Tim and Tara both widowed, live in the same over 55 community. Tara has had her eye on Tim for a while. She finally gets the nerve to send him an anonymous Beaver picture as part of a text. They end up having phone sex. After she gets her climax, she hangs up feeling guilty, Leaving Tim pissed off thinking that she had used him. Tim was pissed, but wanted more.
Tim here, I lost my wife to Alzheimer’s about 4 months ago, after a 5 year battle with the disease. She was my High School sweetheart. We were married for 50 years, and raised 3 kids, had a great marriage, and a good life together. Alzheimer’s was, at least for my wife a slow progression to the end. We were still able to do a couple overseas trips, and she never lost touch with who her family was, except at the very end. During our entire marriage, and even before then we had a wonderful sex life together. She was still having orgasms when we had sex up until about 6 weeks before she passed. Her motor never stopped running. She knew her fate, and was forever grateful for the support I was able to give her. Never putting her in a Nursing Home. I dedicated my life taking care of her. She never forgot my sexual needs, and continued to suck and fuck me almost to the end.
At 71, I was not ready to give up on life. I’m in good health, and had been on Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT) for at least 10 years. Truth be told I went on it to help me keep up with my wife. Once she got herself horny she could go several times a day, well into her 60’s. I remember a few times when she wanted me hard, and would blow me for a good half hour to get me going, so I could take care of her itch.
I live in an over 55 community with 160 homes. We were one of the first families to move in and had to put up with the dirt and noise from the builder for the next couple of years as they completed and sold all the homes. Almost everyone knew us, and when they set up the Home Owners Association (HOA), they asked me to be on the board. I took the job of Facilities Director, setting up the vendors who cut the grass, and plowed the snow, and a whole lot more. There is always a steady turnover of new people moving into the community, but even after I had to drop off of the board, I knew on a first name basic most of the original owners.
I had met some buddies for golf, and was returning to the mail boxes outside the clubhouse to pick up my mail. I remembered that there was a HOA election coming up, and that there were information packets in the clubhouse about the new people who were running for office. When I entered the building there was a Yoga Class in progress. Fifteen or so woman in various shape and sizes in their over stuffed yoga outfits. Some of them looked pretty fit, but some should be doubling down on the yoga classes, and weight watcher. Since I had been laying low after my wife passed, I hadn’t been around much. Mostly picking up my mail later at night to avoid answering questions about how my wife was doing from those who didn’t know she had passed. Some of the yoga ladies saw me come in and broke their poses to wave and say hi.
I had been home about two hours when I heard a text come in on my phone. It didn’t seem to be from anybody I knew, as it wasn’t even a phone number, but a five digit number address. Thinking it was political, I opened it to a beautiful video clip of a woman’s beaver fucking herself with a large dildo. There was a second clip of the same dildo being sucked on by a woman wearing a mast over her eyes. As I looked closer at the first clip my thought was, that looks like a delicious pussy. Mostly shaven with a small tuff of gray / brown hair above. The second clip again lasted only a few seconds, but enough time to see her take a good bit of the dildo down her throat. I could definitely fuck that throat. I had showered after golf, and was sitting around in a loose pair of shorts. within seconds of watching the two clips my cock was ready to jump out of my shorts. She had left a message: “Saw you at the Clubhouse got me very horny”. “Used my toys thinking of you”. Wow I’m thinking I never even spoke directly to anyone there. Just waved to acknowledge their hello’s. I’m thinking she must be in a state if that little bit of contact got her juices flowing.
So what do I do now, I’m wondering. Both clips were pretty narrow shots of her beaver and mouth. If she was gross fat I would have been able to see that around her pussy. I wrestled with the thought, is my mourning period over. Looking down at the tent my cock was making in my shorts, I decided it might be time. So now what? How do I respond to this mystery horny beaver. Then I remembered that I had a video clip on my camera role that was taken about 10 years ago, a close up of my wife’s hand jerking off me off. Catching it at the exact time I ejaculated about 3 / 4 inches into the air coming down on my wife’s hand. Along with the clip I posted : “Thanks for the hot, beautiful clips. My cock would love to replace that dildo in your mouth. “ If you want a taste of the real thing let me know”.
