After an incident where I flashed a pizza guy (my previous post) a week ago, I knew I wanted to try to be a little sexier and try some stuff I never would've done before my divorce. But I didn’t expect just how obsessed I would get about it, and this weekend my friend and I really went a bit wild and I don’t know where things will go from here.

So Friday morning I woke up to a bunch of sexy messages and nice comments from people on Reddit (thank you!). And after dropping my son off at school and getting to work, I texted my gym friend who was with me during the pizza incident and sent her a link to my post. I was a little worried that she would be mad that I posted without telling her about it.

She had the complete opposite reaction and told me she felt the same way about wanting to do more wild stuff (even though she’s 8 years younger than I am). And that next time we had to do something crazy together. I agreed and got back to work and she texted me again 10 minutes later about a fantasy she was already having and wanted to do together.

So Saturday morning I dropped my son off with my ex’s parents so they could go camping, and then I met up with my friend (I’m gonna call her S from now on) and we headed to the store to buy the skimpiest bathing suits we could find in our sizes.

I haven’t worn a bikini since my C-section lol. I only have, like, mom bathing suits. But I was blown away by how slutty some suits are now. I tried to pick up a normal bikini to try on but S handed me this bright purple getup instead. The bottoms are basically just a thong. And the top just had very thin triangular cups to cover my nipples, and basically the entire bottom half of my tits would hang out. I told her no and grabbed the one I wanted instead.

We drove separately to my place and when she got there she pulled the purple thong monstrosity out of her bag and handed it over. She told me I at least had to try it and that if it looked bad she wouldn’t let me wear it out and would take it back.

We went up to my master bath, stripped, and “changed” into these nothing swimsuits. I felt absolutely self conscious (being a 43 year old mom about to go out in public basically in my birthday suit). But S was very complimentary and slapped my ass and told me it would be fine.

As nervous as I was, I gave in because she’d encouraged me to do something slutty with the pizza guy before and I wanted to pay her back, and because I was starting to get that adrenaline pumping feeling and it was making me wet.

We put on some clothes over our bathing suits and drove to our local pool center/water park. Our local park has all sorts of slides and stuff but also there’s an adults-only pool area (not dirty or anything, just somewhere quiet where parents can relax by the water without kids bothering them). It’s usually not very busy, but there’s always a lifeguard on duty.

Well when we scanned our summer passes and got in there, the adult section was packed. I usually go to the park with my son, so I don’t often go to the adult area, but I’d never seen it so busy. S grabbed my arm and told me she was getting some second thoughts but I was already excited and ready to go.

I didn’t recognize anyone in the adult area except for the lifeguard actually, who I knew of loosely as the college-age son of a woman I despise in the PTA. He’s a Junior in college out-of-state but just got back a few weeks ago for the summer. (His mom won’t shut up about him and bragging on him at every meeting and now I understand why).

Maybe I’m dating myself here but he fits the entire Baywatch look. He’s ripped, he hadn’t shaved in a while so his beard was coming in but was still kind of stubble. He’s exactly the type of boy I’d gossip about with S if I wasn’t old enough to be his mom. Geez.

Anyway, after getting an eyeful of the lifeguard, S and I found some of the only lounging chairs left in the area, put our stuff down, and casually started to take off the clothes we were wearing over our suits.

It was still bright out, so I was wearing sunglasses, and so were a lot of other adults nearby. Still I saw a few heads turn toward us slightly, and at least one old man’s trunks started to bulge a bit. But nobody actually said anything to us about our suits.

S and I chatted nonchalantly — but I could tell she was nervous — and took a quick dip in the pool. After a few minutes we got out and laid on the deck chairs.

And this is where we started on S’s plan for the day. Both of us laid on our stomachs and undid the back of our tops so we could get some sun. We stayed there, asses up and (hopefully) being stared at, for a bit and just chatted quietly about what was going on and if either of us could see people staring.

When we were ready to flip over, we both re-tied our tops much looser than before. When we rolled over, the cups on our tops were just a little crooked, and our nipples were clearly visible to anyone in the area. But both of us just sat there talking, pretending to be unaware.

