8 comments/ 56778 views/ 10 favorites Jody By: LoveLorelei Friday Night Free Swim is the worst night to guard. Not that I enjoy working at the pool anyway, but Fridays I have to stay until 11pm for the three old people who show up every week. It is 9 pm and Marla, the remaining patron, is making her slow way across the pool. I shift from my left foot to my right. Loise, my supervisor, is packing up her office and preparing to leave. My friends ask me why I don't lock up early, after Loise leaves, and go home or meet them at the bar but I can't do it. Catholic guilt. Puritan work ethic. The joys of being an Irish New Englander. I am watching Marla pull her heavy arm over her head when I hear another splash. I follow a lean shape through her dive under the water. Before I can watch her surface Loise calls out. "Larissa, I will see you on Monday for the water polo tourney." I nod and wave at her and turn back to the mystery figure in the water. She made her flip turn at the far wall and is still underwater. I turn back to Marla who, to my surprise, has begun her arthritic ascent up the ladder. "Good night, dear," she calls as she hobbles to the locker room. "Good night." I walk to a chair and plop down on it. I watch the body move through the water. She is young, I can tell that much. She is a swimmer, clearly, because she knows what she is doing and looks good doing it. After about ten laps, she stops at the wall, right near where I am sitting, and turns to me. "Hi." She adjusts her swim cap. "Hi." "You wanna come swim?" I smile at her. "I can't." She raises an eyebrow. "I won't drown. I'm on the swim team." I laugh. I knew she looked familiar. "I know, I trust you. But I can't. Pool policy." I roll my eyes. "So lock the door," she says, spitting out some water back into the pool. She smiles. "I won't tell." I shrug and can feel her watching me. "I don't want to get wet." The eyebrow goes up and she turns, I assume to start swimming again, which she does, but then spins around and splashes me. I am dripping in water and stand up, mouth open. She swims a slow backstroke away from me, grinning. Something in me shifts, and I peel off my wet tee and shorts and dive into the lane after her. She whoops as I hit the water and takes off. I am not a very graceful swimmer, but I am fast and strong, so I catch up to her quickly then pass her, kicking water in her face. When I get to the edge of the pool I stop to catch my breath, and to wait for her. She emerges, laughing. "Alright, alright," she says "You got me." There is a twinkle in her eye, or maybe I imagine it, because with her face close to mine I am struck by how cute she is. She looks like every nice, pretty, smart girl from high school. There are freckles doting the bridge of her nose and along the top of her cheeks. I pulsate beneath my Speedo. I am a sucker for freckles. "You are a really good swimmer." I blush a little. "You probably let me win." I watch her as she pulls herself out of the pull and sits on the edge. She takes her cap off. Her hair is mostly dry, and I am surprised – it is strawberry blond, almost red, and wavy. Crap, I think. She is really cute. "What's your name?" She shakes her hair out and pulls it into a ponytail with an elastic she has on her wrist. "Larissa. Larissa Pomeroy." "Well, Larissa, Larissa Pomeroy," she grins, "I'm Jody. Jody Isaac." I extend my hand to shake hers and in the very moment that I realize what a dorky gesture that is, she extends hers and laughs. "Do you usually work on Friday nights, Larissa?" I like how she says my name. "Not when I can help it." "You usually party on Friday nights?" "Yeah." No. Unless by party, she means study for French and watch TLC with the other nerdy girls on my floor. "I am here most Fridays, and I haven't seen you before," Jody smiles again, and I notice that one of her front teeth is crooked in the most charming way. Oh this girl is cute. I push off the side of the pool with my feet and tread water about three feet away from her. Neither of us say anything, and Jody gets up. She puts her cap back on and mounts the diving block at the next lane. She pulls her goggles over her eyes and takes her mark. I realize, after Jody is in the water, that I am treading water like an idiot by myself. I swim to the ladder and pick up my rescue tube and whistle. I watch Jody swim laps for the rest of the hour, feeling stupid for the whole thing. When Jody is finished, she takes her swim cap off again and wets her hair in the pool. I walk toward the office to put away my equipment. "Larissa?" I turn. "Is it too late for me to shower? I know I stayed longer than I should have, but we don't have any hot water at the house, and..." "No, no," I interrupt "Of course. You can shower here, I mean." "Great." Smile. Jody gets out of the pool, swim cap and goggles dangling from her finger, and puts her feet into worn flip flops. "Are you going to shower, Larissa?" I hadn't thought about it. "Maybe I'll wait until I get home." Jody shrugs. "Chlorine can really damage your hair, you know," she says, and for whatever reason, I just want to please her. "Yeah, ok. I'll shower too." I go into the office and get my bag then follow Jody into the locker room. I walk past her and put my tote bag on a bench away from hers. She picks up her backpack and comes to where I am. "I'm not stalking you," she laughs, "I just don't like to be alone. I guess it's a team thing, you know?" I smile and laugh nervously. "Sure, no problem." I hate that I am acting like such an idiot. Jody is just being friendly, and here I am trying to ignore her, afraid that if I don't she'll know that I'm attracted to her. Like anyone from this stupid town would figure that out. I open my bag. There's nothing in it but a towel and a book I have to read for College Writing, plus my ID, car keys, and some chapstick. "I