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1977… the year Skynyrd crashed, Star Wars came out, and I had a 9th grade math teacher named Mrs. Lambfinger. Horrible name, I know, and it was that much worse that her first name was Pamela and sort of rhymed (Pamela Ramyerfinger), though I only thought of her as Mrs. Lambfinger.

No. Not quite true. I thought of her in many different ways. I sometimes thought of her unbuttoning her top for me, button by button, to reveal– well, I’m not sure now how my fantasies played out, since they had no basis in reality with any girl at that point, of course. I knew nothing about how girls really behaved when you were about to have sex with them, I didn’t know if everyone but me was having it or no one was, but I did know one thing. Mrs. Lambfinger was hot.

She’d be talking about calculating radiuses and angles and stuff, but all I could do was look at her in her peach-colored, pyjama-like pantsuits, their bell bottoms swaying behind her as she strode from one end of the chalkboard to the other, and contemplate the glorious reality underneath it all.

What was it that I found so entrancing about her? The girls my age were gawky, bony, skinny faces and big lips sticking out, boobs stuck to them like tennis balls glued on a board. Mrs. Lambfinger was… ripe. A fully ripened woman in her 20s (which seemed so mature to me then), lips broad and sensual, blue eyes sensitive and knowing, straight blonde hair cascading down to her arms. Her breasts ample underneath their peach polyester prison, her hips wide and womanly and topped by little love handles, her thighs pneumatic, stretching the artificial fiber to its tensile limits, forming a pair of perfect smooth ovoids in which flesh and polyester seemed to have come together as one.

Or on a sunnier spring day, she might go all hippie chick, loose peasanty blouse under which those big handfuls of breast swayed back and forth loosely, jeans stretching around a round, squishy butt, little toes peeking out of brown sandals, inviting you to imagine the flesh that continued underneath the clothing. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t fat, she was simply filled out, squeezable, plenty to hold onto. She was a woman, not a girl, hear her roar (as a song of the day had it), and day after day, night after night, her shape filled my dreams.

And then the year ended. I got a B+. Considering how little I was paying attention to math, that was probably pretty good.

* * *

College. Elvis Costello and Violent Femmes, My Dinner With Andre when we were being sophisticated (which is not to say we didn’t all race to see Empire and Jedi, of course).

I graduated in ’86 and got a job in technology for a big paper company. The job was a little on the boring side– what first job isn’t– but all in all this was a good time, young, money to spend, skinny ties and new wave to dance to.

One perk was getting to go to a convention in Dallas– travel and fancy dinners on the company dime, hurray– as one of about a dozen people from all over the company. I didn’t know any of them.

We met up in the lounge of the Westin to get our credentials and meet each other, and it was then that one of the women, a tall, somewhat well-padded but still shapely blonde turned toward me, and we looked at each other for a moment, and then we stared, not believing what we saw, and then–

“Richie?”

“Rich. Mrs. Lamb…?”

“Oh, God no,” she said, laughing. “Call me Pam Stengaard. I haven’t been Mrs. Lambfinger for three or four years, thank God.”

“You two know each other?” one of the men asked.

“You won’t believe it, it’s totally embarassing,” she said, but she wasn’t embarassed, she just found it funny, as she explained to him escort güngören how we knew each other.

She was more rounded out than she had been then, broader across the hips, even bigger breasts, a little rounder and fuller face. But she still had the easygoing, relaxed earth-mother confidence that I’d responded to years before, and even if she was now starting to look a little– not fat, but big– I still found her sensual and ripe, and not just for nostalgia’s sake. That is, I had these thoughts, but quickly put them away, as being purely of academic interest.

We went to dinner in a large group but I barely had a chance to speak to her and it was mostly boring business talk all evening. The next day we were too busy talking to customers on the floor to catch up, either, but finally that evening I caught her and invited her to dinner. She said dinner was already spoken for but she would be happy to join me for a drink beforehand.

When she came down to the bar she was in a black cocktail dress which followed her curves unabashedly, and showed off a little cleavage to boot. The relatively short blonde hair and the sparkling earrings were quite a contrast to my 70s memories of her, but if my 15-year-old self had been there, he’d still have knocked over the table when his wood hit it at high speed.

“Glad you don’t mind being seen with an older woman,” she said as I handed her a glass of chablis.

“To the Westfield Titans and math class,” I toasted, clinking my class to hers. “Actually, I’m delighted. It’s really nice to see you again. As adults.”

“Adults,” she said, as if she was merely humoring me with the idea.

“I mean, not to pry, but as grownup as you seemed to me then– to the whole class– you must have been about my age now. Fresh out of school, anyway.”

“What class were you?”

“Class of ’81.”

“So you were only the second class I ever taught,” she said. “God, that was terrifying sometimes. I hope I did all right.”

“You were great,” I said. “I learned a lot.” I took another sip before the next thing I was thinking of saying; it could have ended the evening real fast. “I thought you were really hot, too,” I said.

“You were 15, you would have thought a lamppost was hot,” she said. Whew, at least she took it in good humor.

“True, but I did,” I said.

“Ah, my glory days,” she said. “You know you’re getting old when your students start turning up as your colleagues.”

We chatted a bit and then her colleague, Jerry, came to get her. I couldn’t tell if they were more than colleagues or not, probably not. I spent the evening watching pay per view and eating room service– the classic lonely guy night in a distant city. It would have been so much better with… somebody.

* * *

The next day was another long day of working the exhibit and talking to customers, and I hardly had a chance to speak to Pam again. So I was surprised, but pleasantly so, when she came up to me at the end of the day and said “I don’t have any other plans, do you want to join me for dinner?”

I hope I didn’t seem too pathetically eager to take her up on the offer.

We went to a little Mexican place recommended by one of the other exhibitors– we both laughed when we saw it, it was “romantic” in the most overdone way, strolling guitarists and red lighting and all the other atmospheric touches of a bordello. Maybe because the atmosphere was so preposterous, we soon turned to talking about ourselves a little more freely than before.

“It wasn’t anything bad,” she said, by way of explaining her divorce. “We got married so young– before we knew who we were, really. bayan escort By the time we figured it out, we were different people than the ones we’d married. But what about you? Is there somebody?”

“Not really,” I said. “I mean– I had a girlfriend in college, but I guess we’re over.”

“You guess?”

“Well, she lives in Boston–“

“Do you visit her?”

“I have once or twice. It’s hard, it’s expensive–“

“If it’s worth it to you,” she said, “you overcome those obstacles. You take the chance. Is it worth it to you?”

“I don’t know. We thought it was, but as time goes by, we just don’t seem to be able to keep it going,” I said, and as I said it I could see a kind of disappointment in me in her eyes. It was like being in class with a teacher again– I’d flunked a test. Well, who asked her to grade my life? “It sounds all romantic to say distance doesn’t matter and you’ll make it work no matter what, but life just doesn’t work out that way sometimes, I guess.”

“As we both found out,” she said, turning her gaze from me to the dessert menu.

* * *

Somehow the evening never really recovered from that point. We were cordial but there was a little sour note in the air; I’d disappointed her somehow, she’d gotten under my skin a little, and so any distant hope I had of getting into her skin faded. We said good night in the elevator and went off to our separate floors.

I had a restless night and woke up thinking about her and the things she’d said. If it’s worth it to you… you take the chance. Is it worth it to me? Goddammit, it was, I wasn’t going to let it end where last night had ended.

It was still a good two hours before the convention floor opened so I thought we could have breakfast and try to get back on a friendlier basis. I called her room but she didn’t answer. I showered and dressed quickly and then went to her room– it might be a little forward but I hoped she wouldn’t mind.

It looked dark inside from the peephole– she was probably gone already but I knocked anyway. To my surprise I saw an eye come to the peephole, and then she opened the door.

She was standing in the hotel robe which was quite small and barely wrapped around her. Under it she wore a cream-colored sheer nightgown which only went as far as her thighs; her legs were bare below that. I had to ratchet my view up from her cleavage and to her face, where her blonde hair lay tousled over one eye– it was obvious I had awakened her. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up, I thought you might want to have breakfast– I’m really sorry I–“

“I overslept,” she said, by way of stopping my flow of words. She didn’t say anything else.

It was my turn. “I thought about what you said. About if something’s worth it to you, you have to take the chance.”

She still looked at me. I couldn’t tell if she understood what I was saying or not.

I took the chance.

I put my hands around her broad hips and brought my lips to hers to kiss her. After a moment’s hesitation she kissed back, pulling me inside the room and shutting the door behind me with her bare foot.

Our tongues touched and she sucked mine inside her mouth as I undid the belt of her robe and she let it drop off her body. Now I saw her in her sheer nightgown, her nipples protruding from the material, her large round breasts barely visible in the dim light of the room.

We kissed furiously as I caressed her broad, soft ass and she unbuttoned my shirt, then ran her hands up and down my chest. I slipped my hands under her panties and kneaded her butt, pressing her crotch against the hardon in my pants as I did so. She broke our kiss and moved escort güneşli her head down to lick at my nipple while unbuckling my pants. She dropped them around my ankles and then slipped the briefs down with one hand while taking my hard cock in her hand with the other. Then she was down on her knees and looking at it, licking her lips.

A moment later her soft warm mouth was all over it, bobbing up and down the head and taking it deep in her mouth and halfway up the shaft while her other hand caressed my chest above. She pushed me over to the bed, still warm from her sleep, and had me lie back on it, and then she spread my legs apart and started licking my balls hungrily, while my cock flopped against her face, her hair brushing over it as she worked eagerly on my sack. Then she took my cock in her mouth again and pumped it hard with her hand while bobbing up and down on the head. I made noises to indicate that I was about to cum and she seemed not to mind. My toes curled, stars went around my head, I shot the first spurt in her mouth and she swallowed it quickly, then another and another and she took them in and swallowed them too.

Mrs. Lambfinger swallowed my cum. What would Corey Peterson say to that?

