Train

I was dumped at the end of last year, happy fucking newyear to me. Anyway I was chatting to an old man about electronics and his passion for it when my exs friend got on the train. They sat down across from me and the old man and pulled out a book about Canada out of a bag. And started to flick through the pages.

She wore purple fishnet stockings, and a colourful long skirt. Sharing intesly at the pages. As though they did not want to be disturbed. But I found it odd that on this mostly empty train they sat so close to me. I don’t know what the rules are with ex’s friends as I was the one that was heartlessly dumped but I have no problem with Janna so I said hi “Hi Janna, Its me Jesse” I said with a smile. “how are you how is the aromatherapy course going”. Something I remember discussing earlier last year with them. Janna looked up at me in the eyes, then at the man. And said hello with a grim on her face, and told me about it. I asked about her day and what she has been up to. I said I was catching the train home. And see asked if instead I wanted to hang out with her and her place. I did not see why not, all I was going to do was read on the balcony, I’m sure that book can wait.

We talked some more and the old man who I introduced came to his stop and got off. Janna’s place was a little further. I had been there before when I visited with my ex. We get of the train and make our way to her gate, white and bright through the door and down the hall.

I asked for some water. It is a hot day and I had done plenty of talking. Janna pores a glass and I drink it. We head into her room and she sits on the bed. And talks about objects in her room. There are many things and I like the way it is decorated. It is colourful and would have taken a long time to collect everything, very girly and the room smells like a girl. You ask me to lay down with you so you can play with my hair. We lay down with your arms around me and you swirl your fingernails in my hair. I feel the soft shape of your tits on my back and I remember how big your tits are for such a skinny girl.

I sit up and your fingers trace along my back. It feels so nice to be touched like this. You rum my shoulders, my neck and I can feel your nails on my back. I feel your tongue on the back of my neck. You spread out your arms around my waist and your hands go under my shirt and feel my chest and stomach. A hand goes into my lap. I can see that you are testing the waters to see what you can and can not do. But we are in your room and I like you so whatever is fine with me. But I do not say this I let you search my body nervously. You unzip my pants and spread them a little. I can feel your cheak on my back and your breath warm against my neck. You rub my underwear, it feels so nice. And you reach in and grab my cock. It feels so large in your hand. Your long sharp nails but you are ever so gental with my cock. You stroke it and then start to jerk up and down, your breath on my neck. A hand on my chest. You want this you want to feel my heart beat. You kisses on my neck. I turn my head our eyes meeting as you keep jerking my cock I breath and you breath me in. I kiss our lips and taste your tongue in my mouth. I turn and you ask me what I want.

I did not have any plans on how this should go. I just wanted to go with the flow, see how our bodies connect and follow what they want. I lay back on the bed head on a pillow. You looks so pretty with your cheaks flushed with colour. We kiss some more and you go back to jerking my cock our eyes still locked on each over your lower lip hanging down.

You ask about my ex, and if this is wrong. I told Janna it was my ex who broke it of with me and this is right if you feel it to be so. You smile , your eyes creasing and the glassy watery look they have shinning as they stare at me. You blush, and look down at our bodies. Your hand grasping around my cock. You stroke it and move your thighs back and lean forward your eye on mine as you make your way down to my cock. Your arse raasing I can see the shape outlined on your skirt. I lick and suck me. Your hands pressed on the blankets for support hands sinking in. I lick and suck me. I can feel the warth of your mouth, little scrapes of your teeth and your tongue your lift up away from my dick, drool from your mouth dripping down your lips in a stream onto my dick covering it like syrupe. I like the feeling but I do not want you to stop just there. You tell me to be wrough with you. As I know from stories you have told about past lovers how you like to be dominated. I am more of a giver than a taker but I aimed to do my best to dominate you.

Janna: I want this and I want you. I make it clear that I love it only when it hurts. I guide your hand to grab my hair I make a sound to show that I like that. I feel your fingers pulling my hair I tease your cock with my tongue and pull away a lot to tease you to make you want more. You pull hard on my hair and I go down on your cock. I hold my head there as I try and pull away. And you begin to fuck my face. I feel your cock pump in and out of my throat.

Jesse: I grab your hair, fingers holding tight and I push your face back onto my cock all the way down, you suck slowly but I want it harder and faster so with my hand holding your hair I push and pull your face on my cock.

