mature xxx

My name is Eduardo and I have a thing for older women.

My story starts by confessing I was once a geek. While attending high school in Tampa, I was a skinny, pimple-faced kid with horn rimmed spectacles and a shy disposition. One day I decided it was time to join the cool world, so I reinvented myself.

I changed my four eyes for contact lenses, cut my hair to a more stylish look, lifted weights, jogged daily and applied cream until the pimples cleared up. I worked hard at improving my conversation and being sociable. By sixteen I was playing small roles in high school theater productions and I got the acting bug.

Show biz provided a creative outlet, a longshot chance at fame and glory plus the promise of quality female flesh. After high school I did several community college plays and turned pro at twenty, picking up my SAG card when I delivered two lines playing a young punk in a cheap action flick shot in Miami Beach.

My first affair with an older woman happened during the filming of this movie. Her name was Masiel and she was a decorator involved with set design. Masiel was ten years older than me, married, with two kids, a little overweight but also desirable. The night of the cast party she showed up alone, claiming that her husband had a sprained ankle and stayed home with the kids. After a couple of drinks we left the party early and headed for my hotel room.

“I’ve never cheated on my husband,” she said as we were about to enter my room, “I don’t know if I can do this.”

She did. Two minutes after entering my room, she was pulling on my zipper, grasping my cock, stroking it, licking it, nibbling. She moaned in delight as she sucked me. I was not a virgin, but her technique was ten times better than any young girl I had ever been with… Masiel licked the underside of my cock, rolled her tongue in cirles around my head as she stroked me in maddening rythm.

It did not take long to unload inside her willing mouth and she swallowed the load, gurgling with enjoyment. Later, as she kneeled doggie style and I entered her wet cunt, she again surprised me, exciting me with her language. The happy housewife had a way with words, something that an actor can appreciate. The more she talked, the harder my dick felt as I pumped my hips back and forth and my hands played with the moons of her ass.

“Yes, Eduardo…” she moaned, “yes, baby, stick that young cock into me…oh, your meat feels so hard…fuck me good…with that hard cock…oh…I liked sucking your dick…your load tasted sweet…what a young, solid cock…oh, yeah…stick that meat in me…fuck me good, honey…how do you say cock in Spanish?”

“Pinga,” I answered, using street jargon, pronouncing it Peen-gah.

“Oh, baby,” she said pushing back into me, “give me some pinga, honey…stick that pinga deep inside me…”

I did, a couple of times that night and a few other times. I decided South Beach was my kind of place, so I dropped out of college and did not return to Tampa. I decided to make a living acting and I’ve been at it for almost five years.

I don’t have a private jet like Travolta or a ranch like Harrison Ford. What I do have is a one bedroom condo in South Beach, a four-year old Mustang and a small savings account. I don’t make millions or even six figures, but I make a fair living, which is better than most people in the trade.

Right after that first little movie scene I did a commercial in Spanish for local cable TV, followed by a six-line part as a pizza delivery guy in a low budget independent film and two months of work as a cast member of a cruise ship show. I have continued to work steadily since those early days.

In the past five years I have performed small roles in nine more films, feature roles in three Spanish language soaps filmed in Miami, over thirty commercials in English or Spanish, some local TV, documentary narrations, summer stock theater and a few gigs on the cruise ship shows to keep the bank account liquid.

I am not wealthy but during the last few years I have had a very healthy sex life. I’ve shared some passionate moments with several models and strippers, experiences which have made me very hedonistic when it comes to sex.

Older women are the best. My sexual relation with Masiel went on for a few months, but she decided to be on the straight and narrow with her husband. We still get together once or twice a year.

My second “mature” woman is a Puerto Rican named Gina. I was twenty-three when we met and she was thirty-four, with killer legs, a terrific ass and pouty lips. She is a video technician –twice divorced with two kids- that often works on the soaps. Gina’s thing is sex in public.

We have screwed on balconies of apartments, rooftops, public parks, beaches, parking lots, theaters and an office building stairway. Gina gave great head and loved young cock. One of our most memorable outings took place on a beach, where she stripped naked and went down on all fours, me entering from behind, pumping my meat through the slits of her cunt, while we heard the voices of tourists nearby chatting, unaware of our wild fucking a few meters from where they sun bathed.

On the office stairway we got caught by a surprised janitor who was too stunned to speak. He stood on the landing above us as I unloaded down Gina’s throat and she masturbated to an orgasm, one of her hands deep inside her panties.

One of Gina’s favorite role playing games is to dress as a high school girl and pretend I am the high school principal that makes her strip in his office and forces her to suck his cock, then bends her over the desk and fucks her ass, while she begs him no to do it, yet enjoys it to explosive orgasms.

“Oh, please, Sir,” she would say, “please don’t make me suck your cock.”

