All You Can Eat 2

I have an itch that needs to be scratched, and on a horny spring afternoon, I met Ann on an online porn/dating site. We hit it off right away. She was in her early 50s, a big woman with flaming red hair and enormous tits. I was in my mid-60s. I asked her how often she masturbated, and she replied, "Twice a day, for hours." I knew then that she and I would get along just fine.

Before long we were chatting hot and heavy, and I let her watch me cum on videocam. We both loved it, and within days we were doing it again. I asked her a lot of questions about her kinks and sexual history, and discovered that she was living with a woman who was also her sex partner. She told me about some of the many naughty things she had done, and the conversation turned to golden showers.

I had often thought about this, with a mixture of anxiety and arousal. A FWB of mine, some years earlier, had tried it and recommended it, but I wasn't fully persuaded. On the one hand, I mean, eww. But then again, it could also seem like a super intimate, naughty thing for two people to share. Aren't there quite a few things which might seem slightly disgusting, unless you are sexually aroused, in which case they are erotic and delicious? And Ann's enthusiasm was contagious.

Not long thereafter, I received another message from Ann, inviting me to make the long drive up to the city where she lives, on July 14, National Nude Day. It seems that she and a group of her oldest friends held an outdoor event every year on that day, and from the sounds of it, it would always culminate in an orgy. Ann wanted me to accompany her. She suggested that I arrive early so that she and I could get acquainted before the event. It sounded to me like a great first date.

I set out at the crack of dawn. I didn't want to be rushed once I got there, which, as it turned out, was at around 8:00 AM. Ann greeted me at the door with a long, slow, dirty kiss, and then we broke it off, There was an upspoken agreement that we would let the anticipation build.

Ann was wearing a fuzzy bathrobe, and though she kept it closed, it was obvious that her tits were as enormous as they looked in her photos. I made no attempt to hide the fact that I was staring at them, and she gave me a knowing smile.

I was carrying a small cooler, and I told her that I had brought some supplies. She led me into the kitchen and I began to unload it. I removed a six-pack of IPAs from a micro-brewery in some god-forsaken state in the Pacific Northwest. "Beer for breakfast?" she laughed. "Why not?" Then I pulled out a plastic container full of asparagus that I had sauteed very early that morning. She gave me a puzzled look. "Asparagus?" I grinned. "To make our pee smell good."

She grinned back, and I could see that she caught my drift. She stepped closer to me and said in a confidential tone, "I'll just pop that in the microwave." She did so, then fetched some tall glasses and poured us each a beer, after which she took the warm asparagus out of the microwave and loaded it onto plates which she brought to the table. We sat down opposite each other.

Ann took a generous bite of asparagus, and washed it down with a hearty swig of beer. She smirked, and said, "breakfast of champions." I grinned back at her and followed suit. I noticed that her robe had loosened somewhat, displaying more spectacular cleavage, and she noticed me noticing.

She must have been hungry, because she put that asparagus away rather quickly and chugged down her beer. Then she looked me in the eye and removed one of her heavy breasts from her robe, lifting it up to suck her nipple while making little sounds of arousal.

"I like that," I said, "Good," she replied, and brought out the other breast.

I pulled my chair away from the table and moved it to her side, sitting to face her so that our knees almost touched. She stopped sucking her nipple and spread her thick thighs, while pulling up the hem of her robe to expose her big, wet cunt. Her clit was large and distended, and her thick lips were slightly parted. I caught my breath. I felt her eyes on me.

Slowly she reached down and began to idly stroke her clit, from side to side, then capturing it between her fingers and pulling and releasing it, then massaging it in a circular motion. I paid rapt attention, watching her thick juices begin to spill out, and especially inhaling the strong, spicy smell of her arousal. I looked up into her eyes and she smiled wickedly back. Then she paused to refill both the beer glasses and handed one to me. Then she drank down her entire glass of beer. I raised my eyebrows in admiration, and followed her example.

Now she pushed three fingers up into her cunt, brought them out coated with her gooey goodness, and smeared it all around her clit. She asked me in a low, husky voice, "do you like it?" "I love it" was my reply.