When I was finished throbbing and my erection was sinking, she climbed up onto the bed, pulled the nightgown over her head, and lay down next to me, her head on my chest. I put my finger under her chin and moved her lips up to mine and we kissed again, a little more calmly but no less sincerely. Now I could run my hands over her ripe, full figure, the round, heavy breasts rolling out over my chest, the soft, ample ass and thick, powerful thighs. She felt so natural and nurturing, her size, her softness, her warmth.

I moved down to suck at her nipples and rubbed my hand along the inside of her sleek thigh flesh until I reached a place warm and steamy. Just a couple of gentle strokes of her sex and it opened up and the wetness took my fingers in. She whimpered a little as my fingers went inside her and I nuzzled my way down her soft belly, rubbing my face in her thicket of fur. I pulled my fingers out and grabbed hold of her ass cheeks to open her wide. Then tongue on labia, the metallic tang of her juices as I licked my way up and down the soft folds of her pussy, kneading her ass as I dove deeper, deeper into the warm wet recesses of her slit, then pushed her back on her back to spread her ass wide and tickle the little wrinkled hole with the tip of my tongue. There was nothing I didn’t want to do with her, now that I had her and she had me.

It didn’t take long with her writhing in delight at my tongue for my cock to get hard again. Now I climbed on top of her and she took it by the root again and pointed the head straight into her pussy. I slid into her and rested atop her before pulling out again; it was a completely different experience being on top of her womanly figure rather than the skinny young girls I’d had in college. I loved plowing into her, feeling her big ass move with each thrust, nuzzling her fat round tits, stroking the soft flesh under her arms, around her hips, along her thighs and calves.

We made love like this for a good ten or fifteen minutes, feeling each other’s bodies, kissing and nuzzling and nibbling affectionately, before she started bucking back hard like she was about to cum. She rubbed her clit as I pounded into her and then with a scream she clamped her thighs around me and shook with each throbbing wave of her orgasm. Once it had subsided I ran my fingers under her ass and started thrusting hard again, and within a few strokes I too came and collapsed onto her, feeling the light mist of sweat on her chest with my face.

“We have to get dressed and go down to the hall,” she said a few moments later.

“What are you doing tonight?” I asked.

“Getting laid by you, I hope,” she said.

“So I got an A, Mrs. Lambfinger?”

“Yes, Richie, you did. And if you want to do it ever again, you’ll call me Pamela from now on.”

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None of the names are real in this story or the first one or the future ones. Thanks to Angel Love for editing assistance with this story. The next day in the morning at 6:00.

“Hello?”

“Hello my sexy lover.”

“Hi Mrs.Smith. What’s up?”

” MMM it is so hott to hear your voice.”

“Same to you and when I hear it I have a mental image of me fucking you and it is so hot that I just get an instant hard on.”

“Oh so my little buddy is up I hear. Well I am really missing you if you know what I mean so I was thinking how about you come to school a little early and help me out?”

“I would love to. Isn’t your husband going to ask why you are going early?”

“He is out of it from the bj I just gave but don’t worry it only took 2 seconds and then he shot is load over the bed and fell asleep. He doesn’t like feeding me cum or spraying it on me.”

“Well I will be there early and I will cum wherever you want me to my little slut.”

“MMmmmmm can’t wait till then. Well go to the school in about 30 minutes. See you there.”

“Alright my little slut see you escort bayrampaşa there.”

I drove to school after about 20 minutes where I get dressed. I see Mrs. Smith pull up and I walk over to her. She gets out and I get an instant hard on when I see what she is wearing. She is wearing a white shirt that in the right light you can see her breasts since she isn’t wearing a bra. She is also wearing a skirt that is really short but not to short to not be professional. There is a slit on the side that goes the whole way up with a zipper and it is unzipped all the way.

“You look amazing Mrs. Smith.”

“Why thank you John so do you honey.”

“So what do you have in mind that we do?”

“I was thinking we should take it to my office and go from there.” “Sounds great.”

We head to her room and we walk in and when we do she takes me and shoves me against the door which closes it and grabs my bulge and French kisses me.

“MMmmmm I missed that but my slut you don’t get to take control, I do.” I take her and shoving eskort against the door French her.

She rips off her shirt and her tits spring out and she takes my hands and puts them on them and has me caress and need and pinch them. She starts moaning and purring just like I like it.

“What are you doing? You won’t have a shirt to wear.”

“I have a small skimpy tank top I can wear. I thought you may like it instead.”

“I can’t wait to stare at you in class and get caught. Lots of laughs.”

“Oh don’t worry you are going to get caught believe me.”

“MMM sounds like fun.”

I start unzipping her skirt and take it off along with her wait she wasn’t wearing any panties, that naughty girl.

“You naughty girl, no panties, you need to be punished.”

I turn her around and bent her over the desk. I slap her ass a few times. She starts moaning and purring a lot and she gets really wet.

“Please fuck me now. Please do it nice and hard and fast. No need for the foreplay because I am already nice and wet.”

“Sure thing.” I pull out escort gaziosmanpaşa my dick from my pants and line up my dick with her pussy and push it in an inch and then out and keep doing that.

“Stop being such a tease and just fuck me already. I really neeeeeeed it.”

” Here you go.” I insert the whole thing in one thrust and really pound her and fast too.”

She really is moaning and purring loud so I kiss her to stop the noise.

“MMM harder, harder, faster, faster.”

I really give it to her and she finally cums all over my dick and I keep pounding her for another minute and I finally cum as she does. I pull out and she takes my cock in her mouth and cleans it off.

“MMM it tastes so good that I think I am getting addicted to it.”

I lay her back down on the desk and put my head between her legs and start licking the cum out of her pussy and the stuff on her pussy and on the desk.

“MMM that felt so good. Too bad school is going to start soon. You better go and get your things and I better get dressed. Thank you and I can’t wait till class.” She said.

“Alright my little shut I will see you in class.” I give her a little spank and a kiss and I leave and get my stuff.

More to come in the future and the fuckfest is in the next story. Please comment on this story and the past one. I really appreciate some positive feedback. Thank you for reading.

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I do not get you. One day you are Mr. Rodgers, and the next you’re a Frat boy, which is not necessarily bad.I am just not sure which one I want to fuck more. Well, it doesn’t really matter. Maybe if things go well I can pretend it is a three way…

Since you like reading and listening so much, I thought I would really delve into my favorite fantasy of late. . .

I am lounging in my lazy boy wearing a soft black button up shirt and black lace panties, my hair tousled. I am listening to Tom Jones, absent-mindedly playing with my nipple and fingering my pussy remembering the night we met and what a great fuck you were.

Then,as if in a dream,you knock on the door.

I look through the peephole and smile. After a deep breath or two,I let you in.

You look at me, smile and pull me close. I wonder if you can feel my heart pounding, as you kiss me, slow and deep. I pull away to catch my breath, and walk you to the couch. You sit down and pull me onto your lap, I cannot help but escort fındıkzade notice that you are hard, and I grin. You whisper to me “I know what you need” I whisper back “and I you.”

I lay my head against your chest, relaxed, as you run your hand from my throat to my breast, slowly tracing the outline of my breast. You’re unbuttoning my blouse, watching intently as my nipples grow hard, and shuddering under your touch, as you playfully pinch and roll my nipples. My desires grow, and I place my hand on your chest, remembering the first time we were together, exploring each other’s bodies. Yours was so strong and smooth. Hastily, I remove your shirt, as I kiss your neck and chest, licking your nipples, and then pressing myself into you.

Indeed, you do know what I want. You carry me to my bed. You lay me down gently and undress me, as I work to relieve you of your own attire. I am in awe of your body, your flawless smooth skin, and escort istanbul the most stunning cock I have ever seen. I wrap my hand around it, to kiss it and to stroke it lovingly. Wrapping my lips around the head, sucking you into my mouth, the taste is so sweet, and I look up into your eyes; I can see that you like the feeling of your cock growing harder in my mouth.

To show your appreciation, you open my legs and gently rub my clit with your tongue, sliding it in and out of my cunt until my juices begin to flow into your mouth, teasingly working your way to my asshole and back, bringing me to the brink of orgasm and keeping me there.

I think you like the way it feels on your cock when I moan, as you thrust yourself deep in my throat.

To make it just that much sweeter, you not-so-gently work two fingers deep inside me, determined to make me beg for release.

All I can think of now is having your cock inside me. “I want to fuck you,” I say as escort aksaray I push you on your back. Eagerly, I move on top and work you inside me. Your cock is so big, and it takes time, but the time is most enjoyable. I feel you opening me up, until I have all of you inside of me. I take my time, rocking back and forth, sliding my cunt up and down the length of your shaft. It is pure ecstasy, one long orgasm. I almost feel guilty.

However, it does not take long for you to take control of the situation, positioning yourself on top of me, pinning my arms by my head, driving your prick hard and deep inside me.I watch you appear and disappear between my lips, until I close my eyes, and cum in waves of ecstasy. Before I can fully recover, you position me on my belly, and whisper in my ear, “Can I put it in your ass this time?” I lift my ass and let you guide the head of your cock right where you want it. With some gentle effort, you push your cock into my ass, and reach your hand around to my pussy and finger my clit. You start slow and gentle letting me get used to the feeling. It just takes long for me to cum, and the until I feel your cock swell and explode in my ass. I guess I could go on, but I’m a little breathless and need to… Well I am sure you know!

Special thanks to StellaGrace for help in editing

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After a late night out with the girls, it feels great to sleep in. Those male strippers at the club really got your blood flowing last night and the dreams you had all night did nothing to calm you down. You lay in bed for a few minutes, then decide to get into the shower and start your day.

What has slipped your mind, however, is that the apartment maintenance man, Jim, made an appointment with you for 10am today to fix that drip in the bathroom faucet. And just as you turn on the water for your shower, he is walking up to your door.

After a few knocks, that get no answer, he lets himself in, assuming no one is home.

Meanwhile, the hot water and the hotter memories from last night have you slowly washing, or perhaps enjoying, your body. The soap covers your tits and your hands do a bit more squeezing than washing.

Jim walks down the hallway and as he approaches the bathroom, he hears the water running through the half-closed door. He is just about to call out to you, but instead, takes a peek through the door, and through the glass shower doors.

