i don’t wanna be a homewrecker

Just yesterday, I was stuck on traffic when I saw this woman standing at the side of the street. She was waiting for a bus ride. Just like the others, she was wearing face mask and a face shield. What caught my attention was her outfit and hair. Here we go again! That mini skirt and long straight black hair again!

Since my car is tinted, in order for me to have a clearer view, I had my window down. Then I said to myself, “I think I know this girl.”

After some few seconds of stare and analyzing her facial and bodily features, I exclaimed, “Oh my God! This must be Karlene!”

I could be mistaken but I had to take a risk of calling her name. I was getting bored of my routine due to this bullshit pandemic. So I shouted, “KARLENE? IS THAT YOU?”

She looked at me surprised. She acted like getting embarrassed.

I shouted again as I removed my mask, “KARLENE! THIS IS ME, MIKE! YOU REMEMBER?”

She moved nearer and finally nodded while saying, “Oh, Mike! It’s you!”

I got excited and replied immediately, “Yeah, it’s me! Come and lemme give you a ride!”

Then she got inside the car while my heart skipped a beat. I took a deep breath and happily said, “Wow! It’s really you, Karlene! How are you?”

She chuckled in a sensual manner and said, “Well, I’m still the same. Pretty! Hehehe!”

My cock began to get hard. I whispered to myself, “If there’s just no pandemic, I can bring her to a motel right now and fuck her hard!”

She asked, “Mike, are you saying something?”

“I said, you really haven’t changed. Indeed, you’re still so sexy and beautiful!”

“I know you, Mike. You say to that to any pretty girl you meet. Is that right?”

“Hahaha! Anyway, let’s not talk about that. How are you these days? I mean, what have you been doing after I last saw you?”

All of a sudden she blurted out, “What are we doing? We’re not wearing masks, Mike! Maybe you have covid! I could get infected right now!”

I just laughed and responded, “Or maybe you’re the one who got covid!”

She laughed and sweetly smiled as she caressed my face, saying, “Mike, I miss you. I really do.”

I held her hand while my other hand was continually on the steering wheel. I couldn’t respond immediately.

We were silent for a while. Few minutes after, I said, “Karlene, I just want you to know that what happened to us was something special. Please don’t think it was just sex.”

“Mike, you don’t have to explain. I told you before I understand. We can’t be together. I’m sorry I refused when you wanted to fuck me at that time. Once is enough. If we do it again, I might be craving for it. I don’t wanna be a homewrecker. Your wife is pretty. I know she loves you so much. You got great kids. Keep it that way. Trust me! You don’t wanna fuck me again. Because if you do, I will make sure I will make you cum inside my pussy so I’ll be pregnant. You don’t want that. Is that right?”

We were just laughing to our heart’s content while I realized she was really serious when she said those words.

Sex Chat with Erika

This pandemic, I realize, isn’t that bad at all. It’s not really boring, staying home most of the time, as I get to receive some anonymous FB friend requests with sexually entertaining chats such as this one…

“Hi!”

“Hi, Erika! You have a very sexy name!”

“Hahaha!”

“I don’t know if that’s your real name.”

“I also don’t know if Mike Luster is your real name.”

“Well, we’re even. Anyway, you look naturally pretty in your pictures. Is that really you?”

“That’s me.”

“Alright then. You said it. So you’re in college now, Erika?

“No. I’m still in high school.”

“I see. Do you like erotic stories?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Can i ask you a personal question? i hope you don’t get offended.”

“Sure.”

“Do you masturbate?”

“Hahaha! What a question!”

“I’m sorry. You don’t have to answer.”

“It’s ok. I masturbate sometimes.”

“Wow! How do you do it? With your fingers or with a vibrator?”

“Fingers.”

“Have you tried fucking a boy?”

“No.”

“So you’re a virgin but do you wish that someday you will experience it?”

“I guess so.”

“Do you watch porn, Erika?”

“No.”

“That must be hard when you masturbate when you don’t have something sexy to watch.”

