A married man, looks for a new connection, after his marriage falls apart
Finding Hapiness
At 47 years old, James was down on life. He was a hard worker, had a great job, and was a loving father to his two children. Away from home, he found joy in friends and work, but at home, he felt drained and beaten down. He was married to his wife, Maria, for over 20 years. When they married they already had a turbulent relationship. Maria had a tough abusive upbringing and James mistook friendship and compassion for love. Over time, his friendship was replaced with blame and disdain, his self-esteem had been slowly eroded by Maria's constant put-downs.
As his relationship became more disconnected, Maria asked James to move out of their bedroom. Maria wanted a parenting relationship, an agreement where parents agree to no longer be romantic but keep the illusion of a family for the kids and continue to share incomes. It was a great deal for Maria who was a stay-at-home mom but James worries what would happen when the kids move out of the house. Would he be too old to find and enjoy love? He had given his all for her and his spirit had finally been broken. He resigned, moved to a spare bedroom, and decided to move on.
Alone, in his dark room, he questioned his life and unhappiness. He stumbled across a dating app called Bumble that he had heard about. He loaded up his profile with information, not expecting to connect with anyone. He didn't have much luck at first, swiping through profile after profile and feeling more and more deflated with each rejection. After several unsuccessful months of making any real connections he logged back onto Bumble determined to close his account. He wanted to just move on. But while on the app he decided to write a sincere post about how he felt and his situation. He poured his heart out, explaining how his marriage had been falling apart and how he wanted to find someone to talk to and connect with. To his surprise, he received a message from a woman named Emily who was around his age and seemed to understand exactly what he was going through.
Over the next several weeks, James and Emily messaged each other constantly. He woke up in the mornings excited to message her good morning and wishing her positive messages throughout her day. They talked about everything from their favorite books to their deepest fears and regrets. James felt a connection with Emily that he hadn't felt with anyone in years. They both feared taking the next step, both with kids and in complicated situations. They had never met in person, but he felt like he had finally found someone who truly understood him.
One day, Emily suggested that they meet up in person at a coffee shop near her office. As he walked towards the cafe, his heart was pounding in his chest. James arrived at the café a few minutes early, feeling nervous as he waited for Emily. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his racing thoughts. Just then, he saw a woman with long, dark hair and a bright smile approaching him.
"Hi, James?" she asked.
"Yes, that's me," James replied, standing up to greet her.
"It's so great to finally meet you in person," Emily said, extending her hand.
"It's great to meet you too," James said, shaking her hand. "I have to admit, I was a little nervous about this."
Emily was even more beautiful than her profile picture. Emily is a 46-year-old 5”4” Filipina-American woman. She has a slender and graceful figure with an air of elegance and poise. Her small, heart-shaped face was accented by her high cheekbones, freckles, and full lips. Her long, wavy, black hair cascaded down the sides of her face-framing her deep brown almond-shaped eyes, and long eyelashes that accentuate them beautifully.
Despite her stunning looks, Amy's most striking feature was her kind smile. Her smile was kind, warm, and infectious. He found it hard not to feel happy and uplifted in her presence.
James felt his heart skip a beat. He had never met anyone like her before.
They talked for hours over coffee and pastries, losing track of time as they laughed and shared stories. Their conversation flowed effortlessly just as they did over text, they played off of each other's jokes and discussed heavy topics with compassion.
James felt like he was seeing the world in a new light. He had not felt this alive, this happy, in years.
As the sun started to set and the cafe began to empty, James decided he didn’t want the night to end. James picked up the check at the coffee shop and walked with Emily's hand in hand to her car.
Emily turned around and stared at James' eyes. He leaned for a small kiss on her full puckered lips. She tilted her head and opened her mouth inviting him into her. Their tongues danced for minutes. He pressed her against her car, his arms wrapped around her holding her close. As they broke their kiss, both flushed with excitement, they looked at each other with intensity.
James, breaking the momentary silence said “Wow! … you know, I am still buzzing from all that coffee. Are you interested in getting dinner with me?” he said.
Emily was elated that he suggested it. “Well, I don’t have my kids tonight. I can make you something at my house?”
“I would love that.” He said.
Emily opened her door and let him in her car. They drove off to her home a few miles away. Emily was getting both excited and yet cautious about having James visit her home. She barely knew him and yet felt they had known each other for years.
Her car pulled up to a cute white stucco home with well-manicured hedges, a short white picket fence, and terracotta ceramic tiles that gave it a Spanish charm. James entered her home and removed his shoes taking her lead. Her house smelled floral, it was well-kept and bright with canned lights from above. The kitchen and dining room to the left and living room to the right were combined without a wall separating the two of them. In front of the entrance was a hallway leading to additional rooms. Modern art decorated the off-white walls and the floor was a warm wooden brown.
