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I’m finally given leave to go home for a while. I return home and sit at my desk, I was away for six months this time but managed to sneak off for a little action over valentines day. During my absence I barely even got to lay eyes upon a woman. A few females perhaps in the loosest sense of the word! but no real women. More over I’ve not had the time to release my frustrations inside one even if I wanted to. My point being that I have not had the opportunity to have my way with a woman Therefore in my opinion I do not deserve the reputation that has preceded me thus far. If you were to spread out my escapades over the period of a year, you would see that I actually quite reserved and merely making up for lost time, everyone likes to spice things up a little every now and then, I should not be branded as a sexual deviant.
The first thing I like to do when I get home is have a shave, maybe cut my nails if they need cutting and then a nice long relaxing shower. It’s quite a luxury after being allowed only five minutes at a time in the communal showers for months at a time although I do admit that whilst I much prefer the female form I do appreciate the effort we all go to to ensure our bodies are in peak physical shape, it does feel good to be part of the fit club. The privacy and relaxing environment and I often fantasises about sharing my shower with a beautiful woman, rubbing soap all over each other’s bodies, running my fingers through her hair as I rinse out her shampoo. Taking hold of her wet body and kissing her passionately as I pay extra attention to her already clean breasts and perfect quim.
It’s only fantasy so I don’t need to worry about any of the difficulties that arise from the reality. I’ve done it in the shower many times and whilst it is one of may favourite fantasies, the reality never lives up to my expectations. Showers are actually quite fragile structures which limits the action to against the back wall to save the embarrassment of having to explain to the bathroom fitter how I managed to cause such damage to the shower unit... again! If they have long hair then it will probably end up clogging up the plug hole. I like it rough, showers just aren’t built for that. Besides I like it wet and the water tends to wash away all those lovely juices that make a woman so delightful.
Next I sit at my computer and do the usual, check my phone and my email etc. My work and day to day email can be quite tedious but I actually look forward to checking my private email. It usually consists of the usual junk mail but hidden amongst it all will be the odd bit of fan mail and more! I love fan mail, the dirtier the better, the thought of all those women and indeed a few men and everything in between becoming aroused by something I created is enough to get my blood pumping. Today I hit the jackpot! A friend of mine has made an unusual request. I been invited to visit his girlfriend while she is studying in Europe and by visit I mean make love to, the only catch is he wants to watch, fine by me! I like to think of Europe like the United States, visiting a different state for the weekend or on a road trip is no big deal, just a quick flight and you’re there.
I usually like to meet up with my friends over the weekend but I’m starting to get fed up with this back water, it usually only takes a few hours to remember why I left in the first place and this night is no exception. The only reason I ever come home to to see my friends and loved ones. sadly things have changed, over the years it has become harder and harder to have fun with them. People get married and have dinner parties instead, people have k**s and have to stay at home to look after the c***dren, people get nine to five jobs and have to get everything else done over the weekend people fall out one refusing to come out unless the other is not invited, sadly these are hard times and some people just can’t afford to go out partying every night. The drama becomes ever more tedious.
I try to push the thought of just getting on a plane and having my way with her out of my head. I contact my amigos, times have changed everyone is up for seeing me but no one is up for anything exciting, it’s all dinner and double dates and watching a film, “Sure I’d love to” ...right after I’ve fucked someone and got it out of my system. I love spending time with everyone but when I get home all I want to do is sleep and get drunk. It becomes harder and harder to justify not going to see the girl. Maybe if I go away for a weekend stay and if she happens to be free then I can just sneak off for a few hours.
It is very typical behaviour for me. I don’t talk very much I like to do things instead, dinner and dates are all about talking. Besides I adore Spartan culture, what’s more than laconic meeting up with the lads and then sneaking off in the night for a little action before returning as if you never went anywhere. I think that’s why I have a thing for bald women and women with short hair, too much Spartan poetry makes my have fond memories whenever I see one. I don’t talk much but I do like to read and write and the Spartans can tell a good story.
I have it all figured out, I could meet up with a few of the guys in Europe, go out for a drink or two, if she’s free I could make my excuses, sneak off and have my way with her, if she’s not then at least I’ll have a good weekend away seeing the sights in Europe. My mind wonders again.