“Eat it, Gina,” I would answer, “Eat my cock.”

“No, please,” she would say as she teased with a pout, “Please don’t make me suck your fat cock and swallow your load. I’ll be a good student, I promise…”

“Suck my meat.”

Her mouth would engulf my dick in a wet, velvet feeling and I would fuck her face until my load rolled on her tongue and she swallowed before licking me clean.

She is a first rate cocksucker who knows how to slide her head back and forth at a rythm, her teeth nibbling the head. Excellent licker, nibbler, swallower. Every time is magic.

Gina also likes my meat inside her generous ass. She times me as I am ready to come, then squeezes her cheeks tightly, draining every drop from my twitching dick. I’ve been dating Gina fairly steady for almost a year, although we both indulge openly with others. In fact, she has brought a girlfriend – an attractive woman in her forties named Lynne- into the equation.

Threesomes with Gina and Lynne are unequaled for sheer excitement. Lynne is a jogger and tennis player, a woman with short hair, a hard ass and lots of energy. She –like Gina- swings both ways and I entered her tight ass while she put on a strap-on cock and fucked Gina as I fucked her. It was blood boiling time when both rolled in bed naked, kissing, mouth to mouth, tit to tit, two hairy mounds pressing against each other, cunts grinding together.

There is nothing finer than a threesome with two sexy, mature women that enjoy fucking, licking, sucking, eating, swallowing, humping, grinding until all senses explode and one is left breathing hard, covered with sweat and sex, part of a pile of warm flesh that has shared a common erotic experience.

I’ve had good adventures with mature women and the last one started a few months ago. I came back from shooting a rum advertising spot in the Bahamas and I had a week off before the next gig, which was a pilot about a crime family in Florida. Being a man who enjoys his free time, I decided to smoke a joint, go for a stroll around South Beach and have a beer with some pals, since Gina was doing a video edit in Orlando.

I hit a few tokes of a mellow Jamaican red blend and walked towards Ocean Drive, the heart of Miami Beach. It was early afternoon and the sun baked the streets as tourists and the locals filled the sidewalks, dressed in bikinis, shorts, T-shirts, jeans, tube tops and sandals…

The woman that walked across in front of me near the former Versace mansion reminded me of Melanie Griffith. She was dressed in corporate female attire, an earth tone suit that did not show, but yet enhanced the fact that this was a full fleshed woman in her mid-forties with a mature, sensuous body.

“Hello Shelley,” I said and she turned around, looking surprised.

Shelley Townley –wife of Fred and mother of two- was a friend of my parents. I had known her since I was a kid and she had been the object of many wet dreams during my geek teen years.

“Eduardo,” she said as she hugged me, “This is a surprise I haven’t seen you since you left Tampa.”

“That’s almost five years ago,” I said, “What are you doing in South Beach?”

“Work,” she answered, “My kids grew up and four years ago I went back into the work force. I work for a chain of hotels based in Tampa and we have four of them in Dade and Broward counties, so I come to Miami Beach every few weeks to meet with the managers. I just checked in and was looking for a place to eat lunch.”

“Let me take you to a place I know and I’ll treat,” I said.

“Don’t be silly, Eduardo. I’m on the expense account. Pick a place and I’ll pick up the tab.”

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Eduardo had grown to become a handsome man, not a pretty boy, but a well-groomed, rugged looking youth quite different from the gawky, thin teenager of ten years ago.

I was glad to have lunch with him that afternoon. I had arrived in Miami tense from an argument with my husband.

Fred, the man I married twenty-five years ago, has matured into a mousy introvert that is more concerned with his engineering company than in having a life. He is overweight and boring, with little sex drive and a patronizing attitude that angers me.

After my daughter married and my son joined the military, I went back to work full time. I used my work the same way my husband did, the job becoming my life as my husband and I drifted apart even more.

After four months without sex and little conversation other than shallow, every day talk, I drove from Tampa to Miami Beach in a depressed mood. I felt alone, unwanted and sexually starving.

I am a woman with a healthy sexual appetite, having enjoyed several lovers before marrying, while still in college. I did not cheat on my husband during our twenty-five years together but four months without sex had made me hungry for a man. The trip to Miami Beach provided an escape from home and a chance to masturbate in quiet solitude.

It has come to this, I thought as I drove off I-95 towards the beach, it has come down to lunch and dinner alone and masturbating in the hotel room. How am I going to please myself tonight? Perhaps lay fully naked on the bed, touching myself, fingers probing inside me while I pretend a handsome stud is touching me… or I could do it in the tub, laying down, the stream of water pounding my clit while I rub the soap bar up and down the folds of my cunt… pretending the hard soap is the head of a creamy prick.