As he does, you have just put your left foot up on the ledge and your left hand is sliding down from your soapy tits, past your belly, and covering your pussy, slowly sinking your middle finger between the lips as you lean against the wall and close your eyes.

Jim cannot believe what he is seeing. After all these months of trying to get a escort beykent view of your body, sometimes even making excuses to stop by and see you, finally there you are, fondling yourself in the shower just a few feet away.

His hand is inexorably drawn to the front of his pants, squeezing his cock as it hardens inside. Without realizing it, the movements he is making to enjoy the view have pushed the hammer out of his tool belt and it falls to the wood floor with a crash.

It startles you, and you shout out, “who’s there?” Jim announces that he is there to fix the faucet, but rather than stay out in the hallway, he comes through the door as he does.

You try to cover yourself with your hands a bit, but your attention is on Jim’s right hand, which is still gripping his hard cock through his pants. Between this sight, and the memories of those strippers last night, your appetite for a hard cock has never been higher. Instinctively, you relax your arms, giving Jim a full view of your soapy wet body, much to his surprise.

You ask, “did you come to fix my sink, or would you like to try something else?”

Jim walks towards you and you grab his shirt, pulling him to yourself for a short, but passionate kiss. You then drop to your knees and yank his pants down, allowing his hard, thick cock to be exposed.

Your lips engulf it as Jim pulls his istanbul escorts clothes all the way off. Your hands reach for his balls as you take his thick cock all the way into your mouth. Jim decided that he’s all in and steps into the shower with you, allowing you to be more comfortable as you expertly suck his cock. He lifts a leg, giving you easier access to his balls, which your hands take full advantage of as you squeeze his balls gently.

His cock is now fully coated in your spit and he pulls you up from your knees, forcibly turning you around and bending you forward. This puts his cock right behind your ass and between your spit, and the soapy water already on your pussy, his cock slides in easily.

He pushes your head down as he begins to pound his cock into your pussy over and over. You brace yourself on the wall, so you don’t hit your head, and in perfect timing, continually slam your body back into his, wanting his cock as deep as it can be.

With his cock coming all the way out and slamming back in every time, your clit is getting quite the stimulation and very quickly, your knees are buckling as your orgasm overtakes your body. Your creamy cum drips down your legs and coats his cock sweetly.

When he sees it, he pulls out and drops to his knees behind you, pressing his face into your pussy for a taste. The delicious cream now coats his lips, his beard and escort rus he dives in further. His tongue pushes between your lips and finds your throbbing hole, still reeling from the orgasm it just encountered. He licks every bit of your cream, letting none of it go to waste.

You stand up and turn towards him, raising a leg on the ledge and Jim stands up, pushing his cock back inside that glorious wet hole of yours. This time, while slamming his cock inside you over and over, his hands find your beautiful tits to be the perfect handles.

He squeezes them tightly, like his very own private stress balls, sending pain and pleasure in waves through your body. He reaches a hand behind your head, grabbing your hair and pulling your face to his for a kiss that borders on violent, never missing a beat as he thrusts his cock inside you over and over.

Once again, the waves of pleasure rush all through your body as your pussy convulses around his cock in another orgasm. You prop yourself up against the wall so as not to fall. His cock is once again coated with your creamy cum and he pulls out of you and pushes you down to your knees.

“Swallow my cum” he says, which comes out as both a desire and a command. It sends shivers down your spine and your mouth quickly takes his cock in. Your fist wraps around his pole as you jerk him hard and lick and suck the tip hard. “Here it comes” he squeals and with that, his balls empty in 4 huge spurts of cum that fill your mouth and cover your face. The taste is sweet and salty at the same time and you use your finger to collect the overflow on your chin and enjoy the flavor as you suck it into your mouth.

Maybe you will have to ensure that your pipes need fixing more often.

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Hello, my darling,

I just read your Email. I was wondering when you would get around to writing back. But I know you are busy and that you would write when you could. I long to hear from you.

I am sorry to hear that you are working so hard. It sounds like you could use some of my “TLC” and “physical” therapy.

Do you know what I would love to do for you? I would love to lie next to your tired body and gently caress you. I start at your shoulders. You know how I have always thought your shoulders so sexy. As I lovingly massage the tiredness out of them, I give you little butterfly kisses on your neck. I caress down each arm and massage your fingers. I kiss and lick and suck on each finger while brushing my fingers across your breasts. I enjoy the growing hardness of your nipples as you respond to my touch.

I turn you onto your stomach and caress and massage your back. As my caresses moved escort topkapı slowly down your back, I cover it with kisses. Moving to your buttocks, I squeeze each cheek. I know how you always like that so much. I make my way across your cheeks, kissing and licking as I give attention to each. I begin massaging your legs while kissing and licking between your cheeks. Knowing how it arouses you, I press my tongue against your sweet anus. As your muscles relax, I enter you there with my tongue, and with a circular motion, reach as far as I can, I enjoy your moans of pleasure.

Then, my love, I kiss my way down your legs, spending extra time behind your knees while my hands caress your inner thighs. I move on, giving loving attention to your calves, ankles, and feet. I lift each leg, one at a time, so that I may massage, kiss, lick, and suck each toe.

Turning escort you onto your back, I travel my way back up your legs, massaging, caressing, kissing, and licking all the way. Eventually, I reach your womanhood, my ultimate destination. Hesitating a moment to take in take your sensuous aroma, I lovingly kiss and lick around your outer lips. As they swell from your arousal, I caress your inner lips with my tongue. As they part, I probe the inside of you with my tongue. You continue to be aroused, and I find your clitoris and slowly and gently lick it while my hands find and caress your hardened breasts. When I sense you nearing an orgasm, I take your clitoris into my mouth, sucking ang flicking it with my tongue until you explode, covering my face with your cum. You scream at the sensations coursing through your body.

Not letting go, I continue to suck, lick, and caress that little escort fatih center of your pleasure. All the while, you experience orgasm after orgasm, each more powerful than the last. Your screams of pleasure fill my heart with such love for you. I do not stop until you are totally exhausted. My mind is content, knowing that I have pleasured you.

After you recover, I enter you with my penis. I am home, where I am meant to be, where I would rather be than anywhere else. While you hold me, I push myself deep into you. I pull back slowly until I am almost outside of you and gently push deep into you again. The sensation of your pressing and gripping my penis as I move in and out of you, soon bring me to the point of no return. At the moment my cum spurts into you, my eyes look into yours and I say, “I love you so much!!!”

Afterwards, I thank you for loving me. And I hold you in my arms, gently stroking your shoulders and back again, until you are totally relaxed and fall asleep in my arms.

How does that sound to your tired mind and body?

I am looking forward to being together soon and making my fantasy your reality.

You know my heart and my love for you,

Leto

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This story is entirely fiction. It’s intentionally short, with little character development; sort of an experiment for me, written in what I think of as an impressionistic style, a first foray into stroke stuff.

A very tiny, rather melancholy twist pops up at the end; hope you don’t mind. Readers on another site complained about it.

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I sat on the top step, in the shallow end of my pool. She sat on the next step down, her head leaning back onto my chest.

We had been skinny-dipping, shielded from curious eyes by a fence and a well-tended hedge. The sun was warm on our skin, late enough not to be much of a burn hazard, still early enough to be round and full and comforting. A steady breeze sang through the trees, keeping us cool.

I idly rubbed her shoulders, eliciting equally idle murmurs; from there, I moved down to scratch her back, just like she liked. She leaned forward to accommodate me.

After a moment, I slipped my arms under hers and moved my hands around to cup her breasts. I loved squeezing them, gently, feeling their supple resistance; solid thirty-six Cs they were, all natural, with nipples half an inch long when erect. They sagged a bit — being past thirty will do that — but they’d never swollen with milk, never deflated after escort yenibosna weaning a child.

She leaned back into me while I massaged her lovely orbs, and said, “Feels nice.”

“You sure do,” I replied softly.

She turned her face to mine, and we shared a kiss.

When the kiss broke, she gazed into my eyes for a moment; then she said, “Eat me?”

I grinned. “How could I turn down a request like that?”

She smiled, then moved to my right, hoisting herself mostly out of the water, sitting on a towel, her legs still dangling in the water, spread wide for me.

I patted her clean-shaven mons with the edge of the towel, not wanting the taste of chlorine to hide the sweetness I knew so well. I placed little feather-soft kisses on her outer lips; I felt them swell in response, heard her breathing quicken.

I stuck my tongue into her folds, lightly, gently, feeling her petals begin to bloom fully, finding her hard little button that responded so eagerly to my efforts. I flicked it several times, caught it with my lips, and made ‘mmm’ sounds.

Her reaction told me how well I was doing.

I was past the preliminaries, tasting her juices flowing freely, and I pushed my tongue as bayan escort deeply into her as I could, enjoying every second of this oral delight. I lapped at her delicate folds, firmly, tenderly; and right when I knew she would, she shuddered, hissing out her orgasm.

I stopped my efforts as I felt her hand on my head; pulling away, I moved up to lay half-prone beside her, keeping a respectful distance, watching her flush recede, hearing her breathing regulate itself.

At length, she turned half-focused eyes to me. I kissed her; she returned the kiss gently, laconically, without passion, as she always did after an orgasm.

“I love to taste me on your lips,” she whispered.

I smiled, kissed her again.

We lay there for a few moments; she pushed me onto my back, and said, “Let’s see what you have to offer down in these parts,” as she placed her lips onto my glans.

She wasn’t a deep-throat gal, a competent fellatrix but not a pro; she sucked me into hardness, using her tongue expertly, eliciting great, pleasurable groans from me.

After a couple of minutes of servicing me, she stretched out beside me again, and said, “Your turn.”

I positioned myself between her opened legs, and slipped into her easily, her lubricants escort kayaşehir fully restored and ready for me. Her vaginal muscles, so strong, so well-trained, assisted my thrusts in coaxing my offering from me.

“Can’t hold out,” I muttered.

“Come inside me, baby,” she said.

With that I erupted, filling her with me, wanting it to go on far longer than it would, savoring every second. We both moaned, low sounds against the insistent passing of the breeze through the hedge.