Once they arrived at Emily's place, she invited James to sit down on a stool at the island while she was in the kitchen cooking. Emily poured them each a glass of red wine and asked Alexa to play some pop music. James watched her as she moved around the kitchen, impressed by her culinary skills. She cooked rice, boiled glass noodles, and chopped and diced vegetables with speed and precision for the dish she was preparing. All the while, her hips swayed to the music playing.
James sipped his wine taking in Emily’s beauty. Her wrap-around green dress with short sleeves accentuated her hourglass figure with a neckline that focused his eyes on her supple round breasts that bounced as she danced. The creamy dark crevice of her cleavage plunged deep under her neckline. Holding her dress together was a belt made of a thin matching fabric wrapped around her narrow waist and tied off in a small bow just above her wide sexy hips and firm-toned butt. The long dress flowed down to her calves with a long open slit that allowed James to take short peaks to her tanned toned legs from her thigh to her ankle. He was enamored as she danced in the kitchen. His heart was a flutter imaging her in his arms. He dug into his pocket to find his Viagra pill and consumed it with another sip of wine, hoping to be able to use it.
The conversation flowed easily over dinner, with James and Emily sharing stories and getting to know each other better. They both found themselves laughing and enjoying each other's company. They had a lot in common including their passion for travel and love of their kids. After dinner, they moved to the living room and continued their conversation over another glass of wine.
“Emily, that was a wonderful meal. Thank you,” James said.
“It was my pleasure, but now you have to do something for me,” Emily said, “Do you mind dancing with me?” James, with a wide grin on his face, said, “I was hoping to.”
James stood up and asked Alexa to play “At Last” by Etta James and offered his hand to Emily.
“I love this song.,” Emily said, quietly, almost to herself. Whisked away with memories of her childhood when her parents, who were madly in love, would dance to the same song when she was a child. A sudden warmth and familiarity flooded her mind. Her face beamed with a smile.
She took his hand and they danced with each other in the living room, holding in a tight embrace and rocking side by side, letting their hips sway together to the sultry song. Next to Emily’s 5’4” height, James towered over her at 6’. Her arms wrapped around his neck while his arms draped around her lower back. Their eyes locked on one another. James leaned in for a kiss, mouth opened slightly, letting her tongue slide against his. His hands palmed her large round butt squeezing her gently. Bringing her closer to him. She could feel his stiffening pole pressed against his pants, rubbing against her as they closely rocked side to side.
“Emily, I have never met a woman as amazing as you before. I…I know it sounds crazy, but it’s almost like I have always known you… and I don't ever want this moment to stop,” he said with sincerity.
“I agree, James,” Emily said, closing her eyes to kiss him again. James’ lips moved from her lips to her neck. The rough stubble from his chin grazed her soft skin, exciting her. His light kisses moved up her neck to nibble on her ear lobe. Emily cooed for more.
Taken by the moment, James’ hand trepidatiously glided up her ribs to cup her breast, his thumb traced around and over her raised nipple. The palm of his hand massaged her full bosom through her bra. Squeezing, massaging her slowly and sensually. Enjoying the soft firmness of her milky mounds. “Mmmm,” she hummed, enjoying his forwardness. Emily’s body melted to his touch, begging for more.
Sensing her desires and filled with a lustful urge to navigate her whole body, his fingers traced down her neckline, down her cleavage, down past her stomach to the thin fabric belt. His finger pulled and followed the thin fabric across her waist to a knot on the side of her wrap-around dress tied in a bow, maintaining eye contact with her the entire time.
Emily shivered in sexual desire. Aroused by his boldness. Feeling his rigid tool press against her as they held each other. Wanting to see how far he would go. She could feel her heart beating rapidly, through her chest, as she breathed deeply in her anticipation and bit her bottom lip to ensure this wasn’t a dream.
He stared deep into her eyes, hoping for a hint of excitement or fear, waiting to know if he should keep going. He slowly pulled the string at the end of the bow, the loop of the bow shrinking into the knot, expecting her to tell him to stop but finding no resistance. She just stared at him with her beautiful brown eyes and puffy lips, he knew she wanted him to do it.
Finally, the bow untied, the belt falling to the floor, allowing her dress to unravel open and drape loosely on her shapely figure. James wrapped his hands loosely around her neck, his thumbs gently circling the back of her jaw.
