Emma And Alex 01

This is the first instalment in what is currently a three part series. It's my first attempt. I am trained in writing, but applying my skills to create a sexual tension was challenging. I very much value people's feedback.

I wanted to create a story with intrigue, realistic themes, and of course hot sex. This story features someone who is well endowed, hopefully in a realist sense. This is fiction, but I drew on my experiences to create this story. I hope you enjoy it.

Alex was having a very normal day, Emma had just had her life turned upside down. Little did they both know that fate would bring them together. Your past lives can come back to get you and change your future....

Alex was walking past the shops along the high street. He had just finished work and he had built up some time off. He wasn't sure what he'd do with his new-found freedom, but he was looking forward to a break.

As he was going past some of the retail outlets, he noticed a woman he recognised in one of the shop windows. It was a standard coffee shop but this woman was crying, weeping, into her paper mug. It was to enough of an extent that he, along with several others alongside him happened to notice.

It was Emma. Alex had worked with her for a while, around a year ago. He was covering maternity for a local charity, covering the phones, managing the office, and supporting local people at drop in events. The pay was fine, and it was a pretty uneventful year of writing a weekly newsletter, going to local events, and generally trying to get on with the tasks he was given and keep his head down. Alex, ever the joker, ended up being a bit of the class clown of the office.

Alex was a caring and respectful person. The unpleasantness of the situation made him want to console his poor ex-work colleague, whatever had happened to Emma. She was always a laugh when they worked together. Her and her best friend Amy ran a children's support section of the charity, so they never really worked together closely; they just met each other making tea and would all chat together in the office kitchen. She was a fair bit older than Alex, with two children, who they'd speak about often. He was aware she had a husband, but he didn't often come up into the conversation. Alex was sure he was a nice guy, she'd never gone into anything massively negative about her husband before; aside from the day to day grumbles of a modern marriage.

He went into the coffee shop just as she got off the phone. He ordered a filter coffee, to go. Alex thought that if he wasn't wanted or needed he could easily enough the steaming beverage on the walk home. He took his drink and wandered over towards the table. She saw him, and he feigned shock.

"Emma!? Hello! I haven't seen you in a long time". He shifted his tone to a more considerate one, "What's happened? Is everything alright? You seem devastated."

She sniffed, and immediately he knew that an event both large and uncomfortable had happened in her life, but also that she was happy to see a familiar face. "Alex! What a shock..." She paused and sniffed "Larry cheated on me" She said, as she threw up her arms. She uttered a short, sarcastic laugh. "Take a seat, you waiting for anyone?"

Alex knew he was for a story, but he had nothing to do for the rest of the day. He'd much rather be an ear available for someone suffering. He grabbed the chair, pulled it close to the table, and sat down. With his elbows on the table, he cupped his chin and listened...

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They took a seat at the Dog and Horses. Secluded, away from the windows. They'd sat chatting until both their drinks went cold, and talked until they were asked to leave. In Britain the best place to go to past the hours of a nine to five job is a pub, so here they both were.

"...so then I said, then I said: You can fuck off and you can do one!". As she got through more and more alcohol, the Northern Lass came out of her more and more. (For those unaware, women from this area of England can be quite strong willed and feisty....). Alex smiled and laughed, heartily. He was actually having a wonderful time, despite the uncomfortable circumstances. He could see that Emma was too, as she sank the last drops in the glass into her waiting mouth.

"Well you know what, I could have cheated on Larry 100 times, and I didn't. Does that make me an idiot? Does that mean I'm the bigger person? I'm sat here right now the same as you, and I have two kids to talk to, to explain that their dad's a piece of shit"

Alex smiled, there was a lot of truth in what Emma was saying. He noticed for the first time that Emma was very beautiful. She has a smooth, slightly tanned face. Not too common in the north of England for the native population. Beautiful eyes held behind thin rim leopard print designer glasses. Her smile was to die for, bright white perfect teeth shone back at Alex every time he said something she liked. Today that seemed to be often, despite the circumstances. Her hair shifted from a soft brown to a bright blonde towards the edges. At her age some element may have been from a bottle, but it didn't show.

