Camping with Don

I don't think I had ever been in such darkness.  Totally pitch black.  I held my hand in front of my face and literally could not see it.  Then I was surprised to feel another hand touch mine.  I looked over and could not see Don at all.

I was laying down inside a sleeping bag inside a tent, on a camping date with my friend Don.  This was the second time I went out him; the first time, a trip to the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, turned out to be a very hot and exciting experience.

This date began with another enjoyable drive to a secluded campsite in the Colorado rocky mountains. We set up the tent; it was actually nice and roomy. Don had packed an inflatable mattress which he blew up with an electric pump attached to his motorcycle battery. It was double-sized mattress and there was still room in the around it inside the domed tent.

We cuddled up by the fire. There were a billion stars overhead. I've camped so deep in the woods isolated from any other humans. It made me feel a special bond with Don, the two of us all alone up here.

Don kissed me. I kissed him back. We wrapped our arms around each other and were soon making out by the fire. But it was a different kind of make-out. Instead of going head long into rapidly accelerating passion leading quickly to sex we took our time. We had all night, just the two of us, deep in the woods, nothing else to do but enjoy the night. We had already made love on our first date so they didn't have to worry about how far we would go. We knew we were gong all the way and we could concentrate on enjoying the ride.

We lost track of time until we noticed that the fire had died down to embers.

"Shall we move to the tent?" Don asked.

"I'd love to," I purred.

We climbed inside and zipped up the door to keep it warm. It was pitch black inside. I held my hand in front of my face and I literally could not see it.

Don hugged me and we kissed in the blackness. We unzipped our jackets and took them off, followed by our boots.

"It's chilly in here," I said, feeling my nipples harden.

"Let's get our clothes off and into the sleeping bag," I heard Don's voice say in the darkness.

I quickly pulled my sweater off, unbuttoned my jeans and slide the zipper down. I could hear Don rustling around next to me as he took his clothes off. I was starting to feel real chilly. There were goose bumps on my arms. I quickly slipped out of my jeans and climbed into the warm sleeping bag wearing my bra, panties and socks.

I felt Don climb in with me. We embraced and I savored the warmth of his body as he pressed against me. His strong arms felt good around me. I hugged him back, squeezing his hard muscles in the darkness.  I pressed closer to him. Something warm and semi-firm brushed against my groin.  I realized he was becoming aroused.

We kissed passionately as our hands moved all over each other's bodies beneath the sleeping bag. In the totally darkness my sense of touch was enhanced and I felt every muscle, on his body.  I knew one of Don's hobbies was body building and I took some time to appreciate the way he had shaped his body.

 I felt a large, strong hand on the outside on my panties; it caressed my groin. The fingers traced the shape of my camel toe.  My breath quicken as I felt myself becoming aroused.

Don's hand felt it's way back to the elastic band of my panties and then slipped inside. It moved back down and stimulated my labia, sending chills into my body.

 Both of my hands were on Don's face as I kissed him hard, my tongue probing inside his hot moist mouth.  I moved my right hand down, feeling his rugged jaw, his neck, his muscular chest, six-pack abs and further down until I reached the waist of his shorts,  I slipped my fingers in and followed the contour of his body around his hip, moved my whole hand inside the back of his briefs, gave his ass cheek a squeeze, and then slid my hand back around to the front, seeking his sex organ, I found it warm and throbbing, almost fully hard, and I wrapped my fingers around his pleasure pole. It was now so hot it warmed my fingers in the cold night.

Don's fingers were continuing to move around my vulva, exploring every crease and fold.  I shuttered as his thumb pressed against my clitoris and then his index finger stretched to the opening on my vagina.  I felt my juices flow.

My own fingers moved all around Don's penis tracing the shape of his quickly hardening phallus as I imagined what it was going to feel like inside me.  I wrapped my fingers around and squeezed the shaft.  I started jacking him off inside his shorts.  I took only a few strokes to make him rock hard.

Don's voice broke the quiet of the forest night.  "Let's get naked, baby."

Don slipped his briefs off as I slipped off my panties and bra. I kept my socks on.

We rubbed our naked bodies together and the warmth we generated felt so nice. Then I felt Don's cock rubbing against my pussy. I moved my hips around to accentuate the good feeling. I pressed my clit against the head of his cock and made several quick thrusts as the pleasure started to build and inside I could feel more of my love juice flowing in to provide lubrication.

In this absolute darkness each point of contact between our naked bodies was magnified, creating intense pleasure.

Don moved his cock down, seeking the opening to my vagina. He found it; I could feel him poking in. I could feel my opening stretch as the head of his cock penetrated me. I opened my legs so that Don could move his body between them. I could feel his cock slide further inside me as he positioned him self between my legs. We were both on our sides, snuggled together in the cozy sleeping bag, kissing tenderly as I felt his cock begin slow, gentle thrusts within my pussy.

It felt wonderful, this tender, cozy fucking, inside the tent in the middle of the wilderness.

Just like out by the fire, there was no hurry. We had all night and nothing better to do than fuck. We gently kissed and nuzzled. In the cold darkness I kept my body pressed tightly against Don's and enjoyed the sensation of his cock slowly and steadily pumping my pussy.

I shifted my hips so that my clit was pressed against his pelvis. It felt really good. With each thrust I could feel his skin slide across my clit while at the same time I could feel the skin over my clit pulled tighter as his cock moved deep inside of me.

I felt a pleasurable tingling sensation begin to grow. I stopped kissing and just laid my head on his shoulder, embracing him tightly. The pleasure grew slowly as I felt his hot hardness move steadily inside me.

I was surprised at how long Don could go, maintaining his full erection without cumming. I felt the pleasure continue to build as Don kept fucking and fucking and fucking.

We had been at it for what must have been half an hour when I could feel my heart pounding, my breath become short and fast.

"Oh God, yes," I yelled as the eminent orgasm peculated within my body.

Don put his hand on my side and pushed gently, directing me onto my back. He adjusted his position so that his full on top of me, drilling me faster and faster.

It was a wild sensation, laying on an air mattress in the pitch blackness, my body convulsing, feeling the weight of a man on me, my pussy being pounded by his furiously thrusting cock.

In the absolute darkness it could be any man.  I had been with so many since separating from my husband.  Ken, Nick, Joe, Bill, Ted, Dave, Matt, Derek, Chris, Kevin, and now Don.  So many different men; tall men, short men, young men, old men.  Each men was unique, but they were all the same.  Each man had put his penis inside my vagina and fucked me until he came.

In this tent that I had entered with Don, now deprived of my sense of sight, I focused on the pure sensation of the act.  A man's weight on top of my body, a hard shaft pushing into the very center of my being, filling my most intimate orifice, hot flesh crashing against my most sensitive spot, then pulling back, A brief feeling of emptiness inside my sex tunnel.  A new plunge as the cycle repeated. A meat piston pumping my cylinder of passion.  Pleasure building within my body like steam in the boiler of a locomotive.

The air mattress squeaked loudly in the still of the forest night, sounding like it could pop at any moment.  Then something popped inside me, a sudden release of intense pleasure shot from my clitoris in all directions from my head to my toes.  I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around the eagerly thrusting male body and undulated my hips to accentuate the pleasure as my vagina convulsed, trying to hold on to the fast moving cock.  I went into a dreamlike pleasure coma until I felt the cock make a final, deep thrust into me and then the man's body shuttered as his penis squirted its hot juice inside me.

"Wow, that was nice," said Don's voice in the darkness as he pulled slowly out of me.

"Yes, very nice indeed," I murmured.  We snuggled up together and soon fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Swaping - Megan wants the BBC

"So who got lucky last night?" Megan asked as we sat in lawn chairs in the park watching her son's baseball game.

"I went out with Derek again."

"Big black Derek?  Tell me!"

"Don't be racist Megan."

"I'm just trying to keep all your men straight.  You're the one who told me how he fit the stereotype."

"Well, he is a very well-built man," I replied wistfully.

"I'm jealous, Diana. I want to try me some of that BBC."

"You're married."

"Right.  And remember the free pass deal?  Kevin said he enjoyed hearing about me with that young guy.  And he enjoyed himself with you."

So you guys are going to have that kind of a marriage?"

"Do you mean, 'Are we becoming swingers?'  Let's take it one cock at a time.  How about we start with a double date for this weekend and in the meantime I'll bring up the subject with Kevin and see how he reacts."

"OK, I'll call Derek and set it up."

Two days later we were all sitting together in a booth at Wilson's Steakhouse.  There was some tension in the air because we knew what might happen.  When I called Derek to set up this date I told him that Megan and Kevin were toying with the idea of a wife swap.

And Derek was intrigued by the idea.  "If your friend is good looking and her husband is OK with it, I'm certainly not going to turn down pussy," he said.

When Derek and I arrived at the restaurant Kevin and Megan were already there.  As I introduced him I could see there was a lot of mutual checking out.  Derek looked Megan up and down and nodded his approval.  Megan did the same, her eyes stopping at Derek's crotch as she smiled broadly.  Even Kevin gave Derek an appraisal.  When the two men shook hands they locked eyes for a moment and I could imagine Kevin thinking, 'I wonder if I can really go through with this and let you fuck my wife.'

The conversation was awkward at first, then Derek said to Megan, "I hear you and Diana like to go clubbing together."

"Yes," she grinned, "that's kind of when this new phase of our marriage started; Kevin came up with an idea of the 'free pass,'" she looked at her husband and winked, "so I took him up on it."