Emily felt her breath taken away, not by his hands, but in anticipation. First letting this stranger undress her and now, with his strong manly hands on her thin fragile neck, she knew he was in full control of her. He could end her, but she wanted him to fuck her.
James pulled her in close to kiss her again, deeply, and gently. His rough hands on her neck released their grip, slid over her clavicles, caressed her shoulders, and slowly pushed the dress onto the floor. She stood wearing only a laced bra and panties. He held her arms and stood for a few moments admiring her.
Emily’s large breasts were pushed up by her little white lace bra. No longer encumbered by the dress he could see the large round mounds of flesh merge into a deep crevice that parted at the point where the two cups of her bra met at the center front gore. Her smooth tapered stomach and wide hips hugged the lace fabric covering her sex. The bands of her panties stretched high in a V-shape at the top of her hips.
James’ hands traced her outer arms, following the wings of her bra to the hook and eye closure. His fingers pressed the hook and eye enclosure together releasing the pull of her bound breasts flinging the wings apart. His hand then guided the straps of her white bra off of her shoulders allowing her beautiful full breasts to hang down. Her silver dollar-sized nipples were large, shiny, brownish-pink circles capped with soft fluffy nipples that pointed out begging to be licked.
Emily was so turned on, she could feel her wetness saturate her panties. Her flirtatious day with James boiled over from seduction into salacity. His kind heart and strong manly body held her firmly. She loved that he was so dominant to her.
Emily’s large doe eyes looked up at him, seductively. With her thumbs wrapped around the waistband of her panties, she wiggled her hips side to side to remove the last remaining clothing she had on. The laced fabric stretched around her thick round hips, sliding down until they easily fell to the floor exposing her freshly trimmed sex garden glistening with wetness. The little arrow her pubic hair made pointed to a small opening where small bits of pink flesh peaked out from behind her lips to greet him. Her floral smell permeated the room increasing his rapid heartbeat.
James, his large arms supporting Emily, leaned her backward pushing her breasts up to the sky. His warm mouth enveloped her large nipple, his tongue tracing around her stiff puffy pastry before sucking on her nipple sending sparks of joy through her. Her head tipped back, relishing his attention. ”ahhhhh,” she let escape from her lips.
Now secured in her position, James’s fingers gilded between her breasts, over her belly button, and onto her furry warm moist mound. His fingers ventured between her lips into her wetness. “Mmmm,” she moaned, wanting more. His fingers, at first an exploration party of two, caressed and spread her wetness along her slit rubbing her to elicit more of her noises before finally penetrating her tight velvety hole. Plunging one then two fingers into her, Emily released passionate moans encouraging James to slowly and then rapidly pump his fingers in and out of her. His mouth continued to devour her soft breast while he stuffed more and more of his fingers into her until his whole palm covered her furry mound and his four fingers pumped in and out of her knuckles deep. “Oh…oh…uh… James…uh…have your way with me!” She begged. Her body, a rag doll of pleasure, was limp to his attack.
He was in awe of this beautiful tropical woman wrapped up in his arms. His animalistic lust to take her was a dichotomy to his mild-mannered daily life. Her looks, her smells, and her presence did something to him driving a carnal desire to ravage her. He carried her down the hallway on her bed. Once in her room, lights on, he laid her on her back with her hips hanging off the edge of the bed and placed her legs on his shoulders. James immediately got onto his knees hungry for dessert. His big hands palmed the large globes of her butt cheeks. His thumbs spread her ass cheeks apart so he could see the full moist banquet available to him as her wetness appeared to drip onto her asshole. He buried his nose into her cunt smelling her sweet honey, traveling up her pink slit until it was tickled by her hair on her labia majora. His warm mouth covered her vagina, his tongue rolled over and sucked her clit and licked down to her puckered asshole. The long licking motions of his rough tongue paused momentarily each time to service her sensitive clam pearl or to penetrate her vagina. His rapid devil's whisper flicked her clit sending her into heaven.
She squirmed and moaned in pleasure, “ooooohhh, your tongue is amazing!.” His warm mouth pressed against her clit, his tongue rapidly rubbing against her. His fat fingers plunged deep inside her cunt, thrusting in and out, over and over again pulling out her wetness for him to savor. His fingers curled upward in a cum here motion allowing the tips of his fingers to gently tease Emily, beckoning the puffy flesh on the inside of her pussy to reveal her g-spot to him. Her hand gripped his bald head pushing him deeper in her. “Ohhhhh, ohhhh, oh yeah, there, yes, oh James!,” she moaned as a vibrating shiver radiated through her body. Her back arched. Her knees closed in on his head, her ankles crossed trapping him so he couldn’t escape, her toes curled tightly. Emily was raptured in her climax that shook her body violently radiating from his fingers in her vagina out to her fingers that now gripped the sheets tightly as if to stop her from flying away. Her head shook from side to side as if possessed by his tongue which continued to flick side to side against her clitoris. Her body, convulsing in pleasure, gushes a stream of clear liquid, surprising and exciting James. His mouth covered her sex and consumed her tangy release, swallowing it in big gulps. Her excess liquids drip between her thighs and down his chin.
