Moving
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The decision to end my second marriage and move far away to start life anew was not really difficult to make. The marriage had been dead for many years and we’d stayed together for convenience, nothing more. I’d had enough. I wanted more and I wanted freedom to do what I wanted.
Truthfully, my life as a wife had been something of a failure. Years ago, I went straight from living at home with my sister and her husband, to getting married very quickly to escape from being sexually abused by my brother-in-law. Marriage saved me from the abuse, but, apart from having children, it was a failure. It’s not surprising, really, because we’d married within nine days of meeting.
Five years after the divorce, I married again. Looking back, I’m not really sure why I married Gavin - but, with my children having left the nest some years earlier, I came to believe it was time for me to start over, to begin to live before it was too late.
I must confess, without having much work experience and being middle-aged, stepping out on my own for the first time made me a bit nervous. In fact, I found it a scary situation moving to a new city and state. But I’d decided to walk away from everything I had known and begin this new life in a new apartment and, hopefully, with new friends.
I also wanted some love in my life. And, if love wasn’t to be on the menu, at least let me have sex. I craved a man's touch, the smell of a man. My body ached for a man’s touch.
In my dead marriage, I missed togetherness. Where was the gentle kiss, a smile and the desire in his eyes? I desperately wanted to feel a body next to mine. I wanted my nipples to harden under a man’s touch, for him to set my pussy afire.
And so, with the second divorce completed, I set out for a new life...
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The movers have packed the truck and are on their way. I say goodbye to my few friends here and then get in my car to head for my new apartment in Tennessee. I can't wait to begin this new chapter in my story.
I drive as far as I can throughout the day and find a hotel for the night. With so many feelings and emotions running through me, it’s hard to sleep. But I must because I need to reach my apartment in the morning. That will leave me the rest of the day before the movers arrive.
The next morning, I arrive at the apartment block and visit the office where I complete and sign the paper work and get the key to my new life.
Parking around the side of the building, I open the door and I can't believe how excited I am. I love the sense of freedom.
The first thing I do is open the blinds. My ex always liked it dark to help with the AC or heating bill but now the sun was bright and everything in my new home was so white and clean and fresh.
I’d brought an air-mattress as I knew my bed and other furniture would not be here until the next morning. I got the few things from my car and settled in for the night. I set up the mattress in my very own bedroom. I lay down, so excited about my new life, and eventually drifted off to sleep.
Being in my own place, I could do as I pleased. And that included sleeping naked. It felt good not having to answer to anyone.
I was awoken the next morning by banging on my door.
Who in the world is banging on my door this early in the morning?
Sleepily, I got up and pulled on a short, silky robe and went to the door. I barley cracked it open and looked out at a gorgeous young stud standing there.
"Movers," he said as I peered through the gap.
"Already?" I didn’t really know the time; the movers had most of my furniture and belongings in their van and I’d left my wristwatch on the floor by the air-mattress.
"Yes."
"Let me grab some clothes."
"Okay lady, but we are on a tight schedule... "
I opened the door to let him in. He was over six foot tall with brown hair and deep brown eyes. He looked muscular and very fit in tight jeans.
I held my silk robe together but I struggled to cover my body. All I’d worn at home was grandma gowns but this item was truly little and I had bought it as part of my fresh start. I didn’t want to expose too much flesh to this young man but I did feel sexy under the gaze of his dark eyes.
After explaining where I wanted everything placed, I said I would be getting dressed. But, first, I walked into the kitchen to get some coffee. Someone came up behind me and I was startled. I jumped and, as I turned around, my robe fell open. The young removal man stood there looking at me. I was frozen, couldn't move nor speak.
"Sorry,” he said, “I didn’t mean to frighten you. Ma'am, I need to know on which wall you want the bed."
I quickly pulled my robe together but I knew he’d seen everything. And I'm not a bad looking woman for my fifty years. I'm five foot two inches have blue eyes and long blonde hair tumbling below my shoulders. My figure is okay but I'm sure I could benefit from some toning in a gym. That will come in time but, for now, I couldn't stop staring at this gorgeous, sexy young man.
Stop it! Behave yourself! What would he want with a middle aged woman?
