LITTLE LOO
Sandra Small took a sip of her piping hot cup of coffee as she scanned several new reports that had been left on her desk by her boss, Mr. Olsen. It was still not quite eight o’clock so the office was still pretty empty. Sandra liked to get in early before the daily onslaught of e-mails, phone calls, and voice mails would inundate her. It was a quiet time to get her paper work taken care of without the constant interruptions that were a normal part of her business day. She was just about to slice open another piece of mail when out of the corner of her eye she spied little Loo Wong setting down in her desk on the other side of the office. “Good morning, Loo,” Sandra sang out. “Uh, good morning Mrs. Small,” the young Asian replied. Sandra smiled to herself at the over courteousness of the young woman and shot back, “What did I tell you about last names, dear?” “Please call me Sandra, after all we are coworkers!” “I-I’m sorry, Sandra,” Loo replied softly, “I’ll try to remember that.” Even though the Loo was an overly respectable young woman, she usually was quick with a quip and quite out going. But today she seemed different, almost standoffish. A slightly concerned Sandra put down the paperwork and made her way over to Loo’s desk.
“You okay, hon?” Sandra asked gently while giving the little Asian a quick once over. “You don’t seem like your regular self.” Loo used a handkerchief to wipe a thin film of sweat from her forehead and replied, “I-I’ll be all right, I just feel a little light headed.” Now Sandra was really getting concerned! Loo’s face was a pasty white and her eyes didn’t have their usual sparkle. Now taking control of the situation Sandra took the young woman by the arm and offered, “Come with me, I have some aspirin in my purse.” “I’ll be okay,” Loo protested. “I’m sure you will,” Sandra replied firmly, “but we’re going to go to the restroom to get you cooled off.” Realizing that it was useless to argue with the older woman Loo let herself be led along the long corridor the woman’s bathroom. Once inside Sandra dampened a washcloth and gently wiped the perspiration from Loo’s face. “Better?” she asked. “Yes,” Loo answered softly. Sandra was just about to head back to their office when out of the blue Loo broke down with sobs and uttered, “I’m sorry Mrs. Olsen, but everything’s not all right!” Sandra stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face the crying woman while asking gently, “I’m a good listener, dear, now tell Sandra what’s bothering you.”

Sandra put her arm around Loo’s shoulder and gave her a hug while waiting for the young woman to explain herself. Finally after blowing her nose and sniffling she offered in a hushed voice, “I-it’s a female problem.” “Is that all?” Sandra asked with obvious relief. “That’s normal for a woman your age, believe me, I know!” Loo shook her head from side to side and replied, “It’s not that kind of problem, Mrs. Olsen.” Sandra, looking a little confused, asked, “I’m sorry, dear, tell me exactly what’s bothering you.” “I-I’m too ashamed,” she said with her head bowed. “May I show you instead?” Sandra’s heart was literally breaking as she watched the poor thing looking so forlorn, so without a moment’s hesitation she whispered, “Of course you may, I raised three daughters of my own!” Loo looked around as if to see if they were alone and asked, “C-can we lock the door, please?” Sandra smiled at her tiny charge and quickly turned the handle on the dead bolt lock and nodded for her to continue.

The cute little Asian then took a deep breath and slowly lifted the hem of her skirt until it was well past her tiny waist. Then with her free hand she tugged down her pale pink panties, exposing her vagina to Sandra’s wide eyes. “My gosh!” Sandra gasped. “How long has it been like this?!?” “About a month,” came the quiet reply. What was so stunning was that Loo’s smoothly shaven vagina was incredibly puffed up and in an obvious state of extreme sexual arousal! The little organ was flushed wide open and oozing a steady flow of Bartholin’s fluid. Even more incredible was that the poor dear’s clitoris was engorged to the point that it was largest such organ that Sandra had ever seen! Even when her own daughter went through the same type of condition, Sandra couldn’t remember Connie’s clit ever even approaching such a enlarged condition. Seeing little Loo standing so helpless with her skirt pulled up made Sandra’s own vagina contract involuntarily and drench her own panties with a generous gusher of pussy juice. After clearing her throat she asked softly, “Is it like this all the time?”

Loo nodded her head sadly and whispered, “I’m constantly on the edge, mother said all of the women in her family went through the same thing.” She said that Aunt Miki never did out grow it.” “How do you, um, take care of it?” Sandra asked. “Well,” Loo replied, “my mommy sucks me just before I leave for work in the morning, and at night my boy friend takes care of me.” “I see,” the older woman replied softly. “As I see it we have to figure out what to do during the day.” “Is that right?” Loo nodded her head guiltily and replied, “I-I’m sorry to have bothered you with my problem, Mrs. Olsen.” “What did I tell you to call me?!?” Sandra replied with a smile. “Uh, Sandra,” Loo answered softly. “That’s right,” Sandra replied, “now don’t you worry about a thing, I think I have a solution to your problem.” “You do?!?” the young woman asked excitedly. “What is it!?!” “Tell me, please!!!”

Sandra chuckled a little at Loo’s excitement, but then in a quiet voice replied, “As I see it, you need someone to orally satisfy your vagina at least twice during the day.” “And I’d be very happy to perform the task.” Tears filled the young woman’s eyes as she blubbered, “Y-you don’t have to do that, Sandra, I-I’ll be all right.” “Nonsense!” she retorted. “Now come with me into the stall so I can sit down on the john!” Struggling to walk with her panties down around her ankles, Loo shuffled along behind Sandra into the empty stall. The older woman plopped her big ass down on the stool and beckoned the young girl forward. When Loo’s pussy was only a foot or so away from her, Sandra reached out and cupped her tiny ass while pulling her forward a few more inches. Then after taking in a deep breath of the little Asian’s sweet aroma, Sandra leaned ahead and let her tongue slither out into the sweetest and wettest pussy she had ever tasted! “Oh, Sandra!” Loo gasped. “T-that feels just wonderful, ohhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyy!!!” God she tasted divine! What a succulent little pussy this girl had! It was even better than her daughter’s at that age! What was even more arousing was Loo’s clit! At least three quarters of and inch long and hard like a tiny little cock! Each time her tongue snapped over its little head the poor girl shook and moaned in pure delight! After a good five minutes of hard licking and sucking Loo’s legs buckled slightly as a powerful orgasm slammed into her excited little organ. Her whole body then trembled as wave after wave of pure unadulterated pleasure wafted through her entire body! When it was finally over she collapsed onto Sandra’s lap while trying to regain her lost senses!