Masturbation has become my release of energy. I think a lot about cock, about having a stranger fuck me, stick his meat deep into me and ride me to orgasm. I see men on the street and I picture them naked, their hard dicks at attention. I need to hold a dick, stroke it, lick it and take it inside me until the rush feeling overtakes and one moves and grinds, sometime drifiting off to sleep… when I check in I’ll go have lunch and maybe go down to the swimming pool or the beach for a while, then back to the hotel room, dinner alone and a round of masturbation to help me sleep.

Tomorrow morning I’ll have four meetings and then back to Fred in Tampa on late Friday night.

I was resigned to a lonely time in Miami Beach when I bumped into Eduardo. I did not think of us in a sexual way –not then- but I was glad to see him because it meant someone to talk to and share lunch. I know his parents and I have seen Eduardo grow from a stringbean teen into a handsome actor.

We went to lunch at a Cuban restaurant, where we feasted on roast pork and sweet plantains. The conversation started with talk about our neighbors in Tampa and talk drifted to his acting career, as I told him I had seen three of his movies.

“Which ones?” he asked as the waiter served us a Chilean wine.

“The one where you deliver a pizza to the psycho killer.”

“I had four lines in that one,” he said smiling, “the second one?”

“You were a bartender.”

“Only five lines but I was in the background in six or seven scenes.”

“In the third one you played a limo driver.”

Eduardo did not say anything right away. It was because of a nude scene in the film, a scene when he is caught in bed with his employer’s daughter. He streaks naked across the room and jumps out the window. The camera shot him from behind for about three seconds.

“I had eleven lines, background in several scenes… I liked that movie,” he said.

“Me too,” I said, “You had an interesting scene.”

“Nudity doesn’t bother me,” he said quite candidly, “I’m very liberal when it comes to nudity or sex. I think the scene worked well. It was more funny than erotic.”

“I couldn’t do that,” I said, “I could not do a nude scene like that…”

“Really?” he said, smiling, “Too bad. I would pay to see that movie.”

I felt my face flush red with both embarassment and excitement. Was he making a pass or was this just teasing conversation?

“Thank you, Eduardo,” I said attempting to regain some composure, “That’s a nice compliment for a woman my age.”

“It’s the truth,” he said bluntly, a slight sneer on his face, “You are a very exciting woman.”

“I could be your mother.”

“But you are not.”

I took a zip of wine.

“This is a strange conversation,” I said, “are you coming on to me?”

“Of course I am.”

I was stunned. Half an hour after seeing Eduardo for the first time in years, this young man was trying to seduce me. I was very confused. I had never considered cheating on my husband, but I was frustrated and vulnerable and this young man was flattering me, making me feel desirable… It had been a long time since I had felt flattered or desired.

“You are very quiet,” he said, “Have I offended you?”

“No… but I’m stunned.”

“Why?”

“Because… I’m almost twice your age. I know your parents…”

“Shelly, you are a knockout. You look like Melanie Griffith.”

“You are joking…”

“You are an exciting woman and age is not a factor. I am dating two women that are older than me. Gina is thirty-five and Lynne is forty-four.”

“Two? You are a sneaky one,” I answered, attempting to lighten the moment.

“There’s nothing sneaky. I date them both at the same time.”

I was stunned.

“You mean…?”

“Yes, Shelley I do threesomes with both women.”

I stared, open mouthed and Eduardo smiled.

“So,” he said, “If you tell me that you are happily married and you don’t want me to pursue this, I understand. It’s just that I’m attracted to you.”

I did not answer. The waiter was clearing the table as I looked down at the linen covered table, flushed with confused embarassment and sexual excitement.

What do I do? I thought. I am a married woman, a mother, yet this conversation alone has made me wet. I have never considered doing this, but here’s the chance. He’s young, strong and has a washboard stomach. Instead of playing with the shower water on my cunt, I could have his cock inside me. I have only had my husband for twenty-five years. Do I want to do this?

Eduardo dropped a few bills on the table and held my hand gently.

“I only live about five blocks from here,” he said, “Let’s go to my place. I have an excellent Chilean wine you will enjoy.”

I stood up without saying a word and walked alongside him towards his apartment, to commit my first act of adultery with a twenty-four year old youth.

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I was in no hurry.

I had read the desire in her, seen it in the body language as we had talked at the restaurant. When I mentioned my participation in threesomes, instead of repulsion I saw a flash of hunger, her lips sucking in air slowly, in delighted surprise.

My apartment is located on Drexel Avenue, with a fourth floor location in a six story building.

“You keep the place clean,” Shelley said.

“I try. Relax, drop your purse anywhere and check out the balcony view while I serve us wine. By the way, do you smoke weed?”

“What?” she said, “Are you abusing drugs?”

“I smoke weed, Shelley. That’s all. So did you in college, didn’t you?”

