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The Goodbye Fuck
by Karen (karenmc6243@gmail.com)
***
This is a story about how I met the man who would become
my husband and lover and how I broke up with the boy who
had been my "boyfriend" for about two years. The "man"
opened my eyes to the wonderful world of sex, something
the "boy" had not been able to do. (MMF, exh, rom)
***
My name is Karen and, as some of you may recall, I am
married to a divorced man. It is unusual to be sure, but
his ex-wife and I have become friends, we talk regularly
on the phone, we have never been intimate with one
another but both of us hold out hope that might happen
some day and we have shared stories about the things we
have done. Louise, my husband's ex, is a great story
teller but she hates to write. She says she does enough
of that at her work so she is loath to do it at home.
We were talking sometime back and I told her that I was
getting into writing, especially erotic writing, and
kidded her that I should write up some of her stories.
So this is my first attempt. I have written it as though
Louise was the author, she has read it and helped edit
it and, according to her, it actually happened to her.
As a result we both hope you enjoy it.
The Goodbye Fuck!
My name is Louise, I am now 66 and a mom and grandma.
The story I am about to tell happened when I was just 19
so you will have to bear with me as I try to reconstruct
the events I want to share with you.
First off, I had been sexual active for several years
before I was 19 and my parents were smart enough to
realize it. They had made an appointment with our doctor
and gotten me on the pill so I didn't worry about
getting pregnant. I had fucked a number of boys from the
time I was a freshman in high school. I didn't have a
"reputation" but I was never at a loss for a date to
school dances and the like. I didn't fuck every boy I
dated but I did enjoy myself while in school.
I met Mike when I was 17 and a junior in high school.
Mike was a year ahead of me and when he graduated he
went to a university in the south of our home state. He
was able to make it home about once a month for a
weekend and it was like we were trying to catch up for
the time we had been apart. If his folks weren't going
to be home we'd go there or if mine weren't home that
was our obvious choice. Mike wasn't, as I know now, a
very good lover.
Oh he'd play with my tits and my pussy but he was
reticent about going down on me. I tried several times
to suck his cock but he never seemed to get in to
it...as a side note, I love sucking cock and tasting
cum. I think the only two positions we ever used, given
that we weren't fucking in a car's front seat, were the
missionary and doggy.
He seemed to be able to hold off his own cum until I had
had an orgasm and I truly appreciated his efforts. So,
we had settled in with one another and my parents even
talked about us getting married. For a lot of reasons I
wasn't able to wrap my head around the notion of being
Mike's wife...something just didn't sit right.
When I graduated high school, I was accepted at a state
university in the northern part of our state so the
opportunities Mike and I to be together were even fewer
and farther between. He and I talk and while he
considered me to be his "girlfriend" he never gave me a
friendship ring or some other token that he was
committed to me. He slipped up one weekend and mentioned
the name of a girl he had been seeing at his school.
With everything out on the table, we agreed that we
would still be boyfriend/girlfriend but we could date
others.
I had been faithful to him up to that point, it was near
Halloween, but when I got back to school, I quickly
changed and began dating lots of different boys. So the
rest of my freshman year in college I studied hard and
partied hard all the while getting a bit of a reputation
as an easy lay. I remember one Saturday in particular,
it was spring and the end of the school year was
approaching.
I had a date for lunch with one guy, I sucked and fucked
him. I had a second date to "study" late in the
afternoon, we did study but I also sucked and fucked
him. My third date was a "real" date, we went to a party
and I later sucked and fucked him. Three different cocks
in my mouth and my pussy in one day, what more could a
girl ask for?
I had been picking up hints that things were not well at
home but neither my dad nor my mom would give me the
full picture. When I got home for summer break I was hit
with a double whammy. First, my mom's health had been
getting worse – she had respiratory issues – and my
folks had been hit with some pretty significant medical
bills. Second, my dad's investments had pretty well
tanked so he had lost a lot of money.
What this meant was that they did not have the money for
me to continue in college. I got a full time job and
then, since I was bored, I took a part time job as a
waitress in a twenty-four hour restaurant. I usually
worked until midnight and managed to have a few dates
with some of the customers – I never fucked anyone with
whom I worked – so I was still enjoying myself to some
degree.
