"Lisa and Me"
by
It was nearing dinner time and I had been driving since morning with
only quick stops for fuel and lunch as I passed through north central
Alabama. Ahead a sign pointed the way to a motel with a restaurant and
bar - ideal for my needs! I took the off-ramp and found my way into
the entrance to what appeared to be a very popular motel.
As I entered the lobby area a man, wife and two children were leaving
with their suitcases in hand and the man was very much irate about
something. Meanwhile, I noticed the lobby filled with well dressed
people. . .possibly a party. At the desk I asked for a room and the
clerk said, "Yes sir, I have one room that just came vacant. Two queen
beds."
A few minutes later, I had moved into my room, freshened up and headed
for the bar for a gin and tonic to take the edge off the heat of the
day and welcome the warm, tropical evening. As I took a seat at the
bar, it was immediately apparent that there was a party - a big one -
going on in this motel.
In the room, there was a good deal of familiarity and I needed only a
few minutes to deduce that I was in the midst of some sort of swingers
convention. I sat nursing my drink and eyeing the people in the room.
At the far end of the bar a woman, dressed conservatively, rather
pretty and somehow sad sat alone.
Then, the party at my end of the bar began to grow rowdy and I was
uncomfortably close to what might at any minute become an orgy. I
moved to the far end and not wishing to seem too forward, took a seat
one seat removed from the lady I had seen earlier.
I turned to her and said, "You here for the party?" I asked and she
replied, "No, I'm here with my husband who likes to party.." Sensing
that she was not like the rest and in need of company I asked, "I'm
about to go have dinner and I'd be pleased if you'd join me?" After
some initial resistance she said, "My name is Lisa.", stepped off the
stool and we went to dinner.
It was a good dinner, well prepared and delicious with a wine which
complimented the entre and Lisa and I talked. She didn't like the swap
meets. She seldom participated; then, only at the insistence of her
husband. When I inquired why a woman as beautiful as her would put up
with such activity she said, "We live in a small town in Georgia where
my husband is the owner of the farm equipment supply company and
regarded as the pillar of the community. I've lived there all my life
and divorce is out of the question."
Dinner over , we walked and enjoyed the warm, tropical night. The talk
was casual as I told of my divorce ten year previous. My wife simply
wasn't satisfied with me - she craved excitement! I'd been pretty much
a loner since that time. We grew silent and I felt her hand in mine.
Back at the motel, I suggested we go to my room and talk and she
readily agreed. In the room, she removed her suit coat and shoes and
we sat on the bed facing the television. Of course, all the channels
on the television had been programed with pornography for the evening
and I turned it off.
"Why did you turn it off?" Lisa asked and I responded, "I always
thought that sexual intercourse was a very private matter and I don't
enjoy watching it like a sporting event."
Lisa turned to me and I saw a look in her eyes. She was spectacularly
beautiful with her black hair, creamy complection, blue eyes and that
grace that Italian women seem to have in their genes. Her eyes
connected with mine as my breathing quickened and my arousal commenced.
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She kissed me lightly on the lips; then harder and finally, our tongues
met in a fiery dance together. I tried to keep up with her passions.
I felt my own lust driving me as my passions exceeded all due bounds.
As we kissed, I felt her fingers unbuttoning my shirt and proceeded to
remove her light summer blouse.
Then, as if directed by some common accord, we arose from the bed,
turned back the duvet and sheets and proceeded to undress ourselves.
As I watched Lisa, I reveled in the beauty that was close to me. It
had been years since I had been with a woman and never with a woman
this beautiful. "Turn around and let me look at you," I said and Lisa
blushed, "No, I'm shy." she said and then, thinking better of the
suggestion she turned slowly for my adoration.
"Beautiful," I said, "your husband is a fool."
Then, Lisa jumped on the bed and pounced on me. "Don't talk about my
husband." she said and hit me with a pillow. I grabbed her and we fell
on the sheets together.
We kissed again - with even more passion than before and I felt her
breasts pressing against me. Her, firm breasts, hardly the breasts of
a 45 year old woman! Of course, with my aroused cock at full extension
between our belly's matters were becoming more urgent and I pressed my
lips to her breasts.
