"You mean you forgot cranberries two?"
James Frey Memorial Disclaimer - Some details have been changed to protect the guilty.
In this case it was a red bell pepper that sent me out into the rain and muck. But I often have that song in my head when dashing out to the store because who wouldn't want to run into a fabulous person in your average non-descript post-bodega arab grocery. And instead of Christmas, I was actually shopping for that uber-American holiday, the Super Bowl, when "to what to my wondering eyes should appear" that very same Beth who had recently bumped me down a tier.
She was resplendently slouchy in her courdoroy kangol headgaear and outrageous buffalo bill suede coat (with fringes). I knew she had seen the new leading man last night, so after the initial gush of hello I said, "Well, how was Simon? Wedding bells?"
Beth's grimace moved at the speed of light so I knew the answer to my question even before I heard her say, "It's over."
"Oh, honey. No. Really? Let me just see if they have a bell pepper and then I'll walk you home..."
No bell pepper later finds us on her stoop sharing her Marlboro Reds as she recounts the last 18 hours.
Simon, the man recently voted most likely to deliver Beth the white picket fence, had balked at dinner and suggested she just come over. I cocked an eyebrow, "He just wanted the booty call? I told you, you put out too early."
"Yeah," she agreed. "But he did come out and we had dinner and then I went back to his place."
"And was it good?"
"Oh, sure. But I stayed over."
"You SLEPT over?!!" (Beth never sleeps over.)
"It was horrible. I didn't sleep all night and then in morning I didn't even get any. I wanted to blow him but he wanted to sleep or something."
"Oh, honey. I'm so sorry. You broke your rule about sleeping over and you didn't even get to suck his cock in the morning?"
"No. Can you believe it? And I even invited him back to my place."
I said, "Jesus, you wouldn't even blow me in your living room and you're inviting him back to the temple of Diana for the night? What's the deal that you're violating all your taboos for this guy?"
"Well, I think I was trying compensate for it not being... so .... so, do you want to come up?"
"Sure."
We climb the steps to her apartment.
Once inside, our coats hit the floor and I pull her against me.
My hands push up her shirt immediately and I cup her breasts roughly in both hands.
"Ohhh," she moans.
"Oh, baby. You feel amazing. Your tits feel so big. Are you pregnant or something?"
"Mmmm.... mmm... fuck you...."
I put my head down to each delicious teat. Her nipples are hard against my palms. I pinch them gently and then harshly the way she likes it. She pushes against my hands. I lower my head to each and take them into my mouth and pull her flesh with my mouth and teeth.
With her breast tight in my mouth, I run my hands down her back and down her pants to hold her fantastic ass. She is moaning and pushing her pelvis against mine.
I am hard. I am urgent.
After grinding against her and feeling her body I push her down on the bed.
I strip down. And naked, pull off her pants as she wriggles out of her shirt.
I fall on top of her and continue to relish her smooth yielding flesh. Quickly and insistently we work ourselves into a state of desperate lust.
"Do you have a condom here?"
"Yes." She rises and I enjoy watching her naked body move to her bureau to retrieve one.
She returns to the bed and leans against the edge. I scootch (a sneetch-scootch) down so that my cock is in front of her. She takes it in her hand. I can't resist.
"Who has the nicest cock?"
"You do." (Thank you Beth.)
She strokes it. She has a great stroke. A perfect grip.
She takes it in her mouth and her head moves wonderfully up and down.
"This is the head you didn't get to give this morning... huh?"
She mumbles through a full mouth her agreement. Her eyes join in my joke.
I lie back and let her enjoy herself for a while. When she pauses to catch her breath I reach down and pull her back all the way onto the bed.
I open the condom and roll it onto my cock as she lies back. I lower myself onto her. I enter her quickly, filling her. Enjoying her tightness. Her warmth.
I fuck her hard. She loves to be fucked hard.
"Oh yes. Oh god. Oh god. Oh yes."
