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Erotic Science Fiction: Wanted - Chapter 1
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Erotic Science Fiction: Wanted - Chapter 1 I'm really not sure whether or not I should be writing this. I don't want the authorities to find out I am who I am. It isn't just with the local police either. I'm sure they'd love to find me, but I'm also wanted by the FBI, the Secret Service, the CIA, the NSA and the Department of Homeland Security. If there is an government agency, they probably have me on their most wanted list. Regardless of the danger, I can't keep this a secret. People need to know what has been happening. This shit all started when I responded to an adult friends finder profile. She called herself Electra. From the profile, she was a single, slender twenty six year old brunette with a very nice cleavage picture. She was also in my area. She had just the one picture in her profile and not much else. I figured she was a fake, but I sent her a wink anyways. Even if she wasn't a fake, I didn't think she would be interested in me. I'm a forty four year old divorcee. Although I am in good shape from running and working out and still have most of my own hair, I'm not twenty six. To my surprise she winked back. I wrote her a nice cheesy note saying how happy I was that she joined FriendFinder-x and how I would like to get to know her better. She wrote back less than an hour later asking when I would like to come over. Since it was a Saturday afternoon and I was sitting alone in my dumpy little apartment, I replied that I could come over anytime and gave her my cell number and email address. In a few minutes an email arrived with an apartment address asking how soon I could be there. I googled the address and saw that it was 15 minutes away. "I can be there in 15 minutes. Did you want to meet at your place or first a restaurant?" I emailed. "My place" was the immediate reply. I considered asking some more questions like whether or not she was really married, but this was my first date through FriendFinder-x and I didn't want to fuck it up. "On my way" I replied. As I drove out to the address, my hands were shaking the whole way. I had no idea what was in store for me. I was just hoping that she wouldn't turn out to be a lonely and violent gay man. I brought a condom just in case things worked out well, but was really not expecting to be using it. Her apartment was in an older building. It was an<b> downstairs </font></b>unit in a block of twenty. With considerable apprehension, I knocked on her door. A few seconds later it was opened by an absolutely stunning brunette wearing short blue jean shorts an a low cut red halter top. It was the same top she had worn in her picture. She looked caucasian, but her skin was dark enough to be either latino or middle eastern. "Hi, I'm Carmen," she said as she stared blankly ahead past me not making eye contact. "I'm Rick," I replied as Carmen continued to stare past me. I was sure she was looking at something or someone behind me and had to fight the urge not to turn around. I figured she was either concerned that the neighbors might see her visitor or that she had a guy watching her. "Please come in," said Carmen as she quickly stepped to the side. She spoke with very little inflection and continued to look blankly past me. If she hadn't moved, I would have sworn that I was talking to a mannequin. I walked into her apartment. Other than a couch and a coffee table, the living room was completely bare. "Nice place," I said as I glanced around. The bedroom and bathroom were down the hall. From what I could see the bedroom was also empty. The kitchen was just off the living room and other than a fridge and stove, it was bare too. "Please make yourself comfortable," said Carmen as she jestured to the couch. I sat down and she sat down beside me to my right. We turned to face each other, but did not say anything. I touched the back of her hand. She felt warm and soft. I gently slid my left hand up her arm and across her shoulder to her cheek. I pulled her face towards mine and kissed her briefly on the lips. Although she didn't respond very strongly, I kissed her again more slowly. Her mouth opened a bit so I played my tongue across her lips. As we kissed I slid my left hand down from her cheek to her right breast and squeezed it through her shirt and bra. Although her breasts were fairly ample for such a slender woman they seemed quite natural. In the weeks following my separation I had spent many afternoons in the local gentlemen's clubs and had become quite familiar with hard enhanced breasts. I moved my lips down Carmen's neck to her chest as she