MILF Chaser Ch. 01

All characters in this story are over the age of eighteen.

MILF Chaser Ch. 1

Jace rolled off Cathy's sweaty body, panting, and looked over at her flushed face. How lucky had he gotten? Jace couldn't help but wonder.

With his shoulder pressed to her side, he leaned in and kissed her full breast, which sagged not a bit towards him. Cathy had a very well done set of implants that left her tits just on the edge of too big for her tight frame. Her platinum hair and full lips made her the epitome of the classic trophy wife.

His best-friend's mom. A tale as old as time. And how he loved rolling around with this forty-two-year-old vixen. It had happened quite by accident, with him being Johnny-on-the-spot after her rather ugly divorce. He'd been her shoulder to cry on, which had led to her falling into his arms and then later, his bed.

And she had come so enthusiastically, both literally and figuratively, incensed by her ex-husband's betrayal. She'd stood by him resolutely after his arrest, believing in him, until the full scope of his crimes came out in the trial and was proved beyond the shadow of a doubt. Cathy divorced the human trafficking slime ball, immediately after sentencing.

After the fines and the lawyers, Cathy wasn't left with much. She'd sold the house and all their material wealth, which is where Jace came in. Following in his mother's footsteps, he was in real estate. He helped her sell the big fancy place and buy a nice, manageable bungalow in an older suburb of Melbourne, Florida.

Cathy rolled onto her side and pushed the handsome young man onto his back with a playful look. Jace was just a hair shy of six feet, with a lean build and solid shoulders. His black hair was naturally curly, and he kept it short just for the sake of manageability. His olive complexion and dark eyes gave him an air of mystery and maturity that she found irresistible in a young man.

Her deep brown eyes gleamed, and he smiled at her. "So, when are we going to tell folks we're seeing each other?" Jace asked as Cathy slid her hand down his chest to grasp his cock. It was still slick from her pussy, but not quite enough. She spat into her hand and rubbed downward.

She gave him a classic 'Are you joking?' expression. "We're not seeing each other. We're fucking. DoorDash, Netflix and orgasms are not a date."

She had a point. "So let's go out on some actual dates," he offered. Jace was twenty-five and in excellent shape. She loved the time they spent horizontal, but that was the extent of her interest at this stage of her life. But until now, they hadn't really had 'that talk'.

"C'mon, I make decent money. The market's good locally and interests rates aren't too stupid right now. Homes are selling and I'm doing fine."

Cathy giggled. "Oh sweetie, you are a joy. Such youthful optimism. Honey, after all I've been through in the last six months, a fuck buddy is what I need the most."

She straddled Jace's hips and pressed her wet pussy down on the back of his cock before wiggling her way down his lean body. She could feel him slide across her trim belly until his shaft was nestled between her firm tits. Cathy smiled and moved back and forth, dragging her hard nipples across the bottom of his cock.

"And you are an excellent fuck buddy. Old enough that I don't have to do anything except enjoy it and young enough to get hard again before I fall asleep," she said with a seductive grin.

Jace laughed, but she could see the disappointment on his face. Cathy wiggled further downward until his cock was beneath her chin. Her young lover felt her tongue as it slipped wetly up the length of his shaft, her eyes never leaving his. Jace's body trembled as she kissed his cockhead. "You're in great shape and I'm enjoying the hell out of our nights together, but if this isn't working for you, let me know now," Cathy said, her eyes full of mischief.

Cathy's head dipped, and she took the hardening cock into her mouth until he felt his cockhead butt against the back of her throat. She gave him a questioning, 'hmm?' as her mouth sucked wonderfully. The curvy woman felt his hands slide into her pale blonde hair, so blonde it was almost white, and grip her head. She smiled inwardly and bobbed up and down on his cock, letting her saliva mix with his precum.

Jace wanted to laugh, understanding how she was manipulating him. "I... ugh... yeah. I'm... good with this."

"That's great, sweetie." She said as she spun off to face the foot of the bed on all fours. She wiggled her big, beautiful ass at the young man and looked back over her shoulder. "Now give me a pounding that I'll still feel tomorrow."

She spread her knees as Jace crawled up behind her. It wasn't their first trip on the doggie style express. Cathy loved to wrap up their evenings like this.

Jace lined up his cock and reveled in the sight of his first cumshot leaking from her slick hole. Grinning wickedly, he slid his cockhead into her before grabbing her hips and slamming into her in one stroke. Their previous bout had lubed things up nicely and their bodies slapped together.

Cathy's hands clawed up fistfuls of the bedsheet as she absorbed the impacts of his body slamming into hers. She groaned loudly. "Oh jezzus, babe, you're gonna dislocate my hip!"

He stopped with a wide grin. "Shall I go a little easier, you old broad?"

Jace heard a groan of frustration, and then a laugh, and she wiggled her ass again. "Fuck no! Fuck me, you young stud! And don't stop until I'm exhausted!"

He took her at her word and swung his right leg outboard and over her hip, digging into the sheets with his toes. Jace swept a rivulet of sweat from his forehead and began hammering into her with everything he had.

"YEEESSSS!" she screamed loudly enough that Jace was afraid the neighbors would hear. He knew Cathy well enough to know that she'd use her fingers on her clit in order to get off. All he had to do was provide the perfect pounding on that lovely plump posterior.

Lost in the ecstasy of his ferocious hammering, her body got lower and lower until he was plowing into her in the plank position, and every thrust brought a little wail from her lips. After several sweaty minutes, Jace groaned. "Oh, Cathy, I'm gonna fill up that pretty pussy!"

Cathy wailed. "Oh sweetie! Pull my hair!" He could feel her fingers wildly stroking her clit, so he grabbed her short curls and pulled, leaning over her body. He growled in her ear as she came the moment his cock filled up the limited space between his cockhead and her cervix. The feeling of being so filled and taken always sent her off like a rocket. "Oh, fuck yessssss!" she screamed as her body spasmed and her legs locked out, trembling against the damp sheets.

Jace collapsed on the sheet next to her, his breath coming in huge gasps. She rolled onto her side and turned toward him. Her face was bathed in sweat. "I should know better than to give you such encouragement. One day, you might actually dislocate my hip," she said with a chuckle.

