Erotic Interludes

Erotic Interludes

By Aleq de Satyr

Part 1

Prologue

Life is often perceived as a series of destinations, marked by achievements, milestones, and goals. However, nestled between these significant points on our journey are the interludes--those moments of transition, waiting, or simply being. These interludes, though often overlooked or rushed through, play a crucial role in shaping our experiences and influencing our well-being. In this story I explore the importance of embracing these interludes and savoring the beauty of life's transitions.

Interludes offer a unique opportunity for reflection and introspection. Whether it's the period between jobs, relationships, or major life events, these transitions provide a chance to pause, evaluate, and realign our priorities. Instead of rushing through these phases in anticipation of what lies ahead, taking the time to embrace the present moment can lead to profound personal growth and self-discovery. Each interlude offers a chance to practice mindfulness and gratitude, savoring the fleeting moments and cherishing the memories they create.

Real Women

With the onset of Fall, I'd gone into a period of meditation and re-energizing, after a rather eventful, joyous and exhilarating final weeks of Summer, during which I extended my exploration of the species known as The Real Woman. And as usual I gravitated either by accident or design, toward the artistic variety. I took several weeks off from my consulting work to relax and have some fun...New places and things entice me. New foods excite me. New people thrill me. New women, their smells and feel, arouse me. Ah, the intricate curves of my life, like the sinuous course of a river, winding, curving with sudden vistas or treacherous rapids. But I stubbornly refuse to surrender the dignity of erotic engagement.

Ariana

I am Max Bruno a well-known ex-athlete now a fitness enthusiast. I consider myself good looking, strong but gentle, intelligent with a keen sense of humor. I am adventurous, with a prodigious appetite for sex as well as a gourmet and a connoisseur of cunt. I am also an aficionado of the arts...

It all started on a hot Saturday afternoon when I decided to check out the city's annual Arts Fair on its last day, and especially the lovely women in their sexy summer outfits...The park was in a festive mood. The people were diverse. There were lots of women around, some in scanty clothing, beautiful, throbbing with sensuality. Others were in colorful costumes. All those nubile and shapely bodies were getting me pretty much aroused. I was totally absorbed in their jiggly asses, bouncy breasts, prominent camel toes, when my eyes caught sight of a huge portrait of a nude woman in a stall. I approached the artist noting the resemblance between her and the portrait.

"Yes, it's my self-portrait" she intimated smiling. She looked quite attractive, somewhat wild with her tousled silvery hair, thick black eyebrows and jade green eyes. Her slightly curvy body clad in Yoga pants and tank top was the icing. Wow, I thought, an eminently fuckable older woman. I offered to buy the portrait.

"It's not for sale just to attract customers" she said, sipping scotch from a flask then passing it on to me. We introduced ourselves, her name is Ariana Starr which I recognized as that of a prominent artist in the Southwest. We both appraised each other's bodies as we talked, her gaze directed at the hefty bulge of my tumescent cock in my light cotton pants. Mine at the lovely, well-defined camel toe of her pussy in her tights.

"You do have an appealing physique, not to mention other attributes Max; I'd love to do a nude portrait of you," she said.

"I'd be honored to pose for you" I said.

"How about early afternoon tomorrow?" she asked.

"It's a deal" I said. Ariana texted me her number and address, and I continued with my exploration of the fair, enjoying the sounds of drumming and Jazz music.

The next day I arrived promptly at Ariana's town house...I was impressed with the sculptures, paintings of women, young and old. Poster-size collages hung on the walls. The colors of the walls, rugs, and curtains were women colors - shell-pink, pearl, sand, earth...There were pottery, mugs, Indian blankets. There were books of history, poetry, art, myth. Much of the music collection is Modern Jazz. The exotic, seductive fragrance, mingled scents of anise and jasmine and clove made me giddy.

Ariana wore a sheer short caftan that displayed her still firm breasts, her thick black bush, her round ass. Her hair was till tousled. I became very much aroused fast. We had an intimate conversation over cocktails and I learned that Ariana was 54 years old, 20 years older than I was but she looked much younger...As I undressed to start posing, my erect cock sprang up, bolt upright bulging with thick veins. Ariana gasped and her jaw dropped.

"Oh Max, I knew you'd be well hung, but that dick is totally massive, in both length and girth!" she exclaimed giggling. Then she was kissing me passionately and squeezing my cock. "Fuck me, it's so incredibly hard" she whispered.

"Come let's get this magnificent dick inside me" she said.

"But what about the portrait?" I asked.

