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Older female cougar looking for younger man for an... interesting experience. Hey young man, are you looking for an experienced, older and sexy woman to spend some time with for a weekend full of unabashed, unfiltered, raw sexual fantasies made reality? Well, you can stop looking, you have found what you wanted. I am expecting interested parties to be between 20 and 30 yrs old and respond with 2 pics, one of your face and one of that delicious penis of yours, you can keep your name private and put john doe into the subject line. To be fair I will respond with 2 pictures of myself, a full body and something a little tastier. Hoping to hear from you soon. "That should draw in a few people, hopefully I get my pick," I thought to myself as I finished my cragslist ad. I sat at the computer desk in the nude. It was mid-mid morning and my husband had just left for work. I was squirming in the seat after I finished writing the ad. The anticipation of what was going to happen made me so wet and I couldn't stop playing with myself. Since I had started menopause, I found myself so horny and it seemed the smallest thing would send me into a burning desire lately. I got up and made my way over to the standing mirror in the corner of the room as I took a close look at myself. There I was, in all my glory. Everything about me screamed woman, there was no hiding that fact. I had yet to do my make-up and my age shined through. Occasional grey hairs shined through the auburn red hair that framed my face and fell to just below my shoulders. Though I wouldn't consider myself ugly, I could definitely tell my age in my face. Wrinkles scattered here and there, across my brow and eye lines, crows feet, and smile lines. I looked over the slightly sagging breasts, slight stretch marks from years of fighting gravity stretched across the skin just slightly, barely noticeable. My eyes drifted down, over the slight bulge of my stomach, hiding and encasing my womb and ovaries, now tired from age and no longer useful except for providing the hormones still pulsing through my body. Stretch marks littered this area as well, slight and matching my breasts, but the ones over my hips were more prominent. A remnant of my youth sat under my panty line at the crest where my right leg runs into my right hip, a single rose. Even further down stood my bald pussy. I spread my legs a bit to get a better look and the lips spread just a bit, not as strong as they once were. The lips, were glistening with my own juices and a creamy white substance slowly formed and just barely showed upon the pink interior passageway that is my vagina. The hood pulled back from my own horniness revealing my clitoris, just a nub at the top of my pussy. Years ago, my husband convinced me into getting laser hair removal in certain areas including my bikini areas, underarms and vagina. Unfortunately for me, it was a request for a major anniversary of ours which I felt obligated to follow through with. Now though, I almost miss having the choice to grow it out and perhaps style it. But now, there it sits, with nothing to hide behind, forever smooth. To top it off, he requested that I not laser off the hair on my legs, he revealed that he had a fetish for watching me shave my legs. Now, every once in awhile I let him watch as I shower and shave, which always ends with us getting dirty all over again. Lately, with how horny I have been due to the hormones traveling through my system, I have rather enjoyed those nights. I looked down past my vagina and down what I consider one of my best qualities, my legs. Long and toned, I have always been proud of my legs and love to show them off. My wardrobe reflects this with the yoga pants, skirts, dresses, leggings and stockings. Lower still were my feet. My petite feet, smaller than I would like but a fairly average size if I really think about it. My toe nails were painted a light brown to contrast my light skin tone. I turned around and took a look at my other best feature. My ass stuck out proudly from my backside. Not nearly as perky as it once was, like everything else, time hasn't been to easy on her. She sagged just a bit, but was still smooth and prominent. My own little pillow. Another tattoo, this one of a bow, crested my lower back just above my ass cheeks; A tramp stamp my husband talked me into getting. I stepped back and took it all in. All in all, I wasn't too bad looking for a woman over the hill. The only issue was everything coming together. The stretch marks scattered across my body, the sagging and bulges, not to mention the wrinkles. There I was... an old lady, but still a pretty decent looking old lady if I had to say so myself. I moved away from the mirror and set up my husbands digital camera. I set it up and ensured positioning for self shots and also made sure nothing recognizable would be in the photos. Then I set it to take a picture every five seconds for ten shots and placed a timer before it began and then I got in position. I took a pose and waited for what seemed like