I supported myself for a moment, then reached down to kiss her once again. I slipped back to her side, spooning behind her, cupping her breast, both of us enjoying the warm glow of love, made; nuzzling her neck, I soon joined her in a light doze.

A scant half hour later we stirred. She was shivering a little; she slipped back into the warm water. I gazed at her and smiled; she returned the smile, then reached for her bathing suit, a lovely one-piece that accented her curves and retained some decorum.

She got out of the pool, reached down into a pile of her belongings, and looked at her watch.

“Four-thirty,” she said simply.

I nodded, watched her gather her items.

“Frank will be home soon. I’ll need to get a shower, so I’d best be trotting,” she said.

I sat upright. She bent over to kiss me; as we kissed, I ran a hand over her left breast. She smiled at that; then, after a final peck, turned and slipped through the gate separating our homes.

I sat for another few moments, then gathered my trunks and the couple of towels we’d used, and went inside.

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Jenn stirred from a deep slumber, awakened not by sound, it was a quiet Sunday morning, their bedroom’s available light subdued by thick closed drapes. Her heavy eyelids fluttered open, momentarily remembering the dream of being on a raft surrounded by water. The urgent need to pee painfully prompted the naked girl to get up.

Curled up next to her man, she swung her legs around, stood on the deep carpeting and stretched like a cat. Just like a typical man, she thought looking at his sprawled torso taking up half the bed. Jenn drank in the sight of Don’s long curly brown hair splayed against the pillowcase, toned, muscular arms and legs akimbo and mouth half open, zonked out carelessly. Only his feet were covered under their red satin sheets.

Jenn loved to privately stare at Don’s nakedness while he was deep in sleep but the bathroom beckoned, she padded noiselessly into the adjacent room, casually sat and emptied her screaming bladder with great relief. Wiping herself, the ultra soft tissue made Jenn realize how sore her vulva was, recollecting how Don had roughly pounded into her and hadn’t she asked for that attention?

She smiled at the tousled hair in the mirror and the dark hickey near her collarbone, silently giggling, did she ask for that also? Jenn swished a capful of Listerine and spat into the sink, wiping her lips with the dark blue hand towel. Her breasts felt heavy, cupping their fullness Jenn held them up for inspection, lightly touching her nipple’s morning crinkle. The thought of going back to sleep was quickly erased; Jenn had something better in mind.

Reaching into the medicine cabinet, she retrieved the bottle of sensual massage oil, its tangerine flavour agreeably tasty and sinfully worked wonders on every area of skin and this morning would be Don’s unsuspecting penis.

Full daybreak was an hour away as Jenn slowly walked to the edge of the king sized bed, her mind’s camera flicking away at the peaceful naked man, exposed for her delight. His hairy, masculine chest, the whitened skin around his crotch, the freckles near his nose, knees, biceps…she’d save the images.

She squeezed a liberal amount, filling her palm with the sweet oil and gently eased onto the bed, carefully lying next to her lover who escort cengelköy didn’t move a muscle. Jenn’s hand leisurely hovered atop Don’s genitals, her fingers sprinkling the warmed oil along his tumescent penis. She waited for a reaction and deep asleep there wasn’t one.

Jenn’s index finger carefully reached down and spread oil over the cock’s surface, painting Don’s delicate mushroom shaped head which caused a miniscule stir. As her finger smoothed along the shrunken penis, Don sighed and she watched in wonderment as his balls rolled within the crinkled sack.

Holding her breath Jenn patiently waited a few seconds then poured more of the liquid into her hand and continued to anoint his member. Three of Jenn’s fingers now began to massage along the sides and his scrotum. Don’s right knee imperceptibly twitched and he mumbled something quite incoherent, she smiled as her fingers easily wrapped around the girth, a perfect fit.

With the greatest of care, Jenn’s oiled digits gripped his cock and used a slow, masturbating motion, moving the slick skin up and down. She felt it start to grow and she felt the power. The power to make him hard even when asleep. He was at her mercy and Jenn watched, blood coursing into his dick, inch by inch he grew, her fingers relentlessly controlling.

Don’s head lolled to the side and she purposely let go. His glistened erection plopped back onto the thick mane of reddish pubic hair, pulsating at full attention and Jenn selfishly wondered what he could be dreaming.

It was a maze…a freaking labyrinth…this one story motel that seemed to stretch on and on. And how the hell did I get up here in New Hampshire? I just wanted to go to the beach and now I’m searching…where is she? She flirted with me, back by the pool, coal black eyes, teeny bikini, beautiful ass and she stuck her tongue out at me. Daring me…no wonder I’m roaming around these halls with a hardon looking for her room.

Grasping his hardon, Jenn was amazed at its thickness. Her feminine fingers could not fit around his pole. She drizzled more of the oil into her hand, the cock’s real estate had enlarged and tightened to its full seven inches. She loved playing with him, secretly eskort bayan wishing she had a cock of her own, and a new appendage that she could play with for hours, eliciting such pleasure. Jenn’s fingers found a rhythm, stroking the massive shaft, gliding and smearing the lubricant. Don’s hips uncontrollably lurched upwards into the slickness and she purposely let go.

Christ…I’m buck naked. What if someone sees me? Do I really care? 234…236…238…I can’t seem to remember the number on that red plastic key she flashed. Hold on. Wasn’t she with a guy? They looked like they were married or…here it is. 238, yeah. Knock, knock. She’s naked. Her kisses are wet and wanton. I can smell her pussy. We’re on the bed and my cock is practically dripping. Her name is Sherry and she looks at me asking, “Aren’t you afraid…that your wife will catch us? She’s not in this dream Sherry…c’mon…open your legs…please?”

Jenn cupped his balls, gently squeezing, knowing her Don likes that type of attention, her own heart beating quicker, her own arousal seeping. She spills two more droplets on the sensitive underside, adding to the already very shiny penis. Jenn’s thumb and index finger encircle the base of Don’s prick, gripping tightly, momentarily cutting off circulation, the prominent blue veins swell out. Lustfully she ogles his enormous cock, like a Greek god’s made of marble. Jenn’s wet tongue lewdly licks along the length, tasting his tangerine manhood. Asleep, he moans aloud and purposely she let go.

Can’t remember being this horny. God I need to fuck, need release. Sherry’s a great kisser, her tongue is sweet and she’s whispering in my ear. “You make me so hot. Why can’t you be single?” I’m stabbing my prick near her crotch. Why the hell can’t I find her cunt? It’s so near…so close…please?

She stared. Don’s ass was moving, as if he were fucking someone or trying to. He was close, she knew that. The tip of his cock was dark red, almost magenta. Carefully now, Jenn positioned herself between his legs. Her left hand neatly fitting under slick ball sack, the fingers of her right hand swirling around Don’s erection, hot to the touch.

“I’m not going to let go this time…”She whispered barely audible in escort hadımköy the hushed room. The desire to crawl up and impale herself on this beautiful monster was almost overwhelming. Jenn face flushed as her oiled hand pistoned up and down the hard cock, Don’s chest rose and fell, their combined laboured breathing, somehow synchronized. Her dainty wrist tireless, bringing him closer and closer.

Ahh. There it is. I’m finally inside you. Oh yes. Your cunt muscles are milking me…you’re so wet! I’m fucking you, oh god you’re so tight! Don’t stop…I need to cum…I’m going to cum…

She loved all of him, unconditionally. Jenn felt the power of Don’s orgasm begin to build, the tightness in his balls, his skin reddening and she controlled it. Hard as a rock, his towering erection swelled within her tight slick grasp, Jenn’s syrupy pussy leaked onto her ankle stroking him expertly.

Don gripped the nearby sheet and his eyes fluttered open as the first searing wave of pure pleasure wound through his stunned body and their eyes met, their souls touching.

“Jenn! Ohh…fuck-k-k…” Witnessing his delightful shock, Jenn calmly slowed her strokes, staring at Don’s unabashed passion kindling. A thick rope of white, silky cum forcefully shot into mid air, landing onto his tightened stomach, his entire torso stiffened like his penis, sinews stretching, rolling in ecstasy.

“Ohh….my god…argggggggh-h-h-h-h-h!” He bellowed, Jenn’s unceasing oily fingers bringing forth every ounce of cum, sending him into a crescendo of exhilaration. She squeezed his balls, pushing him, wanting it all. He spurt deliriously again and again, cascading over Jenn’s thin fingers, wedging himself against the mattress. Unable to speak, he groaned unashamed. It seemed the room was spinning and he gulped deep breaths as the content, sought after release bounced around his insides.

“Fuck. Oh fuck Jenn. What a…”

“What a way…to start the day? Is that what you’re trying to say? Did I send you…somewhere?” She smiled down at her spent man, milking the last remnant of sperm, sensing his lovely surrender. Jenn brought her fingers to her mouth, licking the froth of Don’s manly essence.

“Mmm…you’re sweet. Did anyone ever tell you that?” She winked, licking her lips and stretched out along his side. Jenn rubbed his chest, nestling under an outstretched arm.

“I love you…I always have…” She purred happily.

“Baby, oh baby. You’re the best…you know that. And I love you so much…so much…” His eyes were already closed.

~To Be Continued~

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As every morning I get up at 5:00 a.m., take my shower, eat breakfast, and then get dressed. This particular morning I opted for the white nursing uniform, with a white laced bra, and a matching thong, with garter belt, and white stockings to go with the lovely newly shined nursing shoes. As always I am out of the house at 6 to make it to work by 7. Because I am a float I never know what floor I am going to work on at the local hospital. So as usual I drove around the parking lot a couple of times to finally find a parking space, and got myself prepared for the day. I reached the head of nursing department, and my assignment was awaiting my arrival. Cool the orthopedic floor, I love all the other LNAs and RNs that work there; so I headed to the café to grab my morning dose of caffeine and headed to the floor not wanting to miss report.

