The things that happen in the fruits and veggies isle at the grocery store

None of my girlfriends had ever been this good with their mouths. None would ever consider allowing me to cum in their mouths. I knew this woman would not only allow it, she would probably like it. I relaxed and let her finish me off.

My legs began to tremble with the intensity of the orgasm building inside of me. I threw my head back and allowed Lia to work her magic. The first spasm jetted a long blast of cum deep into her mouth. She didn't even hesitate to continue. She swallowed and continued working my cock.
She allowed a stream of semen to dribble down her chin. It was so amazing to be with a woman who seemingly would do anything ... and enjoy it.

I emptied my load into her mouth and began stroking her hair. I felt tired and hoped she would stay the night. Who was I kidding I hoped she would stay forever.
 
I loved the taste of cum. When he spewed into me, I let it linger on my tongue, sweet almonds, yummy. I was amazed that most women didn't like to swallow. I couldn't imagine not. I sucked all he had in him. He pressed himself to my face, tremors running thru him. His hands in my hair was a wonderful feeling. I took a deep breath, and leaned back. Taking my tongue and capturing the bit that had escaped. I smiled at him. I laid down on the bed, tired, happy, satisfied. I wondered if he would mind me staying over, or if he was going to take me to my car....
 
I kissed Lia on the top of the head. She had given me the most intense 3 hours of my life, how could I ever repay her ?

"Please stay with me," I whispered. I was afraid of her response. I couldn't bear to think about spending the night alone. It had never bothered me before, but tonight I needed her. "Please stay."
 
I snuggled up beside him, buried my face in his chest and merely nodded my answer. When I felt his arms come around me, I knew that for tonite anyway, I would sleep safely and soundly, with wonderful dreams....
 
I slept more soundly than I had in years. When I woke up, Lia was still asleep in my arms. In the sunlight, streaming in through the windows, she looked even more beautiful. I spent what seemed like forever studying her features. Gently, I pulled my arm out from under her. I went into the bathroom, through on some clothes and went to the grocery store to buy some breakfast.

I walked through the fruit/vegetable section thinking about the events leading up to now. What a weird feeling it was.
 
I woke up alone. Saw the note on the pillow telling me that Greg was going to get some breakfast. I sat up, hugging my knees. Thinking about the events of last night. I smiled at my behavior. My mother would be appalled. I stretched, and headed for the shower. I never heard the bathroom door open.
 
I gathered all the groceries that I thought we would need. The way Lia was sleeping, I figured that I'd have at least an hour before she would rise. As I shopped I couldn't help but relive the entire night's events. We were out of control last night and I loved it. I paid for the groceries, loaded them into the truck and headed home.

When I got home, I unpacked everything and headed upstairs. I heard the distant sound of the shower running. She had gotten up and probably found my note. My mind began to work. What could I do to surprise her today ?
 
As the water ran over my naked body, I relived last night. I had become an hedonist. I laughed at myself. Never before had I let go like that. God, it was wonderful. I closed my eyes and remembered the feel of Gregs hands on me..I remembered every place he had touched, kissed. I ran my soapy hands over my breasts, imagining his hands...
 
I entered the bathroom silently. She seemed to be totally engulfed in thought. I took off my clothes, letting them fall to the floor. She still didn't suspect a thing.

Slowly, opening the shower curtain, I stepped into the tub behind her.

Her hand was lingering between her legs. She wasn't washing, she was masturbating. I wondered if she was thinking about me.

Without a sound I reached up and placed my hands over her eyes.
 
"guess who" he said. I turned and kissed him. I wagged my eyebrows at him, holding the soap and a sponge in my hands. "Feel like being bathed?" I asked him. His smile was answer enough. I began soaping up his incredible chest. I drew pictures in the soap, taking my time, enjoying looking at his body. His strong arms, his hairy chest, flat stomach and those powerful thighs. I sighed. His nice tight ass, all gloriously before me. I looked up at his handsome face, his eyes full of something....I smiled a small smile at him and leaned by body against his. Wet soapy skin against wet soapy skin. Jeez, I was horny again.
 
She turned and kissed me. I felt something for this woman. How could that be ? We'd known each other less than twentyfour hours.

I kissed her back. Water splashing our faces and flowing down our bodies. There was a depth to our kiss, not typical of strangers. It was the kiss of two people who have known each other for a long time.

My hands found her breasts. I could spend forever making love to this woman. Her nipples responded to my touch and became hard. She was just as horny as me.

Our kiss became more intense, tongues colliding and lips locking. I wanted her so badly. I could tell the feeling was mutual.

"Let's go into the bedroom," I whispered, "I want this to be long, warm and slow."
 
We didn't even dry off. We stumbled from the bathroom, to the bed, dripping wet, never breaking the kiss. As we fell on the bed, our hands were everywhere at once. I felt him grow harder and harder. Oh, I wanted him. My pussy was throbbing with need. He wanted it slow, gentle. So did I.

I wanted to feel him in me, slowly stroking me to oblivion.
 
I spread her legs wide. My hand reaching down to position my cock between her labia.

I pushed slowly, entering her only slightly. I wanted to drive my cock deeply into her. I would have cum in seconds. But not this time.

I pulled my penis back out and rubbed her clitoris with it's lubricated tip.

Slowly lowering my cock into place again. I entered her again, only slightly, repeating the process.

Our mouths joined again. I wanted to be as close to this woman as a man could be. I wanted to climb into her skin.

I pressed forward letting my cock slowly slide all the way in. God it felt good. I wrapped my arms around her, she wrapped her legs around me. We were one...
 
