Sallys Holiday Part 5
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A warm Sunday morning saw Sally at home alone in her small suburban flat.
She was feeling a little seedy from a night out with friends at an Italian restaurant and decided that a black coffee and a muffin was the go this morning to give her a little kick start. Sally was a quiet yet confident woman who lived alone. She was an office assistant by day and a mostly solitary person by night who enjoyed meeting with friends and socialising occasionally but on the whole, she was a do it on your own type woman. Pretty, busty and curvy with the most amazing long auburn hair would be the best way to describe her. As she prepared her small brekkie, she recalled the night and how her best mate Trish had introduced her to Pete through the course of the evening.
Sally recalled Pete was a tall rugged looking man with olive complexion and deep piercing blue eyes. He was slim but muscly across his shoulders and back. Pete was very smartly dressed and carried an air of subtle confidence and experience about him. She recalled her thoughts after she was introduced to him. “My god, fuck you are hot boy”. She remembered how she briefly tried to imagine what he would look like naked and if he was hung as big as his stature. She also remembered that when her imagination took flight she felt tingly and warm through her lower abs and groin.
As the aroma of filtered coffee began to wash through Sally’s kitchen, she remembered that Pete had been wearing the most amazingly sexy after shave and she felt goose bumps as she recounted the masculine essence. She recalled chatting with him for some time and how she felt very comfortable and relaxed conversing with him. He seemed to be interested in everything she said and did. Was there a chemistry there she thought.
She giggled momentarily and shook her head thinking “Hmm he was nice but what
are the odds that I would ever see him again”. She briefly considered calling up
her mate Trish to recount the night with her and subtly ask about Pete. Sally
breathed deeply and momentarily held her breath before releasing air slowly and
smoothly from her lungs. Ah well, on with the coffee and muffin girl and stop
dreaming.
She sat on her small patio area sipping the coffee and admiring her potted
petunia as it swayed gently with the morning breeze.
When Sally had finished her breakfast, she returned to the kitchen and as she
did, she heard a low rumbling sound from outside which seemed to be very close.
Sally could not work out the sound until it suddenly ceased. Hmm neighbours have
visitors again.
Ah well, Shower time old girl she thought so she made her way to her bathroom
and began running a hot one for a little quiet time and self indulgence.
As she peeled off her cotton night coat, her doorbell rang. Startled at first
she quickly pulled her coat up over her back and shoulders and made her way to
the front door.
She peered quietly out from a slit in her vertical blinds and the recent
thumping noise was right there in her driveway in the form of a stunning shiny
black HSV Clubsport sedan. Hmm nice wheels she thought but who is this. She made
her way to the door and slowly opened it. As she opened the door, she recognised
the aroma of last night and there stood Pete.
Sally was lost for any words at all. She tried to say “Hi” but it didn’t come
out.
Pete spoke and his voice was deep and warm “Hi Sally do you remember me from
last night I’m Pete”. Sally thought to herself “Fuck, how could I forget you”.
In an instant, Sally felt nervous and excited and embarrassed as she realised
she was standing in front of this gorgeous man wearing nothing more than a
brunch coat and undies. “Of course I do, how are you Pete” she managed to get
out.
“Fine thanks but I hope you don’t mind, Trish passed on your address to me
and I told her I would do my best to drop by and say hello before moving on
today”.
Again, she was lost for words. Shit Shit, think girl say something she thought.
“No, no dramas at all Pete would you like to come in. She noticed Pete quickly
look down at the front of her brunch coat as she opened the security door to let
him through. “Thanks” he replied. “Would you like some coffee, I’ve just had one
but I could do with another”.
“Hmm” Pete replied as he tilted his head back closed his eyes and breathed
deeply through his nose. “That’s smell bloody good; I’ll have one of those
thanks if it’s no bother”. Not at all replied she replied. “Come through” she
said. Sally felt like she instantly had the thumbles in his presence. Breathe
she said to herself.
“Did you enjoy last night” Pete asked. “I loved the whole evening” she said.
Pete went on to explain that he was leaving this morning on a trip around the
state and expects to be gone for a few months. The two talked while Sally
prepared the coffee and she noted that she felt quite comfortable in Pete’s
presence. Sally retrieved the milk from the fridge and as she turned around, she
noticed Pete was looking at her body specifically her arse. She felt a little
awkward at first but also felt admired. She went into the pantry for sugar and
thought to herself “This feels good; this feels right, time to test the waters
girl”.
Sally loosened and gathered the top of her coat to reveal the hint of a
magnificent cleavage. She flicked her long auburn hair back behind her ears and
walked confidently into Pete’s view. Pete was talking but he suddenly stopped.
She looked at him and knew that he was more than little interested in her.
Pete began talking again and Sally felt that the chemistry that was left in the
Italian restaurant last night had suddenly re emerge. As the pair sipped the
coffee at the kitchen bench, Sally began watching Pete’s large hands gently
gripping his coffee mug and she couldn’t help but to feel turned on. She briefly
imagined his hands around her waist or grabbing her huge titties or arse and the
vision was damn fine.
Again she saw Pete looking at her cleavage and this only served to make her feel
very sexy and very wanted. Those warm fuzzy feelings from the restaurant
suddenly returned and she could feel her panties becoming moist. “My God, Pete
and I are going to fuck, I can feel it”. Sally turned away from Pete to return
the milk to the fridge and as she opened the door, she felt Pete’s warm touch
around her waist. She froze as this startled her but she also knew what was
about to happen. Or at least she hopes it would. She felt Pete’s warm breath on
the back of her neck as he gently nuzzled her there.
Sally gasped momentarily and softly moaned as Pete lifted her hair out of the
way.
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EroticI walked into my apartment late after a hard day of work. I looked into the mirror as I removed my clothes. I was a beautiful 18 year old black teen. I was 5’5”, 36C-26-39, with black hair to my shoulder and looked pretty damn sexxxy. I laid down on my bed and tried to fall asleep but I felt lonely without you. I was wearing my red lacy bra with my matching red thong so I just put on a robe and headed to your apartment. I used the key you gave me to open your door. I saw you sleeping on your...
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Sally and her Black Lover Eddie Visit Me [Author’s note: This is a true story. Sally and Eddie really do exist and live in Pennsylvania. Sally’s story was related to me through voice messages and e-mails and I agreed to write it down and publish it so that large, mature white women can realize that there are men in this world who appreciate and worship large women. Sometimes the worshipers are white men and other times the worshipers are black men. But, no matter what a man’s skin color, these...
Sally and her Black Lover Eddie Visit Me[Author’s note: This is a true story. Sally and Eddie really do exist and live in Pennsylvania. Sally’s story was related to me through voice messages and e-mails and I agreed to write it down and publish it so that large, mature white women can realize that there are men in this world who appreciate and worship large women. Sometimes the worshipers are white men and other times the worshipers are black men. But, no matter what a man’s skin color,...
Sally Dates a Black Man[Author’s note: This is a true story. Sally and Eddie really do exist and live in Pennsylvania. Sally’s story was related to me through voice messages and e-mails and I agreed to write it down and publish it so that large, mature white women can realize that there are men in this world who appreciate and worship large women. Sometimes the worshipers are white men and other times the worshipers are black men. But, no matter what a man’s skin color, these obese women...
Sally becomes a porn star by accidentThere are key moments in life which, when looked back on, change your direction and perspective completely.The seminar which Sally was contracted to cover certainly changed her life, but in the most unexpected way.Sally was a 24 year old free-lance journalist writing for magazines like Hello and FHM and occasional items for the local radio and newspapers when this story took place. Nottingham born in 1980, she was brought up since she was 12 years old by her...