Reading Erotica
By:lusty1
February 20, 2007
(AUTHORS NOTE: I have posted a follow-up chapter to this in "LESBIAN STORIES". It is titled:"
Poolside Romp )
When my brother, Michael, was asked to go to New York and setup, then implement, his companies newest program for market research and client/provider mapping, he immediately gave me a call. He wanted to take Sarah, his wife, with him, but needed someone to take care of the house, their houseplants and the "kids"- their two miniature poodles.He asked me, knowing that I missed being in Tacoma, and because I was the only one in the family that wasn't working.
He and Sarah have a nice place in Lakewood. After Scott and Janine had graduated and moved out on their own, they couldn't stand the emptiness of the huge Victorian house they had in Vancouver while the kids were growing up.They found this place in Lakewood while visiting friends in Tacoma, and made an offer on it that very same day. The people were motivated to sell, and quickly accepted their offer. Michael and Sarah were moved into the place by the end of the same month!
Their house was nice- a bit over the top decorating-wise, but that was Sarah's forte. I preferred simple furnishings-casual and comfortable- to the 18th century antiques that were the signature of their lifestyle. Other than the furniture, the house was all I could ever want. Three large bedrooms and 3 1/2 baths, kitchen,dining room, den, game room, library/office and an indoor pool with a hot tub and sauna room. Also, if you stepped outside, you were treated to a view of Mt Rainier that would take your breath away!
. I liked staying at their place because it gave me a chance to go visit friends that I had when I was living in Tacoma as well as a chance to do some shopping in a town with more than just one store!Also, I had recently made the acquaintance of a handsome gentleman that lived veyry close by . (Yes, that would be YOU!) Besides, their house had everything you could ever want in a home. As soon as he asked if I would do this favor for him, I jumped at the chance. I hung up the phone with Mike and immediately wrote an e-mail telling you when I was coming, about how long I would be in your area and how much I hoped we would be able to see each other at least once while I was there.
After sending the message, I started making plans. I called and made a date to have dinner with my friend, Steve, and his new wife. Then I called one of my oldest friends, Val, to see if she might have time to hit a few of our favorite stores. She was excited that I was coming to visit and said she'd love to go do some shopping with me. I was excited to be getting out of town, but I'd feel even better once I heard from you so I would know if we'd get the chance to spend some quality, one-on-one time together while I was there.
I got your e-mail the next morning, saying that you couldn't make any promises, but since I'd be there for 4 or 5 days, chances were pretty good that we could steal at least an hour or two (and hopefully even longer!) together. I couldn't remember when I'd been this happy or looked forward to anything like I was this trip!
After what seemed like a lifetime, the day finally arrived. I drove up first thing in the morning so Mike and Sarah could fill me in on the routine before they had to catch their plane. I seriously debated about seeing their plane off from the airport (since that IS where you work!), but in the end, decided that it would be too hard to see you, but not be able to do anything about it. Instead, hoping you would see the message while still at work,I sent off an e-mail that simply said, "Call me when you get the chance" followed by my brothers phone number.
About 45 minutes later, I was grabbing myself a soda when the phone rang. I answered the phone without a second thought, "Johnson residence", I said into the receiver. My heart skipped a beat when a sexy voice on the line said, "Is Linda Martinez there?"
Knowing it was you (no one else had the number or knew I was there!) I answered back, "That all depends on who this is and what you might want her for,"
With a chuckle , you asked me how I was, how the trip over had been. We exchanged small inconsequential banter for a few minutes and then I finally got up the nerve to ask the question that was foremost in my mind. "Will I be able to see you while I'm here? I know it's hard for you to get away, but I really would LOVE to see you...among other things..." I held my breath and prayed for a positive reply.
"You know I would love to spend some time with you, Linda", you began. My heart fell to my feet. It didn't sound too promising.
You then continued, "and I WILL find a way to see you and spend a few hours with you." I almost jumped for joy and my heart was pounding so loudly in my ears, I almost didn't hear you finish with, "It may not be as much time as we'd like, but ANY time we get to spend together is always amazing."
Sometimes I forget just how much we are alike-our thinking, the ways we express ourselves and how we can MAKE things work to our advantage if we REALLY put our minds to it. We made no plans other than for you to e-mail me later in the day. I had a very positive feeling when we hung up the phone, even though nothing had really been settled.
I puttered around the house, fed the dogs and then went for a swim. I got out of the pool and dried off, thinking to check my story status at Lit. I was kind of bored, so I pulled up the story section and I began reading. The stories on Literotica are how I joined the forum and started contributing stories there in the first place! I'd much rather READ a story and let my mind provide the visual images, than to watch a porn movie anytime. Also, if it wasn't Lit. and its' in-house messaging, you would have never sent me that P/M about my story, meaning we would have never met! Thank you, Literotica!!
