Sexy antics with friends x Part five x the end
Things were very much on the change, regarding Carol and myself and we only went to Ian and Susan’s house, together, two or three times more although I did carry on going around on a Wednesday after college on my own to fuck Susan. Carol was increasingly being manipulated by her sister Linda and, to a lesser degree, by her pimp boyfriend Leroy and it seemed, whenever, I went around to see her she was out with the pair of them and I found out that she’d handed her notice in as a machinist at the factory and was now ‘on the game’, with her sister, full time, basically
Things were definitely changing for me as well and I had a new girlfriend who I’d met at the factory where I worked. Nothing like Carol, at all, but I was ‘sort of’ in love with her and I enjoyed being with her. I bumped in to Carol now and again, even, once or twice having sex with her, round her house, when her mother and sister were out but I was very aware that she was becoming more like her sister Linda, insomuch that sex to her now was very impersonal, just didn’t have the same magic. I carried on going around to Susan’s house on a Wednesday, after college which more than made up for the fact that I wasn’t getting as regular sex with my new girlfriend but even that was going to have to change as my college day release was coming to an end. Susan was amazing, sex wise, and every time I went there she always looked wonderfully sexy in some ridiculously sexy outfit and I don’t think I ever had a bad fuck from her. Sometimes I was really lucky and when I got there, her sister Roxanne, was there too. Both women were getting older now, me included, but both were still stunning. Roxanne was now nearly fifty, maturing like a fine wine and Susan not that far behind, but both still had an amazing sexual appetite and, if they were both there, left me absolutely drained.
Roxanne was my favourite (truth be known a little bit in love with her) and a couple of times I secretly arranged to meet her at her place, which was about an hours drive away. Roxanne was divorced and had three c***dren including the beautiful daughter who was being groomed by Ian, who I never saw again, although from her body and tight pert tits and pussy, you’d never know she’d had three k**s. Sex was amazing, she knew even more sexual ‘positions’ than her sister and that’s saying a lot I can assure you. I didn’t realise until these visits that her big ‘kink’ was to dress as a whore and have sex outdoors, dressed as a prostitute. A couple of times, when I arrived, she’d be dressed, just like her sister, in something excitingly tarty like a very very short mini skirt, stockings and suspenders on view, ridiculously high heels and just a bra all covered up by a long white raincoat. Loads of make up too which she didn’t actually need but it was part of her ‘game’. We’d drive around the red light area, once or twice stopping to accost one of the prostitutes, but never pick them up and then drive to somewhere secluded, within the red light area, where we’d get out the car and I’d have to fuck her either over the bonnet of my car or up against a wall. She was always a sexy fuck but those times she was off the scale regards orgasming and noise. She was like a demented a****l up those dark dirty alleyways. I think I miss Roxanne the most !!!
Going back to the story, Susan’s partner Ian, I never did know or find out if they were married, had got promotion at the aircraft factory and now spent a lot of time away from home travelling to Holland and Germany so Susan, when I was able to see her was, literally, gagging for it!!! I got the distinct impression that all was not well between them, not only him being away from home, but that he was definitely preferring the ‘younger’ type, as she described them. Susan did tell me, in strictest confidence, that he’d had quite a thing for Roxanne’s daughter, a situation very similar to what he’d had and done with to Carol but on a much ‘heavier’ and depraved scale. Apparently Roxanne’s daughter had started staying over at the weekends, supposedly to meet up with her old schoolmates but had actually spent most of the weekend being fucked and abused constantly by Ians huge cock and even sharing the martial bed, at night, with both Ian and Susan, both of them using her at will all, of course, with her total permission and willingness. It had got so bad and Ian so infatuated and demanding sexually of the girl that Susan had had to put her foot down even though Susan enjoyed the lesbian relationship that was forming between her and her niece. Susan said that she thought, although she couldn’t prove it, that he was playing away from home when he was in Holland, she thought with even younger ones.
Eventually it all had to come to an end as I’d got engaged to be married but I did stay in touch and I must confess a couple of times a year Susan used to arrange for Roxanne to stay over and we’d have a little session for old times sake.
