Category: eroticliterature

Please be gentle this is my first post here and English is not my first language…

Just for the Background: I am a French Guy Living in Germany since 2006. In 2008 in my former Company I was well known for the “nice” French guy who helps everybody. I was a real nerd: wear glasses, shy and very calm. I lost during the last 2 years 30kg (60pounds) and was not successful with women…

At this time in 2008 I was 28yo. I was Eating in the corporation’s restaurant, this old Lady came to me (she was 56 the typical German grandma: gray hair, glasses not fat but really curvy with a huge ass and tits but at this time I did not see her like that, I mean sexually) and asked me for help to translate a none work related email… I said sure why not but not right now, I have too much to do, but after work if you want. We exchanged phone numbers and that was it.

Later on I received a text message saying that she only had time on Sunday late afternoon. I said not a problem and she replied 5pm is ok? I said yes and sent her my address. Read more »

If so, here’s a bit of a longer story (roughly 16 pages as of now). It’s unfinished, but I’d like some criticism and advice.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1pC0cTQahP32rmyQPVf4fEy4XhAN4k-l_NbVHeWX89a0/edit?usp=drivesdk

I stood in a form fitting royal blue dress. It came above the knee but so short it was inappropriate for the company party I was attending. It had a plunging neck line and my cleavage could be spotted across the room. I had spent most the evening drinking and making small talk with my coworker Susan and her husband Frank. Susan wasn’t my favorite but her husband was insanely funny. He was an average looking guy. He had dark medium length hair and green eyes. He was about 5’11 and six inches taller than me.
“Well it’s been great guys but I have to head out. I’m parked down the block in the parking garage.”
“It’s a bit late why don’t I walk you?” Frank offered.
“No that’s ok. You don’t have to.” I replied.
“Nonsense.” Susan said. “Better safe than sorry. Frank I’ll get us more drinks.”
With that Susan walked away and Frank gestured with his hand for me to go ahead. I retrieved my black dress coat and we began the walk to the parking garage.
It was cold outside and frost had began to form on the ground.
“You really didn’t have to do this” I told him.
“Please. I can’t let a pretty woman like you walk alone in the cold and dark.”
He took the elevator to the second floor of the parking garage where my car was waiting for me.
“Why don’t you let your car warm up and we’ll have a smoke?” He suggested.
I unlocked my car and started it. I closed the door and turned. Frank had already sparked a joint and was handing it to me.
“Why thank you” I said and leaned my back shadowy the cold car door.
It took maybe seven minutes to smoke the joint and feel the buzz from the weed start to mix with the buzz of the alcohol.
“Thanks again” I said.
Frank gave me a strong warm hug. He smelled fantastic. I wasn’t sure what cologne had was wearing but it was a good choice. As he pulled back from his he stood looking down at me with both hands on my waist.
“What?” I asked. I was like against the car and couldn’t really go anywhere.
“You are absolutely gorgeous.” He moved one hand up and glided my hair back as he leaned down and kissed me. His lips were warm and soft. His tongue felt strong and confident as he swirled it around mine. He pressed himself against me and I could feel the outline of his cock against my pelvis. His hands were inside my jacket and he used one to squeeze my ass and the other to squeeze my tit.
“You’re married” I managed to grasp out.
“That’s my problem not yours.” That was all I needed to hear. He continued kissing me. My legs were cold but I could feel my pussy getting warmer as the juices were forming. He moved the hand on my ass and palmed my entire smooth pussy and bit my lip. If he didn’t know I wasn’t wearing underwear he did now.
“Get in that car” he growled. He moved forward just enough so I could open the back door. I backed in and he eagerly joined me. The music was already playing and I didn’t recognize whatever Saturday night remix was on. My dress was hiked up to my hips and I began grinding my wet cunt against his cock over his pants. He grinded back into me hard before leaning back and undoing his pants. He leaned over me while rubbing the shaft of his cock. He pinned my hands and wrists above my head and used two fingers to stroke the lips of my pussy. I began moaning and he split my pussy lips open before entering me with two fingers. He had more power than he looked like he had and as he pressed his fingers all the way into me he pressed them into the wall of my pussy and massaged it. I felt myself drip all over his fingers.
“You got a nice tight little pussy” he whispered on my ear. “Can your pussy handle this much cock?”
“I guess we’ll have to find out” I moaned as he continued to play with the inside of my pussy. Without releasing my hands he forced me down the seat. With his back in the ceiling he lifted himself over me and hung his dick in my face. In was around eight or nine inches and his girth was impressive.
“Open your mouth and suck this dick” he said.
He shoved his large dick down my throat and moved his hips up and down. His cock went past my uvula and choked me. I gagged but my hands were still pinned down and I couldn’t release them. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes as he continued to throat fuck me. Finally he pulled out of mouth and positioned himself back between my legs. He pushed my right leg out and up and stared at my opening.
“Can I have my hands back?” I asked wanting to wipe the spit from my mouth.
He let go on my hands and smacked my pussy. I moaned in pain and pleasure. My pussy was instantly hot and he smacked it again.
Then he grabbed his cock and used the tip to begin entering me. It was a tight fit despite how wet I was. He slowly rubbed his dick in and out of me, slowing putting more in me each time. He began thrusting faster and slammed my right leg up. I grinded my hips into him each time he came down inside of me. He bit my neck and I dug my nails into his back. We were sweating and if anyone was in the car garage they could surely hear my moans. His cock rammed into my cervix over and over again. Then he held himself deep inside of me, pressing as I grinded down on him.
“Oh fuck” he moaned. “Get on your stomach” and I again did as he ordered. He lifted my dress over my ass and slapped my ass twice. I could feel the hand print form. Then I felt him spread my ass cheeks.
“I bet that ass is tighter than that pussy” he said.
I laid there and before I could respond he slid a finger in and out of me and then rubbed my asshole with it. I felt my asshole stretch as he entered it with his large cock without warning. His body was on top of mine and as I tried to speak he slid his hand around my throat. As he thrust faster I felt myself ready to cum. As I felt my pussy spasm, I felt his cock pulsating inside of me. He groaned loudly and held his cock in place for a few minutes before crashing down on top of me.
It’s a good thing I never really liked Susan anyways.