Subject: I Want to Fuck Kelly
Story Codes: MF oral adultery
Author: Dan <address withheld by request>
Posted: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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Danny is one of those guys I love to hear from. You know the type...
horny and sitting at home reading about me while masturbating and wishing
it was him that was fucking me. Here are some of the stories he wrote me
giving me all the naughty details of his fantasies about me!
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - Jerking Off About Kelly
Chapter 2 - Masturbating While Thinking of Kelly
Chapter 3 - My Present for Kelly
Chapter 4 - Wants and Wishes
Chapter 1 - Jerking Off About Kelly
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Kelly, Of course, I would look better than that guy! At least happier!
By the way, Kristi looks the same, the same beautiful legs and smile, and
I will say, that might be one of your better pictures. Have you lost a
little weight? Also, I'm starting to like you as a blonde. I'm so
tempted to take a picture of me and send it to you. (In action photo) I
don't know if I ever will. But, just so you know, I think of you a few
times a week and wells, Miss Wells, this was a few days ago! Hi Kelly,
It's 4:00 A.M. - -It's pouring rain outside, I can hear the raindrops on
the roof, and the pitter-pat on the rain gutters. I'm lying on my bed
after a few beers, and now I have finally peace.
I lit a candle, and I'm writing under candle light for you. My muscle is
soft and not horny yet, but when I think of you, I know I will get
aroused and I will want to masturbate. I wish you and Kristi were here
right now. A few minutes ago, I didn't think I had a chance of getting
hard. But as I write on my stomach, my cock starts stretching out. I'm
thinking about being passionate with you, as my mind wanders to other
girls I dream about or have been with. Such quick thoughts. I will have
to admit - I like to get my dick hard and pleasure myself; it would be so
much better if you were here. (If Kristi ever wrote me I don't know what
would happen).
I like your dialogue - that turns me on! I'm getting harder, I enjoy it.
I know I need some pussy, but the only thoughts are about you. Not only
that you enjoy it but also how i wish to be inside you. It's been a
while, and I forgot how you and I both like the pleasure of stoking
myself as I think about you and Kristi.
As I get harder, I know, as times before thinking of you, my dick is
getting harder, and sooner or later, my dick will harden, and then really
hard, and I will fondle the tip of my dick with my lubed hand, and sperm
will start trickling, and then I will cum for you in three large gulps
full of sperm all in your name. In the last four days, I masturbated
three times - I can't believe at my age - my dick is getting bigger - and
bigger. I really enjoy spewing out the sperm.
My thoughts, "Oh, I just want to find and give some good looking girl my
love." I'm going to lick my fingers now and touch myself, and think of
your mouth. It's so pleasurable. I wish you were here.
I lick myself again. Once I start licking and rubbing, it’s very hard to
stop and write. I should put a picture of you and Kristi on my bed.
"Oh, your asses are beautiful." I wonder what it would be like to be in
your pussy. "Lick me, Kelly and Kristi." I going to rub myself with some
lotion. That feels so good! It feels so good, and smells good! I don't
know what will happen from here! It is so good to have a hard dick - rub
me, K and K. "Lick me Kelly."
I rub the head of my dick, and pull my balls. I'm not totally hard. I
say, "Kelly are you mad at me? I haven't heard from you in a while. I
was probably mad at you because you would never meet me! I want to know,
and Yes, I always wanted to meet Kristi, but I guess it not going to
happen. The caress is so soft and gentle. I'm going to lay on my back and
get a feel for your mind, because every time I write to you it is a
different script, but they all end of the same; thinking of you gives me
so much cum. Will it work tonight?
Five minutes go by. I'm 3/4 hard, and love rubbing me and little traces
of pre-cum emerge. The little bits of sperm ignite my shaft, "Oh if you
were here, the process would be so much faster." My mind imagines, "Oh,
if you were here, I dream how much I would like to fuck you." I'm on my
stomach, my dick in hand. I say out loud, "Oh, Kelly how much would I
like to fuck you!" I hear a train whistle. I grab myself, I wish your
mouth was giving me pleasure! I bet your so good. Oh, I want to pull on
your hair, I want to caress your body, hug it; squeeze it. Oh, I want
you so bad. Oh, I want to put my cock on your tits, then ease it up to
your mouth. Where you take it in like a fish goes for a lure. My dick
is so hard! I want it NOW in your pussy!
