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Nice memory for sure. I can see how it ranks among your most sensual. Something about a guy being gentle and not getting carried away in the moment by needing something reciprocal, just enjoying himself while getting you off. There's a time and place for both mild and wild. Richard had both with you at different times, which is pretty cool.
 
Even short little tidbits, and glimpses are so enticing. Richard is such a lucky bastard.

Thank you Jenn.
 
Richard, he is ancient history, now that Ole Philly is one lucky guy! Kinda like to be in his shoes myself.
Huggzzz sexxie lady. :kiss:
 
Wow

So now we fast forward to another small incident with Richard about a year later. We were all at a party together. My boyfriend was off partying and Richard and I were outside smoking a joint and having a drink. We were sitting on this secluded little bench in the gardens enjoying a beautiful day.

I went to stand up and got a cramp in my thigh. I had swam a long 4 miles earlier in the day and both legs had been cramping a bit, but this one just twisted up the large muscle of my thigh. I dropped back onto the bench and grabbed my thigh to try to work it out.

Richard, concerned, asked what was wrong and almost in tears I told him that my leg was cramping. He pushed my hands out of the way and with both of his, started to work on the knot. He was able to get his fingers deep into the muscle and I felt it begin to release. I leaned back into the bench, took deep breaths and tried to relax as he continued to work on it. He worked higher up my thigh and I wasn't thinking about anything except how much it had hurt and now how good it felt to feel that muscle begin to unknot.

It wasn't until he came right up to my pussy that I remembered that I wasn't wearing underwear.

He worked on that rope of tendon and muscle right there where the leg meets the hip. Then he worked back down my thigh. My leg was still threatening to cramp up again and he continued to work on it. He had already seen everything and I couldn't for the life of me think of a way to make light of what he had just seen. The last time, he was supposed to be passed out, but now... we were both wide awake.

I was sprawled back against the bench and my eyes closed. My skirt was up around my waist. He told me he couldn't believe how tight my muscles were… he asked what had I been doing to cramp up like this.

I told him that I had decided to take a long swim earlier and it was just longer than I normally do.

He moved back up my thigh again until his fingers were brushing my pussy again. I could feel myself opening and closing as he worked the tendon there. I opened my eyes and looked down. I was right everything was right there in the sunlight.

He looked up at me and asked how it felt. My face was flushed and I told him that it was feeling better but that I was sorry. I had forgotten in the moment that I wasn't wearing underwear.

He laughed and asked if I really thought he minded. He said that I looked great. I punched him lightly and said he wasn't supposed to be looking at me like that anyway.

He just laughed and continued to knead the muscles in my leg. He worked back up again to my pussy and this time his fingers found their way to it. I looked at him and he looked at me as he began to massage my clitoral hood. I have a fairly large clitoris.

I looked at him and told him that we shouldn't probably be doing this, but he just continued to gently rub it with a sexy smile. I remember him saying that it would help me to relax, besides he was only rubbing a cramp out of my thigh. I sighed as he pinched my clit gently between his finger and began to stroke the clitoral shaft. I sucked in a deep breath. This was crazy right out in the open like this, but I couldn't stop it. I watched as he massaged my pussy, the lips opening and closing, the soft tender flesh moving as he worked the skin and muscles with both hands. The stroking of my clit was going to put me over the edge. Every time he would pull the hood back revealing the pinkish pearl of the clit itself, he'd lightly sweep a finger across it.

I could feel it coming, I looked at Richard, he was looking at me, he could sense my state.

"Just let it come" he soothed, "you look so beautiful just now".

My breath was catching as he continued to slowly masturbate my long clit. He slipped his thumb into me and squeezed my clit from inside and outside and that did it. I looked at him with wide open eyes. He looked down and I followed his gaze and watched my pussy spasm as my orgasm claimed me. He opened me up and we watched the soft pink tunnel open and then softly clamp shut again as the waves washed over me. He released my clit as soon as I came, but continued to gently massage my pussy lips.

