Howie Returns to PennsylvaniaChapter 3
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We met while online in a local chat room. We asked each other the standard “ASL” and found that we were both in the San Antonio area. He told me his name was Jay and I said that my name was Amanda. He was 6’ 6”, 230lbs, sandy blonde hair and hazel/brown eyes. He had only a neatly trimmed mustache and wore glasses. I told him that I was 5’ 6”, about 185lbs, had brown shoulder length hair and that my eyes were blue and green. We spent several hours over the next few days getting to know each other talking through instant messenger. I knew he didn’t have a picture of himself to send me, nor did he have a web cam. But after I got to know him, I felt comfortable sending him a few pictures and also turning my web cam on for him. When I referred to these times with my best friend, I called them our “cam dates”.
Jay was such a romantic man. I knew this from the way he talked to me. He was open with me about being married. As I was with him about having a husband. He told me he loved his wife, but things were not as he wished they could be sexually. I admitted to him that I had lost nearly all my love for my husband due to the emotional upheaval he kept me in. We disagreed on everything. I told Jay of my hopes for a divorce in the future.
Jay and I talked about trying to meet in person. I occasionally went out with some friends of mine to a country and western dance bar and thought it may be a good chance to meet him. Unfortunately he had no way of letting me know ‘til I got on the computer to talk to him the next day that issues had come up at home and he spent part of the evening on the phone, and the next part of the evening trying to get over a headache, so he was not able to join me and my friends for the evening.
He promised to make it up to me. The opportunity finally arose, when on a Saturday afternoon, we made plans to see a movie and to have lunch after ward. It was great. I finally got to see what a handsome man he was. He was also such a gentleman. I couldn’t remember when the last time was that I had been treated so gently. He never made a real pass at me. He would gently touch his hand to the small of my back as we walked down the hall to the theater room that was showing the movie we had decided on. We held hands during the movie. And during lunch we kept constant eye contact from across the table as we talked comfortably.
After that afternoon, our cam dates became a little more interesting. I began to reveal a little more than just my face or my choice of clothes of the moment. I would put my children to sleep for the night, then slip on my pajamas or a silky nightie and we would talk ‘til either one or the other of us had to go to sleep. The conversation sometimes would eventually become sexual. Talking of how things could be between us. I admitted to him that I had tried anal sex before and that I thoroughly enjoyed it. He said he had never tried, but would like to. We fantasized over many scenarios. One of our mutual favorites was a shower scene.
I really enjoyed the time Jay and I had to talk online. While we talked of how we would make love to each other, we would become so sexually aroused that we would have to masturbate to relieve the tension. Jay loved it when I would undress for him on my cam. He would ask me to bare my large breasts and play with my nipples while he stroked his large cock. My nipples would get hard just trying to imagine him lying in bed stroking his cock. Jay also loves my fair skinned ass, especially when I am wearing a thong.
Jay asked me if I had any toys that I use to help when I need to take care of my sexual needs on my own. I told him that yes, I do. We talked about how he may some day use them on me. We also talked of ideal foods that could be brought into a wonderful round of sex. We decided we would like to take turns eating chocolate syrup, whipped cream and cherries off of each other. I told Jay that I would love to feed him chocolate covered strawberries.
We discussed him coming over some night before he had to return home. His time in San Antonio was soon coming to an end. My husband is a truck driver, so it was not too complicated of an idea to pull off. We agreed that we would enjoy having sex, but that if it didn’t happen because either of us was too shy or nervous, that would be okay and that we would just enjoy each other’s company.
I put the kids to bed, showered, put on my make up, and dressed as I told him I would. I wore a blue sweater, a white bra, blue plaid skirt that was above my knees, a white thong and my white thigh high stockings. My heart was racing while I waited for him to show. Finally the knock at the door came.
I quietly opened it to allow him into my home. There he stood, in his bomber style jacket, black T-shirt and blue jeans. First thing he said was, “hi baby”. I smiled (I loved it when he called me that) and said hi back. He took me into his arms for a hug and asked me how the kiddos were. I told him that all three were doing fine and that they were all asleep.