I sort of lost contact with Carol but I was walking, one summers evening, past her house when she came out with Linda and Leroy. Carol was in her ‘sexual prime’, and early twenties, looked absolutely stunning and was obviously the diamond in Leroy’s little ‘pimping harem’. She was wearing a red shinny skin tight latex dress that left nothing to the imagination, it looked as though it was sprayed on her, if she had knickers on, I couldn’t see them and the highest pair of heels possible. She wasn’t wearing any stockings or tights and her legs were beautifully tanned, oiled and seemed to go on for ever. If you think of what the most gorgeous archetypal street corner whore should look like, we’ll Carol ticked all the boxes and more. Linda on the other hand was looking well old before her time and just looked worn out, probably by how Leroy was working her. A real haggard old prostitute and still probably only in her late twenties but she was still wearing what you’d expect a prostitute to wear, a mini skirt up around her ass, stockings, a see through blouse and tottering on stupidly high heels. Leroy still looked very sharp, dripping with gold bracelets and heavy gold chains. They all said hello to me before Leroy ushered them both into his large Audi SUV and I can confirm that certainly Carol wasn’t wearing any knickers as she made sure I saw !!!!
Unfortunately those couple of times I saw Roxanne with Susan was the last time I saw her as she met an American who was a retired airline pilot, very rich apparently and they moved to California. A very lucky guy in my opinion!!! Susan eventually separated from Ian and I’ve no idea where or what he’s up to now but it did allow Susan to offer me an open invitation to visit her house whenever I could slip away, which I was able to do whenever I could come up with a good excuse. I last saw Susan about ten or fifteen years ago and although she was now into her seventies she still looked good and her sexual appetite was as strong as ever. She was never as good a fuck as Roxanne but always got me hard and, I have to say, even the last time I saw her and we had filthy sex she was still dressing like a tart, albeit a gorgeously old one.
As for Carol, I didn’t really see or talk to her again after that evening I’d seen her getting into Leroy’s car. I was told that both Linda and Carol had gone ‘working’ in London however about ten years or so after that I’d been driving through the edge of the local red light area, a run down trading estate, when I thought I saw her. She was stood on a street corner with another prostitute looking for business and I’m sure it was her. I must say that she would have been in her mid to late thirties by then but, if it was her, she still looked good compared to some of the older sluts. She was with another much much younger black prostitute and was wearing a denim jacket, a pair of very brief, skin tight shiny hot pants, still great legs and very high heels, her blond hair pulled back tight in a pony tail. The other girl was also wearing hot pants but they didn’t fit as well as Carols did as she was very skinny compared to Carols curvy figure but what carried it off for her was the pair of black PVC thigh length boots and her big Afro hair style. I passed the pair of them before I realised who I thought she was and although I quickly drove around the block, before I got back to them, the pair of them were getting in a large jag driven by an Asian guy. Never saw her again. Happy days xx
Things were definitely changing for me as well and I had a new girlfriend who I’d met at the factory where I worked. Nothing like Carol, at all, but I was ‘sort of’ in love with her and I enjoyed being with her. I bumped in to Carol now and again, even, once or twice having sex with her, round her house, when her mother and sister were out but I was very aware that she was becoming more like her sister Linda, insomuch that sex to her now was very impersonal, just didn’t have the same magic. I carried on going around to Susan’s house on a Wednesday, after college which more than made up for the fact that I wasn’t getting as regular sex with my new girlfriend but even that was going to have to change as my college day release was coming to an end. Susan was amazing, sex wise, and every time I went there she always looked wonderfully sexy in some ridiculously sexy outfit and I don’t think I ever had a bad fuck from her. Sometimes I was really lucky and when I got there, her sister Roxanne, was there too. Both women were getting older now, me included, but both were still stunning. Roxanne was now nearly fifty, maturing like a fine wine and Susan not that far behind, but both still had an amazing sexual appetite and, if they were both there, left me absolutely drained.
Roxanne was my favourite (truth be known a little bit in love with her) and a couple of times I secretly arranged to meet her at her place, which was about an hours drive away. Roxanne was divorced and had three c***dren including the beautiful daughter who was being groomed by Ian, who I never saw again, although from her body and tight pert tits and pussy, you’d never know she’d had three k**s. Sex was amazing, she knew even more sexual ‘positions’ than her sister and that’s saying a lot I can assure you. I didn’t realise until these visits that her big ‘kink’ was to dress as a whore and have sex outdoors, dressed as a prostitute. A couple of times, when I arrived, she’d be dressed, just like her sister, in something excitingly tarty like a very very short mini skirt, stockings and suspenders on view, ridiculously high heels and just a bra all covered up by a long white raincoat. Loads of make up too which she didn’t actually need but it was part of her ‘game’. We’d drive around the red light area, once or twice stopping to accost one of the prostitutes, but never pick them up and then drive to somewhere secluded, within the red light area, where we’d get out the car and I’d have to fuck her either over the bonnet of my car or up against a wall. She was always a sexy fuck but those times she was off the scale regards orgasming and noise. She was like a demented a****l up those dark dirty alleyways. I think I miss Roxanne the most !!!
