0 comments/ 29509 views/ 0 favorites Meeting Jane By: Dave Evans I met this lovely lady named Jane while having coffee. We were both out on business trips staying at a pretty nice hotel. She was having coffee and toast and what was left of a poached egg. It was about seven in the morning, I sat at a table next to her and had coffee and a breakfast steak, two eggs over easy, hash browns, toast with real butter and black berry preserves and an orange juice. All the smells were wonderful in the restaurant. We were sitting there just eating and checking each other out. Our eyes met several times and we smiled at one another. She had long brown hair and dark brown eyes, looked like she couldn't weigh over 115 pounds, 5'3" or 4" but she was a sweetie. She was doing some work on her laptop as I was too. I could see a rock on her finger, so I kinda lost hope that she might like to play. We both left after eating breakfast. I finished a long day and walked into the elevator and there she was too, just getting off work. She stepped into the elevator with me and we were both going to the same floor! We found we were next door neighbors. Jane introduced herself and I did likewise. She asked how much I knew about laptops and invited me in her room so I might be able to help her out. In just a little while I found she had a bad wire connected to her computer, and I had the same type wire so I offered her mine, for that evening anyway. I wanted no more to do with computers that night. I was tired of looking at a screen! She looked so nice wearing a business suit, I loved the way her hair looked and she had taken off her jacket while I was checking out her computer. Her breasts caught my eye right off. She knew I was looking at her body and she smiled as we seemed to have an attraction to one another, we got along really well, like we were in tune to one another. I thought. "Yessss, there's hope!" She double checked with me wanting to make sure I didn't need my computer that night. I assured her I didn't. She suggested that maybe we could go downstairs later and have dinner later? I said. "I'm ready whenever you want me!" She smiled and said. "About sevenish then." I nodded agreeing with her. I went on over to my room closing the door, thinking this was interesting, Maybe this could turn out to be a good trip. I walked over to the bedside taking off my clothes, so I could take a nice shower. After getting the water just right, I walked in thinking about Jane's body and the way she acted she seemed so nice to be with, just agreeable. The more I thought about her and pictured her in my mind, I found my hands stroking my long cock, the soap was so slippery, it felt great! Closing my eyes seeing Jane right there in my mind. Wishing I could have her even for just one night, I just knew we could share our feelings and our lust. What I felt we must both have built up in us. Both looking for something a little extra or special. Think of it as a kind of reward, for all our hard work. I could tell by the look in her eyes, she wanted me, but she didn't know how to ask. I have those same feelings but I'm kinda shy too. I didn't jackoff in the shower and cum, I just had a hard-on for an hour just thinking about her, even after my shower. I laid on the bed slowly stroking myself, pretending it was her soft touch, it was a nice time. Closing my eyes and just picturing Jane in my mind. I always enjoyed having a hardon anyway. I wanted her so much, but I knew it was a slim chance, her being married and all. Then a soft knock on my door! It was only six o'clock! I jumped up. Not really knowing what to do, I grabbed my bath towel and said. "Who is it?" Jane said, "It's me, handsome." I could sure tell her voice even on the other side of the door! There I was with a monster hardon! I wrapped that towel around my waist and went and cracked the door open and asked, "What is it Jane?" She said, "I can't get any work done! I was thinking about you!" "Well I'm not dressed." I tried telling her. She pushed the door open walking in saying. "What are you doing?" She looked down seeing my cock pushing the towel way out! She looked in my eyes smiling saying. "I hope that's all from thinking about little ol' me?" I was red from embarrassment, not like me at all! But she came in so unexpectedly. She walked up and hugged me, my cock pushing into her tummy. She was just wearing a silk robe and looked great! Her hair was damp from a shower she just took. I placed one hand in the small of her back and the other running my fingers through her hair, gently holding the back of her head as I kissed her. It was the longest most passionate kiss I can remember giving any woman. We fit together so well, not feeling any awkwardness between us, even with our first kiss, feeling our lust. I kissed her all