Summers in Dallas Part 4
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Have you ever had one of those moments in your life where you weren’t quite sure if it was a dream or not? One of those moments where everything is so perfect that it could only be a dream? Well my name is Sean, and I had one such moment, an unforgettable day, with an unforgettable woman.
It started out innocent enough. I had taken a vacation for the summer back to my home town. You know, taking some time away from all the noise of the city. Now my home town is one of those small towns that are nestled in the middle of tree covered mountains in the Northwest. One of those places that everyone wants to visit, but not many people want to live there.
Well one day I was out for a walk in the woods when I came across a very familiar building. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out where I knew it from though. I racked my brain for a few moments trying to recall how it was that I knew this place. But I just couldn’t place it. That’s when I heard her, from one of the windows of the house an angel was calling my name.
‘Sean? Is that really you Sean?’
I just stood there, completely taken aback that she knew who I was. She had already disappeared from the window and was making her way outside by the time I had come up with a list of who it could have been. My first idea was this girl Samantha. Samantha and I had been friends for as long as I can remember. We lost touch when I went to college, but I still considered her one of my closest friends.
While I was standing there, lost in thought, she had made her way outside and was looking very intently at me as she approached. When she was 100% sure of who I was, she ran at me and jumped on to me and squeezed me tight.
‘Holy Shit! It really is you Sean! What are you doing here?’
I was still in shock that she recognized me. But at the last possible moment it registered that this was indeed Samantha.
‘Oh my god! Samantha! You really grew up in my absence. You look amazing!’
‘You don’t look half bad yourself Sean.’
There was a sly little smile that darted across her supple red lips momentarily. She always did have such red lips…even without the make-up that she insisted was mandatory. But she used to be quite small and awkward. Almost sickly thin as I remember, she definitely wasn’t the prettiest girl in school. But she always had some athlete or another as a boyfriend.
After 5 years she had finally filled out. She really was beautiful now. Not a single ounce of awkwardness was left either. Her breasts were full and supple and she no longer looked like a toothpick. Her hair was longer than I remember, it was waist length now. It was a beautiful red-brown that shown in the warm spring sun light. I almost got a hard on just looking at her.
‘I was just actually taking a trip down memory lane. Quite literally in fact, do you remember that trail in the woods we used to walk down?’
‘Of course I do Sean. I still walk down it.’
‘Well would you care to join me then? For old times’ sake?’
‘Absolutely, just let me get a few things.’
‘I’ll wait right here kiddo.’
She ran back to the house and was only gone for a few moments. When she emerged from the house, she was carrying a back pack and two umbrellas. I was confused by the umbrellas though, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky…and the forecast had said it was supposed to be clear all week.
‘Here city boy, you might need this.’ She cooed as she handed me one of the umbrellas.
‘If you say so, but I’m pretty sure that it’s not going to rain today…or even this week.’
‘You’ve been away to long Sean. You depend too much on the weather man and not enough on what you know. But it’s ok. You have been away for 5 years.’
With that said, we began our little journey down memory lane. It was like I had never left. We acted just like we were in High School again. Me smoking a cigarette as we strolled along, her making fun of me and telling me how gross I was for smoking…then she would light up with a little giggle following shortly after.
We came to a small clearing in the woods where we could see the sky through the trees. The forest floor was covered in pine needles and the occasional leaf from an oak tree. There was a little pond in the middle of the clearing that was fed by the creek that ran through the forest. Frogs sang, and the dragonflies darted back and forth across the water’s edge. Butterflies played around the cattails while the chipmunks chattered and played tag in the tree branches over head.
‘Perfect’
It was the only thing I could think to say. There really were no words to describe the scene before me. I really was home, there was no doubt about it.
‘Good. Then we will stop here.’
She took the back pack off, opened it up and pulled out a blanket and two small pillows. I have no idea how she fit all of that in her bag, it wasn’t even that big. She spread out the blanket over the pine needles like she was making a bed for royalty. After seeing to the perfection of the blanket, she laid down on it and patted the space next to her.
‘Won’t you please join me Sean?’
‘I would love to.’
We laid there on the blanket staring at the clouds for what must have been an hour. We just lay there, going over the memories from our past. Laughing and smiling, just enjoying each other’s company. It was quickly becoming the perfect day.
