Juray, Elara, and Von (Part 6 of 6)

Brellon

Elara frequented the drug store in her 

neighborhood because it was convenient, and 

they usually had many of the little things that she needed to grab here and there. The manager of the store was a tall, attractive, brown-skinned bald guy, with a well-groomed goatee. He always smelled nice and always looked nice. They would talk and flirt whenever they saw each other. One day, they got into a conversation that let her know that he liked her a lot, and he was single. He also lived alone. She had known him long enough to know that she liked him too, and wouldn’t mind getting to know him better. He may just be what she needs to let her married lovers go.

Elara hadn’t seen Von or Juray in over a month. Maybe she can finally break from them if she gets something going with Brellon. She got a bit excited at the thought of finally meeting someone who wasn’t married, and seemed to have it going on. But she also didn’t want to jump the gun. She only knew Brellon from the store. She didn’t know much about him outside of that. He asked her out to the movies, and she accepted. It had been awhile, and she needed to do something a little different.

The night of the movie, they met at the theater. Brellon offered to pick her up, but she felt more comfortable just meeting there. They went to see The Danish Girl. It wasn’t really on Brellon’s radar, but Elara really wanted to see it. After the movie, they went out to eat to talk about the movie, they were both movie buffs. The movie was better than Brellon thought that it would be, so they had an in depth discussion about transgender identification, and the fact that this movie was about one of the first transgender surgeries.

They then started talking about more personal subjects, and Elara always liked to get it out there that she isn’t looking for any committed relationships. She made it clear that her life is busy, and she would only be available at random times to hang out, or just chill. And that anyone that’s in her life at this time would have to understand and accept that about her. Brellon claimed that he understood, and was interested in pursuing a deeper friendship with her. Elara was excited about the prospect of having a friend and companion that wasn’t in a committed relationship with anyone else. She could accept that he may have other female friends, but she didn’t need to know about them, just that they existed.

So, one day Brellon called to see if Elara was available to come over to his place, to have dinner and watch some movies with him. She was excited about the invite, and was happy to accept. Juray had called minutes after she and Brellon hung up, and she had to let him know that she was busy that night. She thought that it would be harder for her to detach from Juray and Von, but at the moment it didn’t seem to be. She wasn’t ready to verbally end her “relationships” with them yet, because she didn’t know if this one was actually going to take off or not. But she didn’t want to be with them while she was trying to make a connection with Brellon.

She and Brellon seemed to be hitting it off well. Their night of eating, drinking, watching movies, and chilling was just what she needed, and everything just felt so right. They were all hugged up on the sofa, when Brellon began to kiss her on the forehead. She then turned her head up so that he could kiss her in the mouth. They were in kind of an awkward position for kissing, but it turned out to be perfect because of the way that their mouths met. Their mouths covered each other on a perfect perpendicular angle, which allowed them both to probe their tongues deeply into each other’s mouths.

They both probed, and sucked, as their tongues would take turns licking each other, and sucking each other, and probing each other’s mouths. Elara would finally turn around to kiss him face to face, and to suck on his bottom lip, because she loved doing that and it felt so sexy. Brellon grabbed her by the hair and took control of the kissing. His tongue just invaded her mouth and took control of her tongue as he did all of the sucking and probing, and wouldn’t allow her tongue any more control. She just gave in and let him do his thing, until he was finished.

When he was finished his controlling, yet sexy kiss, he let go of Elara’s hair, then got up off of the sofa. He took off his clothes, down to his boxers and told Elara to do the same, but to keep her bra and panties on. He loved looking at her body in her pretty underwear. He sat back on the sofa and had Elara straddle him. They began to kiss then he told her to suck on his nipples. This drove him absolutely crazy. She sucked on one, as she rubbed on the other, then went back and forth as he writhed and moaned. She then got down off of his lap, to attend to his hardness. It had already found its way out of the opening in his boxers. She grabbed it and began to use a twisting motion as she went up and down with a firm yet not too tight grip.

Brellon stopped her, then pulled her forward to him as he unhooked her bra, which exposed her full breasts. He brought her back up into his lap so that he could suck on her breasts, before he asked her to stand up, then pulled her panties down, then off. He pulled himself up and took off his boxers, then sat back down. He had Elara sit down on his erection until it was deep inside of her. She couldn’t help but to move back and forth, riding his dick as he grabbed her hips while facing away from him. It felt so good to her that she couldn’t stop her movement, and it felt so good to him that he continued to help her by pushing and pulling on her hips. She kept riding him until she exploded with an intense orgasm. She then began to slow down, as she was also out of breath.

Brellon helped her up, then told her to get on her knees and bend over the seat of the sofa. He entered her from the back, as she arched her back and spread her legs so that he could get as deeply inside of her as possible in that position. She held on to the sofa cushions as he fucked her hard and fast in order to get his relief. He really didn’t want to come because it was feeling so fucking good to him, but he just couldn’t pull out. When he came, he made a sound that seemed as if he was in pain, but Elara had heard it before, and knew that it was just his sound of intense release. He laid there on her back for a couple of minutes, then he pulled himself together in order to get up onto the sofa. Elara went to the restroom to clean herself up, and to get back into her underwear. They cuddled up again for a while, as the both fell to sleep. Elara awakened a couple of hours later, got dressed then awakened Brellon. She let him know that it was time for her to go, because she had work in the morning. He threw his clothes on and walked her to her car, then kissed her goodnight. They both parted feeling awesome about that night and each other.