***
I walk through the streets under the cover of darkness in the dead of night, finally I reach her place and knock on the door. She looks so sweet in a way that is kind of cute yet at the same time kind of hot, her hidden desire more than making up for her innocence. “Hi, you must be that little lady I hear so much about." I walk through the door and hold her by her waist as I kiss her on the neck. I feel her back curl slightly as she smiles then we look into each other’s eyes. We gaze for a second, checking each other out then we say in unison. “Nice to meet you.” She giggles and I grin then she invites me inside. “Come inside.” she say, her exotic voice like silt to my ears. “With pleasure. Sorry I’m late” I say with a cheeky grin.
I take hold of her and kiss her passionately on the lips this time as I lift her top up, she unbuttons my shirt as I wrap my hands around her top into a roll of fabric and press it against her neck and push her back towards the wall and slam the door shut with a quick flick of my heel. Now she is the one grinning, a huge smile on her face as if she is about to devour a huge gooey slice of warm chocolate fudge cake. Once I have her against the wall I lift her top up over her shoulders, I can smell her scent as she lifts arms shackled either side of her head by the fabric of her sleeves. I pull the front of her top over eyes like a blindfold and kiss her one again then work my way down her swan like neck. I pause for a second to appreciate one of her veins popping out of her hot neck. Then I continue, holding her firm against the wall, kissing a little lower, lower, lower until I reach her breasts.
I shave every morning but by the night there is enough stubble that I can hear my face scratch against her silky skin, it echoes through the barren hallway as I rub against her body with glee like a cat lovingly marking it’s owner with glee. She smells so delicious and the thought of having my way with her soon drives the situation forward. I undo her bottoms with one hand as I wrap the other lightly around her neck to hold her in place and gently bite on one her nipples, she moans quietly as if she was having a very form and vigorous back massage. Her hands now free she removes her top from her head and arms and discards it. Having undone her bottoms I push them past her hips and she wiggles side to side as the drop dwon her thighs and onto the floor.
She smells do delicious. I can smell her sex and I must have a taste. I return my lips to hers and kiss her again. I let my free hand wonder down between her legs my other still around her neck as she rests her hands on my shoulders. Her palms are sweaty but I like the way her soft skin feels against mine. I must taste her but I resist the temptation to get down on my knees and kiss her down below. With her hands on my shoulders she would have control and my urge to make love to her right now has reached boiling point, the pleasure would be all hers and I want it to be shared between us. I straiten up and kiss her passionate on the lips as I allow my hand to wonder between her legs.
I soon find what I was looking for, her cleft soaking wet. I gave down at her pants still around her ankles to see a sticky patch on the gusset. I look at my fingers and play with her sticky juices letting it string between my fingers. I tighten the grip around her neck as I look her in the eye and suck on my sticky fingers one by one like a mean school bully stealing someone’s dessert and cruelly eating it slowly in front of their victim. She smells amazing, she tastes amazing, but does she feel amazing? I return my fingers to her slippery entrance and play for a while, she is almost purring as I gently polish her sweet little ruby. Her breathing starts to get deeper, I can feel her breasts rise and fall against my body. Just as she becomes complacent I slip my middle finger deep inside her and she gasps as if it were made if ice.
I rub her soft-spot for a little while until she moans like a whore then I remove my finger and she looks at me longingly. She feels relaxed enough and I tactfully tell her so. “You are soaking wet.” She gasps then speaks. “I read you’re story” she says in that sexy accent of hers. The thought of her reading my work, perhaps even masturbating to it just before I came to her door drive me wild and I let go of her neck, immediately unzip my flies and release the b**st. I can feel it straining against itself to be inside her. I grab her by her left thigh and lift her knee up against my hip. Then I bend my knees and wet my head between her legs. Finally I guide myself between her wet slippery lips and thrust my way deep inside her as I straiten my legs. Despite how wet she is she is incredibly tight and it takes a little effort to drive my way inside. She groans aloud, the neighbours must have heard us but it feels too good to care. She is breathtakingly tight and her warm slick paste feels good on my shaft. I put my hand over her mouth as I slowly begin to make love to her. I start to build up a pace and soon feel like cumming inside her.
