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Mrs. Bateman's Cougar Club: Part 2

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Mrs. Bateman's Cougar Club: Part 2
The Women of '77 Changed My Life.

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Discrete Services.

"Wait;

Mrs. Bateman; she paid to have sex with me?"

"Yes,

Todd."

"I

don't believe it; She's beautiful, I'd have fucked her for free! Any guy
would!"

"True,

but she's married and discretion is of vital importance. That is half of what
she's paying for. A great fuck is the other half. And she said it was worth
every penny. In fact she wants to come back next Friday, same time."

As I stood

there trying to come to grips with this revelation, Mrs. Bateman knelt on the
bed, her face pressed into the wet sheets. She inhaled the scent and moaned. I
glanced over and saw far enough under her skirt to see she was wearing thigh
high stockings rather than pantyhose. I stepped closer and lifted her skirt.
She was panty-less. I touched her pussy and found she was very wet.

Management Appreciation.

"God,

Mrs. Bateman, your pussy is soaking wet! Would you like me to fuck it?" I
said playfully.

"Would

you, Todd? That would be so nice."

I fucked her

from behind as she cooed encouragement.

"Oh,

that's so good Todd. You have such a big cock. You really are such a nice boy.
Yes, just like that. Fuck me, Todd, fuck me good. Oh yes."

Despite the

vigorous sex with Diane, I had no trouble getting stiff for my mentor, which is
what I realized she was. And I was thoroughly enjoying fucking her. Holding her
hips and thrusting into her was nice and I could watch my cock sliding in and
out. I could see her pussy stretching to accept my cock and when I pulled back,
it was covered in her wetness.

"Spank

me, Todd."

"What?"

"Spank

me!" she said more forcefully. "Spank my ass with your palm."

I did and

she swore.

"Harder!"

I smacked her

and she yelped.

"Yes!

That's it! Again! Yes! Not too hard and not too often, okay? You start with a
small, light smack and wait to see if she likes it. God, you feel good. Okay, slow
it down a bit. That's it, that's it; Yes; Now, I want you to pull out and then
press it in slowly. Oh yes, just like that. No, don't shove it in, just ease
the tip in; and out; and in...Oh yes, that good. Keep that up for a bit."

This felt

incredible! The sensation of repeated penetration was amazing but the
stimulation was going to make me cum.

"I'm

going to cum, Mrs. Bateman!"

She turned

and faced me, grabbing my cock and thrusting it into her mouth and her hands
stroked and caressed me. I shot my load into her mouth as she locked her eyes
with mine. It was wild, cumming as I stared into her eyes. This time when she'd
drained me, she leaned back a bit lifting and cradling her tits. She opened her
mouth. Cum flowed over her lips, down her chin, and dripped onto her tits. As I
watched she played with it. She ran her fingers through it and then rubbed it
into her skin like lotion. And she was smiling wickedly the whole time.

We showered,

put on robes, and had dinner. Later I changed and went home to await Mom's
nightly check-in. After that, I returned to Mrs. Bateman's and we slept in her
bed. No sex, just cuddling, kissing, and talking. And it was wonderful.

The next

morning I awoke with my typical morning woodie and my first thought was to try
and fuck the woman sleeping next to me. However she had other ideas and gave me
my first titty-fuck. She sucked my cock a bit, licked it up and down, then
wrapped her titties around it and stroked. It was fun. Then she laid down and I
straddled her, placing my cock between her tits which she then pressed
together. As I thrust back and forth she giggled and encouraged me. In a few
minutes I came. She grasped my cock, closed her eyes, and directed my spurts of
cum to completely cover her face. She then rubbed it around and even licked and
swallowed some. She forced her eyes open and stumbled to the dresser mirror.
Looking at her image she laughed.

"God,

that's a lot of cum!" she giggled. "It's weird I know, but I love it
so!" She washed her face and shooed me off.

A little

later as we ate breakfast she said,

"You

and I are not fucking today. You need to rest up for this evening."

"Why?"

Sue's Asian Erotics.

"You

have another client coming over."

"Oh?"

I said, my eyebrows raising.

