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My First Hooker pt. 2

***sorry it took me so long to get the sequel out. I have been having some computer problems and have found a temporary solution. Hopefully this is as good as you were all hoping it would be. Comments and ratings are always welcome***
The feelings I felt from this point are were nothing short of amazing. She slowly slid my dick into her warm wet mouth, taking all of me in with one fell swoop. I felt the back of her throat press against the tip of my cock, and then she slowly slid her mouth back off of it. I was in heaven. I just let my arms fall limp to my sides as i rolled my head back in ecstasy. I looked back down to her, watching those beautiful soft lips slide back and forth on my dick. She looked up at me with fire in her eyes and I felt like I was going to cum right then. Just as I felt I was going to blow, she pulled off of my dick and told me to lay on the bed. Thank God. It would have been a waste if I didn’t get the chance to fuck her. She fumbled around through a small drawer on the side of the bed as I laid down then sat on the bed at my waist and produced a condom. She took it out of the wrapper and then placed it on my tip. She lowered her mouth onto it and proceeded to unroll the condom onto my dick using only her mouth. She lightly scraped the sides of my cock with her teeth, getting the condom to go all the way down. Once she was satisfied, she looked back at me and said, “Are you ready?” She gave me a devilish seductive grin and all I could do was nod.
She grasped a hold of my firm dick. There was no way that it could get any harder at this point. She lifted her leg and straddled me, positioning my cock at the entrance to her gorgeous and slick looking pussy. I couldn’t believe I was able to get a hold of this Amazonian goddess. How could a girl this beautiful and stunning be a prostitute? She lined herself up with me and slowly began to slide down onto me, enveloping my hard cock with her gorgeous tight pussy. It was an indescribable feeling, I can’ even begin to explain how great it felt. She sunk all the way down, pushing my dick further into her inch by wonderful inch. Once her pelvis was pressed against mine, we both let out a long gut uttered moan. I couldn’t believe the amount of pleasure I was in.
She slowly began to move her hips, grinding her pelvis more against mine as my dick pushed around inside of her. I took a hold of her hips and started to raise her up until just the tip of my cock was buried inside her. I gripped her tighter and pulled her down onto me tight. She ground her pelvis forward, pressing her clit into my, rotating on it and moaning deeply as pleasure coursed through both of our bodies. I reached up and took hold of those gorgeous breasts of hers. I toyed with the nipples as I squeezed her breasts tightly. The expression on her face was of total bliss as I looked up into her tantalizing eyes. If I didn’t know any better, I would say she was thoroughly enjoying herself with me buried into her to the hilt. She started to rock her hips on her own, moving in every direction imaginable. She seemed to move in every direction all at once. I wasn’t sure how long I’d be able to last. She rocked up and down a couple more times before running her hands down my chest and then pushing off of me.
She went to the foot of the bed and got on her hands and knees. I lay there, just looking at her gorgeous ass and pussy on full display for me, completely caught up in the moment. She looked back at me with those amazing eyes and beckoned me over. It took me a minute to catch up to what was going on and finally got on my knees behind her. She reached back between her legs and guided my ever hardened cock and lined up with her warm juicy pussy once again. I didn’t even have time to hesitate pushing inside of her, she didn’t give me the chance. Once she was satisfied with the positioning, she shoved back onto my dick, putting it back where it wanted to be, enveloped in her warmth. I grunted deeply, taking a hold of her gorgeous ass and giving it a nice firm squeeze . I spread her ass cheeks apart and peered down to watch my cock sliding in and out of her pussy as she took complete control of the rhythm and motion. She bounced her ass up and down as she pushed back against me, driving my dick to all the different areas inside of her. It was impossible for my dick to not have touched every square centimeter of her gorgeous pussy. She reached back, grabbed one of my hands and brought a finger into her mouth, sucking on it long and hard, swirling her tongue around it like I had felt her do to my dick just moments ago. When she was satisfied, she placed my finger against her tight little asshole and pressed it in, moaning as my finger slid inside her. I could feel my dick on the other side of the membrane sliding in and out of her. She was blowing my mind and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I blew my load.
