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Gang Bang Cougar

As I eavesdropped on the chit-chat between the piece-of-ass hottie at our reception desk and the lady-killer who was hitting on her, I simply couldn't resist the temptation to step out into the lobby and catch a glimpse of the sexy-talking dreamboat. After all, as an on-the-make and mature divorcee, I had a refined ear for a man who knew how to score pussy, and I did not want to miss out.
Lucky for me, I was wearing a tight skirt and blouse that showed off my mature curves and big rack. Of course, that was my usual workday wardrobe, and since I banged the boss at least once a month, and mixed pleasure with business to close a whale client, now and then, my boss-man pretty much liked the idea of his vice-president looking like an on-the-prowl ‘cougar.'
In any event, as I feasted my eyes upon the middle-aged lady-killer, I was not at all disappointed to see that he was a pure-breed ‘bobcat.' My woman's intuition told me that he was in his early forties, three years younger than myself, and with his lean physique and good-looks, my feminine instincts told me he knew all there was to know about romantic fucking and foxy lovemaking.
At first, he was too busy dazzling our young cheesecake receptionist with his sweet-talk, but the moment that I cleared my throat, he undressed me with his eyes the instant he looked at me. Naturally, I smiled my sultry smile, and as I ran my manicured fingers through my short and sexy brunette hair-do, we both knew the score.
I'm sorry, Ms. Belair, I didn't know you had an appointment at this time,... Glenda, our hottie receptionist, apologized.
The tone of Glenda's voice told me that she had already fantasized of spreading her legs for the man way older than her, and as I stepped toward him, I extended my hand.
I'm Tami Belair. It's nice to meet you,... I greeted.
It's nice to meet you, Ms. Belair. Tom Crawford came down sick. I'm Eddie Winston. I handle the pinch hitting....
As I escorted him around the partition and into my office, I swiveled my hour-glass hips so that he could enjoy my shapely legs and delicious ass. Then, for privacy, I closed the door.
You're a smooth ‘cougar,' aren't ya, Tami?... Eddie flirted.
I smirked playfully. I'm not that smooth. If I were, I wouldn't be scalping beefcake from our hottie receptionist,... I admitted.
Don't kid me, baby-doll. You get cock by snapping your fingers....
If I slummed, yeah. But I don't go slumming....
I was not taken at all aback by Eddie's blunt talk, and as I spoke, I took my seat, and Eddie sat down on the customer side of my desk. We had just met, but we spoke the same language. Other than the fact that I liked how he talked, I didn't know a thing about him. On second thought, I knew enough. I knew I wanted his cock in my twat.
That made life e-z, and we could cut to the chase. Already, I had creamed my panties with a sexy wad, and as he adjusted himself in his chair, I knew he had popped a boner by imagining me in action - in the nude - and I unbuttoned a button on my blouse.
It's your move, Eddie Winston,... I flirted.
I'm staying at The Royce Hotel. Here's the key.... As he spoke, he slid his plastic room key across my desk. Make yourself comfy. Order some room service, and get all prettied-up. I've gotta met some egg-heads for dinner, but I'll be ready to party come 9 o'clock....
I smiled an amused smile. Egg-head, I haven't heard that in a while. Nevertheless, you've got yourself a date, dreamboat....
Eddie returned my smile. Good. I wasn't really up for teaching your receptionist how to fuck all nite. She's a hottie, but why should I settle for a hottie, when there's a ‘cougar' fox to party with?...
As we said our good-byes, Eddie hit on me with a gentle tongue-kiss, and as I pressed my big rack against his chest, he pressed his boner cock against my pussy. It was a clean pick-up. There was nothing clumsy about it. We both wanted to fuck each other all nite and that was what we were gonna do. It was just that simple.
* * * * * * *
I got to his hotel room just after six. The maid had already turned the big hotel bed down for lovemaking. Eddie had already had room service bring flowers and champagne up for me, and as I read his little love note, I undressed.
By the time 8 o'clock rolled around, I was just slipping into my hose, garter and heels. I had already bathed, done my hair and make-up, and I drowned my tits, ass and pussy in lite perfume for lovemaking. The appetizer I ordered from room service satisfied my appetite, and as I got comfortable in the middle of the big hotel bed, I sipped just my second glass of champagne and smoked a cigarette. I didn't bother with putting on a bra. From the get-go, Eddie had called me a ‘cougar,' and I was not about to disappoint him.