I'm thrusting my hips into the bed. "Oh if you were here, I wish I was
kissing you and fucking you. I want to hold your hands behind your head
as I thrust deeper and as deep as I can get my muscle in your pussy. I
want to see your eyes, and feel you orgasm. I want you to know I really
do love you/lust for your love. I can' even read my writing anymore.
It's just scribbles... "Oh, Kelly let me fuck you!" I want to get deeper
in you. I want to cum in you! I want to look at those eyes. I want to
hug you so hard.. Oh, I want to fuck you harder. God, I want to fuck
you. I want to squeeze you and hold you. I'm not going to stop - I'm
going to keep ramming you. I'm thinking, "Oh, your such a bitch." Oh, I
need you! I'm not going to stop now, I'm on the edge. I'm breaking a
sweat! I can feel your juicy pussy! My dick loves it. Oh, I want to cum
in you - you feel so good!
Thinking of you,
Dan
Chapter 2 - Masturbating While Thinking of Kelly
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As soon as I received your E-Mail, I got busy! Why I want to please, I
don't know, but I too! I rubbed myself. I'm stiff. My hips quiver. It
feels so grand! I want to please Kelly. It is so relaxing, rubbing
myself for you. A little lick on my fingers, and rub the tip of my cock.
Ever so gently. I love it, I take a deep breath of air, I have a little
cum. It feels so good. I get the thought of jumping on my stomach -
thinking about fucking you, but no I'm going to make this feeling last -
instead I lick myself again, my dick gets harder, now my whole hand is
stoking and alternative between my hard shaft, and my sensitive tip. I
imagine Kelly's mouth on me, I can smell that musty sperm scent. My hips
start a little motion, my tip of my penis loves the arousal. I know now
it will be hard to stop rubbing, the next time I write my pen will be all
gooey. I feel Kelly mouth getting closer to me. I'm lying on my back.
I try to write left handed.
Ghr. My tip is gooyed in sperm, now it creates a reaction of more
attention, I rub harder, my dick likes being caressed by my sperm. Its
so pleasurable, I'm rubbing my whole shaft. I lay on my back, oh, I
want to grab Kelly's hair. I'm so hard! I can see and imagine Kelly and
Kristi both licking me. My balls are hot and sweaty - Oh, it feels so
good!
I think, "Kelly take me all the way." "Yes, that it - I love it." I can't
handle this any longer - I want to cum so bad. I lay on my stomach. "Oh,
I want to put my hard dick in Kelly so bad. "I want your pussy so bad."
I'm pushing hard on cushions, I want to push you so hard. I want to put
my hard dick in you so much. I do put my hard dick in you. I'm pushing on
you - I'm getting ready to cum. I want to pull out.
I manage to pull out, I know I'm going to cum soon. I rub forward and
graze them against your tits. I'm looking at you and saying "Oh, Kelly,
I can't wait. I can't tit fuck you anymore. You know so well. I get
on my knees over your face. Your mouth dives for my cock, like your
bopping for an apple, you take my cock, an extreme pleasure, and you
mouth and suck me. I can't believe I'm doing this, but it feels so good.
Your sucking me. I'm fucking your mouth, now I'm cumming. (It's all
scribbles, I can't read what I wrote) You feel so good - take me all the
way. Deep down.
My cum is coming. Take me deeper, Kelly. My dick is really big. I'm
just thinking, "just take me Kelly, I'm going to cum in you - I know you
love it. Oh, Oh, Oh. Ohaaaa! I had sperm everywhere!! All for you! But
I was relaxed. I wanted to write you this because I might have a
girlfriend soon. You have been my girlfriend when I don't have one. I
have cherished our friendship, but you never want to meet so you
understand me finding someone else. I do love our unique friendship,
and you are the only one that I have ever done this for. Yes, of course
I wanted to meet you and Kristi.
All I can say, is thanks sweetheart!
Chapter 3 - My Present for Kelly
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I'm taking a hot bath getting ready for church. After the 3 mile run in
0 degree weather it is real relaxing. Usually, at 6:00 I go to church.