As I laved and suckled and toyed with her perhaps C-cup sized mummeries
I realized how fortunate I was to have this goddess I was ministering
to and I redoubled my efforts to please her. In response, I was
rewarded by the cries and moans of a woman being pleasured. With one
hand toying with the alternate breast, I applied my lips to the other
and reveled in the pleasure it brought.
While, I might have gone on as we were, Lisa was hot for more. She
pulled my had down on to her mound and directed it towards her pussy
where I found her wet and waiting. I inserted a finger and she cried
out; then two fingers and again she cried out and as I was about to
move my mouth from her breasts to her belly she cried out, "No. I want
you in me now!" From her clutch purse, she produced a condom and
assisted me as I put it on for my first time; having never used one
before.
Then, our eyes met and I moved over her. "Do me good." she said. When
I entered her and felt the muted warmth and velvety smooth texture of
her vagina walls I was momentarily overcome with the sensation. I
cried out!
Beneath me, Lisa's eyes met mine and we were engaged not just at the
groin but through the eyes as well. Our thoughts and feeling became as
one and I was soon involved in the greatest sexual experience of my
life. Better than anything I had ever experienced with my wife and
better even than I had ever imagined it could be.
Each new sensation we shared and reveled together. Each new lust we
conveyed through our eyes and it was like nothing I had ever
experienced. Time stood still and there was only each other.
Then, all too soon, I felt it begin. The unfamiliar feeling of my
semen building in my balls. I cried out that I was going to have it.
With the power of a thunder burst I planted my seed in the rubber. I
cried out! Then, it was over.
Exhausted by the violence of our culmination together, we lay together,
our needs temporarily sated, and kissed and cuddled and continued to
revel in the afterglow.
At my age, I had fully expected that I had spent myself and further
sexual intercourse was unlikely and lay content to be close and
intimate with this woman I had known for only a few hours. Lisa
seemed content as well as she also sought the intimacy.
We paused only long enough to remove the used condom.
Of course, it's the unexpected that so often enriches our life and this
night was no exception. In scarcely 45 minutes my cock was steel hard
and Lisa moved over me to take advantage of the love tool. As she
positioned herself with a knee either side of my stomach and staring
into my eyes for approval I felt her pussy slide down on to my cock in
as delicious a manner as the first time only this time there was no
condom - just her and me, our flesh against flesh!
"We forgot the condom." I said and she responded, "Not this time. I
want it to be just you and me." And so it was, just the two of us
titillating each other in a million little ways; responding to passions
and reacting to each other in a perfect union. There was no hurry.
Time was of no matter. Feelings were the essence.
We talked to each other, rationally; then, drifted into a new sensation
or impelled by a new lust. We cried out to each other; then, spoke
soothingly to each other. Each new sensation was a new thrill and
each new thrill took us to levels of passion that we had never
experienced before. Hours passed, or maybe it was minutes and we
reveled in each other.
Later, when I felt my second emission approaching I said only, "I'm
going to come." and she drove herself on to me with a fury. Then it
was over.
As I lay reminiscing in the afterglow, I realized that I had just been
through the most fantastic experience of my life. I had known a few
women intimately and my former wife for a long time but nothing I had
ever experienced with any of them came close. I told Lisa so.
She waited a long time before answering, "It was my best ever too," she
said and I saw tears in her eyes. We lay together again rejoicing in
the afterglow.
It was as we began to drift back into the world of reality that I had a
sudden inspiration. "Lisa, You deserve better," I said, "I'm packing
my bag and leaving here in one hour. I'd like you to come with me.
I'll see that you're treated like a woman of your quality should be
treated and never disgraced by anybody."
With that I got off the bed and showered and dressed; then, commenced
packing my bag. Lisa got up after me, showered and left without a
word. I slowly gathered my things and left the room for the walk to my
car. As I walked Lisa stepped out of a doorway, her bag in hand, and
joined me. We walked to the car in silence and drove off together.
- The End -
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