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The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 01

By: cuninglinguist61



At the age of 43, after almost 20 years of marriage , you can only imagine my shock when my wife surprised me with the announcement that she wanted a divorce. It seems that while I was out working to support her and my kids, she was having an affair, and decided that her boyfriend could support her better than I could.

So, once I was settled in to my new apartment, and got over the shock, anger, and all of the other emotions that come with the territory, I decided it was time to get on with my life and start dating. Actually, I guess you can say that it was decided for me.

On one of my weekends with my kids, I had to take both of them in for new glasses. After the eye exam, while they were being fitted for their new glasses, the girl that was taking care of them, who the kids really liked, asked the kids where their mom was. They responded, rather calmly, that this was their weekend with me, and mom was probably at home. She looked up at me with a shocked look, to which I could only nod.

When she was done with the kids, and there was only paperwork left, I told the kids that they could go to a different store in the mall and look at games. 

As soon as they were gone, the girl, Cathy, who I guessed to be in her mid to late 20's and was very cute, asked what had happened, so I gave her the Reader's Digest version. 

After we talked for a few more minutes, and we were wrapping up all of the paper work, she looked at me and said "Well, are you going to ask me out, or have I been flirting all this time for nothing?" 

Needless to say, I was stunned. "Why would you want to go out with me? I'm almost 15 years older than you, and I'm not exactly what a beautiful girl in her 20's is looking for." 

"Well, maybe not most girls, but I am not most girls," she replied. So after talking a little more, we decided to meet for drinks during the week at a local Mexican place that has some great margaritas. 

Nervous as hell (this WAS my first date in 20+ years, after all), I walked in to the restaurant bar, ordered a drink, and waited. After about 20 minutes, Cathy walked in, and I was almost breathless. 

Let me digress to some quick descriptions. I am 43, 5'9", and just over 200 lbs. I work in construction, and still work out semi-regularly(I was a jock in high school and college, until a knee injury), so I am still in pretty good shape, with only a slight belly starting to show. Cathy is 28,about 5'3", and can't be more than 115 lbs soaking wet, with long strawberry blond hair, and a pair of beautiful green eyes.

When she walked in the bar, she was in a maroon dress that ended almost in the middle of her thighs, and had a nice v-cut neck line that showed just the right amount of cleavage. A nice pair of heels capped off the outfit. As I said, I was breathless. She looked hot!!! 

When she walked in, she immediately started to apologize for being late, telling me that her co-workers were trying to give her grief and delay her with all sorts of phony excuses. When I told her that looking like that, she was well worth the wait, she kind of blushed and told me that she wanted to make my first date after all those years memorable. Little did either of us know!!!

After we had consumed a few margaritas, and some every stimulating conversation(I knew that she was intelligent, but she surprised me just how intelligent she was ), we decided to get some fresh air.

As we walked outside, we saw that we had been hit with a spring shower, and it was coming down pretty hard. While we were talking on the patio of the restaurant, she looked at me and asked "Do I have to make all of the first moves here?" 

When I looked at her with a slightly confused face, she said "I asked you out for drinks, are you going to make me initiate the first kiss, too?" . Now, I WAS shocked, but not too shocked to respond by leaning in, taking her in my arms, and giving her a long, deep, wet kiss that must have lasted five minutes. 

When we finally separated our lips, she smiled at me and said "THAT was well worth the wait." ,and we both laughed. That was when we noticed that we were right in front of a window, and everybody in the main dining room could watch us.

We ran to her car and got in before either of us was soaked in the downpour. After making out like horny teens for another 20 minutes, she pulled back from me and asked how far I lived from there.

When I told her it was a five minute drive, she almost pushed me out of her car and said that she'd follow me. I thought "This can't be real!!!" , as I ran to my truck.

When we got to my apartment complex, there were no parking spots anywhere near the building, so we had to run like hell to avoid the rain, we were both soaked when we got into my apartment. 

"I hope that dress isn't ruined," I told her. 

She said "It should be fine. I'll just hang it up to dry," and proceeded to turn around and ask me to un-do the zipper, which I did with shaking hands. She dropped the dress on the floor, and that was when I noticed the she wasn't wearing a bra. She bent over to pick up the dress, showing her tight little ass in a crimson thong, long legs, and heels. 

"Do you have a hanger?" she asked as I stood there gaping at her hot little body. After I hung the dress to dry in my shower, I came out and saw her sitting on my couch wearing a big smile, and not much else. The thong and heels were still on, and she was a vision like I have rarely seen, and NEVER in my own home. 

"You'd be much more comfortable out of those wet clothes" she told me, and stood up and started walking towards me. 

"Let me help", she said, and proceeded to undress me. I could not believe what was happening, and just stood there like a fool. 

As she knelt down to take off my pants, she smiled at the large bulge she had created in my drawers. "Did I cause that?" , she asked with a grin.

"Uh-huh" was the only response that I could muster.

"Well, I'd better do something about that." she replied. "That looks uncomfortable", and quickly pulled my drawers down to my ankles. 

"Oh my!!! I was hoping you had some size, but I never thought you'd have THIS!", she said.I am a little bit over average length, but I am quite a bit thicker than most men.

She smiled up at me, took my hard cock in my mouth, and proceeded to lick and suck on me like her life depended on it. My only thought was "HOLY SHIT!!!" , as she worked me over.

My ex never really got into giving me head, being more concerned about her own satisfaction. Cathy was giving me a more pleasurable blow job than I have had in years!

After about ten minutes of this, my knees were getting weak, and I pulled her up to her feet.

"If I don't stop you now, you're going to make me cum in your mouth," I told her(Something my ex was only able to accomplish three times in 20 years!).

"And your point is?" she asked.

"My point is that I want to return the pleasure, and then fuck you silly." I replied.

"Ok." she said, giggling. 

With that I led her to my bed, and told her that the bed was brand new, and needed to be broken in. I picked her up, and placed her in the middle of the bed, getting in with her. As I pulled her legs apart, I noticed a bit wet spot on her panties, and no hair sticking out of the sides.

"Either you had an accident, or you enjoyed giving me head as much as I did." I told her.

"I LOVE sucking cock, and I've never had one that thick before, so I was really getting into it." she replied. 

"Well, just wait until IT gets into YOU!" I said, and dove face first between her legs, kissing and licking my way up her firm, shapely thighs, with her squirming all over the place. 

As I got to her now soaking wet thong, I leaned in and gave her panty covered pussy a big kiss, and started sucking on her panties. "Oh my god!", she sighed, and I slowly teased her by licking all around her thong, never touching her pussy itself.

"Stop teasing me and eat me!" she yelled, so I pulled her panties off, and started to slowly lick from her dripping wet opening up to her clit, and all around. 

After a few minutes of this, as I slipped a finger, then two, into her wet, tight little pussy, she started to shake, and her legs clamped down on my head. That's when I clamped down around her clit with my lips, and started to suck firmly, but softly.

After less than a minute of that, she exploded in my mouth, yelling that she was cumming. As soon as she started coming down, she pushed me away from her pussy (I couldn  t believe the wet spot on my sheets!!!), and told me that I had to stop, because her clit was tingling and too sensitive. 

"That was the most intense orgasm I  ve ever had!" she sighed, as I knelt between her legs and started to rub my cock along her slit. 

"Oh no." she said, as she pushed me on to my back. "I told you, I've never had a cock this big, and I want to control how it goes in," as she mounted me, and slowly lowered herself onto my hardness.

"Oh yesss!!!", she cried when our pelvises met, and she started to hump and grind on top of me. I couldn't believe how hot, wet, and tight she felt. She rode, humped, grinded, and just plain fucked me from on top for what felt like half an hour, before she finally collapsed on top of me. I could feel her juices running down my balls while she lay on top of me, still buried deep inside of her. 

"I can't believe you haven't cum yet," she said. "My ex never would have made it this long." I just smiled as I sat up, still inside of her, and said "Well, let me do some of the work now".

She climbed off, and we both laughed at the slurping, sucking sound her pussy made as got off of me.

I laid her back, opened her legs, and slid all the way in to the root of my cock, as she let out a loud sigh.

"I could get used to this" she said. 

I started to fuck her now, holding her legs over my shoulders, pistoning fast and hard, then slow and soft, alternating like that for a few minutes.

"What is your favorite position?" I asked "besides being on top?" 

"I like to be fucked from behind." she smiled, and rolled over, showing me her cute little ass. 

I bent down, lifted her hips, and stuck my tongue out to lick her clit from behind. She yelped, and then started to wiggle her ass, letting my tongue get all over. 

I licked slowly from her clit all the way up to her ass, and rimmed her little rosebud for a minute or so, which really caused her to let out a loud moan. 

"Oh wow! I LIKE that!!!" she said.

I got up behind her, and slid my cock all the way into her wetness, my short and curlies rubbing on her ass. 

Eventually, I pushed her down on her belly, slid back in, and started to fuck her like that, straddling her ass as I pounded her pussy from behind. 

"OH yeah! Fuck me!Fuck me hard" she started yelling.

It felt so good like that, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, and I told her I was going to cum soon.

"Tell me when." she said, and after a couple of minutes more, I knew I had reached the point of no return, and I told her it was time.

" Pull out!" she yelled, as she got out from under me and I grabbed my slick cock tight.

She took my hand away and she swallowed my cock as I shot a load that felt like it would take off the back of her head. She then licked off all of our juices from my softening cock, and sighed .

We both fell fast asleep right after that , me spooning her from behind with my sticky cock on her ass cheeks.

The next morning, she woke me with an incredible blow job, before she went to work. As I left for work, my upstairs neighbors were leaving also, and they both looked at me and smiled. I wonder if they heard Cathy???

The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 02



The day I moved into my new apartment was rather bittersweet. Having to leave my kids behind with my soon-to-be ex was a tough one. On the other hand, bumping into my downstairs neighbor (literally) turned out to be quite ... enjoyable.

As I was bringing in another load on my two-wheel dolly, backing up the stairs, the door to the building flew open, and this beautiful young woman in hospital scrubs came flying out, running in to me. She was about 5'4', long brown hair down to her shoulder blades, and bright green eyes. 

As we both stood there apologizing to each other, she asked if I was moving in, and I told her which unit I was moving in to. She told me that I was going to be right upstairs from her, and introduced herself as Brandy. Then she smiled, welcomed me to the building, and said that she was late for work, but hopefully we'd be able to talk soon. I truly enjoyed the view as I watched her run to her car. She had a gorgeous ass!

Soon after I was settled in, I saw her again while I was enjoying a beer on my balcony. She was getting out of her car with her son, who looked to be about a year and a half old, and a guy about her age. I soon found out that the son wasn't his, they were living together, and the kid's dad only popped in about once a month or so. I also soon learned that the boyfriend wasn't much help with the son, and was in fact a bit of an asshole to her. I could often hear them arguing, and I rarely saw him even help her with the boy when they were getting out of the car together.

After a couple of months, they had a huge screaming match in the middle of the night (She came home from her shift as a nurse and found him getting high with her son sitting right next to him. Like I said, he was an asshole, and stupid, at that!). The next day, he moved out. That night, I could hear her crying down stairs.

Over time, we would run into each other, and talk as neighbors do. One Friday, I saw her son's father come by, and pick him up. I saw her a few minutes after that, and she told me that he was taking their son for the weekend, and she lamented that for the first time in months, she was alone for the weekend, didn't have to work, and had no plans at all. I told her that I was in the same boat, and, if she wanted, she could come upstairs and enjoy a bottle of wine or two with me, and we could be alone together.

About 8 o'clock that evening, I heard a knock on my door. As I opened it, I saw Brandy standing there wearing a pair of cut-off shorts and a tank top, looking better that I had ever seen her.

After I was able to stop stammering and close my mouth, I let her in, and we went out on to my balcony, which over looks the parking lot and the forest preserve beyond it. I brought out a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses, and we proceeded to relax in the cooling night air and had a nice conversation about nothing in particular

Half way through the second bottle, we started talking about past relationships. We talked about what happened in my failed marriage. She said that due to some of the noise she's heard coming from my apartment, I must have been recovering nicely.(I knew that I should have fixed that squeaking bed!), and she eventually told me what happened with her son's father (He didn't mind getting her pregnant, but wanted no part in raising his own son) and with her most recent boyfriend, the asshole (His attitude was that it wasn't his kid, so he shouldn't have to take ANY responsibility for him).

As she was telling me all of this, I could see teardrops forming in the corners of her eyes. If there is one thing that I can't stand to see, it's a beautiful woman crying over things that aren't her fault, so I started feeling some sympathy for her. 

I put my arm around her to hold her as she started to cry, and I tried to tell her that it wasn't her fault that neither of these guys were man enough to act like a man and take some responsibility in their lives. 

I wasn't sure if I was getting through to her, but I will admit that I didn't mind the feel of her firm breasts and what felt like hardening nipples against my arms.

When she stopped, I went inside for another bottle, and she went to my bathroom. When she came out, I could tell that she had washed the tears from her face, and more noticeably, it looked like she had taken her bra off, because now I could clearly see the outline of what appeared to be a pair of puffy chocolate-kiss-looking nipples. 

She walked up to me and thanked me for listening to her sob story, and before I could say anything, she wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. Now I could really feel her nipples pressing into my chest, and I liked it!!

She pulled back a little, looked up at me, and kissed me like I haven't been kissed in years!

We tongue wrestled for a couple of minutes, when she pulled back again, and asked me if I thought I could make her scream and moan like the other women she  s heard up here. I told her that there's only one way to find out, and led her to my bedroom.

When we got to my bed, I turned her so that her back was to the bed, and slowly started to take her shirt off, wrapping my tongue around her nipples as soon as they were exposed, and licked and sucked her tits as I slid my hands over her still covered ass. 

Eventually, I started to work my way down her belly, and got to her shorts. When I looked up at her, she had her eyes closed, and was squeezing and pinching her nipples.

I unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down, discovering that she wasn't wearing panties, either.

I gently pushed her back until her knees hit the bed, and she laid on the edge of the bed, with her legs hanging off. I could hear her breathing harder now, and I slowly and licked my way up first one leg, stopping just short of her crotch, and then the other leg. 

By this time, her legs were spread wide, and I could see that her pussy was already dripping wet. I licked up one side of her outer lips, and then the other, teasing her as much as I could.

Finally, she grabbed my head and said, rather loudly, "Quit teasing me and lick me, damn it!"

Well, who am I to deny a lady such a request? So I took my tongue, placed it at the bottom of her wetness, and slowly licked up towards her clit, which by now was almost as hard as my cock. 

When I reached her clit, she let out a loud gasp, and tensed up, and then just went limp, sighing.

I worked my way back down to her wet hole, where I tongue fucked her for a minute or so, and then let my tongue tease her asshole while I slid a finger into her pussy. She almost jumped off of the bed as I licked her little ass and stroked the inside of her pussy, looking for THAT spot.

I went back up to her clit as I put my finger deeper in to her pussy and started that "come here" motion along the top. It didn't take long until she was moaning louder, and squirming her cute little ass around, trying to get my tongue in all the right spots.

When I knew the time was right, I took another finger and placed it at the rim of her asshole, and started to wiggle it around, slowly putting more pressure on it. I didn't have to worry about getting it wet as I pushed my finger slowly in to her ass, because she was leaking enough juices to make it an easy entry, at least for my finger. 

The finger in her ass, and one in her pussy, and the feel of my tongue on her clit soon put her over the edge. She was bucking, grabbing my head with one hand, squeezing her nipples with the other, and yelling "Oh my God! Oh my God!! YESSSSSSSSS!!" as I felt her pussy and ass tighten, and even more juice leak out of her hole.

She had to finally push me away because her clit was so sensitive, and she had to come down from her orgasmic high. I lay on the bed next to her, holding her, as her breathing returned to normal. "I have never felt like that before!" she told me " No guy has ever even touched my ass before, much less licked it like that!!"

"But, did you like it?" I asked. 

"Hell yes!" she replied. "That was the best, most intense orgasm I've ever had. And it was the first one I've had in over a year that I didn't give myself!" 

"You mean Mr. Wonderful couldn't do that for you?" I asked, referring to her asshole ex. 

"Please! He was only concerned with getting himself off! You spent more time down there tonight than he did in a month!" she told me. 

"Now it's my turn." she said, rolling my on to my back. She started by kissing me, tasting herself all over my face. 

"Hm hm hm ... I love licking pussy juice off of a face" she said, as she started to work her way down my chest and belly, zeroing in on my stiff, hard cock.

She wasted no time with teasing, she just took my cock in her hand, and lowered her mouth down as far as she could, until I could feel the back of her throat at the tip of my cock. "There is no way I'm going to be able to swallow this thing," she said "But I'll give you the best head that I can". 

Like I was in any position or condition to argue or complain?!?!?

After about 15 minutes of her sucking and licking my cock, and trying her best to swallow it, she finally sat up and said that she had to stop."That monster of yours is either going to choke me or give me lockjaw if I keep going" and she climbed on top of me, rubbing the head of my cock onto the wet opening of her pussy.

As she started to lower herself onto my cock, we both let out loud gasps and sighs. She had one TIGHT pussy!! "Roger (the asshole) was about as long as you, but no where near as thick! I like the way you fill me. You're touching places that have never been touched!" she sighed, as she rocked and rolled her hips, grinding her clit on to my pelvis.

After a couple of minutes of her riding me, she started to breathe heavier, and was shaking. "OH shit! I'm going to cum again!" she yelled, as I felt her pussy walls squeeze my cock.

When I knew that she was done cumming, I lifted her off of me, and told her that it was her turn to just sit back and enjoy. 

"I want you to fuck me from behind" she told me, and rolled onto her belly, putting that hot little ass in the air. I got in behind her, and slowly slid my thick, hard cock back into her.

We fucked like that for a few minutes, when I wet my thumb in her juices, and placed it at her asshole. "Oh, yes!" was her only reply, as I slowly slid my thumb in, alternating between my thumb and my cock. Thumb in her ass, cock at the mouth of her pussy. Cock deep in her pussy, thumb at her ass opening.

After a couple of minutes of this, I could feel her squeeze me, so I buried my cock into her pussy and my thumb as deep into her ass as I could get it.

"OHMYGODI'MCUMMMMMINGGGGGGG!!" she yelled, as I felt everything on her tighten and shake. All of this finally caused me to hit that point, and I told her I was going to cum. 

She told me to cum inside her, that she was on the pill, so I pulled her hips to me and came, hard, as deep into her pussy as I could, mixing our juices.

After we both came back down to earth, and we were laying on my bed, getting our breath back, she sat up, took my softening cock, and started to lick me clean. "The only thing better than pussy juice is cock-and-pussy juice" she told me.

As we fell asleep in my bed, spooning, I wondered "How does she know so much about pussy juice?"



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 03



The day that my divorce became final, I decided to celebrate the best way I knew how. I went out drinking with some old friends that my ex had driven away, to the old neighborhood that she had moved us out of.

We started out by going to dinner, at a restaurant/bar that was now owned by another old friend of ours, and then we headed out to hit the bars. Fortunately, there were still a couple of bars that catered to the not-so-young crowd, as we are all in our mid 40's. 

As the night progressed, one by one, my friends started dropping off, until there was only two of us left, myself and my old drinking buddy, Gary. At that point, we decided to hit one more place, a place that was a true drinkers bar, not a meet market, or a dance club. As soon as we walked in, I recognized the bartender, an old childhood buddy. As we were catching up, and I told him why we were out celebrating, he laughed, and said that maybe it was my lucky day. He said that in the back bar, there was a group of women, who were celebrating another divorce, and the divorcee was hot. 

Well, I didn't need any more encouragement, and headed off to the back room with my one remaining friend in tow. When we walked in the back room, I quickly noticed that the only people back there was a group of four women, and I recognized two of them. One was an old girlfriend, Dee, and the other was her best friend, Cindy. The first thing that I did was walk up to the back bar and order a round for the women, and for Gary and myself.

With a tray full of drinks, we walked up to the women, and introduced ourselves. Dee looked like she was going to freak out when she saw me, and even Cindy looked happy. Dee jumped up out of her seat and gave me a hug that damn near forced all of the air out of my lungs. The whole reason that Dee and I stopped dating was our age difference, and her parents objection because of it. At that time , I was 21, and she was 16, so I guess that I could see their point. I had always gotten the impression back then that Cindy liked me, too, because of the way that she used to look at me, and giggle.

While Dee was hugging me, I immediately had flashbacks to when we were dating, and especially when we were alone. I remembered that Dee had not only a large pair of tits, but for their size (easily a C or D cup), they were extremely firm! The first time that I got her naked, she wasn't even wearing a bra, and there was no sag at all! I started wondering how they had held up over the years. The best news was that Dee was the new divorcee!

After the first drink, one of the women announced that she was going home, so that just left Dee, Cindy, their other friend Kat, and Gary and myself. Gary and Kat were hitting it off rather nicely, and I was enjoying the attention of both Dee and Cindy. I could tell that the women had been there for a while, as all three were starting to slur their words a little, and they were all laughing a little too much at our bad jokes. Dee and I were catching up, with Cindy joining in, when a slow song came up on the juke box.

Dee immediately jumped up and said " I love this song. Dance with me!" and pulled me up. As we hit the dance floor, I saw that Gary and Kat were also dancing, leaving Cindy alone at the table.

While we were dancing, Dee pulled herself tight to my body, and I could feel her big tits pressed up against my chest. She laid her head on my shoulder, and we danced a while. Then she straightened up, and she looked me in the eye and said "You do know that you were my first, don  t you?" 

"Of course I remember that." I told her. "I would also like to be your next." With that she gave me a big smile, and pulled back in tight. I knew that she had to feel my hardening cock against her belly, but she didn't seem to mind.

"As long as that dick of yours is as big as I remember. My ex was tiny, especially compared to you, and he could never last more than five minutes." 

After the song was over, another slow song came on, and Dee pulled away and told me that I should dance with Cindy. I asked if that was really a good idea, considering my condition, and she just smiled and said "That's WHY I think it would be a good idea. You know that she always had the hots for you." 

Well, what was I supposed to do? I walked up to Cindy, too her hand and said "C' mon. Let's dance." When we got onto the dance floor, Cindy looked at me and said "You really don't have to dance with me, you know." 

"I know" I replied. "I WANT to dance with you. So hold on, and let's dance." 

As I pulled her in tight, she was rubbing up against my re-hardening cock, and she sighed as she moved around until she found a spot where my cock was hitting the right spot on her body. I have to admit that Cindy was quite a different feel in my arms than Dee was. Dee has a more round, voluptuous, full body, where Cindy is short and petite, with small breasts. Dee was much more outgoing, where Cindy was the quiet, mousy type. While we were dancing, my hand was rubbing her back, and I could feel, and hear, her sigh and pull in even closer. What I couldn't feel was a bra strap. 

While we were dancing, we started talking a little, and I knew she was drunk when she admitted to me that she was jealous of Dee because I took Dee's virginity. She told me that her first time was too short, and that she had never had an orgasm with a man. It took me a second to realize what she had just said, so I looked at her and asked what she meant by never having one with a MAN. She blushed, looked over my shoulder at Dee, and smiled.

AT that point, my cock got even harder that it already was, and Cindy just purred as it was pushing against the mound just above her crotch. I let my hand slide down to just above her ass, and pulled her in even closer, and she almost started humping against me on the dance floor. 

At about that time, the slow songs ended, and Gary (I had forgotten has was there!) came up to me and told me that I was on my own for the night, that he and Kat were leaving together. I told him that I didn't think that would be a problem, and he laughed.

When I got back to the table, Dee and Cindy were talking, and Cindy looked like she was blushing. "Cindy told me that she REALLY enjoyed dancing with you!" Dee said. 

"I think we both enjoyed that" I replied., and Cindy blushed even more. 

"She also told me something very interesting" I told Dee.

Cindy gasped out loud, and Dee chuckled. "Yeah, she can be a little chatterbox when she drinks" she said. 

As I was offering to buy another round, Dee said "Why don't we go to our place and have another drink, instead."

"Our place?" I asked. 

"Yes, after I became separated, I moved in with Cindy. We're roomies." Dee told me. Now my imagination was starting to go wild, and I said "Well, why don't we." , and we left.

Fortunately, their apartment was only around the corner from the bar, but I enjoyed every step of the walk. I had my arm around both women, and my hands were squeezing both asses while we walked. Quite a contrast. Dee's ass isn't fat by any means, but it is quite meaty. Cindy's on the other hand, is small and tight. I also realized that Cindy either wasn't wearing any panties, or she was wearing a thong, because I couldn't feel anything but her skirt. Dee was wearing a heavier pair of pants, so I really couldn't tell what she might have on.

When we finally got to the apartment, Cindy went to the bathroom, and Dee and I went into the kitchen to make a couple of drinks. "You're the old bartender, earn your keep" Dee teased, as she led me back there. 

As I was pouring, Dee came up behind me and started rubbing her hands on my chest from behind me, while pushing those big tits against my back. "Oooh, I see somebody still works out" , she said. When I was done pouring, I turned, still in her arms, and started kissing her. That was a hot, wet, intense kiss! 

When we heard the bathroom door open, I tried to pull away, but Dee was having none of that. "Trust me, Cindy isn't going to mind" she said, and pulled my lips back to hers. 

I heard Cindy walk in, chuckle, and ask Dee "You just couldn't wait, could you?" 

"Nope" Dee replied..

"Well, ladies, if you'll excuse me , now I need to use the bathroom." I told them. 

Dee said that she would grab our drinks, and that when I was done, I should meet them in the front room.

When I was done, I splashed some cold water on my face, and looked at myself in the mirror. "What in the hell did you get yourself into?" I asked my reflection. I dried off, and went into the front room, where I saw Dee and Cindy locked in an embrace, tongue wrestling. 

"You just couldn't wait, could you?" I joked. 

Both women looked at me and replied, at the same time "Nope." That made all three of us laugh.

"You're welcome to join us, if you'd like" Dee said. "Better yet, why don't you take my place for right now, while I go to the bathroom." 

I sat down next to Cindy and said "You don't have to do this, you know." 

"I know that." She answered. "I WANT to." 

With that, I gently pulled her in and started kissing her. We started getting hotter with our kisses, and my hands were sliding all over her body outside of her dress. She started moaning, and I realized that Dee had been gone for a while, when I heard her say "When she's been drinking, her nipples get real sensitive.", and Cindy moaned even louder.

I looked at the doorway where Dee was standing, and I saw her in a baby-doll negligee, in a green color that really set off her eyes. She also had one hand inside of it, stroking her pussy.

"You're welcome to join us, you know" I said, and she echoed my earlier reply. 

"I know. I just want to watch you two right now." 

Cindy and I started kissing again, and she was getting even hotter that before. I could tell that she was looking at Dee every once and a while, and that seemed to get her even hotter.

I started to rub her nipples through her dress, and she just melted into my arms. I slowly started to un-do the zipper on the back of her little dress, and slowly removed the dress from her shoulders, kissing her newly bared flesh as I went.

When I got to her nipples, I gave the first one a kiss, and she gasped so loud that I knew Dee heard it. While I was kissing and licking her hard nipples, I marveled at how physically different from Dee she was. Her tits were small, B cups at best, but her nipples stuck out almost a full inch. I kept sucking and licking on them while my hand went down to her leg, and started stroking her thigh. I slid my hand up under her skirt, and reached her pussy.

She was dripping wet, and hairless! I made my finger stroke her wetness, and gently tease her opening. "She really likes her nipples nibbled on while you play with her pussy." Dee told me, and I looked over at her. She was sitting on the love seat, playing with her own tits (They STILL had very little sag to them!), and fingering her pussy.

I slid just the tip of my finger into Cindy's wet pussy, and I started gently nibbling and chewing on her hard nipples. This really set her off, and she stiffened, and started to shake a little, holding my head in tight to one nipple, and with the other hand, forced my finger deeper in to her pussy. 

When she stopped, I told her to stand up, so I could remove her dress completely. She stood, and the dress just slid down over her hips, and pooled around her feet. She looked like a hot little teen-ager, especially with her bald pussy, even though she was in her late 30's.

"I don't think it's fair, or polite that he still has his clothes on." Dee said. 

Cindy knelt down and started to remove my pants. When I started to unbutton my shirt, Dee came over, slapped my hand, and said that was her job. So, I just sat back and let the ladies do what ever they felt needed doing!

Cindy pulled down my pants, and pulled them over my feet, the whole time staring at the bulge in my shorts. "Nice!" she whispered, as she stroked my cock through my underwear. 

"Well, are you going to take those off of him?" Dee asked, and Cindy grabbed the waistband, and pulled them down and off.

Cindy gasped, again, and said "Oh, wow!"

Dee stopped nibbling on my nipples and said, "Yep. Just the way I remember it. Thick and juicy!" 

Then Dee got up and pushed Cindy's head toward my cock, and finished removing my shirt. "Cindy is great with a clit. Let's see how she is with a cock" Dee whispered in my ear. All I could think was that if Cindy was anywhere near as good with a clit as she was with my cock, Dee must be VERY happy!. 

After watching Cindy bob up and down on my cock for a couple of minutes, Dee got up and walked behind Cindy, knelt down, and started playing with Cindy's nipples. Feeling her moan with my cock in her mouth was an incredible feeling, almost enough to make me cum.

While she was squeezing Cindy's tits, Dee leaned over and whispered something into her ear. Cindy started to take me as deep as she could, and Dee started playing with Cindy's pussy, which made he go even deeper. I could feel Cindy squirm as Dee was fingering her pussy, and Cindy did what no one ever had before. She managed to take me all the way into her throat!

"Oh my God, is that HOT!" Dee said softly, then she quit fingering Cindy"s pussy, lay on her back on the floor, and I saw Cindy move her hips up as Dee slid underneath her, pulling Cindy's pussy down to her face. 

Dee must have been doing a hell of a job, because Cindy started shaking again after just a minute or so, and I could tell she was cumming again. She took my cock all the way down her throat as she exploded all over Dee's face, and then just pulled back, panting like she'd just run a marathon.

"OK, if you're done with this, it's my turn", Dee said as she moved Cindy out of the way and started sucking and licking my cock. 

Eventually, Cindy recovered and got behind Dee and started playing with her big tits. Dee has some of the biggest aureola I have ever had the pleasure to meet, and I remembered how sensitive they were as Cindy started working on them. 

Dee was trying to match what Cindy had done to my cock, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to deep throat me, so she kept sucking, and bobbing on it. 

Cindy then paid Dee back by sliding underneath her, and licking on her clit while Dee sucked me off. It didn't take Dee long to get off, and I knew that it was time for me to fuck someone.

"I need to bury this deep inside something hot and wet." I said, as I held my hard, stiff cock in my hand. 

Dee was just recovering from her orgasm, and told Cindy to take me into the bedroom, and that she'd be there when she had the energy. Cindy just smiled and said "OK!" as she stood up, grabbed a hold of my cock, and led me toward one of the bedroom.

She led me to the bed, pushed me down onto it, and said "I've wanted to feel this inside me ever since the first time I saw it ...20 years ago." 

"Huh? 20 years ago?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I was hiding in Dee's closet one time when you were fucking her." she told me. 

"Now lay down. I'm going to fuck you, but I want to ease this monster into me." 

"Well, OK" I joked. I laid down, and Cindy straddled me, took my cock in her hand, and started to lower her pussy onto it. 

"Holy shit" I said, as I felt her tight little pussy slide down on my cock. 

"Yeah, I've never had one this big before. Even Dee's dildo doesn't fill me like this!" Cindy said, as she started to ride on my cock. After a couple of minutes rubbing her clit on me, she started to shake, and said "I can't do this anymore. I want you on top." She got off, and lay down with her legs spread wide.

Before I could climb on, though, Dee jumped in and started licking Cindy's pussy. Well, with Dee's ass sticking out like that, I got behind her, held on to her hips, and still slick with Cindy's juices, slid my cock into her pussy from behind.

"Hey, I wasn't done with that!" Cindy said.

"Don't worry, you can have him back in a second, I just wanted a quick taste first" Dee told her. 

After Dee was done licking Cindy's bald, wet pussy, she sat back, grabbed my cock and aimed it at Cindy's pussy. Then she got behind me, put her hands on my ass, and pushed me in to Cindy. From this position, Cindy was even tighter than she was when she was on top of me.

While I was fucking Cindy like this, Dee started playing with Cindy's pert little tits, and squeezing her nipples.

Eventually, Dee climbed on top of Cindy, in a 69, and started licking Cindy's clit while I fucked Cindy, and Cindy was licking Dee's pussy.

I knew that I had to fuck Dee soon, before I came, so I pulled out of Cindy, climbed behind Dee, and slid my cock into her wet hole. While I was fucking Dee, she kept licking Cindy, and Cindy alternated between licking and sucking on Dee's clit, and licking my balls and the underside of my cock as I was sliding on the out stroke.

Then, Dee surprised the hell out of me. She pulled her face out of Cindy's crotch, turned her head, and told me "Put it in my ass! I want you to fuck me in the ass! NOW!" So I pulled my cock all the way out of her hot, wet pussy, and placed the head of my cock at her asshole.

I pushed my dick into her ass, still covered with her juices, and it slid in easier than I thought it would. Obviously, she had done this before. "Oh, yes! I feel so full!" Dee cried out.

"Fuck my ass! Fuck me!" As I was sliding my cock into her tight asshole, I felt Cindy slide a finger into Dee's pussy, and she kept licking and sucking on Dee's clit.

"Oh shit!Oh, fuck! Yess! Yess!!!" Dee kept yelling .At this point, I knew that I wasn't going to last too much longer, and I told Dee that I was going to cum soon. "Oh yeah! Fuck my ass!Cum in my ass!!" she told me.

I grabbed Dee's hips and slammed my dick all the way into her ass as I felt myself start to cum, which triggered Dee's loudest orgasm, which set of Cindy's orgasm.

When I was done cumming, I pulled out and collapsed on the bed. Dee fell forward and rolled off of Cindy. We all lay there panting, trying to catch out breath.

The next morning, as I was starting to wake up, I felt the bed moving, and heard a moan. As I was eventually able to open my eyes, I saw Cindy with her ass up in the air, and her face in between Dee's legs. Unfortunately, my cock felt too raw at that point, so I went into the bathroom, washed my cock off, and went back into the bedroom just in time to see Dee get off from Cindy's tongue work. 



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 04



After a long, hot summer of doing almost nothing but work (and the occasional visits from some FWB's), I was looking forward to August, when my son's football team starts practice. I help coach the team, and have always enjoyed getting out there with the kids, and teaching them the game that I love. It doesn't hurt that quite a few of the moms are pretty damn cute, too.

One evening, I was working with one of my lineman, who had made a remarkable turn- around from the year before. This year, he had gone from where-can-I fill-him-in, to holy-crap- the-kid-became-a-stud! I was teaching him some technique while we were waiting for his mother to pick him up after practice.

I had met mom the year before, while I was going through my divorce. While I thought that she was cute, she was a bit heavier than I usually like my women, plus, she had a boyfriend that I thought he was a bit of an ass, just from some of the things that I had overheard him saying to her, and her son.

While I was talking to him, I heard this voice call out to him, and we both turned around. The sight that greeted me was quite a pleasant surprise. A woman was walking up to us in a tank top and a short pair of shorts, with a nice set of stems coming out of them.

"Hi coach. I'm sorry I'm late. I had to stay at work a little later than usual. Thanks for staying with Eric for me." the lady said.

I must have had quite a shocked and confused look on my face, because she looked at me and said "You DO remember me, don't you? I'm Eric's mom, Jennie." 

"Yes, of course I remember you!" I answered. "I'm sorry. I didn't recognize you at first."

"Yeah, that's what everybody says. I lost 300 lbs over the spring and summer." she giggled.

"I'm sorry, 300 lbs.?" I asked.

"Yep. Of course 250 of that was that cheating ass of a boyfriend of mine, but 50 was all on my own." she replied.

"Wow. Well, I've got to tell you, you look great! Congrats on all 300 lbs." I told her.

"Thanks. I feel a hell of a lot better, let me tell you!" she said. "Well, we've got to get going. I'm hungry, and I'm sure my eating machine here is too." 

