Message-ID: <5276eli$9710301702@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: toad@shell.acmenet.net Subject: lonely.txt chapter 1 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <63aupt$m5s@news.acmenet.net> Let's see if i've got it right this time:) Lonely by Toad Chapter I He woke up early on a bright summer day, reached over to the other side of the bed, before he sadly realized he was still alone. His heart panged a bit as he remembered the morning she'd told him she was leaving. Stretching, he grabbed the remote and turned on the cd player to the "song." Laying there, listening to Tom Petty singing It's Only a Broken heart, he began to remember the last time they'd made love. His cock began to swell with the memory of her cries as he gently licked and sucked her. He remembered her hands pulling his face deeper into her pussy, as his tongue rapidly manipulated her hard little bud. He remember sucking it into his mouth, as she arched her back and pushed herself harder against his lips. Fully hard now, he ran his hands down his chest, unable to resist the urge to touch himself. Pulling slowly on his cock, he remembered how, after she'd come, she'd kissed her way down his body, until she reached his manhood. He remembered how she'd taken the head of his cock into her mouth, gently sucking, fondling his balls. He remembered how she had quickly begun to move her head up and down, bringing him close to the edge, only to pull back and look up at him and smile. As he manipulated his hardness, pulling faster and faster, nearing the point of no return, he remembered how she'd finally taken the head of his cock into her mouth, and jerked him off rapidly, until he exploded and filled her with his cum. And as he jerked himself off, he reached that point and spilled his creamy load onto his belly, slowing his motions, until he finished. But he was still unsatisfied. He thought to himself, "I'll never be happy without her." After a quick shower, he decided he needed to spend at least part of his day dealing with the weekly chores that he had no time for on days that he worked. So, he gathered up his laundry and loaded his car. As he climbed in, he heard a soft feminine voice call his name. Looking in the direction of the voice, which he recognized as that of Julie, his cute red-headed neighbor, he smiled. Julie always seemed to cheer him up. It didn't hurt any that she had a very pretty face, framed by auburn hair. And he loved to look into her dark hazel eyes. And when he was able to tear himself away from her face, her breasts held his gaze much longer than was socially acceptable. But she never seemed to mind, and always had a grin when his eyes moved back up to her face. "Hi Kurt," she said in her always friendly voice. "Good morning, Julie," He replied, "And how does this day find you?" "Well, to be honest Kurt, i'm kinda at my wits end." "Oh, is there something I can do to help?" "Well, i couldn't help but notice you loading your laundry into the car, and well, my washer quit last night, and I really hate to go the the laundromat alone. You know?" "Well, why don't you go get your laundry, and come with me. I'd love to have someone to talk to while I get this done," Kurt couldn't help but feel better, knowing that for part of the day at least, he'd have company. "If you play your cards right, maybe i'll even buy lunch today." "Wow, you're easy," she flirted. "Ya think?" he replied with a grin. Julie disappeared into her house, and Kurt decided to be a gentleman and offer to help her carry her clothes out. As he neared her front door, he glanced into her window, and was pleasantly surprised to see her undressing in the hallway. He couldn't help but stare as she pulled her sweatshirt over her head, her breasts swaying with the motion, and then bent over to remove her panties. He began to get hard again. He had almost decided to go back to the car, when Julie turned and looked him right in the eyes. He felt his face begin to flush and began to turn away, when she smiled and beckoned him to come in. As he opened her front door, she stood there naked, one hand on her hip and said simply, "like what you see?" "Maybe." He grinned. "If you play your cards right, maybe i'll make you lunch." She grinned at him, and he tried to decide if she was only teasing. He closed the door behind him, and decided to play along and see what might develop. He was sure she couldn't miss his hard cock pushing the front of his baggy pants out. And as he gazed unashamedly upon her nakedness, he saw her eyes glance down at his crotch. "If I play my cards right, maybe you'll be lunch," he spoke almost too quietly for her to hear. "Feel like a shower?" she asked. "I'd love one," he replied, and wasted no time getting out of his clothes. She stepped over to him, as he removed his underpants, and took him by the cock. Pulling it gently, she led him into the bathroom, where she stopped and pulled him against her. He felt her heart beating against his chest, and he reached up and softly caressed an already hard nipple. Kissing her, he felt her hand sliding back and forth on his manhood. Reaching down between her legs, he caressed her slit with his fingers, feeling the beginning moistness of her arousal. "My what a nice cock you have," she whispered into his ear. "Wait'll you feel my tongue," was his only reply. "Sounds good to me," she moaned, and kissed his mouth, teasing his tongue with hers. She turned away from him