She was surprised by my answer but smiled after a few seconds of pensive thought.

“That was a long time ago.”

“Time to recapture your youth,” I said, “I’ll roll a couple of joints and serve the wine. Go enjoy the balcony view.”

She was nervous and I was not in a hurry. I joined her at the balcony with the wine and weed. My balcony is big enough for a couple of lounge chairs and a small tea table. We sat next to each other, smoked a joint, drank a half bottle of wine and talked some more.

I did not talk about us or about what we were both really thinking. Instead, I told a couple of anecdotes of movie actors. She seemed to relax and asked a few questions about the life of an actor. I told her about the long hours of rehersal, the cattle calls and the frustration of constant rejection when one is passed over for someone taller or shorter, older or younger, to fit a casting profile.

“Plus,” I said, “there’s the training in between. I study dance at an adult education center to keep up with that part of the game. I take sax lessons, read up on acting, watch my weight. I work out six days a week. Besides the dancing classes, I also roller blade or bike ride several miles a day and I do isometrics.”

“You are in great shape,” she said and I saw the flash of lust on her face.

“I am all yours, Shelley.”

“Oh, but…” she was flustered, suddenly blushing, “I mean… look… I’m married and older than you…”

“It’s okay with me. I can be totally discreet.”

“I couldn’t. I’m married.”

“Then why did you come up here?” I asked, “You came to my apartment of your own free will after I told you I was interested in having a liason with you. Why did you come up here?”

Shelley looked down and did not answer.

“You want me to seduce you,” I said, “that’s why you came here. We have had some wine and some smoke and now I want to go inside to my bedroom and make love to you. That is a possibility. The other one is you decide you do not want me and I’ll walk you back to your hotel and never again mention the incident.”

Shelley still did not answer.

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When Eduardo confronted me, asking me why I had come to his apartment, I was left speechless.

I knew I wanted it to happen. I knew it the moment we stood up from the restaurant table to walk to his condo. Now, however, I felt confused. I wanted Eduardo but years of upright behaviour were interfering. Should I?

Eduardo lit a second joint and we smoked in silence, four or five minutes without a word being spoken.

“You look like Melanie Griffith,” he said, breaking the interlude, “and I have always desired you. Do you remember the summer both our families went to Sanibel Island? I was fourteen and when I saw you in that green, two piece bathing suit, I went crazy. You looked so fine.”

“I remember that bathing suit,” I answered, “but that was ten years ago.”

“That’s a long time to desire a woman,” he said, “and not have her.”

I smiled. He stood up from his chair and stretched out his hand.
is hand.

“Come,” he said, “let’s go to my bedroom.”

I took his hand. I was nervous and very excited. As I stood up from my chair, he reached for me, pulled me gently towards him and kissed me.

I was crossing the line and I was going to enjoy every second.

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We started out by making out on the living room couch, kissing and nibbling like teenagers. Shelley was bursting with sexual energy. Her lips were soft and moist and her breathing was uneven. I undressed her slowly, touching, probing, teasing with my fingers as I kissed her lips, neck and forehead. She made little whimpering sounds, tiny moans of pleasure as her body trembled slightly and she opened herself to me.

We kissed each other’s face, neck and shoulders. I nibbled her breasts, my teeth and tongue teasing, chewing, playing with her, doing things that excited her. She moaned loudly, making animal noises. We walked naked from the living room to the bedroom and reached for each other in bed.

Shelley had a thick, hairy bush and I buried my face in it, licking at the clit, feeling her respond with a small jerk of her body. We went into a sixty-nine position and I tasted her sweet juice and felt the feverish heat of her warm flesh, as I licked her clit and folds, swirling and swallowing.

I grabbed her round asscheeks with my hands, opening her slit even more as she pushed into me, face fucking me as she let out an animal moan and her mouth covered my cock head, her tongue rolling around the shaft. I kept on eating her, my hands feeling her tits, the fingers rubbing the hard nipples as she continued licking me, raking my balls with her fingernails.

“You like this, Shelley?” I asked, “Do you like the way I eat you and the feel of my cock in your mouth?”

My words were magic. The moment I said them, she looked at me, her eyes glazed and she shivered in orgasm.

“Good girl,” I said, “That’s the first of many to come. Now, keep licking me. I am going to come in your mouth.”

We were both in heat and we developed a good rythm, her head bobbing up and down on my cock, my hands holding her head, guiding her to my tempo. I was deep inside her mouth and it was a sweet feeling,

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I cheated on my husband.

While he sat around his engineering office in Tampa, I was in Miami Beach, buck naked in a strange bed, sucking a young actor’s thick, fat cock.

His cock was thicker than my husband’s and the hardness was forged iron.

