The Date Revisited
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It had been a good year, under the circumstances. My one-night stand had disappeared the next day without a single phone call or messages. I had decided that I need to take a chance at things once in a while instead of just thinking about it.
I went back to work to school to study Computer Technology. It led me to an internship at a PI firm. Well, it was one PI. But, he showed me the ropes on being an investigator.
Then, my world came to a halt. The PI I was working for was killed in a car accident. It was a total shock. I was beginning to wonder what would happen next as I mourned his death. He left a wife and teenage son.
I didn’t have to wait long for my answer. His widow asked to meet me at the office. She informed me she wanted to sell me the business. I only agreed if she would let me buy it over a course of months since I had no money and couldn’t get a loan right then. She happily agreed to those terms.
It was a rough week for me to get the office sorted out and get it set up for my liking. I still had some small cases to work on so I wasn’t taking on any new cases. For the next month, I spent most of my time at the office. It was a good thing I didn’t have a wife or girlfriend. She probably would have left me.
I still made time for me though. I still hung out with female company. Nothing serious, they were just friends. I hadn’t thought of being with someone since my night with Nikki. Then, she vanished without a word. I hadn’t thought about Nikki in months. That night was incredible. Then nothing. Every contact address and phone number was wrong or non-existent.. At least, I was happy to have one memorable night with her.
I had finally gotten into a normal routine, starting a case, and taking care of the office work. I was checking my emails one day and came across an odd one.
It just said, Hello. Thinking it was spam I just deleted it.
Then, the next day another email arrived. It was just as cryptic. Are you there? it read.
It happened again the next day as well. Can you help me?
I started using my newly acquired computer skill to see if I could track down the sender of the emails. I made connections at the police department and asked for help. The officer couldn’t help me since it wasn’t their case originally but he did point me in the right direction.
After a couple of hours, I had tracked down the IP address to an internet café. So I set up surveillance on it to see if I received an email while I was watching it. If I did, I could narrow it down to people in the café at that time.
It happened again. This time it read, Can we meet at 8 at the hotel bar?
No, it couldn’t be her. It was too much of a coincidence. My heart started pounding thinking about Nikki. The hotel in town is the only one with a bar. And that is where we met that night.
I replied, Yes we can. I’ll be there.
I showed up around 7:45 at the bar. I casually strolled through the bar looking at every female in the place. She wasn’t there yet so I grabbed a drink and sat down at the far corner so I could keep an eye on the whole bar. Whoever walked in or out, I would know. My PI experience was definitely useful tonight.
One guy came in and started making a spectacle of himself, harassing every female he saw. While I was watching the scene unfold in the bar, I received another email.
It read, Take the elevator to the third floor. Then, take the steps back down to the lobby and go to Room 136.
I finished my drink and headed toward the elevator. It was too much of a coincidence. It was the same floor as I was on with Nikki. It had to be her. My cock began to stiffen. I wasn’t sure what to expect after a year.
A flood of memories came rushing back to me as I passed the vending area where I took her the first time. I paused for a moment to relish that thought before I moved onto the elevator. I got on the elevator making sure I wasn’t followed. I pushed all the buttons to throw off anybody that tried to follow me. I followed the instructions and arrived at the door. I knocked. I looked up and down the hallway to see if anyone was coming. There was no one.
“Come in,” said the voice from inside. “Please take the seat by the window.”
I did as I was told. After a few minutes, the bathroom door opened and this beautiful creature walked out before me. I knew that body. I’ll never forget it. She was wearing a tight red dress with no back, white thigh-high stockings with red stiletto heels, and her hair was blond with bangs and tied in a French braid. Matching red nails, to boot.
“Nikki?” I asked, walking up to her, taking her hand.
“Bret, Please let me explain,” she begged. Before she could say another word, I took her hand and pulled her into me. I kissed her, with a year's worth of passion, on the lips while my arms held her tight to me. Her hands caressed my face as our tongues were reacquainted with each other. Both pairs of hands slowly made their way to each other's ass.
