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Katie and Ian's First Time

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Katie and Ian had known eachother since freshmen year in high school. They met at a mutual friend's party and during high school became great friends. They often went to parties and made appearances together, but never went on official dates. After high school they went their separate ways to college but still tried to stay close. Slowly, they lost contact over the first few months of school.

Ian had noticed what a gorgeous girl Katie had become over the past few years. She grew from a skinny freshmen into a tall, beautiful senior. Her long wavy brown hair fell all over her chest, shoulders and back, while her green eyes often stared off always searching. She was about 5"9',

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about 125 pounds with a beautifully toned athletic body.

When Katie first met Ian, he was a very tall, skinny 15 year old. She always had to arch her head to look at him, that is, until she grew. He was 6"4' and had a star track athlete's body by the end of high school. He was not some huge body builder, but he had a lot of muscle. He had beautifully dark brown eyes and straight jet black hair that always looked perfect to her. His smile could melt any girl. Katie never looked at Ian as a boyfriend, rather a close buddy until after high school.

During their third year in college, Katie and Ian were reunited at a high school friend's wedding. They saw eachother across the huge dining hall and the whole night swirled in memories and laughter. They started dating a few weeks later, and close to their one year anniversary, moved in together. Katie even transferred schools so they could be together.

At night, both Katie and Ian felt the building sexual tension. They had shared their bed with oneanother for almost a week, and it was begining to be unbearable. In their one year of being together had never gotten intimate. Katie was a virgin and although she was gorgeous, she had always refused sex from the guys she dated. She wanted it to be memorable, special. She didn't know if Ian was still a virgin, and although at times when their makeout sessions became intense, she could feel he wanted to, he never pushed it. She knew he just wanted to be a gentlemen, and allow her to choose the moment.

Ian stared at the freshly painted wall and sighed deeply. He could feel the tension between him and Katie every night when they went to bed. Some nights they would give a quick kiss goodnight, while others they shared passionate kisses beneath the covers. It was never much more. He could barely take much more. He wanted to have Katie since their first date. But he restrained himself. He didn't know how much longer he could, however, his body would often react to just thoughts of Katie. Throughout high school and college, Ian had man girlfriends. He was a very handsome guy. Somehow, he could never bring himself to become intimate with any of them. Some women threw themselves at him, tore his clothes off, even laid naked on his bed. And it wasn't that he wasn't capable of performing, he was quite certain he could, he just knew that he was saving himself for someone. He used to think it was Katie, even after they lost touch.

The next night was Saturday. Still a few days until the big anniversary. Neither Katie nor Ian worked or had class and hung around the house all day. They were either cleaning or straightening things up. Katie told Ian she was going to cook him dinner. Ian was suprised, Katie almost never cooked. He decided to make it a special occasion and took a shower and put on some decent clothes. Katie showered while the dinner was baking and put on some new clothes she bought a few days ago. She set the table and lit some candles and told Ian dinner was ready. He came in, and was a little shocked. She stood at her chair, leaning slightly on her left foot and cocked her head to one side and smiled. He gave her a grin and a kiss on the cheek and sat down. They ate dinner, almost in silence just staring into eachother's eyes. Katie was ready, he could tell. She kept giving him seductive looks and provocative glares. Ian was still surprised, but he could feel it in the air, tonight was their night. Katie got up from the table to clean up dinner.

" Don't move a muscle. You made dinner, I'll clean up." Ian said softly.

"Alright, if you really want to." Katie said with a giggle.

Katie went and sat down on the couch in the living room flicking through channels. Ian walked in a few minutes later. He walked over to her, smiled and stroked the hair out of her face. Katie melted, Ian's smile always had that effect on her. Ian took a deep breath in, and scooped Katie up in his arms. She didn't argue. He walked into their bedroom and gingerly laid her down, and sat down on the bed next to her.

" Katie, I love you with my whole heart. I'd do anything for you. I know you want this to be special and right, I don't want to force this on you. So I want to ask you.....are you sure you're ready for this?" Ian questioned.

" Oh, babe. I've saved myself for you all these years and I knew one day it'd finally pay off. I've never wanted anything more in my life than I want this to happen right now." Katie responded with a meek smile.

Ian didn't have to be told twice. He's lusted after her body for so long, since way back in high school. He leaned in for a kiss and moved himself lightly onto her body. She could feel that he wanted this just as much as she did. Ian carefully removed Katie's shirt, and Katie returned the favor by helping Ian remove his. In a matter of seconds they were both naked. Ian took a moment to admire her gorgeous naked body. She was perfect. They stopped, and Ian looked her in the eyes.

" I love you so much Katie. I'll make this gentle and slow. I don't want to hurt you, so just tell me...." He trailed off.

Katie interrupted him with a passionate kiss to soothe his worries. She knew it would hurt. But she was prepared to please Ian as no other woman has ever done for him. Ian pulled back from the kiss and Katie parted her legs. Ian position himself inbetween her beautifully toned legs and he looked up at her one last time. The last moment Katie would be a virgin and here he was staring her in the face. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Ian carefully positioned his member at Katie's opening. She felt it and her eyes fell open in shock of it's size. He blushed and pushed the head in. Katie gasped. He stopped just as he felt her barrier. He looked her straight in the eyes and held her close. He thrust his hips forward slightly and Katie moaned in pain.Tears sprung to her eyes and she bit her lip. Ian stopped and tried not to move so that she could adjust to the sensation. She grabbed onto his muscular arms and held tight. After a few moments she opened her eyes and told Ian to keep going. Ian was shocked, he couldn't exactly put himself in her position right now, but he loved her for giving himself to her and for enduring this pain just to give him pleasure. He was going to make this the best night of her life.

He inched in slowly until he had reached the deepest point in Katie's womb, and she had taken all of him in. He pulled out, leaving only the head in, and inched in again, slightly faster. In a few minutes, Katie sprung to life and began to enjoy the moment. She started moaning and gasping and pretty soon she was moving with his rhythm, bucking against his hips. Ian was so turned on. Katie wrapped her legs around Ian's waist and screamed out in pleasure. Katie started panting and begging for Ian to go harder and faster. Ian shoved himself into her as forcefully as he could with each buck of his hips. Katie's lips were frozen in a constant moan or scream. Just as Katie's body shook in orgasm, Ian thrust inwards one more time and released the pent up lust he had for her and he climaxed as well.

They remained in that position even after Ian had softened panting and looking into eachother's eyes. They kissed furiously and in between pants and kisses, Katie thanked Ian for the most pleasure she's ever had in her life. He smiled and in turn told her that it was the most intense orgasm he'd ever had. Pretty soon, Ian was ready for action again. Katie was surprised but happy and told him that she was about to give him something almost as good. She rolled him onto his back and slid down his body, making a trail of kisses from his neck to his sculpted abs. She was very carefully so that she didn't touch his throbbing member at all. Soon she found herself between Ian's muscular legs staring eye to eye at his long, thick, rock-hard penis. She gave it a soft kiss and heard Ian gasp at her touch. She slowly licked up and down the shaft and devoured the head in her candy mouth. She placed her slender fingers around the base and moved her hand up and down gently. Katie licked the head softly with increasing vengeance and then took his whole manhood into her mouth. Ian could barely breathe in between moans and pants and the sight of his beloved holding all of him in her mouth sent him over the edge. Katie felt his rock hard penis twitch and shoved him deeper down her throat. She tasted him for the first time and swallowed every drop. At the sight of this, Ian shot a few more drops down her throat and she held him there until he went soft.

She crawled back up to him and he kissed her ferociously not caring that he was tasting himself.

" That was the most amazing experience I've ever had. I have you to thank for all of this. Thank you for being my first, babe." Ian panted.

" Oh no, all the thanks go to you. I've never felt anything like that in my life. I'm so glad that I shared it with you." Katie responded.

They laid in eachother's arms for the rest of the night. They became engaged a few months later, and after that night, the bedroom never had tension again. They made love to eachother almost every night, with as much passion and love (if not more) than they had that first night.

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Room For Rent ch2 [Got you Officer]

Re0mablue on Love Stories

GOT YOU OFFICER

Before the sun smiled at the land below, Rael was already cleaning the entire compound. Vilma and he just had a good understanding on what kind of relationship they would both have. Rael couldn’t believe that the passionate sex they had became a reason for Vilma to trust him, and so she told him that her boyfriend broke up with her because sh

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e couldn’t give him herself.

Which sounds absurd because Rael took her virginity with ease, though he doesn’t know it at that time, but when they both wake up Rael realize he did something undoable. He thought Vilma would sue him for sure and he was determined to fly away but she surprised him when she told him that she love Rael.

Rael knew it isn’t so, but decided to play along. After an early breakfast, where he ate tons of foods before Vilma rush back to work, Rael sweep the entire compound clean. Enough to satisfy the eyes of Alex, “Hmm..not a bad job for your first day.”. He took it as a complement and helped the young woman inside the house with all the clothes she bought.

He was busy preparing their lunch when he heard Alex calling. “Rael can you please hand me the towel?”, he just finished cooking a chicken when he was forced to rush toward her room.

“What the?!...you already have a towel.”

“Did I?”, she make her voice sound so innocent but the smirk on her face escaped from Rael’s eyes. The lad was about to go back to kitchen when she call for him again, “Since you’re already here, why don’t you brush my back.”

Rael was the one embarrassed by her actions though her motives are still a mystery. The young man doesn’t have much of a choice since it is his job to fulfill this woman’s craziness.  His jaw almost hit the floor when the scorching body of this hot babe came to his view. The slenderness of her body is amazing and the abundance of her tits is surprising enough.

She looked so sexy with the soaps and water running over her pinkish skin. If Vilma has a sensitive skin, this girl is fragile. “What you never saw a naked woman before?”, oh how she love teasing Rael. Looking at him gazing at her perfect curvy body made her pussy moist. But the water made everything look so natural. Rael was all the more embarrassed while he wet the towel with soap. As delicate as he could, he brushed Alex’s smooth skin. Her skin felt silky as he let his other hand massage her shoulder.

Alex didn’t mind at all as a matter of fact she’s trying hard not to laugh while looking at Rael from the mirror. By the expression in his face, she’s sure that his cock is throbbing hard right now. “Will you wash my breast as well? I think you can clean them better than I can.”

It sounds really fishy but with a stunning body in front of him, Rael can’t just disagree. “You mean here?”, the lad was playing innocent as well as he grab Alex’s tits with the towel. “Ouch!..”

“I’m sorry..”, his apology was almost instantaneous as he withdraw his hands away from Alex. To his surprise, the brunette lady shifted so both of them are now facing each other. “I want you to use your bare hands.”, almost whispering on his ears which sets the mood for Rael.

Wary not to mess it all up, Rael give up with the towel and soap his hands. Massaging Alex’s bountiful breasts led his cock to fulfill his erection. With only his boxer short on, he couldn’t find a way to hide his rock-hard shaft. “What’s happening to you, Rael?..Aren’t you enjoying?!”

Rael couldn’t stop his hands as right hand slip down her waist to her tacky pussy. “Ohhhh…what are you doing?”, her acting is disgusting since it’s obvious to Rael that she’s enjoying herself more than he is. “How about two, Ma’am?”

The question he spit to her was answered quite honestly this time as her moaned lingered inside the bathtub. “No..no. I shouldn’t be doing this.”, her sudden change of heart made the young lad alarmed. There is no way he would want to stop right in the middle. But a slap on his face made him realize that she is serious. ‘Damn woman’, cursing her was the only thing he could do as he vacate her room.

Sitting on her bathtub, Alex looked at the mirror thinking deeply what was it she’s doing while her husband is away. ‘I can’t let him stay any longer.’ was all in her mind as she rose up and gets dress.

While Alex was reflecting on her self, the young stud decided to clean the car on the garage instead. He is still mad with the game Alex was cooking for him but there is no way she can contradict her. Unknown to Rael an eagle’s eye was on him and with all the hatred living in her eyes she approached him.

“Stay away from Vilma, will you boy.”

The stud doesn’t understand her at all but he knows her. She is one of the tenants of Alex. Officer Sheryl is what the neighbors call her. Aside from the fact that she’s really hot, she is anti-social as well.

“What’s wrong with her?”

During their lunchtime, Rael was asking Alex about Officer Sheryl. He also mentioned about the incident in the garage, but Alex has no interest in it at all. Knowing that he doesn’t have right anyway to complain, Rael’s only resolute is to finish his meal quickly and tidy up things.

Just as he was about to clean the dishes, Alex spoke to him. “I know that I am the one who force you to stay. That is because I feel lonely and I needed a company.” The lad doesn’t know where this conversation is leading both of them but decided to sit down again and listened.

“…forgive me for using you Rael but the truth is that I have a husband.”, the sincerity in her eyes are apparent and so Rael decided to take her seriously.

“No need for you to apologize. You saved me. Don’t worry I’ll quickly find a place to stay. Just as I said before you don’t need to worry about me.”, he smiled almost forcefully which made Alex cry and step out the kitchen. Now he needs to find a new place.

‘I am really sorry Rael for using you as a diversion.’

Outside the compound he stood with his cigarette on his right hand. He lit the stick and had the cigarette close to his face. Rael was surprised to see his stick of Marboro got stolen by Vilma. The smile on her face soothes his loneliness somehow. “What happened got kicked out?”

“How did you know?”

She sighed and threw the cigarette from her hands before she continued,”Alex love her husband though the latter seems to love his businesses more.”

“What do you mean?”, his curiosity was lightened up by the sudden shower of information from Vilma.

“Let’s talk about it later, for now you can stay on my place. I have the right to welcome any person I like, right?” She is clever and tough, those are the impressions Rael got while talking to Vilma on the street on their way back home.

“Wait let me take a shower first?”, Vilma was pleading as the stud tore her clothes off her revealing her sweaty but slender body. The slickness of her skin made their contact more intimate and arousing. The high temperature in the air makes them like animals in heat. It’s another perspiring moment for Vilma and for the second time she have Rael ravish her slender body.

He bit her lower lips and sucks on her tongue while both of his hands were busy massaging her generous tits. With the use of his fingers he played with her rosy nipples. Like a wild animal, he pulled her hair and kissed her ears down to her neck and stopped on her shoulders.

Now his in front of her still kneading her breasts, in and out, like a baby he sucked on her nipples while his right hand move down to her thigh. He found the cheek of her butt, he firmly clasp each one. Slapping them each time she moans. “You like that don’t you?”

“Yes, I love everything you’re doing to my body.”, he can see her sweat pouring down to her large tits to her lean belly and beautiful long legs.

“How about I fuck you from behind this time?”

“Oooohhh…I’ll love that!”, she positioned her self as she stick her butt out ready hard pounding action. “Are you ready, Vi?”

Not even waiting for her answer, he slammed her like a dog while slapping her butt from both sides until they are rosy red. “Ahh…so good.”, she can feel her juices oozing out her pussy down to her thighs and legs.

Every pores on her body are covered with fret, but its just a small matter. Right this moment every inch of her muscle are waiting for Rael to ravage. He reached down to grab her bouncing breasts while his left hand kept a firm grip on her blonde hair. They are all sticky and every single move they make is producing squishy sounds which heighten the mood even more.

“Yes…yes…right there. Oh! You’re hitting the right spot.”

She sounds like she will come any moment now but he became a sadistic maniac as he stop and force her to face him. Believing on his strong arms he lifted her and in one swift move his inside her again.

“Oh!! That’s it…Ohhhh I love you…I love you..you’re the best.”

Sex is an art for Rael as she kiss and suck on her neck while his member is taking a hell of shower of juices from Vilma’s wet pussy. Squish…squish..

“Rael oh pleazzz…make me cummmm nnnooww…I-I I am gogogoing ccccrazzzyy.”

She’s like a matador on top an ox with her tits bouncing on every move the oxen makes. “Greattt..great..”, she said while her saliva are practically spilling down her chin.

Both of their breathing is becoming heavier on every pounding action he makes. “This is it…this is it…”

“Not quite yet.”, Vilma is becoming wilder while the stud stop her from cumming. Suddenly there is tranquility inside Vilma’s room. Sheryl has been listening from the wall on every action taking place inside her neighbor’s room.

She’s been lying down her bed naked with her two fingers inside her small pussy. Sheryl knows that she’s almost at her age too but she wish to cum at the same time Vilma will.

The door of her room suddenly swung open revealing two naked body. “Hello officer want us to join you?”, Rael’s voice was strong and dominating, although Sheryl is not obliged to follow. Looking at the naked body of Vilma made her roused more, “Vi will you eat her, I promise you’ll cum this time.”

She agreed without resistance and so is Sheryl. It’s like a dream come true to have Vilma eat her pussy like a dog.”Ohh..”, she’s trying hard not to moan but it’s almost impossible to stay quiet. Vilma is as wild as a dog in heat and with Rael pounding her pussy like crazy, there is no way she can contain her self.

“Mmm…shhurrrpp…”, the sound of Vi eating Sheryl’s pussy made Rael go at his top speed. It’s just a matter of time before the three of they reach the peak of their pleasure. “Yes…mmmm…that’s good.”

Even the anti-social Sheryl couldn’t restrain her self. “More…more…”, Vilma asking for more pleasure heightens each of their hormones. Rael could see clearly the huge tits of Sheryl bouncing as well, while his plunging his shaft inside Vi.

“I’m coming…”

“Me toooo…”

“Vi I’m cumming inside you.”

Three bodies collapsed on each other as they reach the end of the road. “Sheryl, How about a round two?”

 “Already?!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Corrine --An Erotic and Lusting Woman----Chapter 2

skylineridera31 on Love Stories

Corrine  -- A Very Erotic and Lusting Woman   Chapter  2

 

The story here is essentially true with very minor embellishments. For those readers who have had the pleasure of visiting Yellowstone Park with its scenery and hot springs I hope it brings back memories.

Please comment on my writing style or content so that I can understand what readers enjoy to read.

 

&n

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I awoke with a start. It took me a second to figure out where I was. I looked down and smiled, remembering who was here all cuddled up with me on the front seat of my truck. I also thought about what we had shared while we were parked here at this Yellowstone Lake over look.

 

Corrine was snoring quietly. Good grief!  She obviously was a deep sleeper since she never stirred to my erratic body movements as I awoke startled, not immediately understanding all of what was around me. We must have dozed off for a while at the culmination of her erotic seduction of me.

 

The large rain drops continued to still make tapping sounds on the truck roof.  The rain storm was encouraging the evening darkness to creep in and envelop us earlier than usual. I now could feel the dampness encroaching in on the truck cab. It was time to leave our little cocoon of happiness and return to the warm lodge.

 

We had been just holding each other close, enjoying all the emotions and feelings surrounding the intimate moments we had just shared a while ago. I knew that I wanted to just hold Corrine and be alone with my private thoughts and just snuggle. We could just stay and enjoy the quiet for a few more minutes. There was a certain surging of feelings being shared between us. I’m sure that the premature separations from our previous long time partners contributed to our intensified feelings of wanting and needing each others companionship at the moment. Then I guess sleep just crept up and took hold of us.

 

I caressed Corrine’s head and temple to slowly awaken her to her new surroundings; but I was not successful. Suddenly her eyes opened and she jerked free of me and sat up straight with a mildly frightened look of “Where the hell am I?” in her eyes. I was giggling seeing her go through the little dilemma that I was now recovered from.

 

I held my arms in an upright position of “I surrender!” posture while she fully became awake and recognized who I was and where she was.

 

“Oooohhhh …I’m sorry…I’m sorry! I must have fallen asleep. I was dreaming about California and suddenly I was here in the truck and the rain!”

 

I put my arm around her and she was trembling. “Everything is alright Corrine. Everything is alright! We need to get back to the lodge.” It was just that she woke in a strange place and it had startled her.     

 

I started the truck. It was getting cold in the cab and the rain was a still a steady down pour. I rolled down the window a little to see if there was a place where I could get out of the truck and under a tree for shelter. Yup it was time again for me to find a good tree or a flat rock.

 

 Corinne kind of stretched her neck to look past me and ask “What’s out there? I don’t see anything but rain and wetness.”

 

“Nothing, I was looking for a flat rock”

 

“Good grief Bobby!  Every time you look around you need to go and find a flat rock or a bush.  I once had a dog that just could not pass up a bush. 

 

“Really …your dog could not pass up a bush! Hmmmmm did he have any bad habits?”

 

I had to think for a moment. Did she call me Bobby? What happened to Robert, her brother’s name that she was so adamant about calling me?

 

“Corrine …you just called me Bobby and not Robert like you have been! How come?

 

 The look on her face said all there was to say but she clarified it for me anyway.

 

“You are definitely not a Robert!”

 

“Ooooooooh … Robert doesn’t look for a tree or a bush in the wilds?”

 

I could see from the look on Corrine’s face it was best to change subjects!

 

It now started to rain even harder as I drove around the loop to get out to the main road. Just before we were getting to the intersection with the main road, a herd of about 30 bison were bedded down right on the road. They were under some over hanging tree branches seeking a little relief from the down pour. They completely blocked the roadway and they were not going to get up. Corinne suggested that I blow the horn to get them out of the road.

 

“Ahhh …. that’s not the best of ideas honey.”

 

Seductively she smiled with “Ooooohhh ….Yoooouuuuu just called me honey!”

 

Now that was an oops on my part. I just continued on with explaining to Corrine that bison with calves don’t like to have truck horns blown at them. Mature bison do not consider cars and trucks to be a formidable foe. They look at colorful cars more like big cupcakes and will not think twice about coming over and caving in your car grill or door if you challenge them or get them excited. I got that little tidbit of information from the Park Rangers at a around the camp fire presentation that occur frequently in Yellowstone.

 

I had to back up and turn around to go back the way we had just come from. I could not however wait any longer to pee though. I stopped on the side of the road under a large pine tree for a little bit of shelter from the downpour as I announced I was making a “Cowboy stop”.

 

Corinne said “What’s a cowboy stop?” as I opened the truck door and slid to the ground and peed next to the truck with the door opened. Jeese was it raining! 

 

When I finally climbed back into the dry truck and was out of the downpour, I announced that was a Cowboy Stop. Corrine’s only comment was a sarcastic “You are just one surprise after another every minute I’m with you….. Bobbeeee”

 

The additional emphasis on Bobby said all there was needed to be said also.

 

What the hell….I liked being called Bobby anyway, instead of…… Robert!

 

Now I felt much better. We finally were now off to the lodge and I could see the road again ……clearly! 

 

 

 

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Arriving at the lodge we found that they had lit the fireplace at the lodge and it was the place to be on a night like we were experiencing. The chill and dampness of the wilderness air was very uncomfortable due to the change in the weather.

 

We found a big fluffy couch and snuggled up with our drinks. Other lodge visitors could see that this was going to be the place to be for the night and it was a good idea to get a place by the fire early. I was very content with the good feeling of the surroundings, this fine woman as a companion, the warmth of the Yellowstone Park lodge and a few good stiff drinks. I think Corrine was displaying the same feelings of contentment also. She scratched my back as I swayed in total bliss. I once turned to look at Corrine and she was swaying with me, her eyes closed …. She was off somewhere else in a world of her own also. I knew I had one too many drinks. Corrine, however, did not know that she had one too many drinks …… but her attempts at speaking sure did!

 

Now it was getting late and I mentioned we had forgotten to eat and I needed to get going back to my tent that was some distance from the lodge. I was also hungry and I could see they had essentially closed the dining places that I could from the lodge area. Corrine attempted to stand up but was a little unsteady on her feet.

 

 “Too much to drink with no food in my belly.” was her comment. “Let’s go back to my cabin; I have a cooler and some sandwich makings. I have two sleeping bags, a heater in the cabin and a double bed.”

 

She looked up at me while I was steadying her on her feet. Now she began to whisper ever so softly in my ear. She now recognized that she had spoken a little loud in her vocalization. A few of the fireplace visitors were tuning in to what she had said and were summing up the situation.   She was displaying that she was a little bit embarrassed and did not want anyone close by to hear any more of her comments.

 

“I don’t want you to go and sleep in your tent tonight.  It’s too far for you to drive and you been drinking. …. I want you to stay with me tonight. I need you to keep me warm. I’m a little embarrassed with what I’m saying. I would not be saying this without the booze in me.”

 

I smiled as I was thinking “ Right! I believe every word you are saying!”

 

We drove the short distance from the lodge to her cabin in the pouring rain. The cabins were still the same as in years before when I stayed in them. They were still very rustic, frugal but dry. The cabin was definitely better than my tent; especially on a night like this. And then there was…… well Corrine!

 

I turned on the heater and the warming of the small cabin was just what was needed on a night like this. The dampness we brought in with us slowly dissipated as the cabin quickly warmed.  We put a little snack together to keep away the hunger pains until breakfast. Corrine brought out the extra sleeping bag and went in the bathroom to change. Surprisingly, Corrine navigated across the cabin floor without ricocheting off any objects and through the bathroom door without incident!

 

I could see that the two bags were the same and therefore could be zipped together to make one large sleeping bag. I completed my little effort quickly. I then stripped down completely placing my clothes at the foot of the bed in an attempt of concealment and zipped into one side of the dual sleeping bags……. and waited. Corrine came out with her flannel PJs on. I watched as her hidden scrumptious pointed boobs brushed against the soft flannel garment, gently swinging as she crossed the room to the bed.

 

I was already hard in anticipation and excited with the way things were going and what was coming. She turned off the tiny one light in the cabin, rustled about next to the bed for a few seconds and climbed into her side of the bag. I slid over to her and snuggled up to her back and put my hand around her to keep both of us warm. I could tell immediately Corrine was nude …. Her PJs had been removed. With my arm about Corrine and my stiff cock pressed against her butt, it dawned on her that the two bags were zipped together and I was with out any clothes on.

 

She whispered with a very slurred speech in the darkness “You’ve been scheming while I was in changing.”

 

 “Corrine…. where are your PJs?”

 

“Ahhh I guess I lost them! Your badness is contagious.”

 

I moved to come close and into contact with more of her body. I didn’t know what she looked like since I had never seen her undressed. I started to caress her back and was now seeing her for the first time with just my fingertips and the palms of my hand. I was at the base of her back and started to rub and caress the soft cheeks of her butt. As I explored the fullness of her hips, I now became aware of Corrine’s softness.

 

I ran my fingers along her spine just scratching tenderly and then massaging each and every place along the middle of her back. She just made little murmuring sounds of contentment as she wiggled her entire body around fully enjoying my caressing and attempts at her seduction.

 

I moved from her hips and ran my fingers up along her side, gently scratching as I went until I reached just below her arms. I began to slide my hand under her arm so I could reach her breasts.

 

“Do I sense you are trying to take advantage of me Bobby?”

 

“Trying, but just getting started.”

 

“Ahhhhh, ….Good. I need to be seduced tonight!”

 

A little too much booze made her some what of a comedian. She was out of character I thought! Boy was I wrong!

 

I cupped her left breast and held it …. Seeing it with only by touch. It was more than adequate in size and I visualized it to be shaped like an ice cream cone. Her breast came to a point with the tip being a small nipple that flowed along with the shape of her breast. I wondered what color they would be. I slowly began caressing one of Corinne’s nipples with my finger tip. It responded quickly to my attention that made it become stiff and erect. I then took hold of her nipple between two fingers and with tenderness squeezed just the tip.

 

Corrine made an “Mmmm” hum followed by “Touch them gently Bobby. My nipples are very sensitive tonight!”

 

“Would they feel better if I kissed and made love to them with my tongue?”

 

“Ooooohhh  please.”

 

Corrine rolled over onto her back in the sleeping bag as I pulled the top of the sleeping bag aside just enough to uncover her breasts in the darkness. Unseen, I sought her breasts and nipples with my mouth and tongue. I licked and sucked just on the tips of her breasts. What an extraordinary emotion of feeling a breast that was so pointed and got larger as I slid down from the tip towards the base. Her breasts were of a size that I could not take all of one into my mouth. I did however vigorously but tenderly suck and embrace each nipple in a tongue dance just as I was told to do.

 

Corrine was responding rapidly as usual to my fondling; her breathing quickened. She was caressing my head and back now digging her fingernails into my back when she felt a surge of pleasure due to my attention to her nipples. Soon I could sense her hands descending along the sides of her body caressing her body, then her hips, now helping me with her tits. Her fingers were then touching my lips that were encircled around a nipple, now touching and feeling my face. Corrine’s entire body was in now writhing in turmoil.

 

 She began repeatedly and softly calling out my name but more in a pleading sorrowful way. Maybe pleading for me to do something ….. May be insistently asking me to help her! 

 

“Bobbeeee, Bobbeeeeee, Bobbeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! 

 

     She did not know what to do with her hands. She began sliding them forward and backwards along her sides in the sleeping bag. Her whole body was moving, her legs were being flexed and the straightened very rapidly, she was already breathing rapidly and moaning continuously and loudly. Corrine grabbed my hair with one hand as the other hand held her tit that I was caressing with my tongue. She moved her fingers up and into my mouth trying to caress the nipple with her fingers at the same time my tongue was rolling around and around licking feverishly at her nipple. Now I licked both her fingers and her nipple at the same time.  That was an erogenous trigger.

 

Corrine growled with a deep and uncharacteristically burly moan…

 

“Ooooohh honey …. Oooooooooooh  babeeeeeeeeee! Please don’t stop”

 

 

Suddenly Corrine’s body shuttered, her back arched as she called out several obscenities as she lifted her hips off the bed supporting her body with her legs and back. She continued with her thrusting against open air at the top of her arch or the possible feeling the touching sensation of the sleeping bag. She held that flexed body position for a second or two, purring deep in her throat and finally collapsing onto the bed while her hips still rhythmically moved gently against the sleeping bag. She had climaxed without any one touching her pussy area. All I had done was caress her breasts and suck on her nipples and fingers. I do not think that she used her fingers to play with her pussy in the darkness at any time… but I could have been mistaken. I however, strongly feel that both her hands were along the sides of her body rubbing and grasping the surrounding sleeping bag. She also had grabbed my hair and probed my mouth and lips with her fingers. 

 

Now I became very aroused thinking about her very hot and erotic performance in the darkness of the cabin. Everything that I was an unseeing spectator too was a completely new experience for me.  I could not separate if this was a normal behavior for Corrine or a consequence of two many drinks? If it just was the number of drinks it would be nice to know how many drinks were needed. What a woman!

 

“Are you alright honey?”

 

I did not hear a verbal reply, just a tight grasping on my hand and a deep sigh. Corrine turned on her side and snuggled up to me sniffling quietly. After a few minutes, she almost inaudibly spoke… “I love you!” I wasn’t going to comment to that statement or go there.

 

She displayed what appeared to have been an exhausting experience and she needed to relax. I was excited for her and myself in that I had helped her experience what to me was a truly exciting climax. I was satisfied and could wait for the morning. I now sighed and started to relax.

 

I guess I was dozing. I know I had not been sleeping. I was listening to the rain hitting the cabin roof again. Corinne started kissing my face and lips. There was no doubt that she was displaying she was horny and sexually aroused again. She was not satisfied!

 

I found myself holding one of her tits and my lips against the other one. I let go of her tit as Corrine’s hand took hold of my hand. Before I could understand the whole situation that was developing next to me in the darkness, she had my hand in hers and was directing my hand to her pussy and her clit with another “I love you!” whisper.  Well, maybe with a great amount of slurring of her speech.