That

afternoon I went to service the Caddy and when I returned there was another car
there. I went in, they were again sitting in the living room.

"Good!

You're here, come on in," she gestured at the other woman, "This is
Sue."

I noticed

she did not elaborate, no last name given. "Sue, this is Todd."

Sue looked

at me and smiled, "Hello Todd."

I smiled,

"Hello."

Sue was

Japanese and it was difficult to guess her age but she had to be in her late
thirties or early forties. She was pretty and wore her black hair long and
gathered in the back. She had a nice smile and her dark eyes were obviously
sizing me up. It felt awkward. Finally she stood and approached me. I stood
still as she circled me, one hand gently gliding across my chest, then my back.

Sue was

probably 5'3". She had a rather petite figure but possessed an air of
sophistication and authority. She was wearing a dark blue dress.

"Yes, I

believe he'll do." she said, then paused and looked at me again. "He
understands what; is required? This is all discrete of course;"

"Of

course," Mrs. Bateman replied and fixed me with an icy stare. "He has
far too much to lose."

Sue nodded

and headed for the stairs. Mrs. Bateman put her arm around me and kissed my
neck.

"Okay

Todd, this is going to be a little different. Sue has fantasies. Many women do.
Her's is being taken. Not raped, but you must use a little force to overcome
her reluctance. Nothing brutal or violent. She will resist a little and you
press on, ignoring it. But if she says 'No' or 'Stop', by god you'd better stop
immediately. Do you understand?"

"Yeah,

I think so. She wants to pretend to resist but really wants it."

"Yes."

Nervously I

went upstairs and knocked on the guest room door. It opened and I stepped in.
Sue closed the door behind me and I heard it lock. She had removed the dress and
draped it across the chair. Now she wore a small silky white camisole and
panties (I would later learn they were called tap panties and resembled running
shorts). She said nothing but walked slowly around and climbed onto the bed.
Nervously, I began to strip.

It wasn't

until I was naked and turned to face that she spoke.

"Olivia

was right! You are big!" she said as she reached out to grasp my swelling
cock.

I moaned as

she squeezed and tugged gently. She rose onto her knees and we kissed. She
moved her head from side to side and her kisses grew more intense. I slipped my
hands under her camisole but she pushed them away.

"Not

yet!"

"Okay,

no rush." I said and she backed away.

"You

know what to do? What I want?"

"Yes,

Mrs. Bateman explained."

She closed her

eyes and was quiet for a moment. Then she took a deep breath and nodded.

"Okay,

begin."

I rose from

the bed and walked towards her. Sue turned and faced the wall. I reached out
and gripped her shoulders, she flinched and said something in Japanese. I pulled
her to me and she resisted. I wrapped my arms about her and kissed her neck.
Sue repeated the word, it sounded like 'bango', but short and harsh. I began to
slide my hands down and around her waist, she kept her arms clenched tightly
over her chest. I kissed the other side of her neck and my kisses slowly
climbed up into her hair, behind her ear. I whispered.

"I want

you; you are so beautiful; give yourself to me, please;"

Sue muttered

something I couldn't understand. I slid my hands around, onto her belly, my
left moved up, under her camisole until her arms stopped me just below her
breasts. My right then slid down into her panties.

She said

something like "Shinaide kudasai;" and tried to pull away.

I leaned

into her and pressed her against the wall. My hand had reached her mound and I
felt her fur. Sue dropped one hand to grasp my wrist. My left hand slid up
until it cupped her right breast. It was small but firm and she gasped. I
pushed further with my right hand and my fingers found and explored her folds.
She whimpered and mumbled words I couldn't make out. I continued to kiss her
neck and ear. I continued to gently rub her pussy but didn't try to penetrate
her for another minute or two.

Slipping my

hands free I grasped her shoulders and spun her around. I held her head in both
hands and kissed her. She resisted, but only after a moment, turning her head.
I then kissed that side of her face, her neck and shoulder. Her chin rose as
she mumbled something at the ceiling. I kissed her exposed throat and she
seemed to tremble a little. I kissed further down her throat to her chest, as
far as the camisole . My hand sliding down to her waist, over her hips and onto
her thighs.

