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Shortly after their amazing encounter, Len went home and Patti and Gino fell fast asleep. She had had several shattering orgasms that forced her to change her sheets. Gino, too, had been overcome, despite having come only once. They both looked forward to their next time together.
The next morning, they sheepishly looked at each other upon awakening and agreed that this one time event would become a regular part of their sex talk. Patti's pussy was stretched, comfortably sore, and ready for more action by that afternoon. Gino often worked on Saturday and this particular Saturday was no exception.
As Patti sat in their family room reading, her mind drifted back to what had transpired. The confluence of fantasy and reality had left her stunned, but somehow ready for more big dick. She was reluctant to share this with Gino for fear of a jealous reaction. She couldn't get Len off her mind...or out of her pussy for that matter. The size and hardness of his enormous black dick, those beautiful heavy low-hanging balls, the veiny look of his angry cock, its dark color, and gorgeous foreskin protecting that magnificent cockhead...all these images continued to flood her brain. As they did, she felt a deep seated stirring in her loins...that familiar urge that says, "Touch me, rub me, play with me, and get me off."
After trying for several minutes to bury these urges, she was only becoming more overcome with longing. She decided to "take matters into her own hands." She returned to the "scene of the crime", the master bedroom. She slowly removed her blouse and slacks. She decided to start with a session before her dressing mirror to remind herself of what Len had seen and enjoyed the night before. She was pretty pleased with what she saw. At 5'8" tall, she had gained 25 pounds since she married Gino, but, at age 49 and at 170 pounds, she looked womanly without being overly fleshy. Since she exercised, her flaring hips and ass were still reasonably firm, as were her long legs. Her mid-section was certainly more prominent than it had been when she had married Gino, but (again), she appeared womanly...like the subject of a Rubens painting. She was also careful with the rest of her appearance...conservative makeup, expensive haircuts, and professional pedicures and manicures all contributed to a sexy look. But, her pride and joy were her magnificent breasts. At a full 38DDD, they had grown two cup sizes over the years and those two sizes only made them more spectacular. She slowly removed her bra to examine them more closely. They bounced slightly upon being freed from the lacy white bra. Sure...they hung a little lower than they had before she had her four kids, but they were still firmer than you would have expected, flaring out more than they hung down. Tipped with large areolas that were 4-5 inches in diameter and topped off with very thick, long prominent nipples, they were an invitation to a world of sexual fulfillment and delight. She was often somewhat self-conscious of the sensitivity of her nipples, because they were always hardnening at the wrong moment and sticking out noticeably from her bra and outer garments. Most of the time, though, this effect turned her on with the thought that strange men were getting a slight glimpse into her sexuality. She shivered slightly at this thought as she reveled in the sight of her near perfect tits.
She began weighing them in her hands. She loved their heaviness and used this technique frequently as the beginning of her "self love making."
Moaning slightly, she moved her hands up to the tips of her breasts. As she covered her areolas with her perfectly manicured hands, they began to become congested and "crinkly." Again, she loved the way this looked and shivered as she gripped the tip of each tit and started to pinch and pull her extremely sensitive nipples. This sent an electric charge directly to her crotch and she could feel the flood begin. She knew her oversized clit was beginning to swell. After spending several minutes "making love" to her nipples, she pulled her sheer white bikini panties off and examined her nether region.
She loved what she saw there too. She was never one to trim her bush, except for using a scissors to clip the hairs that might creep out from her bathing suit. She actually like showing a little hair at the beach. Just as her hard nipples under her blouse turned her on as men examined her, so too, showing off her pubes was exciting for her. She liked the thought that attractive strangers could have a little peek into her most private sexual area. As she looked at her bush, she saw a patch of hair that covered her crotch area, but a patch that wasn't coarse or thick. Her dark brown pubic patch, however, was thick and long just above her pussy's hood, almost "protecting" her clit. Her hands moved in that direction so she could look longingly at her pussy lips. She groaned as she pulled them apart. The outer lips were full and her inner lips hung down slightly, creating the impression of a flower opening to the world. She knew she was becoming incredibly wet at both her examination and manual stimulation. She was familiar with her own body and loved touching it in special places and in special ways.
Having been sufficiently stimulated this way, she reached for her clit. This was the crown jewel of her pubic region. It was enormous...over 1/2 inch long, a beautiful pink pearl which held the key to her sexuality. She started moving the second and third fingers of her right hand over both sides of her clit as she continued to use her left hand to pinch her left nipple. Her crotch was now flooded with flowing pussy juice. She began moaning uncontrollably as she moved toward the bed. Her examination of her own sex had done its job. She was now on fire.
As she lay back on the bed to "finish herself off," she reached into the nightstand for her 8" black rubberized, realistic looking black cock. She wanted to relive last night's delights. This was a way to have Len fuck her again, at least in her fantasy world. Before inserting her beautiful cock, she examined it as she furiously rubbed the area around her clit. It wasn't as big or beatiful as Len had been, but it was much larger than Gino's modest endowment...an endowment she wasn't sure about anymore. She then started licking it and moved the hand in her crotch directly onto her clit. Just as she felt her pussy juice flow down her thighs and used this lube to make the entry of her black weapon comfortable, she heard a stirring downstairs. She was immediately conflicted. She desperately needed to come with her big, black friend, but remembered through her haze that she had failed to lock the front door. She heard someone calling out from downstairs, "Mrs. Alioto, are you here?" Oh my god, it was her son, Bill's friend, Joey. What was she going to do?