down her neck, she placed her hands on the side of my head, holding me to her. Her robe was falling open. So I picked her beautiful body up in my arms carrying her to my bed. I'm this big cowboy kinda guy with a great smile. I have blue eyes and blonde hair. I'm six two and weigh two hundred and eight pounds. I laid her down, my towel falling to the floor. I continued kissing her neck softly biting and licking my way to her shapely breasts. I sucked on her right nipple, rolling it between my teeth, biting her ever so gently. My left hand was feeling the firmness of her other breast, and I softly pinched her nipple between my fingers. She was squirming from the attention I was giving her breasts, soon her nipples were all shiny and wet from my licking and sucking. She said. "Dave, I'm so sensitive there." Her nipples were so hard, I loved the feeling of having them in my mouth and to hear her moan in pleasure. So I lifted her up smiling at her pretty face her eyes almost glassy. She was saying, "Take me, love me, make me be the woman you want." I helped her out of her robe setting it out of our way. I rolled her over on her tummy, kissing her back all over, running my tongue all the way down her spine licking all the way through her ass crack continuing down her body kissing and licking the insides of her legs, biting on those tendons behind her knees licking all that soft skin there, hearing her moaning with the pleasure I'm giving her. I continue on down, licking and kissing her calves, biting her heels, licking the slow curves on the insides of her feet. I slowly sucked all her toes one after another then back over them all again, her toes curling all the while. I kept my hands busy too, massaging her strong calves. I could tell she was in real good shape. She would need to be if she was going to let me make love to her. I got up on my knees on the floor, and pulled Jane up so she was on her hands and knees, her pussy was right in my face. I had spread her legs and my long tongue was taking long slow licks over her sweet soft pussy. My fingers opening her, other fingers probing, finding that nice rosebud clit of hers, my fingers danced around and around it. I could hear her crying out so softly. her body just shook there for several minutes and soon there were tiny droplets of her juices dripping from her pubic hairs, my tongue was busy retrieving them all, her womanly scent and her taste was so arousing to me my fingers played in her. I kissed it licked her pussy making her so wet and so ready. I longed for the time to slide my long cock deep in her. I took my time gently rubbing her clitoris and driving her wild. She felt my big hands spreading her legs apart even more, licking deeper into her. I heard her moaning softly. "Ohhh Pleazzzze, oh, oh my God!" After a time I get her turned around sitting on the side of the bed and I stood up in front of her. I softly massaged her perfect breasts, rolling and pinching her tender nipples, my fingers still dripping wet from that wonderful pussy of hers. I admire this new lovely woman in my life, exploring her body and the softness of her skin, the scent and taste of her body as I lean down kissing her warm lips, smelling her clean damp hair. I sucked in her bottom lip. She reached out holding my hardened long cock in both her hands. She warned me again how sensitive her breasts were but I loved to feel them caress them and softly pinch at the nipples but she almost acted like she was in pain. So I ran my hands up her chest and her neck sliding my fingers though her hair, gently holding her head and I passionately kiss her mouth. Her tongue searched my mouth, her warm breath sounded so good, she sounded so horny! I planned to give her what she wanted and more. I ran my hands down her smooth back, gently pulling her closer to my cock. I could feel her fingers gliding up and down it's length, feeling her hot breath flowing over it, she began to slowly kiss it and I could feel her wet tongue washing the head as she tasted my precum. I massaged her back and neck, which she seemed to be really enjoying, her body felt so good to me, just being with someone the first time like this was exciting, we slowly explored one another, I could feel her lips engulfing me. I could tell she knew exactly what she was doing. I thought of how lucky her husband is to have someone like her to live and sleep with. What a fine woman! Yes, we were both married and we talked of our families and kids later but for this time we wanted just something for us and to forget about other things for a time, to share a different kind of love just between us, something brief and memorable, something we can both keep back in our minds, something to think about for those quiet times in the future. Jane sucked on my cock, as I thought about those