Caroline's Own Story - Sex Stories

Caroline's Own Story

... stepped back. “I am so pleased!” My love looked on with a contented smile and an expression of ‘I told you so, didn’t I?’ on his face. We went to a nice restaurant in a village nearby. It had a terrace from which one had a view of a large lake. There were sailing boats on the water, but they moved slowly; there was hardly any wind. Helen was seated next to me at my left side and René opposite us. Her clothing was not particularly defiant either, save her rather short skirt, but it certainly set off her beautiful slender figure extremely well. She had a very pretty face with brown eyes you could drown in, a small nose and sensual lips, wonderful dark brown hair that danced around her head when she moved it, and cute breasts. I noticed that she had very long fingers. After we had been served white Campanian wine, she said, “You have no idea how much I have been looking forward to meeting you. As you meanwhile know, for various reasons. To start with, I tremendously enjoyed the records of the early encounters between the two of you. They reflect not only high level eroticism and sensuality, but also warm feelings and emotions. I found the story about your first sexual contact downright beautiful and moving. I always hoped that destiny would make it possible that I would meet you sometime, but never expected it to happen. And now, to my indescribable joy, it has. I do not only understand, but I’m even very grateful that you have returned into René’s life, and by doing so also ...

... entered mine.” He was clapping his hands, ignoring the attention he drew. “Very well said, darling!” I took her hand and said, “He’s absolutely right. That was ever-so sweet indeed.” I felt the urge to kiss her. “Would you care to tell me about your work? René told me that you travel a lot.” “Yes indeed. I am a professional musician, a pianist to be precise. Apparently I’m good enough to give concerts all over the world, but not to be famous.” She took a sip of her wine. “Yet,” René added, studying the menu. “That is amazing! Why didn’t you tell me?” “You didn’t ask. Besides, as you of all people know full well, life is full of surprises.” I kicked his leg. “I did immensely enjoy the narrative about your stay in Italy. Swallowed it. Especially the exhibitionistic part. I found it awesome and exciting. And intriguing. I even fantasize about doing the things you did, but I wouldn’t have the nerve to do it myself in real life. By the way, I can’t wait to see the pictures.” “I might take you under my wings, so to speak, helping you to discover the joy, in a cautious, gentle and sweet way…” I bent over to her and whispered into her ear, “Like I will be gentle and sweet tonight…” Oops, weren’t you a bit too daring, naughty girl? She put a hand on my thigh and whispered back, “I know you will. Can’t wait for that either. I have been craving for it all week…” My heart took a leap of joy. All was well, more than well. I took a big gulp of wine. “One should not whisper in the company of ...