1. Gift Wrapped for a Final Fuck


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Skidrow15, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    last summer and, given I was just doing pool laps, it was actually quite comfortable while I was swimming and I wanted to give him another thrill, I’d decided to give it a run this morning; especially as he was heading home tonight and this might be our last few moments together. So just dressed in the bikini, I walked back out into the bedroom to find Chris now awake, lying naked and uncovered on the bed on his back and watching me. Chris opened with a simple “Good morning” I lay on top of him; straddling his legs with mine to have his cock immediately grow up between my legs and start pushing into my crutch. “Shouldn’t you be up by now?” “I would have thought it’s pretty obvious to you that I am” “So you can only think about sex?” “Let’s see now. I’ve got a stunningly gorgeous, completely delightful, barely dressed woman lying on top of me with my cock between her legs. I think most guys in that situation would have their brains distracted by sexual topics.” “So you’d like me to get off you so your brain can work properly would you?” “I’m not in any hurry if you’re not.” By now his arms were around me. While we were both clearly aroused there wasn’t really any sense this was going to turn into sex. We were reasonably fucked out at the moment; sexually satisfied if you want to put it more discreetly. It was more a moment of intimacy; maybe a final one. There was a moment of hesitation in our banter. Chris opened up again in a more serious voice. “Kate, I’ve loved spending ...
    time with you this weekend. You know the offer I made to you last summer is still open.” It was tempting to play dumb; pretend I didn’t know what he was talking about. Not because I wanted to tease him. Because I didn’t want to admit to myself that the thought of that offer had been on my mind since I thrown my body at him about 36 hours ago. Actually if I was honest it was since I’d got his text announcing his intended presence in town a few weeks ago. It was the offer of a long distance relationship; of something more committed; even of acknowledging the budding love that added so much spice to our time together. Part of me just wanted to say “yes, yes, let’s just give it a chance and go along for the ride”. But it wasn’t that easy. My past, specifically my parent’s divorce and its messy aftermath, gave me a phobia about committed relationships; a deep down unassailable fear of getting hurt if I opened my heart to love. Without intending to, I always sabotaged any path to real love if I let things drift in that direction, which then just resulted in a whole new world of hurt for both me and the innocent person unfortunate enough to be on the other side of the equation. And yet the happiness Greg and Karen found in each other gave me an incredible yearning to share that same sort of love. Chris knew my problems; I’d opened my soul to him at the end of our time together at Christmas. He was understanding and willing to risk it, but I couldn’t. Now things were even more complex. ...