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Pub Wall, The - 2
by RodgertheDodger (drawingnear1@gmail.com)
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After the first indiscretion and succumbing to his
advances, our fair young married lady is off for the
ride of her life with good old Johnnie. (MF, wife,
cheat, rom)
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The Pub Wall - Part II
After that night on the pub wall I was afraid to go to
work, to look Johnnie in the eyes and with all the other
girls on the verge of giggles, after all, they had
warned me about Johnnie, how walking me home was just
getting started with him, and I knew now what was
"getting started" and all that.
But I did go to work, did look Johnnie in the eyes, he
smiled and it was like he was petting my fanny! I was
instantly wet and looked away, he was a naughty boy and
just his look made me hot. I saw him kissing me against
the Pub Wall, unzipping, that very thick cock...
spreading me... fucking me and making me come and come,
so I did look him in the eyes and smiled back, I know it
was wrong, I was a married woman with a small child and,
also, my hubby was often gone for a long time.
What is a young woman to do except, well, I did things
after they got started, it was all Johnnie's fault, you
know, if he hadn't befriended me, walked me home, bought
me a drink at the pub, put me on the wall, fucked me. Oh
God! Did he ever fuck me good and hard and made me
tremble and hold him in a death's grip and want him to
never leave me, and wanted it more, it was a blessing to
my body, my body craved these things, so what was I to
do, a power had come into my life, its name was Johnnie,
thick cock, hot, Johnnie.
His wife came to meet him after work! She made me
cringe. How could she not adore and want this man, he
said she didn't and I believed him, I imagined her at
our Pub and that no man at the bar would even look at
her she was so plain, they looked at me though.
I went home by myself that night and looked at myself in
the bathroom mirror, my hair and my mouth that he had
devoured, took off my work clothes and stood in front of
the mirror, for the first time, admiring myself. Hubby
never said I was really pretty, but Johnnie did; Hubby
never devoured my mouth but Johnnie did; I was never on
the pub wall with hubby or shuddered and grabbed and
released like with Johnnie.
I wanted that again, looking in the mirror at myself, my
ginger bush and my ginger hair and feeling how wet I was
at just the thought of his cock in me, I was a good girl
but never as good or clean as when I was coming on
Johnnie's thick cock when it was fucking me, I went to
sleep and dreaming again of the low pub wall and, "just
the start of things."
I was hoping wife wouldn't pick him up after work again,
it was my turn.
And so it was, more secret smiles, I thought it might
happen sooner and dressed for the event. I wore a short
skirt and a pretty blouse that showed me a little more
than usual and I walked down the street after work,
alone, just as Johnnie told me, so there wouldn't be
more whispers or giggles, he was around the corner in
his little car. I jumped in and off we went, we had
bucket seats so I couldn't squeeze against him, "damn" I
thought.
"Let's drive to the shoreline," he said, "there's a
pretty spot."
And so we drove and he reached for my hand, I scooted
down in my seat and it was growing dark but there was a
moon this night and I began to see its reflection on the
road and the trees, soon he stopped the car, we were at
the edge of the sea. I could hear the waves against the
shore and the moonlight shimmering in the waves, he
reached and held my hand, it was so quiet and peaceful.
Johnnie and I were in a special place this night after
work, and he kissed me, just kind of a peck on my cheek
and then on my lips and then that stupid tongue inside
my mouth, moving around and around and I thought what
else he could do with his moving tongue.
I had heard of tonguing and all but didn't know what
that was, hubby and I were strictly the old fashioned
way and then to sleep, covers over us and both sleeping,
but Johnnie, the girls said:, "Walking me home was just
the start," and so it was, that night at the sea, waves,
moonlight, tongues and then...
"Move over here," he said. He pulled me, my body over
toward him, lifting me over to where he was opposite the
wheel, so what is this all about, I thought, what is he
doing? I was a bad girl, a very bad and naughty girl,
this night. I dressed that morning without knickers, had
felt hot and wet all day at work, hoping no one would
notice, there was a man who sat opposite my desk who was
always giving me the eye, and ducking under his desk to
look at my legs, he was a strange fellow but even he
excited young and beautiful me.
