Sex In The Country
This weekend I went looking for the perfect pumpkin at a farm just on the outskirts of town. Some friends had told me what a lovely little farm it was and they’d gotten themselves some pumpkins to decorate the front of their own home with and they knew I’d be happy with the selections. I went out there and it was a lovely property, all done up for fall with scarecrows and pumpkins and gourds, bats and witches. A very handsome man came over to me and said it was his farm and could he help me with anything. I said I’d come to get around a dozen pumpkins to decorate my porch with and could he help me get some really nice ones? He smiled and said he’d be happy to help me.
We loaded up my trunk and back seat and I paid for them and he asked me if I’d like a little tour of the property, his other farm hands were helping other customers, so I said I’d love to. We walked all over and I was very impressed. We stopped in the barn which was filled with fresh hay and sat down on some bales and talked for a while before he reached over and kissed me and I kissed him back. The day was beautiful, he was handsome, it just seemed right. I kissed him back and reached over and rubbed his cock through his jeans and it was already hard. He touched my breast through my blouse and my nipples were already erect.
We lay back on the hay bale and started to make out and I was getting so turned on. I pulled my skirt up and I heard him moan with approval at my pretty, bare pussy. I wasn’t wearing any panties .He climbed on top of me and slid his cock inside of me and we made love right there on the bale of hay. It was not planned, it was just one of those things that happens that will be a fond memory. I will go back there next year to buy my pumpkins, but it was likely a one time fun incident.
I’m Watching You
There is a man that lives down the street I’ve seen watching me. When I unload the groceries, or walk to the mailbox at the end of the driveway, or do gardening. I’ve seen him peer from behind his curtains at me and I thought it was a bit odd, but he never bothered me or anything. Last week though I came in late and I had my arms full of bags from shopping and I was distracted and I forgot to lock the door behind me when I came in the house. I went about my evening and went upstairs and had a bubble bath before getting into bed to read for a while.
I turned off the light and started to fall asleep, but soon heard footsteps coming up my stairs and I was afraid. My bedroom door opened and I sat up in bed and reached for my phone when I heard a mans voice say, “Don’t.” The voice was familiar, but I couldn’t place it. He came over to the bed and pushed me back and climbed on top of me. The moonlight coming through the window didn’t give me enough light to see who it was.
He wasn’t rough, he said he had to have me. He kissed me and touched my bare breast under the covers and I soon felt my legs being pushed open, yet for some reason I didn’t resist him. I was afraid and yet inexplicably becoming aroused by who, I had no idea. He unzipped his pants and was soon inside me with his cock and fucking me. I was afraid, yet he was not hurting me and was in fact giving me pleasure as he fucked me. I new this wasn’t right, this intruder was in essence taking me against my will, yet I didn’t want him to stop. He fucked me and I could feel an orgasm welling up inside of me and I was determined for him not to know I was going to cum, but I did, and even though I bit my lip to make no noise, he could feel the contractions of my orgasming cunt around his dick and he laughed and asked me if I’d enjoyed it. I didn’t answer him. He continued to fuck me until he blew his load inside of me and he then got up off me and off the bed and when he stood near the window I could see his face finally, but I had a feeling that’s who it was. He walked out and I heard the door close as he left. I laid back down and went over the unexpected events in my mind before falling off to sleep.
Sex In A Hotel
I don’t have to go on any business trips often, but sometimes I do to meet with company owners that might be interested in my writing or voice over services. Not all meetings are just over the phone or by email, some clients, especially higher end ones are wanting a face to face meeting. A couple of times a year I do have to go out of town overnight or for a weekend to meet with a potential client and I then have to of course stay in a hotel. I’ve had some very interesting experiences in hotels over the years, many times with staff that either brought things to my room, or a manager I got to talking to and things took off from there.
Last week I had to stay overnight at a hotel a couple of hours away, and after my business meeting I went back to my room and there was a complimentary bottle of champagne and some roses. I opened the card and it was from the manager and I called the number on the bottom of the business card to thank him and he said he was still in his office and would I mind if he stopped by and said goodnight before he left for the evening? I said of course, come right up, and he was there in a few moments. I invited him in when he knocked and he said he’d noticed me the moment I walked into the lobby and he thought I was a very beautiful woman, I was very flattered and thanked him for the compliment.
