Two pieces of meat

If this is your first visit, why not start at the beginning?

"This is the first time I've done this," I said as I sat in the front seat of Joe's Dodge Dakota, heading to my house.

He looked confused. "You mean you've never gone home with a guy you met in a bar?"

"I've been married my whole life. I met my husband in High School. I've only been separated a couple of weeks."

"Then I'm an incredibly lucky guy to have happened to come to the club on the night you came back onto the scene." He looked over at me, sitting in his passenger seat in my short black dress and high heels. In the position I was sitting the dress was hiked up to the top of my thighs, exposing all of my 45 year-old legs, shaped and toned by a lifetime of jogging and aerobics.

"How often do you do something like this?"

"Well, I've been divorced about three years. I don't go out a lot, but, let's be honest, I'm a guy and guys are always looking to get laid. But it seldom works out. Tonight I definitely have hit the jack pot to have met someone as gorgeous as you."

"Thank you," I smiled at him. He was about ten years younger than me I guessed. He was very good-looking. I'm sure he got laid a lot more than he admits. "My street is coming up. Take the next left and I'm the third house on the right."

He pulled into the driveway and we walked to the front door. I unlocked it and ushered him in. "Let me give you a tour," I said. "Here is the living room." I made a sweeping gesture. "Here are the stairs." I took his hand and led him upstairs. "This is the hallway," I said pulling him along toward the master bedroom, "and this is my bedroom," I said, stopping at the foot of my king-size bed. I set my clutch purse down and then turned to face him.

"You have a lovely home," he said as he put his arms around me.

I put my arms around him and we kissed. It was a deep, hungry kiss, our tongues moving smoothly into each others mouths and entwining like snakes in heat.

He hands explored around on my back. He found the zipper to my little black dress and slide it down all the way. He step back and pulled it off my shoulders. I lowered my arms so that the dress could fall straight down to the floor around my high heels.

He went straight for my bra, deftly undoing the clasp and taking it off to reveal my size C middle-aged yet still a bit perky breasts. He leaned forward and began to kiss and caress them.

I reached down and began unbuttoning his shirt as he continued to nuzzle my breasts. My left nipple became rock hard as he circled it with his tongue. He moved over and hardened my right nipple while I pulled off his shirt and let it drop to the floor.

Joe lifted his head up from my breasts, gave me a quick kiss, then got down on his knees. He slipped my panties down all the way to my high heels. I stepped out of them.

"Sit down," he ordered, not taking his eyes off my triangular patch of dark brown pubic hair.

I sat down on end of my bed.

Joe kissed each knee. I opened my legs and he started kissing along my right thigh until he was almost to my pussy, then he moved over and kissed up my left thigh. He repeated this a few times. It tickled and tingled and I got more aroused the higher up my thighs he moved.

He then moved his face up my crotch, and began to explore the whole area with his mouth. Joe gently probed with his tongue to locate my vagina and clit. Then he sucked on my labia. It felt so good. My pussy was wet from his saliva and I was starting to add my own juices to the mix.

Then he went to work on my clit. He sucked and massaged it gently with his lips and tongue. Oh God, this was feeling good. Waves of pleasure began to pulse through my body. Joe was eating my pussy way better than John ever did. He went in circles, up and down, he flicked back and forth lightly.

I began moaning and squirming with pleasure and Joe paid close attention, varying his speed and pressure to get the best response from me. Then he hit the perfect grove and intense waves of pleasure coursed through my whole body. I grabbed onto the back of his head and clamped my thighs around his ears like a vice. Joe keep working my clit as I slid my pussy up and down against his face. My high heels gave me good leverage as I rocked my hips.

He slid his finger inside me, banging my cunt as his tongue titilated my clit. God it felt good. I could feel an orgasm starting to bloom within me. Then Joe switched it around, massaging my clit with his thumb and forefinger as he stuck his tongue inside my cunt, making it long and hard and then bobbing his head as he tongue-fucked me.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God yes," I screamed as a powerful orgasm washed over my whole body. I fell back onto the bed and let the pleasure consume me.

Joe put his mouth back on my clit and two fingers inside my cunt as he continued to make me cum all over his face. I felt myself losing consciousness as the most intense orgasm I'd had in years took control of my entire being.

