Beatrice has her way with Bennie
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We had known her for almost 20 years. There were reasons I had not approached her years ago, but now we were close friends. She had ditched her abusive jerk of a husband, played for a year, and settled on her high school sweetheart from 20 years before. The problem for them was he lived half way across the country on the east coast, while she (and we) lived in the middle of the country. They aren’t rich or even well-off, so visits are few and far between.
We worked close to one another, she and I, we had lunches, and with those lunches came more private discussions. She needed to talk due to the distance and infrequency of the connection with her husband. I needed to talk due to the distance of my wife’s feelings and the infrequency of any intimate interaction, whether it involved sex or not.
She’s Missy. Her husband is John. She’s in her 40’s, 5’2′, about 130 pounds, and the most perfect skin I’ve ever seen. She’s sassy, and at times downright salty, and I love that part of her.
I’m Rick. My wife is Trish. I’m in my 60’s, 5’11’, about 210 on a good day. I keep myself in pretty good shape, but as with many guys my age, I have some issues related to my sexual capabilities. Penetrative sex is difficult today, even with all the miracle drugs. Getting it up is one thing, keeping it up is another altogether. I’ve always loved oral, and while my wife sometimes allows me to give this pleasure to her, she absolutely never will reciprocate.
So on that Tuesday when Missy and I sat down to lunch, and she leaned across the table toward me stating intensely, ‘I just need to be eaten out’, I was blown away!
When I responded with, ‘That can be arranged’, she backed off a bit and explained that she couldn’t do that outside her marriage. I explained I wasn’t attempting to destroy anything that either one of us had, especially our respective marriages. I then asked if her husband had ever eaten her during one of their infrequent visits together. She told me simply, ‘No’. She said she didn’t feel like he had wanted to. She also told me her first husband would spit after eating her out, as if she tasted bad. ‘He’s an idiot’, I said. She went on to say that the last time he did that was the last time they did anything sexual.
I mentioned that one of my previous lovers told me I should write a book teaching men how to eat out a woman. We talked for a few minutes and concluded the discussion with me letting her know I was available whenever she decided she needed to be eaten out.
The next week, we met on Thursday for lunch. She immediately jumped in with, ‘Oh my God, Rick! Last night was terrible! I was incredibly horny and almost called you to take you up on your offer!’ Not wanting to push her really hard, I stated, ‘Any time. You know the offer is open any time.’ For better or worse, I will force no one. It has to be agreed to by both sides. Even though I am that way, inside I was screaming, ‘Let me eat you!’
I didn’t have to wait long.
Late Saturday afternoon my phone buzzed notifying me of an incoming text. I glanced at it quickly, since I was grocery shopping with my wife. Missy texted, ‘Can you talk?’ ‘Not now’, I replied. Early evening came, and my wife and I arrived home. We put away the few things we had bought, and I wandered out into the back yard. I called Missy.
‘What’s up?’ I asked.
‘My libido’ she responded. ‘Is your offer still good?’
‘Of course. The only real questions are when and where?’ I said.
‘Now and here at my place. All three teenagers are out on dates or at school events and won’t be home until late.’ She answered.
‘I’ll be over shortly’ I said.
I went inside and told the wife I was going for a drink. She almost ignored me with her response as she watched a show on television. ‘Okay’ was all she said. I didn’t even bother to kiss her goodbye, and she didn’t ask for it.
I managed to drive sanely and within the speed limit as I made my way to Missy’s house. I parked a couple blocks away at a bar, walked to her house, and quietly knocked on the door. It was late fall and already dark and cool. No neighbors were about, not that any of them knew me, but why ask for trouble? Missy answered the door, grabbed my arm, and pulled me in. On her tiptoes, she tipped her head back and closed her eyes, inviting our first kiss. I responded with a deep passionate kiss that had our tongues battling from the first moment our lips touched. She almost screamed the words, ‘Oh my God, why haven’t I let you do that before?’ I have been told I have quality kissing abilities.
