Cougar

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Cougar

Joe E Hartley

July 2022

Readers,

A reader recommended this idea to me then immediately lost interest. She refused to even read the previews I sent to her and wanted me to start work on another of her ideas instead. This story seemed to be writing itself, so I continued with it. That reader now wants nothing more to do with me.

I hope you enjoy this story more than the one who suggested the idea.

Joeehartley

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Gail turned on the TV and settled in for another boring evening alone watching whatever was on the TV; she hoped she could find something that might engage her.

This had become her routine ever since her husband died three years ago. He had been the one who kept life exciting for her. His ideas rarely included the TV, but on occasion he had a video for the two of them to watch.

She missed the playtime they shared. She had come to the realization that he would have wanted her to move on and not waste away simply because he was no longer in her life. They had talked about this often. The disease that took him was very aggressive and four months after his diagnosis, he was gone; luckily, he experienced very little pain, but his body simply stopped working.

A year after she was left alone and had finished her mourning process, she signed up with a dating site, but no one she’d met had any interest in sex. Most of the men she’d met were old and by that she was not referring to chronological age, but mental age. They had given up and wanted someone to take care of them in their final years. She felt too young for that, regardless of the number on her driver’s license.

She gave the dating sites a fair chance, but after a year she eliminated her profile. This past year had been the worst for her, she had no more ideas. She found a movie on the TV she hadn’t seen and figured it would take her mind off of her problems. It turned out to be a movie about an older woman and her trials. Gail never paid much attention to actor’s names or even movie titles.

The woman in this movie had a lot of young men in it, but no older men. She seemed to go out to movies, or diner with them. Gail found it strange that so many young men would want to hang out with this older woman. Gail was surprised to find out that this older woman and several of these young men were lovers. She started to pay a lot more attention to the movie; how did this woman attract these young and virial men?

Gail finished watching the movie ignoring the plot and the end of the movie. She was more interested in the older woman and those young guys. She went to bed later than normal. She had been trying to develop a plan to meet young men. She needed to know where they hung out, maybe clubs, sporting events, college campuses: she was making a list of the places she might find young men. She still had to find a way to attract them.

She experienced several very pleasant dreams involving young naked men worshiping her body. She woke up highly aroused and went back to her task of thinking of places young men might be. There was another criterial problem and that was even if she found the places where the young men were, would she be out of place being there too? She needed to be around them in a casual and approved setting. She could not see herself at a motorcycle race, or even at one of the late-night clubs. She didn’t have the right clothes for either of those two venues, nor did she know how to dance like the young people do.

She figured that everyone needs to eat and she had seen young people at some of the fast-food places, but she knew her body could no longer handle that type of food. She checked out different grocery stores, but did not see any young men there. Maybe they all used take out to get their meals.

She spent all day thinking of ways to meet these young men. Maybe she could tutor college students. She had been out of school and even the work environment for too long and the knowledge she had was now outdated.

Maybe she could get a job at one of the fast-food places that young men frequent; the work there was hectic and she would have to wear a non-flattering uniform. The same could be said of any service industry, so that idea was out.

All of the sporting events were also out, due to her severe lack of knowledge and interest in sports. Besides she’d be competing with the young women who wore skimpy bikinis or less.

At the end of a long day of searching the internet for ideas and coming up frustrated each time, she went to bed. She again enjoyed many erotic dreams, and each one had a theme. She woke up in the morning trying to remember what all of her dreams had in common other than the very satisfying sex. Like most dreams, once awake the details of the dreams faded quickly.

She finally gave up trying to recreate the dreams and went about her daily activities. She had succeeded in distracting herself from the frustration of meeting young sexy men and decided to stop for lunch when it hit her like a sledge hammer. Starzbet One word was all she had, but it was enough and as that word bounced around her brain, she saw the answer. That word was take-out. The young men needed jobs too and they were the delivery men when someone ordered take-out. She didn’t have to serve the fast food; she could have it delivered to her by a sexy young man.

