Mates and More (Closed)

[Gr8chtr]

Thomas Davies, 31, was sat slowly sipping his pint in the Arkstar Pub. Life was looking good. After spending five years as a lecturer in statistics at City College Southampton, Tom had moved two months ago to the center of all things British, London itself. Having secured a teaching position at the London Metropolitan University, he was ready to star the good life. Southampton was alright, but as a single man in in his early30s, London was the place to be.

Women were always not far from Tom’s mind. At the moment, his mind drifted across three of them. First, there was Julia, his ex-fiancé. He had fallen completely in love with this woman, even more so after she accepted his offer of marriage. Living together in their Southampton townhouse had only increased his desire to live out his life with her by his side. Besides, the sex was mind-blowing. A year and a half ago, Tom had traveled to Bristol to attend a professional conference only to find upon arrival that the conference had been cancelled. Taking the next possible set of trains back to Southampton he arrived late at night, not bothering to call Julia to tell her about his change in plans. Quietly using his keep to open their front door, Tom was confronted by the unmistakable, loud moans and groans of exuberant sex. He left his own house and never looked back.

The image of the second woman, Carrie, was very different. They had met in a pub just a few days ago, chatted each other up, and arranged at a dinner date. At 24, a full seven years younger than Tom, she represented youth as well as beauty. Their date went well and ended with a much warmer kissing than one often receives after one date. They quickly made a date for two weeks hence, with many hints of sex in the not-too-distant future. And, Carrie was, unmistakably, hot. Tom could feel his pants getting tighter just at the thought of her.

But the woman that was most on his mind was simply an old friend. During his last two years at university, Tom lived in a group house with his mates that included, among others, Susan Watkins. He and Sue had become buddies almost from Day 1, hanging out, going to movies, confidentially detailing their love lives – on those occasions when either of them had one – with one another. Upon graduation Tom moved away directly to pursue graduate studies but they had kept in touch some via email and Instagram. A couple of times when he came to London they had even met up for lunch. But, they had not seen each other in nearly five years. Sue’s presence in London wasn’t what drew Tom there but knowing that he might see her occasionally was an added plus.

Inadvertently, Tom had chosen a seat that the café table that allowed him to see passersby on Holloway Road. Recognizing Sue by her walk as she approached the door to Arkstar, Tom could feel a warm glow flow through his body. Sue often felt like the sister that he never had.

Life was good and getting better.

 

[YoungBusty]

Sue will forever be grateful to Tom for the way he introduced her to university life. She arrived short of experience having been rather fussed over by her protective parents and he took her under his wing, giving her confidence and being a good all round friend, a person she could rely on. It was with regret to her that their relationship never reached the stage of intimacy. Tom had encouraged her, told her what a good looking girl she was with her full bust but he never, not once, made a pass at her. Perhaps their relationship was too good to spoil with jealously and broken romance, for they both had their share of encounters with others.

For Sue it was at university that she first allowed an erect penis into her mouth and then to penetrate her vagina. She disliked the taste of sperm but was happy to make her face and breasts available. At the end of an evening she became used to lowering herself onto a guy’s manhood and having her breasts lifted from her bra before being kissed and fondled. She enjoyed that, working a man’s penis whilst she watched the expression on his face as he released himself and found orgasm.

Her parents were so proud when she gained her degree and then was fast tracked by the accountancy practice KPMG. It was there that she met and married Donald. She was a girl who had liked guidance but with the needs of a developing career so did her confidence grow. She increasingly enjoyed analysing and making decisions with the result that Donald’s controlling nature became at first frustrating and then abusive. It was clear that the relationship could not continue and divorce resulted, with Donald moving on from KPMG as her stock was much higher there.

With the marital break-up Sue was in need of some extra support and Matt, the partner, was a good sounding board and ensured that things worked smoothly in the office. He was 20 years older than her 30 years and married, albeit with sexual needs which were not being satisfied at home. Their relationship developed from social to sexual and they were now meeting fortnighly for dinner and fucking in a local hotel. It met their physical needs.

Sue had kept in touch with Tom as a friend and given her recent experiences with Donald and Matt, she jumped at the chance of meeting him. A nice reliable guy who she had rather fancied all those years ago. Sue of course had continued to develop since they had last met and was now an accomplished professional lady with her own flat in East Finchley just a few miles from where Tom worked and they agreed to meet in a local pub. Sue chose her clothing with care, a nice figure hugging pink top which clung to the curves of her bosom and a black and white checked skirt, several inches above the knee. She hoped she could tempt Tom to rather more than a straightforward catch up drink.

It was a confident Susan which walked through the doors of the Arkstar pub looking left and right for sight of Tom. As soon as she found him a broad smile crossed her face as she walked over, her arms wide ready to give him a big hug.

 

[Gr8chtr]

Sue's big hug filled Tom with warmth from top to bottom but it didn't inspire lust. It's not that he had never noticed her womanly curves, he'd noticed them frequently when they were group housemates. And, he had approved wholeheartedly. It was just that Tom needed a friend and a relationship that wasn't complicated by the ebbs and flows of romantic trysts.

