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Click hereEric replied by spinning her around and bending her forward, her hands and breasts were pressed against the shower glass. He pressed his cock between her legs and into her warm wet pussy. He gasped, slowly working his cockhead into her warmth, it felt wonderful. She crooned as he worked his cock into her, slowly pushing her ass back into him. They met in the middle, his cock buried deep inside her.
"Are you ready?" Eric whispered into her ear.
"Yes husband, fuck me hard." Amira moaned.
Needing no more order, Eric placed his hands on her hips and slowly withdrew from her clenching pussy and slammed his cock into her. Amira screamed and her knees sagged, Eric ran a hand up her body to her neck and gently held her throat as she restabilized herself. Keeping a firm grip on her, he slowly withdrew his cock and slammed it deep into her again. He kept going for a minute before withdrawing his cock all the way, then hammering deep into her little wet pussy with everything he had. Amiras' moans lapsed into silence until he heard an almost guttural growl sound escape her throat and he was rewarded with her clenching around his cock, triggering his own orgasm. Pulling her tighter against him, Eric felt Amira wiggle her ass against him. He slowly released his grip on her and leaned forward to softly kiss her neck. Eric slowly eased out of her and with a sigh, finally withdrew from Amira. "That was intense."
Amira turned around slowly, giving Eric an exhausted smile, she replied, "That was wonderful, thank you. I feel better." She slowly stroked his cock before carefully cupping water into her hands to wash it of their juices. "I need to clean myself again. Please leave me to do so."
Eric nodded, leaning down to kiss her cheek and smack her ass one last time. Withdrawing from the shower he quickly dried himself and changed into shorts and a t-shirt. He left the room and picked up Amiras' discarded clothing. He quickly threw them into the bathroom and returned to the couch. He stretched out and took a deep breath, marveling at the strange turn his day had taken. He had hardly collected his thoughts before the bathroom door swung open.
"You broke my jeans." Amira stepped toward him, flashing the place where the button had ripped.
Eric blinked in disbelief, her tiny waist was still mesmerizing. "I deserve an apology." Amira pouted at him playfully.
Eric stood up and placed a hand on her hip, "I'm sorry." He looked deep into her eyes and pressed his thumbs into the inside of her jeans, "For nothing." He grinned, yanking them down and leaving her standing in the middle of his room with her jeans around her ankles. Amira squealed and fell forward, her ass jiggling as she landed on her hands and knees. He quickly swung around and gave her two loud, exaggerated kisses on her ass cheeks. "But I hope that makes up for it."
Amira giggled playfully, she pulled her jeans back up and started to walk toward the door. "Goodbye Eric."
Amira had reached the door before Eric called her name, a piece of paper in his hand. "In case you need someone to talk to, just call me." The obvious was left unspoken. She looked at the note, then into his eyes. She stepped forward and took his number, leaving without another word.
*****
Eric sank back onto the couch and closed his eyes, exhausted after his experience with Amira.
The sound of his phone buzzing brought him back from a deeply satisfying sleep. Picking up his phone, he saw a message from Mo confirming his invite for dinner with Josh and his mom...
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoWe need to see more from you. Easy to follow. We can place ourselves right there with Eric. I like Eric, Amira, and Mo! Lots of people will give you criticism, that is the world we live in today. I will not offer you criticism until I have written as many stories as you have written. Kinda like, I won't complain about my walk until I have walked in your shoes. I am thinking of jotting down some ideas. Share them. My command of the English language at best was a C. Once I made an F, had to take it in summer school to graduate, and got a B.
David B.
PhiltheHarmonicaabout 2 years agoAuthorHi anons, you make great points!
I specifically googled it four times and still got it wrong so that's on me. Thank you for the catch! Will be fixed in future chapters.
Long post anon, I appreciate the feedback, very thorough and it'll help me for the next few chapters. You're right and I'll take all your feedback on board. I mightn't use all of it but you're very kind for taking it all on board and for the advice!
Anonymousabout 2 years agoInteresting story! Good character development. But I have to mention that a burqa loosely covers a woman’s complete body, including face and they would not have been able to see Mo’s mom’s body or face. Did you mean hijab? That covers a woman’s head and neck while leaving her face uncovered and does not cover the body.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoLovely premise.
Great storyline to set up the sex.
Nicely written.
But the sex happened much too abruptly.
She tells him what she'd want from her husband. It tuens him on.
His tongue is up her ass.
What's the rush? He's admitted that he likes her ass. Needed dialog about what he liked about it. What would he like to do to it? Would he like to show her how much he's hot for it? Has he ever anally fucked a girl's/woman's ass before? Would he like to try now?
Needs many more details about how he 'appreciated' her ass. Did he admire it? Did he tell her how gorgeous it was? Did he ask to touch it? Did he touch it? What did it feel like? What was her reaction? Why wouldn't he have kissed it and played with it long before his tongue acccessed her asshole?
She's naked.
What did her pussy look like? Shaved? Manicured? Hairy?
And her breasts?
And, since her husband left her, why did she need to use his shower? No explanation at all.
Dis she really need to measure his cock? Did it really need to be 7.5"?
Why didn't she enjoy touching and playing with his cock before the blowjob?
Why didn't she ask him if he's like to put it in her mouth?
If she'd not had much in sex with her husband, where did she develop her blowjob skills?
Lots more that could be said.
Four stars.