As I was packing up the rest of our gear, I watched her walk away, and was entranced with the way her ass swayed in those shorts she was wearing."Damn," I thought to myself, "I hope she picks him up more often!"

As the season progressed, I saw more and more of Jennie, and she looked better every time. After a scrimmage that we had against one of the local powerhouses in our area, we sat the kids down and gave them a pep talk. While I was giving my part of the rah-rah speech, I was looking around at the parents, also, who were all standing a few feet behind the team, and I noticed Jennie looking at me and smiling.

Afterwards, she came up to me and started talking to me about how her son was doing this season, and if there was anything that he could do to improve his game. I told her that Eric was doing fine, and was significantly improved over last year. 

When I knew that our conversation was drawing to an end, I looked at her and said "I know that this may be inappropriate, being Eric' s coach, and that I should probably wait until the end of the season, but, would you like to go out for a drink some time?"

To my surprise, she smiled at me and answered "I would love to. I was wondering if you were ever going to ask me." 

We decided to go out for dinner on our first date. She told me that her favorite Italian place was a little Mom-and-Pop restaurant that just happened to be about two blocks from my apartment. I told her that I have never been there, and that it sounded like a nice place to have dinner.

We decided to meet at the restaurant, since she would be dropping her kids off first. Even though I only live a couple of blocks away, I decided to drive there, just in case dinner went well, and we went some place after. I got there early, and waited in my truck, in the parking lot. 

When she got there, I got out, and was immediately stopped in my tracks. Jennie got out of her car, and was wearing a short summer dress, that was low cut in the front, and a pair of sandals. The way the dress formed around her hips, her firm looking legs sticking out from the bottom, and the nice display of cleavage that the low neck line gave, I could almost feel the blood starting to rush to my dick. 

They put us in a booth in a quiet corner of the place, and brought us our menus. The waitress asked if we would like a drink while we were looking over the choices, and I asked Jennie if she wanted to get a bottle of wine.

"Oh, that sounds nice, but I've got to warn you, I get a little dangerous when I drink wine sometimes." she told me, with wicked little grin on her face.

"In that case, make it two bottles." I joked with the waitress, and picked out a bottle of red that I thought Jennie would like.

Over dinner, we got to know more about each other, and she told me that she could tell that I was going through a rough time last season, because of the way that I got mad over a couple of little things, and the same things didn't bother me at all this year. I explained that my ex hit me with the divorce one week into the practice season, and we were battling the whole season. I knew that it was affecting me, but I didn't know that it was that obvious. 

"You've got to remember, I'm a bartender. It's my job to pay attention to people." she told me. "You definitely seem more together and easy-going this year. That's a good thing." 

As we finished dinner, and we were well into our second bottle of wine, I joked with her that I thought she seemed to be handling her wine pretty well.

"I didn't say that I couldn't handle wine," she answered, "I said that I get dangerous when I drink wine. The question is, will you be able to handle me?"

I took that as a challenge, and smiled at her. "I guess we're just going to have to find out, aren't we?" I told her.

"Oh, you think you're man enough, huh?" she asked, as the waitress came to the table. "We'll have another bottle, please." Jennie told the girl, as she gave me her wicked grin again.

"Oh, damn," I thought to myself, "I better buckle up. This could be a wild ride!"

By the time we finished the third bottle, we were both pretty buzzed, and feeling damn good. I paid the bill, and as we walked out, the owner came up to us and asked if we wanted him to call a taxi for us. 

"That's ok, I just live a block away.  I told him.

"Isn't that convenient," Jennie asked, "No wonder you agreed to this place so easily. You thought you would get me drunk, and take me back to your place." 

"You're the one who ordered the third bottle of wine." I reminded her.

"Yeah, I did, didn't I?" she giggled.

We decided that we would walk back to my place, to walk off dinner, and because the cops in my town have no sense of humor when it comes to drinking and driving. Being popped for a DUI would not be a good way to end a first date!

While we were walking, or stumbling, home, we talked a little more, and I helped support her by putting my arm around her shoulder. When we got to my place, I brought her in and locked the door. As I turned around, she was standing there with a funny look in her eyes.

"I want you to understand something, before either of us gets ant wrong ideas," she told me. "I'm not looking for a serious relationship. I"m not ready for one right now. I like you, and I like the way we get along, and that we talk, but I'm not ready for a committed relationship. I'm drunk, and I'm as horny as hell right now, but if you're looking for anything more than some fun, tell me now." 

"I think we're going to get along just fine," I smiled at her, "I've only been divorced a year. I'm not ready for anything serious right now, either." 

"Good. Then we understand each other." she said softly, as she walked up to me and pushed me back into my recliner. "Now, let's have some fun, while we're both still good and drunk."

With that, she sat in my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled me in for a kiss. A long, hot, wet kiss that seemed to last for an hour. "Holy shit!" I thought, "If she kisses like this, I can't wait to see what else she can do with her mouth!" 

I didn't have to wait very long to find out. The kissing turned into petting before too long, which turned into outright groping. Soon enough. She slid off of my lap onto the floor, and positioned herself between my legs.

"I hope you don't mind, but I've got to see what's been poking my in the back of my leg for the past few minutes." she told me, as she started to undo my pants, and pull them off.

"Oh, ok, if you have to." I joked.

As she pulled my boxers off, she took a hold of my now stiff cock, and said "Oh, yeah. I'm gonna have fun with this!" as she started to kiss and lick the head.

While she was licking my cock, I took my shirt off, and she then got up on her knees, and lowered her head all the way down over my dick and started to slowly suck on it.

"Oh, my god!" I exclaimed as she started to suck a bit more firmly.

"Mmm," she said, as she stroked my hard cock. "I like to give head, so you'd better just sit back and enjoy. I'm going to be here for a while. It's been a while since I've tasted some cum." 

"Ok," I told her, "but I've got to tell you, very few women have ever been able to get me off from giving me head."

"Oh, good. I like a challenge. Now be quiet, relax and enjoy. I've going to have some fun now." she responded.

She proceeded to give me some of the best cock-sucking that I've ever had. She truly enjoyed giving head, and it showed. She would suck on my stiff, hard cock for a while, then she would lick and kiss her way up and down the length of the shaft, stroking it.

After a while, she took my hands, and brought them to her head. I took the hint and grabbed a hold of a handful of her hair, and started bobbing her head up and down on me. She really started going nuts on me then, and sucked with even more enthusiasm and firmness.

It didn't take too much more of this fervor to start that feeling, just before the point-of-no- return. "Oh, damn, you're going to make me cum." I told her.

"Um-hum," was her only response, and she went even faster and tried taking my cock as deep as she could, playing with my balls as she did.

"Oh FUCK!!!" I cried, as I felt my cum surging out from my balls, all the way up the shaft of my cock, and squirt into her mouth.

It felt so good, that my legs were shaking, and the tip of my prick was so sensitive at that point, that I had to pull her off of it.

"Did you like that?" she asked.

"You have to ask me that? I would think that big load I just shot down your throat would have answered that question!" I answered.

"Just making sure," she said, "I enjoyed that too. You're tasty!"

"Yeah? Well, as soon as I can walk, I'm going to see just how tasty YOU are." I told her.

"Well, I'm looking forward to that. It's been a long time since someone went down on me without my having to beg for it." she said.

"You've just been hanging with the wrong crowd." 

"Apparently!" 

She stood up off of the floor, and climbed back into my lap. We started kissing again, and I let my hands roam all over her legs, softly and slowly, eventually sliding up under her dress. As I went higher up her thighs, she sighed, and slowly opened her legs, giving me more access. I could feel the heat radiating from her crotch, and as I let my fingers lightly graze over her panties, I could feel the moistness seeping out.

"See, I told you I enjoyed that as much as you did." she told me as she pulled her lips away from mine for a moment.

"Well, why don't we get more comfortable, and we can both enjoy my pleasing you." I told her, as I stood her up, got out of the chair, and directed her towards my bedroom.

When we got to my bed, I pulled her in and gave her a deep soul kiss, as I slowly undid the zipper on the back of her dress. I stood back and let the dress slip down off of her shoulders, down over her hips, and watched as it pooled around her ankles on the floor.

I knelt down, and kissed and licked her belly and legs as I lifted her feet and removed the dress completely. The little strappy wedge sandals looked so cute, especially with the red nail polish on her toes, that I decided to leave them on. I slowly kissed my way up her legs, lightly grazing her panty covered pussy with my nose, and blowing on it, and worked my way back up. I let my tongue play at her belly-button for a second, and progressed up further, grazing her tits and now stiff nipples as I stood all the way up, and kissed her full on the mouth again.

She moaned, and pulled me in closer, as my hands were sliding up and down her back. My right hand reached down to her panty-covered ass, and pulled it in close. She was wearing a pair of lace boy shorts, and with her full, firm ass, they looked, and felt, fantastic.

As I was pulling her ass in to my crotch, I could feel my cock starting to rise again. I slowly started working my way around to her ears, ans started nibbling and licking her ears, and just below, on her neck. When I got to that little hollow, just below her ear, and slightly in front, I planted a firm kiss, and lightly sucked on it. When I did this, she gasped, and started to go slightly limp. I seem to have found a sensitive spot! 

I kept working my way around her neck, and down, taking my time, savoring every bit of flesh. While I was working my way down her chest, towards her still covered breasts, she reached down and took a hold of my rising cock.

"No," I told her, "this is all for your pleasure." 

"But I did get pleasure, feeling your thick hard cock in my mouth." she replied.

"Right. You had your desert. Now it's my turn."

She sighed, and let go. I resumed working my way down her chest, and came to her bra. She was wearing a light, lacy bra that matched her panties, and held up what looked like an impressive pair of tits hidden behind it. As I was kissing and licking the exposed tops of her breasts, I reached around and felt for the clasp.

When I finally got the clasp undone, she let out another sigh, and I could see her breasts sag a bit under their weight. As I kept kissing and licking my way around the ever-increasing exposed flesh of her tits, her bra eventually fell off.

"I'm sorry that they're not as firm as they used to be," she said, "After I lost all that excess weight, they just won't firm back up!" 

"Hush," I told her,"they're beautiful, and I'm going to enjoy every bit of them." 

I went back up to her lips, and kissed her, as my hands took hold of her full tits, and felt the weight of those beauties. There may have been some sag to them, but they DID look and feel great!

After kissing her and gently squeezing her tits for a couple of minutes, I bent down, and took one tit in my hand, and lifted it to my mouth. I gave it a kiss just above the nipple, and slowly licked my way around her areola, never quite getting to her hard, stiff nipple.

"Oh, god, that feels nice." she whispered.

That was when I reached out my tongue, and let it lightly slide over the very tip of her nipple. 

She gasped when I did that, and pulled my head in tight. "Oh, damn, don't tease me like that. It's been too long." she told me.

While I was kissing and sucking on that nipple, I was teasing and playing with the other breast and nipple. I switched sides after a couple of minutes, and started to work on the other one with my mouth, my hands gently squeezing and pulling on the wet one that my mouth just left

After a few more minutes, I took both tits in my hands, and pushed them together, getting the nipples to touch. I bent back down, and licked both nipples at the same time, and took both in to my mouth at once, and sucked on both of them.

"Oh my GOD!" she cried, as she tried to pull my head in even tighter.

"You like that?" I asked, as I straightened up.

"God, yes. I felt little butterflies in my stomach when you did that. It felt wonderful."

"Good. Let's see what else I can do to make you feel wonderful." 

I started working my way back down her belly, and when I knelt down and tickled her belly-button again with my tongue, she gasped again, and I felt her stomach muscles contract.

"That tickles!" she giggled, and I kept going lower, until I reached her panties. I started to go lower, this time licking a trail on the lace, until I reached her pussy. By now, her panties were soaked, and I could smell and feel the arousal being emitted from her pussy.

I slowly reached up to her hips, and started to pull the panties down. When I got them down to her ankles, I repeated what I did with her dress, and lifted one foot at a time, and removed the panties.

I then started to slowly kiss my way up her legs, first one side, and then the other, until I reached the tops of her thighs. I then slowly reached up, put my hand on her chest, right between her breasts, and gave her a gentle push down to the bed.

As she hit the bed, I took a hold of her legs, and pulled her forward, so that her ass-cheeks were just at the edge of the mattress. Then I spread her legs apart, and started kissing my way up the inner parts of her thighs. When I got to the top of one side, I went back to the other side. Jennie was breathing harder now, and she too hold of my head, and said "You like to tease, don't you?" 

"I don't know WHAT you're talking about!" I joked, and resumed the teasing. She let out a moan of frustration, and I asked her "You got a problem wit dat? I can always stop, if you don't like it." 

"No, no! Don't do that! I'll keep quiet!" she said.

I laughed and told her, "You don't have to keep quiet. I like to know that I  m doing what you like. Just don't complain!" 

"Ok, no more complaining! Please go back to what you were doing!" 

"Well, I don't know if I can remember where I was. I may just have to start all over again." I teased.

"NO!" she cried out, "Here, I'll show you where you were." and took hold of my head.

"No," I told her, removing her hands from my head, "SHOW me where I was." 

"OOH!" she whimpered, and put her hands onto her pussy lips. "Right here. You were right here." she told me, as she started stroking her labia.

I followed her fingers with my tongue, as she stroked herself, and she led me to her clit. At that point, I pulled away, placed my flattened tongue at the bottom of her now dripping wet pussy, and slowly licked my way up, stopping to lick around her wet opening, and stick my tongue as far in to her as I could, which caused the loudest gasp yet.

"Oh, god, please lick my pussy! PLEASE eat me!" she cried.

I slowly went back to licking my way up her slit, and when I got to her hard clit, sticking out a good half-inch or more, I gave it a long, slow lick, up and down, on both sides.

"Oh my god!" she cried, and started moving her hips around, trying to get my tongue everywhere at once.

When she finally realized that I was going to control this part, she relaxed, and let me go to work on her. I went back to her clit, and licked all around it, top, bottom left, and right. I finally pressed my face into her, took her clit lightly but firmly between my lips, and started to suck it in and out, while I placed a finger at the soaking wet opening of her pussy, and slowly slid it in.

"Oh, yes!" she exclaimed, as my finger went deeper, and I applied a little more pressure on my sucking of her clit. When I found that little ridge inside her hot, wet opening, I started to stroke it, and went to town on her clit, releasing it, but licking it faster and faster, then clamping down and sucking on it again.

"Yeah, yeah, YES!" she yelled out, as I slid a second finger into her, and felt her muscles clamp down on both fingers, juices running out.




The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 04



As she was coming down, I licked softer and slower, until I felt her relax completely. Then I stood up, her juices covering my face, and placed the head of my re-hardened cock at her wet opening, and applied a little pressure, and slid my cock all over her wetness, coating my cock with her juices.

Finally, I put the head back at her opening, and slowly pushed it in, savoring the hot, wet, feeling, as I went deeper and deeper, until I bottomed out, my balls rubbing against her ass- cheeks.

"Don't move," she told me, "I want to get used to your thickness first." 

So I stood there for a minute, feeling her warmth and wetness covering my cock, until I felt her moving her hips around.

"Oh, yeah. Now I'm ready." she said, and started moving her hips faster, and in circles. "Fuck me. I want to feel that thick cock of yours sliding in and out. FUCK ME!" 

I started to slowly slide my thickness in and out of her wet hole, sometimes teasing her by only slipping the head back in, and then backing out again.

"Stop teasing me and fuck me, damn it! I want to feel you pound my pussy. I need a good pussy pounding right now!" she told me, with a wild look in her eyes.

And so I did. Still standing at the edge of the bed, holding her legs up with my shoulders, I took her by the hips, and started to slam into her pussy. I could feel the juices running out of her, covering my balls, and could hear the squishing sound her pussy made as I fucked her harder and faster. Her tits were also bouncing around, all over the place, creating quite a scene.

"Oh, yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me. FuckmefuckmefuckMEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!" she yelled as I tried to give exactly what she wanted. I could see her eyes roll back into her head, and she started to quiver, so I held on, as she shook.

When she was done, I pulled out, and she moaned. When she saw that I hadn  t cum yet, though, she smiled and cheered up.

"Move back," I told her, "let me get on the bed." 

"How about I move, you get on the bed, and I get on you?" she asked. "I love to ride, and you've got a dick MADE for riding!" 

Not being one to argue with a woman who knows what she wants, I climbed on the bed, and lay on my back. She got back on the bed, took my stiff, hard cock in her hand, and bent down to kiss it. She took a long lick, smacked her lips, and said "Hmmm, I taste pretty good!" 

"Yes, you do." I told her, as she straddled me, and, still holding my cock, lowered herself onto me. We both moaned at the same time, as she dropped all the way down onto me.

"Oh, DAMN, this feels SO good!" she said as she humped and wiggled all over me. 

After a couple of minutes like that, she slowed down, drew her lags up, and told me "I've got to fuck you now." and started to raise and lower herself on my cock, which I could see was shiny with her juices. 

Then she put one hand between her legs, and started to rub her clit, and play with it.

"Oh shit, I'm going to cum again!" she cried out, and dropped her pussy all the way down on to my cock, and rubbed her clit, until she yelled out "YES!!!", and I could feel her pussy convulse around my thickness filling her up.

"You still haven't cum?" she asked.

"After that blow job you gave me earlier, it may take me a while." I told her.

"Oh, yeah." was her only response.

"How do you want it next?" I asked, as she started to slump down on me.

"I want to feel you in me from behind." she answered.

"Oh, yeah." I said, thinking that I will finally get to see her ass bounce around while I am fucking her.

I got around behind her, as she climbed off of me, and got on her knees. I pushed her down on to her belly, and climbed on. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"I want to do you this way." I told her, as I slipped my shiny wet cock into her shiny wet pussy.

"OH YES!" she cried out, as I buried myself into her from that position, straddling her ass. "God damn, that feels good!" she said, as I started to fuck her. "Oh shit, you're hitting places I've never felt!" she told me, as she started humping her ass back at me.

"Fuck me! Please fuck me good. This feels SO GOOD!" she cried, as I started to fuck her faster.

At one point, I pulled out, grabbed a pillow, and slid it under her hips, elevating them. Then I slipped back into her, only to hear "Ohmygodthatfeelsgood!!!", and she started wiggling and humping back even more.

After a few minutes of this, sliding almost all the way out, and then back in, pulling out, and slamming back in, fucking slow and soft, then fast and hard, I saw her asshole winking up at me, so I moistened my thumb with her juices, placed it at her pink hole, and started to slide it in.

"Oh god, what are you doing? That feels so good!" she exclaimed, so I buried my thumb all the way, along with my cock, filling her as best I could, and bumping into her with my pelvis.

This seemed to set her off again, and she started to shake again. "OH MY GOD! I'M CUMMING AGAIN!!!" She yelled, and slammed her hips back at me, as I felt her juices explode out at me.

When she came down again, I knew I wasn  t going to last much longer, so I asked her where she wanted me to cum.

"On my tits." she told me. "I love the feel of hot cum on my tits!"

When I knew it was that time, I pulled out, and she immediately rolled over and pushed her tits together. "C'mon baby. Shoot it right here." she ordered, as I stroked my pussy-slicked cock. 

It didn't take long, and I felt that feeling deep down in my balls. "Oh yessssssss." I yelled, as my cum squirted all over her big tits. I couldn't believe how much I had to shoot, considering I had already cum once!

"Oh, yeah!" Jennie said, smiling at me as she rubbed my juices into her skin.

Later, as we were laying in bed, after we caught our breath, Jennie looked up at me and asked, "So, do you believe in this whole 'friends with benefits' thing? Because I can see this friendship being VERY beneficial!"



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 05



One day after football practice, Matt, our head coach, Jane, his wife, and I were talking about the upcoming holiday weekend, and they invited me over to their house for Jane's birthday party.

"It's just going to be people from football, some family, and a few co-workers." Matt told me. "Hell, it beats spending a Saturday night at home alone." 

"Yeah, and come solo. I've invited some of my single girl friends, and my sister will be there, too." Jane said. "And, bring a swim suit, the pool is going to be a popular spot." 

"Single women, in bathing suits, food and drink, and a pool? Well, with incentives like that, how can I say no?" I joked. "I'll be there." 

As we were leaving, Matt warned me about Jane's sister. "She's not really what I would think would be your type." he said. 

"She's a Bible-thumper, and she's recently separated, after she caught her husband nailing the choir director in their bed." 

"Not a problem." I told him. "Thanks for the warning."

By the time that I got there, the party was in full swing. Matt and Jane were already pleasantly buzzed, and the rest of the party was closing in fast. 

Jane, who on a normal day, is just plain gorgeous, was in fine form that day. She was walking around in a bikini, and looked breathtaking. When she saw me, she gave me a big hug, and I told her how good she looked.

"Hell, I'm not too bad for an old broad of 40, huh?" She said. "At least I can still wear a bikini!"

"And look damn hot in it, if I may say so." I told her.

"Oh, kind sir, you can say that ALL you like!" she giggled, and walked away to mingle with some of the other guests.

As I was watching her ass sway as she walked away, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned, and saw Matt standing next to me, watching me watch his wife.

"Yep, that is a fine sight, isn't it?" He asked. "And I get to play with that whenever I want." 

"You know, Matt, I'm not normally the jealous type, but I've got to say, I envy you." I told him.

"When you two are done drooling over my sister, can you start the grill, Matt?" We heard from behind us. " Some of us are getting hungry."

I turned to see who was talking to us, and was amazed. I knew instantly that this was Jane's sister. She looked exactly like Jane, only shorter, with reddish hair, and a smaller chest.

"Kurt, this is Janis, Jane's sister." Matt said, as he introduced us.

"Janis, it's a pleasure." I said, as I took her hand. "I can see that the beauty was well distributed in your family." 

"Yeah, thanks" She answered. "Matt, the food?" She reminded him, as she turned and walked away.

"Boy, isn't she the friendly one?" I joked, watching her, thinking that while she may have her sister's looks, and even a nicer ass from what I could see, she didn't have the personality.

"I told you. Listen, you cook, don't you?" Matt asked.

"Yeah, I'm at home on the grill, why?" I responded.

"Well, I'm a little too buzzed to really cook right now, and I've got to take care of something else. Would you mind?" He asked. "I'll get the food out to you, the coals are ready to go by now."

"Not a problem. Just keep the beers coming, too." I joked.

"Great. I'll get the cooler full of food, and get you some beers, and you should be all set." And with that, he was gone.

I made my way over to the grill just as Matt got the food and my beers there. 

"I'll be out in a few minutes. I need to take care of something." He told me, as he walked away.

I threw some burgers, dogs, steaks, and sausages on the grill, and popped open a beer.

When the first round of food was ready, I started to load the food into the trays that Matt had set out, and Janis walked up. 

"It's about time. I'm starving, and there are a lot of drunks here that need food!" She said. "And he's got YOU cooking?!?"

"Is there a problem with me cooking?" I asked. "Matt said that he had to take care of something, and asked me to run the grill. It's no problem. That's what friends do. You know, you really need to lighten up. This is a party. Have a drink. You'll feel better." 

"I don't NEED alcohol!" she blurted out, as she stormed away.

I just chuckled, and thought "That's what you think. You definitely need SOMETHING!", as I tossed the rest of the food on the grill.

A couple of minutes later, Janis came back to the grill, red-faced. "Well, I found out what Matt 'needed to take care of'," She declared.

"OK." I answered.

"Would you like to share, or are you going to keep it a secret?" I asked, getting tired of her snotty attitude.

"He's 'taking care' of my sister!" She said. "They're having ... sex ... in their bedroom right now. I went looking for them ,and I could hear her through the door! It's disgusting!!" 

"Well good for them" I said. "You must have been listening to them for a while. You were gone long enough, so it couldn't have been THAT disgusting."

With that, she looked like she was ready to slap me, but thought better of it, and just stormed away, taking some food with her.

After all of the food was cooked, and as I was eating, Matt and Jane reappeared, and he came up to me and thanked me for cooking.

"Hey, it was my pleasure." I told him. "Besides, apparently, I wasn't the only one doing some cooking." 

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Janis went looking for you, and heard you through the door." I told him.

"Oh, geez. Now, I'm sure she's going to give Jane grief about it, too." He said.

"Has she always been this uptight?" I asked him.

"She's always been uptight, and holier-than-thou, but ever since she caught her husband, she's been even worse." He answered.

As the night progressed, people started to gravitate towards the pool. I was at the pool side bar, getting another beer, when Janis appeared. I knew that she had lit into Jane about what she had heard, and I was a bit peeved.

"You know, you really need to get off your high-horse and lighten up. You may think that you don't NEED alcohol, but in your case, it sure as hell wouldn't hurt." I told her.

"Oh, sure. I bet that's your answer to everything, isn't it? Drink yourself into a stupor, and everything will be fine!" 

"Have you always been this much of a self-righteous bitch, or did you have to practice at it to achieve this level?" I asked.

"Look around you. Do you see a bunch of stumbling drunks, or people having a good time? Ignore Rob over there in the corner, he doesn't count. A drink or two helps some people in social situations. God knows, it wouldn't hurt you."

She looked at me, and finally said "OK, fine, make me a drink. Do you know how to make a Margarita? I've always wondered what the fuss was over them." She told me.

"I make a great Margarita. I'll even make a weak one for your first one." I told her.

OK, I lied. I made a normal strength drink, hoping that she would get drunk, and pass out so that the rest of us could have a good time. 

It didn't work. As I was relaxing in the pool, talking to one of the other coaches' wives, Janis came up to me and asked if I would make her another drink. She said that she like the first one.

I made her another drink, and noticed Matt, Jane, and a couple of other people looking bewildered and amazed. I don't think that they could believe that I got Janis to have a drink at all, much less was making her a second.

After I handed her the second drink, I headed back to the pool, and Janis followed me.

I teased her, and told her that in order to really relax, and enjoy herself, she needed to get into the pool, too.

"I didn't bring a bathing suit." She told me.

"Well, I'm sure that if you ask your sister, she'll let you borrow one." I said.

Surprisingly, she did just that. While she was gone, Matt came up to me and said "Man, I don't know what you said, or how you did it, but thank you. I've known Janis for almost 20 years, and have never seen her have more than a glass of wine, at holiday dinners. I'm completely amazed."

Before I could say anything, Jane appeared, with tears in her eyes, and jumped in the pool to give me a big hug.

"Oh, my God, thank you. You have no idea how glad I am that she is finally starting to loosen up." She said.

At that point, Janis walked up and said "Jane, I can't wear this. It's too ... revealing."

I turned around, and saw her bare legs sticking out from under a cover up. "She may have better legs than her sister!" I thought "And that's saying something!" 

Well Jane and I eventually convinced Janis to just drop the cover up, and jump into the pool. If she sat down, and stayed in up to her shoulders, no one would notice. Surprisingly, she did it, but not before I got a nice glimpse of her body as she got onto the pool.

As the party progressed, and the people thinned out, Janis and I actually had a nice conversation. Of course, the third and fourth Margaritas didn't hurt.

Around midnight, I noticed that we were the only people left in the pool, and there were a two couples, from the football team, on the pool deck, getting quite amorous.

I noticed that Janis was watching them, and she let out a sigh.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing. I just miss that kind of thing, that"s all. It's been a long time since I've had someone do that with me." She told me.

"Well, your ex is a jerk, and an idiot, if my opinion means anything." I told her, also thinking that if he had ever seen her like this, he probably never would have strayed.

"Oh, thank you. You are so nice" she said, and gave me a tight, drunken hug.

I let my arms stay wrapped around her maybe a second too long, and she pulled away and said that she had enough to drink, and got out of the pool, this time not even bothering with the cover up. "Damn", I thought, watching her walk away, "Her ass IS nicer than Jane's!"

I stayed in the pool for another minute, and Matt and Jane both walked up.

"Can I ask you a BIG favor?" Jane asked.

"Ask away, birthday girl" I teased.

"Can you drive my sister home? She can"t drive, and we don't want her to spend the night here, if you know what I mean?" Jane said, giggling.

"No problem. Let me dry off, and I'll take care of her."

After convincing her to let me drive her home, I helped her get into my truck, and we headed towards her place. She started to thank me for how nice I was to her, and that she really liked the drinks, like I couldn't tell that at this point. 

As we got to her place, I noticed tears in her eyes, and asked what was wrong.

"Do you think that I'm pretty?" She asked.

"No, I don't." I told her. "I think that you're gorgeous. That is beyond pretty."

She blushed, and asked "Do you think that my ... breasts ... are too small? They're not as big as Jane's ." 

I couldn't help looking at her chest (she was still wearing Jane's bikini), and told her, "No, they're not, but you're smaller than your sister. On you, tits that big would look silly." 

I noticed that she gasped when I said "tits", and apologized if I offended her.

"No." She said. "I'm just not used to hearing that word. Do you like my ' tits'?" 

"Well, in my opinion, Jane has 'tits'. You have 'boobs'. Tits are bigger, that's all."

She giggled, and said "Thank you, I think." 

"Now how did we get into this whole 'am I pretty' conversation?" I asked.

"I don't know. I guess I'm just wondering how, why ..."

"Stop wondering. You'll just drive yourself crazy. Trust me, been there, done that, even bought the t-shirt." I explained.

She looked at me and asked if I would like to come in to the house.

"What about your kids? I asked.

"They're at their grandmother's for the weekend." She said.

"OK, if you'd like, I'd be happy to come in and talk some more."

As I helped her out of my truck, I caught a nice glimpse of her crotch as she swung her legs out, and a nicer view of her cleavage as she bent down to pick up her things off of the floor. She noticed me looking at her, and smiled at me as she blushed. She didn't, however, cover herself up as we walked into her house.

When we got in, she asked if I minded if she stayed in the bikini, because she was too comfortable to change. 

"Did I look like I would mind, out side?" I asked.

She smiled and said, "Yeah, I guess that is a silly question." 

As we sat in her living room talking, the conversation became more personal. We talked about my divorce, and she mentioned her problems.

"I just don't understand what happened." She told me. "It's not like I'm THAT old and ugly."

"You are neither old, nor ugly" I told her. "You're in your early 40's. that's supposed to be a woman's peak sexual years. I told you earlier, your ex is a fool."

"Thank you." She said. "But he's not my ex. At least not yet."

"Do you plan on staying married to him?" I asked.

"No, in fact, I've already filed for divorce." She told me.

"Well, then, you can refer to him as your ex. That's the first step in moving forward." I told her.

"You know, you are just so sweet." She said, as she slid over and gave me a tight hug.

Holding her like that felt nice, and my hands started to slide across her back while we were hugging.

"Mmm, that feels nice." She said, as she squirmed in closer. "Hold me tighter, and don't stop."

When I heard that, I stood up, and told her that I couldn't do this. I can't sit here and hold her, and stroke her back like that.

She started to cry, and said "See, I'm NOT pretty. Even though I've been drinking, you're still not interested in me!"

"Are you nuts?" I asked. "The fact that you've been drinking is exactly why I can't do that. You are gorgeous, and I would jump at the chance to take you to bed, but I don't want you to regret it in the morning, and hate me for taking you when you're drunk."

"I'm not that drunk anymore, and I want you to take me. I want you to prove to me that I am gorgeous, like you say, and that I AM sexy. Prove it. Yes, I am still a little drunk, but if I wasn't, I wouldn't have the guts to tell you take me. Show me what I've been missing."

With that I walked up to her, stood her up, and wrapped my arms around her and gave her the biggest, most seductive kiss that I could, letting my hands slide up and down her back, and glide over her ass.

After a couple of minutes, while my hands were gently squeezing her tight little ass- cheeks, she pulled her head away from mine, and said "Take me upstairs. Please take me upstairs now. I need to be with you, now."

Fortunately, Janis lives in a tri-level, so upstairs is only seven steps up. I told her to hold on to my neck, and when she asked why, I bent down, and picked her up in my arms, and carried her upstairs. She's only about 5' 3", and 110 lbs., so that wasn't very difficult at all. 

When we got to the top of the stairs, she told me which room was hers, and I carried her there and gently laid her down on the bed. I got on with her, and started to kiss her more passionately, with my hands now covering her front as well as her back. When I got to her breasts, she gasped, and then put her hand over mine, and held it there.

I started to squeeze her a little more firmly, and she started to roam her free hand over my body, getting closer and closer to my stiffening cock. I let my fingers slide underneath one of the cups of her bikini top, and lightly grazed her nipple, which almost immediately stiffened. When I did that, she gasped, and pulled me in tighter and kissed me harder.

I pulled my fingers out of her top, and reached up to untie it. As I pulled it off, she put her hands over her small tits, and covered them up.

"Why are you hiding your boobs?" I asked.

"They're too small. I don't like them." She answered.

"Well, I do." I told her, as I moved her hands away, and bent down to kiss one of her nipples.

"Ohhhh!" Was her only response, as I slid my tongue over her closest nipple, and licked it softly and gently. She immediately reached up and pulled my head in tighter to her tit.

"Oh, my, that feels nice." She whispered, as I lightly clamped my lips over her nipple and started to suck on it.

I then switched sides, and licked and sucked on her other nipple, while I played with the one the I just left, massaging in the wetness that my tongue left behind. 

As I was working on the second nipple, I started to slide my hand down over her belly, and down to her bikini covered crotch. I could feel the heat and dampness on the panty.

I started to suck a little more firmly on her nipple, still teasing the other one, as I cupped her crotch and gave it a firm, light squeeze. When I did that, she gave a little yelp, and pushed up against my hand.

I let go of her nipple, moved back up to her face, and gave her a deep kiss as I stroked her still covered pussy. That caused her to really start kissing back hard, wrapping her hands around my head and pulling me in tight.

That was the point where I decided to slide my fingers under the gusset of the bikini bottom, and stroke her lower lips. When I got to the wetness, and slid my finger lightly over her clit, she pulled her head back, and gasped loudly.

"Oh my goodness!" She said loudly, as I started to work my face back down her chest and belly, my fingers still playing in her wet lips.

As I got past her belly button to the top of her bikini bottom, I pulled my fingers out, and she let out a moan, which was quickly replaced by an "Oh, yes!" as I started to pull the bottoms off.

After I pulled the bottoms off over her feet, I started to kiss my way back up the insides of her legs. She let her legs fall widely apart as I worked my way back up, and when I got to her crotch, I could feel the heat and the dampness, and smell her juices.

As I bent down to take my first taste of her juices, she grabbed my head and asked "What are you doing?" 

"What do you think I'm doing? I want to taste you" I told her.

"You do? Why?"

"What do you mean why?" I asked.

"Well my husb ... my ex, never kissed me there. He said that was dirty." She explained.

"You mean that in all the years you were together, he NEVER kissed, and tasted, your hot little pussy?"

She gasped again at hearing the word "pussy", and said, "No. I've never been kissed there. I told you, he said that oral sex was dirty." "Well, he truly was a fool." I told her. "Now lay back, and enjoy."

I went down to the bottom of her slit, stuck my tongue out and slowly and gently licked my way up her dampness, sticking my tongue into her wet hole a little, and working my way up towards her clit.

When I got to her clit, her breathing was becoming heavier, and I pulled back slightly, used my fingers to open her lips up, and gently blew on her clit. This caused another gasp, and her body stiffened slightly as she grabbed on to her sheets.

I stuck my tongue out, and lightly licked up one side of her clit, and then up the other side, intentionally avoiding the little nub of her clit. She started to move her hips around, so I started to give her light, quick little licks at the very tip of her clit.

"Oh my god!" She yelled, as I got just the tip of my tongue going onto just the tip of her clit.

Then I started to lick up and down the entire body of her clit, going from one side to the other. That started to make her shake, and her hips were moving even more.

I was starting to think that she was going to hyper-ventilate, so I slowed down a little, and placed the tip of my pointer finger at he opening of her soaking wet pussy. 

As her breathing returned to normal, I slid my finger in, and resumed the more vigorous licking. That really got her going, and I searched for that spot, on the top inside of her pussy, and started to stroke it as I clamped down on her clit, and sucked on it.

"Oh my god! What are you doing to me?!?!?" She yelled.

I pulled away for a split second, and told her "I want you to cum for me."




The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 05



She gasped, and started to move her hips again.

"Come on, baby, cum for me."

Another gasp, and more hips.