 

I did not need further encouragement to slide my hand down between her legs. I separated her pussy lips that were protected in a natural growth of what at first felt like silky soft fuzz. When I touched her more closely her pussy area was entirely wet including the insides of her legs. I could also tell the sleeping bag beneath her hips was sopping wet. I knew instinctively she had to have squirted for that level of wetness to have occurred. Now I was really keyed up and wanted to play.

 

“Please touch me there and play with me ….please!”

 

  Corinne instinctively spread her legs to allow me full access to her wanting pussy.  I inserted two fingers deep into her pussy and curled them up and behind her clit while placing my thumb on her clit. Corinne moaned immediately to the insertion of my fingers. Both of her hands were also caressing her own pussy region along with helping me insert my fingers. She was already playing with her own clit vying with my thumb for space to caress her clit. I went to attempting to reach and caress her “G” spot to see if I could stimulate her to quickly reach another climax. I moved my fingers in a rocking motion in an attempt to stimulate her every where at once. She reacted strongly to my incursion and my attempts to insert more fingers.

 

I had to speak… I had to know if this was all she wanted me to do. I was hard and ready to just slide my cock into her after all this teasing of my senses.

 

 When I asked “What do you want me to do?” Corrine moaned for me to use my fingers just like I was doing.

 

 I could get three fingers in her pussy with ease and rub her “G” spot. Four fingers were uncomfortable for me and restricted my resolve to do her good.  I was torn between caressing deep inside her pussy and rapidly sliding my fingers in and out of her pussy. Each attempt at pleasuring her was obviously bringing her to another elevated level of ecstasy. My own sensors were in an overload from maintaining Corrine’s satisfaction without being able to reach the same level of satisfaction for my self. Corrine was self absorbed in her muti-orgasmic emotional state coupled with a little too much to drink.    

 

Once again her body just began to tremble. Her body shook from her head to toe while pumping against my hand. It was now obvious to me she most likely was multi-orgasmic.  It was difficult to keep sucking on her breast and sliding my fingers into her tunnel as she pumped vigorously with complete abandonment of restricting her emotions or movements.

 

 I moved away from her breast and caressing her nipples with my tongue. I felt that I could have hurt her or myself with her extreme body movements. I was just caressing her pussy for a minute or so when it became apparent to me that she was just about ready to explode. Corrine could not control her longing to climax any longer. I felt her stomach muscles starting to convulse as the sensations of her orgasmic splendor surged through her body unabated. Now there were the sounds of delight emanating from deep within body just as I experienced her squirting love juices from her pussy onto my fingers and the palm of my hand. Once again Corrine collapsed with long verbalization as to her internal emotional feelings and of course her love of me.

 

Two of her hands now covered my hand and fingers, restricting any attempt at any movement of my fingers that were still imbedded in her love box. I thought that she was now possibly seeking some relief from her somewhat over indulgence in sex activities. In the longer term of many minutes, I was wrong again. But for the immediate moments…..well…..

 

“Bobby ….Bobby  please stop!” followed by another yielding comment of “Oh Bobby!”  I knew to stop and not even make the slightest movement with my fingers. All was now very quiet in the cabin and in the sleep bag.

 

In a few minutes, I felt her hands releasing the pressure on my hand. Now an attempt was being made to very, very slowly have me withdraw my fingers that were still deep in sacred territory. There was an apparent tightness to her muscles that were holding my fingers somewhat firmly.  

 

 “Easy Bobby, go slow, easy,…. Easy….. Easy.”   There was an inhaling air between clenched teeth and then a relieved “ah-huh” followed by an exhaling of air as she slowly allowed my fingers to be released from the very wet confines of her love box. Now she just settled down in the sleeping bag with a great sigh.

 

 What a second intense climax from my unseen viewpoint. I could only imagine what she had experienced once again. Corinne sure did not seem to require much of a stimulus to climax and so far she did not seem to be at the end of her capabilities to climax again.

 

At this point, I became aware that my cock was completely soft; I was not horny and not sexually stimulated to any significant degree. I certainly was not ready for action. I was however, emotionally high with what I had been an unseen partner too in the almost complete darkness of the cabin with only my ears and hands to ‘see’. Truly what a tremendous emotional rush for me and I could only imaging what had happen to Corrine.

 

I felt her hand moving along my side and I took hold of it. She held on tight. We lay there side by side, very still and quiet. A few minutes later, she mentioned that I had not been taken care of.  I turned to her in the darkness and could sense she was looking at me. I told her to not worry about me. What she had done to me in the afternoon and again that night was just beautiful and so emotional satisfying for me.

 

Corrine replied that “My X would not be satisfied with me.”  I whispered “I’m not your X. Turn on your side and I’ll snuggle up to your back.”

 

 

 

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I snuggled up against her hips and back for a while. I had her flex her knees so I could get very close in contact with her body as we snuggled blissfully in the warmness of the sleeping bags.

 

I thought that she was asleep when I felt her hand slowly moving along side of my body. She found what she was seeking, held it and squeezed it gently to see if I was awake. I didn’t move but it was growing and swelling rapidly to the attention it was receiving.

 

 “Are you asleep?” I answered “Yes.”

 

 “Just what I expected you to answer!”

 

Corrine began to gently squeeze and massage my cock until it was at maximum hardness. I took the cheek of her ass and spread it slightly as Corinne also lifted her leg and placed it over mine. She was essentially spread wide open and I could only imagine her pussy lips slightly opened in the darkness with all the pinkness and wetness waiting for some loving attention.

I took hold of my cock and placed it accidentally close to the other more restricted accessed entrance to her body from behind. Corrine recoiled to my touching her there so close with a definite “No.”.

 

As I moved and probed to replace my cock against her body, she reached between her legs and placed my stiff cock at the entrance to her pussy while lifting her leg and replacing it over my legs once my cock was in place. Corrine flexed her hips and I pushed ever so lightly and it slid into a nice small, wet and tight tunnel. Her tightness caught me by surprise.

 

 

 She began to move and push back against me … I pressed against her for maximum depth. She was pressing against me while I continued my gentle pushing. Her hand was now on the cheek of my butt, trying to get me in deeper. She apparently grabbed our pillow from me as my half was pulled from under my head and face. Her body English was signaling she was cuddling amorously with the pillow as we picked up our rhythm of strongly thrusting back against each other.

 

 Corrine was breathing heavy already when she called out “Bobby!” The voice inflection was one of excitement. Again my name was called but with a higher pitch of excitement as she went to a softly panting. I began to pump fast as I could, my hips slapping against the cheeks of her butt. Every time she called my name with that voice inflection, it only signaled one thing, even if we had just started to play. I felt she was going to climax very soon …. she was just about there. She called my name once more with emotion and went silent and very still for a second or two. She erupted with a loud moan and long drawn out “Ooooohhhhh” ….. pushing against me while telling me she was cuming now. I was amazed at how many times she had now climaxed since I was with her and with so little stimulus and so quickly once I initiated any touching or caressing.

 

 I stayed against her as she began to roll onto her belly as I pumped hard. I tried to stay inside her as we rolled over within the sleeping bag. She spread her legs as she got on to her belly. I came almost as soon as she was on her belly. It was not as intense as some climaxes but the amount love juice I was squirting and the release of tension that I was feeling as I was cuming was so enjoyable after my long wait. I continued my climaxing while she was whispering “Ooooh I can feel you cuming in me.” I stayed on top of her back for a short time. I felt I was too heavy on her.

 

 I finally rolled on to my side as Corrine rolled with me without having my cock slip out from her pussy. She commented that we make a good couple with not having us come apart in that maneuver. We lay wedged together for a while until I got soft and my cock slipped out of Corrine and on to the side of her leg. It stayed between us as we lay there dozing in the darkness.

 

Corrine and I had been dozing. I was brought back to reality by her whispering that her sleeping bag felt very wet. I correctly assumed that was my queue that she was finally satisfied and done fucking. I now was supposed to do something about the little fish pond we had created in the sleeping bag. I unzipped my bag and stumbled across to the bathroom. From there, I knew where I could find the light switch for the one light hanging from the ceiling. I got some towels from the bathroom and returned to the bed saying “Close your eyes I’m putting on the light in here.”

 

 She had already moved to my side of the sleeping bag and was sound asleep …. snuggled up to my pillow and snoring. I unzipped her side of the bag, amazed at how big a wet spot was in the bag.  She must have flowed heavily or experienced multiple squirting ejaculations. Coupled with my more meager efforts resulted in the very large wet spot.

 

 I cleaned the spot as best as I could and placed two folded towels over the spot. I climbed back in and listened to the rain on the roof. I loved the noise of the rain hitting the roof …. With a sigh of contentment and the warmth of Corrine next to me I snuggled up to my pillow. Why did I always get stuck with the wet side?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 The next thing I knew it was morning and Corinne was sitting next to me beaming. I got a good morning kiss.  She had her PJs on and I commented

 

“Looks like you found them! How do you feel?”

 

Corrine shrugged her shoulders with I’m just OK but I would like some breakfast! I was sure she would have a head ache after what I sensed was too much to drink.

 

She asked how I got on her side of the sleeping bag. It was easier to say I didn’t know than to get into it. I stood up nude and put out my arms for her to come to me. She looked down at my tired, shriveled and lost little cock and commented that he looks content. She came to me and she felt so warm and lovable. This was one exciting woman and should make someone a good wife.

 

I held her close and said “You know that I just had a most beautiful and erotic experience with the most lovable woman in my life last night.  But I do not know what she looks like! If you were to remove your PJs would you be embarrassed to show me in the daylight?”

 

 Corrine back away from me and began to slowly unbutton the top of her PJs while telling me that she could not do this with just any man. She did not understand why she could do it with me without hesitation. When she reached the last button, the top was slowly opened to expose a body that was only ‘seen’ by my hands and fingers in complete darkness.

 

She completed the opening without taking her eyes from mine. Her breasts were extraordinary and I told her so. They were just as I imagined from seeing her with my hands. So long and thin near the tips with a light tan nipple that finished out her breast to a point. She then placed her thumbs into the top of her bottoms and slowly slid them down over her hips exposing her love nest that was covered in fine light blond hair. She straightened up and they fell to her ankles without further effort on her part.

 

“I’m a natural blond with just a high light in my hair as you can see. Well, what do you think?”

 

Grinning I commented “Things look delicious from over here!”

 

She was a gem of a woman and that was very evident in all she did since we were together. She came to me and put her head on my chest and held me for a minute before she commented

 

 “I’m just wondering how many times you have used this act in seducing a woman!” 

 

It seems to me she was probing me in a somewhat less than a vague way about previous encounters. I did not like her questioning but I remained silent. She then requested that we get dressed. I said not yet as I pulled her in close to me and just stood with her in a warm embraced. Both of our eyes were closed.

 

Now she recognized our state of undress and she stirred to being embarrassed with our daylight encounter. It was time to get dressed. She quickly made her way to the bathroom to make herself decent. I quickly got dressed and put on my jacket. I called out to her through the bathroom door that I needed a coffee and I’ll be back in a minute. I had my camping box with my coffee and extra items in the back of the truck which I retrieved into the cabin. Sure enough the extra items that I needed to make coffee were in the box. The Y socket for the light socket was there from the last time I stayed in similar cabins.

 

 I had Corrine put the coffee grounds and water in the pot. I pulled the table over until it was under the light socket and the put the extra chair on the table. I placed my box on the chair and stood on the only other chair in the cabin and replaced the light bulb with my Y socket. Corrine handed me the coffee pot with the very short electrical cord that I plugged in to the light fixture and put the pot on the top most box. I threw the light switch and announced with confidence that coffee will be served shortly.

 

There was only one chair left to sit on …. All other furniture in the cabin was being used to perk coffee. Until that moment, she did not know that I had stayed in these cabins before. Corrine was laughing as I pulled her to the bed and lay down along side of her. She looked at the randomly stacked table and chairs with the coffee pot on top. She laughed saying being with me was just one crazy event after another. I didn’t bother to tell her that I had done this exact coffee making furniture stack several in the past when I had stayed in these cabins. I never have remembered to bring a longer cord with me any time I came back to Yellowstone.

 

We just lay there looking into each others eyes and not saying anything. I had deep stirrings inside of me and it wasn’t sexual stirrings. Corrine could see that I was deep in thought as we lay there.

 

 She caressed my face and whispered, “Don’t you dare say anything!”

 

Now she was into more revisiting what had happened last night than continuing with her reflective thoughts...

 

“Bobby! I think I had a little too much to drink last night. Did I say or talk about any body? Did I talk too much?”

 

We were almost nose to nose with our heads on the pillow. Now with a little grin on my face.

 

 “Ahhh. Nope! I would have to say that talking is not what you did the most of last night. Noooooooo, what we did last night together was not talk! You were something special last night!”

 

Corrine started to just tickle me easily here and there and then stopped suddenly! I kept looking at her face on the pillow and she went from smiling to her eyes filling with tears. Corrine began to cry with deep sobbing and I had to pull her in close to me before she could stop.

 

 Soon she quieted down and said “I think the coffee is done perking.” I lifted my head to listen but all I could hear was the pouring rain on the roof of the cabin.  The coffee pot had gone quiet. The coffee was ready.

 

We sat and had coffee and hoped the rain would stop for a while but the forecast on the small radio was rain for the day. Corrine never brought up her crying spell and I let the situation pass. I suggested we go into West Yellowstone for the ride, get a bite to eat and see the town that she was not familiar with. It would be something to do in the rain and a woman can always find something to shop for.  We brought the wet sleeping bag to put in a clothes dryer in town. Corrine thought it was unusual that the bag was so wet. I made no comment except to say she could bring it too a cleaners to be professionally washed and dried when she returned home!

 

As drove along in the rain, she started to talk about herself and her family … just this and that ….a conversation to fill the time …. nothing serious. She finally came around to the wet sleeping bag and just mentioned it out of context to what she was talking about.  She said that she could hear her mother and father making love one night when she was young. She was snickering as she said they were having a good time because she could hear her mother being very vocal as the bed squeaked to the cadence of continuous sensual sex.

 

As she came down the stairs to the kitchen in the morning, her parents were in the kitchen laughing quietly. They were not aware that she was on the stairs listening. She heard her mother say to her father “You certainly buttered my muffin last night!”

 

I smiled at the statement and felt Corrine moving up on my neck as I drove. I thought that she was going to begin her ear nibbling act again.

 

 “No tongues in the ear while I drive!” 

 

Corrine told me to be quiet. She got close to my ear and whispered seductively “You certainly buttered my muffin last night didn’t you! I can tell you did. I remember some of the things we did together. That’s why the sleeping bag is so wet. Right?”

 

 I just shrugged my shoulders and just grinned.

 

 “You bring that muffin around any time and I’ll bring the butter.” Corrine liked my comment and just went back to snuggling against me as I drove.

 

Every time I had a quiet moment to think about Corrine all I could say to my self was

“What a woman!”

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The dream Part. 2

editor on Love Stories

The Dream part 2

By thedeep

Copyright 2005

As the boat headed south for a few days, Jim noticed Sally had grown restless.  It was hard for him to understand, they made love several times a day.  Sally just did not seem as passionate as she had been the first day.  He was worried that after all he had done to make her feel wanted and needed, that she was slipping away.  He had almost worshiped her, yet still she did not seem as happy as Jim would have thought.

When he looked into Sally’s eyes, gone was the sparks of fire that had been there.  Every time he was near her, he had his arm around her shoulders, and his hand squeezing her breast.  Jim felt that she was drawing away from him and he just could not let t
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hat happen.  Sally meant the world to him and he would be damned if he would let her toss it all away.  When he would ask her what was wrong he would get the standard woman’s answer of nothing.  Jim knew there was something wrong, something missing and he was getting mad at himself for being too stupid to figure it out.

The more he thought about it the madder he got, here he was on the boat he loved, sailing the ocean that he loved, with the woman whom he adored, and something was wrong.  How could this be, he had taken Sally from a loveless marriage, he had treated her like a queen, had almost obsessed at giving her attention and love, and something was wrong.  Damn, damn, damn, thought Jim; I had planned this to perfection, what in the living hell could be wrong.  I have given Sally everything she lacked in her marriage, and she was getting colder and colder.

When they anchored for the night and went below, Sally ran for the head and locked the door.  Jim stood outside the door and listened to the shower running, seething because they had been taking their showers together.  After a few minutes the shower stopped and Sally opened the door and ran past Jim to the cabin, again Jim heard the click of the lock on the door.  Jim had always been a kind loving man, who was slow to loose his temper, but the locked cabin door seemed to be the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Jim ran at the cabin door, and kicked it at the knob, the sound was like a rifle shot in the small cabin.  Sally jerked upright clutching the sheet to her body, she knew Jim had had enough.  He walked over to the bunk and jerked the sheet from her, to find she had one of his long shirts on.  He grabbed the front of the shirt and ripped the buttons open, pulling Sally across the bed.  The site of her beautiful naked body sent shivers down Jim’s spine, as he quickly shucked off his shorts and shirt.  Sally was trembling when he reached for her and tried to get away, but the cabin was just too small to allow her to escape.  

Jim caught the back of the shirt and it came the rest of the way off her body, but not before throwing her off balance and falling back on the bunk.  She tried to roll away from him but he caught her on her stomach, and straddled her body facing her feet.  Seeing Sally’s naked ass struggling to get out from under his weight, was a pleasing sight.  Well Jim thought to himself, you want to throw everything I have planned away, then I am going to enjoy this.  He brought his hand down hard upon the quivering globe of her ass, again and again, he just did not seem to hear her scream and cry.  He did not stop until both globes of her ass were a fiery red, and she had quit screaming but just lay whimpering.  

God his cock was hard as iron, and his precum was leaking all over her ass.  Oh what a sight, he started rubbing the slippery liquid around her ass, and she seemed to shift to open her legs.  He could not help remembering the sight of his finger plunging in and out of her ass the other night, so he got off of Sally and pulled her up onto her hands and knees.  He sought out and found her wetness leaking from her pussy, and used it to lube her asshole.  In went his finger twisting and moving from side to side, pulling out and then thrusting back.  Oh Christ what an awesome sight.  

He could stand it no longer and he aimed his hard cock at her dripping pussy, sinking to the hilt.  He removed his finger from her ass and inserted his thumb, while he took her from the rear.  He could feel his thumb thru the thin separation between her ass and pussy.  He rocked and pumped, with his other hand he reached around and mauled her tits.  He pumped her for what seemed like hours as her pussy spasmed  around his cock.  Sally whimpered and moaned like he had never heard her do before when they made love.  She seemed to be trying to suck him into her super hot pussy.

He felt it coming, he could not stop it or slow it down as he thrust like a wild man into her.  With a final brutal thrust, he tried to bury himself in her womb, as he shot rope after rope of his hot cum into her.  He fell off of her back, onto the bunk. He fully expected her to jump up and run from the cabin, locking herself into the head again.  But to his surprise Sally snuggled into his arms, throwing one of her legs across his body.  Her hand gently caressing his shrinking member, she kissed him with the passion that had been missing for the last few days.  

Sally kissed down his chest, down his stomach, until she reached her goal.  She took Jim’s limp cock into her mouth, tasting his and her juices, and gently began to suck it.  It did not take long for her to get a rise out of his cock, so she swung her legs across him and inserted him into her steaming pussy.  She placed her hands on his chest and rode him as she screamed his name.  Jim reached for her and pulled her down to him, looking into the fiery sparkle that had returned to her eyes.  He kissed her eyes and sought out her lips, their tongues entwined and she rode him.  Sally rode him until she felt Jim’s cock swell in her and she hopped off to catch his essences in her mouth.  

She swallowed every drop and tried to milk more from him, then crawled back up into Jim’s arms.  Jim kissed her and cuddled her, he was sure he would never tire of her.  She was almost perfect, she just need a little attitude adjustment from time to time, and Jim would enjoy giving it to her.



there is a part three ---if I get enough intrest

Worth the Wait

fkallstar10 on Love Stories

(This story may not be like any other that you read, this is my first time writing a story, so please go easy on the reviews.  But don't lie to me if it's not the best. I have changed the year of this story to protect our real age, and I also altered our names. For those of you who are just looking for sex...I'm sorry, but this story may not be for you)

In mid August of ----, I met the woman that I knew would be with me for the rest of my life.  At the time we were extremely young, and some would say that what we did when we were together to be "wrong" because of our age (only 15).

We simply knew that we were in Love, we spent every moment that we could together.  Whether it be talking on the phone or over the
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internet.  But the times that we really remember were when we were both together, when we could touch each other physically.  The only problem that we encountered was the fact that we lived 2 and a half hours from one another, being as hard as it was, with people telling us that "long distance relationships never work out", isn't exactly the easiest thing in the world to do.
But we Loved each other with every ounce of energy that we could afford.

At the time we would do things that normal teenagers that were dating would do, go to theme parks, out to the movies, or even to the mall.  But there were also some things that we did that weren't exactly normal for our age group.

Things that you couldn't see Cassie and I doing.  There were times when we got rather intimate and sexual.

At the beginning of our relationship we had promised that we wouldn't have sex until we were married, and with horomones like ours, that wasn't an easy promise.

Anyway, back to the story...

When we would lay together, watching a movie or just cuddling with each other we would start to kiss.  And I'm definately not talking about an ordinary peck on the lips, this was full out war between the tongues.  We would start to get so full of passion that clothes would just seem to slip right off of our bodies.  First it would be our shirts(usually I would manage to get Cassie's off first, but sometimes she could get to mine before i got to hers), then somehow our pants would slowly work their way down our hips and legs, until I was left in my boxers (not that they were doing me much good, as my stiff dick was poking through them) and she was left only in her thong.  My god was that a sight to see, she was by far one of the most beautiful girls that I had ever seen.  Her breasts has the most rounded figure and half dollar sized nipples that I could have sucked and licked for hours.  On occasion i did suck her lucious breasts for a half an hour at the least.  After I was done with her nipples and breasts, we would kiss again, her on top of me, skin on skin, and god, that was the most wonderful feeling in the entire world ( well all right there were quite a few other feelings that could give it a run for its money.

As we kissed, i would work my way down, past her breasts, past her stomach, until I reached the wonderful world of the vagina.  I would lick and kiss her clit as if there would be no tomorrow, and ever so slowly I would tease her by going around and around the entrance of her vagina, and when she was as wet as possible, my tongue would plunge as deep as it would go, feeling the warm, wet, and tight feeling of the softest flesh on a woman's body.  Ever so slowly i pushed my middle finger into her, trying to ignore her moans of discomfort.  I knew that she would Love it after she gave it a chance.  As I worked the finger in, I would lick at her clit some more, this is where it hit her, her first orgasm with me, the first orgasm that I had encountered with a woman.  The smell was overwhelming and made me lick her more, I counted 1 more orgasm as I licked her.

Feeling that she had been satisfied, she sat up and pushed me on my back.  I didn't know what to expect...maybe a handjob at the best. 

Boy was I wrong, as soon as her face came close to my throbbing dick coated with precum I knew what was about to take place.  I was going to recieve my first blowjob from my first True Love.  As she lowered her head down over my member and took her first lick of dick :) this made shivers run up and down my spine.  She seemed to like the taste of my precum as she stuck the head of my penis into her mouth and sucked hard.  Oh my god!!!  If you haven't had your woman give you head, I strongly reccomend that you do it, and do it soon!!  She slid my dick into her mouth, it hurt at first as she scraped it up against the braces on her teeth, but i just told her to watch her teeth, and she realized that she had hurt me and was much more gentle.  In and out, her saliva all over my penis shaft and head.  I knew that it wouldn't be long until I blew my load, so I asked her where she wanted it, she didn't reply she just kept sucking my cock, in and out, in and out, three times more and BAM! I was off like a rocket. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, strands of cum shot out of my dick into my Cassie's mouth.

I think this is one of our more erotic/ Romantic encounters, and I'm hoping that there will be many more.

If there is positive feedback I may write more as it occurs.
-Ryan


After Party

phoenix414 on Love Stories


   "Uh, I had no idea someone could talk so long." Cassandra tossed her purse and shawl onto the bookcase as she kicked off her shoes and slumped into a soft leather chair.

   "Come now, It wasn't that bad, and besides, I haven't seen my uncle in years, it was the least I could do to attend his birthday party." Johnathan loosened the tie around his neck with a smoothe, strong gesture of his hand, and tossed it lightly onto his wifes own discarded accesories.
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   "True, but thats no reason to be dragging me along. I was five seconds away from strangling your mother in law, and if you hadn't interrupted her I would have."

   "oh please, she was just making small talk"

   "I don't believe 'My Cassandra, I'm surprised you came wearing anything at all.' is just making small talk."

   "So was I, to tell you the truth." John said with a wry grin. Cassandra, possesing all the grace and poise a proper lady should have, politley answered him by hurling a pillow as hard as she could at his face. John dodged it by scant inches. "So that's why they're called throw pillows." he said laughing as she stood up and walked towards him.

   Cassandra wrapped her arms around his necked and drew him into her kiss. They stood there, John's own arms resting casually on the small of her back as their lips moved together in a passionate embrace. they pulled apart and a single breathe emerged from both.
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   Cassandra looked up into John's eyes as she slowly slid her hands down to unbutton his dark green blazer. once the final button released, she slid her hands along his tight chest, up to his shoulders and slid the jacket off and onto the floor. Her hands then came back forward and began to carefully, seductively work open his dress shirt. she pulled it free of his tightening waist as she neared the bottom. Now open, Cassandra could see Johns chest rise and fall as his breathe increased its pace. his abdomen relaxed and tightened with each cycle, showing toned muscles which craved her attention.


   Just like the Jacket she slid her hands across his chest and over his shoulders, stopping briefly to feel the rigid muscles tremble slightly beneath her fingers. At last the shirt was off, no longer even a memory, she once more looked up at him, into his eyes, and she could see that longing desire that she herself felt, but it would do no good to simply let him take her, no, it had to be done slowly, so that the ecstasy could build, so that the pleasure of each touch, each caress could be added to that final moment.

   His hands moved to her own soft shoulders. He could have easily torn off the light dress she wore, but he too understood that to rush such a thing would only spoil it. His hands moved smoothly as the straps slid off her arms. The dress, no longer supported, fell to the floor, revealing the Lace bra and panties she had chosen for just this occasion. His eyes took her in, not simply her chest or waist, but all of her. His eyes drank in her essence, from the craceful curve of her wrist, to the soft form of her feet up to the fine nape of her neck. Finally, his eyes came to rest upon her face, her full lips that whispered of fantasies unimagined, her eloquent nose so modest and shy, her ears and brow, begging for his soft kiss, and her eyes, eyes that were a reflection of his own soul. he moved to her and once more kissed her, deeply ... passionately ... longingly.

They split apart and he lifted her effortlessly into his arms. He strode determined into the bedroom and carefully set her down on the mattress. John kicked off his shoes, and removed his socks as Cassandra unhooked her bra. She pressed her hand to her chest, not yet allowing her breasts to taste the nght air. John unbuckled his pants and slid them off his waist letting gravity take them to the ground. He stepped clear and stood before her like a greek god come down from olympus.

   She could but only watch as he slippped onto the bed, coming up to rest beside her. He gingerley wrapped his fingers around the arm which held the bra to her chest. She made no attempt to stop him, as he lifted the sheer cloth from her ample chest and tossed it to the side. his hand caressed the soft mound of flesh, working his thumb along her nipple until it became hard. She moaned softly as his toung at last pressed against her. She felt wave after wave of pure ecstacy roll through her. his toungue continued to massage her stiffened nipples as his hand drifted down her smooth stomach.
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   His fingers gently probed the edge of her panties seeking to enter the temple of her sexuality. At last they pushed under the elastic band, and slid into Cassandra's wet cunt. the moved back and forth across her clitorus, eliticing sharp moans of pleasure from her lips. she gripped the sheets as the combination of John's rough tongue on her nipples and strong fingers inside her made her orgasm. Her body trembled as she was bombarded with flashes of intense ecstasy. John moved down to her waist and slid her panties, soaked from the excitement, off of her legs. He positioned himself above her and finally pushed himself deep into her. She froze as she felt his rock hard membrane enter her vagina. Feeling his shaft so deeply inside her sent another current along her spine, causing her to arch her back as the feeling enveloped every inch of her.


   John waited a moment before begining to slowly flex his waist in a rythmic pulse. He watched as each thrust forward sent another tremble throughout Cassandra's body. her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open in a silent moan. She was long gone, and it was his job to make sure she experienced that feeling for as long as possible. His momentum built as the pleasure from before added onto his evergrowing fervor of excitement. He could feel the release building inside him as his cock pushed back and forth between them. Sweat rolled down his face as their combined body heat surrounded them, increasing the already passionate mood. John closed his eyes, picturing in his mind Cassandra's creamy skin and graceful form. His body froze and his eyes shot open. His own back arched as every muscle in his body tensed. He stared at nothing as he reached the pinnacle of ecstasy. His body trembling as his testicles pumped his hot semen deep inside her. She felt his release, and lost herself as multiple orgasms ripped through her, threatening to consume her entire self.

John collapsed beside her, his own deep labored breathes matching hers. they stared at each other as a feeling of euphoria swept through them. Their eyes slowly focused on one another as their hearts began to beat more softly. He reach a hand to her and pressed it lovingly against her cheek. She took it into her own and soflty leaned over and kissed him. They moved together and embraced, at last falling into a calm, peaceful slumber.





A Night of Many Firsts

jenny008 on Love Stories

     I logged into my dating account online, hoping for nothing more than to meet someone new that night in June. What I found was one lonely man who quickly became a big part of my life. I am moving to be with him but I should start with our firsts, I guess.         

     I had signed up with this particular site hoping to relieve the boredom I had felt since my husband and I had separated months before. For several years, I had devoted myself and my life to my husband, remaining in a loveless marriage for lack of anythng better to do. We had grown comfortable with each other and perhaps a bit compla

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cent. In our daily lives, we rarely spoke, even more rare was sex. Neither of us felt fulfilled by fucking each other and had tired of even making an effort any longer. So, I logged on. 

     There, I met John. He was 6 feet 3 inches (a whole foot taller than I), gentle, looking for someone to be friends with or possibly more, and stuck in the same kind of relationship I was wiith Edward. Oh, yeah. He was also black. After looking at his profile and reading every little word, I decided to allow him to contact me outside the site. I don't know what possessed me to do it, but i sent him my e-mail address and soon, he was online and we were chatting.

     We started out by talking about everyday, little things. You know - age, sex, location, jobs we held, the weather - that kind of thing. Soon, we discovered we had so many things in common that we could be related to each other. While he had grown up and learned a trade in the Cayman Islands and I had done the same here in the states, we were a perfect match in everything except height and location. He was currently in Florida and I was in Southeastern Idaho. Might as well have been seperate countries. Either way, we began a wonderful relationship that began to grow as time went by.

     Soon, we were trading pictures over the net, becoming more and more daring until I eventually told him that all these pictures were old and that I didn't have a cam any longer. He immediately signed off and I wrote him off as just another pic ho. To my surprise, the next day, he logged on and asked for my address. He said he was sending me a "present" that I would like and that he wanted me to promise to use it. I said ok and he wished me a good evening and signed out again. This left me wondering what he was sending and if I had done the right thing by giving out my address. In a fight later that evening with my ex, I forgot all about it and went to bed in tears.