I stood back, watching him move, watching his hard body flex as he lifted furniture and boxes. I forgot all about getting dressed. He was so nice looking: a fine body and a bulge in his tight jeans that I would love to get my hands and mouth on.
"The bedroom ma'am, which wall for the bed?"
I snapped back to reality and walked towards the bedroom, somewhat embarrassed for what had just happened with my robe.
The air-mattress was still on the floor, so I bent down to pick it up and my robe fell open again. As I stood to close the robe, I felt hands on my shoulders.
"Its okay ma'am, I will pick that up."
I was totally embarrassed and just walked out of the room, holding my robe closed and now tying it at the waist. The other removal men had put my living room furniture in place, so I sat down, intending to keep out of the way.
When all the furniture was in place, the other movers left. The young man stayed behind to settle the bill and make sure there was no damage done in transit. He followed me from room to room as we checked the furniture. We got to the bedroom and every time I turned around, he was close behind me. I would almost knock into him as I turned.
I walked to the bed and checked the headboard for any scratches. I turned and there he was, standing right behind me. There was not space between me and the bed. I couldn't move; he was right there.
He reached out his hand and brushed back a strand of hair off my face and asked if the bed was in the right position. I said it was fine but, as I tried to scoot past him, he stepped across in front of me. He reached down and took hold of the sash around my waist.
He fingered it, gazing into my eyes. It had been a long time since anyone had looked at me like this. He pulled the sash undone and once more the robe fell open. His hands reached for my shoulders and my mind was racing. I should stop him. But did I really want to? I was probably old enough to be his mother.
I gasped as he lowered the robe off my shoulders. It slithered to the floor and I stood before him, totally naked. I really didn't know what to do. What I did know was that I was wet between my legs, my nipples were hard and I wanted this young man. Evidently, he desired me as well.
So, I stood there like a statute, arms at my sides, hardly breathing, not saying a word, but thinking about ripping off his clothes. It had been so long since I’d had sex - way back in the distant past - and I wanted this young man to fuck me.
He held my face in his hands and kissed me. Instinctively, I kissed him back and it went on for some time. His hands moved to my breasts, fondling them and pinching and pulling my nipples. I began to moan and knew I wouldn't hold out too long. I think this young man knew I was hungry for sex.
He lifted me up and lay me on the bed. He began to undress. First his shirt. His body was beautiful, so manly. He removed his jeans and his large bulge pressed against his boxers. He stretched out beside me on the bed, his hands kneading my breasts while his firm lips found mine again. We kissed, hard and passionate. How I needed him! It no longer mattered how young he was, he was a man. And I needed him. And he wanted me.
He kissed my neck and my ear, then whispered, "I’m gonna make you scream and fill you with my seed."
His lips trailed over my body. He nibbled my nipples and bit them. I moaned loudly. He knew I liked it and bit a little harder. His hands roamed down the sides of my body and over my tummy. His finger tips tickled over my pussy mound. I raised my hips, wanting his fingers to touch where no one had touched in so long. But he didn't; he teased me. His hand went back to my nipples and he continued playing with them, pinching, pulling - and biting. My moans were louder. Why wouldn't he just fuck me? Come on! I needed him. I needed to feel his cock in my burning pussy.
His kisses again journeyed down my body and I grasped the edges of the mattress when his lips arrived at my pussy mound. I raised my hips even further off the bed and I pulled his head into my crotch. He eased down between my legs, pushing them apart, and kissed along my inner thighs, moving higher and closer to my aching pussy. He was oh so close but didn’t touch me there. He was a tease, taking me to the edge. I was desperate for his touch.
"What do you want? What do you need from me?" he asked, looking up.
I just moaned.
"Tell me what you want, Mrs. S."
"Please, please, fuck me,” I gasped. “Make me cum, make me feel like a woman again."
With that said, his fingers pulled my pussy lips apart and he licked his tongue along the length of my gaping wet slit. I rocked my hips, pressing into his face as he continued licking and sucking my pussy lips. Then the tip of his tongue flicked over the edge of my hood, driving me wild.
