gang-bang cougar-[P-12]-(blowjobs-swallowing-anal)--part-1 thru 3-of-3

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Gang Bang Cougar

Part-1-of-3

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As I eavesdropped on the chitchat between the piece-of-ass hottie at our reception desk and the lady-killer who was hitting on her, I simply couldn’t resist the temptation to step out into the lobby and catch a glimpse of the sexy-talking dreamboat. After all, as an on the make and mature divorcee, I had a refined ear for a man who knew how to score pussy, and I did not want to miss out.

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Lucky for me, I was wearing a tight skirt and blouse that showed off my mature curves and big rack. Of course, that was my usual workday wardrobe, and since I banged the boss at least once a month, and mixed pleasure with business to close a whale client, now and then, my boss-man pretty much liked the idea of his vice-president looking like an on-the-prowl ‘cougar.’

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In any event, as I feasted my eyes upon the middle-aged lady-killer, I was not at all disappointed to see that he was a pure-breed ‘bobcat.’ My woman’s intuition told me that he was in his early forties, 3-years younger than myself, and with his lean physique and good looks. My feminine instincts also told me that he knew all there was to know about romantic fucking and foxy lovemaking.

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At first, he was too busy dazzling our young cheesecake receptionist with his sweet-talk, but the moment that I cleared my throat, he undressed me with his eyes the instant he looked at me. Naturally, I smiled my sultry smile, and as I ran my manicured fingers through my short and sexy brunette hair-do, we both knew the score.

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“I’m sorry, Ms. Madison, I didn’t know you had an appointment at this time,” Glenda, our hottie receptionist, apologized.

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The tone of Glenda’s voice told me that she had already fantasized about spreading her legs for the man way older than her, and as I stepped toward him, I extended my hand.

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“I’m Kendra Madison. It’s nice to meet you,” I greeted.

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“It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Madison. Tom Crawford came down sick. I’m Daniel Holcomb. I handle the pinch hitting.”

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As I escorted him around the partition and into my office, I swiveled my hourglass hips so that he could enjoy my shapely legs and delicious ass. Then, for privacy, I closed the door.

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“You’re a smooth ‘cougar,’ aren’t ya, Kendra?” Daniel flirted.

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I smirked playfully. I’m not that smooth. If I were, I wouldn’t be stealing beefcake from our hottie receptionist,” I admitted.

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“Don’t kid me, baby-doll. You get cock by snapping your fingers.”

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“If I slummed, yeah, but I don’t go slumming.”

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I wasn’t taken at all aback by Daniel’s blunt talk. As I spoke, I took my seat, and Daniel sat down on the customer side of my desk. We had just met, but we spoke the same language. Other than the fact that I liked how he talked, I didn’t know a thing about him. On second thought, I knew enough. I knew I wanted his cock in my pussy.

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That made life easy, and we could cut to the chase. Already, I had creamed my panties with a sexy wad, and as he adjusted himself in his chair, I knew he had popped a boner by imagining me in action, in the nude and I unbuttoned a button on my blouse.

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“It’s your move, Daniel Holcomb,” I flirted.

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“I’m staying at The Royal Palm Hotel. Here’s the key.” As he spoke, he slid his plastic room key across my desk. “Make yourself comfy. Order some room service, and get all prettied-up. I’ve gotta met some egg-heads for dinner, but I’ll be ready to party come 9 o’clock.”

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I smiled an amused smile. “Egg-head, I haven’t heard that in a while. Nevertheless, you’ve got yourself a date, dreamboat.”

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Returning my smile, Daniel said, “Good. I wasn’t really up for teaching your receptionist how to fuck all night. She’s a hottie, but why should I settle for a hottie, when there’s a ‘cougar’ fox to party with?”

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As we said our good-byes, Daniel hit on me with a gentle tongue-kiss, and as I pressed my big rack against his chest, he pressed his boner cock against my pussy. It was a clean pick-up. There was nothing clumsy about it. We both wanted to fuck each other ‘all night’ and that was what we were gonna do. It was just that simple.

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I got to his hotel room a little after six. The maid had already turned the big hotel bed down for lovemaking. Daniel had already had room service bring flowers and champagne up for me, and as I read his little love note, I undressed.

