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There wasn't ever really anything important in my life,and there really isn't anything important now. That was until of course, I met her. Let me elaborate on who I am. My name is John, but people also refer to me as Jack. I'm a 24 year old World Traveler/Philantropist/Philosopher/Writer. I discover alot of the things that are for say " Unknown to the general public" and while I'm doing my travels help in the community and also discover exactly who I am abit then afterwards I spend the time to write and sometimes publish my experiences in novels. I'm a good 6'5, 240-ish pounds, Black hair, dark blue eyes, and a good body build if I say so myself. I typically work out about 2-3 times a week as of to stay in shape for my occupation. You can't climb mountains, swim through mile long rivers, or even hike in wonderful lush green forest, help people, then write it all on paper without a being in tip-top shape. So back to the story. It was a day just like any other. Atleast for me that is. I was at the local grocery store simply acquiring some food for this going away party I set up. I was supposed to travel to Africa to aid in a charity and also go to the only place I haven't gone that has been gnawing at me for ages, The African Safari all throughout the majority of the continent. So I gathered up most of my close friends and started to prepare for the great grill out I planned at my house this weekend. So I was over by the meat section of the store and I turned to spot this wonderful woman standing proudly in all her grandeur. She was magnificient. Roughly 5'1, skin pale as fine powder, green-ish,blue eyes, Fiery, auburn hair, and fantastic curves. Now as a man, I still have my innate instincts and I did give her abit of a through and through. She appeared to have a C possibly D cup and her thighs seemed incredibly lean and slightly muscular in her yoga pants and as she gradually passed me her bottom was amazing. It had the perfect balance of firmness, roundness, pertness, and size for her body. The best part, in my opinion, was the proud prowness she had about her. It appeared as time slowed and simply let fate be within her grasp. It was a very interesting feeling for me as for even throughout my adolescence, I was not entirely interested in many women. None of them appeared to have any uniquness or any character but even though I found many girls in school pretty mediocre, didn't prevent my arousal from seeing the beauty within afew of them. I remember many a nights masturbating to my 9-inch-dick and it was even more so amazing when I experienced my first time with a girl at the age of 16. But this woman, this femme-fatale, she captured my very soul and its essence as of to put me in a mindless stupor. At that moment, I couldn't refrain from staying away from her. I turned towards her and grasped the soft fabric on her sports shirt. She froze instantly turning her head slightly only to be staring at me with the eyes of a seductress. "Yes?", she said in a slightly deep and melliflous tone. Dumb struck by her very reply I stammered in my mind to collectively put a simple statement together, then cleared my throught and spoke in my deep, but sincere voice " I am sorry miss, but" I cleared my thoat before continuing " You are the most amazingly stunning and beautiful woman I have ever seen". She raised her eye brow slightly upward and kept her eyes in the half covering stage as if to be completely unaffected by my bold compliment. I began to feel abit nervous and began speaking again, but my nervousness slightly noticeable now," I was wondering if you had any plans tonight so that I may invite you to a party. I understand under the given circumstances it must be slightly weird but I would love to get to know you". "Well, although I don't appear to have any plans tonight I believe a better way to ask would be simply if you asked for my name first, maybe my contact information, and maybe just maybe I might be able to answer your invitation" She smiled kindly yet amusingly at me and almost attacking me with her wisdom as if to see if I would shut down in that very moment. " But as it seems to appear that you are busy preparing for an event" she turned towards me lightly directing her palm towards my cart " I don't believe you have time for a formal greeting so.." she reaches in her purse and takes out what appears to be a marker and looks up at me in a slightly innocent yet prodominant mischevious glare and she walks ever so lightly with a miniscule strut and writes on my blue t-shirt. While she writes, my muscular chest synchronizes breathing with the beating of my heart as I whiff the erotic perfume of her hair. It smelled like like droplets of rain on a aloe plant in the rainforest and I looked down at her basking in her wonderful breast almost purposfully pushing against my stomach. When she finished, she didn't speak or even bat the eyelashes that settled so well with her eyes, she simply turned around, dropped the marker in her black, leather, Channel purse and walked away as if to entirely forget my existance or the conversation she had just engaged with me. As you could imagine, I had an incredibly hard time retraining my dick in my athletic shorts. So after shopping, I hopped onto my motorcycle, sped home, dropped the groceries to the floor and ran to my black loveseat and began to masturbate then and there. My 10-inch-dick was incredibly stiff, the head slightly pink with the globular liquid of pre-cum on the opening and the rest of my shaft with the protruding veins under the velvety skin stood out in front as if preparing for the pleasure. As I stroked my penis with vicious gusto, images of her shot through my mind. Her toned legs split receiving a a****listic pounding and her lustrious moans carrying through my mind and after 30 minutes of abusing my dick I came. Came harder than I have in awhile. Harder than the sex I had last week, harder than I did as a young teenager. As the cum flew 15 feet into the air and hardly missing the chair by inches I groaned and rested my eyes closed and my mind drifting into a silent slumber.
This is the beginning of the story I know its starting off abit slow but I will try to pick up the pace as we go. I will continue the rest in the next part. Please comment. Thank you for reading.
