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Since You've Asked So Nicely

"So, would you do it?"
"Do what?" I played dumb
"Don't be like that!" She elbowed me, naughtily. Stacy and I were sitting in a crowded bar on a Thursday night, talking about nothing and then she started to say something about her cousin from Norway. He was supposed to come for a visit and I was wondering who he was and why she kept insisting that I should be the one to give him a tour.
"All I'm asking you is to pick the guy up from the airport and show him around till I come back from work. It's only for a few hours, plus it's his first visit in here and I would really like him to have a good time", She explained.
"That's all very nice, Stace", I remarked, "but he's a big boy, you know, he can handle a twelve minutes train to the city. Plus, I'm pretty sure that he's more than capable of finding himself a nice café while he's waiting for you. Not to mention that if he's so incredibly cute like you say, he would probably know how to spend his time usefully…"
"You're such a tease, R", she laughed, "Besides, both of us know for a fact that you're the last person on earth who will say no to a few hours with a cute guy who's coming to spend his Christmas holiday in our humble country…"

And she was right. On the very next day I took a train to the airport and waited for a non blond (!) bloke from Norway. He was walking pretty calmly, his hands in his jeans pockets and his eyes wandering around and looking for me. She was right, he was very cute, tall, solid and cute. I waved him and he smiled. He approached me and said: "Very nice to meet you, Rocket, I'm Adrian."
"Likewise", I replied, "What do you feel like doing?"
"I'll let you lead the way," he said, "Though I would love to have a beer if that's all right with you, of course."
"Sure", I said, "let's take the train and go to a bar."

The train was packed. We had to stand really close to each other. I can't say that it bothered me, non blond Adrian turned out to be a really pleasant guy.
By the time we arrived to the city the daylight was already gone. We went to my local bar and I asked Adrian if he would like to try the local beer. He said that he would love to and I thought that I must stop acting like a way too enthusiastic tourist guide.
Adrian was sipping our local beer. I was drinking mine. He told me that he's been waiting for that visit for a long time and so far he doesn't feel any sense of disappointment. I thought it was cute. We smiled at each other and then I got up and went to the toilets.
When I washed my hands I've noticed him. Since the bar had unisex lavatories I could actually see him zipping his pants. I figured that he absentmindedly forgot to close the door properly. I also figured that it would probably be very pleasant to put his cock in my mouth. It seemed solid, a stiff & solid Norwegian cock. I sure hope that Stacy is working extra hours tonight.

Car

"SO tell me… ", he was asking mischievously, in writing, "What do you remember most about our last encounter?"
To be honest, it was fifteen years ago and I didn't remember much; though I did remember a significantly wide cock and even more significantly filthy apartment. However, I mentioned only the apartment part. I didn't want him to get the wrong impression. I didn't want to make him feel that I was still interested in him after all these years. As far as I knew he was around thirty eight years old now and his hair was still ridiculously long. At any rate that was according to what he was writing using the Facebook messenger.

"Do you want me to remind you?" He kept on writing.
"Why not", I replied, wondering whether he was the one who was holding on to memories, after all.
"Well… I remember a car, in front of your old house. It was raining and we didn't want to step out. I recall some weird positions: legs on a windowpane, your lips clinging to my cock… By the way, do you still like sucking cock?"

After all this time, It was funny to hear the story from his point of view. Fifteen years passed since I allegedly swooped down on his cock inside a car on a rainy night and I don't even remember. To the best of my knowledge, it was my car, but I don't remember any of it; though I do have a memory of him squealing in a funny voice while fucking me. These are the sorts of things you don't easily forget.

Sea-Thru

"Shall we get inside, just before the sun goes down?" he suggested
We left our towel on the sand and stepped inside the cool water. It wasn't that warm anymore, as the summer was ending. Both of us just stood there for a moment, waiting for the other to make the next move. He jumped into the dark-blue water and I waited for his head to pop out and see me as I let the Mediterranean Sea engulf me.
It took us only a minute to become wrapped around each other and for his stiff cock to rub against my string Bikini. As he was directing his cock towards my wet hole and biting my neck, he said, "what do you think will happen if we'll move it aside for a bit?” Without answering him, I turned around and felt him caress me with his shaft. I put my arms around his neck, stuffed my tongue inside his mouth and loosened my cunt's muscles, acknowledging his hardness.
He grabbed my thighs and directed me toward the exact spot where I could feel his balls. Though everything around us was wet I could sense another kind of wetness spreading inside me. I popped his cock in and out as the salty waves splashed us.
When I opened my eyes I noticed two people swimming towards us. It was almost impossible to let go of his cock.

The Trinity

The baby was sleeping in the living room. His father and I were fucking in the bathroom. I was sitting on the toilette seat and the father was spreading my inner lips with his tongue. I had a great view of my tits and nipples as he was popping his nose inside my cunt, sucking every drop of my moistness. He had a gentle smell of powdered milk mixed with saliva and aftershave.
The door was slightly open. I could see the baby's little head over his father's shoulder. He was still asleep. I leaned my head against the ceramic wall. The father squeezed my clit with his lips while sticking his forefinger inside me. He looked at me as I started to squirm. I gave him my 'don't you dare stop now' look and he kept on going till I squirted inside his mouth.

"Come", I asked him firmly, grasping his head with my both hands, still wriggling. The father took his face out of my pussy. He held his cock in his right hand, making sure it is still on and I preferred to turn my back towards him. I put my right leg on the sealed toilette seat as I felt his cock penetrating me. I looked at him through the mirror. We looked at each other. He had the helpless look he usually has when he fucks me real hard. The baby was starting to cry. His father grabbed my hair, thrusting harder and faster. The baby's crying became more and more intense. His father didn't stop looking at me. I felt as if I had to do something but I couldn't do anything besides open my pussy lips wide and rub my clit against his throbbing cock.

The minute he came, he rushed into the living room. I kept on stroking my clit as I heard him say: "sh… it's OK, it's OK…"

Familiarity

There are people that simply smell you as soon as you enter their territory. Even though we are not in the jungle anymore, some encounters do lead you to act like an animal.
Yesterday I went to a wedding. I was very agitated since right before I Ieft my building, I was smart enough to slam the door and leave the key inside. I knew that I would have to take care of it later that evening. I went to the bar, ordered "white wine, please" and then I saw him. Michael. He looked great and was kind enough to say the same thing to me. The minute we started to chat his moans were all I could hear. I reckoned that he was saying something about the groom, though, in addition to something about tears that he almost shed. I smiled, sniffing his scent and moving him away with my cigarette's smoke.
I remembered our last encounter. He sniffed me, using his virile nose to tease me all the way to the bottom. Back then he forgot that he was a perfect English gentleman after all and popped his finger inside my cunt while keeping his lips sealed. I fastened my vagina lips into that forefinger of his and started to get myself wet. I felt his finger sliding fluently towards my clit. He looked at me with his green sealed eyes, I was moaning and he remained still. Right after I came he took his finger out of me, cautious as a doctor. I took his cock in my hands, groping his stiffness. He let me caress him for a while, only to surprise me with his sudden penetration. He was silent like a mute and I was the one who screamed for both of us.
He was much nicer yesterday than he was on the year before. Even his cock was friendlier, coaxing instead of making a stand. Corny as it sounds, I sat on his cock inside a toilet box. This time I was the one who performed the penetration.