When it was over, he rubbed my thigh for a little longer and thanked me. I just weakly smiled at him as I smoothed my skirt back in place. I think probably I should've been the one doing the thanking, I got a great leg massage and an orgasm.

That was it... and now I think it was one of the more sensual things that has ever happened to me.


My balls are aching just from reading. I bet he had blue balls for a week! Damn sexy story. You might have helped him a little.
 
Hmmmmmm Jenn

As always, you have such a sexy erotic but so natural way to share your encounters, and your openness, and willingness to let others enjoy your body, you have that "magic wand" to excite men.
Thanks for sharing
 
hello there my friend, am in a hospice........
someone helped me get on here, lucky to see
you are now on page 300 with over 950,000!!!!

Have enjoyed it greatly


georgy/scott


We have never talked 1 on 1 but I've often replied to many of your postings in the past and I feel a part of me knows you.

I haven't been on LIT in many months but earlier today I thought about you and how you were feeling so I jumped on tonight. I am very sad to hear that you are in hospice. I often thought of you and always hoped you were getting better & stronger.

My thoughts & prayers are with you daily!!!
 
So now we fast forward to another small incident with Richard about a year later. We were all at a party together. My boyfriend was off partying and Richard and I were outside smoking a joint and having a drink. We were sitting on this secluded little bench in the gardens enjoying a beautiful day.

I went to stand up and got a cramp in my thigh. I had swam a long 4 miles earlier in the day and both legs had been cramping a bit, but this one just twisted up the large muscle of my thigh. I dropped back onto the bench and grabbed my thigh to try to work it out.

Richard, concerned, asked what was wrong and almost in tears I told him that my leg was cramping. He pushed my hands out of the way and with both of his, started to work on the knot. He was able to get his fingers deep into the muscle and I felt it begin to release. I leaned back into the bench, took deep breaths and tried to relax as he continued to work on it. He worked higher up my thigh and I wasn't thinking about anything except how much it had hurt and now how good it felt to feel that muscle begin to unknot.

It wasn't until he came right up to my pussy that I remembered that I wasn't wearing underwear.

He worked on that rope of tendon and muscle right there where the leg meets the hip. Then he worked back down my thigh. My leg was still threatening to cramp up again and he continued to work on it. He had already seen everything and I couldn't for the life of me think of a way to make light of what he had just seen. The last time, he was supposed to be passed out, but now... we were both wide awake.

I was sprawled back against the bench and my eyes closed. My skirt was up around my waist. He told me he couldn't believe how tight my muscles were… he asked what had I been doing to cramp up like this.

I told him that I had decided to take a long swim earlier and it was just longer than I normally do.

He moved back up my thigh again until his fingers were brushing my pussy again. I could feel myself opening and closing as he worked the tendon there. I opened my eyes and looked down. I was right everything was right there in the sunlight.

He looked up at me and asked how it felt. My face was flushed and I told him that it was feeling better but that I was sorry. I had forgotten in the moment that I wasn't wearing underwear.

He laughed and asked if I really thought he minded. He said that I looked great. I punched him lightly and said he wasn't supposed to be looking at me like that anyway.

He just laughed and continued to knead the muscles in my leg. He worked back up again to my pussy and this time his fingers found their way to it. I looked at him and he looked at me as he began to massage my clitoral hood. I have a fairly large clitoris.

I looked at him and told him that we shouldn't probably be doing this, but he just continued to gently rub it with a sexy smile. I remember him saying that it would help me to relax, besides he was only rubbing a cramp out of my thigh. I sighed as he pinched my clit gently between his finger and began to stroke the clitoral shaft. I sucked in a deep breath. This was crazy right out in the open like this, but I couldn't stop it. I watched as he massaged my pussy, the lips opening and closing, the soft tender flesh moving as he worked the skin and muscles with both hands. The stroking of my clit was going to put me over the edge. Every time he would pull the hood back revealing the pinkish pearl of the clit itself, he'd lightly sweep a finger across it.

