Becoming a Cougar Ch. 02

In the first chapter, as a young woman, I married a wealthy, middle aged guy. We were very happy and together had a son named Matt. Our sex life was a bliss, especially when Matt started going to school and allowed us more time together. Then a disaster struck: My loving husband died in a car accident. After the initial shock, I resumed my exercise and yoga routines and regained my attractive figure. One day I went to Baker Beach and met a youngster who offered to put suntan lotion on my body. I agreed, and later we ended up in his hotel room, having wild sex.

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In the following days, scenes from my bizarre unplanned encounter with the young stranger kept popping into my brain. His giant cock danced before my eyes and tantalized me. I was constantly aroused, not knowing how to handle my heightened libido. My toys were no longer satisfying. I started reading Literotica, mostly about stories involving older women with younger men.

In one of these stories, the author mentioned Mon Chalet in Aurora, CO. I got curious and checked the web site and read more about the place. It was a hotel with less than 10 specialty rooms and a common area with 2 large jacuzzis and a swimming pool. The common area was clothing optional with good opportunities to encounter new people. It was a faraway location from my town, which was another thing I liked. The likelihood of being recognized in Mon Chalet was slim.

I debated whether to go there, but since meeting the young guy, my horniness just didn't let go. So I reserved a room for a single night, and on a Tuesday I flew to Denver. I arrived afternoon and checked the room, which was actually a suit. In addition to a large bed, it had a fireplace, a hot tub, a TV showing porno movies, and a variety of sexual devices I haven't used before like a swing and a love machine. It seemed cozy and comfortable and the only thing missing was somebody to share it with...

Later in the evening, I had a glass of wine I bought on my way to the hotel, wore a light blue bikini and walked to the main area. It was fairly crowded already in and around the pool. People of all ages were mostly naked with few women topless and only a single lady in a swimsuit.

I went to one of the 2 large whirlpools, removed my bikini and sat in the bubbly water. In the jacuzzi there was an older couple, and a balding middle aged man. When I entered, everyone of them checked me out. I ignored them, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the hot water on my skin as I floated on the surface.

About 10 minutes later, a black couple joined us. My eyes were shut when they entered, and I heard them when they were already near me in the water. I opened my eyes and the young girl chuckled, "Sorry ma'am if we woke you up."

I smiled, "It's OK. By the way, you have an accent. Where are you from?"

Both gazed at me, and the girl said, "We are originally from Kenya. We are both juniors in the University of Colorado." They looked young, cheerful, and eager to talk. The guy had a deep voice, and he asked, "And where are you from?"

"I was visiting Denver, heard about Mon Chalet, and decided to see what this place was all about."

The girl grinned, "This is my fiancé, David, and my name is Mercy. Nice to meet you. It's our 3rd time here. We like it because you can feel free to shed your clothes without anybody judging you as a pervert. We heard rumors about creeps who occasionally come by, but we haven't seen any yet. It could be because I am well protected." She hugged David, who grinned lovingly.

They planned to visit San Francisco in the summer and wanted to hear about the city. They listened intently as their hands caressed each other under the water. The thought of them playing around aroused me. While talking, I also inspected their faces. Mercy was cute with big eyes, straight nose, large lips, and curly black hair. David's face was very manly with square jaw. They were sitting and their bodies up to their necks were under water.

As I described Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco, I stood up and realized both ogled my tits. I continued talking about the city, when Mercy stood up too. She was lean, athletic, and with B/C cup boobs. Her dark skin was flawless. Mercy mentioned she wanted to drink water and got out of the jacuzzi.

My eyes followed her gorgeous body and I commented to David, "Your girl is beautiful."

He laughed, "Yes she is, and I love her. But you are exceptionally attractive yourself."

"Oh, thank you. Do you always say nice things to older ladies?"

"Not really. I never paid attention to chronological age. Your face is pretty and your large tits are sexy."

I giggled, "Be careful. Your woman will be back soon. If she hears you talking about me this way, she might get upset."

"You are wrong. When we first entered the jacuzzi, you floated with your eyes closed. Mercy chose to sit near you and claimed you had a terrific set of tits. I agreed."

"You two are very open minded, aren't you?"

"Yes, ma'am. We think that if you really love somebody, you should not hide your feelings or thoughts."

"It reminds me; I didn't tell you my name yet. It's Sonia."

"Please to meet you sexy Sonia."

"With your stunning girl you really think I am that sexy?"

"Touch me under water and feel for yourself."

I eyed him, "David, are you serious?"

He didn't answer. He grabbed my hand and placed on a velvety pole that stood straight up in the water. It was very big and steely hard. "Do you believe me now?"

I blushed, "What will Mercy say if she caught you making me feel your... thing?"