"Come on baby, cum all over my face. Cum for me."

She tried to pull my head away, but I took her hands, and held them down tightly.

When I did that, she screamed loudly, and her body started to shake.

"Oh my god what are you doing??!!??"

As she started to come back down, I slowly worked my way back up her body, giving her clit one last, quick lick, and kissed and licked her nipples, and straightened up, wiping her juices from my face, and started to lick my fingers.

"So I take it that you liked that?" I asked.

"Oh, yes. I can"t believe that I've gone my entire life, and never felt like that!"

"So what else haven't you done?" I asked. 

"What else is there? All he ever did was turn out the lights, get on top of me, and ... do it." She told me.

"Well, why don't you finish undressing me?" I asked, and she got up, knelt between my legs, and started to work my shorts down my legs, leaving my boxers on.

When she got my shorts off, and came back up to my boxers, she saw the tent that had formed, and asked if she should touch it.

"Of course." I said. "It's there because of you, and for you."

She took my still covered, hard cock in her hand, and gave it a soft squeeze. 

When she felt my hard thickness, she gave a little whimper, and then bent down and pulled my boxers off, almost getting hit in the face when my cock sprang up.

"Oh, my." She said, looking at my cock. "That's MUCH bigger than he ever was!"

She started to squeeze it, and lightly stroked it.

As she was staring at it, I noticed a look in her eyes, and asked her what was wrong.

"I want to make you feel the way you made me feel." She told me, "But I've never ..." and stopped.

"You've never what?" I asked

"I've never ... you know."

"Tell me what you've never ..."

"I've never had ... one ... in my mouth. I don't know what to do. I don't want you to think that I'm bad ..."

"Ok, first thing I want you to do is tell me what 'it' is."

"You know, your ... penis." She almost whispered.

"It's a penis when it's soft, or when you're talking to your son. What is it when you've made it hard, and it's in your hand, and when you want to do things with it?"

"I can't say that." She said, still never taking her eyes off of it.

"Yes you can" I told her. "Say it. Say the word. I know you can. You know you want to. Do it."

She swallowed deeply, licked her lips, still staring at it as she stroked it, and said "Cock. I want your cock." She said softly.

"That's good" I told her. "What do you want to do with it?"

"I want to ... suck it."

"You want to do what, to what?"

"I want to suck your cock. I want to SUCK your COCK." She said firmly.

"Then do it. Lick it like an ice cream cone, and suck it like a big straw. Love it with your mouth." I told her.

She whimpered, bent down, stuck her tongue out, and licked up one side, and down the other, she did that for a couple of minutes as I watcher her got more comfortable with it, then she opened her mouth, and placed her mouth over my cock, and slid her lips down.

For a first time blow job, she was doing great. I laid back and let her get into a rhythm as I watched her.

"Oh, yes, that's nice." I told her, encouraging her.

She tried to take it deep, being what I'm sure she thought was a dirty girl, and kept sucking and licking my cock.

After a few minutes, she pulled back, and asked "Am I doing it right? Does it feel good?"

"Oh, yeah. That feels great." I told her.

"But you haven't ..." she started to say.

"I haven't what?"

"You haven't ... squirted. You didn't ... cum"

"That's ok. I don't want to cum yet."

"You don't? Why?" 

"Because I'm not ready to yet." I told her and I sat up, pulling her on top of me.

"I bet you've never been on top, either, have you?" I asked.

"No. He was always on top." She answered.

I then pulled her all the way up, until she was straddling my cock, and placed it at her wet opening.

"Sit on it. Sit on my cock." I told her.

"Ohhhhhhh." She replied, as she took a hold of my hard cock, now wet with her saliva, and sat down over it.

"Ohhhhhhhh myyyyyyy goddddddddddd." She moaned, as she lowered herself over me completely, burying me deep inside her.

"Oh my god, I've never been so full." She said, as she started to wiggle her hips a little, getting used to me.

As she was riding me, I reached up and gently tweaked her nipples, and she shuddered a little. She started to ride faster and harder, leaning over me now.

As she was leaning on top of me, I reached up, placed one hand on her back, one on her ass, held firm, and started to fuck her hard. 

"Oh, yes!" She cried out. "Oh yes, keep doing that. That feels soo gooood!"

She soon collapsed on to my chest, and I then rolled us over so that she was on her back, took her legs and placed them over my shoulders, and started to piston in and out of her hot tight hole. She was getting so wet that you could hear her juices sloshing around as I was sliding in to her.

"Do you hear that?" I asked her. "Do you hear how wet you are?"

"Oh my god, I can feel it." She cried. "Can you feel what you're doing to me?"

"Oh, yes, you feel so good." I told her.

After a couple of minutes like this, I decided that it was time for something else, so I rolled her on her side, straddled her bottom leg, and slid back into her, burying myself all the way in.

"Oh, yes!" Janis cried. "What are you doing?!?" 

"Do you like that?" I asked.

"Oh, yes! That feels so good. Don't stop!"

In that position, I was able to pull all the way out, and then slide all the way back in, so I did just that for a couple of minutes. Then I started going faster and harder. That made her go nuts, pulling out, and then slamming back in.

"You like that, don't you?" I asked.

"Oh, yes. I love it. Do it. Fuck me. Make me feel like a whore! FUCK ME!" She yelled. That surprised the hell out of me, because I had coerce her to even say that she was going to suck my cock. Now she was cussing up a storm!

"You like that? You want to be fucked like a whore? You want to feel like a tramp, a SLUT?" I asked her, as I rolled her onto her belly.

"Oh yeah. Make me a whore. I want to be a slut. Fuck me like a slut whore!" She cried out, as she was slamming her hips back up at me.

I decided to go for broke, and wet my thumb with her juices and placed it at her pink little asshole. I rubbed my thumb all over her tight little hole, as I slowed down my fucking and buried myself deep.

"Mmm. Yes." She responded as my thumb started putting pressure on her back hole.

I pushed my thumb in to her ass, leaned down and whispered into her ear. "Do you like that? Do you like my thumb in your ass?"

"OHH, yeahh! I'm feel like a dirty little slut!" She said.

I started to fuck her as with my thumb, and she was moving her hips back as far as she could, with my cock still deep in her pussy.

"That feels good!" She cried out. "I'm such a tramp slut whore! I love what you're doing to me! Don't stop!!!"

"Do you REALLY want to be a dirty tramp slut whore?" I whispered in her ear.

"Oh, yeah. I want to be a real dirty tramp slut whore."

"OK, I"ll make you a big dirty tramp slut whore. Here we go" I told her, as I pulled my thumb out of her ass, pulled my soaking wet cock out of her pussy, and started to rub the juice soaked head of my cock on her asshole. 

She started to wiggle her ass around as I was doing that, so I put the head of my cock at her tight pink asshole, and slowly started to push it in.

"OH MY GOD!!! What are you doing?" She yelled.

"I'm making you a big dirty tramp slut whore, just like you wanted." I told her, and pushed in a little more.

"Yes, do it. Fuck me there!" 

"Fuck you where?" I asked, as I pushed in a little more. Now I was almost half way in.

"Oh, god! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass good!!! I'm a slut. I'm a tramp. I'm a FUCKING WHORE!!! FUCK ME!!!!!" She yelled, as I tried to get as deep as I could. Her ass was so tight, I didn't think that I could get any deeper.

All of a sudden, she pushed back at me, and she buried me all the way into her ass. I knew that she could feel my pubes brushing on her ass cheeks, and she started to wiggle her ass around with me buried in her.

"Oh, yeah, that feels so good!" She whispered.

"I want you to reach underneath, and play with your pussy. I'm going to fuck your hot little ass until we both cum." I whispered in to her ear.

"I've never ... touched myself ... there." She whispered back.

"Then start now. I'm going to pound your little ass, and you're going to help make yourself cum."

When I pulled back a little, she whimpered again, and slid a hand underneath herself. I could hear her sigh, so I knew that she found her clit, and I started to fuck her ass again.

"Oh, god, you feel so nice and tight." I told her, as I started to pound her ass.

"Yeah, fuck me. Fuck me. Pound my ass. Make me cum!"

"We're both gonna cum. Rub that wet little clit while I fuck your ass. We'll both cum soon." I told her.

"Yeah, fuck me. Cum in my ass. Oh, god I'm such a little slut whore! Fuck me! Make me cummmmm!!!" She started to cry out, and I fucked her ass harder and faster.

She felt so good, that I knew I wouldn't last much longer, and I told her.

"Oh, yeah! Make me cum again! Fill my ass with your hot cum! I'm a dirty slut whore. Fill me with your cum!"

All of a sudden, I knew that was it, and I told her "I'm gonna cummm!!!!!" I blasted what felt like one of the biggest loads of my life into her hot little ass.

That set off another orgasm for her, ans she yelled out "Oh my god, I can feel you shoot your cum! On my god that feels so hot! I'm cumming again!!!!!!"

As we both came down from our orgasms, I collapsed onto her back, and held her tight. I could feel her asshole contracting around my softening cock, and that almost made me hard again.

Eventually, I pulled out of her ass, and we both sighed as we heard the "pop" when I left the tight hole.

We both fell asleep like that, wrapped up together, and when we woke up, Janis had a big smile on her face.

"I'm glad to know that wasn't a dream." She said.

"No, that was pure reality." I told her. "How are you feeling?"

"Well I think I've got a little hangover, and my ... butt ... is a little sore. Other than that I feel fine. Are you hungry? I'll cook some breakfast for us."

"Only if you cook nude." 

She giggled, sighed, and got out of bed, walking very tenderly.

"So you say I'm just reaching my peak, huh?" She asked, as she walked away.



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 06



One of the benefits of my divorce was the fact that I was now able to re-establish contact with all of the old friends that my ex drove away. She had a bad habit of pissing off my friends wives, which turned into a backlash towards me. Now that she was out of the picture, I was accepted back with open arms, kind of a "Prodigal Son" type of thing.

The best part was that I was receiving invitations to the parties again, including my friend Curt's annual Halloween party, which was always a good time. Curt had one rule. If you' re not in costume, you don' t get in. Considering that most of us in this crowd grew up together (as much as we DID grow up), this led to some sometimes wild costumes, and wilder parties. This year was going to be special, because Curt and his wife, Rose, had just bought a new house, further out in the country, and they were having the party as a house-warming, it was going to be a day- long event, with a pig roast, and events for the kids.

I decided to go as a Celtic chieftain, complete with kilt and sword. After watching

"Braveheart" a few times to get the costume down right, I was ready to go.

When I arrived at the party, I was truly greeted like the "Prodigal son" , receiving hugs, handshakes, and backslaps from the men, and hugs and kisses from the women, a few of whom told me that they were glad that I was back. It felt good to be back, too. 

I spent the first hour or so having a couple of drinks, greeting old friends, and making new ones. Curt felt compelled to show me around his new house, including the grounds out back. Fortunately, it was a nice weekend, weather-wise, and quite a few people were making good use of the deck that Curt had built at the back of the house. While we were out there, he was making some introductions, one of which included a rather beautiful woman, in her mid-to-late twenties, that Curt introduced as Barbara, a co-worker of his twin sister, who was an ER nurse.

Barbara was about 5'3", with long blonde hair that went down to just above her ass, and had what appeared to be a slim, petite body. The best part was that she was dressed as a mediaeval princess, with a long gown, and plenty of cleavage, although she appeared to be rather small-breasted. With her angelic face, she had the look down pat!

After the tour, Curt had to excuse himself to attend to hosting duties, and I wandered around some more. Eventually, I found Barbara again, and started talking with her. She delighted me with her humor and intelligence, as well as her beauty.

While we were talking, Curt found me and asked if I could help with the pig roasting duties. Surprisingly, Barbara said that she would help also, so that we could continue our conversation. 

After the pig was chopped, and everybody was eating, Barbara was still with me. At one point, our drinks were empty, and she offered to get me a refill, but on one condition.

"I want to know what a barbaric Celt wears under his kilt," She told me.

"Just his boots, milady," I answered. 

"You know, as a princess, I could be insulted by that response," She replied. "But, I'll settle for proof, when we're done dining." 

When she came back with our drinks, I decided to play up the barbaric angle a bit, and asked her what she was wearing under her gown.

"Just my slippers," She smiled.

"Well, as a barbarian, I may have to find out for myself," I told her. 

She just smiled again, and replied, "Maybe you will." 

NOW I was intrigued!!!

After we ate, as the sun was setting, we walked around, to let the food settle. We had another drink, and we ran into a couple of people who were smoking what smelled like high- octane weed. I told Barbara that I can't partake, due to random testing at work, but if she wanted to, she should enjoy, and she did. 

Curt found me, and asked if I would light the torches lining the paths, as the sun was almost down. That gave Barbara and I more time to talk and walk, and by now, she had a very good buzz going from the smoke and the wine that she had been drinking.

While we were walking, we slipped back into our "barbarian" and "princess" roles, I told Barbara that I would protect her from harm with my sword, and she asked me what would protect HER from my other sword.

"Do you think that you need protection from that sword, milady?" I asked.

"I am hoping so," She answered. 

When we got to the end of the path, where Curt had converted an out building into his workshop, Barbara asked me if I had slain many warriors with my sword. When I told her many, she looked at me and asked, "And how many damsels have you slain with your other sword?" 

I replied that while I may be a barbarian, I was still a gentleman, and a gentleman never tells such things.

"Never?" , She asked.

"Never, milady." 

"Good. I like to hear that. That is indeed a worthy trait in a man," She replied. "Now, are you ready to prove that a Celt wears only his boots under his kilt?"

"If milady wishes, who am I to deny such a request?" I told her.

I tried the door to the workshop, and found it unlocked, so we entered. As soon as we were in, Barbara told me to stop, and she slowly unzipped her gown, letting it fall to the floor. I was amazed at her body. She had pert little tits, a shaved pussy, which was already glistening with moisture, and was wearing nothing but a pair of ballet slippers.

"I've proven myself, now I want proof," She said softly.

"You'll have to find out for yourself," I told her, as I approached her.

When I was standing in front of her, she smiled and dropped to her knees, lifting the front of my kilt. 

As she raised the kilt, my cock was hardening, and she replied "I am definitely going to need protection from this sword!" as she started to lick along the shaft.

"Oh, my god!" I said, as she started to swallow as much of my cock as she could.

"You like, barbarian?" She asked.

"Your royal mouth is doing incredible things to my personal sword, milady," I replied.

She sucked a little more intensely for a couple of minutes more, before she rose up and said "Now, I want to see how your sword fits into my sheath. Do you have protection?" 

"I'm sorry milady, but I was not anticipating such happenings tonight, and came unprepared," I told her.

"That's ok, then. Just make sure you pull out in time. I don't need any princes or princesses of my own right now," She said.

I brought her over to one of the tables, and as I knelt down to lick her pussy, she pulled me up, and said "We don't have time for that. Just make sure you make me cum with your sword."

She turned around, facing the table, and bent over, wiggling her ass at me.

"Fuck me, barbarian. Show me how you can use your sword better than a prince can," She said, as she reached around and spread her pussy lips open.

I walked up behind her, and started to sink my cock into her. She was very wet, but she was so tight that I could only get a couple of inches in at the first thrust. 

"Oh, my god! You are already filling me more that any prince has!!! Give me more! I want all of that sword. Bury it deep in my wet sheath!!!" She told me, as she pushed her ass back at me.

I held on to her hips, and started to stroke my cock in and out, getting a little deeper each time. Her breathing was getting deeper, and she was moaning more and more.

"Oh, yes. Fuck me! Fuck me deep. Fuck me hard! Make me cum!!!"

I pulled almost all the way out, leaving just the head of my cock in her, and thrust forward, burying myself all the way in her pussy. I could not ever remember feeling such a hot, wet pussy in my entire life. My cock felt so good buried deep inside her, I didn't want to move. She, however, had other ideas.

She started to move her hips and her ass around some more, and started to push her ass back into me again. 

"Fuck me! Fuck me hard and fast! Make me cum NOW!!!" She said, loudly.

I grabbed onto her hips, leaned forward, and whispered into her ear "Reach down and stroke your clit, while I pound this hot little pussy of yours."

She gasped, and reached down to her clit. As I was buried deep in her pussy, I could feel her rubbing on her clit, and she was moaning and responding even more.

I reached up, grabbed a handful of her hair, and started to fuck her hard and fast, pounding into her pussy, pulling back on her hair.

"You like this, princess? You like being fucked like this? You like your pussy pounded and being fucked like a barbarian wench?" 

"Oh, god yes! Fuck me!!! I'm going to cum!!!" She yelled, and pushed her ass all the way back at me. I could feel her pussy pulsing and squeezing, and could hear her juices squish as I filled her with my cock.

"I'm going to cum, princess," I told her.

"Oh, yes! Pull out!" She yelled.

As I pulled out, and squeezed my cock tight, she spun around, and dropped to her knees, grabbing my cock and dropping her mouth over it. I started blasting cum down her throat, and she managed to swallow almost all of it. A couple of drops escaped her mouth. She wiped one drop off with one finger, and wiped it on her nipple. Another drop, she wiped off and rubbed on her clit. She told me that those were "For later."

After she dressed, and we walked back toward the party, we heard a voice call out to her, and a guy dressed as a doctor came walking up to us.

"Barb, I've been looking for you. I just got here," The doc said.

"Hi baby. This nice Celtic barbarian was showing me around. He's a friend of Curt's, and was protecting me with his sword. Kurt, this is my fiancé, Dave, who apparently couldn't even wear a costume tonight."

"How are you, Kurt. It's DOCTOR Dave, actually. Honey, don't I even get a kiss?" He asked her, and started to kiss the same mouth that I had just shot a load of cum into a few minutes ago.

"Well, I'll leave you two alone, while I get another drink. I could use one at this point," I told them, and started walking for the bar. 

While I was pouring myself a drink, Barbara came up to me, and told me "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about him before, but I really needed that pounding you gave me. He has never made me cum like that. If it's any consolation, he's going to be tasting you later when we go to bed, and he sucks on my tits, and licks my clit." 

"You are one weird woman," I told her. "Weird in a good way, mostly, but still weird." 

"I know," She giggled, and walked away.

Later, as night settled in, and the smaller kids started to drop off from exhaustion, I resumed my walking around and drinking. The good thing about this years party was that with all the land, Curt had set up tents for people to sleep in, so that nobody had to drive home after drinking. The bad part was, that even more people were drinking even more.

We started a big bonfire, and were all sitting around, rehashing old stories and laughing over exploits of younger days. At one point, during a lull, my friend Ricks' wife Bonnie, who was dressed as a cavewoman, came up and sat down beside me.

"What an asshole," She said.

"That's a fine greeting," I told her.

"Not you, Rick. He was supposed to stay sober, so we could get home tonight, and he's ready to pass out," She told me.

"And this surprises you?" I asked.

"No, it doesn't surprise me, but it still pisses me off . I'm definitely too drunk to drive!" She answered.

Just then, Curt came up and asked if we could help get Rick to a tent, before he did pass out. Bonnie refused, telling Curt to let him sleep where he fell, but I decided to give a hand.

Curt and I carried Rick to a tent, and laid him down. As Curt and I were leaving Rick to sleep it off, Rick called out, "Curt, wait a minute."

"Which one?" We answered, both of us used to that sort of thing.

"Kurt with a K," he replied, so I went back in to the tent.

"Man, I'm glad you're back, brother. We all missed you. Do me a favor. Sweet talk Bonnie for me she always liked you. Hell, maybe you'll get lucky and get a blow job from her. That way, she won't be so pissed at me," He said , as he passed out.

I laughed as I walked back to the bonfire, but I have to admit that my mind was racing. Even after all of these years, Bonnie still looked good. Her long legs still looked firm and strong, and even though they looked to be drooping a little, her tits still looked mighty fine.

Bonnie always had a habit of walking around bra-less, which is something that irritated my ex. I knew she had to be doing the same tonight, looking at her costume, and she saw me looking.

"Yeah, they're still there, just not as perky," She said. "What was it about my tits that used to piss off your ex so much?"

"I don't know. Jealousy, maybe?" I told her. "She was probably jealous that she couldn't walk around without a bra and look that good."

"Oh, you are so sweet!" She said, as she hugged me. "I'm just glad that you finely got rid of that bitch. It's just too bad that she couldn't even divorce you with out all the drama." 

"Yeah, it was bad enough that she didn't want to sleep with me anymore, and she was fucking some cheesehead, instead, but then to put me and the kids in the middle of all that dramatic bullshit really did a number on my self-esteem." I told her.

"I just don't understand the no-sex part," Bonnie told me. "She was always happy before. She used to brag about you all the time. Hell, half the women here wanted to fuck you, just find out if she was telling the truth!"

Knowing that she was drunk, I decided to push the envelope, and asked, "Does that include you?"

"Hell, yeah. I've always thought that you were cute and sexy," She answered. "Oh, my God, I can't believe that I just told you that! I've had too much to drink!" 

We were almost the last ones left at the bonfire, and I said that I was thinking of finding a tent to nod off in, myself.

"I think that I'm going to stay up a little longer," Bonnie said. "Maybe I'll have one more glass of wine, and then find a tent."

"Well, Rick is over there," I told her, pointing out the tent where we set him down in.

"Fuck him. He can sleep alone. It wouldn't be the first time, or the last," She said.

Bonnie went off to get another glass of wine, and when she came back, I told her that I found a tent way in the back, and said good night.

"It could be," She answered. When I looked at her, puzzled, she laughed, and said "Good night, you Celtic barbarian." 

I went to the empty tent, and laid down, on top of the sleeping bag. At one point, I was having a vivid dream about getting an incredible blow job, and started to wake up. But, it wasn't a dream. Bonnie was in my tent, sucking on my cock like her life depended on it.

"Holy shit! What are you doing here?" I asked, astonished, yet delighted.

Bonnie pulled away and said "Well, I would ask if it's been so long that you don't know what a blow job is anymore, but I see, or should I say, I TASTE, that you've gotten some recently. And, I also see that your ex wasn't lying about you, either."

She then went back to sucking on my cock, which felt harder that it had in years.

"Bonnie, we can't do this. You're married, and to a friend of mine!" I told her.

"Oh, please! Do you think that I don't know about Rick fucking around on me?" She asked. "I saw the smile on the 'princesses' face earlier, as you two were walking back from the workshop, and I want the same smile. I know you'll keep your mouth shut, so just sit back, and enjoy. Better yet, lay back, and give me the same pleasure I'm giving you." She swung her hips around, straddled my face, and lowered her pussy down to my tongue.

Being in no condition to argue, even if I wanted to, I did as she suggested, and started to lick her wet slit, playing with her clit, and fingering her from behind. She started to really get into it, grinding her hips onto my face, and sucking and stroking my cock faster and more intensely.

I wrapped my lips around her clit, and slid my moistened finger from her wet pussy. I sucked on her clit, and slid mt wet finger up to her asshole, teasing it and pressing on it.

"Oh, yes. That feels good!" She said, stopping her sucking, to enjoy what I was doing to her. 

As I pressed my finger harder into her asshole, I started to slide the finger next to it into her dripping pussy.

"Oh my god, yes!" She whispered. "I'm going to cum!" And started to grind her hips more, and started to shake and moan louder. I was afraid that her moaning wound be loud enough for other people to hear, so I reached up and pushed her head back to my cock, to muffle her moans.

As my cock slid all the way into her mouth, I could feel, and hear, her try to yell, and felt a rush of pussy juice squirt all over my face.

"Oh my god!" Bonnie said, as she came down from her orgasmic high. "I can't remember the last time I squirted like that!"

When her breathing came back to almost normal, she must have realized that she was still holding my stiff cock, and said, "Holy cow! You still haven't cum?!?"

"No," I told her. "I wanted to get you off first."

"Well, I'm just going to have to return the favor," She said, as she turned her body, straddled my hips, and lowered her pussy over my cock.

"Oh my god, that feels better than I thought it would," She said, as she lowered herself all the way down, and my cock struck bottom in her pussy.

She started to wiggle her hips around, grinding her clit against me, and then started humping her hips up and down.

"Oh, god, yes! Fuck me!" She cried, as she was moving faster.

"No, YOU fuck ME," I told her. "You're on top. You fuck me!" 

"Yeah! That's what you want, isn't it?" She asked. "You want me to fuck you, don't you?"

"Yeah, fuck me," I told her. "Make yourself cum on my cock."

With that, she started to fuck and move like a woman possessed. She brought her feet up next to my hips, and started to raise and lower herself on my cock, moving faster and faster.

"Oh my god, I'm coming again!" She cried. 

"Oh, shit, I'm gonna cum, too!" I warned her. 

"Oh, yeah. Cum in my pussy. Fill me with your cum! It's ok, I've had my tubes tied . Fill me! Oh god, I'm cumming!" 

With that, I let loose my second big load of the day, and blasted my cum into Bonnie's already wet pussy. As I felt my cock spasm and pulse, I felt another gush of liquid run down my balls, and knew that Bonnie was squirting again.

As we both lay there, catching our breath, I swore that I heard another woman moan. Apparently, we weren't that quiet. I only hope that the mystery moaner had as much fun as we did. 



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 07



When I woke up Saturday morning, I was alone, fortunately. I was feeling an enormous amount of guilt over what had happened with Bonnie the night before. I know that Rick had always treated her poorly, even taking advantage of her, and I know that we were both drunk that night, but that was still no excuse for what happened. Call it good old fashioned Catholic guilt, I guess. I had a hard time looking either of them in the eye over breakfast, even though Bonnie didn't seem too concerned, and Rick was suffering from what appeared to be a hell of a hangover, not to mention all the grief that Bonnie was giving him.

After I said my goodbyes, I went home to prepare for Saturday's party, or should I say, parties. I had to shower, clean my costume, and hopefully take a nap before the evening's festivities.

Our football organization was having it's annual end-of-the-season party for the players and cheerleaders, and for the first time ever, we had rented the back room of a local bar for a parents and coaches party. The kids party was being held in the park where we had our practice facilities, but the town would not let us have booze on public property, so the adults party had to be held elsewhere. 

The kids party was a lot of fun. The usual ghosts and witches, and even a cross dressing pair of twins. The brother and sister switched uniforms. He came as a cheerleader, and she came as a football player. I'm not sure I would have had that kind of balls at 11 years old! We even built a haunted house for the kids, using a few rooms in the building. All in all, it was a big success. Except for the toddler who peed his pants when he got too scared, that is.

The adult party started at 10, and was better attended that we expected. The food was good, and plenty, and there were a lot of parents imbibing. There were even more coaches drinking, being the end of the season. 

The adult costumes were, naturally, better than the kids. We had sexy witches, naughty nurses, cavemen and women, and of course, me as a Celtic warrior. Jennie, from "Football Moms, Ch. 1" came as a bar wench, showing off her fine legs, and ample cleavage, and Janis, from "The Shrew", came dressed as a nun, which I thought was rather ironic. I was still seeing both women occasionally, as none of us wanted any serious relationship right now, so having both of them there was a little awkward. Fortunately, both women were getting nicely buzzed, so there didn't seem to be a problem.

One woman that had my attention the moment she came in was the mom of one of my defensive ends, who is Japanese. At all of 4'6," and 95 lbs, He was one of the best lineman in the league. It must have been the fact that he had been studying judo almost as long as he could walk. Mom came in dressed as a dragon lady, with the silk dress, heels, etc. I had never really seen her all season, as she usually just stayed in the car when she dropped her son off and picked him up. Now I was getting a very good look!

After I got a drink, I walked up to her and introduced myself. She told me, "Yes, I know who you are. My son, Jimmy, talks about you. He likes you as a coach."

She had a heavy accent, but her voice was very sweet. I told her that her son was a pleasure to coach, and that I hoped he came out next year.

"I'm sorry", I told her, "but I don't know your name. After this whole season, I've never had the chance to talk to you." 

"Yes, I know", she told me. "In Japan, where we are from, it is not the wife's place to introduce herself to other men. My name is Sue." 

"Well, Sue, it is a pleasure to finally get to know you. Would you like a drink?" I asked her.

"Yes, I would like a glass of white wine, thank you," She replied.

"I hope I'm not being rude," I told her, handing her a glass of white, "but, if it's not your 'place' to introduce yourself, why are you here alone tonight?" 

"Jimmy's father and I are getting divorced," She told me. "He has decided to go back to Japan."

"Without you, and your children?" I asked.

"Yes. Apparently, he doesn't like this country, and has a girlfriend back home already, and misses her greatly," She told me.

"So you are staying here?" I asked.

"Yes, I have a very good job in the consulate, and I can make enough to support us very well," She answered. 

"Well, good for you. It sounds like you are better off, if I may be so bold. He doesn't sound like he wanted you to be much besides his wife, and the mother to his kids." 

"He was much more concerned about himself than he was about our children," She told me. "I was just there to take care of him. I like America better, because I can be something besides a wife. I can be a woman."

As we were talking, Jennie walked by us, giving me a smile. "I hope I am not keeping you from your girlfriend," Sue told me.

"No," I laughed. "Jennie and I are just friends. We're not dating." 

"Oh," She replied. "I heard her talking to some of the other mothers at a game once, and I thought that you two were... more than just friends. She said very... nice... things about you."

"Well," I told her, "We are more than just friends, but we're not serious about each other."

"I see," She said. "That is very nice about this country. In Japan, a woman can not be so open at our age. It is not considered respectful for a woman."

"Well, for all of our faults, we do tend to be a bit more open and accepting here", I told her.

"Yes, I think I like that a lot. I can explore many things that I could not, either with my husband, or in Japan," She told me.

I excused myself at this point, and proceeded to mingle and talk with others. While I was talking with Matt and Jane (The Taming of the Shrew), Janis came up, and the four of us talked for a short while.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" Janis asked.

"Sure, what's up?"

"Who are you talking to? She's kind of cute. Is she one of the moms?"

"Yes, she's the mother of the Japanese kid on my defense. We were talking about her son, and how she's adjusting to this country. Her husband just went back to Japan, because he doesn't like the U.S.," I explained. "Do you have a problem with me talking to her? After all, you are the one who decided that you wanted to explore your new found sexuality, and didn't want to be tied down right now."

"No, I don't mind at all," She answered. "Like I said, she's cute. I just wanted to know who she is."

With that, she walked off, leaving me a bit befuddled. What was she up to?

When I went back to the bar for another drink, Jennie came up for a refill also.

"You're getting as many looks in your skirt as I am. I'm not sure I like that!" She teased.

"Oh, I think you're getting a lot more attention than I am," I told her. "Now, if I had shaved my legs..."

This made her laugh, and she said, "Yeah, you're probably right. Thank god I decided to shave mine."

"Yeah, no kidding!" I teased back. "So when am I going to have a chance to enjoy those legs again?"

"You know how to get ahold of me," She replied. "My legs are always ready for a visitor of your talents." She then turned and walked away, swaying her tight little ass under her short skirt.

"I think the Japanese lady is cuter," I heard from behind me. I turned and saw Janis standing there, with a Cheshire cat grin on her face. "She's cuter, and very nice, too. Her legs are nicer, also." 

She took her drink, along with a glass of white wine, and walked away, back towards Sue.

"What in the hell is she up to?" I wondered.

As our party was winding down, a group of us went into another room in the bar, which was a piano bar, with a Saturday night sing-along. Among the crowd that went in was Matt, Jane, Janis, Sue, and myself. By now, having low tolerances for alcohol, Janis and Sue were both happily buzzed. They were both becoming friendly, also, which had me wondering even more what was going on, since I was hoping to wind up at Janis' house that night.

As we walked in, we dominated the room, since the piano player was on break. As we all took over the seats that were actually at the piano, Matt, who has a loud voice and like to be the center of attention AND an instigator, said very loudly, "Kurt, you're the musical expert here, lead us in a song while we wait for the piano guy."

Well since I was buzzed and horny, and I'm a bit of a Jimmy Buffet fan, the first song that came to mind was "Why Don't We Get Drunk (And Screw)." As soon as I led it off, everybody started laughing, and soon enough, the whole room was singing along. Just before the song ended, the piano player came in, and he was laughing at the sight.

"I've GOT to add that song to my list!" He said, as he was sitting down.

At that point, Janis, who was sitting next to me, leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Well, we've got the first part of that song down. How about the second?" 

"What about your new friend?" I asked, nodding towards Sue. 

"Who do you think I meant by 'we'?" She said, smiling. "Sue said that she doesn't want to go home to an empty house tonight, and I REALLY like her." 

"REALLY like her?" I asked, my mind racing now.

"Yep," She replied." There are things that I've always been... curious... about, and tonight might be a good chance to explore a little. I'm sure the Sue would play along. She's already told me that she thinks that you're cute, and very nice, and after what she's overheard about you, I think that she's curious, too." 

I looked over Janis' shoulder at Sue, and she just smiled at me, with a look in her eyes that pretty much confirmed what Janis was just telling me.

"Coach Kurt," Sue asked right then, "could you get me one more wine please. Then I think I may need a ride home."

"Not a problem," I told her. I got up and bought one more round for the three of us, and we drank them down.

We all left together, and decided that I would drive Janis' SUV, and would come back in the morning for Sue's and my vehicles.

As I opened the doors for the ladies, they both climbed in the back seat, and I got into the front. The ladies sat right next to each other, and were cozying up rather nicely.

When I was on the road, headed for Janis' house, I adjusted the mirror so that I could see the backseat, and saw Janis with her arm around Sue's shoulder, and Sue was snuggled up tightly. "Tonight has better potential than I thought!" I said to myself.

When we got to Janis' house, I helped both women out of the truck, and into the house. Sue immediately excused herself to go to the bathroom, and Janis cornered me, and started to give me a hot, wet, passionate kiss.

"I am going to have SO much fun tonight," She whispered into my mouth, between kisses. "She is so beautiful, and I've wondered for a long time what it would be like to be with another woman, ever since my ex brought one of those movies home."

The only thing that I could think of was "YOU'RE going to have so much fun?!?!? This could very well make me forget about last night!!!" 

As Sue came out of the bathroom, giggling and staggering a little, she saw Janis and I kissing, and asked "Are you two 'just friends', also?" 

"Yes, we are," I explained. "We are both newly divorced, and neither one of us wants to be tied down right now." 

"Ah, I see," Sue replied. "You are very popular, then."

"There's a good reason for that," Janis interjected. "Kurt is very nice, very gentle, and VERY talented."

"Oh," was Sue's only response, as she blushed.

"If you ladies will excuse me, I need to use the bathroom," I told them.

"Sure," Janis giggled, looking at Sue. "I'll try and explain it a little better to Sue while you're gone." 

When I came out of the bathroom, I didn't see either of the women, and as I looked around, I saw a dim light coming from Janis' bedroom, so I headed up there.

As I got to the doorway, I saw both ladies laying on the bed, Sue on her back, with Janis kissing her, both ladies wrapped up in each other.

"Damn," I thought, "Janis must be damn good at explaining the situation!" 

This was a sight that was pure beauty to my eyes. Janis, still in her nun costume, and Sue, still dressed as the dragon lady, kissing gently and passionately. Janis was running her hands up and down Sue's back, and Sue was holding tight to Janis.

Soon, Janis pulled back from Sue, and they both let out a big sigh. "Wow!", Janis said softly. "I've never kissed a girl before. If I'd known it would be like that, I would have done it sooner."

"I have only kissed a girl once before," Sue told her. "It was nothing like this, though."

"What do we do next?" Janis asked her.

At this point, I knew that neither one of them even realized that I was there, so I just quietly sat down in a chair in the corner, and watched.

"I think that we don't stop," Sue told her. "That was too nice to stop now." 

Janis looked at me, and asked "You're the expert at seducing women here, what do we do?"

"I'm far from an expert," I told her. "But all I can tell you is that nun costume has to go. It's TOO distracting!" 

"Oh, yeah," Janis giggled. "I forgot that I was wearing it."

She stood up, and, facing Sue, slowly unzipped her costume, revealing her body. As she let it drop off of her shoulders, and it hit the floor, Sue and I both gasped. Janis was standing there wearing only a pair of thigh-high stockings, a thong, and a half-cup strapless bra, all in black.

"You like?" She asked, turning towards me.

"I certainly like, but you should get Sue's opinion, too," I told her.