God bless her. She is so loud. The window is open. It is daytime. It is delicious to see her body in the sunlight.
"Oh. Yes. Oh, fuck me. Fuck me, Charlie. Oh god yes."
And bless me, I do.
I tell her how it turns me on that she had fucked another man just last night. I tell her what a glorious slut she is. And her head whips back and forth as I move above her.
"Yes. Yes."
She brings out the best in me. We stop frequently to take stock of one another. I love the look of incredulity in her eyes. The way she bites her lip and then tells me she wants more.
Her thighs spread to accommodate me and then her legs come up to rest on my shoulders. I lower all my weight on her to try to reach as deeply within her as I can.
"Ooooh god. Oooh god. Ooooh fuck yes. Ooooh fuck yes."
I alternate strokes. Hard and hard. And then soft and soft and soft.
I love pulling out almost all the way to tease her. To feel her entrance. To feel her pussy's hold on me slip away -- almost -- before I dance back in. I move in circles not because she likes it, but because it keeps her right on that edge. I think if she had her way, she would just like to be pistoned repeatedly.
And I do do that. Repeatedly.
We pause again and I roll her onto her side, moving to feel new parts of her. Slapping her beautiful white ass...
Which of course prompts me to move her completely onto her hands and knees.
She groans as she feels me touch her more deeply from this position. I enjoy the slapping sound and pulling her hips back. We move well together. I am overcome with a simple animal lust to rut. I squat now so that I can fuck her with more speed. Short hard sharp movements into her pussy. Holding her ass for support.
She is being pushed up against the headboard -- I take her hair in my hand and collect it into a ponytail and take a firm hold as she utters a gasp. I lean forward and my teeth find her shoulder and she groans again.
Her volme increases... her tempo increases.. her willingness and surrender increase.
I find my last gear and move faster and harder as she urges me on. We hold this place ... this place of speed and vigor and intensity for as long as we can and then I release her hair and press forward -- one .. two .. three... and cum with great release. There is a moment of tension and then collapse. I feel her beneath me... my cock lingering inside her for a bit... and then I withdraw gently.
"God." Exhale. "That was amazing."
"You too," she responds.
"Mmmm...."
We lie there enjoying the play of light and the bit of a chill over our warm bodies from the open window.
"Baby," she begins.
"Yes?"
"Do you mind if I finish up?"
"Of course. Do what you need to... do you want me to do anything?"
"No, but I need to get some stuff."
"Oh, are these your contraptions? I am so excited to watch."
"Do you want the whole show? It's three different things."
"The complete shebang. I'd be honored."
"Okay, but you need to turn around."
I stand up and face away as she busies herself at her endtable and then in bed. Finally...
"Okay, babe."
I turn around and she is laid out on a towel and is holding a gorgeous dildo.
"This is the dildo, I told you about. Isn't it fabulous?"
It is. And I know one day I'll be on the receiving end of it as well.
I then notice she has some sort of appliance with a serious business end. She switches it on and applies it to her clit.
"Isn't it totally Terminator III? This. Is. Awesome."
"Didn't you tell me the full panoply was 3 devices?"
"Yes. I have a butt plug in. Come here."
I move back to the bed and watch as she inserts the dildo with one hand while Schwarzenbrator grinds away. For a little while she wants me to use the dildo on her, but it is clear that what she wants is her own expert hand so I relinquish it and enjoy her show.
"Oh, yes. Oh. Fuck yes!"
She wants me to kiss her tits. I move closer, the show nearing its climax. I suck her sweet hard nipples and kiss her as she finds her finish.
"Fuck. Charlie. Oh. Fuck. Charlie. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me."
Her body rocks and writhes and she shakes and then she is finished.
Deliciously finished. And complete.
She smiles at me.
"That was amazing," I say. "YOU. Are amazing. Thank you for sharing that with me."
She blushes and smiles and rolls over. Contented.
On her shoulder, where I bit her, I notice a circular bite mark. It is red and round.