don't have any shampoo," I tell Jody, just as she is pulling out her UltraSwim. She shakes the bottle. "I should have some left," Jody says, and then, "Come on, before they turn off the hot water!" Like a puppy I follow Jody into the shower room. She waits until I choose a faucet then stands next to me. My heart races. Jody starts to pull her swimsuit down, and I try not to watch, but from the corner of my eye I can make out a bare shoulder, then the bounce of her breasts as the nylon is pulled away from her wet body. I realize that, if Jody is going to shower naked, I will have to too. I turn my body a little and pull off my suit. Suddenly I am aware that any way I turn, Jody will see me, and I am vow to shower as quickly as possible. I close my eyes and let the water hit my skin, concentrating on the sensation of the water rather than the sensation of showering with a cute naked girl. I distract myself by reciting the periodic table of elements in my head, but then Jody touches my arm. I open my eyes, and she is standing right next to me, literally inches away from my naked body with hers. She is handing me the shampoo bottle. I take it from her and wait until she returns to her faucet before I begin to wash my hair. I can't help it. She is facing away from me, sudsing her hair and humming to herself. The water around her feet is white with the shampoo, and my eyes travel up her body against the current of suds running down her back. She has a tight, small butt, but her back is magnificent – toned and muscular but lean, too, feminine. Her neck is long and beautiful, and her hair is even curlier with the shampoo. I watch her for a moment, mesmerized, until the shampoo runs into my eyes. I turn my stinging, God-forsaken eyes to the faucet and change the temperature of the water to cold. I rinse my eyes and stand under the water for a minute. I take a few deep breathes and reach out to turn off the water when I feel Jody's body behind me. "Why are you showering with cold water, Larissa?" Her voice is deeper, hushed, and her naked body touches mine. I can feel the tickle of her public hair on my butt, her breasts at the small of my back. She puts her hands on my hips. "Let me help you." Purr. She runs her hands along my body, splashing in the water as it hits my flesh. Her hands rub my stomach, my hips, my thighs, almost...then up to my breasts. She cups them, bringing her thumbs and forefingers to my nipples, which are achingly erect, thanks to the cold water (among other things). She brings her face to mine, resting her chin on my shoulder, and moans a little in my ear. "Larissa." Purr. I am pushing my butt into her crotch, stroking a little against her hairy mound. She spreads her legs a little and now we are locked together, the slickness of her pussy straddling my undulating cheek. She drops her right hand from my breast and brings it to my pussy, parting my hair, then my lips, and plunging a few fingers into my wetness. I watch with lust as she brings the fingers to her mouth and sucks on them greedily. "Larissa." Purr. She kisses me. I turn my body to embrace her and kiss her back. I can taste me in her mouth a little and it only makes me want to taste her more. We are close to the same height, so our crotches just about line up, our breasts touch, our mouths at even keel. Her hands find my ass and she is squeezing, kneading the flesh back there. I can't stop touching her back, tracing the impressive muscle tone with my fingers. We are standing under the faucet, under the icy water, kissing and rubbing, and suddenly Larissa shivers, from cold or from orgasm, I'm not sure. I loosen my embrace and, still wrapped in her arms, turn the faucet off. I kiss her again, take her hand, and lead her out of the showers to the bench by the lockers. I wrap Jody in my towel and she wraps me in her. She pushes me gently onto the very end of the bench. I lean back, my bare skin kissing the wood. My legs are straddled and I spread them apart more as Jody, with my pink towel around her shoulders like a cape. She kneels at the end of the bench and smiles up at me from my crotch. I lean on my shoulders so I can watch. I can feel how wet I am and the thought of Jody tasting me excites me even more, before her mouth gets down there. She licks her lips and grins at me, then sticks her tongue out and runs it slowly up the length of my pussy. I let out a moan that surprises me, and makes Jody laugh. "You like that, Larissa?" Purr. "Oh, yes," I manage, barely, as Jody uses her fingers to spread my lips before dipping her tongue inside. I lie back on the bench and close my eyes, visualizing what Jody is doing down there. She licks furiously, and her mouth makes a delicate suction sensation that drives me wild. I bring my fingers down below instinctively and stroke her damp, drying hair. She giggles, and pulls her mouth off of me. I moan. "Turn around, Larissa." Purr. "Get on all fours." I do as I am told and present Jody with my ass. I turn my head to watch; she dips her fingers into her own sopping wet pussy and I feel the peds of her fingers on my asshole. I let out a tremendous sigh. Her fingers slowly push inside my ass and she pulls them in and out, fucking me. It feels unbelievable. She takes her fingers out and finds my pussy again, putting her mouth where her fingers had been. Her tongue in my ass feels unbelievable and I am writhing in pleasure. I've come so many times that it is starting to hurt, a blissful pain. Jody removes herself from behind me and I turn over, standing up, and wrap Jody in my arms. Her mouth is slick with my juices and I wipe it on my towel, then kiss her as tenderly as I can. Jody's hands are on my hips and she rests her head on my shoulder. "What should we do now?" I ask, kissing her forehead. Jody smiles. "I don't know. Shower?" Jody and Her Dildo For years, my