I realise that in the heat of the moment I completely forgot that I was meant to let her boyfriend watch! I slow down a little and remove my phone from my pocket then hold it against the small of her back. I take a firm grasp of her right buttock and lift her up off the floor. She is a little surprised but phone in hand I press my forearm firmly against her back so the she feels safe. She wraps her arms and legs around me and I sandwich my phone between her left buttock and the palm of my hand. Completely off the ground enjoy having her against the wall for a minute, it’s hard work and my heart feels like it’s about to explode but it’s one of my favourite positions. I keep going until I can feel my coin sack getting wet. Then I carry her over to her bedroom. It smells nice and I lay her down on the bed, pull out and look at her hot sweaty body for a second I can see her staring at my hard bulging horn.
I unbutton my trousers and let them fall to the floor along with my boxer shorts. Then I gently slide my way back in, I can see her lips open wide as her wet sticky vulva swallows my shaft. I start off gently focusing on watching myself go all the way in and out of her. I can feel her body rock in time as I slide in and out and I start to build up the tempo. Her hips start to swing and she starts to feel less tense as she gets used to the feeling of me inside her. She is so tight that I can feel her stretch against the rim of my helmet to make the perfect fit every time I thrust my way inside her. After a while I can feel my shirt stick to my body with sweat. Her moans get louder and I can feel her tighten around me a little every now and then. It feels good and I decide that it is time for me to finish up. I stop holding back and pound her as hard and as fast as I can. I can feel her hot liquids against my sack as she dribbles between her legs and onto the sheets. Finally I let myself cum deep inside her, , I look at breasts as they jiggle to my last few thrusts all the way inside her unable to stop myself from groaning as I empty myself inside her.
That was the fantasy, I stop day dreaming and decide that it is definitely worth making it a reality...
This is part one of a two part story. Part two and many more stories are available on my website, the link is on my profile.
Enjoy!
Cheshire Cat :D
I’m finally given leave to go home for a while. I return home and sit at my desk, I was away for six months this time but managed to sneak off for a little action over valentines day. During my absence I barely even got to lay eyes upon a woman. A few females perhaps in the loosest sense of the word! but no real women. More over I’ve not had the time to release my frustrations inside one even if I wanted to. My point being that I have not had the opportunity to have my way with a woman Therefore in my opinion I do not deserve the reputation that has preceded me thus far. If you were to spread out my escapades over the period of a year, you would see that I actually quite reserved and merely making up for lost time, everyone likes to spice things up a little every now and then, I should not be branded as a sexual deviant.
The first thing I like to do when I get home is have a shave, maybe cut my nails if they need cutting and then a nice long relaxing shower. It’s quite a luxury after being allowed only five minutes at a time in the communal showers for months at a time although I do admit that whilst I much prefer the female form I do appreciate the effort we all go to to ensure our bodies are in peak physical shape, it does feel good to be part of the fit club. The privacy and relaxing environment and I often fantasises about sharing my shower with a beautiful woman, rubbing soap all over each other’s bodies, running my fingers through her hair as I rinse out her shampoo. Taking hold of her wet body and kissing her passionately as I pay extra attention to her already clean breasts and perfect quim.
It’s only fantasy so I don’t need to worry about any of the difficulties that arise from the reality. I’ve done it in the shower many times and whilst it is one of may favourite fantasies, the reality never lives up to my expectations. Showers are actually quite fragile structures which limits the action to against the back wall to save the embarrassment of having to explain to the bathroom fitter how I managed to cause such damage to the shower unit... again! If they have long hair then it will probably end up clogging up the plug hole. I like it rough, showers just aren’t built for that. Besides I like it wet and the water tends to wash away all those lovely juices that make a woman so delightful.
