A Surprise Encounter (flashback) [MF]

*10 years ago…*

“That was awesome!” She exclaims loudly as we exit the theater and head to my car. “*’Whatever your secret was, you have to agree, mine is better.’*” She quotes. “Holy shit!”

“I liked it. Christopher Nolan is proving to be quite good at what he does,” I offer.

“Didn’t he direct the latest Batman movie?”

“Yes, also with Christian Bale. I know he directed Memento, I think he wrote it too,” I add.

“That movie was crazy,” she laughs, “but good.”

“So where to now?” I ask as we arrive at my car hoping I don’t sound too forward. Sure she has slept with me once, but that doesn’t mean she will again.

I unlock the car and she opens her door smiling, “Your place?”

She steps inside and closes the door with a thud. I give a silent cheer hoping for another intense sex marathon with her. I get in and start the engine. I close my door and throw it in reverse. As I turn to check behind me I meet her gaze and smile slyly, “My place it is.”

A Night Out [MF] (Part 5)

She opens her eyes and exhales smiling wide.

“Welcome back,” I grin kissing her lightly.

“Mmmmm,” she hums happily.

“Having a good time over there?”

“Yes indeed,” she giggles, “are you?” Her expression changes abruptly concerned how I might answer.

I laugh at her ridiculousness, “Yes weirdo. I am having a great time”

She smiles at her own foolishness as she surveys our current position, “Oh, right.”

“I mean who doesn’t want a hot girl getting off on top of them?”

“Shut up,” she hits me playfully, “You liked it.”

I throw my hands up amused, “I’m certainly not complaining.”

“Good,” she menaces before kissing me provocatively.

“So soon?” I mock her, “I’m impressed.”

“Fuck you,” she challenges quietly.

“That’s the idea,” I reply raising my eyebrows smugly. I push her off of me and onto the couch directing her fall. I lie down next to her and pull her close. She kisses me hard lifting her left leg up onto mine ready to go once more. I grab her thigh and push into her gently. She inhales sharply bringing her hands to my face.

A Night Out [MF] (Part 4)

I sit back and take in the view returning my hands to her thighs. Her bra is white and clasps in the front perfectly accentuating the curve of her breasts. Her arms are athletic and her stomach is toned with hints of muscle definition when she moves. Her skirt flows off to either side giving me a peek of her little blue panties every so often.

“You look good kiddo.”

She gives me an enticing look and reaches for her clasp. She slowly opens her bra and drops it behind her unabashed. I move my hands up her body to the softness of her breasts. I tease her nipples between my fingers causing them to become erect. She closes her eyes and shows her pleasure with a small sigh.

I move forward slowly bringing her left nipple into my mouth. She moans as I circle her breast with my tongue. I move across her chest running my mouth along her skin as I go. I reach her right nipple and take it gently in my teeth. She runs her hands up my back and through my hair moaning with delight as I explore her skin. She is more than enjoying the feel of my tongue on her flesh.

A Night Out [MF] (Part3)

The cool air feels nice on my skin. The shot is starting to have its desired affect and I feel a warmth slowly spreading from my stomach to my arms and legs. We talk about books and comics the entire walk back to my place. She lists her favorite movies of the last ten years and asks mine. Turns out we still have a lot in common. She is careful not to delve too deep into her personal life and doesn’t press me for mine. We arrive at my place where I offer her another drink.

“Sure,” she accepts graciously taking a seat in the middle of my couch.

I open two bottles of beer and head to the living room where she is lightly tapping the cushion next to her inviting me to sit.

“I still cannot believe you haven’t see Edge of Tomorrow,” She shakes her head confused as I sit beside her and hand her a beer, “because Tom Cruise is a Scientologist?”

“Not entirely because of that,” I counter taking a drink, “he is also not a great actor.”

“Top Gun?”

“Not terrible for its time, but not my favorite.”

A Night Out [MF] Part 1

I sit across from her nursing a beer and watching as she wipes away the condensation from her glass. She asked if we could meet up and hang out. I suggested my place for convenience and of course discretion, but was met with resistance. Perhaps it was a bit presumptuous in hindsight. I’m not even entirely sure what I am doing fueling this flame, I just cannot seem to resist when it comes to her.

“I read somewhere if two past lovers can remain friends, either they never were in love or they still are,” she flirts breaking the silence.

I laugh and take a swig of my beer, “Are we still considered friends at this point?”

She shoots me an evil look.

“What?” I laugh louder this time.