Also the Packer football game is on. My friends are all going to the bar
to watch the game. Today, was a great day because I received your
pictures you sent me, and I made 8X10 photos. But ever since, I saw your
picture in your striped green sweatshirt, I had forgotten how beautiful
you are. I think of you as a great friend, you almost always reply to
me. That's so nice. All day I've been a bit horny, and after reading
your articles for three years, I have gotten to know your mind, and my
desire often leads me to masturbating about being with you. Oh, yes, I
often masturbate about old girlfriends, but I yearn to get to know you
intimately. Today is your night. I looked at my relaxed cock in the
bathtub. I like to refer to my cock as my muscle. I watched my muscle
relax in the bathtub, it was like my cock just started easily stretching
out and bathing in the water.
My thoughts all day have been about you. I decided right then, this
isn't going to work, I'm going to skip church, and spend an hour dreaming
and masturbating about being with you. I was so relaxed getting out of
the tub. My muscle penis was chubby, and the bathtub experience, I
figured my muscle wanted to play! My cock loves to bathed in sperm, and
pussy juice. Well I'm fighting this desire, so I put on a pair of sweats
and crawl into my sleeping bag to watch the Packer game. I grab a
notepad, and a pen. I lite a candle in a glass jar and turn off the
lights. I put two 8X10 photos of you and Kristi on one end of table next
to couch. My muscle is aching to play. I stare at your pictures. Wow!
How beautiful you are. I love your smile, those dark eyes, and your
long hair. My sweats come off down to my boxers. I finally touch my
strong muscle. I quickly lay and moisten my fingers with saliva. I rub
my head of my penis.
"Oh, that feels so good!" Softly I caress myself, meanwhile I gazing at
your picture. I easily enjoy the soft rubbing, I can feel the sperm
throughout my harden shaft. After a minute of massaging pleasure, I'm
really aroused. Even though, it the biggest football game of the year,
it’s an annoying and distracting me. I pick up the candle, the notepad,
the pen, and your pictures and head to the bedroom. Oh, Kelly, I want to
tell you I know this is going to be an awesome time. My boxers come off,
I 'm watching myself stroke myself, I lick my hands often, I can see
beads of cum as I rub the right side of my muscle's head. My cock is
starting be more like a missile.
I stop to write about the feeling. My notepad and my pen are full of
sperm. I must tell you as I like to rub the head of my penis...my
thoughts are all about you...I wish you were here. I feel you watching
me your encouraging me then I visualize you with me...I'm looking at your
picture...you grab my hand, and we stroke my penis together. your
smiling. I will rub my penis harder, and sperms bleeds out massaging my
dick more, which, gets me even harder, I'm rubbing harder - then I
fantasy that your stroking me and you start in with your mouth. "Oh, the
feeling is so hot!" I love the feel of your hair around my cock. I
need you!
I stop and grab your ass, and say, "Kelly it’s our first time, I must put
all my warm sperm in your juicy pussy! Know, I'm staring at your eyes,
thrusting my hips, like I'm fucking you. I dream of putting my hands in
your hair and tugging it a bit. It is Heavenly. I see Kristi picture
and notice her tight ass, and beautiful face too, but I tell Kristi, it
is not her time, this is Kelly’s.
I hear Kelly's voice, "Fuck me, Fuck me, Dan. I envision as my hips are
thrust unto the bed, thoughts of 69, your ass, I want to squeeze your
shoulders, and kiss you. I grab your ass and all the pleasure, and my
missile muscle climaxes with large amounts of warm sperm. I say I love
you Kelly. I'm so relaxed and content! Your happy, and so am I. The
phone rings and a girlfriend wonders why I wasn't in church. I tell her,
the Packer game is on.
She says, "What’s the score?"
I don't know, but Kelly just scored.
Chapter 4 - Wants and Wishes
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– DAY ONE
It has been almost an internet love affair, but not really, it has been a
friendly dialogue, between a young inspiring writer named Kelly who
writes her diary about her sexual experiences. I become interested in her
manner, one I like to write, and two she writes about something I have
never tried. I like her sexual attitude and we, Dan and Kelly, meet
online.
It's been three years as we exchanged small dialogue, and the twenty year
old young brunette, and the forty year old man E-mail each other on
their sexual and regular life activities.