then, and bent over the tub to turn on the water. He couldn't help stepping behind her and running his cock up between her legs to rest against her soft curly pubic hair. Holding her hips, he pulled her back against him, until he could feel her already moist slit against the base of his cock. She moaned with anticipation as she pushed herself against him, raising and lowering her ass, rubbing her pussy on his pubic bone. When the water temperature was just right, she stood up and embraced him, rubbing her hardened nipples against his chest, pressing her body tightly against him. Taking his hand, she stepped into the tub, and pulled him in behind her. Picking up a bar of perfumed soap, she turned to him and began to lather his chest, running her fingers over the slippery surface, tangling in the soft downy hair. Rubbing the soap into his skin, she covered his body with smooth slick lather, spending extra time on his engorged cock, until he groaned with desire. Soon she kneeled in the tub to wash his legs, letting go of his manhood before he could reach fulfillment. He looked down at her face, wishing she would suck him, but she continued to wash his legs and feet until, finally satisfied, she stood up and they traded places. The powerful spray stung his hypersensitive skin as he rinsed off the soap. Bending over, he picked up the bar and a sponge and began to lather her upper body. Pulling on her slick nipples, he pressed his lips against hers, and gently probled her willing mouth with his tongue. She pressed against him and his hardness found it's way between her legs to rest against the bottom of her pussy. He slowly moved his hips back and forth, eliciting soft moans from Julie's lips. Wanting to wait no longer, he quickly finished soaping her body, and stepped aside so she could rinse off. They stepped from the tub and Kurt took her in his arms once again. Intense desire took over then and they didn't stop to dry themselves off, almost running into Julie's bedroom. Pushing her back, onto the bed, Kurt dropped to his knees and began to lick her sweet pussy. Her cries of passion filled the room as his tongue moved quickly over her clit. He felt it grow and harden as he licked gently, faster and faster, until he sensed she was near completion. Stopping, he looked up at her face. Her eyes begged him to continue, and he lowered his head and took her bud between his lips and began to suck gently as his tongue moved rapidly at the base. Her juices began to flow and her body trembled as the waves began. Holding his head in her hands, pulliing him closer, she cried out, "Yes, yes. Ummmmmm. Yes. Oh god, yes." As her spasms subsided, he began again. Her cries became louder as one wave after another crashed over her. "My god, i'm coming again." Finally, he pulled his smiling face from her pussy, and crawled up next to her on the bed. Wrapping her in his arms as her body calmed, he whispered softly into her ear, "You okay?" She replied by taking his face in her hands and kissing his mouth passionately, tasting her own sweetness on his lips. As she turned to him, she felt his manhood, hard against her belly, hot and ready. Sliding her hand down his chest, ever so slowly, softly caressing his belly, until she felt it, she wrapped her fingers lovingly around his cock, and whispered, "It's so hard. I want you in me." Opening her legs, she guided him to her cleft. With her other hand, she opened her lips wide. He teased her with the head of his cock, pushing it in, ever so slowly, just a little, and then pulling it out, over and over again, until he felt her urgency drawing him deeper. Her heat became too much for him, and he slid in until he was completely buried. For a while, they lay there together, unmoving, enjoying the feel of each other kissing softly, tongues teasing. At last he began to move, slowly, pulling out until he was nearly free of her, then ever so slowly pushing back in. Over and over again, as his hands pulled and tugged at her engorged nipples. She pushed against him, trying to get him to go faster, but he resisted, enjoying her urgency. He continued his teasing slowness for a long time, until finally, unable to bear it any longer, she cried, "Fuck me, faster, fuck me." He quickened his pace then, moving his body up so that his cock rubbed directly on her clit. Faster he fucked, on and on, as she bucked against him, crying out. Bending his head, he took a nipple in his mouth as he pushed into her, over and over, sucking as his manhood rubbed against her pleasure center, filling her, then leaving her empty, in and out he moved, faster and faster, until, finally, her cries signaled to him she was coming again, and he began to let himself go. Feeling his own urgency upon him as his balls began to fill and tighten, he pushed in as she cried out over and over, until finally, he could hold back no longer and he began to fill her with his seed. Spurt after spurt exploded out of him into her, and still he kept moving, in and out, until it was her turn. She cried out as her own orgasm swept over her, "Oh god, oh god, o my god." Afterward, as they lay there holding each other, she asked him, with a smile, "Mind if we save the laundry for later?" "Not at all." was his reply. End of chapter I -- (0)^(-) Toad (Herb Townsend) http://www.acmenet.net/~toad or http://www.geocities.com/SouthBeach/Cove/2464/ Courage is the power to let go of the familiar. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /