Amy & Darleen

by Pablo Diablo

©Copyright 2019 by Pablo Diablo

Introduction by ahorsewithnoname: A number of years ago, a writer by the name of Pablo Diablo appeared at a website that I run. I noted the name and initially thought, hmmm, Pablo the Devil, wonder if he might be trouble. Turned out, far, far from the truth. Paul, PD’s first name, was a gentle soul. We ended up having many conversations, some about writing, some about illness, but by a large margin, the most we had were about baseball. Paul and I were both very passionate about the New York Yankees. He was very fortunate to live near the spring training complex for the Yankees. He’d tell me of his visits, the players he’d meet and watch, and yes, I was jelly (jealous). During the season, though, that was when our discussions heated up. We both had our stories, our managerial ideas, and high aspirations for the team. Paul was ill, his wife too, both with cancer, and a number of years ago, Paul no longer came to the website. Patiently, we waited, me, his fans, hoping that he didn’t get hit with COVID to exacerbate things. To date, no one has heard from him for years. As per our terms, I’m publishing this to honor Paul, his love and support of the website and friends there, and I hope he is smiling down upon us.

Chapter 1

It started a couple of years after my divorce. At first, I was not interested in dating as the divorce got nasty fairly quick. We were high school sweethearts who ended up getting married rather young.

I grew up in a religious family and my wife didn’t. However, since I was working close to 80 hours a week for nearly 2 years, it led to the demise of our marriage. My grandparents were married over 60 years. Getting divorced really broke my heart and took its emotional toll.

However, that is when life for me changed beyond my wildest fantasy. At nearly 40, I started seeing a much younger lady who had a thing for older guys. We were introduced at a Halloween party by a mutual friend.

Amy was younger than me by nearly 15 years. She was slender and worked out several days a week. She was sought after by most of the guys who worked with her (and a few bisexual women). Amy was just over 5’ tall and weighed in at a whopping 110 lbs. She had pale skin and jet-black hair that ran all the way down to her belt line. What initially interested me was the outgoing bartender-like attitude. She wasn’t afraid to talk about anything (although she did ask me to stay away from religion, which, of course, I did). She had a beautiful smile. It lit up her entire face.

At the party, I poured myself a drink and asked her what I could pour for her. I was thankful she asked for something easy, rum and coke. I tried on one of my stupid lines, “what, you don’t want a shot of tequila to go along with that?” She smiled that wonderful smile and told me “no, not yet”. I’m pretty sure my mouth hung open for a moment or two before I poured the two drinks. I offered to carry her drink over to wherever she was sitting.

The music blaring and Halloween decorations posted everywhere made me feel a bit more relaxed. Amy sat on one end of the black leather couch with her hand outstretched, waiting for her drink. I sat down next to her (to fend off any potential suitors).

Amy had a very interesting outfit for the party. She wore a very tight fitting flannel shirt that was tied in a knot just under her chest. She also had the shortest pair of daisy dukes on that I have ever seen. The bottom of her ass-cheeks peeked out from under the pants. We sat and chatted for nearly an hour before our mutual friend, Darleen, plopped down on the arm of the couch right next to Amy. Darleen smiled and told us that she was very happy to see us hitting it off so well.

Amy smiled and hugged Darleen, saying, “Thank you for inviting him. He’s really cool and easy to talk to”. Darleen smiled back, giving her a wink while doing so. She got up to go mingle some more, but before leaving us, she leaned into me and reminded me that beautiful women like her don’t get lonely. I jokingly said, “Thanks, Miss Obvious,” and with that I gave her a peck on the cheek and off she went to mingle.

Darleen and I had known each other for several years, and quite frankly, she’s one of the reasons I made it through my divorce. She rallied around me and helped me keep my sanity at my lowest points.

Darleen was attractive, but she was much thicker than Amy. Darleen sported a beautiful pair of DD cup breasts and a nice, sexy ass. Darleen was not shy about her body; her lifestyle choices; nor her clothing (or lack thereof).

