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Jimmy and the Dancer Ch. 01 Mature

“And I think we can have a lot of fun together. Where had this bit of good fortune come from? What kind of signals was he putting out into the universe to be so lucky all of a sudden?

“I think I’d love that. Do you have your phone?” He nodded.

To Ronnie’s surprise Jimmy knelt before her, repeating her own trick of using her sweatshirt as a bit of knee protection, and took in the view of her womanhood. I like that. You’re going to make a lot of women happy with it.” She reached down between her legs, scooped up a bit of their combined come, licked her finger clean while Jimmy watched in fascination.

Ronnie finished him with her hand, recoiled slightly as his first few dollops of come jetted forth and onto her face, kept milking him, felt copious amount of his hot fluid strike her chin, her neck, and then her breasts until he was spent. “Years young. As he ran he wondered how she would look nude, what kind of rings her bright red lipstick might leave on his length as he fed it into her mouth. Just so long as you understand the importance of respect.”

“Oh my god that feels so amazing please don’t stop oh my god I’m going to…”

“Yes, do it, shoot inside me. She cupped his balls, applied a slight bit of pressure as an additional warning. “I’m Jimmy, by the way.”

“I think I’d love that. Count slowly to 60, then meet me down there in the family bathroom.”

He slid back into her mouth, then felt a sudden small, sharp pain as she bit down on him briefly before pulling her head back and off of him. Ronnie, too, began to climax as her young lover filled him with his copious seed, a broad smile followed by joyous laughter as the sexy sensations overcame her. “There’s nothing like a big, firm young cock,” she sighed as he stretched her. She raised an eyebrow on his fourth pass as she took note of his prominent bulge, took note of his barely restrained length through his yellow nylon shorts. Ronnie was more than happy to oblige, reaching up and guiding her treat back to her mouth. It’s kind of inspiring, really.”

“Apology accepted, young man,” Ronnie said before once more sliding his entire length down her throat, smiling as she felt it returning to full tumescence. “Years young. “Thank you,” he said one last time as he unlocked the bathroom door and walked away, a satisfied grin on his face as he headed up the stairs and off to the parking lot.

He liked staying fit, but he loved fucking, too. She wiggled against his groin, felt his penis rise a bit in response against her yoga pants. He stood before Ronnie, kissed her mouth briefly before working her way down to her breasts, latching on to her left nipple, which he proceeded to lick and suck while he stroked himself.

“This feels so fucking good,” Jimmy moaned, trying to modulate his volume just in case someone may be outside by the door waiting to use the bathroom, not knowing that Ronnie had never been interrupted while using this quickie spot for multiple assignations. He removed his tee shirt, stood only in his shoes and socks, enjoying the view of this cougar manipulating his length. Big, young, hard cock. You seem sweet. As he ran he wondered how she would look nude, what kind of rings her bright red lipstick might leave on his length as he fed it into her mouth. “No, slower…not so much there…maybe if you try using your fingers more,” she said, happy for Jimmy’s enthusiasm but disappointed by his clumsiness. “Can I see you again?”

“You don’t like nasty talk, but you’re okay with…facials? They aren’t demeaning to you?”

Jimmy Norton was about 10 minutes into his run when he first noticed her in the stretching area in the northwest corner of the indoor track. Had you pulled out and sprayed all over me without my consent, I would probably be angry. As he ran he wondered how she would look nude, what kind of rings her bright red lipstick might leave on his length as he fed it into her mouth. “Okay, I think we should put that amazing gift of yours to work instead if you’re ready.”

“Thank you,” Jimmy finally said. She spiraled her tongue around the head, thrilling Jimmy as his nerves fired from her enthusiasm and skill. “And I think we can have a lot of fun together. Granted, both of the women he’d actually fucked were more than twice his age but he’d thought it was just a coincidence and a consequence of the shyness he felt around the coeds at college.

He lifted his head, took a half step back and bent his knees slightly to line his cock up with Ronnie’s pussy. Had she noticed his burgeoning hard-on? Was she intrigued rather than shocked or insulted? He knew for sure that when he got home he was going to have an epic jerkoff session in the privacy of his room thinking about this sexy older woman and her sweatshirt full of goodies. I just got carried away.”

Ronnie finished him with her hand, recoiled slightly as his first few dollops of come jetted forth and onto her face, kept milking him, felt copious amount of his hot fluid strike her chin, her neck, and then her breasts until he was spent. Spent, Jimmy embraced her, kissed her forehead as she laughed, chuckled as her own joy flowed into him.

Ronnie found herself turned on by this young man and his seemingly impressive cock, enjoyed toying with him. She began to sense that Jimmy’s natural attributes, his size and strength, could help him to overcome his lack of actual sexual experience. The sudden surprise nip sent Jimmy over the edge, and he placed her back onto the edge of the sink for fear that his knees would give out while he ejaculated.

Jimmy shuddered as she took his manhood in her hand, stroked the underside of his unit before cupping his heavy balls. A cock enthusiast. For a beautiful, vivacious woman.”

Ronnie was surprised when her young lover suddenly withdrew from her mouth, and more surprised when he suddenly shook his hips and slapped her right cheek with his wet cock. Like the one I think you’ve got for me.”

Ronnie smiled when she saw Jimmy through the glass door. You seem to have a really great attitude about things.” He pulled her in, kissed her gently, then embraced her, almost engulfed her in his arms. “Then suck it some more, bitch.”

“Yes, do it, shoot inside me.

Jimmy smiled in reply.

“That’s very nice of you to say. I’m so sorry.”

As he counted down the numbers in his head Jimmy struggled with the temptation to stroke himself. You’re amazing.” Jimmy paused, afraid to ask what he wanted to know, hoping he was correct. He hadn’t masturbated all day and knew he had plenty of spunk saved up for this sexy stranger. They held each other for more than a minute, looking into one another’s eyes, running their hands over one another’s backs, kissing and nipping at each other until Jimmy’s deflated tool slid out of Ronnie’s soaking wet womanhood, their conjoined secretions audibly dripping onto the tile floor.

“Apology accepted, young man,” Ronnie said before once more sliding his entire length down her throat, smiling as she felt it returning to full tumescence. Her baggy purple sweatshirt did little to hide the swell of what looked like an impressive pair of breasts and her tight leopard-print yoga pants showed a nicely rounded but toned rear. He had planned to run another nine laps. You’re amazing.” Jimmy paused, afraid to ask what he wanted to know, hoping he was correct. You mentioned you are a grandmother. “Okay, I think we should put that amazing gift of yours to work instead if you’re ready.”

Ronnie was surprised when her young lover suddenly withdrew from her mouth, and more surprised when he suddenly shook his hips and slapped her right cheek with his wet cock. Their gazes locked as Jimmy placed his arms around Ronnie’s back, pulled her to the edge of the sink as he figured out the somewhat tricky rhythm of fucking while standing, a first for him. She began to sense that Jimmy’s natural attributes, his size and strength, could help him to overcome his lack of actual sexual experience. “Then you know that they have those locker rooms for basketball and other sports. “Then you know that they have those locker rooms for basketball and other sports. I’m not a math major but that means you’re probably at least in your late 40s?”

Ronnie ran her hands through Jimmy’s sandy-colored hair, briefly tried to guide him while he took in the intoxicating scent and taste of her arousal. The sudden surprise nip sent Jimmy over the edge, and he placed her back onto the edge of the sink for fear that his knees would give out while he ejaculated.

“Young man, I’m a lot of things,” she said before pausing, a withering glare emitting from her eyes. As these thoughts played through his mind over the next 40 seconds he found himself running toward her once again, his heart nearly stopping when he saw her lick her lips as their eyes met. Seeing her smile, Jimmy took his cock in his hand and slapped her other cheek, then slid it around her face playfully while she tried to get her mouth back on it. In between the men’s and women’s locker rooms they have one of those family bathrooms. She was neatly trimmed, but while her head was covered in jet-black tresses her pubic hair showed both black and gray. Once there he found the family bathroom, tried the door and found it unlocked. As these thoughts played through his mind over the next 40 seconds he found himself running toward her once again, his heart nearly stopping when he saw her lick her lips as their eyes met. Would he follow her out when she left? There was only one way to find out. She raised an eyebrow on his fourth pass as she took note of his prominent bulge, took note of his barely restrained length through his yellow nylon shorts. Like her nipples, her labia were somewhat dusky, less pink than most of those he’d seen on screens and even in real life. For a beautiful, vivacious woman.”

“By what?” Ronnie replied, standing up next to him. “So, Jimmy…do you want to give it the old college try?” Ronnie pulled her pants and thong down, then sat up on the edge of the sink, her legs open in invitation.

As he counted down the numbers in his head Jimmy struggled with the temptation to stroke himself. In between the men’s and women’s locker rooms they have one of those family bathrooms. “You feel so tight and wet.”

Jimmy shuddered as she took his manhood in her hand, stroked the underside of his unit before cupping his heavy balls. He was glad he hadn’t worn an athletic supporter, that he had some room for expansion in his boxer briefs and running shorts as his cock began to firm up.

“There’s nothing like your pussy,” he replied. Big, young, hard cock. You seem to have quite the body yourself.” Now it was Jimmy’s turn to blush. “I…I know this may seem forward but I just wanted to say that you sure do seem to enjoy dancing. “Fuck, Ronnie, I’m so close to coming,” he warned.

“No, Ronnie. “Thank you,” he said one last time as he unlocked the bathroom door and walked away, a satisfied grin on his face as he headed up the stairs and off to the parking lot.

He slid back into her mouth, then felt a sudden small, sharp pain as she bit down on him briefly before pulling her head back and off of him. It’s safe,” she whispered hoarsely into his right ear, biting it. She held it there for at least five seconds, then eased back until he was once more fully exposed to the elements, her saliva dripping, briefly straining as she pulled her head a full inch off of him.

“I’m not sure. She wiggled against his groin, felt his penis rise a bit in response against her yoga pants. She beamed toward him as he walked through the door.

“Have you ever been downstairs?” Jimmy nodded in the affirmative. “Good. You seem to have quite the body yourself.” Now it was Jimmy’s turn to blush. I like that. He followed her guidance, felt her petals yield to his hardness as he inserted his head into her.

“That was wonderful, young man,” Ronnie finally offered. Had she noticed his burgeoning hard-on? Was she intrigued rather than shocked or insulted? He knew for sure that when he got home he was going to have an epic jerkoff session in the privacy of his room thinking about this sexy older woman and her sweatshirt full of goodies. He felt her take him in her palm, pull suggestively. Granted, both of the women he’d actually fucked were more than twice his age but he’d thought it was just a coincidence and a consequence of the shyness he felt around the coeds at college. “No, slower…not so much there…maybe if you try using your fingers more,” she said, happy for Jimmy’s enthusiasm but disappointed by his clumsiness. I like that. He then drew back, offered her his hand. She wiggled against his groin, felt his penis rise a bit in response against her yoga pants. “But I really need to feel you inside me.

“You like this big dick, do you?” She nodded her reply.

“Well thank you,” Ronnie replied. “Now start counting,” she instructed as she turned and walked to the staircase.

Jimmy nearly stumbled when he noticed her eyebrow raise his way. “So, Jimmy…do you want to give it the old college try?” Ronnie pulled her pants and thong down, then sat up on the edge of the sink, her legs open in invitation.

“Ronnie,” she said, pumping his hand. She disengaged from their handshake, placed her hand on his cock once more.

“Ronnie,” she said, pumping his hand. Her face suddenly looked ten years older as the joy she’d earlier displayed while dancing, kissing and fellating him vanished.

To Ronnie’s surprise Jimmy knelt before her, repeating her own trick of using her sweatshirt as a bit of knee protection, and took in the view of her womanhood. I’ll wait a few minutes so no one is the wiser.”

Ronnie pulled off her sweatshirt, dropped it to the floor, locked the door and then pushed Jimmy a few feet over so he was in front of the sink. All too soon he felt the urge to come but wanted to delay his climax. He leaned in eagerly, planted a long lick on her womanhood, then tried to stab into her with his tongue. “Can I see you again?”

He slid his hand up and under her sweatshirt, happy to find an unencumbered breast that more than filled his palm as their tongues slid around one another. She felt open to the universe, open to Jimmy’s cock, open to the idea that their fleshy union was in fact the entirety of the universe. She leaned into him, held onto him with her arms, kissed all over his face as he continued to thrust into her, hitting her in her deepest place, luxuriating in his smile.

“So is your mouth,” Jimmy replied, thrusting forward suggestively. After he passed her by once more she turned off the music player on her phone, picked up her towel, stretched and slowly arched her back when she saw him coming around the track again, tried to look seductive while drying perspiration off of her neck and face. His reactions told her he seemed interested. She was still even more surprised at how much she liked it. She briefly wondered if he might want to learn more under his tutelage or if this was a one-time event.

“Young man, you’re missing something important.” He looked at her quizzically. She spiraled her tongue around the head, thrilling Jimmy as his nerves fired from her enthusiasm and skill. Had you pulled out and sprayed all over me without my consent, I would probably be angry. He followed her guidance, felt her petals yield to his hardness as he inserted his head into her.

Ronnie watched the tall young man as he ran by her every minute or so around the one-ninth of a mile track, favoring him with a smile each time as he tried to act cool and avert his gaze, his eyes dropping to the track each time hers met his. “Now start counting,” she instructed as she turned and walked to the staircase.

The young man complied, and watched Ronnie’s hands at work. Where had this bit of good fortune come from? What kind of signals was he putting out into the universe to be so lucky all of a sudden?

Jimmy nearly stumbled when he noticed her eyebrow raise his way. “Good. It’s safe,” she whispered hoarsely into his right ear, biting it. “I feel like I can lift you with my dick.” A moment later his hands slid down to her ass and he literally picked her up, like he’d seen done in porno videos online. I’ll wait a few minutes so no one is the wiser.”

Ronnie smiled when she saw Jimmy through the glass door. Do you understand me?”

