("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE CLOSE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2004. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Trouble's Tale by Padraig (padraig@hotmail.com) *** Trouble and I have been friends for years. During that time we’ve discussed nearly every subject under the sun. We both have intense sex drives, and as might be expected, sex comes up quite frequently. Recently, Trouble sent me a story describing one of her more recent sexual experiences. After I told her how erotic it was, she told me I could submit it as a story. I polished it up some, but here is Trouble’s tale, in her own words. (MF, rom) *** The sex... oh yeah, that was really good. After the second time, Chris said that he had to keep me. Still smiling, I asked why that was. Chris said that he told himself that if he ever found a girl who could be true, and can make him come by giving him a blow job that he wouldn't let her go. Thursday night, D.S. was there dropping off the kids and stayed to watch them while I went out. I got to Chris’ apartment early, let myself in, and jumped into the shower. I had just got my hair rinsed, when I felt a pair of strong hands run down my back, over my hips and then down in between my thighs. I leaned my body against his and put my head on his shoulder while his hands teased the inside of my thighs then up barely grazing my clit before going back down. I moved my left leg up to the side of the tub to give him better access, reached behind me and ran my fingernails down from the middle of his back and down over his butt. I proceeded to hang on for dear life, since my legs did not want to cooperate because of his ministrations. By that time he had moved his right palm up over my nipple while his left palm was running back and forth on my clit. He used his lips and tongue behind my ear to make my quivering intensify. Chris went from gentle to more aggressive and moved on to alternating small bites, then bigger ones on my neck down to my collar bone. His right hand now pinched my nipple instead of caressing it and his left palm continued to put friction on my clit while his finger slid in and out of me. I came so hard it was running over his hand and down the inside of my thighs. I nearly fell down and definitely would have if I had not been hanging on (he still has the scars on his ass to prove it). We finished our shower, then toweled each other off and got dressed. He stood in his boxers while I only wore his army shirt. For the next hour, I tried to make breakfast but he teased me relentlessly. It got to the point that my body was so sensitive that all he had to do to make me climax was simply touch me. A bite on the back of my neck? Mmmmmm! Run his hands down my back? Ooohhh! A kiss here and a pinched nipple there? Okay! Okay! (I am going absolutely crazy by this point because as much as he is making me come he is still leaving me hungry and horny for more. After sliding down the refrigerator to the floor during another orgasm, I debated whether or not I want to crawl away in defeat or actually beg for mercy. Since I am too stubborn to acknowledge defeat in any sense of the term, I had to resign myself to begging. He must have taken pity on me because he turned off the stove, grabbed me off the floor with one hand, and cleaned off the counter with the other. I leaned over the counter and he slid into me from behind. He gave it to me fast and hard, my head hitting the counter top with every stroke till we both came! After we took another shower and cleaned the kitchen, we made do with cereal (scrambled eggs didn't sound so good after cleaning them up off the floor) and curled up with a movie that I still have yet, to this day, to see the entire way through. However, I have heard that it’s good. By this time it is light outside and I am beginning to get my second wind! He looked more enticing then the breakfast was, so I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him off the couch and back to the bedroom. What I had in mind needed more room to maneuver than what the futon would give me. I stripped his boxers off and pushed him onto the bed. I kept the Army t-shirt on for the time being and straddled him so that his cock slid in between my pussy lips. I ran my tongue up his chest, flicked his nipple with it and bit into his collar bone. His hands gripped my hips to slide me back and forth along the length of his cock. I bit his bottom lip before kissing him fully on the mouth and sliding my tongue against his, and teasing him with it the same way I teased him with the motion of my hips. He slid his hands from my hips and up along my ribs taking the shirt as he went. With my shirt off he sat up, me still straddled in his lap, he took one nipple in his mouth, then the other, alternating between sucking them and biting at the cleavage in between. I push on his chest to get him to lie down again. I then moved down and ran the tip of my tongue down his cock and down the inside of his thighs. I kept teasing him by running my tongue up and down the length of his cock and the sliding just the head in before pulling out and going back to the inside of his thighs and around the balls. Once I got him to appreciate the predicament that he had put me in earlier while in the kitchen, and had him properly begging for mercy himself, I moved into the classic 69 and made sure that I finished by fully satisfying him. Oh yeah, the sex really was good... END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 30