Strangers
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I had been going out with Val for a few months. We had fun together and enjoyed each other’s company. We hadn’t discussed whether we were dating each other exclusively. We hadn’t said “I love you,” the charmed words that mark the boundary waters of a serious relationship. We saw each other most weekends, and occasionally during the week. Our sex was electric, and at the time the primary glue of our relationship. She was in many ways still a stranger to me, and I to her.
We were sitting at a table at a fairly ritzy downtown bar on a Friday night. Val noticed I kept staring at the woman behind her, and I was. She had arresting, firecracker red hair. She was dressed in a short skirt and a sparkling silver halter top, and showing a significant amount of cleavage and leg. It was hard not to look, and I was getting a little hard as I talked to Val, imagining bending her over the table and getting under her skirt. I tried very carefully to conceal my darting eye from Val. I was unsuccessful.
“You keep looking at something behind me.”
“No, I’m not,” I stammered, realizing it was an inexcusably lame response even as I said it. She turned to see the redhead sitting behind her.
She turned back to me. “She’s hot.”
“Yes she is.” A loaded moment passed, and I wondered if she would be angry at me. It was admittedly rude to be looking at other women while out on a date. I wasn’t sure of her reaction. I waited.
“Would you make a pass at her if I weren’t here?”
I still couldn’t tell how she was feeling. I didn’t know what to say. I decided to test the waters.
“Yeah, I might buy her a drink.”
“Would you fuck her?” She emphasized the word “fuck,” so that it came out hard and harsh and fricative.
“I might,” I said, not sure if I should be venturing into this arena or not. Val got the oddest expression on her face. I was utterly unable to read what it meant. It was like the face of someone I didn’t know.
Val said, “She’s kind of slutty,” wearing a cat and canary smile as she said it.
“Yes.”
“Does that turn you on?”
“Does what turn me on?”
“Slutty girls in bars. Picking up slutty girls in bars and fucking them.” It was the kind of thing that might have sounded angry, if said in a different tone, but a new note in her voice made it sound very sexy. I got instantly hard as I wondered where the conversation was going, my body was more aware than my mind of where this may be leading.
“It turns me on. Yes.” Then, venturing further, I added, “It’s turning me on to hear you talk about it.”
“It’s hot to imagine you picking up a strange woman and fucking her.”
I went a little deeper. “Do you want a threesome with her?”
She laughed loudly. “No.” Then she added, “I’m saying, if we weren’t together. I mean, if I was here by myself, and you were a stranger, and I was watching you. It would be fun to watch you pick up some hot stranger.”
“Do you want me to do that?”
“Don’t you wish,” she said, pairing her words with that intoxicating smile. “No, I’m just fantasizing. I’d be too jealous.” Her response was a tiny clue as to how she felt about me. All we had were clues.
She leaned in and said, “But I have the next best thing.” I asked her to tell me what, but she wouldn’t tell me, choosing to tease me instead by withholding details. My cock was hard and throbbing, imagining the possibilities. I begged for a hint.
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
I threw her against the wall of her apartment as soon as we got there, and we were fucking on the floor within minutes. No foreplay. The foreplay had been our conversation at the bar.
As she rode my cock and caressed her tits she hissed, ”You’re imaging fucking that little slut, aren’t you?”
I thrust into her harder and harder. “You’re my little slut.”
“You’re imagining ripping her clothes off and sticking your cock inside her.” She was meeting my thrusts, pinching her nipples, her pussy squeezing my cock. She was close to cumming.
“I’d fuck her right in front of you.” I was fucking her even harder now, my cock throbbing with cum.
“Would you cum on her tits?” Would you jerk off on her tits?”
“Oh God yes,” I cried, so close to cumming.
She rolled off my cock and started jerking me off with one hand while she slid two fingers of her other hand deep in her pussy.
“Cum on her tits” she snarled. “Cum on her slutty little tits.” As I groaned and shot out hot ribbons of cum all over her tits, she pressed her fingers deep into her pussy, grinding against them as she came. She lay back on the bed, her body still quivering. She rubbed my cum into her tits, playing with it, lingering on her nipples, her fingers circled them.
