spencergarnerNC, Author at NSFW story

Casual encounter [OC] M/F

I saw you as soon as you entered the room. It wasn’t just your amazing figure and gorgeous blonde hair. It was something else about you. It was your attitude. Your aura. Your smile gleamed and your eyes flashed. I instantly wanted you.

I introduced myself at some point and the connection was instant. Our eyes met and there was some depth of understanding. But also, desire. Raw. Real. Obvious.

The music was loud and we had to stand closely to even hear ourselves talk. You subtly touched my arm and smiled. You laughed at my jokes, even the dumb ones. I could see the black lace of your thong when you bent over and it became apparent to me that you weren’t wearing a bra. Your pierced nipples standing erect and inviting. I couldn’t think about anything other than getting my hands on you. All over you. And tasting you.

We got separated by other conversations, but kept eye contact across the room. I was undressing you with my eyes. You were asking me to with yours. You gave me a look, a “follow me” kind of look. And then you disappeared upstairs. I waited a minute and followed. My heart was beating rapidly and I tingled with the anticipation of the unknown. Read more »

(M)orning shower (f)or oral rendezvous

I roll over and feel for you in the bed. You’ve already gotten up. I can see the light coming from under the bathroom door and I hear the shower turn on. I rub the sleep from my eyes and stretch. I realize that despite our amorous interactions the night before, I’m still rock hard. And wanting you…

I go in and slowly slide the door open. You don’t hear me, and your back is to me. As you let the water cascade down you run your fingers through your hair to thoroughly soak it, I can see your entire figure. Your shapely ass, your fit legs and your sexy skin, glistening.

I drop my underwear to the floor and slide in behind you gently rubbing my hands across your hips. I pull you back to me and embrace you with my arms wrapped around you. I slide my hands up and cup your breasts and squeeze your nipples in my hands as I kiss the nape of your neck and taste the water on you. You moan lightly. I grab you back into me and you feel my hardness pressed up against you. Read more »

Birthday dinner [oral] [M] [F] [public]

I picked you up for a late dinner. You were wearing a sexy little sun dress. Your skin was sun kissed and your hair shown like the sun. You smelled fantastic and when you got in the truck, you leaned over and kissed me. Our mouths paused momentarily and my tongue explored your lips and was met gently by your sweet tongue. Your mouth tasted so sweet and I immediately began to feel my pulse quicken and the blood begin to flow to my manhood. We kissed again and then I turn to drive. We had a reservation at a nice italian restaurant that was your favorite. As we drove, we chatted casually and laughed a lot. You always make me smile. You had your hand on my leg and you were caressing my leg, which you knew was arousing me and you liked it. You reached up and grabbed my hand and gently placed it on your thigh, under the hem of your dress and you continued to tell me about your day. I took the hint and my hand began to gently explore your smooth, tan skin. I allowed my fingers to roam up towards your waist. You shuddered a little when I got close enough to feel your warm, moist pussy. You leaned over and whispered in my ear “I’m not wearing any panties”… you knew this would drive me crazy. Read more »

Jack [M] and Rachel [F] – All Weekeend

I ran my fingertip around the edge of my expensive wine glass at the hotel bar, enjoying the pure high-pitched hum the balloon made as it vibrated. It blended with the Miles Davis floating down from the overhead speakers. From my vantage point along the wall, the room was shadowy, with small pools of light from bright but focused bulbs recessed into the ceiling. Dark wood, plush carpeting, and granite were everywhere. Shadowy forms occupied club chairs and cushioned alcoves across the room. My wine looked black in the faint light.

I was a little self-conscious as I adjusted my sleeveless dress, pulling my silk wrap around my bare arms. I had been sitting alone for about twenty minutes. Just as I was reaching for my phone, a figure materialized from the darkness several feet away and prowled over to the barstool next to me. He slid soundlessly onto the smooth leather.

His presence was overpowering. His sheer physical size was intimidating, at well over six feet tall and broad, muscular shoulders. A tailored suit jacket stretched across his broad back, which tapered to a trim waist. His hands, now resting on the bar, were roughly the size of small hams. Read more »