He sucked my clit, nibbled on it, and it didn't take long before I gushed. I came harder than I could remember cumming in years. He thrust fingers deep inside of me and I kept cumming as he rapidly poked in and out. One climax followed another and he then curled his fingers and hit my G-spot. Amazingly, I squirted and finally I had to beg him to stop.
He withdrew his fingers and climbed on top of me. I looked down my body and saw his long, thick cock poised at the entrance of my pussy. With one quick thrust, he buried it deep and I screamed. The searing pain of this sudden penetration quickly turned to pleasure as he pumped his vigorous cock up and down my channel.
I wrapped my legs around him: I wanted all of him. He pounded me and my vagina walls tightened around him, griping his pulsating shaft. Soon, I was on the verge of cumming again. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders and began to fuck me even harder, like a wild bull.
I screamed with delight; I was cumming again. His mighty cock was throbbing and he thrust harder until I felt him expand deep within me and I knew he was on the verge of spouting his seed. But he pulled out quickly and offered his rampant cock to my mouth. I eagerly took him in and sucked him hard.
He thrust in and out, taking control of my mouth. He wanted me to take all of him and plunged one more time. His cock entered my throat and I gagged but he still rammed hard and fast until he suddenly stopped and took hold of my face. I felt his cock head swell and then he spurted his warm, sticky cum down my throat.
I swallowed as much as I could but he didn't remove his cock. Instead, he began to move it in and out again.
"Suck me, make me hard again,” he said. “I want to fuck you some more."
I licked my tongue over the tip and slowly under his brim. Then I slurped down his shaft. Still cleaning my juices from him, I took each ball in my mouth and sucked them before I returned to his cock and took it in my mouth again.
But he pulled out and ordered me to get on my hands and knees. “I’m gonna fuck your ass like you’ve never had it fucked before.”
I got into position but I was scared because I’d never been fucked in my ass. But I was not about to argue: I wanted everything this young man had to give me.
He got some of my pussy juices on his fingers and smeared them over my tight rear hole. He licked my ass till I was moaning, begging him to take me. He started with his finger, opening me, preparing me for his large cock.
By now I craved all of him, all his attention, all of his cock. I began to move back on his finger, then he added another. I was able to relax; my hole was open and he pulled out his fingers.
With his cock in his hand, he placed the fat dome at my entrance and began to push a little. "It will hurt for a moment till I get the head in. Are you ready?"
I nodded but, as I did, I felt a sharp pain of intrusion and I screamed. He stopped and held my hips steady, his cock still in me.
"It will be okay now, the head is in. Do you want me to stop?"
I shook my head and he pushed the rest of the way in. I screamed out again but he began fucking me, long and slow. My tight hole got used to him, adjusting to his size. In a short time, I was pushing back on him.
We picked picked up our rhythm and he reached around to fondle my breasts. He teased my nipples and I pushed back on his cock, wanting it as deep as possible. I loved the feeling of my ass being filled. Why had my ex never done this?
"Yes, yes... fuck me please. Harder, fuck me harder... I need you so bad."
The young man gave me everything. He thrust hard into my ass and any pain quickly turned into more pleasure than I could handle. I bucked wildly on his rigid pole and I started to climax yet again. Juices streamed from my pussy like never before and he had complete control of my body and my mind. I couldn't think of anything but him and wanting him to fuck me till I was drained.
"Cum again, Mrs S."
His deep thrusts sent me over the edge again but he kept pounding hard and fast, getting himself ready to cum. He gripped my hips and pulled me hard onto him as he gave me all he had.
We collapsed on the bed, him laying on top of me, his cock still buried in my ass, but gradually going limp. Trying to catch my breath, I’d lost count of the many orgasms I’d had that morning.
He rolled off me and lay on his back. I rested my head on his heaving chest and we stayed there in silence. No words were needed. We had got what we needed and what we wanted from each other.
Eventually, he got up and dressed. I paid the bill and, as I walked him to the door, he turned to me and said, "Welcome to Tennessee. I do hope you enjoy your stay."
He smiled, winked and walked out of the door.
I went into the kitchen and got a cup of coffee, thinking and smiling about the events of the day. Then I went to the shower and, while I washed my body, the feeling in my tender nipples increased my thoughts about the fucking I had just enjoyed. I smiled as I circled fingers around my clit, rubbed it and thought about the young removal man.
