Everything you read here is true. Only our and our friend's names are different, to protect our identities.
I awoke Saturday morning early with Sharon stroking my back. I lay there for a few seconds enjoying her touch before turning over, kissing her and saying good morning. "How did you sleep?"
"Really well but I woke up early and listened to you soundly sleeping. But then I thought I'd play with your back and wake you gently."
"Ummm, it felt nice."
"And so it should. My hands are soft and silky and like to play." As she moved her hand to feel my cock. "And of course, this baby is soft and silky too. Does it want to play?"
"When does it not want to play!"
We started to kiss, with Sharon slowly wanking me and my cock responding. My right hand held her waist tight and slowly moved to lightly scratch her back. I grabbed her arse and pulled her close to me. Stroking her thigh, she slightly moved her left leg backwards, inviting me to play with her pussy. I accepted willingly and moved my hand to her warm and wanting wet cunt.
This Whore of mine is always wanting, always ready to fuck. Alone together, she will disappear for a few minutes and return dressed provocatively for me. She moves around my and her apartments dressed in minimal clothing and this excites us both. She will sit and lay close to me, always positioning herself so as to offer her body to me. She will tell me, "My body is yours to use, anytime in anyway." I love this fucking Whore, My Whore. And I love fucking her.
Once I had fingered her deeply, she gestured for me to mount her. I pushed my two fingers down into her mouth and she sucked hard on them. My cock was stiff and ready to fuck. She opened her legs and her hand moved my tool to the mouth of her cunt. We gazed at each other as I entered her. Her eyes half closed, feeling my thrust. We began to fuck hard. We were kissing at first but then raw passion took over us as we fucked harder still.
We orgasmed together and then tongue kissed showing our enjoyment of this fuck to each other.
We showered and dressed and went out for breakfast. During breakfast we spoke about Sharon's long awaited planned move to the town I lived in. Sharon had always had a long term plan to move here way before I met her. Our meeting had just accelerated her need to move. There were a few complications added to her move but she had the knowledge she could stay with me, or move in with Teri until she found a place of her own.
We then talked about our agreed plan for the day. Next on the agenda was a game based on Strip Jack Naked. We had formed the basis of the game over our Sexdeos but we needed to add some finer detail.
Late morning we arrived back at my apartment and began to play Strip Jack Naked. It was based on the card game Blackjack. Who can get closest to 21, with the fewest cards possible. Over 21 and you're bust and a penalty ensues. Sharon dealt two cards each. I looked at mine. My two cards totalled 14. "Twist." Sharon turned the next card. A 3. Now I had 17. Could my next card be a 4 or less. No I thought. "I'll stick."
Sharon turned her cards. 12. She then turned the top card from the pack, an 8. "I'll stick."
So I lost that round. The penalty was, I had to take a shot of bourbon and Sharon would remove an item of my clothing. Although it was only just nearly midday, the bourbon went down pretty good. Sharon removing my shirt was even better. She performed the action slowly and very deliberately, caressing my chest as she did so.
My deal. Sharon had 14. "Twist." 2. Twist. 3. Stick. I turned my cards. The king of hearts and Jack of clubs. 21.
Sharon drank her shot of bourbon. "I'll take off your jeans." There was a look of surprise on Sharon's face. I responded with a smile. "Is there a problem?"
She looked back all sheepish. "No."
"So why the look?"
"Go on, take them off!"
I unbuttoned the waist and then tugged on the zip. I stopped and looked at her. "So you've been commando the whole time, were you prepared for this moment?"
"I didn't expect you would remove my jeans first." She said with a huge grin across her face.
I started pushing the jeans down, told her to sit down and then pulled her jeans off from around her ankles. "Your deal."
Sharon dealt two cards each. I took a look. 12. "Twist." 4. "Twist." 4. "Stick." 20.