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HOT LINKS     |
13/05/2016
I met Karen at a CoDependents Anonymous meeting. We became friendly but nothing special. One cold evening we were waiting outside a church for the meeting room to be unlocked and she asked me if I would hold her. Just hold her. Seemed like a win-win situation so I did. We just held each other silently for what seemed a very long time. When the key arrived and the meeting room opened up she gave me a very chaste kiss on the forehead and broke the hug. It became common for us to enjoy long hugs when we encountered each other.
She began dating a guy I knew, and after about a year she came to me and he had asked her to marry him and she wanted to. She said she wanted to "double check" with me and for me to please be honest about what I thought of this guy. So I was. Basically told her he was a player who probably wouldn't stop because of being married and that he was still more a boy than a man and knowing her she wanted a mature relationship with a man and it was unlikely he could provide that for her. So much for being honest - she blew up at me, became very angry at my honesty, told me I was all wrong about him and left in a huff.
I didn't see her for four years. She stopped coming to meetings as so many do when they marry. But one evening, about four years later, I walked into our home group and there she was, bent over and weeping with no wedding ring on. As things worked out in the count off for small group I wound up sitting across from her in small group. When her turn to share came she just stared at the ground and wept and told the stories of his multiple infidelities and the decision to divorce him. When small group was done and we exchanged hugs I whispered in her ear that if she needed to talk more I'd be happy to sit with her. She pushed me away and said she was done having anything to do with men for a year!
A year to the day later my phone rang and it was Karen inviting me to dinner at my favorite restaurant. She arrived stunningly beautiful, well scrubbed, with a big smile. She apologized for being mad when I warned her about her now ex and when I offered to talk a year ago. I began to get the feeling she had an agenda. When we finished dinner she invited me to follow her to her house and soak in her backyard hot tub together. She made it clear she had swimwear for me to wear. I still felt that agenda of hers so I went with it.
Once in her hot tub - her in a one piece - we chatted a lot. I also became aware of how hairy she was. Karen was tall and lean with very thick and very long hair....everywhere...she didn't shave her armpits (which I love!) and each arm had a football size tangle of hair under it. Her forearm hair was dark and long. Her pubic hair ran from halfway down the inside of each thigh up to under her suit. It looked "unusual" to have so much hair poking out of her swim suit and she was totally unconcerned about it. Most normal thing in the world. Sitting across from each other I offered to give her a foot massage and she agreed. Nothing relaxes a woman more than a good foot massage. When I finished she leaned over and kissed me on the lips, then stood up and dropped the top of her suit down to her waist revealing what I'd wondered about for years. Did she have any tits? She had great tits....perfect for her size...probably A+ cups topped with wonderful hard nipples. I was sitting on the bottom of the hot tub and she sat in my lap and pressed her breasts to my chest while we made out like teenagers.
Of course she had to feel my hard cock against her pussy so she stood up and stepped out of her suit and stood proudly before me nude. Her pubic hair was really thick and dark and went all the way up to her naval in a triangle. Then she ducked under water and pulled my suit off. She tried to give me head underwater but that didn't work out so she returned to my lap and slid her pussy over my cock without even guiding it in. Now I'm sitting on the bottom of the hot tub with my legs out so I don't have much purchase to fuck back....she uses the buoyancy of the water to bounce up and down my shaft until she came. More masturbating herself on my cock than making love...But damn she was grateful after and smothered my face with kisses. She did like to kiss. And there's just nothing finer than finally making love with a long time friend.
We began dating an making love on a regular basis. She told me she was bisexual but not seeing any ladies now. I told her that was great and IF...she wanted to do a threesome or a foursome I was all for it. No way! She practiced serial monogamy whichever gender she was with.
Making love with such a hirsute woman was all new to me. I love armpit hair on a woman and enjoyed snuggling up and inhaling her scent there. Oral sex was a bit challenging because there was always a stray hair to remove every few minutes. She got off easiest from oral sex - guessing maybe from her lesbian experience. She liked to make love from he rear entry position...she'd lay flat on her stomach and spread her legs so I could enter her pussy from behind while laying on top of her. The position didn't allow me much movement or control and nothing much to do with my hands - or her to do with her hands....so I'd kiss her on her back while we made love. Something about that position worked well for her though...she took a long time to build to orgasm but when they happened they were intense and long and deep for her.
She had no interest in social nudism. She did love being nude at home and usually was. We loved to do the "Just hold me" thing when we were nude too. Nothing more peaceful than cuddling up nude and just holding each other for a half an hour or so.
