1. VIGNETTES II - Coming Home


    Date: 8/2/2016, Categories: True Story, Anal, Oral Sex / Blowjob, BDSM, Cheating, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Straight Sex, Masturbation, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Wife / MILF, Author: Unknown user, Source: sexstories.com

    Introduction - If you want to know more about me read my first story "Vignettes I". When I came out of the Army, I had been trained for a war that never came. I had spent more time in the woods than in civilization and had become cold and hard. I had peaked at 205# with a 28" waist and my legs were heavy from hundreds of miles of running and hiking. The rest was expanding from my waist through my neck. I had been with a few women (girls?) and had learned a bit more from my awkward first experiences but those times were all trifles. I had never been in love, didn't really know what love was. I started college at an age that most of my contemporaries were graduating. I didn't like people very much and though I could be gentle, even playful, by and large any woman who came to bed with me was used. In short I was an asshole that lived in a dark place. This is a true story. I only remember sparse details of conversations some forty years later, but there are quotes that managed to burn in, the rest is story telling. Any names, of course, have been changed. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, is intentional. Coming Home The day I flew home from Andrews AFB to come home my Dad had come to pick me up. I was still in my khaki's, my Corcoran jump boots gleamed in the Texas sun. I adjusted my beret and walked through the Space A terminal. My dad shook my hand and then gave me a perfectly masculine half hug. I chucked the duffel bag into his trunk and we were off. We went ...
    back to his office where he had coordinated with a friend to have my Vega waiting. He said we'd throw some steaks on the grill that night and catch up. He tossed me my keys with a new house key on it. "I'm going by Bonanza and catching up with folks." He looked at me with that dead pan expression that was his trademark, "Steaks will be coming off around eight." I nodded and simply said, "deal." I had worked for an owner of two Bonanza restaurants just before I went in. There was a girl (Theresa) there who had been a few years older than me, four I think, and we had skinny dipped and had been together sexually in the last few weeks before I left. Neither of us had held any illusions of a long time relationship but we had fun. She enjoyed me filling her tight vagina and the way I was good for several rounds in a single evening. I enjoyed her patient instruction on how to please her. I was hoping she'd still be working there; she was. I walked in, raking my beret off and everyone there looked like they'd seen a ghost. Brenda was now a manager and was the first to throw her arms around my neck. It was just after lunch on a Friday and the place was cleaning up after the rush. Theresa came out from the kitchen, saw me and squealed running to me, her ample breasts bouncing and she crushed me, kissing me on the cheek. I pulled back grinning and looked her over, yup the breasts were larger, her hips a little broader but she was still hot. Then I caught a glint off of her left hand. She ...
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