I could feel it coming, I looked at Richard, he was looking at me, he could sense my state.

"Just let it come" he soothed, "you look so beautiful just now".

My breath was catching as he continued to slowly masturbate my long clit. He slipped his thumb into me and squeezed my clit from inside and outside and that did it. I looked at him with wide open eyes. He looked down and I followed his gaze and watched my pussy spasm as my orgasm claimed me. He opened me up and we watched the soft pink tunnel open and then softly clamp shut again as the waves washed over me. He released my clit as soon as I came, but continued to gently massage my pussy lips.

When it was over, he rubbed my thigh for a little longer and thanked me. I just weakly smiled at him as I smoothed my skirt back in place. I think probably I should've been the one doing the thanking, I got a great leg massage and an orgasm.

That was it... and now I think it was one of the more sensual things that has ever happened to me.


Jen,

You are magnificent and elegant, and you write GREAT STORIES...

I'm a tennis player, and your story reminded me of a mixed doubles tournament I played when my partner got a cramp.

It didn't go as far as yours did, but I did massage her thigh and leg while my wife, and her husband and a few hundred people in the stands watched. That in itself added an extra thrill and excitement. I did brush her pussy more than a few times, and we just smiled and enjoyed our little forbidden secret. We ended up losing the match, but we did reward each other after the match in the back seat of my Jag.

OMFG the memory of that has made me so fuckin hot!!! When is the next mixed doubles tournement??
 
So now we fast forward to another small incident with Richard about a year later. We were all at a party together. My boyfriend was off partying and Richard and I were outside smoking a joint and having a drink. We were sitting on this secluded little bench in the gardens enjoying a beautiful day.

I went to stand up and got a cramp in my thigh. I had swam a long 4 miles earlier in the day and both legs had been cramping a bit, but this one just twisted up the large muscle of my thigh. I dropped back onto the bench and grabbed my thigh to try to work it out.

Richard, concerned, asked what was wrong and almost in tears I told him that my leg was cramping. He pushed my hands out of the way and with both of his, started to work on the knot. He was able to get his fingers deep into the muscle and I felt it begin to release. I leaned back into the bench, took deep breaths and tried to relax as he continued to work on it. He worked higher up my thigh and I wasn't thinking about anything except how much it had hurt and now how good it felt to feel that muscle begin to unknot.

It wasn't until he came right up to my pussy that I remembered that I wasn't wearing underwear.

He worked on that rope of tendon and muscle right there where the leg meets the hip. Then he worked back down my thigh. My leg was still threatening to cramp up again and he continued to work on it. He had already seen everything and I couldn't for the life of me think of a way to make light of what he had just seen. The last time, he was supposed to be passed out, but now... we were both wide awake.

I was sprawled back against the bench and my eyes closed. My skirt was up around my waist. He told me he couldn't believe how tight my muscles were… he asked what had I been doing to cramp up like this.

I told him that I had decided to take a long swim earlier and it was just longer than I normally do.

He moved back up my thigh again until his fingers were brushing my pussy again. I could feel myself opening and closing as he worked the tendon there. I opened my eyes and looked down. I was right everything was right there in the sunlight.

He looked up at me and asked how it felt. My face was flushed and I told him that it was feeling better but that I was sorry. I had forgotten in the moment that I wasn't wearing underwear.

He laughed and asked if I really thought he minded. He said that I looked great. I punched him lightly and said he wasn't supposed to be looking at me like that anyway.

He just laughed and continued to knead the muscles in my leg. He worked back up again to my pussy and this time his fingers found their way to it. I looked at him and he looked at me as he began to massage my clitoral hood. I have a fairly large clitoris.

I looked at him and told him that we shouldn't probably be doing this, but he just continued to gently rub it with a sexy smile. I remember him saying that it would help me to relax, besides he was only rubbing a cramp out of my thigh. I sighed as he pinched my clit gently between his finger and began to stroke the clitoral shaft. I sucked in a deep breath. This was crazy right out in the open like this, but I couldn't stop it. I watched as he massaged my pussy, the lips opening and closing, the soft tender flesh moving as he worked the skin and muscles with both hands. The stroking of my clit was going to put me over the edge. Every time he would pull the hood back revealing the pinkish pearl of the clit itself, he'd lightly sweep a finger across it.