forever before it took the first one. I posed again, and again it took another picture. This was repeated until all ten pictures were taken. Next I took the camera and hooked it up to the computer and downloaded the photos. I wiped the camera drive after taking a look at the photos. I didn't want my husband finding the pictures. On the computer I slightly edited the photos using some cheap software my husband has, I blurred my face in all the pictures just in case, one to keep anyone I know from recognizing me and two to help sell the package. Finally, I sent the pictures to my phone using my email and deleted all traces from the computer. Sitting back on the desk chair I brought my phone down and took a picture of my pussy. Taking a look at the phote though, I wasn't too happy with it. The way my vagina sat open didn't seem to be very enticing. Trying again, I stood up and closed my legs slightly, closing the lips of my pussy and took another picture. Taking a look at this one, I was much happier. I then moved over to the mirror, turned around and bent over with my legs closed. Looking over my shoulder at the mirror, I was pretty happy with the visual. I took my phone, zoomed in and took a picture. Now I was ready and all I had to do was wait for the responses. I twirled the cock ring in my hand. Hopefully everything would go to plan and this weekend while my husband is gone I can trap some hot young boy and make his body mine. ????????? "Wow, this lady wants the D. I wonder what she looks like," I thought to myself as I read over the personal ad for an older cougar. It's not like I had any plans for this weekend and with my girlfriend gone to her parents house for the week its not like I'm getting laid. "What the heck, not like I have anything to lose." I replied to the ad filling out the subject line with "john doe" and posted the two pictures, one of my face and one of my soldier. I saluted him after his act of valor. He was standing at attention. "This woman is so desperate, I bet I won't have to wait long," I thought to myself. Sure enough, after a few hours I got a response. "Hey honey, loved the pics. Here's something to get you by for now. I can't wait to have your hot young body. I hope you will enjoy mine just as much. ; ) If you are interested in joining me this weekend let me know. Hope to hear back. Please don't make me wait.... her email read. At the bottom were two attached files. One of the photos was a side profile with her face blurred, but still she looked in good shape, but you could tell she was an older lady. The second photo was a picture of her pussy, bald and glistening between her nice legs. "I can't wait to get between those legs, this weekend is going to be fun. I can't wait," I thought as I started replying. "For sure, you don't look too bad for your age, I can't wait to rock your world with this young dick. Send me your details." I typed out and sent. I waited patiently for a response and sure enough I didn't have to wait long. "Here they are. I can't wait for you, your gonna love my body. Also, do not show up until Saturday morning, my husband leaves on a work trip on Friday afternoon. If you show up early I will pretend not to know you and this will be over before it began. Please don't do that to me, I so want to have your young body, hard muscles and big dick all to myself. ; ) Also here's another pic to keep you going.... the email had her address and another picture, this one again of her pussy but this time it was from behind and showed her whole ass, pussy and the top of her two juicy thighs. It was pretty damn nice. I especially liked the bow. "definitely saving all those pics, gonna need some proof to show the boys. Fuck, I can't wait." "Can't wait," I replied and wrote down the address for later. As if I would fuck up my now full weekend. I can't wait to fuck the shit out of that old whore. The things I was already planning to do to her had me smiling the rest of the day. "Just gotta wait a few days." ????????? "Hook, line, and sinker." I had to admit, that the speed with which I was able to choose a nice young stud was quite surprising. The whole experience had done a lot to my self-esteem. I was on cloud nine as I danced around the room in just my thong. I took a quick look down at myself; At my free, bouncing and sagging breasts, my slight ponch, and my fabric encased pussy and started giggling uncontrollably. I felt twenty years younger. "Soon enough I'll be even younger than that twenty years," I thought to myself again giggling. Once my elation passed I went back to the computer and deleted the ad. No reason to keep looking since I had found my ideal. I wouldn't even feel bad about stealing this young mans life. From what I could tell he was a dick. Unfortunately he wouldn't have that for much longer. I went around the house and almost felt sad as I looked over everything. So many memories made here in this house. I went to my bedroom and went through my closet. I figured I might as well prepare the new owner of all these clothes by getting rid of all the bad stuff. I threw