"You can do better than him, if that's what he's bringing to the table", Alex said to her softly. He didn't want to seem creepy towards someone he'd only ever shared friendly banter with at work. She laughed at his comment. "No Emma I mean it! You're great! I understand that at the moment you don't want to think about the future, but if a future comes I won't have to help you find a hot bloke interested in taking you out on a date or two!"

She scoffed. "I've got two kids, Alex. No one looks kindly to a woman in her 40s with a couple of children trailing around" She looked down at her glass, a tough of melancholy in her voice, "besides, I've got no house anymore, he owns the lot. Technically...."

"Where are you staying at the moment? Do you have anywhere to go this evening?" Alex asked with a concerned note to his voice. She lived, used to live, in a smaller part of the town far from where they currently sat. He knew from their conversation at the coffee shop that this was recent news, so sharing this with anyone who could lend a space to lay her head would be an issue.

"Nope, nowhere...I was going to buy a room in a hotel for a while", She muttered.

"Don't be ridiculous. We have space on our sofa at my home." Alex offered generously, and sincerely "You can have my bed at least for tonight and then if you need a few nights we can look at sorting out the spare room - you won't want to look in there this evening after the state Dan left it in."

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They'd returned to Alex's shared house. No one seemed to be in apart from Emma and Alex. Alex was happy about that, he liked his housemates but didn't want them asking questions or getting involved. They were sitting on the broad sofa, having moved past the trauma of Larry's infidelity, they were talking about what had happened since they last spoke.

"How's Sam?" She was referring to Samantha, his girlfriend at the time. She'd always want to know the gossip between the two of them. He thought at the time that she may have been living out some younger years slightly vicariously. He didn't mind.

"We broke up" He said, as he popped the top off a bottle of wine. He gestured towards Emma and tilted his shoulders. She nodded; quite enthusiastically he noted. He poured out a rather large glass for both of them. She needed it, he wanted it.

"I'm really sorry to hear about that, Alex... what happened?" For once it was her doing the concerned tone. Something she was very good at. It was at this point he really looked at her. She was beautiful. Her tan face was framed by her large glasses. Her teeth shone with just the right shade of white. She was a well rounded woman, with curves in the right places and a large (but well proportioned) chest. He knew this next bit of their evening would be a bit awkward, she always used to ask follow up questions, but he couldn't not answer her or she'd push him for the truth.

"Honestly, it was just stuff in the bedroom Emma. She was lovely and we were great together but it's a big part of the relationship and if that doesn't work you can build up frustrations."

She laughed softly. "Tell that to my piece of shit Husband" She looked at the glass in her hands for a moment. "Everything seemed fine, what was the issue?"

She paused "You don't have to tell me if it's personal, was it to do with stress at work?"

Alex was a bit taken aback - the implication of him struggling hurt his ego. The alcohol they had both consumed in equal amounts spoke before he could, "it's to do with how we fit together, she's quite small and I'm quite...." He left the last word out but they both knew what he meant to say.

Emma chuckled like a teenager talking about sex. "Well that fact won't hurt you in the dating scene going forward." He looked at her, Emma was normally very confident. She seemed to recoil, acting quite shy.

Emma looked at Alex. He was quite a catch. She wasn't interested, not necessarily. But if she was his age and single she'd definitely go on a date with Alex. He was quite slim, with short ginger hair that also could have been described as a brownish tinge. His face was attractive, with strong cheekbones and a good facial structure.

They continued to drink. They got through almost the whole bottle between them. At this point Alex was at the pleasant and fuzzy part of drinking too much. Emma seemed to be in the same place, he observed. She waited until they both were towards the end of a glass before prompting him to finish.

"Drink up. I'm getting tired and you've promised me a room" Emma commanded. Alex chuckled as he got up to show her where she could rest for the night.

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He'd shown her to her room, well his room. It was lovely enough, showing all the hallmarks of an alternative lifestyle. Incense covering up a faint smell of something you smoke, wall hangings, trinkets of various shapes and sizes. He'd graciously given her an extra large t-shirt to change into. She'd thought hard enough to bring a change of underwear with her for the night, but not much more. She really didn't want to consider going back to her home. Especially at the moment.