Over time we slowly moved closer to each other. Soon our shoulders were touching we had moved so close to each other. After a few seconds of thought I took her hand in mine. Samantha stopped in mid sentence and looked over at me…as soon as I turned my head to look at her, she stole a little kiss…it was something like a nervous school girl would have done.
I was a little shocked at the moment and wasn’t sure what to think. It took me a moment to gather my wits enough to figure out what had just happened. I turned my head back to look at Samantha again. Once again, as soon as I looked at her, she kissed me again…only this time I kissed her back. I reached over to pull Samantha closer to me while I kissed her. I held Samantha tight and kissed her deep…I wasn’t sure why I was doing it or what had come over me…but I didn’t stop.
After a few moments of kissing, she pulled away and looked at me. Without saying anything, she got up and straddled me. No words were exchanged…just a look, a look that can only be described as saying ‘I’m going to show you what you’ve been missing all of these years.’
Samantha then leaned in once more and kissed me again. This time she put everything she had into it. Slowly and gently she ran her hands over my face, through my hair, and over my chest. Touching every part of me she could reach from on top of me.
She slowly slid back a little bit and pulled me up so that I was sitting upright. She gently pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on a nearby log. Samantha pushed me back down and leaned in and kissed me once more. But it was brief. She sat back up and said, ‘Now be still. I’m going to take my time with you.’
Just before leaning down again, Samantha looked at me in a coy sort of way and bit her bottom lip. She only took a second, and then leaned in and began to kiss at my neck. Ever so gently she kissed up and down the side of my neck. It sent shivers up and down my spine. No one had ever been as gentle with me as she was being right then. It was enough that I let out a little moan. I guess that excited her a little…because she suddenly sank her teeth into my neck. I gasped…there was no stopping it, I was relieved that she was the only one there to hear it.
I got tired of being the only one without a shirt on after a while…so I sat up and began to slowly remove Samantha’s shirt. It didn’t stop her…she just changed the side of my neck that she was kissing. I was taken aback by the girl’s persistence. She fought a little when I started to pull
her shirt off over her head, she didn’t want to stop kissing me. It was well worth the effort though, removing her shirt revealed her ample sun kissed breasts, she was wearing no bra.
I seized the opportunity to take one of her perfect breasts into my mouth. Her skin tasted as sweet as her mouth. She gasped a little at what I had done, she allowed it for only a moment. She gently pushed me away and laid me back down.
‘No, No little boy. You can’t have that yet. You just lie there until I am finished with you.’
I had no response, there really was nothing for me to say. So I just lay there and let her have her way with me. She made sure that it was painful and amazingly blissful all at once. I’m not sure how, but she did.
Samantha returned to kissing my neck. She was just as gentle as she was the first time. Only now she started to make her way down towards my chest. She stopped momentarily to give each of my nipples a quick taste, then she continued to work her way down. I could fight it no longer, I had a massive hard on, and it was all her doing. No woman that I had ever been with before had been able to make me that hard. It was fucking amazing.
She gave an evil sort of giggle that let me know that not only was she pleased, but that she was well aware it was all her doing. She continued to tease me, she was driving me insane. I wanted so much to show her exactly what she had done to me. But I did as she asked and just laid there.
Right then, Samantha began to show me all the practice that she had gotten since high school. I would soon learn that it was quite a bit. She began by undoing my jeans with just her mouth…nothing else. Of course I was so hard that she didn’t have to pull my cock out…it just kind of jumped out at her. She continued the teasing by softly licking the tip of my cock. I was at the edge right then and there, I wanted so badly to just rip her jeans off and slide inside. But I refrained.
She teased me for a few moments longer, then she took all of it into her mouth. Now, I’m not a porn star or anything, but I’m not small either. I’m a good 7 inches, and she took it all. All the way down to the balls. I was thoroughly impressed. That’s when I got the full extent of her abilities, coherent thought was not possible. I could not use words. I had been reduced to gibberish and moaning. I let it go on for a few moments longer, but eventually I couldn’t take it. Besides that, I wasn’t going to last much longer at that rate.
I gently raised her head and gazed deep into her beautiful blue eyes.
‘Now it’s your turn kiddo.’
