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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Sexy Stranger.

This is my second story.
Im David im 28 years old and I live in London, England. I have a pretty mundane office job that I work 9 to 5, but there is a pretty decent social group around the office.
After a pretty boring day at work, 5 or 6 of us decided to go for a few beers after work. I would say the moral was higher because the sexy new receptionist decided to track along. Her name was Amy, she was a 22 year old blond goddess. Legs that went all the way up, and the rather short skirt left little to the imagination. Add that to the beautiful blue eyes, she could have any guy she chose. She was also a tease. She knew what she was doing, working up all the guys and then casting them aside for the next guy to have a pop.
Was I any different? Well no, this isn’t the story, sorry guys and girls who want a story of me shagging a 22 year old stunner, but lets just say she did leave me in a rather horny state.
I left the bar about midnight. I was quite drunk and horny. BUT I knew I was working and thought it was probably the best thing to get the train home as the journey was 45 mins. I got the last train and it was rammed. But it didn’t particularly bother me as I knew 10 mins into the journey the train would ¾ empty as it stops at a main station.
15 mins into the journey I finally got a seat. I sat there listening to my ipod casually looking abound to train seeing if anyone takes my fancy. There ware plenty of dunk girls, all dressed up, but looking dishevelled, but nothing especially fantastic, but then a guy on the train was sick so I decided to swap carriage.
The next carriage was empty other than a 40ish year old office worker working on her lap top. I sat opposite her and made eye contact, she smiled. I took my chance to have a good look, she was hot. She had shapely legs with black stockings on, (well I hoped they were stockings anyway) high heels. She had light brown hair tied back, a white blouse showing a little bit of cleavage. But I also noticed a wedding ring on her finger.
“Oh well” I thought, she still was a hot cougar and I must admit the instance she smiled at me I was hard, but I thought “fuck that I can’t be bothered with that shit”.
Anyway my stop came, and surprisingly it was also the hot cougars. I opened the door for her and walked up the stairs behind her.
She had a magnificent ass. She clearly works out and looks after herself. And through her skirt, there was a clear outline of French knickers. I had to place my briefcase in front of me to hide my clear erection. God I couldn’t wait to get home to knock one out. I also had to admit the beer was batting by bladder I needed a piss. So I decided to cut through the car park as I knew I could have a piss up against a tree there and cut through the hole in the fence rather than go around the station.
I went to the other side of the car park and started to piss, half way through I herd footsteps and saw the woman on the train looking straight at me. “Shit” I thought caught red handed. I finished up and went through the hole in the fence.
Now I was walking right behind her again. I thought about walking the other way round to save my embarrassment. But thought “Fuck it, what she going to do stop and give me a lecture”.
She turned left down the road I needed to turn down, “Shit” I thought “shes gonna think im following her”, “but you’re not” I keep telling myself, “its not like im gonna rape her is it”.
We kept walking and walking and you could tell she was nervous, as every few mins or so she would look around. It didn’t help the fact I was a faster walker than her either. I remember giggling to myself “I bet you wished you hadn’t worn them heels now”
Now I was only about 2 meters away from her. She stopped and turned around and said “You’re not going to follow me all the way home are you?”.
“Sorry” I said pulling my earphones out of my ears.
“You’re not planning on following me all the way home are you?” she repeated
“Eeeeer sorry no, I live down here in Green Garden Avenue” I said.
“Really” she said, “I live in Cottage Road around the corner, I thought you were some pervert following me home because I smiled at you on the train”.
“Oh no” I said “I did think of going another way around because I didn’t want to make you nervous, as after you caught me in the car park”.
“Hmmmm” she said “that was naughty, but at least you did it against a tree rather one of the cars” she smiled.
“Yeah and as I said I hope you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t have” I smiled back.
I couldn’t believe it we were flirting. After all the awkwardness we were flirting.
“Anyway” I said.
“Oh yes” she said “I suppose we better get home its late”.
We started walking together then she asked, “So do you live alone?”.
“yes”, I said.
“Well eerr” she said “fancy making me a drink?”
“Sure” I said.
We walked up to my house by this time I had a massive erection. And I knew what was coming to I didn’t bother trying to hide it.
“Oh it looks like someone excited at the thought of a drink” she said.
“Its been one of them days when I just need to get cut loose if you know what I mean” I said.
She nodded her head and stopped and grabbed me and stuck her tongue inside my mouth. Her hand started exploring my crotch and my hands dropped my suitcase and started to slide my hand around her ass. It felt as good as it looked, firm and peachy.
By this time I was proper horny, she started rubbing my cock faster, she went down to her knees in the middle of the street and unzipped my flys and started to stuck my cock. I was so worked up it didn’t take long before my load exploded into her mouth.
“Well you were pretty worked up” she said, “I hope the main coarse lasts longer than the entree” she said winking at me, while I place my cock back into my trousers.
I few more mins and we were at my front door. By this time my heart was beating.
“So what do you want to drink” I asked
“”Do you have any white wine” she asked.
“Some cheep stuff somewhere” and I looked in the fridge ”oh here we go some pinot grigio, I suppose that will have to do”
“That will do fine” she said.
I poured the wine into two glasses on the table.
“So” I asked, “do you go down on strangers in the middle of the street very often then”?
She let out a little chuckle. “Not for a long, long time”, “But it looked like you needed it”.
I sat down next to her and placed my hand on her leg. I started rubbing her leg up and down. Our eyes made contact and our breathing started to get heavier, no more words were needed.
Our mouths moved together, and started kissing. It was soft at first before our tongues explored each others mouth. By hands moved up inside her skirt to the thighs. She was wearing hold-ups just as I hopped.