It was the hottest sex we had ever had. I had never seen her like this before. Perhaps I didn’t know her as well as I thought.
Perhaps I didn’t know her at all.
***
She called me at work the next Friday and told me her to meet her at the same bar. It wasn’t an unusual request.
“I might look a little different.”
“Okay,” I said, unsure, drawing the word out. “What does that mean, exactly?”
“Can’t tell you,” she said, clearly amused.
“Okay.”
“ And my name’s not Val”
I was confused. “What’s your name?”
“You’ll need to ask me.” She giggled. “I’ll be at the bar.” She hung up abruptly. I tried to concentrate on work but was unable to do so for the rest of the day, imagining what might happen that night.
As I walked in I scanned the bar for her but didn’t see her. I walked up, ordered myself a beer. Waiting, I scoped the room using the mirror behind the bar.
A redhead caught my eye in the mirror. At first I thought it might be the redhead I had been caught staring at last night.
I looked closer. It wasn’t her. It was Val.
She was dressed to fuck. No subtlety about it. She wore stiletto heels, a short red dress with black thigh highs you could see the edges of if she stood just right. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so her small, pert breasts were in full view. While her nipples weren’t visible yet, they would be soon. Her nipples got very hard and thick when she was aroused. And she would be soon, I was sure. I know I already was.
The most arousing change of all was the color of her hair. It was a much brighter red than the redhead we had seen last night, more exaggerated, certainly not a color found in nature. It was a costume. It was a disguise. It was a mystery.
I got my beer, walked over and sat next to her at the bar. I ignored her. While I nursed my beer two guys hit on her, one right after the other. She brushed them of effortlessly.
“It must be annoying to have guys trying to pick you up all night,” I said.
“Depends on the guy.” She didn’t even look at me as she said it. She sounded bored.
“How about me?”
She turned to look for the first time. “We’ll have to find out.” Her voice gave nothing away, but I noticed her nipples beginning to harden.
“Can I buy you a drink?”
“Sure. Why not?” Said as if she took pity on me, throwing a dog a bone.
“What’s your name?”
“Joy.” She smiled for the first time, just a hint. I could see Val hiding behind the smile, as if she was composed of more than one person, at once both Val and this new woman, Joy.
“Nice name. Appropriate.”
“Yes it is.” Again, she shot me that small inscrutable smile.
I asked her, “Would you like to move to a table? It’s quieter.” She sighed and acted annoyed, but half-heartedly said yes, and as she slipped off the barstool she let her dress catch on the edge so that it slid up to reveal the tops of her thigh highs. I caught her stealing a look at me, to see if I had noticed.
We got a table in the corner. We made small talk. She had an elaborate fictional history of Joy’s life. She used to live in NYC, but moved to Denver, where she lived with her sister now. They lived only a few blocks away from me. There were stories of ex-boyfriends, ex-girlfriends, a marriage that lasted 3 tumultuous months. She hinted at having been a cam girl or a stripper at one time, but she kept the details vague.
I kept to the truth for the most part. My life sounded rather boring compared to Joy’s. Out of the blue she asked me if I had a girlfriend, her eyes dancing brightly.
“Yes.”
“Is she pretty?”
“Yes she is. Effortlessly.”
“Is she sexy?”
“Oh, yeah. Very much so.”
“Do you love her?”
A long pause commenced. I had never said those words to her before. I love you. Did I? Should I tell her? Did she love me? Our game had taken a sharp turn into an entirely new direction. The moment before I spoke seemed to last forever.
I opted for honesty. I said, “I don’t know.” I didn’t know.
She looked at me, eye to eye, for a very long time, giving nothing away. Finally she said, “Well when you do know you should tell her. Either way. She deserves to know.”
Her serious gaze turned playful. “But in the meantime….” I felt her hand on my leg, under the table. She placed it on top of mine, then moved my hand to her knee. She leaned in closely and whispered, “In the meantime let me be your little slut.” She licked my ear.
The evening had taken another sharp turn, this one much more enjoyable, if equally unpredictable. I had never heard her talk like this before last night. I had never seen her dress like this, or act so blatantly sexual in public.
Who was this woman?
