Stories
Hospital
Men often complain that their wives aren't interested in sex,
but my husband doesn't complain at all---I'm the one with the complaint!
From early morning to late at night, my husband works as a heavy equipment salesman.
He makes tons of money, but he never makes love to me except for a half-hearted effort
on some weekends. What's even worse,
when he gets home at night he usually falls asleep on the couch. We never see a movie,
go out to dinner, or even just go to the mall to get out of the house.
Yes, if it wasn't for the fact that he gives me and the kids all the money we need,
life would be unbearable.
The worst thing, though, is that I really loved him before he began to think of nothing but work.
I still do love him, and that's why for 15 years I never thought of cheating on him.
I always thought everything would be allright if he'd just think of me sometimes instead
of how many bulldozers he can sell to the big account in Idaho!
Anyway, when I told him I was getting bored and needed something to do during the day
(he doesn't want me to work; he says he makes more money than we could ever spend,
and he might be right!), he said "Why don't you go volunteer to work at the hospital.
That should keep you busy!"
Although I don't like the sight of blood,
I responded to an ad in the paper looking for hospital volunteers.
As I was given a tour of the hospital,
the volunteer coordinator explained that I would basically help the nurses--
make sure ice water bottles in rooms are filled, maybe push a patient around in a wheelchair,
get newspapers for the patients, and so on. It didn't sound too dificult,
so I told them I would begin on Monday.
Since I'm just 36, I was easily the youngest volunteer in the hospital.
Most of the daytime help consisted of retired gents, or elderly widows after the retired gents.
Still, everyone pitched in and made themselves useful. After the first week,
I was finding the work very rewarding and
I looked forward to my four-hour shift three days a week!
I was still frustrated by my husband's lack of attention,
but the volunteer work provided some outlet and relief from my physical cravings for sex.
After about three weeks on the job,
the head nurse assigned me the job of filling up the ice water bottles in each room.
The wing I was working on was mostly orthopedic patients. It wasn't very crowded,
and several of the rooms only had one patient in them. As I pushed my cart along,
I reached the last room in the corridor, took a bottle off the car and
breezed unannounced into a room.
I didn't think before pushing aside the privacy curtains around the bed,
and I soon learned why they were closed! The patient, a good-looking male around my age,
was sitting up in the bed masturbating himself while looking at a pornographic magazine!
While my sudden entrance briefly startled him, his reaction startled me.
"Well," he said, "did you come to just watch, or did you want to give me a hand!"
I then realized that instead of putting the ice bottle down and leaving,
I had just stood there staring at his huge prick. Maybe it was because
I hadn't seen an erect cock at home in a few weeks,
or maybe I was just in shock at finding this patient jerking himself off.
Whatever the reason, I finally responded by blushing, mumbling "excuse me,"
and rushing out of the room.
Soon it was time to go home, but that night I could hardly sleep. And, when I did,
all I did was dream about that man holding his huge cock and pumping his hand up and down
the shaft. I soon woke up and, with fantasies of that big cock floating through my head,
I began to caress my clit with my fingers, moving slowly back and forth until
I felt a wetness between my legs.
My clit was now swollen and responding to the least bit of pressure,
so as I rubbed it around and round, I inserted two fingers into my cunt.
Imagining they were the patient's huge cock, I felt my body began to respond.
But, I knew my fingers were no match for his huge prick.
I began to rub my clit and cunt faster and faster, and a quickening arose in my twat.
Faster and faster I moved my hands, but my own hands could not provide the satisfaction I needed!
Reaching over I tried to arouse my husband, and I started rubbing my hands up and down
his flaccid shaft. But, there was no response, either from him, or his limp prick.
He was deep in sleep, probably dreaming about the fuel-saving benefits
of a 18,000 horsepower diesel earth mover!
It was no use! I rolled over, and with my juicy cunt longing for a good fucking,
cried myself to sleep. The next day was Tuesday,
and because I didn't have a shift at the hospital until Wednesday, I went to the hairdresser,
got my nails done, bought some makeup, and finished my food shopping. Oddly enough,
I didn't think about the patient, or his huge cock, all day or night.
I didn't even think about him when I reported for duty the next day!
But, it wasn't long before I was thinking about him.