I kept sliding my finger in and out of her ass while she controlled my dick going in and out of her sweet tight warm pussy. There was no need to worry about lubrication, I could feel her juices running down onto my balls and as I looked down saw a wet spot that seemed to keep getting bigger. She slid all the way forward, letting my dick come free from her pussy. I reluctantly slid my finger from her ass and she began to turn around slowly. She pulled the condom off of me and then slipped my dick back into her mouth, taking all of it until the hit the back of her throat and then moaning around it. She pulled it out of her my and lifted it up and licked her juices off of my balls. The sensations I was feeling were incredible. She looked up at me with those amazing eyes and flashed me a sly grin, “don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet.” I wasn’t sure what she’d meant, she had already pulled my condom off.
She laid on her back on the edge of the bed and pulled me over in front of her. I stood on the floor in front of her, with what would seem a quizzical look on my face. She spread her legs, doing almost a full split effortlessly. She rolled her hips back, bringing her tight little asshole into better view. She spit on her hand and then rubbed it around her gorgeous rosebud. Now I had a better idea of what she was talking about. “I love cum in my ass, will you do me the favor?” she said. With the amount of times I froze up in front of her she either had to be at least a little irritated or just humoring herself. She probably also had a good idea I was a young guy and had little experience with hookers, probably women all together. Since I wasn’t moving yet, she took control once again and pulled my dick into her tight little asshole. She reached up and grabbed me by the shoulder, pulling me down onto her, driving my dick deep inside her ass. It felt so much warmer than her pussy, I didn’t even think it was possible. She let out a deep moan and I figured it was time to use my equipment on my own. I pulled back, letting my tip linger inside of her before plunging back in hard and fast, not giving her a chance to know that my cock wasn’t where it was supposed to be. From there I proceeded to fuck her awaiting ass deep, long and fast, knowing that it wasn’t going to take me much more time before I came. She moaned loudly with every thrust. I reached down to get a final feel of her gorgeous tits, squeezing them hard, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples. This only caused her to moan even louder, almost resulting in screams. I bent forward and started to suck on her supple breasts, kissing all over them in a frenzy, feeling my cum about ready to burst. She grabbed the sides of my face with both of her hands and pulled my face to hers, sliding her tongue into my mouth and wrapping her tongue around mine. That was it for me.
I plunged into her deeply one last time as I felt the cum rise out of my balls, through my shaft before finally shooting from my cock deep into her glorious ass. I just kept it there as she kept kissing me. The state of utter bliss I was experiencing was amazing. Her legs began to shudder and shake as my cum shot into her. Was she really cumming? Either it was real or she was one hell of an actress. When my dick finished shooting, she let go of my face and kissed my lips one last time. I reluctantly drew my cock out of her and watched as it slipped from her ass. What a site that was. I stood back to take in her beauty one more time, watching as my cum dripped from her ass, looking at her spread pussy, up to her gorgeous tits, and finally into the mesmerizing eyes one last time. She slowly got up, took me by the hand and let me to the shower in her small little bathroom. She turned the water on and walked in, pulling me in with her. I felt the water hit my body, followed by her hands, already lathered in soap, rubbing all over my body, reaching down and giving special attention of washing my dick. She pushed me forward and then turned me around to face her. “How about you do me next?” she said with the devilish grin she had flashed me several times already. If I hadn’t been so spent from the heavenly sensations I had just experienced, I may have gotten hard again. Two or three times was usually a usual number for me. Even to this day, it blows my mind that my cock was unable to get hard again looking at this Amazonian goddess, in the flesh, wearing nothing, water slowly dripping down her body, everything exposed to my ever hungry eyes. I washed her tentatively, paying special attention to ALL of her areas, I couldn’t get enough of her body.