Not surprisingly, Tom and Sue spent much time reminiscing about the "old days" but they also took time to catch up. As the first pint turned into the second and the third, they discussed their current work and living situations. Tom was exuberant about his new job at London Metropolitan University and he let that show. The rest of his life was quite dull - not much to talk about there. He had, previously via email, told Sue about his wife Julia's infidelity and the break up of their marriage. The pain from that was still raw enough that he didn't want to revisit it. Tom was thankful that Sue didn't broach this subject.

They had not set any time limit for their meet but, given that it was a weekday and he had a class in the morning, Tom couldn't draw this out much longer. But, the growing effect of the three pints pushed him to ask a question that had been on his mind, especially when his mind had turned briefly to images of Carrie, the hot, young woman with whom he was planning a second date. Reverting to the phrases and the tone that had dominated their playful interactions years ago, Tom broke out in a smile and asked, "So, Sue, are you currently going for any rides without leaving home?"

 

[YoungBusty]

Sue loves the feel of Tom’s body against hers as her breasts become squashed against his chest with their hug. They part all too quickly for her but they chat and laugh and he shows himself to be the good guy she has always known him to be. She can see though that there is no spark in his eyes, no lust for her and that he wants her as a friend. Maybe she needs to try harder but how? Further does she want to run the risk of ruining a lovely friendship but what indeed if he is the one, are they then not missing out?

Tom speaks so well and Sue sees why he is so keen on his new position and how he will surely do well. She likes to sit and listen to him, he seems to make everything so amusing. In the ladies toilets Sue takes to her phone, contacting Marion her best friend.

‘Yes he’s a nice guy, still a nice guy’

‘Well has he made a move on you yet?’ Marion asks.

‘No it’s not that sort of relationship Marion.’

‘OK I hear you, but I reckon you two guys need to realise life is for living. Give him something to think about, make him think about you when you are apart. Try and draw him in a bit to your life, you’ll regret it if you don’t.’

‘Ok Marion time to go and I will, thanks’

Marion’s comments dwell on Sue’s mind as she returns to the table. ‘OK OK’ she thinks ‘I will try, I honestly will try to build on this relationship and see where it goes.’

"So, Sue, are you currently going for any rides without leaving home?" he asks. A question that hits her for six.

Sue blushes and is quiet for a few moments, an unusual period of quiet between them. She moves her head closer to his and holds his hand gently biting her lip, wanting to be honest but not wishing to destroy an interest he has in her. She breaks the silence.

‘I am seeing a guy called Matt every fortnight. He is married and a partner where I work and I am really quite ashamed. I came to rely on him for support through my marriage break up and I was needy. I guess I still am. We have dinner and then we go to a bedroom. It is all over very quickly. It is just his lust and his fetish. He likes it with clothes on. I bend over, he lifts my skirt and he has his way with me. I see him every fortnight, in fact I am due to see him this Thursday. I want to break the habit, I think he and I need to break the habit. It is just that my late husband and the marriage break up destroyed my confidence with men. I have not been with anybody since then apart from Matt, that is why it is so lovely to be with you here, out with a guy, having a nice friendly drink, a lovely guy one I can trust.

‘You do understand Tom don’t you? We can still be friends can’t we? I can still see you and support you in your new job can’t I? Sue asks in a fluster.

 

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Tom had some time to think while Sue went to the ladies' room. He was enjoying spending this time with her, as he had anticipated that he would. She seemed a bit changed, though, somehow. As housemates their interactions had always seemed to be so easy and free-flowing. Tonight, there seemed to me more intensity in Sue's comments and actions. Of course, Tom recalled, when they were housemates they interactions were almost always in the company of one or more of their other mates. Maybe that was it.

Somehow when he thought glibly about asking Sue if she was riding anybody, he had expected either a slightly down-beat reply of "No", a revelation that she was seriously involved with someone, or a light-hearted reference to having casual sex. They had never been hesitant to playfully discuss their sex lives. Tom was not prepared for hearing Sue describe describe what she labeled as a shameful experience, perhaps even psychologically abusive.

Not sure how to respond in a way that didn't make Sue feel even worse about her current circumstances, Tom said, "Well, Sue, at least you're not just sitting high and dry like I am. I'm sure that something better will come along for you soon." Tom took his last sip of beer and continued, "Of course, Sue, we can still be friends. I am not at all put off by what you told me. And, now that we both live here in London, I think we should plan on getting together often. I need to leave soon because I have to be up pretty early tomorrow morning. How about if we get together same time, next week? You can pick the place."

 

[YoungBusty]

Sue’s heart skips a beat when she hears that Tom is ‘dry’. She doesn’t enquire further for she knows of his attractiveness and that there will have been relationships. She does not want to pry and cause any un-necessary upset. In fact on hearing this, she rather regrets mentioning Matt. It was with relief that she hears that Tom wishes to meet next week and to let her pick the venue. ‘That will be lovely’ she says,’ I will really look forward to it Tom.’

