Birds of a feather wonderfully flocking together
I am going from store to stores gathering items for a home improvement project, and at one store I run into Paula, one of Bunnie's good friends. Paula and I have a "express-our-friendship-by-constantly-insulting-each-other" relationship. So we tease and insult each other while waiting on the checkout line.
Paula has bought a number of items, and I help her get them to her truck and load them for her. And the end she says "thanks - but don't think that is going to get you on my good side", and "punches" me. I feign major pain and hurt, we laugh and say goodbye.
About an hour later I get home and get back to my project. Bunnie calls out from upstairs. "Toad, can you come up for a second? I need some help in the closet!"
I go running up to the bedroom. Bunnie is standing by the closet. I figure she needs to get something down off of the shelf. So I go and look into the closet "What do you need?"
"This", she says, and quickly grabs my crotch. She swiftly undoes my belt, pulls down my pants, grabs my cock, and bends over to suck it.
I am surprised - but I am not complaining. I lean back against the wall, Bunnie kneels down and continues to greedily suck and lick my cock. I gently touch her head, moving it back and forth as she sucks.
Bunnie stops and looks up at me "Let's to go on the bed and finish this..."
Her wish is my command. We go to the bed, Bunnie lays on her back, opening her mouth, ready to receive me. I sit on her, pulling up her t-shirt and bra to expose her tits. I straddle her, face fucking my cock in and out of her mouth and letting her lick it while I play with her tits.
As I cum, I pull out to shoot it on her lips. Bunnie happily licks it up as it spurts out. When I am done she puts my cock back in her mouth to suck out the last few drops. I am in ecstasy.
I am looking down on her pretty face, her lips and chin shining with my cum, as she smiles and keeps gently licking my cock. "What... brought this on...?" I manage to ask.
"Paula called before you got home", Bunnie says between licks. "She told me how nice you were helping her at the store. She said that I better take care of you when you got home because of that. So this is what came to my mind..."
I know I will not be able to look Paula in the eye the next time I see her.
Bunnie loves sex, and she wants female friends who love sex as well. When we first moved to our current area, she was invited to a pool party with a group of neighborhood women. The talk turned to men, and many of the women began complaining about their husbands/boyfriends interest regarding how much they wanted sex, and made fun of their attempts at romance. Bunnie left the party early and was upset. One of the woman, whom Bunnie had noticed was very quiet, later called her. Bunnie came straight out and told her "I am sorry - I just cannot stand women who have such a negative attitude about sex!" The woman responded "welcome to my club!" They have been good friends ever since.
Bunnie's pro-sex friends come in a variety of colors, shapes, and ages. I find them all pretty (though of course Bunnie is the prettiest), and they consistently agree in the following areas:
- They see sex in a positive light, regardless of their age.
- They think sex in marriage is a great thing, and want to break the stereotype that marriage sex is "boring".
- They are always encouraging each other to be sexually adventurous within their relationships.
- While they all believe in monogamy, they feel that anything that is enjoyed within that context is fine.
- They want to give their husbands all the sex they can handle, and then some. As I described above, a favorite activity is one telling the other how they observed their husband doing something nice, and how he should get "rewarded" for that.
- They all look younger than their chronological age. Maybe it is due to their attitude, or because they keep active.
With attitudes like these, I certainly encourage Bunnie to hang out with these woman as much as possible.
A few brief profiles of some of her friends (names changed to protect the guilty):
- Paula (whom I mentioned above): late fifties, slim build, English and Irish heritage, works out regularly. She reminds me of Helen Mirren. Whenever I run into her at the gym, she "insults" my workout efforts - but behind my back will tell Bunnie how good I look and how she better be "rewarding me" for staying in shape before some other woman does. Very outgoing, and jokes about how her husbands occasional back flareups are due to "him carrying me, and I don't mean with his hands".
- Kathy: mid thirties, Scandinavian heritage, could be a shapely "larger" model (she was a model when she was younger). Dark hair, milky white skin, tall. Her build is very much like that of Kate Dillon, but Kathy is more busty. She and her husband started becoming very good friends with us when we gave them a weekend romantic getaway as a present (they were struggling financially at the time), and Bunnie also gave Kathy bodystockings and crotchless pantyhose to wear for her husband. He came to me after that weekend and exclaimed "I want your wife to keep being friends with my wife!"
- Dawn: late forties, part Hispanic, long blond hair, slim but chesty. Reminds me of a cross between Jennifer Lopez (but her ass is smaller) and Rene Russo. Looks great in a bikini. She is probably Bunnie's closest friend (she was the woman above who called Bunnie after the pool party),they talk at least once a day or so. Like Bunnie, Dawn says the hell with fashion and does not see anything wrong with dressing sexy for your husband or boyfriend in public. Her husband and I call them the "sexy fashion twins" as they like to us go on double dates with them wearing "sexy but somewhat modest" outfits. Dawn is trying to arrange for us couples to vacation together in Las Vegas - she saw the pictures we took and the clothes Bunnie and others were wearing, and is desperate to spend time there.
- Connie: early-mid forties, black, colors her hair brown/dark red, smaller on top (always teasing Bunnie "I need to borrow some chest from you!") but quite an ass and legs. She is very much into "dress up" intimacy. One day Bunnie showed her a couple of sites where we order stuff from, and she spent $200 that afternoon on costumes, lingerie, wigs, and fishnets. Has often remarked "If I ever wore outside what I wear in the bedroom, I'd be busted for prostitution on the spot!"
- Janet: mid forties, short, chubby but curvy build. She reminds me of Delta Burke in her "nice and round" days. In public she is the most modest and shy of Bunnie's friends - I have almost never seen her wear a dress shorter than ankle length in public. But in her home, according Bunnie, her wardrobe consists of tight tank tops and short shorts. Janet's explanation simply is "my hubby likes to see my body, and I want to show it off to him". I can see why her husband works from home.
When Bunnie and any/all of these friends get together, you can be sure that sooner or later the discussion will turn to sex. I have been chased out of my own house to the tune of "we are talking about 'stuff' that YOU are not supposed to hear!" (of course I do not mind - Bunnie always seems extra frisky and horny after getting together with them, so whom at I to complain?). I do not know how detailed they get, and actually I do not want to know. Although part of me is concerned that they think I am a pervert, Bunnie reassures me that they really do like me ("if they did not like you, why would they keeping telling me all the time that I better be giving you lots of sex anyway you want it?").
These (and other) friends have had more than a few interesting adventures over the years, which I may share in later posts. These all revolve around situations that led to what I will call "mass horniness" among these woman that led them to find their husbands and have wild sex. It seems so many times when folks get to their thirties and forties the idea of sex can become childish, boring, or even disgusting. It is so much fun to see Bunnie and her friends presenting a positive, active view for as long as possible.
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