Stories in this series were an attempt to write about sex from a woman's perspective. I really did want to write about an older woman who becomes a willing, insatiable slut for men with big cocks. I plan to drive this to the end of the string if there's a response and a demand. Along the way special thanks for to Annette Bishop, silkstockingslover and Dazmine. Enjoy, and feedback is encouraged and welcome.
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My name is Alana Mills, and at 42 I'm newly divorced from a man with a tiny dick. I'm trying to make up for lost time with well endowed men. So far, there's not been anything I won't do -- and I expect that to continue to be the case. I have money so I don't need to work; I am basically a loner so I don't expect to run into anyone socially who will object, and I've been schooled by a number of folks on how to be safe and still get what I want. What I need. What I crave -- the stretching sensations from big dicks in all my holes. I should mention that I'm also bi -- I guess I'm just into sex, no holes barred (if you don't get the joke, too bad for you!).
Thanks to one group of men, I average at least one gang bang a week. I go to one of the hotels downtown where they have a suite, and I get to fuck and suck some of the hottest studs in town. No one has had a complaint so far! I recorded a testimonial to their group so adventurous women who've fantasized about being gang banged can hear from someone. And I've occasionally spent time with potential new candidates, helping to allay their concerns (and making them feel very good at the same time).
My other group of studs are young men -- all over eighteen, but none over 21. I'm their neighborhood cumslut. Friends of my youngest daughter, they all have an open invitation to come visit me. Preferably in groups, but one at a time works as well!
Life is wondrous. I've moved from a life of boring, unfulfilling married sex with an undersized husband (who compensated with amazing oral sex, but who never-the-less lacked what I've come to need -- girth and length) to regular, almost daily sex with big cocked young studs who can keep it up and keep getting it up for hours. And that's without Viagra!
It was a Saturday afternoon, and since it was rainy I wasn't planning to go out for anything -- I'm not a big fan of wet. I was expecting of my "boys" from the neighborhood, so I was dressed for it -- a long t-shirt with the logo "I'm easy" and nothing else. I hate bras, and have lately given up panties. Especially if there was a chance I was going to get fucked. I was expecting that today. Soon, I hoped.
I was reclining on the easy chair, my legs up and spread to allow me to get to my pussy, while watching big black cock porn on the screen. I was concentrating on a tiny white woman with enormous boobs attempting to convince the black men in the garage that she could pay off her car repairs with something other than cash. A tired old trope, but a fast way to get to the action.
Pretty soon they had her down on her knees, surrounded by some very large, hard cocks. As you can imagine, she was first doing the "oh no, I'm a good girl" routine as her eyes were rooted to their dicks. And, of course, in no time flat she had one in each hand, one deep in her mouth, and the largest one of them all in the background, playing with his massive meat. The action kept getting more and more forceful -- one of the bulls was soon face fucking her, forcing his cock into her throat. Hands were busy removing her clothes, and soon her giant -- and obviously artificially enhanced -- boobs were on display and being squeezed, twisted and slaps as they continued to dominate her.
She was taking it like a pro (since she obviously was) and managing to deep throat every one of those black snakes. Even the twelve incher! It was when she had him in her mouth that my hands found my pussy and clit. I imagined myself in her place, forced to serve as the cumdump for a roomful of big cocks, and I started cumming as the first ropes of sperm painted her face.
"Wow" Said a voice from the hallway. "Mom, you are one horny bitch!"
Mom? My first reaction was to be upset, embarrassed and ashamed. I went to cover myself up and then stopped. All three of my kids were adults. My son Tim and his wife obviously knew about sex -- they had two kids. My middle daughter Nancy had an active sex life, and my youngest, Robin, had been part of my sex life for weeks. From the voice, I knew it was Tim. I didn't realize it was also his wife Karen, however.
"Well, Tim" I said, "I am a VERY horny woman who was expecting a few giant cocks this afternoon, and I was just getting prepared."
There was a gasp -- a woman's voice. "Alana? Aren't you embarrassed? What if we had brought the kids?" Said Karen, Tim's wife.
"Then I guess it would have been the time for 'the talk' a little bit sooner than you had planned." I laughed as I hit the remote and shut off the screen. Karen seemed a little disappointed when I did, but I said nothing and just sat there exposed and dripping. I waited for them to talk. I stole a glance at them, and it was obvious that my performance had another affect on them -- Tim had a rather hefty hardon, and Karen's nipples were erect and very visible. I continued to wait.
