0 comments/ 20054 views/ 0 favorites One Incredible Night By: Kivrin "I'm bored! Would you come over and keep me company?" That's how the most incredible night of my life began. I had come home from a long day of work at my boring desk job, and planned on a quiet night alone, as usual. I had just finished dinner, and was flipping channels, hoping for something interesting to catch my eye. When the phone rang, I waited for the caller ID to announce the caller, and as soon as I realized who it was, my spirits soared. Now I had plans for the night! I asked where her husband was, and she said he was off on business again, and wouldn't be home for a couple days. As I got dressed to head over to her house, a million thoughts raced through my head. "Would this be the night?" "Would I finally get to spend a night with this woman I'd loved for 10 years?" Trying desperately to push the thoughts out of my mind, she was married after all; I drove the 15 miles over to her house. When I arrived, I had to force my heart to stop racing. I was always so nervous around her. This woman meant everything to me, despite the fact that she was several years my junior, and happily married to another man. We maintained a good friendship, but I longed for something more. I walked up to the door, and just as I was about to knock, the door opened, and there she stood, looking just as beautiful as ever. My breath caught in my throat as I took in her smiling face, and noticed the curious gleam in her eyes. I had seen that look once, long ago… "Hi sweetie," she said, reaching up to give me a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. "Come on in." I followed her into the living room, and asked what the agenda was for the night. Eyes sparkling, she said, "Let's have a Drew Fest!" She knows how much I love Drew Barrymore. That's another thing I love about her, she knows me so well, knows exactly how to cheer a guy up. "Ok," I agreed, "Which movie or movies did you want to watch?" "I was thinking we could start with either 'The Wedding Singer' or 'Ever After'. You know they're my favorites." She told me to pick one, and she'd go make the popcorn and get us something to drink. From the kitchen, she called out "What do you want to drink?" She ran down the list of usual drinks, and added Pepsi, Zima, and Mike's Hard Lemonade. I had heard her mention the lemonade before, and decided to give it a try. She said she'd be out in a minute, and to make myself comfortable. A couple minutes later, she walked into the living room carrying a big bowl of popcorn, and the drinks. As we settled on the couch, I realized it was too quiet. "Where's your son," I asked. "Oh, he's over at my sister's for the night. I had wanted to get some work done around the house and didn't want him under foot. My sister was happy to take him." I grinned at her and asked if she was ready to start the movie. She said yes, so I hit the play button on the remote control. "The Wedding Singer" began to play, and we lapsed into a companionable silence. After a few minutes, she leaned her head back against one side of the couch, and put her feet up in my lap. I was surprised she was acting so relaxed around me, normally she was a bit more formal, knowing my feelings for her and not wanting to give me the wrong idea. Finally, I worked up the nerve, and began to gently rub her feet. She just moaned softly and said it felt wonderful. It had been a long day at work for her, she said, and her feet ached. When her feet had had enough attention, she sat up and moved closer to me, and putting my arm around her shoulder, leaned her head against my chest. She looked up and asked me if I minded. I told her of course not. It was getting hard to concentrate on the movie, with this beautiful woman who was so close to my heart sitting so close to me that I could smell the shampoo on her recently washed long dark curls. The smell and feel of her was intoxicating, and soon I had to force myself to calm down and not get carried away. She must have noticed my distress, as she suddenly looked up at me and asked if I was ok. I told her I was, but my eyes betrayed me, and she said she'd move if she were bothering me too much. I quickly reassured her that I was fine, and she didn't need to move. She did though, even closer. I couldn't help it, I began stroking her hair, and savoring every second of this time we were spending together, knowing it wouldn't last. About halfway through the movie, she paused the tape and said she'd be right back. While she was gone, I wondered at her odd behavior. It was almost as if she were flirting with me, but I knew she couldn't be. She saw me as a friend, and nothing more. It had to be my imagination. Didn't it? She came back into the room, and said she had something to tell me. "Here it comes," I thought. "This is where she tells me we can't hang out anymore." What she said next would change my life forever. "Remember how you told me once, long ago, that you would give anything to spend one night with me?" Cautiously, I replied, "Yes." "Well your wish is about to come true. BUT," she stressed, "There are a couple things I have to ask you first." I was stunned. Did she just say what I think she said? "Ask away," I replied. "First of all, if we do this, it must be for