I didn't imagine I would ever see him again but I will never forget the day that I moved into my apartment.
What a beautiful day!
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MILFI couldn't help noticing that Chi-chi's one night out on a Saturday was getting longer and longer. She always used to be back by ten or eleven in her virginal days, but then it got to midnight before I would hear her entering the house, quietly going into her quarters - and then sometimes it got to be even two o'clock or after before she'd get back. I'd stay awake, waiting for her return: sometimes walking back to our house or sometimes on the back of a motorbike. I knew then, of course, that...
Hi All iam Rohith from Mumbai. This story is about the incident happened very near future which was actually dint meant not planned. But urge of both was the same but both feared to put it in front and take it forward. I am slim fair working in Mumbai staying alone at a company provided quest house. So got to be boring in the eve and sat and sun during week off’s . Reading ISS makes my day and accompanied …also at the same time trying to search for the like-minded people who live like me here...
A few years ago, they had been lovers, when they had met on one of Ryan’s leaves. Ryan had been in the Armed Forces for 15 years and had just come back to town for a longer than usual leave. He had been overseas and had earned some extra leave. He was a tall guy, 35 years old about 6’ 2”, with a short black military hair cut and deep brown eyes, which had shots of gold through them, depending on his mood. He had a very sharp face with a cleft in his chin. He was a very fit man, being very...
Petticoat and No Panties JunctionIt was just another Friday at the Shady Rest Hotel just North of Hooterville. The hotel was located about half way between Pixley and Hooterville but they did most of their shopping at the Sam Ducker’s General Story in Hooterville. Their main source of transportation was a small train, the Cannon Ball, which made several trips between Hooterville and Pixley each day.The hotel was run by Kate and her three daughters, Betty Jo, Bobbie Jo, and Billie Jo. Their...
“What’s the status?” I asked as soon as I was in a hastily cleared room outside the ballroom. Lila’s team had been using the room, but now was spreading through the hotel to ensure there was not a missed threat here as well as on Astra. “We started getting some spurious signals on the control network as the intra-day checks ran,” Allen answered. He was still plugging into our network via a laptop, and had a comms headset on getting live updates from his ops teams. “Two sets of thrusters...
"All right." He began. He was even more confident and in control now. "Take off that lame costume."Billy could not believe what was happening. She couldn't find any rope so duct tape would have to do. Tim tied Billy up in the corner of the room, in plain view of the couch as Jeff fondled his mom's tits as she undressed. She got down to her bra and panties, hoping they'd want nothing more than a quick feel, but she knew this probably wasn't true. She was too terrified of them not to comply. She...
By half past three in the afternoon Roger Thompson was running around the beach his excitement irrepressible and contagious. He'd started off jogging around the beach by himself, but once the result of the third test had become more universally known he had been joined by other cricket mad fans who were celebrating a rare victory by England over the West Indies. "See dad," he'd said once Fred Trueman had had Joe Solomon caught by wicketkeeper Jim Parks for 14 to complete the 217 run...
I'm Dane, twenty-six, bored with pretty much everything life has to throw at me. That is, until I heard about EpicureApp. Apparently, this new app pairs you with someone who matches your specific sexual needs and desires. Even if you don't know what they are yourself. Yeah, right. But let's face it, my few forays into the world of getting naked with a partner were nothing to write about. The relationships lasted about as long as the intercourse."We're just not compatible.""I didn't really find...
VoyeurJason sighed in exasperation, running his fingers through his hair as he paced the length of the room, his other hand curled tightly around the phone. "Cassie, I wish you hadn't done that! You and the girls could have been in serious trouble!" "You were already busy dealing with Richie. I just wanted to help." "Walking blindly into danger like that is not helping!" "I did no such thing, Jason. I checked out that place as thoroughly as I could, and we covered our tracks. Everything...
It was about 7:30am Sunday morning, and Karla and Vicky were still at it. The night before, Jaysin had brought them to this small arena in Rockville where they had filmed various different sex acts with fifty old black men ranging from 40 to about 70 years old. It had been truly a unique evening, one that neither girl had experienced before. After almost five hours of filming and fucking where they had both taken long old black cocks deep into all their holes, the girls had returned to the...