I led him further into the living room so that we could sit down on the couch side by side. We talked idle chat for a while between scenes of the movie I had on the television. Jay laid his hand on my stocking clad knee and lightly stroked it with his thumb as we talked. I was leaning up against the side of Jay’s chest, with my left hand on his knee while he held my right hand with his left. He gently took my chin in hand and pulled my lips to meet his for our first kiss.
His lips were so soft and gentle on mine. I just melted into him. Jay caressed my cheek as our tongues tasted each other. A low moan escaped me and slowly traveled up my throat. I broke the kiss to throw my head back with my eyes closed. I felt Jay kissing along my jaw line and up to my ear.
Shivers of arousal raced throughout my body. My hand caressed the side of his face, feeling how smooth his cheek was since he’d just shaved before coming over. His hand slowly moved down from my face to my breast, gently stroking the nipple through my sweater and bra. I brought my lips back to his to meet in a kiss once again.
I felt his hand slide from my breast to the bottom hem of my sweater. Slowly, inch, by inch, up under my shirt, across my stomach his hand roamed ‘til it reached my breast. His large, warm hand covered my bra, encased breast. I softly moaned my approval.
As Jay was gently fondling my breast, I let my hand slowly roam from his face to the zipper of his jeans. I opened my hand to fully feel his erection through his jeans. His kiss increased in intensity, our heads moving from side to side, from one direction to another to kiss harder. Expressing through our kissing our increasing need to feel each other skin to skin, to make love.
We broke the kiss when Jay pulled the hem of my sweater up to take it off. I felt his warm arms go around me to unhook my bra. Jay slowly pulled the straps down my arms, exposing for the first time in person, my 40DD breasts. He bent his head down to suck on my nipples. I let him do this for only a minute, for I wished to shed his shirt as well. I sat up and pulled the hem of Jay’s shirt from the top of his jeans and pulled it up over his head and put it on the floor.
He laid across me, pushing me down into the couch, his warm hairy chest against mine. As he kissed me down my throat, I could feel his state of arousal increasing as his body laid across my legs. Jay’s hands cupped my breasts, my fingers threaded though his hair, holding his mouth to my nipples. I threw my head back as he traveled down my stomach, kissing as he went. Jay searched my skirt, trying to find the zipper. I showed him the zipper on the left side. He slowly pulled it down. Then he slid the skirt down my legs after I raised my hips to allow him to remove the skirt more easily.
I laid there on the couch as he looked at my body. I felt like covering up, I’m not too proud of my body, but he wouldn’t l
et me. He sat there and stared at, what he considered, my beautiful body. His hands caressed me from my shoulders, across my breasts and down my stomach. Jay hooked his fingers into the top edge of my panties and pulled them off. Then he slowly removed each stocking.
He lightly ran his hand down between my hips to touch my hot wetness. My eyes were locked on his until he slid a finger inside me. I couldn’t help but throw my head back and close my eyes. Jay told me he couldn’t believe how wet I was. I told him he aroused me to that point. The next thing I knew, Jay put his head between my legs and I felt his cool breath against my heat. My hands went to his head, holding him there. I nearly came instantly when Jay slid his tongue into me. It felt so wonderful.
As Jay licked my pussy, he flicked my clit with his thumb. He was making me so wet. My hips slightly thrusting to meet his tongue and thumb. He looked up at me, and as our eyes met, he replaced his tongue by sliding two fingers of his other hand into my pussy. That made me buck harder. I was thrusting so hard and becoming so wet, I knew that at any moment I would be coming. And I did. Jay leaned over and kissed me as his fingers continued to slide in and out of me, getting wetter as I came.
Then his fingers stilled. I had to catch my breath.
After a moment, when I had come back to my senses, I sat up. I began to unfasten Jay’s jeans. It was a little difficult to get them unzipped because his erection had made his jeans a bit tighter. Finally I was able to get them undone and pulled them down his hips. After removing his jeans, I was met with the sight of his boxers tented from his erection. I pulled them down his hips and completely off of him.
Finally I was able to hold the warmth of his cock in my hands. I moved over a bit on the couch and had him sit down. After caressing Jay’s cock for a little bit, I got down on the floor between his knees. Keeping eye contact with him, I slowly lowered my mouth down to his cock. I didn’t fully take it in immediately. I had one hand around the base of Jay’s cock holding it in place as I slowly put the tip of my tongue to its head.