When I heard him come through the door, I hadn't yet finished my cigarette. He was early. I had expected him early, and when he laid eyes on me, he smiled and winked his approval. I was all laid out for him, in the middle of the big hotel bed. I had a mound of pillows under my head, and a pillow tucked under my ass. My stockinged legs were spread, and with my high heels dug into the turned-down bed, my knees were in the air. I wasn't wearing panties, and as Eddie eyeballed my totally exposed cunt, he licked his lips and began to undress.
Wow, ‘cougar,' they are gonna put your picture next to the word in the dictionary. Ya look better than fantastic, and better than sexy,... Eddie complimented.
As a divorcee on-the-make, I kept my dyed black cunthairs shaped and trimmed down to a very tiny, but thick, dot, two inches above my totally shaven cuntlips and pearl clit. I wore a large teardrop diamonique in my belly-button. My big boob-job tits stood up on my chest, perfectly, and the black choker around my neck added a nice touch to my short and sexy hair-do.
I knew I looked irresistible as I watched Eddie wrestle himself out of his clothes. He had come home early, and he was glad he did. When he dropped his trousers, his hard-on dick was ready for business, and I was more than happy to see that his dick-hairs were closely-scissored for cock-sucking.
Thanks for the flowers and bubblie, dreamboat,... I purred.
You're welcome, baby-doll....
As he leaned down and kissed my tittie-nipples, I instinctively lifted my high-heels into the air, and Eddie parted my creamie cuntlips. He gave me a nice shallow and get-acquainted finger-fuck, and as my pussy creamed more cream, my hips and ass squirmed on the pillow.
Oh, lover, I am so hot to fuck,... I gasped.
How long has it been?...
Two weeks. I'm ashamed to say....
Just a week for me,... Eddie remarked.
As he broke off our kiss, he went about the room to set the mood. I wished I had grabbed his boner cock, but I knew what he was up to. As he dimmed the lights, and opened the dr*pes, moonlite splashed into our eleventh floor room. I put my cigarette out, and put the ashtray on the nightstand. Then, as Eddie disappeared, I locked my hands beneath my head to keep from diddling my tingling clit.
Hurry, Eddie. Please, don't cunt-tease me,... I flirted.
Before Eddie stepped out into view, I heard the clink of handcuffs. I let out a sultry meow, and as he came back to me in the romantic lite of our hotel room, he tenderly bound my arms behind my head with soft leather straps.
Do ya like it kinki, baby-doll?... Eddie whispered.
Soft-kinki is cool,... I cooed.
As he slipped a harness around my shoulders, I held my knees up in the air, and as he strapped my stockinged calves up tight, I couldn't help but feel that I was in for a nite that was a little over my head.
Before I could say a word, though, Eddie finger-fucked my creamie and hot cunt. He went deep, and he tantalized my g-spot, perfectly.
Oh, lover! Oh, dreamboat! I so need cock!... I gushed.
All in due time, baby-doll,... Eddie whispered.
As he pulled his fuck-finger out of my saucie twat, I felt the wildfire of lust burn my soul as Eddie tightened a blindfold over my eyes. That jump-started my hips and ass into gear, and as he fastened a spreader bar between my knees, I knew the man had me totally at his mercy.
It had all happened so fast and oh-so seductively that I didn't know the helplessness and possible danger that I was suddenly in. No matter how little I tried to move, I was completely immobilized. My legs were splayed wishbone wide. My darling cunt was completely exposed, and I was so hot-to-trot. The feel of my hot pussy-cream drooling over my pink asshole told me I was oh-so hornie, and as I moaned my pleasure, I felt almost weightless with desire.
Then, at just the right time, the touch of Eddie's tongue-tip tongue-tasting my delicious pussy-cream put me on my magic carpet.
Oh, lover! I need to be eaten! Thank you! Oh, thank you!... I squealed.
