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Southern Exposure: The Woman - 2
by C. C. Ridley (auto480642@hushmail.com)

***

Our beautiful sixty year old heorine discovers that her 
own, "southern exposure", can bring sexual delight to 
herself and a younger very well endowed partner as her 
sexcapes continue. (MF, oral, anal, rom)

***

The next winter our beautiful sixty years young woman 
and her husband drove to Mexico to escape the cold of 
New York City. They had recently purchased a 35'RV 
equipped with all the amenities one would need for a 
luxurious life on the road. This trip found them 
heading to the eastern shore of the Sea of Cortez and 
its remote white sand beaches for warmth and 
recreation. He would fish and she would paint.

Crossing the Mexican border was not a problem. Within 
two days, they found themselves pulling into a 
beautiful secluded beach on the water's edge. A few 
other RVs' were already encamped. Towards sunset, a 
small unpretentious camper pulled in next to them.

As they sat sipping wine and watching the sun sink into 
the sea, they saw a handsome man in his early fifties 
exit the camper and begin to set up camp. Obviously 
alone, they watched as he meticulously arranged his 
site. In addition to the usual camping gear, he was 
preparing a small outdoor artist's studio. "An amateur 
painter like myself," she thought. "I must stop over 
and say hello." 

After they finished dinner, the woman told her husband 
that she was going over to meet their neighbor. 
Approaching, she saw no one outside. She went to the 
door and knocked gently. Through the window of the 
door, she could see the man was in the middle of 
preparing dinner. She knocked again, louder. He turned 
and came to the door. It opened to reveal a handsome 
rugged looking fellow with a wide friendly smile of 
beautiful white teeth.

"Ola, buenas noches, senor," she said. We're camping 
next to you. I noticed you setting up an outdoor 
studio. Do you paint?" He replied, "Buenas noches, 
senora. Bienvenidos a mi casa. I'm Richard Laury and 
I'm an artist." She was taken aback by his firm 
resonant voice and handsome face, but most of all by 
his audacity to define himself as an artist. She had 
known many people with wide ranging careers, but nobody 
presumed to define himself as an artist. 

"An artist, so pretentious!" she thought to herself. 
Slowly and deliberately she said out loud, "I've never 
met an artist before." 

"Well then, come in and I'll show you some of my work." 
As she stepped inside she quickly added, "I paint, 
too." 

"Wonderful, maybe tomorrow you can show me what you 
do." What he revealed to her from his collection of 
paintings was extraordinary. She could not believe the 
skill and range of expression. He truly was a gifted 
artist. 

She was overwhelmed by the quality of the work and told 
him so. She then quickly explained that she was a mere 
amateur and would be quite embarrassed to show him 
anything she had done. She excused herself and turned 
to leave, reminding him that he was in the middle of 
preparing dinner. 

He caught her hand and drew her back for a moment. His 
touch was a bold move, but she really liked it. He 
rapidly explained that he was also an art professor and 
taught painting. "Stop back tomorrow when you have some 
time and I'll be happy to show you some of my 
techniques." 

"Oh, I will." Turning, she left the camper.

At her campsite, she found her husband struggling to 
get a fire going on the sand. Distracted by his 
predicament, he did not look up as she told him of her 
encounter. "I am so embarrassed. I really misjudged our 
neighbor. He really is quite the artist. "Great," he 
said, "the hell with this fire, let's get to bed." 

Morning began with a quiet solo walk on the beach by 
the woman. She found the artist already set up in a 
tiny cove. He was sketching some nearby ground plants 
in very fine detail. He heard her coming and looked up 
to smile and wave hello. "You've come for your lesson?" 
At first surprised, she then responded with a hearty, 
"Sure!" He stopped his work and asked her to follow him 
back to his camper. 

Once inside, he set up a small table with paper and 
drawing pencils. He began to sketch a image of a small 
bird from memory. It magically appeared before her eyes 
as he deftly sketched. "It's your turn, now," he said 
handing her a clean sheet of paper and a pencil. "Draw 
something you are familiar with. Draw it from memory." 