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By the time 8 o’clock rolled around, I was just slipping into my hose, garter and heels. I had already bathed, done my hair and make-up, and I drowned my breasts, ass and pussy in light perfume for lovemaking. The appetizer I ordered from room service satisfied my appetite, and as I got comfortable in the middle of the big hotel bed, I sipped my second glass of champagne and smoked a cigarette. I didn’t bother with putting on a bra. From the get-go, Daniel had called me a ‘cougar,’ and I was not about to disappoint him.

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When I heard him come through the door, I hadn’t yet finished my cigarette. He was early. I had expected him early, and when he laid eyes on me, he smiled and winked his approval. I was all laid out for him, in the middle of the big hotel bed. I had a mound of pillows under my head, and a pillow tucked under my ass. My stocking clad legs were spread, and with my high heels dug into the turned-down bed, my knees were in the air. I wasn’t wearing panties, and as Daniel eyeballed my totally exposed cunt, he licked his lips and began to undress.

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“Wow, ‘cougar,’ they’re gonna put your picture next to the word in the dictionary. You look better than fantastic, and better than sexy,” Daniel sang out happily.

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As a divorcee on the make, I kept my dyed black pubic hair trimmed to a very tiny, but thick turf 2-inches above my totally shaven slit. My perfectly shaped boob-job breasts stood up on my chest, and the black choker around my neck added a nice touch to my short and sexy hair-do.

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I knew I looked irresistible as I watched Daniel wrestle himself out of his clothes. He had come home early, and he was glad he did. When he dropped his trousers, his hard-on dick was ready for business, and I was more than happy to see that his dick-hairs were closely sheared for cock sucking.

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“Thanks for the flowers and bubbly, dreamboat,” I purred.

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“You’re welcome, baby-doll.”

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As he leaned down and kissed my nipples, I instinctively lifted my high-heels into the air, and Daniel parted my creamy lips and a nice shallow and get-acquainted stroke with his finger. And as my pussy creamed more cream, my hips and ass squirmed on the pillow.

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“Oh, lover, I am so hot to fuck,” I gasped.

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“How long has it been?”

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“Two weeks. I’m ashamed to say.”

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“Just a week for me,” Daniel returned.

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As he broke off our kiss, he went about the room to set the mood. I wished I’d grabbed his boner cock, but I knew what he was up to. As he dimmed the lights, and opened the drapes, moonlight splashed into our eleventh floor room. I put my cigarette out, and put the ashtray on the nightstand. Then, as Daniel disappeared, I locked my hands beneath my head to keep from diddling my tingling clit.

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“Hurry, Daniel, please, don’t cunt-tease me,” I flirted.

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Gang-Bang Cougar

Part-2-of-3

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Before Daniel stepped back out into view, I heard the clink of handcuffs. I let out a sultry meow as he came back to me in the romantic light of our hotel room and tenderly bound my arms behind my head with soft leather straps.

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“Do ya like it kinky, baby-doll?” Daniel whispered.

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“Soft-kinky is cool,” I cooed.

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As he slipped a harness around my shoulders, I held my knees up in the air, and as he strapped my stocking clad calves up tight, I couldn’t help but feel that I was in for a night that was a little over my head.

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Before I could say a word, though, Daniel started fingering my creamy and hot pussy. He went deep as he tantalized my g-spot, perfectly.

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“Oh, lover! Oh, dreamboat! I so need cock!” I gushed.

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“All in due time, baby-doll,” Daniel chuckled.

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As he pulled his finger out of my saucy slit, I felt the wildfire of lust burn my soul as Daniel tightened a blindfold over my eyes. That jump-started my hips and ass into gear. And as he fastened a spreader bar between my knees, I knew the man had me totally at his mercy.

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It had all happened so fast ‘ and oh-so seductively ‘ that I didn’t know the helplessness and the possible danger that I was suddenly in. No matter how I tried to move, I was completely immobilized. My legs were splayed wishbone wide. My darling pussy was completely exposed, and I was so hot-to-trot. The feel of my hot pussy-cream over flowing and oozing over my pink asshole told me I was oh-so horny. As I moaned my pleasure, I felt almost weightless with desire.

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Then, at just the right time, the touch of Daniel’s tongue flicking my delicious slit put me on my magic carpet.

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“Oh, lover, I so need to be eaten! Thank you! Oh, thank you!” I squealed.

