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‘You’ve nice boobs,’ Joe whispered,
amongst kisses. He got a murmur in reply.
Perry undid Joe’s jeans and took them
down. She touched him and he grew, allowing her to wank him. She brought him to
climax and laughed when he ejaculated on her tits. He wiped it off with his
shirt.
She led him to the bedroom. They
finished taking their clothes off. They stood together, milky white skin in the
late evening sunlight. Joe took in her scent. Cigarettes, body spray and a
musky perfume. I like being next to
Perry. She makes me feel safe and wanted.
‘Taste me,’ Perry said.
Joe went down between her open legs and
licked her pussy. She tasted a little sweaty so he spat onto his hand and
rubbed it in. He licked her clit and Perry immediately groaned. He did this
till she came, fingering her too.
Now she opened a condom while sucking
him off and put it on his cock. He got ready and she mounted then rode him. He
felt her exquisite tits, ran his arms round her slim waist and thighs.
‘Oh baby, you’re lovely,’ Joe said,
kissing her.
‘So are you,’ she replied.
They fucked quickly and hungrily, their
bodies wanting more, always more. Perry came first, her gasps were sensual and
her brown hair was all over her face. They did it till they sweated; it was a
nice spring evening, perfect for sex with a nice woman.
After sex they slept, in a tight
embrace.
***
Joe awoke with an erection. It poked
into Perry’s back. She felt it and turned to face him. She opened one eye and
laughed, then gripped his cock. Without further ado, she put a condom on his
dick, lay back and he mounted her.
Perry wrapped her legs round his and giddily
smiled. He thrust into her and never stopped till he was done. What an amazing lady Perry is, a great way
to get over my ex-wife. She feels so bloody good.
They showered together and had toast
with coffee for breakfast. Joe felt complete, that he’d started to move on from
Brittany. It was his first step to recovery. Before he left, Perry gave him
some advice. He listened and remembered it then left. They’d see one another at
work and keep their little encounter quiet.
Three
Doing
the mate’s bird.
It was April 1999. Jill flirted with
Joe. She urged him to strip. The look on her face showed she was serious.
‘Let's do this,’ Joe replied, standing
up and taking off his black trainers, jeans and heavy metal t-shirt.
‘I like what I see,’ Jill replied.
‘That's good to hear.’
‘Come over here. There, just there.’
Joe went to the sofa where Jill was sat.
She leant forward and sucked his big hard cock. His mate was sat next to her,
drinking beer.
‘That feels good,’ Joe said, grinning.
Jill stopped sucking, stood up, held his
hand and led him to the bedroom. She took off her gray jumper and jeans.
‘Sexy lady. You've a nice body.’
‘You're not so bad yourself...’
Things happened fast. It was threesome
time. Joe was in the zone. He fucked his mate's girlfriend in front of his
mate! His cock was all the way inside her.
She whooped with joy and commented, ‘I
always wanted to fuck you Joe. You're a sexy bloke.’
‘Did you really? You should have said.
We would have done so,’ Joe replied as he fucked Jill. He was on top.
‘But you were
married and you wife was a bossy cow. Anyhow, I'm shagging you now.’ Jill grinned
and whooped again. She loved it!
‘Past is past. Enjoy me now. Enough talk
and more action!’
‘Hehe, too right.’
Joe moved his hips and pounded her cunt.
His mate was naked, by their side. He wanked himself off and was next. Joe went
first!
Jill told Joe to change position; she
was on top. She rode him like a pro and was soon coming. She called his name
again and again, fucking him even harder. Her thighs and butt slapped down on
his flesh. He sucked her tits and rubbed her long legs. Another sexy bird with legs to die for, Joe thought.
She came four times. Now it was his
turn. The mate commented, ‘Well done love. You gave Joe a right good seeing to.’
Joe added, ‘Fuck me, I've not cum yet...’
‘You look like you are,’ Jill laughed,
riding him like a jockey.
‘Oh God! I'm coming... Fuck me baby...’
She fucked him till he was dry and used.
As soon as his climax was over, Joe
rolled out from under Jill and his mate took over. Just like changing a light
bulb. She rode his mate and smiled shyly. Sex with her partner was different,
more sublime; none of the hurried lust like with Joe.
Joe groped her boobs and gave her a kiss
before going to wash his cock and balls. Jill's cum and juice was all over him.
When he'd finished, he went back to join
them. He drank a beer and wanked himself off. It's so cool watching someone else have sex. So damn stimulating! Joe
observed, slowly pulling one off. Jill nodded and smiled at him. He grinned
back. His mate was moaning like a zombie, eyes closed and elsewhere.
They changed to doggy style and the mate
pumped his bird from behind. His balls slapped on her bare arse and he felt her
big knockers which invitingly dangled down. They were lovely.
He leant into her and did it gradually.
She gasped and cried out. Her pussy was unbelievably sensitive. The mate felt
her tits and worked his way lower till his hand was between her legs and he rubbed
her clit. Jill fell forwards so she was flat on the bed and squashing his hand.
