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Will and the Mystery Woman Ch. 01

By: freeman64



Will was driving his car on the highway, as he always did on Saturday before he met his friends at a bar where the drinking session would last till 10 in the night. Then he would go home... home, was it home? Four walls and a TV and a refrigerator did not make a home. Living alone at 35 ... how could he be at home. He had a woman for some time, just living together, till she made it clear she preferred a bigger city. When he refused to move from the town where he had grown up, she moved on. He had a house and had his own garage where he took care of all types of bikes and cars brought to him by regular customers who were mostly his longtime friends. Now he lived comfortably, driving different vehicles and never out of cash or fun. 

As Will drove his car whistling a tune, he saw a woman by the roadside wanting to hitch a ride. He stopped and thought the blue jeans and black shirt did justice to her body but he couldn't see her eyes as she sported sunglasses. He tried to guess her age as she got in and sat by his side. 

"I am going into town..." he said.

"Any town is fine with me. I wanna stay in some place where I can good food too. I won't be here for long, never stayed longer than two days in any town. Can you find a place for me?" she said in a calm and composed tone.

He nodded. This was not an ordinary woman. She was used to travelling alone and staying where ever she wanted. Must be a hippie but she was alone and he could call her a hobo but for her neat dress and nail-polished fingers. She must be one of those who went away for some time in search of peace and, when the world proved to be more cruel than home, would go back. He wanted to tell her his house was big enough to accommodate her, but would she find something amiss if he did so? What the hell, a woman travelling alone would be ready for anything, including an invitation to stay. 

"You can stay in my house, if you don't mind," he said boldly.

"If you have no family, no dogs or cats, I don't mind giving it a try," she smiled at him.

"None of those. I run a garage and that is it."

"That's cool. I love bikes and cars. Anyway it is for some time. How much should I pay you?"

"We can decide that when you leave."

"Ok, Let me buy something to eat, I'll stock up for two days."

He stopped his car near a store and she went in. While waiting he called his constant drinking partner and told him about his encounter with the woman.

"I tell you something. You be careful with these types. They will be lady-like and all that and the next morning, you will find her missing and many things in your house, too. I will watch out if I were you." he finished.

He thanked him for his sober advice (drunken advice would come between 7 and 11 p.m.) and was sure the news would spread among their circle that he had a woman staying with him. That was okay as he didn't mind being talked about, in fact he liked to be linked with women; one of the advantages of being unattached.

She came back carrying two bags and placed them in the back seat and they left for home. As he parked in front of his house, she exclaimed: "That's a nice place."

Once inside the house he took her to a room and told her she could stay there and left her alone and began watching TV.

She came out in five minutes, wearing a white shorts and yellow top. She was nice looking and he put her age at around 30. Well, he would ask her later. 

"Don't ask my name and too much about me and you won't be snubbed. I love wandering like a hermit, gypsy, hobo or whatever you call such people. I am not scared of men harming me, as I know karate and can sense bad people."

Karate! Well, karate meant he should not surprise her by walking up on her suddenly etc which she might see as an attack. She could sense bad people and hence could sense good ones, too. He had nothing to fear as he never had evil designs on her.

"Since you agree to stay with me, I assume you consider me a good man. That makes me feel better, to be trusted," Will said and remembered what his friend had said. It is not a question of her trusting him but the other way round.

They talked for sometime and went to look at the vehicles at his garage which was behind the house. 

"I love bikes, big ones," she said and walked around one and sat on it and pretended to ride it. 

Will showed her the bikes which he was repairing and they talked about vehicles for some time. Then they went inside, had dinner and she went into her room. He slept on the sofa and stayed awake for long, wondering about this mysterious woman who had walked into his life. It was then that his friend phoned to give him the drunken advice: "Man, I tell you, fuck her, if you have not done that already. Fuck her. This is a dish that has come to you on a platter, don't miss it. Fuck her." Will thanked god the advice was brief and fell asleep soon.

A sound woke him up and he found her arranging breakfast on the table. She had not run away as his friend had warned.

"Good morning," she said when he saw him sit up and stretch.

"Good morning," he yawned and went to the table. Nibbling a sandwich, he found she was energetic, a morning person. 

"I love to get up early and have breakfast, however late I go to sleep. What about you?"