When the nurse told me to take the newspaper down to Room 101,
I felt my heart jump. As I walked down the hall with the paper in my hand,
I didn't know if the lump in my throat was from fear or anticipation.
It wasn't long before I found out!
This time, I knocked at the door and heard the man say come in. His privacy curtains were open,
so I mustered up my courage and walked over to the bed and held out the paper to him.
He just sat there and smiled, and it was almost like he was reading my mind.
"Please put the paper on the table," he said. "I'll read it later."
I was just getting ready to turn and leave,
when I heard him push the switch that closes the privacy curtains.
As the curtains closed around us, he said "There's something I want you to see."
With that, he pulled the waistband of his pajamas down to reveal his huge cock.
I realized then that I wanted to see it as much as he wanted me to see it. It was beautiful,
and he must have seen my appreciation of it in my face.
"Would you like to hold it?" he asked. Instead of answering,
I reached over and took his organ in my hand. As I began to move my hand up and down the shaft,
I could see and feel it gorging with blood,
growing longer and thicker with each caress of my hand.
"That's nice," he said. "Your hands feel much nicer on my cock than my own hands.
Pump a little faster if you want to!"
My hand started sliding up and down his shaft in a fast rhythm,
but I soon realized his prick was too much for one hand.
One hand grabbed the base of his cock, while the other massaged the meaty head of his shaft.
He started to move his hips in tandem with my grasps along the length of his shaft,
and soon I saw the glistening of semen that dribbles out when excitement starts to build.
Having been without sex for several weeks, I couldn't control myself any longer.
Leaning over the bed, I sucked his cock deep into my mouth,
and began to run my mouth up and down the shaft so that his tip must
have went halfway down my throat. It was only seconds before
I felt his hot cum squirting in torrents down my throat, into my mouth,
and dribbling out onto my cheeks.
I sucked and sucked on his prick until every last drop of cum was gone.
As I did, I felt my juices dripping down my thighs as a wave of satisfaction swept
through my body. Suddenly, we heard steps in the hallway, and as I quickly composed myself,
he covered himself up like nothing happened. A few seconds later the nurse came in and sent me
on some errands.
When I came back to work on Friday, the patient with the big cock was gone.
I never saw him again, but from that day on my sex life got better and better.
You see, the nurse wasn't coming down to the room that day to send me on an erand.
She had been blowing the guy ever since he was in the hospital
(I don't think anything was wrong with him---he just liked to spend a few days getting sucked!),
and he told her I gave head almost as good as the head nurse!
Well, she spread the word around the hospital, and soon I was spreading my legs, my cunt,
my ass and everything else for doctors, interns, orderlies! You name it, I fucked it!
It's a little easier putting up with my husband's lack of interest in sex now.
I get all the money I want at home, and all the sex (and more) I need at the hospital.
And, just yesterday the staff named me "Volunteer of the Year!"
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Biker...
It is a sunny warm day, a perfect day for a bike ride.
The sun is just coming up, the sky is a wonderful golden blue color,
and the birds are singing. I hear a motorcycle pull up in front,
and I open the door to find you standing there, smiling, arms out for a hug.
We stand hugging and kissing for a couple of minutes, and then reluctently pull apart.
You notice that I am wearing leather pants and a leather halter sort-of top,
and comment "Going leather on me huh?".
I smile and tell you that the pants were especially made for me and have a special feature
that I will show you, later.
We get on the bike and go off to breakfast where you ask me what sort of special feature
my pants have. I smile, and tell you that I will show you when we get to the parking lot.
We quickly finish breakfast, and go to the bike.
I tell you to stand beside the bike while I climb on so you can see the special feature of
my pants. As I straddle the bike, you can see that the pants have no crotch to speak of
and that my cunt is completely visable to you. You also notice that
I have shaved all my hair off and you comment about that.
"That way I have nothing at all between me and the bike
and I get all those wonderful vibrations". You reach over to run one finger along my cunt
and I sigh, wanting more, yet knowing that we are in a public place.
"You know, you can reach back at the stop lights to touch me" I whisper
"and just wait until you see what the back of this top looks like......."
You climb on the bike, and we take off. At the next couple of stop lights,
you reach back to touch my cunt, but it is a difficult to keep the bike upright
with just one hand when I am squirming around. At the next light,
I reach down with my gloved hand and put a finger into my pussy and then place
that finger into your mouth. The light changes and I hear you moan
"Let's find somewhere quiet so we can be alone".