To my disappointment, she turned off the water and stepped out, taking me by the hand to the towel rack. She took a towel and dried me off, making sure my balls were nice and dry more than anything. I returned to my clothes and slowly got dressed. I looked back at her as she got dressed. She was putting on street clothes which seemed a little odd to me. Seeing the puzzled look on my face she said, “Oh, I’m done for the night.” I looked towards the curtained window and figured it must have only been around 7:30 or 8, I couldn’t really be sure. “It seems a bit early though,” I said. “After that, baby, I don’t think I can keep going. Every now and then I get a special costumer that really gives me what I need from time to time. Tonight, I was lucky enough that he was my first one.” She gave me a quick wink and finished putting on her heels. I reached for the door and she pulled me back and turned me around. She planted one last, deep, lustful, kiss on my lips, moaning deep into my mouth. She pulled back, opened the door and said, “Maybe you can come back and see me when you’re 18. Then again, I wouldn’t mind if you didn’t wait that long.”
I can still picture that intoxicating smile she had. Sadly, it was a smile I would never get to see in person again. I’ve been back to the same place and a couple others looking for that Amazonian goddess that completely satisfied me and so much more. I never found her again.
thanks for reading, thanks to a few unexpected days off from work, should be a few more stories up in the next few days. 🙂

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The Time I Accidentally Paid for Sex

This is about the time I went to a strip club for a bachelor party in Vegas. I got propositioned for what I thought was a VIP lapdance, but it ended up being a whole lot more. This was the only time I paid for sex, and it was an adventure.

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With an older man

This is a story about my first time with a man.
This story is mainly true. It happened a long time ago, so maybe I have exaggerated a few parts in remembering them. Though it probably doesn’t matter anymore, I changed the names of the guy involved.
I was about 13 at the time. Just a normal 13 year old. Simply, brown, shoulder length hair. Little buds where my boobs would one day be.
I lived a fairly shelter life. No one every really talked to me about sex, or anything sexual. What little I did know was picked up from overhearing things I wasn’t suppose to, but that wasn’t very much.
I had discovered masturbation, as most kids too. I wasn’t a porn star, shoving everything I could find up there. In fact, if you saw me touching myself back then, you would probably have laughed instead of getting turned on. I just sort of awkwardly rubbed myself and rocking, or sometimes if I felt bold, rubbed against something. A few times, I got really bold and pushed a finger into my pussy.
I know what you are thinking, so let me just tell you again, I was pretty sheltered. Anything to do with sex was treated completely wrong, so I thought that what I was doing then was pretty bad. At one point I think I convince myself that I was some sort of sexual deviant. But my god, it felt so good. Plus there was the the thrill of staying up late, waiting till my parents went to sleep (if they were awake, they might catch me, I thought) then touching myself till I shook with pleasure (and nervousness).
I knew a few things. Guys had a penis, they put it inside a woman, something vague happened and then they got a baby. I had some idea that penis was a hard thing that stuck out, kind of like a finger.
Next to us lived another family. They had a son, named Jake. He was in his 20’s at the time this happened. 25, I think. We didn’t every really interact as kids, since he was so much older than me. But I thought about him a lot. When I touched myself, he was the one that usually came to mind. One of the reasons was that he was fairly cute and had the most engaging green eyes I have ever seen. But there was also something about the way he looked at me, a sort of appraising/approval look. Even then I knew that he liked my body.
Jake had moved out of his parents house by then, but he visited them a lot. I think his mom was sick with something and he was helping take care of her, but I don’t remember the details too well. She got better eventually, so I guess that worked out.
I”m not really sure how I came to the conclusions, but one day I decided I wanted to know more about sex, and I wanted Jake to teach me. It started out as more of a fantasy, something I would think about at night in me bed alone, but then it solidified into a full blown conviction. I was absolutely convinced that I could get him to come over and teach me everything there was to know. How this was suppose to work wasn’t really clear to me back then, but I was convinced I was going to make it happened.
It was the summer, I was out of school and home alone. My parents would be gone for a long time. Jake was at his parents’ house, helping out again. He was mowing their lawn, something that I was happy to watch him do. When he finished, he sat down on the steps in the shade. Seeing him sit down, I walked out, determined to get him back in my house.