"Damn!" Said my son. "I never expected this. I had hoped for it, but..."
"Tim!" Said my daughter-in-law. "That's disgusting!"
"Oh come on, Karen, look at her. Mom's beautiful, voluptuous and sexy. Don't you think I wondered what she'd be like in bed like every other red-blooded boy? Didn't you tell me you had fantasized about your step-dad? It's natural! I'm not ashamed of it."
"And I'm delighted to hear it, Karen." I replied. "I'm at an age where I'm done with mothering, and since the marriage broke up I've been working hard to find what I was missing. A deep indulgence of my sensuous side, my sexy side, has turned into a passion. If I could put words to it, I found that I would be happy worshipping men with big cocks. Some one called me a size queen, and it fits. Tim may not want to hear this, but his dad was very tiny in that department. He compensated for it, but it wasn't until I was single that I found out what I was missing and I'm doing my utmost to make up for lost time! So far I haven't met a cock under 9 inches that I don't like. And I won't even look at anything smaller!"
Karen turned a deep shade of red. She brought her hand to her mouth and was still for a moment, and when she looked up to meet my eyes there was something mischievous there. She took a deep breath.
"Well, Alana, I don't know about your ex, but Tim has more than compensated for him. He's eleven inches long and as thick as my wrist. I don't usually talk about sex, and never dreamed I'd be doing it with you, but if we ever split up I'd go to court to keep his cock!" We all laughed.
"I was wondering at that bulge in your pants, Tim. Do you need some help getting comfortable?" I asked. "Remember, we're adults here. And neither of us want to see you struggle. Come over here and let me help."
He looked at his wife and it seemed as if a whole conversation passed between them without a word. Finally she nodded and he stepped over to me.
"Karen," I said, "Maybe you should come closer as well." I didn't stop to look and see if she did because I suddenly was faced with an amazing sight. One leg of his pants had a bulge in it almost to his knee. I ran my hands over it and could feel the heat of it. I gently stroked it and watched his eyes close with pleasure. I continued to stroke his cock as I used my other hand to work his belt loose.
"In a minute I am going to make all your fantasies come true, darling. If you ever wondered what it would be like to have me suck your cock you are going to find out. If you ever thought about fucking me, you are going to find out. If you ever wondered about my tits, you just have to lift this shirt and see. And Karen, you are going to see something wicked, perverted and forbidden and I hope you can take it. Because I am going to show you how to worship a big cock. This one belongs to my son, so it's even more exciting for me. I love him with all my heart. I would do anything for my children and now I am going to do something he's secretly wanted for years. You can stay here or go away while it happens. It's up to you. But it will happen."
I took my eyes off his trouser snake for a minute to see her and was surprised to see her standing there in just her jeans -- she'd removed her top and her bra and was in the process of getting rid of her pants. And she had an enormous chest. Natural, large and inviting. Her answer was obvious and I turned back to Tim. By now his belt was undone and his zipper was down.
I began to push his pants down revealing washboard abs and a mass of light brown pubes as well as the root of his cock. It was as thick as Karen had said, and as more and more of it came into view, I felt my juices flow. He was big. He was thick. Eventually his pants were down far enough and his gigantic cock sprang to life. I took a moment just to look at it.
He was circumcised as I knew. The head of his dick was the size of a small apple, and right in the middle of it was a hole, almost like an eye that was staring at me. The skin was soft and slid over the rock hard internal muscle. There were veins on it that stood out, elevated. I couldn't get one hand all the way around it but soon had both hands rubbing up and down, slowly, teasingly. His balls were hairy and full.
"Karen, we need to trim him down here. It will look even bigger, first of all, and it's more fun for you if you aren't always spitting out hair."
"Okay, Alana." She replied.
"Honey, I don't know if you've ever been involved with a woman, but I am here to serve both of you. I'm not Alana, your mother-in-law. I am your slut. Your cocksucker. Your pussylicker. Call me anything you want. But drop the polite crap, okay?"
"Shut up and start sucking that big cock." She answered.
I complied. Or at least I attempted to. First, I began by planting kisses all up and down the length of him, and made sure to cover both sides and the top and the bottom. He was even harder by the time I had finished. Then I began to lick his dick until every inch had been covered. Now that he was lubricated, I started stroking him slowly as I began to nibble at the head. I paused.