"Fuck the portrait, I want you to fuck me now for a very long time," she said tremulously, leading me to her bedroom. I had jogged early in the morning for about four miles and feeling strong and energized, ready for a marathon fuck. I undressed Ariana completely, stroking her languid body with gentle caresses. Having given up shaving, her legs are covered all over with hair. Her underarms thick with hair, her lower belly swarming with a shock of black hair. And swirling between her thighs, masses of hair. Growing in profusion around the purple swollen vulva, the color of eggplant. A veritable lurid forest.

I stroked the hardened nipples of her soft, bouncy breasts, her clitoris her inner thighs. She was very wet and moaning deeply in her throat as her arousal rose. She continued to moan repeatedly while I sucked her clitoris, lapped her cunt fervidly, my face lost in her wet folds and masses and masses of pussy hair. She tasted tart as if she'd been waiting weeks to be fucked. Breathing heavily she was very close to cumming. She started to cum, pressing my face deeper into her cunt.

Still shuddering, she pleaded with me to put my cock inside and fuck her. I plunged my rampant dick into her, all the way to the bottom of her cunt, filling her totally until there was nowhere else to go. "Oh my goodness, it feels so wonderful to be so gloriously filled with a whole lot of dick," she murmured.

Ariana spread herself wider for my deep, strong thrusts. She was tight, deliciously tight. She had not fucked much it seemed...Ariana's dripping, drooling, lusting cunt craved a pounding. She was enchanted by my performance, my endearments, telling her how beautiful she was. She demanded more, she wanted to be totally fucked; she wanted oblivion...She screamed wildly every time she came, spurting cunt juice; five orgasms in all!

I pulled my grool covered cock out of her and let her lick it clean, then she dozed off while I helped myself to some booze and a joint...Later as she lay on the bed, basking in the sunlight streaming in thru the skylight, my fingers traced the patterns of light on her skin. She sighed softly as I stroked her thighs open, combing the wet tangled black forest between them. She chanted my name softly, letting me stroke her, arousing, caressing lingering in her erogenous areas. Her body seemed electrified, fire-charged. I teased and roused her from nipples to clitoris and back again, feeling her sexual energy open up again.

Crouching between Ariana's widespread legs, I found her cunt soaking wet. I rubbed her swollen vulva with my cockhead in a ritual dance of hands, lips, breasts, clitoris, cock and cunt until I entered her, penetrating deeply. She lay still, letting me settle deeply within her. We moved in sync, vibrating together, shuddering with each sweet thrust, savoring the delicious sensations, moving magically in a hot storm of passion. Fucking her deeply, strongly with smoldering intensity..."Oh God, I am being fucked right for a change; Oh Max fuck me, just fuck me, don't stop" she wailed.

I felt Ariana trembling, her cunt had become molten, liquid, malleable, excitingly good. I could feel her distant pulsations getting stronger, throbbing vigorously as I stroked her G-spot. My cock steely hard, moving with precision and rhythm. She writhed and fucked like a practiced whore. She cried out in orgasm, coming and coming and wailing on and on and I began to gush profusely a torrent of cum into her, making her cunt overflow. We both fell asleep exhausted.

The next day after a delicious lunch, I noticed Ariana was smoldering with desire. I walked her into the bedroom, her juices flowing..."Don't stop fucking me no matter what, okay?" she said as I readied her on the bed. We were animals, ferocious, hungry tigers, a matched pair, perfect partners. I was almost overwhelmed with her energy; the slap of sweating flesh, the sounds of her juice-drenched pussy. She tossed her head from side to side, gravitating toward orgasm as if hypnotized, her cunt awash in her abundant flow, her body writhing in pleasure. I fucked Ariana with intense dedication, with immense expertise..."That was a totally awesome fuck, it felt like my soul left my body," she said solemnly.

It was so good, such fun. Such good, clean fun as we continued fucking that warm, hazy afternoon...I would enter Ariana's cunt very strongly, fucking her wildly; her hands squeezing my ass, pushing me in deeper, scissoring me with her legs, howling with pleasure. Then we'd stop moving after a long while, feeling each other's genitals throb and clench. We were dense. Her moaning and shuddering sending shots of excitement thru my body as we exploded simultaneously, soaking the sheets with cum...We spent the rest of the time in close, playful, sensuous intimacy and good sex; fucking intermittently on and off like we've been lovers a long time. As I watched Ariana sleep, a thought ran thru my mind: If she is what it means to be liberated and a real woman, then I want to be with women like her always.

