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We Met

By: impulsive12



We met at a restaurant, coffee house, book store, somewhere where you worked, somewhere where there was a pretext for being friendly without it being misinterpreted. You move with that unconscious grace of a woman whose future lies ahead of her.

I am drawn to you, your supple body, your long hair that falls to the middle of your back, your smile that lights up your eyes, the way your breasts fill out your T-shirt, signaling your femininity without pretense, yet conscious of the attention that this simple choice in clothing brings you.

Shall I kiss you? Slowly, firmly, your eyes closed, enjoying the gentle way I lick your upper lip as the kiss ends. I step slightly towards you and encircle you in my arms, enjoying the firm pressure of a hug. Resting my head on your shoulder, we embrace for a while and then you step back and our eyes meet, flushed, amused and you take my hand and lead me to the shower.

I kneel at your feet and you pull up your T-shirt a little, revealing your belly button and I stroke the gentle rise of your tummy and unbutton your jeans. With a little effort at first, I slide them over your hips and then they fall to the floor, revealing your white panties through which the outline of your pussy is visible. I lean forward, and kiss you gently; enjoying the small breath you take as my lips press against you. I pull your jeans over your toes, one foot at a time and enjoy the impromptu awkwardness that brings.

I rise, and lift your shirt and cup one of your breasts in my hand. The rough lace rubs against your nipple as I slide your bra over your breast. I stroke your lips gently, and I ask you to lick my finger, then I tease your nipple with this finger until it slowly hardens. You pull off your shirt and turn around, and shimmy your panties to the floor as I undo your bra. You slide it over your smooth shoulders and I hug you, my hands over your breasts as I kiss the nape of your neck and give a little nip on one of your earlobes. 

You step into the stream of hot water and I join you there. I wash your back with you leant slightly forward, supporting your weight against the shower wall. I am hard, and as I slide my hands over your firm shoulders and back my cock rubs up against you until it rests up against your pussy from behind. I slide my cock over your pussy, enjoying alternating sensations of the tickle of your hair rubbing against me and the smooth warmth as my cock glides between the lips of your pussy. With one hand, you guide me into your pussy. I rock back and forth gently, and my cock slides slowly into your pussy at first and then to my surprise it glides all the way in once the head of my cock is inside you. You gasp with pleasure, and I hold myself inside you, firmly, nipping at your shoulders gently.

We stay like this for a while, gently rocking, as I push myself deeper and deeper into your warm pussy. My heart is pounding and with each beat, my cock pulses inside you and unconsciously you start to keen with pleasure in unison with my pounding heart. A wave of ecstasy floods through me and I start to rock harder and harder until I feel myself about to come. I pull out quickly, and you turn, at first puzzled and then you smile as you understand why.

We step from the shower, and I lift you into my arms. I lay you gently on my bed, and towel you dry and then cover you with warm duvet. I kiss you gently, and then with my hand holding your head firmly, I slide my cock into your mouth. You taste yourself and this disturbs and excites you at the same time. I rub the head of my cock on your red lips, glistening with a mixture of your saliva and my pre-cum. I slide my cock into your mouth again, and bring myself to the brink of orgasm again and then I stop and you hold me in your mouth, careful not to move your mouth or tongue so as not to push me over the edge. My cock spasms, and you taste the little bit of pre-cum that I squirt into your mouth. I pull my cock from your mouth and then with a wink I fold the duvet in half towards the head of the bed and settle between your legs, at first licking the insides of your thighs, moving slowly towards your pussy. 

I spread your lips gently and then push upwards gently to reveal your pick little clit and flick it with my tongue at first, and then as you get wetter and the movement of your body makes this difficult, I lick your inner lips firmly and let my tongue flick over your clit as it slides upwards, pulling me towards you with my hands on your hips. You stroke my hair with your hand, and guide me by pushing on my head gently, rhythmically, in tune with the movement of your hips. I enjoy your taste, your little pants and squeaks of pleasure as you come nearer and nearer to orgasm. As you get closer, I take your hand and guide you to spread your lips so that I can lick your clit and then you cum, slowly and powerfully, with me sucking on your clit and the tips of your fingers inside you with one of my fingers that I slid inside you as you started to cum.

You close your eyes and roll sideways, enjoying the bliss that immediately precedes a good orgasm. I slide behind you and lie with you, leaving you at peace with the calm and gently stroke your long hair, gently teasing out the knots from your damp hair. You fall briefly asleep, under the warm blankets, nestled up against me. 

You wake as you feel me pushing your legs up towards your chest as I settle behind you. My hard cock slides into you once it finds your pussy and you push back against me. We build a rhythm together and as it grows more intense, I lift you onto your knees and start to fuck you harder and harder, pulling your head backwards by your hair, cupping your breasts in both my hands and playing with your clit as I continue to fuck you. You start to feel that you might cum again, so you turn and push me onto my back, and guide me into your pussy as you begin to ride me. You thrust your hips against me in pursuit of that second orgasm, and I embrace you, sucking on your nipples until finally you cum and bring me with you, and the sensation of my coming inside you adding another level to the height of our orgasm.

You fall forward, and I stroke your back, laughing with you as you make a quip about where we met, perhaps an advertising slogan. We get more comfortable and when I wake you are gone, leaving behind a note saying something short and cute and the faint smell of your hair on my pillow.

We Met at a Wedding Reception



I went to a fraternity bother's wedding. I knew Brandon fairly well but was not in his close friends circle. At the reception I sat at a table with a couple of other fraternity brothers that also were not in Brandon's close group. When the wedding party and guests were doing the chicken dance, and all of the other crazy things they do at receptions, I noticed a really hot chick having fun with the rest of the dancing group. I hadn't noticed her before the chicken dance, and was surprised because I had spent time checking out the babes. She was wearing a light blue mini dress that showed off her fabulous legs and awesome ass to perfection. Her breasts were displayed beautifully in the low cut top. But the biggest attraction with this chick was her huge, ear to ear smile while dancing.

After all of the crazy dances and things were done the DJ played some good dancing music. The hot chick started dancing with a heavy set, plain Jane type of girl. I wondered if she was gay or something, but noticed, that as usual, there were a lot of girls paired off dancing, and most of the guys were by the bar drinking. I watched as her body swayed seductively to the beat of the music, making her short dress bounce up and down her shapely legs and awesome ass in a very sexy fashion. When the song was over she moved to the edge of the floor and looked around.

I seized the moment and I asked her to dance. Up close she was even hotter than she was at a distance. Her body was perfection itself, and she was the prettiest girl in the room. We danced to the fast music and I watched her with unashamed abandon. I was enthralled by this vision in front of me. When the DJ switched to slow music she put her head on my chest and we swayed slowly to the music. I kissed her hair and told her how beautiful she was. When the dance was over I led her out to my car. I put the convertible top down and told her my hotel room is only 5 minutes away. She smiled at me. I had no idea of what to say during the drive to the hotel, or maybe her beauty had me tongue tied. I finally asked who the girl was she was dancing with. She replied a cousin of the bride on her mother's side, the same as she was. We arrived at the hotel after what seemed to be an eternity.

I kicked the door closed behind me and pulled her into my waiting arms. The first kiss was fantastic. She pulled herself in tight to me and kissed me back with passion. We played battling tongues and ground our bodies against each other. I was a little unsure this was real. We had barely talked, I didn't know her name, and she was gorgeous, but here we were, making out like long time lovers. We broke the kiss to remove her mini dress and reveal a hot body clad in a matching blue lacy bra and panties set. I watched as she slowly stripped them off and stood before me nude. 

"Wow," escaped from my mouth before I could stop it. Here was the most fabulous looking lady in the world standing nude in front of me. She smiled and moved in close for another kiss. I cupped her ass and pulled in real close for this kiss.

She broke the kiss and said, "now it's your turn to undress."

I quickly undressed, allowing my 6 inch, uncut cock out of its confines. She lay down on the bed and I spread her legs apart opening her sex up to my devouring eyes. I knealt between her legs and started to slowly and lightly tickle her inner thighs with my hands until I reached the apex of her thighs. She watched me intently but said nothing. I finally leaned over and started to lick her puffy, pink lips. She started squirming and moaning, so I knew I was doing what she wanted. I found her clit with my tongue and began to caress it softly. Her moans became louder, but she still didn't speak.

When it seemed as though she had enjoyed my tongue as much as she was going to I moved between her legs and entered her. She was a little tight, but soaking wet so it felt great to both of us. We started a slow easy rhythm that felt great. After a couple of minutes I rolled her over and let her be on top. The huge smile let me know that she liked that position. I reached up and caressed both of her firm, full tits. She immediately picked up the pace and soon was cumming out of control. When she came down from her climax I said now it's my turn.

I got her up on her hands and knees so we could do doggy style. I entered her from behind and drove my cock in as deep as it would go. She grunted, but pushed back against me to maximize the penetration. I reached around her body and grabbed one of her fabulous tits and squeezed gently as I began a hard, fast thrusting into her soaking wet love tunnel. She was moaning again and thrusting back against me in perfect time with me. I was getting close to my orgasm. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and stroked my cock to a tumultuous orgasm, splattering hot, sticky cum all over her back.

"I don't know if you are taking the pill or not," I said.

I lowered myself to the bed and she laid down next to me and put her head on my chest. I toyed with a lock of her hair and said, "What is your name?"

Her reply surprised me, "Let's keep it the way it is, two strangers having mind blowing sex."

We were quiet for a few minutes, our breathing returning to normal, as I played with her hair and started stroking her back. She purred and reached down and felt for my half erect cock.

"How long before you are ready for seconds," she asked?

"A couple of minutes, or less if you keep playing with me," was my enthusiastic response.

She said, "Let me help," and moved her head down until it was over my hardening cock. She reached out with her tongue and gave the head of my dick a soft lick and then pulled it into her mouth and began the best blowjob of my life. In record time my cock was rock hard and ready to go. 

She immediately climbed back up on top, slipped my dick inside of her, and resumed her pumping up and down on my manhood and making herself cum hard. This time I let her go, her expert mouth had earned her a good orgasm. She came for what seemed to be forever when she finally collapsed on my chest, breathing hard and completely still except for an occasional spasm as her orgasm slowly drained from her body.

I thought she had fallen asleep when she lifted her head up and asked me to suck her tits. Now that is an offer I couldn't refuse, so I sat up, with my erection still buried in that gorgeous creatures love canal and began licking and sucking on her firm, medium sized tits. She began a low moaning in her throat so I knew I was doing what she needed. I flexed my cock in her pussy and the moaning got louder. Soon she was slowly lifting her ass off of my crotch and dropping it back down, making sure I could still minister to her tits, and she was cumming again. 