With the other hand I started undoing her white blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. She ripped my tie off and threw it across the room. Her blouse came off followed by my shirt, she then stood up and unzipped her skirt from the side. It dropped to the floor showing her red see through French knickers. And then she took off her bra. She wasn’t big up top maybe a A or B cup, her areola’s were small, but she had long and hard nipples. And her body was perfect. You could tell she looked after herself her belly was flat and quite toned. “I doubt she’s had any kids” I thought to myself.
She falls onto the sofa spreading her legs and she say, “I think its time you repaid my service”.
Ive now got completely naked. I knelt between the her legs and slide her panties off. She was completely shaven and I could tell she was horny, she was soaking wet already. I started licking her clit immediately, sticking 2 fingers inside her. She gasped with pleasure as my tongue slid slowly around her clit sending shivers of electricity up and down her body. My tongue was now moving faster and faster, and her breathing heavier and heavier, there was more groans and moans until I hit that spot that made her scream with pleasure.
“Yes that’s it” she shouted, she wasn’t a quiet one that’s for sure.
“Yes stay there”
There were all sorts of noises coming now, or should I say cumming, and I have no idea how to write them, but I guess you should know.
Her body now went tight and she gripped my head with her legs. And she came.
I started moving up her body now. Kissing and licking her tummy. My tongue starts playing with her belly button and she lets out a noise that can only be described as a meow.
I now reach the nipples, I love nipples I could play with them for hours. I love biting and licking nipples, and its clear she loved me licking them. I suck them and my teeth plays with them as her body wriggles I could take no more.
She grabs my cock and slides it inside her and she lets out a gasp. I start of with a slow pace sliding inside and outside her, she feels nice and tight, which makes me think even more that shes never had kids.
I start gathering pace and our breathing increases.
She stops and turns around and I see that magnificent ass again. She bends down and is a vision of lust. I slide myself her, she closes her legs and feels even tighter, im now banging away at some speed and its clear shes cumming again as the same noises she was making before and her body tightens again.
She now pushes me to the floor, and straddles me, the cowgirl starts to ride. She starts slowly at first, moving side to side she had magnificent hip movement.
I feel im now deeper inside her than ever before. You could now hear her body hitting mine like a big slap, and it didn’t take long before I knew that was it, and I spurted my load deep inside, we both collapsed to the floor.
We got dressed and finished the wine. It wasn’t awkward or anything, but I did have one awkward question to as.
“So” I said, “What’s your name then”
“Sarah” she said with a smile.

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Connecting with Mother Ch 2

Connecting With Mother
Chapter 2
Mum lay back and rested her head against the settee. The wine had taken its toll as she fell into a deep sleep. Much as I would have liked to exploit the situation I could not bring myself to do so. I covered her up with a rug but could not help fingering her cunt which was still wet and licking the slipperiness in my mouth. My cock stirred just a little.
I woke with a real hard on and suddenly recalled the events of last night and how delicious it had been. I got out of bed and walked naked into the living room. Mum wasn’t there. She had left for work. I made a coffee and relaxed on the settee reminiscing about last night gently massaging my cock thinking about her body and how we might go from here. The phone ringing jolted my out of my wankable reverie.
“Hello.”
“Oh is that you Ian, I was expecting Jean not yourself.”
“Hi Aunt Ellen,” recognising her Glaswegian voice, “How are you?”
“Very well Ian, I was just planning on coming to stay at your Mother’s for a few days but didn’t expect she had company. Well never mind, another time perhaps.”
“Hang on Aunt Ellen, I’m sure Mum would love you to come. Why don’t you phone her at work and tell her I am fine about your staying and can sleep on the settee which is also a put u up and you can have my room. No problem at all.”
“Are you sure Ian, that’s grand of you? I’ll phone her at work then.”
“Good Aunt Ellen, I’ll see you later then.”
“Thanks Ian, bye till later.”
Whilst engaged in this conversation I was tearing myself out with frustration on the one hand and sexual curiosity on the other. Frustration for her inhibiting my plans I had with Mum and no doubt hers for me. Curiosity because of fantasies I had had in the past about Aunt Ellen. She had fed my early horniness as a teenager along with a number of Mum’s friends. Ellen was not really my Aunt but her and her husband Tom had been the closest friends in London when all four left Glasgow for London for work and a better life than the restrictive backgrounds they had been used to in Glasgow. Not to put to finer point on it Mum had been forced to leave Glasgow and her parental home when she was pregnant with me and Dad followed her. Tom and Ellen soon followed though for work.
Aunt Ellen used to come round with Tom and I would surreptitiously feed my arousal in front of the TV by glancing up her skirt to view her thighs encased in stockings and suspenders, similar to Mum. Sometimes they would both excite me without realising it – that’s what I thought anyway. Another time I had just gone round to Tom and Ellen’s flat and gone by accident into their bedroom after going to the bathroom rather than into the living room to find Aunt Ellen in front of a full length mirror with her back to me in a full flesh pink corset with stockings attached to suspenders that hung from the corset. The corset cosseted her spacious arse cheeks. Added to this she was in high heels. It was just a fleeting moment, but Aunt Ellen was totally surprised and appeared slightly shocked as she turned to face me. Then I had a full frontal view of her breasts filling out the top of her corset with a slight cleavage that revealed how large they were. They were larger than Mums.
Her stockinged legs were deeply arousing and she had no panties on so I had a brief glimpse of her hairs.
“Just go into the living room immediately Ian. You know you should not be in here.”
Chastened I turned and leapt to the door and the hall into the living room. Just then I heard the front door open. It was Uncle Tom who greeted me in his usual boisterous manner and very friendly. I was his favourite ‘nephew.’
Shortly after Aunt Ellen came in fully dressed in a skirt and blouse and greeted Uncle Tom with a kiss and commented that I had just popped round to see them. She said nothing about what had just happened in her bedroom. My embarrassment rapidly faded.
I had never forgotten that incident. For weeks after I masturbated to the sight of her and the thoughts that went with it if she had pursued my obvious desire. It could not have happened anyway with Uncle Tom getting home almost immediately.
