The doorstep
His hands slid, staying on her skin, and lifting the loose skirt up her legs, her thighs.
He climbed the steps effortlessly, two by two, and stopped directly in front of her.
His bag dropped to the wooden deck with a thud, and he stood, staring at her. Her red hair billowed in the night breeze, glowing with warmth, unexpected in the harsh street lighting. It was a warm summer evening, and she was dressed for it. A short, thin cotton skirt, swaying with the wind, and a summer blouse, almost lime green in the light, nearly transparent it was so thin, unbuttoned enough to hint at breasts, encased delightfully in her laciest bra.
Her hair, as noted, was entrancing. Her smile was a delight, and her eyes glittered with happiness. And need.
She wasn't the only one. As his hands reached for hers, he knew the two of them would never make it inside.
She pulled him close, her back against the cool stone wall, her arms around his waist, her hands flat against the small of his back. Her head was tipped back, her eyes deep and desperate.
He looked down at her, feeling her lips on his, her breasts pressing against his shirt, her hands on his back, and his hands moved of their own accord, lifting the blouse to slide his fingers up her ribs, exploring her skin until he could feel the strap of her bra. She pulled herself away from the wall slightly, giving mute approval, and he unsnapped it, releasing her breasts from their confinement. Sliding his hands around to her chest, under the straps, he took both breasts into his hands, remembering the pale freckled skin, and the large dark nipples that he could feel hardening under his fingertips.
A groan escaped her throat then, and she lifted her hands higher on his back, and pulled him toward her, hard, delighting in the feel of him crushing his own hands against her breasts, of the impact of his hard bulge against her navel.
Their tongues both escaped at the same time, twirling in the shared space of their joined mouths, pulling and sliding across each other, tasting each other, delighting in the texture, the feel, the slight friction of tongue on tongue.
After eliciting another groan, he slid the palms of his hands slowly down the front of her breasts, knowing how she both loved and hated the friction of it, the raw feel of skin on skin. She didn't pull away though, continuing to crush him against herself, her hands pulling at his skin, scraping her fingernails up to his shoulders and down his spine again.
As his hands cleared the bottom of her breasts, he had a little more space, and slid them as delicately as he could down over her stomach and navel, until he reached the hem of her skirt. He paused for a moment to decide on the best course of action, and then bent his legs a little, sliding his hands down the outside of the short skirt, until he felt her skin again, on her upper legs.
She wriggled with delight as he touched her then, goosebumps appearing briefly on her skin, only to disappear as they pulled each other close again. His hands slid, staying on her skin, and lifting the loose skirt up her legs, her thighs. He stopped again for a moment, searching for her eyes in the dim light, and she blinked approvingly, so he continued. Lifting his hands further, he could feel the thin band of her panties now, and his hands slid around over her butt, pulling her out from the wall just a little again, and sliding his hands carefully over her small cheeks, caressing happily the tightly delightful mounds of skin, sliding his hands up past the top of her panties, and back again, over the mounds, his fingers sliding delicately down the crease between them, down between her legs, and under, until she jumped, and he could feel the dampness on his fingers, along with the heat.
He held still there for a moment again, listening to her breathe, and feeling her move, just a little, against his fingers, encouraging more pressure, more exploration. He had other plans though, and moved his hands back, much the way they had come, skimming lightly over her puckered ass, enjoying the shiver that resulted. His hands eventually fondled her bum again, applying just the right kind of pressure to the silky smooth covering, and slid back to her hips, thumbs hooked in the waistband, and he pushed the panties down, off her thighs, and her ass, off her soaked mound, and down her legs. He dropped them as soon as they were down enough to fall of their own accord, and they wriggled down to rest at her ankles. But not for long.
His hands returned to her butt now, partly retracing the path he'd taken before, revelling in the direct feel of her skin on his, the difference between this and the silky panties.
She was almost incoherent, feeling his hands crawling over her, and she had to remove her mouth from his, just to get enough air. She could feel his fingers on her ass cheeks, feel as he tickled her rosebud again, but so much more directly. She could feel as his hands cleared her buttocks, and came to rest on her upper legs.
She struggled then, realising what needed to happen, to remove her hands from his back, pushed him away from her a little, smiling to ensure that he knew it was temporary, and carefully unzipped the bulge in the front of his trousers, reached in and pushed the front of his briefs down to release his erection from its prison. She smiled again as it sprang forward, and gave it a friendly stroke before straightening up again, signalling her readiness.