She sips her beer quietly avoiding eye contact. I have hit a nerve. She stares at the glass in front of her and gathers her thoughts a moment before laying into me. This ought to be good.

“You know what I mean,” she says bitterly.

A Night Out (Part 2) [MF]

I turn to find her mouth once again on mine. She grabs my face with both hands and pulls me close panting, “You feel so good inside me.”

I inhale deeply and mange to groan in agreement.

“I miss you,” she whispers touching her forehead to mine.

“Stop it,” I implore my legs beginning to burn from my continued thrusting.

Slowly she slides her tongue into my mouth. I welcome the warm sensation and feel every hair on the back of my neck stand up. I forget what she has said to upset me and offer my tongue in return. She feels soft and sweet and is completely lost in us. Nothing is hotter than watching a woman thoroughly enjoy the pleasure I am giving her. I think of all those things we have done and about all those depraved things I still plan to do to her.

My breath is labored now and my legs are on fire. I feel my climax building stronger by the second. I won’t last much longer. She brings her hand to my mouth and removes her tongue. I lean forward to taste her mouth once more but she places her fingers over my lips stopping me.

A Night Out [MF]

I sit across from her nursing a beer and watching as she wipes away the condensation from her glass. She asked if we could meet up and hang out. I suggested my place for convenience and of course discretion, but was met with resistance. Perhaps it was a bit presumptuous in hindsight. I’m not even entirely sure what I am doing fueling this flame, I just cannot seem to resist when it comes to her.

“I read somewhere if two past lovers can remain friends, either they never were in love or they still are,” she flirts breaking the silence.

I laugh and take a swig of my beer, “Are we still considered friends at this point?”

She shoots me an evil look.

“What?” I laugh louder this time.

She sips her beer quietly avoiding eye contact. I have hit a nerve. She stares at the glass in front of her and gathers her thoughts a moment before laying into me. This ought to be good.

“You know what I mean,” she says bitterly.

A Fun Friday Night [MF] [oral]

A knock at the door startles me from the Netflix marathon I have planned for the rest of my evening. I check my phone. 8:28. A little late for the UPS guy. I take a swig of my beer before pausing my show.

Another knock hits as I make my way to my front door. I open it to find her standing in a long black coat and boots smiling sweetly. A quick jolt of electricity runs through me as I think about ripping it off her and bending her over the couch as she steps through the door. Better not.

“Hey,” she flirts.

“Well, well, well,” I muse leaning against the doorway, “Look who it is.” I give her a long look before continuing, “And what brings you here this fine evening?”

“Just thought I would stop by and say ‘hello’,” she blushes taking a step back.

“Unannounced at this hour?” I inquire.

She laughs timidly and nods her head.

“And what if I have company?”

She steps back once more tightening her coat, “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t think…” She trails off.

“Didn’t think anyone would be here?” I finish her thought.

Surprise Encounter Part 2 [Mf][Mdom][anal]

I emerge from the bathroom to find her in my bed. I smile, taking in the sight. She is face down in the pillows breathing softly. I run my hand over her knee highs as I approach. Softly I caress her ass and she shudders slightly as I trace the handprint that remains. As I make my way up her back she moans quietly into my pillow and wiggles her ass. And like that, I want her again. I lay down next to her and she turns to reveal a sly smile.

“You look like the cat who got the canary,” I muse.

“I feel like that cat,” she laughs and buries her head in the pillow.

I am weak, but blissfully content. I would fuck her again in a second, but I need to hold back at least for now. I place my hand on her back and feel the rhythmic rise and fall of her breathing. I forgot how much I miss little moments like this. Her smell, her warmth, her breath can all be very intoxicating.

“These pillows smell like you,” she mummers through the fabric.

Surprise Encounter Part 1 [Mf][oral]

There’s a knock at the door. I look at the clock. 6:27.

“Interesting,” I mutter to myself as I secure my towel and head toward the entrance.

I open the door and there she is. Through the dark screen I can see she is lost in her thoughts, but quickly looks up. She studies my outline and discovers I am in a towel.

“You’re early. I am not ready.” I say as coyly as I can.

“Sorry. I wanted to talk with you before we met up later.”

“I’m confused,” I exhale loudly, “You wanted to talk to me before we met up later to hang out and talk?”

She laughs nervously, “Yes.”

“Well then come on in and make yourself at home.” I open the screen door with a loud squeak and I catch her surprise at my body. It is not like it used to be when she last saw me undressed. The thin, lean frame has been replaced by a well defined mass of strength and muscle.

I smile at her reaction; I like how it feels. My lust flares up inside me.