“Oh my. You look amazing. I mean, wow.”
“Thanks, but you’re just saying that.”
“No, I’m not. I’m serious. That skirt color looks incredible on you. I think eyes will be upon you tonight, my dear.”
Yeah, they will. Looking at the fat chick in the bright colors. “Thanks, I like the color too.”
They arrived at Holocene twenty minutes later, and wonderful ambient trance music filtered out into the parking lot. They walked in and saw that the place was packed. The Pacific Northwest has nice weather for only three months in a year, and on this warm summer night people came out in droves.
They walked to the bar and ordered drinks. The sound system pumped out clear undistorted sound, and to the left of the bar a DJ was playing ambient chill music which created a warm inviting atmosphere. The two women stood near the bar, looking through the crowd. On the opposite side of the room Chelsea saw a man wearing a dark blue shirt looking directly at her. Self-consciously she looked away and continued scanning the room. But each time she looked, the man was looking at her. At first, she thought he was being creepy, but she could see that he wasn’t leering at her. She looked away again but told herself if he was still looking at her next time she would look back at him also. When she focused again the man was not there. Curiously, her spirits fell a little, so she turned and talked to Christine. She drank down the last of her vodka and cranberry and told Christine she was going to get another. She turned to face the bar and the man in the blue shirt was standing right next to her.
“May I buy the next one? Looks like vodka and cranberry juice to me.”
“Oh, uh, no, thank you. I’ll get it myself.”
The man looked down, cleared his throat, then spoke. “I was standing over there looking at you. When you came in my eyes went right toward you. It took me all this time to get the courage up to talk to you.” He extended his hand out. “My name is Adam, and I’m very happy to meet you.”
Chelsea, confused a little, took his hand and shook it. “I’m Chelsea. Nice to meet you.”
“Up close you’re even more lovely. I mean, what nice clothes! I can see you carry it well. Whoever designed those clothes should hire you.” Chelsea, flattered, watched as his eyes moved, scanning her full breasts, moving down to her waist and her skirt.
“Well, thank you. What a wonderful thing to say.” She looked down at her empty glass. “Um. I’ll take that drink now.”
“Great! Coming right up,” he said.
Chelsea watched as he walked to the bar, for the first time noticing how big and muscular his arms were. His blue shirt was fit to his body, and Chelsea could see his broad shoulders taper down in a V to his waist, how broad his back was. Adam turned around to face Chelsea, drinks in his hands and walking towards her. His shirt buttons opened at the top. His chest was broad and muscular, and his stomach was as flat as an ironing board. She had the impression he was very strong, and sneaking a look at his crotch she saw a slight bulge, and she liked the way it moved in his pants as he walked.
“Here you are, Chelsea. What a pretty name that is! One for you, and one for me.”
“Thank you, Adam.”
“Let’s have a toast.” he said. “To the most beautiful woman in the Pacific Northwest.” Chelsea blushed a dark red, but clinked her glass with Adam’s.
They talked for hours and watched the sun setting outside the club in a seating area that was lined with trees. As she listened to Adam speak, she noted his strong, muscular arms again, and she thought how it would feel to be embraced by him. She imagined he could hug her very tightly, and she felt a tingle in her body that coursed between her legs. He made her laugh even though most of his jokes were corny, and she realized that for the first time in many years, she was happy and smiling.
She had completely forgotten about Christine, and when she walked out of Holocene, Chelsea walked over to her to apologize. But Christine told her she’d met someone and they were going to have lunch soon. Christine looked over to Adam and waved hello. She said privately to Chelsea, “Ummm, look at what you caught. He’s hot, sexy!”
Hearing that, Chelsea decided. “I’m going to let Adam take me home, sweetie. I hope that’s okay with you.
“Of course, no problem. Hmm, I’m a little jealous.” The girlfriends kissed goodnight.
Chelsea walked back over to Adam. “Well, there goes my ride. What am I to do now?” she teased.
“Looks like it's up to me to see that you get home in one piece. I’ll try to, but no promises. But I wanted to ask you for a favor first,” Adam said, taking her hands in his.