It was settled she’d order take out and could dress any way she wanted. She would be at home and could be wearing very little or, dare she even think it, nothing at all. She went back to her closet and pulled out some of the lingerie she had; she hadn’t worn any of it for a long time. She suddenly had a fear that her old memories of times with her late husband might ruin the moment with a strange man if she wore any of this.

She could go out and buy more, but then she though that the man might think she scripted this and she wanted it to appear to be a casual and accidental exposure. She wrapped a towel around her and practiced letting it slip in front of the mirror many times. Her mind filled in the details of her imaginary encounter with a young man when her towel hit the floor.

It was still early enough for her to find a take-out place that delivered and order something. She didn’t have to eat it since it wasn’t about the food, but the package that brought it. She turned on her computer and searched for take-out near her. She had never done this before and was surprised when she was instructed to identify the type of food she wanted. The only thing she could think of was pizza. Young men ate a lot of pizza, didn’t they?

She found one and looked at the menu. She found an antipasto salad and thought that might be something she would actually eat. She made the call at 5 PM and was told it would be there within forty-five minutes and that there was a five-dollar delivery charge. She agreed to all of this and removed all of her clothes. She debated about stepping into the shower to appear wet when he came to the door, but decided against it.

She again grabbed her towel to practice the art of dropping it in front of a strange young man. She had to admit that she was getting pretty good at dropping the towel so that it didn’t seem to be planned.

Her doorbell rang and she stopped herself from running to the door. The person on the phone had already told her the price and she had her money waiting by the front door. She planned on being naked when she handed him the money.

She opened the door and saw a twenty something, tall, and thin man standing before her holding a red bag, she could only assume held her order.

He opened the bag and handed her the salad she ordered. She reached for it and just as she rehearsed, her towel hit the floor.

“I’m so sorry,” she said to the man staring at her. She made no attempt to pick up her towel. She was holding onto her salad and had no free hands.

“That’s quite alright,” the young man said.

“I didn’t want to gross you out by exposing an old ladies’ body to you,” Gail said as she turned to set down the salad and get his money. She knew he’d have a good view of her naked ass in this position.

She turned back to face him still very much naked and handed him the cash when he said, “Actually, you have a very nice body, if you don’t mind me saying.”

“What a nice thing to say, but I’m sure you’ve seen much better-looking bodies than mine,” Gail replied still making no effort to pick up her towel.

“Actually, no. The girls my age are more into teasing. You are the first totally naked woman I’ve seen in a long while and I am really enjoying the view,” he said.

“I’m glad you like the way my body looks. Do you have other deliveries to make or do you have time for a special tip from an old naked lady?” she asked with a wink. She knew she was being far bolder than she should, but her goal was to convince the young men she met that she was available.

“You are my only delivery, so I do have a bit of time before I have to get back,” he shared thinking himself very lucky.

Gail brought him into her house, closed the door, and started to remove his pants.

The man’s cock sprung to attention and Gail gave him a quick lick. She remembered that young men tended to shoot off early, so she got up, turned around so she could lean against the counter and present her ass to him.

He entered her without any further foreplay. Luckily Gail have been primed all day for this and came almost as soon as he did. He withdrew and pulled up his pants.

“I do have to get back to the store or I’ll get fired. I hope to deliver for you again soon,” he said as he rushed out the door.

Gail was satisfied. He hadn’t even left his name, but she was okay with that. She now knew what she had to do to get some young cock. She wondered if she would see him again, or better yet, if he would tell his friends about the older woman who was an easy lay.

Gail ate her salad and found it surprisingly good. Starzbet Giriş It was not as healthy as she preferred, but it wasn’t as bad as a pizza would have been. She went to bed very contented.

