It's been six months since Marilyn left me for Maddie. I guess it was a mistake to reunite them together. My desires for a threesome was destroyed by their renew lust for each other. I guess that fantasy has to wait. It was an amicable parting, and I wished them the best. I came to the realization that all relationships are equally complex. I was wrong to think my lesbian affair with Marilyn would not endure the trial and tribulation of my previous relationship with men.
After the break-up, I began to date various men in their twenties. I felt I lost touch with people my own age, Marilyn and Maddie were in their mid-forties and late-thirties, respectively. After three months of dating, I became more confused of my identity. Even though I went as far as having sex with a few men, but I did not feel connected with any of them in mind or spirit. In fact, I was restraining from my true personal and sexual feelings from them.
About a month ago, I decided to explore the possibility of obtaining a graduate degree. I visited a nearby university after work, and the counselor suggested that I discuss it with someone who's been in a similar situation. She introduced me to Julie, who was a bank examiner moonlighting as a law student. Julie was in her late-thirties. She was very pleasant and gave me sound advice. After a few days of thinking, I decided to skip school until another time, and I called Julie to thank her. It was Saturday, Julie invited me to her apartment for lunch. I told her not to make anything, I will bring a pizza.
We sat around Julie's apartment watching TV after lunch. Julie was channel surfing when she came across a show celebrating women's tennis. Julie was a big tennis fan, and we watched the show about Billie Jean King, Chrissie Evert, and Martina Navratilova. In the middle of the show, Julie ask me if I thought Chrissie was a lesbian. I told her that when Chrissie was playing she came across as the only female tennis player that was straight. I noticed that Julie was built comparable to Martina, and I was getting aroused by her amazon features such as her muscular arms, thighs, and ass. Julie replied that Chrissie was probably teasing Billie Jean and Martina in the locker room before and after every match. She doubted that Chrissie can resist Martina's athletic virtues. Julie confessed to fantasizing about having sex with Martina, it would be like having sex with a sculpture young stud. I reached for Julie's face and told her tennis is my favorite game because you need a good forehand and backhand and love is part of the score.
I knelt in front of Julie after we removed our clothing. I pushed her legs apart gently to reach her shaved cunt with my tongue. Julie lowered herself softly toward me as I held on to her athletic thighs for leverage. I gently spread her bare lips apart with my fingers to lick her wet hole. I felt her juices flowing onto my tongue and fingers as my right hand slide around her slippery triangle. The smoothness of Julie's pubic area was stimulating. Julie was writhing wildly as her ass cheeks rubbed violently against my face. I felt Julie's legs trembling from a violent orgasm, the force of her legs made me lose my balance as I fell on my ass behind her.
Julie bend over to glance at me between her legs, I was on the floor behind her admiring her mighty ass. I opened her cheeks gently apart and buried my face in the crack. Julie's knee were on the floor as she lower her head forward to place it near my feet. Julie's ass was directly in front of my face as I ran my tongue up and down the crack. I overcame my initial repression as my tongue circled her dark pucker anus. Julie's anus was glistening with saliva from the action of my tongue. I stretched Julie's cheeks apart as I insert my tongue into her rear tunnel of love, Julie was squirming and panting as my tongue probed her asshole. I smothered my face around her ass and savored the bitter-sweet nectar. Julie scream as I inserted my fingers in and out of her cunt. I held onto her full-round ass for dear life, as Julie squirm in ecstasy. Julie's uncontrollable cry of passion was compounded by her releasing a gentle stream of urine spraying my face.