"I hang out with my friends till 11 and sleep. Mostly, I wake up late."

"Do you have many friends?" she asked.

"Hmm ya. Since I grew up here, I know the whole town."

Will wondered whether he could ask so many questions as she did. They finished breakfast and he went to the backyard to work on a bike. Soon she followed him and watched him take of his shirt. He could sense that she was taking in his well-toned body, flat stomach and biceps and he flexed his muscles for her benefit. Now and then he looked at her and smiled and noticed she had no intention of taking her eyes off him. He was squatting and repairing the bike when she came and stood close to him, letting him see her sexy thighs. He looked up and saw her round boobs and let his eyes roam all over her body. She was hot, no doubt. 

"I love bikes, they sort of arouse me," she said spreading her thighs and then closing them, as if to indicate she was getting ticklish at the love junction. 

"I never saw bikes as sexy or arousing," Will lied. Sometimes he would get an erection while driving a car or bike which he had repaired as he thought driving a new vehicle was like being with a new woman. 

"The body of bikes and, of course, men arouse me. I feel hot and wet and expand down there when I see them. A bike and a shirtless man are enough to make me twitch a lot where it matters," she said and smiled in a sexy manner with a tinge of shyness.

He had an erection and it felt pleasant as the bulge moved inside his underwear.

"I like to imagine a nude man and woman on a bike..." she said as he got up, their eyes meeting and locking.

"He rides her from behind..." Will continued.

"Hmm much more ...Want something to drink? she asked abruptly and went inside and he followed her, putting on his shirt.

"Oh! Why did you put on your shirt?" she asked handing him a beer can.

"Why are suddenly talking sex?" he asked slowly removing his shirt.

"I am natural. I am whimsical and go by instinct. When my senses go crazy, I am like that. Those bikes and your physique stir me much. I am still wet, oh! god. Are you aroused?" she said looking at him intensely.

He nodded and she came and sat next to him and her left hand fell on his thighs and her right hand traced his muscular contours on his chest and belly. 

"I am going to sit on the bike nude at midnight and I expect to see that and do what is natural for you to do," she said and continued stroking his hard on. He reached out and touched her breasts, and she kissed his cheek. 

"We will continue at midnight," she winked teasingly and he nodded and went out to check a friend's car. His thoughts centered around the woman and her strange ideas of arousal and sex. Did she like sex in bed or only on bikes and cars, or was she just a tease? He wondered what was in store for him and decided the best way to find out was to wait till midnight.

(To be continued)

Will and the Mystery Woman Ch. 02



Will, after taking a look at the engine trouble of his friend's car, came back around 1 p.m. and had lunch after which the mysterious woman, who met him on the highway, said she wanted to sleep and went to her room and closed the door.

Will lay down on the couch and thought of her lascivious idea of sitting stark nude on a bike and wondered about the possible erotic positions in which they could have sex and soon dozed off.

When he woke up at 4 p.m., he found the door locked and assumed she was still sleeping. After some time, she came out and smiled at him.

"I'm sorry. I slept well. It's been a long time since I slept like that."

She looked pretty with her loose hair framing her face and her smile added to her natural charm. 

"That's fine. I will make tea." he said and went to the kitchen. She followed him and watched him as he went about making tea.

"What shall we do till midnight"? she asked.

"I thought we could just go out and meet some friends," he said offering her a cup of tea and taking one for himself.

"No. I don't want to meet your friends... as yet. Maybe later. Sorry..." she looked like she was genuinely apologetic.

"That's fine," he said reminding himself that she hardly stayed in any place for more than two days; today was the second day. Hence, it was of no use getting her acquainted with his friends.

"But I would like to know about your friends. Tell me about them," she said as if to make amends for not wanting to meet them.

"Hmm. I have lots of them. Most grew up with me here. I have four with whom I hangout regularly. Freddy, a chubby, bearded drunkard, whom we call Captain Haddock. Nice guy, but his wife had a different opinion. Now he lives with his dog. Then we have Ann and her husband Joe. They have two boys. Nice family. Then we have lots of others who drop in for a drink now and then.'

"Good, but I am a rolling stone and want neither memories nor friends," she said in a tone which betrayed an underlying melancholy.

"So, what shall we do till midnight? You wanna practice?" He said in an effort to cheer her up.