“Oh my god that feels so amazing please don’t stop oh my god I’m going to…”

Ronnie found herself turned on by this young man and his seemingly impressive cock, enjoyed toying with him. She knew very well that it couldn’t be a coincidence that he was leaving just after her, that he had in fact followed her. She’d already begun to perspire from her exertions, and now she found her mouth and womanhood begin to moisten as well.

Somewhat disheartened, Jimmy abandoned his attempts at cunnilingus and grasped his cock, glad to find it was already near full length. I just got carried away.”

Jimmy was disappointed to see her leaving the track. Do you have your phone?” He nodded. “I’m 57 years young.”

Ronnie’s eyes darted from side to side, saw there was no one in view, and quickly placed a hand on the back of Jimmy’s neck and pulled him down for a quick, deep kiss. Their gazes locked as Jimmy placed his arms around Ronnie’s back, pulled her to the edge of the sink as he figured out the somewhat tricky rhythm of fucking while standing, a first for him. “Are you tired out or do you want a little…extra workout?” she said with a wink.

“Hi there,” Jimmy said. She was neatly trimmed, but while her head was covered in jet-black tresses her pubic hair showed both black and gray.

Jimmy Norton was about 10 minutes into his run when he first noticed her in the stretching area in the northwest corner of the indoor track. He was glad he hadn’t worn an athletic supporter, that he had some room for expansion in his boxer briefs and running shorts as his cock began to firm up.

“Ronnie,” she said, pumping his hand.

“By what?” Ronnie replied, standing up next to him. She hung the towel around her neck and began to head to the track exit as Jimmy passed, still trying to be coy.

Something about the way she said those words triggered a kink that Jimmy didn’t know he had. “I’m 57 years young.”

“Hi there,” Jimmy said. You seem to have quite the body yourself.” Now it was Jimmy’s turn to blush. “Thank you,” he said one last time as he unlocked the bathroom door and walked away, a satisfied grin on his face as he headed up the stairs and off to the parking lot.

“Ooh, that feels nice, Jimmy,” she cooed. She gently massaged his balls with her hand, then slid her mouth off enough to stroke his shaft while sucking on his head.

Ronnie found herself turned on by this young man and his seemingly impressive cock, enjoyed toying with him. She hung the towel around her neck and began to head to the track exit as Jimmy passed, still trying to be coy.

“Thank you,” Jimmy finally said. “A widow. He felt her take him in her palm, pull suggestively. Do you have your phone?” He nodded. “I crave young cock. Count slowly to 60, then meet me down there in the family bathroom.”

“This feels so fucking good,” Jimmy moaned, trying to modulate his volume just in case someone may be outside by the door waiting to use the bathroom, not knowing that Ronnie had never been interrupted while using this quickie spot for multiple assignations. He wasn’t as ripped as some of those guys but he found her weight to be more than bearable.

“Young man, you’re missing something important.” He looked at her quizzically. Big, young, hard cock. A cock enthusiast. “You can probably get dressed more quickly than I can, so do so and get going. He slipped in and quickly found a pair of arms embracing him as Ronnie hungrily brought his mouth to hers again. Her dark, frizzy hair moved with the beat of her feet, and her broad smile smoothed out her wrinkles, erasing at least a decade of time’s passage, making her look to be around the same age as Sue, his mid-40s lover who lived up the street. You’re going to make a lot of women happy with it.” She reached down between her legs, scooped up a bit of their combined come, licked her finger clean while Jimmy watched in fascination.

Ronnie found herself overwhelmed at the new depth of penetration he’d achieved as her full weight seemingly rested on the strength of his length. Spent, Jimmy embraced her, kissed her forehead as she laughed, chuckled as her own joy flowed into him. “Then you know that they have those locker rooms for basketball and other sports. Because I think you’re probably a good guy.” She paused, lifted his slightly deflated cock, licked along the entire underside from root to stem. Count slowly to 60, then meet me down there in the family bathroom.”

All of the wrinkles on her face disappeared as Ronnie beamed in response to his low estimate. Especially women who choose to share themselves with you through acts of love. Where? When?”

“That’s a pretty name. A grandmother. The soon-to-be college sophomore was impressed by the older woman’s enthusiasm as she energetically danced by herself like no one was watching, lost in the music on her headphones. Where? When?”

Ronnie watched as the young man dressed, looked wistfully as he stuffed his impressive cock into his underwear. He centered in on the nipple, found it had already stiffened in response to his touch.

“Well thank you,” Ronnie replied.

He counted down to 10 and decided he’d waited long enough, and set down the hall to the same staircase this enticing stranger had just taken down to the lower level.

Ronnie watched the tall young man as he ran by her every minute or so around the one-ninth of a mile track, favoring him with a smile each time as he tried to act cool and avert his gaze, his eyes dropping to the track each time hers met his. His recent experiences with Sue had given him an appreciation for mature women, and he’d always had a thing for Latinas. “But…I’m a little confused.”

“Ooh, that feels nice, Jimmy,” she cooed. I’m so sorry.”

“That was wonderful, young man,” Ronnie finally offered. He alternated looks in the mirror with glances downward as she slowly took his entire cock into her mouth, felt his head go down her throat. He followed her guidance, felt her petals yield to his hardness as he inserted his head into her.

“Thank you,” Jimmy finally said. “I crave young cock. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Her baggy purple sweatshirt did little to hide the swell of what looked like an impressive pair of breasts and her tight leopard-print yoga pants showed a nicely rounded but toned rear. She was still even more surprised at how much she liked it. Would he follow her out when she left? There was only one way to find out. She knew very well that it couldn’t be a coincidence that he was leaving just after her, that he had in fact followed her. She beamed toward him as he walked through the door.

“I do. She dropped down to her knees, knelt before him, peeled his shorts and underwear off in a single, well-practiced maneuver.

And then she stopped wondering and just began feeling. The soon-to-be college sophomore was impressed by the older woman’s enthusiasm as she energetically danced by herself like no one was watching, lost in the music on her headphones. “Now start counting,” she instructed as she turned and walked to the staircase.

“Your penis is amazing, young man.”

Ronnie pulled off her sweatshirt, dropped it to the floor, locked the door and then pushed Jimmy a few feet over so he was in front of the sink. I’ll wait a few minutes so no one is the wiser.”

“Well thank you,” Ronnie replied. Her dark, frizzy hair moved with the beat of her feet, and her broad smile smoothed out her wrinkles, erasing at least a decade of time’s passage, making her look to be around the same age as Sue, his mid-40s lover who lived up the street. “No, slower…not so much there…maybe if you try using your fingers more,” she said, happy for Jimmy’s enthusiasm but disappointed by his clumsiness.

“Apology accepted, young man,” Ronnie said before once more sliding his entire length down her throat, smiling as she felt it returning to full tumescence. And even though you have a cock that could be in porn and even though I fuck like a porn star, you need to respect women, which often doesn’t happen in porn. You seem sweet. “You feel so tight and wet.”

“So is your mouth,” Jimmy replied, thrusting forward suggestively. Seeing her smile, Jimmy took his cock in his hand and slapped her other cheek, then slid it around her face playfully while she tried to get her mouth back on it. She knew very well that it couldn’t be a coincidence that he was leaving just after her, that he had in fact followed her. Ronnie, too, began to climax as her young lover filled him with his copious seed, a broad smile followed by joyous laughter as the sexy sensations overcame her. In fact…would you like to guess my age?”

He liked staying fit, but he loved fucking, too. He slowed down with less than a quarter of a lap to go and walked the final hundred feet or so to the exit doors.

For several minutes Ronnie used a combination of her hand, tongue and throat to pleasure the young man from root to tip, then pushed his length up against his belly in order to suck on his balls, taking one and then the other deep into her mouth while rubbing her thumb against his leaking head, massaging him with his own slippery secretions before again engulfing him with her mouth.

“You like this big dick, do you?” She nodded her reply. Did he actually have a thing for older women? For the moment, it was just a brief thought.

“Have you ever been downstairs?” Jimmy nodded in the affirmative. He leaned in eagerly, planted a long lick on her womanhood, then tried to stab into her with his tongue. He gasped as he saw and felt her tongue extend and lick beneath his head, then thrilled to his view of things as she opened her mouth widely enough to take his plum-sized head between her lips. For a beautiful, vivacious woman.”

He nodded.

For several minutes Ronnie used a combination of her hand, tongue and throat to pleasure the young man from root to tip, then pushed his length up against his belly in order to suck on his balls, taking one and then the other deep into her mouth while rubbing her thumb against his leaking head, massaging him with his own slippery secretions before again engulfing him with her mouth. “You feel so tight and wet.”

Jimmy was disappointed to see her leaving the track. Granted, both of the women he’d actually fucked were more than twice his age but he’d thought it was just a coincidence and a consequence of the shyness he felt around the coeds at college. As these thoughts played through his mind over the next 40 seconds he found himself running toward her once again, his heart nearly stopping when he saw her lick her lips as their eyes met. You seem to have a really great attitude about things.” He pulled her in, kissed her gently, then embraced her, almost engulfed her in his arms. He then drew back, offered her his hand. After he passed her by once more she turned off the music player on her phone, picked up her towel, stretched and slowly arched her back when she saw him coming around the track again, tried to look seductive while drying perspiration off of her neck and face. “So wet for you, my Jimmy.”

“I do.

“This feels so fucking good,” Jimmy moaned, trying to modulate http://www.trannycam.me his volume just in case someone may be outside by the door waiting to use the bathroom, not knowing that Ronnie had never been interrupted while using this quickie spot for multiple assignations. “Okay, I think we should put that amazing gift of yours to work instead if you’re ready.”

“Have you ever been downstairs?” Jimmy nodded in the affirmative. You seem to have a really great attitude about things.” He pulled her in, kissed her gently, then embraced her, almost engulfed her in his arms. “Are you tired out or do you want a little…extra workout?” she said with a wink.

He slid his hand up and under her sweatshirt, happy to find an unencumbered breast that more than filled his palm as their tongues slid around one another. “There’s nothing like a big, firm young cock,” she sighed as he stretched her. But you probably watch a lot of porn, like most young men.

He slid his hand up and under her sweatshirt, happy to find an unencumbered breast that more than filled his palm as their tongues slid around one another. “Having you come on my face was *my* choice.

All of the wrinkles on her face disappeared as Ronnie beamed in response to his low estimate.

Jimmy looked down, loving the sight of the stranger’s full breasts, mildly surprised at the exotic duskiness of her aureole and nipples. He slowed down with less than a quarter of a lap to go and walked the final hundred feet or so to the exit doors.

Something about the way she said those words triggered a kink that Jimmy didn’t know he had.

Ronnie pulled off her sweatshirt, dropped it to the floor, locked the door and then pushed Jimmy a few feet over so he was in front of the sink. She moved her hips off of him a bit, found his hands intuitively adjusted to her movements as they began a new dance together. His reactions told her he seemed interested. Like the one I think you’ve got for me.”

Jimmy felt like he was being milked by Ronnie’s hungry pussy, felt his balls begin to tighten. But I actually believe that semen beautifies, that it has properties that help to keep my skin young. He slipped in and quickly found a pair of arms embracing him as Ronnie hungrily brought his mouth to hers again. “It’s short for Ronetta.”

Jimmy smiled in reply. He wasn’t as ripped as some of those guys but he found her weight to be more than bearable.

Jimmy nearly stumbled when he noticed her eyebrow raise his way. He slowed down with less than a quarter of a lap to go and walked the final hundred feet or so to the exit doors.

As he counted down the numbers in his head Jimmy struggled with the temptation to stroke himself. But I actually believe that semen beautifies, that it has properties that help to keep my skin young. I just got carried away.”

“I’m not sure. She felt open to the universe, open to Jimmy’s cock, open to the idea that their fleshy union was in fact the entirety of the universe. He stood before Ronnie, kissed her mouth briefly before working her way down to her breasts, latching on to her left nipple, which he proceeded to lick and suck while he stroked himself.

“Fucccccckkkkk!” he exclaimed as he felt his seed begin to pulse forth through his length, thrusting throughout the entirety of his orgasm. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. His recent experiences with Sue had given him an appreciation for mature women, and he’d always had a thing for Latinas. A cock enthusiast. Because I think you’re probably a good guy.” She paused, lifted his slightly deflated cock, licked along the entire underside from root to stem.

“Now you have my ‘digits,’ as we used to say,” she said with another one of her youthful smiles. He felt her take him in her palm, pull suggestively. Seeing the two of them in the mirror was an extra turn-on for him, though it also made him feel like he needed to work on his abs more.

Ronnie gasped at his entrance; her most recent partners had been neither as long nor as thick as Jimmy. They held each other for more than a minute, looking into one another’s eyes, running their hands over one another’s backs, kissing and nipping at each other until Jimmy’s deflated tool slid out of Ronnie’s soaking wet womanhood, their conjoined secretions audibly dripping onto the tile floor.

Ronnie was surprised when her young lover suddenly withdrew from her mouth, and more surprised when he suddenly shook his hips and slapped her right cheek with his wet cock. “But…I’m a little confused.”

“Kegels keep me tight, and you got me wet,” she said with a smile. He pulled his shorts on, then finally his tee shirt, before leaning in for one last long, languid kiss that got his groin stirring a bit once more.

“No, Ronnie. She leaned into him, held onto him with her arms, kissed all over his face as he continued to thrust into her, hitting her in her deepest place, luxuriating in his smile.

“Oh my god that feels so amazing please don’t stop oh my god I’m going to…”

“Fucccccckkkkk!” he exclaimed as he felt his seed begin to pulse forth through his length, thrusting throughout the entirety of his orgasm. And even though you have a cock that could be in porn and even though I fuck like a porn star, you need to respect women, which often doesn’t happen in porn. She’d already begun to perspire from her exertions, and now she found her mouth and womanhood begin to moisten as well.

“There’s nothing like your pussy,” he replied. He alternated looks in the mirror with glances downward as she slowly took his entire cock into her mouth, felt his head go down her throat. “It’s short for Ronetta.”

Jimmy was disappointed to see her leaving the track. As he ran around the track he had less than 30 seconds to decide whether he should follow the dancing woman out and try to engage her in conversation, see if this led somewhere. I need to be filled.”