Kelly chats with many of her followers giving sexual advice, and her
ideas of God, family and sexuality. I might question her ideals, but
learn to understand her, and have a desire to meet her. Although, one
problem exists: she will never meet someone online that she has dialogue
with.
Well, I'm puzzled with her, and have a great desire to meet her, so I
finally figure out her passion (beside sex) and figures out a way to try
and to meet Kelly.
Dan writes, "Kelly" (I know she has a weakness for waterskiing), "I
happen to be leaving Minnesota this summer to deliver a jet ski to my
tennis friend, Maria Sharpova who lives in Florida. I'm going to be
driving through Pittsburg and I was wondering if you wanted to hang out,
and either go waterskiing, or jet skiing while I'm there. I'm a bit of
pro water-skier, and maybe, I could help you in your talent." Actually,
two years ago, when I got to know you, I was at an old coach's house,
and he gave me at a garage sale price, his hand built wooden trick water
skies. The first thought that came to mind was I wanted to give them to
Kelly. They are priceless, matter of fact, he wouldn't give them to one
of his sons, because, it would start a war.
So for two years, I've had a plan to give these to Kelly.
Stubborn as she is, I finally got the nerve to tell her I would like to
meet her, and give her this present for being such a good friend.
I approach her online, and tell her my intensions. Stubborn as she is,
Kelly turns down the offer.
I'm bit humbled, I answer her e-mail, and tell her, "C'mon Kelly, I
really would like to give you these water-skis, we don't have to have
sex, I just want to meet you and have fun for a day. Let's just go out
on the water, and see what happens and have some fun. I really want to
see how you can perform on these handcrafted trick skies. If you like
them you can have them."
I was tickled and amazed that the pretty brunette of 22, Kelly wrote back
and said, "O.K. Dan we got one day and I'll give you the benefit, I'm
breaking my rule of meeting anyone online, but you've been a good friend,
and I would like to go waterskiing. My Dad and Mom said I could use the
boat, as long as I have it home by 10:00 P.M. I will work those little
two and half foot skies on Lake Wobegan, and show you some tricks that
you don't know," Kelly said.
We make arrangements, and I book a hotel next to the bar which is the
partying Mecca of Lake Wobegan.
I had no idea that the weekend we picked was the summer festival of Lake
Wobegan. My hotel is next to a bar, with a lot lake shore and docks. A
pontoon sits on the water, and is the stage of the band. When I show up,
75 to 100 young girls are dancing in the two to three feet of water in
their bikinis. Meanwhile, a hundred boats are anchored outside the
harbor. The temperature is in the 90's, the party is on! Drinks are
flowing.. Swim suits are the only clothing, and even guys don't have to
wear a shirt on at the bar.
I look around and know even if Kelly doesn't like me, I'll meet one or
many of these little phillys My first impression is wow, I didn't know
Pittsburg had so many pretty women.
I leave the bar, and go to the boat landing. I'm supposed to meet Kelly
at 2:00. I've been holding those waterskies, and can't believe how many
people talked to me about them. Of course, I told them "I'm from
Minnesota, and I'm from the area where waterskiing was invented. I even
told some cocky kid, that my Grandpa invented the water ski, the same
place Grumpy Old Men was filmed, in Lake City, Minnesota.
I've been waiting for this moment for a long time, to meet Kelly. I have
always have had a crush on her, but I've never met her. An internet
fantasy, but she was real, and I was going to meet her. I have given up
(mostly) the idea of romance, and lessened my wish to meeting her, and
having fun. A let's see what happened attitude.
We have exchanged photo's before—I would recognize her right away.
Suddenly, a bronze SUV shows up towing a ski boat.
Kelly waves at me, as like she was expecting me to be there. She backs
the boat down the ramp, a rare trait for most gals, and get out of the
truck and we introduce ourselves—we exchange a quick hug, and then she
tells me to loosen the line of the boat. There is a steady line of boats
and everyone is in a hurry. She pulls the boat away, and I look over,
and my eyes are stuck….My mouth drops…
Her passenger carrying a towel, and a purse, and mind you not wearing
much but some short—short pair of cutoffs, unbuttoned in the middle.