Their goodbye is a little awkward, despite the alcohol, as Sue catches a cab home given the rather late hour. She will look to choose somewhere a little bit special perhaps, hopefully so it can be a bit of a date. Of course meeting Tom simply reminded her of his seeming lack of interest in her in any way physically which she sees as a shame, especially as he is without a current girlfriend. She will not push things though but it has made her rather determined to bring her meetings with Matt to an end, hopefully with them remaining as friends. She now has the confidence and desire to tell some white lies to get her life back on proper track. Tom has been good for her and Matt has rather served his purpose.

Sue looks at her phone and there are a couple of texts from Marion which she chooses not to answer. ‘Keep her waiting and wondering’ she thinks. Then she looks at her laptop sitting here on the desk before glancing at her watch. ‘Not too late really’ she thinks to herself and she switches on and strips down to her bra and panties before lounging back on the double bed. The alcohol and being out with a male, has given rise to a lust within her which she wishes to satisfy.

She clicks on the site and when there goes to her familiar room. She looks at those present on the right hand side of the screen. Some she knows and others she does not. She clicks on half a dozen which bring forth men in various stages of undress and disclosure. There are a couple of erect penises being stroked, their balls heavy and ready to release which she studies, getting into the mood. Then there is this young torso with a guy in trousers and briefs, teasing. She likes this, a bit different, she wonders what is under. She puts her own cam on, targeted at her breasts, disclosing no face and watches. Comments come in as she teases her breasts for the guys, never knowingly showing a nipple. She is getting good at this. A guy cums having written ‘cumming for you now, cumming for your huge fucking tits’. Helen’s own hand is now in her panties, touching her clit inside her hairy wetness. She is still looking at the guy in his briefs though. He sends a message ‘private?’. ‘OK’ she writes now in the moment. They exchange detail.

Sue sets up her cam and slides out of her panties, unhooking her bra. She is now naked and ready to be fucked. This is how he wants her and she wants him to fuck her. She reaches to the bedside table and grabs her rabbit licking the end. She checks the screen on her laptop to confirm the cam is focussed on her pussy. The guy’s cock is now in the open air and pointed upwards without hand assistance.

The guys writes ‘now fuck that glorious wet hairy cunt for me.’

Sue turns on the vibrator, lying flat on the bed, before lifting her knees. She puts the tip to her clit teasing it with the vibration whilst she looks at his cock, fondling her breast until she is ready for him. He writes and masturbates whilst Sue reads. She sees pre-cum on his cock which brings a moan from her as she pushes the rabbit into her body. She loves the feel as she watches the cock being gently masturbated. She imagines it fucking her, he tells her that he is fucking her, she moves the cock in and out of her body. This is his cock that is fucking her, on and on, deeper and deeper. She keeps her eye on the screen, watching him with his handsome cock, that cock now inside her as she rubs her clit. Her hips are now moving, he can see this. He stands, puts his cock right up to the cam and shoots, shoots his cum into her pussy. She sees the cum, her knees come together as she groans into the bedroom, her body in orgasm. They have fucked and cum.

The cams get shut off and he sends her ‘xxxxxxxx’ as a message. They both disappear, sated.

It is the thrill of it for Sue, the anonymity. ‘It will have to do for now’ she says to herself. ‘Of course slutty but maybe more common than one thinks.’ She likes being watched and appreciated.

Sue sleeps well and in the morning gets a text from Matt. ‘Professional as always’ she says to herself. She will be nice to him of course on Thursday but ideally this will be the last time as she moves her life forward.

 

[Gr8chtr]

As Tom walked back to his flat from the Arkstar Pub he was filled with joy after his time with Sue. He hadn't felt this good since moving to London and, maybe, not even for quite a while before that. Sue and his reminiscing about their old days brought on some nostalgia that Tom hadn't felt in a long time. They had been such good friends, no tension between them like a guy often has with a woman that he is dating, or trying to date.

That said, as was typically the case with Tom when he had spent some time interacting with a woman of his age - even if just a friend - his mind turned to women more generally. And that, inevitably, led to at least some arousal. As he strolled along at a leisurely pace, Tom became aware that he was beginning to have just a slight erection.

Given the lateness of the hour and that he had to go to work the next day, upon arriving home Tom quickly prepared himself for bed. His mellow mood, in part due to the pints that he had drunk, but mostly due to his delight in seeing Sue, steered him to lie down promptly.