I recalled the incident again when I had put the phone down, feeling an erection emerging at the thought that she was coming to see us. She had never let me down by telling anybody of the incident. How did she feel about it I wondered? I had a quick come in the shower before work imagining her here with Mum. What should I do? How will Mum feel about Ellen coming to stay?
That question was answered when Mum rang me at work later confirming Ellen was coming telling me that she was pleased that I had agreed to use the put u up, but disappointed we were restricted in our new found relationship. She insisted that we keep it a secret too. I readily agreed.
Mum said she would get a take away meal after her work and we would all meet at home.
Uncle Tom had died a few years back when Ellen was in her late 40s. He was a good deal older than her but had been full of the joys of life and died in his sleep. Aunt Ellen had not found a new relationship and I did not know how she managed now without someone close to her, let alone her sex life.
I got back from work about 7 to find Mum and Aunt Ellen imbibing the wine. Ellen got up to greet me and gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek. In hugging her I realised she had on a corset because of the firmness with which her body was held. She wasn’t fat but had a figure well emphasised by the corset.
After the usual formalities we settled down to lovely reunion with the wine helping its way to our heads. Ellen was sitting opposite me. I could not believe it! Her knees were quite open revealing the sight that had excited me so in my teens, stockings, belt, flesh above the stocking line and just a hint of knickers. The knickers were old fashioned in completely covering her pubes. It reminded me of the corset I had seen her in that time at her flat, flesh coloured very old fashioned but to me then the most startling sight up to that time. I’m sure she saw me having glances at her. It was as if she was willing it.
“Well Ian how’s your love life these days?” Aunt Ellen pronounced almost as if she already knew. I glanced at Mum, who responded,
“I mentioned how things are with Gillian, Ian, I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all Mum. To answer your question Aunt Ellen it’s practically non-existent these days though the family works well enough and I get on with my boys superbly.
“You’ve not got a new love then Ian. So how do you get your needs met then?” Ellen always had a knack of cutting to the quick.
“I get by Aunt Ellen.”
“That means life’s very boring Ian or you don’t want to talk about it.”
Mum interjected, “I think he probably looks after himself pretty well Ellen.”
I relished the hidden meaning of Mum’s comment and just smiled. Ellen replied with, “I see, that’s alright then.” This effectively closed down that topic with a touch of the caustic in it as if she had been thwarted.
We continued gassing into the night and going a little easy on the wine for a change. Ellen went to the bathroom and Mum just glowed with, “I hope that gave you sufficient cover Ian, but I wonder what she’s after?”
Ellen returned and resumed her seat putting one leg up on a pouf to rest her foot. She carried on addressing Mum about her work. Whilst they were absorbed I glanced at Ellen’s thighs and then realised that I could see her cunt hair. She had taken off her knickers and was intentionally showing off her cunt for me whilst engaging Mum. I felt my cock harden in my trousers and wished I had on my track suit again. I decided the best thing was to get out of this situation and feign tiredness as there was no way I wanted to frustrate myself all night. I did enjoy the view though.
They both went off to bed and I got out the put u up and prepared for bed. I had left my dressing gown in my bedroom, and thought sod it, I always sleep naked what’s different tonight. I decided to read and left the small lamp on next to the bed.
After about an hour I heard a movement in the hall. Aunt Ellen poked her head round the door, very quietly calling, “Still awake then. Can I come in I can’t get to sleep. She was wearing my dressing gown, and still appeared to be in her stockings from a quick sight of her calves.
She sat on an armchair near the bed. I felt a slight arousal at her proximity. We chatted around the ordinary then after about half an hour she commented,
“Ian do you remember that day at my flat when you came into my room when I was dressing?”
“I never forgot it Aunt Ellen. I never had the chance to thank you for not dropping my in it with Uncle Tom either.” My cock stiffened at the thought of then and with her raising the incident now too.
“I thought it better to keep to myself Ian. No harm came and I thought you liked it by the look on your face.”
“What made you raise it now Aunt Ellen?”
“Oh I do like you calling me Aunt Ellen – it makes us much closer. Well I just happen to be wearing something very like it now under your dressing gown.”
Really that’s a lovely thought Aunt Ellen what are you going to do about it?
We’ll see Ian. What happened after that day at my old home Ian? Did you think about me much?”
“I couldn’t get you out of my head for years. In fact I still can get horny over the idea.”
“Tell me what you thought Ian. Did you play with yourself?”
“All the time. I got off thinking about you playing with me and doing lovely things to me Aunt Ellen.”
She lifted her leg onto the edge of the bed letting the gown slide off her thigh to reveal her stocking tops where they met her skin but held it so that I could see no more. Tantalising bitch but she knew I loved it as I stroked my cock beneath the sheet getting it very hard.
“I have always loved corsets Ian and I know that men just love the sight of them and the way they gently constrain my body into a better shape.”
“Men Aunt Ellen?”
“Since Tom, I’ve had the odd fling and one-off you know.”
“Do you like showing off your body Aunt Ellen?” She just smiled.
“I’m getting a nice show now.” I moved my hand to caress her stockinged calf and slowly worked my way up her leg to her flesh. She didn’t stop me. I reached out and pulled the cord of the gown. The dressing gown flushed open revealing her corset in full and her very hairy pubes. More astonishing was what she hadn’t told me that her breasts were fully exposed.
“Didn’t expect that did you Ian. This corset has a detachable bra which I took off when I went to your bedroom. I thought you might like it.” She used her foot to rub the sheet over my cock which was now completely stiff. She pushed the sheet away with her foot revealing my hardon totally. She stood up and let the gown fall and then without any words stepped over me to take my cock in her hands and put her cunt near my face and her big arse in the air above me. I had to move to adjust position as she licked my cock with her tongue.
“I’ve wanted this for years Ian. Give me your mouth too I want it badly. I haven’t had cock for ages, oh it’s lovely, it’s just right in my mouth.”
