The Morning After Mystery - Sex Stories

The Morning After Mystery

The Morning After Kim’s head hurt. She woke up feeling a pounding in her eyes like never before. She slowly tried to move, but her body wasn’t cooperating. She lay there for a minute. How did I get here, she thought . It hurt to open her eyes, so she opened them just a hair. It was enough to let in some light, without making her head feel like millions of bombs were exploding inside. Kim looked around a little. She couldn’t move her head that far, but she could see there was a ceiling fan. Kim stopped. She stared at it as it went round and round. The fan must be on a slow setting , she thought. Then it dawned on her… she didn’t have a ceiling fan. She opened her eyes a little more now. The brightness flooded her soul, taking her in a sea of light. Kim fought through the brightness to see a room that wasn’t hers. She opened her eyes wider and saw a clean sleek look. It must’ve been a man’s place. She tried to remember what happened. As she looked down at her body, she noticed that she was only wearing a man’s dress shirt. Kim felt the cloth the shirt was cut from, and then pulled it around her tightly. It felt like silk and must have cost a fortune. Kim started to move her body, and was able to get up on her elbows. She had a better look at the room. Short bookcases made of a dark wood lined the far wall. On the opposite side of the room, large glass windows looked out over the bay. It was a beautiful sight. Kim’s leg wobbled as she got to her feet. She was sore. She was ...

... sore all over and as she took her first steps, she felt her sex for the first time. A lighting bolt of pain shot through her stomach. A flash of memory flooded back. She was making love to someone in this room. Kim had one knee on the seat of a leather chair, and her other leg on the ground. She was bent over, and her beautiful ass was popped out taking a large cock. The man’s cock was so large, she thought. She was only five foot two. Her pussy was stretched as wide as it could go to accommodate his large member. But, who was he? She remembered his muscular chest. He had a little bit of hair that she ran her fingers through. He kissed her so deeply and powerfully. He gripped her arms and held her as she kissed him. They were drinking, a lot. It was champagne. It was good, and there were strawberries… and chocolate. She felt happy and in love. She didn’t know who her lover was at the moment, but she felt like he was special. Kim walked over to the leather chair that was in her vision. She put her hands on it and lightly felt its texture. She ran her fingers across it. Another memory flooded her senses. It was late at night. She embraced his strength with her own. She pushed back against his power, and that made her wet again. She could feel her own juices begin to flow again. She gripped the chair firmly with her hand as she touched the glass. Kim saw a party... HER PARTY, she thought! “That’s right,” a tiny voice escaped her lips, “I was at the Christmas party.” Kim remembered ...