Like Fine Wine
Like Fine Wine. . .
By
Jay45191 Longfellow
Perhaps many of you may not remember my story titled Stormy
Night in which my good lawyer friend Harold invited me
to use his cabin located on Lake Winnipensaukee, only for
me to find his sister Martha, and her two daughters, Carla,
and Suzette. It gave me a whole new fondness for thunderstorms.
I am the black physician, working as a consultant, and once
again wishing to share an experience that still has me smiling.
I was working on board an oil platform out in the Gulf of Mexico
conducting bioresearch, and it was getting near Labor
Day and we were down to a skeleton crew.
Sometimes I wonder why I take these assignments except
the money is fantastic, and I dont have to handle oil pipe.
Left on board was two safety inspectors, an electrician,
Barbara the bookkeeper, Martina in logistics, big bill,
and yours truly.
Barbara the bookkeeper remained me of the old school marm
with her high button collars, ankle length skirts, with
her blonde hair always in a bum. Someone told me she was 61
years old, although Barbara was well preserved. I could
see that she had to be a knock out in her early life. Although
the little lines around her eyes and mouth were there she
had a gorgeous set of tits, and a gorgeous ass. She had lost
her husband in an auto accident many years ago, so she became
self-reliant. She and I would laugh and talk but that was
about it.
Martina was about 30 years old, five foot two, ugly as sin,
but built like the proverbial brick shit house.
She looked Mexican American, but I learned that she was
actually from Germany. Her nose was kind of long, her hair
was chopped off short at the neck, and she wore no make up.
However, she would walk around in tee shirts with no bra
underneath, and the jiggle show would drive the crew
insane. She also would wear these cut off shorts that were
so tight that you could see her pussy lips right through
them especially when it rained. She was banned from venturing
down to the drilling section. Every man wanted to fuck Martina,
but she would let no man touch her. One man tried a got a fractured
skull from a piece of oil pipe.
It was hot, very hot, and so I decided to take a cold shower
since Martina was doing another one of her jiggle shows.
There are two shower areas. One for the women as counting
the kitchen staff there are eight, and one for the crew,
which numbers about forty-two. There is a high tile wall
with showerheads, and near the shower room door are stacks
of towels. I was standing in this huge shower room all by
myself, my eyes and face covered with soap when I felt a breeze
as if someone walked past me in the shower. I quickly washed
away the soap from my eyes, and suddenly my cock stood up,
rock hard, and ready. There totally nude stood Barbara.
Hello, she said, I am very glad to see you too. She had
nipples that had to be two inches long. Her breasts were
firm and at least forties or better. Her stomach was flat,
and she had revealing pussy lips surrounded by a tremendous
bush of reddish blonde pubic hair. She definitely did not
look in her sixties.
May I borrow your soap? She asked. She had kind of a smile
on her face that a mature woman could still get a young studs
cock hard.
Barb, this is the mens shower, suppose someone walks
in on us, I stammered. Theres nobody here she said,
please do my back. She handed me the soap and as I lathered
her back, her gorgeous ass kept hitting the head of my rock
hard cock. She took the bar of soap back, and then she dropped
it. As she bent over to pick up the bar of soap, I could see
some nice pussy lips on this mature woman. Then she dropped
the soap again. As she stood up, I reach around her and massaged
those gorgeous nipples. I thought if she screams, Im dead,
but she turned around dropped to her knees and put my cock
in her mouth. Barbara had some hidden talents other than
bookkeeping. As she sucked on my dick, I though Barb if you
keep this up you are going to loose your tonsils from what
is about to happen. I am a heavy cummer, and she could feel
that she was about to bring in this well. Then suddenly she
stopped, stood up, turned around and reached back and grabbed
my cock. She then guided it into her pussy, and then put both
hands flat against the title wall. Push, push, she said.
I pushed and she thrust backward and I was now balls deep
in Barbara. It kind of took her breath away. Your kind of
big she said but you feel fantastic. I started stroking
deep into Barbaras pussy and each time her pussy would
grip my cock like a twenty year old. O God Im cumming she
moaned, you feel so good. She started moaning louder and
I was worried someone was going to walk in on us but she seems
to love the anxiety.
Barbara came hard at least four times, then said give it
to me, give me all of it. She gasped as I started to cum, my
first hot spurt filled her pussy, then the next spurt, then
the next until my love crme started running down the inside
of the thighs. Suddenly we heard someone coming and Barbara
quickly grabbed a towel and ran out of the shower room. No
one came in, and I stood there amazed over what had just happened.
I looked over and Barbara had left her watch. I finished
showering then got dressed. I walked over to the womens
quarters knocked on Barbaras door and it opened. I walked
in but there was no one in the main room. Then I heard Barbara
moan and it was coming from her bedroom.
The bedroom door was slightly open and I looked through
the opening and there was Barbara totally nude on her bed,
eyes closed with Martina totally nude and her faced buried
in Barbaras pussy. I backed away, put her watch on her coffee
table and went back to my quarters.
For the next few days Barbara and Martina were overly nice
to me until I flew back to New Hampshire for Labor Day. I arrived
home and that evening I attended a pool party at a home near
Laconia. Most of the people there were wealthy seniors,
but there were younger people there as well. One lady who
reminded me of Barbara and was about Barbaras age. Except
she had short brown hair, nice body, and wore this body stocking
top with a wrap around skirt her name was Connie. A young
lady in a string bikini was trying to give me a raging hard
on, so I donned some swim trunks and jumped into the pool.
A buffet was started inside, as it was getting dark. I stayed
in the pool. Then I noticed Connie standing at the end of
the pool. Im coming in, she said. She unwrapped her
skirt and jumped in the pool. I being over six feet, could
stand on the bottom near the shallow end, Connie swam over
then put her arms around my neck. She then planted a big kiss
on me forcing her tongue down my throat. I could tell she
had a few drinks. She then slides down my body, dove under
water and then pulled my swim trunks down to my knees. She
came back up and put her arms around my neck again. My cock
was hard and we were against the side of the pool. I poked
her with my hard cock and it hit her spandex body stocking.
She started giggling, and then said, wait, Try that again
I did but this time I felt my cock sliding into a nice warm
pussy. She had unsnapped the crotch of her body stocking,
and I fucked her hard against the side of the pool in the near
darkness until we both came. She kissed me, and then swam
off to get dried and dressed. I had to go find my swim trunks
and get dressed.
I got dressed and when I entered the buffet room, I was introduced
to Connies son, daughter-n-law, and grand children who
were among the guest. Connie had blow-dried her hair and
did her makeup and guest was starting to leave. As I stood
up she pushed her telephone number into my pocket. I wondered
how many divorcees, widows, and just plain horny ladies
need sex.
One of the male guests picked up a bottle of expense wine
to check its price. Well, He said fine wine its gets better
with age. I thought about Barbara, and looked a Connie and
thought thats not the only thing.
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