At the same time, we both paused and looked at each other in the eyes. I sensed an explanation as Nikki backed away and started the long-waited-for and needed clarification as to what the hell happened a year ago.
“Bret, I’m soooo sorry. I never meant to hurt you. But, I didn’t want you to get hurt in other ways because of me,” she started to explain. I must have had a confused look on my face, so she continued. “My ex is a crazy stalker. The police can’t or won’t help. I’ve been running for a year to get away from him. I don’t know how but he keeps finding me. My only thoughts have been of you. It took me this long to find a way to tell you. To ask for your help."
I began to wonder exactly what kind of help I could actually give her. I took her by the hand and led her to the bed. I so wanted to just take her in the bed and pick up where we had left off. But, she wanted help.
We sat down on the bed. I told her to get comfortable. I walked over to grab my things and a drink for us in the mini-bar. I made my way back to the bed and noticed Nikki was pulling back the sheets and she had already unzipped her dress.
“Nikki, wait a minute! What are you doing?” I asked.
“You told me to get comfortable and the only way I was comfortable was naked in bed with you. Isn’t that what you want too?” she questioned.
As I heard her talking, she was still waiting to be with me in bed. My cock began to stiffen. However, I had a job to do.
“Nikki, you have no idea how much I want to be back in bed with you. But you asked for my help. I will do anything to help you. Then we can figure us out. Does that sound okay to you?” I questioned.
The distraught look on her face said one thing but her body said another. Tears rolled down her face as she pulled me into a big hug.
“Thank you, Bret! I knew I could count on you! I just didn’t want to involve you in my problems.” She kept her grip tight against me. I could feel my cock getting harder. But I needed to control myself.
“Nikki, can you tell me how all this started so we can figure out how to fix it?"
Nikki began to explain everything to me. She had broken up with him weeks before we went out. He couldn’t accept that she was through with him.
After what Nikki told me, I decided on a plan. Nikki looked exhausted and was slowly dozing off to sleep. I started to put my plan into motion. My first course of action was to determine where he was and how he was tracking Nikki.
I had an idea about what he did. Well, he managed to put a tracker on her phone and car so that would be the first thing I take care of. Then, I needed to find a place for Nikki to stay and get clothes for her to wear.
After an hour or so of getting things ready for Nikki, I decided to relax and take a shower. Nikki was out like a light. She looked so peaceful sleeping there. It was probably the first good night's sleep she got in months. I made sure the door was locked and the deadbolt was engaged before I jumped in the bathroom for a quick shower.
I jumped into the hot shower. Lustful thoughts filled my head. Those thoughts got my cock hard and I was so turned on that I began to stroke my cock. Thinking of Nikki lying on the bed in her short skirt didn’t help my raging hard-on. It wasn’t long before I sensed I was about to cum. I didn’t want to do that and it was difficult to stop.
I got out of the shower and dried myself off. Then, I realized my clothes were by the bed. I walked out towards the other side of the bed and sat down. I had watched Nikki the whole way. She looked so peaceful sleeping there. I would hate to wake her.
I sat down and pulled up my boxers. I was just going to reach for my jeans when I felt soft kisses on the back of my neck. Nikki had woken up while I was getting dressed and was feeling frisky, to say the least.
“Bret, that was the best sleep I’ve had in months. I usually get a day like that every couple of months,” she said as her hands wandered my slightly wet body. She was sure to squeeze my cock through my boxers.
It was really hard to control my lustful urges towards Nikki. I was slowly giving in. My cock had a mind of its own though. To my surprise, Nikki was still dressed and that was helpful in keeping her advances at bay.
“You look like you needed the rest. That’s why I made sure the door was locked before I showered, and I didn’t want to disturb you and wanted to be quick. That way, you wouldn’t worry if you didn’t see me at first,” I explained.
“Thank you, Bret! I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you for your help, but I would like to show you my appreciation,“ she said.