***

Cathy called her young lover on a Monday evening, which was exceedingly rare. Their rendezvous were usually a Friday or Saturday night thing. She asked Jace to stop by if he had his evening free. He was, of course, overjoyed and full of hope that perhaps she had reconsidered them seeing each other socially and romantically.

Much to his disappointment, when he arrived, she was still in her work clothes and finishing a frozen dinner. She would usually greet her lover in a sexy negligee or some other erotic lingerie that he would see again in his dreams.

She motioned towards the chair opposite her with a serious expression, and Jace realized this would not be a bootie call. "Grab yourself a beer and sit down. Let's talk." Jace was suddenly afraid that he was about to get dumped. Cathy scraped the last of her meal up with her fork and popped it into her mouth before wiping with her napkin.

Her work makeup differed from her 'let's fuck' makeup, but in Jace's mind, at least, it was no less alluring. Their eyes met. "So, are you seeing anyone else besides me right now? Are there any other neighborhood MILFs you're banging?"

Jace was surprised by her question and laughed. Cathy wasn't his first older woman, and not likely to be his last, but he didn't advertise the fact. "I... umm, no, not right now."

Cathy smiled at him and ran a finger over his forearm. "No lucky girl, your own age, maybe? We've never really talked about that."

Jace shook his head, and she nodded and looked down at her empty plate. "So," she began and cleared her throat. "A few years before the arrest, Tom started asking a lot more from me sexually. Rough sex, which I didn't mind, anal sex which I did." Her dark eyes held his. "Then there were the restraints and the role playing, which got a little weird at times. I know now that it was because of the things he was into on the side. It was those things that got him mixed up with those sex traffickers."

Jace nodded, remembering the debacle well. When your best friend from high school's dad is in the news, it's hard not to get involved. He'd done the best he could to help his pal Trevor through it, but he'd felt out of his depth trying. Trever had moved back west a couple of months ago, just before he'd become involved with Cathy.

"Then one day Tom suggested we join his coworkers' swinging group."

Jace's eyes went wide and he couldn't help but smile broadly, imagining this sexy MILF as the feature attraction in an orgy or gang bang.

"At first I was dead set against it, but he just wouldn't let up about it." She shrugged. "Finally, I agreed to meet them for lunch. Tom's friend Mitch is a very good-looking man. Short and stocky, with the cutest little wife you ever saw."

Cathy drew something invisible on the tabletop with her finger. "I could clearly see what Tom was interested in and it didn't take me long to have fantasies myself." She looked up into his eyes.

"So you did it." Jace said for her.

Cathy nodded again and bit her lip. "It was fantastic. Our first evening was nice, with drinks and some dancing until it became one-hour swaps with two other couples. I got hammered by two handsome guys in their forties and left with four cumshots leaking into my panties. When I got home, I was expecting some gentle 'reconnecting' lovemaking with Tom, but he just showered and went to bed as happy as I've ever seen him."

"We did this twice, and it was fine until our first group sex. Which was basically an orgy with about a dozen people," she said.

"That sounds like a bucket list evening." Jace said with a smile.

She smiled back and nodded. "Oh yeah. For me it was." Her face grew serious. "And for Tom, it was at first. After about forty-five minutes, Tom had his two cumshots and was ready to leave." Cathy's hand reached across and grasped Jace's. "But I wasn't. There were cocks and pussies everywhere, and I wanted to taste and feel them all!"

Jace's eyes went wide. "You never told me you're into women!"

Cathy shrugged. "I wanted you to see that I'm into you. Everything else could wait."

He nodded and let her continue. "Tom had to stay and watch me get ravished for close to two more hours. When we got home, I was on cloud nine and he was very sullen. We did a couple of swaps afterward that went fine, but when the next group session came around, he tried to find excuses not to go. We argued, and I got my way. It went pretty much the same as the first time."

She exhaled. "The next day, Tom decreed that our swinging days were over. He said he couldn't stand watching everyone give me pleasure when he couldn't get it up again."

Cathy frowned deeply and smacked the table top lightly. "Well, I told him that was complete bullshit. That it had been his idea, and I didn't want to quit just because he was jealous now." She looked Jace in the eye with a wry expression. "Things got bad between us for a while and then he was arrested. You know the rest."

Jace nodded grimly. Cathy sighed and then forced a smile back on her face. "Anyway, I told you that story, because now that I don't have Tom dragging me down, I want to start swinging again."

Jace took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he thought was coming. "Our group allows singles, but they prefer when we bring a plus one." Her smile made Jace shiver a little. "And bringing a handsome young man would be a big hit with the other ladies."

"You... you want me to go with you?" he asked incredulously. It was so far beyond his wildest sexual dreams. She was inviting him to MILF heaven. He couldn't say yes fast enough. "Oh wow. I'd have to be crazy to turn down that offer."

Cathy smiled widely. "You'd have to go get tested, and I've arranged it with my doctor." She took a business card from her purse and slid it toward him. "Just go in any morning this week and they will take care of everything."

Jace ran his hands over his face, trying to come to grips with what his mature lover had offered. "Wow. This is really going to happen, isn't it?"

Cathy squeezed his hand again. "If you're up for it. Now, unless you have other plans for the next hour, I could really use that hard cock in me. It's been a long day. I'll order us a pizza after."

***

Jace squirmed in the passenger seat of Cathy's sedan. She was driving and was in a fine mood. "Susie is just going to love every bit of you. The three couples we used to swing with are all my age, so having a young buck in the herd will be an agreeable change, I'm sure."

"Is, umm... is she pretty?" Jace asked nervously. He'd been afraid to ask, not wanting to be thought shallow even by Cathy.

But Cathy didn't bat an eye. "Oh, she's just adorable. You're going to love her. All the guys do." She paused and looked at him hard when they were at a stoplight. "We have all agreed to not mention Tom ever again. They feel as betrayed as anyone after letting him into their private lives."

Jace nodded, totally on board. "Not a problem."

She smiled and accelerated through the intersection. "Good, I'm sure the wives will enjoy you five times more than his skinny ass. I hope he's getting what he deserves in prison." This wasn't the first time Cathy had vented to him about her ex. She'd lost a lot of friends over the whole fiasco and was overjoyed when Mitch had told her they'd like to see her again.