She stepped back dropped her robe and then stood there with just a pair of cute lace panties on. Those breasts, those tits that I have lusted after for so long were suddenly there in front of me, exposed in all their beauty. ‘God, Missy, those are beautiful!’
‘Well, thank you, but that’s not what you’re here for, is it?’ getting right down to business.
I allowed my eyes to wander down to the almost transparent panties and saw the outline of her shaved pussy and the strip of hair just above it. It was difficult not to notice the wet spot in her ‘V’ where her legs met. ‘This is what you’re here for, isn’t it, Rick?’ she said, breathing just a little faster and pointing a single finger at her pussy.
Regaining just a little control over the situation, I moved in quickly and took her right tit in my mouth. I sucked it, nibbled it, and pulled it with my teeth while she held her hands on the back of my head and moaned deeply. ‘Ahhhggg!’ she expressed.
I lifted her and carried her to her bedroom, laying her gently on her bed. She started to remove her panties. ‘No!’ I directed emphatically. ‘Those come off when I say so. And remember that will be your last chance to say no.’ She looked at me questioningly for a moment. ‘You and I both need to know that this is what you want right up to the last minute. Neither one of us needs guilt or regrets later. Is that understood?’
She nodded yes.
I reached down for her right foot. I gently kissed the arch, and then I extended my tongue and licked inside her foot and up her ankle. She started rubbing her titties. ‘Okay, but do not pinch or twist them’ I told her.
I took her left foot and repeated the process I had used on the right foot. She was making mewling sounds. I moved up her calf, licking and kissing and gently massaging as I went. More mewling. More moans with an occasional ‘Oh, God!’ tossed in. I looked up from between her knees to see her head rocked back and her eyes closed. She was still rubbing her breasts.
‘Rick’, she said with a sigh, ‘eat me now’.
‘Not yet, Missy’ I said. ‘I intend to enjoy this for a while since you may decide this is a one-off. I want to remember this, and I want you to remember this moment in your life.’
She sighed.
I held one leg up slightly and gently kissed the back of one knee and then did the same with the other, leaving little laps of my tongue along the way. She moaned, ‘Riiiick!’
I began rubbing the tips of my fingers and my fingernails along the outside of her upper legs and thighs, while continuing to kiss inside each leg above her knees. He hips were humping the air now, her breathing quick and short.
I moved up inside her legs as she helped by propping them up and open, knees bent, feet on my back. As I moved she started demanding, ‘Eat me! Damn it, Rick, eat me!’
‘Not yet, baby.’ I said quietly as she continued to hump the air. She moved her hands down to her clit.
‘Don’t!’ I said. She moved her hand back to her titties quickly.
‘Rick, you have to…you have to…eat…me…’
I moved closer to her pussy with my lips and tongue, holding on to her hips. I placed my thumb on her panties and pressed gently on her clit.
‘Ohhhhhhh, unngggh, ahhhggghhh!’ she moaned.
I stopped. She shuddered as I did so.
‘Why did you stop? Keep going!’
‘This is
your last chance to say no. Stop me now or…’ I didn’t need to finish the sentence. It took her only a moment. ‘Eat me, Rick, eat me now.’
With a swift motion I ripped the flimsy panties off her body. The quick act of violence caused her to jump and her eyes to shoot wide open. ‘Oh my God! Now! Now, Rick! Yes! Now! Pleeease!’
I went down on her, licking both sides of her pussy. I tongued her hole and slid my tongue up her slit not quite getting to her clit. ‘Oh my god!’ she exclaimed. I went down further this time, licking from her puckered back door all the way to her clit slowly, stopping only to tongue her love canal. She moaned and rolled from side to side, pushing her hips into my face.
‘Now play with your titties, Missy. Do it! Now!’
She was moaning and whimpering and mewling. I heard the sharp intake of breath as I sucked her clit and then nibbled on it. She moaned louder. I gently bit down on her clit, backed off, and laid my entire tongue flat against her clit, leaving it there for a moment as she continued pinching her nipples and rolling them between finger and thumb. She was humping my face.