out the majority of my granny panties, except for the sexiest of them. Since this body just started menopause and I haven't had a period for a few months, the new owner wouldn't have to worry about ruining underwear so he could always wear something sexy. I'm sure his... I mean her new husband would appreciate the thought. I giggled at the idea of treating my husband to something nice, he did deserve it after all. I also got rid of all my mundane clothes including jeans, sweats and any baggy shirts. Most of what was left were dresses, skirts, super feminine blouses Finally I got rid of some of my shoes. I only left one pair of really cute joggers and a pair of flats with a bow, the rest remaining were all high healed of some sort. Stilettos, mules, pumps, thigh highs, platforms and a single pair of cowgirl boots with a super feminine flowery embroidery. I'm sure that the new owner of this wardrobe will be enamored with everything she has to wear. The next thing on my list was to purchase a few things that would be necessary. Some toys that I'm sure I am going to enjoy and maybe my husband as well. ????????? "Almost there, tomorrow I get to rock some old lady's world. The week has passed rather quickly. Even without a job I had other ways of passing time. Between video games, entertaining my girlfriend, and hanging out with my friends, the days passed fast. Now it was already Friday afternoon. I was just lying there on my bed in my room with the music going in the background. The only drag was from my parents telling me to do something with my life. I don't see why. Both of them have super important positions and make tons of money. Since I'm an only child I'm sure that everything will go to me anyway. So why should I waste my time? Just as I was musing to myself my phone buzzed. "Hey babe, just checking if you changed your mind about going with us camping. We are getting ready to leave now. It'll be super fun if you were there with us." "Nah, sorry babe. I have some things going on this weekend that I need to take care of." I quickly replied back. As if I would give up my weekend for some new pussy just to join my girlfriend and some of her friends. "Alright, if you're sure then I'll miss you. Be good, love you!" she replied back. "Love... right... sure." Such a naive girl to think I love her. I didn't even respond after that. Back to business. I got up and grabbed my duffle bag. I threw a couple of outfits into the bag along with a change of underwear. I looked over and saw the box of condoms on the dresser. "Nah, that bitch is old enough that she probably can't get pregnant anyway." I finished packing what I assumed I would need for the next couple of days and left the duffle bag by the room door as I went down stairs. I heard my parents arrive home just a little while ago and figured now would be a good time to catch them. Down stairs I found my mother at the kitchen throwing something in the oven. "Hey Mom, how was work?" I asked. Not that I cared, but gotta keep her happy If I was going to get any spending cash for the weekend. "Oh, hey Jack. It was fine, the boss was really pushing me really hard today. I was barely able to get out of work on time. How was your day sweetie?" she asked as she washed her hands and started cleaning up the dishes I had gathered in the sink through the day. "It was fine. I put in a few job applications online like you and dad have been asking me and was even thinking about taking a few more classes to finish off my degree, but there are so many courses left for it that I'm not quite sure where I want to start. Thank you guys for being so patient with me while I figure this stuff out," I said setting the bait. Luckily my dad wasn't anywhere to be seen or he would smell the bullshit from a mile away. "That's great sweetie, where did you apply? Were they part time positions?" she asked quickly, still scrubbing dishes. "Crap." I wasn't expecting the follow-up. "Uhm, oh you know just some local things. Like, uhm the hardware store and uhm the art store," I said trying to sound honest but knowing how clumsy that sounded. "I didn't know those stores were hiring," my mom said going a bit slower now. "Stores like that are always hiring Mom, They go through employees all the time. Turnover is crazy high..." "Well if that's the case why do you want to work at places like that?" she asked turning to me and giving me the searching look of hers, looking for lies. Maybe I do lie to my parents too often. It's getting harder to pull one over on them. "I'm not looking for anything permanent Mom. I just wanted to show you and Dad that I am taking your advice seriously. Your right, it's like you said the other day. I can't keep wasting my life away." I had a feeling that this one would bite me in the ass sooner rather than later, but I'll figure that out later. She broke eye contact for just a second and as she looked briefly down at the floor, I could have sworn I saw just a glimmer of hope. "There we go Mom, be proud of your son, he can really lie his ass off." I had to stifle the chuckle about to escape and