Renee is a 46 year old blond haired hazel eyed housewife living in upstate New York. She is very lonely in a sexless marriage. Renee is an extraordinary woman of pent up lust and sexuality. She is exactly five feet tall and pushes the weight scale at over two hundred pounds. A huge chunk of her size is her 46 GG natural breasts. She has a huge round ass to match. Her waist is thick and wide but a full eight inches smaller than her huge udders.
Written from Renee's Point of View:
I agreed to meet Stan here in a small coffee shop in Franklin, New York. We picked this location due to it being only about half way between our homes. I met Stan on the internet a few months ago. We have similar interests in erotic literature and exchanged emails. After a few exchanges we became friends on Facebook. Our lives are very different. I am in a sexless marriage. Stan is a widower. Stan is much older than I am at 62 years old. He is retired from the military and lives about an hour North of Franklin.
It is a warm May morning with temperatures at almost 80 degrees. I have a light blue sun dress that barely covers my huge breasts. My muscular thighs and calves are slick with a light coating of baby oil. On my feet are light blue thong sandals on a three inch heel that match my dress. Stan loves feet so I picked these sandals out for him. On my toes I wear several rings on each foot. My ankles have gold chains that ride about an inch above the insteps of my sandals. I feel the red g-string thong that presses into my camel toe. My girlfriend Rachel has helped me shave my pussy smooth for Stan.
Stan has never met me. He is due to arrive at 10 AM which is about five minutes away. I see him step from an older compact car that just pulled into the parking lot. He is a big man at 5'10" and 250 pounds. I know it is him because he wears a red shirt. We used that as recognition along with seeing recent photos of each other. Stan is thickly muscled and wears khaki shorts and black gladiator sandals. He has sandy brown hair with gray flecks and blue eyes. He is not fat, but has a big belly that is well hidden by his loose clothing.
We hug and kiss each other on the cheeks.
"You look amazing in your dress and sandals Renee." Stan says while looking at me from head to toe as he sits down.
"Stan you are very kind. You are very handsome in your shorts and gladiators." I say.
A waiter takes our orders of coffee and pastry as we talk about our lives and families. I adore this man and want to suck his cock. I want him to fuck me. Our internet messages have been very sexual in nature. We know our mutual likes and desires. We talk as we drink our coffee and eat our pastry. After fifteen minutes it happens-he grasps my hand with his. I feel the energy between us as my breathing increases. I move closer to him and scratch his other forearm lightly with my fingernails. I whisper in his ear-"I want to suck your cock."
"Do you want to leave with me now Renee?" He asks with a stammer.
"Not till we finish our coffee baby." I say as I press my sandaled foot into his crotch under the table. "Do I feel a thick python in your pants?" I ask.
"I have a room at the inn near here. When we leave we can go there." He replies as he massages my probing foot with his strong hands.
After a few minutes we pay our bill and leave the shop holding hands. I pay the shop owner a small fee for parking my car overnight. I remove my overnight bag from my trunk and place it in Stan's car. We embrace in a deep French kiss that lasts several minutes. Stan's hands rub the erect nipples of my large breasts through my bra as my breaths come in gasps. My quivering hands rub his erection and discover a Prince Albert ring in the thick swollen tip of his penis.
"I love it. Could I suck you with it in?" I ask.
"The ring is easy to remove. You can decide after you try." He responded.
"I can't wait. Let's go I want you." I reply.
We drive to the inn and park. We bring our bags in from the car and check in to an upstairs room. This room is a sex den. Mirrors cover the ceiling and two walls. There are several wooden benches covered in leather with levels of steps that facilitate numerous sexual positions. There is a swing with leather harnesses hanging from the ceiling that give one partner total access to the others suspended body.
"Wow Stan! Where did you find this place?" I ask with a smirk.
"An old friend brought his girlfriend up here last year he told me about this room." He says.
We embrace and kiss deeply. Stan shoves his tongue down my throat as he removes my dress. I break our kiss and bend down and loosen his belt and remove his trousers. I pull his shirt off as he stands before me in a red thong brief. He pulls my bra off and my huge breasts flop out. We both giggle as we remove our sandals. He grabs me and shoves me onto the bed. He runs his fat fingers inside my thong and penetrates my pussy with two fingers. He fucks me slowly as I grasp his erection through his brief and rub it as he penetrates me.