I asked if he’d like a glass of the champagne and he accepted. Fast forward an hour and the champagne was gone and he was kissing me. He was an attractive man in his mid thirties and the smell of his aftershave was intoxicating and I couldn’t stop kissing and touching him. We were soon nude and in bed and making passionate love for several hours, on the bed, in front of the high rise window, it was quite a magical evening. He called down for a lovely meal to be sent up and we had a veritable feast after we’d worked up such an appetite fucking all night. It was nearly dawn when he left and I showered and got dressed on no sleep to go home, but it was worth it. I need to go to hotels more often!
Pretty As A Picture
I’ve always loved to indulge my artistic side and usually a few times a year I will be moved to actually go out with my easel and set it up to do a simple landscape. I’m no Monet by any means, but I think my style is attractive and I have several paintings in my home I did myself I am proud of. I was out last weekend at an apple orchard and set my things up and I was painting away and having a nice, peaceful afternoon when out of the corner of my eye I spotted a man walking towards me and I turned and spoke to him and told him I hoped it was ok I was here painting for a while, my car was parked right nearby and I’d just been looking for a nice place to paint a landscape and happened upon this orchard and I didn’t think it would hurt anything if I stopped for an hour or two.
He smiled and said it was fine, no harm done and he looked at my painting and complimented my work, which I was doing in watercolors and it was muted and soft looking. I thanked him and he asked if I’d like some hard apple cider, he was the owner of the orchard and he’d seen me from his window and he wasn’t sure what I was doing there. I thanked him and said yes, I’d love some, and he went and got some and came back with a blanket he laid down in the grass and we had the better part of a bottle and it was indeed hard and I was feeling the effects of it. We talked about things and I said I really couldn’t drive home after having that much hard cider and he invited me back to the main house and said I should stay for dinner and once I was not feeling the effects anymore, I could drive home then. I agreed.
I went back with him to the house a few hundred yards away and he made us a nice, simple dinner of steaks and baked potatoes and we talked for hours and as the sun went down, we watched the stars and he put his arm around me and kissed me and it quickly turned into a passionate kiss and he asked me if I’d stay the night and even though he was a virtual stranger, I felt safe with him and wanted to. We went back inside off the deck we’d had our dinner on and he led me to his bedroom and he gently stripped me of my clothes and then his own and I laid on the bed and he laid down beside me and we continued our passionate kissing and our hands wandered to secret places and he was soon mounting me and making love to me and he was a fantastic and thorough lover and he made me cum several times from his passionate lovemaking and expert tongue. I had a lovely evening with this man and the next day when I left I felt more relaxed than I had in a long time and I hoped I’d get to see him again soon.
A Sexy Stranger
I hardly ever go to bars, it’s just not my sort of environment, but when a couple of girlfriends of mine dragged me out to a new hotspot that had a band playing they wanted to see, I decided to go, I hadn’t been to a club in a few years and getting out might do me some good, so I went with them.
We arrived and were seated not that far from the stage and ordered our refreshments, I love pina coladas, so I ordered an extra large one of them with a wedge of pineapple in it. The band was ok, the lead singer was very attractive and I was giving him a good going over with my eyes the whole time he was on stage. He had a nice voice and the songs were ok. After the performance was over though, I thought we’d be headed out and got up to go, but my friends had wandered off to mingle and the lead singer came over and introduced himself to me and asked if I’d like the music, I said yes, but I thought I’d best be going now. He asked me backstage to talk for a few minutes, so I agreed.
We actually stepped outside, because even with the club air conditioning on it was stuffy. We stepped into the night air and he said he found me very attractive and he pressed me against the wall and kissed me and he was a good kisser. I let myself go and really kissed him back and I soon felt his hand up under my dress and I didn’t stop him, I felt like a bit of a slut, but I just wanted to see how far this would go.I could feel his fingers slip into my panties and tease my clit and I was already wet when he touched me.
He rubbed my clit in little, tiny circles and it felt great, I reached over and got his cock out of his pants and started to jerk his cock off, I couldn’t believe I’d just met this man and we were already getting each other off like this. The alley was nearly dark, no one could see us and we were pleasing each other with our very busy hands and I soon came and he did as well. He gave me his card, but I doubt I’ll ever see him again, it was just one of those spur of the moment things!
