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Back to the Hallway
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Back to the Hallway It finally happened... I walked out into the hallway one morning to pick up my paper and there she was watching one of her adonises walk away. She looked over at me and sighed, one of those deep sighs that resonates from the core. "Good morning," I uttered, forced into conversation as our eyes met. My eyes struggled not to travel along her body, but I couldn't help noticing she was in a lavender, silk kimono; the kind with the soft delicate flowers. I pulled my eyes away from her and glanced down at myself in a grey cotton robe, sighing quietly as I realized she had engaged me in a conversation. "... they just don't get it, you know?" She was saying. My cheeks flushing as I tried to catch up, "Who?" "Men! Hmmph!" She had taken a step in my direction. "Would you care for a cup of tea?" What else could I do but invite her in? We sat upon my couch drinking tea as she lamented about how men were inconsiderate and bumbling when it came to sex. She kept saying, "You know what I mean," and I kept looking for a way to tell her I really didn't. Finally, she gave me an opening, "so, do you have a regular guy, or are you still fishing, like me?" Blushing slightly I take the bait, "I haven't really been with a guy in a long time." "Ahh, I see," she then offered, "I have a few friends I can hook you up with if you're interested." I nearly spit my tea out, and then regained my composure, "Oh, I've written them off." "Who?" She asked in a surprised tone. "Men," I smiled at her sudden recognition. "Why?" "They're selfish." I didn't know what else to say. Her eyes met mine as if for the first time really seeing me. "I never really thought to do that." She leaned into me, whispering, "but how do you take care of your needs?" I started slowly, explaining about my college room mate at first and then about how I started seeing fewer men and more women. She sat riveted on the edge of her chair, hanging on every word. Then she softly whispered, "I've wondered what it would be like." My first reaction was to take her then and there, but I needed to be more subtle than that. It was hard to miss the fact that we were both in our robes and I felt so inferior to this redheaded goddess. My mind was racing as I tried to figure out how to make the most of this opportunity. "But don't you miss it?" There it was! Her question opened up my greatest opportunity. "Miss what?" "You know..." She had leaned in to emphasize her point, inadvertently letting her robe fall open. "A man's body." I smiled and suggested, "Would you like to see why I don't miss a man's body?" Her eyes sparkled as if we were two teens conspiring, "Yes!" So I offered her my hand and led her to my bedroom. I reached for the second drawer in the night stand, pulling it open wide and watched as her eyes took each of my toys in, capturing every detail. Instinctively she reached for one that caught her attention, but stopped herself and looked over at me, "may I?" "Of course," I smiled. She had been drawn to my favorite. An eight inch glass dildo of average girth but with a series of coiled veins wrapped around it. She inspected it closely as I told her about some of my other favorite pieces. Her fingers caressed it and turned it in her hands. I leaned in close and whispered, "trust me, it does the trick." And then, there it was... the opening... "Show me," she whispered sultrily. Placing the dildo in my hand and leaning back on my bed as she untied her kimono. Our eyes locked as she lay there, offering her body to me. I finally had what I had desired for so long. I brought the cool glass to my lips and slowly swirled my tongue around it. I pressed it between my lips and got it nice and wet as I crawled into the bed beside her. I leaned forward and pressed it to her clit, feeling her tremble. She untied my robe and pulled me to her. As we kissed softly, I began to work the dildo into her tight little pussy, twisting it into her, then pulling it back so she could feel every nuance of the winding veins. I continued to push it in and out of her hot little cunt, keeping it at a steady rhythm. I pulled my lips from hers, leaned onto my elbow and watched her look of bliss as I drove the glass cock into her. Over and over again, I thrust it... twisted it... Her hips lifted wildly off my bed. Her whimpered sounds of pleasure driving me wild as I crawled between her legs and slowly circled my tongue around her clit while still driving the dildo into her at a steady pace. She placed her hand upon my head and held me to her as her body began to tense. I eagerly awaited her juices as she tensed and cried out for me. I drove the dildo deep inside her once more and then pulled it out and lapped up her sweet nectar. That night marked the beginning of a very wonderful friendship, and tho neither of us truly gave up men, we definitely managed to explore our options. |
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7/31/2012 2:00 pm |
Very... nice... mmmmm... And, of course, I can't help but imagine walking in on a scene like that... 
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