Night of Many Firsts
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The date did not get off to a good start. I arrived early as always, ordered a drink and found a nice seat outside to enjoy the amazing summer sun that for once was beating down on London. As the minutes ticked by I began to think that I’d been stood up. Suddenly, fifteen minutes late, my phone buzzed with a message apologising but assuring me she was on her way.
She finally arrived thirty minutes late and I was taken aback - she had looked very cute online but her picture really didn’t do her justice at all. Despite being flustered she was stunning, about five-foot-two with shoulder-length reddish-brown hair, hazel eyes and a brilliant smile. She described herself as thin and was not lying--hers was a tight body with a wonderful pert set of boobs and a high firm butt especially for a forty-two-year-old divorced mother of two.
As the drinks flowed we naturally chatted easily as if we’d known each other for years. The occasional flick of her hair or brushing of my arm showed just how relaxed she was in my company. I was captivated by her, and hoping beyond hope that we’d share at least a kiss this evening. Her impeccably lipsticked lips looked so inviting and I couldn’t wait to experience them.
She told me how she was brought up in New York, graduated from Columbia and had become a lawyer before moving to London seven years before with her husband. Much like myself, she had divorced a year previously and was starting out in the online dating world.
On our third drink, the talk turned to dating and sex, much to my delight. “Have you been on many dates since your divorce?” Maggie asked.
“A few,” I replied, “but not many, and how about you?”.
Much to my surprise, she said, “This is my first, and I am so nervous.”
I assured her she had nothing to feel nervous about and that I was loving her company, which seemed to relax her.
She gave a smile and asked, “And how many people have you had sex with since the divorce?”
I lied and said, “Just two. You’ve been divorced a year now so how many people have you slept with since then?”
“None,” she replied. “In fact, I’ve only ever had sex with my ex-husband.”
“You’re kidding!” I blurted out, not managing to hide my shock whatsoever.
“No, I’m totally serious. I grew up in a pretty strict Jewish home and lost my virginity on my wedding night,” she stated matter-of-factly.
Now I wanted more than ever to not only kiss her plump red lips but to do a whole lot more with this incredible lady. Sadly my hopes were soon to be shattered.
“And I won’t be having sex with you either,” she added.
Somewhat shocked at her honestly and feeling a little deflated, I cheekily replied, “Tonight, or ever?”
A sly smile reignited my hopes that maybe not tonight, but soon, I might just get to see her naked.
“Would it be alright if we kissed?” she asked, “but no tongues.”
“I promise, no tongues - unless you slip me the tongue first,” I replied with a wink.
I leant forward and closed my eyes as her soft warm lips pressed against mine and lingered for a few tantalising seconds before she pulled away. I looked up to see her smiling and preparing to kiss me again, once more delighted as she pressed firmly against my lips.
“That was nice. You're only the second man I’ve ever kissed.”
I moved closer to her and felt her hand rest on my right thigh as she moved to kiss me once more. Our lips lingered longer than ever and she released a very quiet moan. Our kissing continued for at least fifteen minutes with no sign of her tongue. As we were finishing our drinks I asked if she’d like another one or would she like get dinner.
Much to my dismay, she said she should be heading home but would love to meet again soon while her kids were still away with their grandparents. At least the possibility was there for something more and very soon, I thought. She ordered an Uber and I started walking her to the meeting point, then I felt her hand reach for mine. There we were, walking hand in hand like innocent school kids.
With only minutes to go until her Uber arrived our eyes met, I brushed a lock of hair from her face and we leant in to kiss. Our lips pressed urgently together and now my hand was on the nape of her neck, then I felt it! Her tongue tentatively pressed forward. I opened my mouth and soon our tongues were gently caressing each other as I pulled her towards me. Our bodies pressed together and for the first time, I felt the firmness of her breasts against my chest. As we parted and opened our eyes I saw her smile and lick a tiny piece of saliva from her top lip.
I leaned back against the wall and pulled her towards me, urgently exploring her mouth as she put her hands around my waist tugging us closer together. Just as we were getting heavily into making out her phone rang, jerking us back into reality. Her Uber had arrived and was just across the road from us, the driver watching us making out.
As I walked her to her car, hand in hand once more, I thought I’d try pushing my luck even further.
“Perhaps I should come with you to make sure you get there safely,” I said.
Without missing a beat she replied: “Okay, but you’re not coming inside - I told you we’re not having sex.”
“Of course not, I just want to make sure you get home safely,” I replied, secretly hoping that I might still get invited in.
The whole journey we were making out with her becoming more and more passionate, running her fingers through my hair, caressing my arms, neck and back and moaning more and more. As we arrived at her house, an immaculate London townhouse, I made sure that we both exited the Uber as I walked her to the door.
Reaching the top of the steps she turned and said, “I’ve had a wonderful evening, thank you. I’d forgotten how much fun I can have.”
Desperately yearning to feel her body once again I leaned forward, placed my arm around her and drew her in for a kiss. Our bodies pressed tightly together as our tongues danced together one final time. I’m sure she must have felt my raging hard-on against her hip. Our kiss seemed to go on forever before she withdrew and reached into her bag searching for her keys. She opened the door and turned to face me. Expecting her to wish me a good night, I was elated when she instead reached for my hand and led me indoors. This was now beyond my wildest dreams and I knew if I played it right I might just become the second person she had ever fucked.