Though ready to fall asleep, lying down in his own bed Tom's mind returned to the theme of women in his life, past, present and - hopefully - future. The "future" theme, aided by his incipient erection that was still with him, led him to think about Carrie. They had met about two weeks ago in a pub after their respective workdays. Flirting didn't come naturally to Tom but, somehow, Carrie drew it out of him. By the end of the evening, they had agreed to a weekend date. Their date, a theatre show in the West End followed by a late, light dinner, had gone well. And...with more than a little electricity between them. They ended their date on the stoop in front of Carrie's apartment building with a first-kiss that felt a lot more like one that was much more advanced, a tight hug, lips planted firmly against each other, just a hint of teasing tongues. When Tom suggested a second date, Carrie had quickly accepted, smiling suggestively and adding, "And...let's do something that allows us more time together at the end."

Reliving their meeting and their first date, and knowing that they had scheduled that next date for just three days from now, caused Tom to be less focused on his mellow mood and more focused on his now-growing erection. Rolling onto his side and pulling his two pillows next to him as though they were the outline of Carrie's body, Tom reached down to his boxer shorts and began to tease his cock. Within seconds, he scrambled out of his undies and began to stroke his cock rhythmically but not too hard. That would come later. He was pleased to feel the pre-cum that would lubricate his stroking.

Tom gave full sway to letting his mind imagine the feeling of Carrie's body, imagining their breathing growing shorter and more urgent. He worried briefly about creating a wet spot, then thought "What the fuck", these were his sheets and pillowcases, he could always do laundry. Tom imagined sliding his cock into Carrie's waiting, warm womanhood. He rolled over onto the pillows that he had strategically placed there, positioning his now fully-erect cock between the lower pillow and the mattress. He began thrusting his cock back and forth. He could almost hear Carrie's groans. His own groans didn't require imagination; with a last, hard thrust and a loud groan, Tom came hard, spasm after spam washing over his body.

Spent by his orgasm, Tom rolled over onto his back and was soon falling fast asleep, beautiful, erotic images of Carrie filling his mind. Just before complete sleep set in, though, a different vague image entered the scene. Through is sleep-addled mind, Tom couldn't tell. Sue??

 

[YoungBusty]

Carrie
Carrie felt like she really hit the jackpot when she met with Tom, such a nice mature guy. He was an easy pick up really and she knew how to pick up the men when she wanted. He was different though, the theatre and a dinner, she was truly being treated like a lady. Not like the other guys she has met, all losers. Where is she now though? Well she has George her young son and her mum being very helpful, looking after him when she goes to work and providing great support, but there needs to be more.

Office work had just not paid enough for Carrie who needed also to support her disabled mum. She had looked everywhere but in the end she went for it and signed up for an escort agency. This was only to be for a short while, to keep her head above water, but months had turned into a couple of years now and it had to stop. Perhaps Tom was the key to this. Hopefully her skills in the bedroom and her pleasant willing ways would be sufficient to attract him to something more permanent. With his support, she could give up the escorting and go back to her office work with more regular hours.

Sue
Sue sleeps well and travels into work in good humour. She texts Tom.

‘Thanks for the great catch up last night. I really enjoyed myself. How about next week, meeting on the South Bank and going up the London Eye?’

Sue is trying to make things a little special with the romance of the Eye and the buzz of the pubs on the Bank with the river so nearby. It is popular but it will be good to be with people of their own age.

She knows she has to face up to Matt. She prepares, packing vibrator, lube, black lingerie, stockings and heels with blindfold and ties for the bedroom. Of course it is smart casual for the meal with nothing sexy. They are on work business and have to be careful in case he is seen. This is all getting a bind for her really. She tries not to think any further to the bedroom and the fucking. She has to say she likes the way he fucks her and of course the way he kisses. He is a lovely kisser but there has to be more out there and even better, something with a fulfilling relationship. Not this hiding and lust. Of course that is what perhaps adds to it, the fact that it should not be happening. Would she really want to go home to Matt and sleep with him every night? There is her answer.

The day arrives and Sue leaves work early. She waits to hear from Matt that he is in the hotel room so that she can drop off her things before they go down to dinner.

 

[Gr8chtr]

Tom (and Carrie)
Via text messages back and forth, Tom and Carrie agreed to just have some fun for their second date (or third date if one counted the "pick up"). They picked a pub in Tom's neighborhood that was well-known for great droughts, excellent pub food and lively pick-up dart games. Each downing a couple of pints as they ate their casual dinner, they were both ready to declare themselves a team and take on some challengers.

Tom was hardly a champion at darts but he was adequate, typically winning at least as many games as he lost. Carrie was not too bad but not at Tom's level, which frequently gave Tom an excuse to put his arms around her through "guided practice" during their warmup. The practice warmed up Tom more than a little bit.

The darts games against several competitors loosened them up and drew them closer to each other. With a pint accompanying every match, it wasn't long before Tom's inhibitions melted away. After the third match, which they lost leaving their record at two wins, one loss, he drew Carrie close to him and whispered, "Let's quit while we're ahead. We could celebrate with a night cap at my flat. What do you say?"; a question that Carrie answered with a warm smile.