I actually like to read the stories at Literotica more than any other site I've found. The stories are better edited and they are much smoother reads. I was reading a few stories from my favorite categories-toys and masturbation, erotic couplings. first time, mature love and even a few "father/daughter" stories from the incest section. (Once I had been asked "how" I could read the incest stories. The person thought it was terrible, until I explained that I DIDN'T look at the stories LITERALLY...I didn't picture a REAL father and his daughter having sex, but rather a COUPLE having sex where she was just calling him "daddy". Sometimes the sexual tone and heat of a father/daughter story can be so intense that, without even realizing it, I'll be fingering myself and just about to cum!). About and hour (and 2 orgasms!) later, I was startled back to reality by the doorbell. "Damn!" I thought to myself, "I was just about to cum!" As I walked to the front door, I was wondering if the person would be able to smell the sexual arousal on me. As I opened the door and you came into view, my first thought was,"IF I'm LUCKY, he'll be able to smell my arousal!"
Even as I was asking you how you had gotten my brothers address, you pulled me to you in a tight embrace. Already aroused by the stories I'd been reading, my body reacted to you as if it had been years since we'd last held each other. Holding my body tightly to yours, you began kissing my sensitive neck, throat and started down the sensitive terrain of my chest.
Stopping for just a split second, you answered, "I'm NOT stupid ,Linda! Your brothers number is in the book!" With this said, you covered my lips with yours and kissed me deeply and with a passion I'd never known. I was so glad you were here, far too excited to do anything other than return your hungry kisses and press my body the full length of yours
Finally, I got my brain back in gear and invited you inside. I closed the door behind us and led you to the den.The computer was still on and open to a story at Lit. I was reading about a couple who had met on-line and started to correspond, much like you and I. The story was different than ours though-the couple in the pages had no wife and no boyfriend. They were free to be together, unlike you and I.
You looked at me with a twinkle in your eye, "What kind of mischief have you been up to, :Linda? Reading sexy stories, huh? And what else have you been doing, if I might ask?" you queried in a knowing tone of voice.
"Who? Me?" I replied, trying to look innocent while keeping a straight face, as well.
"YOU know quite well what I've been doing, How many stories have you written for me, hoping to inspire just that very response, Ron?"
Coming to me and looking into my eyes, I knew any sense of modesty had just flown out the door. You kissed me again and your finger slid into the leg of my shorts. As always , you found my hairless pussy unencumbered by panties. The moist heat radiating from my recently self-pleasured box drew your hand to my center. Seperating the slick lips of my labia, your finger found it's goal. You danced just the tip of it across my hard, engorged clit- coaxing an immediate moan from my lips. Feeling your hand tremble with excitement from the discovery you had made, I was emboldened and reached out to you as well.
At first I just stroked your cock through the trappings of your pants, but as you quickly grew hard, I knew that you needed more. Deftly, I undid your fly and set free the object of my lust. Springing free of its' entrapment, your cock called out to me. I heard it speak my name as my hand tightened around your shaft. Sighing with desire, you let your head fall back and you allowed yourself to be surrounded by the desire building inside.
I led you to the room where I would be sleeping and eased you down onto the bed. With one swift movement, I pulled your pants down to your knees,in seconds your shirt, too was gone and you were naked underneath me. I wanted you so badly that I never even took the time to remove my own clothing. Your rock hard cock gained enterance to my smoldering sex through the leg of my shorts, the same as your hand had only moments earlier.
Tossing my leg leg over you, and it came to rest at your side. Sitting astride yo,. ready to bury the length of you thick shaft inside my wanting pussy, I teased you just a little by sliding the tip of your erection over my sopping nether lips. Able to wait no longer, I straightened my knees just a little and then slowly inched my way down your cock until you were buried balls deep within my tunnel.
"Oh... " was all you had time to say before, I once again, covered your lips in a passionate kiss. I began a slow, steady rise and fall on your cock, sliding up and down, up and down, faster and faster until my motions became a blur. I was moaning and calling out your name as my pleasure ever increased, "Oh, Ron! Oh....I....", and then you knew I had gone beyond my ability to vocalize...my words were merely noise.
My insistent arousal had worked its' charms on your body, as well as on my own.The raging hard-on you developed almost the second I had opened the door was now reaching it's peak. As I moved my body in ecstasy, your body responded in kind. Just as you went to tell me that you were going to cum, my pussy was wracked with the contractions of an intense orgasm. As you pumped stream after thick, hot stream of fiery cum into my throbbing pussy, my body, in turn, produced the strongest pussy contractions that you had ever felt. Each time my tunnel pulsed or throbbed, your cock was squeezed and milked of its' liquid seed. A full minute and a half passed before the culmination of our lustful coupling had passed.
I was still astride you when I finally opened my eyes. I looked down at you, a broad smile upon my lips, "Oh, by the way...," I teased, "would you like a cup of coffee, or do you have that much time?"
Hybrid Mode