She had already discussed the ground rules and knew what to expect. Tony would be the dominant member of the house. Already, it was decided that Laura would wear only a long shirt, a sun dress, or nothing at all. Her body was to be readily accessible at all times for use by whatever person wanted it. Sarah would be an equal partner as far as level. They both could be used by Tony at any time. Additionally, they were allowed to play with each other at any time. Jim was the one wild card. Tony...
Monastery for Nuns ? Synopsis ? Orphaned at fifteen, Mary is sent to London to live with her aunt and uncle. Persecuted for her devout religious beliefs she is sent to live as a nun in a Mediterranean monastery, a monastery devoted to worshipping Satan. ? ? Monastery for Nuns ? by obohobo ? ? Warnings ? Please take note! ? The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. ? MF NC. Spanking ? If you are underage or offended by such material, or if...
A Soldier's Tale In the great days of the British Empire, a new commanding officer was sent to a jungle outpost to relieve the retiring colonel. After welcoming his replacement and showing the usual courtesies (gin and tonic, cucumber sandwiches etc) that protocol decrees, the retiring colonel said, "You must meet my Adjutant, Captain Smithers, he's my right-hand man, he's really the strength of this office. His talent is simply boundless." Smithers was summoned and introduced to the...
This story happened a few years ago. It was a Saturday night, I was alone and very overwhelmed by work problems. I decided to go out with my car so I could clear a little. After going around the streets a few times, I go through an album. I got out of the car, entered and saw what I expected: many people dancing to the rhythm of a very loud music! I climb some stairs and reach the second floor from where I saw all clues !! Really time passed and the truth did not amuse me at all! Until...
Judith Saunders was a fifty-two-year-old divorcee and she was sitting in her hairdressers reading a magazine, having arrived early for her appointment. She was sitting in the area near reception and did not look up from the magazine when the outer door opened and another customer arrived but after the new arrival spoke, Judith's attention was attracted."Good morning, madam, can I help you?" said the receptionist to the new arrival."Good morning, my name is Geraldine Culverhouse and I have an...
SpankingThe car park was empty just as he said it would be, it was about 10.45, and we were early. We had been very quiet as we drove here, both a little nervous, I was tingling with apprehensive excitement but I could only guess what you were feeling. At 10.55 the red mondeo pulled up beside our car. 'Is that him?' you asked, 'I think so' I replied. We sat for what seemed like an age, neither daring to make the next move but we didn't have to, he flashed his interior light and for an instant I...
The Beginning of Something Joey and I had been together since I was a freshman in high school and he a junior. We were never an ‘item.’ Neither of us was popular enough for that designation, but that’s probably why we were always so close. I had been raised in a very strict and very Christian family, so I never was allowed to dress in any way that was fashionable. In my family, everything fashionable was ‘sinful,’ anything that would show any hint of my burgeoning body was ‘moral turpitude.’...
It was just before midnight when I pulled into the motel parking lot. I was exhausted and couldn’t wait to get a room and lie down. After driving for fifteen hours straight I could use a hot shower and a few hours rest. The motel was located on the outskirts of Atlanta, just off the interstate. It was small and looked to be in good upkeep. The kind you often see near major highways. Yes, this looked to be the perfect place to stop for the night and get some much needed rest before I continued...
EroticIntroduction: This story is pure fiction. All characters depicted are 18+. Thank you all for the feedback on the other stories. This one is significantly longer than all the others, but I think the action at the end is well worth the wait. ,) Chapter 9 – The Day with Jessica Life in my house the last two months or so had been odd. After my sister unexpectedly moved in it put the brakes on any potential physical or intimate relationship my daughter and I had been on the verge of exploring. It...
Sissy Slut gets caught #1 Hi, my name is Marcy and I've been a cross dresser for years but have always limited my play to indoors. I've acquired quite an extensive wardrobe through on-line shopping sources and eBay always purchasing items that only a slut would dare wear. I'm especially proud of my collection of 5 and 6-inch pumps in a wide array of colors. Among my most prized possessions are the three sets of titties I had custom made by a Hollywood special effects/makeup artist....