waited for her response. "I'm proud of you Jack, soon enough you'll realize that with a little bit of effort you can make your dreams come true. I'm glad that your finally thinking about finishing off your schooling too." "Thanks Mom, that means a lot. On a side note, I was wondering if you could spot me some money. I'm gonna need a few things for the interviews, uhm assuming that I get called back for those jobs, of course. I don't really have anything formal for an interview, I could use a suit or something, you know?" "Hmm, yeah I guess your right. How much did you think you would need?" she asked as she started walking across the room to her purse. "Well a new suit will probably cost around $200, the shoes uhm probably around $80. And I might need a few other things. Could I get $500?" I asked keeping my voice straight but still smirking while she was turned away. "That was too easy." "$500 is a lot of money, are you sure you need that much?" she said stopping briefly and turning to catch my eyes. "I know. I'm sorry mom I know it's a lot of money, nevermind. Don't worry about it, I'll be fine. I just wanted to be prepared in case I got those interviews, hopefully they don't look down on me coming in jeans and a t- shirt." I made sure to drop my gaze to the floor and take on a slightly saddened expression. "Alright honey, I only have $200 on me now, but I can get you the rest tomorrow," she said as she pulled the wallet from her purse and the money from the wallet. "Well I was planning on taking off early in the morning to do the shopping and then maybe head over to Dave's to do some practice interviews. I'll probably stay over there for the weekend and probably be back Sunday night. Is there anyway that you can go to the atm now to pick it up?" "Yeah" I guess I can do that. But are you sure that Dave is the best person to help you with that? I'm sure if you asked, your father would gladly help you with some mock interviews, he does them all the time," she said still questioning me. I could tell I had to be careful. "Yeah, but I figured that I would let him have his weekend, and since there aren't any interviews scheduled yet we still have time and he can still help me practice sometime later," I said kinda scratching the back of my head. "I guess that makes sense. Anyways, there's a casserole in the oven and it should take about forty-five minutes for it to finish. If I'm not back by then could you please take it out of the oven for me?" she asked as she put on her coat and grabbed her purse. "For sure Mom, don't worry about it," I replied. As soon as she left, I made myself scarce and went back to my room. ????????? My husband was packing for his business trip as I was finishing dinner for the two of us. I had to suppress a giggle as I thought about him coming home to his wife while someone else would be occupying this body. The thought alone started getting me wet. I looked down and sighed at my jiggling breasts beneath the enticing top and brassier I was wearing. Luckily, my husband would be leaving right after dinner to catch his flight and wouldn't have time for sex; not that I minded, I was looking forward to the last time I would have sex in this body, and only one more time with this vagina. As the days past, I had begun to see this body as more of a chore than anything else, especially with the prospect of a new young and tight one waiting for me. Even considering how horny I have been lately, I had refused to masturbate and engage in sex with my husband, much to his annoyance. Just the thought of touching this old loose pussy between my legs when I would soon be rocking a nice young cock dissuaded me. "I hope your new owner treats you nice and plays with you lots," I thought to myself as I patted her playfully. "Hey honey, I am finished packing, how is dinner coming along?" My husband Trent asked after coming down the stairs. "It's done now, would you like a quick bowl?" I said as I finished stirring the spaghetti and meatballs. "Yeah, then I have to head out to catch my flight," he said as he set his travel bags at the doorway. I placed some food in a bowl I had ready and grabbed a fork. I also threw a piece of garlic bread I had ready on top and handed him his food before I readied my own bowl. We sat in comfortable silence while we ate. "When are you expected back again?" I asked even though I knew the answer just to engage in some innocent conversation. I figured this may be the last time I speak to or even see my husband. "Monday morning, the conference ends Sunday at noon but the flight back doesn't leave until early monday morning. Luckily the conference isn't very far and it's just a two hour flight," he replied casually none the wiser. "That's good." I placed my hand on his. "I'll have something special waiting for you when you get home." That was the truth. "Oh really? Like what?" he asked smirking and raising a single eyebrow. "You'll just have to wait and see," I said quickly squeezing his hand. I then got up from my seat across from him and glided over to him where I sat on his lap seductively