“Young man, I’m a lot of things,” she said before pausing, a withering glare emitting from her eyes.

“So is your mouth,” Jimmy replied, thrusting forward suggestively. He slipped in and quickly found a pair of arms embracing him as Ronnie hungrily brought his mouth to hers again. Especially women who choose to share themselves with you through acts of love. She held it there for at least five seconds, then eased back until he was once more fully exposed to the elements, her saliva dripping, briefly straining as she pulled her head a full inch off of him.

. “But I really need to feel you inside me. A grandmother. I need to be filled.”

“I’m so hard for you, Ronnie,” he said, his full seven inches buried fully inside her. He hadn’t masturbated all day and knew he had plenty of spunk saved up for this sexy stranger. “Are you tired out or do you want a little…extra workout?” she said with a wink.

“Young man, I’m a lot of things,” she said before pausing, a withering glare emitting from her eyes. He was glad he hadn’t worn an athletic supporter, that he had some room for expansion in his boxer briefs and running shorts as his cock began to firm up.

“Your penis is amazing, young man.”

“Well, it certainly seems to keep you in good shape.” Ronnie’s olive-colored skin flushed at the compliment.

Jimmy felt like he was being milked by Ronnie’s hungry pussy, felt his balls begin to tighten. She leaned into him, held onto him with her arms, kissed all over his face as he continued to thrust into her, hitting her in her deepest place, luxuriating in his smile.

“I think I’d love that. “And I think we can have a lot of fun together. As he ran around the track he had less than 30 seconds to decide whether he should follow the dancing woman out and try to engage her in conversation, see if this led somewhere. Spent, Jimmy embraced her, kissed her forehead as she laughed, chuckled as her own joy flowed into him. “So, Jimmy…do you want to give it the old college try?” Ronnie pulled her pants and thong down, then sat up on the edge of the sink, her legs open in invitation.

For several minutes Ronnie used a combination of her hand, tongue and throat to pleasure the young man from root to tip, then pushed his length up against his belly in order to suck on his balls, taking one and then the other deep into her mouth while rubbing her thumb against his leaking head, massaging him with his own slippery secretions before again engulfing him with her mouth. Like her nipples, her labia were somewhat dusky, less pink than most of those he’d seen on screens and even in real life. You’re going to make a lot of women happy with it.” She reached down between her legs, scooped up a bit of their combined come, licked her finger clean while Jimmy watched in fascination.

“Now you have my ‘digits,’ as we used to say,” she said with another one of her youthful smiles.

“Kegels keep me tight, and you got me wet,” she said with a smile. Then he looked to the left and noticed their reflection in the mirror.

“That’s a pretty name.

“I do. He pulled his shorts on, then finally his tee shirt, before leaning in for one last long, languid kiss that got his groin stirring a bit once more. It’s kind of inspiring, really.”

“No, Ronnie. As he ran around the track he had less than 30 seconds to decide whether he should follow the dancing woman out and try to engage her in conversation, see if this led somewhere. He centered in on the nipple, found it had already stiffened in response to his touch.

“I know. He alternated looks in the mirror with glances downward as she slowly took his entire cock into her mouth, felt his head go down her throat. “You can probably get dressed more quickly than I can, so do so and get going. “Having you come on my face was *my* choice. He decided he’d skip his remaining laps and cooldown walk and see if the dancer was still to be found somewhere in the recreation center’s hallways or lobby. Seeing her smile, Jimmy took his cock in his hand and slapped her other cheek, then slid it around her face playfully while she tried to get her mouth back on it. But I am *not* a bitch, or a whore, or any of the other names that you may think are ‘hot’ but are in fact just plain disrespectful.”

“Your penis is amazing, young man.”

“Well, it certainly seems to keep you in good shape.” Ronnie’s olive-colored skin flushed at the compliment.

Ronnie gasped at his entrance; her most recent partners had been neither as long nor as thick as Jimmy. A moment later, her own phone rang from the pile of her clothes on the tile floor. “Fuck, Ronnie, I’m so close to coming,” he warned.

Jimmy Norton was about 10 minutes into his run when he first noticed her in the stretching area in the northwest corner of the indoor track. Then he looked to the left and noticed their reflection in the mirror. Had she noticed his burgeoning hard-on? Was she intrigued rather than shocked or insulted? He knew for sure that when he got home he was going to have an epic jerkoff session in the privacy of his room thinking about this sexy older woman and her sweatshirt full of goodies. She gasped in delighted wonderment as his semi-erect cock sprang out, wrapped her hand around the root, stroked it quickly to its full, thick seven inches.

All of the wrinkles on her face disappeared as Ronnie beamed in response to his low estimate. I need to be filled.”

“I’m…I’m sorry. “But I really need to feel you inside me. She spiraled her tongue around the head, thrilling Jimmy as his nerves fired from her enthusiasm and skill. Their gazes locked as Jimmy placed his arms around Ronnie’s back, pulled her to the edge of the sink as he figured out the somewhat tricky rhythm of fucking while standing, a first for him.

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He liked staying fit, but he loved fucking, too. “I feel like I can lift you with my dick.” A moment later his hands slid down to her ass and he literally picked her up, like he’d seen done in porno videos online. “Having you come on my face was *my* choice. “There’s nothing like a big, firm young cock,” she sighed as he stretched her. A moment later, her own phone rang from the pile of her clothes on the tile floor. He looked down at her in wonderment and just a touch of confusion, surprised to see her rub his thick come into her skin before licking her fingers clean.

He counted down to 10 and decided he’d waited long enough, and set down the hall to the same staircase this enticing stranger had just taken down to the lower level. “I crave young cock. Do you understand me?”

“You don’t like nasty talk, but you’re okay with…facials? They aren’t demeaning to you?”

Ronnie smiled when she saw Jimmy through the glass door. She gently massaged his balls with her hand, then slid her mouth off enough to stroke his shaft while sucking on his head.

“Spoken like a true college man,” she laughed. Seeing the two of them in the mirror was an extra turn-on for him, though it also made him feel like he needed to work on his abs more.

To Ronnie’s surprise Jimmy knelt before her, repeating her own trick of using her sweatshirt as a bit of knee protection, and took in the view of her womanhood. But you probably watch a lot of porn, like most young men. Where had this bit of good fortune come from? What kind of signals was he putting out into the universe to be so lucky all of a sudden?

“I would like that. Where? When?”

“Well, it certainly seems to keep you in good shape.” Ronnie’s olive-colored skin flushed at the compliment.

Somewhat disheartened, Jimmy abandoned his attempts at cunnilingus and grasped his cock, glad to find it was already near full length. He centered in on the nipple, found it had already stiffened in response to his touch.

Jimmy looked down, loving the sight of the stranger’s full breasts, mildly surprised at the exotic duskiness of her aureole and nipples. I’m not a math major but that means you’re probably at least in your late 40s?”

“Save that for later,” Ronnie said, breaking off their kiss and sliding a hand between them, reaching beneath Jimmy’s waistband. It’s kind of inspiring, really.”

He slid back into her mouth, then felt a sudden small, sharp pain as she bit down on him briefly before pulling her head back and off of him. Would he follow her out when she left? There was only one way to find out. But I am *not* a bitch, or a whore, or any of the other names that you may think are ‘hot’ but are in fact just plain disrespectful.”

“I know. He leaned in eagerly, planted a long lick on her womanhood, then tried to stab into her with his tongue. “So wet for you, my Jimmy.”

Jimmy smiled in reply.

Jimmy looked down, loving the sight of the stranger’s full breasts, mildly surprised at the exotic duskiness of her aureole and nipples. Ronnie was more than happy to oblige, reaching up and guiding her treat back to her mouth. Her face suddenly looked ten years older as the joy she’d earlier displayed while dancing, kissing and fellating him vanished.

He nodded. “I…I know this may seem forward but I just wanted to say that you sure do seem to enjoy dancing. “Years young.

Ronnie found herself overwhelmed at the new depth of penetration he’d achieved as her full weight seemingly rested on the strength of his length. All too soon he felt the urge to come but wanted to delay his climax. He decided he’d skip his remaining laps and cooldown walk and see if the dancer was still to be found somewhere in the recreation center’s hallways or lobby. Her face suddenly looked ten years older as the joy she’d earlier displayed while dancing, kissing and fellating him vanished.

Ronnie’s eyes darted from side to side, saw there was no one in view, and quickly placed a hand on the back of Jimmy’s neck and pulled him down for a quick, deep kiss. She was neatly trimmed, but while her head was covered in jet-black tresses her pubic hair showed both black and gray. She’d already begun to perspire from her exertions, and now she found her mouth and womanhood begin to moisten as well.

“I’m so hard for you, Ronnie,” he said, his full seven inches buried fully inside her. They held each other for more than a minute, looking into one another’s eyes, running their hands over one another’s backs, kissing and nipping at each other until Jimmy’s deflated tool slid out of Ronnie’s soaking wet womanhood, their conjoined secretions audibly dripping onto the tile floor.

Jimmy felt like he was being milked by Ronnie’s hungry pussy, felt his balls begin to tighten. “Good. It’s really a great workout.”

“That’s very nice of you to say. You seem sweet. I’m so sorry.”

“That’s a pretty name. “Then suck it some more, bitch.”

He lifted his head, took a half step back and bent his knees slightly to line his cock up with Ronnie’s pussy. I’m not a math major but that means you’re probably at least in your late 40s?”

“I’m…I’m sorry. “I…I know this may seem forward but I just wanted to say that you sure do seem to enjoy dancing. He gasped as he saw and felt her tongue extend and lick beneath his head, then thrilled to his view of things as she opened her mouth widely enough to take his plum-sized head between her lips. “Okay, unlock it and hand it to me.”

Ronnie watched as the young man dressed, looked wistfully as he stuffed his impressive cock into his underwear. Once there he found the family bathroom, tried the door and found it unlocked. She held it there for at least five seconds, then eased back until he was once more fully exposed to the elements, her saliva dripping, briefly straining as she pulled her head a full inch off of him.

Somewhat disheartened, Jimmy abandoned his attempts at cunnilingus and grasped his cock, glad to find it was already near full length. You mentioned you are a grandmother. But he hadn’t expected to find a tantalizing opportunity on this rainy Wednesday evening. “It’s short for Ronetta.”

Jimmy found her alluring. In fact…would you like to guess my age?”

“By what?” Ronnie replied, standing up next to him. After he passed her by once more she turned off the music player on her phone, picked up her towel, stretched and slowly arched her back when she saw him coming around the track again, tried to look seductive while drying perspiration off of her neck and face. She gently massaged his balls with her hand, then slid her mouth off enough to stroke his shaft while sucking on his head.

Ronnie watched the tall young man as he ran by her every minute or so around the one-ninth of a mile track, favoring him with a smile each time as he tried to act cool and avert his gaze, his eyes dropping to the track each time hers met his. Just so long as you understand the importance of respect.”

Ronnie ran her hands through Jimmy’s sandy-colored hair, briefly tried to guide him while he took in the intoxicating scent and taste of her arousal. “You’ve got quite a gift. Once there he found the family bathroom, tried the door and found it unlocked. She hung the towel around her neck and began to head to the track exit as Jimmy passed, still trying to be coy.

“Kegels keep me tight, and you got me wet,” she said with a smile. “I feel like I can lift you with my dick.” A moment later his hands slid down to her ass and he literally picked her up, like he’d seen done in porno videos online. His recent experiences with Sue had given him an appreciation for mature women, and he’d always had a thing for Latinas. He decided he’d skip his remaining laps and cooldown walk and see if the dancer was still to be found somewhere in the recreation center’s hallways or lobby. Her baggy purple sweatshirt did little to hide the swell of what looked like an impressive pair of breasts and her tight leopard-print yoga pants showed a nicely rounded but toned rear. “I’m Jimmy, by the way.”

“Young man, you’re missing something important.” He looked at her quizzically. She briefly wondered if he might want to learn more under his tutelage or if this was a one-time event.

“You like this big dick, do you?” She nodded her reply. “Fuck, Ronnie, I’m so close to coming,” he warned.

Ronnie gasped at his entrance; her most recent partners had been neither as long nor as thick as Jimmy. She felt open to the universe, open to Jimmy’s cock, open to the idea that their fleshy union was in fact the entirety of the universe. “But…I’m a little confused.”

The young man complied, and watched Ronnie’s hands at work. He removed his tee shirt, stood only in his shoes and socks, enjoying the view of this cougar manipulating his length. But I am *not* a bitch, or a whore, or any of the other names that you may think are ‘hot’ but are in fact just plain disrespectful.”

“Save that for later,” Ronnie said, breaking off their kiss and sliding a hand between them, reaching beneath Jimmy’s waistband. She dropped down to her knees, knelt before him, peeled his shorts and underwear off in a single, well-practiced maneuver. The sudden surprise nip sent Jimmy over the edge, and he placed her back onto the edge of the sink for fear that his knees would give out while he ejaculated.

Something about the way she said those words triggered a kink that Jimmy didn’t know he had. He wasn’t as ripped as some of those guys but he found her weight to be more than bearable.

“Hi there,” Jimmy said. Ronnie, too, began to climax as her young lover filled him with his copious seed, a broad smile followed by joyous laughter as the sexy sensations overcame her. He had planned to run another nine laps. Like her nipples, her labia were somewhat dusky, less pink than most of those he’d seen on screens and even in real life. The soon-to-be college sophomore was impressed by the older woman’s enthusiasm as she energetically danced by herself like no one was watching, lost in the music on her headphones. She was still even more surprised at how much she liked it. “A widow. He hadn’t masturbated all day and knew he had plenty of spunk saved up for this sexy stranger. In between the men’s and women’s locker rooms they have one of those family bathrooms. She moved her hips off of him a bit, found his hands intuitively adjusted to her movements as they began a new dance together.

“There’s nothing like your pussy,” he replied. His reactions told her he seemed interested. “Okay, unlock it and hand it to me.”

