PATRICIA’S ADVENTURES

A Series of Erotic Short Stories by Patricia Dubois

CHAPTER ONE

Hello. My name is Patricia Dubois. I am a 63-year-old woman who has an insatiable appetite for sex and men who are, shall we say, well endowed.

I’m married to a wonderful man, Stan, who is 20 years older than I am. We met when I was 19 and he made me the woman I am today. He got me to go to the gym, he paid to have my teeth capped, taught me how to play golf and tennis, took me on exotic vacations, and made love to me like no other man I had met in my young life.

Unfortunately, Stan had massive stroke about 15 years ago that left him with a speech impediment and no longer able to perform sexually. We were both devastated by this. He became withdrawn and suffered from depression for a year after he came home from the hospital. I was able to talk him into going to therapy.

It helped him a great deal, and while he was still unable to perform, he did enthusiastically try to satisfy me orally and with various “toys”. He even tried to use a strap on dildo on me a few times. That was as about as close as we were able to get to our previous love making.

We ran into a gay man on vacation, and he saw the difficulties Stan was having. Thanks to therapy, Stan can talk openly about his problem, and after we explained his impotence, the man suggested something interesting. To put it bluntly, he suggested that I use the strap on Stan. He explained that while Stan’s penis was affected, anal stimulation is a different sensation all together.

While at first, Stan was hesitant to try this, I wanted him to have some sexual pleasure from me. I started slowly initially, and I would cuddle with him and kiss him all over his body, then I would lick his ass. I found that he responded positively to this, so I went to the next level and inserted a finger into him, then a small vibrator, and finally he let me use the strap on to penetrate him anally. He seemed to enjoy it. I don’t think he had orgasms, but I know for sure he found it pleasurable.

After a few months of this, Stan sat me down and explained that he wanted more for me sexually. He suggested that I see other men to satisfy my sexual needs. At first, I was unwilling to do this, but when Stan moved into another bedroom in the house. I saw that he was serious about this. To be perfectly honest with you, I think our anal play brought out feelings in him that were latent his whole life. He hired a personal assistant, a good-looking young man who I’m sure is homosexual. At first, I was jealous and hurt, but I hadn’t seen him happy since before his stroke and decided to accept the situation for what it is. We still love each other very much, but we lead different lives now.

CHAPTER 2

               As I said previously, I am a 63-year-old married woman. I am senior vice president and accounts manager in the private banking department of my company. I have a bachelor’s degree in economics and an MBA from a prestigious school. I’m also an adjunct professor teaching corporate finance to post grad students at my alma mater. It doesn’t pay much, but I keep doing it for reasons I’ll explain later in my stories.

               I am 5 feet 9 inches tall and weigh 126 lbs. I have naturally curly hair dyed to my former natural color. I tried going gray once and men’s interest in me dropped significantly. I guess mature cougar works, but gray-haired granny doesn’t, I thought I looked great, but I was too used to getting any man that I wanted so I started dying my hair again. My measurements are 34-24-34 and while I’ve had some work done on my boobs a few years back, they are perfect B cups.

I’m at the gym at least 3 times a week, I jog, and I love my yoga classes which help keep me flexible. I have athletic and toned legs that look as sexy whether I’m wearing tennis sneakers or stiletto high heels. I work hard on my butt to keep it tight. I wear a size 6 dress, but I can pull off size 3 when I want to look extra slutty. When I do wear panties, they are always a thong. I love the look on a young man’s face when I take off my dress or slacks off and he sees that I like to wear sexy underwear. My pretty size 6 feet are highly skilled at making a man cum.

               Although my main residence is at my house in the suburbs, I have an apartment in the city where I entertain my young men. I have an appetite for expensive clothes that runs the gamut from business attire to cougar slut wear. I don’t like pantyhose (I prefer bare legs or stockings), but men go nuts for them for some reason. I usually don’t wear stockings to work because I tend to show my stocking tops too much. It’s a bad habit that I’ve developed over the years that I use to seduce men. I don’t know how many shoes I own but it’s a lot. You may be thinking that they are all high heels, but to be honest, when I’m relaxing, shopping, or out and about on my own, flats or sneakers are my shoes of choice. Not as sexy I know, but just as many men hit on me when I’m wearing my simple black leather flats (they are more like slippers actually) as when I’m wearing my open toe pumps with 4-inch heels.

               Speaking of my flats, I have 2 tricks to keep men’s heads turned when I’m more casual. If I’m wearing flats, I make sure my ankles are showing, and I wear sheer knee-high socks. As I said earlier, men love to see women in pantyhose, and these socks make it appear like I’m wearing pantyhose. Let’s face it guys, I’m not taking you back to my apartment if I meet you at Starbucks, sorry to disappoint you, however I will give you my number and we might hook up when I’m properly dressed to seduce you. The second is to wear my stretch pants when I have sneakers on. I know you girls know the power of showing off your ass and legs in a pair of nylon yoga pants or stretchy jeans. It’s almost like being naked.

               I had a few dilemmas when I first started out in this arrangement with my husband: how was I going to satisfy myself sexually without getting the reputation as the office slut or the country club bimbo?