The days following their night of intimacy, Brellon began calling Elara daily. He then began to call her multiple times a day. Elara wasn’t use to this, nor did she like it. She tried to be patient and didn’t want to be mean, so she would try to stay cordial, and didn’t want to ignore his calls. She eventually let him know that she didn’t really have time to talk to him several times a day, and asked him if he could try to keep it down to once a day, because she would not be able to continue to answer or call back everytime that he called. She just didn’t have the time. He said yes and seemed to understand, but after a few days, he continued to call several times a day. So Elara just wouldn’t answer each time. They would eventually get into an argument over this, and Brellon began to accuse her of being with other men.

“What?!?!”, said Elara. “Even if I was seeing other men, and I’m not, that’s none of your business, because we aren’t a couple. I thought that I made that clear.”

“Well, I don’t want to deal with someone whose fucking other men, because I’m not trying to catch anything, and I’m not trying to deal with having anybody trying to get in my face over you.”

“Well, if I was fucking someone else, I would tell you. But I can see whoever the hell I want to, until we BOTH establish that we only want to see each other. And the way that it looks at this point, it aint happening. We have only been seeing each other for a couple of weeks, and you’re acting as if we’re a couple, and we’re not.”

Brellon finally told her that he had been in a bad situation in his last relationship. His previous girlfriend cheated on him, and he had a confrontation with the man that she was cheating with. He ended up getting shot by the guy, and almost died. He told Elara that she was the first female in 2 years that he was interested in, and he told her that he really liked everything about her. Elara understood, but was not ready to take on a friendship with someone that had such deep rooted issues. She didn’t have the time, patience, or desire to deal with this as his lover. They couldn’t have a sexual relationship anymore, but she didn’t just want to cut him off completely. She understood his issue, and wanted to try to at least be a listening ear, but being a listening ear proved to be a bad idea. He still wanted to be with her, and couldn’t help but let her know every chance that he got. She ended up cutting him off, but before she did, she suggested that he get some help. He didn’t feel as though he needed any, so she just stopped answering his calls, and stopped going into his store.

In the meantime, Juray and Von had no clue what was going on with her. Because they only got the see her once in a while, when she said that she was busy, it was just normal for them. They both began to miss her, but always knew to give her, her space. Even though Elara was  hoping to break her bond with her two married lovers, it wasn’t going to happen at this time. And she wasn’t going to cut off what she needed. She did let them know that she had met someone, and that she did engage in unprotected sex with him, in order to give them the opportunity to decide to use protection themselves. They didn’t. They knew that Elara got tested yearly for STD’s and HIV, but she didn’t really understand their decisions not to use protection, other than the possible false security of believing that her being responsible enough to get tested yearly, proved that she wasn’t at high risk for those diseases. And she wasn’t really sure why she didn’t make them use protection. She had a lot to think about.

Look for the book based on the Juray, Elara and Von Blog, in the near future.

Juray, Elara, and Von (Part 5 of 6)

Von cont.~

Elara’s cell phone rang, and it was Von. She got real 
excited when his name flashed on her phone, 
but she took her time answering it.

            “Hey! What’s happening!” Elara answered.

            “Hey Lady! What’re you up to this evening? 

             Are you available?”

Elara knew what that meant. And if she was busy, she would have cancelled for Von.

            “Yes, I’m available! I don’t have any plans 
            this evening.” This time, she really didn’t.

            “Do you mind if I come by?”

            “Not at all. I would love to see you!”

            “Okay, good. I’ll be there at about 8.”

            “Alright! See you then!”

            “Can you do me a favor baby? Can you put on that sexy fishnet body stocking, 

            and some sexy red heels for me?”

            “Whatever you want baby!”

She loved dressing up for him, because it turned him on when she would do as he said. He also liked fishnets, and he had somewhat of a shoe fetish, so she kept different varieties of fishnet stockings just for him; and the shoes were never a problem. She had enough to wear a different pair every day for at least 6 months.

Although her condo was already neat, she did some basic cleaning before he got there. She also jumped into the shower so that she would be nice and fresh for Von. He didn’t like her to wear perfume, but she would wear it anyway. She knew why he didn’t want her to wear it, but this was her experience too, and she enjoyed smelling good when she was having sex. It added to her experience and to her memories. He couldn’t always have EVERYTHING his way, so this was one of those things that he had to accept. She made herself a drink from her bar, and decided that she wanted some Bacardi Limon and cranberry juice over ice. As it got closer to 8, she fixed Von a shot of Patron and brought the bottle into her bedroom and sat it on the night table, next to her bed.

When he got there, she buzzed him up. He walked into her door, and back to her bedroom. She was in her bathroom fixing her lipstick when he came in behind her, and started kissing on her neck. She turned around so that he could kiss her in the mouth and hug her. After kissing and hugging for a little bit, Von guided Elara down to her knees. She knew what he wanted, so she unzipped his pants and pulled out his hardness, then started sucking it. Von closed his eyes as he leaned back against the bathroom door, while Elara went full force on giving him what he wanted. He didn’t want to come yet, so he grabbed her up then made her bend over the sink. Her bodysuit was crotch-less, and she had no underwear on, so he entered her from the back. He began pounding her hard and steady so that he could get his first relief of the night. Once they finished, Elara sat on the toilet to wipe herself off, and while she was doing that, Von stuck himself back in her mouth, still wet with their juices. She stopped wiping herself, grabbed his behind, then began sucking on him again, taking him all the way to the back of her mouth, and loving the taste of their juices that she was cleaning off as she sucked him off again.