Like a bell pepper.
In this case it was a red bell pepper that sent me out into the rain and muck. But I often have that song in my head when dashing out to the store because who wouldn't want to run into a fabulous person in your average non-descript post-bodega arab grocery. And instead of Christmas, I was actually shopping for that uber-American holiday, the Super Bowl, when "to what to my wondering eyes should appear" that very same Beth who had recently bumped me down a tier.
She was resplendently slouchy in her courdoroy kangol headgaear and outrageous buffalo bill suede coat (with fringes). I knew she had seen the new leading man last night, so after the initial gush of hello I said, "Well, how was Simon? Wedding bells?"
Beth's grimace moved at the speed of light so I knew the answer to my question even before I heard her say, "It's over."
"Oh, honey. No. Really? Let me just see if they have a bell pepper and then I'll walk you home..."
No bell pepper later finds us on her stoop sharing her Marlboro Reds as she recounts the last 18 hours.
Simon, the man recently voted most likely to deliver Beth the white picket fence, had balked at dinner and suggested she just come over. I cocked an eyebrow, "He just wanted the booty call? I told you, you put out too early."
"Yeah," she agreed. "But he did come out and we had dinner and then I went back to his place."
"And was it good?"
"Oh, sure. But I stayed over."
"You SLEPT over?!!" (Beth never sleeps over.)
"It was horrible. I didn't sleep all night and then in morning I didn't even get any. I wanted to blow him but he wanted to sleep or something."
"Oh, honey. I'm so sorry. You broke your rule about sleeping over and you didn't even get to suck his cock in the morning?"
"No. Can you believe it? And I even invited him back to my place."
I said, "Jesus, you wouldn't even blow me in your living room and you're inviting him back to the temple of Diana for the night? What's the deal that you're violating all your taboos for this guy?"
"Well, I think I was trying compensate for it not being... so .... so, do you want to come up?"
"Sure."
We climb the steps to her apartment.
Once inside, our coats hit the floor and I pull her against me.
My hands push up her shirt immediately and I cup her breasts roughly in both hands.
"Ohhh," she moans.
"Oh, baby. You feel amazing. Your tits feel so big. Are you pregnant or something?"
"Mmmm.... mmm... fuck you...."
I put my head down to each delicious teat. Her nipples are hard against my palms. I pinch them gently and then harshly the way she likes it. She pushes against my hands. I lower my head to each and take them into my mouth and pull her flesh with my mouth and teeth.
With her breast tight in my mouth, I run my hands down her back and down her pants to hold her fantastic ass. She is moaning and pushing her pelvis against mine.
I am hard. I am urgent.
After grinding against her and feeling her body I push her down on the bed.
I strip down. And naked, pull off her pants as she wriggles out of her shirt.
I fall on top of her and continue to relish her smooth yielding flesh. Quickly and insistently we work ourselves into a state of desperate lust.
"Do you have a condom here?"
"Yes." She rises and I enjoy watching her naked body move to her bureau to retrieve one.
She returns to the bed and leans against the edge. I scootch (a sneetch-scootch) down so that my cock is in front of her. She takes it in her hand. I can't resist.
"Who has the nicest cock?"
"You do." (Thank you Beth.)
She strokes it. She has a great stroke. A perfect grip.
She takes it in her mouth and her head moves wonderfully up and down.
"This is the head you didn't get to give this morning... huh?"
She mumbles through a full mouth her agreement. Her eyes join in my joke.
I lie back and let her enjoy herself for a while. When she pauses to catch her breath I reach down and pull her back all the way onto the bed.
I open the condom and roll it onto my cock as she lies back. I lower myself onto her. I enter her quickly, filling her. Enjoying her tightness. Her warmth.
I fuck her hard. She loves to be fucked hard.
"Oh yes. Oh god. Oh god. Oh yes."
God bless her. She is so loud. The window is open. It is daytime. It is delicious to see her body in the sunlight.