“And what is the favor?” she asked, knowing already.
“That we make a stop on the way back to your place,” he whispered in her ear. The vibration in his voice sent a chill down her arms to her hands. Their eyes and mouths very close, Adam finally did what Chelsea had wanted for a long time. He moved closer, and his lips brushed gently against Chelsea’s. Her lips moved. His lips touched hers again and then he pressed his mouth onto hers. Chelsea's lips tingled as they embraced, kissing deeply. Adam wrapped his arm around her, drawing her close. His arms around her back, he caressed it and moved down to her waist, pulling her even closer. Their kiss became even more deep and passionate.
When they finally parted, Chelsea felt dizzy, almost losing her balance. It was her turn now. She breathed seductively into Adam’s ear and whispered, “Let’s go.” They walked to his car, and Chelsea saw that the bulge in his pants had become much larger. She wanted him.
Chapter Three
Ten minutes later they drove up to a very old-looking colonial-style apartment complex in the Pearl District, a fashionable section of Portland. Adam’s apartment was on the bottom floor.
Once inside, Adam took Chelsea’s sweater and placed it on a leather chair. “Can I get you something to drink?”
Chelsea normally did not drink so much, but tonight she still felt nervous and self-conscious. “Yes, I’d like that.”
“Good news,” he said as he rummaged through his kitchen cabinet. “I have Absolut as well as cranberry juice. Two drinks coming up! Please relax. Have a seat on the couch.”
The sofa was upholstered with luxurious soft leather that seemed to surround but not consume Chelsea when she sat. A moment later Adam came from the kitchen with two glasses on a silver serving dish. He set them down on the coffee table, then remained standing as he looked at Chelsea. He sighed and dropped his head down.
“What’s the matter?” Chelsea asked. “Is something wrong?”
He looked down straight into her eyes. Chelsea looked directly ahead of her and saw his crotch within a foot of her face. His bulge was still there and she could see that he was big there, maybe even enormous. She felt the tingling again as well as wetness between her legs.
Adam spoke. “I just feel a little intimidated by you.”
“Me? But why?”
He sat down next to her on her right, an inch away. “Well, it’s just that you’re incredibly attractive. You radiate beauty. I mean, your hair, your eyes, and your incredibly sexy body. I’ve never seen a goddess in real life, but if I did, it would be you.” He paused for a moment, then waited. He was being sincere. Adam’s words helped her forget about how she felt about herself for a few moments. Adam came closer, and Chelsea waited. Their lips touched and they began to kiss again.
Facing each other on the couch, Chelsea felt Adam’s hand caressing her breasts. She moaned softly as he pinched her nipple with his fingers. This caused her to move closer to him, as he began to unbutton her blouse. He’s loving me now like I’ve always wanted, she thought, then all thought floated away as he ran a finger between the cleavage of her breasts. Her desire for him to touch her body became intense, so she helped him to remove her blouse. Adam unbuttoned her bra from behind, and looked at the huge globe shape of her breasts. He opened his mouth, took it one his hand and sucked hard. Chelsea’s breathing became rapid, and she moaned again as he bit hard on her n
ipple with his teeth.
As he fondled her, Chelsea looked down and could see the bulge in his pants growing rapidly. She reached down and began to stroke him through his pants. Her hand ran the length of his member from his crotch down. She gasped at the length of it, then she gripped it while she stroked, feeling his thickness. Adam kissed Chelsea deeply, then stood up. He unbuttoned his shirt and Chelsea saw his broad, tight chest that looked so strong. She ran her hand over his belly, which felt like a cement wall to her touch. Muscles rippled from his stomach. She moved to help him by unbuckling his belt and unzipping him. As she did so she saw his immensity through his underwear. Immediately she pulled down his shorts and looked at his thick, long cock. In a hurry, she pulled down his pants and began to stroke him slowly.
“You have an enormous cock,” she whispered, not realizing that she had spoken. She moved her head close and slowly wrapped her mouth around it. She began to suck him, taking his balls gently in her hand. Her mouth could only go as far as around the tip and down a little, but in time she knew she would be able to go further.
