“More! Harder!” she screamed in pleasure. Kerry brought a hand down to keep her special button involved, her body writhing with overstimulation. Colin knew he was very close but tried to hold on for Kerry to finish. He looked to her for a sign she was on the precipice, a clue that she was there.
He finally got the sign he had been waiting for. He felt a clamp around his rod, it was tighter than Kerry’s pussy had already been and that’s saying a lot. Kerry pulled her thighs around his body, a strong hold restricting his movements. His only option would be to continue going in and out of her gaping maw. He shoved his whole self forward, as firmly as he could. He hoped she was close, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold on.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” her hand furiously rubbed her clit under her little panties, frantically racing towards orgasm. Colin leaned forward on the balls of his feet, extending his calves to maximize his own climax.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Kerry’s legs locked around Colin keeping her lower half restrained but her torso was free to thrash around wildly, overcome with the pleasure Colin inserted into her. Colin reached his own climax almost simultaneously, his plunges becoming longer and more defined, each one with a purpose. The pressure was building to its tipping point and one quick look at Kerry waving her arms around, trying to control her own orgasm, pushed him over the edge.
With the power of a thousand suns, Colin coated the insides of Kerry with his milky white load, not pulling out for a second in an effort to savor every bit of this orgasm. Kerry was busy trying to cool down, waving her hands in front of her face and taking deep breaths attempting to catch her breath. Her dripping pussy would be attended to later.
Colin pulled his cock out and admired its glisten, the juice from her pussy and his cum making a polish to be proud of. Colin lurched forward and attempted to catch his own breath, he splayed out across his end of the couch, completely satisfied. Kerry continued in the laying position, having returned to a normal breathing rate. Colin admired her bits and pieces as she had made no effort to cover up. They made eye contact and Kerry let out an exhausted “whooo” before making a funny face and sharing a laugh with Colin.
Both exhausted and satisfied, Kerry fanned the blanket over their two bodies and they fell soundly asleep on the couch as the snow continued to fall outside.
*****
Colin awoke suddenly a couple of hours after him and Kerry had fallen asleep on the couch. Once his mind reminded him of why he felt so incredibly satisfied, he was left with a dilemma. Did he stay and wait for an awkward morning with Kerry? Or did he make a clean getaway and let the night be a memory for both of them to look back on?
Looking outside and seeing that the snow had stopped falling, Colin decided it was time to leave. Unable to bring himself to just leave Kerry without a word, he brought his hand to hers, trying to gently wake her.
He whispered “Hey Kerry,” and she surprised him by quickly opening her eyes and fixating on his.
“I should really get going,” he was still whispering even though there wasn’t anybody else in the house.
Kerry looked perplexed as she whispered, “Ok.”
“I had a great night with you. I hope to see you again,” Colin told her. Kerry didn’t move as she watched him collect his things. She followed him to the door and opened it for him, bracing for the cold air that rushed in. The situation became more awkward as Colin planting a gentle kiss on her lips before stepping out and navigating his way down her steps. Kerry watched him dig out his car and closed her front door only as she saw him retreat to the inside of his car.
*****
Both Colin and Kerry didn’t communicate at all in the weeks following their tryst. Not able to get her out of his mind, Colin finally composed and sent a “how are you?” email for her after considerable time had passed. He drove himself crazy waiting for a response and was elated when it finally came. As more time passed, they sent the other occasional emails but nothing very deep and certainly nothing that mentioned their night together. That was their little secret. The other little secret was that they both yearned strongly for another night like that one.
Unable to stay away, Colin found multiple excuses to return to his hometown for “work” and always let Kerry know he would be there. Their passion returned tenfold each time they met up and was like they hadn’t missed a beat. Weary of his double life, Colin ended his relationship with “the girlfriend” on the west coast but he held that information from Kerry. He knew the fuel to their fire was the feeling that they were doing something taboo, something forbidden. It kept their sex mind blowing. Kerry still refused to remove her panties and even that had found it’s own charm.
*****
Gettin' A Bearful
(Werebear Shifter FMFF Hot Erotica)
by Candy Socks
© 2015 Candy Socks / 7 Inch Books
All Rights Reserved
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This is a work of fiction. All names, places, events and characters are purely fictitious. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or any actual events is coincidental. All characters in the following story are consenting adults over the age of eighteen.
GETTIN' A BEARFUL:
*****
Ariel remained poised on the couch, (knees together, legs apart, back straight) as she attempted to understand what Tim, the love of her life, was telling her.
"Ariel, it's just not working," he said flatly while pacing the room.
Reality started to sink in but Ariel remained stone-faced, keeping her composure even as Tim sat down right next to her.