The next day Gail awoke alert and happy. She even started to sing as she went through her morning routine. She thought she might call for takeout again tonight. She really enjoyed displaying her body for the young man, who seemed to enjoy seeing her as much as she enjoyed showing him. She’d have to either learn to accept the slam-bang type of sex or find someone she could train. She really didn’t want to get one of these young pups attached to her. Other than the sex, she could not think of a thing she would enjoy doing with a twenty-year-old.

If she could have a bit more time with one, or more, of them, she might experience what she’d heard of them–that they could go all night long. That might be too much for her, but she was willing to try.

She went through her day thinking of what lay ahead of her this evening and that thought kept her in a very good mood even if the sex would only last less than a minute. She knew how to get herself aroused and by the time she would see the naked body of a young stud, she’d be ready to cum.

Gail again considered wearing the lingerie she had. She had fond memories of the adventures she experienced while wearing some of it. She then realized that the young men had little control and no finesse what so ever. The towel worked wonders the night before and she had promised herself not to tease the young men; they had plenty of girls their own age for that. She was after sex.

Based on what happened last night, she knew there would be no foreplay, so she planned on getting herself aroused before the delivery arrived. It was just after lunch when she stripped off her clothes and allowed her fantasies free reign. She again practiced dropping the towel and posed in front of her bedroom mirror showing off her breasts and her butt.

As her fantasy unfolded in her mind she started to play with her breasts and before long her fingers explored her wet core. She again wrapped the towel around her naked body and continued her household chores. It was still too early to call with her takeout order.

She enjoyed being dressed only in a towel and as she moved about her house, she allowed it to fall often. It was becoming second nature to her to have her towel slip from her body as if by accident. Her mind kept her entertained with multiple scenarios of her naked with sexy young men.

At 5 PM she called the take-out place she used yesterday and placed her order. She had forty-five minutes before the games could begin, so she used that time to masturbate again. She was highly aroused when the doorbell rang. She positioned her towel and went to the door. She again had the money ready on the small table nearby.

She opened the door and was both disappointed and thrilled that the delivery man was not the same man as yesterday.

“Hello Gail,” the man said. “I’m Ryan, Dave told me to take plenty of time with your delivery. You are my last delivery so I have some time before I need to get back.”

It appeared that the delivery man from yesterday, Dave, had told his friend about her, and he was looking forward to serving her. She saw no reason to play the game and immediately dropped her towel.

“So, what all did he tell you?” She asked.

“Dave said, that you are a very attractive older woman who is not a tease and likes sex,” the smiling delivery man said.

“Well, I’m glad he told you that. Come on in. I know you don’t have unlimited time. Your name is Ryan, right? How old are you, Ryan?” Gail asked.

“I’m 19 and Dave is my roommate, he’s 19 too.” Ryan said.

“Great,” Gail dropped to her knees and opened Ryan’s jeans. His erect cock almost hit her in the face. She took in into her mouth knowing that he was primed to blow within minutes. That was okay, because she desperately wanted his cock inside of her.

She got up and positioned herself on the couch with her legs spread. Ryan mounted her and within a couple of minutes had emptied his load into her. She came almost as soon as he had entered her.

He pulled out, “I’d love to stay longer. I can go again in just a few minutes, but I do need to get back, or they’ll dock my pay,” Ryan said as he pulled back on his pants.

“When is your next day off?” Gail asked.

“Dave and I both have a day off tomorrow,” he answered.

“Great, can you both come on over her tomorrow afternoon, around 2? We can all have some fun and take our time,” Gail offered

“We can do that. By the way, here is your salad,” he answered.

Gail gave him his money and watched as he left. She was looking forward to tomorrow afternoon, with two, hot, 19-year-old guys.

She did not believe her luck in finding two hot guys so soon who were both eager to get naked with her. They were both inexperience with women and that may be why they were both available. Starzbet Güncel Giriş She knew what she, and most women, desired; she thought it would be easy to train these two to take their time and to touch a woman in ways to get her aroused. The trick would be to convince them that it would be worth their effort to not just get off as soon as they could.