I saw him duck under the desk pretending to pick up
something but I knew he was looking at my legs and up my
dress if he could, I opened my legs and let him look at
my fanny. I was naughty but you should have seen the
look on his face! I loved it, letting him look at my
cunt, just the thought had made me hot and wet, and here
I was with Johnnie Hot, my pet name for good old
Johnnie,
Johnnie Hot and what was his next trick, it wasn't long
for me to find out, he pulled me over to him and the
steering wheel but I didn't get all the way over before
he stopped me and began to kiss and pet me, telling me
how pretty I was and I just poured down. In my mind I
saw his hands on my legs and felt them, too, moving
along my thighs, "You're so incredible," he said, "and
your legs are smooth."
He ran along my thighs, back and forth, and to the heart
of me, petting my cunt, "Your cunt is soft and wet," he
said, it all excited me. I knew his fingers were wet
with me. I wanted his cock and reached for him, he was
stiff, I unzipped his pants and released his thick cock,
it was moist, "You've made me wet, too," he said, and I
rubbed his pre-cum all over this cock and he lifted to
my touch. I was turning him on and he said dirty things
to me.
"You're a hot woman. You're so naughty and dirty, and
I've got a surprise for you tonight, " There was no pub
wall or crickets or other things, and I waited for his
surprise, I felt naughty and dirty and sexy and hot and
pretty and wanted to know my surprise. I didn't wait
long.
He lifted my skirt to my waist, I was completely naked
below and he rubbed my skin all over and moved one leg
toward him, moving the other leg aside, "Sit down," he
said, but there was nowhere to sit down, I looked down,
there was my seat and his seat and in between, the
console and gear shift knob straight up, it was my
surprise, "That's your surprise," he said, "Sit down."
I looked at him and didn't know what to do, he put his
hands on my waist pushing me down, he kissed me again,
tongues, and petting my fanny, I was so wet and the air
made me cool, he pushed me down on the gear shift. Now I
knew what was my surprise, but the knob was just a
thing, "Sit down on it," he said and urged me down and
down and my lips were so wet it was easy to include this
knob.
"Sit down," he demanded and it was so easy, the knob
spread my lips, as had his thick cock, I slid gradually
down, down on the knob, It eased up into me and I was
finally on the console and the knob completely inside.
After Johnnie on the low pub wall it wasn't so hard to
do and I was so very wet. Remember the laughter from the
nurse? I sort of slid down around it, nuzzling inside
and another kiss from Johnnie and he was feeling my
breasts, but I was still wanting, wanting that release
like on the wall, this knob job wasn't doing it, it was
just a kind of nice thing inside me and Johnnie kissing
and fondling,
"Do you like your surprise?" he asked and I nodded,
trying to be appreciative. "Okay, but that's not your
surprise." I was confused now not knowing, Johnnie
turned on the engine and the knob came alive, inside me,
moving about, vibrating and scaring me, I tried to lift
off but Johnnie held me down, his hands firm on my
shoulders.
I relaxed a little and let him hold me down and he was
kissing me again and his hands were all over my breasts
and rubbing my thighs and the engine was running, but
the gear shift knob deep inside, and on which I was
sitting, was vibrating on me. He kept kissing and I sat
there enjoying his tongue and his hands on me and the
vibrations inside and then, then, there was the
surprise, my body was feeling all this, all the
vibration was touching me now, it wasn't just touching
my cunt but making me feel all over my cunt lips and my
thighs and up and down my thighs.
My knees were weak and Johnnie was whispering dirty
things to me and my body was riding this thing inside
setting me on fire and my ears were full, I heard the
waves at the shore and closed my eyes, I couldn't see
the moonlight, the light was inside me, straddling this
surprising thing, I grabbed Johnnie's head and held it,
hoping, hoping for his heat and saying things in his
ear, "Oh, Ohhh, I'm, ohh, coming, coming!"
He revved the engine and I couldn't stand it anymore but
couldn't let go and saw stars and moonlight and rings in
my ears, finally he turned off the engine, I was still
churning, going, coming... trembling and on that knob
which was making me purr and come and purr some more.
He was kissing and licking me, petting me, bringing me
down, please bring me down, I was so gone, so
wonderfully gone, needing to come down and he just held
me and tears were on my face and I licked my lips and
felt salty tears, the knob was gone, it was all quiet, I
was gone, somewhere... Johnnie just held me, held me,
thank you Johnnie for holding me, letting me go down,
what a surprise...
To be continued?
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