Where it happened: Stranger's House
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I usually jog 3 or 4 miles every morning. On this particular morning, the weather looked fine when I started out, but about 15 minutes into my run, a sudden rainstorm came up, and I was getting soaked. I saw a pretty good sized tree in this one yard up ahead, and so stopped under it., to avoid the really drenching downpour. I was still getting wet, but at least it was some protection from the really heavy downpour.I had only been under the tree for a few minutes, when I heard a voice from the house in whose yard I was standing.There was a young man, about my same age, 25-30, standing in the doorway. He had jet black, curly hair, and was wearing only pajama bottoms, which revealed his beautiful athletic chest, nicely tanned. “C’mon in out of the rain,” he yelled, “You’ll get soaking wet out there.” I hesitated, because I didn’t know him at all, but the rain was getting heavier, even under the tree, and so I ran to the front porch and then stepped inside. “Hi, I’m John M_____,” he said, “It looks like you got caught in the wet stuff. Would you like a cup of hot coffee?” He explained that he had just gotten up and was making himself some breakfast, when he spotted me out of his kitchen window. Although I was still a little hesitant, I thought that there couldn’t be much harm in having a cup of coffee, even with a nice looking stranger dressed only in pajama bottoms. He led me into the kitchen, and poured me a cup of coffee. His was already on the table. And then we started to talk — small talk at first. He told me he had seen me jogging several other mornings, and wondered where I got all that energy. He said he worked the afternoon shift at one of the local engineering plants, and went to work around 3:30 P.M. He asked me about myself and whether I worked and where. As we chatted, he suddenly stopped and said, “Hey, you are pretty wet, why don’t you take off that jogging outfit and I’ll just throw it in the dryer and get it nice and warm for you.You can use one of my wife’s bath robes, if you like.” He led me into a bed room and got a ladies flannel gown out of the closet and handed it to me, explaining that his wife was at work, and then left and closed the door.. “I’ll see you back in the kitchen,” he said. I removed my jogging clothes and slipped into the bath robe, still feeling rather odd about it all, but then I walked back to the kitchen and handed him my jogging suit, which was quite wet. I sat down at the table with him again, after he tossed my clothes into the dryer, and we talked some more. I couldn’t get my eyes off that beautiful bare chest of his.The more we talked, the friendlier we got. He was very charming. After several more minutes I began to see an erection arising in his pajama pants. He saw that I noticed it, and said, “Excuse me, but a pretty young girl like you does that to me.” Well, we talked some more, and I felt myself being attracted to him even more,and, I’m not sure why I did it, but after a few more minutes, I opened the robe some, so he could see my bare breasts and panties, and seconds after that we were embracing and kissing there in the middle of the kitchen. And that rock hard erection was pressing against my abdomen! After reaching down into my panties and gently fingering my vagina, he led me back to the bed room,and he removed his pajama bottoms to reveal the most beautiful erect penis, at least 8″ in length,I’d ever seen.Then he came over and took off the bathrobe and helped me out of my panties, and we climbed into his still unmade bed. I knew full well, that I should not succumb to his charms, but I did, and before you knew it, we were locked in a full-blown sexual embrace, fucking like rabbits. My God did he feel good! His warm, hard thrusts were heavenly. I’d been with a couple of men before, but never anything like this. Before he entered me, he said, “You are on the pill, aren’t you?” I assured him that I was. “That’s good,” he said, because I don’t have any condoms around.” We remained in bed, making passionate love, for at least 3 hours, and used about every position that either of us knew. He made me come three or four times. Around 1:00 P.M., we got up and took a shower together. I gave him a blow job as we washed up, which he absolutely loved, and so did I. I couldn’t help it. It was such a beautiful love machine. When we finished, and got dressed, it was still raining hard. So, he drove me home. I haven’t seen him since, but I’d like to. It’s been a couple of weeks. It was probably the best sex I’ve ever had.I know he’s married, but somehow I’ve just got to have him again.
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