By bbwjoanne on Thursday, December 8, 2022 - 8:47 am:
If you had told me 3 years ago I would be doing some of the things I am now, I would have said you are crazy. I am a 56-year-old, married BBW from Louisiana. My husband works out of town and is gone most of the time. A couple years ago, I realized life was passing me by at a pretty good pace and I wasn’t having fun.
Something was missing and I realized it was sex. When he does come home, we have sex a few times, but I found myself wanting something new and different.
I didn’t know what I wanted to do about it. I had never even begun to think of cheating before, but the thought of another man and some fun started to really eat away at me. I found myself laying in bed and in the shower masturbating and thinking about being with another man. The orgasms I would have would be intense. I am 4’11” 190ish, red hair, green eyes, and a healthy 44D.
I soon took an interest in my appearance and started wearing makeup when I would go out. He didn’t like me wearing it, so I had to go out and buy some. I also started dressing a little more freely, wearing tops to show off my breasts and cleavage. I started to notice men looking at me, especially my breasts, and it turned me on. I would get wet and end up hurrying home to take care of the problem.
I finally decided I wanted to go out and see what I could find. Needless to say, I had mixed emotions about all this. I felt guilty, yet at the same time my curiosity was getting the best of me. I hadn’t been with another man in almost 28 years. I started snooping around and found a bar I decided I wanted to go try. I found out that they had a lady’s night on Friday nights, and decided it was now or never.
Friday came, and that morning I laid my clothes for that evening’s adventure out on the bed. I had chosen a black skirt that hit me about mid-thigh and a white silk, low cut silk blouse and heels. I was nervous all day, yet at the same time looking forward to going out. I was getting a little, well, a lot more nervous about it. I felt guilty, yet at the same time I was dying to see what another mans touch felt like.
Late afternoon arrived and I started getting dressed for my first expedition in bar life. I got a shower and stepping out of the shower looked at myself in the mirror. As I dressed, I kept telling myself this was going to be fun, and I deserved it. Getting dressed, I put on a sexy silk lace bra and left a couple buttons undone on my blouse. I out on my makeup and some bright red shiny lipstick. Looking at myself in the full-length mirror, I thought I looked pretty good. I had put on some nice cologne, and for whatever reason, I sprayed some on my bush. I had a lot of red pubic hair and figured I might as well smell good all over.
I got t the bar around 8 and it was already a busy place. I looked around when I went in and spied a place at the bar near the end of the large room. It was noisy and as I worked my way to the stool, I noticed guys checking me out. I had made sure my wedding ting was easy to see. I figured with it, I could be a little more picky because guys wouldn’t think I was there for anything.
I was nervous and at the same time excited. Reaching the stool, I asked the guy beside me if anybody was sitting there, and he told me to go ahead. I sat down and ordered a glass of wine. The guy on my left side and I soon struck up a conversation. He was around my age and was in town for a meeting and had been staying in a nearby motel and decided to get out and enjoy the evening. We were enjoying our conversation and we had a few drinks.
I had wondered over and over in my mind what it would be like, and I soon found out. He placed his hand on my knee. When he did, I thought I would melt. It felt so good, another man doing that to me. He smiled and I smiled back, and he started rubbing my leg. Seeing I didn’t mind, he worked his way up my thigh with his hand. I didn’t offer to spread my legs for him, but my clit was on fire and throbbing.
He finally asked me if I would want to sit at a table, and eyeing one, I picked out one a little secluded and in the corner. I told him I was going to the restroom before we went to the table. Once in the stall, I had the temptation to masturbate, but held off. My pussy was wet with anticipation and so I decided to het rid of the panties I had worn, so I took them off and threw them away. I also decided to show off some, and took my bra off and let the girls be free. Being a see-through top, it was easy to see my hard nips and areola. I left a couple extra buttons undid so he could see and enjoy my assets.
I threw the wet panties in the garbage and my bra went in my purse. Going back toward the table, I felt like every eye in the place was looking at me. When I got back and sat down, my new friend commented about the view being much better now. He soon had his warm hand stroking my thigh again, and this time I scooted up toward the edge of the seat and spread my legs. He slowly worked his way up my inner thigh and smiled as his fingers reached my pubic hair. Playing in it for a minute, his finger finally found my swollen clit. When he touched it, it was like electric shooting thru me. He played there for a minute before he finally stuck a finger inside my sticky wet and wanting hole. At the same time. I reached over and felt his rock-hard cock through his jeans. He didn’t say a word and leaned toward me and while I was holding his cock, our lips met. I can’t even begin to tell how good it felt. Any inhibitions or guilt I had felt earlier were long gone and I knew I was going to bed with him.