Inside she led me to the living room and asked if I wanted a drink, which of course I accepted. She grabbed a crystal decanter and poured two fairly large glasses of whiskey and came to sit right next to me. She seemed nervous, so I put my arm around her and pulled her tight as we kissed once more. I felt her hand on my thigh, inching higher and higher - ever closer to my rock-hard cock, but never quite touching it.
I could tell she wanted more but didn’t know how to move things forward or was simply too nervous to try. Downing my drink, I stood up and said, “You have an amazing home, why don’t you show me around?”
I feigned interest as she showed me her home, hoping she’d take the hint and lead me to her bedroom. Eventually, she did, turning to say, “Other than my husband, you’re the only man ever to be in here,” smiling nervously.
“I’m honoured,” I said as I brushed her hair from her face once more and searched for her plump lips. As our tongues teased and caressed each other I tugged her hard against me, making sure to press my throbbing dick against her hip. She pulled me in, and I could feel her hands rubbing my back and reaching down to my butt but still not daring to touch it. Instead, I grabbed her ass and squeezed it firmly, enticing a deep moan from Maggie, and finally her hands clutched my cheeks. Now I knew that she wanted more, much, much more.
Mid-kiss I reached up and found the zipper on her dress and began to slowly unzip her, giving her plenty of time to object. With no objections coming, I reached up and pressed my hand into the small of her now-exposed lower back and felt her warm smooth skin against my hand. Slowly our lips parted and I took a step back, freeing her shoulders from her dress while staring deep into her eyes. She didn’t resist at all as her dress fell to the ground.
My eyes clearly gave away my delight at what I saw as Maggie smiled and tilted her head coyly at my reaction. Wow, she was even more stunning than I had thought. There she stood in an incredible set of lingerie (which I would later find out was La Perla). A black lacy push-up bra made her 36-inch chest rise ever so temptingly, more like the breasts of a twenty-year-old than a forty-two-year-old. Slowly my gaze followed down her slim figure to a matching black suspender belt holding up sheer black stockings. Her outfit was completed with, of course, a matching lace low-rise thong leaving her smooth, flat stomach exposed.
“It looks like you were expecting someone to see this sexy little outfit,” I said cheekily. “Were you hoping to get me here tonight?”.
“No, I honestly wasn’t. I wore this to make me feel sexy. I wasn’t even expecting to kiss you tonight.”
With that I pulled her close, caressing her back as I kissed her passionately. After a few moments, she pushed me back and began undoing my shirt, rushing the buttons, keen to get me undressed. Her hands explored my stomach and chest, rubbing her palms all over as she smiled knowingly at me. My shirt dropped to the floor as we pressed against each other once more, our kissing becoming ever more passionate as I began lightly kissing and licking her neck. Slowly, tentatively I felt her hands begin moving down from my chest onto my stomach again and reaching for my belt.
She quickly had my belt undone but was struggling to undo my jeans, so I lent her a hand undoing the button and pushing them to the ground - ensuring I pushed my socks off as I did so. Now she could clearly see not just the bulge in my boxers but the ever-growing damp patch she was causing. I took her by the hand and led her towards her bed. Before allowing her to sit down I reached around and unclasped her bra. For a moment she pinned her arms against her sides holding her bra in place, as if unsure. Then she moved them and let her magnificent breasts burst free. Even without the push-up bra her tits were firm and seemed to defy gravity, with firm nipples standing proudly erect.
Without missing a beat I took first one nipple and then the other in my mouth, rolling it around, teasing that bullet with both my tongue and teeth. My hands grabbed a firm handful and squeezed each boob firmly. As I stood up I pressed my body against hers and felt her now-wet tits sliding against my body. Moments later I felt her tracing a line with her tongue from my neck to my chest, licking eagerly at my tiny but now very firm nipple, sending ripples of pleasure through my entire body.
Soon I realised that she was heading further down as she took to her knees facing the throbbing cock in my shorts. She nervously took hold of the waistband, sliding my boxers off, letting my dick spring free.
“Fuck me!” she said. “It’s huge!”
Now I’ve never had any complaints about my size but never considered myself “huge”. My cock is a little over seven inches and pretty thick; combined with trimmed pubes and shaved balls, it has never disappointed - but I was delighted at her response.
I simply smiled and guided it towards her mouth, pushing it gently to her lips. Her warm and powerful tongue licked the tip, circling the entire thing as she reached up to stroke my balls. I pulled my cock up, exposing my shaved ball sac to her and felt the warm wetness of her tongue exploring my tight balls that were bursting to unload. I let my dick rest on her cheek as she finished on my sac and licked the shaft, taking it in her hand and slowly rubbing it backward and forward.
“Holy shit, you’ve got a foreskin!” she suddenly shouted. I’d totally forgotten the only man she had been with was her Jewish husband, so she had never experienced a foreskin before. I watched as she slowly pulled it to and fro, exposing and then hiding the purple head. I could see the genuine look of amazement and discovery on her face as she tugged on my dick.
“Now you’ve played with it, suck it,” I urged her.
