The very first time I saw an older woman wearing a high cut, white, one-piece bathing suit, with most of her big ass exposed, a wonderful contrast to her sun tanned body, was an incredibly sexy moment for me. I had to have it for my sexual pleasure
Her bathing suit failed to cover a large part of her beautiful big ass, confirming my ass fetish. The sides of the bathing suit ended way above her gorgeous thighs. That beautiful big ass bulging out of her swimsuit when I focused on it close up was to die for, dimple free and beautifully proportioned. It was a visual turn on for me. I had a boner just looking at it. My ass fetish had to have it.
And I did have it. Worshiping it, kissing it and licking it. At the time I was twenty-five years old and Nola was almost fifty. Her husband was away on business she told me when I first approached her. After some small chat, faint heart never won lady fair, I had to tell her I had an ass fetish.
“Your high cut, white one-piece bathing suit is a wonderful contrast to your gorgeous, sun tanned body. As soon as I saw your gorgeous, big ass it was an incredibly exciting sexy moment for me.
“The way your bathing suit fails to cover a large part of your beautiful big ass, has confirmed my ass fetish, aroused my ass fetish. The way the sides of your bathing suit end way above your gorgeous thighs. That beautiful big ass bulging out of your swimsuit when I focus on it close up is to die for, dimple free and beautifully proportioned. I want to have it. I have to have it. Make love to it.”
“Oh wow, do you now. My husband has never had any interest in my ass. Does my ass really look big? Tell me some more about your ass fetish?”
“I would love to run my fingertips over your gorgeous, big ass, worship it, lick and kiss it, before I make love to it. Confirm the size of it with a tape measure.”
An hour later in her condo I was removing her swimsuit when she asked me again, “Does my ass really look big?”
“Yes it does, your magnificent, big, naked ass is a new and exciting challenge for my ass fetish.”
We spent the next five days together while Nola’s ass was the centre of attention. Living out my ass fetish. Reinforcing my ass fetish. Worshiping it, licking and kissing Nola’s ass while she stood with her hands on the wall for support. Smearing her ass with oil, teasing it with my fingertips, massaging it. Making love to it. Fucking it, fucking her ass from behind while I talked to her.
Fashion parades for me. I had a huge hard on while looking at Nola’s ass in black stockings and a garter belt. Naked from the waist down in just a tiny, black g-string and heels. Wearing that high cut, white one-piece bathing suit, while failing to cover all of her beautiful big ass, re-confirming my ass fetish. Telling her in minute detail how I wanted to shave her jet black pubes.
In the afterglow of our sex, every time Nola asked me lots of questions: “Have you ever had sex with another woman my age? Tell me what gave you your ass fetish? Have you ever had sex with another man? Would you like me to watch another man give you a head job? Do you realise your erection is the biggest I have ever had?”
She knew her questions had struck a chord with me, watching my reaction when she asked again, “Would you like me to watch another man give you a head job? Would you like to run your hand over my big ass while watch another man gave you a head job?”
“Do you have a man in mind? How old is he? Is he bi-sexual, bi-curious or gay?”
Our time together flew past. So many ways to enjoy sexual pleasure with her. Masturbating in front of a large, gold framed, antique mirror while Nola stood alongside me while I kissed and licked her big ass. Measuring her ass with her tape measure, forty-one inches.
The inevitable moment had to come, “My husband Barry is due back tomorrow from his law conference. Would you like to meet him? I would like you to meet him. I think he would find you most attractive.”
At Nola’s request I spanked her beautiful, big ass so she wouldn’t feel guilty when her husband returned. Spanking it lightly, just hard enough to make a spanking noise, I couldn’t hurt that beautiful, big ass. My ass fetish was in overdrive.“Spank me harder, make more noise, does my ass look big? Don’t leave any marks for my husband to see. Put a pillow under my hips. Now spank me harder. My big ass loves it.”
Nola’s questions suddenly had a new meaning, a new impact, while I recalled her questions,“Would you like me to watch another man give you a head job? I think my husband would find you most attractive.”
