Sharon And Me Our Path Together

All you read here is the truth. Only our names are different.

After meeting in a bar, Sharon and I have visited each other on 5 occasions. Currently Sharon and I live miles apart. However, Sharon will visit me over the Christmas period for 8 days.

Each visit we make to one another is planned. We agree a plan in order to get the very best out of our limited time together. We plan what we want to do together, who we'll see, where we will eat and, of course, the sex we will have together.

We decided some time ago to write about our visits to each other and then decided we should share our visits and found that Literotica was the best forum for our story. To date we have had 26 factual stories published on Literotica, detailing our sexual activity and growing romance.

It's important to know, I come from a broken marriage. We separated almost two years ago and divorced in September of this year. Sex was non-existent for a few years, so regular wanks in the shower satisfied me sexually. Following the split, I decided to move away and basically start again. I'm happy with my own company but of course, like most people, I like folk around me. Sharon also comes from a broken partnership. She wasn't married but she also had no sexual contact with her partner for a number of years.

We often talk about our similar sexual background (or lack of). Was there something bringing us together, something that saw two lonely people with a frozen, dormant sex history, and realised what the potential could be between us. Since our first meeting, we have both rekindled our sex lives and together we act out fantasies and enjoy the fun and pleasure that our sexual contact brings.

We first met mid year on a bar crawl. Sharon was visiting a friend and she was the only one to invite herself along when I asked my drinking buddies if anyone wanted to eat.

We chatted and flirted with each other and it was soon apparent we were never going to eat. Instead, we went back to my apartment and fucked til the early hours of the morning. Later that day, Sharon was to fly home.

I called her phone before she boarded the plane, which was delayed, and we had a short talk. I was interested in her, she intrigued me. She was a smart woman and an amazing fuck.

When she got home she texted me to say thanks for the call and maybe we'll see each other again one day. I texted back to say that I would look forward to it.

Have you ever made a snowball and rolled it downhill, and then watch it catch its own momentum as it races downhill. It grows and grows, collecting more snow as it rolls down, growing stronger. The stronger and bigger it becomes, the greater the energy it gains.

That's Sharon and me today. We have a relationship that has developed from a one night stand and a phone call. Ok, we had a night of fucking each other, but neither of us thought it would develop any further. But the snowball analogy describes our relationship accurately. Except for one minor detail. Snow is cold. Our sex is fucking hot.

We spoke and texted on the phone over the next few days. The texts became Sexts in an instant. We began talking openly about sex, we made innuendos to each other, the sexts were then, and are now, fun. I suggested we should use WhatsApp video calls to talk to each other. We quickly moved from WhatsApp to FaceTime. A bigger picture on the iPad! It's apparently safe and end to end encrypted. It's free and we could see each other. Once we started to video call each other, everything between us began to move forward at pace.

The sext messages we would send to each other would refer to fucking each other, sucking, kissing, fantasising, kinks etc etc., but also included day to day chat - how's work, etc. Everyday mundane things.

Now using video to call each other, everything moved along at speed. Similar to a racing driver, the accelerator pedal was flat to the floor, moving at pace.

I guess it's one thing to text someone to say what you sexually like and what you would like to do to them. Is it another thing to do it face to face, over FaceTime? Not for us! Talk was and is always good. I'm honest with Sharon and I believe she is with me. We talk freely, no holds barred, no talk is out of bounds.

We talked about our video calls and decided we would call them 'Sexdeos. Our name for sex videos. These Sexdeos generally last for about 4 hours. The shortest to date was possibly two hours, yet one was ten hours long, yes ten fucking hours!

Let me explain that ten hour Sexdeo.

We were by now getting to know each other's sexual wants and desires quite well. We discussed how we could up the fun. I suggested we could write down questions for each other, quite explicit, or not, on any subject. In a week Sharon had 50 questions, I had 47.

We did a call one night and decided that on the following Sunday we would do a Sexdeo, when we would start to ask each other our questions. We had no intention of asking each other 100 questions in one call, so we would ask them over a few Sexdeos.

We agreed that we would take it in turns to ask the questions. The answers to the questions would be discussed at length between us both. That was the point of the questions, to learn about each other more and understand our past relationships, sexual encounters, partners, our sexual fantasies and any kinks we may have. If the question wasn't answered correctly or if it wasn't believed, then a second question could be asked. Any indiscretion and a penalty or punishment would be given, which had to be obeyed. And we had those penalties and punishments written out too.

