BBWSex4u: BBW Erotic Stories: Archive through July 16, 2012: Cougars

Cougar: A large, tan colored feline. A car made by Mercury, based on a Ford Mustang.
Which is what cougar meant when this story took place.

Every so often, friends who work rotating shifts will have their schedules align for a few weeks or a month. This particularly applies to law enforcement, emergency medical services, firefighters, & other first responders. So for the first time in almost a year, Peterson, a statey, & Danz, a townie, both of them best friends had their long break together.
“Dude, I’m tellin’ ya, this is guarenfuckinteed to get laid” Danz said
“Dude, just how the fuck do you plan to pull off that we’re a pair of teachers? We both look like a pair of young, healthy, corn-fed po-lees-mens” Peterson replied.
“You look like a surfer-dude with a short haircut”
“You see any fuckin’ waves around here, Dude?”
“Lookit, we just present our asses at the hotel, we register, we mingle, & we get our tubes cleaned till it’s time to go back to work. Till then, it’s just fuck fuck fuck. I’ll even pop for gas & drive.”
“Dude, I ain’t ridin’ in that high powered death machine of yours all the way up there”
“Well, I was planning on taking the Plymouth, but you can’t be afraid of that 427 Galaxie after you fly that state maintained egg beater all week.”
Peterson just snorted. He had said many times that that Galaxie was like being launched in an F-4, except the airplane only snapped your neck back once, not every shift. The Plymouth Sport Fury in question was like a police package in a two door hardtop with buckets & a console, & air conditioned.
“So how are you so cock sure of all this, Dude?”
“OK, you remember that nice teacher I had to pay a call on a few years ago?”
Which is cop speak for knock on some poor persons door & deliver really bad news
“uh huh”
“So she calls the shop & talks to the Captain, & says all kinds of nice stuff about me, & Captain Vaughn ‘recommends’ that I pay her a visit, but on my own time & have a cup of coffee with her. So I show up on her doorstep in my ODCs (off duty cop uniform) come in for coffee, & we get to talking. So after about an hour of yakking, we get around to the state teachers convention, right? Turns out it’s really an orgy that they pick up their education credits at. But it’s really a fuckfest. Dude, I was so horny when I left there, I had to go home & beat off. Barely made it out her door. You remember that screwballfuck art teacher I went out with? Turns out she goes up there, gets three guys to do her at the same time. One on each tit & the other face down on her like a submarine. The old girl swears it’s true.”
“You are a degenerate fuck.”
They called ahead & reserved rooms as Mr Peterson & Mr Danz. Each checked in with just an AWOL bag with ARMY printed on it. Peterson’s said “AVIATION” on the other side. The desk clerk, who had worked in hotels all her life thought these two didn’t look a bit like any teachers she had ever seen. She thought she saw badges in their wallets.
The lecture hall next door was a huge auditorium, bigger than a movie theater. The guys walked in wearing the shorts & polo shirts they had bought on the way up. Surfer dude cut-offs & a tee shirt that said “police” on it were a little too obvious. Danz sang a line from a Jan & Dean song. “Two girls for every boy” A thin brassy blonde blew a kiss at Peterson, while a brunette with short hair & built like a fireplug winked at Danz.
“We’re on, Dude. We’ve been invited”
“She looks like Gertie, Dude”
“No fuckin way, she ain’t Gertie”
Gertie was a whore that worked the far end of the township, out on the state road. She never got arrested, because that would mean putting the old, diseased hag in the police car, & no way that was happening. Something might jump off of her & bite.
Peterson shot his best friend a look that said “next time, I’m gonna push you out of the helicopter” then went over & sat next to Loretta, who up close didn’t really look like Gertie. She wore “Daisy Duke” cut offs, & no bra, as far as he could tell. Loretta was mid-forties, sorta. Peterson was twenty eight.
Danz found his way over to Rhonda. She had big, puffy lips, a round face to go with her heavy, short body, thick thighs. She wore a baggy button up shirt & loose Bermuda shorts. The loose shirt concealed her braless tits. Danz made her for late forties. He was twenty six.
“Ladies & gentlemen, the presentation for credit is beginning very shortly. Please give us your full attention” The announcer knew better. Danz & Rhonda were already holding hands.
When the lights went out, Peterson heard a zipper next to him. Loretta leaned into his ear, bit it, & said “finger fuck me, get me all bothered”
He put his hand into her shorts, found she had no panties on, & also had no cunt hair. She wriggled so he could get his hand farther into her pants, & his middle finger up inside her hairless pussy. Loretta’s heavy breathing got even heavier as he wiggled his finger inside her. She put her lips to his ear. The woman behind them moaned. “Oh yes oooohh”
Loretta’s cunt was wet & sloppy by now. Her hips moved slowly.