With that, Nikki sat up behind me, her body touching me as she leaned over my shoulder kissing my neck and chest. Her arms wrapped tightly around me. I was barely able to move. I did manage to move an arm around her and pull her close to me.
I had slid Nikki around me from the bed to face me, sitting on my lap and straddling me. Her legs locked behind me. Her dress was pulled up slightly past her thighs, enough that I could see her bare pussy gleaming in the dim light.
I grabbed her hair and pulled it slightly so she was staring at the mirrored ceiling. My head was buried deep in her cleavage, occasionally working up her neck and then down again. She let out soft, subtle moans indicating she was liking it.
Nikki started to grind on my lap. She could see and feel my erection through the cheap hotel towel. It wasn’t grinding like a stripper would do, but as your lover would do: very slow and sensual as we gazed into each other's eyes. Nikki leaned down to kiss my lips so gently and tenderly that I hadn’t noticed how sneakily she was at opening the towel so she could grind better on me with skin-to-skin contact.
I slid on the bed and put my back against the headboard. Nikki began to speed up. I grabbed her hips to slow her down and she looked at me kind of puzzled. As she looked at me, I took my cock and slid it into her very wanting and needy pussy.
“Oh fuck, Bret. I really needed you to do that. I haven’t felt so complete like this since we were together last year,” she said, moaning as I plunged my cock deeper into the velvet folds of her pussy. She grabbed the headboard to balance herself while she kept on grinding down and making my cock even harder.
“Neither have I. No more running. We can work this out together,” I said.
Nikki nodded her agreement and began to buck her hips while I held her close to me. I could feel her pussy walls tighten as she neared her orgasm.
“Oh my…” was all she said before her orgasm took over and Nikki had cum all over my cock. She leaned down on my chest and we kissed. “Thank you.”
“For what? We’re not finished,” I said. Then, I proceeded to roll over on top of her. I lifted one of her legs to my waist and kept the other on the bed; all the way my cock pistoned in and out making her squeal in delight. I made sure the angle I thrust my cock into her glided right across her clit and sure enough, it gave her another orgasm which was heightened by my own orgasm. I began to cum deep into her pussy as her legs wrapped tightly around me, not wanting to release me.
Exhausted and fulfilled, we lay intertwined together, not moving for what seemed like hours.
The next thing I knew, I woke up. Nikki was clutching onto me like a security blanket. I leaned over to give her a kiss on the lips and I was met with her lips kissing me back. She must have been a very light sleeper because of her ex. We would fix that problem eventually.
As we kissed more, we each became more aware of what we both wanted. Our hands roamed each other's bodies just like our tongues were doing. It wasn’t long before I slipped my cock into Nikki’s pussy and she let out a little whimper which turned into a long moan.
Other than a few moans or grunts from each other, not a word was spoken. It didn’t need to be. It felt like we could read each other's minds. We made love for the next hour and we finally dozed off around 3 am. We had given each other what we had been yearning for.
I was first up around 7:30 am. I let Nikki catch up on her sleep. I checked a few things that I set up last night. I had room service deliver breakfast at 8 am. Nikki woke with a start when the door closed.
“Who was that?” she asked. The look on her face told me the whole story: scared to death her ex-boyfriend had found her again.
“Relax, Nikki, it was room service. Come sit down, we need to talk.” I had said it with a little sternness so she knew I was serious. “In order for this to work, you need to trust me like never before. Even if what I tell you sounds a tad bit crazy. Can you trust me like that?” I asked
“Ye…Yes. I think so. I trust you, Bret, with everything, including my heart. I know you wouldn’t hurt me,” she said. Nikki still had a worried look but was reassured by the hug and kiss I gave her.
“Okay, here goes nothing. I need your keys and phone. That’s how he’s been tracking you. You will take your things and my car to my office. I will ditch your car and cell phone and meet you there, at my office.“
“No, I am not going to do that without any way to contact you if something goes wrong,” she sobbed.