tonight, and tonight only. It can never happen again. Do you think you can agree to that?" Agree? At that point, I'd have agreed to anything! I nodded, not daring to speak. "Second," she continued, "the only rule for tonight is that we enjoy ourselves and take our time. We have the whole night ahead of us." With that, she nibbled my ear and said softly, "Make love to me." I melted. All of a sudden, my legs refused to hold me up, and I sank back down onto the couch. She joined me, and we kissed, long, slow, melting kisses. I had never known kisses that sweet. I couldn't believe it, all my dreams were about to come true! It didn't matter that this only be one night, I would make it the best night either of us had ever had. Finally coming up for air, I started to ask how this night had come about, but she quickly kissed me again. "No more words," she breathed. She took my hand and put it on her breast, I moaned and began to rub softly, finding the nipple and teasing it for a moment. Now it was her turn to moan. She reached down and began to lift my shirt over my head. We pulled apart long enough to get the shirt completely off, then began to explore in earnest. I wanted to explode right then, but held off, wanting this to last as long as possible. I lifted her shirt, and cupped her bare breast in my hand, savoring the weight of it in my palm. She took the shirt off quickly, and slid her hands up my chest, then back down, stopping just at my waistline. I shivered and tried to push her hand down further, but she just laughed and brought her hand to my face. She began to tease me like that for awhile, running he hand down, stopping just short, and coming back up again. She was driving me mad, and she knew it. Finally, she could stand it no longer, and she unzipped my pants, and slid her hand inside. I groaned and pulled her closer to me. Feeling her hand exploring, I knew I wouldn't hold out much longer at this pace, so I unzipped her jeans and slid them down. Stepping out of our clothes, I picked her up, and we headed for the bedroom. I lay her down gently on the bed, and then climbed in on top. She opened herself to me, and I slowly entered her. We lie like that for a few minutes or eternities, depending on your point of view. Already at fever pitch, I worked her closer to the edge, and we exploded together in pure ecstasy. I reached down and caressed her beautiful face, looking at her in awe and wonder. I had dreamed for years about this night, and it turned out even better than I had dared hope, and it was just beginning! Slowly, I stroked in and out of her, and she began to match my movements. Gradually, our tempo increased until she was ready again. I brought her over the edge, and she lie there, thrashing and moaning on the bed beneath me. When she came back to earth, she grinned at me, and rolled me onto my back. She mounted me and began to move up and down slowly, teasing. She looked so beautiful, I almost cried. She leaned down, her eyes shining, and a look of pure heaven on her face, she kissed me. There were tears in her eyes as she looked at me with an expression I'd never seen before. I made a mental note to ask what that expression was all about, but later. Just now, I lacked the energy for speech. After I had climaxed a second time, we took a break. She went out to the kitchen and came back with two glasses of water, which we quickly drained. I couldn't help staring at her, she had the most beautiful body and spirit I'd ever encountered, and here she was, mine for the entire night! I caught her eyes, and she smiled shyly. She asked me if I was enjoying myself. I just grinned and kissed her in response. She laughed and returned the kiss eagerly. I asked her if she was enjoying herself, and she gave a little sigh and breathed "Oh, yes!" We snuggled up under the covers, basking in each other's presence. After a while, she turned to me and asked if I'd like to go again. I said I would, and kissed her gently. It didn't take long to find a rhythm, and soon she climaxed again. I kept up the pace, teasing, and playing with her, trying to prolong my own climax as long as possible. Finally, she pulled me into her, and urged me to move faster. I obliged, bringing her to the brink again, and again, only to pull back. I wanted her to beg me for release. She began thrashing on the bed beneath me, trying to get me to move faster. At last I could hold off no longer, and we came together with force. As I emptied myself into her, she made the cutest little mewling sounds and locked her legs around me, holding me tight against her body. We lie there on the bed, recovering, and kissing. I caressed her cheek and told her I loved her. She ducked her head, and I knew I had over stepped. She's known my feelings for her for a long time now. After a minute, she looked up at me with that expression I had seen earlier. I asked her what she was thinking, and she replied: "I know you do, and I have a confession to make." Feeling rather frightened, I asked, "What kind of confession?" She replied, "all the years I've been planning this event, and it's gone better than I ever hoped it would. I always knew that making love with you would be incredibly special, but I never dreamed it would be this amazing." She smiled, and put her hand to my