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Hello yall, hello all, I’ve come to tell you one of my Story Times.
Disclaimer: each story is a dramatization of a true story for entertainment purposes, each character is referred to by an alias and will not be truely named unless part of this server.
Thank you and let’s get onto the story.
Today’s story is called
My First Cucking
By Alx_Olotl
Prologue
I was a wee lad of a tenth century old, pot bellied and rosy cheeks. I as a child loved to beauty and spectacle of nature. I’d spend hours looking in the sparse patches of healthy grass on our dying lawn and hours tripping up the looming maple my grandfather planted many decades earlier. My eyes uses to sparkle at the various minor shifts in the dirt, and ant trekking back with a leaf, dung beetle scouring about for it’s next nest, I’d lay there hours at a time watching the fluffy clouds pass by. In many times like these, I would see the lady next door, a lustrious curly haired ginger, towering over me 5 times over, with a sothing palette of baby blues and mint greens with a slight yellow accent conforming to her figure. She spoke with a soft voice and view with wild yet collected emeralds. I watch her every moment she’d come out of her house and water the pink roses that climbed up 3 meters tall. I loved staring into her beauty gems and always thought to myself
“What a lovely lady”
Chapter 1
Mixed Feelings
19, on the train back home from college, freshly back on the dating scene. I talked with my friends to see if they could hang out later.
‘Blue’- “I’ve got work in like an hour I can’t.”
‘Eddy’- “We could if you can help me with my calc homework.”
I didn’t want to help with his homework because math is not the subject that I’m fluent in. I told them then maybe another time as we arrive at my stop, I say my goodbyes and sprint to leave the closing train doors.
I’m almost there and listening to the next song on my playlist So Wha’Cha Want. Then I’m called by name.
‘???’- “Alex? Hey Alex!”
I whip my head up from my screen and swivel until I find the origin. It was my neighbor.
‘Laura’- “Alex, sweetie, you’re walking in this heat with a jacket on. What the hell is wrong with you?”
I just liked the feel of the heat when in a jacket, though it is reasonable to think someone has to be dumb to be in the heat with one on.
‘Laura’- “Come on, we’re 10 minutes away, I’ll take you home.”
I jumped in and we were off she was listening to her station 97.. Always the same station I thought. I looked over at her and she stunned me, she was wearing nice dark blue dress that skinwrapped her body, slivers of gold accented around it as if royal wear. She was just getting back from a flamenco recital and managed to catch me on my usual missed bus walk of shame. I told her that she was stunning in the dress.
‘Laura’- “Well ain’t that something, my first compliment from you, and it had to be in this o’l thing.”
I’m not one to compliment many people cloths, hers was the first to actually catch my eye. It felt like my heart wanted to jump out my chest, it felt passion that only happened when with previous partners, why am I feeling this for her. By the time I can to me senses we were already in park at the drive way.
‘Laura’- “Com’on get your stuff and get inside before you cook yourself.”
I grab my things and head for the house. I check my pockets . . ? My Keys!
Chapter 2
My Keys
My bags content is spilled across the lawn, items splayed in different directions. I couldn’t find them, not mine, nor the spares under the garden pot. My neighbor watching from her porch, laughing, with 2 fantas in hand. She watched me go through all the stages of grief looking for the misplaced keys. I slump over in defeat as she walks over to me.
‘Laura’- “I haven’t seen anyone this worried since I lost my wedding ring.”
I look up to see her arm hovering over me with a fanta. I take it with a weak smile and down it, I was thirsty in this heat. And try to muffle the burp, but couldn’t properly do it. She gives me a knock to my head.
‘Laura’- “Manners! Now you’re lucky that I happened to be coming home. Let’s go, get your stuff and come inside, It’s cool.”
I rub the spot where her knuckles meet my skull. Grabbing each item and double checking to see if my keys were beneath. I throw them in and headed inside.
I close the door behind me and walk into the living room. There the TV was playing a nature documentary about the deep ocean. And my neighbor on the couch, she gestures to the space next to her. I was entranced, she was dozing off. It wasn’t until we reached the section talking about deep sea starfish that I notice her sleeping on my legs. On every other occurrence I felt nothing of it, we’d have this exact same situation play out everytime my keys went missing, yet this time it felt different. As I take a closer look her dress felt familiar, it was a Royal Blue with gold, silver, and red accent layered over like the fins of a of a goldfish and ornate elegance of a bird of paradise.
It was her main dress from her days as a flamenco dancer. I’ve only seen it 2 times from many years prior. Such a rare and beautiful treasure. And for an unknown reason it brought out this primal feeling, this carnal desire to ravage that which lays in front of me. I feel a slight raise and realize what’s happening, I’m getting a boner right in front of her face. My blood ran cold I couldn’t believe my body would betray me like this. My mind went epileptic with the shear amount of ways this could go wrong.