“I just imagine.”

“I see. How do you feel when you masturbate?”

“Hot.”

“Can you please describe more?”

“I’m getting horny with your questions, Mike?”

“Are you lying in your bed now?”

“Yes.”

“What are you wearing?”

“Pajamas.”

“Are you wearing sando?”

“Yes.”

“Without bra and panty?”

“With panty.”

“Can you imagine someone whom you like to fuck? Like an actor or a singer?”

“Hahaha! I can’t think of any.”

“Who’s your crush? James Reid?”

“Maybe.”

“What about Daniel Padilla?”

“Maybe also. Hahaha!”

“Who would you choose?”

“Both. Hehehe!”

“You’re fucking cute, Erika! So imagine, James is fingering your vagina while Daniel is kissing you. Then I want you to squeeze your breasts. Your left hand is squeezing your breast while your right hand is fingering your pussy. Can you do that now?”

“You’re really making me horny, Mike.”

“Then masturbate while thinking about James and Daniel.”

“Ah, shit!”

“You like it?”

“Yeah!”

“Don’t answer me for now. I want you to continue masturbating your fucking wet pussy until you achieve your orgasm.”

(after some few minutes)

“Mike, I’ve reached it already.”

“That’s good, Erika, you cummed! That’s very good.”

“Thanks to you. Hehehe!”

I then sent her a picture of a naked girl with two boys side by side.

“Hahaha! I like that, Mike!”

“That’s very good, Erika. That’s very very good! I have to go now. Until next time with our sex session.”

“Ok, Mike. Bye.”

the horny slut who wants to fuck but afraid due to covid

This happened three days ago…

While working home-based, I checked on my messenger. There’s a message request from someone I don’t know. I checked on her FB profile. It’s empty. No picture, no friends and no post at all.

I said to myself, “What the heck! I’m sleepy and this might wake me up.”

And so we began chatting..

“Hi, sir! Thanks for accepting. This is Mitch, remember?”

“I’m sorry. Please help me remember.”

“Mitch from Mandaue spa.”

“Oh, Mitch! The seductive masseuse! Of course! Wow! How are you?”

“I’m ok, sir. What about you?”

“I”m good even with this covid thing. I’m sure your massage spa hasn’t yet resumed opening since we started this quarantine. Is that right?”

“That’s right, sir.”

“So how come all of a sudden you remember me? Is there something you need?”

“Sir, don’t get me wrong. I don’t need any money. I just wanna chat.”

“Ah, ok. So what can I do for you today?”

“Sir, I just wanna ask something very personal. I know you know a lot of things. Maybe you can advise me something.”

“Go ahead. What’s that?”

“Why can’t I stop myself being horny? What I mean, I’m always horny that I wanna fuck everyday.”

“Hahaha! You know, that’s what I like about you! You’re very straightforward. Keep it up ha!”

“Sir, I’m serious. I think there’s a problem with me. Before the quarantine, my husband left me because he caught me fucking with his office mate.”

“HAH? What do you mean?”

“It’s a long story, sir. Since March when we separated, I’ve been alone in the house. I’m here in my mom’s house in the province. I really wanna fuck someone but I can’t.”

“Why not? Hehehe!”

“Of course, sir, because of covid. In fact, our neighbor here passed away last month. She was covid positive.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.”

“So what I just do, I masturbate everyday but I’m getting bored. I badly miss a cock inside my pussy.”

“Hahaha! You really never fail to amaze me while putting a sweet smile on my face! So what can I do for you now?”

“Sir, can I we have a video call now?”

“Hah? I can’t. My daughter is here. We can just continue chatting. Why video?”

“I’m so horny now, sir. I don’t wanna watch porn anymore. I’m tired of this. I wanna see a real cock.”

“My God, Mitch! You’re really a fucking horny slut! I’m sorry for what I just said.”

“That’s ok, sir. Besides, it’s true. Can you just send me a picture of your cock now, sir?”