“Ooh, that feels nice, Jimmy,” she cooed. Because I think you’re probably a good guy.” She paused, lifted his slightly deflated cock, licked along the entire underside from root to stem. A grandmother. She began to sense that Jimmy’s natural attributes, his size and strength, could help him to overcome his lack of actual sexual experience. She gasped in delighted wonderment as his semi-erect cock sprang out, wrapped her hand around the root, stroked it quickly to its full, thick seven inches.

“I’m not sure. She beamed toward him as he walked through the door.

“That’s very nice of you to say. Ronnie was more than happy to oblige, reaching up and guiding her treat back to her mouth. But he hadn’t expected to find a tantalizing opportunity on this rainy Wednesday evening.

“That was wonderful, young man,” Ronnie finally offered. He then drew back, offered her his hand. In fact…would you like to guess my age?”

Jimmy shuddered as she took his manhood in her hand, stroked the underside of his unit before cupping his heavy balls. Did he actually have a thing for older women? For the moment, it was just a brief thought.

“Spoken like a true college man,” she laughed. She cupped his balls, applied a slight bit of pressure as an additional warning. “You’ve got quite a gift. He looked down at her in wonderment and just a touch of confusion, surprised to see her rub his thick come into her skin before licking her fingers clean.

“Save that for later,” Ronnie said, breaking off their kiss and sliding a hand between them, reaching beneath Jimmy’s waistband. “Can I see you again?”

Jimmy found her alluring. Especially women who choose to share themselves with you through acts of love. “I’m Jimmy, by the way.”

Ronnie found herself overwhelmed at the new depth of penetration he’d achieved as her full weight seemingly rested on the strength of his length. He stood before Ronnie, kissed her mouth briefly before working her way down to her breasts, latching on to her left nipple, which he proceeded to lick and suck while he stroked himself.

And then she stopped wondering and just began feeling. She raised an eyebrow on his fourth pass as she took note of his prominent bulge, took note of his barely restrained length through his yellow nylon shorts. But I actually believe that semen beautifies, that it has properties that help to keep my skin young. You’re amazing.” Jimmy paused, afraid to ask what he wanted to know, hoping he was correct. “I’m 57 years young.”

“You don’t like nasty talk, but you’re okay with…facials? They aren’t demeaning to you?”

He counted down to 10 and decided he’d waited long enough, and set down the hall to the same staircase this enticing stranger had just taken down to the lower level. He gasped as he saw and felt her tongue extend and lick beneath his head, then thrilled to his view of things as she opened her mouth widely enough to take his plum-sized head between her lips.

“I’m so hard for you, Ronnie,” he said, his full seven inches buried fully inside her. You mentioned you are a grandmother. “Okay, unlock it and hand it to me.”

Ronnie ran her hands through Jimmy’s sandy-colored hair, briefly tried to guide him while he took in the intoxicating scent and taste of her arousal.

Ronnie’s eyes darted from side to side, saw there was no one in view, and quickly placed a hand on the back of Jimmy’s neck and pulled him down for a quick, deep kiss. She cupped his balls, applied a slight bit of pressure as an additional warning. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Then he looked to the left and noticed their reflection in the mirror. And even though you have a cock that could be in porn and even though I fuck like a porn star, you need to respect women, which often doesn’t happen in porn. But you probably watch a lot of porn, like most young men. He pulled his shorts on, then finally his tee shirt, before leaning in for one last long, languid kiss that got his groin stirring a bit once more. She briefly wondered if he might want to learn more under his tutelage or if this was a one-time event.

Ronnie watched as the young man dressed, looked wistfully as he stuffed his impressive cock into his underwear. She gasped in delighted wonderment as his semi-erect cock sprang out, wrapped her hand around the root, stroked it quickly to its full, thick seven inches.

Ronnie finished him with her hand, recoiled slightly as his first few dollops of come jetted forth and onto her face, kept milking him, felt copious amount of his hot fluid strike her chin, her neck, and then her breasts until he was spent. “A widow.

He lifted his head, took a half step back and bent his knees slightly to line his cock up with Ronnie’s pussy. Her dark, frizzy hair moved with the beat of her feet, and her broad smile smoothed out her wrinkles, erasing at least a decade of time’s passage, making her look to be around the same age as Sue, his mid-40s lover who lived up the street. He looked down at her in wonderment and just a touch of confusion, surprised to see her rub his thick come into her skin before licking her fingers clean.

“Fucccccckkkkk!” he exclaimed as he felt his seed begin to pulse forth through his length, thrusting throughout the entirety of his orgasm. Did he actually have a thing for older women? For the moment, it was just a brief thought.

“Yes, do it, shoot inside me. He had planned to run another nine laps. It’s really a great workout.”

The young man complied, and watched Ronnie’s hands at work. “You’ve got quite a gift.

“I would like that. “So wet for you, my Jimmy.”

“I’m…I’m sorry. She dropped down to her knees, knelt before him, peeled his shorts and underwear off in a single, well-practiced maneuver. Just so long as you understand the importance of respect.”

And then she stopped wondering and just began feeling. It’s safe,” she whispered hoarsely into his right ear, biting it. Had you pulled out and sprayed all over me without my consent, I would probably be angry.

“I would like that. A moment later, her own phone rang from the pile of her clothes on the tile floor. She moved her hips off of him a bit, found his hands intuitively adjusted to her movements as they began a new dance together. It’s really a great workout.”

“Now you have my ‘digits,’ as we used to say,” she said with another one of her youthful smiles. Seeing the two of them in the mirror was an extra turn-on for him, though it also made him feel like he needed to work on his abs more.

“Spoken like a true college man,” she laughed. All too soon he felt the urge to come but wanted to delay his climax. Like the one I think you’ve got for me.”

Jimmy found her alluring. But he hadn’t expected to find a tantalizing opportunity on this rainy Wednesday evening. “You can probably get dressed more quickly than I can, so do so and get going. “Then suck it some more, bitch.”

“I know. He removed his tee shirt, stood only in his shoes and socks, enjoying the view of this cougar manipulating his length. Do you understand me?”

He nodded. She disengaged from their handshake, placed her hand on his cock once more. She disengaged from their handshake, placed her hand on his cock once more

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Car Pooling Pt. 14 Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Hal took notice of an erotic museum off of Las Vegas Blvd; he hoped he could find it again at a later date. Art made reservations for the three of them. Hal undressed and entered the bed to spoon with his wife. He was always flying around the country extinguishing fires other sales people started. She has had the time of her life and it is only Thursday they have twelve more days to go. Both were available for the men to explore they took turns on the display table.

“I want you to show Art how you ride to work,” said Hal, as he entered the back seat of the car.

Hal said, “We would like to go at the end of the month, if Gloria will be able to fill in for Martha?”

It was only a short distance to the High Roller and the group was there before Martha could have an orgasm by her own fingers.

The friends arrived at the restaurant after a five minute walk to the Mirage on the other side of Las Vegas Blvd.

The first dancer came out she did the first song taking off her top, the second song she took off her bra and third song at the beginning took off her panties and rolled around the stage spreading her legs she gave all beaver shots as the men gave her money. Martha unbuttoned her dress and walked out of the Strip club showing all her womanly charms to the delight of the patrons. Martha buttoned two buttons on the center of her dress. Walter was proud of his wife for stepping up to help and the increase in pay helps also. The dress was button front. They met Art on his way to a meeting in Old Town by Fremont St. The two men brought off Martha twice during their dinner. Hal got between Martha’s legs, after she rested her hands on the wall of the shower to remain steady, while Hal did the taste test on her pussy to make sure she was clean. Hal had on Slacks and polo shirt with loafers. Martha unbuttoned her dress and walked out of the Strip club showing all her womanly charms to the delight of the patrons.

After the next dancer was finished the group tired figured they would call it a night.

The couple thankful Art would show them around as they haven’t been in Vegas before. She was so wet he slipped into her to the hilt without any trouble. The night was so warm Art drove around sin city for an hour or so. Martha buttoned two buttons on the center of her dress. The hostess greeted Art by name and sat the group in a corner table with subdued lighting. Martha was in a happy mood and wanted Art to enjoy the trip to Las Vegas. She spread her legs as far as she could for the two men to have access to her flower of life.

They went to a restaurant to have dinner. He couldn’t stop he had to bring Martha off she tasted so good. The trio walked out of the building with Martha between the two men arm in arm. She continued saying, “There guys I bet your hands are warmer now.”

They decided to meet in the Lobby of the Palazzo and go to dinner from there the restaurant is within walking distance on Las Vegas Blvd.

After seeing four dancers on stage Martha said, “I can dance better than they did.”

“Why not, as long as Hal is good with his wife being on stage and showing all present what he has been getting into all our married years.” said Martha laughing.

In turn both Hal and Martha thanked Art for the great meal.

Exhaustion overtook the couple when the entered their room Martha stripped nude and fell into bed.

Art parked in the lot beside the club. The couple was amazed the suite was almost as large as their house with a shower twice as large as their bathroom at home. They washed each other thoroughly and Martha performed her taste test on Hal, but she didn’t bring him off.

“Hi, my name is Art, nice to meet both of you; I travel extensively and appreciate being seated with outgoing people,” said Art with a smile.

Walter said to Hal, “When do you want to go to Vegas for your two week vacation?”

“I want to go on the High Roller,” said Martha.

Both men just moaned as they inserted their fingers in Martha’s pussy, which precipitated a moan from her. It was not until the beverage cart came back through to pick up the remanence of the snacks, before the two men started to finger fuck Martha double teaming her. Hal missed playtime yesterday, so he wanted to make up for it this morning. She spread her legs to show her flower of life to him as she played the machine.

“Looks like your hand is cold give it to me and I will warm it for you.” Martha took the man’s hand and placed it on her left thigh and her husband’s hand was on her right. Leaving a lot of cleavage and leg showing, they purchased their tickets. Martha sitting across from Hal, she flashed her crotchless panties at her husband. Martha changed into a dress with buttons down the front forgoing her panties and bra. They had to take a shower again, before they exited the shower. The two men brought off Martha twice during their dinner. The dancer looked bored out of her mind through her whole set. They fell into a peaceful sleep.

The couple thanked Art for a great day.

There were red flag war games going on at Nellis where planes from many friendly nations flew in packages into the desert to train on tactics.

It was after eleven PM when the group arrived back to the car. The trip is two weeks away, so the next Friday will be the last Friday Martha will be available to coach Gloria.

Martha and Hal followed Art to his car. He was always flying around the country extinguishing fires other sales people started.

It was about a ten minute wait and the group was in the gondola. They were pre checked, so they went right to the waiting area. She was so wet he slipped into her to the hilt without any trouble. She spread her legs to give the two men access to her flower of life, while they waited for their meal. She loved this city no one noticed her public exposure or were adverse to her exposure. He held off until he felt his wife bear down on his cock with her pussy.

Martha had the window seat with Hal next to her, she asked the stewardess for a blanket, she said she was cold, but as soon as the plane took off she covered her lap and took her husband’s hand placed it on the gusset of her panties.

They dressed after they took a shower with taste test and went to the buffet in the Palazzo as it was a perk of the room. She did her Kegel exercises because his cock was trapped in her pussy as she came. It was not until the beverage cart came back through to pick up the remanence of the snacks, before the two men started to finger fuck Martha double teaming her. They stayed and watched the planes land and take off until one PM. Art started the car and lowered the top Hal was shot gun. Hal to his delight found her panties to be crotch less and started to play with her pussy before the seatbelt light went off.

Martha took off her dress, put it on the bench on the opposite side from Hal and Art spread her legs while Art snapped a few pictures of the lovely mature woman in all her naked glory. Art walked up to them as Martha spread to flash her husband. Martha was on the verge of an orgasm by the time Hal was ready to cum. They entered their car, drove out of the underground garage onto Las Vegas Blvd headed north toward Nellis AFB. Gloria came into the office with Walter, so Martha could show Gloria what was needed while she was on vacation.

“I want you to show Art how you ride to work,” said Hal, as he entered the back seat of the car..

The plane landed a short time later and they deplaned. Art spotted a woman who was nude and with her body painted. They stopped their shenanigans while the Hostesses passed out the beverages. Just as they walked into the lobby they bumped into Art.

Art went north on Las Vegas Blvd to the Palomino Club a strip bar in old town.

It brought a laugh to all present. Martha unbuttoned her dress and walked out of the Strip club showing all her womanly charms to the delight of the patrons. She had multiple orgasms during the trips; Gloria has had the best time of her life over the last month.

Martha and Hal went to their room to get ready; they both took a shower together, the couple was amazed at the size of the shower. Art made reservations for the three of them. The suite had a lounge area and separate bedroom with an in suite exercise room.

Hal said, “We would like to go at the end of the month, if Gloria will be able to fill in for Martha?”

They conversed for a while, Martha found out Art worked for Merc he was the head of the sales staff for medical drugs to pharmacies and hospitals. They met Art on his way to a meeting in Old Town by Fremont St. The men worked together to give her two more orgasms. She dressed just as the ride finished; she buttoned three buttons in the middle of her dress just before they exited the gondola. He held off until he felt his wife bear down on his cock with her pussy. The couple went to the lobby and picked up some brochures’ which showed events for the next few days.

Hal said, “We would like to go at the end of the month, if Gloria will be able to fill in for Martha?”

“What would you like to do this afternoon?” He asked.

It was only a short distance to the High Roller and the group was there before Martha could have an orgasm by her own fingers.

After conversing with Martha Hal said, “Sure, what time?”

“What would you like to do this afternoon?” He asked.

“I can be ready for five.” Art said.

Fremont Street has a covering over it with zip lines which run the length of the street and a light show every hour after dark. They fell asleep spooning.

Martha had the window seat with Hal next to her, she asked the stewardess for a blanket, she said she was cold, but as soon as the plane took off she covered her lap and took her husband’s hand placed it on the gusset of her panties. He rubbed Martha’s pussy as he stuck his tongue down his wife’s throat. They went to the casino; Martha won Fifteen Hundred dollars in less than ten minutes playing the one arm bandit with twenty dollars. Getting to the gate they found they could go to see the hanger where the ‘Thunderbirds’ planes were parked with information on the Air Force demonstration teams history. Art walked up to them as Martha spread to flash her husband. Time flew by and before they knew it the couple was boarding a plane at Bradley airport in Connecticut for the trip to McCarran International in Nevada. Art started the car and lowered the top Hal was shot gun. “I want to stop there.” She said pointing. Gloria came into the office with Walter, so Martha could show Gloria what was needed while she was http://www.trannycam.me on vacation. Hal and Martha were amazed they watched the people walk by. She gave their new friend a thrill also. The trip is two weeks away, so the next Friday will be the last Friday Martha will be available to coach Gloria.