“All night, can you come with me all night? Oh, I just came. Finger my hole, Baby! Let me feel your dick”
She felt the long, rock hard lump in Peterson’s pants. He almost came. He had to move her hand off his cock, & take his hand out of her pants. He was panting too. If he didn’t quit when he did, he’d of shot his load into his underwear. That would be unacceptable.
Danz was happy with Rhonda. Short, fat chicks were just his speed. Her full, thick lips looked delicious, & he’d find out the rest soon. When the lights went out & the movie started, she turned to him & said, “I love to kiss, do you?” Sometime into the kiss they both wondered if there had been a better kisser in their lives. His hand found its way to Rhonda’s inner thigh & up the pant leg of her shorts. He was caressing her thigh, & could run his fingers over her panty covered pussy.
“I love what you’re doing to me Honey. Touch me. Please. I want you so bad. That’s so nice.” She said as he slipped his finger into her panties. He felt her wet heat as he parted her lips with his finger. It was an awkward position to be in, with his hand up her pants leg & under her panties, but he was able to touch & fondle her clit. She was murmuring in his ear, and then went back to kissing. She had slid down in the seat & opened her legs as wide as she could.
“I love this Honey. I can’t wait to get you back to my room. Do you like foreplay Honey? I love it. I can do foreplay all night long.”
She moaned a little when she came again.
Sounds of sexual ecstasy filled the auditorium. The longer the training film went, the hotter & hornier the people got. A woman in back cried out. A man somewhere in the middle groaned loudly. The only reason people were staying was to get their certificate for the mandatory education credits. Very few, if any could explain what the training was.
Mercifully, the film ended, almost everybody was re-dressed when the lights came back on. Training certificates were issued, & the two guys hardly had a chance to look at each other while following their dates up to their rooms. Loretta was naked by the time she reached the bed. Peterson’s underwear hit the floor just after her Daisy Dukes. They stood checking each other out. He was fit, just over six feet, with dark hair, & enough penis to make her very happy. She had just a bit of a paunch, with a long face & shaggy short blonde hair. Her tits were very small & saggy, with large, dark nipples. He wondered what color her cunt hair was if it had been there.
“Lay down” she ordered. It was obvious he was in bad shape, & needed to cum. He lay on his back, his dick rising almost eight inches above him. She got between his open legs & took him into her mouth. Her lips closed on the head as she licked it while bobbing her head up & down on it. “Don’t cum in my mouth” she managed to say.
Peterson, who had amazing staying power, lasted ninety-three seconds. She felt him throbbing in her mouth & pulled off just in time for his first jet to go in her hair, the next two splattered her small tits, & the rest went on his dick hairs. Already on his back, he collapsed into himself. His eyes closed to slits.
“You get ten minutes to rest, & then you can return the favor” she smiled at him “You look like a lizard with your eyes like that”
“Most people think I’m a surfer”
“OK you’re a surf-lizard. By the way, what are you? You’re sure not a teacher.”
“I can barely swim, I’m not a surfer”
“The question stands, you’re not a teacher” At least she was smiling when she said it.
The last thing Peterson wanted to do was explain how he got into a teachers convention to her. He helped her onto her back, & quickly put his face into her bald pussy. He started licking her lips, then sucking them into his mouth. Loretta turned on right away. Her breathing got heavier, her hips moved a little, & she drew her knees up & put her feet on his shoulders. He took her nipples in both hands & rolled them between his thumb & fingers. Then, with a mouth full of her cunt, he answered the question. Sort of.
“Imaschaatwoor’ (I’m a state trooper)
He sucked her lips harder, making her arch up her back & gasp for air. He probed her cunt with his tongue until he found her clit. It grew with a few flicks of his tongue, & he sucked it into his mouth. Loretta’s legs were wide open, & she was pushing up into his face.
“Suck harder, pinch my tits, harder, more, yes, yes”
He was afraid of hurting her, but the rougher he got, the more she liked it. He was really abusing her big, dark nipples, & she seemed to orgasm with every pinch & roll. He came up for air to speak to her.
“Honey, tell me if I hurt you”
“Don’t stop, keep going, make me feel you doing me, don’t fuckin stop.”
He sucked her clit again, even harder. Surprisingly, he found he was getting all turned on by the rough sex he was giving her. He felt himself getting hard again, so soon after he had a massive orgasm. He kept tonguing her for a while more, till he was sure he was hard enough. She was kind of in a sex coma by then, just laying there with her legs down his back, enjoying the sensations. He got up on his knees & put his dick on her pussy lips. He felt her throb on his dick. He slid just the head into her, & waited for her reaction.
