Authors Note: Ok for those who don't know me. I'm a trucker. I drive into NYC. I'm also a trainer. I show guys how to drive and not kill anyone. I also write erotic fiction. Nobody here under eighteen. Try to be gentle in your comments. It's just a story.
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Wicked Wanda was giving me a very hot box lunch every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.
About twelve noon, I'd walk the five blocks to her house at the end of a cul-de-sac, and I'd go in the back door into her kitchen, into her arms, into her soft embrace. Pretty soon I would be into her vagina! She was so very sexy! We would be kissing from the first second I got there until I had to go back. Lunch was never so great.
Wanda was tall, with big bosoms and an ass to die for. She had long dark brown hair and fiery dark eyes. Her plump lips called out to be kissed, and felt pretty damned good on my manhood!
I didn't ask what she did on Tuesday or Thursday, but since she was a nurse at the hospital, I could guess. Some doctor was having a bit of Wanda pussy sandwich, no doubt. Oh well.
We weren't married. In fact, she said she was getting divorced, but she seemed to be dragging her feet as far as that was concerned. It wasn't like I was trying to get married to her either. But she said she was definitely getting a divorce. Hmmmm? I wonder.
I tried to give her a reason to WANT to fuck me those other days as well. I gave it 110% and fucked the daylights out of her. Many times I would fuck her so hard she would pass out from the pleasure. She would just lose consciousness for a few seconds to a minute after a really big orgasm. I did my level best to please her. She typically had at least six, if not ten good orgasms with me.
One time I got her off so hard she really passed out from the pleasure. She was out a good five minutes. I was afraid I'd fucked her to death. I was so happy when she returned to the land of the living!
I loved the way her huge juggs bounced as I fucked her from underneath. I would fuck upwards, she would fuck me back down, and our bodies would clap together. Many times it would stimulate her clit so much she would scream! I made damn sure she would have trouble walking for a while after our sessions. I know I did, but hey, I'm a guy! This is what we were designed for.
When she had her period, she would blow me. They were always epic blowjobs, worthy of the oral sex hall of fame.
The one day I took her in the bedroom, because I knew she was still very horny, she would diddle herself as she sucked my cock. Frequently, she came more or less the same time as me. She did not like to swallow, but she did on occasion.
I got three towels on the bed. I had removed the nice duvet cover. I grabbed her and stripped her, to my surprise she was soaking wet with excitement, not bloody like I expected. I laid her back and she said two words:
"TAKE ME"
That was enough for me. I had to go quite a bit slower and gentler as she was tender in her vagina, but she screamed and pulled me in with her heels deeper than I would have gone. I wasn't trying to hurt this sexy woman, I was trying to please her. I blew her mind by going down on her menstruating cunt.
She kept saying, "NO, NO, I'm dirty down there. Please don't" But that changed quickly to, "PLEASE don't STOP! OHMYGOD! I'm gonna cum again! Ahhhhh!" It wasn't fun for me, it certainly was a bit uh, unflavorable? Un-tasty? But to see the look of satisfaction on her face was worth the less than great taste.
It was after this, she started swallowing my cum. I didn't ask her for that. There wasn't any quid pro quo. She seemed to have acquired a taste for my sperm! Fine by me.
But her facial expression when I ate her on her period was absolutely priceless. She had explosive orgasms during her time. She was very grateful. She only thanked me about a thousand times. But she wouldn't kiss me! Not until I washed my face, and brushed my teeth, mouthwash and all!
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One day, I got my days mixed up. I went to her house on a Tuesday, I really thought it was Wednesday. She wasn't home. I was sitting on her back steps, when her blonde neighbor came over.
"Hey, are you Rick?"
"Yes, I am. Do we know each other?" She looked vaguely familiar. She was five-seven, busty blonde, bee stung lips and blue eyes. She was sexy.
"I'm Karen, Wanda's neighbor. We're friends. I also know you from the store, you're the frozen food guy, right?" She was looking me over like she was deciding something. Like was she gonna buy me, or not.
"Yeah, I do the frozen food. I gotta close the store on Wednesday nights and Friday nights. That kinda sucks," I looked at her hardening nipples under her tee shirt. Her tits were big too. "Where is she? I guess she couldn't make it," I thought, this girl wants some. Hmmm.
"She fucks some fancy doctor on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Didn't you know that?" My hurt look said that I didn't. "Rick, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said anything. I thought you knew."
"SHIT, today is Tuesday! Damn I got my days mixed up. Thanks for letting me know, anyways. I always wondered why I never saw her on those days. Now I know. Oh well." I got up to leave.
"Hey, don't fret. I can take good care of you on those days. Hell, I can fuck you on Saturday too! Are you really the stud Wanda says you are? May I see it?"
Her hand was already on my pants front, outside where anybody could see it from their backyards. I said, "Karen, why don't we take this into your house? We don't want an audience." We went in her house into her kitchen. I saw no ring on her finger, and no ghost ring either.