things, I knew she was game for anything I wanted, I could have easily came in her mouth as she was sucking me to full term. But I had her stop and I laid her down on the sheets, kissing her lips and working my way in between her legs, she opened her legs wide for me, she took hold of my cock and helped guide it right where she wanted it. I worked the head in her wet pussy, she was straining and moaning, but I continued into her, her fingernails raked my back as I kept going deeper in her, finally our tummy's cozied together and I just laid over her petite body. Being a foot taller than Jane she sucked and bit at my nipples. She said. "You're a lot bigger than my husband, but I like this!" I loved the way she felt for sure. After I felt her pussy walls had got used to my cock, I started sliding my cock in and out real slow like, her snug pussy felt fantastic! She let out the nicest moans wrapping her legs around my hips, she held me tight as I released the animal in me. I fucked her hard and long. After twenty minutes, she asked me if she could get on top saying. "I'm so glad your not a minute man and I hope you can last another twenty minutes." I grinned at her saying. "I would do my very best little lady!" I held onto her and rolled us both over, she laughed at how I could just fling her around. She said she loved being with such a strong man. Laying there watching her work up and down on my cock, she was the best! Jane's pussy seemed to almost suck my cock as she worked herself up and down my length. I watched her slaving away on me as she had orgasm after orgasm. During one of her longest ones, I held her hips pulling her down tight to me. She yelled out. "Ohhhh. Yesss, yes!" I could tell she liked being on top! She was throwing her head back as she felt me cumming so many spurts of my warm cum going up in her body. She had strong legs and hips but I bucked her like she hadn't been, probably never. I came and came bucking her up and down. She laughed out loud saying. "I'm a cowgirl now! Yahoo!" She knew what she wanted. She softly laid down on my chest, she was worn out. Feeling my cock deep in her we just stayed there and I caressed her back softly squeezing her buttocks and my big hands pulled her close to me, our pubic hairs all tangled together. I loved having my cock buried deep in her, she was so fine. I stayed hard, I wanted this time to never end. After a time I asked her. "Hey Darlin' How do you feel about going down to dinner?" She was softly snoring. What a sweetheart. What memories. Meeting Jasmine The following story is the property of Renzajones copyright 2004. The girl looked like a dream come true from the crown of her honey blonde and chestnut hair to the tips of her mango colored toenails. Her sense of style was fantastically gaudy and cheap despite the fact that the clothes were designer or perhaps because they were. Unbound breasts bounced beneath a barely there halter top and it looked like one false would put her hardly hidden secrets on display. It was a wonder she could even walk in such a short skirt without revealing everything. I watched her flip through the rack of shorts in front of her looking for yet another garment to distract and entice. Her perfectly manicured fingers drifted over the hangers rapidly as her eyes darted to the price tag. This girl knew shopping her movements were swift and her eye was precise in less than a moment she'd found a pair of black hot pants among the mish mash of sizes and was already moving to the next rack in search of a shirt. In the midst of her search she flicked her eyes in my direction. I looked away and pretended I hadn't been coveting her I had only met her brown eyes for a moment but I wondered if the interest that I'd seen there had been real or imagined. I chanced another look at her and she met my gaze as if she had known full well that I wouldn't be able to stop staring. I felt my cheeks blaze and damned my light brown skin. I was probably blushing like crazy. The curly haired woman smiled and commenced her search for a shirt while I pretended to be looking for a dress. All the dresses were far to short for my liking and I could hardly see myself breaking out of my conservative mode and going all trashy chic. I glanced up but the woman was gone as if she really had been a mirage, I felt disappointed which seemed odd because it's not like I'd have had the balls to go up and introduce myself I mean what would I say. "Hi I'm Shellie and I'd like to fuck the hell out of you." Not bloody likely the chances of me even saying hi without being a spastic case was slim to none. I sighed audibly and turned away from the rack of dresses and nearly collided with the woman I had been staring at. I gasped not because she had startled me, which she had but because she was breathtaking. Her