"I'm not horny right now. Shall we go out somewhere?" she asked nervously.

"What do you prefer? A walk or a ride?" he asked trying to understand her mood swings.

"Let's go for a drive, so we can avoid people. I hope it's okay with you?" she asked.

He nodded and got out his car and they took the highway which was empty, save for a few speeding trucks now and then.

"I love long drives which go on and on with no end in sight. The road looks like a huge friendly serpent lying in front of us, swallowing time and memories as we travel. I think if there are no memories, human race would be different. What do you say?" she said trying to keep her hair in place as the evening wind played with it.

Suddenly, she sounded philosophical, detached and distant, making him feel as if he was trying to figure out a movie he had begun watching from the middle. He came to the conclusion she was trying to forget the past and was making an effort to run away from it.

"Yeah. I too wish I could forget half of my life," he said to make her feel comfortable. He had no regrets, not even over his live-in relationship, because all his friends had rightly predicted the break-up.

"Look at the sunset! It's lovely. I always love to see a setting sun and the rising moon. Nature is so pure, pristine and innocent. Oh! Am I boring you with my description of scenery? Park the car, let's watch the sunset," she said, perking up a bit.

He did so and they watched the golden globe cast a yellow light all around as it descended towards the horizon. She took his hand and placed it on her thighs and went down slightly in the seat. Unzipping her jeans, she revealed the top of her white panties and gestured to him to play with her. He slid his left hand inside and found a hot and shaven pussy. His finger went in smoothly as his thumb drew circles around her swollen clitoris. Encouraged by her wet and slippery love alley, he inserted two fingers, took them out and smelled them.

"Do you like the smell?"

"Fantastic fragrance," he said and offered his fingers to her which she smelled and then sucked.

Coming closer to him, she guided his fingers into her vagina which she raised to accommodate him comfortably. The darkness which was painting the evening was so intoxicating that she began kissing him and took out his 7-inch erect manhood and stroked it gently. They slowed down as they began breathing faster and withdrew their hands which were busy giving pleasure to each other. 

"Wow, You have a nice big cock and I got aroused like hell, but I want our first encounter to be on a bike. Let's postpone our excitement, save our energy and wait till midnight when the moon will light up our romantic romp," she said buttoning up her pants and helped him also.

"Let's have dinner at a place further down where you won't come across anyone I know. Is that fine?" he asked.

"Yeah. You sure there won't be anyone watching us when we have sex on the bike?"

"You are the one who came up with the suggestion. Didn't you think of that possibility? I am just kidding. The garage is covered on the left side and I haven't seen the neighbors on the right side. I think they live elsewhere and come here once in a while," he explained as he drove towards a diner where they had pizza and Pepsi.

They reached home after dinner and Will went to get drinks for them. 

"I will have a bath and be back," she said abruptly and went into her room. He placed her drink on the table, drank his and thought she could have invited him for the bath with her. Switching on the TV and watching the news, he realized their relationship or friendship, whatever it was, had not reached a stage where he could take her for granted. It was a tightrope walk for them. She alternated between being comfortable and then suddenly becoming withdrawn. He left it to her to decide what she wanted to do. Seeing her emerge out of her room, dressed in a white skirt, he felt that there no hint of inner encumbrances like bra or panties. She took the drink from the table where he had kept it and she sat next to him.

"Why don't you have a bath and wear something...like this?" she asked.

"No inner wear, like you?" 

"I hate panties and bra. I love being nude inside the house, always," she said as he looked wistfully at her tempting thighs.

"Go have a bath and wear boxers with nothing inside," she pushed him.

When he returned, he found her watching a movie. Pouring another drink for them both, he plopped down next to her on the couch. She ran her fingers through his hair and kissed his cheek as they sipped their drink slowly. Waiting to have sex and letting the steam build up was a new erotic experience for him. He could grab her and take her from behind to relieve himself of the mounting sexual stress but that wouldn't betray the trust she had in him. Also, he was not sure how she might react; she might just up and leave and he would see no trace of her again.

"You look sexy in your boxers," she said finishing her drink, and, coming closer to him, she slipped her hand into the boxers and gripped his erection. 

"Oooh, I love your big cock," she said stroking him gently. They kissed, savoring the saliva and the smell of sexuality oozing out of their each and every pore. 