Up into the mountains we go, away from all the people, into the trees, the warmth.
We spot a small dirt road that leads into the trees, away from the main road,
and decide to try it. The ride is bumpy for a few yards, and then smooths out
and twists around into the trees to a clearing by a brook. We get off the bike,
you spread a blanket on the ground, and we sit down. "Now show me this top".
I unzip my jacket and you realize that the top I am wearing looks like it is held on by magic.
As I remove the jacket you can see that it is just a piece of soft glove leather
in front with a couple of pieces of leather thong holding it on in back....
one piece around my neck and another piece across my upper back under my arms.
The lower bottom of the front isn't really held down and gets blown gently by the breeze.
"This outfit, you look so good in it, and it looks so accessible too".
I smile, "I have been waiting so long to be with you again,
that anything else I thought about wearing just didn't seem right"
You lift up the top and start caressing my breasts while you lay me down with your kisses.
Your thigh is between my legs, brushing against my cunt.
My hands start wandering along your back, on your ass, around your hips.
You start kissing and licking your way down my neck, under the top, to my nipples.
I moan as you take each on into your mouth to suck on it. I am rubbing my cunt on your leg,
"More" I whisper "Please, more".
You move down my stomach, your mouth following your hands,
you spread open my legs to reveal my cunt to your tongue and fingers.
The combination of my juices and the leather smells wonderful and it makes you even hotter.
You start licking my cunt slowly putting a gloved finger in my pussy.
I push against your face, wanting still more. The faster I push,
the harder you lick and the further you put your finger in me.
In my head I feel like a thousand fireworks are going off as I cum.
You stop licking me and move up so I can reach your pants. I sit up slightly,
undo your belt and remove your pants. Your cocks wants out so bad,
it looks like it is going to burst through your underwear.
Rubbing your cock through your shorts, I kneel beside you, kiss you on the mouth,
and begin to lick your neck, your ears (love your ears, your very sensitive ears)
down your chest as I unbutton your shirt, -and then removing your shorts, to your cock.
Ah, the wonderful taste of your cock as it enters my mouth for the first time.
Licking up and down the shaft, taking the head in my mouth licking around the head,
then putting all of it into my mouth still licking it.
My hands fondle your balls and your ass.
Your hands are on my head, stroking my hair. I want your cock in my pussy.
I start licking my way up your chest, still fondleing your cock and balls.
When I get to your ears, I whisper "Put your cock into me now,
I want to feel it inside of me". Pushing me onto my back, you slowly enter me.
You feel my leather pants around your thighs, the almost satin feeling of them,
and then the feeling of being inside of me, the moist, tight, warmth.
We start moving together, slowly at first, but we can't wait any longer.
Faster, harder we move, your mouth on my tits, sucking them making me hotter and wetter.
You feel me starting to cum, and push further into me.
Screaming we both cum feeling like it will never end, not wanting it to end.
Finally we lie quietly, in each others arms.
We pull the blanket over us and fall into a quiet sleep.
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First Date
Charlene awoke from the gentle nudge of her husbands hard cock against her firm ass.
John was a tall, handsome man, younger than Charlene with an appetite for pussy unmatched
by any older man Charlene had ever dated.
They first met at a gathering of mutual friends. Charlene couldn't keep her eyes off John,
his tight black leather pants held his bulge firmly in place.
He too was overcome by Charlene's beauty, her long sexy legs,
hour glass figure and sweet smile. He couldn't help but want what was under
that short little mini skirt she was wearing. After a while John asked her to dance.
They danced slow and close, as if no one else was in the room.
Charlene could feel his bulge against her, her clit tingled with excitement.
She could feel the moistness between her legs,
and her heart was pounding so hard she could hardly stand it.
At that moment they knew they had to leave, so they made their excuses and left.
They got into John's Vet and started to drive to Charlene's house.
On the way, John reached over and put his hand on Charlene's leg, he began to explore higher,
and was surprised to find Charlene wasn't wearing anything under that mini!
She spread her legs, John could feel her hot, moist pussy.
Charlene reached over and unzipped John's pants. She couldn't wait to touch his cock,
and it was ready, hard and throbbing, waiting to be sucked! That's exactly what she did!