               My first adventure was more of a nightmare than great sexual encounter. I was working for a different company at the time, and luckily not as high up on the corporate ladder. I went out with a bunch of co-workers for drinks on a Friday night. I had too many daiquiris, and I wound up hitting on one of the young guys in my group. We were dancing to a slow song, and we started making out. I was so horny that I invited the guy to the men’s room, lifted my skirt, pulled my thong to the side and let him take me right there. The only thing I remember is that the guy came in about 30 seconds. The next morning, I wound up in a basement apartment in a semi-attached house in one of the outer boroughs. I snuck out through the cellar door in my bare feet holding my shoes in my hand and trying to make sure my wrinkled dress didn’t fall off me. The worst part was that he was in control, not me. For months later, there were whispers about me by the guys and how much of a slut I am. I quit that job and swore to myself that nothing like that would ever happen again. I got my resume together and went shopping at a high-end department store. My husband was a little pissed at me, but I explained to him what happened, and he was very understanding.

               With a new wardrobe in hand, I fixed up my resume and started looking for a new job. I had an interview with an older gentleman, wore one of my new outfits, and the next thing I knew I had a nice office with a view of the park. This led to my current situation where I’m now a high-powered banker with a corner office and making lots of money.

               Which leads me to my other dilemma, my country club situation. There were a lot of hot guys at the country club that my husband and I are members of, and since my transformation from a slutty bimbo to socialite cougar was complete, I wasn’t about to make the same mistake at the country club that I made in the office. Since my husband rarely went to the country club anymore, I decided to join a different country club FAR away from my old one. I was making good money now and decided to hob nob with high society in a club on the shore. The men were even better looking there, and richer. While I made sure that none of my colleagues were a member of this country club, I did get a lot of clients thanks to my membership. I had the best of both worlds in so far as there was nothing to hurt my job or my husband. This leads me to my first real adventure.

               As I mentioned earlier, I like to play golf, and I’m getting good at it. I’m currently an 8 handicap, and I won the women’s club championship a few years ago. Being the club champion comes with lots of perks. One of which is not having to burdened with a foursome. Anyone who plays golf knows how annoying that is, especially when people in your foursome suck at golf. As champion, I get to go out on my own if I choose.

 I was having lunch with some of the women at the club one day and they started gossiping about one on the caddies. Stacey, a women I played tennis with, mentioned that she heard that he has a huge “thing”. I remember her saying that if she was 20 years younger, she would “go for it”. My thought was “If he’s a big as she says he is, I am going for it”.

               I arranged to play a round golf on my own one day, late in the afternoon, and wouldn’t you know, Scotty, the caddy my friend was gossiping about, had the privilege of carrying my bag. Coincidently I was wearing the shortest skirt I could find that showed off my long tan legs and tight ass. Unfortunately, the modern golf skirt, while attractive, comes with built in shorts for modesty so there would be no quick fucks today. I decide to do a little exploratory research instead.

               I was the last person out on the course, so I knew that there was no one behind me so I started playing uncharacteristically slow. I had already slipped the course manager $100 not to bother me for slow play so I knew I wouldn’t be disturbed. At the 16th hole there is a little patch of wood that is technically out of bounds, but on this occasion, I decided to aim for this. When I hit it in the woods, Scotty asked if he should mark my card for stroke and distance, and I told him “No, I am thinking of qualifying for the regionals, so I’m going to play it out for the practice”. He never even questioned me on that move.

When we got to the woods, of course I couldn’t find my ball, so I called Scotty in to help me look for it. He was next to a tree and bent over when I snuck up behind him. He got up and I was right in his face. I put my arms around his neck and plunged my tongue into his mouth. His response was “Mrs. Dubois, I could lose my job for this” I said “Don’t worry, I’ll never tell. Do you want a blowjob, yes or no?” He nodded as I felt his erection through his shorts. I went down to my knees and unleashed the biggest cock that I had ever seen up until that time. He moaned deeply as I swallowed his manhood. Here’s another trick girls, when you’re swallowing huge cock make “seal” sounds. it makes guys crazy and helps you take the cock deep into your throat. Anyway, he leaned back on the tree and let me take his huge rod in my mouth. I got his cock as far into my throat as I could (reminder to self…learn a good deepthroat technique). He tried at one point to fuck me, but I got up and said “no, no, no…not until later” and I stroked him until he was about to cum. When I knew he was ready to explode, I got back on my knees, put his pulsating cock in my mouth, and let him cum. I swallowed it all, and I felt so in control. I told him to put his shorts back on and I finished my game. When it came time for a tip, I told him to meet me at the local seaside motel, and he’ll get his tip, or should I say , I’ll get mine. But that’s another adventure

CHAPTER 3

               In September, a power couple rented the apartment across from mine in the city. They were very attractive but were rarely there. I did notice that a young girl would stay there quite a bit. I ran into her in the hall one day and we started chatting. It turns out that she was attending school in the area and her parents had rented the apartment so they could visit her.

