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Jess and Me (MF)

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Category: Male-Female
Author: Chicago Cheater
Age: 38
Comments: The story of my one-time encounter; the stuff fantasies are made of. Swear to god it happened just like I explain in my story.

(The author of this story submitted it to Solo. It was not published there for one reason or another.)

I am a 38-year-old guy, married for 12 years with a young child. My sex life has gone completely down the toilet since my wife gave birth (she has lost almost all interest in sex). In other ways, our relationship is strong. To satisfy myself I have taken to regularly masturbating (normally in the evenings or on the weekends when my wife is out). Of course I have countless fantasies, but that is all they had been up until the experience I had this past summer.

Jessica and I met in a rather roundabout way. A mutual acquaintance gave her my phone number as she was out of work and looking for a job in my industry. Prior to her initial call to me I had never met her, nor heard of her. However, that one afternoon when she called my office we seemed to "connect". Just a natural chemistry, I guess. She was a very friendly and outgoing gal, and what probably could have been a 10-minute conversation lasted almost an hour. When I had to run to a meeting, I jotted down her number and promised to call her later that evening.

That night I settled into my downstairs study and called Jessica back. Based on our conversation earlier in the day I knew she had some good experience in my field, and gave her several referrals where I thought she had a chance at being hired. After the "technical" part of our call, we chatted for another 15 minutes or so about everything under the sun. When I hung up, I felt like I had known this lady for years even though we had only met that day.

I called her back a week later as I found it hard to get her off my mind. I told her I was just following up to see how she had made out, and she mentioned she had already arranged for two job interviews based on my recommendations. We continued to talk, and our conversation became increasingly flirtatious. I was more than happy to play along, and eventually we got to a point where we were describing what we were wearing to each other. I should stop and say that Jessica had told me previously that she was 27 years old and had ended a long-term relationship about two months earlier. I told her that I was lounging around in just my boxers and a tshirt (it was mid-July and VERY warm) and she said she bet that I looked sexy. I laughed and told her that I was probably a long way from sexy, but by the sound of her voice she sounded very sexy herself. She told me she was only wearing one of her boyfriend's old sport shirts with no underwear. When I asked her why no undies, she told me it gave her "easier access".

You can probably guess how the conversation went from there. Yes, we proceeded to have down-and-dirty phone sex (my wife had gone to bed an hour earlier, and I was alone in my office). I had never imagined talking to someone on the phone while masturbating could be so erotic, but I had a tremendous orgasm, as did Jessica. When we recovered I promised to call her back in a few nights, and when I did we once again explicitly described what we were doing to ourselves, and what we would be doing to each other if we were together. I had never met a woman who was so erotic at the core, and who was so free and open sexually, and who unabashedly admitted to her love of masturbation.

It was Jessica who first suggested we get together and meet after that. I was hesitant, of course, due to my marital status. But her sultry voice and uninhibited ways got the better of me, and we agreed to meet a few days later at noon in the parking lot of a motel a few miles from my office. I spent those days in a perpetual state of arousal, continuously thinking about what our encounter would be like. When the day finally arrived, I arranged for the entire afternoon off and drove over to the Tomac Inn, wondering what I would find.

As promised, Jessica was there. Her 1999 maroon Saturn was in the far corner of the lot, and I nervously pulled up beside it. As I did, she rolled the window down and I got my first look at her. Her face was angelic, and framed in long, flowing auburn (almost rust-colored) hair. She had sparkling green eyes and a bright smile with a deep dimple on her left cheek. She was a bit bigger than I had imagined; not an oversized giant by any means, but probably in the area of 140-150lbs. She was quite voluptuous, even in a fairly conservative tan long-sleeve blouse and long (ankle-length) flowing navy blue skirt. She gave me a cheerful hello and asked me how I was, and I did the same to her. We both admitted to being a bit nervous, and she kidded me about having to go in and get a room. I told her to sit tight and I would be right back.

