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The Wanton Widow - Part 3 - Carol

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The Wanton Widow - Part 3 - Carol

Chapter 1

I can't believe how well my plan worked. When my husband died, I thought I was getting away from the wild sex for the rest of my life.

Ted and I had been married for over twenty years. I fell for him instantly, despite the age difference. He was fifteen years my senior, but I was young and in love. And lust, Ted had a great cock, and knew how to use it.

Some people were a bit scandalized when he had his heart attack while fucking his secretary. I wasn't. After all, I'd fucked her, why shouldn't he? Actually, the simple truth was Ted had a bad heart, it ran in his family. He was well insured though, plus the executives at the agency were very nice to me, giving me a lump payout of his retirement benefits. I think they were just grateful I didn't make an issue over Ted and his secretary.

As you may have guessed, Ted and I were swingers. We loved to fuck, and often mixed it up with other couples and groups. Ted often brought home his secretary for me to enjoy when he was done with her. She was a slut, wanted to sleep her way to the top I guess. All I know is she was a hot young thing with a great tongue. She was an oral fiend, could lick pussy for what seemed like hours.

Yes, I know, at this point you're probably thinking 'geez this chick's a bisexual nympho'. Well, you're thinking right! I love pussy just as much as I love cock. Girls seemed fascinated by my tits just as much as guys are. They're natural, in case you are wondering, F cups.

There was a group of girls I used to party with. The four of us had some wild sex parties, I loved it when I had one on each tit and another between my legs licking my shaved twat. Sometimes our husbands joined us, that's when the real fun began.

Still, as much as I enjoyed it, when Ted died I kind of lost interest. Maybe I thought it would never be the same, maybe I thought that now I was a "widow" I should be prim and proper. Either way I decided to cash in, sold everything and move south, to be near my daughter who was attending college nearby.

At 19, Jean was the spitting image of me at that age. Big tits, as big as my own, blond hair, gray eyes, a little thinner though. If I had to guess, she is just as randy as her old mom, although we don't talk much about it.

When I moved, I thought I had put my kinky ways behind me. Then I started getting lonely. I missed the physical closeness. I wasn't looking for a new love, no Ted had been fine and that was over. Masturbation was alright up to a point, and the privacy of my property allowed me to go at it when ever and where ever I wanted. I enjoyed being able to go nude most of the time, indoors and out. But still, there was something missing.

Then I met Jack and Diane. I knew right then and there I had to have them. Diane, how can I describe her, well cute comes to mind. Very cute. She had short hair framing green eyes and a button nose, and soft lips that made me want to kiss them. Her breasts, while not as big as my own, were pretty large in their own right. I longed to kiss and caress them. She was on the plump side, but so were many of my past partners. I kind of like chubby chicks, more fun to play with.

And Jack, oh wow. The first time he saw me, he got a bulge in his pants that was so big I thought his pants were about to burst. I knew he had to be hiding a monster in his tight jeans. I knew there and then I wanted to have his trouser snake in me.

But how? They seemed like such a respectable couple. I figured Jack wouldn't be a problem getting into the sack, if he was sure his wife wouldn't object. Diane then was the key. If I could seduce her, Jack would fall into place. That decided, I launched my plan.

Chapter 2

From the way Diane looked at me I knew she was interested. I kept finding her staring at my breasts, licking her lips, breathing heavy. I could also sense she was skittish. If I came right out and asked, she'd bolt. I had to be patient, take my time.

I started slow, making friends with her. After Diane was comfortable around me, I began revealing my body. Letting her catch me in panties and a t-shirt, for example. Once she was got used to that, I removed the top, letting her see my bare breasts. I felt so sexy, having her gape at me like that. I'm sure she was playing with that sweet pussy of hers when she got home.

I knew I was making progress the day I went over and she was wearing that sexy pair of panties and nothing else. It was all I could do, not to attack her, to lunge and wrap my mouth around her pink nipples. I knew it was time for the next step.

I didn't know she was on her way over, but I heard her coming through the woods. I was already naked, and decided to put my plan into action. It was child's play to get her naked too, and sunning with me. I made sure to wait though, getting her comfortable with our mutual nudity. At lunch I plied with with lots of wine, making sure she was good and toasty.

I really didn't intend to masturbate that day. it just sort of happened. The sun, the wine, the music, next thing I know I'm rubbing my pussy. I was a little worried I'd blown it, but I shouldn't have been. Diane fell right in line, going at her own sweet pussy. I thrilled when she reached out for me. Even the simple act of holding hands as we orgasmed together was more sexual contact than I'd had in a year.