I have been with multi orgasmic women before, but this beautiful creature was far beyond what most women can do. She wasn't as loud as before, or moving as fast, but she was cumming non stop again. I was having the time of my life, hardly moving, as I enjoyed her pussy stroking up and down on my cock. Time stood still as her slow movements maintained her orgasm without deflating my rock hard cock buried deep inside her. Finally she let out a real loud moan and collapsed on my chest again. 

We slept for a while, her on my chest, my cock buried in her delightful pussy. When she woke up she kissed me tenderly.

After a few moments she said, "You must be ready to explode."

She got off of my chest and pulled my cock up to her lips and sucked me into her mouth. The motion of her lips and tongue and the warm wetness of her mouth had me ready to cum quickly.

I had to tell her I was ready, so I blurted out, "I am going to cum."

She said, "Good, that's what I want you to do," and slid me deep into the back of her throat. She milked my cock until I really did explode. My cum shot up from my balls, and filled her eagerly awaiting mouth, she swallowed and licked and sucked until I was dry and completely spent. We lay there with my limp cock still in her hot mouth.

When I came down from that tremendous orgasm she got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom. When she came back she said, "I would love to spend the night here, but I need to get back to the reception, my family will miss me."

I watched her cover her fabulous body with the light blue bra, panties and mini dress, and fix her hair and makeup. We got into my car and headed back to the reception, without saying a word to each other.

At the reception she made the rounds of her family, danced with the groom and most of the groomsmen, talked and laughed with the bride, and pretty much ignored me. I did manage to get the last dance of the night with her when they played 'New York, New York', by Frank Sinatra. When the song was over she kissed my cheek, said, "I had a great time," and handed me a folded piece of paper. I put it into my shirt pocket, without looking at it.

After saying goodnight to all of the people in the wedding party and my fraternity brothers I headed back to my hotel room and thought of the wonderful, mysterious lady I had met and enjoyed. When I got back to the room I opened the folded paper up and read, 

"I will see you at the fraternity induction ceremony at state college this fall. I will be a freshman there." "Thanks for helping me celebrate my 18th birthday." 

Brittany



We Met at College



My name is Shaun, and when I was an 18-year-old senior in high school, I was heavily recruited by several colleges to play football. As the lead scorer for my school, I was expecting to get several scholarship offers. The offer that finally got my attention was to a school in Indiana. They wanted me to play fullback, and the coach thought that I should be able to start as a freshman. 

I stand about 6'3" with a very muscular build. I work a lot outside, and my body is really dark in the fall from all the sun. My hair is a dirty blond and I usually change the style throughout the year. With a look that got me much attention in high school, I never thought that my looks would be a factor in getting recruited. In late June, after graduation, I was contacted by the coach of the college and asked to come to school even before preseason to do a couple of photo shoots for the upcoming football advertisements in the local community.

I reported to school about the second week of July and started immediately with school photographers. I posed in my football uniform and in many different outfits donated by local stores. Everything was awesome until the first billboard was put up. There I was on the billboard on the main drag of town posing with my helmet in my hands without my shirt on and wearing a pair of athletic shorts riding just under the band of my 2xist underwear briefs, well, they were actually trunks, but you couldn't tell from the picture. You may ask what was bad about the billboard, and to tell you the truth, if it had been any other guy, I might have blown my load on the spot, but it was me. 

There I was; my bronze body and my washboard abs with a very pronounced happy trail leading down to a very exposed bulge in my shorts. I do sport a very thick 8" cock, but I never dreamed they would exploit my looks for advertisement. You have never really experienced embarrassment until you have seen your crotch exposed to your entire community. I knew that with my historically acclaimed good looks that this picture was going to get me a lot of attention once school started, and as a pretty shy person, I knew that my personality was going to change, whether I liked it or not.

Pre-season started a few weeks later, and I tried to forget about the billboard. Of course I wasn't allowed to because the guys razzed me quite a bit, but I chalked it all up to jealousy. I got nicknames such as "pretty boy" and "Abercrombie," and my most favorite of all, "Party Pants." Even though the guys gave me hell in the locker room, I made my showing of the football field a memorable one. I scored in the first game the first time I got the ball. It was an easy 60 yard run for a touchdown, and my popularity increased.

By the third game of the season, I had almost every girl from school at the stadium of Saturday to watch me play. There were even a large number that traveled to our fourth game on the fan bus. The football team was having a very successful year, and my picture was being broadcasted on a national level by the 5th week of the season. I was being given numbers left and right. Girls would run up to me at parties and give me their underwear...which was gross. It's hard though for a closeted gay man to hide his lack of interest when all of his teammates are at the same parties. I would leave with a few girls sometimes, but I either dumped them off on my way home or let them give me a blowjob and then I dumped them. I really didn't want the guys to find out that I had expressed no interest at all.

It was in the 6th week of the regular season that my life started to get interesting. We had a midseason break, and I was relieved to finally get some rest. The coach gave us three days off, and I was super excited about getting some much needed sleep. It was Sunday night, and six weeks into the season, when I finally met the kids across the hall from my dorm room. Due to my football schedule, I left the room at 6:00 a.m. and barely got back by midnight; though, I was usually able to take a nap in the football lounge in the afternoon between class and practice.

My dorm room was a private room with a walk-in closet, double bed, and a nice sized bathroom with a whirlpool tub. I was afforded the luxury because the Coach had arranged it after my mid-summer advertising campaign. The room was technically designated for handicapped students, but I'm sure a few phone calls got me reassigned to the room.

The guys from across the hall realized my door was open, and they both came over and introduced themselves. Josh and Andrew were nice guys, and Josh looked vaguely familiar, but I wasn't sure where I recognized him from. We started talking about football, and it was then that Josh told me who he was. Josh and I had attended rival high schools, and it was Josh that tackled me in the beginning of the 4th quarter of the final game of the season. Josh tackled me on a touchdown run, and I was knocked unconscious. I awoke a few hours later at the emergency room with a very nasty concussion. 

After Josh told me who he was, he was very apologetic, almost to the point of excessiveness, but I told him, "Hey, its football, most people get knocked out more than once in their career." Again, he apologized some more, and I tried to change the conversation. We talked about college football and the upcoming game. It was supposed to be our hardest game of the season, and I told them that I wasn't that worried about scoring because I had seen the defense of the other team. After some more conversation, Andrew announced that it was time for him to go to bed. 

Josh stayed in the room and apologized some more, and I finally told him to shut the hell up, which he finally did. I can't believe that I actually said this, but I told him, "its kinda cute, that you"re are so sorry for what you did." In all actuality, Josh was really as cute as they come, not just in his apologetic state. Josh was about the same height and build as I was. He had picked up some serious muscle mass since high school, and I was really getting turned on. 

I really wanted to get my mind off of him, and I didn't want to stare at him, so I tried to think of something to cool me down. I asked him if he wanted to watch some porn, and he accepted my offer. We closed the door to my room, and I turned on the Playboy channel. (The university had also provided me with some interesting amenities.) I lied down on the far side of the bed which was up against the wall, and Josh sat down on the edge. I was paying more attention to his back than I was to the screen. His muscles were much defined, and his shirt with the cut-off sleeves was driving me absolutely wild. I could see his well developed arms and his defined back muscles were pushing against his skin tight shirt. There was a small patch of hair under his arms, which just made me think about hair in other places. I was lost in ecstasy, but with his masculine build and the attention that he seemed to pay attention to the movie, I was sure he was straight. Thank god looks can be deceiving.

I fell asleep a few minutes later with a raging hard-on and images of perfection forever painted in my memory. I rolled over in my sleep, and was facing the wall. It was about four o'clock in the morning when I rolled over and realized Josh was lying down next to me in my bed. I thought about waking him up, but I enjoyed his being there too much, and I figured he was the one that fell asleep there. If he wanted to go home, he would have. I scooted over towards him, and I fell asleep only inches from his body. I realized that he must have just taken a shower before coming over, because he smelled of heaven. The soap smell just clung to his body. Again, I was hard, but I knew I couldn't do anything about it with him right there.

An hour or so later, something woke my up, and I realized it was Josh. He had rolled over and placed his arm around my body. He had scooted closer himself and pressed his body flush up against mine. I thought I was going to lose it at that moment. My cock had to be an inch bigger than normal, but with his hand around me and only inches from my waist, I couldn't do anything about it. I didn't know what was going on, nor did I know what was happening. Then I felt it, his cock started to harden and it was pressing against the crack of my ass. I was sure he was dreaming of his girlfriend, but I didn't care. I was in heaven. Josh was spooning with me, and it was awesome. I hadn't had a cock that close to my ass since the previous Christmas. It was October, and I was desperate. I made a move towards my cock, and when my arm moved, I felt Josh quickly roll over. "BUSTED," I said, "You're awake!" He tried to make an excuse, but he couldn't. Then he started to apologize again. He said he would leave, but I grabbed him and said, "what the fuck were you doing, sit down and explain what you were doing?" He said, "I am really sorry, I couldn't help myself, but you are so fucking hot. I'll leave now, I really am sorry dude."

It was at that moment that I said, "You're gay, aren't you."

It was dark in the room, but I could tell he was starting to weep a little. "I've never said this out loud before, but Yes, I am gay." After he finished his sentence I sat up so I was looking at him in the eye, and I grabbed his head and kissed him.

"Don't worry dude, and definitely don't be sorry. I am gay too." 

We then kissed for what seamed like an hour, and I was is pure ecstasy. We made out some more, and he started to get up. We neither one had the energy to proceed; he started to get up after our make out session, I again pulled him close to me and said, "Stay, I want you to hold me in your arms the rest of the night." 

I took off my shirt and laid down on the bed. After taking off his shirt, he laid down next to me and we curled up in the flannel sheets. It was the most sensual experience of my life. He wrapped his strong arms around me and pressed his hardening crotch up against my ass. I fell asleep in his arms with his warm body radiating heat to mine. I won't ever forget the experience. 

We woke up several hours later. His hand had found its way to my crotch in the night, and I woke up with his soft hand gently stroking my cock still housed by the confines of my boxers and athletic shorts. I told him I was awake, and he started to move his hand out of my shorts. I told him to leave it right there. I told him how great it felt and that he could leave it there forever if he wanted to. 

He replied, "I really am glad you let me stay last night."

"I am glad you stayed last night." I replied after kissing him passionately.

"You know, I had to try hard not to fall asleep during that porn last night. I didn't want you to think I was gay, so I tried to stay interested. I guess I just passed out and didn't realize it."

"Dude," I said, "If you hadn't fallen asleep we would have never known, would we?