I going to be honest with you, I was so insanely nervous that I don’t ever really remember what I said to get him in my house. I told him that I needed help with something, but I was pretty vague. I could tell he was confused, but we had lived next to each other for a long time and he had always been a nice guy so he followed me inside to help.
Once we got in, I made up something, stalled, danced around, then finally offered him something to drink. We sat down on the on the couch and said a few awkward words, then sat in an awkward silence. I could tell that he thought I was up to something, and was just waiting for me to get on with it.
I had pretty much decided to abandon my plan, I was just going to be embarrassed and let him leave, when something came over me and I just blurted out:
“I want you to teach me about sex.”
After saying it, I was so nervous and embarrassed, I wanted to curl up into a little ball and cry. Jake was clearly stunned, and sat there a moment, looking at me, clearly wondering if he had heard what he thought he had heard.
“What?”
I didn’t say anything, just looked away, wishing I hadn’t said anything. After a few seconds, I felt a hand on my arm and I looked back at him. The feel of him touching me made me feel more confident and I said:
“I want you to teach me about sex. I am old enough to know about that sort of stuff, and I have liked you for a long time and think that you should be the one to teach me.”
Well, that is what I wanted to say. What I actually said was much more rambling and drawn out.
Jake stared at me for what seemed like a very long time. Then he asked me:
“Have you ever done anything with a guy before?” I shook my head.
“Have you ever seen a guy naked before?” I shook my head again.
“You sure you want this? You seem pretty scared.” I nodded. My heart was racing so fast, I didn’t trust myself to say anything.
Jake sat there, evaluating the situation. Then he reached around and grabbed some blankets that were folded by the couch. He draped one over me and put one over himself.
“Here, take your cloths off under the blanket. Then, when you are ready, we will pull it down together. That way, if you want to stop at any time, you can.”
I nodded, and didn’t move. Then, he started to slide down his pants and his worm out of his shirt. Seeing him do this, I slipped my skirt down, then unbuttoned my shirt. My fingers were shaking so bad as I slip my panties of into a pile with my other cloths. We both stayed under the blankets while we did this, so it involved a lot of squiring and wiggling.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes.”
He started to slide his blanket down, letting me see his chest. I did the same, slowly exposing my newly forming breasts. He glanced down at me, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of his eyes. We moved the blanket down farther, slowly, little pieces at a time. He kept glancing down to see my body, but I never looked at his. Finally, the blankets fell on the floor and we sat next to each other, completely naked, looking into each others eyes. Then, I watched him move his eyes down my body, taking me in as a whole. I will always remember that look in his eyes. That look of complete lust.
I managed to move my eyes down his body, stopping at his crouch. His cock was probably averaged sized, but to me it looked huge. I had never seen one before (these were the days before internet and I couldn’t just pull up picture after picture of well endowed men), and all that had ever been inside me was my one finger, so I honestly didn’t think that it could fit.
We didn’t say anything, just looked for a moment. Then he reached over and took my hand. He placed one hand high on my chest, and his other hand guided mine to his chest. Slowly he moved his hand down to my breasts, while guiding my hand down his chest. Stopping, he gently cupped both of my breasts, sending tingles through my whole body. I’m pretty sure he could feel how hard my heart was beating, but he didn’t react to that at all.
Slowly he moved our hands down farther, till he finally reached my pussy. His fingers gently brushed the outside of it and the feeling was electrifying. At that moment, feeling another persons hand on my pussy for the first time, I was completely turned on. If I had been a braver person, I would have jumped on his and rode him to orgasm right there.
Instead, I started to shake.
“Are you sure you are ok with this?”
I nodded and spread my legs farther apart. He gently began to rub my pussy lips. At the same time, he guided my hand to his cock, wrapping my hand around it, he helped me to slowly pump his cock. I sat there, my legs spread, his finger exploring my body, my hand pumping his cock.
“Do you want to do more?”
