This story is a follow-up on my last story, “best blow job ever”. This story is also completely true. Only the names and places have been changed. I have no reason to embellish any part of the story.
My parents had moved back to California the summer after I graduated high school. I had a good friend named Isaac, whom I started hanging out with again. Isaac had the most beautiful sister, Kari.
Kari’s husband was in the Air Force and had been deployed for six months. I was 18 and had just joined the army in their DEP, or delayed entry program.
Kari taught fifth grade. She lived with her mom and brother while her husband was deployed. In public, Kari was very poised and dignified. When I was alone with her, she was a complete vixen.
Kari was 25. She was sweet, beautiful, and horny. She was also married and incredibly attractive. Kari was the first older woman I had ever had experience with. I was 18 with no car, no driver’s license, and no girlfriend. I liked it that way. I actually got quite a bit of action.
The girls I did know were my age or younger and were as experienced sexually as I was. I was lucky to get to second base.
Kari gave me the best sexual experiences of my life. She was this giddy teenager’s wet dream.
That was a fun summer. After I joined the army, Kari began teasing me. When I visited Isaac, Kari would stare at me with her beautiful brown eyes and smile. She would intentionally brush against me when she walked by. Her smell was intoxicating.
Kari would lie on the floor, wearing a short jean skirt and not wearing any panties. She would look back at me to make sure I was watching as she spread her legs. Her lips looked so luscious, I just wanted to dive in. All I could do was try to conceal my boner. I kept it to myself, but every glimpse I got of her beautiful pussy was a workout for my cock afterward.
That summer, Kari would lie out and occasionally swim in the apartment pool in her tiny bikini. I would put on my diving mask and check out every inch of her body close up. I somehow figured that because I was underwater, Kari didn’t notice me checking her out. Dumb teenager. The water made her bikini cling to every bump and crevice. I would hurry to the restroom afterwards to jerk off. Kari had an amazing body.
She drove me to sexual insanity. I loved every second of it.
In the fall, I started taking classes at the community college and worked part-time at Montgomery Wards at the mall. One day, I was visiting Isaac, and he stepped out for a while. I was left alone, as both his mom and sister were working. So I did what teenagers do: I started snooping around his beautiful sister’s bedroom.
I wish there were a picture of my face when I saw something. In the side table by her bed, she kept her vibrator. It was like finding the holy grail! I also found Hustler magazines and a DVD starring Kari Foxx titled “Skin Games.” Kari had a twin! Kari loved porn as much as I did.
Then I saw the photos. Kari had nude photos of herself that her husband had taken. She was spread wide open, her beautiful pink pussy on complete display. Her sly, mischievous smile, looking directly at the camera. She was definitely not shy.
There were also pictures of her from behind. Her ass looked amazing. Her body was tan, lean, and hard with just the right curves. I am sure my mouth was open, and I was drooling. She looked like my fantasy Hustler girl. She was too hot.
Even today, I honestly think those photos were conspicuously placed by Kari where I could find them. I kept a few of my favorites. She never mentioned the photos were missing directly, but often teased me about how she was missing some photos. Obviously, she knew. I know she liked me having them. I still keep them stashed away in my closet. They have provided me with a limitless supply of pleasure.
I also found letters from her husband. I couldn’t believe what I was reading. In one letter, he told her she should grab my face from behind after rubbing her pussy. In another, he told her I would remember a blow job from her for my whole life. He was encouraging her to tantalize me!
If her husband wanted me to be his sex surrogate while he was away, I was more than fine with it. I don’t believe he could have imagined how far Kari was willing to go.
It would be great to tell her husband in detail someday. He should be proud of his little minx. I think we could both get off hearing about Kari’s sexcapades. I would get off remembering, and he could get off hearing about her. She was amazing. So good, I think she corrupted me. After Kari, all I wanted to do was fuck.
This is a story about when I finally got to go down on Kari. I will try to share the experience in detail. I remember it as if it were yesterday.
Before I had the privilege of going down on Kari, she had already sucked my cock, tasted my balls, and swallowed a mouthful of my cum. We had fucked numerous times in her red Nissan. She knew me intimately. I was eager to get to know her on a more deeply physical level.
I knew that my cock and my flavor were on her mind every time I was around her. I may have been only 18, but I was smart enough to make sure I was around as much as possible.
We decided to see each other regularly.
I just wanted to please her, and she was turned on by the novelty of my youth. Plus, she was horny. Actually, Kari was nearly insatiable. The next five months can only be described as a fuck-fest.
The problem was that neither of us wanted her mom or brother to know anything about what was happening. I loved her family like my own, and I knew they wouldn’t understand about my relationship with Kari. So our time together had to be planned without any suspicions.