She was a good friend throughout too. Sadly one day she told me she had to break off our relationship. She wanted to go back to a lesbian friend. That must not have worked out because today she's happily married to a very lucky guy.
She began dating a guy I knew, and after about a year she came to me and he had asked her to marry him and she wanted to. She said she wanted to "double check" with me and for me to please be honest about what I thought of this guy. So I was. Basically told her he was a player who probably wouldn't stop because of being married and that he was still more a boy than a man and knowing her she wanted a mature relationship with a man and it was unlikely he could provide that for her. So much for being honest - she blew up at me, became very angry at my honesty, told me I was all wrong about him and left in a huff.
I didn't see her for four years. She stopped coming to meetings as so many do when they marry. But one evening, about four years later, I walked into our home group and there she was, bent over and weeping with no wedding ring on. As things worked out in the count off for small group I wound up sitting across from her in small group. When her turn to share came she just stared at the ground and wept and told the stories of his multiple infidelities and the decision to divorce him. When small group was done and we exchanged hugs I whispered in her ear that if she needed to talk more I'd be happy to sit with her. She pushed me away and said she was done having anything to do with men for a year!
A year to the day later my phone rang and it was Karen inviting me to dinner at my favorite restaurant. She arrived stunningly beautiful, well scrubbed, with a big smile. She apologized for being mad when I warned her about her now ex and when I offered to talk a year ago. I began to get the feeling she had an agenda. When we finished dinner she invited me to follow her to her house and soak in her backyard hot tub together. She made it clear she had swimwear for me to wear. I still felt that agenda of hers so I went with it.
Once in her hot tub - her in a one piece - we chatted a lot. I also became aware of how hairy she was. Karen was tall and lean with very thick and very long hair....everywhere...she didn't shave her armpits (which I love!) and each arm had a football size tangle of hair under it. Her forearm hair was dark and long. Her pubic hair ran from halfway down the inside of each thigh up to under her suit. It looked "unusual" to have so much hair poking out of her swim suit and she was totally unconcerned about it. Most normal thing in the world. Sitting across from each other I offered to give her a foot massage and she agreed. Nothing relaxes a woman more than a good foot massage. When I finished she leaned over and kissed me on the lips, then stood up and dropped the top of her suit down to her waist revealing what I'd wondered about for years. Did she have any tits? She had great tits....perfect for her size...probably A+ cups topped with wonderful hard nipples. I was sitting on the bottom of the hot tub and she sat in my lap and pressed her breasts to my chest while we made out like teenagers.
Of course she had to feel my hard cock against her pussy so she stood up and stepped out of her suit and stood proudly before me nude. Her pubic hair was really thick and dark and went all the way up to her naval in a triangle. Then she ducked under water and pulled my suit off. She tried to give me head underwater but that didn't work out so she returned to my lap and slid her pussy over my cock without even guiding it in. Now I'm sitting on the bottom of the hot tub with my legs out so I don't have much purchase to fuck back....she uses the buoyancy of the water to bounce up and down my shaft until she came. More masturbating herself on my cock than making love...But damn she was grateful after and smothered my face with kisses. She did like to kiss. And there's just nothing finer than finally making love with a long time friend.
We began dating an making love on a regular basis. She told me she was bisexual but not seeing any ladies now. I told her that was great and IF...she wanted to do a threesome or a foursome I was all for it. No way! She practiced serial monogamy whichever gender she was with.
Making love with such a hirsute woman was all new to me. I love armpit hair on a woman and enjoyed snuggling up and inhaling her scent there. Oral sex was a bit challenging because there was always a stray hair to remove every few minutes. She got off easiest from oral sex - guessing maybe from her lesbian experience. She liked to make love from he rear entry position...she'd lay flat on her stomach and spread her legs so I could enter her pussy from behind while laying on top of her. The position didn't allow me much movement or control and nothing much to do with my hands - or her to do with her hands....so I'd kiss her on her back while we made love. Something about that position worked well for her though...she took a long time to build to orgasm but when they happened they were intense and long and deep for her.
She had no interest in social nudism. She did love being nude at home and usually was. We loved to do the "Just hold me" thing when we were nude too. Nothing more peaceful than cuddling up nude and just holding each other for a half an hour or so.
She was a good friend throughout too. Sadly one day she told me she had to break off our relationship. She wanted to go back to a lesbian friend. That must not have worked out because today she's happily married to a very lucky guy.
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