Whoever she was, I wanted her badly. I slid my hand under her dress, until I reached the edge of her stocking. I slipped my finger inside and played with the elastic edge. Then I pulled it back and let it snap suddenly into place with a little slap. She moaned.
“I love thigh high stockings, you know.”
“All men love thigh high stockings. Just like all men like blow jobs. And shaved pussy. You all think you are so complex. Men are all much more predictable than they think they are.” It could have sounded jaded in another context, but here it sounded like foreplay.
“And are you?”
“Am I what?”
“Shaved?” She hadn’t been last night, but I knew even before she answered that she was now.
“Why don’t you find out for yourself?”
My hand travelled up her leg. I had expected to feel the wet cloth of her panties, and play with the edges as I had with her stockings, teasing her. Instead my fingers slid directly between the wet folds of her pussy. She responded with a sharp intake of breath. Her cheeks burned, and the skin between her breasts reddened. I saw her tongue peek out from between her lips.
I had never been so turned on in my life. I had never felt her so instantly wet before.
I began to slowly run my fingers up and down her pussy lips, teasing her, never touching her clit, never putting them inside her. My cock throbbed as I watched her give into pure pleasure, closing her eyes, biting her lip. After a time she opened her eyes and leaned into me and kissed me deeply. Our tongues and lips and teeth wrestled and licked and bit, oblivious to the Friday night crowd around us. I began to slide my fingers inside her. When they were fully buried inside she pulled away and moved to my ear, bit the edge of it, and stuck her tongue deep. She pulled it out and whispered, “I need you to fuck me as soon as humanly possible.”
My eyes shot to the bathrooms, but there were lines at both doors. I didn’t want to wait until we got into bed. This had to happen now.
I spied a back door, grasped her hand and led her there, not caring about her disheveled dress and glazed fuck-me-now look, or the obvious erection I was showing the world.
We went out into the alley. There were passersby at either end, but we ignored them as I threw her against the dumpster and bent her over.
“Now,” she moaned.
I pulled up her dress. I took out my cock and slid into her soaked pussy with one slow stroke until I was all the way inside her.
“Who are you, baby?” I pushed in harder, pinning her against the metal.
“I’m your slut.”
“Say it again. Tell me.”
“I’m your slut. Fuck me like a slut.” Before the words were even fully out of her mouth I began to fuck her hard, slamming her against the metal. I’m sure we made a great deal of noise, clanging and moaning, and no doubt were heard by the people on the street, as well as the drinkers near the door inside the bar, but neither of us cared. She threw one of her legs over the top of the dumpster to give me full access to her pussy while I pulled her tits out of her dress and began to pinch her nipples.
She began to whimper, “I’m gonna cum baby, make me cum, fuck me ‘til I cum,” and all thrust together in one numinous moment her pussy began to squeeze my cock tight and her hands gripped my hands as I squeezed her tits and she began to cum, letting out a long low animal moan. My orgasm was seconds after hers, pounding my spasming cock into her as I shot load after load of cum deep inside her.
We collapsed against the dumpster, catching our breath, regaining our composure. After a moment I pulled out of her and stepped back, zipped my still quivering cock inside my pants, and turned to face her.
She stood before me, backlit by the streetlights behind her. Her bright red hair lay tousled against her face and shoulders. Her mouth was open, her lips red and full. Her eyes were like crescent moons, caught in the sidelight of the bar door. She watched me watch her as she tucked her breasts back into her dress, and pulled the dress back down into place. She was the sexiest woman I had ever met. I knew at some point she would change her clothes, wash the color from her hair, answer to her real name again. I was no longer sure which look was the true disguise, what actions were genuinely her own.
It occurred to me that none of us really knew each other. We are strangers. We talk, we text, we make love, we share meals. We tell of our childhoods, describe our dreams to each other. But we never know the truth, are never fully inside another person’s head, instead stubbornly locked inside our own.
A kiss is a leap of faith. Sex and love are forever flawed attempts to get as close as possible to someone else, to fully be inside their body, their life, their mind. They are acts of trust, as pure as any religion.
I took her hand. She leaned into my shoulder. We reentered the dim light of the bar, composing ourselves, each of us finding a face with which to greet the gathering crowd.