Adam moaned and grunted as he felt Chelsea’s mouth around him, and he began to move his hips back and forth while she sucked. She pulled away for a moment, and he sat down next to her on the couch. Chelsea immediately resumed sucking him, getting onto her knees on the large couch that was wide enough for them both. Adam thrust his cock into her mouth, making Chelsea gag. But he continued, and Adam lay on the couch and moved his head between Chelsea's legs. He removed her skirt and panties, and threw them on the ground, moaning slightly as Chelsea continued pleasuring him. Wishing to return the favor, he lifted her above him with his strong arms and grabbed her butt, pulling her down toward his face. He licked her while she sucked on him, and Chelsea moaned pleasurably, feeling Adam’s lips licking her pussy.
Suddenly Adam responded to Chelsea’s sucking, feeling her hand at the base of his long cock as her mouth began to take in much more of him. His hips involuntarily moved, wanting to get more of his cock into her mouth. Chelsea gagged again but continued, going deeper. He stopped licking her pussy as the feeling became too much for him. Chelsea shifted her curvy naked body to the other side, so Adam could see her in front of him.
Chelsea felt she had reached a point of no return. She knew that in a few moments Adam would come, and she wanted that. She came up for a moment's breath, stroking him under his tip. She smiled at her lover, then lowered down, opened her mouth widely and sucked in more inches of his length. She sucked and moved her mouth up and down rapidly, allowing Adam to thrust his cock in as she did so. Faster and faster, Adam began to moan. Chelsea felt his cock thicken in her mouth, knowing in any second he would come. She decided she wanted to taste his fluid. Faster and faster, face-fucking Chelsea, Adam finally moaned and an explosion of come squirted down Chelsea’s throat.
She continued to suck a moment longer, then pulled out to cough and spit his come out. She stroked with her hand as thick white fluid ran down all over her fingers. She saw that Adam was breathing in and out heavily. When he finished, she wrapped her mouth around him and sucked softly on his sensitized skin.
Adam laughed and spoke. “Hmm. That was amazing! I had no idea...Never felt anything like it before...how-how did you do that?”
Chelsea had a surprised look on her face. “I-I don’t know, I never did it before. This was the first time.” They looked at each other in complete surprise, then a second later laughed heartily. Adam rose and took her in his arms, squeezing her to him. Chelsea found that she was incredibly aroused right now, hornier than she had ever felt in her life.
Adam, sensing this, moved to a seated position on the couch. “Come here,” he commanded. Chelsea complied and straddled her thick legs around Adam’s. “You have such a sexy body. Wow.”
Chelsea smiled and looked down, amazed to see that Adam was fully hard and ready. Positioning herself on top of him, she took his dick in her hand and began grinding it against her pussy, which was very wet now. She closed her eyes as she slowly and feelingly moved back and forth, feeling its hardness touching her. She anticipated him being inside her. Finally, she could wait no more. Lifting her round ass up to his tip, she placed his penis at her opening.
He entered her, stretching the walls of her pussy, and Chelsea moaned loudly, intense waves of pleasure run through her body. Adam moaned too, pushing gently into her. She moved her body down until his cock was fully inside her. Eyes closed, Chelsea moved up and down on Adam as he started thrusting into her. Chelsea’s low moans turned into a long wail that became louder. Each time Adam thrust his cock into her it went deeper and deeper, sending jolts of pleasure through every part of her body. Her rhythm quickened and Adam stayed in place, plunging deep every few seconds. His lust intensified, he pulled her body down and sucked hard on her breasts, biting her nipples while fucking her. Chelsea’s yells became screams. Then she suddenly became quiet.
Moving up and down silently above Adam, she responded to an intense sensation deep inside her body. His cock felt like it was in her throat as she moved in and out, the deep sensation increasing, like someone turning up a great sound system. Riding him up and down, she began to moan again as the sensation consumed her entire body. Adam thrust harder, plunging deeper as Chelsea rode. Finally, she yelled at the top of her lungs as she was overcome by a huge, mammoth orgasm. She stopped riding and sat on top of Adam, who was still inside her.
