Bull's Eye

BULL'S EYE

This was supposed to be a quick trip to Bull's Eye Department Store. I needed a new bikini for summer, oh and some bikini wax, and maybe some sunglasses, hair clips, beach towels, sun hat, and a cover; and, if they had a chaise lounge that wasn't too expensive, I'd get one of those too. It looked like I was going to need a cart after all, and a coffee... and that muffin... no not that one...

that

one! Jeezo!

"Yes. That one right there," I said to the barista as I pointed.

"Name?" Asked the barista.

"Sally," I replied. I never gave my real name. Fuck those people! They don't need to know my real name.

So let me fill you in while I refuel here. You see, the youngest of the three kids had finally moved out last summer and my husband left me for another woman so, after a few months of getting my shit together, I felt it was time I focus on me and see if there were any men out there looking for a divorcee with a house and a decent chunk of spousal support to spend on stupid stuff. Maybe this cheetah-print two-piece bathing suit would be a good start. Or maybe this zebra print. Hmm. Which one? Both? Is zebra even in style?

Anyway... so there I was in Bull's Eye when I spied another woman who seemed about my age also perusing the swimsuit section. She had no ring on her finger. Probably divorced like me. She smiled and held up a one piece with a peacock print. She held it up to the light. It appeared thin.

"You think this works?" She teased.

"Oh," I said. "Well that certainly is a peacock."

She giggled and muttered something about cock.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Well I was just... I mean..." she stammered. "Well probably too much information."

"Is it about the cock?" I blurted.

"Yes!" She laughed. "Cock! It's been a while. Not peacock mind you. But, you know... man cock!"

Then, out of nowhere we heard, "Are you finding everything okay?" The young man in a red shirt smiled as he spoke. I know he overheard us talking about cock, but he didn't say anything.

"Oh. Um. These?" I asked as I held up the bikinis. I wondered what a guy was doing working in the women's section. I also noticed he was kinda cute. Should I be embarrassed?

"Did you want to try those on?" He asked, but before I could respond he told me the store policy on trying on swimwear etc..

"Sure. Yeah," I said, not really listening. The caffeine was kicking in and my brain was like, "Ya-fuckin-hoo!" and I could feel lots of unnecessary words starting to form in my brain and leak out of my mouth.

"Right back here," he said, showing me the last door on the right. The woman with the peacock suit smiled at me. She had a nice smile, and I noticed she was also kinda milfy, like me.

"Thank you," I said, feeling a bit giddy. Shopping. Cute guy. Coffee. Peacock lady. Okay let's see if these suits fit.

I stripped down to my panties and caught my reflection. With all the stress of late, I seemed to have lost more weight than I had thought. Perhaps it was the lighting. Bull's Eye Department Store probably used flattering lights so people would buy their clothes. Anyway, I looked pretty good for a woman in her 40s.

Suddenly my dressing room door opened. Apparently, I didn't close it all the way. There was a woman standing there. It was the peacock lady.

"Oh so sorry!" She spoke. "The door just sort of opened as I went by."

She said she was sorry, but she didn't seem sorry. In fact, she was ogling me. She did this on purpose. I just knew it. She had that look on her face that I hadn't seen since before I got married. That look I got from that one girl I knew. The only girl I ever got "experimental" with. It was the look of... well I don't know exactly. The precise vocabulary word escaped me.

"You're right," she purred. "I'm not sorry."

"Did I say that out loud?" I whispered. "About the experimental stuff?"

"No," she whispered back placing her finger on my mouth. "But you sure are sexy."

"Ha! Um, well thanks," I breathed. My heart pounded and I felt tingly. It had been so long since someone called me sexy. The next thing you know she was in the dressing room with me and the door was closed.

"We should make out," she said.

I could not think of what else to say so I said, "Okay."

This was all happening so fast. She was so forward and, let's face it, I was so horny. I felt her warm, soft lips meet mine and I thought I was going to melt. So naughty. So taboo. A stranger in a dressing room.