I quickly learnt, Sharon likes to be dominated in the bedroom and on our Sexdeos. Whilst it doesn't come naturally to me, I'm learning by reading, watching and listening to videos. Literotica is a great place to read fiction and nonfiction on sexual relationships. She gets a kick out of me telling her how to dress in our Sexdeos, and so do I. I may leave it to her to decide what to wear but she always enjoys dressing provocatively for me.

On that hot August Sunday afternoon around three o'clock, I called Sharon on her iPad. She was dressed as I had told her to be. A tight red T-shirt, possibly two sizes too small for her. Sharon isn't graced with big breasts but the T-shirt exposed her pert nipples nicely. The only other item she wore was a virgin white g-string. I wore shorts and a T-shirt.

We said hello and I remarked to Sharon how fucking hot she looked. She in turn commented on my dick which was already trying to push its way out of my shorts. We talked about camera angles, did we want music on in the background, which we usually do today, what was the best time to Sexdeo that was good for us both. Sharon likes her gym workouts along with some dance classes. I play squash a great deal and play some football.

We each had our questions at the ready to ask one another, some drink to help us on our way, and some nibbles.

We had previously talked about who takes the first question. I seriously can't remember how we decided who asked the first question, possibly ladies first.

"Would you do a threesome"

"Certainly, but with two women."

Having had a sexual experience with another woman, Sharon would also prefer a woman to join us in a threesome.

She was happy with the answer. My turn.

"Do you swallow?"

"I would lick and swallow every last drop of your cum. Yes."

"What is your preferred way to fuck me?"

"I'd be happy to fuck you anyway we could. Some positions are beyond our physical capabilities for our age, however I do like the doggy position. But there are always times for the traditional missionary position, when sometimes it's good to show your partner some caring during love making."

"Would you watch porn with me."

"Yes."

I have no intention of writing down each question, but those written above give you a flavour of the type of questions we asked each other.

I can't remember how many questions we asked of each other that afternoon and evening, but games were played by me where I said I didn't believe Sharon's answer or didn't like her answer.

"So what is my punishment?" Sharon said, playing along with my game.

"Touch yourself between the legs for 30 seconds."

She did and I watched closely. After thirty seconds, she stood up and removed her g-string, sat down on her leather sofa and began masturbating herself. Her legs wide open, my iPad screen had full view of her cunt being manipulated by her fingers. I watched Sharon's hands intently. "Want to join me?" I decided I should. I pulled down my shorts and was now naked, my T-shirt having been discarded a while back. My tool was in my hand, hard and rigid, I began to wank. Sharon smiled and watched me, instantly picking up her clit wanking and making uncontrollable groans of pleasure. Me, wanking furiously, we came together.

That was our first masturbation together on Sexdeo. But there were many more to come. We sort of congratulated each other for what had happened. Our desire to please each other had just taken another step forward.

Sharon decided that during late August, she was taking time off work to visit me. We spoke about what we would do during those days she was with me. Sharon's suggestion was that we lock the door for four days and just fuck. We laughed, but the more we thought about it, why not. "I agree but there's things I want to do with you, different ways I want to fuck you; tie you to the bed, play with your fetishes, explore my kinks."

"Well write them down!"

I did. In detail I wrote down what I wanted to do during those four days, day by day. I emailed it to Sharon and asked her to add her ideas of what she would like to happen and pass it back to me. She did, and we stuck to the schedule. It made sense. Now every visit to each other, we plan those limited precious days together, in fairly good detail. Generally it works wonderfully well. We do deviate, of course we do, but we want to please each other and planning our time together gives us the control we want.

If you want detail of what we get up to during our days together, then you can read our true stories in this web page on Literotica.

We both feel lucky we have met and enjoy fucking each other. As I said earlier, we both are making up for lost time and we fuck, suck, lick, and play constantly when we're together.

We like to try new things. Sharon enjoys pain and I'm happy to provide that for her. We have moved into the realms of BDSM, and we both like the path we are on.

My fetish is to use fruit on her, yogurt or mousse and lick it all off her.

Our Sexdeos are still good. These happen most nights. We'll wank together, and Sharon will use her toys on herself from time to time. She's also embraced my fruit fetish and enjoys masturbating with frozen fruit, especially cherries. Her lingerie wardrobe has increased greatly. As she likes to dress for the Sexdeos, we both buy lingerie for her to wear. She looks tremendous in red! During her Christmas visit, she will dress provocatively, walking around my apartment, teasing me!

I call Sharon, My Whore. She likes it when I call her that and I do most days. For me she dresses like one. For me, as a Whore would, she'll do anything. What more could I ask from My Whore?

She will call me My Lord, in role play. I kinda like it.

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