skin was the color of smooth Belgian chocolate and the wide set eyes that I'd thought to be brown were in fact flecked with hazel and her lips were full and naturally pink although the intense shine was bottled most likely in the form of Mac lip glass. Her hair was pulled into a sloppy haphazard bun and held in place with a decorative set of chopsticks. For a fleeting moment I wanted to pull the utensils cum hair accessories away and run my fingers through her hair. Of course I suppressed the impulse and stood there staring at her like an idiot. She smiled as if indulging a child and reached past me to pick up a dress. Of course she had come over here to get a dress; I gave myself a mental kick for even supposing she had sought me out. She held up the dress that was short and strategically cut to leave the wearer virtually naked. I had to take a few deep breaths to keep myself from passing out as images of her in that dress flew through my head. "This one would look great on you." She said holding up the tiny swatch of fabric. I raised an eyebrow and looked down at myself examining my figure, Okay so I had the figure just not the confidence. I looked at the dress again and laughed a little "Oh I could never wear anything like that." "Why not?" She asked as if the thought of modesty never even crossed her mind. I shrugged unable to come up with a verbal response. "I'm telling you this dress would be amazing on you especially with that killer ass." I was blushing again had this woman just acknowledged that she'd checked out my ass and thought it was killer? Yes she had, and here I was blushing and silent as a scared schoolgirl. I bit my bottom lip out of habit and just looked from her face to the dress. Both looked quite appealing and downright irresistible. "Just try it on." She said shoving the dress toward me. "Fine." I said, taking the dress from her hand. I couldn't resist her request and I wanted to keep her attention if only for another moment or two. She was still standing in front of me blocking my way and the clothing rack was directly behind me. I knew I should be asking her to excuse me but all I seemed capable of was staring mutely at her face. She let me look and I had a feeling that this woman was used to being admired. "What's your name?" She asked me searching my eyes as if the answer would appear there before spilling from my lips. "Shellie." I murmured. "Well Shellie are you going to try on the dress?" "Yes" I replied "but you're going to have to let me by." She stepped back as if just realizing she was blocking my path. I walked toward the dressing room almost sure that her eyes were on me. Just in case I put a little extra swing in my hips. Inside the dressing room I almost lost my nerve but I couldn't very well hide out in there so I stripped out of my jeans and Baby Phat t-shirt and donned the dress. The woman had been right the dress showed of my figure and looked damn sexy but I doubted I would purchase it. Just the thought of walking out of the dressing room sent a shot of self-consciousness through me. If I had occasion to wear the garment chances are I'd be a nervous wreck. I was about to take the dress off when there was a knock on the fitting room door. "Aren't you going to let me see?" The woman asked. I shook my head and realized that she couldn't see the motion. Before I could say anything at all she opened the door. I know I should have been mad or at least a little put out that she would just invite herself into a space that should have been private but rational thought left my head as her eyes swept over me. She made me feel sexy without so much as a word. When she looked into my eyes I wondered if I'd been struck mute. I couldn't have said a word if my life depended on it. I was so caught up in the intensity of her eyes I almost missed it when she whispered "Damn." I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks as I blushed yet again. She entered the dressing room fully and shut the door without even turning around. Before I could even process what she was doing she kissed me right on the lips. My body responded automatically and it was all I could do not to moan. Her tongue flicked over my lips, which I willingly parted for her. She tasted like cherry jolly ranchers and smelled like sandalwood and patchouli. I inhaled her scent as if trying to commit it to memory and pushed my tongue against hers tasting all I could. Her hands seemed to be everywhere at once and everywhere she touched seemed hot as if she were branding me with her fingertips. One of us moaned although I can't say which of us it was. The woman pressed me against the mirror and I shivered just a bit at the feel of the cool glass touching my back. Her hands were under the dress now. And I knew she could feel my heat. I was slightly