"Oh, yes. You look very beautiful, and very sexual, like that," Sue told Janis.

Janis smiled, and walked over to Sue. She stood Sue up, pulled her in tight, and gave her another passionate kiss, but this time, with a little more force.

As she was kissing her, Janis found the zipper to Sue's costume on the back of her dress, and slowly pulled it down. When she had it to the bottom, Janis backed off a half-step, and let Sue's dress fall of her shoulders and hit the floor.

This time, Janis gasped along with me, as we looked at Sue standing there. She was wearing only her heels, a cream colored thong, and a matching camisole. As beautiful as Janis looked, I think that Sue just topped her. Even Janis whispered "Oh, my god!"

"This is my first time ever wearing clothes like this," Sue told us. "Does it look OK?"

Before I could say a word, Janis took her in her arms, and resumed their passionate kissing. They soon fell back onto the bed, and I sat there, mesmerized.

"I think you just got your answer," I told her.

Eventually, I started to undress, while watching them, taking off everything but my kilt.

After I watched Janis remove Sue's camisole, I watched Sue's face as Janis kissed and licked her nipples, which looked like two brownish gumdrops just sitting on top on two slightly bigger mounds. Sue's face was pure ecstacy and pleasure.

Janis eventually started kissing lower, going down Sue's belly, and heading towards her panties. When she got to Sue's panties, Janis planted a kiss right in the middle of Sue's covered pussy, and Sue gasped and sighed.

Janis looked up at me with a pleading look, that told me she wasn't sure what she should do next. 

I stood up, and walked behind Janis. I stood behind her, leaned in, and whispered in her ear, "Just do to her what you like done to you." 

Janis smiled, hooked her fingers into Sue's panties, and slowly pulled them down off of her hips. As they reached her ankles, she removed them from Sue's body completely, and leaned in between Sue's legs, looking at her wet pussy. 

Even I was amazed at how Sue's pussy looked. It was lightly covered with fine black hair, and almost looked like the pussy of a teen-ager, only her legs were splayed apart, and you could see all of the moisture forming on her lips.

Finally, Janis leaned in, stuck her tongue out, and licked the length of Sue's pussy lips. Sue let out a loud gasp, stiffened her body a little, and then collapsed onto the bed. Janis kept licking up and down, obviously getting the hang of eating pussy.

I slowly and gently climbed on the bed, near Sue's head, and softly took Sue's pert, firm little tits into my hands, gently squeezing and pulling on her nipples. This caused her to moan loudly, and stiffen and collapse again.

I bent in, and gave her nipples a kiss and a lick, and then moved up to her face, leaned in, and gave her a kiss, playing with her nipples again.

After we kissed a short while, and Janis really starting to get into eating Sue's pussy, I got off of the bed, and went back behind Janis again. I knelt down behind her, unclasped her bra, and pulled it away. As she was licking Sue's pussy, and sucking on her clit, I started playing with Janis' tits, squeezing them and pulling on her nipples, the way that I knew she liked it,

I leaned in, and whispered in Janis' ear, "Slide a finger into her. Fuck her with your finger, while you suck on her clit."

So she did just that. I saw her wet the tip of her finger with Sue's juices, and then slowly slide it all the way in, causing Sue to gasp and moan even louder.

"Oh, my, yes," Sue moaned. "I like that. That feels good. So goooood!"

I kept playing with Janis' tits as she got Sue closer and closer to an orgasm. Soon enough, Sue started to moan and shake, and breathe harder.

"Oh, my god! Yes! Right there! Please don't stop!!!," Sue started yelling.

All of a sudden, Sue shrieked almost at the top of her lungs, and collapsed on the bed. As soon as she could talk, she said "I think that I just orgasmed! I have never felt like that!"

Janis just licked her lips, smiled, and asked Sue, "Did I do good, for a first timer?"

"Oh, yes! You made me feel SO good!," Sue told her. "Now, I would like to do that for you." 

As she said that, they both switched places, and Sue started by giving Janis a deep, passionate kiss, and worked her way down her neck. She seemed to know the right spots to hit, because she soon had Janis squirming and moaning doing nothing more than kissing and sucking on her neck, and softly playing with her nipples. I made a mental note as to where she was concentrating her attention, so that I knew the right spots for next time.

As she worked her way down Janis' body, Sue spent time flicking her tongue over Janis' nipples, which looked rock hard by now, and she slid her hand down to Janis' panty covered mound.

When Sue's hand cupped Janis' pussy, Sue clamped her lips down over one of Janis' nipples, and Janis moaned loudly. That was probably the hottest, sexiest scene I had ever witnessed, watching Sue work over Janis like she was.

Sue finally resumed her way down Janis' body, and replaced her lips on Janis' nipples with her hands. When she got to Janis panties, as she removed her hands to pull them down, I slid in behind Sue, took her hands, and placed them back on Janis' tits.

"Let me help you," I told Sue. "She looks like she's really enjoying the attention that you're giving her."

I reached over Sue's shoulders, softly grinding my kilt covered, hard-as-steel cock into her ass, and hooked my fingers into Janis' panties. Sue let out a quiet whimper as she felt my hardness press against her ass. As I pulled the panties down, Sue's lips moved just long enough to let the silk slide past, and then resumed her loving assault with her tongue.

Janis looked like she was having a mini-orgasm the second that Sue's tongue reached her clit, and she moaned and almost screamed. She was really enjoying the work-over that Sue was giving her. I was really enjoying the view that both women were giving me.

Sue dove in, and started eating Janis' pussy like she had been waiting all her life for it. I stood, and as Janis' eyes opened back up, she looked at me with lust in her eyes, looked down at the tent formed in my kilt, and told me, "Bring that thing here. I want to feel your cock in my mouth, right now."




The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 07



I walked up to the head of the bed, where Janis' head was, and she reached out, under my kilt, grabbed my cock, and slowly stroked it.

"You weren't wearing anything under this kilt all night, and you didn't tell me?" She asked.

"Well, you never asked me what I was wearing, so I figured that you didn't care," I teased her.

As I undid the clasp on my kilt, and let it drop, Sue stopped her oral assault on Janis to look up at Janis' mouth, just before she buried my cock in her mouth. 

Sue uttered something, I think in Japanese, and then said, "Oh, my. I have never seen a man's penis that big, except for in the movies my husband would watch."

"Just wait until you feel this thing inside of you," Janis told her. "You have never felt that filled in your life."

"No, I have only been with my husband," Sue told us, "and he was not anywhere near that big, and especially that thick!"

"Well, why don't you make sure you get it nice and wet, so that I can slide right into Sue's hot little pussy," I told Janis.

When I said that, Sue moaned, and Janis started sucking on my cock, slobbering all over it, making it nice and wet.

After a couple of minutes like that, I pulled my cock out of Janis' hot mouth, and got behind Sue. I started playing with her pussy from behind, while she was bringing Janis to her climax.

When my fingers slid in to her pussy, I was astonished at how hot, and wet, and tight Sue's pussy was. I only had one finger in her, and that was a snug fit! Sue started moaning and wiggling her hips, as I fingered her from behind, and when I pulled my finger out, and stood behind her, sliding the head of my cock on her wet pussy lips, Sue turned to look at me, and said, "No, not like that. I am too small, and you are too large. It will hurt too much. Please."

I told her that was no problem, and picked her up, lifting her from Janis' body, and laid her on her back, on the bed. Janis had a look of unbridled hot lust in her eyes, and noded at me when she saw me sliding my cockhead on Sue's wet opening.

I found the mouth to her pussy, and slowly started to slide my cock in. Sue let out a loud moan, and put her hands on my chest, to slow me down. I started to slowly pump my hips, sliding just a little bit more in, each time, and wetting more of my cock each stroke.

By the time that I was almost buried in that dripping wet hole, I could feel Sue's pussy pulsing. Janis had one hand on Sue's tits, playing with her nipples, and that other hand was stroking Sue's clit, rubbing it and flicking it.

I gave one final push, and buried myself deep in Sue's wet hole. I have never felt anything that wet, hot, and tight in my entire life. If she wasn't already a mother, I would have thought that Sue was a virgin, experiencing a cock for the first time.

As our pelvis' were rubbing against each other, Sue yelled out "Oh my god! Yes! That feels so good. Both of you are making me feel so good!!!"

Janis looked at me, and with lust in her eyes, told me, "Fuck her. Make her feel like a woman should feel. Fuck her like you know she wants it."

Once I knew that Sue was used to my size, I started stroking my cock in and out of her pussy, a little faster each time.

"Yes Yes Yes," Sue kept moaning. "I have never felt like this before!"

All of a sudden, Sue let out a scream, stiffened her body, and yelled out, "YES!!!!!," and then she just collapsed on the bed, moaning.

Janis stopped stroking Sues clit and nipples, and straddled Sue's face, with her ass towards me, and told Sue, "I want you to make me cum. Lick me, my little Asian doll," and lowered her pussy, which was dripping, onto Sue's face.

Sue started licking Janis' slit with a lustful gusto, holding onto her hips, and I slowed down my stroking into her pussy. I reached up, and slid a finger, and then two, into Janis pussy from behind, and that caused her to moan and gasp, and grind her crotch onto Sue's face.

Soon, I felt that Sue was wearing down, and I pulled out of her pussy, with a loud sucking sound as I pulled all the way out. Sue moaned, sounding like a combination of disappointment and yet relief, but never stopped working on Janis' pussy.

Keeping Sue on her back, I knee-walked my way up her torso, took Janis by the hips, and slid my cock all the way into her wet pussy, burying myself in one thrust. Janis moaned, and shook a little.

I could feel Sue's tongue working on Janis' clit, and I could only imagine how it felt to Janis. She gasped and moaned, and I knew that I wasn't going to last too much longer, so I started fucking her harder and faster, and Sue kept up with her licking, and sucking on Janis' clit.

Soon, I heard the familiar sound from Janis, and started to fuck her with everything I had left in me. She started to yell, saying, "Oh yes! Fuck me baby! Don't stop! I'm almost there! Fuck meeeee!!!!!"

"Oh, yeah, I'm almost there, too!," I told her. 

Sue was grabbing Janis' ass, and pulling her down, and I kept pounding into her pussy, and finally, Janis yelled out, "Cum with me, baby. Oh, god, yes, cum with meee!"

I could feel Janis' pussy start to pulse, and milk my cock, and that was all I could take. I let loose with a blast that I thought would shoot out of her mouth, it was so powerful.

Janis was shaking and moaning, and when she finally stopped, I rolled us over, so that Sue could get out from underneath us. 

"My goodness," Sue said, "I never knew sex could be like this."

"Me either," Janis added.

"Oh... my... god," was all I could say, causing both women to laugh.

After a couple of minutes, I got up to go to the bathroom, and I heard Sue say, in her little girl voice, "I think that I am going to have a very sore kitty tomorrow." 

I laughed at that, and went into the bathroom. When I came out, the women were in a sixty-nine, and Janis looked up at me and said, "I wanted to see if I could kiss her soreness away, and she dove right back in, too"

"Mmmmm," Sue added. "I wanted to know what man's and woman's juices tasted like, together. I like!" 

I could just smile, and think to myself, "I could definitely get used to this," as I collapsed on the bed. "I think I've created a couple of monsters, here."



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 08



Shortly after my divorce, I decided to put personals ads on a couple of the more popular on-line singles sights. I had endured some of my friends' well-intentioned, but obviously misinformed, wives trying to set me up with their single friends, sisters, cousins, co-workers ... well, you get the picture. Working in the construction industry didn't give me much of a chance to meet anyone, either. The on-line scene was a bit of a mixed bag. I encountered a lot of women either looking to jump into a long-term, marriage-minded relationship, wanting a sugar daddy, or so desperate that they were willing to accept just about anybody. None of these fit what I was looking for. 

As I logged in to one of the sites one day, I was greeted with a message that I had a letter waiting for me. As I opened up the letter, I was greeted with a picture of an attractive, smiling woman, about ten years younger than me. Her letter said that she liked the sense of humor that I exhibited in my profile, and that she thought that my picture was very nice. She told me that her name was Mary, and how I could contact her. We e mailed back and forth for a while, and then exchanged phone numbers. She surprised me with her intelligence and her sense of humor. 

After a couple of weeks of talking, we were able to find a Saturday night where we were both available, so we decided to meet at a bar/restaurant near me. Amazingly, I was nervous waiting for the day to come. 

That day, I arrived a little early, and seeing that it was a beautiful day, I decided to wait outside for her. I really didn't know what to expect when she arrived. I had only seen her profile picture, which was a head shot. 

As I was waiting, getting more nervous, a mini-van pulled into the parking lot, with a woman who looked a bit like the picture behind the wheel. As she got out, my stomach dropped. This woman was two inches taller than me, and probably outweighed me by easily 30 lbs. I'm not exactly a little guy, either. " This CAN'T be her!" I thought to myself, as she walked towards me. Fortunately, she walked right past me, and entered into the restaurant side of the building. 

A few minutes later, Mary walked up, with that same bright smile that was on her picture.

After we were seated, we started talking, and I was delighted by her easy-going nature, her laugh, and her beauty. When the woman from the parking lot walked past us, to go to the washroom, I pointed her out, and Mary couldn't stop laughing. 

Mary had such an aura about her that at one point, out waitress, after asking the required, " Is everything alright here?" , stopped and put her hand on Mary' s upper arm and asked what scent she was wearing, because it was so nice. After Mary told the waitress what it was, and she walked away, Mary looked at me and said " That was kind of odd." " Not at all," I told her, " She was hitting on you." " Get out of here", she responded. "Are you going to tell me that you've never been hit on before?" I asked her. "Not by a woman", she answered. "You've just spent too much time on the South Side", I teased. 

We continued talking as we finished eating, and had a couple of more drinks. After spending almost three hours with her, I did not want the evening to end, but I knew that we wouldn't be staying there. 

As we walked out to the parking lot, we decided to check out a new bar that has a live band, pool, darts, etc. We decided to take my truck, and leave her car at the restaurant. As we got into my truck, I leaned in to her and told her "I'm sorry, but I have been wanting to do this all night", as I kissed her. 

Mary gave out a little moan as we kissed, and when I pulled back, she looked at me and said "I was wondering how long it was going to take you to do that." 

I laughed, and asked what she meant. 

"Why don't we forget the other bar, and go to your place, instead, and I'll explain", she told me. 

Now, I may not be the smartest guy in the world, but I can take a hint when you hit me upside the head with it, so I started up the truck, and started driving home. 

When we got to my place, I stood behind her and helped her off with her jacket, and started kissing the back of her neck, as I stroked her sides. Mary moaned her approval as she leaned back into my body. I knew that she could feel my growing erection pressing against her ass-cheeks, and she sighed as she wiggled her ass against my bulge. 

While we were standing like that, I started to unbutton Mary's blouse as I continued working on her neck. When it was fully open, I slid my hands in, and started to gently squeeze her breasts and tease her hardening nipples, which made her moan even more, and grind her ass against me even harder. 

I turned her around, and we started a deep, soulful tongue-wrestle, as we held each other tight. She started to unbutton my shirt, as we continued kissing. 

I was sliding my hands over her nice little ass, pulling her in, when I decided to walk her in to my bedroom. 

When we got in to my room, I took a second to start up some music on my computer, and resumed kissing her. 

I started at her lips, and worked my way down her neck, pulling her blouse off of her as I kissed and licked my way to her breasts. After I removed her bra, I wrapped my lips around one of her nipples, while I softly squeezed the other breast. As I teased her nipple with my tongue and my teeth, Mary let out a sigh, and pulled my head in tighter. I sucked in her nipple as far as I could, working my tongue around it at the same time. 

She released my head and started to remove my shirt, and I moved to her other nipple, as one hand went down to her tight, squeezable ass. Just as I was noticing that I didn't feel any panties under her pants, she said to me "I'm wearing a thong", as if she was reading my mind. 

After she removed my shirt, I knelt down, and started to remove her pants. I took in the aroma from het wet pussy, and leaned in to give her panty-covered lips a kiss. 

After I removed her pants, I stood, and she started to undo my pants. As she lowered my zipper, she knelt, and removed my pants. As she was on her knees, she grabbed my now hard cock through my boxers, and gave it a kiss. 

"This feels like it is going to do just fine", she said with a smile, as she stood back up. 

"I'm going to use your bathroom", she told me. "Why don't you make yourself more comfortable, and I'll be right back." 

As I watched her ass while she walked away, I noticed the tattoo on the small of her back, and enjoyed the view of her tight ass swaying back and forth. 

I dropped my drawers, and lay down on my bed, waiting for her. As I heard the bathroom door open, and she walked back in to the bedroom, I heard her gasp. 

"Holy shit!" she said, "You're huge!" 

"I'm not THAT big", I told her. 

"No, you're HUGE", she responded, "I'm going to have lots of fun with you!" 

She stood at the side of my bed and took my stiff, thick cock in her hand, and started stroking it, as I reached out to her, and started slowly rubbing her wet pussy through her thong. 

"I'm going to have to make sure this monster is nice and wet, before we go too far", she said, as she climbed on the bed.

Crawling between my legs, Mary smiled, bent down, and slid my cock into her mouth. Feeling her warm, wet mouth wrap around my hard cock was a feeling that I will never forget. 

It was soon obvious that not only did Mary know what she was doing, she enjoyed it. She was sucking and stroking me with a slow, knowledgeable passion that I don't think I had ever encountered. This was a woman who truly enjoyed giving a man pleasure, and showed it. She was sucking and licking, and wetting me down, and smiling the whole time. This woman loved sucking cock. 

After about twenty minutes of this, I had to pull her off of me, before I came. She looked disappointed, but I told her that I wanted to save the first load for later, and that it was time for me to return the thrills. 

"OK", she said with a smile, "But, I have to warn you, I get very wet when I cum." 

"How wet is very wet?" I asked. 

"VERY wet", she responded. 

"Are you trying to tell me you squirt?" 

"Well, I don't know about squirt, but I definitely gush. I just wanted to tell you, in case you had a problem with that." 

"Let me show you how much of a problem that is", I told her, as I got up and laid her on the bed.

I laid myself on top of her, and started kissing her, again working my way from her lips, down her body, stopping for a while at her nipples, which were now hard, and teasing and licking them for a time. 

After a few minutes of licking and sucking on her nipples, I worked my way over her belly, teasing her navel, which caused her to gasp and giggle. 

I went lower, and started kissing the insides of her thighs, from one side to the other. 

Eventually, I planted a kiss on her now soaking wet thong, and she gasped and sighed loudly. I took my tongue, placed it over the bottom of the triangle of cloth, and slowly licked my way up to the top. This made her moan, and start to wiggle. 

I reached up to her hips, grabbed the waistband to her thong, and slowly pulled it down. 

When I had it off of her, I tossed it over my shoulder, and placed my face back between her thighs. I took in the sight of her puffy, shaved pussy lips, and placed my tongue at the entrance to her wet hole. I slowly started to slide my tongue into her pussy, tongue fucking her. When I did this, she gasped again, and grabbed my head, pulling it in tight to her pussy, while she raised her hips off of the bed. I slid my tongue up towards her clit, slowly teasing her, licking all around her little nub, but never quite touching it. 

I could tell that she was getting frustrated, so I finally quit teasing her, and licked her clit, very slowly. "Oh, yessss!" she exclaimed, as I made contact with her sensitive little bud. 

For the next few minutes, I switched back and forth between fast and slow licking, on the clit, and all around it. 

Mary was breathing heavy now, so I took one finger, and slowly slid it in to her hot, seeping opening, and stroked the top of inside of her pussy. Mary was moaning more now, getting in to what I was doing for her. 

I then pulled my finger out, which caused her to moan in frustration, but I took two fingers and slid both of them in, as I started to suck on her clit. 

"Oh, yes", she moaned, "That feels so good!" 

I started to suck on her clit a little more firmly, and I started to stroke inside of her pussy with both fingers, looking for the spot that would set her off. I was alternating pressing each finger, sucking and licking her clit, when her pussy started to spasm. 

"Oh, god",she groaned, "I'm going to cum!!!" I licked quickly for a couple of seconds more, and then pulled back, still stroking my fingers inside of her. I could feel her pussy grasping at my fingers, and watched as she moaned loudly, stiffened up, and a rush of thick, clear fluid started to gush out of her spasming hole. 

Mary continued moaning and groaning for a minute or so, and I watched as her pussy continued to seep the fluid. Finally, she started to relax from her orgasm, and I slid my fingers out of her, and crawled back up her body. 

About when I got up to her face, I felt the head of my hard cock touching her wetness, and I placed the head at her opening. As I started to push in to her, she looked at me, and said "Slow. Go slow." 

When I was about half-way into her, she was sighing, and saying "Oh, yeah, that feels so good!" 

"Do you like that?" I asked her. 

"Yesss.I feel so stretched. You feel so good." 

"Good. Then you should be ready for this",I told her, as I slid the rest of my cock into her pussy with one thrust. 

"Oh, shit", she yelled. "Don't move. Just stay like that for a minute. I have never felt like this before!" 

So I did. I stayed just like that for about a minute, buried deep inside of what was the hottest, tightest, wettest pussy that I had been in for a long time. 

Soon, though, Mary started to move underneath me, so I started to move, also. We started to pick up a rhythm, and soon we were both moving around. Every time I pushed in, Mary pushed against me. We had a nice fuck rhythm going. This woman was something else! I could definitely get used to her! 

After a few minutes of this, I slowed down, and asked, "What is your favorite position?" 

"I like it from behind, or on top", she told me.

"Mmmmm ... my favorites, too", I responded, as I pulled out from her, and rolled on to my back, my stiff cock sticking straight up. 

"Hop on, and go for a ride." 

Mary smiled at me, and as she got up, she bent down and put her mouth back around my cock, sucking me again, for a minute. 

She then got up an her knees, straddling me, and lowered herself onto me. She slowly buried my hardness into her pussy, and sighed, leaning forward, as our pubic areas touched again. 

Mary started riding me, moving her hips back and forth, holding on to my shoulders as she humped on me. Soon, her breathing started getting heavy again, so I reached up and pulled her down on top of me. 

When our chests were touching, I reached down and grabbed her ass- cheeks, and started fucking up in to her quickly, holding her tight. 

"Oh, god, yes", she panted, "I'm going to cum again!" 

I kept fucking her, and soon, I felt her pussy grasping my hard cock, deep inside of her, and I felt her juices flowing down, out of her pussy, over my balls, and down my ass, to the mattress. 

As she started coming down again, I rolled us over, so that I was on top again. I started slowly fucking again, watching the smile on her face. 

All of a sudden, I fucked her hard and fast for a minute, and then slowed down again. This caused Mary to gasp loudly, and grab on to my arms tightly, and then relax again. She had wrapped her legs around the backs of mine, which gave her more leverage to move against me. I did this for a couple of minutes, slowly and gently sliding in and out, and then suddenly fucking her hard and fast, and then slowing down again. 

The whole time, Mary was gasping and sighing, and holding on to me. The only sounds in my bedroom, other than the music, were our moans and groans. 

After a while of this, I pulled out again, slapped my hard, wet cock on her clit, and told her to roll over. 

Mary smiled, and said "OK!", as she rolled on to her belly, and raised her ass up to me. 

I had to stop for a second, taking in the sight of her delectable ass, and her tattoo. Then, I climbed on top of her, placed the tip of my cock at the mouth of her pussy, grabbed on to her hips, and slid myself all the way in with one push, burying my cock up to my balls. 

"Oh, yes!" Mary said, as I grinded my pubes against her ass. "Oh, fuck me!" 

"Oh my god, you feel good", I told her. 

"Yes, fuck me!" she answered. "Fuck me!" 

I started to fuck her, going slow at first, pulling all the way out, then sliding all the way back in. 

I did that for a few minutes, and she started pushing her ass back up at me. When she did that, I picked up the pace, going faster, and Mary moaned "Oh, yeah, fuck me hard!" 

I took a hold of her hips, and started fucking her, slamming into her from behind. I reached under her, searching for her clit, as I fucked her. 

When I found it, I flicked on it, as I moved my ass around. 

"Oh, god, I'm cumming again!" Mary yelled. 

"I'm going to cum too", I told her. 

"Oh, yeah!" she cried. I quickly pulled out of her, and after only a couple of strokes, I shot a huge load all over Mary's back, covering her tattoo. 

After I finally stopped cumming, I collapsed at Mary's side, and we both tried to slow our breathing. 

"Oh ... my ... god" Mary breathed, "That was incredible. I don't think that I've ever cum that much in my entire life!" 

" That was unbelievable" , I agreed. 

After we lay there talking for awhile, I asked Mary if she wanted to take a shower, since we were both sweaty. 

" That sounds good", she told me. 

" Want some help?" I asked. 

" Of course" , she answered, " You can help with those hard-to-reach places." 

I went in to the bathroom, started up the shower, and we both climbed in. 

After we were both soaped up and rinsed off, we started kissing again. I started getting down on my knees, and Mary asked, " What are you doing?" 

" Just inspecting the wash job" , I smiled at her, as I leaned in and gave her pussy a kiss and a lick. 

I lifted one of her legs over my shoulder, and started to flick my tongue over her clit, making her gasp once again as I slid a finger into her still wet pussy. 

After a couple of minutes like that, I stood up and pulled Mary in to my arms, and she slid back out, dropping to her knees. 

" My turn to inspect" , she told me, as she took my stiffening cock into her hand, and started to lick it, and eventually engulfing it in her hot mouth. Mary proceeded to give me incredible head again, and then stood up, turned around, and bent at the waist. 

" No playing this time. Just fuck me. Fuck me hard, and fuck me fast. Just ... fuck me." 

Not being one to argue with a beautiful woman, in this situation, at least, I held on to Mary' s hips, slid my cock back in, and started to fuck her. 

I fucked her hard, I fucked her fast, and I just fucked her, holding on to her hips, as I pounded in to her pussy while the hot water from the shower poured over us. 

Mary was moaning, and wiggling her ass around, and reached between my legs and started playing with my balls as I fucked her. It felt so good inside of Mary's hot, wet pussy, and I was still worn down from our earlier session, and I knew that I was not going to last too long, so I wasn't surprised when I felt that tightening in my balls, and the familiar surge after only a few minutes. It also didn t hurt that Mary was pushing her ass back at me, moaning very loudly. 

"Oh, god, I'm cumming again", I told her, as I pulled out again, and shot a much smaller load on her back. 

After we washed this load off of her back, Mary and I climbed out of the shower, dried each other off, and went back to the bedroom. 

When we saw the huge wet spots on the bed, we both started laughing. 

"I'm sorry. I can't help it" , Mary told me.

"Do you hear me complaining?" I asked her. "I enjoyed every minute of it, and it is well worth the effort to change the sheets." 

"Well, I'll help you with the sheets", she said.

After we changed the bed, I tried to talk Mary into spending the night, but she told me that she couldn't, because her mother was watching her kids. 

After I drove her back to her car, we engaged in another long makeout session, and then I let her go home, as I watched her drive off, I thought to myself "This could be the start of a fun friendship." If only I knew just how fun!



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 09



Winter is usually a very slow season in the construction industry, and this year was even worse than normal. The economy had brought a lot of projects to a slow-down, if not cancelling them altogether. The upside was that it gave me time to spend the holidays visiting friends and family that I hadn' t seen in a long time, thanks to my ex and her lovely and charming personality.

Knowing that I had a few weeks to kill, I decided to call a cousin that I had only seen once in the last twenty-five years, at our Grandmothers funeral.

Debbie was ecstatic to hear from me, and after spending over an hour catching up over the phone, she insisted that I come to visit her and her family. I was looking forward to seeing her again, as well as getting away from the frigid temperatures around here. We decided (actually, SHE decided) that I would come down over the New Year's weekend, and celebrate with her and her husband and their friends.

My timing couldn't have been better. As I was leaving, a snowstorm hit the area, turning what would have been an eight hour drive into an almost eleven hour journey. Going from a near-blizzard to temperatures in the upper 50's was a nice change.

When I finally arrived, Debbie and I spent a couple of hours catching up while fixing dinner together. I told her about my divorce, the games my ex liked to play, using our kids as pawns, and about my re-emergence back into the dating scene. 

After dinner, Debbie, her husband Ron, and I went to their favorite bar for a couple of drinks. While we were walking in, Debbie was telling me that she had a few single and divorced friends that were going to love me.

"Don't go trying to set me up, Deb. I' m only going to be here for a week or so," I told her.

"We are coming here for New Year's," she informed me. "Nobody wants to hit midnight without having someone to kiss. Besides, with the way that you look, I'm not going to be able to keep my friends away from you."

I looked at Ron, and asked him, "Does she bullshit you like this, too?"

He just laughed and said, "I learned a long time ago to just let her have her way, when it comes to things like this. Besides, she's not all that far off. I can think of a couple of her friends that you will probably have to peel off of you. I suggest that you just sit back, and enjoy the ride."

I laughed at that, remembering how stubborn and determined Debbie could be when she has her mind set on something.

As we sat down, we were greeted by a short, long-haired blonde woman, who gave Debbie and Ron hugs, and immediately asked them who I was.  "Donna, this is my cousin, Kurt. Kurt, this is Donna. She owns this bar," Debbie said, "And Donna, before you ask, yes, he's single."   "Now, Debbie, what makes you think that I would even ask that question?" Donna asked, batting her eyes.

"Well," Debbie responded, "you might want to wipe the drool off of your mouth, before you ask that question."

"Why, don't you think that's an attractive look?" Donna asked. "I'll bet Kurt doesn't mind, do you, Kurt?" 

I laughed and told her, "On you, it's a look that works."

Donna laughed and went to get our drinks, and I finally got a good look at her. She was short, maybe 5'1", and slim. She was wearing a jeans mini-skirt with cowboy boots, and a sheer white, long sleeved blouse. She looked like she had a nice little ass, and smallish breasts. All in all, a rather nice package.

When she came back with our drinks, she sat next to me and started talking to me.

"Debbie tells me that you're quite the dart thrower," she said.

"Well, I know that the pointy end is supposed to go into the board," I teased, giving Debbie a look.

"Kurt is just being modest," Debbie said. "Didn't you win a city championship?"

"Two actually. Plus one second place, and a fourth place, but that was all quite a while ago," I told them.

"Oh, my! A professional! Do you give lessons?" Donna asked.

"Oh, I'm sure that I could teach you a couple of things," I answered.

"I just bet you could," she laughed. "C'mon, let's go throw a game."

She grabbed my hand, and led me to the dart boards, stopping at the bar to get her darts.

We got quite a few looks as we walked to the boards, and I'm sure that most of the people there were locals, wondering first, who I was, and second, why Donna was laughing and holding my hand, walking me to the dart boards.

She had three boards in her place, and only one of them was being used. We went to the farthest one, and started throwing. It didn't take long for me to get back into the groove, and I was hitting almost everything that I was throwing at.

"Damn! You really do know your way around the board! Show me how to throw like that," Donna told me.

I corrected her stance and her grip, and was working on her throw, when she told me that she needed more "personal" instruction.

Knowing an opportunity when it hits me, I stood behind her, and held her as I showed her how to move her arm as she released the dart. I could tell that she was screwing up intentionally, but I was enjoying watching her too much to even think about complaining.

Her main problem was that she was moving too much as she released the dart. When she threw the dart, she would almost jump, which would alter her throw.

Standing behind her, I was holding her hips down, and she started wiggling her ass against my crotch, which caused the beginning of a hard-on.

"Is that another dart in your pocket, or are you just happy to be holding me like this?" she asked me, with a wicked smile on her pretty face.

Before I could say anything, one of the locals, looking a bit buzzed, walked up to us and asked if we wanted to play a game. I looked at Donna, and she said that she would love to play a game of doubles with me, so we set one up, playing for drinks.


Donna proved to be better than I thought, and we won two games pretty easily. As we were walking to the bar to collect our winnings, Donna asked if I was coming to her New Year's party the next night.

"I wouldn't miss it," I told her.

"Good. Maybe I'll have something to look forward to, at midnight," she said.

"Maybe," I responded, thinking that I was going to have to thank Debbie for coercing me into this visit.

Debbie, Ron, and I had a few more drinks, while I was enjoying flirting with Donna. Soon, though, it was time to leave, and we said our good-byes.

As Donna was giving me a hug, she rubbed her thigh against my crotch, and whispered into my ear, "I'm really looking forward to seeing you tomorrow night."

"So am I," I told her.

The next night, we got to the party about 9, and Donna greeted us and led us to a table in the corner, and we all sat down and started to have a drink.

I was astonished. Donna was absolutely gorgeous tonight! She was wearing a typical "little black party dress", but there was nothing typical about how she made it look. She was, by far, the best looking woman in the bar. 

"Now who's got the drool on their mouth?" She said to me, laughing.

"I can't help it," I told her. "You look incredible."

"Well, thank you, kind sir," she responded. "Flattery will get you everywhere, you know."

We sat at our table, and I watched as Donna mingled, making sure that everybody was having a good time, and all glasses were filled. 

After a short while, she came to the table, and sat with us.

"Did you bring your darts?" she asked me.

"As a matter of fact, I did," I told her.

"Then let's go throw a game," she said, grabbing my hand, and leading us toward the boards.

I don't know how she did it, wearing a pair of three inch heels, but Donna managed to throw a pretty decent game. At one point, one of her darts bounced off of the board, and as she bent down to pick it up, I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of bare thigh above her stockings.

Donna noticed that I saw her, and had a smile on her face as she walked back from the board.

After our game, Donna gave me a big hug, and whispered in my ear, "Did you enjoy the view earlier?"

"Of course I did," I responded. "I would have to be either dead or gay not to enjoy that, and I'm willing to bet that even most gay men would have enjoyed it."

Donna laughed, slipped her hand inside my arm, and started walking me towards the back of the bar.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked her.

"Debbie tells me that you like good bourbon," she answered.

"Yes, I do," I told her.

"Well, I have a bottle in my office that you might like. Why don't we go have a taste?" she said, leading me into the back rooms.

As we got to her office, Donna had me sit on a couch as she pulled out the bottle of bourbon. She realized that she didn't have any glasses handy, so she went back up to the bar to get a couple.

When she came back, I could have sworn that the front of her dress was opened a little more on her top, but I wasn't sure. I was sure, however, that I saw her lock the door as she walked in.

Donna poured us a couple of drinks, sat down next to me, and we toasted the coming new year.

I noticed that it was approaching midnight, and Donna asked if I would rather go back into the crowded bar, or stay back there, and have a little privacy.

"The company, and the scenery, are much more enjoyable back here," I told her, clinking our glasses together.

"I agree," she answered. "It is much nicer, quieter, and more ... private, back here."

"Yes, privacy could be a good thing," I told her, liking the way this conversation was going.

"Yes, especially around midnight," she answered, smiling at me over her glass.

As we both finished our drinks, Donna took our glasses and got up to refill them. As she handed me my drink, I took both glasses, placed them on the table next to the couch, and told Donna, "These can wait a minute."

"Oh, they can?" Donna asked coyly, sitting back down, this time even closer to me than before. "Wait for what?"

"Wait for this," I told her, as I reached up and took her face in my hand, leaned in, and gently kissed her. Donna gave a little moan, as our kiss intensified.

What started as a soft, gentle kiss, soon became a full-fledged, hot and wet tongue wrestle.

I slid my hand from her face, down the front of her dress, and Donna moaned as I reached her chest. I realized that she wasn't wearing a bra, as I started stroking her stiffening nipple with my thumb.

Donna moaned more as I gently squeezed her little tit through her dress, and she reached out and took my hardening cock in her hand, though my pants, and gave it a squeeze.  

Donna felt my thickness, and whispered, "Nice!", into my mouth, as we continued kissing.

I started to unbutton her dress as we continued, and slid my hand in, squeezing her bare breast. Her entire breast fit into my hand, feeling like a soft mound with a hard pebble in the middle. I moved my hand to her other nipple, and we kept on kissing, and Donna kept moaning her approval to my manipulations.

I soon moved my hand out of her dress, and placed it on her leg, sliding it under the hem of her skirt.

As I reached the bare flesh above her stocking, Donna moaned again and said "I've got to let this guy out. He seems uncomfortable like this," as she lowered my zipper, and reached her small hand in.