and gave him my last kiss, A long lingering and sensual one. "Oh how I'll miss you. You've treated me so well," I thought as I slowly untangled myself from his grasp and collected the bowls. "You already have me excited, I can't wait. You know, I have a few minutes before I absolutely have to leave. We could, you know, get physical," he said getting up and meeting me at the sink, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing the back of my neck. "Oh," I squealed in surprise. "Honey, you know how I would love that but lets save it for Monday morning, like I said I have something super special planned for you and I'll be wet and ready, you can do whatever you want to me then. But for now, I would hate to make you miss your flight. You know how the airport can be on a Friday night. You're not the only one leaving town," I said as I put down the bowls and turned around to face my husband. I gave him one last kiss and gently pushed him away. "Yeah" You're right. Still you have me all fired up, it's going to be an uncomfortable flight," he said awkwardly patting himself in the crotch. I couldn't help but look, the sight of him showing through the front of his pants made my pussy clench. "I wonder what that feels like." I guess I'll know soon enough.... He reluctantly let me go and made his way to the door, grabbing his bags. He stopped at the door and just before opening it he turned around. "I love you, Susan." "I love you too, and will miss you. More than you will ever know," I said truthfully as he turned around, opened the door and left. ????????? "Finally, Monday morning and here I am," I thought as I arrived at the address I was sent. It was already eight in the morning, and waking up so early was a first in a long time for me. "I hope the drive was worth it," I said aloud as I got out of the car and made my way to the door. It was a nice house in a suburban neighborhood. Nothing stood out from it especially, and in fact it reminded me a bit of my house, only in a different city a couple of hours away. I knocked on the door as soon as I reached it. After ten seconds or so I knocked again and waited. It only took thirty seconds or so before I heard shuffling inside the house. "Who is it?" I heard a singsong voice call out from just beyond the door. "Uhm, John Doe, I guess," I said awkwardly remembering she had asked for me to keep my name private. An older lady opened the door. She was cute for her age and wore some tight blue spandex leggings that showed a bit of a camel toe and a matching sleeveless tank top. "Hey john, I've been expecting you. You can call me jane," she giggled at her own joke. I smiled and awkwardly rubbed the back of my head. "Why don't you come inside." "Sure," I said as I took her invitation and entered the door she held open. "I'm glad to see you. You look even better in person, I mean your absolutely scrumptious," she said closing the door and looking me over with hungry eyes. "Yeah, I work out a bit here and there. You look pretty good yourself, for an older lady. I gotta admit, I'm not quite used to this kind of stuff. So, how does this work?" I said taking my eyes off her and getting a good look at the interior of the house. "Of course, this is my first time as well and probably my last as, like you said, an old lady," she said that part with a strange smile. "Before we get started, have you eaten yet?" "Yeah, I stopped on the way. It was a pretty long drive." "In that case, let me get you some water. Your going to need it," she said as she made her way into the kitchen just around the corner. "So, what made you want to do something like this?" I asked awkwardly as she handed me a full glass of water. "I think I just needed a change, you know?" she said watching me again with that hungry glint. She watched as I finished the glass and took it from me. "Is a single weekend going to be enough of a change?" I asked. "Oh, I think that it's going to be more than enough. Well, shall we? Follow me,." That predatory smile of hers was starting to get to me. There was a brief awkward silence as I followed her through the house and into a master bedroom suite. There was a separate office/lounge area, bathroom and bedroom with the lounge area working as an intermediary between all three. I was led into the bedroom portion where I was greeted by a plethora of sex toys as well as a full bondage kit beside the bed. "Nice, this is one kinky old broad," I thought to myself looking over everything. There was lube, stretcher bars, ball gags, hooks on the ceiling, wrist and ankle cuffs attached to the bed, and much more. "You've got quite the collection of toys here," I said awkwardly. "They're all new, I just bought them specifically for this weekend. I hope you will enjoy yourself, I know I am going to. Why don't you make yourself comfortable on the bed and I'll be right back." "Yeah, sure," I said as she left the room and headed into what I assumed was a walk in closet. I sat down on the bed and waited. After a few minutes she came back in wearing some lingerie that was quite sexy, it was some kind of white