I could feel it coming, I looked at Richard, he was looking at me, he could sense my state.

"Just let it come" he soothed, "you look so beautiful just now".

My breath was catching as he continued to slowly masturbate my long clit. He slipped his thumb into me and squeezed my clit from inside and outside and that did it. I looked at him with wide open eyes. He looked down and I followed his gaze and watched my pussy spasm as my orgasm claimed me. He opened me up and we watched the soft pink tunnel open and then softly clamp shut again as the waves washed over me. He released my clit as soon as I came, but continued to gently massage my pussy lips.

When it was over, he rubbed my thigh for a little longer and thanked me. I just weakly smiled at him as I smoothed my skirt back in place. I think probably I should've been the one doing the thanking, I got a great leg massage and an orgasm.

That was it... and now I think it was one of the more sensual things that has ever happened to me.

And it's a really sensual story! You sure know how to write and how to catch our attention...Another gift from a woman that seems to have everything...:)
 
The last chapter for my patient boys...

It seems that Richard is one of those guys who seem to pop up in my life every couple of years or so. I haven't seen or heard from Joey, the boyfriend of the time in years. But Richard, somehow, he just keeps turning up.

I last saw him maybe 6 months ago. He was in town for a couple of days, he called to say hello and in the course of things, I invited him over to the house for dinner. We had a great time living back in the past for a couple of hours and went through 4 bottles of wine between us.

Both of us were pretty toasted by this time and the conversation turned a bit more intimate. He told me that he often thinks about that day when I got the cramp in my leg. I smiled and teased him saying that I bet he does. I knew what he was remembering and it wasn't the cramp in my leg.

He asked how the leg was doing now and I laughed as I looked at him; then said that it was still a little sore.

I wasn't really dating anyone and was in the mood for a little adventure if he was up for it, but he was going to have to initiate things.

He wasted no time, saying that maybe I just needed to have it massaged again… maybe he didn’t get the knot all the way out last time.

I just smiled shyly and said maybe.

I was just wearing this cute little sundress with a pair of thong panties underneath.

He got up and with a smile got down on his knees in front of me and began to rub my legs. I just lay back against the couch and enjoyed the feel of his hands on me.

As before, he moved up my leg until he got up to my upper inner thigh and was working on the big tendon. His hands were brushing up against my pussy until he finally hooked his fingers into the waistband strap of my thong and slipped down my legs telling me that it was in his way. I just raised my butt off the couch long enough for him to slip it off.

I had shaved that morning when I knew he was coming over sort of hoping something like this might happen. Now my pussy was totally on display for him and he pushed my legs wider apart and just stared at me.

You are such a naughty man I whispered with a smile.

Well... based on what I'm seeing here, I'm thinking you sort of like your men naughty.

I was excited and my pussy was a little bit open and soaking wet.

Maybe a little bit I said breathlessly.

"God... Jenn if you only knew how many times I've dreamed of doing this" and with that he leaned down and began to softly lick my pussy.

Even knowing ahead of time that I was going to allow him to do whatever... my heart beat like crazy. I get so crazy worked up in these situations.

I just lay back closed my eyes and let him have his way with me. It felt so good. Some men are just so good as giving a woman head. I think it's because they truly just like doing it.

It seemed like he was in his own private little heaven and I was certainly in mine.

As it got more intense for me, I opened my eyes and was watching him as he tenderly and sweetly teased and caressed my folds with his tongue and fingers.

Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw some movement over on my back deck. It was only a few feet away. Discreetly, I kept an eye out and sure enough I saw it again. My paperboy and a friend of his were hiding out there watching us. I don't think they could see any details at this point, Richard's body was pretty much blocking their view. For a moment, I thought to tell Richard, but then thought better of it. I didn't see any harm in it and really didn't want to interrupt what was going on, I was really at a sweet plateau of pleasure just then.

