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Okay ... I'm trying something new. A teaser story ... you get to make up your own mind on what happens further. If you really want to know, I'll write something up. Otherwise .... I hope you like!
nice........
Sometimes some of the best work here is implied but begins with a kiss. I wrote several short forms like this back in '11 on this thread. Glad to have your contribution!
Okay ... I'm trying something new. A teaser story ... you get to make up your own mind on what happens further. If you really want to know, I'll write something up. Otherwise .... I hope you like!
nice........
Sometimes some of the best work here is implied but begins with a kiss. I wrote several short forms like this back in '11 on this thread. Glad to have your contribution!
Thanks mac!!![]()
I love it.....Okay ... I'm trying something new. A teaser story ... you get to make up your own mind on what happens further. If you really want to know, I'll write something up. Otherwise .... I hope you like!
The Kiss
I sighed, content, as I stood in the doorway of the massive personal library of my employer. I was nanny to their children and, while my charges were tucked and soundly sleeping in their beds, their parents were on an overnight jaunt that would not bring them home until late the next afternoon. I was free.
I stepped out of the black flats that were part of my uniform and crinkled my stocking clad toes into the plush carpet. With a grin, I pulled the hem of my white button down blouse out of the knee length black skirt. Next, I pulled the elastic from my hair and it fell down to my shoulders. I sighed again. Freedom like this, so early in the evening, was a rare treat.
I perused the titles of the leather bound books as I circled the room. As I made my way to the shelf in the corner behind the desk, I noticed something out of place. Tucked away, as in secret, were several paperback novels. I dropped to my knees, and first pulled out A Wet Dream. I laughed softly. I pulled out another, His Kingdom for Her Corset. Another laugh, and still another title, Her Bed, His Surrender, made its way into my hands. I could see a long line of books, tucked away neatly, and giggled at the reading habits of my employers.
Just as I was reading about Sir Geoffrey’s plundering of his chambermaid, a voice from the doorway caused me to jump.
“Red? Is that you down there?” A husky, male voice called out, using the nickname the owner had given me because of my auburn locks.
I held the book to my chest and rose up onto my knees, peering over the large oak desk at William, who served as personal assistant/driver to both of the owners of the house. He lived on the grounds but in his own house at the back of the property, whereas my room was upstairs near the children. I smiled at him, taking in the casual sight of him in jeans, lined moccasins, and a simple tee shirt. His salt and pepper hair was mussed and his smile became wide when he caught sight of my reading material.
“Don’t say a word.” I threatened, using one hand on the desk to help me stand. I had been sitting on the floor for some time and my legs were a bit stiff.
William crossed the floor to me, chuckling, “Oh, I won’t say a word that you got into the Mrs.’ Porn stash.”
I gave an exasperated sigh and put the book down onto the desk, carefully keeping the spot where I had left off. “Oh shut up …” But I laughed as I said so. “What are you doing here? I thought you went with them on this trip?”
William shrugged and came to a stop before me. “I didn’t feel like it. They’re only gone for the night so they don’t really need me for anything.” He reached out and grabbed a lock of my hair, twirling it around his finger. “What are you doing in here?”
My heart slammed in my chest as he twirled and played with my hair. Our flirtations had been mild at best since I had come to work six months earlier. William was my senior by nearly twenty years, placing him in his fifties, and I had always had a weakness for an older man.
“Ummm …. Well … “ I stammered. “Reading?” I said with a playful grin.
“Mmm hmm …” William said softly, leaning into me, his eyes locked on mine. “About?”
“Welll … you … ummm … you know.” My voice dropped to a whisper as I looked back into his eyes.
“I have an idea, but I don’t know the context.” William’ eyes moved from my eyes to my lips which were now mere inches from his.
I backed up and felt the hard ridge of the desk edge against my lower back. “Oh?” I asked, my voice shaky.
“Mmmm hmmm.” William replied, his head bending down, his lips taking mine. It was a good kiss, a soft, yet insistent kiss, a kiss that promised so much more. I felt his body cover mine, and heard a moan from low in his throat.
I broke the kiss, my hands on his chest, and whispered, breathless, “Is that? Are you?”
William dropped his head back, and he laughed. Facing me again, he smiled wide, “Yes … I have an erection.”
“Just from kissing me?” I asked, incredulous.
“Red, it’s everything I have thought, have pondered, have considered all these months about you and now, here I am, kissing you. It was inevitable.” He leaned down and kissed me again, hard, his tongue swiping through my mouth.