She tried, but her hand froze in midline. She was too 
abashed in his presence. He gently took her hand in his 
and helped her to sketch a small bowl on a table. What 
surprised the woman was not the ease at which he moved 
her hand to create the image, but rather the intense 
sensual feelings flowing between the two of them. Her 
mind was certainly not on an art lesson. 

The feeling was unbelievable. She stopped and turned 
towards him. He moved very close and bent down placing 
his lips on hers. They held this embrace for a least a 
minute, tasting each other's sweetness. As they slowly 
separated he said, "I'm sorry." She responded 
resolutely, "I'm not! I'll see you later." 

Her head was spinning. She spent the rest of the day 
walking, thinking, and drawing. She made sure she 
stayed as far from Richard as possible. 

That night she made love to her husband with such lust 
and excitement that he was left breathless. "What 
happened to you, today?" he asked. 

"Nothing," she replied, "just a brief art lesson." 

***

The next morning the woman awakened to the sounds of 
Richard's camper preparing to leave. She rushed outside 
wearing little more than a cotton nightshirt and 
panties. She caught him climbing into the driver's seat 
of the truck. Short of breath, she asked, "Are you 
leaving now, without saying, 'Goodbye'?" 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. I must move on," 
he explained. 

"But I was hoping for another art lesson," she replied. 
He stood and looked at her, noticing the round full 
breasts outlined under her shirt. The cool morning air 
made them stand firm and the nipples hard. He pulled 
her towards himself, kissed her and softly cupped each 
breast in his warm palms. "I'm moving down the coast, 
maybe we'll run into each other again, soon." He 
squeezed each breast, then turned and entered the cab. 
As he stepped away, the woman was sure she saw a 
growing fullness outlined in the front of his jeans.

She smiled and waved goodbye. She rushed back to her 
bed. Her husband was not going out until he had fully 
satisfied her yearnings. Pulling her clothes off, she 
slipped in next to him. She grasped his penis and 
fondled it and sucked it until it became hard. 

"What's going on? You never want to make love in the 
morning," he said. She let his cock slip from her 
mouth. She smiled and looked up at him. "So, what is 
going on, young lady?" he asked. 

"Art!" she said. With that, she drew his cock into the 
swollen wetness between her legs. There would be no 
early morning fishing trip, today.

***

A week later, the woman ran into the artist at a small 
bodega while both were shopping for food. After a warm, 
but proper greeting, the woman asked him where he was 
camping. "I'm at a small beach not far from here. It 
would be nice if you could camp there, but the road is 
too narrow for a rig as big as yours." 

She returned to her RV with the directions and a plan. 
"You know honey, there is a beautiful beach nearby. The 
only thing is that it might be tight for our rig to get 
there. You ready for a challenge? I'm sure it'll be 
worth it." 

Her husband loved a challenge. "If it is really nice 
and the fishing is great, let's go!" 

"Oh, I did hear that the fishing was amazing," she 
said. 

In less than fifteen minutes the RV was trapped on a 
sandy road leading down to the beach. "How'd I get 
myself into this?" he asked. 

"Don't worry hon, we'll get down there," she replied. 
The woman jumped out and with careful guidance and an 
hour's time got the big camper down to a beautiful spot 
on the water next to her artist friend. 

They set up camp, had lunch, and got ready for the 
afternoon activities. The husband packed up his fishing 
gear and the woman freshened herself and changed into a 
loose t-shirt and shorts. She wore no underwear. She 
wanted to feel free. Out they went, he to fish and she 
to take another art lesson. 

She boldly entered the artist's camper without 
knocking. Richard was wearing a fresh shirt and very 
tight jeans. "I've been expecting you," he said, 
handing her a piece of paper and a drawing pencil. She 
laid them aside. 