I'm holding the boat line waiting for Kelly, and this little princess,
wearing just a bikini top—a bikini that's shows a great set of breasts.
I'm shell-shocked — "Wow" who is this! Her ass checks show as she walks
around the boat. I'm dumbstruck as my eyes look at hers - - then I
notice her long blonde hair pulled to one side of her shoulder. How
could I not notice her sweet smile, her lively facial check bones as she
walked with an attitude towards me. I haven't even met her—but her smile
and her body spoke of being fun and sassy.
Meanwhile, I break out of my trance and concentrate on pulling the boat
along the shore up to the loading dock.
Kelly walks up, and like we having known each other for a long time, she
introduced me, and said, "Dan, this is my cousin Kristi, let's go
waterskiing!"
I jump in the boat to help Kelly in, and next Kristi is about ready to
jump aboard, but then says, "Kelly I forgot my sunglasses in the car.
Throw me the keys!"
Kelly fires up her parents nice 26 foot ski boat that has couch like
cushions all the sides. Kelly and I are ready to talk, its hot so I take
my shirt off, suddenly, Kristi comes jogging down the boat dock barefoot,
and wearing her Paris Hilton sunglasses. I must say beauty in motion.
But just as she's ready to board the boat, I extend my hand to her, and
she trips and begins falling. My strong arm pulls her threw the air, and
both hands grab her around the waist, but the momentum carries us falling
unto the other side of the boat couch cushions. She's laying on top of
me.
My arms are around her waist and her back! Were both a bit shocked.
Kristi is laying on my chest. Her soft skin, tanned petite body feels
nice, firm and soft. I ask her if she's alright! She doesn't answer at
first, instead, she slides her soft facial cheek bone down my belly. She
kneels on the ground, and grab my thighs to get up, but slowly, then she
rests her chin in my crotch. Now my hands are holding her long golden
locks of hair. I like the way her hair caresses my body.
Kristi looks up at me, with a big open teethed smile. I know she
starting to feel me getting hard.
I say to her, "You probably won't of tripped, if you didn't have these
sunglasses on," simultaneously, I move my hands from her head to putting
up her sunglasses. Then our eyes connected - we both enjoyed looking
into each other's eyes. I put the glasses back over her eyes, and Kelly
starts, "Kristi, leave Dan alone he has been on the boat not even a
minute and you look like you are giving him a Blowjob."
Kristi jumps up, "Dan saved my life."
Kelly rolls her eyes.
Kelly pulls the boat into throttle, and we head down the Wobegan river
towards Wobegan lake. Kristi decides to wiggle her ass, and pull off
those 4 inch long cut off shorts, and didn't mind showing me. Wow! what
an ass!
Even though I came down to see Kelly, I'm starting to get turned on this
20 year old model that should be in Hollywood.
I give Kristi a beer, and I walk over to Kelly, and say, "Hey, I drove
all this way to least get a hug from you."
We exchange hugs, and its nothing special - its weird, Kelly and I know
each other so well, our meeting is no big deal. It's a bit odd to
finally put a body and a personality together. It's almost like being
best friends or being married. Kelly and I talk about where we are going
to ski, and how much she's looking forward to trying out her new gift of
trick skis. Kristi, meanwhile is bathing in the sunshine at the stern of
the boat wearing a mini bikini, sunglasses, and holding a cooler cup
with a beer.
After a few minutes, the tunes are cranking, and the feeling of being on
the water is awesome. I like the wind in my face. It's a hot day.
sometimes I fantasize about putting suntan lotion on Kristi's body, but
Kelly asks me first, and she pulls off her T-shirt top and hands me the
lotion. Wow, I'm pleasantly surprised, I really enjoy rubbing Kelly's
back, her brunette hair is tied up in a bun. She looks pretty.
Kelly then says, "I happen to have champagne and strawberries for a
treat." She hands me some berries. I do love the taste of strawberries.
As Kristi lies upon the couch, I toss a strawberry at her medium to large
breasts. The berry bounces off her right tit, up into her chin, then
slowly rolls, in between her tits, over the middle string, like a Tiger
Woods golf shot, then rolls onto Kristi's beautiful little belly, which
this belly might even be made out of baby fat - the strawberry stops
between her belly button, and her small bikini bottom.