“Feel better?” Sandra asked gently while caressing Loo’s cheek. “Oh yes,” she sighed softly. “But I think I have something I can do for you.” “What’s that, dear?” Sandra asked. “After mommy sucks my pussy she always lets me tongue her until she has a nice hard cum of her own.” Sandra smiled to herself as she thought back to the times when her own Connie would want to orally satisfy her in the same way. “Are you sure you want to?” Sandra asked while all the time knowing the answer. “Oh please let me!” Loo pleaded. “I hope that you have a hairy pussy,” she then added under her breath. “I just love a nice thick hair pie!” “You little minx!” Sandra scolded with a laugh. “All right, dear, I guess it’s okay, now off with you then and let me get my knickers down!” Little Loo slipped to the floor and watched with rapt attention as the older woman stood up and hiked down her panty hose with one hard shove. “Is that hairy enough for you?” she asked quietly. Loo’s eyes were as big as saucers as she stared a the incredibly hirsute jungle that was covering Sandra’s drooling cunt! After making an audible gulp the little cutie replied thickly, “I’m gonna really enjoy this!” Then after making eye contact with the older woman she leaned in and buried her tongue in the hairy mass, searching for the hard little button she knew was hidden inside!!!

Sandra quickly opened her top, allowing her massive breasts to fall out onto her round tummy. She grabbed a thick nipple in each hand and twisted them roughly while the little cunt lapper did her thing on her bulging mons! Sandra had been sucked by a lot of men and women, but no one she could recall could compare to the motor mouth that was attached to her organ like leech! “Suck me, you little bitch!” Sandra moaned while lifting a nipple to her mouth and biting it hungrily. “Oh yessssssss, right there, do mama’s big hard clit!” She needn’t have asked, because if there was one thing that Loo knew about, it was sucking cunt! She bored in hard and fast on Sandra’s distended little clitty, and after a bit of gentle teasing, brought the middle aged cunt to a bone jarring climax! Her hips bucked forward nearly knocking the little Asian over, but Loo gamely hung on until the last vestiges of her cum slowly ebbed from her shaken body! “Oh my,” Sandra sighed, “you are a cunt lapping machine.” Loo giggled and infectious laugh and replied, “Now just remember you promised, at least twice a day!” Sandra reached out to caress the young woman’s face and replied, “And that’s a promise that will be easy to keep!!!”

THE END

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Before she started to move she took one of my hands from her tit and placed it on her furry muff and guided my thumb to her clit. She didn’t have to tell me what to do! I started rolling her clit under my thumb and her hips started rocking, slowly at first and then faster and faster. During the fifteen or twenty minutes that Patty rode my cock she had three or four orgasms and the last was very intense and triggered me to shoot my wad. As she was cuming she screamed, “Ohhh yeah baby that’s it let me have it all!” She collapsed onto my chest, mashing her mammoth tits against me. We were both breathing to hard for a kiss, but after we had caught our breath we kissed and Patty pressed her pussy down to keep my pecker inside her seething cunt as long as possible. When I finally slipped out Patty said, “Ohhh Lee you were just great! I don’t think I could stand to do that again tonight. Let’s wait until tomorrow night.” I had to tell her that that was out, because dad and mom were going to have the car the next evening. “Well then how about next Friday? I guess I can make myself wait that long.” She said.

We sat there, playing with each other’s bodies for nearly an hour and then Patty said, “Lee I think I’d better be getting home or my parents will be worried.” I had two fingers buried in her pussy and after I removed them I brought them to my face and, after inhaling her sweet scent, I put them in my mouth and licked them clean. Then I pushed her back against the seat, knelt between her legs and buried my face in her tasty pussy. I took her clit into my mouth and made her cum three more times before she begged me to stop.

On the drive home she took my limp cock out and stroked it. We hadn’t been driving more than ten minutes before I was as hard as iron and she lay down in the seat, put her head in my lap and slipped my cock into her hot mouth. When we pulled into her driveway all the lights in her house were out and she finished the blowjob. That was the first of many blowjobs that she gave me and it was the first blowjob I’d ever had and was, by far, the most memorable! I guess a guy always remembers his first blowjob.

I guess Patty had as much trouble keeping her mouth shut as Mary Ann had, because in less than a week two of Patty’s “nice girl” friends let it be known that they’d like me to ask them out. Well if that’s what they wanted I’d have to accommodate them. I did and instead of going to a movie or something I took each of them to the place where Patty and I had parked and fucked them both, not at the same time, of course, but many times before they graduated

I remember one particular Saturday that winter. On Friday, at school, Patty told me that her parents were going to be out of town the next day and asked me to come over after lunch. When I arrived at one o’clock Saturday afternoon Patty was dressed in a pair of shorts and a halter-top. Just inside the door she threw her arms around my neck and as we hissed I untied her top and when she leaned back I pulled it off. It was the first time I’d ever seen her gigantic tits in the light and, after ogling them for a minute or two I couldn’t resist getting one in to my mouth. As I sucked and tongued her nipple she giggled and said, “Oooo Lee that feels wonderful.” She let me tongue lash her nipple until she had a small orgasm and then she said, “Let’s go up to my bedroom.”

