After my wife passed away, I sold our home and moved to a small A-frame cabin in Colorado.
I lived a fairly quiet life. My days were spent hiking, cycling, fishing and playing guitar in some of the local taverns.
I got the courage to play at a couple of local bars at the small town nearby, where I began making friends with some of the other locals.
I had met one big breasted lady in particular who was quite outgoing, and a constant fan of my performances.
We had had several long conversations about life in general, but I never gave our relationship much thought, other than I enjoyed she was a friend and an enthusiastic supporter, and I really enjoyed our conversations.
That was our status until one afternoon, I arrived at my cabin to find my door unlocked.
I opened it slowly and found my tavern friend lying on my bed. I looked around the cabin, and I noticed it had been cleaned. Not that it didn't need it, I was always busy doing other things. But the idea of someone just breaking in to my cabin was a wee bit perturbing.
"What are you doing here?"
"Mmmm, I'm a fan of your music..." she smiled. "I thought that you were so busy, you could use a hand keeping the place up."
I looked around, and admittedly, it did look better.
She lay on my bed, sitting propped up against the headboard and pillows. She wore one of my Oxford button down pinstripe shirts, and a pair of my boxers that fit tight on her wide ass.
"I got sweaty cleaning, and changed into some clothes I found in your dresser," she smiled. "I hope you don't mind."
"Well, I don't like people just breaking into my cabin." I sounded a bit peeved, even to me.
I walked over to the bed and leaned in, purposefully placing one knee between her slightly parted legs.
"I don't mind the shirt, but I don't think you should be wearing my undies."
I rubbed my finger along the leg of the boxers while staring into her eyes to gauge her response. I ran my finger along the boxer leg on the her outer thigh, and circled just barely beneath the boxers towards her inner thigh. Her eyes widened, but she gave me a coy smile. I stopped short reaching her inner thigh.
Seeing that she wasn't disturbed by my touching, I said,
"I'm sorry, but these will have to come off."
I wasn't really going to give her an option. As I spoke, my hands slipped upward along her hips, which were wide, soft and full, until they reached the the waist band of the shorts.
"Do you mind if I take these back?" and I rolled them down off her round butt cheeks, and up just enough to bare a tiny amount of her white ass cheeks, and the beginning of a few dark black curly cunt hairs. I pulled the front waistband down just far enough reveal the beginnings of her dark curly cunt hairs.
She lay there, unmoving but breathing heavier, as I gauged from her rising and falling breasts. Her pussy was covered but I could see the round white globes of her ass, and a tuft of dark curly hairs in the crevice between those cheeks.
My hands slipped beneath the shorts to her bare white cheeks, and I gently pressed them outward, in a move that I knew would give me a brief glimpse of her brown puckered asshole. I released her ass cheeks and they jiggled closed again.
"I absolutely love hairy cunts." She squirmed a little. I smiled and gave her a long slow kiss on the lips.
"I was hoping you had a hairy pussy. You are wearing my underwear, so I think the very least you could do would be to share the information."
She reddened but she smiled, " I do have a hairy pussy."
I pulled the top of the trunks down a bit to verify it. "Mmmm, that is definitely a hairy pussy. Do you taste as good as you look?"
"You're making me wet," she whispered. "You're welcome to taste."
"Even better," I said, as I pulled the boxers down to her feet, and tossed them to the floor.
"You have one beautiful ass." I slowly slid a single finger between the crevice of her ass cheeks pausing a moment once I reached her puckered rose.
She let her thighs fall open as her breathing quickened.
"You're welcome to taste me, and let me know what you think."
I took both her hands in mine and slid them along her inner thighs. When we reached her hairy patch, I pressed them on either side of her cunt... pressing down and parting her pussy mons with her hands... spreading her open wide and revealing her meaty pink cunt flesh. She did not have large pussy lips, but they were fleshy and as I played with her, they protruded more and more outside her pussy. Her clit was large and round... bigger than I had ever seen... the width of my index finger. I was instantly drawn to it. I simply had to suck it... feel it between my lips and on my tongue.
I pressed her thighs back toward her tits which were still hidden beneath my Oxford button down. She kept her hands on her pussy, and stretched herself open wider, anticipating being eaten.
With her hands holding her pussy open, I pressed the heel of my hands against her large rounded ass globes, opening her cheeks to get a full view of her latte-colored puckered rosette.
"Damn! Your ass may require some attention, as well."
She laughed. "Do you think you can have your way with me?"
"I'm not going to have my way with you, but I'm gonna make you wish you had found me much sooner," and I leaned down to suck her clit while she held herself fully opened.