“Nikki, relax. Let me finish. I have a new phone that I just activated. It’s a burner phone. My number is the only one programmed in it. You will be safe in my office till I get to you. I will let you know where I'm at, okay?” I explained.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Just used to doing things without help, that’s all.”
“Well, help is here. You asked for it and I went all out. This will work. Now let’s get out of here so you can get to where we are going and you can relax a little more,” I explained.
We got dressed. Nikki had yoga pants and a hoodie. Man, she was hot even like that. I gave her a ballcap and sunglasses along with her new phone, my spare keys and the address to my office. I went and grabbed my car and waited until Nikki was in it before I left in hers.
I drove to the mall parking lot. I walked into the mall which was filled with shoppers everywhere. I slipped her old phone into a shopper's bags and headed for the door. My boss's wife was waiting for me and drove me to the office.
She wanted to know what was going on. I told her I’d tell her later, it was case related and the less she knew, the better for now. I phoned Nikki and said I would be there in five minutes.
We pulled into the office and I got out and thanked her for the ride. I told her I’d call her later in the week. I got out my phone and called Nikki, telling her I was walking up to the door and I was coming in so she wouldn't freak out.
“Bret, I’m so happy you're here. I trusted you but I was still scared. You didn't let me down. Thank you, baby!“ With that, Nikki gave me a big hug and a huge kiss on the lips.
I got her comfortable with lunch and a drink. We sat down and talked more. I told her she would be staying here for now and would be with me constantly until she was safe. She really liked that idea. I told Nikki that I disabled her phone, so it could ring but no one could answer it. I also disabled the tracker on the phone. I had found the tracker on her car and while I was at the mall, I had placed it on another car with out-of-state plates.
One good thing was that Nikki wasn’t from around here but a few towns away. The chances of her ex finding her were slim but I still took some extra precautions. I had talked with a lawyer friend and he got a judge to sign a restraining order that her ex wasn’t allowed within 100 feet of her.
“Bret, I could kiss you. I can’t believe you did all that for me. How can I ever repay you?” she asked.
“No leaving. You don’t run away anymore. I can protect you,” I explained
Just then my phone rang. It was an officer friend calling with an update. Nikki’s ex was arrested for assaulting a woman he thought was Nikki. Turns out the woman’s boyfriend was a judge. When he was being booked, they found out he had an arrest warrant in Maryland for hit and run. He would be extradited back to Maryland in a few days.
When Nikki heard that, she immediately climbed on top of me and began kissing me everywhere. Her hands removed my clothes and she began to grind on my cock.
“Now, I know how I can show you my appreciation!" Nikki dropped her pants and climbed back on my lap and continued to grind on me. I pulled her hoodie off her, then she took her bra off and dropped it on the floor. Nikki was going to get up to take her panties off but I distracted her with my tongue in her mouth. She never noticed me ripping her sexy panties off her until I slid my cock into her wet, wanting pussy.
“Oh yes, but how? Oh, never mind. I don’t care how. I just care that you did,” she said and she kept grinding my cock deep into her sex.
I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around me as I carried her to my bed, which I kept for late nights. My cock never left her pussy. Nikki kept her legs wrapped tightly around me to prevent that from happening. As I lay her down on her bed, Nikki held me close.
“I want to look you in the eyes, while you fuck me,” she gasped.
I wasn't going to argue about that so I slid my body to hers so that we became one as we fucked each other's brains out. No words were spoken. But the look in our eyes told the other that we had both climaxed simultaneously. We had no cares in the world right now except each other. Anything else could wait for another day.
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HardcoreNormally, when I have completed a story, or even a series, I prefer to stop, rather than continue with a weak follow up that is filled with just suck, fuck, hump and bump. But with the success of Widow Neighbor, quite a few people have voted positively and strongly encouraged me to do a follow up. But where do you go from here…? I have thought about it, and decided that perhaps there is a bit more to tell. If you enjoy this as much, then please vote and give me your comments…they are much...
