Susan was well-educated and a successful woman in her own right. But her career had been put on hold for her husband after being appointed Dean at the prestigious Boston College. Being in another state meant that Susan had to give up her career and move away from all her friends and family.
But she realized this was an opportunity that her husband couldn't refuse or the money they offered. Susan loved her husband very much, so agreed to the move. She could start her career again in the new location in the much colder upper state of Massachusetts.
That was twelve months ago. If you asked Susan now if she would do it again, you might get a different answer. To date, the only position Susan was able to fill was a tutor and guidance consular at her Husbands college. Hardly the fulfilling role she had planned on when they had arrived.
"Susan, we have been over this a hundred times in the last six months. I have tenure here for the next five years, and then I can retire, and everything will be different, I promise."
"Brad, five years is a lifetime away for me living here. I miss my girls and my friends, but worst of all, everyone here is stuck up and arrogant. Brad, you married a Texan, and I'm just not happy here with these people. Jesus, the closest thing I have to a friend, is Mary, and we are just different people."
"Look, I know you miss all your friends, and God knows I miss the girls as well, but they have their own lives. Kristy lives in Australia, and Abby is off at college, so you wouldn't see them anyway. Why don't you get a hobby, join the gym, or something."
Susan was furious with her husband's last statement. She literally saw red.
"How about this, Brad? How about you go fuck yourself, you condescending ass."
Susan stormed off, "Fuck him," she said as she got in her Mercedes and tore out the drive.
"Join a gym he said, so now he thinks I'm getting fat as well. Well, fuck him. He needs to take a good look in the mirror."
Susan drove and drove just in pure anger until she found herself in a part of town she had never been to, not that it was that difficult. She never really seemed to leave campus lately. Still, this part of town looked different from the enormous rich houses and fancy cars she was used to seeing. Truth be told, Susan didn't really know where the hell she was. She drove a bit further and saw a bar with some pickups and Harley parked out front.
"Now, this looks more like my style, you can take the girl out of Texas, but you can't take Texas out of the girl."
Susan grabbed her purse and strutted to the door of the bar. Pulling it open, she walked inside but coming in from the bright light to a darkened room, she couldn't see very well. Pushing her designer sunglasses onto her forehead, she paused, allowing her eyes to adjust. It was only then that she noticed everyone had stopped and was staring at her.
Susan had forgotten what she was wearing. A $700 designer dress and $400 high heel shoes, all of which made her look entirely out of place in a bar full of hairy bikers and lumberjacks.
It was the barmaid that spoke first.
"Are you lost, darlin'?"
"Well, actually, I... No, not lost. I just need a drink."
"Well then, I guess you came to the right place 'cause we have plenty to drink here, darlin'."
The rest of the bar gradually returned to doing what they were before she had walked through the door. Susan straightened up and walked to the bar like she was meant to be there.
"What can I get you, darlin'?"
"A Whiskey neat, please, and you know what, make it a double," she said, noticing the barmaid's heavy southern accent.
There were probably around thirty people in the bar, a few old men at one end who looked like this was their second home. Then there was a middle age couple but weathered looking and, in reality, were probably not as old as they looked.
At the other end was a mix of young men, some white and some black but all very athletic. Then on the tables scattered around the room were some bikers covered in tattoos and long beards.
Around the pool tables were a half dozen exceptionally well-built lads she assumed were lumberjacks. There was a large timber mill just out of the city limit. Susan had never seen it but heard that logging was the primary source of income for many people in this part of the town.
"Here you go, darlin'. That will be four dollars thanks."
Susan handed her a twenty from her purse and left the change on the bar. She had already decided this wasn't going to be her only drink.
Susan took a sip of her drink and looked at her phone. There were six missed calls from Brad. It would seem her phone had been on silent, and she thought it could stay that way. She didn't want to speak to him right now, so placed it back in her purse.
The barmaid was wiping glasses in front of Susan, "If you don't mind me saying, darlin', you are way too pretty and way too well dressed to be from around here. Are you sure you ain't lost."