The house they drove up to was far from the exotic villa in the hills he'd been imagining. It was a split-level ranch, in a quiet suburb in need of a decent landscaper. Sprinkler heads in their irrigation system were stuck in the up position, and the dead grass gave testament to the fact that it hadn't worked in at least a couple of seasons. A sheriff's office patrol car was parked in front. "Mitch is a cop?" Cathy frowned and nodded as she put the car in park and shut off the ignition. Geez, no wonder he's pissed about Tom, he thought but didn't say out loud.

Cathy was dressed in a tight blue knit dress that showed off her every curve. A pair of white pumps with obscenely high heels completed the look. The front door opened before they were even up the walk. Mitch was a shorter guy, not much over five foot six, and was dressed in a pair of jeans and a Tampa Bay Lightning hockey jersey. He had a round, open face with a big, welcoming smile that Jace liked immediately. He was wide in the shoulders and muscles bulged in his forearms.

Cathy ran up carefully in her heels and gave him a big hug and an enthusiastic kiss. When he pulled back, he smiled at her. "We've missed you." He turned to his left and glanced behind him. "Haven't we, hun?"

If his stature made him look out of place against Cathy, who in her tall heels towered over the man, the woman who stepped beside him with a wide smile, made him a perfect fit.

The woman was barely an inch over five feet and her dead black hair was worn in a stylish bob. The Korean beauty embraced Cathy, her face pressing into the tight halter top that covered her enhanced tits.

As Jace stepped to the top of the stoop, the trio backed up to let him enter the house. Suddenly, all eyes were on him. Cathy spoke first.

"Guys, this is Jace. He's been helping me get through the last few months with my sanity intact and sold my house."

The man reached out his hard to him as he shut the door behind Jace. "I'm Mitch." His big hands looked like they could crush Jace's hand to powder, and he was relieved when the shake was firm and brief. Mitch turned to his wife. "This is my wife, Sung-Ji, but we just call her Susie."

Jace extended his hand to the diminutive woman, but she ignored it, examining every inch of Jace. "Oh Cathy, I'm sure he's been seeing to your every need." Then she stepped forward and embraced him, her hands grabbing both lobes of his ass tightly. "Such a choice morsel he is!" Susie turned back to her husband. "Are you sure you want to turn me loose with a young stud like this?"

Mitch laughed out loud and looked at Cathy with his desire obvious on his face. "For an evening with Cathy, I'd turn you loose with an entire basketball team."

Everyone laughed, and Susie winked at her husband. "I'll remember you said that."

Mitch and Susie escorted their guests up the short stairs to the upper floor and into the living room. A cutting board full of cheese and a charcuterie of fine meats sat next to it, next to a bowl of assorted crackers.

Mitch looked at Jace. "Want a beer or a glass of wine? I'm mixing up some Mai Tai for the ladies." He raised an eyebrow. "Maybe a shot, to get you loose? I have some great Canadian whiskey."

Jace nodded, acknowledging his nervousness. "A shot and a beer, and then that's it," he said, knowing that over indulging would not be a good idea.

Mitch nodded. "Great idea. I'll do the same." He glanced at Cathy. "Your usual?"

Cathy nodded and then put her arm around Susie and bent to pull her into an embrace. "I've really missed you guys. I can't tell you what it means that you haven't turned your back on me." Her eyes swam, and Susie sat her down on the sofa before pulling her in for another hug.

Mitch looked at them with a serious expression. "We agreed to not speak of this, but the DA cleared you of any wrongdoing weeks before we arrested Tom. Now, we're here to help you move on and put it behind you." He smiled at Jace. "Like this young fella has been doing, right?"

Cathy smiled up at him. "And he's been doing a fantastic job." Susie smiled and then threw her leg over Cathy's lap and leaned in for a tender kiss. Jace stood stunned, watching the two women make out not three feet away. Mitch bumped his arm and handed him a pint glass and a shot glass. He smiled at the two luscious women. "Susie and I met when I was stationed in South Korea, in the Air Force."

Jace nodded towards Cathy. "I was best friends with her son Trevor, in high school."

Mitch's eyes flew open wide. "Best friend's mom? Dude, that's every guy's dream!" The stout man chucked Jace on the shoulder before returning to the kitchen.

When he returned, the women were wrapped in each other's arms, laughing and speaking in low tones with their heads together. Jace sat across from them on the loveseat, feeling out of place. Mitch handed the ladies two tall glasses of something pink and fruity looking.

When he returned with his own glasses, he raised a toast. "To returning old friends, and to new ones." They all smiled at Jace as they drank. Jace knocked back his shot of whiskey and chased it with a sip of beer.

They sat and talked for a while, relaxing in each other's presence as they discussed some of Cathy's future plans and got to know Jace for a while. Finally, Mitch collected a few glasses and left the room as Jace and Susie talked about her life in South Korea. A few minutes prior, she had moved over and sat down on the love seat with him. She wore a tight halter style sundress and her tiny feet were bare. Her tits were medium-sized and her nipples were poking into the taught material. Cathy stood and winked at Jace before walking into the kitchen.

Susie smiled at him and changed the subject. "So, is this your first time doing anything like this?"

Jance nodded. "I... umm. Yeah." His eyes traveled down her body, and Susie noticed.

"That's wonderful. I love breaking in a first timer. So, Jace," Susie began, and lifted the hem of her dress, revealing her well trimmed vulva. She leaned back and swung her right leg up on the cushion between them. Jace couldn't take his eyes off her pretty pink pussy. "Do you want this, my new young friend?" she asked seductively. As a whole, Susie was a little pear-shaped with a generous ass and breasts that were a little small to balance her out, top to bottom. But Jace surely didn't mind that.

A little in awe of the moment, he looked back at Susie's face and answered honestly but confidently. "Oh yes," he breathed. His eyes moved back down her body.

Susie smiled. She liked that he wasn't a nervous Nellie in this new situation. It said a lot about him. "You like older gals don't you?" she asked with raised eyebrow. "You're a MILF chaser." She moved forward and straddled Jace's lap, pleased to feel his hardness pushing into her vulva.

The young man nodded. "Yeah. I love how confident and straight forward older women are. There are no head games, no teasing, no mysteries to unravel. When I was meeting with Cathy about selling her home, one evening she just asked me if I was interested in staying for dinner, then fucking her brains out."