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As I felt his tongue flick across my ass-hole, my hips, ass and pussy started going to town. I was totally strapped and bound, but I could move my girlie-business beautifully, as Daniel ate my sweet cunt with tenderness and affection. Then, as he peeled back the hood, the love he lavished on my tender clit made me cum.

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“Oh, lover, I wish I could run my fingers through your hair!” I gasped. “I’m cumming! I’m already cumming!”

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As my hips, ass and pussy pumped out my orgasm, sweat boiled on my flesh, and as the saying went, I was as please as punch. As I cummed so hard I thought I was going to pass out, I felt Daniel’s hands caress my airborne ass-cheeks while his tongue tantalized my private pink asshole as sweet as can be.

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“Oh, Daniel! Oh! You lady-killer, you!” I complimented. “Please, put your cock in my mouth!”

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When he came up for air, Daniel slid me down to the foot of the bed, and then as he climbed onto the bed, he straddled my face. Eagerly, I opened my mouth. With my eyes blindfolded, and my arms bound, it was all I could do, but for now it was all I needed to do. As smooth as silk, Daniel glided his swollen cock into my mouth. As I closed my lipstick-coated lips around his stiff cock, the man fucked my mouth without going too deep, or without making me gag.

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Words can’t express how lovely it was to suck my lover’s hard-on cock while I was totally helpless. He was over me in a push-up position, with his legs spread, and as he fucked my mouth. I could practically feel every intense muscle in his lean body clench with lust.

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I wished I could squeeze his ass and balls, but as I danced my tongue against his stiff cock, I knew I was giving as good as I got when Daniel got to groaning and grunting his manly sounds.

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“Oh, you sexy bitch! You sexy ‘cougar’ piece-of-ass!” Daniel screamed. “Mother-fucker, you can suck cock! We’re gonna fuck so good, baby-doll!”

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If Daniel had wanted to shoot his load in my mouth and call it a night, I wouldn’t have had anything to complain about. Of course, the moment that I heard him tell me how good we were going to fuck, my feminine greed hot-wired my nympho desires.

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I knew I needed to get laid before the sun came up so if Daniel wasn’t up to the job, I’d find a pick-up date in a late-night club, and the longer that Daniel cock-fucked my mouth, the more I thought that was going to be my fate.

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Needless to say, I never should have ever thought about selling Daniel short. He was the lady-killer who caught my ear with his can-do and know-how for scoring pussy. And when I made my move on him, he hit on me, and I got lucky. My lickity split orgasm still had my hips, ass and pussy writhing. And I was sucking my lover’s cock with all of my sex skill. I loved sucking and he loved me sucking him.

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It felt like I had sucked his cock for at least an hour, and as he dismounted my face, I had to flatter him.

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“Wow, dreamboat, you can hold your load!” I complimented.

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“That’s what makes me a star,” laughed Daniel.

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While we shared a laugh, I heard him freshen a glass with champagne. Then he held my head and gave me a sip.

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“Wow, Baby-doll, you give a hell of a blowjob,” Daniel complimented. “I hope you’re ready to fuck, now.”

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“Oh, god, yes!” I gushed.

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“I mean are you ready to fuck my friend, too?”

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Just like that, my entire feminine figure was boiling with fright. I was in complete bondage. I was blindfolded and I was totally helpless. So no matter what I said or did, it wouldn’t have made any difference. And I had fucked in enough big hotel rooms to know that they were practically soundproof. If I screamed, I knew I ran the risk of raising the stakes, and I was in no position to cover my bluff. I was in no position to protest, and as I brainstormed my angles, my subconscious saved my day. “Oh, Daniel. I’ve never been gang-banged,” I cooed.

“Then tonight’s the night,” Daniel remarked.

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As I felt him climb off of the bed, I listened to him open and close the hotel room door. I didn’t hear any other voices, or footsteps, but the moment that I felt more than 2-hands caress my breasts, ass and pussy, I knew I’d been set up. But it didn’t matter; having both of my sensitive breasts and my ass-cheeks felt-up, while I my pussy was being fingered put me on roller coaster of excitement. All of my nympho desires crashed out of their closet and as I squirmed in forbidden lust, I seemed to relish the taboo intoxication of my first gang-bang.

