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I recently caught my wife with this guy who had a 8 inch cock, I quickly realized that I enjoyed watching as he fucked her. The second time i caught her with a black man. He had a 9 incher and very thick. I enjoyed watching my wife getting pounded by him and loved it when he forced it down her throat.

For awhile nothing else happened until we were on vacation. We were in a pub and a young guy about 20 was checking out my wife. She is 48 by the way and large busted, I am 53. He went out and a few minutes later my wife said she wanted some fresh air. She was gone some time so I decided to go and look for her. When I got to the car park I saw her on stooping down giving this guy a blowjob. I went back inside and waited for her to return. When she did she said nothing about it. I said “everything all right?” and she replied yes fine.

When we got home I confronted her and told her what I saw, She said she didn’t say anything because she thought I might get angry. I said no I was quite turned on by it and enjoyed other men using her. She said good because there are a couple of guys she would like to see.

I said ok as long as you tell me about it, which she did. She has been seeing these two guys on and off on a regular basis for the last couple of years now. She will not allow me to watch her with them. The other week she came home and told me to lick out her hole which was full of cum and she said that they had been fucking her bareback for the last six months and so she made me lick it out. She then told me that since she had a bigger cock than mine she only wanted big cocks – Black or White – and wanted heavy cummers as she loves to swallow.

She now goes out to night clubs dressed in low cut tops and stockings & suspenders and goes to a soul club meeting once a month where most males are black. She has now come home from work and said there is a PE teacher were she works and she is going to pull him in. She said she saw him the other day swimming and that he is very muscular and had a big bulge in his trunks.

We have been married for 23 years. The guys she meets are all younger, I am concerned that she may want to be with one of these guys for good, she says she loves me and has no intention of leaving she just wants lots of fun and sex. Lots of big cock and a good fucking. I asked her to stop, she then replied that she’ll be getting a cane and some restraints and a strap on to take the Cuckolding further.

My mother-in-law, Doreen, was a GILF (Granny I’d like to fuck) way before the term was invented. When I was in my early 40s and she was in her mid-60s, I had the hots for her, big-time. It wasn’t that she was particularly sexy by the standard definition of big tits, great figure, and so on  nor did she flaunt herself or flirt. Oh no, it was much more seductive than that!

First, she was very traditional in her views so traditional, in fact, that I used to regard her as unattainable  and, therefore, ultimately and irresistibly desirable. Second, she dressed very modestly and conventionally  which made the occasional glimpse of VPL or lacy slip hem, less frequent glimpse of stocking tops, or most preciously rare flash of panties, an instant source of arousal and constant source of stimulus for my sexual fantasies. Last but not least, she was verboten. I mean, we’re talking about incest here!

To my everlasting joy, despite all the hurdles, Doreen eventually ceased to be a GILF and became a GIFF (Granny I frequently fuck)!

The first time we made love was when I was 41 and she was 66. It started with seemingly innocent mother-in-law, son-in-law signs of affection  kissing hello and goodbye, and that sort of thing. It wasn’t long before she became conscious of my increasingly aroused state on these occasions and I became aware that she was responding with kisses that lingered a second longer than necessary. In fact, our very first overtly sexual encounter was a bit of a clumsy affair. Without going into why, we were in her spare bedroom and I had her tits out and her skirt up while we kissed passionately on the bed. She had my cock in her hand and stroked me to a gushing climax. I shot my goo all over the tight white gusset of her panty-girdle. We were both a bit embarrassed by what happened  worried about what would happen if our respective partners found out  but it was clear that neither of us had any regret.

It was our third encounter that was the crucial point of no return. We planned to have a couple of hours together without any possibility of being disturbed. We had no reason to hurry. We took our time to undress each other a bit like a game of strip-poker without the cards! As I indulged myself by licking and sucking the nipples of her tits, she manually manipulated my cock into the longest, thickest, hardest implement it could be.

There was time to appreciate her with every sense the feel of her body through her nylon slip and panties, the sound of her heart beating excitedly (or was that mine?), her perfume, the sight of her exposed body. And the taste of her  Oh My Gosh!  The taste of her as I explored, with my tongue, the essence of her femininity her cunt slit. My tongue probed that chasm of delight. When I hit her direct on target  when I managed to get her clit into a similar state to my cock  she began to ooze juices copiously. This was the closest I’ve ever been to drinking from the fountain of eternal youth!

We were now both beyond any illusion what would happen next. We knew we were going to fuck. Believe it or not, I was almost reluctant to remove my tongue from her cunt and replace it with my cock. I know that sounds weird, but I’m just telling it like it is (was). And then there we were locked together in the most intimate way. My cock was deep, deep inside her. Only by detaching my balls would I have been able to get further inside her!

Again, there was no rush. We kissed constantly while I moved in and out of her, and she responded with a synchronous rhythm of her hips. In out!  in out!It was a full ten glorious minutes (at the very least) before it felt like the tip of my cock was on fire and I knew I couldn’t hold on much longer. I said, Mum, I can’t hold on much more. I’m going to cum soon. She replied, Yes, me too. Wait for me if you can.