Kari and I had started “dating”. I had a fake id thanks to an older brother. On weekends, she would arrange to pick me up a block from my house, and we would head to Club 911, an 18-and-up club in town. On our nights out, I really had a great time. Kari was sweet, and I enjoyed our conversations. There was lively dancing and a few drinks. We had many great moments together.
We would usually end up at a local University’s parking lot before she drove me home. Honestly, I fucked her so many times in the back seat of her little Nissan. Hell, the front seat too. There were no bad positions with Kari. Unfortunately, sex was always rushed. We were trying to avoid college security, and both of us just wanted to get off before the night ended.
I would fuck her, and she would vigorously rub her meaty, little clit, moaning loudly in pleasure. She seemed to sense my oncoming orgasm, and the closer I got to ejaculating, the faster she rubbed herself until we both came together. I would cum so damn hard, covering her pussy and the seat of her car with my juice. Try to explain those stains to your mother!
Marathon sex in her little red Nissan was exciting, but we both wanted more. One afternoon, Kari arranged to meet me in the parking lot during my lunch break when I was working at Montgomery Wards.
We kissed passionately, our tongues in a wrestling match. Kari teased me by rubbing my cock, her soft hands in my pants. God, I wanted it in her mouth. She continued teasing me as I begged. I could feel my cock leaking pre-cum as she continued stroking me. She told me I had to wait until that night; she wanted to get a hotel room.
I remember how hard it was waiting for the workday to finish.
Finally, at home, I took a shower and had my older brother pick up a bottle of White Zinfandel. Kari picked me up, her hair down with her beautiful curls. She was wearing a skin-tight black one-piece spaghetti-strap dress. She looked incredible. Just a hint of cleavage, and her smell. My cock was already throbbing just from her scent.
We kissed hello, and I told her how hot she was. Then we proceeded to the Rodeway Inn.
Once in the room, I began kissing her as I caressed her perfectly formed ass. I could not wait to rip off her dress and start licking her entire body.
Kari suggested we taste the wine first. She was prolonging my agony. I never had a woman tease me as much as Kari did. I also have never been with a woman I wanted to please more.
I liked the sweet taste of her mouth when she was drinking wine.
After a few glasses of wine and lots of kissing, Kari was ready. We were both a little drunk. The perfect buzz for great, non-inhibited sex.
I undid my shirt and pants, pulling my jeans and boxers off in one quick motion. My cock was rock hard and sticking straight out. I can’t describe how badly my body wanted her.
Kari slipped easily out of her little black dress, no panties or bra. She was completely naked as she lay back on the bed. She looked spectacular. I just stood there, staring at her nude body. I couldn’t take my eyes off her firm, perky tits or her triangle of thick pubic hair above her beautiful, swollen, wet pussy. She looked just like one of the models I had seen in my Hustler magazine.
With her finger and a sinister smile, she beckoned me to come closer to her.
I crawled from the bottom of the bed, rubbing my body against hers until I reached her face. We once again started kissing with a force of passion.
I slowly moved my body upward, intending to bring my cock to her mouth. I stopped at her breasts. She used her hands to push her tits together, surrounding my cock in her fleshy softness.
Precum was oozing out of my shiny cock head, and Kari readily licked my tip as I pushed my swollen dick toward her face.
I slowly moved back down her body, stopping again when our lips met. Her mouth was so soft, tongue like silk.
I started to tease her (and pleasure myself) by just sticking the head of my cock inside her. I could start to hear her moan in excitement. Her pussy was so soft, so wet, so hot. I just wanted to ram my rod into her, but I also wanted to please her anyway I could.
But first, I wanted to taste her beautiful cunt.
I began going down her body, licking and kissing her bare skin. I reached her succulent, firm breasts and buried my face in them. I sucked on her nipples. Her nipples were hard and extended. I gently nibbled them with my teeth. Her skin was so soft, the flesh around her nipples even softer. Kari had a smell I can’t describe, sweet yet so sexy. I think her pheromones must have been off the charts. Her scent was a pure aphrodisiac.
I continued down her toned, tanned body until I reached a small patch of pubic hair just above her sopping wet pussy. I looked up at her, and the look on her face was one of pure pleasure and excitement. I could see in her eyes that she didn’t want me to stop.
I stuck my finger in my mouth to lube it up and began slowly entering her. As my finger went in and out of her soaked pussy I began to slowly take my tongue around her clitoris. She was ready, and her musky cream tasted like pure, hot sex. She smelled like heaven.