Then one Thursday night a group of six young men walked
in around eleven o'clock. Two of them were, in my
opinion, very good looking and the others were not by
any stretch of the imagination "ugly" they just didn't
strike a chord with me. It turned out the two good
looking ones were both named Jim. The six of them teased
me unmercifully, they gave me a hard but fun time and
they tipped very, very well.
As it turned out the six of them were Marines stationed
at the Naval Air Station up the road. Not one of them
had asked me out by the time they left. I simply
dismissed them from my mind. The next night, the two
Jims and one of the other ones, Eddie, came back to the
restaurant. Before they left, I had a date with one of
the Jims for the next night.
Jim was very punctual. I wasn't. My dad let him in and
they sat in the living room. To say my parents were not
keen on Jim would be an understatement. They knew he was
in the Marines and for some reason that I never figured
out, they didn't like Marines. They also felt that Jim
was "...taking me away from Mike..." Mike was in college
and in ROTC so he was going to be an officer while Jim
was an enlisted man. They flat didn't like him from the
beginning. Jim was cordial, polite and very well-
mannered but that didn't seem to affect how mom and dad
felt towards him. I finally was dressed and we left. Jim
commented about how he had been treated and I remember
him saying, "Hell, they'll come to love me in time!"
That Saturday night I met all of his friends and his
friends' girlfriends, they were a fun loving group. We
danced, drank beer and had a great time. Jim took me
home without fucking me – which caused me a little bit
of disappointment – but I did get a good night kiss. I
didn't see Jim until the next Tuesday when he came to
the restaurant alone. He told me his squadron was going
to have a picnic on Saturday and he wanted to take me.
Of course I agreed but we also made a date for the
Friday night before the picnic.
When Friday night arrived I was almost ready when Jim
arrived. It was raining like hell and Jim knocked on the
screen door. Dad went to the door, saw who it was and
merely grunted which Jim took as an invitation to come
in to the house. When he pulled on the door he found it
was locked. Luckily, the overhead on the house kept him
from getting drenched but that was how I found him.
I shouted to my folks that I was leaving and off we
went. We went to their club and I had another great
time. During several of the slow dances Jim held me very
close and god did he smell good. I made it a point to
press my boobs against him as hard as I could. I think
he got the hint because around midnight, he suggested
that he take me home. Thank god it had stopped raining.
We got in the car and he took me in his arms and kissed
me. It was a "leg popping" kiss! Jim suggested that we
go to the "dump"! The dump! I wanted to get fucked, I
did not want to go to some damn "dump"! He was laughing
when he told me that there was a place that everyone
called the dump but it was a good place to go and
"park"! Okay, I said to myself, let's see what this
"dump" is all about.
It was a very secluded place and yes, you could, in the
daylight, see that people had dumped various and sundry
things there – tires, washing machines, pallets, that
kind of thing – but in the darkness it was a fairly
romantic spot. He pulled the car in, found an unoccupied
place, there were two other cars there and Jim
recognized both of them, and we parked.
We switched sides so I could lay my head in his lap. He
started kissing me and I was kissing him back. I felt
his hand caress my breasts and I swear electricity shot
through me. I made no effort to stop him when he began
to unbutton my blouse, god I was horny. When I had
dressed I had decided to wear a front hook bra so he was
a bit confused when he reached behind me to undo the bra
and found no clasps. I kissed him and whispered, "It's
in front!" He quickly got it undone and released my
breasts to the night air. He leaned forward and kissed
each of my nipples, cupping my boobs and gently
massaging them.
When he began to suck on them, my nipples almost ached
they were so hard. He would hold them between his lips
and use the tip of his tongue to lash them repeatedly.
Jim worked on one boob for several long minutes and then
switched. I could feel my hips thrusting up in
anticipation of feeling his cock inside me. I took his
hand and guided it down to my crotch clearly telling him
that I was more than willing.
Jim continued to kiss and suckle my breasts as he began
to massage my pussy through my skirt and panties.
Somehow he slowly pulled the hem of my skirt up to my
waist and I still remember the look on his face when he
saw that I was wearing a garter belt and nylons, not
panty hose. When his hand parted my legs, I knew he
could feel the wetness in the crotch of my bikini
panties. I started to cum as he moved his hand up and
down my crotch, thrusting my hips up to meet him and
softly moaning with pleasure.