husband, Noah, has been asking me for anal sex. Each time he asks, I giggle and say, "Not tonight sweetheart, but maybe sometime." Each time, I see the longing in his eyes as he accepts the rejection and snuggles in behind me, wrapping his big, strong arms around me and drifts off to sleep. It has been about 1.5 years since the last time he asked me, due in large part to me getting pregnant and the birth on our twins, and I'm beginning to wonder if he has given up any hope or conquering my ass. Lucky for him I haven't forgotten those long talks and the lustful look to his eyes when he asked before. Our anniversary was coming up, so, a few weeks before, I called up my good friend Tommy, who is gay, and asked him for some pointers about anal sex, figuring that out of anyone, he would know the most about the subject. His advice shocked me but intrigued me all at once. Tommy said that first, Instead of diving right in; I should use a dildo on myself, when Noah isn't around. This way there would be no pressure to perform and I could go at my own pace. Secondly, with anal, use lots and lots of lube. If I thought I needed the whole bottle, then I should use it. Noah had to leave on a trip the week before our anniversary. I got up the nerve to begin experimenting with my dildo in the hopes of giving Noah a surprise when he got home. I was extremely nervous when I got to thinking about it. So, I got the dildo, lube and a towel, laid them out on the bed and decided that it wouldn't be any easier if I waited till tomorrow. I went to the bathroom and started a nice hot bubble bath in order to get myself mentally prepared for what I was about to do. With the bath drawn I eased myself into the steaming water. I felt like heaven. I took the washcloth from the ledge, dipping it into the water I lifted it to me chin. The water trickled of to cloth into a little river cascading between my breasts. Everywhere the water went a chill followed for the cool night air. I could feel my arousal increasing as I thought about Noah's tongue replacing the water. Drawing the cloth over my breasts, my nipples responded by becoming perky little peaks that ached with need. I lowered the cloth across my stomach as I brought my other hand up and began caressing my nipples. Pinching the buds and sending waves of pleasure down my spine to pool between my thighs. Leaning over the tub, I grab the body wash, squirt some into the palm of my hand and begin to caress myself into a foamy lather. Working the lavender scented soap across my yearning breasts across my shoulders and down my stomach and down between my legs. While soaping up my legs my hand brushes up against my vagina, my God, I'm so turned on, even in the tub I can tell that my pussy would be dripping if I was on the bed. Doing a quick rinse off, I place my hand between my thighs again. Moving my fingers I begin to dance them around my lips, ignoring the tingling sensation of my clit, I move my hand around myself, feeling the tension build as I yearn for my husbands touch. Slowly, I bring a finger onto the point of my yearning. Finding my clit, I brush my finger against it, sending waves of pleasure to my core. As my arousal builds, I part my lips and insert a finger into myself, slowly massaging it in and out. I lift my hips out of the water a little, feeling the water slide of myself as I continue to finger-fuck my pussy as I near orgasm. All these sensations combine and build sending me over the edge. My breathing gets shorter and shorter. "Oh, oh God," I say in breathless pants. Feeling my pussy muscles clinch and relax, I quicken the movements of my fingers. Bringing myself to an amazing orgasm as I feel the rush of energy freed from within. After another quick rinse, I leave the bathroom. A little week in the knees from my orgasm, I sit on the bed with my towel rapped around me. Looking over I see the task before me. I turn the lights down low, and push play on the DVD player that I had set up with a favorite sex scene of mine from one of Noah's porn movies. I leaned back against the pillows and begin to watch as the scene plays. I take the towel off and lay the ends on the bed. Naked now I run my hands over my body. Imagining that my husband is with me, I closed my eyes; my hands become his, as I caress my breasts. Moving my hands down across my stomach, to the top of my still moist, trimmed, pubic hairs, I cup my pussy applying gently pressure as my hips begin to rise in response to my touch. Gently moving my hand, I can feel the build up of another orgasm. But then, I remember the real reason I'm doing this tonight. Turning my head to the side, I removed my hand form my pussy and grab the lube. I squeeze a dime size amount onto my finger. With a shaking hand, I move my hand between my legs and feel my tight, puckered butthole. I begin to work the lube around my asshole. Adding more lube, until I get to the point that I slowly, gently push the tip of my finger into my now well lubed hole. I begin to fuck my own ass with my finger. Getting to the point that I have my whole finger buried deep inside my ass. I realize that thus far I really haven't had any pain, and actually it has started to feel really good. Withdrawing my finger from my ass, I reach over, grab the lube again and apply some more to my fingers. Getting adventurous now, I begin to ease two fingers into my ass. I go slowly at first, and notice that I've started to tense up. So, taking a sec to breath I relax and press my fingers into my ass. The first knuckles go in. I can feel myself stretching to accept my probing fingers. Then the second knuckles are in. I can feel the fullness of my ass. I withdraw my fingers slowly to the tips and ease them back in. Over and over I pull them out to push them in again. This is actually feeling better than I would have thought. With two fingers