About a half hour went by when I received the following text. “OH my God I want to taste that. I didn’t hear anything for a few days, and was wondering what happened to my mystery beaver. About 8:00 PM my phone rang.
A female voice started telling me that I looked really good at the Clubhouse the other day. Why thanks I laughed. What little I saw of you on the videos you texted was very nice as well. In fact I would say your video was pretty hot. Who is this I asked. Not yet Tim she replied. You looked good enough for me to eat she said. I was able to get myself to several orgasm just watching your dick explode on the video. I must have watched it half the night. I bet your jizz really taste good. I airplayed it to my TV so I could watch every vain, twitch as you came on my 75 inch TV. Ok I laughed your pussy looks really delicious to. I would love to taste you I said. What are you wearing she asked. I’m sitting on my sofa with my shorts down around my angles. Wait a second I have to let go of my cock, so I can put your videos up on my TV screen. I only wish it was my dick, and not that dumb dildo down your throat. Oh big boy my finger is in my cunt as I watch you cumming on TV. So my turn what are you wearing mystery beaver? Not much she said, Black lacy bra and matching panties that are down around my knees right now. Are you rubbing your clit I asked. I wish it were my tongue licking your cunt, sucking on your clit. That would be wonderful, if I close my eyes I can feel the heat of your tongue licking me. Her breathing was getting heavy and rapid, as she worked herself up to a phone sex orgasm. What are your tits like I asked? My nipples are about the size of a half dollar, and the tits are sticking straight out now. But you still have your bra on don’t you? Yes she said my tits are so sensitive I can’t stand to have my girls out when I’m this horny. Oh I want to suck on them I said. She mumbled something as her ability to speak only between gasps for air. I asked her what she was feeling? My hips are keeping rhythm with my fingers rubbing my clit. I’m getting so warm. Hmmmm I said I want to feel you cum on my face, and bath my tongue with your cum. I want to feel your lips around my cock, as I unload the biggest load of cum all over your face. That put her over the edge, and hearing her cum on the phone put me over the edge, with both of us having phone sex orgasms together. I could hear her moaning as she dropped her phone. Oh god I heard her say, baby that feels so good, paint my face with your delicious cum. I had an empty beer glass in front of me that I used to shoot my cum into. For an old guy I put out a good size load in the bottom of the glass. I hung on the phone waiting for her to pick up again, thinking I would get her name and an invite to her house. The phone went dead, she hung up. What the Fuck. Still no clue who she was. I’m thinking to myself, she used me. I felt weird as my body came down from my orgasm. She doesn’t want a relationship, she just wants somebody to help her get off. At that point I decided not to play her game anymore if she called again looking for phone sex. I decided to send her a picture of the cum in the glass. I set it up with good lighting to be able to see the cum and how much was in the glass. Then I texted her the picture, with the following caption “this could have been all yours. Don’t call me unless you want to meet up. Sorry Baby, no more phone sex. Blowing my seed into your mouth would be the best. Filling this glass isn’t my idea of fun sex”.
