Thursday, July 29, 2021
Forbidden Sex In a Shed
Her name was Debbie or Debra. She was a beautiful brunette in her 30's with a firm body. It was hard to tell as the dress she wore did not show off her toned abs or her rock hard ass.
This happened over 10 years ago, but still is something I will never forget. It was her husbands birthday. he had just turned 40 and it seemed like she was happy to throw him the biggest birthday party she could. I had gotten there early as I was once a close friend of her husband from my days at WIU. We had some management classes together. Although each of our degrees were different. Mine was in Political Science his ended up being Engineering.
The birthday boy hadn't arrived yet. The guests were in wait as we were all ready to yell out "Surprise" when he showed up. Debbie has said that Carl, her husband and my friend, didn't have a clue as to this party. Apparently he thought she was going to be in Des Moines visiting her mother.
A call was yelled out that his car was coming. As it seems it was normal for him to come in through the back gate of their wooden fence, we all just waited there to yell out surprise. We heard his car pull in and everyone was whispering to be quiet. What was odd to me was that we didn't hear just one car door. We actually heard two. I thought maybe he had come home with someone. However, I think Debbie just thought he had opened up another door in order to get his work stuff out of the car. A few moments later we all heard the latch on the outside of the gate move. Carl pushed open the gate and everyone yelled out "Surprise"!
Carl suddenly dropped something from his hand. It was the hand of a girl that was no more than 24 years of age if that. He quickly looked around and said to everyone thank you all for coming. He said that he was surprised, but his wife was not able to keep it a secret. He had told his new assistant Mandy, or was is Chrisy, it was so long ago, the only thing I do remember about her was she was also a brunette, but had long blonde streaks in her hair. She also was wearing an unusually short skirt for an assistant.
Carl came over and shook my had and thanked me for coming. His wife was standing next to me and he gave her a kiss. Debbie looked a little bewildered, but she seemed to go with the flow of the events. I was a little worried about her, but I decided to go with it. There was nothing at this point saying the woman was not Carl's new assistant. Although, hooker came to mind also. Bad Morty I thought just thinking this.
The party was getting existing as the music was playing and people started dancing on a the patio. Carl had done well for himself. His and Debbie's home was almost a mansion was my thinking. I felt horrible for being so envious of Carl having a beautiful wife and a beautiful home. Carl was hanging out with his assistant an hour into it and I just couldn't see Debbie anywhere.
I walked around the yard as I was feeling a little like a stranger at the party. I thought maybe I could just catch my breath and go back to the crowd. Parties for me always left me self conscious as I was not much of a partier even in my younger days. You could say I was kind of a loner. I actually considered just sneaking out since I had given my pleasantries and a bottle of wine that cost me almost a weeks pay. As I was walking around though, I saw Debbie. She was crying. I went up to her and asked her if she was alright?
Debbie looked up and started to wipe her eyes. She didn't want to look at me, but as clear as day I heard her say she was fine. My response was more from observation, but I couldn't help myself. I looked at her and said, "Your pretty than she is."
She turned around and looked at me. Nothing was said. She just looked into my eyes with eyes that seemed to be craving something she hadn't had for a while. The next thing I know she throws herself at me kissing me. I should have felt guilty. Maybe I have a moral compass that isn't right. However, I started kissing her back. We were lucky no one saw us.
Debbie grabbed my shirt and pulled me into a shed that was all dark and smelled like fresh wood. However, all I could smell at the moment was her sent. It was strong and enticing. Like cherries and strawberries were just covering her body. We continued to passionately kiss. She pulled my shirt up over my head. I touched her shoulders and slid the straps off her shoulders. Her skin was like silk. Her dress slid to the floor. She was wearing a black bra and black satin panties. She grabbed my belt and quickly undid it in such a way that even my pants button came undone in the process,
I should have been stopping myself. I should have thought of Carl and remembered that this was his wife. Even if the girl he brought was more than assistant, I should have just remembered that this was a marriage I was interfering in. Kissing Debbie was just too emotional and overwhelming for me.