He grabbed her head and began fucking her in the mouth. Watching her as he did this, helped him to get a full erection again. He didn’t want to come again yet, so he stopped when he knew that he was getting close. He left her there to clean herself up, and to use the bathroom. As he walked over to her bed, he took his shot of Patron, then began to undress. He got nude, then laid on her bed with his hands behind his head. She had some nice music on, so he just closed his eyes and was enjoying the music, until she came out of the bathroom. She ran over to the bed and jumped on him, because she was happy to see him. She started kissing on him all over his face, and he loved every minute of it.

            “How you been baby, you’re looking good as usual?” said Von.

            “I’m wonderful, how are you?”

            “GREAT…..just great!”

            “Do you mind if I take these shoes off baby?”

            “Yeah, I do mind! I need you to keep them on for a little bit.”

            “Okay.”

Elara wanted to get comfortable while on the bed with Von, but since he said no, she knew that he had plans for her keeping her shoes on. And that was okay with her. She was excited with anticipation of what he wanted to do to and with her, while she had her shoes on that night. They laid on the bed and talked for a few minutes, then Von rolled over towards Elara and began to kiss and feel on her.

            “I need you to stand in front of the full length mirror and bend over,  

            legs open wide.” Von said to her softly.

Elara did as he said. She had a full length mirror right across from her bed. Von watched her get into position. He then sat on the side of the bed directly across from her, and grabbed himself as he was enjoying the view of her in fishnets and heels. He began stimulating himself to get himself ready to enter her. He enjoyed the view for a couple of minutes, then got up to penetrate her when he was ready. She was in a perpendicular stance, while holding onto the door that held the mirror. Von used his hands to spread her vagina from the back, and just let his hands-free hardness penetrate her. She was still wet from their previous interaction, so it slid right in, although she still jumped from her sensitivity. Von gripped her hips and began to fuck Elara at a slow steady pace. Elara felt how wet she was, so she decided to tighten her vaginal muscles to grip his dick a little better for him to have a tighter feel. He could feel Elara’s muscles tighten, and this made him even harder as he began to pump faster. He pulled out and laid on the bed and summoned Elara to take off the fishnets and shoes, and to come sit on him. He directed her to face away from him, so that he could watch her ass while she was riding him. She began with a brief bounce, just to give him a different feel, then she put her hands on the bed between his legs, then began to ride his dick. Slowly at first, then fast as her thrust pushed his dick deep inside of her. This motion had her screaming with pleasure because she was taking his full hardness with every thrust. She was able to do it a little while longer, then she came intensely and just fell out onto the bed.

Von wasn’t finished, but he knew that her energy was pretty done, so he grabbed her legs, pressed them to her shoulders, then fucked her fully exposed vagina, hard and fast until he found relief. His actions got Elara hot and wet again, but she was able to come again before Von came. They both fell to sleep quickly afterwards. Elara awakened and took a shower before Von awakened. She then got his washcloth and towel prepared for him to take a shower. He awakened shortly after to get a shower before he had to leave. She walked him to the door and kissed him goodnight. Their night of pleasure would be on her mind for the next few days. She jumped in her bed, relaxed and ready for a good night’s sleep.

Look for part 6 on 10/1/16.

Juray, Elara, and Von (Part 4 of 6)

Von

Elara was speeding up the highway in her Cadillac convertible. She didn’t see the cop pulling up behind her, until he began flashing his lights, and hit his siren with one quick blare. She maneuvered her car over to the right side of the highway, out of the passing lane. The officer followed. As she was waiting for him to approach her car, she got out her license, insurance, and registration.

            “Where are you going so fast?” The officer asked.

            “I’m on my way home, officer.” Said Elara.

            “Do you realize that you were doing 85 in a 55mph zone?”

“Honestly officer, I didn’t.”

She handed her paperwork to him while they were talking. Once he got a chance to look at it, he realized that she was the lady who did his financial paperwork for his truck. He remembered holding her hand a little long while shaking hands after his truck purchase. He remembers her soft hand, and no ring on her finger. Those facts peaked his interest in her, a lady who he saw as sexy and beautiful. He wondered why such a good-looking woman like her was single. He asked her, and she responded with “Because I choose to be!”, as she looked at him with the “What the fuck do you think I’m single for?” look. So he decided it might not be a good idea to hit on her after that.

            “Ms. Stanford! You work at the car dealership. You helped me with the financial 

            paperwork to purchase my truck.”

She turned around to look at him, to see if she would recognize him. She dealt with so many people that she wasn’t sure, but she did.

            “Oh, hello Mr……” She couldn’t remember his name.”

            “Stevenson! Von Stevenson! Why are you in such a hurry? Hot date?”

She really remembered him now.

(“That’s right, he’s that asshole who asked me why I was single, while he had a 

wedding band on.”) She thought to herself.

(“Let me not give off my Fuck You vibe, so that I can hopefully 

get out of this ticket.”)

“No officer, I had a long day’s work, and I’m tired. I just want to get into my bed.”

“Cut it with the officer stuff! My name is Von.”

“But you’re in uniform. I’m trying to show some respect…..Von.”