As soon as we were in the bedroom we stripped off our clothes. Patty’s eyes were glued to my hard pecker and she said, “God Lee, I don’t believe it, you’re beyond huge, you’re enormous.” She took a step toward me and I said, “Don’t move I want to look at you.” She smiled and stood still. “Patty you have a beautiful body.” I said. She said, “Oooo I’m glad you like it.” With that she took my hand and led me to the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and with one hand she hefted my balls and with the other she softly caressed the length of my cock. I let her fondle it for a for a few moments and then said, “Lie down.” But she had other ideas. She said, “Huh uh, you lie down.” I lay down and she turned and put us in a sixty-nine. Before I shot a load of fresh, steamy cum into her mouth I had her cuming like a stampeding herd. As she had when she gave me my very first blowjob she gulped down the entire load. Before I left, late that afternoon we had made love three times in addition to the sixty-nine.

For the rest of my high school days I never had a shortage of pussy. Word of mouth advertising, by satisfied “customers” really works. There were always girls (nice girls and some not so nice) that wanted to see for themselves if what they’d heard was true.

When I graduated I accepted a full scholarship to play baseball for a major university. My reasons for accepting their offer and not others I had been offered were pretty simple. First the university had both a fall and a spring baseball season and they had lost, through graduation, their middle infield (shortstop and second baseman) so I stood a good chance of making the varsity squad my freshman year.

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We were away and we were playing because the time was ours to do whatever we wanted to do. I was yours for the weekend.

I was blindfolded and I lay on my back with my legs spread wide for you. I felt your tongue on my clit and you were licking me ever so lightly. You didn’t want me to cum, not yet… but then you stopped…

I felt the bed move a little as you knelt between my legs and then the coolness of lube made me jump a little so you touched my clit, and rubbed it before slipping first one finger in to my pussy, followed by another. I felt them touch my g-spot for a second before you slipped the third finger inside me.

The feeling was incredible. Your three fingers rubbed my g-spot, and you could feel my body quivering. You had found the right spot, but as much as you wanted me to cum you wouldn’t let me. Not yet… You felt me pushing back against your hand and you knew I wanted more. You slipped the fourth finger inside me and began fucking me… and suddenly more lube dribbled down my pussy and onto your hand and that was when I felt you sliding your thumb and your hand inside me. I relaxed, allowing your whole hand to enter my body. And I felt myself pushing down onto your hand trying to get more of it inside me. I felt so open to you and so full. You pulled your hand out for a second and covered it and your wrist in more lube and before I had a chance to catch my breath you pushed it back inside me. Each time you pushed in, you pushed your hand deep inside me.

It felt so good and I moved with your hand and the faster I pushed back on to you, riding you, you fucked me harder and faster.

You rested your hand on my mound and your thumb on my clit and you rubbed it fast, trying to get me to cum for you. I wanted to so much but until you told me I could, you knew I wouldn’t. But it felt so good and those feelings I get when I am close to cumming were there and I was on the edge and I wanted to cum for you… I thought I was only begging you to fuck me, but you heard me telling you to…. And you did, you fucked me hard and you knew I was so close to cumming… when you stopped…

Slowly you eased your hand from my pussy and it was open. I felt open and I went to close my legs for a moment but you stopped me.

You moved again for a moment and then I felt the coolness of an object pushing inside me. The narrow side first. It was a bottle, a wine bottle that you had asked me to bring with me. It went in so deep, and you kept pussy. I felt you slowly start to fuck me with it, but then you stopped and told me to fuck myself with the bottle and to play with my clit at the same time.

I was so horny and I needed to cum and I wanted to, for you… I held onto the end of the bottle and began to move it slowly in and out of my pussy. And it felt so good because I knew you were watching. I hadn’t started playing with my clit yet and when I felt you take my hand in yours and press it to my clit, I knew I should play.

It felt so right, fucking myself with the bottle for you. And all the time I knew you were watching. I could feel my pussy, throbbing, it was aching and it felt so full. And I could hear you telling me to fuck myself, to fuck myself faster and to cum…

I did… in and out of my pussy, I pushed and pulled the bottle and each time I did, it caused my clit to throb and my orgasm was building up and I just couldn’t get over the edge until you leant over and kissed me, I came… for you, while I fucked myself with the bottle. When my breathing returned to almost normal, you slowly pulled the bottle from my pussy and asked me to turn over. I wasn’t to kneel, I was to lay on my tummy and spread my cheeks for you. I did.

You straddled my arse and pressed the head of your cock to my puckered hole. Pressing down the head slid into my ass, it was then that you moved a little until the entire length of your cock was buried in my ass. You fucked me hard, not stopping until I felt you and heard you cum, showering my bowels with your hot cum….

That night Andrea had no problem getting to sleep. A few hours later she was awoken by the sound of rustling tent flaps. Wiping the sleep from her eyes she thought how strange that was since there was no wind at all outside. She adjusted the crotch of her panties which had knotted up in the crease of her buttocks and rolled over to go back to sleep when the lantern suddenly lit
up.

Andrea sat up on her cot and squinted toward the front of the tent, the light temporarily impeding her sight. “Who’s there?” she asked. Then as she regained her vision, Andrea gasped aloud at the sight of a tall figure wrapped in clean white bandages standing at the foot of her cot. He wasn’t menacing and the archeologist was too worldly and intelligent to be frightened. She arose from bed and stood right before the mysterious figure. With one hand Andrea reached up to his head and began untwining the cloth
wrapping. Moments later the grinning face of her young assistant Roger was revealed.