     To my surprise, at 11am the next morning, I answered the door to the ups man with a box from John. He had sent it overnight mail. I signed on the line on the screen and quickly closed my front door with a blush, realizing my black silk robe had fallen open to the delivery man's gaze, revealing my double d breasts and cleanly shaven pussy. I carried the box to my bedroom and logged in to find John waiting for me. He asked if I had openedit yet and I told him no. He demanded that I do so immediately and I ripped the tape off the box.

     Inside, I discovered five little packages. The first I picked out of the bubble wrap was a pricey webcam. I knew it was pricey due to the field I am in. I plugged it in, installing the software quickly so that John could see me retrieve the other items from the box. I then looked back in, once I was sure he could see, and gasped in surprise at the remaining contents. Inside were two vibrators (with batteries), one buttplug, and a bottle of very expensive lubricant. The purchase order listed the total price at $243.72 including shipping. John asked me if I was ok. Evidently, I had begun to blush and he could see it very clearly. The doorbell rang again and I rushed from the room, my face burning.

     It was the ups boy again, with a second, smaller package. I signed again and felt his gaze linger on my cleavage, very visible again. I leaned in and kissed his cheek and said thank you and closed the door on his hot face, giggling to myself as I locked the door again. I carried this box into the bedroom and faced the cam again. John had a cell phone in his hand and my box began to ring and vibrate as he put it up to his ear. I dropped it then laughed at myself and quickly opened the box, eager to hear his voice for the first time.

     I flipped the little black phone open and breathlessly answered. "Hello."

     "Hello, beautiful," I heard a deep, gentle voice respond. "How do you like your gifts?"

      "Well, I'm kinda surprised. We've only been doing this for a couple of weeks and you sent me some very personal stuff, here." I replied, blushing once again. "What do you expect me to do with all of this? I know what I want to do but I have never let anyone else see me do those things."

     "Honey, the toys are for you to use however and whenever you want. The cell phone is for us to talk when we're at work and want to chat. You can call me any time you want during the day. The cam is so that I can see whatever you want to show me and to see your beautiful face and body. Nice pussy and tits, by the way."

     I blushed again, even harder realizing my robe had slipped open again. Then, I decided to give him a show. I turned off the cam, telling him that I would be back in a minute. I quickly loaded the batteries, slid the wrapping off the lube and buttplug and adjusted the cam so he could see the bed. I then sat on the bed and turned the cam back on, using the remote control. I leaned back on my elbows and spread my legs, dripping lube onto my pussy and rubbing it gently down into the crack of my ass. I then slid the butt plug over my mound and down to my hole, asking him where he thought it should go. “Slide it into your ass, darling,” he growled. I could see his hand slide off of the desk and slip down to the bulge inside his shorts. He began to stroke his cock and I watched him on the screen just as he was watching me. I slipped the head of the plug into my ass, feeling the puckered hole slowly open under the pressure until, with a soft grunt, it slid into place, filling my ass completely. I slapped the end of it, sending a shock through my ass and gave a soft tug to make sure it was securely in place. “Oh, yeah,” he breathed into my ear softly. “Now, play with that amazing pussy for me, baby. I don’t care what you use on it, just don’t stop. I love what I see.”

     I grabbed up the smaller of the two vibes and turned it on, stroking my clit gently with it before slowly inserting an inch into my tight wet hole. I eased it back out with a soft groan and slid it back in. Two inches. I repeated this again and again for him, masturbating to the sound of his quickened breathing and the sight of his now erect cock loose in his hands, being stroked to just the same rhythm as the toy in my cunt. I now had it deep in my pussy, pounding away with the vibration turned on low. With a devilish smile, I pulled it from my dripping wet gash and turned it off, laying it aside and reaching for the larger. I glanced at it as I grabbed it, doubting if it’s 12 inch long thick shaft would fit but I decided I would give it my best.

     I pushed the head of the toy against my now swollen clit and heard him gasp in my ear. “Honey, are you sure that’s going to fit? I might have misjudged on sending you that one.” I reassured him by suddenly thrusting it into my snatch. It only went in about 4 inches at first. Then, I turned on the vibration. My pussy responded by opening wider and eagerly gulping at the pulsating toy, pulling it in deeper and deeper until about ten inches was buried in my quivering flesh. My juices dripped and I began to pump it in and out, thrusting my hips into the air. Sucking sounds and moans filled the air as I went faster and faster. My gaze had drifted away from the screen and I suddenly felt a new sensation. There was a buzzing in my ass. The butt plug had come alive, gently vibrating away. I yelped in surprise and John laughed in my ear. “New sensation, dear?” he chuckled.
    
     I looked at the screen, seeing the little box in his hand as he turned up the juice again. My hips were bucking and my orgasm was building. I could see the head of his 8 inch cock growing and swelling in his hand, his balls tightening with pressure as he watched me quiver and hold back the orgasm.

     “Just cum, baby. I want to see you cum,” he whispered in my ear as he turned up the plug to full power. I pumped harder and suddenly, I was cumming, squirting all over my green satin coverlet at the cam while I watched his jizm pour from the head of his engorged cock. My pussy and ass convulsed as I had the most intense, double orgasm I had ever had in my life. He turned down and then off the butt plug, easing me out of cumming slowly. I did likewise to the vibe in my pussy and slid it out, laying it beside its much smaller counterpart on the coverlet. I lay there, gasping and moaning into the phone while he turned the butt plug on and off, teasing me and watching me jump all over the bed as he did so. “Mmmmmm….that was wonderful. Thank you for the birthday present, honey,” he whispered in my ear. “Do you want that plug out or would you leave it in over night for me? I want to wake you up by giving you another orgasm, if you’ll let me.”

     I told him I would leave it in and we signed off for the night, hanging up and crawling under the covers, removing the soiled coverlet and letting it fall to the floor. I thought about what I had just experienced for a while. It was a night of many firsts. My frst anal orgasm, my first phone sex, the first time I had masturbated for anyone, and the first time I had ever had dp of any type. I was about to drift into sleep when my ass buzzed and a text arrived on the new cell. “Just a reminder” it said. I grinned and sent back a quick, “Thank you. It was wonderful and a shock. Talk to you in the morning,” and fell asleep, dreaming of my wake up call.
 

Mrs. Goodwin

ClarinetAndrew on Love Stories

While I was in junior high in the mid 1970's, the administration made the progressive move of making, on a trial basis, two of the ninth grade PE classes coeducational. One was to be taught by one of the boy’s PE coaches, and the other my one of the girl’s PE teachers.

The boy’s coaches were very selective in their choices for this project. They only picked the best behaved boys, not necessarily the best athletes. The girl’s coaches on the other hand seemed to pick any girl who volunteered. I was one of those boys chosen.

While we, my buddies and me, were waiting for the teachers to be announced we speculated and discussed who

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m we wanted to be our first female PE teacher. The favourite was Miss Rodgers, a young slender red head. The least preferred was Mrs. Cole, a fat, elderly woman who liked boys about as much as she liked slime mold, and girls only slightly better. Mrs. Cole wore her greying blonde hair in a short and severe hair style that screamed ‘Butch!’ In the end it was Mrs. Goodwin who was my first lady PE teacher.

This is the story of Mrs. Goodwin and me.

I got along well with Mrs. Goodwin from the start. I was well behaved with good manners. Mrs. Goodwin selected me to lead the group exercises that we did at the beginning of each class because I could bellow like a Drill Instructor. Also, I was entrusted with the running of little errands for Mrs. Goodwin, and that helped me get out of some of the more onerous games, like paddle tennis. Where Mrs. Goodwin and I really hit it off was with our enjoyment of running track. She had been on the track team when she was at university, and was glad to pass on some tips and pointers to me.

In those days the girl’s coaches wore baggy navy-blue walking shorts and light-blue polo shirts with the school logo on the left breast. Mrs. Goodwin herself was tall, with long legs. She wore her medium brown hair short, with no real attempt to make it stylish. Her face, arms and legs were well tanned. She was not what would be called ravishingly beautiful, with a long, somewhat angular, face, but wholesome looking. She a very sweet smile, and her light blue eyes that would sparkle when she did. One thing that I noticed early on was the surgery scare on her left knee. With all that said, I really liked Mrs. Goodwin, as a teacher and as a person.

The highlight of the year in PE was the yearly school track meet, and this year the highlight was to be a head-to-head contest of the 4x100 yard relay, Mr. Hannigan’s coed PE class versus Mrs. Goodwin’s class. The rules were that each class would have two boys and two girls on the relay team, and they could run any leg. After try outs and practice I was selected to run the anchor leg of this important race.

When the day of the track meet finally arrived, I was ready. I did well in my other events: the standing and running long jump; and the 50, 100 and, 440-yard dashes. The 4x100 yard relay was the last event of the day. I won’t bother you with the details of the race, just suffice it to say that Carla gave me a two-stride lead going into the anchor leg, and I never looked back.

I stuck around after the meet to help put away the equipment and bleachers. When that job was done, I headed to the locker room to shower and change. When I was ready to leave school, I went by the girl’s PE office to say my good-bye to Mrs. Goodwin.

When I entered the office, I didn’t see anyone.

"Hello! Mrs. Goodwin!" I called, "It’s Andrew."

"I’m here in the back," came her muffled reply. "Come on back!"

If the girl’s PE building was laid out like the boy’s, I was headed toward the coaches locker room.

The door to the locker room was about halfway open, I poked my head in. Mrs. Goodwin was seated with her back to me on the bench in front of her open locker. She only had on her bra and full sized briefs, ‘grannie panties.’

I stammered an apology and started to withdraw. My thoughts were in a jumble. I was startled, embarrassed, and turned on all at once. Mrs. Goodwin looked over her shoulder with a smile.

"Come on in, Andrew. I won’t bite."

I entered the locker room, still staying by the door, ready to make a hurried exit if needed.

"You did a great job at the tack meet today, Andrew."

"Thank you, Mrs. Goodwin."

"‘Mrs. Goodwin’ is too formal for friends, Andrew. When we aren’t in class, you should call me ‘Joan.’"

"Ah . . . Okay, Joan," I sort of stammered. She said we were friends. I liked that. I had always been fond of Mrs. Goodwin. In a heartbeat I realized that all along I had crush on her. Mrs. Goodwin had shown me nothing but kindness, and I always wanted to please her. My mind was in a whorl. Here I was, talking with my PE teacher, in the coaches locker room, while she was wearing only her underwear. And she was acting as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do.

"I’ve enjoyed having you in my class this semester, Andrew. You have always been such a nice young man."

"Thanks, Mrs. Goodwin," I said, falling back into formality. "I’ve liked being in your class."

"Just another couple of weeks and you’re off for the summer. Any vacation plans?"

"I don’t think so. Mom has to work, and I’m going to summer school at the high school." My mom had a rule: unless I had a paying job I had to go to summer school.

"Andrew, would you be a dear and undo my bra?" she asked.

I would have walked on the ceiling if she had asked me to! I stepped over to Mrs. Goodwin. I knew how bras were fastened, having helped my mom sort laundry. I undid the three hooks and gently let my hands fall to my sides.

Joan took the straps off of her shoulders and tossed the now empty bra into her locker.

This was in the days before sports bras had even been thought of, so Mrs. Goodwin had to wear her bra tight to keep her breasts from bouncing too much. I saw the deep marks on her shoulders from the straps, and I felt sorry. I didn’t like to see anyone suffering. On impulse, I reached up and started to massage her shoulders and neck. The simple act of touching her bare skin made my penis stir in my jeans again.

"Oh, Andrew, oh . . . yes, that feels so good," she said rolling her neck in enjoyment.

I worked my way lower down her back. I started to really massage deeply. I could feel the tension squirt out of her muscles, like toothpaste out of a tube. Joan leaned over so I could reach her entire back.

After several moment she let out a deep, satisfied sigh. "Thank you, Sweetie," Joan said looking back over her shoulder. "You do that very well."

"Thanks, Joan." I was looking at her panty clad bottom. Her briefs were of thin cotton, so there was just a hint of flesh underneath. A very intriguing sight for a fifteen years old boy.

"You’ve had a good look at my back, Andrew. Would you like to look at my front?"

I was dumbfounded! Here was a mature woman inviting me to look at her breasts. Not some furtive peeking at some classmates budding titties, just come on and have a look.

It took me a moment or two to find my voice again. "Yes, Mrs. Goodwin, I would like to look at your front." I did not trust myself to say the word ‘breasts.’

I sidled around the bench until our knees were almost touching. I could not really take my eyes off of my shoes. I was embarrassed and scared that something awful was going to happen.

"Don’t worry dear," Joan said in a reassuring voice. "They won’t hurt you."

With that I looked up. All guys want to have something sophisticated or cool to say at a time like this. "Gee, Mrs. Goodwin, what did you do to make them so beautiful?" is what I blurted out.

She threw her head back and laughed. I had the pleasure of seeing her breasts jiggle as she laughed. My penis was making its presence known by its incessant pulsing.

Mrs. Goodwin smiled at me as she reached out and touched my cheek. "Andrew, that is the sweetest thing anybody as said to me in a long, long time."

"What about Mr. Goodwin?"

Joan sighed again. "He doesn’t look at me all that often anymore." My parents had been divorced since I was five years old, and too young to read the signs, so I didn’t know that intimacy was often an early casualty of marriage.

I now took the time to have a good look at Joan’s breasts. They were full, sort of pear-shaped, and low slung with large pale pink areolas and prominent nipples. She turned a little left and right so I could see them from several different angles. They were very nice. My penis was threatening to burst out of my jeans.

"Have you ever seen a woman’s breasts before?"

"No."I was too absorbed in staring at her breasts to reply with more than monosyllables.

"Not even in a magazine?" Joan asked playfully.

"No . . . Well, maybe once or twice," I admitted.

"Sweetie," Joan said softy, "I want you to touch them."

I must have given her a look of blank surprise because she nodded her head at me and smiled again.

Slowly, in part wanting to savor the moment and part apprehension, I reached out to Joan’s beautiful breasts.

The moment that I first touched Joan was an instant to savor. Her breasts were soft, yet at the same time firm. And they were warm to the touch. Purely out on male instincts I began to gently squeeze and caress them. My efforts were rewarded by the magical feeling of Joan’s nipples becoming erect against the palms to my hands.

Joan moaned softly and put her hands on mine. "Oh Sweetie, that feels wonderful."

All I could do was give a gentle squeeze as an answer.

"Kiss them, Sweetie, kiss them," Joan ordered breathlessly.

Reluctantly I released her breasts, and knelt down between her legs.

I bent slightly to start kissing Joan’s breasts. I resisted the impulse to head straight for the nipple of her right breast. Instead I started my kisses at the base. With tenders kisses I slowly inched my way across and down toward her nipple.

"Oh Andrew," she murmured, "You have the softest lips!"

As I approached the areola, I started kissing around the edge, gradually spiraling closer and closer toward the nipple of her breast.

"Oh Sweetie, you are such a tease!"

When I eventually reached Joan’s nipple, I gave it the lightest kiss, then another a little harder, then finally I took the sweet jewel in my mouth.

Joan started stroking my hair.

"Sweetie, that feels wonderful! Don’t stop. It’s been so long!" She then pulled me close, between her beautiful breasts. She kissed me on the top of my head, then she took my head and with her hands on both sides brought me up to kiss her on the lips. She gave me a very long and tender kiss.

"We have to wait. We can’t let someone catch us here."

I nodded dumbly.

"Can you come to my house, Sweetie?"

I had found my voice again. "Sure, where do you live?"

Joan rattled off an address. It was only about two miles from campus, in the opposite direction from my house. I nodded in agreement. It would not be too far of a bike ride. "I need to call my mom," I said as I stood up.

"Use the phone on my desk." Joan smiled again at me. "Now scoot!" she said playfully.

I had just settled in behind Mrs. Goodwin’s desk when Mrs. Cole came into the office. It was a good thing too: my penis was making a bulge in the front of my jeans.

"What are you doing here?" she snapped.

"Mrs. Goodwin said I could use the phone to call my mom, Mrs. Cole."

"All right," she said, "Just make it quick." She then did something very odd: she smiled at me. "You did an excellent job at the track meet today, young man."

"Thank you, Ma’am." I knew that it was best to be very formal with Mrs. Cole.

"I wanted to beat the pants off of Mr. Hannigan’s class."

"Yes, Ma’am."

With a nod Mrs. Cole headed back toward the locker room.

I picked up the phone and asked the school operator for an outside line. I dialed my mom’s work number.

"Hi Mom."

"Oh hi there. I’m glad you called. I was going to call you. Ray has asked me to go out to dinner and a movie tonight." Ray was my mom’s boyfriend. I was not that fond of him, but that is another story. "You’ll have to find your own dinner."

"Then I guess it’s okay if I go over to Hal’s house then?" I said giving a plausible lie. Hal was my best friend, and I often went over to his house on the way home from school.

"Of course, dear."

"Maybe I can mooch a meal off of Mrs. Taylor."

Mom laughed. Mrs. Taylor, Hal’s mom, had the well deserved reputation of being a really lousy cook. Hal often came over for meals at our house. "Maybe you can, but there is a casserole in the freezer if you’d rather."

"Okay, Mom." I said brightly. "You and Ray have a good time."

"Sure thing. Bye."

"Bye Mom." I said as hung up the phone. It was all set. I knew that Ray would keep Mom out until at least midnight, so I had no time constraints.

I figured that it would take Mrs. Goodwin another fifteen minutes or so to shower and change. I had enough time to go to my locker, get my book bag and then get my bike.

ilovecarolyn on Love Stories

after 4 years of us both living with other people ,we both became single again..carolyn came over..we both knew we wanted each other but we just started by talking..4 years of wanting my ex was about to change..all the nights i thought of carolyn\'s hot tits and beautiful ass was about to become reality again..when she walked in the house i tried real hard to control myself from getting hard.after all it had been a long time since we saw each other..we fought and disagreed but we always just loved to fuck.carolyn loves big cock and i never let her down..we had that look in our eyes but we waited just a while...we walked over to sit on the couch and talked ..

i could care less what was said,i just had to get inside her pussy really soon.our eyes were so much in contact..we stared c

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onstantly at each other..we move closer and our lips barely touched..we were waiting and wanting each other soo bad...she kissed my lips like no one ever has..my cock started throbbing and i know if i reached down into her cunt it would be soaking wet...we kissed and kissed ...i had my mind on reaching down her blouse and grabbing onto her big beautiful tits..carolyn\'s tits are so hot...freckles with nice pink nipples..i grabbed her left tit and she moaned with pleasure..i started twisting her nipple and pulled her bra back..now squeezing both her tits i licked her nipples...they were so hard..she moaned again..she put her hand down my pants and moaned,wow i forgot how big you are... let\'s go in the bedroom and fuck carolyn said...we walked holding hands,stopping every two steps to kiss and press our crotches into each other as hard as we could.we got to the bed and her jeans came down.we never stopped kissing...we both know we are totally in love with each other at this point.i just need her to be my wife..she laid on the bed and spread her thighs...i love her thighs,a bit chubby and so hot..i then plunged my cock into her pussy..it was pulsing and hot..carolyn gets me harder than anyone i\'ve ever fucked..probably because i love her more than i ever loved anyone...she screamed fuck me deeper...every time she wanted it deeper...i had every inch of my cock so far up into her cunt..she said that hurts so bad but she never wanted me to stop..every time i was pounding her she screamed louder...we kept saying i love you to each other..we\'re now engaged to get married and i love carolyn with all my heart..

Dinner

seriouslysensualguy on Love Stories

Dinner

 

A short drive to the shore and a couple of back streets of the shore community found them at a little shack like eatery.  As they walked in the place was abuzz of activity and the only place available to sit was at the small bar.  They ordered glasses of Kendal Jackson Chardonnay, oysters New York style for their aphrodisiac qualities some clam chowder and a small order of special spiced fish spread to go with the crackers.

Throughout the meal they eyed each other with that misty look of what was to cum next.  He compl

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emented her several times for how nice she looked and sweetly whispered in her ear his appreciation for the magnificent moment she’d given him earlier looking inside her mystical womanly chamber and seeing the throws of passion quivering the walls of her pleasure passage and fully witnessing the luscious lubricating liquid leak onto his capturing tongue.  Whenever he replayed the moment in his mind it was greeted with chills and body racking shivers. 

Their plan was to walk the shore after dinner then check into the beach front lodging they had decided would offer them a romantic scene to go along with the erotic play they were going to share.    

 

The water in the gulf was too chilly to wade deep into but barefoot it provided a refreshing experience as the small waves washed up the beach.  The walk had taken them nearly out of sight of the evening shore lights and left them nearly alone with only the occasional evening jogger or night walker passing by.  As the evening grew darker they made their way up into the sand dunes overlooking the beach and back away from eyesight of any possible passers by.  Long deep passionate kisses soon found them lying on the sand; her hand had found its way into his pants to discover his ever harder growing bone. He exhaled audibly as her hand grasped fully around the stiff shaft, he so loved how she held him as he fully developed into full erect arousal by pumping her hand as if inside her.  He enjoyed her occasional aggressive approach because it gave him reassurance she wanted him as much as he wanted her.  He was always very surprised by how much she enjoyed pleasing him or letting him appreciate her feminine unique nesses. 

 

His mind snapped to a moment stored in his mind when they had been discussing how much each of them adored the qualities of one another and of the physical and verbal sexual turn-ons that enhanced their sensual ness and made them hard or wet and when he then had jumped off the chair he’d been sitting in while they were talking and instantly put his face between her legs to discover how intoxicating she smelled and how quickly she’d gotten moist just talking about it.  He so enjoyed making her cream.

 

Laying in the dunes his hand too had found its way into her pants but outside her high cut  panties rubbing the slit of her pussy through the material then moving his hand farther into her pants to cup her entire mound and then began using the palm of his hand to caress the top of her womanhood and his middle finger to moisten the crouch of her panties even more and telling her as they deeply kissed how he liked making her creamy wet and how he wanted to inspect in more detail later, what she was making on his behalf.  The sounds of her soft moans were muffled by the cool night sea breeze and the rushing sounds of the water meeting the shore. His finger moved aside the now very wet crouch of the panty material and slipped his firm long middle finger just into the entrance of her passage.  Teasingly he played with her while humping her hand in his pants gripped around his cock like it was his stiff meat inside of her.  Soon she was pleading with him to go deeper and move more, he new she wanted to cum this way and he enjoyed her telling him how she wanted it to happen and he complied instantly to meet her needs and wants.  Soon he was feeling the contours of her passage changing and her breathing and moaning totally focused on the motions of his finger maneuvering inside of her, touching every arousal point he had become familiar to; touching and rubbing all portions of her tunnel using the natural glide juices she freely offer to aide the lunging  and thrusting, pushing then pulling until in one great instance her breathing came in short rapid gasps and her hips pushed with boxer punch like thrusts into his hand and extended finger deeper inside her wet needful love chamber and with simultaneous cries of pleasure her frame shook and tightened and her pleasure passage consumed the prong of his hand and he could feel the quakes vibrating within her.  She was cumming and he wanted her to cum with wild abandon and expel the screams of erotic fulfillment.  Still he continued to thrust and pull with his hand and finding the right points over and over again she shuttered and moaned and as if on queue at the end of her fall from the peaks of pleasure his mind went numb and both their focus moved  between his legs to the stiff shaft moving within her warm hand rubbing with hip churning lunges and stroking thrusts into her palm his unabashed groans of pleasure began erupting from within his throat and the uncontrolled body jerking explosion of hot jizzing man cum pulsed hard from the end of his stiff gorged member filling her hand and wetting his pants with the slick creamy liquid marking his moments of shear satisfaction and sighs of relieving pleasure.   

 

The glow of their pleasure though only seen by them, felt as if it were a light house beacon shining out into the night, as they laid together with each others hands still touching and holding what moments before were fire pits of erotic passion that had now burned to a calm intimate expression of shared fulfillment.  Slowly extracting their hands they then snuggled together on the sand looking out over the gulf as the sea washed the shore the stars twinkled in the night and for a long while they were one with each other and one with the world that surrounded them.              

 

 

 

 

                          

My Best Friend's Fiancé: Part I

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My Best Friend’s Fiancé

My best friend Sara was raving about her new fiancé, and I was a little less than excited to meet him, but reluctantly dressed in a short sea foam green sexy, yet still classy, Gucci dress and gold heels.  I was supposed to meet the happy couple at seven… it was already seven thirty and there was no sign of

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my best friend and her groom-to-be, so I sat down and ordered us drinks.

Finally, a tap on the shoulder, “You must be Olivia,” said these curvy, sexy, irresistibly kissable lips.  My eyes traveled to his perfectly chiseled jaw line, then his flawlessly formed nose.  Finally my baby blues reached his striking sapphire green eyes, and a flash of recognition was displayed in those beautiful green eyes.  He toyed with one of his dark brown, Greek God like, curls as a reminiscent smile crossed his oh so kissable lips.  Butterflies flew around in my stomach, making me feel slightly queasy.  As he smiled at our memory, I was appalled, and thought, “It can’t be him… it’s not possible…”

Sara introduces us to each other, “Liv, this is Gabrielle Parker, Gabrielle, this is Olivia Moore.”  Every inch of my skin began to tingle, and I knew I wanted him.  There was no doubt in my mind that this was him… & blood rushed in-between my legs… an awkward silence passed over the table, while I could not help but stare at him.  To break the awkward silence, I lamely said, “Er… nice to meet you.”  He looked surprised that someone had spoken, and returned from his trip down memory lane, but responded, “You as well Olivia.”  After our waiter had taken our orders, I excused myself to the ladies’ room, insisting that Sara keep her groom-to-be company, simply because I was desperate for a moment alone.

I walked unsteadily to the ladies’ room, at once thankful for the overstuffed pink couch and the privacy.  I sat down quietly trying to keep it together and doing my best to recall every last detail of the perfection of those two weeks…

We were eighteen, young and stupidly in love—all the feelings of first love hit me, and inwardly I groaned, laughed, and cried simultaneously.  Still, surprising, a wetness was detected in-between my legs just thinking about Gabe’s perfect face.  “My God, he is out of bounds, but he is still so incredibly sexy,” I thought to myself, and smiled. 

My parents had given me & my best friend in high school, Kate, tickets for a two week cruise to the Caribbean Islands.  We were so excited, and on the very first night of the cruise we met Jake and Gabe.  Kate and Jake immediately hit it off, leaving Gabe and his then more boyish, but still gorgeous self, to me.  My sexual experience was limited, and I was a little nervous.  But, I had never wanted to lose my virginity, but Gabe’s smooth, lean body stirred an immeasurable amount of lust and love in me.  Gabe and I ate together, drank together, toured the islands together, and admitted our darkest secrets and highest hopes to each other.  We knew each other completely in that two weeks, and the kisses we shared are indescribable.  My fingers unconsciously toyed with an exquisite white gold ring encrusted in diamonds that Gabe had given to me before he had taken my virginity.  As he put the ring on my finger he said, “Olivia Moore I love you.”  Gabe then kisses my forehead and tells me he loves me.  Then he kisses the tip of my nose and tells me he loves me, and finally kisses my lips and says he loves me.  “I love you three times,” Gabe whispers as he looks in my eyes with a smile.  I slipped the ring off and looked at the engraving…

Gabe Y Olivia

I smiled at the memory… and remembered how it had happened on the beach.  How cliché, I thought, but it had been perfect...  he kissed my lips gently and I opened my mouth wanting to taste him.  His hands entangled in my hair traveled to my belly, making everywhere he touch tingle with lust.  He kissed my neck and I smiled with pleasure.  His strong hands were still caressing my lower back and stomach as his lips moved downward.  His strong hands made smooth circles on my skin, always traveling close, but never actually touching my breasts.  His lips again graze mine and I pull him in closer for a deeper kiss, my legs in-between his, my hands, fist, playing with his curls.  Then, they move sexily down his neck and his sculpted bare back.  My hands go toward his bronze shoulders, strong arms, and hands that were slightly rough but so able to please me y every need.  All of my body was on fire with lust, everywhere Gabe touched me desired to get even closer to him. 

“Uh-oh, baby,” Gabe laughed, “I think I feel something in-between your legs,” as his hand slipped in-between my legs, but to my dislike did not slide into my bikini bottoms.  A smile crossed his face, and he said, “Since I’ve taken off my shirt, I think it’s only fair if you take yours off.”  He flipped me onto my stomach, straddled me, and began to massage my back.  He kissed the knot at the nape of my neck where the top of my bikini strings kept me modest.  He pulled with his teeth and it became unknotted, his kisses progress towards the middle of my back where the second knot laid, he undid the knot with his teeth, stopping only to kiss the spot where the knot had been.  His hands massaged my back and shoulders as I relaxed, suddenly, his hands began to slip down, just brushing the sides of my breasts.  My breathing stopped for a moment, and I felt a gush of wetness between my legs. 

He moved to my legs, kneading, and caressing them.  Gabe’s hands were brushing in-between my legs and I sank lower so his fingers brushed the bottom of my bikini, hoping for some satisfaction.  To my dismay, Gabe did not give it to me.  His fingers and his mouth continued to tease my every cell—well, every cell except the ones of my breast and pussy, where the craving for attention continued.    Gabe laid down next to me, and I placed myself on top of him, and kissed him; my tongue explored his mouth and my legs unconsciously squeezed together as if they were hoping for something—or someone between them.  His hands moved to my ass and he caressed it, sometimes grabbing it and pushing my hips closer to his. 

He kissed me and I opened my legs feeling his enormous cock between my legs.  He sits up and I straddle him, sitting directly above his cock, craving for it to be in me.  I move forward so he can give my breasts the attention they so badly want.  Both of his hands caress them, making smooth circles around them, and he slowly, tantalizingly moves in to touch my nipples.  My back arches in pleasure and a slow, sexy smile crosses his lips as he bends his head and sucks on my now hard nipples.  The bonfire and the full moon provide enough light for him to see the look of pure pleasure that crosses my face as he moves to suck and lick my other nipple.  I moan softly, wrapping my legs around him more tightly. 

He grabs me by the ass and stands me up so I am still straddling his legs.  I’m so turned on that I’m afraid my moistness has soaked through my bikini.  He pulls the bows on either side of my bikini and they fall to the sand.  My nakedness is not facing him and his mouth is level with my completely hairless self.  He kisses the patch of skin directly above the lips of my pussy and my knees buckle in pleasure.  Gabe steadies me and smiles, and then tries to lower me to the ground.  But I shake my head and help him up.  I undress him slowly, enjoying the feeling, and smiling at his huge cock, now unrestricted and fully extended.  He places two fingers under my chin, and I look up, he kisses me, and lifts me by my ass, and I wrap my legs around him.  He looks at me and says, “Baby, you’re beautiful.”  We kiss my nipples hard against his chest, and his head lowers and my nipples slip in his mouth as he lays me down on the blanket.  He remains standing, simply looking and drinking in the sight of me.  He smiles and lays down on top of me… his rock hard cock between my legs, but not inside of me… which denies us both the satisfaction.    