"Hmm , it is around 11 and dark all around, do you think it is time for us to begin. I can't wait any longer," she asked.

"Let's go out and see," he said and got up and opened the back door and stepped out into the garage. There was no light in the house next door and it was dark all round, except for the faint moonlight. She came and stood next to him and took his hands.

"I think it is quiet and the town has gone to sleep. Put on a light here, so that we can see ourselves," she said and went inside. As he switched on the light she came out of the house nude. He removed his boxers and his cock sprang out. They hugged and kissed as their hands fondled, parted, pinched and plucked their asses with fervor. 

"Turn around and sit on the bike, let me suck you," she said.

He sat on the bike with his legs on either side and she stood by the side of the bike and held his cock with both her hands. Her hair fell on his stomach and thighs, covering his view, and he gathered it and pulled it back.

"Your big boy needs both my hands," she said and began sucking the throbbing meat. Her hot tongue and mouth relished his balls and cock while he watched her in the dim light. He held her hair and moved himself gently into her mouth for a few minutes.

"Now it is your turn," she said and sat on the bike and held his shoulders to balance herself as he bent down to eat her. Parting her inviting wet pussy petals, he slurped her from top to bottom and went all the way down to her tight asshole. 

"Hmm, you are a naughty ass-explorer, asslicker, aren't you? I love that. Shit! Open me wide and eat, you starved man, mmmm..." she let out throaty moans.

Her running commentary came as a titillating surprise and egged him on to lick and bite her hungrily all over.

"I wanna sit on that pole and do a pole dance, baby," she said and got down from the bike and watched him sit with his legs on both sides.

"I am gonna sit on your erection, hold me," she said and mounted the penis as Will held her hips. She kissed him as his eager equipment slid inside her slippery cunt and opened her up wider and wider. 

"Jesus! I feel like I am coming, you horny horse, you got me all wet and juicy," she said as she bobbed on him. The night was quiet except for the sound of the hard projectile entering a sloppy pussy and thighs dashing against thighs as the erotic cavorting picked up speed. She slowed down after a few minutes and said: "Take me from behind and cum inside me. I want your cum all over the seat."

She lifted herself from his rod, and both got down and she sat on the bike and held the handle bars as if she were riding it and raised her ass. Will sat behind her as she lowered her cunt on to his manhood, taking it in inch by inch. He held her round and shapely boobs and thrust into her pussy, prompting her to raise herself higher. Holding her hips he rode her from behind as her moans and curses became louder. After a few minutes of savage lunges into her cavern of lust, she gasped and said, "I am fucking cumming again." 

He felt her cunt muscles contract, quiver and shudder and she broke out into an orgasm, drenching his invading weapon in her sex juices. Grabbing her boobs tighter, he battered her faster and faster, racing towards his mighty explosion which came soon, in spurt after spurt inside her twitching orifice. Both were breathing harder and he held on to her as the aftershocks of his quaking climax tapered off. Sweat covered their contended bodies and they sat there to let their heartbeat stabilize. 

"Your cum is dripping out of my cunt, oooh, I can feel it. I wanna see cum on the seat, withdraw slowly, please," she moaned.

After a few minutes his erection slipped out and he stood by the bike as she too got down. 

"Ooh! Baby, see those lovely white pearls of jizz, I love that," she said and wiped them off with her fingers and licked them clean. "Oh! Heavenly, tasty, salty seed." 

She hugged him and said: "That was stupendous, cunt-blowing fuck. Let's go inside and have a drink."

Sitting nude and slaking their thirst, he said: "I am surprised how you are a different person at times, the words you used when we had sex took me by surprise, you know."

"That is natural, all women use such words in heat, don't you know? Maybe you didn't expect me to turn into a wild one?" she winked.

"Ya, that is true but anyway we had rocking sex," he said and began fondling her pussy which was still open and wet from the recent salacious encounter. 

"Let's go to bed," she said and took his hands and led him into the bedroom. Lying on her back she opened her thighs invitingly and he lay between them, rubbing his semi-erection again her smooth love mound.

"I thought we would fuck only on a bike," he said.

"Hmm. Silly you, I wanted our first sexual coupling to be like that," she giggled..

By now his penis had hardened again and he slid it into her slit which his semen had lubricated just then. Her thighs entwined his hips, mouths met, moans and grunts mingled and sweat spread on his back as they entered a world of pounding and plunging. He came after a few minutes of gyrating lunges, flooding her again.