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“Hi ya, baby-cakes. I’m Marcus. How old are you, cutie-pie?”

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“Forty-six,” I replied.

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“Forty-six, and never been gang-banged. That’s hard to believe, baby-cakes. You’re such a sweet piece-of-ass,” Marcus mused. Before I could answer, Marcus hit on me with a hot tongue-kiss and a split-second later, I felt the head of Daniel’s erection penetrate my creamy lips.

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“Oh! Oh!” I cried. “Oh, fuck me! Gang-bang me, guys!”

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“You sure you want it, baby-doll?”

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“I didn’t know I wanted it before, but I know, now,” I squealed. “Touch me! I’m on fire! I need double fucking!”

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As Daniel glided his hot cock on into my creamy pussy, I heard Marcus unbuckling his pants. I was totally turned-on to be on the verge of losing my gang-bang virginity. After all, it was not as if I had never fantasized about being gang-banged. If the truth be told, I had whacked-off fantasizing about gang-bang lovemaking for years. In real life, though, I had never had the opportunity for one. Although Daniel frightened me, at first, my subconscious mind instantly reminded me how much I had masturbated and wet-dreamed of being of being be double fucked.

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“Oh, lover, give me all your cock in my pussy,” I begged. “Lover, cock fuck my mouth!”

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Gang-Bang Cougar

Part-3-of-3

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As soon as I spoke, I felt my gang-bang lovers untie me. With my legs and arms freed, I immediately guided my second lover’s erect cock into my mouth. It didn’t feel like I had lost my gang-bang virginity, but I knew I had. For the first time in my life I was being double penetrated and I loved every minute of it.

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With a stiff cock in my pussy and another in my mouth, the taboo lust of forbidden pleasure put me on a magic carpet of arousal and satisfaction. As I felt Marcus’s firm ass, I eagerly sucked cock while Daniel pumped in and out of my creamy pussy. I had 2-very cool customers getting me all hot-and-bothered, and as I pinched both my nipples beneath Marcus’s tight ass, I cummed another hard cum.

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With my hips, ass and pussy thrashing at the foot of the big hotel bed, I screamed my pleasure, and Marcus pulled his cock out of my mouth before I bit it off.

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“Oh, you hot fuckers! You got me cumming!” I yelled.

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As sweat boiled on my flesh while I writhed in ecstasy, I felt my blindfold slip free, and I opened my eyes. In the dim light of our hotel room, my 2-lovers could not have appeared more masculine in my dreams. Marcus was almost as handsome as Daniel, but his muscled physique took my breath away, and as they watched me watch them, Daniel stepped aside, and Marcus guided his big hard cock slowly up my creamy pussy.

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“Oh, baby-cakes, you pack a sexy snatch,” Marcus complimented.

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“And you pack a big cock, lover.”

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Now, it was official. My gang-bang virginity was a thing of the past, and as I held my shapely legs wide and high into the air, Marcus slammed his big engorged cock balls-deep into my sopping pussy.

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“Oh! That’s good fucking!” I flirted.

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“You bet it is, baby-cakes!”

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My second hard orgasm gave me my second wind, and as Daniel stretched out across the big hotel bed, I slowly rolled onto all fours without causing Marcus’s cock to pop out of my pussy. As I gave him my splayed ass to feel, and water his mouth over, he fucked my on all fours.

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Then, Daniel scooted his ass toward me and aimed his glistening erection at my lipstick-coated lips.

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“Yeah, baby-doll, gimme some more of your ‘cougar’ cock-sucking,” Daniel laughed.

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“I’ll do better than that,” I flirted.

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As he spread his legs, I squeezed his loaded balls and applied a lipstick coated lip-lock around his swollen cock. After the workout that I’d given him and he had given me, I knew he wouldn’t be too able to hold his load for all that long. As I flicked my tongue along the sensitive nerves of his thick shaft, I felt his hips and ass started to clench as his load boil up from his balls.

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“Ah, baby-doll suck that my cum!” Daniel yelled.

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I was not going to disappoint my lady-killer lover, so as I went to town sucking him off, it threw my hips, ass and pussy into high gear. Franticly, Marcus and I got to slapping skin hard and fast and deep. If there was anything that I could do about it, I wanted my first gang-bang to climax in a fireworks trifecta of orgasmic cumming.

