A few weeks later after much preparation, Scott tells Lindsey to leave her Friday night open. She asks why and he tells her that the fantasy is about to come true. Friday morning they take a shower together, after he fucks her again and he cleans her body all over, her beautiful body glistening and ready for a great night. He goes into her closet and takes out her black high heels, black stockings, black garter belt, black silk thong, black bra and hoop earrings and tells Lindsey to put it all on.
Lindsey looks phenomenal in her outfit, at 5'4 100 lbs, with a 32 C and an amazing ass. At 6:00 PM the door bell rings and he tells her to answer the door wearing the outfit. She opens the door to a smiling group of men. Sam, Kevin, Ryan, Matt, Paul and Dylan all smile and enter the house. Lindsey turns to Scott and kisses him hard on the lips as Paul grabs her ass as he walks by.
Lindsey asks what the plan for the evening is. Scott has Lindsey follow him downstairs as the guys follow, all smiling and rubbing their big cocks. In the basement is a large round table set up for a poker game. All the guys take their seats as she sits on Scott's lap and he explains the rules to everyone. They are playing 5 card draw poker, and whoever wins that hand gets a prize -- Lindsey. Before each hand she will take a piece of paper and write down the prize for that hand. The guys all agree, as she takes a piece of paper and write down the prize. All 7 guys play the hand, everyone dying to get a piece of her and Matt wins. He grabs the piece of paper and reads it aloud to the group. Matt has won a lap dance for the entire next hand. Lindsey gets another piece of paper and writes down the next prize. Then she walks over to Matt and straddles him, grinding her pussy and ass all over his rock hard cock which is straining the fabric of his shorts. She rubs her tits all over his face, as he motorboats and licks her cleavage. Matt goes to grab her tits, but she tells him no, lap dances have no touching by the man. He laughs and says ok, and grabs his cards. The rest of the guys all purposefully take a while with the hand, enjoying the view as Lindsey grinds her body all over Matt.
Kevin wins the next hand, barely edging out Dylan. Kevin grabs the piece of paper and reads it aloud to the group. He gets a hand job for the duration of the next hand. Lindsey hops off of Matt as he moans in agony, sad that his lap dance is over. She reaches down and grabs his cock through his shorts, telling him he will get plenty more later tonight. She seductively walks over to Kevin, stands him up and gets on her knees. She reaches up and unzips his jeans. He's not wearing any underwear so his big 9 inch cock pops out and hits her in the face. She gasps at his size; her hand doesn't fit around it. She brings her left hand up too, working both of her hands up and down his cock, as Kevin sits back down and we deal out the cards. He reaches down, unhooks her bra and starts playing with her tits, as she offers no objections enjoying his big cock, playing with it in her hands, slapping it against her tits.
The next hand is a close one, Sam wins, just barely beating Scott. Lindsey forgot to write a prize down, so she quickly grabs a piece of paper and writes down the prize. Sam reads it aloud to the group. He is allowed to do whatever he wants to her during the next hand, with his hands, no cock. She walks over to him, and lies down on the table, as all of the guys agree that they can play around her for a better view of her magnificent body.
Sam reaches up and grabs Lindsey's tits, pushing them together, rubbing them, teasing them, and pinching her nipples. She is squirming around as he stops, and his hands travel down to her pussy. He rubs her pussy through the silk thong, and starts to pull it down. He slips a finger into her dripping wet pussy, as she moans in ecstasy. He slips another finger in to her pussy, and puts another in her mouth. Lindsey sucks on his finger hard, as he is rubbing her G spot hard and fast. He takes his finger out of her mouth, and works it into her ass, as all the guys cheer as Sam loosens her up for the rest of them later.