Then Megan launched into the narrative of our adventure at the night club, going into detail about how we brought two young guys back to my place for hot fucking, and even included the part of the story when she came home to Kevin and they had hot sex as well.  The story made us all incredibly aroused; Kevin and Derek shifted in their seats trying to conceal their raging hard-ons.

"That was some night," Derek remarked.  "As far as I'm concerned, there is nothing hotter than a beautiful, mature wife and mother, and you really got it going on girl!  I look at the wedding ring on your finger and it turns me on even more!"

Megan murmured, "Thanks," and held up her left hand to show off her diamond wedding band.

Derek took her hand, and kissed the ring.  "You are one hot MILF, Megan."

Kevin looked on with interest.  As the waiter walked near he signaled and said, "Check please."

We left the restaurant and agreed to go to my house because Kevin and Megan didn't want their kids to come home and find an embarrassing surprise.  We all settled into my living room.  Derek and Megan sat on the sofa. Kevin and I took up observation positions on the love seat.

Derek put his arm around Megan and looked over at Kevin. "Are you sure you really want to go through with this? Anytime you feel uncomfortable just say so and we'll stop. "

"I'm totally into this Derek;  I'm very excited. "

"How about you, Diana?" Derek asked me.

"I'm excited too," I said.  "Kevin and I are going to get so hot watching you two and then it will be our turn."

"You white folks can sure be kinky. " Derek gave Megan a kiss on the lips.  He looked at Kevin.  "Still comfortable old sport? "

Kevin nodded.

Derek gave Megan a passionate French kiss. "Still? " He watched for Kevin's nod,  then kissed Megan even more passionately while groping her breast.

"Damn, that is so hot! " Kevin exclaimed.

Derek unzipped Megan's dress, slid it off her shoulders.

Megan stood up and let the dress fall down to the floor and she stepped out of it. She turned around and faced Kevin and I as Derek stood up behind her and unfastened her bra then slipped it off. She smiled at her husband while Derek nuzzeled up behind her, cupping her naked breasts and kissing the back of her neck. "That feels good, Derek. I like being kissed there and I like your big strong hands holding my breasts."

"Yeah baby, these are nice titties," Derek said as he fondled them.

"Your turn to undress. " She turned around and started tugging at his shirt.  Derek held up his arms so she could pull it off over his head to reveal his cut physique and six pack abs. Megan felt his chest and then leaned in and they began kissing with urgent desire.  She  undid Derek's belt, unbuttoned his pants, unzipped his fly as they kept their faces locked together.

I remembered the first time I got into Derek's pants and the anticipation I felt as I reached in like my best friend was doing now. I watched her face as she stopped kissing and her eyes were wide with surprise and delight. Yep, she must have his package in her hand now.

"Oh my!" Megan exclaimed. "Let's get your pants off so we can all see what you have here."

Derek kicked off his shoes and wriggled out of his pants.

Megan, now wearing just her panties and high heels, dropped to her knees, grabbed the waistband of Derek's boxer shorts with both hands and yanked them down.  "Oh my god!" She said incredulously.

Kevin let out a short whistle. "Very impressive Derek."

"Thanks, it just grew that way," Derek said with a grin.

I knew just how they felt. I was equally astonished the first time I saw Derek's manhood. I had almost considered running away at the thought of that enormous organ going inside me.  I had had a longer one when I was with Ted, but Derek was thick and long, almost ten inches and over two in diameter.  It looked like he had a third arm between his legs.

Derek's penis was engorged but not yet erect. Megan cupped her hand beneath it and held it up for inspection like a big piece of meat. "Oh Kevin, darling, this is it." She looked over at her husband. "I'm holding another man's penis.  Tell me if you want me to stop because I'm about to start suckling it until he is rock hard in my mouth."

"Sweetheart, please continue, I  want to see that."

"Thank you Kevin," Derek said, "your wife is so gorgeous. This is really great."

Megan opened wide, lifted Derek's cock up to her lips and put the giant head into her mouth. Kevin and I could see her checks collapse around the shape of the head as she sucked hard.

Kevin stared at the mother of his children going to work enthusiastically on Derek's man meat.  Sucking, head bobbing, then licking from head to balls, more sucking, hand stroking the fat shaft.

I snuggled up close to Kevin, placed my hand on his crotch and rubbed. He was already hard. I kissed the side of his face while he kept watching Megan. I looked over and saw that Derek was now almost fully erect, his dick expanded to its nine inch plus length.

I undid Kevin's pants and reached into his shorts. He startled as if waking from a dream when I began to fondle him.  "It's our turn next," I said.

"It's going to be good to fuck you again Diana." He leaned over and kissed me.

"Wow, it's really getting hot in here now." Derek said as saw what we were doing.   He looked  down at Megan and she looked up at him. "What a beautiful sight,"  he proclaimed. "Those pretty blue eyes looking up at me. Umm, umm, yes. You got me so hard; now let's get you ready, baby."

Megan disengaged her mouth from Derek's organ and said, "By all means; I can't wait to feel you inside me."  She stood up, removed her heels, slipped off her panties, and sat on the sofa with her legs spread wide revealing her nicely trimmed landing strip.

I had been friends with Megan for years and had seen her naked before, mostly while showering at the gym after workouts, I  also had been in the same room with her when we were both having sex.  Several times in college when we were roommates I'd be getting it on with John while she was on the other side of the tiny dorm room banging one of her many boyfriends.  Later, after we were both married we went on vacation together and a couple of times we shared a hotel room.  I remember hearing her moan as she and Kevin squeaked the bed springs and John and I were in the next bed making our own noise.

But tonight it was different.  Here I was staring at my best friend's vagina while I stroked her husband's penis and a man I recently had had sex with was kneeling down between her legs to perform oral sex.

Megan looked at us and smiled as Derek ate her pussy. "How are you doing, Kevin darling?  I see you have a nice boner going there."

"I'm feeling good; are you having a good time?"

"Oh yes," Megan purred as Derek slipped a finger into her pussy while tonguing her clit. "Can you believe what we're doing? We're both fucking other people. Not only that, we're going to watch each other fuck other people."

"This is an exciting new experience after 20 years of marriage."

"I know," Megan replied, squirming under Derek's enthusiastic cunnilingus. "Did you like watching me suck Derek's cock?"

"It was totally freaking awesome.  Derek's cock is ridiculous."

"Do you want to see Derek put his ridiculously large cock into my pussy?"

"Damn yes, I want to see Derek fucking your pussy with his big fat cock."

"Diana, how are you with all this?" Megan asked me. "Derek is a guy that you are dating, that you have been intimate with, and I'm having sex with him in front of you."

"I'm having a great time." I said. "You know that I'm not looking for any kind of committed relationship right now, with Derek or any other man. I'm having fun watching you two have fun as I massage your husband's  penis, keeping him at maximum arousal, so he can go wild all over me."

"Goddamn this conversation is making me hot. How about it, Derek, you ready to fuck?"

"Yeah baby," Derek lifted his face from Megan's crotch and exclaimed, "I'm ready to feel your hot white MILF pussy stretched tight around my cock."

Megan's stood up and directed Derek,"You sit down right here."

Derek quickly complied.

Megan straddled his body with her back to him and facing us in what would be called in a porn film, 'the reverse cowgirl.' She grabbed Derek's massive member and rubbed herself against it.

I lightened my touch on Kevin's penis; I wanted to keep him aroused but not make him cum.  I felt him reach under my dress. I looked at his face and saw his attention was fixed on his wife as she writhed around with Derek's cock pressed hard against her pussy.

I took off my panties, hiked up my dress and and guided Kevin's hand to my sweet spot. I felt his fingers automatically massage my clit. I joined Kevin in watching the action between Megan and Derek.  We were like two people watching a movie and munching popcorn only instead of reaching into a bucket we were petting each other's genitals.

Megan positioned Derek against her opening and began to push. We could actually see her vagina stretching around the head of his penis. She paused and took several short, quick breathes.

"How are you doing? " Derek checked," You going to be able to fit me in.? "

"I've had two babies come out this vagina. I'm not going to have any trouble getting your big fat cock in there." She gave another push to stretch herself further. "I just need to relax and take it slow." Megan lowered herself two more inches onto his phallus.

"Wow baby, that feels good! Derek exclaimed. "The first penetration of a new pussy is the best  sensation. Don't you agree, Kevin? Like recently when you first penetrated Diana, when your dick first entered her warm, moist pleasure cavern, did that feel great or what?"

 Kevin smiled at me." It was truly wonderful." He kissed me full on the mouth.

Megan started moving her pelvis up and down to fuck Derek's cock. She was already taking in almost half and with each down stroke he went in a little deeper. "God this feels good," she moaned. "You're so big, Derek. You fill me  up so nicely." On her next down stroke we could see only about two inches of shaft remaining. "I can feel you deep, deep inside me."

"Feels good to me too,"  said Derek.  "I like seeing your tight white mommy ass bouncing up and down on me.  You have a fine lady here Kevin."

"Yes I know, " Kevin replied.  "And you're doing a good job of fucking her."

"Actually she's doing all the fucking right now, but let's give your legs a rest, darling."

"Sure," Megan murmured. She stood up, allowing Derek's cock to pop out of her.  Then she climbed onto the sofa in the dogie position.

Kevin and I both leaned over to get a good view of the insertion.

Derek got on his knees on the sofa behind her. He was totally ossified, his nine inch long, two and half inch diameter pole pointed up at a thirty degree angle. He rubbed the tip all around Megan's labia. He made her squirm when he slid it against her clit. Then he centered himself
on her vagina and thrust forward.

Megan moaned as he reentered her.

"You OK?" he asked.

"Better than OK, I'm doing excellent."

"Good," he replied and then pushed all the way in.