Suddenly, she stopped playing with her nipples and grabbed my head, shoving my face into her pussy. She groaned out loud. I went to work then, quickly licking and kissing every part of her pussy. I again nibbled on her clit. She made more incomprehensible noises. I bit her clit a little harder this time. She squealed.
She had told me she didn’t like anal, but I had licked her, and she hadn’t objected, so I now pressed my thumb, wet from her juices, on her back door. It quickly popped in, and she let out another squeal.
She was rising to her climax. Leaving my thumb in place and working it back and forth, I moved to her clit and licked and flicked it. Then I bore down. Inserting two finger into her love canal, I took her clit into my mouth and started sucking. She was squealing and squirming all over now. I sucked harder and faster.
‘Oh my God! Oh my God! Ahhhh! Oh, fuuuuck! Arrrgh! Oh, shit! Unnngggghhhh! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Oh, fuck, I’m cummmming!’ She climaxed in my face, squirting my face, neck, and shoulders with her cum and soaking the sheets.
‘I don’t know what your first husband’s problem was, but you are simply delicious’, I told her as I licked her inner thighs, her ass, and her pussy, cleaning them of her cum. ‘He’s a fool!’
I pulled my thumb out of her ass and my fingers out of her hole, her body shuddered one last time as she whimpered.
I kissed her, once then once again, with her own juices on my lips as I watched her lying there peacefully. She was absolutely beautiful. Regretfully, I went into the bathroom and washed up to remove the smell of her sex from me. I still had a wife to go home to.
I paused at her bedroom doorway. ‘Good night, Missy. I’ll let myself out.’ She merely smiled and nodded as I turned the lights off and left.
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1 ?Miss me Duncan?? the whispered words sliced through the silence. That was how it started. Cold, harsh, calculated. She didn't have to see who spoke them. ?Cheating death itself these days huh Marcott,? the blond fired back. That comment brought a chuckle from the woman, who pressed the cold barrel against Heather Duncan's neck. ?You know I couldn't die. There was too much unfinished work to do,? Mallory hissed. Heather heard the soft clacking of her shoes as she...
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Wife LoversHeatherMy Wife, Heather, and I, Dave have been married for 25 years and have brought up 2 k**s, who no longer live at home with us and we recently down-sized our big house for a 2 bed-room mini-home that is 68 feet long and 14 feet wide and very nicely laid out as we designed it ourselves. She is 45 years old and I am 46 years old and time has been on her side as she looks at least 10 years younger than she is.After the k**s went to college and university, Heather decided to go to the gym and...
Keith Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of supplies across the dirt parking lot towards the distant set of barns and stables. He was anxious to get set up before too many arrivals for today’s rodeo, and as a stable hand, he needed to be ready when the riders showed up. Behind him, his wife Heather was gathering her own supplies, arranging food in her coolers so that she could wheel them to the opposite side underneath the metal bleachers where her hot dog stand was located. She...
Heather lay, deep in thought. Her husband Roger snored beside her. It was a long time since she felt this alive, as if a sleeping dragon within her had awoken, breathing fire. Earlier in the evening she had caught her husband's nephew Dan naked with a gigantic erection. He needed help removing a metal ring stuck around his penis and as a nurse she was glad to provide professional help.Remembering his thick shaft in her hands, she knew she had to take full advantage of this opportunity. An 18...
Steve's thrusts became more urgent, and he became more vocal. "Oh God, I'm going to cum… Oh… Oh… I’m coming!"Heather quickened her pace and rubbed her clit, I stroked furiously, accidentally taking a step into our bedroom. Steve moaned out, shooting ropes of cum into Heather's pussy. Heather's body shook in pleasure and slumped back onto Steve's chest, and I shot a load onto the carpet and my hand. I ducked out of my hiding spot, grabbed my swimsuit, and headed for the truck. Heather slid off...