Susie laughed and rolled her hips, grinding her pussy on the hardness in his pants. "I'm sure she needed it after everything that son-of-a-bitch put her through," the lovely Asian woman added.

Jace took her forward nature as permission to be bold himself, and he slid his hands down her thighs and up under her dress. As his hands drew the garment up, she raised her arms and let him slip it off her. She beamed at him as she sat naked on his lap.

"I, ah... I guess they aren't coming back, huh?" Jace asked with a wry smile. His hands found her tits and squeezed gently as the knuckle of his thumbs rolled over her nipples. He felt them get hard under his fingers and dipped his head to take one in his mouth.

Susie laughed delightedly. "If I know my husband, he's face first between Cathy's thighs in our bedroom right now." She moaned softly as his lips and tongue teased her nipple.

Jace paused. "So where do we go if they are in the master bedroom?"

Susie smiled, then slid backwards off his lap. "Well, we could go join them, but I got the distinct impression that this is a swap evening, so we go down to the dungeon."

Jace's eyes went wide and, with no small amount of trepidation, he took her offered hand. Susie led him back down the stairs towards the front door, then down another short set into the first floor of the home. The first room they came to was a big home television theater with six comfortable recliners in two rows facing a massive flat screen. The room was well thought out, with the second row on an eight-inch riser. "Sometimes we bring some friends over and watch our favorite porno movies. It's always a very interesting evening."

Jace shuddered, just thinking about the possibilities of such a scenario. She led him down a short hall and his eyes fell on her big round ass and found his hands itching to grab it. Glancing back at him alluringly, Susie opened a door into the dungeon. To his relief, it was just a bedroom, but a bedroom designed specifically with sex in mind. Sex with multiple people.

The bed was a California king, with extra length usually purchased for tall people, which their hosts were certainly not. Also in the room was another big recliner, but unlike the ones in the TV room, this one had some milage on it. The leather was cracked and worn, but it looked old and soft rather than worn out and ready for the junkyard.

Not far away was a system of nylon straps that hung from the ceiling by a rather formidable looking eyebolt.

The beige carpet was old, but it looked clean and unstained. On the walls were what looked like VHS covers from old porn films that had been blown up poster size. Christy Canyon and her marvelous mammaries smiled alluringly at Jace from her position of honor above the wooden headboard.

A glass case was close to the bed, and it contained a marvelous assortment of sex toys, lubricants, and other items associated with activities that involved a safeword.

Susie pulled her young companion towards the bed with a wide smile and then stooped and pulled a nylon strap from beneath the bed. A leather cuff was clipped to the end. She laid it on the clean sheets and stepped in close to Jace. Her hands reached for his belt buckle and began undressing him. "You can do anything you want to me," she said softly, causing his heart to leap in his chest.

Jace smiled. "Anything?" Susie bit her lip and nodded. He glanced at the bed and then back at her. "Is the bed strong?"

Susie laughed. "It's had four couples on it, all fucking their brains out at the same time. I'd say it's strong enough."

"Good," Jace said as he scooped the little woman up in his arms and tossed her bodily into the middle of the bed. She screeched playfully as she bounced on the well broken in mattress, as Jace hurried out of his clothes.

He scrambled onto the bed and over her supine body. She gasped as his much taller body covered hers. Susie could feel the heat of his body and her right hand reached between them and grasped his hardness, reveling in the length and thickness that she knew would bring her as much pleasure as she could handle.

His face approached hers. "Is kissing okay?" he asked.

Her other hand curled around his neck, pulling him towards her. "Kissing is mandatory, handsome."

Their lips just millimeters apart, he asked a last question. "Condoms?"

Her head shook. "No."

Their first kiss was exploratory and soft, but it became more and more heated as he lowered his body onto hers. Because of their height difference, she could only feel his cockhead probing around her pussy, not the hard length pressing into her labia like her husband.

They made out for several minutes as her hands caressed his back until he pushed himself up and grinned at her.

"I've never had Korean before. Is your pussy sweet, sour, or spicy?" he said in a teasing tone.

She laughed delightedly and pushed his face down to her tits. "Umami, baby."

Jace took a plump erect nipple in his mouth and sucked as his left hand groped at the other breast, squeezing firmly. He felt her legs wrap around the back of his thighs and moaned as he continued his assault on her delectable tits. They were a perfect handful and still firm for her age.

After leaving them pink and flushed, he worked down further until her wonderfully trimmed pussy was right beneath his open mouth. "Umami, hmm? I've never really understood what that word meant."

Susie groaned as Jace's tongue began at her opening and traveled up over her clit. "You're about to find out, hun. Have all you like." After Jace had happily lapped at her pussy for a minute, licking and sucking at her pussy lips, Susie moaned. "Oh, a young man who knows what his tongue is for. I'm going to have to find a nice way to thank Cathy."

Jace fell to it, devouring the wonderful pink pussy with abandon. Her inner labia were small and folded out like two perfect flower petals, revealing her tight little hole. He plunged his tongue into it and ground his nose into her clit.

Susie moaned and arched her back as he lapped at her honey hole. She could feel his clean-shaven face sliding across her slick pussy and wailed out her pleasure loud enough that she felt the other couple would surely hear her.

She froze when she felt the fingers of his right hand caress up the inside of her thigh. He dragged his fingernails over her skin gently, adding a counterpoint to the softness of his tongue. Susie stopped him as she felt a fingertip circle just inside her opening. "No," she groaned. She was too far gone. A finger just wouldn't do. Susie pulled back from his face and gasped. "In the chair! Now!"

Jace pushed himself backward and off the bed and plopped down in the old leather recliner. "This old chair sure doesn't owe you any money."

The sultry brunette grinned as she moved over him to straddle Jace's hips. "If this old chair could talk. I have sucked and licked and fucked so many cocks and pussies on this chair. Now I'll add you to this chair's history."

As she pushed her wetness along the length of his cock, she reached down and pulled the reclining lever, and Jace started at the unexpected backward drop. She smiled as she fell forward on his body and trembled as she felt his cockhead parting her pussy lips.

Her young lover's hands instinctively fell to her hips and assisted in her descent as his hardness slid within her. Jace watched her eyes flutter as his cock penetrated her slick pussy, stretching and filling her. "Oh, that's fucking good. So fuuuucking good."