"Oh yeah!" Cried Megan.

Derek began thrusting, taking long,slow strokes, pulling himself almost all the way out, and then going back in all the way until he moved her entire body.  After several of these he did some shorter, faster strokes for about a minute and then slowed it down again.

I was familiar with this technique because this was the same way Derek fucked me.  He was not only physically well-endowed, but he was an experienced and talented love maker, able to control his body to make the act last longer and deliver maximum pleasure to his partner.

"Damn girl," Derek said, shaking his head with a look of pleasure, "your pussy is tight!  You make my dick feel good."

"Your dick makes my pussy feel good.  Every thrust I feel a tingling from my belly to my chest."  Then she looked at Kevin. "Oh darling, thank you for letting me indulge in this naughty fantasy." She reached out her hand and Kevin held it. Now all four of us were physically chained together. Derek was behind Megan, moving his penis inside her vagina . Megan and Kevin were holding hands while Kevin's other hand was stimulating my pussy and I was fondling his penis.

"I'm enjoying it as much as you, my love."

"You really like it when I fuck other men?"

"It makes me hot. I loved hearing about you bringing that young man back to Diana's house and fucking him. And now to see you actually having sex in front of me is unbelievable."

"I know; this is wild. And it really feels good." Megan closed her eyes and seemed to savor the experience.

"You liking this Megan?" Derek asked. "You liking my big black cock fucking your pussy?"

"Oh yes," Megan cried with passion. "God yes."

"You ready for me to fill your cunt with my hot juice?"

"No, I want you on top of me Derek. I want to feel you pressing against me.  The weight of you on me is going to make me cum."

I knew what she meant. The feel of a man's body crashing against my public bone with each inward thrust really stimulated my clitoris and brought on an orgasm. But during my last encounter with Derek, his long fat penis was able to rub directly against my uterus and produce the coveted uteran orgasm. I hoped that Megan could experience that as well.

Kevin and I watched Derek pull out from behind Megan, and we leaned over again to get a good view as Megan rolled over and lay on her back with legs spread wide.

 Derek pointed his pleasure pipe at Megan's birth canal and four pairs of eyes watched him push it into her for the third time. It went in easier this time;it seemed as if her streaming hot love pocket opened up and swallowed the massive man sausage.

"It feels good going in, Derek." Megan cooed.  "You fill me up so well."

"You're a hot little wife. What do you think, Kevin? Do you like seeing me stick it into your lady?"

"I'm surprised; I did not realize how erotic it would be to watch Megan fucking another man."

Derek leaned forward, holding himself up above Megan with his extended arms and began to pump.

"Yes, that's it," Megan said dreamily.  She pulled her knees up and had her feet in the air. She held onto Derek's shoulders.  "You're giving it to me good."

A glint caught my eye and I noticed Megan's wedding ring on left hand that was grasping Derek's right deltoid. It reminded me of what a wild night this was. My married best friend was being drilled by a man I was dating. I looked down at my own crotch and saw Kevin's gold band on his hand that was fingering my cunt. I felt a surge of pleasure shoot through my whole body.

"Oh yes," moaned Megan. "I'm feeling it. I'm feeling it deep. Oh God that is good. Yes, yes, fuck me, yes."

"Yeah baby!" Yelled Derek. "God yes, your pussy feels good. I'm getting ready, going squirt. You ready for it?  Ready for me to fill your cunt with some hot black cum?"

"Yes, I am cumming . Cumming deep."  Megan wrapped both her arms and her legs tightly around Derek's body.  "Oh God.  Oh God yes! I'm cumming!  I'm cumming so good."

"Oh baby, baby." Derek cried as he thrust deep and then froze, his entire body trembling. Then he collaspsed on top of her, breathing deeply.

"Wow!"  Megan exclaimed.  "That was amazing!"

"Yeah, it sure was," said Derek.  He lifted himself up, pulled his cock out of Megan's pussy, and sat back on the sofa.

Megan sat up too and spread open her legs so that Kevin and I could see the thick white cream oozing out of her fuck hole.  "Did you two enjoy the show?"

"We sure as hell did," said Kevin.

I just nodded and smiled.

"OK," said Megan, "Your turn."

A night at the symphony

I watched Leopold's staff move with a wild abandon, going back and forth, up and down until it brought forth a mighty crescendo.  This man knew how to move his baton in ways that created a unique sensory experience.

Leopold was the conductor of the Colorado Symphony Orchestra.

Tonight I was on a date to the symphony with Ted.  This was our second date; Ted was on of the first guys I met online dating.  I would say he was the most sophisticated guy I had met.  As evidenced tonight with him taking me to the symphony and wearing a tuxedo.

I was enjoying this very much. I also dressed my best, wearing a long, black, formal evening gown with tiny sequins, my long dark hair pinned up, showing off my diamond earrings and pearl necklace.  I wore my gold watch accented with diamond chips and my gold bracelet on my other wrist.

I felt very elegant and was happy to be out with such a well-dressed man.

Ted was also the tallest man I had ever gone out with.  Six foot six. And on our first date I learned that all his parts were proportional.  I was looking forward to seeing Ted's big staff again.

I got a naughty impulse.  I place my hand on Ted's lap and as the woodwinds played louder I slid it slyly up to his crotch, feeling for the large meaty package concealed in his formal slacks.

Ted gave me a surprised, slightly incredulous look which I returned with a impish smile and moved my hand back to his knee.  He placed his hand on top of mine and we enjoyed the rest of the performance.

After the performance we stopped into a wine bar.  As we sipped Chardonnay we both surveyed all the other well-dressed couples.  I concluded that we were most elegant pair out that evening.

"What's new in your life, Diana?" Ted asked conversationally.

"Not much, just enjoying the single life," I stated.

"Right, the single life.  Meaning you've been doing some dating?"

"Sure, haven't you?"  I smiled and batted my eyelashes.

"Well, yes, I've been dating a few ladies, although I try to be a gentleman and not tell."

"I'm not trying to press, I just was sharing that I enjoy being a single lady right now."

"Understood.  I appreciate your candor.  It's nice that we can be clear and upload about expectations.  A newly single woman as attractive as you, Diana, should not be burdened with emotional entanglements.  I'm just glad you can fit to your schedule."

"Oh, I definitely want to fit you in Ted.  All the way in."

"Wow, that's an arousing statement.  Shall we drink up and head back to your place?"

"Of course; no sense wasting time when we both know what we want."

We headed up to the parking garage and climbed into Ted's big black Escalade.  The traffic was still heavy from all the other cars leaving, lined up bumper-to-bumper, waiting to wind their way out of the garage.

"It looks like it will take a while to get out of here," Ted observed.  "Shall just wait in this spot for a bit?"

"Sure.  And while we wait..." I leaned across the Escalade's big center console over and kissed Ted.  He reached back to put his long arms around me and we kissed for about a minute.  It was a good kiss, but a little uncomfortable with the console between us.  We both looked into the back at the same time.  The Escalade had lots of room in the back with two leather captain's chairs in the middle and a leather bench seat for the third row.

"Shall we move back where we have some more room?" Ted asked.

"Absolutely."

We both got out went to the back doors and got back in.  As we did I made note of how darkly tinted the windows were.  We settled into the roomy third seat while the endless line of cars crawled along behind our parking space.

As we kissed both our hands explored each other's bodies.  It felt good when Ted touched my breast through my sequined gown.

I put my hand on Ted's crotch and felt the outline of his massive package. I traced the outline of it with my fingers.  Not hard yet, but starting to be engorged.  I found the head and rubbed it through Ted's slacks.

Ted squirmed.  He paused in his kissing to look at me.  He studied my middle-aged face, focusing on my brown eyes, then he looked down at my chest where the v-neck of my black sequined gown revealed a modest amount of cleavage.  "You are so beautiful Diana.  Even more so tonight in your elegant gown.  Everything about you is gorgeous, the way you did your hair, your jewelry, make-up.  I felt so lucky to be accompanied to the symphony with the most beautiful woman there."

"Thank you Ted.  You clean up well yourself.  I love how you look in this tuxedo."  I rubbed his crotch some more and then my fingers found his zipper.  I pulled it down.

"Diana, there are people all around us." Ted looked a bit worried.

"But you have darkly tinted windows, darling."  I pulled the zipper all the way down and slipped my fingers inside.

"You are such a thrilling dichotomy Diana.  So sophisticated and intelligent yet so naughty."

"I'm smart enough to know that when you have an opportunity for pleasure there's no benefit in passing it up."  I rubbed his cock through his shorts.  It was getting warm.  I felt around and found the fly.  My fingers slipped in and I touched the bare skin of his penis.

"Oh Diana," Ted squirmed and then leaned in an kissed me passionately as I fondled his growing cock inside his Tuxedo pants.  Ted had one arm around my body and he placed his other hand on my left breast and squeezed through my gown.  He moved to the other breast and we kissed for several minutes as I fondled his cock and he fondled my breasts.

I took hold of Ted's meaty shaft and pulled it out into the open.

"We could get in trouble," Ted worried as he looked out the back window at the car two feet away, with two couples inside, looking bored as they waited for the line of cars to move.

"Yes, there's a chance," I agreed.  "Doesn't that make it more exciting?"  I stroked his shaft and thought about the last time I had this eleven inch monster inside of me. I had to contort my body just right to fit him in all the way.  It was still the longest tool of all the guys I had fucked since leaving my husband, although my first big black cock, Derek, was almost as long and much thicker.

"Going out with you, Diana, is one of the greatest thrills of my life."  He raised up my gown and rubbed my thigh around the top on my stocking.  He leaned in and kissed me hard.

