The sexual reawakening continues among this older middle-aged group. Thanks to Lauren.
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Wednesday evening Karen, my wife, and I sat down for dinner. "I ran into Mary today," Karen opened the conversation. "She's the red head with the nice round ass," she noted. "She told me that after our Nude Day parties; she is having amazing sex with her husband, Paul."
"Really?" I wasn't really questioning. My mind wandered back to Saturday when in the heat of our adventure with Lauren, I sucked Paul's cock and then licked his spunk off Lauren's tits.
"She thinks we should do something to thank Lauren," Karen continued. "I imagine all of us have had a dramatic improvement in our sex lives since last Saturday."
I know that we have. Sunday morning when I woke up, I found Karen in the kitchen dressed in nothing more than a sheer robe. As if transported back thirty years in time, my cock began to swell at the sight of her erect nipples protruding from her c-cup breasts. I was overcome with lust. Lust I feared had faded from my life, only to be reawakened by Lauren, the wives of the men who shared Lauren, and my beautiful wife.
Without a word I wrapped my arms around Karen and gave her a passionate kiss. It was just a couple of weeks ago my wife treated me to a good morning blowjob when she told me about the women discovering Lauren. Now, I had the uncontrollable desire to return her the favor. Sitting her down on the side bench, I spread her legs, kneeling with my face inches from her sweet pussy, and proceeded to devour her.
She moaned loudly as I brought her to orgasm with my tongue thrusting in and out her slit and by finger rubbing her clit. I spun her around and positioned the head of my cock against her sopping wet cunt as I entered slowly, pacing myself. "Please, harder, all the way," Karen pleaded. I obliged. As the muscles in her pussy clamped down on my cock, her second orgasm, I exploded, sending streams of cum in her.
"I've had at least a dozen orgasms since Saturday," Karen smiled. "More than I've had in years."
"So, what do you have in mind by way of thanking her?" I asked.
"I have no idea. I don't even know the woman," Karen pondered. "I'll talk to Mary and the other girls. Maybe we should invite her over for dinner and get to know her a little. Then we can figure out something wonderful for her."
"Should I ask her to dinner?" I offered. "Just let me know when."
"When did you plan on seeing her again?" Karen asked.
"Actually I hadn't thought about calling her these past few days since you have kept me so busy," I replied.
"Dan!" Karen scolded. "Remember, I demand you see her! Get her on the phone right now," my wife ordered.
I took out my phone and pulled up her contact. Her phone started ringing. "Put her on speaker," Karen ordered me again.
"Hi Dan," Lauren answered cheerfully.
"Hi. When do you have time to see me?" I inquired.
"Oh god, I've been dying to see you since Saturday. Can you come over tomorrow afternoon?" she replied. "Is two o'clock alright?"
"I'll be there," I confirmed.
"Great, because I haven't seen any of you guys since then and my pussy could use a little attention." I blushed knowing Karen was listening to every word.
"See you then."
"Bye."
"You better take good care of her pussy," my wife admonished, "or I'm going to be extremely pissed off at you."
I pulled up to Lauren's house the following afternoon. She greeted me at the door with a hug and a kiss. Lauren led me back to the bedroom where we both began shedding our clothes.
"I am so glad you called," Lauren confessed. "I was getting worried that Saturday's party may have been too much."
"It was absolutely the hottest party I have ever experienced," I assured her as I went and planted my mouth firmly on her left breast, my hand caressing the other one. I bit softly on one nipple, then the other, eliciting soft moans. My hand found its way to her wet pussy. Gently rubbing her clit, the moans got louder. I inserted two fingers in her opening, curving the fingers to rub on her spongy g-spot. I could feel her body tensing, her orgasm on the way. I bit down on a nipple as her hips bucked and my fingers held tight as her womanly cum poured out on my hand.
"Thank you," she said catching her breath. "Can I break my own rules?"
"That's entirely up to you," I responded.
"Watching you suck Paul's cock on Saturday made me yearn for that feeling of having a hot throbbing muscle in my mouth again. I like the taste of cum I have been denying myself."
"I would certainly enjoy a blowjob from you," I said.
Lauren grabbed my growing cock and began stroking it lightly as she positioned herself in the bed. She began licking my balls, then taking one, then the other gently in her mouth, massaging them with her tongue. For the next five minutes Lauren orally worshipped my cock, not ready to get me off, savoring my pre-cum, sucking on the head and gently gliding her lips along my shaft.
"I'm ready for your hot cum now," she informed me as she began bobbing up and down, taking me in all the way. I started thrusting to her rhythm. This went on for several minutes. I had shot a number of loads the past days since Saturday that I wasn't about to cum easily.
"I am going to cum," I let Lauren know as the tension built in my balls. She stayed firmly on my cock. The first shot hit her throat and she gagged a little; the second and third hit her open mouth. She closed around my now sensitive head and sucked every drop. Lauren swished my cum around her mouth as if she were savoring a fine wine before she swallowed.
"That was wonderful, but please don't ask me to do it again," she said.
