Fleshy MILF Regains Her Self-Confidence – Part 3
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You would have a much better understanding of Part 3 if you read Parts1 and 2 first but the following is a brief recap to help bring you up to speed, for those who wish to start here.My name is Sarah, and my husband, Andrew, and I were forty-four years old and empty nesters when this story began at our lakefront home in the Omaha, Nebraska area. I’m five feet and eight inches tall and weighed about one hundred and seventy pounds at that time, before losing weight. With my red hair and blue eyes, most people say I look a lot like the actress, Christina Hendricks, and I even have full, round, 36F, melon-sized breasts.I became more reserved and shyer after our kids were born, mainly because of the weight I gained. Andrew loved watching other men flirting with me before I gained those extra pounds and started dressing more conservatively. After our son left home, I was depressed and in a real funk, and one night Andrew expressed his sadness at my depression and convinced me to dress more provocatively again, so I could see how men were still attracted to me, and especially our neighbors, Adam and Tyler. He admitted that he wouldn’t even mind if they fucked me, after seeing their big cocks in the showers after playing golf, since his cock is only five inches long. I ended up fucking Adam and Tyler and they caught Andrew eating me and he sucked their cocks, which wasn’t that big of a surprise since before we were married, he admitted sucking some of his friends’ cocks in high school. Following that first night I ended up fucking one of our other neighbors, Jason, and even included his wife, Kendra, in the group as we were both gangbanged, and I was motivated to get back in shape. In Parts 1 and 2 I also fucked Andrew’s boss, Phil, and a coworker, David, another man, named Jack, who I met at our country club, and Nate, a younger, rugged working man that I picked up in a saloon, as my sexual desires became stronger and nastier.Part 3Sucking and fucking Nate was a big step out of my comfort zone of only fucking neighbors and Andrew’s and my work-related acquaintances, and I like meeting strangers on my own, even if Andrew joins us later. After adding Nate to the list, I was sucking and fucking those nine men on a varied basis, and I was averaging being fucked six times a week. It was easiest for Ken, Jack, and Nate to come over, and I was fucking them at least once a week, and the other six men came over when they could get away from their wives.The men liked my increased nastiness, and heightened taste for sucking cock and swallowing their cum, as well as sucking their balls, and I couldn’t get enough of pressing my face into their hairy, sweaty crotches and assess. Instead of being satiated by my frequent fuckings, I wanted more, and it wasn’t just a matter of size. I loved sucking and fucking average cocks as much as the bigger ones, and it was more the thrill of being a slut for men that way, and I wanted to taste as many different cocks as possible.An Unexpected Encounter Leads to More Cock It had been three weeks since I met Nate and I hadn’t had an opportunity to find another new man to fuck, but it wasn’t that bad, since I was fucking men on several school nights, as well as being busy with the men on the weekends. Then an unexpected opportunity presented itself. Friday night was the last of evenings of teacher conferences, each meeting lasting between fifteen to thirty minutes, and my last appointment of the evening was with Clay, the father of my student, Jimmy. I knew that Jimmy had some emotional problems that likely affected his performance in school, and I was looking forward to discussing it with Clay. Clay is a ruggedly handsome man who I had heard owned a sporting goods store, and he was dressed in business casual, dockers, and a long-sleeved shirt. I was wearing a tasteful but short and tight skirt, and a tailored, tight-fitting blouse that emphasized my big breasts. After talking for fifteen minutes about several school programs, when he couldn’t resist looking at my breasts, I asked, “Does Jimmy have a well-lit and comfortable place to study at home, and are you available to help him with homework when he needs it?” He answered, saying, “Well, ma’am, Jimmy has everything he needs to study at home, and I do the best I can. I work long hours at my store, and since my wife travels a lot with her sales job, it is a challenge to always give Jimmy the attention he needs.” I empathized with him and said, “First of all, you can call me Sarah, Clay, and I know it can be difficult. But he seems to have some emotional issues too, and I’m hoping we can discuss that.” We were just getting into some issues, and my meeting with Clay had already gone over the allotted time when an announcement came over the public address system that the school was closing in five minutes. Since I knew we still had a lot to talk about, I said, “I’d like to learn a little more about Jimmy, but since they’re throwing us out, maybe we can schedule time some other evening.” Clay said, “It was hard