I had been talking with Peggy Sanford via the website message page for a long time, and I always loved looking at her posted pictures. I've especially loved the ones of her with her legs spread wide in the air getting royally fucked by black guys. She is such a classic looking southern woman, and married, which adds naughtiness to having her pussy fucked by black cocks. I always fantasized about being in their place with my dick balls deep in her sweet hairy snatch. Unfortunately, I've never had any reason or excuse to be anywhere near Gatlinburg; that is until a couple of months ago.
Sometimes things just seem to fall into place without any sort of rhyme or reason. Several old friends from where I worked, who had since moved south for various reasons, kept asking me to meet them in Myrtle Beach for a week of golf. I'd never been able work it out. Then, about three months ago, I learned that my wife was going to go visit her sister in Chicago for about a week. My wife's niece had given birth to her first child, and there were some minor problems which could be addressed easily with some outside assistance. My wife decided to go help her sister with her first grandchild. At first there was some discussion of my going, but I thought it might be a good opportunity to finally work that golf vacation with my friends who were now living in various parts of North Carolina, South Carolina and Georgia. In addition, my dirty little mind began thinking that if Peggy were up for it, I could take the "inland" route over through the Smokies and spend a little time with her before turning east to the South Carolina coast. I sent Peggy a note, and with a little extra timing, we arranged to be in Gatlinburg at the same time. Peggy was delighted with the idea, and I put all the plans into motion.
The plan was for me to meet Peggy at O'Charley's, a place in town not far from her condo. I naturally assumed that this was to give her a chance to meet me and graciously change her mind about further activity if she so decided. This is her routine when she meets men for the first time, and I respected the fact that she had to be cautious, and maybe after meeting me in person she'd like to say "thanks but no thanks." After all, we had only been online friends so she couldn't know what I was really like in person.
I arrived about 11:45 AM, and took a seat at the bar. I looked around but didn't see her, so I just ordered a gin and tonic and settled in. I had sent her pictures so she certainly knew what I looked like.
In about 10 minutes, I felt a hand on my back tickling my neck. "Hey stranger," a voice said behind me. "It's about time we got to meet." She bent over my shoulder, making sure her braless tits gave me a caress that certainly got my attention.
I turned and there she was, looking even more beautiful and sexy than I had imagined. She was wearing a simple yellow top and dark skirt, and looked more like an innocent business lady stopping by for lunch than the absolute sex goddess that I knew her to be. As she slipped onto the bar stool, the skirt rode up enough (she's most likely practiced the move) to let me, and only me, see up her lovely legs, proving that she wasn't wearing panties, and to give me an almost peak of her thick pussy bush, which I knew was uncovered and within inches of my view. My heart leaped and pounded, but I stayed cool. I had to complement and thank her for the generosity as my eyes again locked on her perfectly upturned tits.
"Sweetie, I'm betting that pussy is even more impressive than in your pictures. I'm only hoping to get a nice up close view later."
"Oh I'm sure you will. You'll get to have a nice taste too," she responded. "Let's get a booth so we can talk." As we reached the booth, she slipped in first and asked me to sit next to her rather than across from her. The waitress came over and we ordered a round of drinks. She wanted to know if we wanted to order lunch, but Peggy said we'd just be staying for drinks. As soon as the waitress left, Peggy took my hand and slipped it under her skirt and between her smooth legs. My fingers found her moist slit and slipped into her slippery wet cunt. She pressed my hand there and closed her eyes moaning just a little. Then she took it out and held it to my face.
"Sniff," she said. "Do you like the way I smell?"
Her scent was intoxicating, and I put my fingers in my mouth to taste her. "Delicious," I said, "but I'm getting hungry for the main course."
"We can leave any time you want and go up to the condo," she said. "It's only a few miles from here. I can drive you or you can follow me."
"Let's wait a few more minutes," I said looking across the room. "I want to finish the drink we ordered, and I brought a surprise, hoping that you'll think that it is okay."
She looked at me puzzled. "A surprise?"
Just then she looked up as three other men stepped up. Two slipped into the booth across from us, and one pulled up a chair that he borrowed from a nearby table and sat at the end. Peggy looked a bit surprised, but broke out into a friendly surprise. What an absolute doll she is!
"I hope you don't mind," I said. "These are friends of mine. We're going with to Myrtle Beach to play golf. They live in the general area and when we made plans to play golf, I decided to ask them if perhaps they also wanted to meet you. They're all good guys that I've known for nearly 20 years, but if you're pissed off and want to kick me and all of us to the curb, I'll understand."
"Kick you to the curb?" Peggy said. "Why would you ever think a gracious Southern lady like myself would do something so positively rude? I am very pleased that you brought them along!" With that, she extended her hand to each guy, making sure her perfectly upturned nipples were fully visible in the process.
She looked at the other guys as I introduced them. "This is Tim and Paul, two engineers I worked with for years. Tim took a job with a company in the "Triangle" area, and Paul transferred to our subsidiary in Savanna about 4 years ago."
Peggy smiled, and made some sexy little moves after shaking their hands that, again, showed her fantastic ability to show her charms.
Then we turned our attention to Pete sitting at the end of the table. Pete was a marketing guy I worked with until he took a job with a company in Atlanta. Pete was a very handsome and well built black man. I could see the lights come on in Peggy's eyes as she shook his hand and held on a little longer than she had to. We all picked up on that right away, and thoughts raced through my head about great she would look with his larger than normal black "dick" fucking her country club class pussy.
"So you aren't too upset with me bringing along the rest of my foursome?" I asked.
"Upset?" she said. "Why hon, I'm just as delighted as I could be to meet your friends. I think we just might find something to do at the condo that we'll all enjoy." Again, she glanced at Pete and smiled with a sparkle in her eyes. She obviously found him very attractive.
The waitress came by with our drinks and the guys each ordered one for themselves. After finishing the round of drinks and another, Peggy said we should perhaps go up to her condo. I would ride with her and the other three guys would follow. It would be less than a ten minute ride.
When Peggy slid behind the wheel of her sporty baby blue BMW convertible, she made no attempt to prevent her skirt from riding all the way up her thighs to where her bushy twat was now in full view. As she drove, my left hand slipped between her thighs as she parted her gorgeous legs, and my fingers wormed into her wet slit. She didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, she opened her legs a little more and smiled at me, reaching out and caressing my cock outline in the exchange.