Her trembles slowly ease and her grip on him is released. It had been at least a year since Emily had sex but she can’t remember a time she had orgasmed as she did just a few moments ago. Her heart was a flutter, dazed by her experience, shocked that she could climax from oral stimulation. She looked down at the bald man’s eyes peering over her breasts from between her snatch. Her sensitive body prickled with electricity. Her mind is in a state of delirium yearning for him. Breathing out slowly, she said, “Ohhhh, James I want to feel you in me”.
James moved Emily’s leg off of his broad shoulders. He stood up at the end of the bed, his imposing figure towering over her. He pulled his polo shirt off first. He was tan and slightly overweight. James unbuttoned and dropped his pants and pushed down his underwear allowing his thick up-curved manhood to point at her against a backdrop of neatly trimmed black pubic hair. His face was still smeared with her wetness across his wide grin. Her eyes widened watching his rock-hard meat move between her legs. Holding his thick engorged rod in his hand he pressed his thick bulbous helmet against her tight opening.
“Fuck! You’re so big!” She gasped out loud. Emily’s temperature rose with his contact. She could feel her body lubricate her vaginal walls preparing for his entry, the excess liquid building at her vaginal opening like dew on a blade of grass in the morning. James spread her knees wide apart, his hands behind her knees, her labia spread wide revealing her welcoming wet pink slit to him. He watched as his large member squeezed into her, inch by inch. He felt the head of his cock separating her oiled walls feeling her warmth surround and consume his flesh. Her small vaginal vestibule stretched apart wrapping encircling his rod like a tight latex glove. Halfway in he began to rock back and forth slowly into Emily’s tight love tunnel. “Ohh..” she breathed heavily with a shiver in her voice. Her pussy gripped down his dick, unsuccessfully stopping him, wanting time to adjust to his thick girth. But he kept his pace, driving deeper into her, enjoying the massage of her clenched cunt. Each time he pulled out of her the thin walls of her pussy were pulled out with him, holding on to him, inviting him back in.
His pace picked up, thrusting his long prick into her a full length at a time. “Oh, yes! Ohhh, I can feel your cock stretching me apart!” She screamed. The curvature of his cock rubbed his knob against her previously activated and now sensitive g-spot. Her yelps of pleasure drove him wild. He hadn’t experienced sex like this ever in his life. His heart raced as Emily surrendered herself fully to all of his lecherous desires. He pressed her legs back, rocking her hips upward, and pummeled rapidly and deeply into her vagina. The slapping sounds of their sweaty thighs clashing bounced with each thrust off of the walls.
Emily’s face was turned to the side, her long black hair strewn messily on the bed. One hand clenched a clump of fabric from the duvet cover over her mouth to muffle the loud screams of pleasure coming from her. “Ohhhh, fuck! You fuck me so good!” she whined. The other hand held up her breast and twisted and pulled at her nipples. She could feel his long slick rod sliding in and out of her. Reaching so far back that it hit the wall in the back of her cervix causing her body to flinch in pleasure and pain. With each withdrawal, the full length of his fat member pulled more of her liquids out, saturating her thighs and ass. Her body replaced those liquids with more and more of her natural lubricant.
Feeling he was about to cum, but not wanting to, he slams his cock deep into Emily. “Ohhhhh, yes!” She howled wanting to feel his warm cum in her. James clenched his ass and grabbed the base of his cock tightly to hold himself back from letting go. His thumb gently massages her clit to focus his attention away from his vibrating balls. Emily cooed in pleasure. He stood there for a few minutes until the feeling subsided, successful in maintaining his erection.
He removed himself from her completely leaving her feeling vacant and empty inside. “Please...” she pouted, her wanton lust for him unveiled. She couldn’t imagine him leaving her like this. But James needed to buy himself time, he too did not want this to end.
He spun her around onto her chest in a child’s pose, pulling her ass up close to him hanging off the bed. Emily’s heart skipped a beat with his roughness. Her knees parted slightly and curled up against her chest. Emily’s face pressed against the bed and her hands continued to twist and pull her nipples. His hand grabs a large clump of her jet-black hair and pulls it back like reins in a horse lifting her head so he can see her breathing heavily. His hand raises above his chest and slaps her hard on her ass with the open palm of his hand making her whimper in pleasure. “Oh Daddy, I’m a good girl I promise!” She screams. Her butt throbbed, her need for him so great, she would rather him abuse her than leave her.