"You are a fabulous fucker off the bike, too," she said giggling and held his semi-erect cock, stroked his balls and was soon lost in a satisfied sleep.

But he lay awake, still wondering about this woman: would she leave soon, what was her past, was she running away from law? Her language and behavior revealed that she had had a good upbringing and education, but one could never say. A few more days with her might make things clear or maybe he would wake up tomorrow and find her gone; that was his last thought as he fell asleep.

(To be continued)



Will and the Mystery Woman Ch. 03



When Will woke up next morning, he was glad to see the mystery woman had not left but was sleeping next to him. He thought of their sex act on the bike the previous night and rubbed his early morning erection against her round ass making her stir gently.

"Horny horse, good morning," she said as he continued spooning. She reached behind and stroked his proud dick and he cupped her lovely, ample breast and smelled her hair, neck and kissed. 

"This is your third day here and I am glad you didn't leave," he said.

"Oh! Do you take every spoken word seriously? I did say I won't stay in a place for more than two days. But I can always make an exception, can't I?" she asked vehemently but with no trace of anger.

"Of course, you can," he said wondering if he had said something unsavory.

"Then go and make breakfast for us and make me feel at home," she giggled. 

He turned her over and mounted her and they kissed deeply. Then Will went to the kitchen to make breakfast and soon called her to the table. When they were finishing breakfast, the door bell rang. Will opened the door to find a short woman wearing thick glasses standing outside with a smile.

"Hi, I am Agatha, your neighbor," she said and extended her hand.

"Hi, please come in," he said and shook her hand.

She came in and smiled at Will's friend and sat on the couch where Will joined her. Will's sex partner preferred to stand and appeared fidgety and was sizing up the neighbor.

"I come here to our house once in a while and haven't had the opportunity to meet you. Sometimes my husband accompanies me," she paused and continued. "I don't know how to begin. To put it bluntly, I saw you in the garage last night."

She hesitated waiting for their reaction.

"I don't know if that is proper...," Will said demurely.

"I was not eavesdropping, you see. I didn't go snooping around, looking into windows. You were in the open and when I looked out of my window I saw you two nude and indulging in carnal celebration, lost to the world as it were. It was highly erotic, by the way," she gesticulated.

Will and his friend did not know what to say, as they felt the woman was correct. 

"My husband dropped me here around 5 in the evening and went back to the city. I was tired and slept and when I woke up it was dark. Hearing voices, I looked out of the window and saw you," she explicated.

That explained why they did not see a car outside and why there were no lights next door. 

"I think you are wondering why I have come here; you saw a sight and that is it! Wait for it to happen the next time, why do you come and tell us. Is that what you want to ask me?"

Will nodded rather dumbly as he had no clue where this conversation was going. 

"Well, I am 45 and frigid, you know, cold in the sex department. I rarely get aroused or indulge in sex. Since my husband traveled a lot, I got to exploring the internet and found a site where I could post stories. I found many friends, and guess what? Sex is the hot topic of all. Literature, music etc take a back seat there. No takers! Hence I started writing imaginary or real sex stories. I acquired friends in hordes and they flirted with me and I got addicted to the feeling of making men and women aroused. I felt wanted in that world I created and found an effective way to fight loneliness and coming to terms with frigidity. I hope it makes sense to you," she paused and added, "Can I have water, please?" 

Will's friend went to fetch water. The neighbor waited for her to return with a glass of water and gulped a mouthful. 

"It is simple from here. I want to post what I saw, that is, your bold sex act. If I did not tell you but went ahead and put it up on a website, you would never know. But I want to share it with you and want you to see how people react to that story. It would be a different experience and arousal for you two," she beamed and held her hands together in her lap as if she had made a great business proposition.

Will and his friend looked at each other totally confused and, sensing this, the neighbor took leave of them, saying she would come in the evening to know what they thought.

After she left, they sat quiet for some moments and the woman was the first to speak.

"I don't see any harm in her writing about us without names or photos. What do we lose?"

Will agreed: "No loss to us. But let's not be too enthusiastic in front of her. There is no scope for blackmail also. I mean we have to think of all aspects of the situation."