cheek, and I grabbed her hand and kissed the palm tenderly. She shivered, and cuddled closer. Figuring we were done for the night, I wagered that now would be the best time to ask the questions that had been burning inside me since the start of this incredible night. "Does your husband know about this?" was the first question on my mind. She replied that he did, and had given his consent. The next question was "Just how long have you been planning this?" She replied that it had been since the night of the phone conversation years before when I had told her I would give anything for this chance to be with her. "Wow, that's a long time," I said. She just nodded, and said, "I know." It was getting pretty late, but I fought off sleep, not wanting to miss a second. She curled up against me, and we talked about everything, and nothing, for a long time. After a time, she rolled over, kissed me again, and said she couldn't stay awake any longer. She drifted off, and I lay there watching her sleeping peacefully. I knew that our time together would end in just a few short hours, and I savored every second of the time we had shared. I'd never known anyone like her, her radiant beauty inside and out, her easy smile and ready laugh. Even if we weren't meant to be together in this life, I vowed to enjoy every minute of the time we did have. I woke to find myself alone in the bed, and a mixture of scents coming from the kitchen. I got up and went to hold her in my arms. She smiled up at me and said breakfast was almost ready. I watched her move about, dressed in a light blue button down shirt that reached her knees. She fixed her beautiful smile on me, and I had to pinch myself to be sure I wasn't dreaming. We ate slowly, hating to rush. Neither of us wanted this to end, so did what we could to prolong the experience. Neither of us said much, we didn't want to spoil the mood with words. After breakfast, she took my hand, and led me into the living room. We didn't speak. I couldn't. I was feeling ecstatic and depressed, all at once. I wasn't ready for this to end, but remembered the conditions that had been laid out last night. Reluctantly, I gathered my clothes, and headed for the shower. A few minutes later, the door opened, and she stepped inside the bathroom. "Want some company?" She asked, shyly. Without waiting for a reply, she stepped inside the shower. She reached for the soap, and told me to turn around. She began washing my back, caressing me gently. When she finished, she turned around, and asked me to scrub her back for her. As I soaped her down, I couldn't help reaching around to gently squeeze her breast. She sighed, and leaned into me. As the water cascaded down over us, we began to make love one last time. We stayed under the water until it began to turn cold, then got out and dried each other off. Every time I tried to speak, she kissed me until I relented, saving the words for another time. As morning sped toward afternoon, I gathered the courage to leave this amazing woman who had given me the most incredible night of my entire life. She walked me to the door, and we kissed one last time, long and lingering. We pulled away, and I turned to go. I promised I'd call her later in the evening, and headed for the car. As I drove off, I couldn't help whistling. I'd never been so completely sated in all my existence. I've never forgotten a moment of that night, and remember it fondly. I'm married now, and have 3 children, 2 boys and a girl. I still love her, and always will. One Incredible Night This is my first submission, any comments are greatly appreciated. All characters in this story are above the age of 18. **************************** One summer in college, I became friends with a couple of girls. Amy, Michelle, and Beth all worked at the restaurant that I also worked at, us all being waiters. I went to high school with these girls, and each was a steaming hot babe in her own right. These were THE popular girls that I had always fantasized about, but never actually talked to all that much. Beth was about 5'6", with dark hair that contrasted with her pale skin. She had deep brown eyes and always looked pissed off at something. She had the great body, nice and firm with tits that weren't too big, but were definitely not small, and a sweet, tight ass. Michelle had a beautiful face, with bright green eyes and light brown hair, which offset her freckles. She had a great pair of tits much larger than Beth's. Michelle was well known in high school to have one absolutely incredible ass. Quite definitely one of the best asses I've ever seen, it was strangely disproportionate to the rest of her body. Her ass just ballooned up at her hips. And finally, Amy. Probably what a sex god looks like. Blonde hair, blue eyes, basically breathtaking. She had a nice ass that always filled out her jeans, and the perfect size tits that jiggled no matter what she was doing. One night, all three were hanging out, and they called me up and invited me over. I sure didn't mind becoming better friends with them, especially if it meant that I could sneak peeks at them more often. I got there, and they were all watching TV. I sat down on a couch across from them, and we got to talking. Somehow the conversation went to relationships. Now, for some