"I doubt she'd be troubled by it. More likely she'll find it erotic and want to join in."

"REALLY???"

"Here she comes. leave your hand on my cock and we'll see."

"You are big and strong, but she might get at me..."

He grinned mischievously and hugged my waist when Mercy joined us. She giggled, "What did I miss?"

"Sonia is concerned you won't like the fact I complimented her figure, and told her I found her sexy."

Mercy's smile broadened, "Why would I be? I am not threatened by it. I agree with David. I think your face is very pretty and your big breasts are enviable."

"Guys, you are nice to me but you exaggerate. I am much older than you and know the truth."

Mercy came closer, "Sonia, we both think you are breathtaking. In fact, we find you very desirable."

"You are kidding... You two are young and can choose anybody in here. Why me?..."

Mercy's hand caressed my arm, "Before joining you in the jacuzzi, we discussed who we both liked in the common area. You were the one we both agreed on as the most attractive person."

I blushed again, "Mercy and David, you are wonderful, but I think both of you need glasses."

Mercy's soft palm moved from my arm to my shoulder, "If you wish us to wear glasses, we'll do it."

I tried to change the subject, "Tell me about Kenya. I heard it has great safaris."

Her hand continued gingerly trailing my body and she murmured, "In our room, we have pictures of our homeland. We'll be happy to show you."

With David's body touching non-touching mine on the left and smelling Mercy's sweet floral scent on my right I was trapped. Or that was what I told myself, even though I was a much more willing participant than I allowed myself to admit.

As I was debating whether to accept their offer, I felt David's rigid cock pressing against me and Mercy's firm tit touching my arm. The signal was clear as a day: They were interested in having me with them in their suite. I was lightheaded. The hot water dried me, especially after drinking wine. Their gentle play with my mind and body were too much to resist. I closed my eyes.

Next, Mercy's fingers began trailing the front of my body, slowly descending from my shoulder toward my breast. I could have stopped her if I wanted, but I didn't. And then her fingers fluttered over my stiff nipple. She whispered, "Sonia dear, I am so jealous of your giant tits. Here, touch mine and feel how much smaller they are." Without resistance on my side, she took my hand, placed it on her perky breast and gently tweaked her mammary with it. After a few seconds, she removed her hand from mine and let me continue by myself.

I watched her signal to David, and soon after, he took my other hand and used it to envelope his enormous tool. I was now between the 2 lovers with both my hands massaging them. Next, Mercy turned my head in her direction and applied a soft kiss on my lips. I was dizzy, but in a positive way, and groaned. Then she French kissed me, parting my lips, and her tiny tongue danced with mine. Shortly after, I felt David's big hand rubbing my other tit. I was becoming horny by the minute. I gave in to their game, closed my eyes and let them do whatever they wished.

Next, David's fingers moved down, eventually reaching my mound. I was too aroused to resist. As he gently spread my cunt folds, I pressed my pelvis into his fingers, urging him to finger me. He did. His 2 fingers penetrated my pussy, and played with the front wall. I was about to cum when he suddenly stopped. I gazed at him pleadingly, letting him understand I wanted him to continue, but he had another idea. He whispered, "Girls, I think we are done here for the evening. Let's go to our room."

They helped me out. David guided me to their suit while Mercy walked behind, carrying our stuff. As we crossed the front door, David's lips latched to mine in a prolonged French kiss. His engorged organ separated our lower bodies. I didn't know I was doing it until I felt my hand caressing the massive member between us. Seconds later, Mercy's body pressed against me from behind as her tits crushed my back. Both her hands moved forward, tweaked my boobs and then one hand trailed down, and gently pushed David's prick downward. He understood what his girl wanted, and since he was much taller than me, he bent down, and seconds later, the spongy head touched my labia.

He waited there for a long moment, probably to ensure I agreed to it. Instinctively, my legs spread, and his tool jolted inside. It was really enormous and my breathing stopped. David lifted me off the floor, placed me on the bathroom shelf by the sink and drilled into me several times as I held his neck for dear life. Next, he lowered me back on the floor and muttered, "Lady, it's pure pleasure to fuck your tight cunt, but Mercy wishes to join, so we'll move to the bed."

He carried me to the bed, and I glanced at Mercy. She grinned, and joined me on the bed. Her hands crawled all over my front, from my face to my leaking vulva. Then she bent der head and viciously milked my nipple. It was unexpected and I screamed. She caressed my hair and whispered, "Honey, I wanted to check how sensitive your tits were. I love to suck tits, but next time I'll make it more pleasurable." She kissed me passionately.