Right about then, we could hear the festivities up front getting louder, with the countdown to midnight.

As they were getting closer to midnight, Donna tried pulling my hard cock out of my pants.

At the stroke of midnight, we kissed each other, and took a drink. Then Donna looked at me and told me to lose the pants, because she wanted to have a look at my cock. Once again, who was I to deny a beautiful woman such a request?

I stood up, undid my pants, and let them drop. After I took them off, I stood Donna up, and removed her dress from her body.

I was breathless, as I looked at her standing there wearing only her stockings, heels, and a skimpy silk thong.

I reached out, and started to stroke her pussy through her thong, feeling the heat and wetness through the silk.

"I was debating whether to take these off earlier," she told me, moaning at my touch. "I'm glad that I didn't, because I'd have juices running down my legs right now, soaking my stockings."

"Wouldn't that be a shame," I told her. "I'd have to lick your juices off of your thighs, and suck them out of your stockings." 

Hearing that, Donna groaned, and pushed me down onto the couch. She then kneeled between my legs, took my cock in her hand, and said "Damn! This thing is so thick, I can barely get my hand around it! I just hope I can get my mouth around it."

"Well, there's only one way to find out," I told her.

She smiled at me, saying "I like your thinking," as she started to lick the shaft, getting it wet. When she got to the head, she flicked her tongue around it, looked at me, smiling, and started to try to bury my cock in her mouth.

Donna was only able to get about half of my cock into her mouth, but she was doing magic with what she had. She was using both hands to stroke what she couldn't get in her mouth, her tongue was doing a dance all over the head, and her lips formed a tight vacuum seal around the shaft, making this one of the most outstanding blowjobs I have ever had.

While I was watching her head bob up and down in my lap, I reached over and took a drink of my bourbon.

Donna noticed this, and told me to hand her the other glass.

"Your cock tastes good, and I enjoy the bourbon, so I wonder how they will taste together," she said.

She took my cock, dipped in to the glass, and then licked and sucked all of the liquor off. She repeated this a few times, then handed me back the glass, and started to suck my cock with a renewed vigor.

I sat there for a few minutes, enjoying the hell out of her attention, but then I decided it was time to show her the same care. I gently pulled her off of me, stood us both up, and sat her down.

"That was incredible," I told Donna. "Now it's your turn to sit back and enjoy."

"You drive a hard bargain," she said, as she sat back with a big grin on her face. Donna looked so good sitting there like that, in her skimpy silk thong, stockings and heels, that I damn near got off just looking at her.

I got down on my knees, slowly leaned in to her crotch, and kissed her pussy through her wet silk. I gave her a couple of long, slow licks as I reached up and toyed with her nipples.

Donna sighed as I was doing this, and she reached up to her tits and placed her hands on top of mine. I slid my hands out from under hers, and put mine on top, having her squeeze her own breasts, and then I slid my hands down to her hips, where I untied the strings keeping her thong together. 

I pulled the front of the thong down, and placed her legs on my shoulders, as I dove back in to her wet pussy. I took one long lick, from her hot, seeping hole up to her stiff clit, and Donna moaned long and loud.

I moved back up to her face, and gave her a kiss, and started my way down her body again.

When I got to her hard, perky nipples, I pulled back, reached over to the table, and grabbed my glass again.

"Let's see how your nipples taste marinated in fine bourbon," I said to her, as I poured a little over her right nipple, and then her left. 

I licked and sucked the liquid off of her first nipple, and then moved to the other. The booze had started running down her chest, towards her belly, so I followed the trail.

As I moved down her tight stomach, she placed her hands back on her tits, and resumed playing with her own nipples.

I followed the trail of booze down to her hips, enjoying the taste. As I cleaned up everything that was on her body, I moved back to her pussy. I picked the glass back up, and poured a small amount over her shaved slit, diving right in to lick it up, savoring the mix of her juices and the bourbon.

"Mmmmmm, this is tasty," I told her, licking my lips.

"Oh, god, that felt good," she said, gasping. "Don't stop now."

"No worries, my dear," I told her. "I aim to please."

"Oh, and please, you do," she sighed as I started licking and sucking on her pussy again. 

After a minute or so like that, I slid a finger, and then two, into her tight little pussy. It took longer then I expected just to slide my fingers in. I was starting to wonder how long it would take to slip my cock in.

When my fingers were all the way into her pussy, I wrapped my lips around her clit and started gently sucking on it, as my fingers started strumming and stroking on the inside of her wet hole.

Donna started moving her hips around as I did that, and was saying "Oh, yes. That feels so good! Oh, god yes, don't stop. Right there!" 

After a short time, I felt Donna's body start to shake, and then she stiffened up, as an orgasm hit her.

"Oh my god, I'm cumming!" she yelled, as I felt her pussy tighten and squeeze my fingers, and her juices increased. I licked up her juices, and kissed my way back up her body.

When I got up to her face, the head of my cock brushed against her wetness, and I wiggled around until I could feel the tip at the opening to her pussy.

I started to slide my cock in, and I was amazed at how slow I had to go, even as wet as she was.

Donna soon stopped me, and said "Let me get on top. It will be easier that way." So I pulled out, and sat on the couch, as Donna stood, and facing me, straddled my body, and started to lower herself onto my cock.

When I was about half-way into her, she stopped and looked me in the eye. I had my hands on her hips, and I felt her raise herself slightly. All of a sudden, Donna dropped herself, burying my cock deep into her tightness.

"Oh my god," she moaned, collapsing on my chest. "Don't move. Let me get used to you." So I sat there, reveling in her hot, wet tightness. 

Soon, she started wiggling her hips around, and I started bucking against her, and she was moaning again, and moving with me.

"Oh, yes, that feels good," Donna moaned into my ear. "Fuck me. Fuck me good. Make me know I've been fucked good and hard."

Hearing that, I stood up, with her still impaled on my cock, and walked over towards her desk, placing her ass on the edge. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, and I could feel her heels bouncing on my ass, as I laid her back on her desk.

"You want to be fucked?" I asked her. "You want to be fucked good and hard?"

"Oh yes," she answered. "Pound my tight little pussy. I want to have to walk funny when you're done with me."

"Hold tight then, cause here we go," I told her, as I grabbed on to her wrists, and started to fuck her faster.

"Ohhh yeahh .... fuuuuuck meeeeee," she moaned, as I picked up speed and intensity.

"Oh, god, I'm cumming again!" I heard her gasp as her body tightened up.

I let her come back down, and I pulled out, and told her to roll over.

"Oh, yeah," she said. "I like it from behind."

I got behind her, admiring her cute little ass, and slid my cock back in to her pussy. I started fucking her again, and Donna started wiggling her ass as I pounded against it. I then slowed down, took my thumb, and wetted it in her juices as I slid my cock in and out. I placed my thumb against her asshole, and started rubbing it around.

"Oh, yeah," Donna moaned, flattened out on her desk. "I love having my ass played with."

I started fucking her again, as I pushed a little harder with my thumb, eventually slipping it in to her back hole, up to the first knuckle. 

"Oh, yeah, I like that," she told me, as she pushed back against me. I stopped for a second, and pulled my cock out of her pussy. I rubbed my cock up and down her ass crack, wetting her asshole with the juices coating my cock.

"I love a cock in my ass, but there's no way I'm taking that thing. Not right now," she said as I rubbed my cock-head on her asshole.




The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 09



"Slide your thumb back in, and pound my pussy. I want to cum like that. Make me cum, damn it." I could feel that I was getting close to cumming, so I slid my thumb in her ass, and placed my cock back at her pussy.

"Ooooh," she moaned. "Don't tease me like that. Fuck me!"

As she said that, I slammed my cock all the way in, burying myself in one thrust.

As we were fucking like that, there was a knock on her office door.

"Donna? Are you in there?" we heard. It was one of her waitresses.

"Yeah, Cat. I'm in here. I'm kind of busy, though," Donna grunted, as I kept fucking her. 

We could hear Cat giggle though the door, and she said "OK, well I just wanted to tell you that people are starting to leave."

"OK, I'll be out in a minute," Donna said, as she reached back, and tried to grab my ass to pull me in deeper.

"Fuck me. I want you to cum," she told me.

"I'm almost there," I told her.

"Tell me when," she said. "You can cum inside me. I want to feel you cum."

I started to fuck her faster, knowing that I was approaching the point of no return.

"Oh, yeah, I'm going to cum," I told her.

"Yes. Cum inside me!" she moaned loudly, as she pushed her ass back at me, burying my cock and my thumb as deep as possible inside her holes.

I felt the surge from my balls, and my cock erupted deep inside her tight hole, my body shaking, and my knees weakening.

We both let out a loud groan at the same time, and collapsed on top of each other on the desk.

"I do hope that you're going to visit more often, now," Donna said, as we lay like that, catching our breath.

"I think I might be able to be convinced," I joked.

After we collected ourselves, and redressed, we walked back into an almost empty bar. As we walked through the door, we were met with applause by the remaining party-goers, who were apparently informed of the private party in the back room by Cat, the waitress.

As we were leaving, Ron looked at me and laughed. "Didn't I tell you to just sit back and enjoy the ride?",he joked.

"That you did, Ron, that you did." 



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 10



Shortly after the first anniversary of my divorce, my world changed dramatically. First, an uncle of mine passed away. My uncle Karl was a unique individual, a borderline genius who held a number of patents on many items that are now everyday, normal household items. Uncle Karl was also my confidant, a straight-talker who rarely held back. His only son, my cousin, had died years earlier, and I was his closest relative.

I wound up as his sole beneficiary, inheriting his entire estate, worth enough that I may never have to work again, if I choose. My uncle lived in a large, but modest, house in the nicest part of town. Not necessarily the nicest house, but certainly one of the largest pieces of property. The house needed some work done to it, but it was an incredible windfall.

Shortly after that, on a night out with some friends, we were talking about the upcoming multi-state lottery drawing, already at a near record prize. On a whim, we all decided to toss in a few bucks, and bought some tickets. Two days later, at a Sunday cook-out, we discovered that we were holding one of two winning tickets. 

We decided to take the pay-out over time, instead off taking it all at once, on the thought that it would be nice to have the government owe us money for the next 20 years!

Deciding that my new house was in good enough condition to live in as it was, I moved in right away and started making plans for the rehab. Along with my house, the was a coach house in the back of the property, currently being rented by a single mom with two teenagers.

The mom, who was about 10 years younger than me, was named Tammy, and very attractive. At first glance, I thought that she was an older sister or a younger aunt to the two girls, because she looked way too young to be the mother to kids that old. She is about 5' 3", and maybe 125 lbs., with long dirty-blond hair.

Shortly after I moved in, Tammy approached me about the possibility of buying her house. She told me that when she spoke with my uncle about it, he basically blew her off. When I told her that I would look into the matter for her, she thanked me, and walked away. 

I saw her about a week later, while I was doing some work on the house, and she was washing her SUV. I explained to her that I had my lawyer look into the idea of selling her the coach house, and because of zoning restrictions, it was impossible to separate the two properties. She was not too happy, but I told her that if she wanted, she could come over one night, and we could discuss her lease, and what we could do to make it more worth her money to continue renting from me. She agreed, and said that she would let me know when she could come by.

That weekend, as I was sitting out by the pool, enjoying a bourbon, and about to light up a cigar, Tammy came up the walk and asked if this was a good time to talk. I told her this was as good a time as any, and offered her a drink. She told me that she really didn't drink much, but that she would have a glass of wine. I poured her a glass of Riesling, and brought it out to her. We started talking about her lease, and we soon smoothed out a deal where she would pay half of what her current rent was, in exchange for helping me out with the yard work and landscaping.

I also told her that she and her kids were welcome to use the pool anytime they wanted, and that they could even have a few friends over, as long as it didn't get too wild. 

As we shook hands on the deal, I poured Tammy another glass of wine, and we started talking. I discovered that Tammy is a widow, that her husband was killed by a drunk driver when her kids were babies, and that she had raised the kids by herself ever since. I told her about my divorce, and we talked more. The longer we talked, the more I didn't want Tammy to leave. She was a pleasure to look at, very funny, and very intelligent. Unfortunately, though, her low tolerance, and the late time, caught up with us, and I walked her to her door. As she stood at her door, I thought I caught a look, a glimpse, that had some promise to it. I knew, though, that Tammy would take some time.

Over the next couple of weeks, Tammy and I talked a few more times before I finally decided to ask her out. More honestly, I would have to say that I had to build up the guts to ask her out. She just had that effect on me!

We decided to go to a local Mexican restaurant that was close to home. This was the first time in a few years that Tammy had gone out without her kids, and she felt a little nervous.

When the waitress first came to the table, I mentioned to Tammy that this place had very good Margaritas, so we ordered a couple along with our dinner. We had a very pleasant dinner, along with more conversation. We both seemed to be at ease talking with each other, so the conversation flowed smoothly, as did the drinks. As we finished dinner, we were polishing off our third round of drinks, and it was obvious that Tammy was starting to feel them.

When we left the restaurant, we decide to head back home, so Tammy could check on her kids. I invited Tammy to join me on my patio, where we could have another drink, which she agreed to.

It was such a nice evening, we just sat without talking for a few minutes. Finally, I asked Tammy if she wanted to go for a late night dip. She protested at first, but after just a little persuasion, she decided to run home and put her swimsuit on, and I did the same.

I was already in the pool when Tammy came back out. She was looking very nervous, in her beach wrap and flip-flops.

"I'm not so sure that I want you to see me in a swimsuit," she laughed. "It's not a pretty sight."

"Please," I responded. "I've already seen you in a dress, and in a wet tank top and shorts. I think that I can handle you in a swimsuit. Besides, you went in and got your suit on for a reason, so just hop in."

"Fine, but you have to turn around while I take off my wrap, and don't look until I say you can," she told me.

"What is this, junior high?" I teased her. "Just get in the pool."

Tammy laughed, and said "Fine. Just turn around." 

Letting out a mock, loud sigh, I turned, and Tammy jumped into the pool. 

We swam around a bit, and after a short while, I got out to get our drinks. As I got back in, and handed Tammy hers, I caught a look that told me that I had a window of opportunity tonight, if I was interested.

As we drank and floated, I stayed very near her, keeping the conversation very soft. At one point, I noticed that we had floated to a corner of the pool, and that Tammy"s back was to it. I decided that if I was going to make a move, it was now or never. The funny thing was, even after all of the women I've been with since my divorce, I was very nervous about this one!

I put my glass on the edge of the pool, and slowly moved towards Tammy. I took her glass, and placed it next to mine, and I leaned in and kissed Tammy, softly at first, but eventually wrapping my arms around her tightly, and kissing her with an intensity that surprised even me.

As I first moved in, I heard a whimper coming from Tammy, and she started moaning more as our kissing intensified. Our bodies were rubbing against each other, and our hands were all over each other.

I soon stared moving my lips to Tammy's neck, and I could almost feel her melt in my arms as I kissed and nibbled her neck, as I held her tight.

"Oh, my god," she breathed as I worked just under her ear. "You went right to my soft spot."

"Just wait," I told her. "I'm just getting started."

"Oh, yessss..." she moaned, as I worked my way to the other side of her neck. 

As I worked on her neck, I kept gliding my hands over her body, slowly working my way towards her front. The first time that I brushed my thumb over the side of her breast, I heard her gasp lightly, and I felt her shudder.

I steered us towards the shallow end of the pool, and once I was able to put my feet on the bottom, I pulled her in tight again, and resumed kissing my way down her neck to her chest.

Tammy kept holding on to me, gasping as I kept finding her soft spots. I started working my way towards her chest, following her neck, until I reached the strap on her swimsuit.

I slowly started moving the strap off of her shoulder, causing her to inhale sharply as the top of her breast was exposed.

"Should we be doing ... this ... here?," Tammy asked me softly.

"This corner of the pool is very secluded," I told her, as I moved to the other suit strap.

As I slowly and softly pulled one cup down with my mouth, exposing her left breast, she raised a hand to cover herself. As I looked at her, she told me, "I don't like my body. I don't want you to see it like this yet."

"Well, I like you body, what I've seen of it, and I want to see more of it," I whispered to her. "In fact, I want to see all of it."

"No, you don't," she whispered back . 

"Yes, I do," I told her, as I gently removed the hand covering her breast.

"No," she said, "My boobs are too small, and what is there sags, my belly..."

I cut her off with a kiss, and told her, "Don't argue with me. I know what I like, and I like what you have. You are almost my age, and have two kids. I don't expect you to have the same body that you had when you were 18. Hell, I know that I don't."

"Yeah, but ...," she started.

"No buts," I told her. If you want to stop, we will stop. Otherwise, I would like to resume my exploration of your cute little body."

Continue, I did, with great pleasure. Tammy's body was amazing. She was very responsive, squirming and gasping as I worked on her sensitive nipples. Her breasts were small, about an A-cup, but looked great on her body, and her nipples stuck out almost an inch. 

I placed my thumb and forefinger on either side of one nipple and gently stretched the skin tight. I then leaned in and flicked my tongue very quickly over the stretched out, sensitive piece of erect skin. I pulled back for a second, gently blew on the nipple, and then resumed licking it, and started sucking on it .

By now, I had backed us into the corner where the stairs are, and I sat down, pulling Tammy onto my lap, straddling me. I had switched nipples by now, repeating the process on this one, and I could tell that Tammy was getting heated up.

Telling Tammy to wrap her legs around my waist, I stood started walking back in to the pool depths. I eventually found the air mattress that I was looking for, and placed Tammy onto it, keeping her butt at the edge, and her legs over my shoulders. 

I heard Tammy sigh as I laid her back, and I started kissing my way up her thighs. As I reached the steamy junction between her legs, she sighed and moaned as I placed a kiss on her moist covering. I could feel her hands on the back of my head as I kissed her there, not pulling me in, more like just holding me in place.

As Tammy relaxed on the floating mattress, I reached up to her hips, grabbed the sides of her bottoms, and pulled them off, slowly. 

As I pulled them off, and looked up at her at this angle, I was enjoying the sight. I had I beautiful view of her sparsely covered pussy, the tankini top rolled down over Tammy's belly, and her pert nipples sticking up beyond that.

I leaned in and gave Tammy's wet pussy, enjoying how her juices overpowered the pool water. Tammy gasped loudly as I flicked my tongue over her clit, and she stiffened, grasping my head again. I continued my teasing and licking, as I held her in tight. It didn't take long for Tammy to start breathing loudly and heavily. Soon after that, she started to shake, and then her legs stiffened, she grabbed a hold of my head, and started to moan. 

"Oh my god!" Tammy yelled, as she came wetly, all over my face. "Oh my god oh my god oh my god!"

"I had know idea that I could cum like that!" she told me as she came down from her orgasmic high. 

"Just wait," I told her. "It's early yet."

I reached down and pulled my trunks off, throwing them to the side of the pool. I then pushed Tammy further onto the big air mattress, and I climbed on with her. 

As she lay there, catching her breath, legs spread wide, I climbed up and started slowly rubbing the head of my cock on her wet opening, and spread her juices up onto her clit.

"Mmmm ...," Tammy moaned softly. "That feels good." 

"I hope you like how this feels, even more," I said, as I slowly started sliding my hard, thick cock into her moistness.

I had barely gotten the head in, when Tammy stopped me, and asked, "Oh my god! What are you putting in to me?"

"It's just me," I told her, pushing a little more in.

"Stop," she told me. "I want to see how big you are. You are already filling me better than I have ever felt." 

I slowly pulled out what of my cock was in her, and slowly straightened, showing Tammy my proud, pulsing rod.

"Oh, my!" she said softly, reaching out to feel my hot, pulsing pole. "This is the biggest one that I've ever seen."

As she let go, I lowered my self back down, and placed the head back at her wetness. She almost felt hotter and wetter than when I first tried sliding in to her.

I placed the tip of my cock just into the wet opening, and looking into Tammy's eyes, I asked softly, "Are you ready?"

Tammy just nodded slowly, grabbing on to my arms, and I slid as deep in to her tight pussy as I could on the first thrust. I was about 3/4 of the way in, and Tammy's eyes were wide open, with a shocked look on her face.

"Are you OK?," I asked her.

"Oh, yeah," she whispered, holding tight to my arms.

Soon, I could feel her start to move her hips a little, getting used to the feeling of my cock in her.

"You feel so good," she said softly. "I've never felt this full."

"Do you like the way this feels?" I asked her.

"Oh, yes," she said as she wiggled her hips a little more, "You feel so good!"

"Well, then tell me how this feels," as I backed out a little, and then shoved the rest of my cock into her hot, wet hole.

"Oh my god!" Tammy exclaimed, as I apparently touched bottom. "Don't move!"

I stayed like that, buried balls deep in Tammy's pussy. I could feel her tight pussy pulse, as she got used to my girth. Soon enough, though, Tammy started to move her hips around again, and I started to slide in and out of her squeezing pussy.

"Oh, yes," Tammy whispered as I started to get a rhythm fucking her on the floating air mattress. "Oh, my god, that feels so good!"

We soon rolled over, with Tammy on top, and she rode me, bringing herself to more orgasms. After a few minutes, our motion brought us to the edge of the pool, and I got an idea.

I turned the mattress, and brought my body down, until I had my feet at the edge of the mattress, against the wall of the pool. 

Tammy was still sitting on top of me, impaled on my cock, as I was doing this. I can't ever remember feeling like this, with her pussy constantly pulsing and squeezing.

As I got to where I wanted to be, I placed my heels on the edge of the pool, at ground level. I then started to elevate my ass, lifting Tammy with me. She started to moan as I continued to fuck her like this, and I pulled her down to me, so that we were laying face-to-face, my legs elevated, my ass on the air mattress, buried deep in her wet tightness.

As I held Tammy tight, I started to fuck her, gaining speed as I went. This had her gasping and moaning, and soon she was shaking, holding tight to me, as I felt a gush of warm liquid running down my balls and the crack of my ass.

Tammy was moaning and babbling incoherently as she held on to me, as she came down. Soon, though, I started to fuck her again, and Tammy's eyes flew open.

"Oh,no," she said to me. "You've got to stop. I want to make yo happy now."

"You are making me happy," I told her. "Just watching you cum is a thrill."

"You know what I mean," she said. "I want to make you cum. How do you want me?"

I smiled, and told her, "Roll over, on to your belly."

Tammy smiled back, and said, "Yes. I like it like this, too."

As she lay flat on the mattress, I climbed behind her, straddling her hips. I took my cock, and rubbed it on to her soaking wet pussy, taking in the view. "Tammy really has a nice ass," I thought to myself.

I placed my cock head at the hottest, wettest spot, and pushed all the way in. My pubic hairs were tickling Tammy's ass as I plunged all the way in, and Tammy gasped loudly.

I got up on my knees, as best I could, and started fucking Tammy's tight pussy from behind. Tammy was moaning loudly, saying things like, "Oh, yes, do it. Oh, god that feels good. Don't stop!"

As she was getting louder, and thrashing around more, I was enjoying one of the best fucks that I have ever had.

Soon, though, with all of her moving, moaning, pulsing and squeezing, I knew that I was not going to last much longer. The way that her pussy felt on my cock, hugging and squeezing and rubbing on me, I started to feel those sensations, and told Tammy that I was going to cum.

"Oh, yes, cum for me!" Tammy breathed loudly. "Cum deep inside me. I want to feel you cum deep in my pussy."

Tammy then raised her head, throwing her hair around, so I reached up and grabbed a handful of hair. As she was thrusting back at me, I started pounding her pussy and pulling her hair.

"Oh god yes!" Tammy yelled as I slammed into her. "Oh, god, that feels so good!"

That was it. I knew that it was over, and grabbed onto one hip with one hand, her hair with the other, and pulled her back onto me with both. 

"OHH!!!" Tammy screamed, as I plunged balls deep into her, and felt my cock explode.

After a couple of minutes, when my cock finally stopped throbbing, and her pussy stopped pulsing, I was able to lie flat on the mattress, and pulled Tammy in close.

"That was incredible," Tammy told me. "I have never cum like that in my life. I don't think that anybody has ever made me cum that many times, throughout a relationship, much less in one session!"

"You were incredible yourself," I told her.

We both lay back, and soon drifted off to sleep. I awoke as the sun started coming up, and I woke Tammy.

"I'm sure that you want to get home before your kids wake up," I told her.

"It's Saturday. My kids won't be up until 10, at the earliest. That gives me plenty of time to reward you for last night."

Tammy then crawled between my legs, and took my soft cock in her hands.

As she leaned down and started to kiss and lick it, my cock started to respond, and Tammy had more to work with.

For a woman who had only been with three other men, and claimed that she couldn't give head very well, Tammy had me ready to go in no time.

"Let me play with you, while you do that," I told her as her head bobbed up and down on my stiff cock.

"No," she told me, "This is for you. You just lay back and enjoy."

Enjoy, I did. If she was telling me the truth about her experience, or rather the lack of it, then this was a woman with a natural, untapped talent. I have never felt a woman take me as deep as she could, and still get her tongue to move along my shaft.

After a few minutes of treatment like that, I was shocked when I felt my balls begin to roil, and I was soon telling Tammy that I was going to cum.

Tammy just started to stroke my shaft faster, and plunging her face down farther, as she tried to milk me of my cum. It didn  t take long, the way that she was working on me, and I told her that I was cumming. Tammy just swallowed my cock, taking my hot juice down her throat moaning almost as much as I was.

When I had finally come down to Earth, Tammy was laying back down with me, her head on my chest.

"I like your pool," she said softly, as her hand was rubbing my chest.

I didn't see Tammy the rest of the day, or the next, as we both had running around to do. When I did see her next, though, I was sitting by the pool again, having a beer. Tammy came walking up, and as I handed her a beer, she looked at me and asked, "Can we talk for a minute?"




The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 10



"Of course. Have a seat," I told her, pointing to a chair.

As she sat, Tammy looked at me and said, "First, I just wanted to tell you that the other night was the greatest night of sex that I have ever had. I always thought that orgasms, and especially multiple orgasms, were a myth. You proved me wrong. Thank you."

"Well, it was my pleasure, as much as it was yours," I told her. "Obviously, though, something is bothering you."

"Well, it's just that I know that you have only been divorced for about a year, and you shouldn't be tied down right now. I'm not sure that I want to be tied down, either. But I don't want to lose you, and I don't want you to think that I am some kind of slut that just fucks and runs."

"So, what are you saying?" I asked .

"I don't know," she said. "I just know that the other night was something that I want to experience again and again ..." she trailed off.

"Well, listen Tammy," I started, "I am not going anywhere. I just bought this house, so I am going to be here a while. If you want a casual relationship, where we are friendly neighbors who get VERY friendly when we can, then I am fine with that. We are both free to date others, if we want, and we have each other to talk to, or to make love with, when we need it."

"You wouldn't have a problem with that?" Tammy asked me. "Because honestly, I would like to see if other guys are as good as you, or if you are just a freak. And I mean a freak in only the nicest way."

"Look, the other night was incredible for me, too," I told her. "And I would like to have more fun with you, too. If you aren't ready for a committed relationship, and honestly, I don't think that I am either, then I am going to take what I can get."

"Well, then, I hope you like what you are about to get right now," she said smiling, as she walked over to me, got down on her knees, and proceeded to pull out my hardening cock.



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 11



I then took her hips and pulled her back to swiftly and hard. Christine cried out, and I slowly started to piston in and out from this angle, really enjoying the view I had right then. 

It only took a couple of minutes in that position for Christine to start peaking again. I leaned forward again, and whispered in her ear, "Lay down on your belly."

Christine let out a whimper as she lay flat, and I moved with her, never pulling out of her clinging hole.

As I started moving again, I knew that I was not going to last long. I started moving faster, and fucking her harder, and Christine was yelling, "Yes! Fuck me! Oh, god yes. I'm going to cum again. Oh, fuck me hard!"

"Oh, man, I'm going to cum," I told her as I felt my juices churning in my balls.

"Yes, I want to feel it. Cum with me! Oh, god I'm cumming," Christine screamed. I could feel her pussy squeeze and milk my cock, and that was all it took. I let what felt like the biggest load in years deep in to Christine's spasming, wet pussy.

As we lay there, catching out breath, I heard Christine whisper, "Ohmygod. I never knew it could be this good."

"That was unbelievable," I agreed, as I wondered just how much Liz was able to hear.

We must have fallen asleep shortly after that, because the next thing I knew, the sun was coming in the open balcony doors. Christine was still fast asleep, but I had to pee, so I snuck out of bed, and went to the bathroom. When I was done there, I decided to take a walk to check on the rest of the house.

I grabbed a pair of shorts, and went downstairs. I went outside, and saw Liz laying on the big air mattress in the pool. She was naked.

"Good morning," she said, smiling. "I'm surprised that you're awake already, after last night."

"Sorry about that," I said, sheepishly.

"Don't apologize," Liz told me, "It sounds like you showed my mother a good time. God knows, she needed the release. Hell, the noise didn't bother me. I just lay right here, just like I am now, and got myself off, listening."

"Well, then I'm glad that I could bring you at least a little joy, also," I joked as I sat in a chair.

Liz then rolled off of the air mattress into the pool, and got out, walking towards me. "Do you have any energy to bring me a little more joy?" she asked quietly, as she reached my chair.

"What about your mother?" I asked. "Don't you think that she'd be a bit upset?"

Liz laughed, and said, "First, with the workout you gave her, my mother will be out at least a couple more hours. Second, no I don't think that she'll be upset. I think that she'd be quite happy."

Liz then dropped to her knees in front of me, grabbed a hold of my shorts, and started to pull them off. "Let's see just what it was that was making my mother scream with pleasure like that last night," she said.

When my semi-hard cock flopped out, waving in the air, Liz took my hardening cock into her hand. "This looks very nice," she said softly. "It's nice and thick. I can see why mom was so loud. It's been a long time since she's had a real cock in her."

"And how long has it been for you?" I asked, as she stroked my cock.

"It's been a long time for me, too. A few months, at least.," Liz responded. 

Without saying another word, Liz placed a kiss on the very tip of my cock, and then started to lick the shaft, from the base, all the way to the head. This woman had a special tongue! It felt like wet velvet sliding over my cock as she licked me.

"You didn't shower after you fucked my mother, did you?" she asked just before she placed her lips around the entire cock head, sucking harder on it, and started stroking faster.

The feeling that she was giving me was intense, and all I could do for an answer was to whisper, "NO."

"I can taste her pussy juices on your cock," she told me as she kept sucking. 

After a few minutes of some intense cock sucking, Liz stood. "I need to feel this inside me," she said, as she lowered herself onto my wet rod, shiny with her saliva.

The feeling that I had when she slid her wet pussy on my shaft was amazing. I could feel a little similarity between Liz and her mother, but Liz was much more controlled, and not quite as tight as her mother, though she did seem much wetter. "My god, you feel awesome inside me," she whispered in my ear.

As she rode me, moving her hips around like a slow belly dancer, I watched her body. Liz  s tits were smaller that her mothers, but firmer. I enjoyed watching them jiggle and sway as her body moved on top of me.

We fucked like this for a few minutes, her riding me in my chair, when I decided to stand up, with her still impaled on my cock. 

I walked us over to a table, close to the house, and laid her on it. I placed Liz  s feet over my shoulders, and started to slide my cock in and out of her hot pussy.

I started to slide the entire length in and out, leaving just the head in, or sometimes pulling all the way out, before plunging all the way back in, burying my cock in one thrust. That caused Liz to start to grunt, and she had her hands on my hips, trying to pull me in harder. 

While last night, with Christine, may have had some passion and romance involved, this had none. This was fucking, pure and simple. Just raw, animalistic sex. 

After a few minutes like this, I could tell that Liz was getting close by her breathing, and the same glazed look in her eyes that her mother had. I stopped, pulled out much to Liz's dismay, and rolled her over on the table. At her height, in her bare feet, her pussy was at just the right height for my cock to slide right in, which I did. In one push. I was buried balls deep, and Liz was moaning and groaning.

"Oh, god, that feels good," she moaned as I fucked her, picking up speed and power as I went. "Oh, yes, fuck me!" she said loudly.

As I was taking a hold of her hips, I noticed movement in my doorway, just off to the side. When I looked, I saw Christine standing there, watching us. She was wearing on of my Hawaiian shirts, and nothing else. We made eye contact, and she gave me a slight smile.

I turned Liz and my bodies slightly, so Christine could have a better view, and continued fucking Liz. Christine stood there in the doorway watching us, and soon was stroking her breast, teasing a nipple.

We made eye contact again, and I motioned her towards a chair a few feet from us. As she sat in the chair, spreading her legs slowly, I increased the intensity that I was pounding Liz's pussy with.

"Oh, god yes, fuck me!" Liz started to yell. "Fuck me hard. Slam my pussy! Fuck me!"

I felt my balls starting to churn again, so I leaned in to Liz and asked her where she wanted me to cum.

"Oh, cum in my mouth," she moaned softly. "It's been so long since I've felt a man cum in my mouth."

A few strokes later, I pulled out, and spun her around. Liz got to her knees, and seeing her mother right behind us, grabbed my cock and plunged her mouth over it. She started sucking me like a woman possessed.

I looked over at Christine when I heard a moan come from her, and I saw her playing with her pussy, teasing her clit with one hand, and sliding a finger from the other into her wet hole.

Liz was watching, too, and soon had her own hand between her legs, while she sucked me off.

This whole scene was unbelievable, and soon had me ready. I told Liz that I was cumming, and she took as much of my cock in her mouth as she could. I could hear Christine moaning louder in the background, and I could feel Liz moan as she tried to swallow my cock.

"Oh, god, I'm cumming," I said loudly, as I exploded into Liz's mouth. That must have been the trigger that she needed, because she let out a long moan, and her body shook for a second. 

All three of us collapsed into chairs, and I soon heard Liz tell Christine, "We've got to do these "girl's nights" more often!" 



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 12



After seeing Tammy for a few months, I was spending most of my time with her. Don't get me wrong, I still looked at other women, and in some cases lusted after them, but my interest in pursuing them was waning. Tammy was quickly becoming something that no other woman had been to me in quite a long time. 

We were having an interesting summer, with Tammy's daughters, who were 17 (a cheerleader) and 15 (a swimmer), my son, 16 and trying to stay in shape for football and wrestling, lusting after both of them, with my daughter, 14, laughing at her brother, and trying to emulate both older girls. My kids were spending most of their summer with me, both helping with the upkeep of the house and land, and just hanging by the pool. All together, it made for some nice comic opera.

We had a big BBQ over the Fourth of July weekend, with both of us having a few friends over. Tammy, however, was kind of bummed because her cousin, Lynn, didn't make it. Tammy had been telling me about her cousin, and was anxious to finally have us meet. Apparently, though, Lynn and her husband Mario were having problems, and they never made it. 

As the last few people were leaving, the phone rang, and it was Lynn wanting to talk to Tammy. I could tell by her voice that Lynn was upset, and I wondered what had happened. 

Just as I was finishing the clean-up, Tammy came back to me. She told me that Lynn and Mario had a fight after he came home drunk, cussing up a storm, and threw a softball at their daughter's head, after she left it on the lawn. To make a long story short, the police were called, Mario was taken to jail for domestic battery, along with trying to hit a cop (never a bright move, especially when you're drunk), and Lynn didn't want to stay in the house tonight.

Before I could tell Tammy to tell Lynn to come here, Tammy told me that she already had. She knew that I wouldn't mind, and they could stay with her. They should be here in a few minutes.

I helped Tammy and the girls clear out some space in their house, and I told Tammy that either she or Lynn could stay in my house, too, if necessary. As she was starting to answer, a mini-van pulled up in the driveway, and stopped at the rear house. 

After the van shut off, the driver's door opened, and a young girl stepped out. She was cute, about 16 or so, and with a very athletic build. "My mom's still so upset, that I decided to drive," the young woman said.

"Kurt, this is Cassie, Lynn's daughter," Tammy said. "Come help me with Lynn and her stuff."

As I got to the passenger side door, Tammy had it open, and was helping her cousin out of the van. Hearing Lynn sobbing, I stepped in to help. I was stunned when I saw Lynn for the first time. 