"How about one," he said while his hand raised and gently cupped her sweater-covered left breast, "for the road?" His hand continued to gently massage the decent sized melon until Ariel snapped to and swatted his hand away. She collected her things and left his apartment in a huff.
*****
"Nicky, it's over."
Ian wasn't gentle or kind with his words and that only added to the hurt Nicky was feeling at being blindsided like this. She had thought they were getting together for a nice afternoon, Ian had asked her to join him at the park and she assumed they were going to have a picnic. She had worn a new, cute, peach-colored sundress to show off for him and now she was just feeling embarrassed.
Ian moved closer to her on the bench and placed his big, strong hand on her exposed thigh, squeezing it tight.
"Maybe we can have a little fun together," he said as his hand slowly slid up further, tickling her inner thigh, "one last time?"
Though it pained her to do so, Nicky's hand shot down to her leg and stopped Ian's from advancing any further. With all of her strength, she pulled his hand off of her, upsetting the man. When she got up from the bench and started to walk away, she heard him calling after her, only not with the words she wanted to hear.
“It’s over then, we’re done! Don’t bother calling me anymore!”
*****
Vanessa was delighted by the sensation of Greg's liquid trickling out of her and running down her inner thigh. She remained naked on his bed as he hurriedly pulled a shirt over his incredibly toned torso. Her hand caressed his back as he did so, though her touch now seemed to annoy him. Without even a sheet covering her plentiful breasts or well serviced lower half, she stared at him lovingly as Greg avoided eye contact with her.
"You always know how to make me cum," Vanessa said, trying to get his attention. "I'm so lucky to have found you."
She did manage to get his attention but it wasn't a loving look he gave her, instead his face read completely confused. He stood and pulled a pair of sweats over his dribbling cock, the one Vanessa wished would get hard again.
"Wait, you do remember what we talk
ed about, right?" he asked her without any hint of sympathy in his eyes. "That was it. One last one for old time's sake. We're done. Over. Finished."
"For now...?" Vanessa wasn't getting it and was solidifying Greg's decision in his own mind.
"Forever," he cruelly told her before getting up and leaving her room and her life. Vanessa still waited an embarrassing amount of time for him to return. He never did.
*****
"Well this was bad timing," Ariel declared as she emptied the last bag, placing the contents delicately on the bed as the other girls looked on. "I mean, we just bought all of this stuff."
Ariel, Nicky and Vanessa looked over the pile of lingerie that was on Ariel's bed. A sexy heap of lace, satin, straps and clasps in an array of alluring colors. None of the girls could resist and soon three pairs of hands were feeling the inviting textures of the sexy unmentionables.
"What foolish boys, they'll never know the surprises we had planned for them," Nicky moaned while holding a lacy white bra up to her chest.
"Oh that reminds me," Ariel perked up while letting a pair of black satin panties slip through her fingers, "I have to call and cancel the super sexy surprise camping trip we had planned."
The three girls fell silent while shaking their heads, sorry such a great adventure was now going to go to waste.
"The camping spot, the tents, the snuggly sleeping bags. We'll lose the deposit on all of that." Ariel reminded them.
Vanessa removed her shirt, exposing her plentiful rack nestled into a pink bra. Ariel and Nicky turned to get a good look, neither unable to appreciate the two gifts Vanessa was blessed with. Vanessa next reached behind herself and made quick work of the eye hook holding that pretty bra on, it soon fell down her arms before she pulled it off of her body. With the other girls rapt attention, she proudly displayed her two magnificent melons, each topped with puffy, pink nipples aching to be played with. Her hands took care of that as the other girls watched on with drool practically falling out of their mouths.
"I mean, should we cancel?" Vanessa asked as her thumbs and forefingers teased her pink circles with gentle pinches, getting them worked up.
As Vanessa fished her hand through the shiny straps of a burgundy bra she had picked up off of the bed, Nicky decided to get in on the action. Pretending to be interested in a tiny, black g-string that had been in the pile, Nicky lay herself on the bed and lifted her pelvis to slide her tight jeans right off. Next her thumbs went under the waistband of the rainbow striped cotton panties she was wearing and after a quick tug, they were removed fully from her person. She opened her legs wide towards her friends and began to rhythmically move her hips around.
“Maybe you’re right. Maybe we should still go, we could have some fun,” Nicky told them as her hand went down between her legs to tease her little flower. As her fingers delighted her moistening, feminine folds, the two other girls alternated between nodding in agreement and keeping a steady eye on her naughty toying.
Ariel got down on her hands and knees on the mattress, slowly approaching the space between Nicky’s legs. Nicky didn’t stop what she was doing, she was only encouraged further by the crawling Ariel, neither ready to admit yet that they both wanted to connect.