He pulled himself close again then, gave her a quick kiss on the lips, and lifted. She bent her legs, to help as much as she could, and he slid her back up the cool wall, spread her legs and wrapped them around his hips. Her sandals and panties remained on the floor, in front of his feet, no longer needed.
As her legs wrapped around him, she could feel she'd given over a degree of control, and allowed him to position both of them, hanging on to him with her hands, and waiting. Desperately.
With her body off the ground, he was able to position her carefully where he wanted her, and as he moved a little closer, he could feel the tip of his cock nestling between her legs, between her spread lips, between the walls of her hot vagina, and he could tell just how quiveringly eager she was.
She couldn't do much but wait, and take in the sensations, while her hands rubbed on his back, and her back rubbed on the wall. He didn't take long though, and his cock was in position. She moved herself over it, feeling her slick moisture rubbing on it, the softness of it sliding over her clit, the hardness of it entering her. With all the muscles she could manage, she pulled him hard towards her. Harder, deeper, hotter within her. She felt the stretching, the sliding, the fullness of it, the feel of his trousers against her, his hands on her legs, his breath hot against her ear.
He pushed himself inside, not that there was any resistance, and pulled her ass in close, impaling himself deep in her, delighting in the slippery skin covering him, in the heat, and the power.
She tried to move, and couldn't, until he did.
He pulled himself almost out again, and stopped, just for a moment.
She thrust at him, pulling him back.
He relaxed, and sank back into her.
She pushed then, wanting more movement.
He lifted her a little, moving against the weight and the pressure.
She relaxed, and hauled him back in.
They slowly got a rhythm going, her body against the wall, his in free space.
The smooth, slippery friction got hotter. He got harder. She got wetter.
They pumped now, a single machine, with one aim. They slid apart and together, in and out, up and down.
He dragged himself to the very edge, and her with him. She felt how close he was, and knew she was too. He could tell, when her movements changed, that she was as close as he was.
Her groan was all he could take. Her release was instantaneous, irresistible. He fell over the edge, and as her muscles contracted around him, his muscles pumped inside her, a wonderful feedback loop of brute force and fluids. He spurted, she clamped. He panted, she groaned. He pushed, hard, and she squeezed her legs. They both quivered, and shook, and struggled not to collapse. Her head fell down in front of his shoulder, his body fell forward on to hers.
Her smile and his matched, their levels of excitement and exhaustion even. He kissed her shoulder, and pulled himself out, bending his legs to remove his still hard cock from within her. She shuddered again, and again smiled.
He gently lowered her to the floor, her feet falling to her sandals again. He released her, and she bent down, with great effort, and pulled her panties back on, flattening her wrinkled skirt over them now. She helped him tuck his shrinking member back into his trousers, liking the feel of his coated cock, and of the still substantial bulge.
He looked her in the eye, and spoke. "So, gorgeous, is hubby home?"
He already knew the answer, knew that she wouldn't have enjoyed this nearly so much without the risk. "Yeah, of course he is." She picked up his bag from the deck, and reached for the door. "Why don't you come inside?"
" I already did."
"Nothing wrong with repeating a good thing." She swung the door open. "Hey Bruce, he's here! Come and say hi."
Jun 2006
Okay Gentle, I feel like you took my virginity on this one.
GBF: Hey, you offered! :-)
Jun 2006
Very good! The ending surprised me.
GBF: It was supposed to!
Jun 2006
This is my favorite of all you single stories.
It is so vivid, so hot, so sexual.
I have read it, perhaps half a dozen times since you posed it, and it never fails to excite me.
Otto
GBF: I'm pleased. I got some stick for this one...
Apr 2006
Hey, not bad. I don't know why I haven't seen half of these stories on the list before, but all of a sudden there they were. . . anyway, I think I've read most of your recent stuff and am now going backward in time to your earlier writings. I'm really c
GBF: Who says he didn't know?
Dec 2005
Very good. I've been looking for another story, similar in many ways, also written with verve and style. In that one she turns off her car and starts crying, the cell tone is music which she ignores... angry at having caught him btwn the wrong pair of leg
GBF: Nope, not me. Anyone else know?
Dec 2005
"He dragged himself to the very edge, and her with him" Now that gave me chills. And of course my favorite position, vertical. Well done. I would also enjoy a part II. Thank you Gentle.