More than once, she would drag me out to the local watering hole and get me soused. To make sure I didn’t even try to go home, she would take my keys and just have me crash at her house. One time when I spent the night, I woke up to go pee, only to find her in the bathroom. I knocked on the door and heard “c’mon in”. I pushed open the door and there she was, just getting out of the shower completely naked and toweling off. Her beautiful breasts were glistening from the water. She made no attempt at covering herself and just shrugged saying, “what the hell?

“You act like you haven’t seen a naked woman before,” she said to me.

I guess I had always known somewhere in the back of my mind, this was a possibility, but until that night of seeing her naked I had pretty much chalked it up to just male fantasy. Without trying to be a prude, I pulled out my cock and lifted the toilet seat, and began to urinate. She teased me by saying that I was in a woman’s house and thus, the seat always goes back down. I promised her it would.

Darleen asked me to go to the kitchen and get her something to drink. She felt she would be very dehydrated and hung over in the morning if, she didn’t replenish her missing fluids. I asked her did she need any Tylenol to go along with the water. She perked up and said “absolutely”. I got her ice water in an unused red solo cup, which made me hum the Toby Keith song to myself. Then I heard, “hey what’s taking so long to get a glass of water and a couple of Tylenol?“

“Don’t worry, I’m coming.”

“Not yet, you’re not!” was her quick response.

Chapter 2

I knocked on her bedroom door, only to be chastised about knocking all the time.

She said, “Damn! Do you knock on every door you come to?”

“No, but I’m in your house, so I am trying to be polite.”

“Well, get over here with my water and pills.”

I did as I was told and she then turned me on my ear a bit.

“Hey, instead of you sleeping on my couch, why don’t you sleep in here with me?”

“Um, ok.”

“Well, let me warn you that I like to sleep in the nude. Hope that doesn’t offend you.”

“Nope, absolutely not. Not much more beautiful in this world than a naked woman.”

“Good, now get naked and join me in bed here.”

I stripped off my clothes, shoes, socks and got down to my birthday suit. She smiled at me saying, ”Now, that’s what I was waiting to see again”. Clearly, my cock gave away my thoughts. It was rock hard and had a small drop of pre-cum on the tip of the head.

Darleen reached down and began to stroke my cock. “When was the last time you got a blowjob”?

“Um, I’m not sure.”

“Well, lay back, that is my specialty. I love the taste of a man’s cum in my mouth.”

With that, I did what I was told. Darleen parted her lips and began licking and stroking my cock. I knew it had been quite a while since I had gotten my last blowjob, so I was delighted to be on the receiving end of this one.

However, manners in my head reminded me that I need to return the favor. I reached down her body to feel her soft ass. I ran a finger up and down the crack of her ass, but being careful not to just insert my finger into her rectum until she said it was ok. I knew from past experiences that this area of a woman’s body can be amazing or a mine field depending on the woman.

Darleen was right. Her talents giving a BJ were amazing and I could feel my balls start to harden up. I knew now that it wouldn’t be too much longer before I would pop. I again asked her if it was okay to cum in her mouth, even though she had already joked about it. As I felt the orgasm building, I told her that I was about to cum. Then she grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper into her wanton mouth. Within moments of saying that, I shot several times into her wet, saliva filled mouth. She gobbled it all up and licked her lips as she was cleaning off my cock.

“Wow Darleen, THAT was incredible. Now it’s your turn, so lay back and let me do what I do to you.”