for me to schedule to be here tonight, and I don’t know when I can do it again. If you’re agreeable, why don’t you let me buy you a drink at a quiet little bar near here or at least a cup of coffee at a diner, and we can finish it up there?” I knew that it was unusual and unprofessional to meet with a parent that way, but after being busy in those conferences all week, and not being able to fuck as much as usual, I was feeling kind of horny, and had to wonder if he had motives other than talking about Jimmy. I also knew that going to a bar would send a different message than going to a diner, and I was curious to see if and how he would approach me. So, I gave him reason for hope, saying, “Okay, Clay, I really would like to finish our conversation, and I could sure use a drink after this week.” We drove separately and took a booth in the far corner of the bar, sitting on the same side of the booth but separated by about two feet, and he seemed surprised when I ordered whiskey on the rocks, as I had done with Nate, not exactly the normal drink for prim schoolteachers. We talked for about ten minutes about some of Jimmy’s issues, and I finished one drink and ordered another before Clay asked, “How does Jimmy do in class?” I was starting to feel the effects of the drinks when I replied, “When I can get Jimmy to respond I can almanbahis tell he’s a smart boy, but he always seems to be distracted in class. He’s well-behaved and not being disruptive or anything, but he always seems to be looking a me with a glazed look on his face.” Clay shifted uncomfortably in his seat and smiled, and he let me see him staring at my breasts, before saying, “Uh, yes, well, ma’am, uh, I mean, Sarah, no offense, but I can see why he’d be distracted.” His comment not only didn’t offend me, but it was also flattering, and I wasn’t sure how to respond at first. After the drinks, I saw him as a new man to fuck and not just another parent, since he was probably horny with his wife gone a lot. I decided to look at him with an impish smile and teasingly said, “Oh, uh, wow, Clay, I don’t know whether to slap you or thank you, But I guess boys will be boys, at any age, when it comes to big boobies, or any boobies for that matter. I’m not distracting you, am I Clay?”He said, “It’s nice that you haven’t slapped me yet, but I don’t think I’d even mind that. Sorry to be so rude, Sarah, but yes, my wife’s been on the road for the past two weeks, and well, you are distracting, in a very pleasant way.” I said, “No problem, Clay. After a busy week of my evenings being shot and a couple of drinks, I can easily get distracted by a handsome man too.” Clay correctly read my receptiveness to him, and he slid closer to me, and put his arm around behind me on the top of the booth, but not yet touching me. Then he asked, “Do you have a husband to get home to right away, or are you in the mood for a little fun tonight?” I teased him further by putting him in a position to take the risk of making the first overt move, answering, “Yes, I do have a husband at home, but he knows better than to question me when I’m out late. Why, Clay, what do you have in mind?” Clay slid the rest of the way next to me and dropped his arm to my shoulder to hug me, as he said, “I’ve got a comfortable couch in the breakroom in my store near here, and I’d love to take you there to get better acquainted.” I turned more towards him and looked up into his eyes, and he took the invitation to kiss me. We were just two mature adults who knew what we wanted, without any games, and he rubbed my breasts as I rubbed his crotch, feeling his hardening cock. Then I said, “We’d better leave here now before we get thrown out for indecency.” After the short drive to his store, we got comfortable on his couch and resumed a deep, tongue-probing kiss, as he began to unbutton my blouse, and I unfastened his pants. Since I had been at school, I was wearing a bra to contain my melon-sized breasts. He unfastened the front clasp with a snap of his fingers, and my loosened breasts swung and jiggled into view. Clay let out a long sigh of approval, and then slid down in the seat on my right side and leaned across my lap to suck my left areola and nipple, as he weighed and fondled both breasts in his hands. He mumbled with my tit flesh in his mouth, saying, “I’ve never seen or tasted breasts this big and firm on a woman in her forties.” I cradled his head in my left arm and kissed his forehead, as I reached out with my right to first rub his crotch, and then push down his pants. His cock wasn’t the largest I had felt, but at almost seven inches long, and being uncircumcised and thick, it was more than enough to please me. He sucked my breast for about ten minutes, and I was so aroused that I leaned down to suck his cock which was already oozing precum. He helped me straighten out my legs in the other direction, and unfastened my skirt, before he began sucking my wet pussy right through my white, bikini cotton panties, before pushing them down and off my legs. I wanted to taste and swallow his full load, and either fuck him later that night, or on another night, and I