The touch of Debbie was just driving me crazy. I started kissing the nape of her neck and then down her chest. I actually got to where her bra connected in the front and somehow with one quick press of my lips on the clasp, it just opened up to show some extremely firm natural and "fabulous" breasts. I know it sounds weird for me to even think the word "Fabulous", but I couldn't help myself. I normally only said that word about boobs if I was drunk. My Brother can testify I actually did say that once to a blonde, although fake blonde, who had a huge firm rack, a little thick in the middle, and a Phat ass.
The taste of Debbie was driving me wild. I pulled her panties down and just couldn't help myself. I went to town with my lips on her pussy. Using my tongue to just drive her insane. It was driving me insane as well. I am so shocked no one heard us. The music coming from outside of the shed was loud. The party was just blasting away with chatter and noise as she pushes me off of her only to turn around and drive my penis into her so I could blast away just pounding her vagina. At first it was fast, then I slowed only to give myself the feeling of expectation and to then drive myself into her where she was driven to excitement. On and on, then I was standing still, but the adventure was continuing as she cowgirled herself onto my throbbing as I held her waist. It seemed to go on forever and then she pulled her bra to her face that was sitting on the wooden bench she was bent over. It was to muffle her sound as she moaned out with an animalistic sound of pure pleasure.
As Debbie muffled herself, I knew I had to do the same. I put my own hand over my mouth. To some it might have looked funny, but I didn't care. I had to hold back my moan as much as possible. The next thing I knew I was moaning in excite as she was as I flowed into her.
If felt like hours had past and time meant nothing. We still didn't say a word to each other. I started to speak, but she put her finger over my mouth as if she was letting me know what this was. I don't know why, but I smiled back at her and nodded. Who nods I thought?
We both got dressed and quietly walked, or snuck, out of the shed. Before walking back towards the party, she gave me a peck on the cheek. I still hadn't said anything to her, but as she pulled away from me all I could here was, "Thank you".
Looking across the yard back toward the party, I realized, the shed was actually a little ways away from the patio and the music. Debbie walked up to her husband and gave him a kiss. I didn't know what that meant for me. Part of me felt jealous. What could I say? I had no words in my mind, but at awe for what I felt was "Forbidden Sex In a Shed."
As Debbie mingled, I went ahead and left the party. I was tired, happy, and deep inside of me I knew it would most likely never happen again. Debbie was an awesome woman. Carl was a lucky man. I just hope he isn't really going to cheat on her. Although, that was a bit of a hypocritical thought given what had happened. I didn't care though. I was ready for a nap!
- Morty
Tuesday, July 27, 2021
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THC aka WEED aka POT aka Really?
I want to share a story with you. A story of pain, and triumph. It is a story about how I found pot?
A number of years ago, I had a stroke. More specifically it was an ischemic episode. It left me with a lot of pain right behind my right eye. My young nephew being a teenager wanted to help me. What could he do though? It was then he realized that weed might be just the thing to save my sanity as the pain was like someone had shoved a nail in both the front and the back of my eye.
He went out and bought me marijuana. It was not something that I was used to nor something I had done before. I guess you could say I lived a sheltered life of just sex and parties. I guess if you bang several married women and even several married men it was more of an orgy life.
My nephew worried about me made me a joint and taught me to smoke it. After I finished it, 20 minutes later I was feeling better. The stabbing pain that I had been sent home with was nothing more than feeling like I had a speck of something in my eye. It was wonderful. The power of marijuana helped me. Over the course of the next few weeks I recovered my health with what was jokingly at the time being called by me as "the precious!" Of course that was because of the Lord of the Rings movies.
I knew I couldn't do this forever. I was born with asthma and continued to have problems into my adulthood. However, I did it until I was fully healed. I felt alive. I felt whole. In the end, I can say nothing bad about marijuana. It is a great tool, a great friend, and one day if things should go badly for me, I will visit with this friend again.
My nephew never got in trouble for the weed purchases. I thank God for this. In the end, my state ended up legalizing it so you might say it no longer mattered. If I should have a need for this "precious" friend again, I can visit with her with no problems and even purchase legally where the tax money will help my state.
~Lynn