As I felt him tongue-fuck my fox-hole, my hips, ass and pussy started going to town. I was totally strapped and bound, but I could move my girlie-business beautifully, and Eddie ate my sweet cunt with tenderness and affection. Then, as he peeled back my clit-hood, the love he put to my tender trigger clit made me cum.
Oh, lover! I wish I could run my fingers through your hair!... I gasped. I'm cumming! I'm already cumming!...
As my hips, ass and pussy pumped out my orgasm, sweat boiled on my flesh, and as the saying went, I was as please as punch. I cummed a very hard cum, and as I felt Eddie's hands cheap-feel my airborne ass-cheeks, his tongue tantalized my private pink asshole as sweet as can be.
Oh, Eddie! Oh! You lady-killer, you!... I complimented. Please, put your cock in my mouth!...
When he came up for air, Eddie slid me down to the foot of the bed, and as he climbed onto the bed, he straddled my face and I opened my mouth. With my eyes blindfolded, and my arms bound, it was all I could do, and it was all I needed to do. As smooth as silk, Eddie glided his boner cock into my mouth, and as I closed my lipsticked lips around his stiff pork, the man fucked my mouth without going too deep, and without making me gag.
Words can't explain how lovely it was to blow-job my lover's hard-on dick while I was in almost complete bondage. He was over me in push-up position, with his legs spread, and as he cock-fucked my mouth, I could practically feel every intense muscle in his lean physique clench with lust.
I wished I could squeeze his ass and balls, but as I danced my tongue against the tender trigger nerve of his stiff fuck-stick, I knew I was giving as good as I got when Eddie got to groaning and grunting his manly sounds.
Oh, you sexy bitch! You sexy ‘cougar' piece-of-ass!... Eddie screamed. Mother-fucker, you can suck cock! We are gonna fuck so good, baby-doll!...
If Eddie had wanted to shoot his wad in my mouth and call it a nite, I wouldn't have had anything to complain about. Of course, the moment that I heard him tell me how good we were going to fuck, my feminine greed hot-wired my nympho desires.
I knew I needed to get laid before the sun came up, and if Eddie wasn't up to the job, I would find a pick-up date in a late-nite club, and the longer that Eddie cock-fucked my mouth, the more I thought that was going to be my fate.
Needless to say, I never should have ever thought about selling Eddie short. He was the lady-killer who caught my ear with his can-do and know-how for scoring pussy, and when I made my move on him, he hit on me, and I got lucky. My lickity-split orgasm still had my hips, ass and cunt writhing, and I mouth-fucked my lover with all of my sex-appeal. I loved servicing him, and he loved me servicing him.
It felt like I had mouth-fucked his boner cock for at least an hour, and as he dismounted my face, I had to flatter him.
Wow, dreamboat! You can hold your load!... I complimented.
That's what makes me a star,... Eddie joked.
While we shared a laugh, I heard him freshen a glass with champagne, and as he held my head, I took the sip her served me.
Baby-doll, you give a great blow-job,... Eddie complimented. I hope you're ready to fuck, now....
Oh, goodness, yes!... I gushed.
I mean, you're ready to fuck my friend, too. Right?...
Just like that, my entire feminine figure boiled with fright. I was in almost complete bondage. I was blindfolded. I was totally helpless, and no matter what I said or did, it wouldn't have made a difference. I had fucked in enough big hotel rooms to know that they were practically soundproof. If I screamed, I knew I ran the risk of raising the stakes, and I was in no position to cover my bluff. I was in no position to protest, and as I brainstormed my angles, my subconscious saved my day.
Oh, Eddie. I've never been gang-banged,... I cooed.
Tonite's the nite, then,... Eddie remarked.
* * * * * * *
As I felt him climb off of our love-nest bed, I listened to him open and close the hotel room door. I didn't hear any other voices, or footsteps, but the moment that I felt more than two hands caress my tits, ass and cunt, I knew I had been set up, but it didn't matter. Having both of my big boob-job tits, and my ass-cheeks felt-up, while I was finger-fucked put me on tilt. All of my nympho desires crashed out of their closet, and as I squirmed in forbidden lust, I seemed to relish the taboo intoxication of my first gang-bang.
Hi ya, baby-cakes. I'm Ricky. How old are ya, cutie-pie?...