Then I felt movement, SHE WAS MOVING
‘Laura’- “Oh, it’s been a while since I’ve taken a nap like that, oh is the movie over? OH, I’m sorry for cause you to get so riled up boy.”
I scurry to hide what has been to late to cover up.
‘Laura’- “Well you’re of that age, sorry to be teasing you like that.” Said with a devious look in her eye
Chapter 3
A little Tipsy Trip
It’s been a few hours of homework and compulsive meal prepping. Laura was doing her usual things like cleaning the kitchen, sampling my meals, tending to the rose wall, but in manners she’s never done before. She spoke in a more seductive voice, was more gropy of my body, and poised herself in a more suggestive way.
‘Laura’- “Well it’s getting pretty late and you’re mother ain’t back home and I have a feeling they won’t back for a whiiile, so maybe we could have dinner with all they you’ve been preparing.”
I sighed, but agreed. We started setting the table and food. Laura decided to to take an aged bottle of Pinot Noir and some cokes.
We enjoyed the dinner of fried rice, some garlic breads, and a nice yellow chicken curry. I did my mixing wonders and served some Wine, Coke mixed Azul Spirits. We drank and laughed for a bit, shared stories of our youth and what a little ball of energy i was. And then the world became fuzzy and I felt the delay of my mind to my body. I don’t drink often, but when I do it always feels like the first time.
With every sip, every glance, every rub up. We were within inches of each other, feeling our alcoholic hot breaths brush past our faces. She lunged forward and embraced with her full body. Her lips intertwined with mine, her arms bracing my back, her legs reaching for mine. This woman was a married woman, she’s taken care of me since as a toddler, she’s like a second mother to me, I thought not.
I took forth the woman in front of me and embraced her with love, drunk intuition, and the desire to cause carnage.
We kiss and make out at the bar, spilling the wines and causing mayhem. I lift her bottom to the counter, fondling her soft breast and stiff nipples through the thin fabric of the dress. She moaned at the delicate and dexterity of my fingers across her chest. Her legs twitched with every suckle and flick. She brushed my hair as I licked from her chest to her stomach, the veil of the dress flowing over me like a rivers wake over bedrock. And their it was, the blossoming flower that I sought. I begin to suck and lick, bite and probe. With each movement of my tongue she shove further gripping at my head, nails digging into my skull as my tongue digs further into pussy. Her body warmed and twitched more with every second my mouth did it’s work. Then finally she clasps my head as she releases.
Her bottom wet from my feast, I bring her down to her knees and reveal her reward. She pondered at it, watching it pulsate, feeling it’s stiffness, finally tasting its flesh. She first started with the tip, putting it in and wrapping her tongue around its shape. Slowly with every forward motion more of it disappeared and reappeared from her mouth. The heat from her mouth and the slipperiness of her saliva as it overflowed onto the floor felt like no other. I run my hand across her hair and grasp it. Our eyes made contact and our lips spoke silence, yet we understood each other as clearly as a blue sky.
I grasp her hair and force her head to my whim. I could see her struggle with the new situation I placed her in, she gagged and spit, Her eyes begged for more. I move her head to my command as she whimper and pleaded for pleasure. Then with a final thrust grasping her head to the deepest it can go, a flood of cum crashes down her throat. Her face in such ruin that i stood proud with her at my knees. I carry her up to the counter top and pass her a glass of water. Her mind broken she couldn’t utter any understandable language. Yet she grabbed me and hugged me. For a brief moment she moaned loudly, my body out of reflex wrapped around hers. My lust brought forth my true self. Our minds go wild as we fuck vigorously on the bar counter, each thrust, each kiss, each naughty action. She praised me like a king as I humiliated her husband for not being able to provide the type of service I am giving her now. She scrapped my back as I bite onto her throat. Her legs locked around my waist as I carried her, her fully in my control I fucked her onto the bed. She begged and screamed my name as I flipped her onto her stomach with a pillow below. I held her hand on her back and shoved my dick into her pussy. She bite into the sheets as I used her. More and more the sheets soaked up our juices.
By the beginning of the morning we reached out climaxes, white flowed from both of us, her figure laid on mine, we fucked the whole night through. Creampies, Facials, enough of everything to make her body feel like a melting wax sculpture. We laid in the bed, sheets half covering, when the sun started bathing us in it’s glorious glowy.
I wake to see the light peaking at us. Getting out of the bed I checked my phone to see all the miss calls and texts, then realize that the time was 7:48. I bolted to get my things, leaving a goodbye kiss, and ran out the door.
Fin.
Thank you for reading through this story, I’ve been wanting to make story styled experiences for a while i took this opportunity to make this experience into a short story. It took me some time remember and semi accurately summarize it. If you’re wondering about the husband, it turns out he has hidden cameras in his house. So I’m sure the reason he never came home that night was cause he was watching us.