“I appreciate that, but I’m letting you off the hook.”

 Elara got excited, “For the ticket?”

 Von laughed, “For calling me officer, and yes….for the ticket too!”

Elara was happy and thanked him for letting her off from the ticket.  

                     

            “But I do need for you to slow down. This is my territory, so next time I’ll have 

             to give you a ticket.”

            “I understand officer, I mean Von. I’ll be sure to slow down.”

She drove 60mph, the rest of the way home (In a 55mph zone. She couldn’t help herself, and she understood the unspoken 5mph speed grace). Von didn’t want to tell her that he noticed that she lived in the same condo complex as his sister, but he would look for her car whenever he visited his sister. One day, a couple of months later, he finally saw her.

            “Heyyy, what’s happening Speed Racer?”

Elara turned around to see who it was.

            “Well, hello there! What are you doing in my neck of the woods?” She figured 

            she make small talk.

            “My sister lives in building M. I visit her quite often. I’m surprised that I’ve 

             never run into you before.”

            “Oh really! Well I don’t know too many people here.”

Even though Elara didn’t particularly care for Von at first, as they talked every now and then, whenever Von ran into Elara, she began to understand his personality. He wasn’t so bad after-all.  One day they got into this conversation about the connection between the foods that we eat, and illness in the Black community. She didn’t want to end the conversation, but she had just gone shopping and needed to get the food up to her condo, and put away.

            “I’m sorry Von, but I need to get this food put away.”

            “Well, let me help you take that up, if you don’t mind.”

She hesitated, then realized that he was probably okay, being a cop and all, and they had become pretty friendly; and she just felt comfortable with him. There’s something to say for women’s intuition, and she pays close attention to hers. Once they got upstairs, they continued their conversation as she put her food away. She then offered to make lunch for Von and herself, and he accepted. They enjoyed their talk very much, then he offered to give Elara his phone number.

            “Aren’t you married?”, asked Elara.

            “I’m just giving you my phone number. What’s wrong with that?”

She just looked at him, then entered his number into her phone. She then called his phone in order for him to get her number. She wasn’t sure how she felt about this, but she didn’t discourage it. She was already involved with one married guy, so she didn’t need to be in a repeat situation, but she enjoyed their conversations. Maybe taking his number was okay.

About a week later, Von called Elara to let her know how much he enjoyed their conversation and having lunch with her. He asked her if he could stop by this evening because he had a financial issue that he hoped that she could help him with. She said sure, and let him know that she was cooking that night, and that he was welcomed to join her.

When Von got to her apartment, dinner was already done; and she had the dining room table set. Von bought over two bottles of wine, one red and one white. He didn’t know what she was preparing, so he figured he’d cover it by buying both types of wine. Elara prepared Italian Chicken with New Orleans Spaghetti Bordelaise; she also made dinner rolls, and a Caesar Salad to go with it. So, they opened the white wine, and Von made sure to keep it chilled as he traveled to her condo with it. Elara put it in the ice bucket to keep it chilled as they drank it with dinner. Von was quite impressed with her cooking skills, because dinner was absolutely delicious to him.

They sat on the sofa, and talked about his financial issue, as some soft music played in the background. Elara listened to try to understand his problem, so that she could give her best advice, and she did. Once they finished talking finance, they started chit chatting about other things, until a song came on that Von obviously liked very much. He asked her to get up and dance with him, to the song, which was a slow song. She obliged him as they both got into the song. They were quiet and listening to the melody, then all of a sudden, Von started kissing Elara in the mouth. It felt so good to her, that she was kissing him back. They kissed for several minutes without a break or a word. Once they broke from the kiss, Elara felt a bit overwhelmed by the condition it left her in.

            “Whew! Be still my heart! Where did THAT come from? Sheesh!”

Von was quiet as he watched her trying to pull herself together.

            “I’m not sure how to react to that”, said Elara.

Von just grabbed her again, and started kissing her again. While they were kissing, he started unbuttoning her blouse. Elara broke from the kiss, and began to take her clothes off herself. While she was disrobing, Von started to disrobe too. Once they were both fully nude, they embraced again. Von picked Elara up while they were still kissing, then got her back against the wall. He got her into position to enter her with his full erection. She could no longer kiss, as she panted and moaned from him penetrating her. He grabbed her face to kiss her again, while he steadied her back against the wall with her legs around his waist. He continued kissing her, without movement of his pelvis. He just let his hardness sit inside of her, as he continued to enjoy kissing her passionately. He finally let up, put his hands against the wall, then rocked himself up and down while deep inside of her. The wall was his leverage of her, and he wasn’t pulling back, so she moaned and panted from his movement. He then pulled away from the wall, but made sure that she stayed wrapped around him. He took her over to the sofa, where he laid her down, and began to fuck her slowly, then faster and harder, until he could feel her come. He then kept up his pace until he was able to get his own relief from their activities. They both laid on the sofa for a while, until they could catch their breath, and get their bearings.

            “WOW!” Elara said. “That was some fuck!”

She then remembered that he was married, but it was too late now. No need to get mad. She put herself in this position….ONCE AGAIN!