He still brought her to orgasm and finished his own. His cock was a visible
snake going in and out of the cave. A welter of white erupted and it was over.
Joe gave them both a clap and wolf whistle.
***
That was how Joe fucked his mate's
girlfriend. A one off event. In later years, Joe and his mate did other similar
erotic antics. It was good natured adult fun and helped Joe move on from his
failed marriage and exes.
Four
Big
city girl in a crap town.
Joe was in a local nightclub called the
Cabaret. There, it was possible to pick up a local slapper and give her a right
good seeing too. That is just what Joe intended to do. After downing many
beers, it was club time. He was dressed to impress in a long sleeve shirt,
trousers and shoes. The old skool look. It always worked.
He’d just finished chatting with his
work mates and turned round to ask the DJ for a record when there, right bang
in front of him, was a girl! A nice one. Was this scripted by his mates? No…
Joe looked her up and down and said Hi.
She replied and said her name was Dooshka. Joe burst out laughing and only stopped
when she glared at him.
‘Unusual name, Dooshka,’ he meekly
replied, feeling a dick.
‘My mum called me it. It’s a Manchester
name.’ Her brown eyes bored into him and he looked away. ‘Anyhow, what’s your
name?’
‘Right, yes, my name is Joe. Nice to
meet you.’ Joe composed himself and tried a smile.
‘Joe eh? Well nice to meet you. Shall we
start again?’
‘Yes…’ he said, offering his hand. She
shook it and grinned. Damn girl set me
up!
‘I’m just going to the toilet. See you
in a minute,’ Dooshka said, turning to go.
‘You’ll be back then?’ Joe questioned.
She looked back over her shoulder. Her face was unreadable.
Joe bought a beer and vodka with coke,
in case Dooshka returned. He nattered to his pals and listened to the music.
Minutes ticked by. Several songs later, she did.
‘I see you’re back. I got you a drink.’
‘You didn’t believe me, did you? I don’t
lie and speak my mind. Thanks for the drink. What is it? She took the drink.
‘Taste it…’
She did so and nodded her approval. The
night went from there. Joe went home with her. She made him promise to behave,
no sex! But things weren’t so simple. When Dooshka and Joe got changed, it was
in her room. Both were briefly naked. Joe watched. Nice sexy lady…
She wore shiny silver pajamas and looked
great. He never told her; what if she went mad? Here I am in a strange gal’s house. She could kill me and I’m dead!
The only bad thing that happened was Joe
being sick in the morning. Too much booze. His liver wasn’t happy and Joe paid
the price. Dooshka asked was he ok? Maybe
she doesn’t want the hassle of having to move a corpse?
Later, she wanked Joe off while they
kissed. He complimented her on her kisses and hand action and looks. She
laughed till she cried. ‘Relax Joe; you’re safe with me…’
‘I will thank you.’
***
Things never work out as planned. Joe
didn’t call up to see Dooshka or ring her and ask her out on a date. Instead,
he tried to fix up her with a work mate who was single. The result was a war.
Dooshka blasted Joe on the phone and threatened hell upon him. She said she’d
tell every girl he ever saw after her just what he was like. He groveled and
apologized. And that was that. Or was it?
A week or so later, Joe went out to get
drunk. He wondered what part of town to drink in? Left or right? He chose right
and went to a pub called the Crown. There everything changed. He saw an old
school friend who was getting married; it was his stag do. Joe was confused and
asked why it was tonight? Then it dawned on him, He never called me to say it was tonight, a week earlier. I’d of missed
it! Bastard…
There was almost a big row but the other
guys calmed it down. Joe relaxed and bought his mate a pint. Then the pub crawl
began, in town and then in Manchester, from the Gay Village to an old skool
club. It was there, while chasing all sorts of random girls, that Joe spotted
Dooshka. She was just there.
They just gawped at one another and he
went over and hugged her. She looked amazing, wearing a figure hugging shiny
black dress with big red roses on it and a split all the way up one side. All
her leg was visible!
She was with her sister. Introductions
were made and Joe left his mates, for a while. He talked with Dooshka and made
her promise to see him. He said sorry for his silly antics. She forgave him.
They agreed to meet the following week.
***
Joe took Dooshka out and they went for a
drink. One week later to the cinema, the week after to a club, the week after that
to a restaurant. It was while in a club, one of her friends looked at them
oddly; then she spoke, ‘You haven’t done it yet, have you?’
Dooshka was very uncomfortable and
wanted to hide. Joe handled it, ‘Good things take time,’ he simply said.
‘Oh you must…’ the friend added. He
waved her away.
It took six weeks for Joe and Dooshka to
have sex. When they did it was simply awesome. Joe was very insecure and
anxious. Dooshka was very beautiful and erotic and caring and special and…
***
They became an adventurous couple. They
drank wine at her house and watched European porn. She rode his cock and talked
dirty to him. This was a new experience for him and he buzzed off it, felt like
an astronaut taking his first step onto the Moon. Doing something that changed
the world. It changed Joe, he grew as a person and fell in love with the quiet
but strong lady who rode his cock while watching old eighties blue movies.