The moan I heard from Jay told me he loved what I was doing. I looked up to see his eyes on me. I smiled as our eyes met just before lowering my mouth fully down around his cock. Jay threaded his fingers through my hair, holding my head down between his legs. I could feel the moisture build between my legs again as Jay was communicating his pleasure to me. I stroked the base of his cock as my hot, wet mouth sucked his cock, moving up and down. I slowly brought my mouth to the tip of his head, pulling it out to run my tongue down the underneath of his erection. I ran my tongue up and down, loving the taste of him, the feel of him. I kissed my way back to the tip of Jay’s cock. Then I moistened my lips with the tip of my tongue and took his cock back into my mouth.
I only had a chance to suck his cock a couple more minutes before Jay pulled me up to straddle his lap. As I lowered myself down around his cock, Jay took a breast in each of his hands and alternately sucked on each nipple. I rocked back and forth, my head back, enjoying the sensations his attention to my breasts was causing. My wetness increased, I bucked back and forth on Jay’s lap faster, harder. The pressure became more intense. I took Jay’s head in my hands to bring his lips to mine as I orgasmed.
I rested against his chest as I regained my breath, my breasts flat against his chest, my head on his shoulder. I felt Jay’s full erection throbbing inside my tight walls. I looked up into his eyes, a smile across his lips. I smiled as I lowered my mouth to Jay’s for another kiss.
Jay pulled from our kiss as he laid me on the couch. Kissing me, he entered me. I pulled my legs up around his hips and locked my ankles across Jay’s butt. Jay kissed me as he pumped his cock in and out of me. I felt the wetness building again caused by the throbbing of Jay’s cock as it went in and out of my pussy. I felt him so deep. My head went back again as Jay’s mouth kissed my neck and down to my breasts. I clenched my legs tighter around his hips to hold him deeper inside me as I felt my next orgasm come on. I moaned, letting Jay know without actual words how good it felt to have his body joined to mine.
Jay sat up, pulling me to a sitting position as well. Standing up, he took my hand and led me to the floor. I knew what Jay wanted without him having to tell me what to do.
I got down on my knees, my hands out in front of me. I looked behind me as Jay got down on his knees behind me. His cock easily slid inside me because my pussy was so wet from my multiple orgasms. Jay grabbed my hips as he slid in and out of me. It felt so wonderful. Doggy style is my favorite of all positions. As Jay pushed his cock into me, I told him to fuck me harder. This aroused Jay to the point of no return. He pulled my hips to him harder and faster. I heard him panting, moaning. Then he told me he was about to cum. I asked him to cum, I needed him to cum and told him that I would cum one more time with him. One last final thrust and I felt the fluid leaving him and entering me. Our juices mixed inside my body. Jay thrust deep inside me as he came. All I could do was thrust back against him and stay in that one spot until Jay’s final thrust from coming was stilled. We stayed there on the floor, on our knees with Jay still inside me, his arms around me until we both calmed down.
After a few minutes, we got up from the floor and sat down on the couch. Jay put his arm around my shoulders, holding me tight. We kissed and talked of him having to go home soon, but that we would keep in touch. He’d talk to me from work as often as possible. We agreed that he would make sure to let me know if and when he had to come back to San Antonio so that we could see each other again.
And he did…
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((Authors Note — here’s the third and final episode of my Batgirl Begins trilogy. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I’ve enjoyed writing about my favourite super-heroine. As with all such series, it’s probably best to read episodes one and two first, but if you can’t wait here’s a very, very brief summary of events so far. Batgirl (Barbara Gordon) has just started out on solo patrols. With Batman’s help she captures a dangerous criminal called Marco. Flushed with success she goes to Wayne...
((Authors Note – Please note that this is adult fiction, so only read further if you qualify! This is the second part of three covering Batgirl’s experiences after the ‘Wins’ series. As before, it’s best read after Part 1, but just as a quick summary… Batgirl has just about recovered from her traumatic experience with Batman (see Batgirl Wins), and has surprisingly been reconciled with Catgirl again, just as danger threatens from another quarter when Catwoman receives a dire threat from a...