There wasn't ever really anything important in my life,and there really isn't anything important now. That was until of course, I met her. Let me elaborate on who I am. My name is John, but people also refer to me as Jack. I'm a 24 year old World Traveler/Philantropist/Philosopher/Writer. I discover alot of the things that are for say " Unknown to the general public" and while I'm doing my travels help in the community and also discover exactly who I am abit then afterwards I spend the time to write and sometimes publish my experiences in novels. I'm a good 6'5, 240-ish pounds, Black hair, dark blue eyes, and a good body build if I say so myself. I typically work out about 2-3 times a week as of to stay in shape for my occupation. You can't climb mountains, swim through mile long rivers, or even hike in wonderful lush green forest, help people, then write it all on paper without a being in tip-top shape. So back to the story. It was a day just like any other. Atleast for me that is. I was at the local grocery store simply acquiring some food for this going away party I set up. I was supposed to travel to Africa to aid in a charity and also go to the only place I haven't gone that has been gnawing at me for ages, The African Safari all throughout the majority of the continent. So I gathered up most of my close friends and started to prepare for the great grill out I planned at my house this weekend. So I was over by the meat section of the store and I turned to spot this wonderful woman standing proudly in all her grandeur. She was magnificient. Roughly 5'1, skin pale as fine powder, green-ish,blue eyes, Fiery, auburn hair, and fantastic curves. Now as a man, I still have my innate instincts and I did give her abit of a through and through. She appeared to have a C possibly D cup and her thighs seemed incredibly lean and slightly muscular in her yoga pants and as she gradually passed me her bottom was amazing. It had the perfect balance of firmness, roundness, pertness, and size for her body. The best part, in my opinion, was the proud prowness she had about her. It appeared as time slowed and simply let fate be within her grasp. It was a very interesting feeling for me as for even throughout my adolescence, I was not entirely interested in many women. None of them appeared to have any uniquness or any character but even though I found many girls in school pretty mediocre, didn't prevent my arousal from seeing the beauty within afew of them. I remember many a nights masturbating to my 9-inch-dick and it was even more so amazing when I experienced my first time with a girl at the age of 16. But this woman, this femme-fatale, she captured my very soul and its essence as of to put me in a mindless stupor. At that moment, I couldn't refrain from staying away from her. I turned towards her and grasped the soft fabric on her sports shirt. She froze instantly turning her head slightly only to be staring at me with the eyes of a seductress. "Yes?", she said in a slightly deep and melliflous tone. Dumb struck by her very reply I stammered in my mind to collectively put a simple statement together, then cleared my throught and spoke in my deep, but sincere voice " I am sorry miss, but" I cleared my thoat before continuing " You are the most amazingly stunning and beautiful woman I have ever seen". She raised her eye brow slightly upward and kept her eyes in the half covering stage as if to be completely unaffected by my bold compliment. I began to feel abit nervous and began speaking again, but my nervousness slightly noticeable now," I was wondering if you had any plans tonight so that I may invite you to a party. I understand under the given circumstances it must be slightly weird but I would love to get to know you". "Well, although I don't appear to have any plans tonight I believe a better way to ask would be simply if you asked for my name first, maybe my contact information, and maybe just maybe I might be able to answer your invitation" She smiled kindly yet amusingly at me and almost attacking me with her wisdom as if to see if I would shut down in that very moment. " But as it seems to appear that you are busy preparing for an event" she turned towards me lightly directing her palm towards my cart " I don't believe you have time for a formal greeting so.." she reaches in her purse and takes out what appears to be a marker and looks up at me in a slightly innocent yet prodominant mischevious glare and she walks ever so lightly with a miniscule strut and writes on my blue t-shirt. While she writes, my muscular chest synchronizes breathing with the beating of my heart as I whiff the erotic perfume of her hair. It smelled like like droplets of rain on a aloe plant in the rainforest and I looked down at her basking in her wonderful breast almost purposfully pushing against my stomach. When she finished, she didn't speak or even bat the eyelashes that settled so well with her eyes, she simply turned around, dropped the marker in her black, leather, Channel purse and walked away as if to entirely forget my existance or the conversation she had just engaged with me. As you could imagine, I had an incredibly hard time retraining my dick in my athletic shorts. So after shopping, I hopped onto my motorcycle, sped home, dropped the groceries to the floor and ran to my black loveseat and began to masturbate then and there. My 10-inch-dick was incredibly stiff, the head slightly pink with the globular liquid of pre-cum on the opening and the rest of my shaft with the protruding veins under the velvety skin stood out in front as if preparing for the pleasure. As I stroked my penis with vicious gusto, images of her shot through my mind. Her toned legs split receiving a a****listic pounding and her lustrious moans carrying through my mind and after 30 minutes of abusing my dick I came. Came harder than I have in awhile. Harder than the sex I had last week, harder than I did as a young teenager. As the cum flew 15 feet into the air and hardly missing the chair by inches I groaned and rested my eyes closed and my mind drifting into a silent slumber.
This is the beginning of the story I know its starting off abit slow but I will try to pick up the pace as we go. I will continue the rest in the next part. Please comment. Thank you for reading.
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