 

 

Then, very

slowly, my kisses rose upwards to her throat and mouth. This time when I kissed
her lips she didn't resist. She didn't participate in the kiss, she merely
allowed it. My hands, as they rose from her hips slid under her camisole and it
lifted. She tried to back away but was against the wall. As my hands reached
her armpits I lifted her arms over her head, the camisole following, her
breasts exposed as the silk covered her face.

Sue was

petite and her breasts were small but firm. Her nipples seemed abnormally large
in comparison and were stiff and erect in the center of small, dark red areola.
I lowered my head and covered them in kisses. Sue continued to mutter in
Japanese as I held her arms up. My kisses then roamed higher, up her throat. I
kissed her mouth again, shielded by the silk. This time she hesitated then
participated in the kiss, her lips moving with mine. I began to slide my hands
higher carrying the camisole over her head ever so slowly. I stopped with the
silk covering her eyes but our lips met. The kiss was longer and deeper and
ever so slowly she seemed to yield more and more.

I now had a

raging hard on and wanted her badly. I lifted the camisole higher and she
pulled her arms free, immediately covering her breasts. I scooped her up and
spun, dropping her on the bed. Before she could react, I grabbed her panties
and pulled them down and off. She clamped her legs together with one hand over
her pussy, the other arm over her breasts. Sue was pleading in Japanese as I
grasped her knees and forced her legs open. I peeled her hand away and kissed
her dark furred mound, then nuzzled my way down to her wet folds.

And Sue was

wet. Very wet. As my tongue worked its way in between her lips to lap her
juices, Sue moaned loudly. I forced myself to slow down and remember my
lessons. I focused on exploring her pussy, ignoring her clitoris. I licked her
slit from bottom to top and teased her by trying to thrust my tongue into her.
Sue had one hand on my head as if to push me away, though she didn't try very
hard. She continued to mutter and mumble and even squeeze with her legs as I
caressed her thighs and hips. Finally she ceased altogether as I brought her
clitoris into play. Her moans grew louder and her hips started rocking. I
waited until she seemed really close and then started sucking on her clit, and
flicking it rapidly with the tip of my tongue.

Sue started

babbling and pawing at my head with both hands. Then her legs began to tremble
and quiver, she thrust her hips upwards and cried out.

"Hai!

Hai! Hai! Ah!"

She tensed

up, her body rigid yet her muscles trembling, then collapsed.

Seizing the

opportunity I grabbed my cock and pressed the tip between her lips. Sue's eyes
flew open.

"Dame,

dame, dame!" she begged.

I thrust

into her and we both cried out. Damn she was tight. Soaking wet but tight. I pulled
back and thrust again. Again Sue cried out, I pulled back and thrust again and
again and again as she cried and squeezed her breasts. As I thrust faster and
faster she panted, the first words in English since we started.

"Too

much! Oh god! Too much, too much! Oh god!"

I was afraid

she was about to stop me but she didn't. Instead she grasped my right hand and
placed it on her throat. I didn't expect this and, confused, I slowed down.
Sure reached up and grabbed me by the throat with both hands.

"Fuck me!"

she whispered then uttered a stream of harsh sounding Japanese.

Okay, well

if this is what she wants; I thrust harder and faster and her grip weakened and
then failed. I forcibly kissed her without any reaction from her. I was
pounding her pussy and she was wailing and crying. She didn't say anything but
suddenly I felt her body stiffen and her pussy spasmed around my cock. It was
like a fist was squeezing it. I exploded, my cum spurting out and filling her.

After what seemed

ages, she went limp. I sat up and as I pulled out, a flood of cum flowed out
and down. I watched it for a moment then lay down next to her. After a few
minutes she stirred. Her hands explored her body, down to her pussy. She rolled
to face me. Scooting close she whispered in my ear.

"That

was incredible; But I have one more favor to ask."

"What's

that?"

"To

conclude my fantasy, I need you to bathe with me."

Okay...

The guest

bedroom we were using had its own full bath which included a big tub. Sue and I
bathed together and even fucked again, albeit nice and slow. She dressed and
then paused at the door. Turning she cupped my face in her hand.

