wendy k

Wendy K

Wendy K worked as a guidance counselor at the local college. This meant lots of interactions with horny, young people. Some of these interactions had developed into sexual encounters. She was in her early 50s, with brown eyes and short auburn hair. She stood at 5’6”, worked out regularly and remained fit (34c-29-35, 129 lbs.). She was more than capable of still attracting the attention of many of the male students.

Wendy’s marriage was less than fulfilling. Her husband took more interest in his business, his clients and his golf game than in her. He assumed that after so many years she was more than content with her job and her hobbies (whatever they were). He couldn’t have been more wrong.

“Miss K” (what some of the students called her) had created a separate world for herself that her husband was oblivious to. At home, she was the stereotypical plain, dutiful and boring married, white wife. But while he was at client dinners, away at a conferences or on one of his numerous golf weekends, Wendy K would “kick things up a notch”.

Ever since her regular encounters with some of the young men she counseled at the school, Wendy K had taken more of an interest in her own needs. She maintained her appearance and secretly indulged her desires wherever and whenever she could. She developed her sexual techniques (especially her oral skills) and even kept a hidden stash of sex toys and devices.

One of her most memorable encounters took place during an internship conference for the students. Wendy K went along as a chaperone when she found out which students had signed on. One of the young men, Lance, had shared more than a few wonderful encounters with her. There were two other young men in the group, DeVonte and Ellis, which she’d had her eye on for a few months, but had been unable to spend time with.

There were 20 students in all attending the conference, only 7 of them were male. While in the ladies room that afternoon, she overheard a conversation between two black coeds about a “special party” they were having in their hotel room. She also heard them mention the names of her intended targets. Along with Lance, both were student athletes.

Wendy K had just found the opportunity she was looking for. She cornered the two young ladies later that afternoon and got herself “invited” to their party. For the most part, they didn’t mind and were intrigued that “Miss K” wanted to party with them.

Around 7:00 that evening, one of the young ladies came to her room. Her name was Melody and she was also a student athlete. She played on the volley ball team, was tall, light complexioned and had a slightly muscular build. She led Wendy K down the hall to her room and explained what they had planned.

Four members of the men’s basketball team, which included Lance, DeVonte, Ellis and one other teammate, were the only males attending. There would be four women (now five) in attendance. The whole purpose of the party was to repay a “lost bet”.

They entered the room which was dimly lit – only the women were there. Wendy K knew each of them – Keisha was the other black girl she had approached earlier with Melody, the other two, Jillian and Tram, were Asian. There was music playing, and (of course) beer and wine. Wendy K was given a glass of wine and she joined in the conversation. Melody, who seemed to be the “live-wire”, soon announced she would go to the next room to bring in their special guests. She went through the adjoining door to the next hotel room and a short time later returned with the four young men – each of them was wearing only a blind fold and briefs or shorts (and nothing else). The ladies “ooohed” and applauded the fine muscular and well-endowed specimens that were brought before them.

Melody further explained the plan to everyone in the room. Each of the women would alternate giving each of the men a blowjob, while the goal for the men was to correctly guess who was sucking him. There was no prize – just an interesting way to start a sex party.

Melody pulled Wendy K aside and explained to her that participation was her option.

“Do I get to choose first?” was Wendy K’s reply.

Melody smiled and nodded. She knew that “Miss K” would be the wild-card, since none of the men was aware of her being there.

Wendy K looked over each of the young men as she made her decision. Lance and the young man she didn’t know were white, DeVonte and Ellis were black. Lance was already hard, she knew his cock quite well. She would save him for later.

She knelt in front of Ellis and pulled down his shorts. His cock was not the longest, but definitely the thickest of the group. Her hand barely fit around his girth and she had to open even wider than usual to take him into her mouth. Both of them were soon very happy with her efforts.

The other young ladies were pleasantly surprised with her enthusiasm and a little jealous of her skills. As Melody, Tram and Jillian knelt to service the remaining men, each took a quick glance at “Miss K’s” technique.

The slurping and moaning almost drowned out the music. Keisha kept time using her Smartphone. Every 2 minutes she called out “Time!”, and each of the ladies stopped what she was doing. The men were given the opportunity to guess and scores were kept for the correct answers. Each lady then switched to a new partner. The men assumed that Keisha was a participant.