“Roger, you son of a bitch!” Andrea laughed aloud. He smiled in return and said, “I came back to your tent last night but you didn’t hear me. You seemed kind of wrapped up in something there on the cot on your belly.”

Andrea gasped, “You saw me?”

Roger nodded, still smiling. “I couldn’t help but watch until you finished.”

Andrea considered his words and then said, “Well, speaking of being wrapped up in something…” and leaned forward and continued unwrapping the layers of bandages that encased him. Roger’s naked torso was soon revealed. Andrea paused when she got to his waist and then continued. She unwrapped his hips
and then his pelvis to expose his groin and is nicely shaped and sizable cock and balls. Andrea knelt to finish the unveiling and now Roger stood totally naked above her.

“Why did you wait three months for this, Roger,” she asked her young assistant.

“I wanted you from the first day of the project,” he answered in a serious tone, “But I didn’t want to get distracted from the task. But, now…” he said with his voice trailing off and then reaching down to pull her up from the tent floor he took her into his arms and kissed her.

Nudging her back to the cot Roger tenderly removed Andrea’s bra and panties. He pushed her gently down to sit on her bed. The teaching assistant’s huge cock was throbbing inches away from the gorgeous professor’s face and she leaned to take the bulbous tip of it in her mouth. Roger moaned as she moved down to take more of his swollen shaft between her lips.

Roger pulled her head away from his groin and pushed her down onto the cot. She parted her golden tanned thighs as he climbed on top of her, his chest crushed against her soft bosom, and they kissed passionately. Roger placed one hand beneath Andrea’s shapely ass and lifted her slightly before slipping his turgid cock into the welcoming moist warmth of her pussy.

Her young assistant and Professor Merlot fucked slowly for well over an hour until they both surrendered to the sweet rhythmic tide of sexual release. Andrea nearly cried when she climaxed. She hadn’t felt a man inside her hungry body in over three months. As she came again and again, Roger moaned
and exploded into the depths of her yearning pussy, spurting jet after jet of his huge creamy load into her.

As they drifted off to sleep later, Andrea thought to herself, “If this is the curse of the mummy then I’ll be damned!”

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I was working late at the garage one night, trying to get a car fixed and ready to be picked up first thing the next morning. The other mechanics had all gone home, and so I was by myself, which is the way I prefer to work. I had my head under the hood, and had just found the problem when I heard footsteps. I turned around to see who had joined me.

She was probably around 15 years older than I am, maybe around 45 years old. She had red hair, her shapely lips were lipsticked a dark red. She was in good shape, and she was dressed to show her body off. She looked at me tentatively. “I’m sorry to bother you”, she told me, “but that’s my car you’re working on. Do you think it’ll be ready tomorrow morning? I have an important appointment.”

“Sure thing”, I told her, discreetly looking her up and down. If you like older women - and I do - she was hot. Her face was mature, but not wrinkled. She was busty, and her breasts were large, just a little low, and very full. She was a nice, ripe shape, and her legs were slim and tapered. Her ass looked round and filled her tight skirt to perfection. “I just found the problem here with your car. It’s just a little thing. Would you like to see?”

She pursed her lipsticked lips, then nodded. I moved to the side, and gestured that she should move to where I was. She came, then leaned over the engine. When she bent over, it made that older butt of hers look even better.

“If you look over here” I told her, indicating a spot, “you will see a bulge in the hose here. Can you see it?” I asked her.

When she shook her head no, I moved closer to her, and gently turned her head in the direction of the hose. I also pointed closer. “Can you see it now?” I asked her.

“Oh, yes” she responded. “I surely can. Is that the part that is making my car overheat?”

As she asked, I felt her round, ripe buttocks brush the front of my jeans. I assumed it was an accident, but I felt my cock begin to grow. “Yes, that’s the problem part” I told her. “It’s slowly leaking out all your coolant, and then the car doesn’t have enough left to keep itself cool while you’re driving”.

“And you say it will be ready tomorrow morning?” she asked, her voice low and husky.

“Yes, ma’am” I told her. “I’m staying late just to make sure your car will be ready for you first thing when the garage opens.”

This time, the pressure of her buttocks against my cock was firmer. Was she grinding against me deliberately? She didn’t seem the type, but she wasn’t moving away. I didn’t want to offend her, but her soft, firm butt was pressing gently against me, and I was almost fully hard. I felt a little self-conscious. It’s not every day that a sexy older woman comes into the garage and starts rubbing against my dick.

“You’re a lot younger than I am, I think” she told me, licking her lips. “How old are you, about 30?”

I nodded, unsure of whether I should make a move, and going wild as her beautiful ass kept moving against me. “I love younger men” this sexy milf told me, removing the doubt from my mind.

She began moving her ass back and forth against the front of my pants, making me squirm as my cock began to throb. I allowed myself to rub my dick - still in my pants - against her warm, pliant buttocks. Oh, man, this horny milf was making me crazy!

Before I could decide what to do, she turned around and carefully unzipped my pants. Gently she pulled out my hard rod, holding it in her hands and stroking it gently. I gasped softly as her hands carressed my shaft. Through this sexual haze, I was a little concerned that someone might come into the garage and catch us. Then she bent down and I forgot everything.

Without any messing around, this gorgeous milf slid my cock all the way into her warm, wet mouth. She pulled her head up a little, then went down on me further. My meat was deep in the back of her mouth, and even touching her throat. She gulped a couple times, and the head of my dick felt the swallowing motion. Then she began to suck on my cock as she moved her head up and down. I was in heaven.

She was unbuttoning her blouse as she sucked, pulling out her big boobs. And they really were huge - like the girls in a big tit magazine. I had never seen such big breasts in person. I reached down and squeezed them as she sucked and slurped on my cock. They were warm, and soft, and I found them fascinating. I tweaked her nipples as she swirled her tongue around my rod, and pinched them. She groaned a little, and her eyes half closed.