I continued the stroke his cock as it got harder and harder, longer and longer.

Ted moved his hand further up under my gown.  "Oh my, we seemed to be missing part of our wardrobe," he exclaimed as he discovered I was not wearing any panties.  He pressed his hand against my pussy.

"Didn't you see me throw them onto the stage?"

"What?"

"Just kidding.  When I got dressed tonight I thought it would be fun to be among all these best-dress people and have a little secret."

"I love your little secret."  Ted's fingertip found my opening and began to rub its way inside.

I moved my hand up to the head of Ted's penis and rubbed it with my fingers.  It was leaking a tiny bit of pre-cum. Ted squirmed as I rubbed it all around his German helmet.  His cock now looked like a big floppy sausage; partially erect and curved over in the shape of an arch.

"This is making me nervous, Diana.  There are people all around us."

"Risky sex is the hottest."  I leaned over and began to suck on him.  I grabbed the middle on his shaft and stroked, my hand moving in an arc as it followed the curve.  I had his whole head in my mouth and I sucked hard.  With each stroke of my arm the curve was less and less as member filled with warm blood.

I put both hands around his long shaft and then began to titillate the end of his penis with my tongue.  I darted all around, tracing every edge and curve of the head while pumping the hardening shaft with both hands.  I felt like I was creating a work art, creating a long hard penis with each lick and stroke.

Ted had his hand under my gown and was creating a work of his own.  He had worked his long index finger into my vagina and was simultaneously massaging my clit with his thumb.  He was creating a wet, fuckable pussy beneath my formal dress.

"Oh no, people are getting into the car next to us." Ted said in a worried tone.

"Remember, you can see them better than they can see you.  Just act nonchalant; try not to look like a woman is sucking your monster cock."  I put his cock back into my mouth.

Ted chuckled.  "God you are a wild woman.  I love it, Diana."

I just kept working on him, bobbing my head up and down, taking him in as deep as my throat allowed.  Then I took it out of my mouth and licked all all around while one hand stroked and my other fluttered around, stimulating different points to see the reaction. I felt like a sculptor, creating a work of erotic art.

Ted kept working on me too, and he was getting my pussy pretty hot.  I was beginning to crave a long stiff cock inside me.

And I had now gotten Ted rock hard and ready to penetrate. I leaned back to take in the result of my oral and manual labor. It was a thing of beauty. Ted's penis was twice as long most normal male organs.  I had made it stand straight up. I wrapped my fingers around the end, wet with my spit.  I rubbed it all over, then slid my hand all the way down the shaft and back up again, making sure every inch was ossified. It was a freakish thing, way longer than any cock should be, like a grotesque broomstick jutting out of Ted's crotch.

And yet I longed for it inside me.  Deep, deep inside.

Ted moaned and then said, "You look so gorgeous and elegant, I want to fuck you with your gown on."

"Ok, if you'll fuck me with your tuxedo on.  Well you can drop your pants, but I want to see that bow tie looking crisp as you slide your giant shaft into me."

I hiked my gown up and spread open my legs while Ted rolled an extra large condom down over his massive member.

"This is great vehicle for fucking in. How many times have you done it?"

"This will be the first.  I usually manage to get my dates inside a house or hotel room before we get intimate."

"Well you and I have done that already.  Now it's time to christen this Escalade in style."

"Oh yes, we're going to christen the hell out of this vehicle," Ted proclaimed as he got on his knees between my open legs and aimed his cock at my pussy.

"We listened to some great classic music," I said, "but now let's do some rocking."

"I just hope the police don't come a knocking."

"Enjoy the thrill, baby."

Ted grinned and pushed his tip against my pussy.  He let it slide up the slit and stopped on my clit.  It felt good just sitting there, not moving, not pressing, just the weight of his massive member laying on top of my pleasure hood.  Then he moved back down and up again, pausing a few more seconds at the top before he began to move his hard head all around my vulva with gently increasing pressure.  He found my vaginal opening and gave a slight push, just enough to squeeze out some of my wetness onto his tip.  He slid back up to my clit and then repeated this several times; with each push his tip he went ever so slightly further in, spreading more and more of my love juice around my vulva.  As his cock tip visited my clit he began to make small circles, giving me pleasure quakes.

"Damn, you're a good fucker," I proclaimed.

"You give me inspiration, Diana.  I want to savor every moment I'm with you."

"And I want to savor every inch of your wonderful cock, Ted."  I lay back and closed my eyes as his pleasure wand did its magic.  It felt so good.  My heart was beating fast as pushed against my opening with a tiny bit more force and I felt that wonderful sensation of my vagina opening up and letting him in.  I felt him move about three or four inches inside before the tightness of my tunnel brought him to a stop.

Ted began to slowly fuck me with just the top part of his long cock.  "You're so beautiful, Diana," Ted whispered.  "So sexy, so desirable, it gives me chills to be with you."  He kissed me on the mouth.

I kept my eyes closed as we kissed, enjoying his short, deliberate strokes.  My pussy relaxed and I felt him move deeper, all the way into my pelvis, and his strokes went faster.  Soon I felt my tummy tingle and then a bump and a shutter went up my spine as Ted hit my cervix.

I knew he was a deep as he could get without special positioning, but I was feeling fine.  I had a good nine or ten inches of hard cock inside me; what more could a girl want?

Ted switch from fast, short strokes to long, slow ones.  Now that my birth canal was fully stretched he was able to pull himself back until just the tip was in, then move all the way in again.  He grabbed my waist to steady himself as he had to move his hips, back and knees to complete these long strokes.

I was enjoying myself.  Of course, I get the most pleasure from direct clitoral stimulation, but when a man moves inside me it pulls and tightens the skin to produce a good feeling.  And when a man like Ted is able to move in for so long and out for so long, it was a very different sensation.  A marvelous one indeed.

Ted began to vary his rhythm, alternating between fast, short strokes and the long slow ones.  It was doing the job on me; my pulse was racing and my breathing shallow.

"The traffic is letting up," Ted observed as he looked out the window during a long deep plunge.  "I didn't even notice," he said as he pulled slowly back, "that the cars on both sides of us have left already."

"Well we're not going anywhere until you make cum, darling."

"I wouldn't dream of it.  I could stay here all night, making love to your beautiful body."

Ted fucked me with a new enthusiasm.  I could feel the sexual energy build as he pumped me with his mighty penis.  I reached down and pressed my fingers onto my clit and started to message it vigorously as the long cock pounded away.  My whole body squirmed beneath Ted's large frame as my fingers struck cords of pleasure.

"Oh God, Ted, it feels so good."

"Yes Diana, you make me so hot.  My penis feels incredible."

"Yes, your cock does feel incredible.  I love being fucked by your long, long, cock."

"What an awesome woman you are."

Ted's strokes were both long and fast.  I never had so many inches per second of man meat moving through my fuck tunnel.

I rubbed my clit harder and faster and my breaths were so short and fast I could now barely speak.  "Oh, oh, oh," was all I could say.

"Yes, yes, yes," Ted responded, out of breath himself.

I felt electricity flowing through every nerve of my body into my clitoris.  Then a wave of pleasure washed over and my head started to spin as my vaginal muscles contracted, over and over, squeezing the penis that filled it.

"Oh God, here I cum," Ted uttered as he began his own contractions, his big body shuttering on top of mine.  His hands were tight around my waist and he shook me like a rag doll as his body forced semen down his long urethra and out the tip, only to crash against the end of the condom that was pressed against my cervix.

Our two bodies were locked together for many long seconds, both of us trembling, as I felt pleasure from head to toe.

"Oh yes, that was good," I proclaimed as my orgasm subsided enough to let me speak again.

"Yes that was incredible. I can't believe we just did that." Ted said as he pulled himself out of me and took care of the cum-filled condom.  "I haven't had sex in a car since I was a teenager.  And never with people so close by."

"Isn't it good to feel young again?"

"Yes, Diana, you make me feel young and of, so alive."

Megan gets a phone call

Megan was upstairs in the master bedroom gathering the laundry.  The kitchen was cleaned up from breakfast, the kids were out with their friends for the day, and her husband Kevin was over at her best friend Diana's house helping her with chores.  Her cell phone started playing George Thoroughgood's Bad to the Bone, which was Kevin's custom ring tone.

"Hello darling."

"Hey, Megan, I'm here with Diana.  I have you on speaker," Kevin began.

"Hi Megan," Megan recognized the voice of her best friend, Diana.

"Hey Diana," Megan responded, "is my husband getting everything all fixed up for you?"

"Yes, he's a real handyman."

"We're in Ben's old room now," said Kevin.  "I just tightened up the bed frame.  It appears to have taken a beating recently..."

Megan suddenly realized what Kevin meant.  This was where she had ended up on that faithful night when she and Diana had gone out to a night club and Kevin gave her permission to go home with a guy in exchange for her giving Kevin a free pass.  "Yes, that's where the action took place, that I told you all about."

"I remember every detail you shared with me that night and now I'm looking at the bed where it happened and I can visualize the whole scene and it really gets me aroused."

"I'm glad you are getting as much pleasure from my adventure as I did," Megan said, "but I'm not sure Diana appreciates you sporting another tool under your belt..."

"It's fine, I was an accomplice that night," Diana assured her friend.

"Yes, that was one hot night," Megan said.  "We both got some young cock that night.."

"And now I have a free pass," Kevin pointed out.

"Yes you do honey. You can have sex with any woman you want, as long as you let me know ahead of time."

"Which is why we called," Kevin said.