A minute later and I panted, I’m going to cum, Mum! I can’t hold it back!  Yes! Yes! Fill me with your sperm! Do it now!
I felt her cunt muscles begin to spasm around my cock. She was cumming and the pressure in my balls reached critical. The first great spurt of my cum into her womb felt like it had blown the top of my dick away. It was so intense, it was almost painful! Her love-tunnel continued to convulse as I pumped my second, third and fourth string of spunk as far inside her as I could manage. I’ve often wondered just how much spunk I put inside her that day. I seemed to cum again and again. It wasn’t until a good five minutes later that my dick drooped to the state where it slipped out of her cunt with a quiet shlopp and we both rolled onto our backs, exhausted.

We’ve played that game many times since that first time. Even now that Doreen’s in her 80s, she continues easily to get me hard. Her cunt has become even more plump and her slit even more deep and inviting. Her juices, while less copious, are still like nectar. I am so grateful that I have enjoyed my mother-in-laws transition from GILF to GIFF.

I recently discovered my wife has been having sex without me, but I am not upset, I find it to be a turn on. She has no idea I know and I am going to keep it that way. I found out she has been getting it on with two of her girlfriends and it is exciting. I set up a monitoring system in my family room and have the three of them on tape twice. Now they don’t always come to my house, unfortunately. The first time they watched some porn and then used toys and had many orgasms, with some great moaning. The second time they used toys on each other, vibes on their clits, laying on their sides, they were doing each others clits and pussies, but then they answered the door and this big black dude walks into the frame! He fucked all 3 of them including my wife and she seemed to enjoy the hell out of it. When I watched that I also most came right there my heart was pounding so fast! Now, I have asked my wife if she would like to have sex with another woman and she says, ugh, gross, not interested, etc. Same thing about black men. I’m not sure how to proceed now since I am turned on enough to keep letting her do this but also want to kind of share it.

It used to be that no gal would ever want to be called a “cougar.” A Canadian slang word, it was originally a derogatory term for older women at bars who would go home at the end of the night with any “leftovers.”

So what makes the cougar such a fascinating creature now?

While the term “cougar” is occasionally used for women in their 30s dating men at least eight to 10 years their junior, it typically refers to women over 40 who are:

— Very attractive and in super shape;

— Into working out and staying fit;

— Well-educated and cosmopolitan;

— Confident and empowered, especially when it comes to their sexuality.

In the old days, cougars were known to travel in packs. But these days, they’re venturing far beyond their cougar dens, and quite often solo. They can be found “preying” at the same places younger women do — health clubs, concerts, sports stores, sporting events, bars, grocery stores, home improvement stores. … And they can be anybody.

According to Ilona Paris, author of “Hot Cougar Sex,” there are four major types of cougars:

Power Cougars — Often sporting a power suit, this highly educated woman needs to be discreet about her trysts, given that she’s often “busting balls” in the boardroom or hanging with the big guys.

Intellectual Cougars — This bright lady is the sort you’ll find reading in a bookstore café, dabbling in philosophical debates or looking to shape society via the media.

Unexpected Cougars — This quiet and demure woman is the sort you’d never expect to seduce someone too young to remember when Madonna was ‘like a virgin.’

Divorcée Cougar — Having just gotten out of a marriage that lasted into the double digits, this woman is rearing to go and wants zero attachment.

I’ve also heard of cougars who are of “puma” status. These over-40 women are the Bond girls of cougars: breathtaking beautiful, with sexy foreign accents, wardrobes to die for, and ultra chic.

Yet whether puma or cougar, she seems to have it all, and she knows it. She’s not after attachment. In fact, she quite embraces her status as a single woman. She’s not after money. After all, she’s independent and financially stable.

So what could she possibly want in a younger man? Her hunt is about feeling good, ageless and desirable. She prefers the younger man’s energy, especially that it’s not weighed down by baggage. She’s looking for fun. And best yet, she has no qualms about turning eye candy into arm candy.

She doesn’t care what others think — and neither do what’s come to be known as “cougar hunters.”

These men love that she’s sexy, in control and secure with herself. They’re drawn to her confidence, sexual experience, and sex appeal. They are aroused by the fact that she’s less inhibited and more sexually mature than women their own age. She knows what she wants and likes in bed, and she’s not afraid to show him.

It’s hard to gauge if cougars are a trend or if they’re here to stay. Some people feel that society has made great strides in finally overcoming a dating double standard. Hugh Hefner has flaunted his Playboy bunnies for decades; now she can now have her boy toys, too.

Sexy or not, the cougar’s purr has become a roar. Entire industries are catering to this feline’s every need, as well as those of her admirers. There are dating Web sites, personals, porn sites, upcoming TV shows … even Real Cougar Woman Radio — all turning her den into a dynasty.

Flip through any celebrity magazine, and you’ll notice that it’s the over-40 crowd owning the pages. Walk down any street, and you’ll see cougars turning heads. If you’re brave enough to play with this cat, know that she adores having her ego stroked. And know that she’ll bite if you ask about her beauty secrets — or her age.