pushed my left arm under his hip while pulling his top leg back over my head for better access to his crotch, and he took the hint that I was hungry for it by rolling partially on top of me. Then he moaned, “Oh fuck, Sarah, my wife won’t even suck my cock, much less go after it like you are. And if you keep that up, you’ll be tasting and swallowing my big load.” He sucked my wet, hairy vulva and clit harder and harder for about five minutes until he started grunting and moaning as he rolled completely on top of me, his thick cock erupting in my mouth. I swallowed as it pulsed and flexed, and I tasted his thick, pent-up cum that just kept squirting into my mouth. When his cock was drained, I slid down farther and pulled both of his legs forward, to give me full access as I sucked his hairy and musky smelling testicles. We finally sat up and he said, “That was amazing, Sarah, and I’m guessing this isn’t the first time you’ve cheated on your husband.” I smiled and said, “We have an understanding, and he likes to watch me with other men. So next time I’ll take you home with me. But we can fuck tonight as soon as you recover if we have time.”Clay resumed sucking my breasts, changing sides every five minutes or so, and after about a half-hour, his cock was hardening in my hand. We fucked for over ten minutes, as I had orgasm after orgasm on his thick cock, and then he inseminated me with his second big load of cum. We exchanged contact information, and as we left the store, I said, “I didn’t expect this evening to go this way, Clay, but I’m sure glad that it did. You’re welcome to my home and between my legs anytime.” Renewing My Friendship with Kate My best friend at the school from the old days right out of college, other than Ken and David, is Kate. Even though she’s in the biology department, we hit it off as best friends being new at the school together, although we didn’t socialize much outside of school. Kate was a beautiful girl and turned into a beautiful woman, looking a lot like the actress, Elisha Cuthbert, with blonde hair and blues eye, but even larger, 34DD breasts. She even reminded me of my roommate in college that I experimented with sexually. We talked a few times after I returned, and on the Tuesday of the week after fucking Clay, I asked her to go off campus to lunch with me. I just intended for it to be a chance to catch up, but it turned into much more. We talked about old times and then some of the new issues at the school first, but then I asked her about Clay, almanbahis yeni giriş since Jimmy was in her class the previous year, and we had previously discussed his issues. I asked, “Just curious, Kate, but did Jimmy’s parents ever attend any of your parent-teacher conferences?” Kate answered, “Yes, and the strange thing was that it was his father, Clay, that came, and not his mother or them together. Why do you ask?” I wanted to allude to him making suggestive comments, to see if Kate had heard anyone else talk about it, and replied, “I had my first conference with Clay last week, and that man is a flirt.”Kate leaned in and almost whispered, “Yeah, and that’s not all. I’ve heard that he’s had sex with some of the teachers and tries to get their sympathy by saying his wife is traveling all the time. It’s all an act, and I can’t believe the ladies fall for it.” It wasn’t that I was ashamed of fucking Clay per se, but I did feel guilty and ashamed since Kate described it that way. Kate could tell from the embarrassed look on my face that something was wrong, and she said, “Oh shit, Sarah, don’t tell me that you fell for his bullshit.” I said, “To be honest, it was as much my idea as his. My husband, Andrew, and I have a special relationship now, that started a few months ago, and he likes watching me with other men, and even just knowing that I’ve been with other men, almost as much as I like a big variety of cocks. So, it was easy to play along with Clay.”She was less shocked than I expected, and asked, “How did all of that start for you and Andrew?” I explained everything about Andrew wanting me to feel better about myself, and how it evolved from there, and even that he had developed a taste for sucking cocks. Then Kate asked how he could have suddenly become a cock sucker, and I explained how we had confessed our earlier dalliances with bisexuality to each other when we were engaged. Kate gave me a curious look when I mentioned my bisexuality, not disgust or necessarily happiness, but more of an acknowledgment. Then I said, “I know this lifestyle isn’t for everyone, but I have my needs, which are getting more consuming all the time, and so long as Andrew is agreeable to being my cock sucking, cuckold husband, I’m going to enjoy having all the sex I can with as many men as possible. But what about you, Kate? Do you think you have a perfect marriage?” Kate blushed, and responded, “Oh no, Sarah, my marriage is far from perfect, but I don’t think we have time to get into all that right now. What I am interested in is whether you’ve acted on your bisexuality since college, the way Andrew has embraced his? Is that something you’re ashamed of now?” I thought