The next hand Scott wins easily, as everyone else was distracted by Lindsey's gorgeous body squirming around. She gets off the table, thanks Sam for a great time, and writes down Scott's prize. He reads it aloud and he has won a blowjob. Scott stays seated; as his cock was already out, all of theirs were, as they jacked off watching Lindsey get fingered a few minutes ago. Lindsey comes over to Scott, gets on her knees in front of his chair, and starts sucking his cock hard and fast. He signals for the rest of the guys to get up and come over. They move the table out of the way, and make a circle around her, all standing, with their cocks pointing straight at Lindsey's mouth. Lindsey goes in a circle around the group, from Scott, to Kevin, to Sam, to Matt, to Paul, to Dylan, to Ryan and back to Scott. After she has sucked everyone for a minute each, Lindsey stands up, still sucking Scott, but arching her back to bend over to suck.
As Lindsey sucks Scott's cock standing up, Sam slips his cock into her pussy, as she jacks Kevin and Ryan while still sucking Scott. The other guys stand around jacking off and feeling her tits. The guys vote to rotate, as Ryan takes a seat and Lindsey starts sucking him, she starts jacking Scott and Dylan while Matt starts fucking Lindsey from behind. The guys rotate like this every minute, until everyone has gotten a taste of her pussy and mouth. Sam lies down on the floor, as Lindsey straddles him and takes him into her warm wet pussy. Ryan stands in front of her as she sucks him. Scott gets a butt plug out and starts working it in, to loosen her up some more. Once Lindsey is loose, Paul decides to fuck her ass. Lindsey jacks Scott and Kevin, while Matt and Dylan grab her tits, as Lindsey enjoys all 7 guys at once. All 3 of the guys inside of Lindsey's holes are moaning, as they love the tightness of her holes. She is bouncing like crazy on Sam and Paul's cocks, feeling so tight and full as they pound her hard and fast. Ryan is just standing still, letting Lindsey bob her head up and down on his cock, feeling the vibrations from her moans on his cock.
Paul is the first to cum after a few minutes, as he shoots his warm cum deep into Lindsey's ass. Scott decides to take over in her ass, fucking her hard and fast right away, as Ryan moans loudly, shoves his cock as deep into Lindsey's mouth as she can take it and shoots his cum down her throat, cumming so much that some starts to dribble onto her chin. Matt takes over for Ryan in the mouth, face fucking her, as Sam screams in pleasure and cums deep in her pussy, coating Lindsey's walls with his warm, wet, cum. Dylan slides under her and takes over for Sam in her pussy. They fuck like this for 5 minutes, all the guys pounding Lindsey while Paul, Sam, and Ryan relax and recover. Scott tries to hold off, giving it to Lindsey for as long as possible but eventually he succumbs to the pleasure and cums next in Lindsey's ass, as Matt pulls out of her mouth, already lubed up and takes over for Scott in Lindsey's ass. Kevin shoves his cock into Lindsey's mouth, as he is the last one to get some action in the gangbang. Dylan is still pounding away at her pussy with his huge cock, as she tries to fit all of Kevin's enormous cock in her mouth. Lindsey is being stretched to the limit, as she cums for the first time from the pure girth of Dylan's cock. Matt cums from her ass squeezing his cock during her orgasm, shooting his cum deep into her ass, her third load in it that night. Dylan's huge cock starts to spasm uncontrollably shooting what feels like a gallon of cum deep inside of Lindsey's pussy. Kevin pulls out of her mouth, flips Lindsey onto her back, and slides into her pussy, as the rest of the guys cheer him on.
By now the room smells like sex and cum. Lindsey has 3 loads of cum leaking out of her ass, 2 from her pussy and one dribbling down her chin. After 3 more minutes, Kevin moans loudly and pulls out, shooting his cum all over Lindsey's tits and face. Everyone cheers as he finishes and Lindsey smiles, after experiencing ecstasy in her gangbang. The guys help her up and carry her to the bath which Scott has already filled with hot water and bubbles. Sam, Ryan and Scott get in the bath with Lindsey, washing her all over as she relaxes and recovers. Cum is still running out of her holes, as the guys let her fall asleep with her head on Scott's shoulder as the rest of the guys go sit down and play some regular poker.
