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have been married three times. My second marriage was to a girl called Aimee, whom I've written about on here before. My first marriage was to a girl called Anna who was a church pastor's daughter. This is a true story about Anna.
Anna and I met by accident at a local burger restaurant. We were each there with some friends, when she overheard what I was talking about. She was seated at an adjacent table, and leaned back to ask me a question. I thought she was an adorable little thing, and soon we were talking and had exchanged numbers, having agreed to get a coffee sometimes.
We met at a local Starbucks a few days later. I got there first, and had grabbed a table in the corner. She arrived moments later. She had short blond hair, blue eyes, was only about 5'1" tall, weighed maybe 95 lbs, had decent sized perky boobies, the shape of which could be seen through her tight tank top, and quite a round ass for someone so small. She carried herself well, very gracefully but also with a very sexy, seductive air. We got on really well, and I even went with her to her dad's church that following Sunday - her dad was the pastor of a small baptist church, very strict, very restrictive. She then asked if I'd be her date for a wedding the following Saturday - I agreed.
On the day of the wedding, we agreed that I'd pick her up and drive us there. I went to her house, knocked on the door, she opened immediately and stepped outside. She looked adorable in this incredible red dress that accented her curves very well. Her dad glared at me from the sofa inside, clearly not happy, but hey, we were both 23 and his opinion didn't really matter. We had fun at the wedding, but I was very inexperienced with woman, even at the age of 23. I was very naive as well - I thought Anna was a good little virgin girl, inexperienced with men, and likely to be one of the girls who waits until marriage to have sex. Anyway, we enjoyed the day, and were soon seeing each other every day.
After a few weeks, her parents were going out of town. I can't remember if they were just taking a break or if he was preaching somewhere else, but in any case, the house was empty and Anna was staying home alone. She asked me to come over and watch a movie with her, so I did. She snuggled up against me on the couch, and I wrapped my arm around her - we'd kissed and hugged but had done nothing else at this point. Like I said, I thought she was a virgin waiting for marriage.
However, towards the end of the movie, she said that it was too hot in the house. She got up, and said she'd be back in a minute. She came back wearing a long t-shirt - she'd taken off her jeans and top, and put on this huge t-shirt that came down to her mid-thigh. She again got beside me on the couch, drawing her legs up under her and resting her knees on my lap and her head on my shoulder. As we watched what was left of the movie, she stroked my neck affectionately. Again, clueless me had no idea that something was going on. Although I was not a virgin, I was highly inexperienced.
While she stroked my neck, there was a loud knock on the door. Anna jumped up, a little disconcerted, and ran into a bedroom down the hallway, and appeared moments later with a nice dress on. She answered the door, and it was three women from her dad's church - they knew that Anna's parents were away and they'd just stopped by to check on her. Two of them chattered away, while one of them simply glared at me the whole time. They left after about 15 minutes, and Anna excused herself, and appeared a few minutes later, again with the huge t-shirt on.
The movie was almost over, and I was getting a little tired, but Anna wanted me to listen to "something funny" - she led me into a spare bedroom at the back of the house, and started to play Blue Collar Comedy - I'd never heard them before and they were pretty darned funny. Anna asked me to lie down on the bed and just listen, and she clambered on the bed beside me, d one leg over me and letting out a contented sigh. I still had no clue that something was going on. Dumb, huh?
At this point Anna started to kiss my face, and soon found my lips. I rolled over to kiss her and wrapped my arms around her. I didn't make any moves at that point, and soon we stopped kissing. I was turned on, but was still convinced this girl was an innocent virgin. After we stopped kissing, I gently rubbed her arms and eventually started gently caressing her neck. When I started doing this, she said, "Oh, if you keep doing that, you'll turn me on!" Foolishly, I said "Oops!" and stopped, but then I started getting a little excited, and slowly worked my hand up to her neck and started rubbing it again. Anna started to moan gently, and it was then that I started to think that maybe something might happen. I continued to rub her neck, and she started to gently rub her body up against mine. Very soon, we were kissing again, gently at first, then hard and passionately. Anna straddled me, sitting on top of me, and leaned forward and kept kissing. I could feel her pussy against my cock, which was hard and throbbing, and she was starting to grind against it. My hands went under the t-shirt and up Anna's back, feeling her bra, and trying to unhook it at the back. I was hesitant at this point, not knowing what to do, but I decided to go for it and tried to unhook it. When I couldn't, I got confirmation that Anna wanted to fuck when she herself reached up and unhooked the bra.
