THE BIG ENTRANCE
Julia Cougar was walking up the stairs leading to the entrance of the luxurious mansion and all of the gazes were focused on her. It was no surprise though, the forty-two year old sex bomb wore a red gown that was designed to have exactly such effect. The dress was ankle long, but had a wide slit on the side that exposed her entire long leg up to the hip, it even gave a glimpse of her buttock when she walked and made it obvious that Julia was not wearing any panties. The top part of the gown had barely any fabric, above the belt that encompassed her slim waist were only two straps that went over her huge breasts and around her slender neck, the straps were not thick enough to cover the whole breasts so not only her cleavage could be admired, but sideboobs as well; Julia's entire toned back was exposed.
As the mature beauty climbed up the stairs, fully aware of all the attention she was receiving, a gust of wind blew her gown to the side for a moment exposing her entire booty and crotch, the spectators could admire the full round firm buttocks, neatly shaved vagina... and a sparkling green jewelled anal plug. The toy was there for more reasons, but before we reveal them let's introduce our daring damsel.
THE INTRODUCTION
Julia had always been beautiful and was fully aware of her good looks; yet she was not just a dumb proud bimbo, but also a woman smart enough to make good use of her beauty. That was how she had married Hank when she was twenty one and he was twice as old (or just as old as she was now). At first she was nothing more than a trophy wife of a wealthy businessman, she enjoyed the luxury and the sex was amazing, truth be told Hank had to improve his condition to satisfy her, but he never complained about that, quite the opposite. Soon it turned out that she was also competent enough to assist her husband in his work, that way she could take off some burden of his back AND they had the opportunity to have sex in his office.
Twenty one years later she was a successful businesswoman herself, although their sex life had changed dramatically. Because of health issues Hank, now sixty-three years old, while still fit and handsome became impotent. Obviously neither of them were happy, but he was open minded enough to accept an "open relationship", while he himself focused more on his work. Julia still had an incredibly active sex life, but her husband rarely participated and when he did he used only his superb oral skills; sometimes he joined it as a spectator.
Julia might have aged, but she retained all of her beauty thanks to rigorous diet, regular intense exercise, modern expensive cosmetics and... a minor surgery to keep her huge E-cup breasts firm. She was 174 centimetres tall, but was rarely seen so "short", because she usually wore fifteen centimetre heels; each pair cost at least a few hundred dollars and she had a wardrobe full of them. Julia was overall a big girl and would have most likely gotten fat if not for all the effort; but thanks to the diet and workout she had full feminine curves kept in shape by toned muscles. Her waist was slim, legs long and shoulders broad, but she could not be called slender, yet it was not an imperfection. Her hair was long, thick and wavy, it used to be light blonde, but had darkened with age, so she needed to bleach them to regain their old hue. Julia's facial features were smooth and youthful, despite her high social status and job position she could never have an expression that looked too serious, it was usually friendly and inviting, enhanced by her large round blue eyes.
THE PREPARATIONS
Julia was in her bedroom, undressing; in a few hours she was supposed to attend a party and needed to get herself dolled up. It was an event of the artistic bohemia organized by one of the most influential patrons in his spacious mansion. Julia loved those parties for their uninhibited atmosphere, liberal dress code and the crowds of young creative people who wanted to become famous; they were so much more interesting than the ambitious young people who wanted to become rich and successful that one could meet at business parties. It was not without significance that Julia was a prominent patron herself.
The mature beauty had already laid down the chosen outfit on her bed, it consisted of an extremely sexy and equally revealing red gown, a tiny red g-string to give an illusion of decency and a pair of hold-up fishnet stockings made of a tine mesh, they matched Julia's skin colour perfectly and she picked them mostly because she loved the feeling of nylon on her skin. The outfit was completed by a pair of red peep-toe Louboutins on fifteen centimetre tall stiletto heels which she currently had on her feet simply because she loved to wear them.
Julia had just taken off the last item of her clothing and was standing in nothing but her heels when Winston walked in without knocking; he was her chauffeur and... a lot more. Winston was a thirty year old strikingly handsome black man, tall enough to look his employer in the eyes while she wore her heels, lean, athletic and always sharply dressed. He could act fully professional and discreet or completely unprofessional with a different kind of discretion; right now he committed the latter type of act, but Julia did not seem to bother, she just turned her head and smiled.
"Came here to help me with the preparations?"
"That's my goal."
"How kind of you" she stuck a seductive pose.
Winston approached her from behind, reached his arms around her body and grabbed her breasts, his touch was not exactly gentle, quite the opposite, he groped Julia's magnificent breasts hard and possessively; an excited moan was her only reaction. The chauffeur squeezed her nipples and pulled them forward, she groaned louder, but did not seem displeased. Winston soon let Julia's breasts go, spinned her around in his arms and kissed her; the kiss was full of passion, their tongues battled inside of their mouths and she wrapped her arms around the man's broad back and one of her long strong legs around his buttocks.
Their lips parted only when they both ran out of breath, for a moment they stood silent and motionless, and stared into each other's eyes; Winston then put his palms on Julia's shoulders and signalled rather then pushed her to get down on her knees. As the woman obediently knelt he slowly unbuttoned his vest, when she began to unzip his trousers he proceeded to the shirt.
The black penis that Julia extracted from beneath the clothes was sizable even in its flaccid state and so were the testicles; the woman without a pause started to work to get it erect. She put one of her palms on the huge testicles and used the other to stroke the shaft.
"No hands" came from above "take off my clothes."
Julia removed both of her palms from the genitals to open the belt that held the trousers, at the same time she took the fat head of the penis into her mouth; performing those tasks simultaneously was not easy, but it was clear that she was not doing it for the first time. With the penis still in her mouth she pulled his clothes down, she had to stop sucking for a moment, so Winston could step out of his trousers, but soon she resumed the task.
Julia put her arms behind her back and used only her skilled mouth to bring the penis to its full size. With almost a quarter of a century of cocksucking experience she knew all of the tricks of fellatio and she could deepthroat any cock, although Winston's monster always required full attention, even for someone without a gag reflex. In Julia's expert mouth the penis was quickly gaining volume and soon was fully erect. It was a real sight to behold, the cock was so long, thick and straight that it looked more like a club than an actual penis; and Winston used it exactly like that. The man withdrew his pride from Julia's mouth and slapped her face lightly few times with it; she remained on her knees with her lips parted. After several slaps he laid the penis on her face, the precum already oozing onto her skin.
"What are you?" Winston asked in an impassive voice.
"A horny bitch" came an obedient reply said in a lustful voice.