Charlene began to lick and tongue tease his cock, he moaned with delight!
He gently pushed her head down and she swallowed him whole.
John had all he could do to keep his car on the road!
So he pulled over to a secluded spot off the road.
He began kissing her, his tongue exploring deep onto her mouth.
He unbuttoned her blouse and sucked her breasts. Charlene moaned with pleasure.
John took her hand and led her out of the car,
he sat her on the hood of his vet and raised her skirt and began to taste her sweet nectur.
Charlene squeezed her nipples and came with in minutes, but John wanted more!
So he licked and teased every part of her pussy, she came again and again!
Charlene moaned "FUCK ME, JOHN FUCK ME" and she wrapped her legs around his waste
and lowered herself on to his cock.
He went in hard and deep and they came together in an explosion of ecstasy!
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Trucker
If I live to be a hundred, I will never figure out how strange life can be.
I'm a truck driver which isn't the most common thing in the world,
but even stranger is the fact that I am quite attractive. I'm five feet two inches,
weigh one-hundred and fifteen pounds, have blond hair and blue eyes.
Every time I meet a nice man, he asks me the same question men ask hookers.
"How did a nice girl like you get into a dirty business like this?" To top it all off,
I have four huge brothers who are also truck drivers,
and who have taken it upon themselves to protect my virtue at all cost.
So you can see why it might be hard for me to get laid, especially by a good man.
I remember one man in particular. It is almost comical.
He buzzed me on the C.B. one afternoon while I was on a California run, saying,"
Breaker for the good-lookin' blond that drives the silver rig. If you're within hearing,
meet me at midnight at the Stop and Slop on Exit 89." His voice sounded nice,
and I decided to meet him. Like I say,
it isn't the easiest thing for me to meet men in my profession.
So, I arrived promptly at midnight, and guess who had beaten me there:
two of my four goonish brothers.
It took all the convincing I could muster to convince these boys
to refrain from smashing the man to a pulp, but eventually I did.
As they left, I turned to apologize,
thinking that the man wouldn't have anything to do with me now
that my brothers had threatened his life.
I was disappointed because the man was very attractive.
I started to speak, and he reached up and touched my lips with his fingertips.
It was like an electric shock struck my body,
and we suddenly melded into one another's arms and, from there, in to my rig.
I don't know what happened to me,
but somehow I couldn't resist his advances as he groped my tits,
and mauled my pussy through my jeans. The next thing I knew,
my pants were down around my ankles along with my panties.
I felt like a schoolgirl as he buried his face in my bush,
and I was burning all over as he tounged my clit furiously.
I grabbed two handfuls of his hair and rode his mouth to ecstasy and back.
I climaxed twice before he lifted from my snatch
and planted a pussy-drenched kiss on my slack lips.
I was putty in his grasp as he produced his cock and found the hungry opening to my cunt.
His bulging cockhead was almost too bog,
but he finally managed to break through the initial resistance and slide inside my heated box,
once past the outer ring.
I nearly screamed as he stretched me beyond my previous imaginable limitations;
it was the biggest cock I had ever had.
As he started a rapid-bucking pace between my legs,
I decided that it was true what they said about pussy being elastic.
I had to have an elastic box to take that huge cockamongous.
He kept plunging like a wild stallion,
filling and refilling my cunt with a piston of steel-hard horsepower.
I throbbed and burned enroute to my third miraculous orgasm.
It came when he tightened in an incredible orgasm of his own.
That extra millimeter of superman cock triggered an explosion of pleasure
which engulfed my trembling body with a starburst of ecstasy. Then it was all over.
We lay trembling and weak in sexual relief fopr a few moments, and then redressed.
We didn't speak. It seemed rather embarrassing now that we were finished,
so we hurried our dressing and then made our way back to the parking lot.
He squeezed my hand once before he disappeared into the night,
and I remember his parting words. "Catch you on the flip flop.
My handle is Night Runner." I didn't mind the abrupt ending.
I knew that I would indeed see this man on the flip flop,
and I intended to make a habit of catching him on the flip flop.
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Night At The Dorm, A
"Ah, could you slow down a bit, please?" Terri complied.
Her movements up and down the shaft of Keith's dick slowed, and he looked visibly more relaxed.