Walking close to him, she put her hands on his face and 
drew his lips to hers. She began kissing him softly and 
then much harder. Richard responded by encircling her 
body with his arms. He drew her close. She thought of 
his strong hands molding her breasts at their last 
encounter. Richard lifted her shirt over her head 
letting her beautiful breasts tumble out to his 
delight. He kissed them and rubbed the nipples until 
they hardened. 

Once they were erect, he sucked them voraciously. Like 
a diver coming up for air, he pulled away and gasped. 
For a moment he stood and stared at her jutting nipples 
covered in his glistening salvia. Then, he slid his 
powerful hands down to her waist, caught the band of 
her shorts and drew them down to her knees. His hands 
surrounded and captured the naked round cheeks of her 
bottom. His fingers slipped down the space between her 
cheeks. 

Finding warmth and wetness, his right index finger 
grazed her hole searching for compliance. Gently 
circling, it yielded to his advances. His finger 
entered. She rolled her head back and softly moaned.

"Wait, you have me totally exposed. It's my turn," she 
said. Withdrawing his hands from her bottom, she 
stepped back and removed his shirt. She marveled at his 
muscular and well defined chest covered in light brown 
hair. Next she undid his pants and pulled them down to 
the floor. 

She was overwhelmed with desire as she stared at his 
massive brown thighs and beautiful thick cock standing 
straight between them. She had never seen a penis that 
full. Her eyes moved down to his balls. Huge and heavy, 
they hung between his legs. "I have truly found a 
bull," she thought.

Wasting no time, the woman went down and surrounded the 
massive head with her mouth. A trickle of cum formed at 
the opening. Wantonly, she licked it away. As she 
sucked on the head, she could feel it growing larger 
and the blood pounding under the skin. By now, her 
pussy was filled with her own hot cream and her clit 
was swollen, pushing straight out of its sheath. She 
slipped her tongue down along his massive scrotum. As 
she kissed and sucked, his sack drew tightly up around 
his balls. 

He pulled her up and away from his penis. He knew he 
could not last much longer with this intense foreplay. 
He kissed her ravenously on the mouth, breasts, belly, 
and pussy. He could not get enough of her skin, her 
smell and her wetness. He wanted to possess all of her 
at once, to absorb her completely. 

He placed her on his bed. Spreading her pussy lips, he 
drew her clit into his mouth flicking and sucking it to 
the woman's total delight. His tongue slid down and 
deep into her pussy hole, catching the warm cream only 
to withdraw and slide back up to deposit it on her 
clit. He repeated this many times. Her clit responded 
by swelling more and turning cherry red. 

The woman spread her legs in an act of pleading to be 
entered and fulfilled. Richard drew back and placed his 
thick cock against her outer lips. The woman heard 
herself commanding him to enter her. As he pressed 
forward, she realized that he would need help with such 
a large erection. With her right hand, she took the 
head of his penis and with the left, she spread her 
lips wide. Slowly, she drew him into her heat and 
wetness. 

Her cunt felt like a flower spreading its petals. She 
had never been so full. His penis stretched and filled 
her completely. As she led more of his cock in, he 
slowly pressed his body against hers. Their breasts and 
bellies touched. She could feel his warmth and his soft 
hair against her skin. 

Fully inserted, he began to move to the rhythm of her 
body. He was going to make sure she had a totally 
awesome orgasm. His left hand slid under her bottom 
searching for her anus. With so much wetness flowing 
everywhere, it was easy for him to penetrate. What a 
total fullness and sense of submission she felt. 
Richard seemed to be everywhere inside her, pleasuring 
her fully.

Filling her pussy so completely with his thick cock, 
left no room for friction. As he moved back and forth, 
her vagina moved with him. Her hot sheath moved in 
unison with his penis. She had never experienced this 
feeling before. From deep inside, the most enormous 
orgasm erupted from her body. She shook uncontrollably. 
She screamed with delight and moaned with pleasure. 
Ripples went through her vagina. Again and again, she 
reached the apex of pure pleasure. Minutes went by as 
she slowly regained a sense of normalcy. 

She finally relaxed and felt Richard slowly 
withdrawing. She knew he had not come. His penis came 
out with an audible "pop" and stood huge and firmly 
suspended over her slit. What was next?