“Your dirty Aunt Ellen aren’t you?” With that I stuck my mouth between her massive hairy cunt and plunged into her wet soggy lips.
I could look over her arse and see her dark red arse hole. But I could also see beyond her when I did that and I slowly realised we were not alone. It was quite dark and Ellen was totally absorbed with my cock in her mouth. Near the door to the hall I could just make out Mum standing there in a short nightie not making any noise. She saw that I had seen her. I nearly stopped, thinking she must be furious but was kicked from that thought by the sight of her wanking her clit slowly yet deliberately. She nodded it was ok. She also used her raised hand and elbow movement to say don’t fuck her. I got her meaning immediately and nodded. She went back to wanking at the scene.
I resumed licking Ellen’s cunt and clit. I wanted to see more of Mum, difficult if I concentrated on Ellen’s clit. So I sacrificed her clit and went to licking her arse hole with a relish. I loved it and Ellen screamed and turned toward me.
“That fucking lovely more please more of that, I just love my arse licked.”
So I tongued her and tried to pierce her rectum. She has a nice tight arse so I settled for hard licking and fingering her clit as a substitute.
Just then I saw Mum close her eyes very tight and her legs were bent as she orgasmed with no sound. That made me go over the top too and I shot my load into Ellen mouth but quietly so as not to wake Mum! Ellen realised that too as I brought on her climax with my fingers whilst continuing to suck her arse hole.
Ellen collapsed on me as she came down from her orgasm. Just as I saw Mum slip away Ellen turned round and kissed me returning some of my cum into my mouth.
“I apologise for leaping on you like that. It’s been so long to wait but but it was really worth it. It was better than I could have imagined. I think I should be getting to bed Ian.”
“My pleasure Aunt Ellen, I hope we can again.”
I slipped off to sleep mostly thinking of Mum and how she may have felt seeing her new sexual role usurped by her old friend Ellen, but assuaged by the scene before her. I wanted to go to her but decided against it as being a little risky.
Next morning I woke to hear Mum in the kitchen on her own. I thought it better that I have a shower first. On completion I went into the kitchen in my tee shirt and trousers, slightly hesitantly so see Mum in a loose sweat shirt that came half way down her thighs. She was barefooted and looked really cool. I hoped that was not her mood too. She sat at the kitchen table with her back to me. I went up behind her and put my arms around her. She did not look up or say anything. I was very anxious. I decided to take a great risk. Coming round to face her I leant down and put my arms round her again and took her lips to mine and gave her a deep kiss penetrating her mouth with my tongue.
Mum tried to resist me pulling away from me but I just held her tight to try to tell her she was the important woman in my life. Slowly she desisted. I pulled her up from the chair so we both stood. She enveloped me as I rubbed her nipples letting out a sigh, “Ian you bastard that was my spunk no one else’s, but I still love you and want you.”
Just then we heard Ellen in the hall coming toward the kitchen. Mum and I separated quickly and went to sit down. Ellen came in and saw the ebbing but distinct bulge in my track suit and quickly gave me a glance and then got into conversation with Mum about how she slept.
Just then the phone rang. I picked it up to hear Gillian’s voice saying one of our children had a fall but was ok but would benefit from seeing me. It was Friday so I could go for the weekend. That solved things with Ellen and Mum immediately. I would go down to home after work for the weekend.
After conveying my intentions to Mum and Ellen with a real sorrow even though it would be complicated I dressed and went to work.
Gillian picked me up at the station with the children and we had a pleasant family evening.
Gillian was my age and still very attractive with firmish breasts, full hips and legs that looked good in heels. She wore glasses most of the time. I still found that a turn on when I felt randy. On one of first times at sex when she was about 25 I remember coming over her face with her glasses on. She thought me just a bit kinky even then.
I read to the children after they went to bed, then returned to Gillian in the kitchen finishing some washing in a sloppy tee shirt and loose skirt and bare legs.
“Feel like fucking in here Gill”?
“That’s a bit blunt isn’t it?”
“If you feel horny like I do let’s go for it.”
I can’t just do it like that Ian.”
I walked over to her at the sink and pulled up her skirt. No panties – good sign. Without any foreplay I pushed my finger into her cunt which was very wet – she was ready, and fucked her with it. She was responding to my vigorous fingering so I went for her clit and rubbed it in the way I knew she loved. She responded with a loud yell, turned and slapped me on my face. She had so much pent up anger releasing it on me physically. I grabbed her wrists with one hand and pushed back against the sink and continued fingering her. I then released her wrists and got down on my knees to suck her clit. She climaxed as only she can with a deep guttural moan that I just loved about her. She slowly came down making no comment.
I got up and looked round the kitchen and saw what I wanted and got it.
Returning to Gillian she was looking at me saying,
“What do you want that for?”
“Never mind.” I got rough with her and turned round to push her over the table on her tummy and slapped her bare arse hard with her skirt round her waist.
“Ouch you fucker that hurt.”
“Good, you deserve it you churlish cunt.”
There was a history of her being churlish when we were not at one that will unfold later. Now I just needed to take her with a roughness that even surprised me. I kept on smacking her arse. She moaned but did not tell me to stop. I then saw the cane carpet beater hanging on the kitchen wall within easy reach. It was rarely used for its purpose but I had thought of using it in the past but never had the nerve. I lifted it off its wall hanger and brought it down on her exposed arse which was now a gentle pink. I had held her down with my other hand.
“Why are you beating me you fucking bastard?”
I noticed how she had not told me to stop and replied, “because it makes me really horny for you and you deserve it for being such a cow.”
“Alright Ian do your worst, at least I have your attention.”
“Good cos I’m not finished yet.”
Gillian started fingering herself really getting in to a submissive frame I had not seen before.
