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Submitted as a true story. Names changed only.

FRAN

A story now.  Maybe erotic. About Fran.  This is the first. There will
be more that tell about her and her experiences. With friends. And even
me. Some will be sexually explicit. The lady was enormously sensual and
sexual.

So now. A first story.

A wife of mine passed away recently. At 54. Actually my only wife. One
of many lovers. But always my best friend from age 13. (I, at 14 went to
her 13th birthday party.) And always my best lover and my only love. We
never exactly had an open marriage. We were never into "swinging".  But,
we did have our moments. Foursomes, threesomes, both of us in such
arrangements, plus our individual escapades with others and one on one.

This lady was beautiful. And she was sexual. At the slightest
provocation her "motor" was on. High speed, four on the floor, and a
roller coaster ride for her and whoever she was with followed. I've
observed her with others and together, male and female. Always exciting.
I'm not really a voyeur though. My most exciting sexual and erotic times
with her were when she would describe some of the experiences
(adventures) she had. Almost all those experiences were by accident or
incidental. I suppose she told me of those times to get me aroused.  It
always worked and I always encouraged her telling me her adventures.
Aroused her too.

This woman was about 5'5", when young 120 lb., when a little older,
135-140 but well proportioned. Medium to small breasts, but so
sensitive. Long blonde hair, light complexion (but she could tan
bronze), hazel eyes, and great legs.

Intellect to spare. Smart,...smart  person. Wisdom to spare. And share.
Anyone who met my Fran for anytime considered themselves her best
friend. She always counseled people, but only at their request. She
always listened to people. She was greatly honored by all who knew her.
She was physically beautiful, but the inner beauty was more important.

She could do much with her body and sensuality. Great at masturbation.
She loved it. She could touch herself, then begin artistry with her
hands and fingers. It would last awhile and end in almost exhaustion,
but definitely satisfaction. It was beautiful. She was extremely oral.
She is one of only a few women I've known who could bring herself off
while sucking. She had strong vaginal muscles and liked to "tighten up".
She felt she could get so tight around a man's member that she could
lift him up on the bed. She was damn close to that. The contortions on
her face, the enjoyment, the noise as she tightened and lifted made it
hard to maintain any kind of control. Control being wanted only to hope
the ecstasy would last longer.

She really wasn't into women. But she could turn anyone on. Or be turned
on. She was into herself, her sexuality,.... She liked men. She liked
herself.  She (and I realize a disconnect here) had a fine tasting
pussy.  She just enjoyed being eaten. I enjoyed eating her. A touch, a
tongue here, there. Effective. Exciting. Really wild with my Fran.



Anyway, as said, I especially liked her telling me of her adventures.
She described one experience as follows. It happened when she was about
42. I'm a year older.

We had a barbecue. Not as in a California barbecue. But a real Tennessee
barbecue. We had it out in the country at a friends cabin (several
acres, fishing pond, etc. ) out near Humboldt. We invited maybe 25-50
people and as usual (we had these get togethers about once or twice a
year for several years) word got around and we had in excess of a
hundred people. These affairs start on a Saturday afternoon, last all
night and break up after a late brunch on Sunday afternoon. People come
and go. Anyway after digging the pit and beginning to cook the wood, I
managed to get drunk. This is fairly unusual as I enjoy these cookouts
so much. Usually, I drink a lot, but work hard, have a good buzz, but
remain a good host. Anyway, I got drunk, got my ass on my shoulders, had
words with my best partner, my Fran...and dumbly drove back to a friends
house in Memphis. Of course, in my state I was no good for the woman I
went to visit until much later the next day.

Anyway, late, the next day I got home. Thankfully, Fran took everything
in stride. And we quickly got together. She had me enter her from
behind, not anal (though she likes that), just from behind. And then she
began talking. After I left, she said she was just confused, figured I'd
be back, she'd continue being a good hostess, and so she just continued
to enjoy the event. Later in the night, actually wee hours of morning
and with some in tents or in the cabin asleep and some still siting by
the fire, she was approached by Alan. Alan is an acquaintance of mine.
Not close enough to be called a friend but in a circle of others that
are friends. So I knew Alan and had had some conversation with him. And
I was immediately alert and getting harder. Why? The reason. In the
circle of friends of which Alan was a part, I knew two things. One, he
was something of a "ladies' man", a cocksman. Also, the guys said he was
such a cocksman because of his huge dick. I knew Fran was about to tell
me of big dicks. And she did.