He kisses me and his hands travel all over my body, they move lower, and caress my breasts, sucks on my nipples and Gabe’s hands move even lower as my hips lift off the ground in hope.  He kisses me as he runs his fingers back and forth between my thighs and the lips of my wet pussy, net entering me.  His other hands holds my cheek and his thumb brushes my lower lip, for some wild reason, driving me insane and making me wetter than I thought possible.  I pull him toward me for a kiss and feel two fingers slip inside of me.  I gasp… it feels incredible, and they explore brushing over my clit and I moan.  He uses his thumb to make slow circles on my clit and two other fingers to continue the rest of the exploration of my raining wet self.  I bite my lower lip in anticipation, ready to climax, and his head lowers and kisses my sex.  He tugs his fingers out, and in desperation, I say, “No, baby don’t stop! Please!”

Gabe laughs and his tongue slips inside of me, as he finally gets a taste.  My legs spread even wider, and I want more; my heart is racing as he licks my pussy.  He sucks my clit and it feels amazing, he kisses all of my pussy and I want more, my hips are now off the ground, and I’m about to come.  He licks in circles and flicks his tongue across my pussy, he inserts two fingers in me while he licks.  It hurts when he puts his fingers in me, my pussy stretches, and my breath becomes constricted.  The pain feels good, and I moan his name and Gabe sucks harder.  I’m about to come and Gabe sucks even harder, he moves his fingers inside me, and it’s the incredible moment before, and suddenly Gabe just stops…

He smiles, relishing in being the tease that he is.  I groan and beg him, in complete misery, “Please baby, do it again, I’ll do anything for you.”  Gabe shakes his head no and my hands move to my sex in hope of satisfaction and he stops me.  “Fine,” I say slightly resentfully, “I’ll show you how it feels.”  I push him onto his back and he lays down obediently, but responds, “Baby, you wouldn’t be as mean as me.”  I smirk at him, and lay myself on top of him, kissing him, and as he tongue slips inside my mouth I suck on it.  His eyes are wide in surprise about how good that made him feel, and I kiss his neck and the place that drives him crazy, the spot behind his earlobe where his neck and ear meet, my left hand travels to his nipples as I brush over them.  I continue kissing his neck and his mouth, as my left hand travels lower and lower.  It moves to Gabe’s legs and in-between them.  I move up towards his rigid cock.  I cruelly touch every part of him, but the tip of his penis.  He groans and tries to shift so the head of his penis is touched.  I laugh, and begin stroking him.  They follow his length up and down, varying the pressure, but I never touch the tip.  He groans, and I finally kiss the tip after my fingers have finally brushed over it, he moans my name louder.  Suddenly, I’m concerned that his cock is too big to fit in my mouth.  I shrug my shoulders and try anyway.

Caressing his ass and balls, my head bobs up and down over his dick.  He tastes salty and delicious.  My tongue flicks over the tip of his penis and I suck on his balls; he shivers and groans in pleasure.  His hips raise from the ground slightly and I know he’s getting ready to cum.  I place all I can of him inside my mouth and he is moaning, this is the moment before climax, and my tongue makes a circle on the tip of his penis.  He moans, and I simply stop.  “Baby, oh, baby, please don’t stop.  Please, please, I love you.  Baby don’t stop,” Gabe begs, and I simply laugh and respond, “I love you, too, but what goes around—“

He interrupts me by pulling me on top of him, I sit directly above his hard cock and we begin to make out.  His kisses make me increasingly wetter and wetter. His lips and tongue brush over my nipples and I groan, wanting him inside of me more than ever.  He kisses my lips and I open my mouth wanting his tongue badly.  I am nearly begging him, “Gabe, baby, I want all of you inside of me now.”  He smiles, rolls us over, so I’m on the bottom, and asks if I’m sure.  I respond that of course I’m sure.  His gigantic dick is still between my legs but still not inside me, and he kisses my forehead and tells me he loves me.  Then he kisses the tip of my nose and tells me he loves me, and finally kisses my lips and says he loves me.  “I love you three times,” Gabe whispers as he looks in my eyes with a smile.  I kiss him hard and know that I’m so wet, but I say, “Wait, baby.”  He looks down at me with questions in his eyes that say we don’t have to.  I ask, “You’re so big, I don’t know if I can fit all of you inside of me.”  He laughs, and asks if I want to try.  I nod my head yes.  He kisses me and pushes his massive cock inside of me and a moan of pleasure mingled with pain escapes from my mouth.  Gabe’s cock inside of me feels incredible, and he asks, “If it hurts, I can stop.”  I shake my head no and say, “Baby I want to.  Please don’t stop.” 

He pulls out, and I gasp.  He enters me again, but this time not all of him is in me, and he pulls me closer for a kiss and I tingle.  I feel amazing… he pulls out creating a steady rocking rhythm.  He glides inside of me and I moan his name, he pulls out and pushes in.  Each thrust making a hot tingly sensation flow to every part of my body.  He pulls out, thrusts in, and I groan louder, “Gabe! Baby, that feels so good!”  We’re both about to cum, and he thrusts his entire length in me and pulls out, faster now, I’m about to come and I close my eyes.  Gabe shakes his head no, and says “Don’t close your eyes baby, look at me beautiful.”   I open my eyes, staring into his sparkling sapphire eyes, and he smiles.  Gabe pushes in me harder this time, and pulls out faster, pushes in harder, and the moment before our climaxes was marvelous.  I didn’t think I could feel any better until Gabe pushed in and pulled out hard and fast, and then pushed in again, I tightened my muscles to keep him inside of me… and our senses soared.  We yelled, and moaned, and I felt warmth inside of me from his cum and his huge dick was still inside of me.  “I love you, Olivia,” Gabe whispered in my ear as we cuddled and I soon fell asleep in his arms. 

Part II Coming Soon! J

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Room for Rent ch3 [Play My Ball]

Re0mablue on Love Stories

Play My Ball

It was a hell of a night with Rael, as he look down at two gorgeous body entwined on the bed. Banging two hotties at the same time really squeeze some energy out of him. For some reason he feel somewhat stronger as he grab the basketball lying on the floor. The ball was probably Sheryl’s but she won’t mind anyway.

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Letting his sweat out is probably a good idea so he burn sometime while enjoying the humid air on the court. “Hey! How about a game?”, a sudden voice came from behind which made the young lad look his way. The guy is wearing a head band and looks pretty good since he came prepared. “What..are you chicken?”

He was shocked by the way this guest speaks to him. It is pretty obvious that Rael was older but the other stud doesn’t seem to have any respect towards him. “Nobody call me chicken..okay you got it.”, he immediately passed the ball to the new comer but the latter smirk as he inspect the ball.

“Let’s use this one.”, he said while showing off with the ball rotating at the tip of his fingers. “…you won’t mind, do you?”

“That’s okay…”

“Wait how about a bet?!...huh..come on let’s make a bet.”

Rael seem to be bemused and so the lad before him didn’t wait for any question, and just explained the idea encircling his mind. “How about the loser become the winner’s pet for an hour?!”

“What do you mean ‘pet’?”

“You’ll know when you lose…”

Rael was a bit in challenging mode himself, “..i-it’s a deal. I think I know what you meant.” There is a small shadow of smile on his lips, ‘Oh! Im gonna make you pay…you brat.’

He faked, made a crossover and shot a few jumpshot before Rael, but it seems fucking two bitch in heat gave Rael a reversed condition. The young lad was left in the dust as Rael made a quick and sloppy dunk which resounded in that still empty court.

“So..what now?”, rael was more sarcastic than usual as he looked down the young lad while tossing the ball in the air as he speak.

“Let’s move over there.”, his finger pointing on the small room in a pavilion nearby which seems to be the courts storage room. He smiled and followed the loser to the end of the room while holding down his laughter.

He already thought of some naughty things, thinking he will make this boastful young student to give him a blowjob or something embarrassing for a real man to do. “Well then let’s start with your clothes shall we?”

Slowly the young man removed his head band which made Rael realize that if he would have been a girl instead she will be really cute with his heart shape face. “..go on with your clothes. Don’t be shy.” He is celebrating as he lock the door behind him.

Rael’s jaw almost hit the floor as he saw tits right in front of him. They are small but those are still woman’s breasts. “What the..your a girl?”

“I prefer lady you dick-head?”

“Thank you…anyway I love this change more. I have you for an hour right?”

The young lad, no, I mean girl who seems to be in her high school with her petite slim body without her big t-shirt. She nod at him realizing she has no way out of this mess. “You seems to be prepared so shall we start with it?”, pointing at his rock-hard cock which regardless on how he talks is now saluting this girls blistering body with sweat.

She was hesitant at first as she held the base of his cock. For a minute or so he has his eyes closed as she fucks his cock with her soft lips. The softness of her lips is slowly driving him crazy as he felt her silky-smooth hands take hold of his tightening crotch.

“Hold it right there..”, he said holding her hands and helping her sweaty body lay down the banner of the basketball team. As his tongue touches the tip of her clit, he felt her tremble with anticipation. Using the versatility of his wide, elongated tongue he flick and caress her pussy nice and slow. Afterwards he put a finger inside of her, “uhhhhh…more.”

Hearing her cute little voice, Rael put another finger inside, entering her hole like bullets, juicing her already moist vagina. “Huuuuhhh..please let me feel you.”, she said without reserve in her voice.

If he was a magician than she’s already under spell as he position himself in front ready to thrust her any moment. And than she said, “..no..please fuck me up the ass.”, he of course surprise but more pleased as he look at her tiny butt hole.

She’s perfectly lubed but even so, he got bigger rod than she thinks and it was evident when he entered her anal. He was pushing hard but she’s so tight. He can feel his veins tightening in as the walls of her anus try to force his rod out. He can see blisters of sweat from her butt yet she yielded.

“Fuck me more…harder…”, Rael found himself pounding her harder like she told him to do so. ‘This is so good’, he told himself as he grab her by the neck wiping the sweat covering her greasy body.

She was practically grinding her own ass towards him, “…you’re really good… please grab my butt more..like that..”, it seems that the young stud is not in control now as the young girl shift to give him more room.

Both of them are now in a doggy style position, giving Rael more room for penetration. “..I love it..i love it ahhhhhh good so good”, she’s been whispering on his ears making it more appealing for Rael as he felt her warm breath on his neck.

“I’m cumming….”, Rael felt his notch tightening giving the young lady enough time to feel his hardness in her anus. She love it, every move of the stud gives her more pleasure. “…M-me tooo..ah…ahhh…ahhhh…”

“Uhhh…”, she felt his hot-rod pulsating inside of her as she herself came from the anal pleasure he gave her.  Like a hungry wolf she sat on her legs only to suck him dry. It was almost painful for Rael but she was swift and suck his balls as well and soon enough his hardness came to her view. “I love you cock…and you recover quickly, too.”

After a couple more minutes both of them are now standing in front her house’s door. A nanny opened the door for them, she isn’t old but not as young as the lady beside him either. “Mai…Is father home?”

“No, not yet ma’am.”

From their conversation, the young stud learned that she’s the daughter of the owner of the house which seems to be huge enough for a rich businessman. “My father is the town’s mayor, if you will ask?”

“What?”

At that exact time, a big fat seemingly old man stood before Rael. “Jun, what are you doing outside. Didn’t I told you to stay in the house.”

It seems that the mayor, which is also Jun’s father, haven’t noticed Rael’s presence yet and so as he step side way, Jun noticed her and grab him by the arm. “Dad this is my boyfriend, he is strong and cunning.”

“Cunning? Huh?!”, his big-old eyes made Rael almost tremble with fear as both his eyeballs would seem to pop out any moment. “Ehem!...”, clearing his throat our young hero stood straight and raise his hand as if wanting to shake the hands of the mayor.

“Do you know who I am young man?”

“Yes sir and I am very pleased to meet you, sir.”, Jun was quite amazed as how Rael present himself. Suddenly she remembered that she herself doesn’t this studs name and so she whispered something to his ears while his father was disturbed by Mai.

At the same time the mayor face both of them, Rael made a quick and confident introduction. “Do I know where you live?”

He seems to have seen through him but although Rael doesn’t believed in angels he was saved by one. “Under my roof, sir.”, a voice from behind came into their presence which made the three of them look at her dazzling appearance.

“Sheryl”, it seems that the mayor knows the hot lesbian girlfriend of Rael and by the way he looks at her. The young man was sure that the old fart has a thing for her. “Is there any problem sir?”

“None, actuall..”, but he could even finish his words, Sheryl made a quick grab and go. Pulling Rael towards home, the mayor made a swift spit of words before they are ear shut. “Nice meeting you Rael..please visit anytime with Sheryl.”

Our naughty hero received a mouthful of sermon until they both reached their small and overused room. Sheryl finally lay down on the only bed and asked the young stud to massage her back as a payment for her saving his butt.

Rael doesn’t really have anything against the situation only she stripped first before laying her tight sweltering body on the bed. He oiled his hands and begun massaging her spines and shoulders down to her buttocks which made Sheryl moan a bit. “Ahh..did you fuck that Jun from behind?”

“How’d you know?”

She rose from the bed and sat down before she continued, “..I saw her walking with her legs spread wide open..hahahaha.”. This is the first time rael heard the appealing laughter of Sheryl but as his eyes focused on her bouncing breasts. He felt something erecting within his sporty short.

“You wanna fuck me too. Don’t you?...didn’t you just had?”

“It’s because your bodies so adorable…well I know you wouldn’t anyway.”

To his surprise, Sheryl grabs his raging cock inside his pants. And slowly she tried to ejaculate her. Rael know she hadn’t tried this thing yet, but to his astonishment. Sheryl dig his cock out and swallowed him whole. She chokes the first time but still try to make it feel good for him.

He tried to protest but the heat has reached his brain as blisters of sweat started to appear from his pores. Carefully he removed all his clothing and put her hungry mouth on her startling body. With his strong arms he lifted her butt up just so her already wet pussy is on her watery mouth.

Tongue action, lots of spit and saliva, including some hand techniques were the weapons of Rael against the still tight body now on top of him. In sixty-nine position, the young stud’s hands were working more efficiently than before. He already has his two fingers inside her drenched vagina and with his tongue on her clit. Sheryl can’t help but moan loudly. “Ahhhhh…yess..”

Suddenly Rael remembered that Vilma might hear both of them but the hot babe on top of him quickly answered as if wanting to return quickly on her task. While his dick is in her mouth she told him that she will be back later that afternoon so he got her for more than just an hour.

“Ahhh….ioooohhh…tha’s enough…fuck me now.”

The lad didn’t know that they will both be going full throttle which made him more excited with the shocker. “Pound me hard like you did Vi…okay…”

He nod at her and clobbered her pussy with his hot-hard tool while seizing both of her breasts. Kneading both of them as if massaging a bread. They are both soft and have hard nipples which Rael suck on every he push hard. “Ah …you’re big.”

“You are such a big boy…”, she said as if talking to her nephew.

“This boy will make your pussy cum more than you can even think of..Auntie.”, setting the mood for their glistening-sweat sexual explosion. Rael attacked her crack with brute excessive force amking every inch of her muscle vibrates on any sudden movement.

“Ohhhhh…didn’t know this can be so great toooooo…”

“I’m close …”

“Wait let me cum on your boobsie..”

“..okay..but don’t stop ahhhh….not yeaaahhhheeeetttt…”

Mixture of saliva and sweat are bucketing out of their body down to Sheryl’s already soaked bedsheet and moistening floor. This will be the biggest orgasm for this hot and wild officer.

“Now Rael…uhhhh…”, he immediately pulled his cock out her pussy letting some of her warm juices flood the wet floor. Veins of his cock are angry like hell as load of pulsating cum out of his big hard fucking machine. Sheryl can feel the young stud’s cum over her plump boobs. Exhausted, both of them lay down, and as they close their eyes everything went in a flash as they both fell asleep while hugging each others naked body.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Corrine --- A Very Erotic and Lusting Woman Chapter 3

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Corrine --- A Very Erotic and Lusting Woman     Chapter 3

 

 

The story here is essentially true with very minor embellishments. For those readers who have had the pleasure of visiting Yellowstone Park with its scenery and hot springs I hope it brings back memories.

Please comment on my writing style or content so that I can understand what readers enjoy to read.

 

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While we were walking around in town, we met one of the engineers that I worked with along with his wife. He looked closely at Corinne and then looked at me with a questioning look since he was sure he had never seen her before.  Somehow in our discussions about Yellowstone, the hot springs in the area came up and he told of a hot spring that was more secluded than others …. he always went there when he and his wife want the seclusion. His wife gave him a loving poke in the ribs and I knew right then it was a place Corrine and I should seek out.

 

He pointed out where it was on my topographical map. Corrine was interested in seeing it if we could find it either in the afternoon or the next day. The afternoon remained cool and damp …. so the hot spring visit was put on the ‘things to do list’ for the next day. We returned to the cabin and Corrine suggested we close down my tent site and I move in with her full time in the cabin. I was a little cautious, things were moving a little to fast for me but I decided to give in after some coaxing. We were done transferring my belongings by the evening and went to eat at the lodge. We then got cozy by the lodge’s fire place. Once again we ended up having a few to many drinks before retuning to Corrine’s the cabin that was so nice and cozy warm compared to my tent.

 

We turned on the one light bulb that was more of a small night light than a bulb to light the cabin. Corrine turned on her portable radio and found a music station. I held out my arms as an invitation to dance. I told her I’m not good at this but I can fake a slow dance. I’m really a fair dancer but I found that this excuse seemed to be a good hook to allow me to get to meet a woman. I mildly complained that I use to dance some but I’ve forgotten a lot of the steps. We danced slowly and close.  I began caressing the small of her back for a few minutes. She made soft murmuring and purring sounds to my massaging.

 

 I began to move my hand in a more southerly direction to caress the cheeks of her ass when Corrine commented ….

 

“Wrong direction.”

 

Corrine was making small talk as we shuffled about. Corrine asked “Do you have a favorite dance step?”  “Yep, the horizontal mambo!” as I continued to sway with the song while rubbing of her back.

 

There was no response to that comment for a few seconds while she thought about what I said. Then…”Ooooh you …there is another one of your naughty ideas!” We danced quietly for a few minutes. She finally whispered “Let’s go to bed.”

 

She slowly withdrew from holding on to me as long as possible sliding her arms along mine down to the finger tips as she separated from me. She always initiated her seduction of me with the continuous eye contact and a silence with a definite seductive smile. Now it was off to the bathroom to change for her ritualistic grooming and seductive re-entry. It never ceased to result in a sensual rush!

 

 I assumed that we were not getting ready to get into the sleeping bags to sleep. I stripped and got into the double sleeping bag; but this time I took the inside of the bag that was the original wet spot. Corrine would not have to crawl over me to get to bed.

 

It took what seemed like a long time for Corrine to come out of the bath room.   She came out with a long robe on and slowly came across to the bed. I mentioned the light and she nodded her head no. The little bit of illumination was to stay on. Things were going to different tonight. I began to sense that this was not a spur of the moment idea to leave the light on. Corrine had thought out this event long before we began our dance.

 

When she got to edge of the bed she just stood there. She had never said a word since we were ‘dancing’ together. Her hair had been fixed and pushed back with a head band. She slowly undid her robe and exposed herself slowly, very slowly without saying a word …. never taking her eyes off me ….then for the first time let the robe slide from her body before turning off the light. She was sending one emotional rush after another through me. She was just something special …. and all without saying a word. Every time she anticipated being sexual, all her efforts were to completely seduce me by sensual and seductive practices before I could touch her. She was a very different woman than I was use too.

 

 I pulled back her side of the un-zippered bag and she sat, tucked her feet in and I heard her begin to zip up the bag as she slid down and came close to me. Corrine put her head on the pillow, snuggled up and put her finger to my lips to let me know to be quiet again. Then she lightly kissed me to where I just barely felt the touch of her lips. I knew the touching of my lips was her sign to let me know I was not to speak. I was once again stunned by what she had expressively done to me emotionally. I was about to experience another rerun of Corrine’s seductive techniques. She would begin to play out this intimate dance if there was to be one. I was an emotional stimulated  …. never had I been through such long sensual encounters without words or any body contact. Just about every encounter with her was a new delicious sensual experience. Her moves were hypnotic in that I always knew to just be quiet and let her control me …entirely.  

 

After what seemed a long time, Corrine stirred and I felt her hands on my chest sliding from one nipple to the other, squeezing each one as she passed. Her hand went down to my crotch as she came up to look into my face and kissed me tenderly. She caressed my cock and balls and then left me as I was responding to her touch ….. she was teasing again. Her finger was on my lips again as she then tilted my head to the side on the pillow and kissed my neck. I snuggled close to her relishing all she was doing to me.

 

 It took me a number of seconds to recognize what she was doing. She was dwelling on my neck with a long sensual kiss. Corrine was giving me a hickie! I reacted to her efforts by attempting to tuck my face into my neck to stop her intent but I was obviously too late. Hell, I wasn’t a kid anymore!

 

Now she left that side of my neck and moved to the other side as I said “No!” Corrine affectionately put pressure on my face to turn my head and to let me know that was not the correct thing to say and any posture of resistance was not what she wanted. Corrine remained quiet as she worked her seductive magic on me. She really was working me over and I knew this hickie was going to be another gem! In reality, I now had a general feeling of light heartiness to Corrine’s transgressions. I thought to myself ….. “What the hell! I can turn up my collar and they’ll fade away in a few days. I began to relive a few old memories of being a kid in the back seat of my old Mercury again. I smiled and stretched my neck out to give Corrine easy access to whatever she wanted to do now. She joyfully wriggled about when she knew I was not resisting and feverishly nibbled away.

 

Besides, Corrine was playing out her seductive plan of action. She was feeling very excited about what she was accomplishing. If previous results of Corrine’s seductive activities were any measure of things to come, I knew what the results of this night will be.

 

She completed her ‘nibbling event’ and went to just lying across my chest. I slowly became aware of her elevated emotional state as her breathing had become labored. She was turning her self on again with no input from me. Corrine went back to kissing my face. She stopped at one ear where I heard a soft “You turn me on.” She moved off to kissing my eyes and on to the other ear. I went to say something when she spoke again at my other ear. Calmly I heard “I brought my muffin! Did you bring the butter?”

 

Her face appeared over my face with a broad grin expressing her enjoyment of her control of both our emotional states. With out much effort on Corrine’s part I was experiencing an excitement to move on to our next level of pure sex. Forget the hickie! I could feel her elevated state of excitement now. What a rush from so few little words spoken, so quietly and calmly.

 

I heard her unzip her side of the sleeping bag as she uncovered us both. I felt her feeling for my stiff cock as she drew herself over the top of me. She slid back as she positioned herself to take me in a forward cowgirl position. Once she got my cock in an upright position, she straddled me and began to lower her body while wiggling her hips and ass. I felt her puffy pussy lips spread and the head of my cock slip between the folds. My cock was dry and she began massaging her wet pussy with my cock spreading her wet juices over the head and shaft. I moved my hand in and effort to what I thought would be helpful but Corrine murmured “No”.

 

This was going to be her show again …. her minute of control… her total seduction and I loved everything she was doing. Now I understood the reason for the small light to be left on. This was going to be her visual sexual seduction!

 

Corrine pushed her pussy down and over my shaft until she took me full depth.  She carefully went to supporting herself on both hands in this cowgirl position. With an “Oooohh” comment I felt myself touch her deep inside and I knew what she was feeling. If she wasn’t careful in this position she could hurt herself and ruin the moment. Her tits stood proudly straight out from her body her nipples looking straight ahead. Her tits jiggled with the slightest bit of her body motion. Damn was I hard and ready!

 

She had been staring straight ahead as she moved into position to begin. Now she slowly lowered her eyes to meet mine while flashing a big sensual smile. There was no doubt that she was feeling the effect of her liquor.

 

“Do you know what I’m going to do now?” I knew what she going to do but I didn’t expect what I heard next.

 

 “I’m going to save a horse and ride a cowboy! I’m going to fuck you like you have never been fucked before!”

 

My mind screamed out silently to me.  “What …what did this girl say?”  What happened to the Corrine that I had come to know for so short a time? Where did this side of this girl come from?  Obviously the too many drinks released another Corrine! Why didn’t I see this side of her personality last night? I believe this was a side of her that maybe only two other guys may have seen. But I came to believe they never had seen this side of her for many reasons. It was a side of her she may have suppressed. It may now have been set free because of her not being in a confined relationship that she had doubts about. Of course, Corrine’s little over indulgence in booze may have helped. I was now on the receiving end of all the wonderful released emotions and I already was wanting her and waiting. 

 

Corrine began to bounce on my cock lifting her body almost to the point of extraction and then plunging her self with abandonment down full length. I held Corrine’s hips to help her be steady and careful as she lifted her body in preparation of each downward plunge. Her cadence quickened with every lifting of her body. Her eyes were at first closed, directing all her senses to capture all her feelings of fucking me, leaving behind any inhibitions she may have harbored before that night.  Her tits at first bounced with every thrust. Then they would get into a circular motion for a few seconds and then back to a just up and down motions. It was exciting to watch Corrine bounce …and watch her erotic tit dance…. her eyes still closed … in a world of her own…with me just a tool in her satisfaction of the moment. I knew it, but she didn’t…… Corrine was flying high….. all alone in ecstasy in a world of her own making. Damn what a woman to have and hold for my own for tonight.

 

Her eyes opened; now I thought she was coming down from her solo flight …. Coming down to be with me …. Coming down to be with her lover she had left for a few moments. She was panting, moaning and sometimes making growling sounds deep in her throat like a big cat in heat. But I was wrong …..The newest Corrine was still here with me.

 

“Am I doing you good? Tell me if I’m a good piece ass!”

 

I was astonished at what she was saying! Not that it was that bad but it was not what I expected from the Corrine of yesterday. I told her she was a good woman and a desirable lover. She was pleasing me like I had never been pleased before. She was one hot woman. Theses words of kindness were not what the newly released Corrine really wanted to hear! Between bouncing, panting and grunting out Ah-huh…. ah-huh…. ah-huh as she continuously impaled herself on my cock Corrine called out …

 

“But I want to know if I’m a good fuck Bobby. Tell me I’m a good fuck ….. tell me! Am I good piece of ass?”

 

I was smiling to my self  … The new Corrine was not the Corrine I knew a little while ago. She wanted to know … she wanted to be reassured what she had so long suppressed.

 

“You know you are a good piece of ass. But best of all you are great squirter.”

 

Those words seemed to have a calming effect on Corrine as she slowed down and settled on long slow lifting strokes. Corrine went to looking beneath our bodies and between her legs to see my wet cock disappear and then reappear as it was engulfed by her very wet pussy. She looked down at me and then back at my cock between her legs again as she watched her self now sensuously making love to it.  

 

I was enthralled with her actions…. Corrine was now with me and not flying solo. She was very wet and her wetness was oozing from her pussy and copiously running down my cock and the crack of my ass. Showing signs of obviously being tired from her vigorous endeavor Corrine leaned forward over my body and supported her weight on her arms while giving me a sensuous kiss.

 

“Let me take over! Let’s turn over and I’ll do the work. It’s my turn to please you.”  That was met with a murmur from Corrine of “No not yet, I’m not too tired.” I could tell that she still wanted to be in control and it wasn’t my moment to interfere. Complete control was her mission in sexual encounters.

 

Now our eyes were locked in a visual embrace. Corrine slowly and very deliberately went to a rocking body motion as my cock was almost extracted from her pussy and then ever so slowly pushed back in. Her smiling facial expressions said all there was to say. She knew she was pleasing her lover and she loved what she sensed. The sound from her wetness was very apparent in the quietness of the bed.

 

She continued with her slow withdrawal and a slow push back in, rocking her body over and over with me trying not to move. I did lift my hips to get deeper penetration.

 

Her boobs were slightly swaying to and fro staying in cadence with her gentle rolling body motion. I would switch from looking into her eyes to watching her boobs swing close to my face. She went on for a few minutes while she stared down and into my eyes. This was her moment ….I was the object of her total seduction. I figured out later that she was watching my eyes and feeling my body movements to see where I was in my aroused state. She began rocking faster, picking up the pumping rhythm. Corrine commented on the creaking of the bed and it was a point of excitement for her. It appeared to be a confirmation of her complete control.  Again she now changed from a pattern of quick breathing to panting. She sure did get herself in to a pre - climatic state very quickly. She was getting very hot, very fast.

 

She called my name saying “I’m going to want you soon.”

 

 The hell with “Not allowed” …. I grabbed her butt and pounded in rhythm with her thrusting and the squeaks from the bed. There wasn’t a word of restriction uttered …. only a deep moaning …. Repeating just my name panting rapidly as she thrust back against my shaft …. I pounded back. She tilted her head back as she called out to me again “Oooooh  Bobbeeeee” and climaxed. She held herself down on me while I was in full depth and I spurted multiple times, deep within her muffin. She sighed deeply …. as her body at first rippled with pleasure and then shuddered as she seemed to melt down on me.  Her head sagged after her climax and she slowly settled down on and rested on my chest.

 

 She really did me good! I had experienced tingling on the cheeks of my face, top of my head and down the front of my legs to my toes. Two of my toes were cramped! …. This was one of the best climaxes for me in intensity.

 

 Corrine sighed with her head on my chest “How wonderful I feel while we are making love. Something is very different in me when I’m with you Bobby. I really don’t know just what.”  She continued with “I’ve only been with two men before …. one was a short time relationship and the second one lasted many years, but we never got married. The short time I’ve been with you has made me feel things with much more feeling and intensity. Only now do I know that I was missing something in those two relationships.”

 

She was still lying on top of me when I felt my cock slipping out of her loveable pussy and a surge of wetness flowed down between my legs and balls and onto my sleeping bag. She was obviously also feeling some thing because she lifted her face from my chest and looked at me. I just said “I’m wet again.” Corrine just smiled knowing what the cause of our wet feeling was. I could already tell without looking that it was another two or more towel night to cover the little fish pond beneath my ass and allow me to sleep through the night, warm and comfortable.

 

Corrine completely un-zippered the sleeping bag and stood up as she pulled the bag out of the way. I moved to one side and there was another wet spot just like the one from last night. Corinne started to say something when she looked down and exclaimed “Oohhh.” …. She was leaking cum down one leg. She grabbed tissues from the bedside night table and placed them between her legs in an attempt to catch all the wetness. She looked back at the large wet spot again in the sleeping bag again. Then she looked at me, covered her mouth with one hand while her other hand was between her legs and started to giggle. I was looking at her and trying to clean myself when she looked up at the ceiling and while giggling, and spoke out “Mother …. Bobby buttered my muffin again.”

 

She burst out laughing and kind of did a half crossed leg skip to the bathroom while she kept her hand between her legs. Yep, too many drinks! There were periodic shuffling noises and a genuine self indulging laughter from the bathroom that meant something very personal down deep inside her consciousness was being reviewed.

 

How come women always do that cross legged hop as they cover their ‘muffin’ and men just grab a hold and walk?

 

When she came out of the bathroom she was not feeling any pain …. far too much booze … she obviously could not hold her liquor. I put my arm around her and helped her to the bed …. the dry side. I had the towels side again. I zipped her in and got into the bag after turning out the light.

 

I heard the extra drinks talking out of the darkness “Do you know that SOB called me a lousy piece of ass the last time I was with him.” I knew who she was talking about. I told her “Shhhh” as I tenderly caressed her temples.

 

I snuggled close to her ear and in a muted voice I told her..

 

“You are surely one great piece of ass… definitely the best I ever had!

 

Corrine turned her face to look at me “Are you telling me the truth or are you just saying that because you know I needed you to tell me that?”

 

“Now come on… you know you are good now! In fact you are better than good, you are a delectable lover…. definitely a great piece of ass!  And you know what else?”