My orgasm waned and I looked up as Joe peeled off the rest of his clothes. I sat up again as he pulled off shorts. I reached out to touch his beautiful rock-hard cock. I moved my fingertips gently around, tracing the shape, moving from the tip down to his balls and back. His cock was bigger than John's, but maybe a little smaller than Ken's, the first guy I fucked after kicking John out of the house.

I stroked Joe's cock gently and leaned forward to suck it. I put the tip in my mouth and sucked gently.

Joe put his head back and moan, "Oh yes, that feels so good."

I explored the tip with my tongue and then sucked a little harder.

"Yes, yes." he moaned. "Oh Diana, I want to fuck you so bad."

I took his cock out of my mouth and looked up shaking my head. "I'm sorry, Joe," I said, watching the look of confusion cross his face. "You're going to have to fuck me good."

He smiled. "Absolutely, Diana, I'm going to fuck you good. I'm going to fuck you soooo good."

I reached into my purse and took out one of the condoms I had packed at the beginning of the night and handed it to Joe. Then I scooted back on the bed, slipped off my heels and continued to scoot back until my head reached the pillows. I lay on my back, knees up, legs spread.

Joe put on the condom and climbed onto the bed on his knees, and moved in between my legs. He lowered himself down onto me, using one arm to hold himself up and his other hand to guide his cock to my pussy. He rubbed it along my labia, then down to my vagina, and up to my clit. I felt a shock of pleasure when his cock touched my clit, which was still tingling from Joe's expert cunniligus. He moved back down to my vagina and poked the tip in. He gave a slight thrust and his whole cock slid into me.

I gasped in surprise and looked up at Joe who seemed also a bit surprised. I don't thing he meant to shove it in all the way, but my pussy was so wet and hot that it slid in easily. There was no pain or discomfort; it felt great to have all of Joe's fully erect manhood inside my pussy.

Joe put one hand on each side of my body and held himself up in pushup position above me and began thrusting his cock slow and steady inside me.

It was such a thrill to have another new cock inside me. After being with only one man my whole life Joe was now the third guy to put his cock into me in less than a week. I began to move my hips in rythm to Joe's thursts. As he thrust forward my hips came up and our pevises smacked together like two pieces of meat.

Two pieces of meat. That's what we were, two virtual strangers who had met just a few hours ago and were now eagerly using each other's bodies for pleasure. I adjusted the angle of my hip movements to get just the right amount of friction in just the right spot along my vaginal wall. I could feel a new orgasm starting to build within me.

"You're fucking me so good, Joe," I cooed.

"You're such a good fuck, Diana," he responded. He gradually increased the speed of thrusts and my body matched his fucking exactly. We were coupled together, one mass of wet pulsating pleasure-seeking flesh.

The bed springs creaked and the headboard banged as our flesh smacked together harder. It was a carnal symphony; creak, smack, bang, over and over.

Then my body was taken over by a second orgasm. I cried out as I writhed beneath Joe. He lowered himself down, his full weight on me, he grabbed onto my shoulders and braced his knees for maximum leverage as he starting fucking with great furiousity, his face scrunched as he worked to bring himself to orgasm.

My orgasm became so intense I almost lost consciousness again and I was barely aware as Joe's body spasmed on top of me, his cock spewing his spunk into the condom inside my vagina.

We lay there panting for a few minutes. Joe lifted up his head and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around him tight and we kissed passionately for a few more minutes. Then he climbed off of me grabbing the base of the condom as he pulled out his cock. He discretely removed the condom and dropped it in the trash as I got us a couple tissues.

We cuddled for a bit and then he said, "I'm sure you have work tomorrow and I do too, so I should go." He then started getting dressed. I watched him for a minute, then I grabbed my dress and slipped it back on, without any underwear.

"Well I had a wonderful evening, Joe," I said as I walked him downstairs and to the front door.

"Me too, Diana. You are so awesome."

"Why don't you call me sometime? Here," I went to my regular purse which was beside the sofa pulled out one of my business cards. "This has my cell number."

"Sure, I'll call you," he said, taking the card. We kissed one more time and he went the front door and to his car.

I watched him drive away and then went back upstairs, fully satisfied.