Next I sit at my computer and do the usual, check my phone and my email etc. My work and day to day email can be quite tedious but I actually look forward to checking my private email. It usually consists of the usual junk mail but hidden amongst it all will be the odd bit of fan mail and more! I love fan mail, the dirtier the better, the thought of all those women and indeed a few men and everything in between becoming aroused by something I created is enough to get my blood pumping. Today I hit the jackpot! A friend of mine has made an unusual request. I been invited to visit his girlfriend while she is studying in Europe and by visit I mean make love to, the only catch is he wants to watch, fine by me! I like to think of Europe like the United States, visiting a different state for the weekend or on a road trip is no big deal, just a quick flight and you’re there.
I usually like to meet up with my friends over the weekend but I’m starting to get fed up with this back water, it usually only takes a few hours to remember why I left in the first place and this night is no exception. The only reason I ever come home to to see my friends and loved ones. sadly things have changed, over the years it has become harder and harder to have fun with them. People get married and have dinner parties instead, people have k**s and have to stay at home to look after the c***dren, people get nine to five jobs and have to get everything else done over the weekend people fall out one refusing to come out unless the other is not invited, sadly these are hard times and some people just can’t afford to go out partying every night. The drama becomes ever more tedious.
I try to push the thought of just getting on a plane and having my way with her out of my head. I contact my amigos, times have changed everyone is up for seeing me but no one is up for anything exciting, it’s all dinner and double dates and watching a film, “Sure I’d love to” ...right after I’ve fucked someone and got it out of my system. I love spending time with everyone but when I get home all I want to do is sleep and get drunk. It becomes harder and harder to justify not going to see the girl. Maybe if I go away for a weekend stay and if she happens to be free then I can just sneak off for a few hours.
It is very typical behaviour for me. I don’t talk very much I like to do things instead, dinner and dates are all about talking. Besides I adore Spartan culture, what’s more than laconic meeting up with the lads and then sneaking off in the night for a little action before returning as if you never went anywhere. I think that’s why I have a thing for bald women and women with short hair, too much Spartan poetry makes my have fond memories whenever I see one. I don’t talk much but I do like to read and write and the Spartans can tell a good story.
I have it all figured out, I could meet up with a few of the guys in Europe, go out for a drink or two, if she’s free I could make my excuses, sneak off and have my way with her, if she’s not then at least I’ll have a good weekend away seeing the sights in Europe. My mind wonders again.
***
I walk through the streets under the cover of darkness in the dead of night, finally I reach her place and knock on the door. She looks so sweet in a way that is kind of cute yet at the same time kind of hot, her hidden desire more than making up for her innocence. “Hi, you must be that little lady I hear so much about." I walk through the door and hold her by her waist as I kiss her on the neck. I feel her back curl slightly as she smiles then we look into each other’s eyes. We gaze for a second, checking each other out then we say in unison. “Nice to meet you.” She giggles and I grin then she invites me inside. “Come inside.” she say, her exotic voice like silt to my ears. “With pleasure. Sorry I’m late” I say with a cheeky grin.
I take hold of her and kiss her passionately on the lips this time as I lift her top up, she unbuttons my shirt as I wrap my hands around her top into a roll of fabric and press it against her neck and push her back towards the wall and slam the door shut with a quick flick of my heel. Now she is the one grinning, a huge smile on her face as if she is about to devour a huge gooey slice of warm chocolate fudge cake. Once I have her against the wall I lift her top up over her shoulders, I can smell her scent as she lifts arms shackled either side of her head by the fabric of her sleeves. I pull the front of her top over eyes like a blindfold and kiss her one again then work my way down her swan like neck. I pause for a second to appreciate one of her veins popping out of her hot neck. Then I continue, holding her firm against the wall, kissing a little lower, lower, lower until I reach her breasts.
I shave every morning but by the night there is enough stubble that I can hear my face scratch against her silky skin, it echoes through the barren hallway as I rub against her body with glee like a cat lovingly marking it’s owner with glee. She smells so delicious and the thought of having my way with her soon drives the situation forward. I undo her bottoms with one hand as I wrap the other lightly around her neck to hold her in place and gently bite on one her nipples, she moans quietly as if she was having a very form and vigorous back massage. Her hands now free she removes her top from her head and arms and discards it. Having undone her bottoms I push them past her hips and she wiggles side to side as the drop dwon her thighs and onto the floor.
