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Neighborhood Nympho - Chapter
12
Poor Charlie was about to walk into a trap
from which she most likely could not escape. The two rivals for her position
and all it meant to their corporate image had salted the group with personnel
who were beyond the pale. These were people who were brilliant, but
anti-social, and as such were kept hidden away from most corporate personnel,
especially upper management. They were best described as necessary evils, and
all the Divisions had a few.
Now
Charlie was about to meet a half dozen carefully chosen, antisocial persons who
harbored deep seated fears, anxieties and anger for their corporate peers,
especially one as beautiful and highly thought of as her, the blonde bombshell
with a heart of gold and a head filled with nothing at all. The latter opinion
was not shared by many of the men and women who encountered the blonde in a
more nontraditional setting such as a sex orgy.
This session was not held in a stuffy
conference room out of fear that the setting would inhibit the response of the
group to Charlie. Instead the blonde nympho was directed to a private suite
located in the upper reaches of the tower that looked down on this great
metropolitan city. The suite had been uniquely furnished for this important
group grope.
` The main bedroom had been turned into an
interrogation room that would have made any Central American banana republic
operation turn green with envy. It contained not only a large bed with various
restraining fixtures, but a horse that could be used for whipping and
sodomizing unruly personnel, a portable electric chair with enough power to
curl the pubic hair of any occupant, and an examination table used by most
gynecologists that had been modified for even more invasive probing.
The adjoining bathrooms contained
facilities for giving all sorts of enemas including high colonic procedures and
colonoscopies. There were special shower stalls equipped with water ranging
from a few degrees above freezing to a few degrees below boiling. There were
tubs designed for forced submersion in a variety of liquids, some indescribable
as far as their composition, and pumps designed to force enormous quantities of
strange liquids into the bellies of recalcitrant people.
Before Charlie was removed from this suite
on a stretcher, cold and gray-faced from her lengthy ordeal, and transferred by
ambulance to a private hospital owned and operated by a subsidiary of the
corporation, she had been run through almost every piece of equipment in the area,
some more than once. It would be many long weeks before the blonde bombshell
was well enough to leave the hospital and begin a lengthy convalescence in
another company facility located outside the country.
So ended the high level corporate career of
my nympho wife. That is not to say that she wasn't welcome at her old position,
on her back, legs spread for all the execs at the minor subsidiary of the
gigantic corporation which owned it and many other small time operations they
had picked up as parts of the many deals they made to grow and screw their
stockholders. As for me, during this period I had the time of my life mentoring
the Tollivar twins, plus meeting and bedding all sorts of hot women who figured
that if I was Charlie's husband and was currently nailing two of the hottest
teens every to put on a thong, I must be hell on wheels in the sack. By the
time they figured our they were wrong, I was on to the next starry-eyed bed
bunny.
Now in the interests of keeping all the
balls in the air, I'll concentrate first on how my initial audition at the
Tolliver residence went. As you may
remember, I was not in the best of moods, thanks to the defection of my nympho
wife for greener corporate pastures. Perhaps my ill humor strengthened my cause
with the senior member of the family and her daughter as well. Miriam Simpson
was at least twenty years older than any other bedmate I'd ever had. This was
unexplored territory and yours truly approached our coupling with great care.
I recall that foreplay and post coital
cuddling were worth big points,especially with the older generation. This stood
me well as Miriam and I took sometime getting to know one another's bodies. It
was very apparent that Miriam knew her way around the male anatomy. She was already
inhaling my cock while I was still sampling how her pussy tasted. She was
earthy with a hint of walnuts, dried peaches and capers that soon was
overshadowed by essence of gooseberries. If you believe what I just told you,
there is a bridge in Brooklyn I'd love to sell you, cheap!
She urged me to get busy on her private
parts and stop screwing around as if I had never seen or tasted a pussy in my
life. That put me over the top. The next thing I knew, my cock wa buried three quarters of the way inside her
tight, slightly moist twat. She grunted and started clamping down on my
imprisoned dick, sort of testing it for form, fit and function, the staples of
the engineering profession or trade, depending on what kind one does.
On a whim I leaned forward and planted a
wet one on her lips and the next thing I knew, her mouth had turned into a wind
tunnel and damned near sucked the tongue from my mouth. Now my juices were
flowing big time and away we went on a wild ride over hill and dale. I had
gotten so used to Charlie that this was like the first time all over again,
except my mount was more like a quarter horse than an Arabian steed bred for
distance.
Miriam started breathing hard and her
pussy got progressively wetter and wetter as we made the turn and sprinted for
home. To me this was no contest, it was turning out to be a rather unique and
very enjoyable encounter. My partner blinked first and squeezed off a nice
breathy orgasm, her cunt clamping down on my captive cock. I let her ride out
the storm and when she opened her eyes, I picked up the pace and away we went
for another lap around the track. It was strange to feel like I was in control.
Ever since I'd been with Charlie, sex had become something different for me.
There was sex with other females and sex with Charlie, two ends of the
spectrum, both good in their own way, but so different as to be impossible to
judge on the same scale.
Miriam fooled me by rolling over and
getting on top. The scamp positioned herself so that her tits hung like ripe
fruit just out of reach of my tongue. Now I was being forced to do all the
work, and she was just along for the ride, and ride me she did. The closer I
got to an ejaculation, the lower the hanging fruit. Now I could suck her
nipples and enjoy their stiffness as they brushed across my lips as my dick
pounded up into her tightening cunt.