I slowly rolled her over on to her back and began to return the amount of attention she had shown me. I started by gently nibbling at her ears, then working my way down her neck. Switching between kisses and little nibbles, I worked my way down one side of her neck, across her collar bone, and up the other side. She writhed gently underneath me, cooing in pleasure.
I began to kiss my way down over her chest, finally getting my opportunity take her breasts into my mouth once again. I gave them both ample attention, savoring both the taste and the reaction that it brought about. After a good five minutes of teasing her nipples, I started to make way down to her waist line. Unfortunately I am not as talented as Samantha…I had to use my hands to undue her pants.
I slowly pulled her jeans off and tossed them aside. I kissed gently along her panty line, contemplating the events to come, the taste, the smell, the response, and how long I would be able to keep it up before I absolutely had to be inside of her.
Once I removed her panties, I was struck with a giddy sense of awe. Never before, in all of my experiences, with all of the women that I had been with through to that point, had I ever seen such a magnificent example of the female anatomy. Her lips were tight and smooth, not a single flaw on them. Her clit petite and well kept, showing that she took that extra care when she shaved. Her hole was soft and all to inviting, the poster child for the perfect pussy.
I took it all in for a brief moment, and then I began to gently return the favor she had so fervently bestowed on me just ten minutes before. I started in slowly, first drawing in the sinful aroma that her excitement had created. I began with small circles around her hard clit, rolling the tip of my tongue ever so gently over it. I slowly added more and more pressure, coaxing little moans from between her red lips.
I slowly worked my way down the length of her wet slit, drawing ever closer to her soft, moist opening. The taste of her juices was so good it had to have been a sin to do what I was doing. Like Eve tasting the forbidden apple, her juices were not meant for just any man. The gods had made this one special, made her with one man in mind.
I flicked my tongue up and down the length of her slit, savoring every last drop of her heavenly juices. Never before had I ever tasted a pussy so good. Her moans steadily increased in frequency and volume. It was starting to give me an ego. The look in her eyes at the beginning of my southward journey said that you are in for a challenge.
Her moans were good…but I needed more, I wanted to hear her scream. I needed to hear her scream. Which meant it was time to step it up a little bit if I was going to get what I wanted. I gently slid two fingers knuckle deep into her moist pussy, it was even softer than I imagined. It was going to be heavenly wrapped around my hard cock. But that was to come later.
I gradually increased the speed with which I slid my fingers in and out of her marvelous pussy. Her moans grew louder with the rhythm of my fingers. It still wasn’t enough…she still wasn’t screaming. Being ever more determined to hear this goddess scream at my bidding, I took her clit into my mouth and sucked firmly. My hand was now moving at an incredible rate, I was putting a considerable amount of pressure on her clit as well.
After that, it was only a matter of time. In fact, it didn’t really take all that long. A few short moments later she had a hold of the back of my head, pushing it hard into her pussy. The harder she pushed the harder I sucked and the faster my hand moved. Her body tensed up, took a deep breath, and let out a scream powerful enough to wake an entire city block. I would have smiled at my achievement, but she had filled my mouth with the precious juices of her essence. I savored every last drop that she had given me and swallowed slowly. Grateful for the gift this goddess had just bestowed on me.
At that moment in time I remember thinking to myself, ‘I could never have asked for anything this perfect.’ Because that is exactly what it was, perfect to that last drop. But it wasn’t over yet, I had to focus. I had to make this as perfect for her as it was for me.
‘Oh my god, I didn’t…know that was even possible. I have never come that hard before, ever.’
I couldn’t help the smile that shot across my face. I knew it was going to cause trouble in one way or another, but I couldn’t stop it.
‘Alright smart ass, get up here.’
Samantha pulled me up and looked deep into my eyes, like she was reading my very soul. Without warning she leaned in and kissed me again. She kissed me like it was the last time she would ever get to do it and she wanted me to remember it forever. She pulled me close to her and rolled me over onto my back. She stopped kissing me and looked deep into my eyes. With a soothing combination of care and lust in her voice, she gently cooed, ‘Now it’s your turn stud.’
She kept her eyes locked on mine while she slowly slid down the length of my cock. Samantha arched her back and let out a fulfilled moan, ‘That is magnificent.’