"Basically, I don't trust any person. But as long as we don't have anything to lose, we don't have to worry. But tell me, why the hell did she tell us this?"

"Ya. I too don't get it. Maybe there is much more to this than meets the eye."

"Didn't think much about this. Come here, I hate to see you worried,'' she extended her hand. They kissed and fondled but he was still thinking of what transpired. Just then Will's cellphone rang and he listened for a few seconds and said 'okay' a few times.

"I gotta go and see a friend. I'll be back for lunch," he kissed her and left.

It was 12 when he returned and immediately they began eating lunch.

"I wanna ask you something. What do I call you, how do I introduce you? I was wondering how to introduce you to that woman. Good thing she didn't ask your name?"

"Call me Cinderella, because I may disappear soon," she laughed.

"Cindy it is then."

"I would like to make a few things clear. Since I find you are a nice guy, I have no plans of leaving soon. Tell me how did you like these three days?"

"The best I had in recent times. I must thank you for that."

"Oh! You can kiss my pussy and ass daily by way of thanking me," she laughed and he joined in.

"When people try to control each other there is no happiness. We were happy because we did not try to control each other. Thoughts of insecurity and possessiveness create tension and make us try to control each other and we end up losing what we have. Imagine if we could live our entire lives like these three days. That would be fine, right? Expectation leads to disappointment," she said.

"My girlfriend left because she wanted me to leave this place and I couldn't. I have been living alone ever since and when you came I felt glad there is someone..."

"Oh! And when I leave you will weep? That is the problem. You are becoming possessive. Stop it. Just enjoy?"

"Okay. I won't think that you will leave. Maybe that will help."

"And, you have not seen your friends ever since I came here. Please meet them as you used to do. If you change yourself for me, you might dislike me soon. Get drunk and do what you used to do."

"They will understand. They know you are here and have left us alone. I will meet them after some days," he smiled.

In the evening, there were sitting on the couch and chatting when the neighbor came with a laptop and showed them the story she had posted on the website. 

"It has got 50 views and many people have commented on it. Most of them said it was erotic and great and three said it was possible for only lithe and athletic persons to do what you did. See." she said.

Will and Cindy sat side by side and saw the post titled 'Al fresco erotica' and read the comments too. Reading the post, they felt aroused and excited. 

Cindy offered Agatha a drink and suddenly they felt quiet at ease with the woman. 

"I will be here for sometime as my husband will be away. Since I found you, I am inspired. Can you tell me some other erotic and new experience you had before this, I mean if you don't mind."

"No, this is the first time we had sex," Will said becoming alert about Agatha's interest in their sex life.

"I would like to write more and hence in case you have such lovely encounters, please let me know. And why don't you sign in to this website, you can read my posts and comment on them, too. That would be fun," she said and left.

"Do you want to join the website. That woman is beginning to control us, don't you think so?' Cindy asked.

"You are obsessed with people trying to control you. She just suggested and we can join or not join, it is our decision and we are still in control of the situation," Will said.

"Now I see why she wanted to show what she wrote. She expects us to provide us more sex stuff. Hey! what if she becomes hot, I mean she loses her frigidity and joins you in bed?" Cindy asked.

Will laughed at the idea.

"Don't worry, she is 45.. and she is not my type .. er.. maybe she would like you in bed. " Will winked .

"Go to hell. I don't fuck women, " she smiled and gently hiked up her skirt, revealing her thighs and Will fondled her pussy. He stood up and let his erection out of his boxers and she mouthed him, and further pulled down his boxers, till he was nude.

She spread her thighs invitingly for him and he buried his face between her thighs and slurped noisily and groaned at the taste.

"You lovely cunt, you taste like strawberry. I can eat you all night and in the morning too," he said and his tongue twirled around her asshole.

"Hmm you horny boy, how does my rearhole taste?"

"Like a crushed rosebud," he said and continued his anal exploration.

Both of them were in no hurry and went on mutually licking and sucking till she said she wanted to be licked from behind. She got up from the couch and bent down in front of him, offering her holes for his warm tongue. His fingers expanded her tight rear entrance while his tongue spread and bit and sucked her pussy petals. Hugging her hips, he asked her to raise her legs vertically and balance herself entirely on her hands. Still sitting on the couch, he continued slurping her cunt for a few minutes in that position. He pulled her back and let her sit on his thighs

"Mmm that was awfully great. Never been licked in that gymnastic pose. Why don't you stand on your hands?' she asked gleefully.