She thought of searching the web for ideas, after all, she’d heard that most people use the web to search sexual topics, mostly porn. She found a wealth of material on how to make your man a better lover, but nothing geared to her question about an older woman training a younger man. She revised her search and discovered a new term. She discovered that there were a lot of older women seeking younger men and those women were called cougars. She was a cougar. She rolled the term over her tongue several times and found she liked it; it implied power and control.

She read several sites and thought about how she was going to handle tomorrow afternoon with the boys. She was slowly accepting the fact that it was she who was in control of whatever happened and not just a horny old lady grateful to whatever dick she could get. She’d need to make it clear that these two guys would get to fuck her, and often, but under her direction.

She needed to slow them down a bit, but she knew that if she made them seduce her, they would lose interest. She did a quick calculation and determined that, based on her past experience with each of them, they could last five minutes on the arousal phase and one minute on the actual sex. She thought that instead of being dressed only in a towel to be dropped quickly, she would greet them fully dressed and give them each a hug when they arrived, allowing their hands, free reign. She’d make sure to do a slow strip, allowing each young man to caress her as much as they wanted. This would slow down the arousal phase. She wanted it to last ten to fifteen minutes this first time. She would work on increasing it later.

She didn’t know how many times young men could have sex in a single afternoon, or how long it would take them to recover. Again, the internet had the answer and she was amazed. Her young studs could recover, on average, after fifteen minutes. She would be sore the next day, but would look forward to that little reminder.

Gail woke up the next morning with a plan. She had done a lot of internet research last night and had an understanding of the sexual workings of young men. She knew they would be driven by a visual display, so she dressed accordingly, but not like a twenty-year-old girl, but she did provide a hint here and there, and planned on having her clothes removed soon after they arrived.

Dave and Ryan arrived together promptly at 2 PM. Gail saw that they were disappointed that she was not only wearing a towel. The boys were dressed alike and like most young men she’d seen over the last few days, in baggy shorts, a Tee-shirt, and flip-flops. Gail wore a simple button up blouse. The blouse was not see-through, but anyone looking could tell that her nipples were hard. She also wore a pair of shorts.

She welcomed her guest into her house and started her prepared speech.

“I know you are here expecting sex with me, and you will not be disappointed. I want sex as much as you do, but we have time now, so I don’t want to rush like we did before. Besides most women need more time to get into the mood than men do. How about we start out with a hug?” She offered.

Both of the boys stared at her as if her words made no sense. Slowly they processed the words and understood that they might have to work a bit for the sex. They both nodded.

Gail approached Dave and wrapped her arms around him. She felt him stiffen as if he were hugging his grandmother.

Gail pulled back slightly, allowing him a view down her blouse “You can hug me back, I’m not going to bite, unless you want me to,” She unbuttoned the top button of her blouse and added, “Does that help?”

Dave’s eyes lit up and he approached the older woman. His hands now groped her, as was her plan. She ended the hug and pivoted to see Ryan with his mouth open. “Your turn,” she said and soon had a second pair of hands on her breasts.

Gail pulled away and led the boys to her kitchen table. She poured them each a glass of wine, “I believe that you normally drink beer, but this is wine and very different. First off, it’s not as cheap as beer and secondly it taste better if you sip it slowly, like a woman. If you try to rush and guzzle it, it will, like a woman, knock you on your ass.” Gail then demonstrated, by taking a sip of her wine.

The boys followed her lead. She nodded her approval and unbuttoned another button on her blouse “Women do like to be touched, but may be slow to encourage you to grope her. Try casually touching any exposed skin, like the arm, cheek, and neck. Avoid the breasts until she seems ready.” Gail instructed.

She got up and walked over to Dave, who was apparently paying attention and stroked her arm. Gail sighed and bent down to kiss his cheek. He took that advance to mean he could slip his hand inside her blouse. She did not stop him, since she considered that progress on his part, besides she was ready to have her breasts fondled.

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