I watched as she pulled back my foreskin letting the head free, licked it to get it wet once more and then tried to stick it in her mouth. The tip made it in, but before much else, I could feel I was filling her mouth. To give her credit, she did the best she could creating a beautiful warmth and wetness as she tried to squeeze more of my cock into her mouth. Soon she was picking the pace up, bobbing back and forth on my tip while using one hand to slide down my shaft in perfect rhythm and the other hand tugging on my balls. The sight of her beautiful face sucking me as hard as she could whilst playing with my balls was almost more than I could take and I could feel my orgasm building.
“I’m going to cum any minute if you keep doing that,” I moaned. Her pace quickened and my cock started twitching - meaning I was seconds from cumming. “I’m going to cum in your mouth, is that okay?” I begged but she just kept going. Then my balls contracted and I exploded in her mouth: first one, then another and another and one final spurt of hot cum shot into her mouth. With the tip of my cock already in there, it was more than she could take and she started to cough as cum leaked from the corners of her mouth and onto the floor. I pulled out of her mouth and she licked the cum from her lips as she recovered and began to stand.
We embraced and I kissed her deeply and passionately, tasting the last bits of cum that she hadn’t swallowed. “That was the best blowjob of my life,” I told her totally honestly after we separated.
“And that’s the first time I’ve let anyone cum in my mouth,” she replied.
I pushed her onto the bed and we fell together, our hands exploring each other’s body, squeezing, searching and probing as we rolled together. I slid my thigh between her legs and wasn’t surprised to feel how wet her panties were as she began to rub against me. I pressed her onto her back and began kissing my way down her body. I reached her luscious tits and buried my face between them, kneading the flesh of each and rolling each nipple between my fingers. Continuing on, I took one nipple in my mouth again, sucking and lightly biting it as Maggie moaned softly.
I continued south, tracing a line from her tits to her belly button with my tongue, lightly brushing my hand against her skin as I went. Past her garter belt and her stomach I reached her lace thong and tugged it down, spotting a telltale small C-section scar. She arched her back to lift her ass off the bed and free her of her underwear. Now naked except for her stockings and garter belt, I took in the spectacular view of those incredible tits, her smooth stomach, and now visible for the first time the beautifully trimmed pussy. Given her lack of sexual experience, I was surprised to see her pussy waxed smooth except for a small v-shape of pubes a couple of inches above her slit.
Tenderly I pushed her legs apart and continued kissing my way down, down to the small mound of hair, stroking her thighs, tugging lightly on her pubes.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Returning the favour you just gave me,” I smiled back, “I want you to cum in my mouth.”
“My husband would never do that, he always said it was disgusting. Are you sure?”
“Disgusting! It’s delicious and amazing, just relax, enjoy yourself and feel free to tell me what you like as I’m doing it,” I replied.
Moving down, I stopped right in front of her wet pussy, breathing in the amazing aroma, a mix of sweat, desire and her wetness. I blew ever so lightly, watching her pubes waft in the warm breeze as I kissed down one thigh, then back up, brushing my nose teasingly against her lips before moving on to the other thigh without touching her pussy. I could hear her anticipation each time I got close, but continued teasing, licking the areas free of pubes, taking the hairs in my mouth and pulling softly
After what I’m sure what seemed like an eternity I finally let her have what she wanted. I pushed her legs farther apart and kissed her tenderly on the lips, working my way from the top of her slit to the bottom. Once there I slid my tongue inside, relishing the moans and wriggles this elicited, and ever so slowly dragged my tongue along her entire length. For the first time, I tasted the tangy sweetness of her pussy and savoured its deliciousness. I felt her hips shift as she relaxed into it, and carefully parted her lips, exposing the hood of her clit.
Focusing my attention on her clit I leisurely began circling it and watched as the hood retreated as I progressed. Once free, I blew lightly onto her clit, then took it in my mouth as I slid a single finger into her soaking pussy.
“Yes, yes, oh fuck yes,” Maggie moaned, bucking her hips, pushing my finger deeper into her tight cunt.
I kept licking, sucking and stroking her pussy as her moans increased in both frequency and volume. She was so tight that I struggled to get a second finger inside her, but once I did she went wild, rocking her hips back and forth, nearly chipping my tooth on her pelvis!
“Oh my god, don’t stop, fuck, fuck yes, oh, oh, oh!!” she yelped as I built my rhythm ever faster, sucking her clit harder than ever, taking it in my mouth, licking it firmly. Suddenly her breathing changed again, now she was almost panting as she writhed around to my every touch.
“Keep going! Keep going, I’m going to cum. Fuck, fuck, oh my fucking god, I'm going to CUM!” she screamed.
I wasn’t going to stop and by now my whole hand and face were soaked with her juices as I could feel her orgasm building. Her body tensed and just as she was on the point of release I slid my little finger into her asshole. This sent her into new heights of passion.
“Ahh fuck yes! Yes! Yes!” she screamed as the walls of her pussy clamped down on my fingers and a flood of boiling hot cum shot through her tight hole. Despite her cumming, I didn’t stop, I kept my fingers pounding in and out of her cunt with my finger up her ass and clit in my mouth. Less than a minute later she was bucking once more.
