When I get invited to my friends cottage, things get a little extra hot near the fire ;)
The thought of sleeping with a married woman would have never crossed my mind, until I met Bridgette. To be honest, Bridgette was not the most beautiful woman I had ever seen but there was definitely something about her. She was a larger woman, with really nice full breasts, and a thick curvy body. I had always been into larger women, and she was no exception. She did have a pretty face and pretty long brown hair.
Bridgette and I would talk all the time through text messages since we had similar jobs. We both worked for a large telecommunications company in the IT department. We did not work in the same location but it was fun comparing notes with each other. We would complain about the dullness of our jobs, the long hours, and of course the pay.
In the last series of text messages she complained about her husband not fulfilling her needs in bed. She said he was barely interested in her at all, and would never try to make her happy. She complained about how her relationship was suffering, and she wished he would notice her more.
I knew she always had a crush on me, but did not really think too much into it. She had her life and I had mine. Mine was not all that exciting. I was a just divorced thirty five year old man. I was not what you would call hideous, but would not exactly cover a Billboard in my underwear, maybe one for beer?
As the years progressed we got to know each other a little bit better. One weekend, she invited me up to her cabin for the weekend. She knew how much I loved being outdoors, and I couldn’t resist the temptation of going. She mentioned her husband would be there but it did not bother me since I really did not expect her to do anything.
I packed my bags and headed out for the one hour drive from the city. The drive was uneventful, just your usual traffic and highway driving. I turned off the exit, and got to an isolated country road about fifteen minutes off the highway until I reached ‘Cabin 46’. They called it that because it was built in 1946 by Bridgette’s grandparents. The house was a tiny wooden cabin, and I was not sure how on earth I would even find a place to sleep. I knocked on the door and Bridgette answered “Hello, I’m so happy to see you!” she gave me a giant hug a squeeze. I was happy to see her, and was even happier to feel her (probably) D cup breast against my chest.
“I know it isn’t much, but let me show you around”, She took my backpack and brought me to an almost closet sized room in the back of the house. Although really small, it looked really cozy. The room was kind of like a really cozy jail cell. “Why don’t you put your stuff down and we can go to the fire?” I was much obliged, but more than anything I wasn’t able to take my eyes off Bridgette who was wearing a beautiful, almost skin tight, flower nightdress.
“It’s a beautiful place you’ve got here”. “Thank you,” Bridgette replied. “I know it isn’t much but it’s definitely a great way to get out of the city. I couldn't help noticing her husband hadn’t send a word to me or Bridgette the whole night. He sat out at the fire pit just sulking, and drinking beer.
When he went in the house to get another beer, Bridgette explained that they had been fighting about their sex lives and the poor quality of their relationship to the point where he wanted to turn around and go home. I gave her a hug, and tried to help her relax. She started sobbing on my shoulder, and I could feel her wet warm tears streaming down my shoulder. She grabbed my hand, and slid it in between her legs. She was definitely not wearing underwear because I could feel her moist pussy in between her legs. She breathed heavily in my ear, “Put a finger in my wet pussy”. I didn’t hesitate for a second. I wondered the whole time what had happened to her husband. That question was quickly answered when the cottage screen door was slammed shut, and he came out with another beer. Of course, we shifted positions and pretended nothing had happened. I could still feel her wetness on my finger.
We kept chatting, about work, life and other meaningful things. Bridgette also had two kids but they were staying with other family back in the city. The whole night, her husband kept getting more and more drunk. He did not say a word he just sat their drinking more and more until he started leaning over in his chair. Eventually, Bridgette grabbed him by the arm and nearly carried him inside.
I could hear them yelling back and forth in the house for almost twenty minutes, until they finally calmed down. Bridgette came outside with tears streaming down her face again. She sat down in the camping chair next to me and she held on to me again. This time it got even weirder. She reached into my shorts and started rubbing my underwear, I was instantly hard. I didn’t know what to make of all of this, it was just so weird. But I wanted Bridgette and she wanted me. She whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry that piece of shit finally passed out”. “Do you want to see my pond?” I wasn’t sure what she meant, maybe it was some weird sexual thing, but she grabbed her flashlight and I eagerly followed her. She grabbed my hand and led the way.