I pulled off my trousers and pants with a very hard cock facing her arse. I gave her one more slashing with the beater then dropped it on the floor. I coated my fingers with the butter I had reached for and then pushed a finger into her arsehole. She just squirmed, “not there Ian, you know I don’t do that.” I ignored her and took more butter and coated my very ready cock with a lashing and pushed toward her.
Her rectum was tight but butter accessible as I pushed but allowed her to adjust. I was still outside giving her distinct pressure on her sphincter She went very silent. I continued to push relentlessly.
“Ouch that hurts you fucker.”
“Yes, I’m your fucker, only this time your anal fucker and it’s going up your beautiful arsehole, cos that’s what you need you repressed shit.”
She didn’t reply or try to stop me. Slowly my head penetrated the pink tight closed crevice and I found myself just inside her tight hole. I waited then proceeded to move deeper into her rectum. I was now fully in her up to my hair. I slapped her cheeks with both hands as I connected with her just with my cock. It was the most sexual moment we had had in months.
Without comment Gillian resumed her clit stroking with her fast moving fingers. She knew where I was going and she knew she had to look after herself. I continued slapping her cheeks hard with my hands which seemed to rouse her even more.
Just then she stiffened her whole body, went into a suspended silence then roared her voice at me, “yes Ian fuck me, cum in me, hit me I need you so badly, I’ve been desperate, absolutely desperate.”
I paused taking in what she said for later and then resumed my anal fuck with a sense of release that I had finally found a way of breaking through to her. She returned my movement in harness with me and I finally came and released all my pent up frustration with her right up her rectum.
I pulled out slowly still fairly hard and pulled her off the table and presented my cock to her face, holding her hair to fix her in front of my prick still dripping a small amount of spunk. Pushing at her mouth, she opened up and took it, ever so slightly speckled with her insides, into her mouth. She cleaned me up, doing a good job. Gillian pulled my down to her level on the floor and sought my mouth. I didn’t hesitate and we tongued each other as we came down from our frantic reverie.
Later that evening when we had returned to our wine, Gillian relaxed following her release sexually.
I casually asked her what she’d meant by being absolutely desperate.
“I hope you won’t be angry Ian but I have been very lonely and needed some company.”
I listened and waited and wondered.
“You know my brother, John’s wife left him three months ago. He phoned very distressed a couple of weeks ago and went on and on talking down the phone to me. So I asked if it would be better if he came round on the Saturday evening for supper after the kids were in bed. He leapt at the suggestion and came round about 8. I made the supper and we had some wine and he was very voluble, angry and sad. I suggested he get out of the house more after work. He said he didn’t feel very confident these days and I asked why. He blustered that he had lost any sense of how to go about being social with women and when he did try he blew it with the date he had. I asked how and he replied that he just froze when the woman came on to him and he ran from the situation. I then asked him if he managed to look after himself. He knew what I meant and said he didn’t really. Should I believe him I thought. Then he said I was the only woman he felt comfortable with. Because I’m your sister? No not because of that. He then went into a long ramble about always liking me. I agreed I had always liked him. He then came in with – no more than that. What can you mean I said? Then he just said it – sexually. I was astonished, yet strangely comforted feeling a bit neglected myself.
To cut a long story short he persuaded me to try to give him an erection and give him a hand job. Are you alright with this Ian, you haven’t said a word?”
“Go on Gillian, did you?” But I was getting a slight stirring below unnoticed I think. “I did, do you want to know the details?”
“Of course.”
“I went and sat beside him and undid his zip. It felt quite mechanical. I pulled out his cock and it was very floppy no sign of going hard. I started to play with it with both hands, one not being enough. It still didn’t work. I saw him looking at my breasts, I had my tee shirt on and had not worn a bra. He moved his hand to my breasts and started fondling them.” “Did you like it?” “It felt odd at first, but yes it did, certainly better than always doing it to myself. He began to stir and get harder. He then went under my T shirt and started to play with my nipples directly. But then he placed his hand on my head and pulled me toward his cock. I thought well this will get it over more quickly and I went down on him. He got really hard then and I held one hand on his cock to stop him pushing too far and just kept my mouth round the head of his cock. He didn’t last much longer and came in my mouth before I realised it.” “I’m glad that’s off my chest Ian sorry about it.” “What happened after that?” “Well he felt full of guilt, apologised and soon after some desultory conversation left.
“What about you?”
“I felt guilt and shocked at doing that to my brother, but I have to tell you I felt horny after he left and went to bed and wanked myself to sleep.
“What did you think about whilst masturbating? Don’t worry I don’t think I’m angry.”
“I can see you’ve got an erection anyway. Well I found it really sexual to think it was John I was doing it to and that he got hard when he started stroking my breasts and how he got harder in my mouth and….
“Why don’t you masturbate while you tell me? Wait a minute.” I went to our bedroom and got my lubricant and brought it back. “Carry on.” I had removed my clothes and was naked. We masturbated to each other.
“When he came in my mouth I realised I was not shocked but just took it in my stride and swallowed.”
“And?”
“I just fantasised then thinking of him being here again when you are away and thinking what’s the harm in it?
What would you like to do?”
“I’d like to tease him to death until he couldn’t stop himself and let him fuck me if you must know.”
“I’m ok with that. Now come and suck me off for getting me high again you incestual slut.” Gillian came over to me relieved that I had not scolded her or worse and proceeded to suck my hard slippery cock whilst she wanked herself at the same time. She was ready I could see. As she went over I pulled out of her mouth and took my hand to aim my spunk all over her face and glasses. We both collapsed then. She came up to me wet with my spunk and she hugged me and kissed me.
“I love you Ian. Thank you it’s just sex with John, I don’t feel other than brotherly to him and I do get lonely when you’re away.”
Gillian did not ask me about my sexual activity whilst in London and I didn’t proffer any of my activities though I did wonder how she would feel about my mother and me.
To be continued. . . . . . . .