Arriving at Tom's flat, he poured each of them a shot of fine English whiskey. Sitting on the his sofa, legs and arms touching, they clinked glasses, toasted their success and downed their shots in one gulp. Wasting no time, Tom took Carrie's glass and set it along with his on the end table, rotated back to face Carrie, swiftly put his hand around the back of her neck and pulled them into a kiss. This time he made no pretense of holding back, kissing her hard on her mouth and plunging his tongue against her lips, seeking access. Pulling back briefly, he whispered, "That was meant to be an appetizer. Interested in the main course?"

Matt (and Sue)
Matt arrives at the hotel room where he and Sue are to rendezvous. He is already feeling the lust that he always experiences as he waits for her. There is no question that they will fuck; they do so every time. And...it's good, for him certainly and he hopes for her. But, he's not entirely sure anymore. Sue seems to be growing more distant. Plus, although their sex is consensual, it's not entirely without complications. He is Sue's boss. How hard is it for her to say "No" if she wants to. No matter, though, here he is and he knows that Sue will be appear shortly after he calls her. The pattern continues.

Almost by habit Matt calls Sue on her cell and let's her know that he is settled in. Not very subtly he comments that there is about an hour before their dinner reservation. They always fuck before dinner and frequently after dinner as well. Dinner is sort of an interlude between the main courses.

 

[YoungBusty]

Carrie
Carrie has a wonderful time with Tom. She is mixing with others of her own age, polite and nice people. They are drinking in a relaxed fashion whilst playing, obviously looking to win but making fun of it and what’s more he seems to fancy her. She is aware that as the evening moves along he is becoming increasingly tactile and what’s more he looks good and has the body to match. She tells herself that she mustn’t appear too keen, she must let him remain the driving force in their relationship.

When Tom asks her back to his flat her heart leaps but she says little, playing along with his wishes. She is more than ready for their first kiss of the night, her lips opening and her tongue meeting his, not leaving it, playing, until Tom asks those words ‘interested in the main course?’

‘Yes Tom I am very interested in the main course’ Carrie whispers into his ear, sucking his ear lobe and kissing his neck as she moves her hand to his groin gently feeling his hardening bulge as she gently returns his kisses. Soft passionate kissing with a lovely man who she fancies. Not wishing to part from him, wanting to give him pleasure, her nipples hardening as they make out together, her thighs opening as she moves closer to him, making herself available to his touch.

Sue
Sue take the call and assesses his mood feeling that he is showing all signs of being up for it. On the way in the hotel she stops off at the ladies rest room. Her breasts are taken care of with unbuttoned top and a skimpy bra. She slides out of her everyday skirt removing her tights and panties. She takes some lube onto her finger rubbing it into the entrance of her vagina and teasing herself just a little, thinking of the fucking she is just about to receive. She steps into a black skirt which is tight and halfway up her thighs. She is not good with make-up, preferring natural but she knows his needs and goes for the tart with a heart look with plenty of eye shadow and plump glossy kissable lips.

After re-arranging her luggage she pulls her suitcase along the few yards to his room feeling really uncomfortable in heels, an ill fitting skirt and without panties. She will likely enjoy what follows, but this is not right, not giving her full respect surely! She knocks and as he opens the door she says ‘I hope that you are ready for me.’

 

[Gr8chtr]

Tom (and Carrie)
Tom was pretty sure that Carrie was hot to at least make out really hard or to have full sex, but one can never be completely sure. Her urgent return of his kiss and the placement of her hand gently on his groin removed all doubt. Interesting, though, she wasn't just jumping on his bones; there was some gentleness about her otherwise urgent response. As hot as he was and as eager he was to fuck Carrie, Tom was willing to draw things out it bit. He always found anticipation to be an exceptionally powerful aphrodisiac.

They continue their passionate kissing, tongues dancing against each other, both of them teasing the other to lose control. Tom slides his hand from Carrie's midriff up to cup her breast in his hand through her blouse. His fingers find the outline of her hardening nipple; he squeezes until he hears the groan escape from Carrie's lips. In his intensely aroused state, Tom almost missed seeing that Carrie had opened her thighs. He manages to slide his other hand up the inside of Carrie's thigh until he finds her now-wet panties. As Tom begins to rub her groin through the silk that she's wearing, he breaks their kiss and whispers in her ear, "Lady's choice: here on the sofa, here on the floor, or in my bed. What will it be?"

Matt (and Sue),
Being a manager Matt had watched dozens of employees try to change their well-established patterns; most failed. He had the growing sense that this thing with Sue was not good for either of them. They should stop. But...there she was at the door of the hotel room that he had secured exactly for the purpose of that which he now questioned. And, damn it, she knew just what to wear to turn him on so strongly that he had nothing but autopilot to guide him.

With one quick move, Matt crossed the distance between them, closing the hotel room door with a quick push of his hand. He wrapped his strong hand around Sue's neck and pulled them into a hard kiss. There was nothing gentle about it; his kiss was more an attack than an invitation. As always, Sue was not wearing any panties. Matt took advantage of this fact and started to finger-fuck her wet pussy even as they stood there.