“What would you like to do this afternoon?” He asked.

The plane landed a short time later and they deplaned. Hal opened the door for his wife and she entered the back seat. Hal missed playtime yesterday, so he wanted to make up for it this morning.

Driving toward Fremont Street Martha spotted a souvenir shop on the left. They could have three more couples in with them. They drove to the Hotel and found they were to go to the VIP lounge to check in. The inside of the gondola smelled of excited female by this time. She cleared her throat and coughed to throw off the men who watched the three across the aisle.

The group walked the Boulevard to the Bellagio Hotel to see the fountain show.

After the next dancer was finished the group tired figured they would call it a night. The MC came out and stated there is amateur night on Tuesday the winner of the contest will receive one thousand dollars, second place five hundred dollars and third place two hundred and fifty dollars cash prices.

Art shook Hal’s hand and give Martha a kiss on the cheek saying, “Thanks for a great night.”

Art crossed traffic and went into the parking lot. By the time the three returned to the Palazzo it was time for Hal and Martha to go to their room for the night even though it was early by Las Vegas standards the couple was tired from the trip.

Hal and Martha were busy packing for their trip. She was thankful Martha showed her the way to become a hot wife and add excitement to the couple’s life.

This alerted a few of the men on the plane in the isle seats to watch what happened in the row next to them. Martha rolled over on her back and spread her legs. They stopped their shenanigans while the Hostesses passed out the beverages. She squeaked out her third and fourth orgasm. The drive back was uneventful, if you call driving a nude woman back to the Palazzo uneventful and her waving to everyone on the street. They could have three more couples in with them. The three weren’t done yet there were still four more hours of travel to Nevada. They each went to their respective suites.

With Gloria’s answer Martha made the arrangements for the trip. She loved this city no one noticed her public exposure or were adverse to her exposure.

They conversed for a while, Martha found out Art worked for Merc he was the head of the sales staff for medical drugs to pharmacies and hospitals. Hal departed to Enterprise rental to collect their red Camaro convertible, while Martha waited with the luggage. Martha wanted to go on the High Roller to see the city; they walked down to the parking garage to pick up their car. She spread her legs to give the two men access to her flower of life, while they waited for their meal. They were pre checked, so they went right to the waiting area. She cleared her throat and coughed to throw off the men who watched the three across the aisle.

Art crossed traffic and went into the parking lot. He held off until he felt his wife bear down on his cock with her pussy. This stunned the younger man as he was only in his late thirties, still single and a workaholic with not social life.

Walter said to Hal, “When do you want to go to Vegas for your two week vacation?”

Martha looked over at the young man in a suit in the isle seat; she noted he watched them intently, while Hal manipulated her pussy.

“Wouldn’t want the guys to be bored on this long trip,” Martha giggled, she gave the hostess a high five.

Fremont Street has a covering over it with zip lines which run the length of the street and a light show every hour after dark. When Art called he told them he was free for the rest of the afternoon.

Hal not comprehending what Martha was up to asked, “Why, I thought you like to look out the window.”

It was a month since Gloria first reluctantly assisted Martha as a model for the employee appreciation event on Friday nights after dinner for the group chosen that week. Getting to the gate they found they could go to see the hanger where the ‘Thunderbirds’ planes were parked with information on the Air Force demonstration teams history. The hostess greeted Art by name and sat the group in a corner table with subdued lighting. Martha had on a short skirt and top, matching bra and panties with three inch heels. A scantily clad waitress came to get their drink order; she eyed the two men with their hands between the mature woman’s legs at her crotch.

Art agreed and the couple drove back to the Palazzo. Hal in a shirt and slacks, they went to the lobby to wait for Art to meet them. Hal didn’t need an engraved invitation to mount his wife. He was always flying around the country extinguishing fires other sales people started.

Hal and Martha were busy packing for their trip. Hal in a shirt and slacks, they went to the lobby to wait for Art to meet them. They were pre checked, so they went right to the waiting area.

The couple walked out of the Palazzo onto Las Vegas Blvd when Hal’s cell rang it was Art.

They went to a restaurant to have dinner. The inside of the gondola smelled of excited female by this time. The night was so warm Art drove around sin city for an hour or so.

“We will meet you at our hotel lobby at two thirty,” said Hal.

Martha laughing said, “I can see both of you like me or you’re pitching a tent in your pants.” Pointing to their crotches and elevated members pushing at the slacks material.

The next morning the couple was up at five AM still being on Eastern Time. Martha exited the vehicle and shopped for about an hour and a half coming out with many more gifts for the people back home.

With no hesitation at all Martha leaned back against the door unbuttoned her dress all the way and spread her legs for Art’s viewing pleasure. They didn’t have to go through the scanners. He rubbed Martha’s pussy as he stuck his tongue down his wife’s throat.

Driving toward Fremont Street Martha spotted a souvenir shop on the left. She dressed just as the ride finished; she buttoned three buttons in the middle of her dress just before they exited the gondola. Just as they walked into the lobby they bumped into Art.

The group stayed for two light shows on Fremont Street. She had her first orgasm by the time they were a quarter of the way to the top.

Exhaustion overtook the couple when the entered their room Martha stripped nude and fell into bed. They were seated right away and had a wonderful meal. It was only a few minutes when Martha grunted her first orgasm and slid forward braced her knees against the seat in front of her.

Hal and Martha were busy packing for their trip. Leaving a lot of cleavage and leg showing, they purchased their tickets. She screamed as her orgasm overtook her, Hal had to hold her up to stop her from falling. Hal undressed and entered the bed to spoon with his wife. She screamed as her orgasm overtook her, Hal had to hold her up to stop her from falling. Hal opened the passenger door for Martha, as she slid in she gave her husband a beaver shot.

Gloria answered, “Sure I’m having fun being displayed to the night shift staff and I want to show you I can do most of the work required while Martha is away.”

Art agreed and the couple drove back to the Palazzo. They didn’t have to go through the scanners. The suite had a lounge area and separate bedroom with an in suite exercise room.

The week sped by, Martha brought all the paperwork up to date. Martha watched him play as she teased him until he wanted to leave.

“I just finished my meeting you want to go to dinner with me?” Art asked.

“Looks like your hand is cold give it to me and I will warm it for you.” Martha took the man’s hand and placed it on her left thigh and her husband’s hand was on her right. “I have never been to one.” She continued. She was spread out in his front seat played with her pussy all the way to work and home each night. The CEO was impressed with the increase in production and thought an addition to the building will be needed soon.

Some of them called out, “Hope you decide to dance Tuesday night.”

The couple walked out of the Palazzo onto Las Vegas Blvd when Hal’s cell rang it was Art.

Art crossed traffic and went into the parking lot. Martha buttoned two buttons on the center of her dress. Martha changed into a dress forgoing her bra and panties. She did her Kegel exercises because his cock was trapped in her pussy as she came. Martha exited the vehicle and shopped for about an hour and a half coming out with many more gifts for the people back home. They fell asleep spooning.

Martha whispered to Hal, “I want to switch seats with you.”

Walter said to Hal, “When do you want to go to Vegas for your two week vacation?”

The next morning the couple was up at five AM still being on Eastern Time. By the time the three returned to the Palazzo it was time for Hal and Martha to go to their room for the night even though it was early by Las Vegas standards the couple was tired from the trip.

Exhaustion overtook the couple when the entered their room Martha stripped nude and fell into bed. Art spotted a woman who was nude and with her body painted. They sat one row back with Martha between the two men.

The first dancer came out she did the first song taking off her top, the second song she took off her bra and third song at the beginning took off her panties and rolled around the stage spreading her legs she gave all beaver shots as the men gave her money.

The group entered the club after Art paid the cover. This stunned the younger man as he was only in his late thirties, still single and a workaholic with not social life. She wanted him to be horny all through dinner. Just think everyone is sober not one adult beverage was consumed by the three. Martha was on the verge of an orgasm by the time Hal was ready to cum. The CEO was impressed with the increase in production and thought an addition to the building will be needed soon.

Hal not comprehending what Martha was up to asked, “Why, I thought you like to look out the window.”

The group walked the Boulevard to the Bellagio Hotel to see the fountain show. Hal in a shirt and slacks, they went to the lobby to wait for Art to meet them.

In turn both Hal and Martha thanked Art for the great meal.

“I will call you when I am done with my meeting, I can show you around if you like?” said Art.

“Looks like your hand is cold give it to me and I will warm it for you.” Martha took the man’s hand and placed it on her left thigh and her husband’s hand was on her right. Martha changed into a dress with buttons down the front forgoing her panties and bra. Art was a likable guy Martha perceived him to be lonely; the couple enjoyed conversing with him.

Art took out his cell phone and asked, “Can I have a picture of you?”

Some of them called out, “Hope you decide to dance Tuesday night.”

It was after eleven PM when the group arrived back to the car. This stunned the younger man as he was only in his late thirties, still single and a workaholic with not social life.

Art left the top down, stating, “It’s a rental”. As soon as the ride started to move Martha unbuttoned her dress and sat with her legs spread while a man on each side of her both played with her pussy. Art paid for the meal he claimed it was part of the benefits of his job his expense account. She was thankful Martha showed her the way to become a hot wife and add excitement to the couple’s life.

Martha had the window seat with Hal next to her, she asked the stewardess for a blanket, she said she was cold, but as soon as the plane took off she covered her lap and took her husband’s hand placed it on the gusset of her panties.

The group stayed for two light shows on Fremont Street. The CEO was impressed with the increase in production and thought an addition to the building will be needed soon.

Art parked in the lot beside the club. They called him in when there are problems. Martha was all but nude and no one said anything, but a lot of men and women took notice of the mature woman’s outfit or lack of it. It was not until the beverage cart came back through to pick up the remanence of the snacks, before the two men started to finger fuck Martha double teaming her.

The friends arrived at the restaurant after a five minute walk to the Mirage on the other side of Las Vegas Blvd. They stopped their shenanigans while the Hostesses passed out the beverages. The couple was amazed the suite was almost as large as their house with a shower twice as large as their bathroom at home. Martha changed into a dress forgoing her bra and panties. It was the first time she has had two men at once play with her pussy in public on an airliner. It will be the last two weeks of the month leaving on a Tuesday and coming home on a Wednesday. Martha sitting across from Hal, she flashed her crotchless panties at her husband. The wonderful smell of pussy was in the air in the row of seats.

Walter called Gloria at home, as it was Monday. The dancer looked bored out of her mind through her whole set.

Martha whispered to Hal, “I want to switch seats with you.”

Nude, Martha sat between the men again spread her legs, so she could have at least one more orgasm before the ride was over. They could have three more couples in with them.

“You want to enter the contest?” asked Art.

“Wouldn’t want the guys to be bored on this long trip,” Martha giggled, she gave the hostess a high five.

Martha laughing said, “I can see both of you like me or you’re pitching a tent in your pants.” Pointing to their crotches and elevated members pushing at the slacks material.

She answered, “I will think about it, if I’m not here Tuesday night start without me.”

After conversing with Martha Hal said, “Sure, what time?”

Art took out his cell phone and asked, “Can I have a picture of you?”

They dressed after they took a shower with taste test and went to the buffet in the Palazzo as it was a perk of the room. The couple went to the lobby and picked up some brochures’ which showed events for the next few days. Her husband was sitting next to her and she teased him.

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With no hesitation at all Martha leaned back against the door unbuttoned her dress all the way and spread her legs for Art’s viewing pleasure.

Fremont Street has a covering over it with zip lines which run the length of the street and a light show every hour after dark. She had multiple orgasms during the trips; Gloria has had the best time of her life over the last month. As she walked her pussy and breasts came into view. Hal undressed and entered the bed to spoon with his wife.

It was about a ten minute wait and the group was in the gondola. Hal got between Martha’s legs, after she rested her hands on the wall of the shower to remain steady, while Hal did the taste test on her pussy to make sure she was clean. She decided to have some fun with the men on each side of her for the remainder of the trip.

They dressed after they took a shower with taste test and went to the buffet in the Palazzo as it was a perk of the room. After dark Hal unbuttoned the top four buttons of Martha’s blouse, this exposed her nipples as she walked one or the other would show. They drove past the Stratosphere with the top down of Art’s rented BMW you could see the rides on the top of the building as Art drove by the Hotel.

The week sped by, Martha brought all the paperwork up to date. They met Art on his way to a meeting in Old Town by Fremont St. A scantily clad waitress came to get their drink order; she eyed the two men with their hands between the mature woman’s legs at her crotch. Art made reservations for the three of them. You will take Martha’s place doing the paperwork for the two weeks she is gone, if you are up to the challenge?”

Walter was in heaven, he had Gloria strip nude on the trip to and from work, just as Martha does. They called him in when there are problems. After dark Hal unbuttoned the top four buttons of Martha’s blouse, this exposed her nipples as she walked one or the other would show. The porters brought the luggage to their suite. Sitting in the center of the seat Martha unbuttoned the last button on her dress and opened it riding nude back to the Venetian parking garage. She was so wet he slipped into her to the hilt without any trouble. She was spread out in his front seat played with her pussy all the way to work and home each night. She decided to have some fun with the men on each side of her for the remainder of the trip.

It was still early as there is three hours difference between the east coast and Nevada. It was the first time she has had two men at once play with her pussy in public on an airliner. The porters brought the luggage to their suite. She spread her legs to show her flower of life to him as she played the machine.

The first dancer came out she did the first song taking off her top, the second song she took off her bra and third song at the beginning took off her panties and rolled around the stage spreading her legs she gave all beaver shots as the men gave her money. She did her Kegel exercises because his cock was trapped in her pussy as she came.

“We will meet you at our hotel lobby at two thirty,” said Hal.

