After The Divorce

Author: OH Henry
Category: BBW Sex Stories
Published: Sep 28, 2016
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Over everything, she wore a white, sheer white floor-length gown tied at the waist. I was speechless. I was so excited I could not stand it.


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I had been married for 18 years to the coldest woman on the face of the earth. I finally gave up in the spring of 1999. She went to France to see her family for a month and during that time I packed up and moved out. I moved to North Carolina to the beach. I went to work for one of my clients who sold real estate. I settled in to a modest home a few blocks from the beach and thought I had the last job I would have ever have and I would retire to the little bungalow.

My attorney had told me not to date since I had left. He said I could not date until after the divorce was final just to keep things "clean" legally. I did not know anyone there so, at night, I would get on AOL and meet women. Lots of women. Ninety-eight percent of them were geographically undesirable (since I would not be too keen on a long-distance relationship). But one night I met a lovely lady named Victoria who lived in Nashville, Tennessee. I had just moved from Knoxville so finding a Tennessean was icing on the cake.

We began talking in chat rooms, then began to email quite regularly. I cannot tell you how much I looked forward to getting home in the evening to find her emails. We talked almost every night on the phone. I can tell you my phone bill was horrendous for many months. One evening she told me she was really horny and asked if I would describe to her what our first meeting would be like.

I began telling her a story and all of a sudden she climaxed violently. This really turned me on. So, needless to say, the stories became a regular ritual of our summer relationship. In mid-August my attorney said my divorce would be final during the first week in September and to be on the look out for the paper work. I called Victoria immediately and we began planning our first meeting. We were going to meet in Atlanta for the weekend. I cannot tell you how excited I was.

Victoria was a registered nurse in an ICU ward in a large hospital. She was quite shy and had a real kinky side. She would often tell me that the things I included in my stories would turn her on but she would never do most of them--a threesome, being a case in point. One afternoon on a Wednesday, I found the final divorce papers in my mailbox and I called Victoria the minute I opened them. Our weekend was sent--only 2 days and we would meet.

I made a reservation at the Ritz Carlton and I literally counted the minutes until I could hop in my car and head to Atlanta. As I write this there are so many minute details I want to include but this would be a hundred pages long. I probably want to create several chapters because we traveled a lot after that first meeting. But it is the first meeting that blew me away.

Victoria flew to Atlanta from Nashville and wanted to spend the day relaxing. I arrived around rush hour and made my way to the hotel. My heart was pounding as I walked across the lobby. I threw my key fob to the bellman and told him the room number. My heart pounded as I rode up the elevator and got out on the top floor. When I got to the door I could smell an expensive perfume. The door was slightly ajar. The deadbolt was open and resting against the doorjamb. I stepped inside. The lights were dim and there were candles lit around the living room. There was a bucket of Dom Perignon and two flutes on the coffee table. I called her name. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and there she was at the doorway. OMG.

She was wearing a white teddy laced up the front with her tits spilling out at the top. She wore white stockings with lace around the tops snapped into white garters. She wore tall strappy white sandals and white lace gloves. Over everything, she wore a white, sheer white floor-length gown tied at the waist. I was speechless. I was so excited I could not stand it.

I ran to her and grabbed her and kissed her for what seemed like thirty-minutes. I could not let go of her. We sucked the other's tongue and lips and I don't think I had ever been that turned on in my life. "I can feel your hard cock against my stomach." She whispered in my ear. I knew I had to get it together and fast. I had to compose myself. I stopped, took a deep breath and led her to the sofa and poured us each a glass of champagne.

Now, I need to tell you about Victoria. She is a big woman. She has a Reuebenesque figure. Very large tits. Tiny waist and wide hips. She's 5'11 so she's a tall woman and her legs, as they say, "go on forever." She has long red hair that is a perfect light auburn color. Her eyes are light green and she has flawless translucent skin that looks like ice cream. She has beautiful hands and long red nails.

"Let's drink to the weekend," she said as we clinked our flutes together. We sipped our champagne and talked for a while. She asked about dinner and I told her we had a reservation at nine o'clock. We were both startled with the knock on the door. "That must be my luggage." I replied. "Go let him in." I walked toward the bedroom. Her eyes went wide. I smacked her ass. "Go let him in." I walked behind the door and watched. She opened the door and stood behind it as he came in.

"Shall I put this in the bedroom?" He inquired. Then he turned toward her and his eyes almost came out of his head. He could hardly speak. "Yes" she managed to say. I stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. He put the bags down and walked back to the living room. I took my spot behind the door. She had gotten her purse and had fished out a few bills and she handed them to him when he walked toward her.

His eyes were glued to her milky white tits piled up in the cups of her teddy. He could not keep his eyes off her. I stepped into the room and startled both of them. I walked beside her and put my arm around her shoulders. "Would you like a blow job?" Total silence. Both of them were shocked completely. Finally, he managed to say yes. I put my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her downward.

She said later her heart was pounding out of her chest. I watched her hands move up to unzip his slacks. His cock was rock hard and was sticking out between his fly. She licked his cock the entire length. He moaned. I knew it wasn't going to take long. I massaged her shoulders to encourage her. I watched it disappear between her lips. I watched her move downward. He was moaning and gasping. I pushed her forward. He yelled. She grabbed his balls and squeezed them. She pulled it out and began stroking it with her hand in the white lace glove. His cum shot everywhere. It hit her cheek, it was all over her hand and she sucked him dry. She stood up and zipped his slacks back. We stood there for a few minutes and he disappeared out the door.

I put my arms around her. "You are my sub the entire weekend and you will do whatever I tell you without question." "Yes sir," she replied. I noticed she had run me a bubble bath so I undressed and slid into the tub. She had lit candles and the light flickered against the walls. She came in with two full flutes of champagne and handed me one. She put one on the marble counter and she took her gown off. She peeled down her panties then sat on the bench at the vanity. She spread her legs wide revealing the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. I had never seen one so smooth.

She took her gloves off then swiped her finger down her cheek where the bellman's cum had landed. She took it and began rubbing it on her pussy. "That little experience has really made me horny she said as she squirmed on the cushion. She found more cum on her wrist and smeared it all over her labia. "Let me share something with you." She said sternly. "Yes, I will be your sub...some of the time. But you're also going to be my sub aren't you?" I was shocked. My eyes were glued to her pussy. She had the largest clit I had ever seen in my entire life. She rubbed it with her thumb and forefinger and it grew even larger. It was as large as my thumb. "Now crawl over here and lick this cum off me." I let the words move around my mind, but I could not move. "Now!" she screamed.

I climbed out of that tub and pulled her to the floor and I licked and sucked her so hard I could not believe it. She yelled out that she was coming. I got on my knees and guided my cock toward her but she stopped me. She sat up. "We must get dressed for dinner." I helped her up; finished my bath and she went to change.

I put on the hotel robe and walked into the bedroom, my mind was spinning, my libido was moving like a locomotive. No woman had ever affected me this way. She was wearing a light green cashmere sweater and a brown suede skirt. She wore a pair of brown boots. I wanted to grab her again, but she pointed to my clothes which she had unpacked and placed on the bed. On top was a pair of red lace panties. She picked them up and dangled them on her finger. "Will you wear these for me?"

(TO BE CONTINUED).

About: The author of "After The Divorce" is OH Henry. You can print this erotic tale for your own personal pleasure, or read more naughty stories like this in our BBW Sex Stories section.



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