Watching her do this was getting me agitated and very hard. I stood up, pushing my jeans down to my knees, and let my rigid cock spring free. I stepped toward her, my cock twitching in front of her face, and I began to slowly slap her with it. She let out a thrilling moan and closed her eyes for a moment. Then she opened them again, pulled her fingers from her cunt and offered them to my mouth. I sucked them eagerly, savoring the hot, oh-so-sexual taste of her cunt on them. Then she reached for the last two beers, not bothering with glasses this time, and handed one to me. We clinked the bottles and she said, "cheers!" Then we drank them dry.

At this point I was starting to feel an insistent pressure in my bladder, and I knew she must be feeling the same. I was thinking about what we were going to do, worried that it might be repulsive and gross, but thrilled by how naughty and forbidden it would be. I took her hands and helped her to her feet, taking her in my arms to kiss her. Our kiss was long and wet, and our hands went to each other's crotches. I marveled at how wet she was; the insides of her thighs were coated with cunt juice, dribbling toward her knees. She had both hands on my cock and it felt divine. Ann broke off the kiss and whispered, "Come on, let's head for the shower."

I had to kick off my flip-flops and wriggle out of my jeans in order to walk, and she let her robe drop somewhere along the way. When we arrived at the bathroom, I stripped off my polo shirt and we stepped into the bathtub shower together. I took a moment to admire her enormous tits, and then my hands and my mouth were all over them. She gasped as I bit and pulled at her nipples, until finally I lifted my head and looked her in the eyes. She smiled and said, "OK -- the one who can hold out the longest wins."

I had been dying to get my mouth on her cunt, and I dropped down and began to eat her. Her taste and her aroma were strong -- I felt like I was being bathed in pure sex. I slid my tongue inside her and brought it out slimy with her juices before I began to lick and suck her big, supple clit. She was talking to me. I wasn't really paying attention to the words, but the tone was very exciting, and I was loving her cunt in my mouth.

"My turn," said Ann, as she put her hands under my arms and lifted me to my feet. She dropped to her knees and, amazingly, took my entire cock in her throat, balls deep. I groaned loudly; the pleasure was exquisite, and the tension of my arousal was heightened by the fact that I desperately needed to pee, and I was battling to control my sphincters. Ann was taking my entire length over and over, voraciously. I couldn't hold out much longer. "My turn," I gasped.

She was standing again, and I was crouching on the bathtub floor with my face between her thighs. I put my hands on her ass cheeks and pulled her close, opening my mouth wide to capture as much of her cunt as possible as I French-kissed her clit. She was moaning and saying things which were largely unintelligible, and then her hips began to tremble and she very distinctly said "OH MY GAWD", right before she unleashed a torrent of tart piss into my mouth and all over my face. I swallowed as much as I could, while struggling to keep sucking her amazing clit. I felt the pressure of her hands on my head, forcing my face into her crotch. I realized that she must be cumming and pissing at the same time.

Abruptly she pulled away and fell to her knees, begging me, "Please... piss in my mouth!" I struggled to my feet and thrust my cock in her mouth. She sucked it greedily, and I experienced another jolt of heavenly pleasure followed by the complete loss of all bladder control. Ann was moaning and trying to swallow my piss, although much of was dribbling out of her mouth and on to her huge tits. And there didn't seem to be any end to the stream of pee pouring out of my cock.

Ann leaned backward and spread her thighs. "Piss on my clit!" she said urgently, and I directed my stream of urine where she wanted it. "Oh my god I'm cumming," she cried out, and I watched her face and body convulse in a spectacular orgasm.

After it subsided, I sat down facing her. We were both trembling and drenched in very aromatic pee -- the asparagus had worked its magic. The combined smells of sex and piss were intoxicating. We pulled each other close and began to kiss, tasting the urine in each other's mouths. I realized that I hadn't cum yet and my cock was still hard, and Ann realized it too. She squirmed around awkwardly until she could get her mouth on it and began to suck me. I loved it, but I wanted more.

"Ann, let's wash all this piss off so we can go to your bed," I said. She reluctantly released my cock from her mouth, and we rose to our feet. Ann turned on the shower and we began to wash each other while kissing, rubbing up against each other, and fondling each other's genitals.