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I decided that I would pay a visit to my mate's house over the weekend, unannounced. There's always been an open door policy there, so basically, if you're going around, you just walk in, without knocking. So, I did the usual, expecting to see the whole family sat in the lounge, just watching TV or something, instead, as I walked through the door, my mates wife was sitting there, alone, her copy of Fifty Shades Of Grey in one hand, her other hand down the front of her skirt, which she rapidly...
I have been thinking about you all day today. We have been talking for ages it seems, but today will be the day that we finally get to meet and I have been sitting on pins and needles, wet with anticipation. I quickly undress and step into the shower, wanting to be as clean as possible for your arrival. I know that you like that. I wash my hair with wild strawberry shampoo and put conditioner in. Then I squeeze the body wash onto the sponge, and slowly wash myself, starting at my arms, going...
July 3, 1996, Chicago, Illinois I blinked several times and took a breath before responding. It didn’t help. The best I could do was contain my visceral reaction at her completely out-of-line request and her wrong-headed assumptions when she had NO idea what had happened in my life the previous eight months. “What makes you think you can make that request after refusing to talk to me for nearly eight months? And equally importantly, without explaining Alexi? And without giving me the first...
My husband and I spent the weekend of the 4th in Vegas. Flew out Friday morning. Stayed at the MGM, and flew back Sunday night. Saw the show Absinthe at Caesars Palace Friday night. What a funny show. Very crude but hilarious. But I'm sure you don't want to hear about that. What you do want to hear, is all about what happened Saturday night. After dinner at the buffet. My husband heads off to play poker, the kind they show on TV. I enjoy playing roulette. I find a table. It's crowded, but there...
My name is Chris and I'm sitting on the edge of a 6-foot-wide bed in a comfortable four-star hotel in London. I am naked except for a tight black thong. My hard cock is making a firm and very noticeable bulge in this sexy underwear. I am nervous but excited and my balls are aching with anticipation. I arrived in this room about an hour ago with a small overnight bag which contained only minimal clothing, I won't be wearing much in the hours to come, but it did contain the essential toys that...
I have, however, written and had published two articles on deviant sexual behavior and the Internet. I failed to mention in my first posting that I have an advanced degree in psychology. Had I finished my dissertation, I would have earned a Ph.D. but my life changed in ways you have already read about. But, even with only a Masters degree, I have been able to get works published. I'm proud of that. I am also proud of the fact that so much of my published material is based on first-hand...
Part I – The trap It all started 3 months back with my sister Anu when she got pregnant with her boyfriend. Anu was elder to me by 6 years and worked in a call center. At 25 years of age, she wanted to enjoy the world like anything and was a free bird in true senses. In contrast, I was a hot headed, shy traditional Indian girl with firm belief in Indian cultural values. Dev was Anu’s co worker and boyfriend for last 2 years. They both were Same in nature ‒ extrovert, flamboyant and party...
I made record time getting to the gym. I needed to see what Robert’s top secret file was about. I went straight to his office. “There are two files; one is the pictures of the dead from Windhoek. I ran them through the facial program. There were at least 20 that came up on terrorist watch lists or Interpol, which was no surprise. Two were from the Rochester group. Hagg Hasmi and Cassem Farooq; that was one surprise,” Robert said. “The second surprise was that two of them are cousins of Diya...
331 Mother begged him Part 3 He asked her to sit at the kitchen table, wanted to know the effects the bra had had, wanted to know if she had enjoyed enduring during their time together that evening, the whole scenario. She smiled, said that, “she had found the evening stimulating, and excitingly uncomfortable,” and she had enjoyed giving him the thrill that he was seeking, she was surprised at him having involved Carlos, something they had seldom done and never with folk they knew, but as she...
"dare" was her response, "ok, I dare you to get in a "69" with Linda" Cindy was bombed at this point, her speach was so slurred.She got up, took Linda by the hand & laid her down on the floor, Linda was not objecting to this, hmmm I thought, lesbians?She kneeled down over her head, lowered her pussy to where Linda dove it like it was a meal. Steph just grabbed both tits & sqeezed the together & pinched her nipples, before spreading Linda's legs & diving in herself, they were...