And my immediate reaction to her questions, “Do you have a man in mind? How old is he? Is he bi-sexual, bi-curious or gay?”
I did meet Nola’s husband Barry, two days after his return with some trepidation. Lots of tension when Nola introduced me to her husband, she was wearing skin tight black leather slacks to highlight her big ass for me, to deliberately tease me. Did Barry know I had been fucking his wife, lusting after her big ass, making love to her big ass? Did he suspect I had been fucking his wife?”
The atmosphere was strained when Nola told both of us over a cup of coffee, “My husband has never had any interest in my ass. While you were away Barry, I met Michael, he is just half our age. He told me my beautiful big ass bulging out of my swimsuit when he focused on it close up was to die for, dimple free and beautifully proportioned. He told me my ass was a visual turn on for him. He told me he had a boner just looking at it. He told me he had an ass fetish. He told me he had to have it.
“I had to ask him, does my ass really look big? Tell me some more about your ass fetish? He told me he would love to run his fingertips over my big ass while it was naked, worship it, lick and kiss it, before he made love to it. An hour later in our condo he had my swimsuit around my ankles when I asked him again, does my ass really look big?
“Yes it does, your magnificent, big, naked ass is a new and exciting challenge for my ass fetish he told me.”
“You have never had any interest in my ass Barry. Michael was so tempting for me, why not let him have my ass while you were away? Michael and I spent the next five days together while my ass was the centre of attention. Smearing it with oil, teasing it with his fingertips. Making love to it. Worshiping it, licking and kissing it while I stood with my hands on the wall for support. Fucking it, fucking my ass from behind while I talked to him. Telling him how much I liked him worshiping my big ass.
“Would your kinky side like to watch Michael worship my big ass Barry?”
“You know I would and why I would Nola. You also know I want to give your boy a head job, my quid pro quo. Is he really only twenty-five years old?”
Now I could understand why Nola had told me her husband had never had any interest in her ass. One of my bi-curious fantasies was playing out, my bi-curious side was anticipating receiving a head job from a bi-sexual man. I was going to receive a head job from Nola’s husband, a bi-sexual man, who was twice my age while I worshiped his wife’s big ass.
I realised Nola had deliberately planned this for me and her husband. She was naked from the waist down apart from a sexy black, one size too small thong, flaunting her big ass for me, knowing I would get an erection just looking at her ass. Knowing my erection would be throbbing as soon as her husband touched it with his fingers. Knowing my bi-curious side would accept my quid pro quo, my head job from her husband while he watched me worship her ass.
Barry was looking at my erection, while I was worshiping his wife’s big ass, talking to me like an attorney, telling me in a strained, agitated voice, “One might say that every bribe is a case of quid pro quo, but not every quid pro quo is a case of bribery. A bribe is something (such as money or a favor) given or promised in order to influence the judgment or conduct of someone, and while quid pro quo may to be used to describe this, it may also refer to something merely traded for something else.
“I want to give you a head job, my wife knows I have thing about young men your age, my quid pro quo while you worship my wife’s big ass.”
Barry had full control of my erection as he repeated the word purple. Something Nola had done for me, the word purple naturally contorts your lips into the perfect head-giving pout. They are slightly curled and pillowy, which makes them feel wetter and creates ideal suction.
His mouth was wet and warm, like a vagina, His lips and tongue, living, roving, pieces of sexual pleasure for me. He did give me head job while I worshiped his wife’s big ass, my hands on her hips while I kissed and licked her ass, clenching her ass cheeks for me. He was the oldest man who had ever given me a head job. And he was the best, so good, doing things to my cock and balls I hadn’t had before while I worshiped his wife’s big ass.
Nola’s husband was teasing and edging me, he wasn’t just sucking my erect, rock hard cock, he was making love to it. Teasing it with his tongue and lips, so slow, so tender. Edging it to a huge orgasm.
He had me in the plateau phase, the period of sexual excitement prior to orgasm for what seemed like twenty-minutes, increased circulation and heart rate, increased sexual pleasure with increased stimulation and increased muscle tension, my respiration at an elevated level. On the edge of a huge climax.