"Wow!" Exclaimed Megan.  "I thought this might happen and I have to say that I approve whole heatedly. But I want to hear all about it.  In fact," Megan paused, "I just got a deliciously naughty idea."

"What's that, darling?"

"I'm home all alone right now, up in our bedroom.  Why don't you guys stay on speaker phone?  I'll slip off my pants, slip into bed, and have my own good time listening in on you two."

"Megan," Kevin said, "that is such a kinky idea."

"I know, honey.  I'm already getting aroused by the idea.  Do you want to do it?"

"Diana, what do you think?" Kevin asked.

"This whole thing is still feeling a bit weird to me.  I'm still not sure I can go through with this, Kevin, because I've thought of you only as a friend for twenty years now.  But having Megan on speaker would insure that we are being completely open.  So let's give it a try and see what happens."

"OK.  If at any time either of you ladies do not feel comfortable about what we're doing, just say, 'Stop,' and I'll stop."

"That sounds fair," Diana said.  "We'll temporary suspend the boundaries of our relationship and see where it goes while Megan listens to everything."

"Then here we go.  Megan, I'm setting the phone on the nightstand.  I've taken off my tool belt.  Diana and I are sitting here on the edge of the same bed where you got nailed a couple weeks ago.  Diana is wearing a t-shirt, sweat pants, and sandals.  And looking very attractive in that casual outfit, I must add."

"Thanks, Kevin," Diana said.  "Maybe we could start with a nice hug like we've done a million times."

"Yes, it's great to hug you, Diana.  Then maybe a friendly kiss?"

"Sure, we've kissed many times as friends."  A soft smacking sound came over the phone.

"That's so nice Diana.  How about if we try a kiss with more passion?"

It was silent for a minute on the phone.  Megan took the opportunity to put her Bluetooth headset in so that she could listen hands free and also if any kids came home early they would not hear anything if they passed by the bedroom.

"How was that?" Kevin asked.

"It started out still feeling a bit weird, like I was kissing my brother.  But then I began to get into it."

"Let's try some more."

Megan could hear a very faint moaning.  She kicked off her shoes and  climbed into her bed so she could listen comfortably.

"That was good Kevin.  I'm beginning to enjoy this."

"Let's keep at it then."

Megan placed her hand on her crotch as she listened to more kissing sounds.

"Is it feeling passionate now?"

"Yes, I'm enjoying this Kevin."

"May I touch your breasts as we kiss some more?"

"Sure."

"Mmm.  Yes.  Mmm.  Your breasts feel great.  Nice and firm.  So well shaped.  I have wanted to touch them for so long."

"Would you like to see them?"

"Yes."

"OK, let me take off my shirt.  There."

"That bra looks sexy."

"It's just an old thing.  Let me take it off."

"Oh God, their beautiful, Diana."

"Thank you.  I like how you're touching them.  Yes, that's nice, kiss and suck them.  Yes, you've got my nipples hard."

"I love your breasts, they're spectacular.  Is there anything on me you'd like to see?"

"Well, Kevin, I've seen you in a swimsuit many times, so there's only one other part..."

"OK.  Let me pull off my shirt.  Take off my shoes and socks.  Now I'll take off my jeans."

"So you're a briefs guy.  Nice bulge you have here."

"Oh God, that feels good good when you touch it."

"Nice package.  And it's growing."

"Are you ready to see?"

"Yes, get naked for me Kevin."

"Here goes..."

"Nice.  I always thought that you would have a nice big cock, Kevin, and now I know."

"Thanks.  Oh, yes, touch it Diana.  It feels nice, you holding my cock."

"It's getting hard."

"I'm getting very aroused.  I like how you rub the head.  Yes, stroke it, Diana."

"Oh yes, you have a very nice cock, Kevin.  Come closer."

"Wow, this is it, we're about to cross the the line.  You're sitting there on the bed, and I'm standing with my cock inches from your face."

"Megan," Diana called, "are you still OK with this?"

"Absolutely.  I did some good sucking on young Josh that night.  I really love how you two are narrating everything so that I can visualize exactly what's going on there.  It's getting me really horny.  Yes, Diana, I give you my permission to suck Kevin's cock."

"Thanks Megan.  OK Kevin, here we go..."

"Oh God, that feels good.  I can't believe this.  God, Diana, you're sucking me good.  Wow, you're looking up at me with your beautiful brown eyes and my cock is in your mouth; fantastic!"

Megan slipped off her own sweat pants and then took off her panties too.  She moved her hand to her pussy and felt her wetness, then rubbed it onto her clitoris.  She then began to touch herself all over as the sounds of her husband getting a blow job came in through her earpiece.

"You are expert with your tongue Diana; you're making me feel so good.  Mmm, yes, yes, yes."  Then there was couple more minutes of nothing but moans of pleasure.  "Oh Diana," Kevin finally said, "I want to eat your pussy.  I want to eat it right now."

"OK. Time for me to get naked.  Kick off these sandals.  Slip off the sweats."

"Nice little panties."

"Take them off me, Kevin."

"Wow.  Here we go.  Oh my, I see you shave your pussy."

"You like it?"

"It's a beautiful pussy."

"Thank you.  I'm going to lay down on the bed and spread my legs.

"Damn, that's an erotic sight.  I'm getting on my knees in front of you.  This close-up view of your pussy is amazing."

"Yes Kevin, go ahead and touch it.  Oh yes, that's it.  God, yes, lick me."

"Mmm."

"Yes, yes, you're doing me good, Kevin.

Megan lay alone on her bed, massaging her clitoris, as she listened to the sounds of her husband performing oral sex on her best friend.  This went on for several minutes and she began to feel really good.

"I'm ready, Kevin.  I'm ready to fuck."

"I'm ready too.  How about you, Megan, sweetheart?  You still OK with this?"

"I sure am.  This so hot, I'm really getting off on this.  Yes, my studly husband, I want to hear you and Diana fuck the hell out of each other."

"I'm glad we're keeping you entertained Megan," said Diana.  Your husband's a good pussy eater.  Alright Kevin, you lay down here in the middle of the bed."

"OK, I see, you want to start with you on top.  That sounds great."

"Good; I see you could use some re-hardening.  Let me take care of that."

"Oh yes, it feels so good when you suck on me.  That's making me real hard."

"I'm think we're ready."

"Wow, Diana, this is wild to see you straddling me with your hot naked body."

"This is definitely a new experience for both of us.  Let grab this and guide it in."

"This is so hot to see you holding my cock and lowering yourself onto me.  Yes, rub your pussy on my cock.  That feels good.  Oh God, I feel it now.  I feel me going inside you.  Wow, you're pussy is so tight, Diana.  I'm watching your pussy slide down my shaft, and I feel it wrapped tightly around my cock."

"We did it, Kevin.  We crossed the last  frontier.  Your cock is in my pussy.  Friends with Benefits.  Feels good.  Now I'm leaning forward, rocking my hips."

"Damn, that's nice Diana.  Feels good to finally fuck you."

"Your cock is so nice and hard."

"It's so hard because you're so sexy.  I love your tits swinging in front of me as you ride my cock."

"Yes Kevin, that's it, play with my tits while we fuck.  Kiss them, suck them.  This is great."

"Yes.  Let's do some kissing now."

Megan slowly masturbated as she listened for several minutes to the creaking bed springs and smacking sounds in her earpiece.

"I'm getting a little tired, let's switch positions."

"Sure, what do you want?"

"Take me from behind."

"Oh, yes, doggie-style.  Diana, you have a fantastic ass.  Let me get into position.  I'll rub my cock on you a bit, and then, here it goes, oh, wow, it slid right in."

"That's nice Kevin.  Your cock is wonderful."

"This is such a great fuck, Diana.  I love looking at your great ass as I move my dick inside you."

"You're fucking me real good."

"I love how your tits sway with each thrust."

"Fondle them Kevin.  Play with my tits while fuck me from behind."

"Oh Diana."

Megan rubbed her clit harder and faster as she continued to listen in on her husband and best friend having intercourse.  Suddenly a wave of pleasure washed across her body and then the contractions began deep within her vagina, growing stronger and stronger, making her body curl up.  After a minute she collapsed, breathing hard.  In her earpiece the bed springs continued to squeak.

"This feels so good Diana.  Does it feel good to you?"

"Yes, in fact I'm getting close.  Let's re-position.  I want you on top now."

"That sounds wonderful.  Let me pull this out.  Wow, Diana, what a lovely sight.  You've now rolled over on your back, knees up, legs open.  I'm moving my body between them, ready to go back into you."

"It's still a bit surreal; seeing you naked, your big hard cock.  Now you're slipping it into my pussy. Oh, yeah, that feels good Kevin.  Now lean down and kiss me."

Megan lay touching herself, enjoying the lingering leftovers of her orgasm.  "Hey Kevin," she called, "are you glad you made this deal?"

"I sure am darling.  This is the most erotic thing we've I've ever experienced; making love to your best friend while you listen in."

"And what about you Diana?  Are you glad I loaned you my husband today?"

"Yes I am.  He's very handy indeed.  In fact, he's about to make me cum."

"I actually came myself a few minutes ago.  I'll let you two finish up while I enjoy the sounds."

"OK.  Kevin, I need you to give it to me good."

"Oh Diana, this feels so good."

"Oh yeah, this will do it, I'm rubbing my clit while you pump my pussy."

"Yeah baby, we're getting there."

"You're fucking me good."

"You're a great fuck, Diana."

"Give it to me Kevin.  Give it to me hard and fast."

"Oh yeah, baby, you're such a good fuck."

"I love your hard cock."

"You make my cock hard, you're so fucking sexy Diana."