Richard had his hands under my bottom lifting me up to his warm mouth. He looked up at me as he teased my swollen clit with the tip of his tongue.

He stopped for a moment and smiled up at me... "so how am I doing?" he asked

"You're being a very naughty boy", I smiled breathlessly.

"But you like naughty boys!" he laughed

I was biting my bottom lip and nodded and softly moaned "ummhmmmm yes I surely do!"

"Then I'm going to be even naughtier", he smiled wickedly.

He stood up and reached for the hem of my dress and slowly lifted it to reveal my body. I raised my arms allowing him to remove it completely.

Oh god Jenn, you're even more beautiful than I remember.

I sucked in a deep breath when he reached for my breasts and pinched my hard nipples.

“You've never seen me totally nude” I moaned as he played with my breasts.

“Oh yes I have!” he laughed...

"Here..." he said as he stepped toward me, "unbuckle my pants and I'll tell you all about it."

I sat up and did as he asked. His pants dropped the floor. He stepped out of them and toward me with a throbbing erection. I remembered that big head on his dick and it seemed to be bigger than I remembered even.

Again, I saw a little movement outside, then felt Richard's hand on the back of my head.

Gently, he guided me toward his hard dick.

Just as his dick brushed my lips I saw one of the boys move to get a better view.

Then I kissed his dick and let him slide it into my mouth.

I wrapped my tongue around him and slowly began to move my head.

"Oh god... that feels even better than last time." he moaned.

I had his balls in one hand and rubbing his butt with my other. I stopped sucking his dick, but didn't stop gently rolling his balls and looked up at him.

I kissed the head of his dick; then asked what he was talking about with a shy smile.

“Here...” and he pulled my head back to his dick... “I'll tell you all about it. I’ve been wanting to tell you about it for years.”

I began to suck again and listened.

"Remember that day at the beach... when your top fell off in the waves..." he began.

I looked up at him. He held me to his dick.

“God... that gave me an instant hard on” he laughed. “I mean I knew you had nice breasts with great nipples from some of the shirts you’d wear, but to finally see them there like that… rolled all hard from the cold water. Oh my god, that was just the hottest thing in my life. I wanted to fuck you right there on the beach in front of everybody.”

He was gently squeezing and pulling on my nipples as he spoke to me.

I mean I always suspected that they were big, but not this big. It took every bit of self control I had not to reach out and touch one right there in front of Joey.

I think he saw my reaction because later when you went off the ladies room, he asked me if I liked what I saw. I couldn't lie, so I told him that I did... I mean who wouldn't. Joey was kind of drunk and so was I and imagine you were pretty buzzed too. We had been partying pretty hard that day. He started to tell me how you gave these fantastic blow jobs. We saw you walking down the beach toward us and I'm watching you while Joey is talking. I was sitting there imagining what it would be like to have you sucking my cock, never thinking that such a thing would ever happen.

When you got back to the blanket, I took off for a swim. I was too worked up and didn't want you to see that. By the time I got back, you guys were packing up and saying that it was time to get on the road.

We stopped at the showers and you went in to wash off the salt. Joey and I stayed in the car to wait for you. He rolled up a joint and talked as we smoked it. He told me that he had this fantasy of seeing you with another man, but you wouldn't do it. I'm just listening hoping that he's going where I think he is.

Finally he says that if I pretend to be passed out, he might be able to talk you into maybe giving me a blowjob. He said your problem was that you didn't want people to think badly of you, but if I pretended to be out of it, then there wouldn't be any other witnesses. I asked if he was serious, did he really want his hot girlfriend to give me a blowjob... and he said that he was totally serious. What was I going to say… no. I just remember high fiving him and he laughed.

So when you came out of the shower house, I just pretended to be passed out and I think you remember the rest. I was awake the whole time.