reason I'm still trying to figure out, I've never had much luck with the ladies. I've had no problem being friends with them, and I certainly don't avoid them, but I had never had a relationship that lasted over one month. And while I had been on quite a few dates, most of my action was got from drunken hookups, and never went further than that. I was somewhat of an anomaly: a college virgin. I don't mind admitting it, I take no shame from being one, and eventually I just told the girls that this was the case. They all looked at each other, and kind of smiled. I thought that they were making fun of me, which is usually the case, but it turned out to be something else completely. Amy came over and sat down on the couch next to me, took one of my hands in both of hers, and brought it up to one of her beautiful breasts. I was dumbfounded. I currently had my right hand on Amy's tit, and she had put it there! One of my greatest high school fantasies was actually coming true! They felt just the way they looked, easily shaped and molded, and I ran my hands all over them, my palms covering her nipples that were starting to stand out. Michelle came up behind me and started massaging my back as I kneaded Amy's tits, and Beth came and sat down on my other side. Beth reached out and started rubbing my crotch, feeling the hardness that was straining against my pants. Amy leaned forward and kissed me lightly, then I pushed my tongue against her lips, gently forcing her mouth open, and she brought her tongue to meet mine. We stayed like this for about a minute, until Amy suddenly stood up. "I have an idea," she said. "Why don't you guys go and watch TV in the bed upstairs, while I go get us some drinks at the store?" The other two girls giggled. "S-sure" I stammered, still unable to grasp what had just happened. Michelle grabbed my hand and gave me a deep kiss, then giggled and led me up the stairs. As I started up, I felt a sharp pinch on my ass, so I looked around and saw Beth smiling at me with a glint in her eye. I Joet down and locked my lips onto hers, then reached down and gave her tight ass a squeeze of my own. "Come on you guys!" Michelle called down from the top of the stairs. Beth and I disengaged, and we both followed Michelle up. We got to Michelle's bedroom, and the two girls asked me to wait outside for a bit. As I was standing outside, I couldn't even believe what had just happened. Then I heard them calling my name and saying that it was ok to come in now. I walked into the room, and they were both lying on the bed with the sheets up to their chins. "Come on in, Joe," Beth said, while Michelle giggled. I was stunned for a second. They wanted me to get into bed with them? As big as Michelle's bed was, it would be a tight fit for the three of us, with plenty of chances for my hand to "accidentally" brush against something it wasn't supposed to. I walked over and started to get in when Michelle stopped me. "You can't come in like that! Take off your clothes this instant!" she giggled with mock seriousness. I was speechless. These two girls wanted me to get into bed naked with them? But then Beth sat up a little bit, and I realized that neither of them had shirts on. What if they were both naked too? Not wanting them to change their mind, I quickly stripped, hiding my privates so they couldn't see. Then I jumped into bed in between them, with Beth on my right and Michelle on my left. As soon as I got into the bed I knew that they were both just as naked as I was, and that knowledge brought my prick to its full hardness, making a tent in the sheet. Both the girls looked at it, then smiled at each other and suddenly snuggled in closer to me. They were pretending to just watch the TV that was on the other side of the room, but as they did so they slowly turned towards me, so that their breasts were brushing against my chest. I didn't think it was possible, but my dick just kept getting harder and harder. "I don't like this show," Beth said suddenly. "Michelle, where's the remote?" She started groping around under the covers, and tightly grasped my hardness. "What's this?" she asked me, with a small smile on her face. I had jumped the second she touched me, and was now sitting up rigid in the bed. Michelle stretched her arms out, causing the blanket to reveal a good deal of cleavage, then turned and put her arm across my chest. I could feel her nipple brushing against my chest as she breathed. Combined with Beth slowly jacking me off, I shot out my load in no time. Beth and Michelle looked at each other and giggled, then Beth brought her hand, covered in my cum, out from under the blankets, and started licking off the jizz. "Hey!" Michelle exclaimed. "I want some too!" "Of course," Beth replied, moving her hand over me and into Michelle's face. I couldn't believe that I was hard again, but then thinking about what was going on, I didn't know why I was surprised. Suddenly, Amy walked into the room. "I see you guys got started without me," she giggled. "Fine, I'll just have to play catch up." She reached down and pulled up her shirt, revealing her bra, and then slipped out of her pants. She walked over to the bed, and ripped the covers off. In that instant, the three of us were revealed, completely naked. I was stunned. Sure