“Fuck I'm cumming, I'm cumming again! Fuuuck YES,” she hollered as another full-body orgasm ripped through her, clasping my fingers tighter than ever inside her, and squeezing my head tight between her thighs.
As her orgasm subsided I eased my fingers from her holes and looked up to see her drenched in sweat and shaking. I moved from between her legs to kiss her deeply on the mouth, sharing her delicious juices with her and holding her tight until she stopped shaking.
As she regained her breath she said, “I’ve never cum like that and never more than once, you drive me crazy.”
“Don’t think we’re done, I have plenty of plans for us yet!” I responded with a wicked smile.
“I like the sound of that,” she whispered, reaching for my now-hardening cock once more.
Lying there with her stroking my dick it only took a couple of minutes for me to be at full erection once again. “Now I so, so want to fuck you,” I told her.
“Do you have a condom, because I don’t,” she replied.
I got up from the bed and went to my jeans, delighted that I’d chosen to bring condoms on a first date for once. Once protected I returned to her and pulled her towards the edge of the bed, aiming the tip of my cock for her pussy. I carefully began pressing ahead and heard a sharp intake of breath as my bulbous head began to part her lips.
“Slowly please,” Maggie begged as the first couple of inches entered her. I paused as she shifted under me, then slowly started to withdraw, then pushed in a little further.
“Ugh, ugh,” she moaned as her pussy stretched around my pulsating dick. Gently I pulled back and then in further, deeper than ever. Honestly, sliding into her pussy was more like sliding into an asshole, it was so tight. As I pushed deeper I rocked back and forth, pulling almost all the way out before slipping further into her tight passage.
With a little more than half my dick inside her, it felt I couldn’t go any further and a pained look came across her face. I grabbed her legs and put them on my shoulders, changing the angle of attack and pushed harder. Slowly her cunt stretched, allowing me to slip inside. A few moments later my balls were brushing against her anus as she had my full length inside her.
Each time I withdrew she exhaled a soft moan and with each thrust inside she grunted and inhaled sharply. Soon the look of pain eased into one of pleasure as she relaxed to accept my entire cock. Now I could begin to fuck her properly, so I picked up the pace - marvelling at the looks of passion written all over her face. With the condom on and having already cum, I knew I was going to last a while.
“Oh yes, fuck me, please. Your cock feels so good, fuck me hard!” she told me.
Picking up the pace, I started slamming in and out of her with her bucking her hips in rhythm. Finally, I pushed her legs further back and was hammering in and out of her tight slit when I felt my dick hit something firm.
“OW, fuck that hurt!” Maggie screamed, “I think you just hit my cervix!”
I immediately stopped and pulled out as she caught her breath, beads of sweat dripping from both of us. “I’m sorry, I never meant to hurt you,” I said apologetically.
“It’s okay, I know you didn’t, maybe we should try doggy style - I’ve always wanted to try that.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice! Positioning her on all fours where we could both see our reflections in her dressing table mirror, I spread her legs and started pushing my cock back inside her. Now she was relaxed I slid in much more easily and the view was incredible. With each thrust her tits swayed forward and watching her face in the mirror was a dream come true. Not wanting to hurt her again I gently fucked her from behind, grabbing her hips to make sure I didn’t go too deep.
Back and forth, back and forth we rode in unison, building up a wonderful pace. Soon her breathing changed again and I knew an orgasm was building. Suddenly I saw her reach between her thighs and start rubbing her clit as I pounded her tight wet pussy. I glanced away from the mirror to look at her ass and saw her anus opening and closing in time with each thrust, almost inviting me to touch it. I got a load of saliva and started circling her asshole with my thumb. Immediately her head rocked up and looked me in the eyes via the mirror. I was sure she was going to tell me to stop but instead she just said, “That feels so good.”
Encouraged now more than ever I slipped my thumb right past her sphincter and into her butt. Working my thumb in time with my cock, I could feel her getting ready to cum. I sped up, fucking her harder and harder as my thumb went in and out of her ass.
“Ugh, ugh, god I’m close - please don’t stop,” she said as I kept pounding away. Then it hit, her whole body started to spasm as a wave of pleasure coursed through her.
“Fuck yes! Oh god, yes, yes, yes yeeesss!” she screamed as her already tight pussy clenched down even harder on my cock. Not wanting her pleasure to end, I kept on fucking her and thumbing her asshole.
“Yeeesss! Yeeesss! Yeeesss!” she screamed again as I continued driving into her as spasm after spasm ripped through her body and a tidal wave of hot cum gushed around my cock and began leaking down her thighs. Unable to hold herself up anymore, she dropped onto the bed causing my thumb to pop out of her anus and me to collapse on top of her, my dick still deep inside her.
All I could hear was her panting and I felt her body shaking with pleasure. Even the slightest movement from me caused her to twitch again. So I just lay there, our bodies glistening with sweat, pressing hard against each other.
Gradually her breathing returned to normal and her muscles stopped spasming as her orgasm subsided.
“Sounds like you enjoyed that,” I whispered into her ear.
“I did, but you didn’t cum. I don’t think I can take anymore, my pussy is so sensitive.”
“That’s okay, as long as you enjoyed it, that’s all that matters,” I said.
“But I want to make you cum.”