Going back to the story, Susan’s partner Ian, I never did know or find out if they were married, had got promotion at the aircraft factory and now spent a lot of time away from home travelling to Holland and Germany so Susan, when I was able to see her was, literally, gagging for it!!! I got the distinct impression that all was not well between them, not only him being away from home, but that he was definitely preferring the ‘younger’ type, as she described them. Susan did tell me, in strictest confidence, that he’d had quite a thing for Roxanne’s daughter, a situation very similar to what he’d had and done with to Carol but on a much ‘heavier’ and depraved scale. Apparently Roxanne’s daughter had started staying over at the weekends, supposedly to meet up with her old schoolmates but had actually spent most of the weekend being fucked and abused constantly by Ians huge cock and even sharing the martial bed, at night, with both Ian and Susan, both of them using her at will all, of course, with her total permission and willingness. It had got so bad and Ian so infatuated and demanding sexually of the girl that Susan had had to put her foot down even though Susan enjoyed the lesbian relationship that was forming between her and her niece. Susan said that she thought, although she couldn’t prove it, that he was playing away from home when he was in Holland, she thought with even younger ones.
Eventually it all had to come to an end as I’d got engaged to be married but I did stay in touch and I must confess a couple of times a year Susan used to arrange for Roxanne to stay over and we’d have a little session for old times sake.
I sort of lost contact with Carol but I was walking, one summers evening, past her house when she came out with Linda and Leroy. Carol was in her ‘sexual prime’, and early twenties, looked absolutely stunning and was obviously the diamond in Leroy’s little ‘pimping harem’. She was wearing a red shinny skin tight latex dress that left nothing to the imagination, it looked as though it was sprayed on her, if she had knickers on, I couldn’t see them and the highest pair of heels possible. She wasn’t wearing any stockings or tights and her legs were beautifully tanned, oiled and seemed to go on for ever. If you think of what the most gorgeous archetypal street corner whore should look like, we’ll Carol ticked all the boxes and more. Linda on the other hand was looking well old before her time and just looked worn out, probably by how Leroy was working her. A real haggard old prostitute and still probably only in her late twenties but she was still wearing what you’d expect a prostitute to wear, a mini skirt up around her ass, stockings, a see through blouse and tottering on stupidly high heels. Leroy still looked very sharp, dripping with gold bracelets and heavy gold chains. They all said hello to me before Leroy ushered them both into his large Audi SUV and I can confirm that certainly Carol wasn’t wearing any knickers as she made sure I saw !!!!
Unfortunately those couple of times I saw Roxanne with Susan was the last time I saw her as she met an American who was a retired airline pilot, very rich apparently and they moved to California. A very lucky guy in my opinion!!! Susan eventually separated from Ian and I’ve no idea where or what he’s up to now but it did allow Susan to offer me an open invitation to visit her house whenever I could slip away, which I was able to do whenever I could come up with a good excuse. I last saw Susan about ten or fifteen years ago and although she was now into her seventies she still looked good and her sexual appetite was as strong as ever. She was never as good a fuck as Roxanne but always got me hard and, I have to say, even the last time I saw her and we had filthy sex she was still dressing like a tart, albeit a gorgeously old one.
As for Carol, I didn’t really see or talk to her again after that evening I’d seen her getting into Leroy’s car. I was told that both Linda and Carol had gone ‘working’ in London however about ten years or so after that I’d been driving through the edge of the local red light area, a run down trading estate, when I thought I saw her. She was stood on a street corner with another prostitute looking for business and I’m sure it was her. I must say that she would have been in her mid to late thirties by then but, if it was her, she still looked good compared to some of the older sluts. She was with another much much younger black prostitute and was wearing a denim jacket, a pair of very brief, skin tight shiny hot pants, still great legs and very high heels, her blond hair pulled back tight in a pony tail. The other girl was also wearing hot pants but they didn’t fit as well as Carols did as she was very skinny compared to Carols curvy figure but what carried it off for her was the pair of black PVC thigh length boots and her big Afro hair style. I passed the pair of them before I realised who I thought she was and although I quickly drove around the block, before I got back to them, the pair of them were getting in a large jag driven by an Asian guy. Never saw her again. Happy days xx
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