Author's Note: the following story is a work of pure fiction, based on a nugget of fact. The people in this story actually exist, although no real names are used. The thread does exist and the banter between strangers who became long distance friends really occurred … and is ongoing. The meeting and subsequent events in this story are a total work of the imagination of the author and what he wishes earnestly might happen with these ladies. Oh, yes, the most accurate facts in this story are those relating to the beauty and sexiness of the four women involved…but even my words don't do them real justice. My thanks to Pookies, Copper Butterfly, Martini in Silk and Dee957 for their cooperation in my story, for their editing efforts, and especially for their friendship.
I could not believe my good luck. Here I sat at the back of a big café in a strange city, at the back side of a round booth with two beautiful women sitting on my left and two beautiful women sitting on my right. True they classified themselves as "mature" women but to me that simply meant that they had lived long enough to be experienced and very ripe and luscious. The best thing about "young" women is that they become "mature" women
But let me tell you how I came to be here. It would be fair to state that I am older than all of these lovely ladies. By the time I became aware of their existence, I was retired from an interesting career in computer systems, having made a comfortable living. But, without female companionship (or at least, not very often), I went searching for an alternative.
No! Not that kind of alternative! I'll leave that lifestyle to those who enjoy it. Personally I enjoy women. So if I didn't get lucky enough in the real world to be honored with their favors very often, I could at least exercise my imagination. I began to search the Internet, looking not for porn but for something more satisfying. I found it when I stumbled across a site called Literotica.
Literotica provides a forum for just about every sexual taste. Many people write erotic stories and post them for others to read and comment about. Other places on the site provide a forum for simple discussions between strangers who wanted to talk about the same subject. Some forums were used just to chat, others were used to post pictures, often including pictures of the delights of various women or the cocks of men and occasionally pictures of activity between two or more people. It was a sort of "something for everyone" kind of place.
I had always had an active imagination and envisioned all kinds of scenarios that resulted in me having sex with a wonderful woman. In the real world, I have been lucky enough to sample the wares of several ladies (no, I've never counted and don't want to) and I have never, ever come across one that I didn't like … well, some more than others, but I have liked them all. And, of course, in my imagination, all women are very beautiful and very gracious and generous.
I began writing my stories and submitting them for posting. As time passed, I would have a casual encounter with a woman in a store and my imagination built a whole story about it developing into a wonderful sexual encounter. Or I would see pictures of some woman on Literotica and a similar situation would occur. Occasionally one of my real world encounter would come back to mind and I would write the story, occasionally just as it happened, usually embellishing it to the story I would have like to happen.
Thus it was that one day I was perusing the Amateur Pic Feedback thread called, "Tits of the Mature Lady!" Well, that was like waving a red cape in front of an angered bull … except that my emotion was lust instead of anger. I have always thought that the tits were among the most amazing features of women and there is
nothing
like the tits of a mature woman. They tend to be large, soft and wonderfully expressive. I have often followed a woman to get a better view of her after catching a glimpse of large boobs. It is a situation that makes my mouth water, yet turn dry while my penis grows stiff and struggles to find expansion room in my pants.
A person with the user name of milkjug had opened this particular thread. Not exactly a term of respect for the dear woman but, guessing that she might have suckled several infants through the early months of their life, I could believe that she might have felt like nothing more than "a milk jug" at times. And yet that nourishment directly from the body of the child's mother along with her loving, caring attitude to her offspring is exactly what makes me so drawn to her mammaries.
In this case the lady had a huge pair of boobs, and my mind jumped immediately to the image of her, on hands and knees, as I plied her treasures from behind, those jogs swinging and swaying wildly until I captured them in my hands and pumped myself into her. The fact that she was a mature woman only made me harder, made me want her more.
I subscribed to the thread and went back to it often. Although milkjug did not post many times, other mature women joined the thread, adding pictures of their breasts to those of the originator. Most of them started out a little shyly, posting a "bust" shot where they were wearing a sweater, blouse or dress and then worked their way into more erotic shots.
Some ladies came to the thread, posted one or two pix and then disappeared. But four women, four magnificently-endowed, beautiful, witty, intelligent women, posted their pictures, chatted with anybody who stopped to acknowledge them, and then posted more pix. I'm not certain about who came first but a lady with the username of Pookies posted several pix of her beauties. About the same time user Copperbutterfly (properly Copper Butterfly but usually shortened to just Copper) posted her fabulous breasts. Another user, Martini in Silk (casually referred to as just Martini) posted her fantastic bulbous beauties. A little later, the thread was honored when user dee957 began posting.
All four of these ladies posted multiple photos of their treasures, much to the delight of me and other men who visited the thread. Like other females, most of the guys came by sporadically, as they had time. A couple of guys and I seemed to have more time and posted more frequently, letting the women know how much we appreciated their generosity. Actually, in my case, that was not true … I never felt like I could find the words that were strong enough to convey my true feelings. Every time I went back to the thread and found a new picture, especially if it was from one of the "Magnificent Four", I felt so honored, so humble, so inadequate to express my gratitude … and lust. Sometimes I tried to hide the lust I felt for these women but I know it came through. I could only hope that it did not come through as a sign of disrespect, the very last thing I wanted or felt.
All four of the women turned out to have tremendous senses of humor. They took all the comments from guys and gals alike, many of them pretty ribald, and turned it into something self-deprecating or funny or just plain sexy. "E-kisses" were doled out by the gross. The ladies made us feel like kings, and referred to us by all sorts of sweet endearments, most of which were probably not justified but nevertheless were gratefully received.