I nodded enthusiastically, no longer able to talk at all. He stood, and moved over me, then knelt between my legs. Adjusting my body for a moment, he leaned down and kissed the tender spots around my pussy, then moved back for a moment to admire the view and leaned in to kiss my virgin pussy. The feeling of those lips against my lips was explosive, and I let out a gasp. Then I felt him spread my lips and his tongue start to explore. His finger joined in, sliding to me while his tongue moved around the outside. Very slowly and gently, he fingered me while his tongue sent waves through my body. I looked down to see and found myself looking into his eyes while I watched his mouth pleasure me.
I had masturbated before, and it had felt good, but it was nothing compared to the feeling of my first real orgasm that came surging through me a bit later. My muscles tenses and my breath turned to gasps as his tongue make me cum.
When he lifted his head, we didn’t say anything, just looked at each other while I tried to get my heart and breathing under control. Then he clasped my hands and helped me up, so that we were standing, facing each other. Guiding me slowly to my knees, I realized that his cock was right in front of my face. Like he had done to me, I leaned forward and began to kiss around it, kissing at the base, at his balls, and finally at the tip of his cock, which was quivering in front of me. Not knowing what to do then, I looked up at him.
“Open your mouth.” He said. I did, and he moved his cock forward. Placing his hand on the back of my head, he carefully guided it into my mouth. I still wasn’t really sure what I was doing, but his hands began to push me forward, and I began to bob on head, taking his cock into my mouth as far as I could (which wasn’t very far). I tried this for a bit, but I knew I wasn’t doing a very good job. After a bit, he took his cock out of his mouth, and began to stroke himself off in front of me. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his cock, his hand beating it off in front of me. His breath grew more strained and I knew he was close to finishing, when he shot his cum all over me.
Jake was nice about it, he tried to am it away from my face, so only a little bit landed on my cheek. Most landed on my chest. My young breasts weren’t big enough to stop any of the cum, so it ran down my check towards my stomach.
“Open your mouth.” Jake said again, and when I did, he pushed the cum on my check into my mouth.
“Suck.” He said and I sucked the cum of his fingers. That was my first taste of cum. I wasn’t really a fan (and I’m still not) but right then if he had wanted me to I would have eaten every drop and begged for more.
After that I got up and cleaned myself off on a towel. When I came back into the room he was gently stroking his cock, which had deflated a bit.
“Did you like that?”
“I loved it.” I said, smiling happily.
“Wait, have you ever even kissed a guy?”
“No,” I said, feeling the embarrassment return. Jake stood up and walked over to me, taking my hands in his. “Where is your room at?”
I lead him to my room. We stood in the door way for a moment, holding hands, not saying anything, then he turned to me, leaning down he kissed me.
Not stopping with the simple kiss, Jake picked up my small body, and held me in his arms, pushing my body against the door frame, while his lips and tongue met mine. I wrapped my legs around him, and could feel his cock rubbing the outside of my pussy. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to feel it slide deep inside me (it didn’t, if you have ever tried to have sex like this, it is actually pretty hard and takes some practice).
Carrying me over, Jake placed me on the bed, then joined me. We lay next to each other, kissing each other. His hand found mine, and he guided my hand to his cock. He wrapped my hand around his cock, and his hand around mine, helping to me to pump his hard cock until I got the rhythm and the pressure down right.
We enjoyed each other for a while, just kissing and me jacking him off, then his hands moved over to my leg and he pulled me on top of him. I looked down and could see that he was holding the base of his cock, making it stand up. I knew what I was suppose to do, and moved my now dripping pussy over it. It took a bit of working around, I wasn’t really sure what I was doing, but I managed to work his the tip into my wet hole. He pulled my mouth down and kissed me while I gently worked his cock into my body. It hurt a little, felt a little awkward and invasive, but at the same time, it was exactly what I wanted.
I lay on top of him, his cock all the way inside me. We didn’t move or grind, just left it in me, while our lips did most of the work. His hands moved up and began to explore my body.
Feeling my back,
Moving down to my breasts,
Finding my nipples and playing with them,
Down to my hips,
Grabbing my ass.