I had crossed the line into a new realm. After years of straight marriage and bland sex I was now sucking a young man’s meat as he returned the favor, his face between my legs. It was dirty and I was very aroused. Once I crossed the line, I did not feel guilt, but only enjoyment at the feel of the cock in my mouth. His hips moved back and forth and his meat slid on my wet tongue.

I sucked him hard as my nails raked his balls, while he grasped my ass and ate me to a smooth orgasm.

He ate my pussy with expert finesse, with a rythm. He tongue fucked me, licked my gaping wet slit from top to bottom, backwards, then bottom to top, nibbling at my clit. I had a smooth, very nice orgasm and he touched me tenderly, reassuring me as his hips increased the speed tempo of the sliding cock in my mouth. I wanted more. I sucked his cock hard and he exploded in my mouth and I swallowed.

Three minutes later, I was still trying to catch my breath when I felt the tip of his cock brushing against my cunt.

“Oh,” I said, “You are still hard…”

Eduardo was above me, his weight coming down on me, his fat cock sliding into the wet folds of my cunt. He pumped his hips, pushing his dick deep into me and I responded, grunting with animal pleasure, opening my legs more, feeling his meat lodged tight inside me.

Sex had never been so erotic or wantonly wicked. I contracted my cunt muscles, squeezing his thickness and he gasped in delight. I was loving his cock inside me. I rolled over, now on top, opened my legs wide and pushed down on his thick head, feeling his hardness inside me. I was filled with lust and the more Eduardo talked to me, the more excited I became.

“I like this,” he said, “I like my cock inside you…Shelley, you are so wet…I love to bury my cock inside you.”

My husband never talked much during lovemaking and the language Eduardo used, aroused me beyond belief.

“Yes,” I said, “Yes…fuck me, talk to me.”

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I fucked her with passion, with desire, moving my hips, my meat dancing inside her. She moaned and tightened her cunt as I pumped my hips in grinding motion.

“Oh, Shelley,” I said, “I love being inside you…You are a sweet fuck…”

“You are a sweet fuck also,” she answered, “Fuck me hard… give me what I’m not getting.”

The remark about her husband surprised me, but if that’s the way she wanted to play, I was willing to roll with it…

“Yes,” I said, “I’ll give you what you want. What do you want?”

“Your cock, Eduardo. Fuck me with your fat cock.”

“Am I a better than your husband?”

“Oh, yes, you dirty boy… you fuck better than he ever did…”

“Here, Shelley…feel it? How deep I am? Look at me while I fuck you… look at me… look at me while I fuck you.”

Our eyes locked and we pushed, groaned and exploded in orgasm together, as we lost ourselves in each other’s stare.

There’s nothing better than a mature woman.
I woke up as the sun was going down. Opening my eyes, I looked at Eduardo next to me, his tanned, naked body stretched out on the bed, his cock resting on his thigh.

I had cheated on my husband with a younger man and I did not feel guilt, only an elation born out of a choice of free will. I had enjoyed an incredible series of orgasms with my former Tampa neighbor whom I had known since he was a boy.

I liked it, liked sucking his creamy cock and feeling his mouth between my legs or the way he entered me and I contracted my cunt, squeezing his meat as he rode me and talked to me in a way my needle-dick introvert husband would never have…. I had crossed the line into a new realm. After years of straight marriage and bland sex I had sucked a young man’s meat and let him fuck me as he made me beg for his cock and admit that he was giving me what my asshole husband did not, could not give me, for Eduardo had imagination.

It had been raw and dirty sex and I was very aroused, more than at any other time in my life. Once I crossed the line, I did not feel guilt, but only enjoyment at the feel of the cock in my mouth, at the bumping of his hips against my ass and the heat and spasms that ran through my body as I climaxed.

“Hi,” Eduardo said as he opened his eyes, “Are you ready for a tour of South Beach?”

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Shelley and I smoked another bowl and walked out into the Miami Beach night breeze, walking towards Ocean Drive where the cafes were packed and crowds of sunburnt tourists mingled with the locals.

We made some small talk and sat on a sea wall with the sound of the surf at our backs. Then the conversation turned to our adventure together.

“It was great,” she said, “I enjoyed it very much.”

“The night is not over yet. There’s more to enjoy.”

“And I come to Miami Beach every few weeks,” she said boldly, “and I would like to do this again.”

I smiled and nodded my head.

“Sure thing,” I answered, “I’d like that a lot.”

We walked around the beach some more and stopped off at a Washington Avenue tavern, where two beers reinforced the buzz and once again the conversation switched to all things sexual.

“These women you date…”

“Gina and Lynne.”

“Are they lesbians?”

“No. They just enjoy sex. Gina is Puerto Rican, divorced with two kids, thirty-five and a video technician. She’s working in Orlando tonight. Lynne is forty-four, also divorced, no kids and is a partner in a shoe boutique where a pair of high heels can sent one into bankruptcy.”

