AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault
It was intentionally written without names. It was initially intended to be a part of a larger project in the works, but didn't fit as was submitted as an independent story.
This is my first submission so along this line, so I would especially appreciate comments from the women, and please identify your selves as such. It was inspired from a series of different events, but extrapolated extensively.
LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older.
Copyright (c) 2013 by Acup
Over the next few weeks I spent several nights over at her place. Her roommate gave me some looks, but I just put it off as typical protective roommate stuff.
We did go shopping for a bed and couch at an outlet mall. They agreed to hold them for a week or two until the place was ready. We also got some basic pots and pans along with some cheep bowls plates and silverware. She wanted to get better, and I wanted to see what I needed before I bought the store out.
The next week was a little hectic. I was headed over to her place after work Tuesday, and got broadsided by a guy running the light. Luckily he hit me in the passenger side, so all I had was some bumps and burses, but my truck was totaled. After all the police reports, getting it towed without getting ripped off, getting to the rental company, and then back to the tow lot to get my stuff out before it 'accidentally disappeared' while sitting in a supposedly secure lot, I finally made it over to her place four hours later. By that time the adrenalin was wearing off and I was starting to feel some of the bumps burses.
"About time you.... WHAT HAPPENED!" when she saw me walking gingerly and holding my arm stiffly.
"A guy ran the light and totaled my truck."
"Oh poor baby!" and came to hug me, which I winced at. "OH! What hurts?" as she jumped back.
"Left side mostly from bouncing back against the door."
She started unbuttoning my shirt there in the living room. "Let's see how bad." She had my shirt open and was helping me get it down my left arm when the roommate came out of her room in a big fluffy robe. She started to say something until I winced when she bumped my arm. Then I had two mother hens on me. The roommate forgot she was holding her robe closed. I thought she was a bit heavy, but from what I was seeing she was more like a body builder. Shaved pussy with a landing strip and nice C cups with hard little pebble nipples. They got my pants off and between looking down her shirt and the roommates open robe I was rock hard and was making quite a tent in my boxers.
She reached in and raised my cock enough to drop my shorts so they could inspect the big bruise starting to show on my hip while the roommate went to get some ice from the freezer. She decided to relieve my other stress and gave me a quick blow job. Between looking down her shirt and the roommate running around with the open robe I shot off pretty quick. The roommate gave her a raised eyebrow look after sucking me off, but then they got me over to the recliner and wedged the ice bag between the chair and my side and fed me some aspirin. It was a bit tender at first, but then the ice started to numb it down a bit.
I crooked my finger to get her closer, then put my hand behind her neck to pull her in for a kiss. Once I had her there I slid my hand down and groped and squeezed her tit and nipple. I heard the roommate laugh and a door close so I assume she went back to her room. "Is there something in particular you want?"
"What I want is to nibble and ravage you, might be a few days before I can do that though." She sat back, pealed her shirt off, came around the side and sat on the arm then leaned over and put her nipple in my mouth. My cock was starting to firm up a little. I latched on to her hard nipple and made her groan a little, so I took my hand and massaged the other before I moved it down to her ass and gave it a squeeze. I felt underwear under her shorts. "Underwear?"
"Yup, sorry but it's that time."
"That usually happens with beautiful women around." She gave me a nice kiss for that. "Doesn't mean you have to wear your shorts though does it?"
"You sure about that?"
"I was married for ten years, I know all about pads and tampons. I prefer my women naked, but that doesn't work with pads. As far as tampons go I'd rather look at a bare pussy with a string than panties any day."
She looked at me like I had horns, "You really sure about that?" I nodded and looked straight at her pussy. "OK," and lowered her shorts but left her panties on, and yes she had a bit of a bulge from the pad.