Juray, Elara, and Von (Part 3 of 6)

Juray cont.~

As Elara laid on her bed, thinking about things, she was waiting for Juray to come by. Her phone finally rang, so she buzzed him up. She also unlocked her door so that he could just walk in. She stood in her dining room, where she would be the first thing that he would see. She had on sexy black lace underwear that accentuated her curves, and she had on some black heels to lift her 5’6” frame closer to 6’. She leaned against the wall, to pose for him as he entered her apartment. As he slowly opened her door, he entered then smiled when he finally saw her, then closed the door. He just stood at the door and stared at Elara with a big smile on his face, as he ingested her beautiful curves and her beauty. He just thought that she was gorgeous.

            “How are you?” Elara was first to break the silence.

“Fantastic, now!” as Juray began to slowly walk toward her.

He grabbed her, and began kissing her, holding her, and kissing on her as they swayed back and forth from their “happy to see you” motion. Juray grabbed her hand and walked her back to her bedroom. As Juray was removing his clothes, Elara sat on the edge of the bed and just watched. She loved his long locs, and ebony skin, along with his sculpted physique. He also smelled delicious and she just wanted to bite him on his neck and nibble on his ear. Which she did as he rushed over to the bed and kneeled before her, kissing her passionately, then kissing her face, neck and lips. He couldn’t wait to remove her bra so that he could grab and suck on her breasts, or as he called them “Pretty Titties”.

He forcefully kissed her into a lying position on the bed; he then removed her panties and her shoes. He brought her legs up then spread them at the knees. He then pressed down on her thighs so that they were in a good position so that he could taste her, and he loved how she tasted. He continued to lick, suck and probe her vaginal area and her clitoris with his tongue, until he knew that she was on fire. He then mounted and penetrated her as she jumped and moaned from the sensitivity to his entering her. He took slow, long strokes to drive her crazy, but he knew that he needed to fuck her aggressively pretty quickly. So he would fuck her hard for about 10 strokes, then slow it down. He would do that a few times to get her begging to keep fucking her hard. He then came out of her, to prevent himself from climaxing, then told her to get on her knees. He pulled her into the perfect position on the edge of the bed, then began fucking her from the back…..HARD. She began screaming from the pounding of his dick and the thrust of it. He knew that he was doing his job, so he kept it up until it seemed she was losing her voice. He knew that she came, but he then sat on the office chair in her room, and pulled her over to sit on his super-hard, glistening dick.

She straddled him, then lowered herself onto him. She bounced back up a little, because his hardness went deep inside of her, and she could feel the pressure of it hit her cervix. She brought herself back down onto it slowly, but Juray grabbed her hips and started forcing her to ride him. She started screaming from the pleasure and pain that she was experiencing from his hardness, his length, and how deep he was inside of her from the position that they were in. And the movement of their interaction was hitting all kinds of spots in her vagina, that weren’t being hit in other positions. She was having multiple orgasms back to back, to the point that she needed Juray to come, because she didn’t know how much longer she could handle him in that position. Juray climaxed in enough time, before she was going to dismount him. She thought that if she stayed on him much longer, she might pass out from the overwhelming amount of orgasms that she was experiencing.

She climbed into her bed to enjoy the high from the sex she just had. Juray laid right beside her experiencing the same high. They both ended up falling asleep, without saying a word. Juray awakened in the middle of the night, took a shower, then left while Elara was still asleep. When she awakened in the morning, she didn’t expect to see him next to her. This was a usual occurrence if he would happen to fall asleep after sex. She understood.

Juray, Elara, and Von (Part 2 of 6)

Juray

Juray was the epitome’ of what Tall, Dark, and Handsome should be. He was always well dressed, even when he dressed down. He always smelled delicious, wearing his designer fragrances. He wore the sharpest shoes, usually Italian made. Had locs down to his waist, and worked out several times a week, so his six pack was tight. He owned a sports bar, outside of Philly. One night while Elara was hanging out at the sports bar with her girlfriends, she got into an altercation with a male patron who was trying to be a little too friendly. He bought her and her girlfriends a drink, and they thanked him for it. He decided to stand over Elara and whisper in her ear, and she kindly let him know that she wasn’t interested in dancing with him.

            “Wow! I buy you and your friends a drink, and you can’t even give me a dance? 

            Just one dance?”

She wasn’t feeling his vibe or his remark, so she went into her purse to replace the cost of all of the drinks, with enough for a generous tip. She stuffed it in his shirt pocket and said,

            “NO! I’M NOT INTERESTED!”

He got an attitude, and was really pissed off that she did that.

            “BITCH, I DIDN’T GIVE YOU THE OKAY TO TOUCH ME!”

            “Who the FUCK are you calling a bitch, PUSSY!!!”, Elara responded.

The guy grabbed her, and before he had a chance to hurt her, she kneed him in his balls, hard. Then she uppercutted him, then right hooked him to his jaw, and he hit the floor. Elara had done some MMA training for a little while, as one of her workout routines. She learned enough to handle the average guy on the street, and handle him she did. Juray was alerted of the fracas, and got there in time to see the male patron on the floor. He immediately attended to him to help him up, since he seemed to be the only one in distress.

            “What happened?” asked Juray. Elara let the male patron answer.

            “It was a misunderstanding” he said.

            “Was it, Ms…..????” Juray was waiting for Elara to say her last name.

            “Stanford! Elara Stanford! Yes, that’s what happened.”

Everything happened so fast that her girlfriends didn’t even have a chance to respond, or anything else except to watch in confusion. She obviously didn’t need any help; they just didn’t know what happened. Juray walked the patron to an empty booth so that he could pull himself together. He got one of the waitresses to get him a drink on the house. Juray went back over to talk to Elara, to find out what really happened. She just stuck with her story, and said that all was well. Juray knew that there was more to it, but didn’t push the issue. He just made it a point to remember them both, just in case there were any more incidents.