I had worked this floor a few days before so I was eager to see what patients had gone home, and who was still there. I got my list, listened to report, and then found the night LNA whose list I was taking over, asking her if there is anything else I should know. As I was walking the hallway I noticed the man they brought in as I was going home, he had just come back from surgery, but just the same I thought he was attractive. I was so delighted inside that he was actually one of my patients for the day. I decided to take a look at the charts before beginning the care of each patient, when I got to his I was amazed that his parents were the emergency contact and not his wife, but I shrugged it off and continued reading.

After a busy morning I had gotten all my patients fed, bathed, and ready for the day, that is all but this one very attractive man that I was saving for last… I took my break, and upon returning to the floor the head nurse came over to me stating that the patient in room 516 would like to be bathed, I told the nurse thank you, as I tried to hold my emotions inside, that patient in room 516 was him. I collected myself and gathered all the things I needed, since he was in traction, and couldn’t get out of bed, I decided to also wash his hair. I knocked on the escort mahmutbey door, asked if I could enter, and sat my collection of towels, washcloths, etc on the chair near the bed, I turned to him and said, Hi, I am Nicola and I will be your Aide for the day, he developed a grin from one ear to the other, and said I know.

I closed the door for his privacy, washed my hands, put on gloves, and began this exciting but nerve-racking procedure. I raised his bed to my level, and then began with his hair wetting, shampooing, and rinsing, and washing his face, then as I moved closer to him to untie his Johnny he kissed me that hot passionate kiss, I pulled myself away melting inside but just continued taking the Johnny off his arms, what a beautiful chest he had, hairy but not too much hair, I washed the farthest side first but as I reached over him to wash his shoulder my breasts brushed against him, I could feel the warmth of his body and new that my nipples were becoming more harder than they already were, but I ignored that fact and just continued focusing on my patient. I was now down to his stomach folding the bath blanket up over his chest, revealing his tight abs, and beautiful cock. I washed his stomach, and then moved to his cock I began washing it as anyone would but then found myself stroking it with the washcloth, I teased him, and because he couldn’t move he was mine, and was enjoying every moment of it.

I quickly decided to finish up the rest of his body, and then and only then did I go back to his manhood, but this time I removed my gloves, and let the softness of my hands stroke his manhood. I moved my hands allowing room for my mouth to explore your hardening slong, umm you tasted so good, and I loved how your cock fit in my mouth, I ran my tongue over the head, up and down the shaft and then began bobbing up and down on it. I could hear your moans, and that only encouraged me to continue, my hands fondled your balls, as my mouth worked on your cock, I could feel your bulging veins as I moved up and down your shaft, your hand grabbing eskort at my uniform as you braced yourself for the eruption of your hot cum in my eager mouth. I continued kneading at your balls while you shot your wads of cum down my throat, and once you were finished in a crackly voice you ordered me to come to the head of the bed, and like a good little aide, I obeyed.

Once I got there you quickly reached out and grabbed my breasts, not hard but in a very hot way, I responded to that with a moan, and I was very sure that there would be many more escaping from my mouth. You told me to remove my uniform, and once again I did as you told. I stood before you in my white laced bra, thong, garter belt and stockings. Your eyes got wide, stating how beautiful I was and to come give you a kiss, that I did. As we kiss your hands grabbed my ass, I have never been as hot for a man as I was for you at this very moment, and I wanted you bad. Your hand moved from my ass to my back, releasing the clasp of my bra, my tits fell free revealing my hard nipples to your warm breath as your mouth neared, you tasted one nipple and then the other, squeezing the free one while your mouth sucked, licked and teased the other. I threw my head back, pushing my chest towards you, wanting you to take more of my big tits into your mouth.

But then suddenly you removed your mouth from my tits, pushing me back a little, and telling me to remove my thong and climb up onto the bed, once again I obeyed my patient who at this moment was my master. I turned so that you could watch as the string of my thong exited the slit of my ass, and bent slightly as I slide the thong down my legs. I heard you say Oh my god, and from right there I knew it was going to be all good. I lowered the bed so that I could easily climb on without hurting your leg too much. You told me to sit on your face, so as I straddled your head I lowered my pussy onto your mouth, I could feel the warm breath from your mouth as you began to lick the slit of my love hole, my pussy was already wet from the attention you had given my tits, and then you plunged escort sultangazi your tongue inside me, tongue fucking my pussy as I squealed with delight, moving your tongue to my swollen clit, flicking and licking and as you did that I played with my nipples. You continued eating me and it wasn’t long before I gave you a wave of my own love juices but that didn’t stop you from cleaning up my mess, drinking and licking.

I tipped forward teasing your cock with nipples, moving your cock in between my big breasts; squeezing them together I began moving my tits up and down your cock, which was once again becoming hard. I knew that you were enjoying this and I didn’t want to disturb you but I wanted that big hard cock of yours inside my dripping wet pussy, so I slid your cock from between my breasts, and moved carefully once again; this time my love hole was lined up with your erect cock, I teased the tip of your manhood with the slit of my opening, before allowing your hardness to enter, inch by inch your cock slowly slid inside me until I had swallowed your entirety. I began by slowly rocking my hips, moving your cock in and out of me, I moved a little faster but didn’t want to hurt you, you must have read my mind because you told me to go faster baby it’s okay, and as I had done previously I did as you said. I began sliding my pussy up and down your shaft, my tits bounced; you slapped my ass giving me encouragement to ride you. I felt your cock sliding in and out easier as my wetness covered more of you. I continued riding you as the sound of wetness escaped, our moans of pleasure becoming louder as our bodies became one.

This session last for an hour, sweat pouring from our bodies, I was becoming exhausted from having continuous orgasms but yet didn’t want to stop until I had pleased my master. After a few more pumps, I once again felt your cock explode but this time not in my mouth, your hot cum filled my pussy, as my pussy muscles squeezed milking you of your hot wad wanting it all. Our paces began to slow, and our bodies began to separate, I turned myself around to face you, to kiss you and to stare into your eyes, not only had I just had the best sex that I have ever had in my life, but I found a man that I wanted to learn more about. Everyday while you were in the hospital I would come to see you for that special bed bath, and once you went home I became your private duty nurse, and we are now dating…

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Olivia had a bottle of Bud Light Lime in her hand as she danced through the party, stopping to talk to some of her friends, class mates, and people that she hadn’t seen since they graduated. She had come to the party with her best friend Jeana but had lost her the minute they walked in the door. Olivia made her way to the kitchen to get another beer when she ran into her friend Allen.

Allen was a good looking guy, who had broken up with his girlfriend about 5 months ago. Olivia had helped him get through a low spot in his life. Allen had just recently admitted to Olivia that he had started seeing a man and had sworn her to secrecy. The minute Allen saw Olivia he wrapped his arms around her, hugged her tight and then started dancing with her heading back into the living room.

Olivia and Allen were laughing as he spun her around while they danced. They were so caught up in their fun, and oblivious to their surroundings, that Allen caused Olivia to bump into someone. From behind them Olivia heard “God damn it watch where the hell you are going.” Olivia told Allen to stop, then pulled from him and turned around.

“Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to run into you.”

When the irritated guy turned around Olivia laughed,

“Oh well it’s you. Maybe I’m not so sorry then Jake.”

Jacob turned around and looked down at Olivia. He smiled then said,

“Well if it’s you that ran into me I might not be as mad. But damn I have beer all over my shirt now.”

“It will wash.” Olivia replied

Jacob hugged Olivia lightly then continued to fan his shirt trying to get it to dry.

“Aren’t you a little young to be here?” Jacob asked Olivia

“Aren’t you a little old to be here?” Olivia asked back.

Jacob faked a look of hurt when Olivia called him old.

“Geoff and I were in the same class, remember? So when Abby planned this party Geoff told her he was inviting people too or he would tell their parents that Abby had a party.”

“Ahhh, I see.”

One of Olivia’s friends came up and pulled her away, telling her she “just had to see something.” Jacob stood looking after her for a minute. Jacob was Jeana’s older brother. Jeana was 19 and had just graduated high school, which meant Olivia, a year younger, was 18and going into her senior year of high school. Jacob was 22 and in college getting his masters degree to teach history and math to junior high schoolers. Jacob was 6’2″ and weighed about 200 pounds. He had short spiked brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He liked Olivia a lot and thought she was beautiful, but knew his sister would have a cow if he ever made a move on Olivia. So he just watched her from afar.

Olivia went off with her friend and stood watching two guys break dance but her eyes and mind kept drifting back to where Jacob stood. She knew Jeana would throw a fit if she knew what was running through her mind. He was off-limits to her, but there was something about Jacob that just drew Olivia to him. As Olivia stood there, Jeana came up to her and asked if she was ready to go home, because she was.

When they got back to Jeana’s house they made there way to the basement. Olivia made herself comfortable on the couch, and Jeana took one of the recliners, as they always did during sleepovers at Jeana’s house. Jeana fell asleep quickly, as she had far more to drink than Olivia. So while Jeana slept, Olivia laid there awake. Several hours later Olivia had been dozing off lightly when she heard footsteps upstairs that made there way to the steps coming to the basement. She figured Jacob must be home and coming down to bed, since his room was in the basement. Olivia listened as Jacob came down the stairs as quietly as he could. He walked over to his sister’s chair and made sure she was covered up and then looked over at Olivia. In the dark he couldn’t tell that she was awake. But then she rolled on to her side and he barely heard her whisper “Goodnight Jake.”

“Sorry Olivia, I didn’t wake you did I?”

“No you didn’t Jake. I just keep drifting off to sleep then waking back up. I haven’t really slept yet.”

“I’m not really tired. You can come to my room with me and talk for awhile if you want.”

“Are you sure Jake?”

“Yeah come on.”

Jacob turned towards his room. Olivia got up off the couch as quietly as she could and then looked at herself remembering that she had on a pink tank top that hugged her 36 D breasts and exposed her midriff and pink belly button ring. She also had on a pair of short little black sweat shorts that covered her tight ass by only a couple inches. She shrugged her shoulders because she wasn’t going to change her clothes. She just followed Jacob to his room. He let Olivia in, turned the light on, and then silently closed the door behind them. When he turned around and saw Olivia in the light for the first time in her pjs he swallowed hard and had to force his eyes to look up at her face into her eyes. Olivia was about 5’8″ tall and weighed maybe 140 pounds. She didn’t play any sports but she kept herself in good shape. She had escort bakırköy shoulder length layered dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. She only knew that she had a little Italian in her heritage but she got super tan in the summer and looked like a bronze goddess to Jacob. Jacob tore himself away from his own thoughts. He patted the bed as he walked to his stereo.