Mark rode up to me. "It has been a long time man!" he said. "Yeah it has." I said nervously since I did not want to get caught hanging out with him. We talked for a while, sitting on the cover of the trash bin behind the church. It was another hot Virginia summer day. We were both glad to be just sitting in the shade for a while. After the small talk, and him explaining to me what really happened to get him sent away the talk moved to what we had done in the past. He asked if I...
By Dunchad This is the long awaited continuation of the Pregnant Sex stories that I submitted a few years ago. My apologizes to those of you that were waiting, but I lost my muse and have recently found a new one. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It had been several years since I was with Cassandra. Oh she was a gorgeous creature and so open about life and sex and everything. I am just sad how it all ended is all. We were together throughout the rest...
My thanks to sexnovella for the editing of this chapter. Even after all this time many of you have mailed me and told me that this series felt unfinished. I’m sorry it’s taken me this long to do just that with these last two chapters. ***** It was with some reluctance that Laurel got off my lap, we hadn’t planned to do much more than slum it around the cabin until I reminded her that we needed supplies. A quick look in the kitchen got an agreement from her so she dressed and asked me to put...
My thanks to Todger65 for the editing of this chapter. Even after all this time many of you have mailed me and told me that this series felt unfinished. I’m sorry it’s taken me this long to do just that with these last two chapters. ***** Other than Amy phoning me to check that I was going to the cabin after my meeting I didn’t hear from any of the girls. The drive up there always seemed to be over in an instant not the hour everyone claims. Some of the Colson’s children were playing ball and...
From Author: I placed this story in Romance instead of Group Sex even though it started out as group sex, it turned into a romantic coupling. For those of you who HATE a cheating wife, even though this one is justified I would like to leave right now and not read any further. I’m not looking for your kind to read my story! * Last month I wrote about some fun a couple of co-workers and I had in my hot tub. Well Andrea and Lynn told me that they had a few ‘close’ friends who they knew would...
I called the older sub that had participated at the party and told her to meet me at the club at 6:30. I instructed her to cleanse herself, figuring she knew what this meant. We were alone which was rare, but allowed me the use of any equipment available. The first order of business was to check to see if she followed my instructions. After she was shed of clothing, I motioned for her to climb onto the table and place her feet in the stirrups. As she did this, I noticed she was already...
I recently wrote about my 17-year-old schoolgirl neighbour, Lucy,who was friendly with my daughter of the same age, Angie. At that time, Lucy was staying over at our place. I got her to masturbate for me while my daughter was in her room on the phone. While Lucy often wore her school uniform for me and seemed perfectly happily playing with herself through her navy blue school knickers, she simply would not let me touch her in any way. This struck me as odd until one night the two of them were...
The Client slowly walked down the hallway, his large frame tense with anticipation. It had had been a while since he had walked down a hallway similar to this one. Though it seemed like only yesterday. He thought of the last girl, her body motionless against the bed after she was truly well fucked, a smile spread across his lips he had been sore for days after that night of debauchery. He absentmindedly grasped his briefcase tightly as he thought of the night that lay ahead. He stopped at room...
If only you had even an inkling of an idea of what you do to me, maybe things would be different. But then again, I think you must have some idea. Today I called you “Kid” and you took a little offense to it. Then again, as I explained to you, it was meant strictly as a compliment. Everyday I look at you, the better you look. You always make me wish that I was in my late twenties, early thirties again, or better still, just to be single again. I have an idea that you know what you’re doing and...
Introduction: A couple rekindles their Sex life Introduction: A Slave finds two new Masters This was an idea from my girlfriend and life-partner Mallory. It is total fiction and has no basis, just a thought brought into a fantasy story. I hope that you enjoy. Please remember to vote at the end of reading. It will help others to read the story. Thanks, Jenny……. The Slave Girl Mike and Ashley had been married for over 7 years. While most of their life together was great, one part was not....