He'd also donated, slightly awkwardly, a pair of briefs for her to sleep in. When she looked at the front she understood that he must really not be overdoing the size of his penis. There was a section at the front three times the size as the ones Larry wore.

Alex came in to check on her just before she'd managed to slide his pants up her well toned legs, she was standing in the centre of the room when he walked in. He knocked first, then entered when the all clear was given.

"Hello, I don't have work in the morning so just come down to the front room and knock and I'll get up and show you where all the bits and bobs are. You can say if you've had a bit much of me. I won't be offended if you tell me you need some time to eat toast on your own" He laughed at himself. Wondering how he'd ended up with a beautiful woman, whom he'd worked with over a year ago, was standing in his oversized shirt.

Emma was thankful "You've really saved here Alex! It's actually been really nice to see you and spend some time with you given the shitty circumstances." She smiled.

"I'll just grab my bits for sleeping and be out of your hair" He chuckled. He'd shown her the bathroom and his housemates were all with their respective partners.

As he walked across the room, he slipped on the pants that he'd given Emma. He wasn't expecting them to be there, she should have been wearing them. The alcohol in his system also did not help his sense of balance and he fell into her. As he fell he grabbed the sides of her shirt as he fell with her onto the bed; they fell together and bounced once as he landed on top of her.

His eyes went wide. Her eyes went wide. His hands rested on her naked torso, just below her breasts. Her chest was exposed to just below the nipple. They both remained for a moment, in shock. Just as Alex started to move back, she grabbed him. She looked down towards her pussy. He looked down, moving slowly. Taking in this beautiful woman lying under him, he took in her tight stomach, a surprisingly pierced belly button, his eyes drifting towards her pussy.

His eyes moved towards a tight strip of well kept black pubic hard. His jeans had popped open. All that was separating her warm pussy from his was a thin material of his briefs. They grew tighter by the second as his cock got larger and larger.

"Alex" his name caught his attention and he looked back up at her. "I know I'm in a vulnerable place right now..."

She wasn't wrong, he thought... "but I need this, I need you". Her hands snaked into his trousers.

He moved his hands from her side, pulling her t-shirt off. He took in her magnificent breasts for a moment before moving to remove his own. Once he had tossed it to the side of the bed, he wiggled his jeans off, with Emma helping him, before returning to his vantage point on top of his bed, on top of her.

With only his briefs separating them, he pulled her face towards his and their mouths met. From the moment their tongues collided Emma realised: This man knew exactly what he was doing in the bedroom department... Their tongues danced softly between each other's mouths as he caressed her tits. He slowly pinched at her nipples, as her hands snaked downward towards his package.

She paused when she reached it. She pulled her mouth away from his for a moment to mutter "Fuck Alex, you really weren't joking..." It was by far the biggest penis she had ever felt. "Please go easy on me" she felt it twitch as she said this. Her advances confirmed to Alex that she still wanted him.

"I'll be gentle" he said as he pulled away from her and pulled his last remaining clothing item off. She gasped as he did it. He did have a massive penis. Even he had to admit that. Gladly, from his experience, women slightly older could manage to handle it a little easier. Though he had never taken someone who had had children before, which he thought may help a bit. Alex had never measured it. Those with monster weapons between their legs knew that would be a little crass. But, it was very big and he knew that.

He was very aware of the nature of what was about to happen and who it was happening with. Before they engaged in carnal activity he asked once more: "Are you SURE you want this? Just because your husband cheated doesn't mean you have to do this"

She looked at him as he climbed onto the bed and begged him with her most sultry voice, "I want you, I need you to fuck me tonight". She removed both her expensive designed eyeglasses, putting them on the bedside table. She then took her wedding ring from her finger and put it on the bedside table too.

Then, in a complete surprise, he dove head first towards her pussy. Before Emma had the chance to tell him she doesn't really do that, he'd started his assault on her pussy. He began with small kisses along her thigh towards her pussy. Slowly working his way towards his goal. He also ran one hand towards her pussy and the alternative hand up her torso towards her sizable breasts. By the time he reached her pussy, she hadn't taken a breath for almost 30 seconds.

