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Subject: {ASSM} The Wanton Widow - Part 1 - Diane (ff oral seduction)
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This is a work of adult fiction and should not be viewed by minors.  I am 
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Story Codes: ff oral seduction

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The Wanton Widow - Part 1 - Diane

Chapter 1

I can't believe the situation I'm in. I just have to confess this to 
someone, or else I'll go nuts. That's why I'm writing it up. I mean here I 
am, a respectable woman in my late 30's with two teenagers, a wonderful 
husband, and a great house.

Two years ago we finally made our dreams come true with a wonderful estate 
out in the country. 20 acres of wooded, secluded land meant we were free at 
home to relax, take the occasional skinny dip without fear of notice.

I admit I'm not the young sexpot I was when Jack, my husband and I first met 
back in college. My DD cups were still nice and firm though, a fact I'm 
quite proud of. My butt's gotten a little large, and my tummy a little 
bigger, but with two kids I guess I can be cut a little slack.

Jack has a fetish for hairy women, so I leave my pubic hair natural. I admit 
(although I'm embarrassed a little to do so) that sometimes I even let the 
hair in my arm pits grow in, as it seems to turn Jack on.

Jack is so great, I love him dearly. He is still quite fit, at six foot four 
he is in great shape. Yes, his once black hair has gotten streaked with 
gray, but mine has too, I just cover it up. I think the thing I most 
appreciate is that after all these years he still desires me. Jack regularly 
plows my cunny with that 10 inch cock of his. Yes, 10 wonderful inches of 
manhood just for me! And since he had the "snip" some years ago, I could 
enjoy the feeling of his naked cock shooting it's load inside me without 
worrying about getting pregnant.

So with all that going for me, I keep asking myself, how could I have gotten 
involved with someone else? And to make it worse, another woman!


Chapter 2

It all started about three months ago. Our only close neighbors were an 
elderly couple our family kind of adopted. Jack used to cut their grass, and 
the kids and I would visit, bring cookies, etc. A path through the woods was 
quickly worn in, connecting our back yards. It had finally gotten to the 
point where they were just unable to be alone, and so decided to move in 
with their eldest daughter in Florida. The place was sold, and a widow by 
the name of Carol Peyton moved in.

I walked over one day to introduce myself, and let me tell you Carol was 
unlike any widow I ever knew! Carol wasn't much older than I, in her mid 
forties. She was in great shape, blond hair, a light tan, and wow what a set 
of tits. She made me double D's look small in comparison. Her hips were 
wide, her ass was a little plump but not bad. Same for tummy, not nearly as 
big as mine, but still not quite flat and trim, great for her age though.

Turns out Carol had married a man fifteen years her senior. An executive in 
a Chicago marketing firm, he had lived, worked, and partied hard all his 
life, which ended in a massive heart attack he had while fucking his 
secretary in the office late one night.

Being the pragmatist, Carol took the huge settlement from the insurance 
company and decided to move south to be closer to her only daughter, who was 
attending college here. Thus she had acquired the property next door.

I was a little in awe of Carol at first. I mean, she was so... well to me 
almost perfect, house was impeccable, well designed, her body was in great 
shape. But she had a way of making me feel comfortable, and soon it was like 
we'd been best friends all our lives.

OK, I know you're saying get on with it already, let's hear the good stuff. 
Well, it started kind of slow. For example, when I would walk over to 
Carol's for a morning cup of coffee, she'd greet me at the door in her short 
silk bathrobe. I could tell she was naked underneath, and got more than a 
few glimpses of skin.

Sometimes I would find her wearing a skimpy pair of panties, op top a thin 
tank top would do little to contain her massive hooters. She would even come 
to my place dressed like that, when she knew I was home alone. You couldn't 
see our houses from the road anyway, and the path through the woods was just 
as secluded.

Finally, one day I arrived to find her in just the panties, no top. "You 
caught me! I'm afraid I haven't been keeping up with the laundry. Oh well, 
just us girls." She proceeded to have coffee with me, but I can't half 
remember what I said as all I could do was stare at her massive tits and 
perky nipples.

I left early that day, ran home and had to masturbate dammit! Back in high 
school some girlfriends and I used to "experiment" with each other. To be 
honest I enjoyed it, feeling a nice soft female body against me, the taste 
of pussy. I still lick my fingers when I play with myself, but it had been a 
long time since I had been with another woman. Certainly not since I met 
Jack.

So why was I having all these lusty thoughts now? Was Carol flirting with 
me, or just comfortable? I was torn, unable to decide, so thought I might do 
a little flirting of my own to see. I just hoped I wouldn't loose my nerve.


Chapter 3

The next day Carol was due to arrive at my place. I put on a sexy pair of 
panties Jack had given to me for Valentine's day, they rode high on my 
thighs and showed off most of my ass. I let my tits hang out bare, for all 
to see. When Carol arrived, I gave her a line about not having had time to 
get dressed after seeing everyone off to work and school.

I felt like such a brazen slut, parading around in front of Carol like that. 
Was it my imagination, or did her nipples seem to get stiffer when she 
looked at me? I wasn't sure, so nothing happened that day, bad as I wanted 
it to.