Maybe he pushed me a little, maybe I started it on my own, but I started to grind into him, humping him, moving around until I found out just exactly what I wanted.
That orgasm was probably the best in my life. It is the one that I always remember and think about. It washed over me, making me lose control. My head lay on Jake’s shoulder, my breath was out of my control, coming out in moans and gasps. Feeling my orgasm, Jake wrapped his arms around me holding me while I came on his cock.
When I had calmed down, I opened my eyes again and looked at him, we stared at each other, and then he attacked me, kissing me hard, his hand holding the back of my head, forcing me into him.
His fingers moved over me again, but this time it was more desperate and wild. They moved down to my hips, and his hands gripped on hard. Jake began to move my hips, forcing me to grind into him. Then, when this wasn’t enough for him, he lifted my small frame up and brought me down, hard, impaling me deep on his cock. He lifted me again, slamming me back down. Slamming again and again and again until he suddenly slammed me down and help my hips tight against him. For the first time I felt the warm feeling a man filling me with his seed. The feeling almost made me cum again.
When he finished filling me, we lay there me still on top of him, his cock still on top of me. I don’t know how long we stayed there, I think I feel asleep.
I never had sex with Jake again. There wasn’t any time when we were alone (my parents leaving me alone like that was pretty rare, they were always watching me). Then we moved away from that neighborhood and I never saw Jake again. But when I’m horny and can’t find a guy, he is the one I think about while I touch myself.

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Next doors not so little girl part 1

As previous stories seem well received, I have written up another (s) exploit. I have had a number of comments about the language, some of which makes no sense to our colonial cousins, sorry about that but I write in English English not US English

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ME, MY GIRLFRIEND, AND HER BEST FRIEND: PART FOUR – Day One

This story is a long one, so I’ve decided to break it up into three parts. This story is very special. It’s actually the reason that I started this whole damn thing in the first place. I hope you’ve enjoyed my stories so far. Bear in mind that I’m recalling all of these events, and while I have a good memory, I can’t remember everything, so basically this is what happened as far as I can recall and the rest is just filler made up by me. Enjoy, and as always, only the names have been changed!

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Travel Tales.1

Recently a friend made a comment that registered with me in a forceful manner: “It is possible to love somesome and not be in love with that person.” For weeks after hearing him make that comment I thought of the relationship with my wife. Almost 3 years ago she just stopped expressing words or actions of passion. Not wanting to force the issue I resolved myself to accepting her evident desires, but it has been extremely difficult because, even though society has chosen to refer to those of my age category as senior, there is still an abundance of passion in my thoughts and emotions. And so, since I have the opportunity to travel frequently as part of my profession, I decided to go with the flow and see where the tide would take me. Below is one of the “Travel Tales” I have experienced.
It had been a long day of driving and as the last few glimpses of the gorgeous sunset adorned the western sky, I was looking forward to getting to my motel room. Just as I was about to take the exit I saw a woman on the other side of the interstate – she was standing beside her car with her head resting on the roof. I decided to refuel before heading for the motel and as I removed the pump after the fillup I looked back down the interstate and the woman was still there – in the same position. The receipt did not dispense and so I went inside to get one. I mentioned to the lady behind the counter what I had seen and she smiled and said, “Oh, I know who you are talking about. She shows up there every month about this same time – stands for a couple of hours and then leaves.” My interest was tapped and so I inquired if anyone knew why. The lady continued that she did not think any of the locals had every asked to find out.
“Well,” I thought to myself as I walked to my car, “if she is still there I am going to drive down and find out if she is alright.” And sure enough – there she was.
As I pulled up behind her new Mercedes SUV and made my way toward her, I noticed a sticker on the back window – “In Memory of Chad.” That really got my attention because that is also my name.
She lifted her head as I asked in a low voice, “Are you alright?” She looked somewhat startled at first and then smiled as she nodded her head. “I was driving on the other side of the highway when I saw you and when I finished filling up with gas I noticed you were still here. I mentioned it to the lady inside and she told me that she sees you about every month here. I guess my curiosity just got the best of me and so here I am.”