I've seen naked girls before. But I had usually been wasted, and I usually blacked out. But now I was sober, and these girls were the standards by which I now judge hotness, and they were now butt naked right next to me! One of them was licking my cum off of her hand! Beth kept calmly cleaning her hand, but then my focus went lower than her face. Her breasts were smaller than I thought they would be, but her nipples were pretty big. I could tell they were firm, because they still held their shape even without a bra. My eyes slid down her toned stomach, down to her bush that covered her pussy. Her pussy hair was extreme black, just like her regular hair, stark against her pale skin, and it seemed glossy. I couldn't wait to part that hair, and find the wet, hot treasure that must be buried there. I stared at Beth for a while, but then I realized that Michelle was on the other side of me, and she was just as naked. I quickly turned, and there was Michelle, with that smile on her face that made her look incredible. Her breasts were much larger than Beth's, more than a handful each. She had tiny pink nipples that were like little buds on her tits. I couldn't resist reaching over and grabbing one, rubbing my thumb against her standing nipple. I then ran my hand down her stomach, not as toned as Beth's, but definitely not pudgy. My eyes followed my hand, so when I felt the top of her wet slit, I was surprised not to feel any hair. Apparently, Michelle shaved her pussy, which was an unbelievable turn on. I slid my finger up and down her pink lips, tracing them at first but then running along the inside. But as I started to poke into Michelle's pussy, Amy decided to remind me that there was one other girl in the room. While I had been occupied with Beth and Michelle's naked bodies, Amy had become completely naked, and was now climbing towards me on the bed. She was practically on top of me, my hard dick brushing against her tits as she slid closer. And oh man were those incredible tits! They were like two orbs of beauty, slightly tanned, and they were huge. They had nice pink nipples that stuck out farther than either Beth or Michelle. Her hot pussy was pressed against my leg, but I could see the light blond hair that sparsely covered her slit. Then she brought my head up to look into her eyes, and I just stared at them, radiant blue, not believing that I wasn't looking at her perfect body, but not able to look away. But then that perfect body came back to my attention as I realized that she was straddling my hips. She started sliding back and forth, rubbing her wet pussy against my stiff cock. Then she bent down and kissed me. And while I wrestled her tongue in her own mouth, I reached down and positioned my cock upright then brought her ass down so that my cock penetrated her steaming pussy. It was incredible. Amazing. She was incredibly wet, but so tight that her pussy muscles still gripped my dick and pulled on it as I kept plowing into her. Amy gasped out a loud moan, and Michelle and Beth went straight for her breasts. Each cupping one beautiful tit and attacked a nipple with their mouths. I was in absolute heaven. I grabbed Amy's ass and started pushing her up and then forcefully bringing her back down, each time slamming my balls into her ass. Then I reached up and pushed Michelle and Beth off of Amy's nipples, and flipped Amy over, so that now I was on top. I saw a lustful look in her eye as she realized that I was now in control, and I could see how aroused she got. I stopped pounding into her there, then reached over and stuck two fingers into each Michelle's and Beth's pussies. Beth immediately closed her eyes and started moaning, while Michelle's eyes opened wider and stared straight into mine. She gave out an incredibly excited giggle, and then I started jamming my fingers in and out of their cunts. Beth's body started spasming, and in a few seconds she was cumming. Michelle, on seeing this, started to have her own orgasm. As both girls were calming down, I removed my fingers from their dripping pussies, and grabbed Amy's tits with the still cum covered fingers. I started hammering my raging hard cock back into her hot cunt. As I kept fucking the shit out of Amy, I could see her orgasm begin to build. Soon, while I kept up the continuous pounding, her back started to arch and she started gasping for breath. Seeing that she was now cumming, I gave her one last thrust and then started cumming myself. Rope after rope of jiz shot out of my cock, and I pumped each one into her. After a bit, I slid off of Amy and lay next to her on the bed, my now limp cock exiting her dripping pussy. All four of us lay there for a while, none of us speaking. Then, slowly, Amy, Michelle, and Beth all climbed over to where I was, and began to kiss each other lightly. After I bit of this I was invited to join, and our four tongues rolled over each other for a while. Then the girls disengaged, and Beth started rubbing my chest while Michelle worked her way down to my still flaccid dick. I looked at Amy questioningly. Surely they couldn't still be horny? "I had my turn." Amy said. Michelle lowered her head and sucked my still limp cock into her mouth, and Beth looked at me and said: "Now it's ours..." Needless to say, it was a good night.