I kept pinching the nipples on those magificent tits as she began pumping her head up and down on my dick, keeping suction on it all the time. I felt myself swell even harder as I pounded her mouth and throat, and she obviously wanted every inch of me. I’ve never had a woman take every inch of my cock this way, and knowing how deep she wanted me to fuck her throat was an unbelievable turn-on. I thrust my hips forward again and again, choking the cock-hungry older milf with my meat. I loved it when she had to gasp for breath, and I loved feeling her excitement as I kept playing with her big nipply boobs.

Finally I couldn’t take any more - I felt like I was going to explode as I pounded harder and harder into her mouth, and then I was shooting a load of hot, thick cum down her throat. As I came, I watched her face. She was choking but swallowing every drop of the load I was pouring into her.

At last, I was finished, and I found I didn’t know what to say. She stood up, buttoned her blouse, and smiled at me, a really sexy smile that was even sexier to me because her makeup and hair were messy from the oral pleasure she had given me. She looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes, licking her lips.

“Thank you”, I said, really meaning it. “I’ll be sure your car is ready in the morning. I’ll throw in a tuneup and some new plugs - no charge.”

“Why, thank you” she said, and left the garage, her heels pounding as her ass bounced back and forth in her tight skirt.

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The Bishops

At twenty-four I had only been out of college for two years and was working in the accounting department of a large, national electronics firm. Frank Bishop was one of the firm’s salesmen. A man of forty-three, Frank was about two inches short of my six foot three, in addition he was a skinny, and I do mean skinny, specimen. Frank’s territory covered a two state area, requiring him to spend a lot of time away from home. I didn’t know Frank very well just well enough to say “hello”.

I had seen Frank’s wife, Nan, a few times, but had never been introduced to her. Nan Bishop was, I judged, about five years younger than Frank. She was a petit lady, standing only about five foot two inches, in height, and weighing about one hundred five pounds. Her hair was jet-black and from what little I had seen of her she had a flawless complexion. Her stomach was flat, her waist narrow and her hips nicely flared. Her legs were nicely shaped, but the most outstanding thing was the size of her tits! On her small frame her 36DD tits were enormous!

Each year, at the end of summer our company president held a dance, at his home (it was more like a mansion), for employees. I attended, even though I had no date. At the dance the drinks were flowing freely and after a couple of scotch and waters I got into the mood of the night and after dancing three or four times with various of the young secretaries I was approached by Nan Bishop. “I believe this is my dance.” She said. I had no idea why she had selected me as a dancing partner, but what could I do? Here was a sexy, thirty-eight year old lady asking me to dance with her. As we danced I tried to keep a respectable distance between us, but Nan pulled me close and, soon the constant pressure and friction of her belly rubbing against my cock had it swelling to erection!

Not wanting to be embarrassed by walking around with the huge bulge in the front of my pants I danced her toward the open French doors and when the music ended I slipped outside to cool down and let my throbbing pecker relax. I hadn’t been there more than two or three minutes when I heard a footstep behind me. Before I could turn Nan had her arms around my waist and her head on my shoulder. From the odor of liquor I knew that she had had at least a couple drinks. Her hands slipped down to the front of my pants and she traced the length of my swollen pecker with her fingers. After she had slid her fingers up and down the length a couple of times she grasped my zipper and, after lowering it managed to extract my dick! As she did she whispered. “Is your dick as big as I think it is?” I was so shocked by her bold actions that I couldn’t answer. For a minute she held my cock in both hands and slowly stroked it. Then she stepped to my side. The light from the house provided enough light that she had a good view if my ten and a half inch cock. “My God!” she said, “It’s even bigger than I thought! I never imagined that anyone had a dick so BIG! I mean Frank’s is nearly nine inches, but in the last year he’s lost interest in sex. For a while I thought he had another woman, but I’m sure that that isn’t the case. He just don’t want to make love to me anymore.”

For a minute or two she was content to ogle and slowly stroke my rigid tool. Then she took my hand and said, “Come with me.” I attempted to put my dick back in my pants, but Nan said, “Don’t bother, I’m not finished with that marvelous thing just yet.” I couldn’t believe my ears! No woman I had ever screwed had been so bold. Taking my hand, she led me around the side of the house to a small patio. The patio was much darker than the one we had just left, still there was enough light to see. After stroking my cock for another minute she said, “I just can’t believe the size of your dick! I mean I can’t even get my hand around it!” Her next move was a surprise, she squatted down and after kissing the tip she opened her mouth wide and slipped the head past her lips. I felt her tongue circling the head and, later (I’m not sure how much later. Her tongue felt so damned good that I lost track of time) she pressed her head forward allowing about five inches of cock to slide between her lips. I placed a hand on her head and started pumping her sucking mouth!

The face fucking lasted no more than three or four minutes, then she stood, reached under her dress and removed her panties. Turning to the low railing of the patio she pulled her dress up and placed her hands on the rail. “C’mon.” she said, “Let me have that monster before someone misses us an comes looking for us.” I wasn’t waiting for a second invitation! I stepped behind her and dropped my pants and shorts. Before I entered her juicy pussy she looked back over her shoulder and said, “Take it slow and be gentle, Frank’s dick isn’t nearly soooo big!” I did as she asked; I entered her slowly, using several short thrusts. The most surprising thing was that a woman as small as Nan Bishop was able to take the full length of my cock, several women I had fucked in high school and college, women bigger than Nan, hadn’t been able to. When I was buried, up to the balls, she whispered, “Please don’t move. I want to get used to having soooo much cock in me.”