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And Mother Makes Three

And Mother Makes Three
I could clearly hear the squeak of bedsprings emanating from my daughter’s bedroom through the thin plaster walls of my bathroom. I knew she was being fucked because masturbation doesn’t make that much noise! However, I was surprised to find out that it was her brother who was fucking her. I had definitely heard her say, “Oh, yes! Scott, that feels so good.” I knew I wasn’t crazy, and the walls were not thick enough to have distorted her words that badly. No my children were involved in a sexual and incestuous relationship. It was a relationship filled with potential dangers if I didn’t take some action.
I padded barefoot down the hall to the door of Sharon’s room. I knew that I must catch them in bed together or all was lost. To wait until morning would only give them the opportunity to deny it all and try to convince me that I had finally gone over the edge. My dilemma was whether to wait until they were finished or rush in and catch them in mid-stroke. It was an excruciating choice, one I didn’t have to make as I listened to Sharon and her brother keening in harmony, signaling their completion.
I quickly made up my mind as how to handle the situation. I stripped off my nightie and opened the door. Before they could even begin to be surprised, I slipped under the covers with them and hugged them both to me. I could easily feel their fear washing off them in waves. The last thing any teenager wants is to get caught having sex by their parents, but when one is participating in incest the desire not to get caught is at least a hundred times greater.
“So what were you guys up to?” I asked in a voice that was light and carefree. It was not the voice of a parent, it was the voice of a concerned friend, which I was trying to be at that moment.
“Uh … nothing”, Scott choked. At nineteen years old he had the body of a man, but he still retained his boyish face; a face that constantly reminded me of his father.
“Well, it sure sounded like something to me,” I said, sounding light and chipper. The last thing I wanted to do was frighten them anymore than they already were. “A very good something,” I said.
“You mean you’re not mad?” Sharon asked suspiciously.
“Mad? why should I be mad?”
“Because we were screwing,” Scott said incredulously.
“You were not screwing,” I said indignantly. “You were making love. You were making love to your sister, whom I know to be a very lovable person,” I added as I hugged them both tightly to me.
“You mean you’re really not mad?” Sharon asked timidly, as if expecting me to turn into some type of fire-breathing monster who could melt stone with just a glance.
“Heavens, no! There’s nothing wrong with making love to your brother”, I assured her. “However, the important question is: What do we do now?”
“I guess we’ll have to stop,” Scott said, sounding as disappointed as a child who has learned there really is no Santa Claus.
“Oh, really,” I said unbelievingly. “And just how long do you think you’d be able to stick to your guns on that, especially if Sharon walked into your room one night wearing a skimpy little negligee and smelling yummy, and tried to convince you that I wouldn’t find out if you did it to her?” Scott didn’t answer; he just shrugged his shoulders as his mouth twisted into a thin line. “See. So abstinence is not an option.”
“So what is?” Sharon asked a little heatedly. “What are you going to do? Send me to a convent and Scott to a monastery?”
“No,” I laugh at her absurd suggestion. “That would only make God angry with me. I’m sure you’d have half the nuns transformed into raging lesbian nymphomaniacs before a month.”
“You know her too well, Mom,” Scott laughed, and it was a good sound to hear. “So what do we do?”
“We are careful,” I said. “The most important thing is to insure that you two are safe. And by that I mean: No one finds out you’re sleeping together, and Sharon doesn’t get pregnant. She’s too young to have a baby.”
“I’m eighteen,” Sharon protested.
“Exactly, and still in high school,” I retorted. “So starting tomorrow, Scott has to wear a condom, each and every time you two do it. At least until I can get Sharon safely on the pill.” They both agreed and pinkie promised. “Second, you are only ever allowed to fuck at home, in this house, nowhere else, and never when we have company without my express and explicit permission. And last, you are both to see other people.”
“I don’t want anyone else,” Sharon cried. I hugged her and kissed her brow.
“You don’t have to sleep with other boys, sweetheart, and I really hope you don’t. I’d rather not have it known around town that my little girl ‘goes all the way’,” I assured her. “But you must at least date other boys to carefully cover our secret.” I was a full member of this conspiracy. “We must give others the impression that you and Scott share a normal, whatever that means – brother/sister relationship, and nothing more.
Understand?” Sharon nodded, quietly.
“Mom, why are you taking this so well?” Scott asked. “Why aren’t you going ballistic or something?”
“My father didn’t go ballistic when he caught me with your Uncle Mike.”
“Grandpa caught you and Uncle Mike doing it?” Sharon sounded astonished. “Oh my God, this can’t be true.”
When I was eighteen, it was unseemly for women to be sexually active, yet I had a very strong inquisitiveness about sex. My brother, Michael, and I had been so very close that I knew I could ask him any question I had without fear. Everything I learned about sex I learned from Michael, and when I finally decided that I was ready to become sexually active, it was to Michael whom I give my virginity. He was so sweet and tender, everything a sexually naive girl could ask for in a first time. When he parted my legs and entered me for the first time, I was so filled with love for him I didn’t even feel the tearing of my hymen. I experienced orgasm after orgasm as we fucked on the rug in front of the fireplace in my father’s den, which is where my father caught us after we forgot to lock the door one time. My father completely understood the relationship between most brothers and sisters, especially when both were extremely attractive and filled with a zest for life. He had also shared some incestuous moments with all three of his sisters. He taught us the most important word about such relationships; discretion. My father’s main concern was that his children were all right and protected, and I wanted the same for my two.
I told all this to Scott and Sharon as they listened enraptured. “Well,” I concluded as I separated myself from them, “I’ll leave you two alone to your fun.” I was out of bed and halfway to the door before they stopped me.
“Mom,” Scott said hesitantly. “Well, Sharon and I thought you’d like to stay.”
“That’s sweet, darling, but I don’t think you guys need an old woman crowding in on your fun.”