"This;

was very important to me. I cannot explain why. Just know you have pleased me.
Greatly. I will not be back; but I am happy to have had this; affair. Goodbye
Todd."

She handed

me a thick envelope and left. I waited a minute and then dressed and went
downstairs. Mrs. Bateman was sitting at the kitchen table.

"She

said you were perfect. She said she was happy, satisfied and sore."

"What

was all that about?" I asked.

"I

believe she was exorcising a demon from her past." Mrs. Bateman replied.
"Something she wanted to revisit."

"Well

it sure was different."

"Tell

me everything, Todd, and while you do I'll fix you some dinner."

Later I

dashed home for Mom's 9PM call and then went back to Mrs. Bateman's. We slept
together but didn't fuck. She did end up giving me a great blow job before I
fell asleep.

Mammary Mary.

The next

couple of days were spent working on her rent house for a few hours and then
after dinner, fucking. She showed me new positions and taught me different
techniques. We also worked on my foreplay and oral skills. My next client came
on Wednesday.

I was

introduced to an older woman named Mary. She looked me over and, nodding,
handed an envelope to Mrs. Bateman. Instead of preceding me up to the room, she
took me by the hand and led me upstairs.

Mary was

older than anyone I had considered having sex with. She was easily fifty or
fifty five. But when she dropped her dress I saw only a very sexy woman. Mary
stood 5'7" in her high heels, had dark brown hair and brown eyes and an
amazing figure. She stood there facing me in black stockings, panties, garter
belt and bra. As she strutted across the room to me her eyes never left mine. I
felt like she was stalking me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed
me. The first kiss was about five or six seconds, the second was much longer
and open mouthed. Then came tongue, but not closed mouthed French kissing.
Rather it was open mouthed, her tongue teasing and enticing, dancing just out
of reach. She laughed and reached down to rub my crotch.

Grabbing my

belt she pulled me to the bed. Mary sat and unfastened my belt and jeans then
tugged them down, along with my underwear. She toyed with my swelling cock,
looked up at me and smiled. She paused to remove her bra. Her tits were
probably D cups but sagged, her nipples pointing downward more. Her areola were
so pale they were almost invisible but her nipples were nice and long. She
still said nothing at all but started stroking my cock.

She had

magic hands. I'd never felt anyone milk my cock like she was. Mary had a
technique that was incredible and in no time I was ready to cum. I warned her
that I was close, but she just smiled.

"Come

on then! Give it to me! Give it to me!"

I grunted

and came, spurting rope after rope of cum onto her chest and tits. Mary
continued to milk my cock until the last drop was deposited on her skin. She
stood up and stepped over to the mirror on the dresser. She stood there,
admiring her image and smiling for a moment then did something totally
surprising. She reached into her bag and pulled out a camera. I recognized it
as a Rolleiflex.

"Do you

know what this is?" she asked.

"Yes,

my Dad has one."

"Do you

know how to use it?"

"Sure;"

"Good,"

she handed it to me. "Take a few pictures of my spunk covered
titties."

I opened the

camera, took a couple, then suggested she lie on the bed and adjusted the lamp
to a better angle and took a few more. She then began to run her fingers
through the cum, and told me to take more pictures as she played with it.
Finally she pulled her panties off and had me take a couple of photos of her
pussy.

Now her

pussy was crowned with short, dark hair but her pussy itself was almost bare,
covered only by a little fuzz and her lips were long and dark. I took a few
photos and tried to get really close, but the camera wouldn't focus really
close.

She sat up and

took the camera and placed it back in her bag. She turned and pointed to the
bed. I laid down and she squatted and sat on my face, gripping the headboard. I
tasted her, she wasn't as sweet as Diane but okay. I went to work and as I did
she proceeded to hum. Soon she was rocking her hips a bit, then more and more.
She was at last producing a fair quantity of fluids and paused to finger
herself.

 

 

Satisfied,

she scooted down until she was over my cock, grasped it and inserted it. She
short-stroked a few times until everything was good and wet and then started
taking it all the way in long, slow strokes. She seemed to really like it slow
and, well, what the heck? It was sex after all. So what if she was older with
weird habits and tastes? I relaxed and savored the feeling of her slow ride as
I caressed and squeezed her tits.