“I said I can’t. My daughter is near me.”

“That’s ok, sir. I guess I’ll just masturbate again.”

“You don’t have anyone to call but me?”

“There are but they’re not good looking. How can I cum with that?”

“I thought you only want the cock? Hehehe!”

“Of course, sir, cock with a handsome face would make me cum real good!”

“Hahaha! But I’m not handsome!”

“You are, sir! Remember, the last time I massaged you, I kissed, licked and sucked your neck and lips?! I don’t do that if I don’t find the guy handsome.”

the masseuse who badly needs money during covid-19

Yesterday while I was checking my FB, suddenly, I received a message from a certain masseuse whom I had some massage fuck sessions two years ago. I was surprised.

I replied, “Hey, Roxanne! It’s been a long time. How are you?”

“I’m ok, Mike. Are you available now?”

“What do you mean? You know that we’re still on lockdown. Right?”

“I know but I can go near your place.”

“How will you be able to do that? There are police and military on the streets! You can’t cross over here unless you’re a medical worker!”

“Mike, that’s not your problem. I’m just asking you if you’re available for a massage fuck?”

“Hahaha!”

“Why you’re laughing? It seems you don’t want it anymore?”

“Roxanne, I really wanna do it but just in case we meet, where are we gonna do the massage? All motels are closed!”

“I know a place. Just trust me, Mike.”

“I hope you don’t mind if I ask you this question. Ok?”

“Go ahead.”

“Why all of a sudden you’re communicating to me? It’s been two years since we last met. Why now during this covid thing?”

“Are you saying you’re afraid I have the corona virus? Hah?”

“Roxanne, I’m sorry. Is it because of the need of money you’re doing this?”

“Yes, Mike. I badly need the money now. I have to buy some milk for my baby. Since March, our spa is closed. I’ve sold some of my things. All my savings are spent.”

“What about your rich patrons? Hehehe!”

“All of them declined.”

“Of course! Everyone is afraid of this covid. You know that our positive cases are still rising here in Cebu city. Right?”

“Mike, I know.”

“We don’t have to meet. I’ll just send you some money.”

“Thank you so much, Mike. I know I can always count on you. When this covid is over, I’ll repay you.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I’ll just give you your favorite kind of massage and then we’ll fuck no matter how many rounds you want. Hehehe!”

“Hahaha!”

THE GREAT ORGASM

Even until now, I still recall one of my greatest orgasms that I have ever experienced. It was so great because of its forbidden thrill. She was both my mistress and office mate.

We went up to the highest floor of our office building as I held her hand. She told me in fear, “Dear, maybe, someone may see us here.”

I responded, “Don’t worry.” Then I grabbed her waist against my body as I started kissing her passionately.

I could still remember the smell of her luscious breath. She sensually wrapped me with her arms that I could feel the growing heat of her body. I started to squeeze her tempting bosom against her shirt.

I then gently opened the buttons and squeezed her protruding breasts and nipples. She whispered, “Ohhh, dear, this is so fucking good!”

She couldn’t hold back but opened my jeans and stroked my fully erect cock. I had my tongue suck her pinkish nipples when she suddenly moaned and exclaimed, “Dear, fuck me, please!”

I lustfully replied, “Ok, dear.”

Good thing, there was a chair near us. I sat down when she managed to let her pussy get inside my cock in a back position. Ooh, her vagina was so wet which made the pumping so smoothly hot! She kept saying sounds of erotic moans like she never had this kind of pleasure before. I stared at her long shiny black straight hair, waving up and down, left and right as she kept pumping and grinding.

It was so yummy that I uncontrollably reached my climax first while she still kept pumping faster and faster until she achieved her ecstatic orgasm as well.

“Aahh, that was indeed fucking good!” I embraced her tight in perspiration and savored the moment which would soon last forever.

Every time I walked down the street, I always looked up to that window and kept replaying back in my mind how we fucked. It was sexy, unique and greatly memorable to the deepest part of my mind.