still in my ass, my other hand moves down to my cunt. I begin to match the thrust of the fingers in my ass to the ones on my pussy, adding extra pressure as my hand comes closer to my clit. As an orgasm begins to build, I slip two fingers into my cunt. I realize that I'm now double stuffing my self and God it feels good. Finger fucking both my ass and pussy faster and faster, I'm about to cum again. Just before I cum, I remove my fingers. Taking a couple of seconds to calm down, I reach over and grab my dildo. Having my fingers in my ass felt good, I'm hoping that this will feel just as good if not better. This is the test and my promise to myself for Noah. Grabbing the lube again, I smear it all over the plastic cock, adding just as much to my semi-eager asshole. Taking a deep breath, I ease the dildo to the entrance of my ass. It has a strange feeling, poised at my asshole. Getting up the nerve, I apply some pressure, slowly I feel my asshole begin to stretch and accept the dildo. The dildo is bigger than the two fingers I had in my ass a few seconds ago, so I had to go slow. Push in a little then pull it out. Appling more lube I push a little harder, then out again. On the fourth or fifth time I felt a "pop' and realized that I hand gotten past the tip and that it was now in my ass like my finger. I held it there to get use to the feeling. That was the biggest part and my ass feels so full. I can't imagine that there's still more that I have to go. I push again and feel the dildo slide further into my ass. Then I pull it slowly out. Feeling the head as it exits my ass. Getting more lube, I start again. This time, the tip goes in easier, as does the next inch of the dildo. Again I pull it out and add more lube. I do this again and again as I absentmindedly watch the video playing on screen. Pushing the dildo in, pausing, then pulling it out. I feel every inch of the fake cock as it stretches my well lubed ass. In and out it goes, until there isn't any more to go! The whole thing is now buried in my ass. After another minute to relax, I begin to pull it out. Then push it in again. At first slowly, then picking up speed. A little bit faster. Then a little faster. I begin to arc my back up to meet my strokes as I fuck my ass with the dildo. Faster I plunge the dildo in and out of my ass. I start to really get into it. Grinding my hips as it slips in and out. Having a good motion going, I brought my other hand again to my moist pussy, sliding my fingers over my clit, as I continued to fuck myself in the ass. I move my hand around my clit in small circles faster and faster until I'm matching that of the dildo. Curling my fingers, I plunge them into my juice cunt. Impaled on both the dildo and now my fingers, I grind my hips back and forth. Feeling an incredible fullness in both my holes I quickly build my orgasm. As wave after wave of pleasure wash over me, I hammer the dildo in and out of my ass, my fingers slamming into my cunt. My god, it feels sooo good. Then the room exploded into colors as I reach my orgasm, slamming the dildo into my ass again I fall against the pillows in a heap of exhaustion, my cum drenching the towel beneath me. As my world returns to normal, I slowly roll onto my side and ease the well used dildo out of my butt. Feeling it slide out I can only wonder why I has taken me so long to try this and has surprised Noah will be when he gets home and I tell him that tonight, he IS going to fuck my ass. Jody and the Stranger After the encounter with the landlord, our money issues eased and both Jody and I wanted to further our sexual adventures. She wanted to watch me with a female, but I told her there was time for that. I wanted to see her fucked again. She flashed me a devilish grin and agreed to my suggestion. We discussed and both decided that she should try to seduce a stranger. It was my idea for her to fuck this stranger in a public place. The idea of it turned me on and she sucked my cock as I described it to her. That coming weekend we took separate cars to the mall across town. We parked on the roof level on a sunny and breezy Saturday afternoon. I took my truck, which has tinted windows, she drove her Camry. I parked two spaces from her, but the roof level was nearly empty. Jody slid out of her car wearing a tight black skirt and white, almost see-through, blouse, only buttoned up half way. She wore her best cleavage bra and her tits were proudly on display. She waved to me and smiled and walked to the elevator which would take her to the mall entrance two floors below. I put my cell on vibrate, slipped the headphones of my iPod on and moved to the back of the cab to stretch out and wait. The plan was for Jody to text me before she made her approach. She didn't know exactly what she was going to say, or at least she didn't tell me if she did. But she said she would make it painfully obvious to whomever it was that she needed to be fucked. Waiting for thirty minutes made me impatient. I was prepared to call her when suddenly I saw Jody and a young looking kid in a leather jacket come out of the elevator. She was holding his hand and leading him at a quick pace. He was sniffing his fingers and smiling which led me to believe he had fingered her on the way there. Jody brought him to the side of her car which was nearest my truck and with her back against the front passenger door she pulled him close to her and kissed him deeply. He was around 5'8" or so with close cut brown hair and an average build, pale skin. He was wearing faded jeans and black boots. He looked to be as young as 18 but no older than 22. Jody was completely in control of the situation. She raised her leg and wrapped it around him, using the car to balance herself. He dropped his head and she told him to rip her shirt open. He did and buttons flew in almost every direction. Jody unhooked