Jace pulled her down and kissed her hard as she slid up and down on him. Each of his hands grasped a lobe of her gorgeous ass, squeezing happily as she rose and fell, pushing his cock deeper and deeper inside of her.

Their bodies moved in time on the chair as the heat between them rose higher and higher until Jace couldn't stand it anymore. Wrapping his strong right arm around her back, he pulled the lever to straighten the chair, then pushed off and stood up with her, his cock still buried inside her.

Susie's eyes went wide as gravity pulled her down, driving his cock deeper yet. "Oh Christ! You're so deep!"

Jace grinned and turned toward the bed. He knee walked onto the mattress and dropped Susie to the sheets, his body pressing down hard on her. "Oh God, yes!" she cried as his body covered hers and his hips torqued again and again, driving his length into her, bringing a gasp each time his cockhead plowed into her cervix.

Susie could hear him panting in her ear as his lips bathed her neck below her ear. "I want you to cum for me," she whispered. Jace grunted and thrust in even harder.

"C'mon, fill my little Asian pussy up with your spunk like you're going to fuck a baby into me!" she wailed, and Jace reared back off her with wide eyes. She steeled herself for what was about to happen. She knew from experience how the idea of impregnation seemed to inflame some men, and Jace apparently was such.

He fell back on his heels and spread her thick legs open wide and he shoved his cock in balls deep in a single wet thrust. Susie screamed. "Yes! Fuck me, white boy!"

Jace lost himself in the fog of sex, thrusting with everything he had into this beautiful Asian hottie. His orgasm arrived like a thunderclap and Susie felt powerful jets against her cervix and laughed to herself. If it was possible to impregnate her, this young man surely would have.

Jace fell over onto his side, his cock slipping from her with a wet sound. They lay there panting, smiling at one another. Then Jace's face fell. "I'm sorry! Did you..." he said with concern.

Susie nodded. "Over on the chair. I need a lot of clitoral stimulation and that position gives me a lot of that as our pelvic bones rub together.

Jace smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. Susie rolled onto her side with a smile and laid her upper body across his chest.

"So what's next?" she asked excitedly. "I'm not through with you yet. Is there another shot or two in the old pistol?"

Jace smiled and thought about the restraints she had shown him when they first came downstairs. "Oh, I have something in mind."

***

Two hours later, Jace and Cathy sat silently in her car as she drove them both back to her place. Cathy glanced over at her young lover. "So, did Susie give you her 'fuck my little Asian pussy' routine?"

Jace laughed before enjoying that super hot memory. "Yeah. I came so hard."

Cathy nodded, "Yeah, that used to get Tom..." Cathy paused and changed the subject. "So did you like Susie and Mitch? I mean, beyond the fucking?"

Jace nodded happily. He'd had another shot and a beer before they had left and had a pleasant buzz going. "Yeah, they seemed like fun folks."

"So you'd do this again? Maybe adding another couple?" When Jace assured her it would be fine, she continued. "Now, young man, this is the 64,000 dollar question. Do you think you could perform in a group setting?"

He blinked hard. "You mean in like... an orgy?"

Cathy nodded. "Yeah, and maybe in a threesome of some combination?" she said suggestively.

Jace finally understood where she was going with this line of questioning. "You're asking me if I'd be down to spit roast you with Mitch or some other guy?"

"What a great idea!" Cathy cooed with an amused tone. "Doesn't that sound like fun?!"

Jace laughed. "You should know that I have a competitive streak a mile wide. Are you sure you want to be between me and another guy, competing to see who can make you scream the loudest?" A wicked shudder passed through the lovely bombshell as she imagined it, in amazing detail. She shook the thought from her head and changed the subject again.

"Umm... Mitch mentioned one other thing on their swinging itinerary," she said.

Jace turned in his seat, giving her his full attention.

"Mitch has apparently been in contact with a couple of other local swinging groups via the internet. He mentioned some sort of themed event at a local hotel. Everyone, of course, would be required to get tested, just like we did for Mitch and Susie."

Jace pursed his lips. "Are they going?"

Nodding, she glanced at Jace and she straightened the wheel as they turned onto her street. "Mostly couples your age?"

She shrugged. "Most swingers are empty nesters in their 40s and 50s, though some can be as young as you." Jace licked his lips and flexed his hands on his knees. "So I'd be in MILF heaven is what you're telling me. Right?"

Cathy burst out in gales of laughter as they pulled into her driveway. "You, sir, are incorrigible. Now I'm tired and need some sleep. It's late. You are welcome to spend the night with me instead of driving home."

He smiled, thinking of a morning rendezvous with this mature goddess. "Oh, I know I'd like that."

"Incorrigible."

In the two weeks that followed, Jace had been staying more nights at Cathy's house, even during the week after she got home from work and he returned from closings or showings.

"My neighbors have begun suspecting that you aren't just a visiting friend. I don't know how I feel about that," she said to him one evening as they basked in the post-coital afterglow.

Jace rolled onto his side. "Don't worry. They get it."

Cathy raised her eyebrow. "What exactly to they get?"

"That you have been through something incredibly traumatic, between the arrest, trial, and divorce. Who could blame you for finding solace in the arms of a new fella? It's a very human response." Jace sniffed. "We could make this official? You could call me your boyfriend and totally own the whole situation."

Cathy laughed. "Oh, come on! You and I both know what this is. You're my rebound, and I'm just another MILF to you. I know you have had many. Susie called you a MILF chaser, and she's right."

Jace sighed. She certainly had a point. Since he'd passed the test and got his real estate licence, he'd had a string of affairs with older women, married and single and had loved every moment.

"Okay, change of subject." Jace said. "So, how are we looking for the big swinger extravaganza?"

Cathy laughed. "Don't you mean your MILF heaven?" When Jace smiled and nodded, she continued. "Well, that has gotten interesting. Mitch and Susie are going, and we've found out it will be a masked event."

"Masked?" Jace said with a raised eyebrow.

Cathy nodded. "Apparently, some folks in the other groups are local somebodies and don't wish to have their private lives accidentally revealed."

Jace nodded. "Okay. I get it."

"Aaand, it will be a slave block night," she said with an excited tone.

Laughing, Jace leaned over and placed a kiss on her left nipple. "You swingers are some wild fucks. What is slave block night?"