lace leotard with matching fishnet stockings. It hugged her figure just right. "Why don't you take off your shoes and lie down?" she said as she seductively started coming my way. No questions asked, I did as she asked and let her take the lead. She came up to me and slowly started removing my clothes, starting with my shirt and kissing up my stomach and torso until the offending garment was over my head and cast aside. Next, she started working my pants, she was soft and gentle with the button and zipper but then she ripped the pants off quickly as if they had done something wrong to her. My socks and underwear were also quickly removed until I was fully naked in front of this cougar. She looked me over in all my glory and smiled. "I can work with this," she said to herself. Now I don't like to brag, but I was pretty proud of my dick, it wasn't huge but I have never had any complaints with it standing at seven and a half inches hard. "I hope you like it," I said smiling back at her. "Oh, I will, I hope you are going to like having my pussy. She's a bit experienced but she provides me with plenty satisfaction. Would you mind if I tied you up? It's always been somewhat of a fantasy of mine," she asked. "Ugh, sure. I guess you can have your fun first. But once your done I get to do whatever I want to you. Fair?" I replied. "Oh, that's more than fair," she said. I let her tie me up. She put my wrists and ankles in the cuffs that were strapped to the bedposts until I was fully spread out. I had to admit that it was kind of sexy with this lady rubbing herself all over me as she tied me up. At the end though she grabbed the ball gag and pulled it over my head even though I protested. I could then only make some muffled sounds as I tried and failed to get it out of my mouth. "Can't have you making too much noise," she said and moved to the side table and pulled out a small wooden box. I couldn't see it so well but she pulled out what looked like a cock ring of some kind with a bunch of scribbles all around it. She then proceeded to grab the lube and squirted some on my already hard member. She worked her hand up and down the shaft and then used some left over lube on the cock ring and then she pushed it over my staff. It was a bit uncomfortable. Without hesitating at all, she then climbed on top of the bed and straddled me. She raised herself above my cock and with one hand holding her lingerie out of the way, guided me into her with her other hand. "I can't wait to have your cock, I hope you enjoy your last time," she said as she began to ride me. I was getting pretty weirded out at this point, but she was really getting into it and it felt amazing with her riding me. I did what I could to match pace and raise my hips but it was hard with the restraints. "Damn, this old lady can sure ride some dick," I thought to myself. She rode me vigorously, watching me intently all the while. The eye contact was unsettling. After what I assumed would be close to ten minutes I was close to orgasm. Suddenly I was there I closed my eyes from the intense orgasm. Immediately after cumming there was a sudden splitting and cutting sensation from between my legs. I screamed from the pain but it was muffled by the ball gag stuffed in my mouth. After a moment I opened my eyes, not even realizing I had closed them in the pain. My vision was spotted and I was slightly disoriented but the pain was gone as suddenly as it had appeared. "Jane" was smiling at me sadistically and I had to wonder if she had stabbed me. She was still on top of me and she gently rocked her hips forward and there was this strange feeling between my legs. Almost as if something was wedged inside of me, and as I looked down between my legs something didn't look quite right, but I just couldn't place what it may be. "Haven't figured it out yet?" she said and again started rocking back and forth. That something that was wedged inside of me moved with her rocking and felt horribly wrong. I tried the kegal muscle to feel my dick move, only it didn't feel right, it felt like something inside of me was squeezing around something hard rather than twitching inside of her snatch. Also for some reason my crotch just felt soaked. "Did she squirt on me?" She was still smiling. "Still don't get it?" She moved off of me and I felt something pull out of me, making a slight squelching noise and leaving me feeling unusually empty between my legs. What worried me more than anything was seeing this woman get up and what bobbed between her legs. She had a dick between her legs, one that was definitely not there a few minutes ago. It looked strangely familiar but lacked all hair. It took me looking down on my own naked body to make the realization. From what I could see, down between my spread legs was just a bush. Nothing else, My dick was gone. At this point I could feel it between my legs, my kegal muscles twitched and I could feel the squeezing in my hips. There was a wet feeling all over my crotch and upper thighs and something seemed to be leaking out of me, something sticky. It was slowly