Kristi goes to grab the strawberry, puts up her glasses, arches her back,
and says, " I love eating strawberries" She spreads her legs a bit,
leans back, looks up into the sky, without looking then takes the
strawberry and rubs it against her pussy, Just a couple times, then rubs
the berry around her belly, up her body and then she seductively nipples
the lucky strawberry, looks at me, then tongues the berry, and slowing
eats it, never taking her eyes off me. Immediately, my cock begins to
grow, my tip of my cock would like to have Kristi mouth taste me! I'm
now being able to see her whole body in a different light.
Kelly is the first to jump in the water to go skiing. I'm running the
boat, and Kristi is the deckhand. We have another beer. We argue over
the CD selection. I couldn't read the CD clearly. She teasing about
wearing bifocals. She wants harder rock like Def Leopard, put sugar on
me, and I want James Taylor. That's when Kristi started teasing me about
my age( so I am double your age), Kristi has a fun sense of humor she
puts on a pair of glasses, and wears them at the tip of her nose like
she's a grandma. Then with beer in hand she acts, like a grandma. I
laugh, and yah I'm older, and say "Kristi someday you make a great
grandmother." I give her a little hug, and slap her ass!
Kelly is tearing up the water with the trick skies. I thinks she likes
them. It's fun to watch her spin, glide, and turn, and her body has
pretty good posture.
When she's done i comment to her, "yah, you might want to arch your back
here, and then when you turn you can put more weight on her knees."
Of course, I told Kelly I was once a professional water skier.
Next Kristi goes - she should be topless, and she is half the skier Kelly
is but she handles the waves, and does good.
Next, I'm up! Little do they know I was fibbing Kelly about being a one
time champion water skier in Minnesota. I told them I skied in water
parades, and had girls standing on my shoulders. Hey, I was trying to
Kelly's attention.
So it's my turn, and I can't even get up on one ski. After three run-
arounds, I play that my knee went out, and maybe, I'll be able to get up
on two skies. O.K. I get up on two skies, I finish, but now Kelly and
Kristi realize, I was all bullshit, and I wasn't a professional coach and
skier that I bragged about. (Anything for a date with Kelly, right.)
I show up at the boat, and Kristi starts ripping on me. I listen to her,
Kelly wants a word, but is quiet only because I brought her trick skies,
that are cool, and gives me the benefit of the doubt.
As I'm claiming my bad knee story, and bring out the knee brace, a boat
pulls up and idles back down, then I hear yelling, "Hey Kelly what are
you doing?"
It's a old high school friend, and they exchange a few sentences, and Wha
la, Kelly's hormones get turned on, and jumps ship, saying she's going
skiing with her old friends.
Kristi, and I look at her and say, "Right". Kelly looks pretty excited,
and she hasn't been with us.
Kelly zooms out into the blue of Lake Wobegan.
Kristi, and I both comment, boy those guys are in for it!
Kristi and I realize we have no distractions. Know what do we do?
We try to compromise over music, and get another beer, the boat sits
idle.
It's odd, we have had this attraction, and now we are alone together.
There is a long pause, and I'm quiet. We sit down and Kristi asks what I
do for work? I answer I bartend, paint, and trying to be a writer. I
tell her other various jobs, that I've worked commercial fishing in
Alaska, stock trading in Chicago, and dog mushing in the arctic.
I ask her, "What have you been doing?"
Since, I knew the answer from Kelly's diary, Kelly has written about
Kristi told the readers she works for an escort agency, and like to hook
on the side.
Kristi didn't hesitate, "I like sex, and getting paid for it."
Then our talk continued, "I like having sex with girls i love, and I
don't pay for it. For me it takes away the beauty of it."
Then, Kristi comes on to me, kneels in front of me, and grabs my thighs.
I look at her, and my swimsuit starts to go in up periscope mode. It's
hard to imagine a beautiful vixen like Kristi coming onto you. She is so
sexy, and I haven't even figured out what part of her body I like the
best.
As Kristi starts to massage my muscle beneath my swimsuit, she is closer
to winning every argument.
But I refuse to pay her any money. (It's the hardest thing I ever had
done in my life.)
Kristi I want to know you better! I love making love to a women I know.