It was my turn to moan. His lips were soft, he smelled amazing, tasted even better. He stood almost a foot taller than me and his body completely enveloped mine.
Moments later my panties would be in his pocket, my skirt pushed up around my waist, and hours later I would be in his bed completely at his mercy, but, for now …. It was all about his kiss.
From my recently submitted, and not yet approved story.
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I was in that in between state of sleep and wakefulness because I didn’t want to fall asleep. I was in the state where dreams are vivid - so vivid that those dreams could be real. Or it could have been that the reality was so dreamlike and what I was wishing for that I could only think that I was dreaming.
Misty had left her and husband’s bedroom and had sauntered into my room. She pulled the covers aside to find me lying naked in a semi-dreamlike state. I was aware of every one of her movements. She stripped off her clothes, leaving them by the side of the bed, and climbed into bed with me. She moved down between my legs and took my semi-hard cock into her mouth. That made me hard almost instantly. The way she sucked my cock was like Misty herself. She was deceptively adept at what she was doing. There was nothing rushed about it at all. And she wasn’t going too slowly either. Her rhythm was perfect.
I slid my hand down to her head and began to match her pace with my own upward thrusts. I wanted to cum in her mouth as I had done in the past and then return the favor again.
She had other plans.
Misty pulled my hand from her head and then put it at my side. She put her hand around my cock and began stroking it. Her stroking was the same pace as her sucking. She slowly licked her way up my torso, dipped her tongue into my naval and then moved up from there. Her lips grazed each one of my nipples, and then her tongue lightly licked them. She stayed there licking and sucking my nipples for a minute or so, then she lightly nibbled on them. That was a first for me and I could feel the electric sensation move from my nipples straight down my body to my balls.
I could feel her hot damp pussy on my leg as it followed her movements. It was closing in its final destination – onto my cock. With her movements, she let me know that I was not allowed to do anything. This was all for her. This fuck was going to be for her release. And that release had been pent up and building for eight months. She was taking her good sweet time, but I knew my Misty and I felt I knew what was coming next.
Okay ... I'm trying something new. A teaser story ... you get to make up your own mind on what happens further. If you really want to know, I'll write something up. Otherwise .... I hope you like!
The Kiss
I sighed, content...
Wow!!
Erotic scene, and a Literotica shout-out to Chaucer too
Thanks ... RJ.
And wow to the boys ... Sailer and Triple B .... Well done gentlemen. Well done, indeed.![]()
You are sleeping soo soundly, that I decide the time is right.
Thanks. My story was published! http://www.literotica.com/s/a-tryst
I offer this story. I kind of, um, "tossed it off" this afternoon (the story, not the other thing). I apologize again if it's not well proofed. I hope the audience here will be a little understanding. I also hope it's not too long. But mostly, I hope you will enjoy it. If anyone finds typos etc, PM me and I'll fix them. Thanks!
Nicely done, Lakesailer! It's been so quiet here, I've not offered much lately, but here's one that fits our category that might grow into something more
Jack shifted again on his feet standing in the blazing sun. He loved his wife but this was too typical--as he stood staring at the cell phone realizing she was not picking up.
"Fuck!" he growled under his breath. He had hoped when the kids were out of the nest that Joanne would get a bit more organized. After 22 years of marriage, however, she was still always late and frankly would forget routine things......like picking her husband up at the airport. Jack wiped the sweat from his brow and started to walk over to the line at the taxi stand when he saw her little Mustang convertible turn the corner into the baggage claim area. She pulled up rather suddenly and turned her face up to him, 'Am I late?' she said in that voice...the voice that she knew how to use.
"Ah crap, babe," he growled, "It's hot out here and you weren't picking up your phone and....." his voice trailed off as he looked down into the convertible. Joanne was wearing a little summer dress that looked good on her 45 year old body. Small and petite his bride could wear anything the young women could and look damn good in it with her small tight body. She pushed her sunglasses up on her head as she often did as she raised one leg up to rest on the edge of the consul of the stick shift, the little sun dress sliding high up, up until he could see a little wisp of her pubes......... "DAMN, Joanne!" he growled as a young man walked by and looked down to see her exposed thighs as well!
He threw his bag into the backseat and climbed into her little 'toy' (as she called her Mustang). She leaned in, putting her left hand to his cheek and kissed him, her tongue moving quickly into his mouth, the top of her dress blousing out so that her hard little nipples were clearly showing down the dress.
Her kiss, as often was the case, made Jack forget the heat, her lateness, and anything else! But this kiss was erotic and there was some taste on her mouth, unusual, that he couldn't place.