After each lady had been with each guy, Keisha read out the scores – only Lance had more than one correct guess.

 “No fucking way!” Lance couldn’t believe he didn’t have a perfect score. He was the only man in the room who had actually been with all 4 of the young women.

Melody then told the guys to remove their blindfolds. The ladies all broke into laughter at their expressions when they saw Miss K.

“I thought I recognized that mouth! But I just didn’t want to believe it.” Lance said.

Wendy K proudly took a bow as everyone applauded.

“So does this mean we can get down to some fucking, now?” DeVonte asked, stroking his dark, 10” manhood.

Without uttering a word, Wendy K began removing her clothes – the other young ladies followed her lead, and soon there was a pile of skirts, pants, blouses, bras and panties on the floor to be sorted later. She immediately moved in on Ellis, pushed him into a chair and straddled him. She took several quick deep breathes before lowering herself onto the thickest cock she’d ever had.

Behind them the rest of the party became a tangle of legs, arms, tits, cocks and active mouths, tongues and fingers.

Ellis placed his hands under her thighs and ass, rhythmically raising and lowering her on his thick member. Wendy K’s expression was a mix of strain and pleasure as she tried to get accustomed to his size, which only turned him on even more.

Still inside her wet pussy, Ellis lifted her and stood, fucking her as he strolled about the room. He carried her around as if she weighed nothing. Wendy K’s breathe quickened – without much effort this kid was giving her a serious working over. She loved it!

Finally he plopped her down onto the only free patch of space on the king-sized bed. Still standing, Ellis slowed his pace, while pinching her nipples between his thick fingers.

Wendy K received a surprise when an unannounced white cock popped into view. It belonged to the other student whose name she still didn’t know. She took it into her hand, stroking it firmly before guiding it to her mouth.

Ellis smiled and “hi-fived” his teammate.

Lance and Keisha were on the loveseat, where the young man blissfully slam-fucked the dark-complexioned, plump girl from behind. Keisha had already cum once and was on the verge of a second orgasm.

DeVonte was receiving a double-blowjob from Melody and Tram, but kept his eye on Wendy K. He’d heard things about her from Lance and thought about hooking-up with her several times since they’d met, but the opportunity never presented itself and he’d been unsure of how to approach her. He would not miss his chance now.

“Yo, El…” he called out to Ellis, “You gonna share with your boy?”

Ellis smiled at his teammate and motioned for him to come over and the two traded places.

Wendy K’s attention was so focused on sucking the un-named student, that she was caught off guard when DeVonte’s cock entered her. She moaned deeply when his 10” rod bottomed out and her muscles tightened around him.

He turned her over onto her hands and knees and pulled her arms behind her back. His teammate held her head firmly on his cock and the two of them masterfully “split-roasted” her. None of the guys held back with Wendy K – they fucked her hard and she fucked them back.

Five minutes later, the un-named student emptied his load into Wendy K’s mouth and she swallowed as much as she could. He withdrew his cock and was soon replaced by Lance, who had just proudly fucked Keisha into submission.

Wendy K might have already cum at least 3 or 4 times, she’d lost count and didn’t really care. She was determined not to stop until they did.

On the floor next to the bed, Melody was riding Ellis’s cock, while Tram rode his face.

DeVonte continued to fuck Wendy K with everything he had. He soon felt a tightening sensation in his balls and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He took deep breathes and buried his cock as deeply as he could as he pumped several streams of jizz into her.

Wendy K had just been fucked by a thick-one and then a deep-one. She welcomed the sense of relief as he withdrew. Lance also pulled back and they all took a “breather”.

It was after midnight, and everyone seemed to be satisfied or near to it – after almost 5 hours of sucking and fucking, the party was winding down. Wendy K took the opportunity to gather her clothes (she never found her panties) and make her way back to her room.

Around 1:00AM there was a soft knock at her door. Wendy K was pleasantly surprised to see Lance wearing only his shorts and a big grin. Without a word she let him in.

“I wasn’t quite finished.” He said.

They fucked for at least another hour before finally going to sleep.