My orgasm intensified when he slid his hand under the
waist band of my panties and felt the soft, curly hair
of my pussy. His finger quickly found my clit and began
to tease it by rubbing and pushing on it. I decided to
help things along so I slid my hands to the waist band
of my panties, lifted my hips and slid them down my
thighs. I looked up at Jim, "I want you to fuck me! I
need you to fuck me!"
He kissed me hard and started to reach in his back
pocket for what I presumed was a condom. "You don't need
that, I'm on the pill!" His grin was infectious and he
kissed me again. It was a bit awkward but we got my
panties off, he sat in the passenger's seat and I
straddled his hips facing him. I came again as soon as
his dick found its way into my pussy. Then I started
bouncing up and down on his cock as he sucked and
squeezed my tits all the while kneading my ass cheeks.
We fucked like that for several long minutes, I kept
cumming and then he moaned that he was going to cum. He
thrust his hips up, I damn near bumped my head on the
roof of the car and I felt him pumping his cum deep
inside me and I came again.
We stayed in that position, both of us catching our
breaths and me sliding my pussy back and forth on his
cock. I could feel him swelling inside me again and I
knew this would be an even longer fuck than our first
one. This time there wasn't the sense of urgency that
had driven us the first time. He held my hips in place
and slowly raised and lowered his hips driving his dick
into me and then almost pulling out completely. He
continued to suck on my tits and rub my ass cheeks.
That night, he did not touch my asshole. He would find
out in time that I was not an anal virgin and loved anal
from time to time. We fucked one another almost to the
point of cumming and we would stop and rest only to
resume our fucking. We were locked together for more
than a half an hour before he whispered that he couldn't
hold out any longer. I gave him no choice, I drove my
hips up and down on his dick as I bent and kissed his
nipples. Once again, he almost drove my head into the
roof of the car when he came. Then he shocked the hell
out of me! He eased me off his lap and had me lay down
on the car seat. He wiggled around and knelt on the
floor, started kissing my lips, worked his way down to
my tits and then to my cum filled pussy.
I had only had one other boy ever eat me after we had
fucked so I hadn't even contemplated Jim doing it for
me. When he got to my cunt, he kissed and licked and
sucked and I came and came again. Jim also has a
marvelous sense of humor, after he had brought me off
with his tongue, he looked at me, his face glistening
with our combined cums and said, "At least this way
there won't be a wet spot on the seat!" It was a
glorious orgasm and I knew then that I had found a man I
could love.
I have a tendency to be a bit loud when I cum but at
that point I didn't care. We later found out that the
couples in the other two cars heard me and knew that Jim
had gotten laid. While it wasn't really "exhibitionism"
I had no problem at all with someone else knowing that I
was being well and truly fucked. Jim would later find
out and grow to enjoy the fact that I also had no
problem with someone else watching me getting fucked!
So, Jim and I started dating very regularly. I still
dated other guys from time to time when Jim couldn't get
out of the duty watch or he was taking training at
another base. He and I talked about my dating habits and
he blew me away when he told me he was okay with it. In
fact, he told me that he would like to know what I had
done on a date.
At first I was a bit put off by that request but then I
came to enjoy telling him how the guy had fucked me or I
had sucked his cock or I had given the guy a hand job.
My parents had let me have my own phone line in my
bedroom and there were quite a few nights when Jim and I
would talk into the wee hours of the morning. Some of
those conversations were very detailed accounts of my
activities.
I quickly learned that Jim liked to hear me masturbating
while I was talking with him. Jim also convinced me to
masturbate just for him when we were at the "dump". I
grew to love doing it for him and I loved watching him
do himself for me. What I had was a very imaginative
lover who was more than willing to accept and enjoy my
little peccadillos.
And then there was Mike. He was still coming home on the
occasional weekend and yes, I was still fucking him.
Remember me mentioning my three dates on one Saturday
when I was in college? Well, it wasn't three guys around
Thanksgiving of that year, it was just two. Mike knew I
had plans for that Saturday evening – I had told him I
had a date that I couldn't, but in reality didn't want
to, get out of – so he and I went to do some early
Christmas shopping.