I kissed her back and parted my lips. Her delicious tongue gently explored my lips and then slowly entered my mouth. Passion overtook me and I sunk my tongue into her mouth, so wet and soft. I felt her hands on my hips. I felt as if I were in a dream as her one hand squeezed my ass and the other slid down the front of my panties. I could not believe how aroused I had gotten so quickly. She seemed to like our activity too.

"Oh my. You're so wet," she cooed as she slipped her middle finger inside me. I squirmed. My head swam. Her finger felt nice. So nice.

I got some of my wits about me and decided to continue. I pulled my undies down and wiggled them off me. I took a wider stance so she could finger my pussy more easily. There is nothing like a woman's touch. I had forgotten.

I fumbled around removing her clothes, so she took a quick break and hastily stripped naked. Her curves delighted me. I pulled her close again. Our breasts touched and we commenced with fingering and fondling each other. Touching her soft wet pussy turned me on even more. Her warm skin against mine and her deft manipulation of my vulva made me so hot. Before long, a rush of pleasure overwhelmed me. My whole body quaked as I began to cum. My toes tingled. My thighs and ass clenched. I thought I was going to lose my breath because I was trying to be quiet.

After the wave of ecstasy washed over me and I regained my breath and balance, I realized I had neglected to actively finger my partner so I began making up for lost time with vigorous circular motions around her clit.

Her mouth opened wide and the slightest high pitched squeal escaped and I thought for sure someone would hear her. She squealed again.

"Dammit!" I thought. "We're gonna get busted for sure.

I stuck two fingers in her mouth. Maybe something to suck on would keep her quiet. She closed her mouth and held her breath as her body convulsed. I felt her fingernails dig into my ass cheeks as her orgasm overtook her.

Suddenly there was a voice from down the hall.

"Can I help you with anything?" It was the young man in the red shirt. I didn't know what to say.

The peacock lady blurted, "I was wondering about the fitness."

"What?" I whispered.

She shrugged her shoulders and whispered back, "I had to say something. Besides... now I'm horny for some cock."

"Would you like a different size?" Asked the young man. He was right outside the door.

"Any size would be great," the woman replied.

"Excuse me?" He asked.

The woman cracked opened the door. I was mortified. We were naked after all, and this was a Bull's Eye Department Store. I made a wide-eyed face at as if to say, "What the fuck are you doing?" but she ignored me. She quickly grabbed her panties and dangled them through the door opening. Meanwhile, I futilely tried to cover up or hide or something - anything.

"These came off..." she purred as she opened the door a little wider, "and I would like some assistance."

"Okay," replied the young man. "I um I'll see what I can do."

She pushed the door open even more, revealing herself to the young man, and in doing so, she also exposed me. The young man appeared speechless. He seemed transfixed by the naked women standing before him, as if he was unsure of how to handle the situation. Can't say that I blame him. I too was wondering what the peacock woman would do next.

With one fluid motion, she tossed her panties back into the dressing room with one hand and grabbed the young man by the belt and pulled him into the room with the other. She locked the door and got on her knees. The young man pretended to resist but it's difficult for men to think when there is a potential blow job in the equation.

With in seconds the woman had his pants down and his cock in her mouth. It was soft at first but quickly rose to the occasion. I didn't know what else to do so I started kissing him. It felt nice so I grabbed one of his hands and guided it to my breasts. I think he was a little bit in shock and so was I to be honest, but his cock was working well, and my pussy was wet and aching.

The woman looked up at the young man.

"You wanna fuck me?" She asked while holding his cock. He nodded yes. "Then fuck me!" She moaned.

She got on all fours and the young man knelt behind her. I watched as the tip of his cock penetrated her.

"Oh god yes," she said. "Get that cock in me."

He slid the rest of his meat inside her and pounded her from behind. I wanted some more action too but there just wasn't enough room. It didn't matter much anyway because the young man was already ready to cum from all the excitement.