We spooned for about a half an hour and he gently stroked my dick. I wasn't really paying attention to that as much as I should have, but I was more turned on by his strong body pressed up against mine. A few seconds later, I lost it. I blew the biggest load of my life all over myself, his hand, and the bed. I was soaked in cum, and I was practically in pain from the force of the orgasm.

I rolled over and said, "I guess it's my turn to apologize." 

"Don't worry about it," he said. "But I think we better get cleaned up so we can go to class."

He started to walk out the door when I said, "Hey why don't you take a shower with me. I do have the private bath, and your clothes are clean. You can just put them back on when you leave." 

I grabbed his sticky hand and led him to the bathroom. We stripped of our shorts and turned on the water. My crotch was still gooey from the previous incident, and I thought I would never get hard again, until I looked at my new found lover. His body was more defined than I ever could have imagined, and that cock I felt against my ass during the night must have only been half hard then, because it was an awakening monster at that point. Both of our cocks seemed to be growing, and when I looked down at mine, I couldn't believe its size. We grabbed each others cocks and led each other to the shower.

As soon as the body started to wash down our bodies, we began to kiss passionately. We hugged and our raging hard-ons were squished uncomfortably between our wet bodies. I began to worship his body. I kissed his neck, his ears, and started to work my way south. I found his nipples and started to nip at them lovingly with my teeth. Further south I worked, I found my way to his happy trail, and I followed it to my destination. I reached his gorgeous cock, and I started to kiss it gently. By this time, it had filled to its capacity reaching a final length of about nine or ten inches. I massaged his balls with my right hand while I held his cock with my left. I had never taken a cock that large, but I decided that I needed to try. 

I started to work his cock in my mouth inch by glorious inch. I would take a breath between strokes and brace myself for the next plunge. I worked his cock deep into my throat, not knowing how it got there, but god, it felt and tasted wonderful. The water was running down my face and body, and it felt so warm and wonderful. 

I reached my hands around to his ass and started to pull him close to my body. I was controlling the rate of which he was face-fucking me, and he must have understood that because of his immense size, we had to take it at my pace. It took me a few moments to get used to him being that far down my throat, but I did get used to it. 

When I finally began to feel more comfortable, I started to play with his ass with my fingers. I would pull him close forcing his cock down my throat, and I would hold him there while gently stroking his boy pussy with my finger. I would start with my middle finger at the top of the crack of his ass, and I would slide it downward. When I needed air, I would pull him away from my mouth, take a breath, and we would go again. After a few minutes of this action, he began what I would consider the climax of my lifetime. 

As he was face-fucking me, and I was gently massaging his hole, he poured shampoo on my head and began to massage my head while I was servicing his member. His fingers ran through my hair with ease, and he made me feel loved. For the first time in my life, I felt like I was being loved by another man. For about twenty minutes, I felt the man of my dreams trying to make me happy as I was doing the same for him.

I don't know how long the session lasted, but I was sure that I was not only going to be late for class, but that I had completely missed it all together. Knowing that I was going to have to run sprints in practice because of missing a class was of no concern.

Josh finally tensed up his hands, grabbing my hair. I knew that meant he was going to shoot, so I backed off a little. I still had much of him in my mouth as he began to pour his love juice into my mouth. He tasted so wonderful. His cum was filling my mouth and running down the back of my throat. I was sure that I would never taste anything as wonderful in my entire life. After the last drop of cum was sucked out of his perfect cock, he pulled me up. He then laid a passionate kiss on my lips. His tongue explored not only my mouth, but the core of my existence. He reached around, grabbing my ass cheeks, and pulled me close to his body. After massaging each other's body with the bar of soap, we rinsed off our bodies and stepped out of the shower. We started to dry each other off, but were consumed again with a passionate make-out session.

We decided that he would have to come over that night to finish what we had started. I couldn't even think the rest of the day until I got to football practice and realized I had to run Sprints for 30 minutes. Each sprint I just thought of my lover which made it all worthwhile.



We Met at the Library



My name is Oliver Johanssen. Yep, a big husky guy of Norwegian descent, right down to the close cropped hair and square jaw.

At 5'11" and 210 pounds, the name fits the look perfectly. I did play football in high school but getting a scholarship for that wasn't even close because in college, they considered me too small. It didn't help that I had a set of legs the size of tree trunks, so my 18.5 second 100 yard dash was very slow, I was a tad too short for basketball, in baseball I could have probably managed but I found it boring. Plus it was on the rare side that I actually did hit the ball, although when I did it was normally gone out of sight.

It was like I was cursed to come up just short in all directions. Just a guy, in college, trying to get somewhere and not completely sure where in the hell that was.

The very best description of meeting Tamara is that the situation was trite. By trite, I mean that it happens a lot I guess.

There was none of this "eyes met across the crowded room", etc. No lithe sexy thing on the dance floor, or instant connection over a few drinks at a party.

No, I was at the library. I will bet that I know a half dozen couples that met at a library.

Well, I do know one couple that met at a grocery store over a hilarious discussion concerning a Zuchinni. I heard that one at a party when several couples were talking, up came the subject of how they had met.

First it was John and Kay, he was going for his very first sky diving trip. He had gotten hung up somehow climbing into the plane, fell out and broke his ankle.

Kay it seemed, was a nurse. In the process of Kay getting his pants off one thing led to another and they were a couple before he even got the cast put on. The other guys had carried John to the station wagon that they all arrived in. John had insisted they go ahead and go up, Kay stayed behind to tend to John. She had his pants off, leaning over him to check his leg and her boobs were "just hanging there in space" as he put it.

"I couldn't help myself. Or I should say that's what I actually did!" He laughed, as Kay blushed furiously right on cue.

"Never did get to sky dive." Was his punch line.

Then Bill Jelen told his, he was in the produce section when his slip of a wife named Amiko had held up an 8 inch Zuchinni and asked him in broken english if that was the right size to take home.

He did the animations and the broken English part of the conversation that followed perfectly which cracked everyone up. I had heard it before, it was still funny as hell.

Some eyes turned to my wife and I, all I said was, "We met in a library." Which got the usual rolled eyes.

I never ever told any of them the rest. My wife and I met...several times, I guess.

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I had to finish a report and I had to finish it that night because the next day I needed to hand it in. Plus I needed to get at least a "C" grade or better, if not the results would be one of those "Oh no!" situations.

Redoing my 3rd semester was not in my future plans at all. As it was, I was putting in 40 hours pumping gas to get this far each week, my fridge in my ratty apartment had the remains of some of those "Diez Tacos" orders and a science experiment that used to be called milk.

In my spare time I was trying to keep up with Kathy, the slightly on the fat side little blond down the hallway in number 6, and Jen, who lived just two blocks away and spent every spare minute of every single day running.

Except when she was at my place down on her back with her heels kicking in the air. She came by three times each week, then she would go home, shower, and go run some more.

Running all the time meant that Jen had the strongest legs I ever saw on a woman, or a man either for that matter.

One thing she liked to do was get me down on my back on the floor, then she would set down on me and do deep knee bends with her knees at complete right angles.

The only thing touching was my cock and her pussy, try that sometime. It really is amazing, although I doubt that there are very many women that can do it.

Lucky for me, Jen always went straight home after her runs because sure as hell Kathy would come down the hall and knock on my door.

Well, I thought that is what Jen did, anyway. I was reasonably sure from the way she acted that I wasn't the only one plugging her holes on a regular basis. Jen was one of those rare women that just could not get enough sex, I guess in truth I was only a booty call.

Kathy was thinking she was in love with me and that was showing the beginnings of a problem. While I certainly did enjoy her soft and on the big side body, with large oversize breasts already showing the signs of gravity winning the battle, I most certainly was not in love with her.

I had no plans at all for anything permanent.

Kathy knew nothing about Jen and Jen knew nothing about Kathy, I was barely managing to juggle things around there enough to keep the peace.

Add in another gal named Sissi Toyoda that I saw once a month or so, a blond I knew from back in high school that as far as I could tell didn't have a single oriental DNA strain in her body?

Needless to say, I was a busy boy, which is mostly why I was so far behind with the damned report.

+++

I looked over and there Tamara sat, glasses perched on her nose, hair more or less pulled back into a bun. There were stray strands of hair hanging down here and there, she kept brushing them back from her face with no effect. She had on a bulky sweater and blue jeans, and looked to be on the homely side.

I really didn't notice her so much as the book she was reading. I needed that book for my report, and the space on the shelf for added copies was empty.

So I found a chair, sat down and waited. She sat there and read. After perhaps 20 minutes, she glanced up at me, realizing I was watching her.

She looked quickly away with a blush, leaned forward more intently to the book.

I wanted that fucking book! 

I was mentally willing her to hurry up and finish what she was doing.

I looked impatiently at my watch, then back up at her. She glanced at me again, did another blush and went back to reading.

I couldn't stand it. Here sat this skinny, dumpy dressed and overly plain woman, reading that damn book, taking her damned sweet time about it.

This was fucking me up, I was running out of time.

"Are you going to be very long?" I blurted out finally. She looked up at me in surprise.

"I..what?" She asked, looking at me. I realized her eyes were green, her hair a reddish color. Freckles, of course, round wire frame glasses big enough for her and me and a few classmates at once.

"That book! I need it for my report!" I managed.

"Oh. So do I. Isn't there another copy?" She was still mildly blushing. I realized she had slightly rough skin on her cheeks, probably from years of fighting acne. With no sign of makeup at all, she looked on the pale side.

"No. I guess that one is it." I sighed, getting an unhappy look on my face.

"Well, I'm going to be...hey, do you want to share? I am almost done with my report, I just need some of the information, you can look at it while I make notes." Her voice was very quiet, just above a whisper.

"Thank you, you just saved my life!" I told her, getting up and taking the chair next to her.

Two hours later, I had everything I needed, she had her notes. A lot of what I needed she already had down. 

That gave me an idea.

"Say, do you mind if I...?" I looked at her notes.

"OK." She knew exactly what I wanted, probably everyone in the school did it.

We moved over to one of the computers, she stuck in a disc and pulled up what she had done so far, setting her pages of hand written notes on the desk. Then she typed in some changes, her fingers were a blur on the keyboard, far faster than my two fingers and peck technique. 

Over the next hour we made even more changes, enough that the professor was not going to be able to accuse me of just copying someone's work.

Which was pretty much what I had just done but oh well.

Tamara hit "print" and out came my report. All spell checked and everything. I thanked her, we actually shook hands.

"You helped me too, I enjoyed working on that with you." She said. It hit me again just how green her eyes were. I had to ask.

"Are those contacts?"

"No. I get asked that sometimes, my eyes are just weird."

