Karma
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Erin grinned at me and whispered, “I know everything I need to know. You make me tingle when you walk into a room. You make me feel hot all over. You make me feel way beyond wanting, all the way to needing. Please take me home and have your way with me.”
We left the pub and walked to my old 4WD Bronco in the parking lot. I unlocked the door and opened it for her. She climbed in, letting me see up her skirt on purpose. She had gone commando, and she smelled hot!
I drove home and took her up the stairs to the tower-top room. I had followed Mary Flynn’s advice and sold Mary Ryan-Doyle’s desk, cleaned up the room, and put a bed up there. The delivery men were dismayed when they had to get the king-size bed up the castle stairs.
I lit the candles in the wall sconces and agreed with Mary that the tower room made a great place to seduce a girl.
Erin had a lot of unsatisfied need. No seduction was required. She practically ripped my clothes off. We mashed our bodies together over and over until both of us felt; first relief, and then satisfaction.
I escorted Erin down the castle stairs and to the bathroom. We took a shower together. She used the shower head on a flexible hose as a bidet and cleaned my semen out of her vagina. We finished washing each other, dried off, and got dressed.
Erin looked at me with an apprehensive expression on her face. “Dr. Doyle, that was so much better than I expected. I hope you understand that I just needed to feel you inside me and know what it was like to have a man want me. I have always been ‘the smart girl,’ never ‘the pretty girl’ or ‘the sexy girl.’ I just had to know I was desirable, not ugly. You gave me the answer to my self-doubting questions. I’ll always love you for that. I hope you weren’t expecting fireworks, symphonies, or a cottage with a white picket fence, because that’s not who I am or what I’m looking for,” Erin said.
I chuckled and said, “How the world has changed! You just gave me the ‘guy’s’ speech! I’m fine. I had some demons to exorcise, and you were instrumental in sending them on their way. I wasn’t looking for forever either.”
We made out for a while, then Erin said, “You better take me back to the bar so I can get my car. If we keep doing this, you’ll get me horny again, and I won’t leave until tomorrow.”
I grinned at her and said, “That wouldn’t be a tragedy as far as I’m concerned, but I want to make sure you get what you want from this.” I grabbed a jacket and took her out to the Bronco. I drove her back to the pub, made sure her car started, and then I drove home alone. I felt more relaxed, but it was more of a mechanical thing, like the old expression, “I got my pipes cleaned.” There was something emotionally unsatisfying about it. I knew one-night stands were not what I wanted. It felt like something was missing.
When Mary turned eleven, her nipples got bigger and often swelled up to be much bigger and harder than usual. It sometimes seemed like a volcano was trying to push up from under her flat chest. Her bottom was still tiny, but sometimes when she sat on my lap I thought she felt better padded and a little less bony. I thought Mary was still too young for a real romance, but I was starting to feel more drawn to her. I decided that to reduce the chances of my behaving inappropriately I needed to find a better sexual release than masturbation.
After Mary went home one night, I went down to the Short Horn bar. I got a Guinness and sat at a conspicuous table. I wasn’t alone long before Sandy O’Rourke, one of my most persistent admirers, sat down next to me.
“How are you Professor Doyle?” She asked, putting her hand on mine.
I was gratified to see concern in her big blue eyes.
I grinned and said. “Sandy, I’m much better. I’m still processing the grief stages, but I’m at the place where company is superior to solitude.
“How have you been?” I asked.
“Now that I see you, I’m in exactly the same place I was when I threw myself at you a few years ago. You make me hot and wet in a way I’ve never been before. I can’t seem to resist you, in my imagination at least,” Sandy said.
“I’m glad to hear that. Not from a narcissistic point of view, but because I’d like for both of us to find out if we would be as good together as you’ve imagined,” I said.
Sandy grabbed my hand and literally dragged me out of the bar. She took me to her car and unlocked the door with the remote. We got in and she drove me to her apartment. It was the kind of off-campus apartment a first year teaching assistant could afford.
Sandy dragged me into her bedroom and we undressed each other. She looked in my eyes for a few seconds and said, “You’re still young enough to need the edge taken off.”