Seeing and hearing Chelsea come aroused Adam immensely. He pushed away and stood up behind Chelsea, who, sensing what was next, placed herself on all fours. Adam placed his cock at Chelsea’s opening and, finding it, plunged it in all the way to its base. Chelsea moaned loudly. Passionately, he rammed her rough, mercilessly, thrusting in and out, in and out with great speed. A moment later he was unable to hold back any longer. Chelsea felt him in her, ready to come, and the feeling of him aroused her immensely. She began moving back and forth and began to wail as the deep pleasure returned to her. Adam rammed as Chelsea worked up to near orgasm. Adam thrust for the last time and with a loud grunt he plunged in deep. Chelsea, feeling his hot come inside her, moved his cock in and out of her, faster and faster, until another giant orgasm consumed her.
Out of breath, both sat on the couch next to each other, weak but relaxed. After a few minutes Adam took hold of Chelsea’s hand. “I promised you a ride home. It’s not what I would wish for, though.”
“Then we can put it off for a while, Adam,” she said. They looked at each other and smiled. Chelsea, knowing this man for such a short amount of time, admitted that she felt very comfortable around him. And she liked him. A lot. He had a pretty good sense of humor, she thought. His smile is so charming and he has a handsome face. And his body is so hard and strong. And, ohhhh, his cock is incredible. Tonight, I loved my body. And Adam loves it too. And he respects me.
Incredibly, she began to feel aroused again. As they sat, she gently gripped Adam’s penis, soft and flaccid. As she stroked her desire rose. But suddenly she stopped and suppressed her rising tide of lust. She had some questions she wanted to ask Adam first, and then afterwards, they would go to bed. In bed, they would start over.
They spent the entire weekend at Adam’s apartment, having lots of sex and getting to know each other’s personalities. A year later, Adam and Chelsea decided to get married, and in September of that year, the knot was tied. Adam’s family accepted Chelsea with affection, and Chelsea’s mother seemed to fall in love with him. Chelsea thought about the fact that the shame she had felt about her body was all wrong, that beauty comes in unique shapes. Adam found her beautiful, and Chelsea trusted Adam’s judgment in matters of beauty.
Story Ten
Chapter One
Rebecca eagerly crossed and uncrossed her legs. The miniskirt that she had chosen to wear today was treacherously short, showing off long slim legs. She made sure to draw attention to them, sliding her hand up and down them and adjusting the skirt over and over. Blond hair was tossed over her shoulder as
she tried to keep up the confidence. Still, it was kind of hard.
Never in her nineteen years had Rebecca had sex. She'd had some supercharged fantasies, but she'd never been with a man before. Now however, she had her eyes set on the hottest man that she'd ever seen. Professor Hale. He was older, at least forty with salt and pepper hair. His eyes were the most astonishing shade of blue she'd ever seen and often she found herself drowning in them. Underneath those button up white shirts, that he maddeningly rolled up the sleeves of, she could see the muscles.
She licked her lips. They were pink tinted today and she'd actually put on a bit of makeup. Her wide blue eyes were lighter than the professor's and she batted her lashes at him. The man seemed to catch her glance every once in a while, but he was quickly drawn back to his lesson. She sighed. 'He's definitely ignoring me.'
“Rebecca, are you paying attention?”
Jumping, Rebecca nodded her head quickly. All eyes were on her and she shrunk in her seat a bit. What were they talking about? Something about a dead poet. Damn, she really should have been paying more attention. Glancing up at him, she could see his arms folded over his chest, a slight frown on his face. Now she was in for it.
“Uh something about love, right?”
The class chuckled, but Professor Hale was stone faced. Rebecca swallowed thickly before she opened her book and ducked her head behind it. “Sorry, Professor Hale.”
“See me after class.”
Busted. And after she'd been doing so well too. It wasn't her fault that the man was a drop dead gorgeous specimen of a man. Everything about him just made her want him. Her knees rubbed against each other as she tried to contain herself. Already, there was a dampening between her thighs that she couldn't control. If she didn't get some relief soon, she'd go crazy.
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