He pulled out, and, with the slightest of grunts, shot gobs of semen all up her back and on to her ass. Some even got in her hair. I was impressed - not at his quick release but at the volume, distance, and accuracy.

"Wow!" I exclaimed as I clapped.

The young man kinda shrugged. Just then the desk phone rang.

"Oh shit! Oh shit!" He spoke. "My boss!"

I had never seen anyone pull up their pants and leave the scene so fast.

"Hello?!" Called the woman. "A little help please."

Semen was everywhere and there were no towels or anything.

"Hang on," I said. I quickly got dressed and walked to the beach section and grabbed a towel. The young man, who was still on the phone, saw me and sheepishly smiled. When I got back to the changing area, we wiped up.

"I have a fridge full of margaritas at my house," she said.

"I'll follow you," I replied.

We left the store and met at her house. She disrobed once we were both inside. We sat in her back yard, and, after a couple drinks, I was ready to get it on with her again. She radiated the same vibe. She ran her toes up my legs as we sat. My pussy tightened and my nipples perked up. She stood up, leaned in, and kissed me. I reached for her pussy and began rubbing it gently.

The next thing I knew, she had me lying on my back on a large lounging area in her yard. Her head was between my thighs. She licked and sucked my pussy. It felt so good.

I closed my eyes to keep the sun out of them. Then a shadow fell across my face. When I opened my eyes, all I saw was her ass and pussy. Although I had only eaten pussy once before, I recalled exactly what to do. The first lick of her glistening twat delighted my senses. She seemed to enjoy it too.

Soon the two of us were licking and sucking on each other's pussies. It felt so incredible. She kept me on the brink of orgasm for a long time with light tongue flicks. Finally, she began to feast and eat me out in earnest. My whole body lit up with ecstasy. I moaned. She moaned too. We were making each other cum.

Our moans grew louder and more intense as our bodies writhed about. What a pleasure it was to give and receive at the same time.

After the moment had passed, she rolled off me and brought me back my drink.

"I like you," she laughed.

"I like you too," I said, not really thinking. She was fun to hang out with and very adventurous, but it felt like this was just a passing thing; a one- off event.

We spent the afternoon together. She made us some dinner and I sobered up so I could head home. Then I realized there was nothing really to head home to. The cats were fed. There were no kids around. No guy waiting for me.

"You don't have to head home if you don't want to," she said.

"I wouldn't mind hanging out some more, if that's okay," I replied.

She smiled and kissed me. Somehow, I was still horny for more. We retired to the bedroom, and she reached into her nightstand to bring out her toys. There was a decent sized vibrating strap-on in her collection along with some double-sided dongs and plenty of other gadgets. I wanted to try them all.

We fucked each other off and on late into the night. I had not felt such pleasure ever before. My favorite part was when we scissored each other with the double dong between us, butt plugs in our asses, and vibrating wands on our clits. Talk about orgasms! My goodness, this woman knew how to fuck!

In the morning, we exchanged numbers and I finally headed home. My pussy was a little worn out and I thought I probably should make sure everything was intact at home. About an hour later, I got a text from her. It was a full nude picture of her asking if I wanted to have dinner at her place.

I responded, "See you around 6?"

She responded with a happy face "... or earlier" she wrote.

I took a nap, showered, and ended up meeting her at 4:00 and for the next few months we saw each other several times a week. The sex was out of this world. We occasionally went department store shopping together to add a young man to the mix just for fun. It worked almost every time. We even managed to get a couple guys to come home with us so we could drain their balls until there was no more to drain.

Eventually, I had to move on. The tryst had to subside. Although the sex was phenomenal, for some reason, probably biological or some shit, I really preferred men, and I didn't really want to share. That was just my preference. We parted on good terms with a weekend get away that left us both walking bowlegged for days. Then I was off to the apps to find a guy and receive more dick pics than anyone should have to endure.

"Oh well," I shrugged to myself at home alone in my room, scrolling and swiping. "Maybe this one will do."