When we got back to my home, my parents were gone so
Mike and I fucked on my bed. Mike wasn't exactly the
"...climb on, hump a minute, cum and roll off..." kind
of lover but after what I had been experiencing with Jim
it sure seemed that way. Mike fucked me twice and came
both times. He left and I started to get ready for my
date with Jim. At first I was going to take a shower and
clean out my pussy out but then I had an evil thought,
"I wonder what Jim will say about this?" So, I dressed
and was ready when Jim arrived.
We had no sooner pulled out of the driveway when I
looked at him, "I saw Mike today!"
Jim smiled, "And what did you do?"
"We went shopping."
"And..."
"He fucked me, twice!"
"Did he cum?"
"Yep, both times," and here was where I was going to
spring my trap, "want to feel?"
I turned so my back was against the car door, put my
left leg up on the seat, spread my legs – I wasn't
wearing any panties but had a pair in my purse – and
smiled at Jim. Without any hesitation, he reached over,
caressed my clit and then slid two fingers inside of me.
He managed to keep the car between the lines as he used
his two fingers to scoop some of Mike's cum out of my
cunt. "Yep, he sure did, made a mess in your pussy
though didn't he?"
I reached into my purse, pulled out a tissue and wiped
Jim's fingers as I was laughing, "Yeah, he did but you
do to you know!" He slipped his fingers back into my
pussy and slowly stroked them in and out of me.
"If you keep that up, I'm gonna cum!"
He turned to look at me, "That is the plan my dear, that
is the plan!"
So there I was, my skirt up around my waist, Jim's
fingers working on my pussy and it is broad daylight. As
I started to cum, I took his wrist and pulled his hand
deep inside me, "You do know that I love you, don't
you?" I moaned and writhed on his fingers as my cum
washed over me. I smiled as he replied "And I love you
too!"
After he pulled his fingers out, I wiped them again and
then I slipped on my panties. We had planned to go to
the club when he suggested maybe going to the drive in.
There was one near the house that had heaters attached
to the speaker pole. We stopped at a Chinese restaurant
and got some "to go" then at a grocery store where Jim
got us some beer. We went to the drive in and parked far
enough back that we could have two heaters and they did
manage to keep us reasonably warm. It was, as I recall,
a double feature of "spaghetti westerns".
During the first show we made out and got ourselves all
hot and bothered. Then Jim dared me to masturbate for
him. I was already mostly naked – my blouse was on but
unbuttoned, my skirt had long ago found the back seat,
no bra and I had taken my panties off as soon as we had
decided to go to the drive in movie. I turned in the
seat and this time put my left leg up over the back of
the seat so my pussy was wide, wide open. Jim said he
would tell me a story for me to masturbate to and I was
all for it. We had never talked about multiple partners
but that was what his story was about.
Jim and two of his buddies would take me to a motel room
for a day and a night. He described how the three of
them would take turns fucking me, how I would have to
suck all three of them until they came in my mouth, how
they would dp me several times in different combinations
and how each of them would take a shower with me. It was
erotic, wicked and it truly spiked my imagination. His
description of him and one of his friends fucking me in
the pussy and the ass at the same time was so vivid that
I had a huge orgasm.
As I started to come down from my own cum, Jim worked
his way between my legs and began eating my soaked
pussy. He had my clit in his mouth, sucking it and
flicking it with the tip of his tongue when I felt one
of his fingers on my asshole. I scooted down a bit, so
my asshole was off the car seat to give him better
access. He slipped a finger into my pussy for lube and
then eased it into my asshole. He was tongue fucking my
pussy and finger fucking my asshole and I was cumming!
God it was soooo good! Again, I was glad there was no
one too close to us or they might have been embarrassed.
He slipped his finger out of my ass and then, once he
had my undivided attention, proceeded to suck his own
finger. I knew it was perverted but I wondered how far
he would go and how far I was willing to go along with
him. I did know that I wanted him to fuck me in the ass
in the not too distant future. It was at that point that
he made an odd request.