“And you? I mean…”

“Yes, both at the same time or one at a time and sometimes they do each other. It’s really nice. Actually, nice and dirty. Are you interested?”

“I…. I’ve never…”

“There’s always the first time,” I answered, “Gina is out of town but Lynne is only a phone call away. I could tell ask her over for a drink at my place and if it happens…then it’s cool. If you don’t feel good about it, then it’s just you and me. Is that good?”

Shelley was dumbfounded, stunned. She did not answer.

“I’ll take your silence as a yes,” I said as I dialed Lynne.

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I was totally stunned. I had arrived at Miami Beach eight hours before as a faithful wife and mother. In the eight hours since arriving I had smoked marihuana, cheated with a twenty-four year old actor and after some lustful sucking and fucking, I faced the possibility of my first encounter with another woman.

Lynne turned out to be a sexy looking woman with a firm body, dressed in a linen skirt and peasant blouse, sans undergarments, the outlines of her nipples showing through the thin material.

We drank a decent Chilean white wine and smoked two full bowls as we talked about our work, places we had visited and books read, with brief pauses of anticipation.

I walked out to the balcony for a breath of air.

Do I want this to happen? I thought. Do I? Bad enough I have sucked and fucked a young man who could be my son, the neighborhood kid I had know since he was nine, now I might have my first experience with a woman. This is not moral, not the way I was taught… but I have been looking at Lynne and wondered how she will taste… her scent. I had never done this, but I was wet thinking about it, wondering…

When Lynne came to the balcony and kissed me, I did not resist as I felt -for the first time- the taste of a woman’s kiss. I followed her into the apartment and we kissed as we undressed each other and Eduardo -buck naked- sat on a chair across from the bed where Lynne and I joined in a naked embrace.

We went down on each other, me tasting a woman for the first time, feeling her juices on my lips and face. It was so wicked and dirty, so unreal and erotic that I was feverish with desire. I buried my face in Lynne’s mound and lapped her clit as she licked me, her face between my legs, teasing my clit. We bucked and she grabbed my hair and pulled my face deeper into her wet snatch, opening more, pushing, humping upwards, pressing her wet slit against my face while her lips kissed the sensitive bud between my legs.

We took turns, switched and she was above me, touching, probing, kissing, nibbling, whispering in my ear how much she was enjoying taking me…. We were in heat, kissing, licking, our senses making us feverish with desire and raw lust. We nibbled on each other’s nipples and frenched our faces.

I tasted her and felt the feverish heat of her warm flesh, as I licked her clit and folds, swirling and swallowing. Eduardo then joined us, as Lynne reached up and grabbed my round asscheeks with her hands, exposing the rosebud hole. I realized that I was about to be ass fucked while a woman lapped at my cunt. I was almost screaming with desire, with years of sexual frustration living with a bland husband.

He had lubricated his cock with wine and he went in swiftly, sinking to the hilt, making me press down harder on Lynne’s face as her tongue darted back and forth between his hard cock and my burning slit. It hurt but I went from pain to a sexual rush that made me totally orgasmic. I began to moan and he asked me if I liked it and I certainly did.

“Fuck my ass,” I said, “fuck me deep…oh yes, crack my tight ass, fuck me hard….Oh, fuck my ass deep…I love your dick in my ass…oh, yes, fuck my ass!”

“Does your husband fuck your ass like this?” he teased.

“My husband… does not fuck me in …oh, oh…. yes….”

“What about Lynne? You like her?”

“I love the way… she eats pussy.”

We rocked back and forth, pounding a rythm, fucking, licking, the room filling with animal moans, her mouth buried into my slit, her tongue flicking out, licking the clit, his balls and his shaft as it slid into my asshole.

All three of us exploded together, screams and moans filling the room as we felt the whip of orgasms, lightning jolts rushing through our bodies.

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Friday morning Lynne and Shelley went off to work. Shelley promised to get together with me in the afternoon, before she returned to Tampa. Before she went to her hotel room to change for work, I asked her how she enjoyed our three way with Lynne.

“It was my first time,” she answered, “and it won’t be my last.”

“Would you like to try two men before you return to Tampa?”

She smiled a lusty grin and nodded her head.

I located Ramon by lunch time and he came to the apartment to have a couple of beers and wait for Shelley to be finished at work.

Ramon is also a working actor. Like me, he has had a dozen movie parts of small proportions, being typecast as a bandit, hoodlum, bouncer or biker, since he is six-three and two hundred-thirty hard pounds of muscle. He has a rugged face with a drooping mustache. We party together often.