that was a strange, and maybe telling question, and I answered, “No, Kate, that’s not something I’m ashamed of, but since my sexual rebirth a few months ago, I’ve been too busy enjoying a variety of cocks to think about that. I still have fond memories of those few months of lesbian love with my roommate. But why are you curious about that?” Kate looked embarrassed again and responded in a way to end the discussion, saying, “Oh, I was just wondering, and it’s no big deal. And anyway, we need to be getting back to our afternoon classes.” My fuck sessions with the other men got pretty much back to normal on Saturday when Adam and Tyler came over on Saturday morning, Jack stopped by Saturday afternoon, and then Ken slept over on Saturday night. Andrew and I discussed that past week when we had time between the men coming over, and he let me know that he had been particularly busy sucking cocks that week. A Unique Opportunity The next couple of weeks were about normal for me sexually, as we approached the end of the school year and summer break. Then on a Wednesday at lunch in the teacher’s lounge with Kate, she said, “There’s a one-week, secondary teacher enrichment seminar at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln campus next month. I signed up for it and reserved a spot for you too, hoping you’d want to go. We can share a hotel room near the campus at a reasonable group rate the university negotiated. Please join me.”I knew that it’s only a sixty-eight mile and one hour and ten-minute drive to Lincoln, but it did make sense to stay there and not have to commute. And knowing that I’d be missing my steady diet of cocks and cum at home, I saw it as an opportunity to find some younger men to fuck. So, I agreed to go, but after that conversation at lunch with Kate, I was suspicious and hoping that she had other motives. The summer break finally started, and Kate and I drove over to Lincoln late on a Sunday afternoon so we could get settled for the beginning of the course on Monday morning. Our hotel room had two queen-sized beds, and after unpacking, Kate said, “It’s still early, Sarah, so let’s go down to the bar, get a light dinner, and have a few drinks to help us get to sleep.”We sat in a booth and the bar was almost empty, normal for a Sunday evening. We had just ordered our third drinks and were pleasantly buzzed when I remembered something and said, “When we were at lunch that day talking about Jimmy and Clay, you said that your marriage was far from perfect, but we didn’t have time to get into it. We have plenty of time now, Kate, and after telling you about my sordid lifestyle, it’s only fair that you tell me yours, which can’t be nearly as bad.”Kate took a sip of her fresh drink, and said, “This will probably be surprising to you, Sarah, but not too long after you quit teaching, my husband, Jeff, and I were socializing with, Greg, a friend of his from work, and his wife, Janet, and the men were very attracted to each other’s wives. They finally convinced us ladies to swing with them, mostly to satisfy their hunger for some strange pussy.”Janet and I agreed after a lot of convincing, and that became the most arousing thing I had ever done. Greg has a much bigger cock than Jeff’s, and I think he was regretting getting it started, when he realized how much I wanted to fuck Greg. But then things got even more uncomfortable for Jeff, one night when we were all drunk, after having just fucked one another’s spouses. Janet went down on me to suck my pussy clean of Greg’s cum. Janet is a beautiful and well-built woman, and although I had never had a bisexual relationship before, I turned around until we were in a side-by-side almanbahis giriş sixty-nine and I sucked her pussy clean.”“We sucked each other for much longer than needed to just clean up the cum, and when we finished, Janet kissed me, as we fondled each other’s breasts. From there was sucked each other’s breasts, and as Greg cheered us on, Jeff was eerily quiet. When we got home that night Jeff gave me shit about my lesbian encounter with Janet, and I said, “You and Greg are the ones who got this shit started, and I can’t help it if Janet has a taste for women. I enjoyed tasting her too, and if you guys want this to continue, then I’ll do what I please with Janet.” After a brief pause to take a sip of her drink, Kate continued, “We only met one more time as couples after that, because Jeff got upset when Janet and I made love in front of them before we even fucked the men, and he saw a passion in me that made him jealous and disgusted, all at the same time. And even after the swinging ended, I met with Janet and Greg in secret, on average once a week for the next couple of months, and sometimes just Janet. That ended when Jeff smelled her on our sheets and put an end to it. And ever since then, well…” I knew there was more by the way her voice trailed off, and I said, “Come on, Kate, tell me what you were going to say.” Kate took another sip, and said, “I’ve been fantasizing about fucking other men and women for twenty years now, with little hope of experiencing that again. And then when you told me