I told her I had an idea and grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed, I asked her to lift her hips and put the pillow underneath her. I opened her legs then spread her ass cheeks and began to lick her asshole tenderly. Initially, she flinched at the new sensation of my warm tongue circling her butthole pushing into its warmth.
“Fuck, that feels good, but I’ve never done anal before,” she whispered between moans of pleasure from my tongue action.
“It’s fine,” I assured her. “You’re already relaxed and as long as you stay calm it will feel amazing. Trust me.”
I spat a ton of saliva onto her ass and began working it inside, first with one finger, then two and finally three. After her orgasms, her anus stretched much more easily than her pussy had. When I was sure she was ready I eased my dick next to her asshole and pressed gently into her. Almost immediately the head slipped straight inside.
“Wow!” she gasped with a cock in her ass for the first time. “My god, that feels big!”
I stopped and allowed her to expand then slowly began withdrawing, watching until her anus was wide open around the fattest part of my tip, then pushed inside. Inch by inch, thrust by thrust, my dick worked its way into virgin territory.
“Ow, gently, gently,” she urged as I slowed so she could accept my full length.
Once she was comfortable I started to fuck her, gradually picking up the pace as her anus contracted around my dick. The sound of my thighs slapping against her butt was intoxicating as was the mix of pleasure and pain crossing her face. Soon she was fully into the swing of things and began pushing back, urging me to fuck her deeper.
Before long I felt my balls tightening once again and knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I slapped her butt and said, “I’m going to cum in your ass any second!”
“Wait, don’t cum yet,” she screamed as I saw her hand head towards the pillow supporting her hips. I knew she was rubbing her clit trying to cum again. I had to slow my pace to hold back my orgasm and then it started. Her breathing changed, her hips started rocking once again and I could tell we were both about to cum.
“Fuuuck, yeeesss, I”m going to cum now. Cum in my ass,” she panted.
This was all I needed, and I picked up the pace once again, slamming into her virgin ass as hard as I could.
My balls were so tight they hurt as my cock started twitching and I screamed aloud as spurt after spurt of cum fired deep into her asshole. Soaked in sweat, I collapsed on top of her, my cock still nestled inside her anus.
“That was incredible,” I muttered in between heavy breaths.
“A-fucking-mazing,” she gasped.
As my dick became flaccid it slid out of her ass and I rolled off Maggie. I removed the condom and put my arms around her, spooning as we caught our breath. Within moments she was sound asleep, tight in my embrace. I fell asleep savouring the rich aroma of passion in the air.
That was the first night Maggie and I were together. Since then, she has become a much more sexual being and has grown to love and embrace her desires. We've had plenty of memorable times together.
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A Night of Firsts By Sexy Laura This story is property of me, and may not be resubmitted without my consent. [email protected] ************************* "Tommy.. Can you give me a hand for a second?? Please???" I hated when my sister Shelley asked me for a favor when she had clients over. I always feel uncomfortable. Especially since my sister has a clientele that is slightly different then most people would imagine. She is a professional dominatrix. Complete with the...
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Reassured of my dominance, I licked his cum off my hands and went back to his friend. I patted his hard cock on my tongue, moaning playfully. I was having the time of my life, people were stopping in the street to watch, and I was loving it. I took the second man’s cock back into my mouth again and again, slowing going deeper each time. Then I kept my tongue out, flicking along the underside of his shaft as I took him down my throat. As the tip of my tongue touched his balls, he came, sending a...
First Time"Mr. Clinton, this is Brian Frost." "Hello, Brian." Did he sound exceptionally cool? "Sir, I have been given the privilege of accompanying your daughter, Cassandra, on her first official date this Saturday." "I'm aware. She told me months ago. I suppose there isn't much I can say about it, now. What is it you wanted?" "I wanted to make sure my choice of activities would meet with your approval before I purchased the tickets. The Notre Dame Ballet Company is performing...
OK this time in my life was turbulent, as far as sexual relations developed, with here I am at the beginning of the Sexual Revolution, Vietnam Protests, Protests in general, Peace Love Dope, Flower Power, Flower c***dren, Acid Rock, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Timothy Leary, even the dawn of Gay Rights. That plus I had a head start in knowledge. I was torn between what I was taught was proper and paths others led me down. My girlfriend, which I was taught was the normal thing, I thought, where...
"I need to find someone to take me camping," she said while standing in my cubicle. We'd just been talking about how much we enjoyed camping and the outdoors and I'd been showing her some of my nature photos. I can't even remember what brought it all up, but it was fun to open up with a coworker like that. I like to feel the intimacy that comes from opening up to others and having them accept me. It's even better when we have similar interests and I can feel that rapport growing almost...
We had been building up to this for many months. She was the gorgeous account manager, I was the admiring customer. She had captivated me from the first moment we met, and countless texts, emails and phone calls later, I knew she was someone very special. Innocent on the outside, something much more intriguing on the inside. After a fabulous dinner, followed by a few drinks in one of those hidden bars that only the locals know in my town, she boldly told me it was high time I delivered one of...
