1stTimeTreat
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Okay, ladies & gents, I've written lots but never posted any of my stories. But, my super sexy friend Russ and I worked together on this little one, and just wanted to try posting a "short" for the first time. Please let us know what you think. I personally think it would be better if I could talk him into doing a photo shot with me to go along with the story... what do you all think?
Many kisses,
Treat
After the Rain, by Treat & Russ (booth22)
The rain was cascading down now, make visibility almost impossible. But he didn't care, as he sat in his living room, cold beer in one hand, the Maryland basketball game on the tube. The phone rang, and he hesitated for a moment, not wanting to interrupt his viewing pleasure. But he didn't have it in him not to answer... "Damn" he thought.
"Hello?" he said, not taking his eyes off the action.
"Russ? It's me... I'm sorry, I know it's late.....but can I stop by for a moment?"
He was taken off guard. He knew the voice instantly. They had been friends for several years. Friends in a "lets go have coffee and chat" kind of way. Friends in a "lets tease each other via hot steamy emails" kind of way. But she had never been to his place. He was surprised by her request, but he sensed an urgency in her voice.
"Um, yeah, sure Babe...
everything okay?" he questioned.
"Not really. I'll be there in a few". The phone went dead.
Chugging back the rest of the beer, he hung up the reciever and tidied up the place a bit. The action on the tube was taking a turn for the worst. It was the last few moments of the game, and the Terps were so far behind that he knew they would never catch up. "Damn" he thought again.
As if timed perfectly, the buzzer sounded the end of the game, and he heard the soft rasp on the door. His dog began to bark. "It's okay", he patted the dogs head as he walked over to open the door. And there she was, standing before him, soaked through.
"Hey, hey... c'mon in. Look at you, your soaked!" he said. He knew her well enough to know by her expression that she was upset, something was wrong. He was still shocked that she was there....
"I'm sorry for
barging in like this, Russ... I didn't know where else to go."
"It's okay," he said. "We've gotta get you dried off. Are you okay?" Guiding her into the bathroom, he handed her a fresh towel. "Why don't you jump in the shower and I'll throw your clothes in the dryer. I'll bring you in something to put on while your clothes dry".
She had already begun taking off her clothes, methodically. "Thanks Russ", she said, handing him her shirt and pants, stepping into the shower with her bra and panties on. He was immediately hard, seeing her wet body in the lacey undergarments. She handed him out her bra and panties, and he carried them to his dryer, leaving her to the warm water. As he carried her clothes, he could smell her perfume on them, and her musky odor, which only managed to arouse him even more.
He came back, knocking on the door, stepping into the
steamy room. "So what's going on? I mean, I'm happy as hell to have you standing two feet away from me, nude...but what's going on? You okay?"
She stuck her head of the shower. "I can't talk about it right now. Thanks for being such a good friend, though. I just need a little time. And can I bother you for a cold beer?" She smiled that smile that made him melt a little inside. "Sure" he said, and headed for the kitchen.
They had been "writing buddies" for a long time, exchanging stories, chatting online. It eventually blossomed into a great friendship, for they shared so much in common. But despite the similarities, they were worlds apart. She was married, he was single. That didn't stop him from wanting to fuck her.... He wondered what it would be like. Was she as wild in the bedroom as the characters in her stories? They had never crossed the line, as much
has he wanted to, and as much as he suspected that she wanted to. There was so much chemistry there, but she stayed committed to her marriage. What the hell could be going on with her tonight?
He walked back in and slid his hand between the curtain and the wall, offering up the cold beer. She took it and drank it down, fast. The room was steamy hot. "Russ... remember that story we wrote like a year ago? About the gym, and the bathroom..."
He smiled. "Yeah, of course I do". His mind began racing with thoughts of that one. That was one of their better stories. On nights when he was alone, he could still conjure up images form that story and cum in no time flat.
