I sat in my car and scoped out the possibilities. There was one Hispanic kid doing tricks and twisting around. He looked athletic in his tight-fitting shirt and baggy surfer shorts. I sat in my car and scoped out the possibilities. There was one Hispanic kid doing tricks and twisting around. He looked athletic in his tight-fitting shirt and baggy surfer shorts.
It had been a long day. As a school guidance counselor, I was allowed to work from home. This was nice as it allowed me some freedom to indulge in my secret life in private. Yet, once a week, I was required to show up on the campus and attend a departmental meeting. These were a total waste of time, but I had no choice. I would sit in the conference room, daydreaming about my next encounter with some young stud’s dick, while the leader droned on and on. It was frightfully boring, and I couldn’t wait to escape.
We were excused after 3 p.m. The local high school let out at 3:30. I knew that all the young hunks went to the video arcade or grabbed their skateboards and dispersed to the skatepark. There was a group of guys who routinely played basketball at the neighborhood park. I left my meeting and went to a local café for a quick bite to eat. After my meal I visited the bathroom. When I finished peeing, I slipped my undies off and shoved them in my purse. I had an agenda and no panties was an essential part of the plan.
In my car, I cruised by the skateboard park. There were only a few diehards there. I sat in my car and scoped out the possibilities. There was one Hispanic kid doing tricks and twisting around. He looked athletic in his tight-fitting shirt and baggy surfer shorts. I got out of the car and sauntered over to the small bleachers, planting my tight little derriere on the first row, facing the skaters. I had sunglasses on so no one could see where I was looking, and I held my cellphone as if I was reading messages. Actually, I was watching the skaters, trying to *********** the best one. The Hispanic kid looked like the most promising so every time he skated near me, I spread my legs enough so that he could see my hairless pussy. After about three passes, he stopped in front of me, about 10 yards distant. He stared at me, his eyes trained on my crotch. I encouraged him by spreading my legs just that much wider.
He just stood there, his jaw hanging down, a mesmerized look on his face. Finally, I crooked my finger, motioning him to come over. In disbelief, he looked over his shoulder thinking that I was motioning to someone behind him. Seeing no one, he pointed to his chest and mouthed “Me?” I shook my head affirmatively. He dropped his skateboard, jumped on it and glided over to me. I patted the seat next to me.
“Do you like what you’ve been staring at?”
Flustered, he hemmed and hawed. “Well … uhhh … sorry … uh, I didn’t mean to stare.”
“What’s your name?”
“Juan.”
“Pleased to meet you, Juan. You come here often? I was watching you and you seem to have mastered that board pretty well.”
“I only visit here once in a while.” Obviously nervous, he fidgeted and squirmed.
“Well, it looks like you know how to handle a skateboard. Have you learned how to handle anything else?”
His face twisted into confusion, not sure what I was asking. I continued. “What I mean is, have you learned how to handle girls? Do you have a girlfriend, Juan?”
“Well, sort of. There’s a girl who lives in the apartment building that lets me make out with her. Is that what you mean?”
“You’re on the right track, Juan. Does she give you blowjobs?”
This invasive, personal question threw him for a loop. He blushed beat red and stammered “Uh … sort of … ummm … I mean ….”
I cut him short. “Let’s go sit in my car and you can tell me all about it, okay?”
As soon as we were in the car I reached over and put my hand where his cock would be. He didn’t react any more than giving me a wide-eyed stare in disbelief. I fondled his groin until I felt his dick reacting. It was firming up nicely and seemed to be of good size. Without allowing him to object, I slid my hand up the leg of his baggy shorts and wrapped my hand around his dick. It was now full, hard and erect. It felt to be of good size, at least 7 inches and I knew that it would feel good sliding down my throat. “Lift your butt and pull those shorts down a bit. You’ll be glad you did.”