"Your eyes are beautiful!" I blurted out.

She flushed bright pink. Lord was this woman shy!

"Hey, I have almost $10.00, it won't buy much but would you like to go get something to eat?" I asked.

She blinked at me for what seemed to be quite a long time, then a small smile crossed her lips.

"I don't...date."

"I wasn't asking..I mean...I am just hungry and I thought..." That flustered me a bit, I wasn't used to women saying no.

After all, I am kind of cute.

"Oh. Well, I have about $10.00 myself, that should be plenty then. Do you like Tacos?"

Hell, I had been living on tacos.

We walked together down the hall, there was a Taco Bell just six blocks away. I opened the door for her, taking the opportunity to check her out more closely. It wasn't easy to tell but there didn't seem to be any extra layers of fat, her bust appeared to be about normal, I did notice she had one of those nice round fannies but the clothes she had on were designed to be...well, clothes. None of it was designed to do anything at all other than cover her up.

I managed to be looking somewhere else when she glanced back at me, barely in time. I looked over at one of the other tables, Jen sat there with two jock types. She looked up at me, then at Tamara, then back with a strange expression. Then she just ignored us.

We got our order, sat down to eat. It's a good thing I like Tacos. We were chatting, mostly about school. I was surprised to find out that we shared two classes, which I would have known if I was ever actually there much of the time.

My days were mostly either at work, then running to catch up on the notes and class reports or something, or trying to keep three different women from finding out about each other. Juggling Jen and Kathy along with Sissi in my spare time left me very little to spare. 

She asked me what I did for money, I explained about the gas station and the fact that I normally didn't have any. That part she understood, Tamara worked in a living center taking care of old folks.

"Oh, a nurse?" I asked.

"No, a waitress and janitor." She laughed. It was the first time I heard her laugh, it was like music.

I found myself liking her, and I really had no idea why. Tamara was as plain as a split rail fence, her personality had started out to be painfully shy to the point of being ridiculous.

There was nothing about her that would normally attract me at all.

I liked her.

She was beginning to warm up, too, I could see her visibly relax as we talked. At one point I reached out and wiped a bit of Taco sauce off the tip of her nose, stuck it in my mouth. Her face instantly flushed at the overly familiar motion, then she let out a tiny titter and even grinned at me before looking shyly down again.

There was a long quiet period while we ate, I looked up once to find her studying me. When our eyes met, she turned that pink shade again and looked away.

That was all kind of cute in a way.

Later, we walked down the street, I said good night and thanked her again.

"Thank you, that was a fun visit. I have never...." Then she stopped, looked me in the eyes again for a moment. Green, my God her eyes were green, they looked right through me.

"Well. Good night." Then she was gone, leaving me to wonder what is was she meant when she said she had "I have never"?

It was a very long time later before I found out that what she meant was she had never been out on a date, or even shared a meal with a boy before.

Back at home I was resting, I heard a knock on my door. I knew it would be Jen, but for some reason I just was not in the mood so I didn't answer.

That night I had a very strange dream, I had a woman in my arms, she had her head on my shoulder and we were just sitting there. I know it made me feel warm and happy, the woman turned to me and told me she loved me. I saw the face, it was Tamara.

I woke up confused, that dream was completely vivid in my mind. I was glad it was just a silly dream, there was nothing about that woman that would attract me at all.

I turned in my report the next day, when grades were posted a day later, I got a B+. It took me a while to find Tamara's grade, they had it all posted by last name and just an initial and I didn't know her last name. Finally I narrowed it down to Walker, T.

She got an A. For some reason that tickled me even more. I could have done cartwheels all the way back to my ratty apartment about getting my B+, but I went instead to the library.

Tamara wasn't there, I wanted to tell her thanks, and brag. I sat around and waited for an hour, no sign of her. I walked down the street to her apartment building but it had one of those security pads. Pushing the button repeatedly got no response.

I went home, scheduled for the night shift at the gas station so I showered and went to work.

Jen knocked on my door very late that night, I let her in. She was mildly crabby about me not answering the door a few nights earlier, I explained that I was exhausted. 

"So who was that girl?" She asked me.

"Tamara? Just a friend, she was helping me with my final."

"I will just bet! You have lousy taste." She laughed at that, told me that's what I get for spreading it around too much, she was peeling off her clothes at the time.

I realized I didn't want to. I was limp as a noodle, she gave me an odd look and went to work. After a solid 20 minutes with no success, she gave up.

"What's up with you?" She asked, standing there naked, her hands on her hips. Jen was slender, small busted with tiny button like nipples, not a hair on her body and she never showed any signs of modesty at all.

"Nothing." I mumbled, making an excuse about being too tired.

"Yea. Sticking it in that "friend" of yours, right? Well, get some sleep then, I have to go. See you later." She was dressed and out the door in two minutes. Of course she only wore two pieces of clothing, four if you count her flip flops.

Kathy showed up at 7 the next morning, I had just gotten out of the shower after having had that exact same dream. That time I woke up with one of those morning erections and I still had it as I was getting out of the shower.

I was thinking I had better do something about it or I would be walking around like that all day.

I let Kathy in, my hair still wet and just a towel around my waist. By now my plans were to just explain to her that even though I liked her, our relationship wasn't going anywhere.

"Oh, boy!" She giggled, reaching out and yanking the towel off of me. Then I was on my back on the bed and she shoved her mouth down over me.

That was what I liked about Kathy, she appeared to be her happiest when my cock was in her mouth. She had everything handled in about two minutes, then she sat upright on the bed beside me.

"I hadn't heard from you for a few days, what's going on?" She asked.

"Finals." I told her.

"Oh. Well, remember, my folks are coming up for the weekend, we are all going out to dinner tonight."

"Oh. OK." I did not want to go to dinner with her folks, the truth was I had been thinking of some way to explain to Kathy that she and I probably were not going to be headed in the direction that she had planned. I had even figured on doing that when I let her in but it's darned hard to try and explain something like that to a woman who is happily sucking on the old pecker.

She had already mentioned things like what kind of house would be nice to live in and raise kids, a couple of times when we were out just walking we ended up in front of the jewelry store over on 3rd street looking in the window through the bars.

"Isn't that pretty?" She asked me, pointing out a set of rings that had a price tag on them that would choke a horse.

Buying a huge diamond ring just was not in my plans at all.

I didn't have a clue how to let her down easy, she had already given up every hole in her body to me. Yep, up there, too, I did that but the truth is, it wasn't my thing. She seemed to really get off on it, I just didn't.

Still, a guy has to try everything once, I guess.

The trouble is she was taking it all far too serious and I was..just getting laid? I know, unfair, mean, and no real good excuse.

It meant I was an asshole and I knew it. With Jen it was no big deal, she mostly was interested in getting off. Sissi on the other hand was a little bit like being bored of pancakes for breakfast every day, just a change of pace.

Kathy seemed to think that if a man got an erection he was serious about it? It probably didn't help one damned bit that Kathy was a virgin when I seduced her a year or so back.

That evening we went out to a nice dinner, Kathy's Dad shook my hand, patted me on the shoulder a few times. Her Mom was smiling and telling me that Kathy had told them all about me and what a fine young man I was.

I cringed a bit when her Dad suggested that their older Toyota Camry was in really nice shape and he was thinking of giving it to us to "Help you kids out."

I could see everyone was making plans for me.

"So what ARE your plans for the future, son?" Her Dad cleverly slipped that in there.

"Son." He called me.

Not Oliver.

I did what any self respecting asshole like me would do in a situation like that, with that obvious question asked.

I lied through my teeth.

"I already have some good feelers with a major company, my degree in Mechanical Engineering will come in handy." I said, making it up as I went along.

"Great! What company is that?" He asked, a huge smile on his face.

I mentioned a company I knew of.

"They are building roads and construction..power plants...in Afghanistan. It's my chance to....really help people and make my mark, the locals are repressed and I can put my skills to good use."

I saw faces fall all around me.

"It's just a five year tour, I will be in the field. It's something I always wanted to do. I know there is danger but I am prepared for that, with no...uhh...real commitments here it leaves me free to...."

Kathy looked like she was about to cry, her Dad had an odd look on his face, her Mom just sat there with a blank expression.

I felt like crap but I knew it was done.

Things were rather quiet the rest of the evening, they drove Kathy and I home. As we went inside the small lobby, she turned to me.

"I guess I understand, Ollie. I think I get it. You don't really want me, do you?" The look on her face bit deeply into me, I really felt sorry about everything.

"Honey, I am sorry. I really do like you and all, but...."

"You just wanted some sex, that's all you men ever do want. I told you I love you and I thought you loved me! I GAVE myself to you, I gave you EVERYTHING! You were the one that took my...." Now there were tears in her eyes.

I had never said that to her, never told her I loved her.

She turned to head down the hallway, then she stopped and turned back to me.

"I am going to fuck all of your friends!" She shouted angrily.

"Kathy!" Was as far as I got, she stomped down to her room, went in and slammed the door. I went into my own room.

Ending things are never easy, it didn't help that I did a lousy job about it. I should have said something early on.

I guess I am living proof that men can sometimes feel like shit themselves in those situations.

For the next few days I skipped all of my classes, just went to work and home. There was no sign of Jen and I didn't care.




We Met at the Library



Monday I went to class, there was just a few days left. I saw Tamara sitting near the back of the room, I went over and said hello.

"Hi, Oliver. It's been a while. I saw you got a good grade."

"Yes, thanks to you. Hey, want to go get some more tacos after class?"

"I don't date, but I will share a meal with you." She smiled.

After class we again walked down to the Taco Bell. We were sitting there talking about school when I looked up and Kathy walked in. She saw me sitting with Tamara, got a look of hate on her face. Tamara caught that, glanced over at me as I hunkered down, hoping Kathy wouldn't say anything.

"Old flame, right?" Tamara looked at me with those piercing green eyes.

"Yes, but it wasn't going anywhere, we broke up."

"That's why I don't date, with school and all I don't have any time for conflicts."

I just nodded. Kathy got her order and sat at a table across the room facing us. Things were cool enough in there that Tamara and I got up and left shortly after. Thank God Kathy didn't say anything.

"Sex, right?" Tamara asked me as soon as we were outside.

I nodded, shamefaced.

"That explains why she is so angry with you."

"I..I guess I didn't handle that right." I admitted.

Tamara nodded, at her apartment building she just thanked me and went inside.

I figured that was the end of that, too.

Kathy moved right after the end of semester. Jen never did come by again. I did have one long phone chat with Sissi, I explained that things were "moving on" now. She didn't really sound very unhappy about that.

Kathy was the one, the way things went there tore at my heart. I went from being always ready and willing, to not dating at all.