her bra from the front and breasts popped out into the sunshine. He knelt down slightly and sucked at her right nipple, then the left. Jody moaned. With that devil grin on her face again she pushed on the top of his head till he was on his knees, her left leg over his shoulder, his face buried in my wife's sweet bald pussy. She screamed as she came just five minutes later, grabbing his hair and grinding her hips into his face. She grabbed him by the jacket and pulled him to his feet, spun him around and pushed him against the car where she was. She dropped to her knees and feverishly undid the buckle on his belt and pulled out his cock. It was no bigger than average, smaller than mine. Jody slowly licked it all over, from top to bottom and back up again, making sure no part of his cock was missed by her tongue. She carefully traced the head and kissed the top. When she put all of it into her mouth he jumped and moaned something incoherent to me. She slowly slid her mouth back to the tip and started it back down again when I distinctly heard him say 'I'm coming.' Jody had no intention of stopping as he shot his cum into her mouth. He grabbed at the car to brace himself as she bobbed her head on it and stroked his balls. Jody just moaned and swallowed. She took it out of her mouth when he was done coming and continued to polish it with her tongue. "You taste good, but I still want you to fuck me." Jody said. "It'll stay hard." He said. "Good boy." She said as she slid out of her skirt, letting it drop to the pavement. She bent over the hood of the car and presented her pussy to him. With his jeans around his ankles he awkwardly stepped in behind her. "I don't have a rubber." He said. "You don't need one, honey, I'm on the pill." She said. Needing nothing else he stepped directly up to her and slipped it in. He began to pump into her and reach around to play with her tits. She told him to pull her nipples and he did, one in each hand. Jody had her left elbow on the hood and her right hand on her clit, sometimes rubbing his balls which were now swinging with a distinct rhythm. Jody moaned and had an orgasm again. The boy was breathing heavy, his pace became slower and more deliberate. He let go of her nipples and bent over her, one hand on her shoulder the other gripping her hip. "I'm coming again." He said. "Go ahead baby, please cum in me." Jody responded. "Yea, yea, yea." He said. "Oh I can feel your cum in me, it's so hot." She said. "Fill my pussy up." The play by play was obviously for me. The boys pace began to slow considerably till he was just laying on her back, catching his breath. His head was covered in sweat. Jody was still playing with her clit and grinding back into his cock, emptying it of whatever was left. I think she came again as I caught her biting her lip and closing her eyes. She said nothing. He stood back and pulled his pants up. Jody grabbed her skirt and began to slip back into it. "So, can I have your number?" He said. "I don't think so," Jody said with a laugh "but why don't you give me your number and I'll call you sometime?" She reached into her purse and brought out her cell phone and typed his number in as he recited it. She kissed him on the cheek and said thanks. He responded with a boyish "Thank you!" and walked quickly towards the elevator. As soon as he was gone I had Jody in the back of my cab, her pussy felt amazing. I was stunned by the vast amount of cum this kid deposited in my wife and she told me the load she swallowed was even bigger. Oh, the advantages of youth. I mixed my sperm with his inside her before we parted. It had been another successful adventure. We were in love with each other and in love with life and looking forward to all it had to offer. Jody Goes on a Cougar Cruise Jake Thornton turned to his wife and asked, "Honey, you are the word specialist in this family. What is a cougar?" Jody smiled, "Cougar? Jake you're much too old to be interested. A cougar is a middle-aged woman who dates young men for sex without commitments. It's purely hedonistic. My good friend Gloria is going." "Wow! Just for sex eh? Well, guess what? A cruise line from San Diego is offering a three-day cruise aimed at cougars, and, I would suppose, a lot of young studs who hanker those hot babes about your age. Jody dipped her head and looked over her glasses at her handsome, gray haired husband. "I doubt that a young stud could compete with a retired admiral who has sailed the seven seas and who, himself, has corralled his share of young lasses and one very satisfied middle-aged on. He gave her back her own quizzical look and said, "Why thank you my satisfied wife. Good sex, warm memories, and hot fantasies are what keep us old guys going. In the innermost reaches of your psyche did you ever dream of corralling a young dude, or maybe, more than one young dude, and having a wild fling. "Lovely old, gold laden, admiral, what I keep hidden in the innermost recesses of any part of me is mine, all mine. Now what are you getting at? For the time being Jake evaded the question. Then he said, "I'm fascinated by this cougar business. We didn't call them that in our younger years I was nailed by a cougar once, and it was one hot experience." Jody was startled. There were sides to her husband she didn't know about. Now he quietly talked about being nailed by a cougar? She asked, "My god. Tell me. Who nailed you?" "I won't give you her name or that of her husband, But when I was a mere twenty-five years-old I became a friend of the wife an admiral in Norfolk. She was a looker and every young sailor, regardless of rank, lusted after her. Those stars on her husband's collar made her untouchable, but her beauty certainly contributed to quite a bit of what was then called self abuse. "I was on the admiral's staff and required to attend various social