Will bent down and she pulled his cock between his legs and milked it. Balancing himself on his hands he lifted himself up with help from Cindy who hugged his thighs. She sucked his cock and bit his balls for a while till his hands allowed him to carry his weight. 

"Fuck me like that, wheelbarrow style," she asked and he nodded.

She sat on his lap facing away from him and he inserted his erection inside her and slowly stood up. She placed her hands firmly on the floor and slipped her legs around both side of his hips. Holding her hips he rode her slowly at first and then with lusty spikes. She could take only five lunges, when she asked him to stop. Then she turned around and, facing him, raised her legs which he pulled up high till her head was on the floor. He plunged into her cupped up pussy and pounded her as she stroked her clitoris, moaning and cursing. 

"Lift me up, you horny horse,' she cried and he bent down and pulled her up with his dick still couched inside her cunt. Her legs dangling on both sides of his hips and hands around his neck she bobbed up and down on the pole while he fingered and inserted a finger in her asshole as they kissed deeply.

"I am so horny, won't stop even after you cum," she gasped. She continued sliding his cock in and out as he walked slowly and placed her on the table. He withdrew his till and tongued her pussy which was open and twitching and again invaded her smooth pink hole. Pinning her down by holding her arms, he vigorously ploughed her. 

"I want to puncture your pussy, you horny cunt and cream you all night, you... cunt baby."

"Oh I love your dirty talk, you bull, rock my cunt, oooh!" she almost screamed.

With one hand he teased her clitoris and with the other he prised open her asshole. The triple assault on her erogenous areas, triggered a massive orgasm and she screamed out that she was coming. Her paraoxysmic, passionate body twitches, brought on his climax, and he splashed his lust into her and fell on her and kissed her mouth. With his meat till transfixed inside her, they kissed till he became limp and slipped out. He kissed her boobs and went down to her belly button and then to her cunt which was overflowing with his semen and slurped away.

"I want you to come again, you hot cunt whore," he said and spread her wide and licked her creamed pussy while fingering her clitoris. She pushed her mound into his mouth holding and grabbing his hair. The sight of him hungrily lapping up his own cum and his tongue searching for pleasure inside her, pushed her slowly and steadily to her orgasm. His cum flowed down over her asshole and his tongue followed the trail and slurped away at her rear hole too and she arched her ass and let out a scream signalling her yet another internal explosion. He went on licking her throbbing asshole for some time till she went limp and lay still.

After a few minutes of silence after their lusty action, Will and Cindy went to the bedroom and kissing each other lazily.

"I think we should register ourselves on the site, so that we can read our own performance," Will said. 

"And Will, did you notice our window was open...?" Cindy asked.

"Hmmm... yes. I purposefully left it open. The frigid cunt would have got an eyeful," Will laughed.

"You horny, naughty prick..." she said slapping his arm.

"Oh, then why didn't you close the window yourself?" Will asked. 

"Ah! Let her see us and write. I hope she saw it all. Will, I am beginning to enjoy this," she said and kissed him and was soon asleep.



Will and the Mystery Woman Ch. 04



The next morning Will and Cindy logged on to the website that the neighbor Agatha contributed to and registered themselves as 'bikelovers2'. 

It turned out that their hunch was right: Agatha had watched them have sex, thanks to the window which was left open and she had written a story on that called, "Neighbors' amour". They commented on it, saying it was well-written and got them aroused. 

After half an hour, Agatha came to meet them and they told her they called themselves 'bikelovers2' on the website and had. commented on her story.

"Wow. thank you so much for that. I will check it out later and am also glad that you didn't mind my watching you perform last night. So what else do you have in mind next?"

"Nothing special right now," Will said.

"Why don't you have sex on the steps of your front door at night, maybe at 2 a.m. when there won't be a soul around?" Agatha suggested.

They were a bit taken aback by her boldness and her assumption that they would do anything she wanted them to do. But they found it exciting and saw nothing wrong in that.

Cindy was the first to speak: "Ya, that would be a fine idea. But can't you just imagine and write that instead of asking us to do it."

"I have written some stories earlier from imagination but I need to see how it works out practically, and how you innovate and perform. That lends more authenticity and originality," Agatha said.