I woke up with a bit of a hangover and a smile plastered across my face. I could smell sex in my room, and my mind replayed video tidbits of the previous evening. Lori and I had done body shots and had enjoyed each other in a vigorous bout of drunken-tequila-girl-sex. She’d asked me for a favor before she left, and I had agreed. Tonight we were planning on double-teaming her boyfriend, Mark. He was blissfully unaware, and the thought sent a quiver of anticipation through my pussy. I eased my...
Introduction: After a long separation, Mark showed me new things… I hope you all enjoyed my story of the first time I had with a guy. As I stated in the end of that story, we continued that relationship for a year or so. Mark then got into some trouble and my parents would not allow me to hang out with him. He got sent to a juvenile home for a while. This story picks back up around a year after his trouble when I was out riding my bike behind the church we both attended. Mark rode up to me. It...
This is a revised version of a story that I based on ‘The Guitar’ story. I hope you like it. I hope it produces the effect we all crave. Love to know! I remember the day I walked unexpected into your living room, late on a Sunday afternoon. I felt a delicious glow in the pit of my stomach, and as I opened the door to enter your house, your music enveloped me, surrounding me in a mantle of acoustic beauty that could only be surpassed by joy of your radiant smile and the sight of your body moving...
Given recent events (and the fact that it has been frankly a disgraceful length of time since I’ve blogged) I think it would be a good opportunity to update you all. Please do not be mistaken in assuming that because I haven’t blogged, I haven’t been ‘playing’, as that it not the case … at all! Also please don’t think that if you were one of those… erm… ‘players’ that you were in anyway ‘unblog-worthy’ because that may not be the case either (… may not). Unsurprisingly, one of my...
Seeing my wife cum in front of other people was a huge turn on for me. Seeing my window splashed by her cum and then she licks it off. I had a hard time not taking my wife right there. We finally made it to the doctors office. I was very anxious about this exam. The nurse led us to the examination room. She sat my wife down on the exam table. Asking her routine questions. She took her blood pressure and used her stethoscope. I loved watching her use the stethoscope on my wife. The way she...
After leaving college, I got a job and moved into my own two-bedroom flat, not far from my parents. It is the case with me that I am nearly always horny and sometimes I work myself into a sexual frenzy which was what happened recently.I came home from work and was desperate to get down to some serious rubbing of my sopping wet cunt. No sooner had I walked through the door when my jeans were off and I buried two fingers inside myself. As I often did, I put the videos I had recorded of my student...
VoyeurIt was a very warm night at the Litton School for Girls. The school sat on the edge of a small, isolated town that many former students had decided to settle in. The school itself was for women from the ages of eighteen to twenty one. They were instructed on the proper way to behave in society. Though the U.S. was beginning a sexual revolution, the school functioned the same way in 1961 as it had it 1901. The instructors, taking a cue from the school's headmistress, neither discouraged nor...
Mind ControlWe slipped away from your friends to the parking lot, leaving the smoky bar behind us. You were a hot mess of tipsy giggles and flirty hair swishes, and I was bound by your feminine spells. I chased you through a maze of parked cars, copping little feels of your generous behind as you ran. You wore tight, black jeans and a red tank top. The jeans did their best to corral your hips and ass but a defiant bit of love handle refused to be tamed. You twirled around to feign a defense against my...
College Sex(Idea by hazmidia) As she lay strapped to the bed, she had no idea what was going to happen, then she saw the scientist strap himself onto a bed next to hers. Suddenly she found herself in that bed, but as she looked around realised that she had swapped places, and now the scientist was in her body, and she was in his. The machine had swapped their brains around, at first she panicked, but then she realised that she could have a lot of fun here. If his body, with her brain, was released, she...
My name is Mike Kirkman and this is another chapter in the continuing saga of Lawan as told in the stories "Tightly Thai'd, Part I and II" found elsewhere on this site. If you haven't read them, I invite you to read them to catch up on our adventures! But just to recap, I met Lawan on a business trip to Singapore, where she was given to me as a gift from my client there. We spent four wonderful days together before I was to leave to return to the States. Because of her culture, she would have...