“Fuck me, fuck me deep in my hole, shove it in me”
He was big enough that he had hurt a few women. He entered her gently, feeling her cunt squeeze & throb on him. When he got all the way in her, she wrapped her legs around his back & bucked.
“Pound me, pound that cunt, harder, fuck my hole good. Bite my tits. Bite harder”
Her throbbing cunt was going to suck another orgasm out of him. His back arched, he slammed into her four or five times, & let it go deep inside her. Then he dropped on top of her, eight inches of cock still buried in her. All Loretta could say was “Wow, you can fuck me anytime you want to”
Danz followed Rhonda back to her room, through the door, & onto the bed still dressed. Rhonda held him close, locking him in a kiss, not that he minded at all. She was a fantastic kisser, & truth be told, he really liked cuddling too. When she wasn’t kissing, she loved to have her neck kissed, licked, & gently sucked, but not enough to leave marks. While sucking her neck, he got to fondle her breasts. Surprisingly, she didn’t react to that, even as he caressed them & gently fondled her tan nipples. She dis-engaged from him to get out of her pants & the turquoise panties he had his finger into.
“Roll onto your back Honey. I want you now.”
Danz lost his pants & complied.
“I’m glad you’re small, I know you won’t hurt me.”
She straddled him & squatted down, taking him inside her. That made her smile & give out a gasp.
“Yes! Honey”
He looked up into her eyes, smiled back at her, & finally got a look at her body. She was built more like a beer barrel with medium size tits & tan nipples. Short, black hair covered her pudgy mound. Her legs weren’t fat at all, just her belly. She sat up on him, not moving much at all. He felt her cunt throbbing, growing more in intensity. Her eyes became narrower, her breathing faster, her face dreamier. Her cunt spasmed as she gasped. She still didn’t move much. His hands on her sides kneaded her.
“Honey, I just came a lot. I love having you inside me. I’m going to make you cum now”
Rhonda moved forward & back, riding Danz’ cock. He held her sides & belly, then dropped his hands to her thighs. She fell forward meeting his lips while squeezing her cunt muscles. There was no chance he could hold out any longer. She continued squeezing as he released inside her. She broke the kiss long enough to say “Yes Baby, that’s it, let me have all of it. Give it to me Honey. Oh Yes, so good” Her tongue entered his mouth again, & stayed there even as she rolled off him & onto her side.
“I don’t want to squash you, I’m too heavy”
“No you’re not, you feel really good. You’re awesome to cuddle with”
Nobody had ever told her that before, especially that rotten husband of hers, he had called her repulsive.
“You don’t really mean that.” She said
“Yeah, I really do” He pulled her in closer.
She put her face in the crook of his shoulder, holding him till he fell asleep, as most guys do after they cum. Then she got up, went to the bathroom, & saw two wallets in his pockets. Not knowing why somebody would carry two wallets, she checked them out. One had a badge & police ID card in it. Then she looked at him, looking for something to hit him with. Her knee missed his nuts, but landed in his belly, all her weight behind it, followed by a hard slap across his face, followed by a closed fist to his nose. She had learned those moves when she had been married to that rotten son-of-a-bitch husband of hers.
“You bastard. You & that guy came here just to stick your dick into some teacher. Are you happy with yourself now? Mission accomplished, you fucked me. Tell me, is he a cop too?”
He held her shoulders, as she punched him in the eye. It dawned on Rhonda, as mad & as hurt as she was that he could have stopped her anytime he wanted, & if he did, it wouldn’t have been pleasant. She realized he had never lied to her. She just assumed he was, even with the un-stylish short hair & good physical condition, a teacher. He never said anything about it, & he had every right to be furious about her going through his wallet. He still held her shoulders.
“First, you’re right, & I’m very sorry, I came here to get laid. I heard about the convention from somebody I had to deal with at work. Will you listen to the rest without hitting me, please?”
She just looked at him. Then she really looked at him. She saw the hurt look on his face, the ‘I’m sorry, I have really fucked this up” look. Everything had been good till this.
“You get one chance. Don’t fuck it up”
She took his hands off her shoulders, but held them in her own. She wanted this to be right. He had been such a nice guy to her. It was a long explanation.
“Was everything you said to me true?”
“Yes, everything.”
“Do you still plan on seeing me after the convention is over?”
“Only if you promise not to knee drop me or punch me out”
She laughed a little at that. “I promise” His eye was swelling.
“I need to lie down, Hon. I got a headache. I’m not sure why.”
