The Cougar & the Celt

Weddings can be so, um, depressing. Yes, the bride is lovely and her handsome Scottish groom is a wonderful man. The wedding was beautiful and the bagpipes a lovely touch. The groomsmen all wear kilts and my mind wanders idly as to as to whether it’s true they wear nothing beneath them. The idea is mildly stimulating but I let it go in the interest of getting more wine and making it through the reception.

I’ve now danced with elderly uncles and little boys. I’ve done the “Chicken Dance” and happily joined in with the bride’s friends for “I Knew the Bride (When She Used to Rock n Roll)”. I believe I have fulfilled my duty as friend of the bride and now people at the reception are getting drunk and the small children have gone to bed.

I sit at a table alone near the back of the hall. I’m a little bored, a little drunk and feeling a little old. I watch the young beautiful women dance with handsome young men and I feel a pang of longing. I remember being one of those beautiful women with a line of handsome young men queued up for me. Ah, screw it! I know I haven’t smoked in six months, but I’m going to go outside and smoke. I steal a cigarette from a pack lying on the table and sneak outside.

There is a long veranda circling the hall. It is unlit but there is a soft glow from the party inside. There are numerous potted trees and finding a dark corner I put the pilfered cigarette to my lips. No lighter - no matches. I search my purse for something, but come up empty.

Suddenly a voice comes from behind the tree. “Smoking is bad for you” I hear a male voice say with a soft Scottish brogue. Moving around the tree I see one of the younger groomsmen leaning against the veranda railing. Brian - yes, Brian, I was introduced to him earlier. He is a cousin who made the trip from Scotland for the wedding. He is younger - maybe mid-twenties, tall and slim with dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes.
Without another word, he takes my unlit cigarette and puts it between his lips. Without breaking eye contact he pulls a slim lighter from his pocket and lights the cigarette, inhaling deeply. He then hands the smoke back to me. The filter is warm and I feel a slight tingle knowing his full lips had touched it.

We both lean on the railing and share the cigarette. It makes me light-headed and I find myself leaning against him. His strong arm feels so warm against my bare arm and I am startled when he bumps my hip with his.

“Aren’t you going to ask me?” he says,

“Ask you what?” I reply, a little confused.

“What a Scotsman wears beneath his kilt,” he smiles. I look away, suddenly flushing. He turns away from the railing and takes my hand to feel the rough material of his kilt and then presses my hand down beneath the sporran. I feel him stir under my hand and I slowly look back up at him. His brown eyes twinkle as he uses his other hand to lift my chin and he kisses me. Soft at first - just on the lips and then his tongue parts my lips and explores my mouth. My hand takes on a mind of it’s own and I rub the hardening cock under the kilt. He moans into my mouth and pulls me deeper into the darkness.

His hands are own me, my breasts, my ass and he grinds his hips into me…. I feel a release of moisture between my legs and I am filled with lust for this beautiful young man. His skin so firm and his tight body. I slide to my knees and lift his kilt - and see his deeply colored cock, dripping and hard. Beautiful tight balls and I cannot help myself but to pull them into my mouth. Sucking each one while my hand holds the kilt aside. He helps me by hold the cloth and he takes his cock and rubs it against my face. I take the lovely hooded cock and look at it… the foreskin retracting and the tip dripping. I flick my tongue and catch a drop on my tongue. I use my hand to slide the slippery skin up and over the head and pull the skin with my mouth, tonguing him, sucking and biting on the skin before pulling it back down to lap at the head. His cock is so full and thick and I slap the head on my outstretched tongue looking up into his eyes. I close my mouth around the head and begin to suck and stroke - hand and mouth working in tandem… pulling together on the shaft and then in opposite directions. I hear his breathing grow harsh and I feel his hand pushing on my head and his hips thrusting at me. I knock his hand away…. This will be in my time, not his. I continue to suck and stroke and then with one sudden movement I force his cock to the opening of my throat and take him all in… my lips at the base of his cock…. And I move my head so his cock is wet and I fuck him with my throat and mouth. He is moaning softly now and his balls are tightening and I feel like a goddess with complete control over him.

Suddenly he pulls me from my knees and reaching behind me, he yanks down the zipper. It gets stuck halfway and he swears in frustration. So he just pull down the top of my dress exposing my strapless ruby bra. He yanks the bra down and his hands tear at my breasts. Pinching and twisting my nipples, rubbing his head between them, sucking them deep and letting them pop out of his mouth. My cunt feels like it’s gushing now and I can barely stand. With his teeth holding a nipple in his mouth, he lifts the bottom of my dress up over my hips. He yanks my ruby panties down and I kick them off. Now his hand buried between my legs and he is fingering my slit, almost growling as he rubs me and inserts his finger into me… I am pinned against the railing as he attacks my breasts, my cunt and my mouth…

His hands are now on my ass and I know I’ll have bruises tomorrow, but he feels so good and so hot and he is so eager and it has been so long since anyone has wanted me this much. He is yanking my ass towards him and he grinds into me. Then he lifts one of my legs to part me open and lifting his kilt forces his thick cock inside me. It makes me gasp the feeling of being stretched so full and it feels so tight around him and it he is thrusting now and it hurts but feels fucking amazing and then he picks me up and fucks me against the railing and I am helpless but to submit to his cock and his wild mouth and tongue. And he fucks me and tells me how tight I am and how good this feels and god, you are so good, so hot and so wet and do you like this and I say yes because I do and then I am cumming and closing around his cock a sudden burst of wetness between my legs that I can feel dripping and it seems to turn him on even more and his frenzied thrusting become longer and more regular and then he drives into me hard and stays in me and grunts and moves slightly again and grunts and I feel him fill me… his cum mixed with my juices and I almost can’t breathe. Finally he releases me….he drops to his knees and placing one of my feet on his shoulder sucks the cum from my cunt….. Rising, he kisses me and it is the most erotic of kisses. I can taste him. I can taste me.

He laughs, light a cigarette and hands it to me, telling me that I probably need it. He says he will leave me to pull myself together and with a light kiss on the lips, he is gone.
I stand there, shaken and half naked for a few minutes before trying to make myself presentable. I laugh when I discover my ruby panties are gone.

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I would never trade my life today as a "Cougar" to go back to being in my twenties. I seriously doubt you would either!
Your writing is amazing .......
 
SweetLovesVick;bt25334 said:
I would never trade my life today as a "Cougar" to go back to being in my twenties. I seriously doubt you would either!
Your writing is amazing .......

I wouldn't either! lol

And thanks for the comment - I've seen your posts so your opinion means a lot!
 
I don't smoke, but I feel like I need one after reading that incredible post...great job!
 
I've already told you, privately, what I think of this blog, but I feel compelled to trumpet to the world at large that you are one very hot lady who writes compellingly and very erotically. Don't yearn for youth. Don't mourn lost opportunities. Just go for it in the here and now.
 

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