She broke the kiss, pulled her sunglasses back over her dark eyes and off she flew in her car. She immediately apologized but she had an appointment and it took too long and she wasn't watching the time, blah, blah blah. Jack shook his head and smiled softly because he had heard this excuse many times as he wiped his lips with his tongue, "What was that taste?" he thought to himself.
As they accelerated onto the interstate and roared into town he glanced over at his wife. From the day he met her at the fraternity mixer in college, he was captivated by her charm, her beauty and her direct sexuality. She had bedded him right after that party (and that was the right term, she pulled him into her dorm room, put the sock on the door and stripped him before he had a chance to even 'ask' her to have sex!) and had always reminded him of how crazy fun she is, at the same time, the irresponsible woman that she is. But everybody loves Joanne because of her beauty, her charming nature and that she would flirt with anybody, male or female.
And yet, he knew that she had always been fateful to him, even when she would tease him about his fantasies of watching her with another man (or woman). She enjoyed the fantasies, but nothing had ever come of them.
As they eased off the interstate and down the long back road to their home, she kept glancing back at Jack and he could tell that she had something to say. He touched her bare thigh on the little sun dress, 'OK, now what did you do?' he laughed softly. She turned suddenly down a side road that led to the neighborhood lake and a somewhat secluded parking lot beside it. She turned the car off and turned and looked at him, very seriously.
"Jack......." she said softly, her voice shaking with emotion he had not heard from her since the graduation of their children from college, "I......the appointment.....uh....."
He felt a cool shudder work through his system as he saw her eyes as she pushed the sunglasses back up on her head. The eyes that looked nervously at him, having trouble staying focused on his face.
"It was over wine, and you know how I love nice cool white wines in the summer, and maybe I had a couple more than I should have, but he's so funny and the deal was really good, and he was buying all that property and he kept complimenting my dress and he undid the top button and sure I should have stopped him but it was a HUGE deal, Jack, and he was so sweet, and his large fingers on my thigh gave me such a shiver and I wondered if this young wealthy guy was actually coming on to me an aging woman and the next thing I knew he had me down on the picnic table and my dress was off and he thought my bra was cute and then he bit my nipple and his fingers found my clit, and she stiffened and I felt myself getting so wet and then his mouth was lapping my pussy and I just....well I let him have me, Jack!"
Jack had trouble catching his breath. Sure there had been fantasies of other men but never, and now, she's spilling all this out....."and he found my G-spot with that long index finger and his tongue enveloped my clit, Jack and I came so hard, and then I had to give back to him Jack and his cock was so hard and it had the funniest little hook and the head was purple and it was sticky and I couldn't help myself as I sucked him and he came in my mouth and I thought I had gotten the taste out of my mouth but I can taste it now and you can too, can't you and then he was young, Jack, and he was still hard and he pushed that lovely cock into me and I came as he got it in me and then he fucked me for 30-40 minutes and when he came in me it was magnificent and I know it was wrong, but he was so good, Jack and I came so many times, and you have to forgive me.." as she leaned forward and put her hand on Jack's cock.
Jack shook his head, and stared at her. Joanne looked into his eyes and her fingers encircled his cock, "Yes, that made you hard, didn't it, baby?" He gasped at the reality of her statement, "It made you hard to hear about your wife fucking some young stud, didn't it?" she cooed. Jack's face was flushed, his mouth dry. "You loved hearing your fantasy fulfilled, didn't you?" He couldn't speak as she pinched the end of his cock through his summer-weight trousers.
She dropped her sunglasses back over her eyes and smiled. "Jack, I'm only teasing, baby.......you know I wouldn't do such a thing........ you are so easy to tease!"
He was confused and was having trouble concentrating and then realized what the taste in his mouth was!
I offer this story. I kind of, um, "tossed it off" this afternoon (the story, not the other thing). I apologize again if it's not well proofed. I hope the audience here will be a little understanding. I also hope it's not too long. But mostly, I hope you will enjoy it. If anyone finds typos etc, PM me and I'll fix them. Thanks!
Wow ... Sailer. Well done.
You going to tell us what happens next?![]()
Thank you...
Well......truth be told I don't know what's going to happen next...
Which I suppose is kind of hot...
Honestly, the ending was something of a surprise to me. I didn't set out to write that ending...it just sort of...well...occured. To be honest, I think Helen had it planned that way all along and just suckered me into it.
So, yeah, I guess I'll have to think about what comes (or maybe it's who cums?) next.
Any ideas???
and agedmac..I haven't had a chance to read yours yet. I'll try.