GBF: No part two. :-)
Oct 2005
Sorry - I did NOT like the ending. Yes it is clever, albeit contrived and I feel bloody sorry for the husband. I usually like most of your work and some I admire. You are very good at assembling an intriguing piece around a simple premise - I would love
GBF: Sorry you feel that way...
Oct 2005
Oh my gawd. You have a lascivious, firtile mind, wiht the creativity to bring it to life.
On another note, it's amazing to read one story by you that is almost entirely dialogue - and excellent; then immediately read another story that is almost entire
GBF: You sure you won't marry me? :-)
Sep 2005
Great sexy work :)
GBF: :-)
Aug 2005
LMAO .. ok Gentle. You got me! LOL I know how you love to surprise at the end, but I didn't see that one coming at all. Hot,Hot,Hot story! Loved it as always~
Aug 2005
Yes, yes, yes, yes, so good gentle, you just get better and better all the time......Thanks.....P...
GBF: Yes? :-)
Aug 2005
It has been a long time since I have been able to read your stories and this one was wonderful. I was able to relate to the intimacy of the act and allowed my mind to escape with the encounter. The fact that it took place outside the home was a great pa
GBF: Oh, wow, thank you very much. But WHY haven't you been able to read my stories? :-)
Aug 2005
Hee-hee.... my poor mailman doesn't know what he's in for the next time he pops in with a package.....
GBF: Lucky boy
Aug 2005
Well, it was pleasure reading your story while no one was in the house.
GBF: Hmmm... You need privacy to read? :-)
Aug 2005
I was just reading the reviews and Fu*% ppl get their panties in a twist. Its a fantasy, not something directed at you. If you weren't here for a little fantacy then why the fu*% are you here. It may not be what you find erotic but its still a well writen
GBF: Thanks. You can say 'fuck' if you want. :-)
Aug 2005
That was GREAT, needless to say I liked it a lot. I love your endings. They really bring it all together. You did it again.
GBF: Aww shucks. Thanks.
Aug 2005
...and you for catching it and putting it to paper. Wow.
GBF: Thanks
Aug 2005
Well written - coaxed one along thinking there must be a good punch-line.
Sadly, I didn't like the clincher, although the journey was good.
GBF: Sorry to hear that.
Aug 2005
'S good.
GBF: whew.
Aug 2005
Great story - great twist! Thanks for a delightful interlude.
GBF: Hey, my pleasure.
Aug 2005
I am always impressed! It's not just good but it has a certain style that is not defineable. Anyway - keep up the good work and I will keep reading.
GBF: Well, thanks. I'll try.
Aug 2005
Very, very naughty - as all the best erotica should be.
Thanks again Gentle, i thoroughly enjoyed that. :)
GBF: Everyone talks AROUND things in here. :-)
Jul 2005
Great short hot story....Loved the descrip. Good piece of writing.
GBF: Thanks. Great feedback too.
Jul 2005
Ah Gentle.............sexy as all get out. Gave me a massive ........ What a surprise ending. Very well written. Still wish You'd continue that sexy Meg! Keep up the superb writing. An easy 10.
GBF: massive.... ? Heart failure :-)
As for Meg, hmmm.... :-)
Jul 2005
I am delighted that this intercourse occurred OUTSIDE the house. But...
GBF: There's not way I can add all you said. It's nearly as long as the story!
Jul 2005
Wow i like this story its the kinda of wild passionate sex a girl likes to dream about. You really made me horny with this one. i was hooked from the first line.
GBF: You can stay. :-) But next leave an email address!
Jul 2005
I really like the doorstep one. its not my fave but its close. thats something most women dream about...
GBF: Just women? :-)
Jul 2005
i like it... very much! : )
GBF: It's hard to argue with that. :-)
Jul 2005
Tawdry and dirty.
GBF: Yeah, BUT, what did you think BEFORE you got to the end? Sorry if I offended. It was never my intention.
Jul 2005
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GBF: It's a pet hate of mine.... No name, no address, no comment, and then a '1'. No balls. :-)
Jul 2005
What I love about this story is that you don't focus on who the characters are but you focus on what they do, more specifically what the do to each other.
I can't speak for all women, but I don't usually take a lover because he's a nice guy. I'll take
GBF: Damn, more work. Thanks. You can stay.