She stuck her hand out of the shower, and drew back the curtain, smiling. She stood before him, naked, the hot water pouring down, cascading around her breasts, dripping off of her blonde pubic
hair. His mouth must have been hanging open, he was quite shocked at her behavior. As much as he had wanted this, it was quite unexpected. "C'mere" she said.
He didn't take her eyes off of her as he quickly disrobed, and stepped into the hot stream of water. She put her hands to his soft lips... and then hugged him tight. It felt so good, holding her soft body against his. He didn't know what to say, what was going on in her mind, why this was happening. But at that moment, it didn't seem to matter. He lifted her chin up so they were looking into each other's eyes. "What's this about?" he asked, not really sure if he wanted to know. "Kiss me, Russ.." and he knew by the pleading look in her eyes that she just needed to be lost in him in that moment.
The stood in the shower for many long moments, kissing tenderly at first, letting their hands explore each other's
bodies. She was the first to grab the soap, and lathered him up, taking special care to massage his hard cock and his sculpted ass. She had him stand spread eagle, hands against the wall, and she lathered his back, massaging it deeply. And he, in turn, did the same for her. The kissing resumed, only this time, there was more urgency in the kisses... he pulled her closer, liking the feel of her wet breasts against his chest....
She pulled his head back and looked him in the eyes. The sad look that was there earlier was gone... "Make love to me, Russ..." she said, and closed her eyes and kissed him deeply... They stepped out of the shower, him taking her by the hand, and he guided her into the bedroom. The sound of the rain still pounding against the windows made her heart race even faster....
It was all happening so fast, but with such an unexpected turn of events the situation was characterized by a slow motion quality...as if time stood still. Struggling with how surreal it felt, but moving in a mechanical rhythm to match hers, both of them had clearly imagined this moment countless times alone in their respective beds. The only thing that would help make sense of this unexpected, but welcomed, behavior would be her opening up and explaining what led to this decision. Although he found her to have unparalleled written communication skills, he knew surprisingly little about her personal life. But whatever it was that she meant to share would come later. They had slipped beyond that point and clearly this was a time to get lost in the physicality of the moment.
Walking together to his bed, he pulled down the
comforter and sheets, allowing her to gracefully lay on her back. He slid in next to her, pulling up the covers to provide the warmth she craved after spending an hour in soaking wet clothes. He noticed the puffiness around her eyes, and was intensely aware that although this was a time when she was emotionally vulnerable, she was also an adult capable of meeting her own needs in whatever manner she so chose.....and she needed him now, close, inside of her.
Laying on top of her, he plants soft kisses on her eyes and forehead, then slowly kisses down her neck and hears her begin to moan..feeling her instinctively spreading her legs. Breaking the kiss, he pulls away and gets to his knees. He's wanted to taste that gorgeous pussy for over a year, and that it was spread before him, inches from his face, was an opportunity he could NOT pass up! Face
pressed against her puffy lips, he pauses to relish her smell. Knowing how badly she needs him inside of her he grants himself only a moment of lustful pleasure kissing, licking and sucking her swollen lips before sliding back up to feel her hungry tongue cleaning his soaked face. While locked in the kind of kiss that only two people who experience intense chemistry can share, she feels the tip of his swollen cock separate the folds of her pussy.....then wraps her legs around him, lifts her ass off the bed, and pulls him in all the way...feeling his balls nestle gently against her sensitive ass......
A groan escaped her lips. She had imagined this moment a thousand times in the past, what it would feel like to have him inside of her. She was lost in sensation at the moment; the weight of his body on top of her, the smell of his hair, the beer on his breath, the
way his cock filled her completely. He began to pull and and thrust, and each time, she felt her pussy stretch and the feeling was exhilarating. It had been too long since she had felt this way. He raised up off of her, and pulled out, and ran his his cock head up and down to tease her swollen clit, and then thrusted deeply into her again. She was so wet, so ready, so hungry for this. After teasing her for a few more moments, he rolled off of her, and pulled her on top of him.
She straddled him for a moment and just stared at him, smiling. "Thank you" she said.