While orgasm is a wonderful thing, for some women, there is no better feeling the having the man you are making love to you, enter you. If it is done right, it leaves us a melted heap. That is how Greg entered me that morning. Slowly, surely, hitting every nerve ending that existed down there. I sucked my breath in, and groaned, my legs tightening around him. My arms wrapped around him. We took it slow, and it was maddening. The urge to move faster was pushed down. This was good. Enjoying him, slowly stroking me to insanity, feeling a bond that I didn't know existed. We continued to kiss, deeply with passion. He fit me so well.
 
Lai and I held each other tighly, not wanting to let go. We were locked together in a most intimate awy, both of us reluctant to let the moment end. I moved ever so slowly, my penis barely budging from it's warm safe haven.

I broke off the kiss, moving my mouth down to her exposed neck. I began gently licking the side of her neck, tracing her jawline. My penis withdrew almost fully. I waited for a second and then very slowly entered her again. This was a complete contrast to our first sexual experience together but, boy was it good.

I felt as though there was no bad way to be with Lia, she responded well to all forms of lovemaking. I found her ear with my mouth and whispered something I'd never whispered before.

"I think I'm falling deeply in love with you."
 
Being a cynic, I said to him, "You don't even know me." How about we agree to like each other, then we will go from there?" I wasn't sure how else to respond. I knew that I was drawn to Greg. That I couldn't get enough of him, but I always held part of myself back for fear of pain. He entered me slowly, again, and I shifted my hips slightly to tighten the passage a wee bit. Making love this way was wonderful. I loved the slowness, the gentleness, knowing that it would take longer to cum, but the result would be well worth the wait.

I kissed him wherever my lips would reach. My hands touched him softly, like butterflies. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and wondered at the whole thing. I had deep feelings for him too. I couldn't bring myself to admit it.
 
The slow, sensuous pace of our lovemaking was magnificent. Our bodies moved in perfect unison, neither of us wanting to increase the pace, both loving the moment. Her reply to my statement sounded hollow. She was hiding something.

I gently rolled us over. She was now in control. I felt great to lie back and let her control the pace and angle of our lovemaking.

Droplets of water dripped from her hair, splashing onto my chest. God, she looked beautiful. Despite her reaction, I did not regret my bold statement. I really did feel love for this magnificent woman.
 
He rolled us over and I was suddenly on top. My hair a dripping mess. My eyes clashed with his, fire with fire. I slowly lifted myself up, and then I lowered my self back down. moving my hips just slightly, I heard him groan. I moaned with the pleasure of it. Lovely. His hands were above his head, his eyes still intent on mine. I had a hard time holding his gaze. His eyes were telling me what he had said earlier. But how could it be? We had met less than 24 hours ago. The feelings overwhelmed me. I did enjoy this man. I did want to get to know him better. I sure didn't want this to end, I could see myself making love with him for years to come....I increased my pace a bit, rolling my hips back and forth, feeling him rub up against my clit. I wanted his hands on my tits. I took his hands and put them there. He was buried deep inside of me. His hands squeezing my tits, I threw my head back, and fucked him.
 
Lia rode my cock skillfully. She placed my hands on her tits and began moving powerfully up and down on my thick hard cock. I pressed her tits together, squeezing the mounds of flesh in the palms of my hands. Her nipples pressed hard and firm against my hands.

As she slid up and down on my invading prick, I began meeting her thrust with thrusts of my own. We moved in perfect unison.

I looked deeply into her eyes, trying to stare into her soul. Needing to know if she felt the same strong feelings I was. She looked away, hiding the soft vulnerable spot that we all protect so diligently. She appeared to want to speak, but just as quickly closed her eyes and threw her head back.
 
I have always been one to guard my most inner self, for fear of pain, or rejection. "Love" is a word a lot of guys use upon a first time with someone. Some girls need that validation. I didn't. I wanted him to LOVE fucking me. I wanted him to LOVE being with me. I wanted him to want to spend more time with me. This is what I was feeling. I didn't want to throw his words back into his face. My mind was otherwise occupied at the time being anway, so I swallowed the words, and I fucked him into oblivion, and I went along for the ride, just for the hell of it. It was wonderful. Our bodies shared the same rythm, the ancient beat that flows thru our veins. I felt my whole being tighten, and then release. It melted me from inside out. I felt him tighten soon after I did, and I am not sure, but I think he melted too. I collapsed on top of him, he was still deep inside of me. I had to catch my breath, and buy a little time.
 
My orgasm ripped through the deepest part of me. It started as a small tickle at the base of my cock and grew into a spasmic tidal wave of pleasure. I emptied my load deep within her pulsating pussy. This was the best sex I'd ever had in my life. I wanted to stay inside of her forever.

My hands slid up and down her thighs. I wanted to touch her all over. I wanted to explore every part of her and she definitely wasn't opposed to the idea.
 
As I lay on his chest, our breathing hard, our hearts beating wildly. His hands roaming up and down my legs with feather touch. I felt stirrings deep inside of me. It wasn't of a sexual nature. It was deeper than that. I sighed, I turned my head and kissed the side of his neck. "I think, that it may be possible after all to start to love somebody so quickly." I whispered in his ear. My voice was tremulous. My mind was a jumble, but my heart beat on, in time with his. I knew that life wasn't like this. But sometimes Shit happens.
 
OOC: Danse, take me where you want and I will follow. It's your thread and I want you to be able to explore it as thoroughly as you wish.

Gareman
 
OOC:Well, I really am just taking it as it cums, so to speak. I think it is going well, we are getting lots of readers...do you think this is a good place to end, or do you have any new ideas? Let me know....Danse
 
Lia and I lay in bed for a few hours. We were exhausted but happy with the sex we had been enjoying for a day and a half.

"Hey, do you want to go for a ride ?", I asked. "I know a place that I think you'll like."
 
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