 

“What” was Corrine’s as she stared into my eyes.

 

“Do you think I could get another piece in the morning?”

 

That was more than she could handle. There was some joyful sobbing intermixed with some chuckling for a minute or so with her face buried in her pillow. I caressed her locks of blond hair and rubbed her head. She was asleep in minutes. Corrine definitely was a good piece of ass, booze or no booze. She just was more vocal with booze!

 

 

 

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The morning dawned bright and sunny. It looked like it was going to be a good day for the hot spring …. Corinne may even need it. She was fast asleep as I left to get two breakfasts to go at the lodge and a bottle of Excedrins. The two girls in the cafeteria smiled and then one giggled as she took my money for the meals.

 

.Corrine was stirring when I arrived back at the cabin and as I put everything on the table. She did not look good!

 

 “I got you some breakfast and a large coffee … you’ll feel better after you have your coffee.”

 

She never uttered a word. She picked at everything over and over until most of her meal had been eaten along with her Excedrins. I had her lie down on the bed until the pain killers hopefully would begin to work.

 

After an hour or so, she was up and a feeling a little better. I rolled up the wet bag as Corrine held her hand to her mouth to cover her smile. We drove to the camp ground showers to get cleaned up as the sleeping bag was getting washed and dried in the Laundromat. I showered and then went to the mirror to shave.  Good grief …. two large dark hickies  …. one on each side of my neck. No wonder those girls giggled in the cafeteria.

 

Corrine finally came out from here shower and came along side of me smiling. I opened my collar for full viewing of my neck. All I got from her as a reply was “Nice hickie!”

 

 “Corrine, we’re not kids anymore” was my return comment. As we started to walk holding hands, I got a somewhat tongue in cheek lecture in human psychology and animal behavior.

 

“There are many women here in the park that are fly fishing somewhat like me. The difference is I know my different types of flies and my fish ….they only know about flies with zippers on them!”

 

 I turned smiling with a mental image and went to speak when she said “Don’t say anything ….you won’t be funny!!   You know Bobby, my dog pees on everything to mark his boundaries and what’s his. Consider yourself marked and owned so all these women know you are mine!”

 

I was looking at her and for a couple of seconds, she looked so serious. She had not been whispering as she spoke and I looked around to see if there was anyone close enough to hear. When I turned back to look at her …. her hand was to her mouth and she began to laugh … the serious look was gone. Corinne was taken by her spur of the moment lecture and told me that she was going to remember those words.

 

I could not pass this up “You mean for the next guy you pick up at the park?”

 

“See I told you if you opened your mouth you would not be funny … and you are not!”

 

 

 

 

 

We drove back to the cabin and got ready to hike to the hot spring. We found the trail head and hiked in about a mile and found the marker to turn off the trail to the spring. I was surprised it was so easy to find. The water was hot. I started to strip as Corrine walked off. I asked her where she was going. She said to change. I said this is a nude spring. “Keep dreaming!” was her comment.

 

 She came back with a small yellow bikini on that projected pure sexuality. It was better than being nude. She was one hot looking woman ….all the time. I left my shorts on. The spring needed to be entered slowly until we found that one end was the incoming hot water and the other was almost as hot but more bearable and relaxing. We were there for some time only coming out once to make sure we were not over doing it.

 

We could hear voices coming down the path and two young girls who could have been about 18 years old appeared and were upon us before they were aware of our presence; submerged in the pool. They asked if they were intruding and we said no. The pool was quiet large, maybe 25 feet across; so there was plenty of room for everybody.

 

One girl said that they did not have bathing suits and Corrine said “Don’t worry.” They stripped without a care in the world. The brunette was clean shaven with a camel toe pussy as far as I could see.  The redhead was as red on the top of her head as well as down. I fell in ‘love’ with both of them before they made it into the water.

 

 I was staring when Corrine poked me and jokingly said “You’re drooling.” One asked Corrine if we were married and she said “No”.  I stretched my neck out of the water high enough showing my hickies saying “I’ve been branded though as owned. So I’m not available if you were thinking about it.” The girls laughed and Corrine snickered as she stuck her fingers in my ribs under water. I was disappointed the girls had arrived as I had planned on trying to make love to Corrine in the pool. In reality, the pool was so hot I don’t think it was a possibility.

 

It was time to leave …. we were both well done. Corinne gathered her clothes to go change. I dropped my wet shorts as Corrine’s eyes rolled back in her head as I put on my clothes. The girls never gave me a second look. No use anyway. …. The water was so hot my pecker and balls had shrunk and were hiding somewhere up and between my legs to get away from the hot water.

 

We walked slowly back, both of us quiet. The pool seemed to have removed all the troubles of the mind. I was sensing all the good feelings and thoughts that I had collected in my mind these last days. I knew I had to be careful with what was going on inside of me. Not for me though …. I had to be careful for Corrine and her feelings. I was here in the park to fish …. Corrine thought she was here to fish, but Corrine was on a rebound … hurting from her past.

 

She sensed something …. I was at her side but I was far away, lost in my thoughts. She broke the silence and I went to her as a focus. I knew why right then. Corrine was bringing me back from where I had been, to right by her side. She wanted me to be with her and not somewhere she was not comfortable with.

 

Corrine was reflective! “I think I talked too much last night! I said things that I should not have said. I spoke of a person who I should not mention at least to you.”

 

 I uttered a non-committal understanding grunt. We stopped walking and she hesitantly and with embarrassment asked me if she was ok in bed! She didn’t know and was worried about us!  Her last friend must have hurt her so.  She was a good lover and she sure should have been aware of her charms.  I held her by her upper arms and knowing what her X had said

 

 “You are the best lover I have ever been with. You give all of yourself to me when you are with me. You are more than very special to me.”

 

She just rested her head on my chest and said those are the most beautiful words I could have said to her that day. We started to walk hand in hand again. As we were going along I whispered “Can you hear me?” She nodded yes as she looked at me questioningly. I whispered “You’ve touched me deeply these last few days.”

 

 She was not expecting that comment and she reacted to it, a little bit stunned.  Her eyes began to fill with tears. We kissed each other gently and I think we both felt more with the gentle kiss than a deeper one just then. We walked on again, hand in hand, with Corrine staring at the ground and quietly sniffling into my handkerchief. Every now and then she would utter a big sigh and resume sniffling, never saying a word.

 

 We finally arrived back at the truck and she climbed in. I closed her door and walked to my side of the truck and climbed in. She slid across the seat and pulled her legs up on the seat so she could get real close and hold on to me with both arms around my neck and her head on my shoulder. She had to move as I went to start the truck. Her eyes were red and still filled with tears. I knew I was emotionally touched by our walk and conversation. I wanted to know what Corrine was thinking about while she was wearing her emotions on her sleeve. I wanted to know what the reasons for all her feelings were.

 

I said “A penny for your thoughts!!” Corrine lifted her head from my shoulder to gaze into my face and sobbed out … “I am soooo hungry honey! … I’m sorry!”

 

 

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Corrine mentioned that she needed to leave Yellowstone and return to Oregon in a few days. She was very sad as she spoke telling me that she didn’t want to leave me and wanted to stay because I had made this vacation so memorable.

 

I tried to explain that she had to be careful thinking about what we said in our quiet moments and just how vulnerable she was at the present time. She should go back home and we will keep in close contact. That will allow her to think out her associations with everybody including me. I told her that I never had been to Oregon and I’ll come up to see her and we will go fishing there. She was now more relaxed and we set out to have another good day in Yellowstone.

 

Bears had been sighted in one area along the Yellowstone River and we decided to hike back in away off the beaten path to see if we could see the bears or other wildlife away from the road. The day was beautiful and after walking about a mile along a small animal trail we came upon a pop up tent along a small stream. The tent was in an area that I knew was off limits to soft sided tents because of possible bear contacts. The occupants were definitely in harms way.

 

 The tent at first appeared to be unoccupied until we were close enough to hear softly spoken words. It quickly became apparent when we were quite close that two lovers were having a really good time. They were obviously screwing doggy style and just about to climax. We moved away quickly just as things got quite vocal as to their point of no return and Corrine was holding her hand to her mouth trying to not laugh.  We moved off and they never knew that we were in the area.

 

 I pulled at my crotch of my pants as I thought about what was going on in the tent. Corrine commented if I wanted to go back to the tent and try to get a little, it was alright with her. I told Corrine that I was not thinking of getting a little back at the tent ….I was thinking of getting a lot right here with her. She took it as a joke and put her arm around my waist and said she knew I was thinking of her.

We came upon a very large meadow covered with wild flowers surrounded by pine trees.  We settled in next to a series of large rocks on the edge of the trees and waited with our cameras and binoculars. Several animals of Yellowstone were making their appearance browsing and passing through the meadow area. A large coyote exited the trees and ran across the meadow quickly followed by a cow elk with a calf that were obviously apprehensive. They disappeared from our view as a large sow bear with two cubs came into the meadow to feed on the wildflowers and other bits of food. Corrine was delighted with all the wild life and set about taking photographs. The bears were a distance away and not aware of our presence.

 

The morning warmed as the sun rose higher in the sky ….the animals disappeared back into the trees …. the many insects of the field began to sing as Corrine named several as she heard them singing. She also imitated several birds that were near by and they responded to her whistling. She was very good with her imitations.

 

It was now quite warm and we stretched out in the meadow’s edge in all the wildflowers. We were just feeling good about everything about us and talking about our good times together.  I went just a few feet and picked several different wildflowers and entwined them into her long blond hair. I whispered she was extraordinarily beautiful to me in the sunlight and she looked like Mother Nature now. Corrine’s eyes filled with tears again and she pulled me down holding me close without saying a word. She was a very sensitive woman and seemed to respond emotionally to the smallest words of affection. We lay there enjoying the surroundings, completely content with ourselves for the moment.

 

A few minutes passed when Corrine then whistled a few notes. I didn’t hear any birds and I asked her after a couple of whistling attempts what she was calling as I looked up and around the close by trees. She jovially explained to me it was the mating call of Mother Nature calling to Father Nature. She could not restrain herself from laughing because she had fooled me completely. She laughed and mimicked me by cranking her head from side to side as she lay on her back saying “Where are the birds?”

 

I leaned over her and slowly descended to gently kiss her lips as she asked me to make love to her right there in all these flowers. We both removed our pants forgetting that we had to first take off our hiking boots to get out of our pants.

 

“You know Bobby that I have never made love in a field of flowers, never ever!” I whispered to her also that “I had never made love in a field of mountain wildflowers flowers either.”  I lied, but sometimes white lies bring much pleasure to the one who is listening.

 

Corrine took hold of me and placed me at the opening of her muffin as I positioned myself over her. I was more than ready to make love in this lonely setting. This was to be a love session with the sharing of a mutual passion and not one of sexual heartiness. We moved slowly and deliberately always maintaining eye contact and with very gentle kissing. Everything was so pleasant and sensual under the blue sky, the bright sun and myriads of mountain wildflowers.

 

There was something very special and different about this love making secession. We were not speaking but her eyes were communicating how pleasurable my stroking was to her. It excited me to see the smile and how she sent me back sensual messages of our love making. After a few minutes of moving in unison, with almost no vocal expressions of pleasure, she whispered that she was close to cuming.

 

She wrapped her arms and legs around and over my back and squeezed me close to her as she slowly pushed against me and said “Any time now Bobby ” I pushed in as deep as could as she raised her hips to meet me with her desires.  With a few loving strokes I came deep within her. Corrine moaned very softly with me to each contraction of my cock as I squirted several times very strongly. I could feel Corrine’s body movements as she climaxed almost in unison with me.

 

Corrine released me from her leg grip and settled down onto to the grass and flower filled meadow. I rolled off her and on to my back. Corrine explained that her climax felt like she was blushing over her whole body and she seemed to get warm all over. It was very different than any other climax she had experienced before.

 

I felt very relaxed and content but drained of all energy.  I just felt like smiling at the sky and feeling the warm sun. We held hands for some time until I moved to pick some more small flowers that were just covering the meadow floor. I gave her the flowers and kissed her sweetly on the lips and said “For a beautiful lover!” Corrine eyes filled as she whispered “You do or say something everyday that I’ve been with you that makes me feel so special I could cry!” With that she rolled on top of me and sobbed deeply for a few minutes with her head on my chest. Damn, after a minute she almost got me going with her.

 

While we both recovered and were getting dressed, Corrine voiced an opinion that she thought that I had buttered her muffin better that day than any previous day. I always loved that expression ….it made an indelible impression on me. We made love a few more times before we separated and Corrine left for her home. Each time the love making was like what we had shared in the meadow … mostly quiet, very loving and sincere. The love making in the meadow changed just about every thing we felt when we were together.

 

We exchanged phone and work addresses to keep in touch. I stayed and fished the Yellowstone River for a few more days. The fun was missing without Corrine and I left to return to work.

 

I was not able to establish contact with Corrine at the addresses and phone numbers that she gave me. My mail came back with a statement saying no forwarding address listed. I finally wrote her off as a sexual encounter who had seduced me with much grace.

 

It was some months later when my secretary dropped off some mail on my desk. She mentioned while smiling and a gleam in her eye that one of the pieces of mail smelled nice of perfume. There was a card in the envelope that just said from a friend. Written in side were a few words saying that I think of you everyday. I should never have left you in Yellowstone. I made a big mistake. Wishing you the best.  Maybe I’ll see you on the Yellowstone River some day.  C.           

 

 No return address ….the envelope was post marked Redlands Cal.      

The dream

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The Dream

by thedeep

copyrighted 2005

Jim is silent, using all the stealth he learned as a Marine Recon Ranger, as he walks thru her house.  He needs no lights to find her, he can sense her location, he has no doubt she is in the room as he eases the door to the bedroom open.  The only sounds are her deep breathing and the thumping of his heart as he nears her.  He slowly kneels beside her bed, she is even lovelier than he remembered, and he does not want to disturb her sleep.  He eases the plastic bag he had prepared and removes the cloth, then he puts it over her nose and mouth so she will breath in the sedative.  He knew this was necessary, because the shock of seeing him might make her scream, and he could not chance that.
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He had traveled many miles on this quest; he did not want to screw it up now.  Jim gently lifted Sally from the bed, and wrapped the sheet around her so she would not get a chill.  He tenderly carried her out of the house into the waiting car and drove off.  By the time she finally stirred from her sleep, they were aboard Jim’s boat headed south.  At first she was confused and slowly it dawned on her she was being kidnapped.  She was more mad than scared, because she knew Jim would never hurt her.

So gathering up her courage, Sally finally asked Jim what the hell he thought he was doing.  Jim having had little sleep in the past few days, lost his temper.  He grabbed her turned her over his knee and paddled her like a 6 year old.  She was shocked and a little aroused at Jim’s actions and squirmed on his lap, yelling at him to stop this instant.  That was the wrong thing to say to him, he flipped her nightgown over her back and jerked down her panties and really spanked her.  She whimpered and squirmed even more and Jim found that he had an erection, from the sight of her red ass.

Jim was sorry he had spanked her, but was also turned on.  He began to massage the hot red cheeks of Sally’s ass, which caused her to moan and squirm even more.  He could not resist the stroking of her beautiful ass, as his hands seemed to have a mind of their own.  He loved the feeling of her soft warn hips, the swell of each ass cheek, and the warm crevice that he could not help but explore.  He spread her cheeks and gazed at the pink rosebud, his hands moved lower and found a warm wetness at her pussy.  

He rubbed Sally’s pussy and it got wetter, gathering some of her lubrication, Jim moved his hand back to the rosebud that had captured his attention.  He could not help but massage the rosebud with his lubricated fingers.  First circling the pink object of desire then gently pressing his finger in.  He leaned down to get a closer look as his finger moved in and out, and could not resist kissing the closest cheek of her ass.  He removed her from his lap and placed her on the deck of the boat on her hands and knees.  He got behind her and gathered more of her juice from her wet pussy.  Again his finger found its way back into her ass and as he watched it gently pumping in and out, he started kissing and licking around his finger.

Jim then flipped her on her back without removing his finger from her ass, so she had to plant her feet flat on the deck and lift her ass.  Jim pounced on the beautiful wet pussy with his mouth while still pumping his finger in Sally’s hot ass.  

He had not planed it like this, his plan was a slow seduction, but right now he could care less about the plan.  He licked and sucked and slurped her juices until his tongue cramped.  Then he finally removed the finger from her ass, and stood up to remove his pants and shirt.  The tented underware was next, Jim equipment was neither huge nor small.  He had never had any complaints about it.  He knelt between Sally’s still wide spread legs, and slowly and gently inserted himself.  He leaned down and kissed her eyes, her cheek and neck, and finally ended up at her ears, where he kissed and licked and nibbled on her lobes.  As she tried to turn her head he captured her lips, gently at first, then with the passion that had build within him.  

He felt Sally’s legs wrap around his waist and start to meet his thrusts as they both moaned is sheer bliss.  Jim raised up and ripped the nightgown away from her ample breasts, and attacked them with his mouth and hands.  Jim’s pace picked up and the heels of her feet dug into his butt like spurs.  Their bodies were both drenched with sweat, but moving in harmony, slowly coming to the peak.  Jim had felt Sally orgasm several times already, but he knew this time was different, as she spurred and bucked beneath him.  

Then he felt it coming slowly from the soles of his feet, up his loins, tightening his balls, and finally erupting into Sally’s trembling body.  They had cum at the same time, as she had beat her heels on his ass and dug her finger nails across his back.  They collapsed together, into a sweaty heap on the deck of the boat.  Sleep over took them, as they lay in each other’s arms.

Jim woke first and covered Sally with a blanket, showered and went about the navigation of the boat.  He then went below and started coffee in the galley, then went back up on deck.  

Sally woke slowly trying to relish the dream she had, that is until she felt to rocking of the boat.  She sat up right and looked around, she could smell coffee, the sky above her was clear and a pale shade of blue.  She looked over the side of the boat and could not see land in any direction.  She got to her feet and stretched the stiffness out, from lying on the hard deck.  And then she saw Jim at he helm of the boat, she did not know what to say to him.

She made her way toward him, clutching the sheet around her, because her nightgown was torn to shreds.  As she neared him, Jim turned to her and said, hello beautiful!  That was all it took, her heart melted, she just could not be mad at him.  He set the helm on auto pilot and took her into his arms, with a tenderness no one would expect from the looks of him, he kissed her and sat her down in the pilots seat.  He said he would be right back, and before Sally could wonder where he had gone, he was back with two steaming mugs of coffee.  

After Sally had taken her coffee, Jim stood beside her with his arm draped across her shoulder, pulling her to his side.  They did not speak but stared out at the bluest ocean Sally had ever seen.  After a bit, Jim left her again and went below, not long after he came for her and guided her down the narrow steps to the galley where he had prepared a hearty breakfast for her.  For some reason, maybe it was the salt air, she was very hungry and dug in like a starving woman.  Jim watched her from across the table, he could never get enough of just looking at her.

After breakfast, Jim cleaned the dishes and showed Sally where the bathroom was.  She was shocked to see, her brand of toothpaste, a new toothbrush, a hair brush just like the one she had at home.  Her brand of soap was in the shower, and a soft fluffy set of towels with her name on them were also hanging there.  Under ware, shorts and blouse in her size were there also, she was speechless.  After she showered and got dressed, Sally went back on deck and stood beside Jim.  She put her arm around his waist and his arm went around her shoulders.  And they enjoyed the gentle rocking of the boat as it headed due south.  Sally never asked where they were going, because it did not matter as long as she had Jim beside her.

Part two if you want it will be posted

Three little words, but not the ones you think

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Corrin was filled with anticipation as she sat waiting for Dr. T. to arrive at the restaurant. She'd been corresponding with him by email since graduation two years earlier, and this was her first visit back to the small college town of Royale, Wisconsin, in that two-year period. She remembered being so excited on graduation day -- the only exception being that she wouldn't get to see him on an everyday basis anymore. She'd taken every single class he taught since she started in the art program five years earlier. Five years was a long time to want something you could never have.

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(Corrin): When I first met Dr. T. (Theodore LaRue), I was a confident but scared freshman, far away from my small-town home and fresh out of high school the semester before. I can remember thinking how sweet he looked in his little bow-tie and blue button-down shirt -- a father-figure was how I first pictured him. It wasn't until I started seeing him everyday and not wanting to leave after class that I started to realize I was in love with him. It wasn't as if I could talk to anyone about it. He was my only adult confidant at the university, and of course I couldn't tell him. I mean, I would die of embarassment. Not to mention that he was married to another professor at the university. I tried talking to my girlfriends about it, but they just laughed or crinkled up their noses. "Gross!" Sara said, "He's almost old enough to be your grandfather." Of course, in my own defense, she was full of crap: he was about 52 years old to my 18 years old, but that's more like daddy age, not grandfather age! "Yeah," I said. "I'm sure it's just some latent father figure thing -- psychology, here I come." And we would laugh about it. But it didn't get any better. The longer I was in the department, the more classes I took ... it just got worse. I would have dreams of him telling me his wife was cheating on him and that he was so lonely during one of our two-hour-long "advising" meetings in his office. He never got that personal in real life, but in my dreams, that soft couch in his office ended up as a bed while I comforted this sweet, grieving man with my luscious size 18 body and DD breasts. It never happened, of course, but I wasn't going to break up a happy marriage, and besides, who’s to say that he would want me like I wanted him anyway! So there I was, two years after graduation, and we were going to meet at a local pub and have a few drinks like civilized, adult friends. It's ok, I thought ... I'll just be an adult and we'll both go our separate ways. Friendship is better than nothing, right? And it wasn't as if I was just pining away for him or anything. I'd dated several guys while I was at school and had just broken up with a really sweet guy who wanted way too much commitment considering that I wasn't in love with him. I kept wondering if the "right" guy would ever come along. Of course, as this thought ran through my mind, I looked up and there he was -- button-down shirt, undone bow-tie and all. He was such a cutie! His gray hair was always kind of wild, but he kept it short. It was almost as if he styled it to look like he had been running his hands through it all day, because even when I met with him first thing in the morning, it always looked like that.

I got up in my pink sweater, which was stretched tight over my abundant breasts, and my lighter-pink, long skirt and gave him a big hug, squeezing those arms that always seemed too muscular for a man of his age. "Hey sweetie!" he said. "Have you been here long?"

"Nah, I just got here and ordered a coffee. Come sit with me!" I said.

"Yeah, just let me grab a beer, and I'll be right there," he said.

I watched him walk to the bar and chat with the barkeep. This was Dr. T's favorite pub, so I'm sure he and the guy were big buddies. I saw the barkeep glance at me and raise his eyebrows at Dr. T. They laughed about something and he headed back toward our table. As he walked toward me, I thought I saw his eyes linger at my pink-covered tits, but, then, it could have just been wishful thinking. It wasn't until he got to the table and sat down with two large mugs of beer that I knew for sure. He was definitely staring down my sweater! I mean, it's not as if you can miss them since they're so huge, but he hadn't ever looked at me like that before.

"So, Corrin, what have you been up to? I mean, I know we communicate by email and all that, but that's just superficial. What's going on in your life? Any marriage prospects yet?" he said.

I blushed as I responded, "Dr. T., you know me. I just can't commit to any guys my age. They just all seem so immature. I thought that would change after a while, but it doesn't seem to. They all just want someone to take care of them, and that's not what I want to do with my life."

"As well you shouldn't," he said. "You deserve so much more than that. Corrin ..." He paused after he said my name, as if he was savoring the sound of it, and took a long draft off of his frothy mug. "Drink up," he said. "We're in for the long haul since I don't have anywhere to be. And drop that Dr. T stuff. We're adults. Call me Teddy."

"Oh? Ok. Well, so, is Mrs. T. out of town?" I asked. As I said it, I watched his mouth tighten up, and some frown lines I had never noticed before appeared. I suppose I had never noticed because he had never really frowned at me before. But I found out it wasn't me he was frowning at this time either.

"Mrs. T. is no longer Mrs. T," he said. "We separated and divorced earlier this year. I didn't mention it in my emails because you always sound so bubbly and positive, and I didn't want to bring you down with any bad news."

"Dr. T. ... uh ... Teddy, I'm so sorry!" I said.

"Nah, it's been a long time coming, and we're both happier now. But enough about me," he said, "what's been going on with you ... no marriage, but you're career is going great, huh? I feel like such a success as a professor when I see my students succeed like you have. You've got a great job -- doing PR for a New York art studio is amazing!"

I blushed again. "It's not a big deal, really, but it's exciting work, and I love being around all of the art. I learn knew things every day."

He smiled. "That's great, sweetie."

The conversation went on, and the beer kept flowing. I knew my cheeks were red, and I was warm in my sweater. I had on a white, spaghetti-strap tank underneath, so I shrugged out of the sweater and watched Dr. T's (I couldn't get used to Teddy) eyebrows raise as he was faced with my ample cleavage. "Whew," I said, "it's hot in here!"

"Yeah, you're right," he said. "Let's get out of here. I'll drive you to your hotel. Just let me pay the bill."

After he paid, we walked out to his car. His large hand was warm on my lower back as he guided me to the passenger side and opened the door. As I waited for him to get in his side, I turned and watched as he rounded the rear of the car. I was amazed to see him adjust his belt and shift uncomfortably. He was hot for me! I couldn't believe it. When he got in and smiled at me, I made a split-second decision ... "Why don't we go to your house," I said. "I've never seen it before, and I'm not really ready to go back to my hotel yet. It's not exactly the Hilton, ya know."

I smiled at him as he responded, "That sounds like a great idea!" As he started the car, I made another decision and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. I wasn’t ready for his reaction, and my stomach flip-flopped as he groaned and grabbed my arms and turned his face to mind. “I might be reading this wrong,” he said as his sweet, alcohol-tinged breath caressed my face, “but I want you so bad it’s killing me.” Then his lips were on mine, hard and hot, as he kissed me like I was the breath of life. His tongue teased my heart-shaped lips as I put my knees in the seat and leaned in closer to him. He smelled so good – a mixture of dark German beer, clean soap, and that musky, all-male scent that was just him. His tongue was in my mouth, caressing the roof of my gums as I licked into his.

I groaned as he released my upper arms and ran his hands all the way down to my fingers. He brought my hands up and placed them on his chest, all the while still nibbling at my lips and sucking my tongue into his own mouth. I was so wet, and my hips had started their own little grinding motion, as if he was fucking me already, and he had barely touched me. I had wanted this for so long.

I placed my hands where the top two buttons of that blue button-down shirt were open. I had noticed that his bow-tie was undone when he came into the restaurant, and now I wondered if he had done it for me, if he had known how long I had wanted to untie it myself and put my hands inside on his hard chest, to feel his crisp chest hair against my soft palms. I did it now, as I looked into his eyes, and saw how much he wanted me.

“You’re killing me, Corr,” he said. “Stop looking and start touching, sweetie.”

His normally calm, culture voice was raspy, and his eyes were half closed as he looked at me. The man was sex incarnate, as far as I was concerned, and I did exactly what he wanted. I began to undo one button at a time, until his shirt was undone halfway down his chest. I sighed as I ran my pink-tipped fingernails through the crisp, fine hair I found there. He laughed low in his throat like he knew how much I had wanted this. As I got up the courage to look in his face again, I saw how much he wanted me too.

I hadn’t been paying attention to his hands, but I sucked in my breath as I saw an evil little grin at the same time that I felt his hand close over my aching right breast. My pebbled nipple stabbed his palm, and my breath hitched as I froze, afraid he would stop this wonderful assault on my senses.

“You’re so damn beautiful,” he said. “I have to see these beautiful tits. I love it that your big nipples are so hard, almost as hard as I am for you, sweetie ... feel how hard I am for you.”

It was his turn to draw a deep breath as I trailed my hand down and caressed his hard length through his dockers. He felt huge! Not that I would have cared one way or the other at this point. I was salivating for him. I wanted him fucking me so bad that my panties were soaked through. I could smell my own, sexy scent, and I knew he could smell it, too.

He continued caressing my right tit while his tongue went back to work. I gasped as I suddenly felt the cold air on my other breast. He had pulled both my bra and my tank down under my tit, and his eyes rounded as he leaned back from our kiss to stare at my creamy white skin and dark, rosy nipple. “Beautiful,” he breathed, like a man entranced, and he leaned in to take my nipple in his mouth. This was no slow assault. He started suckling like a newborn immediately, and I felt the pull of that hot mouth everywhere at the same time. My pussy clasped together, and my ministrations to release his dick became more insistent. “I want you inside me … fucking me … please,” I gasped out.

“Mmmm,” he said as he leaned up from my swollen tit, “such dirty language from such a beautiful little mouth. Tell me again, baby, what do you want?”

I was embarrassed now, not sure if my language was a turnoff to him or not, but I reiterated my want in a strangled voice as he immediately pinched my nipple and pulled it toward him and roughly said, “Tell me…now.”

“I want you to fuck me … please.”

“No, Corr, not here. You’re too good for that,” he said, “but, just so you don’t think me rude, I’m going to give you a little taste of what’s in store for you later.”

“Wh-What do you mean,” I breathed, as his now-tender ministrations at my breasts were making it difficult to concentrate.

I was surprised and a little upset when he stopped and had me sit back in my seat as if we had just gotten into the car. My brain started functioning a little better the further I got away from him, and I started to think about what was happening here. I had always pictured being the leading party in anything that happened between us. I had always pictured him as someone who needed me to comfort him, but I never realized that what I really wanted was for him to want me, not need me. My whole life, people had needed me … family, friends, boyfriends … they were all so needy, and I was always there, giving them what they needed. But here was someone who was giving me what I needed, and as I thought this, I wondered how long he had known that I needed someone to take care of me, when I myself didn’t know it.

While I had been thinking, he had straightened his clothes, started the car, and backed out of the parking spot. As I started to reach up and fix my tank, he stopped me by putting his hard hand on my thigh and saying simply, “Stop.” As I glanced at him questioningly, his fingers started to slowly pull my flowy, pink, ankle-length skirt up my legs. “Leave it, please,” he said. “In fact, I would love it if you would just take it off. I want to see those pretty pink nipples of yours harden while I touch … here,” he said as his hand covered my pink-satin-clad, sopping wet pussy through my panties.”

This man was more of a man than I had ever given him credit for, but even so, I wasn’t going to be riding down the interstate, bare tits hanging out, for anybody. Or so I thought. As I started to protest, he squeezed my nether lips together and said, once again, in a deeper voice, “I want to see those nipples.” Except, this time, he punctuated each word with a tight squeeze. “While you’re at it, take these off too,” he said, referring to my panties. I shook a little as I followed his instructions, but my body was only too willing; my nipples were rock hard, just as he was wanted, my pussy was gushing, and my breath was coming in tiny little gasps.

He had his hand back on my pussy as soon as I was re-settled, and oh, did those fingers feel good in my tawny curls. He played for a minute, and I scooted further down in the seat, wanting, trying to get those thick, hard fingers buried in my wet cunt. “Please …” I said. “Ugh, God!” came out next as he squeezed my hard clit between two fingers, then went lower, putting those same fingers inside me. It was no match for what I truly wanted, but my hips came up off the seat just the same. While my right hand wrapped around the seat under me, my left hand came up to hold my tit, the same way it always did automatically when my own fingers were inside me.

“God, you’re wet,” Dr. T said. “Feel me … get used to having some part of me inside of you.”