I love a women that is true, honest, and loving. (I don't say it but, I
need to love a girl that is beautiful, but I have to love her
personality.)
I kind of bitch at Kristi, and tell her-"hey, I came down here to meet
her cousin Kelly, I've always had a crush on her, but when I saw you, and
saw your fun, flitty, sassy, attitude, I started falling for you." I
admit, "Kristi, I like you a lot, but not for a one night stand, your
better than that. What do what to do for the rest of life after you get
done hooking. Are you addicted to the money, the sex, what else do want
for the rest of your life."
Kristi answers, "I do like the money, and I love sex. I'm not sure."
We get another beer!
As we sit down, Kristi sits next to me.
It's quiet at first, and then I say, "Kristi, I'm pretty old, never been
married, no kids that I know of, but I've never had the day where i want
to wake up next to someone, and plan a day with. It's sad, and loney,
but all the freedom anyone desires. It's been a pretty lonely life, and
for what I can see, a raising a family under God would be a great
blessing.
As I grab her shoulder to rub it, she's passive. As I rub her more, and
we both take a few sips of our beer, its relaxing.
Then she pipes out, and says, "Nice job Mr. pro water skier". She's
giving me shit about my water skiing adventure, and then says, "You were
telling us how to better our game, and you don't even know how to ski."
I shrugged my shoulders, and said, I had to meet Kelly's somehow.
Then out of the blue, the sassy, attituded women, Kristi grabs my cock.
"Don't tell me how you what a girlfriend, when your rubbing my back, and
caressing my ass, and you have a stiff cock."
"I can't help that Kristi, you’re so beautiful!"
I ask, do you want to jump in the water - it’s so hot in this boat."
She answers, "No, if you jump in there will be a piranha in the lake."
I look at Kristi, and say, "Kristi I'm not looking for one time fuck, and
to pay for it. I'm looking for a girl, girlfriend, that has bigger goals
in life. Your probably the prettiest woman I have ever seen. I want to
know you better."
Just then, as I had my hand on Kristi shoulder, I placed my other arm
around her, and we started to hug, and even though, Kristi never kisses,
our lips were coming together, when, suddenly, this romantic moment was
interrupted with this loud engine boat, and we hear, Kelly, "Hey what is
going on?"
Our lips never touched, but that split moment love was in the air.
Kelly jumps on board, and is all smiling and happy. I look over to other
boat, and the two guys who were so actively wild, are now is a slumber
like they didn't know what happened to them. The one guy is sleeping on
the bow of the boat, smiling as he sleeps. He looks like a dog that had
a good dinner and went to lay at the fireplace. He is so content. The
other guy looks so tired that he is yawing about driving the boat.
Kelly is grinning ear to ear, knowing very well she fucked the living
shit out of both these guys.
It didn't take long to notice, Kristi fired out - "Those guys look like
they been through a war. Didn't you give them a break."
Kristi and I both laughed.
Kelly said "What did you do?"
At the same time Kristi, and I said, "Nothing."
Kelly said, "That's too bad! I thought you might hit it off."
I answered, "she charges to much."
As talk changed, Kelly made mention that she had to get the boat home for
her parents to use for tomorrow.
We grabbed another beer, and headed for home. As the sun went down,
Kristi put on a sweatshirt and we sat in the back of the boat enjoying
the moment.
When the boat was back on the trailer, and it was time to say "goodbye".
Kristi and I had talked, and I said, "Even though, I don't pay for sex, I
would like to hire you for an escort tomorrow, I'm going jet skiing." I
asked Kristi, "If she would like to go jet skiing, and I would pay her
for her time."
She said, "Yes"
I gave her a hug, and we kissed on the lips.
Kelly said, "C'mon you guys!"
My hands moved from her back to her ass, and kissed her again on the
lips."
Kristi answered, "I'll be at the hotel at 7:30 for breakfast."
My dick was hard, and I hate blue balls so I went to the hotel bar for a
few drinks to relieve the pressure.
Usually, I take the pressure out chasing other women, but tonight, even
though there were so many hot young women there, I couldn't help stop
thinking ab0ut Kristi. I sat at the bar and was content. I couldn't
wait until tomorrow, the thought of being with Kristi.