"Thank you for what? For this?" he laughed, tickling her pussy. "God, I should be thanking you".
"No, thank you for just being you. Thank you for being my friend. And thank you for not asking any questions."
He started to open his mouth to talk, but she quickly leaned down and cover his mouth with kisses. As she did so, he felt her rise up off of him, and settle on his stiff member. As she slid down his pole, she sat up and moaned, head thrown back. It excited him the way she completely abandonned herself to the pure pleasure of sex. He loved the way her breasts looked, her erect nipples. He took them between his thumbs and started to roll them, much to her obvious pleasure. She started to ride him now, her hands on his stomach, her defined thighs straddling him. He lay there watching her, seeing her delight in the pleasure of riding his cock. She began bouncing up and down wildy, again biting her lower lip, and he knew she was getting close.
He grabbed her ass and began thrusting harder, and deeper. Abruptly, she rose higher and his hard, slick cock popped out. She leaned forward and kissed him again... passionately. She rolled onto her back, and he positioned himself again between her thighs as she wasted no time wrapping her legs around him and pulling her self onto his throbbing cock. He was on his knees now, and grabbed her around the waist, sensing her urgency. She bit her bottom lip as he began pounding her, his balls slapping against her ass. "Oh..Oh.. God....Russ..." she cried out..
"Cum for me" he said, matching her thrusts. He was fucking her hard now, hard and deep, giving her everything he had, everything she needed. And then she exploded, bucking wildly, her pussy grabbing him and squeezing him tightly, rhythmically. "Oh God" she cried out again...and then, it was his turn. He felt a hot load ready to
squirt and he released it into her soaked pussy, continuing to pound into her intently. She looked up to see the strained face he was making,and she started to giggle.
"What?" he said, falling into her arms. He kissed her, and they both laughed, as she shook her head. She nuzzled against him, and they lay there basking in the warm ripples of pleasure that continued to course through their bodies.
She stroked his hair,smiling up at him. "You are an amazing lover," she said. "Everything I imagined, and more". He just smiled, as he drifted off to sleep, listening to the rain softly tap, tap, tapping on his window.
See what you’re getting into…before you go there
Many kisses,
Treat
After the Rain, by Treat & Russ (booth22)
The rain was cascading down now, make visibility almost impossible. But he didn't care, as he sat in his living room, cold beer in one hand, the Maryland basketball game on the tube. The phone rang, and he hesitated for a moment, not wanting to interrupt his viewing pleasure. But he didn't have it in him not to answer... "Damn" he thought.
"Hello?" he said, not taking his eyes off the action.
"Russ? It's me... I'm sorry, I know it's late.....but can I stop by for a moment?"
He was taken off guard. He knew the voice instantly. They had been friends for several years. Friends in a "lets go have coffee and chat" kind of way. Friends in a "lets tease each other via hot steamy emails" kind of way. But she had never been to his place. He was surprised by her request, but he sensed an urgency in her voice.
"Um, yeah, sure Babe...
everything okay?" he questioned.
"Not really. I'll be there in a few". The phone went dead.
Chugging back the rest of the beer, he hung up the reciever and tidied up the place a bit. The action on the tube was taking a turn for the worst. It was the last few moments of the game, and the Terps were so far behind that he knew they would never catch up. "Damn" he thought again.
As if timed perfectly, the buzzer sounded the end of the game, and he heard the soft rasp on the door. His dog began to bark. "It's okay", he patted the dogs head as he walked over to open the door. And there she was, standing before him, soaked through.
"Hey, hey... c'mon in. Look at you, your soaked!" he said. He knew her well enough to know by her expression that she was upset, something was wrong. He was still shocked that she was there....
"I'm sorry for
barging in like this, Russ... I didn't know where else to go."
"It's okay," he said. "We've gotta get you dried off. Are you okay?" Guiding her into the bathroom, he handed her a fresh towel. "Why don't you jump in the shower and I'll throw your clothes in the dryer. I'll bring you in something to put on while your clothes dry".