Again she smiled and responded, “I have been coming here every month for 14 months and you are the first person who has stopped – the first person who has asked if I am alright. You must have a kind heart. Yes, I am alright and why I come here each month is a long story.”
I took out my cell phone – looked at the clock and replied (and as I heard myself saying the words I could hardly believe I was saying them), “Well, it is early and I have not eaten dinner yet. Would you like to join me? I am a good listener.” I really was expecting her to refuse, but after a few seconds of giving it thought she answered, “Since we are strangers to each other, I will accept only if we can eat at the restaurant at this exit. The people there, even though they do not know me, they do know me and I will feel comfortable there.” I agreed and followed her as we drove down to the next exit and made a u-turn to get back to the exit where I had stopped for fuel and where the restaurant and my motel was located.
As we ate our meal I listened. Her name was Amanda and she explained that 15 months ago her husband had been killed in an auto accident at the place where she was standing when I saw her and the very next month she began her trips. They had been married for over 20 years and his death was a tragedy in her life – he had been her first and only love. As she spoke I found myself captivated by the tenderness in her voice and the words she spoke. It had been about 5:30 pm when we began our meal and before I knew it we had been sitting and talking for over 2 ½ hours. All of a sudden she looked at her watch and said, “I have a long drive to get home and I am so sorry for unloading on you and taking up so much of your time. But you see, you are the first person I have felt comfortable enough to share all of this with – we had no children and our families live far away. And…… (her voice quivered) …….today would have been our anniversay. Thank you for stopping this afternoon – thank you for dinner – thank you for listening – thank you, thank you, thank you.”
I reached over and placed a hand on one of hers. She laid her other hand over mine and continued, “You know what? I would like some dessert.” “What would you like,” I asked? To my utter surprise she replied with a moment of hesitation, “You.”
I took both of her hands in mine and whispered that I had a motel room already oberved and asked if she would like to share the room with me. Her eyes sparkled as she nodded her head and smiled.
When we got to the room she told me that she did not have any other clothes since she usually drove home after her monthly visit. I told her that if she wanted, I would take my suitcase back to my car and then I would not have any either. She laughed and went to shower. When she finished she appeared with a towel draped around her and I then went to shower. When I finished I followed her lead and wrapped a towel around my waist.
As I exited the bath and entered the room I saw that the lights had been dimmed and there was some soft music playing from one of the cable channels. My eyes rapidly adjusted and to my delight there she was – laying on the bed – with no towel over her body. Again, following her lead, I unwrapped the towel from my waist and made my way to the bed.
When I sat down on the edge, Amanda placed a hand on my thigh and whispered, “It has been so long – 15 months. I am glad the first person is going to be with you.” I whispered in the same volume, “Me too,” and leaned over and lightly kissed her lips. I then said, “I want this time together to be special for you – an anniversay you will remember. I do not want to have sex with you – I want to make love with you.” She smiled as her eyes moistened and she nodded her head in approval.
Gently I rolled Amanda onto her stomach and as I did she looked questioningly at me. I smiled and said, “It is alright. Trust me.” She replied, “Even though we only met this afternoon, for some strange reason I do.”
I slide to the end of the bed and kissed her right heel. Slowly I began to kiss and lick my way up the calf and thigh until I came to her ass. I then slide back down and kissed her left heel. Again, I began to kiss and lick my way up the calf and thigh until I came to her ass. When I reached her ass I started licking in small circles over her ass. I heard her moan softly and then I placed my tongue at the entrance of her crack. I felt her tense and then relax as my tongue lightly licked across and then up and down. Her hips raised to meet my tongue and as they did I slid my hands beneath her and enveloped her pussy mound with my fingers.
After several minutes I removed my hands and began to slowly slide up her warm body – kissing and licking as I did until I lay over her with my cock resting on her ass. I kissed the nap of her neck and then took her right ear lobe between my lips and gently nibbled. I heard her breathing heavier and then I moved to take her left ear lobe between my lips and gently nibbled. As her breathing continued to get heavier I whispered as I released her ear lobe from between my lipe, “Happy Anniversary.”