We walked down this small hill just behind her house. We lay down on the grass and looked up at the beautiful night sky. She leaned closer to me and I could feel her nearly naked body pressed against me through her soft dress. She pushed her body right on top of me and I slid both my hands under her dress to grab her beautiful large ass. She gave me the wettest most pleasant kiss, and I grabbed her ass tighter. I could feel her pussy dripping so much my shorts started to get a bit wet.
She knew that I couldn't bear it any longer! she pulled my shorts all the way down and my extremely hardened cock was just begging for action. She got off from me and knew what had to be done. She took off her dress, and I could see her voluptuous naked body in the moonlight. She went on all fours, amd begged for me. I stood in front of her and she started sucking my cock, it was the wettest sloppiest blowjob I have ever got. I could feel her saliva dripping all over my cock and balls. I couldn’t help moaning. She shoved a finger up my ass but I didn’t mind and all because all the saliva helped to lube up her finger. The blowjob got faster and faster. I pulled away, “please stop, I don’t want to cum yet!” I nearly yelled.
She smiled, she had it all figured out. She stayed on her hand and knees and faced away from me. Her beautiful ass shone in the moonlight. She spread her butt cheeks for me and I knew exactly what she needed. I had never been so erect in my life. Just fuck me already, was the look she gave me when she turned around, But first I needed to stick my tongue in her ass, I spread her cheeks apart, and licked for awhile in circles, until she pushed my away, and begged me to fuck her.
I shoved my hard cock so far into her she nearly fell over. It was painful doing her doggy on the grass but we both wanted it so bad. I shoved my cock in once, twice, harder, faster, and just kept going. She was starting to scream, so I grabbed her hair and stuck my finger in her mouth to keep her quiet.
She turned around, and pushed me off her. She grabbed my dick and started sucking on it again. It was even better than last time, because her pussy juices and saliva mixed so well. She turned around and got on all fours. This time I gently stuck my cock in her ass. I was sure she would push me off, but it was the exact opposite. “Grab my hair and shove it in deep in my ass! She demanded. I felt very obligated. I shoved my cock in her tight ass, pulled her hair back, and she moaned with pleasure.
It was time to switch positions. Bridgette demanded to be on top of me. I lay down in the grass, and she got on top of my hard cock. She slid gently up and down, while pressing her beautiful breasts against me. I couldn’t resist grabbing them, and sucking on them. The sliding got a bit faster and it felt amazing because she slapped her big body against my balls. It started to hurt a little as she went harder. I grabbed her bare ass hard as she went up and down my cock. I couldn’t take it anymore.
I grabbed her hair to the side, “I’m gonna cum” I was about to lose control. She quickly got off me. “stand up I want every last drop” she ordered. I stood up with my hard cock, and could see pre-cum dripping down. She got on her knees, and quickly shoved my cock in her mouth. She grabbed my balls and started sucking really fast. I shot my load all over her beautiful face and breasts. She sucked me completely dry. I couldn’t stand anymore, and went back on the ground. She lay next to me, and pushed her warm body against me.
I thought we were done, but she needed to cum to. She put one leg on each side of my face, and slid her wet pussy on top my tongue. I flicked my tongue back and forth as she rubbed her wet pussy on my face, I could feel her shaking all over as she shoved my head deep into her wet pussy, and that’s when I knew she came.
We would have continued but we heard a screen door slam, we knew we had just enough time to get to the fire. We quickly put our clothes on and went back to sitting around the fire. Her husband joined us, it seemed that he had calmed down; he didn’t say anything but he looked calmer.
About an hour later, we all decided it was time to go in to sleep. We all went it the house and got ready for bed. I am a very light sleeper, and about fifteen minutes later, after Bridgette thought I was asleep I could hear Bridgette having sex with her husband. She was trying not to be loud but it’s a very small cabin and you could hear everything. Finally they stopped, and It seemed like everyone had went to bed. I dozed off, only to be woken by a hand down my pants, “don’t worry he’s fast asleep”.