Mari
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Ugh, I hate this weather. I am the type of person that loves the sun, not rain and snow. I went through my list of things to do today. Recycle cans, go to the store, and go home.
I decided to go take a shower before I left. As I started to get undressed, my nipples hardened at the sudden change of temperature. I wondered how long it had been since I got any action. Six months since the last time I got anything. I sighed, thinking of how lucky I was.
It had been six months since I graduated high school. In school when I broke up with someone, I had another within two weeks. Welcome to the real world, right? It made it even harder for me to find someone since I have sworn off guys quite recently. I finished my shower and decided what I would wear for the day. Hmm, jeans and a T-shirt with a sweater, my usual outfit. I quickly grabbed my cell phone, wallet, and cans and got in my Subaru Outback and drove the seven miles to town. As usual, I turned on my cell phone and got out of the car, gathering the cans. As I walked up to get a cart for the cans, my cell phone went off singing my tones for texts. I usually have like twenty texts by the time I get to town because I live in the middle of nowhere, so I ignored it. I will check it later, I thought to myself. I went to the recycling machines and started to put the cans into one of the machines dripping old sticky soda on my hand, the one drawback to recycling cans. I ignored the soda on my hand, knowing that I would wash my hands when I was done. I got the cans done and pressed the receipt button and decided to take a break since I still had bottles and there was a line at the bottle machine. I took my cell phone out, flipping it open with my thumb. I had twelve messages. I pressed the view button. I quickly deleted all the junk ones and noticed who was left. An ex boyfriend, a couple from an ex girlfriend, and one from a chick that I met online a month ago were the messages that were left. I quickly read the texts from my exes and replied to them, and then I took a deep breath and opened the text from Mari, the woman that I had met online. It said, “I am free next weekend if you want to get together.” All of the sudden I started to worry. What if she did not like me in real life? What if she wanted to take it further than a kiss, which is highly likely? I have never been with a woman and was starting to get really self conscious. I went into the store and bought milk and the usual groceries, but added Skittles to my cart because of what Mari said one time while I was talking to her online. I was eating Skittles then, and she told me that she wanted to eat them off of me. I smiled, thinking of what her reaction to receiving these would be. Probably a laugh or a smile would be her reaction. She seemed to have the same sense of humor as me and I thought that it would probably lighten up the mood a bit when I did meet her. The week went by slowly, I think because I wanted it to go faster. Friday came finally and I received a phone call from Mari. She said that she was in the next town over and would stay there for the night, since it was already eight at night. She told me that she would come and get me tomorrow. I was speechless. Finally this moment had come. I found it hard to get to sleep that night because I kept on thinking about Mari and meeting her tomorrow. My body was shivering with anticipation. From the pictures that she had sent me previously, she had dark long hair and a beautiful body with DD’s and a shaved pussy. I could not wait, although my fears were still there. I had the Skittles and a couple of drawings for her ready. Oh my god, I thought to myself, what should I wear? I hadn’t though of this in all of my anticipation. I opened my dresser and found my red bra with black trim and some red girl boxers with black hearts on them. Then, I rummaged through my closet and found my best pair of jeans. They were pale blue and sort of flared out at the legs. I searched my shirts and got my gray tank top and a white long sleeved dress shirt with silver skinny stripes. Then I grabbed two new black socks and put them next to my sneakers along with my wallet and my cell phone. I fell asleep at last, imagining how Mari would feel naked next to me in bed, her head on my chest, arm wrapped around me, with a knee over my legs. I woke up to a beautiful woman kissing me. I almost sat up, but didn’t. I sleep in the nude so that I am comfortable and not restrained. She started to pull the covers off of me, but I asked her to just pass me my clothes on the floor next to her. I swiftly put on the bra and the girl boxers and stood up and started to put the tank top and the pants on. I put the dress shirt on, unbuttoned. As I grabbed my wallet and cell phone, Mari grabbed my arms and pulled me to her. I dropped my cell and wallet on my floor. I could feel my body becoming aware of the beauty standing before me. I finally looked at her and my knees nearly collapsed. She was wearing a tank top and a mini skirt with flip flops. Her tank top showed off her DD’s squishing them up, making them seem to overflow. Her legs were muscular and she had perfect hips. She was quite literally the girl of my dreams. I looked up at