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."