I left Ariana on the third day when something came up that I had to take care of. She had insisted earlier that I fucked her doggy style, both her cunt and ass, which I did most expertly. "My one passion is to have my ass fucked by a massive cock" she'd said.

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Katrina

Five days later Ariana called as I just finished my daily workout. "Oh Max you must come over pronto, there is someone I want you to meet" she said. That someone was her very close friend Katrina Jade. The two women were doing Yoga exercises naked in the living room when I arrived. Katrina, 57 years old is a writer a feminist advocate and activist. She is well-known in liberal/socialist circles...My eyes took in the luscious bodies of the two women; their lovely breasts, curvaceous hips and ass, shapely legs with densely-haired pussies between them.

Katrina claimed to be bisexual. She has a wry sardonic humor and a sharp intellect which I enjoyed. We became acquainted in no time. She confessed to being a horoscope buff and yesterday's forecast said she'll meet someone very interesting very soon. Everything about Katrina is extravagant, wild, her greying hair long and untamed. I kept watching her as she stretched on the mat, her legs spread wide open. The sunlight illuminated the damp folds of her vulva fringed with dense long hairs, her clitoris big. My cock began to rip the threads of my pants.

"Why don't you undress and join us, young man" said Katrina.

"I'd rather watch you guys, enjoy your luscious bodies," I said fixing myself a drink, gulping it down quickly.

"Come on Max, I want to see your splendid physique naked," said Katrina.

Later as I stepped out of my clothes, Katrina gasped at the sight of my dick.

"Holy shit!" she exclaimed, staring at my upright erection in wonder.

"I've always dreamt of a cock this massive and beautiful" sighed Katrina. "And it feels so fucking thick and hard," she said stroking and squeezing my cock.

"It would feel even better inside you" said Ariana with a chuckle.

"Yeah, why don't you fuck her Max" urged the giggling Ariana. "It would be fun to watch." Katrina looked like a goner, her eyes glazed over, her body perspiring softly. She was ready to be fucked. I joined her on the mat. Soon we had our tongues in each other's mouths, kissing passionately.

"Do you really want all of my cock inside you?" I asked.

"Yes please, give me all of it" said Katrina tremulously.

My throbbing, pulsating cock led me slavishly to Katrina's gaping cunt as she lay spread-eagled on the rug, wide open and very wet.

"How does it feel?" asked Ariana, smoothing down Katrina's hair, as I rammed and thundered into her with grim determination, our bodies riveted together with my dick riding high and deep inside of her boiling cauldron.

"Very good, O God, so fucking good" mumbled Katrina..."It's been so fucking long since I had me some cock, let alone a huge one. I never dreamed it could be so exciting again" she said breathlessly. I fucked Katrina mightily, pleasuring her beyond my own expectations...She wept, she screamed, she farted and she came again and again. I pulled out of her quivering pussy and let her rest for a while...Later, she wanted me again without hesitancy. "My pussy is mine but you can have all of it today" she said grinning.

Katrina's supple thighs trembled open. Her sprawling bush wet and humid; her vulva clenching my fingers as I stroked the slippery lips. Her desire was deep and raw...Her cunt got wider, deeper, moon-size, moon-strong. Her clitoris throbbing and erect as I continued to play with her. She was languid with pleasure, her eyes open like stretching wings. She let out a litany of obscenities as my cock plowed her screaming, joyous cunt. I fucked her hard, the way she wanted it; taking her out of this world. I fucked Katrina so well she wept tears of joy.

Soaring into her cunt, soaring on her rhythmic throbbing; navigating the wild river of her wide open cunt, her echoing womb, in a fine-tuned fucking...She yelled out in a primeval cry of orgasmic pleasure. I knew mine was close behind. Our bodies trembled and shook in unison as I pumped and pumped into her loads and loads of cum...I stayed inside Katrina for a long time while we petted, not wanting to break the connection. Eventually she drifted off to sleep...I fucked her again doggy-style when she woke up, gently slowly this time. She came again, her body quivering, shaking, trembling.

"Let me have your cum this time," insisted Ariana, as I approached my climax, pulling me off Katrina and into her own cunt. I fucked her with renewed intensity, finally rushing her to a glorious shuddering orgasm, as I exploded a cascade of hot cum deep inside her.