Tamara and I, in a surprise to me, shared a few meals and some talk, but it was all we ever did. I found her fascinating in a way. But she was so reserved that I never saw any opening at all to try and take things further.

We became...friends?

I got a job in my field that I liked the sound of, it offered fair starting pay and benefits. I buried myself in the work, advanced quickly over the next couple of years. I never saw Tamara during that time, she had taken a job in a different city. The distance made that impossible.

What we did was write. That might sound strange what with emails and all, but we sent cards, and long letters through the mail. Getting one from her became a ray of sunshine, the rest of my life was work. By this time text was becoming the thing, I did try that but with my overly fat fingers it just wasn't for me.

I loved the long letters, some of them ran to nearly a dozen pages. She always managed to ask piles of questions, so I got to write back and answer them plus then of course she had to write back to me to answer all the ones I asked.

Once she mentioned that she went out on a date with someone named Mark. She didn't go into any real details, I ended up tearing up my letter back a half dozen times, realizing I was foolishly asking too many personal questions.

I finally did date a few women I met, but way back in my mind was Kathy, I still felt horrible about that. I know, being a male I am not supposed to feel that way, but I did. I never took any of them home, although a couple made it rather obvious that they were willing.

I had let Kathy fall in love, let her make plans. I knew what was happening, and I let it happen anyway. I messed up her life, in the process messed up my own.

Then weakly, I made up a cock and bull story to try and let her down easy, that only made it worse. I felt ashamed of myself for doing that.

I had decided that it was best to avoid that situation, so I didn't go out much. My sex life became solo sexuality. My fantasies always started out with remembering how Jen was, or how Kathy had so eagerly done things to me.

Every single time the fantasies ended up with those green eyes looking at me.

Since my relationships were all platonic, the word went around that something wasn't right, I overheard a few comments.

I was coming out of my office one day and overheard Marti, one of the secretaries talking to a woman I didn't know that did the inter office memos and mail. I had taken Marti out a few times, just dinner, drinks, once we even went on a short picnic at a local park.

I had never even kissed her. That day after the picnic I dropped her off at her apartment, and she asked me if I would like to come up.

I had begged off, Marti got a really strange look on her face as I left.

"No, I don't think he is gay, he does go out sometimes. But he never does anything, it's weird. Maybe he is still in the closet?" Marti was saying.

"Really? He is so nice looking, why don't you just get him alone and jump him? I bet he is just shy." The other woman said, giggling.

"Maybe I will try that!" Marti said with a laugh.

I was sure they were talking about me.

It was about three weeks later when Marti told me she was having a nice quiet get together and asked me if I wanted to come over.

"Sure, sounds like fun!" I told her, thinking a party would be great, get me out of my apartment.

I found out what she meant by a "nice quiet" get together, she and I were the only ones there.

I knew exactly what was coming, and I wasn't really sure how to handle it. She had made a nice dinner, served me some wine. We retired to her living room, where she asked me if I minded her slipping into something more comfortable.

I nodded, sitting there with a nice full belly. A dozen excuses ran through my head.

Marti was serious about being comfortable, she walked out of the bedroom naked as a Jaybird! Her body was mature but beautiful, her bare breasts hung down slightly in a ski slope shape, she had a thin strip of pubic hair. I could see no sign of fat anywhere on her.

I got an instant erection, while I had been avoiding any relationships things still were not broken.

"I...uhhh...I don't want to get really involved with anyone right now." I managed.

"Neither do I, honey, but I could use some fun and maybe you might like some fun, too? Besides, this was hard for me to do, I don't normally just throw myself at men but I want you." She grinned at me.

I groaned and got up, it had been a long time. Marti was warm and soft and very certainly all female.

"I was beginning to wonder about you." She told me once, while we were resting. I had already lost track of how many times we had done it, I did glance at the clock and it was 3 AM.

"I am fine, I just....one time I had a girlfriend and I let things get...I ended up hurting her. It was awful, I was miserable and I just never want to feel like that again."

"My God! Don't tell me you can make love like this and you are a real man to boot?" Then she laughed, reached out for me.

The next morning Marti asked a very odd question.

"Can I put you on my list of fuck buddies?" She asked with a silly grin. She was still completely naked and had just made a stack of pancakes.

"Where would I be on the list?" I asked her, my eye on the pancakes. I knew I could eat a Cow at the moment, the night before had used up a lot of energy.

"You would be the only one on the list, sweetie. I am sick and tired of dealing with....jerks."

"What makes you think I'm not a jerk, too?" I asked, stuffing a fork full of pancakes in my mouth.

"I have been wiggling my ass at you for more than six months, with no reaction. Then I find out you have an oversize chunk of solid steel hiding in your pants all this time, hell if I had known that...?" She giggled, sat down in a chair and grabbed a plate.

"Assuming I can afford to feed you!" She giggled some more. I was wading through a stack of six of the pancakes, plus 3 eggs that were sitting on top of them.

"There is more." She laughed when she saw me looking around.

That began a year long affair, roughly twice each week Marti and I got together.

One evening we were lying in bed, she rolled over and draped her arm over me.

"I have something to tell you, Ollie. We have to end this." She said.

"Oh? Why?"

"I am moving to the New York office, I got the job as Executive Secretary. Perks and some power, it's a big step up the ladder."

"Wow! Really? When?"

"The first of the month." She said.

"Well, hell. I am going to miss you." I told her.

"Honey, I know I am going to miss you. Meanwhile, why don't you lick me while I lick you?" Marti hiked up one leg and set her crotch in my face.

A few days later, she was gone. A hole in my life that had been filled now became a huge gap.

A man gets used to regular sexual activity and Marti had fit the bill perfectly. She had made it clear our relationship was for pleasure.

For some reason I could deal with that.

Headquarters assigned me the job of interviewing replacements for our secretary. Marti's job had been to handle things for all of the engineering department.

I had talked to no less than a dozen applicants, the next one up I looked over the resume. She was vastly over qualified for the position, with a degree in engineering. Then I glanced at the name.

Tamara Walker.

I came right out of my chair, went out into the lobby. Tamara sat there with a smile on her face. Her hair was pulled back in the same bun I had always seen her in, she had on a conservative business suit.

Her face still bore the rugged look of years of fighting blemishes, she still wore those round wire frame glasses. Her green eyes looked up at me, I suddenly felt so happy I was almost high.

"Hello, Tammy. It's so good to see you!" I said, getting some sidelong glances from two other women that sat there waiting. The one I had spotted a few minutes earlier that had overly large breasts and was making a point of displaying them rolled her eyes.

"Hello, Oliver. It's been a long time."

"Come on in." I led her into my office, shut the door.

"My first question is, why do you want this job?" I asked her, slipping into my all business manner.

"I need the work and I can handle the position. It's step in the right direction for me." She told me flatly.

I got that, opportunity in the field was less for women. I glanced at the work history, she had been a receptionist, then secretary, and a short stint on a project for a company as an engineer.

"What happened at the last job?" I asked.

"I think I became too much of a threat to my boss, my next promotion up would have been his job." She said.

I understood that part, too.

"OK. You are hired of course, you will fit right in around here."

That began a long period of seeing her every day. She very quickly was handling everything, the truth was that she was even better than Marti had been, because if documents came past her desk with errors, she picked up on them instantly.

In less than six months, headquarters promoted her to an office with oversight in production.

Tamara was now at the same management level that I was, and I was tickled about that. She was moving some boxes into her new office when I stopped by.

Why I waited that long, I don't know for sure. Tamara was still in my mind most of the time, in all that period after Marti left, I never went out on a single date.

"Hey, I have almost $10.00 in my pocket, want to get a bite to eat?" I asked her. It was a sudden impulse, I hadn't planned it.

"I have $10.00 myself." Tamara smiled at me.

We took a taxi that time, it was about 3 miles to the nearest Taco Bell. For some silly reason it had to be a Taco Bell.

Like the few times so many years before, we talked about everything under the Sun. I found myself feeling comfortable and warm in a way that I had not felt for quite a long time.

"So what took you so long to want to visit?" Tamara asked, those green eyes studying me again.

"The company doesn't like us...dating underlings, but now...?"

"Oh, is this a date?" She smiled.

"Well. Yea, I guess." It was my turn to blush.

"You know I don't date." She laughed.

"You do too, you told me about that Matt guy."

"You told me about that Marti woman." She grinned.

I blushed even more at that. In all of those letters, I had really opened up to her. For some reason it is so much easier to say things in letters that are almost impossible to say face to face. Tamara knew all about the affair with Marti, right down to when she had asked me to be her "f**k buddy", as I had written it in the letter.

I really was at a loss for words with her sitting right there, gazing at me.

"You and I? We have had a long term...affair ourselves, you know." She blurted out.

"I guess it's like that, isn't it?" I wasn't quite getting where she was heading.

"I think I really know you, I feel like that anyway."

"I feel like that, too." I nodded.

"There were a few times, when we were going out to eat and visit, I wanted you to ask me to..you know."

"I didn't realize that." I said.

"Yes. I know that. But if I asked you to come home with me, it would mean that it has to be just...you and me." She was watching for my reaction.

"Home with you? You mean..?"

"Yes. I do. This isn't easy, I mean..to just be blunt like this but I think it's worth a try." Tamara had a stubborn expression on her face.

My mind went into a whirl. 

"Are you suggesting...I mean..you want to have..sex with me?"

"No. I mean yes. Not just for..sex. That's part of it, what I mean is I want to be with you, and I want it to be just you."

"Just me?" I said. 

"Yes, Oliver. Just you...us. I have been in love with you since way back when I was barely 21. I had decided that..it would never be, but then I saw the job opening, and I knew it was your company."

"I have been in love with you, too!" I blurted out. That just came out without even thinking about it. 

"All this time, I think it's always been there." I stood up.

"My God." Tamara let her breath out in a rush, stood up and stepped around the table, hugging me.

People were looking at us strangely, I realized some of them had overheard. Two people standing up kissing in the middle of a Taco Bell does get noticed.

Tamara lived in a 3rd floor condo down by the river. It was a fairly expensive place. I found it interesting that every room turned on the lights by themselves as soon as someone walked in, and the room thermostats all adjusted automatically.

We both looked at each other, she suddenly seemed nervous.

"No man has ever been in here." She said.

"Really? I guess I just assumed that since you have been...dating?"

"That was when I lived in Denver, no man was ever in my apartment there, either. Besides, Matt was the only one I ever dated."

I wasn't really sure what she was getting at. She set down her purse, walked across the room and put her arms around me. Then she turned her head up for a kiss.

When our lips met, the room vanished, there was nothing there but her and the way her lips felt.