Both men kept their fingers in the mature woman as she slept the remainder of the trip to McCarran International. Martha had on a short skirt and top, matching bra and panties with three inch heels. Martha decided she will put on a show for the guys and unbuttoned her dress, she left only one button at her belly button secured. Art gave Martha a kiss, and shook Hal’s hand. Martha buttoned three buttons on the dress. Martha decided she will put on a show for the guys and unbuttoned her dress, she left only one button at her belly button secured.

There were red flag war games going on at Nellis where planes from many friendly nations flew in packages into the desert to train on tactics. The drive back was uneventful, if you call driving a nude woman back to the Palazzo uneventful and her waving to everyone on the street.

Both men kept their fingers in the mature woman as she slept the remainder of the trip to McCarran International. It was only a few minutes when Martha grunted her first orgasm and slid forward braced her knees against the seat in front of her. They didn’t have to go through the scanners. Art gave Martha a kiss, and shook Hal’s hand. The suite had a lounge area and separate bedroom with an in suite exercise room.

Martha whispered to Hal, “I want to switch seats with you.”

It brought a laugh to all present. You will take Martha’s place doing the paperwork for the two weeks she is gone, if you are up to the challenge?”

The plane landed a short time later and they deplaned. “I have never been to one.” She continued. The MC came out and stated there is amateur night on Tuesday the winner of the contest will receive one thousand dollars, second place five hundred dollars and third place two hundred and fifty dollars cash prices.

The hostess asked, “Would you like a tea, coffee, or a soft drink?” Sniffing the air she whispered, “Mam the men taking care of you? I can smell fun times in this row.” She stifled a knowing giggle.

This alerted a few of the men on the plane in the isle seats to watch what happened in the row next to them. Martha was seated between Art and Hal. She decided to have some fun with the men on each side of her for the remainder of the trip.

Martha dressed in a white blouse with buttons, skirt to just below the knee, sandals, no bra and crotchless panties. Hal had on Slacks and polo shirt with loafers. Hal lost fifty dollars in a half hour, being distracted by his wife’s stunts in front of him. Martha was in heaven with the attention her pussy has received over the last few days with two men at her beck and call. Hal departed to Enterprise rental to collect their red Camaro convertible, while Martha waited with the luggage. It was only a few minutes when Martha grunted her first orgasm and slid forward braced her knees against the seat in front of her. Martha was all but nude and no one said anything, but a lot of men and women took notice of the mature woman’s outfit or lack of it. Leaving a lot of cleavage and leg showing, they purchased their tickets.

The week sped by, Martha brought all the paperwork up to date. As she walked her pussy and breasts came into view. They each went to their respective suites.

“I want to go on the High Roller,” said Martha.

After seeing four dancers on stage Martha said, “I can dance better than they did.”

Some of them called out, “Hope you decide to dance Tuesday night.”

“I want to go on the High Roller,” said Martha.

With Gloria’s answer Martha made the arrangements for the trip.

It brought a laugh to all present. Art and Hal exchanged business cards. Art paid for the meal he claimed it was part of the benefits of his job his expense account.

After seeing four dancers on stage Martha said, “I can dance better than they did.”

“I just finished my meeting you want to go to dinner with me?” Art asked.

This alerted a few of the men on the plane in the isle seats to watch what happened in the row next to them. She kneeled on the bench and spread her legs, so Art had all her feminine charms recorded for posterity. “I have never been to one.” She continued. Hal and Martha stripped nude and fell into bed, too tired to make love. Art gave Martha a kiss, and shook Hal’s hand. They fell into a peaceful sleep.

Walter called Gloria at home, as it was Monday. By the time the three returned to the Palazzo it was time for Hal and Martha to go to their room for the night even though it was early by Las Vegas standards the couple was tired from the trip.

The couple walked out of the Palazzo onto Las Vegas Blvd when Hal’s cell rang it was Art.

They couple switched seats and Martha adjusted the blanket and looking at the young man said, “Hi, my name is Martha and the man with me is my husband Hal.” She put her hand out to shake the man’s hand.

The next morning the couple was up at five AM still being on Eastern Time. He asked her, “Will you be able to fill in for two Fridays alone at the end of the month, so Martha and Hal can go to Vegas for two weeks on vacation. She wanted him to be horny all through dinner. Time flew by and before they knew it the couple was boarding a plane at Bradley airport in Connecticut for the trip to McCarran International in Nevada. Many people noticed, but no one said anything to her about her lack of clothes, they just took in her beauty. Hal and Martha stripped nude and fell into bed, too tired to make love. It will be the last two weeks of the month leaving on a Tuesday and coming home on a Wednesday.

Art shook Hal’s hand and give Martha a kiss on the cheek saying, “Thanks for a great night.”

Art took out his cell phone and asked, “Can I have a picture of you?”

Martha looked over at the young man in a suit in the isle seat; she noted he watched them intently, while Hal manipulated her pussy.

“Wouldn’t want the guys to be bored on this long trip,” Martha giggled, she gave the hostess a high five.

Walter called Gloria at home, as it was Monday.

“I can be ready for five.” Art said.

Martha looked over at the young man in a suit in the isle seat; she noted he watched them intently, while Hal manipulated her pussy.

After conversing with Martha Hal said, “Sure, what time?”

Gloria answered, “Sure I’m having fun being displayed to the night shift staff and I want to show you I can do most of the work required while Martha is away.”

“Hi, my name is Art, nice to meet both of you; I travel extensively and appreciate being seated with outgoing people,” said Art with a smile.

Art left the top down, stating, “It’s a rental”. Martha sitting across from Hal, she flashed her crotchless panties at her husband.

It was only a short distance to the High Roller and the group was there before Martha could have an orgasm by her own fingers. Art told Hal he was staying at the Venetian which is right next to the hotel they are staying. She wanted him to be horny all through dinner.

Martha decided to leave her dress open to see if anyone will notice. Martha was seated between Art and Hal. They called him in when there are problems. You will take Martha’s place doing the paperwork for the two weeks she is gone, if you are up to the challenge?”

They went to a restaurant to have dinner. They were seated right away and had a wonderful meal. The MC came out and stated there is amateur night on Tuesday the winner of the contest will receive one thousand dollars, second place five hundred dollars and third place two hundred and fifty dollars cash prices.

It was a month since Gloria first reluctantly assisted Martha as a model for the employee appreciation event on Friday nights after dinner for the group chosen that week.

Martha and Hal followed Art to his car. They stayed and watched the planes land and take off until one PM. She had all the buttons on the dress below her waist unbuttoned. Martha changed into a dress with buttons down the front forgoing her panties and bra. She spread her legs as far as she could for the two men to have access to her flower of life. She kneeled on the bench and spread her legs, so Art had all her feminine charms recorded for posterity. Hal missed playtime yesterday, so he wanted to make up for it this morning. As she walked her pussy and breasts came into view. Martha exited the vehicle and shopped for about an hour and a half coming out with many more gifts for the people back home. They stayed and watched the planes land and take off until one PM.

Martha took off her dress, put it on the bench on the opposite side from Hal and Art spread her legs while Art snapped a few pictures of the lovely mature woman in all her naked glory. Hal and Martha were amazed they watched the people walk by.

The couple thanked Art for a great day.

They couple switched seats and Martha adjusted the blanket and looking at the young man said, “Hi, my name is Martha and the man with me is my husband Hal.” She put her hand out to shake the man’s hand.

It was about a ten minute wait and the group was in the gondola. Martha was in a happy mood and wanted Art to enjoy the trip to Las Vegas. They had to take a shower again, before they exited the shower. The wonderful smell of pussy was in the air in the row of seats. Art and Hal exchanged business cards. Hal opened the door for her to exit. They drove past the Stratosphere with the top down of Art’s rented BMW you could see the rides on the top of the building as Art drove by the Hotel.

The group entered the club after Art paid the cover. Just think everyone is sober not one adult beverage was consumed by the three. They received some smiles from a few of the people who entered the Palazzo. Both men took liberties with Martha with her help.

“Why not, as long as Hal is good with his wife being on stage and showing all present what he has been getting into all our married years.” said Martha laughing.

It was still early as there is three hours difference between the east coast and Nevada. Her husband was sitting next to her and she teased him. Gloria came into the office with Walter, so Martha could show Gloria what was needed while she was on vacation. The dancer looked bored out of her mind through her whole set. Hal to his delight found her panties to be crotch less and started to play with her pussy before the seatbelt light went off. She kneeled on the bench and spread her legs, so Art had all her feminine charms recorded for posterity. Martha watched him play as she teased him until he wanted to leave.

It was after eleven PM when the group arrived back to the car. Martha buttoned three buttons on the dress. She continued saying, “There guys I bet your hands are warmer now.”

“Hi, my name is Art, nice to meet both of you; I travel extensively and appreciate being seated with outgoing people,” said Art with a smile.

“I can be ready for five.” Art said.

“Let’s stop there.” Martha said pointing to the strip club. The dress was button front. She had her first orgasm by the time they were a quarter of the way to the top.

“Why not, as long as Hal is good with his wife being on stage and showing all present what he has been getting into all our married years.” said Martha laughing.

With Gloria’s answer Martha made the arrangements for the trip. They drove to the Hotel and found they were to go to the VIP lounge to check in. Hal departed to Enterprise rental to collect their red Camaro convertible, while Martha waited with the luggage. Hal got between Martha’s legs, after she rested her hands on the wall of the shower to remain steady, while Hal did the taste test on her pussy to make sure she was clean.

Hal not comprehending what Martha was up to asked, “Why, I thought you like to look out the window.”

They conversed for a while, Martha found out Art worked for Merc he was the head of the sales staff for medical drugs to pharmacies and hospitals. They received some smiles from a few of the people who entered the Palazzo. She cleared her throat and coughed to throw off the men who watched the three across the aisle.

They couple switched seats and Martha adjusted the blanket and looking at the young man said, “Hi, my name is Martha and the man with me is my husband Hal.” She put her hand out to shake the man’s hand.

Art went north on Las Vegas Blvd to the Palomino Club a strip bar in old town.

Art parked in the lot beside the club. They fell into a peaceful sleep.

“Let’s stop there.” Martha said pointing to the strip club. The men worked together to give her two more orgasms. He couldn’t stop he had to bring Martha off she tasted so good. She was spread out in his front seat played with her pussy all the way to work and home each night. Art told Hal he was staying at the Venetian which is right next to the hotel they are staying. The group who entered the gondola they left looked back at the threesome and gave them thumbs up.

Both men just moaned as they inserted their fingers in Martha’s pussy, which precipitated a moan from her. They received some smiles from a few of the people who entered the Palazzo. When Art called he told them he was free for the rest of the afternoon. Next to them was a young man going to Las Vegas on the nonstop flight.

“You want to enter the contest?” asked Art.

Art agreed and the couple drove back to the Palazzo. Hal opened the door for his wife and she entered the back seat. She has had the time of her life and it is only Thursday they have twelve more days to go. Hal opened the passenger door for Martha, as she slid in she gave her husband a beaver shot.

“Go for it,” said Hal joining in on the laughter.

Gloria answered, “Sure I’m having fun being displayed to the night shift staff and I want to show you I can do most of the work required while Martha is away.”

She answered, “I will think about it, if I’m not here Tuesday night start without me.”

The group stayed for two light shows on Fremont Street. Time flew by and before they knew it the couple was boarding a plane at Bradley airport in Connecticut for the trip to McCarran International in Nevada. The group who entered the gondola they left looked back at the threesome and gave them thumbs up.

It was a month since Gloria first reluctantly assisted Martha as a model for the employee appreciation event on Friday nights after dinner for the group chosen that week. Both were available for the men to explore they took turns on the display table.

Walter was in heaven, he had Gloria strip nude on the trip to and from work, just as Martha does. Art started the car and lowered the top Hal was shot gun. They stopped in some of the shops on the way Martha bought gifts to bring back home and Art paid for them. They each went to their respective suites. Sitting in the center of the seat Martha unbuttoned the last button on her dress and opened it riding nude back to the Venetian parking garage. She had her first orgasm by the time they were a quarter of the way to the top.

“You will see.” Martha said smiling mysteriously at her husband.

“You want to enter the contest?” asked Art.

Art paid for them saying, “Payment for the show I received on the way here,” as he gave the couple their tickets. Both were available for the men to explore they took turns on the display table.

“We will meet you at our hotel lobby at two thirty,” said Hal.

Art left the top down, stating, “It’s a rental”. Hal and Martha stripped nude and fell into bed, too tired to make love. Art was a likable guy Martha perceived him to be lonely; the couple enjoyed conversing with him. The couple was amazed the suite was almost as large as their house with a shower twice as large as their bathroom at home. Art spotted a woman who was nude and with her body painted. When Art called he told them he was free for the rest of the afternoon. Many people noticed, but no one said anything to her about her lack of clothes, they just took in her beauty. Many gave the mature woman a smile and thumbs up. As soon as the ride started to move Martha unbuttoned her dress and sat with her legs spread while a man on each side of her both played with her pussy. Hal opened the passenger door for Martha, as she slid in she gave her husband a beaver shot.

Martha and Hal went to their room to get ready; they both took a shower together, the couple was amazed at the size of the shower. Art told Hal he was staying at the Venetian which is right next to the hotel they are staying. They drove to the Hotel and found they were to go to the VIP lounge to check in.

Nude, Martha sat between the men again spread her legs, so she could have at least one more orgasm before the ride was over. She loved this city no one noticed her public exposure or were adverse to her exposure.

Art paid for them saying, “Payment for the show I received on the way here,” as he gave the couple their tickets.

Martha dressed in a white blouse with buttons, skirt to just below the knee, sandals, no bra and crotchless panties. Both men took liberties with Martha with her help. They had to take a shower again, before they exited the shower. Sitting in the center of the seat Martha unbuttoned the last button on her dress and opened it riding nude back to the Venetian parking garage. Just think everyone is sober not one adult beverage was consumed by the three. She gave their new friend a thrill also. She continued saying, “There guys I bet your hands are warmer now.”