I then turned her slowly onto her back and knelt beside her – allowing my eyes to devour the portrait of this lovely woman. I leaned over and kissed her forehead – then her right eyelid – then her left eyelid – then her lips. As my lips touched hers I felt her tongue slide between my lips and it began to draw me to her lips. When my tongue touched her lips she sucked it into her mouth and she sucked on it like it was a piece of candy that had just been unwrapped for her.
As she sucked my tongue, my hands started exploring her body – touching eaching of her breasts and tingling as I felt the hardness of each of her nipples – touching her stomach that had a slight plumpness to it – touching her pussy mound that was already sending wonderful rays of warmth to my fingertips.
I then felt her hands on my head as she began to gently push it downward. I kissed her neck and then each of her breasts – kissing and licking each one – taking each nipple between my lips and carefully brushing my teeth on them. As I would suck one nipple I felt one of Amanda’s hands rubbing the other breast and then alternating when I changed. Her body was getting so hot.
After several minutes I again felt her hands pushing my head downward. When I got to her navel I paused and darted my tongue inside. She moaned. I then started licking toward her pussy. When my head reached there I felt her hands remove from my head and felt her hands begin to spead her pussy lips. I opened my eyes and savored the sight of wetness that was already so present and felt the heat of expectacy. I laid my tongue between her parted pussy lips and breathed heavily into her cunt. She moaned and I felt her hips lunge upward. She was cumming. As her body began to quiver and then quiet down I started to move my tongue that had only been resting there. I licked up and down, up and down, up and down – deeper and deeper and deeper with each stoke. Her hips started to flow in rhythm with the up and down movement of my tongue.
After several minutes of licking this cunt that was now like a furnace I took Amanda’s swollen clit between my lips and started to suck. With each tug I felt her body move. She began to move her hips up and down – she was fucking my tongue. As I continued to suck this clit what was so desirous I placed my hands on her breasts and started to gently massage her nipples with my fingers. She was now like a volcano – a volcano needing to erupt – a volcano about to spew its inner juice – juce that I wanted to taste – juice that I needed to taste. It seemed as though the room was rocking even though there was soft music playing. Her hips lunged upward – pressing against my face – her wetness becoming a soaking presence as she soared to another orgasm height.
As Amanda’s hips lowered and her body relaxed I felt her hands on my shoulders and she rolled me onto my back. The light from the dimmed lights radiated from her eyes and without saying a word she poised her body over mine and began to engulf my cock with her pussy as she sat on it. She leaned back and began to slowly fuck my cock. As she did, her tits moved up and down. She started to rotate her hips and as she did, her tits moved side to side.
The speed of her movements became faster and faster and as my eyes were closed I heard the slapping sound of her body against mine. Amanda then whispered, “Please open your eyes, I want you to look into them as I cum again and as you cum.”
When she said that I could not hold it any longer – I began to shoot into her hot pussy. Amanda knew what was happening – she threw back her head and the fucking reached a pinnacle of pleasure as our juices mixed together. Then she sat up straight – smiled really big and did something I had never experienced before – she tightened her cunt around my cock and squeezed. It felt so erotic. Usually after an orgasm, my cock will begin to return to normal, but on that night it seemed that my cock wanted to stay hard forever.
After what seemed like a delightful eternity my cock finally begain to relax and when it was fully relaxed, Amanda gently rolled to my side. I placed an arm beneath her head and as she lay her head on my shoulder and looked into her eyes, I heard her say just before going to sleep, “Thank you Chad for making this anniversay so very special.”
When I awoke the next morning, Amanda was gone. I was disappointed that I did not get to say goodbye. I dressed and took my suitcase to the car. As I sat down on the seat I saw a piece of paper on my windshield. I got out and it was a note from Amanda:
“Dear Chad. I did not want to say goodbye so I am not going to say it. Here is my cell number and my address. Please let me hear from you. PS – I don’t think I will making any more monthly visits here. Big smile as I shout, Thank you. Amanda.”

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