I heard nothing for a full week from mystery beaver. Then she texted me. “ I’m so embarrassed, I’m feeling so guilty. My husband would be rolling over in his grave. I’m such a cum slut”. Well hello I said. Nice to hear from you. I had you listed in my phone as Mystery Beaver. I even had the picture you sent me of your beaver on the listing. Now I need to correct the listing to Cum Slut. Can I get a picture of that? You know one with cum all over your face. Sorry I said, I’m not being very nice, but you really left me hanging. Listen I said. We have both of us lost our spouse, don’t know about your marriage, but my wife was my high school sweetheart, and the love of my life. We had a great marriage. The vowels we took were till death do us part. Well we have both parted ways with our spouses. Our hormones didn’t die with our spouse. I just don’t feel that because I was married and my spouse died that we should become hermits. Yes we had a long run and it was great. I’m certainly not looking for a new wife, but regular hormone adjustment at our age is important for our mental health, and based upon the video clips you sent, I think your mental health need help. There was dead silence on her end of the phone. I could hear her breathing, but nothing else. Are you alright I asked? Then she says “I lost a breast to cancer. I only have one”. Oh I said that’s why you were still wearing a bra when we phone sexed. Yes one is real the other is fake she said. So your afraid I will not like your body? There is a scar she said. Oh I said I have a couple of them to. I would love to rub my cum all over your scar. She started crying, and finally got it together enough to say “oh I would like that”. Just so you know my aim isn’t the best sometimes I spray on both tits. Oh god she said can I come over now? Yep I said. An hour later there was a knock at my door. There was a woman there that I recognized from around the community, but didn’t know. It was very cold out that night, and she was wearing a long heavy coat. Hi! she sheepish said I’m Tara. Come on in out of the cold. I’ve seen you around, but I don’t think we’ve ever really met. She told me where she lived and more important who she lived near, as I could then place her home. So you saw me come into the clubhouse, during Yoga Class? Yes, but I’ve had my eye on you for about a year. I had heard that your wife was ill, and you were taking care of her, trying to keep her out of a Nursing Home. That kind of told me you were a really nice guy, and I’m sure at that time not looking for any additional complications in your life. Then you disappeared for a few months and I didn’t see you around. Yes I said my wife past away about 4 months ago, and I kind of kept a low profile to avoid people asking me how she was doing. Her funeral was private, family only so not a lot of people around here knew she passed. Can I take your coat I asked and offer you a drink. Yes to both she said, I would love a shot of brandy, both to warm me up, and give me courage. Courage for what, I asked? Oh I’ve never been seen in what I’m wearing by anyone other then my husband. Well I said let me help you with your coat. As she giggled. Her coat fell away showing her wearing nothing but a very sexy red and black panty and bra set. No wonder you were cold. Come here let me hug you to warm you up. We fit together pretty good, I’m six foot, and she is about 5’ 6” 125 lbs. Really nice rack, maybe D cups. Medium length dark brown hair with kind of hazel eyes. Cute face, never going to be on the cover of Vogue, but very attractive overall. Very fuckable. I held on to her and we walked over to my bar to get us a brandy. I was wearing sweat pants, and my raging hard-on was very evident. I poured us a brandy and then offered her a toast. “Cheers to love, desire, and the adventure we create together!”. I put my arm around her, and moved it down to her fine ass. As I gave it a feel, we downed our drinks. She lifted up on her toes to offer me her lips for an open mouth kiss. Pushing her tongue into my mouth. One hand held the drink, and her other hand went right under the band on sweats and took hold of my cock. Her tongue became even more aggressive, as she moaned into my mouth… Oh I need this rubbing her hand down my length to grip my balls. Putting her glass on the bar she did a slow slide down my body onto her knees pulling my sweats down as she lowered herself. Oh God it’s just like on the video. Within seconds she had me almost to the back of her throat. She had me deeper then I had ever been is a woman’s mouth. She almost had all seven inches swallowed. I reach down behind her to release her bra hooks. Her eyes never left my face as she sucked me. I was able to pull her bra from her body, and feel the softness of her real breast, and the sponginess of her artificial one. Cosmetically they look the same, but a world of difference in how they felt. I hadn’t had a blow job in quite a while, and she was making good progress to bring me off. I told her to let me cum on her scar. She had both my balls in her mouth stroking my length, with a finger teasing my rosebud. I was so ready to cum, and I told her so. My first blast went down her throat, and then she pulled me out and direct me onto her breast scar. As soon as the cum hit her scar she orgasmed, almost falling over. She had lost all control, so I took matters in hand and directed the next couple of blast onto her real tit, and then onto her face. She was so fucked up from her orgasm I had to literally carry her over to my sofa and sit her down. I fell to my knees in front of her and pulled her beautiful panties off of her and dove into her pussy.