“Watching my husband giving you a head job is a huge turn on for me. Is he good Michael?,” Nola, his wife asked as she teased my nipples with her fingertips. Pinching my nipples, while she tongue kissed me. Prolonging my orgasm for me while I had a hand on her big ass. So tactile.
At my age, just twenty-five Nola and Barry were a dream couple for me, to help me discover and expand my sexuality.
The first time Barry watched me fucking his wife he wanted to arouse me for his visual sexual pleasure and for my foreplay. Teasing his wife while she watched. Making her wait for her round of sexual pleasure. Making me wait before I could fuck her. The first time a much older man had prepped me for his wife, before I fucked his wife. He knew he was good, tempting me, making me wait before I could fuck her.
Telling me how he wanted me to fuck his wife, which way, which position. Watching me worshiping his wife’s big ass, before I fucked his wife from behind, while grasping her ass cheeks. Slapping into her ass in a noisy frenzy.
Afterwards he asked me if I could organise a boy even younger than me for his sexual pleasure. He wanted to use the boy for his quid pro quo, his head job.
Why not organise a boy even younger than me for his sexual pleasure? The thought of fucking his wife after we watched him seducing another boy was new and exciting sexual territory for me. Or perhaps fucking his wife while we watched him seducing another boy would even more exciting sexual territory for all of us?
The boy I wanted to organised for Barry, one of my buddy’s Stan, was keen on my proposal, though he wanted lots of details. “How did you first meet Nola and Barry? Are you really fucking a woman that age while her husband watches? Are you comfortable with that arrangement? Is her ass really as good as you claim it is? Has he really given you a head job while his wife watched with your hand on her ass? Do you think I could worship her big ass while her husband gives me a head job?”
I told Nola and Barry I was grooming a boy even younger than me for Barry’s sexual pleasure. “He is very keen to meet you Barry. He asked me if he could worship Nola’s big ass while you give him a head job?”
When the arrangements fell into place Barry, Nola’s husband, took control, he wanted to make it a four-way, enhance his sexual pleasure, with his wife and two young men in the mix. He was going to give Stan, a boy even younger than me a head job while I worshiped Nola’s big ass. Kinky sexual pleasure, visual sexual pleasure for all four of us, licking and kissing Nola’s big ass while we watched her husband give Stan a head job.
All four of us were naked when Nola added to the sexual tension when she asked Stan in a teasing voice, “Are you really going to worship my big ass while my husband gives you a head job?”
My bi-curious side wanted to watch. I had to watch Stan worshiping Nola’s big ass while her husband was sucking his erect cock, giving him a head job. Changing positions so Nola and I could kiss with our tongues while my buddy was receiving a head job from her husband, while he was worshiping her big ass. Three men with erections pursuing their own sexual pleasure, turning each other on.
Changing positions, Nola was sucking my erect cock, giving me a head job while my buddy Stan was worshiping her big ass, while Nola’s husband was giving him a head job. Four way sexual pleasure, visual sexual pleasure.
A few days later Barry was at work when Nola wore her swimsuit for my buddy Stan and me. We were both naked, while she teased us. Her bathing suit failed to cover a large part of her beautiful big ass, re-confirming my ass fetish. The sides of the bathing suit ended way above her gorgeous thighs.
Her beautiful, big ass bulging out of her swimsuit when Stan and I focused on it close up, dimple free and beautifully proportioned, a visual turn on for two men. Stan and I both had a boners just looking at it. Each of us running a hand over her ass, so tactile, so erotic.
We both wanted to have Nola’s beautiful, big ass for our sexual pleasure, tossing a coin to see who would have Nola first, to see who would fuck her big ass first. It was almost inevitable Nola would give my buddy Stan a head job while I fucked her from behind with her ass in my hands. Two young men with rock hard erections pursuing their own sexual pleasure, turning each other on while sharing a woman twice their age. Fucking her while watching her giving my buddy a head job.
Swaps the next day, my buddy was fucking Nola, while she gave me a head job. The first time I had watched my buddy fucking one of my lovers. A reminder for myself, faint heart never won lady fair.