He positions his cock at her opening, one hand squeezing and spreading her ass cheeks apart roughly leaving fingerprints on her skin. The other pulled on her hair like a wild mare he needed to subdue. He trusted his full length into her vagina, slamming into her pelvic bones, gaining extra depth into her bowels, punching deep into her cervix. Emily yelps, “Owww… ohhh” against the deep assault. Her wonderful large ass shaking like jello. He pulls back slowly letting her whimper in suspense until he can see the ridge of his lubricated veiny rod. Then he snaps back into her with a quick powerful thrust creating a liquid slurping sound from her sex. “Ahhhh,” she sings. He repeats his over and over again slowly picking up his tempo as his cock jackhammers deep into her wetness again and again.
Emily, driven wild by the bruiser fucking her again, lifts her body on one of her elbows. Her teeth gritted and eyes fluttering, her hand squeezed her nipple tightly as if they were being clamped. Her other hand, finding and rubbing her clit rapidly causes her skin to tingle in pleasure. She rocks back into him with each of his thrusts yearning to get deeper and deeper. Tightening the muscles of her drenched pussy hoping to milk all of him.
His belly slapped hard against her bright red butt cheeks, his sweaty hairy balls pounding her clit and rubbing against her curled toes. “Fuck, Emily! Your ass is beautiful!” He says as he rears back and drops another hard slap against her bare ass, allowing his handprint to burn on her butt cheek eliciting cries of pain that blends into pleasure. Lustfully, he stares at his fat cock, glistening with her wetness, driving deep inside of this tiny girl. His sweat, dripping from his forehead, mixes with hers on her back.
“Uh, uh, uh,” she gasps for air between poundings, “My ass is yours, James. Take it! Take all of me!” She screams and moans loudly, almost not knowing what she is saying.
He spends her ass apart and spits on her asshole letting the warm liquid drip down onto her puckered hole. His thumb presses against her quivering brown rosebud. “Oh fuck, James, be gentle. I’ve never…” but in his lust, he doesn’t hear her. He drives his thick thumb deep into her asshole as he continues to plow in and out of her cunt filling her more than ever.
“Ohhhhhh” she moans, her voice shaking from the sensation of the new invader. She can feel his thumb buried deep inside of her, wiggling around while the rest of his fingers gripping her butt pulling her pussy roughly onto the hairy base of his penis. The familiar tingling sensation rose from within her, her breath becoming short and rapid. “Yes, yes,…. Oh my god….I’m gonna cum!!!” She screams, no longer caring if her neighbors can hear her getting fucked.
Emily’s body tightens and shakes uncontrollably, her head leaning back in a howling moan, “ohhhhhhhhh.” A warm wave of orgasms rolled through her, one after the other. She couldn’t tell where one started and another began. James, excited by her sounds, pounded his tool into her well-lubricated cunt with rapid full-length thrusts sliding in and out of her. Her climax, eclipsed the one she had earlier, releasing a torrent of liquid from her. Her hands moved rapidly over her clit dispersing the released liquid like a sprinkler. She squirts her warm liquid against his rocking cock cleaning the sweat off of his balls and coating them with a warm salty brine and dripping down his legs to his knees.
As Emily’s body continues to twitch, James withdraws his thumb from her butthole, removes his diesel engine from her love tunnel, and drives his train into her opened virgin asshole piercing her anal defenses. Still reeling from her orgasm she doesn’t protest, the pain blends with the pleasure triggering another wave of sensations. Her slick liquids already greased his freight train allowing it to chug deep into her tight butt hole. “Oh, ow, oh, wow,” is all she can manage as he pushes his fat meat into her inch by inch. Her brown starfish stretched wide into a bright red ring to accept his manhood. As her body continued to shake she attempted to clamp down on him to stop him until she could adjust to his girth but the tightness of her ass only made him push harder. Tears begin to flow from her eyes. The pain gives way to pleasure as she whimpers without protest as he starts to rock back and forth into her burning ass. The further down his cock pressed the thicker he felt as if he was ripping her apart from inside.