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As luck would have it, I got lucky. When Daniel started squirting his scalding cum in my mouth, it set me off. I started cumming really, really hard. My orgasm was just a little too sexy for Marcus to keep his cool. As he grabbed my ass-cheeks, I felt his cock uncork his boiling cum deep into my over-cooked pussy.

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“Ah! Mother-fucker!” screamed Daniel.

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“Oh! Fucker!” Marcus shouted.

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While I finished off my 2-lovers, they finished me off with a wall-to-wall climax. Sweat burned on my flesh, and fresh cum became liquid fire in my mouth and pussy. Every ounce of my feminine mystic floated on a magic carpet of pure sexual ecstasy, as we all collapsed onto the big hotel bed. Playfully my gang-bang lovers smothered both of my big boob-job breasts with affectionate kisses.

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“Wow!” I gushed. “Wow! Never have I been fucked like that. I’d like to strangle whoever gave gang-banging such a bad reputation.”

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“Well, we’ll be back in town in a couple of weeks. If you’re game to go, again, baby-cakes, we’ll have our other wingman, Tom Crawford, with us,” Marcus tempted.

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I didn’t have too think long and hard to know what my answer was going to be, but to tease my stud gang-bangers, I kept my cards close to my vest. I’d never masturbated and wet-dreamed about getting fucked by more than a pair of gang-bang lovers, but I had to admit, it didn’t sound all bad to me at first blush.

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If I handled 2-fuckers without missing a beat or blinking an eye, the thought of having a third cock in my bed and between my legs didn’t really throw me for a loop.

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“What the saying, ‘three’s a charm.’ ‘The more the merrier,’ or something to that effect,” I laughed.

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“Not worried about a getting a bad reputation, baby-doll?” Daniel asked.

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“Thanks for the concern, but a bad reputation seems to work in my favor.”

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My gang-bang lovers let out a soft laugh as they began to rekindle my nympho desires for an encore performance of threesome lovemaking. Soon I was sandwiched between them on the big hotel bed, and as they spread my stocking clad legs. One of my lovers treated me to a very enjoyable finger message while the second diddled my tender clit with affection and skill.

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Only the poet in me could explain how incredibly desired I felt partying with these 2-studs. From the way they touched me, I knew they liked my ‘cougar’ style. It was the kind of flattery that an on the make ‘cougar’ - such as myself ‘ had paid her dues to enjoy and luxuriate in.

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Sure, it was double the pleasure, double the fun, but it was also twice the love, and after years of rolling the dice with one-on-one lovemaking, I knew I was going to make the most of my mature ‘cougar’ years covering my bets in sexy gang-bang style. As the saying went, at 47, I was supposedly in my sexual prime, and I was not going to be a fool by not making my own rules as I went along.

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If I felt the urge to spread my legs for a golf foursome to fuck my darling pussy, there was nobody to say I couldn’t. And as my insatiable gang-bang lovers fingered creamy pussy and clit to another encore orgasm, I knew I was in my element. In the middle of the big hotel bed, I squirmed with lust and squealed with pleasure.

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“Oh, you guys! You guys are so good to me! So good!” I cooed. “I cumming! I’m cumming hard, again!”

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“Yeah, ‘cougar,’ strut your stuff,” sang out Daniel.

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Reaching down, I took both of their swollen cocks into both of my fists and started stroking them. As they positioned me for more gang-bang fucking, I invitingly raised my legs high and wide.

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“Oh, yeah, baby-cakes, you know the drill,” Marcus complimented.

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“I’d better,” I laughed, “I’ve only been spreading my legs for cock for 32-years.”

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“That says it all, ‘cougar’ ladylove,” Daniel whispered.

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As I watched Daniel climb aboard me and tit-fuck my boob-job knockers with his hard-on dick, he held my legs spread high and wide, as I felt Marcus penetrate my creamy twat with his boner cock.

If luck were with me, the second time would be better than the first. After all, I was no gang-bang virgin, anymore. I was now all mature ‘cougar’ through and through. I was on the make and hot-to-trot, and I was pleasuring 2-hot stud lovers, while they pleasured me. If that wasn’t my ultimate ‘cougar’ credential, I didn’t know what was, nor did I care. I was in my element as a gang-bang ‘cougar.’

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The end…

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