As soon as his cock sprang free, standing straight up, I leaned into it. My lips encircled his fat glans, and my tongue went to work on his sensitive underside. He let out some satisfied moans as I began taking more and more of his delightful cock in my mouth. One hand cradled his balls, and I got my rhythm going. I’d start at the head and slowly slide my mouth down, all the way, my nose pressing into his pubes. I’d bob my head an inch or so, squeezing his frenulum with my deepthroat muscles. Then I’d slowly raise my head. When my lips got back to the end, I’d do it all again. Juan was twitching as I gave him a deluxe mouthfuck in slow motion. His breathing was shallow and his moans and groans let me know that he was having as much fun as I was. My pussy was on fire, wet and having spasms. With his whole cock down my throat, I held it there as I exercised my throat muscles, tightening them and loosening them. He was bucking now and when I made my next move he lost it. I made a series of five quick strokes, tip to balls, in rapid succession as I squeezed and fondled his balls. Unable to hold it any longer, Juan erupted with several strong shots of his creamy cum. Some went straight down my throat, and some stayed in my mouth for me to savor and enjoy.
“Maybe you should come to the skatepark more often, Juan. Either that or teach your girlfriend to do what I just did. Now, I have another engagement, but I’d like to see you again. I want to introduce you to my bald friend that you were staring at a few minutes ago.” I got his digits and he left a satisfied boy.
I was now charged up. I had gotten to suck an Hispanic cock of decent size. There was plenty of cum to swallow and I had enjoyed myself. But my pussy was dripping, it was throbbing. I needed some more relief. I needed more cock.
I drove by the basketball court and, much to my delight, there were two pickup games going on. The players were predominantly black youth and, for the most part, they were tall for their age. I played my game the same way as at the skatepark. I settled in on the bleachers near the pile of bags, clothes, water bottles and all the accouterments young men carry. There were a few guys sitting at the other end of the bleachers, waiting to be swapped out for someone on the court. Sure enough, after about 5 minutes, a couple of players headed toward the bleachers and the bench sitters replaced them. As the two approached me, looking for their towels, I worked my magic and gave them a clear shot up my skirt. When they were finished wiping the sweat from their bodies, their attention turned to me. They studied my clean cunt, jostling each other. I heard one of them say “Damn, that looks like nice fuckable white pussy, you know?” The other one said, “I’d slam that shit in a heartbeat.”
Seeing my calling card read so clearly, I stood and walked over to the bathrooms. As I got there, I stopped and turned, looking directly at my two admirers. My body language made it clear what I wanted as I nodded my head in a “come here” motion. They took the bait and approached. “Both of you. In the room, now or never.”
Once in the bathroom, I hiked my skirt up around my waist. I looked at the young guys and gave my orders. “I want one of you in my mouth and the other up my pussy. Then you can switch. Drop the shorts, gentlemen. I’m ready for some fun.” My cunt was wet from the anticipation. When they dropped their shorts, my cunt got a flash. These young studs were hung! One was easily 8 inches, the other a tad bit longer. Oohhh … I was in for a treat!
I bent over at the waist and grabbed the longer cock. As I wrapped my lips around it, I felt the other one parting my pussy lips. With his strong hands on my hips, his thrusts were successful in filling my cunny. The feeling of having a big cock fill me, a black one at that, inspired me. I sunk my head down on the other dick, taking it halfway in. A few head bobs and it was fully down my throat. After stroking my head up and down a few times, I felt his hands on my head, and he started fucking my mouth. He’d go deep, all the way, with every stroke. Meanwhile, my cunt was getting a thrashing from behind. The bull was fucking me hard, pulling my hips back as he pushed forward. I tried something new, something I had read about. I used one hand to clutch the ball sack that was wildly swinging around in front, slapping my chin. The other hand reached between my legs and, stretching a bit, my hand found the other set of nuts smashing into my pubes. With a big dick in my mouth and another fucking my cunt, I hung onto these balls for dear life. I was delirious.
After some spirited sex, I slapped the front guy’s thighs, and he pulled his cock out of my mouth. I sputtered and stammered, “Let’s switch up, guys. Give each of you a try at my other hole.” They chuckled but complied. Once in position, we repeated what we had been doing. The longer cock came first, spewing quarts of cum into my vagina. Then the mouthfucker let loose with a cum load that nearly gagged me. There was so much cum that some spilled out of my mouth before I could swallow it. He used his ebony shaft to smear it around on my face, spanking and flogging me with his pole.
“You young men have just given this slutty cougar the best time I’ve had in months. I can’t thank you enough.” With that, I smoothed my skirt and vanished out the door. As I was pulling out of the parking lot, I saw my two lovers in a huddle, pointing my way and rocking their hips to show their buddies how they had fucked me.