Message-ID: <13233eli$9807211533@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/13233.txt> From: therestillis1@hotmail.com Subject: Drive to Meet Day 8 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <6p1pao$q8q$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> This story is not intended for reader under the age of 18. Per requests for more of the travels. There is a story between Steamboat Springs (Day to Meet, The following week) and this story Drive to Meet - Day 8. However, it does not contain sexual content. It involves coming to terms with pain. The story is very dear to my heart, and if you would like a copy I would be glad to forward it. Send the request to therestillis1@hotmail.com. Your responses are all ways welcome. I apologize for not editing the story. I'm in a rush to get to my next destination. Drive to Meet - Day 8 Copyright July 1998 Therestillis1@hotmail.com It has begun to rain on the way to Flagstaff. The lightening storm's ions are penetrating through my skin. I can't take my eyes of the sky, so I decide to idle and watch. The room of the motel was more comfortable than usual because it was a two-room suite. I could watch the storm from the deck of my second story room. It was just I, a couple of Jack Daniels and coke, and nature's phenomenal light show. A friend of mine asked me to visit her cousin while I was in Flagstaff. I called "Carmine, the cousin" and to my surprise she was expecting me the day before. She was worried that I was safe and offered to take me out for dinner that evening however she had other plans. I told her I needed to visit an Art Gallery where a friend of mine displayed some of his work. We agreed to meet for breakfast. Carmine brought along her date from the evening before, Eli. They didn't want to end their first date together too soon and felt a third wheel would be fine. Watching the couple was funny because they seemed to be afraid in some ways. They lacked much closeness; maybe they were just shy. They gave me a tour of the town and by the late afternoon, I had made two purchases I was quite proud to find. A hand-blown glass ornament that I would use on my first Christmas tree in my new life and a tablecloth made from cotton rags. Visually the items were both beautiful shades of blue that gave me a sense of peace. We went to an excellent Mexican food restaurant for a light dinner of Margaritas, guacamole and chips. The topic of conversation turned to sex. The couple was so open about what they liked and wished to experience. I found it difficult to follow along at first, but by the time the second pitcher of margaritas had arrived; we were all sharing desires. Carmine and Eli were becoming closer with their actions towards each other. Maybe the margaritas were taking away the fears they were feeling before. They took me back to my room later and asked to come up and see the view I had described earlier. I was glad to have the company, but after all they were still on their date. They were impressed with the room and especially the large television with a multitude of movies to watch. I told them they were welcome to watch any movie they wanted. I was going to take a shower and try to take a nap. When I finished my shower and went into the bedroom, they were watching a pornographic movie. I wasn't shocked due to the conversation at dinner, but I did feel awkward at seeing them wrapped up together in each other's legs and arms on the sofa. I made a cup of hot tea in the microwave of the mini kitchen and retreated to the bedroom with my new treasures. I turned on my boombox with an old favorite CD. Sitting on the bed thinking about the excitement Carmine and Eli were feeling discovering one another, I found it hard to sleep. The CD ended, but then I could hear the music playing from the television in the other room. I went to the bedroom door to hear if they were watching the same program. What I heard was the sound of moans and they were not from the television. I stood there against the door thinking about what the couple was doing. I never considered myself a voyeur and was telling myself not to take a look. However, I did the horrible thing. I cracked open the door just a little and I could see them on the sofa. I sat on the cold tile floor watching. Carmine was on the sofa with her legs spread wide across the coffee table. She was almost fully exposed to me. Her body was beautiful in an ordinary way, white skin dotted with freckles, must be a family trait. Her breast were small and somewhat out of proportion to the rest of her full body, and I could tell by the way she responded to Eli's sucking her nipple and rubbing the slit of her pussy, she was feeling very sensitive. Eli took some ice out of a cup and began to trace her breasts. Carmine watched his hands at work and I could tell the by her expression, the visual was adding to her excitement. Eli stood up and I could see the profile of his full erection. Carmine went to her knees in front of him and I watched as her tongue outlined the head of his cock. She began to bounce his balls in one hand and with the other she was stroking slowly up and down. Eli watched her in a stare. Again, I thought, watching her was exciting him. Sitting on the tile floor, I had my new Christmas ornament my hand. I twirled it by the gold thread watching it catch the blue light from the television. I thought about my recent experience in Steamboat Springs and watching Tobi and Brenda pleasing themselves. I was afraid to be caught watching and turned if our eyes had met. Then another experience came to my mind. Tears welled in my eyes because I was so afraid to look when I wanted to at the time. I regret it now, because all I have are the feelings as memories. I wish I had the memories visually as well. I wish…. . Eli and Carmine were both on the sofa now in a classic 69 position. Watching them, I felt myself becoming aroused. I felt down to my own wet pussy and began to rub my clit. Watching them was so sweet. They were discovering each other and they seem to have a great start. Eli's tongue on Carmine's clit and his fingers inside of her pussy were bringing her to climax very quickly. I could tell by the way that she was moving her hips. It was sudden and jerky, as if she was trying to pull away but didn't want to. Eli must have known and continued until she pulled away completely. He turned her around on her knees on the sofa and inserted his erection. He was being very careful with her, but within moments she was begging him to fuck her harder. Her words, her breathing, their actions, had me aroused and I was rubbing harder on my clit. Carmine had her hand rubbing her clit too and I smiled at the pleasure she must be feeling. I never thought it would feel this good to watch two people making love. I watched them turn around and Eli guided Carmine over the arm of the sofa. Her but was sticking up in the air. He went to the bathroom and came back to rub whatever he may taken from my overnight bag in between her. His finger must have entered inside of her ass, because she let out a moan. She told him it felt good. She told him she wanted him. Eli drew his cupped hand back and slapped her ass hard. Carmine grabbed at the sofa cushion and I could tell that must have stung. He asked her if she wanted more. She replied "Oh, yes." He continued to slap her ass, then inserted his cock inside of her ass. She was moaning loudly. He continued to make the cheeks of her ass beet red. Remembering the feeling of the same thing happening to me at a special time, the three of us shuddered at the same time. Carmine was crying in a loud whisper she was coming. Eli was leaning against her and I watched everything he had spurt on her back. Yes, I said to myself. You've given it me too. Suddenly the glass ornament in my hand dropped to the tile floor and broke. I was so startled and I saw the couple both look towards the door. Oh no I thought! I kneeled forward in such a rush; I hardly felt the large piece of glass burrow into my knee. Carmine knocked on the door and it opened more from the pressure of her hand. "Are you okay?" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I mean…" I tried to speak. "It's okay, really okay. Oh my look." She covered her mouth pointing to my knee. "What's wrong, " Eli said as he came into the bedroom. "Carmine turn on the light!" Blood was pouring down my leg. The large piece of glass must have hit a vein. I began to cry I believe mostly out of embarrassment. Eli and Carmine quickly responded, dressed in a hurry and rushed me to the hospital. I sat in the back seat with Carmine and all the hotel towels in my room. It took four stitches and a lie to the hospital staff about how it happened. I walked out into the waiting room two face the couple. I was thankful they were still there after three hours. They came up to me and gave me a hug. I said "I'm really sorry about this and I'm especially embarrassed by the circumstances." Eli laughed and gave me a slap on the butt. "You should have just asked for this instead." He said. I told them both that I had another strange experience recently in the emergency room. Only it was me that was on the date. I hope this doesn't become a habit. 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