dripping down and sliding between my ass cheeks. "I gotta admit, I won't miss that," she said looking down at my crotch. "Let me get something so you can see it for yourself." Immediately she left the room leaving me just staring at the nothingness between my legs. She came back quickly holding a hand mirror. She was still naked and it was surreal seeing a penis waving, half hard as she walked. She walked in and stood at the base of the bed. She came close and held the mirror close to my crotch pointed in my direction. What I saw took my breath from me. There in the reflection of the mirror was a pussy. A pussy between my legs and leaking cum. The cum had dribbled out of it and had started to pool between my ass cheeks. I squeezed my kegal muscle and watched as the lips of the vagina slightly twitched and more cum began slowly leaking out. "Don't you love it? I mean, I never really enjoyed getting the creampies, with all the cleaning that comes afterword and the sloppy wet feeling that seems to linger on forever, but giving them is oddly gratifying," I screamed and my vision seemed to go spotty as I struggled, squirmed and fought against the restraints. "Oh honey, don't worry, it will be alright. Soon enough you will have the rest of this sexy body to match that pretty pussy," she said as she started to pose, showing off all of her body. Her ass with the bow tramp stamp, her slightly sagging breasts, her long legs and tiny feet; All the while I fought against the bonds and screamed into the ball gag. "You can struggle all you want, but you won't be getting out. The gear I bought was the best and cost me quite a bit, I was ensured at purchase that even a hulking brute twice your size would be hard pressed to get out of it. On top of that, the bed is solid oak and took four men to bring it in, so yeah" You're not getting out," she didn't seem worried at all as she watched me struggle and idly stroked the penis between her legs. After a couple of minutes I was out of breath and choking on my own spit, having a hard time breathing due to the ball gag. The woman was still standing at the base of the bed. "I'm almost ready to go again, but let me introduce you to that hungry little slit between your legs, before I steal another piece," she said as she stepped to the side of the bed and opened a small chest. I couldn't see what was in it due to the angles. "Here we go," she said as she turned around to face me, holding up a bright pink vibrator that had some bunny ears to help stimulate the clit. "I think you are going to enjoy this." At this I struggled a bit more. She walked up beside the bed I was on, sat down and sidled up close to me. She placed the vibrator on the bed close by, within easy reach and began to stroke my new lower lips. Again she grabbed the mirror and angled it so I could see the horror now stuck at the junction of my legs and began gently rubbing the lips, separating them and circling something very sensitive toward the top of the lips. "All of this is considered your vulva," she said as she softly rubbed and encircled the entirety of the pussy. "This includes all of the external pieces of your pussy. The outer lips, or labia majora." She rubbed the two lips to either side. "The inner lips, or labia minora," at this she spread the lips, still wet from our combined juices, and rubbed the inside of both the lips, I felt the uncomfortable twitch again in my hips. "The urethra, where your pee comes out of." She touched some kind of opening between the lips just above canal, I couldn't see it but could faintly feel it. "The clitoris." She rubbed some small nub at the junction where the two lips meets and the sensation had me trying to close knees and a soft moan escaped my muffled mouth. "I see you like that huh. Well we have plenty of time for that later, all weekend in fact but let me continue. Your new clitoris is a little small as you'll find out. Even when you get super horny it will refuse to peek out from its little hood. So, unfortunately for you, you won't even get some semblance of what a dick would feel like again." She lingered for a few moments and rubbed in circles around that little nub, driving me crazy with unwanted pleasure, pussy clenching continuously in response. "Finally we have the opening of the actual vaginal canal, and that leaking out of you still is what is left of your, I mean, my cum." With that, she spread the lips wide. Looking down I could see and feel the pussy between my legs spread wide with the pink canal fully visible, my own cum still slowly leaking out of me and down my ass cheeks. Still holding me open she dragged her finger through the cum and brought back up my ass crack and back into the opening and then back up and over my clitoris. The combination of clitoral stimulation and air on the wetness between my legs made me shiver. "Let me introduce you to your first female orgasm. I think you are going to enjoy this.." She dropped the mirror and picked up the vibrator and I struggled again in response. She brought it up to what was now my pussy and slowly and gently messaged the