embarrassed that this stranger had aroused me so but she seemed thrilled. Her fingertips danced over the wet spot on my panties making me feel a little dizzy. I held on to her as much to steady myself as to make sure she was for real. My thighs parted on their on as she slipped her hand into my panties and ran her fingertips against the slick flesh before she slipped two fingers into me. My hips were arching before she even caught a rhythm and my fingernails gripped her bare shoulders. The woman didn't tease; she fucked me rapidly letting her thumb roll my clit as her fingers pounded into me. I almost forgot where we were and screamed when I felt the waves of climax sweeping through me. Even with her lips on mine the scream was just barely repressed. The woman pulled her lips from mine and looked me in the eyes. She withdrew her fingers from my pussy slowly and smiled before licking them clean. "I'm Jasmine." She said extending her hand. "That's one helluva introduction." I said returning her smile and shaking her hand. I was past embarrassment as it would have been idiotic to shy away after the impromptu fuck. Jasmine kept her eyes on me as I took off the dress. I was definitely buying it and would gladly get ten more like it if it meant her eyes caressing me as they were. She kept on looking as I put my clothes back on and made no move to leave even after I was fully dressed. The way she watched me made me nervous, unlike her I wasn't used to scrutiny. "Are you going to make me ask for it Shellie?" She said her voice was definitely lower and smoother. I blushed because I hadn't even thought about returning the favor, mostly because I couldn't imagine myself fucking her. I shook my head and kept staring at her. She laughed and grabbed my hand. "You may be gorgeous but you're going to need more than good looks to get me off." She said. I started to object that I was hardly gorgeous but It hardly seemed like the time. She pressed the back of my palm between her thighs and I felt her wetness immediately she was waxed and panty less. Her skin felt at once hot and slick pressed against my hand. Without even thinking about it I dropped to my knees and pressed my lips against her. She tasted sweet and almost familiar as my tongue drifted over her puffy pink wetness. She gasped and twined her fingers in my hair as I went to work licking kissing and sucking. The sounds of her moaning only pushed me to please her more. I sucked her clit between my lips sucking and flicking as I pushed two fingers into her easily. The sound and feel of her wetness was almost enough to push me over the edge again. I was so into her taste that it was barely about her pleasure anymore. I just wanted more of her, with an intensity that damn near scared me. I felt her muscles tightening but I didn't let up not even when I felt the proof of her passion sliding down my fingers. The smell of her was in the air as I locked my lips on her pussy and took her again. Her legs were shaking when I pulled away and the both of us were a little dazed. I just sat there on my knees looking up at her. "Fuck." Was the only thing she said before walking out of the dressing room and leaving me kneeling in the doorway. By the time I stood up, got myself together and grabbed the dress Jasmine was gone. I felt like crying, I put the dress down on the first rack and started for the door. I was almost there when one of the store's employees stopped me. The woman that had been chasing me and calling out "Miss, Miss" handed me the dress I had discarded. "Your friend paid for this for you." She said I just stared at her. "Hold on let me just bag it . I followed the girl back into the store and waited as she put the dress into a plastic garment bag. She handed me the dress a receipt and a business card. The card had Jasmines name on it and a phone number but nothing more. Not even a last name. Still it was better than the nothing I'd had to go on only moments ago. I took tucked the card into my pocket and walked out of the store taking the dress and my memories with me. * * * * * Please take a little time to leave a comment vote and or send feedback. Meeting Jay - His House I had decided to use a sick day, but I was not sick at all. I needed some time off - to make myself happy. I had spent the day stroking my cock while talking to guys on chat. I was chatting with a guy named Jay who lived not too far from me. He was working until 2:00 and wanted to meet as soon as he was off work. I had never met a guy from the internet. Girls, yes... Guys, never! Although I was really interested in doing it for some time, I had chickened out at the last minute often. My wife would be home from work by 4:00; I had plenty of time if I could work up the courage. I was still unsure. As it became closer to 2:00, I grew