"Wow!" I said as she leaned back.

I reached down and stroked her sides, then my hands came up to undo the buttons on her blouse.

"Please be careful, I have never...." She said, her eyes closed.

It hit me.

"You have never? You mean....you are a...?" I somehow couldn't say the word, Tamara was now 27 years old.

"Yes. I wanted it to be you." She opened her eyes and looked at me.

"But? You dated that Matt guy for nearly a year?"

"Yes, but we never did anything. Oh, he kissed me and once or twice he...touched me...here." Her hands came up to her breasts.

"Once I even decided that it was time and I would, so we went to his house. But when he touched me all I could think of was you so I made him stop. Then when I wouldn't do anything more, he quit asking me out."

I placed my hands on her shoulders, held her away from me slightly.

"Tammy, I can't. I just can't."

"Oh. Why not?" She got a shocked look on her face.

"Because I am ready, but I want it right. I want to marry you...first! This just can't be an affair, I love you!""

Tamara stared at me for a long time.

"My God! Oh, yes! I will!" She said, hugging me.

We sat on the couch and necked until around 2 in the morning. I stayed with Tamara that night, she had a spare bedroom and I slept in there. 

But not before she came out of the shower in her bedroom, then called out to me, the door cracked open slightly. I had barely gotten under the covers in the spare bedroom.

"Oliver?" Her voice was quiet.

"What?" I answered.

"Do you....want to see me?" She let out a tiny titter.

"OK." I got up, curious, went to my own bedroom door. We looked at each other, then she opened the door wide, standing there stark naked. Her eyes slid down to the bulge in my briefs, then back up to my face.

The light from the bedroom behind her framed her body. My breath came out in a gasp, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

Her breasts were capped with soft round nipples, medium size. Her waist flowed down to a mass of reddish pubic hair, it matched the hair on her head perfectly. There was no sign of fat at all. She had brushed her hair out, it still looked slightly damp, flowing down to her shoulders. Until that moment, I had never seen her with her hair down.

There were freckles everywhere, her skin was very light colored, there was no sign of her ever having been in a bikini.

"Well? What do you think? Do I look all right?" She asked.

"I think that I...you had better go back in to bed." I told her.

"You might want to lock the door, too!" I called out.

Tamara giggled, shut the door.

"No man has ever seen me like that before either, honey." She called back at me through the door.

That was a miserable night, I needed desperately to beat off but I refused to allow myself to do it.

The next few days were long beyond belief, it took some time to get the license and make arrangements. I did manage to leave for a few hours, I bought one of those rings that would choke a horse. 

We stayed together every night, petted and necked but that was all. I even got to stroke her perfect breasts, my fingertips sliding across her soft nipples. She still had her bra on, I knew I didn't dare take it off.

Not yet.

The second night she went to her bedroom, then I heard her call out.

"What, Tammy?" I answered, thinking she was going to pose naked to tease me again. I opened the door in just my boxers, to find her standing there in pajamas. I stifled a laugh, they had fuzzy little yellow ducks all over them.

"Fair is fair." She said, grinning.

I knew what she meant, so I reached down and pushed down my briefs, my erection sprang free.

Her eyes widened slightly.

"I have never...." She said, then she quickly shut the door.

Finally we said our vows, that afternoon I picked her up and carried her over the threshold. We went directly to her bedroom, I lay there waiting, she didn't take very long in the bathroom. We had already decided that if children were in the mix, so be it.

Tamara wore just a short pink baby doll nightgown when she came out, she looked so beautiful that my breath caught in my throat. She had carefully trimmed her pubic hair.

"I have never..." She said just one more time as her hand came down and found me. She shuddered at the first touch. Then she lay back, I slipped up in position and let myself probe her gently with my fingers. Her body flooded, I kept on until her breath was coming in short little gasps.

I opened the bodice of her flimsy nightgown, baring her breasts so I could gently lick and nibble at them. Her nipples tightened up, her breath was getting more ragged by the second.

Her lips swelled, as she flooded even more with moisture, I felt that she was ready.

Still it was a terrible struggle, at one point I felt her wince so I stopped and waited until she began to push back gently again. I was careful to not thrust, letting her feel her way through it.




We Met at the Library



"Oh, God that....hurts!" She exclaimed, coming to a stop again. I waited for several seconds, letting her rest, then she once again tried. That time her body let go and I slid in partially, getting a grunt from her. I just lay there quietly as she adjusted, then her hips lifted and she let out a sigh.

She began to thrust to meet my slow and gentle strokes, her eyes squeezed shut tightly. I was having a struggle of my own to keep from just blasting off, it was not possible for her to be tighter and still manage.

"It's..too..damned..big!" She cried out at one point, but she didn't stop trying. She went from tugging at me to try, then she would stiffen and put her hands on my chest to stop me.

After a couple of minutes of that, her body suddenly opened up, she let out a gasp and began to push at me more vigorously. I felt her vagina completely envelope me. Her breath began to come in quicker gasps. She began to first stiffen, then tremble, she let go into a violent climax.

After some long rigid shudders, she began again. Her mouth was wide open, tiny sounds coming out, her hands grasped my arms so firmly I thought she was going to bruise me.

Then her hands reached down and grasped my buttocks, she mashed herself at me and pulled firmly. I could hold back no longer, my own orgasm was torn from me, a sensation more powerful than I had never felt before.

We lay side by side, both of us soaked in sweat. Finally I slid the covers back, to go to the bathroom. Glancing down, I saw the bed was a mess. She had bled a lot.

"Come on, honey." I told her, patting her stomach. She opened her eyes and looked down.

"Oh." Was all she said. We shared the shower, I was once again erect as I soaped her down and rinsed her off. She reached down and washed my erection, acting fascinated with it.

"I better remake the bed." She said, after we had toweled down.

"Let's just use the other bedroom." I told her.

"OK!" She giggled.

That one got messed up, too.

+++

Bill Jelen was going through his act at one of the parties about how he and his wife had met, like always it was hilarious. We stood and listened, Tamara's head leaned onto my shoulder.

Our two boys and one little girl were at the baby sitters. Our girl, the oldest had arrived exactly 9 months after our wedding night, to the day. The other two were each a year apart.

"So how did you and Tamara meet?" One lady we had only just met asked, turning to us.

I reached down and patted Tamara's slightly swelling stomach, then I grinned.

"Our story is common, we met at the library." I told the lady.



We Met Her at a Wedding



We met Jana at a wedding reception. It was my younger cousin's wedding. She sat at our table. Jack, my husband of nine years, could not take his eyes off of her. She was very beautiful with her black, long, curly hair and dark exotic eyes. She had long eyelashes and dark full eyebrows. She had high cheekbones and a classic Roman nose. Both of her parents were Italian, but she grew up in an eastern European country. She had a lovely body and a very pretty face. She was 28 years old, much older than your average au pair. She cared for the children of a longtime friend of the family. She had only been to America for a few months and her Slavic accent was thick. She also spoke Italian, which I spoke as well. She had a captivating smile and a wonderful personality. She knew no one at the wedding, but she very sociable and outgoing. She laughed and danced and seemed to have a great time. She was just the type of woman that Jack liked. I liked her as well.

Jack made some small talk with her from across the table. She beamed when he spoke to her. He engaged in some mild flirting and he made her laugh. She seemed to be attracted to him. I should have felt jealous, but I wasn't. I was not threatened by her good looks. I believed I could hold my own in the beauty department. I was a raven-haired girl of Italian ancestry. My hair was naturally curly and flowed long down upon my back. My brown almonds shaped eyes were deep and expressive. My skin was soft and flawless. I was of medium height and weight. I was very shapely and proud of my hour glass figure for being 33 years old. I had a tiny waist, an ample bosom and wide yet firm bottom. I looked ravishing in my short black sequenced dress with flimsy spaghetti string straps. Jack seemed to like me in it and I received many compliments that night. Although I had two kids, I felt pretty good about my self-image and my sexy body.

Jana was dressed in black too. She had on a short backless dress with a plunging neckline that was made of velour. She wore dark nylons over her shapely legs. She wore black suede pumps and had a small matching purse. A slim gold necklace with a heart shaped charm adorned her slender neck. She was about my height, but a few pounds lighter than I was. She had breasts that were nestled in a pair of size 34-C cups. I sat closer to her and smelled her sweet and alluring perfume. It was an unfamiliar sent that must have been from Europe. We made some girl talk and I asked about her life back home. We spoke a little Italian to each other. I sensed that she spoke with a northern as opposed to my southern dialect. She was single and found it difficult to meet men here in America, especially having to watch children full time. She was a live in au pair and stayed in a room at our friend's house. The family got grandma to watch the kids so that Jana could come to the wedding and have the night off and have some fun. 

Jana told me that she liked strong confident men. Someone who was stable and had a good head on his shoulders. But she also liked sensitivity and romance in a man. She liked the same qualities that I liked in men and Jack was that sort of man. That night he was dressed in a conservative dark suit and tie. He looked great. He stood just a hair under six feet and was a stocky build. He had short brown hair that he combed back and he was clean-shaven. He was very manly in the way he walked, talked, and carried himself. He wore musk cologne that drove me wild.

Jack got up to excuse himself to get a drink and catch up with an old friend he saw in the foyer. Jana and I talked some more. She complimented me and said that she loved my dress. She flattered me by telling me I was beautiful. I returned her compliments as I found her quite attractive. I never had a same sex experience with a woman, but I was not ashamed to notice and admire a beautiful woman when I saw one. Jane told me she thought Jack was very handsome and that I was a lucky woman. I told her that I WAS lucky and that Jack was a pretty good catch. Soon, the disc jockey played some oldies song. Jana rocked in rhythm while in her seat. I asked her if she liked to dance. She said she loved dancing, especially to oldies but goodies. She got up from her seat, grabbed me by the hand, and pulled me to the dance floor. We danced and laughed and just had a great time. She was a load of fun. After a few dances, Jack came back into the room and spied us dancing together. He smiled and winked at me. I smiled waved back. Jana blew him a kiss and waved. 

A slow song came on and Jack asked me to dance. He told me he thought Jana and I looked great together. I agreed. I knew he enjoyed two hot looking brunettes dancing together. I surprised him when said that she would be perfect for a threesome. Jack always fantasized about having a threesome with another girl and me. I would always kid him and tell him I would consider it if we found the right girl. He said that it would be nice, but he knew that I would never go through with it. "Try me." I said to him coyly. He just grinned and we danced the next couple of slow songs together. We held each other tight and kissed on occasion. I noticed that Jana was looking at us. She was smiling.