For two days the women took turns with me, fucking me into a stupor. They were horny as hell. They were ravenous, insatiable, delighting in my sexual prowess, stamina and power, my expertise. They were crazy about my indefatigable cock, which they rode like equestrians. They called me "The sex god." I was totally drained, worn out, exhausted...I labeled them Real Women of the apocalypse. They know how to fuck and are proud of their prodigious sexual appetites...As she was departing, Katrina made me promise to visit and fuck her on a regular basis.

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Part 2

Daizy

I stayed away from Ariana for two weeks despite her calls for me to visit. Then she invited me to a soiree by her close friend Daizy Brooks, celebrating her 60th birthday...Daizy's deluxe house suggested the pinnacle of personal success and comfort, characterized by high-end living. The guests mostly older cougars, seemed well to do, chic, elegant; their outfits semi decadent and OMG, their conversations were refreshingly salacious, dirty, seemingly powered by the booze and pot. They exuded sublime sensuality, I enjoyed the atmosphere. A slim tipsy woman slipped her card into my pocket bit my earlobe gently and moved on.

I appraised Daizy's looks while we talked. She looked rather elegant in her grey Yoga outfit, which matched her long silver hair. Her slender body boldly displayed by the outfit, particularly the prominent mound of her pudenda; her firm looking breasts pushing against the tank top, her round ass looking tasty. And by Jove, her smokey eyes gave her a very sensual demeanor.

She had turned 60 but looked 15 years younger, and vibrant. Her body is superb, well-toned, her smile beguiling. We talked quietly in a corner. She excited my imagination. Her discourse put me in a trance. Daizy displays intense vitality, enthusiasm and a verve for life. I learned she is a twice divorced prominent socialite and a patron of the arts, modern Jazz, avant-garde xxx-rated movies and a member of a nudist colony. Daizy took an interest in me and the feeling was mutual; she held my hand as we mingled with the guests.

Back at Ariana's she asked if I would like to fuck Daizy as she stroked my dick. "Sure" I said.

"That's exactly what I told her, wait for her call, now let's fuck," she said. Ariana was exceedingly horny, she rode my cock like a woman possessed to three powerful orgasms, while I thought about Daizy thru the entire fuck...

Back home I continued to think about Daizy for five days, then she called inviting me to lunch...I was all excitement and anticipation, as I headed out to Daizy's house. Her invitation had implied the distinct possibility of a wild encounter, an exciting, steamy adventure into some dark, sexual exploration. I was warmly welcomed by Daizy clad in a diaphanous knee-length caftan that left nothing to the imagination. Her breasts, her supple jiggly ass, her smooth shaved pussy set me ablaze with desire for her.

Daizy introduced me to Bruna Vega her housekeeper-concierge-companion. She is a Latina in her mid-forties and very fluent in English. An aspiring multi-media artist, she came across as totally cool, deliciously lewd. She is insolent and delightfully sensual. I liked her instantly.

Daizy gulped down three shots of whiskey, and smoked half a joint in no time. Soon she was high, carefree and downright salacious, her talk became sexual, erotic. She was very horny and it showed...In what seemed like a verbal foreplay, Daizy and I talked about the dark side of love, lust, passion, sensuality and fantasies. We were both feeling very warm and the seductive music began to wash over us. Slowly Daizy began to remove her caftan without compunction, swaying to the music.

My gaze swept over Daizy's naked body as she swayed before the full length mirror seductively, wrapped up in her sensuality. Her ass perfectly smooth and round for her age and inviting.

"Touch my cunt" she said softly, I did feeling its warmth, its smoothness, gazing at her big protruding clitoris. "Feel my clit, it's so fucking hard," she added. Indeed it was. I sucked it until Daizy's legs wobbled. Move by move after that, we found a converging passion that overtook us, going its own way. I undressed slowly, knowing how hungry she was for me. She gasped when she saw my erect cock. "My, my, what an enormous, magnificent cock you have Max" said Daizy, stroking my cock gazing into my eyes with longing. "Ariana did not exaggerate. I'm obsessed with monster cocks, but I don't get any until now. Bigger is so much better," She added.

I spread Daizy's legs apart on her bed, just staring at her lovely, waxed pussy. Her grool dripping from the swollen folds. Holding me fixed with her eyes, she reached for my dick and squeezed it rhythmically. Her clitoris thickened and stiffened while I slowly rotated my palm against it. Her cunt was so wide open I could see inside it. Her asshole pursed, then softened. She whimpered as I entered her, pushing all of my cock deep to the bottom of her cunt plowing her smoothly, rhythmically..."OMG, your cock feels so fucking hard and heavy. Please Max, I want you to fuck me full-force for a very long time, until I can't take it anymore" she murmured.