functions, even if I came stag. She, of course, was duty bound to chat with all of us, but when she found that I was interested in very early American history she would seek me out and we'd talk of patriots and Indians. Believe me, while she excited my libido, I considered her completely off limits. "Then, one day, I was scheduled to take the admiral to a staff meeting. She answered the door and said the admiral had been called to Washington in a hurry and wouldn't be back. The staff meeting was cancelled so I was free for the day. She asked me in for a cup of coffee and a bit more of a chat about Roanoke Island and its mysteries. "At least that how it started. we shared the sofa. To emphasize a point she would grab my hand and hold it tightly. I thought at the time if she knew how much that affected me, she wouldn't have done that. Later I came to realize that she did it for just that reason. She was a cougar long before the term was coined. She refilled our coffee cups then sat down again, this time even closer. And the touching continued, enough to make me nervous, and a little bit horny. "Finally she dropped her voice as if discussing a conspiracy, 'Jake do you know what's happening here?' "I was getting a suspicion but figured this wasn't the time to say it. 'No maam. I'm in the dark.' "I She continued, 'I want to trust you on something. Do I have your promise you will keep a secret.' " 'Of course, maam.' "She leaned over, pulled my face to hers, and gave me the wettest, open mouth kiss I ever had. Then she took my hand and put it on her tit. I could feel her nipple through the thin material, and her boobs were just about like yours, nice and firm, no sag. "Of course I was shaken, but I was also about to cream my jeans, an old phrase you know." Jody was flabbergasted at her husband's confession. He continued telling of how the admiral's wife took his hand and led him into her bedroom, She pulled him close, "I'm all alone, and the doors are locked. Don't be afraid. I want you so very much. Please don't disappoint me." The next kiss took it to a new level. By this time her blouse was unbuttoned, and her bra loose. When she put her arms around him she also put his hands on her bare tit. The kiss was open mouth. She was grinding her body against him. Her arms started groping his cock. Soon they were naked. Jake trying to hold off his orgasm all the time.. Then she fell back on the bed and pulled Jake on top. "Let's put it in dear boy." Jake told her, "I hope I don't cum too soon." Then he got the most profound bit of sex advice he ever heard. She became a teacher, "Now slide it in very slow." Then she said, "Take deep breaths. That's right, nice and slow Close your eyes if you need to. Now relax. Starting at the top of your body and moving down step by step relax every muscle in your body. Let them know you are completely in charge." Jake admitted to Jody that it was strange trying to relax while being balls deep in a beautiful woman, one who could destroy his career. But they were doing some sort of yoga stuff and it worked. He Jake kept control, and kept his erection. Then she looked him in the eyes, smiled and said, 'So far, so good darling. Now start, slowly." Jake continued, "Oh God did!. And she moved right back at me. Then faster. And she moved right with me, holding me tight. I'd get right up to where I was going to cum, then I'd relax and the moment would pass. When I knew I wouldn't get off prematurely and lose it I cut loose. After a while we were both humping as fast as we could. Unlike me she got off repeatedly each time with appropriate moans, whimpers, even a scream or so. "Jody, we kept fucking. I had all the thrills except the big one. Her lovely boobs were pressed against me. she would pull me to her and kiss me as we rocked the bed. I moved sideways so I could watch it go in and out. This affair lasted longer than all the others had previously, and she went nuts over it. Finally as I lay sideways she reached down and grabbed my gonads, squeezed them and said, 'Come in me darling. Shoot it to me.' " "I felt as if every muscle and nerve in my body combined to push me around the corner. I held her so tight then gave it all to her, every inch. and it happened, oh Jesus did it happen,. She nearly swooned with delight." Jody was shaken. "My god, Jake. I had no idea you took such a chance. Who was she?" The admiral replied. "I swore I wouldn't tell anybody. Until tonight I haven't told about the incident. Her name, or that of her husband, isn't important. For a long time I was worried that she might tell someone. But she maintained a discreet distance at parties, while discussing history with me. I always wondered if the admiral hadn't known what she did with young officers. His eyes were misty when he finished. Jody took his hand and whispered, "Thanks for sharing that tender moment Jake. Do you ever think of her?" "I did for a long time, but life went on. I ended up with my own stars on my shoulders and the best wife in the world. I love you more than I could ever tell, but this cougar thing makes me think I'd like to do something special for you, let me think about it for a couple days." They sat quietly for a long time, then Jody walked over and kissed her husband on the forehead and said, "Goodnight my lover with a wonderful secret. I hope you never forget her, and may be someday you'll think of her when you and I are making love." Then she went to bed, and hoped Jake would awaken her when he got in bed. He did, and it was sweet and wonderful. When they finished both had been crying. The next morning Jake said, "Darling I want to tell you something." Oh oh Jody thought, this must be what he didn't finish the other night. She looked at her husband and waited. "Jody I love you more than words can describe, but I don't own you. I know fully how strong your libido