As I have mentioned before, Tammy is one of the most beautiful women that I have ever known, but Lynn was simply stunning. She was about my height, six inches or so taller than Tammy, and had a slightly fuller figure than Tammy. She had Tammy's family bone structure, and you could tell that they were related, but Lynn was simply more beautiful. The other thing that got my attention was a large bruise forming under her left eye, and she seemed rather pained in her breathing.

We put Lynn to bed in a guest room, and Tammy got her settled in, helping her get changed. When she came back, Tammy told me that Lynn's body was pretty bruised up. Then we got her daughter settled in with the other girls, and we went to bed.

The next day, talking with Cassie, and then with Lynn, we found out what was going on. It turns out that Mario tended to get loud, and sometimes violent, when he drank, which was getting to be often. This was not the first time that he had hit Lynn, or thrown things at his daughter.

I told Lynn that she was welcome to stay with us as long as she wished. I had plenty of space, and she was obviously special to Tammy. I also gave her my lawyer's card, and told her that she should consider using the number. He is a good friend of mine, and would take good care of her.

Two days later, I took Lynn to her house to help her get some things for her and her daughter. Mario was there waiting, drunk again. He became loud and belligerent as we walked into the house, yelling at Lynn, but I walked her through the house, trying to get her to ignore him. Eventually, we packed up enough clothes for both women, a few personal items, and left the house.

As we were walking back to my truck, Mario charged at us in a fast, drunken stumble. I stepped in front of Lynn, put my shoulder down, and threw a block into Mario that took him off of his feet, and landed him on his ass. While he lay there, screaming and sputtering, I put Lynn into the truck, and we drove off. 

Shortly after we got back to my house, I heard Lynn on the phone, making an appointment with my lawyer. 

Lynn decided to stay with us for a while, and we all started settling in together. My son was upset at first, because we decided to put Lynn, her daughter, and Tammy's girls in the rear house, and he and his sister had to stay in the main house. After listening to him try to argue with me about how he should be able to live in the rear house, based on his age, I decided to strike a deal. 

"Well, since all of the kids want to stay in the rear house, and we want an adult back there, here's what we'll do," I started. "Lynn keeps her bedroom, as she is the adult. We'll double up all of the girls, so you can have your own bedroom. That way, you can be the only male in a house with five women. If you think that your mother and your sister are bad once a month ..." "OK!!" he yelled. "I give! I'll live in the big house with you."

We all laughed, and life continued. As we fell into a nice rhythm, Tammy and I had to try and sneak in private time. The hardest part was the fact that Tammy was becoming more vocal in her love making. A couple of times, I thought she might have been loud enough that my kids, at the other end of the house, might hear her.

Tammy and I had already booked our kids at summer camps for the first week of August, so that we could have some alone time. As luck would have it, Lynn's daughter was going to a softball camp during the same week, so we could still have some alone time. We just had to work around Lynn.

That Sunday night, with all of the kids finally gone for the week, I threw some steaks on the grill, popped open a couple of bottles of wine, and Tammy, Lynn and I sat down for a nice, quiet dinner. After we ate, we sat and worked on the second bottle of wine. While we were drinking, Lynn asked if we would mind if she slept in the main house while the kids were gone. She didn't want to be alone in the house at night.

I told her that she could have her pick of the rooms for as long as she liked. Half-drunk, she teasingly asked if that meant my room, too. We all laughed, but I had to wonder just how much truth there was to that question, considering the look she had in her eyes when she asked. "I'm afraid that Tammy has standing reservations for that room," I joked back with her.

After we finished the second bottle, we decided to call it a night. Tammy went to our room, and I knew that I was in for a fun night. She always gets horny when she's drinking, and she had that look in her eye. 

Lynn chose the bedroom right across from our room, since that one was a spare room, and not one of my kids'. I got her settled in, and went to my own room. There, Tammy was waiting.

When I walked in to my bedroom, Tammy was lying on the bed, wearing a lacy red camisole top and a matching pair of boy shorts. She had lit some candles, and had some jazz playing softly on the stereo. She was laying back, her eyes watching me, and she had one hand on her breast, playing with her nipple, and the other hand was softly stroking her already wet pussy. I knew, as well as she did, that a few months ago, she never would have been able to do this in front of someone.

As Miles and Coltrane softly wailed in the background, I slowly started to remove my clothes as I watched Tammy bring herself close to an orgasm while she watched me. When I dropped my boxers around my ankles, my proud cock standing tall, she gasped softly, and pinched her nipple and tweaked her clit, causing herself to moan, also.

As I reached out to help her play with her pussy, Tammy slapped my hand away, and told me, "No. You lay back. I am going to take care of you tonight. You have been so nice, taking care of Lynn and me, and our kids. Tonight, I get to take care of you, and to thank you." She pushed me onto my back, knelt on the bed between my legs, and softly grasped my cock. 

As always, not wanting to deny a woman her pleasures, I complied, and proceeded to lay back and enjoy Tammy's talents.

Enjoy, I did, too. Tammy threw a little something extra into her usual oral trickery, and had me on the brink a couple of times. She was sucking and licking me with a wildness that I hadn't seen yet. 

I have my bed set up so that the way Tammy was laying on the bed, I had a perfect view of her panty-clad ass in a large mirror. Looking at her lying on the bed that way, her legs spread out, and a big wet spot forming on her panties, I was in heaven.

"Slide your hand between your legs, and play with your pussy while you suck on my cock," I told her.

Along with knowing that she got horny when she drinks, I also knew that Tammy really liked it when I talked dirty to her when she has been drinking. Tonight seemed like a good night for a little of that, too.

Seconds after Tammy started playing with her pussy, she started moaning around my cock as she sucked it more intensely. I knew the pitch of her moan, and I knew she was going to cum soon.

"C'mon, baby, make yourself cum. Play with that hot little pussy while you suck my hard, thick cock. Make yourself cream all over your fingers while you try to suck my cum out," I teased her, as she moaned louder, and tried to swallow my cock.

Watching this entire scene had me at the brink again, when Tammy finally let out a long, soft moan, muffled by my cock, as she brought herself to orgasm. I felt her shake and shudder as she came, and waited for her to come down. 

As I held Tammy, and she continued to stroke my cock, I noticed something odd. The bedroom door was slightly open, and I swear that I had closed it, knowing that Lynn was just across the hall.

Before I could think anything more about it, Tammy sat up, removed her soaking wet panties, and climbed on board my lap.

She softly grasped my cock, sliding the head all over her wetness. Then, moaning loudly, Tammy placed the head of my cock at the hot, wet opening of her pussy, and lowered herself onto me.

"Oh my god," Tammy moaned into my ear as I held her on top of me. "I can't go this long without feeling this again."

"I'll soundproof the room, if I have to," I moaned into her ear as we got into Tammy's favorite position.

Holding Tammy's body tight to mine, her chest against mine, with her body on top, I started to fuck her, going quickly, and then slowing down. I would slide the entire shaft of my cock in, burying myself deeply, and then tease her with just the head sliding in and out of her wet hole. While I was doing this, Tammy would wiggle her hips and ass while she was sliding up and down on my shaft.

Again reading Tammy's sounds, I knew that she was reaching her peak again, and changed course. I reached down to her hips, and took a good, tight grip. I held Tammy tight, and I started fucking her hard and fast as I held her body in place. I knew that she loved this, so it wouldn't be long before she came again. I also knew that this was going to be a big one. She usually gets off real well in this position, and I expected nothing less this time. Sure enough, within a few seconds, Tammy let out a long, loud moan, as her body shook and quivered. "Oh my god I'm cumming!" Tammy almost yelled.

Tammy rolled off of me, and lay on her side as she caught her breath. I got up, looked at her laying like that, and straddled her bottom leg. I then opened her other leg, crawled up, and started to slide my cock into her soaking wet pussy.

As Tammy moaned, I heard a sound like a moan coming from the doorway, and knew that Lynn was watching us. That was why the door was open. She must have heard Tammy moaning, and gave into temptation, coming to spy on us. "Well, if she wants a show, we can give her a show, " I thought.

I then started to fuck Tammy's hot, wet, grasping pussy, giving her deep strokes, and then shallow ones. I hoped that we were in a good position for Lynn to see everything, as I kept fucking Tammy.

After a few minutes, I slowed and started to rub my thumb in Tammy juices, which were all over her ass. I saw a little of her juices pooling at her asshole, and slowly rubbed my thumb around it, placing a little more pressure each time.

Soon, I had my entire thumb buried in Tammy's ass, as she wiggled her hips around, getting both my thumb and my cock, buried deep in her pussy, to all the spots that she could.

I then rolled her onto her belly, sliding my cock out, but never removing my thumb from her ass. I had Tammy laying on her belly across the bed, facing away from the door. I knew that Lynn was now going to get a perfect view, as wiggled my thumb around in Tammy's ass.

"Do you like the way my thumb feels in your ass?" I asked her, as I placed the head of my cock at her pussy opening. "Oh, yes!" she moaned. "Your thumb feels so good." Just before I slid my cock in to her pussy, I started to fuck her as with my thumb, quickly.

"Oh! Oh! That feels soo goood!" Tammy yelped, as I then slid my cock all the way in to her in one stroke.

I could hear Lynn on the other side of the door, she was breathing so hard. I decided to up the stakes a little, and asked Tammy, "Do you like my thumb in your ass, fucking you?"

"Oh, yeah," Tammy moaned. "I love it when you fuck me with your thumb in my ass. It feels so good!" "What feels better?" I asked. "My thumb or my cock?"

"Oh! I like your cock in my ass!" Tammy said loudly. As she was moaning about the thought, I heard Lynn gasp and moan. 

I leaned down, and whispered in Tammy's ear, "You know, if you keep moaning this loud, Lynn is going to hear you." When I said that, I felt Tammy's pussy squeeze for a second, and she let out a soft moan.

"You like that thought, don't you?" I whispered in her ear, knowing that Tammy still didn't know that Lynn was watching us from the doorway. "You like the idea of your cousin hearing us, don't you?" I asked her. Tammy moaned louder, and wiggled and pushed her hips up at me.

Then I moved to the other side of her neck, and kissed and nibbled on her neck, grinding my pelvis into her hips the whole time, keeping my cock buried deep in her pussy. I got to this ear, and whispered, "Slide your hand down, and play with your clit while I fuck your hot, wet pussy."

Tammy moaned, and slid her hand down. When I could feel her fingers rubbing at her lips and her clit, I leaned in again.

"I wonder how excited you'd get at the thought of Lynn sitting in our room, watching us fuck. Playing with her tits, and stroking her wet pussy, while she watches us fuck. You like that thought, don't you?" I whispered in her ear.

When I said that, Tammy really started getting off. "Oh, yes!", she yelled. "Fuck me harder. Fuck me!"

I straightened up, took a hold of her hips, and started fucking Tammy hard and fast. I knew that neither one of us was going to last long, so I wanted to make it a good ending. I started to fuck Tammy for all I was worth.

When I heard Tammy start her "Oh! OH! OHHH!!" noises, I knew that she was right there, also. I started giving her long, deep strokes, pulling my cock all the way out, and then sliding it all the way back in. I thought about the view that Lynn must have, and that set me off.

"Oh, yes, I'm going to cum!" I announced, as I grabbed Tammy's hips and pulled her tight.

"Yes!Yes!I'm there!! I'm cumming too!" Tammy yelled, as I felt both of us explode at the same time.

While we were lying there, catching out breath, I could still faintly hear Lynn breathing heavy also, and eventually heard hear go back to her room.



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 13



The next morning, Tammy was still sleeping when I woke up, so I snuck out of bed and headed to the kitchen. When I walked in, I saw Lynn standing at the coffee maker, filling herself a cup. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt, with the outline of sports bra and a pair of panties underneath. She was also displaying a very nice pair of legs, too.

I toyed with the idea of sliding up behind her, barely making contact with her body, and asking her if she enjoyed the show last night, but I opted against it, for fear of scaring her off. Instead, I decided to just play stupid. I poured myself a cup of coffee, and had something to eat as I talked to Lynn. We both tried to act as if nothing happened last night, but I did notice her look at me in a different way.

The next couple of days were pretty uneventful. With the kids gone, it was much quieter around the house. We all ate well, and drank more than usual. With all of the drinking, Tammy was pretty wound up all week, and we had more sex than usual. I started leaving the bedroom door cracked open at night, and at least twice, I know Lynn was there, watching and listening.

Friday was Lynn's birthday, and the kids started coming home Saturday, so I took the ladies out Friday night for dinner and drinks. Lynn was feeling depressed, partly because it was her fortieth birthday, but Tammy managed to get her to dress up, and we headed out.

Tammy and Lynn were both wearing their proverbial "little black dress", and both looked damn good. I felt honored to have two such beautiful women on my arms as we went out. 

Lynn, being a couple of years older than Tammy, was reaching a milestone birthday, and I wanted her to feel special, so I called a limo for us. She started to protest, but when I slipped my arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, "Hush up and enjoy yourself tonight. Anything you want, is yours."  

Lynn sighed, and I swear I heard her whisper, "I wish!"

We had a nice dinner, and by the time we were finishing the bottle of wine, Lynn was feeling a little more upbeat, especially when I was teasing her about all of the attention that she was getting from most of the men here, as well as a few of the women.

After dinner, we decided to check out a new club that had just opened, that was supposed to cater to a more middle-aged crowd.

It was a nice place, with a very impressive selection of liquors, set up for conversation or for listening to a band, like the one playing that night. They were playing a soft-rock set, with plenty of slow songs mixed in.

To close their set, the band broke in to "Wonderful Tonight", a song I personally abhor, but I knew was one of Lynn's favorites. I stood, took Lynn's hand, and led her onto the dance floor. 

As we were dancing, I held Lynn firmly, enjoying how her firm body felt in my arms, and I could feel her sigh while we moved. "I hope you're enjoying your birthday," I told her.

She smiled meekly, and said, "Yes, I am. Thank you very much for everything you've done."

"It was my pleasure," I told her. As we danced silently for he rest of the song, I tried to tease her by lightly pulling her in tighter for a brief moment, so she could barely feel the erection that I was sporting. 

After the song, I thanked Lynn for the dance, and we went back to the table, where Tammy was waiting.  

"Didn't you guys look cute out there?" Tammy teased us, as we sat.

Lynn blushed, and told Tammy to stop, and I could see that something was bothering her. We ordered one more drink, and then went back out to the limo. I helped both ladies, by now quite buzzed, into the back, thoroughly enjoying the views, and we left for home.

As we sat back there, I was between the two ladies. I knew that it would be at least an hour ride, so I told them that they might as well get comfortable. Tammy immediately put her head on my shoulder, and Lynn looked at us and said, "Well, that looks comfy."

"I've got another shoulder here, just for you," I told her.

Lynn looked at Tammy, who just nodded, and then she lay her head on my other shoulder. We rode like that the whole way home, both women lightly dozing on my shoulders, as I held them tightly, stroking their arms and shoulders. 

As we lay there, I could feel Lynn fall deeper into sleep, and Tammy was laying quiet. Lynn wiggled a bit, getting comfortable, and draped her hand on my stomach. Shortly, though, her hand started to roam, gliding over my stomach and chest. I just figured that she was having a dream, and let it go.

Soon, however, her hand was getting dangerously close to my crotch. Tammy was still dozing, and if she opened her eyes, that was the area that she would probably see first. Eventually, she stopped, with her fingers just barely touching my semi-hard cock. I decided to just pretend not to notice, and sat back with my eyes closed.

As we pulled in to my driveway, the driver announced that we were home, and we all started to stir. Lynn gasped and pulled her hand back quickly when she noticed where her fingers were pointing. I again pretended not to notice.

I got the women into the house, took care of the driver, and headed in. I locked up the house, and went upstairs to the bedroom, where I knew that Tammy would now be wide awake, and waiting for me. 

As I reached the top of the stairs, the bathroom door opened, and Lynn walked out. She had taken off her heels and her hose, and was wobbly on her feet from all the alcohol she had that night. I helped her into her room, and over to the bed, where I sat her down.

"Can I ask you for one more thing tonight?" she asked. "You said that I could have anything that I wanted."

I chuckled, thinking about the possibilities, and told her, "Of course. It's still your birthday."

"I could really use a hug," Lynn said softly.

I reached out to her, pulled her to a standing position, and softly but firmly took her into my arms, and held her for a minute.

I softly slid my hands across her back as I held her, and I could tell that she liked it. I liked what I was feeling.  

"I'm glad that I could help you celebrate your birthday," I whispered softly into her ear.

"I'm glad, too," she told me. "I enjoyed myself. It's nice to know that not all men are thoughtless, drunken jerks. Thank you again."

I stroked her back, and held her tight, for another minute or so, told her good night, and went to my own room. I also made sure that I kept the door open as I walked in. I knew that Lynn would be walking around tonight.

Tammy was sitting in a chair, dressed in much the same manner that her cousin was just in. She had taken off her heels and hose, and was sitting there waiting for me.

"Did Lynn get to bed OK?" she asked.

"She's fine," I told her, as I stood her up and took her into my arms.

I slowly moved us over towards a full-length dressing mirror that is in the room, and turned her towards it, and stood directly behind her.

I slowly started to kiss and nibble along her neck, sliding my fingertips over her arms. I kissed my way towards the back of her neck, and slowly brought my hands up.

I started to slowly lower the zipper at the back of the dress, and kissed the skin as the zipper opened.

When the zipper was fully lowered, I whispered into Tammy's ear, "Open your eyes."

She softly opened her eyes, looking at me in the mirror.

"Don't look at me, look at yourself," I whispered. "Watch yourself."

I knew that from where we were, Lynn would have no problem seeing us, either.

Tammy was watching what I was doing, as I slowly slid the dress off of her shoulders, over her breasts, and down to her hips. She watched as I softly squeezed her small breasts, and toyed with her nipples. She sighed softly, and sank deeper into my arms.

I softly glided the palms of my hands over her nipples in a circular motion, making just enough contact to stimulate the sensitive nerves. I kept one hand on her breast, toying with her nipple, as I slid the other hand down her belly.

When I reached the dress, bunched up at her hips, I teased my fingers just underneath, and whispered in her ear, "Slide your dress down, slowly." 

She slowly slid her hands up, hooked her thumb inside her dress, and started to slide the bunched up fabric down her legs. As she wiggled her ass to get the dress down, I applied a little pressure on my hand that was on her belly, and pulled her tighter into my body. I then softly moved my hips, so that she could feel my hardening cock on her ass.

While this was going on, I snuck a look in the mirror at the door, and noticed that it was open more than I had left it. Because of the way that I had positioned the candles that Tammy loves, I could faintly see Lynn's outline, and I knew that she could see us fully. This brought a smile to my face, as I continued to seduce and play with Tammy.

With her dress pooled around her ankles, I told Tammy to lean back into me, and I proceeded to play with her nipples with one hand, while I slid my other over her lower belly, and softly glided my fingertips over her lace covered pussy. Tammy spread her legs wider, kicking away the dress and allowing me better access to her hot pussy.

As I applied a little more pressure to her covered pussy, I leaned in to her neck and lightly nibbled just behind her ear. I also snuck another look in the mirror, and I could almost clearly make out Lynn's face in the doorway. It also looked like she was touching herself while she watched us.

I could feel Tammy's juices start to soak her panties, and I knew that she was getting hornier by the second, so I whispered into her ear, "I want you to turn around and undress me." 

Tammy wasted no time in spinning around, and started to undo the buttons on my shirt. After she removed my shirt, she kissed me while she undid my pants, and let them gather around my ankles. She grasped my now hard cock through my boxers, and gasped. Then she got on her knees as she removed my pants, and then my boxers. 

I stood there as Tammy kissed my prick through my boxers, and I knew that from this angle, using the mirror, Lynn was going to have a great view.

Tammy reached up and grabbed the waistband of my boxers and proceeded to pull them down. When my cock sprang up as it was released, Tammy immediately engulfed it with her hot mouth as she removed my drawers the rest of the way. I heard a faint gasp come from the doorway as Lynn got what must have been quite a view of the action.

Tammy started to give ma what can only be described as a very dedicated blow-job. She was determined to make me weak in my knees with her oral talents, and she was doing a very good job. Every once in a while, I would take all of Tammy's long blonde hair, grab it tight, and pull her face in close to my crotch. Tammy told me once that she liked that, and it allowed her to almost completely swallow my cock.

At one point, when Tammy had my cock as deep into her throat as she had ever had, Lynn gasped loudly enough for Tammy to hear it. Her eyes popped open, and I just made as if I had made the noise, and moaned as she used her tongue on me.

Eventually, though, I stood Tammy up, and turned her back towards the mirror. Tammy moaned that I was pulling her away from my cock, and I reassured her that we were nowhere near finished yet. That made her smile, and she turned as I directed her to.

Facing the mirror, I knew that she could feel my hard, now wet cock pressing on her ass, and I held her in tight. I placed my hands back onto her tit and lower belly, and I again leaned in and whispered in her ear. "I want you to take your panties off," I told her, as my fingers teased under her waistband.

Sighing softly, Tammy lowered her panties, until they were around her ankles. "Take them all the way off," I told her. 

As she bent over to remove the panties from her ankles, I held on to Tammy's hips tightly, rubbing my stiff cock against her ass.

When they were completely off of her, Tammy started to straighten up, but I stopped her. 

"Put your hands on the mirror," I told her. "Keep them there. I want you to watch what is going on, and I want you to watch yourself."

Tammy whimpered as I told her this, and I slowly started to kiss my way down her back. When I got to her ass, I knelt down and started to kiss her soft asscheeks. I looked up at her, and she was intently watching in the mirror. 

I worked my way back to her asscrack, and I slowly started to kiss my way down it. When I got to her little rosebud, I gave it a quick lick, and then teased it with my tongue for a couple of seconds. I heard Tammy moan, and felt a little shudder when I did that, so I knew that she was enjoying it.

I looked at her in the mirror again, and I noticed that her eyes were closed. That allowed me a quick sneak look at Lynn, and she was just staring away at the scene. I could tell that she was definitely playing with herself, because I could now see a large, moving lump that her hand was making in her panties, and her other hand was obviously playing with her tits.

I resumed my path down Tammy's back, and spread her legs as I got to her steamy pussy. I heard her gasp as I flicked out with my tongue and made contact with her wet pussy lips. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the door open a little more, and Lynn snuck her head in a little further.

"Open your eyes," I told Tammy. "I want you to watch yourself while I lick your hot, wet pussy." 

Tammy's eyes slowly opened, but not before Lynn ducked back behind the door. I was having fun now, toying with Lynn while I was making love with Tammy.

Tammy was leaning in close enough to the mirror, her arms spread out, that she could kiss her reflection. She was moaning and groaning as I kissed and licked her pussy from behind, and occasionally from underneath, and I knew that she was going to want some cock, and soon. 

Before that, though, I ducked underneath her, placing my face right at her clit. I started to lick rapidly, yet softly, all around her little bud. While I was doing that, I wet a thumb, and slid it into her tight, wet pussy. 

That caused her to gasp and moan loudly, and I saw Lynn trying to peek around the door again. When I saw that, I placed a finger at Tammy's tight little asshole, and started to rub it, spreading her juices around. 

I then wrapped my lips around Tammy's clit and started to softly suck and lick around it, as I slid my thumb back into her pussy, and pushed my wet finger into her ass. 

"Ohhh," I heard Tammy moan, as my thumb and finger slid in and out of her holes, and my tongue danced all over her clit while I sucked on it. 

"Oh my god, I'm cumming!" Tammy loudly groaned, as her hands shook against the mirror.

"Yeah, baby, c'mon," I told her. "I want you to cum. I want you to cum real big."

After I told her that, I attacked her pussy with a fervor, and started to fuck her holes with my fingers faster.

"Oh my god yes!" she yelled, as her body shook and she fought to stay standing.   Oh my god I'm cumming!"

I could feel her pussy and ass squeeze my fingers as she reached her orgasm, and I tried to help her stay on her feet. When she was done shaking and gasping for air, I slid out from underneath her, and stood behind her.

I took my hard, stiff cock, and slid it up and down in her juices, getting it nice and wet, before I slid it in to Tammy's hot, tight pussy.

When Tammy looked at me in the mirror, I smiled at her and slid my cock into her, holding her hips tightly. Tammy groaned loudly, shuddered, and closed her eyes for a second. Lynn was well hidden right now, but I knew that she was still there, watching.

As I slid my prick in and out of Tammy while we stood at the mirror, I had her reach down and stroke her clit. When she did that, she moaned, and slowly slid her fingertips along her shiny, wet clit.

"Oh, baby," Tammy said softly, "we've got to move to the bed. I can't stand any longer."

I slid out of her, and turned purposely allowing Lynn a nice profile of my thick, shiny wet cock as I turned Tammy and led her to the bed. 

I got on the bed and pulled Tammy on top of me so that our feet were pointing towards the doorway, and Lynn. I knew that this would give Lynn a perfect view from behind as Tammy rode me.

Tammy slowly lowered her wet, hot pussy onto my hard, stiff cock until I was completely buried inside her. I didn't have to direct Tammy at all, as she started to ride my cock, bouncing up and down, and grinding against me as she brought herself to a couple of smaller orgasms. 

I then pulled Tammy tight to me, and reached down to her ass. I pulled her tight to me, and slid a hand all the way back. I could feel all of the wetness soaked into her tight little asshole, and stroked my finger across it.

Tammy moaned when she felt that, and squirmed a little so that I had better access. As I rubbed my finger across her hole, I started to increase the pressure with my finger. Soon, I started to slide my finger in her asshole, as I bounced up with my hips in short, quick strokes.

It wasn't long before I had my finger up to my knuckle, and she started to move her hips around, trying to get the most out of both my thick cock buried in her pussy, her clit rubbing against me, and my finger teasing her rear hole. I knew that Lynn was still watching, and I was wondering what was going through her mind as she took in this view.

After a few minutes like that, I rolled Tammy off of me, and put her on her back, with her head towards the door. I took my cock, and rubbed it in her juices, and spread them around, all over her clit, teasing her pussy opening, and sliding it down to her asshole.

When I got my cock to her ass, she groaned loudly, and reached down to spread her cheeks wide.

"You like the way that feels?" I asked her. "You like the way my cockhead feels, rubbing on your tight little asshole?"

"Yes," she sighed, as she wiggled her hips a little more.

"I bet you'd like to feel my thick, hard cock slide into your hot ass, wouldn't you?" I teased her.

Tammy just bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and whispered, "Yes."

"I can't hear you," I teased her again. "Tell me what you want."

Tammy opened her eyes, looked me in mine, and said, "I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me in my tight, hot, little ass."

When she said that, I reached into the drawer next to the bed, pulled out the bottle of lube, and proceeded to squirt it all around where my cockhead was kissing up against her asshole. I spread the lube around, lightly pushing against her opening as I did.

I knew from experience that Tammy could only take me anally in the missionary position, and that it also helped to loosen her up a bit first with my fingers or a toy. I opted for the latter, so when I reached into the drawer, I also pulled out a small vibe.

I turned the vibe on, and slowly slid it into her ass. When it was as deep as it was going to go, I slid my cock into her pussy, filling both holes. I reached down, and tried to move the toy around, as I slowly dipped my shaft into her steaming pussy 

"Tell me when you're ready," I said, as I wiggled my hips around, buried deep in her.

"Oh, yeah," she responded. "I'm ready."

"Ready for what?" I asked, wanting to both tease her a little, and wanting Lynn to hear Tammy say it.

"I'm ready to feel your hard cock fill my ass," Tammy said, almost more as a demand than as a request.

"Are you sure?" I asked her.

"Yes," Tammy whispered.

I slowly pulled the toy out of her ass, which caused a small moan from Tammy. I added another drop of lube to my cockhead, and placed the head firmly at her tight opening. Tammy looked at me, took a hold of my hands, and took a deep breath.

Once I knew that I was firmly seated at her back hole, I started to wiggle and rock, slowly applying more pressure, until the head of my cock was completely sunk into her ass. I then started to take slightly deeper thrusts into her tight ass, until I had half of my cock buried in her ass, and her breathing was getting heavier. I discretely looked up for a second at the doorway, and from the shadowing, I could tell that Lynn was still there.




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I stopped moving, giving Tammy time to get used to my cock. Soon, I took Tammy's hand, and placed it on her pussy. I took a hold of her hand, and slowly started to glide the fingertips over her clit and further down, to her soaking wet pussy. Soon, Tammy was moving her hand on her own, and I started to move my hips again, trying to slowly sink more of my cock into her ass.

By now, I had all but the last couple of inches in Tammy's tight, hot ass. Tammy was rubbing herself harder and faster now, and started to slide her fingers towards her wet pussy. I started to take deeper strokes, and Tammy slid two fingers into her pussy.

I was holding on to Tammy's hips, as I started to fuck her tight little ass with gusto. She had two fingers buried in herself, and I had my cock buried in her ass.

As I was fucking her, feeling her muscles squeeze me, Tammy started to moan. "Oh, my god," she started. "Oh, yes. That feels SO good!" 

Suddenly, Tammy's eyes flew open, and she whispered, "Ohh, nooo ..." as she slid her fingers out of her pussy, and started to rub her clit quickly.

"Oh no," she whispered again. "Oh no oh no."

She stopped rubbing, and whispered, one more time, "Oh, nooo ..."

Tammy stopped moving, and I stopped thrusting. I just wiggled, bumped, and bounced, as I watched Tammy. She moaned softly, "Ohhhh ....", as I watched her gush from her pussy, soaking my cock as it was sliding in and out of her ass. 

This whole sight was too much for me, and I started to fuck Tammy's ass quickly. "Oh yes," I said softly. "I'm going to cum." I looked up where I knew Lynn was standing, and said again, "I'm gonna cum."

"Oh, yeah," Tammy moaned. "Cum for me baby. Cum in my ass."

I didn't have to be told twice, and fucked her as fast as I could, which only lasted a couple of seconds, and buried my cock as deep into her ass as I could, as I blasted a load of cum deep into her bowels.

"Oh my god!" Tammy wailed. "I can feel you! I can feel you cum . Oh my god, I'm going to cum again!"

As she gasped and shook, another smaller load squirted from her pussy, and coated her ass and my cock. I shook, and tried to catch my breath, as my cock slowly deflated in her ass.

As my soft cock slid from her ass, I lay down next to Tammy, and took her in my arms.

"Oh my god," Tammy whispered. "I have never felt anything like that."

"Either have I baby, either have I," I whispered back to her.

"I didn't know that you squirted," I told her, cradling her in my arms.

"Either did I," Tammy responded quietly, getting comfortable. 

As we lay there, I thought that I could still faintly hear Lynn breathing, until I heard her door softly close.



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When I awoke a couple of hours later, I had a hard-on, and an empty bed. I knew that the hard-on was caused by an intense need to pee, but seeing that the bathroom door was open, with no light on in the bathroom, I had no idea why my bed was empty.

I decided to heed my bladder's cry and empty it, before I investigated the second problem. It turns out that by the time I made it back to bed, Tammy was already there.

"I'm sorry, sweetie," she told me. "I hope we didn't wake you."

"We who?" I asked. "And why would you have woke me?"

"Well," she started, "when I got back from the bathroom, I thought I heard a noise, and when I went to see what it was, I heard Lynn crying."

"Why was Lynn crying?" I asked, playing dumb.

"She was crying because she could hear us making love, and she misses the intimacy, the warmth, all that stuff." 

"Well, Lynn is a beautiful woman," I told Tammy. "I'm sure that when she's ready to start dating again, she'll have no problem finding a good man."

"That's the problem," Tammy started to tell me. "She's afraid of dating again. She'd been with Mario ever since High School. She's never been with anyone else."

"You're telling me that Mario is the only man that Lynn has ever gone out with?" I asked her.

"He's the only man that she's ever been with," Tammy repeated.

"Poor girl," I said softly as I held Tammy while we lay in bed.

I hadn't expected this kind of reaction from Lynn, and I was starting to wonder if I had pushed things too far. I had anticipated sexual frustration from Lynn, but opening this emotional can of worms was something that I didn't expect.

The next morning, I woke to an empty house. The kids weren't due back until mid- afternoon, so I knew that Tammy and Lynn must have gone out to hit the early sales. 

I was sitting outside, reading the Sunday papers, when the women made it back home. They were whispering and giggling like a couple of schoolgirls as they walked towards me.

"Hi honey," Tammy said as she gave me a kiss. "You were sleeping so nicely, I didn't want to wake you. We just did a little shopping."

As I kissed Tammy, I noticed that Lynn was watching us, but she had a big smile on her face. Not what I expected, considering the crying fit last night.

"Well, it looks like you girls had a good time," I told them. "I'm glad that I overslept. It gave you two some time together." 

When I said that, both women giggled again, and we went into the house. I knew from some of the bags that they were carrying that they had been lingerie shopping, among other things, and Tammy would want to tease me a little with her purchases.

As Tammy and I walked into the bedroom, Lynn went to the guest room to gather her things. 

"She looks like she's in a pretty good mood," I told Tammy.

"Yeah, we had a nice talk," Tammy told me. "We also kind of came up with a solution to her problem."

"What problem?" I asked.

"Her fear of starting to date again," she answered.

"OK, so what's the solution?" I asked.

"You," Tammy answered, matter-of-factly.

"Me?" I responded, not liking the way this conversation was headed.

"Yes, you," Tammy told me. "If you'll help, of course."

Now I REALLY didn't like the way this conversation was headed. I could envision some kind of feminine blackmail being employed here.

"OK, what's going on?" I demanded.

"Well, you are going to take Lynn out on a date," Tammy told me, with her bright blue eyes batting at me, "so that she can get used to being out with a man again."

"You want me to take your cousin on a date?" I asked Tammy, shocked.

"Actually, a couple of dates," she responded. "She needs to feel comfortable around men again, and she needs to know that not all men are selfish assholes."

Seeing the apprehension in my face, Tammy kissed me and whispered in my ear, "Trust me, you won't regret it."

The next week end, I took Lynn out on our first date. We went to my favorite Mexican restaurant, a place that we had taken Lynn before. I knew that she would be comfortable there, so it was a perfect place to start.

This was the first chance that Lynn and I had to actually be alone together, and I was quite pleased at the conversation. We talked about her daughter, her plans for finding work, and her hopes for the future. It was, quite honestly, a very pleasant evening. It also didn't hurt that after I dropped her off at the guest house and went back to mine, Tammy proceeded to reward me with a heart-stopping lingerie show, and followed that with one of the best blow jobs that she had ever given me, which is saying a lot.

On our second date, I took Lynn to a Mid-Eastern restaurant, knowing that she actually preferred more vegetarian dishes. This time, she dressed a little more daring, wearing a skirt that reached just above her knees, and a blouse that was unbuttoned a bit, showing a little glimpse of neck and cleavage.

After dinner, I took Lynn out for a few cocktails, and she started to relax a bit more. The club we were at had a band playing, so I took Lynn out on the floor. I did my best not to look too bad during the faster songs, and then, thankfully, the band slowed it down a bit.

I took Lynn in my arms, and we started to sway slowly to the music. Being used to having Tammy in my arms, Lynn felt a bit different. As I have said before, she is taller, and fuller in her body than Tammy.

Her breasts were also bigger than Tammy's, and I could feel them press into my chest as we danced. Between the way that she felt, and the smell of her perfume, I was starting to get a bit excited. Not wanting to freak Lynn out, I suggested that we sit as the first slow song ended.

"I want to dance a bit more," she answered. "It's been a long time since I have danced like this."

Not wanting to disappoint her, I danced for a while longer with Lynn. Eventually, though, we returned to our table. We decided to have one more drink, and Lynn started to tear up. When I asked her what was wrong, she said that she was jealous of Tammy, because Tammy had someone like me in her life, and Lynn also felt guilty because I was, as she put it, "wasting my time" with her.

I tried to calm Lynn by telling her that she would find someone, probably even better than me, and that I certainly didn't feel like I was wasting my time, because I was enjoying my time with her.

"Well, I could certainly tell that you were enjoying yourself a few minutes ago," she giggled.

"Yes, I was," I answered. "I like the way that you felt in my arms. You are a beautiful, intelligent woman, and you are a pleasure to be with."

