(Here we all are for the third installment of John and Sharon's sexual depravities. As you may or may not know, they have fucked like animals, and opened up to each other. Lets find out what’s been happening in there little world.)
It’s been 4 months since I first met Sharon at the sea terminal that morning, and the last 4 months have been the best of my life!! Sharon has opened my eyes to so many things, and she has taught me to be the person I really am. To drop the act for other people, to throw my mask away so to speak. She has introduced me to things I never thought possible, things that I thought would have turned me off, but said things have turned me on even more. Sharon to me is like viagra to an impotent man, I see her and I feel my heart swell with love and affection, and at the same time I feel my cock fill with blood. I've never felt this way about a woman before, and Sharon feels the same. I believe her. Don't get me wrong, what we have is more than sexual, we have a bond between us, I’m not sure what it is or even how it came to be. There is defiantly something about us though that makes people turn and mutter good things. Everyone I know seems to be green with envy, at how close we are after such a short amount of time.
We have done a lot since meeting, holiday’s together, (ha, we caught our boat this time) Sharon moved in with me last month, so we have been christening every room in the house. We have only been separated at work, everywhere else we are together, we have our friends round for dinner and parties. Our lives have changed ten fold, and it is of the best kind of change. Love shines from us like a radiant glare of light, lust permeates the air where ever we go. We are like charged atoms just waiting for a detonator of some kind to cause us to react. That detonator might be anything, if I touch Sharon in a certain place her juices gush from her pussy to soak her crotch. I touch her as much as possible, ha.
Shortly after our first bout of love making, which lasted all day and most of that night, we started experimenting with each others bodies. Seeking out each others soft spots, and erogenous zones. We had so much fun, especially when we found out that we are both heavily into the fetish scene. I say heavily but what I mean is, we have both dabbled in fetishism over the years, and enjoy it immensely. Now though, we have each other to enjoy it with, and that has made it all the more better and satisfying.
I'd like to tell you about our first night out together, it was the weekend after we met and we decided to go out on the piss. Drink loads, have a dance and a great time, go home and screw like animals, Ha! That was the plan anyway, but plans have a tendency to go horribly wrong.
"You look fantastic!" I tell her. Sharon is stood in front of me in a close fitting red dress, straps on her shoulders that barely do the job of holding her gorgeous tits inside the garment. The dress is short and sexy, when she bends over I can see the tops of her hold ups, and my cock reacts accordingly to this sight. We fuck before we leave, Sharon doesn't bother to clean her pussy of my warm cum, she prefers to feel it drip out of her and into the gusset of her red velvet thong!
As for me, well. I'm dressed in my black trouser and shirt, and I throw on my duster coat for better effect. I have to admit Sharon is right when she tells me I look "well fuckable".
We grab a taxi and head off to the local night spot, we get in and it's heaving. Bodies mash against each other, hands grope blindly. It kind of pisses me off that every man in the club seems to be touching my girlfriend up, but she's having fun, so I let it go. We drink and dance, drink some more, and dance till I feel like my legs are made of lead. We meet some of our friends in the club, and while Sharon is dancing with one of her friends I’m at the bar getting more drinks. Threes a crush at the bar and I find myself trapped between the bar and a woman of about 30 years of age.
"Bloody busy in here to night my love" She shouts in my ear. Shouting is the only way to be heard with the music being so loud.
I look down at her and shout back, "to fucking busy for my liking" She smiles and winks at me, I have to laugh, although I haven't got a clue what I’m laughing at. What surprises me more is the fact that she is laughing as well.
"I'm Joyce, but my friends call me Joy" She offers me her hand, and I shake it. "Hiya Joy, I’m John, but my friends call me John" I wink at her and she smiles at me.
"Is that your girlfriend you came in with?"