She sniffed and gave him a cute little pout. "Either the men or the women are lined up for everyone to admire, and the other gender picks lots to get to choose their 'companion' for the evening."

"Sounds interesting. So who will the slaves be for this event?"

Her smile alone sent blood to his cock before her hand grasped it. She stroked it softly, then leaned over and kissed him. "Guess."

***

For the next two weeks, Jace felt like a ten-year-old does for the entire month of December. All the while, Cathy would often joke about how she was going to choose him from the slave block, thus denying him the experience of being chosen by other of the attending ladies.

A few days before the event, she presented him with a mask she had bought for him. It was a large domino style mask, but it covered his face from his hairline to his upper lip. It was black with silver hand-painted filagree. He smiled and slipped the strap over his head. "Someone has been shopping on Etsy, I suspect."

Cathy laughed and pulled a deep purple, feathered Mardi Gras mask from the bag as well. "I've always wanted to buy one of these, but could never justify the expense." She placed it on her face and then tied the thick ribbon behind her head. It covered her face similarly to his own. "How do I look?"

Jace leaned in and kissed her, taking care not to bump their covered noses. "Dark and mysterious. I'd choose you in a heartbeat. What do I owe you for the mask?"

Cathy waved the question away. "Don't sweat it. I've got this and the cost of the room at the Regency."

He sat up. "The Regency? That's an expensive place. Pretty swanky. Are you sure I can't pay half?"

Cathy couldn't help but smile at the young man's candor and for a moment, she wondered. What if she wanted to 'formalize their relationship'? He'd asked her twice if she wanted to be his girlfriend, maybe share a place. But she saw the youth in his face, the intelligence and hardworking nature and knew that there would be women his age looking for such, and someday, maybe Jace would want them as well.

"Sweetie, I appreciate the offer, but I won't be fucking you in that room, so let the lady pay, okay?"

Jace nodded resignedly. "So, umm..." Jace lifted the black mask. "What are we 'slaves' to wear besides this mask?"

Cathy shrugged and grinned mischievously. "All Susie told me was, as little as possible."

***

A few days later, Jace found himself standing in a conference room on the top floor of the Regency Hotel. He was nearly naked with twenty other men. It was a fancy place, frequented by business travelers moving through the area. Whoever set this up had some seriously deep pockets. The conference room and twenty-one individual rooms took up most of the sixth floor.

The shades were pulled on the floor-to-ceiling windows and the men were lined up against them. Each wore something from the waist down, be it a pair of jeans, boxers, bikini briefs or some such. One man proudly wore a tartan kilt. Jace had long since switched to a lycra-polyester blend boxer brief for comfort and had to admit they looked great on him. He wore a new pair in black, which sort of matched his domino mask. They were revealingly tight and knew they would raise an eyebrow or two.

Most men were in decent shape for middle-aged guys, and he could see how a woman could go for them. There were a few, though, with flabby bellies and pallid skin and thought about what a blow it would be to one's ego to be chosen last in such an affair. To maybe see the disappointment on the face of the woman who had to settle for the last slave.

Jace nervously watched the ladies file in through the double doors. Each was dressed to the nines in tight dresses or lingerie, and he exhaled. There were far fewer bodies among the ladies that he would be disappointed being chosen by.

A tall woman in a dark dress walked up to the podium and set a hotel ice bucket down on it. She spoke, and her voice was instantly amplified by the microphone mounted on a stand.

"Okay ladies!... ugh, who turned this thing on?" She searched for and flipped a switch on the mic and then smiled again. "Okay, can everyone hear me?" she said loudly.

When she got nods from everyone, she continued. "The entire world doesn't need to know what we're up to, do they?" she laughed. "Now, each of you ladies has been given a numbered room keycard and in this bucket are slips of paper with the room numbers on it. I will draw a slip at random and the woman with that room key will get to pick their slave for the evening. This should be very exciting, as we might know some of those men, but no one here knows them all."

Many of the women put their heads together and were whispering and pointing at the men across from them and Jace felt his face flush.

"Now there is a cooler with refreshments in every room. The rooms are yours for the night, but you needn't stay if you don't want to. Your masks...," she spoke up a little more loudly. "The masks are yours to keep on or to remove in the rooms as you want."

The tall blonde cleared her throat. "All of our invitees have been vetted and/or spoken for by some of our trusted members, so I'm not expecting anything untoward to happen. But, should you have a disappointing experience, I would expect you to leave quietly and not make a big fuss. There's always next time, right?"

After more nods, she continued. "Okay, then let's get to it. Ladie's feel free to go inspect our handsome slaves and then I'll begin pulling room numbers."

The woman left the podium and, with the other ladies, began walking slowly down the line of men. Goose bumps popped up on Jace's arms when the first woman stopped in front of him. She wore a lace body stocking and mask that covered everything but hid nothing. He recognized her body instantly.

Susie smiled up at him. "Hello handsome. Are you ready for a big night?"

Jace nodded. "Yes, ma'am."

The lovely Asian beauty let her eyes linger a moment longer and then stepped to the right. Another twenty women passed by him, admiring his body, and he found it impossible to keep from getting hard. It drew many appreciative smiles and a grope or two. The women were laughing and clearly enjoying the spectacle and often making suggestive comments. 'Oh, I'd like to see that standing at attention' or 'you'd look wonderful kneeling between my knees, slave.'

The inspection was over in a shorter time than it felt and the blonde returned to her podium and dipped her hand into the ice bucket. "Okay, let's get right to it. Room number 613, you have first choice, you lucky lady!"

Jacen didn't expect himself to be chosen first, and he was right. He figured some men would be chosen by women who already knew them and could be recognized, mask or no. The fourth woman, who was in room 602, walked down the line with the tall blonde from the podium. They both stopped in front of Jace.

The tall blonde looked him up and down before addressing him. "Slave," the blonde turned and motioned towards her companion. A medium height woman in a red and white Japanese kabuki mask with a fox design stepped up close to and ran her fingers over his flat stomach. "Slave, this is Luscious. She wishes to have you for the evening but wants you to know she will not speak, nor remove her mask." This seemed to puzzle the speaker a bit.