My hands worked their way forward while she kissed me, cupping her right breast in my left hand, finding the nipple and starting to tweak it. Anna was still grinding against me, and was breathing heavily and moaning loudly. She then stopped kissing me, sat up, still straddling me and grinding ever so slightly, and pulled the t-shirt over her head. She then took off the bra completely, and was left sitting on me with only her panties. I drank in her figure, then sat up and stuffed her right nipple in my mouth.
"Oh yeah, fuck yeah!" she yelled. I continued to suck while she continued to grind - her moans got louder and higher pitched until she started shaking uncontrollably on top of me. I didn't realise you could give someone an orgasm from sucking on a nipple, but Anna had just had one.
She then said "you are overdressed, Mr." and started to pull at my shirt, half-unbuttoning and half pulling it over my head. She then started to unfasten my belt, and was soon pulling my jeans down to my ankles. I was still flat on my back. She pulled the jeans off, discarded them on the floor, then pulled off each of my socks, before standing at the edge of the bed and rubbing my legs. I gazed at her face and drank in her body. She then looked me right in the eye and slipped off her panties. I sat up and watched as she wiggled her hips a little and let the panties drop to the floor. They lay crumpled around her feet while she reached for my boxers, and slowly pulled them down, exposing my hard cock.
She stopped for a moment, said "Mmm hmmmmm!", then reached forward and took my cock in her hand, working it up and down slowly. She leaned closer and spat on it, rubbing her saliva up and down my shaft - I was in absolute bliss.
She never sucked my cock, but she was half stroking it, half admiring it, I think. I tried to reach down to touch her perfectly shaven pussy, but couldn't quite reach - she saw what I wanted and climbed up onto the bed. Her panties had gotten caught on her left ankle, and she shook them off, leaving them at the edge of the bed. Very soon we were intertwined on top of the bed, kissing and groping one another, hands roaming freely. I loved feeling her ass, and I could feel her wet pussy grinding against my cock and my leg. She reached down and continued to stroke me when I rubbed her beautiful little clit in circles, sending her into a loud, screaming orgasm within moments.
Perhaps it was my inexperience, perhaps it was just desperation, but there was very little foreplay after that. Anna simply pushed me onto my back, rose above me, and slowly lowered herself onto my cock. I watched as it disappeared inside her, inch by inch, and I saw her eyes close as her pussy lips enveloped me. Her breathing became labored as she began to pump up and down on top of me, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. She leaned back, grabbing my shins as she continued to fuck, moving now to more of a grinding motion, before sitting upright again and grinding round in circles, then moving backwards and forwards. She took her right hand and began to play furiously with her clit, moaning loudly, and starting to scream loudly. For someone whom I thought was innocent and pure, she was definitely a very experienced and kinky little bitch - she yelled out a long list of obscenities, demanding to be fucked harder, screaming louder, moving faster, breathing harder, and I felt my orgasm building inside me. I wanted to withdraw, the fear of pregnancy in the back of my mind, but I simply couldn't, and without warning I released stream after stream after stream of hot cum inside her tight little pussy.
She reacted to its warmth, screaming, "yes, yes, I can fucking feel it, I can feel you" and grinding harder and harder, pushing herself into an intense orgasm of her own, frigging her little clit while she came, bucking like a wild animal and finally collapsing on top of me, panting hard, and keeping my cock inside her. We laid like that for what seemed like ages - when I looked at the time, it was not yet midnight.
We spent the rest of that night fucking - she fell asleep in my arms for about 45 minutes before we both had to get up and get ready for work. She was definitely not a sweet innocent pastor's daughter - turns out, she was a highly experienced sexual freak, desperate to be watched, desperate for threesomes and group sex. She wanted to swing, she wanted to fuck outside, she wanted to make videos and let people watch them. We got married - I found out a week after the wedding that she'd been fucking three guys in her dad's church while she and I were engaged. One of them started stalking her - great start to married life - but hey, I loved her kinkiness and I learned a lot from her tons of experience. She would tell me stories while we masturbated together, stories of her sexual exploits, from how she started masturbating as a teenager, to how she lost her virginity at a wedding, to how she would book a hotel room, go to the hotel bar, and hand a note to a guy she liked with her room number on it alongside the message "come up in 10 minutes" - she fucked multiple strangers this way. I loved it.
Anna and I were married for 5 years, but unfortunately for various reasons ended up divorcing. We are still in contact - she still sends me nude pictures of herself, she's given me a private striptease over the years and dry-humped me to orgasm recently. I'd love to fuck her again. We live in separate cities now - she will be traveling to this city in about three months, I'm hoping to convince her to fuck me, even though I'm remarried. She is one of my favorite sexual conquests.
This website is for sale. If you're interested, contact us. Email ID: [email protected]. Starting price: $2,000