“Ohhhhh, James what are you doing to me? Owww… it hurts….sooo good!” She says. Her knees separate hoping to open up her hips and reduce the burn. The pain radiated inside of her, sending signals to her brain of euphoria. She never had anal sex before and never imagined that it could feel so good. She couldn’t believe how quickly her body could adjust to her carnal desires. Her body ignored the pain and automatically started to rock back hard into his rod trying to take him all in. Her hands reach back to pull her ass cheeks apart to help him. His speed picks up, getting closer to his climax, driving his bat in and out of her butt. “Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!!” She says, so close to climaxing again.
James pulls out his dirty log from Emily and then plows his dirty tool deep into her vagina. Her warm soft pussy, slick with her juices cleaned and massaged his rod, sending a familiar sensation in his balls, brewing his load for her. Rapidly he pistoned into her over and over again. He pulled back her hair and pulled her into him. “Tell me you want me to cum in you!” He shouted at her. Dropping his hand again hard on her ass, letting the sting linger.
“Owww…oh James, I want it, I need it!” she screams, releasing groans of passion, “oh god, cum in me!”
James watches as her gaping asshole shrinks back to a loose puckered starfish. He spits on her asshole again and rapidly withdraws his greased-up rod from her cunt and slides his cock back into her asshole with a deep long thrust. “Owwww” she screams as the rim of her asshole burns with the friction of his rapid invasion. His hands gripped tightly to her ass cheeks like handles helping him deliver his package deep into her fireplace. He pounded into her rapidly, her ass shaking with each pelvic thrust.
“Ohhhhhh, James, yesss! You make me feel so good,” She screamed, feeling her body buzz with electricity, her back arched, her hand lifting her face off the bed. Howling with pleasure,” Oh goddddd!”
At that moment James, holding his breath, rapidly pumping into her, harmonized with Emily’s orgasm and let out a roar, “Fuck, Emily!!!!!” as he pumped her burning rectum full of his seed. Emily could feel her bowels filled with his warmth deep into her chest. With all of her willpower, she squeezed her sphincter around his penis to milk as much of his seed in her as she could.
Spent, James pulled out and watched his cum ooze out of her gaping butt hole. A flood of white cream leaked out of her and dribbled down her labia and thighs. His semi-erect cock was coated with white goo, a mix of his sperm and her bodily fluids. He stood there in awe, looking at Emily. He didn’t know what came over him. He had never been able to be rough like that before. Deep down he feared he may have taken it too far.
Emily lay motionless for a few minutes, satisfied like never before. Her tingling orgasm slowly faded away allowing her breath to return. She was in heaven, glowing with happiness from inside, her mind blown by this chance internet encounter. She looked back at her lover watching him watching her, seeing the admiration in his eyes.
Emily slid off the bed onto her knees in front of James. Her large sensual eyes met his and they locked onto each other. Her tiny hands cupped his large hairy balls and lifted James’ fallen friend so she could greet his flaccid one-eyed soldier who invaded and penetrated her so pleasurably. She spread her red-stained lips, her tongue licked his semi-engorged lad from his balls to the head of his dick making sure to maintain eye contact as she cleaned the goo from his manhood. Once polished, she opened her mouth wide to cradle the one-eye soldier with her warm soft pillowy tongue. The hot saliva in her mouth felt like a warm bath causing James to shudder at her touch. Emily watched the pleasure flash across his face as she began sucking his cock. Her nose buried against his cum saturated pubes smelling his salty seed. Her lips traveled up and down his meat, resuscitating life back into him. The soldier, tired from the assault, fought to stand at attention for his beautiful nurse. As she sucked and pumped her hands up and down his long shaft, he slowly inflated filling her small mouth. “Emily, your mouth feels so good,” James moaned.
James’ hands held onto clumps of her hair. His hands guided her motion, impaling his thickening rod deeper and deeper into her mouth trying to find the back of her throat. Like an expert cock-sucker, she accepted his full length deep in her throat, bouncing up and down, eliciting slurping sounds that echoed off the walls increasing the temperature of the room. Her saliva, coating his massive girth, dripped down her chin onto the floor. Her sharp fingernails clawed deep grooves on his butt cheeks leaving red lines to mark her territory. Her tiny hands pried open his flexed ass cheeks that repeatedly thrust his rod into her face to find his hairy asshole. He was surprised to feel her fingers tracing down the crack of his ass, finding his clenched asshole and pressing into him. He relinquished himself to her as she did to him, closing his eyes, relaxing his sphincter, and allowing her to insert her fingers into his butt. Her claws found that the sweat he built up from fucking her created adequate lube to slide into his hole. He felt her prying his tight virgin asshole open, the walls of his brown hole sensitive to her invasion and pleasuring him with this new sensation. Her two fingers pumped in and out of him causing his breath to become shallow and short. He hummed in approval. Emily worked his cock rapidly with her mouth and her other hand plowed deeper into his anal cavity triggering an ecstasy he had never experienced. “Oh, Emily, oh god!” he groaned, part whimper part scream. The sensations together were too much, “I’m going to cum!!” he screamed. Still pumping his penis with her small hands, she pulled off of his pole and opened her mouth so he could watch her get showered by his white seed as he fired rope after rope of cum onto her face, tongue, and mouth.
