Please note, this is a true story. However, I've changed the names, ages, places
and occupations to protect the other person's privacy. I have no shame so enjoy, LOL.
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Brokenhearted and hurting but does sex heal?
A few weeks after finding out the truth about Vivian, I was still really messed up. I didn't know if I was more upset at her for deceiving me so easily or myself for being deceived. I got a certain good yet bad advice at the same time. Lydia said, "Go out and fuck to help you forget." Well maybe the execution of this advice may have gotten me in more trouble then I wanted.
Lydia was a 30 year old lesbian who I became friends with while she was dating a friend of mine. We stayed friends after they broke up. I told her what happened with Vivian. She invited me to stay the weekend in a city she was going to be in a few hours from me. She was invited to her obnoxious cousins' bachelorette party next week. On Friday night they'd have the party with the rehearsal dinner the Saturday and wedding on Sunday. Since she didn't have a date and was taking a break from relationships, I was invited to accompany her for the weekend.
The bride and groom were loaded and paid for a large block of hotel rooms in a 5 star hotel. Lydia got a nice room with two queen size beds. She was very happy she wasn't in the bridal party. We spent most of the day hanging out and not having to do wedding stuff. She could tell I was hurting. Lydia gave me that "great" piece of advice. She also added that since many of the women at tonight's party were single and they'd be pretty horny after the stripper did his thing.
Lydia's plan was ingenious. She gave me a rundown on the single women that would be there. Whoever I'd be interested in, she'd pull her away from the pack after the party and help get us some "alone" time. She would also cover for the woman I picked by telling the others things like she had too much to drink so she took her back to her room. Lydia was like my very own wing chick.
The bachelorette party was happening in one of the hotel's smaller conference rooms. The men were having their own party as well but I wasn't invited. However, I had my own plan for that as well. The different parties kicked off at different times. Since the ladies party included some of the older relatives they had it earlier.
It was about 9pm and the drinks were already flowing. I was down the hall and saw the stripper leaving. I knew at least one major part of the event was over and the plan was about to begin. The person I had chosen to fuck made Lydia squeamish and hesitate in helping me. Sandra was 46 and 22 years older than me. But it wasn't the age that shocked Lydia it was that Sandra was her aunt and the bride's mom.
Yes, my attraction to older women was strong but also to big breasts. Most of the women at the wedding didn't really have a big rack I was eager to dive into. I wasn't looking to date just a great fuck. Sandra was a little thicker around the waist but I didn't mind. She has a 36D chest that I was definitely wanting to taste. She was divorced and not seeing anyone at the time so she was fair game.
Lydia protested at first but I reminded her this was her idea. She relented and was now walking Sandra down the hall. I "accidentally" bumped into them. I was introduced as Lydia's friend and I offered to help Sandra to her room so Lydia can go back to the party. As I was walking her to the elevators I began flirting with her heavily. In the elevator, she started flirting back and I could tell she was enjoying it. We were both handsy from the elevator to her door.
The moment we arrived at her door I made my move. I held her face, looked her in the eyes and told her, "There isn't another woman here I want more then you." And it was the truth. Then I kissed her on the lips and too my delight she kissed back. I grabbed her room key, opened the door and we both went inside with a goal in mind. We were going to fuck.
The second we entered the room I unzipped her dress and she removed my clothing. Her underwear wasn't sexy but those breasts were. I freed them from captivity and she moved my head to them like she was breast feeding me. As if she knew what I wanted. They were large and soft with big areolas. I could've and would've spent all night tasting them. But I was looking to fuck her and go.
I moved her to the couch, got on my knees and pulled off her panties. She probably wasn't expecting to get any so she was not as trimmed down there. But I went in face first anyway and followed by multiple fingers. Her large, engorged clit was such a turn on. Looking up at her while I was eating and fingering her, I saw this sexy woman squeezing her breasts in such a sexy way.
She gave me a few directions on when to speed up my tongue and slow it down. I was like yes ma'am. Each woman is different and it's nice sometimes for her to take the lead. If I learn an new technique on how to get a woman off, I'm all for it. And get her off, I fucking did! It was like someone threw a cup of water in my face. I freaking love older women and their communication skills.
Sandra stood up then pushed me down onto the couch. She climbed on me and my cock entered her wet heaven. Her hips began grinding against me. My hands and mouth went back to her breasts for another round. Those skilled hips alternated a circular motion then a forward and back motion. This MILF knew what the fuck she was doing.