It was Friday afternoon and I arrived home a bit early. I read a couple e-mails on my home computer and hopping out to some websites. I was a bit tired from a long week but also a bit horny. I love lingerie so I was thinking about sliding into something fun. Something that felt nice and mentally played with my erotic nature and this horniness.
Meeting up with an old lover shakes loose lots of feelings. Awkwardness, nostalgia, sweet memories, heartbreak of parting — all of these and more I experienced when I saw Charlie again after three years. Three years ago Charlie and I had had an intense affair that lasted only a week. But in that week he taught me so much about love and sex that I will never forget. And I will never stop loving him.
Caroline was a city girl. She loved her brownstone and the sights and smells and excitement of living in the city. She had lived in Chicago for all of her fourteen years, and wouldn’t have it any other way.
My name is Maria. When I was 14, I was super interested in sex, and I was so horny! I was on the volleyball team, and had big breasts, and a big butt like my mom. I had long, curly black hair, and dark brown eyes. Being Mexican, my skin was a smooth coffee color. I was shy at school, and I didn’t have a boyfriend, so I was very curious about sex. I was so desperately horny! My 1-year old puppy had humped my leg before, and I had seen the tip of his pink cock on occasion, and was very curious to feel his cock.
When I was in my mid-twenties, I had a friend who managed a very large pet store. I used to love to hang out there, because he had every kind of animal you can imagine. There was the usual assortment of fish, hamsters and cats, of course, but they also had a ton of exotic pets you wouldn’t find just anywhere. Some of them I couldn’t understand anyone wanting for a pet, like giant centipedes, tarantulas, scorpions, and so on. But people did buy them. They also had many exotic birds, like toucans and other colorful tropical species. They even had wallabies, which are like small kangaroos. And they had a single chimpanzee, a female they called Carla.
I was all ready for my trip to my cabin. Had my bags packed, supplies loaded into the jeep, I was ready for this trip. I got into my jeep and headed up for the mountains. I popped some Cher into the CD player and sung quietly, happily on my short trip to my hide-away. Once there I unloaded my jeep and got to some serious cleaning of the cabin. The dust flew as I swept and dusted. Then I loaded up the fireplace and set it to burn merrily as I set about doing other various domestic stuffs.
He climbed to the top of the shallow hill, found a suitable spot under a banyan tree and sat down, facing the valley. From here, he could see up the valley to where the hills curved slowly to the right; the glittering trail of the river running along the bottom of the flattened v-shape. Nearby, he could see thousands of shades of green in the foliage; distance gradually reduced these to a lush, verdant shade, which he saw as the epitome of rich, vibrant life; he could imagine that this was the sort of jungle which could suffer almost total defoliation and regrow within two months, stronger than before. He entertained a mild fantasy of the jungle growing through the nearby developing city, lianas insinuating themselves in windows and down drains, along conduits, tearing the buildings apart and bringing the territory back to the primal state from which it had been wrested.
He looked so sad.
Bruno called me and told me he had a surprise for me. It had been a long time since we were able to get together, and I really looked forward to seeing him. He said to meet him at the motel in the city, the one we had gone to the day we first met. I was on my way there, trying to stay within the speed limit, looking for people I knew, making sure I got there in one piece, but got there quick. I called his cell phone as I neared the motel. “What room are you in?”
I used to love summer afternoons when I got left home while everyone else went shopping. I would walk around the house naked with my 12 year old boner pointing the way everywhere I went. I used to try to ride on the back of Schultzie, our German Shepard.