That produced sort of a giggle. She lay next to him. Gingerly, she put her arm around him. He returned the hug. They lay there cuddling for a long time, and then finally kissing.
“You got any aspirin?” he asked “I feel like I got run over”
She dug then out of her purse.
“You could have stopped me any time. Why didn’t you?”
“I didn’t want to hurt you”
“Where were you twenty-five years ago when I married that rat-fuck?”
“You really want to know that? Shitting in my diapers. I’m only twenty-six.”
“I’m fifty-three, is that going to be a problem?”
“Not for me” he said. “However, coffee deprivation will be. C’mon, I’m starving”
“Hold me for two more minutes, please. Then I’m buying dinner”
The awesome sex continued for the next couple nights, until the last night arrived. The teachers could go back to their summer break, & the two cops had to go back to work. By then, Peterson was pretty sure he would survive sex with Loretta, & even liked her, surprising himself. Unfortunately, she lived over six hours away. Danz became Rhonda’s confessor. She lay in his arms & used his soft, absorbent shoulder to tell her life story. She had good reason to hate her ex. Fucking the twenty two year old next door neighbor was the least of it.
Loretta was asleep naked on her back when Peterson woke up for a pee. She had proven that she liked it rough & rougher. He parted her legs & fingered her pussy to make sure she was wet enough. That made her stir a little. He mounted her, drove his almost eight inch dick into her as he pinned her down by her tits, pinching her nipples. He slam fucked her, then drove it all the way in & ground her. He got her into a position so he could get his mouth on her tits, & bit her. Hard. The pounding lasted the better part of an hour. Loretta made every kind of sexual noise ever heard. The bed sounded like it was going to disintegrate. She finally arched up & sank her teeth into his shoulder.
“I gotta stop. No more. You win.” He pulled out, stroked it a few times, & shot a little tiny load on her belly. “Where did you ever learn to fuck like that?”
Peterson just gave her a shiteating grin.
Danz decided he’d really miss Rhonda. She only lived an hour or so away, & he fully intended to see her again, whenever his schedule allowed. She’d rolled over on her back with no covers over her. He moved enough to get her tan nipple in his mouth. He sucked it, very gently, licking the tip. He caressed her other breast, kneading it gently. She had never responded to breast play before. Now, she breathed a little harder. She gave a little moan of pleasure. He kissed his way down her belly, into her short black cunt hair, & licked gently on her lips. Before she could object, he found her clit with his tongue. He licked it while he put a finger inside of her. She had told him she thought oral sex was gross. His plan was to prove her wrong. Her bouncing hips told him it was working. He took his finger out of her, put both arms under her legs & around her, kneading her big belly. His tongue was doing all the work now. Mostly licking her clit, but also running up & down her pussy lips. Rhonda was fully awake now, pumping her hips franticly, holding the back of his head. It was a long, low moan. She arched up, her ass off the bed, her legs clamped on his head. She gushed pussy juice in his face. She couldn’t see the huge smile on his face. She was still moaning & bouncing her hips. She relaxed enough that her legs opened & Danz could breathe again.
“Oh—My—God, what did you just do to me? I’ve never cum like that in my life. That was amazing”
“I’m so glad you enjoyed it, wanna do it again?”
“Always, but wait a bit for now”
The kiss lasted almost the rest of the night.
Everybody had to go home. The teachers could enjoy the rest of the summer off. Another successful convention had closed. Nobody walked quite right. In a parking garage full of putt-putt cars & six cylinder Nova, Falcons & Darts, the rumble of a big V-8 Plymouth echoed off the concrete walls. Anybody who saw them inside, & saw them in that car, was suspicious. Teachers couldn’t afford to feed that thing. The two guys were gone before anybody thought to ask them any questions.

The Mercury dealer across from the gas station had a beautiful gold Cougar in the front line. The sign in the windshield said “big block 4 speed”. Peterson was salivating.
“Dude, that’s got you written all over it. Let’s go check it out”
The Cougar was as good as it looked. Perfect black interior, gauges, air conditioned, 4-on-the-floor, & a Cobra Jet 428 under the hood. His ID card allowed him to write a credit union check & drive it home. The dealer even filled the tank with super premium for him.
Peterson had a phenomenal week. Danz’ was right enjoyable too. The girls went home with addled smiles too.

Present Day
The story Peterson heard at work, & had to share with Danz involved an assault at a retirement community at the western edge of the state. The trooper, who never wrote it up but swears it’s true, involved a mid-eighties woman with a shag haircut, & a shaved hoo-ha (the trooper knew) riding the face of a guy in his late seventies, whose wife walked in on them, caught them dead to rights, & wailed away on both of them with her walking stick. It was one of those moments in law enforcement.