I went into the front lobby (thank god the motel sat back off the main highway...) and got a room (paid cash). I walked back to my car and told Jessica the room number and to follow me. We swung our cars around the back of the building to room 115, parked and got out. I fumbled but finally got the key in the door, and held it open for her to enter before me. It was a pretty crappy room, musty, with a couple of old chairs but a nice big king sized bed. Jessica put her purse on one of the chairs, turned, and stepped towards me. She planted a very gentle yet tantalizingly wet kiss on my lips and smiled. She told me she had thoroughly enjoyed when we masturbated together on the phone and she had never come so hard in her life. She said it had always been a fantasy of hers to masturbate with a man, and now she wanted to do for real. She didn't hesitate at all as she sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me towards her, and in no time she was unbuckling and unzipping my pants, letting them drop to the floor. As I pulled my shirt over my head, she put her hand on the crotch of my underwear to feel my erection and giggled when she found out I was completely hard.

I then told her it was her turn and I took her spot on the bed. She stood before me and I slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She wore a lacy white bra underneath, and she helped me by removing her blouse. Her skin was so very smooth, and milky white - a beautiful contrast to her striking hair and eyes. Her breasts were large - somewhere in the area of 36C or 38C. I could tell her nipples were erect as I could see them pushing against the fabric of her bra.

I then took the hem of her skirt and slowly lifted it, telling Jess that I had a thing for women in panties and I wanted to see her with her dress pulled up. She told me I was naughty, but took over from me, taking the hem and lifting it up to her waist. Her panties were also lacy white, briefs, and very tight. I ran my hand momentarily between her legs and she let out a sigh. I then pulled her dress down and off, leaving her standing before me in just her bra and panties. She had a bit of a belly, but wasn't fat - just a big gal. And incredibly sexy to me. I couldn't wait to see more. I asked her to remove her bra, and as she reached behind to unclasp it I began to rub my penis through my underwear. Her breasts bounced free, and they were gorgeous, capped my surprisingly small pink nipples that stood out like pencil erasers. She suggested I sit back on the bed and get comfortable, and as I moved back I removed my underwear, letting my erection bound free.

She smiled and told me it was just as nice as she thought it would be, and asked me to show her how I stroke it. No problem there; I bunched the pillows up against the headboard, sat back, and began to masturbate for her. Jess at first rubbed herself through her panties, and then finally pulled them off. I was somewhat shocked by what I saw, and very, very happy. She was completely shaved! The lips of her vagina were puffy with excitement, and I noticed that her face and neck had become flush as well. As I masturbated I talked to her, and she to me, telling me how she loved seeing me stroke my nice hard cock and how she couldn't wait to see me come. I had never, ever in my life been spoken dirty to during sex (other that our previous phone encounters) and was incredibly turned on by it. I told her I loved how cute and smooth her little pussy looked, and how I wanted to see her finger it and make herself come. She spread her legs slightly, standing at the foot of the bed, and began to probe her privates. Her breathing rapidly intensified, and she was soon moaning and sighing quite loudly. In minutes we were both on the edge of orgasm, and she practically shouted that she was coming. She squeezed her legs around her hand and began shaking, letting out a stifled scream at the same time. Seeing her this way sent me over the edge, and I ejaculated several ribbons of come all over my chest, belly and hand just as Jessica collapsed on the edge of the bed.

After a minute of collecting ourselves, Jess moved up towards me and hugged me. She began to rub the remnants of my orgasm into my chest and abs, telling me (while giggling) that it was good for my skin. As I held her and gently massaged her back and behind, I noticed how HER skin had an almost silky and creamy feeling to it. And her perfume was intoxicating, better than anything I had ever smelled in my life. She was by far the most beautiful and erotic woman I had ever been with in my life.

She excused herself a few minutes later to go to the bathroom, and when she returned she crawled into bed next to me with a warm washcloth, which she proceeded to use to clean my stomach and softened penis. Her tender touch began to get me aroused again, and in less than a minute I had a complete erection. She teased me, saying that she thought it took old guys like me hours to get hard again after coming, and I told her that was usually true but not with someone as sexy as her. She was flattered, and told me a comment like that needed to repaid. She proceeded to begin kissing my chest, playfully nipping at my nipples and then her kisses traveled further down my body. As she slowly and gently kissed my abs, her right hand began playing with my testicles, and she also rubbed the tip of her finger up against my anus (something I had always fantasized about but never dreamed any woman would do to me). God, I was in heaven! Her warm, soft breasts were pressed against my thigh, and her mouth finally found it's way to my erection. I was soon enveloped in her warm, wet mouth, and she used her tongue like a master, swirling it around the head of my penis and occasionally up and down my shaft.

