Last month my college roommate, Oliver, got an invitation to the wedding of a friend of his a couple of states away, and since his girlfriend was not able to get the time off from her job, he asked me if I wanted to go with him.

I said sure, even though my girl wasn’t interested in making the trip either, which meant we would both be going stag. Still, it sounded like a nice mini-vacation, and a chance to hang out with my buddy.

We got there a day early and, with time to kill, decided to hit a strip joint. This was a first for us, but the girls there were definitely a sight to behold, and knew how to work a couple of new guys like us. We ended up drinking a lot and paying for lap dances for each other — because that way, if our girlfriends asked about it, we could honestly say that we hadn’t bought ourselves any lap dances!

Those nearly naked women gyrating all over me got me all hot and bothered, and I was definitely bummed that my girl hadn’t come along, as I would have been more than eager to fuck her brains out. Instead, I went to bed with visions of hot women on my mind and a hard dick between my legs.

The wedding went well the next day, and at the reception afterwards Oliver started hitting on this older woman named Georgia. While she had a good body and a nice rack, she had to have been in her mid-30s at least. Now Oliver had always had a thing about MILFs, and he often went on about how much sexier and more stylish they were than girls our age. Personally I had never understood the appeal, but to each his own. Anyway, he was really putting the moves on this one, and she didn’t seem to be minding at all.

As it started getting late I decided to go back to the hotel room Oliver and I were sharing and go to bed. I was just starting to drift off when I heard the door of the room open, and then some feminine giggling. I looked over in the dark and saw that Oliver was back, with Georgia, his MILF, in tow. They immediately tumbled onto his bed and started making out hot and heavy.

I was shocked, considering that they had to know I was in the room. But since if I had made a scene and ended up cock-blocking Oliver, he would probably never have talked to me again, I remained motionless, pretending I was asleep.

I heard the sounds of clothing being discarded, followed by the sounds of two bodies wasting no time in becoming familiar with one another. It wasn’t long before the giggling was replaced by low moans, then the sounds of mattress springs squeaking and flesh smacking against flesh. To top that off, Georgia soon got vocal, and very descriptive about what Oliver was doing to her. It was like a play-by-play from a sports commentator, and it got me rock-hard and gave me a bad case of blue balls. And I couldn’t even take care of it myself for fear of being heard. Talk about torture!

After what felt like an eternity, but in reality was probably about 10 minutes, I heard Georgia cry out, followed by some loud grunts from Oliver, and then silence. As I lay there wondering if this would be a one-time thing or if they’d be starting up again, I heard one of them get up. The next thing I knew someone was slipping into bed with me, and judging by the soft mounds that pressed against my back, it definitely wasn’t Oliver.

Georgia purred into my ear, saying that she knew I was awake, and then proved it by reaching for my dick, wrapping her hand around it and starting to stroke it. She then whispered that it was certainly not fair that I had to listen to them having fun while getting none of my own, and that it would be criminal of her not to take care of me.

Let me tell you, I might not have been into older women before, but when a really sexy naked one is using your cock to practice wrist exercises, you reevaluate things pretty fast!

I was expecting her to just finish me off that way, but Georgia had other ideas. After a minute she stopped stroking me and threw off the bedcovers, showing off a body that looked even better out of a dress than in one. She then positioned me flat on my back and straddled me. There was no doubt that this older woman had seized total control of the situation as she guided my cock to her pussy and sank down over it, taking it in up to the hilt.

In spite of the fact that she had just had some fierce action courtesy of my roommate, her pussy didn’t feel loose at all. That snug sheath felt so fantastic as she began bouncing up and down that I didn’t even mind the fact that I was now fucking a pussy loaded up with my buddy’s sperm.

Georgia rode me eagerly, her big tits bouncing around, which especially delighted me, since my girlfriend is what you would call on the small side. And the way she rode me was as erotic as all get-out. There was definitely nothing reserved about this woman; she knew what she wanted and set out to get it. It was definitely a refreshing change from the games girls my age usually played.

Georgia climaxed at least twice before I felt the impending eruption in my own loins. When I warned her that I was about to pop, her response was to yell at me to shoot it deep, which was exactly what I did. I felt her insides clench down on me as I hosed her good. I’d have sworn that cunt was trying to milk my balls dry, the way it tightened on me, squeezing and releasing, again and again. I had never felt anything remotely like it.

Well, you’d think that after a pair of back-to-back fucks anyone would want a break, but Georgia had come to play for real. She now got on all fours and told Oliver to come over and fuck her good! The next thing I knew they were pounding away on my bed even more wildly than they had in his — although this time I wasn’t left out, as Georgia insisted on sucking me off while she was being fucked. I couldn’t believe that my roommate and I were banging the same woman at the same time. It went beyond any fantasy I’d ever had.

After we both popped, it only took us a little while to get hard again, and we switched positions, me fucking Georgia’s pussy and Oliver in her mouth. It was by far the wildest thing either of us had done. And even then it didn’t stop. It took Georgia a couple of hours of doing things I had no idea could be done, but she finally managed to exhaust both of us. I didn’t think I’d be able to get it up for a week after all the things she did to me.

Once Georgia realized that we were both truly fucked out, she leisurely got dressed, then gave us each a peck on the cheek and thanked us for a good time. She then left the room without a backward glance.

As I lay back in my bed, I realized one thing for certain: While I might not been into MILFs before, Georgia had definitely made a believer out of me!