We returned to the table. We moved our chairs closer to Jana so that we could talk some more. We drank champagne and wine as we conversed and communicated. Jana's body language was very expressive and clear. With her deep, dark, lovely eyes, she held us in and made us feel that we were the only three people in the room. It was a large reception with over 300 guests, but we felt that we were all alone. Another slow song played and Jack graciously asked Jana to dance. She accepted and the two embraced on the floor. They swayed in each other's arms and she looked forlornly into his eyes. He held her close and she rested her head on his beefy shoulder. They really hit it off and the sight of my husband tenderly holding and subtly seducing an attractive woman was turning me on. But who was seducing whom?

After the song they returned to the table. We talked and drank more wine. Our family friend who employed Jana said that they were leaving. Jana seemed disappointed and wanted to stay. She was having such a nice time. Jack kindly offered to take Jana home. Our friends didn't want to spoil Jana's night out and allowed us to take her home at a later hour. Jana was elated. So was I. Butterflies began to stir in my stomach as I felt that something very special would happen between the three of us that night. 

We talked, drank, and danced till midnight. I was feeling a bit tipsy, but very relaxed and comfortable. Jack suggested that we all go up to our hotel room. We were 80 miles from home and decided to stay at the hotel where the wedding reception was held. Jana said that she didn't want to be a third wheel and that Jack should spend some time alone with his beautiful wife. Jack and I both assured her that she was welcome to come with us. And with that, Jana happily accompanied us to our room. We brought a bottled of wine with us. We were all a little buzzed, but feeling very good.

Our room was on the 12th floor. It had a breath taking view of the city lights. We turned on just a few desk lamps for a little ambient light. Jack took off his coat and removed his tie. Jana and I kicked off our shoes and we sat upon the king-sized bed. Jack took a seat on the sofa chair, removed his shoes and plopped his feet on the bed next to Jana. She picked up his feet and placed them on her lap. He began messaging Jack's feet. He closed his eyes and moaned as her thumbs worked at his tired, aching arches. I knelt down on the floor and began messaging his calf muscles and thighs. He was taking it all in. He loved having two women messaging his body. I moved my hands up his thighs and gave him a playful grab to his groin. He laughed slightly, still keeping his eyes close and his head tilted back. I moved up and placed my lips next to his. His breath was sweet with wine. His neck smelled of French cologne mixed with his manly scent. I kissed him passionately on the lips. I sat on his lap and began making out with him in front of Jana. She just kept rubbing his feet, watching us. 

After a while, she began moving her hands up Jack's lower legs, then his thighs. While rubbing his thighs, Jana brushed against my nylon stocking covered leg. I shuddered slightly at her delicate touch. She noticed my reaction and she went further. She began rubbing my thigh. I gasped while kissing Jack as she this. Jack placed his hand on my other thigh and slowly slid it up my dress. I moaned when he touched my pussy, which covered by black satin and lace panties and pantyhose. Jana slid her hand over Jack's lower arm and wrist and rode his venturing hand up my dress. Her dainty fingers danced across the smooth material over my full mound as Jack sank his hand deep between my legs, pressing my underwear into my labia. Being a woman, Jana was quick to find my clitoris underneath its encasement of satin and nylon. She started to rub it in slow deep circular motions. My thighs drifted open and my dress rose up high on legs. I opened up for them and let them play with me over underwear that had become damp and warm with my hot flowing juices. Jack dug into my luscious lips as Jana worked away at my clit. My legs rocked open further. I moaned and groaned with sheer pleasure. I lifted my dress up and took it off, tossing it to the floor. Jana saw my 36-Ds contained in my sexy black lacy bra and she diverted her attention to play with my breasts. She stood up and walked behind me. She reached around and clasped both of my breasts and kissed me gently on the side of my neck. She turned her head toward Jack and gave him a long hot kiss on the lips. Jack moved his hand up to my clit and continued where Jana left off. He was really going at it and I was getting extremely wet. Jana rubbed her hands all up and down my soft silky smooth abdomen, then worked her way back up to my breasts. She unhooked my bra and let it fall down around my shoulders. She cupped my breasts in her hands and kneaded them gently. She fingered and playfully pitched my nipples, which drove me crazy. 

Jack began to emerge from the chair. I felt his stiffening penis poke into my ass cheek as he motioned for me to stand up. I got up off his lap. He stood and faced me, stripping me of my dangling bra and tossed it aside. He kissed me and sat me down on the bed. He turned to Jana and embraced her. He kissed her passionately and unzipped the back of her dress. Her dress fell to the floor around her feet. She stepped out of it and kicked it aside. She was clad in a matching set of pink satin panties, which were cut high on the leg, and pink lacy bra. She wore black nylon pantyhose over her panties. Her body was exquisite. Jack kissed her and squeezed her ass. He slid his big hands up her arched back and unsnapped her bra. He took off of her and threw it across the room. He sat Jana down on the bed next to me. Jack performed a strip tease for us as he took off his suit. He slithered out of the red silk boxer shorts that I bought him last Christmas. Jack stood there naked with an 8 inch hard on. Jana gasped at his sized. She seemed pleased. 

Jack told me to lie back on the bed while he pulled off my pantyhose and panties, while Jana caressed my tummy and breasts. Once my nicely trimmed pussy was exposed, she moved her hand down to pet it. Then Jack made Jana lay down and he removed the rest of her undergarments. He dropped her silky and satiny underwear to the floor where they co-mingled with my sexy underthings. The sight made Jack very aroused. He stood and admired the two beautiful brunettes he was about to conquer. He stroked his thick, long penis as he contemplated his next move.

I laid upon the bed waiting in anticipation. Jack lay down between us and began to caress both of our pussies. Jana had a rich, dark, lovely, thatch of hair protecting her pubis. It was a beautiful. I wanted to touch her. Jack rubbed both of our mounds simultaneously as he lay between us. He turned to kiss our cheeks and necks alternately. His hands made their way up to our chest and he began playing with our breasts at the same time. I stroked his penis as he did this. Then he rolled over on top of me and kissed me hard on the lips. I sighed as he pulled away and stood up. He pulled my legs off over the side of the bed and lowered his hips to mine. He took the tip of his cock and rubbed it all over my vulva. Then he focused on my clit. I was incredibly wet as he rubbed his cock hard and fast on my blood engorged clit. He checked my snatch to see if I was wet enough for him, then he entered my vagina. This is what I waited for all night. It felt soooooo gooood! He slipped his hot hard penis deep into my snatch and I clenched his throbbing member with my strong vaginal muscles. He loved that. Once he found a good spot, he worked his way into a steady rhythm. He fucked me at an angle and was not lying totally on top of me. His beautiful and gifted cock glanced off my G-Spot with every forward thrust. I was in ecstasy.

Jana played with her own lovely pussy as she watched Jack fuck me. She couldn't take just sitting there and pleasuring herself any longer and decided to join in. She leaned over me and kissed me on the mouth as Jack fucked me. She then worked her way down my body giving me little kisses and tender flicks with her hot tongue. I reached for her dangling breasts as she moved away. She made her way down to my stuffed snatch. She watched closely as Jack's dick worked its way in and out of my pussy. She lowered her head and started nibbling on my sensitive clitoris. Then she licked, probed and sucked it with her gifted tongue and mouth. It was quite a feeling to have my clit licked and my pussy filled and pumped at the same time. I came in no time at all. I screamed so loud that I was afraid the neighbors would call hotel security because they thought a woman was being killed. The only thing dead in the room was my precious little pussy, which had died and went to heaven.

Jack eased out of me and let me bask in the moment. He was not finished yet. He lured Jana's head up from my crotch and planted a kiss on her full luscious lips, which was smeared with my wetness and her red lipstick. After the kiss, he held her in place and stuck his cock to her face. She opened her mouth and took it in lovingly. She reached up with one hand and got a hold of his rock hard shaft and began devouring his cock. She sucked and milked him to no end. I wonder if she could taste my essence on his dick. Jack stood back and just enjoyed it. She licked his big droopy balls and batted them around with her darting tongue. The she went back to sucking his cock. He pulled it out and began to playfully smack her face with his rubbery hard on. In turn, she tried to snap at it with her mouth as if it were a game. They giggled as they played.

Jack made Jana remain on all fours, but he made her turn away from him. He pulled her hips up to his groin and placed the tip of his cock to her lovely snatch. He eased himself into her tight wet hole and began to fuck her deep, hard and long. She bounced off his bucking pubic region and he would just pull her back with his powerful arms and slam her back into him. She loved it! She groaned and rocked as she got it from behind. Like me, she had a hard time containing herself. She was loud as she panted, moaned, and begged for more. Her accent combined with her mock little girl voice made the whole auditory scene very arousing for Jack. I was getting turned on too. I reached up and played with her flapping breasts. 

They were firm, but had to give during the intense impact being applied to her body. They were beautiful and I loved to touch and message them. With my free hand I found myself playing with my clit. I thought about my husband fucking Jana's pussy with his huge cock until she begged for mercy. I enjoyed seeing them both in such pleasure. Jana soon arrived at a thundering climax. She exhaled and roared like a wildcat as she achieved her ultimate pleasure. But, Jack was not through and he did not let up. This drove Jana insane. She came three more times before he did and each time was more intense than the previous.

After ten minutes of non-stop pounding, Jack felt himself coming. He did not know if he should just come in Jana's pussy. We never had the chance to talk about ground rules or birth control methods. He wanted to come in her badly though. But, he decided to pull out and shoot his wad all over her hot, sweaty, and quivering butt cheeks. It was amazing to see how far he shot the white globs of cum from his penis. It was like a shotgun blast of white all over her hynie. Then an urge came over me. I bent down and licked my husband's cum off of Jana's sweet ass. It tasted heavenly. Then I went over to Jack and cleaned him off with my mouth. I tasted Jana's musty womanly flavor on his mighty meat pole. I sucked him off wildly until he couldn't stand it any longer. His cock ring became quite sensitive and he was begging for me to stop. I refused and kept going with more tenacity. He jerked uncontrollably and came in a torrent. He heaved a breath-stealing scream. That was the first time he had a vocally expressed orgasm. I was stunned. But no one was more shocked than he. Once he recouped, he stood me up, embraced me tightly, and kissed me passionately.

Jana stood up and wrapped her arms around us. We stood there for awhile. Then I turned and kissed Jana passionately on the lips. After a while, our tongues swirled wildly within our connected mouths. We hugged and felt each other's bodies with exploring hands. We were hot and perspiring. Our bodies were very slippery to the touch. My hand found her plump, moist, pussy. I found myself grabbing and molesting Jana's fleshy, hairy, mound and pinching her clit. I spread open her labia and stuck my fingers into her hot box. I almost wished I had a penis for one moment so that I could fully take her and vanquish her. I needed to have her. 

