Note: Met Edna and Les Diexler in the gobsmacked series. Edna was the retired principal and Les was the semi retired accountant. Live on the same street as Jack Hanson. Edna was right at 60, with healthy weight but tits that awed all. This is their adventure story.
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"That was a wild night" said Les, relaying to Edna his feelings about the wild night at the Hanson's where Edna and Les finally went beyond their exhibitionist and voyeuristic ways and went further than ever before. "Honey, asked Les, what made you finally want to fuck another man."
Edna looked at Les and replied, "When Jack started licking and sucking my tits, I couldn't control my pussy from juice flow. I just had to get plowed."
And did I ever, she murmured under her breath. Thinking back to that night, Edna's pussy started to flow again as she recalled the constant fucking she took after she finally gave in. She gave in to her desire and was in constant action that night. Being in the doggy position, she would have 2 men sucking and licking her tits, while another would fuck her from the rear. There was a constant rotation, as the man fucking would unload in her, and then be replaced by a sucker.
Her tits, those 50H mammoths, would never be unoccupied, for as she was in the doggy position her tits would hang down to the ground, where they would be lifted and suckled by all the men. She never felt so much desire and horniness from herself or others and was constantly aroused. This was something she wanted to continue to explore and wanted Les to be part of. She remembered how he, like her, just masturbated at these gatherings, but on seeing her inhibitions leave, Les also availed himself, having fucked both mom and daughter, Allie and Molly. Les also played when he could with Tonya.
"Hey honey Les said, getting Edna back to reality, how bout we head up to Oklahoma tomorrow in the Winnebago, and play a little at the WinStar."
He was referring to the casino just over the Red River border. Edna readily agreed it had been ages since they took a road trip and went gambling.
We headed north on I35 to Oklahoma just before noon. We loved the small RV because we didn't enjoy hotels that much, plus it gave us a lot of flexibility on travel. The RV was the smallest that Winnebago builds and really was only comfortable for two.
We had decided before hand to stop at a RV park we were familiar with in Gainesville for the night and to get into Oklahoma early.
Leaving San Antonio in the rear view mirror, it was time for Edna to play. Her love was to be an exhibitionist and flash traffic. Just past Selma on the interstate, Edna removed one breast from her sundress and pressed it against the passenger window. While passing a truck on the right, she was in clear sight of the driver, who responded with a blow from his horn and a hand out of his window with a hook em horns wave. Edna moved her massive breast away and began to lick her own nipple, which caused me to watch her more than the road. She then pushed down the whole top of her sundress and displayed both her sisters at the same time.
We started talking about the other night again at the Hanson party.
"Hon, I just can't get over your wild behavior the other night. Usually you are so reserved, we do our thing and leave."
"Les, Edna answered, you know I have always been self conscience of my squirting, but when Jack put his face in my puss to suck it dry, I just knew it was all in my head. I think men love that in a woman now."
"Edna, I replied, I have told you that for years, but I'm so glad you feel that way now. Do you think we'll play up at the casino?" Honey, I want to play before then, Edna chided.
We were in the process of passing a couple SUV's and Edna placed her hands under both breasts and jiggled them up and down to draw attention to her. Again we got a horn toot as confirmation she was noticed and approved. In fact one vehicle sped up to catch another glimpse.
Just short of Buda, I exited to a surprised looking Edna. I pulled the RV over to feeder road and drove into a little clearing and shut the engine off. Edna still looked a little bewildered. I left the driver seat and made my way to the back grabbing Edna's hand as I went. I folded down the bed into a double and lay on my back taking Edna with me. Her tits slapped my chin and face on the way down
. Now she had a light register, and took her sundress off, revealing her red haired cunt. I opened my pants, fished the boner out and had Edna mount me. Bouncing on top of me it took all I had to keep those jugs from beating me to death. Edna's pussy was also very fluid and flowing down onto my dick.
We fucked for what seemed like a long time, I'm sure the RV looked like a lot of rock and rolling was taking place. Edna had her orgasm first, shortly followed by mine. We tided up a bit, dressed and started driving again.
We stopped in Buda for a quick lunch at Rudy's barbeque and got back on the interstate. Edna continued with her flashing off and on up thru Austin, Temple and Waco. We pulled in Dave's RV Park a little after dark and started the process of getting a little cleaned up and heading out for a cocktail and a bite.
We like this RV Park because within 100 yards of the entrance is a small bar/grill which has live music, it allows us to walk instead of re parking the RV. Edna put on a white blouse and black skirt and nothing else. Her tits were clearly braless and the skirt had no panty lines. Music from the band tonight must be good since the place was packed. When we entered we had to walk sideways thru the crowd. I headed to the bar to get some wine; Edna was scanning the place for a couple of seats or at least a table to stand by.
A young man passed by with several steins of beer held overhead, trying to navigate his way thru the masses. Someone bumped him and one of the steins splashed beer out, and you might have guessed it, hit Edna right in the chest on her white blouse. The shock and cold made her yelp but what it did to her blouse was the show stopper. Most of the guys in the vicinity stopped and stared because Edna's knockers were now clearly visible, better than a wet T shirt. The guy who spilt the beer was very apologetic even though we knew it was not his fault. A waitress passed Edna a towel and she dabbed and covered her blouse as best she could.
The young man introduced himself as Brian, apologized again and said the least he could do was buy us drinks and offer us a place at his table with his friends. We agreed and followed him to the back of the bar where he introduced us to three male friends and a female. They were all fairly recent college graduates and had applied to the same firm in Ft Worth and they were attending their corporate orientation training.