“I don’t have any chairs so make yourself comfortable on the bed.”

He found a radio station playing slow music with almost an erotic beat and left it there with the volume low. He sat on the bed with his back against the head board and his hands folded behind his head. He looked down at Olivia who was sitting Indian style at the end of the bed. He noticed how her shorts barely covered her and had to shake his head to clear his thoughts. He made a conscious effort to keep his eyes on hers. To distract himself he struck up a conversation.

“So what happened to you at the party? You ran off with your friend and I never saw you again.”

Olivia couldn’t help but notice how good Jacob looked relaxed and sprawled out on his bed. The blue shirt he had on made his eyes look even bluer, if that was possible.

“Jeana found me shortly after I walked off and wanted to come home. She’d had plenty to drink.”

“I see. That explains why she is sleeping so well.” Jacob laughed.

“Yeah, I think she fell asleep the minute she put her feet up.” Olivia laughed too.

Olivia stretched her legs out in front of her and it took all the self control Jacob had not to reach out and run his hands up them. Just then the song “Black Velvet” came on the radio. Olivia got off the bed and held her hand out to Jacob.

“Dance with me Jake. I was about to ask you to dance at the party when Bell pulled me away.”

Jacob looked at her,

“I don’t think that’s a good idea Olivia. Besides I’m not a very good dancer.”

“Liar, I’ve seen you dance before. You are good. Come on Jacob it’s a good song and my favorite liquor.”

Jacob reluctantly got up off the bed and walked up to Olivia taking her hand and pulling her into his arms.

“Olivia, I still don’t think this is a very good idea.”

He started swaying with her just a bit.

“What is all this Olivia tonight? Your name is Jacob but I call you Jake. Mine is Olivia and you have always called me Liv.”

Olivia swayed with Jacob but stepped closer to him. She could feel him trying to keep his distance from her and didn’t understand it but knew she was going to break it. Olivia turned in Jacob’s arms swaying to the beat of the music which caused her to grind her ass into Jacob’s groin. She turned back around and saw smokiness in Jacobs’s eyes. She started to sing along with the song and smiled as Jacob started to bump and grind back with her and hold her close, his hands on the small of her back.

“You have a beautiful voice Liv.”

“Thanks Jake. We move pretty well together.”

“Yeah we do.” Jacob said back, his eyes getting even smokier. Olivia felt his hands move and Jacob cupped her ass. She looked up at him and smiled.

“Liv, I still don’t think this is a very good idea.”

“Jake, do you know how hot I think you are?”

Olivia smiled as she saw some of the smoke clear from Jacob’s eyes as he looked down at her.

“You what?”

“I think you are hot. I have had a crush on you since before Jeana and I started hanging out.”

Olivia watched as the smoke and then some returned to Jake’s eyes.

“You shouldn’t have told me that Liv.”

Olivia looked at Jacob confused.

“Why not?”

“It was hard enough for me to control myself before but now I’m not going to be able to.”

Before Olivia could say anything Jake’s mouth was on hers. At first she was shocked, then she kissed him back. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and, with his hands still on her ass, Jake pulled her even closer to him. He broke the kiss briefly. Jacob looked down at Olivia and said,

“I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I have liked you almost since I met you and the older you get and the more you are around the harder it has been for me to not kiss you like that.”

Olivia smiled up at Jake and said,

“Then by all means kiss me like that again because I have wanted you to kiss me for a long time.”

No more words were spoken as Jake leaned down and kissed Liv again. He moved his hands back to her ass as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He couldn’t stop kissing her and she didn’t want him too. She felt them moving and the next thing she knew they fell back on to the bed. She scooted herself up until her head was on the pillow then she wrapped her arms back around Jake’s neck and pulled him down to kiss her again. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her with more and more passion as he lay on top of her in his bed.

Olivia was in heaven as Jake kissed her. She broke the kiss and pushed Jake off of her for a minute. He looked at istanbul eskort her thinking he had done something wrong, but was pleasantly surprised and a bit shocked when Liv sat up and removed her shirt then hooked her thumbs in her shorts and panties waist band and slid them down and off her legs and dropped them on the floor. Jake looked down at her.

“Are you sure you want this Liv?”

“I have never been more sure of anything in my life Jake.”

Jacob made quick work of removing his shirt, jeans and boxer briefs, and then he rejoined Olivia on the bed. He was already rock hard from all there kissing and being near to her. Olivia smiled as she ran her hand lightly down his chest and stomach then wrapped it around his hard cock. She looked down at his cock in her hand then back up at him.

Jacob groaned as Olivia wrapped her hand around his cock. He knew they had to be quiet with his sister out in the living room, so he bent down and started kissing around Liv’s breasts, taking one then the other nipple in his mouth sucking them good. While it quieted Jake it made Liv start to moan. As Jake sucked on Liv’s nipples he trailed his fingers down her stomach and cupped her bare, shaved mound. Liv started to stroke Jake’s cock faster and harder. Combined with this and his fingers now playing with Liv’s clit and sliding into her pussy Jake was moaning too.

Jake was driving Olivia crazy. She couldn’t help but moan and beg Jake,

“Oh god Jake that feels so good. But please, please Jake. Make love to me.”

Jake couldn’t believe he heard those words come out of Liv’s mouth and that she was actually talking to him. He crawled on top of Liv and positioned his hips and slowly started to sink his hips forward. They both moaned loudly as the head of his cock made contact with her pussy lips then slid inside of her. Jake had only been with 2 other girls but was shocked when he slid inside Liv and came in contact with her hymen. He had no idea she was a virgin.

Olivia felt Jake stop and looked up at him.

“Jake please don’t stop I want to feel all of you inside me.”

‘Are you sure Liv? I mean your still a…”

Olivia cut him off by putting her fingers to his lips.

“I’ve been saving my self for a special night with a special person. That night happens to be tonight and the person is you. Please Jake.”

All Jake need to hear was the please and the plea in Liv’s voice. He pulled almost all the way out and slammed his hips forward. He broke through with ease and was buried completely inside Liv. It felt so good but he couldn’t move because he had heard Liv’s cry of pain and saw the single tear running down her cheek. Jake leaned down and kissed away the tear, then kissed her passionately, letting her get use to him inside her. He felt her start to move her hips. So Jake broke the kiss and looked down at Liv as he started to slide in and out of her. She smiled and he knew she was ok. The feeling of her tight, warm, wet pussy around his cock soon took him over. He started thrusting in and out of her harder and faster. He would reach under her and cup her ass then he would cup her tits. But never did he take his cock out of her amazing pussy.

Jake was fucking her so good and hard. Liv was trying to keep up with him rocking her hips up to meet his thrusts. She wrapped her legs around his hips and felt an unfamiliar feeling and knew she was about to have her first orgasm. Jakes hands on her felt amazing, his cock was mind blowing and when he bent down and kissed her she felt her pussy start to spasm around him and she felt juices flowing from her pussy and down his cock, and down the crack of her ass. She moaned into Jake’s mouth as her orgasm took over her body.

Jake saw Liv’s eyes turn almost black and look like rare black diamonds and could see and feel Liv’s body tensing and knew she was about to cum and that he was too. He bent to kiss her and felt her orgasm over take her as her pussy clenched around his cock and milked him. It was too much for him to take and he began to orgasm also, sending spurt after spurt of his cum into her. He broke the kiss as his orgasm finished and he collapsed on top of her as they both tried to regain their composure and get their breathing under control. When he felt normal again he rolled off of Liv.

When Jake rolled off of her, Liv sat up and grabbed her clothes starting to re dress.

“What the hell are you doing?” Jake asked her.

“Getting dressed, what does it look like?”

“Why? Aren’t you staying here?”

“No, I’m gonna go back out to the couch so if your sister wakes up she doesn’t wonder where the hell I am.”

Jake just looked at her. He understood but really wished she would stay. When she was dressed again she stood up, leaned over and kissed him, then walked to the door. With her hand on the door knob she looked back at Jake, she smiled and said,

“That was awesome Jake. Give me a call sometime maybe we can do it again.”

Then she was out the door.

Over the next escort şirinevler few weeks Olivia and Jacob never got to see each other since Olivia had gone on a family vacation. Then she went on a camping trip with Jeana and his family but unfortunately he had to stay home and work. Jacob wanted to call Olivia but he didn’t have her phone number. Finally Jeana and Olivia had a girls day, where they went tanning, to the mall shopping, then to the movie. When they finally got back to Jeana’s for their sleepover. Jake’s car was home but he wasn’t. Olivia asked Jeana where he was and she told Olivia he was out on a date.

The minute the words “out on a date” left Jeana’s lips, Olivia was hurt and pissed off all at the same time. She realized she made love to Jacob once when she was fairly tipsy and might have made a fool out of herself, but she thought there was something between herself and Jacob.

When Olivia and Jeana got ready for bed and went down stairs to change and watch a movie Olivia realized she forgot to bring pajamas. Jeana gave her one of Jacob’s t-shirts to wear. She changed quick, settled in on the couch and started watching the movie. She didn’t know when she fell asleep but she was startled awake when she heard footsteps and a door shutting. It took Olivia’s eyes a minute to adjust, and then she saw the light under Jacob’s door and realized he must be home. She laid there for a few minutes wrestling with herself over whether she would go and talk to him or not, and she was listening to make sure he hadn’t brought someone home with him. After what seemed like an eternity she slipped off the couch and walked to his room. She knocked on the door as quietly as she could.

“Finally home” he thought as he came in the house and made his way to the basement. He hadn’t wanted to go out on that date but his friend begged him, so he went, and it was terrible. He was excited when he saw Olivia’s car in the driveway, and while he wanted to talk to her, he figured she was probably asleep. But just like always when his sister had a friend over and they stayed in the basement he went over and made sure his sister was covered up then he stood looking at Olivia for a minute then went to his room. A few minutes later he heard a quiet knock on his door. He opened it and smiled when he saw Olivia’s still sleepy face.

