This is story #23 of my series about my post-marital sexual journey. Read the first story (Babysitter Lauren) or my profile, for any background needed. You may see references to prior stories/people, but for the most part each story stands on its own.
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Carol
Late one summer, when I was in between regular sex partners, I was on Facebook and got a friend request from Carol. I had to look at her page and her friends before I realized who she was.
She was the much younger sister of a guy in my class in high school, and we went to the same church. I remember when we were kids, she was always tagging along behind her brother and me at church events. Her brother and I weren't great friends, but he was really the only kid I knew in my age group at my church, so we hung out together at church picnics and festivals etc. I'll bet when we were sixteen, she was probably about 6. This little annoying rusty redheaded kid with a bunch of missing teeth and dirty clothes from trying to hang with the boys.
After I accepted her request, she sent me a private message. We PM'd a bit, me asking about her brother and her parents, she asking about me and my family. Turns out we were both divorced (which of course we already knew otherwise we likely wouldn't have been chatting in the first place) and after some cyber flirting, we arranged to get together.
Carol lived a good hour and a half from me, so we agreed to meet halfway one Saturday at an Irish bar in a small city between the two of us. About 45-minute drive each way. We had a great time -- drinks and laughs and talking about our hometown, and as the afternoon turned into evening and we caught a bit of a buzz, we were desperate to find some privacy. We could only do that in my car in a downtown parking garage.
Carol and I fumbled around like two teenagers, making out and trying to undress each other in the back seat of a car. I managed to get her bra unhooked and her tits out, and awkwardly got my hand into her jeans and fingered her for a minute. She rubbed my bulge through my shorts, and I was hoping for a blowjob, but a knock on the window from a security guard ended our fun. It was clear that we weren't going to be able to satisfy each other under these circumstances.
Reluctantly we parted ways, but arranged for me to come to her house in two weeks. She still lived with her 17-year-old daughter, but she would encourage her to spend the day and night with a friend.
To describe Carol -- not the prettiest girl on the block. Decent body, overall, maybe a six out of ten. Not what you'd call hot, but far from slumming it. Average, I guess. Average looks, average tits, average ass. Better than I would have expected from when she was the ugly duckling as a kid.
She had two kids, youngest was the aforementioned daughter and older son out on his own. Normally she wouldn't warrant a 90-minute drive, but I had been in a bit of a dry period, and she was fun to be with and had the potential to be a lot of fun in the sack.
I got to Carol's house about 11:00 am on a Saturday morning. She had a job with some kind of loan agency where she had to be near her laptop, and if she heard a ping, that meant that someone had applied for a loan of some kind, and she had to review the application and issue a recommendation to her employer whether to approve or deny. So, we sat in her living room with her laptop on the coffee table. Every five or ten minutes, she'd get a ping and respond. She had to work until 1:00 pm.
After about an hour of small talk, I got impatient. Not willing to wait until one o'clock, I started kissing her and fondling her tits. A few minutes passed with no ping, and as Carol got hotter, she sat on me and straddled me while we continued our explorations. I pulled her top off and unhooked her bra.
"Ping," went the fucking laptop.
She grabbed it and put it on the top of the sofa so she could look at it while straddling me. I turned my focus to her tits- decent size, maybe B+, cone shaped with rounded nipples, not bad. I pinched and licked and sucked and nibbled on those nipples while she reviewed the application and emailed her boss and grinded her pussy against my crotch. My dick was fully hard and she was grinding so forcefully, it was starting to hurt. Suddenly she threw her head back and released a throaty groan that told me she was coming in her pants. It was pretty hot.
After she came down and finished her email, she ripped my shirt off and kissed her way down my chest and stomach. She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled everything off, my cock springing into view.
She grabbed it and said, "I knew you'd have a big dick. I love it. I've been thinking about it all fucking week."
She licked me up and down, looking into my eyes as she did, flicking her tongue around the head and slurping up the precum. Finally, she took me in her mouth and started working for my cum. She took about half of my length, and used her hand in perfect unison. She gave A+ head, and before long I was on the verge. Knowing we still had a good half hour before she was done working, plenty of time to recover for sex, I didn't hold back.
"I'm gonna come soon," I said.
She pulled off my cock and said, "Yes, I want your cum, all of it," and went right back at it.
I tensed up and blasted a full load into her mouth and down her throat. She coughed a little, from the amount, but held on like a champ and swallowed it all.
Her laptop had been pinging, but she ignored it while she finished this epic blowjob. She sat back and smiled, and looked almost relieved, while she swallowed the last of my cum. She jumped on her laptop and quickly pounded out a few emails.
Checking the time on her phone, she said, "thirty more minutes, then I'm going to fuck you like crazy."
I responded, "Well then we've got thirty minutes to have some other fun."
I flipped her onto the couch and unbuttoned her jeans, pulled them off, and her barely-there panties followed. Her pussy was shaved bare and looked damn good. Puffy pink lips glistening with her juices. I slid a finger into her cunt, slowly, and her eyes got wide as I did so. In and out a few times, adding a second finger after a minute or two.
Finally, I pulled them out and put them in my mouth, and she groaned watching me. This turned her on and she grabbed my head and shoved my face between her spread legs. I used my fingers to open her up and expose her pink center and aroused clit.
I went at her with my tongue and lips, alternating between licking and sucking and jamming my tongue up into her. I wanted to bring her along slowly, but she had no such patience.
Carol grabbed my hair and screamed "Oh God I'm coming" and again shoved my face into her pussy.
At this point I didn't care if she was still on the clock or if her boss was standing there watching us. Hard again, I moved up and shoved my cock into her in one motion, balls deep as they say. Hey eyes got wide as she threw her pinging laptop onto the floor and dug her nails into my back. Neither of us had any interest in easing into it. It was full bore fucking from the get go. Her legs were spread wide, I threw her ankles on my shoulders and folded her in half, getting as deep as possible. Since I had just come, there was no danger in me coming too quickly, so I didn't hold back.
After a few minutes of pounding, Carol pushed me back on the couch and turned around, mounting me facing away. She had a pretty nice ass, and she sat on me and moved up and down while I held her hips and caressed her round ass. She had her hands on my knees for leverage and was getting into a good rhythm. I reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, and she cried out in surprise, but increased her pace until I couldn't take it anymore. I held her down on my cock and shot a hot load deep inside her.