“People think actors have it made,” he was saying as he polished off a Bud Light, “but I’m telling you, I just spent four miserable days in the Everglades shooting some real low budget flick in which my two big scenes are where I play an escaped convict that kills a farm girl and then gets killed by a park ranger. Four fucking days of sweating under a heavy sun and kamikaze squadrons of mosquitoes and flying vermin all over the place. Did I mention snakes? One came slithering across the path as we walked. Scared the shit out of me..”

“I just came back from the Bahamas,” I answered.

“Lucky dog.”

There was a knock at the door and I answered. Shelley was dressed in a denim blouse and wraparound skirt. She had checked out of the hotel and had four hours of playtime before returning to Tampa.

“You are right,” Ramon said as he met Shelley, “She does look like Melanie Griffith.”

Shelley blushed like a schoolgirl.

“You are also an actor,” she said, “I recognize your face.”

They chatted for a while, drinking beer, toking a bowl. Shelley seemed at ease and I began to get good vibes.

I felt up Shelley as we talked. She gasped when she felt my hand grasping a breast, but did not protest as I teased her, fingertips tracing the outline of her aureoles against the denim shirt cloth. I could see her eyes glaze with desire and another hand went to her ass as Ramon watched us calmly.

“Why don’t we adjourn to my bedroom,” I said, “and give Shelley a good memory for the ride back.”

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I had lost all inhibitions and was a willing participant in an act of wild screwing with two young actors who could be my sons, but were not, and they fed me their cocks and I loved every second. Yes, I wanted cocks and tongues in every hole and to feel two pairs of hands on me at once.

My ass was pressed against Eduardo’s belly, his cock inside me while Ramon stood in front of me and rubbed his salami dick on my face, caressing my neck with the tip of his fat cock. I was starving for him, for the thick tube of flesh between his thick legs.

“I want to suck your cock,” I heard myself saying, “Please fuck my mouth.”

Eduardo grasped my waist, pulling me as Ramon leaned forward and entered my mouth with his thick dick. I sucked hard, thrilled, making moaning animal sounds, my body shaking with the fucking from behind while the fat cock moved back and forth on my tongue.

We were moving and moaning, cock inside cunt, hardness inside me, filling me in cunt and mouth. Sex had never been so wild or dirty, raw in its lust of flesh. I was burning, exploding in orgasms. Small orgasms and big orgasms and thrilled at the feel of a young cock in my cunt as a hard young man fucked me so and I sucked the other one, teeth nibbling the thick mushroom head. I felt the motion of the fucking as stroked and licked. I contracted my cunt muscles, squeezing Eduardo’s thickness and he groaned in delight behind me.

As I sucked and fucked, I thought about my husband Fred, sitting in his Tampa office doing his numbers on the computer screen. You won’t find out, Fred, but now, right now, your loving wife is being fucked in mouth and cunt by two hard, young studs. Can you imagine this, Fred? Me, your loving wife and mother of your children is being used by two hard cocks. Oh, Fred, you should see this, me with a mouthfull of young meat and I love it, love it totally. Look at me spread my legs for someone else, Fred. His dick is so hard, Fred, so young and full of power. I am the Queen Whore of the Universe. Young cock is so tasty, Fred….and Fred, you should have seen me eating pussy, my face buried in Lynne’s hairy mound. She tasted sweet and she nibbled my clit softly…. the hell with you, Fred.

Ramon spurted a long rope on my face making grunting noises as he came and Eduardo held on enough to climax together with me. I felt an orgasm as I’ve never thought I’d experience, a tremendous jolt as I bucked back slamming into the hard dick of the young man behind me. It was incredible! The orgasm was amazing, a deep one that jolted my body in a flash.

I moaned loudly and Eduardo increased his pumping motions, his wet cock sliding back and forth on my hole. I moaned as he climaxed and then screamed in pleasure as my body twitched with fulfilled desire and my insides filled with the warm liquid of the intruding cock.

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I had dreamed of Shelley but in my wildest dreams I would not have imagined her such a willing fuck. In twenty-four hours she had done deeds with three people and performed admirably well.

“It’s raining,” I said as I looked towards the balcony, “There’s your excuse to stay the night. Call your husband on your cel phone and tell him it’s raining hard and there’s accidents up ahead and you are going to stay in Miami Beach and will leave in the morning.”

She stared at me with a dazed expression, unsure of whether to choose marital duty or sensual fun.

“Call him,” I said, “I am expecting Lynne and you can enjoy all of us. Lynne has a strap-on cock that you will love. We will have a foursome.”

She called and talked to Fred, talked to her husband on the phone while my fingertips pressed down on her mound, my cock rubbed against her ass cheeks and I lightly pinched her nipples. Oh, but the good housewife and mother pressed back against me, opening her legs, letting me slide into her as she talked to her husband. I think she really enjoyed that part, me fucking her as she told her husband how the rain made driving difficult. She gasped from my fucking, but Fred thought it was the wireless connection breaking up the conversation.