David Miller and his wife Mandy were an attractive looking couple in their late thirties. Mandy stood just under five and a half feet, with David nearly six. Though David had always admired his wife's full rounded breasts as being one of her major attributes, her tight muscular ass was certainly another which he couldn't help but reach out and fondle whenever she walked by. Mandy of course thought her eyes to be her best feature, an almost cobalt blue that was accentuated greatly by her near...
My encounter at the Seattle ABS frightened me so much that is was three or four months before I would go into another one and I had transferred to San Diego in the meantime.I had been thinking about that blowjob and decided that since I had enjoyed it so much I was curious to try some more and what better place to try to find more than another ABS. There were a few of them some distance from the base so it seemed safe. This was back before Don’t Ask Don’t Tell so the services were still...
We find Eric St Clare naked and under the sheets of king size hotel bed, oblivious to the rain and thunder outside. His arms are wrapped around a stunning dark haired beauty clad only in nylons and garter belt. They are sharing gentle kisses on each other's necks and lips as Eric allows his hands to run across her naked breasts as well as her nylon covered legs.A soft moan escapes the brunette's red parted lips as Eric slowly draws his fingertips up the back of her leg and he marvels at the...
TransSome time ago my older sister caught me out in the Rumpus room with a girlie magazine. I was having a quiet wank over a full page layout of a gorgeous blonde bird who was sprawled out on a bed working on her fat juicy pussy with a huge dildo. I was only 14 at the time and my sister was a well developed 15 year old and aggressive with it. She grabbed my mag. and with a wicked grin she flounced off out of the room calling over her shoulder "I've got you now you little bastard, one peep out of...
Labor Day was the busiest day of the season for Dad and his Parks and Recreation staff. The parks would be full and it was the last day they had the public pools open. Greg and I always had to help in some way. For some reason Greg had gotten out of helping this time. He got up early and left for the day. Dad made me help the lifeguards at the main pool. You had to be 16 to do it for money so I was an unpaid volunteer, or that was what Dad told me. By 11:00 am the pool was packed. It was a...
I was out of town on a business trip. Work ran late at the client's office and I was a little tired, but really wanted a drink. Not knowing the area, I just drove around until I found a decent-looking bar. As I made my way in, I only noticed that the lights were dim and the bar was set up like a relaxed club. The theme was very post-modern and there was electronic music playing in the background, but nothing too loud. I streamlined my way to the bar and asked for a drink. As soon...
The General sat behind his desk, grumbling to Chaz, who was ensconced in one of Michael's Shanghai Art Deco guest chairs. Chaz carefully hid his growing amusement. Bâtisse himself was now quartered in a pen out in the main dome near the base fire hall, with a replicator that pumped out carefully measured quantities of weed and shrubbery clippings every few hours. He was a source of endless fascination for everyone on base, young and old, and did not lack for visitors. "Only fucking goat...
My name is Josh I am 21 and I live with my girlfriend Ashley and her best friend Pamela. Ashley and I have been dating for 5 years. She is the most beautiful girl ever. She is 34-24-32, 5’5” and her hair was straight and black. Pamela was 5’3” had black hair measured 36-26-36. Ashley and I were very sexually active and she was very much bisexual so it was no surprise that the 3 of us had had a lot of threesomes and group sex. Ashley was very comfortable with me being sexually active with her...
Group Sex"Ken?" my wife, Danielle, said to me one night while we were lying in bed. "Yea?" Here it comes, one of those "what are you thinking about" questions. Not quite. "When was your first time?" she asked. "Huh?" I said suprised. "You know, sex,"she said. "Mine?, you wouldn't want to here about it,"I said. "No, c'mon, I do." She snuggled up close to me. I put my hand up and ran my hand through her soft dark blonde hair. "Hmmmm, well,... My first time was back in ninth grade. "No...
Olivia here with yet another true story. My hubby and I had met and befriended a black couple at a Lifestyle party. There was a mutual attraction, but nothing came of it at that time. Olivia here with yet another true story. My hubby and I had met and befriended a black couple at a Lifestyle party. There was a mutual attraction, but nothing came of it at that time. It was getting close to several months before the holidays and Rich, Shana’s husband, was getting deployed. The next ladies...
GroupFor the better part of a year, my wife and I carried on an MFM threesome with a younger man we had met online. He lived a little over six hundred miles from us, so meeting him took planning and travel. Jason was a great lover for my wife, and with his bisexual side, he and I were able to work together to satisfy my wife every time we met. Other than incidental contact in satisfying my wife, Jason, and I had not ever had any contact one-on-one. My wife had always remained our full center of...
Not long after the events mentioned in the previous story, my sweety and I found ourselves heading into Germany for a well-deserved, and more importantly, nice and private vacation near the beach. The idea of having that small brown canvas love nest to ourselves for slightly over three weeks was almost unfathomable. Next to already being a couple of permanently horny adolescents, the prospect of having the other to ourselves for almost a month had kicked things into high gear to say the least....
M. was just as surprised as me that W. had agreed to get together. Neither one of us thought it would actually happen since we started corresponding three months ago. But there we were at the local pub having drinks. The conversation flowed easily, much to my great relief. After an hour or so (and 3 drinks knocked back in quick succession) W. says, “Alright, let’s go.”The walk back to the house was quieter, as if we are all lost in our own thoughts. When we got inside and out of our coats...
