The Wanton Widow
Copyright© 2024 by BiWriter
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - 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
Sunlight woke me the next day, the sun blasting in through the open blinds. The day was warm and clear. After a quick shower (I had jerked off one more time last night before going to sleep, fantasizing about my wife and the neighbor again) I went to get dressed.
I got to wondering what the prick tease would be wearing, and decided that maybe today I could be the tease. I slipped on a pair of soft cotton shorts. That was it, no undies, no shirt, path was even worn enough I could go barefoot. My hairy chest was bare for the viewing. I wouldn’t be mistaken for bigfoot, but I have enough hair to make the girls go “ooooh” when they run their fingers through it. At least Diane does, which is good enough for me.
I found Carol lying face down on her back deck, sunning herself. I couldn’t help but notice her outfit. Her bikini bottoms were nothing more than a g-string, her nearly bare ass was exposed to the sun, and me! Her top had been undone, and was lying on the deck beside her.
“Hi Carol.” I greeted her. “Diane says you need some help?”
Carol smiled at me. The kind of smile that makes a guys knees quiver, and dick instantly spring to attention. And in the shorts I had on, there was no doubt it was at full attention. I started to hide it, then remembered I was supposed to be doing the teasing this time, so let it show. And at 10 inches, it definitely shows. Carol noticed, staring openly at my crotch.
“Hello Jake.” she said in a voice sultry enough to make wallpaper peel. As she got up, she didn’t bother to cover up her bare breasts. Carol paused as she walked past me, to run her fingers over my hairy chest. “Hmm, I guess since you’re not wearing a shirt, I won’t bother with one either.” She then proceeded past me, her ass wiggling as she moved toward the house. I damn near came in my shorts.
“Follow me.” she instructed, entering the house. I broke myself from my lust induced daze to enter the house behind her. She told me to sit on the sofa. “The problem is with my video. Well, here, watch and you’ll see what I mean.”
She fired up her big screen TV. Damn that was enough in itself to get a guy hard. At 60 inches it took up a good hunk of the wall. Carol sat on the sofa beside me. Very beside me, I could feel the heat from her body. “Watch this.” she said huskily, pressing play on the remote.
Holy shit! I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. There was Diane, on her knees, right beside Carol, also on her knees. Both were totally naked!
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