The girl was pretty. Deep South pretty. If Susan had to guess, she would say Louisiana or Georgia. With long black hair and emerald green eyes, and a beautiful smile. She had several tattoos on her arms and chest, which continued down under her tank top, quite probably to her breasts.
"No, not lost, just pissed off with my husband, so I decided to go for a drive, and I found myself here."
"Oh, I've been there. My old man was a complete ass, so I left his sorry ass in West Virginia and haven't looked back. The low-life scum started drinking after he lost his job and kept stealing all the housekeeping money to buy drugs, the useless fuck."
Susan listened to the barmaid and started thinking things could be worse. Brad was a good man and a great husband. He just wasn't giving Susan the attention she craved and desired. Sex was almost nonexistent, and having an increasingly high sex drive, Susan needed more.
They hadn't made love in over a month. Susan thought she should buy shares in a battery company with the amount she used in her vibrator.
"So can I fix you another one, darlin'?"
"Yes, please, but make this one a single I need to drive after all."
Susan noticed the young men at the end of the bar had been looking at her since she came in. They were all very handsome, and she enjoyed being an object of desire. Susan had always been proud of the way she looked.
She was five feet eight inches tall and had a very athletic body. Her large breasts, twelve double D, were definitely noticeable and looked even more prominent on her slim frame.
She was someone you noticed when she walked into a room with her long platinum blonde hair and long, toned legs. At least one of these handsome young men had noticed because he was headed her way.
"Hi there."
"Hello."
"Wow, I just had to come over and let you know that you are the best-looking woman in here."
"Well, I assume that's meant to be a compliment, but given there are only three women here, the odds were in my favor."
"Oh yeah, no, that's not what I meant. I just meant You're really pretty, that's all."
"Hmmm, I'm old enough to be your mother, so do you often tell your mother's friends they are pretty?"
The other boys at the end of the bar were now laughing out loud. Their young friend, probably on a dare, had been burnt bad by this beautiful older woman. One of his friends came to rescue him. He was tall, maybe six feet four inches, a black man. He had very broad shoulders and was extremely handsome.
Susan felt an instant attraction towards him. She felt the telltale tingle in her pussy she always got when seeing an attractive well built black guy. And he fits that bill perfectly. Instantly her mind began conjuring up filthy things she wanted him to do to her.
"Hey, we're really sorry, ma'am. He's a bit soft in the head. Too many hits on the football field, you know."
"Oh, so you boys play football?"
"Yes, ma'am, we play at Boston College."
"Right, so go the BC Eagles!"
"Yeah, right. So you follow college football, then?"
Then the young man suddenly jumped back with his hand over his mouth.
"Oh Shit, I know who you are! Your Dean Benettes wife, oh shit, we are sorry to bother you, ma'am."
"Now hang on. How do you know who I'm?"
"Well, I was told I needed to come see you due to some of my low grades, and I need to get them up to keep playing ball. One of my buddies said you're a lucky dog that bit... That lady is fine."
"Were you just about to call me a bitch young man?"
"No, ma'am, I was just repeating what one of my brothers was saying, but yeah, some of the guys on campus was telling me you are smoking hot. So I looked you up on the campus computer. But shit, you are much hotter in real life than in your photo."
"Well, that's very nice of you to say...??"
"Michael, ma'am, but my friends call me Magic Mike."
Once again, the boys at the other end of the bar started laughing loudly.
Susan glanced down at the boys at the end of the bar and then down at Mike's crotch. He was wearing baggy jeans, but the enormous unmistakable bulge of his big black cock was clearly visible.
"And I assume they call you that because you're good with balls," Susan said with a sly, sexy grin.
The rest of the boys were now whooping, hollering, and laughing. Susan swigged down the last of her whiskey, picked up her purse, and placed her hand on Mike's firm chest.
"Now, don't forget to come to see me about your grades. We can't have you failing Magic Mike. The team needs big strong boys like you."
Susan then spun on her heels and walked towards the door, leaving behind the rukus of wolf whistles Mike was getting. The last thing she heard as the door closed behind her was that is the finest piece of MILF ass I have ever seen.