He had me lay down on the seat and then he straddled my
hips and waist. It was awkward but we finally got into
position. Jim started to stroke his own cock and told me
he was going to cum all over my tits. I reached up and
played with his balls as he was jacking off and, while I
was not as good as he was, I told him a story about
wanting to fuck him and suck his cock in front of other
people.
"I want to be totally slutty someday, I want you to fuck
me and I want other people to watch you fill my horny
tight cunt with your cum!" He started shooting his cum
and managed to bathe both of my nipples with good sized
puddles of sperm. He made me stay still as he worked his
way around until he could lay on top of me and mash his
cum onto my tits and his own.
He lifted up a bit and his cum covered nipple was right
over my mouth and I had no problem sucking and licking
it. When I held one of my tits up for him, he also had
no problem licking and sucking it. I reached down and
rubbed my cunt with my hand and then smeared some on my
tits and some on his and we alternated licking and
sucking each other. Several months later he and I were
talking and we both agreed that it was this particular
night that convinced us that the other was perverted and
we liked the idea!
That brings us to the "Goodbye Fuck"!
My family had a tradition that on Christmas Eve, we
would go to my aunt and uncle's house, eat dinner and
then go to Midnight Mass after which we would go home.
On Christmas day the entire family, my two older
brothers and their families, my aunt and uncle, me, mom
and dad would gather at our house for a daylong
celebration. Mom came to me and asked if I wanted to
invite Mike. I told her no, I was going to break things
off with Mike but I would like to invite Jim. At first
she balked but in the end she agreed.
Jim's family had their big celebration on Christmas Eve.
The whole family would gather, open presents and have a
terrific dinner. So that was going to work out for us,
except I would not get to see him at all until Christmas
day. He imposed on his mom to invite me over for dinner
on the evening before Christmas Eve. Since I had to work
the late shift, the plan was for Jim to drop over on his
way home, give me directions to his house and then I
would drive up. He would drive me home after dinner and
return to the base – yeah, he had to work during the day
on Christmas Eve.
I got home and found both of my parents had already left
for work. I went in, made myself some breakfast, took a
shower and went to bed. I had been asleep for a couple
of hours when I heard the doorbell. I knew it was too
early for Jim, so I threw on a bathrobe and answered the
door. It was Mike! He told me that my mom had called and
said she was sure I would want to see him. God I was so
damned angry! I had Mike come in, put on some coffee and
decided this was the time to end it between he and I. We
made small talk while the coffee brewed, I served the
coffee and told Mike there was something we needed to
talk about.
I had expected some big crying scene but that is not
what happened. I told him I didn't love him and did not
want to marry him. He told me he loved me and hoped I
would change my mind. He didn't really whine per se,
more like a little kid not getting what he wanted kind
of thing. I told him that I was in love with Jim and Jim
did things for me he, Mike, never did. When Mike asked
"Like what?" I took the bull by the horns. "Follow me!"
I got up and marched into my bedroom, shedding my robe
as I walked. I sat on the bed, "Strip!" Like a compliant
child Mike took off his clothes and, I swear this is
true, neatly folded them and put them on a chair. If it
had been Jim, his clothes would have been all over the
room as he would have been trying hard to get into bed
with me. I had Mike stand in front of me and his cock
was semi hard. I reached up, cupped his balls and then
sucked his cock into my mouth.
It was several minutes before he started getting really
hard and several more before I knew he was going to cum.
Right at that moment he pulled his dick from my mouth,
grabbed some tissues and pumped his cum into them. I
glared at him, "Like that, Jim would have cum in my
mouth, and you know what?" Mike dumbly shook his head.
"I would have swallowed ever bit of it and loved the
taste!" Mike stood there looking, well, stupid and
chastised. "Do you want to fuck me?" He grinned and
nodded.
Again, I reached over, grasped his cock and set about
the task of getting him hard enough to fuck me. Finally
he was hard, I laid back, he got on the bed and I guided
him into my pussy. I will admit to being wet, something
about commanding him, about making him and in a sense
"forcing" him to fuck me turned me on to no end. Once
his cock was in my cunt, I lifted my legs so I could
wrap them around his back. He pushed them down, "I can't
do it that way!"
By this time, I could have cared less about what Mike
could and could not do, "Well, this is the way you are
going to fuck me, I want you to fuck me hard and deep, I
want your cock as deep in me as you can get it, now fuck
me!"