               Her name is Charlotte, and I was smitten with her from the first time we talked. She was incredibly mature for her young age of 20. She was extremely tall, blonde and very slim. She was always wearing jogging clothes or jeans and wore her hair very loosely or in a ponytail. We became friendly.

               A few years went by, uneventful, when one night I found myself with no male companionship. I decided to go out to dinner to a local restaurant that was my favorite. I was sitting at a table by myself, when who came strolling in but Charlotte and her very handsome boyfriend. She stopped by my table, and seeing that I was alone, invited me to join them, which I readily agreed to. I took a seat across from them and I couldn't help but notice what an attractive couple they were. I was used to seeing Charlotte dressed in casual clothes, but that night she was wearing a little black dress that really showed off her slim body. Her boyfriend, Joshua, was also dressed up very nicely and frankly looking hot.

               She explained to me that she had graduated, and they were celebrating her last night in our fair city. She went on to say that she would be doing her post graduate studies at Stanford so it was likely that this was the last time I would see her. She excused herself to go to the ladies room and I took this opportunity to invite them back to my apartment for some after dinner drinks, which he readily accepted.

               As I said, they were looking hot that night, especially Charlotte. She wore a black mini dress that was cut to her mid-thigh. When ever she got up I was given a display of her slim sexy legs. The neckline of her dress showed that she was not wearing a bra. Her nipples became erect after sitting in the air conditioning for a while. Josh didn’t look bad either. He was wearing designer slacks which I had hoped would show off his bulge, a sport jacket and a button-down shirt that showed off his great pecks. I was no slouch myself. I had gone to dinner directly from a meeting with a male client. I wore a navy-blue skirt, with matching blazer, A white satin blouse that I unbuttoned just enough to show some cleavage (although to be honest, it’s hard to show cleavage when you’re a B cup) sheer white pantyhose, and white high heel pumps with 3-inch heels. Yeah, I was looking hot myself.

After we had dessert, and finished our coffee, we strolled around the park then made our way back to my place for after dinner drinks. That’s when things got interesting.

               Once we got back to my apartment, I asked Chalotte and Josh what they’d like to drink. She immediately told me that she would have a scotch on the rocks, single malt if I had (I did). Josh had a beer. I went to the bathroom to freshen up. I put on a little perfume, making sure my pantyhose were nice and tight, and no I wasn’t wearing any panties that night.

               When I came back out, I found Charlotte and Josh making out on my couch. They took almost no notice of me. She was all over him and I was very turned on. I sat in the chair across from them an observed for a few minutes. She was insatiable.

               They stopped for just a moment when I slowly crossed my legs, revealing as much thigh as I could, then dangled my shoe from my foot.

               Just then, Charlotte looked at me, looked at Josh, and began unzipping his pants. When she pulled out his cock, I lost my breath. It had to be at least 10 inches long and the head looked like a large mushroom. Her mouth was on his rod instantaneously. I was amazed at how deep she could swallow his manhood. At that, I hiked up my skirt and started to rub my already wet pussy. I couldn’t believe this was happening.

               I was lost in the moment, and I had no idea how much time had gone by when Charlotte invited me over to the couch. She instructed Josh to strip and sit in the chair that I was sitting in. When I sat on the couch, Charlotte whispered to me that she always thought I was hot and proceeded to kiss me on the neck. I was so turned on that any kind of protest I could give would be insincere. She made her way up to my lips and plunged her tongue into my mouth. I was powerless to resist and readily shared my tongue with her.

               She then stood up, let her dress fall to the floor and turned to Josh and said “Start Jerking that huge cock. You’re about to get a great show.

               With that she pulled my head toward her well-trimmed pussy. She was already soaking wet, and I put my tongue into her as deep as I could get it. I ate her out and loved every minute of it.

               After some time, She stood me up, took me by the hand, and slowly undressed me right in front of Josh. She guided his hands first to my boobs, and then he started fingering my wet pussy. She made out with me the entire time. When I was about to come, she stopped everything and guided me to Josh’s hard on. At first I just licked up and down his long shaft, every now and then licking around the rim of the head of his cock, when Charlotte put her hand on my head and made me deepthroat Josh.

               I was about to gag on his big dick, when I remembered the trick about taking huge cock. Make that seal sound. Charlotte removed her hands form me head and started fingering herself on the couch as I took her boyfriends cock deeper, and deeper in my throat.

               After I had had enough of Josh’s cock in my mouth, Charlotte mounted him and slid up and down on his enormous rod. I could see on his face that he was about to cum, but I wanted some too. Charlotte dismounted his cock and I sucked it for a minute or two. The tase of her sweet juices on his cock was almost too much to bare. I kneeled down on the couch and let him slide his erection as deep into me as he could get it. Finally, Charlotte and I kneeled in front of him and let him cum all over our faces and tits. We kissed and licked his sweet cum off of each other. We took turns taking his cock into our mouths and cleaning him up. Then I kissed her passionately one lat time.

               We had another drink. I put on one of my black silk robes and let them out. I can only describe the look on my face as one of a virgin school girl who just had sex for the first time. It was incredible.

           I never saw them again.