Jul 2005
whoops - hot, hot, hot... nice turnaround
GBF: :-)
Jul 2005
Just so erotic.
I hope you do a part two.
GBF: Part 2? What would happen? :-)
Jul 2005
YOU CHEATED ME!! And had me read your story under false pretences.
GBF: Oh my, I'm very sorry.
Jul 2005
nice! excellent writing, great premise, realistic, enjoyable characters, wild idea, "gotcha" twist.. trademarks of GbF.
GBF: Thanks. Thanks a lot!
Jul 2005
I have just read “The Doorstep” and I have to say I loved it, even given the surprise twist at the end (which was well done by the way). I would give it at least a 9. I actually read it yesterday, and I know you prefer we respond right away. Let it be
GBF: Distracted? :-)
Jul 2005
its superb
GBF: Hmmm... Same comment for two stories. :-)
Jul 2005
You know, I was getting all set for a nice, warm, loving and romantic story... and then you get me in the end. You friggin, evil bastard! Yes, you got me good. Now, I have to reread the entire story through a new eye and re-evaluate all that I read. That
GBF: Ha ha. Good for you!
If you're looking for an apology, you're in the wrong story! :-)
Jul 2005
This is a delightfully written story, but its surprise and unexplained ending tosses this HOPELESS ROMANTIC for a loop. Even worse, I suspect that the ending of your story wins points from your literary critics! :-(
GBF: Ooops. Well, first off, not many literary anything around here. Mostly just wankers! :-)
Secondly, it's a polarising story, no doubt. Sorry your mileage wasn't so hot.
Jul 2005
one word--- nice. a hot encounter of the fantasy kind
GBF: Wow, thanks.
Jul 2005
I do believe you've outdone yourself with this vivid, almost verbally illustrated piece of erotica.
And the ending . . . I loved it. If this were dessert, and it comes quite close, I'd demand a second helping.
*****
Sorry, I'm just a glutton for
GBF: I'll drop the money off later. Thanks Paris. That means a lot, especially from you.
I had to remove your spoiler, that I get your point... Hmmm.
Jul 2005
Would that we all were that adventureous..... What the hell is this 8.75 crap. This was a great story. One of your best. I understand you can't please them all but why even try if that's what they give
GBF: Oh, horses for courses. No reason to like them all. Thanks for the backup though.
Jul 2005
A delightful story. I enjoyed it all the way through. Playful but sexy as hell.
GBF: Great. Just as planned!
Jul 2005
Hmmm ... very romantically naughty! You are good with your words. Doing it on the porch has always had a exhibitionist appeal to me.
GBF: Thanks.
Jul 2005
You're one of the talented ones I enjoy, and thank you for bringing good writing to this genre.
GBF: Gee thanks.
Jul 2005
Nice, quick, descriptive story but...
GBF: If you've read ANY of my other stories you KNOW I care about the characters. Lots. This one just needs to be like this. :-)
Jul 2005
that was pretty hot..like to see it alittle ruffer :) will there be a part 2..after they go in and hubby is there?
I very much enjoy reading your work...thx :)~
GBF: Rougher? Nah, not my style. As for more... Well, maybe...
Jul 2005
Outstanding story! Great descriptions. Especially loved the surprise ending.
GBF: Well, thanks a lot.
Jul 2005
I was just there a second ago. Great move. I'm on my way back...Hail Almighty One!!
GBF: What kind of drugs are you on? :-)
Jul 2005
Very well done. Glad you saved the 'surprise'
until the very end. ***** It was still a great story.
Keep up the good work.
GBF: Thanks. Sorry to.. Ahh.. Zap some of your comments...
Jul 2005
I'm not sure I know what happened. Seemed like a lot of holes in the story and you were trying to keep it short. Oh well, I love most of your stuff so I'll read on and thanks.
GBF: Sorry you feel that way. I hope I don't get a lot of that! :-)
Jul 2005
Fun!
GBF: My God, that was quick! It's only been online about 10 minutes. :-)
Jul 2005
On top of a perfectly randy story, you throw this humorous, random kink in the coil, and it can take you by surprise. Well done.
Jul 2005
10
GBF: :-)
Jul 2005
HOLY SHIT!
GBF: Thanks.
Jul 2005
Very fun. Very naughty. I really liked the spontenaiety.
GBF: Thanks.