After that she was putty in my hands. We had several more joint masturbation sessions, but I was eager for more, and I could tell she was too. The shower was the key, get her into a confined area, a little accidental touching, and I'd have her.

I did have her too! Diane was more than willing, her kisses burned with passion. She had one of the tastiest pussies I'd ever eaten, and a tongue that never seemed to tire.

Diane was an excellent lover. Passionate, sexy, and creative. I loved being with her. But I needed more. Specifically 10 inches more, in the form of her husband's cock.

That turned out to be easy too. A nudge here, a suggestion there, a little pillow talk and soon Diane was feeling guilty. Having already laid the ground work, she was all to willing to jump at my suggestion. A video of the two of us, getting it on, imploring Jack to join us.

Jack was a wild man. He fucked me in ways I'd forgotten about. I loved it when he ravaged my ass, I was sore for a week but smiled every time I thought about it. What a cock! He recovered faster than a lot of 19 year olds I knew. And I'd been fucked by my share of 19 year olds.

Now came the scary part. Jack was home with his sweet little wife, talking about what had happened. If all went well, I'd get a phone call in the morning from Jack and Diane, inviting me over. If not, well looks like I'd have to find a new house.

Chapter 3

Ring Ring! I had stayed up late, fretting over things, wondering, worrying. I meant to wake before now, but overslept. "Hello?" I mumbled in the phone.

"Hi Lover!" Diane sounded breathless.

"Everything OK?"

"Yup, now get over here."

"Jack? He take it OK?"

"You bet your sweet ass. If you hurry you can get here in time to see him fire a load of cum into me, then eat it out of my snatch!" The line went dead.

I didn't even take time to dress, I just ran over there naked. I didn't care, I just wanted to be with them. I ran right in without bothering to knock, heading straight to the bedroom. There they were, naked and going at it like rabbits, in a good old fashioned missionary style fuck.

"Hi Lover! 'bout time you got here!" Diane exclaimed.

"Yeah sexy, get over here." Jack said, breathing hard. I complied, bounding into the bed, sliding my naked body beside theirs. I could tell they were both close to orgasm, so decided to help things along. I leaned over and gave Diane a wet, sloppy kiss. At the same time I began rubbing Jake's cute ass as he pumped in and out of Diane's pussy.

"Oh Oh OHHHHH YESSSS" Jake grunted. I felt his ass tighten as his magnificent cock ejaculated deep inside his wife's body. Diane let out a cry as orgasm swept through her loins as well. Her nipples got stiff, and her chest turned a rosy color. They locked together, holding their bodies tight against one another as their bliss ran through them.

Finally, the tension died. As Jack fell back, his cock made a slurping noise as it exited Diane's pussy. I was all over it, sucking their combined juices off his softening prick. After getting my fill, I moved over between Diane's legs. I dove into her hairy pussy, licking the delicious cream pie in front of me.

After some minutes I felt movement behind me, then felt my hips being lifted into a doggy position. Something warm and stiff was poking at my pussy, and I welcomed it. I let out a groan as Jack impaled me with that big prick of his. I lost my concentration, forgetting about Diane's pussy as my cunt got pumped harder and harder.

Diane shifted around under me, so we were now in a sixty nine position. She began licking my clit while her husband kept fucking my went cunt with his cock. I was going insane with fuck lust, unable to control myself, to form even the most basic thoughts. Suddenly I heard myself screaming, felt myself taken over by my orgasm. I came, and came hard, squirting my own pussy juice over Jake's cock and Diane's face.

I fell forward, sliding off Jake's fuck pole. "Oh." I gasped. "Oh damn. Give me a minute." We collapsed in a pile, all hugging and kissing and groping each other. After a little while, Diane whispered an idea into my ear, which I readily agreed to.

We slid to the floor, on our knees facing the bed. "Hey big boy, come over here." I told Jake.

"Yeah, stud muffin, come here and let my lover and I suck your cock." Jake grinned, then stood before us. His cock was warm and slimy with my juices, but neither of us hesitated. Diane and I dove in, licking his awesome manhood. While we licked and sucked, we fondled each other's titties, stroked each other's pussies and kissed while giving Jake the blowjob of the year.

We felt his balls tighten, I could hear his breath quicken as he got close. I gave Diane a last kiss as our hands met, wrapped around Jake's shaft. We pumped together until he erupted, firing hot streams of white cum over our faces and breasts. We opened wide, letting his spunk splatter in our hungry mouths. As he looked down, we let him gaze upon our cum splattered chests and faces, before finishing off with a hot kiss.

Yes, I am really quite happy about the way my plans all came together!

The End?