Wife LoversMy teenage daughter, who made a pornographic video for me last night, was on her way home to perform in front of the camera again tonight. She had known the webcam I installed to watch the baby had fallen, changing it's view from the crib, to directly capture the activity from her bed. Instead of being upset about it, Heather enjoyed knowing I was watching her masturbate.I hurried to the kitchen to refill my glass of bourbon, then decided to just take the whole damn bottle to my bedroom. I knew...
IncestIt was Friday night and again I was thinking about Heather. I couldn't stop daydreaming about last week with her. That cute little blonde's tight ass was so incredible. Tonight Heather was going to take her next step into the world becoming a slut, only she didn't know it yet. She was in for quite a surprise. Christine and I had it all planned.We wanted Heather to realize that we were now in total control of her sex life. We wanted her to know that from now on she was our sex slave and was...
Heather Preston struggled playfully at the bonds that held her. She lay naked in her back yard. Her arms and legs spread apart bound to metal stakes buried in the ground. She had been left this way by her husband, Jim, as part of their game. Heather loved bondage a ****-fantasy and Jim loved being dominant, so the two made a good couple in the bedroom. One of their little games was to have Heather bound and exposed outside. Where she would be 'forced' to give Jim a blowjob before he left. She...
It was Wednesday evening at our favorite little dive bar; I was having dinner with my wife, Heather. I enjoyed a nice microbrew, my wife having her usual vodka and soda. We talked about our day, the kids, the bills, weekend plans… the usual long-married couple conversations. Somewhere in those conversations, a man sat down at the bar next to my wife. He was a handsome black man, mid-forties, stocky with closely cropped salt and pepper hair.We finished our dinner and continued talking. The...
CuckoldHeatherHeather found herself on a beach, pounded by the surf and lashedby the wind and rain. She supposed it must be the coast of Spain,but all that mattered at that point was survival. She crawledupward and hid among some rocks, her shoes lost, her clothingsodden with sea water. At dawn, some peasants, searching forvaluable jetsam after the storm, found her. She could not run fromthem, for her bare feet and full skirts, wet, heavy, clinging,impeded her, and she was, in any event,...
When last we saw Heather, she and Danielle had been together with me on a photography trip and an unplanned marathon sex session. It was time to review the pictures I took. I was to be at her place at 9 on a Saturday morning. I was early. What I found was quite a surprise. I walked up to her place and knocked on the door. All I heard was the quick scurrying of people. I had interrupted something. Heather came to the door all disheveled. Her curly strawberry blond hair was all fly away. She was...
Straight SexHeather and Will hadn't seen each other for a almost three weeks, except for a couple “quickies”. Will would drop by after work and we would immediately retire to the bedroom for a hard, fast fuck. While Heather still seemed satisfied, I didn't enjoy watching these episodes. It felt like Heather was just being used as a fuck toy. The biggest attraction of this whole scenario for me was seeing my beautiful wife not only being sexually satisfied, but wooed and treasured in way I would, if I...
CuckoldThere was a time before marriage and becoming parents that my wife and I partied almost every weekend. We would work our fingers to the bone during the week and spend Friday and Saturday nights out with all types of friends. This led to quite a few erotic encounters during those formative years of our relationship that helped lay a solid foundation for a healthy and fun sex life. However, there was one that still stands out in both of our minds.Just shy of fifteen years ago, my then fiance...
I pulled into Heather's driveway around 6:00am. I had been told the day before to be there in good time as they had a very special day for me planned. As I got out of the car and headed to the door I noticed a UHaul truck backed part way in the garage. Wondering what exactly they had in store with that, I kept heading to the front door. I rang the doorbell and was met almost immediately by Heather and Nicole. They were both dressed like prostitutes, but ready for the day...
Good morning! Heather texted, captioning a pic.CJ caught me being silly this morning. HahaGood morning, sweetie! Very cute pic! I sent, in reply.Are you working from home today? Heather asked.Yeah. You work today? I replied.No. Working out, then heading home, Heather texted.It's reasonable to say that I lived in an affluent neighborhood. However, I don't have a full-size gym in my house. CJ's parents are beyond wealthy. Their estate has a main house and several other quarters on the property....
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