I didn't have long to wait though, before things got stepped up. I went over 
to see her a few days later and found Carol lying on her back deck, 
sunbathing. She was totally naked! "Oh, hi, didn't know you were coming 
over!" she greeted me warmly.

"Uh, yeah, well I you know..." I was stammering at seeing her wonderful body 
when she got up to meet me. Her pussy was shaved, and I could see her pussy 
lips protruding out. Her breasts swayed seductively.

"I was just sunbathing, why don't you join me?" I stammered something about 
sounding like fun but not having my suit. Stupid, I know. Carol handled it 
gracefully. "Don't be silly, just us girls." She reached out and grabbed my 
shirt, lifting it over my head and freeing my tits. Tossing it aside, she 
grabbed the waist band of my shorts and tugged them down and off. Since I 
had not worn panties that day, I was now as bare a she.

"There, that's better, come on and lie down." I did, enjoying the warm sun 
on my bare skin. After about an hour, Carol said "Let's go inside and get 
some lunch." When I started to go for my clothes she grabbed my hand and 
said "Oh don't be silly, we're just gonna come back out here after lunch." 
and led me inside.

The spinach salad was wonderful, as was the home made bread, but I think it 
was the bottle of wine we consumed that really did me in. I don't normally 
drink at lunch, but Carol said "oh just a touch" and then just kept 
refilling my glass and the next thing you know we'd polished it off.

After lunch we resumed our place in the sun, our naked bodies glistening 
with sweat. Sensuous Jazz was playing in the background from a David Sanborn 
CD Carol had put on to play. The wine coursed it's way through my system, 
loosening my inhibitions, relaxing me.

I was quite calm then, when I looked over and saw Carol. Her legs were 
spread wide, her hand rubbing furiously at her clit. Her other hand was 
massaging those awesome breasts, tugging at her nipples. Seeing me stare, 
she said breathlessly, "I'm sorry Diane, I just.. oh I just had to have some 
relief, my pussy is screaming at me..."

I gave her the warmest smile, then without saying a word calmly spread my 
legs. My hand moved to my wet slit, parting my lips and diving in. I let out 
a moan as my digits worked their way over my clitty, then in and out of my 
fuck hole. I opened my eyes and caught Carol, staring at me openly, 
wantonly. I moved my hand from my wet vagina to my lips. Seductively I 
licked my fingers, sucking my own feminine juices off my hand, all while 
keeping eye contact with my friend.

Carol groaned, then mimicked my actions. I could see the creamy juices of 
her cunt, thick on her fingers as she licked them clean. My left hand 
plunged down to my pussy, fingering me. Oh I was so close, and reflexively 
reached out toward Carol with my right hand.

Carol took my hand in her left, as her right hand worked it's way back into 
her cunny. In moments we were having massive, screaming orgasms, howling 
like animals in heat under the open sun. Our hands grasped tightly as orgasm 
after orgasm swept through our bodies.

Our passion finally spent, we collapsed. I guess I passed out, as the next 
thing I knew Carol was bent over me, shaking me. "Diane? Diane? Wake up 
honey."

"Huh?" I was still in a bit of a daze as she said "It's three o'clock, your 
kids will be home from school soon."

"Oh shit." sigh. "I guess I'd better get going." Carol took my hands in hers 
and helped me to my feet.

"I had fun today." she said. "Can we do it again?"

I nodded, a big lump in my throat from the mere anticipation of it. Without 
thinking I gave her a big hug, then took off for home, running naked through 
the woods. I was so excited I'd forgotten all about my clothes.


Chapter 4

We did too, get together that is. Over the next two weeks we got together 
almost everyday for our mutual masturbation sessions. Most days it was out 
in the sun on her deck. A few times it was in her living room, sitting on 
her sofa watching a dirty movie. Once we even got carried away at lunch, 
talking about cock's (I was bragging on Jack's big prick) and went at it 
right there at the kitchen table.

As much as I enjoyed it, I suddenly realized I wanted more. Much more. Oh 
how I wanted to taste her lips, feel her nipple in my mouth, plunge my 
tongue into her soft moist slit. I wanted this woman so badly I was going 
nuts. At home I was like a mad woman, Jack was getting a real workout.

Every morning he'd wake up to me giving him a blowjob before climbing on for 
some serious fucking. Each night he'd ravage my body, shoving his thick meat 
deep inside my hungry twat. But it wasn't enough.

I just couldn't seem to satisfy the lust that burned deem inside my belly. 
When Jack was licking my cunt I was fantasizing it was Carol, her pretty 
blond head between my legs. When Jack fucked me doggy style, I would imagine 
Carol, reaming me with a big strap on dildo. I knew if something didn't 
happen soon, I'd go insane with lust.

Fortunately, Carol must have been feeling the same things. She called me the 
next morning, asking me to come over. "Well, I was just about to shower, let 
me do that and I'll be over."