That sounded reasonable to them and they assured her they would indulge in sex on the front steps around 2.

"I find the idea arousing and am wet already," Cindy said after Agatha left.

"I can do something about that," Will said and squeezed her pussy.

Around 2 a.m. they went out; Will was dressed in boxers and Cindy in a short skirt. They stood on the porch and kissed under a dim light which was bright enough considering the darkness all around. Cindy went down, pulled down his boxers and stroked his erection which sprang out. She took him fully in her mouth, savoring his meat and coating it with saliva. She stood up and he squatted before her and pushed his head up into her skirt and ate her soggy cunt.

Will sat nude on the steps and went almost supine and Cindy squatted over his face and let him eat her for sometime before sitting on his erection and sliding up and down. Will held her hips and raised himself into her and the rhythmic movement continued with passionate kissing. Then Cindy got down from him and knelt on the steps prompting Will to take her from behind. He rode her feverishly and the tempo reached a peak culminating in a fierce explosion that rocked his body. She moaned as his hot jets of semen splashed on her vaginal walls and filled her. Breathing hard, they sat side by side and after a few minutes went inside.

Next morning, they read Agatha's version of their act and found she had pepped it up a bit by saying that there were afraid of being caught or being embarrassed by a neighbor and hence ended their indulgence soon. As they finished reading, they heard a car pull up next door and went to the window and saw a man going into the house and assumed that would be Agatha's husband. Will turned to look at Cindy and found her face pale and stunned. She went to her bedroom and Will followed her. 

"What happened? Do you know that man?" Will asked her.

Cindy remained quiet for sometime and Will let her be, sensing that there was something sensitive connected to that man who had just then walked into Agatha's house. After half an hour of silence, Cindy got up and went near the window and began speaking.

"I worked for that man, my first job. He was very nice and pleasant. Two weeks later he took me to a party and got me drunk. He offered to drop me at my house and took me to his place and ... and that bastard screwed me twice. I was too drunk to resist. When I told my mom she said that was nothing. After all he was the boss. My dad was always travelling and I had no one else to turn to. But the real tragedy was ... was... that bastard, son of a bitch... was screwing my mom too. I found out it was my mom who got me that job. That man is a womanizer and a bastard to the core," Cindy finished.

"I am sorry, Cindy, really sorry," Will said.

"I know, Will. You are a nice man. I thought I could be here for some more time but I never thought my past would catch up with me. I wandered for sometime, doing odd jobs here and there, never stopping anywhere for long, trying to outrun my shadow. I was foolish. I never had sex for a long time, but only when I met you, my sexual feelings came back. When everything was going fine, this man had to come back. I have to go from here," she sighed.

Will tried to speak to her but she had withdrawn into herself. He wanted to tell her that she can't avoid her past for ever and it would be better to face it but he felt that would hurt her further. 

That evening she took her things and prepared to leave.

"Cindy, I know it is useless to try to stop you. But if at all you change your mind, please come back," Will told her as she came and kissed him on the cheeks and walked towards the highway. 

Two days of loneliness, drinking and confiding with friends did not cure Will of his sickness of being in love and enjoying sex. Agatha came to meet Will on the third day.

"My husband was here and I was busy," Agatha said and looked around for Cindy.

"Cindy left. Your husband is a bastard. He screwed Cindy forcibly and his mom too. He is fucking everyone except you, you frigid cunt," he shouted at her.

Agatha looked at him nonplussed and nodded. "I know what he is. He married me for my father's money and I stay with him because... there is an understanding between us, that he won't harass me for sex and I won't question his libido," Agatha offered to explain.

"Fuck you and your husband. Just get up and go," he shouted at her again. 

That evening when Will was drinking with his friends, they unanimously told him that he should have stopped Cindy from leaving. 

"That would not have worked with her. She was too upset. She liked me and thought I understood her well and had I compelled her to stay, she would have been upset even more. But I am sure, she would come back one day."

Will went on with his life, losing himself in cars and bikes and drinks with friends in the evening. Cindy's advice that he should not attach himself to anything, including her, kept him going. And on highways, he was always on the look out for a woman dressed in jeans and shirts and sporting sunglasses waiting for a lift. That could be his Cindy. 

(ENDS)