"You

have such a nice cock, Todd," she said and sighed as she took it all.
"So nice. You like my titties? Everyone does. Go ahead and suck on them,
suck hard, I don't mind. In fact I want you to suck on them till it hurts. Yes;
now the other one; oh; yes; Would it shock you to know that I like it rough?
That I like a little pain?"

As I sucked

on her tit I spanked her. Mary yelped then grinned.

"Yes,

please!"

"Harder;"

Smack.

"Harder!"

Whack!

"Yes!"

Whack!

"More!

Please!" Whack!

Acting on

impulse I grabbed her hips and rocked her forward onto her knees. With her
weight off of me I started driving my cock in and out of her faster and faster.
Mary's voice rose an octave or two.

"Ah!"

As I fucked

her, my hands were squeezing her ass and I felt her puckered asshole beneath my
middle finger. I pushed on it.

"Oh My

God! Yes! Yes! Do It!" she cried out.

I pushed

harder and the tip of my finger penetrated her to my first knuckle.

"Oh! Oh

god, oh god, oh god;" she moaned. "Spank me! Bite me! Fuck me!"

I sucked as

much of her tit into my mouth as possible and bit down, albeit lightly, just
enough for her to feel my teeth, as I spanked her with my left hand. She yelped
and jerked and my finger slid in up to the second knuckle. I could feel my dick
sliding in and out I pressed down towards it.

""Oh

God! Gah!" she screamed and climaxed. Her body shook and tears filled her
eyes. Soon she collapsed on top of me and sobbed.

A few minutes

passed and she regained her composure. My cock had slipped from her and slowly
she rolled off and lay next to me. I rose on one elbow and brushed the hair
from her face.

"Are

you okay?" I asked.

Her mascara

was streaked and her eyes were red. She sniffed and smiled.

"Yes."

She sighed and then took a deep breath. "I suppose I owe you an
explanation;"

"No.

Not at all." I answered. "I want to please you and that means doing
whatever you want."

Mary stared

at me as if I had grown horns or turned blue. She blinked a few times and shook
her head.

"I

don't believe it. I-I thought you wanted to fuck and cum like all young guys.
No one has ever been focused on me, on my wants. That's why I decided to hire a
lover. But I still expected you to want to finish;"

"Oh, I

do. If you want to, that is. But if you get dressed and leave right now, that's
okay too. I won't starve for sex."

Mary smiled

and touched my cock. "No, I don't suppose you would."

She snuggled

in close and was quiet for a minute.

"Todd,

if you're really telling the truth about pleasing me; Well, there is something
I want to do."

"Okay;

What is it?"

Mary got up

and rummaged in her bag. She came back to the bed with her camera and a bottle
of lube.

"I want

you to take a photo of my pussy with your cock in it."

"Um;

okay."

"I have

my own darkroom and develop all my photos myself. These photos allow me to uh;
pleasure myself when I'm without a lover."

Mary laid

down and I played with her pussy. She encouraged me to use some lube and it did
help. Then after fucking her for a minute or two, I sat up and took the photos
as she'd instructed. A few with my cock all the way in, a few with it barely
in, and a few with it out, just touching her lips. Mary took the camera and set
it aside. She caressed and squeezed her breasts, smiling at me.

"Okay,

dear boy, you've been so patient and understanding. I owe you a good time. I
want you to fuck me, any way you want, just as long as you cum. I want to feel
you cum deep inside me, filling me with your hot spunk!"

I grinned

and leaned forward and picked up speed. Mary was kissing me and encouraging me.

"Oh

that's so good! Yes! Oh god, what a good fuck! Go on Todd, fuck me, fuck me,
fuck me!"

I kissed her

then whispered in her ear,

"Do you

like it? Is it good?"

"Yes!"

she responded.

"Are

you going to climax again?"

"I; I

don't know;"

"I want

you to climax again. I want to feel you climax as I fuck you."

She was

quiet for a moment.