As they had done many times before, Matt used his free hand to putt Sue's skirt up over her ass, turned them both around and threw them both onto the bed, Matt landing on top. He continues to kiss her hard while finger-fucking her. Matt doesn't bother to try to unfasten his belt or unzip his zipper. That's Sue's job; they both know it. It's always this way. People try to change their patterns; most fail.

 

[YoungBusty]

Carrie
Carrie pushes playfully back at Tom saying ‘hey don’t restrict our pleasure, let’s do all three’ in a voice that has become a little slurred.

She throws a couple of cushions onto the floor before pushing herself up off the sofa and although a bit wobbly, manages to get out of her skirt and panties before flopping down on the cushions as she is now naked below the waist. She looks up at Tom smiling as she moves a hand over her stomach, before going lower and feeling her pubic hair, then lower still rubbing her inner thighs. Then she does it, her fingers moving into her pussy lips. She touches her clitoris and begins to rotate her finger around it, masturbating herself, creating the noise of fingers going into her juicy, hairy sex as she expertly finger fucks herself in front of him.

After a short while Carrie rests and whispers up to Tom, ‘come down here and fuck me’

Sue
Sue responds to his lust, her tongue with his, her thighs apart, and her pussy juicing. She is aware that he knows her, he knows how to do it, how to get her off as her knees crumple as she holds onto his shoulder.

‘Oh yes Matt, yes yes yes’ she pants as she continues to finger fuck her on the bed.

Sue is playing the slut, she knows she is and she is liking it but why? Something clicks inside her. let’s do what I want she thinks, as she unzips him and grasps his cock and balls. Keeping hold she pushes him back on the bed looking at him and smiling as she holds his fragile member in her hand.

Guiding Matt’s cock and lowering herself on him she starts to ride him. Sue takes control and moves up and down on his large erect cock, using it to fuck herself. She knows she is using him for her body. It turns her on, really turns on her, the change and now it is her. She arches her back and cums moaning into the room before continuing. Three times she comes on his cock each time noisier than the last as she increasingly uses her fingers to masturbate as she fucks him.

‘Enough’ Sue says feeling cum now inside her vagina as she climbs off of Matt's body, looking down at his cock before bending down to kiss the head.

'I really enjoyed that, how about dinner?' Sue says with a nice big smile.

 

[Gr8chtr]

Tom (and Carrie)
Carrie's playful "let's do all three" brought a grin to Tom's face and a swelling of the bulge in his pants that was becoming quite painful, pleasurable though it was. He never expected Carrie to start off by finger-fucking herself but her doing so captured his attention completely. Without thinking of it consciously, he began to massage his bulge through his pants.

come down here and fuck me

Tom didn't have to be asked twice. He jumped to his feet, unbuckled his belt while kicking off his shoes and let his pants fall to the floor as he stepped out of them. Tom hooked is fingers around his briefs and slid them over his waist, allowing them to fall on the floor also. His stiff, swollen cock jumped out of his briefs before they were barely below his waist. Gazing intensely at Carrie - neither of them had spoken after her command - Tom hissed through his clenched teeth, "Fuck me back just as hard as I fuck you."

Tom nearly threw himself on top of Carrie being just careful enough not to hurt her. Using one hand to guide his now throbbing, big cock into her wet pussy and his other hand to wrap around Carrie's body, locking them together, Tom rapidly slipped his cock all the way into her sex. Slamming his mouth onto hers, he began to thrust hard, not bothering to build up slowly, his mind glued onto his expectation that Carrie would respond in kind.

Matt (and Sue)

Matt came shortly after Sue, herself, did. He was not surprised nor put off by her rather cold, unemotional "Enough" and her suggestion that they go to dinner. This is how it always was. Matt realized that he and Sue were simply using each other, nothing more, nothing less. To be sure, their encounters were erotically satisfying but otherwise fairly meaningless. And, Matt had a wife; he knew that he had avoided thinking through what this meant about their marriage. If they were both single and he was not Sue's boss, these encounters might just be mutually friendly hook-ups, something to satisfy their libidos in between romantic relationships. But, given the complications, their joinings didn't even seem like that.

But...dinner was typically pleasant, a nice part of the evening, and, if the pattern held, they would both cum again before going back to their own abodes.

 

[YoungBusty]

Carrie
Carrie looks up smirking as Tom hurriedly removes his clothing. She has him hooked and by the shape of his cock very excited. She welcomes his body on top of hers, her pussy easily taking his length as he holds her thighs up for him and once he is fucking, she wraps them around his back so they are truly together. She feels a rapid fucking motion, as if he has lust to burn, as her body enjoys the attention.

As their kissing subsides she whispers into his ear ‘my turn now’ and she gently but effectively pushes Tom off her as if it is a well-practised art. She looks at his well-developed member, putting a hand to Tom’s chest and pushing him back to the floor. Moving her head lower she opens her mouth and the manhood disappears down her throat. For the next few minutes she pleasures him, sucking his length, taking him deep, teasing the head and sucking that head whilst she massages the foreskin to and fro. She looks at him as she plays, assessing his response. Then when full and firm she murmurs “now then”.