I went right for her clit, and as soon as I touched it with my tongue she orgasmed again, almost knocking me over. She kept yelling for me to stop, but I slammed my tongue into her lovely hole, sucking out all of her cum. Spreading her love juice all over my face. I licked up her gash, and started sucking on her clit again, driving her to a third orgasm of this very young evening. She had showed up at my door wanting to get fucked, only wearing panties and a bra that were long gone. Who was I to disappoint her. I pushed two fingers into her and continued my assault on her clit that had popped out from under it’s hood. A really nice one not just a little pea, but more like a babies little finger. Easy to find and suck on even in the dark. She is begging me to stop, even has she is grinding her pussy into my face. Running her fingers through my hair. She started to shudder as another orgasm rolled over her. By now my cock had recovered from her wonderful blow job, and I needed to bury it in her. She was small enough that I could pick her up and lay her on her stomach. I pulled her up on to her knees so I could fuck her doggie. Like most people our age her ass had thinned out, but still looked pretty good. She kept her bush trimmed just the way I liked my wife to keep her. I climbed up on the sofa behind her opening her legs up. This happened really quick, even as she was coming down from her last orgasm. Not realizing what was happening until I drove into her pulling her hips back onto my cock. She came right then as I drove deep into her. My cock has a fat mushroom head, and as when I would drive into my wife the head would rub her G-Spot and give her a quick O. Tara was no different she came as I entered her. It was my turn now going deep and then setting up a steady rhythm. Thanks to her blow job I was in no rush and wanted to enjoy every stroke into her warm tight pussy. Finally getting control of herself after all of her orgasms Tara started to get in rhythm with me, and moaning her pleasure. It felt so good to be in a pussy again. I speeded up and pounded her, then mixed it up and let her set the pace. Holding myself still and letting her ram her pussy onto me felt amazing. She fucked me to yet another orgasm coating my cock, and my poor sofa with her cum. Once she could talk again, she begged me to cum, saying that she couldn’t take it anymore. I picked up my pace, and felt that wonderful feeling of the pressure building in my balls as they released a flood of sperm deep into her pussy. She came along with me, as I felt her body shudder again with a mild O. She collapsed on the sofa, with our cum leaking out of her. I got off of her and went to get a wash cloth for her to clean my cum off of her face and tits. A little late but I brought a towel to protect the sofa from our blended cum leaking from her pussy. By the time I returned she had scooped most of my cum from her tits and was busy sucking her fingers clean. I got her to sit up, and cleaned off her face and tits. She said she had to pee so I helped her up grabbing her ass as she moved past me. I found my pants and put them on. I had gone to the bar for another round of brandy, and was sitting on the sofa in recovery mode, hoping to get a full frontal naked view of her when she returned from peeing. She had found my bathrobe, and came back wearing that. Her face was lit up in a huge smile as she returned to the sofa. How old are you she asked. Seventy one I said why? Well she said I’ve never been fucked better. That was amazing. And so were you I said, sliding my hand under the robe to rub her thigh. Is it Ok if I spent the night? I really don’t think I should be driving. By all means I said. Nothing would make me happier then to spoon you in my bed, and wake up to your pretty smile. I leaned her back on the sofa, and planted a kiss on her lips reaching into to cup her tits. I reached for the TV remote, to put on the local news. Within seconds I looked over at her and she was sound to sleep.