Scott wakes Lindsey up a few hours later and carries her out of the tub, as he dries her off; she thanks Scott for an amazing evening. He whi
spers, no thank you, and it's not over, you got us off, we are getting you off. The guys have brought a mattress downstairs as they lay her down on it on her back with her ass hanging off the edge. Scott starts kissing her on the lips, face and neck as Ryan and Paul each take a nipple each in their mouth. Sam get underneath Lindsey and starts licking her asshole as Dylan starts licking her slit and hole, as Kevin flicks her clit with his tongue. Matt is massaging her belly, kissing it all over. Lindsey is in pure ecstasy, as she has 7 men taking care of everything she needs. Lindsey orgasms 3 times in the next hour as the guys lick kiss and suck her to back to back to back orgasms. The guys all thank Lindsey and leave, as Lindsey and Scott go upstairs to their king sized bed, and he cuddles into her, both of them naked, sleeping all of Saturday away, him pampering her and thanking her for fulfilling one of their fantasies, as they promise to do it again.
The End.
Cougar
I was surprised when the offer came to manage the new clinic down the valley. I liked the idea, I had managed the wellness clinic for an HMO for years. Then came some shuffles and moves, a marriage, a tragedy? Circumstance, like happens in life?
Back to being a single coming up on middle aged woman, living alone in a house that is too big, and working as just a Doctor on staff at the clinic.
Full circle, the rather efficient Nurse that used to work under me was now my boss. Unfortunately for me, she seemed quite happy with the position which I knew would be instantly mine should she move on.
There was no sign at all that she had any intentions of doing that. So, I took the offer.
How did I end up in this situation?
My husband Tom had bought that huge ranch, I knew he would be happy there but the truth is that I was miserable.
I just did not fit the lifestyle, I was used to living in the city. I had no choice for me, I left. Tom finally understood, when we moved back to just outside the city I was happy again, although my management job was gone.
I am probably a lousy Doctor, I don't like blood and I don't enjoy dealing with sick people. I see the things that people do to themselves over and over, it sometimes makes me so sad I sit alone and cry for them.
Looking at them on charts, a piece of paper? I can deal with that. I make the decisions that way of which specialist can perhaps help them.
Then my man, my husband Tom was lost in that crazy accident. It took a long time for me to finally accept that the rest of my life would be completely different now no matter what happened.
One day came that offer. A large increase in pay, a huge increase in responsibility, nearly 250 people on staff to keep track of? That was far more than the total of six I had to deal with at the HMO clinic. Why was I chosen? I really have no idea at all, other than one man, also a Doctor, but also a client, he knew me. He happened to be a major investor in the new development. He was the one that put my name on the list.
The bad part was the trip from out East of the city, across town, down the freeway nearly 90 miles, then back each day. Some days it was just a parking lot out there, I figured out all the shortcuts and that helped but still I found myself rolling in to my office garage some days as much as an hour behind. I began to leave for work earlier, then even earlier.
I knew I had to move, there was just no way out of it. It was either that or quit and do something else, and I loved the new position.
I put my house up for sale, expecting it to be a large problem the way things were going.
It wasn't. Not only was it not a problem but the broker ended up with two families from California bidding against each other, we ended up getting quite a bit more than the initial asking price which floored me.
The third floor Condo I bought was very nice, and just two miles from my office. Mine faced the small river nearby on one side from a large balcony. The bad part was one side of the living room faced the other building.
It did appear a little bit odd to me, the walkway between the two big buildings was only about 8 feet wide, it went into an inner garden section that was a common area in the center of the complex, well maintained. So I had a nice view at the front and rear, of course the other building was right there off one side of my living room.
There was also security, it required a key card for entry to any point, once at the outer section from the garages, then again to get into the building. I soon realized that several of the units remained unsold, so it was a plus that the area was quiet, most of the other people I saw were older couples.
With no lawns to mow or brush to trim, I had time freed up, plus the very long drive each day that had been exhausting was over.
I settled in quite nicely.
It was perhaps a month, I glanced out the big side by side four foot windows that faced the next building over, and saw some motion. A man walked past, he looked to be about 40 or so, tall and in good shape from what I could see.