Lowering herself onto Tom, a leg either side of his body, Carrie’s pussy grasps his member and she takes control. She moves up and down, to and fro in practised manner but fucking herself, using his cock to fuck her pussy in the spot over and over again and again, fondling her breasts, rubbing her clit, pleasuring her body until she shakes and shakes again, shouting into the room.

“Omg yes, yes, yessssssssssssss !!!”

She tumbles off Tom, exhausted, putting a hand to her pussy and feeling the sperm that he has shot inside her dribbling onto her thighs. She handles his cock gently talking to him as they lay on the floor, kissing his nipples, licking his balls and then the length of his cock, smiling and joking, complimenting him.

As Tom hardens Carrie whispers into his ear “now for the sofa” as she gets up from the floor and bends over the arm, expectant.

Sue
They have a nice dinner together with Matt seemingly becoming more relaxed as he is increasingly accustomed to his surroundings. They go their separate ways back to the bedroom. Once inside Sue strips naked and lays on the bed. Her large breasts welcome the attention of Matt’s hands and mouth, and as her nipples harden to his tongue, so do little moans of pleasure escape her mouth. She looks on as he she finds each large mound of flesh put together and a penis thrust deep into them over and over again. She indulges him with her own chat as she feels the bed spring with his actions and as filth pours from his lips.

Next they move into missionary and spend the next few minutes as lovers, her mouth receiving his tongue and her pussy his cock as she feels those thrusts, those final thrusts of a man before his release. Her head goes back as she groans and her pussy grips as she comes, encouraging his deposit of cum which he gives, her pussy receiving ragged deep thrusts from a cock and balls in need.

They rest for a little, knowing the finality of the night.

“It’s been really good Matt but all good things……” Sue's words tail off as she can see, he knows.

 

[Gr8chtr]

Tom

Omg yes, yes, yessssssssssssss !!!

Tom was only seconds behind Carrie with a bursting orgasm. If this wasn't the very best, quick fuck he had ever had, it was certainly close. And...she didn't just stop and collapse into stupor; no, she began to immediately tease him. He was, Tom realized, going to have to work hard to keep up with this one. When Tom had wittily mouthed "floor, sofa or bed", he had imagined only one location. When Carrie whispered "now for the sofa", he could hardly believe the lust in her.

Tom took Carrie by the hand, helper her up and guided them back to the sofa straight away, but without the urgency with which he had jumped on her on the floor. They paused just long enough to take off the rest of their clothes. Tom knew that, probably unlike Carrie, he would need 10 minutes or so to recharge. Based on past experience he knew that slow, but passionate, kissing would be a great way to spend the intervening time. Sitting side-by-side, their now completely nude bodies pressing against each other, Tom began to kiss Carrie, teasing her ears and neck, kissing her cheek, stoking the anticipation of when their mouths would meet, all the time fanning the sparks of passion by warmly fondling her large breasts.

Just as Tom was about to kiss Carrie on the mouth, he heard his phone ring. He recognized the ring tone as being the one he had assigned to his mother. Carrie, of course, had no knowledge of that connection, leaving Tom the sole delight of recognizing the irony of a message from his mother received while he was warming up for a second fuck of a beautiful, young woman. "What would Mom think if she could only know?", he mused. The phone ring didn't distract him long, though, from focusing on Carrie and his lovemaking.

Tom now starting kissing Carrie on her mouth, deliberately holding back some from the rapid buildup that characterized their first, serious kissing less than 20 minutes earlier. In its own way, their kissing this time was even more stimulating. Tom knew himself, and was very sure that he sensed in Carrie, that they were teasing each other, raising the intensity while still holding back, sort of like filling a balloon slowly until it burst.

Their kissing lasted only a few minutes when Tom's phone beeped again. This ringtone Tom knew instantly indicated that this was a call from his sister. Never, in his life, had he received a call from his mom and sister separated by only a minute or two. Something was up. Awkward as it was, Tom stopped kissing Carrie immediately and said, "Uh...I have to take this, that's the second call from my family."

Tom rumbled through his pants, retrieved his phone, walked into his bathroom and returned his sister's call. After only a few minutes, he returned to the sofa, having wrapped himself in a bath towel. Quietly, but with obvious anxiety, he told Carrie that his father had been in a very serious auto accident and was now in the ICU several hours away. He needed to quickly spot clean himself, throw some clothes in a duffel bag and hit the road.

Not wanting to treat Carrie with disrespect, he kissed her gently on the lips and said, "please feel free to stay the night here if you want. I may be away for a week or more but I'll call you when I return. I can drop you off at your flat if you want or you can grab an Uber and I'll pay for it.