She said Alan approached her as she was about to get some rest before
putting the Boston butts on the pit at dawn. We camp and sleep in a
large (extended) van. It's not fancy. Just a lot of room and we have it
set up with a large mattress and we bring covers and/or sleeping bags.
Very utilitarian. Anyway she said Alan, who she did not know before that
night, was very suggestive.  And hear remember, as she talks, I have my
member where it belongs and she has me and knows it. She is also excited
and wanting to relive the incident and to take control of me. She now
speaks. "Get it harder Rob. He did. He was real hard. He was big. God,
...he was so...big.  Big. Harder... Rob, damn, try to get it harder.. Alan was
so big. So fat. Hard. He kept at it . Stroking..pushing. Damn, it was so
big. So fat.  God, it was good. You know, I wasn't in the mood. I was
tired. I needed to sleep. But he kind of pushed me back against Ely Mae
(the van). I was a little angry. But he grabbed my hand and put it down
his pants. I never felt anything so big." (Fran was a nurse and
practiced for about 10 years--so the fact that she was impressed,
impressed me.). She continued..."I wasn't in the mood. In fact, I felt I
was almost being raped. But, as I felt that thing,... oh Rob,... I said to
myself, Fran, girl, if you don't try this you are crazy." And then she
began describing...and looking back at me( remember my rear guard
position) and enjoying the reliving herself, the torture and the
excitement for me. She had me in total control. She kept pushing back,
tightening, and raising her ass, rotating. "Do you like this? I did it
for him better. He was so big. He pushed hard. He took it part out, then
went in again, God ...so good. I was full. He kept going. But, I got him
too. I sucked him,...got him begging.  He was so cocky at first.....then I
had him eating me. Then I sucked more. I got to thinking. I might take
even more in my cunt, but not in my mouth. Then I got on top. God, I got
deep. I wanted more. But, Rob, that was so good. I got slow and tight.
So big.  I had him. But then he got behind me again. I was over the
seat. That big thing was in me again from behind. I pushed back, I was
tight. But, he started pounding. In and out. In and out. He was almost
angry I think.. Alan got me. I was crazy. He got me big time. But he was
spent. I won. Kind of a grudge fuck but damn it was good." (Here she
reaches back, grabs my balls,  pushes back harder.) .She described the
whole night in Ely Mae with a big dick.   " .....and he knew how to use
it. It was so big, (she looks around at me, she tightens, she laughs...)
get it bigger Rob, harder...harder" She turns around, I have my very best
hard dick in her pussy. She opens each hand and spreads them apart."It
was this big...and so hard and so fat...God Rob, get it bigger." Her hands
were at least 10 inches apart. I, groaning, ask if she was sure it was
that big. She then very carefully spread her hands to 10 or 11 inches
again and says, "Yes, it was that long and as fat as my risk It was huge
and it was great". She had me. She then came as I did. I pulled out and
rolled over exhausted. But she wasn't through. She got up and got her
favorite vibrator. She played with it telling me how good it felt but
that it wasn't as good as Alan. She continued to talk with more details
as she got herself more and more excited. Then she put the vibrator as
deep as it could go in her. It disappeared as she began finger fucking
herself with the vibrator inside her pussy. She was panting "I wish it
were bigger, like Alan".  By this time I was extremely aroused and a
little jealous, (which, I think, is what she wanted). I pulled the
vibrator out and entered her but she rejected me. Instead she rolled me
over on my back in an angry manner. She then got on top and proceeded to
tighten up and fuck me hard, as she seemed to go crazy. She continued to
talk of Alan as she furiously pounded me from her top position. She and
I came again. I could barely hold on through the whole thing. But, she
still wasn't through. She climbed off me turned around and again got on
top of me but in a 69 position. She began to pound her pussy into my
face, again furiously and harshly, as she held my penis in her hand and
ordered me to get it hard. I could only keep my tongue moving as she
pounded; she even moved up and rubbed her pussy on my chin for more
traction. Finally, she slowed down and began sucking me in a soft and
sensual way. Eating the pussy became enjoyable. When she had me hard
again she got off and lay on her back and told me to fuck her. We had a
very good fuck then. When we finished she said, "Wasn't that good Rob".
We both were tired, satisfied and her comment was not a question.

I never failed to enjoy when I could get her to repeat that story. There
are more details. Also, more stories. One, a guy named Jack who she has
had sex with calls. He says he is in the Southside Holiday Inn, near the
river...he has a friend with him he says...She, Fran, my Fran, says..."Does
this mean what I think it does?" He says "yes"..... So, another of many
stories. Interested?

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