She smiled and sped up quickly, enjoying the look in his eye, the tension felt thru her hand,
the heat from his body. Keith gasped, and she slowed again. "Now, that's not fair now.
There's a hands-off for you for a reason, and if you keep this up, I'll have to break it."
"Well, you'll have to do what you have to do, eh?" replied Terri, a mischievous grin on her face.
"And then the results will be more... interesting."
With that, she moved away from Keith's face and plunged towards the rock-hard penis in her hands,
still being caressed and gently handled. Taking him in her mouth,
she ran her tongue around the head, sensing Keith's excitement,
and then took him into her mouth as far as she could go. She was still an amateur at this,
even though she had done this many a time with Keith (and others).
But she still had a certain "flair" for oral sex, and Keith told her this repeatedly.
She never believed him, and this sort of bothered him.
But not too much - it made her work that much harder. Keith could deal.
Her mouth moved slowly up and down, working its way farther and farther towards his balls.
Terri's hand lightly cupped his balls and squeezed gently.
Keith's moan could be heard above the light music playing in the background
to discourage listeners nearby. She had her other hand around the base of his cock,
and as her movements quickened, so did her hand.
Her mouth moved upward while her hand moved down,
and the motions were synchronized so that all Keith could do was to feel the pressure build up
on his groin. Terri sensed this, and when she thought Keith could take no more, she slowed,
gently removing her hand and mouth from his body.
Keith shuddered as Terri lightly brushed her hand past his quivering dick.
"My, my, my," said Terri, that look back in her eye. "We sure did remain controlled there,
didn't we? You didn't make a grab for me or anything! You sure are full of surprises tonite,
dear." She grabbed hold of him and stroked him roughly, making Keith gasp again.
Terri knew Keith liked a little surprise and pushiness, but he was in for a shock tonite.
Nothing spectacular, but it all depended on how you look at it.
"Well, you're not exactly Miss Manners tonite either, dear.
Why the intense streak?"
"Do you want me to stop?" "No!" shouted Keith. "I mean... uh, no. I kinda like it.
It's interesting." "I'll bet it is. So, what to do now?" And as she finished talking,
Terri pulled down her shorts, exposing nothing but her shapely thighs
and her beautiful patch of pubic hair.
She wriggled a bit too much for the occasion of getting her Umbros off,
but she liked how Keith seemed hypnotized by her movements.
She could feel her wetness increasing as Keith's cock pulsated and moved with his heartbeat.
"I have an idea," she continued, taking deep breaths, belying her calm demeanor.
Terri grabbed Keith's hand and pulled it towards her, placing it on her crotch,
grinding lightly into his hand. He smiled and moved with her, feeling the damp mound below him,
sensing her intensity.
She caught her breath as Keith ran his other hand over her breasts and
nimbly moved his fingers over her clit, her most sensitive part.
His fingers circled her nipple, brushing against it,
then seizing it and pinching it lightly, causing a gasp and a heavy breathing from Terri.
He was teasing her, and she knew it.
"So, the tables turn. Is it all that it's cracked up to be?" said Keith.
"Oh, I don't know," said Terri, grinding yet again against his hand,
making up for his lack of movement. "It's not that baaa.... uh!"
Keith put his whole hand over her vagina and pushed deep into her with his middle finger.
She shuddered as her sentence was rudely interrupted. She'll probably forgive me, thought Keith,
if I do this...
His hands now ran freely over her body, touching her everywhere. She was leaning back on the bed,
bracing herself with her hands, groaning with his movements inside of her.
his hand slid over her breasts and stomach as he rubbed her clit
in time with the thrusts he pushed into her. Terri couldn't help herself.
She grabbed Keith by the neck and pulled him closer to her,
kissing him with a fervor that surprised the both of them. Tongues dancing,
they felt each other, Terri's hands grasping him and stroking him,
while his hands were busy with their own activity. Both were panting now,
wanting each other. When this happened, problems occurred,
because they couldn't have sex in the traditional way - Terri was saving herself for marriage,
and Keith respected that. But there were always other ways to get off,
and they both had some ideas...
Keith pulled away, regretting it the moment he did it.
"I think we might have to do something about this, Terri. I'm getting kind of hot and bothered.