I only had the head of his dick in my mouth at that moment, I released it and kissed the shaft of his dick down there under the head where it's all sensitive, then smiled up at him. He was watching me.

I know I said... I knew that you were awake.

I smiled and kissed the head of his dick again, then rubbed it on my face as I watched his shocked reaction.

“What... no way,” he sputtered...

“Yep”, I smiled as I kissed his dick again, “Well… to your credit, I didn't know at first, Joey did really talk me into giving you that blowjob.”

I took the head of his dick back into my mouth for a moment, stroking the shaft as I sucked it.

I released it again and looked back up at him, but somewhere along the line I became aware that you were awake. I suspected almost from the beginning, but when you began to suck on my nipples, that was pretty much the giveaway. But by that time I was already doing things with you and so I just let it all continue. I had thought maybe you had woken up at first, but then thinking about it more realized that Joey probably had set it up. He always had this fantasy about seeing me with another man.

“Besides... I liked you. I thought you were a gentleman when my top fell off in the water. So if I was making you feel good, then what harm was there in that, besides Joey was beside himself with lust watching us.”

I looked at him for a moment while slowly stroking his dick… “I still like you, that's why I let you do what you did to me the last time we met. I wouldn’t let just anyone touch me like that.”

"Oh fuck Jenn… So what're going to let me do this time?" he asked with a sexy smile.

I smiled up at him...

"I don't know... you're the naughty boy... what are you going to make me do?" I teased.

He smiled and stepped away from me. He took my hands and pulled me to my feet, then kissed me passionately for a couple of minutes before pushing me back onto the couch. He began to kiss his way down my body. He spent a good bit of time sucking on my nipples before dropping to his knees and attacking my pussy. He pulled me to him and just teased and pulled on my lips between bouts of furious tongue lashing on my clit.

I was so worked up, even more so for the show we were giving the boys outside. It was getting dark out and with the lights on in the house; they might as well have been watching TV.

When I was right at that sweet plateau before orgasm, Richard stopped and lay down on the carpet and pulled me down on top of him. We kissed some more as he rubbed my ass. I could feel his dick rubbing against my leg as I writhed against him.

I shifted my position so that his dick was rubbing against my soft, little pussy.

I heard him moan as we continued to kiss, then I felt him shifting... trying to position himself, but the angle was wrong.

I didn't help, I just let him struggle.

Finally, frustrated, he pushed me up into a kneeling position above him, lifted me by placing his hands under my butt and positioned me over his dick.

My pussy was swollen and open... hungry for what he was offering.

He slowly lowered me and as he did, his dick slid right into me.

“Oh my God, Jenn...” he softly moaned, “it's just like I remembered only better. You are so fucking tight.”

My breathing was ragged, I loved the feel of him filling me up. That big head on his dick was amazing.

“It's just that you're so big”, I replied.

“Don't move!” he whispered, “I need to get used to this for a minute or two. I'm really fucking excited right now and I don't want to come yet. Besides it's so good to look at you like this… reminds me of that car ride. I couldn’t believe that you were fucking me right there in the rest area. That was by far the wildest sexual experience of my life; it was just so fucking intense.”

I smiled down at him and said that it was pretty intense for me too. In fact I wrote about it in my diary. I told him how when I turned around to face the front of the car to suck on Joey dick while still riding him, I saw him staring at my pussy in the mirror.

He never knew I saw him. But the fact I had seemed to excite him even more. He just groaned and began to move his hips. I leaned back so that he could see himself in me and to give the boys outside a view they wouldn’t ever forget.

Guys are so visual.

I love that about them.

I began to move with him. As he’d push himself into me, I’d thrust back until we were just going crazy. I was supporting myself on my elbows now and just fucking his brains out.

I loved it!!!

This wild crazy sex with this guy from my past, it was just so wild and I think it was for him too… at least based on what I was hearing when I could focus that much.