"I feel it honey; keep drilling me.  Drive that cock into my pussy. Oh yeah!"

"It's feeling good Diana.  Feeling real good."

"God yes, Kevin, you're making cum.  Keep fucking me just like that.  I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

"I feel your cunt squeezing my cock.  Oh that feels great, to have your tight little pussy squeezing me as I fuck you.  Oh God, here I cum.  I'm going to squirt inside you."

"Yes, squirt it, Kevin.  Oh God, I feel your cock contracting.  Oh yes, yes yes."

"Wow, that was fantastic."

"Yes, that was."

Megan began to clap.  "Bravo!  You two know how to put on a great fuck.  Now Kevin, I want you to hurry home because I have a job for your handy tool that I'd like to get done before the kids come home."

"OK darling, I'll come home, but your best friend Diana wore me out so I don't know how handy I'll be."

"Oh, I know you darling and I'm pretty sure I can re-harden your tool.  Hey Diana, thanks for letting Kevin use his free pass.  I'm glad it was with you. Now we have yet another thing we've shared as friends."

"You're welcome.  I still can't believe what we just did.  This was definitely the wildest thing I've ever been a part of."

"Something we will never forget."

"OK Honey, I'm getting dressed," said Kevin.  "I'll be home soon."

"I'll be waiting.  Love you."

"Love you too, bye."

Let me loan you my husband

Megan and I have been best friends for most of our lives and we've shared a lot over all the years.  We share clothing and shoes.  We've also shared stories of all our romantic and sexual adventures.  No one knows me better than Megan.

I recently mentioned to Megan that since my husband, John, left, the honey-do list for my house was piling up.  The furnace filter needed replacing, there were hinges that needed oiling, a drawer that wouldn't shut right, a leaky faucet, and a few other things.  I told Megan I was considering going on Craig's List to find a handy man.

"Craig's List is too scary, sweetheart," Megan warned.  "Why don't I just loan you my husband."

"I don't want to impose."

"Nonsense! Kevin loves to strap on his tool belt and do work.  I'll send him over on Saturday morning."

So Kevin showed up at my door Saturday morning wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and a big tool belt.  He looked pretty sexy in these manly work duds.  Easy now, girl, I told myself.  This is best friend's husband.

Kevin was quite handy that morning as I took him all around the house; he fixed the leaky faucet, the stuck drawer, changed the furnace filter, and oiled the hinges.  The last stop was the bedroom had belonged to Tom, my now grown son, when he was a kid.

"This bed frame is a little wobbly," I said.

"Oh yeah," Kevin said after a quick examination.  "It needs a little tightening."  He got out his crescent wrench and tightened the bolts at all four corners.  He stood up and gave the bed a shake.  "How's that?"

"It's solid now, thank you so much Kevin."

"I guess this frame did quite a bit of rocking recently..." He said pointedly.

I suddenly realized what he meant.  This was the bedroom that Megan and Josh had used on the night when Kevin had given her permission to have sex with a young guy who she had just met when out with me at a night club.  He gave permission in exchange for Megan giving him a free pass to have sex with another woman in the future.  "Yes, this was where it happened."

"Wow, so this the bed," Kevin said, looking intently at the mattress as if trying to imagine, "where my sweet little wife got naked with a younger man she had just met, and had wild, passionate sex."

"Um, yes," I acknowledged, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

"That gets me so hot," Kevin announced.

"Really?" I was relieved.  "You like the idea of your wife with another man."

"It's weird, but, yeah, I don't mind that Megan was fucking someone else right here in this bed.  It turns me on to think about it.  When she asked permission at the club she sent me a picture of the guy from her phone, so I know what he looks like.  But you were there, so I'm wondering, how did he act?"

"He was a nice guy.  Maybe a little cocky.  Great body; he obviously worked out a lot."

"So this is where a young, muscular, confident man gave it to my wife.  Could you hear them?"

"Yes, a little.  I was ... occupied myself."

"Right, you had your own boy-toy.  In your bedroom?"

"Yes, I was getting laid too, just down the hall.  But Megan left the door open and I couldn't help but hear a few things. She enjoyed herself."

"I bet.  Was it weird hearing your best friend having sex?"

"It wasn't the first time."

"Oh?" Kevin was surprised.

"Well, I've known Megan long before she met you.  Before I met John even," I explained.  "There was one time when John and I went on a double date with Megan and one of her boyfriends.  We parked in a secluded spot and John and I started making out in the front of his car while Megan and her guy started getting it on in the back.  One think lead to another and then both couples ended up having sex."

"Oh God, that must have been really hot.  I'm imaging a young Megan getting drilled in the back seat of a car by some lucky young guy while you and John go at in the front."

"It was crazy.  But don't forget that other time when we all went camping..."

"Oh, right, how could I forget?  When we slept in that tent!"

"Yes, you and Megan were in one sleeping bag, John and I were in another.  It was pitch black inside the tent, but we could hear."

"That was awesome.  Megan and I were newlyweds and so hot for each other.  But we could hear you and John doing it too.  I thought it was so incredibly erotic.  Megan and I were banging away and I could not help but think about how the second-hottest woman I'd ever met was being fucked less than two feet away."

"Really?  I didn't know you felt that way, Kevin."

"I've always had the hots for you, Diana.  You are one sexy woman.  I can't believe you're single now and going out with so many different guys.  So many incredibly lucky guys.  It really doesn't bother you?"

"What doesn't bother me?" I asked impishly, "being a slut?"

"No, I never said that!  But I thought women were into relationships.  How can you be so free?"

"I try to separate sex from emotion.  I don't need a relationship, I don't want a relationship.  But I've discovered that having sex, especially with a new guy, is fun.  Thrilling.  Exciting. A rush.  So when I go out on a with a guy and we both want to have fun, I tell myself why not?"

"Yes, why not have fun?  That's why I let Megan be with that guy.  I knew she was just having fun.  I know I have her heart and she has mine, so I don't mind if she shares her pussy."

"And now she's going to let you share your cock with some lucky lady."

"That's the deal," Kevin replied.  He looked me up and down with obvious lust.  "In fact, I just got an idea."

"No," I said, realizing where he was going.  "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?"

"We've been friends for twenty years.  I don't think about you that way, Kevin."

"You don't think I'm attractive?"  He straighten himself up and stuck out his chest so that I could get a good view of his six-foot-two frame and muscular physique.

"It's not that, you're a very hot guy.  But you're my best friend's husband.  It would be wrong."

"We're going to ask her first for permission.  That's part of the deal with the free pass.  And if Megan says it's OK then wouldn't that be really hot, to be with a good friend, just having fun?"

"It would be weird.  I don't know if I could do it."

"You said that you're able to separate sex from emotion.  This will be good practice for you, Diana."

"And what about you?  Do you think you could just fuck me one time and then we go back to being nothing more than good friends?"

"I think we would be better friends," Kevin grinned, "having shared one intimate time together and then choosing to respect the boundaries between a married man and his wife's best friend."

"Hmm," the idea had triggered a desire within me.  A desire that was wrong, but a desire I had felt a few other times over the years and had quickly extinguished because it was not something I ever wanted to act on.  But I began to consider, what if?  What if Megan was OK with this crazy idea of letting her husband have sex with her best friend?  Could we keep it under control?  Could Kevin and I be together this one time, with Megan's knowledge, and then go back to the way we were?  All three of us?

"Just two good friends having fun with permission," Kevin prodded.

"You make a convincing argument," I relented.

"Let's call Megan." Kevin got out his cell phone.

"OK, but if she says 'No' then we must never think about this again."

"Agreed.  We will abide by whatever Megan says."  Kevin pushed his wife's speed dial button and the phone began to ring.

Going out with Ken again: love you long time

My life was becoming a series of firsts.  I recently had my first BBC: Big Black Cock.  Tonight was going to be my first fourth.  The first time since separating from my husband and beginning to date again that I had gone out with the same guy four times.

Ken was a fun guy, like a big kid actually.  And he was the first guy I had sex with after starting to date again.

That first time was a mixed experience for me.  Ken had a nice, big cock, the biggest I had seen up to that point in my life (this was before I went out with Ted).  However, it hurt because he didn't do any foreplay.  And he came very quickly, so I didn't get to cum myself; I had to use my vibrator later.

But I gave Ted another chance and he delivered,  Mostly.  We went on a hike and ended up having sex outdoors.  That time he ate my pussy first as I sat on big rock enjoying beautiful mountain views.  When he slid his huge cock into me it did not hurt a bit.  It felt really good.  But, again, Ken came too quickly.  I had to wait until later that same night, when I had a date with Nick, before I got off.

So now I sat across the table from Ken at a nice Italian restaurant, The Bent Noodle, and I wondered if I should let Ken put his big noodle inside of me for the third time.

I decided to broach the subject.  "Ken," I began, "I want you to know that I've really enjoyed going out with you."

"I love going out with you too," Ken replied with his boyish smile.

"But there's something more I need from you."

"Yes?" Ken looked a little puzzled.

I leaned my head close to him so that no one else in the restaurant could overhear. "I need longer stimulation."

"Longer?"

"Longer, time-wise," I clarified.  "Length-wise you're great."

"Thanks," he grinned.  "I didn't realize I was being too fast.  I get so excited that I can't help it."

"I know, but I would really like it if you could go long enough to make me cum."

"Will you two be having any dessert?"  I hadn't realized that the waiter had stopped by our table.

"I'm fine, I don't want any," I said to Ken, embarrassed, but laughing inside as well.

"Just the check, please," Ken said.

As Ken drove us back to my house, he broke the uncomfortable silence.  "I would like to have sex with you for a longer time, but I'm not sure how."