Of the dozen, or more women I had fucked in my life none had had a cunt as tight as Nan Bishop! I remained motionless just as long as I could stand it, which wasn’t very long and then I started hammering her defenseless cunt hard and fast! I hadn’t bedded a woman for over a month so I knew that I wasn’t going to last very long. Thank God that Nan was so turned on by the size of the pecker invading her eager pussy that she had three or four orgasms before I said, in a voice just above a whisper, “I’m gonna cum!” I must have filled her cunt to capacity, because when I slipped out of her warm nest she said, “What am I going to do? I can’t go back in there like this.” I asked, “What’s wrong?” She laughed and said, “Baby you filled me completely and now your hot stuff is running down my legs!” I laughed and, after taking out my hankie, said, “Raise your dress and I’ll see what I can do for you.” I dried our combined secretions from her legs and pussy and when that was done she slipped on her panties and smoothed her dress, I pulled up my shorts and pants and we returned to the dance, one at a time.

Shortly after returning I noticed Nan talking to Frank and nodding in my direction. Soon after they left the party.

I spent the rest of the weekend trying to devise a plan to have another go at Nan Bishop’s ultra-tight pussy. I needn’t have bothered! On Monday morning I got a call from Nan. “Good morning lover.” She said, “Whatcha doin’ this evening?” When I replied that I had no plans she said, “Well, in that case why don’t you drop by and pay me a visit? Frank’ll be out of town all this week and we’ll have the place all to ourselves.” I thought about her invitation for all of a millisecond before accepting. Nan said, “Good! I’ll be expecting you at seven.”

At seven that evening I drove slowly past the Bishop home. I wanted to be sure that Frank’s car was not in the driveway. I continued around the block and parked around the corner from her house. At about ten past seven I rang Nan’s doorbell. The door opened at once, revealing Nan dressed in a short robe. Before I stepped inside she said, “Thank God you’re here. I was afraid you’d changed your mind and I’ve looked forward to tonight ever since the night of the dance. I just had to see you again.” As soon as the door was closed behind me Nan threw an arm around my neck. Her other hand went to the front on my pants. I had had a prodigious hard on ever since I left my apartment and now she gripped it firmly through my pants.

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Now just any older woman cuts it for me. Anybody can hook up with one of those trailer-trash variety that ends up on the on-line porn sites. What I look for is class. Rich women with powerful ex-husbands, floating in money, who haven’t had a good satisfying fuck in a while. As much as you might not believe it, these women are not as hard to find as one one might think. Their pussies ache young hard cock and they want that “boy” that will make her feel young again.

By January, I was getting tired with the college girls. I was over the freshman girls- they were fun for a while, but they are just too much work. So I decided to try and find myself one of those hot older women, a MILF if I must. See I came to college with three goals for my love life. The first one that I knocked down was the Asian. I had always heard that they have really soft skin and are very kinky in the sack. From the two I’ve done I can honestly tell you there is a lot to be desired. Second, I wanted a threesome- which guy doesn’t huh? Well, easy enough for a frat boy. I had that one done before I was done pledging my fraternity freshman year. So now came number three- the mom!

A Friday night in January seemed as perfect as ever. I left my friends for a while, saying I had to meet an old friend from home in Buckhead (the happening place of Atlanta). I jumped into my Range Rover (earned it all myself- no help from Daddy) and headed over to the Suisse Hotel- by far the nicest hotel in Atlanta- puts the Ritz Carlton to shame. The Suisse Hotel in Atlanta is located in Buckhead across from the Ritz and in its hotel is the best restaurant in town- the Palm. I knew what I was doing, and hoped it would lead me to sex. I took my cigars (Ashton of course) and headed inside, dressed to the T in black slacks and a burgundy chenille sweater. The lobby of the Suisse is immaculate. Winding staircases, a beautiful grand piano, leather couches, marble counters, and the such. I sat down in one of these leather couches and made myself at home. I took out my cigar and started smoking it. When I sat down there were two gentleman sitting across from me, also smoking. The three of us talked for a few minutes until they finished their cigars and retired for the night.

Minutes after the two men left, four gorgeous older women came into the lobby after just finishing their meal at the Palm. These women, you can tell, were of standing. The first stood about 5’6 had long blond hair, had a couple of face lifts, wore a shirt that showed a good deal of cleavage, and had jewelry that would make the Queen jealous. The other three were very attractive too, but nothing like the first. To my delight, the other three met up with three men, presumably their husbands and left the first women to herself. And even better, she sat down across from me and started smoking a cigarette. I introduced myself to her and her to me. Her name was Lois, she had been divorced 2 years and her kids had left for college around the same time. She was very wealthy, and after prodding, I found out her husband was a top executive at one of the Fortune 500 companies in Atlanta. She has dinner with the same three women every Friday night, and after their husbands pick them up she retires to her house, the penthouse at the Suisse. We got to talking for about a half of an hour while we both finished smoking. I told her where I was at school, where I worked, and we just had great conversation. When she finished her second cigarette, she invited me to have a drink with her at the bar. At this point, I had a good feeling that I was in. We continued our conversation side by side at the bar. She ordered a Johnny Walker Black and I got a Kettle One Martini (my favorite drink). About half way through our drink my hand managed its way to her thigh, and it stayed there with no resistance. I rubbed her leg for about 5 more minutes until she took my hand in hers and slowly guided it to her waist. Without hesitation, I slipped my hand down her pants (over her underwear) and continued rubbing her leg. At this point, we had both finished our drinks and Lois excused herself to the bathroom. Now I wasn’t sure. Had I gone too quick? But my answer came soon enough. When Lois came back she paid the bar bill and opened up her purse. What she showed me inside were her white silk panties. And let me tell you- they were wet. The ball was now in my court, as this bird was sweating my cock. She took my arm, and we continued arm in arm across the hotel to the elevator.

