Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: Cougar on The Prowl
Part: 3
Universe:
Summary: Horny, over sexed forty year old, looks for sex
Keywords: MF, MMF, MMMMF, MMMFFF, MMMMMMMF, cons, oral, anal, orgy, S&M,
Bond
Language: English

   This a copyrighted original work and the exclusive property of the
author.  You may use this work for your personal use only.  If you wish to
use it, or a portion of it for any other reason, please contact the author
for permission.  This is a work of fiction written for mature audiences
only and if you are 18 years of age please do not go any further.  The
author hopes you enjoy it and if you have, or have a particular plot you
would like to see developed let him know at senator59@yahoo.com.

   Cougar on The Prowl Part 3

   By Donato

   Both men continued to fuck her until she finally fell, exhausted onto
Quentin's chest, her body shaking and heaving, her breath coming in short
gasps.

   Hank withdrew his cock from her ass and squeezed the last of his load on
her while Quentin's dick was still buried inside her.  He winked at Hank
and Hank disappeared into the other room to clean and dress.  He was gone
from the premises before Jean recovered.

   It took Jean almost a half hour before she was coherent enough to talk.
She had rolled off Quentin and lay there, rubbing her clit and moaning
softly.  "Oh God, that was incredible.  I have never been fucked like that
before.  Hey, where's your friend?"

   "Oh I thought that the rest of the night would just be you and me."

   "Oh baby, and I thought you might be too tired."

   "Never doll face, I am going to fuck you all night and into the morning.
That is, unless you have to go to work tomorrow."

   "Quentin, I think I'll take a day off for some personal business.  That
is, if we can conduct it here in bed."

   "Your wish is my command." And with that, he swung his legs over her
head, his cock slid into her mouth, and he gorged himself on her sopping,
cum filled pussy.

   They both slept late that morning and awoke around noon.  Jean knew she
had been well fucked as both her ass and pussy were a little uncomfortable
but it did not dissuade her from thinking of more sex.  Last night had been
just what she needed but it had started a sexual itch that would require a
lot scratching before it would subside.

   They sat in his breakfast room discussing the previous night and how
invigorating it had been.  Jean pondered what she had in mind and finally
said it.  "Quentin, I need more."

   ""Jean dear, more what?"

   "More sex.  I want to experience everything.  I'm forty years old and
just experienced my first group sex and loved it.  I want more.  More men,
more sex, more of everything.  Can you accept that about me?"

   Quentin thought about this a few moments before answering.  Jean noticed
his hesitation and added, "This has nothing to do with you, you are a
fabulous lover.  I have never felt so fulfilled by a man as you have done.
But I want it all.  Can you understand?"

   He looked at her and replied, "Yes my dear, I think I can.  A man can
have his pick of women and usually does.  I admit that I must have been
with over 500 women over my life time, and I would dare say, you have had
maybe fifty men?"

   She chuckled, "Much less than that lover.  You'd be surprised what I
have missed in life.  Can you help me to get what I want, need?"

   Yes, I believe I can.  But are you committed to step into complete
debauchery in all its forms?"

   "Yes darling, I'm ready, its no holds barred time."

   "Well, then, I have to get busy.  And you my dear, have a job to get to.
I'll call you in a few days and we'll discuss what I can come up with.  I
must have your word though, you have to be ready to accept anything that
comes your way, excuse the pun."

   "I'm ready baby, let's do it!"

   About a week later.

   Jean had dutifully gone about her job but she was only going thru the
motions.  She knew she had to be free to gain what she wanted so she
requested a leave of absence, without pay, for health reasons.  Her boss
valued her and wanted her back so he granted the leave with pay, much to
her delight.  She told him she needed six months, maybe more, and he was
OK. Just stay in touch and let him know how she was doing.  Her monthly
check would be direct deposited.  All he asked was a phone call once a
month to say how she was doing.  She gave him a big kiss and hug, and
walked out the door.

   She lazed around the house waiting for Quentin to call and it was a few
days later when the phone rang.

   "Hello?  Quentin, darling.  Where have you been?  I have been dying to
hear from you and I'm horny as hell.  Can you come over?"

   "Not at this time babe, I'm trying to set something up for you but I
need some assurances from you before hand.  OK?"

   "Sure honey, what do you need?"

   "Ok first, will you do a group scene?  Both men and women in the same
room, or place?"

   "Of curse."

   "Second, do you mind S&M or bondage?"

   "Not a bit, it will be a thrill."

   "Lastly, how about inter racial, like black, Hispanic and anything
else?"

   "Quentin darling, if they have big, hard cocks, they can be purple for
all I care.  I just need to get fucked."

   "Ok babe, I'll call you in a day or two.  Bye for now."

   OMG, she thought, bondage, S&M, inter racial, what had she gotten into?
No matter, a cock was a cock and if it could make her cum, she would be
fine with it.

   Making good on his promise, Quentin call two days later and gave her an
address that she be at 10PM the following Saturday night.  He said he might
not be there to greet her but to just park her car a block away and ring
the bell and walk in.  It was a residential neighborhood and they liked to
keep their activities under wraps so don't attract any attention to herself
and dress very casually and demurely.  The house would be dark and she was
to walk into the kitchen in the back.  There would be a door to the stairs
down to the cellar where the party would be in full swing.  Did she have
any reservations?  None.