Lynn blushed, finished her drink, and told me that she was ready to head home. I drove us back to my home, and walked her to her door. Lynn then shocked me when, as I leaned in to give her a hug, she kissed me softly on the lips instead.

"Thank you, for everything," she whispered as she looked me in the eye, and then unlocked her door and went in.

When I got back to my place, Tammy was waiting for me in my bedroom. After making me tell her all about the evening, she then undressed me, climbed on top of me, and proceeded to fuck me silly. 

I thought that would be the end of my dating duties with Lynn, but a couple of days later, Tammy told me that she wanted me to take Lynn on one more date. I could tell that she had something up her sleeve, but she played dumb every time I asked her about it.

"I just think that Lynn needs one more date with you," Tammy told me. "After a third date, she'll know what it is to be with a real man, one who truly knows how to treat his woman."

The combination of the look in her eyes, the tone in her voice, and her choice of words made me very wary, but I could also tell that she was not going to tell me anything more, or take no for an answer.

Knowing that arguing with her was futile, I told her that I would take Lynn out once more, but that was it. I reminded her of a conversation that we had not too long ago, where we both agreed that the third date was quite often the date that either led to a "This isn't going to work, we should go our separate ways" talk, or ended up in bed.

"I know that," was all Tammy said, as she walked away from me chuckling. Now I KNEW that I was in trouble!

Two weeks later, Lynn and I had our third, and last, date. Tammy spent most of the day with her, shopping and, in Tammy's words, "Getting her ready." Ready for what, she wouldn't tell me.

Around 6:00, Tammy finally came home and told me that she was taking the girls out to dinner and a movie, and then the girls would be having a sleep-over at the guest house, my son was spending the night at a friends house, and Lynn would be ready in half an hour.

"Have a good time tonight," Tammy told me as she was leaving. "Just be easy with her. Lynn hasn't been on a "third date" in a long time."

"Just what exactly do you expect to happen tonight?" I asked.

" 'Exactly', I'll leave up to you," Tammy told me. "I know that you have a very good imagination."

"Tammy, you sound like you expect me to sleep with your cousin tonight," I said, a bit wary.

"Honey," she started, "I want you to go on this "third date" with Lynn. This is my idea. I love you both very much. I want Lynn to be happy, and I know that you can do that for her. Like I said, just be easy with her." Tammy then left to go pick up the girls. I was stunned, not knowing what to think or say.

I went over to pick Lynn up, and I was speechless when she came down the stairs. She was stunning! She was wearing a dark, flowery dress that buttoned all the way down the front, with a belt across her waist. It went about halfway down her gorgeous legs, and she had the top and bottom three buttons undone, showing off more cleavage and thigh than I had ever seen her show. Her legs were bare, and she was wearing three inch heels.

As I stood there, amazed at how she looked, Lynn smiled at me and said, "I take it this meets with your approval?"

"Yeah, you could say that," I told her.

"Good," she responded. "Are you ready to go eat? I'm starving."

I took Lynn to an Italian restaurant known for it's wine list as well as it's pasta creations. When we were seated, I ordered a bottle of Burgundy to start us off as we perused the menu. I was having a hard time concentrating on the food choices with Lynn showing that much cleavage. Lynn saw me looking, and just smiled.

Throughout the meal, Lynn flirted with me, throwing in quite a few double entendres. I decided to just go with the flow and see what happened. If Tammy wanted me to sleep with her cousin, and her cousin was leading the way all night, who was I to go against the wishes of both women?

As we finished dinner, and the bottle of wine, Lynn excused herself to go to the bathroom, and told me that I should order another bottle of wine.

The waitress was opening the second bottle just as Lynn returned from the bathroom, and she did a double take as she greeted Lynn, and then she gave me a raised eyebrow smirk as she looked at me. Apparently, Lynn had undone another button at both the top and bottom of her dress while she was gone, showing off even more skin. By now, she only had three buttons holding her dress closed.

"Enjoy yourselves, folks," the waitress said, as she left.

"Oh, we will," Lynn responded, smiling at me.

As we drank the second bottle, I decided to go for broke and took Lynn on to the dance floor. As I held her close, my hands roamed over her back, and down to her ass. As my hands slid over her hips, I felt nothing but smooth skin under her dress.

"I'm not wearing any panties," she whispered in my ear. "This dress is too tight, and I didn't want to have any panty-line showing. I hope you don't mind."

I pulled her in tight, so that she could feel my rising erection. "Does that feel like I mind?" I asked her.

"No, it feels like you like it," she said, as she settled herself into my arms.

Dancing with her like that, holding her body against mine knowing that there was nothing under her dress other than her bra, caused my cock to rise fully. Soon it was pressing against her, and she moved her hips so that my erection was pressing on her mound.

We danced a couple of songs like that, rubbing against each other, and then we decided to go back to our table. Before we left the dance floor, however, I had to have Lynn walk directly in front of me, because I didn't want my bulge to be too obvious. Lynn laughed at my predicament, and wiggled her hips as she walked.

As we sat at the table, we finished the bottle and decided to leave. As we walked out of restaurant, I noticed how much attention that Lynn was getting from both the men and the women that we walked past. Of course, a lot of the attention that she got from the women was in the form of dirty looks and leers, but I could tell that she enjoyed it regardless.

As we got to my truck, I walked her to the passenger side, and before I opened her door, I pressed her up against the side of the truck and kissed her. I gave her a long, hard, passionate kiss that escalated in intensity as it went on.

As we kissed, our hands were roaming over each other's bodies, and I slid a hand up under her dress along her long, lean legs. When I reached her pussy, I found that she had shaved it, and that she was almost dripping wet. 

I flicked a finger along her slit, teasing her clit, when she tried to stop me. "Someone might see us," she told me.

"You like to watch, but not be watched?" I asked, kissing her neck just below her ear.

I heard her gasp, and she tried to push me away when I said that.

"You know that I saw you watching Tammy and me," I told her. "Why are you so shocked?"

Looking me in the eye, Lynn grabbed me and pulled me in tight again, and kissed me, pulling my ass in tight to her.

"Get in the truck," I told her, as I pulled myself away from her writhing body, and opened up her door.

She climbed in, spreading open the skirt of her dress, flashing me her wet, gleaming pussy. Smiling at her, I gave her a swat on her ass and went around to my side of the truck.

As I started up the truck, I told Lynn to open up her dress all the way. She did as I told her, and I pulled out on to the street. I knew that we were only about half an hour from home, so I didn't want to waste any time.

"I want you to take off your bra, and I want you to play with yourself," I told her as I slowly cruised along the road. Again, Lynn did as I told her, and took off her dress, freed her breasts, and started to squeeze her breast as she slid a finger along her wet pussy slit.

I could tell that Lynn was nearing her orgasm as I drove up the driveway, and I didn't want that, just yet. I reached over and took the hand on her pussy in mine. Bringing her wet fingers to my lips, I looked her in the eye as I lick them clean.

"Mmm, tasty," I told her.

I heard her moan as she went to place her fingers back into her wet hole, but I stopped her. "Put the dress around your shoulders," I told her. "We are home."

Draping her dress around her naked body, Lynn followed me into the house and up to the guest room, where she had slept earlier in the summer. I noticed that the bed was turned down, and the balcony doors were open as we walked in, which wasn't how it was earlier.

I turned the lights on low, put some soft music on the radio, and removed the dress from her shoulders. I then told Lynn to lay down on the bed, and to continue playing with herself, as I undressed.

Lynn watched me as I stood at the foot of the bed, watching her as she ran her hands across her body. As she tweaked her nipples with one hand, and slid the fingers of the other along her wet pussy lips, I removed my clothes.

As I dropped my pants around my ankles, she dipped a finger into her wet hole, moaning. I stood there, wearing only my boxer-briefs, and grabbed my hard cock, giving it a light squeeze. Lynn moaned again, and dropped her other hand to stroke her clit while she fingered herself.

I hooked my thumbs into my shorts, and pulled them down slowly, trying to tease her a little more. When I finally pulled my shorts down, my hard cock sprung up, and Lynn moaned again, loudly, and dipped a second finger into her gleaming wet, bald pussy.

"Do you like being watched as much as you like watching?" I asked her softly, stroking my cock as she slid her fingers in and out of her pussy.

Lynn didn't say anything, she just nodded as she continued fucking herself, humping her hips now. I walked up the side of her bed, and presented my stiff, hard cock to her mouth. When she reached up to wrap her fingers around my stiff shaft, I told her, "Keep your hands on your body. Use your mouth on my cock."

Lynn was having a hard time reaching my cock, so I placed her flat on the bed, with her head hanging off so that she could suck my cock while she stroked her now dripping wet snatch.

Her mouth felt good on my cock, but I could tell that she wasn't comfortable in that position, so I moved her again. As I pulled my cock out of her mouth, I heard a little 'pop', and a moan. 

I turned her again, so that her head was on the pillows, and I climbed onto the bed. With my cock rubbing against her thigh, I lowered my head to Lynn's breast and started to lick and suck on her nipples.

Lynn moaned loudly and brought one hand up to my head, and pressed my head to her breast. She kept the other hand in her pussy, sliding her fingers in and out. I alternated nipples, sucking on one, and then the other. 

I gently pushed both tits together, placing the nipples next to each other, and flicked my tongue across both, and sucked both into my mouth. When I did that, Lynn again moaned loudly and pulled my head in tight.

After a minute or so of that, I let her breasts go and started kissing and licking my way down her body. I crossed her belly, flicking my tongue in her belly-button, and she giggled. I then proceeded down towards her pussy, where her fingers were still sliding in and out.

As I was about to work my way around her thighs, Lynn removed her fingers from her pussy and brought both hands to the sides of my face. I took her wet, glistening fingers in my hand and started licking them clean, savoring her taste.

"Are you going to ... kiss me ... there?" she asked softly.

"I'm going to kiss you, and lick you. I'm going to kiss and lick all over your pussy," I told her.

"I don't ... I've never been .." she started to tell me.

"Never?" I asked her, surprised.

"Never," she responded. "Mario said that real men didn't ... do that."

"Well, I'm not Mario, and he's not exactly would call an expert on what men do," I told her, as I lowered my head between her thighs.

I started at her knees, and kissed the insides of both thighs, working my way up towards her steaming pussy. By the time I reached the juncture between her legs, Lynn's thighs were spread as wide apart as she could get them, and I placed a kiss at her clit.

"Ohhh," she moaned, and pulled my face in tighter. As I kissed and licked my way along her wet, dripping slit, Lynn moaned and gasped more and more, and started moving her hips around.

As I slid my tongue into her tight, wet hole, Lynn moaned louder, and her hands dropped to the bed, as if she was weakened by the feel of my tongue sliding in and out of her. 

I slid my tongue out, and slowly dragged it up her slit towards her clit. When I reached her little nub, I flicked it softly and brought my hand up to her pussy.

I flicked my tongue on her hard clit as I moved one finger across the opening to her hot, wet hole. As she gasped, I wrapped my lips around her clit, slid my finger in to her slick hole, and softly sucked on her nub.

"Oh my god!" Lynn gasped as I sucked on her clit, flicked at it with my tongue, and buried my finger deep into her pussy. "Oh my god that feels so good!"




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Releasing her clit, I started to lick it slowly and softly as I turned my hand and stroked my finger on the wet walls in a come-here motion. It didn't take long before she started to gasp, moan, and hump her hips up and down.

"Oh yes," she gasped. "Oh god, I'm going to cum."

"That's it," I told her. "Let it go. Cum for me."

A few seconds later, I felt Lynn's body start to shake, and then she stiffened and yelped loudly. 

"Oh my god, I'm cumming!" she yelled, stiffening and shaking. Suddenly, I felt her pussy tighten on my finger, and I felt a gush of fluid soaking my hand.

I slowed my tongue and finger, and started to lick up her juices that were flowing down her slit. I pulled my finger out of her spasming pussy and let my tongue slide all the way down het slit to her ass. 

When I flicked my tongue across her wet asshole, Lynn gasped again and tried to push me away. I straightened my body, getting up on my knees, and looked at her as I drew circles around her nipples with the wet finger that I just slid out of her pussy.

"Oh my god," she gasped, coming down slightly from her orgasm. "I've never felt like that. That was incredible."

"I'm glad that you liked it," I told her as I brought my cock up to her soaking wet, hot pussy.

"I think that I made a mess," she said softly, almost blushing.

"That's good," I told her. "That tells me that I did a good job." 

As I slid my cockhead across her wet hole, lubing it up, she said softly, "Good doesn't begin to describe it. I have never come like that. Ever."

"Well, I'm glad that I could do that for you," I told her. "I'm just getting started, though."

"Oh, my," she whispered, as I placed the head of my cock at the mouth of her pussy and started to slowly push in.

When I had little more than the head inside her wet hole, I looked at Lynn and said, softly, "Are you ready?"

"Yes," she whispered, nodding her head.

I then slowly slid my entire hard cock deep into her hot pussy, feeling her wet walls grasping at my shaft as it slid in. 

When I was all the way in, buried deep in her tight hole, Lynn's eyes were wide, and she moaned, "Oh my god. You're so thick. I feel so full!"

"Good," I said softly, waiting as I let her get used to my size.

Soon, I felt her start to move her hips, and I started to slide my cock in and out of her pussy. I started picking up speed, pistoning my cock in and out of her grasping pussy, and watched her tits bouncing on her chest.

"Oh, yes, that feels so good!" she said as she moved with me.

I kept picking up speed, and soon I was slamming my cock deep into her wet pussy, and I could hear the squishing sounds as I buried my cock deep into her.

"Oh, yeah," she moaned, getting louder. "Fuck me, Kurt. Fuck me hard."

I obliged her, slamming my cock hard into her pussy, as deep as I could get it. Every once and a while, I hit something that made her eyes pop open, and made her gasp.

"Am I hurting you when I do that?" I asked at one point.

"No," she answered. "I don't know what you are hitting, but I like it, so don't stop."

I started fucking her hard again, and soon she was moaning, "Oh, yes, I'm gonna cum again! Oh, god, I'm cumming!"

As she slowed down, I decided to change positions. Pulling out of her pussy, I lay down on my back, and pulled her on top of me. Lynn straddled me and placed my cock at her pussy. Lowering her pussy over my cock, she moaned and started to move her hips around.

I let her fuck me for a few minutes, and then I pulled her down to my chest and held her tight. I reached down to her tight ass, pulled her cheeks slightly apart, and started to fuck her slowly. I would let just the head slide in and out, and then I would bury my cock in deep, bottoming out in her pussy.

"Oh, Kurt, that feels so good," she said as I slid in and out of her pussy.

"Do you like that?" I asked teasing her again with just the head.

"Yes," she said, nodding her head again.

"Good," I responded. "Let's see how you like this."

I pulled her in tighter to me, spreading her asscheeks apart a little more, and started fucking her faster. I placed my feet flat on the bed, and pushed into her pussy, going faster and faster.

As I picked up speed, I pounded harder against her, and she started to moan louder. "Oh god yes," she almost yelled. "Oh, fuck me!"

Soon, as I was building up a good rhythm, she started to moan, "Oh god, no. No, no, no."

"No what, I asked, not slowing down.

"Oh, god!" she yelled, and I felt her juices gush out and flow down along my balls.

I held her as she shook, and then I felt her coming down from her orgasm. "Oh, man. I made another mess," she gasped.

"Good," I told her again. Holding her tight, I rolled us over again, putting her on her back. I knew that I was probably not going to last much longer, as good as her hot, wet, tight pussy felt, so I asked her, "Where do you want me to cum?"

"Where ever you want," she told me.

"No, where do YOU want me to cum?" I asked again. "Do you want me to come DEEP into your pussy?" I asked as I pushed in, bottoming out. "Do you want me to cum on your belly, or on your tits, or your face?"

"Mmmm," she responded. "On my tits sounds nice," she told me as she squeezed her tits and tweaked her nipples.

Smiling, I picked up my speed again, watching her as she held her tits and teased her nipples while I slammed into her pussy. Listening to her moan, watching her tease herself, I soon felt that familiar tingle start deep in my balls.

I pulled out and crawled up her body, stroking my cock. Lynn watched and held let her tits drop as she plunged two fingers back into her pussy. It wasn't long before I reached the point of no return, and growled as I sprayed my hot, sticky cum all over Lynn's heaving chest, coating her tits.

"Oh my god, that was incredible," I gasped as I collapsed alongside her sweaty body.

"That was amazing," she agreed, rubbing my cum into her tits.

After we lay there together for a while, Lynn fell asleep, and I slipped out to my own bedroom, leaving her to sleep in the guest room.

As I walked in to my room, Tammy was sitting in the bed, teasing her clit with her favorite vibrator, watching the TV. When I looked at what she was watching, I realized that it was a tape of Lynn and I. 

Tammy looked up at me and said, quite simply, "What, do you think that Lynn is the only one who likes to watch?"



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Tammy and I stayed together for a while, with Lynn either joining us, going out with Tammy, or spending time with me when she wanted male companionship. Soon, though, Tammy started spending more and more time with her cousin, and we started drifting apart.

One night, while we were talking, Tammy and I decided that it would be best if we ended things as they were. She told me that she and Lynn were enjoying going out together, and enjoying the attention that they got when they were out.

We both wanted to remain friends, and would probably get together for more incredible sex whenever we could, but neither of us really wanted a committed relationship at that point. 

I offered to let Tammy and Lynn rent the coach house as long as they wanted, but we all agreed that it would feel odd bringing a date home, knowing that we could be seen by our former lovers. Instead, I helped the women find a nice house, and helped them move in.

The night before the big move, I cooked dinner for both ladies. During, and after, dinner, we managed to knock off almost three bottles of wine. That led to some mind-blowing sex with both women, one watching while the other one played.

Knowing that we would be seeing each other often, due to the friendship struck up by the kids if for no other reason, we parted on rather happy terms. 

The first week or so was an adjustment. I had gotten used to having a house full of people, and going to sleep next to someone again, and here I was, sleeping alone once more.

The next weekend was St. Patrick's Day, which is a big party day around here. The closest thing to a real Irish pub around here, without going into the city, is in one of the largest hotels, and they are known for having a huge bash that day.

I decided to get a room for the weekend, so that I could drink, relax, and drink a little more. That day, after checking in and taking a mid-day nap, I went down to the pub around five.

The place was already packed. I managed to elbow my way to the bar, ordered something to eat, and had a pint. While I was waiting, I looked over all of the people there. I had a good laugh or two at some of the people, who, at that early hour, were already wasted.

After I ate, I took in the band, holding on to my spot at the bar. That spot also gave me a perfect base for people watching. At one point, a woman, about my height, walked past me, and I did a double take.

She was tall, for a woman, with short, almost spiky, blonde hair, wearing a green-tinged blouse, a short tan skirt, and a pair of low heels. What got my attention, other than her long legs, was the fact that I recognized her from one of the internet dating sites that I had subscribed to before I met Tammy.

I never wrote to her, mostly because I prefer women shorted than me, and I love long hair. Getting a close up look at her, I started to think that maybe I should have given her a second thought.

Finishing my drink, I got the bartender's attention (tipping well, early, always helps, especially on a busy day like that), and ordered myself another pint, and told him to send the blonde a Dirty Martini, which I remember her mentioning in her profile.

As he handed her the drink, she looked over at me and smiled. I took that as a good sign, and walked over to her.

"I hope you didn't mind my ordering you a drink," I told her. "No strings attached. If you're not interested, just enjoy the drink, and I'll go back to my spot at the bar."

"No, not at all," she told me, with a beautiful smile that reached her bright green eyes. "That takes a certain amount of confidence to just order a drink for a woman that you've never met. I like that in a man."

"Good," I responded. "I was hoping you wouldn't be offended."

"Not at all," she said. "But how did you know that I liked Dirty Martinis? I haven't even had a chance to order one for myself."

I explained that I had seen her profile on line, and that she mentioned them there. She then asked why I hadn't written her there, and I told her that I had just seen it recently, which really wasn't a lie, I HAD just seen it the day before.

"Well," she said as she sipped her drink, "maybe it's a good thing that we both decided to come here tonight. It saves us some time writing back and forth before we got to this point."

"Could be," I responded, as I drank my pint.

"By the way, I'm Patti," she said, offering me her hand.

"I'm Kurt," I told her, taking her hand in mine. 

We talked for a bit, as well as we could in a loud, crowded bar, and had a couple of more drinks. After a third round, we decided to check out one of the other rooms, where they had another stage set up, with more bands.

During a slow song, Patti and I danced, and then she asked if we could go outside for some fresh air. I could tell that she was feeling the Martinis, so I walked her to the patio.

Fortunately, the weather was pretty mild for that time of year, so coats weren't necessary. Once we were outside, we decided to walk around the grounds of the hotel.

While we were walking around, we talked a little more. We talked about our kids, and work, and compared notes on some of our on-line dating experiences.

We found ourselves behind the hotel, in what was supposed to be a Japanese garden. As we walked down the path, Patti steered us towards a pagoda. Stepping into it, she walked towards a railing overlooking a pond.

We looked over the pond in silence for a brief minute, and we could see into the ballroom that we had just left, watching the people dancing and carrying on.

"I want to ask you something," she said to me, as she leaned on the rail.

"Ok, ask away," I told her.

"What is it that you are looking for?" she asked, stepping towards me. 

"Actually," I told her, "I am just looking to meet some women, and have a good time. I just ended a relationship, and I'm not really looking to get back into anything serious."

At that point, I expected Patti to tell me that she was looking for a relationship, and that would be that. However, she surprised me by stepping in to me, pinning me up against the railing, and giving me a deep, hot kiss.

The kiss lasted a couple of minutes, and our hands were roaming all over each other's back. Finally, she pulled back, and looked at me. 

"Wow, you're a good kisser," she said as she caught her breath.

I chuckled, and responded, "You're pretty good yourself."

She stepped back into me and planted another hot, wet kiss on me. This time, our hands were wandering all over each other's bodies. I reached down and squeezed her ass, feeling nothing but cheek, and she slid her hand between us and grabbed my growing rod.

As she squeezed my quickly stiffening shaft, she pulled back a bit and had a wide-eyed look on her face.

"Oh, my," she said softly. "This feels quite nice!"

"It will feel even nicer when it's buried deep in your pussy," I told her, pulling her back in to me.

Patti slipped her hand out between us, and moaned as I started kissing her again, this time sliding the back of her skirt up her ass and slipping my fingers underneath. 

While my fingers explored her ass, I found the back strap to the thong that she was wearing, and slid a couple of fingers underneath. As my fingers found the moisture seeping from her pussy and spread it around, Patti gasped and ground her hips against mine.

I dipped a fingertip just into her wet pussy, and then slid it back a little and started to slide it around her puckered asshole. When she felt my finger pushing against her tight rosebud, Patti gasped loudly, and attacked me with a fierce, passionate kiss as she ground her pussy against my now hard cock.

I gently pushed Patti away from me and walked her towards a bench along one wall. This time, I pinned her against the railing, with the bench next to us, and started kissing her. While we were tongue-wrestling, I slid one hand back under her skirt, and started sliding her thong down her long legs.

Patti gasped as she felt her panties being lowered down her legs, and slipped one leg out of them when they fell around her ankles. As she did that, I lifted her leg, and placed her foot on the bench.

I slid my hand to the front of her leg and under her skirt. I stroked her mound, feeling the heat and moisture radiating from her pussy. I slid my finger along her slit, from her clit down to her wet hole, and then down to her ass.

Patti moaned, and then reached between us again. She grasped my cock through my pants and squeezed it. She started to unzip my pants, but I stopped her, telling her, "Let me take care of you, first."

I knelt down and lifted her skirt. Leaning in, I stuck out my tongue and flicked it lightly and quickly from the wet mouth of her pussy up to her clit. Patti gasped as my tongue passed lightly over her hardened nub, and reached down to hold my head in place.

As she was holding my head, I reached up and grabbed her asscheeks, lightly spreading them apart as I ran my tongue down her moist slit.

When I reached her wet hole, hot and leaking her juices, I stiffened my tongue and slid it in, fucking her with it. When my tongue was as deep in her pussy as I could get it, I flattened it out and licked the top wall of her steamy tunnel.

Patti gasped and moaned when I did that. "Oh, yes," she whispered."Oh, god that feels good!"

As I was holding her asscheeks apart, I slid my tongue further down, and flicked it over her tight asshole. That caused Patti to gasp and moan even louder, and I felt her body shudder.

I slid my tongue back up to her clit, dipping it back into her pussy momentarily. As I reached her sensitive bud, I slid a finger to her still moist asshole, and pressed against it as I took her clit into my mouth and started to suck on it.

"Oh my god!" Patti gasped loudly. "Holy shit, that feels good!" 

I continued pressing my finger against her puckered rosebud as I sucked and lightly nipped on her clit. I released her clit and used my tongue to spread her pussy lips apart at the top of her pussy, completely exposing her stiff clit.

With her little nub standing out, I again took it into my mouth, sucking on it as my tongue flicked across it. As I pressed harder with the finger rimming her ass, starting to slide the tip in, Patti started getting louder.

"Oh, yes!" she moaned as her body started to shake. "Oh my god, that feels good! Oh, damn, I'm gonna cum!"

I held her tight against the railing as I increased the intensity of my assault with my tongue and finger. Soon, I felt her legs start to weaken, and her breathing got heavier and shorter.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum!" she gasped loudly. Suddenly, Patti groaned even louder, "Oh yes! I'm cumming! God damn, I'm cumming!!! Oh my god, YESSS!!!"

I continued to hold her, and slowed down the attention with my tongue as her body slowed down. Her juices were flowing from her pussy, coating my tongue and face as she caught her breath and came back down to earth.

Finally, as she stopped shaking, I took one last, slow lick, sliding my tongue from her clit down to her ass, and back up again.

Patti gasped and shuddered when I flicked across her clit one last time, and then I stood up. She looked me in the eye, and pulled me in close. Wrapping her arms around me, she gave me a deep kiss, tasting her juices on my face.

As she kissed me, I unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor. I took my hard cock in my hand and rubbed it along her wet slit. Patti moaned as she felt it, and started to kiss me harder. Finally, I placed the head of my cock at the opening of her pussy, and started to slide it in.

Patti pulled my ass in, burying my shaft deep in her waiting hole. Laying her head on my shoulder, she moaned, "Oh yes! That feels sooo good! You were right, it does feel better deep in my pussy that it did in my hand."

I chuckled at her, and said, "Baby, I'm just getting started," as I pulled her ass in tight to me and started to grind my pelvis against hers.

I bucked up against her like that for a minute, and then slid my cock out. Patti moaned in disappointment as my thick cock emptied her hot pussy, and I turned her around, facing the railing, and overlooking the pond.

Bending her slightly, I placed my cock back at her pussy, and buried it deep again. She gasped as she felt me press up against her asscheeks. Holding her by the hips, I started to slide my thick shaft in and out of her hot, wet depths.

Pushing myself in as deep as I could go, I leaned in to her and whispered in her ear, "Look at those people in there. What would they think if they knew we were here like this right now?"

"Ohhh!" Patti moaned, and then whispered, "They would probably be jealous, and forget about the band and watch us instead."

I let go of her hips and reached around to her blouse. Unbuttoning it, I asked her, "Do you like that thought? Would you like to be watched by a room full of people, knowing that you will never see any of them again?"

Patti groaned as I pulled her bra down, exposing her tits, and gasped, "Yes, god yes, that would be hot."

I started squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples as I started to fuck her tight pussy. I slid almost the entire length out, leaving just the head inside her, and then pushed it all back in.

"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Yes, that feels sooo good!"

I started to fuck her wet pussy faster, and I told her, "I want you to play with your tits, just the way you like it."

She let go of the railing and leaned into it as she reached up and cupped her tits. As she squeezed and pulled on her tits, I placed my hands back on her hips and started to fuck her harder. 

"Oh, yes!" she exclaimed as I picked up speed and fucked her harder. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Make me cum again!"

I slammed my cock into her pussy for a minute or so, and she continued to squeeze her tits and pinch and pull on her nipples, stretching them out. Then, I pulled my cock out and slid it up and down her slit, brushing it over her clit, and spreading her fluids across her asshole.

Placing my cock back at her pussy, I slammed it back in. "Oh my god!" she gasped. "Oh god, that feels good."

I placed a thumb at her asshole, and spread her juices around it. As I started to apply pressure with my thumb, I asked her, "Do you like that? Do you like that way that feels?"

"Oh yes!" she cried out. "Fuck me! You're gonna make me cum again! Fuck mee!"

I started alternating sliding my cock in her tight pussy and pushing my thumb against her even tighter asshole. Soon, I had the tip of my thumb in her ass, up to the first knuckle, and I fucked her pussy harder and faster.

"Ohhh! Yess! Oh god yes!" Patti exclaimed, and I felt her pussy and ass start to pulse on my cock and thumb.

Picking up even more speed, Patti started bucking back against me as I fucked her. Soon, she cried out, "Oh, god, yes, I'm cumming! Oh, damn, I'm cumming again! Fuck me fuck me FUCK ME!!"

I slid my thumb out of her ass, and I heard another moan of disappointment, as I grabbed her hips again. I started pounding her pussy hard, and that pushed Patti over the edge.

"Oh, oh, ohh!!!" she gasped as I fucked her harder. "Oh, yes, I'M CUMMING!" she exclaimed as I felt her pussy squeezing my cock.

That feeling started to push me over the edge, and I started to groan. I bucked against her, and told her, "Oh, yeah! I'm gonna cum too!"

Patti pushed me away, and dropped to her knees in front of me. Grasping my cock, she aimed it at her mouth and engulfed the length of my hard shaft. Her mouth felt incredible as she sucked on my cock, and I felt my balls start to tighten.

"Oh, yeah," I moaned. "I'm gonna cum. Oh, shit, here it comes. Oh, YEAH!" I exclaimed as I exploded in her mouth.

Patti stroked and sucked on my cock, until she was satisfied that she had drained me. "Mmm, tasty," she said, wiping what remained from her lips. "That Guinness makes your cum taste good!"

We both collapsed on the bench as we collected ourselves and caught our breath. Finally, after a couple of minutes, Patti looked at me, and asked, "Do you think you can do that again?"

"Yeah," I told her, "But it will take a while."

"That's ok," she responded, "Because my little pussy is a little tender right now. Let's go in and have another drink, and then we can decide where we are going to go for round number two."

"Oh, that part is easy," I told her. "We can go to my room."

"You have a room here?" she asked.

"Yes," I told her. "I didn't want to take a chance and drive home after drinking all night."

"I like a man who thinks ahead," she said, as she hooked her arm in mine and we walked back into the ballroom, both of us on shaky legs.

As we sat, enjoying the afterglow of our tryst in the pagoda, we both worked on another drink as we watched the band and the drunk people try to dance. As we finished that round, Patti wanted to order one more, so I went to the bar for one final drink.

As we sat at the table, I placed my hand on Patti's thigh and started to slide my hand up towards her skirt. She smiled at me, and placed her hand on my leg and started to do the same to me.

Soon, I was sliding my hand up under her skirt and started to flick my fingers over her pussy lips, which were starting to moisten again. She had her hand on my cock by then, and she was squeezing it as it started to harden once more. 

At almost the same time, I dipped my fingertip into her wet hole, and she started stroking my cock through my pants. We looked at each other, smiled, and both picked up our drinks and finished them in one gulp. 

I took Patti by the hand and led her out the doors, towards the elevators. With the music getting quieter in the background, we arrived at the elevator bank, and I pressed the button. While we were waiting, she stepped into me, and lay her head on my shoulder.

"When we get upstairs," she whispered in my ear, "I'm gonna suck your fat cock until it's huge and wet. Then, I'm gonna sit on your big, thick, shiny cock, and ride you until I can't ride anymore."

The elevator doors opened, and an older couple got on right behind us. I stood in the corner, pulling Patti with me, keeping her right in front of me. I pulled her back, so my rod was rubbing against her ass.

"That sounds good," I whispered in her ear. "While you are working your magic on my cock, I'm going to be licking and sucking on your hot, wet little pussy."

Patti gasped softly, and ground her ass against me softly. "You're already wet, aren't you?" I whispered to her.

She didn't say anything, just nodded and blushed slightly as she closed her eyes and leaned into me. I held her by her hips, and pushed against them with my pelvis, grinding my hard cock along her ass.

The older couple got off on the third floor, and we still had two more to go. As soon as the doors shut, I ran my hands up the front of Patti's blouse, lightly touching her. When my hands reached her full breasts, I gave them a gentle, firm squeeze.

Patti moaned and reached behind her to grab my cock. I started to unbutton her blouse, sliding my fingertips underneath, as we reached my floor.

We walked down the hallway, her blouse half open, and her hand on my cock. When we reached my room, I opened the door, and we raced in. She took me and directed me towards the bed.

When she had me at the edge of the bed, she stopped me and started kissing my body as she lowered herself to her knees. She started lowering my pants, and slid the over my feel, tossing all of my clothes in a pile against the wall.

She gently grasped my hard cock, and extended her tongue, running it up along the bottom. She tried to push me to sit down as she opened her mouth to take my cock in, but I reached down and pulled her up.

"I want to see you now," I told her, as I gently pushed her back. "Show me what you've got." I sat down on the bed and took my cock in hand as I watched her.




The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 15



Patti smiled at me as she started to slowly remove her clothes. She started slowly swaying to a tune playing in her head as she finished unbuttoning her blouse. She played for a minute as she slowly slid it off of her shoulders, and then tossed it in the corner with my clothes.

The whole time, her eyes never left my cock as I slowly stroked while I watched her. Even when she turned around while she lowered her skirt, showing me her bare ass, she maintained eye contact with my shaft.

She stepped out of her skirt, and turned towards me. She didn't move as she watched me stroke myself. Soon, though, she raised a hand to her tits and started to glide her fingers over her nipples. Her other hand went down to her pussy, and she slowly stroked her pussy lips while she watched me stroke my cock.

It didn't take long for her to start squeezing her tits with one hand, pulling on her nipples, while she slid her fingers to her wet pussy hole. I started stroking a little faster, and Patti moaned and slid two fingers into her pussy.

She gasped when they went in, and then she tried to fuck herself with her fingers matching the rhythm I had stroking my cock. I would speed up, and she would speed up. I slowed down, and so did she.

After only a couple of minutes like that, I held my thick shaft still and pointed it towards her. 

"Come here," I told her.

Patti remover her hand from her tits as she got on her knees and wrapped it around my cock. She started to take her other hand from her pussy, but I told her to leave it there.

With one hand stroking my shaft, and her other hand stroking her own pussy, Patti started to suck my cock. I was getting quite a messy blow job as she tried to swallow my entire rod.

Finally, she gave up trying to deep-throat me, and raised her head. "Damn, you've got a nice cock," she told me as she continued to stroke me. "It's just too big for me to swallow, though."

"You are doing fine by me," I told her. "Is your pussy nice and wet?" I asked.

She smiled at me as she worked that hand a little faster and deeper. "Yes," she gasped as she apparently slid her fingers in as deep as she could.

"Show me," I told her.

Patti leaned back a little as she released my cock. As my thick shaft waved shiny in the breeze, she slid her fingers out from her pussy. She showed me her wet fingers, and I smiled at her.

"Slide your juices all over my cock," I told her.

She smiled back at me, and did as I asked. When she had wiped as much of her fluids on me, she started to lower her mouth back down around the head.

"Bring me your hot little pussy," I told her as I lay down on the bed. 

Patti never released me from her mouth as she climbed on the bed, swung her body around, and straddled my head. 

I reached up and pulled her moist pussy down to my mouth as she continued to work on my cock. I ran my tongue up and down her slit, slowly dragging the tip along the length of her clit, and bringing it up to her ass.

Patti gasped when she felt my tongue gliding over her tight back hole, and she started sucking me more aggressively. I brought my tongue back down, and slid it deep into her wet hole. 

I held her tight as I started tongue-fucking her, and she took my cock in deeper. Then I slipped my tongue down to her clit, and quickly flicked it across the tip of her little bud.

Patti released my hard shaft from her hot mouth, but continued stroking it, as she started to moan louder. 