nervous. I decided that no matter what, I was going to get in my car and drive to his house. He didn't live in a wealthy neighborhood; he lived on a city street full of row homes. I could easily drive right past his house without anyone noticing. He had done this a bunch of time - at least that was the story he told me. He lived with his girlfriend but she was out of town so it was low risk in terms of that. As I drove to his house I had mixed emotions. I had sucked before. First a friend, and then at an ABS a few times. I wasn't nervous about that as much as I was about meeting in the privacy - the insecurity - of this unknown man's home. When I turned on his street, I promised myself that I would at least park my car. I was thinking in terms of small steps. There were kids outside at a playground across the street. There were people walking around; they were passing my car as if it were any other. Occasionally a car passed me. I must have sat there for five minutes with butterflies scurrying about in my stomach. I got out of the car and began to walk toward his house - it wasn't to late to turn around. When I reached my destination there were three steps leading to a big maroon door. I knocked and it opened. I couldn't believe I had gone this far - now, it was too late. The man standing there was exactly as he described. He must have been nearly six foot tall with short blonde hair. He looked to be in his early thirties which was just a bit older than me. He was an attractive man. He led me in. He sat on his couch and I sat beside him leaving a bit of space. He told me to relax sensing my growing nerves. I could see a picture on the wall of him and his girlfriend who was good-looking too. He turned on his television and a straight porn move was being played. He moved closer to me. He reached out and touched my chest. He took my hand and placed it on his cock which I could feel through his pants. I turned my head and he kissed me. I hadn't figured on that! I didn't know how to take it to be honest. I liked girls, and had kissed many, I never anticipated kissing a guy. I had crossed a line. It was hot! I could feel his tongue in my mouth and I offered him mine. I was moving my hand in his lap and caressing his cock through his pants some more. He started kissing my neck and he pulled up my shirt - he took it off of me and threw it on the floor. He stood up and took his off as well. My knees fell to the sides leaving an open space in which he quickly knelt. First he unbuckled my belt. Then he opened my pants. I was already hard when he reached in my shorts and pulled out my cock. Instantly he began sucking. This was unlike any sucking a girl had ever done. He sucked it hard and fast. I put my hands on his head as he devoured it. Inch by inch he worked my cock with his hands and his mouth. It was a symphony of movement that made me shiver. It was the best I had ever had. At once he stood up and took down his pants. He pulled his cock out and put it in my open, and very wanting, mouth. It tasted exactly as I had remembered. He moved his hips back and forth gently having his way with my face. He pulled out and straddled me. We began to kiss and I could feel his hard cock on my naked skin. He slid back down and began to suck again. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. I arched my back a bit as my cum began to flow in to his mouth. He spit my cum all over my stomach and chest. He gently cleaned me with his tongue. He stood up and sat back down beside me. We kissed again. I could taste my own cum - this was my first time. It was my turn to taste his goodness. I got down on my knees, as he stroked his own cock, and then put it in my mouth. It moved it in and out as I listened to his heavy breathing. We looked into each others eyes - this was a first for me too. I looked at him as many girls had looked at me. I had always enjoyed watching girls as they sucked my cock. In very little time, I could feel him pulse as his cum shot into my swallowing mouth. I stood up and so did he. He kissed me one more time on my lips and we both got dressed. Without saying a word, he opened his door and I walked out. I got in to my car and drove home immediately. As I pulled up at my house, my wife pulled up behind me. We got out of our cars at the same time and she walked toward me. My heart raced. She gave me a kiss and asked me where I had been. I told her I was at a friends house; not exactly a lie. We walked in to our house together. I wondered if she knew. Could she smell his sweet cum on my breath? I hoped not, but then again I really didn't care. I had exactly what I wanted. My thirst for cum was only growing with time and I knew that she would have to know sooner or later. I drove by his house several times after that, but we never met or spoke again.