GROANS AND MOANS (short steamy stories)

Jeff got off the airplane already missing his wife. He knew this would be a good conference, but five days without Dani would be unbearable. He already missed the comfort he felt in the middle of the night as she snuggled into him while they spooned, his c**k lying in the tender crack of her anus as he reached around and held onto a bust in his sleep, let alone the mornings of being awakened by her mouth on his c**k. Jeff stopped at one of the airport’s newstands and picked up two adult magazines thinking maybe beating off while seeing pictures of other women getting f****d would help cure his own longing. It was going to be a long five days. He checked into his hotel and settled in for the night, flipping through one magazine before taking care of himself and going to sleep. The next day the conference was good — the first day always is catching up with old friends. But then evening came around. He was in the hotel bar when he thought he saw her. He was trying not to stare, but he had to know. Jeff walked up to the bar to get another drink, taking an indirect route so that he could walk past her table. And it was her. Jeff hadn’t seen Rebecca in 7 years. He’d been in his first year of his PhD program in economics. She’d been a senior at a different university in the same city. Their relationship had lasted only 4 months — but she had been the best lover of his life. They’d split up when she left that summer to head to grad school, up north, in geology. The only thing Jeff knew about geology was that Rebecca could make him rock hard with the slightest word, movement, or glance. They’d stayed in touch for a short time, but Jeff had met Dani that fall and married her a year-and-a-half later. Rebecca was at a table with two other men, coworkers it seemed, one much older than her. Jeff walked up from behind her, “Pardon me gentleman, but I must say this woman looks even better than she did the last time I saw her seven years ago.” She turned around, she knew the deep voice, and smiled broadly at him. His heart melted and thoughts of what might have been overcame him. Seeing her excitement, “We’ll leave you two to catch up,” one of her colleagues said. Jeff noticed that Rebecca was wearing a wedding band, too. They quickly established that while he was in Philadelphia for his political economics conference, there was also a geology conference in town. Throughout their conversation, colleagues neither had seen in a while interupted to say hello. “I’m enjoying our catching up, shall we continue this more privately where there will be no interruptions?” Jeff asked. “I’m sharing a room with a friend, how about your room?” Rebecca replied. They hurried to an elevator and upon entering Jeff’s room sat on the bed together. Before he knew it, Rebecca had pushed him onto his back and had her lips planted firmly on his. His hands moved up her sides, sliding under her shirt, and feeling her skin for the first time in years. “I hope you have a rubber,” Jeff said. It was crude but he remembered her saying the same thing the first time he’d kissed her. It shocked him and he’d never forgotten. Thank God he’d had one that first night. She chuckled getting the joke. “Don’t worry, you don’t need one now, big guy.” They made love like they’d been lovers all along. Jeff realized that his memories of Rebecca being his best lover weren’t mere myths, she was the most vocal, sensual partner he’d ever had. It wasn’t just the way she moved, but what she said during the heat of panusion. Rebecca told Jeff in the heat of their f*****g that so often while with her husband she’d thought of him, how no one had ever full her up like he did. Jeff was happy to see she was still multi-orgasmic, coming three times while riding him. “God you’re so f*****g huge,” she cried bouncing up and down on him. “It’s your turn now,” as she reached behind her with one hand and fondled his balls. He felt her p***y tighten with a fourth orgasm and he could hold back no longer. He cried out, “Oh f**k Bec. You’re so tight. Don’t stop.” Her pace quickened as he unloaded inside her, Jeff holding her hips and guiding her bouncing. She slid off and onto her side beside him, purr’d and she fell asleep. When he woke up, Rebecca was lying in bed beside him, reading one of the magazines he’d picked up at the airport. He was embarrased but lay there and watched her. “Good morning,” he said. She just smiled. “You know I picked that up at the airport. I thought five days without Dani would be hard. I didn’t know the best lover of my life would be sitting at the hotel bar … waiting for me to take her back to my room and f**k her.” She smiled and went back to studying the pictures. One man, one woman, both beautiful, f*****g. “I bet we look this sexy, your big c**k in my p***y,” she said. “I know we do,” Jeff said. “Sometimes when we used to do it doggy-style, I had trouble not coming cause just watching me slide in and out of you was so sexy.” With that Rebecca flipped the page, the couple had stopped f*****g and he had his c**k inches from the model’s face. The other side of the page showed the model covered in come, smiling up at the camera through the streaks of come. “What it is with men and this?” she said. “Aaron’s been wanting to come on my face for years.” “And you haven’t let him?” said Jeff. “Dani and I love that. No better way to end a titty-f**k. She just looks so beautiful with my come all over her. You know, you would too!” “He knows he can come anywhere but there — you know how much I love come on my t**s — it’s just, I never thought that was appealing.” “Nothing wrong with that,” Jeff said. “You’re still the hottest, sexiest lover I’ve ever had. And the hottest dirty talker I know. Even if you never have said those four magic words.” “Four magic words?”, she questioned? “You know, ‘Come on my face’,” he said. “Speaking of fantasies,” Jeff continued, “have you lived yours out yet.” Rebecca smiled shyly. “Uh, no. I don’t think Aaron is man enough to handle two women, so I’ve never mentioned it. It’s probably time I head back to my room. I’ll be here at 7pm tonight for round two?” “I’ll bring the rope,” Jeff said and she put on yesterday’s clothes and let herself out. After Rebecca let herself out, Jeff sent an email. One of his online friends happened to live outside Philadelphia where the conference was being held. He’d never met Tamara but he knew a few things about her.