So I didn’t know what to do, let her sleep it off on the sofa, or get her up and move her to my bedroom. I really wanted to sleep next to her, and give my morning wood someplace to nestle when I woke up. I looked on the floor for her panties and didn’t see them. She must have picked them up when she went to the bathroom. The bra was still on the floor. I couldn’t stay awake much longer, so I woke her up and told her we were moving to the bedroom. She was really groggy so I helped her up and walked her to the bedroom. The robe she was wearing smelled of cigar smoke, and I wanted to get it off of her. She took it off herself without me saying anything, and wearing only the panties she climbed up into bed and fell asleep. I’m sure the two brandies were having there effect, but she also had a good five or six intense orgasms that have the effect of knocking you out. I put some underwear on and slid into bed next to her gathering her up in my arms. The last thought laying next to this beautiful warm body, was wouldn’t it be nice to wake up with her sucking on my cock. Well that didn’t happen, but my morning wood was laying in the crack of her ass. She woke up and feeling me behind her started rubbing her butt on my cock. Then saying she was sorry, that feels so good, but I got to pee. I heard my shower running. These things usually take time, so I got up and put the coffee on. I had a couple of bagels so I popped one in the toaster for me. I was sitting in the kitchen chair reading e-mails on my phone when I felt a presents behind me. The next thing I felt was her tits rubbing against my neck. I pushed the chair away from the table, and pulled her down onto my lap. She was naked, and smiling all clean, and nice. She said that her panties were soaking wet last night, and she just now washed them out. It may take awhile for them to dry, she said with a big grin on her face. Is that Ok? She wrapped her self around me, and laid a big passionate kiss on me. My hands were all over her naked body, then stopping to play with her beautiful nipples. I had my boxers on, and her hand immediately went into the fly to free my cock, She started dragging her nails along my now at attention length, then reaching under to cup my balls. My tongue was in her mouth, as she started sucking on it. We came up for air, and I asked her if she wanted coffee? In a minute she said, this thing feels like it’s going to explode. With that she slid to the floor and sucked my cock into the back of her throat. Within seconds she was bobbing my whole cock in her mouth. I asked her if she didn’t have a gag reflex, as she was banging the back of her throat with my mushroom head. I was able to reach down and find her clit, that was soaking wet already. She pulled me out of her mouth, only to say that she didn’t know if she had a gag reflex. Her husband wasn’t as big as I was, and she never gagged on him. She loved how my cock felt in her throat, so I guess maybe she didn’t. Tara baby I said this isn’t going to take long, just so you know. I dreamed of waking up this morning feeling you sucking on my cock, I told her. You sure are making up for my disappointment. I want it she said, I want it all, give it to me. With that I grabbed the back of her head, and drove my cock further down her throat, still not gagging, as I unloaded my morning ropes of cum into her. I was playing with her clit, but once she had swallowed my load, not missing a drop, she jumped up and said Ok where’s that coffee. I’m thinking what… a find this woman is. Once she got over her guilt, she was an animal. We spent the day waiting for her panties to dry. I was thinking we could put them in my dryer, but then laughed at myself, She’s telling you she’s in no hurry dumb ass. I wanted to go out for breakfast, but then I realized she didn’t have any cloths. I found some smoked salmon, cream cheese and I had the bagels so we ate that for breakfast. I kept my boxers on, and she found my cigar smelling bathrobe to wear. We spent the rest of the morning getting to know each other. She had only lived in the community for about 4 years. Her husband died of a massive heart attack, about a year after they moved in. She felt blessed that her husband went quick, and didn’t go through the 5 year torture that my wife had to deal with. One of her daughter was divorced, but she was still friends with her ex-husband who would come over and do handyman type work for her. She always liked him, and was trying to build up the nerve to hit on him. When she thought she was horny enough, and ready to make her move she chickened out at the last minute. She just ached to be held by a man. When she heard the stories about me, and what my wife and I were going through she felt guilty lusting after