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Trouble's Tale
by Padraig (padraig@hotmail.com)
***
Trouble and I have been friends for years. During that
time we’ve discussed nearly every subject under the
sun. We both have intense sex drives, and as might be
expected, sex comes up quite frequently. Recently,
Trouble sent me a story describing one of her more
recent sexual experiences. After I told her how erotic
it was, she told me I could submit it as a story. I
polished it up some, but here is Trouble’s tale, in her
own words. (MF, rom)
***
The sex... oh yeah, that was really good. After the
second time, Chris said that he had to keep me. Still
smiling, I asked why that was. Chris said that he told
himself that if he ever found a girl who could be true,
and can make him come by giving him a blow job that he
wouldn't let her go.
Thursday night, D.S. was there dropping off the kids
and stayed to watch them while I went out. I got to
Chris’ apartment early, let myself in, and jumped into
the shower.
I had just got my hair rinsed, when I felt a pair of
strong hands run down my back, over my hips and then
down in between my thighs. I leaned my body against his
and put my head on his shoulder while his hands teased
the inside of my thighs then up barely grazing my clit
before going back down.
I moved my left leg up to the side of the tub to give
him better access, reached behind me and ran my
fingernails down from the middle of his back and down
over his butt. I proceeded to hang on for dear life,
since my legs did not want to cooperate because of his
ministrations.
By that time he had moved his right palm up over my
nipple while his left palm was running back and forth
on my clit. He used his lips and tongue behind my ear
to make my quivering intensify. Chris went from gentle
to more aggressive and moved on to alternating small
bites, then bigger ones on my neck down to my collar
bone.
His right hand now pinched my nipple instead of
caressing it and his left palm continued to put
friction on my clit while his finger slid in and out of
me. I came so hard it was running over his hand and
down the inside of my thighs. I nearly fell down and
definitely would have if I had not been hanging on (he
still has the scars on his ass to prove it).
We finished our shower, then toweled each other off and
got dressed. He stood in his boxers while I only wore
his army shirt. For the next hour, I tried to make
breakfast but he teased me relentlessly. It got to the
point that my body was so sensitive that all he had to
do to make me climax was simply touch me.
A bite on the back of my neck? Mmmmmm! Run his hands
down my back? Ooohhh! A kiss here and a pinched nipple
there? Okay! Okay! (I am going absolutely crazy by this
point because as much as he is making me come he is
still leaving me hungry and horny for more. After
sliding down the refrigerator to the floor during
another orgasm, I debated whether or not I want to
crawl away in defeat or actually beg for mercy. Since I
am too stubborn to acknowledge defeat in any sense of
the term, I had to resign myself to begging.
He must have taken pity on me because he turned off the
stove, grabbed me off the floor with one hand, and
cleaned off the counter with the other. I leaned over
the counter and he slid into me from behind. He gave it
to me fast and hard, my head hitting the counter top
with every stroke till we both came!
After we took another shower and cleaned the kitchen,
we made do with cereal (scrambled eggs didn't sound so
good after cleaning them up off the floor) and curled
up with a movie that I still have yet, to this day, to
see the entire way through. However, I have heard that
it’s good.
By this time it is light outside and I am beginning to
get my second wind! He looked more enticing then the
breakfast was, so I grabbed him by the hand and pulled
him off the couch and back to the bedroom. What I had
in mind needed more room to maneuver than what the
futon would give me.
I stripped his boxers off and pushed him onto the bed.
I kept the Army t-shirt on for the time being and
straddled him so that his cock slid in between my pussy
lips. I ran my tongue up his chest, flicked his nipple
with it and bit into his collar bone. His hands gripped
my hips to slide me back and forth along the length of
his cock. I bit his bottom lip before kissing him fully
on the mouth and sliding my tongue against his, and
teasing him with it the same way I teased him with the
motion of my hips.
He slid his hands from my hips and up along my ribs
taking the shirt as he went. With my shirt off he sat
up, me still straddled in his lap, he took one nipple
in his mouth, then the other, alternating between
sucking them and biting at the cleavage in between. I
push on his chest to get him to lie down again.
I then moved down and ran the tip of my tongue down his
cock and down the inside of his thighs. I kept teasing
him by running my tongue up and down the length of his
cock and the sliding just the head in before pulling
out and going back to the inside of his thighs and
around the balls.
Once I got him to appreciate the predicament that he
had put me in earlier while in the kitchen, and had him
properly begging for mercy himself, I moved into the
classic 69 and made sure that I finished by fully
satisfying him.
Oh yeah, the sex really was good...
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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