The Wanton Widow
Copyright© 2024 by BiWriter
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - This is a story I wrote some years ago. It was a writers challenge, to create an erotic story told from multiple points of view. This is the result, I broke it into multiple parts because of the length. It involves an average middle age couple and the sexiest widow you've ever seen.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Group Sex Anal Sex Analingus Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Squirting BBW Big Breasts
The next day Carol was due to arrive at my place. I put on a sexy pair of panties Jake had given to me for Valentine’s day, they rode high on my thighs and showed off most of my ass. I let my tits hang out bare, for all to see. When Carol arrived, I gave her a line about not having had time to get dressed after seeing Jake off to work.
I felt like such a brazen slut, parading around in front of Carol like that. Was it my imagination, or did her nipples seem to get stiffer when she looked at me? I wasn’t sure, so nothing happened that day, bad as I wanted it to.
I didn’t have long to wait though, before things got stepped up. I went over to see her a few days later and found Carol lying on her back deck, sunbathing. She was totally naked! “Oh, hi, didn’t know you were coming over!” she greeted me warmly.
“Uh, yeah, well I you know...” I was stammering at seeing her wonderful body when she got up to meet me. Her pussy was shaved, and I could see her pussy lips protruding out. Her large, natural breasts swayed seductively.
“I was just sunbathing, why don’t you join me?” I stammered something about sounding like fun but not having my suit. Stupid, I know. Carol handled it gracefully. “Don’t be silly, just us girls.” She reached out and grabbed my shirt, lifting it over my head and freeing my tits. Tossing it aside, she grabbed the waist band of my shorts and tugged them down and off. Since I had not worn panties that day, I was now as bare as she.
“There, that’s better, come on and lie down.” I did, enjoying the warm sun on my bare skin. After about an hour, Carol said “Let’s go inside and get some lunch.” When I started to go for my clothes she grabbed my hand and said “Oh don’t be silly, we’re just gonna come back out here after lunch.” and led me inside.
The spinach salad was wonderful, as was the home made bread, but I think it was the bottle of wine we consumed that really did me in. I don’t normally drink at lunch, but Carol said “oh just a touch” and then just kept refilling my glass and the next thing you know we’d polished it off.
After lunch we resumed our place in the sun, our naked bodies glistening with sweat. Sensuous Jazz was playing in the background from Carol stereo. The wine coursed it’s way through my system, loosening my inhibitions, relaxing me.
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