Still looking up, on her knees, her large round eyes stayed focused on him. She collected his cum from her face and chin with her dirty fingers. Guiding it to her mouth, sucking on her fingers, and enjoying the taste of him. She licked her lips, and flashed a devious smile on her face, enjoying the satisfaction and amazement imprinted on James’ face. He looked down at Emily, astonished by her sensuality and beauty. He put his hands on her chin, led her up off her knees, and standing in front of him naked gave her a deep passionate kiss.
“God, that was amazing.” He said to her, After minutes passed, their naked bodies maintained a long embrace. He didn’t want to let her go but knew he had to leave eventually. He looked at the time and it was 10 PM.
Realizing that it was getting late and not wanting to overstay his welcome, James suggested that he should probably head home to his family, but Emily, sensing his reluctance to leave, asked him to stay and hold her tight until morning. James, elated by her offer, accepts with another passionate kiss praying for her to wake up in his arms.
Several hours had passed. They talked and cuddled the entire time. When the conversation shifted to the future the room fell silent, in the dark room, both questioned what would happen next.
Naked, between the cold sheets, they curl up in bed together, spooning. Emily’s soft velvety smooth skin glowed in the light shining through the window. Her warm body molded against his with the arch of her back wrapped around his small belly, her rounded hips just a few inches above his reawakened manhood captured between the gap where her thighs meet. James' arms wrapped around her lightly. Her head cocked back letting the two lovers kiss and look longingly at each other.
"James," Emily said, taking his hand in hers. "I know you have a family and that whatever this is can make that complicated. I don’t want you to feel pressured to choose me over your family. I want you to be happy. Whatever you decide, I'll be here for you, as either a lover or a friend."
James looked into her eyes and felt his heart swell with emotion. He knew what he wanted to do.
"Emily," he said, taking a deep breath. "I don't know what the future holds, but I do know that I want to be with you. I want to take this chance, even if it means leaving everything I've ever known behind."
Emily smiled at him, and James felt like he was seeing the world in a new light. He had finally found someone who truly understood him, who made him feel alive and happy. And he knew that he was willing to take the risk, to leave his old life behind and start anew with her by his side.
Emily glowed with joy. Even though she said the words, she feared that he would choose his family over her. That this, too, would only be a one-night stand as so often happens with men she met online. She wanted nothing more than to have a future with this kind and honest man. Her heart fluttered with adoration, head over heels for him because of his verbal commitment. She bit down on her puffy lips, horny with lust as she felt his rigid member between her legs. She wanted to reward him to prove that he was making the right decision.
Her hand moved between her legs, felt for his rigid rod between her thighs, and pressed it up against the bottom of her furry wet pussy lips. Her hips slightly rocked allowing his tool to moisten with her love nectar. “Oh, James, how can you already be so big!” she mused.
“Mmmm, Emily you are insatiable!” said James, breathing heavily in excitement, “I want to spend the rest of our lives together, but I don’t want to take one moment with you for granted,” he whispered in her ear and nibbled on her earlobe, driving her wild. He plucked the right words to make her sing in anticipation. His hips rocked into her, the tip of his cock spreading her labia majora open, rubbing the outer walls of her vaginal entrance. She could see his bulbous head peak out beyond her bush with each push. His hand was now on top of hers, servicing her wet clit with a gentle side-to-side motion.
“Ahhhh,” she purred, They continued this for minutes until Emily arched her back allowing his length to penetrate her wanting love tunnel. His thrusts from that angle pushed half of his length through her, punching against her belly, rubbing the puffy flesh behind her sex garden. “Ohhhhh, you feel so perfect,” she cooed as her g-spot was poked, prodded, and massaged again and again by his attentive soldier. Emily felt her skin prickle, goosebumps traveling from her fingers to her toes with his gentle and long thrusts. She could feel her whole body release all of her worries and melt into his caressing arms.
James’ hand free hand grabbed onto Emily’s large breasts. His index finger and thumb pinched and twisted her sensitive nipples hard while also squeezing her breasts with his palms making Emily moan louder. His hips shoved faster and faster into her wanting to bury himself deep inside of her.