I saw him several times, moving things around, it was obvious the unit over there had sold. I closed the drapes, to allow him privacy, then went on in to my office.
The next day I looked out and saw his drapes were closed, so I opened mine to let the Sun in on some plants. It was dark when I got home that night, I went into my kitchen and made a nice dinner, then sat in the living room to watch TV.
I glanced over and the drape across the way was about six inches up. The light was on in there, I thought nothing at all about it until I saw the man walk by.
He was naked, I could see him from the middle of his belly to his knees. His penis looked to be quite large, jutting out a good seven inches or so, it appeared to be partially erect. It was obvious that he was circumcised, I saw that clearly as it swing back and forth as he went by the window.
I sat there startled as he passed out of sight, then I got up and closed my own drapes. That had to be just an accident, with his own curtains pulled down that far he could not see me of course.
I sat and watched the TV, not really seeing or hearing what was on. That vision of the man like that kept popping into my head. I felt the familiar tingling in my own loins at the thought, so I got up and went into the bathroom.
I relieved myself, almost ashamed at the thoughts in my head as I did so. It had been several months since I had been with anyone. The affair I had had with a man named Carlton had ended of it's own accord. That had been fun but we both knew it really was not going anywhere. Carlton had called less and less until finally he just didn't call at all. The real truth there is that I missed the sex, but I did not miss Carlton if that makes sense.
Then I went back into the living room. I sat there thinking, got up and turned out the lights and the TV.
Shamefully, I slid the curtain up and peeked out over the windowsill.
The man was still there, still nude, but now he was sitting across the room in a chair. I couldn't see all of his face, but it was clear that he was watching something on the TV, I could see the flicker of light. He looked to be very muscular, a body like that is only gained from heavy exercise.
He was also fully erect, and masturbating!
I watched for a few moments, I could tell he was close to climax as I saw his upper body tense, then long shots of semen poured out and over his hand. He reached for a towel, wiped himself off, then leaned back and relaxed. I could see his face when he reclined the chair, his eyes were closed, he appeared content.
I let the drape fall, went to bed. I slept fitfully that night, and I woke several times with a dream of what I had seen clear in my mind.
I felt badly in a way, I didn't think I had any voyeur tendencies, but the vision had been illicit, exciting. Seeing the man in his most private moments, that was something I had never experienced before.
The next evening when I got home I peeked out without turning on the lights, he was there again, naked. The curtains were still partially up, perhaps even a bit more than before. I noticed a different light was on, before it had been something from the other side of the room that cast shadows, this time the light
was closer to the windows, there were no shadows.
I peeked once again as the man stroked and manipulated his penis, it actually grew to be quite large and swollen, seemingly even more than the night before. My right hand went to my own private place, it only took a few touches before my own orgasm crashed over me.
Once again I felt ashamed of doing that, peeking out at him. The rest of the night I left the drapes closed tightly, managing to control myself.
There was over a week of that, it happened over and over. The man did not appear to ever wear any clothing at all when he was home, he was naked every time I saw him. Sometimes he was in a relaxed state, sometimes partially erect. Several nights I saw him as he climaxed.
It began to become a ritual, something I looked forward to. I found myself hurrying home from work to watch.
When Saturday evening came a couple of weeks later, I was in quite a state. I was in the mood to be laid, just plain fucked senseless by some faceless penis. That is blunt, I know, but it was a fact. Yet that is a rare thing for me, to ever engage in risky sexuality. I have though, sometimes things pile up and I want a man to hold me, love me even if it is pretend?
I showered and dressed nice, wearing a new outfit I had bought. It had a patterned blouse that really was quite sheer, in background light my breasts looked almost bare, in normal light it looked to be mildly conservative. I left it open at the throat to the tops of my breasts. It showed enough skin to attract notice without being slutty. The shirt was short and snug, hugging the flare of my hips. With medium heels, the arch of my calves showed off the strong muscles.
I first put on a bra, looked at myself. Then I took it off, put it back on again.
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