I got an idea.  "Let's do some research," I said, pulling out my smart phone.  "I'm going to search on how to make sex last longer."

"Great idea," said Ken, "I would love nothing more than to be with you a longer time."

I found a couple of articles, one in Cosmopolitan, and one in Men's Fitness online.  I read aloud as Ken drove.  By the time we pulled into my driveway we had some things we were going to try.

"What strategy do you want to try first?" Ken asked when we reached my bedroom.  "Maybe we give you an orgasm first, before we start together?"

"Sure, darling" I agreed, taking off my blouse.  "The second time we fucked, up in the mountains, and you ate my pussy first, it felt so good."  I unzipped my skirt and slipped it off.

"Yes." Ken had taken his shoes, socks and shirt off and was now unbuckling his pants.  "Let's get started there."  He pulled down his pants, revealing an enormous bulge in his shorts.

"And if you get tired," I said as I undid my bra, "I do have my vibrator."  I grabbed the waist of my panties and slid them down as I sat on bed.

Ken got down on his knees in front of me.

I slipped my panties over my feet and tossed them aside.  I opened my legs wide.

Ken moved his face down to my crotch.  He gave my pussy a big lick and then went to work.

I sat back and enjoyed myself, feeling his mouth move around my labia. Then I felt my clitoris being tickled with his tongue.  It was feeling good.  I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations.  I could feel his tongue pushing against my opening, the tip entering me.  Then his mouth moving up and down, his lips squeezing my pussy lips, his tongue licking my slit.  I felt shivers in my tummy when he began to suck and gently bite my clit.  This was nice; Ken was good at eating pussy.  I could definitely cum in his face.

Ken ate me for about ten minutes then he lifted his head up and rubbed his jaw.

"Getting tired?" I asked.

"My jaw's getting a bit sore."

"OK, then let's do this," I directed, "while you rest your jaw I'll suck you off all the way.  Then I'll get my orgasm while you recover.  After that, when you finally start boning me, you'll be working on your second cum and should be able to go longer."

"That sounds like a brilliant plan," Ken said. He slipped off his shorts. He was about three fourths erect. It as still very long, the base of his shaft extended straight out from his body and the end drooped down.

I grabbed the middle of his shaft and started jacking him off.  His drooping ended as he quickly started to rise. I smiled up at Ken and then put his tip into my mouth.  I sucked on it and continued jacking him off.

"Oh, God, yes, Diana, that feels good."

I moved my tongue around the head and felt him squirm when I hit the spot underneath with the highest nerve density.  I kept at it until I could feel him fully hard.

"Mmm, baby, I love how you suck my cock."

I used my other hand to tickle his balls.

"Oh yes."

I was really enjoying Ken's big eight-inch love baton.  I had one hand on his balls, the other jacking his shaft, and the end in my mouth.  I jacked him faster and faster while I continued to suck and tongue tease.

"Oh, Diana.  Oh, yes, you're going to make cum."

I kept jacking and sucking.

"Oh Diana, I'm going to cum.  Do you want me to cum in your mouth?"

I looked up with my eyes and nodded.  I kept sucking and teasing.  Suddenly Ken went into spasms.  I held on tight to his cock like holding the saddle horn of a bucking bronco.  I kept my lips closed tight as I felt his hot jism spray against the back of my throat and fill my mouth.

"Ohhh yesss!" Ken shouted.

When I felt his contractions stop I tilted my head back and swallowed to thick hot liquid.  I smiled up at him.

"God, you give good head, Diana.  That was awesome."

"Glad to please.  Now that we got that out of the way, why don't you lay down and rest while I use my vibrator."  I pulled my newest friend from the drawer.

Ken was intrigued by the unconventional device that I was about to use.  "I've never seen a vibrator like that.  Is that a rabbit?"

"Yes, it's called 'The Rabbit Habit.'" I showed him my new toy, a big purple penis-shaped vibrating dildo with a rabbit attached to the shaft.  "The head goes inside me, obviously," I explained, "and then the rabbit stimulates my clit.  It works really well.  Want to see?"

"You bet," Ken exclaimed as he lay down beside me.

I grabbed a bottle of person lubricant from the same bedside drawer and put some on head of the vibrator.  I then turned it on and began moving it around my labia and worked my way up to my clit.  It felt good right away.  I closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

I moved the vibrating cock head away from my clit, down towards my vagina.  I opened my eyes and saw Ken staring at me with excitement and joy.

"This is a real turn-on to see you using that thing on yourself."

"Good; I want to turn you on because right after I get myself off I'm going to need to be fucked with a real cock."

"I'll be ready," Ken said.  He began to rub his penis, which had now gone limp after he came in my mouth.

I pushed the head of the Rabbit Habit against my hole, which began to open up around it.  When the stretch became tight I pulled out and massaged around my labia.  Then I put the head on my clit again and let myself enjoy the sensation.

Ken was staring at the vibrator on my pussy while playing with his cock.  I could see the blood was starting to flow back in.

I massaged back down my labia and pushed the head once more against my vaginal opening.  I felt myself open up and the vibrating head go inside me.  The massage felt wonderful on the inner walls of my vagina.  I moved the device deeper into me.

"Whoa, yes, that looks hot, Diana."  Ken was actively stroking his penis, which about halfway erect.

I went for the rabbit.  I angled the pulsating shaft and pushed it into me until I felt the quivering rabbit ears touch my clit.  My whole body trembled.  "Kkkk kissss mmm mmm meee," I stuttered to Ken.

Ken leaned over and gave me a passionate kiss.  He kissed me some more and began to fondle my breasts.

The Rabbit Habit was a new toy that I had only used a couple times.  This was the first time I had used a vibrator with a man present.  It was a whole new experience to feel the vibrating head inside my pussy, to have a man's lips pressed against mine, our tongues probing, his strong hands touching my body, squeezing my breasts, and the vibrating rabbit ears stimulating my clitoris.

I could feel the orgasm percolating inside me.  My breaths became short and shallow.  I glanced over at Ken, stroking his cock, and saw he was almost fully erect again.  This was going to be awesome to get fucked by his big dick right after cumming with my vibrator.  Waves of ecstasy radiated out from my groin, washing over my whole body.  Then the contractions started as I was in the full throws of orgasm, my head lifting off the bed as my vaginal muscles squeezed the vibrating dildo inside me.

It turned off the Rabbit Habit and collapsed back onto the mattress.  I pulled it out of my vagina and let it drop onto the floor.

"I guess I'm up," said Ken.  He found the box of condoms in the drawer by my bed and took one out.  I realized it was the same box I had purchased recently when I bumped into my daughter's young adult friend, Chris, at the drugstore.  That was a nice fuck.  It was wrong, but felt good.

With the condom on his now re-erected penis he moved his between my legs and positioned himself above me.  He propped himself up on an elbow and lowered his face to mine and kissed me.

We kissed passionately for a while.  Then I felt a poke and a nice slow rub as Ken moved the head of his penis around my labia.  I felt a surge of pleasure when it touched my clit which still had some residuals from my vibratory orgasm.

I kept passionately kissing Ken.  Then I felt a push down there followed by a warm hardness as he entered me.

He went in easily since the vibrating dildo had stretched me out.

I could feel his eight-inch cock move slowly all the way into me and then slowly back out again, and slowly in again.

Ken fucked me with a slow, steady rhythm.  He gradually increased the speed of his strokes, then slowed down again.  This was one of the techniques we read about.  I was quite glad that Ken was making a serious effort of fucking me well.

We had been going at it for a couple minutes, then Ken stopped in mid stroke.  He suddenly pulled his penis out of me.

I grabbed his face with my hands.  "Look at me," I commanded.  "Now breathe.  Breathe slowly.  Watch me.  Let's match our breathing.  Slowly.  Relax."

We stared into each other's faces for a minute or two while Ken composed himself.  Then he smiled.  We had used another technique to avert an early ejaculation.

Ken slipped his cock back into my pussy.  He resumed his slow, steady stokes.

It felt good to be having a longer fuck with Ken.  Already this third fuck was longer than the previous two combined.  I wrapped my arms around his strong back and slowly moved my hips to match his rhythm.  This was nice.

I noticed he was going slow, then he would speed up, then go slow again.  As I tried to move my hips in tune with him I counted and realized he was doing the 7 and 9 technique.  Seven fast strokes and nine slow ones.

This was getting good.

I looked at clock beside my bed and realized we had been fucking for ten minutes already.  Ken seemed to have made a breakthrough.  He had entered a zone where he could fuck me as long as I needed to be fucked.

I lay there, enjoying Ken's body on top of me.  Enjoying his big, hard cock making that 7 and 9 rhythm inside my pussy.  Another 5 minutes passed.  Then that warm feeling washed over me once more.  I could feel the blood flowing through my whole pelvic area.  There was a feeling of fullness and sexual sensitivity as my vagina and labia became engorged.

"Oh God, Ken," I moaned.  "It feels so good."

"Yes, it feels wonderful, darling."

"It's feeling really good now.  I'm starting to cum again."

"Oh, baby, yes, that's what I want you to do."

"I want you to fuck me faster now, Ken.  I want you to cum with me."

"Yes."

Ken moved his cock faster and faster.

My heart pounded and my breath became fast and shallow.

Ken was really drilling me now.  I could see the concentration on his face.

Suddenly the tension within my body was released through a series of contractions as my pussy squeezed his cock.

Ken's face scrunched as he ejaculated inside my vagina. His whole body trembled for about a minute and then went limp.

"Good job," I said after I caught my breath.  "I knew you could go longer if you set your mind to it."