I don’t remember how he moved or when we changed positions, but my next clear memory is me lying on my back and him kneeling between my legs and just hammering away at me. He had his hands under my butt and was holding me up as he pounded my pussy. He’d come all the way out and then just drive it hard back in and it was driving me insane. I was moaning and writhing around as he ferociously attacked my pussy again and again and again. I hadn’t been fucked like that in a long time and I loved it.

I was playing with my breasts for him, pulling and twisting my nipples as he watched.

Then it started to get even crazier for me. Lights started flashing in my head, my breathing became ragged. I was having a hard time catching my breath. I could feel the ripples starting in my belly.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god I could hear myself screaming, then I couldn’t breathe, it felt like I couldn’t move, every muscle in my body was tensed and frozen.

In my haze, I looked up at him still pounding away at me. The look on his face is what did it. My orgasm, it hit me like an express train. The lights went out as I came, I could still hear and feel everything but for a couple of seconds, I couldn’t see a thing. I came so hard, I could feel myself crushing his dick in my pussy and then he drove it deep into me and froze. I could hear him as he came into my body. His orgasm sounded every bit as intense as intense as mine.

I don’t even know how long we were locked together like that. Time kind of stopped for while I suppose. I felt him soften and then he slowly withdrew his spent member. He got up and went to use the bathroom. I lay on the floor still caught up in the gentle aftershocks of an unusually intense orgasm.

Richard came back into the room with a fresh glass of wine. I finally picked myself up off the floor and went to clean up a little bit too.
When I returned, Richard was sitting on the couch drinking his wine and waiting for me. I didn’t bother to get dressed. I don’t think I even considered it. I took the glass of wine and curled up into an easy chair across from him and just smiled as I took a sip of wine.

“So,” I said softly… “Satisfied?”

He just shook his head as he smiled at me… “Jenn, that was incredible!”

I laughed lightly… “You think?”

“Is it always that good for you?” he asked… “I mean, Wow!!”

I laughed again shyly… “Well, it’s almost always good, but that was pretty spectacular I have to admit.”

“I just like the naughty boys I guess.”

He smiled again, finished his wine, put his glass down and came over to me. He took my glass and put on on the table by the chair.

He picked me up and carried me down the hall to my bedroom and we spent the rest of the night making love. It wasn’t as intense as that first round, but it was still pretty spectacular.

If Joey only knew what he started that day on the way home from the beach.

Richard left early the next day to return to his life and family. I haven’t seen or heard from him since.

That’s the way it was last time to.

But one of these days, the phone will ring again.
 
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Meant to include a picture too...

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Mmm is that your nipple...it just aches to feel a warm mouth.
 
Love reading about your exploits ;) And your nipple is gorgeous in that picture
 
OMFG you write so good...

As always, I awoke with a raging hard-on... and couldn't stop thinking about you. As I read your latest offering... I couldn't control my need to cum, and I enjoyed a total and thorough tribute to you with a massive 5 rope cum. Thanks, you elegant and glorious young lady. Thank you.....
 
Emmmmmm Damn Jenn!!
What a wonderful way to start a Saturday. Well, I thought Philly was lucky and he is. I also have to say You Go, to Richard also. Now how bout that paperboy. You would be the answer to his dreams. lol. :devil:
Huggaaa Darlin, I am so thankful to you for sharing your talents with this horny ole fan club of yours.
Spicey
 
who would have thought.....

YEARS ago when reading your story about selling the Karman Ghia I found it easy to picture you from your descriptive prose. I remember writing you something complimentary and receiving a warm response. I dared not ask for a picture at the time thinking that in the unlikely event you had such an exhibitionist streak, it might bespoil my image of your petite, fresh-faced appearance painted in my mind's eye by your words.

When you posted here in am pics I stumbled across them early on and recalled the ghia story. You were EXACTLY as I had pictured save the detail of your signature nipples.

As I have come and gone from lit for personal reasons no longer necessary, I have always enjoyed looking to see what you have posted next.

I recall my surprise and delight when you posted your first portraits. what a comfort to find you still here, still posting, still achingly beautiful.

over a million views is in hindsight not surprising considering the depth of substance you offer.
 