“Those silly boys did say that they wished we were more independent, not such girly-girls.” Ariel was close enough to Nicky’s mound that she could feel the pleasure heat radiate off of her face. With Nicky’s smooth thighs surrounding her head and Nicky’s aroma filling her nostrils, Ariel waited for her friends to agree with her. She kept a steady eye on Nicky’s fingers flittering in and out of her pink lips, watching as they came back out shiny and glistening with her juices.
“Then we should go!” Vanessa startled them by suddenly exclaiming. When the hot and bothered Nicky and Ariel looked over to their friend, they found that Vanessa had dressed herself and was looking at them curiously. Feeling a little awkward, Ariel and Nicky pulled back from what they both so desperately wanted, each silently hoping they would pick it up again later.
“Great, let’s go,” Ariel announced dejectedly as Nicky pulled her jeans back into place over her warmed up mound.
So it was decided, these three babes were going camping. By themselves. Alone. In the woods. Like the self-sufficient ladies their ex-men wanted them to be.
*****
The way the girls had set it up, they weren’t exactly going to be ‘roughing it’ out in the woods. They had rented the finest tent available, to ensure comfort for their first time out in the wilderness.
“Lot 429b...” the greasy, scrawny man behind the desk told them once they came to check in. It was hard to make eye contact with him, his glasses were so thick. It was impossible to see the eyes that were hopefully behind there. His hand shook as he attempted to point on a map to where they needed to go. “It’s pretty far out there,” he told them with an awkward chuckle. “You girls gonna be alright? All by your lonesome?”
At that moment, Vanessa, Ariel and Nicky each doubted their ability to go through with it but, needing to prove to the guys that they weren’t weak, were intent on following through with it. The skeptical man behind the desk gave them the keys to the storage unit with their stuff and sent them on their way. Just when they reached the door and were about to leave, the creepy guy called out to them.
“Oh and, one more thing. You’re in bear country now...be careful out there.”
The girls turned to leave, uncertain if the man was playing a joke on them or not.
“I’m not kidding,” he confirmed, “bears. There’s at least one big mean looking sucker been stalking around here for weeks. Keep your eyes open.”
Ariel, Vanessa and Nicky just looked at each other, unsure of how to handle the new information. Secretly each thought of calling it quits but only if another person brought it up first. When nobody did such a thing, the three inexperienced ladies set off into the woods to prove themselves.
*****
The three girls had erected the shelter with relative ease and were quite proud of themselves. Though each had promised to pack “light”, each girl managed to bring more clothes than they would possibly need. Though the sexy, special lingerie had stayed at home, the girls each made sure to wear the underwear that made them feel pretty. Hidden underneath their clothes, it would help provide at least a little thrill out here in the empty woods. Vanessa couldn’t wait to show hers off.
“What do you think of this bra?” Vanessa asked her friends as they all started to unpack their necessities inside of the tent. Ariel and Nicky stopped cold, taking the opportunity to ogle Vanessa’s knockers again as they they tested the limits of her almost transparent bra.
“Oooh, it feels so soft,” Ariel purred as her hand lightly rubbed the outside of the bra’s thin cup.
“Nicky, you try,” Vanessa implored and soon Nicky’s hand was feeling the other breast. The three girls were beginning to start something new for them and the tension in that tent became palpable. If there were windows in there, they would’ve steamed up at that point as the three girls edged closer to what each so clearly wanted. When the tension had become too much, Ariel was the first to cry ‘Uncle’.
“Woo!” she loudly exclaimed as she removed her hand from her friend’s soft, perky breast. “I think I should go collect some wood for a fire.”
“I’ll come with you,” Vanessa offered but was soon shot down by Ariel. She had wanted the time alone to relieve the pressure...privately. As Ariel left the tent, she wondered how her friends would pass the time with her gone and partially regretted her decision to leave. She closed the flap and resolved to make the trip as short as possible, she wouldn’t want them to couple up without her.
While she had heard people mention “getting wood” before, Ariel had no idea what wood she was supposed to pick up. There was wood everywhere in the, um, woods and she had no idea what was good to bring back and what was best to leave behind. Without any idea, Ariel just began indiscriminately picking up the twigs
and branches she found around her feet. With a sizable pile in her arms, she turned to head back to the steamy tent. It was then that Ariel realized she was being watched.
Everybody knows that if you encounter a bear, a big, burly, humongous bear, you shouldn't make any quick moves and you should most certainly remain quiet. At least that's what Ariel's brain was telling her. Instead, the shock was too much for her body to take and, upon seeing the huge, hulking bear, she dropped the wood and a terrified shriek escaped her mouth before her hand could cover it.
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