Janna: I move my tongue around in my mouth. As I you pump harder into my mouth, pulling hard on my hair. Your breathing quickens and I can see you are lost in bliss I look up at you. And you cum. It is thick and warm. You are holding to close on my face as I try and holding it in my mouth and I need to breath. I gag a little and your cum comes out of my nose.

You reaslie how tight you are holding onto my face. And let go. I take a big breath in and swallow. I wipe my face with my hand and lick my fingers clean. This I have found is a good thing to do swallow all the cum like honey, I care for Jesse every part of him.

Like we used to.

I remember when we used to fuck. That was a long time  ago. Your hair messy, you would not look after yourself. But you would always take the time to undress me. We had no money, because  there were not many options straight out of school, and I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life at 17. But the world seemed sso daunting, expecting so much from me.

Somewhere along the way we lost our way, I would trade a lot of what I have gained over the years to have that passion again with you. The way you lusted for me. Your eyes constantly on me, as I dressed for work or undressed for the night.

But maybe I am forgetting the bad. Was there a bad? I can’t remember. Oh wait, when we finially went our separate ways in the world. That month still hurts somewhere. It had been mutal, because we both had things going on and wanted to get out of this sleepy town. But once you are out and far from everything you have ever known I start to miss it all.

I came back last june to set up a practice as the local doctor of this town. Not far from where I grew up. So many memories. The times that we wagged school, that snake we found and teased until it chased us. We were inseperatable. I like having these memories around, and to pass them when I go for walks of an evening.

 

While I was shopping the other day I saw you. I heard that you were coming back here to visit your mother, but I did not think it was so soon. I followed you around the shopping center, I did not want to say hello, what would I say? It has been so long. Hiding behind plants and keeping my distance I followed you for a good twenty minutes before I decided it was time to leave and maybe our paths will cross soon enough.

The next day was Monday, the start of my working week. I buried myself in my work and quickly forgot about your arrival. Runny noses, foot injuries, anxiety, the usual, but interesting all the same. I call in the next patient. And walk into my office. Mmmm that name sounds formilure but I am not sure where. Then suddenly you walk around the corner and are standing there in my office. I forget to breath, and freeze up. “hi Jane” you say closing the door behind yourself.

I don’t know what to do. This was so unexpected, Shit say something Jane his going to think you are weird. “EERgh what do you want?” I say. Oh a bit to aggressive. “I mean hello Jessie” I correct myself.

You smile at me for a moment, your pale blue eyes and hair tied back. Neatly dressed, it looks like it would come natureally after years of practice. You hold that smile, the same smile, like you know some secrete that  we share but trying not to blurt it out.

“I was hoping you would take a look at my shoulder, I still get it checked up. Also I came to see you” Jessie said. I smile like a goof. And then remember that I am ment to say something “ah yes I say, that still a bit sore your shoulder, from that time you thought you could stop a bus with your bare hands” I say  grinning. “well take of your shirt and come sit over here”. He abliges and removes his shirt, tanned skin, athletic chest, the muscles moving beneath the skin, a healthy body from years of eating a low carb diet and triathlons. Jessie walks over and sits in the seat infront of me his back facing me. I feel around the joins and draw a line along the scar marks with my finger. I know these lines like my own lifeline. I can smell your body that scent mmmm. I breath in and sit on the bench behind me. You smell so yum, even after all these years. Without thinking I wrap my legs around you. My high heals in your lap. I snap out of it when you pinch my thigh. Ouch. “what, what was that for?” I protest. You laugh and say that your thighs were a bit to tight around you. Oh, um yeah I must have got carried away. Lost in your scent.

“…But I liked it, don’t stop!” You say. Mmm, I have dreamed about this. I massage your shoulders, feeling your skin between my fingers, then my hands on your chest. And then doubleing over I kiss you. My hand slides down to feel your belt and I take it off with my hands. And unsip your pants, my hand in your underwear bringing your cock out, I move the skin up and down playing with your cock. MMM yum It feels so warm in my hand. And all I can smell is you. Your tongue deep in my mouth. Your hands holding my face. Without our mouths leaving each other you tern around and I lay back on the doctors sick bed. My knees open up and I can feel you ontop of me, your weight so comforting. You kiss my neck, hands opening my blouse, you put a finger in my mouth I lick an suck it. Your other hand helps itself to my tits, holding squeezing. Your mouth sucking hard on one, then opening the rest of my blouse as your kisses move down, fingers tearing at my skirt and pulling down my white lace knickers.

