Time in Leeds - Sex Stories

Time in Leeds

I’d finished my night shift early. I’d gone in early and knocked off early. So there I was heading up the M62, I needed to be in Leeds before eight, seven thirty would be ideal. I was off to visit Ali. After Scotland I needed to see her again. We had gone away as friends, by the middle of the first week we had ended up in bed together. Turns out Ali was a wild girl when she wanted to be. I’d known her since she was eleven, which I guess sound bad but I was f******n when I met her and it was r twenty years since we first met that anything happened. It was just in my head I guess I always thought of her as a little girl and off limits. So after a week of increasingly wild sex we had returned to our hometowns and our jobs. Now a month later was the first weekend we were both free to see each other. I wanted to know what she wanted from me. Was what happened in Scotland left in Scotland? Did she want a proper relationship? Friends with benefits? I was open to most scenarios provided she didn’t want to get married. My head churning with various scenarios. Finally the sat nav gets me to her door at seven twenty five. I know she leaves for work at eight because she must have mentioned that about five times in her text. The plan is, I’ll sl**p in this morning, she has an early finish on Fridays so she can wake me when she gets back in. We can have the weekend together I’ll drive back on the Monday in time for my night shift. So I’m standing at her door just preparing myself for ...

... what is going to happen, my sports bag with some spare clothes on my shoulder. I only knock once before I can see movement behind the coloured window. She opens the door inward, trapping herself between the door and the hall wall. I walk in and she shuts the door now standing behind me. “Hi.” I turn to face her. She is wearing a short silk kimono type robe, loosely tied. “Hi” she says back. One hand undoing the belt the other pushing back the robe. Ali is in her early thirties, her black hair is in a chin length bob. Her tits that are now coming into view are a b cup. She works out so her stomach is flat and toned but she hasn’t gone as far as getting a six pack. As the kimono hits the floor by her feet I can see has either recently shaved or waxed. I drop my bag and she is in my arms. I leave a trail of clothing between her front door and the bedroom. I nearly kill both of us trying to kick off my jeans and get up her stairs. It about the same time it takes to tell you we’re in her bedroom. I’m on my back, she straddles me, and with almost no foreplay she impales herself on my cock. I lie back and admire her tits as she rises and falls, sliding up and down my cock. She’s pulling up almost to my full length then dropping back down. Burying it away. I can feel the sensations starting to build. If she keeps this up, I won’t be able to last long. “Are you close?” “No yet.” She answers. “Let me drive then.” I pull her down into a hug and roll over so she is now under me. Missionary ...