me. She doubled down on her dildo, and prayed for someone to save her from her life of masturbation. She laughed and confessed to hanging out at the pool hoping to get a view of someones well stuffed bathing suit. She used to call it crotch patrol. Once I got my fill I would go home and play with my toys, only wishing for a hot load of cum to taste. I’m such a cum slut. I used to research supplements for my husband to increase his cum load. He had really fallen off, until I started treating him. It really worked, I made sure he stayed hydrated. He always wanted to fuck me and cum inside my pussy. I didn’t want to waste his cum, so I made him pull out to paint my face, and tits. Then I would scoop it up and lick it off my fingers. I can orgasm just from tasting cum. So no more guilt I asked? No I’m good she said, as she reached inside my boxers, gripping my cock. I wanted to go 69 with her so I picked her up and carried her over to more poor overworked sofa. I laid out flat, and she just seemed to know what I wanted as she flipped around placing her pussy inches from my face. Taking my cock and sucking it to the back of her throat. Her musty smell was in my face, as I licked her pussy from stem to stern. She was very wet, I stayed away fro her clit for a while, and just worked on her lips, and hole. She kept trying to reposition her clit so I would give it some love. I smacked her ass and told her to behave herself. Oh god she said I need you to suck on it. She got herself worked up really quick, and I knew if I even touched her clit she would orgasm. I used my hot breath to blow on it, and circled it with my tongue. She doubled her effort bobbing on my cock taking it very deep, and I finally I heard her gag a little as she took all my meat to the back of her throat. I was hoping for us both to cum together, and she was getting me very close. Just as I felt my cum rising up my cock, I sucked her clit into my mouth, causing her to buck and cum all over my face as I did the same to her throat filling it to overflowing, running down her chin.
We decided to take a shower, and go over to her house so she could put some cloths on. We were thinking of going out to an early dinner. After all man can’t live on cream cheese, bagels and cum alone. As we were getting ready to leave and go to her place, Tara got a text. It was from a neighbor of hers. “Did you finally score Tim? I noticed you didn’t make it home last night. Do you think he will share”? Tara showed me the text, and laughed. This woman is still living with her husband. Tara answered her. “I don’t know he is an old man, barely was able to give me six orgasms”.
Oh god she replied what’s an orgasm? We are leaving his place now so I can go home and put some cloths on to go out to dinner. I do mean put on some cloths. I’m wearing a bra and pantie set and a overcoat. Can you get away this evening and come over when we return? We can see if he wants a threesome. Oh god that sounds so hot, her neighbor said, maybe I can add some sleep meds to hubby’s tea. I’ve done it before, he sleeps for hours. I’m getting wet already.
Within minutes of returning to Tara’s home after dinner her neighbor was knocking at her door. Oh my god it’s Beth Becker, I know her well. We were on the HOA board together for about 4 years. Actually played golf with her husband a couple of times. So what I’m telling myself, if Beth wants to play I’m all in. After greeting us she walks up to me and plants a very passionate open mouth kiss on my lips, holding my chin with her one hand, and rubbing my cock through my pants with the other. When she steps back, the look in her eyes is smoldering. Sorry she says aways wanted to kiss you. How’s Bob, I asked with a big smile. Same old boring Bob she says. I drugged his tea, so he will be sleeping for a few hours. Tara had opened a bottle of wine, and offered each of us a glass. I was kind of out of my element, so I was wondering what came next. Who makes the first move. I was thinking I’m the evenings entertainment. Tara excused herself and left Beth and me alone. She repeated the open mouth kiss, and the cock rub. Feeling me harden under my clothes she whispers in my ear, can I see it. What do you want to see, I teased. Your big beautiful cock, as she’s said unbuckling my belt, and pulling my pants down. She slides down onto her knees in front, now pulling my boxers down with her. Oh god! Look how beautiful it is, taking it into her hand, bring it to her mouth. It’s so much bigger then Bob’s. She licked around the head a couple of times tasting the pre-cum dripping out. Just then Tara reentered the room. Watching Beth licking me. What are you waiting for honey, you need to do more then lick it. I know…. Beth says, it’s so big, not sure