"Wow," Ken said, catching his own breath.  "Wow, that was amazing.  That was the best sex I've ever had in my whole entire life."

"It's good to take it slow, isn't it?"

"Yes, slow is definitely the way to go," he agreed.  "I never imagined that sex could be so good. When I had that orgasm just now it was like every nerve in my body exploded with pleasure."

"And we came together that time too.  That really makes it good."

"Yes, I could do that every day," Ken mused,  "You are a special lady, Diana.  I find myself wanting to be with you all the time..."

Danger, danger, time to redirect, I thought.  "Ken, I enjoy the life I have right now.  Going out with different men.  Having fun with no commitments.  I'm not ready for a relationship right now."

"I know, but the sex we just had was so spectacular.  I can't help how I feel about you."

"Think of it this way, Ken.  You've discovered a whole new way of having sex; a new world where you take your time and enjoy each lady you are with and get the most out of each experience."

"Are you saying you want me to have sex with other women?"

"Yes.  In fact, I don't want you to call me again until you have done at least an hour of fucking with other women."

"An hour of fucking?"

"Yes.  You can fuck one woman for an hour, or two women for half an hour or three women for twenty minutes each.  But I don't want to see your penis again until you've had it moving inside other pussies for at least an hour."

"OK, then, wish me luck."

"I hope you get very lucky so I can see you again."

After Ken left that night I thought about how I now had now added a new dimension to my sex life.  I still looked forward to the thrill of being with a new man for the first time, but now I can also work on having better sex when I go out with the same guy more than once.

The party in my pussy will never end.

Bumping (repeatedly) into my daughter's friend - Part 4

I sat naked on the edge my kitchen table, legs spread wide as Chris moved between them with his raging hard-on.

What I was doing was so wrong on many levels.  I had bumped into Chris, the 18-year old friend of my daughter, at the drug store and had brought him to my house to seduce him.  I was a parental authority figure over 25 years his senior.  It was not appropriate for me to be getting intimate with this very young man who had known me since he was in middle school.

However, since he was now an adult, it was not illegal either.  By his own admission he had been lusting over me for years and had even masturbated over me many times during his adolescence.  It was now too late to turn back.  He had already cum once as I asked him to jack off while I stripped in front of him.  Then he ate my pussy.  So the only thing left to do was to take his cock inside me.

I grabbed Chris's face with both hands and kissed him hard.  Our tongues met. We kissed passionately as my own pussy juices that he had just been eating mingled inside our mouths with the cum I had licked off his cock.

After a couple of minutes I broke the kiss.  I looked into his young face.  "Are you ready?" I asked.  "Ready to fuck Joanna's mom?"

"Yes," he grinned, "I'm ready to fuck Johanna's hot, sexy, mom."

I reached behind me on the kitchen table into the bag from the drug store.  I pulled out the box of condoms.  "You get to use the first one from my new box."

"Awesome.  So I'm curious, who will get to use the others?"

"Well, I'm a single woman now, just having fun, with no desire to be in a committed relationship right now.  There a few men that I've been dating that I will probably see again.  And some of these condoms will be used by men I have not even met yet.  How do feel about that Chris?"

"It makes me hot, thinking of you all DTF and hooking up with a bunch of guys."

"DTF?"

"Down to Fuck.  Like, 'Are you DTF?'  Means do you want to have sex?"

"I'm definitely DTF, then," I said.  "So let's cover your hot sex piston and get it pumping."

Chris ripped off the wrapper and rolled the rubber over his cock.  He step forward and began to rub the head of his cock in the folds of my labia and then up against my clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body.

"You've been waiting a long time for this, haven't you Chris?"

"Yes, Mrs. Clark, I have wanted to stick my dick into your pussy almost since I reached puberty."

"Then let's savior the moment."  I put my arms around his neck, leaned forward, and kissed him again.  He continued to rub the head of his cock against my clit.  I could feel my heart beating faster.

We pulled our faces apart and both looked down at our throbbing genitals.  Chris moved his cock down to my vaginal opening and lightly pressed his tip against it.  We both looked at each other and smiled.

I felt my vagina spreading open as Chris push his cock head into me.  We looked down, staring intently at the merging of our sex organs.  He pulled back ever so slightly, then moved forward just slightly deeper.  A slight pause, then again. And again. I watch the whole head disappear inside me.  I could feel the shape of it, hot and hard as a burning diamond.

A few more gentle thrusts and suddenly he slipped in all the way as my hot wet pussy hungrily swallowed up his manhood.

"Sweet penetration," I said.

"It feels so good to have my cock in your pussy."

"Fuck me Chris."

We continued to stare down and watch his cock fuck my cunt.

I watched, fascinated by his hard sausage grinding away in my pussy.  I looked up and locked onto his blue eyes.  "You're fucking me good."

"Thank you."

Chris fucked me a little faster and the table began to shake. Suddenly there was a crash as the sugar bowl rattled over to the edge and tumbled onto the floor sending broken pieces and sugar everywhere. Chris stopped in mid thrust. "Oh, no, I'm sorry," he said.

"Don't worry about it," I said, "Let's just move to a move stable fucking platform."

"OK." Chris stepped back and his cock popped out of me. It was glistening with my sex juice.

I jumped down, grabbed his hand, and led him to the sofa in the family room. I noticed that the clock on the wall said 1:30. I lay back on the sofa, one foot on the floor and the other up on the back of the sofa.  "This old couch should be able to take a good pounding," I said.

"I grew up watching movies and playing video games on this sofa with Johanna and all our friends," Chris commented.  "It's going to be so wild to fuck you here, Mrs. Clark."

"Is this wrong, Chris?  Am I a bad mother, a bad woman."

"No, no, no, Mrs. Clark," he insisted, "I want you so much.  I've dreamed of doing it with you for years."

"Then let's make your dreams cum true."

Chris got on his knees on the sofa and moved his rock hard cock back to my pussy.  He rubbed it against my  wet labia and quickly found to hole.  I watched a look of ecstasy wash across his face as he re-penetrated me.

I found ecstasy myself as I felt his hot young cock fill my vagina and begin to move inside me.

For several minutes neither of us said anything during the fuck as I looked up into his young face and he looked down into well-lined, mature face.  Then he leaned down and kissed me.  We kissed tenderly for several more minutes and he thrust steadily in and out, in and out.  Then we stopped kissing and he lay his head on my shoulder as I wrapped my arms around his smooth bare back.  The weight of his firm body felt good thrusting on top of me.

I closed my eyes and savored the experience, listening to the sounds of our breathing and the squeaking sofa springs.  Then I glanced at the clock and saw it was now ten to two.  My strategy apparently had worked, as he had now been drilling me for 20 minutes in addition to the time we had fucked in the kitchen.

I was surprised that I had not yet cum myself, but then I was realized that Chris was being very respectful in the way he fucked me.  He wasn't slamming it into me, but sliding it in slowly, pausing at the end of each thrust and gently pulling back.  It was a very sweet fuck, but I needed more.

I placed my fingertips on my clit and began to rub, making my pussy tingle.  I put my lips near Chris's ear and whispered, "I need you fuck me harder."

"OK," he said, and began to move his cock a little faster.

"Harder Chris."

He went a little faster.

"Deeper Chris, put your cock in as deep as it will go."

Now his body began to press against my fingers on my clit with each inward thrust.  It starting to feel good.

"Fuck me harder Chris.  I need you to pound my pussy."

He adjusted the position of his body to get a better angle and began to thrust deep and hard.

"Yes, that's it."  I massaged my clit, searching for the spot of the most intense pleasure.  Each time Chris's body crashed against my hand I felt a jolt of sexual energy beginning to move me to orgasm.

"Yes, oh yes, you're fucking me good.  Slam it Chris.  Slam your hot young cock into my pussy."

He was drilling me good, our bodies making that wet slapping like two pieces of meat.  The same sound as when the guy I picked up in the night club, Joe, fucked me on the living room sofa.

"My cock is feeling good, Mrs. Clark."

"Keep fucking me Chris, I'm about to cum."

"God what a good fuck you are, Mrs.Clark."

"Oh, yes, you're doing me good.  Fuck me Chris.  Fuck my cunt as hard as you can!"  I felt a wild tingling sensation emanate out from vagina through my breasts to top of my head and the tip of my toes.  My body began to writhe below Chris as I was overtaken by an intense orgasm.

Chris's young body began to shake as he thrust into me harder and harder until until his cock froze in deep thrust and he shuddered violently.  I could feel him erupting inside me, filling the condom with his fresh hot semen.

I wrapped arms tight around his shuddering body and held him until he relaxed completely.

He lifted his head and looked into my eyes.  "God, that was incredible, Mrs. Clark.  That was wilder than I ever imagined it could be."

"Yes, that was a good fuck, Chris.  You made me feel really good."

"You're the sexist woman I have ever met."

"I'm glad that an old lady like me could still be desirable to a young man like you."

"You're are very desirable, Mrs. Clark.  I want to fuck you all the time.  I want to fuck you every day."

"Well, you know we can't Chris.  That would be wrong.  We need to keep this experience just between us, OK?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, you're right.  I won't ever tell anyone what we did.  I'll just dream about it for the rest of my life."

"That's a good boy, Chris," I smiled motherly at him.  "Now let's get dressed."

We gathered up your clothes and put them back on.  I walked Chris to the front door.  We kissed a final time.

"Thank you Mrs. Clark, for giving me the best experience of my life."

"Thank you Chris, for an incredibly good fuck."

As I watched the young man get into his car and drive away I thought that although we couldn't have a relationship that perhaps we would bump into each other again...