Chapter 1 School was out, summer was here and I was bored. Yes, bored. Like every kid, I'd eagerly awaited the end of school and the nice, long summer. But it didn't take me long to get bored, either. So, I got on the computer looking for friends online. And, Sandra was there. Now, Sandra Knox is in my grade and she's really pretty. Short blond hair, and she's really short, too. She's very short, maybe, four-ten or so. But, cute, real cute. So, I say 'hi' and she asked me if I wanted...
About a year after I married my wife things had begun to get a bit cold in the bedroom, this was my first marriage but she had been married for fifteen years prior to me. I wanted to spice things up a bit so one night while laying in bed I asked her if she had any fantasies anything she wanted to try. To my surprise she had always wanted to be with another woman. As we talked all sorts of wonderful thoughts filled my mind; then the conversation turned to bondage and pain. By the end of the...
BisexualDoug Bryant lay on the sandy beach gasping for air. Mary was dry heaving beside him, the contents of her stomach having been left far out in the water. Alyson was crying on the other side of her. Mary and Alyson had briefly gone under with the boat, but had somehow escaped. They broke surface on either side of another life vest. Mary and he had insisted Alyson wear it. He'd had to half-drag Mary to the beach against the pressure of the wind. It hadn't been easy swimming in his canvas deck...
Doug Bryant lay on the sandy beach gasping for air. Mary was dry heaving beside him, the contents of her stomach having been left far out in the water. Alyson was crying on the other side of her. Mary and Alyson had briefly gone under with the boat, but had somehow escaped. They broke surface on either side of another life vest. Mary and he had insisted Alyson wear it. He'd had to half-drag Mary to the beach against the pressure of the wind. It hadn't been easy swimming in his canvas deck...
As I sat there thinking she continued to make my tea, but not her own. I asked her about this and she looked up from what she was doing and asked if it was my wish to have her make herself a cup of tea as well. Really? She was asking me if I wanted her to make a cup for herself? Ok, I decided to go along with it and instructed her to do so but to mind my tea and ensure that it came out properly. I'm not sure if it was because she did it intentionally, or if it was because she was just as...
‘Asshole!’ I stared up at him, dazed at his brazenness, watched him open the zipper and take out his erect penis. I sniggered at my mind’s choice of words, but the fleeting shadow of doubt in his eyes made me sober up. ‘It’s not you, it’s just this,’ my arms gestured wide, ‘this situation. It’s ape-shit crazy!’ ‘I want to see your tits,’ he growled instead of a reply, ‘Monica always flashes her udders when she sucks me.’ It was a slap in the face. Why didn’t I get up and run? Something about...
I could barely believe this was happening; Kara’s incredible, perfect, alabaster body pressed to mine, the perspiration of our lovemaking drying on our skin.She had come to the house with the intent of studying for an exam with my assistance. That had lasted for a couple of hours, but the effects of being so close to each other had finally overwhelmed us both and we had kissed. The kiss had grown passionate until both of us were trembling and panting.Her notes forgotten, I had lifted her into...
Hi! Let me introduce myself. My name is Rory and I’m eighteen. My brother is Derek and he’s seventeen. Actually, I’m almost two years older because he just turned seventeen a couple of months ago, and I’ll be nineteen in less than two months. I was nine and Derek eight when our father was killed in a car crash. They said he was drunk, and I can believe it. He was drunk a lot of times. He didn’t have any insurance, and we’d never had much money anyway, so we were in kind of a tight place. In...
TabooThe first week passed in an organized chaos of digging, diving, and dirt displacement. By its end the cabin had been made generally livable. Doug had patched the leaks in the clay tile roof, ending the drips that accompanied the daily afternoon showers. All had cleaned the grime from its interior. The shutters were functional, thanks to new nylon rope hinges, and could be closed in case of another storm. The mosquito netting had been repaired and draped over the bed. Doug had used the nylon...
Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
The first week passed in an organized chaos of digging, diving, and dirt displacement. By its end the cabin had been made generally livable. Doug had patched the leaks in the clay tile roof, ending the drips that accompanied the daily afternoon showers. All had cleaned the grime from its interior. The shutters were functional, thanks to new nylon rope hinges, and could be closed in case of another storm. The mosquito netting had been repaired and draped over the bed. Doug had used the nylon...
Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
This story is regarding my mom named rittu aged 42 years and she has a very ripe luscious fig og 383438 and she always looked gorgeous in saree.I reallu used to admire my sexy mom but never had that feelings of sex with her.My father had a business in delhi but due to loss he shifted to Chandigarh and mom once in a week used to visit my dad .I am 21 years now studying in college in delhi and had very few friends and often used to chat on net.I had a special friend named amit who was from...
Being a CPA, she'd been able to save a bunch by closing her expensive office in Phoenix's central business district. Now, at a fraction of the price, she only needed to rent a post box in the same uptown stylish and upscale address that at one time been her plush office. Her clients were happy to email their spread sheets to her, knowing her work was professional and accurate, as were her insights and opinions. She'd bought the business from an elderly man, inheriting his clientele. Those...