She smiled and put her head on her pillow and parted her freshly shaved legs to reveal her clean-shaven pussy. I started by gently kissing her chest. Licking and sucking on her nipples to make sure she didn’t feel rushed. I worked my way down to her pussy, stopping for a couple of moments to gently lick her bellybutton. This apparently was an erogenous zone for her as she tensed up a bit. I continued to work my way down to her warm, moist pussy. I gently rubbed her clit with my thumb and worked my other fingers up and down her swollen lips. I dipped a finger into her and pulled it out with her womanly juices glistening on my finger. I put the finger into my mouth, taking in all of her wetness. I reinserted that finger back inside of her to re-coat the finger and put it up to her lips. Without saying a word, she licked and sucked on my finger hard enough that I was thinking that she may pull my finger out of socket if I’m not careful.

I leaned my head into her wetness to smell that wonderful aroma of her womanhood. I began with light little licks of my tongue. Suddenly, I felt both of her hands on the back of my head pulling me harder into her pussy. I got the message. She was done with the gentle licking and playing with her pussy. She wanted my tongue as deep as I could get it into her. I was more than willing to oblige. I began to lick and suck on her clit for all it was worth. I inserted first one, then two fingers into her wet pussy.

I could feel her starting to approach orgasm as she began moaning and rocking back and forth. Suddenly, she exploded into my mouth. I lapped up every drop. She tensed up again, this time splashing my face with her womanly juices. As quickly as I could, I drank in as much of her cum as I could get on my tongue.

“Fuck me, fuck me now. I’m ready to be fucked.” She directed.

No need to tell me twice. I scrambled up that my now hard cock was at the entrance to her love hole. I pushed the head into her again, gently at first, but she raked my back with her manicured nails to remind me we were having sex and not ‘making love’. I pushed deeper into her until my balls were hitting her ass with reckless abandon. We were both cumming and making wonderful loud noises, but we didn’t care. We were both on the edge of ecstasy.

“I’m cumming, oh my gawd, I am so wet. Make me your bitch.”

Chapter 3

“Damn, Darleen, you’ve got me rock hard again. This time, I’m going to shoot all I have deep inside you.”

With that, I shot another round of man juice deep into her. She screamed out in pleasure, again scratching my back with her fingernails. That amount of pain on my back made me cum hard again.

I had not one, not two, but three orgasms. Clearly, Darleen was an amazing creature. As we finished up, I suggested that we go shower; get cleaned up; and maybe just get some shuteye. She reluctantly agreed, and we both got up and headed to her bathroom to shower.

After the shower, I toweled her off. I spent a couple of minutes licking and sucking on her nipples, as they were surprisingly hard. As I got down to her pussy with the towel, she toyed with me, saying that I should be careful, or it would light the fire again. I smiled and just shrugged my shoulders, thinking she was just teasing me. Yet, she spun around and bent over at the waist and held her ass cheeks apart. I came up behind her and rubbed my now hard cock on her pussy.

“No, I want you in my ass. Most guys don’t know the first thing about ass sex, but I am pretty sure you do.”

“WOW, thank you Darleen. That is one of the sweetest compliments anyone has ever said to me!” I replied with a devilish grin.

So, with that, I spit on my cock to make sure we had enough lube, that I wouldn’t hurt her. She told me to just use the baby oil on the windowsill of the shower. Again, doing what I was told, I coated my now rock-hard cock and her tight little asshole with the baby oil. At first, I slipped in one finger, then two, and finally three, into her bung hole. She was moaning loudly and thrashing around so much that holding on to her was very difficult.

“Stop playing with me and put that cock into me NOW!”

“You got it, my dear.”

I stepped up behind her and put my cock into her ass. I started slowly, only to have her push her ass hard against my groin to get me as deep into her as possible. We fucked hard and fast for several minutes until I felt her tense up and I felt more wetness hit my shins. Her wetness hitting my legs made me begin to tense up for another orgasm.

“I’m cumming,” I said rather loudly. We paused to catch our breath.

“Damn, that was great! Let’s clean up and see if we can get a couple of hours of shut eye.”

“That sounds wonderful.” I replied.

I stood her up, spun her back around, putting her back against the shower walls. I kissed her long and hard with our tongues intertwining furiously.

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