Sharon always seemed to be having one difficulty after another. When I first met her on line she was involved with someone in Florida, she said it was her wide. I took that to mean she was the domme and her girl friend was the sub. She was very loyal and wouldn't even role-play.
Then thinks stated to happen and she broke up with her friend and got real depressed. It sounded like she really needed someone. When we chatted every night I would have to reassure her things would get better and she would get over her friend.
Now how was I so sure of myself, telling someone else things would be okay, I was no psychologist? I had only my own past relationships to draw from and a lot of sense my dad had drilled into me as I was growing up. He made allot of sense sometimes and none, or at least I thought so, at others.
Well that's another story, this one is about Sharon and me. I made the mistake of telling Sharon where I was from and what I did. She called all the places I might work at and found out the name of the place by asking for me on the times I wasn't working. That is why when she showed up one night at the motel and announced who she was I couldn't believe it.
I was concerned I had a stalker on my hands. I need not have worried. What happened turned out to be one of the most enjoyable two weeks of my young life. Let me explain, I'm 24 and Bi femme, I enjoy being with women, but have had times men were fun as well. As it turns out Sharon was also Bi, but she had never said as much. She was also very pretty. I had never heard her voice but the words we chatted on line gave me a picture of her to muse over in my mine. It was fairly accurate.
At 5'6' with dirty blond hair and blue penetrating eyes, and an athletic figure she was very desirable. We spent the entire night, while I was at work, getting to know each other better. In the morning she came home with me. Too late to turn back now.
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After showing Sharon where things were in the apartment I got undressed to take a shower. I had the water running a little hot like I enjoy it and the bathroom was full of steam. Sharon came in and before I knew it she was in the shower with me. "I thought you might like to have someone scrub your back.'" Had that been all he had in mine I would have been real surprised.
As I stood with my face to the water she put her arms around me and hugged me close to her, with her pussy against my ass and her hands cupping my breast she began to nuzzle my neck with her lips. It had been a long time since I had been with anyone and the touch of her evoked a sigh from my lips. She took that as a signal to go further and began to cares my tits and nipples, pinching them erect and then tweaking each nipple as I moaned thru the water.
With one hand continuing to message my tits she moved her other to caress the soft belly skin and touched my mound of joy. All the while pressing herself against my ass. As we swayed and moved the excitement was growing. I turned to face her and took her face in my hands and kissed her mouth hungrily. My tongue searching her mouth, nippling on her lips, kissing her eyes, her ears and her neck. My kisses were returned and we began groping each other as the excitement built.
Finally I broke free and said, "I need to get clean for real, but if I do I just have to come back, let's dry off and get in bed." I turned the water off and we each took a towel and started to dry off. As we dried each other we moved to the bedroom and fell on the bed, still wet. I took a long look at her beautiful body with her long legs and muscular build she was a goddess. I wasted no time as I pounced on her and pinned her to the bed.