Jana lay down upon the bed and spread her legs open for me. I settled between her thighs and placed my face up to her crotch. I examined it and pet it with my hands at first. I was intrigued with the beauty of a woman's vagina. I mean I had one and looked at it in a mirror, but I never saw one this close and personal before. I kissed all over her vulva. Her scent was very womanly and musty, very much like the way my freshly fucked pussy smells. I began exploring her with my tongue. A couple of times I stuck my probing tongue into her vagina. After exploring and teasing, I lapped up her budding clitoris. My tongue slid around her love button in a semi circular motion. I liked that, so I figured that she might too. She pulled my hair, which I like very much during sex, and held my head into her pubic arch. Jack saw me on my haunches with my rear in air going down on another woman and it drove him nuts. He still wanted to cum in a wet, warm, and inviting pussy. 

Mine was there for his taking. He mounted me from behind and fucked me like a dog in heat as I ate out Jana. Judging by her body language and her vocal expressions, I knew she loved what I was doing and I was doing it well. It takes a woman to know what a woman wants. I couldn't believe that I made her get off through lingual to clitoral stimulation. I kind of felt proud that I was able to get another woman off like that. I kissed her soft fleshy nub gently. Jack stood behind me slamming into my ass. His cock speared right through me with every forward motion. It was not long before he came inside me. His cum dribbled out of me as he pulled out. He stepped back and told Jana and me to continue what we were doing while he watch. We went on for twenty more minutes, while he watched and masturbated.




We Met Her at a Wedding



Jana came two more times, but after a while she whispered to me that she wanted Jack to cum inside her pussy. She sensed a look of reservation on my face. She said that she problems with her fallopian tubes and that she could not get pregnant and that we were not to worry. I was a good judge of character and I didn't think she would lie about something like that.

Jana laid back, lifted and spread her legs. Jack climbed upon her and slipped his stiff cock into her nice saturated vagina. He rocked her gently first, then he picked up the pace. She liked how his pubic bone pressed against her clit. Her vagina felt very full and satisfied with Jack's thickness and length. I stared as his cock just stuffed her pussy. Watching them together turned me on. A slight hint of jealousy hit me as I saw my husband intimately screwing this young beautiful woman. But the feeling soon passed as Jana looked over to me lovingly and reached out for me. She wanted to hold my hand as my husband made love to her. I held her hand and stroked her face and hair as Jack rocked her steadily in the missionary position. Jack slowed his pace and started to grind and gyrate into her. She moaned in delight. Jack needed slow deep penetrating thrusts for him to cum this time. He stroked her hair back and kissed her neck, cheek, and temple as he moved in and out of her vagina. She begged for him to cum inside her. She wanted to feel his hot liquid shoot inside her. He did not let her down. He came and she shuddered as his warm ejaculate bathed her inner walls. Jack, being the good guy that he was, continued a little longer so that Jana could cum one more time as well. He was always a thoughtful lover. 

We lay in bed together to rest a bit. Jack lay between us. He had an arm around us both, and we rested our heads on his shoulders. We made some pillow talk and sipped more wine. 

After a brief respite, we started up again. Jack fucked Jana's pussy again. She was his new toy. He placed her on her back and pulled her legs off the side of the bed before he stuck his cock into her again. I watched as her vagina swallowed his shaft. I bent down and licked her clit as they screwed. I stared closely at the action that took place just inches from my mouth. The movement of Jack's thrusting cock stuffing Jana's pussy was tantalizing. My tongue slid off of Jana's clit onto the top of Jack's wet shaft. I licked his working cock as it disappeared and reappeared at the door to Jana's vagina. I alternated my tongue between his cock and her clit as they fucked vigorously.

Then Jana wanted to eat me out. I lay down and opened my legs for her. Her loving tongue lavished my clit and pussy with her steamy wet saliva. She was very good. She was talented and knew had to please both and man and a woman. Jack got behind Jana and entered her vagina. After a few minutes, he pulled out and tried to put it in her ass, but she refused to allow him. She was scared that it would hurt her too much. So Jack put it back in her pussy for a while, but then he stopped and pulled out again. He seemed to be more content at watching us and masturbating so he left us alone. Jana brought me to another dreamy orgasm. I offered to return the favor and we switched places.

She lay on her back and opened her legs for me. I went down on her glorious pussy and licked her clit. My probing tongue ventured into her moist vagina. I ate her out and she just took it all in. She moaned and wiggled about. Jack saw me with my ass up in the air and decided that he wanted to take me in my vulnerable position. He found some petroleum jelly in my purse and applied it generously to his penis. He moved in behind me and pushed his cock into my ass. I jumped for a beat as I was startled by Jack's invasive presence in my ass. We tried anal sex on occasion, but it wasn't for me. I knew Jack like it though. I went right back to loving Jana's pussy with my tongue.

After a while, Jack's deep forceful penetrations into my ass broke me down and he pushed me down on to Jana's firm open body. Our breasts felt wonderful as they slipped and slid between each other. Jack drove my ass downward, which caused my pelvis to bump and press down hard onto Jana's pubic bone. We mashed our wet slippery pussies together. Our clits found each other and we began to rub them together. The feeling was incredible. I felt like a human sandwich wedged between my horny husband and our new hot friend. We stayed in this position for several minutes. Soon, I felt Jack begin to tremble. I knew he was ready to cum. I was very close and by the way Jana was panting and grunting, I knew she was ready to let loose as well. With one last powerful and deep thrust, which he held in place in my ass, he shot his wad into anal cavity. We all came at the same time! 

We all climbed off of each other and settled into bed. We fell asleep in a tangled web of arms and legs. What an experience!

We got to see Jana on a regular basis. We even had her baby-sit our kids for us. We got together a few more times after my cousin's wedding. The sex was incredible. Then about three months later, we learned that Jana became pregnant. How was that possible? I thought she said she was physically incapable. She said that she was sorry that she lied to me, but she wanted a baby badly and that Jack had the perfect physical traits that she was looking for in a father. If her baby was born in America, it would make her easier to become and American citizen. I was upset, primarily because she lied to me and betrayed my trust in her. But it did not take her long to seduce us again. Her pregnant body introduced a new dynamic into our three-way love making adventures. We are still very close.



We Met Her At The Hotel Pool



My Master Kevin and I decided to go to Ocean City for the weekend. It was springtime so still a little chilly. That did not stop us, for we were going to spend the long weekend together. It was about a three hour drive. As we were about 2 hours into the drive, I decided that my master needed some relief. So I edge over towards him and slowly moved my hand to his crotch. He reacted immediately. This told me it was ok. I then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. I grabbed his large cock and started to suck. Master Kevin had never had road head before and really was enjoying it. He demanded when he is ready to cum, I better swallow all of it. This is never a problem; I love to taste my master's cum. Kevin was getting so turned on; he was having trouble concentrating on the road. Next thing I knew he was cumming in my mouth and I was swallowing it all. Master was happy and said, "Now it is your turn. Take off your pants and panties all the way and touch yourself so the truck drivers driving past could see."

I did exactly that. I pulled off my jeans and then my panties and hung my panties from Kevin's mirror. I moved my hand down to my wet pussy and start to play with my clit. This was not good enough; Master demanded I play with both hands. I did exactly that. One hand was moving in and out of my pussy while the other was taking care of my clit. I enjoyed having to do this in the car with the thought other people would see. I soon was approaching my climax as Kevin pulled over and finished me off with his tongue on the side of the road. I came so much, master made me even hornier. I pissed him off because I got his seat all wet. He slapped me across the face and told me for wetting his seat; I will be punished when we got to the hotel.

Master Kevin did not let me get dressed until we arrived in the hotel parking lot. He made me open the door and put my panties on right in the parking lot. Then he made me finish by putting my pants on in the parking lot. I did not complain, I am his slave and do what he tells me to. 

As we entered the room, Kevin immediately decided to punish me. He grabbed the hand cuffs out of his bag and hand cuffed my arms behind my back. Next, he tore off my clothes. He then grabbed me by the head and threw me on the bed. He made sure I was laying on my stomached as he tied my legs. Master then grabbed his belt and started to whip me. He then said, "I have to start over because you did not count and say Thank You Master after each whip." 

Master started whipping again. When he got to five, he noticed the juices dripping out of my cunt. So he started to touch me and I was so ready to cum. Then he whipped me again and said, "You forgot what number I was on right bitch."

I did. So, he started all over again with another 20 whips. My ass was so red, welted and stingy but yet I was so turned on. The rougher Kevin is with me the better. He then grabbed the whip; my eyes were watering from the pain and next thing we both knew I had an orgasm from him whipping me.

Then master untied my legs and pushed me down on the floor. I knew this meant to get on my knees. I immediately got on my knee and he pushed his big dick in my mouth. He was pushing his dick in and out of my mouth. Sometimes it choked me but he didn't care. Kevin said, "When I cum, you will take it all in your mouth and hold it there until I can see it."

Master then was cumming in my mouth. I held the cum in my mouth. He then went into the bathroom and came out. When he came out, he said, "let me see my cum." I showed it to him. He then said, "OK, swallow it you fucking whore." So I swallowed it. 

Kevin then told me to get on my bathing suit; we were going to the pool for adult swim. We did exactly that. There was only Kevin and I and one other woman in the hot tub by the pool. Master told me to start talking to the other woman, he wanted both of us. I started talking to Karyn and next thing I knew Karyn wanted the same thing. She started feeling my pussy. I did not complain. I enjoyed a woman touching me so that Kevin could get turned on. Kevin realized what the woman was doing, so he came over to me and started touching me too. As both Kevin and Karyn touched me, I was getting so turned on and I saw Karyn kiss Kevin. Kevin said to me, "Come on whore, the three of us are going up to the room."

As soon as I got in the room, Kevin told Karyn that I was his slave. She was turned on by this. Kevin said, "Hey bitch, I want you to eat out Karyn." So I removed my bathing suit and Karyn's bathing suit. I slowly kissed down her until I reached Karyn's womanhood. I lick her clit. I licked around her clit and put my tongue inside her pussy. I kept doing this until Karyn was able to cum in my mouth. Kevin watched. I was excited because I was going to have Karyn eat me out now. Kevin then said, "No bitch you are not cumming this time." 

Kevin then had both Karyn and I suck his dick. We took turns sucking. He then was ready to cum as he stick his cock inside of Karyn and was ready to cum. He knew this pissed me off because I always said he could only cum in me. 

Karyn left and Kevin said, "I only wanted to cum in her to teach you a lesson. I only care about you next time you won't get my seats wet."

I knew this was fair play and I could not say anything because he was my master.