Hi friends. I am Raj Sharma from Mumbai. I have posted 2 stories on this site and both got a great response. Many readers here know me. To the new people lemme tell bout myself in short. I am a student..age 17.. n have a strong penis long enough to give u ladies a good pleasure…..Now let me come to the story .This story is related to my previous story “Bhabhi ki bra hook”………..Now i continued to fuck deepika bhabhi whenever i got a chance. After one month…ek din mai aur bhabhi baatien kar rahe...
IncestIt’s Saturday morning. I wake to the sound of a light rain blowing against the windows. All is quiet in the house. Opening my eyes more clearly, I see you’re still asleep. You look so peaceful lying there and for a long while, I just lay watching you. You’re so handsome and yet, you have a boyish look. I send up a silent prayer thanking God for sending me such a wonderful man. I reach to gently push your hair back and run the back of my hand across your cheek as you begin to stir. I take this...
Once a year my wife and I celebrate our wedding anniversary with something wild. It fits with our history. We pick a thing to do and leave our wedding rings at home. Basically anything goes which satisfies our sexual needs and that freedom has kept us tight as a couple. We met at a frat party. I heard that a couple of bedrooms upstairs were where some “action” was. I sipped on my latest beer as I waited in the shortest line, hearing the bed thumping and other noises louder and louder as I got...
Kristie was seventeen. I knew her mom, Kelly, We were all very good church-going friends. I liked Kristie’s mom, but couldn’t really find a way to express my feelings, so I did the next best thing- be there for her teenage daughter. Kristie, sometimes her friends from school, her mother and I often spent hours together playing board games or dominoes, sometimes until the wee hours of the morning. most usually on Sunday evenings after church services. Kristie’s mother always insisted that...
First TimeAfter Roosevelt had left. Dina went in and took another shower, she said she really didn’t get clean because she was in there giving Roosevelt a scrub down. After she got out, I asked her if I could get a blow job, because I was supper horned up.She said Dave you only get one bj a week are you sure you want to use it right now.I told her yes please I am dying for one. She said ok and I sat on the bed and she got between my legs and started sucking my cock.I came in seconds. Dina looked up at me...
“You know what the difference is between you and me? I make this look good.” He chuckled and made sure that his hair was still styled into position, Maryse had preached and showed and scrubbed him so many times while they were on their little vacation, that he now looked like she had done the work herself. The only thing that Joe didn’t know was what Maryse was going to wear, but he thought that it must be black or white since she insisted on the black with white for his suit and shirt. He...
A forty-year-old man, nearly 20 years younger than me made contact through a nudist website I belonged to and we began to correspond about things. We exchanged a few pics and discovered that we were both in the same area. Then one day he was pushing to meet. I didn’t know about that, I mean, it’s one thing to enjoy fantasies… but to really… you know… with a guy and all… I suppose that’s why it took me a little time to agree to meet this fellow. Finally, I decided to just take the bull by the...
Gay MaleI rode the bike on Friday for two hours. As I had begun to do lately, I went to the Cafe on the Square for breakfast. There was usually a deputy or two there, and since Mary Ellen was a local business women, she was a topic of conversation around there. Even if there were no cops, there was always some news that someone had gotten from a cop. The latest thing was the cops thought they might have a good lead. I thought, if the lead is the camera men, it was about fucking time. I said nothing....
This story is pure fiction. I will appreciate the e-mail and feedback that I receive. Enjoy. This story was originally submitted to another site. I have reedited some parts, but I hope that you enjoy it regardless. We got stares everywhere that we went. At first, when we were younger, it bothered us greatly. But, as we got older we didn't care. Let me explain by starting at the beginning. Our father met our mother while in college getting his engineering degree. He was tall at 6'4", with brown...
IncestMy Paw’s bin in jail fer a few years now. He kilt a man what he found with my Maw. I donno why he done it tho. A few tahms a week my Maw brings home a man. Differ’nt wuns too. They goes in her bedroom and Ah hears thumpin and odd noises. Then the man leaves and Maw is smilin. She don’t smile all the tahm so when she does Ah’s glad. Ah’m Jimmy Bob and Ah’m thirteen and Ah ain’t got no brothers or sisters. Paw always said he were disappointed in Maw fer that. So I hang out with Clyde who is my...