She had already begun taking off her clothes, methodically. "Thanks Russ", she said, handing him her shirt and pants, stepping into the shower with her bra and panties on. He was immediately hard, seeing her wet body in the lacey undergarments. She handed him out her bra and panties, and he carried them to his dryer, leaving her to the warm water. As he carried her clothes, he could smell her perfume on them, and her musky odor, which only managed to arouse him even more.
He came back, knocking on the door, stepping into the
steamy room. "So what's going on? I mean, I'm happy as hell to have you standing two feet away from me, nude...but what's going on? You okay?"
She stuck her head of the shower. "I can't talk about it right now. Thanks for being such a good friend, though. I just need a little time. And can I bother you for a cold beer?" She smiled that smile that made him melt a little inside. "Sure" he said, and headed for the kitchen.
They had been "writing buddies" for a long time, exchanging stories, chatting online. It eventually blossomed into a great friendship, for they shared so much in common. But despite the similarities, they were worlds apart. She was married, he was single. That didn't stop him from wanting to fuck her.... He wondered what it would be like. Was she as wild in the bedroom as the characters in her stories? They had never crossed the line, as much
has he wanted to, and as much as he suspected that she wanted to. There was so much chemistry there, but she stayed committed to her marriage. What the hell could be going on with her tonight?
He walked back in and slid his hand between the curtain and the wall, offering up the cold beer. She took it and drank it down, fast. The room was steamy hot. "Russ... remember that story we wrote like a year ago? About the gym, and the bathroom..."
He smiled. "Yeah, of course I do". His mind began racing with thoughts of that one. That was one of their better stories. On nights when he was alone, he could still conjure up images form that story and cum in no time flat.
She stuck her hand out of the shower, and drew back the curtain, smiling. She stood before him, naked, the hot water pouring down, cascading around her breasts, dripping off of her blonde pubic
hair. His mouth must have been hanging open, he was quite shocked at her behavior. As much as he had wanted this, it was quite unexpected. "C'mere" she said.
He didn't take her eyes off of her as he quickly disrobed, and stepped into the hot stream of water. She put her hands to his soft lips... and then hugged him tight. It felt so good, holding her soft body against his. He didn't know what to say, what was going on in her mind, why this was happening. But at that moment, it didn't seem to matter. He lifted her chin up so they were looking into each other's eyes. "What's this about?" he asked, not really sure if he wanted to know. "Kiss me, Russ.." and he knew by the pleading look in her eyes that she just needed to be lost in him in that moment.
The stood in the shower for many long moments, kissing tenderly at first, letting their hands explore each other's
bodies. She was the first to grab the soap, and lathered him up, taking special care to massage his hard cock and his sculpted ass. She had him stand spread eagle, hands against the wall, and she lathered his back, massaging it deeply. And he, in turn, did the same for her. The kissing resumed, only this time, there was more urgency in the kisses... he pulled her closer, liking the feel of her wet breasts against his chest....
She pulled his head back and looked him in the eyes. The sad look that was there earlier was gone... "Make love to me, Russ..." she said, and closed her eyes and kissed him deeply... They stepped out of the shower, him taking her by the hand, and he guided her into the bedroom. The sound of the rain still pounding against the windows made her heart race even faster....
It was all happening so fast, but with such an unexpected turn of events the situation was characterized by a slow motion quality...as if time stood still. Struggling with how surreal it felt, but moving in a mechanical rhythm to match hers, both of them had clearly imagined this moment countless times alone in their respective beds. The only thing that would help make sense of this unexpected, but welcomed, behavior would be her opening up and explaining what led to this decision. Although he found her to have unparalleled written communication skills, he knew surprisingly little about her personal life. But whatever it was that she meant to share would come later. They had slipped beyond that point and clearly this was a time to get lost in the physicality of the moment.