“Hey Liv, what’s up?”

“Can I come in for a few minutes?”

“Sure.” Jake said as he opened the door wider and stepped out of the way to let Olivia in. He had started to get ready for bed so he was standing there in just his jeans and boxers under them. He shut the door then turned and looked at Olivia. He started at her feet and started with a small smile as he saw her legs were bare. As he moved up her body he saw the hem of a shirt hitting her mid to upper thigh. By the time he looked into her eyes he had a full grin on his face seeing that she had on one of his t-shirts.

“Stealing my clothes are you now Liv?”

Olivia looked down at herself then at Jake.

“No, I forgot to grab pjs to bring with me so your sister let me borrow your shirt.”

“Oh, Ok. So what did you want to come in for a few minutes for?”

Jacob watched as Olivia got a serious look on her face, but saw a look of hurt flash through her eyes which turned them black for a minute. Then she took a deep breath and looked almost like a little girl.

Olivia looked up at Jake then asked,

“Was I not good enough?”

Jake looked at Olivia confused.

“What do you mean not good enough?”

“I realize I probably made a fool out of myself a few weeks ago, coming in here and half seducing you and getting you to make love to me. But I thought I saw something between us then you never called, and tonight you were out on a date.”

Olivia sat on the edge of Jakes bed and looked down at the floor then up at him for an answer. She saw a soft look on his face and in his eyes and another almost sheepish look.

Jacob couldn’t help feeling bad for not calling her and he really had hoped that Olivia wouldn’t find out that he had gone out on a date. As he looked at her he still saw a little vulnerable girl with that black hurt in her eyes. That hurt took all the light out of Olivia’s eyes and he hated it.

He stood there and started to talk.

“Oh Liv, I’m sorry. I….”

Jacob didn’t quite know what to say or how to say it. He knelt down in front of Olivia and took her hands in his.

“Trust me Liv, you were good enough. I don’t have your phone number which is why I didn’t call you, I couldn’t.”

“Your sister and mom have my number; you could have asked one of them for it.”

“I probably could have asked mom and she just would have given it to me, that is true. But you know Jeana would have asked a million questions on why I wanted your number.”

“True.”

“Liv, I wanted to go on that camping trip with the family. But when mom told me Jeana was bringing you because her boyfriend couldn’t get time off I knew I couldn’t go. It was hard enough to control myself around you the last few years. Now that I have kissed you, and touched you, and made love to you, I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself from touching you or kissing you around them. And while the rest of the family probably wouldn’t care, I really don’t want a war with Jeana for myself or for you. Do you understand?”

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“Jake,” I could hear Teagan whisper. I thought I was hearing things so I didn’t respond.

“Jacob,” she hissed a little louder this time.

“What?” I asked rolling over.

“Come here.”

“You’re crazy,” I whispered. “I ain’t getting in trouble.”

“No, come here. Something’s out there.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. It’s making an awful racket.”

I sighed. “Probably just Missy trying to break in.”

“You’re not funny,” she rasped.

I started her way and met her at the door. I went into my room and listened for a minute but didn’t hear anything.

“There ain’t anything out there,” I said.

I turned to look at her. She had lost the shorts and was barely covered by the shirt now. She smiled as I stared at her. Turned her leg on the floor and pulled the hem up a little to reveal she wasn’t wearing anything under the shirt. She had this smoldering look on her face as she stood there and let me drink her in.

“You sure it wasn’t you moaning while you touched yourself?” I asked.

“Maybe,” she said coyly.

“Teagan, you are bad.”

“I know,” she smiled. “But you know you want me.”

She turned around a little and wiggled her ass at me as she teased. She blew a kiss my way as I stood there thinking about it.

“We have to be very quiet then.”

“I will bite the pillow.”

We started for the bed when a screech echoed from outside the window.

“See,” she hissed. “There it is again.”

I knew exactly what it was. “Hold on,” I said.

“What are you going to do?”

“Just stay put.”

I crept from the bedroom to the front door. I opened the little utility closet and picked up the .22 rifle that rested against the door frame. I turned the knob on the front door and let it softly creak open. I stepped outside and slid the slide open a little to check it. It was loaded like always. I clicked the safety off and leaned against the side of the house. I poked the barrel around the corner and searched the yard carefully. The full moon provided plenty of light as I looked.

Movement caught my eye as the offender climbed from under the lid of the trash can with a mouth full of garbage in it. I leveled the iron sites right between his eyes and quickly pulled the trigger. It was an easy 15 yard shot as the coon dropped into the can and shook it.

The lid exploded as three more masked bandits quickly dispersed and ran in every direction. I couldn’t get a bead on any of them as they quickly scattered into the brush. I clicked the safety back in place and returned quietly to the house. I rested the gun right where I got it from and listened for any movement from my parent’s room. It was hard to focus with the soft ringing from the concussion of the gun. I figured it was safe enough so I returned to the room. Teagan was sitting on the bed, covers pulled up over her waist as she waited.

“What the hell was that?” Teagan asked.

“I had to shoot a coon,” I said. “No big deal.”

“You can’t just go shooting guns off.”

I started laughing. I tried so hard to keep it quiet as she looked at me with her big eyes.

“People would look at you funny if you didn’t shoot a coon,” I whispered.

“Now the cops are going to come,” she hissed.

“Baby,” I said. “Gun shots out here are as common as the cacti growing on the side of the road. Haven’t you noticed the guns in the windows of the trucks?”

“I guess not,” she rasped.

“Besides, it’ll just be Randy anyway.”

“What are you going to do with it?” she asked.

“I’ll get it in the morning. It ain’t going anywhere.”

“Awe, you killed it?”

“That was the purpose of the gun shot. You don’t waste bullets shooting to scare something.”

“Can I try next time?” she asked surprising me.

“Sure baby,” I smiled. “You need lessons first.”

“Ok,” she smiled.

“Go back to bed.”

“Jake,” she whispered. “What about me?”

“Umm,” I whispered as I turned my head to look out into the living room.

“I’m really wet,” she teased. “See.”

I turned my head back around to quickly and caught the door frame.

“Shit,” I rasped.

I looked her way as she had the covers down now and legs open for my inspection.

“You best be very quiet,” I warned again.

“I got my pillow ready.”

“Bad girl,” I teased as I slid into bed between her legs.

I took her hips in my hands and pulled her down so she rested flat. I inhaled her scent and was instantly aware of how wet she was. My cock filled with blood quickly as I licked her around her lips. Her smooth skin met my tongue as she softly moaned.

I tasted her juice as I pressed my tongue into her center. I felt the heat and wetness as I pressed as much as I could into her. Her hands tangled in my hair now as her hips lifted away from the bed. I pulled my tongue free and teased her puckered little butt.

“No,” she whispered.

I pressed my tongue against it harder.

“Fuck,” she sighed.

I changed directions and climbed her mound all the way to her clit. I felt the excited bud poking out and circled it escort beyoğlu with my tongue. I closed my lips over it and rolled it.

“Yeah, right there,” she gasped.

“Shhh,” I hushed her.

“Sorry,” she whispered as I took it into my mouth again.

I pulled the rubbery flesh with my teeth gently as I worked her cunny. I went back to her center now and dipped my tongue into her again. Her wetness tasted good on my tongue. I circled just the edges of her lips as she cupped her tits and pinched her own nipples.

I flattened my tongue over her clit as she pulled the pillow over her face. I knew she was close and this always brought her over the edge. I could hear her muffled gasps as she bucked her hips into my mouth.

“Ok Jake,” she huffed. “Stop, I’m so sensitive now.”

I kissed her cunny a few times before leaving it alone. I started to pull my shorts down as she closed her legs and smiled at me.

“You can go back to bed now,” she whispered trying to be serious but her giggling slipped out.

“Ha, not a chance.”

I pressed her legs apart. She yielded quickly and smiled at me. I threw my shorts at her face as I sank between her legs into her flesh.

“Hmmm,” she moaned.

I pressed in all the way and held still deep inside of her letting her walls squeeze me. Her hands raked my sides and sent shivers down my spine.

“Come on,” she whispered. “Fuck me. Fuck my wet little pussy.”

I started a slow rise and fall. Pressing all the way into her then pulling out until just the tip was barely inside of her. It felt good to become one with her as she moaned softly. Our hips met in a quiet slap as I pressed into her.

“Faster,” she begged. “Fuck me, come on.”

“No Teagan,” I hissed. “The bed squeaks.”

“Please.”

I pressed a little harder until the bed started making noise. She giggled and gasped at the same time. I slowed the pace enough to make the bed quiet again. I leaned down and found her favorite spot on her neck and kissed it. She gasped and raked her nails into my back. She started tipping her hips into my thrusts to meet me. She opened her legs completely as I kissed her collar bone. She panted and started thrusting her hips up with more urgency as she grew closer to climax.

“Shhh,” I hushed her.

She turned her head exposing her neck and grabbed the pillow with her teeth. She mumbled into the pillow she was going to cum. I felt her cunny tighten in quick spasms as she cried into the pillow. I slowed my pace to just a soft rise and fall again as I waited for her to recover.

She pushed my hips and stopped me. She used her fingers to tell me she was going to roll over. I pulled from her as she turned and lay flat on the bed. She arched her hips like a cat and waited for me. I pressed her cheeks apart and found her cunny with my tip. Her wet lips parted easily as I sank back into her. She buried her face into the pillow as I rocked my hips and brought raw pleasure to her.

I pressed the pace again until the bed made a single creak. I slowed just enough to silence it as she moaned her approval. I used my hands to tips her hips more. She quickly arched her back as she felt me turning them.

“Come on baby, fuck me.”

“I’m going as fast as the bed will let me.”

“I know. I’m going to cum again. You better cum with me this time.”

“I will.”

I pressed her ass cheeks open more and brought my knees next to her hips. I started pushing into her quickly now. I felt myself quickly closing in on release as her cunt worked it magic on my excited cock.