her, since I am 5’6” and she is 5’7”. She leaned into me, letting her body push against me. Just the feel of her body against mine and I almost fainted from the pleasure of it. She kissed me, her full lips on my tight lips felt almost like heaven. I deepened the kiss, letting my tongue dance with her cool tongue. She pushed me onto my bed and took my shirts off. I was already losing all of my insecurities that I had earlier yesterday. I helped her by reaching behind myself and unclasping my bra, letting it fall to the floor. She automatically put her hands on my breasts, my already hard nipples in her palm. I moaned silently. She leaned into me, taking my mouth again. Then she turned her attention to my earlobe, softly nibbling it. She knew that was one of the main turn-ons I have since I told her, and she had me squirming underneath her. “You weren’t kidding when you told me that you haven’t had any action in months, were you,” Mari whispered in my ear. I grunted that I wasn’t lying. The look on her face turned into pity and love. She kneeled down and started to unbutton my pants and pushed them down my legs quickly, knowing that I was so aroused that I was actually in pain. Along with the pants went the boxers, soaking wet with my juices. Now my eager shaved pussy was well exposed along with the rest of my body. My four pack abs, my well toned arms, my muscular legs, all was exposed to this gorgeous woman before me. She seemed to admire me before she leaned down and licked my pussy, sending a chill through my body. The cool touch of her tongue was soothing my aching pussy. She ran it down my lips, then back up to my clit before she replaced her tongue with her fingers. She moved her head up to mine and started to nibble my ear again while her fingers were rubbing my clit in a circle. I was close to coming when she started to nibble on my neck. That sent me over the edge and my body started to quiver underneath her. She moved her mouth from my neck to my mouth, kissing me with such passion that my orgasm prolonged. She lay next to me on my small bed, letting me calm down. After I did, I looked at her and said, “You are overdressed.” She raised an eyebrow and I leaned up and lifted her top off of her slowly, revealing that she had no bra on. Her breasts were firm and indeed were double D’ s and she had hard dark nipples on top of them. I leaned down and kissed them, then moved down to her skirt and put a finger in the waistband and slowly pulled it down. Just like her bra, she had no panties on and her clean shaved pussy was there just for me. I leaned back up and looked at her again. Her body was perfect with all of her curves were just right and in the right spots. Her head was tilted up, looking at me with pleading eyes. I moved on top of her and kissed her, leaving no passion out of it. I slowly worked my way down to her lovely breasts, kissing the whole way down. I licked her nipple while my hand was massaging the other. I switched to the other and then repeated the action, this time nibbling on her nipples. I slowly worked my way down her stomach, kissing it. Instead of going to her wet pussy like she probably thought that I would, I made my way down her thigh. I kissed it and started nibbling it softly, and then I switched sides. Just when she opened her mouth to say something, I licked around her lips. I slowly ran my tongue up her lips, tasting her sweet juices. A moan passed through Mari lips. I attacked her clit, licking it. Her head tossed back and her back arched her pussy to my lips even more. I sucked her clit and started to rub her lips with a finger before slowly inserting it into her hot ready opening. She was so tight that I could feel her walls around my finger as I pumped it slowly inside of her, the whole time sucking her clit. Suddenly she jerked and screamed my name and I pulled out my finger. Mari was quaking as her juices flowed out of her and I lapped up as much as I could and then lay down on my bed next to her. She put her head on my chest with her arm over me and her knee over my legs. I fell asleep like that, with a smile on my face. I woke up and noticed that I was alone. I looked at my clock and realized that I had been dreaming the whole time.Seventy-one-year-old Marie was watching Timothy mowing her lawn. He was nineteen and did odd jobs for Marie. The son of Marie's friend Margaret.Marie smiled and thought to herself, "If only I was fifty years younger."She caught herself holding her breast. A finger on her nipple."Act your age," Marie said out loud.There hadn't been a man in Marie's life since her husband passed ten years ago. She had always been a sexual woman. Now her only pleasure came from ever-decreasing moments with...
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Incest“You’re sure we’re not going to visit Wendy again?” “I’d be happy to drop you off so you can spend the day with your lesbian life partner, if that’s where you’d prefer to spend our date.” “Ha! No, it’s just that I’ve wracked my brain all morning, and I still can’t figure out what you’ve got planned. I don’t even have a decent guess. The very few clues you’ve offered don’t help very much, either. You said that it was important that we drank a Spanish wine last night, but unless you’re taking...
