. Slow and sexy." I strutted forward, turned and wiggled my ass a bit on the return walk. Robert howled his approval. I turned to face the boys and put my hands over my head and undulated my hips and body. This was really starting to turn me on. I reached down and took two handfuls of my skirt and drew up the hem to show a bit of thigh. Robert was massaging his crotch and ogling my legs. Phil was sitting stiffly with a studious look on his face like a lot of thoughts were going through his head. I leaned over very low and gave them a good look down my top and then gave my chest a good shake. God did I feel sexy. I turned around and bent over and lifted the back of my skirt up high enough so that they must have seen my panties. Robert gave a few hoots at this but Phil was still silent. I did notice a tent growing in his pants. I turned to face them and saw that Robert had his bare penis in his hand and was stoking it slowly. He yelled, "Take it off!" I reached behind and felt my zipper and pulled it down to below my waist. The top was loose and I held it with both hands and slowly dropped the dress to the floor while wiggling my body seductively. Now I was standing there in just my bra, panties and heels. I hoped they didn't see a wet spot because I was getting VERY wet down there. Robert yelled out, "For fuck-sake Phil, pull out your dick and give it a few strokes like you do every night. Phil blushed and just sat there looking at me as I danced. Robert continued, "Baby, go over there and pull his pecker out of his jeans. It needs air." That seemed like a good idea. I was curious about seeing Phil's body so I went over and undid his belt, unzipped and opened his pants, then pulled his underwear and pants down to his thighs. He had average size equipment that would make many women happy in the future. His penis had turned soft from the embarrassment of being exposed. Robert piped up, "Give that dick a good lick. It needs attention." I dipped my lips and twirled them around the head and it is instantly hard. Robert yelled, "Okay, now TAKE IT OFF." I went back to the center of my stage and started strutting and shaking my booty. I reached back and undid my bra and then held the cups in the front. I looked over at Phil who was now brazenly stroking his stiff manhood while his eyes were drilled into my chest. I wanted this to be for him so I blew him a kiss and then slowly revealed my 36C breasts to him. A big grin crossed his face. Crazy, but I feel really good that he enjoyed seeing me naked. I bent over and gave my tits a good shake. They are still very firm for a woman my age. I turned, spread my feet and bent over and shook my butt. I just knew they could see the wet spot there. True to form, Robert yelled, "Look at that fucking wet spot. This bitch is in heat, Chris. She is just lovin' this. Hey, MILF go over there and let Chris take of those panties." I walked over to the armchair he was sitting on. The boy was staring at the Y where my legs meet my body and reached up with both hands, took a hold of the waist-band on either hip and reverently peeled them down slowly revealing my secret place. He licked his lips like a hungry person. My panties fell to the floor. Chris suddenly grabbed the buns of my ass and pulled my pussy to his face and nestled his nose under my camel-toe notch. At this point, I was going fucking crazy with lust. I had just stripped for two handsome young hunks and my pussy was throbbing and soaking wet. Now, one was face-first into my middle and I can feel his hot breath on my clit. Fuck, I needed a stiff cock in my pussy before I went mad. I don't give a rat's ass what they thought of me. I needed COCK with a capital C. I reached down and grabbed Phil's hand and drug him over to the bed. He was hopping because his pants were around his ankles. I flopped him on his back and pulled the pants and underwear off. Then I straddled his waist and dipped one hand down to his cock and put the tip at the entrance to my vagina and impaled the lad as deep as his cock would go. I almost had an orgasm that first thrust. I rode him hard for ten or so strokes until my mad-fury had eased. Then, looking down at him I saw his sweet face looking up at me in awe. His shirt was still on and I pushed it up and over his head. I wanted him totally nude. He had a nice build, not athletic, just nice and trim. Still impaled, I leaned my breasts onto his chest and kissed his ear. He must have been surprised when I whispered, "God, I love your cock." With this, he seemed to come out of his shell. Maybe it relieved him of any guilt that they were blackmailing me - who knows? He pushed me up and took two handfuls of my breasts and massaged them. He grabbed my ass and thrusted his cock into my pussy from below. He rolled me onto my back and fell on me, missionary style. He was thrusting in a frenzy and growling, "So you like to fuck, eh? Well you met the right guy, you horny slut." I moved my hands to hold the cheeks of his ass as he pounded away to assure him that yes, I was a horny slut that liked him fucking me. Feeling his buns put him over the top and he let out a huge growl and gave three big final thrusts and then pulled out and shot strings of semen on my stomach. He rolled off, panting and exhausted but with a very satisfied look on his face. I was still unfulfilled and frantic. I heard a voice on the other bed, "Time to come over here and play with Bobbie." There was Robert, totally naked on the other bed waving me over. All I could see was his big cock. Dorothy, it was like a giant magnet pulling me. My brain was in a primal sexual fog and my cunny was burning with desire. I simply needed that hard cock in my vagina. It was blind instinct like those bloody salmon or something. He is quite a hunk but I tell you Dorothy, if that dick was attached to Quasi-fucking-moto at that moment, I would have run over to