Susan got into her car and flopped down on the seat. She was overwhelmed by the intense pulsing in her pussy. If she hadn't left right then, her pussy would have taken over, and she would have probably fucked him right there in the bar.
It had been well over twelve months since her last big black cock, and right now, that's exactly what she was craving. Her pussy was on fire after seeing the bulge in Mike's jeans. Her pussy was literally leaking juices.
Susan opened her legs and reached between them. Her panties were soaked through. Susan fought the sudden desire to pull her panties to the side and finger fuck herself right there in her car.
Setting the GPS for home, she set off. Brad wasn't there when she arrived home, so she headed to the bedroom, removed her very wet panties and dress, and propped herself up on the pillows.
Taking her vibrator out of the bedside drawer, she turned it on and slowly ran it over her engorged clit and through her long lips.
"Hmm, ahhhh, yesss that's it. That's what mama needed a little bit of attention."
Susan continued running the vibrator up and down her lips before placing it on her clit. Instantly sending waves of pleasure through her entire body like tiny electric shocks. Susan's pussy was so wet the eight-inch rubber cock slipped into her juicy hole. There was no resistance as her juices flowed steadily from her pussy. Running down her arse crack and onto the bedspread.
Susan's mind was on one thing. That beautiful, young black cock. She imagined its length and girth. She hadn't been stretched since she left Texas, and she yearned to have her pussy stretched and left gapping from an enormous piece of fuck meat.
Her hand was a blur now, her cunt making obscene squelching noises as the juices rushed past the rubber phallus currently invading her fuck hole, her other hand twisting and pulling on her erect nipple. She was on the verge of a massive orgasm, her mind on a big black cock fucking her relentlessly, reaching parts of her cunt never before explored.
"Ooohhh, fuuuck mother of God, yesss fuck me, fuck me like the whore I am ooohhh fuck me with your huge black cock."
She exploded in orgasm, her cunt muscles pushing the vibrator from inside her as she squirted cum across the bed and the floor. Her body convulsed as the orgasm washed across her. The spasming slowed as the quivering aftershocks subsided.
Susan began to relax, and her legs flopped apart, revealing her red and swollen pussy lips. They gaped open thick white cream running down to her arsehole like cum running out of her.
Susan reached down, scooped up some of it on her fingers, and bought them up to her mouth, seductively licking them clean.
"God, I taste good. I need to have my pussy and ass eaten out again by a sexy woman. It's been too long," she said, to no one remembering the last time.
"Is that something you would like my help with?"
Susan looked up, quickly clamping her legs shut. She saw Mary standing in the doorway.
Mary was Steven's wife. Steven was the deputy dean at the college. They came from old Boston money. And it showed in every part of their lifestyle. Mary was very beautiful, and Susan had often caught herself gazing at her flaming red hair and alabaster skin. Together with her green eyes, she was undoubtedly a very beautiful woman.
Mary was the closest person she had come to being friends with since arriving in Boston. But she never really thought they had anything in common. But that might all be about to change.
Oh my God, Mary, you scared me. What on earth are you doing here?" Susan said, desperately looking for something to cover herself up with.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you. But You look so beautiful and sexy lying there toying with your beautiful pussy. Please don't cover up for me. I'm quite enjoying the view. Brad said you were sick, and I wanted to check on you to ensure you were ok."
Susan began to relax as Mary detailed how she enjoyed watching her play with herself and how she liked seeing her naked. She couldn't believe Mary had come to see if she was ok. That was so nice of her, she thought. Climbing off the bed, Mary slowly began walking over to her.
Susan stood there naked, not too sure what Mary's intentions were. She soon found out when Mary leaned in, pressing her body and bright red lips against Susans, and kissed her. Susan willingly opened her mouth and accepted Mary's tongue.
Susan placed her arms around Mary's neck as they kissed like love-starved teenagers. Their tongues entwined and danced in each other's mouths. It was hot and passionate, and Susan loved it.