"Hell Diane, I haven't even gotten out of bed yet. Come on now, we'll grab a 
shower together." Oh damn that sounded so good to me, I agreed and 
practically ran over to her house. I didn't even bother to get dressed, or 
even take clothes along I just ran naked through the woods.

When I got there, I went right to her bedroom. "Good morning!" she greeted 
me warmly. "I see you're all ready!"

"You too." I said, drinking in her naked body. She took my hand and led me 
to her bathroom. The shower stall was quite small.

"I hope you don't mind." she said. As I got in, we were brushing up against 
each other. "It's rather small in here, so we'll have to touch some."

"I don't mind at all." I said warmly. "In fact, it feels really good." I 
moved forward, taking her wet body into my arms. Our tits met, the four 
globes sliding around each other. Her hands wrapped around me as well, 
embracing me.

We stood there, our bodies pressed tightly together. Water washed over us, 
but did nothing to cool our heat. As we stared quietly into each other's 
eyes, weeks of built up lust suddenly released themselves. As if by mutual 
assent we both moved our heads forward, our lips meeting for the first time.

Our mouths pressed together, our tongues danced in each other's mouth as we 
exchanged hot, passion filled kisses. No longer content to just hold, our 
hands roamed over each other's bodies, touching intimate places. When 
Carol's hand moved between my legs, I spread them as wide as I could 
inviting her in. Her mouth lowered itself to my nipple, sucking my tit hard 
as her fingers worked their magic on my cunt. Wild with lust I bucked and 
moaned as she fingered me to the most intensely erotic climax I've had in 
years.

Before I could fully come down from my post orgasmic bliss I was attacking 
her. I grabbed her blond hair and moved her face to mine, kissing her 
savagely. I then licked and kissed my way down to those massive tits. Her 
nipples felt so good in my mouth, so stiff and firm. My fingers found their 
way to her hairless cunt, spread wide to receive them. As they slid in and 
out, my other hand explored her shapely ass, pausing to massage her anus 
every so often.

Carol let out a loud scream, then I felt a gush as she orgasmed all over my 
hand. Eagerly I brought it to my mouth, licking off her juices while she 
stared at me.

Without a word Carol turned off the water, then drug me to the bed. Not 
bothering to dry us off first she flung our bodies to her mattress. She laid 
on top of me, mashing her pussy against mine as we resumed our passionate 
kisses. After what seemed like forever she began kissing her way down my 
body, working over my tits, belly, and finally to my spread legs. Her face 
dove into my hairy cunt, licking and fingering me to cum after cum. I was 
screaming at the top of my lungs from the intensity.

Finally she moved back up, kissing her way until our lips met once again. 
This time it was my turn, as I shoved her onto her back. I took my time, 
ravishing her massive breasts with my kisses and licking. Her nipples were 
like rocks as the rolled around on my tongue. Eventually I tore myself away 
and worked down to her pouty pussy.

Oh it was so heavenly, her scent was like honeysuckle, her taste like honey. 
Warm, wet pussy juice coated my face as I licked my lover's cunt to orgasm 
after orgasm. I lost track of time and place as I lost myself in her vagina. 
Suddenly she was grabbing me by the hair and pulling me back up, breathing 
hard and shaking. We kissed again, before falling asleep in each other's 
arms.


Chapter 5

Our love affair, if you can call it that continued for the next month. 
Almost every week day was spent in her bed or mine, our naked bodies wrapped 
around each other. Carol had even gotten a big, two ended dildo which we 
used to fuck each other with.

Don't think I was neglecting Jack either. If anything I was giving him even 
more sex than I had before. I will even admit there were a few mornings he'd 
fuck me good, leaving a big load of spunk inside my pussy. The minute he 
left for work Carol was there, eating his spunk right out of my cunt. Damn 
did that ever get me off!

It also, though got me feeling guilty. I realized that even though I was 
still madly in love with my husband, I was falling for someone else too. The 
fact that the someone else was a woman made it all the more confusing.

I broke down one morning after Carol and I had made love. I just began 
crying. She didn't even have to ask what was wrong, she just seemed to know. 
"And so you feel guilty..." she concluded.

"Yes." I sniffled. "I don't want to loose what we have, but I feel like I 
can't go on sneaking around behind him."

"Well... there is one other option."

"What's that?" I asked, eager for a solution.

"We could let him join us."

"Join us! Wow, I dunno. I mean, do you think he'd go for it?"

Carol laughed. "Silly, if he's like any other red blooded male, of course he 
will. Who wouldn't want two babes like us in the sack together?"

"I guess you're right, but.. how do we do it? I just don't think I could 
tell him outright. Maybe a letter?"

"I have a better idea..." she said. Carol told me her plan, and after a bit 
of discussion I agreed to it.

So here I am, in the car with the kids on my way to visit my mom for the 
weekend. I'm very nervous, as I've left it all in Carol's hands now. What 
will Jack say when I get home?


To be continued in "The Wanton Widow - Part 2 - Jack"

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I hope you enjoyed this. If you got off while reading this, please let me 
know! If anyone wants to swap stories, or has questions you can e-mail me at
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minors.)

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