She had repositioned herself so that I had easy access to her marvelous butt and vagina. As she fellated me I began to play with her hairless pussy; it was quite wet and also warm, and as I found and rubbed her clitoris she began to squirm. I got the better of her as she was forced away from orally pleasuring me because she began to gyrate and moan as I fingered her. I stopped momentarily and told her I wanted to try a position I had always fantasized about. I had her lay flat on her back on the bed, and I proceeded to straddle her upper belly. She laughed and asked me what the hell I was doing, and I told her to be patient, she would see. With my knees resting on the bed on either side of her, I pushed forward and placed my erection between her breasts. She quickly caught on and pushed her breasts together, forming a perfect valley for me to slide my cock back and forth in. As I did so, I was able to reach back behind me and find Jessica's vagina with my hand. Her legs were already spread, and as I fingered her now soaked pussy I continued to slide my erection back and forth between her breasts. We were both breathing heavily and it was once again Jessica who came first, even more loudly this time that the first. I thought my hand would be crushed as she closed her shaking legs around it as she came hard. I gave her a few moments to catch her breath; actually, I thought it would take a bit longer when she suddenly grasped my penis with her hand and began to rapidly stroke me. She practically begged me to "come on her tits" and I didn't need much encouragement. As she stroked me and I neared my second orgasm, her free hand began to massage my ass and I felt her finger press hard against my anus. I shifted up onto my knees, loving the feeling, and it allowed her to push her entire index finger into me ass. She pushed it in and out several times, and the sensation sent me over the edge. I ejaculated hard, and in amounts equal to my first orgasm, painting Jess' chin, neck and breasts with my load. It was FANTASTIC - and quite a mess!

We both collapsed on the bed, spent. She used her panties to clean my come off her, and she grabbed the remote as we crawled under the covers and we watched the TV (mostly the news). We held each other and chatted, and after about an hour I suggested we take a shower and clean up. She smiled and said she didn't think I could do "it" again, and I bet her I could. I followed her into the bathroom, grabbing her ass along the way. For such a lousy room, the bathroom was pretty nice, and the shower quite big. We climbed in, and immediately set out to wash each other - all over. She paid particular attention to my private area, and once again soaped up my ass and anus, and again (this time with a soapy finger) worked herself inside of me. The feeling was tremendous, and instantly caused me to get hard. Then it was my turn, and I squatted in the shower, washing and inspecting every inch of her vagina and ass, and gave her the same treatment she gave me. She squealed and laughed and told me how good it felt. I couldn't take it any longer, and she was reading my mind when she told me she wanted me to "do her". She leaned against the shower wall with her forearms bracing herself, and I took her from behind, the warm water and soap running down her back to her ample ass as I pumped in and out. I grabbed her hips with both hands and did it hard, Jess breathing fast and telling me how she liked it that way, urging me to do it harder. I cupped her breasts from behind and pistoned in and out, until I shot my last load deep inside her. As I was coming Jess had her hand down between her legs, diddling her clit and making herself come shortly after me.

We finished our shower and dressed, I being especially careful to make sure all signs of "foul play" were gone before I headed home. We shared a very intimate kiss before we parted, and I had never had a day of pleasure such as that in my entire life.

Jess and I stayed in touch until early September, although we never got together again (we did share one more round of phone sex, which was pretty much a letdown after we had already shared the "real thing"). She took a job in California and had to move from the Chicago area (where the above event took place). I have called her several times since she moved, but have not heard back from her. I suppose she is moving on with her life now, and I'm pretty certain I have become but a distant memory to her. She will remain locked in my mind forever as our encounter was the stuff dreams and fantasies are made of. I'm a lucky guy for having been able to experience it, and even better I have been able to move my wife towards being more sexually active and adventurous - it helps now that our child is a bit older and sleeping through the night!