rubber device up and down my soaked twat and between it's lips, coating the main shaft in cum and vaginal excretions. Soon enough the rubber was slick and gliding back and forth easily, all the while I was shaking and squirming from the stimulation and pleasure. After what seemed like an eternity she positioned the vibrator at the entrance to the vagina and unceremoniously shoved the entire thing inside of me. With a grunt I felt myself completely filled inside of my brand new orifice. The woman giggled to herself and kept it lodged inside of me. "This was my favorite toy, I hope you enjoy it. Women like yourself really need their toys." She winked at me and started slowly pistoning the toy in and out of me, almost tortuously slow. My breathing was growing rough from the sensations. Steadily she increased the pace until I was quickly rocking back and forth, the thing between my legs making horrible squelching noises the entire time. What was worse was the feeling of this thing moving quickly in and out of me, I felt myself opening wide to an invader, I felt vulnerable, at the mercy of this woman and this object. I continued to struggle, fighting against the restrains, squirming my body but all of this just added to the stimulation. I was starting to cry as I felt the tears beginning to form and it was at this point that I realized I was making little squeals and soft grunts as she fucked me with her toy. I screamed. "Sounds like someone wants a little more. I better oblige her," she said as she removed the toy from inside me and sent it vibrating with the push of a button. She placed the now vibrating toy back between my legs and sent my clitoris shaking in symphony with it, again sliding it up and down my slit. The pleasure had multiplied and already my legs were shaking uncontrollably. "Someone likes that, huh," she said, her tone condescending as she played with me. Again she plunged the toy deep inside me and just let it vibrate, shoved to the hilt. The buzzing noise was muffled by my own muff. After a few seconds of this again she started pulling the toy in and out, the squelching joining the buzzing. My toes were curling at the added sensations She pulled it mostly out and pushed another button that sent the little rabbit vibrating as well and continued to fuck me with the toy, ensuring that on each thrust the rabbit gave my clit the proper attention. Within five minutes I was over the edge and was having my first female orgasm. My whole body was abuzz with tension. My new vagina was kneading the toy lodged deep inside me and the rabbit was plastered solidly to my clitoris. I was screaming with pleasure, both literally and figuratively. Instinctively I had raised my pelvis and spread my knees as far as possible, opening myself fully to the foreign invader. "Your a horny little slut aren't you? I hope you liked that, Soon enough you'll get the real thing." I barely heard her over the throbbing in my ears. I was trying to catch my breath from the screaming orgasm that had rocked me. After a few moments I came to when I realized that the woman who had entrapped and tortured me was in the process of strapping something to my ankle restraints. It was some kind of bondage spreader bar. After she had both of my ankles strapped to the device she proceed to release the ankle restraints that were attached to the bed. As soon as my ankles were released I took my chance and kicked out. It wasn't very effective though as both of my legs were secured to the spreader bar and it seemed the woman was prepared. I did however manage to jab the bar into her once before she secured my legs. "A feisty one, aren't we? Don't worry, soon enough you won't have the strength to fight me much more," she said as she struggle to fold my legs up and over my head and then latched the bar to the headboard of the bed. I was left folded uncomfortably, my legs spread wide, up and over my head strapped to headboard. My pussy left on display, with easy access. "Now, don't you just look adorable? All spread eagle like that. A woman like you is really going to enjoy this," she said admiring her handy work and stroking what had been my penis. All I could do was scowl in reply. She was already hard as she climbed onto the bed, her dick bouncing all over the place as she moved about. It was surreal to see this small older lady, completely shaved and sexy, with a cock bouncing between her legs. It was even more surreal considering that her penis was mine and I was sporting her pussy. And I was the one in bondage, on the receiving end of some of my fantasies. I grunted and wiggled about, but all that did was to wiggle my pussy and ass for this lady. "I've been waiting for this for quite awhile, an escape from this boring life. I'm glad my niece" or I should say nephew gave me this thing," she said as she pulled off and admired the cock ring that she had initially worked onto my shaft. "So that's whats causing this. If I can get a hold of that then maybe I can get out of this," I thought as she put the cock ring back on and grabbed onto my legs to brace herself.