I was climbing that invisible wall, straining toward release, my hand on my soft breast, squeezing, my breath coming in gasps. I no longer cared that headlights were shining inside the car and anyone who was beside us would know for sure what we were doing. It never entered my mind; my whole being was concentrated on rolling my hips to get as much of Dr. T’s hand inside me as possible.

My orgasm was coming on fast, but his fingers seemed to be slowing down. I started to put my free hand down there to help him, but he seemed to read my mind. “Stop” was all he said, once again, but I knew what he was saying. I wasn’t allowed to help. He was doing this for me. So I just continued to grind against his hand, pulling my nipple, licking my lips, and then he said it … three little words that sealed the deal. “Cum for me.” And I did – a heart-pounding, pussy-gushing, hip-grinding orgasm. And that was just with his fingers inside me. I couldn’t wait to make it to his house.

Portugal: A Love Story

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 Hikikomori; a Japanesse term meaning 'pulling away, being confined' or, to a better and more ideological extent, 'acute social withdraw'. It isn't known very well in the United States, especially where I live, but it happens a lot. Basically, think about not wanting to have anything to do with your friends or your family. You go into extreme isolation due to various emotional factors of your life, weither it be cases like bullying, breaking-up, family pressures, peer pressures, etc.

 For the past two years of my life, hikikomori has overrun my life. I love to be by myself, and I hate going outside. I'm still forced to make my frequent trips to the college I attend to, and I was also forced to go job
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hunting due to my parent's lack of knowledge on the ordeal. My friends still come and see me, but I hate them to see me this way. For twenty-four hours a day I just want to be locked inside my room with a pack of cigarettes, my TV, my DVDs, and my video games. I never thought something else could bring me as much happiness as she brings me.

 Before I go anymore deeper into the story, you can call me Truitt. I guess I have lived in a normal life. I grew up in a nice quiant town in Tennessee, and I was loved by my parents everday. At school I was also the class clown, cutting jokes and messing around with everyone I talked to. But when I hit the 10th grade, everything changed. I met this girl that I'll call Missouri in a music class. After only a week of knowing her, I jumped at the chance to ask her out before my bandmate (a guy who told me he would take advantage of her if she were ever drunk around him), and she accepted. That was Valentine's Day of 2005, and it was the happiest day of my life at that time.

 She was my first girlfriend and, with that, comes a little pressure from my friends. See, I loved her, and I didn't want to hurt her. By hurt her, I mean have a sexual relationship with her. Don't get me wrong, I had sex with her once (and only once), but it was to try to strengthen my relationship with her, not to brag to my friends that I was no longer a virgin. Things were pretty good for the first four months, and then came summertime. I would see her every now and then, but she was mostly in Missouri due to problems with her grandmother's health. But every now and then she would call me, just to tell me that she loved me.

 When we went back to school the follow year, things were different. She had gotten contacts, dyed her hair, and became a completely different person. She jumped at the chance to be in a popular click, and it seemed that she left me behind. We were still dating, but we were distant. We had one class together that year, and that was Psych class. Around Christmas time, afer my sad excuses to try to make her realize that I loved her, she dumped me. I had in my possession a ring that I was going to give her on Christmas, one that I spent a year saving up to get.

 Heartbroken and depressed, I sold the ring and bought my first bag of pot. It was the only thing that made me happy, and I began to smoke pot everyday for almost six months. Through my friends, one of who has a little sister who is best friends with the girl, I found out that Missouri had been cheating on me everytime she went to, well, Missouri.

 At this point, I'll stop and say that I shouldn't have been a pussy to begin with, and I should have drilled her everynight. Like Banky from Chasing Amy said, "All a girl needs is a deep dicking."

 Back to Missouri. Not only was she cheating on me when she was in Missouri (which explains a phonecall she made to me late at night, with her crying and saying that she was sorry), she was also fucking this douchebag behind my back. Later on, I found out that it was just one douchebag, it was two. From that point on, I was on the verge of suicide. "Why didn't this girl just break it off of with me if she was going to do this? When Lord, when am I ever going to find someone who gives a flying fuck about me and not treat me like shit?" And I'm not talking about family or friends-type of love, I'm talking about emotional love.

 That is when I met her. I'll call her Portugal in this story because I don't want to give out her real name, but let me just tell you that her real name is beautiful. It brings me happiness when I see that name, and it's a rare occassion for that. Portugal lives in, well, Portugal, and she's probably the love of my life. I say that with a feeling of, "Ok, I don't think this woman is going to fuck me over, mainly because I can sort of call out bullshit now." If it does happen on the fact that she doesn't, then I'll suck it up this time. Drugs and suicide are for pussies and I, for one, am I tired of being something that I desperately want to chow down on.

 Ok, back to Portugal. She is amazing, and is one of those rare girls that just make you happy everytime you talk to her. I don't know what my fascination about this girl is, but there is just something about her that I can't get my head around. She's like the girl next door that you desperately wish to date but you'll never get to. In my case, she's the girl across the fucking Atlantic Ocean that I will probably never meet.

 Except for in my dreams.

 I woke up one day to find myself in a strange room, laying on an unfamiliar bed. In a rush, I looked around the room and all of it's accessories. A TV stood infront of the bed, turned off. A CD player stacked with indie music at the side of it quietly played as the alarm went off. "I've heard this band before," I thought to myself. "It's Be Your Own Pet." I looked over to the closet, which held a mirror, and examined myself. I was in a white t-shirt and boxers, and there was someone laying next to me.

 I turned my head to look at the figure it's hand raised up and slowly touched my face. It was her...it was Portugal. With a smile, she softly said, "Good morning," and kissed me on the lips. I looked back in awe as she continued to smile. "You alright, Truitt?"

 "Yeah," I said as I gathered my composure, scratching my head as she continued to smile at me innocently. "It's just I'm still kind of in that 'just-woke-up-from-sleep' mode." She laughed to herself and hugged me. I threw my arms around her and held her for a moment, and then she spoke again. "Come on hun, you have to get ready for work." She got out of bed, and walked into the hallway, her brown hair moving as she swayed her head to the music of Be Your Own Pet. I sat there bedazzled.

 Is this happening?

 Where am I?

 I climbed out of bed and entered the hallway myself, walking into the living room that was joined by the kitchen. She sat behind the island table in the kitchen, watching me as I looked out the window. My car was sitting outside in a parking space, and it looked to me like we were in an apartment complex, ground floor.

 "Want something to eat?" She said as she took a sip of her orange juice. "Nah, I'm fine." I scouted my surrondings some more. A large TV sat in the living room, and connected to it was an Xbox 360. There was a red couch along the wall and, in front of that, a coffee table with a few magazines on it. Pictures hung on the wall, and I walked over to them to inspect them closely. They were of me and her. I was in a tux, and she was in a vibrant wedding gown. At that moment I looked down at my left ring finger, discovering a ring placed on it. I looked over towards her and spotted a ring on her.

 "We're married?" I said quietly as I stood there. "Are you sure you're okay, Truitt? You're acting really strange today." She said as she moved from behind the island counter. "I'm fine," I said with a smile and a nod, "I'm going to take a shower."

 She smiled and turned back towards the kitchen, and made my way into the hall. Things were coming back to me at that moment: with the money I saved for my next semester of college, I traveled to Portugal to meet with her. From there we fell in love and, despite her father's objections, she moved to Tennessee with me. We got married on Valentine's Day, just to make the holiday seem happier for the both of us. I worked a simple job in an office, and she was taking college courses to become an interpruter.

 I entered the bathroom, flicking on the light and closing the door behind me. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself...I looked normal, but this could not be. When I went to sleep the night before, I was still in my own house, in my own room. "No worries now," I thought to myself as I took off my shirt and moved towards the shower, kicking off my boxers in the process. I slid the glass door to the side, and entered the shower. I reached for the handles, turning on the water as it blasted into my face.

 I sat there for what seemed to me forever, just sitting in the shower as the water poured off of me. For the first time in my life, I felt true love and happiness.

 "Truitt."

 I looked around, and saw the image of Portugal standing outside of the shower. She slid open one the glass door, and entered the shower with me. Her body was amazing, more amazing that I could ever have imagined it to be. She slowly made her way towards me, and I pulled her closer. I kissed her passionately, our tongues dancing in my air. My penis was becoming erect, and it began to rub on her body as we continued to kiss in the shower. We switched placed, and I took her form under the showerhead. Water was falling slowly on us, and she became more and more wet.

 "I love you." I said to her, holding her body in my arms. She looked up at me, her eyes almost in tears. "I love you more." I began to kiss her on her neck, working my way down to her breasts. I kissed both softly and on each nipple, and continued my way down. I threw one of her legs over my shoulder, and then the other. On my knees, her back pierced againist the wall, I began to eat her out. My tongue discovered the walls inside of her, reaching into every nook and cranny it could. She moaned with pleasured, and pulled my tongue out, substituting it with my index, middle, and ring fingers. I began to move them in and out of her as I rubbed my tongue againist her clit. She began to moan wildly, and quickly pulled my head back.

 I let her get off me, and we both stood up again. This time, it was my turn. She slowly kissed me as she worked her way down to my erect penis, and then slowly began to stick it in her mouth. She quickly began to suck me off as I began to feel the ectasy of her blow job. As some pre-cum dripped out of my penis, she lightly licked it off, and went back to quickly giving it to me. I couldn't take it anymore, and I blew right in her mouth. Surprised, but not exactly shocked, she took it all in. She quickly licked it clean before the water from the showerhead could, and stood back up to greet me.

 We began to kiss again, even more passionately then we did more. My hands grabbed on to her well-made ass, and I placed her body againist the sliding glass door. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I grabbed one of her legs and placed it around me. I kissed her again, and I entered her. It was heavenly, and I began to slowly make love to her in the shower. With every thrust she moaned louder, digging her fingers into my back. I felt her wet legs as I discovered her body while I continued to fuck her.

 I took her off my penis, and she leaned directly underneath the showerhead. I stood behind her, holding her hips as I stuck my penis in her warm vagina. There we stood, the water dropping down on us, making love. Her moaning became more frantic, as did my thrusting. We were both close to cumming, and she stood up. I wrapped my arms around her wraist, grabbing onto her boob as she began to reach climax. I kissed her softly on the neck and ear, as she reached behind her to hold onto my neck.

 "Cum inside me!" She said with a virbato voice, her body trembling with pleasure as I picked up the pace. I felt her juices connect with my wang, and I began to cum at the same time she did. We both let out two load moans as we embraced each other in the shower. We stood underneath the flowing water for what seemed to be forever, kissing each other softly and exchanging the words, "I love you." She turned her head, looking into my eyes. At that moment I knew she was the most beautiful girl I've ever laid my eyes on...and she was mine. "I love you too, Princess." I said as I kissed her on the lips one last time.

 I woke up to find the alarm on my clock ringing violently, Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle playing on my TV. For the first time in my life, I woke up and felt alive.

Best Friends progession Part 1

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Let me introduce myself, my name is Matt I’m 18 years old from England. I have mid length blonde hair and long legs making me 6’0. I am on the thin side but make up for it with brains. This is my first story.

 

Sitting on my bed on one Friday evening, phone in hand texting a girl called Holly. Let me tell you about Holly, she is like a sister to me, and I a brother to her. We are in no way related but we do however call each other Bro and Sis, as you would. Well Holly is a 15 year old girl about 5’7 in height and with golden blonde hai

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r coming down to just below her shoulders. She has just started to blossom with her nice curvy thin body. She hasn’t yet begun to fully develop breasts and so she is just like a normal 15 year olds size.

 

Well back to the story… I was texting Holly the usual stuff when she replied to a text saying she was upset and needed to see someone. This came out of the blue so I called her. She answered the phone and instantly I could tell she had been, and still was, crying.

 

“What’s wrong lovely?”

“I have had a shit day, which has just been topped off by finding out that two family members died last week. I have to attend two funerals in 3 days!”

“I’m sorry lovely would you like me to come round?”

“I would much rather go to yours if that’s okay, want to be away from my family for a while. Hate being reminded of the funerals, you know what I mean?”

“Yeah I know what you mean and of course you can come round mine. I am alone anyway so we can talk without getting disturbed. Want me to pick you up?”

“Yeah if you could that would be great, I will tell me mum I’m coming over. Can I say I’m staying the night?”

“Yeah you can stay the night.”

“Okay thanks bro, see you in a minute”

“Bye sis love you”

 

Hanging up the phone I got my coat on, picked up my keys and began walking to Holly’s house. Luckily she lived only 5minutes walk away from me so I didn’t need to drive. Five minutes had past when I arrived at her door. Knocking I waited for an answer. The door opened and Dawn, Holly’s mum was there.

 

“Hey Matt you okay?” She asked quiet politely

“Yeah thanks Dawny. She getting her stuff together?”

“Yes she is, won’t be long”

“I hope” We both laughed as I saw her coming down the stairs.

“Hey Holz got everything?” Dawny asked.

“Yep, I will see you on Sunday afternoon call me when you get back from shopping.

“Okay Honey see you later, Bye Matt take care of her for me”

“I will try”

 

After the door was closed we began walking. I had offered to carry her things but she declined saying it was no trouble in her carrying them. I then picked her up and carried her in my arms.

 

“What you doing silly?”

“I said I would pick you up, I meant it literally!”

This seemed to cheer her up as she was giggling all the way home, her still in my arms. I had managed to carry her for about 10minutes. It took so long due to the slowness of my walk.

We got to my front door and I put her down to get my keys out of my jeans. Opening the door I carried her stuff inside through the house out into the garden and into the Log cabin out back. The cabin was big enough for six people to hang out in so with only two of us it was quite comfortable. We sat on the leather corner sofa in front of the TV and just chatted while a DVD was playing in the background. She had managed to go for a few hours without crying until she mentioned the funerals next week.

 

“Oh Matt I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to go to the funerals I won’t be able to take them. I never even met them anyway”

“Come here Klutz” I hugged her and held her tight as she cried on my shoulder.

“Thank you Matt I don’t know what I would do without you”

“You would probably have someone else like me…”

“Nobody is as nice as you though”
”Stop it you’re making me blush. Now let’s watch another DVD.

 

I put on one of those comedy chick flicks and we sat there watching it. About five minutes in she grabbed my hand and held it tight. She then leaned her head on my shoulder and put her other hand on my leg. Not bothered by this I just kept watching. At times when I noticed her grip get tighter I stared at her beautiful face. That was when I discovered I loved her. All the months we had been talking and becoming close I didn’t realise that I felt this way about her. I was 18 and she was only 15, barely even legal. What would people think? Would they call me a paedophile? I just put those thoughts out of my mind and kept staring at her.

 

“Do I have something on me?” Holly had noticed me staring.

“No only your beautiful face” I laughed, she looked confused

“You think I’m beautiful?”

“The most beautiful girl I have ever met. I mean it.”

“You said that differently than you usually compliment me. Have you forgotten that we are brother and sister?”

“No I haven’t”

“Wouldn’t that be Incest if you liked me like that?”

“Who says that would put me off? Nothing could stop me loving you Holly. You are too special for excuses like that”

“That’s so cute. I love you too” She then gave me the biggest hug she had ever given me before. Not wanting to push my luck I left it there and carried on watching the end of the film.

 

I began to notice Holly yawning more and more so suggested she go to bed. She agreed and went to get into her PJ’s. She came out again in little miss giggle pyjamas which looked so cute.

 

“I was going to wear me Hot pants and t-shirt but with you in the bed too didn’t want to seem like a slut”

“The same bed? I was going to sleep here. Are you sure you want me in bed with you?”

“Of course why would I mind?”

 

Still surprised at this I gave in and told her I needed to get a t-shirt and shorts. I normally only wear boxers to bed but wanted to be polite and wear something like pyjamas. I left the log cabin and went to my room. I took my boxers off and grabbed a pair of loose shorts and a t-shirt and threw the on. I then headed back to the Log Cabin and locked the door behind me.

 

Holly was already in bed as I heard her shout for me to hurry up. Not wanting to annoy I ran to the bedroom and jumped in. She was already nice and comfortable under the covers so I jumped over her and lay next to her on the wall side.

 

“Hey bro”

“Hey sis…”

“This is nice isn’t it?”

“Yeah nice and comfortable feels nice to have someone to fall asleep next to… wait that sounds bad” We laughed

“Well let’s cuddle up and make it even better”

I sensed a slight sign of flirting in her voice as she spoke to me. Her asking to cuddle up was what made my hormones go crazy. As she put her arms around me, and mine around hers, my cock slightly twitched. Well would you blame me? Lying in bed hugging a beautiful and hot girl with the perfect body. Who cares if she was only 15 and that we felt like brother and sister.

 

“I love you Matt, I always have more than I could control. You have always been there for me when nobody else was. I would have killed myself tonight if you hadn’t cheered me up. I would like to thank you in the best way I know how.”

With that she leaned in and kissed my tenderly on the lips. I responded by kissing back. She gently tried to push her tongue into my mouth; I took the hint and opened. Her tongue swirled around my tongue and min around hers.

 

I was in heaven. My cock was throbbing as I lay there holding her while passionately kissing. I gently moved my hand down her body towards her ass. Reaching it I caressed her. With my other hand I move it up under her shirt and grabbed her small breast. I gently squeezed it while my two first fingers pinched her nipples. Her hand had moved down to my cock and had a hold on it. She began to move her hand up and down tossing me off.

 

“Stop one minute let me make you feel special first.”

“Okay take me wherever you want”

 

I let go of her and removed the annoying covers from the bed. Taking off her Pj’s to reveal her amazingly smooth and beautiful body. Her breast had light brown small nipples. Her pussy had a few hairs just above it and I could tell she hadn’t even started shaving yet.

 

“You are even more beautiful with no clothes on” I said as I began to kiss down her body. Slowly I kissed down her neck, to her shoulders down to her breasts. I made sure to kiss all around her nipples before licking them. When I first placed my mouth over her nipples she moaned and shifted her body slightly.

 

“Do you like that?”

“Mmm yes” She moaned as I sucked on her right nipple.

 

My hand was now running up and down her leg teasing her. Each time I got close to her pussy I stopped and went down again. One final time I went up but this time I touched it. It was soft and smooth I slowly slid a finger down her slit causing her to moan more. Not wanting to tease a moment longer I pushed the finger slowly inside her gorgeous pussy. With my thumb I rubbed her now exposed clit. As her pussy got wetter and wetter around my finger I stopped in order to push another inside her. I now had two fingers inside her fingering her frantically.

 

I could tell she was close as she was breathing hard and moaning constantly. Her body then began to shake as she hit her first orgasm, soaking my fingers.

 

“Oh my god that was the best, much better than when I do it myself…”

“You finger yourself? Didn’t think you did”

“Yea and I have always thought of you while doing it. I love you” We then kissed before I took my fingers out of her pussy and tasted her juices.

“Let me taste” I soaked two fingers in her cum and she took them into her mouth. Her tongue ran all around them as she sucked her own cum off my fingers.

“I taste good. Bet you taste better though…”

“You will have to wait I’m afraid missy. You have a lot more treatment from me yet”

“Can’t wait”

“You don’t have to”

 

Lowering my body so my head was level with her soaking pussy, I proceeded to lick her. She reacted with a loud moan. This caused me to give her another longer lick. I licked so much her cum was all in my mouth. I then began to literally eat her pussy causing her to give me more cum of hers to eat. Wave after wave of orgasm hit her and wave after wave of cum was fed to me.

 

“I think that will suffice”

“That was the best feeling ever. Hope you got enough cum I think I exploded five times in your face.”

“Yea and it was delicious” I said as I licked my lips.

“Your turn lovely, I have never done this before but I will try my best to please you”

“Just having you here pleases me honey”

“Well then this will please you even more then”

 

I watched as her small blonde head lowered itself down towards my cock. Before I was expecting it she licked the head of my 7inch long cock. I couldn’t watch due to the pleasure I was experiencing. I just lay back and stared up at the ceiling while Holly Licked and sucked my cock. It didn’t take long of her amazing treatment of me to feel the build up of cum in my balls. I warned her that I was about to cum but her just carried on sucking. I gave one last gasp as I exploded in her mouth.

 

“I’m sorry” I said. She then took my cock out of her mouth and swallowed all my cum.

“Why say sorry? I wanted you to do that. I have been waiting to taste your cum since I was 13years old, when we first met.”

“Really? You are full of shocks tonight. I don’t know about you but I’m tired I think we should sleep.”

“Sure we have all weekend to do more”

 

With that we both fell asleep in each others arms. That night I dreamt that I had finally fucked Holly. I wouldn’t have to wait long for it to become more than a dream…

 

To be continued...

This is my first story so comments both positive and negative welcome.

 

Mrs. Goodwin-Part 2

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The story so far… After school I had gone to say ‘good-bye’ to my lady PE teacher, Mrs. Joan Goodwin. She was in the coach’s locker room, in her underwear. Mrs. Goodwin induced me to caresses her breasts, and had invited he to come over to her house.

I rode over to the faculty parking lot, looking for Mrs. Goodwin’s car. I was very sure that she drove a Gold Duster, but I wasn’t completely sure. I cruised around the parking lot, trying not to look like I was loitering. Sure enough, Mrs. Goodwin came walking into the parking lot and headed toward that Gold Duster that I had pegged as hers. She had changed into a nice pair of tan slacks and a plain white blou

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se. I rode my bike over to her.

"Hi, Mrs. Goodwin."

"Oh hi, Andrew. Still here?" she said with a smile. She dug into the pocket of her slacks and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. "Could you be a dear and throw this away for me?" she asked.

"Sure, Mrs. Goodwin," I said taking the paper. I got up on the pedals of my bike. "Have a nice weekend, Mrs. Goodwin."

"I’m sure I will, Andrew," she called after me as I rode away.

Once I had saw Joan drive away I un-crumpled the paper she had given me. As I suspected, it was her address and the notation ‘Give me ten minutes.’ That was easy enough request to follow, and I figured that it would take another ten minutes or so to ride over to her house.

I gave Mrs. Goodwin the ten minutes head start that she wanted, and then rode over to her house. I was right in my estimate of how long it took. Mrs. Goodwin’s house was a rather nondescript southern Californian late fifty’s era tract house. It was white with yellow trim, and a nice green lawn in front. Mrs. Goodwin’s car was in the driveway. I pulled my bike up in front of her car.

I had a kind of odd feeling in the pit of my stomach as I walked up to the front door. I liked Mrs. Goodwin, I was still turned on by what happened in the coach’s locker room, and part of me wanted to continue, but also part of me wanted to run away. I took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and rang the door bell.

Mrs. Goodwin opened the door.

"Well, hello there, Andrew," she said smiling at me. "Please come in. How nice of you to drop by."

She led me into the living room. I noticed that it was dark because the blinds were closed. She reached out her arms. I stepped up to her and we hugged for a long moment, nothing more. It felt so good just being held by Joan, feeling her breasts pressing against my chest. My penis was making itself known again. We then kissed on the lips. I was surprised when Joan tickled my lips with the tip of her tongue. I was ignorant of French kissing. With a little prompting I opened my mouth and let her tongue slip into my mouth. I was a weird feeling at first, but I sort of got used to it after a bit. I returned the favour and slipped my tongue into her mouth.

When we broke that passionate kiss. Joan patted my cheek. "Very nice, Andrew. You’re learning. Now, why don’t you have a seat on the sofa. Take off your shoes and stay awhile. I would offer you something, but I’m not used to having guests over to visit."

I did as I was told and sat down on the sofa.

"I’ll be right back, Sweetie."

I waited for what seemed like a long time, but was really just a few minuets.

When Joan came back in, she was wearing a satiny pink dressing gown. She looked very pretty. She sat at the end of the sofa.

"Come here, Sweetie," Joan said patting the seat next to her. I scooted over to her. I was quivering in anticipation. This whole thing was seeming like a dream. If it was a dream, I wanted it to slow down so I could savor every second of it.

She leaned over to me and kissed me on the lips again. It felt wonderful, again. Automatically, I took her in my arms. Locked in our embrace, Joan gently leaned back, pulling me with her. I reached out and took her right breast in my hand as we kissed deeply and passionately. Joan worked her dressing gown open and guided my hand to her bare breasts. I caressed those two perfect breasts.

Joan slipped her tongue into my mouth again. I was expecting it this time, so I let myself enjoy the sensation. With all of the stimulation by blood was coming to a boil. I broke our French kiss. I started smothering Joan’s face with kisses. My lips were every where: her eyelids, her ears, even the tip of her nose.

"Oh yes, Sweetie . . . Love me, Andrew, Sweetie, love me!" Joan murmured.

"I do love you, Joan!" I blurted out between kisses.

In her infinite wisdom she soon put her fingers to my lips. "Shush, shush, Sweetie. We have plenty of time. No need to hurry. Let’s just cuddle for a bit."

Reluctantly, I stopped my kissing. I rested my head on her shoulder, and Joan started to stroke my hair, after she closed her dressing gown.

"That’s it, Sweetie, just let me hold you."

"You know, Andrew, dear," Joan whisper in my ear after a few moments of silence, "I’ve always found you attractive, since that first day in class."

"I’ve always liked you, too, Joan."

"I’ve known that too."

We just held onto each other for a while. To continue my cooking metaphor, I had calmed down to a gentle simmer, and I guess that Joan could tell that it was time to turn the heat back up a bit.

"Andrew," she said with a mock seriousness in her voice, "You have been neglecting someone."

I gave her a baffled look.

She opened her gown to expose her left breast. I now knew what she was talking about. Back in the locker room I only had the chance to kiss her right breast, and the way we had been reclining on the sofa, it was my left hand that was free to do the feeling, so I was more inclined to reach out for her right breast. I knew what do.

As before I started kissing the base of her breast and slowly worked my way towards the nipple.

"Sweetie, you just know how to please me."

She took my left hand and guided it to her right breast. "We don’t want anyone to feel left out, dear." Joan then murmured and stroked my hair. "Oh yes, Sweetie, suckle my tittie!"

I decided to be a little bolder and I licked the sweet bud of her nipple. This seemed to hit a nerve.

"Oh yes, Sweetie, oh yes." Joan moaned softly. "Nibble on it, Sweetie."

I felt a little odd at this request, but I gently took her nipple between my teeth. I did not want to hurt her.

"That’s ... yes ... that’s perfect, darling, Sweetie, Andrew, lover, oh yes!"

With our any prompting I changed over to her right breast, and started kissing, licking and sucking on that nipple.

After a several minutes of that Joan stopped me again.

"You know, Andrew," she said taking my head in both hands, "You have me at a disadvantage: you have too many clothes on. Let’s start by taking your shirt off."

I obeyed and eased my OP polo shirt over my head and off. This was just the opening that Joan was waiting for. She kissed me on the right nipple. I almost jumped with the sensation. I had never thought of getting pleasure from my nipples, but they way Joan kissed them, changed my mind.

"Oh, Joan," I murmured, "That feels wonderful!" It was my turn to stroke her hair and kiss the top of her head. Her hair was very soft and fine. It felt good under my fingers.

Between kisses she asked: "Did you ever notice that when I assigned colors to the teams, I always had your team change to red shirts? I liked looking at your chest." She was referring to the individual squad teams in PE class. The boys wore reversible T-shirts: grey on one side, red on the other. To tell teams apart one team of the boys would change from grey side out to red side out, or go with out shirts; and the girls, much as the boys would have liked to see them change shirts; wore these stupid looking red tie-on bibs. "I always liked it when you chose to go ‘skins.’"

When Joan had finished kissing and caressing my chest, she leaned back in the corner of the sofa. She opened her dressing gown completely. She was wearing a very pretty pair of briefs. They had a lace waistband, and panels of lace that framed her mound. Much as I liked looking at her breasts, I could not take my eyes off of her pubes. My blood was starting to boil again.

"Would you like to kiss me down there?" Joan asked, noting my interest.

"Yes," I whispered huskily.

"Then come here, Sweetie."

There was something that I had to take of first: I took off my jeans and socks, so I was just wearing my briefs. My penis was straining at the front. There was even a little wet spot where I had leaked a little in my excitement. Joan smiled as I stripped off my pants. She reached over and patted the prominence in the front of my underwear.

"Very nice, very nice indeed!" she complemented me. "I’ll attend to you later."

I leaned over to her and kissed her full on the lips. Taking my time had worked well before, so I figured to continue with a winning strategy. I kissed Joan’s lips for a few seconds, then I moved to her cheeks, then down her neck, down her chest with a slight detour to kiss her under the right breast.

Joan, who had been breathing heavily, jerked and giggled. "That tickles!"

I continued by kissing down her beautiful body. Joan was about fifty years old, so her tummy was a little soft, but I didn’t care. On an impulse I rubbed my nose against her navel.

I slipped myself off of the sofa and knelt between Joan’s legs. By now I had reach the waistband of her undies. I didn’t take them off, I kept kissing her, through the smooth material of her panty. I eased my hands under her and held her bottom. I moved my lips closer and closer to her womanhood.

I had heard the locker room jokes about women’s pussies smelling like dead fish or rotten cheese. Joan had a very delicate scent, with just a hint of muskiness to it. I fell in love with the aroma of women’s pussies at that moment, although, never did I find one that had as sweet a perfume as Joan Goodwin’s. (Yes, over the years I’ve come across women who’s pubic hair was as rough as steel wool, who’s vaginal juices were as thick as used motor oil, and who did smell like rotten cheese.)

When my lips first touched soaking crotch of Joan’s panties, my penis felt like it wanted to burst. I new that I would ejaculate in an instant if I so much as touched it. I kissed up and down the length of her vulva. I then kissed in the crease where her legs joined her torso. There were wisps of fine public hair sticking out of her panty. I worked my tongue inside of her undies for my first real taste of heaven. It’s hard to describe the taste, but Joan was light, thin and sweet.

Joan was moaning and stroking my hair again. I was grunting and groaning in pure ecstacy.

"Oh Sweetie, take them off! Take them off, you tease!" Joan moaned.

In response I started easing her panties off. I stopped kissing her pussy, and as each little bit of skin was exposed, I kissed it.

I was slightly surprised. This was in the early days of ‘The Penthouse Revolution’ when men’s magazines first started showing the pubic hair of their models. From the few times I had seen those types of magazines I knew that women had thick amounts of public hair on their pussies. As I’ve mentioned, Mrs. Goodwin was in her fifties, so her’s was a little sparse, but long and fine textured. It felt good against my lips as I kissed across and down her mound of Venus.

When I came to between her legs I paused to take my first good look at a woman’s genitals. Here the information from Sex Ed Class was actually of some use. I did know the technical names of the various parts of a woman’s anatomy. Because of her age, a bit of Joan’s labia minora were peeking out, in what I would latter learn to a call a ‘butterfly.’ I thought it was a very beautiful sight. Again I kissed up and down the length of her womanhood. The tastes and scents were driving me crazy. The pot was about to boil over, to continue my metaphor.

"Use your tongue, Sweetie," Joan moaned. "Lick me, taste me, put yout tongue in me, Sweetie."

I did as I was told. The textures of skin and fine hair, combined with the ambrosia taste of Joan, were heaven on Earth for me. I didn’t want to stop, and from Joan’s moans and murmured endearments, she didn’t want me to stop either. I parted her labia with the tip of my tongue. I licked deeper and deeper into the folds of her womanhood. The tip of my tongue found the sweet bud of her clitoris, and I caressed it lightly. I was totally surprised by the reaction.