It surprised me, but Sandy blew me. Looking down at her pretty face, long blonde hair, and bright blue eyes excited me in a way I hadn’t felt for a long time. I came in her mouth, and she swallowed my ejaculate. We cuddled on her bed. She was a little impatient, so I went down on her and gave her several good orgasms. By that time I was hard again and we fucked energetically in several positions.
“Do you want me to go?” I asked.
Sandy giggled and said, “Hell no Flynn. I got a Queen-size bed on purpose to have room to share with a handsome stud.”
We cuddled, but before we went to sleep I got hard again, and Sandy got hot again, so we fucked again. I was going to get up and get us a warm wash cloth to clean up with, but she pushed me down and said, “You rest. I know where everything is, so it’s quicker for me to go get things.”
It was a comforting feeling to have Sandy gently cleaning up my cock and balls with a warm, damp wash cloth. She handed me a clean cloth to clean her pussy juice off my face.
I laughed and said, “You taste delicious and you smell sexy, so I wouldn’t mind smelling you all night.”
Sandy came back to bed and cuddled up tight behind me. I turned and kissed her. Sandy said, “You totally exceeded my expectations Flynn. How was it for you?”
“You are the second woman I’ve been with since my wife died so it’s a pretty small sample size but you are tied for first.” I said.
Sandy kissed me hard. She turned on her side, with her face away from me. It felt nice for my limp cock to lie against her tight little butt. I could tell Sandy was crying, but I wasn’t sure why. I decided the best thing to do was to let her process whatever emotion she was feeling. I kissed the back of her neck, put my arm loosely around her waist, and dropped off to sleep.
In the early morning hours, I became aware that Sandy was awake and kissing me hungrily. I gave her a grin and whispered, “I think I’m close to codger status, girl, so I might not be able to give you everything you need every single night, but tonight I’m hungry too, and I’m sure as hell going to try. I came closer to making love to Sandy. It was slow and gentle, but very satisfying. She let me know when she needed me to do her harder and faster so she could cum. It was what I needed too, so we got each other off, and went back to sleep without worrying about cleaning up.
I remember my brain recorded the experience as satisfactory, successful, and satisfying. It wasn’t what I expected making love with Mary would be like, but it was pretty damn good.
We woke up about the same time. Sandy smiled at me and said, “I’ve been with a guy a few times, but this is the first time I’ve been with a MAN.”
I kissed her and said, “I’m happy to know I met expectations.”
“Oh god Flynn, I didn’t mean it like that. You far exceeded my wildest dreams. I’ve never cum with a guy before. You gave me the first orgasms I’ve ever had that didn’t come from my own fingers. I just didn’t want to say anything that would sound emotional, needy, or stupid that pushed you away,” Sandy said.
I kissed her again and whispered, “I’d like to do this again, if that fits in with what you want. Actually, I’d like to see you regularly, if you feel that way too.”
So Sandy and I became a regular thing. We were a FWB couple. I would stay over when Sandy didn’t have an early class the next day. We had all the required conversations about birth control and exclusivity so we could love each other bare back without worry.
When Mary came to see me the next day she studied my face closely. “You look different. Feel better?” She said.
“Yes, but I think it’s just physical. I don’t feel the emotional things I expect to feel when we are married,” I said.
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Thank you for taking the time to read this story. Just an FYI. This started with a premise and a dog. The turn it took in chapter two surprised me as much as it irritated some. I simply wrote what passed by as the ‘movie’ played. There have been complaints about the flashback scenes, noted, but I guess I like to know why people act and feel like they do. I didn’t jump through hoops to get the story to any point, even the dog. Any comments or feedback are welcome and can be left through my...
First I would like to apologize for the length of time with no activity. Real life reared its ugly head. Now that I can work on this a bit, I started working Chapter nine up, and went back through to check a few things, and found myself looking at some necessary edits. They are clarifications and streamlines mainly, with one foreshadowing element added. In the interest of full disclosure there are a couple of things that you should keep in mind when you read on. I started this with the initial...