"Mary,

you said everyone loves your titties;"

"Yes!"

"Do

you?"

"Yes!"

"Show

me. Suck on them!"

I rose up as

she gathered her titties and began to suck on first one and then the other. I
grabbed her ankles and held them up as I thrust in and out. I watched her suck
and squeeze them and felt myself getting close. I drove my cock in deep and
hard and held it as I came. Confined as it was, my cock struggled to spurt
forth its load. With the thrust and first spurt Mary gasped.

"Oh

god! I'm cumming!"

We stared

into each other's eyes as we climaxed. It was amazing. When I'd finished and
got up, Mary lay there for a minute. When she finally sat up she was smiling.

"That

was great, Todd." she touched my cheek gently. "You are really an
amazing young man and a great lover."

She stood

and walked into the bathroom. "Can I see you again?" she asked,
turning to face me. I looked her over.

"Maybe;"

I said grinning. "Answer a few questions first."

Mary stepped

into the bedroom and stood facing me. "Okay."

"How

old are you?"

"Fifty-six."

"What

is your bra size?"

"Thirty-six

double D."

"Did

you really like it when I fingered your ass?"

"Yes,

absolutely. It was wild, out of bounds, scary and exciting all at once."

"Mrs.

Bateman says that some women like to have anal sex, especially when on their
monthly; Have you tried it?"

Mary bit her

lip. "No; but I've thought about it."

"You

want to try?"

"Now?"

"Sure!

Why not?"

Mary bit her

lip and shook her head.

"No; I

don't think I could take it. Maybe someday, but not right now."

"Okay,

fair enough. One last question."

"Really?

Oh, okay."

"What

do you want to do next time?"

"Oh!

You!" she exclaimed and threw herself on me.

Mary held me

down and smothered me with kisses and smashed her big titties in my face. Then
she got up and went into the bathroom. I really, really needed to pee and
decided to slip on my clothes and go to the master bedroom and bath. When I'd
finished, Mary had gone. Mrs. Bateman handed me the envelope. I tore it open.
Two hundred and fifty dollars. Holy cow!

"She

said you were incredible. She wants to come back in two weeks and said you'd
earned a tip." Mrs. Bateman handed me another one-hundred dollar bill and
kissed me. "I am proud of you Todd. You are becoming a great lover for one
so new at it all. Now, I'll bet you have worked up an appetite. Come to the
kitchen and tell me all about it while I fix you a steak."

Sadly

though, my parents returned from their vacation and although I was able to find
ways to meet my clients, it became very awkward at home. Dad was clueless but I
think Mom suspected something was going on. But by the end of that summer I had
been able to make love to seven different women, five of them multiple times. I
reluctantly packed my bags and went off to college.

I settled

into the dorm life and tried to focus on adjusting to this new life and new
challenges. Classes were not as bad as I'd feared and the only real issue was
my roommate. I just didn't like having a roommate at all. Due to my wild
summer, I didn't feel the need to chase girls, and that allowed me to relax.
For a while.

One evening

in early December, as I was walking from the Library to my dorm, I saw a brown
'73 Caddie, Coupe de Ville idling in the parking lot. As I neared, the door
opened and Mrs. Bateman got out. I met her and she hugged and kissed me.

"What

are you doing here?" I asked.

"Well

two things, first my bed is empty and my pussy is lonely. I want you, Todd. I
want you to fuck me all night long; and leave me exhausted, and sore."

"I

would love that, but I can't take you into my dorm;"

"That's

why I rented a hotel room." she replied.

"Okay,

let's go!" I said eagerly.

We got in

her car; and as she drove, I asked,

"What

was the second reason for your coming out here?"

Mrs. Bateman

grinned. "Well, I am trading my home for a nice big house out here. I
haven't moved yet, but when I do, I was wondering if you would like to set up a
room there?"

I smiled.

"Well, I might set up a room to entertain guests, but I'd rather spend
most of my time in the Master Bedroom."

Mrs. Bateman

grinned evilly at me. "I was hoping you'd say that. I'd also like for you
to call me Olivia."

Based on

a post by Sel Wync Dog, for Literotica

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