My breasts were below the top of the table, and I undid yet 2 more buttons on my blouse. When nobody was looking, I sat up a little, arched my back and he got to see my exposed breasts. When I had lowered myself in the chair again, his finger came out of my pussy and went for my nipple. I felt my sticky juices on my nipple and that just made me that much more aroused. We finished our drinks, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I leaned over and whispered to him, asking if he wanted to go back to his room. All I got was a smile for an answer. We got up to leave and I didn’t even bother to button my blouse back up. For the most part my breasts were exposed and on display for the patrons. I didn’t care at that point; I just had a pussy that was screaming for attention. Walking down the street the short distance to the motel, the cool air hitting my breasts felt so good. I reached over teasingly a couple times and grabbed his still hard cock. I knew he was wanting me as badly as I wanted him.
We got to his room, and he couldn’t get the door open quick enough. We stepped in and as soon as we were inside, he undid the last, bottom button on my blouse, and it hit the floor. I stood there in front of him topless, unashamed, and ready for some hot sex. I undid my skirt and it too fell to the floor. I was standing nude in front of this stranger, like I was being inspected. He took me in his arms and held me tight while we kissed.
Reaching down I undid the button on his jeans and unzipped them. When I did, his hard cock, the cock I had been wanting so much for so many months was right there in front of me. I slowly got down on my knees. I couldn’t get his hard cock in my mouth quick enough. It was maybe eight and a half inched and was so thick. Overall, it was much bigger than my husbands, and it just was so wickedly wonderful having another man’s cock in my mouth. I know it was longer, but it only seemed like a couple of minutes before he said he was going to cum.
Reaching up, I put my arms around his legs and pulled him closer, and as I did, a blast of his hot cream hit my tongue. He pulsed several times as he emptied his full balls into my waiting mouth. I greedily sucked down every drop of his warm, creamy, goodness.
He got me up off my knees and laid me on the bed. Laying down beside me, he kissed me. Our tongues met in fiery passion. He slowly moved down my cheek and neck and his mouth and tongue met my breasts. He took his time, teasing them both with his tongue, lips, and teeth, before gently sucking my rock-hard nipples. At the same time his hand slowly moved down my tummy and made it way to my hairy patch. His fingers played there and slowly worked their way to my swollen clit. It was rock hard and wanting some attention. He rubbed it gently between his fingers. He was so gentle; I hardly could handle it. He stopped, and his finger moved down and found that place he had found at the bar. I simply laid back and enjoyed the moment as his finger entered my hot sticky hole.
Another man exploring my most secret place, I was so wrapped up in the moment, I released a massive orgasm. I shook as I came all over his finger. He pulled it up to his lips and licked it all off. I had not experienced anything like this since before I was married. I was being worshiped by this man.
Tasting my cum on his finger he smiled and immediately started licking me. His tongue played on my clit and went inside of my hole. He used it like a scoop and got all my juices on it as he could. I was literally shaking from the intensity of all this. It was so wrong yet felt too good to ignore. I guess if there really such a thing is as selling your soul to the devil, I had done it in exchange for the sex I was having with this man. I was literally shaking from all this attention. When I could finally stand it no longer, I simply said “Please, please fuck me.”
He knew I needed his cock. He repositioned himself, over me and soon I felt his hard cock on the lips of my pussy. He paused a minute, smiling at me, before finally shoving it inside me. I was so wet it slid right in me. IT felt great to me. Any shame or regrets were long gone. Besides with his cock inside my married pussy it was too late for all that. If there was any regret, I knew next time it would be easier for me. “Wow” I thought to myself. I was laying here in bed being used by this stranger I had met in a bar, and I am already thinking about my next time. That thought sent me into an orgasm.
I came several times after that. He finally told me he was ready, and I lay there in anticipation of his load of hot sum deep inside me. I wanted him to flood me with it. I felt his cock convulse and then the strands began to stream inside my cum thirsty pussy. I thought of our juices mixing together inside me, and I came one last time. Finally, we were done. I had done it. I had gone out and found the attention I was needing. It had felt so great for me. He pulled out of me and laid there. It had been perfect. I now felt like a complete woman again.
By winemaker1960 on Thursday, December 8, 2022 - 12:51 pm:
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By bbwjoanne on Friday, December 9, 2022 - 5:25 am:
Me from my first session posing nude. I really enjoyed it and love showing my body. when I am out at bars, if I am shooting pool and leaned over to shoot, guys love walking by and rubbing my ass.
By bbwjoanne on Friday, December 9, 2022 - 5:27 am:
By mnken on Saturday, December 10, 2022 - 12:51 pm:
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