"Oh. Yes. Oh, fuck me. Fuck me, Charlie. Oh god yes."
And bless me, I do.
I tell her how it turns me on that she had fucked another man just last night. I tell her what a glorious slut she is. And her head whips back and forth as I move above her.
"Yes. Yes."
She brings out the best in me. We stop frequently to take stock of one another. I love the look of incredulity in her eyes. The way she bites her lip and then tells me she wants more.
Her thighs spread to accommodate me and then her legs come up to rest on my shoulders. I lower all my weight on her to try to reach as deeply within her as I can.
"Ooooh god. Oooh god. Ooooh fuck yes. Ooooh fuck yes."
I alternate strokes. Hard and hard. And then soft and soft and soft.
I love pulling out almost all the way to tease her. To feel her entrance. To feel her pussy's hold on me slip away -- almost -- before I dance back in. I move in circles not because she likes it, but because it keeps her right on that edge. I think if she had her way, she would just like to be pistoned repeatedly.
And I do do that. Repeatedly.
We pause again and I roll her onto her side, moving to feel new parts of her. Slapping her beautiful white ass...
Which of course prompts me to move her completely onto her hands and knees.
She groans as she feels me touch her more deeply from this position. I enjoy the slapping sound and pulling her hips back. We move well together. I am overcome with a simple animal lust to rut. I squat now so that I can fuck her with more speed. Short hard sharp movements into her pussy. Holding her ass for support.
She is being pushed up against the headboard -- I take her hair in my hand and collect it into a ponytail and take a firm hold as she utters a gasp. I lean forward and my teeth find her shoulder and she groans again.
Her volme increases... her tempo increases.. her willingness and surrender increase.
I find my last gear and move faster and harder as she urges me on. We hold this place ... this place of speed and vigor and intensity for as long as we can and then I release her hair and press forward -- one .. two .. three... and cum with great release. There is a moment of tension and then collapse. I feel her beneath me... my cock lingering inside her for a bit... and then I withdraw gently.
"God." Exhale. "That was amazing."
"You too," she responds.
"Mmmm...."
We lie there enjoying the play of light and the bit of a chill over our warm bodies from the open window.
"Baby," she begins.
"Yes?"
"Do you mind if I finish up?"
"Of course. Do what you need to... do you want me to do anything?"
"No, but I need to get some stuff."
"Oh, are these your contraptions? I am so excited to watch."
"Do you want the whole show? It's three different things."
"The complete shebang. I'd be honored."
"Okay, but you need to turn around."
I stand up and face away as she busies herself at her endtable and then in bed. Finally...
"Okay, babe."
I turn around and she is laid out on a towel and is holding a gorgeous dildo.
"This is the dildo, I told you about. Isn't it fabulous?"
It is. And I know one day I'll be on the receiving end of it as well.
I then notice she has some sort of appliance with a serious business end. She switches it on and applies it to her clit.
"Isn't it totally Terminator III? This. Is. Awesome."
"Didn't you tell me the full panoply was 3 devices?"
"Yes. I have a butt plug in. Come here."
I move back to the bed and watch as she inserts the dildo with one hand while Schwarzenbrator grinds away. For a little while she wants me to use the dildo on her, but it is clear that what she wants is her own expert hand so I relinquish it and enjoy her show.
"Oh, yes. Oh. Fuck yes!"
She wants me to kiss her tits. I move closer, the show nearing its climax. I suck her sweet hard nipples and kiss her as she finds her finish.
"Fuck. Charlie. Oh. Fuck. Charlie. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me."
Her body rocks and writhes and she shakes and then she is finished.
Deliciously finished. And complete.
She smiles at me.
"That was amazing," I say. "YOU. Are amazing. Thank you for sharing that with me."
She blushes and smiles and rolls over. Contented.
On her shoulder, where I bit her, I notice a circular bite mark. It is red and round.
Like a bell pepper.
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beautifully written. ;)
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