your story, I knew that we were simpatico, and it gave me a glimmer of hope. And with us together here and all these horny college boys around, and the way we both have great bodies and still look good, I was sure that we could give these boys a thrill by letting them dip their hard, young cocks into a couple of horny MILFs and give them a good story to tell their friends.” It got my pussy wet hearing how graphic Kate was talking about fucking boys the age of my son, and I said, “Wow, Kate, you really are horny for these boys, who like my son are young, dumb, and full of cum. Maybe we can go prowling for cock tomorrow evening.” We went back to our room after the third drink, and as we undressed in front of each other to get ready for bed, Kate was as unashamedly interested in my 36F, honeydew-melon-sized breasts as I was in her 34DDs, and as we looked at each other in just our bikini underwear, Kate said, “Oh my, Sarah, I’ve only seen you fully-clothed before, and it’s a shame to cover up your amazing body. Did you mean what you said that day about having fond memories of making love with your roommate?” My suspicions had been correct, and I encouraged her by taking a step her way and answering, “Yes, Kate, I did mean that, and it’s amazing how much you look like her. Your body is fantastic, and I can’t help being attracted to you as more than a casual friend.” We both took a step towards each other and hugged, pressing our bare breasts against each other, as we kissed, first gently, and then a passionate, tongue-probing kiss as we rubbed each other’s backs, asses, and the sides of our breasts. We were both breathing hard after our lengthy kiss, as we stepped to the bed and pulled back the covers, before getting into bed and kissing again, as we rubbed and fondled each other’s breasts. I had learned from my roommate that the gentle caress of another woman can be so erotic, compared to how rough horny men can be, and after kissing for another five minutes or so, Kate slid down to suck my areolas and nipples. I slowly twisted around in the bed, not letting her take her mouth off my breasts, until we were in a shortened side-by-side sixty-nine, gently sucking and fondling each other’s breasts. We sucked breasts for the longest time, and then we both started kissing, licking, and sucking the other’s torsos as we slid together, until we pushed the other’s panties down and off, and began sucking each other’s hairy, thick-lipped pussies. I loved smelling, tasting, and sucking pussy again, and we each pulled the other’s top legs back and over our heads to give us better access. Kate sucked my big clit like a cock as I sucked hers, and we sucked for what seemed like a half-hour, giving each other two orgasms. Then, remembering how nasty and erotic it was to suck Nate’s asshole, I slid farther down and pressed my face into Kate’s beautiful ass crack, and began sucking and licking her there, until I focused on her wrinkled asshole. She got turned on being rimmed, and began sucking my asshole as well, and there we were, two sexy, middle-aged MILFs, doing one of the nastiest things together. We finally moved apart, and I turned around to cuddle with her, and we slept in each other’s arms, fully satiated from making love together. We kissed and sucked each other’s breast again in the morning, before taking a shower together and getting ready for class, and we were so happy with our new, intimate relationship. Anyone seeing us together would immediately know that, at least for that week, we were a couple. Cougars Need to be Fed The enrichment course was boring, as I expected, but we got through the day and then went back to the hotel to change into ‘fuck me’ clothing of tight leggings and tight, cropped university logo t-shirts before going to dinner. After dinner we found a quaint country and western bar, that was smaller than the one where I met Nate in Omaha. It has a jukebox and small dance floor, and as usual in bars, there were more men there than ladies, many of them college age. We didn’t expect that college boys would have the money to buy women drinks, and we thought part of the attraction to meeting up with a couple of MILF cougars would be for them to spend money on the boys. So, we sat in a booth in the corner of the bar and ordered our own whiskeys. We agreed to act drunker than we really were, just to let the boys think they were getting away with something, and it didn’t take long for what looked like two, big old, Nebraska farm boys to join us at our booth. They walked up, and one asked, “Howdy, ladies, do mind if we join you? My name’s Harlan, and my friend is Lyle.” I replied, by motioning for them to sit down and saying, “Sure, boys, have a seat. I’m Sarah, and my friend is Kate. May we assume that you boys go to school here at NU?” Lyle answered, saying, “Yes, we’re in the agriculture program and taking a summer class before our sophomore year. Harlan and I are roommates in the dorm. What are you ladies doing here?” Kate responded, “We’re teachers from the Omaha area, just here for a week-long enrichment course.”
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