It is rare to find a woman who can lose her inhibitions totally and without guilt but Shelley was the one, the middle-aged sensualist unleashed, a willing player of the flesh. Shelley was a sexual beast unchained, reborn.

I grabbed my pants from the floor and started dressing as Shelley looked at me questioningly.

“I’m going down to the store to get party supplies -munchies, beer, wine- and I’ll be back in twenty minutes. Ramon will keep you company and Lynne will be here any minute.”

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I had become a total slut and crossed strange boundaries.

Talking to Fred on the phone -while Eduardo felt me up and then entered me- had been a wild moment that had turned me on tremendously. As I talked to my husband this young man placed his hand between my open legs and I responded by spreading them wider.

“Traffic is very bad, Fred,” I said as Eduardo’s fingertips pinched my nipples, “and it’s raining hard…”

Eduardo’s fingers moved lightly over my slit.

“It’s very wet,” I said in an answer that applied to both, “It’s wet and slick. So, I might go back to the hotel or get a room around here.”

“Sure,” Fred answered as Eduardo pushed me forward and entered me from behind, “Stay the night, eat a nice dinner and get some rest. Relax”

“I’ll try,” I answered, as Eduardo rammed his cock into me, making me gasp.

“The signal is breaking up.” Fred said, mistaking the gasp and pause for a weak phone signal.

We said our good-byes over the phone as I gasped once again as Eduardo pressed against me, my ass against his belly, his cock sliding in an out of me and he came, launghing, delighted like a little boy that has pulled one over on an adult. I enjoyed it also, cuckolding my husband over the phone.

Less than five minutes after Eduardo left, I was straddling over Ramon, letting his thick meat slide into my wet cunt.

“Oh, Ramon, you have a cock like a horse…. yes….oh….. fuck me good…. you are so much .. bigger than…my husband….fuck me with that donkey dick….”

Ramon was not very vocal but his cock was huge and he knew how to push, pump and twirl it inside me, sending electric waves through me. I had never had so much fun in my life as in the last twenty-four hours and I still had a full night ahead of me.

Then Lynne arrived.

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I came back with two armloads of goodies to find Ramon naked, stretched out on a Lazy Boy, beer in hand.

“Where’s Shelley?” I asked.

“In the bedroom with Lynne,” he answered, “I need to recoup… I’m fucked out, man.”

“I’m not,” I answered, “so you can put the groceries away.”

Both women were naked. Shelley was face up the bed and Lynne was standing near her, stroking a thick strap-on dildo that stood erect between her legs.

“Join the party,” Lynne said, “we can both use some real cock.”

“Go ahead and start while I undress and toke a little. This should be interesting.”

Lynne moved between Shelley’s legs, the mushroom head of the rubber cock rubbing against Shelley’s slit. As Shelley moaned in delight, the head penetrated her mound, followed by a smooth slide all the way to the hilt. Lynne picked up the pace, moving in and out with rapid strokes as Shelley opened her legs wider and moaned.

They were locked in a rhythm, Shelley asking to be fucked harder and faster and Lynne pushing and grunting, her tongue licking the other woman’s cheeks.

As I undressed and lit my bong, they changed to Shelley going on all fours in the doggie position. Lynne entered her with the strap-on once more, this time pumping from behind real slow, working a slow rhythmic pumping, her fake cock penetrating and sliding with slow, long movements, teasing, almost pulling out before plunging back in deeply.

Shelley was moaning, whimpering, grasping the bed sheet and I waited for her and Lynne to finish each other off, exploding in a moaning, orgasm, both collapsing together, their sweaty, shiny bodies clinging together in a hug.

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Being fucked doggie-style by Lynne, the thick strap-on cock entering my cunt as her hands grasped me by the waist, was a mind blowing experience.

Yesterday I was a good wife ; today I’m a toy for two young men and a woman. My husband will never know. He was in his office, downloading statistics in his computer while I sucked and fucked Ramon and Lynne then took me with that strap-on cock.

After Lynne finished with me, Eduardo straddled my face and I licked his balls and deep throated his meat while I thought of Fred, my needle dick husband.

Oh, Fred, if you only knew how your wife has become a wanton slut. Yes, Fred, right now, while you are looking at blueprints and invoices, your sweet, darling wife is swallowing a hard, stiff, twenty-four year old cock. Yes, Eduardo is calling me a cocksucking artist.

He’s ready to come, Fred. You will never know this side of me, my husband. You will never know how your wife was fucked and used by two young men and a woman and how she will come back every month for some more cock and pussy.

He’s coming, complimenting me as he spills his cream inside my mouth, then marks my face with his wet dick.

“I’m going to enjoy coming down to Miami Beach every month,” I said.

“Shelley, we are all going to enjoy you.”

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