David climbed the bed, put my legs over his broad shoulders and gingerly inserted his monster into my pussy. It wasn't very narrow because I delivered Matt through the same tunnel, but David's cock really pushed the limit. As he rammed it into me, I felt him all the way to my neck! Then he intensified his strokes, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold my orgasm for long. I whimpered, pulling him deeper into me.

Next, I felt Mercy's small hands turning my face sideways. I was half conscious and had no idea what was on her mind. The next thing I recall, my face was buried in her cunt. It smelled musky fresh. In my foggy brain I could hear her ordering me to lick her. I was in no condition to refuse or object. I was on the verge of cumming, and her drenched vagina was like a nectar to me. I lapped it and seconds later lost it. I shook violently under their bodies with my tongue buried in Mercy's pussy, while her boyfriend fucking me like there was no tomorrow. I was in seventh heaven!

It lasted a long time. Now and then I partially opened my eyes and watched David's strong body going in and out of me while playing with Mercy's tits and kissing her lovingly. Mercy climaxed later, squirting on my face. I attempted to close my mouth and some invaded my nose. The taste was tangy and slightly uriny. At the time, the taste didn't bother me at all; I was too horny to be bothered by it. After several more minutes, David's torso tensed and he ejaculated gallons of spunk in my womb.

When we were done, I was exhausted. My eyes remained shut. I must have fell asleep, because next I remember Mercy's lips were on mine. She chortled, "I wasn't sure if you were alive, so I was ready for a mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, but since you ARE alive, it was only a kiss. Are you OK?"

I stretched, feeling invigorated, and grinned, "Never better. You guys were awesome."

David winked at me, "Sonia, I suggest we go eat something and then return for another hour of fun." I smilingly agreed. I went to my room, dressed casually, and David drove us to The Common Good. Either the food was excellent or we were very hungry, but we savored everything. Mercy and I sipped cocktails while David preferred Sauvignon Blanc.

As we returned to their room, I noticed it also had Love Machine and a swing. I asked them if they ever used any of these. Mercy giggled, "Yes, we did. Both were OK for the first time, but later we chose to do it elsewhere in the room: On the bed of course, on the floor, and in the tub."

David turned on the TV and a porno movie showed on the screen. He changed the channels until he found a movie of a threesome with 2 girls and a guy. He left it there and we watched it for a while before he undressed and revealed he was erect again. Mercy laughed and told me, "I love David, but with him it's either we go outside or he shags me nonstop. He is a sexual master. Nobody ever used my body the way he does. Each time I orgasm multiple times. I agreed to have additional partners join our sex sessions to get some rest between the times he pounced on me. I learned to like having multiple guests because it allowed more variety too. These days, both of us come to Mon Chalet to find suitable mates, enjoy for a couple of days, and then go back to our college life until the next vacation."

I giggled, "Sounds like interesting life."

Mercy agreed, "Do whatever you can when you are young. Who knows when a disaster hits and everything will be over."

I remembered John and had tears in my eyes. Mercy noticed and hugged me, "I guess you suffered trauma in your life. I won't ask for details, but let us distract you."

Subsequently, She undressed me and took her clothes off as well. David was naked soon after, displaying his massive dong pointing straight up. Mercy pulled me to bed and mounted me. She lightly kissed different areas of my face and then French kissed me, taking my breath away. She gradually went down on me, licking tenderly my nipples, lapping my navel, and ending at my cunt. She sniffed it and mumbled, "Honey, I love your odor. I am going to drink your juices." Then her face disappeared between my thighs. I shut my eyes to enjoy her oral ministrations. However, David had other thoughts. He felt neglected and made me suck him. My lips barely accommodated his huge dick, but somehow I did manage to wrap my lips around his large shaft. Mercy did a great job and my arousal skyrocketed. As a result, my bobbing of David's pecker increased exponentially too. I was close to cumming and sensed that David was ready to shoot his stuff as well, but he changed his mind. He removed his dick from my mouth, knelt behind Mercy, and shoved it in her pussy doggy style.

She jerked and her work on my pussy took another dimension. I felt her fingers rubbing my G spot and exploded. I was quivering wildly but she never let go. Then her tongue manipulated my clitty and my orgasm shifted higher. I heard myself crying and screaming before another finger found its way into my anus and I fell into coma. I was daydreaming, not knowing where I was, who was doing what, and how much time it all lasted. My soul returned to my body just as David erupted in his fiancee's cunt. I was still dazed for a while, seeing the couple exchanging kisses.

I left to my room 15 minutes later, hoping to meet them the next day. after lying in my bed, I slept like a log until 10 am the next morning. Then I got a text that my flight back to San Francisco would board early. I went to their room and apologized I had to leave. We exchanged phone numbers and promised to keep in touch.

Two hours later I was sitting comfortably on a first class seat, thinking about the crazy evening I went through in Mon Chalet.