The Wanton Widow
Copyright© 2024 by BiWriter
Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - 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
I don’t know what’s been up with my wife lately. Diane and I have always had a great sex life, but lately she’s been a fuckin’ dynamo! Seems like she can never get enough. In my younger days it would have been great, but I’m in my forties now and, well, damn a man’s gotta slow down some ya know?
So I was quite happy when Diane called me at work one Friday. “Mom says she’s lonely, so I’m riding down to see her for the weekend. I hope you’ll be OK on your own?”
“I’ll be fine baby. When you leaving?”
“Right after lunch, just need to pack a few things.” We said a few more things including the usual “drive safe I love you” stuff, and hung up. It had been a long week, an extremely grueling work schedule combined with Diane’s increased libido had left me worn out.
So I was a little disappointed when I got home and read the note on the kitchen table.
“Hi honey, hope you’ll have a good weekend.” OK, I will. “There’s leftover’s in the fridge.” Which is where they’ll stay, as I have a nice warm pizza and cold six pack I picked up on the way home. “Oh, and I hope you don’t mind, but that nice widow lady next door needs help with something. I told her you’d be over first thing tomorrow morning. Love you...”
Well shit. There went my day of being lazy and sleeping in. My wife seemed to think of our neighbor Carol Peyton as a harmless “widow woman” in need of help. I thought she was a hell of a cock tease myself.
Oh, don’t get me wrong. Carol is a very nice lady, very sweet. Good cook too, we’d had her over for several barbecue’s and she’d always bring something tasty. Problem was I thought she was really tasty too. She’s got these awesome damn titties. I’m a tit man, that’s one of the things I love about my wife, she got some big knockers. But Diane looks flat chested next to Carol’s monster boobs. Gotta be F or or maybe even G cups.
And loves to show ‘em off too. She was often over here in a skimpy bikini, or low cut tank top. Anything that showed off her giant globes. Great ass too, very shapely hips and rounded ass. I’d lay money she shaves her pubes. I usually prefer a hairy twat, but every so often a shaved slit is fun to look at.
Despite my sexual activities of the past few weeks, I found myself with quite a boner thinking about Carol. OK, I admit it. There have been a few times when I was fucking Diane, and I’d imagine it was Carol’s pussy I was pounding, especially when we were doing it doggy style. Or when I was eating pussy, I’d pretend it was Carol I was muff diving on. I know, not a nice thing, but I think everyone does it once in a while.
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