KEVIN Andrea’s spending the night with my sister. Most girls their age hardly have nipples, but Andrea’s are totally obvious when she’s adjusting her goofy nightcap, a Night-Before-Christmas type, except it’s not Christmas. Katie’s breasts, I know all about from wrestling around. When the three of us play Monopoly, the two complain I own too many hotels, so I make them loans to keep the game going. Banker Andrea in her nightgown has to lean forward to make change while Katie pretends to sort...
Ser Alec Longstroke (his last name a call to an ancestor who used a spear-like sword to defeat a foe one) had been riding his horse, which was wearing a white and red cloth caparison and who’s name was Fira, for almost a week now. He was a knight of a guild and he specialized in hunting what had done this to the countryside, dragons. His destination was the Castle Rooker, a place that a dragon would have rested before it moved on. It was his hope that the dragon was still there and that the...
Ser Alec Longstroke (his last name a call to an ancestor who used a spear-like sword to defeat a foe one) had been riding his horse, which was wearing a white and red cloth caparison and who’s name was Fira, for almost a week now. He was a knight of a guild and he specialized in hunting what had done this to the countryside, dragons. His destination was the Castle Rooker, a place that a dragon would have rested before it moved on. It was his hope that the dragon was still there and that...
Knight of PassionAlone in her tower, Princess Mariella could hear the sounds of battle coming from below. Out of her window, she could see down into the courtyard of her prison, the tall stone spire that had confined her for close to five years now. Far below, the cobblestones were streaked with scorch marks, long black lines of soot that crisscrossed the ground and spread up the walls. She felt tears welling in her eyes. The poor knight.He wasn't the first person who'd come to rescue her. She...
Knight and Dey 1: First Day of a Second Life By Ron Dow75 [email protected] "All right, crew, eyes forward!" the police sergeant ordered the three officers under his command. "Every year, somebody tries to show off by riding to school in an unauthorized manner. Specifically, down Bleaker's Hill!" and he pointed at the very steep hill in front of the two men and a woman. "It is our job to catch the perpetrator, and to make an example of him! This school will be highly...
{Because of something that happened in "Lost Indian Caves" before he was born, Alex's has a condition that changes his gender; male in the dark, female in the light. Alex's simple goal is complicated by a power struggle within the first school he's ever attended. That struggle is about to take on wider implications. - WARNING: This story has been heavily manga influenced.} Knight and Dey 3: Meet the Knights By Ron Dow75 Out in the outer office of school administration, police...
HumorKnight Errant 1. Argument "Sophie, you must do as I say - I command you to obey me!" Sophie flashed anger and then smiled sweetly at the young Knight. "Peter, you have always tried to order me about ... Even as children, when we played together, you always wanted to be in charge ..." "Sophie, - I am in charge - I am master of this castle, and you are my prisoner!" "Peter, you know very well that you are too soft-hearted to lock me in your dungeon ... It was your brother,...
It was a night like any other winter night in the City of Brockton. The snow was falling gently, the wind was light almost non-existent as two vigilantes keep a silent watch together over their fair city. Brockton used to be a nice city, it was once the ‘Shoe Capitol of the World’. The City of Champions, as its downtrodden citizens called it. Brockton was the birthplace of boxing champions Rocky Marciano and Marvin Hagler. It seemed to everyone living in the towns adjacent to Brockton that...
For those who have been waiting on this chapter, I apologize for the length of time it took to publish. It took a long time to figure story out and with setbacks from my computer crash and subsequent loss, this chapter has been written and rewritten a ton. I hope it is enjoyable and look to continue this story. The sun glinted off Ser Alec’s armor as he exerted himself in battle. A continuous fight that plagued him every few seconds while he climbed a path etched into the side of...
{Because of something that happened in "Lost Indian Caves" before he was born, Alex and his family have a condition that changes their gender; male in the dark, female in the light. Now that he knows the truth, Alex's simple goal is complicated by the power struggle within the first school he's ever attended.} Knight and Dey 2: Top Dog By Ron Dow75 "Wow, he actually did the death scene," Lyza said, on her side, her head in a hand. "Hmf! He looks pretty alive for somebody who...
HumorMorgan had dressed for the night, short blue dress with a plunging neck line, dark pantyhose only, no panties and heels to draw attention to her long shapely legs. Morgan was sitting in the bar waiting for friends to arrive. She notice me sitting in a corner booth at the back of the bar. She was curious and intriged, I was dressed in a dark suit, my salt and peper hair neatly trimmed, rugged facial features, muscular build, and she gussed my age to be about 54. She asked the bartender to...
Knight and Dey 4: What Kind of Friend? By Ron Dow75 Vice Principal Weatherwax and Mr. Knight were out talking by the man-sized hole in the high fence the separated the front yard from everything else around the blue Four Square style house. Behind them was a red-and-blue striped tent that covered most of the back yard, right up to the hillside. In a light so dim it would be darkness to others, a teen with shoulder-length dark hair, stood in bare feet on a trapeze...
HumorGrace, Kim and I had a nice long chat and decided to take the twins with us to return to Camelot to see if we could locate the missing cheerleaders. I didn't have any evidence that we would find them other that a nagging need to try. We called the twins into my den and sat down to talk with them. I had to convince them that what they were about to hear would be hard to believe but they had to accept it on blind faith. I started out, "Girls, you remember the cave you saw on your...