I had to agree with her. In fact, the way that her perfect pussy felt around my cock was so much better than I could have imagined. If I knew the words to describe the way it felt, believe me I would do so. The only t
hing that could possibly come close is, heavenly. But that somehow doesn’t do it justice.
Samantha slowly slid up and down the length of my cock, basking in every little sensation that shot through her body. Every little tingle was accompanied by a look of sheer satisfaction. She took her time, not rushing to climax. It was like she had been waiting for that moment for a very long time and was afraid it would be the only time she would ever have me.
She was very hesitant to pick up anymore speed, she was insistent on making it last. In due time she was forced to pick up the pace, as much as she wanted it to last forever, she wanted to feel me cum inside of her even more.
She continued to run the length of my cock, gradually picking up speed until you could hear our bodies slamming together. After only a few moments she was coming again. This time the scream that escaped her body caused every animal in the vicinity to either flee or look on in curiosity. The whole of the forest was now audience to our escapade.
It took her a moment to regain her composure this time. Her orgasm had shaken her to the core, making her breath shallow and rapid. Her whole body was trembling with ecstasy. I didn’t know if she had the energy to finish me off. Boy was I in for a pleasant surprise. After her shakes had subsided, she once again picked up her rapid pace. She slid the entire length of my cock, tip to balls, without any hesitation.
It didn’t take long after she resumed riding my cock that I felt that oh so familiar tingle in my groin. It was finally my turn to come. The sensation shot through my entire body…my head fell back and my eyes searched for some unseen mark in the trees that surrounded. I let out a loud powerful yell and let it all out. Her pussy clenched once more in orgasm as my load slammed into the back of it. She let loose a scream that was far louder than any of her previous screams. It even made me seem quiet.
After we had both finished, she doubled over on to my chest and lay there panting. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly. After a few seconds I decided to roll her over so that we could clean up a little.
‘Don’t even think about it little boy.’
She said it with a sort of quiet force, the kind of force that requires obedience. So I didn’t move. I just lie there, thinking to myself how I could very easily do this every day…
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It was one of the gorgeous summer’s days that appear in April when it’s totally unexpected and stunning. Sunshine has always made me very horny (just ask any of my ex’s that I’ve been on holiday with – I become insatiable)So I woke up to find that the sun was out and it just felt like a great day. I pottered into the kitchen in my silk nightdress to get a drink and spotted the young fit window cleaner...that boy doesn’t have a clue how hot he is. I stood in the kitchen for what felt like...
I can only imagine what life would be like with her. That future is perfect, immaculately flawless, yet I know life is never without an imperfection. There will always be a negative to a positive, bad luck to good luck, a downfall to an up rising. And yet I expect so highly and I expect perfection that could never be accomplished, even in a hundred lifetimes. Dramatic lies and brutal honesty contrast yet without one, the other ceases to exist. The pretense that I live and the limitations that I...
LesbianI have previously posted several stories on Literotica under another pen name. For a year I have stopped writing and now feel the need to put some more words on paper, so to speak. Previously I explored certain fetishes and more ‘edgy’ topics that felt tantalizing and compelling at the time. This story, however, is less risqué, but is one of far more honestly than what I have written before. I hope you enjoy it, and always welcome critique and constructive criticism. While based on actual,...
In my red, candy red suit I'm sitting on the couch. My legs, back and shoulders straight and the remote control of the sound system in my hand. I’m enjoying the melodramatic darkwave music of Blutengel. I turn down the volume when my little girl enters the living room.With small steps she walks on beautiful black colored shoes with high heels, to the center of the room. Her posture is, as I have learned her, perfect. She faces me with her feet facing forward, her back is straight and she rolls...
‘Hey Kody, wanna go campin?’ If I heard that line one more time from him I was going to knock him on his ass. Ever since the first time I’d met him, Trevor had been trying to get me to sleep with him by using that line. At 5’11’, 160 lbs with long brown hair and those bright blue eyes that most women swoon over, not to mention his tanned athletic body, Trevor had come to the conclusion that he was God’s gift to women. Not that I blame him for reaching this conclusion, for as I look around, I...
