Published on June 15th, 2017 | by LickIt3
Erotic Stories: First Time Back Alley Cougar
For years my single girlfriends had been raving about Club 502 and the hot, young cougar chasers that went there. I’d listened to their stories but never considered going there. Of course, at that time I was “happily married” – or so I thought. Then I found out my husband was cheating on me. A year later and I was “happily divorced”. Except that I wasn’t so happy because I really missed sex. I mean, really missed it.
When, Cherise invited me to go to Club 502 with her, I jumped at the chance. I was ready. I sure needed to get laid. I wore a short red dress that showed off my legs and had a plunging neckline. I still had some pretty good tits and I was proud of them. I didn’t get to dress this way at my day job in the business field so I had fun getting dressed up. It didn’t take long after we got to the club to find what I was looking for. He was tall with dark skin and broad shoulders. I didn’t ask his name and he didn’t ask mine. When he asked if I wanted to get some air I nodded my head.
He took my hand and led me outside and down an alley. It was dark and I knew no one would see us from the street. He was fast, but I didn’t mind. The moment his hands slid up my skirt I was wet. As his fingers slipped under the band of my panties, I spread my legs to give him better access. He immediately dropped to his knees and in a few moments, my panties were gone and his tongue probed my flesh, hitting that sweet spot. I thought I was going to come almost immediately, it had been so long. He knew exactly what he was doing. He licked at my clit and slid his fingers in and out of my pussy, keeping me excited and wanting but never letting me cum. Within a few minutes, I knew that I would do anything in that back alley feel him inside me.
I didn’t have to wait for long. He rose and turned me to the wall. He roughly pulled my hips back towards him and I felt his hardness pressing up against me. Before I could register in my mind what was about to happen, he was inside me. With one hard thrust, he shoved his cock deep into my pussy and I just barely caught myself from bashing into the brick wall. I felt like a wanton slut as his cock slammed into me again and again and I liked it. The only thing that mattered was the orgasm. As he reached forward and into the top of my dress and grabbed my tits hard, he seemed to drive even deeper inside me. He pinched my nipples, bit my neck, and growled, “Come for me, slut.” And I did. I came harder than I have ever come before.
When he finished, he zipped his pants and I heard him leave. I smiled to myself, as I reached inside my panties and let my fingers slide over my wet pussy.
I wanted more.