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First I would like to apologize for the length of time with no activity. Real life reared its ugly head. Now that I can work on this a bit, I started working Chapter nine up, and went back through to check a few things, and found myself looking at some necessary edits. They are clarifications and streamlines mainly, with one foreshadowing element added. In the interest of full disclosure there are a couple of things that you should keep in mind when you read on. I started this with the initial...
First I would like to apologize for the length of time with no activity. Real life reared its ugly head. Now that I can work on this a bit, I started working Chapter nine up, and went back through to check a few things, and found myself looking at some necessary edits. They are clarifications and streamlines mainly, with one foreshadowing element added. In the interest of full disclosure there are a couple of things that you should keep in mind when you read on. I started this with the initial...
Thank you for taking the time to read this story. Also, an enormous thanks to Claire for all of the editing assistance. Just an FYI. This started with a premise and a dog. The turn it took in chapter two surprised me as much as it irritated some. I simply wrote what passed by as the ‘movie’ played. There have been complaints about the flashback scenes, noted, but I guess I like to know why people act and feel like they do. This is actually the fist half of the chapter. I didn’t want to kill...
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Omar's revenge would have to wait, much as she wanted to cut Hassan's head off and feed it to the vultures she was given a wedding gift that left her speechless. Hassan had taken Omar to bed after a small celebration that had lasted past midnight. Omar was not allowed to drink but Hassan and his lieutenants, foot soldiers, guards, and his other local personnel who was on hand to witness the subjegation and submission of the former Al- JazeerOmar to the new head of Al Haleem. Omar...
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Over a span of a couple of years, Dave had a few more flings and he came to the realization that, for the most part, pussy is all the same. It really comes down to one’s presentation and enthusiasm. His wife, Cindi, was a good woman. With a weight loss plan and some weekly exercise, she got thin, fit and feeling pretty good about herself. She really became the most beautiful mother of 3 you could ever have laid eyes on. Dave was feeling guilty for some of the things he had done and he hoped...
"I can still taste her young cunt juices" my girlfriend Tania commented whilst she licked my cock. She was waiting naked on our bed - waiting for me to return home, knowing that I had just been fucking young 16 year old Kate Manning. Tania and I had been together for the last 2 years, since I returned from the Gulf and my tour of duty as a Special Forces soldier who also specialised in comms and computer hacking. I was 28 years old, she was 25. She is a stunning blonde with long curly blonde...
He woke up with a start, to birds squalling outside his window and sunlight crashing through the blinds. His body tingled with energy, and he felt – God, what was that in his crotch? He looked down and realized what the throbbing was. He had almost forgotten that feeling. He threw the covers off and jumped out of bed, bounding over to the mirror across the room. Was there a trace of black at his temples? He ran his fingers over his skull, and there seemed to be the beginning of a stubble, a...
Seema Patel was a lovely young woman. She was twenty-one-years-old and had recently graduated from college. She had gotten the highest marks in all of her classes and had graduated with honors. Her mother, Asha Patel, and her younger brother, Manish, were both very proud of her. It had not been easy for Seema. She had grown up as part of a traditional family in a small village in central India. Her father was a good man who had worked hard at low paying jobs just to keep his family fed and a...
It was pitch black outside when I woke up needing to use the restroom. The clock on the nightstand said it was a little before 6:00 AM. My mouth tasted terrible. That just wouldn't do. I had to take a toothbrush to my teeth right now. I grabbed a robe and wrapped it around myself. It was too early for this crowd to be up, but there was no way I was taking chances around Rod. I hurried out of my room toward the bathroom and stopped dead in my tracks. Five feet away, staring at me with equal...
I laughed darkly at how impulsive and out of character this was, even for me. Tony looked up from tying on his skates and grinned. "What?" "This," I said, waving my hand at the small crowd of kids and adults filling the rink. "What the hell am I doing here?" My subconscious supplied its own answer. My ex-husbands had been right about one thing regarding me; I was a hedonist. I had a weakness for doing things that brought me pleasure, even when it hurt others. Or me. I liked to...