Fantastic new excerpt from the erotic 'Stories of JennO'!

I can taste your sweetness from here ;)

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So much sex on so many levels!!!

I had shaved that morning when I knew he was coming over sort of hoping something like this might happen. Now my pussy was totally on display for him and he pushed my legs wider apart and just stared at me.

You are such a naughty man I whispered with a smile.

Well... based on what I'm seeing here, I'm thinking you sort of like your men naughty.

I was excited and my pussy was a little bit open and soaking wet.

Maybe a little bit I said breathlessly.

"God... Jenn if you only knew how many times I've dreamed of doing this" and with that he leaned down and began to softly lick my pussy.

This is just so incredible! The sex itself has really reached a high level because this time you're totally nude and shaved. You're completely exposed to Richard and there's no pretense about what you want to do to each other.

In your previous adventure with Richard, he was able to eventually turn the focus of his massage from relieving your leg cramp to exploring and pleasuring your pussy. But this time he's gotten even more intimate with your pussy "as he tenderly and sweetly teased and caressed your folds with his tongue and fingers" and "he teased your swollen clit with the tip of his tongue." You, of course, are not leaving him wanting because you're kissing his dick and letting him put it in your mouth while you're "gently rolling his balls" in your hand.

While the two of you are playing with each other's pussy and dick, you're making the encounter even more arousing for each other by talking about the naughty details of what happened at the beach and on the ride home where Joey and Richard conspired to get you to play with Richard's dick and then lick it and suck it while Joey watched.

To make things even hotter, all of the naughty things that you and Richard are saying and doing to each other are being watched and listened to by your paperboy and his friend. (I think the paperboy is definitely ready for more adventures. He's seen and heard what a sexual minx you are and he's just dying to get closer and see more of your body. If you just created the right situation for him . . . . . )
 
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He worked back up again to my pussy and this time his fingers found their way to it. I looked at him and he looked at me as he began to massage my clitoral hood. I have a fairly large clitoris.

I looked at him and told him that we shouldn't probably be doing this, but he just continued to gently rub it with a sexy smile. I remember him saying that it would help me to relax, besides he was only rubbing a cramp out of my thigh. I sighed as he pinched my clit gently between his finger and began to stroke the clitoral shaft. I sucked in a deep breath. This was crazy right out in the open like this, but I couldn't stop it. I watched as he massaged my pussy, the lips opening and closing, the soft tender flesh moving as he worked the skin and muscles with both hands. The stroking of my clit was going to put me over the edge. Every time he would pull the hood back revealing the pinkish pearl of the clit itself, he'd lightly sweep a finger across it.



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Wow Jenn, you have a big fleshy pussy and clit just like your big meaty nipples!

I never get tired of seeing pictures of your breasts and nipples. This last picture of your breast in profile is a really good one. It shows just how firm and perky your breasts are, and how proudly your big nipples jut out, just demanding to be seen and fondled. It's so exciting to see them like that and to imagine touching them and sucking them!

You've shown us great pictures of your pussy too. In the pictures that your art teacher took your pussy looks so soft and smooth, and your pussy's lips are so big and swollen. They look like they were just made to be looked at and played with!

The chapter where you describe how Richard pulled back the hood from your clit to expose it while he massaged your pussy and caressed your clit is one of your most intimate and exciting chapters. Richard's heart must have been beating a thousand times a minute as he massaged your pussy and opened it up to completely reveal your your big swollen lips and your big pink clit.

You should post more pictures of your pussy and clit. It's been so exciting to read about how Richard discovered all of your pussy's sexy parts as he massaged your thigh. It would be great to see more pictures of your pussy and your clit even if they aren't part of the story.
 
shooot.

Meant to include a picture too...

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Oddly didn't get down to see the picture in time...

Did you mean to post one of your "long clit" with the last entry...?

Nice combination with your nipples, I'm not sure I'd ever get around to actual "Clintonian" sex... unless you insisted. I'd be quite happy just pleasing you in any other way you wanted.
 
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