Hello Lit Readers. This story is actual, factual, and true. Bill is a real person, with whom I have had the equisite pleasure of knowing, one-on-one. I hope you enjoy the tale of our coupling.
If you are interested in our relationship at all, you may also read my other stories, Emails to Lovers, Chps. 1-3. These are also real emails I have sent Bill. I hope you all enjoy!
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They had been teasing each other for the past week. He was older than her by eleven years, but the sexual tension between them was undeniable. She was out there, visiting a good friend of hers – her first lover. Despite that, their flirting and teasing continued, unabated, until that one fateful night.
They had agreed to watch some movies at his place, just as they had done before. This time was different; it was her last night before she would fly back home, back to her family, before going back to her college classes.
She was dressed comfortably in a sweatshirt and workout pants – nothing sexy by any means. She didn't want to lead him on unnecessarily. He had just gotten out of the shower, and was getting dressed. She sat on the couch while he got dressed, and they talked about stuff, but nothing in particular.
Finally, they decided on some movies to watch, and they climbed on his bed and got comfy. Throughout the first movie, nothing happened. As she watched, she wondered to herself how far it would go tonight. He had teased her into such a lusty state. She was hornier than she could remember. There was something about his confidence, and he was so goddamned cocky sometimes. She knew she wanted him to fuck her, and she knew that he'd be good at it. He had a way with his hands; she knew that much for sure.
The second movie started on the DVD player, and again, nothing happened. She got tired, and snuggled up against him, molding her body to his side. He was so warm, and she felt comfortable yet vulnerable. She had a full-blown debate going on in her mind: "I know if he makes a move, I won't resist it. Should I just get it over with and start it?"
She still hadn't decided if she would go all the way with him or not. She was an adventurous college chick. She had her hook-ups back at school. After all, he was so much older than her, in the Army, and married with kids. He didn't mean anything to her and she didn't mean anything to him – that part was mutual, as was how good the fuck would be.
The third movie was put in, but by this time, he was sleepy. She could hear his breathing become normalized as he slept. She herself was drifting in and out of a light slumber. She had turned herself towards him, and wrapped an arm around him. His breathing quickened as she started running her fingernails down his chest. She repositioned herself so she could reach him better. She sat next to him and ran her nails down his arms and his sides. He would jump every time she hit his nipples.
His reaction was making her wet. He moaned and murmured in his sleep. She couldn't believe how soaked she was. Her thong was saturated, and her pants were drenched. She moved down to his torso, then slowly past his crotch and to his legs. She was really getting off on how turned on he was getting, and he was still asleep! She continued up his legs, pushing up the leg of his shorts, to get higher and higher.
She could see his cock trapped in the confines of his shorts. She salivated at the thought of sucking it down her throat. Deep throating wasn't her specialty, but the size of the protuberance made her look forward to the challenge.
Her hand reached out and rubbed the obscene bulge, and she literally awoke the monster. His dick jumped in her hand, straining against the mesh material. At the same time, he woke up and reached for her. All at once his hands were all over her, and he was kissing her with a strong lusty passion. She knew if she didn't have him now, she would implode from desire.
She sat astride him while he pulled up her sweatshirt and bra. He used his powerful hands to lift and squeeze each of her breasts. He sucked one into his mouth, caressing her nipple. "Bite it!" She screamed.
She was moaning and speaking incoherently, but he wouldn't stop. Suddenly he sucked hard, and then released her. She growled at him, until he took the other nipple into his mouth. She had never had anyone attack her tits like that before. Finally she found someone who could be rough with her the way she always had wanted.
While he grabbed and mashed the tit he was sucking on, he reached down into her pants to rub her clit. She was dying from the pleasure of having her nipple chewed on and her clit expertly rubbed. She arched back, and he released her nipple. He moved his one hand so he could finger fuck her, and brought in the other hand so he could keep rubbing her clit.