arched her head back. I pulled up on her top. top lifting it above her breasts until is was piched between her arms and sides. Other than placing an arm on my shoulder, parting her lips as we kissed and tilting her head back when I kissed her neck, Carmen hadn't moved or responded to my affections. Despite my apprehensions I continued to caress and kiss her breasts through her black lacy bra. I felt a latch in the middle of the bra so I undid it and move the cups aside. Carmen had the nicest breasts I had ever seen. The were surprisingly firm for their size. I kissed and sucked on each small nipple and felt it harden against my tongue. As I continued to kiss her breasts I moved my left hand down her side, across her slender waist and squeezed her ass through the jean shorts. She rolled her hips slightly towards me. "We should take your top off," I said as I pulled my lips away from her breasts. Carmen nodded and leaned forward away from the back of the couch to undress. As I sat back and admired her beauty, I found myself wondering if she might be expecting me to pay her. I had only $40 on me and began to feel a bit uncomfortable. Despite my misgivings, I took off my shirt and undershirt. We both just sat there staring at each other topless for a moment before I said, "come here and sit on my lap." Carmen stood up and stepped in front of me between me and the coffee. I squeezed my knees together and she turned around to face away from me. Then she slowly stepped back placing a foot on either side of me. I leaned forward to reach her and slowly ran my hands up the outsides of her long lean legs. It had been so long since I had been with a woman that I wanted to enjoy each moment and each sensation to it's fullest. I took my time carrassing Carmen's ass through her jeans. Like her breasts, it was perfect. Since she didn't seem to object to standing over me, I continued to squeeze each cheek before sliding my left had between her legs to her clitoris and rubbed it through her shorts. Eventually I placed my hands on Carmen's hips and pulled her gently backwards on top of me. At first she resisted, but then slowly and awkwardly she lowered herself onto my lap. For a woman so lean and athletic, she did not seem to move with much ease or confidence. Once her weight was finally on me, I collected her long dark hair and moved it over her shoulder and kissed her back. I reached around with my hands and cupped her breasts pulling her back to lean against me. I kissed the back of her neck and gently pinched her nipples. I could feel her breath deepen and quicken as I slid my right hand across her flat abdomen and under the waist of her shorts. I felt no hair or stubble as I reached all the way to her clitoris under her panties. I heard her gasp as I made tiny gently circles with my forefinger around her clitoris feeling it roll beneath the pressure. I slid my hand over her vulva and pressed my finger tips over the outside of her vagina in a pulling motion. She began to rock her hips against my hand. I could feel her labia moisten and swell with each thrust. With each thrust I could feel my cock harden in my pants. Eventually my finger slipped inside her vagina. She let out a deep gasp as her body spasmed against mine. I was on the verge of ejaculating as I quickly pushed her off of me. "Let's fuck," I said breathlessly. Carmen stood up and slowly turned around in front of me before sliding off her shorts and panties. I was so close to orgasm that I had to look away from her and imagine an angry crashing through the door as I pulled off my own pants and underwear. I still had my shoes and socks on with my pants and underwear around my ankles when Carmen stepped forward and began to straddle me. "Let me put the condom on," I said. Carmen stepped back and I got the condom out of my pants pocket and tore it open. Although I hadn't worn a condom in years, it rolled on easily. I leaned back on the couch as Carmen placed a knee on either side of me and moved herself over me. I guided myself into her as she lowered herself on to me. We pushed a couple times, but she felt too dry for me to penetrate more than an inch with the condom on. "Let me go down on you," I said. "Lay down on the table." Carmen got off of me and sat down on the edge of the coffee table. She seemed unsure of what to do next. She placed her hands on the far edge and leaned back as far as she could. I knelt down before her with my head between her thighs. With my tongue on her clit I pressed my finger tips against her vagina. It felt too dry to push inside so I licked my fingers and tried again. It was still not enough so I tried to reach directly with my tongue, but Carmen's abdomen was