It must’ve been 10 minutes before one of the women came up and told me that my nipples were showing (I’m in the Midwest, and as mad as I’m sure these women were, it was going to take a lot for them to actually confront anyone about something that made them uncomfortable).

Anyway I pretended to be embarrassed, “readjusted,” myself, and rolled over to tell S her tits were hanging out too (she also pretended to be embarrassed). Then we gave a grateful wave to the woman who’d talked to me and both of our tits popped out again, lol.

About an hour and a half after we’d gotten there, S was getting antsy and suggested we leave and head back to my house for another wine and pizza evening. But the handsome lifeguard was talking to another lifeguard who’d just shown up to relieve him or something.

At this point I was completely committed to this new, slutty version of me. I told her to grab her stuff and trust me. So we both put our wraps on, threw our clothes in our bags, and ran out of the adult area.

There are a few bathrooms in the park where you can change and shower before going home, and one of these bathrooms is a bit out of the way for the general public (but still accessible) and is much smaller. It’s also near the employee entrance, and is where the lifeguards change and get ready before their shift.

So I rushed us over to this bathroom and we leaned against the wall nonchalantly and waited. A few minutes later, the hot lifeguard walked into the men’s room. After another few minutes, I grabbed S’s hand, looked around to make sure nobody was watching, and opened the door to the men’s bathroom.

Because it’s a smaller bathroom and has some lockers inside for lifeguards, the bathroom has a big, heavy metal door on it instead of open entryways that the big park bathrooms have. We shut the door behind us and locked the deadbolt on it just in case.

Inside we could hear music playing off of someone’s phone and what sounded like a shower running. We walked past the stalls, toward the music, and turned left. There were three door-less, curtainless shower stalls in the wall, and the hot lifeguard was showering in one of them while his music played. He was facing toward the shower head and both S and I just stood there staring at his bare ass. S squeezed my hand so hard I thought she was going to pass out.

Now I can’t believe I did this, but at the moment it felt so right and exactly what I’d hoped for. I let go of S’s hand and walked forward toward the shower. He must’ve heard me or sensed that someone else was there because he turned around.

He started to cover himself up the moment he saw that someone was staring at him and that those someones were the two adult women he’d seen at the pool before.

I immediately started to speak without thinking. I asked if he knew who I was (since I’ve met his mom), and he said no. So I just said “good” and took my wrap off. Then I told S to help me with my top. I remember hearing her mumble something, but a second later I felt the strings on the back of my top loosen. I pulled off my top, let it fall to the floor, and stepped into the shower with him. I pulled away his hands with my own, got on my knees, and started sucking his cock.

I hadn’t given anyone a blowjob since my ex husband, who I now realize is well above average. The lifeguard’s penis was very nice, but noticeably smaller (which I actually liked quite a bit). I could hear him moan a little over his music and reached up to rub my hands along his abs.

I pulled his cock out of my mouth and started to stroke it a bit while I looked over at S. She was just standing there in her wrap, staring at us like she couldn’t believe what was happening. I asked him if he wanted my friend to help and he of course said yes, lol.

I beckoned S over with my hand, she took off her wrap, and I took off her top. Then I don’t know what came over me but I gave her this big, tongue-filled kiss there on our knees, in the water. I felt his dick stiffen up in my hands and he started muttering. When S started to suck his cock I got up and started to tease my bottoms off, asking if he liked it and if he’d ever been with an older woman.

Just as my bottoms hit the floor I heard a flush, and all three of us looked toward the stalls, frozen. I walked around to the side and watched as a guy about 10 years older than me walked out of the stall wearing red lifeguard shorts.

We must’ve missed him when we walked in, and he missed us walking by. I said “excuse me” but he was walking toward the sink and didn’t hear me. So I walked up and tapped him on the shoulder. He pulled his earbuds out as he turned around and saw a completely naked woman holding onto his shoulder.

I recognized him as one of the middle school teachers in our school district. I’d seen him around at school functions for my niece but I guess he was working at the pool over the summer to make some extra cash. He would have no reason to know who I am though, so to him I was just some strange, naked woman in the men’s room.

