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The Watcher

Posted in Fact with tags , , on November 27, 2012 by Ethan

I met Hannah when I joined a local civic club. We sat at the same table at the weekly meetings and quickly hit it off. There was nothing flirtatious about it as she told me about Danny, her husband, and different aspects of their lives. When she found out that I wasn’t dating anyone, Hannah began to play match maker and talk about her single friends.

Then, Hannah invited me to spend an evening at her house, so I could meet T.J., one of the friends that I had heard so much about. I accepted the invitation because I had nothing else to do, and it sounded like fun.

I was right. It was a lot of fun. Danny cooked all of the food. T.J. was an attractive woman with a great sense of humor. We ate, listened to music, played games and hung out on the deck. Hannah, Danny and T.J. drank beer and smoked weed, but I’m not into that. I believe that life should be experienced without being numb. Everything should be felt to its fullest extent.

The night was getting late when we found ourselves downstairs. Everyone was starting to drag when T.J. announced that she was going to bed. Not long after, Danny went to the kitchen to clean the dishes. That left Hannah and me alone on the couch. We had been talking for a few minutes when I said something about it being time to head home.

That’s when Hannah grabbed my arm and pulled herself close to me. She climbed over; straddled my lap; and started kissing me. I was stunned and not really comfortable. First, I wasn’t attracted to Hannah. Second, her husband was in the other room. Immediately, I pushed Hannah off and said what was in my mind.

Hannah started saying things like:

“It’s ok.”

“Danny doesn’t mind.”

“I promise that it’s all good.”

Frankly, I didn’t care what she said and told her that. Danny was in the other room, and I was not going to get my ass kicked, or worse, over something that I didn’t want to do in the first place. While I was trying to get myself out of this situation, Danny stepped into the doorway.

“What’s going on?”

Now, I’m in trouble. Then, Hannah said, “He’s worried that you will get mad.”

“I won’t get mad. Go ahead. I like to watch.”

There I was. Hannah wanted me to fuck her, and Danny wanted to watch me do it. After a few seconds of hesitation, I pulled Hannah back onto my lap and pulled her face toward mine. She wanted to bite, but I stopped her.

“If we are going to do this, then we are going to do it my way. You don’t bite me. I bite you.”

With that, I pulled her long hair back and exposed Hannah’s neck. Like a vampire, I went for the side of her neck and began to bite. Immediately, I could feel the goosebumps rise on that side of her body.

With one hand pulling her hair, the other hand pulled the buttons loose on her shirt. I didn’t realize until then that Hannah was not wearing a bra. She had small breasts and did not need the support, but Hannah had nipples that stuck out further than any I had ever seen. Now, I had something else to bite, and Hannah moaned when I did.

I glanced up to see Danny still standing in the doorway, and I still wasn’t sure how he was going to react to this. Fuck it. I was into it by then. I told Hannah to stand up and take off her jeans. She did it immediately and, unsurprisingly, was not wearing panties.

“Get on your knees.”

Hannah got on her knees. I stood in front of her and undressed. Shirt. Jeans. Underwear. I was standing with a semi-erection because I really wasn’t comfortable yet. I didn’t look at Hannah. I looked at Danny.

“Are you sure about this?”

“I’m sure.”

I wasn’t sure of much, but I was sure that they had done this before. I sat on the couch and told Hannah to suck my cock. She sucked it well, and it wasn’t long before I had a huge hard-on.

“Now, climb on top of it.”

Hannah straddled me again and slid herself onto my cock. Slowly, she rode me, and I glanced over at Danny to make sure he wasn’t making any sudden moves. He just stood there and rubbed his cock through his jeans.

“You have to do better than that.”

Hannah went from slow to fast and starting truly fucking herself on my pole. I wasn’t doing much. I just watched Danny rub the outside of his jeans. Did Hannah cum? I don’t know because I mentally took myself out of the room. I was wondering if this was the plan the entire time. I was wondering what he was thinking. As a Dominant personality, I don’t think I could stand there and not participate.

I decided that this was going to be my show. I pushed Hannah off of my cock and ordered her to get on all fours. As she got into position, I moved her to face Danny. Then, I got behind her and rammed my cock inside of her. I pulled her hair to bring her face up.

“If you guys want to watch, then watch each other.”

I closed my eyes and fucked Hannah as hard as I could. All the time, I held her hair to make her look at Danny. He was going to participate in some manner.

I’m not sure how long I fucked Hannah in that way, but at some point I came deep into her pussy. As I pulled out, Danny walked back into the kitchen.

We got dressed, and I got up to leave. Hannah walked me to my car and tried to get one last kiss. I refused. Then, she said, “Next time, Danny will join us.”

But, there wasn’t going to be a next time for Hannah and Danny. Next time, I was going to fuck the other person in the house – T.J.

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The Waitress

Posted in Fact with tags , on October 29, 2012 by Ethan

There used to be a restaurant in town that everyone went to. It was like Cheers because everyone knew each other. However, I wanted to know Kim, the waitress that always worked the lunch shift. She had a perfect ass and had that trashy look that I like so much. We would flirt when she worked my table, but I never had a real conversation with her until I went to the bar one night.

She was getting some extra time in by working the bar on a slow night, and I took the opportunity to really talk to her. It wasn’t long before we planned a night on the town, but there’s a problem. I don’t remember what we did that night. All I remember is what happened when we got back to her apartment.

It was a cheap apartment in a seedy part of town, and that made her even more attractive to me. We had a few drinks and talked a little before making out. I was entranced by the smell of perfume and cigarettes. They always mix into a powerful aroma. We were all over each other when Kim suddenly stopped and said that she had something for me. She walked into the bathroom and returned with a pill.

“Take this.”

“I’m not taking that. What’s it for?”

“If you take it I promise you the greatest night of your life.”

By this time, my intelligence was running straight to my cock. I took the pill. Then, we went to her bedroom.

I remember that she had a large bed with wooden posts, but the rest of the room is a blur. I have no idea what the pill was, but it kept me hard all night. We took full advantage as we fucked all over the room and in every position I could think of. I fucked her from behind while standing in front of a mirror. She rode me like she was breaking a horse. As I had imagined many times in the restaurant, I fucked her while she was on her hands and knees.

Her naked ass was better than I ever thought it would be. To this day, it was the best night of sex that I have ever had. I don’t know how long it went, but it seemed like forever.

As we laid exhausted on the bed, we talked some more, and I asked her a question:

“Do you live here alone?”

“Kinda. My husband’s in jail.”

I fucked her again and left.

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