in the way. "Lay all the way down," I ordered. I tried to will away my impatience and sense of frustration as I waited for Carmen to move. Carmen put her feet on the edge of the couch and lifted her hips bringing them closer to me. Then she lowered all the way with her back in the narrow coffee table. I was trapped between the couch and her pelvis so Carmen gripped the near edge of the coffee table and slid back away from me until only her waist and lower back were on the table. I had enough room to kneel down so I lowered my face between her legs. I lowered my shoulders between her thighs and spread her labia away from her vagina with my thumbs before penetrating with my moist tongue. I could feel my cock softening with the inattention so as soon as her vagina felt moist enough I sat up and pushed myself inside of her. I penetrated deeply and thrust a couple times, but with Carmen's hips on the table she was too high to be comfortable with me kneeling. I propped myself up by my hands on the edge of the coffee table as I thrust a few more times. I could feel myself harden again with every thrust, but Carmen did not look too comfortable propping herself up by her elbows off the far side of the coffee table so I pulled her by the hips towards me so that more of her back would be supported by the table. I tried thrusting again, but it still wasn't working very good. I withdrew and sat back on the edge of the couch. When Carmen sat up, I gently took her by the wrist and carefully pulled her towards me. She quickly straddled me and guided me inside of her. She seemed a bit more agile than before. Once I was deep inside her, I thrust myself in and out as I pushed and pulled on her hips to get her rocking with me. Once Carmen started to do more of the moving, I moved my hands to her chest and buried my face between her breasts. I felt myself very quickly approaching orgasm so I grabbed Carmen by the hips and slid her back away from me. "Let me get on top," I said. Carmen stood up and stepped away from me. I stood up too and gently directed her to lay down on the couch. Once she was comfortably positioned, I spread her legs and kneeled down between them. It took me a couple tries and for Carmen to roll her pelvis towards me before I found her vagina. I lay my weight down on her as I kissed her neck and ear and thrust my hips fast and deep. I could feel Carmen's arms and legs tighten around me and she began to respond more strongly. Her hips began to rock and her breath in my ear began to take on a moaning sound. I was coming dangerously close to orgasm. I tried to distract myself by thinking of my car, my job and finally the planets Neptune and Uranus. Nothing was working. I could not stop thinking of Carmen. I couldn't take anymore. I raised myself up off of Carmen as I thrust myself hard and deep inside of her. Taking in as much of her exotic beauty as I could, I shouted out, "Oh, God, oh Carmen, oh," and ejaculated. Carmen, gripping me with her legs, thrust against me a few more times before I collapsed on top of her in exhaustion. "Holy fuck, that was good," I said. "Holy fuck,"repeated Carmen. Gripping my softening cock and condom, I pulled myself out of Carmen. She continued to lay there on the couch so I kneeled on the floor beside her to kiss and caress her breasts. "Oh my God, you are so fucking amazing," I said. As I continued to enjoy her breasts, I could feel Carmen's hand run through my hair, down the back of my neck and across my shoulders. "I can't believe it's been over a year since I've last done this," I said. "Done what?" "Had sex." "Really? What have you been doing?" "My wife and I separated about two months ago. We hadn't had sex in a while. I thought it was just something we were going through, but then I found out that she had been seeing someone else the whole time." Carmen stared silently at the ceiling while I talked and fondled her breasts. I could feel the condom about to slide off my flaccid penis, so I asked,"where is your garbage?" "It's in the kitchen, under the sink." I pulled off the wet condom and collected the wrapper from beside the couch. As my mind replayed the events of our encounter, I began to ask, "you aren't, I mean, you weren't a...you know, a..." "A what?" asked Carmen as she got up and walked to the bathroom. I was about to say "virgin" until I opened up the door under the sink and saw at least two other used condoms in Carmen's garbage. "Never mind, it's nothing," I said. Angry and disappointed, I tossed my condom into the collection and walked to the bathroom to clean myself up. "Do you have a washcloth?" I asked as I reached the bathroom. "No," replied Carmen as she flushed the toilet and squeezed