Finally, Ann turned off the shower. We were thoroughly clean, but we still stank of asparagus pee, and when I pointed this out to Ann, she just smirked and said, "good." She took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom, where we tumbled into her bed and she immediately resumed sucking my cock. I managed to squirm around into the 69 position, and we began eating each other in earnest. It was so good! She rolled on top of me, almost smothering me with her big thighs, and as I attacked her delicious cunt with my mouth, she began to cry out and cum almost immediately. For a moment I thought she was pissing again, but this time, she was squirting, and it thrilled me to have her do it in my mouth. Then I rolled her onto her back and shoved my cock into her, and we began to fuck.

She came again almost immediately, and I could feel another gusher of wetness. I loved how it felt to plunge my rigid cock into her steaming pussy, and she was moving vigorously with me and talking again, telling me that she loved my cock and she loved to drink my piss. I felt my own orgasm building, and when it became inevitable, I pulled out of her and placed my cock between her huge tits, fucking them and crying out to her that I was about to cum, until I was spurting all over her face.

"I love that," she said, as I lay down beside her. I began to lick my cum off her face and I kissed her with a mouthful of it. "I love that, too," she added.

We lay quietly for a few minutes, caressing each other's crotches, and then Ann said, "we should probably get ready for the party." She got up out of bed, and went to her chest of drawers, selecting some garments. "We get all dolled up in lingerie and stocking and heels, we have a cocktail party first, some lunch, and then sex, sex, sex."

"I think I'm going to be underdressed for this," I said, but she assured me that I was actually going to be undressed. "We girls just like to look slutty to set the tone for the affair," she said. Ann selected a negligee that was largely transparent and displayed her tits very provocatively. To this she added stockings and heels. No panties.

I pulled on my jeans and polo shirt, and we headed out to the driveway. "Let's take your car," Ann said. "If I see a cop car, I'll just slouch down in the seat. Everybody else can just enjoy the view."

She directed me along a route that soon had us driving out in the countryside, and after about 30 minutes, we pulled into a farm, where a small parking lot was already crowded with cars. At the end of the lot was a well-appointed colonial farmhouse with an expansive porch. Ann led me around to the back, where there was a big lawn surrounded by towering shade trees. On the lawn were arrayed an assortment of quilts, beanbag chairs and chaise longues. Over to the right was a bar and bartender, and a little farther down was a buffet table, supervised by a very attractive, buxom, topless lady. Between us and these amenities was a crowd of people, whom I presumed to be friends of Ann's.

These were all people in their 50s and 60s, with the occasional nubile 40-year old (I guessed that the gal at the buffet table couldn't be a day over 40.) The women were vying to see who could wear the most provocative lingerie. One Filipina woman. with her hair in a pixie cut, had an impressive jet black bush, exploding out of crotchless panties. She caught me staring and flashed me a very warm smile. Two of the men were already naked, and looked like they had been getting into the Viagra supply.

A woman wearing a peekaboo bra and a wispy G-string approached us and walked up to Ann, giving her a long, sensual kiss. Then she wrinkled up her nose and said, "What's that smell? Have you two been naughty?" Ann replied, "very naughty," and added, "This is my friend, Andre. Andre, this is Michele." "Pleased to meet you, Andre," said Michele, then walked up to me and put her tongue in my mouth.

After Michele moved on, I asked Ann whether that was her girlfriend. "No," she replied. "That's my outside girlfriend. My regular girlfriend's a bit of a prude."

This was promising to be a good party. Ann was clearly very popular. She went to the bar to fetch us some margaritas, but was interrupted on the way back by two younger women who liberated her tits from her negligee and began to suck them, until she reluctantly disengaged herself and delivered my drink. "They like that asparagus smell," she confided.

We finished our margaritas and headed to the buffet, which turned our to have a barbeque attached to it, also manned by the same attractive topless woman, who cheerfully called out to us, "All you can eat!", and then winked lasciviously. Ann and I each accepted little cheeseburgers and then turned our attention to the curious collection of lawn furniture, where the guests were beginning to frolic. The two naked men were reclining on beanbag chairs, and each of them had attracted a small crowd of women who were orally worshipping his erect cock.

As we watched, Michele returned, smiled flirtatiously at me, and asked whether she could borrow Ann for a few minutes. I gallantly agreed, and Michele led Ann to one of the quilts. The two of them knelt, facing each other, and began to kiss while playing with each other's tits. It didn't take long for the lingerie to come off for easier access (although the stockings and heels stayed on.) They continued to kiss, but now their hands had gravitated to each other's crotches.