The woman wore a matching red and white kimono robe, made of some silky material, which did nothing to disguise the woman's curvy mature body. It was very short and tied at the waist, showing off an hourglass figure. The V of the neckline made certain a fair amount of creamy cleavage was on display, but he noted a higher V, a tan line at her throat. The skin above was darker and a little more wrinkled, like someone who spends a lot of time outdoors. Her slim legs were also well tanned.

Jace bowed and smiled. "As my mistress wishes." This response brought a lot of smiles and giggles from the women and a grin from his foxy new owner. She stepped forward and slipped her room keycard into his black boxer briefs and took his hand to lead him to the door.

***

From behind, Jace could see his new 'owner' had gray hair put up in a bun and held by an ornate Japanese hair comb. She wore a modest wedge heel sandal, and the way she moved when she walked kept his eyes focused on the swell of her ass. "I'm kinda new at this, so go easy on me, okay?"

The woman glanced over her shoulder as she stopped in front of room 602. The mask she wore only covered her to the tip of her nose and he could see her red painted lips smile at him. She motioned to the door, and he remembered the keycard in his underwear. Blushing, he pulled it out, unlocked the door, and held it so she could walk in ahead of him.

The room was agreeable, but as a business suite was set up more for function than form. There was a table with four chairs, equipped with charging ports for electronic devices. A queen sized bed, and a nicely cushioned wingback chair next to a reading light. A sixty-inch television hung on the wall next to the table. The bathroom had just the standard amenities.

Jace and his companion looked around, and the woman just pointed to the bed. Overcome with nervousness, he grinned and bounced back on it, smiling at his new companion. Her mouth screwed up in irritation and she lifted the bedspread and jerked her thumb to the side.

"Oh, geez. Yeah, I guess that would be the thing to do, huh?" Jace rolled off and walked to the foot of the bed to strip the cover off when the lights went out in the room. He paused as he felt the woman slide in behind him. Her hand caressed his chest and then fell down to cup his cock through his tight underwear. "Mmm," he heard her moan as she stroked him. Then she disappeared again, and he heard the curtains rustle and they let in just a little light from the outside. Like most hotel rooms, the windows had the heavy curtains over the sheer ones, allowing her to let in the perfect amount of light.

Jace could just see her shadowy form in the gloom. "So, umm, Luscious, I guess you take your privacy pretty seriously, huh? Not that I blame you, but even if I did see your face, and recog..."

Luscious placed her fingers on his lips, and Jace got the hint and shut up. She tapped on his mask and made the cutest questioning sound. "Hmm?"

"What? Oh, the mask. I don't mind taking it off. I'm just a real estate agent. No harm if anyone recognizes me. Heck, I might even get a sale out of it, right?" She shushed him with her fingers again and then reached around his neck and drew his face down to her mask. Her face tilted up and he felt her lips on his for the first time. Warm and soft, the tenderness of the kiss made him sigh and relax for the first time since walking into the hotel. He let his arms find their way around her curvy body and pulled her into his body tightly.

Jace was gratified to hear a similar sigh from the mature woman in his arms. Their kiss grew heated and his arms slipped down to cup the two lobes of her ass. Luscious curled a leg around his and gave him her full body weight. He felt her breathing in his ear as her body clung to his and he turned and walked them to the bed.

Luscious stopped and pushed from his arms and stood there breathing deeply, just looking at him in the gloom. For a moment, Jace wondered and was worried if perhaps she was uncertain about this coupling, and decided to push the matter. He reached down and peeled off his boxer-briefs, then sat on the bed naked.

Jace smiled and leaned back on his arms. "Okay, my luscious fox, it's your turn."

Again, the woman seemed to pause, seemingly on the brink of staying or leaving, when he heard her exhale hard. Her hands drew the knot from the tie that held her robe closed. She shrugged from the robe and it fell to the ground. Beneath it she wore a matching lace bra and pantie set. He supposed they may have been red, but it was hard to tell in the low light.

He opened his arms for the woman. "Okay, I'll take care of the rest."

One step at a time, she stepped into his grasp and he pulled her body into his. He reached up and caressed down her arms and over her hips and thighs before turning her away from him. Jace did the same thing down her back before reaching around and sliding his hands up her thighs and over her vulva. He heard her gasp as his hands touched her private places and he felt her shiver. Maybe she's as new to this as I am, he thought.

His hands retraced their steps up her back and stopped at her bra strap. He gave her a five count before his practiced fingers released the triple hooks. He swept the straps from her shoulders, then slid his hands around her and under the brassiere. Her tits were a mighty handful, big, soft, and natural. Her nipples grew hard under his fingers, and he let the roughness of the side of his thumb graze over them. Jace let his hands fall to her hips and he pulled the curvy woman down onto his lap before moving his hands down to her knees and gently opening her legs.

"You're exquisite. I can tell even in the dark, even with the mask. Your skin is so smooth. Your body is so soft and feminine. I can't wait to taste all of you," Jace purred in her ear and felt her body respond, relaxing against his chest.

Her legs opened even wider as he turned her on his lap so that he could see her breasts and his hand caressed over the gusset of her panties. Luscious whined and was breathing in ragged gasps, as if she was holding her breath from minute to minute. The gusset was already damp, and he took it as a sign to move forward.

Luscious moaned with her lips closed tightly as Jace's fingers slipped under her panties and caressed her most intimate parts. When his fingertip slipped inside her, she whined like an animal for a moment before standing and hurriedly stripped off her panties and then launched herself at the young man. Pushing him down on his back, she straddled him in a near frenzy, rubbing her bare pussy on his hard cock.

Jace grinned like a maniac as her heavy breasts hung over his face. His eyes had adjusted to the low light, and he found he could see her form well. He reached up and grasped her tits in both hands and squeezed firmly as his thumbs went to work on her nipples again.

Luscious reached between her legs and grasped Jace's cock and aimed at her opening before sinking down on it with a strangled cry of desire. She rose and fell a half dozen times, each effort bringing a whine from her lips until he was fully sheathed within her. She sat on him and pushed herself up on his chest. Looking down into his eyes, she rolled her hips slowly, enjoying each stroke as his cock slipped in and out of her.

She lowered herself over him, and her lips found his as her pelvic muscles squeezed his cock. She panted in his ear as his hands caressed her ass. "Your pussy feels so good," Jace whispered, then holding her around her waist, rolled them both over. He heard her whine in disappointment when he disrupted their coupling. "Don't worry. My cock will be back in there, but first I want to taste you and see how luscious you are."