“You’re not old!” Sharon said vehemently. “Besides, we know how lonely you’ve been since Dad died.” I was lonely. My husband had passed away five years earlier, and I had not been with a man since. I had compensated by doting on my children, giving them all the love and support I thought they needed. Now, they were making me the same offer.
“We love you, Mom,” Scott said as he tossed back the sheet and got out of bed. Naked, he walked across the room toward me. My breath caught in my chest because he looked so much like his father when we had married. The same slim chiseled form, identical all the way down to the light dusting of blond hairs on his tummy. He reached out a hand and gently caressed my cheek. “You don’t have to be alone anymore.” His touch was so sweet and loving I felt my heart melt inside me.
“Stay with us, Mother,” Sharon said as she came to me and grabbed my hand. She was so petite; she looked like a nymph or a fairy princess. She was slim and slightly boyish in front, yet there was a definite and discernible curve to her bosom and a flare to her hips. She was the image of the ultimate woman-child, innocent and pure, and so temptingly tantalizing. I could see why Scott had to have her.
Their eyes were so full of love as they looked at me, I knew there was no way I could refuse, even if I wanted to. “Thank you, my darlings,” I murmured and let them guide me to the bed. They laid me down in the center of it, one of them on either side of me.
“Let us love you, Mother,” Sharon whispered as she kissed me tenderly on the mouth.
“Let us take care of you, like you’ve taken care of us.” This from Scott as he kissed me also, this tongue flickered along the surface of my lips before I parted them and accepted him into my mouth. Scott is such a great kisser, just like his dad was. His tongue moved languidly in my mouth as it explored. It had been such a long time since I had been kissed that way that I immediately got wet. There was a special thrill about kissing my son because at that moment he ceased being my offspring and became a man, my lover.
My attention was drawn away from Scott’s exquisite kiss by an intoxicating sucking at my breast. I looked down to see Sharon nursing at my teat as she had done as a babe. She sucked insistently, yet softly, on my nipple as if expecting milk to flow freely. I ran my hands along the smooth contours of her torso until I touched her smallish breasts. They were so tiny that they fit neatly into the palms of my hands. The nipples hardened and I massaged them briskly between thumbs and forefingers, causing my daughter to moan against my bosom.
Scott dipped his head and suckled at my other breast. I could feel the blood pounding in my head as my children mouthed my tits. My empty had itched to feel Scott’s body, especially his hardness. My fingers closed around satiny hotness of his penis, and memories of my past life – when I was a sexually active woman – flooded my brain. I remembered holding Scott’s father, hard and warm in my hand. Scott’s erection pulsed in my grip; it throbbed so strongly I could have measured his heart rate.
“Oh, my babies,” I said softly as Sharon’s teeth closed gently on one nipple and Scott inserted his hand between my thighs. I felt a little self-conscious as his fingers made contact with the thick pubis covering my cunt. I usually kept myself smoothly shaved for my husband, but since his passing I had never thought I would allow another man to touch me there so I just let it grow. Now I regretted that I gave up the practice of shaving daily as my son’s fingers traveled through the tangles of my pubic hair. I wanted to feel the callused pads on his fingertips sliding across the silky smooth skin of my boobs.
Scott slipped his long, slender fingers into the center of my dampness. I felt the digits slide into me slowly, and I was so aroused my cunt spasmed around them in a minor orgasm. It was a tiny climax, yet it felt as if thousands of vibrating fingers were traveling along my spine. I cried out softly and Sharon silenced me with a kiss.
I clung to my daughter, kissing her hungrily and passionately. I could feel the flutter of her rapidly beating heart as she pressed her body against mine. I laid my hand along her flank and stroked the tight curve of her ass. She squeezed my nipples until I experienced a delightful pain and cried out. I traced the valley of her buttocks with a finger, slowly circling the puckered skin of her asshole.
Scott was moving on top of me now, spreading my thighs to reveal the steaming essence of my womanhood. I could feel rivulets of my feminine secretions running down the insides of my thighs and the crack of my behind. Not since my wedding night had I felt so much desire, or so desirable. I could actually feel Scott’s excitement like heat rolling off sun baked pavement in the summertime. Sharon reached down between our bodies and guided her brother’s cock to the yawning mouth of my sex.
With a slow lunge of his hips, Scott flawlessly entered me. “Oh, Mother,” Sharon whispered sensuously into my ear. “Doesn’t that feel good? Doesn’t it feel so filling?” she asked, but I couldn’t answer in anything that even remotely sounded like the English language. I babbled in some incomprehensible tongue as I was rocked by the extremely pleasurable sensation of being penetrated by my son. “Make Mother enjoy it, Scott,” Sharon instructed her brother. Luckily, he was one to follow orders explicitly.
I thoroughly enjoyed every stoke, every plunge, every withdrawal. Absently I wondered what woman had taught my son to be such a fabulous lover. She deserved a medal or at least my heart-felt thanks. He was so considerate and giving, meeting my every sexual and psychological need. The way he twisted his hips as he fucked me insured that his cock touched every inch of my internal walls as well as my clitoris. He was ten times the lover his father was, although I had loved his father with all my heart.
Sharon was again occupied with my breasts. She mashed my more-than-ample tits together, allowing her to take both nipples into her mouth simultaneously. Her tongue flicked between both rock-hard points of my teats like lightning during a thunderstorm. She sucked the entire areola into her mouth and lovingly chewed it. That was the last straw; between that and the exquisite friction Scott was eliciting between my legs, I was catapulted over the edge.
I cried out my children’s’ names as the shockwave of a major orgasm buffeted me. I wrapped my legs around Scott’s waist and levered my hips off of the bed to meet his thrusts. I pulled Sharon to me and kissed her with a passion and desire that I never felt for another woman before. My hands kneaded her pert buttocks, savoring the feel of those cottony soft orbs of flesh. My climax was so intense; I actually believed it would kill me. I didn’t believe it was possible for a person to sustain such concentrated pleasure and survive the ordeal. However, I did survive, barely. I survived just long enough to feel Scott twitch inside of me and fill me with his seed. It was at this point I developed a serious case of vertigo and passed out.