Once alone inside, Lois hit the PH button all the way at the top. I let go of her arm and standing in back of her, placed both my arms gently around her. I planted a small delicate kiss on her neck and just rested my head against her for the rest of the trip up. Once out, we walked to her apartment and went in. It was gorgeous! Their was artwork on every wall that made the place look like a museum. The view was astonishing, as windows surrounded the entire apartment. As beautiful as it was, sight seeing would have to be done later. Lois showed me to a seat and went to pour us two more drinks. By the time she got back, I couldn’t keep my attention on anything besides her. My 7-inch (thick too) cock was rising to attention and I could tell that Lois’s pussy was dripping and that she had no panties to catch it. Lois put the drinks down in front of us and came to sit on my lap. After one sip, I knew I wasn’t going to have any more of that martini. I pulled her in and gave her a breath-taking kiss that lasted for what seemed like ages. What really turned me on was a good kisser, and Lois was perfect. Unlike a lot of the young college girls, Lois didn’t throw her tongue down my throat, instead we enjoyed a sensuous kiss that Shakespeare couldn’t even describe.

After our kiss, I picked Lois up and carried her into a bedroom (which I later found out was the guest room). I laid her down on the king sized bed and then placed myself on top of her. Lois reached up to give me a kiss and seconds later she had turned me over and landed on top of me. She carefully pulled my sweater off and I could tell she was in love with my hard chiseled chest and abs. She bent down and started kissing my nipples and then she continued kissing her way down my chest until she stopped at my naval. Now, I have never had a girl play with my belly-button, but it was hot and it turned me on hardcore. After she was done molesting my naval, she finally reached my pants.

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“I’ll have to see some I.D.,” Rosemary Clayton said to the handsome young man across the bar who had just ordered a beer. He pulled a wallet from the back pocket of his crisp new blue jeans, extracted a card and handed it to big breasted veteran bar maid.

“Son of a gun,” Rosemary said to herself as she examined the driver’s license, “He just turned twenty-one today.”

“Well, happy birthday Glen Haskell!” Rosemary exclaimed and handed back his license. “I’m Rosemary. That beer is on the house.”

“Thanks,” the birthday boy replied, watching as the good looking and friendly much older woman turned and bent to retrieve his beer from the cooler. None of the bars he had snuck into a few times back home ever had bartenders that looked like this one, Glen thought. Rosemary was a single mother whose kids were all frown up now and off in the world, but for a woman her age she still
“had it”; which was the primary reason she had been bartending here for many years. A great looking personable bartender with a fantastic set of boobs, a killer ass, a quick wit, and a bright smile was worth her weight in gold in the bar business.

Rosemary uncapped the beer and poured some into the glass in front of the young man and set the bottle down beside it. “So, what do you do, Glen?” she asked after looking down the length of the bar to see if anyone needed a refill.

“Just moved here from Kingfield over the weekend,” he answered. “Graduated from Kingsfield U. last week and came here to start my job next Monday. I just finished settling into my new apartment and figured I’d take a break since it’s my birthday.”

“That’s got to suck,” Rosemary said. “I mean no family around to throw a party, no friends to take you out for your first night on the town, no date for the special evening.”

“Ha ha,” the lad laughed good naturedly, “I lived at home for four years of college so my family is probably glad that I’m finally out of their hair. My friends back home need to get jobs themselves before they can think about taking anyone out, and my girlfriend broke up with me because I wouldn’t stay there in a one horse town. There’s nothing there except for the university.” He paused with a reflective look on his face then continued, “So, I’m pretty much working with a clean slate here.”

“Where’s your new job?” Rosemary inquired as she wiped up a spill a few feet away.

“At the Gazette,” the young man replied, taking a drink of his beer. “I’m going to be administering their web site.”

“That’s cool,” Rosemary said, “I can barely do anything but email people with my computer at home.”

“That’s okay,” he said lightly with a big smile, “You aren’t the only one.”

Glen admired the curve and jiggle of the older woman’s shapely backside as she turned and walked away to respond to a shout from the other end of the bar. When she returned moments later he was further treated to the delightful bounce of her round full bosom as she approached.

“You know, Glen” Rosemary said, “I’d understand if you wanted to sit here alone and celebrate you birthday and drink but Max will be taking over for me in a half hour for the night shift. There’s a great diner just down the block and I’d like to at least treat you to coffee and a piece of cake.”

Glen considered the proposition. He figured it was a sincere invitation since a woman who looked as good as Rosemary couldn’t possibly suffer from lack of male attention, even at her age. She must genuinely want to roll out the welcome wagon for the new guy in town.

“That sounds like a good idea, Rosemary,” he answered with a smile. “I never did care much for beer anyway and the last thing I need to do is get the reputation of being a town drunk,” Glen laughed.

Later, over coffee and blueberry pie (the diner was out of cake) the older woman and her handsome young companion chatted for nearly two hours. His girlfriend of the past three years, Kim, was a young gorgeous babe, but nonetheless a bit shallow. Rosemary, on the other hand, was not only very attractive but she also had the years of experience and knowledge that made her easy to talk to. For Rosemary’s part, she found Glen to be cute, funny, polite and sexy in stark contrast to most of the losers she had to deal with at the bar.

“I know we just met Glen,” she said in a more serious tone, “But I’d really like to give you a birthday present.”

“Really? He asked with a grin. “What did you have in mind?”

Rosemary leaned across the table and looked deeply into the young man’s brown eyes and said in little more than a whisper, “I’d like to take you home and fuck you silly.”

“Hmmm…” he replied thoughtfully as Rosemary took some money from her purse and placed it on the table, “Do you think maybe we could both get a little silly?” Rosemary laughed aloud, stood up, took his hand, pulled him to his feet and they
walked out.