"Oh, yeah! Oh god, that feels good!" she groaned as she held my cock tight.

I slid down a little, and started a full oral assault on her clit, licking at it quickly, dragging along the length slowly, and sucking on it. I reached around her ass and slid my hands towards her holes.

"Ohhh! Yesss!" she moaned, as I softly sucked on her clit, and slowly slid a finger into her wet pussy.

Releasing her hard nub from my mouth, I started working along the length of her clit shaft as I slowly started gliding a fingertip across her tight asshole. As I softly pushed with the finger, while I slid the other finger deeper into her pussy, Patti groaned loudly and pushed back against my hand.

"Oh, yeah!" she gasped. "Oh, god, that feels good!"

I was wiggling my finger along the top wall of her wet pussy, and had the tip of my other finger in her ass, when she started getting more vocal.

"Oh, yeah, baby. That's it!" she started. "Oh, yeah! That feels SO GOOD! Don't stop ANY thing!!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!!!" she shouted as I slid both fingers in deeper. "Oh my god, yes!"

I started to move my hand around, causing both fingers to wiggle inside her, and started to shake my head quickly, flicking my tongue along both sides of her clit.

"Oh god! Oh yes!" Patti shouted. "Oh god yes! I'm gonna cum!"

All of a sudden, Patti dropped her mouth over my cock again, trying to take it in as deep as she could, and I heard , and felt, her scream and moan around my shaft as her body started to shake.

Patti's ass was shaking and wiggling as I felt a surge of pussy juice flow out of her pussy. I slowed my hand and my tongue, and she slowly came down from her orgasm. 

I slid my fingers out of her tight holes, and she let my cock slip from her mouth.

"Oh my god!" she moaned softly. "That was awesome! I have never come like that!"

"I'm glad that you liked," I told her.

"Oh, yeah!" she responded. "Now, I have got to get this big, hard cock inside of me."

Patti started to slide down my body, until she was straddling my hips. Reaching down, she took my cock in her hand, and slowly started to slide it along the length of her slit, wetting it with her juices.

Once she was ready, she placed my cock at the mouth of her wet pussy, and slowly lowered herself on to me.

I enjoyed the view, not to mention the sensations, as Patti lowered herself onto my thick, hard shaft. I realized that if I leaned over just a bit, I could see into the mirror on the wall, and watch Patti's tits as they swayed back and forth as she rode me.

"Oh, yesss!" she moaned as she reached bottom. 

"That feels SOO good!", she groaned as she started to wiggle her hips around.

Soon, she started to raise and lower her hips, and I was able to watch her tits swing, and her ass bounce, as she started to fuck me.

I reached down and squeezed her ass cheeks, holding tight as she continued to bounce up and down on my cock. That caused her to moan again, and she wiggled her hips as she kept on riding me.

I started to slide my hands closer to her asscrack, and she sighed loudly when I grabbed her cheeks again and spread them apart. Reaching in with my thumbs, I softly slid them over her tight back hole.

Patti gasped as I spread her fluids across her rosebud, and said softly, "Yesss!"

Soon, she was pushing back against me, sliding the tip of one thumb into her tight ass. When she felt that, Patti groaned loudly.

"Oh yeah!" she whispered. "Yeah, baby, fuck me."

"No, baby," I told her. "YOU fuck ME."

"Ohhhhh!" she responded, and started to bounce on my rod faster, still wiggling her hips to keep my thumb moving in her ass.

Patti continued fucking me for a couple of minutes, moaning and groaning loudly, until she finally collapsed forward onto my legs.

"Oh my god!" she groaned. "I can't move! My legs are shaking!!!"

"Do you want to stop?" I asked her.

"No!" she responded. "I just have to move. My legs are dead."

"Ok," I told her. "We can move around."

As I climbed out from under her, Patti rolled on to her side, with one leg straight, and the other bent at an angle that showed her legs, ass, and pussy very nicely. 

I climbed on, straddling her straightened leg, and crawled up towards her body. I kissed my way up her torso, until I felt her hot, wet pussy hairs brush along my hard shaft.

Reaching down, I placed my cock at her pussy, and slowly slid it in. Holding onto her hip, I pushed the entire length of my hard pole into her wet depths, causing both of us to moan.

"Oh yes!" Patti groaned. "Oh damn! That feels good!"

Sliding into her at this angle did feel great, and I slowly started to fuck her grasping pussy. I reached up and took one of her tits into my hand, squeezing it, and slid the other hand down to her ass. 

I started fucking her harder and faster, and Patti started to get more vocal. 

"Oh yeah! Fuck me!" she said loudly. "C'mon baby, fuck me good!"

At one point, I stopped thrusting and slowly slid my cock out of her hot hole. I slid the head of my shaft up and down her wet slit, slapping it against her clit, and down to her ass. 

Patti yelped when I cock-slapped her hard little clit, and then she groaned when I slid my cock back into her pussy for a moment. Sliding it out, I slipped it down towards her ass. I rubbed all of the juices on my cock onto her asshole, and Patti groaned even louder.

"Oh, baby, that feels so nice!" she moaned.

I placed the head of my cock against her ass, and when I started to push, she reached down and told me, "No! I've always wanted to try anal, but there is no way I'm making THAT the first cock in my ass! My pussy and mouth are filled enough by that thing."

Smiling, I simply slid my cock back to her wet pussy, and slammed it all the way in. Patti yelped, and then started moving her hips along with me. I placed my thumb at her asshole again, and again, she pushed back against it and it slid in.

"Oh, yeah!" she moaned loudly. "That's good! Fuck me!!!"

I started to fuck her faster again, and with all of her wiggling, my thumb was soon buried in her ass. 

"Oh, god, yes!" she yelled as I started to fuck her harder. "Fuck me! Fuck me good! Oh, god, make me cum again!"

I started to slide my thumb in and out of her ass as I fucked her pussy as hard and fast as I could. Soon, Patti was groaning loudly again, and I could hear her breath getting short.

"Oh, yeah! Fuck me baby! Make me cum!" she yelped. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum!"

I was stroking the entire length of my shaft in and out of her pussy, and my thumb in and out of her ass, when Patti exploded.

"Oh my god! Yes! Oh damn! I'm cumming!" she yelled. Then, she started to moan softly, "Oh my god! I'm cumming so good!!!"

It didn't take long before this had me ready to blow. "Oh, baby, you're gonna make me cum!" I told her.

"Oh, yeah. Cum for me," she whispered. "I want to fee you cum inside me!'

Seconds later, I felt my balls start to churn. "Oh, yes!" I groaned as I blasted my second load of the night deep in her pussy.

"Oh, my god!" Patti groaned. "I can feel you shooting your cum in my pussy! I can feel your cock throb!"

We both soon collapsed on the bed as we tried to catch our breath. After we lay there for a few minutes, Patti looked at me and asked, "How long do you have this room?"



The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 16



On my way in to work one Friday, my project manager called me. He needed me to go trouble shoot something at a job that I had run. We had done a "life style center", which was basically a fancy name for a large mini-mall, and a high-end hair salon/spa was having problems with their power.

He told me what the problem was, and that the manager of the salon would be there around 11:00. I made sure that everybody at my current job was set with their assignments, and headed out. 

When I got to the salon, I was told that the manager was in an interview, but the receptionist, this cute, young girl, was able to give me a little more information about what the problem was. It took me about an hour to figure out exactly what was wrong and correct it.

As I walked back out to the front desk, I noticed a tall blonde standing there talking with the receptionist. There was something vaguely familiar about her, too. As I approached the desk, the woman turned around, and it took me a only a second to realize why she looked familiar.

Even over a span of almost twenty years, you never forget the proverbial "One that got away." That one, for me, was now standing right in front of me. 

When we were in our late teens and early twenties, we were part of a tight circle of friends. She was one of three girls, and there were a few guys. A couple of us were in a band, and we had gone out with two of the three girls. I had actually slept with both of those girls, and I was "The First" for one of them. This one, however, had stayed on the sidelines through all of the dating and drama.

I had an opportunity with her once, but at that point, we were such good friends that we (OK, she) was afraid of what would happen to our friendship if things didn't work out as a couple. We stayed friends, we both found others, and we eventually drifted apart, as did the whole circle of friends.

She had also remained a virgin the longest, eventually losing it to an older guy, and then she wound up dating a succession of losers. The last time I had seen her was at the wedding of the guitarist in our band, about ten to fifteen years ago, and I couldn't help but notice how good she looked.

Now, as she stood at the desk, the receptionist saw me walking towards them, and pointed me out. After staring at her, speechless, for a second, I finally spoke.

"Elke?" I asked.

"Oh, my god!" she responded. "Kurt? I haven't seen you in years!!"

Elke ran up to me and gave me a hug, holding me tight. "Oh my god! How are you?" 

"I'm doing fine," I told her. "How are you? You look incredible!"

Elke's one downfall was always her size. At 5' 9", she was tall, for a woman, and she was not thin. She was VERY well put together, but apparently a lot of guys were put off by her size. She was even more beautiful than I remembered her being back then, which is saying quite a bit.

"I'm doing great," she told me. "I'm a part owner here, and I run the day-to-day operations."

"Ohh," I teased her. "Management, huh?"

Laughing, she responded, "Yeah, that's me."

She walked me back to her office, which was still a mess, after only being there a week or so. As she sat me down, we talked a little bit.

"So you're the electrician they sent out?" she asked.

"Yeah," I answered. "This whole mall was my job. I was the foreman. I'm going to have to have a talk with the guy that finished the panel here, too!"

"Ohh, management, huh?" she teased back at me.

"No," I answered. "Management doesn't still strap on the tools."

"Well if I remember correctly, rumor was that you were very good with your tool, too," she said, with a big smile on her face. 

Before I could say anything, she asked, "So how is Nancy?", referring to my ex wife.

"Well, the last time I saw my kids, she was doing ok," I told her.

"The last time you saw her?" she responded.

"Yeah, we split about four years ago," I told her. "I guess you could say that we just grew apart."

"Gee, that sounds like diplomatic bullshit," she said, with a laugh. "I have to say, though, that I'm glad. I never did like her."

"Well, the way that she treated my friends, especially the women friends, had a lot to do with it," I explained.

"So how is your social life?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

She told me that she had never married, had a couple of relationships, but just never found someone that she wanted to settle down with. 

After a couple of more minutes, her intercom beeped, and the receptionist informed her that her next interview was waiting.

"The joys of my job," she explained as she stood. "We are expanding, and I get to interview new stylists and massage therapists."

"Not a problem," I told her. "What time do you get off tonight? Do you want to get together for a drink? We can catch up some more."

"I would love that," she said. She gave me her address, and told me when I could pick her up, and I left her. 

That evening, when I went to her apartment, she was ready and waiting for me. She had on a long summer dress that went down to her knees, and a pair of flats.

"Wow," I said as I walked in and had a look at her. "You look incredible. Better than I remember."

"Why thank you," she responded. "Do these shoes look ok? I couldn't decide what to wear. I would normally wear a pair of heels, but since we're the same height, I didn't think that would be such a good idea."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Well, it has been my experience that most men don't want to be seen with a woman taller than they are," she told me. 

"Well, I'm not most men," I told her. "If I remember correctly, you have a great pair of legs, and heels would just make them look even better."

"You wouldn't mind? Really?" she asked, blushing.

"Not at all," I responded. "Go change. I'll wait."

As she ran back to her bedroom I got another good look at her ass swaying, and her breasts bouncing, and smiled to myself.

I took her to an old German restaurant in the neighborhood that we grew up in, and I couldn't help but chuckle at the looks that we got as we walked to our table. We had to be quite a sight, with her being as beautiful as she is, combined with her now three inch height advantage on me.

We had a great dinner as we caught up on the past years and she polished off almost a bottle of Riesling and I had a few half-liters of good, dark German beer. After we finished dinner off by splitting an apple struedel, we decided to go for a walk around the old neighborhood.

As we walked, we talked about the old days, joking about the memories. We wound up at a bar that we both remembered and went in, surprised to see that it was not only still in business, but still owned by the same people.

We sat, drank, and talked more, both of us getting pretty buzzed. As I knew it would, we started to talk about what might have been, us as a couple.

"Do you remember that night at the party, when we were talking on the balcony, and you kissed me?" she asked.

"Of course I do," I told her. "That was one of the best kisses that I have ever had, even to this day. I also remember the next day, when you told me that you didn't want to ruin our friendship by getting into a relationship."

"Why did you give up so easily?" she asked.

Surprised by the question, it took me a second to respond. "Well, as I remember, you were as stubborn as I was, and I knew that pushing you would do me no good, so I decided to let it go. I guess I figured that if it was supposed to happen, it would."

"If you really wanted to try having a relationship, why did you tell me that you were worried about ruining our friendship?" I asked, trying to turn the tables on her.

"Honestly," she responded, "I think that I was scared. Liz and Laura both told me that you were ... gifted ... and don't forget, I was still a virgin at that point."

"I remember," I told her. "But what did you have to be afraid of?"

"Well, Liz never told you, but the first time you two did it, she was sore for three days after," Elke told me.

"Well, I have to assume that all women are sore after their first time," I told her.

"Yeah, but not for three days," Elke responded. "And Liz told us how gentle you were with her, too. That's why I was scared, despite how much I wanted to be with you. And by the time that I was ready, you were already dating someone else. Every time after that, we were never single at the same time."

"Wow," was all that I could manage to say, as I sipped my beer.

"Yeah, wow," she said, sipping her wine. 

"So if I had been a little more persistent ..." I started.

"Probably," Elke responded, reading my thoughts.

"Damn," I whispered.

"Yep," she sighed. "Damn."

Looking at her watch, Elke realized that it was getting late and said that she had to work the next day, so we left the bar, and I drove her home. 

"Do you want to do this again?" I asked her as I walked her to her door.

"I would love that," she replied. "How about tomorrow? I'll fix us dinner, and maybe we can rent a movie?"

"That sounds great," I told her. 

As we stood at her door, I looked into her eyes, and saw a sign, so I took her in my arms and kissed her. It started out as a slow, tentative kiss, but quickly intensified. I soon realized that my memories about her were right. That was one of the best kisses that I had ever had.

After a couple of minutes, I finally pulled my lips away from hers and whispered, "WOW!"

"Yeah, wow!" she whispered back.

"If I don't leave right now, I'm not going to leave, and you aren't going to make it in to work tomorrow," I said softly. "Not that that would be such a bad thing."

"No, it wouldn't," she answered, "but I have to be there tomorrow. I still have interviews lined up."

"Then I will see you tomorrow," I told her, kissing her once more.

"I'm looking forward to it," she said as she opened her door.

I walked back to my truck on a high that I hadn't felt in years, and started driving home. On the way there, I was still thinking about our kiss, and I called her.

"I just wanted to say thank you for one of the best evenings that I have had in ages," I told her when she answered. "I am really looking forward to tomorrow."

"Thank you," she replied softly. "I had a great time, too. That was the best date that I've been on in years. I'm looking forward to tomorrow also."

The next day was a Saturday, which I spent getting a lot of little things done, but I couldn't get Elke, or the night before, off of my mind. By the time that I started getting ready to go to her place, I was a nervous wreck. I hadn't felt like that since I was a teenager, just starting to date!

I stopped off on my way and picked up a couple of bottles of white wine that I knew Elke liked, and finally got to her place.

She answered the door wearing a lacy white, sleeveless dress that went down almost to her ankles, with buttons that went down to about mid-thigh. She was also barefoot. It was a really sexy look on her.

As I walked in, she gave me a kiss, before she even took the wine from me. She led me into her living room and told me to make myself comfortable while she finished dinner. I was watching her as she walked out of the room, and I noticed her looking at me in a mirror. She had a big smile on her face, and seemed to be very happy that she had my attention.

From the kitchen, she called out to me to put some music on, and then a couple of minutes later, she came out with a chicken and rice dish. I opened up one of the bottles of wine, and we sat down and ate.

"So how much have you been thinking about last night?" she asked a couple of minutes into dinner.

"Honestly," I told her, "it's all I've been able to think about. I'm glad that I didn't have to work today, because I've been so distracted."

She smiled, and said, "I know what you mean. I had two interviews with stylists this morning, and I was having a hard time concentrating on what they had to say. I may have to call both of them back in for second interviews."

"Ah, the trials and tribulations of being in management," I teased her.

"Yeah, fortunately, they're both real cute, so it won't be too difficult looking at them for a second hour," she responded.

"Oh?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yes," she said, smiling. "I can appreciate a good looking woman, as much as I can a good looking man ."

Intrigued, I asked, "And just how have you appreciated good looking women?"

"In the same way that you have," she smirked.

"You're telling me that you have been with women, too?" I asked, shocked.

"That's what I'm telling you," Elke responded. "Does that bother you?"

"Not at all," I answered. "In fact, that intrigues me. Tell me more."

"Maybe later," she told me. "Let's just have a nice dinner right now, and we'll save the fun for later."

We finished dinner, and Elke had me open the second bottle of wine as we went out onto her balcony. Her condo overlooked the city, and we had a great view of downtown.

As we sat there drinking our wine and looking over the city and the lake, I finally asked her, "OK, tell me about you appreciation for women."

She laughed lightly, and said, "What is there to tell? I've been with a few women before."

"A few?"

"Yes, a few," she responded, chuckling.

Thinking for a second, I asked, "When did that start?"

"The first time I actually had sex with another woman was just after I lost my virginity."

Thinking back to the crowd that we hung out with back then, I finally asked, "OK, are you going to make me fish for details, or are you just going to tell me? Or would you rather not talk about it?"

Laughing again, she asked, "What do you want to know?"

"Whatever you want to tell me!" I laughed.

Handing me her glass, she told me, "Fill me up, my glass I mean, and I'll start telling you."

When I came back with the last of the second bottle, I handed her glass to her, and said, "OK, start talking."

"Well, when Laura and I were roommates, we saw each other naked all the time, and I started noticing that I liked looking at her. After my first time with a man, we were at home talking, drinking, and smoking, I was giving her the details on my first time, and she was talking about how she was horny because she hadn't been laid in a couple of months."

"After a while, I asked her if she had ever thought about another woman, and she admitted that she had wondered what it might be like. Later, when we were both getting ready for bed, it just kind of happened."

"What do you mean, it 'just kind of happened'?" I asked, thoughts starting to fill my head and blood starting to fill my cock.

"We sat there in our pajamas, talking a little more, and then we just kissed. We both seemed to like that, we were both drunk and high, and things just took off from there."

Speechless, I just sat there.

"Laura and I were together a couple more times after that, and that was it with her," Elke explained.

"But there were others?" I asked.

"Yeah," she answered. "A couple of more."

"Are you sure this doesn't bother you?" she asked after a couple of minutes of silence.

"Not at all," I reassured her.

"OK," she said. "I just had to ask, because I've found out that a lot of guys can't handle that kind of thing."

"Well, I'm not a lot of guys," I told her.

"So I've been told," she said, with a grin on her beautiful face.

After we finished off our glasses of wine, Elke went inside to find another bottle. I heard her call out to me, and I went back inside.

"Can you give me a hand?" she asked, holding the corkscrew and another bottle of wine.

"Which hand do you want, and where do you want it?" I joked with her.

Looking me in the eyes, she said softly, "Whichever hand you want to use, where ever you want to put it."

Stepping closer to her, I said, almost in a whisper, "How about this hand here," as I placed one on a side of her face, "and the other hand here?" as I lightly touched the other side.

"That's a good start," she breathed. "And then what?"

"And then this," I said, as I leaned in and kissed her.

Our kiss started softly, but it quickly escalated into one of seething hot passion as she wrapped her arms around me and held me tight.

I slid my hands from her face down to her sides and let them softly glide over her body. I felt her inhale sharply as my thumbs passed over the sides of her breasts, and she held me tighter.

I brought my hands up to her neck and glided my fingertips over her sensitive skin, and then slowly brought them down. When I reached the neckline on her dress, I started to unbutton it.

When I had the buttons undone down to her belly, she pushed me back lightly and took my hand. She led me to an overstuffed chair in her living room, and sat me down in it.

As she stood in front of me, I took in the view. She looked amazingly sexy, with her dress half undone, her thin, lacy white half-cup bra peeking out.

"Watch me," she said, almost in a whisper. "I've thought about this for a long time, and I want you to just sit back and enjoy, for now."

Looking me in the eyes, she finished unbuttoning her dress as far as it would go, and then shrugged it off of her shoulders. I gasped as I took in her body, now only in her bra and a matching pair on high-cut bikini panties, her dress pooled around her ankles.

"Do you like?" she asked as she stepped out of the dress.

"Oh, yeah," I said softly.

Smiling, she whispered, "Good." she then brought her hands up to her breasts and softly squeezed them, closing her eyes and moaning softly.

As I sat there watching, all of my blood rushing to my rapidly swelling cock, she slowly opened her eyes again and then unfastened the front clasp of her bra. Keeping her breasts covered, she slid the fingers of one hand underneath the bra cup and pinched her nipple.

I heard a whimper escape from her lips, and her knees buckled just the slightest bit as she tweaked her nipple. She then slid the straps of her bra off of her shoulders, showing me her full, round tits, just before she went to her knees in front of me.

Shr reached and opened my pants, unzipped then, and pulled them, and my boxers, all off at once. My hard cock sprang into her view, and she had a look of total lust in her eyes as she reached out and took it in her hand.

"Oh, my god," she whispered, as she slowly stroked the length of my shaft. "They both said that it was big, but I didn't expect it to be this thick!"

Elke maintained her eye contact as she slowly extended her tongue, and flicked it along the head of my stiff cock. She then slowly lowered her mouth down my length, moaning as she took me in deeper.

"Oh, my god," I moaned as I felt her hot, wet lips surround my shaft, her tongue dancing along the underside. "That feels SO nice!"

She smiled at me as she started to bob her head up and down my shaft, sucking my cock like a woman determined.

"Do you like?" she asked, letting the head pop from her mouth as she continued to stroke my cock with her hand.

"Oh, yeah!" I gasped.

"Good," she smiled. "I love sucking cock, and this is a VERY suckable cock!"

She engulfed my pole again, this time gently squeezing my balls as she sucked on it. I reached out and took her blonde head in my hands, and she lowered her face all the way down, taking me into her throat.

"Oh, damn!" I groaned as I felt her throat open up and massage the head as she swallowed.

She continued to suck my cock for the next few minutes, sometimes bobbing her head up and down, sometimes taking me deep. Sometimes sliding her talented tongue along the underside of the shaft, sometimes flicking it quickly around the base of the head.

She had her lips wrapped tightly around the head of my cock, sucking on it firmly and flicking the tip with her tongue as she stroked the length of my shaft quickly, when I felt my balls start to tighten.




The Divorce Chronicles Ch. 16



"Oh, Elke, you're going to make me cum," I said as I reached back down to her head.

She nodded her head, looking my in the eyes, and continued to work on me. After a few more seconds of that, I felt the surge from my balls, and I held her head firmly as I blasted a load of cum down her throat.

"Oh my god!" I bellowed, as my hips bounced in the chair. "Holy shit! Oh, DAMN!"

Elke moaned her approval and smiled as she milked the last of my juices from my cock, and then let the shiny head pop from her mouth.

She washed down my load with the rest of her wine, and looked up at me. "You almost said that like it was a bad thing," she teased as she licked her lips.

"NOTHING about that was bad!" I assured her as I caught my breath. "I just wanted to warn you."

"Well, I appreciate that," she smiled. "I take it you liked, then?"

"Do you really have to ask?" I said, trying to slow my heart rate back down. "That was incredible!"

Giggling, she said, "Well, thank you."

"No," I responded. "Thank YOU!" 

Laughing, she climbed up into my lap, and we kissed gently for a second. Elke squealed and laughed as I turned and sat her down in the chair, placing my body between her legs as I kneeled on the floor.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked, as she settled into her chair.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" I asked. "I'm killing time while my body recovers. Is that ok with you?"

"Oh," she said softly. "I guess that's ok."

"Good," I said. "Now, I want YOU to sit back, relax, and enjoy, while I do something that I'VE thought about for a long time."

I picked up one leg, and started to slowly kiss my way up the inside, from her ankle all the way up to her panty covered pussy. I ran my tongue along leg band of her panty up to her hip, and then put that leg back down.

As I started to do the same thing to her other leg, again starting at her ankle and working my way up, I heard her sigh. She was holding tight to the arm of the chair, and starting to move her hips and leg around.

When I got to this leg band, after I flicked my tongue up to her waist, I kissed my way across her panties, and started to work my way down the center.

"Ohhh!" I heard her moan, as I reached the top of her pubic mound. I could smell her musk, and feel the heat radiating from her pussy, through her panties.

I kissed my way down her mound, to the wet spot that had formed. She reached down and held my head as I slid my tongue back up, licking her through her lace, and she moaned louder.

I reached up and slid two fingers under the waistband of her panties, and started to slowly slide them down over her hips. I remembered what an old friend had said once, about how the first time a woman raised her hips, allowing you to remove her panties, was a defining moment of a relationship, as she raised hers.

I left the panties hanging off of one foot as I placed one leg over each armrest of her chair. As I looked into her eyes, I slowly lowered my head, stuck out my tongue, and lightly ran it up each side of her steamy pussy lips.

"Oh, yes!" she hissed, as she reached back down and took my head in her hands. Apparently not in the mood to be teased any longer, she guided my head to her wet pussy and held me there.

I reached up, grabbed her hips, and pulled her further down in the chair, closer to me, and slid my tongue into her wet hole, tasting her flowing juices.

I ran my tongue up and down the length of her moist slit, from her wet pussy hole up to her clit, and I dragged my tongue all the way down, bringing her juices down to her ass. I quickly and lightly flicked my tongue across her tight little rosebud, and she gasped and sighed.

As I slid my tongue up her slit, Elke moaned and hissed, pulling my head in tighter.

I flicked my tongue across her clit, and she yelped and jumped, pulling my head in even tighter. When she relaxed just a bit, allowing me to breathe, I took her hands in mine and removed them from my head, placing them on the arms of the chair.

I slid my arms under her legs, wrapping them around to the front and held her tight, and I went back to licking her pussy. I started to flick my tongue along each side of her clit, and up the top, dropping back to flick across her tip.

"Oh, yesss!" she moaned, as I teased her pussy. "Oh, my god, that is nice!"

"You like?" I asked, as I pulled my head away.

"Oh yeah!" she moaned. "Don't stop now!"

I nuzzled my face back into her wet pussy and wrapped my lips around her stiff little clit. With my fingers holding her pussy lips spread apart, I gently started to suck her sensitive bud into my mouth, flicking the tip of my tongue across the tip of her clit as quickly and softly as I could.

Elke let out a long, low moan as I continued to suck and lick on her, and she started to wiggle her hips around. When I placed the tip of one finger at the wet opening of her pussy, she gasped loudly.

"Oh, my god!", she moaned, as I slid the finger slowly along the top wall of her hot, moist depths. When I added a second finger, and placed both of them in deep, she started to buck her hips. 

I released her clit from my lips and went back to sliding my tongue along both sides of her clit hood as I stroked the underside of her pelvis with my fingers. I was wiggling my fingertips while I moved my hand around, alternating pressure with each finger.

I heard her breath shorten, and her pussy walls were starting contracting around my fingers, when she whimpered loudly.

"Oh my god!" she cried. "Oh, yes, I'm gonna cum! Oh, god, don't stop! That feels so GOOD!"

As I looked up at her, I saw that she was squeezing her full, luscious tits and pulling on her nipples. Soon, her pussy was clamping down on my fingers as I slid them in and out of her wetness, and I felt a surge of juices flow out of her.

"Oh, god, YES!" she yelled. "Oh, yes! I'm cumming! Oooooh! Yes!"

I softened and slowed my tongue as she bucked and moved her hips, and she let out another low, long moan. Finally, as her breathing slowed, I slid my fingers from her hot, tight pussy. 

As I lightly slid my tongue along the length of her soaking wet pussy lips, I teased the opening of her still oozing pussy with one fingertip, as I slid the other finger down to her ass and rimmed her rosebud with the wet tip.

That caused Elke to gasp and moan again, and she let out a slow hiss when I applied a slight amount of pressure. I then brought that finger back to her pussy, and I slid both fingers back deep into her.

She gasped as I buried my fingers deep inside her, and her hands went back to her tits. Standing, I slid my fingers from her, and as I looked into her eyes, I took my stiff cock, hard again from watching her cum, and slowly stroked it, spreading her juices along the length of my shaft.

Elke pulled on her nipples as she watched, her eyes shifting back and forth from my eyes down to my cock.

Finally, when I knew that it was time, I crouched down and placed the head of my cock at her wet opening. 

As I slid the head up and down her slit, getting it nice and wet with her fluids, Elke moaned softly. Finally, she looked at me, and said softly and simply, "Please!"

Smiling, I slowly slid my hard cock into her tight wet pussy, until I felt it bottom out. We both let out a low moan as we felt the sensations overtake us, and I stayed still for a few seconds, enjoying the pleasurable feeling.

I slowly started to slide my cock out of her, and as I slid back in, she moaned loudly. "Oh, god, that feels good!" she cried. 

She reached out and grabbed on to my ass, pulling me in deep, holding me there for a little bit. While she held my ass, I wiggled my hips around, grinding against her.

Soon, I started to slide in and out of her wet depths again, and I reached up and took her heaving tits in my hands. She then covered my hands with hers, and slid a fingertip between mine and flicked it across her hard nipples as I kneaded her full mounds.

Because I was squatting down to reach her in her chair, my legs soon started to tire. I slowed down and told her that I had to change, and I pulled my cock out and stood.

Elke moaned as I slid my thick shaft out of her wet pussy, and as I stood in front of her, she sat up, reached out, and took my cock, shiny with her juices, into her hand.

She leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, and ran it along the length of the underside of my shaft, licking off her own juices. She licked around the head of my cock, and then took it in deep, almost burying her nose in my pubic hair.

After sucking on my cock for a few seconds, which did nothing but make my knees even weaker, she let it pop out of her mouth, and she looked up at me.

"Sit down here, and let me ride you," she told me.

"That sounds great," I told her, and we switched places.

I sat back on the chair, and she placed her knees on either side of mine, took my cock in her hand, and slid it along the length of her wet slit. Each time she slid the head over her clit, she jumped slightly, and gasped. As she looked me in the eyes, she placed the head at her hot, moist opening, and slowly lowered her body down on top of me.

This time, I reached out and took her hips in my hands. When she lowered herself all the way down and I bottomed out inside her, I pulled her down tight and held her there.

"Oh, my god!" she whispered, as I moaned at her tightness. "That is SO good! You fill me up SO nice!"

"Oh, yeah," I told her. "This feels incredible!"

Elke started moving her body, sliding up and down on my cock. Once and a while, when she was all the way down on top of me, she would move her hips around and grind her pussy against me.

I slid as far down into the chair as I could, with my ass hanging half off of it, and held tightly onto her hips. I kept her down tight against me, my cock buried deep in her hole, and she slid her hips back and forth.

"Oh, yeah," she moaned, her breath getting shorter.

She placed her hands on my chest, and I moved mine up to her swaying tits as she rode me. As I started to pinch and pull on her nipples, she let out a loud groan.

"Ooohh! Ohhhhh! Oh, shit, I'm gonna cum!" she moaned as she continued to slide on top of me.

I quickly moved my hands back down, put one around to her back, and slid the other in between our bodies. I started to slide my fingertips over her clit as she rubbed it against me, and she let out a gasp.

"Oh yeah! Ohh! Ohhh YEAH!" she cried. "Oh, god, I'm cumming!"

When she said that, I started to lightly pinch the hood of her clit, and her eyes flew open.

"OH MY GOD! YES! YES!" she yelled. "OH DAMN! I'M CUMMINGGGG!"

I felt her pussy walls squeezing my shaft, and I stopped pinching her clit, moving both hands to her hips. I could feel her juices flowing down my balls as her body shook, and she collapsed against me.

I held her tight as her breathing slowed, and I flexed my cock, still buried deep in her spasming pussy.

"Oh my god!" she breathed. "That was amazing. I don't think that I've ever cum like that! My legs are shaking!"

"Well, that's good," I told her as my hands lightly stroked her back.

I flexed my cock again, and she gasped. "You haven't cum yet?" she asked, surprised.

"Nope," I told her. "I was damn close a couple of minutes ago, but I wanted to make sure you did, first."

"Oh, I did!" she assured me. "I think I made quite a mess, too."

"Now, we have to make sure that you cum," she said, raising her body and looking at me. "How do you want me?"

"I want you from behind," I told her. "Do you like that?"

"Oh, god! I LOVE doggy!" she told me, and she raised her body off of mine.

As she stood, she wobbled a bit, and I reached out to steady her. "Oh, damn!" she said, laughing. "My legs feel like spaghetti!"

Elke got down on her hands and knees on the floor, her gorgeous ass facing me, and she looked over her shoulder at me. "Well, come and get me," she said, as she wiggled her ass.

I got on my knees behind her, and slid my cock up and down her slit, still dripping pussy juice. I brought my cock head up to her ass and slid it around her little brown rosebud, and I heard her gasp, and then moan. I then brought it back down, coating the head in her copious fluids, and slid it around her clit. She gasped and jumped slightly when I started to slap my cock against her clit, and she wiggled her ass some more.

I then lined my cock up with her wet hole, and in one thrust, buried my cock in as deep as possible.

"Ohh!" she yelped, as I bottomed out in her hot, tight pussy.

"Oh, yeah! That's NICE!" I hissed, as I grabbed on to her hips.

Holding on tight to her, I started sliding my thick, wet cock in and out of her tight pussy. She was pushing back against me, moaning.

"Oh, my god, that is SO GOOD!" she moaned as I slid the length of my cock all the way out, and then buried it deep again. "Oh, yeah! Fuck me!"

We continued like that for a couple of minutes, until she told me that her legs were giving out. "Lay on your belly," I told her, as I guided her all the way flat on the floor, keeping my rod deep inside her.

As she flattened out, I straddled her hips, and ground my pelvis against her ass.

"Oh my god!" she gasped, and started raising her hips. I placed my hands on the floor, almost under her arms, and lowered my body to hers.

I lightly kissed and nibbled the back of her neck as I started bumping my hard cock in and out of her pussy in small thrusts, and I heard her gasp again.

"Oh my godddd!" she whimpered lightly. "You feel SO good!"

"Oh, yeah," I breathed into her ear. "YOU feel so good!"

Elke started to thrust her ass back towards me, and her breathing changed again. I raised my body, took a hold of her hips, and started to slide my entire shaft in and out again.

"Oh my god! You're gonna make me cum again!" she cried.

"Oh, damn, this is so good!" I told her. "I don't know how much longer I'm gonna last."

"Oh, yeah!" she breathed. "Cum with me! Fuck me baby! FUCK MEEE!"

Holding tight to her hips, I started pounding into her pussy. Sure enough, it didn't take long until I felt my balls start to tighten. Elke was panting and whimpering, bucking her hips back against me, and I felt the surge start from my balls.

"Oh my god!" I cried out. "Oh, DAMN!"

I felt my balls contract, I slammed my cock in as deep as I could, and I started to blast a load of cum deep in her pussy. 

"Ohh! Ohhhhhh! I'm CUMMINGGGG!" she cried out, as her body went rigid and started to shake.

Both of our bodies bounced and convulsed as our orgasms hit us simultaneously, and I collapsed forward on to her back and held her tight as I breathed against the back of her neck.

After a couple of minutes, I finally had the strength to move, and I rolled off of her. She moaned loudly as my spent cock slid from her body, and I rolled onto my back.

Elke rolled over towards me, and I took her into my arms as she lay her head on my chest. 

"By the way, Anita, the little Italian girl at the front desk thinks that you're real hot," she told me a couple of minutes later, as we lay there recovering.

"Huh? Oh, yeah?" I asked. "And how did that come up?"

"When she came in this morning, she started asking about you," Elke told me. "I told her that we were old friends."

"Well, I think that we're a bit more than that, now," I responded.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean that there isn't fun to be had with her," Elke told me as she snuggled in next to me.

As we lay there, with her body fitting nicely into my arms, I thought to myself, "This just feels right," as we both drifted off to sleep.