“Teagan,” I rasped.

“Yes, fuck me,” she called into the pillow.

I started filling her as her cunny tightened around me. I let my balls empty into her completely before I collapsed onto her as I finished.

“You’re squishing me,” she giggled.

I reached for my shorts and stuffed them between her legs as I pulled from her. She remained lying on her stomach and looked at me as I lay next to her. She had a content look on her face and she stroked my face. She smiled and lay there just breathing calmly.

There was some growling and rustling outside the window again.

“Dam things,” I said.

I rolled from the bed and went to the suitcase.

“Front flap,” she said as she pulled her shorts on over mine still between her legs.

I got another pair of shorts from the suitcase. I slipped them on and went for the door. She was right behind me.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I want to see the little buggers.”

“Quiet then,” I said.

I repeated the process of getting the rifle and sneaking out of the house. She was right on my tail. I pointed the barrel and waited for the can to open again.

“Get them,” she whispered.

“I am,” I hissed. “Just be patient.”

We waited a few minutes and nothing happened. Then I saw one circle the can and look to make his move up. The pop made Teagan jump a little.

“You missed,” she whispered.

“No I didn’t. He just don’t realize its over for him.”

“Awe,” she sighed.

The istanbul escort lid opened and another face appeared. She was prepared for the noise this time. The lid closed and the can shook some more.

“There’s one,” she pointed.

“Too far and too risky.”

The raccoon saw the carnage and quickly returned to the brush.

“Did you get ’em?” dad asked startling us both.

“Three out of the four.”

“I been trying to get ’em for weeks.”

“You need to move the cans to your side of the house then. They’ve been keeping her up all night.”

He chuckled. “I’m sure it ain’t just the coons that been keeping her up.”

We both looked at him as he smiled.

“I won’t tell yur mama.”

“What gave you that idea?” I tried to cover us.

“I heard y’all come back in after the first one. It don’t take a genius to figure out where you went to. It don’t bother me none, you know that. You two are grownups. That’s yur mama’s rule not mine.”

“Sorry Mr. Tillman,” Teagan offered. “It was me, I started it.”

“Youngins,” he chuckled.

I happened to glance back out and saw the last coon slinking along towards the can. I quickly took aim and popped off another round making Teagan jump again. I couldn’t tell whether I got him or not as he spun around behind the house.

“I’ll take care of ’em in the mornin before I go to work,” he said.

We all stood and went back inside. Teagan disappeared back into my room. I took the couch again as dad got a drink and then retired back to his room.

I woke up just before the sun broke over the eastern sky. I laid there for a few minutes just thinking about whatever came to mind. I heard my door open and Teagan came out. She circled the couch and smiled when she saw me awake. I flipped the blanket back and let her curl up against me.

“Thanks, I was cold without you.”

I pulled her into me and closed my eyes. We both drifted back to sleep.

My mom could only laugh when we both climbed off the couch. She already had breakfast cooking as we came and sat at the table.

“How did you two sleep?” she asked.

“Good after I got them dam coons.”

“That’s what yur father said. I didn’t hear nothing.”

“You going deaf,” I teased.

“No, I always left the worrying to him. What’s with you two snuggled up on the couch?”

“You didn’t say anything about the couch, just the bed.”

“You were always a pain in the ass Jacob,” she laughed.

“That’s me,” I smiled.

She set the table and served us breakfast. We hung around the house for a while before going out. I took Teagan up to the high school and showed her where I went to school. I parked the car and we went around back to the gym. I opened the door and heard the sounds of sneakers squeaking on the hardwood as we walked in.

“Hey, Uncle Bart,” I said.

“Hey Jake,” he called. “What brangs you down here?”

“Wanted to show Teagan where I played ball.”

“This would be the place then.”

“Sure is,” I said taking in the smell of the old gym. The smell brought back a lot of fond memories of my past.

“There’s his banners,” Uncle Bart said pointing to the wall.

State 2A runner up, 2004. State 2A champions, 2005.

“Wow,” Teagan said looking at them.

“I got to keep ’em busy,” Uncle Bart said. “I will see y’all tonight.”

I looked around the old gym and thought about that year. Dam I missed playing.

“Brings back a lot of memories doesn’t it?” Teagan asked.

“Yeah, it sure does. Come on lets go.”

We got back into the car and I sat there for a minute looking at the old school. The memories flooding my mind and taking me back to when times were simpler and my dreams were so close to becoming what I wanted. I had everything in my grasp but how times had changed. I looked over at Teagan and realized that those dream didn’t compare to what I had now.

“Talk to me baby,” Teagan said softly.

“I just miss playing. I shouldn’t have come here.”

“Why don’t you get your knee fixed and tryout for a team? I’m sure your name could get you at least a tryout with someone.”

“No,” I said flatly. “I would have to dedicate a year of my life getting ready to play. You don’t understand how good pro players are. I was a decent college player on a well-coached team. Only a handful make it to the pros. I couldn’t take myself away from you for that amount of time.”

“I’m willing to be there for you if you really want to try.”

“No baby,” I said. “I have what life wanted me to have. Basketball wasn’t it, you are. I’m not doing that to you.”

I started the car and got back on the road. We arrived home and spent some time just relaxing and talking with my mom. They decided they were going to go into the city to get some things for Christmas dinner. I gave them the keys to the car and told them to have fun and be safe. I remained sitting on the porch relaxing.

The crunching of gravel brought me out of my light nap. I expected the girls to be back but it was Sam instead. She climbed from the car and escort ataköy approached looking unsure of herself.

“Hey Sam,” I said standing to hug her.

“Hi,” she said tentatively.

She wrapped her arms around me but quickly let go.

“Where is everybody?” she asked.

“Just me,” I said. “They went off to get some stuff for dinner tomorrow.”

“Oh,” she said still unsure.

“Let’s sit and talk,” I suggested. Our phone calls were always brief and we never discussed the issue that we left unresolved after she took off.

We sat on the swing and remained quiet for a while.

“I’m sorry how everything went down,” Sam said.

“I’m over it,” I said. “It happened and we can’t take it back.”

“I know, but I almost ruined everything for you. I was stupid.”

“We all were stupid Sam. It wasn’t just you.”

“I was the aggressor though. I put you in that situation.”

“Sam, I’m not holding onto any bad feelings over it. I’m not looking for a fight and I’m not looking for someone to blame. I want us back to what we were before we did what we did. I miss that Sam.”

“I miss that too,” she sighed.

“So then don’t be like this. Be yourself. If you want to hug me go ahead. If we want to joke around with each other we should.”

“I want to but I can’t get the things we did out of my head. It feels wrong to be around you.”

“I gave you Jenny’s number. Did you call her and talk?”

“No.”

“Why not? It’s free help from a really good person. She deals with this all the time.”

“People like us?” she asked.

“Worse than us,” I said.

“I don’t want her to judge me.”

“She already knows everything a Sam. I’ve been talking with her for a year now.”

She sighed her annoyance at me.

“It’s helped me out so much. She gives reasons why we do the things we do and how to fix them.”

“Fine,” Sam relented.

“Don’t just say you will and not talk with her.”

“Ok,” she said annoyed still. “I will call her.”

“How is Teagan?” she asked shifting gears now.

“She is great. I don’t think she likes the small town scene but other than that she is great.”

“So you guys really are getting married?”

“Next summer,” I said. “I want you to be there. Think you can handle that?”

“Let me feel Teagan out. I don’t want to say yes if she doesn’t want me to be there.”

“Alright, I can live with that.”

“How are the girls doing this year?”

“Only lost one so far.”

“That’s good. How about Thom?”

“He’s a nice guy. Once we got over the whole bad history thing he has been nothing but a pleasure to be around.”

“Probably happy his daughter met someone so nice. It’s better than that idiot Luke she was dating when I first met her.”

“I don’t know anything about that,” I lied.

“You ever run into Justin?”

“No, the club is still open though. He moved out of your old house and is renting an apartment closer to the club.”

“Easier for him to bring his tramps back there,” she hissed.

“What about you? You seeing anyone?”

“Don’t get mad.”

“What? Who?”

“Randy and I have been dating some. It’s nothing serious yet. He’s nice and treats me right.”

“That’s great,” I said. “Why would I be mad?”

“I don’t know, you guys were best friends so I didn’t know if you would be mad.”

“I haven’t seen randy in four years now. Well, except for last night.”

“I know, he told me.”

“Have you run into Missy yet?”

“Oh yeah. That went over like a fart in church.” Sam started laughing hard.

“So what are you doing for a job?”

“I’m working at the Wal-Mart in Abilene until I start at the high school in town next fall.”

“That’s good,” I cheered.” You going to coach?”

“I’m going to help my dad with the girls’ team until he feels I’m ready then he will turn it over to me.”

“Why aren’t you helping him out now?”

“I have to work all the time. I don’t have the time right now.”

“You ever thought of moving back here?” she asked.

“No, I’m happy where I’m at. I’m glad I got out of here. I miss the place but not all the crap that goes with it.”

“That crap wouldn’t happen to be Missy would it?”

“That and everything else. I almost broke down in the gym today thinking about what I was.”

“You got a good thing with Teagan. I don’t blame you for not wanting to come back.”

“That I do,” I smiled.

The crunching of the gravel on the driveway made both of us turn our heads towards the car pulling in.

“Oh boy,” Sam sighed. “I don’t know if I can face her.”

“It’s fine,” I said. “She doesn’t hate you Sam. You will see.”

“Hey Sam,” Teagan cried climbing from the car.

She quickly climbed the steps and gave Sam a hug. I went down the steps to help my mom with the bags and brought them into the house. I continued to grab things from the car as Sam and Teagan talked.

“How many people are you expecting to feed,” I asked my mom.

“Lots of ’em, you know that. Everybody that was here last night and a few more. I got you something too.”

“Christmas is tomorrow,” I said.

“I know but it ain’t a present. Here.”

She reached into the bag and pulled a new nylon net and handed it to me.

“What’s that for?” I asked.

“To put on your hoop outside so you cain play basketball tomorrow when everyone is here.”

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