   Jean prepared herself carefully that evening.  She put on a filmy bra to
uplift her tits, and the briefest of thongs.  It barely covered her pussy
lips.  He hair she would let down and wear shoulder length.  Her makeup was
minimal but her lips a full red.  Black slacks that would slide right off
her ass and a plain white blouse.  She was built for speed and action, as
fast as it would/could come.

   As instructed she parked a block away from the address she had been
given.  She had toured the neighborhood during the day just to on the safe
side and was very impressed with the locale.  All the houses seemed to be
in the million dollar range and the one she was looking for was
particularly impressive.  It was a three level contemporary that was
enormous.  She guessed 5000 square feet at least.  She walked up to the
darkened house, rang the door bell and let herself in.

   She was met by a very attractive woman who appeared to be in her
forties. Jean was immediately attracted to her for some reason she did not
comprehend.  The woman introduced herself as Sammie and she was the party
hostess and this was her home.  She escorted Jean to a closed off room and
led her in, and shut the door.  "Jean dear, you have been recommended to me
by Quentin and we have done a thorough background check and you meet all
our qualifications for membership.  There are however, a few things I must
discuss with you before I can admit you to the entire scene that you will
find down below.

   We are a group of very discriminating adults who enjoy all the pleasures
that sex can bring.  We do not pretend here.  Everything we do, we do of
our own free will and nothing is too outrageous.  Does that upset you?"

   "Why no, that is what I am here for."

   "Good, we make no pretenses.  Anyone who goes downstairs is available to
anyone else.  No game playing allowed.  There is no distinction between man
and woman, except of course for their sex organs.  You will be seduced by
both.  Are you OK with that?"

   Somewhat non-plussed by the thought of a lesbian experience, Jean
hesitated a moment too long.

   "Ah, I see the subject of lesbian sex gives you cause for concern."

   "Well, in a word, yes.  I have never been with another woman."

   "I see, well let me reassure you, it is one of the purest forms of love
and if you just give in to your inhibitions, you will find a new reality."
Sammie rose from her chair, approached Jean and knelt at her feet.  "You
have lovely breasts, may I touch them?"

   Jean said, "Please, touch me." She did not know why, but she felt
completely at ease in the hands of this woman.  Sammie slowly drew her
fingers across Jean's breasts, lingering at her nipples as she could feel
them start to harden thru the sheer material of Jean's blouse and bra.

   "Do you like that?"

   "Uh yes, I do.  Please don't stop."

   Sammie held each of Jean's beautiful breasts in her hands and slowly
squeezed.  "Your breasts are beautiful.  May I see them?"

   Without caring a wit, Jean unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her bra cups
down and under her breasts, exposing them fully.  Sammie licked at her
nipples and Jean felt a tiny jolt shoot through her body.  When Sammie
sucked in her full nipple, Jean began to moan softly.  "Oh, oh, that is so
wonderful, Sammie."

   Sammie released Jean's breast from her mouth and stood.  She said, "Now
there, wasn't that pleasurable?"

   "Unbelievably so, Sammie.  What's next?"

   "Quentin told me he had been with you and assured me you were completely
STD free.  Will you confirm that to me?  I will accept your word as I know
Quentin very well."

   "Yes, you can rest assured that I am clean.  Is there anything else?"

   "Yes, we are completely uninhibited down there so you will hear a lot of
foul language.  But, it goes with the territory.  A fuck, is a fuck.  There
is no other word that fully describes it.  OK?"

   "Of course.  Can we go downstairs now?"

   "Just one more thing, if you feel uncomfortable for any reason, please
excuse yourself and leave as quietly as possible.  If a particular partner
interests you, feel free to tell him or her who you are.  Let nature take
its course.  You are a stunning woman and I am sure you will not disappoint
anyone." With that, Sammie kissed her deeply and led her downstairs.

   The downstairs had been divided into many sections.  There were private
rooms with doors, rooms without doors, various sexual articles lined the
walls, there was a well stocked bar with munchies to be had and the floor
was completely padded with a soft material.  Jean immediately noticed one
couple in the midst of a furious fuck right on the floor.  Sammie
whispered, "Jean dear, just take a seat at the bar and it won't be long."

   Jean sat at the bar and it wasn't thirty seconds before a handsome
gentleman appeared at her side.  "Hi, I'm Rod, are you new to Sammie's
enclave?"

   "Why yes, hello Rod, I'm Jean and I'm what you'd call a newbie, I guess"

   "Well, Jean, let me welcome you," and he placed a lingering kiss on her
lips.

   "Umm," said Jean, "you kiss nicely."

   "Here, lets try another," and this time he took her in his arms and
kissed her deeply.  She felt his tongue spear through her lips and explore
her mouth.  Her tongue met his and they explored each other.  He let his
hands drop down to her ass and began to massage her cheeks while pulling
her ever closer to him.  She felt his hardness immediately and knew it was
going to be a memorable evening.

   TBC