The two set up camp at the site where Vince has spent so many evenings enjoying his fairy friends. It was still early, so there were no fairy’s around to distract them or entertain them as they set up camp. “Where are the fairies, stupid Vince?” Thomas goaded. “Be patient, we have a few hours. Let’s set up camp, eat and go for a swim.” Vince replied. “I don’t want to swim, I want to fuck a fairy. I want to fuck a hot one and make her have half human half fairy babies.” “That’s not...
PG-13 for bad language and child abuse (This story may be posted to free websites provided proper credit is given.) A SUBTLE FORM OF DISCIPLINE Copyright 2003 by Scott K. Jamison "I don't care if you act like a queen," blared the radio. I tuned it out and looked out the window. This was a new part of the city to me and the chance to see something different was about the only good thing about this trip. "We're almost to the dress shop, Melissa," said Mother. "It's not the...
This series is a figment of my imaginations. All characters mentioned story are fictional. Any suggestions and comments are appreciated. This is a completely new series and none of the characters has any kind of association with the old stories submitted by me. Alex woke up at 10. He fucked Amy and left at 12 noon. He went to the brothel which was located in the middle of town. Prostitution was legal in the town so everyone was aware of the brothel. The manager of the brothel was a friend of...
Previously: As you recall from Chapter One, my husband was laid off and I was forced into the work place. I was fortunate to land a job working as Tom's executive secretary. Tom was the President and the primary owner of a company that manufactured specialty chemicals for oil companies throughout south Louisiana and offshore Gulf of Mexico. Tom started the company nearly thirty years ago, and had a small, but loyal client base. Tom was more than just the President and principal owner of his...
CheatingJane: Our first coupling was over quite quickly; too quickly some might think. As the door closed behind Mark we were already tearing at Alex’s clothes. Our hands got tangled up on his belt buckle as we both feverishly tried to undo it. Alex pulled away and left me too it while he stripped off his jacket and shirt. I was already naked, well naked enough for sex. I wore just my Basque and stockings; my panties lying on the floor where Mark had dropped them. Some might have thought that after...
CuckoldSo I had started fucking my step niece. But at the time I had been fucking her mother for several years.She is about ten years older than me. The first time we did it I was at my dad and step moms house. They were gone and I was there by myself when my step sister came over to pick something up. She was dressed in shorts and a tshirt and no bra. Her big heavy tits were just swaying under her shirt.I had just turned 16 and I had been enjoying sex with my neighbors and the occassional girl...
Dan's Distortion .* * * Part 3: * * *. Distortion [n]: A psychological defense mechanism that helps to repress or disguise unacceptable thoughts. Her vision blurred as the entire room spun in and out of focus. Her mind incapable of focusing on one thought for long, occasionally screaming warnings to her that she couldn't comprehend. She could hear a familiar woman's voice moaning and the grunts of some man, but she was already lost. These feelings,...
Finn followed the road to the large dairy farm on the outskirts of Ellatar. With everyone busy with the preparations, he had offered to run a few errands for Hilda after lunch. He didn’t mind, really, since it gave him a chance to escape the chaos. And would be one less thing Hilda would have to worry about.Owned and operated by the same family for many generations, the farm not only produced milk, it was also one of the only farms in the kingdom of Nynasae breeding every single breed of cattle...
BDSMI’m not sure where my interest came from. I think it has something to do with finding my dad’s porn collection when I was younger. I remember one day I was watching this girl suck this beautiful cock on tape. All of a sudden I became so curious as to what a cock in my mouth would feel like. I didn’t find it dirty (well, not in a negative way) or disgusting. From then on, whenever I watched porn, I couldn’t keep my eyes off the cocks. It just became my infatuation. All I could think about was...
Cathy was probably the most successful in taking her remission a day at a time. She was bouncing with happiness when I asked her out. "Awesome. Pamela is just the greatest sister to let me borrow you!" "Hey, don't I get some credit? After all, it's my services as a boyfriend you are enjoying!" "Huh! You are a boy, you are not going to object to another girl in your harem!" She said that with a smile, but almost immediately turned an anxious expression on me, as though questioning...
The Westchester Academy believed in keeping a low profile. So low, in fact, that we drove right past the place twice without seeing the unmarked drive that looked more like an alley than the entrance to a boarding school. As we turned in, we saw that hidden behind the street-side screen of trees and hedge was a very tall brick fence with a coil of barbed-wire on top. "They're serious about their privacy and their security," I observed as Neeka drove the geriatric government car along the...