I was enjoying this tableaux, but I was momentarily distracted by the voice of barbeque lady, asking if she could get me anything else. When I turned and made eye contact, it was pretty clear that she was not necessarily talking about food. She had stripped down to just her panties, heels, and a 100-watt smile. She extended her hand, saying, "I'm Barbara. And you are?" "Andre," I replied.

Barbara continued, conversationally, "Maybe you should slip into something more comfortable. We're celebrating National Nude Day, you know." I grinned and shrugged, then pulled my polo shirt over my head. She continued to smile expectantly, so I pushed my jeans down and stepped out of them. My cock, which was already responding vigorously to watching Ann and Michele, sprang into view. Barbara walked around the table, dropped gracefully to her knees, and took it into her mouth.

Her mouth felt fantastic, and I could also continue to watch what was going on with my friend Ann, who was now on her back with Michele riding her mouth. Ann was clearly enjoying the taste and texture of Michele's pussy, and was quite vocal about it.

Barbara continued to suck my cock, slowly and sensually, pausing from time to time to rub her fabulous tits on it. Then we were interrupted by the return of Ann and Michele, looking flushed and happy. "I'm sorry, Andre," said Ann, "but some of my friends were hoping that you would put on a show for them, the way you did for me on the webcam." Turning to Barbara, who was still on her knees, she said, "Barb, why don't you join us?" Barb smiled and rose to her feet.

The four of us trooped over to a spot in the corner of the yard, under one of the shade trees. Three more women were waiting for us, smiling as we approached. "Andre's willing to put on a show for us," Ann announced.

The ladies sat expectantly in a semicircle of chairs that had been set up on the grass. I surveyed my audience. There were Ann and Michele, wearing only stockings and heels, except that Ann had removed her heels to walk across the uneven lawn. She was putting them back on now. Barb had removed her panties and was fully naked. I could see that her cunt was hairy and very wet. And speaking of hairy, the Filipina lady was there, naked except for her crotchless panties, and she was actively masturbating her cunt through the gap in the crotch. My mouth fell open a little and my cock got harder, and she caught my eye, moaned softly and swallowed.

There were two more women. One was a very tall blonde who was shaved, revealing an unusually large clit, which she fingered lazily. The other was a plump black woman with tits almost as big as Ann's, and she was smiling at me and pinching her nipples.

This was an arousing scene, and I stood before my sexy audience and began to stroke my cock. I made eye contact with the ladies one by one, and that inspired me to move my hips, dancing and fucking my hand. I let them hear me groan with excitement as the exhibitionist fever took hold of me. Then I moved closer to my voyeuristic friends, starting with the black woman on the right side of row of chairs.

She beckoned me to come closer, than parted her thick thighs to show me her aroused cunt. Her lips were jet black, but some thick white cream was oozing out. I was very excited by this, and she could see it in my face. She reached for me and pulled my cock to her mouth, causing me to gasp with pleasure. I thrust my hips several times, fucking her face, then dropped to my knees to put my face between her thighs. Her cunt tasted so good! It was then that I realized I had to taste all of them.

The next in line was the tall blonde lady with the big clit. I couldn't wait to get it in my mouth, and when I did, she grabbed my head and began to forcefully grind her crotch up and down against my face, until after 30 seconds or so she came loudly, her big frame shuddering.

Next was Barbara. Her cunt smelled and tasted sort of sweet and bland, not what I would prefer, but she was shockingly wet. Her juices were just spilling out of her as I licked and sucked her, and I loved it.

Next was the Filipina gal. I had my eye on her from the start, and when she saw me approach, she stripped off her crotchless panties and spread her legs wide. Her cunt smelled so strong and exciting that I almost ejaculated as I went down on her. I definitely wanted her to cum in my mouth, so I may have lingered extra long with her, but my perseverance was rewarded when she cried out and flooded my face.

I stood up again, and discovered that Ann and Michele were no longer in their seats. Michele was on the ground in front of Barb, eating her pussy, and Ann was doing the tall blonde lady. I beckoned to the black lady and the Filipina, then lay on the grass on my back. The black lady planted her creamy cunt right on my mouth, while the Filipina began to do exciting things to my cock with her hands and mouth. I loved getting the black lady's thick cream smeared all over my face.