Walking together to his bed, he pulled down the
comforter and sheets, allowing her to gracefully lay on her back. He slid in next to her, pulling up the covers to provide the warmth she craved after spending an hour in soaking wet clothes. He noticed the puffiness around her eyes, and was intensely aware that although this was a time when she was emotionally vulnerable, she was also an adult capable of meeting her own needs in whatever manner she so chose.....and she needed him now, close, inside of her.
Laying on top of her, he plants soft kisses on her eyes and forehead, then slowly kisses down her neck and hears her begin to moan..feeling her instinctively spreading her legs. Breaking the kiss, he pulls away and gets to his knees. He's wanted to taste that gorgeous pussy for over a year, and that it was spread before him, inches from his face, was an opportunity he could NOT pass up! Face
pressed against her puffy lips, he pauses to relish her smell. Knowing how badly she needs him inside of her he grants himself only a moment of lustful pleasure kissing, licking and sucking her swollen lips before sliding back up to feel her hungry tongue cleaning his soaked face. While locked in the kind of kiss that only two people who experience intense chemistry can share, she feels the tip of his swollen cock separate the folds of her pussy.....then wraps her legs around him, lifts her ass off the bed, and pulls him in all the way...feeling his balls nestle gently against her sensitive ass......
A groan escaped her lips. She had imagined this moment a thousand times in the past, what it would feel like to have him inside of her. She was lost in sensation at the moment; the weight of his body on top of her, the smell of his hair, the beer on his breath, the
way his cock filled her completely. He began to pull and and thrust, and each time, she felt her pussy stretch and the feeling was exhilarating. It had been too long since she had felt this way. He raised up off of her, and pulled out, and ran his his cock head up and down to tease her swollen clit, and then thrusted deeply into her again. She was so wet, so ready, so hungry for this. After teasing her for a few more moments, he rolled off of her, and pulled her on top of him.
She straddled him for a moment and just stared at him, smiling. "Thank you" she said.
"Thank you for what? For this?" he laughed, tickling her pussy. "God, I should be thanking you".
"No, thank you for just being you. Thank you for being my friend. And thank you for not asking any questions."
He started to open his mouth to talk, but she quickly leaned down and cover his mouth with kisses. As she did so, he felt her rise up off of him, and settle on his stiff member. As she slid down his pole, she sat up and moaned, head thrown back. It excited him the way she completely abandonned herself to the pure pleasure of sex. He loved the way her breasts looked, her erect nipples. He took them between his thumbs and started to roll them, much to her obvious pleasure. She started to ride him now, her hands on his stomach, her defined thighs straddling him. He lay there watching her, seeing her delight in the pleasure of riding his cock. She began bouncing up and down wildy, again biting her lower lip, and he knew she was getting close.
He grabbed her ass and began thrusting harder, and deeper. Abruptly, she rose higher and his hard, slick cock popped out. She leaned forward and kissed him again... passionately. She rolled onto her back, and he positioned himself again between her thighs as she wasted no time wrapping her legs around him and pulling her self onto his throbbing cock. He was on his knees now, and grabbed her around the waist, sensing her urgency. She bit her bottom lip as he began pounding her, his balls slapping against her ass. "Oh..Oh.. God....Russ..." she cried out..
"Cum for me" he said, matching her thrusts. He was fucking her hard now, hard and deep, giving her everything he had, everything she needed. And then she exploded, bucking wildly, her pussy grabbing him and squeezing him tightly, rhythmically. "Oh God" she cried out again...and then, it was his turn. He felt a hot load ready to
squirt and he released it into her soaked pussy, continuing to pound into her intently. She looked up to see the strained face he was making,and she started to giggle.
"What?" he said, falling into her arms. He kissed her, and they both laughed, as she shook her head. She nuzzled against him, and they lay there basking in the warm ripples of pleasure that continued to course through their bodies.
She stroked his hair,smiling up at him. "You are an amazing lover," she said. "Everything I imagined, and more". He just smiled, as he drifted off to sleep, listening to the rain softly tap, tap, tapping on his window.
See what you’re getting into…before you go there