past me. The bathroom was just as bare as the rest of the apartment. I saw only a bar of soap and one ratty towel. I considered wiping myself off with Carmen's only towel, but remembering the condoms I saw in the garbage, I was afraid to touch it. Instead I rolled up a ball to toilet paper to clean up with. When I was done in the bathroom I went back to the living room. Carmen was fully dressed again and sitting on couch. She was engrossed in her tablet computer which she quickly stashed away in the drawer in the coffee table as soon as she spotted me. It was a newer model, very thin and gloss black. "Could I get a glass of water?" I asked. Carmen stared at me for a moment before replying, "I guess so." I went into her kitchen to look for a glass or a cup, but the cupboards were completely bare. "How long have you been here?" I asked returning to the living room. "Other than a couch and a table, you have nothing." "I've been here for a week," Carmen replied. "Did the airline lose your luggage." "I travel light." "I guess you don't have a car?" "Nope." "If you need to pick up a few things, I could take you shopping." I immediately regretted my offer. Although I just had intercourse with an amazingly beautiful woman, I did not want to be buying her stuff for her apartment. "I would like that," said Carmen. "Let me get my money." Carmen got up and walked into her bedroom closing the door behind her. She came out a few moments later stuffing a handfull of bills into the front pocket of her shorts. "Are you ready?" I asked. "Yes." "Do you have a purse?" "No, but let me grab my bag." Carmen returned to her bedroom and came back out with a brown leather sachel. She wore the strap across her shoulder and gripped the handle tight. I led the way out of the apartment. "Aren't you going to lock your door?" as Carmen followed me down the hallway. "Oh, yes," she replied turning around. As I stopped and looked back, I saw that she had left her door wide open. Carmen closed the door and started back towards me. "Do you have your key?" I asked. "I need that, don't I?" "What planet are you from?" I asked sarcastically, before cringing at my stupity. "I'm from...I'm from France," said Carmen defensively as she rushed back into her apartment. I stood outside her door for what felt like an eternity. I was about to leave when Carmen appeared. She locked her door and said, "let's go." Carmen followed me over to my car. It was an older Toyota. I glanced at her face to see what she thought as I opened the passenger side door for her, but she didn't show any reaction. When I walked around and climbed in on the passenger side, Carmen was sitting in the seat with the door open. I put on my seat belt and started the engine. Carmen seemed surprised and quickly asked me, "is that a gasoline engine?" "Yes." I was about to back up when I noticed that Carmen had not yet put on her seatbelt or closed her door. "You might want to close that," I said. "Do I just pull it?" "Yes, slam it so it latches tight." Carmen closed the door with a loud crash. "That's good," I said. "Now you'll need to put your seat belt on." Carmen looked around around her seat before looking at me. When she saw my belt she flashed a quick smile and said, "oh." "Here, let me get that for you." I reached across Carmen and grabbed the belt for her. As I pulled it across, the back of my hand grazed across her breasts. I felt a stirring in my pants and wondered whether or not I would be ready to have sex again by the time we were back. "You'll have to raise your left arm a bit so I can get your belt on," I said to Carmen as I put the seatbelt on for her. "Oh, yes, thank you," she said as she raised her arm. She still gripped her sachel tightly with her left hand. "You are very helpful," she added as I backed the car up. "I really appreciate this." "No problem," I said suddenly finding myself a bit nervous. I let out the clutch a bit too quickly and the car started off with a lurch causing Carmen to gasp. "Where did you want to go?" I asked as we turned onto the street. "There is a Target nearby." "That sounds good," said Carmen. I accelerated quickly through the gears and saw Carmen get jolted with each shift. "Wow, this car is fast," she said. "We're only doing forty," I said. "Wait 'til we're on the freeway." As I sped up onto the freeway Carmen seemed engrossed by watching me shift gears. Then she put her hand on the inside of my thigh and slowly slid it up to my groin. I started breathing hard as I open my legs to welcome her caress. Her hand continued up my body and across my chest. "Can I drive on the way back?" she asked. "Sure," I replied. |
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