Susan reached around and unzipped Mary's dress. It slid easily down her slim body and pooled around her feet. Next, Susan unclasped Mary's bra, sliding it down her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Then reached for the waistband of her lacy underwear. Hooking her thumbs in the side, she slid them down over her hips, never breaking from the kiss.
Mary lifted one leg and then the other allowing the underwear to fall around her ankles before she stepped out of them and the dress.
Susan's hands cupped Mary's firm arse, lightly massaging it, squeezing it before breaking the kiss. Then she lowered her head to take one of Mary's erect pink nipples in her mouth. Gently she sucked it into her mouth before biting down on it firmly with her teeth, pulling it away from her breast and teasing Mary.
Mary now had her eyes closed, and her head rolled back. A gasp of ecstasy escaped her lips as the pleasure, and the pain sent shivers directly to her rapidly moistening cunt. She moaned softly as Susan's tongue traced its way down her body, gently kissing and licking her flat stomach and belly button. Susan's lips reached a very narrow strip of pubic hair. She kissed her way down until she felt the heat and the aroma of Mary's gushing vagina.
Looking at Mary's womanly gash, she saw that Mary had an extraordinarily large clitoris. It was almost like a tiny penis. It clearly stuck out from under its little hood glistening as the juices started to leak from Mary's large labia. Susan ran her tongue gently like a feather over the outer lips across her clit hood and down the other side.
Mary's hands rested on Susan's shoulders as she knelt before her. Her tongue slid between Mary's aroused cunt lips that hung down from her female cock. Then licking upward, coating her tongue in clear sticky juices before wrapping her lips around Mary's tiny girly cock and sucking on it.
Mary's Legs trembled and threatened to give way as the overwhelming feeling of another woman's mouth closed around her clit. Susan's teeth bit into it, holding it and moving her head back, stretching the clit as far as it would go. Mary's fingers dug into Susan's shoulders as the pain gave way to pleasure when Susan's teeth let go of the clit. Now swollen and erect, Susan watched on, amazed as just like a real cock it poked out from under the hood and stood proud in front of her.
Susan darted her tongue into Mary's gash, sucking and slurping on her well-lubricated lips again. Gently bitting down on the base of Mary's clit she sucked on it like she would a cock. Her lips puckered tight around it, and her tongue flicked it.
Mary was about to cum as Susan's head bobbed in and out on her girly cock. Mary couldn't take much more. Her knees buckled, forcing her gash to open and spread across Susan's mouth. She eagerly began tongue fucking, Mary.
Suddenly it was too much for Mary. Her legs gave way as her orgasm hit her like a freight train sending wave after wave of pleasure through her entire body. Mary engorged clit slid down Susan's face as her legs shuddered with orgasm. She collapsed to her knees in front of Susan, her entire body shaking.
Susan managed to hold her up. They now knelt facing each other Susan leaned forward and kissed Mary, letting her taste her own cunt juice on her mouth. Completely exhausted from the most powerful orgasm Mary had experienced in years, she fell onto her hands and knees.
She turned to hold onto the bed to push herself up, but in that position, her arse was facing Susan. Without hesitation, Susan grabbed Mary's hips and drove her tongue deep into Mary's other hole, causing her to buck and try to get away. But so exhausted from her earth-shattering orgasm that she couldn't fight.
Susan held her tight and pulled her back onto her mouth as her tongue slithered like a snake into Mary's anus. This was a new experience for Mary, and she was again in the throws of another orgasm.
Eventually, Mary collapsed back on Susan, causing them to both fall backward on the floor with her legs flayed open. Susan took the opportunity to lick all the juices running out of Mary's sloppy open gash and ass. She licked and sucked the sticky clear liquid up. Mary just quivered on the ground as more mini-orgasms assaulted her body.
Satisfied she had cleaned Mary sufficiently, Susan sat up and sucked her fingers clean. Only then did she notice Brad and Steven's reflection in the full-length mirror.
Both husbands had their shorts around their ankles. Steven had a pool of cum on the floor in front of him and more cum dripping from the end of his now softening cock. Just as Susan turned to look at them, Brad's cock exploded, squirting cum like a volcano, some splashing across Susan's feet and toes.