is. I also know there are times you must want more than a septuagenarian can give. Please go on that cruise and be a cougar. Be a wild one, a licentious one. Meet a young man and show him what grown up love is all about. Then meet another. You'll have three days. Meet a half dozen if you wish. I won't be jealous, I'll be proud. If you like when you get back you can share as many details as you wish. I get a vicarious thrill out of hearing such things." Jody, a non-religious woman, uttered, "God bless you my husband." A couple days later Jody called her friend Gloria, "Hey sex pot, need a roommate on that cruise?" A couple weeks later, they boarded the ship. Gloria had given her friend some ideas. "First don't look slutty. These guys are looking for class. Sure they will fuck you silly but they want to think you're just a little bit nicer than what they been getting. Actually hou are. Your use of the language bespeaks a lady of culture. Wear a nice outfit that bespeaks professional, educated executive, or in your case, dress naturally. I think for the first night a cocktail dress with bit of cleavage, and a slit skirt which will give a flash of thigh, will be perfect. You will be given small flower. You should wear it over your right ear. That is an Hawaiian custom indicating you're not taken. The brighter the color, the more anxious you are supposed to be. On the other hand, once you and your love go to our stateroom, and I hope its often, don't hold back. I know how passionate you can be. Let it go Jody. Let it all go. And for Pete's sake play the field. Everybody else will. This isn't the time to go wild, not to look for commitment!" Once underway the announcement was made that all cougar passengers were invited to a mixer on the stern commencing at sundown. .As it grew dark and San Diego disappeared behind them. MaryAnn, put on her chic, sheer, beige, cocktail dress, carefully placed a bright red rose over her right ear, checked herself in the mirror, and accompanied her friend to the fantail for the mixer. It looked as if the cruise line had hit upon a winner. In addition to the casual passengers who simply wanted to see Ensenada and Catalina, hundreds of middle-aged women, plus even more young men were on board. The initial drinks were complimentary. Jody chose a glass of Champaign, said "good luck" to Gloria and walked alone to the taffrail where she looked back at her hometown disappearing over the horizon. Before long a tall, handsome man, young enough to be her son approached. "Hello, saying goodbye to San Diego? She gave him the biggest smile possible and said, "Yes it's gone now, along with all my inhibitions." That ought to set the tone. "Hey, what inhibitions could a cougar have?" As he talked he took particular notice of her bright red rose. Then he turned his gaze down to her boobs straining against the thin material of her dress. "Actually I have very few, except those imposed on me by society. And if I under stand advertisements society's norms just wont be interfering. Delightful sense of freedom huh?" Then she took up at him and introduced herself, "I'm Gloria with no last name." "I'm Mac with no first or last name." "Easy to remember, I hope you are someone famous traveling incognito. Now, are you going to ask a prowling cougar to dance?" As expected the dance floor filled quickly and most of the songs were romantic, and slow. Mac wonder if he'd have to fight for each inch gained in the seduction. Jody dispelled that. She moved in close, closer than she would have back on dry land. It was now about two drinks into the evening, enough to chase away any bugaboos of propriety. When Mac's hand move to the bare part of her back Jody made a slight purring sound. Mac looked down at her and asked, "You say something." She followed with a big smile and, "I said growwwwwelll." "How appropriate!" Then he kissed her on the forehead and moved his hands down, down to her ass. That did it, she had deliberately left her panties off, knowing from experience that nothing excited a man more than feeling nothing but bare skin under a this dress. And it worked, he pulled her to him and she felt his erection. Then she pulled his face to hers and brushed her lips across his, smiled and kept their faces close. Mac leaned forward and the next kiss was a real one, becoming a passionate one. She felt his tongue on her lips and opened her mouth. There, among a few dozen others doing much the same, they were in the throes of foreplay. And it was working. Jody pressed back harder against his erection. She wondered what it would feel like inside her. His hand dropped to her breast and he worked his way inside to feel a nipple. She even reached down and groped him through his trousers. Jesus, she was a prowling growling cougar.! Then, taking the lead as expected, she said, "Mac, let's take a walk around the promenade deck and see how hot we can make one another." They walked off hand in hand passing Gloria dancing with her own young stud. Gloria gave her a thumbs up. "Give it to 'em Jody, she called." This surely wasn't a genteel dance at the officers' club. Jody reflected on how free she felt, free enough to be as wanton as a wild animal. She certainly felt the part. As they left and walked under the shelter of the deck above, Mac's on her ass. Mac seemed unable to keep his hands off it. She put her arm around him and felt his hard body pressing against her. When they came to an alcove by a lifeboat stanchion, then walked out of the way of traffic. Again with the hot kisses. She felt his hand at the zipper at the back of her dress. She dropped her hands to his pants and unzipped them, reached inside, and pull out a very hard penis. He dropped her dress and started at the most perfect set of tits he had ever seen. "They are the handiwork of one of the best reconstructive surgeons in