My butt was off the bed, my legs were wrapped around his
back, his cock was in me and... nothing. Oh he pumped
his dick in and out but without any enthusiasm, without
any skill, and with little or no feeling. It took
forever, but he finally came. I didn't! When he pulled
his cock out and rolled to lay beside me, I leaned up on
my elbow, "Mike that is precisely why I will never marry
you. I will marry Jim, he makes me feel like I am
wanted, like I am sexy and like he loves me. I am sorry
to do this to you at this time of year, but we are
through. I wish you well but frankly, I do not want to
see you anymore."
Mike acted like a broken pony, his head hung down, his
shoulders drooped and he had a beaten look about him. We
had just gotten dressed when the damned doorbell rang.
I went to the door, having no idea who it was, so when I
opened it and there stood Jim, I was flabbergasted. "My
shop cut us loose early, so I am heading home to help
with getting the place clean." I smiled at him and
invited him in to the house. "I thought you'd be
sleeping..." Mike walked out of my bedroom, what was I
to do?
"Mike, Jim. Jim, Mike!"
Jim held out his hand and Mike took it. Jim later told
me it was like shaking hands with a dish rag so he
decided, "Fuck it!" and really gripped Mike's hand. I
suppose I will go to hell but I took real pleasure in
watching Mike wince as Jim crushed his hand, "Mike,
heard a lot about you, nice to meet you!"
Mike managed to withdraw his hand and meekly grinned.
Jim put his arm around my waist, "Honey, here are the
directions, shouldn't be too hard to find, please be
there not later than four okay?" He leaned down, he is a
foot taller than I am, kissed me and patted my ass. Mike
just dumbly stood there, he did nothing, he said
nothing, he just stood there. "Okay, I'm outta here, see
you later, love you. Nice meeting you Mike. Don't
forget, no later than four!"
He again kissed me and walked out the door. Mike said
nothing, he grabbed his coat and walked out the door and
out of my life.
About an hour later, yeah, I was asleep, the phone rang.
It was Jim, "Did I wake you?"
"Mmmmm you did but it is a nice wake-up call!"
"Is Mike gone?"
"Seconds after you left!"
"Did he fuck you?"
"Yeah and I blew him."
"Have you taken a shower?"
"No, why?"
"Can you come to the house now?"
"It'll be a bit, I have to shower and dress!"
"No, dress only, no shower! My folks are going out to
some party and they will be gone until four, I would
love to have you here so I can eat you and fuck you a
bunch of times before they come home!"
"How long did it take you to get to your home without
speeding?"
"Thirty minutes!"
"Give me forty-five and I'll be there!"
"God I love you!"
"I love you too but if you want me there, let me go!"
"Go and be ready to fuck!"
We hung up, I threw on some clothes, my "dinner outfit"
was already on a hanger and, since my folks didn't
expect me home until late, bolted out the door, jumped
in the car and headed for Jim.
As a final side note... I was at Jim's parent's place
within forty-five minutes. I sucked him off, god I love
the taste of his cum and he had fucked me twice – once
on the living room couch and once on his sister's bed.
He and I were in the basement, where he usually slept
when he was home for the weekend or on leave, and he had
me bent over his dad's work bench. I was totally naked,
just like Jim, and neither of us heard his dad coming
down the stairs.
Jim was fucking me when all of a sudden, he looked up,
saw his dad, I always called him "Dad John", mumbled
something and then said, "Dad, Louise. Louise, my dad!"
Jim didn't miss a stroke just kept fucking me as his dad
extended his hand to me, I mean my tits were swaying
back and forth, I knew he could see my ass and surely
knew Jim and I were fucking. "Hello, nice to meet you,
we have heard great things about you Louise, now don't
be late. Your mom has everything ready for four
o'clock,"
Dad John looked at his watch, "You have about fifteen
minutes." He turned, walked back up the stairs and
yelled to Velma, Jim's step mom and Dad John's wife,
"They'll be on time!"
That should have been a key for me but I was too young
and dumb to pick up on it. It would be almost two years
before I would find out about Jim's family history and
that is a story for another chapter!
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. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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