She smells do delicious. I can smell her sex and I must have a taste. I return my lips to hers and kiss her again. I let my free hand wonder down between her legs my other still around her neck as she rests her hands on my shoulders. Her palms are sweaty but I like the way her soft skin feels against mine. I must taste her but I resist the temptation to get down on my knees and kiss her down below. With her hands on my shoulders she would have control and my urge to make love to her right now has reached boiling point, the pleasure would be all hers and I want it to be shared between us. I straiten up and kiss her passionate on the lips as I allow my hand to wonder between her legs.
I soon find what I was looking for, her cleft soaking wet. I gave down at her pants still around her ankles to see a sticky patch on the gusset. I look at my fingers and play with her sticky juices letting it string between my fingers. I tighten the grip around her neck as I look her in the eye and suck on my sticky fingers one by one like a mean school bully stealing someone’s dessert and cruelly eating it slowly in front of their victim. She smells amazing, she tastes amazing, but does she feel amazing? I return my fingers to her slippery entrance and play for a while, she is almost purring as I gently polish her sweet little ruby. Her breathing starts to get deeper, I can feel her breasts rise and fall against my body. Just as she becomes complacent I slip my middle finger deep inside her and she gasps as if it were made if ice.
I rub her soft-spot for a little while until she moans like a whore then I remove my finger and she looks at me longingly. She feels relaxed enough and I tactfully tell her so. “You are soaking wet.” She gasps then speaks. “I read you’re story” she says in that sexy accent of hers. The thought of her reading my work, perhaps even masturbating to it just before I came to her door drive me wild and I let go of her neck, immediately unzip my flies and release the b**st. I can feel it straining against itself to be inside her. I grab her by her left thigh and lift her knee up against my hip. Then I bend my knees and wet my head between her legs. Finally I guide myself between her wet slippery lips and thrust my way deep inside her as I straiten my legs. Despite how wet she is she is incredibly tight and it takes a little effort to drive my way inside. She groans aloud, the neighbours must have heard us but it feels too good to care. She is breathtakingly tight and her warm slick paste feels good on my shaft. I put my hand over her mouth as I slowly begin to make love to her. I start to build up a pace and soon feel like cumming inside her.
I realise that in the heat of the moment I completely forgot that I was meant to let her boyfriend watch! I slow down a little and remove my phone from my pocket then hold it against the small of her back. I take a firm grasp of her right buttock and lift her up off the floor. She is a little surprised but phone in hand I press my forearm firmly against her back so the she feels safe. She wraps her arms and legs around me and I sandwich my phone between her left buttock and the palm of my hand. Completely off the ground enjoy having her against the wall for a minute, it’s hard work and my heart feels like it’s about to explode but it’s one of my favourite positions. I keep going until I can feel my coin sack getting wet. Then I carry her over to her bedroom. It smells nice and I lay her down on the bed, pull out and look at her hot sweaty body for a second I can see her staring at my hard bulging horn.
I unbutton my trousers and let them fall to the floor along with my boxer shorts. Then I gently slide my way back in, I can see her lips open wide as her wet sticky vulva swallows my shaft. I start off gently focusing on watching myself go all the way in and out of her. I can feel her body rock in time as I slide in and out and I start to build up the tempo. Her hips start to swing and she starts to feel less tense as she gets used to the feeling of me inside her. She is so tight that I can feel her stretch against the rim of my helmet to make the perfect fit every time I thrust my way inside her. After a while I can feel my shirt stick to my body with sweat. Her moans get louder and I can feel her tighten around me a little every now and then. It feels good and I decide that it is time for me to finish up. I stop holding back and pound her as hard and as fast as I can. I can feel her hot liquids against my sack as she dribbles between her legs and onto the sheets. Finally I let myself cum deep inside her, , I look at breasts as they jiggle to my last few thrusts all the way inside her unable to stop myself from groaning as I empty myself inside her.
That was the fantasy, I stop day dreaming and decide that it is definitely worth making it a reality...
This is part one of a two part story. Part two and many more stories are available on my website, the link is on my profile.
Enjoy!
Cheshire Cat :D
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