Elara let her friends know that she would explain, once they left the sports bar. She encouraged them to continue to have fun, because she was going to. So they went back to drinking, talking, laughing, and dancing. They all ended up having a great time that night. Once they left the bar, Elara told her friends what happened. They had a good laugh, because they already knew what Elara was capable of. They each parted in their own vehicles, as they left to go home.

A couple of weeks later, Elara went alone to her favorite diner, to have breakfast. It was one of her favorite things to do when she just wanted to relax. As she was reading the news on her phone, she heard someone say, “Ms. Stanford?” She looked up, and it took her a few moments to realize who it was. It was the gentleman from the sports bar who intervened after her altercation.

            “Hello! How are you?” she said.

            “I’m good, how are you this morning?” asked Juray.

            “I’m wonderful!”

            “Great! Are you waiting for someone? Or would you mind if I sit with you?”

            “Oh, no I’m alone. And no I don’t mind at all, but it would be nice if I knew 
             your name.” she laughed.

            “I’m so sorry, my name is Juray! I’m the owner of the sports bar that you 

            were attending that night.”

            “NICE! You have a nice place there, but you might need to do a better 
            job keeping out the riff raff.”

Juray sat down. And right before he ordered, he said to her,

“Now, now! If you had been truthful with me that night, and you really 

should have been, I could have banned that guy from the bar. 

Now I might have to wait until he harasses another woman who can’t

defend herself as well as you, and guess whose head that will be on?”

“Wow, you’re right. I wasn’t really thinking about that when I let 
            him off the hook.”

“Well, I haven’t seen him in there since, so maybe he won’t return. 

 So what really did happen that night?”

Elara told him the story, and he was tickled by it. They had a nice conversation, and both enjoyed their meals. They then exchanged numbers before they parted ways. They would talk on the phone, every now and then, until one day months later Juray invited Elara out to dinner. They went to a nice Japanese restaurant to eat sushi appetizers and seafood entrée’s. They finished their meals, but talked for an hour and a half longer. When they realized that they were taking up space for so long, they decided that it was time to leave. They both sat in Elara’s car and talked for another hour or so. Juray was really feeling Elara, and felt it was important to let her know that he was married before things went any further.

            “I’m having such a good time with you, but I need to tell you something,” 
              said Juray.

            “You’re married!” Elara knew what that was a prelude to.

            “Yes!” he said almost embarrassingly.

            “So what are you doing hanging out with me?”

            “Do you really want to know?”

            “Actually, no I don’t! It’s none of my business.”

She had already become very attracted to his great sense of humor, his intelligence, and his business acumen; not to mention everything about his physical appearance and his attention getting presence. She knew that she wanted nothing from him, except sporadic companionship and (hopefully) good sex, so his marital status wasn’t a strong enough reason to turn her off. They were both over 45 minutes from home, so they decided to get a hotel room. Juray gave her the cash to pay, but she gave him half of it back. It was only fair that they shared the expense. So, she took care of getting the room and registering her car, because he had a lot to lose by using his name and registering his car. The room was good enough for what they wanted it for. 

Once they got in the room, it was only seconds before Juray grabbed Elara and said,

            “Goddam girl! Those jeans that you have on are fittin’! I could hardly wait to get 

            my hands on you!”

Elara just laughed. She noticed how he undressed her with his eyes, from their first meeting through tonight. He gave her power with that look. He grabbed her face, and kissed her passionately. Elara could feel her sexual parts swelling with excitement, just from his kiss. He began to take off her clothes, so that he could finally see her body. Her pretty electric blue bra was perfectly sexy against her soft skin. He couldn’t wait to get her jeans off, but he had to let her handle that. Her hips proved to be an obstacle for him. He let Elara finish undressing herself, as he undressed while keeping an intent eye on her. Once her pants came off, he could finally see her full hips, small waist, and thick thighs. All things that added to his fantasy of her, and caused his erection to become almost painful. He couldn’t wait to penetrate her.

            “Stand right there for a minute.”

Elara stood in a power stance so that he could get a good look at her body, and her sexy underwear. As she stood, legs apart and hands on hips, Juray told her to turn around. Her fat booty was the cherry on top of all of her sexiness. He couldn’t take it anymore. He walked over to Elara, and as he kissed her, he was unhooking her bra. He grabbed her breasts into a mound so that he could suck on them both at the same time. He then had her turn around and put her hands on the wall, as he pulled her panties off. He finally penetrated her, and she was extremely moist from all of the pre-sex activity. She was tight at first, so he grabbed himself to ease himself into her. Once he was in, he showed no mercy as he gave her every inch of his full thrust, over and over, until he came. Although it was a quick climax, Elara wasn’t disappointed. She screamed and panted for every minute of that fantastic fuck. It didn’t take long for Juray to get hard again, and they had sex several times that night, until Juray had to leave by 3am to get home. Elara stayed until morning, and woke up with a big smile on her face. What a way to start the day!

            

Juray (to be cont.)

Part 3 next Saturday 9/10/16

Juray, Elara, and Von (Part 1 of 6)

How Did I Get Here? 