Harriet’s Hutch, Gotham City Center “Hay boss?” the shop clerk called to the store owner, “Is it me or has there been a run on rubber this past week?” “Rubber, leather, vegan leather, vinyl, wetlook, strap-ons, sex toys, bondage gear…” the owner said looking around the depleted stocks, “Last time I saw something like this was the week before the fetish shop I use to work at sponsored a kink convention.” “Wonder what caused it?” Maurice Wayne Arts exhibition hall, Gotham College- One week...
"That stupid bat" shouted Harley "why does he have to go around and ruin everything". The Joker came up with a plan to poison gothams water supply, well it wasn't really a poison it was more of an aphrodisiac. Harley didn't actually know why the Joker would want to do that. When she asked him all he said was that it would make it easier to take over gotham. Harley like every time she heard one of the Joker's schemes, she just went along with it. Harley was barely able to escape from the bat,...
Your friends are eager to pillage Gotham and take what they want. You on the other hand have your eyes on me. Your wall of fame glistens as the keys to your dungeon shimmer. Each key leads to a slave compartment belonging to you and your buddies. You sigh and go through the list to conquer Gotham, too easy you mutter. The sun goes down and you take action, hopping out the window
BDSMAls Barbara Wilson (Alicia Silverstone) vor einem Monat nach Gotham City kam, um ihren Onkel Alfred zu besuchen, hat sie kaum davon geträumt, maskiert und in ein schwarzes Cape gekleidet gegen das Verbrechen in Gotham City zu kämpfen. Inzwischen verstärkt sie als Batgirl das Team von Batman und Robin. Doch obwohl sie sich in den Kämpfen mit Mr. Freeze, Poison Ivy und Bane mehr als tapfer geschlagen hat, beschleicht sie das Gefühl, dass ihre Partner nicht mit ihr zufrieden sind und gut auf sie...
CLAIRE KENT, ALIAS SUPER-SISTER: THE BOY FROM GOTHAM by BobH (c) 2011 All characters herein are the property of DC Comics. This story is a sequel to the following tales, which are also available here on fictionmania: 1/ CLAIRE KENT, ALIAS SUPER-SISTER: THE BEGINNING 2/ CLAIRE KENT, ALIAS SUPER-SISTER: THE RETURN OF SUPERBOY *********************** Prologue: The small, blue and red rocketcraft arced through the cold, lifeless void between the stars, its tiny infant...
(One of a series of stories sequel to the original Showoff) It was easy to find additional yard tasks for Eric to keep him close to my windows two or three days each week. Today he was over cleaning the pool for example, right outside my bedroom window where last week he watched me getting dressed. I watched the handsome young man, wearing a low-slung pair of swim trunks as he used a long-handled skimmer whisking away leaves and other debris. He is lean and sleek in appearance, much like the...
“So Watson, where the hell is Howe?” the Lt asked. “She called me this morning. She said she was stopping by the personnel office. Before you ask I have no idea why.” I said. “So, you haven’t seen her since the shooting,” he asked. “I carried her Eclairs the morning after. She has been calling me every day since. I think it’s so I won’t stop by again. I knew she put in for an extension of her days off,” I explained. “So did I Marion, I had to approve it. She looked pretty rough when she...
Mary Ann had a large crowd at her memorial service. I went for Sally, not Mary Ann. She was a stupid bitch, as far as I was concerned. She didn’t deserve to die, but she had to know that what she did was dangerous. Any half smart individual, knowing what she knew, would never have agreed to meet up with that jihadist asshole. “I won’t speak ill of he dead, just know my sympathy is for baby Sparrow.” I whispered to Maze. Maze sat between me and Sally, since Sally was still really pissed at me....
Men are entitled to use faggots as a source of pleasure, entertainment and service. It’s a basic law of nature. And yet, some Men are not fully enlightened about the ways in which fags can be utilized and leveraged. To assist them in their exploitation of faggots, therefore, i have compiled a list of 115 ways for Tops, Alphas, Doms, Superiors, Masters and Sirs to use and abuse faggots, bottoms, betas, omegas, pigs, slaves, sluts, pups, subs and all other variety of inferiors:Sit back and make...