Forty-six,... I replied.
Forty-six, and never been gang-banged. That's hard to believe, baby-cakes. You're such a sweet piece-of-ass,... Ricky said.
Before I could speak, Ricky hit on me with a hot tongue-kiss, and a split-second later, I felt the crown-knob of Eddie's hard-on cock penetrate my creamie cuntlips.
Oh! Oh!... I cried. Oh, fuck me! Gang-bang me, guys!...
You sure ya want it, baby-doll?...
I didn't know I wanted it, but I know, now,... I squealed. Touch me! I'm on fire! I need double fucking!...
As Eddie glided his hot pork up into my creamie fuck-hole, and I heard Ricky unhitch his pants, I was totally turned-on to be on the verge of losing my gang-bang virginity. After all, it was not as if I had never fantasized about being gang-banged. If the truth be told, I had whacked-off fantasizing about gang-bang lovemaking plenty. In real life, though, I had never had the opportunity or a proposition for it, and although Eddie frightened me, at first, my subconscious instantly reminded me how much I had whacked-off and wet-dreamed of being oh-so hornie to be double fucked.
Oh, lover, give me all your cock in my twat!... I begged. Lover, dick-fuck my mouth!...
As soon as I spoke, I felt my gang-bang lovers untie me, and with my legs and arms freed, I guided my second lover's boner cock into my mouth. It didn't feel like I had lost my gang-bang virginity, but I knew I had. For the first time in my life I was being double fucked, and I loved every minute of it.
With a boner dick in my cunt, and a hard-on cock in my mouth, the taboo lust of forbidden pleasure put me on a magic carpet of arousal and satisfaction. As I cheap-feeled Ricky's firm ass, I mouth-fucked his hairless fuck-shaft while Eddie glided his fuck-stick in and out of my creamie twat. I had two very cool customers getting me all hot-and-bothered, and as I pinched both my tittie-nipples beneath Ricky's tight ass, I cummed another hard cum.
With my hips, ass and cunt thrashing at the foot of the big hotel bed, I screamed my pleasure, and Ricky pulled his pork out of my mouth before I bit it off.
Oh, you hot fuckers! You got me cumming!... I yelled.
As sweat boiled on my flesh while I writhed in ecstasy, I felt my blindfold slip free, and I opened my eyes. In the dim lite of our hotel room, my two lovers could not have appeared more masculine in my dreams. Ricky was almost as handsome as Eddie, but his muscled physique took my breath away, and as they watched me watch them, Eddie stepped aside, and Ricky guided his big boner dick slowly up my creamie cunt.
Oh, baby-cakes, you pack a sexy snatch,... Ricky complimented.
And you pack a big cock, lover....
Now, it was official. My gang-bang virginity was a thing of the past, and as I held my shapely legs wide and high into the air, Ricky slammed his big hard-on balls-deep into my twat.
Oh! That's good fucking!... I flirted.
You bet it is, baby-cakes!...
My second hard cum of an orgasm gave me my second wind, and as Eddie stretched out across the big hotel bed, I slowly rolled onto all-fours without causing Ricky's fuck-stick to pop out of my pussy. As I gave him my splayed ass to cheap-feel, and water his mouth over, he fucked my on all-fours. Then, Eddie scooched his ass toward me and aimed his glistening hard-on cock at my lipsticked lips.
Yeah, baby-doll, gimme some more of your ‘cougar' cock-sucking,... Eddie wise-assed.
I'll do better than that,... I flirted.
As he spread his legs, I squeezed his loaded balls and applied my lipsticked lip-lock around his swollen pork. After the workout that I'd given him and he had given me, I knew he wouldn't be too able to hold his load for all that long, and as I licked my tongue along the trigger nerve of his fuck-shaft, I felt his wad boil up from his balls, and his hips and ass started to clench.
Ah, baby-doll take my cum!... Eddie yelled.
I was not going to disappoint my lady-killer lover, and as I went to town blowing him, it threw my hips, ass and cunt into high gear, and Ricky and I got to slapping skin hard and fast and deep. If there was anything that I could do about it, I wanted my first gang-bang to climax in a fireworks trifecta of orgasmic cumming.