Joan groaned, moaned, arched her back, and clamped my head between her legs. She called out my name, and with an overarching "Oh Sweetie!" she collapsed.

I sat back on my heels. In my innocence I thought, for a brief moment only, that Joan might have had a heart attack. I was reassured when she started breathing deeply. She looked so beautiful laying there naked except for her dressing gown, which was wide open.

"Oh Andrew, that was wonderful!" she said smiling at me. "You know what I want."

I got up and sat back down on the sofa and closed my eyes. I may not have had an orgasm, but I was emotionally fulfilled. I had taken great pleasure in giving Joan her pleasure. I opened my eyes when I felt Joan move off of the sofa. She was positioning herself in front me, kneeling on the floor.

"Turnabout is fair play, Sweetie."

Joan leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I reached out for her breasts. Gently she pushed my hands away.

"Just lean back and enjoy, Sweetie. Let me do all the work now."

She rubbed my chest and nipples as she kissed me tenderly on the face. As I had done for her, she worked her way down my torso. I did as I was told and leaned back. At least until she got to the lower edge of my ribs. She hit just the right spot, and it was my turn to jump from being tickled.

"Oh, you like that?" Joan asked mischievously. "How about this?" she asked as she tickled the other side of my ribs with her fingers. I convulsed with laughter.

She smiled at me yet again. "I’m sorry, Sweetie, I just couldn’t resist. Lay back again. I’ll be good, I promise."

Joan resumed her kissing, studiously avoiding my ribs. When she got to my briefs she started easing the waistband down. My mind was racing and my heart was pounding. Joan was about to see my penis! No woman, except mom years ago, had seen my privates. I was struck with a sudden anxiety about my size, but I was enjoying myself too much to worry. I wanted Joan to see me.

Joan gently took my penis with one hand and pulled my briefs our of the way. My fears were allayed by what she said next.

"Beautiful! Just like I’ve imagined, Sweetie."

Of course I had masturbated, and enjoyed it very much. Now, with someone else, a beautiful woman, handling my manhood it felt better than it every had when I did it. Gently, knowingly, Joan softly pumped her hand up and down the length of my shaft. I was in heaven again. I closed my eyes to enjoy the overwhelming sensation of pleasure.

I was startled when I felt something warm and wet on my penis. I opened my eyes. Joan had taken my erect penis in her mouth and was bobbing her head up and down while she fondled my testicles. I was a wonderful sensation, but I didn’t want it.

"No, Mrs. Goodwin, no," I pleaded, "I don’t want to cum in your mouth."

Joan removed her mouth from my organ. "I won’t let you, Sweetie. When that happens I gag, and it ruins the mood." She resumed gently masturbating me. "Besides, I want you to cum in only one place." She gave me another mischievous look. "And that place is not here." She took my briefs off the rest of the way, and then stood up.

She held out her hand to me to help me off the couch into a hug. Our naked, or almost, bodies touched. The sheer pleasure of feeling her soft, warm flesh against mine was magnificent. Her breasts were pressed up against my chest, and my penis was squeezed against her leg. We kissed again, my hands scrambling for her breasts and bottom, while Joan took hold of my penis again. I struggled with alternating hands to slip her dressing gown off her shoulders. Shortly it joined the rest of our clothes on the living room floor. My manly instincts took hold, and I reached my hand between her legs to touch her pussy.

"Yes, Sweetie, that feels so good." Joan whispered in my ear as I slipped my finger between her labia. I rubbed around until I found her clitoris. She reach a small orgasm quickly. I was amazed at how sensitive she was.

Joan backed out of my hug.

"Come with me, Sweetie," she beckoned.

I followed her shapley bottom down the hall and into her bedroom. It was obvious even to my inexperience eyes that this was a woman’s bedroom: nice curtains, soft carpet, various feminine type knickknacks on the dresser and such. What I really noticed was that the bed had been turned down so it was open and inviting.

Joan laid down, and adjusted the pillows. "Come here, Andrew, lay next to me so we can cuddle some more." I took my place next to her and we eased into each other’s arms. Our lips met, and our hands roved.

I could not resist the allure of Joan’s breasts, so I wiggled down to kiss and fondle them while Joan played with my erect penis.

"Andrew, Sweetie," she whispered, "Are you ready?"

"Oh, yes, Joan, I’m ready." My words belied my nervousness. The Sex Education unit that was part of the overall heath class was useless at this time. I knew all about the difference between myosis and mitosis; the process of menstruation and a woman’s fertility cycle; and how the sperm and the ovum would come together to produce a zygote; but of the actual way bringing the two together was not covered in the course material. There were still things one had to learn hanging around on grubby street corners, or the boy’s locker room.

We rolled around so I was laying on top of Joan. She spread her legs and my penis touched her pussy. It was a marvelous and exciting feeling. I started to rub against her. Joan bent her knees and reached around and gently guided my expectant member into her vagina.

The sensation of entering a woman for the first time was, and is, a event really beyond the scope of words. It was warm, wet, velvety, and a thousand other wonderful words. I knew what to do, and I started thrusting. Ever the wise woman that she is, Joan wrapped her legs around my bottom to keep me from falling out. Being hyper-simulated I lasted only a minute or so before I had the most powerful orgasm of my young life. I groaned loudly and collapsed on Joan.

I was emotionally on edge. In the space of a Friday afternoon, I had been given my first adult kiss, felt my first women’s breasts, seen my first naked woman, tasted my first pussy, and now and my first of sexual intercourse. My breath was coming in heaving gasps and my heart was pounding. Then the sound of Joan softly crying entered into my world. That pushed me over the edge, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"I’m sorry if I did it wrong, Mrs. Goodwin," I blubbered. "I’m sorry, it’s all my fault."

Joan clutched me to her breast. She stroked my hair as we rolled back and forth.

"Oh no, Sweetie, no, no, no, you were wonderful. It’s just that it’s been almost seven years since I’ve had sex with a man. That’s why I’m teary." She kissed me on the cheek. "Oh, Andrew, you did more than that, Sweetie, you made love to me."

"I came too fast." I whispered sadly.

"Hush, Sweetie, I knew that you would. It wasn’t a disappointment." I could tell my the change in the sound of her voice that her tears were finished. "It’s more than just getting inside a woman. It’s all the wonderful things we did before. Now we have the wonderful things that come after." She paused. " Besides, we still have more time. We’ll have another chance."

"You mean it?" I asked.

"Of course I do, Sweetie. I’m trusting in the stamina of teenage boys." She pulled the top sheet over us. "Now why we don’t just lay here and enjoy each other."

So we lay next to each other, gently caressing each other, and softly kissing. Nothing strenuous or overly stimulating, just enough to keep the pot simmering.

"Tell me Andrew, do you masturbate?"

"Yes."

"Who do you think about?"

"Some of the girls," I said evasively.

"Like whom?" Joan asked teasingly.

"Well...Carla," I said naming one of the girls on my squad in PE.

"She is a nice enough girl. I don’t think she realizes what a teaser she is with her knickers always showing." Joan observed. "Any one else? Like Terry?" She said. "Her mother should buy her a stronger brassier."

All the guys were horny for Terry. She was very buxom, and single handedly made jumping jacks a spectator sport. "Yeah, I’ve thought of her, too."

"What about me?"

I swallowed. "Yes," I admitted softly.

Joan laughed and have me a big squeeze. "I had a hunch that you had, Sweetie."

"I’ll never think of anyone else!" I promised emphatically.

Joan laughed again. "You dear boy." She kissed me full on the lips again. "If you do ever think of someone else, don’t tell me." With that she picked up the pace of our caressing and fondling.

I did not need much to arouse me again, and I got that arousal from caressing Joan’s pussy. She was still wet from both of us, so I was able to slip my right middle finger into her vagina easily.

"Oh, Sweetie, yes, that feels wonderful." Joan said huskily. He breathing then became rapid and shallow. "Oh, oh, yes, Sweetie, lover, oh, don’t stop, oh, oh, oh." She moaned, her words tumbling out faster and faster. She clutched me tightly and buried her head against my shoulder to muffle a scream of pure pleasure.

I was taken aback by the intensity of Joan’s orgasm.

"Sweetie, you do that so very well." Joan said from my shoulder. "Now let’s do something different." She rolled me on to my back. "You see, Sweetie, the woman can be in charge sometimes," she told me playfully.

Joan draped her left leg over my legs. She rubbed my chest and kissed my face and nipples while she gently fondled my penis. I loved the sensations of her lips on by nipples and her hand on my penis. When Joan determined that we were ready again she knelt over me and slowly lowered herself on to my waiting penis.

For the second time that afternoon, I felt the extraordinarily wonderful sensation of being in a warm and loving woman. Joan slowly bobbed up and down.

"You see, Sweetie, this way the woman can control the pace to her liking."

What was to my liking was the fact that her breasts were dangling in front of my eyes. I took hold of those lovely orbs and fondled and caressed them to my heats content. I was able to take the nipples in my mouth as well.

"Oh yes, Sweetie, that is so nice. Yes ... yes." She murmured in pleasure.

As our climaxes approached Joan picked up the pace. I answered by thrusting with my pelvis to meet her strokes.

I moaned by pleasure, and with a cry of "Oh, Joan!" I ejaculated deep inside her womanhood.

The sensation of my semen flooding her was enough to push Joan over the edge of her orgasm. She gave and inarticulate yell of ecstasy and the she collapsed into my waiting arms.

We lay quietly in each others arms for several moments enjoying the feeling of each other’s warmth, and not wanting it to ever end. Regrettably, things had to move on.

"Oh Sweetie, Andrew," Joan whispered, "You were magnificent. It’s been so long since I’ll felt this way. Thank you, Andrew."

"Thank you, Mrs. Goodwin." I wanted to say ‘I love you, Joan,’ but I could not get the words out.

"Much I we might want to keep going, Sweetie, we have to stop." She smiled at me. "We’ve made a mess of the living room and my bed. We need to tidy up before Jack comes home."

The mention of her husband made me feel sick to my stomach. I had just cuckolded Mr. Goodwin. My upbringing told me that it was a sinful thing to do. Joan noticed the queasy look on my face. She held me tightly.

"I know, Sweetie," she said softly and slowly, "It may not be right, but you are very special to me, Andrew. And Jack has given up his rights to me. I’ve been lonely for a man’s touch."

This time I was able to get the words out. "I love you, Joan."

"I love you too, Andrew, my dearest, my Sweetie." We hugged tightly again. "Now come on, we’ve got work to do!"

Joan directed me to have a quick wash in her bathroom while she stripped the sheets of the bed. Joan brought my clothes to me. I was a little disappointed that while I was washing up she had gotten dressed again.

Things were all quiet when Mr. Goodwin came home from work. A load of laundry was in the washer, and I was sitting chastely with Mrs. Goodwin on the sofa, looking at scrapbooks from when she ran track at university.

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My names Crystal I’m about 5’2 shoulder length brown hair, honey brown eyes, 34d chest thick but slim body, tongue and a belly piercing. My best friends brother, Duce, stands at about 5’9 maybe a little taller around 175llb broad shoulders, nicely built body from working out and working as a mechanic. Lets just say that id liked him ever since we met an that weekend I was to find out he felt the same way.

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It all started when I took a trip to Indiana with my best friend Kristy, we were there bout 2 weeks when her brother Duce and there Ma came up to spend the next few days with us.

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3">When Duce first got there I was so happy ta c him, he had a faded pair of Anchor Blue jeans and a button down Aropostal shirt with a black cut off on. (Damn that boy is so fine…). When they got there I jus felt like because he hadn’t been able to pick on me for two weeks I had to start my little flirting games, so I went up to Duce an was like “ god you haven’t seen or picked on me or your little sis in like over two weeks and you cant even give us hugs” he just gave me a sly sexy smile and gave me a huge hug picking me up

( he knows I hate being picked up) than leaned over and gave his sister a little hug. After every one said there hellos and stuff we took everything in the house and all started hanging out, I never noticed how much I missed innocently flirting with Duce. That night Duce slept on the couch rite above me , I don’t know if he knew or not that every once in a while his hand would slip down and touch my face in the sweetest way, the way a lover savers his babygurl .

The next morning everyone was in and out of the showers trying to get ready to go over to their cousins Wren’s house. Well when I went into the shower Duce was laying on the bed in the bedroom the bathroom is located in. About two min. after I had gotten undressed Duce’s cus Ron needed to get his gel outta the bathroom so not thinking I just rapped a towel around my waste and heeded outside the door. Now mind you Duce is a horny 19 yr old male and I’m a damn sexy girl if I say so myself so that was just a great idea to pull off. That’s ok because I guess that was the first step into getting him to make a move. After that incident I got back into the shower horny as hell from seeing Duce sitting there in baggy black shorts an no shirt seeing him get a little aroused from seeing me in little to nothing.

Yah I guess you could say I was in need in some sexual relief, with that I leaned agents the shower wall and let my hand slide down between my legs stroking my slit then sliding a finger across my clit then putting one finger inside me moving it in and out trying to make sure I never moaned to loud. The whole time I was just imaging me leaning against Duce’s strong chest having his hand sliding down in-between my legs getting me ready for him to push up against that wall and fuck me making me cum all over his hard cock. My hand worked faster and faster till I came, I just stayed there breathing really hard trying to get a hold of myself, I than stepped outta the shower and got dressed.

That day me and Kristy manly stayed in or by the pool sunbathing, oh yah an me and Duce started throwing the football around till he decided he was ganna tackle my ass to the floor landing on top of me, ( damn I jus wanted to kiss him rite there). Well after that the boys went out to get some liquor ( beer, vodka, rum, ect..). Before Duce left he made sure to ask me what I wanted because he wanted me to drink with him that night which shocked me just a little bit because I’m so used to him looking at me like family and all of a sudden he couldn’t get me alone long enough. I just kept thinking in the back of my head that tonight might be the night that I finely get alone with him, get him the way I have wanted him for way to long.

Well when they got back from the store Duce and I started drinking and sitting down stairs in the basement talking about a bunch of shit, from school and work to clubbing and partying. I loved jus sitting there with him all close just talking, I wanted to be with him so bad, I was just to scared to make a move. Just staring in to his eyes I was lost, all of a sudden I realized he had jus asked me a question, crap what was it. He than asked again, he had asked if I was a virgin, wow y was he asking this was all I could think. Well unfortunately I wasn’t and not by choice I was forced into it by an old boy of mine. I didn’t want to be on this subject with him so I jus kind of shrugged an said “ sorrta now drop it“. Damn him for caring so much, he asked me why I looked hurt and what I meant by sorrta, I didn’t want to tell him but I thought maybe he wants to know for a reason. So I told him “ an old boy and I were fucking around an when I said stop and no, he didn’t, u know he didn’t “hear me“, …” well by the time I got half way through the story I was in Duce’s arms crying. He just took my jaw in his hand an lifted it up till I was looking in his eyes, he den began telling me that I was to beautiful to cry and that I should never cry over some jerk like that, that when you have a man the only thing sexually he should be doing with you is making love, not fucking you. After I stopped crying Duce gave me a kiss on the fore head and said that I should go straighten up and join him upstairs for a little bit, so I went an fixed my makeup and ran upstairs.

After Kristy and I played cards and stayed up a bit everyone started falling asleep so we went down stairs and got ready for bed. (Now remember I was still tipsy not so much in the mind but a lot in the body). Well after like ten fifteen minutes or so I had ta brush my teeth so I walked up the first and than ran up the second flight of stairs running rite into Duce while he was heading into the kitchen. If it wouldn’t have been for him grabbing me around the waste I probably would have rolled rite back down those stairs. He asked me something I said I was sorry for running in to him, then I tried to get passed him, he wouldn’t move. Duce all of a sudden got this lil sly smile on his face and said what do I get if I move I said whatever you want just move, he said “even this” and leaned in and kissed me. He than looked a little scared and got out of my way.

Well I ran up stairs to brush my teeth than came back down he was in the kitchen. Duce had his back turned to me so I slid my hands around his waste and kissed his shoulder, he turned around and apologized for before, I told him not to be that besides the fact that he tasted like smoke I loved it. He just told me to come back up stairs when his sister fell asleep, than when I said yes he said that I wouldn’t because I was to scared to. Yah rite I jumped at that opportunity. I came back up bout 20 min. later or so, when ever his damn sister fell asleep. I half walked half ran my ass upstairs, my heart was pounding in my chest I didn’t know what was ganna happen tonight but I new that with Duce I was ganna love it.

As I came up the second flight of stairs I saw Duce laying on the couch all spread out an comfy. Damn he looked so kute, as I walked over to him he sat up and started kissing me passionately, first I felt his lips press agents mine as his hands slid around my hips tracing circles al around, while slipping his tongue in to my mouth he forcibly pulled me into his lap, in which case I could feel his hardness agents my core, god id never wanted anyone so bad. I started grinding my hips agents his hardness loving how I could so easily make him breathe heavier and heavier. Duce quickly pulled back when my hand slid down his waste till I got to his hard length stroking it. Leave it to him to be so caring “ are you sure this is what you want?”. ( was I sure this is what I wanted could he not c the lust and passion in my gaze)

“ Duce I’m sure please jus don stop wat ur doing to me “ .

“how bout I do even better” and with that he slid my shirt over my head and started kissing down my neck nipping at my soft skin, listing to my soft moans than to my shock he slipped his hands up to cup my chest planting soft kisses and nipping at my flesh, taking first my rite then my left nipple into is warm inviting mouth nipping and sucking, making me squirm and moan into his shoulder. While he was doing this he also slid is hand down letting it trail down my stomach till he got down to the brink of my shorts, he than slid his hand into my shorts, trailing his way down till he got to my clit. Once that was found he slid his finger over it flicking it like a small bead, listing to me breathe harder and harder making me lean into him. As he started finger fucking me I started to kiss an nip his neck than down lower and lower till he slid his hand outta me as I slid down the floor between his legs.

“baby r u sure u want ta do this, u don’t have ta this isn’t give receive.”

“ yah I want to, I really want ta an don’t wry I know what I’m doin.”

“ alrite den take charge, but I’m letting u know that ur not ganna get me, I wont cum.”

(ok first off that’s a lil wired but ok) “ y, that’s y I’m doin it ta give u pleaser.”

“ baby u don need ta do that ta give me pleaser I mean dats great but dats wat bust downs r for, ur no where near being a bust down to me so I wont let u degrade urslef like one.

“ I’m not ganna fight with you but I’m ganna get you one way or another.” with that I slid my thumbs into his shorts an pulled them down with his boxers, letting his cock spring free. Looking up at him seeing his lips spread into a half smile his eyes closing slightly, his head sliding back, as I slid the tip of his cock into my warm inviting mouth. As I slid his long hard length in an out of my mouth, using a lil but more pressure with my tongue, sliding my tongue ring over all the sensitive spots on is cock. God I loved hearing him moan softly trying his hardest not ta let me hear how much pleasure I was giving him, he looked so sexy the way his face was and how kute and determined he looked.

After awhile of me not being able to get him ta let himself go, he pulled me up onto him so I was lying in his lap, as we laid there he slowly started nipping at my neck while slowly sliding his hands down my body, caressing my skin, making me want him even more. his mouth, nipping and sucking at my neck was keeping me occupied wit pleaser he dipped two fingers into my shorts. As one slid over my clit once again the other fond its way into my core. At first he moved at a slow rhythm but after a min or so he began to pick up the pace. As his fingers moved in and out of me faster and faster I began to whimper, hearing this he took more pleaser in my discomfort and placed his free hand over my swollen chest. Duce be began tweaking than pinching one nipple than the other. Lovein da feel of me squirming in his lap trying ta relieve the pressure he was putting into/on me. As he continued his pursuit over my body we began kissing and twisting in each others arms.

As we kissed an touched an played both of us seemed to have a new idea forming in our heads. He than started ta ask if I wanted him as much as he wanted me, an I knew I did so I panted yes.

“ you did bring condoms correct” I asked in a playful voice. As I looked into his I eyes I saw the spark flicker at the question.

“ baby I’m at my cousins house with almost all family what would I have needed them for I never thought that this was going to happen.” I could see the disappointment in his eyes. “ I think its time you got to bed anyway its getting really late and were bound to get woken up extremely early.

“ yah I guess your right, than il see you in the morning.” with that we said goodnights and gave each other one last passionate kiss goodnite.

I than walked back downstairs wondering if what happened tonight would ever be anything more than a once in a lifetime thing.

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The next day was a long one from start to finish… The whole trip back me an Duce were flirting so much. Starting from the first rest stop to the last.

When Duce an I got outta da car ta go into the bathrooms he stopped me an pulled me aside an kissed me, not a slow passionate kiss but a fast loving needing kiss, that took my breathe away.

“ babygurl if u really wanted ta finish wut we started last nite come into my room ta nite after she falls asleep” was all he said then walked inta da bathroom. At first I stood there in shock about wut jus happened I then decided dat dats wut I really wantd ta do…

All da way home duce an I played in da car whether it was poking or texting each others phones… ( god I loved they way we could b so playful an yet so seductive to each other at the same time.)

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Later on that nite after Kristy fell asleep I snuck into Duce’s room. As I walkd in all I could see was a dark room and an empty bed.

“ babi were did u go” I askd confused as hell when I walkd inta his room jus ta find him not there. There was now answerer.

As I walkd toward da bed I felt hands grab me around da waste, an b4 I knew it I was pinned up agents da wall feelin the hottest iv ever felt. He began kissin an tuchin me all over, “ babi im sri but one last time r u sure dis is wut u really want” Duce finily managed ta ask pullin him self from my lips an neck but kept my hands tightly held above my head.

“ yes Duce iv wanted you since the first time I ever chilled wit u … not only do I want you mad crazy, but please stop makin me wate an jus lay it down lik I kno u can” I guess that’s all he needed ta kno…

“ ight babi Il stop makin u wate, u kno I love u… ur my babi gurl fer life.” wit that he began slidin my hands behind my back so he could pin me wit his body as he slid my tank top over my head kissin an nippin my neck makin me moan his name. After he got my shirt off he turned me an pushed me onto his bed goin straight towards my shorts slidin them down my legs an ta da floor. He than started kissin an nippin at my body runin his hands over my chest an tummy an thighs till his hands than his mouth found my wet pussy… He teased me by slowly liken an caressing instead of jus giving it ta me… “ come on babi please jus fuck me, please…im not goin to change my mind” I moaned wile giving him a sexy needing look…

“ ight babi hold up den” wit that he stood up an got a condom from his to drawer.

I spread my legs wide an wated fer him ta take his place, I watched him slide his shorts off his body, watching his chest mussels tighten as he watched my body moving on his bed in anticipation of him making love to me…

After he placed the condom on his hard dick he slid his body on top of me an started kissin me. My hand found its way ta his hard cock an placed his tip at my pussy, I guess a nod from me an that was al he needed b/c he placed his hands on ither side of me an slowly slid himself inside… It was nothing like my first time, it was sweet loving caring, as he pushed all of himself inta me it felt amazing, my pussy walls griped his cock, I felt so filled… “ uh omg babi ur so fukcin tight… r u ok, im not hurtin u am I?”

“ mmm yah u r, only b/c ur goin so slow…” with that I rapd my arms around his amazing biceps an he started hittin it hard an deep… It was amazin the way his hard cock felt inside of me, the way he looked so concentrated an in control… I loved knowin that I was makin him lose that control ever so slowly…

“ babi I never new u liked it like this…” Duce moaned as he started pumping me harder wit his cock, getting off on how much pleaser he was giving me. My face showed how much I was loving his assault on my body I was biting his shoulder digging my nails onto his back, loving the feel of his body over mine… “ shit babygurl are you getting close, I can feel ur pussy getting tighter an tighter… god I love you…”

“ god babi yah im close… mmm omg im so close babi fuck me harder please don’t stop I want u ta cum in me babi please… mmm I love you too. Oh mmm…” wit that he hit me a few more deep stokes an let him self go deep inside me the second he let him self go my body let go just as fast an hard…

Duce jus feel beside me an pulled me onto his chest an began running his hands thro my hair… “babi I love you so much I never want ta let you go…you’re my perfect love…”

“ Duce I never want you ta let me go… I feel so safe with u ur my world my life my everything… I love you so much”

With that I feel asleep in his arms…

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The next morning I woke up back in his sisters room, “shit don’t tell me that was all a dream.. “ I mumbled to myself then with a smile I lookd down I was wearing the shit he was wearing… my phone went off an when I opened it I had a text from duce saying ( hey babi… morning want ta join me fer a shower my sis is out with mom… I love you… )

Im new at this comment appreciated be honest should I write more ta this er no….

RoomForRent ch4[AuntInAction]

Re0mablue on Love Stories

Aunt in Action

Hiding behind the clouds, the sun is slowly descending the sky marking the end of the day. Inside the campus, Vilma got all of her things prepared. She was a bit excited since this is the first time Rael will be escorting her home. Luckily an opening in the janitorial staff gave job to this young stud whose been living with her for the past weeks.

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Vi was delighted to know she will now have an escort everyday, and not only did she got a partner, most of her stalkers will have to think twice or thrice before they will try to approach her. “Are you done, lover boy?”

The lady instructor has been teasing the young lad since the start of the day. Most of her students think that he is indeed a boyfriend material. He got the height and the body which could drive a woman crazy. “Please stop calling me like that.”

Rael has been living for free in the past weeks so to pay back the kindness of Vi and Sheryl, he decided to accept the offer even if the pay is a bit low. “Surprise!!!”, a nicely fit body haggle Rael as both of them, including Vi, entered their room when they finally reach Mrs. Gran’s compound.

All three of them were merrily drinking when they heard someone knock at the door. “Hello…am I interrupting something?”, it’s Jun and it seems she not yet aware of the new job of Rael. The young lad is not actually proud to boast it on their neighborhood. “Yes, you are.”

Sheryl was more than just rude as she practically sneered at her presence. The young police officer knows that Jun is just using Rael so she can freely hook up with her boyfriend. She knows it but decided to hide it from everyone.

“Stop that…Rael is it okay if you can both talk outside instead.”

Rael has no problem doing that but his just disappointed because he was grabbing two gorgeous tits when Jun interrupted them. The lad locks the door behind him and pulled Jun behind the car. He told her why they are currently celebrating which made Jun’s eyes sparkle.

“Why won’t I give you a personal gift then…”

Before he could respond to her, she was already sitting below him grabbing his thick shaft. “Mmmmm…I love the taste of your cock.”, she quickly got his tube between her watery lips. Using swift motion of her head and with the assistance from her right hands groping his balls, Rael felt tremendously good as the young girl give him an on the spot blow job.

Then he heard some door opening slowly, he got his closed eyes widened as he took a glimpse of Alexis on the corner of his eye. He immediately decided to tease her this time as a pay back. “Wait…I can’t cum like this. Sit on the trunk.”

She’s definitely in no position to argue, sucking on his big, lively dick made her crotch juice up, making it easier for Rael to ram up his hard meat inside of her. “Oooohhh”, she whispered to his ear as if saying not to stop which is exactly what he did as she writhes in ecstasy with him pinching her nipples while kicking his way inside her hungry hole.

Her nectar is literally soaking the car’s trunk behind as Rael lifted her right leg so he can penetrate her even more. She can feel his rock-hard rod trying to break her womb. Rael can see Alexis rubbing her own breasts underneath her thin shirt.

“..mmoore…ahhh..”, Jun doesn’t know about the starving eyes of Alex stuck on them, all she cares about is how Rael’s drooling ram batter the inner walls of her hot luscious crack.

Slowly, Alex made it almost beside the two couple while kneading her supple big round breasts. She could not contain herself as she looked at Jun drooling all over her car while her other succulent lips drenched with warm pre-cum. The mayor’s daughter remains unaware of Mrs. Gran’s façade except for the lad whose eyes made contact with her.

Without any more remorse she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips, their spit mixing in and their tongue enjoying the other’s company. Even with Alex’s disturbance Rael’s soaking wet spear remain busy drilling its way inside Jun’s wet pussy. “..give it to me..yeah like that..”

“Ohhh…aahhh…I can’t take it anymore…”, while Jun fill the humid air with gasp and almost silent moan. Alex was trying not to shout as she felt Rael’s strong hands and fingers penetrating her womanhood. “Ooohhh…”, she groan almost in silence.

Blisters of sweat are forming on their forehead, down their smooth neck and sexy shoulders. Rael was almost at his limits beside him is a hot young and lonely housewife, Alex, whose tightening pussy almost pain his already soaking wet fingers. Right in front of him is a hot bode whose eighteen year old bust hasn’t ripen yet with her silky like skin and super midget hole, Rael can almost feel his monster load cumming.

“Oh..ohhh..this is it..Rael cum inside me…”

At that very instant, Alex is at the verge of her ecstasy as well and that almost at the same time both searing body of two women arc their back as the bliss of the moment came to them.

“Ahhhh…ahhahhh….”

“Oooohhh…”, as both women are catching their breath, Rael pulled the shirt of Jun and due to her weakening legs. She and Alex crumbled down with their face below Rael’s aching dick. He felt the thunder forming at his balls and as he release the nozzle. Threads of cum came landing to their pretty faces.

“..AHhhhhh..”, much to Jun’s surprised, Alex seems to be begging for more cum from Rael as she suck him dry with her warm hands caressing his still hot orbs.

“Mmmmm…” she tasted him like his some melting ice cream, while both of them are still in ecstasy almost in the mood for another round, Jun suddenly fall flat on the dirty floor. Alexis panicked a bit and asked Rael to bring the girl in her house, which the latter did without restraining.

“…please come immediately.”, those were the last words Rael heard as Mrs. Gran put the handle back on the phone. It seems that someone will be coming to take care of Jun, while help is on the way however, Rael took some necessary precaution and put some hot towel on her and even wiped her clean.

Soon a voice came out from the gate and when Alexis came back to Rael’s view, a beautiful hot asian babe came into his scrutiny.  She probably stands five feet and six inches tall, packed with marvelous thin waist and 38D tits which are almost as the same size as Alexis.

Rael didn’t notice that the girl behind her has awakened, “What are you doing here, Aunt Ela?”

“Please don’t speak, we will be taking you with us.”, she sound smart and elegant, and as she point her finger on Jun a five-foot flat tall Asian, probably a Filipina, came in the room and helped Jun up together with another maid which is probably from the same country as the last except for the fact that she looks much prettier than the other.

The maid uniform that she was wearing really covered her body but as she passes by Rael, he caught her gazing at him with a luscious smile. “Excuse me…thanks for taking good care of my loving daughter…I really appreciate it.”, our guy was forced to look at Ela. She is an exquisite Japanese beauty, her red lips and bombshell body made it hard for Rael to think that she’s already a mother of an 18-year old girl.

“She’s pretty isn’t she?”, the odd look on Rael’s face made Alexis rephrase her comment, “I’m talking about Jun’s aunt.”

A quick nod answered her, while rael’s eyes are focused on the beauties exiting Alexis’s door. “I need to go back.”, the young man stood up as he bid his farewell to Alexis. She was hoping if they could make it out on her bed but before she could say the word he’s already out her doorstep.

As expected, Sheryl and Vilma are no longer in the room when Rael returned. It’s Saturday but Sheryl has no holiday in her schedule, she’s a workaholic and thinks nothing but sex when she’s home. Vilma on the other hand has a meeting to attend to, he heard something about a PTA meeting.