I feel you lick me, your tongue on my clit, licking sucking entering me, licking the sides biting  my thigh and kissing there you bite. You hand still in my mouth I suck it as though I am trying to give my best head. And I get really wet. Your tongue in me. I get more and more arouse, the pressure is so intense. Then you come up for air. Your eyes on mine. You grab my hips and pull them towards me, your cock hard. You slide it into me. And push in the last inch. Oh god. It is so warm between my thighs. You bite my ear your breath on my as you side in and out getting faster and faster until I cum. You hold me still as you fuck me for a bit longer. And I can feel your relese as you cock pulsates and your warm load spills into me. This momemet I feel all of you, the connection, sex love. Whatever that was I wanted it for so long. We lay there for some time.

The world around me comes back into focus, and I realise that I am at work, I still have people to see today. And our seesion is just about up. We dress and as you are leaving I write my address on a piece of paper. “come see me tonight around 7pm when I knock off work” I say. “we’ll take some more, over sex”.

You smile and close the door behind you.

Small towns do it better

Title: nervously undress

I think I will start from the start so that you understand how I got here. I heard that Jessie was back in town, home for the university holidays. We never really hung out but I knew him through friends. Anyway, I was on a dating sight the other day and noticed him. I quickly added him and started up a conversation. Like anything, “let’s fuck”. Isn’t the best way to start these things wo we began talking about the weather. His art and what he and I plan to do over the summer. Me I have never left this town, I have had a few jobs but never really found my place in this big bad world yet.

Jessie was funny, and very intelegent. But neat and professional were not his skills. I put in my opinions on how to make his artwork more presentable and we ended up talking for ages, long into the night. I dreamt about him that night.

In the morning I woke to a few text I must have fell asleep while we were still chatting. At this point we had not spoken in person and I wanted that to change. But what if he didn’t like me? What if my chubby face and skinny body with bearly any tit was an instant turn off? I know this not to be true but I can’t help these thoughts from creeping into my head.

Title: The date

Nirvana was playing overhead. I have not heard this song for so long, I have mix feelings about it, it reminds me of school and all those terrible times, but still think it is a nice song. I had asked Jessie to join me after his show. I was in the crowd with many people looking at his works of art. I think some of my advice helped but the talent, skill and dedication was all his doing. I walk inbeween walls of paintings colours, shaded and many emotions projecting themselves inmy direction.

There was a ceremony, wine and cheese shuttled around, and then the crowd started to disperss a little. I got his attention a little later in the evening. And he thanked me for coming to his show. I said “that’s something you say to your mum, you can thank me in other ways”. And I grab hold of his hand and lead him out a side door. It was a dark night, warm and very overgrown in this part of town. I found a slope where we sat down my dress sprawled. I could here a creek not to far and still see the lights from the town hall. I think this is one of the best things about small towns, if you want to be very alone, you just have to take a short walk of a main track. So great to make out in the shadows.

Title: cum with me.

My tits, your dick. My mind is clouded with thoughts of you. I want to get off and I want you to get me there. When I think of you I think of other times we have fucked. The feel of your cock in my hand as you ejaculate, I watch your love juices explode out of your body, and on to my shoulder, tits ands trickle down. So full and white. Love is more than just getting off as an indervidual. It is about spending time making you cum, and that makes it all the better when its my turn to explode.

I love your clean body, contrasting with all the tattoos I have. The difference looks so nice. I love tattoos on me, but don’t like them on men. I am selfish and think they only look good on women, but that is just my personal opinion. I like the way your fingers trace over the artwork, spending time with your fingers and tongue licking the ink. I lean back streach out and press play on the CD player. The tunes start up, fucking music. I wonder if those artist know that so many people have come with the sounds of there voices and instraments.

naughty

Title: Tuesday porn

I see you sitting in the sun with those red glasses on. Your hair falling about your face. That smile you have when you look at me, your head tilted the shape of your nose. There are many reasons why I love you, these are just a few.

Your eyes fixed on mine as you take the shoulder of your dress off. That smile you have, biting your lip. Slowly you remove your dress, I see the shape of your breast, your nipple.

You bend over and show me your ass, your hair falls about your face, you look up at me through your locks. I’ve had you before, and I want you again. You remember me inside of you, my body weight on top of you. That feeling you want again. You spread your legs slowly apart the dress in your lap. Your tits hanging, nipples ready. Small, sweet, milky white.

I want you on all fours, those eyes looking up at me. Your hair sweaty but still ready to please. As I cum in your mouth.