He started to ask what I was doing in there, and saying I wasn’t supposed to be there, and I instinctively just grabbed his dick over his pants. It was already hard, but he seemed pretty shocked at what was happening to him. I pressed my chest into his (he has an athletic build for a guy his age, and his chest is covered in sexy silver-fox hair), leaned up, and started kissing him.

He told me we shouldn’t be doing this but I didn’t want him to leave and tell on us (and also he was somehow turning me on even more than the lifeguard was) and he kept kissing me back. I reached in his shorts and started to jerk off his penis in those weird mesh swim trunks.

His dick was a similar size to the lifeguard but a bit longer. I got on my knees and slid his cock into my mouth. He told me he was married. So I pulled his dick out of his mouth, asked him if he wanted me to stop, and then (I’m not proud of this, actually), I stuck his ring finger in my mouth and licked around the sides of his wedding ring.

He said no, I said good. I pulled his shorts the rest of the way down, grabbed his hand, and led him back to the shower while his hard dick poked me in the ass. The lifeguard was sitting on a bench in the shower and S was already riding him. I asked playfully if we could join and everyone agreed very quickly lol.

I helped S off of the lifeguard and introduced her to the teacher. Then I took her place and straddled the lifeguard. When he entered me I swear it all felt worth it. I was so much happier in that moment than I had been for years with my ex. I was so glad I didn’t chicken out.

The two of us fucked for a bit. Then we traded partners again and I leaned against the wall while the teacher fucked me. I’ve never been into it before but I told him to choke me a bit against the wall and I loved it. I even had my first real girl-on-girl experience with S, and we made out and fingered each other a bit while the boys jerked off. (Sadly they weren’t into playing with each other).

At one point the lifeguard was fucking S while she was licking my pussy and I was sucking the teacher’s cock. It was incredible. I must’ve cum eight times over 50ish minutes, and I rarely have been able to climax more than twice. Three times was my previous record with a boyfriend in college, I think.

When they were both ready to cum I told them they should do it in me since I had a hysterectomy a few years ago due to some issues I was having. The teacher told us he’d had a vasectomy but I told him it didn’t matter to me and that I wanted them both. I promised S I would “share” and she indulged me.

I asked one of them to fuck my pussy while another one fucked my ass. I’ve always been curious about double penetration but my ex was very against anything anal. Just thought it was gross and unclean. Wouldn’t even let me use a toy in my butt while we were having sex.

The teacher started fucking my pussy (just to be safe) and the lifeguard was in my ass. And it was incredible — for all of us. After only a few minutes, I felt the lifeguard cum and then the teacher a few seconds later. After they came, I sat on the shower bench and S crawled up and tasted the cum from both of my holes. I came again just from her eating the cum out of my pussy and ass. (She fed me some too, and I can’t remember ever loving the taste of cum so much, but I feel kind of filthy about it now).

When everything was over, we got dressed and I stupidly gave them both my phone number. I’m actually kind of freaking out about this. It was stupid but I was coming off of the best sexual experience in 43 years and after a relatively unfulfilling marriage, so I’m trying to give myself some grace lol.

Anyway, we unlocked the door and all left one at a time. Thankfully nobody was waiting out there (the sun was starting to go down before we went in and it is a pretty underused spot unless there’s a line to the other woman’s room, but I can’t even think about if someone with a key had knocked on the door).

S and I drove back to my house and gushed about the entire thing and how hot and stupid it was. She was so excited to act out her slutty ideas and I simultaneously felt like it was by far the sluttiest thing I’d ever done and that I wanted more. We drank some more wine, sat in my hot tub for a bit, and masturbated on the jets in the water before going to sleep.

I feel so out of control, and I can’t believe I actually went from flashing a pizza guy to this in a week. But I’m already trying to think about other stuff I want to do on my own and with S (we came up with some good ideas in the hot tub). I’ve never felt this free before and I love it, even if I’m a little freaked out by how easy everything was to just give into.

Sorry for the long read. Thanks for sticking with me. This subreddit specifically has been such a big inspiration for me and for trying new things. All the kind comments and messages mean a lot.