I licked along each soft fold of her labia, savoring her heady flavor. She used the fingers of both her hands, gently spreading her pussy wide open, allowing me to savor her inner sex. Kari desired my tongue in her fleshy, pink, wet hole. I pushed my tongue as deep inside her as I could. I wanted to taste all of her flesh. I wanted her cream covering my face. Her pussy was so hot, so wet, so delicious.
I lay my tongue flat and loose, covering her whole clit as I vigorously licked up and down. She had a large, meaty button already, but I could feel her swell and harden under the pressure of my wet tongue. I slowly increased the speed and pressure as I felt her body squirming in pleasure. I felt like I went down on her for at least an hour. Going down on Kari was a privilege. I never wanted that moment to end.
Kari moaned loudly as she grabbed me by the hair while she orgasmed. Her pussy was now wetter and sweeter than ever. Her heady, musky scent covered my lips and face. Her scent has been etched permanently on my brain.
Kari asked me where the hell I learned to eat pussy like that. I watched a lot of porn. She said it was the greatest oral pleasure she had ever experienced. All I wanted to do was please her.
Kari pulled me on top of her and said, “I want you to fuck me.” She wanted me to fuck her from behind because she liked the way my balls would slap her clit every time I thrust my cock inside her.
From being so excited all day and the anticipation, I knew this wouldn’t last long. I loved grabbing her hips from behind as I slid my hard cock inside her. Her pussy was so hot and wet.
As I pounded her from behind, the sound of my body slapping against her ass was making me even harder. After a few minutes of pounding her, I pulled out my throbbing dick and stroked it as I blew a huge load all over her back and ass. Some of my cum even shot into her hair at the back of her head. God, that was one hell of an orgasm.
After a few moments of rest, we went at it again. This time, just good old missionary style. I loved looking into her eyes as I fucked her. She put her legs over my shoulders, and I really leaned into her, pushing my cock deep into her wet pussy.
This time, the penetration lasted a lot longer since I had finally unloaded all my juice from her teasing that morning. Sweat just rolled down my back and neck as I fucked her. Once again, we both climaxed.
After a short nap, Kari went down and started sucking my cock. Kari had a way and a motion that felt like heaven when she sucked dick. Soon I was hard again.
This time, she got on top. We kissed passionately as she slowly rode me. Her pussy was so wet, and her slow, steady movements felt incredible on my cock. She never stopped kissing me as she fucked me. I could feel her firm, soft breasts gently brushing against my chest as she fucked me.
After quite some time of her cunt slowly, relentlessly stroking my dick, I felt my orgasm building. She never took her tongue out of my mouth and kept my dick deeply embedded in her as my sperm finally erupted inside her.
Kari and I started going to the Rodeway Inn regularly. Many days, I lay in my own bed the next morning, and my nuts hurt, and my abs felt like I had done 500 sit-ups. Good kind of pain.
I always wondered if her husband knew about us. I thought he probably did. I wondered if she told him how I penetrated her again and again with her legs in the air or her knees over my shoulders. I wondered how he would feel seeing her licking my balls and taking my whole load of thick, white cum inside her mouth, coating her tongue with my flavor. I often fucked her for hours. My thick cock tore her sweet little pussy up, and she always came back for more.
Honestly, and a little ashamedly, it turned me on thinking about him watching. I wanted him to see me inside her. Hear her moaning in pleasure as my thick cock penetrated her. The thought made me fuck her harder.
Little did I know Kari was fantasizing about the same thing. I should have known she was already making plans. She was such a sexy woman.
Kari and I fucked every way possible. I loved her on top. I loved fucking her breasts. Hell, I loved her in every position. We usually finish doggy or missionary. I never did fuck her ass. I just have never been into that, but I am sure she would have loved it.
After that night at the Rodeway, I went down on Kari every chance I got. In the back seat of her red Nissan, in the front seat. In the back seat of my mom’s car. At her mom’s, while she was standing against her dining room wall. Feet wrapped around my head, other times straight in the air. Skirt up or her shorts pulled down. All I wanted to do was please her, and her pussy tasted like heaven.
The five months until her husband returned went by quickly. I entered the Army and a year later returned during my Easter break. That is when Kari, her husband, and I met at a Mexican restaurant, drank lots of tequila, and had our first threesome.
I learned shortly after our threesome that Kari had never told her husband about our affair. I just assumed because of the threesome that he had known about everything all along. I don’t know why she kept it from him, but I know she must have had her reasons. I accidentally let that out of the bag, in a letter I wrote her, and he read it. Thirty years later, and I am still in the shit-house with her for that. But that’s another story.
I do know that I had fallen in love with her. She never used the L word with me, and at 18, I would probably have been spooked and run. It was as I got older that I realized I love her. I still miss her. I hope to see her again someday.
Kari and her husband are still married.