He drew back, rolled her legs up over her head and 
pushed her knees softly towards her head. The woman's 
pussy and ass were fully exposed to his view. Cream was 
running from her pouting inner lips down to her anus. 
He buried his tongue in her anus licking greedily. He 
explored deep within her rectum. His tongue pulled out 
and moved over her pussy and clit. Down it moved again, 
over and into her ass.

Suddenly excited again, she begged him to enter. 
"Please, be gentle," she said, thinking there was no 
way such a massive cock could enter her rectum. "I 
will, but I've got to fuck your gorgeous ass." She felt 
so exposed, so naked, and so excited.

He entered very slowly. He pressed the head in and 
withdrew. He did this several times until her hole 
relaxed and dilated. Then as if by magic, her rectum 
drew the hard thick cock in, desperate to consume all 
of it at once. Like a hungry mouth she swallowed him up 
to the base. Their pubic bones touched and fused. Their 
hair mingled. His balls swayed slowly against her 
crack. She saw deep pleasure form on his face. 

He was somewhere far away and yet so close. Then he 
came. It seemed to start from his legs and move up his 
body through his penis and across his back. He shot and 
pumped cum deep inside her. She sensed its warmth 
rising in her. This powerful spasm, felt deep in her 
swollen ass, brought her to another huge orgasm. She 
had never had two so close together. 

She felt him relax. His body softened and slid down and 
away. His penis moved out. She felt the fullness 
disappear. Her legs dropped down as he nestled deeply 
into her. His once mighty penis lay flaccid against her 
stomach. She felt the warm last drops flow from his 
penis on to her belly. The same warm flow of cum moved 
down the slit of her ass. His arms enveloped her as 
quiescence enveloped them both. Their love fluids 
flowed all over her pussy and ass. The smell of his sex 
was imprinted on her mind.

It may have been hours, she was not sure, but she knew 
it was time to leave. After all, what about her 
husband?. Sliding out from under Richard, she put on 
her clothes and quietly left. He never stirred.

The woman headed for the warm ocean water. As she 
walked on the sand, she thought of the total physical 
feeling of fullness in her ass and pussy. Both holes 
were still swollen and dilated. She also thought that 
she had never been so totally sexually satisfied in her 
life.

She entered the sea fully clothed, then removed them, 
and let the warm salt water wash her body clean. She 
experienced a oneness with nature that she never felt 
before. There was so much to think about. She thought 
how only a year earlier her sexual desires were 
awakened by a chance encounter with another older 
artist and this year she moved further into this 
exploration with another chance encounter with a 
younger artist. 

It seemed so strange. Dark thoughts began to cloud her 
thoughts. She had a wonderful spouse. Sure. fishing was 
his thing, but they loved each other very much. Could 
she continue to do these kinds of things without 
seriously damaging her marriage? The contentment was 
disappearing from her mind. She looked around quickly 
and ran out of the water to her RV holding her clothes 
in her hands. 

As she rinsed and changed into fresh clothes, she made 
a very important decision. She heard her husband enter 
the vehicle. "Hi honey, how was the fishing?" she 
asked. 

"Great, I could stay here for a whole week," he said. 

She moved close to him and kissed him lightly. "Listen, 
I know you won't understand this, but I really feel we 
have to head home. I can't take this camping any 
longer. We just have to go. I'm sorry." This time she 
kissed him deeply. She continued, "Let's go for a slow 
walk on the beach. I'm feeling a little sore right now. 
And then let's pack up and leave." 

They left the RV. As they walked together down the 
shore he said, "I know, the art lessons were too hard. 
You don't feel like you can do it anymore. Right?" 

"Kinda. You have always been so perceptive in your own 
way. So what do you say?" she responded. 

He replied, "You know darling, I've always said, 'What 
gives you pleasure, gives me pleasure.'"

"I really, really love you," she said. Taking his hand, 
they returned to the camper and prepared to leave.

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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