I couldn't believe she was getting ready
to have another orgasm, but cum she did and it was a dilly. I swear that pussy
just sucked the cum from my churning balls like some monster vacuum cleaner. I
felt as if my entire body was cumming, every pore unleashing its contribution
to this awesome collision of the groins. My god, there would be life after
Charlie if that was the way it went for us.
It has been my experience that right after
an ejaculation like I'd just had, all I wanted to do was find a dark place and
sleep it off almost as if I was on a bender. Instead here I was, sucking
Miriam's nipples like I was a nursing baby, and from the moans issuing from her
she loved it! Minutes later we were frenching each other like teenagers and I
felt a faint stirring where my cock used to lodge. A few minutes later Miriam's
mouth wrapped around the top of my swelling joint and a few minutes afterward
there was a resurrection of epic proportions.
Miriam had some other ideas for passing
the time, and they included some muff munching, which left a very salty
aftertaste that proved to be tolerable as long as I didn't think about what
created it. Then I graduated to ass kissing, which was more to my liking, even
when I made the traverse of that crevice between her slightly sagging butt
cheeks. The moment that separated the men from the boys occurred shortly
afterward when my senior citizen fuck buddy put her hands on her cheeks and
spread them for my edification and sampling. Without any hesitation I homed in
on that chocolate starfish and tried worming my tongue past the tough ring of
muscle guarding her rectum. Tonight I was invincible!
Convinced that my ardor was not faked,
Miriam suggested we go for it one more time before taking an intermission, and
perhaps adding another member to the cast for the next act. I figured it would
be her daughter, the twins were out of reach for yours truly until the ladies
of the family gave the thumbs up. We got into a comfortable spoon position with
my cock buried deep and hands squeezing her tits like I was trying to get juice
from them. Occasionally she would shove her body back against my groin and give
a little wiggle that kept my cock in a stage of readiness.
Miriam got bored with cuddling after some
time and suggested I put the blocks to her one more time. "I want to see
stars and unicorns," she whispered rolling onto her back and splaying her
thighs so that I could make a good connection to her wet cunt that was juicing
in anticipation. It had loosened up
considerably after our last go-round, but it still gripped well enough for this
cowboy.
There is nothing that can beat the old
tried and true missionary- male superior position when it comes to comfortable
fucking over the long run. You get tired, you collapse on your partner and rest
up while she makes sure the rod sticking in her guts stays hard. You want a
change of pace, do a push-up and stay there while she pumps that pussy up and
back until she gets tired or you get close. Then there is the cheater's
variation where you hunch down and let her support at least half your weight
while you hump away at half speed until you recover and move it into high gear
once again. Just make sure your elbows are tucked into the right place, or you
can do some serious damage with a wrong or sudden move.
For out last dance before intermission we
went through all the moves and wound up with Miriam on her tailbone, her thighs
wrapped around my torso and my dick going full throttle in and out of her hot,
juicing cunt. We were frenching when she stiffened and took off like an errant
rocket, going from one direction to another with almost blinding speed while I
just held on tight and enjoyed the ride. Her nipples were so hard they could
cut glass, and half of her body seemed to be covered with goose flesh. Her eyes
went blank and her tongue lolled from the corner of her mouth.
She had gone away and I wondered how long
it would take for her to make a round
trip. Her bare body shuddered and quaked, the skin seeming to have developed a
life of its own as it rippled in response to the various signals her synapses
were sending as they fired randomly. This was a category five orgasm as far as
I could tell. I'd seen Charlie have a few, a couple of them even with yours
truly on board for the action.
Miriam's orgasm had been so powerful that
I lost my erection without cumming. I didn't realize that until we were
cuddling and she noticed that my cock was awful stiff for one who had just
"nutted" in her. I looked down and it suddenly dawned on me that her
ignition was so strong that it took up all the launch capability. In other words, she owed me one and like the hot lady
she was, she set to work evening the score. It was then that Sally Tolliver
entered the lists.
"What do we have here? Why is my
mother having oral sex with this stranger? Why have you two started without
me?" We all burst into laughter at
her feigned distress over what she was observing. Sally quickly divested
herself of her clothing and stood naked to give me a good look at what she had.
She had plenty and it was all good. Her tits were every bit as big as her
mother's but showed no evidence of sagging. Her belly was flat from years of
exercise, and showed no evidence that she had ever delivered three children,
including a set of twins. Her pubic mound was devoid of hair, but under no
circumstances could she ever be mistaken for a child, especially when she sported
a set of thick cunt lips and had a fat clitoris peeking out from its hood. When
she asked if I wanted to taste her, my grin went from ear to ear.
Miriam had slowed down her sucking, just
keeping my cock stiff, but not unruly. It was hard to believe that I'd only cum
once since this session started. Sally squatted over my face, grinned down at
me and slowly lowered her cunt to lock with my mouth. She shifted her hips
slightly to guarantee a good seal before squeezing her cunt muscles to release
a stream of very salty fluid that dribbled into my mouth. I'd know that taste
anywhere since I'd just had a sample of my own, compliments of Miriam, who was
chuckling at my obvious discomfort.
These ladies did not play fair, that was
for damn sure; but considering the prize, which was the Tolliver twins, I
played their game to the hilt. Focusing on how good it would feel to be
drilling out Sally Tolliver's asshole while she ate her mother's pussy, managed
to take my mind away from what I was swallowing. Although it was difficult to
hear much with Sally's firm thighs bookending my head, Miriam's words did
penetrate enough for me to know that she and her daughter were most impressed
by the way I handled the first challenge. That got me motivated to do more than
just be passive when it came to sucking out as much of that salty fluid as I
could wring from her twat, and it was considerable.
( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )
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