that bed just as quick as I did. He saw the look of urgency on my face and said, "Slow down sexy MILF. Don't worry. Robert will fuck you real good." He had a towel and tossed it to me. "Why don't you clean Chris' spunk off your stomach, darling?" I wiped it clean and slipped down beside where he lay with a pillow under his head. My hand instinctively circled the base of his penis. The extreme width and length of it sent a panicky shot of adrenaline through my body along with a simultaneous thrill of anticipation. I snuggled my face into the crook of his neck and kissed him gently as a sign of submission. I was his and I waited for how he would use me. He propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at my body. "Nice. I like. Yes, very nice. Very fuckable." He cupped my breast and a lightning bolt shot down to my crotch. It took my breath away and I groaned in pleasure. "Hmmm. A little sensitive are we?" He slid his hand over my stomach and before he could reach my private area, I had opened my legs as far as I could. I wanted his touch in every part of my womanhood. "Thanks baby for opening up for me so well. Very nice." His eyes were glued to my lower body and I could feel his hand slip over my cleanly shaven pubic mound and then down to the soaking wet lips below. I started panting like the bloody bitch in heat I had become. "Ahhh what a wet pussy we have here. Nice, very nice." He slipped two fingers and then three into my vagina and went in and out several times as I moaned loud enough to be heard outside. Part of his palm slid deliciously over my sensitive clitoris. I would never have believed it was possible to be that horny. "Nice pussy, baby. Not the tightest but very fuckable. What do you think MILF. Want to fuck?" I nodded frantically. The young stud got up on his knees on the far side of the bed and he lifted my ass so that he placed me in the center on my back. He then knelt between my legs and looked down at me with pure lust in his eyes. His cock looked enormous from this angle and it appeared to be rock hard. I instinctively reached my hands up towards him as an invitation and a sign of complete submission. He smiled and fell onto his elbows so that his body was suspended by elbows and knees and only lightly touching my body. I could feel the head of his penis a bit below the opening of my love canal so with no conscious thought on my part, my body shifted my crotch lower so the head was lodged in perfect position. In a heartbeat, he drove that monster deep into my center. I gave a husky growl and wrapped my legs around his thighs to make sure he didn't get away until the burning in my cunt was extinguished. His giant cock filled my pussy like nothing I had ever felt before. It was like a new kind of sex. His hips undulated as he thrust into me over and over again. It was pleasure - pain. As I got closer to an orgasm, I grabbed his butt cheeks and dug my nails into his skin. In desperation, I pulled his ass in rhythm with his thrusting like a jockey whipping his horse to the finish line. Dorothy, all I can say is that the universe exploded in a kind of white light with a feeling that I was leaping off a high cliff into the unknown. It was incredible and almost death-defying. I have never had an orgasm even close to that. I hope you have one that good. I was very groggy at that point. Robert hadn't cum. The boy stud got me on all fours on the bed and drilled me doggy-style. I could feel my tits swinging lewdly with each of his thrusts. I looked over at the other bed and Chris was sitting on the edge of the bed stroking his hard cock as he watched us. I instantly felt like a total slut and a hot blush crossed my face. Then my pussy started getting totally aroused again and I lost all modesty. I could feel his hairy balls slapping against my clit. He started to slap my butt with a real stinging sensation. Pleasure-pain again. Fuck I love it. I yelled, "Yes. Fuck me. Do me, baby. Fuck that pussy." It was no act. Those words just flowed out without any thought. This likely helped him get off because I could feel his weapon convulsing and spewing semen into my pussy and he growled like an animal. I came to, not as intensely as before, but in a good way. Robert pulled out with a loud farting noise coming from my vagina. He must have pumped in a huge amount of air as he screwed me. I was too fucked out to be embarrassed. I fell in a heap to the bed. Robert was kneeling beside me and he yelled over at the sweet boy in the next bed pleasuring himself, "Chris get your fucking hand off that cock of yours." I could see him look up at Robert in surprise. "Our MILF here is going to suck that dick of yours, swallow every drop of cum and lick your pecker clean. Aren't you?" He gave me a push and when I stood up to go over as instructed, he gave my ass another good slap. Soccer-Mom: Stud and Neighbor Call I attacked his erection like a starving person who was handed a popsicle. I licked and sucked his cock. I stroked it. I licked his balls and even the spot underneath them. If he would have spread the cheeks of his ass, I would have licked his ass-hole too but he didn't. In no time, he came in my mouth and Dorothy, yes I did swallow every drop and lick him clean after as I did with Robert right afterwards. By that time it was getting late and I had to get home. I looked a mess but as I expected Ralph was asleep on the sofa when I got home. I gave the boys my telephone number and told them I had bought a new phone. I said for them to call me if they were in town again and wanted a booty-call. Dorothy, I really want to do this again. Please let me. Maybe we can go together. And I was also thinking that I should talk with Ralph and get him to come to a swap party at your house. The four of us can have a lot of fun. Dorothy, thanks for unleashing my inner horny cougar instincts. You are a true friend.