If you know what I mean." She grinned, and knew exactly what he was talking about.
Pushing him away from her, feeling his hands slip away from her body,
she placed him squarely on his back. Terri made him put his hands on his side.
"No touching! At least, not yet." she said with a grin. Looking at him,
she turned away from him, and placed her ass in his view. She was now on top of his chest,
facing away from him. Keith could feel Terri pushing against his chest,
the dampness fairly dripping onto his body. She slid up his body,
her ass a tempting sight as it slowly enveloped his line of sight.
Terri lifted herself up and put her knees on each side of Keith's head,
keeping her distance from his mouth. Keith, however, had other ideas.
He put his arms on each side of her body, then around her hips and onto her ass.
He now had a firm grip on her, and was not about to give up his position very easily.
Keith could smell her muskiness now, her intensity and sexuality turning him on just
by being near him. He pulled her clit near him and lightly licked her,
running his tongue all the way down her to the bottom of her cunt.
Terri jumped, and pulled herself away from his touches lightly, not really wanting to,
but she had to. "That's not fair! I never even got into position to do you!" she pouted.
Keith didn't reply, which meant that he was using his tongue for other things,
and she soon felt what he was up to.
Her whole lower half shuddered as his tongue entered her and his hands grasped her ass.
She knew this was going to happen, so Terri had to concentrate.
Letting her cunt move up and down Keith's tongue, she grabbed his dick and stroked it,
lowering her mouth on the tip and sucking hard.
She could feel him stop for a second startled by the feelings she initiated,
but recovered and soon continued his oral advances.
She thought, "Well, if he wants to play that way..."
grabbing his balls while slowly enveloping his entire dick to her tightly placed hand
on the base of his cock. Moving and sucking at the same time,
she could feel his pulsating thru her entire mouth. While she sucked him,
Terri was grinding her mound against Keith's face, wanting more.
He was happily obliging, moving slowly into and out of her mouth while licking her and
tasting her sweetness on his lips. Keith felt that now was the time for what Terri liked
him to do. It took them a while to find out what each of them liked, in the sexual sense,
and once they did, the fact that they could not have any intercourse did not bother them at all.
His hands, grabbing her ass, pulled her down closer to his mouth,
and he lightly brushed his tongue against her asshole. Her muffled moan made him continue,
pushing and probing while his hands roamed her whole body and cunt.
She squirmed and moaned as she sucked his dick,
stroking it with more intensity as his movements increased.
Keith soon wet her ass enough, so he resumed licking her clit as his finger slowly pushed against
Terri's rosebud. She tried to resist, but started to push against his hand, wanting more.
He felt Terri stop licking and sucking him, and he knew that she would have to,
since she couldn't concentrate on both things at once. His cock ached for her touch,
but he could wait.
He was getting off anyway - his time would come soon.
Pushing Terri off of him, Keith pulled his body out from underneath hers,
pushing her down onto the bed stomach first. His hand never left her ass,
rubbing against her and feeling her grind in return. He grabbed her cheeks and pulled them apart,
sticking his tongue against her asshole, feeling her grind into the bed.
Her hand reached back and ran thru his hair, pushing against his head,
telling him what he needed to know. Keith let her hand manipulate his actions,
sensing that Terri was getting very close to orgasm. She grabbed him,
and looking back at him, pulled him towards her.
She then grabbed his dick and put it in the crack of her asscheeks,
wanting him to rub against her. Keith pushed against her ass,
touching her asshole with his dick as he moved back and forth between her.
The pseudo-anal sex continued, with Terri tensing against his body.
She felt her urges building against her will, wanting to hold onto this feeling forever.
She finally couldn't hold it anymore, and she started to cum, pushing against Keith's cock hard,
hoping he would keep moving back and forth.
Her asscheeks tensed against his dick, not wanting to let it go,
moving it up and down in her frenetic motion. Keith pushed against her,
wanting to enter her from behind, but he couldn't. Finally, Terri stopped moving,
and she rolled over, pulling her ass away from his dick.
With all the movement next to his dick, without even entering her ass or cumming or ANYTHING,
he was very, very hard and dying for release. She pulled him up towards her face,
and after thanking him for making her feel so good, she... --
*This stories are a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual places, events, or persons,
living or dead, is purely coincidental.