I awoke a few moments later to find myself nestled between the naked forms of my children. They kissed my face and brow tenderly. “We love you,” they said to me over and over again. “I love you, too, my darlings,” I answered them.
From that night onward Scott shared my bed with me, which caused a slight rift between Sharon and I. Before I began my incestuous affair with Scott, Sharon had exclusive rights to her brother’s attention. She didn’t have to worry about “sharing” Scott with any other woman. Sure, my son saw other girls while he was sleeping with his sister. However, once he walked through the door of our house he was hers and no one else’s. He never brought any girls home with him, and as far as Sharon was concerned the life he led outside our home had no connection to the life he led inside our home. Once I entered the picture, my daughter’s relationship with her brother, and with me, took on a new dimension.
I blamed myself, not because I was sleeping with Scott but because I subconsciously monopolized his time and attention. I would never hurt my daughter intentionally. I had been so long without a man in my life that I rejoiced in the romantic attention of my son. I sought to replace the husband I lost with his son, and my daughter’s lover. I didn’t think about the bond Scott and Sharon shared, or how deep her feelings for him ran. He was her first and only lover; he had taken her virginity which she had surrendered to him willingly and eagerly.
When I realized that my relationship with my daughter was suffering, and why, I quickly thought about how to make amends. One of my problems was I was more ready to accept Scott as a sexual partner, even though he was my son, and I was not quite free-spirited enough to do the same with Sharon. In my mind, Scott was just a man, a lover, no longer my son in the classic sense of the word. Whereas Sharon reminded me so much of myself that I could only see her as my daughter, flesh of my flesh, and blood of my blood. Yet, my love for her was so strong that I would do anything to make things right between us once again.
So, one night I sent Scott out to a movie explaining to him that I wanted to spend some time alone with Sharon. Immediately he became worried because he had sensed the tension that was building between us during the last couple of weeks. He probably envisioned some nasty scene with his mother and sister fighting over him like two crazed bitches. I assured him that everything would be fine, but that Sharon and I needed this time to work things out between us.
After he had gone, I put the finishing touches on the special meal I had prepared for my daughter and me. I made all her favorites; a nice Caesar salad, lasagna, and for dessert, strawberry cheesecake. I had brought a nice bottle of wine to go along with the meal. I put on some soft music and lit some candles, then called Sharon down to the table.
My daughter walked into the dining room and her jaw dropped to her chest in awe. “What’s going on?” she asked. “I know it isn’t my birthday.” I strolled across the room and put my arm around her shoulders and kissed her soundly on the mouth. “No, it isn’t your birthday,” I answered. “I just thought you and I would enjoy a quite candle-lit dinner for two.” I seated her at the table and served the food.
During the meal I explained all my feelings and shortcomings to Sharon and sincerely asked for her forgiveness. My little girl surprised me by acting with the surety and maturity of a grown woman. She understood how I could become so emotionally attached to her brother after my five years of emotional and sexual celibacy. And she believed me when I told her I never meant to hurt her.
After dessert we retired to the living room, where we reclined on the couch with our second bottle of wine. I leaned over and kissed my daughter tenderly on the mouth, slipping my tongue between her lips. She pulled at my shoulders crushing my lips against her own. I worked at the buttons of her blouse as she slipped the straps of my slinky dress off my shoulders. My pendulous breast spilled out just as Sharon’s tiny A-cups were uncovered. “Oh, Mother, your breasts are so beautiful,” Sharon said as she pulled on my nipples. “God, I wish I had tits like yours.”
“Why, darling? Yours are perfect,” I said in truth, and I secured my lips around an extended nipple. I teased the rubbery nipple between my teeth, making Sharon moan in pain/pleasure. I dropped a hand to her lap and inserted it under her short skirt between her legs. I was pleasantly surprised to find out my daughter was not wearing any panties. My finger fretted with the silky blonde hairs of her cunt before parting her lips and entering her. I slid three fingers into my daughter’s pussy as I rubbed her erect clit with my thumb.
“Yes, Mother! Finger me,” Sharon breathed, lifting her hips to meet my questing fingers. I pulled my daughter’s skirt clear to her waist as I laid her out on the sofa. I stared at her cunt, marveling at the way the hairs curled with her moisture. I lowered my head into the cleft of her sex and began tonguing her. She tasted very pungent, my daughter, with a slightly acidic undertone. It was strange at first, but I quickly found myself enjoying Sharon’s bouquet. Her tangy sweetness assaulted my taste buds as I licked her to orgasm.
“Yes, Mom! Yes,” Sharon cried out breathlessly. “Eat me, Mother. Oh, oh, I’m cummmmmmiiiinnnnnngggg!!” A clear, thin liquid filled my mouth as Sharon came with cataclysmic force. Her whole body shook and quivered as if she was suffering a seizure.
Later, she went to her room and returned with her secret cache of dildos. We inserted them into our every orifice, enjoying climax after climax. Sharon even penetrated my ass as she ate me to a mind-shattering orgasm. When Scott came home, we took him to my bed and fucked him until the small hours of the morning. We shared him equally.
From that day forward the three of us have been inseparable, we do everything together. I have even lubed up Scott’s cock as he took my baby girl’s anal cherry. Sharon and I have become more like sister/wives than mother/daughter, with Scott as our husband.
Right now, I am three months pregnant with my son’s child. Sharon was a little jealous at first; however, I promised her that Scott can put a baby in her as soon as she graduates college. She thought this too long to wait, so we compromised, she only has to go to a two-year junior college. She has only sixteen months more to wait, and I’m just as anxious as she is. Between the both of us, we keep Scott deliriously happy, which is how wives should keep their husband. All in all, we are the three happiest and luckiest people I know.

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