Emily rolls over to face him pulling his engorged and yearning tool out of her. James groans in displeasure. A concupiscent animal passion builds between them from their unfinished encounter. Like a cat, she gets on all fours and stretches her limbs letting him watch her beautiful body in the moonlight coming through the window. She pushes him onto his back, kissing him passionately, hovering over his body. One of Emily’s long-toned legs traverses James’ chest and her knees settle on either of him. Breaking their kiss, she sits up on his lower stomach, her hands on his chest, her breasts hanging down. James could field the warmth of her wetness left behind on his happy trail as she begins to gyrate hips against his chest. Her large round breasts cast shadows of her full and puffy nipples on her chest and bedsheets. James' hands held onto her hips, staring at her glorious body. His thick flag pole pointed straight up under Emily.
Emily was intent on riding her man. She lifted her body with her knees, her hands reaching between her legs to find James’ curved tool. She aimed him into her, letting out a deep long sigh of relief as her knees slowly collapse, descending her Georgia peach and watered hole down, inch by inch, onto James shovel headed rod. “Ohhhh,” Emily groans as James’ hard tool presses deep into her. Emily’s hand holding up her breast pleasuring her silver-dollar nipples. Her eyes closed in jubilation, her mouth open moaning for him, her arm extended outward allowing her hand to bunch up her hair off of her sweating back as her temperature rose in intensity. Her sex spread open deep by his wide hard cock gripping him tightly. Her wet velvety pink sleeve now fits him perfectly, like a glove, massaging the tender ridge of his knob. “Mmmm, you're so big James,” she repeated, now fully descended to the hilt of his broad sword, her hips rolling around in circles feeling him shape her insides. Biting her bottom lip, she rocks her hips back and forth, dropping her ass up and down his length, allowing their pubic hair to generate static electricity, sending waves of satisfaction through her body. Memories of her recent orgasms with James percolate her deepest desires. The hair on the back of her neck rises as she feels his thick rod pound into her.
James watched her in astonishment. James’ eyes mapped out each curve of her luscious body. She was gorgeous. Writhing on top of his rod caused hot blood to rush through his body. James' hands held onto her hips and he begins to pump his hips into her, matching her motion and speed. James’ added thrust causes her breasts to sway back and forth against her chest. “Oh, oh, oh,” she moans, gasping for air between each push. She shifts her arms from his chest to the top of his thighs leaning back on his massive man meat. Her head rolls back moaning in ecstasy. Her back arches, lifting her large sagging breasts so they bounce up and down freely with each plunge of James’ cock.
As Emily rapidly drops her hips up and down the full length of his girth, James’ glistening wet veiny cock appears and disappears deep into her womb. The ridge of his helmet rubs against the full length of her puffy flesh, igniting her vulnerable G-spot, and sending her over the edge. “Ohhhh… wow, James, I’m cumming again!” She screams. Her body tensing, convulsions of passion vibrating from inside of her hips, shooting spasms through her quivering love tunnel massaging his long freight train. Her liquids flooded his chest.
James sits up laying Emily’s shaking body on her back in the bed. His mouth consumed her breasts sucking on them as if he needed her milk to survive. His hands held down her shoulders to keep them in place. Through her orgasm, he rams his cock in and out of her quivering cunt.
“Ohh god! James! Ohhhh!” She howls.
“Emily! Oh god, I think I love you!!” He shouts as his cock is buried deep into her battered pussy releasing spurts of his white love juice. His hips pressed firmly against her until the last of his warm seed had been delivered. He collapses on his elbows, kissing her sweaty neck, up to her lips, and finally staring into the eyes of his favorite conquest.
The next few days were a blur for James as he tried to figure out how to tell Maria he wanted a divorce. He knew it was going to be difficult, but he also knew that he couldn't continue living a life where he felt constantly belittled and unhappy.
When he finally mustered up the courage to speak to Maria, she didn't take it well. She yelled at him, calling him selfish and accusing him of throwing away their entire life together. But James stayed firm in his decision, knowing that he had to prioritize his happiness and well-being.
The divorce was messy and emotionally draining, but eventually, it was finalized, and James was free to start his new life with Emily. They moved in together and began building a life together that was filled with love, respect, and mutual understanding.
Looking back on his old life with Maria, James realized how much he had been holding himself back. He had let her constant put-downs and gaslighting convince him that he wasn't worth anything, but now he could see that he was capable of so much more. With Emily by his side, he felt like he could conquer the world.
As for Maria, she eventually moved on with her life and found someone new. James wished her the best, but he knew that he was finally where he was meant to be. He had found true happiness, and he knew that he would never let anyone take that away from him again.
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