My wife and I divorced when our daughter was 14. I maintained a close relationship with my wife due our daughter and also because we both knew our marriage was a mistake, we had a wonderful sex life but that wasn't enough. We lived in the country so when I moved out I found a home a couple miles away, close enough to still be a part in my daughter's life, but far enough to say out of my wife's life.
After 4 years of the single life, trying to find someone for myself I ran into my wife one night at a local tavern. Betty was out with some mutual friends of ours and she was downing mixed drinks quickly. We started to talk and soon we were reminiscing about old times when we were married. She actually had me blushing when she told her friend loudly what a wonderful lover I was and how long it had been since she was satisfied orally. I tried to downplay her comments, but found myself getting turned on, I always loved going down on her. The look she had in her eyes told me how horny she was and her light touch on my arm let me know she wanted my tongue again. I finished my drink and leaned in and whispered to my ex that I was leaving but would leave the door unlocked. She laughed and said she would be right over.
I left the bar and headed home, leaving the lights off as I walked into my house; I waited quietly in the dark front room I thought about what I had gotten myself into. My thoughts were broken when car lights flashed into the room and my ex-wife pulled into the drive by the house. My cock began to lengthen when I heard the front door open and be pushed shut again. My now drunk ex-wife walked into the room and turned on the lights, momentarily blinding me.
"Why are you sitting in the dark? Are you trying to hide something?" She slurred.
I immediately began to wonder what I had done inviting her into my house again.
"No, I'm not hiding I'm just thinking." I told her.
"Well then think about this." She said pulling her skirt up and sliding her panties down her legs.
I just sat there staring at her shaved pussy and saw moisture begin to appear on her pussy lips. She then lowered her skirt, unhooked it and let it fall to her feet, finally stepping out of it. She then pulled her top over her head and removed her bra leaving her standing there wearing nothing more then a smile, her bare pussy wet with desire and her ample tits swaying in rhythm to her hips. She then walked over to the couch and sat down spreading her legs.
"See anything you like or do I have to begin myself?" Betty said pulling at her nipple with one hand.
I said nothing but got up and moved toward the light switch.
"Leave the lights on, I've wanted to fuck you here your front room with that big picture window open and the lights on since you moved in here." She hissed, smiling.
I just smiled bigger and walked over to her, stopping in front of her. She knew what I wanted and pulled my pants and shorts down in one quick motion. My cock sprang free and brushed her cheek. She immediately took my cock into her wet, warm mouth and began to deep throat me. She had her hands on my hips pulling my cock deeper into her, giving me an awesome blowjob and driving me wild.
"Damn woman, you've learned something new since we were together." I grunted between moans.
She stopped sucking my cock long enough to reply, "You didn't think that I stayed at home alone all these years did you?"
I grabbed her hair and slid my cock back into her mouth, "Enough talking, more sucking." I said, laughing.
She began to moan around my cock as I face fucked her, sliding my cock in and out of her mouth I knew she wanted my load. She got her wish a few strokes later when I tensed and tried to pull out of her mouth, she responded by grabbing at my hips and taking my cock deeper into her mouth. My knees weakened as the cum shot out on my cock into her mouth and throat. Finally I pulled my cock free and shot the final squirts on her face and tits. I continued to hold her hair as my cock began to wilt and watched in wonder as she licked her lips clean and took a finger and brought my cum from her tit to her mouth.
"MMM baby, that was a big load wasn't it?" Betty said sitting back on the couch, smiling.
"Now it's my turn, you know what to do." She moaned, spreading her legs.
I quickly fell to my knees before her and moved my lips and tongue onto her wet slit. Screw foreplay I thought as I went right to her clit and began my assault. She began to moan louder and louder as I concentrated my efforts on bringing her to a quick and explosive orgasm. My tongue ran wild over her slit and finally settled on her fully engorged clit. I repeatedly licked and flicked my tongue over her clit and she squirmed all over the couch. She reached out and grabbed my hair, trying to force my cum covered face deeper into her wet pussy mound. Her pussy was in my mouth and my tongue continued to assault her clit. She began to moan louder and I knew she was very close to cumming. I brought my hand up to her wet snatch and slid a finger, then two into her open hole, all the while continuing my tongue assault. She moaned even louder and then tensed, her climax hitting her hard. I continued to finger fuck her and lick at her clit, hoping to bring her to a multiple orgasm. I was rewarded as her pussy gripped and released my fingers again and again, signaling that she was cumming repeatedly. She pulled at my hair, trying to pull my face away from her, begging me to stop. I finally relented and slowed my attack, before stopping entirely. I sat back and smiled at her, her juice completely covering my face. She smiled at me and slowly got up and walked into the kitchen, bringing back a chair.
"What now?" I asked, unsure of her next move.
"Well that was great but now I need more then you fingers, and I want it doggy style by the front window." She moaned.
My cock began to swell at the thought of fucking her in front of the window. She moved the chair and knelt on it, looking back at me over her shoulder. I rose from the floor and moved behind her, my cock now at full attention. I smeared her cum all around her pussy and slid my cock up and down her wet slit. She moaned at first then I could feel her tense every time my cock passed her hole. I stopped my teasing and slid my cock slowly into her wetness. I stroked slowly at first then picked up speed as she bucked back with every stroke. Finally I began to pound her pussy with every muscle of my being. She responded by moaning louder and telling me to fuck her like a whore. I responded by fucking her with my entire length, pulling out almost the entire way then slamming back in. She was in heaven and her pussy gripped and milked my cock, I thought I saw motion outside but quickly dismissed it, and began to fuck her deep with short strokes as my climax was fast approaching. She arched her back and her pussy clamped down on my cock. The feeling was more then I expected and I exploded, my load shooting deep into her pussy. Her pussy continued to milk my cock for every drop of cum until she finally relaxed. I collapsed on her back and we stayed motionless for several minutes, savoring the moment, until my cock slid out of her hole.
I moved off her and turned her around, sliding my cock into her mouth, telling her to lick it clean. She readily agreed and licked my cock and ball sac clean of the mixture of our cum. Finally I pulled my cock from her mouth and she grunted her displeasure.
"How long till you can go again?" she asked, smiling.
"You know not tonight," I laughed, "but my door will always be open for you."
"I will take you up on that, but right now I need to get home, I told Stacy that I wouldn't be out late." Betty said getting up and rubbing her sore pussy.
"Well don't be a stranger." I said, reaching out and pulling at her nipple.
Betty stopped by my house several times over the next couple weeks and every encounter was a little wilder then the last. She loved to be fucked in the front room by the window and just the thought of it had her wet before she even came in. Every time we fucked she would beg me to fuck her the same way, doggy style in front of the open window. I didn't mind and the thought of being caught by someone driving by was exciting. On a couple of occasions I was sure I saw some movement outside but never was quite sure, that is until I talked to my daughter one day.