Within less than 15 minutes, Tom was packed and ready to go. Seeing that Carrie was still there, he kissed her once again, reiterated his offer and sprinted to his car. As he drove out onto the street and heading toward the route to his parents, Tom knew that he needed to talk to someone about his dad's accident and his fears for him; something that he couldn't at this point, do with Carrie. Though it was late and he knew that he shouldn't phone while driving, Tom picked up his phone and tapped in Sue's number.

Matt
Matt's fucking of Sue and her response to him was exhilarating. But then, it always was. Beyond sex, he liked Sue and he presumed that she liked him as well. But, it didn't go beyond that, and that - along with the fact that he was married - gnawed at Matt. The damn sex, being as good as it was, kept him from stopping the whole thing. His mind began to swirl as Sue wrapped it up.

It’s been really good Matt but all good things……

Sue had spoken for him as though she could read his mind. He looked up at her and, surprisingly with a small tear in his eye, said "Yes, Sue, you have spoken wisely."

 

[YoungBusty]

Sue takes the call from Tom. It had now been several days since her last meeting with Matt. In the main it was a relief that they had both chosen to put a halt to their physical relationship but during nights like these it made her feel lonely, he was a loss. She is moving forward though, she has a profile put together and a monthly subscription paid on joining a well-known dating site. She has been honest, there is really nothing in her past of which she is ashamed or which should be seen to her detriment. OK she has had a failed marriage but she was now free with a good career and much life in front of her.

“Oh Tom, I am so sorry, I hope he soon recovers. So good of you to go up there. He is lucky to have somebody like you around to help him through this. Of course I will.”

With Tom travelling the conversation is understandably brief but Sue tries to offer comfort, understanding and assistance. She agrees to call round at his flat to check all is ok and keep an eye on it for him. She is told of the neighbours and who to contact.

In all the confusion and wanting to clear her own mind that all is OK and given her busy morning coming up, Sue jumps in her car to drive the few miles to Tom’s flat. She calls on a neighbour for a key only to find Carrie there in her underwear, covering up with her clothes in some embarrassment.

“Hi I am Sue, sorry, I am not understanding. Tom explained why he had to go and asked me to look after things for him whilst he was away, he said he had to leave in a hurry, I didn’t expect….”

“No of course, I’m Carrie and he said I could stay the night and I thought why not, I’ve got my mother looking after my kid”

“Yes okay right”

Sue doesn’t want to worry Tom, yet on the other hand doesn’t want to leave Carrie here on her own so decides to stay, at least for a bit.

“Let’s open a bottle shall we?” says Carrie as she mooches around the kitchen.

“Good idea Carrie”

It is clear that both girls are unfamiliar to the flat and both welcome each other’s company. Sue explains how she has just broken up with Matt and Carrie says that she has just started going out with Tom. Time passes quickly until Sue looks at her watch saying “bit late now and I don’t really want to drive on all this alcohol”

“Sure stay with me, but there’s only this one bed, big enough for both of us isn’t it?”

Left with the option of the sofa or sharing the bed, Sue plumps for the bed. She feels rather better seeing that it has not been slept in and responds “Sure it is” but with some misgivings. She likes her privacy and sharing with a stranger in a strange bed is not what she would wish for.

Sue is a little taken aback by how Carrie rather flaunts her body or at least makes no attempts to cover up. Whilst Sue has to admit Carrie has everything in the right places it seems a little unusual to be like that in front of a relative stranger. It makes her feel a bit uncomfortable in her own ways of covering up where she can. The two girls are still on good form though chatting away as they hit the bed naked, given their absence of nightclothes. Their talk under the covers turns to silence as they become sleepy with Sue moving onto her side on her left shoulder. In her half sleep she feels an arm come over, feeling her tummy and then going higher, she lifts her own arm giving Carrie access to her breasts.

“Let’s cuddle up” whispers Carrie as her hand gently fondles.

“Mmm yes” responds Sue as her bottom rubs into Carrie’s lower stomach taking comfort from the togetherness.

Sue enjoys the feel of Carrie’s hand as it begins to wander down over her stomach and lower. Her hand stays lower gently touching and tempting Sue. Carrie whispers and Sue goes onto her back, lifting her knees and parting her thighs. Sue sighs as she feels Carrie’s fingers, gentle fingers as they move to please. Carrie is practised in her actions and Sue soon gives out a long sigh, her knees clenching before she moves back onto her left side. This time Carrie’s hand just holds Sue’s heavy breast as both girls drift off to sleep, together.

It is morning and Sue looks over to Carrie’s side of the bed. She is not there, she has gone but has left a little note on the dining table. ‘It is really nice to have met you Sue. Let’s have another drink sometime Carrie xxxx.’ Carrie leaves her phone number. She feels a little bad that she did not give to Carrie last night, but it was such a surprise and a shock what Carrie did. She knows she owes her a meeting and is rather disappointed that she has gone already.

Sue texts Tom “All now well at the flat. Is there anything more I can do? Would it help for me to come up and be with you? Do let me know how your dad is please? Now off to work. Take great care, thinking of you, Sue xx”