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7.05 from Northwood Hills to Baker st
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great story | |||
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more please hurry | |||
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" "We walked down the deserted platform and up the steps to the exit. A quick flash of the travel cards and we walked through the barriers. The minicab firm was closed. To the left was 'John n Geoff's caf' which wouldn't be opening for hours. The street was empty. To our right was the flash of traffic lights going through their solitary cycle. In front the pub was closed. A grey Ford Mondeo drove past without paying us any heed. "Balls" said Debbie again. Jean sat on a bench and I looked at my gold watch ... 12.45am. "Look, why don't you come to mine and we can try for a cab from there...it's a 6min walk. "Fuck it...ok" said Debbie. We lifted Jean and made the short journey to my bungalow. As soon as we got in the door Jean kicked off her shoes and collapsed onto the sofa. "Can't see her moving..!" "I'll grab a blanket" When i returned Jean was topless on the sofa, fast asleep in just a white thong, the silver bodysuit in a heap. I looked away as Debbie placed the blanket over her. Debbie turned to me, her fingers running through her hair... | |||
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"Ace" "I need a shower and bed" Debbie said as she kicked off her shoes. "The shower's in my en-suite...I knocked through the bathroom to make the kitchen bigger" I shrugged "Good" she replied... With that Debbie stepped into the bedroom and threw her jacket on the floor. She turned to me, topless. "Got a clean towel?" As I returned from the airing cupboard Debbie entered the shower, her trousers and underwear abandoned on the floor. The door was open. I took off my shirt and washed my face in the sink. In the mirror I could see Debbie's silhouette in the steamed-up sides of the shower. Her hands were washing her hair, the soap running down her arched back, one leg slightly bent at the knee. As she finished rinsing her hair she turned off the shower and opened the sliding door.... | |||
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"More please of this excellent story" "If you're going to fuck me you have to shower...." I was stunned. It had been three years since a woman had been naked in my room. I was suspicious...did she simply need a bed for the night? Did she really fancy me? I stripped off my trousers, hesitated, then dropped my boxers to the floor. I walked into the shower, standing close to Debbie. She continued soaping her body, watching me but not touching. As she stared, her gaze drifted down...My cock pulsed, hardening about a quarter. Debbie continued watching as my cock grew in front of her in four or five powerful pulses. Debbie grabbed some soap and reached forward...both her hands grabbed my cock and rubbed soap up and down its length. I felt myself getting as hard as I have ever been. Debbie's wet and sudded breasts rubbed on my chest as she continued stroking me. She reached under and cupped my balls, washing them, weighing them. The hot water streamed down our bodies. She reached between her legs, looked at me , then nodded downwards. I dropped to my knees and reached around, pulling her hips towards me. Debbie opened her legs and I kissed her. Debbie's hands ppushed my head to her, water falling down her body over me. I kissed her, my tongue running up between her legs, gently tracing the outline of her pussy. Long gentle licks before reaching her clit. I traced it with the tip of my tongue, licking around each side and then back down to Debbie's shaven pussy. Debbie's hands pressed down on my shoulders keeping me down on my knees. She pressed her groin into my face, groaning with pleasure. Her hips moved faster, her hands pressed harder. Suddenly her legs bucked and she moaned loudly in pleasure. She released my head and leaned back against the shower door. I stood up, my cock hard and erect. Debbie got out the shower and grabbed her towel.... | |||
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"I love this! " Soaking wet I snatched a towel from the towel-rail and quickly dried my body, cock still hard. The side lamp was on in my room and Debbie was naked on the covers. As soon as I sat on the bed Debbie pushed me onto my back. She grabbed my cock, her small hand gripping the base of the shaft, and started stroking hard. She straddled me, her naked hips hovering above mine as she wanked me faster. I took in her body in the half-light. Slim figure, shoulder length hair, taut abs, small breasts, nipples erect swaying as she stroked my cock. She pulled down on my cock, gripping the base, making it stand high and leaned down. Debbie then took me into her mouth, aggresively, bobbing her head up and down, fucking me hard and fast with her mouth, tongue pressed against my shaft. Faster and faster she moved, mouth and hand gripping my shaft. Faster she moved, my cock moving it's entire length into her. She lifted her head, looked into my eyes, bit her lip and sped-up her wrist. I was close. She went faster. As I groaned loudly she pointed my cock upwards. I came hard in an arc over my body, cock throbbing three or four times, each time my cum exploding over my chest and stomach. Debbie sat back, flushed and panting slightly. I lay back for a couple of minutes, looking at her body. Gingerly I walked to the ensuite, cock subsiding, and ran a quick shower. On returning to my bed Debbie was in a blue T shirt I had left on an armchair, back to me, asleep and breathing deeply... I slipped on some shorts and collapsed into bed. | |||
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"Fantastic stuff, I hope there’s so much more." The sound of the shower running woke me up. Debbie was still fast asleep next to me and I reached out for my phone. 5am. My head pounded as I tried to get up. I staggered off the bed and swung my legs just as Jean, wrapped in the same towel Debbie had used a few hours earlier, tip-toed out of the en-suite. “Hi” “Hi….ahem….sorry for waking you….where’s Debbie?” “Erm…..” I flashed the light from my phone over to the other side of the bed, Debbie’s naked back catching the light. “For Fuck’s sake…” “Can I make you a coffee?” Jean stood at the door of the en-suite, wet hair dripping down her back. “Yeah, fuck it – and can you call a cab?” I lurched up and staggered to the door. Debbie was flat out. As I went into the open-plan Kitchen/Living room Jean was doing up the zip of her silver body suit. I threw on the kettle and grabbed the Nescafe out of the cupboard. “Listen – sorry about last night...you know, with Debbie” “It’s fine – If I were in your shoes I’d fuck her. We’re not exclusive – but not cool to shag you when I’m in the next room!” “If it’s any consolation, we didn’t have sex – just fooled around a bit” “Ugh – spare me the detail…..right, can you call the cab and I’ll wake the pisshead” I didn’t point out that it was Jean that had been pissed the night before to the point of passing out, but carried on making the coffee and calling the cab. By the time it arrived, Debbie was back in her beige suit, looking pretty much as I felt. With barely a nod she walked out to the cab – as the two girls got in, the taxi driver looked at me with some admiration. I just shrugged, and gave him £15 to get the girls home. It felt like just a second had passed before the alarm went off. I collected my thoughts, threw on a pair of trousers and trudged down to the tube station, head splitting. “Hi Geoff – bacon and egg roll…. and caffeine” “ha ha ha ! you look like shite, mate! Good night was it??” “ you wouldn’t believe me if I told you” As the train pulled into Pinner the last pair I expected to see was Debbie and Jean. Jean was in a brown skirt and black boots, white turtle-neck jumper. Debbie was in black jeans, black jumper and sunglasses. I looked-up at them and smiled. Debbie looked at me “Never again” she said “Sure……never again” ……………………………….. The end | |||
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"You're not for me, dundalk sabre, and can't PM you, but I loved your story and if in a hotel in my home town, happy to meet for a drink and a chat. Just that, nothing else. Save you from boredom. " Sounds good...thanks | |||
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"Sad this one has ended " Always leave them wanting more
Another story will be written in the next fortnight or so | |||
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"Sad this one has ended Always leave them wanting more
Another story will be written in the next fortnight or so"Check out new story: "Unbuttoned" | |||
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