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We'd been married for 26 years. My husband has always called me his dumpling. I'm a little pudgy with big, floppy breasts. Sometime we go to the country bar to listen to the band and maybe dance a bit. He loves it when I go braless.. A couple of days back we went to listen. I was getting a little tipsy, but he was fall-down drunk by 10:00. I didn't want to go home just yet, but he was no good for anything except to sit there and fall asleep.

I got up and stumbled to the bathroom. When I came back out I headed to our table. About halfway across the floor a rather tall, good looking man stopped me and asked me to dance. I was just drunk enough to say yes. We sort of did the two step, and when the song was over he hugged me and asked if I wanted to do another song. I said yes, and this song was slow so he pulled me closer to him. I laid my head on his shoulder and he gently rubbed my back. It felt really good, and when the song was over I just stayed there against him.

The next song came on and we stayed right where we were. About halfway through the song I felt us moving toward the back of the bar. My eyes were closed as he walked us to the wall. I looked up and he kissed me. I had never done this before, but it was oddly exciting. He turned us so my back was to the wall. He kissed me again. It was dark enough that nobody could see us very well. Most of the people were drunk anyway. He turned me a little sideways and as we were kissing I felt his hand on my tit. His palm rubbed around on my nipple and I felt it get hard. "Oh, yeah. You like that, don't you?" he said as we broke the kiss. I nodded a little and he squeezed a little bit. We kissed again as his hand unbuttoned the middle two buttons on my blouse and his hand found my bare tit.

"Let's go for a walk," he said. I glanced over to my nearly unconscious husband. "Fuck him," I thought. It was just a walk. He walked us outside and around back by the garbage bins. He backed me up against the wall. He reached down and undid the rest of the buttons on my blouse. His hands found both tits and he caressed and rubbed them. I just put my hands down to my sides and let him. Then he did the unexpected. One hand dropped down to my pants. He squatted just a little and I felt his hand rub up and down on my pussy. I could feel myself getting wet. I moaned a little and he said, "You like sucking cock?" "I don't know," I said. "Jim says It's nasty."

He chuckled and gently pushed me down. I let him guide me to my knees. He pulled down his zipper and pulled his cock out. We were between two garbage bins and nobody was around. I looked at his cock and thought I really wanted to suck it. I leaned forward and put my mouth around it and started to suck him. "Oh, honey. Your mouth is like fucking magic." He got hard quickly, and I could tell it was much bigger than Jim's. I took as much as I could, and it only took another three minutes and it happened. He started to cum. I didn't want to miss this opportunity, so I kept my mouth on his cock and tried to swallow as much as I could. Some dribbled out of my mouth and on my tits and blouse. "Oh, fuck, honey," was all he could say as he fucked my mouth until he was totally spent.

I stood up and buttoned myself back up. There was cum running down my blouse, but I really didn't care at that point. "Baby, that was fucking great," he said as we walked back in. He said, "I gotta go, but I'll be back next Friday." With that he left. I had no idea who he was, or even his first name, but I knew I liked that cock. I managed to get Jim home and into bed. My blouse landed in the washer. I washed my tits off and crawled into bed naked. My panties were soaked and found the washer as well.

I was still kind of horny when I crawled into bed, so I pulled the covers down and pulled his cock out through the slit in his boxers. I gently put his cock in my mouth and sucked him like never before. I even managed to make him cum and swallowed it all. His cock was small enough to get it all in my mouth, but I still wanted a big one to suck on. Whether or not he wants to join me next Friday I'm going back. My pussy gets wet every time I think about it, and I can't wait.

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