The hostess asked, “Would you like a tea, coffee, or a soft drink?” Sniffing the air she whispered, “Mam the men taking care of you? I can smell fun times in this row.” She stifled a knowing giggle.

In turn both Hal and Martha thanked Art for the great meal.

“I will call you when I am done with my meeting, I can show you around if you like?” said Art.

“You will see.” Martha said smiling mysteriously at her husband.

Martha laughing said, “I can see both of you like me or you’re pitching a tent in your pants.” Pointing to their crotches and elevated members pushing at the slacks material.

Art went north on Las Vegas Blvd to the Palomino Club a strip bar in old town.

They decided to meet in the Lobby of the Palazzo and go to dinner from there the restaurant is within walking distance on Las Vegas Blvd.

Martha dressed in a white blouse with buttons, skirt to just below the knee, sandals, no bra and crotchless panties. The trip is two weeks away, so the next Friday will be the last Friday Martha will be available to coach Gloria.

After the next dancer was finished the group tired figured they would call it a night. Hal opened the door for her to exit. Hal to his delight found her panties to be crotch less and started to play with her pussy before the seatbelt light went off. They washed each other thoroughly and Martha performed her taste test on Hal, but she didn’t bring him off. They used their GPS for direction.

“I just finished my meeting you want to go to dinner with me?” Art asked.

The couple thankful Art would show them around as they haven’t been in Vegas before.

Both men kept their fingers in the mature woman as she slept the remainder of the trip to McCarran International. Martha watched him play as she teased him until he wanted to leave.

The group entered the club after Art paid the cover. Her husband was sitting next to her and she teased him. Hal took notice of an erotic museum off of Las Vegas Blvd; he hoped he could find it again at a later date. The drive back was uneventful, if you call driving a nude woman back to the Palazzo uneventful and her waving to everyone on the street. They drove past the Stratosphere with the top down of Art’s rented BMW you could see the rides on the top of the building as Art drove by the Hotel.

“You will see.” Martha said smiling mysteriously at her husband.

It was still early as there is three hours difference between the east coast and Nevada. He couldn’t stop he had to bring Martha off she tasted so good. Martha wanted to go on the High Roller to see the city; they walked down to the parking garage to pick up their car. The men worked together to give her two more orgasms. Art paid for the meal he claimed it was part of the benefits of his job his expense account. Next to them was a young man going to Las Vegas on the nonstop flight.

Martha and Hal followed Art to his car. It will be the last two weeks of the month leaving on a Tuesday and coming home on a Wednesday. Martha was in heaven with the attention her pussy has received over the last few days with two men at her beck and call.

“Go for it,” said Hal joining in on the laughter.

Martha and Hal went to their room to get ready; they both took a shower together, the couple was amazed at the size of the shower. Many people noticed, but no one said anything to her about her lack of clothes, they just took in her beauty.

Martha decided to leave her dress open to see if anyone will notice. The hostess greeted Art by name and sat the group in a corner table with subdued lighting. They sat one row back with Martha between the two men. Hal didn’t need an engraved invitation to mount his wife. She screamed as her orgasm overtook her, Hal had to hold her up to stop her from falling. Both men took liberties with Martha with her help. The porters brought the luggage to their suite. Hal had on Slacks and polo shirt with loafers. They stopped in some of the shops on the way Martha bought gifts to bring back home and Art paid for them. Next to them was a young man going to Las Vegas on the nonstop flight.

Driving toward Fremont Street Martha spotted a souvenir shop on the left. She squeaked out her third and fourth orgasm. Martha was on the verge of an orgasm by the time Hal was ready to cum. Martha changed into a dress forgoing her bra and panties. They went to the casino; Martha won Fifteen Hundred dollars in less than ten minutes playing the one arm bandit with twenty dollars. A scantily clad waitress came to get their drink order; she eyed the two men with their hands between the mature woman’s legs at her crotch. Many gave the mature woman a smile and thumbs up. Hal loved talking with the pilots and Martha wet her panties as she looked at the young fliers in their flight suits. Art and Hal exchanged business cards. Hal loved talking with the pilots and Martha wet her panties as she looked at the young fliers in their flight suits. They entered their car, drove out of the underground garage onto Las Vegas Blvd headed north toward Nellis AFB. She gave their new friend a thrill also. They stopped in some of the shops on the way Martha bought gifts to bring back home and Art paid for them. She squeaked out her third and fourth orgasm. Hal lost fifty dollars in a half hour, being distracted by his wife’s stunts in front of him. He rubbed Martha’s pussy as he stuck his tongue down his wife’s throat.

Martha decided to leave her dress open to see if anyone will notice. Martha had on a short skirt and top, matching bra and panties with three inch heels. It was the first time she has had two men at once play with her pussy in public on an airliner. She has had the time of her life and it is only Thursday they have twelve more days to go.

Both men just moaned as they inserted their fingers in Martha’s pussy, which precipitated a moan from her. Hal opened the door for her to exit. She spread her legs to give the two men access to her flower of life, while they waited for their meal. Art walked up to them as Martha spread to flash her husband.

“Go for it,” said Hal joining in on the laughter.

They decided to meet in the Lobby of the Palazzo and go to dinner from there the restaurant is within walking distance on Las Vegas Blvd.

Martha took off her dress, put it on the bench on the opposite side from Hal and Art spread her legs while Art snapped a few pictures of the lovely mature woman in all her naked glory. She spread her legs to show her flower of life to him as she played the machine. They washed each other thoroughly and Martha performed her taste test on Hal, but she didn’t bring him off. The group who entered the gondola they left looked back at the threesome and gave them thumbs up.

Art shook Hal’s hand and give Martha a kiss on the cheek saying, “Thanks for a great night.”

She answered, “I will think about it, if I’m not here Tuesday night start without me.”

The couple thanked Art for a great day. She spread her legs as far as she could for the two men to have access to her flower of life. Hal lost fifty dollars in a half hour, being distracted by his wife’s stunts in front of him. Hal opened the door for his wife and she entered the back seat. Martha decided she will put on a show for the guys and unbuttoned her dress, she left only one button at her belly button secured. After dark Hal unbuttoned the top four buttons of Martha’s blouse, this exposed her nipples as she walked one or the other would show. They were seated right away and had a wonderful meal. Hal and Martha were amazed they watched the people walk by. She had all the buttons on the dress below her waist unbuttoned. The trio walked out of the building with Martha between the two men arm in arm.

The friends arrived at the restaurant after a five minute walk to the Mirage on the other side of Las Vegas Blvd. The trio walked out of the building with Martha between the two men arm in arm. The night was so warm Art drove around sin city for an hour or so. Hal took notice of an erotic museum off of Las Vegas Blvd; he hoped he could find it again at a later date.

With no hesitation at all Martha leaned back against the door unbuttoned her dress all the way and spread her legs for Art’s viewing pleasure. He asked her, “Will you be able to fill in for two Fridays alone at the end of the month, so Martha and Hal can go to Vegas for two weeks on vacation. She had multiple orgasms during the trips; Gloria has had the best time of her life over the last month. She had all the buttons on the dress below her waist unbuttoned. Walter was proud of his wife for stepping up to help and the increase in pay helps also. Art was a likable guy Martha perceived him to be lonely; the couple enjoyed conversing with him. The three weren’t done yet there were still four more hours of travel to Nevada. They sat one row back with Martha between the two men. Hal didn’t need an engraved invitation to mount his wife. They used their GPS for direction. Walter was proud of his wife for stepping up to help and the increase in pay helps also. Martha buttoned three buttons on the dress. They fell asleep spooning.

The group walked the Boulevard to the Bellagio Hotel to see the fountain show.

There were red flag war games going on at Nellis where planes from many friendly nations flew in packages into the desert to train on tactics. Martha wanted to go on the High Roller to see the city; they walked down to the parking garage to pick up their car. Martha was in heaven with the attention her pussy has received over the last few days with two men at her beck and call. They used their GPS for direction.

Nude, Martha sat between the men again spread her legs, so she could have at least one more orgasm before the ride was over. They entered their car, drove out of the underground garage onto Las Vegas Blvd headed north toward Nellis AFB. He asked her, “Will you be able to fill in for two Fridays alone at the end of the month, so Martha and Hal can go to Vegas for two weeks on vacation. Martha was all but nude and no one said anything, but a lot of men and women took notice of the mature woman’s outfit or lack of it. They went to the casino; Martha won Fifteen Hundred dollars in less than ten minutes playing the one arm bandit with twenty dollars. “I want to stop there.” She said pointing. The couple went to the lobby and picked up some brochures’ which showed events for the next few days. She dressed just as the ride finished; she buttoned three buttons in the middle of her dress just before they exited the gondola. Martha rolled over on her back and spread her legs.

The couple thankful Art would show them around as they haven’t been in Vegas before. The inside of the gondola smelled of excited female by this time. The two men brought off Martha twice during their dinner. Just as they walked into the lobby they bumped into Art.

“Let’s stop there.” Martha said pointing to the strip club. The wonderful smell of pussy was in the air in the row of seats. The three weren’t done yet there were still four more hours of travel to Nevada. “I want to stop there.” She said pointing.

“I will call you when I am done with my meeting, I can show you around if you like?” said Art.

The hostess asked, “Would you like a tea, coffee, or a soft drink?” Sniffing the air she whispered, “Mam the men taking care of you? I can smell fun times in this row.” She stifled a knowing giggle.

“I want you to show Art how you ride to work,” said Hal, as he entered the back seat of the car.

Walter was in heaven, he had Gloria strip nude on the trip to and from work, just as Martha does. The dress was button front. Martha was seated between Art and Hal. Many gave the mature woman a smile and thumbs up. She was thankful Martha showed her the way to become a hot wife and add excitement to the couple’s life.

Art paid for them saying, “Payment for the show I received on the way here,” as he gave the couple their tickets. Martha rolled over on her back and spread her legs. As soon as the ride started to move Martha unbuttoned her dress and sat with her legs spread while a man on each side of her both played with her pussy. Hal loved talking with the pilots and Martha wet her panties as she looked at the young fliers in their flight suits. Martha was in a happy mood and wanted Art to enjoy the trip to Las Vegas. Getting to the gate they found they could go to see the hanger where the ‘Thunderbirds’ planes were parked with information on the Air Force demonstration teams history

Naughty America: Ready for Oculus Rift

SAN DIEGO–(BUSINESS WIRE)–With Oculus Rift pre-orders for its state-of-the-art virtual reality

(VR) headset available today, Naughty America, one of the largest U.S.

producers of adult video, is ready – and so are its members. Naughty

America’s VR titles are already fully compatible with Oculus Rift and

have been for some time.

“We predict that by the end of 2016, 10-20 million people will be

viewing adult VR content at least once a month and it will attract

infrequent consumers,” says Ian Paul, CIO of Naughty America. “That’s

how transformative the adult VR experience is and it’s going to get even

better.”

The target market for Oculus Rift may be gaming (more than $23.5 billion

in the U.S. alone), but the adult video industry has been quite active

in helping the technology evolve. There is a significant demographic

overlap between the gaming market and the adult market, and while some

consumers may not initially purchase the Oculus Rift specifically to

view adult VR content, many will try Naughty America’s offerings. Once

they do, the company is certain their VR horizons will have permanently

expanded.

A July 2015 report by Piper

Jaffray, one of the nation’s largest and oldest financial

institutions, predicts that by 2025 VR adult content will be the

third-biggest virtual-reality sector, valued at $1 billion, after

videogames ($1.4 billion) and NFL-related content ($1.23 billion).

As an early adopter of VR technology in the adult industry, Naughty

America is honoring its mature free big cock tranny cams two primary commitments to members: first, to

provide the highest quality content available, and second, to ensure

that its products adapt quickly to evolving technologies. VR isn’t

merely a new video format; for the company’s members, it’s a completely

new experience.

With many VR titles already produced and production ramping up even

further, Naughty America encourages owners of the new Oculus Rift

devices to visit their web site and try their content.

“Our members never stop asking for more, so we’re always working to make

our product the most vital and creative in the marketplace,” adds Paul.

Kate’s breasts, Pussy Riot, virginity tests and our attitude on women’s bodies

Story highlightsAuthor Naomi Wolf says recent controversies reveal biased views toward women’s bodiesThe Pussy Riot trial and Arab Spring protests showed women stripped of autonomyWomen’s bodies are battlegrounds used to wage culture wars, Wolf saysIt’s scandalous when women take ownership of their own bodies, Wolf contendsIt seems as if we are in a time of unprecedented struggle over the meaning of women’s bodies and sexuality. Controversy is swirling about an American University professor who breast-fed a baby in class; topless photos of Kate Middleton have been released; and a Time magazine cover showing a mother breast-feeding her toddler sparked even more tittering in May.It is not just the breast that is contested: Pussy Riot, the punk band, was sentenced to two years in a Russian prison after a staged performance in which they did high kicks that showed too much of their bodies. They tried, from prison, to explain “what pussy meant” and “what riot meant.” Michigan representative http://busty-blonde-cams968.easyxblogs.com Lisa Brown got into hot water — and fought back — for using the words ‘my vagina’ in the Michigan statehouse. Michigan women supported her by standing in front of the statehouse with a giant “V” symbol and spelling out the words ‘VAGINA’ in pink letters. Young women in Tahrir Square protesting in the Arab Spring were punished by imprisonment — and vaginal exams by armed strangers for “virginity tests.” This is not so surprising when you understand the delicate brain-vagina connection that my new book documents — female sexuality around the world is targeted because through traumatizing the vagina, you can intimidate women on multiple other levels.

What is going on?

We are at an important crossroads in which it is becoming clearer to women around the world that, as one feminist artist put it, “your body is a battleground.”

In a hypersexualized culture, in which porn is available 24-7, it is not female nudity — or discussion about vaginas or breasts or “pussy riots” — that is scandalous. Indeed, the female body has never been so commodified before, and female sexuality has never been so readily consumable in sanitized, corporatized formats such as pornography.

Rather, what is still scandalous to our culture is when women take ownership of their own bodies. Staging a strip performance is not disruptive to social order in Moscow, but three punk poets using their sexuality to make a satirical comment about Russian leader Vladimir Putin is destabilizing and must be punished.