As Elara lays on her bed, she begins to wonder “How did I get here?” The question is in relation to the fact that she is involved with two married men. This wasn’t intentional for her at first, but it became the perfect convenience for her busy life. She had no time for relationships, and had no desire for any romance, but she did desire and need sex. Although she never set out to hook up with these men, she ended up becoming very attracted to both of them, and made no excuses for her decision to be involved with them. Knowing that they were married, left her heart off limits and it kept her focused on her career until sex was on the agenda. She didn’t have to worry about emotional attachments, or not spending enough time with an interested member of the opposite sex. It turned out to be a very suitable arrangement for her.

Juray was a tall, 6’4”, dark skinned, slim man with long locs. Von was a tall, 6’5” light-skinned, big guy, that kept a tight haircut. Juray would always be gentle and accommodating; always a gentleman. While Von was aggressive and controlling in the bedroom, just like she liked it. She enjoyed having both types of men, to satisfy different parts of her personality. As a single woman, and as a business woman who happened to be a boss, she was always in control, at work, at home, and socially. She loved giving up that control in the bedroom, especially to Von. She loved being his sex slave.

Elara began to feel that her actions weren’t cool, but also felt like Juray and Von were special to her because she didn’t really like most of the men that she would meet; at least not to have a sexual relationship with. These guys fit her life perfectly. They would come to see her once in a while, without bugging her about needing to spend more time with her. None of them had the luxury of a lot of free time, so they each appreciated the time that they got to spend with each other. And Elara felt that since they only got to see her once in a while, and they enjoyed their time with her, they appreciated her more than the men from her past, who got to be with her daily. Those men would stop doing those things that got her attention in the first place. It was as if they were saying to themselves, “I got you now, I don’t need to do all of that extra stuff anymore.” But boy, were they wrong. She would try to talk to them to explain that they no longer did those things that she thought were special, and the reasons that they got her attention. They usually didn’t agree with what she was saying, so they couldn’t change what they couldn’t see, and she was not accepting a mediocre relationship. Life was just too short for that in her opinion, so she had to move on, and chose to stay single.

But, she didn’t really expect anything from Juray and Von except respect of her and her time, being in control of their situations, and to remain attentive and skilled lovers. She loved that they were always ready, as soon as they stepped inside her door. Foreplay was never really necessary, but Juray enjoyed going down on Elara. He loved everything about how she looked, how her body looked, how she smelled, and how she tasted. He loved licking and sucking on different parts of her body. She even allowed him to leave passion-marks on her, as long as they weren’t visible to the public. She never worried about Von seeing them, because she never saw them both that close together. And, they both knew that they weren’t her only lovers, they just didn’t know each other.

Von was a bit more selfish; although he always made sure that Elara was taken care of sexually. He was aggressive and controlling and never went down on Elara. She didn’t really mind, because she knew he was married, and receiving oral sex wasn’t that big of a deal to her. The moments that she spent with both men were about pleasing each other, not who wouldn’t do what. She loved Von’s aggression in the bedroom, and loved him giving her orders on what to do. This really heightened her desire for him, and in the end made her orgasms that much more intense.

She began to reminisce about a couple of her favorite interludes with each man. With Juray, one of her favorite memorable erotic moments was when Juray would give her a full body massage, with some nicely scented massage oils, while they were both fully nude. He would massage the back of her body first, and take every care to massage every nook and cranny of her neck, shoulders and back.Then, from her booty, thighs, and legs, down to her feet. She would be so relaxed, yet worked up from the feeling of him touching her skin, and hitting some spots that needed the attention that he was giving them. And this would make him superhard, anticipating getting through the massage far enough so that he could penetrate her. He could hardly wait, and she could hardly wait too. He would then direct her to turn over so that he could massage her front. He would start from her neck, then work down to her boobs, which he would grab aggressively to massage, but he couldn’t help but to get a few quick sucks in while they were in his hands. He would then get down to the lower parts of her body, and skip over her vaginal area until he took care of her legs and feet. At last, he would massage the inside of her thighs, then kiss all around her groin area, until he finally ended up with his tongue on her clit. He would pull her legs up, then bend them at the knees so that he could lick her from front to back several times. He would then put two fingers inside her anus, with his thumb inside her vagina as he continued to lightly suck and lick on her clitoris. He would use his fingers and thumb to probe as he licked and sucked until she exploded in his mouth. He would then climb on top of her, press her legs to her shoulders and have her hold them while he fucked her hard and consistently until he found his relief. This memory always got her worked up.

One of her favorite moments with Von is when he handcuffed her to the bed, while on her stomach, then put his condom covered nightstick inside of her. He would slowly probe her with it, to drive her crazy, then he would just stop. She didn’t know what he was about to do next when he stopped, because she couldn’t see him while in her position. Sometimes he would just smack her ass a few hard times, and sometimes he would just grab and massage it. He would pour hot candle wax on her back, and the initial sting of the burn would cause her clit to swell with the excitement of what comes next. He would do these things a couple of times to get her all worked up, before he would lay on her back and penetrate her from a lying position, with her legs spread open, and her pelvis slightly tilted. He would grab her handcuffed wrists, while he was fucking her, first slowly and then he would build up to a faster pace, until her sounds would let him know that she was REALLY feeling it. Then he would stop. He would help her to her knees, while she was still handcuffed to the bed with her head down into a pillow, then he would spread her open, enter her with his rock hard dick, then fuck her relentlessly until they both came. He would leave her handcuffed in that position, until they both had time to come down off of their sex high. That memory always got her riled up, too.