As luck would have it, I got lucky. When Eddie started squirting his scalding wad in my mouth, it set me off. I started cumming really, really hard. My orgasm was just a little too sexy for Ricky to keep his cool, and as he grabbed my ass-cheeks, I felt his boner cock uncork his boiling cum deep into my over-cooked twat.
Ah! Mother-fucker!... Eddie screamed.
Oh! Fucker!... Ricky shouted.
While I finished off my two lovers, they finished me off with a wall-to-wall climax. Sweat burned on my flesh, and fresh cum became liquid fire in my mouth and cunt. Every ounce of my feminine figure floated on a magic carpet of pure pleasure, and as we all collapsed onto the big hotel bed, my gang-bang lovers smothered both of my big boob-job tits with affectionate kisses.
Wow!... I gushed. Wow! Never have I been fucked like that! I'd like to strangle whoever gave gang-banging a bad rap....
Well, we'll be back in town in a couple of weeks. If you're game to go, again, baby-cakes, we'll have our other wingman, Tom Crawford, with us,... Ricky tempted.
I didn't have to think long and hard to know what my answer was going to be, but to cock-tease my stud gang-bangers, I kept my cards close to my vest. I had never whacked-off and wet-dreamed about getting laid by more than a pair of gang-bang lovers, but I had to admit, it didn't sound all bad to me at first blush.
If I had handled two fuckers without missing a beat or blinking an eye, having a third cocks-man in my bed and between my legs didn't really throw me for a loop.
What the saying, ‘three's a charm.' ‘The more the merrier.' Something to that effect,... I flirted.
Not worried about a bad reputation, baby-doll?... Eddie asked.
Thanks for the concern, but a bad reputation seems to work in my favor....
My gang-bang lovers let out a soft laugh as they began to rekindle my nympho desires for an encore performance of threesome lovemaking. I was sandwiched between them, on the big hotel bed, and as they spread my stockinged legs, they sucked on both of my tittie-nipples. One of my lovers treated me to a very enjoyable finger-fuck, while my second lover diddled my tender trigger clit with affection and skill.
Only the poet in me could explain how incredibly desired I felt partying with my gang-bang lovers. From the way they touched me, I knew they liked my ‘cougar' style. It was the kind of flattery that an on-the-make ‘cougar' - such as myself had paid her dues to enjoy and luxuriate in.
Sure, it was double the pleasure, double the fun, but it was also twice the love, and after years of rolling the dice with one-on-one lovemaking, I knew I was going to make the most of my mature ‘cougar' years covering my bets in sexy gang-bang style. As the saying went, at forty-seven, I was supposedly in my sexual prime, and I was not going to be a fool by not making my own rules as I went along.
If I felt the urge to spread my legs for a golf foursome to fuck my darling cunt, there was nobody to say I couldn't, and as my insatiable gang-bang lovers finger-fucked my creamie quim and trigger clit to another encore orgasm, I knew I was in my element. In the middle of the big hotel bed, I squirmed with lust and squealed with pleasure.
Oh, you guys! You guys are so good to me! So good!... I cooed. I cumming! I'm cumming hard, again!...
Yeah, ‘cougar,' strut your stuff,... Eddie encouraged.
As I reached down and took both of their hard-on cocks into both of my fists, I gave them very sexy hand-jobs, and as they positioned me for gang-bang fucking, I invitingly raised my splayed legs high and wide.
Oh, yeah, baby-cakes, you know the drill,... Ricky complimented.
I'd better,... I wisecracked. I've only been spreading my legs for cock for 32 years!...
That says it all, ‘cougar,' lady-love,... Eddie whispered.
As I watched Eddie climb aboard me and tit-fuck my boob-job knockers with his hard-on dick, he held my legs spread high and wide, as I felt Ricky penetrate my creamie twat with his boner cock.
If luck was with me, the second time would be better than the first. After all, I was no gang-bang virgin, anymore. I was all mature ‘cougar,' through and through. I was on-the-make and hot-to-trot, and I was pleasuring two lovers, while they pleasured me. If that wasn't my ultimate ‘cougar' credential, I didn't know what was, nor did I care. I was in my element as a gang-bang ‘cougar.'

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