Beverly Hills, changing me from a 34C to 36D. I like to think my husband bought them for your enjoyment." And enjoy they did. He bent over, took one then the other, in his mouth. Then he buried his face between them. Jody held his head tightly against her. They were so engrossed they didn't notice the commotion taking place just a few feet farther back in the alcove. She looked over her shoulder and saw two of the cougar crew engaged in their own sexual escapade, escape they had passed by foreplay. A somewhat chunky woman with pendulous tits swaying was leaning against the bulkhead while a much younger black guy, pants around his legs, was pounding it to her dog fashioned. "Oh my god Mac, let's watch this." The she moved closer, close enough to touch them. He moved in behind her. One of his arms encircled her and he grasped her tit. The his other hand worked its way inside her split skirt and his finger made its way onto her clit. This was a new experience for Jody, and she guessed, for her paramour as well. He may have been young, but he was great at foreplay. Only inches from the other action she started undulating her hips. The orgasms came as if scheduled. The lady getting it dog fashioned was nearly screaming with delight, telling her lover to "shove that black cock in me hard, hard goddamn you, fuck me hard. oh Christ cum in me. DO IT DO IT DO IT." And DO IT he did. After a few hard strokes Jody reached down and squeezed his balls. He buried it in his cougar's pussy, said, "OOOOH MY GOD," quivered and held it tight inside her. That set Jody off she followed with her own "OH MY GOD," shook her hips violently and had her first orgasm of the cruise. Mac standing so closely that his cock was pushing her dress in the crack of her ass grabbed her hips, and Jody felt him cum on her lovely black cocktail dress. As they were all adjusting their clothes and as Jody tried to get used to a big wet spot on her ass, she got a good look at the other guy. He was a nice looking young man, and the opportunity for interracial sex had always fascinated her. She hoped to meet him later. But now it was time to make their way back to Jody's room. She still wanted to feel him inside her. She hoped she wouldn't meet the wrong people somehow. Her wish wasn't granted by the fickle finger of chance. When they got into the elevator another couple, dressed as if for dinner was on there. She gave them her bravest smile and hoped it wasn't obvious she had just engaged in sex under the poop deck. She was sure she was wrong when she and Mac walked off and the other, and very proper looking, lady gasped as she looked at the back of her dress. Inside the stateroom, Jody surreptitiously started recording with a small digital tape recorder and placed it on the bed beside them. Maybe Jake would like authentic sound effects of her adventure as well as her description? Then stepping out of her dress, she said, "okay big boy. we had a wonderful foreplay, now the real McCoy." Mac, said, "Okay but I'm not sure I can do it so soon." Jody pushed him back on the bed, moved on top, kissed him, and answered, "Leave your erection to me, big guy." She then grasped his balls, and slid down his body, pausing to suck on and nibble his nipples, something Jake had taught her to do. He explained men's nipples were as sensitive as women's. God, he was a wonderful husband. Mac seemed to like it. He murmured, "Oh Christ cougar that is wonderful. Just don't take a bite out of me." Then down to his balls. She kissed, licked, and sucked on each in turn. By this time she was hoping she didn't overdo it. Her goal was to have missionary sex with him. But he was still not hard, not as hard as a young stud ought to be. She looked up at him, gave him an air kiss, then put her mouth over his cock. As she moved up and down, her finger went to his anus where she probed, then pushed her way inside. Mac gasped and shove his cock at her. It was rock hard now. "Okay big boy time to fuck a cougar." she lay back legs spread and urged him on top. He hesitated only long enough to bury his face in her triangle. She had a winner here. He was even more exciting with his tongue than he had been with his finger. As he licked and probed she wrapped her legs around him. Soon she was on the verge again. "NOW, NOW, DO IT DEAR BOY. DO IT HARD AND FAST.' Mac moved on top. She raised her ass and guided it in. They moved together and he buried it. I was tremendous. Soon Jody wrapped his legs around herself and started babbling incoherently. Then the long low growl oooooooohhhhhh ooooooooh. She moved against him violently as he slammed it to her hard. It was one of her best. And he fucked her and fucked her. Finally he said, "Oh god darling, I can't cum." This was old hat to an experienced cougar like her. She moved her right leg inside his left one to make it tighter. Then she asked "Who was your first sweetheart?" "MaryAnn. She was sixteen, I eighteen." Jody asked, "Did you do this to her?" "On no. She wanted to but I said we should wait. I always regretted it." q"Okay, do it hard and call me "MaryAnn." The pace returned to frantic. Mac held his older lover so hard he crushed her tits. Still she urged him on. She returned his plunges into her body with a piston like counter move. both were now babbling. Jody commenced saying, "Mac oh Mac, you're so big. Do it. Oh god it feels so good do it. Fuck me Mac. Mac did just that, and with a vim and spirit she had not felt in many years. And he called her MaryAnn, for a while. Than as it started to happen he gave those rapid short strokes, gave her a quick kiss, then said, "Jody, Jody, god how I love you Jody." They both quivered and it happened. They lay together for a while. Then Jody caressed her lovers face and murmured, "You were wonderful Mac. Absolutely wonderful. Did you mean it when you said 'I love you Jody.' "