A few minutes later at her apartment, Rosemary unlocked the door and showed Glen in. She had him sit down on the couch and then went to the kitchen for beers. Setting the beers on the end table Rosemary proceeded to kneel down on the floor in front of the

couch and undo Glen’s jeans. She managed with a bit of fumbling to extract his already stiffened cock from within.

Rosemary admired the rigid specimen of healthy young manhood for a few moments feeling pulse and strain in her hand. Then the

bar maid lowered her head and took Glen deeply into her warm succulent mouth. She wondered if his girlfriend had sucked his cock like this. Glen placed one hand on her curly blonde mane and pulled her face even deeper into his lap as Rosemary teased his turgid shaft and the sensitive tip of his prick with her tongue. “Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm…” the young man moaned.

The forty-five year old bar maid considered sucking him off all the way and letting him cum in her mouth but decided she really wanted to feel the length and thickness of his steel hard cock in her pussy. Rosemary stood up abruptly, slid her skirt to the floor

followed by her panties. She peeled her blouse over head and removed her bra.

Her enormous breasts hung but did not sag and Glen looked at them in awe. Kim had tiny cupcake-like boobs but this magnificent older woman offered him large round globed of soft creamy flesh tipped with thick hard ruby colored nipples. And unlike Kim, Rosemary was a natural blonde, her pussy lightly covered by more golden curls.

Rosemary straddled Glen’s lap and slowly lowered herself onto him. His throbbing cock pierced the tender pink lips of her pussy and then slid all the way up into the warm juicy tunnel. He buried his face in her boobs licking and sucking them with gusto.

Rosemary humped up and down his shaft and Glen was amazed at how tight this middle aged woman’s pussy was.

As the tempo of their fucking increased, Glen steadied her with one hand on her left hip and his other cupping her right buttock.

Rosemary’s breath came in short gasps a she began to cum in his lap with his cock impaled deep within her hot juicy cunt. Her

inner muscles squeezed in orgasmic contractions as she came and the overwhelming sensation sent the young man over the top, too.

Glen exploded inside her, filling Rosemary’s cock hungry cunt with tremendous blasts of young male seed, wet hot gushers of cum that slowly seeped forth from the juncture of their union to drizzle down their thighs.

The young man clung to her and they kissed as the recovered from the intense climax. Minutes later Rosemary rolled out of Glen’s lap onto the couch beside him. With that big friendly smile she looked at him and said, “Happy birthday baby and welcome to town.”

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We were away and we were playing because the time was ours to do whatever we wanted to do. I was yours for the weekend.

I was blindfolded and I lay on my back with my legs spread wide for you. I felt your tongue on my clit and you were licking me ever so lightly. You didn’t want me to cum, not yet… but then you stopped…

I felt the bed move a little as you knelt between my legs and then the coolness of lube made me jump a little so you touched my clit, and rubbed it before slipping first one finger in to my pussy, followed by another. I felt them touch my g-spot for a second before you slipped the third finger inside me.

The feeling was incredible. Your three fingers rubbed my g-spot, and you could feel my body quivering. You had found the right spot, but as much as you wanted me to cum you wouldn’t let me. Not yet… You felt me pushing back against your hand and you knew I wanted more. You slipped the fourth finger inside me and began fucking me… and suddenly more lube dribbled down my pussy and onto your hand and that was when I felt you sliding your thumb and your hand inside me. I relaxed, allowing your whole hand to enter my body. And I felt myself pushing down onto your hand trying to get more of it inside me. I felt so open to you and so full. You pulled your hand out for a second and covered it and your wrist in more lube and before I had a chance to catch my breath you pushed it back inside me. Each time you pushed in, you pushed your hand deep inside me.

It felt so good and I moved with your hand and the faster I pushed back on to you, riding you, you fucked me harder and faster.

You rested your hand on my mound and your thumb on my clit and you rubbed it fast, trying to get me to cum for you. I wanted to so much but until you told me I could, you knew I wouldn’t. But it felt so good and those feelings I get when I am close to cumming were there and I was on the edge and I wanted to cum for you… I thought I was only begging you to fuck me, but you heard me telling you to…. And you did, you fucked me hard and you knew I was so close to cumming… when you stopped…

Slowly you eased your hand from my pussy and it was open. I felt open and I went to close my legs for a moment but you stopped me.

You moved again for a moment and then I felt the coolness of an object pushing inside me. The narrow side first. It was a bottle, a wine bottle that you had asked me to bring with me. It went in so deep, and you kept pussy. I felt you slowly start to fuck me with it, but then you stopped and told me to fuck myself with the bottle and to play with my clit at the same time.

I was so horny and I needed to cum and I wanted to, for you… I held onto the end of the bottle and began to move it slowly in and out of my pussy. And it felt so good because I knew you were watching. I hadn’t started playing with my clit yet and when I felt you take my hand in yours and press it to my clit, I knew I should play.

It felt so right, fucking myself with the bottle for you. And all the time I knew you were watching. I could feel my pussy, throbbing, it was aching and it felt so full. And I could hear you telling me to fuck myself, to fuck myself faster and to cum…

I did… in and out of my pussy, I pushed and pulled the bottle and each time I did, it caused my clit to throb and my orgasm was building up and I just couldn’t get over the edge until you leant over and kissed me, I came… for you, while I fucked myself with the bottle. When my breathing returned to almost normal, you slowly pulled the bottle from my pussy and asked me to turn over. I wasn’t to kneel, I was to lay on my tummy and spread my cheeks for you. I did.

You straddled my arse and pressed the head of your cock to my puckered hole. Pressing down the head slid into my ass, it was then that you moved a little until the entire length of your cock was buried in my ass. You fucked me hard, not stopping until I felt you and heard you cum, showering my bowels with your hot cum….

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