But, in her mind, at this time, she was trying to understand how to not get into these relationships with married men anymore. It wasn’t a guilt, because she never pursued these men, but it was a burden because society frowned on it, and she assumed that they were being dishonest with their wives. She was only right in the case of one of her lovers. She was hoping to meet someone who was single, that could catch her attention like Juray and Von, but in the past couple of years, no single man was able to. She didn’t want to give up what she had, for nothing in return. She wasn’t trying to be celibate, but she also wasn’t about having sex with anyone that she didn’t have a strong attraction to. She knew that her actions were selfish, but she had needs that were being fulfilled that also kept her life low on stress. Sex was the greatest stress reliever for her, and she just didn’t want to give that up.

To Be Continued~

Part 2 next Saturday 9/3/16

Toni and Duron (Part 4 of 4)

Parting Ways

Toni woke up feeling like maybe it was time to give Duron two weeks to find a place. He had been with her for about six months, so that should’ve been enough time for him to get things going enough to move out. Besides, he had family who he could stay with. This living together thing, with someone who isn’t your partner, became harder than she imagined. Because she was already very attracted to Duron, her feelings for him intensified, but intellectually she knew that a relationship with Duron would not work. She could never trust him as a mate. She had been in his company in the past, while he lied to one of his girlfriends about where he was. He even sent her a kiss through the phone. She just shook her head at the time, but knew he could never be her man. His response after the phone call was, “I could never be with just one woman.” In a way, she respected the fact that he never married, because he knew himself. At least he remained unmarried, instead lying to himself about believing he could remain faithful.

Since Duron wouldn’t have coital sex with Toni, she would go out to see another friend who would fulfill that need for her. She would let Duron know, because she didn’t want to feel as if she was being sneaky, although they were just friends who were living together. One night, when she got back home after drinking and spending time with her lover, Duron asked,

“So what did y’all do?”

Toni, “What!?!?

Duron, “What did y’all do? Did he fuck you? Did he slap that fat ass? 
           What did he do to you?”

Toni, “And why would you want to know that?”

“Because I want to know?”

            “Stop asking that question, because I will surely tell you, and you 
             aint gonna like what you hear.”

            “Tell me what y’all did.”

Toni took a deep breath, but was tired of him asking, so she told him.

*Sigh* “We ate and had a few drinks, then he bent me over a chair, snatched my panties down, then stuck his dick in me. He fucked the shit out of me and slapped my ass a few times. Then he made me sit in the chair and pulled me forward so that he could put my legs over his shoulders and fuck the shit out of me again from the front. And I have the bruises and hand prints to prove it, see?” As she showed him some of her bruises. “And I enjoyed every….fucking….minute of it! There! Are you satisfied now?”

He laughed and said “Yeah”, but he would never ask her again. Toni began to feel like she was cheating on a partner, although their relationship had always been clear. She didn’t like the feeling that she had when going to see one man, while living with another. It was all becoming too complicated for her. Even though she wasn’t very traditional, this arrangement was more than she could bear. And it was weighing on her conscience, although she was doing nothing dishonest. It was still too outside of what she could emotionally handle. This had to end.

Toni began to feel foolish for cooking Duron’s meals, washing his clothes, and sucking his dick, while he was out in the streets with other women. He never stayed out all night, but he would have phone conversations that let her know that he would be hanging with other females. She didn’t know if he was having coital sex or not, although she didn’t believe that he did, she just didn’t know. She started feeling crazy, and didn’t like her state of mind. She had no right to get upset or say anything, because she accepted this arrangement. She began to feel pangs of jealousy in which she knew that she had no right to.

Throughout their time living together, she would bring up the fact that he wouldn’t have regular sex with her, to try to understand what his issue actually was. She was very careful not to ever make him feel emasculated by her words. What she wanted to do was understand his condition, and to possibly help him understand. He had no problems getting an erection. He would get them many times day or night with her. He also had no problems climaxing. 

Toni would always come to bed without panties on, and Duron would always hug her and wrap his legs around her every night, but he would never penetrate her. Eventually she would say to herself, “If I had low self-esteem, the fact that he won’t fuck me would mess my head up. Thank God that my self-esteem is intact, because this is a hard one to understand, especially since his reason keeps changing.” He claimed that he didn’t want to get anyone pregnant anymore (He had 6 children by 6 different women already). Then it was he’s afraid of catching something, and he didn’t like wearing condoms. Then it was that he doesn’t enjoy that type of sex anymore. So she didn’t know what the truth was. He even had the nerve to tell her that she should stop having sex, because she should have had enough sex for a lifetime.

“You must’ve lost your goddam mind, if you think that 
              I’m going to stop fucking because you have.”

So when Duron came home that night, she explained to him the emotional toll that living together was taking on her, that he had to find another place to stay, and that he had two weeks to do it. He understood, but didn’t want to leave. When the two weeks were up, he tried to talk her into letting him stay, but she wasn’t going to do that to herself. She even had to raise her voice and cuss at him, to make him understand that he needed to leave ASAP. He was never verbally disrespectful to her, because he was grateful to her for helping him. He eventually left, and they were able to maintain their friendship. It would never be the same, but he would never forget what she did for him. Whenever she needed a favor, he was right there for her. The friendship may not have been the same, but it was intact.