(To be continued, if you'd like)
The next morning, they sheepishly looked at each other upon awakening and agreed that this one time event would become a regular part of their sex talk. Patti's pussy was stretched, comfortably sore, and ready for more action by that afternoon. Gino often worked on Saturday and this particular Saturday was no exception.
As Patti sat in their family room reading, her mind drifted back to what had transpired. The confluence of fantasy and reality had left her stunned, but somehow ready for more big dick. She was reluctant to share this with Gino for fear of a jealous reaction. She couldn't get Len off her mind...or out of her pussy for that matter. The size and hardness of his enormous black dick, those beautiful heavy low-hanging balls, the veiny look of his angry cock, its dark color, and gorgeous foreskin protecting that magnificent cockhead...all these images continued to flood her brain. As they did, she felt a deep seated stirring in her loins...that familiar urge that says, "Touch me, rub me, play with me, and get me off."
After trying for several minutes to bury these urges, she was only becoming more overcome with longing. She decided to "take matters into her own hands." She returned to the "scene of the crime", the master bedroom. She slowly removed her blouse and slacks. She decided to start with a session before her dressing mirror to remind herself of what Len had seen and enjoyed the night before. She was pretty pleased with what she saw. At 5'8" tall, she had gained 25 pounds since she married Gino, but, at age 49 and at 170 pounds, she looked womanly without being overly fleshy. Since she exercised, her flaring hips and ass were still reasonably firm, as were her long legs. Her mid-section was certainly more prominent than it had been when she had married Gino, but (again), she appeared womanly...like the subject of a Rubens painting. She was also careful with the rest of her appearance...conservative makeup, expensive haircuts, and professional pedicures and manicures all contributed to a sexy look. But, her pride and joy were her magnificent breasts. At a full 38DDD, they had grown two cup sizes over the years and those two sizes only made them more spectacular. She slowly removed her bra to examine them more closely. They bounced slightly upon being freed from the lacy white bra. Sure...they hung a little lower than they had before she had her four kids, but they were still firmer than you would have expected, flaring out more than they hung down. Tipped with large areolas that were 4-5 inches in diameter and topped off with very thick, long prominent nipples, they were an invitation to a world of sexual fulfillment and delight. She was often somewhat self-conscious of the sensitivity of her nipples, because they were always hardnening at the wrong moment and sticking out noticeably from her bra and outer garments. Most of the time, though, this effect turned her on with the thought that strange men were getting a slight glimpse into her sexuality. She shivered slightly at this thought as she reveled in the sight of her near perfect tits.
She began weighing them in her hands. She loved their heaviness and used this technique frequently as the beginning of her "self love making."
Moaning slightly, she moved her hands up to the tips of her breasts. As she covered her areolas with her perfectly manicured hands, they began to become congested and "crinkly." Again, she loved the way this looked and shivered as she gripped the tip of each tit and started to pinch and pull her extremely sensitive nipples. This sent an electric charge directly to her crotch and she could feel the flood begin. She knew her oversized clit was beginning to swell. After spending several minutes "making love" to her nipples, she pulled her sheer white bikini panties off and examined her nether region.
She loved what she saw there too. She was never one to trim her bush, except for using a scissors to clip the hairs that might creep out from her bathing suit. She actually like showing a little hair at the beach. Just as her hard nipples under her blouse turned her on as men examined her, so too, showing off her pubes was exciting for her. She liked the thought that attractive strangers could have a little peek into her most private sexual area. As she looked at her bush, she saw a patch of hair that covered her crotch area, but a patch that wasn't coarse or thick. Her dark brown pubic patch, however, was thick and long just above her pussy's hood, almost "protecting" her clit. Her hands moved in that direction so she could look longingly at her pussy lips. She groaned as she pulled them apart. The outer lips were full and her inner lips hung down slightly, creating the impression of a flower opening to the world. She knew she was becoming incredibly wet at both her examination and manual stimulation. She was familiar with her own body and loved touching it in special places and in special ways.
Having been sufficiently stimulated this way, she reached for her clit. This was the crown jewel of her pubic region. It was enormous...over 1/2 inch long, a beautiful pink pearl which held the key to her sexuality. She started moving the second and third fingers of her right hand over both sides of her clit as she continued to use her left hand to pinch her left nipple. Her crotch was now flooded with flowing pussy juice. She began moaning uncontrollably as she moved toward the bed. Her examination of her own sex had done its job. She was now on fire.
As she lay back on the bed to "finish herself off," she reached into the nightstand for her 8" black rubberized, realistic looking black cock. She wanted to relive last night's delights. This was a way to have Len fuck her again, at least in her fantasy world. Before inserting her beautiful cock, she examined it as she furiously rubbed the area around her clit. It wasn't as big or beatiful as Len had been, but it was much larger than Gino's modest endowment...an endowment she wasn't sure about anymore. She then started licking it and moved the hand in her crotch directly onto her clit. Just as she felt her pussy juice flow down her thighs and used this lube to make the entry of her black weapon comfortable, she heard a stirring downstairs. She was immediately conflicted. She desperately needed to come with her big, black friend, but remembered through her haze that she had failed to lock the front door. She heard someone calling out from downstairs, "Mrs. Alioto, are you here?" Oh my god, it was her son, Bill's friend, Joey. What was she going to do?
(To be continued, if you'd like)