Electric. The contact between his tongue and her clitoris. Alex knew how to eat pussy - he'd had a girlfriend who was Bi, she'd told him he was leagues above all her previous partners. Including the girls...

He lapped and lapped at Emma's pussy. Savouring the taste of juices as they began to truly flow. He then inserted first one finger, then a second, and curved up towards her internal G Spot. After having been taken by surprise, she let herself enjoy being eaten. It had been years since a boyfriend had done this to her, and never before to this degree.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" she murmured, listening to the sound of her juices begin to pour over Alex's face. She looked into his eyes as he ate her pussy, bringing her hands down to his locks and running her painted nails across his scalp. The pressure was building inside of her, she could feel it. He expertly performed oral sex on her amazing pussy.

When she came, she came hard. Screaming his name increasingly loudly before the build up to climate. "ALEX, fucking hell that was so hot, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for that feeling" she said, breathless, a tone of genuine passion in her voice he'd previously only heard from long term girlfriends.

He moved up her body, leaving little kisses as he went. He could have continued to taste her, but he knew deep down that she may get second thoughts the more he went on without filling her up with his cock. He wanted to get his orgasm in, before the end of the night, and deep down he wanted to see how a needing mum of two would react to being stuffed full of his big cock.

Emma also wanted to see how she would feel. She smelled her pussy, at this point the whole room was coated with the smell of her dripping arousal. By the time Alex had got to her mouth with his small flicks of his tongue up her body, she resumed the assault of their mouths and tasted her own sex on his tongue.

Alex detached and lined up his monster with her entrance. He muttered to her "I'm clean and safe, I assume you are too, we can sort out any other issues tomorrow right?"

Her eyes were transfixed on his giant member - she simply nodded. "Please go slow, and don't break me" she pleaded. Emma pushed herself back onto his pillow, to give herself a better vantage point. It was a good view to watch the possible rearrangement of her insides, she mused, as Alex followed her up the bed.

"Of course", Alex smiled. He pushed. Despite how wet he'd made her with his oral skills, he immediately felt resistance. Two kids doesn't change much, he pondered. She gripped him tight as a vice as he managed to squeeze his head into her. He bent down and bit down softly on her nipple. He nibbled around her chest area as he felt her relax slightly.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god" she repeated as he pushed himself deeper. When he moved away from her chest she looked down again. He had yards to go; miles left of his penis. She felt more stretched than she ever had during sex, and understood why he had insisted on his oral bombardment beforehand. She took his head in both hands. "This... is... intense" Emma spat out as he slowly pulled himself into her pussy.

Alex looked back at a face he had seen one hundred times in his office, he could have never imagined then he'd be fucking this woman. He also recognised the face she was making now, he'd seen THAT on many previous women as they realsied the task that was fucking his massive cock. He chose that moment to start to gently retreat. Her pussy clung to him as if for dear life.

When only his head remained, he pushed in again. He was focusing on her reactions. A stream of profanity left her mouth as he pushed his way inside to around a third of his impressive length. He paused again and felt her squeeze him. "How are you doing Emma?" He asked, almost casually. She was taking in his body, her face twisting as, again he slowly removed himself from her.

The pressure was starting to turn to pleasure for her. A slow building feeling of friction across her insides that warmed her. Fun but not familiar, she had never been fucked so tenderly by something so large. Despite the tender time it took, the emotional weight felt as large as the large object currently sawing into her most private parts. "I... feel...good...sexy...you're...more please..." His cock swelled momentarily, she definitely felt it.

He worked himself deeper. It could have been five minutes, it could have been an hour, neither of them bothered to check. Her pussy gushing all over the monster meat inside her. The feeling of warmth grew and grew. She kept mewling, speaking a variety of curse words and his name. Alex clocked the first "Fuck this feels so amazing" from her, he loved the "Yes please, give it to me". When Emma told him "your big cock is stretching me out so good" he almost lost it and had to refrain from slamming his cock all the way inside her.