He lowered himself down over her body, taking time with his lips and tongue on her engorged nipples. His fingers again found their way between her legs and he slipped a pair inside her, and curled them to caress her G-spot.

"Ohhhh," Luscious moaned, with her mouth open for the first time. Jace smiled and sucked a plump nipple into his mouth and pinched it between his tongue and top teeth. "Hooohhhh," she moaned again and her back arched on the sheets. After a few minutes, he withdrew his fingers and slipped down her body.

Her pussy was beyond slick at this point, and his fingers were coated with her syrupy white goo. He pushed his nose into her clit and licked as deeply as his tongue would reach inside her. He felt her hands in his hair as she pushed his face into her honey hole.

Jace loved licking pussy. The taste and smell, but most of all, loved the way women responded to it, this super intimate act of giving pleasure. As he licked and sucked, Luscious' body undulated wildly, her hips lifting off the sheet and falling back as she wailed behind closed teeth.

Jace climbed over her body as Luscious lay on her back, recovering from a leg-shaking orgasm. He kissed her in the near darkness and she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him tight. She felt his cock slide through her labia and unerringly poke into her love tunnel. "Oh, yes!" she whispered and whined in her pure carnal need.

Starting slow and easy, Jace increased his pace until he was receiving a grunt from the lusty woman whose hands and lips and fingernails told him how much pleasure she was experiencing beneath his thrusting body. Her legs wrapped around his hips and he knew her nails were leaving red trails across his back, but the pain only served to incite him further.

Jace fell back on his heels and lifted her lower body onto his thighs, pulling her into him hard as his hips torqued forward. Their bodies made wet slapping sounds, and they grunted and moaned with each impact until Jace felt the inevitable, beginning to occur.

"I'm going to cum, Luscious. Unless you tell me not to, I'm going to fill your pussy up with so much cum it's going to drip out of you for a week." His eyes were fastened on her undulating tits that hopped and bounced with every impact, as Luscious' hands clawed up great handfuls of bedsheet.

Luscious looked at her young lover and nodded enthusiastically, telling him she wanted his cum inside her, wanted to feel it fill her and spill out onto the sheets.

"Oh Lusciooouuss!" Jacen cried out as he exploded inside the mysterious woman, firing her cum deep inside her for what seemed the longest orgasm of his life. He released her legs, let her body slip back on the sheets, and sank down beside her. She rolled to spoon up to his side and he could see a smile on her face.

"Was it good?" he asked, only half serious, and laughed when the woman clapped quietly and then held up two fingers.

"Two orgasms?" Jace asked, and when she nodded, he chuckled. "Well, I've still got plenty of gas in the tank," he began, "so give me a minute, and I..." He trailed off when he saw her shaking her head.

"You have to go? Already? I'm still hoping to coax that mask off you and see that pretty face."

Luscious smiled, but nodded. She had to leave. "I wish we had more time. I wouldn't mind seeing you again sometime if you are free. You can contact me through Mitch and..." The curvy woman hushed him yet again with her fingertips and then kissed him with passion. He held her tightly and released her when she broke the kiss.

Jace watched his new lover gather her undergarments and slip into her robe. Luscious turned back to him, blew him a kiss, and within moments, was gone.

***

Jace donned his mask and briefs and made his way back towards the conference room to find Cathy sitting in a chair, dressed and ready to travel. She was casually typing out something on her phone, and his backpack was at her feet. She gave him a flat smile. "Have a good time, hun?"

Jace blinked and thought for a moment. "I'm not sure. It certainly wasn't what I was expecting."

Cathy gave him an exasperated expression. "You got that right, handsome. I picked a guy who looked great, but in the room thought he was god's gift to women. If it wasn't for my trusty fingers and thinking of you, I'd be orgasm-less this evening. Next time, I'm going to pick one of the pudgy ones. At least he'll try harder."

***

Jace walked through the hotel parking lot, silently contemplating his evening. Luscious had been so luscious, and he'd been enthralled with the mystery of her, enraptured with the scent of her, enticed by the silhouette of her in the dim light of that room. He heard the scuff of a shoe on pavement and was shaken from his reverie by the lovely woman he was still with.

"So, Cathy, would you like me to stay with you tonight? I'm not tired at all," he said, and if Cathy replied, he never heard it. At the edge of the parking lot, a white transit van pulled out and headed for the thoroughfare. With a single glance, he knew it and would know it anywhere. The van had a rectangle of worn paint on the side panel and a square of worn paint on the front door. Worn paint made so by magnetic signs that were frequently put on and taken off at the whim of the owner. An owner he'd known for his whole life.

Oh, God. The mask! He thought, covering his mouth in shock.

***

Jace had to cancel a pair of showings in order to take the trip. He didn't want to. God knew he'd rather do anything fucking else. But he had to. It was a thirty-five minute trip out into the countryside, and ordinarily he enjoyed the scenery, but today the miles flew by unnoticed.

When he turned onto the last street, Jace could see the house at the end of the road. It was a classic white country farmhouse with a rustic red barn across the drive. Since getting into real estate like his mother, he had wondered just how much this charming place would sell for on the market, but today he hardly noticed it.

Instead, he only saw the white transit van in the driveway and the lean older man leaning into the cargo door.

Dale heard the sound of tires on gravel and turned to see Jace's SUV coming down the drive. He shielded his eyes from the sun and smiled when he saw the driver. He pulled his magnetic signs from the van and had a look at them. Dale's Handyman Service, Licenced, Bonded and Insured. They would need replacing soon, he figured, and wondered if maybe he'd just forgo it and retire when the old signs faded to unreadability.

He turned and smiled broadly as Jace pulled up next to the van and shut off the ignition. "Hey Jace, we weren't expecting you. What brings you out this way?"

Jace looked at the older man through his open side window and then at the backpack on the seat next to him. He sighed and looked back at Dale. "Nothing important, Grandpa, I just need to speak with Gran about something."

End of Chapter One

Author's Note:

I'm sure if you're a regular visitor to this category, you were probably pretty confused most of the way through this first chapter. I hope the ending and the promise of a second chapter have made the read worthwhile. As always, thanks so much for reading my stories.

Rob