I can open that wide. Tara says If you want it bad enough you will find a way. Just wait until he cums in your mouth, you would think he emptied a half a tube of warm toothpaste down your throat. Every time he does that I have a rocking orgasm. I’m now getting impatient and start to push myself into her mouth. She opens a little, taking the big mushroom head past her lips. She looks up into my eyes, and starts sucking me in inch by inch. Having taken about 5 inches, I’m at the back of her throat. Clearly she can’t take any more her airway is completely blocked off. I see her switch to breathing through her nose as she becomes accustomed to my cock in her throat. Her eye are tearing up, as her gag reflex calms down. Then I felt her tongue start to explore the underside of my cock, and then a slight head bob, fucking her face. She increased speed, as Tara came over wearing not much, pushing her tits into my side as she watched her friend blow me. Tara put her hand on Beth’s head, and started to help her impale herself on my cock. Tara hand is in her pussy rubbing her clit. I replace it with my free hand and start to play with her engorged clit. Never been in a threesome before, but this was really great. The overall feeling was amazing, and I didn’t want it to end. Beth has clearly found her rhythm, and had me rapidly reaching climax. I had two fingers in Tara love canal, and my thumb rubbing her clit. She was getting close. I warned Beth I was getting close, but she didn’t let up so I figured she wanted a taste. It had a least been a good 5 hours since Tara had emptied my balls, so I knew my load would be significant. Tara was watching my face as I was ready to blast into Beth’s throat. She was helping Beth with her hand on her head suck me off. When I started to let go with rope after rope of hot cum, Tara held Beth’s head preventing her from pulling off, allowing me to blast my until load down her throat. Looking down at her mouth wrapped around my cock, my cum was running out all around the edges. She even had cum forcing it way out of her nose. The relief for me felt wonderful, as I unloaded into her face. Beth was struggling to free her head from Tara’s helping hand, when she had her first orgasm of the night. Finally able to pull off of me, moaning and coughing up cum at the same time. Cum everywhere on her face and chest. Tara was holding her steady as she orgasmed, and recovered. My dick was coated with cum. Tara looked at me then at my dick and fell on her knees to lick and suck me clean. Once she had me clean, she continued to suck on me. Looking up into my eyes, I guess hoping that I would get hard again. At 71 years old, I know that she was working on a lost cause for at least an hour. I really unloaded into Beth’s throat. I took her hand and guided her over to the sofa. She sat down, and I pulled her pussy to the edge and dropped in front of her. She was very ready, from me fingering her. Her legs were trembling as I pulled them apart. I loved her enlarged clit, so easy to find and suck on. I avoided it for now and licked her pussy, and pushed my tongue as far into her as I could, fucking her pussy, reaching under her to push a finger around her rose bud. She came right away, almost knocking me over. Beth had recovered and I noticed she was sucking on Tara’s nipples, and fingering herself.
I headed for Tara’s blood engorged clit and started a slow suck and pull on it. Her hips were trying to keep pace with the rhythm I was using to suck on her. I pushed a finger into her rose bud hole, and she exploded again with a lose all control orgasm. Knocking Beth off of her nipples as she convulsed. Beth repositioned on the sofa next to Tara with her legs open with her obvious wish for me to eat her out. I finger fucked her, and licked in the direction of her clit. It was not nearly as visible and large as Tara’s, but as wet as she was it was ready for love. Her legs were shaking, the closer I got to her jewel. I teased it with my breath and tongue until she grabbed my head and pushed her clit onto my tongue, causing her to orgasm with a total collapse onto the sofa, straying my face with her stream of cum. My wife used to do that every once in awhile. She told me that it was so good for her when she did that. She felt great for the next couple of days. I hoped that I was able to leave the ladies with their appetite sated for sex at least for a day or so until I could recover. I headed home, for a shower and some much needed rest. I woke up the next morning with a text from Beth. It was a short video of her using her fingers to clean my cum off of her face, then sucking them clean. She must have taken it while I was busy eating Tara’s pussy. Along with the video was a short message. “yummy”.