Chapter 1: Our minds are such fickle masters of our actions. What is it that makes us so suddenly fall in love so that we can no longer bear to exist without someone? How does our mind become so mesmerised that its judgment is totally abandoned? And yet how fickle it is, that we can just as easily fall out of love again and no longer care whether we see that same person? That suddenly our life seems so much better without them. How can such an irreversible change happen so suddenly and so...
I’m not a young guy anymore. Modesty prevents me from telling you my age, but I’m in my mid-fifties. And I think it would be a safe bet that there aren’t too many guys my age who can say that they get to enjoy sex with a younger woman. Of course, then again, I don’t think that there are many guys out there who can say that they get to fuck their daughter-in-laws either! Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know what some of you out there are probably thinking, and quite frankly, I don’t care. You can call me a...
This is not a ‘story’ in the sense of fiction or fantasy just something that happened last month. It’s not that dramatic but I found it exciting and decided to share.My wife is an exhibitionist and goes out wearing seamed stockings and stiletto heels. However, when the weather gets very warm she tends to stop wearing stockings out and prefers to wear tops which show off her big bust to good effect – she’s a 40E cup.Recently she bought some tight leather-look trousers and was delighted with the...
Showtime for Teri By Teri Franken Chapter 1 My name is Teri and I am 28 years old. I have been a closet sissy for as long as I can remember. My parents knew that I was not your typical child and they let me live how I wanted to and did not judge me, they just loved me unconditionally. I grew up loving everything that a little boy typically doesn't like, such as dresses and dolls. My parents were concerned that I would be a target for bullies, so I was home schooled, took my GED...
Reddit BigTiddyGothGF, aka r/BigTiddyGothGF! Maybe it’s all that fucking moping around that they do, but goth babes make my dick do backflips over itself every time I see one of them being slutty. There’s something irresistible about some of them. No, I’m not talking about the goth freaks that sit in the middle of a pentagram and drinking goat’s blood while reciting spells from Harry Potter they memorized when they were seven. ThePornDude is referring to the goths who have this attitude that...
Reddit NSFW ListGothic Girl, Great Gal: Sexy Story of Anna from Virgin to SlaveThe sexy story of Gothic Girl was public for a few years. She told how she got involved in BDSM.Right from the start of her first affair, with a dominant elder man, she still a student virgin.Next she was slave girl for a sexy cute couple, who took her to meetings with more like-minded.She related her hot adventures in detail, with style and taste, pictures added for instruction!Gothic Girl, Erotic Encounter in Polish PlayboyAround...
"Thank God you're here, miss. We've been expecting you for a while now." The rugged officer in charge of the operation shook your hand and handed you a paper cup of coffee. You were hunkering down behind a cruiser parked outside the entrance to the National Bank, one of many such vehicles forming a perimeter around the building. "The alarm went off about 30 minutes ago, we had people here within minutes and we guess that's when the robbers decided to take hostages instead of running. We haven't...
Reddit Goth Sluts, aka r/GothSluts! We all have a certain type of a girl we are into, and if you clicked on this subreddit, then it is safe to say that you are very much into the Goth girls, right? I mean, why else the fuck would you actually check out a subreddit with the name Goth Sluts, if that is not what the fuck you are into? Well, I am here to tell you all about r/gothsluts/ and what you can expect, so sit back, relax, and enjoy my amazing review.First of all, I want to just say that...
Reddit NSFW ListExpand Your Goth Boundaries By Chrissy Canada Chapter 1 This is the story of how I came to be. My name is, or was Chris. Now I only go by one name, Chrissy. I had struggled with this problem for some time, sure I had had girlfriends, but always deep down I had the feeling that I was different. When I saw a beautiful woman, I didn't give much thought to her. Mostly I gave thought to what she was wearing. So time flies by and...
It started after a date, we'd both taking a girl friend to a Friday Barn Dance and after went and parked and make out, of course neither one of Us got further then kissing steeling a feel. Worked up horny as hell took them home and went to Howard's to drop him off. We both complained about how hard up we were and by the time we parked in his driveway we were both fondling our hard-ons through our Levi's. Howard said something like "Damn I need to get a nut & we both unbuttoned our Levi's...