Legislating the most intimate aspects of women’s reproductive lives, all the way to imposing transvaginal probes on them — as states are doing across the country — isn’t shocking or obscene, because it is about taking away sexual control from women of their own bodies. What is shocking and obscene is when a serious person — a legislator — dares to take back ownership of her own self, with the scandalous words “my vagina.” The issue is not the vagina, but who gets to say what becomes of it and who owns it.

Porn 24-7 doesn’t threaten social control. Indeed, its addictive effects, in terms of new neuroscientific discoveries, actually turns out to be a kind of drug or sedative. This turns a potentially liberating sexual revolution into yet another marketable consumer product that hypnotizes people and is creating new health and sexual problems around libido, rather than setting them free.

In the struggle over sex, these choices are where the struggle lies: Who decides reproductive rights; who decides when and how breasts might be exposed; who decides who can say vagina and where; who decides who is a slut; and who must be punished with hard labor for asserting their right to define their own sexual and artistic identities.

The sexual revolution came and went, and yet women are still not as truly sexually free as they deserve to be — here or around the world. They are not yet, as these struggles show, fully free to define the meanings of their bodies and their desire, to assert their sexual wishes without punishment — including punishment by the state. And they are not yet fully free to claim the right to sexual pleasure and autonomy without enduring public shaming.

Until that real freedom arrives, we can honor the pioneers such as Lisa Brown, Pussy Riot and the young women of Tahrir Square — and keep up the fight to be free to name our bodies and ourselves.

As gender and representation expert Dr. Emma Rees notes of the struggle over how one may speak about female sexuality: “For until we have a language and a platform for talking honestly about women’s bodies and sexual drives, we’re doomed into a cycle of objectification and silence.”

DIARY OF A SWINGER; It used to be called wife-swapping. Now, thanks to the internet, swinging is a huge sexual subculture that at least 1.5million British couples admit to having tried. Scots author Ewan Morrison has written a novel about the scene, entitled Swung, which is out on Thursday. To research the book, Ewan became a swinger himself for a year. Here’s what he learned from his experiences.

Byline: Ewan Morrison

1. Getting started is easy

ALL you need is a modem, curiosity and a major life-change. I

certainly had that.

I’d been living in New York with a scriptwriting job. The job

fell through and I found myself back in Glasgow, without work, without a

partner, with only this city I’d left staring me back in the face.

It started with online dating. Three months of success. So many

women wanting only a one-night stand. But the whole game ultimately

repetitive – the processes of chatting-up, your potted personal history,

the same jokes working again and again.

Wouldn’t it be better to agree in advance that sex was all it

was about? Disillusioned, I noticed that almost every dating website had

a link to a swinging site. The two main UK sites claim to have around

700,000 users each.

2. You can only swing with a partner you really trust

AFTER three months and 30 dates I met Joanne. Her story was similar

to mine. She’d just come back to the UK after living in Spain, had

been through a traumatic separation with her fiance and been online

dating for six months.

Within an hour of meeting we were in bed. Laughing, comparing

histories. Like me, she was wary of commitment. She had a temp job in

IT.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d stay in Glasgow. She was

38. “Life is too short” and “You only live once,”

she said. She just wanted to have fun. We had fun. Seeing each other

once a week. Sex games and stories.

But after a time, the stagnation started. We both needed something

more but were distrusting of sinking back into couple mode. Two

escapees, we didn’t want to end up shackled to each other.

So the erotic fantasies started. Checking out swinging sites. The

questions – had she ever done it with a woman? No. Was she curious?

Yes. Had I ever been with a couple? No but I was curious.

We talked about it. It could be cathartic. Could help us break the

mould we’d both found so damaging in the past. We agreed –

we’d join the scene and she would have her first woman.

3. You have to learn a lot of terminology

IT was maybe the fascination with that that pulled us through. So

many abbreviations to learn:

NUMP – no ugly men please,

SPARK – single parent raising kid,

HWP – height-weight proportional,

FA – fat admirer,

BBW- big beautiful woman,

MBA – married but available.

We emailed and chatted with dozens of couples. Took our first sex

pictures. Posted the mon our ad. Swapped them online. Made up fake names

as the sites recommended. We were Dave and Sheila. Our first couple

called themselves Tony and Joan.

4. You’ll need to prove who you are

AFTER swapping emails and pics with Tony and Joan we moved to the

next stage – proving you are real.

This was done with webcams and a swap of phone numbers. This is

crucial because many people post pictures online of better looking, more

well endowed people and when they show up, they are revealed as liars.

5. There are specific rituals to learn

YOU call on mobile phones, not landlines. You arrange to meet in a

public place. For safety reasons. As a get-out, you have a secret

“safety word” – if you don’t fancy the couple you drop

“pizza” or “shopping” into the conversation and your

partner knows to call it a day.

We had our safety word prepared and agreed to meet in a bar. It was

exactly like a first teenage date. The nervousness, the adrenalin, the

sense of daring – the anxiety over whether you’d see it through.

6. Swingers are very ‘safe’

WHETHER it be over sexually transmitted diseases or personal space.

Everything commences only from a point of trust and consent within a

group. If one person dissents then it’s a “no”.

We told ourselves that at any moment either of us could call it

off. But Tony and Joan had us laughing from minute one. This surreal

scenario of being with a couple of strangers in a pub, openly discussing

terms and conditions.

Condoms? Of course. Will the two men be having sex? No. The two

women? Yes. Full partner swap? Yes – but Tony didn’t like other men

looking at his penis.

All this in a public bar surrounded by 50 people who talked about

“normal” things – Big Brother, nightclubs, Posh & Becks.

No safety words said, we were invited to their house.

7. The old cliche – seventies suburbia, bored middle-class,

middle-aged wife-swapping key parties – is no longer true

IN my year, I must have encounterd every social type apart from

that – a stand-up comedian, a call-centre girl and her partner, a male

model, two professors, two heavy-metal heads. No hint of the suburbs –

and mostly everyone under 40. Tony worked in insurance, Joan worked at

Tesco.

Once we’d had a drink, they revealed their real names – Steve

and Sally.

8. Swinging is surreal

THE feeling is of an almost-socialist utopia of open-mindedness and

tolerance. You get invited into the homes of people you wouldn’t

normally socialise with. It’s like being in a hobby club – stamp

collectors, or model-aeroplane makers.

There’s the foreign-ness of their decor, their taste in music.

And in an hour, you’re having sex together.

9. Swingers love to philosophise

BEFORE we got down to business, Sally and Steve talked about how

long they’d been doing it – how it had brought them closer, how so

many couples strayed after the seven-year mark, how it contained the

threat of infidelity and how it made them love each other more.

They wanted to know all about us. How long we’d been together?

How often had we done it before?

We confessed it was our first time and they were thrilled to have

“newbies” – they talked excitedly about this whole world that

would open up for us. Very strange, very unlike the usual processes of

seduction. There was a lot of laughter.

10. Swinging is not just about sex

STEVE and Sally made it clear that they were not in this just to

have one-night flings – they wanted to develop friendships. They knew

many other swinging couples and sometimes they just hung out.

We didn’t need to have sex tonight if we didn’t want to.

They liked us, they’d love to see us again. And it was us two who

came across as pushy, wanting to get the deal done.

Still, it was a relief and a release to talk with a couple so

openly about love http://bbw-cam-shows968.easyxblogs.com and sex and relationships, shedding so much baggage.

Sitting in their lounge surrounded by pictures of their family.

At some point, it was agreed that we’d all get naked. And

Joanne had her first lesbian experience.

I watched, for the first time, my girlfriend having sex first with

a woman, then with a man. Then I took my turn with Sally.

I made the mistake of watching Steve having sex with Joanne. He

covered his penis with his shirt. Me and Sally sat watching, sipping

warm Liebfraumilch.

Joanne felt awkward after that, she seemed to have enjoyed it all

more than me – although the lesbian thing had not turned her on as much

as she thought.

She said touching another woman’s breasts was a bit like

putting on your own bra. She was glad, though, that she could now go to

the Pearly Gates and say: “I did it!”

11. Swinging is addictive

OVER the next six months, we had five different encounters – and

constantly wanted more.

The list of erotic possibilities had to be seen through. There is a

sense of accumulation within swinging. She wanted to have a well endowed

black man. So just like shopping on eBay, I found her one.

Twelve miles away on the outskirts. He was 5ft 11in tall, aged 23,

did a bit of modelling, was very good-looking.

Again a bar meet and we trusted him. He drove back to his, we

followed.

He and I took turns having sex with Joanne. She said she had never

been happier.

12. You start to become a theorist

AFTER a few encounters, we started to analyse the scene, compare

observations, draw up theories.

For example, the debate on whether threesomes are better than

fours. In a threesome as a couple, you have one toy (boy or girl)

between you. With fours, and chat-rooms talk a lot about this, there

tends to be complications, as it’s almost impossible for all four

to find each other attractive. One person will always be left out.

And people have complex reasons, too, for swinging. Perhaps a man

doesn’t find his wife attractive any more. He’s doing it just

to get some action. Or she’s doing it to test the boundaries of

their love or to push it to breaking point.

Then again, there are those so strong in their commitment that they

love to watch their partners having pleasure with others and are not

threatened by it ormade jealous.

There are a great number of couples with “bi-curious

fems” looking for a woman – so it’s more than just every

man’s fantasy of having two women in bed.

Swingers often travel great distances to meet. One couple travelled

up from Manchester to stay with us.

13. After a while, you need to get some distance on exactly what it

is you’re doing

ONE moment, perhaps on our sixth encounter, when I’d been

watching Joanne having sex, very complex emotions began running through

me.

Did I care for her? Did watching other people having sex turn me

on? Could I live like this with a female partner?

It was about this time that I started writing about swinging. To

try to put these emotions into place. A novel took shape – about a

couple so much in love, but still they needed more.

I didn’t think at the time that I was being a “naked

anthropologist”. I wasn’t doing research for the book. So many

couples saying it made their love stronger. Did I want to love Joanne? I

realised we had started from the wrong premise. The love has to be there

from the start. You can’t find it through swinging.

Joanne found my detachment frustrating. I encouraged her to see

other people without me. As far as I know, she didn’t swing with

others – I was her swinging partner – but she did start seeing other

guys.

I, too, had started seeing other women. And strangely, the

confidence that swinging had given me seemed to bring women to me who

wanted to explore their sexuality.

Over the next six months, with three different women, I swung, with

couples, with single men and women. And each time it was the same

feeling: I am missing something.

The process fascinated me – breaking the cliche that it is men who

want to screw around and women who want stability. Of course, many would

think this was coercion on my behalf – that these women were only doing

this to please me. But in each case, it was the woman who had the guts

to see things through.

14. One of the joys is in not having sex

AT times, I interviewed men myself, just like in a job interview –

assessing whether they could put my new partners Samor Julie at ease,

make them laugh, whether they could be trusted.

A 6ft 5in New Zealander with a ponytail and no sense of humour, a

nervous young man whose ad said he was VWE (very well endowed) but

who’d lied about his age and sat trembling as I interviewed him in

a bar. He ran out when I went to the toilet.

The kid no doubt thought he was so unattractive that it would be

easier to score with a couple than go through the process of

nightclubbing and dancing and chatting up only to face rejection.

15. There is a dubious side to swinging

IT does attract people who are escapees or have the wrong motives.

Some do it to try to save a failing marriage; some do it to cheat

and get away with it; some couples are married but not to each other and

swing behind their partners’ backs once a month in other cities, in

hotel rooms.

There are some single men, too, who hire prostitutes for the night

so they can swing with a couple. They are usually found out, as part of

the process is the chat, the building of trust on the basis of a

couple’s past.

The fact remains, however, that the great majority of swinging ads

say, “No single men” – and swinging clubs also have a

no-single-men policy.

Single men are generally only brought on to the scene when a couple

have a bi-curious male. Or when a couple wants multiple men.

To be picked as a single male you generally have to be

“WE” or “VWE”. Or to be young – another ad from a

retirement-age bisexual couple from Cornwall was calling for an

“Adonis” to go with the mon their second honeymoon to Greece.

16. Swinging does a lot for your self-confidence and your intuition

YOU start to see beyond people’s appearances. You feel a bit

like Tyler Durden in Fight Club, analysing everyone around you to work

out if they’re part of your revolutionary subculture.

You develop what is called “playdar” – a bit like gaydar.

Swingers can spot each other in public. A couple once picked me up in a

regular bar.

17. Swinging is a question, not an answer

MY year of swinging ended before I completed my book.

I felt I had to stop and take stock and that a novel would be the

vehicle for that. The year ended with a prior stage of escalation – an

invitation to an orgy at which I realised I’d get much more from it

if I was really in love with a partner.

My partners had been explorers, not lovers. I was not in love – but

I think in that year I learned to love people more, to be more

compassionate, more accepting of difference.

My year of swinging ended with many new friends who were no longer

lovers. Each of us, generally, moved on. Joanne now has a partner and a

child. Sally has an ongoing relationship with a couple.

Which leads me to believe that swinging is, for the committed core,

a lifestyle that they live day in, day out.

But, for the majority who pass through the websites, it is a stage

gone through for a year or so, a volatile one filled with questions

about boundaries. Who am I? How will I live? Can I be happy? Can I love?

What is love?

Swinging is not so much an answer as a question asked deeply – for,

as many philosophers say, the only questions worth asking should place

your life, and your body, at the heart of the question.

YThe Independent March 31,2007

Ewan Morrison graduated from Glasgow School of Art with a degree in

fine art and went on to become a successful TV director. He has directed

more than 200 hours of drama, arts and entertainment programmes for

Channel 4, BBC, Sky and STV, been nominated for four BAFTAs and was

winner of a Royal Television Society Award in 2001. Since 2003, he has

heldwriter in residence posts in France, Australia and New York. His

first collection of short stories, The Last Book You Read, was published

in 2005. Swung, a novel based on his year as a swinger, is published by

Jonathan Cape on Thursday, price pounds 11.99.

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CURIOUS: Ewan was on the swinging scene for a year