Now he’s stuck in the room with nothing to do, he hoped he had stayed over to Alexis house and maybe something outrageous will happen eventually. But he doesn’t want to have his hopes up especially with a woman who loves teasing him.

Rael was almost at the middle of a movie when he heard someone knocking at the door. He thought it was Vilma, though it seems a bit too early, he opened the door and found the asian hot bod waiting outside with her skimpy uniform.

“Hi..uhmm…”

He grin at the sight of her, it doesn’t need an Einstein to guess what she’s thinking. Rael opened the door widely enough for her to fit the slim body of hers.

“uhmmm..”, she ravished him before he could even close the door behind the them. “..please fuck me quickly, I need to come back immediately.”

Quickly but carefully he opened her blouse revealing her huge round natural tits. It bounces through the air as he unraveled her bra. Like a hungry wolf he grabbed the see through panty she’s wearing and ate her juicy pussy. “slurrpp…shrrrruuuppp…shhlliiipp..”, the sound of his tongue as it flip her clit and her hungry hole echoed through Sheryl’s room.

She could not believe how experienced this young man is, each touches he made, made her back arc in ecstasy. Rael grabbed her big boobs with his strong hands while her tongue traveled along her brown and now lively areola. “uhhhmmm…shiirrrppp…”

“Put it in…please…”

Rael couldn’t wait as well; her moan and groan made his boner grew larger than ten inch. He can see the blisters of sweat forming on every pores of her body. She’s so hot and tasty, her perfectly tanned skin made the mood for Rael as he plunge his throbbing cock.

“Ooooohhh…ahhh..ah”, they can smell each other’s breath as he kissed him almost passionately. She’s so tight and every move Rael made could make him explode, and so he bit his lower lip while looking down at her succulent skin. “I’m comminnnggg…oooohhh”

Rael felt the pain of her finger nails behind him as she came. He couldn’t stop himself and so he bit her long neck living a mark of lust. He almost pulled his cock out but she did it herself and to his surprise, she put his still throbbing rod in her other hole.

“Now..fuck me up the ass..i love it up the ass..”

He was shocked but he couldn’t let this opportunity slide and so without  a word he ram his still slimy steel in her ass. “Yeahh…so good..”, each of her moan made Rael even stronger and wilder. He slapped and grabbed her ass as he pound his now eleven inch cock inside of her.

He can feel her inner walls trying to squeeze his rock-hard bone which made him even crazy. Rael caught her black long hair and to give her pain and pleasure at the same time. He pulled her hair soshe can’t get away.

She’s drooling wet, he can see her juicy wet lips dripping and with his free left hand he filled her. “Ahhhh…yesss….ooohhh..”

“fuck me..fuck me more…”

He lifted her up and fucked her dog style; her smooth luscious skin was slippery with their mixed sweat and so he clutches her hips and banged her as quickly as he could behind. Her breath has increased as Rael increased his pacing; with every pounding he can see a drop of her cum on the floor.

“I’m cumming…”

“Me..to—tooo…cum inside my ass..”

“No..i want your face…”

After four more banging action she arc her back as she came,”…yesshhhhh..ooooh”. He was about to come as well so he snatch her body and turn her around the bed.  I want to cum on your head, is what he’s been thinking. He didn’t know it himself that he had fetish for this stuff, not until now…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Goddess

A.G.Thomas on Love Stories


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;                      A. G. Thomas




As I watched George's wife from the corner of my eye I wished, oh to hell with what I wished cause there was no way in hell it was ever going to happen. But damn it Latisha was one fine looking woman, and negro or not, living in the south or not, if I could somehow get her in bed I wouldn't give a shit what any of my redneck inbred fucking friends might say. But my chances of that happening were slim to none as I was white, well not just white but ugly as sin as well.

Fact is I take quite a lot of ribbing about being the stereotypical big, dumb hillbilly and I guess in a way that does describe me to a tee. Except I'm not dumb! Big yes, but not dumb. Why George even took a liking to me I can only imagine, but I'm glad he did. More then once being his friend kept me from getting my ass kicked and not just negro's either.

In bar room brawls for instance race doesn't usually come into play. What usually does is gang up on what is perceived to be the biggest dumbest fucker there, me. And this is how I pay him back, by fantasizing about fucking his wife. No, not just fantasizing about fucking her but loving her.

As I looked at my cards again and then doubled the bet Latisha bent over my shoulder putting another beer beside me. Her small firm tits brushed against my shoulder and her heady scent and closeness made my nine inch cock jump to attention. In that second all I could think of was that I sure was glad no one could see under the table.

Stammering like a love sick puppy I thanked her for the beer but her reply was drowned by her husband sudden laughing declaration that I had a crush on her. I must have blushed like a school kid who'd been caught looking up some girls skirt as the other players all turned and looked at me. For a second you could of heard a pin drop and then four other voices joined George's in laughter.

I was so embarrassed felt like crawling under the table. Telling him to shut up I took a half hearted swing at him hoping like hell no one had noticed that I hadn't denied it. But George and everyone else quite laughing when she said that was sweet. For a heartbeat the other players attention shifted from me to her as continuing to lean against me she absently ran her long fingers through my shaggy crop of hair.

In the next instant the silence was broken as together with staring into her husbands face she musical intoned maybe now that another man found her attractive he'd pay a little more attention to her. I wanted to believe it was more to tick off her husband then to show affection to me she cradled my pug ugly face in her hands and pressed her lips to mine. But as our lips came together hers parted slightly and her tongue fluttered lightly over mine.

A golden goddess. A 12 plus on a scale of 1 to 10 standing maybe 5 feet 7 inches and weighing around 109 pounds with measurements that I guessed to be 34 x 21 x 33. In my book a perfect figure and to me the most beautiful woman in the world. I'm sure a lot of guys probably thought she was skinny and small busted, but like I said, to me she was the perfect woman.

I know George was always saying she wasn't breeding stock, too damn skinny. Breeding stock needed some meat on their bone's, something to hold onto, whereas women like his wife were for show. Why did I say golden? Well because her perfect smooth skin was a soft honey color giving her the appearance of a suntanned white woman. She might not have been quite as beautiful as Halle Berry, but put them side by side they could have passed for sisters. And like Halle somewhere in her family's past there must have been at  least one white person.

God but she was beautiful,. She had the looks and a body I could love and hold forever if given half a chance. I tried to imagine how marvelous it would feel to hold and fondle her, to have my lips on her perfect breast and to nibble on her nipples. But what really got to me was her long shapely legs and her tight perfectly shaped ass.

Oh sweet fucking Jesus that really got to me. I would beat my meat for what seemed like hours as dream like visions of her with her long shapely legs wrapped tightly about me. More then once I might have filled a glass with cum as visions of her bucking and writhing beneath my sweaty overweight pale body filled my head. What I most often fantasied about though, and what really got my nuts in an uproar, was dreams of her pleading for me to shove my cock into her and fuck her like her husband never had.

An hour later as the game ended, and I was about to help my best friend straighten up Latisha put her hand in mine asking if I'd come to the kitchen and help her clean up the evenings mess. Looking stupidly at George he only chuckled telling me to go with my girlfriend and that he and the others would clean up. Her fingers entwined with mine and her light voice urged me to follow saying she had something that needed my attention.

Once through the kitchen door I noticed it was spotless, nothing out of place and as the door closed behind us I stood there stupidly with my back against it asking what needed my attention when she whimsically said she wanted to thank me for being so sweet. As I stood there bashful and stuttering my mind began playing tricks on me. I imagined that instead of her telling me how sweet I was she instead had thrown her arms about my neck and kissed me.

Seconds later my fantasy became realty. Stunned I simply stood there as her lips met mine but as her tongue probed at my lips and then entered my mouth I began shaking like a leaf in a thunderstorm. As instinct took over my tongue lashed out to met hers and for a moment as our mouths mashed together I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. My hands, which had been on her waist slowly rose and as they came into contact with her pert small breast my fingers began to knead, caress and tweak her nipples into hard nubs of arousal. From the other room muted laughter and voices came to me and then I forgot all about my best friend and the others as her soft moan of pleasure drowned everything else out.

All to quickly though the vivid fantasy was over. With difficulty my eyes focused on her standing before me saying something I hadn't heard let alone understood. When I continued to stare at her stupidly she surprised me by rising up on her tip toes and putting her lips to my ear. Her warm breath against my ear as she whispered that she wanted, needed to see me sent shivers up my spine.

Dumbfounded I stood looking into her eyes searching for any ray of mirth or hint that she was playing some game. Seeing none I stammered like a school boy nothing would make me happier. Opening the door she pushed me through loudly thanking me for being such a gentleman while under her breath she said she'd call me tomorrow.

I could hardly sleep that evening and by the morning I was a wreak. I must have looked even grubber then I normally did for George kept poking fun at me. He must have asked me a couple of dozen times if after the card game I'd visited Sylvia. I ignored him but if truth be told she was the whore that I spent most of my money on. After work instead of going out for a beer with the guys I rushed home.  On the way home I kept thinking how stupid I was for thinking that Latashia would bother with someone like me, and if I could have kicked myself in the ass I would have.

As I entered my small five room house the phone was ringing. Thinking that it might be George or one of the others I picked it up and without waiting for them to say anything I growled I didn't feel like partying and to stop bothering me. Slamming the phone down I went into the bathroom where just as I'd removed my clothes the phone began ringing again. I was really pissed as without bothering to even wrap a towel about me I stomped from the bathroom to answer the phone.

As I picked it up the thought that whoever it had been must have hung up as there was only silence on the line. But just as I was about to slam the phone down thinking the guys were playing games I heard soft breathing, Latashia? As I stood there naked hanging onto the phone as if it were a life line and breathing as if I'd run 10 miles her soft musical voice asked why I'd hung up on her and then she was telling me she was right outside and to let her in.

Forgetting that I hadn't a stitch on, was all sweaty and smelly from a hard day of work and not even thinking that hearing her voice had given me a raging hard on I strode to the door throwing it open just as she lightly tapped on it, God she was beautiful. She was wearing a dress I'd only seen her in once before, one that when she'd worn it I couldn't keep my eyes off her. It was a short little thing, bright yellow in color with hardly enough material to be classified a dress.

It was one of those off the shoulder things that was form fitted and tight over her breast, small waist and full hips with a none existing back that if it hadn't started up again at her waist you could have seen her butt crack. It flared ever so slightly around a hem that just barely covered the tops of her stockings which I assumed was to allow her easy movement when she walked. All of this I took in in an instant, but then the wide eyed look of astonishment on her face and her nervous giggle brought me back to my senses. I tried vainly to cover my nakedness without much luck while stammering I was sorry.

Stepping inside she closed the door and then to my surprise she pulled my hands aside pressing her body to mine huskily whispering that she could see I was glad to see her. I tried to tell her I was hot and sweaty, that I needed a shower but her lips against mine silenced me. She tasted and smelled like honey suckle and my mind swam with heady thoughts of sex as I held her tightly kissing and fondling her. Before I realized it had happened I had picked her up and carried her to my bed where a heart beat later and with soft whimpering words of encouragement from her I had stripped her of the skimpy dress.

With but the sheerest of pale pink lacy bra and bikini panties covering her she lay back stretching seductively as I sat on the edge of the bed worshipfully gazing at her. I had to be dreaming I mumbled to myself. There was just no way the Goddess of my dreams could be laying on my bed. In the next moment her soft graceful hand touched my naked thigh and then her fingers closed, or tried to, around my pulsing manhood.

Despite my wanting nothing better then to climb atop her I came to my senses enough to tell her I needed a shower. But her only answer was to squeeze me tighter and then to twist about on the bed till her face was inches from my crotch. Soft mummers that I smelled just fine, that I smelled like a man went almost unrecognized as her tongue flicked out lightly touching the tip of my prick. Her warm breath felt like a heat wave on my dick and balls and I swear I grew another inch both in length and girth.

I honestly thought I was going to have a heart attack as her lips pressed against the tip of my dick. With quick loving smacks she kissed the head of my cock while at the same time her tongue tickled and probed at my piss slit. Her hand had never left my prick and now as her other began caressing my testicles it squeezed and stroked my cock like a farmers would if he were milking a cow. Mesmerized I watched as her lips parted and then closed over the thick knob of my cock.

Rising to her knees she bent over me taking even more of me into her sweet mouth. Together with rolling my heavy balls with one hand she continued to stroke and massage my dick with the other. At the same time she was doing so she began slowly bobbing her head and purring softly along with taking another inch or so between her lips. Brushing her hair aside so that I could see her pretty face better as she worked and slaved over my dick I almost shot my wad as her soft red lips met her hand.

Releasing me her hand slid down to my sweaty thigh squeezing it and thus allowing her unhampered freedom to my dick. Her face turned slightly and her eyes, twinkling like two stars, looked into mine as soft mumbled words I couldn't understand came from around the thick knob of my cock.  

Her mumbling becoming louder, more insistent and her hands rose to my chest pushing me back onto my bed.  As my back hit my bed she straddled my face. Only then did it dawn on me what her mumbling had been about and I didn't hesitate for a moment. With eager fingers I worked her frilly lace panties down and off and a ragged breath later my face was buried in her snatch.

Like a dog lapping water from a stream my tongue lapped at her moistness as if it were the nectar of life. When it was that she released my cock and rolled onto her back I don't know neither did I care. Though like any other man I liked having my cock sucked I was to interested in my own labor of love to care if she was returning the favor.

Lifting her slight body and repositioning her further onto the bed I again lowered my face between legs. Her moans of pleasure, her soft vows of love were like music to my ears as she ground her sweet smelling pussy against my face.

A lifetime later along with tugging on my ears she laboriously whimpered make love to me Mikie, make love to me like George never has. Slowly crawling up over her I held myself aloft like a recruit about to do pushups for his Marine drill sergeant. A heartbeat later her fingers were guiding me to the promised land. A place that even in my wildest dreams I had never thought I would feel about me.

As her legs parted and then entwined about me my dick slowly ever so slowly sank into her hot welcoming pussy. Her lips against my ear breathing words of love and of the need for a strong caring man tickled my ear like music. If I hadn't loved her before at that instant I loved her beyond all reason.

Forgotten was the fact that she was the wife of my best friend as together we slowly began to move against each other. My own words of love mixed with hers almost like a song as for a lifetime we slowly and tenderly enjoyed each other. Though we each had a mad need for the other our love making was not urgent.

At least it wasn't until in combination with her scream of ecstasy and a trembling of her petite body against mine my testicles erupted. Like a volcano erupting my cum exploded from my balls rushing upward like lava through my pulsing cock to flood her womb.

For an eternity we held each other whispering words of love, of affection and then once again we made love. That was several years and many secret rendezvous ago and though I still think of George as my best friend and continue to visit his house for the twice monthly card games that's not the real reason that I go.

You see there are three beautiful daughters who in every way are the spitting image of their mother. Daughters who bring a smile to my lips every time I see them, and it's not because I'm their God father either.

Sheets

Toey Little One on Love Stories

Amy laid on the bed watching Chad use the computer. The subtle muscle movements in his arm and the look of total concentration on his face made her giggle. He was so focused on what it was he was doing he hadn't noticed that she'd removed her clothing and was wrapped up in the bed sheet. Chad noticed the time and yawned turning to look at Amy thinking she was asleep. He looked at her in surprise realizing she was still awake. She smiled and stretched her arms up and pointed legs towards the bottom of the bed, the sheet lowered slightly, Chad grinned as she raised an eyebrow. It wasn't long until Chad had closed down the computer and was getting changed. Amy laid on the edge of the bed watching him get changed. Chad yawned again and walked to the edge of the bed expecting her to roll over.
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Amy laid there and smiled then rolled on to her back for him to step over her. He stood there hesitating. "Go on." She encouraged him. He tilted his head to the side puzzled and then thought for a moment the best way to step over her. He put his leg up on to the bed his outer thigh facing her, Amy ticked a finger slowly moving her way up his calf snaking her finger towards his knee and then across his thigh. Chad laughed and gently took her hand and lowered his leg. Letting go of her hand he steadied himself and then put his other leg up on the bed to try another approach to get to bed. Again Amy trickled her finger up his leg. Her nails tickling him, the sensation shooting up his leg she got to his knee and then started to make her way up his thigh. Chad took her hand again and stopped her. He put his knee on the bed and leant forward over the top of her. As he shifted his body weight on to the leg on the bed Amy stretched again raising her chest towards him as he moved to lay down in the bed. Fussing about for a moment as he got comfortable Chad sat up and pulled the comforter over his and Amy's body. She was still wrapped up in the sheet while Chad was dressed in his boxers and singlet. Amy lent on her side and moved towards him and started to trace her finger around his chest making slow and calculated figure eight's, being sure to circle around each of his nipples in the process. Slowly she moved her way down and began to trace a line across the top of his boxer shorts occasionally going under the elastic. She withdrew her hand for a moment and then sat up and kneeled beside Chad. Amy moved about so that she was sitting on his groin with a leg either side, having to hitch up the sheet in the process. Sitting on him she lent forwards and kissed him on the lips quickly and gently and then sat up again being sure that she moved her hips in the process. Already she could feel his excitement growing. Taking her hands on either of his shoulders and traced the line around the outside of his singlet and then moved her hands around in mirror images around his chest occasionally adjusting her hips. Amy gently and subtly lifted herself up and down using her thigh muscles. She tickled herself moving her hands up her thighs removing the sheet that covered them. Chad grabbed her by the hips and began to encourage her movements and then with one hand around her neck gently but firmly drew her in to his kiss. They kissed for a moment, she took hold of his hand and removed it from her neck and placed it on her thigh, his other hand stayed on her hip. Realizing that she now had his total and utter attention she started to move her hips around in slow circles, she looked at him and had a devilish grin on her face as she arched her back slightly to be sure to get the full effect of the circle, her hips moved around and started to rotate around to the right. The curve of her waist was accentuated by her pose and she slightly lowered her right shoulder to enhance the look. As she brought her hips forward she leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Amy put her hands on either side of Chad's face as she kissed her way down his jaw line back towards his neck and then down across his shoulder slightly and then trickled off. She took two fingers from either hand and while leaning forwards still over him she walked her fingers down his body until they were at the bottom of the singlet. Sliding her hands under the shirt Amy brought her hands back up again. Chad lifted his body slightly so that the shirt raised as she removed it. As she raised her hands to remove the shirt off his hands the sheet fell from about her chest and sat about her waist. Taking advantage of the situation she raised her hands and stretched again, pushing down slightly with her hips feeling his penis now erect under her still hidden within his boxers. She brought her hands together as she stretched and then slowly brought them down, lightly moving one hand down the other and then down either side of her face slightly touching her lips and slower even more so as she reached her breasts. Chad wanted nothing more than to take her then and there. She smiled knowing it, being able to see it in his eyes. Knowing that he was also enjoying this like crazy. She traced her hands around the outside of her breasts. Amy started to move her hips about more so, she was now teasing herself as much as she was teasing him. She traced a finger around her nipple and was slightly startled when Chad joined in. His firm hands on her chest she put her hands over the top of his and then ran her fingers through her hair as she started to move her hips even more. Chad noticed that she Amy was biting her lip slightly and saw that her chest was starting to rise and fall fast and felt her movements drive further down on to him. He took Amy by the hips and held her tight stopping her from moving. She looked at him again and bent down to kiss him. Both of their hands moving to his boxers lowering them until he finally kicked them off. She was now hovering over the top of him on all fours kissing him. He grabbed her breasts and played with them, leaning forwards and kissing them sucking on a nipple every now and then. He heard her make a quiet moan as he flicked his tongue back and forth over a nipple. Chad moved his hands around her back and then down her body until his hands were on her ass. He gripped her firmly and brought her down so that she was again sitting on top of him, his penis still against his body but in direct contact with her. Again, Amy picked up with a light grinding movement, and then with the new sensations she picked up and started to become faster and more determined. Chad again reached for her hips and this time slowed her down. Smiling Amy looked at Chad as she positioned herself over his penis so that he could enter her. Slowly she moved his now very firm penis around her vagina and teased him with a light pressure as though she was about to let him enter her. As much as it teased him, it sent shivers down her spine. Then slowly and incredibly focused she lowered herself down on to him, she gasped as she did so feeling the muscles inside her expand. Her eyes were closed and she was looking slightly upwards. Chad put one hand on the side of her face, directed her back towards him. Their eyes locked as she raised herself equally as slowly. Another devilish grin came across her face as she contracted the muscles inside her. She shivered and felt him do the same. With her eyes fixated on his, and his on hers, Chad put his hands on her hips again and encouraged her movements as she started to grind her hips again. As she brought herself down on to him, Chad started to raise his hips in time with her movements. The pair now in a rhythm they both started to breath heavier. Chad could see by the way she bit her lip that Amy was ready to go wild, and wanted her to! He continued to move his hips in time with hers. His upward thrusts meeting her downward grinding. She could feel the tingling all over her body starting to become more and more, as could Chad. With more deliberate movements the pair started to thrust together passionately in sync with each other. Amy started to shudder and Chad started to groan. Amy no longer feeling inhibited by the shyness, her only focus now was the pleasurable feeling started to move herself up and down more with a purpose, controlling her muscles contracting on the way up and relaxing on the way down. The movements now random Amy was close to orgasming as she started to feel her body swell with the feeling she looked at Chad, at the same time he looked at her. The two bodies meshed together as one felt the orgasm of the other person. She felt her body spasm at the same time he did. Amy moved forwards, sending more shivers through her body and kissed him gently on the lips as she again started to grind on top of him. Chad feeling energized, in one swift movement rolled over so that he was now on top of her and started to thrust gently again. Her chest was heaving up and down and she was biting her lip making cute little noises of extacy as she rocked her hips in time to his. Again the movements became faster and the pair orgasmed again. Enjoying the moment it was at least a minuet before either of them moved. As he withdrew himself from her she contracted her muscles sending another slight shiver through her body. The two of them laid down exhausted next to each other, Amy nestled protectively within Chads arms and drifted to sleep.

Weekend Indulgence...Part 1...Friday Night...

tygress on Love Stories


Epilogue:   They met a hotel party not to long ago and wanted something more but couldn’t be together due to her tragedy and his issue of trust. Her loss of her fiancé just a year ago sent her heart into a black hole but as a woman her body needed to feel the touch of a man. He was a big time lawyer in a big firm with all money and power but no happiness in his life because of his lack of trust. Could they be what each other needed or was their meeting just a chance to release their sexual tensions. After a few meetings he decided to ask her away for a weekend getaway in the Pocono’s she was reluctant to go but her body yearned for him, so she b

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roke all her rules and decided to take him up on his offer.


Friday Night


He arrived at her house at 7:00 pm that night and knocked on the door. As she opened the door his gaze was transfixed on her face with a smile that would melt her heart away. They walked to his car discussing what route they would take to the hotel where they first met, he was hoping for the pleasure she would have given him that night if they weren’t at the party. After the long drive they where going to the elevator to the third floor to room 313 where they were that night and all the magic had happened. As they where about to enter the elevator he asked her to hold on he forgot something special in the car. When he came back he was carrying a bottle of already chilled Moet. She asked if he had this planned but he just gave he that puppy dog smile that he had gave her that night they met. She smiled and let out a small laugh as they entered the elevator. On the way up the elevator suddenly jolted and stopped. They looked at each other laughed and the phone rang, it was the hotel attendant he explained that there was a malfunction in the system and they couldn’t open the doors. They looked at each other laughed, what where they to do? So he suggested since they were going to sit there they might as well drink the Moet before it got warm. She agreed so they began to drink it out of the bottle, the bottle was half gone when she started feeling promiscuous and staring at him, she wanted him so bad and as their conversation went on her body started heating up. She couldn’t take the sexual tension in her body anymore she bent over started kissing him with such passion, her chest was slightly showing he could see the curves of her breast which started to build an erection. The kiss deepened as she gently pushed him to the floor and climbed on top of him. His hands slid up the back of her shirt, fingers’ circling around her spine the tickling was giving her a sensation down to the bottom of her leg. His hands making there way to the front of her body as the kiss intensified. He slowly turned her over to lay her on her back; he kissed her gently down her neck, unbuttoning buttons as his lips followed to reveal her pulsating breast. Nudging and nibbling her nipples till them where hard and erect. He made his way down her stomach to the lining of her skirt, sliding his tongue under the material, tickling her skin as she let out a small moan. He slid her skirt down her legs and dropped it to the floor. Kissing his way up her leg, over her thigh ending at her belly button. Sliding his hand up to pull her panties down and throwing them to the floor. Gliding his tongue up through the inner leg till he reached her moisten spot. Looking up meeting her gaze, he buried his head into her wet, hot forest, licking and sucking making her body twitch in excitement. She let out a slight moan. Teasing her clit with his finger, getting her wetter and hotter. She wanted him inside her with his hard bulging cock, pulling him up to her face by his hair, kissing him with such passion. He was inside her starting in a slow motion, making her whim, starting to go into a faster motion. Going oh so deep inside her wet sensual spot, making her more excited. She wanted to give all of herself to him; she wanted to let out the explosion that was trapped inside her. Sweat glistened down his body from the heat; he wanted to give her everything he had in him. She started to moan louder and louder as he went faster and faster. He said “Give your self to me.” She quickly rolled him over Sitting up she positions herself over his cock, looking into his eyes that are wild with passion as her own is filled with lust of this long hard cock, she lowers herself down on his cock, feeling it fill her up completely. Slowly as she rocks her hips feeling his cock moving around inside of her tight pussy, she begins licking and sucking her nipples and breasts. Moving her hips up and down she begins to ride him like a bull, as he drives his hips up to meet hers pounding deep into her pussy. After a few minutes of that she lies on his chest and slides up and down his cock sliding in and out of her pussy slowly. He rolls over on top of her, sliding in between her legs and starts thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy, causing her to gasp each time it goes all the way in. Her hands start grabbing at his chest as her body is filled with ecstasy feeling this thick cock sliding in and out of her. Once again changing position she gets on her hands and knees as he positions himself behind her and starts slowly at first sliding his cock in and out of her dripping wet pussy, increasing speed to start pounding her again. Her moans and gasps for air as the power of his thrusts and the size of his cock bring her close to cumming again. Moving his hands from her ass to her hips he thrusts in deeper, causing her body to shake once again with another orgasm. Collapsing on the floor she tries to catch her breath as he gets behind her sliding his cock back inside her pussy.

As the time gets later, they continue to lovingly fondle each other, the thrust of his cock become slower and more passionately as he nibbles on her neck and plays with her breasts. After they both experience pleasure again, cumming for each other, he holds her close cock still buried deep inside of her pussy. Kissing her cheek he looks at her and smiles’ knowing that being with her is the best choice he's ever made. She stood up to get dressed and as she did the elevator jolted once again and started moving up as the doors opened they stood there with smiles on their faces, when the attendant asked them if they were okay and told them their night in the hotel was free all they could do was look at each other and laugh. As they walked to their room, she says “Now the real fun begins!”

Imaginations are dangerous things

Zalcon on Love Stories

Let us start by setting the scene. It’s a late winter evening after a large snow storm. Outside, the snow is now lightly falling from the sky, however it does just keep falling and falling, and there looks to be no end to it. Snow drifts are piling up under the window and the pine trees in the distance sag with the weight of the fluffy snow. Inside the cozy house the rooms are dimmed, and the flicker of the fire plays with the shadows of the room.

 

Slowly I’d stride over to the couch where you’d be sitting and, and sit down close putting my arm around you comfortably. I would brush back the hair covering the ear closest to me, slowly and gently, making sure to brush the tip

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s of your ears as I did so; but only the tips of your ears.  As I did this I would look deep into your eyes, and read every little secret you’ve ever had, I’d read your past, future and present. I would know everything about you, and not pass judgment. And as I looked deep into your eyes for what would seem like forever, I would slowly make my way to your ear, and softly whisper into your ear, making sure to tickle you with my words, something so profound, so remarkable, that your eyes would widen; your jaw would drop; you would start salivating; your breath would become short; your nipples would become harder than diamonds.

 

After tickling your ear with your whispers, I would slowly shift back and look at your reaction and smile, then wink. And you would break. In a hails storm of flying cloths you’d be naked, and on top of me wanting me to be inside of you more than life itself. Fortunately I’d wrestle you down, and whisper into your ear “Control yourself” which would do two things. It would turn you off long enough to realize what’s going on, and make you feel guilty enough for me to remove my hands from holding down your wrists.

 

As you lay there naked, near the warm fire, the fire light will play across your sexy naked body, making the air itself hot and heavy. I get real close and crawl over your body straddle you, I start at your fore head. I take my soft dry fingers and move your hair back behind your ears again, making sure to only touch the very rims of your ear slowly sending shivers down your back, because of first sensual contact.

 

From there I would kiss your forehead, and then run my dry soft index finger back and forth across your forehead. Back and forth, back and forth, and then down one cheek and then up again. Then back across the forehead and down the other cheek, and up again. Then across your forehead stopping in the middle and slowly dragging my finger down the bridge of your nose, then back up and across the rest of your forehead and down your cheek. This time not stopping but going down your cheek, under your chin, and up the other cheek.

 

I would then take my soft dry warm finger and trace down your cheek and down your neck and trace circles on your collar bone. From there I would make a V down toward your breasts and then back up to the other collar bone, tracing circles there as well.

I would then take my index finger, on both hands and slide them down your arms, then the inside of your arms and when I reached your wrists I would use all five fingers to trace out to the tips of your fingers, and then swiftly grip your hand and give you a deep long kiss. After nipping your lips to make them even more sensitive, and taking your breath away with your long awaited kiss. I would take my ring finger and softly drag it across your lips turning you on even more. After about five loops around your lips with my ring finger I would kiss you yet again, with deep passion, making endorphins in your head explode with passion.

 

After I was done blowing your mind with a kiss that could rival any gods, I would slide back down your body and kiss your collar bone, then the upper center of your chest, an inch down form where neck reaches bone. And from that kiss I would use my index finger to circle the kiss and then slowly softly, drag my finger down between your breasts.

 

I would then make large slow circles around your breasts with my soft dry fingers. Slowly I would make the circles smaller, and smaller inching in toward your erect nipples until I reached your areola. I would slowly and softly circle your areola five times each time, making sure my thumb gently touched your erect nipple each time. This would send shock after shock of sensations roaring through your body.

 

As you try to fight back insanity from sensation, and control your sexual urge to touch yourself – believe me that’s my job – I would work that same magic on the other breast. Slowly circling inward toward the areola and then circling it, slowly softly briefly touching your erect nipple. After I have done this with both breasts I would then take my index finger on each hand and bring them down from your breasts toward you belly, and trace spiral on your love handles and belly button.

 

While my fingers are busy doing the circles and spirals, on your stomach, I would take my tongue and slowly make counter clockwise circles around your erect nipples. Then I would take my tongue and slowly cross across your erect nipple then back again. And then I would suckle your nipple, getting the tip in my teeth. Not to hurt but to pinch softly and heightening pleasure. As my teeth hold your nipple my tongue would make small arcs on the lower part of your areola. I would then do the same on the other breast.

 

After the party I threw on your nipples, I would slowly kiss between your breasts and then an inch lower, and an inch lower, and then an inch lower than your belly button and then another inch lower, giving you hope that maybe I would let you release all your pent up sexual energy, however, there I would stop, and resume my finger wandering.   

 

-unfinished