BDSMFollowing on from our first meeting with Gordon and Sandra we did meet up again on a couple of occasions. These were almost always last minute meets. On the first occasion we had arranged to meet some old friends who had to cry off at the last minute. Sandra had messaged us on the off chance late on the previous evening and we were delighted to accept. On another occasion Joe was working in the area and Gordon invited him over for a mid afternoon MMF session with Sandra, the juicy details of...
After what seemed to be a lifetime hubby and I finally made our way to Italy. It was a fantastic trip starting in the south and working our way up some six weeks. I must say and doing so is a bit of a surprise, it was Venice that left the biggest impression on us. Rome has it’s history and Florence was so refined but it was the sexual energy we felt in Venice that had us dying to return to. Our first trip was taken with longtime friends, I’d call them our closest still today but what lacks is...
It was the summer after my freshmen year of college. In between soaking up the sun and taking trips in the city, I stayed in contact with both Alana and James. Unfortunately though, I hadn't gotten to see either of them again. Of course we flirted and sent naughty pics through texts, but I hadn't felt James's big cock filling up my pussy or Alana's tongue teasing my clit since the last time we met up. That didn't stop me from fantasizing about it though. Many a time I found myself waking up hot...
SeductionI boarded the train at Hastings, as I do three days a week, heading back from class. Backpack slung over my shoulder, Tweed sports coat, complete with leather elbow patches and worn but not ratty looking jeans completing my ensemble. Such is the life of this twenty-something part time collegian. As I entered the car, a smile crossed my face as I scanned the interior for a seat. There she was! Auburn hair in a short, tight do, looking prim and proper, fitting in with the rest of the commuter...
Quickie SexOpen your eyes. What do you see? Your round, dark pupils float just above a shimmer of salty tears upon your eye lid, moistening your lashes below. You blink once, twice, hoping to hide them away, but they don’t disappear unnoticed, despite the anxious smile you pull onto your lips. In this room, we had silently committed to each other and the moment. Months of unspoken desire came to this: a touch… a caress… a kiss. Now as we twist and curl upon these sheets, your lovely and loving nude body...
Straight SexPaul is silent as we get in the elevator to leave Mona’s apartment. Once we get in his car, he lets me have it!“I did not appreciate your hand on my cock, jerking me off into Mona’s mouth. I am not gay. No guy has ever touched me before!”I am flummoxed! What an asshole. He’s just had a great time with Mona and he’s barking at me for jerking him off. He says his wife won’t have sex with him anymore and his religion forbids him jerking off. From what he’s told me, I think it’s years since he...
Pulling her car up to the traffic light, she picked up the large plaque on the seat beside her and read it once again. “Presented to Dr. Amanda G. Cartwright for Outstanding Service to the English Department, City College.” She read the inscription once more and smiled. After all these years and all this work she finally received some recognition. She thought of her husband, Gary, and wished he could have been there for the ceremony. Her mind began to wander as she waited for the light to...
MILFI've lived in London now for years, but I return to Adelaide regularly for work. In 2018, I was back there for longer than expected. I wondered if Jane still had the same number so I texted her and asked if she wanted to meet for a coffee. She replied within the hour, and we agreed to meet the next day.Now, I admit, there is a certain fetish; wondering how a woman you fucked years ago, now looks. I was really curious. I was 54 at that time, and Jane would be about to turn 64. (We had been 32...
A long work of both truth and fantasy for KayHaving got the green light on a renewal of a new contract it was time to get it signed off, this time it was decided that Kay would come with me for the trip so we could spend the weekend just chilling out away from home.Once in Stockholm we made our way to the hotel where I had used some of my rewards points to get a small suite, having been shown up to the suite I changed into my suit and told Kay I should only be about two or three hours . Kay...