Course 8 / Day 48: Course Progress Meeting Participant Notes: Fifty Jo: My aim with Fifty was that on her return she should be reintegrated into the course as quickly as possible. There are still eight days before she completes the course and the time needs to be used effectively to minimise any detrimental impact of the "rendition" fiasco as far as possible. Anyway it is time for her to try to put what she has learned into practice in a more integrated way. Jenny's Recollections It's...
Thunder cracked its fiery whip against the verdant landscape of the Orelas Valley as Elizabeth descended inside the cavernous gash of the cave mouth. Rain pelted her luscious figure as though it were a desperate admirer, plastering her silk burgundy dress against her body as she escaped its smothering embrace and conjured a bright green flame to illuminate her path. She shivered as she descended down the narrow passageway holding her flame close to her body to keep warm, rain dripping down her...
FantasyYou enter the door and find a magnificently decorated room. The soft glow of the innumerable candles compliments it well. You survey the room and the curtains softly blowing in the breeze catches your eyes. You look through the open doors and find my figure on the balcony. It’s impossible for me to not to have heard you come in but I have made no effort to turn and face you. You deliberately drop your keys on the table but I still show no response. This puzzles you…so you walk towards me. The...
I guess we all walk around with a lot of preconceived notions about things and, I suppose, for most of them, we carry them with us throughout our life. But there are a few that, in living our lives, we run dead up against an exception to these firmly-implanted ideas and they have to change. That happened to me last year when Olivia and I were looking for a house to buy. Olivia is my girlfriend, we’d been together nearly five years and felt really good with each other and had decided to do what...
I guess we all walk around with a lot of preconceived notions about things and, I suppose, for most of them, we carry them with us throughout our life. But there are a few that, in living our lives, we run dead up against an exception to these firmly-implanted ideas and they have to change. That happened to me last year when Olivia and I were looking for a house to buy. Olivia is my girlfriend, we'd been together nearly five years and felt really good with each other and had decided to do what...
MatureShe tingled. That's how she felt to Joey. Sarah tingled. Her lips were soft and warm, and there was a slight tickling texture about her, like a faint layer of static electricity was covering her lips. It was a delightful kiss, filled with an intense curiosity and accented by a quivering excitation. Her breathing came in short ragged gasps, and her young body trembled as the pleasures revealed themselves to her. He could feel within her mind a tempest of activity, flashing bursts of...
But for the everyday men with no severe aliments this can help.It could be small bad habits and all it takes is one to shut down the others.Now some stuff you will not like to hear because it requires a sacrifice, but nothing is free-no pump no hump.Women have gotten mad at me for not cumming cause I kept my erection so well,they thought I wasn't turned on enough and it had nothing to do with that. Since I was pup masturbater I trained myself to be a stamina lover and used techniques not...
Arnie Miller was an anachronism, a successful regional newspaper editor with his feet planted firmly in the middle of the 20th Century. Unreconstructed, he smoked and drank alcohol in the office despite both being illegal or against company rules. He wore a creased suit, his tie loose and his hair ruffled. He was rude and played the “nobody is as busy as me” card.‘What’ya got, Charlie?’He spoke like an American cliché despite being English Westcountry born and bred. It was all bluster really....
LesbianI HAVE JUST MOVED, I HAD TO. MY LIFE WAS SO HECTIC AND BUSY THAT I CRAVED PEACE AND QUIET AND NEEDED TIME TO RELAX. ALSO TO ESCAPE FROM CRAZY EX GIRLFRIENDS. SO I MOVED TO A NICE RESIDENTIAL AREA WHERE 90% OF THE PEOPLE WERE MIDDLE AGED, 50 TO 70+. IT WAS NICE AND IT WAS QUIET. MY FLAT WAS A SPACIOUS 2 BEDROOM APPARTMENT WITH A BALCONY AND I ALSO HAD MY VERY OWN HOT TUB WHICH I USED A LOT. MOSTLY AT NIGHT AND I WAS ALWAYS NAKED AS IT WAS SECULDED. I MET A LOT OF NICE PEOPLE AND MADE SOME...
As the sport bikes flitted in and out of traffic, every guy with a pulse froze, staring as the girls zipped by. The leader of the group turned down a side street toward the beach, the others following like ducklings. As her friends parked around her, she set the bike on its kick stand and swung herself off. With practiced ease she pulled off her helmet, setting her long blond hair free, allowing it to tumble down the middle of her tanned back. She kicked off her shoes then reached down...
