Oscar and Dangerous Latin Cougars - Sex Stories

Oscar and Dangerous Latin Cougars

... panickedly exclaim. "I'm actually only 20 so I can't buy alcohol yet. Should I have brought some food or something?"

"No no no, you're perfectly fine Oscar! I thought you were older than that, you look so physically mature for someone so young!" She says as she looks me up and down a second time, a low purr coming from her chest.

I walk into her apartment and see two other women sitting at her kitchen island. One is a darker, almost rose gold skinned Latina who must be about 6'0". She has on a red dress made of velvet, it accentuates her powerful yet feminine build. I can't get much of a look at her body from the way she's sitting, but I can get a read on her face. She has big eyes that seem to look through me, her chin points up as she glances over me, like she hasn't decided if I was worth her attention yet. She has a single mole adorning her left cheek akin to Marilyn Monroe.

The other woman is fairly light skinned, and she smiles brightly at me. She is probably around 4'11" and there isn't much of her, but her demeanor is bright, she exudes joy and smiles big when we make eye contact.

"Hello, my name is Oscar." I say as confident sounding as I can, though I am incredibly intimidated by these three beautiful women.

"I'm Mable!" Exclaims the third woman. "Cynthy was telling me she met a handsome young man and I can see now that she wasn't lying."

I blush hard and give a small dismissal of the accusations, but I can't turn my head from the tall woman ...

... sitting under the island light.

"Yvonne." She says coldly as she continues to sip her red wine. She turns her head away from my direction but I can see a small smile creep across her lips, knowing that I was looking at her.

"It's very nice to meet you all." I say as Cynthia walks past me to the kitchen, giving my arm a slight squeeze on the way past. "Where is everyone else?"

"We're all here!" Mable cheers.

"Cynthia is divorced, I never married and Mable's husband died on their honeymoon." Yvonne says while still refusing to hold my gaze.

"Oh, I'm very sorry to hear that Mable. So the three of you young ladies are alone?" I say, trying not to crack any eggshells for the three of them.

"We don't have husbands but we're not alone." Cynthia pipes up firmly. "The three of us have known each other for about a decade now. Since we were all about 33 or so. That's when I divorced my husband. Many men have moved in and out of 404 who think they would be a perfect match for one of us." She stopped to laugh.

"Real macho men who think women can't take care of themselves." Yvonne added. "I'll tell you what though, we've been through a lot and we're still here. Tell us Oscar, what do you do?"

I stop for a second. Do you typically tell people about your job, or about your hobbies?

"Well, I haven't started the job yet, but I was hired by a bike manufacturer here in San Gria last week. I'm going to be part of their brand outreach program. But I moonlight as a sculptor. I ...