Mary had passed out entirely from the series of massive orgasms that had ripped through her. Susan instinctively lifted her foot in the air towards Brad, he knew what he had to do, and he leaned down, taking Susan's toes in his mouth. He gently licked her foot and toes clean.
The position in which Susan was sitting on the floor with one leg in the air opened her very wet pussy up to Steven's prying eyes. Susan watched as his cock began to harden and rise up in front of him.
Pulling her foot from Brad's grasp, she crawled on her hands and knees the short distance to Steven, and without even asking, she took his hardening cock in her mouth. With his cock in her mouth, she pushed forward, holding his hips. Steven's seven-inch cock disappeared from sight as it slipped down Susan's throat. She had always excelled at deep-throating guys, even back in high school. It had made her very popular with all the boys back then.
Brad watched as his wife sucked Steven's cock like a paid pro. Her head rose to the tip of his cock and fell to the base. Steven was in awe as Mary could never do that. Just then, Brad noticed Mary sitting up and watching her husband being sucked off by Susan. But Mary had a look of envy as she had always wished she could deep throat like that.
Brad reached down, took Mary's hand, and helped her up. They stood with their arm around each other, Brad's hand cupping Mary's left tit. He gently rolled her nipple as they watched Susan give Steven another orgasm. Steven flooded Susan's mouth.
Swallowing the first couple spurts, she kept the rest in her mouth, stepped across to Mary, and kissed her. Filling Mary's mouth with her husband's cum, Mary had never swallowed before, having always spat it out. But this time, she willingly swallowed it all as their tongues danced in each other mouths.
Susan was the first one to speak.
"Well, that was fun. I guess that broke the ice on finding our new swinging partners."
Mary was still quite stunned by everything she and Susan had just done together. She had wanted it to be her secret. She didn't want to share Susan with Steven. Mary had always been quite bi but could never come out and say anything, given the family, the money, and the position in the community, etc.
Mary had been attracted to Susan since the day they had met. But didn't know how to bring it up. It was only after she had watched Susan fucking herself with her dildo she felt safe enough to let all her airs and graces down and just be the person she wanted to be.
At home, she and Steven acted completely differently and dressed differently. They were quite the nudists themselves. Of course, they had to put on a fake facade in the public eye. But for the first time in 4 years, since her last best friend and lover had moved away, Mary had found someone down to earth enough she could be herself. So she felt a little annoyed Steven was involved.
"So what exactly are you, two guys doing up here anyway, watching us?" Susan asked.
"Mary was gone so long, Steven and I decided to come and see if you were ok. But you two seemed pretty into what you were doing, and we didn't want to disturb you. So we quietly watched. It got way too hot, seeing Mary naked and you sucking her beautiful big clit. I got my cock out and started jerking off. Then Steven decided to follow suit."
"Well, Marry, what do you think should we believe them?"
"I guess it sounds plausible, we were too busy to have noticed them there with the cocks out, so we can forgive them if they can go and cook dinner for us now, though."
The two men got dressed again and headed downstairs to make some dinner.
"Susan, I guess we need to talk. I feel very embarrassed about what happened. I mean, it was just too much. I thought I could maybe kiss you and let you know how I felt about you. I didn't expect you to reciprocate quite so readily."
"Mary, there is absolutely nothing you need to apologize for. You are a very beautiful woman, and I'm very attracted to you. So when you showed interest, why not just go for it? As you can probably tell, you aren't the first woman I have been with. Brad and I used to get involved in a little bit of wife swapping, and sometimes the ladies just like to play on their own."
Mary threw her arms around Susan's neck and kissed her on the cheek.
"Susan, I have to tell you something I'm not the person you think I am. I'm somewhat of a fraud.
Susan took her hand and sat her on the bed.
"What on earth do you mean, Mary?"
"Our money is old money. Well, it's my money, if we are being honest. All the money is mine. I inherited quite a few million after my parents passed, and up until that time, I had lived in California, a completely different person."