Every teenager imagines their first time, right? Girls often imagine it being romantic and sappy, while boys, not so much perhaps. I had always imagined losing my virginity being a certain way. I can honestly say that while it was nothing like how I had planned, it was definitely not a disappointing experience. I had never been the type of girl to have relationships as a teenager. I fooled around sometimes with boys, but never dated. When I was seventeen however, I had my first relationship...
I'm Joe McHenry and this is the story. I love her. Kylie Colvin. Young, blonde, funny, sexy, and great in bed. Doesn't get better. It all started when her friends pushed her into me. I was in 8th grade and she was in 7th. She told her friends that I was cute and they were obsessed with getting her and I together. Anyways, she was pushed. A little hard I might add. It caused her to go straight into an unassuming Joe and we toppled to the ground with her on top of me. She was blushing and said,...
RomanceWith Sophie standing over me, I feel the massive butt plug force its way up my hole, as I sit down on it. Going past its widest point of 32 cm circumference, I can barely contain myself. The pressure is so intense I gasp for air. She puts her hands on my shoulders and push me further down. I gasp again as I squirt a bit of pee. Sophie smiles and nods approvingly, “That’s a good girl!”.Sitting with my full weight on the plug, Sophie starts to tie me up. First both legs folded, then securing my...
Every teenager imagines their first time, right? Girls often imagine it being romantic and sappy, while boys, not so much perhaps. I had always imagined losing my virginity being a certain way. I can honestly say that while it was nothing like how I had planned, it was definitely not a disappointing experience. I had never been the type of girl to have relationships as a teenager. I fooled around sometimes with boys, but never dated. When I was seventeen however, I had my first relationship...
First TimeKara grabbed her backpack and walked out the side door of her mother’s house. Jenny was waiting in the driveway, sitting behind the wheel of her new Honda Accord. Jenny had turned sixteen a few months ago and her father had bought it for her and Kara had to make every effort to suppress her jealousy. She would be turning sixteen next month too but she knew better than to hope for a new car. Her single mother could never afford it and her father (wherever he was) wasn’t too good about keeping...
We had picked up the engagement ring the day before Thanksgiving and Nicole couldn't stop looking at it. She would fidget with it, turning it back and forth with her thumb. This was all new to her, never having been engaged before. I got a clap on the shoulder from Angus when he saw it, a clear indication we had chosen well. We had asked my parents to come early on Thursday afternoon. Dinner would be served at five o'clock and I wanted them to have time to get to know the Carlisle family....
We arrived at Denise’s house and I brought my overnight bag and school backpack in. I had put them in my car earlier, expecting that I wouldn’t be going home after the workshop. I had suggested a carry-in dinner but Denise had a meal in mind to prepare, so I hung out with her as she made dinner. I tried to help, actually, but she shooed me away, saying I was distracting her. Well, I suppose I was, kissing her on her ear or neck every minute might actually be a tiny bit of a...
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Ayda was the first of the two new wives to feel the whip for anything other than playful reasons. Her failing was occasioned by the fact that when they entered the Emir's bedroom, together and holding hands in their nervousness, the Emir was not there. She opened the bathroom door and said, "There you are, darling. We're here." Moments later the Emir came out of the bathroom and calmly took a whip from the wall. "Were you not told of the protocol of the bedroom?" he asked. "Yes,...
Continuing the Summer saga, this story picks up where "Summer is Hot in Cozumel" left off. "So, John, what's the deal with you sexually propositioning Aaron?" "WHAT?!" Grinning, Summer poked him in the ribs. "Don't try to deny it, you glorious freak. I heard you on Dave's phone call, trying to talk Aaron into helping you join the Mile High Club." John leaned back and laughed, "Oh god, you heard that? Okay, fine, Summer, you're onto me! My secret is out!" Still grinning,...
The two of them walked through the double glass doors of the convenience store with a whoosh of wind following them, blowing through the center aisle way next to the service counter, magazines and pages flipping through the wind. There was no one else there but Jeff, the clerk working the register, who at the moment was using the customer restroom on the other end of the convenience store. The cameras were the only things that caught them at first.One was male, tall and skinny, seemed to hide...